Saint Miluina's Academy v1.3.1

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Dear $name $last, Congratulations! You have been accepted into St.Miluina's Vore Academy for the fall semester. After careful review of your application and record of past incidents, we believe you'll be a great fit here at MVA. Only a select few applicants are let in each year, so be proud! Here at St.Miluina's we put all of our students through a best-of-its-kind program to guide them towards mastery of the art. You'll take classes to improve your skill in all facets of vore--swallowing, digestion, escaping, even alternative forms such as unbirth. Outside of class students are left at each other's mercy--in most situations, there are no repercussions for taking advantage of weakness in your peers. Those few who survive through their fourth year are destined for greatness, I hope you'll be among them! As a freshman you'll be housed in the west wing of the main building, your exact room assignment will come at a later date. Orientation is on Sunday September 1st, be sure not to miss it! When you arrive on campus, please drop off your belongings at the front gate to be brought to your room, then go to Karbo Hall and report to the woman at the desk to get your schedule for the day. I look forward to meeting you! Sincerely, Evelyn Inedia, Headmistress PS: Another member of the MVA team will be in contact with you again soon to discuss tuition payment and answer any questions you may have. [[Let's Go!->September 1st- Start]] @@color:gray;Are you a returning player that wants to skip straight to newer content without replaying all of Week 1? Using this link, you can quickly generate a save with the first seven days completed so that you can jump right to the start of Week 2! Be aware that not all routes and relationships are accessible if you use this method, and stat/weight gains may not perfectly line up with a real playthrough. ''Definitely'' not recommended for new players.@@ <<link "Skip straight to Week 2">> <<set $TEMPsaveGen to 0>> <<goto [[Week 2 Save Builder]]>> <</link>>

<<if !$offCourse>><<set $time to 8.5>><<include "TIME">>@@color:mediumPurple;''September 1st''@@ ---- The day is here! After an entire summer of waiting you've finally arrived on the MVA campus for orientation. A student at St.Miluina's: It's a dream come true! The campus is made up of only three buildings surrounding a fairly large courtyard--a rectangular area filled with decorative brick paths centered around a large fountain. In the space between the walkways are fields of grass and occasional beds of carefully tended flowers that match the school's colors, primarily lavender and daisies. There's also a section that appears to be a garden of some kind, surrounded by a wall of shrubs that obscure your view of the inside. After walking in from the main gate, you find yourself in front of the fountain. Ahead of you is the main hall, Karbo, where you're supposed to report in. To your left is Lampton Hall, which looks to be connected to the main hall by an elevated bridge, and on your right is the Aesir sports complex. You've seen a few students that got here before you heading into the main hall, but out of the corner of your eye you spot two girls sneaking off towards the sports complex instead. <<linkreplace "Examine the fountain">><<set $checkedFountain to true>>The fountain is made of smooth white marble. Three tiered water basins rise up from its center, each overflowing onto the level below it. Around the outside of the bottom layer, several jets of water shoot up and arc back toward the center. A small, somewhat humorous statue of an angel caressing its bulging gut sits atop the highest basin. <</linkreplace>> [[Head for the main hall->September 1st- Front Desk 1]] [[Follow the girls->Off Course]]<<elseif $eatenBySam or $eatenByCustodian>><<set $time to 9.75>><<include "TIME">><<if $outfitState is "gone">>You rush <<if $eatenBySam>>out the door and down the hall<<else>>down the stairs toward the entrance<</if>>, your face hot and practically glowing red as you streak through the campus. This wasn't at all how the first day was supposed to go, embarrassing yourself to this degree before you've even checked in! But you don't know what else to do--it's not like you have clothes laying around you could change into. Your only hope is that some of the staff can help you. Feeling like you might faint, you cover as much of yourself as you can with your arms and hurry out into the open air of the courtyard. Luckily, no one else seems to be around anymore to see you, though you realize that probably means you're late. <<else>>You rush out the doors of the sports complex and sprint back towards the courtyard, your body still drenched with saliva and stomach acid. It's obvious to any observer that you've just escaped a stomach--not a good look to have on your first day--but you don't have much choice other than to head to the front desk like you were supposed to earlier. You're definitely late by now.<</if>> [[Head for the main hall->September 1st- Front Desk 2]]<<else>><<set $time to 9>><<include "TIME">><<if $escaped != "null">>You rush out the doors of the sports complex and sprint back towards the courtyard, <<if $escaped is "custodian">>the custodian shouting at you to come back. Luckily, she doesn't seem to have followed you out of the building. As you reach the fountain, you notice that the main square is now completely empty. You should hurry to the front desk--that detour might have made you late for check in!<<else>>not stopping to catch your breath until you reach the fountain. As you regain your composure you notice that the main square is now completely empty. You should hurry to the front desk--that detour might have made you late for check in!<</if>><<else>>You return to the main square, noticing that it's now completely empty. You should hurry to the front desk--that detour might have made you late for check in!<</if>> [[Head for the main hall->September 1st- Front Desk 1]]<</if>>

<<if $offCourse>><<set $time to 9.25>><<include "TIME">>You hurry toward the building and through the doors, hoping you haven't wasted so much time that you'll make a bad impression. Luckily, when you step inside you find there are still a few girls hanging around in the lobby, so you're probably fine. Not wanting to take further risks, you immediately head for the front desk.<<else>><<set $time to 8.75>><<include "TIME">>Not wanting to risk any trouble on your first day, you head straight for the main hall. The building looks surprisingly old, made of weathered grey stone with large, wooden doors. You notice on your approach that the eastern wing of the building looks much more modern--they must have expanded the campus out from this small, original structure. You pull on the golden handle of the heavy door, causing it to slowly creak open. Inside, it feels like you've stepped forward in time. A second set of modern, glass buffer doors opens up into a large lobby area lit by fluorescent lamps in the ceiling. The walls are a pale purple color, covered in pictures of past headmistresses and notable alumni. On the left is a lounge area filled with an assortment of plush chairs and couches around tables. A few girls are sitting around chatting with each other. On your right is an L-desk with a computer and all manner of papers and odd trinkets scattered around.<</if>> At the desk sits a rather plump woman in a red dress with a warming smile on her face.<<if !$offCourse>> She's talking to a student that came in ahead of you--a girl with slightly curled blonde hair dyed orange at the fringes. The secretary--who you notice has nails painted to match her dress--hands her a folder and sends her over to the lounge area. You step up to take her place.<</if>> "Hello, and welcome to Saint Miluina's Academy! Can I see your ID?" she asks in a pleasant tone. "Of course," you say, handing her the plastic card. You'd received it in the mail a few weeks ago. "Thank you, $name!" she says, swiping your ID through a scanner and handing it back. She starts to pull something up on her computer. "It's great to have you here! I'm just making sure we have your file all in order, it'll only take a moment," she chirps, a pleasant grin never leaving her face. "...Aaaand we're all set! Looks like you're in tour group two<<if !$offCourse>>, same as the girl I was just talking to<</if>>. Here's a folder with all the information you'll need," she says, handing you a plastic purple folder with "M.V.A" written in white on the front. "In addition to a copy of the schedule for orientation today, your class schedule, dorm assignment, and information for getting into the online portal are all in there, so don't lose it! The welcome presentation will be in the auditorium right at the end of this hall," she gestures to a wide doorway next to the desk<<if $offCourse>>. "Make sure you sit in the middle seating area so you're with the rest of your tour group."<<else>>, "but it won't be starting for another hour or so, so feel free to take your time and talk to the other students here in the lobby! When you do go in sit in the middle seating area so you're with the rest of your tour group."<</if>> "Thank you!" you say with a smile. <<if !$offCourse>>Two more girls just walked in behind you, so you step away from the desk to let them check in. You notice that the blonde girl that checked in before you is waving at you, trying to beckon you over. [[Go say hello->Front Desk- Emma]] [[Head for the auditorium and pretend you didn't see her->September 1st- Opening Presentation]]<<else>> [[Head for the auditorium->September 1st- Opening Presentation]]<</if>>

Curiosity getting the better of you, you head over to the sports complex to see what those girls were up to. They've already gone inside through one of the side doors by the time you arrive, however, and you know you aren't supposed to go into any of the other buildings before checking in. [[Go back->September 1st- Arrival]] [[Risk it->Off Course- Follow Girls]]

<<set $offCourse to true>>After a quick look around to ensure there wasn't anyone looking your way, you sneak through the two sets of glass doors and into the building. The entrance brings you into a spacious hallway open all the way to the second story of the building, lined with windows along the upper wall that flood the area with natural light. Across from the door are two staircases leading up to a walkway on the second floor. To the left is a bathroom and what looks to be a supply closet, marked "Staff Only". On your right, the hallway continues on, with a sign indicating that it's the way to the pool area. <<if $checkedFountain>><<set $time to 8.75>><<include "TIME">>Unfortunately, it seems you waited too long to tail them and the girls are nowhere in sight. They must still be here somewhere, but it might not be worth your time to try and track them down. <<linkappend "Explore the building">>--Where do you want to go? [[Upstairs->Off Course- Explore Upstairs]] [[Bathroom->Off Course- Bathroom]] [[Pool->Off Course- Caught]] <</linkappend>><<linkreplace " Try the closet door">><<append "#main">> You go to investigate the closet, but the door is locked tight. They definitely didn't go this way.<</append>><</linkreplace>> [[Head back to the square->September 1st- Arrival]] <<else>><<set $time to 8.5>><<include "TIME">>You spot the two girls rounding the corner down the hall--they must be heading for the pool. <<linkreplace "Follow the girls">><<addclass "#choices" "hide">>You hurry down the corridor, trying not to lose track of them. Sure enough, just around the corner is a set of double doors labeled "POOL" on the righthand wall. They click shut just as you arrive. [[Eavesdrop->Off Course- Eavesdrop]] [[Follow them inside->Off Course- Pool 1]] <</linkreplace>> [[Explore upstairs->Off Course- Explore Upstairs]] [[Try the bathroom->Off Course- Bathroom]] <<linkreplace "Try the closet door">> The closet door is locked tight, no way to get in. <</linkreplace>> [[Head back to the courtyard->September 1st- Arrival]] <</if>>

@@color:red;You have been digested!@@ <<if $difficulty is "hard">>\ <<link "Restart">><<script>>state.restart();<</script>><</link>>\ <<else>>\ <<if $day is 1>><<back [[Click here to return to the start of the day|September 1st- Start]]>>\ <<elseif $day is 2>><<back [[Click here to return to the start of the day|September 2nd- Start]]>>\ <<elseif $day is 3>><<back [[Click here to return to the start of the day|September 3rd- Start]]>>\ <<elseif $day is 4>><<back [[Click here to return to the start of the day|September 4th- Start]]>>\ <<elseif $day is 5>><<back [[Click here to return to the start of the day|September 5th- Start]]>>\ <<elseif $day is 6>><<back [[Click here to return to the start of the day|September 6th- Start]]>>\ <<elseif $day is 7>><<back [[Click here to return to the start of the day|September 7th- Start]]>>\ <<elseif $day is 8>><<back [[Click here to return to the start of the day|October 28th- Start]]>>\ <<elseif $day is 9>><<back [[Click here to return to the start of the day|October 29th- Start]]>>\ <<elseif $day is 10>><<back [[Click here to return to the start of the day|October 30th- Start]]>> <</if>>\ <</if>>

<<set $version to "1.3.1">> <<set $difficulty to "normal">> <<set $tutorialStateSave to "Intro Survey">> <<set $weekStartValues = { totalPrey: 0, totalEscaped: 0, pacifist: true, oralProficiency: 0, resilience: 0, strength: 0, capacity: 5, analProficiency: -3, unbirthProficiency: -3, rank: 0, fat: 0, breastFat: 0, buttFat: 0, reputation: ["none", "none"], relationships: [0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0], workedOut: 0 }>> <<set $interactiveDifficulty to 0>> <<set $graphicsSettings = { noPrey: false, theme: 0, background: 0, fancyUI: false, preemptive: 0 }>> <<set $weightGainMod to 1>> <<set $weightLossMod to 1>> <<set $breastGainMod to 1>> <<set $breastLossMod to 1>> <<set $buttGainMod to 1>> <<set $buttLossMod to 1>> <<set $weightBias to 50>> **Player Details** <<set $name to "Mary">> <<set $last to "Roe">> <<set $saveName to ($name + " " + $last)>> <<set $fcolor to "purple">> <<set $breastSize to 5>> <<set $fat to 10>> <<set $breastFat to 0>> <<set $breastBase to 5>> <<set $buttSize to 5>> <<set $buttFat to 0>> <<set $buttBase to 5>> <<set $weightFit to false>> <<set $outfit to "normal">> <<set $lastOutfit to "normal">> <<set $outfitState to "normal">> <<set $datingStatus to "single">> <<set $club to "none">> <<set $pacifist to true>> --becomes false as soon as you attempt to eat someone even once, used for occasional flavor text changes <<set $reputation to ["none", "none"]>> <<set $sex to 0>> <<set $playerWilling to 0>> <<set $playerHorny to 0>> <<set $playerTrouble to 0>> <<set $playerFreak to 0>> **Wardrobe** <<set $wardrobeUniform to false>> <<set $wardrobeLight to false>> <<set $wardrobeSkimpy to false>> <<set $aliceNecklace to false>> **Player Stats** <<set $skillLevel to 0>> <<set $strength to 0>> <<set $healthMax to 32>> <<set $health to 32>> <<set $staminaMax to 100>> <<set $stamina to 100>> <<set $resilience to 0>> <<set $oralProficiency to 0>> <<set $stomachStrength to 32>> <<set $analProficiency to -3>> <<set $intestineStrength to 0>> <<set $unbirthProficiency to -3>> <<set $wombStrength to 0>> **Stat Experience** <<set $strengthXP to 0>> <<set $strengthThreshold to 20>> <<set $resilienceXP to 0>> <<set $resilienceThreshold to 30>> <<set $oralXP to 0>> <<set $oralThreshold to 28>> <<set $analXP to 0>> <<set $analThreshold to 12>> <<set $unbirthXP to 0>> <<set $unbirthThreshold to 12>> **Timers And Suchlike** <<set $staminaRegenCap to 65>> <<set $staminaRegenMulti to 0.025>> <<set $overexerted to false>> <<set $digestionTimer to 0>> <<set $digestionThreshold to 1.6>> <<set $digestionEvent to false>> **Vore System Technical** <<set $turn to 0>> <<set $acidStage to 0>> <<set $success to 0>> <<set $progress to 0>> <<set $struggleDisplay to "none">> <<set $sceneHasDialogue to false>> <<set $sceneDialogueLink to "none">> <<set $sceneActionsLink to "none">> <<set $sceneDigestionLink to "none">> <<set $sceneNextLink to "none">> <<set $sceneHasExtra to false>> <<set $sceneExtraLink to "none">> <<set $sceneAttack to 0>> <<set $sceneDefense to 0>> <<set $braced to false>> <<set $lastAction to "none">> <<set $lastPlayerAction to "none">> <<set $healthThreshold to 4>> <<set $stomachHealth to 32>> (player) <<set $predSS to 32>> <<set $predHealth to 0>> <<set $predAttack to 0>> <<set $predDefense to 0>> <<set $predName to "!ERR:setPredName">> <<set $preySize to 0>> <<set $predAction to "none">> <<set $preyHealthMax to 24>> <<set $preyHealth to 24>> <<set $preyHealthThreshold to 4>> <<set $preyResilience to 0>> <<set $preyWeakened to 0>> <<set $preyVulnerable to 0>> <<set $preyName to "!ERR:setPreyName">> <<set $preyAction to "none">> <<set $lastPreyAction to "none">> <<set $preyFrustration to 0>> <<set $preyExhaustion to 0>> <<set $fromAnal to false>> <<set $analNonFatal to false>> <<set $analGaveUp to false>> <<set $depth to 0>> <<set $predAnalStrain to 0>> <<set $predAnalProficiency to 0>> <<set $analEscapeLink to "none">> <<set $analWillingIntoStomach to false>> <<set $noCrush to false>> <<set $noSqueeze to false>> <<set $noMassage to false>> <<set $noTaunt to false>> <<set $noShake to false>> <<set $noAllOut to false>> <<set $noStrongStruggle to false>> <<set $noWeakStruggle to false>> <<set $noNormalStruggle to false>> <<set $noBrace to false>> <<set $noGiveUp to false>> <<set $neutralDigestion to false>> <<set $usingAntacid to false>> <<set $probed to false>> <<set $noProbe to false>> <<set $noSoothe to false>> <<set $noKnead to false>> <<set $analSidebarDepthDisplay to ["At The Backdoor", "Colon", "Lower Small Intestine", "Upper Small Intestine", "Nearly In Stomach"]>> <<set $analFacing to 0>> <<set $arousal to 0>> <<set $arousalMax to 50>> <<set $noMasturbate to false>> <<set $noHump to false>> <<set $noPushDown to false>> <<set $unbirthNearEscape to false>> <<set $predArousalMax to 50>> <<set $predArousal to 0>> <<set $predPreferences to [1,1,1,1]>> <<set $predOrgasms to 0>> <<set $unbirthOrgasms to 0>> <<set $unbirthEnding to "none">> <<set $unbirthLength to 9>> <<set $predUnbirthProficiency to 0>> <<set $noUnbirthEscape to false>> **Vore Trackers** <<set $totalPrey to 0>>  <<set $totalEscaped to 0>>  <<set $lastPrey to "none">> (tracks the name of the last person you ate for easy reference) <<set $totalUnbirthOrgasms to 0>> <<set $currentlyDigesting to []>> (array of everyone currently digesting in your stomach) <<set $playerSize to 5>> -- your size based on fat for when other preds try to eat you **Digestion/Capacity** <<set $capacity to 5>> <<set $maxFullCap to 6>> <<set $capacityXP to 0>> <<set $capacityThreshold to 75>> <<set $digestion to 0>> <<set $fullness to 0>> **Misc** <<set $karma to 0>> <<set $showNumbers to false>> <<set $classicDisplay to false>> <<set $stage to 0>> (for dialogue in complex scenes) LEGACY VARIABLE: only ever used in some early dialogue, I've worked out better methods by now <<set $startBreastSize to 0>> <<set $startFat to 0>> <<set $startButtSize to 0>> <<set $alert to false>> <<set $aggressive to false>> <<set $workedOut to 0>> <<set $preyBetweenWeeks to [false, false, false, false, false]>> **Time** <<set $time to 0>> <<set $timeLast to 0>> <<set $timePassed to 0>> <<set $day to 0>> <<set $week to 0>>  <<set $introA to 0>> <<set $introLate to 0>> <<set $escapismA to 0>> <<set $escapismLate to 0>> <<set $anatomyA to 0>> <<set $anatomyLate to 0>> <<set $survivalA to 0>> <<set $survivalLate to 0>>  <<set $offCourse to false>> <<set $checkedFountain to false>> <<set $mandyEscaped to "ignored">> <<set $caughtLocation to "none">> <<set $escaped to "null">> <<set $promised to false>> <<set $samPromiseBroken to false>> <<set $tourMandy to false>> <<set $tourAlice to false>> <<set $tourSam to false>> <<set $tourLocker to false>> <<set $lockerChandra to "none">> <<set $lunchEmma to false>> <<set $lunchSam to false>> <<set $lunchOther to false>> <<set $cookoutEmma to false>> <<set $cookoutAlice to false>> <<set $cookoutJuniper to false>> <<set $cookoutGabby to false>> <<set $attackedMandyCookout to false>> <<set $aliceAteHannah to false>> <<set $emmaDitchedCookout to 0>>  <<set $folder to false>> <<set $breakfastSunny to false>> <<set $walkEmma to false>> <<set $class1WrongDoor to false>> <<set $wrongClassroomStars to "no">> <<set $promisedOlivia to false>> <<set $invitedToGym to false>> <<set $savedMandy to false>> <<set $chasedByMorgan to false>> <<set $day2LunchSkipped to false>> <<set $day2LunchAlone to false>> <<set $day2LunchEmma to false>> <<set $day2LunchLeah to false>> <<set $day2LunchCrew to false>> <<set $heardAboutTrial to 0>> <<set $tooFatToHelp to false>> <<set $leahInvited to false>> <<set $aliceAfterEscapism to false>> <<set $day2Hunt to "none">> <<set $lostAlex to false>> <<set $day2Workout to false>> <<set $leahHangout to false>> <<set $leahDitched to false>> <<set $matildaPleasured to false>> <<set $slateFailed to false>> <<set $day2HuntWithSam to "none">> <<set $day2SunnyFlirt to false>> -- **Day 3 Specific** -- <<set $day3LunchCouple to false>> <<set $day3LunchAlone to false>> <<set $day3LunchEmma to false>> <<set $day3DetourMovie to false>> <<set $escapismLabMina to false>> <<set $escapismLabHaley to false>> <<set $day3DormKey to "none">> <<set $day3EscapismLabFailed to false>> <<set $day3HuntSam to "none">> <<set $trialParticipant to false>> <<set $charlotteCoffee to false>> <<set $day3DinnerEmma to false>> <<set $day3DinnerCherry to false>> <<set $day3Workout to false>> <<set $trialSavedByNadia to false>> <<set $trialClaire to "win">> -- **Day 4 Specific** -- <<set $day4Workout to false>> <<set $wearingAliceNecklace to false>> <<set $day4LunchKayla to false>> <<set $day4BreakfastSam to false>> <<set $samMeetEmma to "none">> <<set $day4LunchMina to false>> <<set $day4MinaTrainingOffer to false>> <<set $samAteCassidy to false>> <<set $aliceKey to false>> <<set $tabletopMeetup to false>> <<set $emmaTrainForZoey to 0>> -- **Day 5 Specific** -- <<set $anatomyDemonstration to 0>> <<set $day5Zoey to false>> <<set $day5LunchSamAndLeila to false>> <<set $day5SamHangout to false>> <<set $day5SavedMandy to "none">> <<set $week1PartyMinaInvited to false>> <<set $day5SunnyExtended to 0>> <<set $day5DinnerMallory to false>> <<set $week1PartyMalloryInvited to false>> <<set $week1PartyLeahInvited to false>> <<set $day5LeahHangout to 0>> <<set $day5DinnerCrew to false>> <<set $coupleSwimInvitation to false>> <<set $day5ChandraApology to 0>> <<set $day5DinnerIzumi to false>> <<set $day5EmmaMovie to false>> -- **Day 6 Specific** -- <<set $day6BreakfastCherry to false>> <<set $cherryPartyCrash to false>> <<set $day6BreakfastBeli to false>> <<set $day6BreakfastEmma to false>> <<set $cherryDay6FullTour to false>> <<set $day6LunchNadia to false>> <<set $day6Workout to false>> <<set $kaylaWarnedAboutMallory to false>> <<set $week1PartyKaylaInvited to false>> <<set $kaylaTownInvitation to false>> <<set $day6AttemptedLunchAlice to false>> <<set $day6Hunt1 to "none">> <<set $day6ClaireReversal to 0>> <<set $day6SunnyHelpWithBetty to false>> <<set $tabletopHangoutReleasedNikki to false>> <<set $tabletopHangoutLost to false>> <<set $day6HuntWithSam to "none">> <<set $week1PartySamInvited to false>> <<set $emmaAteBetty to false>> <<set $day6HuntBettyEmma to false>> <<set $day6Hunt2 to "none">> <<set $day6Charlotte to false>> -- **Day 7 Specific** -- <<set $day7Workout to false>> <<set $kaylaWeek1TripChoice to "none">> <<set $day7Swim to false>> <<set $day7PartyHunt to 0>> <<set $day7TrashAliceDorm to false>> <<set $day7FedAlexToCherry to false>> <<set $day7Blackout to false>> <<set $cassidyParty to "none">> <<set $partyFaceSit to false>> <<set $day7TriedToEatKayla to false>> -- **Day 8 Specific** -- <<set $day8IntroLabFailed to true>> <<set $day8LunchLeah to false>> <<set $day8Maeve to 0>> <<set $day8Alice to "none">> <<set $day8DinnerLeila to false>> <<set $day8DinnerCherry to false>> <<set $day8LeilaHangout to 0>> <<set $day8EmmaHangout to false>> -- **Day 9 Specific** -- <<set $escapismLabAlice to false>> <<set $day9EscapismLabFailed to false>> <<set $day9Heist to 0>> <<set $day9LunchSunny to false>> <<set $halloweenKnowBooze to false>> <<set $day10SunnyYoga to false>> --not a typo, it's because the scene is tomorrow but you're locked in when you accept the invite this day <<set $day9Hunt to "none">> <<set $day9Book to false>> <<set $day9MinaTrain to 0>> <<set $samHalloween to 0>> <<set $day9SamHunt to 0>> <<set $leahHalloween to 0>> <<set $day9Workout to 0>> <<set $day9DinnerSam to false>> <<set $day9DinnerMina to false>> <<set $day9LeahBullied to false>> <<set $day9CatherineVorny to false>> <<set $day9Charlotte to 0>> <<set $day9EmmaAdvice to 0>> --**Day 10 Specific**-- <<set $day10BreakfastCouple to false>> <<set $day10BreakfastNadia to false>> <<set $day10StacyRescued to false>> <<set $day10Workout to 0>>  <<set $knowUniform to false>>  <<set $knowSlateBeef to 0>> --1 if you know Slate has some kind of beef with Selene Mercato <<set $knowAntacid to false>> <<set $knowStreamer to false>> <<set $knowMassage to false>>  <<set $eatenByCustodian to false>>  <<set $eatenByAnita to false>> <<set $eatenBySam to false>> <<set $eatenByAlice to false>> <<set $eatenByHannah to false>> <<set $eatenBySarah to false>> <<set $eatenByAliceCookout to false>> <<set $ateAnita to false>> <<set $ateMandy to false>> <<set $ateChandra to false>> <<set $ateMandyCookout to false>> <<set $ateGabby to false>> <<set $eatenByBetty to false>>  <<set $analByMatilda to false>> <<set $eatenByOlivia to false>> <<set $analByOlivia to false>> <<set $eatenByMorgan to false>> <<set $eatenByErika to false>> <<set $eatenByZoeyMulti to false>> <<set $eatenByLeila to false>> <<set $eatenBySlate to false>> <<set $eatenByAlex to false>> <<set $analAteOlivia to false>> <<set $ateAlex to false>> <<set $atePenny to false>> <<set $ateMina to false>> //this can be true without her getting digested <<set $ateMinaDay2 to false>> //this one is only if you digested <<set $eatenByAlesha to false>> -- 3rd Day <<set $eatenByBree to false>> <<set $unbirthedByNadia to false>> <<set $ateGina to false>> <<set $ateJackie to false>> <<set $ateAshley to false>> <<set $eatenBySunny to false>> -- 4th Day <<set $eatenByAliceDay4 to false>> <<set $analByJoan to false>> <<set $ateCassidy to false>> <<set $ateBethany to false>> <<set $ateApril to false>> <<set $unbirthedByJanet to false>> -- 5th Day <<set $eatenBySunnyRescue to false>> <<set $eatenByNicole to false>> <<set $ateNicole to false>> <<set $ateAmelia to false>> <<set $ateMandyDay5 to false>> <<set $ateMinaDay5TrainingBetrayal to false>> <<set $eatenByIzumi to false>> <<set $ateJackieDay5 to false>> <<set $eatenByCherry to false>> -- 6th Day <<set $eatenByKayla to false>> <<set $ateClaire to false>> <<set $eatenByClaire to false>> <<set $ateSadie to false>> <<set $analByOliviaMalloryAmbush to false>> <<set $eatenByOliviaMalloryAmbush to false>> <<set $ateNikki to false>> <<set $ateMaria to false>> <<set $ateBetty to false>> <<set $eatenBySamDay6 to false>> <<set $ateLian to false>> <<set $eatenByAliceDay7 to false>> -- 7th Day <<set $ateKayla to false>> <<set $ateChelsea to false>> <<set $eatenByMeghan to false>> <<set $ateRegina to false>> <<set $analByCherry to false>> <<set $atePartyGirl to false>> <<set $eatenByEmma to false>> <<set $eatenByVivian to false>> <<set $eatenByCassidy to false>> <<set $ateCassidyParty to false>> <<set $eatenByJada to false>> <<set $eatenBySunnyParty to false>> <<set $eatenByKris to false>> <<set $eatenByDarcy to false>> -- 8th Day <<set $ateMandyFinal to false>> <<set $eatenByMandy to false>> <<set $ateVickey to 0>> <<set $ateAmeliaDay8 to 0>> <<set $eatenByAliceDay8 to false>> <<set $ateCatherine to 0>> -- Day 9 <<set $eatenByLeahDay9 to false>> <<set $day9ArtistModel to 0>> <<set $ateTiffany to 0>> <<set $ateBettyDay9 to 0>> <<set $unbirthedByNadiaDay9 to false>> <<set $eatenByIliana to false>> -- Day 10 <<set $ateRobin to 0>> <<set $ateBrooke to 0>> <<set $ateElly to 0>> <<set $eatenByZoeyDay10 to false>> <<set $eatenByLily to false>> <<set $ateMaya to 0>> <<set $eatenByIzumiDay10 to false>> <<set $ateHaley to 0>>  <<set $samRel to 0>> <<set $emmaRel to 0>> <<set $aliceRel to 0>> <<set $leahRel to 0>> <<set $freshCoupleRel to 0>>  <<set $minaRel to 0>> <<set $malloryRel to 0>> <<set $kaylaRel to 0>> <<set $cherryRel to 0>> <<set $beliRel to 0>> <<set $leilaRel to 0>> <<set $nadiaRel to 0>> <<set $sunnyRel to 0>> <<set $charlotteRel to 0>>  <<set $juniperFavor to 0>> <<set $metProfSlate to false>> <<set $slateFavor to 0>> <<set $metProfSteria to false>> <<set $steriaFavor to 0>> <<set $boraFavor to 0>>//you can't miss you first class with her so no need for met tracker <<set $boraInfo1 to 0>> <<set $metProfStars to false>> <<set $starsFavor to 0>> <<set $metProfFlorida to false>> <<set $floridaFavor to 0>> <<set $floridaInfo1 to 0>>  <<set $samEnd to "alive">> <<set $metSam to false>> <<set $samRomancePlayerInit to 0>> <<set $samMax to 0>>  <<set $samMin to 0>>  <<set $samPhone to false>> <<set $samDorm to false>> <<set $samPrey to []>> <<set $samSidekick to 0>> <<set $samRival to 0>> <<set $samRivalLoss to 0>> <<set $samInfo1 to 0>> <<set $samInfo2 to 0>> <<set $samInfo3 to 0>> <<set $samInfo4 to 0>> <<set $samInfo5 to 0>> <<set $samInfo6 to 0>> <<set $samInfo7 to 0>> <<set $samInfo8 to 0>> <<set $samInfo9 to 0>> <<set $samInfo10 to 0>> <<set $samInfo11 to 0>> <<set $samInfo12 to 0>> <<set $samInquiry1 to 0>> <<set $samInquiry2 to 0>> <<set $samRelation1 to 0>> <<set $samPromised to false>> <<set $samMakeupPromise to false>> <<set $samKnowVorny to 0>>  <<set $emmaEnd to "alive">> <<set $emmaRomancePlayerInit to 0>> <<set $emmaMax to 0>> <<set $emmaMin to 0>> <<set $emmaPrey to []>> <<set $emmaCorruption to 0>> <<set $emmaInfo1 to 0>> <<set $emmaInfo3 to 0>> <<set $emmaInfo4 to 0>> <<set $emmaInfo5 to 0>> <<set $emmaInfo6 to 0>> <<set $emmaInfo7 to 0>> <<set $emmaInfo8 to 0>> <<set $emmaInfo9 to 0>> <<set $emmaInfo10 to 0>> <<set $emmaInfo11 to 0>> <<set $emmaRelation1 to 0>> <<set $emmaRelation2 to 0>> <<set $emmaRelation3 to 0>> <<set $emmaInquiry1 to 0>> <<set $emmaInquiry2 to 0>> <<set $emmaInjured to false>> <<set $emmaShoweredZoey to false>> <<set $emmaNoWeek1PartyPrey to false>> <<set $emmaRelation4 to false>>  <<set $aliceEnd to "alive">> <<set $metAlice to false>> <<set $aliceMax to 0>> <<set $aliceMin to 0>> <<set $alicePhone to false>> <<set $aliceDorm to false>> <<set $alicePrey to []>> <<set $aliceSimp to 0>> <<set $aliceDom to 0>> <<set $aliceTrue to 0>> <<set $aliceInfo1 to 0>> <<set $aliceInfo2 to 0>> <<set $aliceInfo3 to 0>> <<set $aliceRelation1 to 0>> <<set $aliceInquiry1 to 0>> <<set $aliceInquiry2 to 0>>  <<set $leahEnd to "alive">> <<set $leahRomancePlayerInit to 0>> <<set $metLeah to false>> <<set $leahMax to 0>> <<set $leahMin to 0>> <<set $leahPhone to false>> <<set $leahDorm to false>> <<set $leahPrey to []>> <<set $leahPamper to 0>> <<set $leahInfo1 to 0>> <<set $leahInfo2 to 0>> <<set $leahInfo3 to 0>> <<set $leahInfo4 to 0>> <<set $leahInfo5 to 0>> <<set $leahInfo6 to 0>> <<set $leahInfo7 to 0>> <<set $leahInquiry1 to 0>> <<set $leahInquiry2 to 0>> <<set $leahCare to 0>> <<set $leahVBully to 0>> <<set $leahAfterFirstClub to 0>> <<set $leahExperiencedPerv to 0>>  <<set $sarahEnd to "alive">> <<set $aleshaEnd to "alive">> <<set $metSarah to false>> <<set $metAlesha to false>> <<set $sarahPhone to false>> <<set $sarahDorm to false>> <<set $aleshaPhone to false>> <<set $aleshaDorm to false>> <<set $sarahPrey to []>> <<set $aleshaPrey to []>> <<set $freshCoupleMax to 0>> <<set $freshCoupleMin to 0>> <<set $freshCoupleInfo1 to 0>> <<set $freshCoupleInfo2 to 0>> <<set $freshCoupleInfo3 to 0>> <<set $freshCoupleInfo4 to 0>> <<set $aleshaInfo1 to 0>> <<set $aleshaInfo2 to 0>> <<set $aleshaInfo3 to 0>> <<set $aleshaInfo4 to 0>> <<set $aleshaRoommate to 0>> <<set $sarahInfo1 to 0>> <<set $sarahInfo2 to 0>> <<set $sarahInfo3 to 0>> <<set $sarahInfo4 to 0>> <<set $sarahInquiry1 to 0>> <<set $sarahRoommate to 0>>  <<set $metMina to false>> <<set $minaMax to 0>> <<set $minaMin to 0>> <<set $minaPhone to false>> <<set $minaDorm to false>> <<set $minaPrey to []>> <<set $minaInfo1 to 0>> <<set $minaInfo2 to 0>> <<set $minaInfo3 to 0>> <<set $minaInfo4 to 0>> <<set $minaSaved to 0>> <<set $minaEnd to "alive">> <<set $minaEscapeTraining to 0>> <<set $minaPred to 0>>  <<set $malloryEnd to "alive">> <<set $metMallory to false>> <<set $malloryMax to 0>> <<set $malloryMin to 0>> <<set $malloryPhone to false>> <<set $malloryDorm to false>> <<set $malloryPrey to []>> <<set $malloryAce to 0>> <<set $malloryUseful to 0>> <<set $malloryInfo1 to 0>> <<set $malloryInfo2 to 0>> <<set $malloryInfo3 to 0>> <<set $malloryInquiry1 to 0>> <<set $malloryInquiry2 to 0>> <<set $malloryAttention1 to false>> <<set $malloryAttention2 to false>> <<set $malloryAttention3 to 0>> <<set $malloryAttention4 to 0>> <<set $malloryAttention5 to 0>> <<set $malloryTargetKayla to 0>>  <<set $metKayla to false>> <<set $kaylaEnd to "alive">> <<set $kaylaMax to 0>> <<set $kaylaMin to 0>> <<set $kaylaPhone to false>> <<set $kaylaDorm to false>> <<set $kaylaPrey to []>> <<set $kaylaInfo1 to 0>> <<set $kaylaInfo2 to 0>> <<set $kaylaInfo3 to 0>> <<set $kaylaInfo4 to 0>> <<set $kaylaInfo5 to 0>> <<set $kaylaInfo6 to 0>> <<set $kaylaInfo7 to 0>> <<set $kaylaInfo8 to 0>> <<set $kaylaInfo9 to 0>>  <<set $cherryEnd to "alive">> <<set $metCherry to false>> <<set $cherryMax to 0>> <<set $cherryMin to 0>> <<set $cherryPhone to false>> <<set $cherryDorm to false>> <<set $cherryPrey to []>> <<set $cherryInfo1 to 0>> <<set $cherryInfo2 to 0>> <<set $cherryInfo3 to 0>> <<set $cherryInfo4 to 0>> <<set $cherryInfo5 to 0>> <<set $cherryInfo6 to 0>> <<set $cherryInfo7 to 0>> <<set $cherryAnalTease to 0>> <<set $cherryInquiry1 to 0>> <<set $cherryTeachAnal to 0>>  <<set $beliEnd to "alive">> <<set $metBeli to false>> <<set $beliMax to 0>> <<set $beliMin to 0>> <<set $beliPhone to false>> <<set $beliDorm to false>> <<set $beliPrey to []>> <<set $beliInfo1 to 0>> <<set $beliInfo2 to 0>> <<set $beliInfo3 to 0>> <<set $beliInfo4 to 0>> <<set $beliInfo5 to 0>> <<set $beliSnitch1 to 0>> <<set $beliSnitch2 to 0>> <<set $beliAccomplice to 0>> <<set $beliTrouble to 0>>  <<set $leilaEnd to "alive">> <<set $metLeila to false>> <<set $leilaMax to 0>> <<set $leilaMin to 0>> <<set $leilaPhone to false>> <<set $leilaDorm to false>> <<set $leilaPrey to []>> <<set $leilaInfo1 to 0>> <<set $leilaInfo2 to 0>> <<set $leilaInfo3 to 0>> <<set $leilaInfo4 to 0>> <<set $leilaInfo5 to 0>> <<set $leilaInfo6 to 0>> <<set $leilaInfo7 to 0>> <<set $leilaInquiry1 to 0>>  <<set $nadiaEnd to "alive">> <<set $metNadia to false>> <<set $nadiaMax to 0>> <<set $nadiaMin to 0>> <<set $nadiaPhone to false>> <<set $nadiaDorm to false>> <<set $nadiaPrey to []>> <<set $nadiaSex to 0>> <<set $nadiaClimax to 0>> <<set $nadiaUnbirthOrgasms to 0>> <<set $nadiaTeachUnbirth to 0>> <<set $nadiaInfo1 to 0>> <<set $nadiaInfo2 to 0>> <<set $nadiaInfo3 to 0>> <<set $nadiaInfo4 to 0>> <<set $nadiaInfo5 to 0>>  <<set $sunnyEnd to "alive">> <<set $metSunny to false>> <<set $sunnyMax to 0>> <<set $sunnyMin to 0>> <<set $sunnyPhone to false>> <<set $sunnyDorm to false>> <<set $sunnyPrey to []>> <<set $sunnyFlirt to 0>> <<set $sunnyNick to false>> <<set $sunnyInfo1 to 0>> <<set $sunnyInfo2 to 0>> <<set $sunnyInfo3 to 0>> <<set $sunnyInquiry1 to 0>> <<set $sunnyRelation1 to 0>> **Charlotte Specific Trackers** <<set $charlotteEnd to "alive">> <<set $metCharlotte to false>> <<set $charlotteMax to 0>> <<set $charlotteMin to 0>> <<set $charlottePhone to false>> <<set $charlotteDorm to false>> <<set $charlottePrey to []>> <<set $charlotteInfo1 to 0>> <<set $charlotteInquiry1 to 0>> **Maeve Trackers** <<set $metMaeve to false>> <<set $metMatilda to false>> <<set $maeveSisterRelation to 0>> <<set $maeveDisrespect to 0>> **Misc Character Trackers** (minor characters that I just need to be able to check if you've met before) <<set $metBetty to false>> <<set $metCassidy to false>> <<set $metClaire to false>> <<set $metPenny to false>> <<set $metErika to false>> <<set $metZoey to false>> <<set $metMiranda to false>> <<set $metJanet to false>> <<set $janetWilling to true>> <<set $metMorgan to false>> <<set $metDonna to false>> <<set $metBrit to false>> <<set $metIzumi to false>> <<set $metCynthia to false>> <<set $ellyAppeal to 0>> <<set $showedBettyMercy to false>> <<set $savedMandy to false>> <<set $bettyEaten to false>> <<set $cassidyEaten to false>> <<set $ameliaBathroomScene to false>> **Tabletop Club Stuff** <<set $dungeonCharacter to "human">> <<set $dungeonName to "Gwendolyn">> <<set $dungeonLast to "Falk">> <<set $dungeonHealth to ({ current: 115, max: 115 })>> <<set $dungeonStomach to 0>> //how many people you've currently swallowed, tabtop tracker is not nearly as advanced as real game so it's purely up to me if I let you eat someone <<set $dungeonVoreMessage to "">> //just directly set what the sidebar should show for digestion since there isn't a full time tracker <<set $dungeonAte to 0>> //how many prey you've had in tabletop <<set $dungeonLevel to 3>> //likely arbitrarily set each week and not actually that important <<set $dungeonEatenByKirasha to false>> <<set $dungeonRaisa to 0>> <<set $dungeonLiedOnRoll to false>> <<set $morganFavor to 0>> <<set $dungeonEatenByGuardian to false>> **Cooking Club** <<set $kiraFavor to 0>> <<set $cookingClubIzumi to false>> <<set $cookingBreakfastBattle to 0>> <<set $cookingCherryAnalHaley to false>> **Swim Team** <<set $captainFavor to 0>> <<set $swim1Passed to false>> //only true if you impressed, neutral is still false but their favor is 0 instead of -1 <<set $joanSwim1Bully to 0>> <<set $swim2Passed to 0>> <<set $swim2Lily to false>> <<set $swim2MeghanEaten to false>>

<<set $caughtLocation to "upstairs">>You head for the stairs, making your way up to the short walkway on the second floor. On the opposite wall is a large doorway leading into an elevated indoor track that overlooks the main gym. To the left is an unmarked door, possibly another supply closet. <<if $checkedFountain>>You don't see any sign of the girls up here, but it might be worth investigating.<</if>> <<link "Check the track">> <<set _checkType to "prey">> <<set _baseline to 14>> <<set _modifier to 8>> <<include "voreCheck">> <<if _swallow>> <<goto "Off Course- Caught">> <<else>> <<set $stamina -= 12>> <<goto "Off Course- Escape Custodian">> <</if>> <</link>> <<link "Check the door">> <<set _checkType to "prey">> <<set _baseline to 10>> <<set _modifier to 8>> <<include "voreCheck">> <<if _swallow>> <<goto "Off Course- Caught">> <<else>> <<set $stamina -= 12>> <<goto "Off Course- Escape Custodian">> <</if>> <</link>> <<link "Head back downstairs">> <<set _checkType to "prey">> <<set _baseline to 10>> <<set _modifier to 8>> <<include "voreCheck">> <<if _swallow>> <<goto "Off Course- Caught">> <<else>> <<set $stamina -= 12>> <<goto "Off Course- Escape Custodian">> <</if>> <</link>>

You go to check the bathroom, only to jump back in surprise as the door opens from the other side. Standing in the doorway is a tall, muscular woman with short red hair pulling a cart of cleaning supplies. She's wearing a purple one piece uniform that goes down to her knees and a pair of bright yellow gloves. There's a pin on her chest that reads "Nora". "Hey! Tour's not 'till later today, what're ya doin' in here?" She calls out in a somewhat gruff voice, giving you a stern look. <<linkreplace "I just needed to use the bathroom">><<append "#dialogue">>"I just needed to use the bathroom ma'am," you say as innocently as you can. "There's a bathroom in the main hall lass, and I just finished cleanin' this one. Now scram, you ain't supposta be here!" She jabs her finger toward the door. <<set $counter += 1>><<replace "#choices">>[[Hurry back to the square->September 1st- Arrival]]<</replace>> <</append>><</linkreplace>><<linkreplace " I'm looking for two girls who came in earlier">><<append "#dialogue">>"I'm actually looking for two girls who came in earlier, have you seen them?" you tell her.<<set $counter += 1>> "No, and none of ya are supposta be in here at all!" She looks to be in a terrible mood, and you swear you just heard her stomach growl. <<if $counter > 1>><<set $caught to 1>><<set $caughtLocation to "bathroom">><<goto "Off Course- Caught">><</if>> <</append>><</linkreplace>><<linkreplace " You must have the wrong time">><<append "#dialogue">>"Uh, I'm on the tour, everyone else is just around the corner. You must have the wrong time," you tell her, trying to lie your way out of this.<<set $counter += 1>> She scowls at you, "No, I'm quite sure I don't. Do ya take me for a fool?" Maybe it was a trick of the light, but you swear you just saw her lick her lips. <<if $counter > 1>><<set $caught to 1>><<set $caughtLocation to "bathroom">><<goto "Off Course- Caught">><</if>> <</append>><</linkreplace>><<link " Run away">> <<if (random(1,6) < 5)>> <<set $caughtLocation to "ran">> <<goto "Off Course- Caught">> <<else>> <<set $escaped to "custodian">> <<goto "September 1st- Arrival">> <</if>> <</link>> <<linkreplace "Try to eat her">><<append "#dialogue">>You briefly consider trying to get out of this by making a meal of the custodian, but think better of it. She's huge and probably has to deal with students from the school all the time--you don't stand a chance without any training. Plus, not having gone to orientation yet, you don't know what the policy about eating staff is. <</append>><</linkreplace>>

<<set $eatenByCustodian to true>><<set $predName to "Nora">><<set $predSS to 80>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "Custodian_PreyStruggle">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "Custodian(TEXT)">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "Custodian_Actions">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Custodian- Escape">><<if $caughtLocation is "upstairs">>Before you can go anywhere, someone puts their hand on your shoulder from behind. You jump forward in surprise and whip around to see who the offender is. Standing just in front of you at the top of the stairs is a tall, muscular woman with short red hair wearing a purple one piece uniform that goes down to her knees. She looks rather annoyed. "Mind explainin' what yer doin' up here lass? Buildin's not open to students until the tour later today" she says in a gruff voice. You notice a pin on her chest that reads "Nora". You panic. Why //are// you even in here? Breaking the rules before you've even checked in just to follow two girls you don't know? What were you thinking? Too taken off guard to come up with an excuse, you try to make a break for the other staircase. You barely make it anywhere before the woman grabs one of your arms and stops you in your tracks. "Oy ya brat! Answer me when I ask ye a question! Are you even a student here?" she growls, pulling you in closer. A loud groan from her stomach sends a chill down your spine. "Nevermind, I don't care."<<elseif $caughtLocation is "bathroom">>"I've had enough'a your excuses ye brat! I'll not let ya keep lyin' to my face" the woman growls at you, pulling you closer and grabbing your shoulders.<<elseif $caughtLocation is "return">>"Fine, whatever" you tell Sam in a grumpy tone, somewhat offended. You weakly get back to your feet, still not back at 100% after the ordeal of Anita's escape. Sam has already stopped paying attention to you, focused entirely on massaging her Anita-filled belly. You walk back to the door that led into the room in disappointment--this was really a big waste of time. The door clicks shut behind you as you wander back into the hall, heading for the exit so you can go to check-in like you were supposed to. However, as you turn the corner you freeze. "Oy! What're ya doin' in here?" Walking towards you from the supply closet is a tall, muscular woman with short red hair wearing a purple one piece uniform that goes down to her knees. And she looks pissed. You think about making a break for it, but you barely have any energy left. "No one's suppost'a be here until the tour later. Ye 'ave permission to be here?" she growls at you, now standing right in your face. You notice she's wearing a nametag that reads "Nora". She seems to be in a terrible mood. "I'm just... there was..." you stutter weakly, not sure what the best approach is here. The woman raises an eyebrow, noticing your pale face and the fact that you're still clutching your stomach with one hand. She grabs the front of your shirt and pulls you in close. "Well? Out with it! Are ya sick or somethin'?" she shouts. "There's a-another-" you start. A loud groan erupts from her stomach, cutting you off and sending a chill down your spine. "Nevermind, I don't care."<<elseif $caughtLocation is "ran">>You try to flee, but you've barely even turned around when the woman grabs the back of your shirt. "Oy! Where d'ya think you're going? I asked ya a question." "I'm terribly sorry ma'am, I was just poking around a bit before orientation. I'll head back to the main hall right away!" You blurt out nervously. You knew you shouldn't have risked coming in here, you don't even know who those girls were! "Ya know you're not allowed in here before check in, yeah?" You nod your head slowly. You make an attempt to back away from her, but she's still got a grip on you. "And d'ya know what we do with rulebreakers here?"<<else>>You start to head down the hall to check out the pool, but you stop in your tracks as a gruff voice calls out from behind you. "Oy! What're ya doin' in here?" You whip around to see who you're dealing with. Walking towards you from the now-open bathroom is a tall, muscular woman with short red hair wearing a purple one piece uniform that goes down to her knees. A cart of cleaning supplies sits next to the open bathroom door--she must be a custodian. "No one's supposta be here until the tour later. Ye 'ave permission to be here?" she growls at you, now standing right in your face. You notice she's wearing a nametag that reads "Nora". She seems to be in a terrible mood. "I-I'm just a bit lost ma'am, I saw these two girls come this way and thought-" you whimper, trying to back away towards the door. The woman grabs the front of your shirt and pulls you closer. "I don't want ta hear your excuses lass, there's only three buildings on the damn campus! Ye know yer not allowed in here, and I ain't feelin' much for forgiveness right now." Her stomach lets out a loud groan.<</if>> Before there's even time to respond she lunges forward and you find your head squeezed into the woman's mouth. She wastes no time swallowing you down--with a loud gulp you feel your head get dragged into the tight embrace of her throat. You try to fight back, but she's got your arms held tight, and the constriction from her throat muscles prevents you from screaming or calling out. With another swallow you're brought in up to your shoulders. A moment later you feel your world turn upside down--she's lifting your body up over her head! You desperately kick your legs to try and throw her off balance, but your efforts are wasted, and with the assistance of gravity you practically fall straight into her stomach, curling up into a ball within the tight walls. She lets out a mighty belch as the last of you drops into her gut. @@color:orange;You have been overpowered.@@ "Aahh, that hit the spot. Thanks for the meal lass, I had ta skip breakfast thi'smornin, but you'll keep me full well past the end of my shift." You can feel her slap her bulging gut, shaking the chamber all around you. The walls of her stomach are already getting to work kneading and squeezing your saliva coated body. Strange gurgles and groans echo around you as she moves, evidently continuing her work. This isn't how you expected your first day to go.<<set $sceneAttack to 0>><<set $sceneDefense to 0>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "preyOptions">></div>

<<set $time to 8.75>><<include "TIME">>You decide that it's probably safer to stay hidden, at least until you know what they're up to. This is a vore academy after all--you wouldn't want to get eaten on your first day! Of course, if things work out right you might be able to nab //yourself// a meal before you've even checked in. Being careful not to make a sound, you creep up to the door and put your ear against the wood. It's a bit muffled, but you have no trouble making out what the two are saying: "See? I told you, when they're cleaning they keep all the rooms unlocked. We just have to keep an eye out for whatever janitor is in here," says a girl with a somewhat husky voice. "Wow you were right, now we've got the whole pool to ourselves! That's so awesome that your sister goes here, you've gotta have all the inside information!" comes a high-pitched, energetic voice in response. You hear a light splashing sound--they probably dipped their legs into the pool. "Yeah, it's pretty great. Already got an in with the upperclassmen too." "Lucky! Maybe some of that rep will rub off on me if I hang around you," the second girl giggles. "I wish I brought a bathing suit." "Eh, we don't have that long before we need to check in anyway. While we're here though I //do// have an idea for how to get you in on my 'good rep'." "Really?" the second girl chirps. "Oh yeah," the first girl says, sounding like she's holding back laughter, "just sit tight." Neither of the girls say anything for a moment, then you start to hear a lot of panicked splashing. The splashing continues for almost a minute, growing more frantic as time goes on, then abruptly stops. After a brief silence, a loud belch rips through the air, followed by a soft splash of water like before. [[Bail, one of them just ate the other!->September 1st- Arrival]] [[Go in, she can't possibly eat you too->Off Course- Pool 3]]

<<set $time to 8.75>><<include "TIME">><<set $metSam to true>>Not seeing any reason to be wary, you follow them inside. The intense scent of chlorine permeates the air as you enter into the spacious room. The walls are white and rather barren other than a few purple and white banners hanging beneath the windows on the far side. Most of the floor space is taken up by the pool, which doesn't appear to have its swim lanes set up at the moment. Sitting at the edge of the shallows are the two girls you saw earlier. On the left is a somewhat tan girl with short blonde hair wearing a light blue dress. The girl sitting to her right is ghostly pale with sunken eyes and long black hair, sporting a simple black t-shirt with some kind of logo on it. "Hello!" you say in an upbeat tone. "I thought I saw some people come in here." "...Hi," the dark haired girl says quietly, looking annoyed. "Hey, I'm Anita! Come on and join us, the water feels great on your legs!" the blonde beams at you. "What's your name?" "$name," you say, walking towards the edge of the pool. Your stomach growls, sensing an opportunity for a meal. It'd be risky with the two of them so close together, and there's no way you can fit both, but eating someone before orientation has even started would be a great way to show the other students that you shouldn't be messed with. [[Sit with them->Off Course- Pool 2]] <<link "Try to eat Anita">> <<set $pacifist to false>> <<set _checkType to "oral">> <<set _baseline to 9>> <<set _modifier to 0>> <<include "voreCheck">> <<if _swallow>> <<goto "Off Course- Eat Anita">> <<else>> <<goto "Off Course- Pool: Fail">> <<set $stamina -= 9>> <</if>> <</link>> [[Try to eat the dark haired girl->Off Course- Eaten By Anita]]

<<set $escaped to "custodian">><<set $time to 9.5>><<include "TIME">>You keep up your onslaught, punishing her stomach with everything you can muster. The custodian is groaning in pain by now, plagued by fits of belching from her stomach's shifting contents. You manage to squirm your right arm into a position above your head and, after feeling around for the sphincter, dare to thrust it back up into her esophagus. Instantly the chamber squeezes down hard all over your body, practically rocketing you out and back up her throat. In only a few seconds your bile-coated body returns to the outside world, accompanied by a cacophony of disgusting squelches and gagging sounds. You take a moment to regain your bearings as your former predator lies doubled over on the ground in the midst of a coughing fit. <<if $turn > 7>>You hadn't even noticed while inside her, but you realize now that you're completely naked, any trace of your clothes melted away inside her gut. You immediately move your hands to cover your exposed body and rush away from your would-be predator.<<elseif $turn > 2>>Her stomach did quite a number on your clothes, but you did it, you're free!<<else>>You're completely drenched in slimy fluids, but you did it, you're free!<</if>><<if $turn < 8>> For a moment you consider the possibility of returning the favor while she's weak, but decide that check in is more important--you're definitely late by now!<</if>> <<include "playerPreyEscape">>[[Hurry back to the square->September 1st- Arrival]]

<<set $metSam to true>><<set $samPrey.push({name: "Anita", status: "fodder", details: "none"})>>\ Confident that you'll be safe with her belly already full, you gently open the door and walk in--you've already wasted this much time following them, may as well try to make a friend. The intense scent of chlorine permeates the air as you enter into the spacious room. The walls are white and rather barren other than a few purple and white banners hanging beneath the windows on the far side. Most of the floor space is taken up by the pool, which doesn't appear to have its swim lanes set up at the moment. Sitting at the edge of the shallows is a very pale girl with long black hair and a massive, shifting gut. "Uh... hi..." she says, giving you a wary look. It was the first voice you'd heard, as you figured. She has a few freckles scattered across her cheeks and slightly sunken blue eyes. "Hey! I'm $name, I saw some people come in here and thought I'd check it out," you say as you move towards her across the tiled floor, opting for a friendly approach. "Name's Sam... you know you're not supposed to go anywhere else before you check in, right?" <<linkreplace "I could ask you the same question">> <<set $stage to 1>> <<append "#main">> <<include "Off Course- Pool 3(TEXT)">> <</append>> <<replace "#choices">> Gesturing to her stomach, you say: <<linkreplace "She wasn't very bright, was she?">> <<set $stage to 2>> <<append "#main">> <<include "Off Course- Pool 3(TEXT)">> <</append>> <<replace "#choices">> <<linkreplace "You're just food now">> <<set $stage to 3>> <<append "#main">> <<include "Off Course- Pool 3(TEXT)">> <</append>> <</linkreplace>> <<linkreplace "I don't think there's much I can do for you now">> <<set $stage to 4>> <<append "#main">> <<include "Off Course- Pool 3(TEXT)">> <</append>> <</linkreplace>> <</replace>> <</linkreplace>> <<linkreplace "You probably shouldn't have eaten her on the first day">> <<set $stage to 5>> <<append "#main">> <<include "Off Course- Pool 3(TEXT)">> <</append>> <<replace "#choices">> <<linkreplace "I'm just saying, it's not cool">> <<set $stage to 6>> <<append "#main">> <<include "Off Course- Pool 3(TEXT)">> <</append>> <</linkreplace>> <<linkreplace "I don't think there's much I can do for you now">> <<set $stage to 7>> <<append "#main">> <<include "Off Course- Pool 3(TEXT)">> <</append>> <</linkreplace>> <</replace>> <</linkreplace>> <</replace>> <</linkreplace>>

<<set $time to 9.75>><<include "TIME">><<if $samRel > 0>>You get back up onto your feet and offer Sam your hand, helping her stand back up with the added weight of her sloshing gut. "Thanks," she says as the two of you walk back towards the entrance.<<else>>You and Sam get up from the pool, her gut sloshing around as she struggles to her feet under the extra weight. You walk back over to the entrance of the pool together.<</if>> The gurgling and groaning from her digestion has only gotten louder since the struggling stopped, echoing through the pool room. "Wait," Sam says just as you're about to open the door. "There's a janitor in here somewhere, and she'll hear me coming a mile away with this gut. Can you go make sure the coast is clear before I leave?" "Uh, sure. I'll go take a peek around the corner," you tell her. You gently open the door, sliding out and closing it behind you as quietly as you can. There doesn't seem to be anyone further down the hall, so you sneak back to the corner and peek around as discretely as possible. Just as you start looking, a tall redheaded woman comes out of the supply closet, but she doesn't seem to see you. You can't tell what it is she's holding in her hands, probably some kind of cleaner. She heads upstairs without ever acknowledging you. You aren't sure exactly where she went, but the sound of a door clicking shut confirms for you that she's out of the way. You head back to the pool and open the door for Sam. "The coast is clear, I just saw her head up to the second floor. If we hurry we should be able to get out of here before she has time to see us even if she //does// hear you." "Sounds good, let's book it!" Sam says, rushing out the door. You follow suit and the two of you run, or at least as close to a running pace as Sam can manage with the extra bulk of Anita, back to the front doors and out of the building, not looking back to see if you were spotted. You both stop at the fountain to catch your breath. "Whew, I //*hic*// think we're good. Geez, at this rate I'm //*hic*// gonna need a replacement for her by this //*hic*// afternoon," Sam says, plagued by hiccups after stirring up her stomach so much. <<if $samRel > 0>>"You don't have any plans later, right?" she adds with a wink. You both laugh.<</if>> "Well, It's probably about time we get to the front desk" you say, looking around at the empty courtyard. "It looks like everyone else is already checked in.<<if $samRel > 0>> Or 'occupied'," you add, prodding her gut.<<else>>"<</if>> The two of you start to walk towards the main hall together. Just outside the door, Sam pauses and says: "Hey, thanks for //*hic*// being the lookout back there. I totally would've //*hic*// gotten caught by that janitor if I'd just gone for it." "Don't mention it! I didn't even know she was in there, so I would have been screwed without you," you say with a smile. <<Sam 1>> [[Enter the main hall->September 1st- Front Desk 3]]

Not wanting to take any risks, you slide off your socks and sneakers and take a seat next to Anita. "You're lucky you saw us come in! Most people probably think this building's all locked down right now, but they actually keep all the doors open while they're cleaning so we get to have the pool all to ourselves! Sam told me that, she's got a sister that goes here so she's got all sorts of inside information!" Anita babbles. <<set $samInfo1 to 1>> <<link "Awesome! I wish I brought my suit with me">> <<set $samRel -= 1>> <<set _checkType to "prey">> <<set _baseline to 14>> <<set _modifier to 3>> <<include "voreCheck">> <<if _swallow>> <<goto "Off Course- Sam Strikes">> <<else>> <<set $stamina -= 8>> <<goto "Off Course- Sam Fails">> <</if>> <</link>> <<link "Good to know">> <<if random(1,6) <= 3>> <<set _checkType to "prey">> <<set _baseline to 14>> <<set _modifier to 3>> <<include "voreCheck">> <<if _swallow>> <<goto "Off Course- Sam Strikes">> <<else>> <<set $stamina -= 8>> <<goto "Off Course- Sam Fails">> <</if>> <<else>> <<append "#main">><<set $samSidekick += 1>>"Good to know," you say, a little taken aback by how much information she's ready to give someone she just met, but interested to see how much you can get out of her. "Yeah right? I'm liking this little group we've got going, we can all help each other out! Let's get to know each other a bit better. What's your favorite color?" Anita chirps. While Anita's looking at you expectantly, the dark haired girl, presumably Sam, leans forward so you can see her face. She shifts her eyes towards Anita, then looks back at you and winks. You're pretty sure you get the message. "Uh, probably $fcolor," you tell her, trying to keep her attention. "But it changes from time to time. What about you?" Still focused on you, she replies: "Oh my gosh me too! It's so hard to pick just one! I'm usually pretty crazy about green though... Oh! Or maybe--//mmph//!" Before she can finish answering, Sam grabs her from behind and shoves Anita's head into her mouth. With a loud //*GULP*// Sam starts to work her way down the girl's body. Anita tries to get away, but Sam has her arms locked down and her legs flail uselessly in and out of the pool, splashing water everywhere. As Sam makes it down to the girl's fairly generous chest, Anita changes her approach and tries to throw herself into the pool by pushing against the wall with her legs. You intervene, grabbing her legs and pulling them up onto your lap to move her into a better position for Sam. You hear a muffled scream of outrage from somewhere in Sam's chest. Sam makes fairly short work of her meal, moving down over her midriff in just a few more swallows. With a bit of assistance from you, she lifts Anita's legs up over her head. Between gravity and Sam's throat muscles, it only takes a few seconds for the rest of the girl to vanish into the rapidly expanding prison of Sam's gut. A massive belch echoes through the room as the last of her is sealed away. "Thanks for the //*urp*// help, $name was it?" Sam says, patting her distended belly. "Yeah, no problem, I was thinking of doing the same thing. She wasn't very bright, was she?" you ask, staring at the shifting bulges in her stomach. "Haha, I know right?" she laughs, "I mean, it was so //*urp*// fucking obvious what I was planning when I brought her all the way in here." Two large bulges suddenly press out from either side of her stomach, causing Sam to groan and double over a bit. "HEY, I TRUSTED YOU JERK! And $name I can't believe you helped her! What did I do to you!?" Anita cries out from inside Sam. "You're just food now honey, settle in," you taunt. Sam gets a big grin on her face at your response, but then winces as her prey starts to thrash around in frustration. "Looks like she's giving you a bit of trouble, want some help?" you offer. Sam smiles and pulls her left leg out of the pool, sliding it to the side across the tiles so that her belly is facing you. "Be my guest." You scoot a little bit closer and gently place your hands on her gut. The flesh is soft and warm, and you can easily make out the form of the girl inside. You start to slowly rub your hands rhythmically around it, applying a bit of extra pressure whenever you feel Anita acting up. Sam leans back in satisfaction, using her arms to support herself. She's blushing a little bit. "Mmm, that's nice. Thanks." "No problem, I hate unruly prey" you say, continuing your massage. "So, what's your story?" she asks "Like, why'd you decide to come to MVA." "Vore's pretty much the only thing I'm any good at," you joke. "I figured I might as well take it all the way." "Ha, I guess that's fair enough. I'm kinda following in my sister's footsteps, she's a senior here.<<set $samInfo1 to 1>> Plus, I //love// eating people, a stuffed, squirming gut is one of the best feelings in the world" she says, deliberately pushing out a burp to taunt the girl still struggling in her stomach. "I once got expelled from high school for eating one of the teachers."<<set $samInfo2 to 1>> "Holy shit, no way!" "Mm-hmm," she nods, "it was a great day. He totally had it coming too." The two of you keep chatting away for a while, talking about hobbies and past vore-related escapades. You keep massaging her squirming belly while you talk, feeling it slowly get softer until you can't really make out any definite shape beneath the skin. "I'm pretty sure Anita is gone," you say, moving your hands back to your side. "Let me check," Sam says. She tenses all of her stomach muscles, shrinking and squeezing her massive gut. A gross, squelching //*crack*// sound comes from her stomach, followed by a massive belch. "//*OOORP*// Oooh yeah, she's done" she giggles. With whatever's left inside compacted, her stomach stays at a somewhat smaller size. <<Sam 1>><<set $samPrey.push({name: "Anita", status: "fodder", details: "none"})>> "Guess we should probably go check in now, we don't wanna be too late," she says. <</append>> <<replace "#choices">>[["Yeah, let's get out of here"->Off Course- Leave With Sam]]<</replace>> <</if>> <</link>> <<link "Woah, slow down there">> <<append "#main">><<set $samSidekick += 1>>"Woah, slow down there, my ears can only handle so much at once," you say, taken aback by how much information she's ready to give to someone she just met. The dark haired girl, presumably Sam, chuckles slightly under her breath and Anita blushes. "O-Oh, sorry. I know I can be a bit of a chatterbox" she says sheepishly. "How about we get to know each other!" she beams, bouncing back already. "What's your favorite color?" While Anita's looking at you expectantly, Sam leans forward so you can see her face. She shifts her eyes towards Anita, then looks back at you and winks. You're pretty sure you get the message. "Uh, probably $fcolor," you tell her, trying to keep her attention. "But it changes from time to time. What about you?" Still focused on you, she replies: "Oh my gosh me too! It's so hard to pick just one! I'm usually pretty crazy about green though... Oh! Or maybe--//mmph//!" Before she can finish answering, Sam grabs her from behind and shoves Anita's head into her mouth. With a loud //*GULP*// Sam starts to work her way down the girl's body. Anita tries to get away, but Sam has her arms locked down and her legs flail uselessly in and out of the pool, splashing water everywhere. As Sam makes it down to the girl's fairly generous chest, Anita changes her approach and tries to throw herself into the pool by pushing against the wall with her legs. You intervene, grabbing her legs and pulling them up onto your lap to move her into a better position for Sam. You hear a muffled scream of outrage from somewhere in Sam's chest. Sam makes fairly short work of her meal, moving down over her midriff in just a few more swallows. With a bit of assistance from you, she lifts Anita's legs up over her head. Between gravity and Sam's throat muscles, it only takes a few seconds for the rest of the girl to vanish into the rapidly expanding prison of Sam's gut. A massive belch echoes through the room as the last of her is sealed away. "Thanks for the //*urp*// help, $name was it?" Sam says, patting her distended belly. "Yeah, no problem, I was thinking of doing the same thing. She wasn't very bright, was she?" you ask, staring at the shifting bulges in her stomach. "Haha, I know right?" she laughs, "I mean, it was so //*urp*// fucking obvious what I was planning when I brought her all the way in here." Two large bulges suddenly press out from either side of her stomach, causing Sam to groan and double over a bit. "HEY, I TRUSTED YOU JERK! And $name I can't believe you helped her! What did I do to you!?" Anita cries out from inside Sam. "You're just food now honey, settle in," you taunt. Sam gets a big grin on her face at your response, but then winces as her prey starts to thrash around in frustration. "Looks like she's giving you a bit of trouble, want some help?" you offer. Sam smiles and pulls her left leg out of the pool, sliding it to the side across the tiles so that her belly is facing you. "Be my guest." You scoot a little bit closer and gently place your hands on her gut. The flesh is soft and warm, and you can easily make out the form of the girl inside. You start to slowly rub your hands rhythmically around it, applying a bit of extra pressure whenever you feel Anita acting up. Sam leans back in satisfaction, using her arms to support herself. She's blushing a little bit. "Mmm, that's nice. Thanks." "No problem, I hate unruly prey," you say, continuing your massage. "So, what's your story?" she asks "Like, why'd you decide to come to MVA." "Vore's pretty much the only thing I'm any good at," you joke. "I figured I might as well take it all the way." "Ha, I guess that's fair enough. I'm kinda following in my sister's footsteps, she's a senior here.<<set $samInfo1 to 1>> Plus, I //love// eating people, a stuffed, squirming gut is one of the best feelings in the world" she says, deliberately pushing out a burp to taunt the girl still struggling in her stomach. "I once got expelled from high school for eating one of the teachers."<<set $samInfo2 to 1>> "Holy shit, no way!" "Mm-hmm," she nods, "it was a great day. He totally had it coming too." The two of you keep chatting away for a while, talking about hobbies and past vore-related escapades. You keep massaging her squirming belly while you talk, feeling it slowly get softer until you can't really make out any definite shape beneath the skin. "I'm pretty sure Anita is gone," you say, moving your hands back to your side. "Let me check," Sam says. She tenses all of her stomach muscles, shrinking and squeezing her massive gut. A gross, squelching //*crack*// sound comes from her stomach, followed by a massive belch. "//*OOORP*// Oooh yeah, she's done," she giggles. With whatever's left inside compacted, her stomach stays at a somewhat smaller size. <<Sam 1>><<set $samPrey.push({name: "Anita", status: "fodder", details: "none"})>> "Guess we should probably go check in now, we don't wanna be too late," she says. <</append>> <<replace "#choices">>[["Yeah, let's get out of here"->Off Course- Leave With Sam]]<</replace>> <</link>>

<<set $ateAnita to true>><<set $samRival += 1>><<set $preyName to "Anita">><<set $preyHealthMax to 20>><<set $preyResilience to 0>><<set $preyFrustration to 0>><<set $preyExhaustion to 0>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "AnitaPrey_PredActions">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "AnitaPrey_Struggle">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "AnitaPrey(TEXT)">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Eat Anita- Failure">><<set $preySize to 5>><<set $fullness += $preySize>>Unable to pass up the opportunity, you lunge at Anita, the closer and weaker looking of the two. Grabbing her from behind, you shove her head into your mouth as she screams in surprise. You swallow hard almost immediately, eager to get the taste of hair out of your mouth. Just as her head starts to squeeze into your throat, she manages to wrestle one of her arms free and goes to grab your head. Much to your surprise, however, the dark haired girl stops her and forces her arm back to her side. You hear and feel the vibration of Anita shouting in outrage from inside your throat. Not wanting to waste the gesture, you pick up the pace. Her tan skin has a hint of lemon flavor to it as it passes over your tongue. You try to savor it, but her dress gets in the way as you push on to her chest. Her breasts are fairly large, double D's at least, but before you even start to worry about the potential challenge the other girl swoops in to help again. She grabs both of her breasts and squishes down the soft flesh as best she can, guiding the flattened orbs into your mouth as you continue sliding down her body. Slowly but surely you take in the rest of her, moving over her stomach with ease. Grabbing her rear, you hoist the girl's legs up out of the water and over your head, letting gravity assist you as you finish your meal. Within a few seconds her feet slide past your tongue and back into your throat, sealing her inside. Your belly bulges out in front of you with the slight outline of the girl within, still expanding a bit as the last of her slides into your gut. "//*UURP*// Ah, that hit the spot," you say, patting your squirming stomach. "Thanks for the assist there, I don't think I got your name," you add as you scoot forward to sit with your legs in the water. "Sam. I was planning on doing the same thing to be honest, so I thought I'd help out," the girl responds with a shrug. "Guess I went out of my way for nothing now though..." "YOU WHAT SAM!? I thought we were getting along great!" cries a muffled voice from inside your gut. "AND <<print $name.toUpperCase()>>! Get me out of here, it's disgusting! What did I do to you!?" @@color:yellowgreen;You overpowered your prey.@@<<set $sceneAttack to 0>><<set $sceneDefense to 0>><<done>><<include $sceneActionsLink>><<replace "#actionReminder">><<PredActionReminder>><</replace>><</done>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "predOptions">></div>

<<set $time to 9>><<include "TIME">><<set $ateAnita to false>><<set $samRivalLoss += 1>>Your stomach lurches as a sharp pain cuts through your body. Clutching your distended gut, you suddenly feel incredibly nauseous. Anita's struggling is too much, she's shifting her weight around //just right// to make your stomach have a fit. You curl into a fetal position on your side, groaning and squeezing your belly with your arms to try and keep it still until the feeling passes. "Wow, she's really giving you that much trouble?" Sam laughs. "Guess I'm getting that meal after all." Ignoring her, you keep trying to fight the inevitable. Sam stands up from the poolside and walks over in front of you as you writhe in pain on the ground, a slight smirk on her face. You gasp in both pain and surprise at the feeling of an arm forcing its way back into your throat. You try to swallow it down, but to no avail--you've been bested. The sting of your own stomach acids assaults your tongue as a set of fingers reaches back out of your depths and into your mouth, followed shortly by another. A moment later, two hands sprout from the side of your mouth, prying your cheeks apart and pushing down against you as the girl drags herself from your insides. It doesn't take long for the rest of her to slide out of your body, leaving you coughing and trembling on the ground. <<if $preyHealthThreshold is 2>>Anita is coated from head to toe in your digestive fluids, her dress filled with holes and barely holding itself together.<<elseif $preyHealthThreshold is 1>>Anita is completely naked, all of her clothes, other than a single strap from her bra still stubbornly clinging to her shoulder with nothing connected to it, melted away by the churning of your gut. She's drenched from head to toe in your digestive fluids, red burns scattered across her skin. <</if>>She seems disoriented, getting up onto her hands and knees with a dazed look on her face. Panting, she sits up. "Ha... ha... guess I was too much for a jerk like you," she says, glaring at you. With her attention focused on you, she doesn't notice Sam until it's too late. In one swift motion, she grabs Anita by the armpits and shoves her head into her mouth. The acid coating you gave her acting as lubricant, Sam practically glides down her body, already slurping down her legs before she's really had time to realize what's going on. She sits back and pats her belly as her lips close around the girl's toes. "//*urp*// Oh god I should have washed her off in the pool or something first, that tasted fucking awful," she says, sticking her tongue out. "Like you vomited straight into my mouth." "Heh, sorry..." you say weakly as you shift back into a normal sitting position. "I can't believe she actually got out, her squirming is so weak I can barely feel it." "Hey, I softened her up for you. She just got lucky with me," you protest. "Yeah, whatever." <<Sam -1>><<set $samPrey.push({name: "Anita", status: "fodder", details: "after you failed to eat her yourself"})>> <<if $samRel <= -2>>You try to strike up a conversation with the girl, but Sam suddenly interjects: "Alright look $name, honestly? You tried to steal my meal, then almost bitched out, then fucking lost your lunch anyway. You're kinda pathetic. So unless you're planning on sticking around until I've got room for you," she pats her distended gut, "you might as well get lost." <<set $caughtLocation to "return">> <<include "playerPredFail">>[["Fine, whatever"->Off Course- Caught]]<<else>>The two of you continue chatting for a while, but it's all just awkward small talk, you don't feel like you've really gotten to know much about her. Your mouth still tastes like puke, but over time the pain in your stomach fades away and your body starts to recover from Anita's escape. Eventually the bulges in Sam's gut soften and fade away as the girl inside starts to digest in earnest. "//*urp*// Alright, feels like that idiot's past the point of no return now. We should probably go check in, we don't want to be //super// late," Sam says. <<include "playerPredFail">>[["Yeah, let's get out of here"->Off Course- Leave With Sam]]<</if>>

<<set $escaped to "sam">><<Time 9.75>>Encouraged by your past success, you keep thrashing around the slimy prison with all the strength you can muster. You can hear Sam moaning in pain every now and then- she can't hold on much longer. You thrust your arm upward in your struggles and, to your surprise, feel it push all the way back into her throat. The stomach walls immediately clamp down hard, a rhythmic pressure kicking in trying to push the rest of you up and out. "//*Hurck*// Oh god... shit..." Sam says in a strained voice. She cups her hands over her mouth in a last act of desperation. "Oh gross, gross! I can't watch" Anita squeals, jumping to her feet and turning her back to the scene about to take place. Despite Sam's best efforts to swallow you back down, your arms push back through the intense pressure of her throat and into her mouth. You pry her jaw open from the inside and she finally relents, letting her stomach rid itself of you. Your body rapidly pushes out of hers alongside a chorus of gross squelching and choking sounds. Unfortunately, because of her position you're thrown directly into the icy water of the pool. You resurface as quickly as you can, gasping for your first breath of fresh air in a long time. The sting of chlorine in your nose is almost pleasant compared to the gastric juices you'd been subjected to. <<if $turn < 3>>Although, other than your clothes being drenched you're pretty much unscathed from the experience.<<elseif $turn < 8>>You can feel that your clothes are in shambles, and your skin stings in a few places from the chemicals of the pool flowing against raw patches where Sam's stomach acid had really dug in.<<else>>You realize with some embarrassment that you're completely naked, other than your right sock that's still stubbornly hanging on.<</if>> You rush towards the side of the pool to get out and back onto your feet<<if $turn > 7>>, doing your best to shield your body from the two girls<</if>>. Next to you, Sam is lying on her back clutching her stomach, alternating between coughing fits and groans of discomfort. "Sam are you okay? That sounded awful!" Anita cries out, rushing to her side and paying you no mind. You thought she'd been pretty friendly towards you before, but it seems like she's loyal to Sam<<if $turn < 3>>, and that means the chances are slim you could get away with payback while she's still here. Rather than risk it, you grab your shoes and run out the door, only stopping to put them on once you've turned the corner.<<elseif $turn < 8>>. You grab your shoes and run out the door, not wanting to risk sticking around any longer than you need to.<<else>>. You immediately run out of the room, feeling embarrassed and vulnerable.<</if>> <<if $samRel is -1>><<set $samRel to 0>><<Sam -3>><<else>><<Sam -2>><</if>>/* Better communicates the different relationship loss depending on how you got here while preserving the way I did alt text here */<<set $samPrey.push({name: "Anita", status: "fodder", details: "after failing to eat you"})>> <<include "playerPreyEscape">>[[Hurry back to the square->September 1st- Arrival]]

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<<set $time to 9.75>><<include "TIME">>Your gut sloshes around as you struggle to your feet, what remains of Anita still noisily churning away inside. Sam is already at the doors by the time you steady yourself, opening one just a crack so that she can peer outside. "I don't see anyone out here, but she'll hear you coming a mile away with that gut. Stay here and I'll go check around the corner," she says as you make your way over to her. You nod, absentmindedly rubbing your belly while she disappears outside to check. After less than a minute she comes back, beckoning for you to come with her. "We should be good, I just saw her go into a room upstairs," Sam says as the two of you head back down the hall. "As long as we hurry we'll be gone before she can come looking for your big 'ol belly." "Alright then, let's get out of here," you tell her. The moment you round the corner, the two of you practically break into a full on sprint towards the door, or at least as close to a sprint as you can manage with the added weight of Anita. The janitor is nowhere to be seen as you make your exit through the glass doors and back into the courtyard. "Whew, that really worked up an appetite. I've gotta find another straggler..." Sam mutters. The two of you stopped to catch your breath by the fountain. You're a bit queasy from running with such a full stomach, but it's already starting to settle now that you've stopped. "I'm sure there'll be more easy targets," you reassure her. "Shouldn't be too hard to lure someone away during the tour." "Yeah, you're probably right, tubs," she jokes, poking your stomach. "Promise you'll be backup if we're in the same group? It's only fair since I did the hard work with Anita." <<link "Of Course">> <<set $promised to true>> <<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">> <<replace "#promise">>"Oh of course," you tell her with a smile. "That'll probably be more fun than the tour anyway." "Thanks," she says, giving you a little smirk in return. "I hope you know I'm gonna hold you to that."<</replace>> <</link>> <<link "You're on your own">> <<replace "#promise">><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">>"Pfft, as if. You're on your own, I already got mine," you sneer, patting your belly. Her eyes narrow and her smile fades into a scowl. "Whatever." <<Sam -1>><</replace>> <</link>> "Well, It's probably about time we get to the front desk," you say, looking around at the empty courtyard. "It looks like everyone else is already checked in. Or 'occupied'," you add, prodding your gut. "Yeah, let's get going." [[Head to the front desk->September 1st- Front Desk 3]]

"-so they only hire women, and usually pretty strong predators at that," Sam says as the two of you walk towards the front desk. You'd inquired as to how she knew the custodian was a girl if she hadn't seen her. "Oh geez, where have you two been!" a flustered, rather plump woman calls out from behind the desk. While it's subsided quite a bit by now, she can undoubtedly hear <<if $ateAnita>>your<<else>>Sam's<</if>> stomach at work. Pausing for a moment to look at the distended belly in front of her, the secretary gets a slight smile on her face and continues: "Ah, out on the hunt already? Always lose a few before orientation. I used to have that kind of energy in my early years too... ID please," she says, stopping herself from wasting time reminiscing. Sam hands hers over. <<if $ateAnita>>"Did we miss the presentation?" she asks.<<else>>"Yeah, I just didn't //*hic*// think I could make it through this presentation on an empty stomach," Sam says, patting her gut with a smile. "We didn't miss it did we?"<</if>> "You're really cutting it close, but no, if I can hurry you along you should make it just in time" the woman says as she assembles a group of papers. "You girls wouldn't happen to know who it was that's in there, would you? It'd save me a bit of time." <<if $ateAnita>>"Er, Anita was her name I think, didn't get her last name," you tell her.<<else>>"Anita, never got her last name though," Sam says.<</if>> "Yep, I've got an Anita here that still hasn't checked in, I'll go ahead and cross her off the list. Ok you're all set, Sam--you're in tour group three so find a seat on the right side of the room when you go in. Auditorium's just down the hall, hurry along! Oh and that folder has all your important information, look through it when you have the time and don't lose it!" she tells Sam as she hands her a purple folder and points towards the hall. <<if $samRel > 1>>"Got it" Sam says, turning towards the door. She turns back for a moment. "Hey $name we should meet up later on when all the orientation stuff is over," she says with a grin. <<if !$ateAnita>>"I'll probably have room for seconds by then," she adds, sticking her tongue out as she makes her exit.<</if>><<elseif $samRel > 0>>"Got it," Sam says, heading for the hall. "Maybe I'll catch you on the tour $name," she says as she passes through the doorway.<<else>>"Got it," she says, rushing out into the hall without another word.<</if>> "Now you, ID please! There's no time to waste!" the secretary says. You hand her the plastic card--they'd come in the mail a few weeks before orientation. "Thank you. Alright $name I'll have you all set in a moment, you're really cutting it close here." <<if $ateAnita>>"And just a bit of advice dear? It's better to keep a lower profile early on. You make a big splash right at the start and a lot of the other students will see you as a target to get out of the way--plus even the teachers tend to single out the headstrong ones,"<<else>>"And just a bit of advice dear? I'd be careful of that girl you were with. I've seen her type before, eating someone before even coming to check in. There's no one that's not potential food to them,"<</if>> she says, handing you a folder like Sam had. "Well you heard my spiel to the other girl: don't lose this and hurry down the hall! You're tour group 2, so sit in the middle seats." "Uh, thanks," you say, hurrying off toward the hall. <<if $ateAnita>>You rest a hand on your gut, considering what she said.<</if>> [[Head into the auditorium->September 1st- Opening Presentation]]

<<set $time to 9>><<include "TIME">>You've got time to kill, so you wave back to the girl and walk over to see what she wants. She's beaming with excitement, her striking blue eyes giving a look like a toddler who just got a new toy. You look her over as you approach--her skin is slightly tan and she's wearing a pair of orange short shorts with a light blue tank top. "Heya! She just said your name was $name right?" the girl chirps. "Hi! Yep, that's me, what's up?" you ask, giving her a smile. "AAHHH!" she cries. "We're totally roomies! Open up that folder and check for yourse--Oh I'm Emma by the way! How crazy is it that we checked in right after each other!" You're a bit taken aback by her giddiness, but you open up the purple folder you were given and sure enough the paperwork with your dorm assignment lists "Emma Malody" as your roommate. "Oh wow, that is pretty crazy!" "I know right! It's gotta be a sign--we're gonna be besties!" she continues in excitement. "We'll hang out, go to parties, get //smashed// together, it's gonna be awesome!" <<link "Hell yeah!">> <<set $stage to 1>> <<append "#main">> <<include "Front Desk- Emma(TEXT)">> <</append>> <<replace "#choices">> <<link "Brag">> <<set $stage to 2>> <<append "#main">> <<include "Front Desk- Emma(TEXT)">> <</append>> <<replace "#choices">><</replace>> <<toggleclass "#end" "hide">> <</link>> <<link "Be Modest">> <<set $stage to 3>> <<append "#main">> <<include "Front Desk- Emma(TEXT)">> <</append>> <<replace "#choices">><</replace>> <<toggleclass "#end" "hide">> <</link>> <</replace>> <</link>> <<link "Woah, slow down there">> <<set $stage to 4>> <<append "#main">> <<include "Front Desk- Emma(TEXT)">> <</append>> <<replace "#choices">><</replace>> <<toggleclass "#end" "hide">> <</link>> Many students have come and gone through the front desk as you talked with Emma, but after a while you notice that the other girls who were hanging out in the lobby are all getting up to leave. The presentation must be starting soon. "We should probably head into the auditorium soon," you tell Emma. "Oh you're right! Let's go!" Emma says, grabbing your arm to ensure you follow her as she rushes towards the hall. [[Head for the auditorium->September 1st- Opening Presentation]]

<<if $emmaRel > 0>><<set $time to 10>><<include "TIME">>You and Emma hurry through the hall, not wanting to be late for the presentation. You enter into the auditorium from the back wall, looking down over a stage at the far side. The room is quite large, with a high ceiling and tall purple banners lining the side walls. Most of the floor is taken up by rows of chairs, broken up into three sections by two slightly inclined walkways leading down towards the stage. From the looks of it most of the students are already here, filling the room with the jumbled noise of dozens of conversations taking place at once. "Alright the lady at the desk said to take one of the middle seats, right?" Emma asks, already heading towards a set of empty seats without waiting for your answer. "Yep, here's probably good," you answer, taking a seat. As if on cue, you see a woman in a dark suit approach the mic on stage just as Emma plops down next to you.<<elseif ($samRel != 0) or ($eatenByCustodian) or ($eatenBySam) or (!$pacifist)>><<set $time to 10>>You rush down the hall, bursting through the double doors into the auditorium. It looks like pretty much all the students are here already, a few of them giving you an odd look.<<if $ateAnita>>Your belly is drawing a lot of attention.<</if>> You hurriedly take a seat in the back corner of the middle row, and as if on cue a voice starts to break through the speakers in the room.<<else>><<set $time to 9.25>><<if $offCourse>>You head straight for the hall, not seeing any point in lingering in the lobby.<<else>>Not interested in chatting, or perhaps worried she was up to something, you avoid making eye contact with the girl and head straight for the hall, pretending you didn't see her.<</if>> The hallway is lined with doors on both sides, presumably leading to classrooms, but you can see at the end there's an obvious set of larger double doors that you assume leads to the auditorium. There doesn't seem to be anyone else in the hall as you make your way towards the room. You enter into the auditorium from the back wall, looking down over a stage at the far side. The room is quite large, with a high ceiling and tall purple banners lining the side walls. Most of the floor is taken up by rows of chairs, broken up into three sections by two slightly inclined walkways leading down towards the stage. There are a few seats filled already, mostly girls sitting alone on their phones, but a few are chatting quietly. You take an isolated seat towards the top of the middle section and start to look through the folder you were handed while you wait for the presentation. As the woman said, inside you find a sheet of paper with your username and password for the school website, two schedules, and a map of the campus with your assigned dorm marked. Looks like it's in the west wing of this building, with someone named "Emma Malody" written down as your roommate. Hopefully the two of you are a good match. Next you take a look at the schedule for the day: * 10:00-11:00 - Welcome Speech * 11:00-1:00 - Campus Tour * 1:00-2:30 - Lunch * 2:00-4:00 - Dorm Check-In * 5:30 - Cookout and Club Selection About what you expected, though the cookout in the courtyard is a surprise you're looking forward to. <<if !$offCourse>>Before you get a chance to look at your class schedule, someone plops down in the seat next to you. "There you are!" she chirps. It's the girl from the lobby, staring at you with a big smile on her face. She's got striking blue eyes and perfectly clear, slightly tan skin, and she's wearing a pair of orange shorts with a light blue tank top. You notice one of the top's straps has slid off of her shoulder, revealing one of the straps from her bra. "The woman at the desk said you were $name right?" "Er yeah, that's me," you answer. "Awesome, I'm Emma! We're roomies!" she says with a grin, holding up the map from her folder. Sure enough you see your name next to the dorm. "How crazy is it that we checked in back to back like that! I tried to get your attention at the front desk but you weren't looking." "Oh, sorry," you lie. Before you can say anything else, a voice starts to come through the speakers and fill the room. You hadn't noticed how much time had passed--most of the seats are now full and there's a woman standing at the mic on the stage. "Shoot, we'll chat afterward okay?" Emma whispers to you.<<else>>While you're reading through the information, a voice starts to come through the speakers and fill the room. You hadn't noticed how much time had passed--most of the seats are now full and there's a woman standing at the mic on the stage.<</if>><</if>> "Good morning everyone! Welcome to your very first day at Saint Miluina's! My name is Evelyn Inedia, headmistress here, as I'm sure you're all aware, and I'd like to personally congratulate all of you on your acceptance," the dark-haired woman at the stage begins. "Or I suppose to be more specific, I'd like to congratulate all of you that made it //here//, to this room, today. I noticed as you came in that some of you were eager to make a strong first impression, and that surely means we're already down a few students." <<if ($samRel > 0) and ($ateAnita is false)>>You hear a girl to your right push out a loud belch to back up her point. As expected, you see Sam grinning with satisfaction when you turn towards the source.<<elseif $outfit is "uniform">>You hear some girl from the left side of the room push out a loud belch to back up her point. Suddenly you feel uncomfortably aware of your school uniform and soaked hair, paranoid that everyone knows what happened and is looking your way. It hasn't been a great first day so far.<<elseif $ateAnita>>You catch several people looking your way after her remark. You smile triumphantly, patting your distended belly and forcing out a burp. One girl can't seem to look away, so you make eye contact with her and lick your lips. She immediately blushes and turns back toward the stage.<<else>>You hear some girl from the left side of the room push out a loud belch to back up her point. Looking around, you can see two or three girls that are sporting distended bellies.<<if $emmaRel > 0>> "Woah, that's nuts! I couldn't imagine not even making it to check in..." Emma whispers.<</if>><</if>> "Let me take this opportunity to make our rule very clear: Unless specifically told otherwise by a teacher or faculty member, there are ''no'' repercussions for eating your fellow students. Think of it as a constant test of your abilities: We only want the best here, and if you can't avoid falling prey to your classmates, that's not you. So stay on your guard. That said, I sincerely hope that I'll see you all survive to the end of your time here--you have bright futures ahead of you, and I'd hate to see any of them squandered. I'm going to pass the mic off to one of our best teachers, Ms. Juniper, for the rest of our presentation, but once again, all of you, congratulations! And good luck." The headmistress waves at the crowd of students before stepping aside and quickly walking offstage. She'd had a smile and seemed excited while she was talking, but you catch her face draining to almost a scowl the moment she isn't facing the crowd. A slightly chubby woman with a massive bust steps up to take her place. She's wearing a frilly blue dress.<<if !$offCourse>> "Ooo, I love that dress..." Emma murmurs next to you. <</if>>"Thank you, Evelyn, and hello everyone! I'm Professor Juniper, most of you will have me for Introduction to Vore," she says in a bubbly voice. "I hope you're as excited for today as I am! It's all about you today, the upperclassmen won't check in until tomorrow morning." The woman continues with the presentation, putting a slideshow up on a screen above the stage for everyone to follow along with. <<if $time is 10>>She starts by reviewing the schedule for the day: After this presentation is a tour of the campus, then around one everyone will break for lunch, followed by dorm check-ins. Then the day will finish with a cookout in the courtyard, where you'll also have the chance to choose a club to join.<<else>>She starts by reviewing the schedule for the day you already saw for everyone.<</if>> Next she goes over the class schedule. First semester, everyone is enrolled in the same four classes: Introduction to Vore, Survival, Escapism, and Anatomy and Physiology. No one gets to choose an elective until the second semester, and even then only one, though the choices will open up after your first year. She continues for quite some time, going over all the basic information about the school like how meals work and rules of the campus other than "you can eat students", as well as a warning that come tomorrow the upperclassmen will definitely be on the hunt. They call it the "Monday Massacre", apparently they lose at least a quarter of the freshmen class on that first day almost every year. Finally, it seems like it's time for the tour. "And I think... that's it!" she chirps as she reaches the end of the slideshow. "Thanks for sticking with me everyone, now it's time for the tour! Group one if you'd get up and follow the lovely Professor Slate," she says, gesturing to a brown-haired woman in a grey suit at the top of the left walkway. She has her arms crossed and doesn't look thrilled to be here. "Group two you'll be with me, so sit tight!" Professor Juniper says as the first group gets up and takes their leave of the room. "And now group three, you'll be going with our school nurse Jenna!" The students on the right side rise to their feet and start to shuffle towards the exit, following the slightly grey-haired nurse out of the room. "Alright group two I'm coming down, let's get this show on the road!" she says, hopping off the stage and hurrying up to the exit. "C'mon guys, on your feet! We don't have to go far, we're checking out Karbo Hall first!" she shouts, making sure everyone can hear her without the mic. <<if $offCourse>>[[Follow her->September 1st- Tour: Karbo]]<<else>>You stand up to follow and Emma grabs your hand. [[Follow her->September 1st- Tour: Karbo]]<</if>>

<<set $time to 11>><<include "TIME">><<if !$offCourse>>"Let's go, $name!" Emma says excitedly as she guides you towards the door. The two of you end up at the front of the pack, the other thirty or so students in your tour group trailing behind you.<<else>>You get up from your seat to head for the door, ending up trailing behind most of the group. There are about thirty or so other students crowding the exit.<</if>> "Alright, everyone up? Let's roll out!" Professor Juniper says with a grin, leading the group out into the hall. "Can everyone hear me? We'll be checking out Karbo first, like I said, then we're hitting Lampton, and finishing in the sports complex, got it?" Several students nod or make vague sounds of approval, following her down a hallway to the left of the auditorium door.<<if $fullness > 2>>The groaning of your bulging belly has drawn the attention of the other students, all of them giving you a wide berth and eyeing you warily.<</if>> "A little fun fact for you: Karbo Hall is the oldest building on the campus! Years ago the school was just this one building, but over time we've sized up the operation, expanding this building quite significantly and of course constructing the other hall and the sports complex. Almost all of your classes will be taken here, which is what we're going to check out now!" she says, stopping in front of a door labeled "Room 115". "As you can see, and probably noticed on your way to the presentation, most of the rooms in this building are classrooms. This right here is where I teach Intro to Vore," she explains, unlocking the door and gesturing for everyone to go inside.<<if !$offCourse>> "Ooo, I love the lighting in here..." Emma says as the two of you step into the room. Afternoon sunlight is flooding the room from the far wall, providing enough illumination that Professor Juniper left the lights off.<</if>> "There are a few more specialized rooms upstairs, but most of the classrooms are more or less set up just like this one," she continues as everyone shuffles into the room. There are windows and cabinets lining the wall opposite the door and a few rows of small desks spread across most of the floor. The desks all face towards a large whiteboard at the front of the room, with a larger desk for Professor Juniper off to the side. "Classes work a bit different here than you might be used to: they run between one and a half to two hours, depending on the subject--and of course, the number of classmates you have tends to change pretty often," the professor says with a slight laugh. "We usually start each section at around thirty though, so this group is about what you should expect to see on your first day." "Alright, unless anyone has any questions, let's keep it moving," she continues after a brief pause, marching back through the door and gesturing for the students to follow. <<if !$offCourse>>As the group starts to filter out of the room, you notice that Emma isn't next to you anymore. You spot her on the other side of the room, playing with the blinds on one of the windows. "What are you doing?" you ask as you break the flow of students to rejoin her. "Check this out, there's this cool pattern cut into the window shade!" she answers, retrieving a phone from her bra to take a picture. You can see what she's talking about--when the blinds are closed there's a pattern of spirals and waves made from small pinholes in the plastic that still shine through. "Neat," you tell her. The last few students are exiting the room, but you notice out of the corner of your eye that you aren't the only straggler. A short brunette, after checking that the professor was gone, snuck over to her desk to grab a whiteboard marker, and doesn't seem to plan on leaving anytime soon. "Alright, we probably shouldn't fall too far behind," she says, stowing her phone. <<link "Hang on a second, I have an idea">> <<set $pacifist to false>> <<goto [[Tour: Karbo- Eat Mandy (w/Emma)]]>> <</link>> [[Yeah, let's go->September 1st- Tour: Karbo 2]]<<else>>You start to follow, but then you notice out of the corner of your eye that one girl, a short brunette, is hanging back by the teacher's desk. Curious, you slow down and linger in the middle of the room as the rest of the group filters out into the hall. Once Juniper is completely out of sight, the girl grabs a whiteboard marker that was left on her desk and sneaks over to the righthand side of the board. <<link "She looks tasty">> <<if ($fullness + 4) <= $maxFullCap>> <<set $pacifist to false>> <<set _checkType to "oral">> <<set _baseline to 10>> <<set _modifier to 0>> <<include "voreCheck">> <<if _swallow>> <<goto "Tour: Karbo- Eat Mandy">> <<else>> <<goto "Tour: Karbo- Fail">> <<set $stamina -= 5>> <</if>> <<else>><<append "#text">>You lick your lips, sensing the perfect opportunity for a meal, but a groan from your stomach brings you back to reality. With a frown you place a hand on your distended gut--with Anita still breaking down inside of you, there's no way you'd have room for this other girl. <</append>> <<replace "#eat">><</replace>> <</if>> <</link>> [[Continue with the tour->September 1st- Tour: Karbo 2]]<</if>>

<<set $time to 11.5>><<include "TIME">>Still at the back of the group, you<<if !$offCourse>> and Emma<</if>> are the last one<<if !$offCourse>>s<</if>> to exit onto the second floor<<if $mandyEscaped is "ignored">>, having left a pretty long gap between you and the girl with the squirming belly<</if>>. It looks similar to the hall below, lined with numbered wooden doors on either wall, except you can see another hall branching off on the righthand wall after only five doors. "Welcome to the second floor, everyone! Much more exciting than the first, I know," Professor Juniper says. "We're going to head across this bridge here to Lampton Hall while I tell you about dorms," she instructs, ushering everyone around the corner on the right. The hallway bridging the two buildings feels much more open than the rest of the halls you've been in, lined with windows on not only both walls, but the ceiling as well. "So we won't actually be taking a look in any of the dorms because you'll be checking in in just a few hours anyway, but I still have some things to go over," she continues, facing the group and slowly walking backwards across the bridge. "As you all know, here at MVA we require every student to stay on campus, and you actually already have your dorm assignments in the folder you were given at the front desk. All dorms are doubles and are split between Lampton Hall and the west wing of Karbo Hall. We generally try to keep freshmen in Karbo for their own protection, isolated from the more experienced upperclassmen and closer to where their classes will be, but in recent years the number of accepted students has gone up and we simply don't have the space so a small number of you will unfortunately have to fare in these first few rooms over on the Lampton end," she says, stopping at the end of the bridge and gesturing to the doors behind her. "We still try to fill the safer dorms first, so the way we do it is the last batch of students to be accepted are paired up and placed into the Lampton dorms by admissions." "Are you serious? That's bullshit!"<<if $mandyEscaped != "ignored">> a girl wearing a frilly black skirt and a red tube top a little ways ahead of you says, stamping her foot. She has shoulder length black hair with a slight curl at the ends, though you can't see her face.<<else>> the girl with the distended gut shouts.<</if>> "//My// dorm is over here, but I applied early and I'm basically a prodigy! How the hell was I accepted so late, I should have been one of the first!" There's a sudden shift in her demeanor--from bratty rant to smug superiority. "Hmph, whatever, I'll be better off than whoever else of you losers ended up on this end. I'm probably better than the upperclassmen that live on this floor anyway."<<if !$offCourse>> "Wow, someone's really full of it," Emma whispers to you. "What a bitch."<</if>> [[Taunt the girl->Tour: Lampton- Engage Alice]] <<if !$offCourse>>[[Reply to Emma->September 1st- Tour: Lampton 2]]<<else>>[[Ignore her->September 1st- Tour: Lampton 2]]<</if>>

"And here we are at the last stop for the tour- Aesir Hall!" Professor Juniper announces as the group shuffles into the building's lobby. "Usually it's just referred to as 'the sports complex', and for good reason! Although we don't actually offer much in the way of competitive sports, this building has several facilities used for clubs, classes, or even just leisure." <<if $offCourse>>Unlike most of the students in the group, you're already acquainted with the sports complex. It looks the same as it did earlier, if maybe a bit cleaner.<<if $eatenByCustodian>> You feel a bit uneasy standing in the entryway, wondering if the custodian from earlier might still be in here.<</if>> Professor Juniper starts to lead the group down the hall toward the pool.<<else>>The doors lead into a spacious hallway open all the way to the second story of the building, lined with windows along the upper wall that fill the area with natural light. Across from the door are two staircases leading up to a walkway on the second floor. To the left is a bathroom and what looks to be a supply closet, marked "Staff Only". On your right, the hallway continues on, with a sign indicating that it's the way to the pool area. Professor Juniper starts to walk down this way, the group following close behind.<</if>> "There are quite a few facilities Aesir has to offer. We've got the main gym that we'll be checking out later, and going around it on the upper floor is an indoor track. There's also a 'weight room' upstairs," Juniper explains, making air quotes with her fingers. "That's what the school calls it anyway, but it's really just a general workout space, there isn't much in the way of equipment. There are a few bikes and treadmills though! Down the way that we're heading, as you've probably noticed by the signs or the smell, is a pool!"<<if !$offCourse>> "Ugh, I hate the smell of chlorine..." Emma mutters. "Really? I've always found it kind of calming," you respond. "Seriously? It almost feels like it's burning my nose, that's not calming at all!" "Well, my mother was a mermaid so I grew up in the town pool, I guess it just brings back memories," you joke. Emma silently snickers a bit, but shakes her head at you like you'd just made a pun.<</if>> <<if !$offCourse>>Professor Juniper<<else>>She<</if>> stops at a set of double doors just around the corner. "And here we are! Along the wall to the right you'll see two doors: The first one right across from the pool entrance is the locker room, which should be self explanatory, and way down there at the end of the hall is another private workout room that some classes will make use of." She pushes through the doors on her right into the pool area, holding the door open for everyone else to make their way in. "We'll just take a quick peek in here. No classes actually use the pool, but we have a swim team here--the only sport that our school actually competes with others in! It's just a once per semester thing, but still exciting for anyone who's interested in that! The pool is also open between three and eight every weekday except Wednesday, ten to eight on weekends, for anyone that just wants to come take a dip." <<if $offCourse and ($fullness is 0)>>You've been hanging toward the back of the group, looking rather disinterested<<if $samRel != 0>> since you've already been in here<<else>> since you've already checked out this building<</if>>. Something suddenly taps your shoulder, making you jump a bit and swing your head around to find the source. There's a girl right behind you, clearly trying to get your attention. She's indian, with somewhat dark skin, brown eyes, and long black hair put into a thick braid. "Hey, psst. You look as bored with this as we are, you wanna sneak off to the locker room with us to dick around?" she asks, gesturing to a group of three other girls standing off to the side. Two of them--a black girl with braided hair and a short blonde with her hair in a bun--wave and give you a thumbs up with big grins, while the other--a pale girl with long auburn hair wearing a hoodie--is on her phone not paying attention. [[Go with them->Tour: Aesir- Locker Room]] <<link "Turn her down">><<replace "#choice">>"Uh, sorry but I think I'll pass" you tell her<<if $eatenByCustodian>>, not wanting to risk getting caught somewhere you aren't supposed to be in this building again after what happened earlier<</if>>. She frowns and sags her shoulders a bit. "Fine, whatever, just don't rat on us," she says, walking away back towards her little posse. You turn your attention back to the tour just as Professor Juniper finishes. "So, that's the pool then! Let's head back to the entrance and check out the gym," she says. [[Continue with the tour->September 1st: Tour: Aesir 2]]<</replace>><</link>><<else>>You take a look around the room while some girl up front asks about the pool schedule. The walls are white and rather barren other than a few purple and white banners hanging beneath the windows on the far side from where you came in. Most of the floor space is taken up by the pool, which doesn't appear to have its swim lanes set up at the moment. Curiously, there's a chair labeled "lifeguard" at the opposite end of the room, but it's a completely normal foldable chair, which isn't even all that close to the water, with a pile of magazines on a table next to it. Water safety must not be all that important to the school staff. "So, that's the pool then! Let's head back to the entrance and check out the gym," Professor Juniper says. [[Continue with the tour->September 1st: Tour: Aesir 2]]<</if>>

<<if $ateChandra>><<set $time to 14.5>><<include "TIME">>You slowly make your way through the halls, back out into the courtyard, and over to Lampton. It's all a bit exhausting despite how short it is with the extra weight you're carrying. Stepping through the door, you find the hall crowded and bustling with activity. A few people at nearby tables give you a weird look. Before you can do anything, Professor Juniper starts to make an announcement. "Everyone, attention please!" she shouts over the crowd. "Thank you, I hope you're all enjoying lunch! You can still hang out a while longer, but the buffet will be closing in a few minutes because it's time for dorm check-ins! So when you're finished, please head on over to the room listed in your folder. There should be a faculty member in the hall for you to check in with to get your key and make sure everything's in order!" You shrug and immediately turn around, checking your folder for your room assignment. It's not like you needed lunch anyway with Chandra still churning away. [[Head to Check-In->September 1st- Dorm Check-In]]<<else>><<if $eatenBySarah>><<set $time to 14>><<include "TIME">>You cross back through the courtyard to Lampton on your own, not seeing a single other person on the way. You idly wonder if everyone from the locker room is still there or if they headed to lunch while you were changing. Either way, you're just relieved to have not run into Sarah and Alesha again.<<elseif $lockerChandra is "vomit">><<set $time to 13.75>><<include "TIME">>You cross back through the courtyard to Lampton on your own, still feeling a little sore from Chandra's escape. It didn't seem like you were that far behind, but you don't see anyone else on the way there. It doesn't take long to arrive at the doors of the building.<<elseif $leahRel > 0>><<set $time to 13.5>><<include "TIME">>You, Sarah, and Alesha all head back into the courtyard and across the way to the dining hall. Sarah has been chatting your ear off about how great of a swimmer Alesha is pretty much the whole way. "Probably the best in the world", apparently. Alesha is proud to accept the accolade and explains that she's been on a swim team since middle school.<<set $aleshaInfo1 to 1>> Before you've really had any input in the conversation, you arrive at the doors of Lampton.<<else>><<set $time to 13.5>><<include "TIME">>Everyone filters back out into the courtyard, following Professor Juniper across the way to Lampton once again. You continue trailing at the back of the group, walking alone as many of the other students chat amongst each other. It doesn't take long to arrive at the doors of the building, entering into the lunch room last out of everyone.<</if>> The hall is bustling with activity and flooded with the sounds of countless conversations taking place at once. <<if ($leahRel > 0) or ($eatenBySarah) or ($lockerChandra is "vomit")>>By the looks of it you aren't //too// late, most of the tables are filled but you can see that there are still a few girls waiting in line to get food. <<if $leahRel > 0>>The three of you<<else>>You<</if>><<else>>Your group must be the last to arrive, as many of the tables are already filled with girls. You<</if>> head over to the buffet line at the front of the room. Laid out for the students is a wide variety of sandwiches, a few different kinds of pasta, and a salad bar. <<if $leahRel > 0>>Sarah immediately stacks an alarming number of BLTs onto a plate and takes off to find a seat with Alesha following behind. "Bye $name, catch you later!" Alesha calls back to you with a wave. By the time you manage to fix a plate for yourself the two are long gone and you've completely lost track of where they went to sit, leaving you alone.<<else>>Once you're far enough along in the line, you grab a plate for yourself and fill it with a little of pretty much everything.<<if $fullness > 1>> Enough of $lastPrey is still hanging around that you aren't exactly hungry, but it might be smart to get an idea of how the food is.<</if>><</if>> You find yourself standing awkwardly near the end of the buffet line, anxiously scanning the room for any friendly faces. <<if $samRel >= 2>>At a table near the stairs you spot Sam from this morning sitting alone.<<else>>Unfortunately, you can't find any groups that look particularly inviting.<</if>> <<if $samRel >= 2>>[[Sit with Sam->Lunch: Sam]]<<else>>[[There has to be somewhere for you to sit->Lunch: Rare]]<</if>><</if>>

<<set $time to 14.5>><<include "TIME">><<if $lunchSam or $lunchOther or $ateChandra>>You pass back through the courtyard to Karbo Hall, making your way back down the main hallway. You take a left, remembering from the tour where Juniper had said the dorms were located, and start checking door numbers. When you turn the corner again into the residence area, you spot a woman with a clipboard standing in the middle of the hall talking to two other girls. On closer inspection you notice that it's the same woman that was at the front desk earlier--you must need to check in with her. After the other girls move on to go to their room, you step up. "Hi, I'm $name $last, room K132." <<if ($outfit is "uniform") and (!$eatenBySarah or ($totalEscaped > 1))>>"Oh it's you dear! How's the uniform working out for you? <<if $fullness > 2>>It certainly seems to be holding up well enough," she says, gently poking your distended belly with her pen.<<else>>Staying out of any more trouble?" she asks, immediately recognizing you from your earlier incident.<</if>> "Yeah, it, uh, fits really well," you reply, <<if $fullness > 2>>wrapping your arms around your exposed gut<<else>>a little embarrassed<</if>>.<<if $eatenByAlice and ($mandyEscaped is "ignored")>> "What happened with Alice?" She rolls her eyes. "I tried to talk some sense into her--going for two at once on your first day!--but I don't think that girl listened to a word. Custodian got everything cleaned up and she was able to make it to lunch a bit late." She shakes her head, "I'd stay away from her if I were you, even if revenge might be tempting. Little firebrand with no respect for anyone but herself, that one. No telling what she's willing to do." "<<else>> "I'm glad! <</if>>Now let's see here..." she says, scanning through her clipboard. "Ah here you are $name! K132, your roommate is already in there unpacking. Sweet girl, I'm sure you'll get along!" she continues, fishing through a bag for your key. "Here you go, your room's down there by the corner. The luggage you dropped off has already been brought in, you can go ahead and get settled!" she says, handing you the key. "Oh, and in case you missed the sign those double doors at the end of the hall lead to the laundry room."<<else>>"Hello there dear! Oh<<if $fullness > 2>>, you've been busy, haven't you?" she asks, poking your distended belly with her pen. "Heh, yeah, I had a big lunch," you reply with a grin. "Just don't get too cocky, alright?<<else>> you were the straggler that came in last minute this morning, right? Did you make it to the tour alright?" she asks. "Yep, I got into the auditorium just in time!" you reply. "Excellent!<</if>> Now let's see here..." she says, scanning through her clipboard. "Ah here you are $name! K132, your roommate is already in there unpacking. Sweet girl, I'm sure you'll get along!" she continues, fishing through a bag for your key. "Here you go, your room's down there by the corner. The luggage you dropped off has already been brought in, you can go ahead and get settled!" she says, handing you the key. "Oh, and in case you missed the sign those double doors at the end of the hall lead to the laundry room."<</if>> "Thank you!" you say, taking the key and heading for the door. You slide the key in only to find that it's already unlocked--duh, she said your roommate was already in here. Time for introductions. You gently open the door, revealing the surprisingly spacious, but not //too// spacious, room within. There's a bed along both walls, elevated off the ground enough to have a short dresser beneath them. At the end of one bed the wall juts out to create room for a closet, and at the end of the other, which has all of your luggage piled on top of it, is a table with a TV on it. There's an open door at the back that looks like it leads to a bathroom. Kneeling beside the bed to your right, moving clothes from a bag into the dresser, is a girl with slightly curled blonde hair dyed orange at the fringes. Her skin is lightly tanned and she's wearing a pair of orange short shorts with a light blue tank top. She turns to look as soon as you open the door, then rockets to her feet with an excited look in her eyes. "HEY!! I'm Emma, you must be $name!" she practically screams. It looks like she's about to go for a hug for a second, but she <<if $fullness > 2>>suddenly seems apprehensive when she notices your belly<<else>>pulls herself back<</if>> and offers out a hand instead. "It's great to finally meet you!" "Yep, that's me! Nice to meet you!" you say, shaking her hand. "This room is like, really nice... I'm impressed." "I know right! The bathroom back there even has a shower!" "Woah shit what? We get our own personal shower? That's crazy!" "Totally! I guess they thought having shared showers could be too dangerous." "That makes some sense," you reply, moving over to your bed to start going through your things. Emma is still turned toward you with a huge grin, not returning to the work she was doing. "Omigod this is great! Alright tell me everything about yourself: what's your favorite color? Who's your favorite band? Oh! Duh, we're at MVA, here's a good one--how many people have you eaten?" she babbles, giving you a curious look after settling on that last question.<<if $fullness > 2>> "I mean, at least one obviously."<</if>> "<<if $fullness > 2>>Haha yeah, I've already left my mark on our class. But honestly, overall?<<else>>Honestly?<</if>> Not that many. Only maybe <<if $fullness > 2>>seven or eight<<else>>six or seven<</if>> by now? I only really got into it towards the end of my Junior year in high school," you say a bit sheepishly. "Pfft, //only// <<if $fullness > 2>>seven or eight<<else>>six or seven<</if>> huh? How did you even get in?" Emma replies, almost seeming to let out a sigh of relief. You give her a blank stare before trying to defend yourself. "Hey! I'll have you know they kicked me off the volleyball team back at my old school because I ate the assistant coach--and she was a foot taller than me!<<if $fullness > 2>> Plus:" You gesture to your gut.<<else>>"<</if>> "Haha relax, I was just kidding!" she giggles. "I mean I'm at pretty much the same--that I remember eating anyways. I've woken up with some mysterious new pudge after a wild night more than once." "Bit of a party girl, are you?" "Hell yeah! Are you not!?" she replies. "Well, I don't really get invited to many..." you admit. "Wait really? You seem awesome though! Don't you worry, 'soon as I'm settled in imma get to work burning this campus to the ground," she laughs. "And what kind of roomie would I be if I didn't get you in on the action?" she says with a grin. You smile back--it seems like you may have lucked out on your roommate selection, the two of you are really hitting it off. You continue chatting with her for a while, talking about your interests--she gets stuck rambling for a bit about how much she loves the color blue--and what your hopes are for the school year. You lose track of how much time has passed while you've been slowly getting your luggage sorted. <<Emma 1>> "Oh man, time really flies! The cookout is starting already," Emma says, checking her phone. The two of you had just finished settling on the best way to position the tv so that you could both see it from your beds. "Damn, it feels like we just got here," you say. "I've actually still got one more bag to go through that I skipped over, why don't you go ahead without me." "Alright then, I am itching to find out what they've got set up," Emma says, heading for the door. "I'll see you there, $name!" You wave to her as she makes her exit, before getting to work on your final bag. Just more clothes that you'd forgotten to unpack earlier. It doesn't take very long and it probably wouldn't have been a big deal for Emma to wait, but<<if !$offCourse>> it might be for the best to split up for a bit anyway, get a chance to meet some other people.<<else>> you can just meet back up with her there.<</if>> [[Head to the courtyard for the cookout->September 1st- Cookout 1]]<<else>>You follow Emma back into the courtyard from the front entrance to Lampton, heading for Karbo Hall. "I assume you know where we're going? I don't remember what room it said we are," you say. "Of course!<<if $emmaRel > 1>> I always know where I'm going, $name<</if>>" she replies<<if $emmaRel > 2>>, sticking her tongue out at you<</if>>. "We're in K132, I made sure I found it while we were on the tour." The two of you continue into Karbo and back down the main hallway, trusting that Emma does actually know what she's doing. Before long you're in the first floor residence hall. You spot a woman with a clipboard standing in the middle of the hall talking to two other girls. On closer inspection you notice that it's the same woman that was at the front desk earlier--you must need to check in with her. After the other girls move on to go to their room, you and Emma immediately step up. "Hello, I'm Emma Malody and this is $name $last! We're K132!" Emma says excitedly before you can even start to speak. "Oh yes, I remember you from this morning! I hope the tour went well," the woman answers with a smile. "Now let's see here..." she says, scanning through her clipboard. "Ah here we are! K132, you're both checked in!" she continues, making a mark on her list then fishing through a bag for your keys. "Here you go, your room's down there by the corner. The luggage you dropped off has already been brought in, you can go ahead and get settled!" she says, handing you the key. "Oh, and in case you missed the sign those double doors at the end of the hall lead to the laundry room." "Thank you!" Emma chirps, taking one of the keys from her. As soon as you've taken yours, she grabs your arm and rushes you over to the door to your dorm. "This is it, let's see where we'll be living from now on! I'm too excited, you unlock it!" "Easy now, it's just a room," you say, using your key to open the door. "Nuh-uh, it's //our// room! And--oh wow, it's GREAT!" she says as the two of you step into the room. The room is surprisingly spacious, though not //too// spacious. There's a bed along both walls, elevated off the ground enough to have a short dresser beneath them. At the end of one bed the wall juts out to create room for a closet, and at the end of the other, which has all of your luggage piled on top of it, is a table with a TV on it. At the back of the room is another door. "Definitely better than I thought it would be," you say. "I was picturing like a bunk bed in a cramped room." <<if $emmaRel > 2>>"For the record, I //absolutely// would have the top bunk if that was the case,"<<else>>"You gotta have a bit more faith!"<</if>> Emma replies as she walks through the room. "Now what's back here..." "Probably a bathroom, I didn't see any kind of communal one in either dorm hall on the tour," you suggest, heading over to the bed to start unpacking your things. "Well that's one point for you because--OH MY GOD!" "What?" "There's a SHOWER in here!!" Emma squeals. "Oh shit we get a personal shower? That's awesome!" "I know! I was excited at just the bathroom, this school really doesn't disappoint!" Emma says, returning from the bathroom to start looking through her own luggage. "I guess they thought having shared showers would be a bad idea given the circumstances," you say. "Y'know, that's a good point!"<<if $emmaInquiry1 is 1>> As you both start to put your clothes away in the dressers beneath the bed, something about your conversation at lunch suddenly pops back into your head. When Kayla was grilling you about eating Mandy, Emma had seemed almost like she didn't actually want to back you up, and that stuck out to you considering she helped you do it. <<link "Ask about it">><<replace "#choice">> "Hey Emma? There's something that's kinda been bugging me," you say. "What's up $name?" Emma says, pausing her work and looking over at you. "So you know how at lunch that girl Kayla was all upset with me for eating someone already?" "Yeah," she replies, shifting in place a bit. "Well, you seemed like you really wanted to take her side, even though you, y'know, helped with Mandy," you say. "What was up with that? Or am I just being stupid?" Emma sighs. "I'm sorry, I wanted to have your back but I kinda... //did// agree with her. I mean, like I said earlier I really only eat people that really deserve it. So, in my opinion, she had a good point--it does seem rude to be going after people that have barely even seen the school. Like, we didn't even know anything about Mandy," she explains, fidgeting with one of her hands. "But you seemed so on board earlier<<if $emmaRel > 2>>, I would have passed on it if you'd said something<</if>>," you reply, now also stopping your unpacking efforts. "Yeah I know it's just... I really wanted to make a good impression with you since we're roomies, and knowing anyone going here would be pretty... voracious? I guess I just didn't want to seem like a stick in the mud so I rolled with it." "Hey, don't ever do anything you don't want to on my account. And if it makes you feel better, 'stick in the mud' is the last thing I'd think to describe you as," you say, giving her a smile. "Heh, thanks," she says, returning your smile. It almost looks like her eyes are getting watery. "So we're cool then?" you ask. "Of course we're cool," she replies.<<if $emmaRel < 4>> <<Emma 1>><</if>><<set $emmaInquiry1 to 2>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</replace>><</link>> <<link "Let it go">><<replace "#choice">> Thinking about it, you decide it's probably nothing worth worrying about. She probably just didn't want to also come under fire.<<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</replace>><</link>><<else>>The two of you continue to chat as you work at unpacking all of your things and settling into the room. You don't realize how much time is passing as you slowly get all your things packed away and set about organizing and rearranging the room with Emma. "Oh man, time really flies! The cookout is starting already!" Emma says with a start, checking her phone. The two of you had just finished settling on the best way to position the tv so that you could both see it from your beds. "Damn, it feels like lunch just ended," you say. "I've actually still got one more bag to go through that I skipped over, why don't you go ahead without me." "Alright then, I am itching to find out what they've got set up," Emma says, heading for the door. "I'll see you there, $name!" You wave to her as she makes her exit, before getting to work on your final bag. Just more clothes that you'd forgotten to unpack earlier. It doesn't take very long and it probably wouldn't have been a big deal for Emma to wait, but<<if !$offCourse>> it might be for the best to split up for a bit anyway, get a chance to meet some other people.<<else>> you can just meet back up with her there.<</if>> [[Head to the courtyard for the cookout->September 1st- Cookout 1]]<</if>><</if>> The two of you continue to chat as you work at unpacking all of your things and settling into the room. You don't realize how much time is passing as you slowly get all your things packed away and set about organizing and rearranging the room with Emma. "Oh man, time really flies! The cookout is starting already!" Emma says with a start, checking her phone. The two of you had just finished settling on the best way to position the TV so that you could both see it from your beds. "Damn, it feels like lunch just ended," you say. "I've actually still got one more bag to go through that I skipped over, why don't you go ahead without me." "Alright then, I am itching to find out what they've got set up," Emma says, heading for the door. "I'll see you there, $name!" You wave to her as she makes her exit, before getting to work on your final bag. Just more clothes that you'd forgotten to unpack earlier. It doesn't take very long and it probably wouldn't have been a big deal for Emma to wait, but<<if !$offCourse>> it might be for the best to split up for a bit anyway, get a chance to meet some other people.<<else>> you can just meet back up with her there.<</if>> [[Head to the courtyard for the cookout->September 1st- Cookout 1]]

<<if $cookoutEmma>><<if $emmaDitchedCookout is 1>><<set $time to 18.75>><<include "TIME">>The situation is out of your hands at this point, so you leave Emma to fend for herself against Betty and go to get yourself some replacement food. You can't help feeling a little bad about not helping, but it wasn't necessarily your place to step in anyway. On the bright side of things, the food is actually pretty good and takes your mind off of it. Without Emma though, you get bored pretty quickly at the cookout and decide to turn in for the night. You head back through the halls of Karbo to your dorm, unlocking the door and stepping inside. <<if $emmaRel > 1>>The quiet of the room immediately reminds you that Emma probably isn't coming back<<else>>The room is quiet without Emma, but you can't help being a little excited when you realize that you probably have the entire room to yourself now<</if>>. You plop down on your bed and pull out your laptop to pass the time. Not long after, however, you hear someone frantically unlock the door and a half naked, slimy Emma barges into the room. "Emma!?" you say, legitimately surprised to see her again after how easily she went down. She doesn't say anything intelligible in response, instead frantically throwing an outfit together and rushing into the bathroom. You hear the shower start a few second later. She really takes her time, but eventually she steps back out of the bathroom wearing pajama pants and a blue shirt that you could swear was identical to the first one she had on. "So, uh, what happened?" you ask her. "Are you okay?" "Ooooh, it was awful," she moans. "This horrible jerk at the cookout wouldn't leave me alone and then she... she ate me, $name! I've never been swallowed by someone that didn't plan on letting me out before, it was terrifying, it was... it..." she trails off. "$name, why didn't you help me? I saw you, you were there, I called out, but..." A spark of adrenaline flashes through your veins and you start to hear your heart beating in your ears. There's no way you can admit that you completely ignored her and just bailed. "W-What? I don't remember seeing you at the cookout at all, let alone in the middle of being eaten. Of course I would have done something if I was there!" She's staring straight into your eyes with a heavy gaze. You can tell she's at least a little skeptical. "Promise?" "...Yeah, of course!" you say, feeling your heart start to race. "Alright, I trust you," she says, slouching over. "I guess I was just panicking and thought someone else was you..." "Well, I'm sorry that happened, but at least you came out on top, right?" you say, breathing a subtle sigh of relief. "Yeah, I guess. Just not how I wanted my first day to go..." she says. "I think I'm probably gonna turn in early." True to her word, she's in bed and asleep by eight, clearly ready for the day to be over. You only make it another hour or so before you feel your eyes starting to grow heavy too.<<elseif $emmaDitchedCookout is 2>><<set $time to 18.75>><<include "TIME">>You're impressed with how quick Emma was able to move, as at no point on your way back to the dorm is she even in sight. When you reach the door to your dorm and step inside, you hear that the shower is already running. This is where her speed ends, however, as it takes almost a half hour before she steps back out into the room. "Emma! How are you doing?" you ask. "Much better now! But still... that was horrible. I've never been swallowed by someone that didn't plan on letting me out before! I didn't realize it was //that// bad when it's all worked up," she says, dropping back onto her bed with a hand over her own stomach. "Ugh and that jerk was drinking lemonade while I was in there, that was the worst part..." "I bet, eating and drinking while you have live prey has gotta be against some predator code or something..." you reply. "I'm just glad you're okay." "Thanks so much for the assist by the way! I don't think I even thanked you back there I was so grossed out," she says. Then she slowly sits up, a worried look on her face. "But, I have to ask $name. Why didn't you help me in the first place? You were there when I was getting eaten, I called out..." Your heart starts to beat faster. "I... I froze, I'm sorry," you say. Not entirely true, but it's better than lying about being there at all. "That whole situation totally caught me off guard and I didn't know what to do." To your relief, Emma smiles. "I understand, it was a really sudden thing! You still got me out in the end, and that's all that really matters," she says.<<if $emmaRel < 4>> <<Emma 1>><</if>> "Well, I don't care how early it is, after that I'm done for the day," Emma says, collapsing back on her bed again. True to her word, she's in bed and asleep by eight, clearly ready for the day to be over. You only make it another hour or so before you feel your eyes starting to grow heavy too.<<elseif $emmaDitchedCookout is 3>><<set $time to 18.75>><<include "TIME">>You head back down the stairs to your dorm, unlocking the door and stepping inside. <<if $emmaRel > 1>>The quiet of the room immediately reminds you that Emma definitely isn't coming back<<else>>The room is quiet without Emma, but you can't help being a little excited when you realize that you have the entire room to yourself now<</if>>. You plop down on your bed and pull out your laptop to pass the time. Not long after, however, you hear someone frantically unlock the door and a half naked, slimy Emma barges into the room. "Emma!?" you say, legitimately surprised to see her again after spending so long inside Betty. She doesn't say anything intelligible in response, instead frantically throwing an outfit together and rushing into the bathroom. You hear the shower start a few second later. She really takes her time, but eventually she steps back out of the bathroom wearing pajama pants and a blue shirt that you could swear was identical to the one that got digested. "So, uh, what happened?" you ask her. "Are you okay?" "Ooooh, it was awful," she moans. "This horrible jerk at the cookout wouldn't leave me alone and then she... she ate me, $name! I've never been swallowed by someone that didn't plan on letting me out before, it was terrifying, it was... it..." she trails off. "$name, why didn't you help me? I saw you, you were there, I called out, but..." A spark of adrenaline flashes through your veins and you start to hear your heart beating in your ears. There's no way you can admit that you not only completely ignored her, but were watching her get digested the entire time without helping. "W-What? I don't remember seeing you at the cookout at all, let alone in the middle of being eaten. Of course I would have done something if I was there!" She's staring straight into your eyes with a heavy gaze. You can tell she's at least a little skeptical. "Promise?" "...Yeah, of course!" you say, feeling your heart start to race. "Alright, I trust you," she says, slouching over. "I guess I was just panicking and thought someone else was you..." "Well, I'm sorry that happened, but at least you came out on top, right?" you say, breathing a subtle sigh of relief. "Yeah, I guess. Just not how I wanted my first day to go..." she says. "I think I'm probably gonna turn in early." True to her word, she's in bed and asleep by eight, clearly ready for the day to be over. You only make it another hour or so before you feel your eyes starting to grow heavy too.<<elseif $emmaRelation1 is 1>><<set $time to 21>><<include "TIME">>"I really hope she's not in any of my classes. You think she'll remember us?" Emma asks as the two of you walk back into your dorm. "With luck she'll try to pull the same crap on one of the upperclassmen tomorrow and we'll never see her again," you reply. "Haha, yeah, she probably deserves it." Emma smiles and drops back onto her bed with her arms out. "Well, it got a little rocky at the end there, but today was a pretty solid start to the year! And I am BEAT!" she says. "Yeah, same here. I usually stay up pretty late, but something about today totally drained me," you say. Emma suddenly bolts up. "Dibs on the shower!" "Hah, no worries. I'm a morning showerer," you reply. "Enjoy sleeping in your filth then, weirdo," she jokes as she gathers her things and heads to the bathroom. "You don't mind if I just leave my shampoo and stuff in here, do you?" she asks, poking her head around the doorframe. "Go for it." "Awesome," she replies, closing the door. You hear it lock, then the sound of the fan whirring to life, and soon enough the dripping sound of the shower running. You gather your pajamas from the dresser beneath your bed and wait for Emma to be done, not feeling bold enough to change right here in the main room even though you know you've got time before she comes out.<<else>><<set $time to 20.5>>Once it starts getting dark, you finally head back to your dorm to turn in for the night. When you arrive, you find Emma sitting on the floor against her bed wearing pajamas, her hair wrapped up in a towel. She's doing something on her phone, but looks up when she hears the door open. "Oh, hey $name," she says, still sounding a little out of it. "How was the rest of the cookout?" "Pretty boring without you there, if I'm honest," you say, giving her a smile. "How are you doing?" "Ah I'm fine, don't worry about me. Just a little bummed that my first day here had to end like that," she answers. "I am pretty beat though, I'm gonna go blow dry this so I can sleep," she says, letting her soaked hair down and heading to the bathroom. You take a seat on your bed, pulling out your laptop. There's a whirring sound coming from the bathroom as Emma dries her hair. You've barely even logged on to your computer when you realize you're actually quite tired, and decide to close it and get ready for bed instead. You gather your pajamas from the dresser beneath your bed and wait for Emma to be done, not feeling bold enough to get dressed right here in the main room.<</if>><<elseif $cookoutJuniper>><<set $time to 21>><<include "TIME">>You arrive back at your dorm to find Emma sitting on the floor against her bed wearing pajamas, her hair wrapped up in a towel. She's doing something on her phone, but looks up when she hears the door open. "Oh, hey $name," she says, looking a little out of it. "Did you have fun at the cookout? I didn't end up seeing you there." "Yeah it was nice! I talked with Professor Juniper about what to expect from classes and that sort of thing. There were also these two other girls with us that seemed pretty nice<<if $emmaRel > 2>>, I think you'd really like them!<<else>>.<</if>> Sorry I never ended up catching up with you, what did you get up to?" you ask her. You're a little surprised she got back early enough before you to have already showered. "Uh, nothing interesting... I was pretty tired, decided to turn in early..." she says, putting her phone away and removing the towel to let her hair fall down. <<if $emmaRel > 2>>"Hey, c'mon, did something bad happen? You can tell me," you say. She's clearly acting off. "Well..." she sighs. "I ran into this girl named Betty that was just //the worst//. As soon as I started talking to her she just started hurling insults at me and then, she... tried to eat me," she says, sitting on the ground hugging her legs. "O-Oh..." you say, feeling a slight tinge of guilt for not meeting back up with her. "I'm so sorry that happened<<if $emmaRel > 3>>, I should have been there for you<</if>>..." "Thanks but, don't worry too much about me. I mean, she wasn't ready to handle all of this," she says, grinning slightly and pointing to herself with her thumb, "so your homegirl can take care of herself." Her heart still isn't fully in it. "Now unless you need the bathroom, I'm gonna go dry my hair so I can go to sleep."<<else>>It seems like something happened to really bum her out, but you decide not to push the subject. "Gotcha. I'm feeling pretty drained too," you say. "You need the bathroom for anything?" she asks you, getting to her feet. "Because I'm gonna go blow dry my hair so I can go to bed."<</if>> "Go right ahead," you say. You take a seat on your bed, pulling out your laptop. There's a whirring sound coming from the bathroom as Emma dries her hair. You've barely even logged on to your computer when you realize you're actually quite tired, and decide to close it and get ready for bed instead. You gather your pajamas from the dresser beneath your bed and wait for Emma to be done, not feeling bold enough to get dressed right here in the main room.<<elseif $cookoutAlice>><<if $eatenByAliceCookout>><<set $time to 18.75>><<include "TIME">><<if $outfitState is "gone">><<set $emmaRelation2 to 1>>You sprint through the halls, across the bridge, and back down the stairs to your dorm, luckily not encountering anyone else on the way there. Relieved to finally be safe, you throw open the door and step inside. "Oh, heyyyy uhh....." You freeze standing in the open doorway. Emma is already back at the dorm, sitting on the floor looking up at you dumbfounded, her face bright red. There's an awkward moment where you're both not sure how to react, then you both snap back to your senses simultaneously. "Ah!" you shriek, covering yourself with your arms and slamming the door behind you. "I uh, didn't expect you to, uh, be back yet..." "I'm sorry!" she shouts, covering her eyes with both hands and looking down. "I wa- Are you okay!? Why are you naked?" You rush across the room and grab a towel to cover yourself. "I got very well acquainted with <<if !$offCourse>>that bitch from the tour<<else>>someone<</if>> at the cookout--and not in a good way," you tell her, grabbing a change of clothes from your dresser. "T-That's awful! I'm so sorry, I wish I'd known," Emma says, still going overboard averting her eyes. "Hey, I showed her stomach who's boss so we're all good!" you say, rushing into the bathroom. "I hope you don't need the bathroom 'cause I really need a shower." "Go for it girl, I can dry my hair out here," she calls back to you.<<if $emmaRel > 3>> "And if it makes you feel better about this, you have a pretty rockin' bod!" she adds with a laugh. You blush a little.<</if>> You lock the bathroom door and turn on the water for the shower, eager to finally get Alice's juices off of you.<<else>>You breathe a sigh of relief when you get back to your room, eager to get out of your ruined clothes. You unlock the door and step inside, surprised to find Emma already inside, sitting on the floor with her hair wrapped up in a towel. "Oh hey <<print $name[0] + $name[1]>>--Oh my god are you okay? You look awful," she says, standing up. "Thanks," you say. You close the door and go over to your side of the room to get some new clothes. "Sorry I didn't--ew and you're covered in vomit!" Emma squeals, hopping onto her bed. She sits as far away as possible hugging her legs to her chest. "Thanks again," you say, giving her a slight smile. You grab your towel and gather your shower supplies. "S-Sorry...What happened?" she says meekly "<<if !$offCourse>>Believe it or not, I ran into that bitchy girl from the tour again, and ended up getting well acquainted with her insides<<else>><<if $lunchEmma>>I ran into Kayla from lunch again and backed her up against this bitch named Alice, then ended up getting well acquainted with that girl's guts for it<<else>>I backed the wrong person in an argument and ended up getting well acquainted with someone's insides<</if>><</if>>," you tell her. <<if !$offCourse>>"No shit, the same girl<<if !$tourAlice>> that was making a fuss<</if>>?? I knew she was gonna be bad news..."<<else>>"Oh man, I'm glad you got back out!"<</if>> Emma says, concern evident in her voice. "I'm so sorry, I had no idea..." "Hey, nothing to apologize for<<if $emmaRel > 2>>, I know you would have helped if you'd been there<</if>>," you say. "I hope you don't need the bathroom, 'cause I really need a shower." "Go for it girl, I can just dry my hair out here," Emma says. "You do //really// need that shower." "You're so polite," you say with a chuckle as you shut the door. You get the water running in the shower and start to strip off your clothes<<if $outfitState is "damaged">>, or at least what's left of them<</if>>. You look at the scrunched up pile on the floor and decide it's not worth trying to salvage them, so you toss them in the trash can.<</if>><<elseif $ateMandyCookout>><<set $time to 21>><<include "TIME">>You step back into your room with a satisfied grin on your face, slightly out of breath from walking so far with such a massive gut. You're a little surprised to find Emma already back, sitting on the floor against her bed wearing pajamas, her hair wrapped up in a towel. She looks up when she hears the door open. "Oh, hey <<print $name[0] + $name[1]>>--Ah, you've been busy" she says, sounding a little... bitter? "Hey Emma! The cookout was //great//! Sorry I didn't end up running into you there," you say, taking a seat on your bed. You start to massage your still-groaning belly. "So who was she?" Emma says. Her usual pep seems to be gone. <<if !$offCourse>>"Oh, you'll never believe this, it's that same girl from earlier! The one that escaped!" you say excitedly. "It was purely coincidence, not anything I planned, isn't that crazy?" "Yeah, I guess. Really shitty day for her I guess,"<<else>>"Oh, just this random girl. I think her name was Mandy?" you say. "Naturally..."<</if>> she replies, standing up and taking the towel out of her hair. <<if $emmaRel > 2>>"Hey, are you doing okay? Did something bad happen at the cookout? You can tell me," you say. She's clearly acting off. "Well..." she sighs. "I ran into this girl named Betty that was just //the worst//. As soon as I started talking to her she just started hurling insults at me and then, she... tried to eat me," she says, sitting on the ground hugging her legs. "O-Oh..." you say, realizing why she seems upset with you. "I'm so sorry that happened<<if $emmaRel is 4>>, I should have been there for you<</if>>... And sorry about //this//," you add, lightly patting your gut. "It feels kinda rude to you now..." Emma sighs. "No, I'm sorry, I'm being kind of a butt for no real reason," she says. She walks over to you and puts a hand on your exposed belly. "Just feels like a reminder of what almost was right now, y'know? But I'm happy<<if !$offCourse>> you got that meal after all!<<else>> the cookout went so well for you!<</if>> Though it's gonna be annoying to get to sleep with this thing going." She gives your gut a playful slap, grinning as it gurgles. "Heh, it'll probably calm down soon," you say. "It better!" she says with a smile. "Now unless you need the bathroom, I'm gonna go dry my hair." "Go for it" you tell her. You sit back on your bed in content, accompanied by the sounds of digestion at work and the faint whirring of Emma's blow dryer. This large of a meal has really taken its toll and you can feel yourself almost falling asleep right where you are.<<else>>"Uh, yeah... so what did you get up to?" you ask. It seems like something really soured her mood at the cookout. "Nothing really, don't worry about it," she says, walking over to the bathroom. "I'm gonna dry my hair so I can go to sleep." You sit quietly in the room waiting for her to be done, left alone with just the sounds of your gurgling gut and the faint whirring of the blow dryer.<</if>><<else>><<if $attackedMandyCookout>><<set $time to 19>><<include "TIME">><<else>><<set $time to 20>><<include "TIME">><</if>>You arrive back at your dorm to find Emma sitting on the floor against her bed wearing pajamas, her hair wrapped up in a towel. She's doing something on her phone, but looks up when she hears the door open. "Oh, hey $name," she says, looking a little out of it. "Did you have fun at the cookout? I didn't end up seeing you there." <<if $attackedMandyCookout>>"Not really to be honest, I tried to catch a meal but it didn't go so great," you reply, still feeling the mocking weight of Mandy's sneaker in your gut. "I see..." Emma says, looking almost annoyed with you. "I guess she didn't have that great of a time either." "Uh, no, probably not I suppose..." you say. "What did you get up to?"<<else>>"Eh, sorta. <<if $lunchEmma>>I actually ran into Kayla from lunch again and settled an argument she was having. She didn't stick around for very long though so the rest was a bit boring<<else>>I ran into this group of girls having an argument and settled things for them. No one really stuck around though so the rest of it was a bit boring<</if>>," you answer. "I looked around for you after but couldn't find you, what did you get up to?"<</if>> "Uh, nothing interesting... I was pretty tired, decided to turn in early..." she says, putting her phone away and removing the towel to let her hair fall down. <<if $emmaRel > 2>>"Hey, c'mon, did something bad happen? You can tell me," you say. She's clearly acting off. "Well..." she sighs. "I ran into this girl named Betty that was just //the worst//. As soon as I started talking to her she just started hurling insults at me and then, she... tried to eat me," she says, sitting on the ground hugging her legs. "O-Oh..." you say, <<if $attackedMandyCookout>>realizing why she seemed upset with you<<else>>feeling a slight tinge of guilt for not meeting back up with her<</if>>. "I'm so sorry that happened<<if $emmaRel is 4>>, I should have been there for you<</if>>..." "Thanks but, don't worry too much about me. I mean, she wasn't ready to handle all of this," she says, grinning slightly and pointing to herself with her thumb, "so your homegirl can take care of herself." Her heart still isn't fully in it. "Now unless you need the bathroom, I'm gonna go dry my hair so I can go to sleep."<<else>>It seems like something happened to really bum her out, but you decide not to push the subject. "Gotcha. I'm feeling pretty drained too," you say. "You need the bathroom for anything?" she asks you, getting to her feet. "Because I'm gonna go blow dry my hair so I can go to bed."<</if>> "Go right ahead," you say. You take a seat on your bed, pulling out your laptop. There's a whirring sound coming from the bathroom as Emma dries her hair. You've barely even logged on to your computer when you realize you're actually quite tired, and decide to close it and get ready for bed instead. You gather your pajamas from the dresser beneath your bed and wait for Emma to be done, not feeling bold enough to get dressed right here in the main room.<</if>><<elseif $cookoutGabby>><<if $ateGabby>><<set $time to 21>><<include "TIME">>You step back into your room with a satisfied grin on your face, slightly out of breath from walking so far with such a massive gut. You're a little surprised to find Emma already back, sitting on the floor against her bed wearing pajamas with her hair wrapped up in a towel. She looks up when she hears the door open. "Oh, hey <<print $name[0] + $name[1]>>--Ah, you've been busy," she says, sounding a little... bitter? "Hey Emma! The cookout was //great//! Sorry I didn't end up running into you there," you say, taking a seat on your bed. You start to massage your still-groaning belly. "So who was she?" Emma says. Her usual pep seems to be gone. <<if $lunchEmma and $emmaInquiry1 is 2>>"Oh uh..." You don't want to admit that not only did you already eat someone you barely knew so soon after your conversation earlier, but you ate one of the people that sparked that conversation in the first place. "Look, it's fine, you don't have to justify e-" she starts to say. "It was Gabby," you blurt out, deciding you aren't going to be dishonest with her. She looks at you with a scowl that doesn't suite her. "Like, Gabby from lunch? Are you kidding me??" she says, getting to her feet with her hands clenched. "She was a shy little goofball, what could she have possibly done to deserve that?" "She tasted really good..." is the only thing you can think to respond with, though you immediately realize it was stupid to say. "Unbelievable... I... I'm in a bad mood, we'll talk tomorrow," she says, storming into the bathroom and nearly slamming the door. You sit quietly in the room waiting for her to be done, left alone with just the sounds of your gurgling gut and the faint whirring of a blow dryer. <<Emma -1>><<else>><<if $lunchEmma>>"It was actually that girl Gabby from lunch if you remember, just happened to run into her again," you tell her. "Yeah I do, the shy one that seemed pretty sweet. I guess that's one less potential friend," she replies with a sigh, standing up and taking the towel out of her hair.<<else>>"Oh, just this random girl. I think her name was Gabby?" you say. "Naturally..." she replies, standing up and taking the towel out of her hair.<</if>> <<if $emmaRel > 2>>"Hey, are you doing okay? Did something bad happen at the cookout? You can tell me," you say. She's clearly acting off. "Well..." she sighs. "I ran into this girl named Betty that was just //the worst//. As soon as I started talking to her she just started hurling insults at me and then, she... tried to eat me," she says, sitting on the ground hugging her legs. "O-Oh..." you say, realizing why she seems upset with you. "I'm so sorry that happened<<if $emmaRel > 3>>, I should have been there for you<</if>>... And sorry about //this//" you add, lightly patting your gut. "It feels kinda rude to you now..." Emma sighs. "No, I'm sorry, I'm being kind of a butt for no real reason," she says. She walks over to you and puts a hand on your exposed belly. "Just feels like a reminder of what almost was right now, y'know? But I'm happy the cookout went so well for you! Though it's gonna be annoying to get to sleep with this thing going." She gives your gut a playful slap, grinning as it gurgles. "Heh, it'll probably calm down soon," you say. "It better!" she says with a smile. "Now unless you need the bathroom, I'm gonna go dry my hair." "Go for it," you tell her. You sit back on your bed in content, accompanied by the sounds of digestion at work and the faint whirring of Emma's blow dryer. This large of a meal has really taken its toll and you can feel yourself almost falling asleep right where you are.<<else>>"Uh, yeah... so what did you get up to?" you ask. It seems like something really soured her mood at the cookout. "Nothing really, don't worry about it," she says, walking over to the bathroom. "I'm gonna dry my hair so I can go to sleep." You sit quietly in the room waiting for her to be done, left alone with just the sounds of your gurgling gut and the faint whirring of the blow dryer.<</if>><</if>><<else>><<set $time to 19.25>><<include "TIME">>You arrive back at your dorm to find Emma sitting on the floor against her bed wearing pajamas, her hair wrapped up in a towel. She's doing something on her phone, but looks up when she hears the door open. "Oh, hey $name," she says, looking a little out of it. "Did you have fun at the cookout? I didn't end up seeing you there." "Not really to be honest, I tried to catch a meal but it didn't go so great," you reply, still feeling pretty out of it from Gabby's escape. "I see..." Emma says, looking almost annoyed with you. "I guess she didn't have that great of a time either." "Uh, no, probably not I suppose..." you say. "What did you get up to?" "Uh, nothing interesting... I was pretty tired, decided to turn in early..." she says, putting her phone away and removing the towel to let her hair fall down. <<if $emmaRel > 2>>"Hey, are you doing okay? Did something bad happen at the cookout? You can tell me," you say. She's clearly acting off. "Well..." she sighs. "I ran into this girl named Betty that was just //the worst//. As soon as I started talking to her she just started hurling insults at me and then, she... tried to eat me," she says, sitting on the ground hugging her legs. "O-Oh..." you say, realizing why she seemed upset with you. "I'm so sorry that happened<<if $emmaRel > 3>>, I should have been there for you<</if>>..." "Thanks but, don't worry too much about me. I mean, she wasn't ready to handle all of this," she says, grinning slightly and pointing to herself with her thumb, "so your homegirl can take care of herself." Her heart still isn't fully in it. "Now unless you need the bathroom, I'm gonna go dry my hair so I can go to sleep."<<else>>It seems like something happened to really bum her out, but you decide not to push the subject. "Gotcha. I'm feeling pretty drained too," you say. "You need the bathroom for anything?" she asks you, getting to her feet. "Because I'm gonna go blow dry my hair so I can go to bed."<</if>> "Go right ahead," you say. You take a seat on your bed, pulling out your laptop. There's a whirring sound coming from the bathroom as Emma dries her hair. You've barely even logged on to your computer when you realize you're actually quite tired, and decide to close it and get ready for bed instead. You gather your pajamas from the dresser beneath your bed and wait for Emma to be done, not feeling bold enough to get dressed right here in the main room.<</if>><</if>> [[Get ready for bed->September 1st- End of Day]]

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<<set $time to 22>><<include "TIME">><<if !$eatenByAliceCookout>>Once Emma is finished, you take your turn in the bathroom to get ready to go to bed. <<if $ateMandyCookout or $ateGabby>>You decided you didn't want to deal with changing clothes with your bulging belly, so you're just going to sleep in what you have on<<if $outfit is "uniform">>, though you did take off the jacket<</if>>.<<else>><<set $outfit to "pjs">><<set $outfitState to "normal">>You change out of your clothes into your pajamas--a very loose fitting shirt and lounge pants.<</if>>You brush your teeth and wipe off the small amount of makeup you were wearing, taking one last look at yourself in the mirror before heading off to sleep.\ <<else>> You take your time in the shower, feeling the water wash away all the gross residue left over from the ordeal. You take particular care to thoroughly rinse out your hair, which had gotten gross and clumped together from the digestive fluid.<<if $totalEscaped > 0>> It's a much more satisfying cleanse than after your<<if $totalEscaped is 1>> first escape<<else>> earlier escapes<</if>>.<</if>> Eventually you step back out and dry off, sliding on your pajamas. Much more comfortable than the acid drenched outfit you'd had earlier. You feel much better, but also much more tired. You go and brush your teeth, taking one last look at yourself in the mirror before heading off to sleep.<<if $outfit is "uniform">><<set $wardrobeUniform to false>><</if>><<set $outfit to "pjs">><<set $outfitState to "normal">><</if>> <<include "Weight Gain">>\ <<Recap>> [[Go to Sleep->September 1st to 2nd]]

<<set $ateMandy to true>><<set $tourMandy to true>><<set $mandyEscaped to "false">><<set $preyName to "Mandy">><<set $preyHealthMax to 24>><<set $preyResilience to 0>><<set $preyFrustration to 0>><<set $preyExhaustion to 0>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to false>><<set $sceneActionsLink to "TourMandy_Struggle">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "TourMandy(TEXT)">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Eat Mandy- Failure">><<set $preySize to 4>><<set $fullness += $preySize>><<set _withEmma to false>>\ You lick your lips--it's too good of an opportunity to pass up, your stomach's been grumbling for some action since you first arrived. The girl is oblivious to your presence, doodling some strange creature in the corner of the board with the marker she found. You decide your best option is to take her by surprise. Being careful not to make a sound, you sneak past the desk and approach her from the right. Just as you're about to grab her, your stomach lets out a tremendous growl that practically echoes through the room. The girl immediately snaps her head towards you and drops the marker. For a brief moment you both pause and stare at each other, then she bolts for the door. Unwilling to lose your meal, you lunge forward and tackle her to the ground, landing in an awkward position face down on her back. "OW! Get off me!" the girl cries. You grab her shoulder and pull back to flip her onto her back, being careful to keep her pinned. In a surprisingly agile maneuver she brings her knees up to her chest through the slight gap between your bodies and tries to kick you off, but you hug her tight before there's a chance for her to extend them again. "Stop! Let me go!" she shouts again. "Nice try, but you're mine" you tell her. You pull off her sneakers before continuing- you can stomach shoes, but not as the first thing you taste. Using your bodyweight to keep her in the scrunched up position she's assumed, you carefully guide her feet into your waiting mouth. "NO! PLE//MMPH//!" She tries to protest again, but you press one of your hands over her mouth, not wanting to leave a chance that she could get someone's attention. This frees one of her arms, but luckily she isn't that strong and you have no trouble keeping your overpowering position. You quickly work your way up her legs, taking in her surprisingly tasty flavor--perfectly salty without being gross and sweaty. After a few gulps you reach her knees, leaving you in a fairly awkward spot the way she's positioned. However, you feel her start to slide in deeper as her legs almost reflexively unfold into your mouth. You moan slightly and run your tongue along her exposed flesh, enjoying the blissful feeling of her practically feeding herself to you. It only lasts for a brief moment before you have to take control again. Before long her rear pops into your mouth, and with only the taste of clothes to look forward to now you pick up the pace. Her eyes are watering and you can hear her sniffling, but you keep your hand planted firmly over her mouth. Her right hand remains free as you move up her torso, still stubbornly trying to push you off. After only a few more swallows your lips are around her neck. "SOMEONE HE--!" she starts to cry out as you finally remove your hand, but with another gulp she's cut off by her mouth entering yours. One more swallow and everything but her forearm is sealed away. You roll over onto your back, taking the pressure off your expanding belly, before slurping up the last of her, running your tongue through her fingers until you feel them sliding down your throat. @@color:yellowgreen;You overpowered your prey.@@ "//*UUURRPP*// Ahhh, that was amazing" you say, air rushing up your throat into a burp as the last of your prey settles into your gut. "You tasted great" you taunt, patting the top of your belly. The pressure from her being on top of you is almost painful, so you struggle back up into a sitting position against the wall.<<set $sceneAttack to 0>><<set $sceneDefense to 0>><<done>><<include $sceneActionsLink>><<replace "#actionReminder">><<PredActionReminder>><</replace>><</done>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "predOptions">></div>

<<if $ateMandy>><<set $time to 11.5>><<include "TIME">><<if !$offCourse>>The two of you<<else>>You<</if>> head back down the hall towards the auditorium, your belly sloshing and groaning as you walk.<<if !$offCourse>> "There, see? We're fine," Emma says, grabbing your arm and pointing out a few girls rounding the corner at the far end of the hall.<<else>> Down at the far end of the hall you spot a few girls rounding the corner.<</if>> It must be the tour group. You rush ahead to catch up, careful not to upset your churning gut as it works through whatever remains of Mandy. You creep back into the back of the group after you catch up, trying not to draw attention to <<if $offCourse>>yourself<<else>>yourselves<</if>>. Unfortunately your stomach is making that difficult, and most of the girls at least glance in your direction and give you some distance. Professor Juniper definitely notices and makes eye contact with you, raising one of her eyebrows, but continues giving her speech without missing a beat.<<elseif $mandyEscaped is "ignored">><<set $time to 11.25>><<if !$offCourse>>"Yeah, let's go," you say, not interested enough in a meal to risk falling behind. The two of you head out of the room, picking up the pace a bit to catch up to the back of the group.<<else>>You decide against trying to make a meal of the girl<<if $totalPrey > 0>>, heeding the warning of the woman at the front desk. Two girls before lunch on the first day would put too much of a target on your head.<<else>>, not wanting to fall behind on the tour.<</if>> You head for the exit, stepping back into the hall and returning to your position at the back of the group.<</if>> "Alright, next we're going to take a look at the front hall! You've already been at the front desk and met our lovely secretary, but that's not all that's down here," Juniper instructs, leading the group back down the main hallway. "And this is important to know so make sure you remember!" she adds as she comes to a stop by the door you came out of from the front desk. "You see this little hall right across from the front desk? This is where both the nurse and headmistress's offices are. Unfortunately she's leading one of the tours so her room is locked up right now, but pretty much any other time this door will be open for anyone to come in," she says, gesturing to the door that says "nurse". "Whether you're sick or hurt, maybe burned from a recent escape, or even just looking for someone to talk to about something personal, Jenna is always happy to help however she can!" "Now Miss Inedia's office is also here, but you'd better hope you never get to see the inside of it. Trust me, if you get called down here, the chances you //aren't// in trouble are very slim. And you do //not// want to be in trouble with her, so behave, got it?" she says with a slight smirk.<<if !$offCourse>> "So she eats you, right? Like she just... just eats people that break the rules? It's a vore school that's gotta be it," Emma whispers to you. You nod in agreement--that would seem like the logical conclusion.<</if>> "And finally, that last door down there leads to a stairwell. Not only is that a way upstairs, obviously, but this staircase will also put you right into the hall where all of the teacher's offices are, so until you really have a lay of the land I'd recommend you come this way if you need to see any of your professors. The syllabus you get on your first day should have the office hours for that class's teacher," she continues. After a few rather uninteresting questions, the tour continues. "Alright then, let's keep it moving! Back the way we came, we're heading for the west wing," Juniper calls out as she moves through the group. You follow her back towards the auditorium, but take a left this time.<<elseif $mandyEscaped is "failed">><<set $time to 11.75>>You exit into the hall dejectedly, rubbing your empty stomach with one hand. To your surprise you spot a few girls rounding the corner all the way at the far end of the hall--you didn't think they'd have made it that far already. Your little mishap must have taken more time than you thought. You rush to catch up with them, rejoining at the back of the group at the very end of the hall. You're pretty sure you can see your would-be prey at the front of the pack, looking around nervously.<<elseif $mandyEscaped is "released">><<set $time to 11.75>>Still a bit sore, you head out the door back into the hall. Luckily, there's no evidence of Mandy's exit other than the gross taste in your mouth. At the far end of the hall you spot a few girls rounding the corner--it must be the tour. Not wanting to fall behind, you rush to catch up, rejoining at the back of the group. Mandy is nowhere in sight, understandably, but you're curious where she ran off to.<<elseif $mandyEscaped is "vomit">><<set $time to 11.75>><<if !$offCourse>>You exit back into the hall, handling the door for Emma. You're still sore all over, and your mouth has a disgusting flavor stuck in it, but you know you need to keep moving if you don't want to lose the tour group. "Thanks. Don't worry girl, I've been there before, everything but the taste will go away pretty quickly," Emma says, putting her arm around your shoulder now that you're safely away from the vomit. "And look!" she says, pointing to the end of the hall where you can see a few girls rounding the corner. "There's the tour group. Let's go." Despite feeling a bit weak from the ordeal, the two of you hurry along to rejoin the group, shuffling in at the back of the pack. Mandy is nowhere to be seen--a part of you wonders where exactly she ran off to.<<else>>You exit back into the hall, still sore all over and left with the taste of bile in your mouth. You'd rather sit and rest, but you don't want to lose the tour group. At the far end of the hall you spot a few girls rounding the corner--it must be the tour. Despite feeling a bit weak from the ordeal, you rush to rejoin the group, shuffling in at the back of the pack. Mandy is nowhere to be seen- a part of you wonders where exactly she ran off to.<</if>><</if>> "So this is actually pretty much the end of our Karbo tour! Once we head upstairs we'll be taking the bridge over to Lampton Hall," Professor Juniper says, pausing in front of the stairs at the end of the hallway. "You've probably noticed that these rooms down here look a bit different--that's because they're dorms! Freshmen dorms to be exact, but we'll talk about that more over in Lampton. So unless there are any final questions..." she pauses.<<if $ateMandy>> "Yes, you there!" "Uh not really about the tour but, is she allowed to do that?" a girl towards the front asks, pointing at your bloated gut. You blush a little. "Well, you heard the headmistress at the opening presentation. Unless a teacher or staff member tells you otherwise, eating your classmates is fair game. Usually your professor will have a rule against it during class, but, while I don't usually condone it, I never said anything about the tour. Whichever young lady she's got in there managed to put herself in a position where I couldn't intervene, so she has to live with the consequences," Juniper explains in a stern tone. <</if>><<if $mandyEscaped is "ignored">> You hear the unmistakable groaning of a stomach behind you and whip your head around to find the source. Not far behind you is a dark haired girl wearing a frilly black skirt and a red tube top, leaving an opening for her massive gut to bulge out of the front, someone seemingly still squirming within. She pushes out a loud, very deliberate belch as she rejoins the group. You can't help but wonder if her prey was the girl you passed up. At the front of the pack, a girl immediately raises her hand. "Yes, you there!" Professor Juniper says. "Uh not really about the tour but, is she allowed to do that?" the girl asks, pointing at the other girl's bloated belly. She licks her lips with a smirk as everyone turns to look at her. "Well, you heard the headmistress at the opening presentation. Unless a teacher or staff member tells you otherwise, eating your classmates is fair game. Usually your professor will have a rule against it during class, but, while I don't usually condone it, I never said anything about the tour. Whichever young lady she's got in there managed to put herself in a position where I couldn't intervene, so she has to live with the consequences," Juniper explains in a stern tone.<</if>> "Okay then! Why don't we head upstairs?" she says, starting to funnel everyone out into the stairwell. [[Continue the tour->September 1st- Tour: Lampton]]

<<set $time to 11.5>><<include "TIME">><<set $ateMandy to false>><<set $mandyEscaped to "vomit">><<if !$offCourse>>You suddenly feel a sharp pain in your gut. It didn't seem like Mandy's struggling was strong enough to have much effect on you, but your stomach has begun to protest the meal you sent it. You can feel that her squirming is still rather weak, but she must be hitting you in all the right places. "Oh shit //*urp*// ow!" you cry out, jolting forward. "Is she really giving you that much trouble?" Emma says, almost sounding optimistic. She places one of her hands on your gut, but jumps back as another surge of pain makes you double over and caress your belly. "I don't know what //*urp*// she's--//*hrk*//." You feel a heavy shift in your guts followed by a sudden, intense pressure. Your attempts to fight the feeling back are futile. "No..." is all you manage to mutter before you're thrown into a fit of coughing and gagging. "Oh god wait is she really coming back up!? Ew!" Emma squeals, jumping to her feet and backing away. You feel Mandy's head squeeze back into your throat and slowly push back up towards your mouth. You try to swallow her back down, but to no avail. Before long her head starts to emerge from yours, your eyes watering from the pain as her chest starts to follow suit. Once her arms are free the process speeds up considerably as she forcibly pulls herself out of your body. Emma is still off to the side, averting her gaze for the most part. After a minute or so the agony subsides as the last of the girl regains its freedom. Mandy, completely drenched in acid<<if $turn > 2>> and her clothes filled with holes<<elseif $turn > 7>> and relieved of any clothing by the efforts of your gut<</if>>, sits panting on the floor, getting her bearings. You're still coughing on the floor when she realizes she might still be in danger and bolts for the door without another word, almost losing her footing on the tile from the slimy digestive fluids. "Ew, gross!" Emma squeals, still standing a few feet away with a look of disgust. Her face softens a bit when she notices you're practically in the fetal position on the floor. "Uh, sorry I just get really grossed out by vomit, are you okay?"<<set $emmaInfo1 to 1>> It looks like she starts to offer you a hand, but can't bring herself to get any closer to the globs of what used to be your breakfast that hitched a ride with Mandy onto the floor. You slowly struggle to your feet, the entire upper half of your body feeling sore. "Ugh... yeah I'm okay. Sorry, I can't believe she put up that good of a fight..." you say. Emma is over by the door now, having walked in a wide arc around the scene of the crime. "Eh, you win some you lose some," she says with a smirk. "We should probably go find the tour again. And uh... can you get the door? It's all slimy..."<<else>>You suddenly feel a sharp pain in your gut. It didn't seem like the girl's struggling was strong enough to have much effect on you, but your stomach has begun to protest the meal you sent it. You can feel that her squirming is still rather weak, but she must be hitting you in all the right places. "Oh shit //*urp*// ow!" you cry out, jolting forward. "Cut it //*urp*// out!" The girl is only encouraged by your protests, however, and another surge of pain makes you double over and caress your belly. You feel a heavy shift in your guts followed by a sudden, intense pressure. Your attempts to fight the feeling back are futile. "No..." is all you manage to mutter before you're thrown into a fit of coughing and gagging. You feel the girl's head squeeze back into your throat and slowly push back up towards your mouth. You try to swallow her back down, but to no avail. Before long her head starts to emerge from yours, your eyes watering from the pain as her chest starts to follow suit. Once her arms are free the process speeds up considerably as she forcibly pulls herself out of your body. After a minute or so the agony subsides as the last of your prey regains its freedom. The girl, completely drenched in acid<<if $acidStage is 1>> and her clothes filled with holes<<elseif $turn > 7>> and relieved of any clothing by the efforts of your gut<</if>>, sits panting on the floor, getting her bearings. You're still coughing on the floor when she realizes she might still be in danger and bolts for the door without another word, almost losing her footing on the tile from the slimy digestive fluids. For a time you stay laying on the floor, coughing and clutching your empty stomach, but after a while you slowly struggle back to your feet, the entire upper half of your body feeling sore. As you pause to gather yourself a bit, you notice the girl signed her name beneath the doodle she'd been drawing on the board- Mandy. Maybe you'll try for round two if you can track her down later in the day. For now though, you should probably catch up with your group.<</if>> <<include "playerPredFail">>[[Rejoin the tour->September 1st- Tour: Karbo 2]]

<<set $time to 11.75>><<include "TIME">><<set $metAlice to true>><<set $tourAlice to true>>"I mean, you can't be //that// good if you were in the last batch of students accepted," you taunt. The dark haired girl immediately whips her head around towards you, an evil glare in her eyes.<<if !$offCourse>> "Haha shit, you tell her girl!" Emma says with a big grin on her face. She looks surprised, but thrilled, that you decided to be so direct.<</if>> "What did you just say, bitch?" she growls, marching over to stand only a foot or so away from you, making it apparent that she's a few inches taller than you. You get a good look at her face for the first time--she's obviously wearing a lot of makeup and her eyes are a piercing amber. Dangling at the sides of her head is a pair of ruby earrings. In classic form, the rest of the tour group shuffles into a circle around you, eager to see what happens. It makes you suddenly feel a bit nervous, but you stand your ground. "I'm just saying, based on what you said it sounds like you aren't nearly as good as you think you are," you tell her. "You have no idea who you're talking to bitch," she says, taking a step closer<<if $mandyEscaped is "ignored">> so that her bloated stomach is touching you. "It sounds like maybe you want to join my little friend here," she adds, patting the top of her belly.<<else>> and pressing her finger into your chest. "Maybe you'd like me to show you just how skilled I am," she adds, flicking her tongue across her lips.<</if>> You hear a few "ooo"s from the crowd. <<link "And who exactly am I talking to?">><<append "#text">> "Oh, and //who// exactly am I talking to?" you ask in a mocking tone. Somehow she looks even angrier than before. "Alice Mercato, daughter of //Selene Mercato//.<<set $aliceInfo1 to 1>> I'm the best predator in this whole class and soon to be queen of this school," she says with as much pomp as she can muster, leaning in so close that your faces are almost touching. You hear some murmurs from the crowd, a few of the other students evidently recognizing her mother's name, but you just narrow your eyes at Alice. "Never heard of you, was that supposed to be intimidating?" you taunt. A moment later you're crashing onto the ground, pushed down by a very frustrated Alice.<<if !$offCourse>> "Back off bitch!" Emma shouts, rushing in to back you up and return the favor. She and Alice start to grapple with each other, but the fight is quickly shut down by Professor Juniper finally intervening, grabbing Alice's arm and yanking her back.<<else>> "That's it you're- hey!" Alice yelps, a hand grabbing her arm and pulling her back. It's Professor Juniper, finally intervening in the standoff.<</if>> "That's quite enough girls! We still have a tour to get through, behave yourselves," she says, a shocking amount of anger in her voice compared to her earlier tone. "You're sticking with me until the tour's done, got it?" she says to Alice. "Wh- But- Ugh, fine, whatever!" Alice grumbles, reluctantly following her to the front of the group. <<if !$offCourse>>Emma offers you her hand and helps you back onto your feet. "You ok?" she asks. "Yeah, thanks for the help."<<elseif $fullness > 1>>You struggle back onto your feet under the weight of your belly and decide to stick at the back of the group.<<else>>You get back onto your feet, deciding it's probably best to stick at the back of the group.<</if>> <<Alice -2>><</append>><<replace "#choices">> [[Continue with the tour->September 1st- Tour: Lampton 2]]<</replace>><</link>> <<link "I'd like to see you try">><<append "#text">><<if $fullness > 2>> "Hah, I'd //love// to see you try and get me down," you respond, drumming your fingers along your still-bloated belly to draw her attention to your current size. Your body helps punctuate your point as whatever remains of $lastPrey makes a very audible squelching sound. The girl looks even more pissed than before, but takes a step back. "Whatever bitch, you're not worth my fucking time," she snarls. She whips back around, storming off toward the front of the tour group. You hear a few snickers in the crowd. "Aw, but I didn't even get your name!" you call out. She turns her head back at you, gritting her teeth. "It's Alice //Mercato//, and don't you dare forget it," she says before turning back.<<if !$offCourse>> "Damn, you completely shut her down!" Emma says, still grinning. "'Don't you dare forget it'," she repeats in a dumb voice. You both laugh. <<if $emmaRel < 3>><<Emma 1>> <</if>><<Alice -2>><<else>> <<Alice -2>><</if>><<elseif $offCourse is false>> "Hah, I'd like to see you try<<if $mandyEscaped is "ignored">>, there's no way you could keep two people down<</if>>," you reply, unafraid. Unfortunately, you quickly discover that she wasn't just talking trash as she lunges forward at you<<if $mandyEscaped is "ignored">>, pinning you beneath her massive gut<<else>>, tackling you to the ground and pinning your arms before you have time to react<</if>>. You hear a few gasps from the crowd and several of the girls jump back. "Oh, I'm happy to give a demonstration~" the girl hisses before leaning in with her mouth wide open. "Hey, back off bitch!" Emma cries out, pushing the girl off of you. "Hey what the hell!?" the girl shouts. She <<if $mandyEscaped is "ignored">>struggles<<else>>gets<</if>> to her feet and looks like she's about to jump at Emma instead, but Professor Juniper finally intervenes and grabs her arm. "That's quite enough! We still have a tour to get through girls, keep it together. You're sticking next to me, got it Alice?" she says, yanking the girl with her towards the front of the group. "How did y--ugh, fine, whatever!" Alice grumbles, glaring at you but following the professor. The crowd breaks up and returns to their original positions following the professor as Emma offers you her hand and helps you back onto your feet. "You ok?" she asks. "Yeah, thanks for the help." <<Alice -2>><<else>><<set _checkType to "prey">><<if $mandyEscaped is "ignored">><<set _baseline to 9>><<else>><<set _baseline to 14>><</if>><<set _modifier to 3>><<include "voreCheck">><<if _swallow>><<if $mandyEscaped is "ignored">><<goto [[Engage Alice- Eaten(Multi)]]>><<else>><<goto [[Engage Alice- Eaten]]>><</if>><<else>><<set $stamina -= 5>> "Hah, I'd like to see you try<<if $mandyEscaped is "ignored">>, there's no way you could keep two people down<</if>>," you reply, unafraid. Unfortunately, you quickly discover that she wasn't just talking trash as she lunges forward at you<<if $mandyEscaped is "ignored">>, pinning you beneath her massive gut<<else>>, tackling you to the ground and pinning your arms before you have time to react<</if>>. You hear a few gasps from the crowd and several of the girls jump back. "Oh, I'm happy to give a demonstration~" the girl hisses before leaning in with her mouth wide open. Thinking fast, you use the only part of you that she doesn't have locked down and spit in her face, most of it going in her open mouth but a little splashing into her eye. She immediately recoils and starts coughing, pausing her assault. "Oh what the fuck!" she cries out. You take the opportunity to push up at her with your knees, <<if $mandyEscaped is "ignored">>tipping<<else>>shoving<</if>> her off of you. You quickly get back to your feet, but before you or the girl can do anything else Professor Juniper finally intervenes. "That's quite enough!" she says, grabbing the girl's arm and yanking her onto her feet. "We still have a tour to get through girls, keep it together. You're sticking next to me, got it Alice?" "How did y- ugh, fine, whatever!" Alice grumbles, glaring at you but following the professor. The crowd starts to break up and fall back into position behind the professor. You decide you're best off sticking at the back of the pack. <<Alice -3>> @@color:yellowgreen;You managed to escape.@@<</if>><</if>><</append>><<replace "#choices">> [[Continue with the tour->September 1st- Tour: Lampton 2]]<</replace>><</link>>

<<set $time to 12>>\ <<if $mandyEscaped is "ignored">><<set $alicePrey.push({name: "An unknown freshman", status: "?", details: "someone she caught unaware during the tour on the first day"})>><</if>>\ <<if $aliceRel < 0>>"Now if we can maybe get back to the tour?" Professor Juniper huffs. "Thank you." She moves back to the front of the group, Alice at her side, and takes a deep breath to regain her more jolly demeanor from before.<<else>><<if !$offCourse>>"Yeah, honestly. She's not gonna last very long if she talks like that to the upperclassmen," you whisper back to Emma. "Hey, but at least she'll give whoever gets her some very smug boobs," she replies, the two of you stifling a laugh. The girl turns her head and glares in your direction, but doesn't say anything.<<else>>You decide to ignore the girl, you can already tell she's the type that just wants the attention. Plus, it probably wouldn't be worth the trouble of getting a jab in at her ego, you'd rather not make enemies on the first day<<if $mandyEscaped is "ignored">>, certainly not one who's already eaten someone before the introductory tour is over<</if>>.<</if>><</if>> <<if $aliceRel is 0>>"Right, well, sorry but I don't make those decisions," Juniper says to the girl, trying to move things along. <</if>>"Anyway, as I was saying, the first ten of these dorms, from here right across from the bridge down to the end of the hall that way," she points to the right, "are reserved for freshmen." Then she starts to walk down the hall to the left as she talks, gesturing for everyone to follow her. "Pretty much the rest of this floor houses sophomores. They also get assigned dorms, but can request a specific roommate, even an upperclassmen if they're both up for it." The hallway leads into the upper level of a large, open room. Up ahead on your left is a wide staircase leading down, with two moderate sized balconies filled with tables on either side and a set of glass double doors on the wall directly across from it on your right. You can see more dorm doors and what looks like another hall branching off to the right on the far wall. "Juniors and seniors don't have many restrictions, as long as they contact the office in time they can even request a specific room, though with a few exceptions they're only allowed something on the first floor of Lampton. And speaking of the office, that's what this is on our right here," she says, stopping in the middle of the walkway and waving a hand toward the glass doors. "This is the dual purpose mail room and help desk, usually just referred to as 'The Lampton Office'. Other colleges usually split things up into different divisions--registrar, bursar, whatever--but since we're smaller we just have the one clerk on duty here to field any concerns about the campus or registration. It's also where you'll come to pick up any mail that gets sent to you--the folders you got earlier have a shipping address for you to use." "Now, down that other hallway down there is just more dorms, so why don't we check out the dining hall!" she says, leading the group down the stairs. "This is where you'll have all your meals that //aren't// your classmates. Surprisingly enough we've actually had the least incidents between students here over the years, if you can believe it." You take a look around the massive room as you reach the bottom of the stairs--it's filled with a mix of small circular tables and long rectangular ones. Despite coming downstairs, the ceiling is still at the same height as the floor above, several supporting columns breaking through the sea of tables to support the daunting height of the room. An array of purple sound dampening panels hang from the ceiling. The upper half of the walls on either side are mostly windows, flooding the room with light, and on the left wall is what looks like the main entrance to the building. "Every day between eight and ten in the morning, noon to two in the afternoon, and five to eight in the evening that buffet line you can see down there," she gestures to the far side of the room, "will be filled with all sorts of food available to any of the students, the cost already covered by your tuition. You'll be back here once the tour is over for a special lunch with all the other freshmen, you can see them working on it in the back there now! The little doorway to the right of that area is the cafe, where you can buy snacks and drinks and that sort of thing anytime from ten to ten." "Okay then, we've just got one more stop here in Lampton. You'll notice that there's a door on either side of the wall behind the stairs here. These lead to the dorms on the lower level," she explains, ushering everyone into the door to the left of the staircase. "But it's also where the lounge is!" The door leads to a fairly large room with a tv, several couches, and a ping pong table. To the right is a hallway that bends around the corner and seems identical to the one upstairs. "The intent was to give students a communal place to relax indoors, but in reality since it's a secluded area that usually has no teachers nearby, it's actually one of the most dangerous places you can be if you aren't alert. It's basically a deathtrap for freshmen: You shouldn't risk hanging around here until you're a junior or senior. Down the other hall down there are more doubles just like upstairs, but in that area at the back of the lounge there are a few four-person suites available to upperclassmen. There's also a stairwell back there, but not at the end of the other hall to prevent any direct routes to the freshmen, because we're looking out for you guys," she says with an exaggerated smile.<<if !$offCourse>> "Maaan, I bet the seniors throw some great parties in there... I've gotta get good fast so I can get in on that action," Emma mumbles to herself.<</if>> "And that about does it for Lampton! Any questions before we move on?" A few of the girls ask fairly mundane questions about dorms and meal times, nothing of interest to you. Once it seems like no one else has anything to say, Professor Juniper continues. "Alright let's head to our last destination: The Aesir Sports Complex! Back into the dining hall and out the main door, we're crossing the courtyard to get there." [[Continue with the tour->September 1st- Tour: Courtyard Interlude]]

<<set $eatenByAlice to true>><<set $predName to "Alice">><<set $predSS to 40>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "Engage Alice_PreyStruggle">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "Engage Alice(TEXT)">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "Engage Alice_Actions">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Alice- Escape">>"Hah, I'd like to see you try," you reply, unafraid. Unfortunately, you quickly discover that she wasn't just talking trash as she lunges forward at you, tackling you to the ground and pinning your arms before you have time to react. You hear a few gasps from the crowd and several of the girls jump back. "Oh, I'm happy to give a demonstration~" the girl hisses before leaning in with her mouth wide open. You try to squirm away or knock her off of you somehow, but it's no use. Her wet mouth spreads over the top of your head, her lips greedily sliding down your face. You desperately try to free your arms, but no matter what you do you can't break her pin--you're helpless as she starts to pull you in deeper. With your head firmly in her throat, she leans back into a sitting position, making sure to keep your arms locked at your sides as she lifts you up over her. You kick your legs furiously as she starts to swallow you in deeper, but your efforts are wasted and no one from the group seems interested in helping you. Slowly but surely you're pushed down through the tight embrace of her esophagus and into the slimy pit of her stomach. @@color:orange;You have been overpowered.@@ Starting with your head, your body squeezes into the slimy walls, stretching out and expanding her gut as it does its best to accommodate the size of the meal it's been sent. Before long you're entirely sealed within the acrid tomb, your body curling up into an uncomfortable ball. You can feel the walls rippling around you as odd groans and gurgles begin to fill your ears. The stomach walls clamp down on you hard as your predator pushes out a triumphant belch. "Ah, thanks for the meal bitch, you really hit the spot!" she laughs. "You really should have kept your mouth shut." "//*sigh*// Did you really have to eat her Alice?" you hear the muffled voice of Professor Juniper say. "You're lucky I was distracted. I guess I'll make this a rule now: //''No'' eating students on the tour//. Now you, get on your feet, we still have two buildings to go." "Yeah, yeah, got it," Alice says. You feel her stomach shift around you as she rises back to her feet. "Keep staring and I'll make room for one more as soon as she's not looking," she snaps at some other girl from the group. You can feel the slight bouncing of her footsteps as the tour continues without you.<<set $sceneAttack to 0>><<set $sceneDefense to 0>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "preyOptions">></div>

<<set $time to 12.25>><<include "TIME">>You keep up your onslaught, encouraged by your prior success to keep fighting with everything you've got. <<if $mandyEscaped is "ignored">>Then, finally, with one good kick the stomach walls almost instantly clamp down //hard//, submerging you in the raging acid once again and putting an unbearable amount of pressure on your body. "Ow! Giv-//hnk//," Alice cries. "Fuck... not again..." She's interrupted by a dry heave followed by a fit of coughing. "You're food... //hurk// Stay. Down." she tries to command in a very strained tone. Inside, you're being pushed out much faster than before, your hands already breaching back into her mouth despite her attempts to swallow you back down. Before long you can feel the coolness of open air on your fingers, and in desperation you grip the sides of her mouth to pull yourself out, taking no chances. Between your pulling and the force of her stomach ejecting you, it only takes a few seconds for the majority of your body to return to freedom, Alice eventually giving up on holding you back down. Your feet are the last thing to exit your slimy prison, leaving you lying in a pool of acid on the floor. <<if $turn < 3>>You're drenched in the disgusting bile from Alice's stomach, but your clothing is intact and other than a bit of exhaustion, you don't feel much worse for wear.<<elseif $turn < 8>>You cough and sputter on the ground, completely coated in digestive fluids. Mild burns coat your body in patches where the acid ate away your clothes, leaving your outfit as a scorched tangle of fabric.<<else>>You feel dizzy and your arms tremble as you sit up. With a twinge of embarrassment you realize your clothes have completely melted away.<</if>> Behind you, Alice is still retching, and you jump back as a second wave of disgusting bile follows up your escape. The other girl never comes back out, but you can see clumps of hair that definitely don't belong to you in the gross puddle spreading across the floor. "Ugh... Dis-//*cough*// Disgusting..." Alice mumbles, leaning against the wall clutching her still-swollen belly. "You fucking //*hack*// bitch! How-//hnk// How dare you!" your would-be predator grumbles, clearly in a lot of pain from your escape.<<else>>After a particularly well placed thrust of your arm, you hear Alice cry out in pain and the stomach walls begin to shudder around you. This could be it! "Are you all right Alice? Because if you continue to distract from the tour then I'll--Oh, actually it looks like the situation is about to resolve itself," you hear Professor Juniper say. "N-No, I've... I've got her..." Alice struggles to reply, clutching you through her stomach in some attempt to stop you from moving. "Just--//HRK//." She collapses forward onto her knees, dry heaving as her gut begins to shift and squirm. "Oh god gross! Why does it have to be where we can all see you!" you hear a girl from the group scream. Your head and shoulders start to push back up Alice's throat, the rest of your body not far behind. It's a painful squeeze, but before long you start to feel cool air on your face. Your head finally sprouts from hers, greeting the sea of eyes eagerly watching your escape, some looking mildly disturbed but others somewhat amused. Once you've breached her mouth, Alice finally gives up on holding you back and the rest of you makes its exit from the slimy prison of her body quite quickly, leaving you lying in a pool of acid on the floor.<<if $turn < 3>>You're drenched in the disgusting bile from her stomach, but your clothing is intact and other than a bit of exhaustion, you don't feel much worse for wear.<<elseif $turn < 8>>You cough and sputter on the ground, completely coated in digestive fluids. Mild burns coat your body in patches where the acid ate away your clothes, leaving your outfit as a scorched tangle of fabric.<<else>>You feel dizzy and your arms tremble as you sit up. A slight draft makes you realize your clothes have completely melted away. Your face turns bright red as you hastily shield yourself from the prying eyes of the group.<</if>> Behind you, Alice is still retching, and you jump back as a second wave of disgusting bile follows up your escape. "Well, I suppose you should have waited until after a few classes, dear," Juniper chides Alice, getting a few snickers from the tour group. "Well done on your escape, $name! <<if $turn < 8>>You must be horribly uncomfortable, why don't you head back down to the front desk? The woman working there will have <<if $outfit is "uniform">>a fresh uniform<<else>>some clothes<</if>> that you can change into.<<else>>Ah, sorry you've got a crowd while you're..." she gestures to your nude body, not helping your embarrassment, "but you'll find out soon enough that this isn't such an uncommon situation here. Why don't you head back down to the front desk dear? The woman working there will have some clothes for you.<</if>> Oh, and have her send a custodian to clean up this mess too!" "As for you," she says to Alice, grabbing her right arm and pulling her to her feet, "we need to keep this tour moving, so get it together. You'll be sticking with me until we're done so I can make sure you keep out of trouble." Alice looks like she wants to protest, but gets caught in a fit of coughing as she's pulled along to the front of the group.<</if>> <<Alice -3>> <<include "playerPreyEscape">><<if $mandyEscaped is "ignored">>[[Time to get out of here->Alice- Regurgitated Interlude]]<<else>>[[Head for the front desk->Alice- Regurgitated Interlude]]<</if>>

<<set $digestion += $preySize>> <<set $totalPrey += 1>> <<set $lastPrey to $preyName>> <<set $currentlyDigesting.push({ name: $preyName, remaining: $preySize })>> <<set $oralXP += (10 + (3 * $preyResilience))>> <<if $resilience < 3>> <<set $resilienceXP += 5>> <</if>> <<set $strengthXP += 3+$preyResilience>> <<OralXPCheck>> <<ResilienceXPCheck>> <<StrengthXPCheck>> <<CapacityXPCheck>> <<timed 0.1s>>/*variable reset can't happen immediately or it breaks the sidebar text, but using the done function caused a rare saving bug. Having this tiny delay sovles the sidebar issue and hopefully doesn't cause other problems */ <<set $turn to 0>> <<set $acidStage to 0>> <<set $success to 0>> <<set $progress to 0>> <<set $lastAction to "none">> <<set $lastPlayerAction to "none">> <<set $lastPreyAction to "none">> <<set $preyAction to "none">> <<set $struggleDisplay to "none">> <<set $sceneHasDialogue to false>> <<set $sceneDialogueLink to "none">> <<set $sceneActionsLink to "none">> <<set $sceneDigestionLink to "none">> <<set $sceneNextLink to "none">> <<set $sceneAttack to 0>> <<set $sceneDefense to 0>> <<set $preyResilience to 0>> <<set $preyHealthMax to 24>> <<set $preyHealth to 24>> <<set $preyHealthThreshold to 4>> <<set $preyVulnerable to 0>> <<set $preyWeakened to 0>> <<set $preyName to "!ERR:setPreyName">> <<set $preySize to 0>> <<set $preyExhaustion to 0>> <<set $preyFrustration to 0>> <<set $noCrush to false>> <<set $noSqueeze to false>> <<set $noTaunt to false>> <<set $noShake to false>> <<set $noMassage to false>> <<set $noKnead to false>> <<set $noGiveUp to false>> <<set $neutralDigestion to false>> <<set $usingAntacid to 0>> <</timed>>

<<set $totalEscaped += 1>> <<set $resilienceXP += Math.ceil($predSS/2)>> <<if $oralProficiency < 3>> /* for both this and pred end, check tags to see what kind of vore scene it was to give appropriate experience */ <<set $oralXP += 3>> <</if>> <<set $strengthXP += Math.ceil($predSS/8)>> <<OralXPCheck>> <<ResilienceXPCheck>> <<StrengthXPCheck>> <<if $turn >= 8>><<set $outfitState to "gone">><<elseif ($turn >= 3) and ($outfitState != "gone")>><<set $outfitState to "damaged">><<else>><<if ($outfitState != "gone") and ($outfitState != "damaged")>><<set $outfitState to "drenched">><</if>><</if>>  <<set $turn to 0>> <<set $healthThreshold to 4>> <<set $acidStage to 0>> <<set $progress to 0>> <<set $lastAction to "none">> <<set $lastPlayerAction to "none">> <<set $struggleDisplay to "none">> <<set $sceneHasDialogue to false>> <<set $sceneDialogueLink to "none">> <<set $sceneActionsLink to "none">> <<set $sceneDigestionLink to "none">> <<set $sceneNextLink to "none">> <<set $sceneHasExtra to false>> <<set $sceneExtraLink to "none">> <<set $sceneAttack to 0>> <<set $sceneDefense to 0>> <<set $braced to false>> <<set $predSS to 32>> <<set $predHealth to 0>> <<set $predAttack to 0>> <<set $predDefense to 0>> <<set $predName to "!ERR:setPredName">> <<set $predAction to "none">> <<set $fromAnal to false>> <<set $depth to 0>> <<set $predAnalStrain to 0>> <<set $predAnalProficiency to 0>> <<set $analEscapeLink to "none">> <<set $noAllOut to false>> <<set $noStrongStruggle to false>> <<set $noWeakStruggle to false>> <<set $noNormalStruggle to false>> <<set $noBrace to false>> <<set $noProbe to false>> <<set $noSoothe to false>> <<set $usingAntacid to false>> <<set $probed to false>> <<set $analWillingIntoStomach to false>> <<set $analFacing to 0>> <<set $analSidebarDepthDisplay to ["At The Backdoor", "Colon", "Lower Small Intestine", "Upper Small Intestine", "Nearly In Stomach"]>>

<<if $mandyEscaped is "ignored">>Just as you turn to leave, you hear a woman gasp in surprise. It's the woman from the front desk--Marylin was it?--coming across the bridge from the other building. "Oh my, are you alright dear?" she asks, rushing over to you. She starts to reach a comforting hand toward you,<<if $outfitState is "gone">> but pulls back with a slight blush as she realizes you're completely naked.<<else>> but stops and lowers it back down after considering that you're drenched in stomach acid.<</if>> <<if $totalEscaped is 2>>There's a flash of recognition in her eyes. "Oh honey, someone got you again already? You've got to be more careful! Although<<else>>"You know, on the bright side<</if>>, from the looks of it you left her much worse for wear," she says with a grin, nodding at Alice still coughing up a lung against the wall. "Why don't you head down to my desk, alright? There's a whole bunch of school uniforms in the bottom right drawer so you can <<if $outfitState isnot "gone">>freshen up and clean off<<else>>make yourself decent<</if>>." You thank her and hurry off down the hall, eager to<<if $outfitState is "gone">> minimize the time you have to spend in the nude<<else>> get out of your disgusting clothes<</if>>. Just as you turn back into the stairwell, you hear the woman shout "<<if $outfit is "uniform">>And try to make this one last longer!<<else>>You tried to get two at once!? On your first day? You really need to learn your limits...<</if>>" It doesn't take long to arrive back at the front desk. Luckily, you didn't see any sign of whatever tour group is in Karbo now, they must be either running behind or checking out one of the classrooms. Just like she said, you find a whole stack of plastic bags filled with school uniforms in the bottom right drawer of her desk. You take one and head for the bathroom. \<<else>> /* if mandy was not eaten by Alice */ You turn away from the group and hurry back across the bridge<<if $outfitState is "gone">>, still covering yourself as best you can as you run. One of the girls in the crowd whistles at you after you inadvertently expose your ass to the group.<<else>>, eager to get out of the clothes Alice ruined.<</if>> You head down the stairwell and retrace your steps back to the front hall. Luckily, you didn't see any sign of whatever tour group is in Karbo now, they must be either running behind or checking out one of the classrooms. "Oh no, what happened dear?" the woman at the front desk cries when she sees you walk in.<<if $totalEscaped is 2>>There's a flash of recognition in her eyes as you get closer. "Oh honey, someone got you again already? You've got to be more careful!<</if>> "<<if $totalEscaped is 2>>Yeah I know...<<if $mandyEscaped is "ignored">>But she already had someone in there, I didn't think any freshmen would be able to fit two...<</if>>Can I get another one of those uniforms?<<else>>Someone on the tour had a bit of a temper... Ms. Juniper said that you had a uniform I could change into?<</if>>" you ask<<if $outfitState is "gone">>, still anxiously using your hands to cover yourself<</if>>. "Of course, here you go!" she says, handing you a clear plastic bag filled with clothes from a drawer in her desk. "<<if $totalEscaped is 2>>You know where the bathroom is."<<else>>The bathroom's right over there," she adds, pointing the way.<</if>> "Thank you," you say<<if $outfitState is "gone">> hurriedly, rushing off to the bathroom the moment the bag is in your hand<<else>>, taking the bag and heading for the bathroom<</if>>.<</if>> The door clicks shut behind you. Despite the fact that no one else is around, you lock yourself in just to be sure. You walk over to the sink <<if $outfitState != "gone">> already stripping off your ruined clothes<<if $outfitState is "damaged">>, almost feeling more like peeling off a bunch of bandaids with the state they're in,<</if>><</if>> and start to wash off the residual acids on your skin. You notice a drain in the tile beneath the sink that the puddle beginning to form at your feet is flowing towards--giving you the realization that this is probably the primary use this particular bathroom gets. After a short while, you've gotten at least the majority of your body clean, though you still smell like the inside of a stomach. As you dry off using paper towels you look yourself over in the mirror. Now that you've cleaned up, you don't really look any worse for wear, only a few slight red patches on your arms and legs that don't even hurt to the touch. Once you're reasonably dry, you finally crack open the bag with the uniform<<if $totalEscaped is 2>>, quickly donning the outfit.<<else>>. The uniform is fairly standard for school attire--a white collared shirt with a grey jacket and a moderate length frilled navy skirt. To your surprise the bag also contains a set of plain black underwear--the bra is a size or two too big, but you can manage. You quickly don the new outfit, noticing that it has a slight lemon scent to it. Checking yourself out in the mirror, you decide that it's actually a pretty good look for you.<</if>> <<if $outfitState isnot "gone">><<if $totalEscaped is 2>>You throw the old, ruined uniform into the trash--no sense trying to salvage it when you have a new one.<<else>>You look down at the sad pile of your old clothes and decide to throw them in the trash, realizing that they're too far gone to bother with anymore. <</if>><</if>>Once you're all settled you step back out into the front hall<<if $mandyEscaped is "ignored">>, then head for the front door, assuming that it would be easiest to just meet up with your group again when they pass through the courtyard<</if>>. <<set $outfit to "uniform">><<set $outfitState to "normal">><<set $wardrobeUniform to true>><<set $knowUniform to true>><<if $mandyEscaped isnot "ignored">> "There you go, looking much better dear!" the woman at the front desk says with a smile. "I definitely feel better," you reply. "Oh yeah! Professor Juniper said to tell you to send a custodian over to Lampton Hall. It's pretty gross where I came out." "Oh yes, of course. Why don't you head out into the courtyard? It's probably easier to just meet up with your group when they switch buildings then trying to track them down again."<</if>> [[Head to the Courtyard->September 1st- Tour: Courtyard Interlude]]

<<set $time to 12.5>><<include "TIME">><<if $eatenByAlice>>You don't see anyone else around as you step back out into the courtyard, so you head back to the fountain to wait for your group. A few minutes pass and you start to worry if maybe they already moved on to the next building, but you finally see the doors of Lampton Hall open. Out pours your tour group, following Professor Juniper straight toward where you're sitting. "Come on, keep it moving, after that little incident we're running a bit--oh, $name! Good to have you back with us, you're looking much better now," Juniper says with a smile. "We are a bit behind schedule though, so just rejoin the group and follow me to the Aesir Sports Complex."<<if $mandyEscaped isnot "ignored">> Alice is still walking right at Professor Juniper's side, her face looking a bit sickly. She's got her arms crossed and her head down, but when she notices you rejoining the group she looks up and stares daggers at you. You subtly raise your middle finger as you walk past her, but find yourself giving her a wide berth.<</if>><<else>>A cool breeze of fresh air hits your face as you step outside, the afternoon sun still high in the sky. The group starts to shuffle out into the courtyard, following Professor Juniper back towards the central fountain and across to the sports complex.<</if>> "Ope, hang on. Let's let this other group pass first," Juniper says. You can see another group of students pouring out of the sports complex following an older woman, the nurse if you're remembering right from the presentation. She and Professor Juniper wave to each other as she leads her group through a different path that doesn't cross through the fountain.<<if $samRel != 0>> You spot Sam from earlier in the group<<if $ateAnita is false and $eatenBySam is false>>, still looking pretty bloated<<elseif $eatenBySam>>. Judging by her bloated belly, she must have eaten Anita after your escape<</if>>.<<if $samRel < 2>><<if $samRel is 1>> You wave to her, but she doesn't seem to notice you.<<elseif $samRel < 0>> She doesn't give you any acknowledgement, but you can clearly read her face as "I see you but I'm ignoring you".<</if>><<else>>She spots you from across the courtyard and waves, giving you a smile. <<if $promised>>You wave back, then notice that she's starting to trail toward the back of her group and gesture for you to come over to her. [[Go meet up with her->Tour Interlude: Sam]] <<link "Ignore her">><<replace "#choice">>You act like you don't see her, turning your head away as if you were talking to the girl next to you. She's still in your peripheral vision and you see her smile turn into a scowling, sour look as she realizes you aren't going to meet up with her. You feel a bit guilty, but don't want to get distracted from the tour<<if $ateMandy or $eatenByAlice>> again<</if>>. <<Sam -2>><<set $samPromiseBroken to true>> "Okay then, let's head in!" Professor Juniper exclaims, leading the way through the glass doors. [[Continue with the Tour->September 1st- Tour: Aesir]] <</replace>><</link>>\ <<else>>You wave back as you follow your own group toward the building.<</if>><</if>> <<if !$promised>>"Okay then, let's head in!" Professor Juniper exclaims, leading the way through the glass doors. [[Continue with the Tour->September 1st- Tour: Aesir]]<</if>> <<else>> "Okay then, let's head in!" Professor Juniper exclaims, leading the way through the glass doors. [[Continue with the Tour->September 1st- Tour: Aesir]]<</if>>

<<set $tourSam to true>>You give Sam a thumbs up and start to drift to the outskirts of your group. You aren't actually sure that anyone will care if you group hop, but as a precaution you're being discreet. While Professor Juniper has her back turned, you dart through the grass to join Sam on the other path. The two of you keep walking along with her group towards Karbo Hall while you talk. "Hey $name, Anita still treating you well?" Sam asks, glancing down at your belly. "Heh, yeah, she's been churning up nice and good," you reply, grabbing your squishy, still fairly swollen gut and bouncing it lightly. "So what's up?" "Well, I've been doing more than just listening to Jenna drone on about dorms or whatever, and I think it's the perfect time for you to make good on that promise from earlier," she replies. "Oh yeah? I recall that promise being if we were in //the same// group," you say in fake annoyance. "//Pfft//, whatever, you still came over here," she says with a smirk. "So, I've been watching this one girl that's almost as perfect of a target as Anita was," she continues, pointing at a girl at the edge of the group with blonde pigtails and a pink blouse. "Not quite as dumb, I don't think she'd split off with just me, but she's been hanging in the back and definitely isn't all that interested in the tour. Plus she looks //delicious//." "Alright, so what's the plan then?" "So what I'm thinking is that we get her into that bathroom in the front hall. The only time she was into the tour, like asking questions and shit, was back when we were checking out the pool--she completely zoned out again when we left. Apparently that pool is a prey goldmine, because that's what I'm using to get her alone too," she explains. "I basically just need you here so that things don't seem as suspicious, I doubt she was paying attention enough to notice you weren't here before. We're gonna get her attention and say we're planning to bail to head back to the pool and ask if she wants in. Then we all hide in the bathroom so the nurse doesn't see us leave, you block the door, and I wolf her down. Sound good?" "Seems simple enough, I'm in. Better move quick though," you respond, the two of you having just entered back into the front hall at the back of the group. "Shit, yeah," Sam says, motioning for you to follow her over to the girl with pigtails. She taps the girl on the shoulder and whispers: "Hey, me and her are gonna sneak back to the pool before we die of boredom, you want in?" The girl looks back and forth between the two of you skeptically, her eyes drifting down to your stomach for a split second. "Why are you asking //me//?" she says, her arms crossed under her chest. "Because you look like you're about to fall asleep, everyone else but us looks at least a little engaged," Sam says. "Yeah, you got me there. Fuck it, let's do it," the girl replies, darting her eyes between you and Sam one last time before grinning. She starts to just head back toward the door, but you grab her arm. "Wait, the nurse is gonna notice us leaving if we use the door while she's still in here," you tell her. "I remember from earlier that there's a bathroom in the front hall, why don't we go in there one at a time then wait until the tour moves on?" The girl nods her head at you. "Yeah, that's smart. Alright you go first, then after a minute or so I'll go, then her," she replies. Sam squints her eyes a bit when the girl suggests a specific order. [[Go with it->Tour Interlude: Hannah Strikes]] [[Suggest Sam goes first->Tour Interlude: Sam 2]]

<<set $time to 12.75>><<include "TIME">><<set $metLeah to true>><<set $metSarah to true>><<set $metAlesha to true>><<set $tourLocker to true>>"Sure, why not?" you reply. With a group that large the offer seems genuine enough, and anything would be more exciting than the tour. Maybe it'll be a good opportunity to get to know some of your classmates. "Sweet, let's go!" the girl says with a smile, heading back to the trio of girls and beckoning for you to follow. The tour group continues into the pool area without anyone giving your new crew a second glance. "I'm Chandra by the way, what's your name?" "$name, nice to meet you," you tell her. "Aaah Hiii! I'm so glad you're coming with us, cutie!" the dark skinned girl says as you join up with the other group, practically jumping with excitement. She's wearing short black athletic shorts with orange highlights and an orange tank top. "Oh my god she's //so// cute right!? Hi!" the short blonde to her right chimes in, gripping the first girl's arm. She's got a loose white shirt on that's resting asymmetrically, leaving her left shoulder and bra strap exposed, along with ripped jeans. The girl in the hoodie looks up from her phone and waves to you, but doesn't say anything. "Alright guys so this is $name and she's in," Chandra says to the group. "And $name, this is Alesha and Sarah," she points to the two overexcited girls, "and that's Leah. So there isn't really a plan other than not listening to Professor Juniper drone on anymore, but this'll be fun!" she explains, walking over to the locker room door. "Let's see what we got..." "Oh my god could you imagine if it was locked?" Sarah says as the rest of the group follows Chandra into the room. "That would be soo sucky!" Alesha answers, giggling. You enter into the room last, just behind Leah. The room, as the name would suggest, is filled with lockers. The left wall is barren, but on the right is an alcove ringed with grey lockers with a flat bench in the middle. There are two more identical alcoves behind it, each section divided by a row of lockers. At the far end of the room is a bathroom and what looks to be a few showers. The group stops by the middle section of lockers. "Wow, this is actually really nice. I was expecting something dinky after she said they don't even use the pool for class," Chandra says. "Yeah, I can dig it! Great idea Sare!" Alesha says, taking a seat on the bench. "Aw, thanks babe!" Sarah replies, dropping onto Alesha's lap with her arms hanging around the girl's shoulder. She kisses her on the cheek, giggling. "I thought you'd like it in here." "This is probably the only time I'll be in here. I don't know about you guys, but swimming is just not my thing," Chandra says. "Same, but for really just any kind of exercise," Leah chimes in for the first time. "Oh!" Sarah squeaks. "You're so bold Ali~..." "I kinda like swimming, that's what I did back in high school after they kicked me off the volleyball team," you reply. "Oh, drama! What got you kicked off?" Chandra says, a sparkle in her eyes. "Mmm... a little lower..." Alesha says breathily. There's an assortment of giggles and moans coming from the couple. "It's a funny story actually-" "Ah!" Sarah squeals. "Dammit is this the only reason you two wanted to come in here!?" Chandra snaps. Over on the bench, Sarah and Alesha are busy groping each other, along with some flirtatious kissing. So busy that they don't even react to Chandra's comment. Sarah's top comes off. "Fucking..! Alright c'mon Leah, $name, let's go somewhere else..." Chandra says with a look of disgust. She and Leah head over to the next section of lockers<<if $fullness is 0>> and you start to follow their lead, but just as they disappear behind the dividing lockers the other girls finally acknowledge that there are other people around. "Wait $name stay!" Sarah shouts to you, Alesha still kissing her neck with a hand firmly on her left breast. "I'm sure we can fit a cutie like you in here.~" You consider the offer, but you're not sure if this is the kind of thing you want to be getting up to on the first day. Not to mention, Chandra was starting to look very... appetizing, and she just gave you the perfect opportunity to strike.<<else>>. You linger for a moment, a bit caught off guard, and shortly after the two disappear from sight you hear a quickly stifled yelp followed by some odd shuffling from the other side of the lockers.<</if>> [[Follow Chandra and Leah->Locker Room: Leah]]<<if $fullness is 0>> <<link "Try to eat Chandra">> <<set $pacifist to false>> <<set _checkType to "oral">> <<set _baseline to 10>> <<set _modifier to 0>> <<include "voreCheck">> <<if _swallow>> <<goto "Locker Room: Eat Chandra">> <<else>> <<set $stamina -= 10>> <<goto "Locker Room: Chandra Escapes">> <</if>> <</link>> <<link "Take Sarah up on her offer">> <<set _checkType to "prey">> <<set _baseline to 12>> <<set _modifier to 4>> <<include "voreCheck">> <<if _swallow>> <<goto "Eaten by Sarah">> <<else>> <<set $stamina -= 8>> <<goto "Locker Room: Sarah Fails">> <</if>> <</link>><</if>> [[Actually this was a mistake->September 1st: Tour: Aesir 2]]

<<set $time to 13>><<include "TIME">><<if $tourLocker>><<if $freshCoupleRel < 0>>You rush back out into the hall, adrenaline pumping through your veins from narrowly escaping being made into a meal. Taking a second to catch your breath, you notice that the tour group isn't in the pool room anymore. Rejoining them is probably your best bet, but you aren't sure where they might have gone next. You figure there probably hasn't been enough time for them to completely move on from the building and decide to head back to wait by the entrance. To your relief, as you round the corner you find the group having returned to the front hall and you're able to rejoin at the back without anyone taking much notice.<<elseif $lockerChandra is "fail">>Ignoring Sarah, you head back out of the locker room and into the hall. You notice that the group seems to have already left the pool, but you spot what looks like the tail end of the tour rounding the corner back toward the entrance. You run to catch up, hoping not to draw too much attention to yourself. Leah is also at the back of the group, not paying attention to you or the tour.<<else>>Deciding that coming along in the first place was definitely a mistake, you ignore both parties and rush back to the door. To your dismay the group appears to have already left the pool, but you spot what looks like the tail end of the tour rounding the corner back toward the entrance. You run to catch up, hoping not to draw too much attention to yourself.<</if>><<else>>The group shuffles back out into the hall and down toward the entryway, following Professor Juniper.<<if !$offCourse>> Emma breathes a sigh of relief when she's finally freed from the chlorinated scent of the pool.<</if>><</if>> "So if you'll follow me in here, this is actually the very last stop on the tour," Professor Juniper says, leading everyone through a door behind the two staircases into the gym. "Here we are in the gymnasium! A few classes will make use of this space, and of course we have the volleyball team that meets in here. Most afternoons the gym is open for recreational use, with equipment like mats and nets available from that storage closet over there in the back corner, but unlike the pool the hours are less consistent so make sure you consult the sign outside the door." The room is pretty standard fare for a gymnasium--a spacious, open room with a glossy wooden floor painted with guidelines to be used for various sports or activities. Most of the upper walls are windows, but about halfway up the wall a platform rings the room, blocking out much of the light from above. To combat this, an array of fluorescent lights is embedded in the bottom of the platform. On the far side of the room is a relatively small set of bleachers, which looks like it's doubling as a disguise for the storage closet.<<if $lockerChandra != "none">> For the first time since returning to the tour, you notice Chandra at the very front of the group. Her eyes are firmly locked on you, not Professor Juniper. There's a mix of fear and anger on her face<</if>> "Because of the size, this is also where pretty much any event hosted by the school that can't be done outdoors will be held. Now, we aren't actually going to go upstairs, but this raised platform you see circling around the gym is actually an indoor track that you can access from the second floor. As I mentioned before, there's also a general workout space on that floor, it's the only actual door up there so you should be able to find it without me pointing it out. Neither are used for any classes, so they're both open for use to all students any time that the building itself is open. And I'd encourage you to make use of them! Eating people doesn't always work wonders for your figure," Juniper jokes, poking at her own chubby stomach for emphasis. "Now, that's actually the end for our tour: You've seen everything that the college has to offer! I know it'll still take some time to really get the lay of the land, but I hope this has been helpful for you! Any final questions?" She pauses for a moment, but no one seems to have anything to add. "Alright then, let's get moving back to Lampton for lunch!" <<if !$offCourse>>[[Continue->Lunch: Emma]]<<else>>[[Continue->September 1st- Lunch]]<</if>>

You rush out of the locker room and back into the hall<<if $outfitState is "gone">>, shielding yourself with your arms. To your relief, t<<else>>. T<</if>>he tour group is nowhere in sight, having already moved on from the pool. <<if $outfit is "uniform">>You figure that with the state you're in you don't really have any choice but to make your way back to the front desk for another uniform.<<else>>You aren't exactly sure what to do given the state of your clothes, but think it's probably best to get away from this area.<</if>> <<if $outfitState is "gone">>You carefully creep back around the corner toward the building's entrance, making sure no one else is around. It must be lunch time already, as the tour seems to have left the building. You head back down the hall but still don't really have a plan, you can't just walk around campus nude. Maybe you could hide in the bathroom until a staff member comes along? Deciding it would at least be a good place to gather your thoughts you get ready to make a break for the door past the glass of the main entrance, but a sudden shout makes you jump back in surprise.<<else>>You round the corner heading back toward the building's entrance. It must be lunch time already, because even once you're back at the front of the hall your tour group is nowhere in sight. You start to head for the door, but a sudden shout makes you jump back in surprise.<</if>> "Oy! What are ya doin' in here all alone?" <<if $escaped is "custodian">>a familiar voice calls out<<else>>someone says in a gruff voice<</if>>. You turn around to face the voice<<if $outfitState is "gone">>, your face bright red as you try your hardest to keep your body shielded.<</if>>. <<if $eatenByCustodian>><<if $outfitState is "gone">>That color then completely drains<<else>>You freeze<</if>> as your suspicions are confirmed--it's the same custodian from your encounter this morning. You pray she doesn't remember who you are.<<elseif $escaped is "custodian">>You get very nervous as your suspicions are confirmed--it's the same custodian from earlier in the morning. You desperately hope she doesn't recognize you.<<else>>You find yourself face to face with a tall, muscular woman with short red hair pushing a cart of cleaning supplies. She's wearing a blue one piece uniform that goes down to her knees and a pair of bright yellow gloves.<</if>> "Uh... I got..." you start to explain. <<if !$eatenByCustodian>>"Yeah I can see now lass, hold on," she says, bending down to grab something from the bottom of her cart.<<if $escaped is "custodian">> Luckily it doesn't seem like she remembers you.<</if>> "<<if $outfitState is "gone">>Don't worry 'bout yer bits hun, I 'seen too mucha this ta care. Now h<<else>>H<</if>>ere, take this," she says, handing you <<if $outfit is "uniform">>a bag with a fresh uniform in it<<else>>what looks like a bag of clothes<</if>>. "Ya can get yerself clean in there," she continues, pointing you to the bathroom near the front door. "Uh, thank you," you say, taking the clothes and <<if $outfitState is "gone">>sprinting<<else>>heading<</if>> over to the bathroom. "Mmm, just git where yer supposta' be when yer fresh, got it?" "<<if $outfitState is "gone">>Y-<</if>>Yes ma'am," you reply before closing the door and locking yourself in the room.<<else>>"Wait, you've gotten pretty close with me already, havencha?" she says, patting her stomach. You start to back away. "L-Look I didn't--" you try to say. She interrupts you with a hearty laugh. "Ha, relax lass! Not many 'a the kids 'ere can get back outta me. I ain't gonna 'ave a meal o' the talented ones," she says. Her smile looks genuine. She grabs <<if $outfit is "uniform">>a bag with a fresh uniform in it<<else>>what looks like a bag of clothes<</if>> from the bottom of her cart and hands it to you. "Now make yerself decent 'n git, got it?" You cautiously take the bag from her and start to head for the bathroom to get changed. "Y-yes, t-thank you" you say. You make sure to lock the door behind you.<</if>> <<if $totalEscaped > 1>>Unsurprisingly, this bathroom looks practically identical to the one in the main hall of Karbo. You never would have expected that you'd be sink-showering in more than one building today.<<else>>The bathroom is fairly small and lit by two incredibly bright lamps on the ceiling. Both the floor and walls are made of white tile, a few stripes of purple breaking up the monotonous color scheme about halfway up the wall.<</if>> You walk over to the sink <<if $outfitState isnot "gone">> already stripping off your ruined clothes<<if $outfitState is "damaged">>, almost feeling more like peeling off a bunch of bandaids with the state they're in,<</if>><</if>> and start to wash off the residual acids on your skin. <<if $totalEscaped <=1 >>You notice a drain in the tile beneath the sink that the puddle beginning to form at your feet is flowing towards--giving you the realization that this is probably the primary use this particular bathroom gets.<</if>> After a short while, you've gotten at least the majority of your body clean, though you still smell like the inside of a stomach. As you dry off using paper towels you look yourself over in the mirror. Now that you've cleaned up, you don't really look any worse for wear. Once you're reasonably dry, you finally crack open the bag the custodian gave you<<if $totalEscaped > 1>>, quickly donning the outfit<<if $outfitState is "gone">>, or at least as quickly as you can while you're being careful to avoid the more painful burns.<<else>>.<</if>><<else>>. Inside is what appears to be a school uniform--a white collared shirt with a grey jacket and a moderate length frilled navy skirt. To your surprise the bag also contains a set of plain black underwear. The bra is a size or two too big, but you can manage. You quickly don the new outfit, noticing that it has a slight lemon scent to it. Checking yourself out in the mirror, you decide that it's actually a pretty good look for you.<</if>> <<if $outfitState isnot "gone">><<if $totalEscaped > 1>>You throw the old, ruined uniform into the trash--no sense trying to salvage it when you have a new one.<<else>>You look down at the sad pile of your old clothes and decide to throw them in the trash, realizing that they're too far gone to bother with anymore.<</if>><</if>> After taking another brief moment to fully compose yourself, you step back out into the Aesir lobby<<if $outfitState is "gone">>, relieved to finally be fully clothed again<</if>>. <<if $eatenByCustodian>>To your relief, t<<else>>T<</if>>he custodian didn't stick around to check on you and is nowhere in sight. You decide your best option is probably to head to the lunchroom.<<set $outfit to "uniform">><<set $outfitState to "normal">><<set $wardrobeUniform to true>><<set $knowUniform to true>> [[Head to lunch->September 1st- Lunch]]

<<set $leahPrey.push({name: "Chandra", status: "fodder", details: "none"})>>While you consider your options, the two girls disappear behind the lockers. Almost immediately you hear a stifled yelp and a strange commotion coming from the other side. Going to investigate, you round the corner just in time to see a pair of feet disappear into Leah's mouth. There's a look of pure ecstasy on her face for a moment as you watch Chandra's legs wriggle down her throat into her rapidly expanding belly, but then she notices you standing there. She blushes and makes an attempt to hide her face in her hoodie. "Oh uh, he--//*UURRRP*//... hi," Leah mumbles. "$name, right?" She's sitting on the floor in the back of the alcove, propped up against the lockers. Most of her squirming, Chandra-filled belly is surprisingly still covered by her hoodie, only the lower third or so peeking out beneath the maroon fabric. "Yeah..." you reply. <<link "It's just not Chandra's day">><<append "#text">><<set $counter to 1>> "So uh, not really Chandra's day, huh?" you say, taking a seat on the bench near her. "Heh, yeah guess //*uurp*// not..." Leah replies. You notice that she's taken her arms out of the sleeves of her hoodie and is rubbing her gut underneath it. "Did she taste good?" you ask. It's not like you really even knew Chandra yet, might as well roll with it. "I CAN HEAR YOU DAMMIT! Come on $name, help me out of here!" shouts a muffled voice from inside Leah. "I thought we were really getting along there!" <</append>><<replace "#choices">><<link "Be rude">><<append "#text">> "Yeah no chance, I like you in there much more than out here," you say to her. "OH COME ON! How did I manage to grab only assholes to come with me on this!" Chandra laments, the movement from her thrashing starting to slowly make Leah's hoodie ride up higher on her belly. "Hey now, Leah seems pretty chill," you protest, "other than, y'know, eating you." "$name, PLEASE! It's the first day, help me!" Chandra cries out. You notice that Leah is looking down at her gut and seems to be whispering something to the girl inside. Then she looks to be straining herself for a few moments before letting out a heavy exhale. She looks back up at you, suddenly very flustered. "H-Hey yeah so, um, you were saying something about like, volleyball I think?" she blurts out. The shifting of her gut is slower than before. "Er, yeah, I guess I was. Back in high school I got kicked off the team for being too good," you boast. "And also maybe a little because someone in the crowd went missing after every game I was at." Leah chuckles. "I've never been very good at sports, but I could probably pull off that //*urp*// last part." The two of you continue to have awkward small talk for a while. Leah seems a little uncomfortable and you do most of the talking, but it's not an unpleasant time. You never hear another word from Chandra, or rather what's left of Chandra if the increasingly loud gurgling of Leah's gut is any indication.<</append>><<replace "#choices">><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><<append "#continue">><<if $counter is 1>><<Leah 1>><<else>><<Leah 2>><</if>> "Hey again $name!" Sarah chirps as she finishes putting her shirt back on. "How was life on the other side? Did you guys have as much fun as we did?" "From the sounds of it, probably not," you reply. "Hey, we gave you a chance to join in!" Alesha says. "But thanks for being cool about it actually, I guess that was probably awkward for you guys." "Sometimes you're just feeling it though, y'know? Lost in the moment!" Sarah adds. <<Couple 1>> [[Head to lunch->September 1st- Lunch]]<</append>><</replace>><</link>> <<link "Be apologetic">><<append "#text">> "Uh, sorry Chandra but I don't think there's much I can do for you," you say. "Just like, squeeze her belly or something! Punch her! I don't know--just help, I'm gonna get digested!" Chandra screams, the movement from her thrashing starting to slowly make Leah's hoodie ride up higher on her belly. "Please don't," Leah mumbles. "Yeah don't worry, I don't feel //that// bad for her," you assure her. You notice that Leah is looking down at her gut and seems to be whispering something to the girl inside. Then she looks to be straining herself for a few moments before letting out a heavy exhale. She looks back up at you, suddenly very flustered. "H-Hey yeah so, um, you were saying something about like, volleyball I think?" she blurts out. The shifting of her gut is slower than before. "Er, yeah, I was. Oh Chandra wanted to hear that story, right? At least she'll get to hear it before she's gone," you say. There's no response from Leah's belly. "So back in high school I was on the volleyball team, but I got kicked off during Junior year. Turns out the school had been getting complaints about someone going missing at pretty much every game the team played, and I missed just enough matches that they figured out it only happened at the games I went to. Getting the boot was rough, but definitely worth it," you explain, patting your stomach for emphasis in case she didn't get the subtext. Leah chuckles. "I don't think even getting a meal every game would make all that exercise //*urp*// worth it for me. That's pretty crazy you got away with it for so long though. And that you're still so small after all that." You blush a little and cross your arms in front of your chest. "Uh... ye-" "Oh s-sorry! I didn't mean-" "Don't worry about it," you tell her with a half-hearted smile. The two of you continue to have awkward small talk for a while. Leah seems a little uncomfortable and you do most of the talking, but it's not an unpleasant time. You never hear another word from Chandra, or rather what's left of Chandra if the increasingly loud gurgling of Leah's gut is any indication.<</append>><<replace "#choices">><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><<append "#continue">><<if $counter is 1>><<Leah 1>><<else>><<Leah 2>><</if>> "Hey again $name!" Sarah chirps as she finishes putting her shirt back on. "How was life on the other side? Did you guys have as much fun as we did?" "From the sounds of it, probably not," you reply. "Hey, we gave you a chance to join in!" Alesha says. "But thanks for being cool about it actually, I guess that was probably awkward for you guys." "Sometimes you're just feeling it though, y'know? Lost in the moment!" Sarah adds. <<Couple 1>> [[Head to lunch->September 1st- Lunch]]<</append>><</replace>><</link>><</replace>><</link>> <<link "And you're Leah, right?">><<append "#text">> "And you're Leah, right?" you ask. It's not like you really even knew Chandra yet, might as well roll with it. "Yeah," she replies. There's an awkward pause filled only with the sounds of Leah's stomach at work and an occasional gasp loud enough to cut through them from the other side of the lockers. She seems more interested in massaging her belly than talking to you. You decide to be the one to try and strike up a conversation. "That's a nice hoodie, what's the logo from?" you ask. You can't actually see what it is at all because of her bloated gut, but you noticed two black shapes from some symbol plastered on the front peeking over the top of her belly. "Oh, uh..." she lifts up the fabric so that you can see the whole thing, exposing most of her stomach in the process. It looks like a sharpened, upside down U with a circle in the middle. "It's from this game that I really like, kinda //*urp*// old by now. If you don't recognize it you probably aren't gonna be interested..." <</append>><<replace "#choices">><<link "At least it looks cool">><<append "#text">> <<set $counter to 1>>She's correct; you have no idea what you're looking at and don't care all that much about whatever game it's from, but you don't want to be rude. "Maybe, but it does look cool!" you tell her. "Thanks..." she replies, looking a bit disappointed. Her gaze drifts around the room awkwardly for a while until, after stifling a burp, she gives you something to work with: "Oh yeah, so you were talking about volleyball or something earlier? What was that about?" "Oh right, yeah, I was" you say. "So back in high school I was on the volleyball team, but I got kicked off during Junior year. Turns out the school had been getting complaints about someone going missing at pretty much every game the team played, and I missed just enough matches that they figured out it only happened at the games I went to. Getting the boot was rough, but definitely worth it," you explain, patting your stomach for emphasis in case she didn't get the subtext. Leah chuckles. "I don't think even getting a meal every game would make all that exercise //*urp*// worth it for me. That's pretty crazy you got away with it for so long though. And that you're still so small after all that." You blush a little and cross your arms in front of your chest. "Uh... ye-" "Oh s-sorry! I didn't mean-" "Don't worry about it," you tell her with a half-hearted smile. The two of you continue to have awkward small talk for a while. Leah seems a little uncomfortable and you do most of the talking, but it's not an unpleasant time. The sounds of digestion at work steadily grow louder as you talk and by this point you're pretty sure Chandra is gone.<</append>><<replace "#choices">><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><<append "#continue">><<if $counter is 1>><<Leah 1>><<else>><<Leah 2>><</if>> "Hey again $name!" Sarah chirps as she finishes putting her shirt back on. "How was life on the other side? Did you guys have as much fun as we did?" "From the sounds of it, probably not," you reply. "Hey, we gave you a chance to join in!" Alesha says. "But thanks for being cool about it actually, I guess that was probably awkward for you guys." "Sometimes you're just feeling it though, y'know? Lost in the moment!" Sarah adds. <<Couple 1>> [[Head to lunch->September 1st- Lunch]]<</append>><</replace>><</link>> <<link "Have you heard of the High Elves?">><<append "#text">> <<set $leahInfo1 to 1>>You smile, immediately knowing what game it is now that you've actually seen it. "Have you heard of the High Elves?" you ask her, putting on a dumb voice. Her face immediately lights up. "They're all the same! All flash and no fury!" she answers in an equally dumb voice. There's a brief pause punctuated by a bizarre gurgle from her stomach before you both burst out laughing. "Wow, I rarely even have people recognize what game it is, that was awesome! You're a fan too I assume?" she asks "Oh yeah, I think all of my free time freshman year was spent on Oblivion. It's been a while, but I still go back to it every now and then," you tell her. "Haha same here! It's gotta be my favorite game of all time!" she practically squeals. "Even over Skyrim?" "Oh don't //*urp*// even get me started!" she replies. But of course, you already got her started and before you know it you're in a very one sided conversation about how dumbed down and basic the sequel is. It's shocking how much her demeanor changed so suddenly, but her passion is captivating. Over time the squirming in her stomach comes to a stop as its groaning gets louder, but she doesn't seem to pay it much attention anymore. "Oh but I have seen that some people are working on porti-" she gets cut off by the sound of someone else calling out to the two of you.<</append>><<replace "#choices">><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><<append "#continue">><<if $counter is 1>><<Leah 1>><<else>><<Leah 2>><</if>> "Hey again $name!" Sarah chirps as she finishes putting her shirt back on. "How was life on the other side? Did you guys have as much fun as we did?" "From the sounds of it, probably not," you reply. "Hey, we gave you a chance to join in!" Alesha says. "But thanks for being cool about it actually, I guess that was probably awkward for you guys." "Sometimes you're just feeling it though, y'know? Lost in the moment!" Sarah adds. <<Couple 1>> [[Head to lunch->September 1st- Lunch]]<</append>><</replace>><</link>><</replace>><</link>> [[Nope, fuck this->September 1st: Tour: Aesir 2]] "Hey, you guys still over there? It's like, totally lunch time," you hear a voice shout from the other side of the lockers. Alesha pops her head around the corner. "Oh, Chandra's gone huh? I was wondering who was making that sound." "Aw Chandra's the one that's been gurgling? Bummer, she seemed fun," Sarah chimes in from behind the lockers. "Oh right, we should probably get going," you say. "You go ahead, I don't feel like getting up just yet..." Leah says. "Plus, I don't really need lunch." "Fair point. I'll catch you later then," you say, getting up to rejoin the other two girls. Leah waves goodbye without saying anything, and you wave back before rounding the corner.

"Really?" you reply to Sarah with a bit of incredulity. You weren't expecting to be doing anything like this today, but you're definitely down to have some fun with these girls. "Oh yeah, c'mere," Sarah says, shifting away from Alesha. She pats the now open space on the bench. You oblige, taking a seat between them, blushing a bit. Alesha immediately puts a hand on your thigh, and Sarah on your shoulder. "So glad you joined us $name, Sarah's had her eyes on you since the start of the tour," Alesha says, slowly dragging her hand up toward your chest. Something about the way she phrased that last part puts you on edge. "Now let's have some fun~...<<if $breastSize > 17>>Oh these are nice, you must eat well," she adds, playing with one of your breasts.<<else>>"<</if>> "Uh..." you stammer, suddenly much less comfortable with the situation at hand. "Oh don't be nervous! Here, I'll lead," Alesha says, putting her hand on your chin. She starts to lean in for a kiss, but it's too much for you. You have a sneaking suspicion you know what Sarah actually meant by having room to "fit you in". "Actually I just realized that I really want to get that tour because I'm actually probably gonna be using the pool and stuff now that I think about it," you blurt out nervously, pulling away and jumping to your feet. Not the most coherent excuse you could have put together, but enough to get you out of there. "No wait c'mon!" Sarah pleads, grabbing your arm uncomfortably hard. She gets a sheepish look on her face as a loud, unmistakable groan emanates from her stomach. You yank your arm away, managing to pull her off the bench in the process. Alesha lunges forward to help her as you back away. @@color:yellowgreen;You managed to escape.@@ "Oh my gosh are you okay Sare?" Alesha whimpers, cradling the other girl on the floor. "What the hell $name, you could have just said no!" <<Couple -1>> [[Get the hell out of here->September 1st: Tour: Aesir 2]]

<<set $eatenBySarah to true>><<set $predName to "Sarah">><<set $predSS to 32>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "Sarah_PreyStruggle">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "Sarah(TEXT)">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "Sarah_Actions">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Sarah- Escape">>"Really?" you reply to Sarah with a bit of incredulity. You weren't expecting to be doing anything like this today, but you're definitely down to have some fun with these girls. "Oh yeah, c'mere," Sarah says, shifting away from Alesha. She pats the now open space on the bench. You oblige, taking a seat between them, blushing a bit. Alesha immediately puts a hand on your thigh, and Sarah on your shoulder. "So glad you joined us $name, Sarah's had her eyes on you since the start of the tour," Alesha says, slowly dragging her hand up toward your chest. "Now let's have some fun~...<<if $breastSize > 17>>Oh these are nice, you must eat well," she adds, playing with one of your breasts.<<else>>"<</if>> A tingling sensation sparks through your body from her touch. You turn toward her to follow suit, bringing your hand down to her sizeable rear. "Ooo what do you do to your hair, it's so soft!" Sarah chimes in from behind you. You don't respond, transfixed as Alesha shifts her hand to your chin and starts to lean in. You close your eyes, preparing for a kiss, but suddenly the girl shoves your head back, plunging it into the waiting mouth of her partner. Sarah immediately wraps her arms around your midriff, pinning your arms at your side. Her tongue flicks over your face as she works the rest of your head in. Then, with a heavy gulp, she starts to send you down to her stomach. You try to fight, but between her vice grip from behind and Alesha's wandering hands there isn't much hope of resistance. Your head is pushed deeper and deeper into the tight confines of her throat as the rest of your body slowly follows suit. Alesha grabs your legs and lifts them up over Sarah's head once your shoulders are inside, easing your entry into Sarah's slimy innards.<<if ($outfit is "uniform") and ($buttSize > 4)>> You can feel your skirt fall down away from your legs, and you aren't the only one to notice. "Oh!" you hear Alesha exclaim before a pair of hands firmly grips your ass. "I kinda wish we'd had some more fun with this one before putting her away Sare<<if $buttSize > 14>>, feel how nice her ass is!<<else>>...<</if>>" You let out a yelp of surprise at the sudden assault, jerking away instinctively and accidentally helping to pull yourself in a bit deeper. Another set of hands slides over Alesha's to take their place fondling your cheeks as Alesha goes back to keeping your flailing legs in check.<</if>> @@color:orange;You have been overpowered.@@ As you start to feel the stomach walls straining against the intrusion of your upper body, you also feel your shoes and socks being stripped away. Then something strange--the unmistakable moistness of a mouth sliding over your feet. You try to pull your legs away as Alesha starts to run her tongue along your soles, but you accomplish little other than pulling yourself deeper into Sarah. She fits as much of your feet into her mouth as she can, but never swallows. Instead, you can feel a heavy pressure start to press down on you from outside as she follows the motion of your legs sliding into Sarah's mouth. Finally, their lips meet and the cool air of the room abandons you, sealing you into the sweltering confines of their bodies. You can feel your feet slowly slide out of Alesha's mouth and into Sarah's, grazing past the two rows of teeth. Their tongues dance around your toes and each other until the last of you disappears into her esophagus. You curl up into an uncomfortable position in her gut, still feeling the pressure of Alesha sprawled out on top of you from the outside. Sarah lets out a triumphant belch. "Excuse me!" you hear her squeak. "Mmm, she was delicious... I'm a bit jealous," Alesha says, muffled by the stomach walls. "<<if $breastSize > 17>>With a bust like that, <</if>>I really could have used her more too..." "Oh come on Ali, you know she would have gone straight to your ass like they always do," Sarah replies. You feel something squeeze down on you, pushing out another burp from Sarah. "Hey! Don't //*urp*// be mad babe, I love your ass~!" "Aww, you're so sweet Sare..." You can feel Alesha rubbing Sarah's gut, groping at your form. Your attempts at struggling are being met with slight moans of pleasure from both girls. "Keep moving like that $name, you're giving me a great massage," Alesha purrs. "Get off me! And let me out!" you shout. "Did you really just invite me over to use as some kind of //sex toy//?" "Mmm, you usually get to use a toy more than once, so no... This wasn't the plan from the start though, sort of an in the moment choice," Sarah replies. "Shh, don't talk to your food babe," you hear Alesha say, followed by some giggling from both girls and what you assume is the sound of them kissing.<<set $sceneAttack to 0>><<set $sceneDefense to 3>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "preyOptions">></div>

<<set $time to 13.5>><<include "TIME">>"//Hnnf//," Sarah grunts, the walls of her stomach tensing up around you. "You sure you're okay? She giving you trouble?" you hear Alesha ask.<<if $acidStage > 0>> "Should I stop?"<</if>> "<<if $acidStage > 0>>No...keep going. <</if>>I'm f-//*uurrp*//...fine, don't worry about it..." Sarah replies. But you know she's lying. Feeling reinvigorated by the clear effect you're having, you start to squirm around wildly. You can feel that her stomach is already thinking you're more trouble than you're worth, you just need a little bit more to send her over the edge. One lucky strike from your arm manages to find the perfect spot to thrust back up into her esophagus. Sarah gasps from the intrusion. <<if $acidStage is 0>>"Er, you sure you're alright? She's really going wild in there, I can feel it. I can get off--"<<elseif $acidStage is 1>>"Oh, that good huh? Heh, I've never gotten that kind of reaction from just your tits before,"<<else>>"Mmm, there's more where that came from..."<</if>> Alesha says. <<if $acidStage is 0>>"N-No stay! I'm //mmph//...peachy..."<<else>>"Y-You're amazing Ali, keep going,"<</if>> Sarah responds in a strained voice. To your surprise, she's actually still keeping you down despite one of your arms being halfway back to her mouth. Not ready to give up now, you kick your legs as furiously as you can in the confined space while pushing your arm up with all your might. With one good blow it's over--her stomach has had enough and clamps down hard, rocketing you back up her throat from the pressure. You find yourself pushed back into the cool air of the room with alarming speed, mere seconds between your hand first breaking through her lips and your toes making their exit. <<if $acidStage is 0>>You can feel your hand make contact with something soft as soon as it leaves Sarah's mouth, and there's a strange resistance at first that gives way as you're ejected. When it's all said and done, you find yourself on a surprisingly warm surface. It takes your eyes a moment to adjust to the light of the rooms, but once you get your bearings you realize what happened. You're laying directly on top of Alesha, hand on her face and head resting on her uncushioned chest. "Ugh groSS GROSS! GET OFF ME!" she screams, shoving you to the side and jumping to her feet. "Eewww you got goop all over mee!!"<<elseif $acidStage is 1>>Your escape is less than graceful, hitting the bench face first as you emerge. Reeling away from the rather painful blow, you end up sliding your upper body off onto the ground and only just barely avoid slamming your head into yet another hard surface. Your legs are still above you, hanging over the bench and resting on something soft. "Ugh groSS GROSS! GET OFF ME!" Alesha screams, shoving your legs off of her to join the rest of you and jumping to her feet. "Eewww you got goop all over me!!"<<else>>You're thrown straight to the floor as you exit, luckily being able to shield your head from smashing into the tile with your arm. As the rest of your body follows suit, you can feel yourself sliding down something warm and soft making some semblance of a ramp to the ground. Between the force of your escape and the coating of digestive fluids on your skin you're sent gliding across the floor a short distance once the last of you is free. After taking a moment to gain your bearings, you push yourself up into a sitting position and try to take in the scene around you. "Oh my god gross GROSS!" you hear Alesha shriek. "Eeewww she slid down my back that's so nasty! It's all covered in goop now I can feel it!"<</if>> As she frantically tries to wipe herself off, you take note of your own situation. <<if $turn < 3>>You're completely drenched in the same "goop" Alesha's worried about, but all things considered you're no worse for wear.<<elseif $turn < 8>>Every inch of your body is coated in Sarah's stomach acids and your clothes are partially digested, starting to fall apart at the seams and riddled with holes.<<else>>Your head is still a bit foggy and you're finding it hard to focus: you made it out just in time. The clothes you were wearing completely melted away.<</if>> You slowly rise to your feet<<if $health is 1>>, faltering once from a sudden headrush<</if>>. Sarah is coughing and sputtering on the ground in front of you,<<if $acidStage > 1>> now completely naked,<</if>> doubled over in pain<<if $acidStage is 1>> with her breasts now completely exposed<</if>>. Alesha<<if $acidStage > 1>>, now down to just her underwear,<</if>> finally regains some composure and comes over to comfort her. "You gonna be okay Sare?" she asks, sitting next to Sarah and gently rubbing her back with one hand. "s-sorry...I thought I c-could keep her down..." Sarah says in a weak, raspy voice. "Oh baby it's not your fault, don't apologize. This is on her," Alesha says, glaring at you. "Thanks a lot $name, you<<if $acidStage < 2>> ruined this outfit,<</if>> hurt Sarah<<if $acidStage < 2>>,<</if>> and totally killed the mood. Just get out of here, unless you want to try another stomach on for size." You consider protesting, unsure of how you ended up being the bad guy here, but you feel like it's probably best to not test that threat. <<Couple -2>> <<include "playerPreyEscape">>[[Get the hell out of here->Locker Room: Escape Recovery]]

<<set $time to 12.75>><<include "TIME">>"Sure, I'll head over now," you reply. Sam raises her eyebrow at you slightly, then shrugs. You work your way around the crowd and past the nurse as she talks, heading for the bathroom. After momentarily being confused, the nurse sees where you're headed and takes the opportunity to mention the bathroom to the tour. Just before the door shuts behind you you hear the girl with pigtails ask: "Does it have room for multiple people? Because I //really// gotta go." The bathroom is fairly small and lit by two incredibly bright lamps on the ceiling. Both the floor and walls are made of white tile, a few stripes of purple breaking up the monotonous color scheme about halfway up the wall. There are three stalls, so unless her question prompts someone unrelated the plan should work fine without suspicion. Curiously, you note that the door can easily be locked from the inside despite it not being a one person bathroom. You wait at the far side of the room leaning against the cold tile for a minute or so before the other girl comes in. "Alright now we just wait for them to leave. That other girl is probably gonna wait a few minutes longer so it doesn't look suspicious since we were all standing right next to each other," she says as she walks over to you. "You two friends or somethin'?" she asks, stopping in front of you with her arms crossed. "Nah, we hadn't even talked to each other until she asked me to come with her on this," you lie. "I'm $name by the way." "Hannah," she says. "So you just felt like swapping groups for no reason back there in the courtyard, $name?" You freeze. "Uh... What are you-" you start to say. "Oh don't play dumb! I know you weren't here from the start, no one //ate// anyone in our group," she says, jabbing a finger into the soft flesh of your gut. "'Least not yet anyway. You're totally up to something with that other bitch." She puts her hands up against the wall on either side of you. You hadn't really noticed how tall she was until now: you have to look up to meet her gaze. "I figure I got a pretty good idea of //what// too, but I doubt she can fit both of us down," she continues, licking her lips. <<link "Wait no">> <<set _checkType to "prey">> <<set _baseline to 12>> <<set _modifier to 2>> <<include "voreCheck">> <<if _swallow>> <<goto "Eaten by Hannah">> <<else>> <<set $stamina -= 12>> <<goto "Tour Interlude: Sam 4">> <</if>> <</link>>

<<set $time to 12.75>><<include "TIME">>"How about she goes first instead?" you suggest, pointing at Sam. The girl is the one to squint this time, but she doesn't argue. "Sure, the order's not important." "Whatever, meet you two in there," Sam says, starting to push through the crowd toward the bathroom. The nurse gives her a quizzical look for a moment, then realizes where she's heading. "So you two friends or somethin'?" the girl asks you as soon as Sam is out of earshot. "Nah, we hadn't even talked to each other until she asked me to come with her on this," you lie. "Mmh-hmm..." she mutters in response. Before you have time to worry if she might be onto you, she raises her hand in response to the nurse saying something about bathrooms: "Does this one have room for multiple people? Because I //really// gotta go." "Yes dear, go ahead," the nurse replies before continuing on with her talk about the front desk. "Alright, people will have seen us just talking, so make sure you wait a little while before you come in or it'll look super suspicious," she whispers to you before following Sam's path to the bathroom. You take her advice, hanging around at the back of the group listening to the same speech you already got from Professor Juniper. A few of the other students in the group give you a weird look, but no one says anything to you. Eventually the group starts to leave and you take the opportunity to slip into the bathroom. As you enter you take note of the room: It's fairly small and lit by two incredibly bright lamps on the ceiling. Both the floor and walls are made of white tile, a few stripes of purple breaking up the monotonous color scheme about halfway up the wall. There are three stalls on the right side of the room and a sink with a mirror behind it on your left. Despite not being a single-person bathroom, you can feel a lock on the door handle, which you turn as the door closes with as subtle a motion as you can manage. Sam and the other girl are standing next to each other by the sink, staring at you. "Hey, they were moving on when I came in so we can probably leave in just a minute or two," you say, only taking a single step into the room. While you were waiting you had the realization that you don't know her all that well and she might still be mad at you for nabbing Anita earlier: Sam could have set this trap for //you// and not the other girl. The two girls look at each other, then Sam shouts "Now!" and the other girl starts to lunge toward you. You jump back, but just as you go to unlock the door, you realize that Sam tripped her as soon as she started to move. She crashes onto the floor, just narrowly avoiding faceplanting into the tile using her elbows. "Oh you lying //bitch//!" the girl shouts, flipping herself over and starting to sit up to get back on her feet. "I should have fucking kn-" she starts to say, but gets cut off as Sam pounces on her and shoves her head into her mouth. You rush over to assist, pinning the girl's arms to her side as Sam starts to pull her in. She's sitting on her thighs, keeping her legs locked down. When the girl's rather generous bust is almost at her lips, she holds one finger up to you, then grabs the girl's boobs and gives them two quick squeezes. She cracks what you assume is supposed to be a smile with her mouth spread that wide as the girl thrashes around much harder in response. After her initial bit of fun, it doesn't take Sam long to get the girl down, especially with your help. You slowly guide her along out from under Sam and into her mouth, doing your best to keep her steady. It only takes a minute at most before she's pulling the girl's sneakers off and sealing the last of her inside. "//*UUUUURRRRRRRP*// Ohhh even better than I thought she'd be. I think you ended up getting the short end of the stick here, she was //delicious//! And so much taller than Anita..." Sam says, rubbing her bulging gut as the girl settles into her stomach. [["You're welcome"->Tour Interlude: Sam 3]]

<<set $time to 13>><<include "TIME">><<set $eatenByHannah to true>><<set $predName to "Hannah">><<set $predSS to 32>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to false>><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "Hannah(TEXT)">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "Hannah_Actions">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Hannah- Escape">>"W-wait no you've got it all wrong!" you plead, shrinking away from her face in hopes of being able to duck under one of her arms. It's no use--she's got you pinned, and without another word she grabs your shoulders and thrusts her head down over yours. You feel the wetness of her mouth wash over your forehead and down to your nose, leaving you blinded. "STO-//MMP//!" you try to cry out, getting cut off by her advancing maw. //*GLP*// With a heavy gulp, your head is thrust into her throat, the warm, slimy walls eagerly starting to pull you in deeper. You try to push her off of you, but she's got you locked down tight and all of your efforts prove ineffective. Slowly but surely she advances, pulling your shoulders into the confines of her mouth. With another hard swallow and some slight repositioning, you feel yourself get dragged beyond the point of no return, your head pushing through a tight opening into her eager stomach and her lips advancing to the edges of your belly. @@color:orange;You have been overpowered.@@ Over the gurgling of Hannah's guts and the dull beating of her heart, you hear the muffled sound of a familiar voice: "Oh shit, uh... I'll just, let you two finish up there..." Sam says. You try and yell for her to help you, flailing your legs around relentlessly. Hannah seems to have paused in her attempt, giving you hope that your belly is too much for her. Unfortunately, a hard swallow starts to drag you in deeper, compressing your midsection as it enters her mouth, growing painfully tight as it starts to slide into her throat. It's slow as she struggles to choke down the extra mass of your midsection, but you're helpless to stop her as the rest of your body slides into the fleshy prison of her gut. You start to squirm against the shifting walls, your skin already feeling itchy from whatever fluids are leaking in. "//*UUURP*// Ah... So, you want to let me in on whatever your plan was?" Hannah asks. You think she's talking to you for a moment, until Sam chimes in. "It looks like you already figured it out, to be honest, and beat me to the punch at that," she says. It sounds like she's a reasonable distance away from the two of you. "SAM, HELP ME!" you scream, striking out against the stomach walls around you with as much strength as you can muster in the constricting prison.<<set $sceneAttack to 0>><<set $sceneDefense to 0>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "preyOptions">></div>

<<set $time to 13.5>><<include "TIME">>You strike at the stomach walls with all your might, writhing around in protest of the groaning organ enveloping you. One good motion causes the whole chamber to rumble around you. "//*UURP*// Oh shi--//*gruUP*// Ow! Come o--//*hurk*//," Hannah sputters. She tries to fight it, but with a dry heave everything clamps down around you and you feel your head start to get pushed back up into her esophagus. "Oh, was she a bit too much for you? I figured," you hear Sam say. Hannah is too preoccupied to respond. Slowly but surely your body works its way back out of hers, inching back through the slimy tube of her throat until you finally feel cool air on your face again as it breaches back into her mouth. Sam is nowhere to be seen as your face slides onto the cold tile of the bathroom floor, Hannah doubled over on the ground as your shoulders start to follow suit. You can hear a gulping sound as your elbows push back into the outside world, but if it was Hannah it didn't have any effect. As soon as you're able you wrench your arms free and use them to aid your escape, crawling forward out of her body. Before long you've done it--you're free. <<if $turn < 3>>You're completely drenched in her stomach acids, but besides a ruined outfit and a gross feeling you're no worse for wear.<<elseif $turn < 8>>You cough and sputter on the ground, eager to get some fresh air in your lungs. You've got mild burns on your arms and legs and your clothes are covered in holes where the acid completely ate away at the fabric. Your top is barely holding it together, but luckily your decency has still been preserved by your practically untouched bra.<<else>><<set $samRelation1 to 1>>You cough and sputter on the ground, eager to get some fresh air in your lungs. Your head is a bit hazy and you're seeing spots--you made it out just in time. Your body is completely exposed, any trace of your clothing completely eaten away.<</if>> There's a strange assortment of sounds coming from behind you and, after struggling back to your feet, you turn around for the first time to find an unexpected scene. Hannah, still retching and coughing from your escape, is already navel-deep in Sam's mouth. She isn't messing around either, and before Hannah can even get a clear enough breath to voice some kind of protest her head disappears into your friend's gullet. You look on in slight amazement as Sam sucks in her arms, sealing away your former predator just moments after your escape. "//*OOOUUUURP*// Ohh... she was delicious," Sam moans. "Heh, a bit of a //*urp*// detour but we still got there." You can hear some sort of response from Hannah, but her voice is too weak for you to really make anything out. "Er, sorry about all that, are <<if $turn > 7>>youuu... umm...<<else>>you alright?<</if>>" <<if $turn > 7>>As Sam trails off you realize that you've just been standing stark naked staring at her, and quickly use your arms to cover yourself as your face turns bright red. "Ah! Sam look away, perv!" "Sorry, sorry, I didn't realize you were that far along..." she replies, blushing but grinning. She stops looking directly at you but you're clearly still in her field of vision. "WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT!? I almost died and you were just buddying up with her! You came in while she only had me halfway in, you could have stopped her!" you yell, your anger flaring up as you start to come back to your senses.<<else>>"Barely, no thanks to you," you chide. "What the hell was that, you didn't even //try// to help. You came in while she was still eating me, you could have stopped her!"<</if>> "I know, I know, I'm sorry. I kinda //urp// panicked when I first walked in and then once she had you down I figured there wasn't much I could do, y'know?" she explains. "And then I figured I might as well try to get on her good side so that she didn't have it out for me if you //didn't// end up making it out, which I was really hoping you would. And you did! I'm realizing now I shouldn't have been that honest because that last part sounds kinda bad, but I swear I actually am sorry!" "Ugh, unbelievable... And now my clothes are completely ruined! What am I gonna do for the rest of the day<<if $turn > 7>>, just walk around naked<</if>>?" you say<<if $turn > 7>>, still shielding your body as best as you can<</if>>. "Oh! I remember my sister mentioning that most of the staff have a school uniform they can give you. Why don't you go ask the lady at the front desk?" Sam offers. She sounds genuinely sympathetic<<if $turn > 7>>, though she's still making the bare minimum effort to not stare at your nude body<</if>>. "Worth a shot I guess, I'll be back..." you reply, heading for the bathroom door.<<if $turn > 7>> You gently open it just enough to look out into the room ahead, making sure there's no one else around to expose yourself to.<</if>> <<include "playerPreyEscape">>[[Go get a uniform->Hannah- Recovery]]

<<set $time to 13>><<include "TIME">>"Well, you're welcome then," you tell her, leaning against the stall next to where she's sitting. "Consider my debt repaid." "Oh yeah definitely, thanks for helping me trick her in here," Sam replies, scooting herself back so that she can lean against the wall. You hear a muffled voice break through her bulging stomach: "I FUCKING KNEW YOU TWO WERE UP TO SOMETHING! I can't believe I let myself trust you for even a SECOND!" the angry girl shouts, visibly thrashing around within Sam. Sam doesn't seem bothered, rubbing her gut with a smile on her face. "Yeah so to fill you in, Hannah here," Sam begins to explain, "was actually much smarter than I gave her credit for, definitely not another Anita. She paid enough attention that she knew you weren't from our tour group, I guess your gut was kinda a giveaway, and immediately started drilling me about what we were up to when she came in. As the master of deception that I am," she says, prodding at what seems to be Hannah's head in her gut, "I played dumb and //*urp*// convinced her this whole thing was your idea, then agreed that we should team up to get you before you did whatever you were planning." "FUCK YOU! Once I get out of here-" Hannah starts to shout, but gets cut off by Sam deliberately pushing out a belch. "You're not getting out, you deserve this! We literally gave you conflicting stories and you still immediately trusted me you fucking moron!" Sam laughs. There's only incoherent outrage in response. <<link "Chat with Sam">><<replace "#choices">>"Seriously, basically the only thing I said to her was that this was your idea," you laugh. "So sorry for almost blowing it I guess." "I'll let it //*urp*// slide this time, don't let it happen again," Sam jokes. She gives a contented sigh as she runs her hands over Hannah's squirming form. "So, I wasn't actually paying attention like, at all, on the tour. You know where we're supposed to go next?" "I think this is the last stop for the tour, then we're going back to Lampton for lunch?" you reply. "Pretty sure there's a schedule in these folders they gave us actually," you add, grabbing yours off the ground. "Oh right, they gave us folders," Sam says, "we should probably see what's in those, huh?" She reaches out to the ground next to her, but doesn't find anything. "Dammit... //*urp*// I left it over on the sink, can you grab it for me?" You look over at the sink, seeing two identical folders propped up against the mirror. "Er, which one?" you ask, walking over to them. "I mean either works, she probably has the same info," Sam says, giving a condescending pat on the head to what she assumes is the bulge of Hannah's head. Her meal continues to thrash about uselessly. "Fair enough," you say, grabbing the folder on the left and bringing it over to her. You start to look through your own folder. There's a map of the campus with your roommate assignment--someone named Emma--your class schedule, and--there it is, a schedule for orientation. "Yeah I was right, looks li-" "HAHAHA HOLY //SHIT//, NO WAY! NO FUCKING WAY!" Sam suddenly blurts out. "$name, you're never gonna believe this! You make sure you're listening too," she continues excitedly, smacking the side of her gut. "You gave me //her// folder and guess what? WE WERE ROOMMATES!"<<set $samInfo3 to 2>> "No fucking way!" you say, your mouth hanging open. She holds up the paper for you to see--sure enough, Hannah's form says she was assigned to a room with "Samantha McKenn". "ARE YOU KIDDING ME! You're THAT Sam? LET ME OUT OF HERE!" comes a scream from Sam's stomach. "//*OOOORRP*// No way, I'm really looking forward to having a single now!" Sam replies, still laughing. Her gut starts to squirm with renewed vigor. "What are the odds... I hope my roommate is still around," you say. The two of you continue to chat in the bathroom as Hannah's angry outbursts and frustrated grunts steadily get replaced with gurgles. Eventually the bulges in Sam's gut slow their movements and get kneaded by her shifting belly into a smooth, round shape. With whatever remains of Hannah sloshing around inside Sam, you can be sure your "debt" has been repaid. <<Sam 1>><<set $samPrey.push({name: "Hannah", status: "fodder", details: "her roommate"})>> "You know, the tour's probably over by now," Sam says, rubbing her bloated stomach with a look of vacant bliss on her face. "Yeah... we should probably head to the dining hall for lunch," you reply, getting to your feet. You offer Sam a hand. "I already have lunch," she says, remaining on the floor and patting her belly. "//I// don't though," you pout, keeping your hand extended. "Besides, I'm sure Hannah would like some company." Sam smiles and takes your hand. "Oh she's definitely gone by now, but I like where your head's at," she says as you help her to her feet. After she takes a second to adjust her balance with the added weight, the two of you make your exit from the bathroom back into the lobby. [[Lunch Time->Lunch: Sam After Tour]]<</replace>><</link>> <<link "Taunt Hannah">><<replace "#choices">>"Seriously, basically the only thing I said to her was that this was your idea," you laugh. "If you thought I was the one trying to eat you here, why would I specifically get //both// of you in here before me?" you ask Sam's gut. The bulging flesh of her belly stops moving for a moment, before resuming its squirming with more ferocity than before. "Maybe I just wanted to eat //you// bitch, think of that?" Hannah growls. The groaning of Sam's stomach has grown steadily louder, and you can hear sloshing as the girl within moves, the eager organ flooding with acids to handle its meal. "That really worked out well for you then, huh?" you continue to taunt. Sam chuckles. Suddenly one of the bulges in her gut lurches toward you, stretching her flesh to such an alarming degree that you can almost make out the contour of Hannah's arm striking at you. It only lasts a moment before the stomach walls snap her back into position, but the motion elicits a decidedly sexual gasp from Sam. Her face flushes red. "Whoah that was... intense. Could you maybe, uh... neverm-" her upper cheeks flare up even more and she clears her throat, snapping her attention from you to her gut. "Damn you're really putting up a fight! I've never had someone punch that hard without making me lose my lunch before, it's impressively pathetic!" she says to her meal, regaining her composure. Squeezing her arms around her belly like she's giving Hannah a hug, she pushes out a burp to taunt the girl. "Let's not have any more of that though..." "You know, if she gets back out I'm taking this one too," you joke, deciding to ignore her outburst. She smirks, still embracing her stomach. "No way am I gonna //*urp*// let her out, at least not the way she went in..." The two of you continue to chat in the bathroom as Hannah's angry outbursts and frustrated grunts steadily get replaced with gurgles. Eventually the bulges in Sam's gut slow their movements and get kneaded by her shifting belly into a smooth, round shape. With whatever remains of Hannah sloshing around inside Sam, you can be sure your "debt" has been repaid. <<Sam 1>><<set $samPrey.push({name: "Hannah", status: "fodder", details: "none"})>> "You know, the tour's probably over by now," Sam says, rubbing her bloated stomach with a look of vacant bliss on her face. "Yeah... we should probably head to the dining hall for lunch," you reply, getting to your feet. You offer Sam a hand. "I already have lunch," she says, remaining on the floor and patting her belly. "//I// don't though," you pout, keeping your hand extended. "Besides, I'm sure Hannah would like some company." Sam smiles and takes your hand. "Oh she's definitely gone by now, but I like where your head's at," she says as you help her to her feet. After she takes a second to adjust her balance with the added weight, the two of you make your exit from the bathroom back into the lobby. [[Lunch Time->Lunch: Sam After Tour]]<</replace>><</link>>

<<set $time to 13>><<include "TIME">>"W-wait no you've got it all wrong!" you plead, shrinking away from her face in hopes of being able to duck under one of her arms. Just as she moves to grab your shoulders, you lunge to your right, narrowly avoiding her. You run for the door, but she tackles you from behind, pushing you to the ground and landing on top of you. A sharp pain spikes through your abdomen for a moment as your bloated belly squishes against the tile. "Oh no you don't!" she says, repositioning herself so that she's sitting on your back facing your legs. You try to buck her off but she's got you pinned. She licks her lips as she pulls your shoes and socks off. "You're gonna be way better than whatever lunch they're serving..." "No, stop, please!" you shout. You let out a whimper as you feel your feet get pushed into the slimy warmth of her mouth. The door ahead of you slowly creaks open, but the girl doesn't seem to notice. She starts to swallow and for a brief moment you feel your toes push into her throat, but suddenly she pulls away and your feet are thrown back into the cool air of the room. Standing over you is Sam, holding the girl by one of her pigtails. "Not on my watch!" she says, yanking her off of you. "OW! WHAT THE HEL-" she starts to scream, but Sam grabs her arms and shoves her head into her mouth. She doesn't waste any time, pulling in the rest of the girl's body as quickly as she can, not taking any time to savor the experience. You get back on your feet to help, grabbing her legs and practically feeding the rest of her to Sam. In record time she's gone--confined within Sam's bulging gut. You managed to escape. "//*UUUUUUUURRRPP*// Oh boy that //*hic*// was a bit too fast, I barely even tasted her," Sam says with a belch, dropping down to a sitting position on the floor. "You okay?" "Yeah, thanks. She had us figured out--you came in just in time," you say, getting some paper towels to wipe off your saliva-coated feet. "I KNEW YOU TWO WERE UP TO SOMETHING! LET ME OUT BITCH!" screams a muffled voice from inside Sam's thrashing belly. "Hell no," Sam replies, pushing out a burp. "You're here to stay, so be a good lunch and settle down." She doesn't, but then it doesn't seem like that's actually what Sam wanted. "So, I wasn't actually paying attention like, at all, on the tour. You know where we're supposed to go next?" Sam asks you. "I think this is the last stop for the tour, then we're going back to Lampton for lunch?" you reply. "Pretty sure there's a schedule in these folders they gave us actually," you add, grabbing yours off the ground. "Oh right, they gave us folders," Sam says, "we should probably see what's in those, huh? Ooo actually is that hers up on the sink there? Grab that for me, it'll //*hic*// be more fun to go through her stuff." She slaps her squirming belly. "You're cool with that right?" she asks the girl inside. There's only incoherent rage in response. You look over at the sink and spot the folder she's talking about. You grab it to bring over to Sam, taking a quick look through yourself first. As you expected it looks like exactly the same paperwork, but you do get her name--Hannah. You hand it over to Sam before starting to look through your own folder. There's a map of the campus with your roommate assignment--someone named Emma--your class schedule, and--there it is, a schedule for orientation. "Yeah I was right, looks li-" "HAHAHA HOLY //SHIT//, NO WAY! NO FUCKING WAY!" Sam suddenly blurts out. "$name, you're never gonna believe this! You make sure you're listening too," she continues excitedly, smacking the side of her gut. "You gave me //her// folder and guess what? WE WERE ROOMMATES!"<<set $samInfo3 to 2>> "No fucking way!" you say, your mouth hanging open. She holds up the paper for you to see--sure enough, Hannah's form says she was assigned to a room with "Samantha McKenn". "ARE YOU KIDDING ME! You're THAT Sam? LET ME OUT OF HERE!" comes a scream from Sam's stomach. "//*OOOORRP*// No way, I'm really looking forward to having a single now!" Sam replies, still laughing. Her gut starts to squirm with renewed vigor. "What are the odds... I hope my roommate is still around," you say. The two of you continue to chat in the bathroom as Hannah's angry outbursts and frustrated grunts steadily get replaced with gurgles. Eventually the bulges in Sam's gut slow their movements and get kneaded by her shifting belly into a smooth, round shape. With whatever remains of Hannah sloshing around inside Sam, you can be sure your "debt" has been repaid. <<Sam 1>><<set $samPrey.push({name: "Hannah", status: "fodder", details: "her roommate"})>> "You know, the tour's probably over by now," Sam says, rubbing her bloated stomach with a look of vacant bliss on her face. "Yeah... we should probably head to the dining hall for lunch," you reply, getting to your feet. You offer Sam a hand. "I already have lunch," she says, remaining on the floor and patting her belly. "//I// don't though," you pout, keeping your hand extended. "Besides, I'm sure Hannah would like some company." Sam smiles and takes your hand. "Oh she's definitely gone by now, but I like where your head's at," she says as you help her to her feet. After she takes a second to adjust her balance with the added weight, the two of you make your exit from the bathroom back into the lobby. [[Lunch Time->Lunch: Sam After Tour]]

<<set $time to 13.5>><<include "TIME">><<set $lunchEmma to true>>Everyone filters back out into the courtyard, following Professor Juniper across the way to Lampton once again. You and Emma trail at the back of the group, still sticking together on the way to the dining hall. "Thank god, I'm starving! I barely even had breakfast this morning" Emma says.<<if $ateMandy>>"I guess you're probably all set for a while though, huh?" she adds, nodding at your gurgling belly. "Hey now, I've done almost an entire tour's worth of walking since then! Besides, she was pretty small, there's definitely some room to give her company," you reply, patting your bloated belly affectionately. "Well you better not be thinking of putting //me// in there." "I wouldn't dream of it! You probably have to do some sort of paperwork if you end up without a roommate and I don't have time for that," you joke. <<else>> "Me too, I thought that tour would never end," you reply.<</if>> It isn't long before your group arrives at Lampton, you and Emma being among the last to pass through the doors. The hall is bustling with activity and flooded with the sounds of countless conversations taking place at once. Your group isn't the first to arrive, as many of the tables are already filled with girls. Following everyone else's lead, the two of you head over to the buffet line at the front of the room. Laid out for the students is a wide variety of sandwiches, a few different kinds of pasta, and a salad bar. Once you're far enough along in the line, you grab a plate for yourself and fill it with a little of pretty much everything. Emma, who has just a single turkey sandwich and a salad, looks back at you and raises an eyebrow. "Jeez, you really are hungry huh?" she says as the two of you reach the end of the line and step away from the buffet. "This way I can find out what's good here," you say in your defense.<<if $fullness > 0>>"You know, other than the girls," you add, using your free hand to pat your bloated belly.<</if>> "Ooooh, smart. You better be planning on sharing those findings with your roomie," Emma replies with a laugh. "I see a good spot in the middle, c'mon!" You follow her to an empty table and sit next to each other. She wasn't kidding about being starving and immediately digs into her food, scarfing down half of her sandwich in record time. You pick at a few different things from your sampling--the pasta is pretty bland, but the sandwiches are surprisingly good. "Mmm, that really hits the spot," Emma says. "I was afraid the food would be garbage but this ain't bad!" "I wasn't too concerned, there's always an //alternative// menu if the normal food sucks," you reply. "So true! But it's not quite the same as eating a specifically prepared meal y'know? Ya gotta have both! Plus, it may surprise you since I'm going here but I'm not that big of a predator. I really only eat people that really have it coming, or if we're both having fun with it. Unless I'm blasted, then all bets are kinda off. I'd hate to actually have to rely on our classmates for nutrition..." Emma rambles.<<set $emmaInfo3 to 1>> "Oh but there I go blabbing on again! I wanna get to know you, $name<<if ($emmaRel < 2) and ($tourMandy is false)>>, we haven't had much chance to talk<</if>>! Let's see... ooo actually, why don't you just tell me something about yourself? I hate to dominate the conversation." <<link "Talk about family">><<replace "#choices">> "Alright then, uh..." you think for a moment, taking a bite of one of your sandwiches to mask the pause. "I'm an only child. Grew up just me and my dad for the most part actually, mom kinda dropped out of the picture when I was still a toddler," you explain. "Woah, that must have been rough. Hard to imagine not having both of my parents there--they're like some of my favorite people!" "Eh, people are always apologetic when I bring it up, but honestly? My childhood ruled. Way I've always seen it is if my mom didn't care enough to stick around, I don't care about her," you reply. "Yeah, fuck your mom!" Emma cries. Her smile doesn't falter but she gets a slight look of concern in her eyes for a moment before continuing. "I could get behind the whole only child thing though." "Got sibling problems?" you ask. "You can say that again! Nance is alright, we got along well enough but we're just totally different people y'know? But my brother! Omigod he's literally the worst person I've ever met!" she says in a frustrated tone. "I've seriously thought about eating him before, but it'd just be too gross..."<<set $emmaInfo4 to 1>><<set $emmaInfo5 to 1>> "Geez, is he really that bad?" "Girl you have //no// idea..." Emma groans. It looks like she's about to elaborate more, but just then a group of girls approaches the other side of the table. <</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</link>> <<link "Talk about school">><<replace "#choices">> "Alright then, uh..." you think for a moment, taking a bite of one of your sandwiches to mask the pause. "I got almost straight A's in high school. I don't know that I'm actually all that smart but I'm good at memorizing stuff for tests." "Really? That's like, the opposite of me--//Terrible// at tests over here. I'm not always the brightest either to be honest, but I've got street smarts! Party smarts! I think the only class I ever got an A in was photography..." "Oh, you're into photography?" "Hell yeah! I got really into it when I was like 12 and stuck with it as a hobby. I'll have to show you some of my stuff some time after I get everything unpacked!" she says excitedly.<<set $emmaInfo6 to 1>> It looks like she's about to ask something else, but a group of girls approaches the table and grabs both of your attention. <</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</link>> <<set $metMallory to true>><<set $metKayla to true>>"Hi there! Mind if we sit with you?" a dark haired girl at the front of the group asks, taking a seat across from you without waiting for an answer. Her hair is fairly short and curled at the ends, and she's wearing a noticeable amount of makeup. "Name's Mallory Weiss, you can call me Mal!" she says, gesturing for the other two girls to sit next to her. "Any chance either of you are Leah Campbell? I've been trying to track down my roommate." "Hey I'm Emma! Sorry, don't know any Leahs, but I've got //my// roomie right here!" Emma replies<<if $emmaRel > 1>> , putting her arm around your shoulder<</if>>. "Uh, hi! I'm $name," you say. "Oh awesome! That's great that you guys found each other already!" Mallory replies. "She's actually the first person I met on campus, isn't that crazy?" "Wow how lucky! And mine apparently doesn't even exist!" Mallory says excitedly. "I guess I'll see her soon enough at dorm check ins." "We only checked like, two tables before this," the hispanic looking girl to her left chimes in. She's wearing a green blouse that disguises it a bit, but looking at her now you notice that she's pretty muscular. "I'm Kayla by the way." "Oh but these two seem fun! I'm ready to throw in the towel to stick here," Mallory says. "Gabby say something. Be present," she adds, elbowing the girl to her right. "Hey, hi, how ya doing?...sorry," the girl blurts out. She has short brown hair that looks like it's... wet? And she's a bit on the chubby side. She's also wearing what looks like some kind of uniform--a white collared shirt with a jacket and skirt. Does this school have uniforms? "No need to be awkward Gabby, we aren't going to tell them!" "Mallory!" Gabby squeals. "What I didn't actually say anything! It adds intrigue to your character, I'm helping!" Mallory justifies. "Besides these girls are obviously nice so you have nothing to worry about." "Yeah, I have no idea what you're talking about but I won't judge!" Emma says. "It's nice to meet you all!" <<if $fullness > 1>>"I don't know about that Mal, one of them seems pretty... gluttonous," Kayla says with disdain, staring directly at you. As if on cue, your stomach lets out a very audible groan. You blush a little and lean forward to push your belly out of the way. "Er..." "Oh," Mallory says. She seems to both have not noticed and not really care. "Like, I know we're all here for this, but seriously? Grabbing someone on day one, before they've even gotten to see the campus? That's shitty $name," Kayla continues. "...it is $name, right?" You give a slight nod before defending yourself. "Well...But I mean--here Emma can vouch for me that this girl was completely clueless. She was doomed either way, better for me that I got to her, right?" you try to justify, a little flustered. "Yeah, she was all alone without the tour group and not paying attention at all," Emma says, backing you up. She seems less energetic than usual, almost reluctant.<<set $emmaInquiry1 to 1>> "See? It's fine, you worry too much!" Mallory says. "Still shitty," Kayla says, arms crossed. "Hey but we'll move past it!" Mallory replies, elbowing Kayla. "Let's get to know each other!" Kayla rolls her eyes and stays silent for a while as the rest of you continue talking and getting to know each other, but eventually she rejoins the conversation and seems nice enough. You continue chatting with Emma and this new group of girls all through the period, not realizing how much time was passing until you were interrupted by the familiar voice of Professor Juniper cutting through the noise of the room. "Everyone, attention please!" she shouts over the crowd. "Thank you, I hope you're all enjoying lunch! You can still hang out a while longer, but the buffet will be closing in a few minutes because it's time for dorm check-ins! So when you're finished, please head on over to the room listed in your folder. There should be a faculty member in the hall for you to check in with to get your key and make sure everything's in order!" "Wow time flies huh? I'd love to stick around a bit longer but I //really// need to meet my roommate," Mallory says, getting to her feet. "This was fun, let's meet up again some other time!" "Definitely, it was great meeting you all!" Emma replies. "Likewise! I hope me and Leah get along as well as you two," Mallory says. Kayla gives a vague "mmm" sound and a nod in response to Emma, glancing your way for a moment. She and Gabby get up to leave following Mallory. <<Mallory 1>> @@color:yellow;Although Kayla still looks a little annoyed at you.@@<<if $emmaRel < 3>> <<Emma 1>><</if>> "Well, back to just you and me again," Emma says, standing up from the table. "You ready to check out our dorm?" [["Let's go!"->September 1st- Dorm Check-In]]<<else>>"They've pretty much only introduced themselves Mal, how could you know that?" Kayla says. "I can just sense it. But you're right, we don't know much about each other. Let's remedy that!" Mallory beams. You continue to have a very engaging conversation with Emma and this new group of girls for the remainder of Lunch, getting to know each other better. You learn that Mallory and Kayla are already friends from high school, though Gabby they'd just met this morning while chatting in the lobby. At one point Kayla goes on a brief rant about how annoyed she is that some people are already eating other students before everyone's even settled in<<if $tourMandy>>, during which you and Emma exchanged nervous glances<<else>>, with which Emma strongly agreed<</if>>. Before you'd even noticed much time had passed, you hear the familiar voice of Professor Juniper cut through the noise of the room. "Everyone, attention please!" she shouts over the crowd. "Thank you, I hope you're all enjoying lunch! You can still hang out a while longer, but the buffet will be closing in a few minutes because it's time for dorm check-ins! So when you're finished, please head on over to the room listed in your folder. There should be a faculty member in the hall for you to check in with to get your key and make sure everything's in order!" "Wow time flies huh? I'd love to stick around a bit longer but I //really// need to meet my roommate," Mallory says, getting to her feet. "This was fun, let's meet up again some other time!" "Definitely, it was great meeting you all!" Emma replies. "Likewise! I hope me and Leah get along as well as you two," Mallory says with a smile. The other two get up to exit with her. "Catch you guys later!" Kayla says. Gabby only waves before turning around. <<Mallory 1>> <<Kayla 1>><<if $emmaRel < 3>> <<Emma 1>><</if>> "Well, back to just you and me again" Emma says, standing up from the table. "You ready to check out our dorm?" [["Let's go!"->September 1st- Dorm Check-In]]<</if>> <<if $fullness is 0>><<set $stamina += 8>><<set $stamina to Math.clamp($stamina, 0, $staminaMax)>><</if>>

<<set $lunchSam to true>><<if $eatenBySarah>><<set $counter to 1>><</if>>Relieved, you head over to meet back up with Sam. She notices you moments before you sit down across from her, only offering a nod of recognition because she has a mouth full of sandwich. "Hey again!" you say. <<if $ateAnita>>"How'd your tour go?" "It was boring as hell, I felt like my guide was never gonna shut up... Yours any better?" she replies after swallowing.<<else>>"Anita wasn't enough for you, huh?" After swallowing the food in her mouth she leans back and pats her much smaller, but still distended, gut. "Heh, I thought maybe she could use some company. Besides, these sandwiches looked pretty good and it's not like I can't fit more in there", she shrugs. "Glad you found me again, I think the belly scared everyone else off. How was your tour? Mine was boring as hell," she asks, taking another bite of her sandwich.<</if>> "Eh, pretty much the same here. Felt like they could have just given us a pamphlet or something instead<<if $ateMandy>> Although I did manage to snag a meal," you say, pointing at your stomach. "Yeah, I could tell. And here you're trashing //me// for getting some normal food," she jeers. "Fair enough," you reply, briefly holding up your hands.<<else>>," you say.<</if>><<if $outfit is "uniform">> "And did they also hand out dorky outfits for your group?" Sam asks, lowering her sandwich and looking you over with an eyebrow raised. You feel your face turn red. "Um no, <<if $eatenByAlice>>there was this bitchy girl in our tour and... <</if>>the uh, front desk gives these to you if your clothes get... ruined," you explain<<if $eatenBySarah>>, not wanting to go into more detail about your recent encounter<</if>>. She drops her sandwich and gets a shit-eating grin on her face. "I //thought// you smelled a bit like barf! Maybe I should have gone for //you// earlier instead..." You give her an annoyed look. "Relax, I'm kidding. It's honestly probably good for your rep to have made an escape already<<if $eatenByAlice>>, especially since anyone ballsy enough to try and grab someone around such a big group probably isn't a pushover<</if>>." "Y'know, I hadn't thought about it like that, thanks!" you say with a smile. "Although I definitely won't let you forget that it happened." "Naturally..."<</if>> <<include "Lunch: Chat With Sam">><<if $fullness is 0>><<set $stamina += 8>><<set $stamina to Math.clamp($stamina, 0, $staminaMax)>><</if>>

<<set $lunchOther to true>><<set $metMina to true>>After a few anxious minutes, you spot a very empty table at the far side of the room. There's only one girl there, and enough open seats that you won't have to really sit near her if she isn't interested in talking. This seems to be your only real option, so you head over to say hi. As you approach the table you can make out the girl better. She's absolutely tiny, definitely under five feet tall and a body like a twig. Her hair is long and flat, and it's so light that it almost looks white. You sit across from the girl, noticing as she turns her attention to you that her eyes are a striking silver-grey color. Or rather //eye//, as her right one is almost completely blocked by her hair. "Hey there, I'm $name," you say with a smile. "Hello, my name is Mina," the tiny girl replies in a soft voice. Her gaze drifts a little to the right of you and you turn to look, thinking maybe someone else has approached the table, but there's nothing there. It seems like she's just zoned out, eating her salad and paying you no mind. Uncomfortable, you try to strike up a conversation. "So, uh, Mina, don't take this the wrong way but, are you sure you're at the right school?" She doesn't look like she's ever even eaten a full sandwich, let alone a person. "Hehe, the secretary said the same thing to me when I came in," Mina giggles. "Please do not feel bad for asking, I understand how I come off. However, while this academy is renowned for its predators, it is also the best place in the country to learn to defend yourself!" "Huh, I didn't think anyone came here //just// to avoid being prey. Or that they'd even accept anyone on that basis." "If I am honest, I was a little surprised that I actually got in too! As for why I came, my mother said it best when we talked it over: 'If you can survive in the lion's den, you can survive anywhere'," Mina says.<<set $minaInfo2 to 1>> "You know, I guess that makes sense," you reply. "So if your goal here is just to... not die, what are your plans for the future?" "Oh, I would quite like to be a musician!" she squeaks, getting a grin on her face. "I am very good at playing the piano, I do hope they have one on campus somewhere! I brought my keyboard to practice, but it is not quite the same."<<set $minaInfo1 to 1>> "That's awesome! I've always wanted to be able to play an instrument," you say, returning her smile. The two of you continue having little bits and pieces of conversation throughout lunch. There are some awkward breaks and it's mostly just you asking her questions and her answering, but she seems to be enjoying the company. Eventually you hear the familiar voice of Professor Juniper cut through the room. "Everyone, attention please!" she shouts over the crowd. "Thank you, I hope you're all enjoying lunch! You can still hang out a while longer, but the buffet will be closing in a few minutes because it's time for dorm check-ins! So when you're finished, please head on over to the room listed in your folder. There should be a faculty member in the hall for you to check in with to get your key and make sure everything's in order!" "Ah, well, I guess we should get going," you say, standing up from the table. You quickly flip through your folder, looking for your room number. "Bye $name! Maybe we will see each other again later!" Mina says, giving a tiny smile. "I hope so!" you reply, returning her smile with a wave before heading for the front door. Your room number is K132, must be the first floor of Karbo. <<Mina 1>> [[Head to Check-In->September 1st- Dorm Check-In]]<<if $fullness is 0>><<set $stamina += 8>><<set $stamina to Math.clamp($stamina, 0, $staminaMax)>><</if>>

<<set $time to 17.75>><<include "TIME">><<set $cookoutAlice to true>><<if $kaylaRel > 0>><<set $counter to 5>><</if>><<if $metAlice>>You decide to go see what Alice is stirring up this time, feeling like you're ready for round two. Drama is always exciting to be a part of.<<else>>You're curious what the commotion is all about, so you go over to the group of arguing girls to investigate.<</if>><<if !$ateMandy and ($mandyEscaped is not "ignored")>> As you get closer, you realize that you recognize <<if $metKayla>>not just <<if $metAlice>>Alice<<else>>the girl from the tour<</if>>, but two of the others as well. Among the three she's arguing with are Kayla from lunch and... Mandy.<<else>>one of the girls being yelled at by <<if $metAlice>>Alice<<else>>the girl from the tour<</if>>, it's none other than Mandy from your earlier attempt at a meal.<</if>><<if ($mandyEscaped is "vomit") or ($mandyEscaped is "released")>> She's changed outfits since your prior encounter, now wearing <<if $outfit isnot "uniform">>what looks like <</if>>a school uniform<<if $outfit is "uniform">> identical to yours<</if>>.<</if>> She clearly hasn't forgotten your face from before and you see her go wide eyed and mutter something under her breath as soon as you approach. "God you're really just a bitch, huh Alice?" <<if $metKayla>>Kayla says.<<else>>says one of the girls you don't recognize. She's wearing a light green blouse and looks pretty tough.<</if>><<if !$metAlice>> She's clearly talking to the girl you know from the tour.<</if>> "I'd watch your mouth if I were you Carly, I haven't eaten all day," Alice answers. "It's Kayla," <<if $metKayla>>Kayla<<else>>the other girl<</if>> says through gritted teeth. Alice just shrugs. "Really you should be honored, for a minute there I thought you were worth my time!" Alice says. She notices that you've approached the group and <<if $aliceRel < 0>>rolls her eyes. "Of course. I guess all the bottom feeders stick together."<<else>> sighs. "Now who the fuck are you?"<</if>> <<if $aliceRel < 0>>"It's nice to see you again too Alice," you say. "It looked like there was a commotion over here, are you complaining about your room still?" You swear you can see her blood pressure rise a bit.<<else>>"$name, what are you guys arguing about?" you say.<</if>> <<if ($mandyEscaped is "vomit") or ($mandyEscaped is "failed")>>"Oh god..."<<else>>"Umm...Uh..."<</if>> Mandy mumbles, looking extremely distressed. "It's mostly just these two at this point," says the <<if $metKayla>>one<<else>>other<</if>> girl you didn't recognize, pointing at Alice and Kayla. She's pretty tall and has her blonde hair in pigtails. "I just wanna see how long they're gonna keep going at each other." <<if $metKayla>><<if $aliceRel < 0>>There's a flash of recognition in Kayla's eyes. "$name, you know this bitch?" "Kinda. From the looks of it I was in your exact position earlier," you answer. "And I should have taken care of you //then//," Alice growls. "Get lost loser, this literally has nothing to do with you." "No actually I think it'll be good to have another person tell you you're a bitch," Kayla says.<<else>>There's a flash of recognition in Kayla's eyes. "Hey again $name, you can actually settle this for us," she says.<</if>><<else>>"Perfect, I don't know who you are but settle this for us alright?" Kayla says.<</if>> "Eating someone before the first day is even over is a really shitty thing to do, right?"<<else>><<if $metKayla>> As you get closer you realize you recognize one of the other girls as well. Opposing <<if $metAlice>>Alice<<else>>the girl from the tour<</if>> is Kayla from lunch, standing next to a tall girl with pigtails.<<else>> As you get close you can make out the other two girls better. One is a tall girl with blonde pigtails wearing a pink blouse, the other looks pretty athletic and has dark hair. She seems vaguely hispanic.<</if>> <<if !$ateMandy>><<if $metAlice>>Alice<<else>>The girl from the tour<</if>> still has a small but noticeable bulge to her belly from her earlier meal.<</if>> "God you're really just a bitch, huh Alice?" <<if $metKayla>>Kayla says.<<else>>says the shorter girl.<</if>><<if !$metAlice>> She's clearly talking to the girl you know from the tour.<</if>> "I'd watch your mouth if I were you Carly, I haven't eaten since this morning," Alice answers. "It's Kayla, fatass," <<if $metKayla>>Kayla<<else>>the other girl<</if>> says through gritted teeth. Alice just shrugs. "Really you should be honored, for a minute there I thought you were worth my time!" Alice says. She notices that you've approached the group and <<if $aliceRel < 0>>rolls her eyes. "Of course. I guess all the bottom feeders stick together."<<else>> sighs. "Now who the fuck are you?"<</if>> <<if $aliceRel < 0>>"It's nice to see you again too Alice," you say. "It looked like there was a commotion over here, are you complaining about your room still?" You swear you can see her blood pressure rise a bit.<<else>>"$name, what are you guys arguing about?" you say.<</if>> "It's mostly just these two at this point," says the tall girl. "I'm just sticking around to see how long they're gonna keep going at each other." <<if $metKayla>><<if $aliceRel < 0>>There's a flash of recognition in Kayla's eyes. "$name, you know this bitch?" "Kinda. From the looks of it I was in your exact position earlier," you answer. "And I should have taken care of you //then//," Alice growls. "Get lost loser, this literally has nothing to do with you." "No, actually, I think it'll be good to have another person tell you you're a bitch," Kayla says.<<else>>There's a flash of recognition in Kayla's eyes. "Hey again $name, you can actually settle this for us," she says.<</if>><<else>>"Perfect, I don't know who you are but settle this for us alright?" Kayla says.<</if>> "Eating someone before the first day is even over is a really shitty thing to do, right?"<</if>><<if $fullness > 1>> "I, uh, doubt she's gonna back you up on that," the girl with pigtails says with a slight laugh, looking at your gut.<</if>> <<link "Absolutely">> <<if ($aliceRel < -1) and ($fullness < 3)>> <<set _checkType to "prey">> <<set _baseline to (14 - $counter)>> <<set _modifier to 4>> <<include "voreCheck">> <<if _swallow>> <<goto "Cookout: Eaten by Alice">> <<else>> <<set $stamina -= 10>> <<goto "Cookout: Alice Fails">> <</if>> <<else>> <<goto "Cookout: Alice 2">> <</if>> <</link>> [[Well, actually...->Cookout: Alice 3]]<<set $metAlice to true>><<set $metKayla to true>>

<<set $alicePrey.push({name: "An unknown freshman", status: "?", details: "someone she caught at the cookout after an argument"})>><<set $aliceAteHannah to true>>"Well, I wouldn't say that," you answer. "We all know what this school is for, if you find good prey and they can't keep themselves safe, what's the problem?" <<if ($lunchEmma and ($kaylaRel is 0)) or ($fullness > 1)>>"Oh yeah that's right, you've<<if $fullness > 1>> clearly<</if>> already gone and done it yourself. Should have known you'd side with this bitch," Kayla says with a scowl.<<else>>"COME ON!" an exasperated Kayla shouts. "You're really gonna take this bitch's side<<if $lunchEmma>> $name<</if>>? <<if $lunchEmma>>I really thought you were better than this after our talk at lunch...<<else>>You can go one fucking day without making someone a meal, let people at least see the campus first!<</if>>"<</if>> "Well, at least one person here has some sense<<if $aliceRel < -2>>, though I'm surprised that it's this waste of oxygen<</if>>," Alice sneers. "It's really a shame Carla, I was even going to let you have this one," she says, pointing to <<if !$ateMandy and ($mandyEscaped isnot "ignored")>>Mandy<<else>>the other girl<</if>>, "if it would get you on my side, but you've shown how weak willed of a predator you are. You're worthless to me." <<if !$ateMandy and ($mandyEscaped isnot "ignored")>>Mandy lets out a tiny squeal and starts to look around frantically after Alice's comment.<<else>>"Hah, like she could even get me down. I'm not scared'a none of you," the other girl says.<</if>> "God you're nuts, like I would ever back you up! And even //thinking// about using a //person// as a bargaining chip to make someone like you? Disgusting!" Kayla rants. "Fuck you! And fuck you too<<if $lunchEmma>> $name<</if>>!<<if !$lunchEmma>>," she adds, looking at you. "<<else>> <</if>>I'm not dealing with this shit anymore..." She storms off toward Karbo. <<Kayla -1>> "Good riddance," Alice says, rolling her eyes.<<if !$ateMandy and ($mandyEscaped is not "ignored")>> "If you're looking for a thank you, forget it. But..." she says to you in a somewhat hushed tone. She makes a subtle head gesture toward Mandy.<<if ($fullness + 4) <= $maxFullCap>> <<link "Eat Mandy">> <<set $attackedMandyCookout to true>> <<set $pacifist to false>> <<set _checkType to "oral">> <<set _baseline to 10>> <<set _modifier to 0>> <<include "voreCheck">> <<if _swallow>> <<goto "Cookout: Eat Mandy">> <<else>> <<goto "Cookout: Disappointing">> <<set $stamina -= 10>> <</if>> <</link>> <<link "Refuse">><<append "#text">> The prospect of reclaiming your earlier meal is certainly enticing<<if $mandyEscaped is "released">>, but considering you did //willingly// let her out before you feel like you can't go back on that this quickly.<<else>>, but doing it right here in the middle of the courtyard at Alice's insistence just doesn't feel right.<</if>> "Uh, no thanks," you say. "Just because I agreed with you doesn't mean I want to eat either of these two right now." "I knew it, not again!!" Mandy screams before running away. "God DAMN it!" Alice growls.<<if $tourAlice>> "I knew you'd disappoint."<</if>> The other girl starts to say something, but in the brief moment that she's distracted by Mandy's sudden escape Alice pounces on her with surprising ferocity. She already has the girl's head in her mouth when they hit the ground. You're somewhat awed at how quickly she gulps the girl down, unable to look away as her prey disappears down into her, filling her growing belly with furious, squirming bulges. In record time Alice leans back to pat her full belly. "//*UUURP*// At least I got the //*uuuuurp*// better //*brp*// one..." she says. "LET ME OUT YOU PIECE OF SHIT!" a muffled voice screams from within her thrashing gut. "Your dumb ass almost fucked this up for //*urp*// me. Get lost, unless you're offering a second course," she says, scowling. "Whatever," you reply.<<if $aliceRel >= -2>> <<Alice -1>><</if>> You don't see any point in trying to appease her, or any particular reason to help out her prey, so you turn back and head for the fountain. You were hoping to meet back up with Emma, but unfortunately you can't seem to find her or whatever girl she was talking to. <<if $samRel > 1>> You quickly scan the crowd in hopes of maybe finding Sam, but she doesn't seem to be out here.<</if>><<if $tourLocker and ($freshCoupleRel >= 0)>> In the end you go back over to sit with Sarah, Alesha, and Professor Juniper while you eat your food, but join the conversation too late to really get much out of it.<<else>> You end up sitting alone at one of the benches to eat, and rather than hang around being lonely you decide to turn in early.<</if>><</append>><<replace "#choices">> [[Head back to your dorm->September 1st- Night]]<</replace>><</link>><<else>> "Uh, I don't exactly have room," you reply, patting your still-bloated belly. "I knew it, not again!!" Mandy screams before running away. "God DAMN it!" Alice growls.<<if $tourAlice>> "I knew you'd disappoint."<</if>> The other girl starts to say something, but in the brief moment that she's distracted by Mandy's sudden escape Alice pounces on her with surprising ferocity. She already has the girl's head in her mouth when they hit the ground. You're somewhat awed at how quickly she gulps the girl down, unable to look away as her prey disappears down into her, filling her growing belly with furious, squirming bulges. In record time Alice leans back to pat her full belly. "//*UUURP*// At least I got the //*uuuuurp*// better //*brp*// one..." she says. "LET ME OUT YOU PIECE OF SHIT!" a muffled voice screams from within her thrashing gut. "Your dumb ass almost fucked this up for //*urp*// me. Get lost, unless you're offering a second course," she says, scowling. "Whatever," you reply.<<if $aliceRel >= -2>> <<Alice -1>><</if>> You don't see any point in trying to appease her, or any particular reason to help out her prey, so you turn back and head for the fountain. You were hoping to meet back up with Emma, but unfortunately you can't seem to find her or whatever girl she was talking to. <<if $samRel > 1>> You quickly scan the crowd in hopes of maybe finding Sam, but she doesn't seem to be out here.<</if>><<if $tourLocker and ($freshCoupleRel >= 0)>> In the end you go back over to sit with Sarah, Alesha, and Professor Juniper while you eat your food, but join the conversation too late to really get much out of it.<<else>> You end up sitting alone at one of the benches to eat, and rather than hang around being lonely you decide to turn in early.<</if>> [[Head back to your dorm->September 1st- Night]]<</if>><<else>>"Now that she's gone..." "Where is she even going?" you ask. "The cookout isn't over for a while yet." "Probably back to her room, seemed pretty ups--HEY//Mmm//," the other girl answers before suddenly being cut off. In the brief moment she'd been distracted by you, Alice pounced on her with surprising ferocity and already has her head in her mouth. You're somewhat awed at how quickly she gulps the girl down, unable to look away as her prey disappears down into her, filling her growing belly with furious, squirming bulges. In record time Alice leans back to pat her full belly. "//*UUUURP*// Too easy, I expected more of //*urp*// a fight from the way you talked," Alice says, smacking the side of her gut and rising to her feet. "Seems like you're better--//*ORRP*//--off in there.~" "LET ME OUT YOU PIECE OF SHIT!" a muffled voice screams from within her thrashing belly. She turns to look at you. You can feel her golden eyes piercing your soul for two uncomfortable seconds of silence before she finally speaks. "Your distraction was adequate. You can leave now." "Uh, right. See ya..." you say, leaving her to be alone with her meal. You can still faintly hear her prey screaming obscenities at her as you head back to the fountain. <<if $aliceRel < 0>><<Alice 1>><<else>>@@color:yellow;Even after helping her, Alice seems indifferent to you.@@<</if>> You were hoping to meet back up with Emma, but unfortunately you can't seem to find her or whatever girl she was talking to. <<if $samRel > 1>> You quickly scan the crowd in hopes of maybe finding Sam, but she doesn't seem to be out here.<</if>><<if $tourLocker and ($freshCoupleRel >= 0)>> In the end you go back over to sit with Sarah, Alesha, and Professor Juniper while you eat your food, but join the conversation too late to really get much out of it.<<else>> You end up sitting alone at one of the benches to eat, and rather than hang around being lonely you decide to turn in early.<</if>> [[Head back to your dorm->September 1st- Night]]<</if>>

<<set $eatenByAliceCookout to true>><<set $predName to "Alice">><<set $predSS to 40>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "CookoutAlice_PreyStruggle">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "CookoutAlice(TEXT)">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "CookoutAlice_Actions">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Cookout: Alice Escape">>"Absolutely!" you reply. "You'd have to be one hell of a bitch to not at least let people move in first."<<if !$ateMandy and ($mandyEscaped != "ignored")>> <<if ($mandyEscaped is "vomit") or ($mandyEscaped is "failed")>>"Are you ser... But y-you..." Mandy whimpers. You wink at her.<<else>>"Wait but..." Mandy starts to mumble. You give her a subtle apologetic look to try and avoid raising suspicion.<</if>><</if>> "Thank you!" she says, throwing her arms up. "Alright looks like that's <<if !$ateMandy and ($mandyEscaped != "ignored")>>four<<else>>three<</if>> votes for 'you're a bitch', Alice. Pretty sure that means you're a bitch." <<Kayla 1>> Alice's face is almost as red as her top and her fists are clenched tight. "You know what $name? Come here!" she growls, grabbing your shirt and jerking you forward so you're face to face with her. "One day is all I need to be fucking //done// with you." You start to try and push her away, but she catches you totally off guard with a headbutt. You're stunned for a moment and instinctively grab your forehead, giving Alice the perfect opportunity to pull both your head and hands into her mouth. As you squirm helplessly in her grip, trying to call for help, you can hear the other girls reacting.<<if !$ateMandy and ($mandyEscaped != "ignored")>> Mandy screams and you can hear the muffled sound of what you assume is her running away.<</if>> "Oh fuck! Didn't think she had the balls to go for it in a group like this," you hear the tall girl say, evidently not overly concerned with the turn of events from the tone of her voice. "You've got to be fucking kidding me Alice!" Kayla says, outraged.<<if $kaylaRel > 0>>"Hang on $name!" A wave of relief washes over you as you feel a different arm wrap around your waist, but the sting of fear returns as Kayla is pushed away and your head is swallowed deeper into Alice. She suddenly kicks into overdrive, pushing herself down over you and swallowing relentlessly. It's shocking how quickly you find your body squeezed into her stomach,<<if $fullness > 1>> your own still-bloated belly being the only thing to make her pause for even a moment. In<<else>> in<</if>> an instant only your legs are hanging out with your ass already sliding down her throat. "//Puta!// You in fucking kindergarten? Who goes for the hair?" Kayla shouts from somewhere to your left. "You two have fun, I'm outta here," you faintly hear the other girl say through the sounds of Alice's insides. You feel the world shift around you as Alice eases backward onto the ground to finish you off. There's nothing you can do as your body is packed into her gut, your legs slurped up like noodles. Just before you're fully sealed inside, you feel one of your shoes get yanked off your foot. With one final gulp, the last of you is sent down to her groaning stomach. The walls suddenly shudder around you as your captor lets out a tremendous belch. "//*OOOUUURRRRRP!*//--whew! Fuck you, I didn't get any chance to savor her. Unless you want to give her some company, get lost!" Alice says. "Oh, but, you can keep that if you want. I don't think she'll be needing it anymore," she adds in a more smug tone. "Ugh, fuck you!" Kayla says. A moment later you feel something smack into your back. "I'm sorry $name, please don't let her keep you down..." "Oho, she already left! Poor $name, you don't have very good friends do you?" Alice says in a mocking tone. You feel her rise back onto her feet, rubbing her hands over you from the outside. "I'm not surprised. A slut like you is much better off adding to my perfect form."<<else>> "Let her go!" "Woah, easy there Kayla, just let this happen. That girl went straight for the headbutt with no hesitation, you don't want to fuck with that kind of energy," the other girl says. "But we can't just... Ugh, fuck you!" Kayla says. "I'm not sticking around to watch this... I hope you choke on her." "Yeah I'm gonna get on with my day," the other girl says. And just like that, all the help you'd hoped for has abandoned you. Alice pulls you in further with a satisfied gulp. With no potential threats left, Alice starts to really take her time with you. You can feel her running her tongue along your skin<<if $outfit != "uniform">> and even under your shirt as she gets to your chest<</if>>, savoring every piece of her meal. After what feels like several minutes your head is finally pushed into the humid chamber of her stomach, the rest of you slowly but surely squeezing through her slimy throat. You've given up struggling against her by now, saving your strength to make your escape. Eventually she seals the rest of you inside and you curl into an uncomfortable position in the confines of her gut. "//*urp*// You're finally where you belong," Alice says, gripping your arm through her belly for a moment. "I really thought I was taking a risk there, but I guess Kayla didn't care as much as she said. Maybe she just doesn't care for you! Can't say I blame her, no one should be sticking their neck out for a slut like you."<</if>> @@color:orange;You have been overpowered.@@ "Let me out bitch!" you shout, lashing out at the wet walls imprisoning you. "You're not going anywhere until my gut turns your worthless body into sludge! I should have done this the first time," she sneers.<<set $sceneAttack to 0>><<set $sceneDefense to 0>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "preyOptions">></div>

<<if $acidStage > 2>><<set $time to 19>><<include "TIME">>Something you did seems to hit the right spot and you hear Alice grunt, followed by a deep rumbling sound shaking through her stomach. "Um, I don't think your stomach is, like, supposed to make that sound," the other girl says. You feel her massage come to a stop. "Don't stop you idiot! I need you to--" Mid-sentence, the walls of Alice's stomach finally decide they've had enough and squeeze into a vice grip around you. You can feel your head starting to be pushed back up into her esophagus. This is it! "FU-//huek//" Alice starts to react, but the moment she opens her mouth you're rocketed out of it. Your bile-drenched body slides face-first onto a carpeted floor. You start to try and collect yourself when you realize you aren't all the way out--your rear is still lodged in the girl's mouth. It looks like she's trying desperately to swallow you back down, but her body isn't having any of it. You place your freed hands on her legs and with one forceful shove dislodge yourself. Breathing heavily, your head finally starts to clear and you struggle to your feet. You look around to get your bearings: You're completely naked, standing in a dorm room that looks pretty similar to yours. Alice is sitting on the bed ahead of you having a coughing fit, while a girl in a lime green shirt with blonde pigtails is standing off to the side with a surprised look on her face. "Woah! This is gonna be tough to clean up," she says. Amid the pool of bile and half digested food surrounding you you spot a glint of something reflecting in the light: It's your room key. You quickly grab it and, covering your nude body with your arms, run out of the room and into the hall to retreat to your dorm, praying no one else is in the halls to see you.<<elseif $turn > 7>><<set $time to 18.75>><<include "TIME">>Your head is getting foggy and your limbs feel weak, but you refuse to give up. You keep striking out at your prison and shifting your weight with all the strength you can muster, and it seems like it's working. She's started burping much more frequently than she has for the rest of this ordeal. Your struggling must finally be getting to her again. You feel a strange sensation as the once gentle bouncing of her footsteps suddenly intensifies. Not worried about the why, you see an opportunity to take advantage of and start using the extra momentum to throw yourself around as violently as you can. Unprepared for the sudden onslaught, the walls of her stomach finally decide they've had enough and squeeze into a vice grip around you. You can feel your head starting to be pushed back up into her esophagus. This is it! "FU-//huek//" Alice starts to react, but the moment she opens her mouth you're rocketed out of it. Your bile-drenched body slides out onto a cold tile floor. You start to try and collect yourself when you realize you aren't all the way out--your rear is still lodged in the girl's mouth. It looks like she's trying desperately to swallow you back down, but her body isn't having any of it. You place your freed hands on her head and with one forceful shove dislodge yourself, nearly sending her tumbling down the stairs and releasing a fountain of stomach juices that had built up around your legs. After being churned alongside her second meal, the sudden wave of vomit pushes you over the threshold and you immediately throw up as well. Breathing heavily, your head finally starts to clear and you struggle to your feet. You look around to get your bearings: You're completely naked, standing at the top of the main stairs in Lampton. Alice is slumped over the top step having a coughing fit, still unable to get a word out. Amid the pool of bile and half digested food surrounding you you spot a glint of something reflecting in the light. It's your room key. You quickly grab it and, covering your nude body with your arms, take off down the hall to retreat to your dorm, praying no one else is in the halls to see you.<<else>><<set $time to 18.5>><<include "TIME">>She may have held you down once, but you refuse to give up. You keep striking out at your prison and shifting your weight with all the strength you can muster, and it seems like it's working. She's started burping much more frequently than she has for the rest of this ordeal. Your struggling must finally be getting to her again. "//*urp*// What the fuck are you //*URRP*// doing in there? I thought you learned your //*urp*// lesson, do I need to get another drink?" Alice growls. Her voice sounds confident, but you can hear the faint murmur of onlookers gathering around. You're clearly having a noticeable effect on her, it's time to finish this. There's suddenly an intense pressure on both sides of your body, something pushing in from the outside of her gut. "//*OOuuuURRRP*// If my stomach can't handle you, maybe I'll //*urp*// just crush you myself," Alice says with hatred in her voice. "How does that sound $name?" "Just give it up Alice, you can't keep me down! Let me out before I break out!" you shout. Truth be told her squeezing is actually hurting quite a bit, but you can't give up now. And fortunately, it seems like her plan backfired as, with little prompting from you, the walls of her stomach abruptly tighten and start to push you back up into her throat. "//Hrk// Damn... it..." Alice groans, releasing her hold to instead wrap her arms around her gut. She keels over and within a few seconds you feel the cool air of the outside world against your face. Followed quickly by the extremely unpleasant sensation of being rubbed across concrete as your body slides back out into the courtyard. Once your arms are free you do your best to ease yourself into a more comfortable exit position. <<if $turn < 3>>You jump to your feet as soon as the last of you is out. Other than being completely drenched in digestive fluid, you're really no worse for wear.<<else>>Once the last of you is out, you take a second to focus and let your eyes readjust to the light before rising to your feet. You can feel that you've got a few moderate burns on your arms and legs, and your clothes are in tatters<<if $outfit is "uniform">>, the skirt of your uniform being lost somewhere inside Alice during your escape. Luckily your underwear is intact, but you're still a little embarrassed<</if>>.<</if>> Once you've collected yourself, you realize for the first time that there's a small crowd gathered around you, several of whom are cheering or laughing. You even see Professor Juniper and what looks like another teacher watching with an amused look on her face.<<if $outfit is "uniform">> You blush, taking off the remnant of your jacket to wrap around your lower body.<</if>> "Fuck... you... $name," Alice says between coughs. "I don't know how you... pulled that off... but I swear I'm gonna-" "Oh hush Mercato, you're just making more of a fool of yourself," the other professor says. "Are you alright $name?" Professor Juniper asks. Knowing there are a bunch of other students watching still, you play it cool. "Yeah I'm fine, she was nothing," you say, shooting Alice a look. She glares and finally starts to get to her feet. You flip her off with one hand before turning to head for the main hall. "I do need to change though."<</if>> <<if $aliceRel > -3>><<Alice -2>><<else>><<Alice -1>><</if>> <<include "playerPreyEscape">>[[Head to your dorm to change->September 1st- Night]]

<<set $time to 18>><<include "TIME">><<set $ateMandyCookout to true>><<set $preyName to "Mandy">><<set $preyHealthMax to 24>><<set $preyResilience to 0>><<set $preyFrustration to 1>><<set $preyExhaustion to 0>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "CookoutMandy_PredActions">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "CookoutMandy_Struggle">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "CookoutMandy(TEXT)">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Cookout: Mandy Fail">><<set $preySize to 4>><<set $fullness += $preySize>>\ You get the message loud and clear<<if $mandyEscaped is "released">>, and although you hesitate a bit since you did //willingly// let her out before,<<set $karma -= 2>><<else>>, and<</if>> reclaiming your earlier meal is too good of an opportunity to pass up. Giving Alice a nod and a slight smile, you start to walk over to Mandy. "<<print $name[0]>>-$name what a-are you..." Mandy mumbles, terror in her eyes. "I think it's pretty obvious honey, you should probably run," the other girl says, backing up a bit with her arms crossed. You glance over at her for a moment. "You should probably learn to follow your own advice." On cue, Alice pounces on the girl, knocking her over and shoving her head into her mouth before they've even hit the ground. You grab Mandy's arm as she takes the opportunity to try and run away, dropping the plate of food you'd been carrying. <<if $mandyEscaped is "released">>"B-but before you... you," she stammers.<<else>>"NO PLEASE NOT AGAIN!" she screams.<</if>> You pull her back in front of you, crossing your arms over her from behind to keep her in place. "<<if $mandyEscaped is "released">>Sorry, looks like you were destined to be my food after all<<else>>There's no getting away this time~<</if>>" you say before pushing her head between your jaws. She begins to squirm furiously, but you keep your grip held tight and with a //*gulp*// start to slide yourself over her. You move quickly, a little concerned about drawing too much attention to yourself. Being this public isn't usually your style. About halfway through the process you start to slow down, however, savouring the feeling. The pressure on your insides, the feeling of your body stretching and squeezing around hers... it's divine. You ease back onto the ground to avoid bending over uncomfortably low, running your tongue along her legs. To your right, you hear Alice let out a belch, evidently finished with her meal. Following her lead, you slurp up the rest of Mandy, sealing her into the tight confines of your guts. "//*UURP*// Finally where you belong," you say, resting a hand on top of your bulging belly. You can feel her shifting beneath the skin, a tiny spark of pleasure radiating through your body with every motion. "PLEASE STOP, let me go!" Mandy cries, her voice muffled by your body. @@color:yellowgreen;You overpowered your prey.@@ Alice is already back on her feet, lazily rubbing her gut with one hand. You can see that the other girl is thrashing around much harder than Mandy, her belly squirming and sloshing wildly. Alice seems unfazed by it. "Excellent, that girl wasn't fit to be anything but a slab of meat," she says. "But I doubt I could have gotten them both myself in this open of an area." "You're //*urp*// welcome," you say. You briefly reach out a hand toward her in hopes of getting some help standing back up with the extra weight of Mandy, but she just raises an eyebrow at you. Realizing it was probably silly to expect an assist from her, you clumsily struggle back to your feet on your own. "Yes. I could have just tracked her down myself later," Alice replies. She stares at you uncomfortably directly for a brief moment. "However, you were useful in getting Kayla out of the picture, so a reward was in order." "Thank you?" you say, taking a seat on a nearby bench to relax and enjoy your dinner. "I'M NOT A PRIZE! $name you can't do this!" Mandy squeals from within your gut, a little hard to hear over the groans of digestions starting to kick in. "Mmm," Alice says dismissively. "I have more important things to do than stand around here." With that she turns and walks away toward Lampton, leaving you alone with your meal. <<if $aliceRel < 0>><<Alice 2>><<else>><<Alice 1>><</if>><<set $sceneAttack to 0>><<set $sceneDefense to 0>><<done>><<include $sceneActionsLink>><<replace "#actionReminder">><<PredActionReminder>><</replace>><</done>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "predOptions">></div>

<<set $time to 18.5>><<include "TIME">><<set $ateMandyCookout to false>>You thought maybe Mandy had finally given up, but you suddenly feel an intense kick in your gut that jolts you to attention. "You mind taking it easy in there? You aren't get-... getting out" you say, suddenly getting very queasy mid sentence and clutching your gut. "I'M. NOT. FOOD!" Mandy cries, each word accompanied by a powerful blow to your insides. You try to stay strong, but it's no use as you feel your belly decide it's had enough and constrict around its passenger. You're helpless to stop it as Mandy is shoved painfully back into your throat bit by bit. Soon enough you taste the awful sensation of bile on your tongue as her face squeezes back into your mouth. "Just... Let me... Go!" she says as her face breaches back into open air. Her escape is slow at first, only her head and shoulders free as you fall off the bench onto your knees. "Come on..." Mandy whimpers, aggressively shimmying her shoulders as she attempts to free her arms from your body. You're almost as relieved as she is when she finally gets them out and is able to get leverage to finish pulling herself free. You cough and sputter on the ground, feeling something slide back down your throat. Mandy is sprawled out on the ground in a pool of your stomach acids, accompanied by a few chunks of something still stewing away from lunch. <<if $turn < 8>>Her clothes are peppered with holes from their time spent drenched in your acids, and you notice that one of her shoes is missing.<<else>>She's almost completely naked, everything but her panties and somehow a single sleeve of her shirt melted away by the extreme amount of time she spent exposed to your stomach. You notice that one of her shoes is sitting in the puddle of vomit pretty much undamaged, but the other is nowhere to be found.<</if>> You place your hand on your stomach, feeling something hard still creating a slight bulge--that explains that mystery. Once she's recovered from the ordeal, Mandy shakily stands up.<<if $preyHealth is 1>> She seems to notice her clothing situation for the first time and covers herself with her arms, her face turning bright red.<</if>> Tears start to well up in her eyes and she sprints away, taking off toward Karbo. When you've finally recovered enough to get back on your feet, your stomach still feels pretty awful. Definitely not in the mood for even regular food from the cookout--it looks like a dirty shoe is going to be your only meal for the night. Lovely. You decide your best option is to just turn in for the night. <<include "playerPredFail">>[[Head back to your dorm->September 1st- Night]]

<<if $club is "swim">>"I think I'd like to join the swim team," you tell her after thinking it over. The opportunity to compete with other schools definitely got your attention over the other clubs.<<elseif $club is "cooking">>"I think I'd like to join the cooking club," you tell her after thinking it over. You've always had an interest in cooking.<<else>>"I think I'd like to join the tabletop club," you tell her after thinking it over. Playing through a campaign over the course of the semester sounded really fun to you.<</if>> "Great! Can I just get your name?" Kim replies. "Oh right, sorry! I'm $name $last," you tell her. "Alright then $name, I've got you down on the list for <<if $club is "swim">>the swim team<<elseif $club is "cooking">>cooking club<<else>>tabletop club<</if>> so they know to be expecting you on Wednesday," she says. "Now go and enjoy the cookout! There's food being cooked up over by Lampton and a lot of the faculty are around if you want to get to know your teachers. Have fun!" "Thank you!" you reply.<<if $outfit is "uniform">> "Oh and $name? I should warn you to absolutely //not// wear that tomorrow. It's sort of an unspoken rule among upperclassmen to not wear the school uniform on the first day, because it makes it easy to pick out unaware freshmen they think are easy targets," Kim calls out as you start to walk away. "Oh, uh, thanks for the tip!" you say.<</if>> You walk through the courtyard and over to the grill to get yourself some food. There's a pretty burly looking woman cooking up burgers and hot dogs at the grill, with a table full of sides and chips nearby. <<if $fullness > 1>>Even with $lastPrey still churning away, you can't help yourself, filling up a plate with food and getting in line for a burger<<else>>You fill up a plate with food and get in line to get a burger<</if>>.<<if $metSarah>> It takes you a second, but you realize the girl standing in front of you is Sarah from the locker room earlier. <<if $freshCoupleRel is -1>>You get uncomfortable and try to look away so that she doesn't recognize you. You're pretty sure it worked until she's walking away with her food and you catch her giving you a dirty look. After getting your burger from the grill, you make sure to wait a little bit before going back to the fountain.<<elseif $freshCoupleRel is -2>>You start to panic a little and try to look away so that she doesn't recognize you, even considering just bailing on your burger and coming back later. You're about to breathe a sigh of relief that she didn't realize it was you when she turns around, glaring at you. "That outfit looks horrible on you," is all she says before walking away toward the fountain. You make sure you wait a little while after getting your burger before returning to the center of the courtyard.<<elseif $freshCoupleRel > 0>>She looks back at something and notices you as well. "Oh hey $name! <<if $ateChandra>>Chandra wasn't enough, huh?" "Well, I've got room for more," you say<<if $fullness > 1>>, slapping your bloated belly<</if>>, "so I figured I wouldn't pass this up. How are you doing?<<else>>How's it going?" "Pretty good, you?"<</if>> "Great! My roommate seems like she's pretty cool so that's a relief," she says. "Oh me and Alesha are sitting over by the fountain chatting with Professor Juniper, you can come join us if you want!" she says as she gets two burgers from the woman at the grill. "Sweet. I might try to track down my roommate so we can get to know each other better, but maybe we'll both come over!" you tell her. After getting your own burger you head back to the fountain.<<elseif $freshCoupleRel is 0>>She looks back at something and doesn't seem to recognize you, and given how your last encounter ended you're pretty okay with that. After getting your burger from the woman at the grill, you head back to the fountain at the center of the courtyard.<</if>><<else>> Once you've gotten your food, you head back to the fountain at the center of the courtyard.<</if>> You take a look around to find where you want to go to sit and eat. <<if $freshCoupleRel > 0>>You see where Sarah and Alesha are sitting at a picnic table right next to the fountain toward the sports complex.<<elseif $freshCoupleRel < 0>>You notice Professor Juniper from the tour sitting at a table right next to the fountain. You think about taking the opportunity to talk with her and make a good impression, but looking a little closer you realize she's currently talking to Sarah and Alesha and decide it's probably better to steer clear.<<else>>You notice Professor Juniper from the tour sitting at a table right next to the fountain, <<if $metSarah>>and it looks like this is where Sarah went to sit<<else>>talking to two girls you don't recognize<</if>>. You're pretty sure she teaches one of your classes, it could be a good opportunity to make a good impression<<if $metSarah>>, and these could be better circumstances to meet Sarah and Alesha in.<</if>>.<</if>> <<if !$tourSam>>Down one of the paths you spot <<if $metAlice>>Alice from<<else>>what you're pretty sure is the smug girl that caused a scene earlier on<</if>> the tour. It looks like she's in the middle of an argument with <<if ($ateMandy is false) or ($mandyEscaped is not "ignored")>>a group of girls<<else>>two other girls<</if>>.<<if $eatenByAlice>> You absolutely want to stay away from her after what happened earlier.<</if>><</if>> You also spot Emma standing near a bench at the front of the fountain, talking with an unfamiliar girl.<<if ($fullness + 5) <= $maxFullCap>> As you're thinking of what to do, your stomach growls and out of the corner of your eye you spot a <<if $lunchEmma>>familiar looking girl<<else>>chubby brown haired girl<</if>> heading into the garden near the front of the courtyard. It doesn't look like there's anyone else there--might be an opportunity to get a better meal than just a burger.<</if>> <<if $freshCoupleRel > 0>>[[Sit with Sarah and Alesha->Cookout: Juniper]]<<elseif $freshCoupleRel is 0>>[[Sit and talk with Professor Juniper->Cookout: Juniper]]<</if>><<if !$eatenByAlice and !$tourSam>> <<if $metAlice>>[[See what Alice is stirring up now->Cookout: Alice 1]]<<else>>[[Go find out what the argument is about->Cookout: Alice 1]]<</if>><</if>> [[Meet back up with Emma->Cookout: Emma]] <<if ($fullness + 5) <= $maxFullCap>>[[Follow the girl->Cookout: Gabby]]<</if>>

<<set $time to 17.75>><<include "TIME">><<set $cookoutEmma to true>><<set $metBetty to true>>You decide to go meet back up with Emma, <<if $offCourse>>figuring you should probably get to know your roommate better<<else>>considering you did tell her you'd catch up with her here<</if>>. <<if $lunchEmma>>The girl she's talking to doesn't look like any of the ones you met at lunch<<else>>The girl she's talking to definitely isn't anyone you've met before<</if>>, and as you get closer you realize this isn't a friendly conversation. You pause for a moment just within earshot. "And seriously, what the hell are you doing with your hair? That orange shit is //on purpose//? Ha! That's not even how you do highlights, bitch," the other girl says. She's a blonde with her hair in a very long ponytail, wearing an asymmetric shirt, short shorts, and a heavy amount of makeup. Her arms are crossed beneath her, admittedly impressive, bust and she's giving Emma a look of utter disdain. "Hey, I really like my hair like this..." Emma answers, running one of her hands through it nervously. "I shouldn't be surprised with how tasteless you are. You don't mix blonde and bright colors honey, anyone with eyes could tell you that!" the girl says, continuing to cut into her. \ \ <<link "Oh hell no!">><<set $stamina -= 5>><<append "#text">> You don't know what set her off, but you're not going to just stand by while someone bullies your <<if $emmaRel > 1>>friend<<else>>roommate<</if>>. Hoping to just diffuse the situation with your presence, you walk up pretending you haven't heard any of their conversation. "Hey there Emma! Who's this?" you say, going to stand at her side. <<if $outfit is "uniform">>"HA! Of course //this// is the kind of person you're friends with! You know what that fucking uniform means, right?" the girl jeers. You blush a little, but fire back at her. "Y'know, that's actually a pretty good tactic! I'd be afraid eating someone wearing that much makeup would make me sick."<<else>>"I'm Betty, bitch, and don't you forget it," the girl snaps. She quickly sizes you up. "I guess it's true that losers stick together, you two were made for each other." <<if !$offCourse>>"My god, she sounds exactly like that girl from the tour..." you mutter. <</if>>"What's your problem? Do you just shit on everyone you meet?" you ask, eyes narrowing. "My problem is that whores like you two are still walking around this campus and not in someone's gut," Betty scowls. "Ohoho //we're// the whores here? Not you with your nonexistent shorts and ten pounds of makeup?" you answer, heating up.<</if>> "Oh bitch you two should learn a thing or two about makeup. Though with the situation you're working with it would take some serious artistry," she says. Emma stamps her foot forward. "Ugh, that's enough Betty! Just go away!" she shouts. "Yeah, fuck off!" you add. "Oh what's wrong, can't take a little criticism? You gonna do something about it?" <<if $fullness < 2>>"Maybe I will, I haven't eaten yet," you say, licking your lips at her menacingly<<else>>"You really wanna stick around to find out?" you say<</if>>. "That's adorable! You both look like you couldn't even keep a toddler down," she sneers.<<if $fullness > 2>> "I can't believe you managed to find someone even more pathetic than yourself," she adds, looking at you.<</if>> "Your body makes a lot of sense with that big mouth you've got!" Emma suddenly snaps, her fists clenched tight at her sides. It's clear that struck a nerve with Betty. "Alright you know what bitch? I already lost a meal today, I think it's time for a replacement!" she shouts, lunging at Emma. Emma yelps and tries to jump back, but Betty is fast and gets a grip on her shirt, managing to pull the top of Emma's head into her mouth. That's as far as she gets before you step in, dropping your plate of food to protect Emma. You grab her ponytail to yank her head back, simultaneously kicking the back of her knees, knocking her onto her back. "OW, THAT FUCKING HURT!" Betty growls, rubbing the back of her head with both hands. "Yeah, that was the point. When I say 'fuck off' it means fuck off, got it?" you say, stepping between her and Emma. She has a murderous glare, but looks between you and Emma and backs up a bit before getting back to her feet. "Whatever!" is all she says before stomping away, flipping you off for good measure. You turn back to Emma. "You okay?" "Yeah, yeah... Thank you," she answers, taking a seat on the bench behind you. "Sorry your food got ruined." "Oh don't worry about that, I can just get more," you say, giving her a reassuring smile and sitting next to her. "What was her deal?" "I don't know!" she says<<if $emmaRel > 3>>, leaning up against your shoulder<</if>>. "I saw her sitting alone over here and came over to say hi, and she just immediately starting hurling insults! That sort of stuff usually doesn't get to me, but for some reason... God, did I really try to roast her at the end there?" she says, laughing under her breath.<<if $emmaRel > 3>> She seems to notice the position she's in and abruptly sits back upright, glancing away for a second before turning back to you.<</if>> "Yep, you did. Honestly I think you did a better job than me." "Heh, thanks<<if $outfit is "uniform">>," she says. "So... I do have to ask--what //does// that outfit mean?" "Oh uh... it pretty much means you've been swallowed by someone, the staff give this outfit to people who need a change of clothes..." you answer sheepishly. "What? You didn't mention anything about that earlier, I thought you were just a fashionable person!" "It's embarrassing to get eaten on the first day..." Emma smiles. "Well, if it weren't for you it would have happened to me too, so we're in the same boat."<<else>>."<</if>> The two of you keep talking there on the bench all through the cookout, making a lot of jokes at Betty's expense. Emma does seem a bit shaken up at first, but she fades back to her normal self after a while. You eventually go back to get more food, and other then that initial incident it's a pleasant time.<<if $emmaRel < 4>> <<if $emmaRel < 2>><<Emma 2>><<else>><<Emma 1>><</if>><</if>> <<set $emmaRelation1 to 1>>[["Head back to your dorm"->September 1st- Night]] <</append>><<replace "#choices">><</replace>><</link>> <<link "Hang back and listen">><<append "#text">> You aren't sure that you want to get in the middle of this, so you stay where you are. You keep listening to their conversation, but hang back enough that Emma doesn't see you and try not to make it obvious that you're watching them. Emma stays quiet after that last remark. "What, got nothing to say?" the girl sneers. You see Emma clench her fists. "I'm sorry, I couldn't hear you over all that makeup," she says halfheartedly. The other girl laughs. "Oh my god that was terrible! And you really shouldn't be talking down about makeup honey, with that disaster of a face it would really do you some good." Emma stamps her foot forward. "Ugh, that's enough Betty! Just--go away!" she shouts. "Oh what's wrong, can't take a little criticism? You gonna do something about it? You don't look like you could even keep a toddler down!" "Yeah well at least I know how to control my appetite!" Emma says. It's clear that struck a nerve with Betty. "Alright you know what bitch? I already lost a meal today, I think it's time for a replacement!" she shouts, lunging at Emma. You're a little stunned as she tackles her, taking her down to the ground. Emma screams as Betty pins her arms down. "Mmm, I bet you'll look great on me," Betty says, moving her hand to grip one of Emma's breasts. There's a strand of saliva dripping down from her lips. "Stop!" Emma squeals, using her now freed hand to slap Betty in the face. Betty simply grabs that hand and shoves it in her mouth. "No!" While you're watching this unfold, something suddenly knocks you forward. You're able to catch yourself, but your plate drops from your hand onto the ground. "Oh crap!" a girl squeaks from behind you. "I'm, like, so sorry! That's totally my fault, I was in a hurry, but I gotta go! I wasn't even supposed to, like, be out here," she explains before hurrying away. By the time you turn to look all you catch are her blonde pigtails disappearing into the crowd. But the commotion got someone else's attention. "<<print $name[0]>>-$name! Help!" Emma screams from the ground, both of her arms elbow deep in Betty. While she's distracted, Betty starts to lift her up to bring her head in. "HEL--//MMmph!//" <</append>><<replace "#choices">> <<link "Intervene">><<set $stamina -= 5>><<append "#text">> This has clearly gotten out of hand and you can't just sit by while Emma is in danger. You rush toward the two girls as Betty brings Emma in up to her neck. Before she can swallow her any deeper, you grab her shoulders and pull back. "Back off bitch!" you shout. Betty's eyes go wide and she clutches her chest as Emma's head pops back out of hers. "Get away from me!" Emma cries, quickly pulling her arms back out as hard as she can and scurrying away from the girl. "FUCK!" Betty cries amidst a heavy fit of coughing. "Who the hell are you!?" "Emma are you alright!?" you ask, ignoring Betty. "Oh gross gross! My hands were in her stomach..." Emma whimpers, scurrying further away from Betty. "And I've got spit all in my hair. O-Oh but thanks $name, you're a lifesaver..." You look back over at Betty, glaring. "Get lost." She has a murderous glare, but looks between you and Emma and backs up a bit before getting back to her feet. "Whatever!" is all she says before stomping away, flipping you off for good measure. "Boy am I glad you showed up when you did, I wasn't ready for her to really make a move..." Emma says, sitting up. Her voice a little weak. She holds out her arms and studies them with a look of disgust, her hands shaking a little. "Don't mention it, I'm just glad I got here in time," you say. You neglect to mention that you were watching the whole thing unfold. "What was her deal?" "I don't know! She just... I'm... I'm gonna head back to the dorm, I'll see you later tonight," she says with a halfhearted smile.<<if $emmaRel < 4>> <<Emma 1>><</if>> Feeling a bit bad about just letting that happen, you end up spending the rest of the cookout sitting by yourself. As a silver lining, the food is pretty good. <<set $emmaRelation1 to 2>>[["Head back to your dorm"->September 1st- Night]] <</append>><<replace "#choices">><</replace>><</link>> <<link "Pretend you didn't hear and keep watching">><<append "#text">> <<set $emmaDitchedCookout to 1>><<set $karma -= 1>>Either too stunned to move, or morbidly curious about how well your roommate can take care of herself, you stay put despite the dire turn of events, ignoring her plea for help. You fake looking around in confusion at hearing your name, deliberately not looking in the direction of the struggle, then walk to a new position before resuming your observation. Not that Emma could even see you anymore. Betty still has her held tight on the ground, sliding her mouth down her arms and past her shoulders. You can see Emma trying to wriggle against her, but she's helpless to stop her descent into the girl's insides. Her belly starts to swell and grow with the bumpy shape of Emma's body feeding into it. You watch as Betty leans back and slurps up her flailing legs without any extra help, just slowly swallowing them down until nothing remains of your roommate. "//*UUUrrp*// There we go!" Betty laughs, slapping her bloated gut. "Right where you belong.~" She's sitting on the ground with her knees splayed to either side of her belly, one hand supporting her as she leans back, the other resting on her gut. "I'm sure a slut like you is happy, right? Being packed away as meat for someone so much better?" There's a burst of activity in her stomach, but you're too far away to hear whatever Emma had to say. "What was that? You'll have to speak up," Betty says with a grin. She slides her hand down the front of her belly, then pulls back hard, creating a noticeable indent as she squeezes Emma. "//*UUUUURRRUP*// That's more like it!" You watch as Betty slowly, and somewhat clumsily, rises back to her feet. Some movement from Emma nearly makes her lose her balance halfway through, but, after giving her belly a frustrated smack, she manages to recover. She lets out a heavy exhale that turns into a small burp, cradling her belly from below. "Hmm, you know, my mouth feels dirty after letting you touch it, I think I need something to wash it out. You don't mind sharing your room, right?" Betty taunts. She bounces her gut up and down a few times, shaking Emma around. "//*urp*// Didn't think so, bitch," she laughs. She starts to walk away toward the area where they're serving food. [["Follow her"->Cookout: Betty Eats Emma]] [["Head back to your dorm"->September 1st- Night]] <</append>><<replace "#choices">><</replace>><</link>> <</replace>><</link>>

<<set $time to 17.75>><<include "TIME">><<set $cookoutJuniper to true>><<set $metSarah to true>><<set $metAlesha to true>>You decide to go over to sit with Professor Juniper, thinking it might be a good idea to get to know the people that are going to be teaching you.<<if $freshCoupleRel > 0>> Sarah and Alesha both notice you approaching and give you a wave.<</if>> "Hello! Mind if I sit here?" you ask. Juniper gives you a warm smile and gestures toward the open spot across from her. "Go right ahead dear! You were in my tour group, right?" she asks. "Yep! I'm $name," you answer, setting down your plate and taking a seat. "<<if $fullness > 2>>You know, I don't recall that happening," she says, nodding at your belly. Her smile flattens. "You didn't eat your roommate, did you?" "Oh no, that was--" Sarah starts to say, but Alesha shushes her. "This is from, uh, right at the end of the tour," you say a bit sheepishly. "I see. Try to go easy on your peers this early, alright? We have enough problems with Freshman numbers from the upperclassmen. Anyway, you showed up at the perfect time, <<elseif $tourAlice>><<if $eatenByAlice>>Oh wait a moment, I remember you now! How are you holding up after earlier?" she asks. "Oh, uh, I'm doing fine, thanks," you answer, blushing a little. "What happened?" <<if $metSarah>>Sarah<<else>>one of the other girls<</if>> asks. "Ah... Don't worry about it," you answer. "Good to hear!" Juniper says, giving you a sympathetic smile. "Now, you actually came at the perfect time. <<else>>Oh wait a moment, I remember you now! You were one of the girls that got into that argument on the bridge, weren't you?" she asks, a slightly less friendly look on her face. "Er... yeah," you answer, a little embarrassed. "But I was the less obnoxious one!" Luckily, Juniper laughs at that. "Of course dear, I know. Just try to be less disruptive in the future, alright?" "I'll do my best," you say. "Now, you actually came at the perfect time," she says. "<</if>><<else>>You showed up at the perfect time," she says. "<</if>>I was just starting to explain the 'Monday Massacre' to Sarah and Alesha here!" <<if $freshCoupleRel > 0>>"I thought it would be, like, a good idea to know what we're in for, right?" Alesha says to you. "Totally!" Sarah adds. She's staring dreamily at Alesha rather than eating or paying attention to Professor Juniper.<<elseif $tourLocker>>"Hey again, by the way," Alesha says to you. Sarah flashes you a peace sign.<<else>>"Hello by the way!" one of the other girls says. She has dark skin and hair, and she's wearing an orange tank top. "Hey! It's nice to meet you," you reply. "I'm Sarah, and that cutie over there is Alesha!" the short blonde sitting across from her says. She has glasses and is wearing a loose white shirt that's resting asymmetrically, leaving her left shoulder and bra strap exposed. "Aw you're so sweet babe~" Alesha replies.<</if>> "So, as I was saying, tomorrow all of the returning students will move in for the year, a day that's become infamously known as the "Monday Massacre". As you can imagine, having a horde of much less experienced girls arrive on campus is a dream come true for most of the students here," she explains. "Unfortunately, particularly for you guys, that usually leads to us losing a lot of students on that first day of classes. We do our best to fend them off--making them busy with moving into their rooms at the same time that they need to attend their classes--but it mostly falls to you to keep your wits about you and stay safe." "Why not, like, punish people that get caught if you don't want them snacking on us?" Sarah asks. "We tried that for a few years, but any disciplinary actions we came up with were either not enough to deter them... or severe enough that we ended up just losing a dozen or so upperclassmen instead. A lot of the teachers did enjoy that year..." Juniper explains. "But at any rate, I really recommend that you girls memorize where all of your classes are tonight, if you're carrying around your schedule tomorrow it'll be a dead giveaway that you're an easy target." "Will do, thanks for the heads up," you say. "Well, I wouldn't want anything to happen to you," she says with a smile. "It's always so sad to see so many promising students get cut off early." \ \ <<link "Ask about classes">><<append "#text">>\ "So, what are the classes actually like here?" you ask her. You've been having trouble picturing how exactly they'll go about teaching this sort of thing. "Ha, well most of them //are// a bit unorthodox," she laughs. "You'll most likely have me for Introduction to Vore so I'll explain how things work there, fair?" You all nod. "So, in Intro we'll cover all of the basics without going in depth with anything--how to select prey you can handle, when the right time to strike is, how to get that prey down and keep it there, how to //avoid// being someone's prey, and simple strategies for getting out of a stomach. There is certainly some lecturing and reading like any other class, but this is of course something that you learn by //doing//," she explains. "You don't mean...?" Alesha asks. "Indeed I do!" she replies with a sly look on her face. "We meet three times a week and normally one of those is "lab time". That means you'll practice your skills with your classmates--either letting yourself get eaten to practice escaping, or testing your skill at getting prey down. Don't worry! Digestion is expressly forbidden during class time, and the teacher will ensure everyone is accounted for before dismissal. We even have ways of inducing vomiting in the event of particularly disobedient students!" "Wow that's-" Alesha starts to say. "Awesome!" Sarah chimes in. "Totally!" Alesha says. You talk with Juniper, and Sarah and Alesha, for the rest of the cookout, learning all sorts of neat information about the school and the classes you'll be taking. She mentions that they frontload the freshmen schedules with classes about surviving encounters to try and protect them from the upperclassmen--pretty much everything but Intro to Vore is focused on escaping predators. You also get to know Sarah and Alesha a bit<<if $tourLocker>> better<</if>>. They seem nice, if a bit ditzy. Eventually it's starting to get quite dark out and you decide it's probably time to turn in for the night. <<Couple 1>> @@color:lime;You seem to have made a good impression on Professor Juniper!@@<<set $juniperFavor += 1>> [[Head back to your dorm->September 1st- Night]] <</append>><<replace "#choices">><</replace>><</link>> <<link "Ask about 'disciplinary actions'">><<append "#text">>\ "You mentioned disciplinary action?" you say. You want to make sure you caught that subtext correctly. Professor Juniper smirks. "Well of course, given the nature of our curriculum it's very important to have strict consequences for breaking the rules." "So earlier you really meant...?" you ask. "Officially speaking, the school is of course not authorized to use any sort of capital punishment. But..." Juniper says slyly, "off the record, there is a reason that all of the staff here are master predators. The vast majority of offenses aren't anything too severe and will just land you a few hours of '//detention//' with one of the professors if anything, but serious steps out of line or repeated offenses can result in the kind of punishment you don't come back from. Most trips to Evelyn's office are one-way for students." "Woah... I kinda want to teach here now," Sarah says. "Ha! Well, most of the teachers //are// alumni dear, you should look into it in your later years!" You talk with Juniper, and Alesha and Sarah, for the rest of the cookout, learning all sorts of neat information about the school and the classes you'll be taking. She mentions that they frontload the freshmen schedules with classes about surviving encounters to try and protect them from the upperclassmen--pretty much everything but Intro to Vore is focused on escaping predators. You also get to know Sarah and Alesha a bit<<if $tourLocker>> better<</if>>. They seem nice, if a bit ditzy. Eventually it's starting to get quite dark out and you decide it's probably time to turn in for the night. <<Couple 1>> @@color:lime;You seem to have made a good impression on Professor Juniper!@@<<set $juniperFavor += 1>> [[Head back to your dorm->September 1st- Night]] <</append>><<replace "#choices">><</replace>><</link>>

<<set $time to 17.75>><<include "TIME">><<set $cookoutGabby to true>>You follow the girl toward the garden, hoping to get <<if $totalPrey > 0>>another<<else>>a proper<</if>> meal in before the end of the day. Another girl passing by seems to take note of the very direct path you're taking, a brunette wearing glasses with a light green streak in her hair. She makes eye contact with you, nods her head in the direction of the other girl, then licks her lips and winks. She moves along without saying anything to you, and you decide to not question it and continue your pursuit. The garden is one of the few places you haven't actually gotten to see yet, and you find that it's quite nice. It's a rather small area filled with bushes and a kaleidoscope of bright flowers, with a small stone path winding through it. The area is walled off from the rest of the courtyard by a row of hedges that you can just barely see over. There are two benches for people to sit and enjoy the view--one in the far corner of the garden under an overgrown archway, and the other, which your quarry is heading for, just a little to the right of the entrance. As the girl takes a seat she finally notices you and seems to freeze. <<if $lunchEmma>>It finally hits you why she looked familiar--it's one of the girls that joined you and Emma at lunch, Gabby.<<else>>You quickly look her over--she's definitely on the chubbier side, but she also has a chest so big you can feel your mouth start to water. <<if $outfit is "uniform">>She's wearing the school's uniform, which you're not sure whether to take as a good or bad sign.<<else>>She's wearing some sort of uniform, with an unbuttoned grey jacket over a white collared shirt and a short blue skirt.<</if>><</if>> You give her a smile as you go to sit next to her.<<if ($lunchEmma is false) or ($emmaInquiry1 > 0)>> She seems to relax a little when she sees that you're carrying food with you, but she's definitely still on guard.<</if>> <<if $lunchEmma>>"Hey there, it's Gabby right?" You say as you take your seat. "Y-Yeah, you were at lunch right? I forgot your name, sorry..." she mumbles at you. "$name," you say with a grin. You put your plate down on your lap and stretch your arms out along the back of the bench.<<if $emmaInquiry1 > 0>> She eyes you warily and sits forward a bit.<</if>> "I feel like Mallory kinda dominated the conversation earlier, but you seemed nice! Let's get to know each other better." <<if $emmaInquiry1 > 0>>"Sure..." she says, scooting away from you ever so slightly.<<else>>"Yeah, sorry, I'm pretty shy most of the time... I mean I even came in here just to avoid the crowd. But, uh, you and Emma both seemed cool so yeah let's chat!" she replies.<</if>> <<if $emmaInquiry1 > 0>>"Hey come on now, I'm not gonna do anything," you tell her, bringing your arms back to your lap to try and gain some of her trust. You take a bite of your burger. "They have food for us y'know, not hungry?" She seems to loosen a bit. "Oh, yeah, I just thought I'd wait until it cleared out a bit, the line looked pretty long." You see an opportunity. "Eh, it moves faster than you'd think, only took like a minute to get mine. You should go get some for yourself, these burgers are great!" "I..." she starts to say something, but trails off and starts to eye your burger hungrily. Then she squints a little and shifts her gaze to you. "Yeah okay then, I'll be right back..." You can hear the skepticism in her tone.<<else>>"Awesome! I'm not always great with crowds either so I get that. Plus this place is pretty cool, good choice of hiding spot." "Heh, thanks. I was kinda surprised the tour didn't stop here, I've been wanting to get a look at it since this morning. I love gardens and stuff like this," she says, not seeming wary of you at all. You subtly nudge yourself a little closer to her on the bench. "Yeah? They definitely look nice but I don't know the first thing about plants. You know what any of these are called?" you ask, gesturing to the flowers directly in front of the bench. "Yep! This is lavender and some begonias, and the little white flowers they've got scattered around are baby's breath. Oh, and over here they've got some kind of amaryllis..." she turns away from you, pointing toward some orange flowers to the right of the bench.<</if>><<else>>"Hey there, I'm $name!" You say as you take your seat. "Uh, Gabby. Er, //I am// Gabby, sorry. Nice to meet you..." she replies, fidgeting a bit. "Hey, don't worry, I just came to check out the garden, didn't even know anyone else was here," you reassure her, getting the feeling that she definitely knows what you're up to. You take a bite of your burger. "They have food for us y'know, not hungry?" She seems to loosen a bit. "Oh, yeah, I just thought I'd wait until it cleared out a bit, the line looked pretty long." You see an opportunity. "Eh, it moves faster than you'd think, only took like a minute to get mine. You should go get some for yourself, these burgers are great!" "I..." she starts to say something, but trails off and starts to eye your burger hungrily. Then she squints a little and shifts her gaze to you. "Yeah okay then, I'll be right back..." You can hear the skepticism in her tone.<</if>> <<if $lunchEmma and ($emmaInquiry1 is 0)>><<link "Time to strike">><<set $pacifist to false>><<goto [[Cookout: Eat Gabby]]>><</link>><<else>><<link "Time to strike">> <<set $pacifist to false>> <<set _checkType to "oral">> <<set _baseline to 10>> <<set _modifier to 1>> <<include "voreCheck">> <<if _swallow>> <<goto "Cookout: Eat Gabby">> <<else>> <<set $stamina -= 10>> <<goto "Cookout: Emma Alt 1">> <</if>> <</link>><</if>><<if $lunchEmma>> [[Leave her alone->Cookout: Emma Alt 2]]<</if>>

<<set $time to 18>><<include "TIME">><<set $ateGabby to true>><<set $preyName to "Gabby">><<set $preyHealthMax to 24>><<set $preyResilience to 1>><<set $preyFrustration to 0>><<set $preyExhaustion to 0>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to false>><<set $sceneActionsLink to "Gabby_Struggle">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "Gabby(TEXT)">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Cookout: Gabby Failure">><<set $preySize to 5>><<set $fullness += $preySize>>\ <<if ($lunchEmma is false)>>As she gets up from the bench and starts to walk toward the exit you make your move. The moment she passes in front of where you're sitting, you stick your leg out and sweep it under hers, knocking her to the ground with a shriek. You jump to your feet and move to pin her, but she was surprisingly quick in pushing herself back up onto her knees. Undeterred, you grab her arms from behind and try to quickly shove her head into your mouth. She tries to pull herself free, but you grip her tight and wrap your lips around the top of her head. "NO PLEASE NOT AGAIN!" Gabby screams, furiously trying to break away from you. It's no use as you start to push down over her, cutting off her screams as your mouth slides over hers. It's immediately clear what she meant by "not again" as you get a taste of her hair--it's disgusting, a flavor like stale vomit. You quickly gulp her in deeper, pushing her head into your throat and bringing your lips to the base of her neck. The flavor of her skin definitely isn't much better, but you have to pause for a moment to consider how you're going to progress from here. <<if $lunchEmma>>You hadn't paid it much mind before, but her<<else>>Her<</if>> breasts are gigantic and might be challenging to get in without assistance, plus... You grip her hands hard and carefully bring them up to your mouth, fighting against her attempts to pull them free. Prying the sides of your mouth open more using her hands, you slowly feed her arms in to join her head. The sensation of her screaming and shifting at the top of your throat is starting to get pretty uncomfortable after holding it this long, but you have your target. With another gulp you pull her in deeper and you plant both of your now freed hands firmly on her bust. You can feel her try to pull back, but with you right behind her it's pretty ineffective. With another gulp you push down even lower over her, kneading her breasts down and feeding them into your mouth a little bit at a time. You can't help yourself and spend far more time than was necessary squeezing them in, but eventually the last of the mighty mounds pops inside. You swallow hard, shivering a bit from the pressure as they slide into the even tighter embrace of your esophagus. With the fun part over, you pick up the pace and pull her in up to her belly button with just a few more swallows. Her outfit is strangely the best tasting part of the experience, having an odd fruity flavor to it. Sitting in a pretty awkward position at this point, you carefully get back up on your feet, using your arms to lift her legs up along with you. You sit back down on the bench and lift her up over your head, using one hand to guide her frantically kicking legs into you as you quickly gulp them down with the assistance of gravity. Your other hand rests on your belly, feeling it expand as her bulging body is slowly fed into your stomach. Before long your lips close around her feet, sealing her inside. @@color:yellowgreen;You overpowered your prey.@@<<else>>You seize the moment, snapping one arm forward to wrap around her and pin her arms at her side, using the other to pull her head backward into your waiting mouth. "WAIT NO NOT AGAIN!" is all she can scream before the rest of her head is engulfed. You gag a little at the flavor of her hair--it tastes like stale vomit. Not hard to guess what she meant by "not again". You quickly gulp her in deeper, pushing her head into your throat and bringing your lips to the base of her neck. The flavor of her skin definitely isn't much better, but you have to pause for a moment to consider how you're going to progress from here. You hadn't paid it much mind before, but her breasts are //massive//. They might prove to be challenging to get in without assistance, plus... You grip her hands hard and carefully bring them up to your mouth, fighting against her attempts to pull them free. Prying the sides of your mouth open more using her hands, you slowly feed her arms in to join her head. The sensation of her screaming and shifting at the top of your throat is starting to get pretty uncomfortable after holding it this long, but you have your target. With another gulp you pull her in deeper and you plant both of your now freed hands firmly on her bust. You can feel her try to pull back, but with you right behind her it's pretty ineffective. With another gulp you push down even lower over her, kneading her breasts down and feeding them into your mouth a little bit at a time. You can't help yourself and spend far more time than was necessary squeezing them in, but eventually the last of the mighty mounds pops inside. You swallow hard, shivering a bit from the pressure as they slide into the even tighter embrace of your esophagus. With the fun part over, you pick up the pace and pull her in up to her belly button with just a few more swallows. Her outfit is strangely the best tasting part of the experience, having an odd fruity flavor to it. Sitting in a pretty awkward position at this point, you lift her flailing legs up over your head. Using one hand to guide the rest of her into you, you quickly gulp her down with the assistance of gravity. Your other hand rests on your belly, feeling it expand as her bulging body is slowly fed into your stomach. Before long your lips close around her feet, sealing her inside.<</if>> "//*UUURRUP*// Ah... <<if $lunchEmma>>I've been<<else>>You really<</if>>--//*uURp*// excuse me!--<<if $lunchEmma>>wanting to do that since lunch, you were worth the wait<<else>>hit the spot<</if>> //*urp*//!" you say between belches, rubbing your hands along the squirming form of her body beneath your skin. "God you made me really gassy..."<<set $sceneAttack to 0>><<set $sceneDefense to 0>><<done>><<include $sceneActionsLink>><<replace "#actionReminder">><<PredActionReminder>><</replace>><</done>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "predOptions">></div>

<<set $time to 18.5>><<include "TIME">><<set $ateGabby to false>>You jolt forward from a sudden sharp pain in your gut. Whatever Gabby is doing in there, your stomach is starting to really not appreciate it. Grimacing, you massage your belly to try and soothe it. <<if $mandyEscaped is "vomit">>You refuse to lose another meal today, Mandy had to have been a fluke!<<elseif $preyHealth is 1>>You refuse to lose this meal after keeping her down for so long.<</if>> <<if $turn > 3>>"Are you //*urp*// done in //*ourp*// there yet? It's getting kind of //*URRP*// sad that you're still trying," you say to try and seem like you still have the upper hand, though the constant burping from all the gas she's kicking up isn't doing you any favors.<<else>>"Alright geez, I'm sorry I played with your tits, just calm down in there!" you say, slapping the side of your belly. "I've never had such sensitive prey before..."<</if>> "NO! Let me go, I just want to go back to my dorm!" Gabby shouts. Reinvigorated by you essentially admitting she's making you squirm, she musters the strength to push her arms out to either side hard enough to make two very noticeable bulges. You double over on the bench reflexively from the pain, hugging your gut tight. She's still shifting beneath your grip. "Stop!" you command through gritted teeth. In an attempt to keep her still you clench your stomach muscles tight, but this backfires spectacularly. The moment the walls crush in on her, you feel either an arm or a leg work its way back into your esophagus, while something else painfully shifts somewhere deeper than you've felt before. You hear Gabby let out a muffled scream at the same time that you collapse off the bench onto your hands and knees. A guttural "fuck" is all you manage to get out before you're overtaken by a flurry of coughing and gagging. You've had enough after that and don't even bother trying to bring her back down, even pushing down on your stomach with one hand to try and help your body along. It doesn't take long until Gabby is ejected feet first onto the cobblestones, leaving you sputtering on the ground in the fetal position. "Oh my--EWW!" Gabby squeals, backpedalling away from you and shakily starting to get to her feet. "What was... Did my head really go... Eugh!" "What the hell was that?" you say weakly between coughs, your eyes watering. <<if $turn > 3>>She doesn't seem to have noticed yet, but after so much exposure to your stomach acids pretty much her entire outfit beyond her underwear is gone, and even then her bra looks like it's barely keeping it together. "It was disgusting is what it was! I can't believe-" she starts to rant, but after stamping one of her feet forward her chest bounces just enough for her left bra strap to finally give out. She squeals in surprise and immediately covers herself with her arms, running away without finishing whatever words she had for you.<<else>> "It was disgusting is what it was! I can't believe that actually... I-I need a shower," she says, backing away. She hurries out of the garden to safety, leaving you alone with your shame.<</if>> You stay on the ground clutching your stomach for a while, eventually crawling back over onto the bench. Whatever happened in there, your body isn't happy about it and there's a dull, throbbing pain in your gut that sticks around much longer than it usually takes to recover from this sort of thing. You look over at your plate of food, but you're not in the mood to eat anything at this point and decide you might as well call it a day. <<include "playerPredFail">>[[Head back to your dorm->September 1st- Night]]

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<<if $samMax < $samRel>><<set $samMax to $samRel>><</if>> <<if $samMin > $samRel>><<set $samMin to $samRel>><</if>> <<if $emmaMax < $emmaRel>><<set $emmaMax to $emmaRel>><</if>> <<if $emmaMin > $emmaRel>><<set $emmaMin to $emmaRel>><</if>> <<if $leahMax < $leahRel>><<set $leahMax to $leahRel>><</if>> <<if $leahMin > $leahRel>><<set $leahMin to $leahRel>><</if>> <<if $aliceMax < $aliceRel>><<set $aliceMax to $aliceRel>><</if>> <<if $aliceMin > $aliceRel>><<set $aliceMin to $aliceRel>><</if>> <<if $freshCoupleMax < $freshCoupleRel>><<set $freshCoupleMax to $freshCoupleRel>><</if>> <<if $freshCoupleMin > $freshCoupleRel>><<set $freshCoupleMin to $freshCoupleRel>><</if>> <<if $minaMax < $minaRel>><<set $minaMax to $minaRel>><</if>> <<if $minaMin > $minaRel>><<set $minaMin to $minaRel>><</if>> <<if $malloryMax < $malloryRel>><<set $malloryMax to $malloryRel>><</if>> <<if $malloryMin > $malloryRel>><<set $malloryMin to $malloryRel>><</if>> <<if $kaylaMax < $kaylaRel>><<set $kaylaMax to $kaylaRel>><</if>> <<if $kaylaMin > $kaylaRel>><<set $kaylaMin to $kaylaRel>><</if>> <<if $cherryMax < $cherryRel>><<set $cherryMax to $cherryRel>><</if>> <<if $cherryMin > $cherryRel>><<set $cherryMin to $cherryRel>><</if>> <<if $beliMax < $beliRel>><<set $beliMax to $beliRel>><</if>> <<if $beliMin > $beliRel>><<set $beliMin to $beliRel>><</if>> <<if $leilaMax < $leilaRel>><<set $leilaMax to $leilaRel>><</if>> <<if $leilaMin > $leilaRel>><<set $leilaMin to $leilaRel>><</if>> <<if $nadiaMax < $nadiaRel>><<set $nadiaMax to $nadiaRel>><</if>> <<if $nadiaMin > $nadiaRel>><<set $nadiaMin to $nadiaRel>><</if>> <<if $sunnyMax < $sunnyRel>><<set $sunnyMax to $sunnyRel>><</if>> <<if $sunnyMin > $sunnyRel>><<set $sunnyMin to $sunnyRel>><</if>> <<if $charlotteMax < $charlotteRel>><<set $charlotteMax to $charlotteRel>><</if>> <<if $charlotteMin > $charlotteRel>><<set $charlotteMin to $charlotteRel>><</if>>

"Absolutely!" you reply. "You'd have to be one hell of a bitch to not at least let people move in first."<<if !$ateMandy and ($mandyEscaped isnot "ignored")>> <<if ($mandyEscaped is "vomit") or ($mandyEscaped is "failed")>>"Are you ser... But y-you..." Mandy whimpers. You wink at her.<<else>>"Wait but..." Mandy starts to mumble. You give her a subtle apologetic look to try and avoid raising suspicion.<</if>><</if>> "Thank you!" she says, throwing her arms up. "Alright looks like that's <<if ($tourSam is false) and ($ateMandy is false) and ($mandyEscaped isnot "ignored")>>four<<else>>three<</if>> votes for 'you're a bitch', Alice. Pretty sure that means you're a bitch." Alice's face is almost as red as her top and her fists are clenched tight. "You know what $name? Come here!" she growls, grabbing your shirt and jerking you forward so you're face to face with her. "One day is all I need to be fucking //done// with you." You start to try and push her away, but she catches you totally off guard with a headbutt. You're stunned for a moment and instinctively grab your forehead, giving Alice the perfect opportunity to pull both your head and hands into her mouth. However, you quickly recover and, thinking on your feet, use your legs to drop yourself to the ground. With her grip on your arms, Alice gets pulled down on top of you and hits her head on the pavement. She reels back into a sitting position, freeing you from her mouth. @@color:yellowgreen;You managed to escape.@@ "You //bitch//!" she growls. "That-" She's cut off by Kayla very forcefully pushing her off of you. "You've got to be fucking kidding me Alice!" she says, outraged. "You're really gonna try that shit in the middle of a group that was //just// talking about how shitty it would be to do that?" "Girl's just got a grudge from the looks of it. You see that headbutt? Maybe she had it coming," the <<if !$ateMandy and ($mandyEscaped isnot "ignored")>>tall<<else>>other<</if>> girl says. "Hannah please!" Kayla says as she offers you a hand getting back to your feet. "Just saying," the girl shrugs. "Whatever! I'm done with all of you!" Alice shouts, stomping away from the group like a child having a tantrum. <<Alice -1>> "You okay $name?" Kayla asks, helping you up off of the ground. "Yeah I'm fine. Ugh, I have her saliva in my hair though..." you reply, rubbing your hands on your <<if $outfit is "uniform">>skirt<<else>>shorts<</if>> to dry them.<<if !$ateMandy and ($mandyEscaped isnot "ignored")>> You notice that Mandy seems amused by the turn of events and has a big grin on her face. When she sees you looking she drops the smile and starts to look nervous again. "Uh, this has been fun and all but I'm gonna... go," she says, starting to walk back toward the fountain at the center of the courtyard. "Be sure to stay out of trouble!" you call out to her with a knowing smirk and a hand on your belly.<</if>> "<<if !$ateMandy and ($mandyEscaped isnot "ignored")>>Yeah, I'm outta here too<<else>>Well, I'm outta here<</if>>" Hannah says. "Thanks for not trying to eat me I guess...Kayla?" she adds with some uncertainty. She's already walking away without waiting to see if she got the name right. "Man <<if !$ateMandy and ($mandyEscaped isnot "ignored")>>those two are both<<else>>she was<</if>> weird..." Kayla says. "<<if $lunchEmma>><<if $kaylaRel > 0>>Thanks for backing me up, $name. She really needed to be put in her place. And sorry it almost got you eaten..."<<else>>And you're... hypocritical? What, you have a change of heart? I know you ate someone earlier," she continues, giving you a sour look. "I just... yeah actually," you say. "I hadn't thought about it earlier but after what you said I started to feel bad about what I did..." "Not like you can take that back, but I //can// respect someone who calls themselves out for being a 'hell of a bitch'," she says with a smirk. "Plus, you did almost get eaten just to back me up on this, so I guess I'll let it slide. Thanks for backing me up."<</if>><<else>>But you seem cool...<<if $fullness > 2>>" You notice her looking down at your belly, then squinting at you, but she doesn't comment. "It<<else>> it<</if>> //is// $name right?" "Yeah. Thanks for pushing her off of me, I don't know if I could have fought her off alone," you tell her. "Don't mention it, thanks for backing me up."<</if>> "Anytime," you say with a smile. "I've been hoping for another chance to fuck with her since we met on the tour. Honestly it's probably better that she tried to eat me, it's gonna piss her off so much that she couldn't even get me down!" "Haha, be careful there, you're clearly playing with fire even just talking with that bitch," Kayla says. <<if $lunchEmma>>"Oh by the way, how did move-in go for you and Emma? You liking the room?" "Yeah it's great! We're both still jazzed about getting our own shower," you reply. "Please never say jazzed to me again, but I know right! Living in luxury out here." "Uh, noted," you say. "How's your roommate? It wasn't one of those girls was it?" "God no, it's this spunky brunette named Claire. Speaking of, I actually need to go catch up with her, she went back to our dorm already. But it was nice chatting again, I'm sure I'll see ya in class some time!" Kayla says, giving a quick wave before walking off toward Karbo.<<else>>"Well, I'd love to stick around and chat but I've gotta go catch up with my roommate, she wanted to watch a movie instead of hanging outside. Let's meet up some time though!" she adds, giving a quick wave before walking off toward Karbo.<</if>> <<Kayla 1>> With Kayla gone you're left standing alone, so you head back to the fountain in hopes of meeting up with Emma. Unfortunately, you can't seem to find her or whatever girl she was talking to. <<if $lunchEmma>>You quickly scan the crowd for Mallory or Gabby, but can't seem to find them either.<<elseif $samRel > 1>> You quickly scan the crowd in hopes of maybe finding Sam, but she doesn't seem to be out here.<</if>><<if $tourLocker and ($freshCoupleRel >= 0)>> In the end you go back over to sit with Sarah, Alesha, and Professor Juniper while you eat your food, but join the conversation too late to really get much out of it.<<else>> You end up sitting alone at one of the benches to eat, and rather than hang around being lonely you decide to turn in early.<</if>> [[Head back to your dorm->September 1st- Night]]

<<set $time to 9.5>><<include "TIME">> <<if $walkEmma>>\ Not sure where else to go before your class, you decide to go back to your dorm. You turn away from the door and head back down the stairwell. After lingering out of sight at the bottom of the stairs for a bit, waiting for the two girls you saw earlier to move on, you start to walk down the hall. After a few steps however, you realize that there actually isn't a ton of time before your first class, so you may as well head over now and get there a bit early. <<if $folder>>After double checking that there's no one else around, you pull your schedule out of your bag to double check the classroom--Room 115. You're actually basically there already, it's pretty much just around the corner. <<if $outfit is "uniform">>[[Go to Class->Class Detour- Matilda Strikes]] \<<else>> /* outfit is normal */[[Go to Class->September 2nd- Intro to Vore I]]<</if>>\ <<else>> /* $folder is false */ \ You just need to remember which room it was in...<</if>>\ <<else>>/* $walkEmma is false */ \ You laze around in your dorm for twenty minutes or so, initially planning on watching an episode of something but using all of your time deliberating on what show you should go for. Checking the clock in the midst of your indecision, you decide it's probably time to head to class. <<if $folder>>You check your schedule in the privacy of your dorm before stepping out the door to head to class--it's in Room 115. <<if $outfit is "uniform">>[[Go to Class->Class Detour- Matilda Strikes]] \<<else>> /* outfit is normal */[[Go to Class->September 2nd- Intro to Vore I]]<</if>> /* ends uniform selection */\ <<else>> /* if folder is false */ \ You step back out into the hall and lock the door behind you, only making it one step away before realizing you should have double checked which classroom it was before leaving. Refusing to look like a fool by immediately unlocking your door again, you convince yourself you definitely remember which room it was in... <</if>> /* ends folder variation */<</if>> /* ends $walkEmma false section */ <<if !$folder>> <<link "Go to Room 219">><<if $outfit is "uniform">><<goto "Class Detour- Matilda Strikes">><<else>><<replace "#choice">><<set $class1WrongDoor to true>> Positive that you remember the room number 219 from when you looked over the schedule, you head <<if $walkEmma>>back up the stairwell. The room is on the other side of Karbo, just around the corner from the upstairs dorms. Luckily the few other students you see on the way there don't seem to pay you much mind.<<else>>up the stairwell at the end of the dorm hall. The room is just around the corner on the second floor, one of the first ones that isn't a dorm.<</if>> However, when you get there you find that a class is already underway. Although it does look like a freshman class<<if $metSarah or $metSam>>--in fact, you're actually pretty sure you spot <<if $metSarah and $metSam>>Sam and Sarah<<elseif $metSarah>>Sarah<<else>>Sam<</if>> from yesterday sitting at the far side of the room through the window--<<else>>, <</if>>you're definitely not late so this can't be the right place. [[Try Room 115->September 2nd- Intro to Vore I]] [[Try Room 135->Class Detour- Matilda Strikes]] <</replace>><</if>><</link>> <<if $outfit is "uniform">>\ [[Go to Room 115->Class Detour- Matilda Strikes]] [[Go to Room 135->Class Detour- Matilda Strikes]] <<else>>\ [[Go to Room 115->September 2nd- Intro to Vore I]] [[Go to Room 135->Class Detour- Wrong Door]] <</if>>\ <</if>>

<<set $escaped to "sam">><<if $samRel < 0>>"Awesome! I wish I brought my suit with me," you say enthusiastically, happy that she was so quick to be friendly with you. The dark haired girl, who you assume is Sam, had been looking at you from behind Anita, but she rolls her eyes at your response and leans back to a normal sitting position. "I know, me too! I didn't think the pool would be open this early. I guess we probably don't have that much time before we need to check in, but still," Anita says. "Hey, why don't we all get to know each other a bit better! What's your favorite color?"<<else>>"Good to know," you say, a little taken aback by how much information she's ready to give someone she just met, but interested to see how much you can get out of her. "Yeah right? I'm liking this little group we've got going, we can all help each other out! Let's get to know each other a bit better. What's your favorite color?" Anita chirps.<</if>> "Definitely purple for me," Sam says, taking her legs out of the pool and getting back to her feet. "I gotta check my phone real quick, left it in my shoe."<<set $samInfo9 to 1>> "Oh that's a good one! It's hard to choose just one, but I'd probably go with green. What about you $name?" Anita says. You're about to answer when out of the corner of your eye you notice a pair of sneakers laying right next to where Sam was sitting. If her shoes are right there then why..? You connect the dots too late as you're suddenly grabbed from behind and the wet warmth of Sam's mouth starts to envelop your head. Thinking fast, you jerk forward and pivot your body to the left, causing Sam to lose her grip in surprise and fall forward into the pool. Anita screams and jumps back from the edge of the pool as she gets sprayed with water. You quickly rise to your feet, grab your shoes, and move a safe distance away. @@color:yellowgreen;You managed to escape.@@ "Oh come on!" Sam sputters, coughing up a bit of water as she resurfaces. "You probably just ruined my phone!" "I thought it was with your shoes?" you say mockingly as you put your sneakers back on. "Why the hell would it be in my shoes if I still had my--UGH FUCK OFF!" she grumbles, initially forgetting what line she'd tried to trick you with. She looks furious as she swims back to the wall, her clothes completely drenched. "Omigod Sam do you need help!" Anita asks, rushing back towards the pool. "Yeah gimme your hand," Sam says. Anita immediately leans down and extends her arm, only to find herself yanked forward, falling headfirst into Sam's waiting mouth in a rather impressive maneuver. With nothing to brace herself against, the girl starts to rapidly sink into Sam's maw, her arms and legs flailing around wildly. Rather than intervene, you decide to take the opportunity to make your exit. <<if $samRel is -1>><<set $samRel to 0>><<Sam -3>><<else>><<Sam -2>><</if>>/* Better communicates the different relationship loss depending on how you got here while preserving the way I did alt text here */<<set $samPrey.push({name: "Anita", status: "fodder", details: "after failing to eat you"})>> [[Get the hell out of here->September 1st- Arrival]]

<<set $escaped to "custodian">><<if $caughtLocation is "upstairs">>Before you can go anywhere, someone puts their hand on your shoulder from behind. You jump forward in surprise and whip around to see who the offender is. Standing just in front of you at the top of the stairs is a tall, muscular woman with short red hair wearing a purple one piece uniform that goes down to her knees. She looks rather annoyed. "Mind explainin' what yer doin' up here lass? Building's not open to students until the tour later," she says in a gruff voice. You panic. Why //are// you even in here? Breaking the rules before you've even checked in just to follow two girls you don't know? What were you thinking? Too taken off guard to come up with an excuse, you try to make a break for the other staircase. You barely make it anywhere before the woman grabs one of your arms and stops you in your tracks. "Oy ya brat! Answer me when I ask ye a question! Are you even a student here?" she growls, pulling you in closer. A loud groan from her stomach sends a chill down your spine. "Nevermind, I don't care."<<elseif $caughtLocation is "bathroom">>"I've had enough'a your excuses ye brat! I'll not let ya keep lyin' to my face," the woman growls at you, pulling you closer and grabbing your shoulders.<<elseif $caughtLocation is "return">>"Fine, whatever," you tell Sam in a grumpy tone, somewhat offended. You weakly get back to your feet, still not back at 100% after the ordeal of Anita's escape. Sam has already stopped paying attention to you, focused entirely on massaging her Anita-filled belly. You walk back to the door that led into the room in disappointment--this was really a big waste of time. The door clicks shut behind you as you wander back into the hall, heading for the exit so you can go to check-in like you were supposed to. However, as you turn the corner you freeze. "Oy! What're ya doin' in here?" Walking towards you from the supply closet is a tall, muscular woman with short red hair wearing a purple one-piece uniform that goes down to her knees. And she looks pissed. You think about making a break for it, but you barely have any energy left. "No one's supposta' be here until the tour later. Ye 'ave permission to be here?" she growls at you, now standing right in your face. She seems to be in a terrible mood. "I'm just... there was..." you stutter weakly, not sure what the best approach is here. The woman raises an eyebrow, noticing your pale face and the fact that you're still clutching your stomach with one hand. She grabs the front of your shirt and pulls you in close. "Well? Out with it! Are ya sick or somethin'?" she shouts. "There's a-another-" you start. A loud groan erupts from her stomach, cutting you off and sending a chill down your spine. "Nevermind, I don't care."<<else>>You start to head down the hall to check out the pool, but you stop in your tracks as a gruff voice calls out from behind you. "Oy! What're ya doin' in here?" You whip around to see who you're dealing with. Walking towards you from the now-open bathroom is a tall, muscular woman with short red hair wearing a blue one piece uniform that goes down to her knees. A cart of cleaning supplies sits next to the open bathroom door--she must be a custodian. "No one's supposta be here until the tour later. Ye 'ave permission to be here?" she growls at you, now standing right in your face. She seems to be in a terrible mood. "I-I'm just a bit lost ma'am, I saw these two girls come this way and thought-" you whimper, trying to back away towards the door. The woman grabs the front of your shirt and pulls you closer. "I don't want ta hear your excuses lass, there's only three buildings on the damn campus! Ya know yer not allowed in here, and I ain't feelin' much for forgiveness right now." Her stomach lets out a loud groan.<</if>> Without even giving you time to respond she grips you with both arms and opens her mouth wide, but miraculously you're able to wiggle free just moments before she reaches your head. Using her surprise to your advantage, you lunge forward and knock her to the ground. This is your opportunity--time to get the hell out of here. @@color:yellowgreen;You managed to escape.@@ [[Run away!->September 1st- Arrival]]

<<if $class1WrongDoor or $eatenByBetty or $wrongClassroomStars is "yes">>\<<set $time to 10>><<include "TIME">><<if $class1WrongDoor>>This time you're really sure: it was Room 115, no doubt. You head back downstairs and around the corner, it should be straight ahead on the right from the hall of dorms. As you approach you see Professor Juniper from yesterday standing outside the door, a good sign this is the right place, but next to her is a black haired girl in a beanie with a large, squirming belly. \<<else>> /* if $class1WrongDoor is false */ \ Not wanting to be late, you rush down the hall toward the<<if $wrongClassroomStars is "yes">> proper<</if>> classroom. There are two people standing outside the door. As you get closer you identify one of them as Professor Juniper, but the other is a dark haired girl you don't recognize wearing a beanie. What you notice about her first is the large, squirming belly she's sporting.<</if>> /* ends $class1WrongDoor variations */ "But I didn't even break any rules!" the girl pouts, crossing her arms. She has fairly dark skin and a few assorted piercings. Whoever she ate is still very lively. "//Leilani//." Juniper says in a stern tone. The girl rolls her eyes. "I didn't ask. Either let her go or I'll have to force her out, and I'm sure you remember how unpleasant that is." Leilani--or at least, you assume that's her name--gives an extremely frustrated sigh. "Fine, whatever..." she grumbles. She pauses with a look of concentration on her face, then pushes down on her belly with her arms. A moment later, the girl inside is ejected out onto the hallway floor. Leilani's eyes are watering a bit and she's clutching her stomach with one hand, but she just looks angry, not in pain. "Figures this would happen to me..." she says, wiping her mouth with her hand before storming off down the hall. "Ah, perfect timing<<if $juniperFavor is 1>> $name<</if>>," Juniper says, noticing you standing there. "Stay with her a moment while I go get something, please," she tells you, hurrying into the room. The vomit covered girl gets back on her feet and the two of you stand there waiting for her to come back. It's not anyone you recognize. "Hey," you say to break the silence. "Hey..." she mumbles. Luckily, Juniper returns a moment later. "Here you go dear, there's a bathroom just around the corner, why don't you get cleaned up before coming in," Juniper says, handing the girl <<if $knowUniform>>one of the school uniforms<<else>>a plastic bag with clothes in it<</if>>. "You should change out of that as soon as you can after class, but for now it's something clean to wear instead of sitting around like this." "Thank you..." the girl says quietly, walking off to get changed. "Alright then<<if $juniperFavor is 1>> $name<</if>>, class is about to start so come on in," Juniper says to you. <<if $metLeah>>As you walk into the room you notice that Leah from yesterday is sitting right by the door. <<if $leahRel is 2>>She's looking your way and gives you a small wave, a slight smile on her face. You wave back with a big grin, but unfortunately all the seats by her are taken.<<elseif $leahRel is 1>>She's looking your way, but quickly shifts her gaze to her desk when you make eye contact.<<else>>She's slouched over with her head in her arms on the desk.<</if>><</if>> \<<elseif $wrongClassroomStars is "tested">>\ <<set $introLate += 1>><<set $time to 10.5>><<include "TIME">>You rush out of the bathroom and down the hall, knowing you're definitely running late after all that. Luckily, it isn't too far away and not long after turning the corner you come to the door of room 115. You peek through the window on the door. It's definitely all freshman this time, and you can see Professor Juniper giving a presentation at the front of the room. Hopefully you haven't missed too much. You gently open the door and sneak in, trying not to draw attention to yourself. A few people still turn their heads to look<<if $metLeah>>, including Leah from the locker room yesterday, who's sitting right next to the door. <<if $leahRel is 0>>She doesn't seem to recognize you and turns back to the front of the room.<<else>>She gives you a small smile when she sees it's you, but quickly turns back to the front of the room.<</if>><<else>> as you enter the room. You don't particularly recognize any of them.<</if>> Juniper looks your way and gives a slight nod when she makes eye contact with you, not missing a beat of the presentation she's giving. You hurry to the nearest open seat<<if $metCassidy>>. As you turn to put your bag down, you notice that one of the girls with Alice earlier is sitting next to you--Cassidy, you think her name was. Probably the best of the bunch to end up with, from the impression you got.<<else>> and get settled.<</if>> While still talking, Juniper walks over to your desk and hands you the class syllabus, then returns to the front of the room. You grab a notebook and pencil from your bag and look up at the board. The title of the slide she's using is "Prey Selection and Knowing Your Limits". \<<else>>\<<set $time to 9.75>><<include "TIME">> <<if $folder>>You head straight to the classroom, not running into any issues on the way.<<else>><<if $walkEmma>>You're pretty sure that you remember this class being in Room 115, which isn't all that far from where you are. You continue down the hall and around the corner, finding the room in no time.<<else>>You're pretty confident that this class was in Room 115. Fairly certain that that's the same classroom from the tour you head straight down the hall, and sure enough there it is, the last door on the right.<</if>><</if>> The door is propped open invitingly, and you look inside to make sure this is the right place. <<if $metLeah or $metKayla or $metAlesha or $metCassidy>>You spot a few familiar faces in the room<<else>>Most of the girls already seated look vaguely familiar to you<</if>>, and Professor Juniper from the tour is sitting at the desk at the front of the room. You feel like it's safe to assume that this is where you're supposed to be.<</if>> <<if $wrongClassroomStars isnot "tested">>You head for the first open seat that you see<<if $metAlesha>><<if $freshCoupleRel < 0>>, but slow down and change course when you realize that sitting right next to it is Alesha from the locker room. You'd rather not deal with that right now, so you take the next nearest open seat<<if !$metCassidy>>, next to a blonde girl with pink highlights that's completely engrossed in something on her phone.<<else>>. Shortly after sitting down you realize this seat isn't really much better, because you recognize the girl next to you as one of Alice's cronies <<if $eatenByBetty>>that you just escaped from<<else>>from earlier<</if>>, Cassidy. She looks over when you sit down and smiles at you, then goes back to doing something on her phone. Does she... not remember you? You decide not to worry about it.<</if>><<else>>. The girl sitting to the left of it looked familiar to you, and as you get closer you place her face: it's Alesha from yesterday. <<if $freshCoupleRel is 0>>She looks over when you sit down, but doesn't seem to recognize you.<<else>>You say hello as you take your seat<<if $freshCoupleRel is 1>>, but she just nods at you with a nervous smile in response. You shrug it off--maybe she's just quiet when she isn't with Sarah.<<else>>. "Oh, hey $name!" she says. She's fidgeting with a pencil in her hands, despite not having anything to write on, and looks pretty distracted. "Good to see you again." "Likewise," you say. "Are you alright? You look worried." "I //am// worried! About Sarah!" she replies, dropping her pencil. "We had to split up, while all the upperclassmen are on the prowl... We've been texting each other, like, every five minutes to make sure we're both okay, but I can't stand it!" You smile, finding it pretty cute that she's this stressed about Sarah and not herself. "Don't worry, <<if $class1WrongDoor>>I actually went to the wrong room at first and saw her in class, she's fine!<<else>>I'm sure she's doing fine! You both seem pretty capable,<</if>>" you reassure her. "<<if $class1WrongDoor>>Really? That's great! Thanks for telling me<<else>>Thanks $name, you're sweet<</if>>," she says with a smile. She immediately takes out her phone and, presumably, starts to text Sarah something.<</if>><</if>><</if>> <<else>> and sit down, setting your backpack on the ground next to you. <</if>><<if $class1WrongDoor or $eatenByBetty or $wrongClassroomStars is "yes">><<if $freshCoupleRel is 2>>Before you can do anything else<<else>>Right after you take your seat<</if>>, Juniper goes up to the board and starts to address the class.<<else>>While you wait for class to start, you scan the room to get a feel for the space and your classmates. <<if $metLeah or $metKayla or $metCassidy>><<if $metCassidy and ($freshCoupleRel > -1)>>Not far behind you you recognize one of Alice's cronies from earlier, Cassidy you think her name was. She's very focused on her phone, seemingly oblivious to everything around her.<</if>><<if $metLeah>><<if $metCassidy and ($freshCoupleRel > -1)>> Even further back<<else>>A few rows behind you<</if>>, sitting near the door, you spot Leah from the locker room yesterday. <<if $leahRel is 2>>She's also looking your way and gives you a small wave, a slight smile on her face. You wave back with a big grin.<<elseif $leahRel is 1>>She's also looking your way, but quickly shifts her gaze to her desk when you make eye contact.<<else>>She's slouched over with her head in her arms on the desk.<</if>><</if>><<if $metKayla>><<if $metLeah or ($metCassidy and ($freshCoupleRel > -1))>> As you're turning back toward the front of the room, you also notice Kayla, or at least you're pretty sure it's Kayla, sitting a few seats to the right of you.<<else>>There aren't many<<if $metAlesha>> other<</if>> particularly familiar faces, but sitting a few seats to the right of you you're pretty sure you recognize Kayla from yesterday.<</if>><<if $kaylaRel < 0>> At first you don't think she saw you, but then you notice her giving you a side-eyed glare. You quickly look away.<<elseif $kaylaRel is 0>> She looks very bored, sitting with her head resting in one of her hands.<<else>> You wave, not sure if she sees you. She looks over and nods her head toward you with a smile.<</if>><</if>><<else>> You don't particularly recognize any of the other students in the class. <</if>><<if !$folder and $walkEmma>>As you're looking around, it strikes you that this is the same room the group stopped in during the tour. You're not sure how you forgot that, Juniper did say she'd be teaching Intro to Vore there. <</if>><<if $tourMandy>><<if ($mandyEscaped isnot "vomit") and ($mandyEscaped isnot "failed")>>With a smile, you notice that the drawing Mandy made on the whiteboard is still there. <<if $ateMandy>>You rub your belly absentmindedly, reminiscing about your very first meal at the school.<<elseif !$attackedMandyCookout>>A part of you wonders where she is now.<</if>><<else>>In the corner of the whiteboard you notice that the drawing Mandy made is still there, <<if $ateMandyCookout>>an annoying reminder of your initial failure yesterday. At least you got her in the end.<<else>>a painful reminder of your failure.<<if !$attackedMandyCookout>> A part of you wonders where she is now.<</if>><</if>> You're snapped back to attention as Juniper starts to erase the doodle and address the class.<</if>><<else>> You watch as Juniper gets up to close the door to the room, then steps out and seems to be talking to someone for a few minutes. She hurries back inside and grabs something out of her desk, then returns to the hall. You're pretty sure you heard someone coughing, or maybe gagging. Finally, Juniper comes back into the room again, walks up to the board, and starts to address the class.<</if>><</if>> "Good morning everyone!" she beams, writing the name of the class and her name on the board. "I'm happy to see that you all made it! I think we're only missing one student that was still on my list, let's hope she's just running late. For those of you that don't remember me from yesterday, my name is Marguerite Juniper. Welcome to Intro to Vore!" She grabs a stack of papers off of her desk and starts to walk around the room handing them out. "This is the syllabus. It's pretty standard stuff, but be sure to read it over when you get the chance to make sure you understand how the class operates," she says. Once all of the papers have been distributed, she returns to the front of the room and goes to the computer on her desk. A projector on the ceiling pointed toward the whiteboard starts to whir to life. "While that's booting up, how about some introductions? You'll all be getting to know each other pretty well soon enough, so let's go around the room, everyone tell us your name. You don't have to say anything more than that, I know some people hate being put on the spot, but feel free to tell us a bit about yourself if you'd like!" Starting with <<if $metLeah>>Leah<<else>>the girl<</if>> in the back corner, everyone obliges and speaks up one by one. Most, including you, just say their name and awkwardly wait for everyone to stop looking at them, but some give a few more details, like one girl boasting that she escaped from a junior earlier after getting caught at breakfast.<<if $metKayla>><<if $class1WrongDoor or $eatenByBetty or ($wrongClassroomStars is "yes")>> You hadn't seen her when you came in, but it turns out that Kayla from <<if $lunchEmma>>lunch<<else>>the cookout<</if>> yesterday is also in this class.<</if>><</if>> "Excellent, excellent, this is going to be a great semester!" Juniper says once the last person has gone. The projector is now on, displaying a slideshow on the board. "Let's get started shall we? This... is your introduction, to Introduction to Vore!" She starts by going over what to expect from the class--as an introduction to the concept, you'll be covering a little bit of everything, from eating to avoiding being eaten. There will sometimes be "lab days" where you'll practice the techniques you've learned on your classmates, though she makes very clear that you cannot digest anyone during class, and everyone must be released before the class is dismissed. Apparently, the school has a huge supply of extremely powerful antacid tablets that are given out to ensure the classroom is a safe space. She explains that for this class, attendance is absolutely crucial. There aren't any real tests or assignments, so your grade is almost entirely based on whether or not you show up. <<if $cookoutJuniper>>Of course, you already knew most of this from talking with her yesterday.<</if>> Once the introduction is out of the way, Juniper starts to give a lecture on this week's lesson: Prey Selection and Knowing Your Limits.<</if>> You listen and jot down a few notes as she discusses how to be smart about who you choose to make a meal out of. Most of it is pretty obvious stuff--go for someone that's smaller and at least appears to be weaker than you, make sure if anyone else is present that you're absolutely positive they won't intervene, that sort of thing--but some of the details she gets into toward the end are more interesting. Things like subtle cues as to whether someone is on edge or relaxed, and therefore unsuspecting, and how very short prey can actually be riskier than a meal closer to your size because they'll be able to maneuver themselves better. It's engaging enough that you don't realize how much time has gone by until she's wrapping up for the day. "And that will do it for today, you're dismissed!" Juniper says. "Stay safe out there today, I hope to see you all here again Wednesday!" she shouts over the sounds of everyone packing up their things and getting up from their seats.<<if $metAlesha and $wrongClassroomStars isnot "tested">> Alesha is the first one out the door, practically jumping to her feet the moment Juniper said "dismissed".<</if>> <<AttendIntro>>\ <<if $metKayla and ($kaylaRel > 0)>><<if $wrongClassroomStars is "tested">>You hadn't noticed she was in this class, but a<<else>>A<</if>>s you get up from your seat, Kayla<<if $wrongClassroomStars is "tested">> from yesterday<</if>> walks over to you. "Hey $name!" she says. "<<if $eatenByAliceCookout>>Glad to see you're still kicking after yesterday.<<else>>Long time no see.<</if>> How you holding up with the whole "Monday Massacre" thing? Emma doing alright?" "Hi! <<if $wrongClassroomStars is "tested">>I didn't see<<else>>I thought that was<</if>> you over there," you reply. "<<if $breakfastSunny>>Me and Emma had a run in with a junior at breakfast, but we're both fine.<<if !$cookoutGabby and $lunchEmma>>.. Oh, but, uh, Gabby was also there and she's... not fine" you add, remembering that she and Kayla had been hanging together when you met them at lunch.<<else>>"<</if>><<elseif $wrongClassroomStars is "tested">>I actually just came from an... interesting encounter with two sophomores, it's why I was late," you tell her, rubbing your still slightly aching rear subconsciously when you think about it. "I'm doing fine though."<<else>>I haven't run into any trouble myself, though the girl Emma and I were eating breakfast with did mysteriously vanish when she went to get more food."<</if>> <<if $breakfastSunny>><<if !$cookoutGabby and $lunchEmma>>"Aw shit, really? She'd already had a rough time yesterday..." Kayla replies. "Pobre chica..." she mutters under her breath. "Well, at least you and Emma are okay. Listen <<else>>"Good to hear! Claire and I had a pretty close call this morning too, but everything turned out fine. Guess we're both lucky!" she replies. "Oh, but listen, <</if>><<elseif $wrongClassroomStars is "tested">>"'Interesting' huh?" she says with one eyebrow raised. "Well, as long as you made it out alright. I had a close call myself on the way to breakfast this morning, but luckily I'm a bit tougher than the average freshman, if I do say so myself," she replies with a grin. "Speaking of, <<else>>"Well, you're lucky then! Claire and I had a pretty close call this morning but we both made it out alright," she says. "Oh, but listen, <</if>> I have a class //right// after this one that I need to get to. Just wanted to let you know I'm planning on going to work out before dinner, and you should come with! We could catch up more then. <<if $fat > 15>>Plus, you really look like you could use it" she says with a laugh, looking you over. "<</if>>It'll probably be around four if you're interested, we'll just meet at the gym. See ya then, maybe!" she says, giving you a quick wave before rushing out the door.<<set $invitedToGym to true>> "Uh, yeah, maybe! See ya," you call to her as she's walking away. <</if>><<if $day2SunnyFlirt>>Remembering that you felt your phone vibrate during the lesson, you pull it out to check, and sure enough you have an unread message. It's from Sunny! You open it up to take a look. "//Hey, hope you didn't think I was kidding nerd :P Your buddy is really getting in the way of my unpacking//" Below the message is a picture--an overhead selfie of Sunny in her cluttered room, her bloated belly fully in frame. It's smooth and sagging a little, definitely smaller than at breakfast but still very large. She's flashing a peace sign at the camera with a big smile on her face, still wearing her sunglasses. You grin and text back: "//Don't worry, she'll be out of your way before long//". <</if>><<if $leahRel > 0>> As you're heading for the door, you notice that Leah is right in front of you. [[Talk to Leah->September 2nd- Going to Lunch w/Leah]] <</if>>[[Head to Lunch->September 2nd- Going to Lunch]]

<<set $time to 11.75>><<include "TIME">><<if $leahRel > 0>>You decide not to bother Leah, figuring that she saw that you were in class, so if she wanted to chat right now she probably would have said something to you.<</if>> You head out of the room and into the hall. Just as you step through the door, your stomach growls. It's probably about time to get some lunch. At first you start to go left toward the main hall, but freeze when you hear a scream. You watch as a few girls from class sprint back into view and toward the dorms. Just around the corner you can hear the sounds of a struggle. You'll have to keep going this way if you want to stop at your dorm first, but it might be safer to go up and around through Lampton to get to the dining hall. [[Continue->Going to Lunch- Main hall]] [[Turn back and go upstairs->Going to Lunch- Maeve Encounter]]

<<set $day2LunchAlone to true>><<if $eatenByErika or $eatenByMorgan>><<set $counter to 1>>You step out of your dorm and into the hall, heading up the stairs to hurry over to lunch. A few freshmen you don't recognize are returning to their dorms when you step out onto the second floor, but other than that you don't run into anyone on your way there. <<elseif $metMaeve>>You hurry through the halls of Karbo to get to the dining hall, not wanting to chance another encounter like that.<<if $maeveDisrespect > 0>> You take a quick detour to head down the stairs to your dorm and replace your underwear, already chafing a bit from just the short distance without a barrier between your shorts and privates. Emma isn't there, hopefully meaning she went to lunch already and not that something happened to her. After changing, you head back upstairs and across the bridge.<</if>> Luckily, you only pass one person on the Lampton side of things, and she's completely engrossed by something on her phone. <<elseif $chasedByMorgan>><<set $time to 12>><<include "TIME">>You quickly pass through the courtyard over to the dining hall, careful to avoid any other encounters. <<else>>You rush down the hall past the girl, not wanting to take any chances today. You don't slow down until you're in the lobby and it's clear no one is following you. It doesn't take long to cross the courtyard and arrive in the dining hall, avoiding the few students you saw along the way. <</if>>The room is bustling with activity, more crowded than it was this morning. You spot a number of girls sporting bloated bellies, some still struggling, scattered around at various tables. You start to worry about where you're going to sit once you have your food--coming alone during a massacre may not have been the best idea. You try not to look worried as you head up to get yourself a plate, hoping to avoid unwanted attention. After scanning the room, you spot what might be Emma with her back turned to you at a table near the back wall, but <<if $metCherry>>the girl she's sitting with looks like... Cherry? That can't be right, so you aren't confident it's her after all.<<else>>you don't recognize the girl sitting with her so you can't be sure.<</if>> As you're debating whether or not to risk it, you're bailed out of your dilemma. "Hey, $name right? You looking for somewhere to sit?" says a warm voice from behind you. You turn around to find the girl that was doing club signups at the cookout yesterday. "It's Kim, remember from yesterday? You look a little lost, want to come sit with my group?" she asks with a smile, gesturing to a nearby table. There are five other girls there, <<if $metMina>>including <<if $minaRel is 0>>the quiet girl<<else>>Mina<</if>> from lunch yesterday<<else>>most of them freshman by the looks of it<</if>>. "Uh, sure. Thanks!" you answer, following her back. "And yeah it's $name, I can't believe you remembered from just that one conversation with how many girls you must have signed up." "Heh, I never forget a face!" she beams. The two of you take a seat and Kim introduces you to the others. "Alright guys, we've got one more! This is $name." "Uh, hi," you say with an awkward wave. <<if $minaRel > 0>>Mina seems to immediately recognize you, getting a tiny smile on her face.<</if>> <<if $minaRel > 0>>"Hello again $name!" she squeaks. "Hey Mina, glad to see you're still around!" you say. "How have you been?" "Oh good, you two already know each other!" Kim says. "Oh it has been lovely so far! Other than my roommate never arriving, though I quite enjoy the extra space to keep my things," Mina replies. "I am eager to get to my first class after this, it is even an escape oriented one!" "Before you two get too far into it, let's make sure everyone has properly introduced themselves!" Kim says with a little laugh.<<else>>"Hello, my name is Mina!" <<if $metMina>>the girl from lunch yesterday says, evidently not remembering you.<<else>>the very short girl sitting across from you says. She's absolutely tiny, definitely under five feet tall and a body like a twig. Her hair is long and flat, and it's so light that it almost looks white. It covers most of her right eye, but you can see the one that's exposed is a striking silver-grey color.<</if>><</if>> "Howdy, name's Amelia," the girl next to <<if $minaRel > 0>>Mina<<else>>her<</if>> says with an impish smile. She's a brunette with messy hair bearing a mint green streak, one of her hands on the table showing off that her nails are painted to match. Freckles dot her cheeks beneath her eyes and she's wearing thin-rimmed glasses.<<if $cookoutGabby>> She looks vaguely familiar, but you can't place where you've seen her before.<</if>> "Ugh, no it's not!" the girl next to you says. She's a blonde with thick hair and green eyes, wearing a white crop top with a short denim jacket over it. "This is Claire, she keeps introducing herself with a different name whenever someone new shows up for some reason." "How do you know I was telling the truth with Claire?" Claire replies, raising an eyebrow and tilting her head. "School documents don't lie honey, and I checked you into your room. Sorry to ruin the charade," a dark haired girl sitting next to Kim says, an amused smile on her face. She's a little on the shorter side and wearing a pink dress. Tan lines peeking out below her neck betray her golden brown skin. "I'm Miranda by the way, I'm a junior. Nice to meet you!" "Oh I didn't introduce myself, I'm Mia!" the girl next to you beams. "And I'm Tia!" the girl sitting on her other side says, popping her head out to the side with her hands on Mia's shoulders. She looks a bit like Mia, but her hair is tied back in a ponytail and her eyes are blue. She's sporting a light green tank top with a butterfly across the front. "We're sisters." "Twins!" Mia adds. "But not identical!" "But also besties!" "And also roomies!" Tia finishes. "Nice to meet all of you!" you say with a smile, starting to dig in to your food. "So as I explained to these guys, every year I do my best to give the incoming freshman a warmer welcome than most of the upperclassman," Kim says. "I promise they're not all so bad, but people usually can't help themselves!" "A lot of them excuse it as an initiation thing," Miranda says, a sour look on her face. "Like the incoming class deserves to be hunted like animals on their first day to earn the right to go here. Blech! And then of course most of those freshmen can't wait to be on the other end of things when the next year rolls around and the stupid tradition keeps going..." "I feel personally attacked, that's exactly what I was thinking after dealing with this all day," Claire says. "Not me!" Tia chirps. "Someone almost got Mia earlier and I don't know what I would have done if they did, no way am I doing that to someone else for no reason!" "Well good, you're with the right people then! Kim saved me during my 'massacre' and it really proved to me that you can still have a good heart even if you choose the predator lifestyle," Miranda says. "Seeing her stick around for so long, staying as kind as she ever was, is really inspiring! I've tried to follow in her footsteps, and you can too!" "Oh stop Miranda, you're laying it on too thick!" Kim laughs. "I'm just keeping an eye out so they're safe during lunch at least, not trying to recruit them for anything." She sighs, seeming lost in thought for a moment. "It was a lot tougher back then, you were the only one I could really manage to help. Didn't have quite the clout I do now when I was just a sophomore." "You do eat people though, right?" Claire asks. "I mean that might be a dumb question since you're at this school, but I can't picture you digesting someone." "Oh of course, I just have a little class about who and when," Kim replies. "I don't think there's anyone here just to learn escaping.<<if $minaInfo2 is 1>>" You glance over at Mina, but she doesn't speak up. "<<else>> <</if>>Anyways, how are you guys liking the school so far? Haven't run into too much trouble I hope." <<link "It's great">><<replace "#choice">>"It's great so far!" you answer. "My roommate is <<if $emmaRel > 3>>awesome<<else>>really nice<</if>><<if $totalEscaped is 0>>, no one's eaten me yet,<</if>> and the class I had earlier was pretty interesting! I'm excited for the rest of the year." "That's great to hear!" Kim says, a big grin on her face. "Usually today crushes people's spirit a bit, I like the enthusiasm!"<<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</replace>><</link>> <<link "Not sure yet">><<replace "#choice">>"I don't know how to feel about it yet," you answer<<if $totalEscaped > 0>>, thinking back on the close <<if $totalEscaped > 1>>calls you've already had<<else>>call you had<</if>><</if>>. "I want to be excited about being here, but it's been pretty stressful these last two days." "That's understandable, it can be hard to adjust to a big change like this. Particularly when it comes to this school," Kim says, giving you a sympathetic look. "I promise that everyone is being honest calling it the 'Monday' massacre--the craziness really dies down quick after today. Everyone gets it out of their system I guess." "Plus, the morning is the worst of it," Miranda chimes in. "People can only digest so fast, and all the really bad eggs get their fill right away. So you've already survived most of the massacre!"<<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</replace>><</link>> <<link "I don't feel safe">><<replace "#choice">>"I don't feel safe here, at all," you answer. "Like everyone's out to get me, I don't know if going here is worth the stress.<<if $totalEscaped > 0>> I mean, I've already been swallowed<<if $totalEscaped > 1>> more than once<</if>>!<<if !$eatenByMorgan and !$eatenByErika>> And not even by upperclassmen...<</if>><</if>>" "I'm so sorry to hear that! I know it can be tough, but I promise things get better," Kim says, giving you a sympathetic look. <<if $totalEscaped > 0>>"But if someone's gotten you before and you're here to tell us about it, that's actually good for you in the long run! No one likes a stomachache, so once word spreads people tend to stay away from 'troublesome prey'." "It's true, Kim is the only one that's gotten back out of Maeve and no one's touched her since," Miranda adds. "Won't some people be interested in the challenge though?" Claire asks. "Not saying //I// would or anything, but I feel like it brings both kinds of attention." "Well... yeah," Kim admits. "But we're being supportive here!"<<else>>"And I promise that everyone is being honest calling it the 'Monday' massacre--the craziness really dies down quick after today. Everyone gets it out of their system I guess." "Plus, the morning is the worst of it," Miranda chimes in. "People can only digest so fast, and all the really bad eggs get their fill right away. So you've already survived most of the massacre!"<</if>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</replace>><</link>> "I'm loving it!" Mia answers. "They actually let me and Tia be roommates, all the teachers seem really nice, and the class I had was everything I wanted it to be! It's like a dream come true." "Same sis! Even if it's a bit scary today, it's also like there's excitement around every corner!" Tia says. "Oh and I even heard a rumor this morning that there's someone famous in our class!" "I heard that too! Anyone know who it is?" Mia asks. "I know who you're probably talking about, I checked her into her room yesterday," Miranda says. "I don't think she's famous for anything herself, but her mom's an old movie star." "Wait, I saw the last name doing club sign up but, you're sure she's actually..?" Kim says, widening her eyes a bit. "Mmm-hmm," Miranda replies with a sly smile. "//Selene Mercato's// kid is at the school now." "Oh Slate's going to be //overjoyed// about that," Kim laughs. "Woah shit, really? I //love// her!" Claire beams. "I've watched movies that looked awful just 'cause she was in 'em. Did you know she refuses to use special effects for vore scenes? Anytime she's got a gut on screen there's really someone in there! I hear sometimes they don't get the stunt doubles back at the end of the day..." she rambles. <<if $aliceInfo1 is 1>><<set $aliceInfo1 to 2>>"So she wasn't lying..." you mumble, remembering your encounter from the tour yesterday. "Have you met her?" Claire asks eagerly. "Yeah, her name's Alice," you reply. "She's, uh, not the nicest person I've ever met. I guess the ego makes sense now though..." "She did seem... stiff when I tried to talk to her," Kim says. "Yeah, rude at check-in too," Miranda says. "Well, every class seems to have that one girl, maybe she's yours." "Do you think her mom will come visit at some point? Oh man, I might get to see her in person! Maybe she'll even eat..." Claire says, snapping her lips shut before finishing her last sentence. "So you said her name was Alice? I'm surprised I didn't remember that honestly, she only has the one daughter..." "Yeah, I'm sure you'll be able to pick her out of a crowd when you see her..." you reply. <</if>><<if $minaRel <= 0>>"Mina, what about you? How's your MVA experience been so far?" Kim asks, putting a stop to Claire's fangirling. "Don't want anyone getting left out now!" "Oh it has been lovely! Other than my roommate never arriving, though I quite enjoy the extra space to keep my things," the tiny girl replies. "I am eager to get to my first class after this." "Glad to hear it!" Kim replies with a warm smile. <</if>>Lunch goes by quickly as the conversation flows between the large group you've found yourself with. You get some good insight about the school from Kim and Miranda, and what started out as a stressful trip alone quickly turns into the most relaxed encounter you've had all day. No other freshman end up joining you, though at one point another senior stopped by to see how Kim's "babysitting" was going. Evidently, she has a reputation. Eventually you notice that it's getting near the time for your class, but before you say anything Claire beats you to the punch. "I should get going, I've got another class I need to get to," she says, standing up from the table. "Escapism?" you ask. "Yeah, why?" "That's where I'm headed next too," you reply. "Me too!" Mina says. "Me three! Er, me four I guess," Tia says. "Aw, not me..." Mia pouts. "That's perfect then!" Kim says. "Why don't you all go together? You should be safe with all four of you, Miranda and I will make sure Mia gets back to her dorm alright." "Works for me," Claire shrugs. "Let's get a move on people!"<<if $minaRel < 1>> <<Mina 1>><</if>><<if $day2SunnyFlirt>> You glance at your phone before getting up and notice that you have an unread message. It's another picture from Sunny! You quickly open it to take a look, tilting your screen for a bit of privacy just in case. This time it's a picture at an odd angle shot from below, looking up at her gut. She's sitting at a desk, only the lower half of her face visible due to the framing. Her belly has gotten considerably smaller, though it's still big enough to make her shirt ride up a fair amount. She's grabbing the soft bulge tight with her free hand, showing off how squishy it's gotten. "//She's making me super gassy in the middle of class :X//" she added. After glancing around to make sure no one's watching your screen, you quickly text back: "//That just means your body's working hard! I can see that she's *going*, but where to?//" Before you've even stowed your phone again, she gets back to you. "//You'll have to wait a little longer for that ;) Don't get too pushy with that kind of wording, or I might send you something gross next time I hit the bathroom :P//"<</if>> [[Head to class->Lunch Alone- Courtyard Encounter]]<<set $metMina to true>><<set $metClaire to true>><<set $metMiranda to true>><<if $fullness is 0>><<set $stamina += 8>><<set $stamina to Math.clamp($stamina, 0, $staminaMax)>><</if>>

<<set $time to 13.75>><<include "TIME">><<if $day2LunchCrew>>The four of you head up the stairs in the dining hall, on your way back to Karbo so you can get to class. Mallory and Beli take the lead again, you and Leah trailing slightly behind. Even though she's just a sophomore, it's reassuring to have an upperclassman with you while you walk through the dorm halls. "Hey, sorry we didn't end up getting to talk much," you whisper to Leah. "Oh, it's fine," she replies, a hint of disappointment in her tone. Before you can say anything more, you spot a girl with a distended belly coming toward your group from around the corner. Something about it seems different than the guts you're used to seeing on predators, like it's hanging a bit lower and holding tighter to her core. You're wary, but luckily Beli seems to know her. "Hey Janet! Ha, you coax one of the freshmen in already?" she says. "No..." the girl sighs, her voice sounding a bit stuffy. She's slightly shorter than you, and just straddling the line between being chubby and fat. Looking closer at her belly, you can see that although it's pretty rounded, there are still a few clear bulges. The surface shifts slightly every now and then, whoever's inside definitely still alive but not moving with much urgency. "This is my roommate, there hasn't been a good chance to get anyone else..." "Ah, so this is... Martha? Enjoying the ride, girl?" Beli asks, resting one hand on Janet's belly. You hear a muffled reply from inside, but you're far enough away that you can't quite make out what the words were. "Aw c'mon, just hang in there. She'll find a replacement eventually," Beli says to the girl's prey. Janet's eyes dart over to you, Leah, and Mallory. "Hey do you think one of the-" "Nope! Not these guys, move along," Beli says quickly. "Actually, you three are fine from here, right? Let's catch up girl, it's been all summer!" she continues, turning and putting an arm around the girl's shoulder. "Fine," Janet sighs, her gaze lingering on you specifically before relenting and walking away with Beli. You quicken your pace a bit, walking slightly ahead of Mallory as you continue down the hall.<<set $metJanet to true>> "That was strange..." you mutter. "I suppose," Mallory says, shrugging. "Nothing to worry about though." "Maybe a little to worry about..." Leah says under her breath. You cross through the bridge back to Karbo without any further issue, luckily. Just as you're turning down the hall, a familiar face appears in the stairwell.<<else>>Mallory leads the way, heading towards the stairs with you and Leah following close behind. You're a little concerned about the danger going up through Lampton, since these are the dorm halls for the upperclassmen, but with three of you walking together you figure you're probably fine. "So $name, how did you and Leah meet? She stayed holed up most of yesterday too," Mallory asks. "We were in the same tour group, ended up splitting off and talking with each other when we got to the sports complex," you explain.<<if $leahInvited is false>> Leah doesn't seem to be paying any attention to the conversation.<<else>> "Yeah... that was a good time," Leah says. You notice her running a hand along her stomach for a few seconds.<</if>> "Oh, interesting! I suppose there was a third with you at one point, right? I //do// know why she skipped out on lunch," Mallory says, chuckling. "Well technically, she's still with us," you joke. Leah blushes a little, but can't help smiling at the thought. It doesn't take much time to pass through the halls, but Mallory does her best to get as much information about you as she can. You don't run into any trouble on your way back to Karbo, though you do pass by the unusual sight of a girl seemingly carrying out a conversation with her bloated belly. As you finish crossing the bridge, Mallory starts to ask you something about clubs but gets cut off by a familiar voice.<</if>> "Hey $name!" Emma calls out<<if $emmaRel > 3>>, rushing over and giving you a quick hug<</if>>. "Oh man, I was worried when you didn't come back! I thought I waited long enough, but I got kinda hungry after a while. Glad to see you're still fine!" "Good to see you too! Sorry, I went straight to lunch with Leah after class," you tell her. "Hello again darling!" Mallory says with a smile. "Oh Mal, hey! And you said Leah, right $name? So this must be your roommate!" Emma says, turning to Leah, who's standing a bit behind you and looking away. Emma holds out a hand toward her. "I'm Emma, $name's roommate! Nice to meet you!" "Uh, hi," Leah says, very quickly shaking her hand before letting go. "So you ready for class $name? It's just around the corner here," Emma says. The four of you continue down the hall together. "<<if $emmaRel > 2>>You bet! Glad we have this one together<<else>>You bet<</if>>," you reply. "Well, this is us," Mallory says, stopping at one of the doors on the right, room K224. "<<if $malloryRel > 1>>Lovely meeting you, $name!<<else>>We'll have to talk more some other time, $name.<</if>>" "<<if $malloryRel <= 1>>Definitely! <</if>>See you guys later!" you say. <<if $leahInvited is false>> Leah hurries into the dorm without a word<<if $leahRel > 2>>, looking a bit flustered<</if>>.<<else>> "Um, so does seven work for you?" Leah says quietly to you. "Definitely, I'll meet you here," you reply. Mallory smiles at you, but doesn't give away that she was listening. With a wave, the two of them disappear into their dorm.<</if>> You and Emma head down the hall together, continuing on your way to class. [[Go to class->September 2nd- Escapism]]<<set $leahDorm to true>><<set $malloryDorm to true>>

<<set $time to 14>><<include "TIME">><<set $metProfSlate to true>><<if $day2LunchEmma>><<if $emmaInjured>><<if $tooFatToHelp>>Defeated, you slowly walk across the bridge from Lampton and down the hall to class, all without Emma. Despite making an attempt to help, you still feel guilty leaving her behind, but there was nothing you could really do against Zoey. At least your belly kept you from sharing the same fate.<<else>><<if $emmaRel > 2>>With a twinge of guilt in your heart, you flee.<<else>>You hesitate for a moment--this could be your only chance to escape. Leaving Emma behind, you flee the scene.<</if>> You can hear Zoey laughing behind you as you run. You keep moving until you're across the bridge and down the hall a ways, where it becomes clear she isn't following you. For a moment you start to head for the stairs to hide in your dorm, but, taking a deep breath, you turn around and continue on to class. <<if $emmaRel > 3>>It's what Emma would want<<else>>Getting taught how to better escape predators is probably the best place for you to be right now<</if>>.<</if>> You come to the door of Room 219, right around the corner from the dorm hall. You're pretty sure this is the room, but you take a quick peek inside to be sure. <<if $aliceRel < 0>>And naturally, the first thing you notice is Alice sitting front and center. Just who you wanted to see after an encounter like that. It does at least confirm that this is a freshman class, so you head in and take a seat in the very back row.<<elseif $metAlice>>You don't recognize most of the students, but you notice Alice from yesterday sitting at the front of the room. It's confirmation enough that this is a freshman class, so you assume you're in the right place. You take a seat in the very back row, preferring to have some space after getting too up close and personal with Zoey.<<else>>You don't recognize any of the students at a glance, but before<<if $folder>> you can double check your schedule to make sure<<else>> you come to a decision on whether or not to trust yourself<</if>>, another student walks right past you into the room. She says "escapism" as she walks past, clearly noticing your hesitation. You give a startled "thanks" before following her in. You take a seat in the very back row, preferring to have some space after getting to up close and personal with Zoey.<</if>> Taking out a pen and notebook, you sit quietly and wait for class to begin.<<else>><<if $emmaDitchedCookout > 0>>The two of you quickly cross the courtyard and head back into the main hall. Emma assures you she knows where the room is, so you follow her lead down past the dorms and up the stairs. Right around the corner on the second floor, she stops. "And here we are, Room 219! You ready?" she says. "Ready and excited!" you reply. <</if>>Emma holds the door open for you, and you lead the way to a pair of desks in the middle of the room. <<if $aliceRel < 0>> "Dang it, look up front," Emma grumbles next to you. You scan the first row of seats and see what she's talking about: Alice is sitting front and center, looking as full of herself as ever. "Oh, wonderful," you say.<<else>>You take a quick look around. Most of the students seem to be here already, though <<if $metAlice>>the only one you recognize is Alice, who's sitting near the front<<else>>you don't really recognize anyone else.<</if>><</if>> "I hope this one is more interesting than my first class!" Emma says. "I'm a little worried after what Cherry said about Professor Slate though..."<</if>><<elseif $day2LunchAlone>><<if $minaEnd is "alive">>You and Mina head upstairs and arrive at the room<<if $ateMina>>, Mina dropping her old clothes off in her dorm on the way<</if>>. Claire is already there sitting right by the door, so there's no question you're in the right place. "Hey you're both alive! Nice," she says when she sees you, giving you an impressed nod. "Yeah, thanks for the help," you reply sarcastically. She shrugs, a mischievous smile on her lips. You and Mina sit a few seats away to make a point. "So, are you excited for class?" you ask Mina as you start to get settled in your seat. "Definitely! This one is solely focused on escaping from predators, it's perfect for me!" she answers. <<if $emmaRel < 2>>You smile at her enthusiasm. You take a quick look around the room to see if there's anyone else you recognize. Not far ahead of you you spot the unmistakable orange-lined hair of Emma. You'd forgotten that she'd said she was also in this class. <<if $metAlice>>Towards the front of the room, you also notice Alice in the class<<if $aliceRel < 0>>, looking as full of herself as ever<</if>><<else>>There don't seem to be any other familiar faces<</if>>.<<else>>You smile at her enthusiasm. Then something from this morning comes back to you and you quickly scan the room. Sure enough, she already had the same thought. Towards the front of the room, Emma is turned backward in her seat waving to you, an excited look on her face. She gets up and prances over to your desk. "$name! I'm so glad to see you, I was worried when you didn't show up at the dorm after your first class," she says, resting her hands on the front of the desk. "Hey! Don't worry, I'm doing fine, just one close call," you say, looking over at Mina. "By the way, this is Mina! Mina, this is my roommate Emma." "Delighted to meet you," Mina says, turning to Emma with a small smile. "Hey! Always happy to meet a friend of $name's," Emma beams, waving to her.<</if>><<else>>The two of you step into the room, taking seats next to each other near the back. You quietly take out a pen and notebook and get ready for class to begin, not sure how you feel about Claire's nonchalant reaction to losing half of your group. The classroom seems mostly full already<<if $metAlice>>, and near the front of the class you<<if $aliceRel < 0>> unfortunately<</if>> spot Alice<<if $aliceRel < 0>>, looking as full of herself as ever<</if>>.<<if $emmaRel < 2>> You also notice Emma sitting on the other side of the room. At least she's still doing alright.<</if>><<else>>, though most of the students don't look at all familiar to you.<<if $emmaRel < 2>>You miss her at first, but after quickly looking back you notice that Emma is sitting on the opposite side of the room. You'd forgotten that she'd said she was also in this class.<</if>><</if>><<if $emmaRel > 1>> "Hey $name!" a cheerful voice says next to you. You jump and look over to find Emma. You aren't sure how you missed her walking over. "Are you alright? You look kinda bummed." "Oh hi Emma, nice to see you're still doing alright!" you say. "I'm fine, we just had kind of a close call walking back from lunch." Next to you, Claire holds up four fingers, then switches to two and uses them to trace a line down her neck. "And uh, Emma this is Claire, who's doing hand signals for some reason." "Uh, nice to meet you!" Emma says. "I'm $name's roommate."<</if>><</if>><<else>><<if $day2LunchSkipped>>"Hey $name, wait up!" a familiar voice calls out just as you're about to head up the stairs. You turn and, of course, find Emma hurrying over to you. "Hey! How was lunch?" you ask. "Pretty good actually! Didn't run into any trouble, got to meet some new people. Better than I hoped! How was <<if $emmaRel > 3>>abandoning me?" she asks, clearly joking<<else>>not-lunch?" she asks<</if>>. "I took a nap and slept off some of Olivia here," you answer, patting your stomach. "It was nice." "You ready for class?" Emma asks as the two of you reach the top of the stairwell. "I'm excited, this'll be my first class since I missed the //actual// first class," you reply. <</if>>Just after turning the corner you find yourselves at the door to room 219. Emma holds it open for you, and you lead the way to a pair of desks in the middle of the room. <<if $aliceRel < 0>> "Dang it, look up front," Emma grumbles next to you. You scan the first row of seats and see what she's talking about: Alice is sitting front and center, looking as full of herself as ever. "Oh, wonderful," you say.<<else>>You take a quick look around. Most of the students seem to be here already, though <<if $metAlice>>the only one you recognize is Alice, who's sitting near the front<<else>>you don't really recognize anyone else.<</if>><</if>> "I hope this one is more interesting than my first class!" Emma says. "I heard Professor Slate is pretty tough though..."<</if>> "Everyone, quiet!" a voice commands from the front of the room<<if $day2LunchLeah or $day2LunchCrew>>, as if on cue<</if>>. It belongs to a woman with short, dark brown hair standing in front of the whiteboard. She's wearing an open grey suit over a dark purple vest and dress shirt. Her face is stern, slight bags under her eyes and her mouth just shy of frowning. <<if ($emmaRel > 1) and $day2LunchAlone>>"And please be seated," she continues, glaring at Emma. "S-Sorry ma'am!" Emma says, hurrying back to her chair. "Thank you," the woman says, annoyance dripping off her words. <</if>>"It is time for class. I am Professor Slate, and this is Escapism. If you're in the wrong room, save yourself the embarrassment and leave now." <<if $day2LunchLeah or $day2LunchCrew>>In the back row<<else>>A few seats away<</if>>, a very flustered girl quickly gets up and rushes out of the room. Slate watches her go and rolls her eyes. "Now then, there is one thing I want to make very clear to you all. You //need// this class," Slate says, starting to slowly make her way around the room passing out sheets of paper. The room is silent outside of the clicking of her heels against the linoleum and her commanding voice. "Escaping from a predator is the most critical skill for you newcomers to learn. It is, quite literally, a matter of life and death. I can assure you that as you are now, not one of you stands a chance against the stomach of an even halfway competent predator." "It's what you deserve if you're weak enough to end up there," <<if $metAlice>>Alice<<else>>a dark haired girl at the front of the class<</if>> sneers. There's a tense silence that she doesn't seem to notice as she reads through the syllabus she's been handed, a bored expression on her face. "Mercato," Slate growls, utter disdain in her voice. "Thank you, it's always lovely to have a volunteer on the first day." She walks over to her desk and pulls a bottle out of the top drawer. You watch as she removes a sizeable tablet from the container and quickly swallows it, then starts to move toward <<if $metAlice>>Alice<<else>>the interrupting girl<</if>>. "Excuse me?" she says. "You're quite confident in your abilities, correct?" Slate says, standing right next to her. Your eyes widen a bit as you see her unbutton the bottom of her shirt. "Yeah, of course," <<if $metAlice>>Alice<<else>>the girl<</if>> mutters. Slate grabs her arm and pulls her up onto her feet. "Hey-!" "Then demonstrate," Slate says. You watch in disbelief as the professor swallows her. It's cold and efficient, in just a few seconds the bratty girl is hoisted up into the air and plunged down Slate's gullet. Her belly bulges out from under her clothes with the thrashing form of her student, the undone segment of her shirt perfectly parting around the bloated orb of flesh. Even being as far away as you are, you can faintly hear <<if $metAlice>>Alice<<else>>the girl<</if>> roaring in outrage. <<if $day2LunchEmma>><<if $aliceRel < 0>>You can't help smiling at the turn of events. With what happened earlier, it feels particularly good to see someone who deserved it getting gulped down.<<else>>You shiver, very uncomfortable with the display given what happened earlier. Now, watching the struggling form<<if $metAlice>> of Alice<</if>> in her gut is just making you picture the position poor Emma is in.<</if>><<elseif $day2LunchAlone>>You glance over at <<if $minaEnd is "alive">>Mina to see her reaction. You were expecting her to be scared or nervous, given what just happened, but she gives a determined nod and watches Slate intensely.<<else>>Claire. There's an excited look on her face, like she wasn't interested in class until this very moment.<</if>><<if $aliceRel < 0>> As for you, you can't help smiling at Alice's misfortune.<<if $aliceRel < -2>> It's about time someone put her where she belongs.<</if>><</if>><<else>>You and Emma glance over at each other. There's a look of disgust on her face. <<if $aliceRel < 0>>You're taken aback by the turn of events as well, but you can't help grinning after watching Alice get taken down<<else>>You share her discomfort with the turn the class has taken<</if>>.<</if>> "There," Slate says once her prey is tucked away, stifling a burp. "Let this be two lessons to all of you. First, none of you are nearly as good as you think you are. And second: Never interrupt me while I'm teaching. Am I clear?" "Yes ma'am!" most of the class yelps. "Good. I need to take care of attendance, and then we can begin." She returns to the desk at the front of the room and begins to read off a list of names from the computer, waiting for a response from each person.<<if $minaEnd isnot "alive">><<if $metMina>><<if $minaEnd is "leila">> Your heart sinks a little when the names "Tia Leyton" and "Mina Long" are called back to back without answer.<<else>> You hear her call the name "Mina Long", but there's no response. Thinking about the tiny girl from lunch yesterday, you fear the worst.<</if>><</if>><</if>> When she gets to <<if $metAlice>>Alice's name<<else>>the name "Alice Mercato"<<set $metAlice to true>><</if>>, she just pats the top of her squirming belly with one hand and continues on to the next. Soon enough the last name is called and Slate walks back to the front of the class. Her gait is a little different, but she seems completely unbothered by the added bulk of her gut. "Before I begin, are there any questions about the contents of the syllabus I've given you?" "U-Um," one girl stutters with her hand raised. She has a panicked look in her eyes--you get the feeling she really doesn't want to ask her question but can't help herself. "Why is the class called Escapism? T-That's not really what that word means..." Slate huffs. "That's correct. You can blame Miss Gossam for that, she thought it would be a more 'fun' title for the class back when she was the only one teaching it," she explains. "Now, are there any //important// questions?" Silence. "Then let's begin." She launches into a lecture on the basics of escaping from inside a predator, starting with the challenges faced by a person that finds themself inside a stomach. The lack of light and constant motion preventing you from finding the "exit", the pressure restricting your movement, and the complete disorientation that comes with being inside another person. She moves on to explain the number one mistake untrained prey make: Not struggling with purpose. She uses Alice to illustrate, explaining that even though she's clearly moving a lot inside of her, there's no real plan behind her actions so they end up being completely inconsequential. Alice remains in her belly for the rest of class, the shifting in Slate's gut eventually slowing. It never stops completely, however, and the various bulges from Alice's body never fade. The class seems to drag on forever, but eventually Slate reaches the end of her lesson. "Before I dismiss you, be aware that tomorrow's class will be a lab day. You will be performing live practice using each other so that I can gauge what level you're at. As such, you should be sure to wear clothes that you don't mind getting dirty," Slate instructs. She's resting a hand on the front of her belly. "As for you, Mercato, I hope this has been an enlightening experience." She turns away from the class a bit and pushes down on her gut. As efficiently as she went in, Alice is quickly forced back up Slate's throat and onto the ground. Her face is bright red and scowling as she gets to her feet. She's in surprisingly good condition for how long she was inside, not hurt at all and her outfit completely intact, if a bit disheveled. Her body is clearly wet and her hair is matted in several places, but she's not drenched or dripping with digestive fluids like you'd expect.<<if $aliceRel < 0>> It's a good look for her, in your eyes.<</if>> "Dismissed," Slate states, walking back to sit at her desk. Everyone begins to filter out of the room, giving Alice a wide berth as she storms out. <<AttendEscapism>>\ <<if ($aliceMin != 0) or ($aliceMax != 0)>>[[Catch up to Alice->Escapism- Alice]] <</if>>[[Leave class->September 2nd- Afternoon]]

<<set $time to 15.75>><<include "TIME">><<if $eatenByLeila>><<set $stamina += 15>>You awaken from your nap to the sound of a door unlocking. Your limbs are feeling a little sore, but even a fairly short nap has you feeling much better. As you could expect, Emma is the one entering the room. "Oh, $name, you're okay! I was getting worried. I haven't seen you since this morning, and then you weren't in class!" she says, a relieved smile on her face. "Yeah, sorry, I went straight to lunch after class," you say with a yawn. "Then there was some trouble on the way back, but I'm fine now." <<if $eatenByAliceCookout>>"Trouble? Is the shower gonna smell like vomit again when I go in there?" she teases. "Yep." "Damn it..." she mutters. "I'm glad you're okay though!<<else>>"Oh no! I'm glad you made it out okay."<</if>> "Thanks. Say, do you remember a girl named Mina being in class?" you ask. "I think I heard that name during attendance, why?" "Ah, no reason," you say with a smile. "How was class?" "Not great, Professor Slate is really harsh. She even ate someone just for making a rude comment! I mean she didn't digest her, but still, I don't wanna worry about that happening //in class// too!" Emma explains. "Maybe it's a good thing I missed it then," you reply. "Well, the actual teaching seemed pretty useful so I don't know about that," Emma says. "I'm guessing you're ready to just relax for the rest of the day? That's what I'm doing, not leaving this room again except for dinner." Y<<elseif $day2LunchEmma and $emmaInjured>>You step out into the hall, leaving the stress of the classroom behind. Alice is already long gone and out of sight by the time you leave the classroom. Now that classes are done with, y<<elseif $day2LunchAlone>>"Hey $name, wait up!" Emma calls out as you<<if $minaSaved > 0>> and Mina<</if>> step back into the hall. Claire already took off without much notice.<<if $minaEnd is "player">> "I was worried when you never came back to the dorm, but I guess you were busy with something," she says, glancing down at your belly. "Hah, yeah, I just went straight to lunch after my other class, then ended up with an unexpected snack on my way here," you reply. "Right..."<<elseif $emmaRel < 2>> "I didn't see you come in, I was worried after you never came back to the dorm. Boy was I relieved to hear you answer during attendance!" "Oh, yeah, I just went straight to lunch after my other class," you explain. "I'm just glad you're okay," she beams.<<if $minaSaved > 0>> "Oh, this is Mina by the way," you tell her, gesturing to the girl next to you. "Hello!" Mina pipes up. "Nice to meet you! I'm Emma," Emma says with a smile.<</if>><</if>> "So, pretty crazy class, huh?" you say<<if $minaEnd is "player">>, changing the subject<</if>>. "Oh my god I can't believe that! A //teacher// eating someone for such a little thing? Ugh!" Emma says.<<if $aliceRel < 0>> "I mean... since she was fine it //was// kinda nice to see someone shut down Alice, but still!" "Oh come on, you know she deserved it!<<if $aliceRel < -2>> I was disappointed to see her come back out, honestly,<</if>>" you reply. "Yeah, but, it was still cruel. Imagine if it were you or me..." Emma says.<<else>> "I know, I really didn't expect that. Completely different tone than my first class. At least Slate let her out at the end..." you reply. "Seriously, I might have dropped out if teachers were digesting students for tiny offenses like that..." Emma says.<</if>> "But anyways, what are you<<if $minaSaved > 0>> two<</if>> planning on doing now that classes are over? I think I'm just gonna head back to our dorm and wait out the rest of today, I've had enough vore for a while."<<if $minaSaved > 0>> "I am going back to my dorm too! I would like to take some time to review my notes from class," Mina says.<</if>> Y<<else>>"Oh my god I can't believe that! A //teacher// eating someone for such a little thing? Ugh!" Emma says as the two of you step back out into the hall. Alice is already long gone.<<if $aliceRel < 0>> "I mean... since she was fine it //was// kinda nice to see someone shut down Alice, but still!" "Oh come on, you know she deserved it!<<if $aliceRel < -2>> I was disappointed to see her come back out, honestly,<</if>>" you reply. "Yeah, but, it was still cruel. Imagine if it were you or me..." Emma says.<<else>> "I know, I really didn't expect that. Completely different tone than my first class. At least Slate let her out at the end..." you reply. "Seriously, I might have dropped out if teachers were digesting students for tiny offenses like that..." Emma says.<</if>> "But anyways, what are you planning on doing now that classes are over? I think I'm just gonna head back to our dorm and wait out the rest of today, I've had enough vore for a while." Y<</if>>ou consider how you want to spend the <<if $leahInvited>>afternoon, as there's still a good amount of time before your plans with Leah<<else>>rest of the day<</if>>. <<if $eatenByLeila or $eatenByZoeyMulti>>The safest move would be to stay here in your dorm with Emma<<else>>The safest move would probably be to head back to your dorm<<if !$day2LunchEmma and !$emmaInjured>> and hang out with Emma<</if>><</if>>, but a part of you has gotten to thinking that it might be nice to score <<if $analAteOlivia>>another<<else>>your own<</if>> kill in today's "massacre"<<if $eatenByLeila or $eatenByZoeyMulti>> to end the day on a higher note<</if>>.<<if ($fullness + 5) > $maxFullCap>> Unfortunately, the weight of $lastPrey still sloshing through your abdomen reminds you that that might be a bit overzealous.<</if>><<if $invitedToGym>> It also occurs to you that it's nearly four, when Kayla said she was heading to the gym. You never gave her a definite answer,<<if ($fullness + 5) > $maxFullCap>> but you realize the choice has already been made for you. No way can you manage to exercise lugging around all this extra weight.<<else>><<if $eatenByLeila or $eatenByZoeyMulti>> and a workout doesn't sound great after the struggle you've been through,<</if>> but if you were going to take her up on it you'd need to go now.<</if>><<elseif $fat > 20>> It could also be a good time to hit the gym<<if $fullness > 1>>--or it would be, if you weren't still lugging around so much extra weight from your meal.<<else>><<if $eatenByLeila or $eatenByZoeyMulti>>, though you feel like you've already gotten a workout<</if>>. You've definitely been noticing the effect your meal<<if $totalPrey > 1>>s have<<else>> has<</if>> had on you, a little exercise to keep it in check wouldn't hurt.<</if>><</if>> <<if $eatenByLeila>>[[Stay in your dorm->September 2nd- Afternoon in the Dorm]]<<else>>[[Return to your dorm->September 2nd- Afternoon in the Dorm]]<</if>> <<if ($fullness + 5) <= $maxFullCap>>[[Go hunting->September 2nd- On the hunt]] <</if>><<if $fullness <= 1>>[[Head to the gym->September 2nd- Workout]]<</if>>

<<if ($day2Hunt isnot "none") and ($eatenByAlex is false)>><<if $day2HuntWithSam != "none">><<set $time to 17.25>><<include "TIME">>You hurry back through the halls of Lampton to get to the dining hall. You find that it's rather barren.<<elseif $day2Hunt is "courtyard">><<set $time to 17.5>><<include "TIME">>You hurry into the dining hall, eager to get away from the girls before there's trouble. At this hour, you find that the cafeteria is rather barren.<<elseif $lostAlex>>You head back through the hallway and down the stairs, off to get a less filling replacement for your aching stomach. The taste of vomit is still on your lips as you trudge through Karbo and out into the courtyard. Luckily, the campus almost feels like a ghost town at this hour, the only other girl you see also headed to the dining hall. The cafeteria, too, is rather barren.<<elseif $day2Hunt is "karbo class">>Disappointed about having to settle, you trudge through the halls of Karbo and out into the courtyard. The campus almost feels like a ghost town at this hour, the only other girl you see also headed to the dining hall. You cross through the courtyard easily and step through the doors into Lampton. The cafeteria, too, is rather barren.<<elseif $atePenny>>The taste of vomit is still on your lips as you trudge through Karbo and out into the courtyard. Luckily, the campus almost feels like a ghost town at this hour, the only other girl you see also headed to the dining hall. The cafeteria, too, is rather barren.<<elseif $day2Hunt is "karbo main">>You scurry down the rest of the hall and through the lobby, not wanting anymore trouble. The courtyard looks clear as you step outside, but you're still careful as you cross it and head into Lampton. At this hour, you find that the cafeteria is rather barren.<</if>> Only a handful of tables have anyone sitting at them--no one you recognize. You head through the buffet line and fix yourself a plate. There's a selection of various pastas and sauces available this time around. You stock up on ravioli and a side salad, then go take a seat at one of the many empty tables.<<if $day2SunnyFlirt>> You feel the familiar buzz of your phone as you sit down and pull it out to find a new message, once again from Sunny. You're about to open it, but pause when you notice the message preview starts with "//Hope you're somewhere private//". Excitement getting the better of you, you still unlock your phone to take a peek, only to quickly fumble and frantically put your phone away when you see the picture. Definitely something to save for later.<</if>> Your meal is uneventful and refreshingly quiet after a day spent being hunted<<if $lostAlex>>, though not nearly as satisfying as Alex would have been<<else>>, though not nearly as satisfying as one of your classmates would have been<</if>>.<<if $day2Hunt is "courtyard">> You stay on guard while you eat, but the girls that spotted you before didn't even come into the dining hall, at least as far as you could tell.<</if>> Through the windows you can see the sunlight has nearly dimmed to night and a series of lamps have flickered on to light the courtyard. With your food gone, you get up, return your plate, and start to head back to your dorm.<<elseif $day2Workout>><<set $time to 17.25>><<include "TIME">><<if $kaylaRel > 0>>The two of you head across the courtyard toward Lampton, chatting as you go. The cafeteria is pretty barren at this hour. Only a handful of tables have anyone sitting at them--no one you really recognize. You head through the buffet line and fix yourself a plate, getting an annoyed look from another girl that had been there ahead of you. There's a selection of various pastas and sauces available this time around. You stock up on ravioli and a side salad, then go take a seat at one of the many empty tables.<<if $day2SunnyFlirt>> You feel the familiar buzz of your phone as you sit down and pull it out to find a new message, once again from Sunny. You're about to open it, but pause when you notice the message preview starts with "//Hope you're somewhere private//". Excitement getting the better of you, you still unlock your phone to take a peek, only to quickly fumble and frantically put your phone away when you see the picture. Definitely something to save for later.<</if>> You and Kayla catch up more while you eat. <<if $lunchEmma>>She asks how Emma's doing<<if $emmaInjured>>, and seems pretty frustrated when you explain your encounter with Zoey to her. There's an awkward pause in the conversation, but after a few moments she changes the subject by talking about clubs--she joined the volleyball team.<<else>>, and seems relieved to hear that she's still fine after today. Then she tells you about her roommate Claire<<if $metClaire>>, excited that you'd already met each other<</if>>.<</if>><<else>> She gets to telling you about her roommate, Claire<<if $metClaire>>, seeming excited that you'd already met each other<</if>>, then you <<if $emmaInjured>>solemnly explain that you're pretty sure you don't have one anymore after your encounter with Zoey. There's an awkward pause in the conversation, but after a few moments she changes the subject by talking about clubs--she joined the volleyball team.<<else>>start to tell her about Emma. You're surprised to find that they already know each other<<if $metClaire>> too<</if>>, apparently having eaten lunch together yesterday.<</if>><</if>> The conversation drags on after you've finished your food; it's nice getting to know her a bit better.<<set $kaylaInfo1 to 1>><<set $kaylaInfo2 to 1>> Eventually, things start to slow down and you both decide it's time to finally get out of your workout clothes. Through the windows you can see the sunlight has nearly dimmed to night and a series of lamps have flickered on to light the courtyard. Apparently Kayla is in one of the dorms on the Lampton side of the bridge, so you part ways, her heading up the stairs and you out the door toward Karbo.<<else>>You head across the courtyard toward Lampton, barely seeing anyone else on the way over. The cafeteria, too, is rather barren. Only a handful of tables have anyone sitting at them--no one you recognize. You head through the buffet line and fix yourself a plate. There's a selection of various pastas and sauces available this time around. You stock up on ravioli and a side salad, then go take a seat at one of the many empty tables.<<if $day2SunnyFlirt>> You feel the familiar buzz of your phone as you sit down and pull it out to find a new message, once again from Sunny. You're about to open it, but pause when you notice the message preview starts with "//Hope you're somewhere private//". Excitement getting the better of you, you still unlock your phone to take a peek, only to quickly fumble and frantically put your phone away when you see the picture. Definitely something to save for later.<</if>> Your meal is uneventful and refreshingly quiet after a day spent being hunted. You still don't let your guard down the entire time, but no one else in the hall even seems to notice you. Through the windows you can see the sunlight has nearly dimmed to night and a series of lamps have flickered on to light the courtyard. With your food gone, you get up, return your plate, and start to head back to your dorm.<</if>><<elseif $day2LunchEmma and $emmaInjured>><<set $time to 18>><<include "TIME">><<if !$eatenByAlex>>You haven't forgotten the encounter from after lunch already, of course, so y<<else>>Y<</if>>ou're still on high alert as you step back into the halls. Not wanting to risk going past the Lampton dorms again<<if $eatenByAlex>> after earlier<</if>>, you head down the main hallway of Karbo. Luckily, the building is like a ghost town at this hour. The secretary isn't even at her desk anymore as you pass through the lobby and out to the courtyard. Outside, there are a few girls hanging around, but you're able to slip by into the dining hall without issue. The cafeteria, too, is rather barren. Only a handful of tables have anyone sitting at them--no one you recognize. You head through the buffet line and fix yourself a plate. There's a selection of various pastas and sauces available this time around. You stock up on ravioli and a side salad, then go take a seat at one of the many empty tables.<<if $day2SunnyFlirt>> You feel the familiar buzz of your phone as you sit down and pull it out to find a new message, once again from Sunny. You're about to open it, but pause when you notice the message preview starts with "//Hope you're somewhere private//". Excitement getting the better of you, you still unlock your phone to take a peek, only to quickly fumble and frantically put your phone away when you see the picture. Definitely something to save for later.<</if>> Your meal is uneventful and refreshingly quiet after a day spent being hunted<<if $eatenByAlex>>, though not nearly as satisfying as Alex would have been<</if>>. You still don't let your guard down the entire time, but no one else in the hall even seems to notice you. Through the windows you can see the sunlight has nearly dimmed to night and a series of lamps have flickered on to light the courtyard. With your food gone, you get up, return your plate, and start to head back to your dorm.<<else>><<set $time to 18>><<include "TIME">>The two of you head out of your dorm and down through the halls of Karbo. Luckily, the building is like a ghost town at this hour. The secretary isn't even at her desk anymore as you pass through the lobby and out to the courtyard. Outside, there are a few girls hanging around, but you're able to slip by into the dining hall without issue. The cafeteria, too, is rather barren. Only a handful of tables have anyone sitting at them--no one you recognize. You head through the buffet line and fix yourself a plate. There's a selection of various pastas and sauces available this time around. You stock up on ravioli, while Emma assembles an unholy mess of pretty much everything available. You try to question her, but she insists that it's all just noodles so it doesn't matter. You sit at a table near the door, giving you a view of the courtyard outside as evening starts to set in. <<if $day2SunnyFlirt>>You feel the familiar buzz of your phone and pull it out to find a new message, once again from Sunny. You're about to open it, but pause when you notice the message preview starts with "//Hope you're somewhere private//". Excitement getting the better of you, you still unlock your phone to take a peek, only to quickly fumble and frantically put your phone away when you see the picture. Definitely something to save for later. <</if>>You and Emma chat idly while you eat your food, having a refreshingly quiet meal after a day spent being hunted. Emma wasn't kidding about being starving and goes back for more multiple times. By the time you're both finished, her usually trim belly is bulging out just enough to be noticeable through her shirt. With the last of the sunlight draining from the sky and the lights in the courtyard flickering to life, you decide to head back.<</if>> <<if $aliceNecklace>>Just as you're nearing the door, you happen to glance back and notice Alice heading up the stairs, also on her way out of the dining hall.<<if $aliceRel < 0>> She seems to be alone, but a after a quick scan of the room you notice her two lackeys still at one of the tables. You really can't decide if its unusual behavior or not that she ditched them early.<</if>> It wouldn't be too hard to catch up with her if you wanted to take the opportunity to return her necklace. [[Give Alice her necklace->Dinner- Return the Necklace]] <</if>><<if $leahInvited>>[[Head back->September 2nd- Evening]]<<else>>[[Turn in for the night->September 2nd- Night]]<</if>><<if $fullness is 0>><<set $stamina += 8>><<set $stamina to Math.clamp($stamina, 0, $staminaMax)>><</if>>

<<set $time to 18.75>><<include "TIME">><<if $ateAlex>>You step back into the hall with a satisfied smile and a more confident stride. The murmur of the class Alex had been in had passed through the halls past your hiding spot some time ago, so the odds are that you're alone over here. You head down toward the stairs, using your arms to cradle your belly a bit on your way to the first floor to stop it from swaying and bouncing quite so much. Before long you're back in the dorm hall. In front of the door to your room, you pause, remembering Leah's invitation from earlier. It's a bit early, but close enough to seven that now would be a good time to head to her dorm. <<if $emmaInjured>>With Emma gone, it would also be nice to spend some time with someone before returning to the loneliness of your own dorm. But, you are feeling pretty lethargic after your meal, maybe it would be better to hit the hay and finish odd the day early.<<else>><<if $eatenByZoeyMulti or $eatenByLeila>>It might be better to have a smaller belly before facing Emma again, anyway. <</if>>You are feeling pretty lethargic after such a big meal though, so maybe it'd be smarter to call it a day for now.<</if>><<else>>The Monday Massacre seems to truly be over, as the campus remains quiet and peaceful on your walk back. In fact, the only other person you<<if !$emmaInjured and (($day2Hunt is "none") or $eatenByAlex) and !$day2Workout>> and Emma<</if>> came across after leaving the dining hall even gave you a very friendly wave. You were making sure to keep track of time, so you know it's almost seven. If you were planning on keeping your plans with Leah, now would be the time to head up to her room.<</if>> [[Go to Leah's dorm->September 2nd- Hang with Leah]] <<link "Just turn in for the night">><<set $leahDitched to true>><<goto "September 2nd- Night">><</link>>

<<set $time to 18.75>><<include "TIME">><<if $ateAlex>><<if $leahDitched>>You feel a little bad about it, but right now you really aren't in the mood for anything but lazing around in your own dorm. Unfortunately you didn't get her phone number, so you'll just have to apologize the next time you see her.<<else>>You step back into the hall with a satisfied smile and a more confident stride. The murmur of the class Alex had been in had passed through the halls past your hiding spot some time ago, so the odds were that you were alone over here. You head down toward the stairs, using your arms to cradle your belly a bit on your way to the first floor to stop it from swaying and bouncing quite so much. Before long you're back in the dorm hall.<</if>> You unlock your door and step inside. <<if $day2LunchEmma and $emmaInjured>>When you open the door, your eyes go wide. Sitting on the edge of one of the beds, slouched over with her hands in her lap is... Emma. "Heya, $name," she says in a weak voice, turning her head to you. Her eyes are puffy and red, and when she sees you and your engorged gut, her face seems to sink. "You've been busy..." You quickly lock the door behind you and waddle over toward her. Now that you've had a moment to process, you realize just how bad of a state she's in. Her right arm is wrapped like a mummy and various other bandages are plastered across her skin. Her hair is messy and unmistakably shorter than it used to be, barely hanging lower than her chin and missing most of the orange that used to drape her shoulders. Even her outfit seems somber--her bright clothes replaced with a pale blue tank top and dark shorts. "Emma! You're--how did you..?" you say, taking a seat on your bed, which creaks a little under your weight. She doesn't answer, her eyes locked on your gut. There's a noticeable shift inside you and a loud //*glurk*// sound as your stomach works over Alex. Emma grimaces and looks away, a tear rolling down from her closed eyes. "She had class and Professor Juniper made her throw me up," she finally answers, speaking quickly. She sniffles and wipes her eye before continuing. "Now I feel awful. I'm going to bed." "Wait it's not even seven, why don-" "I said I'm going to bed!" Emma cries, heading to the bathroom. "I'm done with today!" You sit on your bed, a little stunned. You place your hands on your belly and look down, its mass so soft by now that your fingers slightly sink in. After surviving a close call so recently, you can't say you blame her for being upset about her roommate waltzing in with someone in their stomach. There's not really anything you can do about it at this point though. The bathroom door swings open and Emma steps back into the room. "Listen Emma I-" you try to say. "No," she grunts, crawling under her covers. You notice her wincing from putting pressure on her burns, struggling to find a comfortable position. "I'm... I'm glad you're still okay, $name, but leave me alone." <<Emma -1>> You purse your lips, but don't push her any further. With Emma fast asleep, or at least attempting to be, you spend the rest of the evening on your laptop, using headphones so you don't disturb her of course. It's actually quite relaxing, lounging on your bed with a hand on your softly gurgling belly, lit only by the glow of your screen. After a couple hours, you start to feel drowsy and decide it's time to sleep off the rest of your meal.<<else>>You find the room empty when you walk in. Emma must have gone to dinner and not come back yet.<<if $eatenByZoeyMulti>> That worries you a little, considering she seemed set on not leaving the room again, but maybe she just got hungry enough to risk it.<</if>> Plopping down on your bed, you lean back and give a playful squeeze to your bloated midsection. You pull out your laptop to pass the time, finding it to be a bit of a struggle with the added bulk in your way. After only a little while, the door clicks open and Emma walks back in... sporting a suspicious belly bulge. "Thanks for walking with me, see you later!" she says, waving to someone outside the room. "Oh, $name! Hey, glad you're still doing alright. <<if $eatenByZoeyMulti>>I see you had some fun while you were 'wandering'," she says, looking slightly annoyed when she notices your gut<<else>>The hunt went well, I take it," she says, eyeing your gut as she makes her way deeper into the room<</if>>. "Yeah, it looks like you had some fun of your own," you tease, nodding at her belly. She seems surprised and puts one of her hands on it. It's not huge, but definitely rounded and sticking out further than her slim stomach ever has. "Haha oh, no no, this is all just normal food from the dining hall," she laughs, jiggling it a little. "I was suddenly absolutely starving earlier, it was weird. Couldn't really avoid another trip out of the room." "Right," you say. It does check out--even if she'd eaten someone the instant you parted ways her belly wouldn't have shrunk that much already. "So who was that at the door?" "Oh that was Sunny!" she chirps. <<if $metSunny>>"I'd asked <<if $metMallory>>Mallory<<else>>this girl I met yesterday<</if>> to go get dinner with me since you weren't here, and then we ran into her in the buffet line! <<if $sunnyRel < 1>>She's actually really cool!<<else>>It was nice chatting with her again<</if>>" she explains.<<else>>"She's a junior I ran into at the dining hall, said she had no choice but to come say hi after watching me chug down so much pasta," she explains, laughing under her breath. "I was a little nervous<<if $day2LunchEmma>>, especially after earlier,<</if>> but she was super cool! Walked me back to my dorm to make sure no one tried to grab me last minute."<</if>> <<if $sunnyRel < 0>>"She still mad about the glasses thing?" you ask. "She //did// ask about you, and seemed happy you were still around?" "Cool..." you say, not sure if that's a good or bad thing.<<else>>"Nice, glad everything worked out," you say.<</if>> "You ready to settle in for the night?" "Oh yeah, I think we both need some time to digest," she laughs. <<if $emmaRel > 2>>You smile. You'd been afraid she might be mad at you for joining in on the massacre.<</if>> You both chat idly for a little while on your beds, Emma doing something on her phone and you on your laptop. The soft grumbling of your stomach fills the empty space in your conversation. Eventually, Emma goes to shower and get ready for bed, and you prepare to bring an end to your day as well once she's out.<</if>><<elseif $day2LunchEmma and $emmaInjured>><<if $leahDitched>>You feel a little bad about it, but right now you really aren't in the mood for anything but lazing around in your own dorm. Unfortunately you didn't get her phone number, so you'll just have to apologize the next time you see her. You open the door to head into your room and your eyes go wide.<<else>>You cross the courtyard at a brisk pace, fearing that any upperclassmen that had yet to get their fill may try to use the cover of night to catch their dinner. No trouble finds you, however, and you return back to your dorm safe. When you open the door, your eyes go wide.<</if>> Sitting on the edge of one of the beds, slouched over with her hands in her lap is... Emma. "Heya, $name," she says in a weak voice, turning her head to you. Her eyes are puffy and red, but her lips curl a bit at the edges when she looks at you. <<if $emmaRel > 3>>You quickly lock the door behind you and rush over to her<<else>>You close the door and step inside, still a little stunned<</if>>. Now that you've had a moment to process, you realize just how bad of a state she's in. Her right arm is wrapped like a mummy and various other bandages are plastered across her skin. Her hair is messy and unmistakably shorter than it used to be, barely hanging lower than her chin and missing most of the orange that used to drape her shoulders. Even her outfit seems somber--her bright clothes replaced with a pale blue tank top and dark shorts. "Emma! You're--how did you..?" you say<<if $emmaRel > 2>>, moving in for a hug. "Ow..." Emma mumbles when you embrace her. "Oh s-sorry," you say, stepping back and taking a seat next to her on the bed. "It's fine," she says with a weak smile. "I'm glad you're still doing alright."<<else>>, taking a seat across from her on your bed. "I'm glad you're still doing okay $name," she mumbles.<</if>> "You're glad //I'm// okay?? Emma I thought you were dead! How did you escape, that girl was a monster!" you cry. Emma's brow hardens. "S-She had class... a while after we got separated. It was with Professor Juniper, she said they were having first-day lab, or something like that, and anyone that had living prey needed to let them out..." she explains. Her eyes start to water a little. "It had been over an hour just.. boiling inside her--$name, I-I was //gone//." She sniffles. "But somehow, when I heard that Juniper was right by us, I managed one last push hard enough for her to see I was still there. I was so far along that after Zoey threw me up, they had to bring me to the nurse's office..." She pauses and starts to sniffle almost constantly, a single tear dripping down her cheek.<<if $emmaRel > 2>> You put an arm around her shoulder and she immediately leans against you and starts to cry in earnest. "Oh $name it was horrible! Everything hurt a-and I was naked in front of so many people and..." she sobs. "And my hair! It was all gross and melted and mangled a-and the nurse had to cut it... and now it's awful! Everything's awful!" "Hey, hey, it's okay. I think it looks nice like this!" you tell her. "The important thing is that you're here now, it's over. I'm so sorry I just left you, I should have done something..." "N-No!" Emma cries, sitting up and wiping some of the tears off her face. "It was too late already, you would have just gotten yourself hurt too... the one thing I had to be happy about in there is that you were safe..." She hugs you for a moment, but grimaces and pulls back. "Sorry, the nurse patched up the worst of it but everything's kinda raw still..." "I'm just glad to have you back," you say. "I don't know how long that'll last, between Betty yesterday and this," she says with a weak, uncomfortable laugh. "But we both survived, right? At least I get to sleep in tomorrow..."<<else>>"Hey, it's alright," you say. "It's over now, the important thing is that you're alive." "Y-Yeah, you're right," she sniffles, composing herself. "It looks like we both survived the Monday Massacre, huh? No problem," she says with a sad laugh. "At least I get to sleep in tomorrow..."<</if>> You can tell she's still shaken by what happened, but she does her best to act tough and move past it. She asks about what happened in the class she missed and you explain<<if $aliceRel < 0>>, her mood seeming to lift a little when she finds out Alice also had a pretty bad day, though once you mention there being lab tomorrow you can see her heart sink<<else>>. When you mention that you're doing lab tomorrow, you can see her heart sink<</if>>. But, she stops herself from getting upset and says she'll probably be exempt after what happened. Apparently the burn cream the nurse used has the handy side effect of turning even an experienced predator's stomach from just a tiny taste, so she's hopeful that at the very least Slate will see that as unfair to the other student if a recent traumatic experience isn't enough to get out of it. After a while, you both decide to turn in for the night. Having already showered several times after her escape, Emma just quickly brushes her teeth and crawls into bed. You notice her really struggling to find a comfortable position, wincing from one of her burns every time she starts to settle in.<<elseif $day2Workout or (($day2Hunt is not "none") and ($eatenByAlex is false))>><<if $leahDitched>>You feel a little bad about it, but right now you really aren't in the mood for anything but lazing around in your own dorm. Unfortunately you didn't get her phone number, so you'll just have to apologize the next time you see her.<<else>>The Monday Massacre seems to truly be over, as the campus remains quiet and peaceful on your walk back. In fact, the only other person you came across after leaving the dining hall even gave you a very friendly wave.<</if>> Arriving at your room, you unlock the door and step inside. You find the room empty when you walk in, which worries you a little<<if $eatenByZoeyMulti>> considering Emma seemed set on not leaving the room again for anything<</if>>. Stopping yourself from stressing too much about it, <<if $day2Workout>>you grab your towel and head into the shower to finally freshen up after your workout. You don't take long, just enough to wash the residual sweat and accompanying stench off your body. Once you're done, you change right into your pajamas, not planning on going out again. Just as you finish getting dressed,<<else>>you sit back on your bed and pull out your laptop to pass the time. After just a little while,<</if>> the door clicks open and Emma walks back in... sporting a suspicious belly bulge. "Thanks for walking with me, see you later!" she says, waving to someone outside the room. "Oh, $name! Hey, glad you're still doing alright! I guess that probably was you I saw leaving the dining hall. <<if $day2Workout>>How'd your workout go?<<else>><<if $eatenByZoeyMulti>>How was 'wandering the campus'?<<else>>I guess the hunt didn't go so well?<</if>><</if>>" "<<if $day2Workout>>Pretty good! It looks like you had some fun without me<<elseif $eatenByZoeyMulti>>Eh, nothing too exciting<<if $metSam and ($day2Hunt is "courtyard")>>, though I did chat with someone from yesterday for a little bit<</if>>. It looks like //you// had some fun though<<else>>Nah, <<if $lostAlex>>almost had one but she got back out<<else>>it was a bust<</if>>," you reply, getting the sense that she's a little happy to find you without a gut. "It looks like you might have had more luck than me<</if>>," you tease, nodding at her belly. She seems surprised and puts one of her hands on it. It's not huge, but definitely rounded and sticking out further than her slim stomach ever has. "Haha oh, no no, this is all just normal food from the dining hall," she laughs, jiggling it a little. "I was suddenly absolutely starving earlier, it was weird. Couldn't really avoid another trip out of the room." "Right," you say. It does check out--even if she'd eaten someone the instant you parted ways her belly wouldn't have shrunk that much already. "So who was that at the door?" "Oh that was Sunny!" she chirps. <<if $metSunny>>"I'd asked <<if $metMallory>>Mallory<<else>>this girl I met yesterday<</if>> to go get dinner with me since you weren't here, and then we ran into her in the buffet line! <<if $sunnyRel < 1>>She's actually really cool!<<else>>It was nice chatting with her again,<</if>>" she explains.<<else>>"She's a junior I ran into at the dining hall, said she had no choice but to come say hi after watching me chug down so much pasta," she explains, laughing under her breath. "I was a little nervous<<if $day2LunchEmma>>, especially after earlier,<</if>> but she was super cool! Walked me back to my dorm to make sure no one tried to grab me last minute."<</if>> <<if $sunnyRel < 0>>"She still mad about the glasses thing?" you ask. "She //did// ask about you, and seemed happy you were still around?" "Cool..." you say, not sure if that's a good or bad thing.<<else>>"Nice, glad everything worked out," you say.<</if>> "You ready to settle in for the night?" "Oh yeah, I'm ready for this whole massacre thing to be over," she replies. You both chat idly for a little while on your beds, Emma doing something on her phone and you on your laptop. Eventually, Emma goes to shower and get ready for bed, and you prepare to bring an end to your day as well once she's out.<<else>><<if $leahDitched>>You feel a little bad about it, but right now you really aren't in the mood for anything but lazing around in your own dorm. Unfortunately you didn't get her phone number, so you'll just have to apologize the next time you see her.<<else>>The Monday Massacre seems to truly be over, as the campus remains quiet and peaceful on your walk back. In fact, the only other person you and Emma came across after leaving the dining hall even gave you a very friendly wave.<</if>> You follow Emma into the room, ready for a slow end to a hectic day. "Would you believe I'm still kinda hungry? I don't know what's gotten into me!" Emma says, falling back onto her bed with a hand on her stomach. "I'm telling you, it wasn't pasta your stomach was after," you joke. "I'm not just gonna grab some random girl cause I'm hungry, alright?<<if $eatenByZoeyMulti>> Especially not so soon after today...<</if>>" she replies, her tone just stern enough for you to know she's serious about dropping the subject. "But speaking of, congratulations to us! Both survivors of the Monday Massacre!<<if $eatenByZoeyMulti>> And only one close call.<</if>>" <<if $emmaRel > 2>>"To us!" you say, making the motion of raising a glass. "May tomorrow be less dangerous." "God I hope so, stress eating is probably what this is," Emma laughs, poking the slight bulge of her belly.<<else>>"Let's see how we fare in the //Tuesday// Massacre," you reply. "Omigod don't even joke! I don't think I can survive every day feeling like this," Emma says.<</if>> "Everyone saying that it's just the first day that everyone goes wild better be telling the truth..." "I'm looking forward to<<if ($introA > 0) or ($escapismA > 0)>> having more classes tomorrow, at least. I think I have the other two tomorrow on top of Escapism again<<if $escapismA < 0>>... or Escapism for the first time too actually I guess<</if>>," you say. "Still not thrilled about lab, but I am looking forward to sleeping in tomorrow. No classes till noon!" Emma replies.<<else>> actually getting to go to class tomorrow. I can't believe I actually managed to miss both of them," you laugh. "I know that's so rough! I don't have class till noon tomorrow so I can't wait to sleep in," Emma replies.<</if>> "So don't you dare wake me up in the morning!" "I'll be sure to make as much noise as I can." "Hey, I'm serious! You don't wanna deal with grumpy Emma," she laughs.<<if $emmaRel > 2>> "Unless you want someone to go to breakfast with you--extra sleep isn't as important as friendship," she adds with a smile. "No it's fine, get your beauty rest. You could really use it," you reply.<</if>> Before you know it, your eyes begin to droop and you can hear your bed calling your name. Once Emma has had her evening shower and gotten herself ready, you pull yourself up to prepare to put an end to the day.<</if>> [[Get ready for bed->September 2nd- End of Day]]

<<if $leahHangout>><<set $time to 26>><<include "TIME">><<set $overexerted to true>>After saying goodbye, you quietly step out into the hall, making sure to close the door gently behind you for Mallory's sake. There's no one else around at this hour as you creep down the stairs and back toward your dorm, though you do hear some suspicious moaning coming from one of the rooms you pass. You unlock the door and sneak inside. Emma is fast asleep already, and you're really feeling how late it is at this point, so you simply collapse onto your own bed without even changing.<<elseif $slateFailed>><<set $time to 21.5>><<include "TIME">>You head into the bathroom to get ready for bed. Already in your pajamas, you just brush your teeth and take a quick glance at yourself in the mirror before heading to bed.<<elseif $analByMatilda>><<set $time to 19>><<include "TIME">>You head into the bathroom to get ready for bed. It's pretty early for you, but at this point you just want to be done with the day. <<if $day2SunnyFlirt>>On a whim you check your phone, surprised to find you have a lot of missed messages. Then it comes back to you--Sunny! You'd totally forgotten. You quickly unlock your phone to see what she sent. A lot has piled up throughout the day. The first message reads: //"Hey, hope you didn't think I was kidding nerd :P Your buddy is really getting in the way of my unpacking//" It's followed by an overhead selfie of Sunny in her cluttered room, her bloated belly fully in frame. It's smooth and sagging a little, definitely smaller than at breakfast but still very large. She's flashing a peace sign at the camera with a big smile on her face, still wearing her sunglasses. Next, from a few hours later, there's a picture at an odd angle shot from below, looking up at her gut. She's sitting at a desk, only the lower half of her face visible due to the framing. Her belly has gotten considerably smaller, though it's still big enough to make her shirt ride up a fair amount. She's grabbing the soft bulge tight with her free hand, showing off how squishy it's gotten. "//She's making me super gassy in the middle of class :X You better not be making someone else gassy rn after I went through all this effort >:(//" Then, quite a bit later, there's one final batch of messages: "//Aaand she's all done! Maybe just like you, miss silent treatment! Got them nice and plumped up <3//" Below that is the picture you've been waiting for. It's another selfie of Sunny, only this time her stomach is flat and she's using her free hand to pull her shirt down, fully exposing her right breast. She's sticking her tongue out at the camera with a smirk. You start to feel a little warmer as your eyes stay glued to the image. Prying yourself away, you scroll down more. "//And don't forget about the CABOOSE!//" the next message says. Attached is a very shaky, terribly framed shot of her smacking her ass. "//Making these little updates was fun, who knew horny freshmen could actually improve your day! Maybe we'll do this again sometime ;) Unless I'm texting someone's gut rn Then I hope they're at least enjoying the vibration//" You smile and start to text back. "//Still alive, just been up someone's ass for the past eternity You just redeemed this whole day for me <3//" After a minute or so, Sunny replies: "//LMAOOO tough break, least you lived Think I owe you a big fat I told you so about the uniform Was it Matilda?//" "//Yeah, how'd you know?//" "//That's a total Matilda move Better luck tomorrow bud//" "//Thanks//" <<Sunny 1>> You grin as you put your phone away, in a much better mood than before. Still calling it a night, you brush your teeth and take a look at yourself in the mirror before heading off to bed.<<else>>Already in your pajamas, you just brush your teeth and take a quick glance at yourself in the mirror before heading to bed.<</if>><<else>><<set $time to 22>><<include "TIME">><<set $outfit to "pjs">><<set $outfitState to "normal">>You head into the bathroom to get ready for bed. <<if $day2SunnyFlirt and !$ateAlex>>While you've got complete privacy, you open your phone again to take a look at Sunny's message. "//Hope you're somewhere private that's not a gut, cause she's all done! Got them nice and plumped up <3//" Below that is the picture you've been waiting for. It's another selfie of Sunny, only this time her stomach is flat and she's using her free hand to pull her shirt down, fully exposing her right breast. She's sticking her tongue out at the camera with a smirk. You start to feel a little warmer as your eyes stay glued to the image. Prying yourself away, you scroll down more. "//And don't forget about the CABOOSE!//" the next message says. Attached is a very shaky, terribly framed shot of her smacking her ass. "//Making these little updates was fun, who knew horny freshmen could actually improve your day! Maybe we'll do this again sometime ;)//" You get a big grin on your face and quickly respond: "//Gladly ;)//". <<Sunny 1>> Putting your phone away, you go back to your usual routine<<else>>You run through the usual routine<</if>>, changing into pajamas,<<if $digestion > 2>> though it's a bit of a hassle with the added bulk ballooning out of your abdomen,<</if>> brushing your teeth, and clearing your makeup. Looking in the mirror, you smile. The first day of classes are through, and though they called it a massacre, you're still standing<<if $digestion > 1>>--and well fed, at that!<<else>>.<</if>> You take one last look at yourself before heading off to sleep and putting a cap on your first real day at MVA.<</if>> <<if !$leahHangout>><<include "Weight Gain">>\ <</if>><<Recap>> [[Go to sleep->September 2nd to 3rd]]

<<set $time to 9.5>><<include "TIME">><<set $eatenByBetty to true>><<set $predName to "Betty">><<set $predSS to 36>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to false>><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "Betty(TEXT)">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "Betty_Actions">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Betty- Escape">>Not sure where else to go before your class, you decide to head back to your dorm. You turn away from the door and start to walk back down the stairwell. When you're about to step onto the first floor, something knocks into your legs and sends you crashing to the ground. You see a pair of red heels in front of you and look up--it's Alice. She's inspecting her nails on one hand with the other on her hip, then tilts her head down to you with a look of complete disinterest. "Hey $name," she says. You start to push yourself back up but someone else suddenly throws themself on top of you and gets a tight grip on your arms, then another set of hands grabs your legs. Alice crouches down to get closer to you, a sadistic smile growing on her face. "Squirming on the floor is a good look for you." "What the fuck do you want? Don't you have 'other plans' to take care of?" you say, trying to hide your panic at the current situation. You turn your head back and see that Cassidy is pinning your arms, while Betty has your legs... and she's starting to remove your shoes. "Oh I do, I'm not settling for less than a sophomore meal today. But I guess you did something to really piss off Betty yesterday. I couldn't resist the opportunity to take you out of the picture," she sneers, bringing her face even closer to yours. "Enjoy the trip~" You feel your feet get shoved into the warm, wet embrace of Betty's mouth. You try to squirm away, but with the position you're in there's little you can do to fight it. As Betty starts to swallow you down deeper, Alice makes the situation even more hopeless by pinning your head beneath her foot. "Cass, get her backpack off," Alice commands. "On it!" Cassidy says, starting to wrestle one of your arms through the strap of your bag. "GET OFF... OF ME" you groan. Despite your best efforts to fight her off, the girl manages to unhook one of your arms, and once it's free removing the other is child's play. You hear your things get unceremoniously tossed aside. All the while you've been sinking deeper and deeper into Betty, almost all of your legs wrapped in moist, pulsating flesh by now. "Pathetic..." Alice says, pressing down harder on your head. "Oh yeah, so pathetic you needed three people to take me down," you say in a strained voice, not intending to give her the satisfaction of cowering or groveling. Betty just made it up to your ass, and now you can feel her and Cassidy working together to feed your hands into her mouth. <<if $buttSize > 24>>She seems to briefly struggle to fit your butt into her throat, but with<<else>>With<</if>> one more gulp your entire lower body slips into her constricting insides. Alice steps off of you and you're lifted up into the air, Betty repositioning herself to get you down more effectively. "Come on Alice, you're really gonna let this bitch have me instead of you?" you say, taking a stab in the dark at getting out of this. <<if $eatenByAlice or $eatenByAliceCookout>>"Too afraid you'll lose roun-"<<else>>"I thought we had something spe-"<</if>> Alice clamps one of her hands over your mouth. "Food doesn't talk, $name," she says with a scowl. Your eyes go wide and her scowl turns into a toothless smile as she starts to use her hand to push down on you, forcing you deeper into Betty at an accelerated rate. <<if $breastSize > 18>>Your chest is the only thing that gives her slight pause as you helplessly slide into her body<<else>>You slide helplessly into her body<</if>>, Alice's piercing eyes being the last thing you see before Betty's lips close around your head and seal you inside. "//*UUrpck*// Gah..." Betty lets out an odd mix of a cough and a burp as the last of you curls up into the tight embrace of her stomach. "That fucking hurt Alice, never force-//*uurp*//-feed me again," Betty growls, coughing a few more times. "Oh suck it up," Alice says. You feel something jab into your back through Betty's stomach. "Be grateful I let you have her in the first place." "This was so much fun!" Cassidy chimes in, followed by what you assume is the feeling of her cradling Betty's gut. "Can we, like, catch one for me too?" "No, I need at least one of you in a position to be useful later. I only indulged Betty with this because $name really needed to be put in her place." "LET ME GO ASSHOLES!" you scream, starting to thrash around inside Betty. The awkward position you're in from going down feet first isn't doing you any favors. The stomach walls clench hard around you in response to your protest. "//*OOOURRP*// Not a chance, bitch. Garbage like you is barely even fit to be food," Betty sneers. "You know, you wouldn't be here if you hadn't <<if $emmaRelation1 > 1>>fucked with<<else>>interrupted<</if>> me //*urp*// yesterday. But now I get to use you as an appetizer--as soon as you're done melting, breaking down, churning into the fat you were always meant to be, I'm just going to go find Emma again," she laughs. You hear a dull, muffled thud somewhere nearby. "Hmm, shame, she didn't keep her room key in her bag," Alice says. "I should have had Cassidy take it off of her so we could pay that blonde brat a visit later. It might not digest, Betty, keep an eye out for it when you're done with her." "Uh, gross? No, I'm not gonna do that." "Then I'll just make you cough it up once she's gone. Come on, we're moving."<<set $sceneAttack to 0>><<set $sceneDefense to 0>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "preyOptions">></div>

<<if $acidStage < 2>><<set $time to 9.75>><<include "TIME">>Refusing to be made into a meal by Alice and her crew, you lash out at the walls with all of your might. <<if $acidStage is 0>>You keep <<else>>Even as acid is being splashed up into your face from the motion, you keep up your onslaught, <</if>>thrashing about without giving her a moment to rest. You can feel the stomach walls starting to stiffen a bit and let out a few strange sounding grumbles--it's working. "//*uuUURrp*// Jesus you're feisty<<if $acidStage > 0>> all of a sudden<</if>>," Betty says, stopping in her tracks<<if $acidStage is 0>> after only just starting to move<</if>>. "You think I ca-//*Urp*//-can't take it? Try m//hrk//-"<<if $acidStage is 0>> "Are you, like, okay Betty?" Cassidy asks.<</if>> You're breathing is heavy and by now you're sweating from more than just the heat, but you're determined to break free. You keep fighting against the walls and shifting within your slimy prison, managing to work yourself into an odd position where you're pretty much laying horizontally. With one more good blow the stomach walls crush in on you hard and an undulating pressure begins to try and force you upward--this is it! "You can't be serious," Alice and Betty say at the exact same time, Betty in a much more strained tone. Just as she finishes talking you start to get pushed back up into her esophagus and you feel her clutch her gut. It only takes a few seconds before your face is sliding back over her tongue and her lips part, letting light finally shine on you again. You're greeted by a very judgemental Alice as the rest of your head breaks free, looking down on Betty with her arms crossed and a scowl on her face. It doesn't take long before you're completely free again, collapsed in a slimy heap on the floor. <<if $turn < 3>>Knowing you're not out of danger yet, you get to your feet as quickly as possible and back away a bit from the group. Your clothes and hair are completely soaked with Betty's saliva and stomach acid, and you're pretty exhausted from the escape, but otherwise you're still feeling fine. Betty is knelt over on the ground coughing, with Cassidy patting her back. "That was what? One minute? Stunning work Betty," Alice chides. "Maybe I need to reconsider where we stand." "<<if $eatenByAlice or $eatenByAliceCookout>>She got out of you too bitch...<<else>>Fuck you...<</if>>" Betty replies between coughs. <<if $eatenByAlice or $eatenByAliceCookout>>"Yeah don't be so smug, I made short work of you yesterday too," you gloat, giving the group a wide berth as you walk over to pick up your bag. "Now I hope you've learned your lesson this time, but if we do this again at least let me try the third one on for size alright?" you add, winking at Cassidy. The look on Alice's face tells you she's considering going back on her decision not to eat you, so you make sure to hurry away from the scene once you have your bag in hand.<<else>>You walk over to pick your bag up off the ground, giving the group a wide berth. Not wanting to get Betty's juices on it, you hold it away from your body making as little contact as you can. Cassidy is giving you an eager look while she comforts Betty. "Hey Alice how about I-" she starts to say. "No, I don't want to turn this into an even bigger embarrassment," Alice grumbles. "If you think this is over, you're wrong," she says, glaring at you. "Of course, someone needs to pay for ruining this outfit," you say, starting to head down the hall without waiting for a response.<</if>><<else>>You're exhausted and a little disoriented from the escape, staying where you are on the ground for a bit to orient yourself. Taking a deep breath of fresh air, you finally get back on your feet and step back from the scene of the crime. You can feel that your clothes are in tatters from the time spent inside Betty, your shirt basically gone but your <<if $outfit is "uniform">>skirt<<else>>shorts<</if>> surprisingly still completely intact other than some fraying at the edges. Luckily, you can still feel your room key where you left it--tucked into your bra. "What an embarrassment..." Alice sighs. "Maybe I need to reconsider where we stand, Betty." "<<if $eatenByAlice or $eatenByAliceCookout>>She got out of you too bitch...<<else>>Fuck you...<</if>>" Betty replies between coughs. Looking around, you notice that you're nearly in the same hallway as your dorm, only a few doors away. You start to back away from the group toward safety.<<set $folder to false>><</if>><<else>><<set $time to 10>><<include "TIME">><<set $folder to false>><<set $outfitState to "gone">>Your head is starting to get hazy from all the time you've spent stewing away, but you're determined to escape. Using the jostling from the stairs to your advantage, you muster all your strength and thrust your legs forward. It works--you feel Betty lose her balance and fall forward. A second later your shins are struck by something hard, the stomach walls compress and squish tight around you, and after a terrifying moment of being completely submerged in acid your head is forced back up into her esophagus. The moment your head pushes out, the flood gates are opened and the rest of you is rocketed out of her, sent sliding across the landing at the top of the stairs in a pool of vomit. Finally freed from the dank confines of her stomach, you gasp for fresh air, too exhausted initially to even pick yourself up off the ground. Shakily you push yourself up onto all fours. You spot something shining in the mess of bile right in front of you and grab it. "Seriously Betty?" Alice grumbles. "This is just embarrassing..." "<<if $eatenByAlice or $eatenByAliceCookout>>She got out of you too bitch...<<else>>Fuck you...<</if>>" Betty replies between coughs. Something splatters onto your back and you jolt to attention, getting to your feet with your key held tight. Alice is standing right next to you, looking furious. Did she... spit on you? You don't have time to worry about it as it suddenly comes to your attention that you're completely exposed, your clothes melted away by Betty's acids. You can see a few tiny scraps still floating in the pool on the floor. "I'm still not going to bother with you today, $name, so count your blessings," Alice says. "Now get out of my sight." Your head's still a bit fuzzy and you can't quite think of anything to respond with. Instead, you reach out and put your free hand on her face, smearing it with the disgusting slime you're coated in. "//Eeugh!//" Alice shrieks, jumping back and frantically trying to wipe it off. You hurry toward the stairs before she can try anything in retaliation, passing by Betty who's still slouched on the top step looking sick. <<Alice -1>><</if>> <<include "playerPreyEscape">>[[Hurry to your dorm->Betty- Recovery]]

<<set $time to 9.75>><<include "TIME">><<set $metMatilda to true>><<set $metMaeve to true>><<set $analByMatilda to true>><<set $minaEnd to "unknown">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "Matilda Strikes(TEXT)">><<if $class1WrongDoor>>Positive you know where you're going this time, you head back downstairs. As you round the corner to head to class, however, you walk straight into another girl. "Oh s-sorry about that," you say, taking a step back. She's a little on the heavier side and incredibly tall, to the point that you have to look up to see her face. Her orange hair is very messy, even obscuring her eyes a bit in places, and her face is drenched with freckles. She's giving you a wicked grin. "You lost freshie? Just went up those stairs a minute ago and you're already back," the girl says, stepping forward to close the space you gave her. You try to step away again but she grabs your shirt to hold you in place. "Uh, I gotta g-get to class..." you stutter, trying to push her hand away. "Oh don't worry, I know where you need to go," she tells you. One of her legs sweeps behind yours, knocking you onto your knees. "Here, I'll help you along.~" "Uh-" Before you can manage to protest or move away, the girl turns around, pulls down her panties, and pushes your head under her skirt in a shockingly quick and fluid motion.<<else>><<if $walkEmma>>You start heading down the hallway, straight to the classroom, hoping that being a little early will mean there are less people prowling the halls. However, when you turn around the corner you walk straight into another girl.<<else>>You start heading down the hall to class. If you're remembering correctly, it should be the last room on the right if you just go straight from the dorm hallway. Just as you're passing the intersection with the main hall, a girl steps out in front of you and you walk directly into her.<</if>> "Oh s-sorry about that," you say, taking a step back. She's a little on the heavier side and incredibly tall, to the point that you have to look up to see her face. Her orange hair is very messy, even obscuring her eyes a bit in places, and her face is drenched with freckles. She's giving you a wicked grin. "No worries kid, I know how you can make it up to me," she says, stepping forward to close the space you gave her. "Ya see, I just love the way newbies squirm..." You try to make a break for it, but before you've even made it one step she sweeps her leg under you and knocks you to the ground. As you start to try and get up, she grabs your hair and pulls your head up. She's squatting over you, giving you a view straight up her skirt. To your horror, she uses her free hand to pull down her panties and starts to drag you closer.<</if>> You're pressed firmly into her rear, your nose planted just below the girl's asshole. You try to use your arms to push her away, but you're stunned as, with a firm push to the back of your head, you suddenly find yourself squeezed into her body down to your neck. "Ah~, yeah, that's it," the girl grunts. Your head is wrapped tight by the warm, slick walls of her insides and a foul stench assaults your nose. You can feel the soft flesh of her thighs resting against your shoulders. While you're still processing what's happening, she manages to pry off your bag. Life has not adequately prepared you for this situation, but you try your best to escape, grabbing out for anything to use as leverage to pull your head free. Just as you grip her legs, she throws her weight down over you, forcing your body into hers. In the span of a second, you find yourself squished deep into the dark tunnel of her intestines, only your hands and legs left sticking out of her. The pressure is intense, the fleshy insides hugging your body tight, and you're sliding even deeper in. You're helpless as you feel the girl get back on her feet, then effortlessly pull in the rest of you using only her inner muscles. It's over--you feel her anus close around your toes, sealing you inside the rank confines of her body. "Mmmm..." the girl moans. You feel her pat her belly. "Damn do I love freshman move in." "Honestly Matilda, I can't believe you do this kind of shit right in the middle of the hall. Have a little class," you hear a muffled voice comment. You can't make out her voice well enough to tell if it was meant seriously or in jest. Everything happened so quickly that you hadn't even realized there was someone else with her. "Oh you're one to talk Maeve, waddling around with two in the tank," your captor replies. "Just a little bit excessive, don't you think?" "Only one of us waddles, and it's not the one that can keep the pounds off," the other girl retorts. "Ha! You're off your game M, that was weak," Matilda replies. You can feel her laughter reverberating through her body.<<if $sunnyInfo1 is 1>> Your heart skips a beat as a realization hits you. Maeve. Like, "queen of the school" Maeve that Sunny warned you about this morning. She even said she'd probably have a "tall ginger bitch" with her--fits the bill for the girl whose ass you've found yourself in. You never imagined things could go this south this fast.<<elseif ($samInfo1 > 1)>> You never imagined things could go this south this fast. But, the name Maeve rings a bell after your conversation with Sam yesterday. It's worth a shot...<</if>> <<if $samInfo1 is 2>><<set $maeveSisterRelation to 1>>"W-Wait is that Maeve? Maeve McKenn?" you cry out frantically. "I'm friends with your sister, Sam!" "Shit..." you hear the other voice mutter. "I didn't think she'd cause problems this quickly..." "Oh come on, that's the easiest excuse you can pull, obviously she's bluffing," Matilda says. While this conversation is happening, you can feel yourself slowly sliding deeper into her intestines. "Yeah but she's a //freshman//, on the //first day//, how the fuck would she know we're related from just my name if Sam hadn't told her," Maeve replies. She sighs. "I'll talk to Sam later, just don't digest her, got it?" "Don't need to worry there, as long as she struggles nice and good for me I was already planning on letting her back out... eventually," she laughs, rubbing you through the bulge of her gut. "With //someone// out here making comments about my weight, I figure it'd be good to leave a few of 'em around to play with." "You. Give me your name," Maeve says, much clearer and closer than before. You feel a sharp jab on your leg when she speaks. "<<print $name[0]>>-$name!" you reply. "If I find out you //are// lying, Matilda is going to be the least of your worries," she hisses. "Maeve, you look stupid talking to my belly like that," Matilda cuts in. "You look stupid all the time. Let's go." A chill runs down your spine from Maeve's comment. It seems like, at this point, Sam vouching for you might be your only hope of getting out of Matilda's rancid colon in one piece.<<else>>"L-Let me go! This is disgusting!" you shout, your words coming out a little slurred with how cramped your surroundings are. You can feel yourself slowly sliding deeper, odd groans and squishing sounds popping up around you as her intestines draw you in. "Aw, thanks!" Matilda laughs. "I try to keep it nice and fresh down there for my guests." You seem to finally come to a stop, the walls of her intestines still occasionally rippling and throbbing around you but nothing dragging you in. It's hard to get a good read on your position, but you feel like you're angled downward, your legs bent at the hip above your head. You try to push out with your arms, but the walls constricting you barely budge. "There you go freshie, you're getting it! Squirm nice and good for me in there~" Matilda purrs, running a hand along the form of your body in her stomach. "And you're a lucky girl you know! Been hearin' comments about my weight, not gonna name names, so I'm not gonna digest you. Need a few left to play around with, you know. Just keep me feeling good through the day and I'll let you back out in one piece... eventually." "I'm sure you'll eat one before the day is through anyway. Come on," you hear Maeve say. "Well a girl's gotta have lunch!" Matilda laughs.<</if>> You feel yourself sway and bounce as she starts to walk down the hall again, your body locked tight in her bowels. You were ready for the possibility of getting eaten, but not like this. Forced up someone's ass and treated like a toy--it's demeaning. You haven't even gotten to your first class yet, you can't let //this// be the end. <div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "matildaSpecialSetup">></div>

<<set $time to 9.75>><<include "TIME">><<set $metCherry to true>><<set $wrongClassroomStars to "yes">>Feeling confident that it was room 135,<<if $walkEmma>> you check the numbers of the nearby rooms and head in what seems like the right direction, taking a right from the stairwell. As it turns out your decision of which hall to take was irrelevant; the room is right on the opposite corner of this block of halls.<<else>> you head down the hall in the same direction Emma went. When you reach the intersection you take a left, if you're reading the room numbers right it should be just around the corner this way.<</if>> To your relief you make it to the door of the classroom without encountering any of the upperclassmen. There are a few students inside already but it doesn't look like the teacher has started yet--this must be the place! None of the girls you can see through the window look familiar to you, but it's not like you've met every freshman already. Just as you grab the door handle, someone else approaches the room. "That's weird, I don't recognize you..." a fairly tall girl with black hair says to you. She has a stud in her nose and is wearing a black spaghetti strap tank top. What catches your attention more is the girl next to her, who has short, unnaturally bright red hair. "Me neither! You sure you got the right room?" the other girl says, stopping in front of you and leaning against the wall with one arm. She's wearing an unbuttoned red shirt over a short black tube top with frayed jean shorts, leaving most of her midriff exposed. Now that she's this close you notice that her eyes are red too. "This is Anal Vore II." You tense up, but do your best not to look panicked. This is absolutely //not// the right room. It might not be smart to admit that to them, but how are you going to get out of this if you don't when you're already at the door? [[Lie to Them->Wrong Door- Prove Yourself]] <<link "Admit Your Mistake">><<replace "#choices">> <<set $metProfStars to true>>There isn't much time to think about it, but you figure they'd pretty easily call your bluff anyway and decide to tell them the truth. You don't need to mention you're a freshman, what's the worst that could happen? "Oh shit yeah, that's not me. Must still be waking up," you say with a laugh that comes out much more nervous than you meant it to. The two girls exchange a look and smile. "Told you, //definitely// a freshman," the dark haired girl says, starting to walk around to the other side of you. "A <<if $fat >= 20>>plump<<else>>cute<</if>> one too! How do you want to choose Liv?" the red haired girl says<<if $fat >= 20>>, poking your pudgy belly<</if>>. You start to back away from the door but "Liv" puts a hand on your shoulder and grips it tight. "How about a little tug of war? If we're going to skip out on class for this might as well still get some practice in, eh?" she replies. You're sweating in place, but just as you're about to try making a break for it the door in front of you opens. "You won't be skipping class unless you want to spend the next one in my ass," a tall woman standing in the doorway says. She has blonde hair and glasses, and the look on her face tells you she's pleased with herself for that line. She's wearing a dark blue dress with a loose light blue shirt over it. "Olivia, Cherry. Quit harassing freshmen and get in here." Like dogs that just spotted a squirrel, all of the girls in the classroom snap their attention to you as soon as the woman says the word freshman. You'd laugh if you weren't terrified for your life. Luckily this seems to be the teacher, so you're hopeful that you've just been bailed out of this situation. "Yes Miss Stars..." Olivia sighs, letting go of you and trudging into the room. Cherry gives you a pat on the back and mouths "later" before following her friend in. "Now where are you supposed to be?" the woman asks you, hands on her hips. "I uh, I was looking for the room for Intro to Vore?" you tell her. She sighs. "You're probably one of Juniper's, I don't want her getting mad at me. You'll be in 115, hurry if you don't want to be late," she says, making a 'shoo' gesture with her hand. "Thank you ma'am!" you say, immediately taking off back up the hall. "Don't call me ma'am, I'm not that old!" she shouts after you. [[Hurry to class->September 2nd- Intro to Vore I]] <</replace>><</link>>

<<set $wrongClassroomStars to "tested">>There isn't much time to think about it, so without considering what your next step will be you decide you're going to try and lie your way out of this. "Of course I am, I can't say I remember you guys from last year either," you say as confidently as you can manage. You take your hand off the door and start to consider your next move for getting out of this. The red haired girl whispers something to the other one, then they both smile. "Well great, that's perfect! I was hoping for someone to give me a quick refresher before class, summer has my brain all frazzled. You can help me out right?" the dark haired girl asks excitedly, grabbing your arm and starting to pull you along with her down the hall without waiting for you to respond. "Uh, well-" you start to stammer, but get cut off by the redhead. "My name's Cherry and that's Olivia, since I guess we haven't met somehow," she says, grinning. "Who the hell are you?" "Er, $name... Listen I-" you reply, still getting dragged down the hall by Olivia. "Good, no one else is in here, let's get started!" Olivia beams, cutting you off yet again. She pulls you into a bathroom, finally letting go once you're all through the door. She locks it behind you, and before you can say anything Cherry puts her hands on your shoulders and starts to guide you toward one of the stalls, sliding your backpack off in the process. "This is a private enough spot right? Let's get started!" she says, pushing you into the stall. You've pretty much lost any confidence you had at this point, backed up against the toilet with your hands on the walls beside you and a worried look in your eyes. Both of the girls are standing at the entrance, staring at you expectantly. "Well?" Cherry asks, raising an eyebrow. "W-what?" you reply. "You're giving us a demonstration, showing her how it's done!" she says, patting Olivia's back. "How you gonna do that when you're all covered up?" "Yeah, you gotta lose the shorts if you're ever gonna fit me up there," Olivia says, taking her shoes off and stepping forward. "You sure you know how to do this? Someone who's already done a semester of this should-" "YES! Yeah, of course I know what to do, I just... I uh..." you spit out, sweating. "God, hurry up up then! We don't have long before class," she says. With another step forward and a quick hand motion she snaps open your button and unzips your shorts. "Here I'll just-" "NO!" you shout out, slapping her hand away. You start to blush. "I-I'll get it..." Not seeing any other way forward, you gently slide your shorts down your legs and deposit them on the floor. "You're embarrassed just from that?" Olivia says, stifling a laugh. "You know I'm going under the panties too, right? I'm starting to think maybe I should be giving //you// the demonstration here..." "Oh come on Liv, you asked for her help, let her show you how it's done!" Cherry chimes in. She's leaning against the right wall of the stall with an amused look on her face. "$name's the master here, she doesn't need your advice." "I never said I w-" "Right, right! Ok then 'master'," Olivia says, laughing, "you're the predator and I'm the prey, show me how it's done!" They've clearly called your bluff and are just seeing how far you'll take it. You're starting to think this might be worse than just letting one of them eat you and taking your chances there--you've never experimented with putting //anything// in your butt, skipping straight to shoving an entire stranger up there is sure to be an unpleasant experience even if you do manage to pull it off. But you're already this deep into it, and if she's really going to just let you do it... "Yeah, uh, alright, so... get under me?" you say with a gulp. "Of course! So wise, I've been trying to remember the proper angle of approach this whole time," Olivia says with a stupid grin on her face. She gets down on her knees and looks up at you, barely concealing her amusement as she waits for more instructions.<<if $buttSize > 14>> "You know, you've got a pretty cute butt freshie!"<</if>> You turn around and bend over with your hands on the toilet seat. After taking a deep breath, you pull your panties down just enough to expose your bare ass to the two girls. "<<if $buttSize > 14>>Th-Thanks... <</if>>Alright so, uh, the key is to always start with... the arms," you say, looking over your shoulder worriedly. "That way they have a harder time breaking free once you've started." "Right, that rings a bell. Here I'll help you get started..." Olivia says. You tense up as a hand grabs one of your cheeks and pulls it aside, then gasp and nearly drop yourself as her other hand thrusts straight inside you. A moment later she slides her initial hand in to join the other, your anus stretched tight around her wrists. "Alright, now pull me in!" <<link "Here goes nothing...">> <<set _checkType to "anal">> <<set _baseline to 8>> <<set _modifier to 0>> <<include "voreCheck">> <<if _swallow>> <<goto "Prove Yourself- Success">> <<else>> <<set $stamina -= 5>> <<goto "Prove Yourself- Failure">> <</if>> <</link>> <<link "Can't afford to fail, give it all you've got">> <<set $stamina -= 15>> <<goto "Prove Yourself- Success">> <</link>>

<<set $preySize to 5>><<set $fullness += $preySize>><<set $time to 10>><<include "TIME">>It seems impossible, you're already feeling uncomfortable from just the pressure of her hands, but at this point you're way too deep in to not at least try. You clench your muscles experimentally, getting a feel for how to even pull //in// effectively down there. "Gotta say, I don't think 'massage your prey's hands' was one of the steps we were taught," Olivia says. "Not that this doesn--Whoop!" @@color:yellowgreen;Somehow, you've done it.@@ Making your first real attempt, you tug her in a few inches. Encouraged by the feeling of her sliding in, you strain yourself to keep up the pressure and manage to get her in up to her elbows before needing to stop and rest. You can feel that her head is close enough to your hole that it's slightly spreading your cheeks, and having her this deep in... you're starting to get why some people prefer this method. "There we go, you're gettin' it," Cherry chimes in. A part of you somehow managed to forget she was there watching all of this. "What do you mean 'getting it'? She's clearly an expert, it's why sh-mmph!" Mid-sentence, you reach back one arm and press Olivia's head into your rear. Taking a deep breath, you push in with your hand, clench your inner muscles, and even lean back into her all at once. With an odd //*shlurk*// sound her head is forced inside, along with her arms nearly up to the shoulder. "Aaah~! F-Fuck..." you cry out as you feel her arms shift deep into your intestines. Your face is as red as Cherry's hair knowing that she's just watching this happen. You look down, panting slightly while you recover, and place a hand on your abdomen curiously. Her arms and head are making pretty distinct bulges, but it's not like that's a new sensation. What's fascinating to you in the moment is that you can see it swell up as it's happening--normally your prey gets in the way of seeing your own belly until it's already full. You squeeze your muscles and pull her in a bit further, up to her shoulders, watching the bulges grow and adjust in your belly. "Hey, that was actually a pretty good move!" Olivia says, muffled by your body. The vibrations of her talking send a tingle up your spine. "Yeah, it almost looks like you might know what you're doing," Cherry says. "Who said... I didn't..." you reply, a little strained. As pleasant as the pressure on the inside is, having your sphincter stretched this far is still pretty painful, and you're feeling ready to be done with this even though you still have most of her body to go. Getting a little more bold now that you've got the widest part of her in, you start to sit down over her rather than pull with your muscles. You let out an involuntary moan as, slowly but surely, her entire torso slides into your rectum. You end up making it just past her butt before ending up splayed on the ground with her legs sprouting out from under you. "Hope you're taking notes in there Liv, this is some good stuff," you hear Cherry laugh from behind you. Down to her thighs, you're in the home stretch now. Despite very clearly being exhausted, knowing that you're over the hump fills you with confidence to get this done. You lean back a bit with your legs raised and clench your muscles tight, pulling in the rest of her legs as quickly as you can. You keep up the pressure until finally you feel her toes graze your skin. You reach your arms around your bulging gut, and with both hands force her feet inside you. At long last your hole is relieved of the pressure and clenches shut, sealing the girl inside you. You collapse back, sprawled out on the ground and panting from the ordeal, your cheeks rosy with both pleasure and embarrassment. "Hahh... And that's how it's done..." you say. Cherry is looming over you with a big grin on her face. She starts to slow clap. "Bravo, $name!" she laughs. "Never seen a freshie manage to go all the way without practice." "Haha yeah I can tell this is your first time, it's tight //as hell// in here," Olivia says from inside you. "It's a bit cozy to be totally real with you, and I'm sure it feels great for you... but intestines ain't the nicest smelling place, so how about we end this demonstration now?" "Uh, yeah..." you say. You struggle up into a sitting position, taking a moment to admire your gut. You've never had anyone this deep inside you before, it's a distinctly different feeling than having someone in your stomach. The pressure is more intense, but in a good way, like you're wrapped tight around your prey rather than just holding them inside you. The bulge Olivia is making even looks different than usual--your belly is resting a bit lower and you can actually vaguely see how she's bent around the curvature of your intestines. You jump a bit from a sudden movement deep in your bowels. "Hello? Letting me out time yeah? I'm definitely gonna hurt you if I get out on my own, so I'd rather not," Olivia says, prodding your insides again. "Oh yeah, it's cool that you were able to pull it off at all, but if she'd resisted even a little bit you'd have been fucked," Cherry says. She offers you a hand getting back onto your feet. "Uh, alright then, let's get you out of there," you say. Thinking about it, you aren't sure you want to let her out. You're safe from Cherry with this big of a gut, while if you let her out you'll be left with two potential predators while you're exhausted, not to mention that it feels incredible having her in there... <<link "Push her out">><<replace "#choice">><<set $fullness -= $preySize>><<set $preySize to 0>>Knowing you'd just end up having to deal with an angrier Olivia if you didn't listen, you decide to let her out. She made you squirm with just a poke, there's no way you could keep her in if she were to really start to struggle. You're not quite sure what the best way to go about this is, but you can feel that her feet are still pretty close to the exit so you decide to just... go for it. You squat down, facing away from Cherry, and start to push as hard as you can. At least this motion is familiar to you. Slowly but surely you feel her feet slide back down your rectum and push out into the world. You manage to get her out to about her knees before needing to give your muscles a break. "Hoo! It feels cold out there now..." Olivia says. She wiggles a bit inside of you and you gasp, leaning forward and grabbing the toilet again to brace yourself. Reflexively, you pull her a few inches deeper. "Heh, sorry, I'll sit still." With a deep breath you go back to pushing, slowly releasing the girl from your bowels. You look down at your belly, somewhat mesmerized by the movement of Olivia gently retracting from your intestines and sliding back through you. When you get to her hips you pause again, your rear once more painfully pushed to its limits. "Here, I'll help you out," Cherry says mischievously. "Wait don't-" you try to say, having a feeling you know what she's about to do. Cherry ignores your plea, grabs Olivia's legs, and yanks her backwards. You yelp and grip the seat tight as your prey gets rapidly pulled back out of you. In less time than it took just to get to her knees, her entire torso races out of your ass, leaving only her head inside with your sphincter gripped tight around her neck. After she has a moment to adjust to the sudden change herself, you feel Olivia's hands reach up to grab your cheeks. She pushes on you and pulls herself back, freeing her head with an audible //*pop*//. "Whew, finally some fresh air!" Olivia says, getting back onto her feet. Her hair is in complete disarray and she's coated in a thin layer of a slimy substance. She starts to stretch herself out after being cramped into your insides. "By the way, not cool Cherry, I was trying //not// to hurt her." "I-I'm ok..." you say, rubbing your backside after the ordeal. Your legs are a bit wobbly as you rise back to an upright position. You almost immediately pull your panties back up, tired of being indecent. "Haha y'know, you're a good sport $name, I like you," Cherry says as you put your shorts back on. "Yeah I was totally gonna eat you as soon as you failed at this, but you gave me a pretty good ride! What class were you supposed to be at?" Olivia asks you. "Intro to Vore..." you say, still a little shaky. No sense pretending you're not a freshman anymore. "Prolly learned more here than you will your first day in that," Cherry chuckles. "Hmm... unless you're unlucky you've got Juniper for that, she was standing outside 115 when me and Cherry walked past. That's probably where you need to go," Olivia tells you, trying to fix her hair a bit. "Mmm, I'm definitely gonna have to miss class to go shower..." "You do smell," Cherry chimes in with a grin. The two of them step out of the stall so you can pass through. "Uh, thank you" you say, walking out and grabbing your bag. "I should probably get going..." "Catch you later!" Cherry says. You notice that she licks her lips afterwards and start to get worried again. "Maybe we'll do this again some time," Olivia says with a wink. You hurry back into the hall. <<set $analProficiency += 1>>@@color:lime;You do feel like you've learned something from this...@@ <<Cherry 1>> [[Go to Class->September 2nd- Intro to Vore I]]<</replace>><</link>> [[Pull her in->Prove Yourself- Anal Vore Olivia]]

<<set $time to 10.25>><<include "TIME">><<set $pacifist to false>><<set $analAteOlivia to true>><<set $preyName to "Olivia">><<set $preyHealthMax to 22>><<set $preyResilience to 3>><<set $preyFrustration to 2>><<set $preyExhaustion to 0>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "AnalOlivia_PredActions">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "AnalOlivia_Struggle">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "AnalOlivia(TEXT)">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Anal Vore Olivia- Failure">><<set $stamina -= 15>>\ You can't help yourself--she was willing to feed herself to you, why not go all the way? You start doing your best to tense up the muscles in your gut and pull her even deeper into your digestive tract. Without any practice exerting control on this part of your body, movement is a bit slow, but you can feel her pushing deeper in. After a few moments the pressure inside you somehow grows even more intense than before, almost a little painful--she must have started to feed into your small intestine. "Hey I know you're not that experienced down here so, as a heads up, you want to do the //opposite// of what you're doing now," Olivia says, prodding you to get your attention again. Her words are a bit slurred, like she's having difficulty moving her mouth to get them out. You pause for a moment, knowing if she starts to resist there's no way you can manage, but having her this far along... "Oh right, right, just a second," you say with smug grin. Your predatory instincts have really kicked in and you're determined to finish what you started. Cherry is giving you a knowing smile. You take a deep breath, then clench your muscles as hard as you can. Immediately you start to feel her squeeze through your guts much faster than before, like your body is eager to get her packed away. Your bloated belly twitches and shifts as your prey is moved through the labyrinth of your intestines. "H-Hey woah, still wrong!" Olivia says, sounding worried for the first time. You can feel her start to struggle within you, the sensation making your whole body shiver, but you refuse to relent. "$name!" Her resistance only slows her passage a little bit, your guts still hungrily sliding her closer and closer to your stomach. You start to pant a bit from the exhaustion, but keep up the pressure. Then, with one of the most unusual sensations you've ever experienced, you feel her head pop out of your intestines and into your stomach. The rest of her follows suit and you watch as the bulge in your belly grows a bit larger and sags a bit lower than before from her transition into the looser organ. A bit to your surprise, her entry still elicits a belch even coming from the other end. @@color:lime;You feel like your ass is never going to be the same after this, but that might not be a bad thing...@@<<set $analProficiency += 1>> "I //said// to let me out," Olivia growls from inside your stomach, after a brief coughing fit. You can hear a bit of sloshing as she moves; evidently your stomach was already primed for a meal. "Do you know where I am now? I'll give you a hint, it's not //out//." "Hey, you asked for a demonstration, I'm just being thorough," you say with an evil smirk. You're lounging back against the toilet with one hand resting on your gut. "Pay close attention to this next part.~" "And a //beautiful// finish!" Cherry laughs. She walks over and plops down next to you with her legs crossed, poking at Olivia through your gut. "You know, I think I like you $name, doing this was a good call. And Liv, this is a pretty good look for you!"<<set $sceneAttack to 0>><<set $sceneDefense to 0>><<done>><<set $acidStage to 1>><<include $sceneActionsLink>><<replace "#actionReminder">><<PredActionReminder>><</replace>><</done>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "predOptions">></div>

<<set $time to 10.75>><<include "TIME">><<set $analAteOlivia to false>><<set $wrongClassroomStars to "failed">>"Not a chance BITCH!" Olivia suddenly shouts<<if $preyHealth is 1>>, her voice cracking a little bit<</if>>. She seems to get a second wind, starting to thrash about much harder than she has been. You grab your gut to try and slow her movements a bit, already feeling nauseous from her renewed vigor. It doesn't have much effect, and you're afraid you may have flown too close to the sun after all. Sure enough, after a few seconds your stomach lurches and groans, then you feel the unmistakable sensation of something starting to push back up your throat. Except this something hasn't actually been //in// your throat until now, and somehow that's managed to make the feeling more unpleasant than usual. You try to swallow her back down, but your stomach isn't having it and before long an arm has sprouted from your mouth. With her hand out, Olivia starts to use any leverage she can get to wrench the rest of her body free. "I've been at this school for a full year, dealing with this shit constantly," she grunts, her head now free. She yanks her other arm free and uses it to painfully accelerate her exit. "How the hell did you think this would go? Idiot, you could have walked away with the respect of two upperclassmen if you'd just //listened to me// and stayed in your lane..." You slump over on the ground coughing, your chest feeling like it's burning. Your whole body feels strange after having her pass all the way through it, almost like you were stretched too thin and haven't quite returned to the same shape you were. The worst part is the taste left on your tongue--//much// worse than just vomit as a result of passing through every inch of your body. You look up at Olivia as you start to try and get back up, knowing you might be in danger now. She's standing a few feet away between you and the door to the stall, her back turned to you. Her body is completely coated in an array of your bodily fluids, which she's trying to wipe off to a degree into the puddle on the floor, and her clothes are basically gone, down to just her underwear and a few scraps of her outer clothes barely holding together. You can see some light red splotches on her arms and legs where the acids were really starting to dig in. "God it feels good to not be so cramped anymore..." she says, running her hands through her hair. She turns her head back to look at you, glaring. "You really thought you could digest me, huh? Bold move. It's too bad, you had some real skill getting that far, but it's all gonna go to waste now. Because I //know// I can digest you," she says, stepping closer and standing over you with her arms crossed. Her breathing is still a bit heavy from the effort of escaping, but the wild grin on her face tells you that's not going to slow her down at all. "Uh, listen..." you start to say. "What? You got so into that little 'demonstration' you were giving me, I think it's only fair that I get a turn too," she says, turning around. She bends over a bit and slaps her ass, laughing. <<include "playerPredFail">><<link "This is bad">> <<set _checkType to "prey">> <<set _baseline to 12>> <<set _modifier to 5>> <<include "voreCheck">> <<if _swallow>> <<goto "Olivia- Revenge">> <<else>> <<goto "September 2nd- Dorm Before Lunch">> <</if>> <</link>>

<<set $time to 10>><<include "TIME">><<set $eatenByOlivia to true>><<set $predName to "Olivia">><<set $predSS to 52>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "Olivia Failure_PreyStruggle">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "Olivia Failure(TEXT)">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "Olivia Failure_Actions">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Olivia- Escape">>It seems impossible, you're already feeling uncomfortable from just the pressure of her hands, but at this point you're way too deep in to not at least try. You clench your muscles experimentally, getting a feel for how to even pull //in// effectively down there. "Gotta say, I don't think 'massage your prey's hands' was one of the steps we were taught," Olivia says. "Not that this doesn't feel kinda nice." With a deep breath you make your first real attempt at pulling her in. You clench hard and try to bring her in deeper, but she doesn't budge at all. All you've accomplished is gripping her hands even tighter for a few moments. You hear Olivia laugh behind you. "Is that seriously all you've got? That's just sad, I got at least a full arm in the first time we practiced in class," she says. @@color:orange;You weren't nearly skilled enough for this.@@ Her hands are abruptly yanked out of you, the sensation making you jolt forward again. This time, the surprise makes you lose your grip on the seat and your head splashes directly into the toilet. Cherry bursts out laughing. Before you can even pull yourself out, someone grips your hips and forces you backward. "Hah! Poor $name just can't catch a break," Cherry laughs. Coming to your senses after the quick turn of events, you realize that you're currently sitting //in// Olivia. She's started to swallow you ass-first, and given that you're currently not even wearing underwear... <<if $buttSize > 24>>Your face is bright red and flustered from the placement of her tongue as she briefly struggles to squeeze your chubby butt into her throat, but soon enough a particularly hard swallow gets the job done<<else>>Before you can express your distress at the placement of her tongue, she swallows hard and your rear pushes deep into her throat<</if>>, forcing you into an awkward position with your legs above your head. "Ow! Fuck, stop!" you cry out. Being swallowed aside, you aren't extraordinarily flexible and being folded against yourself this intensely is painful. You try to push yourself out, but Olivia grabs your arms without missing a beat the moment you reach down. She swallows again, sending a small wave of pain through your body as your legs are crushed even tighter against your chest. You're powerless to stop her as you get pulled deeper and deeper in, your back aching for release from the pressure. The undulations of her throat struggle against the mass of both halves of your body at once, making your journey very stuttered as only her deliberate swallows make any progress. You're almost relieved when your body finally starts to get deposited in her gut, allowing your back to begin unfolding into a more natural position. With another powerful gulp your head slides into her mouth and only your hands and feet are left hanging from her lips. She snakes her tongue between your legs and playfully licks the tip of your nose before sending the last of you down into the hot depths of her stomach. "//*Uuurp*// Hoo!--always a bit rough taking them that way," Olivia says, pounding her chest a few times and clearing her throat. "Sorry freshie, you just weren't very convincing. I think I preferred eating your ass to the opposite though.~" "But Liv, why didn't you eat her with //your// ass? You told her you wanted to practice before class, it would have been the perfect ending to the bit," you hear Cherry ask. "Fuck you're right," Olivia replies, starting to rub her belly. You feel her rise to her feet, then seemingly sit down again. "I straight fisted that girl though, you can't say I didn't //*urp*// commit to my role." "I'm still HERE!" you shout, pounding against the fleshy wall. Her gut is already starting to squeeze and knead your body, groaning as it prepares to handle the meal it's been given. "I need to get to class, let me out!" "Aw, don't worry, you'll probably be gone before it's even over," Olivia says. "//We// do have a class to get to though," Cherry points out. "Yeah but I don't want to be forced to //*OURP*// let her go, so I guess I'm skipping." "It's Stars, not Juniper." "Yeah but still, they all do it sometimes and I don't want to take the chance," Olivia says. "Wouldn't want to spoil my first massacre from the other side." "Well, you and I could always just practice here you know~" Cherry says. "It would basically be like going to class." "Pff, as if your little pucker could handle this gut. But if you're offering, I could probably fit two..."<<set $sceneAttack to 0>><<set $sceneDefense to 0>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "preyOptions">></div>

<<set $time to 10.5>><<include "TIME">><<if $acidStage is 1>>Olivia is clearly straining to hold both of you inside of her, this could be the perfect opportunity to escape! Thinking fast, you push down as hard as you can on the bulging form of Cherry below you. "Ow, ow! Cherry I'm not kidding don--//Aaagh//!" Olivia cries out. You feel Cherry slide even deeper into her, and immediately her stomach crushes down on you so hard you're afraid you're going to pass out. After a few odd spasms from the walls, your head finds its way back into the opening above you and you're squeezed back up at a shocking rate. In a matter of seconds you find yourself thrown back into the world and lying on the cool bathroom tile. At first you just lay still, panting on the ground, completely disoriented from the suddenness of it all. You shakily push yourself up once your senses return to you. You can feel that your outfit is in rough shape and parts of your exposed skin are red with mild burns. "Fucking shit, Cherry..." Olivia says between coughs, clutching her distended belly. "I stopped for a reason..." "Hey, you gotta practice this stuff at some point, some of us can handle two meals no problem already," you faintly hear Cherry say from inside her. "I'm glad you see yourself as a meal, because practice is over," Olivia growls, her voice hoarse. "Oh come on, I put //myself// in here, don't act like you can stop me from taking myself out," Cherry retorts. While Olivia starts her second battle of the morning, you run out of the stall, eager to remove yourself from the situation.<<else>>You refuse to let it end like this, humiliated and then swallowed by a girl that's only one year ahead of you. Getting digested now, literally minutes away from taking your first class, is not an option. <<if $acidStage > 2>>Despite feeling your strength already draining away, y<<else>>Y<</if>>ou thrash and fight within the <<if $acidStage > 1>>flooded<<else>>wet<</if>> confines of Olivia's gut, determined to keep moving till the end, no matter the outcome. <<if $acidStage is 0>>"//*uurrrrp*// S-Shit, we sure this was a Freshman?" Olivia says. Her stomach is starting to groan in odd ways. "Absolutely, why? Is she //still// giving you trouble? Come on Liv," Cherry replies, her voice coming from beneath you. "I mean, do you //*urp*// hear all this sloshing? She's going //*Uuurp*// crazy in there." "Not really, but I know how I can listen closer.~" "No Cherry I'm serious, hold off on the--//Haaahhn//," Olivia tries to say, but something under you suddenly shifts and she gives a strained moan. A moment later her stomach clamps down hard, immediately starting to squeeze you back up her throat. "God dammit... you f-//mmph//!" Before Olivia can even finish whatever insult she was going to hurl, your head pops back into her mouth. You can feel her try to swallow you back down, but another force starts to push up on you from below. Olivia doubles over onto the ground and you practically rocket out of her gullet and onto the cold bathroom tile. As soon as the last of you is out, you jump to your feet and turn around to face the pair of girls. You're pretty proud of yourself, breaking out of an upperclassman so fast that you're basically untouched, but your smug look turns to confusion at the scene in front of you. Olivia is bent over coughing on the ground after your escape, but her gut is still pretty sizeable and Cherry's legs are sprouting from her butt. You waste no time getting the hell out of there.<<else>><<set $outfitState to "gone">>"//*uurrrp*// Oookay you might want to hold off Cherry..." Olivia says. You can feel her trying to soothe her belly with her hands. "Why? It's only fair we both get a turn," comes the faint sound of Cherry's reply. "//*HUuurp*// Because you're right //*urp*// in the splash zone..." You feel Olivia's stomach clamp down hard, immediately starting to squeeze you back up her throat. "Then christen me with your shame," Cherry laughs. "'Cause if she gets out it just means I can finish this all the way." "You're disg-//mmph//!" Olivia starts to reply, but before she can get the words out your head pops back into her mouth. You can feel her try to swallow you back down, but she only manages to slow your escape. Her lips are forced to part around your head and as you return to the light of the room you're met with the sight of... Cherry staring directly up at you, naked and laying on the ground. She gives you a dainty wave with an amused smile on her face. Not long after the first of you returns to the outside world, Olivia loses any say in the fight for your freedom and you're rocketed forward with a wave of bile. You crash face-first onto the bathroom floor, your head too hazy from nearly being digested to really register any pain from the blow, and slide across the tile. Initially you land just ahead of where Cherry is planted, but as more of you comes out you can feel that you're starting to rub across her. When your feet finally break free of Olivia and plop to the ground unceremoniously, you find that you've stopped with her face directly between your hips. You quickly flip yourself over and off to the side and scurry backward away from them, slipping a bit from the pool of stomach acid now coating the floor. The scene ahead of you is bizarre: Cherry, partially splattered with vomit, is bent upsidedown against the toilet with Olivia, who's coughing and clutching her now empty stomach, thigh deep inside her. Cherry wipes the sludge off her face with one hand and you can see that she's blushing furiously. "Welcome back $name. At least take me out to dinner first next time," she says to you with a stupid grin on her face. You hadn't fully registered the position you were in before, but now you're blushing as well. You slowly get to your feet, nearly buckling under your own weight. Your skin is tingling all over and you can feel that your body isn't covered by anything but Olivia's digestive slime anymore. Just as you're about to run a thought hits you and you start to frantically dart your eyes around the aftermath of your escape. "Looking for this?" Cherry says, holding her arm out toward you with a shiny object in her hand. You can see that she's still sucking Olivia deeper into her, completely unfazed by the turn of events. You quickly grab your room key from her and bolt out of the stall, not interested in sticking around these two for even a second longer. "Be careful babe, I'm pretty sure I saw Maeve in the hall when we came in here~" Cherry shouts after you.<</if>><</if>> <<include "playerPreyEscape">>[[Get out of here->Wrong Door- Recovery]]

<<if $analByOlivia>>You take a deep breath at the door, then rush out into the hall<<else>>You grab your bag and rush out of the bathroom into the hall<</if>>, practically sprinting all the way around the corner and back toward your dorm. <<if $outfitState is "gone">>You try to put it out of your mind that you're currently naked, taking it slow to try and hide is too risky while you're this vulnerable.<</if>> You don't look back until you're at the door to your room, even after blowing past someone who was about to turn the corner. You hastily throw the key in the lock, step inside, and slam the door. The room is empty--<<if $analByOlivia>>It seems late, but <</if>>Emma's class must not be over yet. After triple checking that the door is locked again, you step into the room and make a beeline for the bathroom, snatching your still slightly wet towel on the way. <<if $analByOlivia>>Shortly after you close the bathroom door, you hear another door close. "$name, is that you?" a worried Emma says. "Yeah, uh, talk to you when I get out," you call back. Without waiting for a response<<else>>With another door slammed<</if>>, you turn on the water and <<if $outfitState is "gone">>immediately jump into the shower. The cool water is actually quite refreshing after bathing in acid for so long, no need to wait on things to warm up.<<else>><<if $outfitState is "damaged">>start to strip off what's left of your outfit. Almost nothing even survives being taken off in a recognizable state, everything but your underwear eaten away to just scraps of fabric.<<else>>start to strip off your outfit. <<if $outfit is "normal">>You're glad you went with something you weren't worried about, because t<<else>>T<</if>>he acid from her stomach has completely soaked into the fabric. You might be able to wash it out, but it seems more like a lost cause, so you dump the ruined clothes in the trash.<</if>> You step into the shower once the water has warmed up a bit. You didn't set it to be too hot given the circumstances, but a cold shower still doesn't sound appealing.<</if>> Under the refreshing stream of water, you finally let yourself relax as the digestive fluids melt away from you and slide down into the drain. You take extra care to thoroughly rinse your hair, not wanting to take any chance that you missed a spot. After a much longer soak than you took this morning, you finally step out of the shower and start to dry off. The scent of vomit has been replaced by sweet-smelling soap and you're feeling arguably more relaxed than you were before the incident. <<if ($totalEscaped > 2) or (($totalEscaped > 1) and ($eatenByAliceCookout is false))>>It's a significant improvement from the makeshift sink shower you had to settle for yesterday. <</if>>You exit back into the room with your towel wrapped around you, finding Emma staring back at you as you step out. "$name, are you alright? What happened?" she asks. "I mean, you're back early and taking a second shower so I can guess what happened, but like, more specifically." "Oh, Umm..." You think back on the strange sequence of events. "I'd rather not talk about it actually, you've got the important part figured out. I'm alright though," you reassure her. You carefully bend over to get some new clothes out of your dresser.<<set $outfitState to "normal">><<set $outfit to "normal">> "Oh..." She looks more concerned by your evasion, but gives you a smile. "Well, I'm glad you're okay. You hungry? I was planning on going to the dining hall when you got back, but I guess we can go a bit early. If you're feeling up to it!" "Yeah! Just let me get changed real quick," you reply, heading back into the bathroom and closing the door. Once you're decent, you return to the main room and put your towel back on its hook.<<if $day2SunnyFlirt>> As you grab your phone, you notice you have a new message. It's from Sunny! You open it up to take a look. //"Hey, hope you didn't think I was kidding nerd :P Your buddy is really getting in the way of my unpacking//" Below the message is a picture--an overhead selfie of Sunny in her cluttered room, her bloated belly fully in frame. It's smooth and sagging a little, definitely smaller than at breakfast but still very large. She's flashing a peace sign at the camera with a big smile on her face, still wearing her sunglasses. You grin and text back: "//Don't worry, she'll be out of your way before long//".<</if>> [["Let's go"->September 2nd- Going to Lunch w/Emma]]

<<if $outfitState is "drenched">>You rush down the hall and back around the corner toward your dorm. The two girls you and Emma passed are still chatting against the wall and seem to be stifling laughter. You overhear one of them whisper "I don't know if she'd be worth the vomit taste..." to the other and feel your adrenaline spike, practically sprinting the rest of the way back to your room.<<elseif $outfitState is "damaged">>You rush back toward your dorm door, eager to be able to get yourself to safety. You consider that it might be a bad idea to cue the two of them in on which dorm is yours, but decide that being vulnerable in the halls on today of all days is a worse one.<<else>>Covering your nude body as well as you can, you rush down the stairs and back down the hall to your door.<</if>> You frantically thrust the key into the hole, then step inside, slam the door, and breathe a sigh of relief. After triple checking that the door is locked again, you step into the room and make a beeline for the bathroom, snatching your still slightly wet towel on the way. With another door slammed, you turn on the water and <<if $outfitState is "gone">>immediately jump into the shower. The cool water is actually quite refreshing after bathing in acid for so long, no need to wait on things to warm up.<<else>><<if $outfitState is "damaged">>start to strip off what's left of your outfit. <<if $outfit is "uniform">>The skirt<<else>>Your shorts<</if>> might be salvageable, but nothing else even survives being taken off in a recognizable state.<<else>>start to strip off your outfit. <<if $outfit is "normal">>You're glad you went with something you weren't worried about, because t<<else>>T<</if>>he acid from her stomach has completely soaked into the fabric. You might be able to wash it out, but it seems more like a lost cause, so you dump the ruined clothes in the trash.<</if>> You step into the shower once the water has warmed up a bit. You didn't set it to be too hot given the circumstances, but a cold shower still doesn't sound appealing.<</if>> Under the refreshing stream of water, you finally let yourself relax as the digestive fluids melt away from you and slide down into the drain. You take extra care to thoroughly rinse your hair, not wanting to take any chance that you missed a spot. After a much longer soak than you took this morning, you finally step out of the shower and start to dry off. The scent of vomit has been replaced by sweet-smelling soap and you're feeling arguably more relaxed than you were before the incident. <<if ($totalEscaped > 2) or (($totalEscaped > 1) and ($eatenByAliceCookout is false))>>It's a significant improvement from the makeshift sink shower you had to settle for yesterday. <</if>>You exit back into the room with your towel wrapped around you and quickly put together a new outfit from your dresser. Seeing as Emma isn't back yet, you drop your towel and throw the clothes on right there in the main room.<<if $outfit is "uniform">><<set $wardrobeUniform to false>><</if>><<set $outfit to "normal">> <<if $outfitState is "drenched">>Feeling good as new, you decide to head to your first class. You were expecting to be late, but to your surprise you actually still have a few minutes before it starts, if you rush you might be able to get there right on time. <<if $folder>>You quickly pull out the folder to check the room number<<else>>While you're in the dorm anyway, you pick up the folder and double check your schedule<</if>>. It's in room 115, just down the hall. [[No time to waste!->September 2nd- Intro to Vore I]]<<else>>Being clean and in fresh clothes has you feeling much better, but you're still a bit <<if $outfitState is "gone">>exhausted<<else>>shaky<</if>> from the experience. After checking the time and seeing that you'd end up fairly late to class at this point anyways, you decide to just skip it altogether for today. Missing your very first class could be a bad look, but you have a good excuse and could use the extra recovery time. You fall back onto your bed and pull out your laptop to pass the time until lunch.<<if $day2SunnyFlirt>> After a little while, you feel your phone vibrate with a sudden barrage of messages. They're from Sunny! You open them up to take a look. //"Hey, hope you didn't think I was kidding nerd :P Your buddy is really getting in the way of my unpacking//" Below the message is a picture--an overhead selfie of Sunny in her cluttered room, her bloated belly fully in frame. It's smooth and sagging a little, definitely smaller than at breakfast but still very large. She's flashing a peace sign at the camera with a big smile on her face, still wearing her sunglasses. You grin and text back: "//Don't worry, she'll be out of your way before long//".<</if>> It isn't too long before you hear the door being unlocked and look over to find Emma returning to the room. She looks concerned when she sees that you're back before her. "Hey $name! Good to see you doing okay but, didn't you have class later than me?" she says.<<if $emmaRel > 2>> A second later her eyes go wide. "You're wearing different clothes than earlier... then-" "Yep..." you interrupt. "Wasn't an upperclassman thankfully, it was Betty. Her, Alice, and that other girl were waiting at the bottom of the stairs and jumped me. I couldn't really fight off all three of them taking me by surprise, but I got back out of her okay," you explain.<<else>> "Yeah, I ran into some trouble on the way there though and decided to call that class a loss for today," you say. "Oh no! What happened?" "Wasn't an upperclassman thankfully, it was Betty. Her, Alice, and that other girl were waiting at the bottom of the stairs and jumped me. I couldn't really fight off all three of them taking me by surprise, but I got back out of her okay," you explain.<</if>> "Oh my god, really? That bitch..." Emma replies. "Are you doing alright?" "Yeah I'm fine now, just a little tired," you reassure her. <<if $emmaRel > 3>>"I'm glad you're okay," she says with a smile. Then it morphs into a scowl, an unusual look for her. "One of us really needs to put her in her place..." "Betty or Alice?" you ask. "Both I guess," she shrugs. "There's two of //us// after all." "I've never seen you act so predatory before!" you say with a grin. "Well,<<if $emmaInfo3 is 1>> like I've said,<</if>> I only eat people that deserve it, and those two are clearly bad news!" she replies, back to smiling. "Speaking of eating, you hungry? I was planning on going to the dining hall when you got back, but I guess we can go a bit early now."<<else>>"I'm glad to hear that" she says with a smile. "You hungry? I was planning on going to the dining hall when you got back, but I guess we can go a bit early. If you're feeling up to it!"<</if>> [["Yeah, let's go"->September 2nd- Going to Lunch w/Emma]]<</if>><<set $outfitState to "normal">>

<<set $time to 12>><<include "TIME">><<set $metMaeve to true>><<set $metMatilda to true>>Not wanting to risk walking right into the middle of danger, you decide to take your chances skirting past the Lampton dorms to get there. You turn around and head the opposite direction, rounding the corner past the classroom and heading further down to the stairwell. To your relief, you only see a few other people in the halls, and they all mind their own business.<<if $metMallory>> One looks like it's Mallory from lunch yesterday, but she's too far away to be sure and you don't know the girl she's walking with. Not worth taking a risk to say hi.<</if>> Unfortunately, just as you're about to cross the intersection toward the dorm hall, you hear a loud groan echo through the halls. You start to back up as you hear steadily increasing stomach grumbling and sloshing sounds from somewhere nearby, but don't make it far before the source comes into view. Rounding the corner toward you are two girls, both with distended, writhing bellies. One is a dark haired girl with green eyes and a sparse row of freckles running across her face.<<if $metSam>> She reminds you a lot of Sam.<</if>> Her gut is enormous, bigger than the rest of her body and hanging low. So many bumps and bulges break up its surface that there's no way it's just one person trapped inside. Even ignoring the belly, being in this girl's presence sets you on edge, something about the look in her eyes sending a chill down your spine. The girl next to her is an extremely tall redhead that's completely painted in freckles. Her gut is much smaller, and her prey looks to be packed in tight. <<if $sunnyInfo1 is 1>>Your heart skips a beat as you process the scene in front of you. Everything matches up exactly with the girl Sunny warned you about earlier--you're in serious danger.<</if>> "Looks like we got another one, Maeve," the redhead says with a wicked grin. "Where are you going all alone?" the dark haired girl says in a sinister tone. "Don't you know there's a massacre going on today?" "Uh... I'm just going to lunch," you say, taking a step back as the two get uncomfortably close. The clear imprint of a hand pushes out toward you through her stomach for a moment. You start to turn to run. "Uh-uh!" Maeve chides. "Running away from two new friends would just be rude, and if Matilda has to chase after you on a full stomach you're not gonna like what I let her do to you." The redhead licks her lips at you and mouths "do it". You swallow nervously, but stay put. "There, that's a good girl. Now tell me, do you know who I am?" Maeve asks with a crooked smile. <<if $sunnyInfo1 is 1>>"Y-You're Maeve McKenn," you stammer.<<if $samInfo1 is 2>>"I'm friends with your sister, Sam!" you quickly add, remembering what Sam told you at lunch.<<else>> "Very good! I see you've been mingling above your grade already," she replies, stepping so close to you that you can feel some of the bulges of her gut rub against you. "Or maybe they decided to put me in orientation this year," she laughs. "You see, around here they call me a queen, and this whole school is my kingdom."<</if>><<elseif $samInfo1 is 2>>You think for a second, and the pieces finally click in your head. The resemblance, the name Maeve--this must be Sam's sister. "Are you, uh, Maeve? Maeve McKenn? I'm friends with your sister, Sam," you reply, following Sam's advice.<<else>>"N-No, sorry," you reply. "Well, you really should," she says, stepping so close to you that you can feel some of the bulges of her gut rub against you. Even though she's basically the same height as you, a little shorter if anything in fact, her glare makes you feel like she's towering over you. "I'm Maeve, and around here they call me a queen. That's not something you're gonna want to forget."<</if>> <<if $samInfo1 is 2>><<set $maeveSisterRelation to 1>>"God damn it..." Maeve sighs, her demeanor immediately seeming to shift. "I really didn't think she'd cause problems this quickly." "That's all it takes to stop the queen in her tracks, huh?" Matilda says, bursting out laughing. Maeve glares at her. "Give me your name, now," Maeve demands, staring daggers at you. "Uh, $name $last?" you reply, sweating in place a little. "Alright $name, let me tell you something. I'd never do anything to hurt my sister, so I'm gonna let you go here. I'm sure that's why she told you to say that," she says, walking next to you. She suddenly wraps an arm around your neck and pulls you in close, amplifying the sounds of her writhing gut. "That is, if she told you anything at all. Because if I find out you lied to me just now... there are worse things I can do than just eat you," she hisses in your ear before releasing her grip. "It's the truth," you say with a cough. "Let's go Matilda," Maeve growls. The two of them take off down the hall, Matilda still amused by the turn of events from the sounds of it. You continue on toward Lampton, praying that Sam will actually vouch for you when Maeve talks to her. [[Move on to lunch->September 2nd- Lunch Alone]]<<else>>"Got it..." you say. You try to shrink away from her, but you can still feel her heat. "Now, you're actually in luck! I'd rather not be dragging three of you around all day, so I'll let you off easy," she says. "Now that you know I'm royalty, I expect a proper greeting. Bow to your queen, and you're free to go." <<link "Bow">><<replace "#choices">>"O-Of course," you stammer. Her presence is overpowering, and the last thing you want to do is anger someone who has two //still struggling// prey in her gut without even being phased, so you can't help but comply, even if it is demeaning. You step back to make room, then lean over into a bow. "No no, all the way. On your knees," she commands. You comply, nervously getting down on the ground and completely prostrating yourself in front of her. You hear Matilda laugh off to the side. "Very good!" Maeve says. "Now, get back up, there's actually one more thing I need from you before you go." "W-What is it?" you ask. "My lunch is acting awfully unruly, surely you'd be willing to help soothe your queen's aching belly," she replies, grinning. She's not even gassy so it's clearly a lie, but you know what she wants you to do. "Yes..." you say, reaching out and placing your hands on her bloated belly. You start to gently run them along the strained skin. "Yes..?" "Yes... y-your highness," you mumble, continuing with your massage. "Haha! You really got this one quick," Matilda laughs. "Mmm, she's smart. The obedient ones live the longest," Maeve says. "You need to get in deeper than that if you want to do this right, though." With that, she suddenly grabs your head and shoves it into her belly, pressing your face in hard. You can hear the sloshing and churning ringing through your ears as the poor girls inside face digestion. You can even hear weak, muffled cries for help. She keeps your head held tight, pushing you in so hard that you can't breathe. Starting to panic, you instinctively push against her as hard as you can to try and free yourself. There's a sickening //*squelch*// sound inside her gut from the pressure. Just as you're starting to feel lightheaded, she releases her hold and lets out a huge belch. You were pushing so hard that you throw yourself backwards onto the ground when she lets up, gasping for air. "//*UUUUUURRRP*// That's more like it," she jeers. Her and Matilda start laughing together and continue on their way down the hall, leaving you disoriented on the ground. You get back on your feet, humiliated, and start to head to the dining hall again. At least she was telling the truth about not eating you. [[Move on to lunch->September 2nd- Lunch Alone]]<</replace>><</link>> [[Refuse->Maeve- Dare to Disrespect]]<</if>>

<<set $time to 12>><<include "TIME">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "Matilda Afternoon(TEXT)">><<set $stamina += 15>><<if $stamina > $staminaMax>><<set $stamina to $staminaMax>><</if>>Hours pass as you're trapped in the putrid depths of Matilda's body. Somehow you've actually become accustomed to the stench that permeates the tunnel you're packed into, but it's far from comfortable. Your muscles have grown stiff and cramped from being held tight and left at odd angles along the path of her guts. Over the course of her class, you were slowly pulled deeper into her digestive system, dragged out of her colon and into her small intestine. Your new surroundings squeeze you even tighter than before, and your worry at how truthful she was being about letting you out grows. After the class ends and Matilda is back on the move, you hear a deep groan emanate from above you. The flesh around you tenses up for a moment and drags you back an inch or two, as if trying to answer her stomach's call. "Fuck I'm hungry... I don't think my stomach is happy about our little arrangement," Matilda says, poking the bulge in her belly. "Did you enjoy taking an advanced class, freshie? I didn't feel much moving, how thoughtful of you to not distract me." "Please just... let me out," you plead. "It's awful in here!" <<if $maeveSisterRelation != 1>>"You aren't really gonna ever let her out, right? Just finish pulling her in," Maeve says. "No no, me and this one are having fun! <<if $progress > 1>>She's doing a really good job in there so far, love the obedient ones," Matilda says. "I'll just grab another to eat!<<else>>I think maybe she likes it in there though, I haven't felt much struggling. So unless she picks up the slack, she can stay," Matilda replies, patting your back to make sure you got the message. "But that's for later, I'll just grab another for now!<</if>> Juniper's class is probably gettin' out about now, it'll be like a buffet."<<else>>"Seeing as this one's more of a prisoner right now, think it's time for a bit more hunting," Matilda says, ignoring you. "Juniper's class is probably gettin' out about now, it'll be like a buffet."<</if>> "Fine," Maeve grumbles. The two of them continue through the halls, dragging you along in the squishy embrace of her digestive tract. Though you're uncomfortable, you feel like you've rested enough to make another attempt at breaking free. The thought that she might eat someone while you're still in here is all the more motivating. <div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "matildaSpecialSetup">></div>

<<set $matildaPleasured to true>><<if $turn is 1>>While Matilda and Maeve make their way downstairs, you rage against the walls surrounding you. Thrashing your body wildly, pushing out with your arms, even attempting to bite the flesh around your head--you try it all. You feel Matilda grip her gut and let out a very slight moan. She drums her fingers on the bloated skin and giggles under her breath. "You've been doing //fantastic// in there," she says to you. "I'd love to keep you around, but how could I go back on my word for such a good listener?<<if $maeveSisterRelation is 1>>" "No," Maeve butts in. "Huh?" "She's not going anywhere until I talk to Sam." "Haha, right, right. Sorry freshie, she's the boss around here, looks like we get to spend some more time together," Matilda says, patting your head. "I kinda hope you were lying, just to see what she does to you." "You can be sure //you're// not keeping her either way," Maeve grumbles.<<else>> You've earned your freedom... when I feel like it. Just sit tight for now, feel free to keep squirming a bit."<</if>> "I do need someone else to fill me up still though... There, that one," Matilda says in a quiet voice. You hear another groan rumble through her body. "She's perfect." "Go get her then. You're a big girl, you can handle it on your own," Maeve replies. "Scare off her friend for me? I'm semi-serious about being on a diet and I'll definitely just eat her too if she tries to get in the way." "Of course, why would I think that you could handle the easiest prey available without me," Maeve sighs, though even with her voice muffled you can tell it wasn't really said in an insulting way. "H-Hey, what are you-" an unknown voice starts to say before shrieking in surprise. You feel something press against you from the outside. "Kim! Let her go!" another voice yells. "Oh, Kim huh? Sorry kid, we already have one too many of those here," Matilda laughs. "Get off me!" the other girl shouts somewhere to your side. "Now now, no need to be rude," Maeve responds to her. You quickly lose focus on her situation as a strange sound coming from above grabs your attention. It's not hard to figure out what it is: Matilda has started swallowing her prey. You can hear the poor girl whimpering and pleading as she's forced down her throat, along with the guttural squishing sound of her muscles dragging her in. Then you feel it. Something starts to push against you from behind and above, the pressure in your already cramped confines quickly intensifying as her stomach starts to demand more space in her abdomen. Matilda is efficient, at least, and in no time you're trapped tight against the squirming form of another girl. "//*URP*// That's what I'm talking about..." Matilda says. She grabs the sides of her belly and shakes it slightly. "You really hit the spot, Kim. Say hi to your roommate while you're in there! Sorry, but I think she's having a more fun trip than you will." "Wh-Where are you?" Kim whimpers. "I'm uh... deeper down," you reply, your words a bit slurred from how tight the walls are holding you at this point. You can feel her frantic movements rubbing against you. "She shoved me up her ass, right in the middle of the hall..." Kim's only response is a horrified gasp, followed by more intense struggling. You aren't sure what Maeve did to her friend, but you hear the other girl sobbing as she runs away from the scene.<<else>>Hopeful that you might have a little more luck with the added mass inside her body, you intensify your escape efforts. While you aren't exactly working together--the fact that you keep pushing and shoving each other unintentionally is actually a hindrance--your combined efforts seem to be having an effect on Matilda. You can hear her letting out little burps, and she's taken to gently massaging her belly. Unfortunately, with the added pressure you're fighting against you aren't able to struggle for long before you're completely exhausted. "You've been doing //fantastic// in there," she says to you. "I'd love to keep you around, but I have someone else to satisfy me for the rest of the night.<<if $maeveSisterRelation is 1>>" "No," Maeve butts in. "Huh?" "She's not going anywhere until I talk to Sam." "Haha, right, right. Sorry freshie, she's the boss around here, looks like we get to spend some more time together," Matilda says. "I kinda hope you were lying, just to see what she does to you." "You can be sure //you're// not keeping her either way" Maeve grumbles.<<else>> You've earned your freedom... when I feel like it. Just sit tight for now, feel free to keep squirming a bit."<</if>><</if>> With your work supposedly done, you try to just sit still and relax in the warmth of her body. The addition of another girl has made it impossible to stay even remotely comfortable, however. Her thrashing and fighting causes you to shake and shift constantly, not to mention some of her blows are hitting you. "Do you mind?" you grumble, growing very frustrated. "I just need to get out of here! I can't help it I'm sorry!" Kim cries. "Right..." you reply, a little ashamed that you were legitimately mad at //her// for a moment there. "You two better be playing nice in there!" Matilda teases. Her muscles crush you for a very brief moment. "//*Urrp*// You won't be together for much longer." "You know, I'm actually impressed Matty," Maeve muses. "Forcing her to experience the other girl getting digested up close and personal, even after she did what you wanted. That's diabolical." You feel Matilda stop in her tracks. "Matilda." Maeve huffs after an awkward pause. "Forget it. Let's go see how the airheads have managed to fuck up the room." Groaning and gurgling sounds echo through the body around you as Kim thrashes and squirms above you. You try to just focus on something else, your only hope at this point <<if $maeveSisterRelation is 1>>being that Sam actually vouches for you<<else>>being that Matilda was telling the truth. You've struggled this hard for this long--it's clear you're only coming out if she lets you out<</if>>. <<if $maeveSisterRelation is 1>>[[Stay calm and wait->Matilda- Bailed Out by Sam]]<<else>>[[Stay calm and wait->Matilda- Released]]<</if>> <<set $turn to 0>>

<<set $maeveDisrespect += 1>>"What? No, you're crazy," you reply, taking a step back. You refuse to humiliate yourself, and considering both of them are clearly stuffed already you're feeling pretty bold<<if $sunnyInfo1 is 1>>, perhaps against your better judgement<</if>>. "Just let me through." Matilda smiles and steps away from the two of you. Maeve cocks her head to the side and twists her mouth into a shape that's somehow a grin and a frown at the same time. A tiny spark of fear snakes down your spine. "Really now," she says. "That's how you want to play this? I'm in a good mood today, so I'll give you one last chance to change your mind." She points a finger toward the floor in front of her. "It's not happening," you say, doing your best to stay confident. Maeve raises her eyebrows a little and glances over at Matilda, who's still watching eagerly. Seconds feel like hours as her emerald eyes pierce yours, but she lets out a little laugh and steps to the side, her gut bouncing with her movements. "Alright then little rebel, go ahead," she says, gesturing down the hall. You give her a skeptical look and take a step forward. She doesn't move. You decide to take the chance, walking forward as quickly as you can. Just as you pass her and start to think you're actually in the clear, you're grabbed from behind. In a swift, effortless motion, you're turned around and plunged face-first into Maeve's mouth. She holds you there, assaulting your head with her tongue while you try to squirm out of her grip. The rest of your body rests on her belly while she holds you in place. You can feel the shifting form of her other prey under you, having just as much success against her as you are. Eventually, she swallows, sending your head down into her throat. The slimy flesh undulates around you, gently tugging you deeper into her body. She does nothing else to assist your descent--no more swallows, no pushing you in from the outside--she simply lets her body dominate you on its own. You hopelessly flail your legs and wiggle your body against her grip as you sink further into her. Eventually, your chest slides past the threshold of her lips and you find yourself stopped in place. Your head and neck are stuck fast in the crushing grip of her throat, her heartbeat pounding in your ears. You're so close to breaking through to her stomach that you can feel some of her prey's movements tugging at the flesh around you, and groaning, churning sounds of digestion drown out almost everything else. Yet still, she keeps you there. Her tongue darts around your chest, even sliding under your shirt to taste your flesh. Her efforts become uncomfortably intimate and you struggle as hard as you can, almost trying to push forward just to get it over with, but you're still held firmly in place. After having her fill, her tongue settles and there's a long pause. You brace yourself, anticipating another swallow to finally finish the job, but when the moment finally ends you find yourself getting pushed back out. Your head slides up her throat and out of the humid confines you'd been subject to, a playful lick tickling the tip of your nose before you're pulled all the way out and dropped to the floor. "Consider that a warning, a little tease of what happens to my disobedient subjects," Maeve says, licking her lips. Her voice sounds a little off compared to before. Coughing, you quickly get up and back away, your entire upper body drenched in saliva. Matilda is still standing off to the side, rubbing her belly and watching the scene unfold with a grin on her face. That means the coast is clear. You start to make a break for it down the hall, but Maeve calls out to you before you've made it more than a few steps. "Hold on, don't you need this?" she says. You glance back and see her holding up a key, a strand of saliva still tethering it to her mouth. Your room key. Your face turns bright red and you cross your arms in front of your chest--you'd had it tucked into your bra. She beckons for you to come back with a finger, and you find yourself obeying. "It seems awful dangerous to face today of all days without a way into your safe haven, don't you think?" she says. "Maybe there's something you'd like to say about your behavior earlier." You take a deep breath. She's right, you can't afford to lose your key, and it's become painfully clear <<if $sunnyInfo1 is 1>>why Sunny wanted you to stay away from this girl<<else>>how outclassed you are in this situation<</if>>.<<if $emmaRel > 2>> Not to mention you wouldn't be able to live with yourself if you subjected Emma to having a senior have access to her room.<</if>> With no other option, you bow like she'd requested. "I'm... I'm sorry..." you mumble. "For disrespecting your... authority. Please forgive me." "Decent grovelling, that's a good start," she says. She puts a hand on your chin and pulls your head up to face her. "But I think I need something important to you if you really want this back, a little trade. Give me your panties." "W-What?" you stammer. "I mean-" "Or I could just keep it. Maybe pay you and your roommate a visit later in the night, wouldn't that be an honor? Your choice." "I..." You sigh and quickly look around. No one but you, Maeve, and Matilda in the hall. With more than a little hesitation, you slide off your shorts. "That's it," Maeve sneers. Matilda is stifling a laugh, and both girls are eagerly watching you. As quickly as you can, you pull down your panties and step out of them. The air of the hall feels freezing as it licks at the parts of you that shouldn't be bare. You hurriedly pull your shorts back on, still feeling naked even though you're covered. With a somewhat shaky hand, you hold out your underwear toward Maeve. She snatches it, then flicks your key at you. "Your tribute is acceptable." You watch in disgust as she lowers your panties into her mouth and swallows them, never to be seen again. "Now never let me see you again." You sprint down the hall away from them as fast as you can, fully intending to heed her words. [[Get out of here->September 2nd- Lunch Alone]]

<<if $fat > 19>><<set $counter to 2>><</if>>From the sounds of it, everyone involved in whatever's going on is already occupied, so you keep moving forward. It should be easy enough to just carry on your way without getting involved. Once you're past the corner, you glance over to see what's going on. <<if ($ateMandy is false) and ($ateMandyCookout is false) and ($mandyEscaped is not "ignored")>>To your surprise, you find a familiar face. Just a few feet away is none other than Mandy, your would-be prey from yesterday, moments away from landing herself in another stomach. A short brunette wearing glasses has her grabbed by the front of her shirt, looking amused as Mandy tries frantically to break her grip. <<if ($mandyEscaped is "released") and ($attackedMandyCookout is false)>>Mandy's eyes light up with skeptical hope<<else>>Mandy somehow looks even more panicked than before<</if>> when she notices you standing there. <<if ($mandyEscaped is "released") and ($attackedMandyCookout is false)>>"<<print $name[0]>>-$name, help! P-Please!" she cries out. "Hey $name, don't," the other girl says in a somewhat nasally voice, pulling Mandy closer. It looks like she's about to go in for the kill.<<else>>"Get off me! J-Just let me go, please!" she pleads. The girl just pulls her closer and licks her lips, looking like she's about to go in for the kill.<</if>> [[Help Mandy->Main Hall- Help Mandy]] [[Ignore the situation and walk past them->September 2nd- Lunch Alone]] [[Keep moving and go to your dorm->September 2nd- Going to Lunch w/Emma]]<<else>>You're just in time to watch as a short brunette with glasses sends the last of some helpless girl down into her gut, closing her lips around her feet and leaning back against the wall before swallowing. She lets out a massive belch and slides her back down the wall until she's sitting on the ground. She doesn't seem to pay you any mind as she massages her belly. You feel reasonably confident you could just walk past her to get out of the building, she does already have a meal, but it might not hurt to put some pep in your step. Alternatively, you could always keep going straight and stop in at your dorm first to meet up with Emma. <<link "Walk past the girl">> <<set _checkType to "prey">> <<set _baseline to (10 + $counter)>> <<set _modifier to 6>> <<include "voreCheck">> <<if _swallow>> <<goto "Main Hall- Eaten by Morgan">> <<else>> <<set $stamina -= 10>> <<append "#text">><<set $chasedByMorgan to true>> You start walking down the hall, keeping an eye on the girl but no longer feeling like you're in any danger. You're a bit curious about who it was she ate, but not enough to stick around and try to find out. As you move past the girl and start to think you're in the clear, she finally speaks up... but not at you. "Hey Morgan, there's one more freshman out here that didn't run away," the girl says in a somewhat nasally voice, looking to her left. Grinning, she darts her eyes over to you without turning her head. "Mmm?" you hear a different voice answer. From an open doorway right next to the girl on the ground steps another one--also a brunette, but this one is taller and her hair is extremely long. She locks eyes with you, looking pretty disinterested. "Eh, I guess it //is// lunchtime." With that she immediately charges in your direction. You take off faster, however, breaking into a sprint instead of your leisurely walking pace as soon as she showed any interest. You keep moving without looking back, hearing her right on your heels. After only a few seconds of chase you hear her footsteps stop and the girl seems to give up. "Nah, not worth it," she says. You still don't look back and only slow down once you're in the lobby and feel like it's safe to assume she really did stop. Hopefully that's the most excitement you'll have on your way to lunch. @@color:yellowgreen;You managed to outrun your would-be predator.@@ <</append>><<replace "#choices">>[[Continue on to the Dining Hall->September 2nd- Lunch Alone]]<</replace>> <</if>> <</link>> <<link "Rush past the girl">><<set $stamina -= (15 + (3 * $counter))>><<goto "September 2nd- Lunch Alone">><</link>> [[Head to your dorm->September 2nd- Going to Lunch w/Emma]]<</if>>

<<set $karma += 1>><<set $savedMandy to true>>Perhaps against your better judgement, you decide to intervene. After all, <<if ($mandyEscaped is "released") and ($attackedMandyCookout is false)>>if someone else eats her this soon after yesterday, you gave up a perfectly good meal for nothing<<else>>if anyone deserves to eat Mandy, it's you. You can't just let some random upperclassman have her<</if>>! Thinking fast, you rush forward and pull Mandy's shirt up over her head, then grab her and pull back. "I got you!" you shout. Just as you'd hoped with the grip she had, the other girl just has a shirt in her hand, while you have a confused Mandy held tight. <<if ($mandyEscaped != "released") and ($attackedMandyCookout is true)>>Somehow, she doesn't seem all that relieved to be in your arms.<</if>> You start to consider whether or not you could get away with eating her instead right now, but the other girl speaks up. "Oh that was a bad move bitch, you think I can't handle both of you?" she growls, throwing Mandy's shirt aside. <<link "Time to get out of here!">> <<set _checkType to "prey">> <<set _baseline to 10>> <<set _modifier to 8>> <<include "voreCheck">> <<if _swallow>> <<goto "Help Mandy- Consequences">> <<else>> <<set $stamina -= 12>> <<goto "Help Mandy- Getaway">> <</if>> <</link>>

<<set $time to 12>><<include "TIME">><<set $eatenByErika to true>><<set $predName to "Erika">><<set $predSS to 68>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "Erika_PreyStruggle">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "Erika(TEXT)">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "Erika_Actions">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Erika- Escape">>The girl lunges forward and you try to make a break for it, still holding onto Mandy as you turn away. You aren't quick enough, however, and the girl grabs you from behind, putting an arm around your neck to hold you in place. Frantically, you push Mandy forward, almost hard enough to knock her over. @@color:orange;You have been overpowered.@@ "Go, get out of here!" you shout to her. In one fluid motion the brunette wraps another arm around your stomach and pulls you backward, then starts to turn you into a replacement meal. The last thing you see as her lips pass over your eyes is Mandy sprinting around the corner toward freedom. Whoever this girl is, you can immediately tell that she has serious experience. She seems to glide effortlessly down your body, holding you in just the right position that your arms are pinned uselessly at your sides and you can't get any leverage to try and throw her off of you. You do everything you can to squirm and slow your descent, but you're hopelessly dragged deeper and deeper into her throat. Warm flesh surrounds your upper body as your head and shoulders push into the elastic chamber of her stomach. Just as your midriff slides past her tongue, she seems to stop. You feel the world shift around you as the girl sits down on the ground. She still doesn't swallow, just tilts her head back and waits. You can feel yourself gently inching further in just from gravity and the subtle undulations of her throat, but it's unbearably slow. Your legs flail uselessly in the air above you, slowly disappearing into her maw. It's an extremely unpleasant position: the stark contrast between the sweltering heat of her body on your upper body and the air of the room on your legs, the heavy constriction of her throat coupled with the odd, rippling pressure of the walls as they desperately try to drag you down, the pooling saliva in her mouth coating your legs. You're almost inclined to squirm in the rest of the way on your own. After an agonizing minute or so of useless fighting, the girl finally seems to get bored. She swallows just as your knees were about to slide into her mouth, dragging you in much deeper. With another few gulps, you're completely sealed within her, the last of your legs pushing down through her esophagus to join the rest of you in the damp confines of her gut. You curl up into an odd position with your legs bent and splayed out next to you rather than forced against your chest. Her stomach seems to have more give to it than <<if $totalEscaped > 0>>any other you've been in<<else>>you would have expected<</if>>--she probably wasn't lying about being able to fit both of you in here. "//*AARRRRRP*// Ah~" the girl sighs. "I hope you //*UURP*// enjoyed the trip, my jaw's a little sore from holding it that //*urp*// long," she laughs. You can feel her running her hands along her gut. Then she slaps your head as soon as she identifies which bulge it is. "You're about to learn a permanent lesson about messing with other people's food." Taking her place wasn't exactly what you'd wanted when you stepped in to help Mandy, you can't let it end like this!<<set $sceneAttack to 0>><<set $sceneDefense to 0>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "preyOptions">></div>

<<set $metErika to true>><<set $time to 12.5>><<include "TIME">>Still feeling empowered by your previous tastes of freedom, you fight on. After failing to be able to reproduce the blow that upset her before, you think up a new strategy and stop for a moment, building up your strength. With her gut calmer from you staying still, a new range of sounds reaches your ears during your rest: a variety of soft squishing noises from the organs around you at work, and the beating of her heart above you. "Did you finally give up? Good, you were getting unruly for a min--woah!" your captor tries to say. In the middle of her sentence, you make your move, pushing forward with both your arms and legs as hard as you can. At first you're afraid she's had too many meals for overstretching the walls to have any effect, but soon enough a chorus of deep growls echoes through her stomach and you know it's working. The walls squeeze in tight, forcing your limbs back against your body and beginning to press you back against the base of her throat. "GOD. DAMN IT. Not //*Huuurph*// again..." the girl groans. You're starting to rise back up from the moist depths of her body, moving much faster through her esophagus than the last two times. Before you know it your head breaks through her lips and back into the cool air of the hallway, the rest of your body quickly following behind. "Are you alright out here Erika?" another voice asks from somewhere nearby. "I heard--ah." You still don't see who it is, but presumably she's just come across the scene of your upper body emerging from Erika's mouth. You're desperately holding her arms at bay as she tries to push you back in, still fighting to keep her meal. Once your ass breaks free, she finally relents and the rest of you slips out onto the cold tile<<if $acidStage > 1>>, accompanied by a sizeable flood of vomit<</if>>. <<if $turn < 3>>You quickly jump to your feet, backing away from the girl and standing against the opposite wall. You're slightly exhausted and coated in digestive slime, but otherwise holding up pretty well.<<elseif $turn < 8>>You crawl away from the girl, breathing heavily. Your limbs are sore from the effort of escaping and your time spent churning away has taken a serious toll on your clothing.<<else>>You lay still on the ground panting for a few moments, your body feeling weak and your vision blurred. Eventually the fact that you're still in danger registers and you push yourself up onto all fours, almost slipping from the puddle of acids. You could tell as you were squeezed out that you're completely naked after stewing away for so long, but that's not a high priority in your head right now.<</if>><<if $turn > 2>> You stagger up onto your feet, facing your former predator and stepping even further back away from her. <<if $turn > 7>>She's still bent over coughing and you see her clutch her throat with one hand. With one more gagging cough, a shiny piece of metal flies out of her mouth and slides over in your direction. You rush to grab the key off the ground, then hurry away again.<<else>> She's glaring at you, still sitting on the ground and occasionally coughing.<</if>><<else>> Your former predator is glaring at you, still sitting on the floor and occasionally coughing.<</if>> It's at this point that you finally spot the source of the other voice: A fairly tall brunette with very long hair standing in a nearby doorway, looking ambivalent towards the current situation. "This is good actually, I need your help moving something," she says. "Ugh, fine..." Erika replies with a cough. She stands up and looks over at you cowering against the wall. "I guess the dragon is slain, good job..." she mutters before going to join the other girl. You take off up the hall, eager to get back to your room to clean up. <<include "playerPreyEscape">>[[Escape to your dorm->Main Hall- Recovery]]

<<set $time to 12>><<include "TIME">><<set $eatenByMorgan to true>>You start walking down the hall, keeping an eye on the girl but no longer feeling like you're in any danger. You're a bit curious about who it was she ate, but not enough to stick around and try to find out. As you move past the girl and start to think you're in the clear, she finally speaks up... but not at you. "Hey Morgan, there's one more freshman out here that didn't run away," the girl says in a somewhat nasally voice, looking to her left. Grinning, she darts her eyes over to you without turning her head. "Mmm?" you hear a different voice answer. From an open doorway right next to the girl on the ground steps another one--also a brunette, but this one is taller and her hair is extremely long. She locks eyes with you, looking pretty disinterested. "Eh, I guess it //is// lunchtime." With that, she immediately charges in your direction. You're stunned at her sudden burst of energy, starting to flee much too late to escape. She catches up with you easily and tackles you against the wall, pinning your arms. Without a word she plunges your head into her mouth and begins to swallow you down. @@color:orange;You weren't fast enough.@@ You try to push away but she has you locked down completely, expertly holding her weight against you and keeping your arms in a vice grip. You're powerless as the girl hungrily pulls you deeper and deeper into the warm confines of her body, her lips already wrapped around your midriff. The moment your arms are too far in to help you, she flips what's left of you up overhead to finish the job. She's unbelievably efficient, not taking even a second to savour you. Mere seconds after she began, you feel your feet slide out of her throat and into her stomach. Your body curls up tight into the moist walls. "HEY!" you shout, pushing out with your arms as hard as you can. "LET ME GO! They have actual food for lunch!" You feel air rush up her throat, then the rumble of a massive belch. "Erika, I'm gonna need your help moving these now," your captor says, completely ignoring you. You're jostled around as she walks back into the classroom she came from. "Ugh, finnnee..." the other girl replies. You can just barely make out her voice. "Just give me a second to get up, she's //*urp*// still squirming." <<link "Struggle">><<append "#digestion">> Morgan's stomach is as efficient as she was, immediately kicking into high gear, squeezing and churning against your body. You do your best to fight back against her, but nothing you do gets any kind of response. Acids are already flooding in and sloshing around as she goes about her business, a symphony of gurgles and groans echoing through your head all the while. You're finding it hard to think straight with the slick walls constantly shifting and rubbing against you. "God, does this stuff really need to go on the top shelf?" you hear Erika say, clearly strained. "It's a bit much on a full stomach..." "Yeah, technically we're not supposed to use the closet for club stuff, but Bora only complains if it gets in her way," Morgan says. You hear a dull thud somewhere above you and she sighs. "And she's the only one that ever really teaches in this room." "Come on, volleyball gets to claim the whole gym every Wednesday but they can't even give us shelf space?" Erika says. "Welcome to the life of a Tabletop Club exec," Morgan sighs. "Now come on, you wanted the position, so you have to help." "Hang on... I almost... got i-SHIT!" Erika cries out. A moment later you feel something slam into your back through Morgan's gut, then hear whatever it was crash onto the ground. Not only does it hurt, it seems to agitate Morgan's stomach into being even more aggressive. "//*UURP*// Ow." Morgan says pretty calmly. "UGH, I'm done!" Erika grunts. "I can barely //*urp*// reach that shelf in the first place, doing it with a passenger is impossible! Also, sorry about that..." Morgan sighs. "You're fine, at least that one was just books so they should be alright. Have fun bending down to pick them up with that belly though." "Damn it..." @@color:red;You're being digested, but she's too strong, nothing you do seems to faze her!@@ Struggling seems hopeless, but another idea strikes you. It might be a longshot, but they said Tabletop Club, right? <<if $club is "dungeon">>Maybe she wouldn't want to digest a member<<else>>You may not be a member, but maybe if you pretend she'd let you go<</if>>. <</append>> <<replace "#struggle">><<link "Wait, I'm in your club!">><<if $club is "dungeon">><<goto "Morgan- Released">><<else>><<append "#digestion">><<addclass "body" "acid2">> "W-Wait! Did you say Tabletop club? I'm a member!" you lie. "Please, let me out!" "Ah." Morgan says, acknowledging you for the first time since swallowing you. "Ha! Are you breaking your own rule? Such an abuse of presidential power," Erika teases. "Maybe. What's your name?" "It's uh, $name," you say nervously. "Well, sorry $name, but I literally just set up the email list," Morgan says. "No $name's joined from the freshman class that I was told about." "Um... I could pick up those books if you let me out?" you offer in desperation. You feel a hand rest on your back. "Alas, twas a noble attempt, but here ends the tale of $name," Erika says, putting on a voice. "//*urp*// Meh, it was a pretty shortsighted lie, don't give her too much credit," Morgan says. She bends over a little bit, then you feel the pressure of something heavy resting on top of you. "You'd better get started cleaning up that mess." "Yeah yeah..." With your ruse shot down, you return to fighting against the walls of your prison. You can feel the world shifting around you as Morgan continues her work, lifting whatever it is they're moving up overhead and onto the shelf. None of her attention is on you, and her movements don't even seem to be hindered by your presence, like she immediately adapted to the increased bulk. You've never felt so completely and utterly like you were just someone's food. You keep struggling as hard as you can, but eventually it becomes clear that it really is hopeless. Your arms and legs feel like lead, yet not once have you gotten even a slight reaction out of her. Most of your clothes have melted away into the digestive slurry around you, and all over your body your skin itches and burns. The groaning walls knead against you relentlessly, eager to grind you into nutrients... and you give in. You let your muscles relax and sink back into the warm flesh around you, drifting away to the groaning sounds of her body at work. <<include "Life Lost">><<replace "#struggle">><</replace>><</append>><</if>><</link>> <<link "Panic">><<append "#digestion">><<addclass "body" "acid2">> Talk is useless, you need to get out now! You start to thrash around wildly, pushing your arms and legs out into the warm flesh as hard as you can. Hard or fast, it doesn't seem to matter: none of your movements are having even a slight effect on her. You can feel your clothes starting to melt into the pooling acids, you're not sure how much longer you'll last. "So what's in store for our party this year?" Erika asks, both of the girls ambivalent to your struggle. "I assume you've already put a lot of work into it." "Of course, been plotting this one out all summer. Same world as last semester," Morgan replies. "But, uh, not the same characters obviously." Erika laughs. "I still can't believe you really let it end with all of us getting eaten!" "Well, it didn't have to, but you guys just kept rushing in headfirst," Morgan laughs. She falls back into a chair, jolting the contents of her gut and sending acids splashing up around you. "This year's campaign is gonna be big since it's my last, that's why I'm having people make characters beforehand this time. We need all the time we can get." "Can't wait, you never disappoint!" Erika says. "...Could you help me up? I thought laying on my belly would be a smart way to do this but I think I'm stuck now..." "I don't know, you look like you're having fun down there." "Morgan!" You keep struggling as hard as you can, but eventually it becomes clear that it really is hopeless. Your arms and legs feel like lead, yet not once have you gotten even a slight reaction out of her. Most of your clothes have melted away into the digestive slurry around you, and all over your body your skin itches and burns. The groaning walls knead against you relentlessly, eager to grind you into nutrients... and you give in. You let your muscles relax and sink back into the warm flesh around you, drifting away to the groaning sounds of her body at work. <<include "Life Lost">><<replace "#struggle">><</replace>><</append>><</link>><</replace>><</link>>

<<set $outfitState to "drenched">><<set $totalEscaped += 1>><<set $metMorgan to true>><<set $metErika to true>>"W-Wait! Did you say Tabletop club? I'm a member!" you shout. "Please, let me out!" "Ah." Morgan says, acknowledging you for the first time since swallowing you. "Ha! Are you breaking your own rule? Such an abuse of presidential power," Erika teases. "Maybe. What's your name?" "I-It's $name, $name $last!" Morgan sighs. "Yeah you're on the list..." "Well, you already ate her, I think we can handle one less member," Erika says. You feel her poke you through the stomach walls. "Sorry $name.~" "Nah, only four freshmen signed up and we need the numbers to not get axed," Morgan says. You breathe a sigh of relief. Something presses up against you from below. "Hang tight $name, I'll get you out." She takes a deep breath, then a moment later the stomach walls crash in on you, squeezing down painfully tight all over your body. You feel her grab the bulge of you in her belly and push in and up. Just as you're starting to feel like you might crack a rib, the top of her stomach opens up to accept your head and you start to get pushed back into her throat. Your face slides up and across her tongue, grazes past her teeth, and finally emerges into the cool outside air. It takes you a minute to readjust to the light as the rest of your body is released back into the world. "Gross..." Erika mutters, scrunching up her face. You're laying on cold tile floor, drenched in strange fluids but otherwise in pretty good shape. Your clothes even seem to have held up pretty well. Morgan is bent over next to you, but after a single cough she stands back upright and seems to be perfectly fine. "Heh, sorry about that..." she says. She starts to reach a hand out to help you up, but quickly pulls it back. "Actually I don't want vomit getting on any of this stuff..." "Of course..." you mumble, standing back up on your own. "Uh... thanks?" "This is a weird way to be introduced, but I'm Morgan! I'm the club president," she says with a sympathetic smile. "I'm glad you said something, we have a rule about eating other club members and I'd hate to lose one of my players already..." "Nice to meet you properly..." you reply, flicking your hands at the ground to shake off some of the vomit. "You should go get cleaned up," she tells you. "Uh, see you Wednesday I guess? We'll be in this room," she says, looking a little embarrassed. "And make sure you check your school email, I'll be sending out details about making your character either tonight or tomorrow!" "Yeah..." you say, walking over to the door. [[Go get changed->Main Hall- Recovery]]

<<if $analAteOlivia>><<set $time to 11.75>><<include "TIME">>You leisurely step out of the bathroom and start to walk back toward your dorm, feeling much safer with your massive gut. The fact that it's a sophomore stewing away has also made you a bit cocky. You head around the corner, passing a few girls coming out of a classroom that give you a wary look and keep their distance. From the sounds of it there's some sort of commotion happening in the main hallway, but you just walk right past without paying it any mind, eager to get back and relax. When you reach the door you unlock it and step inside, finding Emma back from her class already and lounging on her bed. She looks up from her phone when she hears the door open. There's no clear expression on her face, like she's not sure how to react to what she's seeing. "Heya $name. So, uh, eventful class?" she says, putting her phone away and sliding to sit at the edge of the bed. "I'm glad you're clearly //better// than okay, but don't you think us freshman have enough to worry about today without feeding on each other?" You smile. "Not a freshman," you say as you take a seat on your bed. You start to massage what's left of Olivia.<<if $emmaInquiry1 is 2>> "Oh and don't worry, we got pretty well acquainted first."<</if>> "Whaaat?" Emma says, her face lighting up. "You're joking. How the hell did you pull that off?" "Oh it gets crazier," you tell her. She gets up and walks over to sit next to you instead<<if $emmaInquiry1 is 2>>, any disapproval she had long gone<</if>>. "Tell me. Everything," she says, poking your gut. "C'mon, spill. Spill!" "Alright, alright, calm down," you say. You explain the very strange series of events you've experienced in the few hours since you last saw her: going to the wrong class, being forced to give a 'demonstration' for Olivia, and managing to actually finish the job.<<if $emmaRel > 2>> The whole time you were talking, she was gently massaging your bloated belly with one hand, not seeming to really be paying attention to what she was doing.<</if>> "Wow. That is //wild//," Emma says. "She really just let you do it?" "Up to a point." "And she really went //up your butt//?" she asks. You nod, blushing a little. "That's gross, $name... how'd it feel?" "Hey you're one to talk, didn't you say you came //out// of a butt once when we first met?" you reply, dodging the question. Emma blushes and crosses her arms. "I was just playing up the story!" she protests.<<if $emmaRel > 3>> "Or, maybe I was. I blacked out and woke up very smelly, and Allie was nearby without pants on, but I try not to think too hard about what really happened..."<</if>> <<if $emmaRel > 3>>"I see..." you say, not sure how to respond to that.<<else>>"Uh-huh," you say in a teasing tone.<</if>> "Uh, anyways, you wanna go grab lunch?" she asks. <<if $emmaRel > 2>>"I'll feel less worried about getting targeted with the sophomore slayer by my side."<</if>> "I mean, I feel like I already have lunch," you say, patting your belly. "But I'm hungry!" she replies. "You're not really going to make me go to the dining hall all alone, are you?<<if $emmaDitchedCookout > 0>> Remember what happened last night? And its way more dangerous now than at the cookout...<</if>>" [[Go With Her->September 2nd- Going to Lunch w/Emma]] [[Stay Here->September 2nd- Skip Lunch]]<<else>>A spike of adrenaline rushes through your veins at the thought. Thinking fast, you roll to your right and slide right under the walls of the stall, quickly getting to your feet on the other side. You grab one strap of your backpack and rush out of the room without looking back. "FUCK!" you hear her shout as you're running out the door. @@color:yellowgreen;You managed to escape.@@ You burst out of the bathroom door and back into the hall, sprinting all the way around the corner and back toward your dorm. It doesn't sound like Olivia is following you, but you still don't stop or look back until you're at the door to your room. You hastily throw the key in the lock and step inside. The room is empty--Emma's class must not be over yet. Breathing a sigh of relief, you collapse onto your bed. Now that you're safe, the toll of Olivia's tour through your body combined with sprinting across the building crashes onto you in full. Everything feels sore and looser than it's supposed to be. You're actually so exhausted that you manage to doze off unintentionally within a minute or so of laying down. ...<<set $stamina += 10>> "$name? You alright?" You wake to the sound of Emma's voice<<if $emmaRel > 2>>, clearly concerned,<</if>> and the door to your dorm closing. Not even fully realizing you'd been asleep, you quickly sit up and look around, feeling a bit dazed. "I thought you had a class that went longer than mine?" Emma says, <<if $emmaRel > 3>>sitting at the foot of your bed<<else>>putting her bag down and taking a seat on her bed<</if>>. "Oh yeah, yeah, I did..." you say, finally waking up all the way. "But I went to the wrong room and ran into a little trouble." "Oh no! What happened?" "Umm..." You think back on the strange sequence of events. "I'd rather not talk about it. I'm alright though," you reassure her. "Oh..." She looks more concerned by your evasion, but gives you a smile. "Well, I'm glad you're okay. You hungry? I was planning on going to the dining hall when you got back, but I guess we can go a bit early. If you're feeling up to it!" Your stomach groans, still a bit upset from losing its meal but clearly eager for some kind of replacement. "Yeah, let's go," you tell her.<<if $day2SunnyFlirt>> Before getting up, you quickly check your phone and notice that you have a new message. It's from Sunny! You open it up to take a look. //"Hey, hope you didn't think I was kidding nerd :P Your buddy is really getting in the way of my unpacking//" Below the message is a picture--an overhead selfie of Sunny in her cluttered room, her bloated belly fully in frame. It's smooth and sagging a little, definitely smaller than at breakfast but still very large. She's flashing a peace sign at the camera with a big smile on her face, still wearing her sunglasses. You grin and text back: "//Don't worry, she'll be out of your way before long//".<</if>> [[Head to lunch->September 2nd- Going to Lunch w/Emma]]<</if>>

"Eh, from the sounds of it everyone involved is occupied, we'll just hurry past," you say, walking forward again. <<if $leahInfo1 is 1>>"Besides, it's been too long since I've seen a good brawl," you add, turning to Leah with a grin. She snorts before responding.<</if>> "If you say so," she says<<if $leahInfo1 is 1>>, smiling<<else>> nervously<</if>>. The two of you round the corner and find a girl sitting against the wall with a bloated, squirming belly. It's a fairly short brunette wearing glasses, who seems to be too absorbed in predatory bliss to even notice the two of you.<<if ($ateMandy is false) and ($ateMandyCookout is false) and ($mandyEscaped is not "ignored")>> There's a pair of sneakers on the ground next to her that seem oddly familiar, but you can't place where you've seen them before.<</if>> You and Leah walk past at a brisk pace, not looking her way. "See, we're fine," you tell Leah once you're safely past her in the lobby. "Safer than going up through Lampton." "Yeah I guess, still seemed riskier than we needed to be," she replies. "Ah come on, we can't just hide from every person we see," you say. The two of you step out into the courtyard and start to walk over to the dining hall. There are a few others outside, but most of them seem to be going the same place you are. "Well, we could..." Leah says quietly. "Alright, we //could//, but it's not like<<if $sunnyRel > 0>>-" you start to say, but you get cut off by someone draping their arm around your shoulder. You freeze and Leah takes a step back. Turning to your left, you find yourself face to face with Sunny from this morning. "Heeey $name, <<if $day2SunnyFlirt>>looks like you get a surprise live update<<else>>I knew I recognized you<</if>>! Still holding out, I see," she says with a grin, pulling you tighter into a side hug before letting go. She's still looking pretty plump from her meal this morning. Stepping out in front of you, she seems to notice Leah for the first time. "Oh and you have more than one friend! Very cool." "Uh, yeah... Leah this is Sunny. Sunny, Leah," you say. "We met this morning at breakfast, she's a junior," you explain. "Hi..." Leah mumbles. "You two are so cute! So nervous for no reason," she laughs. "With jugs like those I would have just cut right to the chase if I was gonna eat you, you're fine!" she says to Leah. Leah's face gets red and she seems to be trying to sink into her hoodie. "So are you-" "I'm on my way to class!" Sunny says, cutting you off. "Just thought I'd come say hi. Don't go becoming anyone's lunch now, alright?" she says, ruffling both you and Leah's hair like you were little kids. "See ya!" As quickly as she walked into your conversation, she's gone. "Sorry about that," you say as you and Leah resume your walk. "It's fine..." Leah replies, looking embarrassed. "Let's just get lunch."<<else>> everyone is out to get us," you tell her. "You're right<<if $leahRel > 1>>, but the less people you see the less people try to talk to you<<else>>...<</if>>" she says.<<if $leahRel > 1>> "Ah, the true horror we have to face," you joke.<</if>><</if>> [[Head into the dining hall->September 2nd- Lunch Leah]]

"Uh yeah, how about we go upstairs, we can cross the bridge to get there," you say, turning around. "Just to be safe." The two of you head back up the hall and around the corner, distancing yourself from whatever was going on. Better to not risk getting involved. The path to the stairs is pretty barren, the only other person you spot being a girl walking into the bathroom on the opposite end of the hall. "Don't you think going through Lampton is dangerous?" Leah asks as she follows you up the stairs. "Don't all the upperclassmen like, live there?" "I mean yeah, but we only need to walk through that one hallway that's partially freshman. We'll be fine!" you reassure her. "Yeah, but..." Leah mumbles. "Legally, there's gotta be other ways out of the building, right? Like, uh, fire safety, that one by the front desk can't be the only door out..." "Ah, relax, you worry too much!" you say as the two of you walk out onto the second floor. Just before you turn the corner, someone calls out to you. "Well well, look who's out and about after all!" You turn around and see two girls walking up to you--one in a short black dress with curly black hair, the other a dark skinned girl in a small tank top and shorts. "Oh, hey Mal," Leah says. "Who's this now?" the girl in the dress asks, looking at you. "$name," you answer. "We just had class together. Who are you?" "Name's Mallory Weiss, you can call me Mal!" she says with a smile. She's clearly wearing a lot of makeup, her face flawlessly smooth and her lips bright. She even has blue eye shadow on. "I'm Leah's roommate. Give up on staying cooped up all day hun?" "Well, I had to go to class... And $name wanted to grab lunch so we're-" Leah starts to reply. "Oh perfect! We can all go together," Mallory cuts in. Leah looks over at you and you shrug. "Sure... But, uh, who's this?" she asks. "Of course, sorry, how rude! This is Beli, she's a sophomore," Mallory replies, gesturing at the girl next to her. "Beli, this is--well, you heard their names," she laughs. "Yo," the other girl says with a quick wave. Her hair is black with red highlights, and noticeably longer on the right side than the left. On her right side, her upper arm up to her shoulder is covered with an elaborate floral tattoo. The strip of her midriff left bare by her shirt reveals more ink on her stomach, but it's mostly concealed. "Well, let's get a move on!" Mallory says, leading the way. [[Continue on to lunch->September 2nd- Lunch Leah and Crew]]

<<set $time to 12>><<include "TIME">><<set $day2LunchLeah to true>><<set $minaEnd to "unknown">>The two of you enter the dining hall and head straight for the buffet line. Taking a look around, there are several girls with huge, shifting bellies sitting at some of the tables. More proof that "massacre" was an apt title for the day. Once you have your food, you head for a table in the corner of the room. The area nearby is pretty barren and it's right up against the wall, probably the safest spot you could ask for. You let her sit on the far side, facing the rest of the cafeteria, knowing that she was nervous about coming in the first place. "How quickly do you think this food is gonna get old?" you say as you sit down. The selection was basically identical to what they had for lunch yesterday. "Yeah, probably," Leah replies. She pauses for a second, then corrects herself. "Um, I mean pretty quick. It's not too bad though..." "Yeah, that's true. Seems like most people prefer the other menu though," you joke. "Oh definitely," Leah replies with a slight smile. You notice her fidgeting with her hands. After a brief silence, she starts to eat and keeps her eyes locked on her food. You realize it's probably going to be on you to carry the conversation here. "So..." \ <<linkreplace "Ask about her roommate ">><<set $counter += 1>><<append "#dialogue">> "What's your roommate like?" you ask her<<if $counter > 1>>, trying to keep the conversation going<</if>>. "Mal is, uh, pretty nice," Leah says, blushing a little. <<if $counter is 1>>She looks up from her food, but only briefly makes eye contact. <</if>>"She seems like a bit of a neat freak though, that might cause some problems later on." "Well, that could get annoying but it's not the worst. You're not worried she's the type that would eat you though, right?" you ask. "Maybe if I leave my clothes laying around," Leah says with a laugh. "But, uh, no, I think she's pretty reasonable. Lucked out there I guess." There's a pause. "Um, how about you?" "Mine is this girl named Emma, <<if $emmaRel > 3>>she's awesome! We spent like all day together yesterday, she was actually the first person I met on campus. It was a crazy coincidence<<elseif $emmaRel > 1>>she's really sweet! Maybe a little too energetic at times, but she's so nice to people right off the bat that I almost can't picture her eating anyone<<else>>she's alright I guess. Definitely nice, but she seems a bit too energetic to me, I'm afraid it's gonna get annoying. We haven't talked that much though<</if>>," you reply. "<<if $emmaRel > 3>>That is pretty crazy<<else>>Yeah, high energy people can really get on my nerves...<</if>>" Leah says. <<if $counter is 1>>She seems to return her focus to her food<</if>>. <</append>><<if $counter > 1>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><<toggleclass "#choices" "hide">><</if>><</linkreplace>>\ <<linkreplace "Ask about clubs ">><<set $counter += 1>><<append "#dialogue">> "Did you join any of the clubs at the cookout yesterday?" you ask<<if $counter > 1>>, trying to keep the conversation going<</if>>. "Yeah, I'm in tabletop club," she says.<<set $leahInfo2 to 1>> <<if $club is "dungeon">>"Oh that's awesome, me too!" you reply. Her face lights up a little. "Really? That's great! Have you played D&D before, or something like it? I didn't think it was your type of thing<<if $leahInfo1 is 1>>, but I guess it does make sense<</if>>," she says, smiling. "A little bit here and there, but I never really had a consistent group to do it with," you reply. "That sucks, roleplaying is what kept me sane through high school!" Leah says. "We had a group that would meet after school every Thursday, it was a blast! Some of the people kinda sucked outside of it, but our campaign was fun. I even DMed for a few weeks once, though that was kinda stressful..." <<if $leahInfo1 is 1>>You smile--all of a sudden she has that same energy as when you brought up Oblivion yesterday.<</if>>"Cool! I can't wait to play with someone so experienced," you reply. "Yeah it's gonna be great being in a party together! I already have my character all planned out and everything, I hope it works with whatever ruleset we're using." "Wow, really? I haven't even really thought about it yet," you say. "Well, I've had her in mind for a while waiting to find another group to play with. I've pretty much always played a wizard type character, and my last one was borderline evil by the time we stopped playing, so I wanted to go in a completely different direction. I'm going to be playing as: Eriah Fenhart, a valiant paladin! Her mother was a necromancer, but she rejects her dark ways and is out to bring honor back to her family name. I have this whole..." she trails off and sinks back into her hoodie a bit. "I'm--I'm rambling again, sorry..." "Oh no, no! I was interested, your character sounds cool!" you reassure her. "Is there something else you wanted to talk about?" she asks quietly.<<else>>"Interesting, I thought about joining that one, but I ended up going for<<if $club is "cooking">> cooking club instead. I've always wanted to be a good cook, it seems a like a good way to improve my skills<<else>> the swim team instead. I love swimming, and the person doing the sign-ups really sold me on that off-campus trip<</if>>," you reply. "<<if $club is "cooking">>Heh, I'm trash at cooking anything but ramen, I would have been really out of place there<<else>>competitive swimming is too intense for me, I'd be exhausted before even making it to the other side of the pool<</if>>," Leah says with a slight laugh. "<<if $club is "cooking">>Don't be too hard on yourself! I'm not great either, that's why I want to learn<<else>>Oh it's not so bad, the water is really relaxing and it stops you from feeling sweaty and gross like most sports<</if>>," you say. She nods her head a bit but doesn't reply.<</if>> <</append>><<if $counter > 1>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><<toggleclass "#choices" "hide">><</if>><</linkreplace>>\ <<linkreplace "Ask if she's doing alright ">><<set $counter += 1>><<append "#dialogue">> "Are you doing alright?" you ask her. "You seem very nervous, is the "Monday Massacre" thing getting to you that much? I'm sorry, I didn't mean to drag you out of your comfort zone or anything."<<set $leahCare += 1>> "The wha--Oh, right right," she replies<<if $counter is 1>>, looking up a little but not at you<</if>>. "Um, yeah I'm fine, this is just how I am. Sorry..." "Oh no need to apologize! I was just afraid I was being rude or something," you say, feeling bad about asking now. "Thanks for worrying, I guess..." she mumbles, looking uncomfortable. "Is there something you wanted to talk about?" <</append>><<if $counter > 1>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><<toggleclass "#choices" "hide">><</if>><</linkreplace>> \ Although she's not giving you much to work with, you manage to keep a reasonable conversation going and the two of you chat for a while. <<if $leahInfo1 is 1>>You bring up Oblivion again in an effort to get her talking, and that manages to carry pretty much the rest of your conversation.<</if>> Leah goes back for more food twice, and luckily you aren't bothered by any of the other students. Eventually, you check the time and see that it's getting pretty close to when your second class starts.<<if $day2SunnyFlirt>> In the process of looking at the clock on your phone, you notice that you have an unread message. It's another picture from Sunny! You quickly open it to take a look, tilting your screen for a bit of privacy just in case. This time it's a picture at an odd angle shot from below, looking up at her gut. She's sitting at a desk, only the lower half of her face visible due to the framing. Her belly has gotten considerably smaller, though it's still big enough to make her shirt ride up a fair amount. She's grabbing the soft bulge tight with her free hand, showing off how squishy it's gotten. "//She's making me super gassy in the middle of class :X//" she added. After glancing around to make sure no one's watching your screen, you quickly text back: "//That just means your body's working hard! I can see that she's *going*, but where to?//" Before you've even stowed your phone again, she gets back to you. "//You'll have to wait a little longer for that ;) Don't get too pushy with that kind of wording, or I might send you something gross next time I hit the bathroom :P//" You smirk, but quickly snap your attention back to Leah.<</if>> "Are you about ready to head out? I've got another class I need to get to soon," you say. "Yeah, I'm good. I only had that one class today, what else do you have?" Leah asks. "It's like, 'Escaping 101' or something like that," you reply, getting up from your seat. <<if ($leahRel > 1) and ($leahCare < 1)>>"Oh, um, by the way..." she starts to say, before pausing and looking away. "There's this, uh, fighting game that I just got a few days ago that I haven't had the chance to play with anyone else yet... Would you want to, um, come over to my dorm later and give it a try?" She's looking down at the table with her hands in her pockets. <<link "Yes">><<replace "#choices2">> <<set $leahInvited to true>>"I'd love to!" you reply with a smile. "What's your room number?" "Awesome! It's, uh, K224," she says, with a not so subtle sigh of relief.<<set $leahDorm to true>><<set $malloryDorm to true>> <<toggleclass "#continue2" "hide">><</replace>><</link>> <<link "No">><<replace "#choices2">> "Oh, uh, I don't think tonight will really work for me, but maybe some other time," you tell her. "Okay, yeah, no problem," she blurts out, blushing a little. <<toggleclass "#continue2" "hide">><</replace>><</link>> <<else>>"Well, good luck. Hope it's not as boring as the one we had earlier," she says. "I knew I saw a familiar face over here!" someone says from behind you. You turn around, finding a dark haired girl wearing a black dress approaching your table. There's a warm smile on her face that puts you at ease. "How are you darling? Gave up on staying cooped up all day?" the girl says to Leah. "Oh, hey. Uh, $name this is my roommate, Mallory," Leah says. "Great to meet you $name! You can call me Mal," she says with a grin. She's clearly wearing a lot of makeup, her face flawlessly smooth and her lips bright. She even has blue eye shadow on. "You should have told me you were coming to lunch after all, we all could have sat together!" "Sorry, I wasn't planning on it but $name wanted to come," Leah says quietly. "Oh but she has class now." "Well that's perfect, we'll all walk back to the main building together! Have a bit of time to talk, keep each other safe, it'll be lovely!" Mallory says.<<set $metMallory to true>><<if $leahRel < 2>> <<Leah 1>><</if>> [[Walk back to Karbo->September 2nd- Going to Class 2]]<</if>> "I knew I saw a familiar face over here!" someone says from behind you. You turn around, finding a dark haired girl wearing a black dress approaching your table. There's a warm smile on her face that puts you at ease. "How are you darling? Gave up on staying cooped up all day?" the girl says to Leah. "Oh, hey. Uh, $name this is my roommate, Mallory," Leah says. "Great to meet you $name! You can call me Mal," she says with a grin. She's clearly wearing a lot of makeup, her face flawlessly smooth and her lips bright. She even has blue eye shadow on. "You should have told me you were coming to lunch after all, we all could have sat together!" "Sorry, I wasn't planning on it but $name wanted to come," Leah says quietly. "Oh but she has class now." "Well that's perfect, we'll all walk back to the main building together! Have a bit of time to talk, keep each other safe, it'll be lovely!" Mallory says.<<set $metMallory to true>><<if $leahRel < 3>><<if ($leahRel is 2) and (($leahCare > 0) or ($leahInvited is false))>><<else>> <<Leah 1>><</if>><</if>> [[Walk back to Karbo->September 2nd- Going to Class 2]]<<if $fullness is 0>><<set $stamina += 8>><<set $stamina to Math.clamp($stamina, 0, $staminaMax)>><</if>>

<<set $time to 12>><<include "TIME">><<set $day2LunchCrew to true>><<set $minaEnd to "unknown">><<set $metMallory to true>><<set $metBeli to true>>Now joined by Mallory and Beli, you continue on your way to the dining hall. The four of you cross over from Karbo into Lampton, the two newcomers chatting with each other as they evidently finish whatever conversation they were having before you came along. You and Leah are mostly left out, lagging behind them in the walk through the hall. She seems uncomfortable with the way the situation has changed. But, you all make it without issue, the only other students you passed on the way seeming to already know both Beli and Mallory. As you walk down the stairs into the cafeteria, you can see that the room is bustling with activity. Several girls with bloated bellies at various stages of digestion are scattered around the tables, making it evident that "massacre" was an accurate description for the day. The four of you grab some food and find a place to sit. "Alright, this is exciting! I don't believe we've met at all yet $name. I tried to make some rounds of our class yesterday but I suppose I was never going to get to everyone," Mallory says. She sits with her arms on the table, resting her chin on her hands and giving you an eager look. "I tried my darnedest to get Leah out of our dorm to face the day, I can't wait to get to know the girl that succeeded!" "Well, she was already out since we had class, that probably helped," you reply. Leah is slouched over next to you, focused on her food rather than the conversation. "Right, you mentioned that!" Mallory says, looking at Leah. Her smile briefly morphs into a pout when she sees that she isn't paying attention. "What class was it you had again?" "Intro to Vore, probably the best one to start out with," you say. "It was more interesting than I expected a first day on the basics to be, and the teacher was really nice too! You have any classes yet?" "Indeed I have! Escapism early in the day, can't say I have such enthusiastic things to say about the professor though," Mallory laughs. "Leah dear, what did you think of class?" she asks, tapping the table lightly with one hand to get her attention. "Hmm? Oh, it was fine. Kinda boring, Professor Juniper was nice," Leah replies. "I figured that was who you had, Juniper is the best! I'm gonna miss her this year," Beli chimes in. "After Intro she kinda disappears from your life until you get to really advanced classes in your third and fourth year." "Really? I had her pegged as the low level professor," you say. "Oh yeah, don't let her bubbly personality fool you, she's probably the most skilled predator here besides the headmistress." "Always good to see that you don't need to be a jerk to be good at this stuff. I can't wait to meet her!" Mallory says. Her eyes dart between you and Leah for a moment. "So what's on your mind $name? Let's all get to know each other." \<<set $counter to 0>> \ \<<linkreplace "Talk about clubs ">><<set $counter += 1>>\ <<append "#text">> "<<if $counter is 1>>Oh, uh, w<<else>>W<</if>>hat club did you guys join yesterday? Or Beli I guess, what club are you in?" you ask. "The student council of course! Always want a say in how things are run you know," Mallory replies. "Beli and a few others say they don't really do anything, but I just take that as a challenge to make some changes."<<set $malloryInfo1 to 1>> "Yeah, party planning committee is a more accurate name," Beli chuckles.<<if $counter is 1>> She's already finished the sandwich she got and has taken to leaning back in her seat with her legs on the table.<</if>> "As for me, I gave up on the whole 'clubs' thing. Music club turned out to be lame, volleyball just felt like a chore after the first week when I gave it a shot second semester, so I called it quits. I bet the school'll stop having 'official' clubs other than the swim team in a few years anyways. There's like, a dozen students tops in most of 'em."<<set $beliInfo1 to 1>> "All the more reason to join one, Beli! Or start your own if you don't like what's available," Mallory says, nudging her. "How about you, $name?" "I went for <<if $club is "dungeon">>tabletop club. Felt like it would be fun to have a consistent group to play with<<elseif $club is "cooking">>cooking club. I've always wanted to be a good cook, it seems like a good way to improve my skills<<else>>the swim team. I love swimming, and the person doing the sign-ups really sold me on that off-campus trip<</if>>," you reply.<<if $club isnot "dungeon">> You look over at Leah, but she doesn't seem like she's planning on speaking up. "Interesting choice, <<if $club is "swim">>I hadn't fancied you an athlete<<else>>it's certainly a useful skill<</if>>," Mallory replies.<<else>> Leah's head perks up. "Oh really? Me too!" she says, grinning at you. "I didn't think it was your type of thing<<if $leahInfo1 is 1>>, but I guess it does make sense<</if>>."<<set $leahInfo2 to 1>> "Awesome! I was a little nervous about it, but knowing someone else going in will be great," you say. "Heh, that nerd shit isn't really my speed, but I've heard only good things from the people that are in it. I'm sure you two'll have a great time," Beli says. She didn't seem to mean any harm by it, but Leah looks a little embarrassed and shrinks back again at her comment. "Plus, Morgan's probably the most chill person in the senior class."<</if>> <</append>><<if $counter is 2>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><<replace "#choices">><</replace>><<else>><<toggleclass "#interjection" "hide">><<replace "#choices">><</replace>><</if>><</linkreplace>>\ \<<linkreplace "Talk about teachers ">><<set $counter += 1>>\ <<append "#text">> "<<if $counter is 1>>Well, I'd actually like to know more about the professors. Got any more insider gossip to share, Beli?<<else>>So Beli, got any info on the other professors?<</if>>" you ask. <<if $metSunny>>They didn't come up when you talked with Sunny, so<<else>>You<</if>> may as well take the opportunity to learn from someone with experience at the school. "Sure do!" Beli says.<<if $counter is 1>> She's already finished the sandwich she got and has taken to leaning back in her seat with her legs on the table.<</if>> "You've got Slate, who poor Mal here had to suffer through as her first impression of the school. Total hardass, no one's favorite teacher. I don't think I've ever seen her smile." "Mmm, I had her for the tour and class this morning, quite the grumpy soul," Mallory says. "She is good at teaching at least, it's just her personality that sucks," Beli continues. "On the other hand, you've got Professor Bora, who somehow manages to make the driest class offered here exciting. Almost makes me wish I'd taken A&P II, but she's not //that// good." "I have Escapism after this, you think I'm also with Slate?" you ask, not excited by their reviews. "Heh, sorry sister, but that's almost a guarantee. If you're //really// lucky you'll have Gossam, but unless something's changed since last year she only teaches one section of that and doesn't come in on Mondays," Beli says. She gets a grin on her face. "I'll give you one more, probably the craziest. Does the name Willamie Florida ring any bells to you?" "Not really, no," you reply. Leah perks up when she hears the name, but her face starts to turn red and she quickly makes a conscious effort to look like she's not paying attention. "Aw don't be shy Leah, we can be honest here," Beli says, amused. "So who is she?" you ask.<<if $leahRel > 1>> You try to give Leah a reassuring pat on the back, but she jumps a bit at your touch.<</if>> "She used to be a porn star, famous for //heavily// incorporating vore into all of her videos," Beli explains, grinning. Leah quickly excuses herself to get more food. "But as of last year, she's a professor here teaching unbirth classes. It was fucking surreal having her be the one to show me the ropes."<<set $floridaInfo1 to 1>> "Woah, you've taken a class in unbirth?" you ask. "Hell yeah, and you should too next semester! There's a whole world of sensations you don't know you're missing out on until you experience it," Beli replies, running a hand along her stomach. "I'll be sure to keep that in mind," you say. You see Leah coming back to the table and quickly change the subject for her sake. <</append>><<if $counter is 2>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><<replace "#choices">><</replace>><</if>><</linkreplace>>\ \<<linkreplace "Ask Mallory about upperclassman ">><<set $counter += 1>>\ <<append "#text">> "<<if $counter is 1>>Well, I have<<else>>You know, I've<</if>> been wondering<<if $counter isnot 1>> Mallory<</if>>, how do you know so many of the upperclassmen already? Everyone we passed in the halls seemed really friendly, and obviously you two seem like friends already," you say. "That's simple darling, I've spent the whole morning socializing. Ought to know the girls we're sharing the campus with, don't you think?" Mallory replies. "I guess, but isn't it dangerous just putting yourself out there like that? Everyone here is a skilled predator, and we were specifically warned they'd be on the hunt for freshman today," you say. "That's what I tried to tell her this morning," Leah mumbles. "Well, has Beli tried to eat any of you?" Mallory says with a smirk. "Uh, no, but-" "There you go then! A friend we never would have made if we just cowered in our rooms because of the 'Monday Massacre'," Mallory says. "You just need to make sure you assert yourself! Be confident and people won't see you as food." "I mean, you have a point but it varies. I never had an interest in grabbing random freshmen. Personally I don't get the appeal of a meal that isn't a challenge or someone you have a score to settle with, you gotta have at least one of those to be worth it," Beli explains. "But with someone else? 'Asserting yourself' might not have done you much good."<<set $beliInfo2 to 1>> "Yes, yes, that's not all there is to it! You also have to know how to read people of course, choose your battles so to speak," Mallory says. "Like, who was that rattlesnake with the ponytail we saw earlier again?" she asks Beli. "Even from a distance you could tell she was bad news." "Ohoho, Zoey. She's as bad as they come. Like, I'm surprised she hasn't gotten herself arrested yet bad," Beli says. "Right, don't take my advice to mean you should have poor judgement," Mallory laughs. <</append>><<if $counter is 2>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><<replace "#choices">><</replace>><</if>><</linkreplace>>\ \<<linkreplace "Ask Beli about her tattoos ">><<set $counter += 1>>\ <<append "#text">> "I really like your tattoo, Beli! Is there any meaning behind it?" you ask. "Thanks, I'm really happy with this one!" Beli says, smiling. She holds her arm out and turns it around a bit so you can see the whole thing; a pattern of blackwork leaves and stems winding around her upper arm, broken up by a few red petalled flowers. "I just thought it looked cool, no real reason to it past that." "Can I see the other one?" you ask. "Sure thing!" she replies, standing up and lifting her shirt enough to expose her midriff. There's two black lines forming a stylized heart around her navel. "Got this one just a month ago. It's simpler, but I felt like if I'm really committing to this school I should do something to decorate my moneymaker," she laughs.<<set $beliInfo3 to 1>> "That's a cool idea," you say. "The linework is certainly very well done," Mallory says, her voice sounding a bit flatter than before. "It can be dangerous trusting an artist with something so permanent." "Yeah, these were actually done by a friend of mine! She's great," Beli beams. "If any of you are ever looking to get some ink, let me know--I can hook you up!" "Ha, I think my mother would eat me if she ever saw me with a tattoo," Mallory laughs. <</append>><<if $counter is 2>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><<replace "#choices">><</replace>><<else>><<toggleclass "#interjection" "hide">><<replace "#choices">><</replace>><</if>><</linkreplace>>\ \ \ "<<if $malloryInfo1 is 1>>You know, speaking of yesterday, what did you do at the cookout $name? I'm curious why I never ran into you," <<if $club is "dungeon">>Mallory<<else>>she<</if>> asks you.<<else>>So $name, since I never ran into you yesterday I'm curious to know, what did you do at the cookout?" she asks you, changing the subject.<</if>> <<link "Explain">><<replace "#choices2">> <<if $cookoutGabby>>"Well, after signing up for clubs I went to get food, but I spotted something better than a burger," you say with a smirk. "<<if $ateGabby>>She was delicious.~ Spent the rest of the time digesting her in that garden by the front gate<<else>>She was a pretty big girl, though, and I ended up biting off more than I could chew I guess. Gave up on the night early after that<</if>>, probably why we didn't run into each other." <<if $ateGabby>>"I thought you looked chubbier than yesterday, but I didn't want to say anything," Leah says with a nervous laugh. "Oh exciting, going for a strong first impression. I stayed away from the voracious ones, so that makes sense," Mallory says. "Just keep your mouth away from Leah and I, alright?" she adds, chuckling.<<else>>"Heh, if you're lucky, someone else picked off that girl for you. I can tell you from experience being on the other side, the ones that get targeted the first day come back with a vengeance if you let 'em," Beli says. "Oh, well that's a shame things didn't go well," Mallory replies. She looks you right in the eye with a sympathetic smile.<</if>><<elseif $cookoutAlice>>"Let's see, after getting my food I came across this group of girls arguing about whether or not it was alright to be eating people on the first day already. <<if $ateMandyCookout>>I finished digesting one of them overnight, if that tells you which side I took," you laugh.<<elseif $eatenByAliceCookout>>It was sort of three on one, and the one was this girl Alice that had been a bitch to me earlier in the day, so of course I sided with the group. That kinda pushed Alice over the edge though and I ended up getting, uh, closer to her than I wanted to," you explain, a little embarrassed. "I made it back out though. But yeah I spent most of the cookout either in Alice or in my dorm, makes sense we didn't see each other."<<else>><<if $kaylaRel < 0>>I ended up siding with the girl that said it was fine, because, like, that's why we're here, y'know?" you explain. "The others got pretty pissed at me and Alice ate one of them then took off, so I ended up spending most of it hanging around alone."<<else>>It was sort of three on one and I sided with the group, saying it wasn't cool to be going for people right off the bat. Had a quick chat with one of them, Kayla, but the group kinda dispersed after that and I ended up spending most of it hanging around alone."<</if>><</if>> <<if $ateMandyCookout>>"I thought you looked chubbier than yesterday, but I didn't want to say anything," Leah says with a nervous laugh. "Oh exciting, going for a strong first impression. I stayed away from the voracious ones, so that makes sense," Mallory says. "Just keep your mouth away from Leah and I, alright?" she adds, chuckling.<<elseif $eatenByAliceCookout>>"Ha! You really don't wanna be making enemies this fast, sister," Beli laughs. "'Specially someone willing to grab you in a big group like that." "I suppose that's a good reason for being elusive," Mallory says with a sympathetic smile.<<if $leahRel > 1>> "I'm glad you're okay..." Leah says quietly.<</if>><<else>><<if $kaylaRel < 0>>"You make a fair point. Strange that I missed you, but," Mallory says, shrugging at the end of her statement.<<else>>"Oh! Kayla's a friend of sorts, she'd been upset about that since lunch," Mallory laughs. "I'll have to ask her about that argument when I get the chance."<</if>><</if>><<elseif $cookoutJuniper>>"Well, I pretty much spent the whole thing right in the center of the courtyard. I had a long conversation with Professor Juniper and these two other girls from our class, she had some good insight about the school!" you reply. "I knew you looked a little familiar! I almost went to join that little group of yours, but I decided to get to know the students rather than the teachers," Mallory replies.<<else>>"Well, after signing up for clubs and getting my food, I met back up with my roommate Emma. When I found her though, she was getting bullied by this blonde asshole. <<if $emmaDitchedCookout > 0>>And then she ate her... but uh, it worked out in the end," you explain. "But yeah that whole situation kinda put both of us out of commission for the rest of the cookout."<<else>>She tried to eat her, but I put a stop to that real quick though," you say with a smile. "We were chatting on one of the benches right in the main courtyard for the rest of the cookout, I'm surprised you didn't run into us if you were going around trying to meet everyone."<</if>> "Oh my, you're Emma's roommate? Lovely, she's such a sweet girl!" Mallory says. "I had lunch with her, she could barely contain her excitement about meeting her roommate you know. <<if $emmaDitchedCookout > 0>>That's awful she had to go through that, make sure you look out for her, alright?<<else>>From the sound of things, you didn't disappoint.<</if>>"<</if>> "What about you Leah, how'd you spend the cookout?" you say, turning to Leah with a smile. You did originally invite her to lunch, so you want to make sure she's not getting left out. "Oh, I just got food and immediately went back to my dorm," Leah replies. "Too crowded." "Mmm, speaking of dear, I had to throw out that plate this morning," Mallory says, giving Leah a look. "Let's try to keep the room clean, alright?" "Yeah, sorry..." Leah mumbles. <</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</link>> <<link "Dodge the question">><<replace "#choices2">> "Oh you know, just hanging around. Must have just never run into each other somehow," you answer, not <<if $eatenByAliceCookout>>wanting to embarrass yourself by explaining that you spent it inside of someone<<else>>interested in giving all the details<</if>>. <<set $counter to 3>> "Uh-huh," Mallory says, a somewhat disappointed look on her face. "Well, we've met now, I guess that's all that matters." <</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</link>> \ The four of you continue talking while you eat. It's nice getting to know each other, but the conversation is pretty dominated by Mallory, and Leah only chimes in occasionally. It's probably good to be expanding your social circle, especially with an upperclassman like Beli, but you can't help being a little disappointed that your plan with Leah got co-opted. After a while, you check the time and see that your second class is starting soon. "Well, it was great meeting you two, but I've gotta be getting to class soon," you say, getting up from the table. "Oh, how about we all walk back to Karbo together then? We've all been done eating for a while anyway," Mallory says. "Sure, probably safer that way," you reply. <<if $leahRel < 2>><<Leah 1>><<else>>Leah seemed uncomfortable with the situation.<</if>> <<if $counter is 3>><<Mallory 1>><<else>><<Mallory 2>><</if>> <<Beli 1>><<if $day2SunnyFlirt>> You glance at your phone before going anywhere and notice that you have an unread message. It's another picture from Sunny! You quickly open it to take a look, tilting your screen for a bit of privacy just in case. This time it's a picture at an odd angle shot from below, looking up at her gut. She's sitting at a desk, only the lower half of her face visible due to the framing. Her belly has gotten considerably smaller, though it's still big enough to make her shirt ride up a fair amount. She's grabbing the soft bulge tight with her free hand, showing off how squishy it's gotten. "//She's making me super gassy in the middle of class :X//" she added. After glancing around to make sure no one's watching your screen, you quickly text back: "//That just means your body's working hard! I can see that she's *going*, but where to?//" Before you've even stowed your phone again, she gets back to you. "//You'll have to wait a little longer for that ;) Don't get too pushy with that kind of wording, or I might send you something gross next time I hit the bathroom :P//"<</if>> [[Head to class->September 2nd- Going to Class 2]]<<if $fullness is 0>><<set $stamina += 8>><<set $stamina to Math.clamp($stamina, 0, $staminaMax)>><</if>>

<<set $time to 12>><<include "TIME">><<set $day2LunchEmma to true>><<set $minaEnd to "unknown">> You and Emma walk over to the buffet line to get your food. Taking a look around, there are several girls with huge, shifting bellies sitting at some of the tables. More proof that "massacre" was an apt title for the day. "Well, we meet again!" a voice calls out. You turn around to see <<if $metCherry>><<if $wrongClassroomStars is "yes">>one of the girls from when you went to the wrong classroom<<else>>Cherry from earlier<</if>> walking toward you<<if $eatenByOlivia>>, her hair looking wet<</if>>. Curiously, it doesn't look like that was directed at you.<<else>><<set $metCherry to true>>a girl with short, unnaturally bright red hair approaching the two of you. She's wearing an unbuttoned red shirt over a short black tube top with frayed jean shorts, leaving most of her midriff exposed.<</if>> "Oh, Cherry! Hi!" Emma says, waving to her. <<if ($wrongClassroomStars isnot "no") and ($wrongClassroomStars isnot "yes")>>"Oh my, and you've already met my other freshman friend! <<if $analAteOlivia>>How's Olivia treating you?" she says when she recognizes you, poking your distended belly.<<elseif $wrongClassroomStars is "failed">>I bet Olivia's pissed wherever she is," she says to you with a grin.<<else>>How's the anus doing, $name?" she says to you with a big grin on her face. "I, uh..." you say, blushing furiously.<</if>> "Wait you two know each other already? Awesome!" Emma beams. "Yup! Let's get some grub and then we'll all chat," Cherry says.<<else>>"Howdy! Who the hell is this?" she asks, looking at you. <<if $wrongClassroomStars is "yes">>"She looks familiar," she adds, giving you a look that says she definitely remembers you.<<else>>You weren't sure if you were seeing it right from a distance, but now that she's this close you can tell her eyes are also a bright shade of red.<</if>> "This is my roommate $name! $name this is Cherry, we met just a little while ago," Emma says. "Why don't we all grab some grub and then we'll chat," Cherry says.<</if>> <<if $analAteOlivia>>You follow behind Emma as she and Cherry get their lunch from the buffet line. You're still feeling plenty full from your earlier meal, so you don't bother getting a plate for yourself. After finding a table, y<<else>>You all head through the buffet line and fill a plate before going to find a table together. Y<</if>>ou and Emma sit next to each other, with Cherry across from you. <<if ($wrongClassroomStars isnot "no") and ($wrongClassroomStars isnot "yes")>>"So how exactly do you two know each other?" you ask, raising an eyebrow at Cherry. "I ran into her on my way back from class! I didn't even realize she was a sophomore until the end of our conversation, I thought she was just a freshman I hadn't met yet," Emma explains with a laugh. "And I was totally gonna eat her since I didn't get anything out of our little adventure earlier, but she was just too nice! I was afraid I'd get a cavity," Cherry says, grinning. "Have you told her how //we// know each other, sweet cheeks?" <<if $analAteOlivia>>"Oh hold on, is Cherry the other girl you mentioned being there when you went to the wrong classroom earlier?" Emma asks. "Yep, that was little 'ol me," Cherry chimes in. "I set that whole thing in motion, so you're welcome by the way. Your roomie here has some real talent!" "What a crazy coincidence!" Emma says. Her gaze drifts down to your belly and her smile fades a bit. "And you're okay with, you know..." "Oh Olivia? Pff, whatever, we hadn't even talked all summer," Cherry replies. "If we're being honest, I already like her better on $name." Your gut lets out an audible groan, as if in agreement. <<else>>"No... I ran into her when I went to the wrong classroom earlier," you tell Emma. "Coward!" Cherry shouts, slamming the table. "She tried to play it off like she was supposed to be at Anal Vore II, so me and a friend decided to put her ass to the test," she explains to Emma, grinning. "Woah wait, what? What do you mean?" Emma says<<if $emmaRel > 2>>, giving you a worried look<</if>>. "Took her to the bathroom and made her try to take my buddy in through the back. <<if $eatenByOlivia>>She couldn't do it obviously, and Liv tried to punish her for it, but things worked out for $name in the end," Cherry says. "She's real pissed at you by the way." "I bet..." you say nervously, blushing. "Oh, I see why you didn't want to talk about it," Emma says, giving you an apologetic smile. <<else>>And believe it or not, $name pulled it off! Took Liv all the way in. I can't believe you didn't brag to your friends about that!" Cherry laughs. <<if $wrongClassroomStars is "failed">>"She got a wee bit overzealous after that, and since you're still here and that belly's flat I'm guessing Liv is off angrily showering and plotting her revenge right now."<</if>> "Seriously? Holy shit $name, you took a sophomore up the butt? That's so gross, why didn't you tell me?" Emma says, laughing. "I'm still sore from it..." you mumble, blushing. <</if>><</if>>"Uh, let's talk about something else," you say sheepishly. "Sure thing babe," Cherry says. "What's on your mind?"<<else>>"So when did you two meet each other?" you ask, digging in to your food. "It was less than an hour ago, I guess we could have just come to lunch together," Emma says. "I ran into her on my way back from class! I didn't even realize she was a sophomore until the end of our conversation, I thought she was just a freshman I hadn't met yet," she explains with a laugh. "And I was totally gonna eat her at first, but she was just too nice! I was afraid I'd get a cavity," Cherry says, grinning. "Aw, thanks," Emma says. She doesn't seem to take her seriously, but you get the feeling Cherry wasn't kidding.<<if $emmaRel > 1>> "Thanks for, uh, not doing that," you say, giving her a skeptical look.<</if>> <<if $emmaRel > 3>>"So are you two dating yet?" Cherry asks. "You're cute together." "W-What, no! We're just friends," Emma replies, her cheeks flaring up a bit. "Yeah, we only just met yesterday," you add. "What gave you that idea?" "Oh come on, you're even leaning toward each other right now!" Cherry says. You and Emma both immediately scoot a little away from each other and adjust your posture, at which Cherry giggles. "Trust me, I've got a great eye for these things." "Well, you're wrong on this one," you tell her. "We'll see," she says with a smirk. "I just want to throw out now, you guys ever want a third to get freaky with I'm totally down." "Cherry!" Emma squeaks. "Fine, fine, I'll drop it," she laughs. "Here, I got personal with you, so you ask me something about myself."<<else>>"Don't mention it" Cherry says with a smirk. "So Cherry what's y... what the heck are you doing?" Emma asks, furrowing her brow at Cherry. She's in the middle of shoving an entire sandwich into her mouth. She swallows it whole, a visible bulge travelling down her throat. "I'm eating lunch?" she says, raising an eyebrow. "But, like, why like that?" Emma says, baffled. "Did you even taste that?" you chime in. "What? Guys, we eat entire people on the reg, how is this a big deal to you?" Cherry says, looking legitimately confused rather than mischievous. "Why do you think I took so many?" "You're so strange..." you say. "Rude! You're just gonna have to deal," she says, picking up another sandwich. "Let's talk about something else."<</if>><</if>> \ \ \<<linkreplace "Ask about her eyes ">><<set $counter += 1>>\ <<append "#text">> "<<if (($wrongClassroomStars is "no") or ($wrongClassroomStars is "yes")) and ($counter is 1)>>Alright then, <</if>>I've gotta ask: are you... wearing color contacts?" you ask her, very curious about her eye color. "Of course not, haven't you ever seen a girl with red eyes before? It's a popular color," she says. She smirks and winks at you. "I think people can be born with red eyes!" Emma chimes in. "It's, like, some kind of condition though and not a normal thing, right?" "Yeah $name, maybe I'm albino and that's why I dye my hair, did you think about that?" Cherry says, laughing under her breath a little. "Uh, no... But you're not nearly pale enough for me to buy that," you reply. "I did say maybe," she shrugs. "Well either way, I think they're pretty!" Emma says. <</append>><<if $counter is 2>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><<replace "#choices">><</replace>><</if>><</linkreplace>>\ \<<linkreplace "Ask about her first year at MVA ">><<set $counter += 1>>\ <<append "#text">> "<<if (($wrongClassroomStars is "no") or ($wrongClassroomStars is "yes")) and ($counter is 1)>>Alright then, y<<else>>Y<</if>>ou're a sophomore right? How did your first year here go?" you ask. "Oh it was great, you guys are gonna love your time here. Great menu, constant excitement, and you get to spend a lot more time naked than you do at most schools," Cherry replies. "That last one is a positive for you?" Emma asks, shifting a little in her seat. "Of course! Don't tell me you're one of those prudish girls," Cherry says. "Well, no, I just like to have some decency in public," Emma replies. "We don't need to get naked in class, do we?" "Nah, a few of the teachers will let you during lab if you want to keep your clothes dry though," Cherry says. "You're gonna get grabbed sooner or later though, and stomach acid peels that shit right away." <<if $emmaDitchedCookout > 0>>"R-Right, I guess it does," Emma says, nervously crossing her arms in front of her.<<if $emmaRel > 2>> You rest a hand on her back to comfort her, getting the feeling she's thinking about what happened yesterday.<</if>><<elseif $emmaRelation2 is 1>>Emma glances over at you for a second and blushes. "Yeah, I've been there already," you say, also blushing.<<else>>"I think the near-death experience would drown out the embarrassment in that case," you say.<</if>> "Ha! Any embarrassment you got about that stuff will go away pretty quick if you take any alt classes next semester. Having people that may not even be your friends crawl into your butthole every week really changes your outlook," Cherry laughs. "By the way, you should absolutely take anal or UB when you get the option, otherwise you're blocking yourself off from a whole world of possibilities.<<if ($wrongClassroomStars isnot "no") and ($wrongClassroomStars isnot "yes")>> You know what I'm talking about $name.<</if>>" "I don't know that I could take a //class// on either of those," Emma says. "Especially unbirth, that's way too intimate to be doing with random girls..." "Your loss," Cherry says, shrugging. <</append>><<if $counter is 2>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><<replace "#choices">><</replace>><</if>><</linkreplace>>\ \<<if $cherryInquiry1 is 1>><<linkreplace "Ask about her name ">><<set $counter += 1>>\ <<append "#text">> <<set $cherryInquiry1 to 2>>"So, is your name really Cherry or is that just a nickname?" you ask. Now that Olivia has pointed it out to you, it does seem unlikely that's her real first name. Cherry gives you an empty smile. "Oh yeah, it's my actual name. What makes you think it's not?"<<if $analAteOlivia>> She pauses for a moment and looks at your bloated belly. "Have you been chatting with your food?" "Yeah actually, Olivia went on a rant about you near the end that just made me curious," you reply, running a hand along your gut. "Ha! Yeah, that sounds like her," Cherry laughs. She stares you directly in the eyes, still smiling. "I don't know what all she said, but you should consider that maybe there's a reason I just let you have her." <<if $emmaRel > 2>>You and Emma exchange a nervous look. <</if>>"So, Cherry for real then, got it," you say. You actually feel more confident that it's //not// after that response, but it doesn't seem like a good idea to push it. "Yup! The one and only."<<else>> "No reason, just seemed a little unusual so I was curious," you say. "Oh please, there's a girl in the class ahead of me named Sunny. That's way less believable," Cherry replies.<<if $sunnyRel < 0>> "Yeah she actually grilled her about that this morning too. She's really taking an issue with names today I guess," Emma chimes in.<</if>><</if>> <</append>><<if $counter is 2>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><<replace "#choices">><</replace>><</if>><</linkreplace>><</if>>\ \ \The three of you continue to chat as you eat, getting to know each other better and learning a bit about the school from Cherry. <<if ($wrongClassroomStars isnot "no") and ($wrongClassroomStars isnot "yes")>>She teases you a few more times about your earlier encounter, but overall it's a pleasant conversation.<<else>>She seems nice enough, if a bit mischievous.<</if>><<if $analAteOlivia>> You don't actually eat much, of course, with what remains of Olivia still keeping you quite satisfied.<</if>> But before you know it, your time starts to run short. "Well, it's been great talking Cherry, but me and $name should probably head to class," Emma says. "What'cha got?" Cherry asks. "Escapism," you reply. "Oof, you've probably got Slate then," Cherry says. "Have fun with that." "What does that mean?" Emma asks. "Ah, you'll see as soon as she starts teaching," Cherry laughs. "Well, I guess we'll see ya around then," you say, getting up from your seat. "Toodles~" Cherry says with a wave.<<if $day2SunnyFlirt>> You glance at your phone before walking off and notice that you have an unread message. It's another picture from Sunny! You quickly open it to take a look, tilting your screen for a bit of privacy just in case. This time it's a picture at an odd angle shot from below, looking up at her gut. She's sitting at a desk, only the lower half of her face visible due to the framing. Her belly has gotten considerably smaller, though it's still big enough to make her shirt ride up a fair amount. She's grabbing the soft bulge tight with her free hand, showing off how squishy it's gotten. "//She's making me super gassy in the middle of class :X//" she added. After glancing around to make sure Emma's not watching over your shoulder, you quickly text back: "//That just means your body's working hard! I can see that she's *going*, but where to?//" Before you've even stowed your phone again, she gets back to you. "//You'll have to wait a little longer for that ;) Don't get too pushy with that kind of wording, or I might send you something gross next time I hit the bathroom :P//"<</if>> You start to walk toward the door,<<if $emmaDitchedCookout > 0>> Emma following close behind.<<else>> but Emma stops you. "If I've got the numbers right, the classroom is pretty much right above our dorm. Let's just cross the bridge back to Karbo," she says. "We were fine taking that route over here, might as well save some walking right?" "Makes sense to me," you reply, changing course to head upstairs.<</if>><<if $cherryRel < 2>> <<Cherry 1>><</if>><<if $emmaRel < 2>> <<Emma 1>><</if>> <<if $emmaDitchedCookout is 0>>[[Head to class->Lunch Emma- Caught by Zoey]]<<else>>[[Head to class->September 2nd- Escapism]]<</if>><<if $fullness is 0>><<set $stamina += 8>><<set $stamina to Math.clamp($stamina, 0, $staminaMax)>><</if>>

<<set $time to 12.5>><<include "TIME">>You throw open the door and step into your dorm<<if $outfitState is "gone">>, relieved to finally have some privacy<</if>>. It's empty--Emma must have already gone to lunch. Or at least, that's what you hope is the reason. After ensuring that the door is locked behind you, you grab your towel off its hook and rush into the bathroom. Eager to get clean, you turn on the water and <<if $outfitState is "gone">>immediately jump into the shower. The cool water is actually quite refreshing after bathing in acid for so long, no need to wait on things to warm up.<<else>><<if $outfitState is "damaged">>start to strip off what's left of your outfit. Almost nothing even survives being taken off in a recognizable state, everything but your underwear eaten away to just scraps of fabric.<<else>>start to strip off your outfit. <<if $outfit is "normal">>You're glad you went with something you weren't worried about, because t<<else>>T<</if>>he acid from her stomach has completely soaked into the fabric. You might be able to wash it out, but it seems more like a lost cause, so you dump the ruined clothes in the trash.<</if>> You step into the shower once the water has warmed up a bit. You didn't set it to be too hot given the circumstances, but a cold shower still doesn't sound appealing.<</if>> Under the refreshing stream of water, you finally let yourself relax as the digestive fluids melt away from you and slide down into the drain. You take extra care to thoroughly rinse your hair, not wanting to take any chance that you missed a spot. <<if $eatenByBetty>>You get a serious sense of déjà vu as you feel the cleansing water wash over you. There was already a faint smell of vomit in the air when you stepped into the shower, still lingering from your earlier mishap. The day hasn't gone exactly how you wanted, but two stomachs and three showers later you're still standing.<<else>>After a much longer soak than you took this morning, you finally step out of the shower and start to dry off. The scent of vomit has been replaced by sweet-smelling soap and you're feeling arguably more relaxed than you were before the incident. <<if ($totalEscaped > 2) or (($totalEscaped > 1) and ($eatenByAliceCookout is false))>>It's a significant improvement from the makeshift sink shower you had to settle for yesterday. <</if>><</if>>You exit back into the room with your towel wrapped around you and quickly put together a new outfit from your dresser. Seeing as Emma isn't here, you drop your towel and throw the clothes on right there in the main room. You stretch out your arms<<if $outfitState is "drenched">>, feeling good as new<<else>>, still feeling a bit weak and a little itchy in a few places, but significantly better than you did before<</if>>. You grab your phone and check the time--you'll be a little later than you wanted, but there should still be time to grab lunch. <<if $outfitState is "gone">>A part of you wants to sit and rest a while longer, but a loud growl from your stomach forces your hand.<</if>><<set $outfitState to "normal">><<set $outfit to "normal">> [[Head to lunch->September 2nd- Lunch Alone]]

<<set $time to 18>><<include "TIME">><<set $cookoutEmma to true>><<set $metBetty to true>>As she gets up from the bench and starts to walk toward the exit you make your move. The moment she passes in front of where you're sitting, you stick your leg out and sweep it under hers, knocking her to the ground with a shriek. You jump to your feet and move to pin her, but she was surprisingly quick in pushing herself back up onto her knees. Undeterred, you grab her arms from behind and try to quickly shove her head into your mouth. Unfortunately, she manages to break one of her arms out of your grip and strikes you hard in the chest, shoving you away just moments before you could get a taste. You try to lunge forward again in desperation, but it just earns you the stunning blow of a shoe to the face. She frantically backs away a few steps, then stands with her hands on her hips glaring down at you. You're kneeling on the ground, slightly dazed and rubbing your nose. Your strength fails you. "I //knew// it!<<if $lunchEmma>> Kayla was right not to trust you,<</if>> I knew you were gonna try this as soon as you walked in!" Gabby scolds. "I should... should just..." she trails off, her eyes giving you a different look as she seems to be contemplating something. You get back to your feet hoping to take advantage of her pause, but as soon as you do a look of panic returns to her face and she sprints away, screaming: "Leave me alone!" You start to give chase, but with her head start she's already disappeared into the crowd of the cookout by the time you're out of the garden. Disappointed, you're about to go back to retrieve your plate from the bench when you notice that Emma and the girl you saw her with earlier seem to be arguing, not far from where you're standing. You don't know if it's something you want to get in the middle of, so you walk a bit closer to listen in but try to stay where they won't notice you watching. "What, got nothing to say?" the mystery girl sneers. She's a blonde with her hair in a very long ponytail, wearing an asymmetric shirt, short shorts, and a heavy amount of makeup. You see Emma clench her fists. "I'm sorry, I couldn't hear you over all that makeup," she says halfheartedly. The other girl laughs. "Oh my god that was terrible! And you really shouldn't be talking down about makeup honey, with that disaster of a face it would really do you some good." Emma stamps her foot forward. "Ugh, that's enough Betty! Just--go away!" she shouts. "Oh what's wrong, can't take a little criticism? You gonna do something about it? You don't look like you could even keep a toddler down!" "Yeah well at least I know how to control my appetite!" Emma says. It's clear that struck a nerve with Betty. "Alright you know what bitch? I already lost a meal today, I think it's time for a replacement!" she shouts, lunging at Emma. <<link "Intervene">><<set $stamina -= 5>><<replace "#text">> You have no idea what started this, but no way are you going to stand by while someone tries to make a meal of <<if $emmaRel < 3>>your roommate<<else>>one of your friends<</if>>. You rush toward the two girls as Betty tackles Emma to the ground. Before she can make any other move you kick her hard in the side, knocking her onto the ground. "Back off bitch!" you shout. "Are you alright?" you ask Emma, offering her a hand. "FUCK!" Betty cries, clutching the spot where you kicked her. "Who the hell are you!?" "Y-Yeah... Thanks," Emma says, taking your hand. You pull her back to her feet. You look back over at Betty, glaring. "Get lost." She has a murderous glare, but looks between you and Emma and backs up a bit before getting back to her feet. "Whatever!" is all she says before stomping away, flipping you off for good measure. Emma goes over and sits on the bench behind you, arms crossed. "Boy am I glad you showed up when you did, I wasn't ready for her to really make a move..." "Don't mention it, I'm just glad I got here in time," you say, taking a seat next to her. "What was her deal?" "I don't know!" she says<<if $emmaRel > 3>>, leaning up against your shoulder<</if>>. "I saw her sitting alone over here and came over to say hi, and she just immediately starting hurling insults! That sort of stuff usually doesn't get to me, but for some reason... Ugh, some people just suck..." she says.<<if $emmaRel > 3>> She seems to notice the position she's in and abruptly sits back upright, glancing away for a second before turning back to you.<</if>> "You can say that again..." The two of you keep talking there on the bench all through the cookout, making a lot of jokes at Betty's expense. Emma seems pretty shaken up at first, but she fades back to her normal self after a little while. You eventually go back to get more food, leaving your original plate forgotten on the garden bench, and other than the lingering disappointment of losing Gabby you have a pleasant time.<<if $emmaRel < 4>> <<Emma 1>> <</if>><<set $emmaRelation1 to 1>>[["Head back to your dorm"->September 1st- Night]] <</replace>><</link>> <<link "See how this plays out">><<replace "#text">> <<set $emmaRelation1 to 2>><<set $karma -= 1>>Either too stunned to move, or morbidly curious about how well your roommate can take care of herself, you stay put despite the turn of events. Betty tackles Emma, taking her down to the ground. Emma screams as Betty pins her arms down. "Mmm, I bet you'll look great on me," Betty says, moving her hand to grip one of Emma's breasts. "Stop!" Emma squeals, using her now freed hand to slap Betty in the face. Betty simply grabs that hand and shoves it in her mouth. "No!" Betty brings her second arm up to follow the first, but her slight repositioning gives Emma just enough space to slip one of her legs out from under her assailant. She immediately strikes up with her knee with all the strength she can muster, hitting Betty square in the stomach. As she reels back from the shock, Emma uses her hands to pull Betty off of her to the side, before pulling them free from the confines of her mouth. You decide it's probably time to stop standing around as she frantically gets back on her feet. "Get away from me!" Emma cries. "Emma are you alright!?" you shout, rushing over as if you hadn't been watching this whole time. "Y-Yeah $name, I'm fine..." she answers, shaking saliva off her hands. "I'm just... I'm gonna head back to the dorm, I'll see you later tonight," she says with a halfhearted smile. "God dammit..." Betty mutters, coughing a bit. She struggles back to her feet and walks off without paying you any mind, leaving you standing alone. Having now missed out on a meal and nearly let your roommate get eaten by a stranger, you end up going back to the bench in the garden and sitting alone, moping, for the rest of the cookout. As a silver lining, the burgers are actually pretty good. [["Head back to your dorm"->September 1st- Night]] <</replace>><</link>>

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<<set $time to 9.25>><<include "TIME">>You and Emma <<if $sunnyRel < 1>>hurry<<else>>head<</if>> out of the dining hall and into the courtyard. It's still mostly deserted, although there's a different girl with an even bigger belly in the same bench that was occupied when you came through the first time. Quickly moving past her, you step back into the lobby of Karbo. <<if $aliceRel < 0>> It's a bit busier this time, a few small groups of girls hanging around and talking with each other. You and Emma start to hurry through, but the sound of a familiar voice makes you stop. "You know, I'm honestly impressed you<<if $tourAlice and $offCourse is false>> two<</if>> made it more than a few feet out of your room," the voice sneers. You turn to the right and of course find Alice, giving you a bored look with her arms crossed. She's not alone though--standing just behind her are two other girls. On her right is a blonde with pink highlights in her hair, wearing it in heavily styled pigtails. She's wearing remarkably little clothing--just a white miniskirt and a tiny, bright pink tube top that leaves most of her midriff bare, even revealing some of the bra she has on beneath. To Alice's left is<<if $cookoutEmma>>... Betty.<<if $emmaRelation1 > 0>> She gives you one of the dirtiest looks you've ever seen.<</if>><<else>> another blonde, this one with her hair in a very long ponytail. She's wearing an asymmetric shirt, short shorts, and a heavy amount of makeup.<</if>><<if $emmaRelation1 isnot 1>> She's staring down Emma hungrily, licking her lips.<</if>> Out of the corner of your eye you see Emma clench her fists<<if $emmaDitchedCookout > 0>> and take a small step back, making a quiet whimpering sound<</if>>. "And I'm impressed you managed to make friends," you shoot back. "Did you and your little gang need something or..?" "Haha, I, like, totally see why you don't like her Alice," the girl with pigtails says. She's looking at Alice with a big grin on her face. "Cassidy, shut up," Alice says, rolling her eyes. "I'm just disappointed to see you still walking around is all, you should do everyone a favor and feed yourself to the next student you see. I'd do it myself, but I have bigger fish to fry today." <<if $eatenByAlice or $eatenByAliceCookout>>\ "Did you forget already? Your stomach can't handle me. I'd be happy to find out if the reverse is true, if you'd like," you tell her with a smug grin. "//Pfft// This <<if $fat < 10>>toothpick<<else>>slut<</if>> overpowered you? Forgot to tell us part of the story, huh Alice?" <<if $metBetty>>Betty<<else>>the girl to her left<</if>> laughs. "You got lucky, bitch," Alice says, murder in her eyes. Her face is slightly red. She takes a step closer to you. "Next time you're //staying down//, and I'm going to enjoy every second of you melting away." "Looking forward to it," you reply, staying smug. <<else>>/* If you weren't eaten by Alice */ \ "<<if ($tourAlice is false) or $offCourse>>Oh I remember now, this is the girl that threw a tantrum on the tour, isn't it? <</if>>It figures that you two found each other, it's like a match made in hell," Emma grumbles. "Hey, there's three of us!" Cassidy says. "Uh, sorry, I don't know who you are," Emma says. "Totally fair!" she replies. "Uh, I mean... I'm Alice's roommate, and don't you forget it! ...scum!" she adds, looking at Alice for approval. Alice touches a hand to her forehead in frustration. "You know, I think you and I have some unfinished business," <<if $metBetty>>Betty<<else>>the girl with the ponytail<</if>> says, starting to step forward. Alice puts a hand out to stop her<<if $emmaDitchedCookout > 0>>, though even her slight advance caused Emma to grab your arm<</if>>. "No, <<if $aliceRel < -3>>$name comes first, and she's mine. We have other plans for today<<else>>we have other plans first<</if>>," Alice says<<if $aliceRel < -3>>, murder in her eyes<</if>>. "//You// have other plans..." <<if $metBetty>>Betty<<else>>the other girl<</if>> replies, rolling her eyes. She listens and stays put, crossing her arms. <</if>>/* not eaten by Alice end */ \ "Ugh, we've wasted enough time on these losers. Betty, Cassidy, let's go," Alice says, storming off toward the entrance. Betty lingers a bit longer and narrows her eyes at Emma, but her and Cassidy follow her out. "What a lovely group," you mutter. "Tell me about it..." Emma says, letting out a sigh like she'd been holding her breath.<<if ($cookoutEmma and ($emmaRelation1 > 0)) or $eatenByAlice or $eatenByAliceCookout>> The two of you head out of the lobby and into the main hall. Luckily it's surprisingly barren still.<<elseif $emmaRel < 3>> "So... how do you know Betty? It seemed like something happened between you two," you ask as the two of you head out of the lobby and into the main hall. Luckily it's surprisingly barren still. "Uh, we just ran into each other at the cookout, don't worry about it..." Emma says, a little flustered.<<else>> "So am I right in thinking Betty was the one from last night?" you ask as the two of you head out of the lobby and into the main hall. Luckily it's surprisingly barren still. "I was surprised you knew her already." "Yeah..." "Sorry you had to run into her again so soon. I wouldn't worry too much about her though, it looks like she's just Alice's lapdog now," you say. "That actually worries me more than before..." Emma says quietly.<</if>><<set $metCassidy to true>><<set $metBetty to true>>\ <<else>>/* end alice hates you section */ There are a handful of people hanging around talking at tables this time, some of them look like they're freshmen but most you don't recognize. There's also a small group of older looking girls standing around the desk chatting with the secretary. The two of you speed through without drawing attention to yourself, luckily finding the main hallway surprisingly barren.<</if>> "Well, I guess this is where we split," Emma says as the two of you reach the end of the hall. "My class is down this way... I'll see you later today, got it?" she says <<if $breakfastSunny>>with a determined look<<else>>with a worried look<</if>> on her face, starting to walk toward the hallway on your right. <<link "Definitely">><<replace "#choice">> "Definitely<<if $emmaRel > 2>>, stay safe<</if>>," you reply with a smile. She waves, takes a deep breath, then heads off down the hall to face the day. You go the other way, heading back into your dorm and locking the door. It's normally good to be early on the first day, but being too early could be dangerous in a place like this - you've got a bit of time to kill. [[Kill Time->September 2nd- Going to Class 1]]\ <</replace>><</link>> <<link "I'll walk with you">><<replace "#choice">> <<set $walkEmma to true>>"Hang on a second, I'll walk with you to class," you reply, quickly stepping back to her side. "Safer that way, right?" "I mean yeah, but then you'll just have to walk alone longer. You sure?" she says, a warm smile on her face. "Of course, I'll be fine," you tell her. "Thanks<<if $emmaRel > 2>>, you're the best $name<</if>>," she replies. The two of you walk down the hall together, giving a wide berth to two girls chatting just around the corner that eye you as you pass. You head upstairs, Emma's class is in one of the first rooms off the stairwell. "Okay, //now// we do have to split," you say, standing just outside the classroom door. "Good luck with your first class!" "I really appreciate it $name," Emma says.<<if $emmaRel > 3>> To your surprise, she gives you a brief hug.<</if>> "I hope your class goes well too! Catch you later!"<<if $emmaRel < 3>> <<Emma 1>><</if>> <<if ($aliceRel < 0) and ($aliceRel > -4) and ($emmaRelation1 > 0)>>[[Head back to the dorm->Class Detour- Eaten by Betty]] <<else>>[[Head back to the dorm->September 2nd- Going to Class 1]]<</if>> <</replace>><</link>>

<<set $time to 11.75>><<include "TIME">>"Hi Leah!" you say, tapping her on the shoulder. <<if $leahRel is 1>>She turns around and looks a little confused at first, but then smiles slightly when she recognizes you. "It's $name, right? Hey,"<<else>>She turns around with a nervous smile on her face. "Oh, hey $name!"<</if>> she says.<<if $leahRel is 1>> You nod.<</if>> "Did you need something..?" "Just wanted to catch up. After the whole 'massacre' thing today, I was relieved to see you safe. How have you been?" "I'm doing fine. I brought a lot of snacks with me, so this is my first time leaving my room," she replies, standing with her hands in her hoodie. "I'll probably just hide out there for the rest of the day." "Decent plan, but--counter-offer--you want to go to the dining hall and grab lunch with me?" you say. "I'm pretty hungry, and we'd have more time to chat." "Oh, uh, yeah, sure," she says, seeming a bit flustered. "You sure that will be safe though?" "Yeah, me and my roommate went there for breakfast and we were fine," you tell her, neglecting to mention there was a third person who was not fine. "C'mon, as long as we're together we'll be safe." You give her a smile and walk to the door. "Yeah, alright..." she says, following you. The two of you take a left to head for the main hallway, but pause as you hear some sort of commotion happening just around the corner. The vorish sort of commotion. "That sounds like bad news, maybe we should go another way..." Leah mumbles. [[Continue through the main hall->Going to Lunch- Main Hall w/ Leah]] [[Go upstairs and around->Going to Lunch- Upstairs w/ Leah]]

<<set $time to 12>><<include "TIME">><<set $day2LunchSkipped to true>><<set $minaEnd to "unknown">>"Yeah, I'm not walking all the way over there like this," you say, leaning back against the wall. "I need to relax if my body's gonna work through Olivia here." "Seriously?" Emma pouts.<<if $walkEmma>> "I mean, this will be way more dangerous to do alone than walking to class..."<</if>> "Sorry," you say with a shrug. "Just be careful, I'm sure you'll be fine." "Fine, I'll see you later<<if $emmaDitchedCookout > 0>>... I hope,<<else>> I guess...<</if>>" she says<<if $emmaRel > 3>>, looking hurt<<else>>, looking a little annoyed<</if>>. <<if $emmaRel < 3>>You give her a quick wave as she leaves, the door coming just shy of slamming behind her.<<else>> "Stay safe!" you call after her as she leaves the room. The door comes just shy of slamming behind her.<</if>> With the dorm to yourself, you lounge back in your bed and get comfortable. The groaning and burbling of your very active stomach echoes softly off the walls, filling the room with the sound of Olivia digesting. You run your hands along the warm skin of your belly, massaging yourself to aid your body in breaking down its meal. You can barely feel any sort of solid form beneath the flesh, most of your prey melted down into mush by this point. Before you can get started doing anything, you feel a sudden wave of exhaustion wash over you and your eyes flutter a bit. Now that you're comfortable, your gut is demanding your body's full attention to deal with its overstuffed contents. Especially with your lower body still feeling strange from Olivia's intrusion, you decide you could use the rest and don't fight the feeling. After setting an alarm on your phone, you lay back with one hand resting on your bloated belly and quickly doze off. ...<<set $stamina += 12>> You wake up over an hour later, stretching out your arms as you sit up from your nap. You're completely refreshed, managing to wake up naturally just a couple minutes before the alarm you set would have gone off. Squeezing your gut with your hands, you find that it's noticeably smaller than before, your body making good progress on Olivia. Some of her is already... very far along.<<if $day2SunnyFlirt>> Before you get up, you noticed when you checked your phone that you have an unread message. It's another picture from Sunny! You quickly open it to take a look. This time it's a picture at an odd angle shot from below, looking up at her gut. She's sitting at a desk, only the lower half of her face visible due to the framing. Her belly has gotten considerably smaller, though it's still big enough to make her shirt ride up a fair amount. She's grabbing the soft bulge tight with her free hand, showing off how squishy it's gotten. "//She's making me super gassy in the middle of class :X//" she added. After glancing around to make sure no one's watching your screen, you quickly text back: "//That just means your body's working hard! I can see that she's *going*, but where to?//" Before you've even stowed your phone again, she gets back to you. "//You'll have to wait a little longer for that ;) Don't get too pushy with that kind of wording, or I might send you something gross next time I hit the bathroom :P//"<</if>> After a quick pit stop in the bathroom<<if $day2SunnyFlirt>> yourself<</if>>, you grab your bag and get ready to head to class. <<if $folder>>While you're in the safety of your room, you pull out your folder to double check the room number.<<else>>Just as you're about to step outside, you remember that you should double check the room number while you're safe in your dorm.<</if>> 219, should be pretty much right above your dorm. Armed with this knowledge, you head out of your room and down the hall toward the stairs. [[Go to class->September 2nd- Escapism]]

<<if $eatenByOlivia or $analByOlivia>><<set $time to 11.75>><</if>><<if $eatenByOlivia or $analByOlivia or ($eatenByBetty and ($introA is 0)) or ($wrongClassroomStars is "failed") or $savedMandy>><<elseif $analAteOlivia>>"Nah, of course not," you tell her with a smile. "Doubt I'll eat anything else, but we can still chat." "Thanks," she replies. She smiles and gives you a hand getting up from the bed. "Let's get going." <<else>><<if ($ateMandy is false) and ($ateMandyCookout is false) and ($mandyEscaped is not "ignored")>>You keep walking straight, ignoring <<if $mandyEscaped is "released">>her pleas. It's not like there's much you could do for her without putting yourself in danger. Plus, if anything she owes //you// after what happened yesterday. "$name!" Mandy screams. Just after, you hear the unmistakable sound of her head being engulfed. You don't look back. <<else>>the scene and acting like you didn't see them. It's a shame she won't be yours, but it was only a matter of time until someone made a meal of her.<</if>><<else>>You decide to head back to your dorm first, avoiding any potential conflict and maybe having a chance to meet back up with Emma. The girl doesn't even look your way as you pass by.<</if>> When you reach the door you unlock it and step inside, finding Emma lounging on her bed. She looks up from her phone when she hears the door open. "Hey $name! How was your class?" she asks. She puts her phone away and stands up, smiling. "<<if $wrongClassroomStars is "tested">>Well, it was a bit of an adventure getting there, but i<<else>>I<</if>>t was pretty great! <<if $introLate is 0>>I mean, most of it was like introduction stuff, but when she started to get into the content it was really interesting<<else>>Some of the stuff she went over was actually really interesting<</if>>," you tell her. "How was yours?" "Eh, it was alright. What we were learning was pretty dry, but I //love// miss Bora! She's so fun that it almost balances it out," she says. "I hope you have her for one of your classes."<<set $counter to 1>> "I guess 'Anatomy and Physiology' does sound boring compared to the other stuff we're taking," you say. "Do you wanna go grab lunch?" she asks. "I'm getting pretty hungry." "Sure!" you reply. <</if>>The two of you step out into the hall to head to the dining hall. <<if !$eatenByBetty and !$eatenByOlivia and ($wrongClassroomStars isnot "failed")>><<if $savedMandy>>You don't want to take any chances going back to the main hall after what you did, so <<else>>On account of the situation you saw in the main hallway,<</if>> you decide to take your chances walking through Lampton this time.<<else>>As you start to walk toward the exit to the building, you hear some kind of commotion going on in the main hallway and decide to take your chances walking through Lampton this time instead.<</if>> You head up the stairs and <<if $counter is 1>>across the bridge, being sure to keep your guard up.<<else>>start to cross the bridge. "How was your class by the way?" you ask Emma. "Eh, it was alright. What we were learning was pretty dry, but I //love// Miss Bora! She's so fun that it almost balances it out," she replies. "I hope you have her for one of your classes." "I guess 'Anatomy and Physiology' does sound boring compared to the other stuff we're taking," you say. "I think I might have the same teacher, just a different day." Once you reach the Lampton side of things, your conversation slows as the two of you start to pay very close attention to your surroundings.<</if>> At one point two girls come out of their room just a few doors ahead of you and Emma freezes<<if ($emmaRel > 3) or ($emmaDitchedCookout > 0)>>, grabbing your arm<</if>>. Luckily, they don't even look your way and head straight toward the dining hall. You follow at a safe distance, and before you know it you're back in the middle of the bustling cafeteria. [[Get some food->September 2nd- Lunch Emma]]

<<set $time to 12>><<include "TIME">>The girl lunges forward and you jump back, still holding Mandy up with your grip on her waist. Not expecting to miss completely, your attacker falters and you seize the opportunity, using Mandy like a battering ram to knock her onto her back. Knowing that's not going to slow her down for long, you take off in the opposite direction, running toward your dorm. You managed to escape. "Umm..." you hear Mandy say, visibly confused as she looks up at you. You ignore her, rushing to the door to your room. You look behind you and don't see the girl following you, at least not yet, though you hear what sounds like laughter faintly coming from the main hall. "Emma, you in there? Open up!" you shout, desperately hoping she's back already. To your relief, you hear the door unlock and it swings open, a very concerned Emma standing on the other side. <<if $offCourse is false>>"$name? Are you okaaa..." she says, trailing off. "Um, is that who I think it is..?" she asks as you quickly step inside. She closes the door and locks it behind you. "Uh, yeah, it's her," you reply, looking down at the girl in your arms. Her eyes are so wide it looks like they're going to pop out of her head. "PUT ME DOWN!" she screams, pushing you away. Not entirely sure why you decided to carry her in the first place, you don't fight her resistance and put your hands up in peace once she's back on her feet. She bolts away from you and Emma and stands with her back against the bathroom door. "D-Don't hurt me!" "Woah, take it easy! It's Mandy right?" Emma says, smiling and taking a step forward with a cautious hand outstretched. "I'm so sorry about yesterday, we're not going to do anything, I promise!" Emma assures her. She shoots you a look to make clear that that was a legitimate promise. <<if $attackedMandyCookout>>"No! You're l-lying!" Mandy cries. "She tried to eat me //twice// yesterday!" She points at you with a trembling hand. "And... And now you're helping her again!" "You did what?" Emma asks you. "That girl I mentioned going for at the cookout //may// have also been Mandy," you say, shrugging. "But I just saved her from an upperclassman, so really we should be on neutral terms now," you try to justify. "Y-You just wanted me for yourself!" Mandy says, starting to sniffle. "Okay, uh, Man-" "Just let me go! P-Please!" Mandy cries, cutting off Emma. "Calm down, you're not a prisoner! This was just the closest safe place I could think to hide," you tell her. You're really wishing Emma hadn't made that promise, at this point going for round three seems like the easiest way out of this situation. "Alright, alright!" Emma says, clearly flustered. She goes over to the door and opens it a crack to make sure no one else is in the hall. When she's sure the coast is clear, she opens the door wide and motions for you to step away from it. Almost immediately, Mandy bolts out of the room. "Sorry about everything!" Emma shouts after her. "Not even a thank you..." you mumble. "Can you blame her? You tried to eat her //twice// in one day, and I helped the first time, and then you //carried her// back to //our// room!" Emma says, stifling a laugh. Now that Mandy is gone she seems to be entertained by the whole turn of events rather than concerned. "Holy shit, can you imagine? I would have peed myself if I was in her shoes!" "That's... a good point," you say. "And why the fuck wasn't she wearing a shirt!?" she adds, no longer containing her laughter. "We had to make some sacrifices to get away," you explain, laughing with Emma a little. "The real question is why did I bother carrying her? She's clearly faster than me! Did you see how fast she got out of here?" After laughing at the absurdity for a little while, Emma composes herself again. "Well, this has been fun, but I'm starving. You want to go get lunch?"<<else>>"Yeah, you already showed me who's boss! I just brought you here to hide from whoever that was," you say. The thought of reclaiming your lost meal may have been on your mind, but you'd rather not get into a fight with Emma by going for it now. Mandy doesn't seem reassured. "$name, what happened?" Emma asks. "She was about to get eaten by an upperclassman out in the hall, but I swooped in and got her out of there," you explain. "Making up for yesterday, I guess." Emma smiles, then turns back to Mandy. "See? We're just here to help this time, no one's getting eaten!" "Uh... Th-Thanks for saving me," Mandy mumbles, her back still against the wall. Her eyes are skeptically darting between you and Emma. "Here, let me get a shirt for you, you look uncomfortable like that," Emma says, kneeling down to dig through her dresser. She pulls out a plain blue t-shirt and holds it out toward her. "I hope you like blue, that's most of my wardrobe!" Mandy seems hesitant to take it, but once she does she immediately puts it on. It's noticeable that the shirt is a little too big for her, but it's kind of a cute look. She immediately seems relieved and smiles slightly. "Thanks..." "Of course! I think we really got off on the wrong foot yesterday, how about we start over? I'm Emma, nice to meet you," Emma says, holding out her hand with a smile on her face. Mandy nervously steps closer, alternating her gaze between Emma's hand and her face. She darts her eyes over to you for a second before warily taking her hand and shaking it. "Mandy..." she mumbles before stepping back again. "How about we all go get lunch together? We can get to know each other properly!" Emma suggests. "I'd rather just go back to my dorm..." Mandy replies. "Of course! I understand," Emma says. She looks over to you and you unlock the door to peek outside. "Coast looks clear," you say, opening the door all the way. Mandy cautiously takes a few steps forward, then runs out the door and toward the stairs without a word. "Well, that was awkward," you say. "Yeah... Poor girl is a nervous wreck," Emma says. "I mean, all things considered it was fair that she was nervous here." "Oh absolutely, but even yesterday before we did anything she was kinda like that. Remind me to invite her to the first party I throw here, she really needs to come out of her shell," Emma says. She walks over and puts her hand on your shoulder. "By the way, that was a really cool thing you did stepping in to save her. I was feeling pretty bad about jumping her randomly like that yesterday, so I'm really glad we made it up to her somehow." "Heh, thanks," you reply. "You still up for lunch with just the two of us?" "Of course!"<<if $emmaRel <= 3>> <<Emma 1>><</if>><</if>><<elseif $attackedMandyCookout>>"$name? Are you okay? And who is this?" she asks as you quickly step inside. She closes the door and locks it behind you. "N-No, please, not again..." Mandy whimpers. "P-Put me down! PUT ME DOWN!" She swings her arm up and hits you surprisingly hard in the jaw, making you drop her and stumble back a step. "Woah, woah!" Emma says. "Take it easy! What's going on?" <<if $mandyEscaped is "released">>"I don't understand you!" Mandy shouts after scrambling onto her feet. "You eat me, then you let me go, then you just try to eat me again later, and now you put yourself in danger to save me!?" Her face is red and she's holding her head in her hands. "What do you want from me??" "Uh, look..." you start to say. "Aargh! Just leave me alone!" she shouts, rushing for the door. She throws the lock open and bolts toward the stairs before anyone else can say anything. There's an awkward pause as you stare out the open door. "You know what, I actually don't want to get involved in whatever that was," Emma says. "Lunch?" "Sure..." you reply, a little taken aback by Mandy's outburst still with how shy she's been up till now.<<else>>"Um... Emma this is Mandy, I-" "She tried to eat me //twice//! A-And now you just pulled me away from that girl so you could have me for yourself, didn't you?" Mandy says, scrambling to her feet and stepping back away from you and Emma. "S-Stay away!" "Calm down, no one's getting eaten here!" Emma says, shooting you a look. "Here, do you want a-" "Then let me go!" Mandy squeals, interrupting her. "Sure, sure, go ahead!" Emma says, unlocking the door and stepping away. She glances over at you and you follow suit, leaving a clear path. Immediately, Mandy rushes to the door, throws it open, and flees down the hall toward the stairs. "Saved her life and not even a thank you..." you mumble. "It sounds like you've put her through a lot..." Emma says. "But the most recent thing was positive!" you protest. "Mm-hmm," Emma says, looking skeptical that you had good intentions here. "You want to go grab lunch now that that's over with?" "Yeah, sure..."<</if>><<else>>"$name? Are you okay? And who is this?" she asks as you quickly step inside. She closes the door and locks it behind you. "W-Why are you carrying me?" Mandy mumbles. She looks extremely uncomfortable. "Oh, uh, I don't really know I guess..." you say, finally putting her down. She immediately takes a few steps away from you and stands with her arms crossed tight in front of her chest. Her eyes are frantically darting between you and Emma. "Th-Thanks for getting me out of there... <<if $mandyEscaped is "released">>but why did you bring me into your room?" she says, starting to get worked up. "What are you planning? D-Did you change your mind?" She's starting to sweat.<<else>>but why did //you// help me?" she says, trembling a little. "And why are we in your r-room..? Please leave me alone," she sniffles. It looks like she's on the verge of tears.<</if>> "Hey, hey, take it easy! You're safe in here," Emma says, stepping closer to her with a warm smile on her face. Then she turns her head to you with a heavy stare. "$name, what the heck is going on here??" "Umm... Emma, this is Mandy, I tried to eat her yesterday, but <<if $mandyEscaped is "failed">>she got away<<elseif $mandyEscaped is "vomit">>she escaped<<elseif $mandyEscaped is "released">>I felt bad about it and let her back out<</if>>..." you start. Emma blinks at you<<if $mandyEscaped isnot "released">> and Mandy slightly shuffles backward more, glancing behind her like she's contemplating going to hide in the bathroom<</if>>. "And just now I rescued her from an upperclassman that was seconds away from chowing down. And, uh, that's <<if $cookoutAlice>>more or less every time we've interacted<<else>>pretty much our entire relationship<</if>>," you explain<<if $mandyEscaped isnot "released">>, shrugging at Emma with a nervous smile<</if>>. "Seriously..?" Emma mutters, clearly trying to process the sequence of events. "No wonder she's terrified, in her eyes she just got dragged away from one predator into the den of another..." <<if $mandyEscaped is "released">>"Hey, I said I let her out on my own! If I couldn't bring myself to do it, no way was I gonna let someone else gulp her down!" you say.<<else>>"It's not like that!" you say. "This was to... make up for yesterday!" you justify. "Now we're even."<</if>> Emma smiles, then turns back to Mandy. "See? No one's getting eaten here, there's no need to worry!" "I... do appreciate the help, I was a goner out there..." Mandy says quietly, her shoulders seeming to relax a bit.<<if $mandyEscaped is "vomit">> "Yeah, she definitely looked tougher than me," you say. Mandy immediately tenses up again from the reminder of your previous encounter and Emma briefly gives you a judgemental look.<</if>> "Here, let me get a shirt for you, you look uncomfortable like that," Emma says, kneeling down to dig through her dresser. She pulls out a plain blue t-shirt and hands it to her. "I hope you like blue, that's most of my wardrobe!" <<if $mandyEscaped is "released">>Mandy eagerly takes it from her and immediately throws it on<<else>>Mandy seems hesitant to take it, but once she does she immediately puts it on<</if>>. It's noticeable that the shirt is a little too big for her, but it's kind of a cute look. She immediately seems relieved and smiles slightly. "Thank you!" "Of course! This was kind of a weird introduction, let's start over! I'm Emma, nice to meet you," Emma says, holding out her hand with a smile on her face. Mandy's smile gets bigger and she shakes her hand. "Mandy. You seem really nice!" "Thanks, I get that a lot!" Emma laughs. "It seems like you and $name got off on the wrong foot, how about we all go grab lunch together?" Mandy gives you a <<if $mandyEscaped is "released">>skeptical<<else>>worried<</if>> look. "Thanks, but, I think I'm gonna go back to my room and... lay down for a while." "Suit yourself," you say, unlocking the door. You slowly crack it open and peek outside into the empty hall. "The coast looks clear," you tell her, opening the door all the way and standing aside to hold it open. Mandy walks out<<if $mandyEscaped is "released">> into the hall, looking like she's unsure of how to feel about you<<else>>, keeping as far from you as she can manage and not taking her eyes off of you<</if>>. "Thanks again..!" she says weakly before scurrying off toward the stairs. "Well, that was awkward," you say. "Hey, in her shoes I probably wouldn't trust you still either," Emma says, walking over and putting her hand on your shoulder. "But that was a really cool thing you did stepping in to save her." "Heh, thanks," you reply. "You still up for lunch with just the two of us?" "Of course!"<<if $emmaRel <= 2>> <<Emma 1>><</if>><</if>> [[Head to the dining hall->September 2nd- Going to Lunch w/Emma]]

<<set $time to 13.75>><<include "TIME">><<set $metZoey to true>>"She was pretty weird," you say as the two of you head up the stairs. "Oh absolutely, but she's fun! I like a little crazy in my life," Emma replies. "Oh yeah?" "Yeah! Keeps things interesting," she says. "She reminds me a lot of my friend Sandra from back home. There was this one time that sh-" Both of you freeze as someone inserts themself between you and drapes an arm across your shoulders. "Well well, looks like some fresh meat is wandering my halls," the girl says in a somewhat husky voice. "Where are you two off to?" You turn to look at the intruder. It's a fairly chunky blonde with her hair tied back in a messy ponytail. She's wearing a slanted mauve tank top that leaves a good amount of her practically pot-bellied midriff exposed. Her face is intimidating--dark lipstick, a nose ring, and unsettling eyes. They're mostly a deep blue, but large patches of light brown cut in on both of her irises. "We have class..." you reply, trying not to sound worried. You attempt to pull her arm off of you, but she tightens her grip and pulls you and Emma in close, pushing your heads together against her massive chest. "Can you please let go?" Emma mumbles. "Oh I don't think so, it's past noon and I haven't eaten lunch yet!" the girl says, licking her lips. <<if $sunnyRel > 0>>"Oi, hands off freak!" someone else shouts from behind you. It's a voice you recognize from this morning--Sunny! The girl growls and turns her head back, loosening her grip a little. "What the hell do //you// want?" "I've already got dibs on these two for tomorrow," Sunny says, crossing her arms. "So let 'em go and fuck off." "What? Fuck you, you can't claim two in advance," the girl says. She gets an evil grin on her face. "Figured you wouldn't even be going, or did you already forget about-" Sunny grabs her by the shirt. "Zoey, you either let them go or you're gonna catch this mouth," she hisses. The two stare hard at each other, Zoey's eyes narrowing. "You know I'm good for it." You take the opportunity to make your move, slipping out from under her arm while she's distracted. You grab one of Emma's arms and pull her away, shoving Zoey at the same time. She barely stumbles, but you manage to get Emma free and the two of you rush back to a safer distance. "Ugh, god damn it!" Zoey growls, giving you a murderous glare. "Perfect!" Sunny says, walking over to you and Emma and grabbing you each by the arm. "Go snack on someone else Zo! And choke on 'em while you're at it." She starts to walk away pretty quickly, pulling the two of you along with her.<<if $fullness > 2>> With the extra weight you're carrying it's enough to make you lose your breath. You place your free hand on your gut as you move, panting slightly.<</if>> You glance back behind you--Zoey is fuming, but doesn't seem to be following you. "Oh my god, thank you Sunny!" Emma says. She breathes hard for a few seconds like she'd been holding her breath. "She came out of nowhere, I didn't know what we were gonna do!" "Don't mention it," Sunny replies, letting go of you now that you've turned around the corner onto the bridge. She briefly lifts up her sunglasses just so you can see her wink at you. "That creature you were in the clutches of was Zoey. The girl's //batshit//, like not just voracious but a straight psychopath about it. Make sure you add her to your list of people to never even interact with if you can help it." "Got it, thanks for getting us out of there," you say. "But... what's happening tomorrow that you 'claimed' us for?" "Oh that was just a bluff to get her to back off, which she kinda called me on. Don't you worry about me having any //nefarious intent//," she laughs. You notice now that you're less on edge that she still has a small belly bump from <<if ($cookoutGabby) or ($lockerChandra != "none")>>her meal this morning<<else>>Gabby<</if>>. "The upperclassmen are having a party tomorrow night; if you're a freshman, you don't want to be there. All ya need to know about that."<<set $heardAboutTrial to 1>> "Okay, uh, good to know," you say.<<if $fullness > 1>> "Good job by the way $name, you've been busy," she adds with a smirk. "Heh, thanks," you reply, lightly grabbing your belly for a moment.<</if>> "Alright you nerds good from here?" she asks, stopping at the end of the bridge. "My class got out early, I'd rather spend that extra time perfecting my room than babysitting." "Yeah, our class is right around the corner. Thanks again!" Emma says, waving to her. Sunny flashes a peace sign before turning around and heading back toward Lampton. You and Emma continue down the hall. "Well that was almost bad," you say. "I was terrified!" Emma replies. "We probably should have just gone the long way, sorry." "Ah, it worked out in the end," you say. "We could have fought her off." Emma smiles. "Well, here we are, room 219! You ready?" [[Head to class->September 2nd- Escapism]]<<else>>"No, please! Why don't we just talk?" Emma squeals. "Nothin' to talk about, lunch," the girl says, leaning in and licking Emma's cheek. "Stop! Get off!" she whimpers, trying to push the girl away. You take the opportunity to make your own escape, elbowing your attacker and ducking out of her grip. The girl just laughs. "That's fine, I only need the one," she growls, grabbing Emma with both hands and slamming her against the wall. She squirms against her grip, but she's helpless as the girl opens her mouth wide. "No, let me go!" Emma screams. Unable to just stand by and let this happen, you rush in to help. You grab the girl's shoulders to try and pull her away, but she seems ready for you and shrugs you off. She puts one hand on Emma's throat to hold her in place and uses the other to grab you. With a shocking amount of force she shoves you down onto the ground, your head slamming onto the tile hard enough that your vision gets fuzzy for a moment. "Stop!" Emma shrieks. You watch helplessly as her head disappears into the girl's mouth. She stops at her neck and starts to walk over to you, carrying Emma's frantically squirming body with her. Just as you're starting to get back up, she drops herself on top of you, kneeling over your chest<<if $fullness > 3>> and leaning slightly against your bloated belly<</if>>. Before you can even attempt to get away, she lowers herself back directly onto your face. You frantically try to push her off of you, but she won't budge. The pressure of her body is painful and you can't breathe, but perhaps the worst part is that you can feel her continuing to swallow Emma while she's on top of you. After only a few swallows you start to feel the sickening sensation of her gut stretching out over your body... with every panicked motion of your <<if $emmaRel > 2>>friend<<else>>roommate<</if>> rubbing up against you. The weight on your lower body steadily increases as Emma slides into the depths of the girl. You can feel the motion inside as her struggling form curls up in the predator's gut. "//*UUUUURRRP*// Aaah~" the girl sighs. Just as you're starting to get lightheaded, she finally lifts her rear off of you. You immediately gasp for air. "Your friend was delicious, and you //*urp*// made a great seat," she laughs. You try to get away, but with her gut resting on top of you<<if $fullness > 2>>rs<</if>> you're still hopelessly pinned down. From where you're laying, you can see that she's holding one of Emma's shoes for some reason. "Can you feel her? //*urrrp*// She's really squirming~" she taunts. "Aw, I think she's crying in there too. Here, listen closely." She backs up over you, dragging her belly across your body and up to rest on your head and chest. "$name! Save yourself! Run!" you hear Emma's muffled voice shout. "I-I'll be okay!" she adds, followed by a sniffle. The groaning sounds of digestion starting to kick in ring through your ears, and the crushing weight of Emma on top of you is unbearable. In desperation you attempt to lift the girl's gut off of you, and manage to create just enough space to <<if $fullness > 2>>shimmy<<else>>roll<</if>> out from under her. "Go ahead and run, I promise I'll take good care of her," she says, standing back up. She hugs her belly extremely tight to add to her point. "//*OOOuuurp*// <<if $fullness > 1>>I'd rather you finish plumping up before I have my second course<<else>>I want someone with your kinda spunk for tomorrow night<</if>>, so you can live for today. And if anyone else tries to eat you, let 'em know you already belong to Zoey," she says with a toothy smile. <<if $fullness > 2>>You get onto your feet again as quickly as you can, which isn't very fast with the awkward bulk you're dealing with.<<else>>You scramble onto your feet, a little dazed from the experience.<</if>> Now that Zoey's gut is stretched out with its prey and her shirt is riding up, you notice a new detail that makes your skin crawl. Tattooed on the side of her stomach is a pretty sizeable array of tally marks. <<if $emmaRel > 3>>You can't just leave Emma to die like this... but she did tell you to run and save yourself.<<else>>It doesn't seem right to just abandon Emma, but you're not sure there's really anything you can do, and she did tell you to save yourself.<</if>> <<link "Try to free Emma">><<if $fullness > 2>><<replace "#choice">><<set $emmaInjured to true>><<set $tooFatToHelp to true>>"No way," you say with a gulp. "I'm not leaving without Emma, let her go!" you demand, balling your hands into fists. Zoey grins and grips one of the bulges Emma is making in her gut tight. "We're having so much fun though!" she giggles, shaking her belly. "//*URP*// If you want her back, come get her." Her tongue darts between her lips. <<if $emmaRel > 3>>You immediately rush toward her, not really having a plan but knowing Emma is counting on you. You lunge into her belly, hoping to knock her over but she barely budges. Undeterred, you push in and up on her stomach, trying to force Emma out. You can feel her start to thrash harder, doing her best to take advantage of your help. Zoey just laughs. "You really care about her, huh?" she taunts. "Can't stand the thought of me churning her up like the meat she is, my stomach grinding your poor little friend into fat? Well you won't get anywhere like this, let me help you."<<else>>You hesitate, unsure of what your actual plan is and reminded that she almost certainly can manage to eat you too. Everything about her screams that she's a skilled predator; as far as you know, she might even be one of the seniors. Not to mention that you're not really in any condition to be doing any physical feats still. Looking at Emma's helpless squirming in her belly, your confidence starts to drain. "Come on, try it. You talk big, so do something. Make me spit her up," she says. "I'll give you a freebie, hands behind my back," she laughs, arching her back so her belly pushes out toward you. Taking a deep breath, you run at her. You do the first thing that comes to mind and try to tackle her to the ground, but you stumble under the weight of your belly. Rather than a meaningful push, she ends up just breaking your fall, leaving you awkwardly pressed into her gut. You push in hard, hoping maybe it will force Emma out, but stop when you hear Emma let out a pained grunt. "Haha //*urp*//, that the best you got?" Zoey laughs. "Feels pretty good, and I think your friend is enjoying it too. Here, let me help you out."<</if>> She grabs one of your arms and swings you into the wall, pinning you there with her gut. It's pressing uncomfortably tight against your own still-bloated stomach, starting to make you feel like you're going to be the one to lose your lunch here. She leans in, forcing Emma against you painfully hard. "Stop! S-Stop!" Emma shouts from inside her. Zoey belches from the pressure on her gut, then blows it into your face. "You see? Nothing you could have done would have helped her. She's my food now, and I don't give that back. Now..." she leans in further and slowly drags her tongue up your cheek. "I would //love// to have seconds, but it looks like you're going to fill out real nice for me if I pace myself~." She squeezes one of your breasts hard and pokes your squished belly. "So get out of my sight, I'll be back to collect soon enough." With that, she finally steps back away from you, only to then grab you and throw you to the ground. You watch, defeated, as she walks off down the hall with Emma in tow, laughing to herself. After getting to your feet, you decide there isn't much you can do now besides continuing on to class. [[Leave->September 2nd- Escapism]]<</replace>><<else>><<goto "Lunch Emma- Eaten By Zoey">><</if>><</link>> <<link "Flee">><<set $emmaInjured to true>><<goto "September 2nd- Escapism">><</link>> <</if>>

<<set $eatenByZoeyMulti to true>><<set $predName to "Zoey">><<set $predSS to 72>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "Zoey_PreyStruggle">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "Zoey(TEXT)">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "Zoey_Actions">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Zoey(Emma)- Escape">><<set _zoeyAsleep to false>><<set _firstNormal to false>>\ "No way," you say with a gulp. "I'm not leaving without Emma, let her go!" you demand, balling your hands into fists. Zoey grins and grips one of the bulges Emma is making in her gut tight. "We're having so much fun though!" she giggles, shaking her belly. "//*URP*// If you want her back, come get her." Her tongue darts between her lips. <<if $emmaRel > 3>>You immediately rush toward her, not really having a plan but knowing Emma is counting on you. You lunge into her belly, hoping to knock her over, but she barely budges. Undeterred, you push in and up on her stomach, trying to force Emma out. You can feel her start to thrash harder, doing her best to take advantage of your help. Zoey just laughs. "You really care about her, huh?" she taunts. "Can't stand the thought of me churning her up like the meat she is, my stomach grinding your poor little friend into fat? Well you won't get anywhere like this, let me help you."<<else>>You hesitate, unsure of what your actual plan is and reminded that she almost certainly can manage to eat you too. Everything about her screams that she's a skilled predator; as far as you know, she might even be one of the seniors. Looking at Emma's helpless squirming in her belly, your confidence starts to drain. "Come on, try it. You talk big, so do something. Make me spit her up," she says. "I'll give you a freebie, hands behind my back," she laughs, arching her back so her belly pushes out toward you. Taking a deep breath, you run at her. You do the first thing that comes to mind and try to tackle her to the ground, throwing your weight into her and hoping you don't hurt Emma in the process. When you make contact, however, she barely even stumbles back, leaving you awkwardly pressing yourself into her gut. You keep up the pressure, hoping maybe it will force Emma out, but stop when you hear Emma let out a pained grunt. "Haha //*urp*//, that the best you got?" Zoey laughs. "Feels pretty good, and I think your friend is enjoying it too. Here, let me help you out."<</if>> She grabs one of your arms and swings you into the wall, pinning you there with her gut<<if $fullness > 0>>, which uncomfortably compresses against what's left of your own<</if>>. She leans in, forcing Emma against you painfully hard. You try to break free, but you can barely move with her Emma-filled belly pushed tight against your torso, so tight you can feel the contours of her body against yours. "Stop! S-Stop!" Emma shouts from inside her. Zoey belches from the pressure on her gut, then blows it into your face. "You see? Nothing you could have done would have helped her. She's my food now, and I don't give that back. <<if $emmaRel > 3>>But you were so desperate to help, and I'd hate to split up a pair~...<<else>>And you know? I think you freed up enough room for a second course<</if>>" she says, drooling.<<if $emmaRel > 3>> "Do it, I'll make you spit us both up," you grunt, trying to sound intimidating but barely getting the words out as you strain against the weight on your chest.<</if>> She eases up on the pressure a bit and opens her mouth wide. <<if $emmaRel > 3>>You stare her in the eyes until you can't anymore, knowing there's nothing you can do at this point.<<else>>You shy your head away, but with your body still pinned you're barely even delaying the inevitable.<</if>> She thrusts her head down over yours, starting you on your journey to be reunited with Emma. She runs her slimy tongue all over your face before swallowing, pushing your head into the warm, tight embrace of her gullet. She steps back and grabs you with both arms, hoisting your body up into the air before continuing her meal. Your breasts slide across her teeth and into her mouth, growing slick with saliva before getting squeezed down into her throat as she hungrily gulps you down. <<if $emmaRel > 3>>You try to stay calm, not giving her the satisfaction of squirming on the way down.<<else>>You desperately kick your legs in the air, the only thing you can manage to try and resist with how well she has you locked down.<</if>> As you're pushed deeper and deeper into her, you feel your head start to slide against something hard rather than the squishy flesh of her insides. "$name? Oh no, no..." Emma mutters. "Hey..." you say as your face squeezes against hers, the constricting stomach walls forcing you to be cheek to cheek as your body slides in. Zoey gulps down your<<if $fullness > 0>> bloated<</if>> midriff and you push deeper into her stomach, your body pressing tight against Emma's as you're forced in alongside her. Your predator seems to pause and you end up stopped with your face buried in Emma's chest. <<if $emmaRel > 3>>You can actually hear her heartbeat start to race even harder.<</if>> Outside, with only your legs hanging out of her mouth, Zoey unzips your shorts and pulls them off. You squirm in surprise, sliding deeper into her all on your own from the movement. Once she has her prize, she grips your ass and greedily shoves it into her mouth. She quickly starts to work through the last of your legs, forcing your body into her cramped insides. Inside her gut, you're pressed tight against Emma, sliding down the front of her body as more of you enters into the gurgling chamber. As you're pushed beneath her, you can feel that acid is already starting to flood into her stomach, stinging at the back of your head. After feeling Zoey swallow your feet, condemning you to the dark prison of her body, you finally seem to settle into position. You're squeezed underneath Emma, your face almost directly in her crotch<<if $fullness > 1>> and your gut pressed uncomfortably tight against her<</if>>. The slick walls constrict you so hard that repositioning isn't really an option. "//*UUUUURRRP*// Do your worst in there you two, it's been too long since I've had a double," Zoey says. You can vaguely feel her running her hands along her belly. "Everything's so much more sensitive with my stomach stretched thin.~" "$name? $name I'm so sorry I--A-are you okay?" Emma whimpers. <<if $emmaRel > 3>>"Don't worry this is, uh, all according to plan," you say, shifting your arms a bit. "What? This is awful, we're both gonna die!" she replies. "Hey, hey, stay calm," you say. The stomach groans around you, not helping your case. "This is bad, yeah, but we're gonna get out, together. Her stomach is gonna have a harder time keeping both of us down than just one, right?" "I guess, but... Oh I'm so sorry $name this is all my fault..." "L<<else>>"...I've been better," you reply. The shifting flesh beneath you is already rubbing acids into your saliva drenched body. "You've been in here longer, how are you holding up?" "I feel like I'm gonna throw up... You're only in here because of me $name, I'm so sorry..." she says with a sniffle. "Hey, stay calm, l<</if>>et's just focus on getting out right now, don't worry about anything else," you say. You're confident that if you work together, you can get out of this.<<set $sceneAttack to 1>><<set $sceneDefense to 0>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "preyOptions">></div>

<<set $time to 14.5>><<include "TIME">>After coming so close, there's no way you can just give up. If you made it out of her stomach once, no matter how brief, you know you can escape. You kick and push wildly at the walls, losing some of your earlier coordination in your desperation to be free. <<if $acidStage is 3>>Your movements are sluggish from exhaustion and the need to push through the liquid surrounding you, but you're still giving it your all.<<else>>The chamber sloshes around you from your movements disturbing the acids.<</if>> Suddenly, you hear Emma gasp. "$name I... I think I..." she says<<if $turn > 6>>, her strained voice suddenly filled with hope<</if>>. A moment later you hear a squishing sound, then another, and Emma slides forward a bit. She plants her legs against the wall behind you and pushes hard, resulting in her squeezing you into the moist flesh with her butt for a few seconds until her body starts to continue forward. You feel Zoey cough and grab her gut, followed by her stomach suddenly crushing down on you. <<if $acidStage > 1>>Your head is forced beneath the tide of bile, but you stay calm. <</if>>This is it, it has to be! Emma surges forward, and just as her legs are about to make their exit, the rhythmic pressure of the walls pushes yours up alongside her. The two of you are forced back up Zoey's esophagus together, slowly rising up toward freedom. You can feel that the flesh around you is being pushed to its absolute limit, straining to contain the mass of two people at once. "Y-Yes! Yes!" you hear Emma cry above you. But her celebration quickly turns to panic. "No, s-stop! Get off!" You can feel her trying to wriggle her body up, but there's no room in the girl's throat for any significant motion. With a few very shallow gulps, Emma is dragged back in a little and for a brief moment you both start to go back down. But a particularly heavy push from her stomach forces you up and your legs slide in alongside Emma's chest, destroying whatever control Zoey had managed to get over the situation. You feel hands pushing against the bulge you're making, which you realize is Emma doing everything she can to pull herself out for good. You're squeezed forward inch by inch and you feel the cool air of the room against your toes as you finally start to cross the threshold of her lips. As soon as Emma's hips exit her throat and slide into her mouth, the pressure is alleviated just enough that the floodgates open. Your body and what remains inside of Emma's are rocketed forward along with all of the stomach acid that had built up, sending you back into the world. "We did it... $name we did it, we're out!" you hear Emma say next to you. You're lying in a warm puddle on the floor, your body slightly overlapping Emma's. <<if $turn < 8>>Your head is a bit foggy and it takes a moment for you to adjust to the change in setting. Your arms and legs are shaky as you start to struggle into an upright position, and it looks like Emma is in just as rough of shape. Both of your outfits have taken a serious beating from being inside her for so long, in fact your lower body is completely bare due to your shorts being removed beforehand.<<else>>You sputter on the ground, gasping for breath after nearly passing out from being held under for so long. It takes a few moments for you to be able to muster any strength, like your body had to remember how to move normally after being so cramped for so long. Eventually you manage to shakily get to your feet. You can feel that your clothes are completely gone, but that's the least of your worries at the moment.<</if>> Zoey is hunched over on her bed, hacking and coughing relentlessly. Her face is pale to the point of almost looking blue. <<if $turn > 4>>With a bit of disgust, you also notice that she's no longer wearing pants. <</if>>Looking around to get your bearings, you find that you're in her horror show of a dorm. The second bed in the room is barren other than a loose pile of ropes, and above Zoey's is what you can only assume is a trophy wall. A menagerie of various articles of clothing--shirts, bras, glasses, shoes--all strung up on display, along with a few stranger things, perhaps most disturbing being a dog collar. You spot the shoe she'd stolen from Emma and your missing shorts among the collection. "Oh god I'm..." Emma suddenly says with a sharp inhale. "G-Gross, Gross! This is disgusting, get it off, GET IT OFF!" she shrieks, frantically trying to rub the vomit off of her arms and starting to hyperventilate. "Emma, stay calm<<if $turn < 8>>!<<else>>,<</if>>" you say<<if $turn < 8>>, your voice sounding hoarse<</if>>. "We need to get the hell out of here!" You <<if $turn < 8>>stumble<<else>>hurry<</if>> over to the door. Zoey growls, but still seems to be immobilized from the pain of both of you escaping at once. "R-Right..." she says, taking a deep breath and scurrying over to you. You can see in her eyes that she's barely containing her panic. <<include "playerPreyEscape">>[[Flee to your dorm->Lunch Emma- Recovery]]

<<set $time to 13.75>><<include "TIME">><<set $metLeila to true>>You, Mina, and Tia get up and follow Claire out of the building, after saying farewell to the others of course. You step out into the warm air of the courtyard, the sun blazing high in the sky, and start to head across toward Karbo. "Hey, so, this class is upstairs right by the dorms you know. Why didn't we just go through Lampton?" Tia asks, quickening her pace to walk right next to Claire. "Me and my roommate had a real close call going that way this morning, it'll be safer for us this way," Claire replies. "Couldn't we have just gone with Kim though?" Tia says. "That's... a good point. But we'll be fine, trust me!" Just a few moments later, Tia yelps and you and Claire snap your attention to her. A tall, auburn haired girl has her by the arm, and you look just in time to see her head get engulfed by the sudden newcomer. You freeze for a moment, caught off guard, and watch as the predator makes short work of Tia, only her poor flailing legs sticking out from the girl's mouth by the time the thought that maybe you should help crosses your mind. It only takes a few seconds for those, too, to sink into the girl's maw, stretching out the wriggling swell of her belly as the last of her meal is forced to curl up inside. A wet belch escapes her lips and she pats her Tia laden gut in satisfaction. "Oh dear..." a quiet voice says behind you. Just as you and Claire had started to flee, you stop in your tracks and turn around to face your other companion. Another girl somehow managed to sneak up on you, and she's holding poor Mina up off the ground by her armpits. "Oh my god, you're like a doll!" the girl laughs. Her skin is a rich tan color and her hair extremely dark. She's wearing a beanie and very baggy clothes. "Rach, you ever seen fodder this blatant?" "Yeah they're not even //*urp*// pretending anymore," the other girl replies. You faintly hear Tia's voice, but can't make out what she's trying to say. "Could you please put me down?" Mina squeaks. "Look at this shit, I can lift her like it's nothing! I'm not even that strong," she says, bouncing Mina up and down a little. "Have you ever even eaten someone? How did you get in??" "Are you going to eat her or not Leila? Because your other options are taking themselves off the menu," the redhead chides. "$name we need to go!" Claire says, already a good distance away from you heading for the door to Karbo. You glance back at Mina. <<link "Rescue Mina">> <<replace "#choice">> "Not without her," you reply, starting to move toward the girl in the beanie. "Suit yourself!" Claire shouts, bolting toward the door and away from danger. "Put her down!" you demand, closing the gap between you and Mina with your hands balled into fists. Your heart's beating fast--you know this is dangerous, but you can't just leave Mina while there's still a chance to save her. "//*Pfft*//, make me," Leila jeers, lifting Mina even higher up. She's pretty much motionless in her arms, staring blankly at her captor. "Just let her go, she didn't do anything to you! Eat someone that deserves it," you plead, grabbing Mina's legs to try and pull her away from the girl. Unfortunately, you almost immediately stumble back with her boots in your hands. "Hey thanks! I didn't really want those in there anyway," Leila laughs. She starts to lower Mina into her mouth feet first right in front of you. "Oh my..." Mina squeaks as her toes slide across the girl's tongue. She's still not struggling at all, but there's a very worried look in her eye now.<<if $lunchOther>> It's probably the most emotive you've ever seen her.<</if>> Acting on impulse, you run up and shove Leila to get her to stop. She's knocked backwards onto the ground and Mina yelps as she's suddenly dropped. You try to catch her, but she crashes onto the blacktop next to you. "Ow, my poor tailbone..." Mina whimpers, rubbing her backside. "And my toes, she bit me!" "Get up, we need to go!" you say, helping her get back on her feet and handing her her boots. "This is why you don't play around when you've got a whole group like this," the girl that ate Tia says. She's standing with her arms folded on top of her belly, leisurely watching the scene unfold while Tia fights frantically inside of her. With your hands still on Mina, your panicked mind has a thought. You're still surrounded by two upperclassmen, one of them now very pissed off, the other likely capable of eating Mina at least despite already having Tia, even if she seems disinterested. But you doubt either of them could get you if you were also sporting a gut... \ <<link "Swallow Mina to keep yourselves safe">> <<set _checkType to "prey">> <<set _baseline to 12>> <<set _modifier to 3>> <<include "voreCheck">> <<if _swallow>> <<set $preyName to "swallow">> /* temp to know what intro to use in Leila's scene */ <<goto "Courtyard- Eaten by Leila">> <<else>> <<goto "Courtyard Encounter- Eat Mina">> <</if>> <</link>> <<link "Make a break for it">> <<set $karma += 1>> <<set $minaSaved to 1>> <<set _checkType to "prey">> <<set _baseline to 10>> <<set _modifier to 3>> <<include "voreCheck">> <<if _swallow>> <<goto "Courtyard- Eaten by Leila">> <<else>> <<set $stamina -= 15>> <<replace "#choice2">>\ You and Mina start to make a break for it, but a hand grabs you from behind. "Not so fast," Leila hisses, turning you to face her. A small drip of saliva still hangs from her scowling mouth from Mina's feet getting pulled out. "Juniper already ruined my first meal, no way am I ending today without getting //anything//. And I think you just volunteered." She opens her mouth wide and tries to force your head inside, but you react just in time to duck away from her. Moving quickly, you shake the grip she has on your shoulder. She makes another grab for you before you can get away, but with adrenaline pumping through your veins you're able to throw her off again. You don't waste the opportunity this time, making a break for it toward Karbo with Mina. @@color:yellowgreen;You managed to escape.@@ <<Leila -1>> You keep running until you're in the building, only stopping to catch your breath once the two of you are all the way down the main hall and standing right by your dorm. Mina finally takes the opportunity to put her boots back on. "I believe I may have bruised myself, it still hurts," Mina says, brushing a hand past her rear again. She seems completely unfazed by all the running, not even breaking a sweat while you're panting a little. "Oh but where are my manners, thank you $name! I thought that was the end, but you saved me! I truly appreciate it." "Don't mention it," you say with a smile. "I wasn't gonna just stand by while you were in danger." She smiles, and you think you can see the tiniest bit of red creep into her cheeks. <<Mina 1>> "Well, I guess we should still get to class," you say. "I'm pretty sure it's right upstairs from here, Room 219 if I remember right." [[Go to class->September 2nd- Escapism]]\ <</replace>> <</if>> <</link>> \ <</replace>> <</link>> <<link "Escape with Claire">><<replace "#choice">><<set $minaEnd to "leila">><<set $leilaPrey.push({name: "Mina", status: "major", details: "none"})>> In your heart you know it's already too late for her--what are you going to do against two upperclassmen? One of them already got Tia, you can't risk the same fate. With slight reluctance, you turn and start to run with Claire. "Yeah, yeah. Real light meal, but I can definitely handle grabbing seconds if one of them is //this//," Leila says. "Oh my..." you hear Mina mumble just before you're out of earshot. Claire frantically throws open the door to Karbo and you take one last look back before following her in, watching Mina disappear down the girl's throat. You pry your eyes away before seeing the end and rush indoors to safety. "I told her everything would be fine, like, two seconds before someone gulped her down... That's really gonna bum me out when I think about it," Claire says when the two of you catch your breath. There's a brief pause. "Well, off to class!" "Just like that huh?" you say. "We're not even gonna take a moment here?" "Yep! I'm learning to live in the chaos. Nothing we can do for them now, so the only thing to do is move on," she says, smiling like nothing happened. "I guess..." you reply, following her down the hall. You make a left and pass by your dorm before heading upstairs, making your way to room 219. [[Go to class->September 2nd- Escapism]]\ <</replace>><</link>>\

<<set $time to 13.75>><<include "TIME">><<set $eatenByLeila to true>><<set $predName to "Leila">><<set $predSS to 48>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "Leila_PreyStruggle">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "Leila(TEXT)">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "Leila_Actions">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Leila- Escape">><<set _firstStrong to false>><<if $preyName is "swallow">><<set $preyName to "!ERR: set prey name">>Making your choice, you grip Mina tighter and pull her close to you. "Trust me..." you whisper to her. However, you hesitate for just a moment too long and Leila is able to grab Mina again before you can execute your plan. "Come on, she's mine!" Leila grunts as she tries to pull her away from you. After some back and forth that must have been uncomfortable for the tiny girl, you manage to wrestle Mina away from her again, but you realize you aren't going to get a chance to swallow her with the way things are going. "We've gotta go!" you shout to Mina, changing plans and just trying to run for it. You give her a nudge forward, but before you can join her in making a break for it a hand grabs you from behind.<<else>>You and Mina start to make a break for it, but a hand grabs you from behind.<</if>> "Not so fast," Leila hisses, turning you to face her. A small drip of saliva still hangs from her scowling mouth. "Juniper already ruined my first meal, no way am I ending today without getting //anything//. And it looks like you just volunteered." You try to throw her off of you, but she grips your arms tight and opens her mouth wide. "Mina, RUN!" you shout. For a moment, everything is still, and you stare deep into the red abyss of Leila's insides. Then, in an instant, your head is squeezed into them. <<Mina 1>> @@color:orange;You have been overpowered.@@ With a heavy swallow, she pulls you deeper in, your face sliding across her slick tongue and the top of your head pushing into the tight embrace of her throat as her lips settle around yours. A piercing on her lower lip scratches against your skin as you slide into her. She's got your arms completely locked at your sides, eagerly gulping down your chest. Her heartbeat is overpowering as your head is forced through the constricting tunnel of her esophagus, not far from your final destination. In a frantic effort to get free, you kick your legs toward her. To your surprise, you actually seem to catch her off guard, knocking one leg into her chest hard enough that you feel the impact yourself. She stumbles, but to your dismay manages to right herself pretty quickly, and you feel someone else's hand grip your leg. "Do I have to do everything for you?" the voice of the redheaded girl sighs. She sounds oddly distant through the barrier of Leila's body despite clearly being right next to you. With another gulp, your head finally presses through the base of her throat and into the more flexible embrace of her stomach. "Come on, stop!" you shout. With the assistance of the other girl, you don't have much confidence in struggling out at this point. You feel one of Leila's hands press against your head from the outside, feeling your body fill out hers since someone else has your legs handled. It doesn't take much longer for your fate to be sealed, the rest of you inching its way through her mouth and down into her stomach. Your body curls up into the dark, humid confines of her gut. You feel the cool metal of her piercing slide down your foot, then her lips seal around your toes and it's over. "//*UUUrrp*// Ah, thanks Rach, love ya," Leila says, holding her gut with her arms. You feel her grip it from below and bounce you a few times. "She had some smooth moves, you really saved my butt there." "Yeah, yeah. I've got class, so I'm taking mine to go," the other girl says. "Bye, I guess," Leila replies. Your entire world bounces and jiggles around, moving in time with her footsteps. Then you feel her shift into a sitting position, lounging back with her bloated belly pushed out. "Mmm, this feeling never gets old..." "Let me out!" you shout. You can feel her tracing circles around the form of your body with one of her hands. "I didn't mean me when I said to eat someone else!" "Nah, I needed lunch and you're it, so settle in," she says, sounding distracted. "You did me a favor to //*Urp*// be honest, I think I'd still be hungry after eating that other girl."<<set $sceneAttack to 0>><<set $sceneDefense to 0>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "preyOptions">></div>

<<set $time to 14.25>><<include "TIME">>You take a deep breath and clench your fists. You had her moaning in pain once, you know you can finish the job. In an instant, you kick back into high gear, drawing out every bit of energy you still have in a final push to freedom. You kick, and shove, and shift your body relentlessly, like you're in an all out war against her stomach. It doesn't take long for the walls to start quivering and groaning in sour tones. "Aaagh, not again!" Leila groans. "Fucking... //*UUURrrRRP*//... chill! My stomach hasn't ached like this since //*urp*// high school, who are you!?" <<if $acidStage < 3>>"$name $last, bitch! This is what you get for bullying my friend, now LET. ME. OUT!" you roar, adrenaline racing through your veins. <</if>>You keep squirming, even as <<if $acidStage is 3>>the acids splash into your face from the turmoil you've kicked up inside<<else>>your body begs for a moment to rest<</if>>. It isn't long before her stomach decides it's had enough. The walls shudder around you, then squeeze in hard. A crushing pressure forces your head up into a tight tube of flesh. "No, come on..." Leila hisses. She starts to let out a burp, but it's quickly stifled by your head pushing out of her throat and into her mouth. It doesn't take long for your acid-drenched body to force its way up out of her stomach and back into the outside world. You slide along her body and down onto the ground, splayed out on a very rough surface<<if $acidStage > 0>> in the middle of a puddle of digestive fluids<</if>>. It takes a minute for your eyes to adjust to the light, but you can see that you're still outside in the courtyard. Your attempted predator is sprawled across one of the benches by the fountain just in front of you, coughing and clutching her stomach. <<if $turn < 3>>You slowly push yourself up into a sitting position, then onto your feet. Your body aches from all the struggling, but you can't help smiling. She's an upperclassman and you kicked her stomach's ass so hard that it couldn't even touch your clothes!<<elseif $turn < 8>>You slowly push yourself up into a sort of sitting position, panting with exhaustion. Not only are you feeling like you might collapse, your outfit has been devastated by her insides. Your shirt is basically gone, and the acids have eaten away holes all over your shorts. Even your underwear has started fraying at the edges. You struggle back up onto your feet, knowing it isn't safe out here.<<else>>You lie motionless on the ground for nearly a minute, panting heavily with exhaustion and a primal craving for fresh air. Tiny dark patches dance in your vision for a moment when you first try to lift your head, but with a deep breath you manage to push yourself up into a sitting position. You can feel that your clothes are completely gone, a gentle breeze grazing past your slick, naked form. Although you feel like you might collapse, you manage to force your way up onto two feet.<</if>> "Fucking bullshit..." you hear Leila mutter. She doesn't seem focused on you at all, surprisingly. In fact, <<if $acidStage > 0>>her headphones are on still and you can faintly hear that the music is still playing.<<else>>you watch as she pulls out a set of over-ear headphones and haphazardly slides them on.<</if>> "What the fuck did I do to deserve spilling my guts twice in one day... Couldn't just have the stupid dwarf girl, her god damn friend has to be a hero..." <<if $turn < 3>>You raise an eyebrow at the strange behavior, but just shrug. Not only weaker than you, but a sore loser too. <</if>>You start to walk away from the scene, but freeze after only one step. You and Leila aren't the only ones in the courtyard, you can see four other girls from where you're standing. And all of them are staring at you. Two are sitting on another one of the benches off toward Lampton, an unsettling curiosity in their eyes. Another walking down that same path seems to be laughing, and gives you an enthusiastic //*Woo!*// when she sees you looking her way. And then there's one between you and Karbo, having just stepped out of the building. She stares you down and you hold your breath<<if $turn > 7>>, slowly moving your hands to cover yourself as the embarrassment at how exposed you are finally starts to creep past your exhaustion<</if>>. A sigh of relief leaves your lips as the girl simply gives you a disgusted look and turns to take a different path between buildings. Fear reigniting your drive, you <<if $turn < 8>>hurry<<else>>stumble<</if>> toward Karbo to retreat to the safety of your dorm. <<Leila -1>> <<include "playerPreyEscape">>[[Get to safety->Courtyard- Recovery]]

<<if $outfitState is "gone">>Stumbling<<else>>Walking<</if>> into the lobby, you immediately catch the attention of the secretary working the front desk. Luckily, she seems to be the only one in the lobby at the moment. <<if $outfitState is "drenched">>"Oh goodness, are you alright dear?" she asks. It's the same woman from yesterday. "I'm sorry, the girls always get so rowdy on the first day." "Yeah, I'm fine," you reply, still feeling good about your victory. "Just need a shower." "Well that's good to hear! I hope you don't have any more trouble today," the woman says with a smile. "Thanks!"<<elseif $outfitState is "damaged">>"Oh goodness, are you alright dear?" she asks. It's the same woman from yesterday. "It looks like you're in rough shape, let me help," she offers, bending over to get something from a drawer in her desk. "I'm sorry, the girls always get so rowdy on the first day." "I'll... be okay, I just need to get back to my dorm..." you mumble as you walk past her desk, still exhausted from the escape. "Well, here's a uniform if you want to put on something a bit more decent before walking down the hall," she says, handing you <<if $knowUniform>>one of the bags with the school uniform<<else>>a clear plastic bag with clothes in it<</if>>. "Do you think you need the nurse?" "Thanks, I think I'll be fine..." you say, taking the clothes from her. "Alright then dear, good luck with the rest of the day!" she ways with a warm smile. "Oh I wouldn't wear that uniform after you're back at your dorm though! I hear it's bad luck to have it today."<<set $wardrobeUniform to true>><<set $knowUniform to true>><<elseif $outfitState is "gone">>"Oh my, do you need the nurse dear?" she calls out, ducking down to grab something. "N-No, just... exhausted..." you mutter, shambling over to her desk. "Oh you look more than that!" the woman says in a worried tone. She holds out <<if $knowUniform>>one of the bags with the school uniform<<else>>a clear plastic bag with clothes in it<</if>> for you to take. "Here take this, there's no one in the bathroom right now so why don't you go clean up a bit?" "Thanks..." you say, carefully taking the bag in a way that lets you keep shielding your body. You head to the bathroom as quickly as you can, locking the door behind you. No longer //publicly// nude, you breathe a sigh of relief. You start to open the bag but, noticing the drain on the floor just in front of the sink, you decide it would be smarter to get at least some of the sludge off of yourself instead of trapping it under your clothing. Slowly but surely, you rinse yourself off using the sink water. It's not perfect, and splashing water on your exposed body in a public restroom certainly felt odd, but it gets the job done well enough for the walk back to your dorm.<<if $knowUniform>> You quickly don the uniform and step back out into the lobby.<<else>> You crack open the bag and start to make yourself decent. The uniform is fairly standard for school attire--a white collared shirt with a grey jacket and a moderate length frilled navy skirt. To your surprise the bag also contains a set of plain black underwear--the bra is a size or two too big, but you can manage. You quickly don the new outfit, noticing that it has a slight lemon scent to it. Checking yourself out in the mirror, you decide that it's actually a pretty good look for you. Fully clothed and less vomity than you were, you step back out into the lobby.<</if>><<set $outfit to "uniform">><<set $knowUniform to true>><<set $wardrobeUniform to true>> "There, that's got to feel better!" the secretary beams. "Yeah, thank you. I need to get back to my dorm to take a real shower though," you reply. Although your body is passable now, your hair is still pretty disgusting. "Of course, of course! But you'll be much more comfortable walking back like this," she says with a warm smile. "Do be sure to change out of that for the rest of the day when you get there though! I hear it's bad luck to have the uniform on today."<</if>> You continue on down the main hall back to your dorm<<if $outfitState isnot "gone">>, leaving a slight trail from the residual acids dripping off of you<</if>>. A few girls give you strange looks or stifle a laugh when you pass by them, but no one seems even a little interested in getting someone's sloppy seconds. Once you make it to the door, you throw open the lock and step inside. The room is empty, with Emma presumably at the class that you're missing.<<if $outfitState is "damaged">> You toss the bag with the uniform onto your bed for now, not intending to put it on given the warning the secretary gave you.<</if>> You grab your towel and head into the bathroom. While the water in the shower warms up a bit, you strip off<<if $outfitState is "damaged">> what's left of<</if>> your clothes and prepare to <<if $outfitState is "gone">>get properly clean<<else>>finally get clean<</if>>. <<if $outfitState is "drenched">>While you may be feeling fine, your outfit didn't fare so well, completely saturated in Leila's digestive fluids. You're not even sure it could still be salvaged, so you dump the clothes in the garbage.<<elseif $outfitState is "damaged">>What was left of your outfit barely even served to keep you covered during the walk back, so you dump the mangled fabric in the trash.<<else>>Heeding the secretary's warning, you set the uniform aside with no intentions of putting it back on.<</if>> Without wasting any more time, you hop into the cleansing water. <<if $outfitState is "gone">>It stings for a brief moment, but you quickly adjust. You immediately turn your attention to your hair, not wanting to risk permanent damage from having it drenched with acid for so long. You run your fingers through it and let the water work its magic. Once most of it has cleared, you apply a generous amount of shampoo to combat the awful smell. Then it's time for your body, which feels like a refreshingly normal shower after already being rinsed off once.<<else>>You're immediately refreshed, reminded that warmth can also be comforting after being trapped in the cramped, sweltering confines of a stomach. The residual acid quickly washes away from you. You spend plenty of time rinsing out your hair, replacing the vile odor of vomit with the pleasant scents of shampoo and conditioner.<</if>> Once you're completely clean and feeling refreshed, you turn off the water, dry off, and head back out into the room. With Emma still gone, you drop your towel and quickly assemble a new outfit, putting it on right there by your bed. You're feeling much better, but the shower still did very little for your exhaustion from the escape. You drop back onto your bed. Before you've even gotten under the blanket, you can feel yourself dozing off.<<set $outfit to "normal">><<set $outfitState to "normal">> [[Take a nap->September 2nd- Afternoon]]

<<if ($outfitState is "gone") and ($emmaRelation2 < 1)>><<set $emmaRelation2 to 1>><</if>>You and Emma run out of her dorm and into the hallway. You're deep into Lampton, right at the end of the far hall. <<if ($outfitState is "damaged") or ($outfitState is "gone")>>Shielding your bodies from the watchful eyes you're sure to encounter, y<<else>>Y<</if>>ou make a break for it down the hall, moving as quickly as you can manage. A group of girls eating at one of the balconies laughs as you rush around the corner and into the other hallway. <<if $outfitState is "gone">>Your face is bright red as you race through the halls in the nude.<</if>> Over the bridge and down the stairs you go, finally making it to the door to your safe haven. "Ew ew ew! <<if $outfitState is "gone">>S-<</if>>Shower! Now!" Emma cries as the two of you barge into your room. <<if ($outfitState is "gone") and ($emmaRel > 3)>>You lock the door behind you, and feel a tug at your arm. "Come on, we're getting clean," Emma says, pulling you along with her.<<else>>You lock the door while she bolts for the bathroom. The shower whistles to life in record time, leaving you standing alone in the middle of the room, still bathed in fluids<<if $outfitState is "damaged">> and only wearing a heavily damaged shirt and bra<<elseif $outfitState is "gone">> and completely naked<</if>>.<</if>> <<if ($outfitState is "gone") and ($emmaRel > 3)>><<set $emmaShoweredZoey to true>>"Uh... I..." you try to say, but nothing to protest the situation comes to mind with how exhausted you are. You follow her into the bathroom and over to the shower, neither of you even bothering to close the door. Emma starts the water and steps in a few moments later. She gestures for you to follow, though she looks stressed. "Ahh, finally," Emma sighs, standing beneath the stream of water and letting the slime melt away from her. With a bright red face, you watch the liquid flow over her chest and down her body. "Come on, we gotta get clean..." she says, stepping aside slightly so there's room for you to be partially under the water. Her cheeks are also burning up. Following her lead, you step into the stream of water, instantly feeling refreshed. You wash the acids off of your skin as quickly as you can, making your best effort to not stare at Emma's nude body. The two of you start to rinse out your hair at the same time, turning back to back. "So..." you say. "I know," Emma replies, faster and louder than she probably meant to, "but... we've both been naked the whole time already and I thought 'why be all gross longer than we need to be'. I'm sorry, this is so awkward isn't it..." "Well, as I recall someone shoved their bare ass into my face when we were getting out, so compar-" you start to reply. "No stop!" Emma squeals. "Let's not talk about what happened in there..." she whimpers. You finish cleaning your hair, nothing but the warm weight of water upon it now. Grabbing your body wash, you start to rub yourself down, keeping your back to Emma. You take a quick peek behind you as you finish soaping up your back and notice that she's facing you now, covering her breasts with one hand and strategically standing in a way that conceals her crotch. There's a sheepish look on her face and a bar of soap in her free hand. "Um... do you think you could... uh," she says, tumbling over her words. "...get my back? I'm always paranoid that I'm missing spots..." "Uh, sure," you reply, taking the soap from her. She quickly spins around when you turn to her, her eyes going wide when she notices you aren't mimicking her attempt at modesty. With a somewhat shaky hand at first, you start to rub the bar of soap across her back, starting by tracing it across her shoulder blades. She shivers ever so slightly at the motion. You work it a bit lower, your fingers running along her soft skin this time from the bar slightly shifting in your grip. You keep moving lower, not sure how much she wants you to do, until you gingerly slide your hand down the slight divet on the small of her back. Emma lets out a slight moan, then almost instantly whips around and grabs the bar from your hands. "Hey th-thanks! I think I'm good thanks so much!" she blurts out, quickly rinsing the residual soap off her back. She rushes through shampooing her hair, trying to hide her embarrassment. Without a word, she jumps out of the shower, and you decide to take your time so that she has a little while to cool down. When you do finally finish, you find a towel resting on the sink for you and the bathroom door finally closed. You dry off and step back into the room with the towel wrapped tight, finding Emma standing between the beds and fidgeting with her hands. She's fully clothed again, wearing a slightly more conservative outfit than before--light jeans with a pale orange shirt that hugs her form. You head over to your bed and start pulling some clothes out of the dresser. "I was going to put some clothes in there for you too but I didn't want to go through your underwear, sorry," Emma says quietly. "No worries, thanks for the towel," you say, heading back toward the bathroom. Emma taps your shoulder and you turn toward her, only to immediately find yourself hugged tight. "Thank you so much, $name," she says with a sniffle. "I'd be dead right now if it weren't for you." She squeezes you tight and you gently return the hug. "You're the best roommate I could have asked for." She sniffles again, then the warmth of her body gently pulls away. "But... after you get changed let's forget what just happened, alright?" she says, wiping her eye. "Of course," you say softly. You step back into the bathroom and shut the door, quickly throwing on the outfit you picked out. <<else>>While Emma cleanses herself, you stand around awkwardly, hoping you aren't creating a stain on the carpet. You can still hardly believe that you and Emma are both back in your dorm and okay--Zoey really seemed like a challenge you couldn't overcome. But here you are, safe for now. Tired of feeling so disgusting, you take one of your bath towels and start to wipe off some of the sludge coating your body. It's better than nothing, and you can just wash it later. After a few minutes, the door to the bathroom very slightly creaks open. "Hey $name, can you, uh, hand me a towel?" Emma asks. "I was a little too eager to get clean..." You grab a bright blue towel draped over the foot of her bed and hold it up to the small opening of the door. A wet hand quickly snatches it and disappears back into the bathroom. "Thaaaanks," Emma says. A short while later the door swings completely open and she steps out into the room, wrapped tight in the towel. Her hair is still heavy with water, but the rest of her is dry and practically sparkling compared to what she looked like before. "Omigod go get clean!" she squeaks<<if $outfitState isnot "drenched">>, covering her eyes with one hand<</if>>. "I'm sorry that was so rude to just rush in like that..." <<if $outfitState isnot "gone">>"No worries," you <<if $emmaRel < 3>>mumble<<else>>reply.<</if>> <</if>>You take her advice, quickly grabbing a clean towel and taking her place in the bathroom. You turn on the water in the shower, finding it already at a nice, relaxing temperature from Emma's cleanse.<<if $outfitState is "drenched">> Not convinced you'd ever get the scent of vomit out, you peel off your ruined clothes and dump them into the trash can, noticing Emma's old outfit already sitting at the bottom.<<elseif $outfitState is "damaged">> You pull off what's left of your shirt and bra, dumping them in the trash.<</if>><<if $outfitState isnot "gone">> Maybe someday you'll reclaim your missing shorts, but you aren't looking forward to ever even seeing Zoey again.<</if>> Stepping beneath the stream, you let the water wash away the acrid film covering your body. <<if $outfitState is "gone">>Even after this long you can still feel your face burning up from the experience of you and Emma's naked bodies being squished together back in Zoey's gut.<</if>> Once you've taken special care to rinse out every inch of your hair, you get to work applying a copious amount of soap to try and combat the stench of vomit. After a good fifteen minutes or so, you're feeling much better, most of your stress melting away with the filth. You step back into the room wrapped in a towel. Emma, fully dressed again, is sitting on the edge of her bed brushing her hair with a small mirror in one hand. She's wearing a slightly more conservative outfit than before--light jeans with a pale orange shirt that hugs her form. "Ugh, I think the acid did some permanent damage to my hair," she grumbles. "My orange doesn't look as bright as it used to..." "Hey, at least we're alive," you say, bending over to get replacement clothes out of your dresser. "I think it still looks <<if $emmaRel > 2>>pretty<<else>>fine<</if>>." "Yeah I... Don't think I can thank you enough, $name," she replies, setting the brush and mirror down on the bed. "I told you to run because I thought you'd be safe, but I don't think I ever would have gotten out alone. You stood up to that monster just for me and I just... I..." You turn around and immediately find yourself embraced tight by Emma. "Thank you," she says with a sniffle.<<if $emmaRel > 3>> She squeezes you tight and you gently return the hug, silently praying that you secured your towel well enough. "You're the best roommate I could have asked for." The warmth of her body gently pulls away.<<else>> Taken by surprise, you only just start to return the hug when she pulls away.<</if>> "S-Sorry, I should let you get some clothes on," she says, wiping her eye. "Well, it's not like we..." you start to say, trailing off as you lock eyes with her. You both immediately come to an unspoken agreement to never discuss the situation inside of Zoey's gut. "Uh right, I'll go get changed," you say, returning to the bathroom. You quickly put on the new outfit you'd picked out.<</if>> <<if $emmaRel < 3>><<Emma 2>><<else>><<Emma 1>><</if>> "So, it's definitely too late to go to class," Emma says as you enter back into the room. She's right--after stewing inside of Zoey and <<if $emmaShoweredZoey>>your little shower adventure<<else>>both of you taking your time getting clean<</if>> it's nearly three thirty already. "What are your plans for the rest of the day? I think I'm gonna take a nap, that was... exhausting. And I don't want to go out there again..." <<if $outfitState is "gone">>Even after the shower, your head is hazy and you feel weak from the stress of your escape. You're in no condition to do anything but rest right now.<<else>>You think about your options for the rest of the day. A power nap does seem nice, and especially after what you just experienced it might be smart to stay out of the halls if you don't need to be there. Then again, you also got to thinking while you were getting dressed that scoring your own kill in the massacre could be a good way to turn the day around, though you're not sure you're up to it without some rest, or how Emma would feel about you going on the hunt now. <<if $fullness <= 1>><<if $invitedToGym>> It also occurs to you that it's nearly four, when Kayla said she was heading to the gym. You never gave her a definite answer, and a workout doesn't sound great or necessary after the struggle you've been through, but if you were going to take her up on it you'd need to go now.<<elseif $fat > 20>> It could also be a good time to hit the gym, though you feel like you've already gotten a workout. You've definitely been noticing the effect your meal<<if $totalPrey > 1>>s have<<else>> has<</if>> had on you, a little exercise to keep it in check wouldn't hurt.<</if>><</if>><</if>> [[Take a nap->September 2nd- Afternoon in the Dorm]]<<if $outfitState isnot "gone">> <<if ($fullness + 5) <= $maxFullCap>>[[Go hunting->September 2nd- On the hunt]] <</if>><<if $fullness < 1>>[[Head to the gym->September 2nd- Workout]]<</if>><</if>><<set $outfitState to "normal">><<set $outfit to "normal">>

<<set $time to 16>><<include "TIME">><<set $day2Workout to true>><<if $eatenByZoeyMulti or $eatenByLeila>>"You know, I think I'm gonna hit the gym," you reply. "<<if $invitedToGym>>Kayla invited me to work out with her after class earlier, I'd hate to leave her hanging<<else>>I'll want to make sure I'm in shape for any future escapes, you know.<<if $fat > 20>> Plus, I've put on some weight already just from yesterday<</if>><</if>>." "Oh, alright then. Just be safe, alright?" Emma says, looking a little worried. "Don't worry, I'll be fine," you assure her. Your new outfit is short lived as you quickly grab a different set of clothes and duck into the bathroom to change. You swap out your normal clothes for something more appropriate to work out in: a sports bra with a loose white tank top over it and sweatpants. Saying a quick goodbye to Emma, you step out of the room and start to head down the hall.<<elseif $day2LunchEmma and $emmaInjured>>You decide that <<if $invitedToGym>>you don't want to leave Kayla hanging<<else>>now is probably the perfect time to hit the gym<</if>>, so you start to head down the hall toward the stairs. It'll be a good way to get your mind off Emma. You make a pit stop at your dorm to change into something more appropriate for a workout. The room seems painfully quiet right now, so you get in and out as quickly as you can. Once you're changed, you step out of the room and start to head down the hall.<<else>>"Now that classes are through, I think I'm gonna hit the gym," you say. "Oh, good idea!" Emma says.<<if $fat > 20>> "You are looking a bit heavy after yesterday," she adds with a laugh.<</if>> <<if $fat > 20>>"Gee, thanks," you reply. "I've just gotta stop at the dorm to get changed."<<else>>"I gotta stop back at our dorm to get changed first though," you say.<</if>><<if $minaSaved > 0>> "We can all head back together, where's your dorm Mina?" Emma asks. "My room is the first one after the stairs on the ground floor," Mina answers.<<set $minaDorm to true>><</if>> <<if $minaSaved > 0>>The three of you<<else>>You<</if>> head down the hall back toward your dorm, talking about the events of class beyond Alice getting swallowed. <<if $minaSaved > 0>>When you reach the bottom of the stairs, Mina almost disappears without a trace, but Emma catches her heading into her room and gets a proper goodbye.<</if>> It doesn't take long to arrive back at your dorm. Emma eagerly throws open the lock and the two of you step inside, back to comfortable safety. You put your things down and grab some clothes out of your dresser, stepping into the bathroom. You swap out your normal clothes for something more appropriate to work out in: a sports bra with a loose white tank top over it and sweatpants. Saying a quick goodbye to Emma, you step out of the room and start to head down the hall.<</if>><<set $outfit to "workout">> You quickly pass through Karbo and out into the courtyard. The Aesir complex awaits. You step through the doors into the main area. There are a handful of girls doing something in the gym and you can hear that the pool is in use. <<if $invitedToGym>>Before you've even started to head upstairs, you hear Kayla call out to you. "$name! Pretty damn flawless timing," she says, walking your way from the hall that leads to the pool. Her hair is tied back in a ponytail and she's changed into just a green sports bra and grey athletic shorts. You could tell before that she was fit, but without the blouse it's clear she's //fit//. Her arms and legs are very toned, and her exposed midriff shows off pretty defined abs. "You ready to sweat?" "Ready as I'll ever be," you reply. You quickly look her over again. "I, uh, don't know that I'll be able to keep up with you though." "Hah! I just do cardio Mondays, nothin' too crazy. Hoping to scout out the facility a bit for later in the week," she says. <<if $kaylaRel > 1>>You let out a surprised yelp as she lifts up the front of your shirt. "But don't worry, stick with me and someday I'll fix this," she laughs, poking your<<if $fat > 15>> squishy<</if>> stomach. You force your shirt back down, blushing a little. "Come on, let's go!"<<else>> "That doesn't sound too bad," you say, the two of you starting to head toward the stairs.<<if $fat > 12>> "That's probably what I was gonna do too, gotta work off this chub."<</if>><</if>><<elseif $metKayla>>Coming down the hall to the right is a familiar face from yesterday--Kayla. She's sporting a much different look than when you last saw her, wearing only a green sports bra and grey athletic shorts with her hair tied back in a ponytail. It's much more apparent how in shape she is like this, even sporting fairly defined abs. <<if $kaylaRel < 0>>"Still around, huh? How'd Alice's clit taste?" she asks, an unimpressed look on her face. "Excuse me?" you reply. "Well you seemed pretty eager to please yesterday." "Oh come on, I just answered your question honestly," you say, rolling your eyes.<<if $ateMandyCookout>> "You should have seen what happened after you left, it's the reason I need to work out now," you tease, lightly patting your belly. "Yeah, you //definitely// need it bitch,"<<elseif $aliceRel < 0>> "I think we can both agree that she sucks."<</if>><<if !$ateMandyCookout>> "Whatever,"<</if>> she huffs, walking away and up the stairs.<<elseif $kaylaRel is 0>>She definitely notices you, but turns and heads for the stairs without saying anything. Thinking it might be better to have a friend with you, since it //is// still the Monday Massacre after all, you decide to try and talk to her. "Hey, Kayla right?" you say, closing the gap between you. "Yeah, hey $name. You need something?" she asks, arms crossed. "Well, I wasn't expecting to run into anyone I knew. I think we got off on the wrong foot yesterday, you want to work out together?" <<if $cookoutAlice>>She closes her eyes and takes a deep breath before answering. <</if>>"Sure," she answers, not looking overly excited. "But you better keep up gordita."<<else>>"Hey, $name! <<if $eatenByAliceCookout>>Great to see you made it out yesterday! Here to train up a bit more just in case?<<else>>Didn't think I'd see you here<</if>>," she says, smiling. "Hey! <<if $eatenByAliceCookout>>Don't worry, her stomach didn't stand a chance. <</if>>I had some time to kill after my classes and figured I could stand to lose a few pounds," you reply. "<<if $fat > 19>>Hah, you got that right<<else>>Aw, you don't look too bad. Always smart to stay tight though<</if>>," she says. "Let's hit it together, no way to know if there's still upperclassmen on the hunt in here."<</if>><<else>>As you start to head for the stairs, someone coming down the hall to the right calls out to you. "Hey! You're a freshman too, right?" she asks. It's a girl with a dark brown ponytail and golden skin, wearing a green sports bra and grey athletic shorts. She's very fit, even sporting pretty well defined abs. "<<if $introA > 0>>We had Intro together earlier, pretty sure<<else>>You look kinda familiar<</if>>." "Uh, yeah, what's up?" you say skeptically. "Name's Kayla, you wanna be my workout buddy? Safer to stick together with all these upperclassmen prowling today," she says, extending a hand. "Sure," you reply, taking her hand and shaking. She seems genuine enough. "I'm $name." "Well $name, let's get to it!"<</if>> <<if $kaylaRel >= 0>>The two of you<<else>> You<</if>> walk up the stairs to the second floor, headed for the weight room. When you reach the landing, you pause for a moment, watching a girl that's running on the track. She has a belly filled with someone who's clearly still alive hanging in front of her, bouncing wildly as she jogs. She's managing a decent speed still, but she looks absolutely exhausted, her gut glistening with sweat. Impressed, but also a little concerned, you continue on your way and step through the open doorway into the workout room. The room is bright and a little smaller than you expected, looking like you could only fit maybe ten people at once before it started feeling overcrowded. Luckily, at the moment there's only one girl other than you and Kayla there--a blonde taking a break to chug some water next to one of the machines. Lining the opposite wall are a half dozen treadmills, all facing large windows, and way down on the left side of the room there are a couple exercise bikes. What's conspicuously absent for something referred to as the weight room is any kind of weights at all.<<if $kaylaRel >= 0>> <<if ($kaylaRel is 0) and ($metKayla)>>"You ready?" Kayla asks, starting to stretch out. "If you're with me, I'm doing cardio."<<else>>"Well, this is a kinda disappointing," Kayla says, starting to stretch out. "I might have to look for something in town if I'm gonna keep up with my usual routine. Perfect for cardio though!"<</if>><</if>> <<if $kaylaRel >= 0>>You follow her lead, moving through a series of different stretches to loosen up your body. <<if ($kaylaRel is 0) and $metKayla>>She snickers a bit as you finish what you thought was enough long before she's done, then poorly try to mimic what she's doing.<<else>>She's happy to guide you through a number of positions that you'd never done before, not being much of a fitness expert yourself.<</if>> Once you're both warmed up, you go to the nearest two treadmills and get to work. You take things simple, starting slow and building up to a decent pace, then sticking to it. Next to you, however, you can't help noticing Kayla going much harder, setting an incline for a while, then switching to doing sprints with short breaks in between after that. After a good half hour of running you slow back to a walk, then step off, exhausted. Not long after Kayla joins you, dripping with sweat.<<else>>You do some stretches to loosen up, then hop onto the nearest treadmill. Kayla is at the opposite side of the room, taking her time stretching out before also mounting one of the treadmills. You take things nice and easy, starting slow and building up to a decent pace to hold for your run. On the other end of the room, Kayla seems to almost be mocking you with how intense she's making her workout. You ignore her, slowly coming to a stop after a good half hour of running.<</if>> <<if $kaylaRel >= 0>>"Whew! That's what I'm talking about," Kayla beams, launching into some cooldown stretches. "How you feelin' $name?" You pant a little before answering, your legs already starting to feel heavy from standing still. "I'm... a little winded..." you reply, starting to follow her lead. "That's good, means you worked hard!" she says. "Looked like you were pushing yourself just enough." <<else>>You stand by the door and do a few quick stretches to cool down. <</if>>While you're stretching, you notice the girl that was running on the track exit and head downstairs. Except you realize it's not the same girl: she's still got a gut, but this one's a little chubbier and has completely different hair. That hair is also completely drenched, too saturated to just be from sweat. <<Workout>>Contrast to your warm skin, your belly feels oddly cool, and you're feeling lighter on your feet than earlier. @@color:lime;You must have lost weight!@@ <<if $kaylaRel >= 0>>"Man, I am STARVING now," Kayla says as the two of you step out out of the room. "You down to hit the dining hall? Normally I'd wanna shower first, but with the bullshit going on today being smelly and gross'd probably help us get left alone." "Heh, that's a good point," you reply, still hot and sweaty.<<if ($kaylaRel is 0) and $metKayla>> You smile to yourself--it seems like she's moved past her beef with you.<</if>> "Let's do it." "Sweet, just gotta go grab my clothes from the locker room," she says, leaving you to hurry down the hall. A little while later, two other girls round the corner and come your way down the hall. You raise an eyebrow--it's both of the girls you'd seen running on the track, neither sporting an enlarged belly anymore and both looking fresh out of the shower. They walk past you out of the building, chatting away happily with each other, just as Kayla comes back into view. She's wearing a t-shirt over her bra now, but she's just carrying the rest of her clothes. <<if $kaylaRel is 2>>"You and I should try that sometime, looked like a hell of a workout," she says with a grin when she rejoins you. "What?" "Ha! Come on, let's go," she replies, refusing to elaborate.<<else>>"Alright, let's get a move on!" she says as she rejoins you.<</if>> <<if ($kaylaRel < 2) or $invitedToGym>><<Kayla 1>> <</if>>[[Head to dinner->September 2nd- Dinner]]<<set $metKayla to true>><<else>>You shrug off the strange sight and step out of the room onto the second floor landing. As you're heading down the stairs, Kayla comes behind you, moving quickly and brushing past you. <<link "Try to make amends">><<replace "#choices">>"Kayla, wait!" you call out, rushing down a few steps to catch up with her. It seems silly to make an enemy over something so small. "What do you want?" she says, stopping with a frown on her face. "I'm sorry about the cookout yesterday, alright?" you say. "I didn't think it was that big of a deal at the time, but you were in the right and I should have sided with you." "Look, I'm not even really that mad //at// you, I'm just mad you let that bitch feel like she won," Kayla sighs. "I respect owning up to your mistakes, so, water under the bridge. This time." "Thanks," you say, smiling. She gives you a half smile back and puts a hand on your shoulder. "You really gotta hit the gym more <<if $fat > 12>> gordita<<else>>stringbean<</if>>," she says with a laugh before walking away down the hall. <<Kayla 1>> All that exercise really built up your appetite, so you decide to head over to the dining hall. [[Head to dinner->September 2nd- Dinner]]<</replace>><</link>> <<link "Ignore her">><<replace "#choices">>You don't pay her any mind, carrying on your way out of the building. All that exercise really built up your appetite, so you start to head over to the dining hall. [[Head to dinner->September 2nd- Dinner]]<</replace>><</link>><</if>>

<<if $time < 16>><<set $time to 16>><<include "TIME">><</if>><<if $eatenByZoeyMulti>>"Yeah, a nap sounds fantastic right about now," you reply, dropping onto your bed. "I've had enough massacre for one day." "Tell me about it! I'm not even setting an alarm, maybe I'll just sleep through to tomorrow," Emma says. She gets right under her covers, melting into her pillow. "We did lock the door, right?" she asks, sounding like she's already drifting away. "Yeah, we're safe," you assure her, double checking the door to make sure when you go to turn the light off. You get into your bed, not quite realizing how much your escape had tired you out until your eyelids almost instantly grow heavy at even the suggestion of sleep. In barely a minute, you're out like a light. ... "//*Psst*//, $name," a voice whispers. Your eyes flutter open. Emma is standing at your bedside, gently nudging your shoulder. "I'm hungry, I don't want to go to the dining hall alone..." You sit up and stretch your arms, feeling much better than before but not quite awake yet. "What happened to not leavi-" You're cut off by a long, loud growl from Emma's stomach. She blushes a little and puts a hand on it. "I'm //really// hungry $name. I still don't want to go out there but I think I used up all my fuel getting out of Zoey, my stomach won't shut up." You nearly suggest that her stomach is looking to participate in the massacre, but catch yourself, not thinking Emma would appreciate it after recent events. "Yeah I can hear that," you say, getting up from your bed. "Let's go then, we'll just be careful." [[Go to dinner->September 2nd- Dinner]]<<elseif $day2LunchEmma and $emmaInjured>><<if !$aliceAfterEscapism>>You head down the hall toward the stairs, accompanied by a few of your classmates also on their way to their dorms. It doesn't take long to arrive at the door to your room. When you open it, however, you find that it doesn't feel quite as comfortable as it did before. <<if $emmaRel < 3>>The silence of the room without Emma there weighs heavy on your mind, since you know she isn't coming back<<else>>Faced with a silent room and an empty bed, the thought you'd been avoiding finally sinks in. Emma isn't coming back. Guilt creeps back into your head as you think back on the incident after lunch<</if>>. <</if>>Hoping to take your mind off of <<if $aliceAfterEscapism>>things<<else>>it<</if>>, you take a seat on your bed and pull out your laptop to let the internet do its thing. You flick between a few social media hubs at first, making a quick post on The Portal about surviving the first day of classes. Then you pop over to YouTube, and sure enough a few hours slip away from you without even realizing it. You fell down a rabbit hole of cooking videos somewhere along the way, and eventually it occurs to you that it's because you're hungry.<<if $fullness > 0>> Which is unusual, because you definitely haven't finished digesting Olivia, but the grumbles coming from your stomach are definitely those of hunger. Maybe it's the stress.<</if>> The halls should have quieted down by now, so you figure it's probably safe enough to grab a quick bite to eat at the dining hall. [[Go to dinner->September 2nd- Dinner]]<<else>><<if $eatenByLeila>>"Yeah, I'm with you there. I think I've had enough of the massacre," you reply. "Tell me about it!" Emma says, putting down her bag and falling back onto her bed. "Tomorrow better be less stressful..." "At least we both survived," you say. "Yeah... Oh, damn it! Tomorrow's not gonna be less stressful at all!" Emma groans, covering her face with her hands.<<else>><<if $aliceAfterEscapism>>"Yeah I'm with you there, just relaxing in the safety of our dorm sounds great right now," you tell Emma, taking a seat on your bed. "Right? I just hope tomorrow will be less stressful... Oh wait, damn it! It definitely won't be..." Emma groans, covering her face with her hands.<<else>>"Yeah I'm with you there, the safety of our dorm sounds great right now," you reply. "Just what I wanted to hear!" Emma says with a smile. <<if $minaSaved > 0>>"We can all head back together, where's your dorm Mina?" "My room is the first one after the stairs on the ground floor," Mina answers.<<set $minaDorm to true>><<else>>"Let's go!"<</if>> <<if $minaSaved > 0>>The three of you<<else>>You<</if>> head down the hall back toward your dorm, talking about the events of class beyond Alice getting swallowed. <<if $minaSaved > 0>>When you reach the bottom of the stairs, Mina almost disappears without a trace, but Emma catches her heading into her room and gets a proper goodbye.<</if>> It doesn't take long to arrive back at your dorm. Emma eagerly throws open the lock and the two of you step inside, back to comfortable safety. "Well, there's one day of classes done," Emma says, plopping down on her bed. "May the next one be less stressful!" "It could have been worse, neither of us are in a stomach right now," you say, lounging back on your own bed.<<if $analAteOlivia>> "And I even managed to get a proper meal in myself!" you laugh, patting your <<if $fullness > 2>>overextended <<elseif $fullness > 0>>still bloated <</if>>belly. "I don't know if I'd call what happened with you 'proper'," Emma laughs in turn. "Yeah you got me there, but I'd still call it a positive." "Ugh, no, tomorrow's not gonna be less stressful at all though," Emma groans, covering her face with her hands.<<else>> "Ohhh, but tomorrow we will be," Emma groans, covering her face with her hands.<</if>><</if>><</if>> "What, why?" you ask. "Slate said we're having 'lab time' tomorrow<<if $eatenByLeila>>.<<else>>, remember?<</if>> She's gonna make us eat each other to practice escaping..." Emma replies, melting into her bed. "Oh <<if $eatenByLeila>>really? That sounds interesting to me. You're not excited?<<else>>right. You're not excited about that? I'm at least curious how it's all going to work,<</if>>" you say. "Of course not! I don't want to be just gobbled up by a stranger!" she cries, shooting into an upright position. "I guess I knew going into this that we'd need to do stuff like that, it wasn't all gonna be book learning, but now that I know for sure it's coming up my nerves are going crazy...<<if $aliceRel < 0>> Like, what if I end up with Alice? Will she even let me back out?<</if>>" <<link "Dive deeper into this conversation">><<replace "#choices">>"<<if $aliceRel < 0>>Don't worry, I'm sure she'd have no choice. Plus, maybe you'll be the one eating her!" you reassure her. "I don't really want that either! Having //her// in my body would be gross...<<if $eatenByBetty>> If she's coming back out, anyways,<</if>>" Emma replies.<<else>>Don't worry, <<if $introA > 0>>Professor Juniper said in my class this morning that they give everyone some kind of super strong antacids when they do lab. <<if !$eatenByLeila>>That's probably what Slate took in class. <</if>>So it's not like you have to worry about anyone digesting you, they're smarter than that<<else>>there's no way they'd let anyone get digested in class. I'm sure it'll be totally safe<</if>>," you reassure her. "Plus, from the sounds of it we'll get to //eat// someone too so they get to practice!" "Ugh, that's not really much better!" Emma protests.<</if>> "Huh? <<if $aliceRel < 0>>I know I'll be savoring the moment if I get partnered with her. Why would it be gross<<else>>What do you mean<</if>>?" you ask. "Wouldn't you feel weird having <<if $aliceRel < 0>>someone so awful be so... close to you<<else>>some stranger just... playing around inside you<</if>>?" Emma says. "Like, it's different if it's someone who deserves it that you're digesting, but someone going in and coming back out? That's like, intimate, you know? <<if $totalPrey > 0>>I guess you might not understand, I know you have a bigger appetite than I do, but it's how I see it<<else>>I'm gonna be so uncomfortable doing that with just a random girl<</if>>."<<set $emmaInfo3 to 2>> "I hadn't really thought of it that way," you admit. "I can see why you'd be anxious. Uh, don't take this the wrong way, but I'm really curious: If that's how you see things,<<if $emmaInfo1 > 0>> and you're horrified by vomit,<</if>> then what are you doing at a //vore// academy?" Emma smiles vacantly and seems to zone out for a moment, tilting her head up to the ceiling. The pause feels uncomfortable--you're not used to her missing a beat in a conversation. <<if $emmaRel > 2>>"It's... actually kind of a long story. I don't really wanna get into it right now, but promise I'll tell you the full thing some time, alright?"<<set $emmaInfo7 to 1>> "Oh, uh, of course!" you reply. "Sorry, I didn't mean to bring up anything bad." "Oh it's not like that, no worries! Just, complicated, you know?" she says. "I'll just have to suck it up tomorrow, I gotta get used to it sooner or later. But, now, it's time we finally relax for once today!"<<else>>"Well, like I've said, I think some people really deserve to get eaten, and I want to be ready to deal with them," she finally answers, giving a slight shrug. You can't help but feel like that wasn't an honest answer. "That makes sense," you reply, not interested in pushing her. "I guess I'll just have to suck it up, I'm sure I'll get used to it pretty quick," Emma says. She shifts back on the bed and reclines against her pillows. "How about we finally relax for once today?"<</if>> Moving past the subject, the two of you kick back and turn on the television. After a bit of debate, Emma convinces you to watch some home renovation show that happened to be on. You were adamant it would be boring, but two episodes in you're completely hooked, much to Emma's amusement. After a couple hours of chatting and watching together, a very audible stomach growl cuts through the air from the other side of the room. "Woah! Uh, I guess I'm ready for dinner," Emma says, looking a little embarrassed. "You want to head back over to the dining hall?" "Are you sure your stomach isn't asking for something a little more than dining hall food?" you tease. "Only if we run into Betty on the way over," Emma laughs. "I'd really rather just stay here, but I pretty much just brought booze for the room and boy am I hungry. I need a meal. You coming or not?" she asks, walking to the door. "Yeah, let's do it."<<if $emmaRel < 3>> <<Emma 1>><</if>> [[Go to dinner->September 2nd- Dinner]]<</replace>><</link>> <<link "Change the subject to take her mind off of it">><<replace "#choices">>"I'm sure everything will be fine, it's not like they'd let us digest each other when we're supposed to be practicing," you assure her. "You wanna watch tv or something?" "Sure," Emma answers, shifting into a more comfortable position on her bed. Moving past the subject, the two of you kick back and turn on the television. After a bit of debate, Emma convinces you to watch some home renovation show that happened to be on. You were adamant it would be boring, but two episodes in you're completely hooked, much to Emma's amusement. After a couple hours of chatting and watching together, a very audible stomach growl cuts through the air from the other side of the room. "Woah! Uh, I guess I'm ready for dinner," Emma says, looking a little embarrassed. "You want to head back over to the dining hall?" "Are you sure your stomach isn't asking for something a little more than dining hall food?" you tease. "Only if we run into Betty on the way over," Emma laughs. "I'd really rather just stay here, but I pretty much just brought booze for the room and boy am I hungry. I need a meal. You coming or not?" she asks, walking to the door. "Yeah, let's do it."<<if $emmaRel < 2>> <<Emma 1>><</if>> [[Go to dinner->September 2nd- Dinner]]<</replace>><</link>><</if>>

<<if $time < 16>><<set $time to 16>><<include "TIME">><</if>><<if $eatenByZoeyMulti>>Getting eaten by Zoey hasn't knocked you down, it's emboldened you. Knowing you escaped from her has you feeling confident that you don't need to hide in your dorm, and spending time in a stomach has yours growling for a meal of its own. <<if $emmaInfo3 > 0>>However, after what just happened and knowing how she feels about random acts of vore, you're pretty confident Emma won't be happy with that idea<<else>>You don't feel like Emma will be on board with that idea at the moment, however<</if>>. "I think I'm gonna go... wander the campus a little," you say, searching for a reasonable excuse. "Maybe find some of the people I met yesterday and catch up." "You're crazy! Zoey might even be out there trying to get us back right now, not to mention, you know, the //massacre// that's still happening," Emma protests, her eyebrows raised high. "Oh I'm sure it's died down a bit by now, and we've already gotten out of her once," you say, walking over to the door. "I'll be fine." "Well, be careful, I guess," Emma says, looking very worried. <<elseif $eatenByLeila or ($aliceAfterEscapism and !$emmaInjured)>>"<<if $aliceAfterEscapism>>You know what<<else>>Actually<</if>>, I think I want to end the day on a high note," you tell Emma. "I'm gonna go snoop around the campus a bit, see if I can't find something to fill my stomach." "Oh, I see..." she replies. Her eyebrows lower a little and her mouth flattens. "Don't you think we freshman have enough to worry about without preying on each other though?" "Who said it would be a freshman?" you say. "I mean, it probably will be, but anyone who's still out and vulnerable this late in the day has it coming, really." "Wouldn't that include you?" "Uh..." You pause for a second in the middle of walking to the door. "I'll be fine," you say with a shrug. "Alright," Emma sighs, looking equal parts concerned and annoyed, "see you later. I hope." <<elseif $emmaInjured>>You decide that it's time to turn the day around. You've already been the victim of the massacre, now it's time to join the other side--you're going on the hunt. <<else>>"Now that classes are through, I think I'm gonna go snoop around campus a bit, see if I can't find something to fill my stomach," you say. "Oh, really?" Emma replies, her shoulders sagging a bit. "Don't you think it's dangerous to just be wandering the halls?<<if $day2LunchEmma>> Did you forget about what happened after lunch already?<</if>>" "Don't worry, I'll be fine," you assure her.<<if ($emmaRel < 3) and ($emmaInfo3 is 0)>> "And hopefully, someone else will be less fine," you joke. Emma doesn't seem amused.<</if>> "I'll see you<<if $minaSaved > 0>> guys<</if>> later." "Hopefully..." Emma mutters, starting to head down the hall.<<if $minaSaved > 0>> "Good luck $name!" Mina says before following her.<</if>> <</if>><<if $eatenByZoeyMulti or $eatenByLeila or $aliceAfterEscapism>>You step out into the hallway, relocking the door behind you<<if !$emmaInjured>> for Emma's sake<</if>>. <</if>>You start to head down the hall, thinking about where you want to go to begin your hunt. With a few classes seemingly still in session, prowling the halls of Karbo might be a good way to find someone on your level. On the other hand, a lot of people will probably be heading over to the dining hall for dinner pretty soon, so maybe you'd have more luck out in the courtyard. [[Prowl the classroom halls->On the Hunt- Karbo Downstairs]] [[Prowl the main hall->On the Hunt- Karbo Main]] [[Prowl the courtyard->On the Hunt- Courtyard]]

<<set $day2Hunt to "karbo class">>You decide that sticking to the halls would be best and head down toward the block of halls where most of the classrooms are. You quickly peek into each room you pass, trying to find one with a class in session that's clearly freshman. If you aren't lucky enough to find someone in the halls already, your plan is to wait and watch a door that looks promising. <<if !$eatenByZoeyMulti and !$eatenByLeila>>Finding the upstairs surprisingly barren, you head to the nearest stairwell. As soon as you step onto the first floor, you hear a door slam and turn your attention to your right.<<else>>At first you aren't having much luck, not finding anyone else in the hallway and only seeing one classroom occupied--not by freshman from the looks of it. Then, as you're approaching the corner<<if $eatenByBetty>> where you were jumped in the morning,<</if>> you hear a door slam and carefully peek around to find the source.<</if>> A few doors down you see her--a pale girl with wild orange hair, all alone in the hall. She's wearing a red and white tank top that barely extends past her chest and low riding red shorts, leaving more of her exposed than not. Your mouth waters--she's practically asking for it. She turns away from you and starts to walk down the hall, not seeming to notice you watching. You start to follow, not wanting to miss your opportunity, but hesitate for just a moment. You're definitely getting freshman vibes from her, a telling uncertain look in her eyes when she stepped out, but she also looks like she's pretty in shape. There isn't much time to think. <<link "Make your move">> <<set $pacifist to false>> <<set _checkType to "oral">> <<set _baseline to 10>> <<set _modifier to 3>> <<include "voreCheck">> <<if _swallow>> <<goto "On the Hunt- Eat Alex">> <<else>> <<goto "On the Hunt- Tables Turn">> <</if>> <</link>> <<link "Wait for someone else">><<replace "#choice">>Although it seemed like it might be your lucky break, you decide to pass her up. If she looked tough enough to give you pause, you feel it's probably best to try and find an easier target. But, not missing a beat, you realize she still could be useful. She came out of the bathroom, and if she's over on this end of Karbo that means she's probably in class. You tail her, and sure enough she goes into one of the rooms at the opposite end of the hall. You peek in the door a little while after she goes in, finding what definitely looks to be a freshman class with Professor Juniper teaching. Not wanting to get caught you pull away and stand a bit down the hall, keeping an eye on the door while trying not to act suspicious. It takes a long time for it to open again. You start to get bored, pacing up and down the hall waiting for any opportunity. After about an hour you even start to double check all the other rooms in the two halls you can see your target from. All empty--evidently there aren't many classes this late in the day. Eventually the room opens again... and everyone pours out. You're hopeful for a moment, but all of the students stay in a pretty close pack, half of them, including your initial target, are even paired up chatting with friends. There's no way you'd be able to get away with grabbing someone. You slowly walk behind the group, acting like you just happened to be in the hall. When you pass by the room you glance inside, but there's not a single straggler. Still determined to not waste your time, you break off from behind the group when you come to the stairwell to try upstairs again. You immediately turn around when you reach the top, however, as the first thing you see is a group of three older looking girls not far down the hall, two of them doting on the third's massive belly. Your stomach growls on the way back down the stairs, getting impatient. With a sigh, you decide to give up your hunt and settle for normal food. [[Head to dinner->September 2nd- Dinner]]<</replace>><</link>>

<<set $time to 16.75>><<include "TIME">><<set $ateAlex to true>><<set $preyName to "Alex">><<set $preyHealthMax to 26>><<set $preyResilience to 3>><<set $preyFrustration to 0>><<set $preyExhaustion to 0>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "Eat Alex_PredActions">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "Eat Alex_Struggle">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "Eat Alex(TEXT)">><<set $sceneNextLink to "On the Hunt- Alex Failure">><<set $preySize to 5>><<set $fullness += $preySize>>\ You continue your pursuit, creeping up behind her as quickly as you can. The odds you'll get an opportunity this perfect again are slim--you can't afford to pass it up just because she doesn't look like a complete pushover. If you take her by surprise you're confident you can get her down, and once she's down, your stomach can handle the rest. And that may be the only option you have anyway, because you need to act fast. She came out of the bathroom, which means she's probably headed back to one of the nearby classrooms. You close the gap between you as quietly as you can, practically holding your breath to avoid detection. Trailing a couple feet behind, you prepare to grab her, aiming to cover her mouth with one hand and lock down her arms with the other. She's yet to suspect a thing--or so you thought. The moment you rush forward, the girl turns and decks you square in the face. You falter to the side, reflexively bringing your hands to your throbbing nose. "//Rrrgh//, you ASSHOLE! Did you think I couldn't hear you?" the girl growls, her eyes strained with rage. She grabs your shoulders and pushes you to the wall while you're still reeling from her punch. "I've HAD it with today, can't you jerks just leave us alone?" Her freckled face slowly contorts with shock and disgust, her grip on your shoulders tightening. "You shitbag... you're from our fucking class, aren't you!?" she shouts, spraying your face with a few drops of spit. Having recovered from the shock of her initial blow, you push hard on her stomach to shove her off of you. She stumbles back, coming just shy of losing her balance before recovering. Her fists clench. "Yeah, and you're about to be dinner," you say, wiping a hand past your nose and finding a very small amount of blood. You need to make this quick--her yelling is definitely going to attract unwanted attention. "Try me bitch," she growls. "That nosebleed's gonna be the least of your worries in my gut!" She lunges forward to regain her grip on you, but you dodge to the side. You quickly step behind her and ram her into the wall. One of her elbows strikes back at you, jabbing rather painfully into your side, but when she tries to repeat the motion you hook your arm through hers to keep it still. You grab her other arm and hold it tight, pressing your body against hers to keep her pinned. You waste no time wrapping your lips around the back of her head--the amount of force she's managing to push back with despite the positioning makes you worry about how long you'll keep the upper hand. @@color:yellowgreen;You overpowered your prey.@@ "GET OFF ME! I'LL FUCKI--//MMRG//!" Her rant is muffled as the rest of her head enters your mouth and starts its journey down your throat. You swallow hard and hug her midsection tight, locking her arms at her sides as you feed her body into yours. You feel your throat bulging out as her head, then her shoulders, press into the tight grip of your esophagus. She's thrashing hard all the way down, an odd discomfort spreading through your chest as her efforts shift the already intense pressure in your throat. A few swallows later, your stomach is starting to balloon out with the mass of her head and chest. The writhing bulge lets out all manner of grunts and obscenities as it steadily grows larger. As your lips slide down near her waist, you start to lift her legs up overhead, only for her to immediately take the opportunity to kick off of the wall as hard as she can, knocking you back onto the floor. The force pops her butt into your mouth, and you simply continue swallowing her down from your new position laying on the ground, holding her legs to keep them still. You regret having to do things so quickly--she's delicious, especially with so much of her flesh exposed. Her skin has a salty taste to it, but not overwhelmingly so, like a perfectly seasoned fry, and her fit physique is a welcome change from most meals you've experienced. Tender and firm, rather than soft and squishy. After a few more gulps, her legs disappear into you and you seal your mouth around her feet. Before you've even felt her finish her journey, you struggle up onto your feet. Her wild thrashing forces you to brace against the wall almost immediately to keep your balance. You feel gas race up your throat as her feet finally join the rest of the girl and clear the way. You stifle the burp as much as you can, keeping your mouth closed and breathing out the heavy air when it's through, not wanting to risk drawing unwanted attention. Wanting to ensure you have some privacy, you waddle over to a classroom door a few feet behind where the fight had taken place. Your stomach is begging for you to sit still, weighing heavy and writhing incessantly with your prey's attempts to throw you off balance. Luckily, the door is unlocked and you move into the empty room. Just as the door clicks shut behind you, you hear a shout from further down the hall: "Alex, was that you? I thought I heard shouting," the voice calls. It sounds like Professor Juniper. You breathe a sigh of relief--out of sight just in time. You move a bit deeper into the room and away from the door, to ensure you won't be easily spotted by someone peeking into the room. Then, you finally drop down onto one of the seats and let out a very audible sigh. It's followed very shortly by a belch that you comfortably let free into the air. "Aaahh, finally," you say, running your hands gently along your bulging belly. "You and I can //*uuuurp*// have some time to relax..." "FUCK YOU! I'm gonna make you cry from in here, and when your insides have finally had enough I'll show you what a //real// stomach can do!" Alex screeches from inside of you.<<set $sceneAttack to 0>><<set $sceneDefense to 0>><<done>><<include $sceneActionsLink>><<replace "#actionReminder">><<PredActionReminder>><</replace>><</done>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "predOptions">></div>

<<set $time to 17.25>><<include "TIME">><<set $ateAlex to false>><<set $lostAlex to true>>Your confidence immediately drains away as a sharp pain cuts through your gut, Alex managing to strike the walls with so much force that you fall forward onto the ground. You clutch your belly, leaning on top of it while your prey thrashes wildly within. That blow turned the tide in her favor, a plethora of aches and pains suddenly flashing through your abdomen. You feel your stomach clench and know that it's over. Alex slides back into your throat, painfully forced up by your upset stomach, eager to relieve itself of the source of its suffering. Her head sprouts out of yours, followed quickly by her shoulders. "I TOLD YOU YOU COULDN'T HANDLE ME, BITCH!" Alex cheers as the rest of her is pushed out of your body and out onto the classroom floor. <<if $preyHealth is 1>>She's breathing heavily, panting between each word, and lying in a pool of digestive juices that followed her up. You watch her slowly push herself up into a sitting position while you sputter on the ground yourself. She's completely naked, and her once wild hair is drenched and hanging flat. "Damn it..." you mutter, leaning back against the chair clutching your stomach. The pain is still sharp, but quickly starting to subside. "You got lucky..." Alex rises to her feet, her legs shaking a bit for a second. She seems to notice her lack of clothes for the first time, but looks more annoyed than embarrassed. "FUCK... YOU..." she grunts She storms out of the room, leaving you alone with an aching stomach. You sigh and sit back, taking a few deep breaths to help your body normalize. After a few minutes your stomach grumbles. "You //had// food and you blew it!" you grumble back, feeling dumb for saying it out loud a moment later. You stand back up, deciding to just head over to the dining hall for food. <<include "playerPredFail">>[[Go get dinner->September 2nd- Dinner]]<<else>>She gets to her feet pretty quickly, pure rage on her face. Her once wild hair is draped down over her head from being soaked with digestive fluids, amplifying the aggressive look she's giving you. Tiny holes and frayed edges decorate her clothes. While you sputter on the ground, clutching your stomach, she steps closer and stands over you. "Now it's time to do this right," she says, a toothy grin spreading across her face. <<link "Uh oh">> <<set _checkType to "prey">> <<set _baseline to 10>> <<set _modifier to $preyHealthThreshold>> <<include "voreCheck">> <<if _swallow>> <<include "playerPredFail">> <<goto "On the Hunt- Tables Turn">> <<else>> <<set $stamina -= 6>> <<replace "#main">>\ Adrenaline rushes through your veins as you realize she intends to turn the tables on you. You roll to the side and quickly try to scramble to your feet, the stinging sensation in your stomach fading from your thoughts. Alex had started to pounce on you, but caught herself against the table when you evaded. She grabs for you as soon as you manage to stand up, getting a grip on your hair and pulling you back. Luckily, your stomach did take a toll on her and she's acting sluggish compared to your earlier struggle. You lash out behind you with one arm, smacking her right in the face. It's enough to make her lose her hold on you, and you immediately take the opportunity to bolt. "FUCKER!" Alex shouts behind you. @@color:yellowgreen;You managed to escape.@@ <<include "playerPredFail">>[[Escape->September 2nd- Dinner]] <</replace>> <</if>> <</link>><</if>>

<<if $time < 17>><<set $time to 16.75>><<include "TIME">><</if>><<set $eatenByAlex to true>><<set $predName to "Alex">><<set $predSS to 35>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "Tables Turn_PreyStruggle">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "Tables Turn(TEXT)">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "Tables Turn_Actions">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Alex- Escape">><<if $lostAlex>>You're too weak to muster any real resistance as Alex drops down on top of you. Her body, slick with your own stomach acids, presses against your back and pins you to the ground. You squirm uselessly beneath her as she grips your legs and pulls off your shoes. "Don't..." you grunt, barely able to get the words out with one of her legs holding your head to the floor. She answers by shoving your feet into her mouth and swallowing. Her anger is apparent as she gulps you down, moving with a furious speed and grabbing at your body to feed it into herself. You fruitlessly try to put up any kind of resistance as you slide out from under her and up into her waiting maw. Your feet push into her stomach as your upper body hangs from her lips, quickly on its way down the tight passage of her throat to join them. In record time, the tables have turned and you find yourself curling uncomfortably into the embrace of the girl's slimy gut. @@color:orange;You have been overpowered.@@ "//*UUUUUURP*// Hah... hah... there. Right where you belong, bitch..." Alex grunts, out of breath. The chamber shifts around you as she leans back, then you feel her smack her belly hard. "The fucking NERVE to try and eat me..."<<set $sceneAttack to -1>><<set $sceneDefense to -2>><<else>>You continue your pursuit, creeping up behind her as quickly as you can. The odds you'll get an opportunity this perfect again are slim--you can't afford to pass it up just because she doesn't look like a complete pushover. If you take her by surprise you're confident you can get her down, and once she's down, your stomach can handle the rest. And that may be the only option you have anyway, because you need to act fast. She came out of the bathroom, which means she's probably headed back to one of the nearby classrooms. You close the gap between you as quietly as you can, practically holding your breath to avoid detection. Trailing a couple feet behind, you prepare to grab her, aiming to cover her mouth with one hand and lock down her arms with the other. She's yet to suspect a thing--or so you thought. The moment you rush forward, the girl turns and decks you square in the face. You falter to the side, reflexively bringing your hands to your throbbing nose. "//Rrrgh//, you ASSHOLE! Did you think I couldn't hear you?" the girl growls, her eyes strained with rage. She grabs your shoulders and pushes you to the wall while you're still reeling from her punch. "I've HAD it with today, can't you jerks just leave us alone?" Her freckled face slowly contorts with shock and disgust, her grip on your shoulders tightening. "You shitbag... you're from our fucking class, aren't you!?" she shouts, spraying your face with a few drops of spit. Having recovered from the shock of her initial blow, you push hard on her stomach to shove her off of you. She stumbles back, coming just shy of losing her balance before recovering. Her fists clench. "Yeah, and you're about to be dinner," you say, wiping a hand past your nose and finding a very small amount of blood. You need to make this quick--her yelling is definitely going to attract unwanted attention. "Try me bitch," she growls. "That nosebleed's gonna be the least of your worries in my gut!" She lunges forward again and you try to dodge to the side. You aren't quite fast enough and she gets a grip on your arm, pinning it behind your back and forcing you against the wall. She's too strong to push off, and when you try to hit her with your free arm she grabs it and holds it hard to your side. Then you feel her lips slide over the back of your head, and everything goes dark. @@color:orange;Your strength fails you.@@ She swallows, pulling your head down from her mouth and into her throat. You try to squirm away, but it's no use--you've turned from predator to prey. The slick passage of her throat pulls you deeper and deeper in, dragging your body out of the cool hallway air into the sweltering depths of her body. Your head squeezes into her stomach, followed quickly by your shoulders and chest. You flail your legs wildly as they hang out of her mouth, but they're quickly slurped up and sent to join the rest of your body curling into her expanding belly. With one hard, final swallow, she seals your fate and slumps back against the wall. "Whew..." she pants. "This is what you get b-//*UUUUURRRRP*//!" Her taunt is interrupted by a rush of air up her throat that echoes through the halls. "Aw fuck, Juniper probably heard that... don't think she'd believe that //you're// the asshole here." "You just got lucky!" you shout. You can feel her walking, the walls shifting and bouncing around you as she moves. "When I'm back out I swear-" You're interrupted by a hard smack against your head, followed by a burp. "Who said you're coming out? Ha! You were fucking pathetic, can't believe you had the nerve to think //*urp*// you could eat me," she gloats. "Like some random bitch //in the same grade// could get the drop on Alex Young!"<<set $sceneAttack to 0>><<set $sceneDefense to 0>><</if>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "preyOptions">></div>

<<set $time += 0.5>><<include "TIME">>You refuse to let it end this way--she's supposed to be //your// prey.<<if $lostAlex>> She //was// your prey!<</if>> You strike out against the churning walls with all the strength you can muster. She leans forward a bit and clutches you through her belly in response to your renewed efforts, then squeezes her muscles tight. The walls crush down around you, putting a stop to your movement. "<<if $lostAlex>>You had your chance, bitch<<else>>It's your fault you're //*urp*// in there, asshole<</if>>," she grunts. "Stay down." You refuse to listen, and as soon as she relents you resume your struggle. She takes a deep breath after the exertion at the same time that you thrust an arm upward and it transforms into a fit of coughing. The walls pulse around you from the agitation, and you put all your strength into a solid kick forward to try and overpower her. Her stomach lets out a deep groan and squeezes down on you, pushing your head up into her esophagus. Success. Alex's coughing is quickly replaced by gagging as your head forces its way back into her mouth, then out into the open air. For a moment, you get worried as she grapples your arms when they squeeze past her lips, but she quickly seems to give up on the idea of forcing you back down and clutches her own shrinking belly instead. Soon enough the rest of you is squeezed out of the humid depths of her body and out onto the tile floor. <<if $turn < 3>>You stagger up to your feet, a bit winded and coated in stomach acids, but otherwise fine. <<elseif $turn < 8>>You struggle up onto your feet, your limbs trembling a little from the effort it took to get out. Your clothes are covered in holes and frayed patches, and everything is slick with digestive fluids. <<else>>You struggle up onto all fours, breathing heavily. You're completely naked, your clothes melted away by her stomach's efforts, and sitting in a puddle of vomit. There's something else somewhat solid resting under you in the pool, which you realize is the remains of your bra. Miraculously, your room key still with it, resting in one of the cups. You grab it and force yourself up onto your feet. <</if>><<if $lostAlex>>"Doesn't feel great, does it?" you say, looking down at Alex. She's on the ground, alternating between coughing and taking deep breaths. "No," she hisses through gritted teeth. "Guess we're //*cough*// even now, shitbag..." "Yeah, I guess so," you reply, almost laughing at the situation. "Next time, I'm finishing this," you promise her as you turn and <<if $turn > 7>>stumble<<else>>walk<</if>> toward the door. After all that, you have no confidence you could keep her down, or even get her down in the first place, if you tried again, even though she's vulnerable.<<else>>"This is why //I// was supposed to eat //you//," you grumble, looking down at Alex. She's on the ground, alternating between coughing and taking deep breaths. "Do it then," she growls, already starting to use the desk behind her to get back on her feet. <<if $turn > 3>>You're in no condition for another struggle<<else>>You don't want to risk her still being able to put up a fight<</if>>, so you decide to cut your losses and step back. "Next time," you promise, walking away toward the door.<</if>> <<include "playerPreyEscape">>[[Go get cleaned up->Tables Turn- Recovery]]

<<set $day2Hunt to "courtyard">>You decide catching someone on their way to dinner is probably your best bet, so you start to head out of the building. <<if !$eatenByZoeyMulti and !$eatenByLeila>>The one by the dorm hall seems like the safest stairwell to take, so you turn around and use it to return to the first floor<<if !$emmaInjured>>, awkwardly ending up following close enough behind to watch Emma return to your dorm<</if>>. <</if>>You walk through the main hall and toward the Karbo lobby. There are two other girls in the hall coming the other way, one with a mildly distended belly that looks very far along in the digestive process. You catch her glancing your way when you pass, but neither give you trouble. There's also a small group in the lobby, all upperclassmen by the looks of it. You quickly pass through and exit the building. The courtyard is bathed in soft afternoon light, the sky not yet darkening but still distinctly dimmer than it was in the morning. It's pretty barren at the moment, the only other people in sight being a girl that almost immediately disappears into the Aesir Complex, and someone lounging on one of the benches near the fountain nursing a bloated gut.<<if $eatenByLeila>> No sign of your former predator, she must have returned to her dorm sometime after your escape.<</if>> <<if $metSam>>Something about the girl on the bench seems familiar, so you risk passing pretty close by to get a better look.<<if ($samRel is 0) and ($samPromiseBroken is false)>> It still takes you a minute to place her, but you eventually remember her as one of the girls from the morning yesterday,<<if $ateAnita>> the one you didn't eat,<</if>> Sam. You catch her giving you an odd look as well, like a slight scowl. Neither of you say anything and you continue on your way to one of the benches along the path to Lampton.<<done>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</done>><<else>> She recognizes you first. <<if $samPromiseBroken>>"Oh good, you're still around," the girl says dryly, glaring at you. It's Sam from yesterday. "Uh, good to see you too? What's wrong?" you say. "Fuck off, you know what. We had a deal," she growls, digging her fingers in deeper with the hand that's massaging her gut. "I don't... oh. I promised I'd help find a replacement if we were in the same tour group, and we weren't," you justify. "And I never saw you at the cookout." "Don't use //technicalities// on me, we had the perfect opportunity. And you saw me calling you over, we made eye contact!" she says, scowling. "I'm sorry, I didn't want to miss the tour," you say. "Whatever. Go away," she pouts. You don't see a point in pushing her any further, so you leave her alone with her meal. Walking away from her, you head over to one of the benches on the path toward Lampton.<<done>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</done>><<elseif $samRel > 0>>"Hey," she says, looking your way with a subtle smile. It's Sam.<<if $samRel > 2>> "Nice to see you're not tit fat." "Nope, I'm hoping to pad mine out soon though," you reply. "Sorry, not on the menu," Sam laughs. "I might have an opening in a few hours if you want to help //me// out though," she adds, grinning and smacking the top of her gut. "I'll pass. How have you been?" you ask.<<else>> "I thought that <<if !$ateAnita>>belly looked familiar<<else>>was you<</if>>! How have you been?" you ask.<</if>> "Pretty great, I gotta //*urp*// say," she replies, one hand idly massaging her belly while the other is draped over the back of the bench. "Already leaving my mark on the sophomore class, and in a few minutes I'm off to hangout with my sis."<<if $samInfo1 < 1>><<set $samInfo1 to 1>><</if>> "Damn, that's a sophomore in there?" you say<<if $samRel > 1>>, poking her gut curiously. The skin is taut and very warm, a slight //*slosh*// coming from within at the disturbance.<</if>> "Yup. What was your name again?" she asks her gut, gently prodding at the most distinct bulge. The form within shifts a little, but there's no audible response. "Eh, it doesn't matter. I think she's too far along for that." <<if $analAteOlivia>>"Sweet, I thought maybe I'd be the only one eating above our grade" you say, a smug look on your face. "//Pfft//, sure, you're not that good," Sam laughs. "No no, it's true. Olivia if I remember right, missed my first class getting her in," you insist. "Oh I'm sure," Sam says, still incredulous. "You do look fatter than yesterday, I'll give you that." "Whatever, believe it or not," you say with a shrug. <<if $samInfo3 is 0>>"Anyways, what's your roommate like? Friend or food?"<<else>>"Anyways, how's the room with Hannah out of the way?"<</if>><<else>>"That's awesome! Pulled a real reversal on this whole 'Monday Massacre' thing," you say, grinning. "Yeah, I'm pretty much the best," she laughs, then burps. <<if $samInfo3 is 0>>"Anyways, what's your roommate like?" you ask. "Friend or food?"<<else>>"Anyways, how's the room with Hannah out of the way?"<</if>><</if>> <<if $samInfo3 is 0>><<if $tourSam>>Sam gets a wild grin on her face and laughs. "Oh //for sure// food. You remember Hannah from our little adventure yesterday?" "Yeah<<if $eatenByHannah>>," you grumble. "How could I forget?"<<else>>?" you say.<</if>> "Then you already met my roommate!" she laughs. "No way!" you say, your mouth hanging slightly open in disbelief. "I know! I fucking ate her before I even knew! Or I assume it was her at least, had a Hannah marked down on my sheet and she never showed," she says. She shakes her belly a little, looking like she's waiting for something. "It's alright though, she got first dibs on the bathroom." "Oh gross Sam," you say with a quick laugh. She sticks her tongue out at you.<<set $samInfo3 to 2>><<else>>"<<if $aliceAteHannah>>Neither, someone must have eaten her yesterday. Haven't seen her once since check in," Sam replies.<<else>>She's alright, definitely not a threat to me but I'm not sure if I'm going to go for her or not yet," Sam replies. "Well actually it probably doesn't matter, I haven't seen her since she left for class this morning. //Pretty// sure someone grabbed her."<</if>><<set $samInfo3 to 1>> "Oh, that sucks," you say. "Whatever," she shrugs. She shakes her belly a little, looking like she's waiting for something. "Just means I get the room all to myself." "Always a bright side I guess," you say.<</if>><<else>>"It's nice, I don't really know what to do with all the extra space," Sam replies. She shakes her belly a little, looking like she's waiting for something. "I've just been putting my clothes on Hannah's bed instead of in the dresser, more convenient." "I'm sure she appreciates it," you say. "Hey, at least she got first dibs on the bathroom," she says, grinning. "Oh gross Sam," you say with a quick laugh.<</if>> "I'd love to catch up more, but I gotta get going," Sam says, getting up onto her feet. Sloshing echoes out from her jiggling belly as she adjusts to the weight, resting one of her hands underneath it. "I promised Maeve I'd meet up with her after my classes, don't want to keep her waiting too long." <<if $samInfo1 is 2>><<if $metMaeve>>"O-Oh, alright... uh, if she asks you'd tell her you knew me, right?" you say, your heart rate spiking. "What?" Sam says, but her confusion quickly melts to something almost sympathetic. "Oh, you ran into her today, didn't you?" "Yeah... I said I knew you like you said and she left me alone, but she seemed mad." "Sorry, I promise she's really cool, but //today//, without me, was probably the worst possible time to meet her..." she explains. "Uh, I'll see you later!"<<else>><<set $counter to 1>><</if>><<else>><<if $metMaeve>>Your heart skips a beat. "Did you say... Maeve?" "Yeah, Maeve. My sister. Why?" Sam asks. "<<if $samInfo1 is 1>>//She's//<<else>>Maeve is<</if>> your sister!?"<<set $samInfo1 to 2>> "Oooh you met her today, didn't you?" Sam says, pursing her lips. "Uh, look I promise she's actually really cool but-" <<if $maeveDisrespect > 0>>"She almost ate me, then stole my room key and made me trade her my panties to get it back! Just 'cause I wouldn't bow to her!" you protest. "And then she //ate// my panties! Like, what the fuck?" "Should'a bowed I guess," Sam says, very amused by the end of your explanation. "Sorry, I mean... meeting her //today// of all days, without me, was probably the worst introduction you could have."<<else>>"She made me bow to her to get through the halls, then almost suffocated me against her gut anyway!" you protest. "Yeah I'm sorry it's just... meeting her //today// of all days, without me, was probably the worst introduction you could have had," she explains.<</if>> "It definitely wasn't a good impression," you say. "I'll make sure she knows you know me, and at some point I'll introduce you properly, okay? I've gotta get going though," Sam says.<<else>>"Who?" you ask. "Oh, Maeve's my sister, she's a senior here," Sam explains.<<set $samInfo1 to 2>> "<<if $sunnyInfo1 is 1>>Oh shit wait, is she //the// Maeve? One of the juniors was telling me about her this morning," you ask. "Haha yeah, that's definitely her," Sam says with a grin. "Being related to her has got to come with some perks."<<else>>A senior huh? That's gotta come with some perks," you say.<</if>> "I'll put in a good word for you," Sam laughs. "See ya!"<</if>><</if>> <<if $savedMandy>>[[Offer to help her really impress her sister->Courtyard: Help Sam(Mandy)]]<<else>>[[Offer to help her really impress her sister->Courtyard: Help Sam(Fail)]]<</if>> <<link "Let her go">><<replace "#choice">><<if $counter > 0>>"Oh, alright. I'm sure we'll see each other again tomorrow. Have fun with your sister!" you say with a smile. "Thanks, see ya!" Sam says. <</if>>You walk with her for a short distance as she heads for Lampton, taking a seat at one of the benches along that path.<</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</link>>\ <<set $samPrey.push({name: "An unknown sophomore", status: "?", details: "someone she caught during the Monday Massacre"})>> \<<else>>"Damn, you're still running around huh?" the girl says, glaring at you. You recognize her--it's Sam from the morning yesterday. "I was sure someone would have grabbed you early on." "Thanks, it's good to see you too," you say, keeping your distance.<<if $eatenBySam>> "I see you found someone more your speed this time," you taunt, gesturing to her barely moving gut. "Oh fuck off, I know you miss being in here," she spits. "I'll finish what I started with you as soon as I have room." "Sure, sure," you say.<<else>> "Come back a little later and I can fit you in if you want," she says, running her hands along her belly. You roll your eyes and turn away from her.<</if>> Walking away from her, you head over to one of the benches along the path to Lampton.\ <<set $samPrey.push({name: "An unknown student", status: "?", details: "someone she caught in the Monday Massacre"})>> \<<done>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</done>><</if>><</if>><<else>>Keeping your distance from the well fed girl, you head over to a bench along the path to Lampton and take a seat.<<done>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</done>><</if>> From there, you survey the courtyard, keeping a constant watch of the area in wait of an opportunity. You're confident that, at some point, someone will pass through alone and you can make your move. <<if $metSam is false>>Not long after you take your seat, the girl you'd seen near the fountain gets up and waddles past toward Lampton, perhaps annoyed that she wasn't alone anymore.<<elseif $samRel < 1>>Not long after you take your seat, Sam gets up and waddles past toward Lampton, <<if $samRel is 0>>perhaps annoyed that she wasn't alone anymore. You catch a quick, side-eyed glance in your direction as she goes.<<else>>pausing and pushing out a heavy belch when she's in front of you. She looks at you and darts her tongue along her lips before continuing on her way.<</if>><</if>> Time passes and a few different groups have come through, some leaving the dining hall, others on their way there. Always groups of three or four, nothing you're bold enough to try and tackle. You change positions a few times, trying to avoid putting yourself at risk. You start to grow bored, over an hour passing without any suitable prey in sight. At one point you thought you finally had your break: a nervous looking girl walking all alone, right past the bench you were camped out on. Not too far behind her, however, was a trio of girls with the confidence of upperclassmen, one of them sporting a prey-heavy belly, and you didn't dare risk making a move and making yourself vulnerable to them. You hold out hope, but as the sky starts to darken to night you've still had no luck. Your stomach whines, demanding something to fill it. At first you want to keep at it, knowing a big meal would be all the more satisfying on such an empty stomach, but you spot two girls coming across the way from the sports complex and fear your luck being out in the open without any trouble may have come to an end. Both of them are eyeing you and clearly headed right in your direction. Luckily there's still quite some distance between you, so you feel it's an appropriate time to turn in the towel and go get a normal meal. [[Retreat to the dining hall->September 2nd- Dinner]]

You barge out of the room and into the hall. At almost the same time, a door further down the hall opens as well and a few students start to trickle out. Alex's class must be over. <<if $outfitState is "gone">>Not wanting to expose yourself to a large chunk of your classmates<<else>>Cursing your luck<</if>>, you sprint in the opposite direction toward the stairs. Luckily, the downstairs of the building seems pretty barren, so you're <<if $outfitState is "gone">>free from prying eyes<<else>>unbothered<</if>> on the way back to your dorm. You quickly unlock the door<<if !$emmaInjured>><<if $outfitState is "gone">><<if $emmaRelation2 is 1>>, but, remembering your encounter last night, you just open it slightly and stick your head through first. "Uh, I'm naked," you say, spotting Emma on her bed. She immediately covers her eyes and turns away. "Thanks for the warning!" she says. "Things didn't go well then?" "Nope!" you reply, grabbing your towel to cover yourself. You hastily grab some clothes from your dresser. "Bit off more than I could chew and almost didn't make it out." "I'm glad you're okay!" she replies. You rush into the bathroom to get clean.<<else>> and rush inside. A very surprised Emma is staring back at you. She blinks and seems to come to her senses, her face flaring up as she covers her eyes and looks at the ground. "$name! I'm sorry I didn't--What happened?" "Things didn't go so great out there," you reply, covering yourself as you hastily dig through your dresser for some clothes. "Almost didn't make it back, but I'm fine." "I-I'm glad you're okay!" she says, flustered. You grab your towel and rush into the bathroom to get clean.<<set $emmaRelation2 to 1>><</if>><<else>> and step inside. "Oh, $name!" Emma says as you walk in. "Good timing, I was just about to see if Mallory wanted to-" She looks over at you and lets out something like a gasp as the words catch in her throat. "G-Gross!" she says, shrinking away from you as far as she can. "I mean, are you okay?" "Yeah, just ran into a little trouble out there," you reply, quickly throwing together a replacement outfit from your dresser. You grab your towel and head into the bathroom to get clean.<</if>><<else>> and step into the empty room. You quickly throw together a replacement outfit, then grab your towel and head for the shower.<</if>> You get the water running in the shower and <<if $outfitState is "drenched">>start to strip down out of your ruined clothes. Not seeing a point in trying to salvage them after being saturated in vomit, you toss them into the trash. Once you're naked, you step beneath the warm stream of water.<<elseif $outfitState is "damaged">>peel off the damaged remains of your clothes. Your shirt and shorts are definitely done for, but you might be able to salvage the underwear if you wanted. Once you're naked, you step beneath the warm stream of water.<<else>>jump in, eager to get the disgusting slime off of your skin.<</if>> You let yourself relax, feeling the digestive fluids melt away from you and slide down into the drain. You take extra care to thoroughly rinse your hair, not wanting to take any chance that you missed a spot.<<set $outfit to "normal">><<set $outfitState to "normal">> When you're clean and comfortable, you shut the water off and dry yourself. Then you step out and slip on the clothes you'd picked out, before finally exiting back into the main room.<<if !$emmaInjured>> "Looking much better!" Emma says.<<if $eatenByZoeyMulti>> "I can't believe you got swallowed again so quickly, I knew you shouldn't have gone back out there!" "Yeah, you were probably right," you say, hanging up your towel and sitting on your bed. Your stomach growls. "I'd love to just sleep away the rest of today, but... I'm starving" Emma says. "You think you're feeling up to getting dinner?" "Yeah, I could use some food," you reply.<<else>> "Feeling better," you reply, hanging up your towel and sitting on your bed. Your stomach growls. "You too, huh?" Emma says, noticing the sound. "I was actually just about to ask someone to get dinner with me when you came back, I'm //starving// all of a sudden. Are you up for it?" "Definitely, let's go," you reply.<</if>><<else>> You hang your towel back up and take a seat on your bed, only for your stomach to immediately growl. Even if your original meal didn't go as planned, it's still demanding //something//.<</if>> [[Head to dinner->September 2nd- Dinner]]

<<set $time to 16.5>><<include "TIME">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "Matilda Evening(TEXT)">><<set $stamina += 15>><<if $stamina > $staminaMax>><<set $stamina to $staminaMax>><</if>>It feels like you've been inside Matilda for an eternity. The thought of the classes you've missed, the way the day was supposed to go, drowned out by the neverending sounds of the digestive tract you're trapped in. You know you've slipped even deeper in by now, but at this point you have no concept of where you even are in her body. Just that you're surrounded by nothing but her disgusting guts. Kim stopped moving a long time ago, her protests and struggles replaced by sloshing and burbling. You're just grateful nothing from her stomach has come your way yet. You wonder how Emma's doing<<if $emmaRel > 2>>, and if she's worried about you<<else>> on her own<</if>>. <<if $walkEmma>>You just vanished after walking her to class, you can't imagine what she must be thinking<<elseif $emmaRel > 1>>You pray that she hasn't had to face anything even close to this<<else>>You may not have a roommate to return to even if you do make it out of this<</if>>. You know you can't let it end like this, but at this point it really seems like the only way you're getting out is if she decides to let you out. Outside, Matilda and Maeve seem to have returned to their suite. After berating who you assume are the girls they mentioned earlier, Donna and Brit, for messing up some part of the room, Maeve leaves for the first time since you ended up in here. Matilda is laying back on something, gently massaging you and whatever's left of Kim through her gut. You're still feeling weak, but you've recharged a bit and you're desperate to finally be free. <div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "matildaSpecialSetup">></div>

<<set $time to 17.25>><<include "TIME">><<if $turn is 0>>It feels like you've been inside Matilda for an eternity. The thought of the classes you've missed, the way the day was supposed to go, drowned out by the neverending sounds of the digestive tract you're trapped in. You know you've slipped even deeper in by now, but at this point you have no concept of where you even are in her body. Just that you're surrounded by nothing but her disgusting guts. Kim stopped moving a long time ago, her protests and struggles replaced by sloshing and burbling. You're just grateful nothing from her stomach has come your way yet. You wonder how Emma's doing<<if $emmaRel > 2>>, and if she's worried about you<<else>> on her own<</if>>. <<if $walkEmma>>You just vanished after walking her to class, you can't imagine what she must be thinking<<elseif $emmaRel > 1>>You pray that she hasn't had to face anything even close to this<<else>>You may not have a roommate to return to even if you do make it out of this<</if>>. You know you can't let it end like this, but at this point it really seems like your only hope is that she was telling the truth about letting you out. Outside, Matilda and Maeve seem to have returned to their suite. After berating who you assume are the girls they mentioned earlier, Donna and Brit, for messing up some part of the room, Maeve leaves for the first time since you ended up in here. Matilda is laying back on something, gently massaging you and whatever's left of Kim through her gut. But then, she rises back onto her feet. "Alright freshie, you've squirmed nice and good for me, so I think I have a promise to keep," she says, her voice strained like she's stretching.<<elseif $turn is 1>>With a roar of defiance, you throw everything you can at the walls surrounding you. You push and squirm and kick, energized by your frustration and disgust at your situation. Your fight shakes her whole gut, eliciting all kinds of sloshing and other strange sounds from her stomach. Desperate as you are to finally be free, you have to stop and give your muscles a break. The shifting walls slide you a bit deeper. "Fuck yeah, that's what I'm talking about!" Matilda moans. "You know what freshie? You've done a real good job today," she says as you feel her rise to her feet.<<else>>You focus and take a deep breath, then give it one more shot. You push yourself past your limits, thrashing wildly against the tight walls. You keep going until you can't, and your energy is completely spent. Towards the end, you hear Matilda let out a little gasp. "Hah... You know what, that'll do it," she says, slapping her gut and rising to her feet.<</if>> "You ready to face the world again?" "Yes! Please, just let me go!" you shout. Your heart starts to race--it's almost over. "Aw don't be so eager, here I was thinking you liked me," she laughs as she walks somewhere. You hear a door click shut behind you. The intestinal walls suddenly crush down around you, squeezing your body so tight that you're completely immobilized. Slowly, you feel yourself start to slide forward, your feet retracing the path you took inch by inch. The process is agonizingly slow. "God, you really worked your way in deep, huh?" Matilda grunts, clearly straining. You haven't even made it back to the large intestine when she pauses, releasing the pressure and finally letting you breathe again. She seems to change tactics when she starts again, as you find yourself instead surging forward in short bursts of intense pressure followed by a break. You feel your legs push back through the tight sphincter separating her intestines, then the rest of you. It's a little painful as your body is forced into strange positions, but luckily the closer you get to the exit the more effective Matilda's efforts seem to get. Soon enough, you feel your toes squeeze out of the slick tube of flesh and back into the outside world. Matilda takes a deep breath. With a heavy push, the rest of you is forced out of her colon and out into the cool air. She stops and waits when only your head remains inside her, wiggling her butt a little to taunt you. Then, finally, light graces your eyes again and you collapse onto the tile floor of her bathroom. Unfortunately, the first sight to greet your eyes is Matilda bent over in front of you, half naked and spreading her asscheeks wide. "Welcome back," she laughs, standing up straight again. "Almost as nice going out as you were coming in." You barely move at first. You were so cramped for so long that every inch of your body is stiff and sore. A thin layer of some sort of fluid coats your body, and your clothes are completely disheveled and fraying in a few places. You slowly struggle up onto your feet, leaning against the wall for support. "Let's do this again sometime," she says with a wicked grin. She takes a seat on the toilet. "And make sure you close the door behind you, some of your roommate wasn't far behind." You gag a little before throwing open the door. You step out into an unfamiliar hallway and slam the door shut. Luckily, it's a dead end to your left so the way out is clear. You rush around the corner, through the common area of their suite, and out the door. <<set $predAnalProficiency to 3>><<set $turn to 5>><<include "analEscapeEnd">>[[Return to your dorm->Matilda- Recovery]]

<<set $time to 17.25>><<include "TIME">>"You know what? You can forget getting out of there," Matilda says. "You've had all fucking day to make me feel good, but I've barely even noticed you. It's embarrassing. Enjoy this next part.~" "Wait no, what are you doing?" you say. "I'll struggle, I'll do whatever-" You're cut off as the walls squeeze in tight... and start to drag you in deeper. The walls hungrily shift and squeeze, pulling you slowly but surely toward your demise. You try to resist, pushing your arms out in a useless attempt to slow the process. "I'm doing what I probably should have done from the start," Matilda grunts. The gurgles and sloshing filling your ears intensify as you're forced further and further along her intestines. One more surge forward pushes you into a small puddle of hot, thick liquid. You squirm harder, more and more of the fluid surrounding you as you draw near your final destination. "Please, st-" You're cut off as your head is forced through a tight ring of muscle and into a dense, boiling soup on the other side. The rest of your body follows suit, squeezed out of her intestines and into her already flooded stomach. You push out with your arms and legs, holding your breath. To your horror, you can't find any surface to the liquid surrounding you. There is no air in here, just you and the disgusting slurry of stomach acid and what used to be Kim. "Aaah, there we go. Right where you belong," Matilda sighs. "And just as the other one was on her way out!" There's nothing you can do as the strength quickly drains from your body and the lack of oxygen causes you to pass out. You took a long road to get here, but this is how it ends. <<include "Life Lost">>

<<set $time to 19>><<include "TIME">><<set $leahHangout to true>><<if (($day2Hunt is "none") or $eatenByAlex) and !$day2Workout>>"Leah invited me over to hang out tonight, so I'm gonna head up to her dorm. I'll see you later!" you tell Emma as she's unlocking the door. "Oh, have fun!" she says with a smile. "And stay safe!" You wave goodbye and start to head down the hall toward the stairs.<<else>><<if $ateAlex>>Even if you have to lug your gut around, y<<else>>Y<</if>>ou're excited to see Leah again, there's no way you'd bail on her.<<if $ateAlex>> You just hope she won't mind the extra company.<</if>> You turn away from your door and head down the hall toward the stairs<</if>> Taking the stairs up to the second floor<<if $ateAlex>>, once again holding your belly to keep it from shaking quite so wildly,<</if>> you make your way back to room K224. After a brief moment of uncertainty that this is the right room, you knock on the door. There's no response, but you're pretty sure you can hear the sound of a tv, so you knock again, harder. The sound stops and you hear someone scurrying to the door. The door gently creaks open, Leah carefully peering out from behind it, looking confused. Her face immediately lights up when she sees it's you and the door swings open the rest of the way. She's no longer wearing her hoodie, instead sporting a large white t-shirt with the image of a girl from an anime across the front, stylized to only be colored in pastel pink and blue. At a glance it looks like she's not wearing any pants, but you can just barely see the lip of black shorts peeking out under the bottom of her shirt. Starting not far below them are a pair of long, green, striped socks. You catch yourself staring for a moment and quickly make sure you're looking her in the eyes instead. This is the first time you've seen her without such a baggy top, and <<if $sunnyRel > 0>>you suddenly understand what Sunny was talking about earlier; <</if>>even in a loose shirt, it's become evident that Leah is much more well-endowed than you'd realized. "$name, you actually came!" she says with a tone like a sigh of relief.<<if $ateAlex>> Then her eyebrows raise and her cheeks flush ever so slightly. "O-Oh you had a big dinner, huh?" She suddenly looks very uncomfortable. "Yeah, I picked someone off like right before coming here, I think I still felt a tiny bit of movement coming up the stairs," you reply, resting a hand on top your belly. "That's not gonna be a problem, is it?" you ask nervously. Your stomach lets out an odd gurgle. Leah purses her lips for a moment and stares down directly at your bloated gut, snapping out of it after a couple seconds. "No, no, of course not! Uh, come in," she says, hurrying into the room. You follow her, closing the door behind you. Your belly sloshes a little with every step.<<else>> "Of course I did!" you say with a smile. "I hope I'm not late." "No no, you're right on time," she says, smiling back. "Uh, come in!" You follow her into the room, closing the door behind you.<</if>> The basic layout is, of course, the same as yours: a bed on either side of the room with a tv on a table at the end of one and a closet on the other. The left side is quite obviously Leah's, with the bedding in disarray and an array of posters decorating the wall, while the right bed is set neatly and the wall is barren save a small whiteboard with a calendar on it. More obviously, the tv is facing directly toward the left bed, with two different consoles hooked up to it. It looks bigger and nicer than the one in your room, and it occurs to you for the first time that your tv may be something Emma brought rather than a feature of the room. On the screen are two characters, one halfway through swallowing the other, with a pause screen partially obscuring them. Leah sits at the end of the bed and picks up a controller that had been resting there. "Let me just finish this match real quick, I don't think she has enough health to get back out so it shouldn't take long," she says, unpausing the game. You sit next to her and watch<<if $ateAlex>>, the bed creaking a little under your weight<</if>>. The scene resumes, with the short, green skinned character that you assume is Leah finishing swallowing the other. Her opponent's health starts to drain and after a few seconds her character's belly begins to thrash and writhe. "Yeah she's done. So, uh, have you heard of this? It's called //Guts and Glory//," Leah says. On screen, her character's belly stops moving and she lets out a loud belch alongside a stylized "//GUTTED//" appearing on screen. Then it zooms in and proclaims that player one won, though her character looks rather bored with the whole affair. "Nope, I'm immediately interested though," you reply. "Ok! It is pretty new. So I don't know if you know //this//, but, over the years people online have been getting more and more frustrated that games like Mortal Kombat never include vore in any way, not even in fatalities for the female characters," she explains. "Uh, so recently this indie dev decided to take matters into their own hands and make a fighting game with it as a core mechanic. I'm really liking it so far, they really made it their own unique thing in more ways than just the eating and I'm //hooked//!" "Sweet, can't wait to play!" you say<<if $ateAlex>>, trying to get settled on the bed. As it is, you keep needing to readjust yourself as your gut hangs just off the edge, slowly dragging you forwards<</if>>. "Me either, I haven't had another player to face yet!" she says, getting up and plugging in a second controller.<<if $ateAlex>> She pauses before handing it to you, noticing your situation. "Um, are you comfortable like that?" "Oh I'm fine, just a little tough with this weight hanging off the edge," you say, needing to slide back again in the middle of answering. "H-Here I know, sit sideways and lean against the wall," she says, a flustered look on her face. She rests a pillow against the wall and you take her advice, sitting along the width of the bed with your upper back against the pillow, almost laying down. It's significantly more comfortable, with your bulging belly fully supported. "Well this is nice, but what are you gonna do?" you ask. A moment later a belch escapes your lips as Leah lightly drops down on top of you, her chest leaning against the top of your belly and her arms draped down the other side with controller in hand. You blush a little and cover your mouth. "There, it's like a beanbag chair!" she laughs, a look of pride on her face. Then it shifts to stress and her face gets red. "Um I... I mean if this is cool with you, sorry-" "No, I think this is perfect!" you say. The pressure of her against your gut was unpleasant at first, but after adjusting it's actually kind of nice.<<else>> She hands it to you with an eager look on her face, then sits back down next to you.<</if>> "<<if $ateAlex>>O-<</if>>Okay, so the basics are pretty much the same as any other fighting game," she explains<<if $ateAlex>>, looking like she feels a little awkward about her new position<</if>>. "Mobility's a much bigger factor though since being in close range at all is so dangerous, you'll see. Um, it'll be easier to show you the ropes from in a match, so let's pick characters. I'm a Shelby main, at least so far, but she's kind of a weird gimmicky character so I wouldn't recommend her to start with. I'll be Maja for now to make it a bit more fair, 'cause I don't really get how to play as her yet. Let's see... Anemone's a pretty solid all-rounder, um, Renael's also a straightforward one..." She's much more comfortable and confident now than the last few times you've talked, and it's nice to see her so excited. You pick the first character she suggested, some kind of fox girl wielding a fan. When the match starts up, she runs through the controls for you and kindly leaves you alone while you get a feel for things. She gives the round to you while explaining how the vore attacks work and how they can completely reverse the fight if used right, including finishing off your opponent in your gut resulting in an instant victory for the entire match on any round but the first. On the following rounds, even with a few pauses to re-explain things and supposedly using a character she doesn't understand well, Leah mops the floor with you. Nonetheless, you become very invested right away, and after a few more matches you're starting to get the hang of it. Even with Leah very obviously messing around and testing out new or silly strategies rather than giving it her all, yet still winning, you're really having fun with it. After an hour or so you start to be able to put up a decent fight, and that's when the trash talk starts and you both really get into it. It's a blast, and you're excited to see Leah acting so confident and outgoing. "Hold on, quick break," Leah says, <<if $ateAlex>>dismounting your belly and sliding off the bed<<else>>putting her controller down and getting on her feet<</if>>. "Oh, running away just as I'm getting good?" you tease. You'd just finished the first match where you won a round without her throwing it in any way. "Ha! Like I couldn't beat you one handed," she laughs. "I'm getting snacks!" She grabs two bags of flavored chips out of the closet and tosses them onto the bed. "<<if $ateAlex>>I'm guessing you're not really hungry, but d<<else>>D<</if>>o you want some soda? I got a lot in my fridge." "Yeah, I'll take something to drink," you reply. After making your choice from her selection, she hands you a can<<if $ateAlex>> and returns to her position, laying forward a bit more this time so she can reach to put her soda on the table<<else>> and sits back down next to you with her own drink in hand<</if>>. There's only a brief break before you get right back to it. Not long after you restart, however, you hear the sound of someone unlocking the door. Leah pauses the game and you both turn your heads back to find Mallory entering the room. "<<if $ateAlex>>Oh I'm sorry, am I interrupting something?" she says with a little grin. She seems amused at the sight in front of her--Leah bent over your belly, butt in the air and face just barely peeking out at her from behind the bulge. "We're just-" Leah starts to blurt out. "No need to explain darling, just carry on! I'm just going to do a bit of reading before bed, ignore me," Mallory says, taking a seat on her bed. She stays true to her word and flips through a book without a word while the two of you resume your battle, though you catch her glancing your way with a curious look in her eye a few times.<<else>>Well hello! I wasn't expecting to have company still," she says, walking toward the bed. "<<if (($day2Hunt is not "none") and ($eatenByAlex is false)) or $day2Workout>>Emma will be delighted to find out you're still alright, $name, she was worried<<if $emmaRel > 3>> sick<</if>> at dinner. <</if>>What are you two up to?" "Oh hey Mal. We're playing Guts and Glory, it's a vore fighting game," Leah explains, taking the opportunity to grab a handful of chips. "I do hope you're planning on cleaning this up dear," Mallory says, something like a pout on her face as she eyes the chips on the bed and the small collection of empty soda cans. "Yeah, yeah, of course," Leah replies. "When we're done." "Thank you," she says, tossing the empty cans away on her own anyway. Then she takes a seat on Leah's bed behind the two of you. "So how's this game work?" "Oh, um, it's pretty standard fighter stuff--you beat each other up, best two out of three wins. Um, except this one also lets you swallow your opponent," Leah explains. In an instant she's reverted back to being nervous. You notice that Mallory is practically leaning against her back she's sitting so close, and Leah's cheeks are bright red. "Interesting," Mallory says. "Who's who?" "We're actually both playing Anemone right now, I'm the black one and, uh, $name's the blue one." You start up the next match with Mallory as your audience. She keeps chiming in with questions or bits of commentary, clearly trying to show interest but not quite getting it. Leah looks like she's sweating and isn't doing nearly as well as she had been. "Why is she allowed to hit you so many times in a row? That hardly seems fair," Mallory asks. "It's called a combo, if she'd messed up I could have eaten her, but she's doing good so the risk paid off," Leah explains. "Flattery won't save your ass!" you tease. With her off her game it ends up being very close, but Leah takes the match with a digestion finisher. Leah gives you a very smug look, then jumps a little as Mallory pats her on the back. "Good job Leah, I was worried there for a second!" she laughs. "Sorry for interrupting, I'll leave you two to it. I'll be going to bed soon so just try to keep it down please, alright?" She moves over to her own bed and pulls out a book to read. Leah seems to breathe a sigh of relief.<</if>> Free from further interruptions, your endless battle against Leah continues. After a few more matches it finally happens--you pull out a win in the tiebreaker round, netting your first full victory of the night. You get a little too smug about it, however, and in the next match Leah switches back to the character she was using when you first walked in and absolutely demolishes you. Evidently, she had still been holding back up till now. You lose track of time as you both get lost in the competition, your only real reminder that it's getting late being when you have to turn down the volume and start whispering because Mallory went to sleep. <<if $ateAlex>>Leah has had to readjust herself over the course of the night, your gut shrinking beneath her from time and a few bathroom breaks.<</if>>Eventually your eyes start to feel strained and you think to check the time between matches: It's nearly two AM. Considering you have class at nine thirty tomorrow, you decide it's time to call it a night. Though you did manage to eke out one more win, you can't even recall how many Leah had so she's the clear victor of the night. "Thanks for inviting me over, this was a blast!" you whisper to Leah as you help her deal with the aftermath of your snacking. "Thanks for coming! I haven't had this much fun in a while," she replies with a smile.<<if $ateAlex>> "And your belly was actually really comfy," she adds in an even quieter voice. "I'll make sure to stuff your cushion again next time then," you tease. Her eyes widen a bit and she looks away for a few seconds. "Um, so, have a good night!" she says quickly.<<else>> "We should play again sometimes soon, if you're not tired of getting thrashed." "Oh you just had a headstart, you're going //down// next time," you reply. "I look forward to it," she says with a smirk. "Have a good night!"<</if>> <<Leah 1>> [[Turn in for the night->September 2nd- End of Day]]

<<set $time to 17.5>><<include "TIME">>You stumble up the stairs to your left and then down the hall. There aren't many people around, but you pass a few girls on their way back from the dining hall that scrunch up their faces and keep their distance when you cross paths. You make your way around the bend, across the bridge, and back down the stairs to finally arrive at the door to your dorm. Breathing a sigh of relief when you find you still have your key on you, you carefully unlock the door and step inside. Emma isn't inside, but you don't really pay it any thought right now as you make a beeline for the bathroom, grabbing your towel along the way. You start running the water in the shower and tear off your clothes. They smell absolutely disgusting, to the point that you aren't sure any amount of washing is going to fix it. <<if $outfit is "uniform">>Figuring you can just get a new uniform later<<set $wardrobeUniform to false>><<else>>Not nearly invested in this outfit enough to try<</if>>, you toss it in the garbage and step into the stream of water. You take your time in the shower, letting the warm water soothe your aching muscles and wash away the stain of Matilda's guts. The whole bathroom smells like lavender by the time you finish soaping up, using probably a third of the bottle to scrub yourself clean. The water has grown cold by the time you finally decide to get out and dry off. With a towel wrapped tight around you, you return to the main room and find Emma staring back at you from her bed. "Oh my god $name!<<if $emmaRel > 1>> I'm so glad you're okay! <<if $emmaRel > 2>>I was afraid...<</if>><</if>> What on Earth happened to you!?" she says, racing through her words. "I haven't seen you since this morning, you weren't at class..." "Seniors..." you mumble, giving a vacant stare as you grab your pajamas out of the dresser. "Oh god, what did they do to you?" she yelps. "Uh, go head and get changed first, sorry..." You return to the bathroom and quickly throw on your clothes, then step back into the room and sit on your bed. "Emma, it was awful, disgusting... I'm glad you made it through the day alright."<<set $outfit to "pjs">><<set $outfitState to "normal">> "Do you want to talk about it or should I drop it?" <<if $emmaRel > 2>>"It was on the way to my first class, I ran into this huge redhead..." you start to explain. "I was already worried, but I wasn't ready for... she shoved me up her ass, right there in the middle of the hall..." "What!?" Emma gasps. "That's horrible!" "That's where I spent the rest of the day, just slowly sliding through her guts... <<if $maeveSisterRelation is 2>>Luckily there was another girl with her, Maeve, that seemed like she was in charge. I'd met her sister yesterday, and she was eventually able to get me out...<<else>>I guess I did a good job 'making her feel good', so she eventually let me back out...<</if>>" "I'm so sorry! I can't even imagine having to go through that. What an introduction to the school..." Emma says, a worried expression on her face. "Hey, at least I'm alive," you say a bit dryly.<<else>>"I... don't really wanna talk about it. I'm alive, at least, and that's all that really matters," you say.<</if>> Your stomach lets out a loud groan and you clutch it with one hand. You haven't eaten anything since breakfast. "I just got back from the dining hall, but we can--" Emma starts to say. "No, I'm hungry but I don't have much of an appetite. I'd rather just get this day over with," you reply. "Are you sure?" "Yeah, I'll just have a big breakfast," you say. Your stomach grumbles again in disagreement, but you've already made up your mind. [[Call it a night->September 2nd- End of Day]]

<<set $time to 16.75>><<include "TIME">><<set $maeveSisterRelation to 2>><<set $predAnalProficiency to 3>><<set $turn to 5>>It feels like you've been inside Matilda for an eternity. The thought of the classes you've missed, the way the day was supposed to go, drowned out by the neverending sounds of the digestive tract you're trapped in. You know you've slipped even deeper in by now, but at this point you have no concept of where you even are in her body. Just that you're surrounded by nothing but her disgusting guts. Kim stopped moving a long time ago, her protests and struggles replaced by sloshing and burbling. You're just grateful nothing from her stomach has come your way yet. You wonder how Emma's doing<<if $emmaRel > 2>>, and if she's worried about you<<else>> on her own<</if>>. <<if $walkEmma>>You just vanished after walking her to class, you can't imagine what she must be thinking<<elseif $emmaRel > 1>>You pray that she hasn't had to face anything even close to this<<else>>You may not have a roommate to return to even if you do make it out of this<</if>>. You know you can't let it end like this... but at this point, your fate rests in Sam's hands. Luckily, it seems like this is almost over, one way or another. Maeve and Matilda have returned to their suite, and supposedly Sam is on her way. There was a terrible moment where Matilda seemed to contemplate having some "personal time" in her room, but otherwise the past hour or so has been uneventful. You hear a faint knocking sound. "Looks like our time's up, freshie," Matilda says, getting to her feet. "Hey, I heard some chump was looking for me?" a familiar voice asks from somewhere ahead of you. "Sammy! Good to see you're living up to the McKenn legacy," Maeve says, her tone less sharp than it's been the rest of the day. "Well, I'd hate to make you look bad. Scooped up one of the sophomores before coming down," Sam laughs. "This is gonna be so great living on campus together! How the hell have you been? Looks like you had some fun today. Tils, is that one still alive?" "Hey, we talked about 'Tils' brat!" Matilda snaps. "Aw c'mon, it's-" "Sam, don't call her Tils," Maeve cuts in. "Yeah, okay," Sam replies, the sass completely drained from her voice. "But Matilda's guest here is actually part of the reason I invited you. Do you know a '$name'?" Maeve asks. "Maybe? You know how I am with names, but I hung out with this girl yesterday that definitely started with <<print $name[0]>>- at least. Why?" Sam replies. "...oh." "SAM! GET ME OUT OF HERE!" you shout, beginning to fight against the walls surrounding you again. "Oh boy yeah that's her in there," Sam says. You feel a poke somewhere around your shoulder. "Is she, uh..." "She's somewhere in Matilda's small intestine by now I'm sure," Maeve sighs. "She said you were friends, you want her back?" "Well, I mean 'friends' is a little presumptuous after one day," Sam snickers. "SAM NOW IS //NOT// THE TIME!" you cry. "Right, right, I'm kidding. Uh, yes, please let her out," she says. "Fiiine," Matilda sighs. Her body shifts a little around you. "In the //bathroom// you fuck!" Maeve growls, accompanied by a dull //*thump*// above you. You can hear Sam laughing. "Alright, alright!" Matilda laughs. You feel the bouncing of her footsteps, then the click of a door closing behind you, and breathe a sigh of relief. It's almost over. "Well, rides over pal. Hope you had as much fun as I did~" she sneers. "Gotta say, I'm a little sad you actually knew Sammy." "Just let me go!" you plead. "Yeah yeah," she grumbles. "Hope you're ready!" The intestinal walls suddenly crush down around you, squeezing your body so tight that you're completely immobilized. Slowly, you feel yourself start to slide forward, your feet retracing the path you took inch by inch. The process is agonizingly slow. "God, you really worked your way in deep, huh?" Matilda grunts, clearly straining. You haven't even made it back to the large intestine when she pauses, releasing the pressure and finally letting you breathe again. She seems to change tactics when she starts again, as you find yourself instead surging forward in short bursts of intense pressure followed by a break. You feel your legs push back through the tight sphincter separating her intestines, then the rest of you. It's a little painful as your body is forced into strange positions, but luckily the closer you get to the exit the more effective Matilda's efforts seem to get. Soon enough, you feel your toes squeeze out of the slick tube of flesh and back into the outside world. Matilda takes a deep breath. With a heavy push, the rest of you is forced out of her colon and out into the cool air. She stops and waits when only your head remains inside her, wiggling her butt a little to taunt you. Then, finally, light graces your eyes again and you collapse onto the tile floor of her bathroom. Unfortunately, the first sight to greet your eyes is Matilda bent over in front of you, half naked and spreading her asscheeks wide. "Welcome back," she laughs, standing up straight again. "Almost as nice going out as you were coming in." You barely move at first. You were so cramped for so long that every inch of your body is stiff and sore. A thin layer of some sort of fluid coats your body, and your clothes are completely disheveled and fraying in a few places. You slowly struggle up onto your feet, leaning against the wall for support. "Let's do this again sometime," she says with a wicked grin. She takes a seat on the toilet. "And make sure you close the door behind you, some of your roommate wasn't far behind." You gag a little before throwing open the door. Following the sound of Sam's voice, you head down a short hallway and step back into the main room. Sam is sitting on a couch, massaging a smooth, bloated belly, with her sister pacing around talking to her. "Wow, you look awful $name," Sam says with a grin. "I've been //up someone's ass// for half the fucking day. I //feel// awful, Sam!" you reply, coughing a little at the end. "Get out, door's right there," Maeve grunts, pointing to the exit. This is your first time actually seeing her, and the resemblance between the two is clear. Same hair color, very similar faces, even pretty much the same pattern of freckles. She's shorter than you'd been picturing her, with a gut nearly the same size as her ballooning out from her midriff. "Uh, I'll talk to you tomorrow," Sam says. "Yeah..." you mumble, heading straight for the door. You step into the hall and slam it behind you. You take a deep breath--finally free. But also in dire need of a shower. <<include "analEscapeEnd">>[[Return to your dorm->Matilda- Recovery]]

<<switch $stage>><> <><<case 1>>"I could ask you the same question," you say with a slight smirk as you reach the edge of the pool. You slide off your socks and shoes and join her with your feet in the water. It's a bit cold, but refreshing. "Fair enough," she shrugs. She seems to relax, not seeing you as any kind of threat. Her stomach is filling the room with all kinds of gurgling noises, and an occasional muffled sound that must be the girl inside trying to talk. "//*urp*// You scared me when you came in, thought it was the cleaning lady," she says as she massages her gut. "Nah, I didn't see any sign of anyone else on my way in," you reassure her.<> <><<case 2>>The shifting bulges of her stomach are almost mesmerizing, and it's quite obvious that you're staring. "She wasn't very bright, was she?" you ask, gesturing towards her gut. "Haha, I know right?" she laughs. "I mean, it was so //*urp*// fucking obvious what I was planning when I brought her all the way in here." Two large bulges suddenly press out from either side of her stomach, causing Sam to groan and double over a bit. "HEY, I TRUSTED YOU JERK! Who else is there!? HELP ME!" the other girl shouts from inside Sam, talking loud enough for you to hear for the first time. You lean in towards the pale orb of flesh to answer her.<> <><<case 3>>"Hah, as if. You're just food now honey, settle in," you taunt. Sam gets a big grin on her face at your response, but then winces as her prey starts to thrash around in frustration. "Looks like she's giving you a bit of trouble, want some help?" you offer. Sam smiles and pulls her left leg out of the pool, sliding it to the side across the tiles so that her belly is facing you. "Be my guest." You scoot a little bit closer and gently place your hands on her gut. The flesh is soft and warm, and you can easily make out the form of the girl inside. You start to slowly rub your hands rhythmically around it, applying a bit of extra pressure whenever you feel the girl inside acting up. Sam leans back in satisfaction, using her arms to support herself. She's blushing a little bit. "Mmm, that's nice. Thanks." "No problem, I hate unruly prey," you say, continuing your massage. "So, what's your story?" she asks "Like, why'd you decide to come to MVA." "Vore's pretty much the only thing I'm any good at," you joke, "I figured I might as well take it all the way." "Ha, I guess that's fair enough. I'm kinda following in my sister's footsteps, she's a senior here.<<set $samInfo1 to 1>> Plus, I //love// eating people, a stuffed, squirming gut is one of the best feelings in the world," she says, deliberately pushing out a burp to taunt the girl still struggling in her stomach. "I once got expelled from high school for eating one of the teachers."<<set $samInfo2 to 1>> "Holy shit, no way!" "Mm-hmm," she nods, "it was a great day. He totally had it coming too." The two of you keep chatting away for a while, talking about hobbies and past vore-related escapades. You keep massaging her squirming belly while you talk, feeling it slowly get softer until you can't really really make out any definite shape beneath the skin. "I'm pretty sure whoever that girl was is gone," you say, moving your hands back to your side. "Let me check" Sam says. She tenses all of her stomach muscles, shrinking and squeezing her massive gut. A gross, squelching //*crack*// sound comes from her stomach, followed by a massive belch. "//*OOORP*// Oooh yeah, she's done," she giggles. With whatever's left inside compacted, her stomach stays at a somewhat smaller size. <<Sam 1>> "Guess we should probably go check in now, we don't wanna be too late," she says. <<replace "#choices">>[["Yeah, let's get out of here"->Off Course- Leave With Sam]]<</replace>><> <><<case 4>>"Uh, sorry, but I don't think there's much I can really do for you now," you tell the girl, being semi-genuine. "You shouldn't have let yourself get eaten so easily." "I didn't think anyone would be this mean on the very first day! C'mon just, punch her in the gut or something!" The girl cries out in desperation. "Alright that's enough out of you," Sam cuts in, clenching her stomach muscles down on the girl as hard as she can for a few seconds. When she relieves the pressure you can see the girl continue to thrash around, but she doesn't talk again. "Glad I got to her so soon, with an attitude like that she would've been off the menu by the end of the day." "Yeah really, I heard you guys talking from outside and I already had her pegged as the one I was gonna eat if you hadn't beaten me to it," you say. Sam squints at you. "Oh so you were eavesdropping huh? Figured you were on the hunt," she says with a frown. "Alright fine you got me," you say, "but what's the big deal? You were basically doing the same thing, just with much stupider prey." "I guess..." The two of you continue chatting for a while, but it's all just awkward small talk, you don't feel like you've really gotten to know much about her. Eventually the bulges in her gut soften and fade away as the girl inside starts to digest in earnest. @@color:yellow;You get the feeling Sam is pretty indifferent towards you.@@ "//*urp*// Alright, feels like that idiot's past the point of no return now. We should probably go check in, we don't want to be //super// late," Sam says. <<replace "#choices">>[["Yeah, let's get out of here"->Off Course- Leave With Sam]]<</replace>><> <><<case 5>>Feeling a bit bad for the naive girl gurgling away in front of you, you gesture towards Sam's gut. "You know, you probably shouldn't have eaten her on the very first day," you say. "Oh please. What, are you gonna tattle on me?" Sam sneers. "She hadn't even checked in as an official student yet, I don't think it's against any rules. Besides, with how clueless this moron was she only would have lasted a few more hours tops if I hadn't gotten her," she says defensively. "HEY, I TRUSTED YOU JERK! Who else is there!? HELP ME!" the other girl shouts from inside Sam, talking loud enough for you to hear for the first time.<> <><<case 6>>"I'm just saying, it's not cool," you tell Sam, ignoring the protests of the poor girl in her gut. Unless you can somehow convince Sam to have a change of heart, there's not much you can do for her. Sam frowns. "Oh look at this shining beacon of morality over here at //Vore Academy//. Why don't you stick around a bit longer and I'll see if I can fit you in here too once she's a bit squishier?" she says. You consider threatening her back, but you definitely couldn't eat her with that gut she's sporting and there's no time to wait for it to shrink--you've still got to check in! But you've made things awkward now, so there's no point in sticking around at the pool. "Whatever, I guess I'll see you at orientation," you say as you get up and put your shoes back on, holding back an insult to avoid completely burning this bridge. <<Sam -1>> <<replace "#choices">>[[Head back to the main square->September 1st- Arrival]]<</replace>><> <><<case 7>>"Uh, sorry, but I don't think there's much I can really do for you now," you tell the girl, being semi-genuine. "You shouldn't have let yourself get eaten so easily." "I didn't think anyone would be this mean on the very first day! C'mon just, punch her in the gut or something!" The girl cries out in desperation. "Alright that's enough out of you," Sam cuts in, clenching her stomach muscles down on the girl as hard as she can for a few seconds. When she relieves the pressure you can see the girl continue to thrash around, but she doesn't talk again. "Glad I got to her so soon, with an attitude like that she would've been off the menu by the end of the day." "Yeah really, I heard you guys talking from outside and I already had her pegged as the one I was gonna eat if you hadn't beaten me to it," you say. Sam squints at you. "Oh so you were eavesdropping huh? Figured you were on the hunt," she says with a frown. "Alright fine you got me," you say, "but what's the big deal? You were basically doing the same thing, just with much stupider prey." "I guess..." The two of you continue chatting for a while, but it's all just awkward small talk, you don't feel like you've really gotten to know much about her. Eventually the bulges in her gut soften and fade away as the girl inside starts to digest in earnest. @@color:yellow;You get the feeling Sam is pretty indifferent towards you.@@ "//*urp*// Alright, feels like that idiot's past the point of no return now. We should probably go check in, we don't want to be //super// late," Sam says. <<replace "#choices">>[["Yeah, let's get out of here"->Off Course- Leave With Sam]]<</replace>><</switch>>

Unable to pass up the opportunity, you lunge at Anita, the closer and weaker looking of the two. Grabbing her from behind, you shove her head into your mouth as she screams in surprise. Unfortunately, you haven't even made it past her nose when she pushes herself forward with her legs, throwing both of you into the pool and making you lose your hold on her. @@color:orange;Your strength fails you.@@ "<<print $name.toUpperCase()>> WHAT THE HECK! I didn't even do anything, but you'd try to eat me!? I even have a friend //right next to me//, how did you think that would work!?" Anita cries angrily as she lifts herself out of the water and back onto the edge of the pool. You stay standing in the pool, wary that she'll try to return the favor, when the dark haired girl chimes in. "Yeah really $name, that was kinda pathetic. You gotta do it more like this." "Wha-" Anita gets cut off as the dark haired girl pulls her back away from the pool and shoves her head into her mouth. She starts to squirm and kick, but the girl has her arms held firm and continues to gulp her down bit by bit. With the two of them occupied, you decide it's safe to get out of the water, hoisting yourself onto the side wall. Confident she can't fit two people in her gut, you decide to stick around, watching her finish off your would-be meal as you wring out your hair. "//*urp*// And that's how you do it~" the girl purrs, slowly getting back onto her feet and waddling back to sit by the pool with you. "She should have been mine //from the start//, it's the whole reason I brought her out here. But watching you get straight up judo flipped into the pool was hilarious so we're even," she laughs. "WHAT SAM!? I thought we were really hitting it off!" comes Anita's muffled voice from within Sam's shifting gut. "Get me out of here!" "Heh, and here I thought you two were besties or something," you say, your clothes still drenched. "Glad I could entertain I guess." "UGH I can't believe everyone at this school is such a jerk!" Anita cries out, starting to thrash around hard in Sam's gut. You see her wince as a particularly large bulge pushes out from the top of her distended belly. "Looks like she's giving you a bit of trouble, want some help?" you offer. "It's the least I can do after almost stealing your prey." Sam smiles and pulls her left leg out of the pool, sliding it to the side across the tiles so that her belly is facing you. "Be my guest." You scoot a little bit closer and gently place your hands on her gut. The flesh is soft and warm, and you can easily make out the form of the girl inside. You start to slowly rub your hands rhythmically around it, applying a bit of extra pressure whenever you feel Anita acting up. Sam leans back in satisfaction, using her arms to support herself. She's blushing a little bit. "Mmm, that's nice. Thanks." "No problem, I hate unruly prey" you say, continuing your massage. "So, what's your story?" she asks "Like, why'd you decide to come to MVA." "Vore's pretty much the only thing I'm any good at," you joke. "I figured I might as well take it all the way." "Ha, you sure? That was a pretty pathetic display earlier," she laughs. You give her a pouty look and briefly stop your massage. "Hey easy, I'm just kidding," she says with a smirk. "She probably would've done the same thing to me if I'd tried while she was sitting like that." Satisfied, you return to your efforts. "For me," she says, continuing with the topic she brought up, "I'm kinda following in my sister's footsteps, she's a senior here.<<set $samInfo1 to 1>> Plus, I //love// eating people, a stuffed, squirming gut is one of the best feelings in the world" she says, deliberately pushing out a burp to taunt the girl still struggling in her stomach. "I once got expelled from high school for eating one of the teachers."<<set $samInfo2 to 1>> "Holy shit, no way!" "Mm-hmm," she nods, "it was a great day. He totally had it coming too." The two of you keep chatting away for a while, talking about hobbies and past vore-related escapades. You keep massaging her squirming belly while you talk, feeling it slowly get softer until you can't really make out any definite shape beneath the skin. "I'm pretty sure Anita is gone," you say, moving your hands back to your side. "Let me check" Sam says. She tenses all of her stomach muscles, shrinking and squeezing her massive gut. A gross, squelching //*crack*// sound comes from her stomach, followed by a massive belch. "//*OOORP*// Oooh yeah, she's done," she giggles. With whatever's left inside compacted, her stomach stays at a somewhat smaller size. <<Sam 1>><<set $samPrey.push({name: "Anita", status: "fodder", details: "after you failed to eat her yourself"})>> "Guess we should probably go check in now, we don't wanna be too late" she says. [["Yeah, let's get out of here"->Off Course- Leave With Sam]]

<<if $outfitState is "gone">>You hurry over to the doors of the main hall, frantically looking around, paranoid that someone might be watching you. You freeze for a moment before taking a deep breath and stepping into the building, marching right up to the front desk. "Can y-you help me?" you ask the plump woman sitting at the desk, barely getting the words out from your embarrassment. She looks up from her computer, only to immediately avert her eyes to the side when she notices your situation. <<else>>With no time to waste you rush into the main hall<<if $totalEscaped > 0>>, only stopping briefly to wash off your hands and arms in the fountain<</if>>. The outer door is heavy and wooden, but behind it is a much more modern pair of glass doors. You don't bother to take in the surroundings much, marching straight to the front desk in fear of being late. "Oh goodness, a straggler!" exclaims the somewhat chubby woman behind the desk. <</if>><<if $eatenBySam or $eatenByCustodian>><<if $outfitState is "gone">>"Oh my! I can see what happened dear, I'm sorry. Don't feel too embarrassed, this isn't all that uncommon around here!" she says, reaching down to get something from her desk. She pulls out a clear plastic bag with clothes in it. "We don't enforce a strict dress code, but we do have a uniform that most faculty members have on hand for situations like this--at least a few students a day always end up with ruined or digested clothes. There's a bathroom in the back there honey, just give me your name then go make yourself decent while I get everything set up for you."<<else>>"Oh dear, I think I can see what happened," she says, noticing your acid-drenched body. "You've got to be careful around here, it's just the way things go at MVA. But look on the bright side, whoever it was couldn't keep you down so you're off to a good start!" "Here, hand me your ID and take this" she says, pulling out a clear plastic bag with clothes in it. "We don't enforce a strict dress code, but we do have a uniform that most faculty members have on hand for situations like this--at least a few students a day always end up with ruined or digested clothes. There's a bathroom in the back there honey, go freshen up while I get everything set up for you."<</if>><<set $knowUniform to true>> You take the bag and thank her graciously, hurrying to the bathroom to get out of your disgusting clothes. Locking the door behind you, you immediately <<if $outfitState is "gone">>tear open the bag of clothes.<<else>>start to undress. <<if $outfitState is "damaged">>Your clothes are barely holding it together and easily fall away from your body.<<else>>All of your clothes are completely drenched in <<if $eatenByCustodian>>the custodian's<<elseif $eatenBySam>>Sam's<</if>> stomach acids, your shorts actually tearing apart on the right seam as you pull them down your thighs, their integrity eaten away by the digestive fluids.<</if>> You strip completely naked before opening the bag, hoping to dry off or at least air out a bit before changing outfits.<</if>> The uniform is fairly standard for school attire--a white collared shirt with a grey jacket and a moderate length frilled navy skirt. To your surprise the bag also contains a set of plain black underwear--the bra is a size or two too big, but you can manage. You quickly don the new outfit, noticing that it has a slight lemon scent to it. You check yourself out in the mirror--it doesn't look half bad on you. You take a moment to rinse out your hair the best that you can in the sink, cleaning out a few globs of bile that were gunking it up. It's still not great, but you're looking much better than when you came in. <<if $outfitState != "gone">>You look down at the sad, scrunched up pile of your old clothes on the ground and decide to toss them into the trash--they're definitely ruined and it wasn't that special of an outfit anyway.<</if>> Content with the change, you leave the bathroom and go back to the front desk.<<set $outfit to "uniform">><<set $outfitState to "normal">><<set $wardrobeUniform to true>> "There you go, much better!" she says with a smile. "Some students might know what the uniform means, which could be either a good or bad thing depending on the person, but it's gotta feel better. Plus it looks cute on you! Now, here's your folder--it's got all the important information you need, don't lose it! You're in tour group 2, so sit in the middle section when you get to the auditorium. It's right at the end of this hall, now hurry! They could be starting any minute!" You quickly thank her and hurry out into the hall, not wanting to be late for the opening presentation. [[Enter the auditorium->September 1st- Opening Presentation]]<<else>>"Give me your ID! Why so late dear? The welcome presentation is about to begin!" she asks, looking flustered as she swipes your ID card and pulls something up on her computer. <<if $escaped is not "null">><<link "I ran into some trouble">> <<append "#main">>"I ran into a bit of trouble on my way here, but made it out okay," you tell her. You decide to leave out the details of your little encounter since you weren't supposed to be in the sports complex in the first place. "Oh, that's a shame dear--there's always a few girls who are on the prowl from minute one" she says, slightly exasperated as she hurries to get your paperwork together. "But that's just the way things go around here, you've always got to be ready!"<</append>> <<toggleclass "#end" "hide">> <<replace "#choices">><</replace>> <</link>> <</if>><<link "I got a bit distracted">> <<append "#main">>"I got a bit distracted on the way over here," you tell her, not wanting to elaborate any further. Luckily she doesn't seem to care much, hurriedly throwing together whatever paperwork she needs to give you.<</append>> <<toggleclass "#end" "hide">> <<replace "#choices">><</replace>> <</link>> <<link "Traffic">> <<append "#main">>"Traffic," is the only vague answer you give her. She raises an eyebrow, but says nothing as she hurries to get your paperwork together.<</append>> <<toggleclass "#end" "hide">> <<replace "#choices">><</replace>> <</link>> "Alright, here's your folder--it's got all the important information you need so don't lose it!" she says, still rushing. "You're in tour group 2, so sit in the middle section when you get to the auditorium. It's right at the end of this hall, now hurry! They could be starting any minute!" You quickly thank her and hurry out into the hall, not wanting to be late for the opening presentation. [[Enter the auditorium->September 1st- Opening Presentation]]<</if>>

<<switch $stage>><> <><<case 1>>"Hell yeah!" you say, joining her excitement. You're not 100% sure that you can keep up with her energy, but the last thing you want at a //vore// academy is a roommate that doesn't like you. "Omigod this is great! Alright tell me everything about yourself: what's your favorite color? Who's your favorite band? Oh! Duh, we're at MVA, here's a good one--how many people have you eaten?" she babbles, giving you a curious look after settling on that last question.<> <><<case 2>>"Honestly? It's hard to keep track at this point. I got kicked off my high school volleyball team halfway through the season after they found out I was the reason our rival school didn't have enough players to compete anymore," you boast. That story may have been a bit embellished. "Woah, seriously?" Emma says, her eyes going wide. "You're, uh, the real deal then, huh? //I've// only eaten maybe ten or so that I remember, mostly dares and a few creeps that really deserved it. Actually, if you can believe it, my first time was this girl that someone at a party dared to crawl down my throat!" She's being quite candid, but you're really taking a liking to her, like her energy is infectious. "Damn, willing prey for your first meal? Doesn't get much better than that." "I don't know, it was pretty weird! But look where I ended up after that experience!" she stretches her arms out for emphasis, causing one of the straps of her tank top to fall down over her shoulder. "That's not even the craziest thing that's happened to me at a party--just this past summer there was this one time we couldn't find a bowl or a bucket or anything so we used my friend Allie to mix up our jungle juice and just dipped in and out of her when we wanted a hit. I'm pretty sure I went all the way through her at one point and she almost died from all the alcohol, it was wild!" "Woah, I've never partied //that// hard before," you say. You weren't the most popular in high school, and you've only been drunk a few times--Emma's on a whole other level. "Oh don't worry! 'Soon as I'm settled in imma get to work burning this campus to the ground," she laughs. "And what kind of roomie would I be if I didn't get you in on the action?" she says with a grin. You smile back--it seems like you may have lucked out on your roommate selection, the two of you are really hitting it off. You continue chatting with her for a while, talking about your interests--she gets stuck rambling for a bit about how much she loves the color blue--and what your hopes are for the school year. <<Emma 2>><> <><<case 3>>"Honestly? Not that many. Only maybe six or seven by now? I only really got into it towards the end of my Junior year in high school," you say a bit sheepishly. "Pfft, //only// six or seven huh? How did you even get in?" Emma replies, almost seeming to let out a sigh of relief. You give her a blank stare before trying to defend yourself. "Hey! I'll have you know they kicked me off the volleyball team back at my old school because I ate the assistant coach--and she was a foot taller than me!" "Haha relax, I was just kidding!" she giggles. "I mean I'm at pretty much the same--that I remember eating anyways. I've woken up with some mysterious new pudge after a wild night more than once." "Bit of a party girl, are you?" "Hell yeah! Are you not!?" she replies. "Well, I don't really get invited to many..." you admit. "Wait really? You seem awesome though! Don't you worry, 'soon as I'm settled in imma get to work burning this campus to the ground," she laughs. "And what kind of roomie would I be if I didn't get you in on the action?" she says with a grin. You smile back--it seems like you may have lucked out on your roommate selection, the two of you are really hitting it off. You continue chatting with her for a while, talking about your interests--she gets stuck rambling for a bit about how much she loves the color blue--and what your hopes are for the school year. <<Emma 2>><> <><<case 4>>"Woah, slow down there girl, we just met," you say, put off by how energetic she is. "O-Oh, right, sorry. I just get really excited sometimes," Emma replies, blushing a bit in embarrassment. "Here, let's get to know each other then! What's your favorite color?" "Definitely $fcolor" you tell her. "You?" "<<if $fcolor.toUpperCase() is "BLUE">>SAME<<else>>BLUE<</if>>!" she shouts. "1000% blue! It's just such a perfect color, I can't get enough of it! Think about it, everything beautiful is blue--the sea, the sky, my eyes. Plus it's the best flavor of any kind of candy!" she rambles. She's getting excited again, but this time it's a bit more endearing. You get the feeling she'll make for a fun roommate, if maybe a bit draining. Despite the awkward start to the conversation, the two of you continue chatting for a while and really start to hit it off. <<Emma 1>><</switch>>

<<if $stamina <= 0>> <<set $overexerted to true>> <<set $staminaRegenCap to ($staminaMax * 0.1)>> <<set $stamina to 0>> <</if>> <<set $counter to 0>> <<include "Relationship max/min setter">>

@@color:mediumPurple;''September 2nd''@@ ---- You wake up to the sound of an unfamiliar alarm; a loud, repeated tune played on chimes. You stretch up into a sitting position, your eyes still mostly closed, and check your phone. Eight o'clock, half an hour before you planned on getting up, and sure enough it isn't your alarm that's going off. Actually, it doesn't look like you set one at all--whoops. You look across the room at Emma, who's only just started to stir in her bed. She blindly reaches out an arm and probes the nightstand for her phone, finally sitting up a bit to put an end to the noise once she finds it. She sighs, then throws her blanket off and practically jumps to her feet. <<if $emmaRel > 2>>\ <<if $emmaInquiry1 is 2 and $ateGabby>>"Good morning $name,"<<else>>"Good morning $name!"<</if>> she says, a little strained as she stretches out her arms. "Did you sleep well?" Noticing your bleary eyes, her own eyes widen in alarm. "Oh shoot, I didn't wake you up did I? I guess we should have talked about alarm times." "You did... but I probably would have overslept otherwise, so thanks," you mumble, your head still feeling foggy from waking up. You have no idea how Emma seems so alert already. "Oh, well, you're welcome then!" she replies with a smirk, heading into the bathroom. \<<elseif $emmaRel > 1>>\ <<if $emmaInquiry1 is 2 and $ateGabby>>"Good morning $name,"<<else>>"Good morning $name!"<</if>> she says, a little strained as she stretches out her arms. "Did you sleep well?" "Good morning..." you mumble. "Sleep was good, this bed's pretty comfy," you say, your head still feeling foggy from waking up. You have no idea how Emma seems so alert already. "Mine too! This place has yet to disappoint," she says, heading into the bathroom. \<<else>>\ <<if $emmaInquiry1 is 2 and $ateGabby>>"Good morning $name,"<<else>>"Good morning $name!"<</if>> she says, a little strained as she stretches out her arms. "Good morning..." you mumble, your head still feeling foggy from waking up. You have no idea how Emma seems so alert already. She heads into the bathroom as you struggle to wake yourself up. <</if>>\ You peel off your blanket and slide your legs over the edge of the bed to start getting ready for the day. <<if $digestionEvent>><<set $digestionEvent to false>><<if $digestion > 0>>Starting to feel more awake, you acknowledge how much work your body put in on your meal while you were asleep. Your once massive gut has been reduced to just a potbelly, $lastPrey almost entirely digested at this point.<<else>>Starting to feel more awake, you acknowledge how much work your body put in on your meal while you were asleep. Your once massive gut is back to being flat and empty, though you're definitely softer around the edges than you were when you went to sleep. Your stomach lets out a small groan, ready for more.<</if>><</if>> You grab the folder from orientation off your bedside table to take a look at what the day has in store for you while you wait for Emma to be done with the bathroom. There are two classes today--Intro to Vore at ten and Escapism at two. <<if $cookoutJuniper>> You remember what Juniper said to you yesterday--it's probably not a good idea to take this schedule out of the dorm. <<else>>You're not sure if you should bring the folder with you, it might make you more of a target to the upperclassmen.<</if>> \ <><<link "Memorize where the classes are and leave it">><<replace "#choice1">>\ <<if $cookoutJuniper>>Heeding her advice, you decide to just do your best to commit the room numbers to memory and leave the folder behind.<<else>>You decide it would probably be smart to just memorize the room numbers and leave the folder behind.<</if>> It looks like Intro to Vore is in room 115 and Escapism is in room 219. <<toggleclass "#continue1" "hide">><</replace>><</link>><> <><<link "Take the folder with you">><<replace "#choice1">>\ <<set $folder to true>>You decide that you'd rather not take the chance of being unable to find your class and pack the folder into your backpack. It looks like Intro to Vore is in room 115 and Escapism is in room 219.<<if $cookoutJuniper>>Still keeping Juniper's advice in mind, you figure you can just not check it while you're out in the open. You make sure your bag is completely zipped up so that it's concealed.<</if>><<replace "#end">><<if ($cookoutJuniper or ($folder is false)) and ($outfit is not "uniform")>>[[Go to Breakfast->September 2nd- Breakfast]]<<else>>[[Go to Breakfast->September 2nd- Breakfast w/ Sunny]]<</if>><</replace>> <<toggleclass "#continue1" "hide">><</replace>><</link>><> \ The sound of a toilet flushing echoes from the bathroom, followed by water running in the sink. Soon enough Emma steps back out into the room. \<<if $emmaInquiry1 is 2 and $ateGabby>>She walks over to her bed without saying anything, crouching down to look through her dresser. \<<elseif $ateGabby or $ateMandyCookout>>She eyes you a bit as she walks over to her bed. "Wow, your stomach really went into overdrive during the night, huh?" she says, crouching down to look through her dresser. "Yep, she's <<if $digestion > 0>>pretty much gone at this point<<else>>totally digested by now<</if>>," you reply. \<<else>>"I'm guessing you want the shower?" she says as she walks over to her bed, crouching down to look through her dresser. "Yeah," you reply.<</if>> You start to look through your clothes to decide what you want to wear for the day. <<if ($wardrobeUniform is true) and ($ateGabby is false) and ($ateMandyCookout is false)>>It would be stupid to wear the school uniform after the warning Kim gave you... but it did look pretty cute on you. Maybe you're feeling daring...<<done>><<toggleclass "#choice2" "hide">><</done>><<else>><<set $outfit to "normal">>Playing it safe with everything you've heard about Monday, you pick an outfit that you're not that worried about getting ruined.<<done>><<toggleclass "#continue2" "hide">><</done>><</if>><> <> <> <<link "Wear the uniform">><<set $outfit to "uniform">><<replace "#end">><<if ($cookoutJuniper or ($folder is false)) and ($outfit is not "uniform")>>[[Go to Breakfast->September 2nd- Breakfast]]<<else>>[[Go to Breakfast->September 2nd- Breakfast w/ Sunny]]<</if>><</replace>><<replace "#choice2">> <<if $folder is false>>Evidently in an extremely cocky mood this morning,<<else>>Always one to put fashion above your personal well being,<</if>> you decide to take the uniform for another spin. You pull it out of your laundry basket--you didn't even wear it for a full day so it should still be fine. <<toggleclass "#continue2" "hide">><</replace>><</link>> <<link "Wear normal clothes">><<set $outfit to "normal">><<replace "#choice2">> Playing it safe with everything you've heard about Monday, you decide it's probably best to heed Kim's warning and wear something less conspicuous. You settle on something that you're not that worried about getting ruined, just in case. <<toggleclass "#continue2" "hide">><</replace>><</link>><> \ <<if ($emmaInquiry1 is 2) and $ateGabby>>"Hey, uh, you wanna get breakfast together?"<<else>>"You wanna get breakfast together?"<</if>> Emma asks as you grab your towel to head for the shower. "It's probably smart to stick together with the whole "Monday Massacre" thing they were on about yesterday.<<if $emmaDitchedCookout > 0>>.. especially after what happened last night.<</if>>" "Definitely!" you reply from the doorway to the bathroom. <<if $emmaRel > 2>>"I assumed that was already the plan," you add with a smile.<</if>> You head into the shower and lock the door behind you, stripping off your dirty clothes while you let the water run. Once the water is warm enough you step in and feel the relaxing heat wash over you. You think about the day ahead of you while you get clean--from the sounds of it you're really going to need to be on your guard throughout the day. The last thing you want is to end up as someone's lunch before you've even finished the first day of classes. When you're finished you dry off, get dressed, and step back out into the room. "You ready to head to the dining hall?" you ask Emma. <<if $emmaInquiry1 is 2 and $ateGabby>>\ "Yeah..." she says, looking a little sheepish. She walks up to you with her bag slung across her shoulder. "And I, uh... Sorry I kinda blew up at you last night. It was just a long evening... I know it's not right for me to police your eating habits." <<if $emmaRel > 2>>"Hey, no worries, it //was// kind of a stupid thing to do. I'll try to put a little more thought into who I eat in the future," you reply with a smile. "Well, Gabby does look great on you so maybe it was the right call," Emma says with a smirk. A second later her face flares up red and she turns away to head for the door. "A-Alright so let's get going then!<<else>>Thanks, I didn't mean to offend you or anything," you reply. You give her a smile and grab your backpack. "Let's get going."<</if>> \<<elseif $outfit is "uniform">>\ "Yep! Are you wearing the same thing you did yesterday?" Emma asks, raising an eyebrow at you. "Yeah, I wanna look nice on the first real day. If anyone else asks I just have two of these outfits, got it?" you say with a little laugh. Emma shrugs and slings her bag over her shoulder. <<if $emmaRel > 2>>"Well, it does look good so you got me there,"<<else>>"Alright then,"<</if>> she says, heading for the door. "Now let's see what Monday has in store for us..." \<<else>>\ "Yep! Let's go see what Monday has in store for us." <</if>> <<if ($cookoutJuniper or ($folder is false)) and ($outfit is not "uniform")>>[[Go to Breakfast->September 2nd- Breakfast]]<<else>>[[Go to Breakfast->September 2nd- Breakfast w/ Sunny]]<</if>>

<<set $time to 8.75>><<include "TIME">>You and Emma head out of your room and off toward the dining hall. Remembering from the tour that all of the upperclassmen live in Lampton and would probably be moving into their dorms about now, you decide to go through the main hall and outside to get there rather than using the bridge connecting the two buildings. Luckily you only see one other person on your way there--a redhead with a bloated belly lounging on one of the courtyard benches that doesn't even acknowledge you--and arrive without issue. The hall is less crowded than it was at lunch the other day, and most of the girls are unfamiliar to you. "Huh... maybe we should have just snacked in our room..." Emma mumbles nervously<<if $emmaRel > 3>>, lightly grabbing your arm<</if>>. "Hey, it's not like we can just hide in our room forever, we'll be fine," you reassure her. "Plus, didn't Juniper say they pretty much never have incidents in the dining hall?" "Yeah..." The two of you head up to the buffet line to get your food. They've got three different kinds of pancakes, an assortment of fruit, and a tray of scrambled eggs available today. There's a girl that's just finishing up serving herself a plate when you and Emma approach--a somewhat short blonde wearing sunglasses. She gives you a toothy smile when she turns to go sit down. You and Emma hurry through getting your food and find an empty table at the edge of the room, sitting next to each other with your backs to the wall. "God, this is gonna be a stressful day... I feel like everyone's watching us," Emma says as she sets her plate down. "Yeah I know what you mean, I'm keeping my eyes peeled for whoever that was in front of us," you reply, scanning the room. "But I'm sure if we just act confident and stay on our guard everything will be fine. Plus at least for now we can watch each other's backs." "That's true," she says, smiling. "What's your schedule like for today? I hope we have at least some classes together." "Let's see, I've got Intro to Vore at ten an-" "Shoot, I don't have that till Wednesday, and I've got Anatomy and Physiology at nine thirty today..." Emma pouts. "Oh sorry, continue." "And Escapism at two," you finish. "Ooo same! We must be in the same section!" she says excitedly. "That's one at least. Hmm but we will have to split up after breakfast..." As Emma trails off someone approaches the table you're sitting at and you tense up. \<<if ($cookoutGabby is false) and ($lockerChandra is "none")>>It's a chubby girl with brown hair. <<if $lunchEmma>>\ She looks vaguely familiar, so you assume it's probably another freshman and relax a little. Luckily, Emma bails you out on remembering who it is. "Hey Gabby! How have you been?" she says cheerfully as the girl takes a seat across from you. The name jogs your memory--this is one of the girls from lunch yesterday. "I'm alright, I... Oh yeah uh, hi guys. It's Emma and... $name? Right?" she says. It looks like she's sweating. "Yep, nice to see you again. You look nervous," you say, starting to dig into your food. "They called today a //massacre//, of course I'm... I'm nervous," she answers. "I'm so glad I found you two, I thought I was gonna have to sit alone..." she adds with a shiver. She starts to wolf down the large stack of pancakes she has on her plate. "Yeah, we can all look after each other!" Emma says with a smile. "I'm nervous too, but $name's right, you just gotta try and relax. Calling it the "Monday Massacre" is probably just a way to have a little fun spooking the freshman, I'm sure it's not that bad." "Maybe..." Gabby says, not sounding convinced. You're amazed at how quickly she's tearing through the food on her plate. "What's your roommate like?" you ask, changing the subject. "I don't have one..." she replies quietly, finishing off the last of her pancakes already. "'Chandra' never showed up yesterday... is that even a real name?" "Oh, I'm sorry!" Emma says. "At least you have the room to yourself I guess," you offer. "No roommate is better than a predatory one, I'm sure some people don't even feel safe in their dorms.<<if $emmaRel > 2>> Not everyone gets an Emma." Emma smiles at that last comment.<<else>>"<</if>> "That's true..." Gabby mumbles. "I'll be right back, I'm gonna get more," she says, standing up and heading back over to the buffet line. "That's a real bummer about her roommate," you say. <><<if $emmaRel > 3>> "Yeah, I can't imagine not even getting to meet them, especially knowing what mine's like. Not everyone gets <<a $name>> either you know," she says with a smile. <<elseif $emmaRel > 1>> "Yeah I can't imagine not even getting to meet them, especially knowing what mine's like," she says with a smile. <<else>> "Yeah I can't imagine not even getting to meet them," she says. <</if>><> <<else>>/* if $lunchEmma is false */\ With how nervous she looks as she approaches you figure she's probably another freshman and relax a little. "Uh, hey there, can... can I sit with you guys?" the girl asks. She has a huge stack of pancakes on her plate. She's also hugely stacked. "Absolutely! I'm Emma, it's nice to meet you!" "Thanks," the girl replies, taking a seat across from you with a sigh of relief. "My name's Gabby." "$name, nice to meet you. You look nervous," you say, starting to dig into your food. "They called today a //massacre//, of course I'm... I'm nervous," she answers. "I'm so glad I found other freshman, I thought I was gonna have to sit alone..." she adds with a shiver. She starts to wolf down the large stack of pancakes she has on her plate. "Yeah, we can all look after each other!" Emma says with a smile. "I'm nervous too, but $name's right, you just gotta try and relax. Calling it the "Monday Massacre" is probably just a way to have a little fun spooking the freshman, I'm sure it's not that bad." "Maybe..." Gabby says, not sounding convinced. You're amazed at how quickly she's tearing through the food on her plate. Before long she's completely cleaned it. "I'll be right back, I'm gonna get more," she says, standing up and heading back over to the buffet line. "She seems nice. And hungry," you say. "Yeah, I think she's just really stressed," Emma replies. <</if>>\ <<else>>/* if $cookoutGabby is true */\ It's a very squirrely looking girl with black hair. With how nervous she looks you figure she's probably another freshman and relax a little. "Oh man am I glad I spotted some other freshman I thought I was gonna have to sit alone and I'd be as good as dead," she says, rushing through her words. She sits across from you. "My name's Pat by the way we haven't met but I remember you guys from the tour." "Uh, hey, I'm $name," you say. You notice that she doesn't have any food. "I'm Emma, nice to meet you!" Emma chirps. "Don't worry, we're all a little nervous today, but we can watch each other's backs!" "Tell me about it I feel like I jumped into a shark tank coming in here it's like everyone's eyeing me like another one of their pancakes." The words tumble out of her mouth and you can see her frantically looking around the room. "Speaking of I'm starving and need to get food now that I have a safe place to sit be right back," she says, jolting back to her feet and heading over to the buffet line. "Wow she's, uh, not taking the pressure well," you say as soon as she's out of earshot. "I'm glad we're both judging her, I felt a little bad about being weirded out," Emma replies with a little laugh. <</if>>"Oh by the way I forgot to ask yesterday, what club did you end up joining?" <<switch $club>>\ <<case "dungeon">>"Tabletop club, I've always wanted to get into that sort of thing. You?" you tell her. "Oh you didn't tell me you were a nerd," she replies with playful disdain. "I'm on the volleyball team--or I guess just volleyball club since they don't really compete in anything." <<case "swim">>"I went for the swim team, I'm looking forward to actually being able to compete against other schools. You?" you tell her. "Ooo, that one was definitely out of the question for me, I can't stand the smell of chlorine," she replies, shaking her head. "I'm on the volleyball team--or I guess just volleyball club since they don't really compete in anything." <<case "cooking">>"I settled on cooking club, it sounded like a nice change of pace. You?" you tell her. "Aw man, I was really close to joining that one!" she says. "I'm on the volleyball team--or I guess just volleyball club since they don't really compete in anything." <</switch>>\ The two of you keep chatting as you work through your breakfast, discussing clubs and speculating on what classes are going to be like. As time goes on its still just the two of you and you start to look around a bit worriedly. Eventually you've both cleaned your plates and you look over at Emma, who's got a thousand yard stare in the direction of the buffet line. "<<if ($cookoutGabby is false) and ($lockerChandra is "none")>>Gabby<<else>>Pat<</if>> isn't coming back, is she..." she says quietly. "No, I don't think so..." you reply. "Well we should probably get going don't you think? I have class soon," Emma says, starting to look nervous again. She practically jumps to her feet and throws the strap of her bag over her shoulder again. "Good call." [[Leave the dining hall->September 2nd- Leaving Breakfast]]<<if $fullness is 0>><<set $stamina += 8>><<set $stamina to Math.clamp($stamina, 0, $staminaMax)>><</if>>

<<set $time to 8.75>><<include "TIME">><<set $metSunny to true>><<set $breakfastSunny to true>><<if ($cookoutGabby) or ($lockerChandra != "none")>><<set _sunnyPrey to "Pat">><<set $sunnyPrey.push({name: "Pat", status: "fodder", details: "who she ate right in front of you and @@color:gold;Emma@@ when you first met"})>><<else>><<set _sunnyPrey to "Gabby">><<set $sunnyPrey.push({name: "Gabby", status: "fodder", details: "who she ate right in front of you and @@color:gold;Emma@@ when you first met"})>><</if>>\ You and Emma head out of your room and off toward the dining hall. Remembering from the tour that all of the upperclassmen live in Lampton and would probably be moving into their dorms about now, you decide to go through the main hall and outside to get there rather than using the bridge connecting the two buildings. Luckily you only see one other person on your way there--a redhead with a bloated belly lounging on one of the courtyard benches that doesn't even acknowledge you--and arrive without issue. The hall is less crowded than it was at lunch the other day, and most of the girls are unfamiliar to you. "Huh... maybe we should have just snacked in our room..." Emma mumbles nervously<<if $emmaRel > 3>>, lightly grabbing your arm<</if>>. "Hey, it's not like we can just hide in our room forever, we'll be fine," you reassure her. "Plus, didn't Juniper say they pretty much never have incidents in the dining hall?" "Yeah..." The two of you head up to the buffet line to get your food. They've got three different kinds of pancakes, an assortment of fruit, and a tray of scrambled eggs available today. There's a girl that's just finishing up serving herself a plate when you and Emma approach--a somewhat short blonde wearing sunglasses. She gives you a toothy smile when she turns to go sit down. You and Emma hurry through getting your food and find an empty table at the edge of the room, sitting next to each other with your backs to the wall. "God, this is gonna be a stressful day... I feel like everyone's watching us," Emma says as she sets her plate down. "Yeah I know what you mean, I'm keeping my eyes peeled for whoever that was in front of us," you reply, scanning the room. "But I'm sure if we just act confident and stay on our guard everything will be fine. Plus at least for now we can watch each other's backs." "That's true," she says, smiling. "What's your schedule like for today? I hope we have at least some classes together." "Let's see, I've got Intro to Vore at ten an-" "Shoot, I don't have that till Wednesday, and I've got Anatomy and Physiology at nine thirty today..." Emma pouts. "Oh sorry, continue." "And Escapism at two," you finish. "Ooo same! We must be in the same section!" she says excitedly. "That's one at least. Hmm but we will have to split up after breakfast..." As Emma trails off someone approaches the table you're sitting at and you tense up. \<<if ($cookoutGabby is false) and ($lockerChandra is "none")>>It's a chubby girl with brown hair. \<<if $lunchEmma>>\ She looks vaguely familiar, so you assume it's probably another freshman and relax a little. Luckily, Emma bails you out on remembering who it is. "Hey Gabby! How have you been?" she says cheerfully as the girl takes a seat across from you. The name jogs your memory--this is one of the girls from lunch yesterday. "I'm alright, I... Oh yeah uh, hi guys. It's Emma and... $name? Right?" she says. It looks like she's sweating. "Yep, nice to see you again. You look nervous," you say, starting to dig into your food. "They called today a //massacre//, of course I'm... I'm nervous," she answers. "I'm so glad I found you two, I thought I was gonna have to sit alone..." she adds with a shiver. She starts to wolf down the large stack of pancakes she has on her plate. A moment later, someone is wolfing down her. "Gabby!" Emma cries out, her eyes wide and one hand covering her mouth in shock. <<else>>/* if $lunchEmma is false */\ With how nervous she looks as she approaches you figure she's probably another freshman and relax a little. "Uh, hey there, can... can I sit with you guys?" the girl asks. She has a huge stack of pancakes on her plate. She's also hugely stacked. "Absolutely! I'm Emma, it's nice to meet you!" "Thanks," the girl replies, taking a seat across from you with a sigh of relief. "My name's Gabby." "$name, nice to meet you. You look nervous," you say, starting to dig into your food. "They called today a //massacre//, of course I'm... I'm nervous," she answers. "I'm so glad I found other freshman, I thought I was gonna have to sit alone..." she adds with a shiver. She starts to wolf down the large stack of pancakes she has on her plate. A moment later, someone is wolfing down her. <</if>>/* ends the $lunchEmma variation */\ There was no opportunity for you to warn her, only noticing that the girl was passing unusually close to your table a split second before she made her move. You watch helplessly, frozen from the suddenness of it, as Gabby disappears behind the blonde veil of her attacker's hair. The girl makes short work of it, effortlessly gliding down Gabby's body and keeping her arms pinned tight. Once she's passed her breasts she lifts the poor girl up, sending her flailing legs overhead as she lets gravity finish the job.\ <<else>>/* if $cookoutGabby is true */\ It's a very squirrely looking girl with black hair. With how nervous she looks you figure she's probably another freshman and relax a little. "Oh man am I glad I spotted some other freshman I thought I was gonna have to sit alone and I'd be as good as dead," she says, rushing through her words. She sits across from you. "My name's Pat by the way we haven't met but I remember you guys from the tour." "Uh, hey, I'm $name," you say. You notice that she doesn't have any food. "I'm Emma, nice to meet you!" Emma chirps. "Don't worry, we're all a little nervous today, but we can watch each other's backs!" "Tell me about it I feel like I jumped into a shark tank coming in here it's like everyone's eyeing me like another one of their pancakes." The words tumble out of her mouth and you can see her frantically looking around the room. Her worry doesn't do her any good however--a moment later her head is engulfed by another. There was no opportunity for you to warn her, only noticing that the girl was passing unusually close to your table a split second before she made her move. You watch helplessly, frozen from the suddenness of it, as Pat squirms beneath the other girl, grasping at her head and even throwing herself out of her chair. Her predator is unfazed, following her to the ground without missing a beat. After a brief moment of not being able to see them through the table ahead of you, the attacker stands back up with the poor girl's legs flailing overhead, letting gravity finish the job.\ <</if>>/* ends the $cookoutGabby variation */\ After less than a minute it's over, the girl taking a seat across from you with a hand on her chest as the last bulge of _sunnyPrey disappears into her stomach. It's the same girl you saw up at the buffet line--fairly long blonde hair, sunglasses, and an impressive bust that she isn't shy about, wearing a very loose fitting orange top. Looking slightly above you and Emma, both of you still staring at her wide eyed, she holds up a finger with her other hand. "Wait for it..." she says in a smooth voice. "//*URRRRRrrrp*// <<if $cookoutGabby or ($lockerChandra != "none")>>There we go! Whoo, she was a real fighter, I love it!<<else>>Ah, there we go! Man, she was fucking //stacked//, that was great!<</if>>" she says with a big grin. She pushes her sunglasses up to rest on her head, revealing amber eyes, and flashes a peace sign at you. <<if $cookoutGabby or ($lockerChandra != "none")>>"Howdy, I'm Sunny, one of the sharks here" she says, sticking her tongue out a bit with that last part.<<else>>"Howdy, I'm Sunny."<</if>> _sunnyPrey screams something from inside her that you can't quite make out. Sunny just idly pats her gut and seems to be completely ignoring her. \ <<link "Nice to meet you..?">><<set $stage to 1>><<include "September 2nd- Breakfast w/ Sunny (TEXT)">><</link>> <<link "Your name is actually \"Sunny\"?">><<set $stage to 2>><<include "September 2nd- Breakfast w/ Sunny (TEXT)">><</link>> <<if $fullness is 0>><<set $stamina += 8>><<set $stamina to Math.clamp($stamina, 0, $staminaMax)>><</if>>

<<switch $stage>>\ <<case 1>> <<append "#text">> "Uh... Nice to meet you..?" you say, considering whether you and Emma should try to make a break for it or not. "I'm $name..." "And I'm Emma," Emma says quietly, staring at Sunny's shifting belly. "Haha chill guys!" she says with a smile. She leans forward and rests her arms on the table, pushing _sunnyPrey out of sight and emphasizing her cleavage even more. "I already have breakfast, you're safe, no need to //*urp*// be nervous! This is just the MVA experience right here." "Uh-huh... So are you a senior?" you ask, still on high alert but feeling a lot less tense. You grab your fork and start to slowly eat your food. "Ha! I'm a junior but I like the flattery," Sunny says with a grin. "You two friends, roomies? I can feel the chemistry. Coming together was smart, so was sitting where no one can sneak up on you. \<<if $outfit is "uniform">> I wish I could say I had high hopes for you lasting the day, but..." "But!?" Emma blurts out. "Relax girl //you'll// probably be fine as long as you ditch her after this," Sunny replies, pointing at you. "What?" Emma says<<if $emmaRel > 2>>, almost looking angry<</if>>. "It's her outfit--what were you thinking!" she says to you. "I mean you have to have gotten it yesterday so I'm sure it's even dirty, you went //*uuRP*// out of your way to wear it again. You realize that's like a big beacon saying 'even a freshman got the drop on me--easy meal right here!' right? I would have gone for you if your third wheel hadn't been in such a convenient spot." Emma gives you a worried look<<if $emmaRel > 2>> and puts her hand on your shoulder<</if>>. "I'm sure she didn't know." "Weeeelll..." you say, a sheepish look on your face. "Kim from the club signup did tell me it was a bad idea." "Haha, living life on the //edge//! You know, I can dig it, I can dig it. A bit of advice from this //*urp*// girl though? Always take //that// girl's advice," Sunny tells you. "Kim's like, the only person here that consistently has your best interests in mind." "Uh, noted," you say. "Any other tips for surviving 'the massacre'?"/* ends uniform section */ <<else>> You're using your heads, at least more than this third wheel of yours //*Uurp*// was, I bet you'll make it through the day no problem!" "Yeah we're roomies, and I'm feeling more confident hearing that, thanks!" Emma says. "Hey hey, no problem girl," Sunny replies, making finger guns at Emma. "//*URP*// Love your hair by the way! I might have to give color like that a try sometime." "Thank you!" Emma beams. She's still nervously glancing down at the table every time there's an audible gurgle or slosh from Sunny's belly, but it seems like she's mostly accepted that there's nothing the two of you can do for _sunnyPrey. "Do you have any other tips for surviving 'the massacre'?"<</if>>/* ends non-uniform section */ "Don't be sitting where this girl was," Sunny replies with a laugh then a belch. You and Emma exchange a look and give her a nervous smile. "But for real, just do what you'd normally do to not become lunch--be alert, don't isolate yourself. Just better odds someone is actually after you today. //*urp*// The worst of it goes down early though and at least for now you're safe," she says with a grin. "'Cause I'm not gonna eat you, but they don't know that," she gestures vaguely to the room, "and the only girl that'd fuck with me isn't here." <</append>> <<replace "#choices">>\ <<link "Thanks">><<set $stage to 3>><<include "September 2nd- Breakfast w/ Sunny (TEXT)">><</link>> <<link "And who's that?">><<set $stage to 4>><<include "September 2nd- Breakfast w/ Sunny (TEXT)">><</link>> <<link "Flirt with her">><<set $stage to 8>><<include "September 2nd- Breakfast w/ Sunny (TEXT)">><</link>> <</replace>> <<case 2>> <<append "#text">> "Wait, your name is actually 'Sunny'? That's pretty weird," you blurt out. Emma turns to look at you, wide eyed and blinking a few times in disbelief. "Haha I know right? It's also pretty weird that I have your friend struggling for her life in my gut while I chat with you, but here we are!" Sunny says, staring through you. She licks her lips. "Did you know that by your third year here practically everyone can handle two prey without a problem?" "Uh, hah, that's pretty cool! I can't imagine being able to fit more than one person in me," Emma says, trying to change the subject. "Is there like a class for that or does it just come with practicing so much?" "Trying to bail out your buddy, I respect that, but she's got my attention now," Sunny says. "The hotheads are always fun. Insulting a junior on your first day is a bold move, got anything else you want to throw my way?" <</append>> <<replace "#choices">>\ <<link "Your shirt is subpar">><<set $stage to 5>><<include "September 2nd- Breakfast w/ Sunny (TEXT)">><</link>> <<link "Wearing sunglasses indoors is stupid">><<set $stage to 6>><<include "September 2nd- Breakfast w/ Sunny (TEXT)">><</link>> <<link "Nope">><<set $stage to 7>><<include "September 2nd- Breakfast w/ Sunny (TEXT)">><</link>> <</replace>> <<case 3>> <<append "#text">> "I see, thanks for the help then," you say. "Of course, of course, I'm //always// looking out for some of the underclassmen, when it's convenient to me," Sunny replies with a laugh. The two of you sit and talk with Sunny while you eat your breakfast, unfortunately subjected to the sounds of her own breakfast slowly breaking down. Despite the uncomfortable introduction, this girl seems remarkably genuine and your nervousness completely melts away as you chat with her. She and Emma seem to have a lot in common and really hit it off. After a while you've both cleared your plates and Sunny finally gets up to leave. "Well, it's been fun but I should really get moved in before my first class," she says, stretching her arms. Her bloated stomach is completely motionless at this point. "You girls are pretty cool, try not to end up in a stomach now huh?" "See ya, it was great meeting you!" Emma says. Sunny winks and points a finger gun at her, then puts her sunglasses back on and walks away. <<Sunny 1>> "You know, <<if $lunchEmma and ($cookoutGabby is false) and ($lockerChandra is "none")>>I really do feel bad for Gabby<<else>>that was a stressful introduction<</if>>, but she was //really// cool," Emma says to you once Sunny is gone. "The sunglasses indoors thing is a bit much, but yeah. I thought that was gonna go much worse," you reply. "Well, I should actually be getting to class about now, you ready to go?" <</append>> <<replace "#choices">>[["Yeah, let's head out"->September 2nd- Leaving Breakfast]] <</replace>> <<case 4>> <<append "#text">> <<set $sunnyInfo1 to 1>>"And who's that?" you ask. Sunny briefly loses her smile for the first time and lets out an exaggerated sigh. "The Big M, of course," she says. "Maeve McKenn. She's a prodigy at this stuff, people have been calling her 'the queen of the school' and shit like that since her second year. I think some of the teachers are even scared of her. Total bitch //*urp*//, but damn if she doesn't have the skill to back up her bullshit..." <<if $samInfo1 is 2>>/* if met Sam */\ <<set $sunnyInquiry1 to 1>>That name rings a bell to you for some reason. It takes you a second but it hits you--Sam mentioned yesterday that her sister was named Maeve and "basically ran the school". It's gotta be her. "Oh, I think I actually met her sister yesterday," you say. Sunny's eye twitches and there's a noticeable pause before she responds. "Mmm, her sister //is// coming here this year, isn't she..." She gets a slightly grumpy look on her face and brings her sunglasses back down over her eyes. "Uh, do you kn--" you start to say. "You know I should actually get all my shit unpacked before my first class. Thanks for the meal punks, maybe we'll chat again if y'all don't end up in someone's guts," Sunny says, getting up from the table and walking off towards the stairs. "That was odd," Emma says. "Yeah..." You're not sure how to feel about Sunny. You and Emma quickly finish eating your food, feeling more nervous without the junior there than you did before she showed up. Once you're both done, you decide to hurry out of the dining hall. [[Leave the dining hall->September 2nd- Leaving Breakfast]]\ <<else>>/* if not met Sam */ "So, uh, steer clear of her then?" Emma says. "Abso-fucking-lutely girl--she's got black hair, green eyes, freckles, will probably have a tall ginger bitch with her. //*urp*// You see her in the halls or anything you just run the other way, got it?" "Got it," Emma says with a gulp. The two of you sit and talk with Sunny while you eat your breakfast, unfortunately subjected to the sounds of her own breakfast slowly breaking down. Despite the uncomfortable introduction, this girl seems remarkably genuine and your nervousness completely melts away as you chat with her. She and Emma seem to have a lot in common and really hit it off. After a while you've both cleared your plates and Sunny finally gets up to leave. "Well, it's been fun but I should really get moved in before my first class," she says, stretching her arms. Her bloated stomach is completely motionless at this point. "You girls are pretty cool, try not to end up in a stomach now huh?" "See ya, it was great meeting you!" Emma says. Sunny winks and points a finger gun at her, then puts her sunglasses back on and walks away. <<Sunny 1>> "You know, <<if $lunchEmma and ($cookoutGabby is false) and ($lockerChandra is "none")>>I really do feel bad for Gabby<<else>>that was a stressful introduction<</if>>, but she was //really// cool," Emma says to you once Sunny is gone. "The sunglasses indoors thing is a bit much, but yeah. I thought that was gonna go much worse," you reply. "Well, I should actually be getting to class about now, you ready to go?" [["Yeah, let's head out"->September 2nd- Leaving Breakfast]]<</if>> <</append>> <<replace "#choices">><</replace>> <<case 5>> <<append "#text">> "Uh, your shirt is subpar?" you say in a somewhat uncertain tone. "I mean, it doesn't even have shoulders." Sunny laughs. "//Subpar// huh? Really cutting deep there. But you're right, this isn't even mine, I jacked it from someone at a party, after I sent her to a different kind of party," she says, patting her belly. "You'll learn pretty quick to not wear clothes you care that much about around campus." "That makes sense," you say, glad that she seems to have cooled off. <<if $outfit is "uniform">>"You'll also learn not to wear //those// clothes, but I'll let you figure that out on your own," she says to you with a little smile. "But <<else>>"You know,<</if>>I think we got off on the wrong foot here, what are your names?" she asks. "Er, I'm $name." "And I'm Emma..." Emma says nervously. "Well, it's nice to meet ya. Don't be so nervous, it's a bad look to have around here," Sunny tells you.<<if $cookoutGabby or ($lockerChandra != "none")>> She looks down at her gut and grins. "Yo, you guys have gotta see this, she's going //nuts// in there!" she says, standing up to rest her belly on the table. It's squirming like crazy, the bulging form of Pat clearly thrashing around inside. "She's not hitting any of the right places but I seriously respect the stamina." "Wow that's... intense," you say to her. Emma looks like she's barely holding in a whimper. "Yeah, I'm glad I picked this one for breakfast," Sunny says, sitting back down and mostly pushing her belly out of sight. "You'll learn in class that it's really more about the way you struggle than how hard, she clearly doesn't know what she's doing."<</if>> "Thanks for the tip," you say. "You have any advice you could give for surviving 'the massacre'?" "Don't be sitting where this girl was," Sunny replies with a laugh then a belch. You and Emma exchange a look and give her a nervous smile. "But for real just do what you'd normally do to not become lunch--be alert, don't isolate yourself. Just better odds someone is actually after you today. //*urp*// The worst of it goes down early though and at least for now you're safe," she says with a grin. "'Cause I'm not gonna eat you, but they don't know that," she gestures vaguely to the room, "and the only girl that'd fuck with me isn't here." "I see, thanks for the help then," you say. "Of course, of course, I'm //always// looking out for some of the underclassmen, when it's convenient to me," Sunny replies with a laugh. The two of you sit and talk with Sunny while you eat your breakfast, unfortunately subjected to the sounds of her own breakfast slowly breaking down. Despite the uncomfortable introduction, this girl seems remarkably genuine and your nervousness completely melts away as you chat with her. She and Emma seem to have a lot in common and really hit it off. After a while you've both cleared your plates and Sunny finally gets up to leave. "Well, it's been fun but I should really get moved in before my first class," she says, stretching her arms. Her bloated stomach is completely motionless at this point. "You girls are pretty cool, try not to end up in a stomach now huh?" "See ya, it was great meeting you!" Emma says. Sunny winks and points a finger gun at her, then puts her sunglasses back on and walks away. <<Sunny 1>> "You know, <<if $lunchEmma and ($cookoutGabby is false) and ($lockerChandra is "none")>>I really do feel bad for Gabby<<else>>that was a stressful introduction<</if>>, but she was //really// cool," Emma says to you once Sunny is gone. "The sunglasses indoors thing is a bit much, but yeah. I thought that was gonna go much worse," you reply. "Well, I should actually be getting to class about now, you ready to go?" [["Yeah, let's head out"->September 2nd- Leaving Breakfast]]\ <</append>> <<replace "#choices">><</replace>> <<case 6>> <<append "#text">> "Well, since you asked, wearing sunglasses indoors is stupid," you tell her, probably against your better judgement. "Like, there's no reason to, you just look like a fool." "Ohoho wrong move my friend. These tits are mostly made of people that dissed the glasses," Sunny says, standing up from the table. "You're also mistaken, //I// wear sunglasses indoors, and therefore it is a cool thing to do." "I'm sure she didn't me--" Emma starts to say. "I'm gonna go 'head and take your friend to go," Sunny says, patting the squirming form of _sunnyPrey in her gut. "Blondie, I like the hair so we're cool, but you," she points to you with her fingers in the shape of a gun and pretends to fire, "watch yourself." And with that she walks away, leaving you and Emma alone again. <<Sunny -1>> As soon as she's gone, Emma turns to you. "Are you //insane//? What the hell was that?" "Alright the first one I just wasn't thinking, but she was asking for the sunglasses thing!" you reply. "I'll be fine..." "I guess I know what happened if you don't show up at the dorm later..." You and Emma quickly finish eating your food, feeling more nervous without the junior there than you did before she showed up. Once you're both done, you decide to hurry out of the dining hall. [[Leave the dining hall->September 2nd- Leaving Breakfast]]\ <</append>> <<replace "#choices">><</replace>> <<case 7>> <<append "#text">> "Uh, nope, no. Sorry, that was it, the name just caught me off guard," you say, realizing your mistake. "Aww, and the backtrack, lame," Sunny says with a sigh. "If you're gonna come out swingin' you gotta have the guts to hold your ground." "In that case--" you start to say. "No no no, too late buddy, I'm actually gonna eat you if you try and spit something at me now," Sunny laughs. "This was almost a fun chat you two, thanks for the meal," she says, standing up and walking away. You're not sure how to feel about Sunny. "Are you insane?" Emma says as soon as she's gone. "An upperclassman eats <<if $lunchEmma and ($cookoutGabby is false) and ($lockerChandra is "none")>>a friend of ours<<else>>someone<</if>> in front of us and the first thing you do is insult her name??" "I panicked, alright? Her name //was// kinda odd and that was the first thing that popped into my head," you reply. "I couldn't have done anything to stop her if she tried to eat you you know, I hope you put more thought into what you say after this," she chides. <<if $emmaRel > 3>>"I don't want to lose you..." she adds.<</if>> You and Emma quickly finish eating your food, feeling more nervous without the junior there than you did before she showed up. Once you're both done, you decide to hurry out of the dining hall. [[Leave the dining hall->September 2nd- Leaving Breakfast]]\ <</append>> <<replace "#choices">><</replace>> <<case 8>> <<append "#text">><<set $day2SunnyFlirt to true>><<set $playerHorny += 1>> Now that you've been put at ease from the shock of _sunnyPrey getting eaten, there's only one thing on your mind: those curves that Sunny has been flaunting. If she says she's not going to eat you, might as well take a shot. "You know," you say, slightly cocking your head, "if you're going to digest my friend there, I think you owe it to me to at least show me where she ends up." Sunny raises her eyebrows a little and smirks. "Oh yeah? Did something catch your eye there $name?" she says, leaning over the table a little more so that her breasts slightly squish against the surface. Her grin gets bigger and she rests a hand under her chin. "I just want to make sure she's getting put to good use," you reply with a grin. For a moment, you shamelessly glance down at her newly emphasized cleavage. "Hah! Tell you what, give me your number and I'll keep you posted.~" She pulls her phone out of her bra with a wink. You blush a little, surprised that actually worked, and exchange numbers. Out of the corner of your eye, you notice Emma practically glaring at you, but she doesn't say anything. The two of you sit and talk with Sunny while you eat your breakfast, unfortunately subjected to the sounds of her own breakfast slowly breaking down. Despite the uncomfortable introduction, this girl seems remarkably genuine and your nervousness completely melts away as you chat with her. She and Emma seem to have a lot in common and really hit it off. After a while you've both cleared your plates and Sunny finally gets up to leave. "Well, it's been fun but I should really get moved in before my first class," she says, stretching her arms. Her bloated stomach is completely motionless at this point. "You girls are pretty cool, try not to end up in a stomach now huh? And make sure you're checking that phone $name.~" "See ya, it was great meeting you!" Emma says. Sunny winks and points a finger gun at her, then puts her sunglasses back on and walks away. <<Sunny 1>> <<set $sunnyPhone to true>><<set $sunnyFlirt += 1>>@@color:lime;You got Sunny's phone number!@@ As soon as she's gone, Emma turns to you looking disgusted. "What the heck was that?" "What was... what?" you reply. "//Flirting// with her while someone we were just talking to was still squirming in her gut!" Emma says, crossing her arms. "'Show me where she ends up'? That's so gross $name!" "Look, she's hot and there was nothing we could do for _sunnyPrey at that point anyway," you say, trying to justify yourself. "And it worked, I got her number!" "Ugh, whatever, let's just go," she says, standing up. "I hope she just sends you a picture of a toilet later..." she mutters under her breath. <<Emma -1>> <</append>> <<replace "#choices">>[[Head back->September 2nd- Leaving Breakfast]] <</replace>> <</switch>>

<<set $lunchSam to true>><<set $time to 14>><<include "TIME">><<set $counter to 1>><<if !$eatenByHannah>>\ The woman at the front desk gives the two of you a somewhat puzzled look as you make your exit from the bathroom, but doesn't say anything. You step back into the courtyard and head for the dining hall, making sure to slow your pace to match Sam's with the extra weight she's carrying. The struggling may have stopped, but her belly is still so bloated that she has to walk with her back arched to keep steady. <<if $samInfo3 is 2>>"I still can't believe you ate your roommate before you even moved in," you say. Sam shrugs. "I mean really, the school is just asking for it doubling up all the students like that. I probably would have done this by the end of the week even if I got a chance to know her." There's a particularly audible sloshing sound from her gut, as if the last remnant of Hannah was still protesting her fate. <</if>>The two of you are clearly among the last to arrive at the dining hall, finding it already bustling with activity and most of the tables filled with girls chatting away. Sam's groaning stomach draws a fair bit of attention, but she doesn't seem to mind. "I see an empty table over by the stairs. I'm gonna go rest my fucking legs, join me when you get your food," Sam says. She seems like she's out of breath. Seeing the table she's talking about, you split off to grab your lunch from the buffet line set up at the front of the room. Laid out for the students is a wide variety of sandwiches, a few different kinds of pasta, and a salad bar. You're late enough that most of the stations are looking pretty barren, and there's only one other girl getting food. Judging by her mildly distended belly and plate stacked with pretty much every remaining sandwich, this isn't her first trip. You end up with some mediocre looking mac and cheese and a salad before heading over to where Sam is seated. "Guess we should have left sooner, there's pretty slim pickings left," you say as you take a seat. "Hell no," Sam replies, lounging across two seats and idly rubbing her belly. "I usually let my meals digest longer than that before moving more than like, a room away, and she was really tall //*BUURP*//! I didn't realize how sore my back was until I sat down..." "Jeez, are you sure you're cut out for this? I //ran// with Anita stewing away earlier, maybe you just need to work out," you say mockingly. "Watch it you, unless you want to help me work on my stomach capacity," Sam says, cracking a smile that doesn't match her threat. You smile back and take a bite of your food. You aren't very impressed. <<include "Lunch: Chat With Sam">> \<<else>> /* if eaten by Hannah */ \ The woman at the front desk waves as you pass back through to the courtyard. "You look much better dear, and that uniform suits you!" she says. Then she gives a puzzled look as a very full Sam follows you out. "Hey $name, wait up!" she calls out, trying to disguise how out of breath she is from running that short distance. You briefly pause to let her catch up, but don't say anything. The two of you cross the courtyard in awkward silence. You're clearly among the last to arrive at the dining hall, finding it already bustling with activity and most of the tables filled with girls chatting away. Sam's groaning stomach draws a fair bit of attention, but she doesn't seem to mind. "Hey, I'll go grab a table for us while you get yourself some food, alright?" \ <<link "Yeah fine, good idea">><<append "#samDecision">> "Yeah fine, good idea," you reply. You figure she wouldn't have bothered even getting up to come to the lunch room if she didn't legitimately feel bad about what happened, so you're willing to give her another chance. She smiles and heads off toward an open table near the stairs, and you split off to grab your lunch from the buffet line set up at the front of the room. Laid out for the students is a wide variety of sandwiches, a few different kinds of pasta, and a salad bar. You're late enough that most of the stations are looking pretty barren, and there's only one other girl getting food. Judging by her mildly distended belly and plate stacked with pretty much every remaining sandwich, this isn't her first trip. You end up with some mediocre looking mac and cheese and a salad before heading over to where Sam is seated. "That the best they have to offer?" she asks, looking at your plate. "We're late, they were out of pretty much everything," you reply as you take a seat. "Right..." She opens her mouth like she's about to say something, then seems to catch herself, clears her throat, and asks: "Anything you want to talk about?" <<include "Lunch: Chat With Sam">><<if $fullness is 0>><<set $stamina += 5>><<set $stamina to Math.clamp($stamina, 0, $staminaMax)>><</if>><</append>><<replace "#samChoices">><</replace>><</link>>\ <<link "What makes you think I was going to sit with you?">><<append "#samDecision">> "What makes you think I was going to sit with you?" you reply grumpily. Sam sighs. "Hey, c'mon, I'm sorry alright?" she says, grabbing your arm lightly. "I really mean it, it was a dick move to not try and help after I got you into the situation in the first place. If I ever see you getting eaten again I promise I'll jump down their throat to pull you out, that fair?" <<set $samPromised to true>> <</append>><<replace "#samChoices">>\ <<link "Forgive her">><<append "#samDecision">> After a brief pause, you chuckle under your breath and answer with a <<if $samRelation1 isnot 1>>slight smile<<else>>smirk<</if>>. <<if $samRelation1 isnot 1>>"Jeez, I had you pegged as the tough, self centered type, didn't realize you had that much heart. Go get a table and I'll be over in a bit. I'm gonna hold you to that promise though, I hope you realize." "Of course," she replies with a smile before heading off toward an open table by the stairs. You split off to grab your lunch from the buffet line set up at the front of the room.<<else>>"Damn, you really liked what you saw back there, huh?" Sam blinks and her cheeks flare up. "W-What? No you idiot I don't... I just feel ba-" "Just go get a table and I'll be over," you say, cutting her off. You leave for the buffet line before she can formulate another response.<</if>> Laid out for the students is a wide variety of sandwiches, a few different kinds of pasta, and a salad bar. You're late enough that most of the stations are looking pretty barren, and there's only one other girl getting food. Judging by her mildly distended belly and plate stacked with pretty much every remaining sandwich, this isn't her first trip. You end up with some mediocre looking mac and cheese and a salad before heading over to where Sam is seated. "That the best they have to offer?" she asks, looking at your plate. "We're late, they were out of pretty much everything," you reply as you take a seat. "Right..." She opens her mouth like she's about to say something, then seems to catch herself, clears her throat, and asks: "Anything you want to talk about? <<include "Lunch: Chat With Sam">><<if $fullness is 0>><<set $stamina += 5>><<set $stamina to Math.clamp($stamina, 0, $staminaMax)>><</if>> <</append>><<replace "#samChoices">><</replace>><</link>> <<link "Sit somewhere else">><<append "#samDecision">> You're unmoved by her words. She left you to die back there! "Look, I get that you're sorry, but you still //did// it. I just need some time to cool off, alright? Maybe I'll catch you later," you say, pulling away from her. "Ugh, whatever, I shouldn't have bothered leaving the bathroom..." Sam grumbles, storming off toward what looks like the only empty table. <<Sam -1>> You head over to the buffet line at the front of the room. Laid out for the students is a wide variety of sandwiches, a few different kinds of pasta, and a salad bar. You're late enough that most of the stations are looking pretty barren, and there's only one other girl getting food. Judging by her mildly distended belly and plate stacked with pretty much every remaining sandwich, this isn't her first trip. You end up with some mediocre looking mac and cheese and a salad. <</append>><<replace "#samChoices">>[[Find somewhere else to sit->Lunch: Rare]]<</replace>><</link>> <</replace>><</link>> /* ends angry at Sam choices */ \<</if>> /* ends eaten by Hannah variations */

\ \ <<linkreplace " Talk about clubs">><<set $counter += 1>>\ <<append "#text">> "So I heard we're gonna be signing up for clubs later, you know what the choices are?" you ask. "Kinda. I know that there's teams for swimming and volleyball, some sort of student government type thing, and a group that does dungeons and dragons or something. Oh and there's a cooking club, which seems kinda pointless with what we're learning here," Sam replies, <<if !$tourSam>>taking another bite of her sandwich<<else>>patting her bloated belly<</if>>. "There's probably others, that's just what I remember from talking with my sister." "I know the school isn't all that big, but that seems like a pretty small selection. Which are you thinking of joining?" "Honestly? I'll probably just skip out on clubs altogether. Maybe something on the full list will catch my eye, but it'll have to be good for me to bother committing to anything," Sam says. "Yeah I can feel that, but some of those did sound interesting," you reply. <</append>><<if $counter is 2>><<toggleclass "#ending" "hide">>\ <<replace "#choices">><</replace>><</if>><</linkreplace>>\ <<linkreplace " Ask about her shirt">><<set $counter += 1>>\ <<append "#text">> <<set $samInfo4 to 1>>"Hey, I've been meaning to ask: What's that shirt from?" you say. The black t-shirt she's wearing has a simple white outline of a howling wolf across the chest and no other details. It looks like it's a logo, but you don't recognize it. Sam seems to freeze for a second. "Oh uh... It's nothing like, specific as far as I know, just something I picked up at a, uh, thrift shop," she replies, shifting a bit in her seat. "Why?" "Just curious, the design looked kinda familiar but I couldn't put my finger on what it was from." For a moment she looks like she wants to say something else, but stays quiet. <</append>><<if $counter is 2>><<toggleclass "#ending" "hide">>\ <<replace "#choices">><</replace>><</if>><</linkreplace>>\ <<if $samInfo1 isnot 0>><<linkreplace " Ask about her sister">><<set $counter += 1>>\ <<append "#text">><<set $samInfo1 to 2>> "You said you had a sister that went here, right? What's she like?" you ask. "Yep! Maeve's a senior here and she's awesome! Taught me basically everything I know about being a predator. Picture like an older and cooler, but less funny, me, we're pretty similar," she explains with a more genuine smile than you've really seen on her before. "You'll definitely meet her tomorrow when all the other students show up. Unless she's been lying to me all these years she basically runs this place..." she trails off and her smile suddenly morphs into a look of concern. "Er, actually if you //do// meet her you should really make sure to mention you know me, she can be kinda... intense?" "Noted..." you say. <</append>><<if $counter is 2>><<toggleclass "#ending" "hide">>\ <<replace "#choices">><</replace>><</if>><</linkreplace>><</if>> \ The two of you continue to talk as you eat your meal<<if !$tourSam>>s<</if>>, getting to know each other better. Eventually you're interrupted by an announcement from Professor Juniper. "Everyone, attention please!" she shouts over the crowd. "Thank you, I hope you're all enjoying lunch! You can still hang out a while longer, but the buffet will be closing in a few minutes because it's time for dorm check-ins! So when you're finished, please head on over to the room listed in your folder. There should be a faculty member in the hall for you to check in with to get your key and make sure everything's in order!" "I guess we should probably get going" you say to Sam. "Yeah,<<if $samInfo3 is 2>> I wanna get started on figuring out how to arrange my room now that I have it all to myself," she says, shaking her gut with a grin.<<else>> I kinda wanna meet my roommate. Hope she doesn't suck" she says. "Although if she does I guess that's just an easy meal down the road..."<</if>> "Same here." "See ya around, $name," Sam says, getting up from the table and heading for the stairs.<<if $samRel < 2>> <<Sam 1>><</if>> "See ya!" you call back. You double check your folder for your room assignment: K132, must be the first floor of Karbo. [[Head to Check-In->September 1st- Dorm Check-In]]

<<set $time to 17.5>><<include "TIME">>You step back out into the courtyard to find it bustling with activity. The area around the central fountain is filled with extra benches and picnic tables, and off on the Lampton side of things you can see a grill with a table filled with food next to it. Right in the middle of the walkway ahead of you is a table with a big sign saying "Club Signup" hanging off it. There are additional signs planted in the grass trying to draw your attention to it as well. They clearly //really// want students to get involved with a club. You head over to the table to take a look at what they have to offer. Working the station is a vaguely asian looking girl with her hair in a long ponytail. She doesn't look much older than you and has pretty casual clothes on. "Hey there, welcome to MVA! My name's Kim and I'm here to help you find the club that's right for you! Or answer any questions you have about the campus really," the girl says with a big smile on her face as you approach. "You can go ahead and take a look at the list on the table there. Once you've made your choice, or if you have questions about any of them, let me know!" You look over the sheet of paper, reading through the surprisingly small selection of clubs available--there's only six. Three of them look like they might be interesting to you. \ \<<linkreplace "Are you a student here? ">>\ <<append "#text">> "Are you a student here?" you ask. She really doesn't come off like a faculty member, but they said upperclassmen weren't on campus yet. "Yup! Fourth year," she beams. "Oh, I thought you didn't move in until tomorrow?" you say. "Haha that's right, they tell you all about the 'Monday Massacre' right? Don't worry, you don't have to be afraid of me," she says with a smile. "They allow a couple trustworthy Juniors and Seniors to come early to help with Freshman move in. I assume you didn't have Miranda in your hall for dorm check-in?" "Nope." "Well she's a junior that's hanging around here somewhere too. We're some of the only upperclassmen with clean enough records for the school to trust not to pick off random Freshmen. Say hi if you see her, she's sweet!" <</append>><</linkreplace>>\ \<<linkreplace "Why so few clubs? ">>\ <<append "#text">> "Why are there so few clubs?" you ask. "That's all we really have the numbers to support. There's only a pretty limited number of new freshmen every year, and even that number goes down pretty quickly. Considering every club needs a few people willing to commit to organizing and planning the club's activities //and// a minimum number of members, most of the attempts people make just fizzle out," she answers. "If you have an idea for a club you'd like to have on campus, don't be shy and try to get it set up for next year!" <</append>><</linkreplace>>\ \<<linkreplace "Ask about the Swim Team ">>\ <<append "#text">> "Can you tell me about the swim team?" you ask. "Of course! The school is very proud of the swim team because they've managed to set up actual competitions with other schools for the last few years. Because of that it's also the only 'club' with a teacher overseeing it--Professor Steria. The meet with other teams only happens once per semester, usually toward the end, but members practice and compete against each other every week. The co-captains of the team are Calina and Marie, both seniors and they're actually twins!<<if $counter is 0>> Like almost every club, it meets in the afternoon on Wednesdays.<<set $counter to 1>><</if>>" <</append>><</linkreplace>>\ \<<linkreplace "Ask about Cooking Club ">>\ <<append "#text">> "Can you tell me about cooking club?" you ask. "Absolutely, I actually used to be in that one! The cooking club gets exclusive access to the kitchen in Lampton during club meetings. It's very student driven, they pretty much just learn cooking techniques and try out recipes based on what all the members are interested in doing! The president is actually a Junior this year, Kira. She's an amazing cook and super passionate about the club! It meets later in the evening than most clubs since they need the kitchen to be available, but like the rest they meet on Wednesdays." <</append>><</linkreplace>>\ \<<linkreplace "Ask about Tabletop Club ">>\ <<append "#text">> "Can you tell me about tabletop club?" you ask. "Sure thing! That club meets every week for a session of Dungeons and Dragons, or some similar roleplaying game I'm not 100% sure on that. But there's usually a campaign that runs for the whole semester, with everyone making a character on the first day. The president, or I guess 'Dungeon Master', is a senior named Morgan. She's been running it since her Junior year and I've heard great things about the stories she makes!<<if $counter is 0>> Like almost every club, it meets in the afternoon on Wednesdays.<<set $counter to 1>><</if>>" <</append>><</linkreplace>>\ ''Warning: Club Choice Cannot Be Changed!'' <<link "Join Swim Team">><<set $club to "swim">><<goto "September 1st- Cookout 2">><</link>> <<link "Join Cooking Club">><<set $club to "cooking">><<goto "September 1st- Cookout 2">><</link>> <<link "Join Tabletop Club">><<set $club to "dungeon">><<goto "September 1st- Cookout 2">><</link>>

<<if $stamina <= 0>> <<set $overexerted to true>> <<set $staminaRegenCap to ($staminaMax * 0.1)>> <<set $stamina to 0>> <</if>> <<if $difficulty is "easy">> <<set $stamina to 9999>> <</if>>

<<set _incomingDamage to 0>> <<if !$fromAnal>> <<set $turn to 0>> <<set $acidStage to 0>> <<else>> <<addclass "body" "acid1">> <</if>> <<set $progress to 0>> <<set $predHealth to $predSS>> <<set _staminaMod to (1 + ($resilience*-0.05) + ($turn*0.03))>> <<if $interactiveDifficulty is 1>> <<set _playerDifficultyMod to 1.25>> <<set _predDifficultyMod to 0.75>> <<elseif $interactiveDifficulty is 2>> <<set _playerDifficultyMod to 0.75>> <<set _predDifficultyMod to 1.25>> <<else>> <<set _playerDifficultyMod to 1>> <<set _predDifficultyMod to 1>> <</if>> <<button "Struggle Conservatively">> <<set $stamina -= Math.round(4 * _staminaMod)>> <<set $predHealth -= Math.clamp(Math.round((random(3,4) - $predDefense - $sceneDefense + $strength) * _playerDifficultyMod), 0, $predSS)>> <<set $struggleDisplay to "weak">> <<set $lastPlayerAction to $lastAction>> /*stores player's action from previous turn for reference */ <<set $lastAction to "weak">> <<append "#digestion">> <<include "preyMessageCheck">> <</append>> <<include "preyTurnCalc">> <<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<SidebarText>><</replace>> <<if ($health > 0) and ($stamina > 0)>><<replace "#actionReminder">><<PreyActionReminder>><</replace>><</if>> <</button>> <<button "Struggle">> <<set $stamina -= Math.round(10 * _staminaMod)>> <<set $predHealth -= Math.clamp(Math.round((random(5,7) - $predDefense - $sceneDefense + $strength) * _playerDifficultyMod), 0, $predSS)>> <<set $struggleDisplay to "normal">> <<set $lastPlayerAction to $lastAction>> <<set $lastAction to "normal">> <<append "#digestion">> <<include "preyMessageCheck">> <</append>> <<include "preyTurnCalc">> <<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<SidebarText>><</replace>> <<if ($health > 0) and ($stamina > 0)>><<replace "#actionReminder">><<PreyActionReminder>><</replace>><</if>> <</button>> <<button "Struggle Aggressively">> <<set $stamina -= Math.round(24 * _staminaMod)>> <<set $predHealth -= Math.clamp(Math.round((random(10,12) - Math.round(($predDefense + $sceneDefense) * 0.75) + (2 * $strength)) * _playerDifficultyMod), 0, $predSS)>> <<set $struggleDisplay to "strong">> <<set $lastPlayerAction to $lastAction>> <<set $lastAction to "strong">> <<append "#digestion">> <<include "preyMessageCheck">> <</append>> <<include "preyTurnCalc">> <<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<SidebarText>><</replace>> <<if ($health > 0) and ($stamina > 0)>><<replace "#actionReminder">><<PreyActionReminder>><</replace>><</if>> <</button>> <<button "Brace Yourself">> <<set $stamina -= Math.round(10 * _staminaMod)>> <<set $braced to true>> <<set $struggleDisplay to "brace">> <<set $lastPlayerAction to $lastAction>> <<set $lastAction to "brace">> <<append "#digestion">> <<include "preyMessageCheck">> <</append>> <<include "preyTurnCalc">> <<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<SidebarText>><</replace>> <<if ($health > 0) and ($stamina > 0)>><<replace "#actionReminder">><<PreyActionReminder>><</replace>><</if>> <</button>> <<if $resilience > 2>> <<button "Probe">> <<set $stamina -= Math.round(8 * _staminaMod)>> <<set $probed to true>> <<set $struggleDisplay to "probe">> <<set $lastPlayerAction to $lastAction>> <<set $lastAction to "probe">> <<append "#digestion">> <<include "preyMessageCheck">> <</append>> <<include "preyTurnCalc">> <<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<SidebarText>><</replace>> <<if ($health > 0) and ($stamina > 0)>><<replace "#actionReminder">><<PreyActionReminder>><</replace>><</if>> <</button>> <</if>> <<if $resilience > 4>> <<button "Soothe">> <<set $stamina -= Math.round(12 * _staminaMod)>> <<set $predAttack -= Math.round((2 + Math.floor($resilience/3)) * _playerDifficultyMod)>> <<if $predAction is "massage">> <<set $predAttack -= 2>> <</if>> <<set $struggleDisplay to "soothe">> <<set $lastPlayerAction to $lastAction>> <<set $lastAction to "soothe">> <<append "#digestion">> <<include "preyMessageCheck">> <</append>> <<include "preyTurnCalc">> <<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<SidebarText>><</replace>> <<if ($health > 0) and ($stamina > 0)>><<replace "#actionReminder">><<PreyActionReminder>><</replace>><</if>> <</button>> <</if>> <<button "Rest">> <<if $predAction is "massage">> <<set _restStamina to ($staminaMax * 0.2)>> <<elseif $predAction is "taunt">> <<set _restStamina to ($staminaMax * 0.06)>> <<else>> <<set _restStamina to ($staminaMax * 0.1)>> <</if>> <<set $stamina to Math.clamp($stamina + Math.round(_restStamina * ((1 - _staminaMod)+1)), 0, $staminaMax)>> <<set $struggleDisplay to "rest">> <<set $lastAction to "rest">> <<append "#digestion">> <<include "preyMessageCheck">> <</append>> <<include "preyTurnCalc">> <<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<SidebarText>><</replace>> <<if ($health > 0) and ($stamina > 0)>><<replace "#actionReminder">><<PreyActionReminder>><</replace>><</if>> <</button>> <<button "Give It All You've Got">> <<if $difficulty is "easy">> <<set $predHealth to -1>> <<else>> <<set $predHealth -= Math.min(Math.round(($stamina/2) * _playerDifficultyMod), 50)>> <</if>> <<set $stamina to -1>> <<set $struggleDisplay to "all out">> <<set $lastPlayerAction to $lastAction>> <<set $lastAction to "all out">> <<append "#digestion">> <<include "preyMessageCheck">> <</append>> <<include "preyTurnCalc">> <<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<SidebarText>><</replace>> <<if ($health > 0) and ($stamina > 0)>><<replace "#actionReminder">><<PreyActionReminder>><</replace>><</if>> <</button>> <<if $difficulty is "easy">> @@color:grey;''[God Mode Options]''@@ <<button "Restore Health (+25%)">> <<set $health to Math.clamp($health + Math.round($healthMax/4), 0, $healthMax)>> <<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<SidebarText>><</replace>> <</button>> <<button "Click here to die instantly">> <<set $health to -1>> <<set $struggleDisplay to "rest">> <<set $lastAction to "rest">> <<append "#digestion">> <<include "preyMessageCheck">> <</append>> <<include "preyTurnCalc">> <<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<SidebarText>><</replace>> <</button>> <</if>> <<done>> <<if ($stamina - Math.round(24 * _staminaMod)) <= 0>>  <<addclass "#strongStruggle" "deadly">> <</if>> <<if ($stamina - Math.round(10 * _staminaMod)) <= 0>> <<addclass "#normalStruggle" "deadly">> <</if>> <<if ($stamina - Math.round(4 * _staminaMod)) <= 0>> <<addclass "#weakStruggle" "deadly">> <</if>> <<if ($stamina - Math.round(10 * _staminaMod)) <= 0>> <<addclass "#braceStruggle" "deadly">> <</if>> <<if $noWeakStruggle>> <<addclass "#weakStruggle" "hide">> <</if>> <<if $noNormalStruggle>> <<addclass "#normalStruggle" "hide">> <</if>> <<if $noStrongStruggle>> <<addclass "#strongStruggle" "hide">> <</if>> <<if $noBrace>> <<addclass "#braceStruggle" "hide">> <</if>> <<if $noAllOut>> <<addclass "#allOutStruggle" "hide">> <</if>> <<if $showNumbers>> <<set _label to Math.round(4 * _staminaMod)>> <<replace "#weakStruggle button.macro-button">>Struggle Weakly (-_label)<</replace>> <<set _label to Math.round(10 * _staminaMod)>> <<replace "#normalStruggle button.macro-button">>Struggle (-_label)<</replace>> <<set _label to Math.round(24 * _staminaMod)>> <<replace "#strongStruggle button.macro-button">>Struggle Aggressively (-_label)<</replace>> <<set _label to Math.round(10 * _staminaMod)>> <<replace "#braceStruggle button.macro-button">>Brace Yourself (-_label)<</replace>> <</if>> <<if $resilience > 2>> <<if ($stamina - Math.round(8 * _staminaMod)) <= 0>> <<addclass "#probeStruggle" "deadly">> <</if>> <<if $noProbe>> <<addclass "#probeStruggle" "hide">> <</if>> <<if $showNumbers>> <<set _label to Math.round(8 * _staminaMod)>> <<replace "#probeStruggle button.macro-button">>Probe (-_label)<</replace>> <</if>> <</if>> <<if $resilience > 4>> <<if ($stamina - Math.round(12 * _staminaMod)) <= 0>> <<addclass "#sootheStruggle" "deadly">> <</if>> <<if $noSoothe>> <<addclass "#sootheStruggle" "hide">> <</if>> <<if $showNumbers>> <<set _label to Math.round(12 * _staminaMod)>> <<replace "#sootheStruggle button.macro-button">>Soothe (-_label)<</replace>> <</if>> <</if>> <</done>>

<<set _predActionIntensity to 1>> /* reset action intensity to default */ <<if $predHealth <= 0>>  <<goto $sceneNextLink>> <<else>> <<if ($predHealth <= 5) and (($predSS * .25) > 10)>>  <<set $struggleDisplay to "progress">> <<set $progress to 4>> <<include "preyMessageCheck">> <<elseif ($predHealth <= ($predSS * .25)) and ($progress < 3)>> <<set $struggleDisplay to "progress">> <<set $progress to 3>> <<include "preyMessageCheck">> <<elseif ($predHealth <= ($predSS * .5)) and ($progress < 2)>> <<set $struggleDisplay to "progress">> <<set $progress to 2>> <<include "preyMessageCheck">> <<elseif ($predHealth <= ($predSS * .75)) and ($progress < 1)>> <<set $struggleDisplay to "progress">> <<set $progress to 1>> <<include "preyMessageCheck">> <</if>> <<if $stamina <= 0>>  <<replace "#actions">><</replace>> <<replace "#actionReminder">><</replace>> <<include $sceneDigestionLink>> <<else>> <<if $stamina is $staminaMax>> <<set $struggleDisplay to "well rested">> <<include "preyMessageCheck">> <</if>> <<if !$usingAntacid>> /* skips damage if the scene was set to be non-hostile */ <<if $acidStage > 0>> <<if $acidStage > 2>> <<set $health -= 5>> <<elseif $acidStage is 2>> <<set $health -= 3>> <<else>> <<set $health -= 1>> <</if>> <</if>> /* player takes damage based on the current acid level every turn */ <<if _incomingDamage > 0>> /* if the pred took an aggressive action, apply damage to player */ <<set _incomingDamage += ($predAttack + $sceneAttack)>> <<if $braced>> <<set _incomingDamage to Math.clamp(_incomingDamage - (5 + $strength + $resilience), 0, _incomingDamage)>> /* reduce power of pred's attack if player braced this turn */ <<set $braced to false>> <</if>> <<set $health -= Math.round(_incomingDamage * _predDifficultyMod)>> <</if>> <</if>> <<set _incomingDamage to 0>> <<if $predAttack != 0>> /* predAttack buff/debuff decays back toward 0 each turn */ <<if $predAttack < -10>> <<set $predAttack to -10>> <<elseif $predAttack < 0>> <<set $predAttack += 1>> <<elseif $predAttack > 10>> <<set $predAttack to 10>> <<elseif $predAttack > 0>> <<set $predAttack -= 1>> <</if>> <</if>> <<if $health <= 0>>  <<replace "#actions">><</replace>> <<replace "#actionReminder">><</replace>> <<include $sceneDigestionLink>> <<else>> <<if ($health <= 5) && (($healthMax * .25) > 9)>> <<set $struggleDisplay to "critical">> <<set $healthThreshold to 1>> <<include "preyMessageCheck">> <<elseif ($health <= ($healthMax * .25)) and ($healthThreshold > 1)>> /* triggers a message to inform the player if they passed a health threshold this turn */ <<set $struggleDisplay to "damaged">> <<set $healthThreshold to 1>> <<include "preyMessageCheck">> <<elseif ($health <= ($healthMax * .5)) and ($healthThreshold > 2)>> <<set $struggleDisplay to "damaged">> <<set $healthThreshold to 2>> <<include "preyMessageCheck">> <<elseif ($health <= ($healthMax * .75)) and ($healthThreshold > 3)>> <<set $struggleDisplay to "damaged">> <<set $healthThreshold to 3>> <<include "preyMessageCheck">> <</if>> <<set $turn += 1>>  <<set _staminaMod to (1 + ($resilience*-0.05) + ($turn*0.03))>> /* set the stamina modified for this turn based on player resilience and current turn */ <<if $probed>> <<set $predDefense to (-5 - $strength)>> <<set $probed to false>> <<else>> <<set $predDefense to 0>> <</if>> <<if (($turn % 3) is 0) and ($acidStage < 3)>> /* acid level rises every three turns up until it reaches a value of 3 */ <<set $acidStage += 1>> <<if $acidStage is 1>> <<addclass "body" "acid1">> <<elseif ($acidStage is 2) and !$usingAntacid>> <<removeclass "body" "acid1">> <<addclass "body" "acid2">> <<elseif !$usingAntacid>> <<removeclass "body" "acid1">> <<removeclass "body" "acid2">> <<addclass "body" "acid3">> <</if>> <<include $sceneDigestionLink>> <</if>> <<if $health > 0>> <<include $sceneActionsLink>> /* pred takes an action */ <</if>> <<if $sceneHasExtra>> <<include $sceneExtraLink>> /* used in the event that arbitrary messages separate from any gameplay factors are needed, since that wasn't baked in functionality like in pred scenes */ <</if>> <<if ($stamina - Math.round(24 * _staminaMod)) <= 0>>  <<addclass "#strongStruggle" "deadly">> <<else>> <<removeclass "#strongStruggle" "deadly">> <</if>> <<if ($stamina - Math.round(10 * _staminaMod)) <= 0>> <<addclass "#normalStruggle" "deadly">> <<else>> <<removeclass "#normalStruggle" "deadly">> <</if>> <<if ($stamina - Math.round(4 * _staminaMod)) <= 0>> <<addclass "#weakStruggle" "deadly">> <<else>> <<removeclass "#weakStruggle" "deadly">> <</if>> <<if ($stamina - Math.round(10 * _staminaMod)) <= 0>> <<addclass "#braceStruggle" "deadly">> <<else>> <<removeclass "#braceStruggle" "deadly">> <</if>> <<if $showNumbers>> <<set _label to Math.round(4 * _staminaMod)>> <<replace "#weakStruggle button.macro-button">>Struggle Weakly (-_label)<</replace>> <<set _label to Math.round(10 * _staminaMod)>> <<replace "#normalStruggle button.macro-button">>Struggle (-_label)<</replace>> <<set _label to Math.round(24 * _staminaMod)>> <<replace "#strongStruggle button.macro-button">>Struggle Aggressively (-_label)<</replace>> <<set _label to Math.round(10 * _staminaMod)>> <<replace "#braceStruggle button.macro-button">>Brace Yourself (-_label)<</replace>> <</if>> <<if $resilience > 2>> <<if ($stamina - Math.round(8 * _staminaMod)) <= 0>> <<addclass "#probeStruggle" "deadly">> <<else>> <<removeclass "#probeStruggle" "deadly">> <</if>> <<if $showNumbers>> <<set _label to Math.round(8 * _staminaMod)>> <<replace "#probeStruggle button.macro-button">>Probe (-_label)<</replace>> <</if>> <</if>> <<if $resilience > 4>> <<if ($stamina - Math.round(12 * _staminaMod)) <= 0>> <<addclass "#sootheStruggle" "deadly">> <<else>> <<removeclass "#sootheStruggle" "deadly">> <</if>> <<if $noSoothe>> <<addclass "#sootheStruggle" "hide">> <</if>> <<if $showNumbers>> <<set _label to Math.round(12 * _staminaMod)>> <<replace "#sootheStruggle button.macro-button">>Soothe (-_label)<</replace>> <</if>> <</if>> <</if>> <</if>> <</if>> <<if $difficulty is "easy">> <<set $stamina to 9999>> <</if>>

<<set _roll to random(1,3)>> <<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "weak">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> You shift your weight around a little, hoping the movement will be enough to upset her stomach. The wall to your left twitches and a few odd grumbling sounds rise through the air. It's something. <<elseif _roll is 2>> Taking a slow, tactical approach, you start to shift your weight around and push out against the flesh wrapped around you with weak but sudden strikes. The occasional groan or grumble from $predName's stomach in time with your blows tells you it must be having at least a little impact. <<else>> You push out against the stomach walls, putting some force behind your movements but pacing yourself to conserve energy. $predName lets out a small grunt in response, so you must be having some effect. <</if>> <</append>> <<case "normal">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> You lash out against the stomach walls, flailing your arms with all the strength you can manage in the tight confines. As you pummel the flesh around you, the stomach starts to groan in protest and $predName lets out a pained grunt. <<elseif _roll is 2>> You give a harsh kick forward, then throw your weight to the right, lashing out against the slick walls that surround you. You continue to shift your focus around, trying to prevent $predName from getting used to the sensation. A groan of protest rumbles through the air, her stomach disapproving of the erratic movement. <<else>> You start to shift your weight from side to side, trying to upset $predName's gut by making the whole chamber sway and shake around you. A very distressed groan rises through the air around you in response. <</if>> <</append>> <<case "strong">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> With a yell of defiance, you thrash wildly against the stomach walls, not holding back in your desperation to be free. The chamber groans ominously and tenses up around you, growing tighter until you can no longer keep up the onslaught. Just as it seems like the pressure might be enough to push you out, they slowly relax again, still grumbling in annoyance. <<elseif _roll is 2>> Desperate to break free, you start to kick and shove against the slick flesh that surround you with all the strength you can muster, dangerously stretching the churning walls in your attempts to pummel them into submission. A groan rumbles through the chamber and you're pretty sure you even hear $predName let out a grunt as you thrash in protest of your fate. <<else>> You rage against the walls of $predName's stomach with all the strength you can muster, striking out at the stomach walls erratically. A loud groan tears through the organ, protesting the punishment it's become subject to. The walls tremble around you for a moment, and you hear $predName grunt. <</if>> <</append>> <<case "all out">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> Refusing to be made into a meal, you take a deep breath, then unleash a furious assault on the stomach walls. You thrash and push and squirm, throwing your weight around recklessly with all the force you can muster, not holding any ounce of your strength back. $predName's stomach starts to writhe and groan around you, unhappy at the sudden activity of its contents. You keep fighting, pushing and kicking until your limbs refuse to listen anymore. A giant belch escapes $predName's lips and you feel her clutch her belly defensively. But... that's it. Somehow, even after you gave it everything you had, she's still holding you down. <<else>> With a roar of defiance, you rage against the walls around you with all the strength you can muster. You kick and shove with reckless abandon, flailing your arms and legs around like you were a toddler throwing a tantrum. The stomach walls start to quake and groan in protest of your relentless assault. Feeling your energy quickly draining, you muster one last powerful push, shoving your limbs out as far as you can and holding them there until the pressure is too much and they're forced back into position. You go limp, breathing heavily. You hear $predName let out a sigh of relief. Somehow, all that still wasn't enough. <</if>> <</append>> <<case "brace">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> With the pressure of the walls squeezing tight against you, you focus your efforts on holding them at bay. You brace your arms and legs, locking your body into a position that gives you a little bit of breathing room. Hopefully, you'll stave off the onslaught of her insides for at least a little longer. <<elseif _roll is 2>> Hoping to give yourself a bit of reprieve from the overwhelming efforts of $predName's stomach, you do your best to work yourself into a defensive position, curling up with your arms and legs braced to hold the walls at bay. <<else>> You push out with your arms and legs to give the rest of your body some release from the constricting walls, hoping to buy yourself some more time. <</if>> <</append>> <<case "rest">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> You take a deep breath and try to relax, putting the danger of your current situation out of your mind. <<if $predAction is "taunt">>However, the churning and growling of the stomach around you is too disruptive and you barely get any semblance of rest. You feel $predName run a taunting hand along her belly, happy to be causing problems for her meal.<<else>>Cautiously, you allow yourself to ease back into the shifting walls. When you aren't fighting against them, it's almost comforting, like a full body massage.<<if $predAction is "massage">> With the added relaxation of the //actual// massage $predName's belly is getting, you have to consciously stop yourself from losing focus for too long, but you feel much more energized than you did before.<</if>><</if>> <<elseif _roll is 2>> Hoping to regain some of your strength, you let yourself go limp, leaning back into the slimy flesh of her stomach. You try to relax as the stomach's efforts rock your body. <<if $predAction is "taunt">>Unfortunately, in such a dire situation you can't seem to get even remotely comfortable, unable to get much rest at all as you keep fidgeting against the pressure of the walls and $predName's incessant taunting and teasing.<<else>>Tuning out the groaning and grumbling around you, you slip into a sort of meditative state for a couple minutes, <<if $predAction is "massage">>not only feeling refreshed, but energized, when you bring your focus back to the danger at hand thanks to the secondhand massage coming through $predName's belly.<<else>>feeling refreshed when you bring your focus back to the danger at hand.<</if>><</if>> <<else>> You attempt to rest and regain some of your strength, leaning back into the slick flesh of $predName's stomach and letting yourself go limp. <<if $predAction is "taunt">>Unfortunately, the frequent disruptions and frustration from $predName's taunting are too distracting and you aren't able to manage much rest at all.<<else>>You try to relax as the stomach's efforts rock your body. <<if $predAction is "massage">>The massage $predName's belly is being treated to bleeds through to you, leaving you almost worryingly comfortable as you rest and regain some of your strength.<<elseif $acidStage < 2>>When you let yourself forget the circumstances, it actually feels somewhat nice.<<else>>When you tune out the bubbling and sloshing of the acids around you, it actually almost feels nice.<</if>><</if>> <</if>> <</append>> <<case "probe">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> You decide to bide your time and take a more tactical approach, slowly running your hands along the walls to get a better sense of your situation, probing for signs of tender or more vulnerable areas. <<elseif _roll is 2>> You start to gently poke and prod at the flesh around you, intentionally not putting much strength behind any of your movements yet. You pay close attention to how the walls react, taking note of the more sensitive spots for when you're ready to struggle in earnest. <<else>> Hoping that she'll let her guard down if you seem inactive, you start to gently probe at the walls around you instead of struggling. You're careful to put just enough pressure to give you a sense of where $predName is most vulnerable, preparing to make a harder push soon. <</if>> <</append>> <<case "soothe">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> You start to gently run your hands along the stomach walls, applying pressure in soothing circular patterns. Rather than making a push to escape, your aim is to calm her stomach down to buy yourself some more time. <<if $predAction is "massage">>With your massage complimenting the one coming from the outside, you can practically feel $predName's stomach relax around you.<<else>>An appreciative groan gently rumbles through the chamber, which you take as a good sign.<</if>> <<elseif _roll is 2>> Hoping to buy yourself a bit more time, you start to massage the flesh around you rather than struggling. <<if $predAction is "massage">>Your efforts combine with the massage $predName's belly is getting from the outside, and soon the aggressive tension in the walls surrounding you practically melts away.<<else>>As you rub and knead at the walls, you can feel the chamber start to relax and loosen just a little--it seems to be working.<</if>> <<else>> In an effort to try to calm the raging walls grinding against you, you start to push out against them with a more gentle, soothing pressure. <<if $predAction is "massage">>Feeling the massage $predName's belly is getting from the outside, you aim to match the movements from the inside to amplify the effect.<<else>>Rather than struggle, you try to massage the flesh around you as best you can.<</if>> You can faintly hear $predName sigh and her stomach seems to relax a little from the pleasant sensation. <</if>> <</append>> <<case "damaged">> <<if $healthThreshold is 3>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> $predName's stomach squeezes and shifts around you, pressing painfully tight against your body at times. <<elseif _roll is 2>> You grunt as the stomach wall ripple around you, starting to feel an uncomfortable burning sensation spreading across your exposed skin. <<else>> You wince as the tingling sensation that's been spreading across all of your exposed skin starts to intensify, creating occasional quick pricks of sharp pain. <</if>> @@color:red;You can feel the digestive process starting to affect you.@@ <</append>> <<elseif $healthThreshold is 2>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> Your skin tingles and burns from the efforts of $predName's stomach, her acids starting to dig into you. The walls around you groan, reminding you that it's only going to get worse the longer you stay in here. <<elseif _roll is 2>> $predName's acids are really starting to eat away at your skin, causing a painful burning sensation all over your body. Between the rancid air and the constant struggling, you're starting to feel lightheaded as well. <<else>> You can feel your skin starting to sting in some places as $predName's stomach acids go to work. The sweltering heat of her stomach is unbearable, all kinds of groaning and rumbling echoing out around you as her gut eagerly works to break you down. <</if>> @@color:red;You aren't sure how much longer you can last.@@ <</append>> <<elseif $healthThreshold is 1>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> The stomach walls rage against you, squeezing every inch of your body and wearing down your strength. The acrid fumes filling the chamber are starting to make it hard to focus, and your movements are turning sluggish. <<elseif _roll is 2>> You cough, catching a particularly bad mouthful of the acrid air as you breathe in. Then you wince, the acids starting to really sting against your skin in the places where you haven't yet gone numb. The liquid around you churns and splashes relentlessly, showing no mercy for your struggle. Your head is starting to feel hazy. <<else>> The churning and boiling of her stomach is starting to have a major effect on you, most of your body feeling numb at this point after enduring the sting of acid for so long. You can feel yourself starting to grow weary and lightheaded. <</if>> @@color:red;If you don't get out soon...@@ <</append>> <<else>> <</if>> <<case "critical">> <<append "#digestion">> @@color:red;You're barely holding on, you need to act now if you don't want to be $predName's food!@@ <</append>> <<case "well rested">> <<append "#digestion">> @@color:lime;You feel well rested and energized--it's time to fight!@@ <</append>> <<case "progress">> <<if $progress is 1>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> The walls of $predName's stomach twitch and groan around you, starting to feel strained as you shift against them. <<elseif _roll is 2>> A sour groan rumbles through the flesh surrounding you, followed by a subtle twitch pushing in on you. You feel $predName gently rub a hand against her gut from the outside in response. <<else>> A strange spasm cuts through the stomach walls, accompanied by a low growl. $predName lets out a small grunt and grabs her belly for a moment in response. <</if>> @@color:yellowgreen;You're starting to wear her down!@@ <</append>> <<elseif $progress is 2>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> $predName's stomach growls around you, the walls briefly quivering against you, complaining about the activity. Then they squeeze you tight for a moment, like $predName is trying to remind you who's in charge. @@color:chartreuse;You're wearing her down, keep pushing!@@ <<elseif _roll is 2>> $predName grunts and clutches her belly, the walls tensing up around you. Her slick flesh quivers a few times, lightly squeezing in with erratic pressure, then returns to normal. She sighs and you feel her hands shifting around, gently soothing her gut for a few seconds. @@color:chartreuse;You're wearing her down, keep pushing!@@ <<else>> A rush of air heads up $predName's throat as her stomach shudders around you. A few more burps follow, your efforts clearly starting to cause some real trouble. @@color:chartreuse;You're wearing her down, keep pushing!@@ <</if>> <</append>> <<elseif $progress is 3>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> $predName clutches her gut and the walls close in tight around you for a few seconds. Even when they relax again, they seem to almost be trembling against your efforts. @@color:lime;Keep it up, she can't hold out much longer!@@ <<elseif _roll is 2>> The walls shudder around you as $predName's stomach groans in distress. One more good blow seems to hit just the right spot and the chamber clamps down on you, slick flesh crashing in from all angles. Waves of even more intense pressure wash through the walls from bottom to top as her weakened stomach attempts to reject you... but before any of you is able to make it up her throat, $predName manages to calm her body down. The walls relax and you hear her sigh, a soft pressure rubbing in on you as she soothes her gut with her hands. @@color:lime;Keep it up, she can't hold out much longer!@@ <<else>> A loud groan rings out from the walls of your prison, complaining about the punishment it's been shown. The flesh rubbing against you feels like it's more strained than before, as if it's trying to brace itself against you. @@color:lime;Keep it up, she can't hold out much longer!@@ <</if>> <</append>> <<elseif $progress is 4>> <<append "#digestion">> The stomach walls are trembling and shuddering around you, all manner of gastric noises filling the air. @@color:lime;''This is it, just one more push!''@@ <</append>> <</if>> <</switch>>

<<set _roll to random(1,2)>> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<switch $predAction>> <<case "massage">> <<set _roll to random(1,3)>> /*more possible messages here than others, at least for now*/ <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> You feel two hands start to rub against you from the outside, $predName gently massaging her belly to soothe it. She hums softly as she works the slimy walls against your skin, impeding your movement a bit. <<elseif _roll is 2>> A light pressure starts to shift through the walls as $predName massages her belly, and by extension you. Her efforts are minimal, but you can feel the stomach walls relax and seem to grow a bit tougher. You can't help feeling a little relaxed yourself as her hands work over you. <<else>> Two different points of pressure start to push in on you, gently moving around with purpose as $predName massages her belly. She works her hands in deep, the slimy walls pressing in on you and disrupting your own efforts. <</if>> <</append>> <<case "knead">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> You wince as $predName firmly smacks her gut with both hands. Rather than pulling away and leaving it at that, she starts to gradually shift them around the surface of her belly, pushing in hard enough to grind the acid slick walls against you. The added pressure is a bit disorienting, and you can feel your skin tingling from the intensified exposure. <<else>> $predName starts to roughly push in with her hands, kneading at her belly to help further grind the slick walls against you. The aggressive massage is disruptive enough to make it hard to focus, and you can immediately tell that it's helping to give you a more thorough coating of her acid. An appreciative groan rumbles through the flesh around you. <</if>> <</append>> <<case "crush">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> You feel $predName reach her arms around to hug her belly. Then, she pushes in //hard//, gripping you so tight it knocks the wind out of you and forces a burp out of her. She keeps up the crushing pressure, making it almost impossible to move as her stomach eagerly accepts the aid. <<else>> $predName takes a deep breath, and before you can react the walls of her stomach crush in tight around you. She's squeezing her stomach muscles as hard as she can, keeping you locked in place. The pressure alone is painful, but you can feel that her acids are eager to take advantage of the situation. <</if>> <</append>> <<case "squeeze">> <<set _roll to random(1,3)>> /*more possible messages here than others, at least for now*/ <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> The walls close in as you feel something grip you from the outside, restricting your movement. $predName playfully squeezes tighter a few times, giggling. Her stomach growls and seems to get more aggressive with you locked in by her arms. <<elseif _roll is 2>> You feel $predName rest her hands on either side of her belly. Then, without warning, she pushes in on you, squeezing you tight from either side. You become more acutely aware of the acidic walls grinding against you with the extra pressure, and it's difficult to move your arms. <<else>> $predName slowly slides her hands along the surface of her belly, a gentle pressure running along your body from the outside. You notice too late that she's actually wrapping her arms around you. She squeezes in on her belly, putting you in a tight, uncomfortable position<<if $acidStage > 0>> and causing her acids to splash up higher around you<</if>>. <</if>> <</append>> <<case "distracted">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> There's a notable silence from $predName--she doesn't seem to be paying any attention to you. <<else>> The walls around you seem to subtly loosen and relax a little, their efforts not quite as intense as before. You get the feeling $predName isn't paying you any attention at the moment. <</if>> <</append>> <<case "pleasure">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> The chamber suddenly starts to shift and twitch in odd ways, some motion you can't quite make out rubbing against you from the outside. $predName inhales sharply, then moans. Her insides have grown a bit chaotic, but the stomach walls are starting to feel less sturdy. <<else>> The stomach squeezes you tight for a moment, then releases. Then it happens again, even tighter this time, accompanied by a gasp from $predName. You can feel her breathing starting to grow heavy and short. The irregular pressure has intensified the efforts of her stomach, but the flesh surrounding you feels tender. <</if>> <</append>> <<case "taunt">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> The stomach walls grip you tight for a moment. Then they relax, only to squeeze you again a moment later. $predName rolls her stomach muscles like this a few more times, then laughs and pats the bulge of your head. Her stomach lets out a strange groan, evidently not happy about the maneuver. <<else>> $predName grabs the bulge your arm is making in her belly and starts to shake it. You try to pull away, but she just finds another part of you to grip. Her assault continues until, abruptly, she squeezes her stomach muscles so tight you feel like you're being crushed. It only lasts for a brief moment, thankfully, pushing a loud, wet belch out of her mouth. She laughs, but her stomach grumbles and twitches, just as caught off guard as you were. <</if>> <</append>> <<case "tease">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> $predName suddenly pushes her hands into her belly from either side, squeezing the slick walls against you until the pressure sends a burp racing up her throat. A low whine travels through her stomach in annoyance from the intrusion. <<else>> Something jabs into your side through $predName's stomach. Just as you shift away, you're jabbed again from the other side. You hear $predName giggle as the assault continues, poking you all over your body. Her stomach groans, seemingly as annoyed as you are with her relentless prodding. <</if>> <</append>> <<case "prolong">>  <<case "focus">>  <<case "rest">>  <<case "shake">> <<if $acidStage is 3>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> You feel $predName grip her belly on either side. Suddenly, the chamber shakes vigorously and you're assaulted by the acids engulfing most of your body. With all the sloshing and bouncing, you're forced to hold your breath as even your head is forced under the tide. Eventually the chaos ends, and the stomach walls whine in protest at the sudden activity. <<else>> You feel an odd pressure as $predName moves her hands under her belly. Then she lifts it up, only to abruptly let go. She bounces it like this a few more times, sending the inside of her stomach into chaos. The roiling tide of acid washes up over your head, giving no part of your body release from the burning fluid until the assault finally ends. A whining sound cuts through the chamber, and it feels like the walls are a little more tender after all that movement. <</if>> <</append>> <<elseif $acidStage is 2>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> You feel $predName grip her belly on either side. Suddenly, the chamber shakes vigorously and the pool of acid you're sitting in goes crazy. The burning fluid splashes up and over you, completely drenching your body. Her stomach grumbles around you in response to the sudden activity. <<else>> You feel an odd pressure as $predName moves her hands under her belly. Then she lifts it up, only to abruptly let go. She bounces it like this a few more times, sending her acid filled stomach into chaos. The already dangerously high pool of acids is sent sloshing and splattering all over the chamber, completely drenching you. The stomach walls shudder around you a little when she's finally through, evidently not enjoying the extreme activity. <</if>> <</append>> <<elseif $acidStage is 1>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> You feel $predName grip her belly on either side. Suddenly, the chamber shakes vigorously and the built up acids splash up and around you, coating you with the digestive fluid. <<else>> You feel an odd pressure as $predName moves her hands under her belly. Then she lifts it up, only to abruptly let go. She bounces it like this a few more times, causing the pooling acids to splash and shift all over the place, coating you with her digestive fluids. <</if>> <</append>> <<else>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> You feel $predName grip her belly on either side. Suddenly, the chamber shakes vigorously and you're bounced around inside. It doesn't hurt, but you find yourself a bit disoriented. <<else>> You feel an odd pressure as $predName moves her hands under her belly. Then she lifts it up, only to abruptly let go. She bounces it like this a few more times, leaving you disoriented. <</if>> <</append>> <</if>> <<default>><</switch>> <<append "#digestion">> <</append>>

<<if $sceneHasDialogue>> <<include $sceneDialogueLink>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<if $health > 0>> <<append "#digestion">> <</append>> <</if>>

<<set $eatenBySam to true>><<set $predName to "Sam">><<set $predSS to 38>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "Sam Strikes_PreyStruggle">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "Sam Strikes(TEXT)">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "Sam Strikes_Actions">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Sam Strikes- Escape">><<if $samRel < 0>>"Awesome! I wish I brought my suit with me" you say enthusiastically, happy that she was so quick to be friendly with you. The dark haired girl, who you assume is Sam, had been looking at you from behind Anita, but she rolls her eyes at your response and leans back to a normal sitting position. "I know, me too! I didn't think the pool would be open this early. I guess we probably don't have that much time before we need to check in, but still" Anita says. "Hey, why don't we all get to know each other a bit better! What's your favorite color?"<<else>>"Good to know" you say, a little taken aback by how much information she's ready to give someone she just met, but interested to see how much you can get out of her. "Yeah right? I'm liking this little group we've got going, we can all help each other out! Let's get to know each other a bit better. What's your favorite color?" Anita chirps.<</if>> "Definitely purple for me," Sam says, taking her legs out of the pool and getting back to her feet. "I gotta check my phone real quick, left it in my shoe."<<set $samInfo9 to 1>> "Oh that's a good one! It's hard to choose just one, but I'd probably go with green. What about you $name?" Anita says. You're about to answer when out of the corner of your eye you notice a pair of sneakers laying right next to where Sam was sitting. If her shoes are right there then why..? You connect the dots too late as you're suddenly grabbed from behind and the wet warmth of Sam's mouth starts to envelop your head. You try your best to escape, but Sam has you held tight and nothing seems to halt her progress. Slowly but surely you sink deeper inside of her, your head squeezing into the tight embrace of her throat after only a few swallows. Sam's heartbeat is deafening in your ears, but you can make out the muffled sound of Anita screaming in surprise at the turn of events. Before long you've been swallowed up to your stomach, Sam's mouth pinning your arms to your side, freeing her hands that were previously restraining you. You feel your legs, kicking frantically in the water, get grabbed and hoisted up into the air. Placing her hands firmly on your ass, Sam greedily pushes the rest of your torso into her maw, then starts to slowly suck in your legs, seemingly savoring the taste. Inside, you find yourself slowly curling up into the tight chamber of her stomach. You feel her mouth close around your feet as your knees join you in the organ, sealing you off from the outside world. It only takes a few seconds more for it to be over--you've been swallowed! "//*UUUURP*// Ahhh, that really hit the spot" Sam says, gently patting your head through her stomach. "<<if $samRel < 0>>Sorry, $name, but I could already tell we weren't gonna get along. <</if>>Thanks for the meal, chump!" @@color:orange;You have been overpowered.@@ "Omigod really Sam? On the first day? She seemed kinda nice too..." Anita whimpers. "Oh come on, she was totally planning on eating you. I could tell the second she walked in," Sam says. "So you're welcome by the way." "Yeah, I guess you're probably right..." "No I wasn't! Anita, help me!" you cry out desperately, hoping you were loud enough for her to hear. You feel a slap on your right side, causing your prison to shake around. "Hey, quiet in there! Food doesn't talk," Sam scolds. "Oh Sam, can you please spit her back out? That sounded honest," you hear Anita plead. "Hell no." "Sorry, $name, but that was the best I could do! I hope it's not too painful for you" she says, sounding genuine in her concern. Sam lets out a burp in turn, not at all worried about your comfort.<<set $sceneAttack to 0>><<set $sceneDefense to 0>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "preyOptions">></div>

<<set _roll to random(1,20)>> <<if ($lastAction is "rest") and ($acidStage < 2)>> <<set $predAction to "squeeze">> <<set _predActionIntensity to 2>> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll > 10>> "Ugh, seriously? You're such a boring meal, I thought you'd be the less pathetic one here... Squirm a little!" Sam says. The slimy flesh surrounding you suddenly crashes inward. You're squeezed tight, Sam keeping her muscles clenched to maintain the painful pressure. It's difficult to move much at all. "Wait, what?" Anita says. "Uh, what were you saying about your brother?" Sam says hastily. <<else>> "Come on, I know you're not gone yet. I'm going to digest you, what are you just sitting around for!" Sam huffs. The walls crush in around you, Sam squeezing you hard. You can even feel her wrapping her arms around her belly. It's painfully tight, and the pressure makes it difficult to move. You grunt in frustration. "Got the message? Give me at least a little fight..." <</if>> <</append>> <<elseif ($acidStage > 1)>> <<if ($lastAction != "rest") and ($lastAction != "brace") and ($progress < 3)>> <<set $predAction to "taunt">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll > 10>> "//*URP*// Oh shit you're still alive in there? Sweet," Sam laughs. She shakes her belly a bit, sending acids sloshing around her stomach. After they settle, you notice that the walls seem more relaxed, like they're begging you to make a move. "Well, don't stop now," Sam adds, poking the bulge of your arm. <<else>> "Wow, your belly is really noisy Sam," you hear Anita say. A hand suddenly slaps against your side, jostling the inside of your prison. "Heh, yeah, she's still fighting in there so she keeps sloshing everything around. It's my favorite part," Sam says. Her hand slides gently up to your head, and you notice that the walls seem to loosen a bit around you. "What else you got, $name?" <</if>> <</append>> <<elseif _roll > 8>> <<set $predAction to "distracted">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll > 16>> "So Anita, why'd you decide to come to MVA?" Sam asks. She doesn't seem to be paying any attention to you, the hand she had on her belly motionless and resting in an odd position. "Oh, well that's a funny story actually!" Anita replies. While Anita drones on, you see an opportunity. <<elseif _roll > 12>> "When do you think we'll find out who our roommates are? Oh, what if //we're// roommates!" Anita says. "Hah, that would be a pretty crazy coincidence," Sam says. "You think you could keep up with me?" Her insides seem to slow a bit, a slow groan shaking through the walls. It seems like she's distracted by the conversation, you might be able to use that to your advantage. <<else>> <<set $predAction to "distracted">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <</if>> <</append>> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "massage">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <</if>> <<else>> <<if _roll > 10>> <<set $predAction to "distracted">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll > 17>> "So Anita, why'd you decide to come to MVA?" Sam asks. She doesn't seem to be paying any attention to you, the hand she had on her belly motionless and resting in an odd position. "Oh, well that's a funny story actually!" Anita replies. While Anita drones on, you see an opportunity. <<elseif _roll > 14>> "When do you think we'll find out who our roommates are? Oh, what if //we're// roommates!" Anita says. "Hah, that would be a pretty crazy coincidence," Sam says. "You think you could keep up with me?" Her insides seem to slow a bit, a slow groan shaking through the walls. It seems like she's distracted by the conversation, you might be able to use that to your advantage. <<else>> <<set $predAction to "distracted">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <</if>> <</append>> <<elseif _roll > 7>> <<set $predAction to "squeeze">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "massage">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <</if>> <</if>>

<<set $eatenByAnita to true>><<set $predName to "Anita">><<set $predSS to 28>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "Anita_PreyStruggle">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "Anita(TEXT)">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "Anita_Actions">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Anita- Sam's Turn">>Unable to pass up the opportunity, you lunge forward at the dark haired girl. She's the further away of the two, but you found her so much more appetizing. You try to grab her from behind before she can react, but she'd been watching you and jumped back, leaving you with only one of her arms in your grasp. "Oh in your dreams!" she shouts, using her free hand to try and break your grip. You think you can still maneuver yourself into a good position to get her down, but another set of hands grabs your shoulders and tears you off of her. "HEY! What the heck, $name!?" Anita cries, holding you in an odd, sitting embrace to keep your arms locked down. "You'd just try to eat someone on the first day like that? You don't even know us!" The other girl, fixing her hair from the brief struggle, gets to her feet and stands over you with her arms crossed. "I figured that was her plan from the second she walked in," she says in a bitter tone. Then she gets a wicked smile on her face. "Looks like you've got her in a good position, Anita, you should return the favor." "Oh really, uh, I don't know that I should... well I guess she did come in here just to..." she mutters, still holding your torso tight while she debates with herself. You pull your head back in surprise as something warm and wet slides up your cheek--she just licked you! "Mmm, alright yeah, you know what I think that's a good call Sam." "Here I'll hold down her legs, make sure she can't get away," the other girl says, still grinning. "Hey wait! C'mon don't--" you start to protest, but are cut off as your head plunges into Anita's mouth. Once she's moved down to your neck she repositions herself so that she can actually take you in, loosening her grip on your arms. You take the opportunity to try and pry her off of you, but you're barely free for a second before Sam shifts herself to hold you down better. She's straddling you, pushing her weight down on your thighs while she holds your arms at your side. Anita meanwhile, starts to swallow you down at a leisurely pace. Her tongue races over your exposed skin as she pulls you in only a few inches at a time. With the combined efforts of the two girls there's nothing you can do, slowly but surely sliding out from beneath Sam and into Anita's waiting maw. Before long you've curled up into her gut, sealed within the groaning walls. "//*urrp*// Oh my, excuse me!" Anita giggles, gently patting the top of your prison. "You were delicious $name! It's been a while since I've swallowed anyone, thanks for the help Sam!" You feel a different set of hands start to push at your body. "Of course, only seemed fair after you pulled her off me," Sam says. The walls of Anita's stomach start to shift and groan around you--the tables have completely turned, you're going to be digested! You need to get out of here!<<set $sceneAttack to 0>><<set $sceneDefense to 0>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "preyOptions">></div>

<<set _roll to random(1,20)>> <<if $acidStage > 2>> <<set $predAction to "massage">> <<set _predActionIntensity to 0>> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll > 10>> You feel Anita's hands frantically rubbing along your body, applying pressure for only a brief moment before jumping somewhere else, like she can't decide what the best approach for soothing her belly is. She's letting out little moans and whimpers between talking with Sam, clearly in a lot of distress at still having active prey. <<else>> You can feel Anita twitching occasionally, groaning from the indigestion you're causing. She starts to take deep breaths and you feel her very slowly running her hands along her belly in an attempt to soothe it. "$name, please..." she whimpers. "It's already too late, just let me be..." <</if>> <</append>> <<else>> <<if _roll > 14>> <<set $predAction to "squeeze">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll > 17>> Sam's wandering hands suddenly push in on you from either side, squeezing the stomach walls tight against you. "//*URP*// Ah! Goodness, give me a little warning!" Anita yelps. "Felt like she was getting pretty antsy in there, I just thought I'd help calm her down," Sam snickers. She keeps up the pressure, squishing Anita's belly to keep you held tight. <<else>> "Ah, Sam wait! Not so //*UUURRRRP*// ...hard," Anita cries, grasping her belly as Sam suddenly grips it tight. The stomach walls crush in on you, restricting your movement and squeezing the slick walls against you. "Yeah, could you ease up a bit," you grunt. "Ah relax, this'll keep her down, trust me~" Sam says. <</if>> <</append>> <<elseif _roll > 7>> <<set $predAction to "massage">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <<else>> <<if _roll > 3>> <<set $predAction to "distracted">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "When do you think we'll find out who our roommates are? Oh, what if //we're// roommates!" Anita says. "Hah, that would be a pretty crazy coincidence," Sam says. "You think you could keep up with me?" Anita's insides seem to slow a bit, a slow groan shaking through the walls. It seems like she's distracted by the conversation, you might be able to use that to your advantage. <</append>> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "distracted">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <</if>> <</if>> <</if>>

<<set _roll to random(1,3)>> <<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "normal">> <<if _roll > 1>> <<append "#digestion">> You thrash and squirm within the claustrophobic space of her belly, <<if $acidStage is 3>>encouraged by how much her and her stomach are complaining<<else>>desperately trying to upset the stomach walls<</if>>. Her stomach lets out a dull, drawn out groan and seems to twitch against you. "Ah! Please calm down in there, that hurts..." Anita <<if $acidStage < 3>>says, an extra hand that you assume is hers gently patting your head<<else>>groans.<</if>> <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<case "strong">> <<if ($turn is 0) or (_roll is 3)>> <<append "#digestion">> "COME ON, LET ME OUT!" you growl, pushing and kicking against the walls as hard as you can. Anita's stomach is particularly cramped and <<if $turn is 0>>the walls already feel tense without you doing anything<<else>>the flesh already felt tense before you'd even done anything<</if>>--you can tell she's inexperienced. A couple good, hard pushes should be all it takes to break free, and you're trying your hardest to give it. "Aagh! P-Please stop," Anita cries. The walls tense up around you for a moment and she jolts forward. "Spit me out and I will!" you say. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<case "damaged">> <<if $healthThreshold is 1>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <<append "#digestion">> "Heh, see? I knew you had it in you. She's practically melting already" Sam says, squeezing one of the bulges you're making in Anita's belly to taunt you. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<case "progress">> <<if $progress is 2>> <<append "#digestion">> "Oh gosh, I don't know if this was a good idea Sam..." Anita whimpers, clutching her belly<<if $acidStage < 3>> alongside Sam's wandering hands<</if>>. Her stomach growls and the walls shudder around you. "Why does she--//*urp*// excuse me!--have to fight so hard..." "Relax, your stomach can handle it," Sam says, sounding a little annoyed. <<if $acidStage < 3>>She starts to rub her hands in a bit harder.<</if>> @@color:chartreuse;You're wearing her down, keep pushing!@@ <</append>> <<elseif $progress is 3>> <<append "#digestion">> "//Ow!// I knew this was a bad idea," Anita groans. "But she tasted so //*urp*// good... Oh $name, why did you have to mess everything up!" "Yeah $name, everything would have gone so much better without you barging in..." Sam says. Anita doesn't seem to pick up on her intentions. Inside Anita's gut, you can tell her body is getting tired of you. The stomach walls are practically trembling at your touch, and you occasionally feel an odd push from below, like it's already debating whether or not to throw you up. @@color:lime;Keep it up, she can't hold out much longer!@@ <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<default>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</switch>>

<<silently>><<include "playerPreyEscape">><</silently>><<set $time to 9.25>><<include "TIME">><<set $eatenBySam to true>><<set $predName to "Sam">><<set $predSS to 32>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "Sam's Turn_PreyStruggle">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "Sam's Turn(TEXT)">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "Sam's Turn_Actions">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Sam's Turn- Escape Against All Odds">><<if $acidStage is 3>>"Noooo..!" Anita moans, clutching her belly. "I can't stop her..."<<else>>"Oh shoot..." Anita cries, clutching her belly. "She's really putting up a fight in there."<</if>> "C'mon, just hang in there," you hear Sam say. Encouraged by your apparent success, you keep up the heat. One kick downward hits just right and the walls clamp down around you hard, rhythmically pushing you upward. Your head is forced back up into the girl's esophagus, followed quickly by the rest of your body. "N-No..ugh," Anita sputters, doubled over on the ground. With a loud squelching sound your head suddenly sprouts out of her mouth, the rest of you rushing out behind it. Anita stays on the ground with her hands across her stomach, coughing and groaning in pain. <<if $turn < 3>>You're disoriented and covered in strange fluids, but otherwise fine.<<elseif $turn < 8>>You gasp for your first breath of fresh air, finally freed from your churning prison. Holes litter your outfit and your body is still coated with her slimy acids.<<else>>You're a few seconds away from losing consciousness, making your escape with no time to spare. You feel weak, your clothes melted away and boiling acid still stinging your skin.<</if>> Struggling onto your hands and knees, you start to try and stand, but something grabs hold of your hair. "Huh, guess I should have had you pegged as a fighter," Sam says. "But we're not done with you yet." You try to protest, but before you can say anything your head is engulfed. She doesn't waste any time, sliding her lips along your body as you race into her gut. After only a few seconds of freedom, you find yourself entombed by yet another stomach. "//*UURP*// Ugh, that was gross, she was still all slimy with your stomach acid. That taste's gonna be stuck in my mouth for a while," Sam says in disgust. You feel her slap her belly. "But at least she's taken care of--no way she's getting out of me too."<<set $sceneAttack to 2>><<set $sceneDefense to 0>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "preyOptions">></div>

<<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "weak">> <<case "normal">> <<case "strong">> <<case "all out">> <<case "brace">> <<case "rest">> <<case "probe">> <<case "soothe">> <<case "damaged">> <<case "progress">> <<default>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</switch>>

<<set _roll to random(1,20)>> <<if ($lastAction is "rest") and ($progress < 2)>> <<set $predAction to "taunt">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll > 13>> "You give up in there? Makes sense, I don't think I'd have the fight to break out a second time either," Sam laughs. "Don't make this too boring for me though." <<elseif _roll > 7>> "Is she... gone?" you hear Anita ask, her voice a little hoarse. "Nah, she's still //*urp*// kicking. Right $name?" Sam says, smacking your side through her belly. "I think you just took too much out of her. It's a little boring, honestly," she sighs. <<else>> "Oh come on, you've gotta still have //some// fight in you," Sam says. <</if>> <</append>> <<include "preyPredAction">> <<else>> <<if _roll > 16>> <<set $predAction to "crush">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <<elseif _roll > 10>> <<set $predAction to "shake">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "squeeze">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <</if>> <</if>>

<<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "rest">> <<if $predAction is "taunt">> <<append "#digestion">> You try to rest and regain some of your strength, but not long after you stop struggling Sam jabs a finger into your side through her belly. "Come on, where's that fight you showed Anita?" she says, prodding you again. She keeps going until you finally push back against her assault out of frustration. "Yeah, that's what I thought. Don't be lazy, keep squirming 'till you can't.~" <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<case "progress">> <<if $progress is 2>> <<append "#digestion">> One good kick hits just the right spot and you hear Sam gasp, followed by her stomach suddenly tightening around you. After a few seconds, the pressure fades back to normal. You can hear and feel Sam panting heavily. "Fuck, how the hell are you still going? I had to //eat vomit// to get you down there, no way in hell am I letting you back out," she says, slapping the side of her gut. "Oh my, if she's giving you trouble too..." you hear Anita whimper. @@color:chartreuse;You're wearing her down, keep pushing!@@ <</append>> <<elseif $progress is 3>> <<append "#digestion">> After one particularly hard push, the whole chamber spasms and crushes in tight around you. An intense pressure starts to heave you upward, but before anything comes of it the walls slowly relax again. A loud growl rips through the air. "No way," Sam grunts, clearly strained. "There's no way you //*Uuurp*// have it in you to get out of both of us..." @@color:lime;Keep it up, she can't hold out much longer!@@ <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<default>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</switch>>

<<set $escaped to "sam">><<set $time to 9.75>><<include "TIME">>Trapped in two different stomachs in such a short span of time, yet you're undeterred. You refuse to let it end like this, before you've even checked in to the school. You fight with everything you can muster, thrashing within Sam's gut and pushing out at the walls. Your efforts are rewarded and her stomach clamps down around you, deciding it's had enough of you. You can feel Sam clutching her belly, desperately trying to keep you down, but she's helpless to stop it as you start to get pushed back into her esophagus. "N-No w...way..." Sam grunts. "You can't-" Despite her best efforts to swallow you back down, your arms push back through the intense pressure of her throat and into her mouth. You pry her jaw open from the inside and she finally relents, letting her stomach rid itself of you. Your body rapidly pushes out of hers alongside a chorus of gross squelching and choking sounds. Unfortunately, because of her position you're thrown directly into the icy water of the pool. You resurface as quickly as you can, gasping for your first breath of fresh air in a long time. The sting of chlorine in your nose is almost pleasant compared to the gastric juices you'd been subjected to. <<if ($turn < 3) and ($outfitState != "damaged") and ($outfitState != "gone")>>Although, other than your clothes being drenched you're still somehow unscathed from the experience.<<elseif ($turn < 8) and ($outfitState != "gone")>>You can feel that your clothes are <<if $outfitState is "damaged">>still holding out despite the damage, but<<else>>in shambles, and<</if>> your skin stings in a few places from the chemicals of the pool flowing against raw patches where Sam's stomach acid had really dug in.<<elseif $outfitState != "gone">>You realize with some embarrassment that you're completely naked, other than your right sock that's still stubbornly hanging on.<</if>> You rush towards the side of the pool to get out and back onto your feet<<if ($turn > 7) or ($outfitState is "gone")>>, doing your best to shield your body from the two girls<</if>>. Next to you, Sam is lying on her back clutching her stomach, alternating between coughing fits and groans of discomfort. "Sam are you okay?" Anita cries out, crawling over to her. Evidently, she's still feeling the effects of your first escape. "Why couldn't you have just handled her..." Sam groans. "Hey! She got out of you t-//eep//!" Anita says, letting out a yelp as Sam grips her arm tight. <<if $turn < 8>>You don't stick around to find out what she has planned, grabbing your shoes and running out the door<<else>>Feeling embarrassed and vulnerable, you run out of the room as fast as you can, not sticking around to find out what she has planned<</if>>. <<Sam -2>><<set $samPrey.push({name: "Anita", status: "fodder", details: "after failing to eat you"})>> <<include "playerPreyEscape">>[[Hurry back to the square->September 1st- Arrival]]

<<set _roll to random(1,20)>> <<if $progress > 2>> <<set $predAction to "massage">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <<else>> <<if _roll > 15>> <<set $predAction to "squeeze">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> The custodian carries on her work with you bouncing around inside her, not giving you a moment to rest. She seems to stop for a brief moment, however, and you hear her grumble something under her breath. Soon your whole world starts to tilt as she leans forward. Something hard starts to press against your back, but she keeps pushing down, painfully squeezing your body between hers and what you assume is the floor. You're finding it hard to make any kind of resistance at all. "//*Urp*// Yer sure making this a pain in the arse..." Nora grunts. <</append>> <<elseif _roll > 10>> <<set $predAction to "shake">> <<set _predActionIntensity to 0>> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> You're constantly jostled and shifted around your prison as she continues her work, not paying any attention to you. Suddenly, the shaking becomes much more intense, disorienting you<<if $acidStage > 0>> and splashing acid all over the place<</if>>. You try to steady yourself, but you're helpless as she carries on with whatever has kicked up the chaos. <</append>> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "distracted">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <</if>> <</if>>

<<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "progress">> <<if $progress is 1>> <<append "#digestion">> "//*UURP*// Oy! Calm down in there, you're not going to get out and I'm trying to get work done!" your captor shouts down, smacking her stomach aggressively. @@color:yellowgreen;It feels like your resistance is working!@@ <</append>> <<elseif $progress is 3>> <<append "#digestion">> One good kick makes the walls rush inward and clamp down painfully hard, only for them to return to normal a moment later. You hear a gulp from above you, then a heavy exhale. The world lurches downward, then stays still. She isn't working around you anymore. "Ugh, what the hell!? I thought ya were a first-year! An //incoming// first-year at that! I've kept juniors down, how're ya puttin' up this much ofa' fight?" the woman growls, massaging her gut. @@color:lime;You've almost got her!@@ <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<default>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</switch>>

<<set $stomachHealth -= (5 * Math.max(0,($fullness - $capacity)))>><<set $turn to 0>><<set $acidStage to 0>><<set $progress to 0>><<set $preyHealth to $preyHealthMax>><<set _staminaMod to 1-($oralProficiency*0.05)>> <<set _incomingDamage to 0>><<set _block to 0>><<set _nextWeakened to 0>><<set _preyActionIntensity to 0>><<set _startFrustration to $preyFrustration>><<set _startExhaustion to $preyExhaustion>> <<if $interactiveDifficulty is 1>> <<set _playerDifficultyMod to 1.25>> <<set _preyDifficultyMod to 0.75>> <<elseif $interactiveDifficulty is 2>> <<set _playerDifficultyMod to 0.75>> <<set _preyDifficultyMod to 1.25>> <<else>> <<set _playerDifficultyMod to 1>> <<set _preyDifficultyMod to 1>> <</if>> <<if $fullness > $capacity>> <<set $preyWeakened to -(3 * Math.max(0,($fullness - $capacity)))>> <<set $preyVulnerable to -Math.max(0,($fullness - $capacity))>> <<set $capacityXP += 10>> <<elseif $fullness < ($capacity/2)>> <<set $preyWeakened to 3>> <</if>> <<button "Relax">> <<set $struggleDisplay to "relax">> <<set $lastPlayerAction to $lastAction>> /*stores player's action from previous turn for reference */ <<set $lastAction to "relax">> <<append "#digestion">> <<include "predMessageCheck">> <</append>> <<include "predTurnCalc">> <<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<SidebarText>><</replace>> <<if $preyHealth > 0>><<replace "#actionReminder">><<PredActionReminder>><</replace>><</if>> <</button>> <<button "Massage">> <<set $stamina -= Math.round(14 * _staminaMod)>> <<set $struggleDisplay to "massage">> <<set $lastPlayerAction to $lastAction>> <<set $lastAction to "massage">> <<append "#digestion">> <<include "predMessageCheck">> <</append>> <<include "predTurnCalc">> <<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<SidebarText>><</replace>> <<if $preyHealth > 0>><<replace "#actionReminder">><<PredActionReminder>><</replace>><</if>> <</button>> <<button "Squeeze">> <<if $fullness < ($capacity/2)>> <<set $stamina -= Math.round(8 * _staminaMod)>> <<else>> <<set $stamina -= Math.round(12 * _staminaMod)>> <</if>> <<set $struggleDisplay to "squeeze">> <<set $lastPlayerAction to $lastAction>> <<set $lastAction to "squeeze">> <<append "#digestion">> <<include "predMessageCheck">> <</append>> <<include "predTurnCalc">> <<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<SidebarText>><</replace>> <<if $preyHealth > 0>><<replace "#actionReminder">><<PredActionReminder>><</replace>><</if>> <</button>> <<button "Taunt">> <<set $struggleDisplay to "taunt">> <<set $lastPlayerAction to $lastAction>> <<set $lastAction to "taunt">> <<append "#digestion">> <<include "predMessageCheck">> <</append>> <<include "predTurnCalc">> <<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<SidebarText>><</replace>> <<if $preyHealth > 0>><<replace "#actionReminder">><<PredActionReminder>><</replace>><</if>> <</button>> <<button "Crush">> <<if $fullness < ($capacity/2)>> <<set $stamina -= Math.round(20 * _staminaMod)>> <<else>> <<set $stamina -= Math.round(28 * _staminaMod)>> <</if>> <<set $struggleDisplay to "crush">> <<set $lastPlayerAction to $lastAction>> <<set $lastAction to "crush">> <<append "#digestion">> <<include "predMessageCheck">> <</append>> <<include "predTurnCalc">> <<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<SidebarText>><</replace>> <<if $preyHealth > 0>><<replace "#actionReminder">><<PredActionReminder>><</replace>><</if>> <</button>> <<if $oralProficiency > 2>> <<button "Shake">> /*Shake stamina scales off how full you are*/ <<set $stamina -= Math.round((5 + Math.floor($fullness * 1.5)) * _staminaMod)>> <<set $struggleDisplay to "shake">> <<set $lastPlayerAction to $lastAction>> <<set $lastAction to "shake">> <<append "#digestion">> <<include "predMessageCheck">> <</append>> <<include "predTurnCalc">> <<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<SidebarText>><</replace>> <<if $preyHealth > 0>><<replace "#actionReminder">><<PredActionReminder>><</replace>><</if>> <</button>> <</if>> <<if $oralProficiency > 4>> <<button "Knead">> <<set $stamina -= Math.round(16 * _staminaMod)>> <<set $struggleDisplay to "knead">> <<set $lastPlayerAction to $lastAction>> <<set $lastAction to "knead">> <<append "#digestion">> <<include "predMessageCheck">> <</append>> <<include "predTurnCalc">> <<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<SidebarText>><</replace>> <<if $preyHealth > 0>><<replace "#actionReminder">><<PredActionReminder>><</replace>><</if>> <</button>> <</if>> <<if ($difficulty is "easy") and !$noGiveUp>> @@color:grey;''[God Mode Options]''@@ <<button "Give Up">> <<goto $sceneNextLink>> <</button>> <</if>> <<done>>  <<if $fullness < ($capacity/2)>> <<if ($stamina - Math.round(20 * _staminaMod)) <= 0>> <<addclass "#crush" "hide">> <</if>> <<if ($stamina - Math.round(8 * _staminaMod)) <= 0>> <<addclass "#squeeze" "hide">> <</if>> <<else>> <<if ($stamina - Math.round(28 * _staminaMod)) <= 0>> <<addclass "#crush" "hide">> <</if>> <<if ($stamina - Math.round(12 * _staminaMod)) <= 0>> <<addclass "#squeeze" "hide">> <</if>> <</if>> <<if ($stamina - Math.round(14 * _staminaMod)) <= 0>> <<addclass "#massage" "hide">> <</if>> <<if $noMassage>> <<addclass "#massage" "hide">> <</if>> <<if $noSqueeze>> <<addclass "#squeeze" "hide">> <</if>> <<if $noCrush or ($fullness > $capacity)>> <<addclass "#crush" "hide">> <</if>> <<if $noTaunt>> <<addclass "#taunt" "hide">> <</if>> <<if $showNumbers>> <<set _label to Math.round(14 * _staminaMod)>> <<replace "#massage button.macro-button">>Massage (-_label)<</replace>> <<if $fullness < ($capacity/2)>> <<set _label to Math.round(8 * _staminaMod)>> <<replace "#squeeze button.macro-button">>Squeeze (-_label)<</replace>> <<set _label to Math.round(20 * _staminaMod)>> <<replace "#crush button.macro-button">>Crush (-_label)<</replace>> <<else>> <<set _label to Math.round(12 * _staminaMod)>> <<replace "#squeeze button.macro-button">>Squeeze (-_label)<</replace>> <<set _label to Math.round(28 * _staminaMod)>> <<replace "#crush button.macro-button">>Crush (-_label)<</replace>> <</if>> <</if>> <<if $oralProficiency > 2>> <<if ($stamina - Math.round((5 + Math.floor(1.5*$fullness)) * _staminaMod)) <= 0>> <<addclass "#shake" "hide">> <</if>> <<if $noShake>> <<addclass "#shake" "hide">> <</if>> <<if $showNumbers>> <<set _label to Math.round(5 + Math.floor(1.5*$fullness))>> <<replace "#shake button.macro-button">>Shake (-_label)<</replace>> <</if>> <</if>> <<if $oralProficiency > 4>> <<if ($stamina - Math.round(16 * _staminaMod)) <= 0>> <<addclass "#knead" "hide">> <</if>> <<if $noKnead>> <<addclass "#knead" "hide">> <</if>> <<if $showNumbers>> <<set _label to Math.round(16 * _staminaMod)>> <<replace "#knead button.macro-button">>Knead (-_label)<</replace>> <</if>> <</if>> <</done>>

<<set _preyActionIntensity to 1>> /* Reset action intensity for next prey action */ <<if _incomingDamage > 0>> /* apply damage from the prey's last action now that player has reacted */ <<set _incomingDamage to Math.clamp((_incomingDamage - $preyWeakened - _block - $sceneDefense - (2*_startExhaustion) + _startFrustration), 0, 100)>> <<set $stomachHealth -= Math.round(_incomingDamage * _preyDifficultyMod)>> <</if>> <<set _incomingDamage to 0>> <<set _block to 0>> <<set $preyWeakened to _nextWeakened>> /* Apply any changes in weakened status for next turn, capacity changes baseline */ <<if $fullness > $capacity>> <<set $preyWeakened -= (3 * Math.max(0,($fullness - $capacity)))>> <<elseif $fullness < ($capacity/2)>> <<set $preyWeakened += 3>> <</if>> <<set _nextWeakened to 0>> <<if $stomachHealth <= 0>> /* Check if the player lost */ <<goto $sceneNextLink>> <<else>> <<if $preyHealth <= 0>> /* Check if Prey is dead before damage calc to account for special situations*/ <<replace "#actions">><</replace>> <<replace "#actionReminder">><</replace>> <<include $sceneDigestionLink>> <<else>> <<if ($stomachHealth <= 5) and (($stomachStrength * 0.25) > 9)>>/* Inform player of stomach status */ <<set $struggleDisplay to "progress">> <<set $progress to 4>> <<include "predMessageCheck">> <<elseif ($stomachHealth <= ($stomachStrength * .25)) and ($progress < 3)>> <<set $struggleDisplay to "progress">> <<set $progress to 3>> <<include "predMessageCheck">> <<elseif ($stomachHealth <= ($stomachStrength * .5)) and ($progress < 2)>> <<set $struggleDisplay to "progress">> <<set $progress to 2>> <<include "predMessageCheck">> <<elseif ($stomachHealth <= ($stomachStrength * .75)) and ($progress < 1)>> <<set $struggleDisplay to "progress">> <<set $progress to 1>> <<include "predMessageCheck">> <</if>> <<if !$usingAntacid && ($acidStage > 0)>> <<if $acidStage > 2>> <<set $preyHealth -= 5>> <<elseif $acidStage is 2>> <<set $preyHealth -= 3>> <<else>> <<set $preyHealth -= 1>> <</if>> <</if>> <<if $preyHealth <= 0>> /* Check if Prey is dead */ <<replace "#actions">><</replace>> <<replace "#actionReminder">><</replace>> <<include $sceneDigestionLink>> <<else>> /* If not, iterate turn */ <<if ($preyHealth <= 5) and (($preyHealthMax * 0.25) > 9)>> <<set $preyHealthThreshold to 1>> <<set $struggleDisplay to "critical">> <<include "predMessageCheck">> <<elseif ($preyHealth <= ($preyHealthMax*0.25)) and ($preyHealthThreshold > 1)>> /* check if prey took enough damage to pass a threshold */ <<set $preyHealthThreshold to 1>> <<set $struggleDisplay to "damaged">> <<include "predMessageCheck">> <<elseif ($preyHealth <= ($preyHealthMax*0.5)) and ($preyHealthThreshold > 2)>> <<set $preyHealthThreshold to 2>> <<set $struggleDisplay to "damaged">> <<include "predMessageCheck">> <<elseif ($preyHealth <= ($preyHealthMax*0.75)) and ($preyHealthThreshold > 3)>> <<set $preyHealthThreshold to 3>> <<set $struggleDisplay to "damaged">> <<include "predMessageCheck">> <</if>> <<set $turn += 1>> <<if !$usingAntacid and (($turn % 3) is 0) and ($acidStage < 3)>> /* acid level rises every three turns up until it reaches a value of 3 */ <<set $acidStage += 1>> <<set $struggleDisplay to "acidRise">> <<include "predMessageCheck">> <</if>> <<if ($fullness > $capacity) and ($preyVulnerable != (-2 * ($fullness - $capacity)))>> /* adjust preyVulnerable(stomach power) for the turn */ <<if $preyVulnerable > (-2 * ($fullness - $capacity))>> <<set $preyVulnerable -= 1>> <<else>> <<set $preyVulnerable += 1>> <</if>> <<elseif $preyVulnerable != 0>> <<if $preyVulnerable > 0>> <<set $preyVulnerable -= 1>> <<else>> <<set $preyVulnerable += 1>> <</if>> <</if>> <<if $preyVulnerable < -10>> <<set $preyVulnerable to -10>> <<elseif $preyVulnerable > 10>> <<set $preyVulnerable to 10>> <</if>> <<set $lastPreyAction to $preyAction>> <<set _startFrustration to $preyFrustration>> <<set _startExhaustion to $preyExhaustion>>/* Allows these values to display properly in the sidebar, using them directly often results in the change never actually being visible because the prey did something that reduced exhasution/frustration immediately in response */ <<include $sceneActionsLink>> /* Prey takes action */ <<include $sceneDigestionLink>> /* The (TEXT) passage is always included at the end of the turn so that the conditions for what makes dialogue appear other than finishing digestion can be set on a per-scene basis */ <<if ($stamina - Math.round(14 * _staminaMod)) <= 0>> /* Disable buttons when stamina is too low */ <<addclass "#massage" "hide">> <<elseif !$noMassage>> <<removeclass "#massage" "hide">> <</if>> <<if $fullness < ($capacity/2)>> <<if ($stamina - Math.round(20 * _staminaMod)) <= 0>> <<addclass "#crush" "hide">> <<elseif !$noCrush and ($fullness <= $capacity)>> <<removeclass "#crush" "hide">> <</if>> <<if ($stamina - Math.round(8 * _staminaMod)) <= 0>> <<addclass "#squeeze" "hide">> <<elseif !$noSqueeze>> <<removeclass "#squeeze" "hide">> <</if>> <<else>> <<if ($stamina - Math.round(28 * _staminaMod)) <= 0>> <<addclass "#crush" "hide">> <<elseif !$noCrush and ($fullness <= $capacity)>> <<removeclass "#crush" "hide">> <</if>> <<if ($stamina - Math.round(12 * _staminaMod)) <= 0>> <<addclass "#squeeze" "hide">> <<elseif !$noSqueeze>> <<removeclass "#squeeze" "hide">> <</if>> <</if>> <<if $showNumbers>> <<set _label to Math.round(14 * _staminaMod)>> <<replace "#massage button.macro-button">>Massage (-_label)<</replace>> <<if $fullness < ($capacity/2)>> <<set _label to Math.round(8 * _staminaMod)>> <<replace "#squeeze button.macro-button">>Squeeze (-_label)<</replace>> <<set _label to Math.round(20 * _staminaMod)>> <<replace "#crush button.macro-button">>Crush (-_label)<</replace>> <<else>> <<set _label to Math.round(12 * _staminaMod)>> <<replace "#squeeze button.macro-button">>Squeeze (-_label)<</replace>> <<set _label to Math.round(28 * _staminaMod)>> <<replace "#crush button.macro-button">>Crush (-_label)<</replace>> <</if>> <</if>> <<if $oralProficiency > 2>> <<if ($stamina - Math.round((5 + Math.floor(1.5*$fullness)) * _staminaMod)) <= 0>> <<addclass "#shake" "hide">> <<elseif !$noShake>> <<removeclass "#shake" "hide">> <</if>> <<if $showNumbers>> <<set _label to Math.round(5 + Math.floor(1.5*$fullness))>> <<replace "#shake button.macro-button">>Shake (-_label)<</replace>> <</if>> <</if>> <<if $oralProficiency > 4>> <<if ($stamina - Math.round(16 * _staminaMod)) <= 0>> <<addclass "#knead" "hide">> <<elseif !$noShake>> <<removeclass "#knead" "hide">> <</if>> <<if $showNumbers>> <<set _label to Math.round(16 * _staminaMod)>> <<replace "#knead button.macro-button">>Knead (-_label)<</replace>> <</if>> <</if>> <</if>> <</if>> <</if>> <<if $difficulty is "easy">> <<set $stamina to 9999>> <</if>>

<<if $sceneHasDialogue>> <<include $sceneDialogueLink>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<if ($preyHealth > 0) or ($struggleDisplay != "damaged")>> <<append "#digestion">> <</append>> <</if>>

<<set _roll to random(1,3)>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "relax">> <<if $preyAction is "rage">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> Confident in your ability to keep your prey down, you just sit back and relax, letting her keep up her outburst unhindered. After a little while, the struggle slows and $preyName lets out a heavy exhale. <<elseif _roll is 2>> You sit back and relax as $preyName rages against the walls of your stomach, your belly shifting and warping on the outside from her efforts. After a little while, the struggle slows and $preyName lets out a heavy exhale. <<else>> Your gut thrashes wildly with $preyName's efforts, but you know you can handle it. You take a deep breath and lean back, letting her tire herself out as she rages against the walls of your stomach. <</if>> <</append>> <<elseif $preyAction is "brace">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> Feeling her prep for some kind of attack, you decide to just wait it out and take the opportunity to relax a little. She shifts a little, seeming to work herself into a more defensible position while she has the chance. <<elseif _roll is 2>> You sit back and relax as $preyName stays idle in your gut, not intent on testing the defensive stance she's braced herself in. She seems to shift a little when she notices that you're leaving her alone, working herself into a better position to resist your stomach. <<else>> You can tell that she's expecting you to do something, but you decide to use her inactivity to your own advantage instead, leaning back and enjoying the feeling of a peaceful belly. After a little while, you faintly hear $preyName take a deep, resolute, breath, perhaps strengthening her resolve to hold out against your stomach. <</if>> <</append>> <<elseif $preyAction is "probe">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> You ease back and let your stomach do the work, not giving $preyName's movement any acknowledgement. Her testing of the stomach walls comes to a very deliberate end, leaving you a little worried about what she's up to. <<elseif _roll is 2>> You sit back and relax, curiously eying the subtle bumps pushing out of your belly from her gentle efforts. After a little while, however, her movements abruptly stop, and you get a bad feeling about her next move. <<else>> The subtle movements she's making are almost soothing, so you sit back and relax, letting her be while you enjoy the internal massage. After a little while, however, her movements abruptly stop, and you get a bad feeling about her next move. <</if>> <</append>> <<elseif $preyAction is "rest">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> You sit back and relax as $preyName stays idle in your gut, taking the opportunity to rest a little. A sigh escapes your lips as your bloated belly churns away at your meal uninterrupted, enjoying this moment of respite from the struggle. <<elseif _roll is 2>> You lean back and rest a hand on your gut, letting out a satisfied sigh. With $preyName staying still inside your stomach to catch her own breath, you're able to enjoy a moment of proper relaxation yourself. <<else>> You ease back and let your stomach churn away at $preyName's idle form, taking the opportunity to relax and regain a little energy. <</if>> <</append>> <<else>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> You ease back and let your stomach do the work, not giving $preyName any attention as she squirms within your gut. <<elseif _roll is 2>> You sit back and relax as $preyName fights against the churning of your stomach, confident in your ability to keep her down. Rather than trying to curb her efforts, you simply smirk and watch your belly shift and contort from her efforts. <<else>> Confident in your ability to keep your prey down, you sit back and relax, enjoying the feeling of $preyName writhing in your belly. <</if>> <</append>> <</if>> <<case "massage">> <<if $preyAction is "rest">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> Taking advantage of her inaction, you start to work your hands over your belly, soothing the stretched skin. You feel the contours of her body beneath yours as you run your fingers along the exposed flesh, and you swear that she's relaxing a little right alongside you. Your stomach practically purrs in appreciation. <<elseif _roll is 2>> You start to gently run your hands along your belly as $preyName rests, applying soothing pressure to your stretched skin in slow, methodical patterns. You can clearly feel the outline of her body beneath the surface, and even she seems to be relaxing a little under your careful efforts. <<else>> While $preyName rests, you start to massage your belly. You work your fingers in deep against the idle form of the girl inside, easing your stretched skin. You smile and let out a contented sigh at the soothing sensation. <</if>> <</append>> <<elseif $preyAction is "probe">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> Feeling her gentle movements, you return them in kind, slowly rubbing your hands over your bloated belly. Between the calm motion inside and your efforts on the outside, your stomach feels amazing. That is, until $preyName abruptly stops and you start to worry about what she's up to. <<elseif _roll is 2>> Not feeling threatened by her movements, you decide to try and soothe your belly a little. You start to press back against her gentle movements, slowly massaging your belly while she explores the walls of your stomach. After a while, she comes to a very deliberate stop and yu start to worry about what she's up to. <<else>> Not feeling threatened by her movements, you decide to try and soothe your belly a little. You run your hands along the warm skin of your bloated stomach, feeling the contours of $preyName's body beneath the surface. It almost seems like she's helping you out, making very deliberate movements that guide your hands. A small part of you worries that she's planning something. <</if>> <</append>> <<elseif $preyAction is "struggle">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> You work your hands over your belly, trying to soothe it from $preyName's squirming. You do your best to match her efforts, putting pressure wherever you feel her pushing out in an attempt to offset her struggling. <<elseif _roll is 2>> Your belly shifts and contorts from her struggling, and you start to push back against it from the outside, applying soothing pressure to try to offset her efforts. You can feel your stomach walls relaxing a little even as she continues to fight, her struggling starting to slow down a little in response to the massage. <<else>> You try to ease the aching that $preyName is kicking up in your belly, wrapping your arms around it and gently running them along the shifting surface. The soothing pressure seems to help, forcing her to slow her efforts and letting the walls of your stomach relax a little. <</if>> <</append>> <<elseif $preyAction is "rage">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> Desperate to ease the aching being kicked up in your gut, you start to hastily massage it. $preyName's fighting makes it hard to be effective, but you do your best to match her efforts, putting pressure wherever you feel her pushing out in an attempt to offset her struggling. <<elseif _roll is 2>> Your belly wildly shifts and contorts from her thrashing, and you start to desperately push back against it from the outside, applying soothing pressure to try to offset her efforts. You can feel your stomach walls relaxing a little even as she continues to fight, her struggling starting to slow down a little in response to the massage. <<else>> You frantically work your hands over your belly, attempting to soothe the discomfort she's causing. The massage seems to help, forcing her to slow her efforts and letting the walls of your stomach relax a little. <</if>> <</append>> <<elseif $preyAction is "brace">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> You start to gently work your hands over the surface of your belly, soothing the stretched skin. It's not quite what $preyName seemed to expect you to do, and you start to notice her relaxing right along with you as your fingers trace the contours of her body. <<elseif _roll is 2>> Taking advantage of her inaction, you start to work your hands over your belly, soothing the stretched skin. It's not quite what $preyName seemed to expect you to do, and you start to notice her relaxing right along with you as your fingers trace the contours of her body. <<else>> You start to rub your belly, running your hands along its surface and pushing in just enough to feel comforting. As you work, you feel the tight position $preyName worked herself into seeming to loosen and relax. <</if>> <</append>> <</if>> <<case "squeeze">> <<if $preyAction is "brace">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> You flex your stomach muscles a little, but don't get any reaction out of $preyName. You squeeze her a little tighter, only to find that she's pushing back, holding your efforts at bay. <<elseif _roll is 2>> You place your hands on the sides of your gut and start to push inward, squeezing $preyName tight. However, she holds firm, keeping herself locked in a defensive position that you can't quite break. <<else>> You wrap your arms around your belly and hug it, squeezing your prey tight. But she was ready for you, and the increased pressure doesn't seem to have had any effect on her. <</if>> <</append>> <<elseif ($preyAction is "struggle") or ($preyAction is "rage")>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> Retaliating against her struggling, you flex your stomach muscles, squeezing $preyName tight. She keeps squirming under the pressure, but her fury steadily drains when faced with the added resistance. <<elseif _roll is 2>> Hoping to put a stop to her struggling, you push in against the sides of your belly, squeezing $preyName to limit her movement. She keeps fighting, but her efforts steadily slow as the added pressure wears her down. <<else>> You wrap your arms around your belly and hug it, trying to put a stop to her assault. She grunts as the stomach walls press in on her and wriggles against your grip, the power slowly draining from her movements. <</if>> <</append>> <<else>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> You flex your stomach muscles a little, squeezing $preyName tight and accidentally pushing out a small burp. She squirms under the increased pressure. <<elseif _roll is 2>> You place your hands on the sides of your gut and start to push inward, squeezing $preyName tight. She lets out a pained grunt as the increased pressure grinds the walls against her. <<else>> You wrap your arms around your belly and hug it, squeezing your prey tight. She grunts as the stomach walls press in on her and wriggles against your grip. <</if>> <</append>> <</if>> <<case "crush">> <<if $preyAction is "brace">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> Ready for the struggle to be over, you put a hand on either side of your belly and push in as hard as you can. At the same time, you tighten your stomach muscles as much as you can manage. A heavy belch forces its way out of you from the sudden pressure<<if $acidStage > 1>>, leaving you with a little bit of heartburn<</if>>. However, $preyName was ready for you and pushes back against your arms, locking you in a stalemate. You're forced to give in and ease up the pressure, both of you exhausted from the exertion. <<elseif _roll is 2>> If she's expecting you to be rough, you're happy to oblige. You clench your stomach muscles as hard as you can and wrap your arms around your belly, crushing $preyName with as much force as you can manage. However, she remains braced against your efforts, pushing back just as hard to keep the walls of your stomach at bay. You're forced to give in and ease up the pressure, both of you exhausted from the exertion. <<else>> Looking to speed this up a little, you start to lean forward onto your belly.<<if $acidStage > 0>> Noisy sloshing fills your ears as its contents shifts beneath you.<</if>> $preyName groans as you reposition yourself to be laying on top of your bloated gut, forcing your weight down on her as hard as you can. To your surprise, she was prepared and pushes back from the inside hard enough to block your efforts. You try to fight her down, but end up having to relent and shift back to your usual position. <</if>> <</append>> <<else>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> Ready for the struggle to be over, you put a hand on either side of your belly and push in as hard as you can. At the same time, you tighten your stomach muscles as much as you can manage. A heavy belch forces its way out of you from the sudden pressure<<if $acidStage > 1>>, leaving you with a little bit of heartburn<</if>>. $preyName cries out in pain<<if $preyAction != "rest">>, her movements slowing to a halt in the face of the intense resistance<</if>>. <<elseif _roll is 2>> <<if ($preyAction is "rage") or ($preyAction is "struggle")>>She's practically asking to be punished with how hard she's fighting, and you're happy to oblige.<<else>>Growing tired of the struggle, you decide it's time to really put the pressure on her.<</if>> You clench your stomach muscles as hard as you can and wrap your arms around your belly, crushing $preyName with as much force as you can manage. Her cry of distress is almost drowned out by a heavy belch forcing its way out of your lips<<if $acidStage > 1>>, which leaves you with a little bit of heartburn thanks to the acid built up in your gut<</if>>. <<else>> <<if $preyAction is "rage">>Deciding to forcefully put a stop to her fighting<<else>>Looking to speed this up a little<</if>>, you start to lean forward onto your belly.<<if $acidStage > 0>> Noisy sloshing fills your ears as its contents shifts beneath you.<</if>> $preyName groans as you reposition yourself to fully bear down on your bloated gut, forcing your weight down on her as hard as you can. <</if>> <</append>> <</if>> <<case "taunt">> <<set _roll to random(1,2)>>/*at least at the moment taunt has less generic options than others so reroll with the correct number to keep weighting even */ <<if $preyAction is "rage">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> Though she's fighting hard, you have no doubt that your stomach can handle her on its own. Instead of helping it keep her under control, you decide to annoy your prey while she struggles. "Is that all you've got?" you laugh, poking what you're pretty sure is her head. "Come on, put your back into it!" $preyName grunts and puts more power into her next few pushes. You keep egging her on, disguising any discomfort she might be causing you. She gives one last irritated shove before going still to regain her strength. <<else>> Your stomach is already going wild with her efforts to escape, but you can't help stoking the flames. There's no doubt in your mind you can keep her down, so what's the harm in seeing how far you can push her? You start to loudly proclaim how much her actions are hurting you, your words absolutely dripping with sarcasm. "Oh my! My poor, aching belly! How could I possibly hope to keep down such powerful prey!" You smile to yourself as you feel $preyName's movements start to grow more chaotic from her building frustration. Eventually, with something like a growl, she comes to a stop to rest. <</if>> <</append>> <<elseif $preyAction is "probe">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> With a smirk on your face, you jab a finger into the bulge of $preyName's head. At first she ignores you, so you do it again, egging her on. This time she grunts and pushes back before continuing her efforts. Unsatisfied, you prod her somewhere else, causing her to twitch and react again. You continue the assault, but she keeps focused despite her irritation. <<else>> Getting a little bored, you decide to have a some fun with $preyName. You squeeze your stomach muscles very slightly, just enough to push out a burp. Then you shake your belly a bit, stirring up more gas. To your disappointment, other than a slight annoyed groan she seems to be ignoring you. <</if>> <</append>> <<else>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> With a smirk on your face, you jab a finger into the bulge of $preyName's head. <<if $preyAction is "rest">>At first she remains motionless, so you do it again, egging her on. This time she ducks her head between her legs and pushes back.<<else>>She ducks her head down as much as she can manage in the cramped space and pushes back at you in response.<</if>> You just prod her somewhere else, causing her to twitch and react again. She growls as you continue the irritating assault. <<else>> Getting a little bored, you decide to have a some fun with $preyName. You squeeze your stomach muscles very slightly, just enough to push out a burp. Then you shake your belly a bit, stirring up more gas. $preyName huffs in protest as you continue disrupting her. Your only response is to work up a larger belch. <</if>> <</append>> <</if>> <<case "shake">> <<if $preyAction is "brace">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> Feeling her brace herself for you to squeeze her, you decide to have a little fun. You grab the sides of your belly and shake it vigorously, hoping to catch her off guard.<<if $acidStage > 0>> Sloshing sounds fill the air as you send the built up acid in your stomach into chaos along with her.<</if>> It seems to work, as she lets out a surprised gasp and shifts her efforts towards trying to steady herself.<<if $acidStage > 1>> However, your stomach groans in distress as well, clearly not pleased with all the movement you kicked up.<</if>> <<elseif _roll is 2>> Refusing to give $preyName a moment to rest, you grab the sides of your gut and start to throw it side to side, twisting your hips to put your whole body into it.<<if $acidStage > 0>> Sloshing sounds fill the air as the built up acid in your stomach is sent into a chaotic frenzy around her.<</if>> She lets out a surprise gasp as she's shaken around, abandoning her defensive position to try to steady herself instead.<<if $acidStage > 1>> Unfortunately, you can also feel all the movement you kicked up making your stomach queasy.<</if>> <<else>> You smile as you recognize the defensive position she's worked herself into. You reach your hands down to grip your belly from below, then push it up as hard as you can, letting it fall back into place before bouncing it up again. A burp escapes your lips as you feel $preyName panic at the sudden activity, losing her focus<<if $acidStage > 0>> amongst the wild splashing of your stomach acid<<if $acidStage > 1>>... though your stomach itself seems similarly distressed by the maneuver<</if>><</if>>. <</if>> <</append>> <<elseif ($preyAction is "struggle") or ($preyAction is "rage")>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> You decide to try a different approach to deal with the thrashing in your gut--rather than attempting to squeeze her into submission, you fight fire with fire, shaking your gut from side to side with all the intensity you can manage. With the inside of your stomach thrown into chaos, you feel $preyName's struggle falter as she becomes disoriented by the move. You can hear her breathing heavily from the combined effort of fighting against your gut and trying to keep herself steady... but based on the ache spreading through your stomach you're not certain this was a good idea. <<elseif _roll is 2>> Frustrated by $preyName's thrashing, you grab the sides of your gut and start to throw it side to side, twisting your hips to put your whole body into it.<<if $acidStage > 0>> Sloshing sounds fill the air as the built up acid in your stomach is sent into a chaotic frenzy around her.<</if>> She lets out a surprised gasp as she's shaken around, her efforts steadily slowly as she has to fight to keep herself steady as well. However, while the treatment seems to have succeeded in tiring her out, your stomach is whining in protest from all the added movement. <<else>> Hoping to put a stop to the wild activity in your gut, you grab either side of your gut and start to shake it back and forth, aiming to disrupt the girl inside. You feel her movements intensify as she tries to steady herself while keeping up the fight in the <<if $acidStage > 0>>sloshing <</if>>chaos you've created. However, while the treatment seems to have succeeded in tiring her out, your stomach is whining in protest from all the added movement. <</if>> <</append>> <<else>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> With a sly smile, you shift your arms down to be under your belly. Then, as much as you can muster with the weight, you push it up, letting it drop back into position before bouncing it up again. You feel $preyName start to panic<<if $acidStage > 0>> as your stomach acid splashes all around her<<else>> from the sudden movement<</if>>.<<if $acidStage > 1>> However, your stomach groans in distress as well, clearly not pleased with all the movement you kicked up.<</if>> <<elseif _roll is 2>> Refusing to give $preyName a moment to rest, you grab the sides of your gut and start to throw it side to side, twisting your hips to put your whole body into it.<<if $acidStage > 0>> Sloshing sounds fill the air as the built up acid in your stomach is sent into a chaotic frenzy around her.<</if>> She lets out a surprise gasp as she's shaken around, desperately scrambling to try and steady herself.<<if $acidStage > 1>> Unfortunately, you can also feel all the movement you kicked up making your stomach queasy.<</if>> <<else>> You grab both sides of your belly and shake it side to side, attempting to disorient your prey. The sudden movement makes her gasp in surprise and start to frantically attempt to steady herself.<<if $acidStage > 1>> However, your stomach groans in distress as well, clearly not pleased with all the movement you kicked up.<</if>> <</if>> <</append>> <</if>> <<case "knead">> <<set _roll to random(1,2)>>/*at least at the moment knead has less generic options than others so reroll with the correct number to keep weighting even */ <<if $preyAction is "brace">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> You start to press and knead at your belly, grinding the walls of your stomach against your prey to try and help the digestive process along. The defensive position $preyName has worked herself into hinders your efforts, but you're certain the extra pressure must have had some effect on her. <<else>> Placing your hands on your stretched skin, you start to aggressively massage your gut, pushing hard against $preyName as you work to help speed things along in your stomach. Unfortunately, she's sitting like a rock in the tight position she's worked herself into, making it difficult to feel like your efforts are making much of a difference. Grinding the acid-slick walls against her must have accomplished something, at least. <</if>> <</append>> <<elseif ($preyAction is "struggle") or ($preyAction is "rage")>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> You start to press and knead at your belly, stifling your prey's struggling and grinding the walls of your stomach against her. A deep, appreciative groan rumbles up through your gut, followed by a frustrated grunt from $preyName as she struggles to keep up her fight against your efforts. <<else>> Placing your hands on your stretched skin, you start to aggressively massage your gut, pushing back against $preyName as you work to disrupt her efforts. You can feel her resisting, but she's clearly getting frustrated by your constant kneading. <</if>> <</append>> <<else>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> You start to press and knead at your belly, grinding the walls of your stomach against your prey to try and help the digestive process along. You work your hands in deep, making sure to cover as much of $preyName as you can reach. A deep, appreciative groan rumbles up through your gut in response. <<else>> Placing your hands on your stretched skin, you start to aggressively massage your gut, pushing hard against $preyName as you work to help speed things along in your stomach. A low growl of approval rumbles through your belly as you stoke the flames of digestion. <</if>> <</append>> <</if>> <<case "damaged">> <<if $preyHealthThreshold is 3>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> Your stomach lets out a satisfied groan, happily working away at the meal it's been given. You can tell that $preyName's movements are more frantic than they were before. <<elseif _roll is 2>> You hear $preyName curse under her breath, giving a weak, frustrated shove to the walls of your stomach. A small burp works its way up your throat. <<else>> You hear a pained grunt from inside your gut amongst the growing gurgling sounds of your stomach at work. A small burp works its way up your throat. <</if>> <<if $neutralDigestion>>@@color:yellow;$preyName is wearing down in your stomach.@@<<else>>@@color:yellowgreen;$preyName is wearing down in your stomach!@@<</if>> <</append>> <<elseif $preyHealthThreshold is 2>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> $preyName's fight is starting to falter. She seems stiffer than before, and there isn't quite the power behind her struggling that there used to be. A small burp brings a little bit of her flavor back into your mouth. <<elseif _roll is 2>> A loud groan rings out from your belly, and you feel $preyName wince in response, her resolve clearly starting to falter. A small burp brings a little bit of her flavor back into your mouth. <<else>> A loud groan rings out from your belly, and you feel $preyName wince in response. Her resistance to your stomach feels like it's starting to slow. <</if>> <<if $neutralDigestion>>@@color:yellow;Your stomach is taking its toll on $preyName.@@<<else>>@@color:chartreuse;Your stomach is taking its toll on $preyName!@@<</if>> <</append>> <<elseif $preyHealthThreshold is 1>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> You can feel that your stomach is really overpowering $preyName at this point. Her efforts have slowed enough that it's hard to tell what movement is her struggling, and what is just your stomach walls churning away. <<elseif _roll is 2>> A low belch rumbles up your throat, accompanying the chorus of sounds your belly is making. $preyName's efforts have slowed enough that it's becoming hard to distinguish her movements from the shifting of your stomach walls as they churn away at her. <<else>> A low belch rumbles up your throat, accompanying the chorus of sounds your belly is making. Your prey's movements have become frantic and weak under the increasingly aggressive efforts of your stomach. You can't imagine she has much fight left in her. <</if>> <<if $neutralDigestion>>@@color:yellow;$preyName is on her last legs.@@<<else>>@@color:lime;$preyName is on her last legs!@@<</if>> <</append>> <<else>> <</if>> <<case "critical">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $neutralDigestion>>@@color:yellow;$preyName is barely holding on, it won't take much to finish her off.@@<<else>>@@color:lime;''$preyName is barely holding on--just one last nudge and she's nothing but food!''@@<</if>> <</append>> <<case "progress">> <<if $progress is 1>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> You wince and put a hand on top of your squirming gut. It's still perfectly manageable, but you'd be lying if you said her struggling wasn't getting to you. <<elseif _roll is 2>> You grunt, gripping your belly in discomfort for a moment. It's still manageable for now, but her struggling is definitely starting to get to you. <<else>> One good blow from your prey makes you jolt forward in pain. You quickly recover, but it isn't a good sign. <</if>> @@color:red;$preyName is starting to upset your stomach.@@ <</append>> <<elseif $progress is 2>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> A painful pressure starts to build in your gut, a dull ache spreading through your whole abdomen. You try to soothe it with one hand, but one of $preyName's blows seems to hit just the right spot and unleashes a sudden, heavy belch. It alleviates some of the discomfort, but even as smaller bits of gas continue to escape your stomach is groaning for reprieve. <<elseif _roll is 2>> $preyName's efforts are really starting to get to you, pangs of indigestion growing more and more frequent as she fights. Then, one of $preyName's blows seems to hit just the right spot and unleashes a sudden, heavy belch. It alleviates some of the discomfort, but even as smaller bits of gas continue to escape your stomach is groaning for reprieve. <<else>> $preyName's efforts are really starting to get to you, pangs of indigestion growing more and more frequent as she fights. You take a deep breath and try to ignore the whines of discomfort from your stomach. <</if>> @@color:red;Your prey is gaining the upper hand.@@ <</append>> <<elseif $progress is 3>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> You lurch forward and cover your mouth, struck by a sudden contraction in your gut. You manage to swallow the threat back before anything even leaves your stomach, but your stomach remains noisy and aching. Your flesh feels tense, and every push or kick from $preyName creates a dull wave of pain. <<elseif _roll is 2>> A pained grunt escapes your lips and you clutch at your gut as an intense wave of nausea surges through you. There's a quick contraction in your stomach, but it recovers and loosens before things get any worse. You sigh in relief, but you know the aching she's kicking up is far from over. <<else>> You gasp as a sharp pain washes through your gut. There's a quick contraction in your stomach, but it recovers and loosens before things get any worse. You pant a little, still feeling a painful aching all over your belly. <</if>> @@color:red;Your stomach can't hold out much longer.@@ <</append>> <<elseif $progress is 4>> <<append "#digestion">> @@color:red;''Constant waves of nausea are rippling through your stomach--$preyName is going to push you over the edge any moment now!''@@ <</append>> <</if>> <<case "acidRise">> <<if $acidStage is 1>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> Your belly lets out a very aggressive groan and seems to almost shudder, but not from anything your prey is doing. A slight splashing sound is starting to accompany every movement from inside--your stomach is kicking into high gear. <<elseif _roll is 2>> A strange gurgling sound reaches your ears through your stomach. Listening closer, you can hear sloshing starting to accompany all of $preyName's movements--your stomach is kicking into high gear. <<else>> You start to hear a gurgling sound coming from your belly, and every time $preyName moves you can hear sloshing. Digestion must be fully kicking into gear. <</if>> <</append>> <<elseif $acidStage is 2>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> As your prey continues to struggle, your stomach grows noisier. Sloshing and gurgling accompany every little movement from the inside. With so much acid built up, she won't be able to hold out much longer. <<elseif _roll is 2>> Your stomach is starting to grow even noisier, all kinds of groaning and splashing accompanying even the smallest movements. With so much acid built up, $preyName must be really feeling the heat by now. <<else>> Your stomach is starting to grow even noisier, all kinds of groaning and splashing accompanying even the smallest movements. The bulging form of $preyName in your gut is starting to get less distinct, your belly rounding out as it floods with acid. <</if>> <</append>> <<elseif $acidStage is 3>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> Despite how much time has passed, you can still feel $preyName moving inside of you, refusing to give in. By now your gut is very rounded and the bulges of the girl inside have gotten harder to make out. You're almost impressed: she must be drowning in acid at this point. <<elseif _roll is 2>> Your stomach is practically overflowing with acid at this point, warm to the touch and constantly letting out all sorts of wet noises. Even just looking from the outside, your gut is much more rounded and the bulges of the girl inside have gotten harder to make out. You're surprised there's even room for her to breathe in there still. <<else>> Your stomach is roaring at this point, filled to the brim with acid as it tries to work down your stubborn prey. You're surprised there's even room for her to breathe in there still. <</if>> <</append>> <</if>> <</switch>>

<<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<set _rand to random(1,3)>> <<switch $preyAction>> <<case "rest">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _rand is 1>> Your belly goes almost completely still. Curious about the lack of movement, you're about to poke your belly when you finally feel some slight shifting inside. Listening carefully over the sound of your stomach, you're pretty sure you can hear heavy breathing. <<elseif _rand is 2>> It doesn't feel like $preyName is doing much of anything to resist your stomach. Your bulging belly is more or less completely still, the faint outline of her body suggesting she's just curled up into a fetal position instead of fighting back. <<else>> $preyName seems to be taking a breather, your belly going almost completely still. She shifts a little in an attempt to get into a more comfortable position, but nothing even close to fighting back. <</if>> <</append>> <<case "probe">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _rand is 1>> You feel $preyName slowly moving her hands along your stomach walls, occasionally giving some spots a gentle poke, like she's looking for a weak point. It almost tickles. <<elseif _rand is 2>> $preyName seems to be experimentally exploring the walls of your stomach, running her hands along them with barely enough pressure for you to feel it. She occasionally gives some areas a gentle poke, like she's looking for a weak spot. <<else>> There's an odd sensation in your belly as your prey starts to move slowly and deliberately. She's probing at the walls of your stomach, running her hands along them and pushing out a little every now and then, like she's searching for a good spot to strike. <</if>> <</append>> <<case "struggle">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _rand is 1>> $preyName starts to shove and kick at the walls of your stomach, the bulges in your belly shifting and growing with her efforts. <<elseif _rand is 2>> Your belly suddenly shakes as $preyName shoves forward as hard as she can. She keeps up her efforts, launching into a frustrated bout of struggling against the walls of your stomach. <<else>> Your prey begins to squirm and lash out at the walls of your stomach, striking and shoving outward relentlessly. It doesn't seem like there's much thought behind her movements, but the aching it's kicking up says otherwise. <</if>> <</append>> <<case "rage">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _rand is 1>> You grimace as your stomach suddenly kicks to life. Your prey is fighting hard, bulges popping out and sliding along the surface of your belly all over the place. It's making your insides feel strange. <<elseif _rand is 2>> $preyName starts to thrash wildly within your belly, frantically lashing out at the walls surrounding her. Her squirming immediately sends a tiny burp racing up your throat, and more gas is quick to follow as she keeps up her relentless assault. <<else>> With a yell from your prey, your belly starts to shake and writhe. <<if $acidStage > 1>>Sloshing and groaning fills your ears from her efforts. You're strangely very aware of the shifting and splashing of your stomach acids as she stirs up your gut, feeling every drop lick at the walls. It's almost unsettling you more than her actual fighting.<<else>>You can feel the odd, fuzzy sensation of her hands pushing against the slick walls of your stomach. There's a gurgling sound and the pressure in your gut starts to rise, building up to a loud belch escaping your lips.<</if>> <</if>> <</append>> <<case "brace">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _rand is 1>> $preyName pushes out slightly with her arms and legs, then locks them in place. You can feel that your stomach is stretched just a bit too far--she's keeping the walls held away from her in an attempt to resist you. <<elseif _rand is 2>> You feel $preyName start to shift within your belly, but her efforts quickly stop again. Curiously probing at your gut, you realize that she's bracing herself against the walls, trying to give herself some breathing room. <<else>> The movement in your belly seems to stop and some of the bulges from your prey's body smooth out. She's hugging her legs tight, curled up into a ball as some semblance of a defensive position. <</if>> <</append>> <</switch>>

<<set _rand to random(1,2)>> <<if $lastAction is "crush">> <<set $preyAction to "rest">> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> Anita starts to scream inside of you, but quickly gets muffled by your stomach walls clamping down tight around her. You can feel her twitch against your tight grip. <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 0>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<set _preyActionIntensity to 0>> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> Anita is thrashing around frantically in your stomach, freaking out about her sudden predicament. It's a stronger fight than you were expecting out of her, but you doubt she can keep it up for long. "$name, please!" she shouts. <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 3>> <<set $preyAction to "brace">> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "$name please, let me out!" Anita pleads. "This is just, like, some kind of prank, r-right? Give me a scare on the first day?" You feel her shifting inside your gut, kicking up some sloshing sounds. She seems to be pushing herself as far back and up as she can manage, trying to get away from your acids. "Haha... really funny guys," she adds in a desperate tone. <</append>> <<elseif $acidStage is 0>> <<if $counter is 1>> <<set $preyAction to "rest">> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> Anita is still quiet and motionless in your gut, and for a moment you think maybe you already finished her off. Paying closer attention, you feel some very slight shifting, but she seems to be trying to recover from your punishment still. <</append>> <<else>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<else>> <<if $preyExhaustion > 0>> <<set $preyAction to "rest">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <<elseif _rand is 1>> <<set $preyAction to "struggle">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <<else>> <<set $preyAction to "brace">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <</if>> <<append "#digestion">> <</append>> /* Anita: Not the strongest, but she's outraged -During the first acid stage, she'll always rage UNLESS you crush her, in which case she'll take an extra point of damage and rest, to keep things consistent with the old version of the scene -If she makes it to the first acid rise, she pleads with you and panics a bit inside(counts as a brace on technical side) -After this, she will rest until 0 exhaustion, then alternate between struggling and bracing -Frustration does nothing to her and she has no special reactions to what you're doing */

<<if $preyHealth <= 0>> <<if $samRel < 0>> <<append "#digestion">> Anita tries a few more times to convince you to let her out, but over time grows quiet. Sam has still stuck around, but the two of you have been sitting in awkward silence, broken only by the gurgling and groaning of your stomach as it wears down the girl inside. You notice her staring at your bulging gut with a dejected look in her eyes. Feeling a bit bad that you stole her meal, you decide to try and be diplomatic. "I wasn't actually gonna let her out, y'know," you say. "I just like to mess with my prey." She gives you a look that says //yeah right//, but plays along. "Heh, yeah I pull lines like that all the time--really gets 'em squirming when you dash their hope," she says. "I guess I was just frustrated that you nabbed her instead of me." "Yeah, sorry about butting in like that. I was just really hungry and-- //*UUUURP*//" A massive amount of air suddenly rushes up your throat, causing you to place a hand over your mouth in embarrassment. You shake your stomach around a bit with your other hand, but don't feel any movement. "Woah, guess she's all done in there." Hearing this, Sam pushes her hand into your belly hard, forcing out another burp. "Oh yeah, she's definitely gone. Your gut's already all soft and squishy," she says. You blush a little at her comment. @@color:lime;Anita has been digested!@@ <</append>> <<elseif ($lastAction is "crush") and ($acidStage is 0)>> <<append "#digestion">> You keep the pressure up on Anita as long as you can, and just as you're about to relieve her you hear a sickening squishing sound. The slightly shrunken bulge in your stomach stays still after you relax your muscles, and you don't hear anything more from Anita. "Whoa-ho-ho! Damn, that was brutal!" Sam exclaims, immediately taking more of an interest and sliding closer to poke at your gut. "She was kinda nice too," she adds, but she has a huge grin on her face. "//*URRP*// Heh, I didn't think just that would be enough to do her in," you say, burping out the last of the excess air from your stomach. "I usually savor the feeling a bit longer, but she needed to be put in her place." "Hell yeah, never let your food talk back to you!" "Oh sorry I kinda stole your meal, by the way. I was just really hungry and she looked easy," you say as Sam finally leaves your belly alone, satisfied with her investigation. "//Pfft//, that was worth the loss, I don't think I've ever seen someone just blast their prey immediately like that! I'm sure I can nab one of the other freshmen during orientation," she says with a grin. @@color:lime;Anita has been digested!@@ <<Sam 1>> <</append>> <<else>> <<append "#digestion">> Anita's struggling has slowed to a stop, and you suddenly feel a deep rumbling sensation in your gut. "//*UURRRRP*//!" You blush and cover your mouth as a tremendous belch rushes up through your mouth. "Excuse me! I think your little friend is gone," you giggle. Hearing this, Sam pushes her hand into your belly hard, forcing out another burp. "Oh yeah, she's definitely gone. Your gut's already all soft and squishy," she says. You blush a little at her comment. @@color:lime;Anita has been digested!@@ <</append>> <</if>> <<append "#digestion">> With Anita done for, you start to massage your distended gut. It's warm to the touch by now as it churns away at the remains of the girl, noisier than ever. <<if $samRel < 1>>"She didn't even last that long, probably wouldn't have been satisfying for me," Sam says. You smile, it seems like she's gotten over you "stealing" her meal. <</if>>"So, what's your story then?" <<if $samRel < 1>>Sam<<else>>she<</if>> asks "Like, why'd you decide to come to MVA." "Vore's pretty much the only thing I'm any good at," you joke, patting your groaning stomach. "I figured I might as well take it all the way." "Ha, I guess that's fair enough. I'm kinda following in my sister's footsteps, she's a senior here.<<set $samInfo1 to 1>> Plus, I //love// eating people, a stuffed, squirming gut is one of the best feelings in the world," she says. "I once got expelled from high school for eating one of the teachers."<<set $samInfo2 to 1>> "Holy shit, no way!" "Mm-hmm," she nods, "it was a great day. He totally had it coming too." The two of you keep chatting away for a while, talking about hobbies and past vore-related escapades. You keep massaging your belly, feeling the last trace of Anita's form melt away into slush. "Well, now that she's taken care of we should probably go check in," you say. "Yeah, we don't want to be //too late//," Sam says. "Just pay attention when we're leaving, there's a janitor somewhere in this building." <<Sam 1>> <<include "playerPredEnd">><<if $samRel is 2>>[[Let's go->Off Course- Leave With Sam 2]]<<else>>[[Let's go->Off Course- Leave With Sam 3]]<</if>> <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 1>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <<append "#digestion">> "Seriously $name, spit me out!" Anita cries from inside you<<if $lastAction is "crush">>, her voice strained and a little slurred from the pressure<</if>>. <</append>> <<replace "#special">> <<link "Taunt her">> <<append "#digestion">> "Hey, if you didn't want to //*urp*// be food you shouldn't have been so delicious," you taunt. "Plus, you didn't even really put up a fight, you never would have lasted here" you add, smacking the side of your stomach. "YOU HAD HELP! I was almost free before she grabbed me!" Anita protests. "Mmh, food doesn't talk honey, quiet down," you say with a grin. An indistinct grunt of frustration vibrates through your stomach, followed by a burst of more aggressive struggling. "Geez your stomach's loud, when was the last time you ate someone?" Sam asks, still looking a bit miffed that she was robbed of her prey. "She's the first to have the pleasure in a while, a few months at least. My belly's just a bit excited," you say. "It's part of why I'm here, never feel like I have the skill to go for risky meals and easy prey doesn't come along often." "Damn that's rough, I hate going a few //days// without someone to fill me up. Although everyone that's still left in my neighborhood is smart enough to not end up alone with me, so I've kinda been on a dry streak since July. Almost ended it today..." Sam grumbles. "Yeah sorry about that, I was just really hungry." "Whatever, if they let her in there's gotta be some other easy meat around here today" Sam says as she pokes your gut, looking like she's trying to get a rise out of Anita. <<set $sceneDefense -= 2>> <</append>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<SidebarText>><</replace>> <</link>> <<link "Be apologetic">> <<append "#digestion">> "I'm sorry, I was just really hungry," you say, giving your stomach an apologetic pat. She had been pretty nice to you after all. A chorus of odd groans and gurgles starts to echo through the room as your stomach kicks into gear. Sam is still next to you, but is grumpily sitting in silence. "If you're sorry, LET ME OUT!" Anita screams. "The school year hasn't even started yet, I don't want to die in here!" <</append>> <<replace "#special">> <<link "Let her out">> <<append "#digestion">> You sigh, starting to feel bad about eating this girl. Maybe you could have made a friend here? Sam certainly doesn't seem to be very interested in you. "You know, maybe you're right..." you start to say. "Holy shit $name, you fucking lightweight. I swear if you let her back out //I'm// going to eat //you//," Sam suddenly chimes in, disgusted. You think twice about throwing Anita back up--her threat sounded genuine. "Er, but it doesn't matter! Now that you're in there, you're just food, so settle in," you finish, not interested in taking any chances with Sam. "OH COME ON SAM!, she was totally gonna do it!" comes a muffled cry from Anita, still fighting against the raging walls of your gut. <<Sam -1>> <</append>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <</link>> <<link "Leave her">> <<append "#digestion">> "Mmh, food doesn't talk honey, quiet down," you say with a grin. An indistinct grunt of frustration vibrates through your stomach, followed by a burst of more aggressive struggling. "Geez your stomach's loud, when was the last time you ate someone?" Sam asks, still looking a bit miffed that she was robbed of her prey. "She's the first to have the pleasure in a while, a few months at least. My belly's just a bit excited," you say. "It's part of why I'm here, never feel like I have the skill to go for risky meals and easy prey doesn't come along often." "Damn that's rough, I hate going a few //days// without someone to fill me up. Although everyone that's still left in my neighborhood is smart enough to not end up alone with me, so I've kinda been on a dry streak since July. Almost ended it today..." Sam grumbles. "Yeah sorry about that, I was just really hungry." "Whatever, if they let her in there's gotta be some other easy meat around here today" Sam says as she pokes your gut, looking like she's trying to get a rise out of Anita. <<set $sceneDefense -= 2>> <</append>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<SidebarText>><</replace>> <</link>> <</replace>> <</link>> <</replace>> <</if>>

<<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "crush">> <<if ($acidStage is 0) and ($counter != 1) and ($turn > 0)>> <<set $preyHealth -= 12>> <<append "#digestion">> "So, you don't think I could have handled you on my own huh? You're just that good?" you say, annoyed by Anita's earlier comment. "Let's see how my stomach feels about that." Hoping to put the girl in her place, you flex all of your stomach muscles as hard as you can. Anita screams as the walls clamp down around her. You hear her start to say something, but her voice is reduced to a mumble by the crushing force.<<set $counter to 1>> <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<default>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</switch>>

<<set _roll to random(1,3)>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> /*INCLUDED FOR EASE OF REFERENCE, THIS MUST BE USED ONLY ON UNIQUE MESSAGES, genericPredActions WILL ALREADY CALL IT FOR GENERIC MESSAGES*/ <<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "relax">> <<if $preyAction is "rage">> <<include "genericPredActions">> <<elseif $preyAction is "brace">> <<include "genericPredActions">> <<elseif $preyAction is "probe">> <<include "genericPredActions">> <<elseif $preyAction is "rest">> <<include "genericPredActions">> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "massage">> <<if $preyAction is "rest">> <<include "genericPredActions">> <<elseif $preyAction is "probe">> <<include "genericPredActions">> <<elseif $preyAction is "struggle">> <<include "genericPredActions">> <<elseif $preyAction is "rage">> <<include "genericPredActions">> <<elseif $preyAction is "brace">> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "squeeze">> <<if $preyAction is "brace">> <<include "genericPredActions">> <<elseif ($preyAction is "struggle") or ($preyAction is "rage")>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "crush">> <<if $preyAction is "brace">> <<include "genericPredActions">> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "taunt">> <<set _roll to random(1,2)>>/*at least at the moment taunt has less generic options than others so reroll with the correct number to keep weighting even */ <<if $preyAction is "rage">> <<include "genericPredActions">> <<elseif $preyAction is "probe">> <<include "genericPredActions">> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "shake">> <<if $preyAction is "brace">> <<include "genericPredActions">> <<elseif ($preyAction is "struggle") or ($preyAction is "rage")>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "knead">> <<if $preyAction is "brace">> <<include "genericPredActions">> <<elseif ($preyAction is "struggle") or ($preyAction is "rage")>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "damaged">> <<if $preyHealthThreshold is 3>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <<elseif $preyHealthThreshold is 2>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <<elseif $preyHealthThreshold is 1>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <<else>> <</if>> <<case "progress">> <<if $progress is 1>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <<elseif $progress is 2>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <<elseif $progress is 3>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "acidRise">> <<if $acidStage is 1>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <<elseif $acidStage is 2>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <<elseif $acidStage is 3>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<default>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</switch>>

<<if $graphicsSettings.noPrey>> <<addclass "body" "noPreyGraphics">> <<script>> $(".passage").addClass("noPreyGraphics"); <</script>> <</if>> <<if tags().includes("transition") || tags().includes("fullscreen")>> <<addclass "body" "noTextBox">> <<script>> $(".passage").addClass("noTextBox"); <</script>> <</if>>/* notes because this was an unnecessary headache: the script macro is using JQuery because the actual passage text ID is dynamic based on the passage name so I can't use the built in <<addclass>> macro. And this is in passageDone instead of passagefooter because the main text div doesn't exist, at least in a way that can be modified/referenced, when the footer exectutes */

<<set $ateMandy to true>><<set $tourMandy to true>><<set $mandyEscaped to "false">><<set $preyName to "Mandy">><<set $preyHealthMax to 24>><<set $preyResilience to 0>><<set $preyFrustration to 0>><<set $preyExhaustion to 0>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "MandyEmma_PredActions">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "TourMandy_Struggle">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "MandyEmma(TEXT)">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Eat Mandy- Failure">><<set $preySize to 4>><<set $fullness += $preySize>><<set _withEmma to true>>\ "Hang on a second, I have an idea," you whisper to Emma, subtly nodding your head towards the girl. She's started to doodle something in the corner of the whiteboard, oblivious to the fact that she wasn't the only one to stick around. "What, you want to draw on the--Oh! You want to..." she replies, getting the message. She looks between you and the girl for a moment, biting her lip, before clearing her throat a little and grinning. "Nabbing someone on your first day will do wonders for your reputation! Don't worry I'll back you up girl," she whispers, creeping over towards the brunette. You're not quite sure what her plan is, but you sneak around towards the other end of the desk to box the girl in. Emma moves up to her right side and places one of her arms around the girl's shoulder. "Hey there, I'm Emma! Whatcha drawing?" she chirps. The girl jumps back in surprise, almost dropping her marker. "O-Oh hi, I'm just doing some random doodles, I saw this marker sitting here and thought it would be more fun than the tour," the girl explains. She suddenly whips her head to the left, noticing that there's not one, but two other girls with her. Her eyes go wide and panic starts to pale her face. She tries to shuffle away from Emma, but she just grips the girl's shoulder harder and pulls her back. "Cool, it looks kinda like a dragon!" Emma says excitedly, ignoring the girl's resistance. "So what's your name?" "U-Um it's uh M-Mandy..." she responds, starting to sweat as you close in from the left. "Um y'know I th-think I should probably get back to the t-tour actually now that I--" "Oh nonsense, this is way more interesting! Where did you get that marker from?" Emma says. It seems like she's starting to take genuine interest in the drawing, so you loudly clear your throat to remind her what you're doing. "Oh right, have you met my friend $name?" she says after glancing your way, pulling back on Mandy's shoulder to turn her toward you. "H-Hi..." she whimpers, Emma now holding her other shoulder with her free hand. "P-Please don't," she pleads weakly, correctly reading the situation. "Heh, sorry Mandy, I already made up my mind," you say, patting your stomach and giving her a look of faux pity. Without wasting another moment you lunge forward, Emma hugging her tight to lock down her arms as your lips start to pass over her head. "STOP! HE--//mmph//!" Mandy tries to scream, but gets cut off as her mouth enters into yours. Her skin has a salty tang to it, a more pleasant flavor than you had expected. You take your first mighty gulp, pushing her head into your throat and bringing your lips down over most of her neck. "Uh, how's she taste?" Emma says, looking away. Mandy is thrashing against her desperately, but she's keeping her locked in place. "Gmph," you respond, Mandy's squirming head making it difficult to produce any response at all. You continue devouring the girl, moving down her shoulders and over her, disappointingly small, breasts. Once you've reached the halfway point and her arms are safely pinned at her sides, Emma lets go and takes a step back, leaving you to finish your work. After a few more gulps, you slump backwards onto the floor, lifting the girl's desperately kicking legs up over your head to get some assistance from gravity. It doesn't take long for your lips to close over her feet, sealing Mandy inside. You can still faintly hear her whimpering as the last of her curls up into your stomach. "//*UUUUURP!*// Whew, that hit the spot, thanks Emma! Oh, and of course thank //you// Mandy," you say, patting your bloated belly. "Haha, no problem, how's she feel?" Emma asks with a nervous laugh, taking a seat on the floor next to you. "Amazing," you moan, rubbing your hands over your distended gut. Several bumps are visible from Mandy's head and limbs. "She kept squirming all the way down, it felt great! I think she might be crying now though... //*urp*// excuse me!" "Oh..." Emma says. She gives your belly an odd look for a moment, but snaps back to a smile. "You had to know this would happen eventually, Mandy. At least it was $name that got you, right? She's awesome!"<<set $sceneAttack to 0>><<set $sceneDefense to 0>><<done>><<include $sceneActionsLink>><<replace "#actionReminder">><<PredActionReminder>><</replace>><</done>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "predOptions">></div>

<<set $time to 11.25>><<include "TIME">><<set $tourMandy to true>><<set $mandyEscaped to "failed">>You lick your lips--it's too good of an opportunity to pass up, your stomach has been grumbling for some action since you first arrived. The girl is oblivious to your presence, doodling some strange creature in the corner of the board with the marker she found. You decide your best option is to take her by surprise. Being careful not to make a sound, you sneak past the desk and approach her from the right. Just as you're about to grab her, your stomach lets out a tremendous growl that practically echoes through the room. The girl immediately snaps her head towards you and drops the marker. For a brief moment you both pause and stare at each other, then she bolts for the door. Unwilling to lose your meal, you lunge forward and try to tackle her to the ground. @@color:orange;Your strength fails you.@@ Unfortunately, you fall just a few inches short and end up diving straight into the linoleum tiles. You watch helplessly, grumbling on the floor, as the girl sprints out of the room without even looking back. Somewhat embarrassed, you sit there on the floor for a while, rubbing your nose to ease the pain from the impact. Eventually you get back to your feet, even hungrier than before, to go catch up with the group. [[Rejoin the tour->September 1st- Tour: Karbo 2]]

<<if $preyHealth <= 0>> <<append "#digestion">> With a yell of defiance the girl rages against your stomach walls in a last ditch effort, mustering enough strength to actually make you wince and jump forward a bit. It's short lived, however, as after only a few seconds the lump in your stomach goes completely still. Curious, you tighten your stomach muscles to put some pressure on her. No response, though it does push some air up your throat. "//*UURP*// Wow, where was that energy before!" you say, massaging your belly with both hands to soothe it after that outburst. Still no movement from the girl, she must really be gone. "Well, at least you went out with a bang" you sigh. With a grunt you start to struggle back onto your feet under the weight of your bulging gut. You end up needing to use the desk to fully right yourself, and out of curiosity you take a look back at the drawing she was doing on the board. There are a few lines where she was clearly starting something new before you interrupted, but underneath them there's a pretty good doodle of a dragon with the name "Mandy" signed below it. @@color:lime;Mandy has been digested!@@ You let out another belch and give your bloated belly a pat. Content with your meal, you decide it's probably about time you rejoin your tour group. You head out the door back into the hall, kicking Mandy's abandoned sneakers under one of the desks as you pass them. <<include "playerPredEnd">>[[Rejoin the tour->September 1st- Tour: Karbo 2]] <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 1>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <<append "#digestion">> Inside your stomach, you can faintly hear a sniffle. "P-Please let me out..." comes the muffled sound of the girl's voice. "I-It's not even the real first day yet..." You can feel her struggling against your stomach walls, but it's pretty weak and you can hear that she's sobbing inside. You've never had prey that tried to guilt trip you so hard before. <</append>> <<replace "#special">> <<link "Tell her to suck it up">> <<append "#digestion">> "Oh suck it up!" you say, slapping the side of your stomach just hard enough to not hurt yourself. "It //*urp*// wasn't even that hard to nab you, you wouldn't have lasted long anyway. "I-I thought everyone left with the tour group..." she whimpers. "Please, you don't even know my name!" "Oh, well //*urp*// mine's $name, so now you at least know who's ass you're going to fill out," you laugh. "N-No... Somebody! HELP!" she screams, starting to fight harder against her fleshy prison. <</append>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <</link>> <<link "Take pity on her (Release)">> <<append "#digestion">> Her crying is really starting to bum you out, and to your surprise you actually feel a bit bad about making this random girl you know nothing about into a meal. "You know what? Fine. You were delicious, but your crying is really bringing me down, and I guess I probably shouldn't fall too far behind on the tour," you say in a slightly agitated tone. "So sit tight, I'll get you out of there..." "R-Really? Thank you..." she whimpers. You shift onto your knees, your gut spilling out in front of you. "So uh, what's your name? I'm $name," you ask your stomach. It may be an awkward time for introductions, but you need a moment to steel yourself before bringing her back up. "M-Mandy... So are you really goi--aah!" she replies, shrieking as your stomach suddenly clamps down on her. Her surprise is accompanied by a gross medley of gagging sounds as you shove your hand into the back of your throat. You've never actually done this before, but after an agonizing few seconds you feel the weight in your gut lurch upward and Mandy's head is forced back into your throat. You cough and sputter as the girl surges up your esophagus, the disgusting taste of bile assaulting your tongue when she gets her first glimpse of freedom. The initial process is slow, but as soon as her hands are free she drags the rest of herself out as if you were a tight pair of pants. You're left almost crying on the ground, clutching your stomach and still caught in a coughing fit. "Th-thanks" Mandy says, looking a bit shocked from the ordeal. Her clothes are drenched in your stomach acids, and you notice she's missing a sock that must have somehow come off inside you. Before you've even recovered enough to say anything, she runs out of the room. You sigh and get back on your feet. <<set $karma += 1>><<set $ateMandy to false>><<set $mandyEscaped to "released">><<include "playerPredFail">> [[Rejoin the tour->September 1st- Tour: Karbo 2]] <</append>> <<toggleclass "#special" "hide">> <<replace "#special">><</replace>> <</link>> <</replace>> <</if>>

<<set $fullness -= $preySize>> <<set $oralXP += Math.min($turn, 10)>> <<set $strengthXP += 3+$preyResilience>> <<if $resilience < 3>> <<set $resilienceXP += 5>> <</if>> <<OralXPCheck>> <<ResilienceXPCheck>> <<StrengthXPCheck>> <<CapacityXPCheck>> <<set $turn to 0>> <<set $acidStage to 0>> <<set $success to 0>> <<set $progress to 0>> <<set $lastAction to "none">> <<set $lastPlayerAction to "none">> <<set $lastPreyAction to "none">> <<set $preyAction to "none">> <<set $struggleDisplay to "none">> <<set $sceneHasDialogue to false>> <<set $sceneDialogueLink to "none">> <<set $sceneActionsLink to "none">> <<set $sceneDigestionLink to "none">> <<set $sceneNextLink to "none">> <<set $sceneAttack to 0>> <<set $sceneDefense to 0>> <<set $preyResilience to 0>> <<set $preyHealthMax to 24>> <<set $preyHealth to 24>> <<set $preyHealthThreshold to 4>> <<set $preyVulnerable to 0>> <<set $preyWeakened to 0>> <<set $preyName to "!ERR:setPredName">> <<set $preySize to 0>> <<set $preyExhaustion to 0>> <<set $preyFrustration to 0>> <<set $noCrush to false>> <<set $noSqueeze to false>> <<set $noTaunt to false>> <<set $noShake to false>> <<set $noMassage to false>> <<set $noKnead to false>> <<set $noGiveUp to false>> <<set $neutralDigestion to false>> <<set $usingAntacid to 0>>

<<set _rand to random(1,3)>> <<if $lastAction is "crush">> <<set $counter to 1>> <</if>> <<if $turn is 0>> /* Every scene will need a specific action or set of actions that can happen on turn 0 since the prey acts first */ <<set $preyAction to "probe">> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> Your prey starts to shift inside of you, but it's very subtle, more like she's adjusting to the change in position than anything. You feel her hands slowly sliding against you from the inside. She's shaking and barely putting any pressure behind it, still trying to process her current situation.<<if _withEmma>> From inside your gut comes a weak voice: "$name, p-please let me out..." There's a just barely audible sniffle. "I-It's not even the real first day yet..." <</if>> <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 1>> <<set $preyAction to "struggle">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <<elseif $turn is 3>> <<set $preyAction to "probe">> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> Your prey whimpers and you feel her gently slide her hands along the walls of your stomach. Then she shakes her lower body a little, an odd sensation that kicks up some sloshing sounds from the built up acid. She seems to scare herself, suddenly pushing back and pressing her arms out. "N-No..." she whimpers. <</append>> <<elseif $preyFrustration > 2>> <<set $preyFrustration to 0>> <<set $preyExhaustion += 1>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> A hard shove from inside your belly catches you off guard enough that you jump forward a bit. Your prey yells and seems to kick her struggling into overdrive, your belly writhing with movement. "LEAVE ME ALONE!" she screams, still thrashing around. You can tell she's pushing herself as hard as she can--your stomach is actually starting to ache. "Why are you s-so cruel? Let me out! PLEASE!" <</append>> <<elseif $preyExhaustion > 0>> <<set $preyAction to "rest">> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _rand is 1>> <<if ($lastAction is "crush") or ($lastAction is "squeeze")>>When you finally ease up the pressure, she stays motionless<<else>>Inside your gut, your prey's movements slow until she's more or less still<</if>>. She shifts just enough to let you know she's still alive and you hear a sniffle. "I didn't even do anything..." she sobs, not seeming to direct it at you. <<else>> Your belly goes almost completely still. Curious about the lack of movement, you're about to poke your belly when you finally feel some slight shifting inside. Listening carefully over the sound of your stomach, you're pretty sure you can hear heavy breathing. <</if>> <</append>> <<elseif ($lastPreyAction is "probe") and ($lastAction != "squeeze") and ($lastAction != "crush")>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _rand is 1>> "LET ME GO!" your prey screams, thrashing around wildly inside of you. You can feel yourself getting a little queasy from all the movement against your stomach walls. <<elseif _rand is 2>> You grimace as your stomach suddenly kicks to life. Your prey is fighting hard, bulges popping out and sliding along the surface of your belly all over the place. It's making your insides feel strange. <<else>> With a yell from your prey, your belly starts to shake and writhe. <<if $acidStage > 1>>Sloshing and groaning fills your ears from her efforts. You're strangely very aware of the shifting and splashing of your stomach acids as she stirs up your gut, feeling every drop lick at the walls. It's unsettling you more than her actual fighting.<<else>>You can feel the odd, fuzzy sensation of her hands pushing against the slick walls of your stomach. There's a gurgling sound and the pressure in your gut starts to rise, building up to a loud belch escaping your lips.<</if>> <</if>> <</append>> <<elseif ($lastPreyAction is "brace") and ($lastAction != "squeeze") and ($lastAction != "crush")>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _rand is 1>> "LET ME GO!" your prey screams, thrashing around wildly inside of you. You can feel yourself getting a little queasy from all the movement against your stomach walls. <<elseif _rand is 2>> You grimace as your stomach suddenly kicks to life. Your prey is fighting hard, bulges popping out and sliding along the surface of your belly all over the place. It's making your insides feel strange. <<else>> With a yell from your prey, your belly starts to shake and writhe. <<if $acidStage > 1>>Sloshing and groaning fills your ears from her efforts. You're strangely very aware of the shifting and splashing of your stomach acids as she stirs up your gut, feeling every drop lick at the walls. It's unsettling you more than her actual fighting.<<else>>You can feel the odd, fuzzy sensation of her hands pushing against the slick walls of your stomach. There's a gurgling sound and the pressure in your gut starts to rise, building up to a loud belch escaping your lips.<</if>> <</if>> <</append>> <<elseif $counter is 1>> <<set $preyAction to "brace">> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _rand is 1>> Your prey pushes out slightly with her arms and legs, then locks them in place. You can feel that your stomach is stretched just a bit too far--she's keeping the walls held away from her in an attempt to resist you. <<else>> The movement in your belly seems to stop and some of the bulges from your prey's body smooth out. She's hugging her legs tight, curled up into a ball as some semblance of a defensive position. <</if>> <</append>> <<else>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _rand is 1>> "LET ME GO!" your prey screams, thrashing around wildly inside of you. You can feel yourself getting a little queasy from all the movement against your stomach walls. <<elseif _rand is 2>> You grimace as your stomach suddenly kicks to life. Your prey is fighting hard, bulges popping out and sliding along the surface of your belly all over the place. It's making your insides feel strange. <<else>> With a yell from your prey, your belly starts to shake and writhe. <<if $acidStage > 1>>Sloshing and groaning fills your ears from her efforts. You're strangely very aware of the shifting and splashing of your stomach acids as she stirs up your gut, feeling every drop lick at the walls. It's unsettling you more than her actual fighting.<<else>>You can feel the odd, fuzzy sensation of her hands pushing against the slick walls of your stomach. There's a gurgling sound and the pressure in your gut starts to rise, building up to a loud belch escaping your lips.<</if>> <</if>> <</append>> <</if>> <<append "#digestion">> <</append>>

<<if $preyHealth <= 0>> <<append "#digestion">> With a yell of defiance Mandy rages against your stomach walls in a last ditch effort, mustering enough strength to actually make you wince and jump forward a bit. It's short lived, however, as after only a few seconds the lump in your stomach goes completely still. Curious, you tighten your stomach muscles to put some pressure on her. No response, though it does push some air up your throat. "//*URP*// Well, I guess that's it for Mandy," you say. "At least she went out with a bang." Emma pokes your stomach gently. "Wow, that was weird... did she just like, drop dead after that little outburst?" "That or she just gave up," you answer. @@color:lime;Mandy has been digested!@@ "Well, you certainly look satisfied with a belly like that. I guess we should probably catch up with the tour group before we fall //too// far behind," Emma says, getting back to her feet. She offers her hand to you, helping you ease onto your feet under the weight of your Mandy-filled gut. "Thanks," you say with a smile. "You think they've moved on to Lampton Hall yet?" you ask as the two of you head for the door. "I doubt it, it hasn't been all that long. We'll probably run into them just down this hallway," Emma replies.<<if $counter is 0>> <<Emma 1>><</if>> <<include "playerPredEnd">>[[Rejoin the tour->September 1st- Tour: Karbo 2]] <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 3>> <<append "#digestion">> "Well, she seems like she's staying down so, we probably don't want to lose track of our tour group," you say, starting to struggle back onto your feet. Emma puts her hand on your belly and gestures for you to keep sitting under the board with her. "Oh relax, there's never anything that important on these kinds of tours and we know where they're going next. Let's just hang out here until it's //really// just the two of us," she says with a smirk. "Yeah, I guess you're right," you reply, plopping back onto the ground. "//*urp*// So do you know anything about the clubs they have here? I saw on the schedule that we're choosing later." "Yeah, kinda! I remember asking about it back when I was figuring out my tuition payment. There's only like six or seven though," Emma replies. "I'm thinking of maybe joining the volleyball team--sounds like more of a recreational thing than a real competitive team from what I was told." "Ooo sorry, I can't be on a volleyball team after //*urp*// what happened in high school. State mandated," you joke. "You remember what the rest of them are?" Emma smirks. "Kinda. I think there's a swim team too, a cooking club, music club, student activities committee or something, and some nerd thing. Might be others," she shrugs. "Hmm I do like swimming, but I don't know if I'd want to be on an actual team... Cooking could also be fun," you say. "I'm with you there, that would be my second choice if volleyball doesn't work out," Emma says with a smile. <</append>> <</if>>

<<set _roll to random(1,2)>> <<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "crush">> <<include "genericPredActions">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $counter is 1>> Emma's eyes narrow a bit and she looks like she wants to say something, but holds back. You get the feeling she isn't comfortable with your methods. <<else>> "Oh, come on $name, don't do stuff like that," Emma says, giving your gut a worried look. "Just being in there is already tough enough..." <</if>> <</append>> <<default>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</switch>>

<<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "progress">> <<if $progress is 2>> <<append "#digestion">> With one strong kick forward, you suddenly feel your entire world shift, and a moment later the wall behind you pushes in painfully hard. "//*UURP*// Ow, shit!" Alice groans, sprawled across the ground on top of her giant gut. A strange set of motions jostles you around the chamber as she struggles back onto her feet. "Alice, if you can't keep up like that then I'm going to have to make you get her out of there," you hear a muffled Professor Juniper say. "No, I got her..." Alice replies, a hint of embarrassment in her voice. "No more interruptions, got it?" Juniper says "Yes," Alice says. As soon as you hear Professor Juniper continue instructing the group, a painful //*thump*// strikes the back of your head. "You're not getting out, so just fucking digest already!" Alice hisses in a somewhat hushed voice. @@color:chartreuse;You're wearing her down, keep pushing!@@ <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<default>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</switch>>

<<set _roll to random(1,20)>> <<if $lastAction is "strong">> <<set $predAction to "crush">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll > 10>> As you're struggling, you feel Alice seem to stop in her tracks. You're optimistic, until you suddenly feel an intense pressure crush in on your back. She's squeezing you tight with her arms, hugging her belly in an attempt to stop you from moving. "Calm down in there, you're interrupting the tour~" she whispers to you. <<else>> In the midst of your rage, the walls suddenly crush down around you. You feel Alice's hands pushing painfully against you from either side, rubbing the acid drenched flesh against your skin and heavily restricting your movement. Somewhere ahead of you you hear Professor Juniper say something, too muffled for you to make out what. "Well, I didn't want her causing a distraction for you with all that useless thrashing," Alice replies to her very innocently, pushing in even harder as she talks. <</if>> <</append>> <<elseif $progress > 1>> <<if $lastAction is "rest">> <<set $predAction to "focus">> <<set _predActionIntensity to 0>> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> You feel Alice run a hand along your body through the stomach walls. Her stomach seems to groan in appreciation, and she purrs right along with it. "That's right, just sit still like a good girl..." she says in a hushed tone. <</append>> <<elseif _roll > 12>> <<set $predAction to "squeeze">> <<if _rand is 1>> <<include "preyPredAction">> <<else>> <<set _predActionIntensity to 0>> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> Alice slowly slides her hands along the surface of her belly, a gentle pressure running along your body from the outside. You notice too late that she's actually wrapping her arms around you. She squeezes in on her belly, putting you in a tight, uncomfortable position<<if $acidStage > 0>> and causing her acids to splash up higher around you<</if>>. "Alice, would you please pay attention?" you hear Juniper's muffled voice ask. "I //am//," Alice grunts, slightly loosening her grip. <</append>> <</if>> <<elseif _roll > 6>> <<set $predAction to "shake">> <<set _predActionIntensity to 0>> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> The gentle swaying and bouncing of Alice's stomach as she moves starts to grow more chaotic. You can't tell what's going on--if she's doing something on purpose or maybe going down stairs--but you're suddenly feeling yourself be jostled and tossed around hard with every step<<if $acidStage > 0>>, making the pool of digestive fluid surrounding you roil<</if>>. <<if $acidStage > 1>>Alice stifles a burp above you, not seeming much happier than you are about the situation.<</if>> <</append>> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "distracted">> <<set _predActionIntensity to 0>> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <</if>> <<else>> <<if _roll > 10>> <<set $predAction to "shake">> <<set _predActionIntensity to 0>> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> The gentle swaying and bouncing of Alice's stomach as she moves starts to grow more chaotic. You can't tell what's going on--if she's doing something on purpose or maybe going down stairs--but you're suddenly feeling yourself be jostled and tossed around hard with every step<<if $acidStage > 0>>, making the pool of digestive fluid surrounding you roil<</if>>. <<if $acidStage > 1>>Alice stifles a burp above you, not seeming much happier than you are about the situation.<</if>> <</append>> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "distracted">> <<set _predActionIntensity to 0>> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <</if>> <</if>>

<<set $alicePrey.push({name: "Mandy", status: "minor", details: "who you almost got digested alongside"})>><<set $eatenByAlice to true>><<set $predName to "Alice">><<set $predSS to 30>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "AliceMulti_PreyStruggle">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "AliceMulti(TEXT)">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "AliceMulti_Actions">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Alice- Escape">>"Hah, I'd like to see you try, there's no way you could keep two people down," you reply, unafraid. Unfortunately, you quickly discover that she wasn't just talking trash as she lunges forward at you, pinning you beneath her massive gut. You hear a few gasps from the crowd and several of the girls jump back. "Oh, I'm happy to give a demonstration~" the girl hisses before leaning in with her mouth wide open. You try to squirm away or knock her off of you somehow, but it's no use. Her wet mouth spreads over the top of your head, her lips greedily sliding down your face. You desperately try to free your arms, but no matter what you do you can't break her pin--you're helpless as she starts to pull you in deeper. With your head firmly in her throat, she leans back into a sitting position, making sure to keep your arms locked at your sides as she lifts you up over her. You kick your legs furiously as she starts to swallow you in deeper, but your efforts are wasted and no one from the group seems interested in helping you. Slowly but surely you're pushed down through the tight embrace of her esophagus and into the slimy pit of her stomach. @@color:orange;You have been overpowered.@@ Slipping into the dark confines of her gut, you can already hear it roaring as it churns up whatever girl had the misfortune of coming in before you. The chamber is filled with acid already, burning at your skin as soon as you make contact. For a brief, terrifying moment your head is submerged completely, but before long you're able to take another breath of the rancid air as your body curls up to make room for the rest of you. Your back is pressed up against some lump that feels different from the rest of the rippling walls, and your right hand is resting on... a boob? "hey..!" you hear a weak voice whimper on your right, just barely audible over the groaning of the stomach. The other girl is still alive! You pull your hand back, blushing, and press it into the flesh above you instead. "I'm so sorry!" you grunt, doing your best to shift your weight off of her. "I don't really have any room to reposition myself or anything, so sorry if I'm sitting on you." "don't worry... about it..." the girl whispers. She sounds awful--you're glad you can't see anything in here. The stomach walls clamp down on you hard as your predator pushes out a triumphant belch. "//*UUURP*// Oooh I could taste a bit of the first one on that! I hope you have fun with whatever's left of her, bitch, you'll be ending up the same way soon," she laughs. "This is //*urp*// what you get for doubting me." "//*sigh*// Did you really have to eat her Alice? On top of the girl that's //already// in there? We have enough problems with freshmen numbers from the upperclassmen, we don't need to lose so many on the first day," you hear the muffled voice of Professor Juniper say. "You're lucky I was distracted. I guess I'll make this a rule now: //''No'' eating students on the tour//. Now you, get on your feet, we still have two buildings to go." "Yeah, yeah, got it," Alice says. You feel her stomach shift around you as she rises back to her feet. Then, your whole world drops and the chamber suddenly compresses, squeezing you hard and sending the acid splashing everywhere. After a moment you feel yourself roll again and the stomach settles. The other girl has shifted to be almost wrapped around you by the movement. She's barely moving, but you hear a murmured "ow" in the dark. "Uh, heh, actually //*urp*// I don't think I can walk with both of them in there," Alice says, rubbing her gut from her new position sprawled out on the floor. "Unbelievable..." Juniper grumbles. "Fine, sit here, we'll continue without you. I'll have Marylin from the front desk come and watch you. Everyone else, follow me."<<set $sceneAttack to 2>><<set $sceneDefense to -2>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "preyOptions">></div>

<<set _roll to random(1,20)>> <<if $progress > 2>> <<set $predAction to "massage">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <<else>> <<if _roll > 12>> <<set $predAction to "tease">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <<elseif _roll > 4>> <<set $predAction to "massage">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "distracted">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <</if>> <</if>> /* Alice is bitchy but not dumb, so she doesn't risk doing much while she's pushing her limits like this */

<<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "strong">> <<if $turn is 0>> <<append "#digestion">> "Ha, you can't even move like this? There's no way in hell you can actually keep us both down!" you shout in defiance. You're struggling with all your might, pushing and kicking at the walls and shifting your weight around. Despite holding back to avoid hurting the other girl any further, you feel like you're having a significant effect on her stomach. The walls squeeze down hard for a moment. "//*UURP*// Mhn, that's what they all say. Enjoy turning into soup together sluts," Alice replies, sounding a bit strained. You can feel her rubbing her belly from the outside as her gut continues to groan and churn around you. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<case "progress">> <<if $progress is 1>> <<append "#digestion">> With one lucky thrust of your arm, the chamber suddenly shudders violently around you--this could be it! "//''*OOOOUUUUUUURRRRRRPPP*''// Oh my //god//, what did you do in there?" comes Alice's startled voice. "Thank god no one else is around anymore... Settle down bitch! Just let yourself get gurgled up, you'll be better off as a bit of fat on my tits anyway~." It was only gas, but you feel like you've made progress. @@color:yellowgreen;You're wearing her down!@@ <</append>> <<elseif $progress is 3>> <<append "#digestion">> "What..? Shi-//hlk//," Alice says, confusion turning to panic. Her gut suddenly lurches and an uncomfortable amount of pressure pushes you and the other girl together, making the acid levels rise over your head. A moment later you feel your arms start to squeeze into a much tighter space--she's throwing you up! You eagerly try to help yourself along as you slowly get pushed back up the passage, but just as you reach the point where you can feel her tongue with your fingers, you come to a stop. //*GLCK*// She starts to swallow you back down. You try to resist and keep pushing upward, but it's no use. With another gulp your hands slide back into her throat and her stomach unclenches, relieving the pressure and freeing both of you from being submerged by the acid, but expediting your return to the slimy chamber. "Ugh, nasty... You two are here to stay, do you get that now? I'm not gonna let you out, so just give it up already," Alice says in an annoyed tone. You punch the wall of her stomach as hard as you can in defiance and frustration. You were so close! Somewhere below you you can hear coughing, followed by strained words of encouragement: "you almost... got her... keep going..." You can feel the other girl's head pushing into you just below your chest. The embarrassing realization strikes that the intense movement of the stomach has repositioned you to be straddling her. @@color:lime;Keep it up, she can't hold out much longer!@@ <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<default>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</switch>>

<<set _roll to random(1,20)>> <<if $turn is 1>> <<set $predAction to "distracted">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Oh really?" Hannah asks Sam in a skeptical voice. "Yeah, I had a run in with her earlier and decided she'd make a great snack. The plan was to get her alone, but she wouldn't trust it being just the two of us so I roped you into it," you hear Sam's muffled voice reply. "Was she good at least?" "//*UURP*// Delicious," Hannah replies. She slaps her gut, jolting the slimy walls rubbing against you. "You got anything to add to that story?" "SHE'S LYING! She wanted my help to trap //you//! SAM HELP ME GET OUT OF HERE!" you shout. "Mmh-hmm..." Despite being inside her, you can feel Hannah's judgemental stare just from the tone of her voice. "Well obviously I didn't //tell// her that I was going to eat her," Sam replies. "That's //*urp*// fair actually." Your world shifts as you feel Hannah sit down. "To be honest, since I //*OOOORPH*// don't have room for both of you in here I don't actually care either way. Barely had room for //her// with that gut..." The two of them continue talking, Hannah seeming to turn her attention away from your struggle. <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 4>> <<set $predAction to "taunt">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "How's she feeling in there? Still squirming pretty good but you seem capable," Sam says. You feel her jab you through the stomach walls. "//*urp*// She feels great! Really filling thanks to whatever poor bitch she still had gurgling away," Hannah says, smacking the top of her gut. You feel Sam prod at you again, then again, like she's trying to stir you up. "Yeah I'm impressed! Didn't think you'd get that belly down when I walked in," Sam says, continuing her annoying assault of Hannah's belly. "I do //*urp*// like my--hey can you //*urrp*// cut that out?" Hannah says. You feel her clasp a hand over the last spot Sam poked. "Aw come on, isn't it more fun when they struggle? This has gotta be making her mad," Sam says. She gives her belly a light shove, shaking up the inside of the chamber. The walls twitch a little and let out a sour groan, irritated by all the activity. Could Sam be trying to help you after all..? <</append>> <<elseif ($lastAction is "strong")>> <<set $predAction to "distracted">> <<set _predActionIntensity to 0>> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll > 10>> "Ugh, calm down you shit!" Hannah grunts. She starts to wrap her arms around you and you prepare to brace, but she pauses as Sam speaks up. "Hey why do you think the bathroom door locks?" she asks. "What?" Hannah replies. The grip she'd had loosens and starts to slip away. "Isn't it weird for anyone to be able to lock people out of the bathroom if it's meant for multiple people at once?" "I guess?" Hannah says. She seems to have forgotten the retaliation she was planning. <<else>> "Sit still and digest bitch!" Hannah growls as you rage against her stomach. You feel the walls around you start to tense up and grip you tighter. "So why were you so interested in the pool?" Sam suddenly interjects. "Huh?" Hannah says. You feel the walls start to loosen again. "You seemed really into the pool idea when we asked you," Sam replies. Hannah seems to stop paying attention to you as the two of them talk. <</if>> <</append>> <<elseif ($progress > 2) and ($counter is 0)>> <<set $predAction to "crush">> <<set $counter to 1>> <<include "preyPredAction">> <<else>> <<if _roll > 15>> <<set $predAction to "massage">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <<elseif _roll > 10>> <<set $predAction to "squeeze">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "distracted">> <<if _roll > 5>> <<include "preyPredAction">> <<else>> <<append "#digestion">> Sam is chatting with Hannah while you squirm inside of her, their conversation sounding suspiciously similar to the one you had in the morning. As frustrated with her as you are, she might be inadvertently helping you. Hannah doesn't seem to be paying any attention to you, the hand she had on her belly motionless and resting in an odd position. <</append>> <</if>> <</if>> <</if>>

<<set $samPrey.push({name: "Hannah", status: "fodder", details: "after she tried to eat you"})>>Stepping back into the front hall, you head straight for the front desk. As soon as you're out the door the woman at the desk turns your way and calls out with alarm. <<if $outfitState is "gone">>"Oh my!" she exclaims, ducking down to pull something out of a drawer in her desk. "Here you go honey, put these on. I can guess what happened," she says, handing you a clear plastic bag with clothes in it and averting her gaze.<<else>>"Oh dear, I thought some girls had gone in there when the tour passed through, are you alright honey?" she asks. "I'm a bit more digested than I'd like," you reply dryly. "I'm afraid that's just how things go around here, you've got to stay on your guard!" she tells you. She pulls something out of a drawer in her desk and offers it to you--a clear plastic bag with clothes in it. "Here, take this so you can freshen up. It's a school uniform--most of the staff will have one they can give you if this happens again" she adds with a warm smile.<</if>> "Thank you," you say, taking the clothes and quickly turning back to the bathroom. "Wait, isn't the girl that did this still in there?" the secretary asks, concerned. "Sorta," you reply as you rush back, locking the door again behind you. "Alright, I need to wash myself off in the sink too so get in one of these stalls while I change," you instruct Sam, glaring her way<<if $outfitState is "gone">> while shielding your body with the uniform<</if>>. <<if $outfitState is "gone">>"Pfft, why? It's not like //*urp*// there'll be anything I haven't seen," Sam says, sitting on the floor rubbing her gut. "I'm not standing up with this belly" "Ugh fine, at least look away!" you growl. She sort of complies, turning her gaze down toward her gut.<<else>>"Yeah, I guess..." Sam mumbles, struggling to her feet under the weight of her Hannah-filled belly. "//*UURP*// Whew, she didn't like that..." she adds as she squeezes into the furthest stall and closes the door.<</if>> You walk over to the sink<<if $outfitState != "gone">> already stripping off your ruined clothes<</if>> and start to wash off the residual acids on your skin. You notice a drain in the tile beneath the sink that the puddle beginning to form at your feet is flowing towards--giving you the realization that this is probably the primary use this particular bathroom gets. After a short while, you've gotten at least the majority of your body clean, though you still smell like the inside of a stomach. Uncomfortable with the fact that Sam <<if $outfitState is "gone">>is watching<<else>>is still in the room<</if>> while you're doing this, you dry yourself off with paper towels as quickly and haphazardly as you can, then crack open the bag with the uniform. The uniform is fairly standard for school attire--a white collared shirt with a grey jacket and a moderate length frilled navy skirt. To your surprise the bag also contains a set of plain black underwear--the bra is a size or two too big, but you can manage. You quickly don the new outfit, noticing that it has a slight lemon scent to it. Checking yourself out in the mirror, you decide that it's actually a pretty good look for you. <<if $outfitState != "gone">>You look down at the sad pile of your old clothes and decide to throw them in the trash, realizing that they're too far gone to bother with anymore.<</if>> <<if $outfitState is "gone">>"Lookin' good $name," Sam calls out, still sitting against the wall massaging her gut. "So professional."<<else>>"I'm all done, you can come out now," you say to Sam. "Finally, about //*urp*// time... Wow you look like a dork," she says, unable to help herself. "Oh but uh, much better than before."<</if>><<set $outfit to "uniform">><<set $outfitState to "normal">><<set $wardrobeUniform to true>><<set $knowUniform to true>> "Whatever," you reply, crossing your arms. "Just finish dealing with her so we can go..." You'd leave, but you don't really have anywhere to go at the moment. There's an awkward tension in the air accompanied by only a symphony of groans from Sam's stomach as Hannah's struggles slowly fade away. There's a few short lived attempts at conversation, including another brief apology from Sam, but it's mostly quiet. @@color:yellow;Sam seems like she still likes you, but you aren't sure how you feel about //her// after this.@@ "They've probably moved on from the tour by now, let's get going," you say, heading out the door while she's still struggling up onto her feet. [[Lunch Time->Lunch: Sam After Tour]]

<<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "weak">> <<if $acidStage < 1>> <<append "#digestion">> You push and kick at the slimy walls surrounding you, trying to be strategic about how much energy you put into it. With Alesha pressing down on you from above, however, you're barely even able to make them budge and you can't imagine it's accomplishing much. "Thanks $name, this feels great," Alesha laughs, rubbing a hand along the side of Sarah's belly. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<case "normal">> <<if $acidStage < 1>> <<append "#digestion">> Putting both of your hands in front of you, you push out as hard as you can, trying to stretch the walls farther than she can handle. But in the tight confines of Sarah's stomach, you don't have nearly enough leverage to lift Alesha off of you and you're forced to give up without making much of an impact. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<case "strong">> <<if $acidStage < 1>> <<append "#digestion">> You lash out at the slimy walls surrounding you, putting as much power as you can into your blows. You can feel Alesha weighing down on top of you, but with the force you're putting behind your squirming you know you must be kicking up some discomfort despite the obstacle.. "Mmmhmm, she's a real fighter" Alesha moans, rubbing a hand along the side of Sarah's belly. "Does she feel as good for you Sar-mmm!" She's cut off by a kiss from Sarah, or at least that's what it sounds like. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<case "progress">> <<if $progress is 2>> <<append "#digestion">> Sarah's stomach shudders around you, odd groans and gurgles filling the air. She grunts and grips you tight through her belly. "You okay Sare? Is she--" Alesha starts to say. "I'm fine," Sarah cuts in, letting go of you with a heavy exhale. "<<if $acidStage < 1>>Now come here~<<else>>Keep going...<</if>>" @@color:chartreuse;You're wearing her down, keep pushing!@@ <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<default>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</switch>>

<<set _roll to random(1,20)>> <<if ($acidStage is 3) and ($counter < 1)>> <<set $predAction to "crush">> <<set _predActionIntensity to 3>> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<set $counter to 1>> <<append "#digestion">> "F-Fuck! Just like that Ali..." Sarah moans. Suddenly, she jolts forward and gasps, sending acid crashing over your head. You can feel Alesha's head pressing into your space from below. You gasp for what little air is left, only for Sarah to grip you tight and make the acid level rise above your head again. Her breathing is heavy enough that the whole chamber is heaving around you. All the space inside her stomach is being taken up by her boiling acids--you're totally submerged! <</append>> <<elseif $lastAction is "strong">> <<set $predAction to "pleasure">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $acidStage is 0>> "Woah, she's going wild in there!" Alesha says, shifting to maintain her position under your assault. "//MMmm// I know..." Sarah moans. Her stomach walls squeeze you for a moment, then twitch as she gasps. "K-Keep squirming $name, you're amazing..." Both girls start to rub their hands into Sarah's belly with more force than before, forcing the slimy, acid-wet walls against you. It stings, but you notice that the flesh feels more tender than it did before. <<else>> The stomach walls tighten around you, so quick and forceful that it feels like reflex. Sarah lets out a tiny burp that morphs into a moan. "Oh my god <<print $name[0]>>-$name! Keep going, please don't //*urp*// stop moving like that..." Sarah says. You feel her movements against Alesha below you start to intensify, causing the acids pooled around you to splash and flow. You hear Alesha giggle, then the chamber tightens as she <<if $acidStage is 1>>hugs you tight from below, making Sarah gasp<<else>>grips Sarah's belly on either side and squeezes, making her gasp<</if>>. She starts to rub her hands forcefully into her gut, grinding the slimy walls against your body. It stings, but you notice that the flesh feels more tender than it did before. <</if>> <</append>> <<elseif $lastAction is "rest">> <<set $predAction to "shake">> <<append "#digestion">> "Oh c'mon $name, <<if $acidStage > 0>>d-<</if>>don't give up on us already! Your squirming feels so good..." Sarah says. <</append>> <<include "preyPredAction">> <<elseif $acidStage > 0>> <<if _roll > 10>> <<set $predAction to "pleasure">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <<elseif _roll > 3>> <<set $predAction to "massage">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> You feel two arms reach up from below you and start to massage Sarah's belly. The walls around you start to relax as they're gently rubbed against you by Alesha's efforts. Sarah lets out a soft moan and you feel the pressure from Alesha's hands get slightly stronger. "Hmmm, she treating you okay baby?" Alesha says. "Not as good as you are babe~" Sarah says, leaning back ever so slightly. With Alesha soothing them, the stomach walls almost feel like they're braced against your movements. <</append>> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "tease">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <</if>> <<else>> <<if _roll > 14>> <<set $predAction to "massage">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> Alesha starts to massage Sarah's belly, the walls around you beginning to relax as they're gently rubbed against you. Sarah lets out a soft moan and you feel the pressure from Alesha's hands get slightly stronger. "Hmmm, she treating you okay baby?" Alesha says. "Not as good as you are babe~" Sarah says, leaning back ever so slightly. With Alesha soothing them, the stomach walls almost feel like they're braced against your movements. <</append>> <<elseif _roll > 6>> <<set $predAction to "squeeze">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> Suddenly, Alesha's arms wrap tight around you, squeezing you from above. The stomach walls close in tight, pressing the slick flesh against your skin. "Hah... that feels good..." Sarah says. A moment later something else squeezes you, this time from below, increasing the pressure in her gut to a painful degree. You're squeezed so tight that you can make out the shape of what's gripping you--Sarah has her legs pressed into either side of her belly. "Don't let this stop you from squirming $name.~" <</append>> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "tease">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <</if>> <</if>>

<<set $time to 18>><<include "TIME">><<set $cookoutEmma to true>><<set $metBetty to true>>Now that you've realized it's Gabby, you feel a bit bad about trying to eat her. She seemed nice enough at lunch. "Oh actually I just remembered, Emma wanted to meet up at the cookout, I shouldn't leave her hanging. Let's talk later!" you say, getting up from the bench. "O-Oh, okay, uh, see you later," she says<<if $emmaInquiry1 > 0>>, taking a step back away from you<</if>>. You wave to her and hurry out of the garden. Soon after stepping back into the courtyard, you notice Emma and the girl you saw her with earlier not far from where you're standing. They seem to be arguing. You don't know if it's something you want to get in the middle of, so you walk a bit closer to listen in but try to stay where they won't notice you watching. "What, got nothing to say?" the mystery girl sneers. She's a blonde with her hair in a very long ponytail, wearing an asymmetric shirt, short shorts, and a heavy amount of makeup. You see Emma clench her fists. "I'm sorry, I couldn't hear you over all that makeup," she says halfheartedly. The other girl laughs. "Oh my god that was terrible! And you really shouldn't be talking down about makeup honey, with that disaster of a face it would really do you some good." Emma stamps her foot forward. "Ugh, that's enough Betty! Just--go away!" she shouts. "Oh what's wrong, can't take a little criticism? You gonna do something about it? You don't look like you could even keep a toddler down!" "Yeah well at least I know how to control my appetite!" Emma says. It's clear that struck a nerve with Betty. "Alright you know what bitch? I already lost a meal today, I think it's time for a replacement!" she shouts, lunging at Emma. <<link "Intervene">><<set $stamina -= 5>><<replace "#text">> You have no idea what started this, but no way are you going to stand by while someone tries to make a meal of <<if $emmaRel < 3>>your roommate<<else>>one of your friends<</if>>. You rush toward the two girls as Betty tackles Emma to the ground. Before she can make any other move you kick her hard in the side, knocking her onto the ground. "Back off bitch!" you shout. "Are you alright?" you ask Emma, offering her a hand. "FUCK!" Betty cries, clutching the spot where you kicked her. "Who the hell are you!?" "Y-Yeah... Thanks," Emma says, taking your hand. You pull her back to her feet. You look back over at Betty, glaring. "Get lost." She has a murderous glare, but looks between you and Emma and backs up a bit before getting back to her feet. "Whatever!" is all she says before stomping away, flipping you off for good measure. Emma goes over and sits on the bench behind you, arms crossed. "Boy am I glad you showed up when you did, I wasn't ready for her to really make a move..." "Don't mention it, I'm just glad I got here in time," you say, taking a seat next to her. "What was her deal?" "I don't know!" she says<<if $emmaRel > 3>>, leaning up against your shoulder<</if>>. "I saw her sitting alone over here and came over to say hi, and she just immediately starting hurling insults! That sort of stuff usually doesn't get to me, but for some reason... Ugh, some people just suck..." she says.<<if $emmaRel > 3>> She seems to notice the position she's in and abruptly sits back upright, glancing away for a second before turning back to you.<</if>> "You can say that again..." The two of you keep talking there on the bench all through the cookout, making a lot of jokes at Betty's expense. Emma seems pretty shaken up at first, but she fades back to her normal self after a little while. You eventually go back to get more food, leaving your original plate forgotten on the garden bench, and other than the lingering disappointment of losing Gabby you have a pleasant time.<<if $emmaRel < 4>> <<Emma 1>> <</if>><<set $emmaRelation1 to 1>>[["Head back to your dorm"->September 1st- Night]] <</replace>><</link>> <<link "See how this plays out">><<replace "#text">> <<set $emmaRelation1 to 2>><<set $karma -= 1>>Either too stunned to move, or morbidly curious about how well your roommate can take care of herself, you stay put despite the turn of events. Betty tackles Emma, taking her down to the ground. Emma screams as Betty pins her arms down. "Mmm, I bet you'll look great on me," Betty says, moving her hand to grip one of Emma's breasts. "Stop!" Emma squeals, using her now freed hand to slap Betty in the face. Betty simply grabs that hand and shoves it in her mouth. "No!" Betty brings her second arm up to follow the first, but her slight repositioning gives Emma just enough space to slip one of her legs out from under her assailant. She immediately strikes up with her knee with all the strength she can muster, hitting Betty square in the stomach. As she reels back from the shock, Emma uses her hands to pull Betty off of her to the side, before pulling them free from the confines of her mouth. You decide it's probably time to stop standing around as she frantically gets back on her feet. "Get away from me!" Emma cries. "Emma are you alright!?" you shout, rushing over as if you hadn't been watching this whole time. "Y-Yeah $name, I'm fine..." she answers, shaking saliva off her hands. "I'm just... I'm gonna head back to the dorm, I'll see you later tonight," she says with a halfhearted smile. "God dammit..." Betty mutters, coughing a bit. She struggles back to her feet and walks off without paying you any mind, leaving you standing alone. Having now missed out on a meal and nearly let your roommate get eaten by a stranger, you end up going back to the bench in the garden to mope. Gabby is nowhere to be found, perhaps scared off by your encounter even though you didn't try anything, so you end up sitting alone for the rest of the cookout. As a silver lining, the burgers are actually pretty good. [["Head back to your dorm"->September 1st- Night]] <</replace>><</link>>

<<set _roll to random(1,20)>> <<if $turn is 0>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<set _preyActionIntensity to 0>> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "You probably swallowed a ton of air when you stopped to //grope me// PERVERT!" Gabby cries from inside of you, starting to frantically shove and kick at your stomach walls. Though it's masked a bit by your stomach, her voice has the distinct quality of someone on the verge of tears. "L-Let me go psycho!" <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 6>> <<set $preyAction to "rest">> <<elseif $preyFrustration > 1>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<set $preyExhaustion += 1>> <<set $preyFrustration to 0>> <<append "#digestion">> "Why are you so mean? Y-You already ate me at least leave me alone!" Gabby suddenly snaps. "I don't wanna die!" You grimace as she starts to go wild inside of you. She's doing everything she can think of, squirming and shifting her body as much as the cramped space will allow, pushing out as far as the stomach walls will stretch. You can hear her sobbing<<if $acidStage > 0>> over the sloshing of the acids she's kicking up<</if>>. <</append>> <<elseif $preyExhaustion > 0>> <<if ($acidStage is 0) and (($lastAction is "relax") or ($lastAction is "massage"))>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<if $preyExhaustion > 1>><<set $preyExhaustion -= 1>><</if>> <<append "#digestion">> Expecting Gabby to be tired out after that, you're so caught off guard by her sudden shove forward that you nearly fall off the bench. With a shout she seems to find a second wind, raging against your stomach walls with renewed vigor. Your belly grumbles as it sways side to side with her efforts. "J-Just let me out!" she cries. <</append>> <<else>> <<set $preyAction to "rest">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<elseif $acidStage > 1>> <<if $progress > 2>><<set _roll += 10>><</if>> <<if _roll > 15>> <<set $preyAction to "struggle">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <<else>> <<set $preyAction to "rest">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if ($lastPreyAction is "struggle") or ($lastPreyAction is "rage")>> The sloshing in your gut slows as Gabby seems to lose steam. You can still feel her moving slightly, but she isn't making any real effort to resist you. <<else>> You hear Gabby whimper inside of you, but she doesn't seem to be doing much. There's still a bit of movement, but nothing like before. Maybe she's given up. <</if>> <</append>> <</if>> <<else>> <<if _roll > 12>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <<else>> <<set $preyAction to "struggle">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <</if>> <<if $turn != 6>><<append "#digestion">> <</append>><</if>>

<<if $preyHealth <= 0>> <<append "#digestion">> You lean back on the bench to relax, enjoy your meal, and take in the view. The garden //is// pretty beautiful, you can see why she wanted to come out here. Inside your churning gut, Gabby's efforts begin to slow. Although you kept her down fine, she'd been putting up a pretty serious fight for a while there. Digestion has taken its toll, however, and at this point you can barely even feel her moving. You gently run your hands along the bulge she's making. Between the scenery and your predatory bliss, you actually manage to doze off for a little while. When you come to, the sky is getting dark and you notice that the weight in your belly feels much softer than it did before. You push your fingers into it with a grin, stirring up a loud burp from the pressure. @@color:lime;Gabby has been digested!@@ You stretch your arms out before clumsily getting back on your feet, still adjusting to the current weight in your stomach. You aren't sure exactly how much time has passed, but you can still hear others at the cookout so you can't have been out that long. Regardless, it's probably time to turn in for the night. <<include "playerPredEnd">>[[Head back to your dorm->September 1st- Night]] <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 1>> <<append "#digestion">> "Hey, some people like to //*Urp*// play with their food, don't judge," you tell her. You trace your hand around the bulges in your belly and push down a bit where you're pretty sure her boobs are to taunt her. "S-stop!" she whimpers "I'm not food..." "You sure feel like food to me." <<if $lunchEmma>><<if $emmaInquiry1 > 0>>"Was one person really not enough for you?" she asks in a defeated tone. "Oh, you mean Mandy? Yeah, she was scrawny as hell, you're much more filling!" you answer, patting the top of your gut. "O-Oh..." she murmurs.<<else>>"And here I... I thought you were pretty nice back at lunch..."<</if>><<if ($lastAction != "crush") and ($lastAction != "squeeze")>>Her calm tone doesn't quite match up with how frantic her struggling still is.<</if>> <</if>> <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 3>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <<append "#digestion">> "I knew I should have... //shouldn't// have come, not after earlier... I just wanted to see the garden..." she sighs. <</append>> <<replace "#special">> <<link "Send her a flower">> <<append "#digestion">> "You want to see the flowers huh? I can help with that," you tell her. "What..?" she replies. Her voice is starting to sound hoarse. After making a quick check that there aren't any cameras around that an overzealous gardener might use to catch you, you lean over to the patch of orange flowers next to the bench and pry one of the bulbs off its stem. Without putting any real thought into it, you pop it into your mouth. It's a pretty unpleasant sensation--it's quite bitter and the petals make it feel like you're sucking on a piece of paper. You quickly swallow it whole, sending the peace offering down to the prisoner in your stomach. "Did you really..?" you hear her say after a few seconds and some fumbling around in your gut. "Yeah, now you have your own //*urp*// personal garden in there! I'm sure they won't--wait those aren't poisonous are they?" you ask, remembering in a moment of clarity that eating random plants is usually a bad idea. "This is one of those <<if $lunchEmma and ($emmaInquiry1 is 0)>>ones I was showing you right before you...<<else>>ones that are right next to the bench <</if>>right? Yeah they are a little bi--Uh actually I mean, one isn't really a garden is it? Could you send more?" Gabby answers. "Hah, you gotta be at least a little more subtle than that. You got that one, now settle in and //*uuurp*// digest," you say a little nervously.<<set $sceneDefense to -2>><<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<SidebarText>><</replace>> <</append>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <</link>> <<link "Ask about her other incident">> <<append "#digestion">> "So... you've brought it up twice now with that whole 'nOt AgAiN' thing earlier. Who's belly did you spend time with before mine?" you ask Gabby. "I-It was during the tour, this blonde girl with a ponytail... I don't even... don't know her name, she just-" Gabby mumbles over the sound of your stomach groaning. "She didn't even give you her name!?" you interrupt. "Some people have no standards these days! I'm sure her stomach was disgusting too." "THEY'RE ALL DISGUSTING!" Gabby shouts. "$name, let me out of here! Please!" "Well, not if you're going to insult me like that! And here I thought I was an accommodating host," you say, laughing to yourself a little. "You got out of vague blonde girl's gut earlier, why don't you just let //yourself// out of there?" "I didn't! Professor Slate //made// her spit me up! If she hadn't... Please, get me out of here!" she pleads. "You'll just have to try harder," you taunt. <</append>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <</link>> <</replace>> <<elseif $turn is 6>> <<append "#digestion">> "P-Please $name..." Gabby mumbles. You can hear the dread in her voice--with your digestive process in full swing, the full reality of her situation must have sunk in. "There's still time to... you can let me out..." You just pat your belly with a smile. Seems like the fight is over. <</append>> <</if>>

<<if $preyHealth <= 0>> <<append "#digestion">> It's clear Mandy has accepted her fate, as even though you can still hear occasional sniffling and sobbing your belly remains completely still. A bit disappointing--the squirming is half the fun--but just the sensation of having her in there is satisfying enough. That said, you still shake your belly to try and rile her up again. "You still with me? Is that really all you had in you?" you prod. There's a weak kick in response, but you still just hear the groaning of your stomach at work. You shrug, even though she'd have no way of knowing. "Suit yourself, I've got no problems with you accepting your place as my food." For the rest of the cookout, you just sit back on the bench and relax, enjoying the feeling of Mandy stewing away inside of you. You idly run your hand along your belly the whole time, feeling the bulges of Mandy's body pressing against your skin and soothing your gurgling stomach. You catch a few other students looking your way every now and then, but all of them keep their distance. Over time you stop hearing any signs of Mandy, and the weight in your gut starts to feel less... defined. Curious, you poke it with one hand and push the finger in hard. "//*UUUUUURRRP!*//" You let out an enormous belch, your hand not finding much resistance and managing to stir up a lot of gas. There's a wet squelching sound as you pull your finger back and your belly relaxes again. With a satisfied sigh, you pat the top of it. @@color:lime;Mandy has been digested!@@ Most people have cleared out of the courtyard by now and the sun is getting very low in the sky. With Mandy gone, you finally stand back up from the bench, listening to the sloshing inside your belly from all the movement. It's probably time for you to turn in for the night. <<include "playerPredEnd">>[[Head back to your dorm->September 1st- Night]] <</append>> <<elseif ($preyHealthThreshold is 3) and ($counter is 0)>> <<set $counter to 1>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $mandyEscaped is "released">>"I-I don't understand $name. You let me out before, why would you do this?" Mandy says with a sniffle. "I know, but... I was given the perfect opportunity twice in one day, this was clearly meant to be," you answer as you massage your bulging belly. You do feel a little bad, but she feels //way// too good to consider letting her out again. "You're so cruel..." she whimpers.<<else>>"P-Please, I didn't do anything wrong," Mandy pleads. "A-Alice is gone now right? You impressed her, n-now you can let me out!" You're a little offended by that. "I didn't do this to //impress// anyone, it was just a bonus for speaking my mind," you answer, grabbing one of the bulges she's making and squeezing it tight to make your annoyance clear. "AH! Okay I'm sorry! I just don't... don't wanna..." she whimpers<</if>> "I knew I never should have come to this thing after what happened earlier..." <</append>> <</if>>

<<set _roll to random(1,20)>> <<if $turn is 0>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "N-No... NO! <<if $mandyEscaped is "failed">>I got away!<<else>>I made it out!<</if>> So why..." Mandy whimpers. She suddenly lashes out, squirming like crazy and relentlessly pushing and kicking at your stomach. "What did I do!?" <</append>> <<elseif $preyFrustration > 2>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<set $preyFrustration to 0>> <<set $preyExhaustion += 1>> <<append "#digestion">> A hard shove from inside your belly catches you off guard enough that you jump forward a bit. Mandy yells and seems to kick her struggling into overdrive, your belly writhing with movement. "ENOUGH! JUST LEAVE ME ALONE, PLEASE!" she screams, still thrashing around. You can tell she's pushing herself as hard as she can--your stomach is actually starting to ache. "I-I don't deserve this... Why are you so awful!?" <</append>> <<elseif $preyExhaustion > 0>> <<set $preyAction to "rest">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <<elseif $progress > 1>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <<elseif $lastAction is "relax">> <<set $preyAction to "struggle">> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> While you're relaxing, you feel Mandy run a curious hand along the walls of your stomach. You rest your hand on the shifting bulge of hers, only for her to push out at you hard. She seems to have found some fight, continuing to make more concentrated blows like this. <</append>> <<else>> <<set $preyAction to "brace">> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll > 10>> Mandy is curled up in a ball inside you, hugging her legs tight. You're a little surprised how small it's making your gut look for carrying an entire person with her compacted like that. You wait for her to do something, but she seems content to just sit and whimper. <<else>> "I'm so stupid..." Mandy says with a sniffle. She seems to be mumbling more, but you can't make it out through the walls of your stomach. She isn't moving or fighting, just sitting with her arms held against the walls to give herself some space. <</if>> <</append>> <</if>> <<append "#digestion">> <</append>> /* Mandy is disheartened from being eaten(or nearly eaten) twice in one day, so outside of an initial burst of energy she's pretty passive in this scene -Fights hard the first turn, complaining about the fact that she's in you for the second time -After that, she mostly braces or rests -If you do nothing, she'll struggle a little bit -If she manages to get you below half, she becomes reinvigorated and will go back to her strategy from the first scene of raging until tired -Always rages when she hits three frustration */

<<set _roll to random(1,2)>> <<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "relax">> <<if $preyAction is "brace">> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> Feeling that she isn't doing anything, you decide to relax as well. She seems to be submitting to your stomach, so you might as well let it do its thing. <<else>> You aren't quite sure what she's planning, if anything, but you decide to just sit back and wait for her to make a move. The lack of activity is comfortable, but a little boring. <</if>> <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "taunt">> <<if $preyAction is "brace">> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> "Come on,<<if $mandyEscaped != "failed">> where's the fight from last time?<<else>> do something!<</if>> you say, prodding the side of your belly. "This is so boring..." In an attempt to get a reaction out of her, you start poking and grabbing at her constantly. She tries to keep her calm, but you can feel her starting to pull away from your intrusions more aggressively. You hear her make a sound somewhere between a grunt and whining. <<else>> Annoyed by her inaction, you grab your belly and shake it a little bit. "What's wrong? Don't tell me you're enjoying it in there," you say, slapping the side of your belly. Mandy grumbles and shifts a little bit in response. <</if>> <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "damaged">> <<if $preyHealthThreshold is 1>> <<append "#digestion">> Mandy is barely holding out against the churning of your stomach. She's barely moving at this point, and when she does you can feel that there isn't much power behind it. She's mumbling something to herself, but the only words you can make out over the noises of your stomach are "I'm sorry". @@color:lime;$preyName is on her last legs!@@ <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<default>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</switch>>

<<set $time to 18>><<include "TIME">>You get the message loud and clear<<if $mandyEscaped is "released">>, and although you hesitate a bit since you did //willingly// let her out before,<<set $karma -= 2>><<else>>, and<</if>> reclaiming your earlier meal is too good of an opportunity to pass up. Giving Alice a nod and a slight smile, you start to walk over to Mandy. "<<print $name[0]>>-$name what a-are you..." Mandy mumbles, terror in her eyes. "I think it's pretty obvious honey, you should probably run," the other girl says, backing up a bit with her arms crossed. You glance over at her for a moment. "You should probably learn to follow your own advice." On cue, Alice pounces on her, knocking her over and shoving her head into her mouth before they've even hit the ground. You lunge at Mandy in turn, but in the moment you were distracted she finally found her courage and took off running. @@color:orange;Your strength fails you.@@ "Fuck..." you mutter. You briefly try to give chase, but don't make it very far before realizing you'll never close the gap--she's surprisingly fast! Disappointed and hungry, you walk back over to Alice. Amazingly, her stomach is already bulging out with the squirming shape of the other girl. "Incredible //*uuurp*// work $name," she says, giving you one of the most judgemental looks you've ever seen. "I give you the one that was insultingly easy, and you fucked it up.<<if $aliceRel < 0>> I'm embarrassed that I actually thought you could do better for a moment there.<</if>>" "I had no idea she could move that fast!" you say, trying to justify your failure. "Pathetic, unobservant. You're useless to me. <<if $aliceRel < 0>>Get out of my sight<<else>>Leave<</if>>," Alice commands. "Ugh, whatever," you say. Having lost both your meals, Mandy and the plate you dropped to give chase, you go back to the service area for more food.<<if $aliceRel > -2>> <<Alice -1>><</if>> Once you've gotten your replacement food, you head toward the fountain in hopes of meeting back up with Emma. Unfortunately, you can't seem to find her or whatever girl she was talking to. <<if $samRel > 1>> You quickly scan the crowd hoping to maybe find Sam, but she doesn't seem to be out here.<</if>><<if $tourLocker and ($freshCoupleRel >= 0)>> In the end you go back over to sit with Sarah, Alesha, and Professor Juniper while you eat your food, but join the conversation too late to really get much out of it.<<else>> You end up sitting alone at one of the benches to eat, and rather than hang around being lonely you decide to turn in early.<</if>> [[Head back to your dorm->September 1st- Night]]

<<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "progress">> <<if $progress is 2>> <<append "#digestion">> An encouragingly unusual groan echoes through your prison in response to your efforts, followed by the feeling of Alice stopping in her tracks. You keep at it, feeling the stomach walls starting to slow their writhing and start to tighten, becoming unsure of how worthwhile you are as a meal. <<if ($predAction is "eat") or ($turn is 6)>>"Oh, didn't //*urp*// like that huh? This little gutslut still has a bit of pride? I hope you realize the only way you're ever coming out is through the back door,"<<else>>"//*UURP*// Ugh, just give it up already, you're my food now. Nothing you can do in there is gonna change that,"<</if>> Alice says. She talks big, but she still isn't moving. Another good kick and the walls crush down around you for a moment, throbbing with this intensified pressure a few times. Much to your dismay however, her stomach recovers before you're able to make an attempt at freedom. As you prepare for another attack while she's still weak, you hear a strange sound coming from above you. Moments later an icy cold liquid pours down over you from above, destroying your concentration and making you aimlessly squirm in surprise. Judging by the scent, it's lemonade. "Now stay put~" Alice hums. @@color:chartreuse;You're wearing her down, keep pushing!@@ <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<default>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</switch>>

<<set _roll to random(1,20)>> <<if ($progress > 1) and ($counter is 0)>> <<set $predAction to "crush">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<set $counter to 1>> <<append "#digestion">> The instant you start to move at all, the stomach walls crush in hard around you. You can feel Alice clenching her muscles as hard as she can, compressing the space inside her so much that you can barely even breath, slimy flesh pressing in against you from all sides. "Don't think for even a //second// that you can beat me," she hisses. <</append>> <<elseif ($lastAction is "strong")>> <<set $predAction to "crush">> <<set _predActionIntensity to 0>> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "You think you're tough, huh? Maybe you still don't understand your place," Alice sneers. She wraps her arms around her belly and hugs it tight. You try to resist, but she crushes the fight right out of you and manages to lock your arms at your side. The slick walls of her stomach feel eager to take advantage of your subdued state. "//*UUrrp*// There, that's more fitting for you.~" <</append>> <<elseif $acidStage is 3>> <<set $predAction to "massage">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll > 10>> The other girl with Alice is going all out on her massage. You feel her hands pushing in hard, rubbing and kneading against your body as they slide all over the surface of Alice's belly. You hear Alice let out a contented sigh and feel her ease back a little as she's soothed by the girl's efforts. <<else>> "Not bad, but go a little lower," Alice commands. The girl obliges and you feel her push in deep against your legs. She continues to work her hands over you, easing the stomach walls around you and working the acids into your skin. <</if>> <</append>> <<elseif $acidStage is 2>> <<if _roll > 5>> <<set $predAction to "eat">> <<set _predActionIntensity to 0>> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll > 12>> Much to your disgust, more of Alice's burger makes its way into her stomach with you. She rests her free hand under her belly and bounces it slightly a few times, stirring up the stew surrounding you, before taking another bite. <<else>> You find yourself distracted as more pieces of slimy, chewed up food start to push into Alice's gut alongside you. She laughs under her breath when you squirm to get away from the slop. <</if>> <</append>> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "tease">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <</if>> <<elseif $progress > 1>> <<if _roll > 16>> <<set $predAction to "crush">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "squeeze">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <</if>> <<else>> <<if _roll > 12>> <<set $predAction to "squeeze">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "distracted">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <</if>> <</if>>

<<for $timePassed += ($time - $timeLast) ; $timePassed >= .25 ; $timePassed -= .25>> /* Stamina Regen */ <<if $stamina < $staminaRegenCap>> <<if $fullness > $capacity>> <<elseif $fullness >= 10>> <<if $stamina < ($staminaRegenCap - 50)>> <<set $stamina += ($staminaMax * ($staminaRegenMulti * 1.5))>> <<set $stamina to Math.min($stamina, ($staminaRegenCap - 50))>> <</if>> <<elseif $fullness > 0>> <<set _temp to ($fullness * 5)>> <<if $stamina < ($staminaRegenCap - _temp)>> <<set $stamina += ($staminaMax * ($staminaRegenMulti * 1.5))>> <<set $stamina to Math.min($stamina, ($staminaRegenCap - _temp))>> <</if>> <<else>> <<set $stamina += ($staminaMax * $staminaRegenMulti)>> <<set $stamina to Math.min($stamina, $staminaRegenCap)>> <</if>> <</if>> <<set $stamina to Math.trunc($stamina)>> /* Health Regen */ <<if $health < $healthMax>> <<set $health to Math.clamp($health + 1, 0, $healthMax)>> <</if>> <<if $stomachHealth < $stomachStrength>> <<set $stomachHealth to Math.clamp($stomachHealth + 2, 0, $stomachStrength)>> <</if>> /* Capacity Experience */ <<if $fullness > ($capacity * 0.5)>> <<if $fullness > $capacity>> <<set $capacityXP += 5>> <<elseif $fullness == $capacity>> <<set $capacityXP += 3>> <<else>> <<set $capacityXP += 1>> <</if>> <</if>> /* Digestion */ <<if $digestion > 0>> <<set $digestionTimer += randomFloat(0.22,0.28)>> <<if $digestionTimer > $digestionThreshold>> <<IncrementDigestion>> <</if>> <</if>> <</for>><<set $timeLast to $time>>

<<set $ateChandra to true>><<set $preyName to "Chandra">><<set $preyHealthMax to 24>><<set $preyResilience to 1>><<set $preyFrustration to 0>><<set $preyExhaustion to 0>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "Chandra_PredActions">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "Chandra_Struggle">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "Chandra(TEXT)">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Eat Chandra- Failure">><<set $preySize to 5>><<set $fullness += $preySize>>\ You make up your mind: It's almost lunch time anyway and Chandra will be much more satisfying than whatever they're serving. Knowing you need to act fast in case Leah intervenes, you rush toward the two girls as they vanish behind the lockers, ignoring Sarah. You whip around the corner and grab Chandra's shoulders, pulling back to drag her toward you. "Hey..!" she gasps, though curiously it's a few moments before you've actually done anything. You also notice a strange resistance at first when you try to pull her, disappearing as soon as Leah jumps back in surprise. Despite the oddity of the situation, your maneuver is successful and you pull her head directly into your waiting mouth, wrapping your arms around the rest of her body to keep her subdued. @@color:yellowgreen;You overpowered your prey.@@ "Um..." Leah says, taking another step back and burying her hands in her hoodie. There's a moan from the other side of the lockers that makes her turn her head. She turns back to face you just as you make your first big swallow and pull Chandra's head into your throat. "I'm... h-have fun..." she says quietly, hurrying past you with her head down. Shortly after, you hear the door to the locker room slam shut. At least you can be sure she won't interfere. You find yourself regretting your approach. Chandra's hair is greasy and a little scratchy as it slides past your tongue, and since you took her from behind you can't escape the lengthy braid even as you bring her in up to her shoulders. You swallow again and shift your arms to start lifting her up, eager to push past it. On the bright side, she seems to be completely stunned by the turn of events, barely moving at all as she slides into you. After a few more hard swallows, her head and shoulders push into your stomach and start to stretch out your belly. More importantly, you finally feel the tip of her braid slide past your lips, the odd bulge following the rest of her down your throat. With little more than her hips hanging out of your mouth, she finally starts to squirm and kick. "$name is this you I'm in??" her muffled voice shouts. "God dammit! Pretty sure Leah was about to eat me too! How the hell did I only grab assholes to come with me!?" You don't even register her complaint, because your tongue just ran over the tiny strip of exposed skin between her shirt and shorts. Your eyes light up. Maybe it's just because of how unpleasant her hair was, but she tastes //amazing//. It's an oddly sweet, almost creamy flavor, like her skin was dusted with sugar. Grabbing her thighs, you force her shorts up as high as you can and greedily gulp down her hips to get the clothing out of the way as quickly as possible. "Hey, c'mon!" Chandra protests. You take your time with the rest of her, running your tongue along her legs and savoring every moment as she slides into you. Once she's in past her knees, you pull off her sandals and toss them aside. As her feet start to disappear behind your lips, you take a seat on the end of the bench, shifting back a little so that it supports your writhing gut. After running your tongue along the tips of her toes for one final taste, you swallow her down, sending the last of her on its way to your belly. "//*UUurp*// Wow, you were //*urp* delicious//!" you say, placing a hand on your gut. "And that's not a taunt I'm //*urp*// serious, what soap do you use?"<<set $sceneAttack to 0>><<set $sceneDefense to 0>><<done>><<include $sceneActionsLink>><<replace "#actionReminder">><<PredActionReminder>><</replace>><</done>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "predOptions">></div>

<<if $preyHealth <= 0>> <<append "#digestion">> Chandra seems to finally give in completely, the vague bulges of her body in your belly going still. Your gut is even starting to soften and round out already. You gently run a hand along the top of it, and when you still don't feel any movement, you squeeze in hard from the front. "//*UUUURRRP*// Almost as good on the way back~" you say quietly, the pressure forcing up a lot of gas that carried a tiny hint of her sweet flavor. There's a satisfying sloshing sound when you let go and your belly shifts back into place. @@color:lime;Chandra has been digested!@@ "Woah, someone's enjoying themselves over there!" you hear someone laugh from the other side of the lockers. Alesha peeks her head around the corner, then turns her head back. "Yeah it's Chandra that's been gurgling, Sare." "Oh yay! I saw Leah leave and I was worried you were the one digesting over here," Sarah says, walking over to your side of the lockers in the middle of putting her shirt back on. "You're too cute for that," she adds with a wink. "It's almost time for lunch, we were gonna head over now. You wanna come with?" Alesha asks. "Oh don't be silly, Ali, look at her! She's not going anywhere like that," Sarah says. She leans over and pokes your distended belly, giggling. "Yeah, she's right," you say. "I think I'm gonna let Chandra settle in a little more before I leave." "Totally get it! Maybe we'll catch you later!" Alesha says. "Yeah you need to show us how Chandra turns out!" Sarah adds, cupping her breasts and giggling. Alesha pouts a little at that, but Sarah kisses her on the cheek and she goes back to smiling. The two of them walk away and out of the room, Sarah clinging to Alesha's arm. <<Couple 1>> With the room to yourself, you lay back on the bench, massaging your belly as it starts to get to work breaking down your meal. The groaning of your stomach echoes off the walls of the empty room. You could stay like this all day, but eventually you remember that you don't even have the key to your room yet, so you should probably regroup before lunch is over. With a lot of sloshing from your belly, you ease yourself off the bench. After stretching for a moment, you slowly start to make your way over to the dining hall. <<include "playerPredEnd">>[[Rejoin the group->September 1st- Lunch]] <</append>> <<elseif ($turn is 4) and ($counter != 2)>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <<append "#digestion">> "Alright, $name, since you're digesting me you gotta level with me," Chandra says. You can still feel some slight movement while she talks. "Why'd you eat me? Like, me specifically, I mean. Leah was right there." <</append>> <<replace "#special">> <<link "It was more convenient">> <<append "#digestion">> "Just more convenient I guess," you say, running a hand along your belly. "You were right there with your back turned." "Fair I guess..." she mutters. <</append>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <</link>> <<link "This was the only reason I came with you">> <<append "#digestion">> <<set $preyFrustration += 1>> "Are you kidding? I only came with you in the first place because you looked delicious. And damn was I right!" you laugh, slapping the side of your gut. Chandra immediately shoves back in the same spot. "Seriously? Come on! Ugh, I knew I shouldn't have trusted anyone from this school..." she grumbles. <</append>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <</link>> <</replace>> <</if>>

<<set _roll to random(1,20)>> <<if $turn is 0>> <<set $preyAction to "struggle">> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> You lurch forward a bit as Chandra shoves the inside of your stomach, the front of your belly briefly bulging forward. "That's not what's important right now, you jerk!" she grunts. She's starting to shift and test the walls. "And Leah just left after that, didn't she? How did I manage to only get assholes to come with me..." <</append>> <<elseif $counter > 1>> <<if $counter is 2>> <<set $counter to 3>> <<set $preyAction to "rest">> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "D-Dammit..." Chandra mutters, panting. You don't feel much movement anymore, your belly almost completely still after her outburst. She lightly presses a hand against your stomach in front of her. "Guess you really got me, huh? Thought I'd make it at least a little longer..." <</append>> <<else>> <<set $preyAction to "rest">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<elseif $preyFrustration > 3>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<set _preyActionIntensity to 2>> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<set $counter to 2>> <<append "#digestion">> "//UGH//, THAT'S IT!" Chandra suddenly shouts. Your stomach kicks to life, bulges popping out and shifting all over the place as she goes wild thrashing around. You immediately wince and start to feel a little sick. "Hey, t-take it e-" "NO! I just wanted to have a little fun, make some friends. But now Sarah and Alesha are fucking, I'm in your STOMACH and you're being a dick about it, and if it wasn't you Leah was gonna eat me too!" she says. There's a brief pause in her movements, but then with a roar she starts to fight even harder. <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 4>> <<set $preyAction to "probe">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <<elseif $lastAction is "taunt">> <<set $preyAction to "brace">> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $preyFrustration is 1>> "You know, I'm already in your stomach, do you have to be such an ass about it?" Chandra huffs. You feel her pushing out a little, holding the walls away from her body. She seems content to just hold her position for now. <<elseif $preyFrustration is 2>> Chandra gives a rough kick forward, but then seems to curl up into a tighter ball than your gut had already forced her into. "At least one of us is having fun here..." she mutters. <<else>> "God will you chill? Just get it over with if you're not gonna let me out," Chandra says. She's keeping her arms held out to give herself some breathing room. It feels like they're shaking a little. <</if>> <</append>> <<elseif ($lastPreyAction is "brace") and ($lastAction is "crush")>> <<set $preyAction to "struggle">> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Ha! You thought you could put me down that easily?" Chandra laughs, starting to squirm as soon as you release your grip. She seems to be putting her frustration into it, pushing harder and shifting faster than she has before. <</append>> <<elseif ($lastPreyAction is "probe") and ($lastAction != "squeeze")>> <<set $preyAction to "struggle">> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll > 10>> Chandra suddenly lashes out, rocking back and forth and pushing against the sides of your belly. She's very methodical about it, like she'd been preparing for this. You can't deny that the rhythmic motion is making your stomach feel strange. <<else>> After a pause, you feel Chandra's hands gently rest on the top of your stomach. Then, she suddenly pushes up hard while also pushing down with her legs, almost like she's trying to stand up while inside of you. You grimace as it starts to stretch your stomach past the point of comfort. <</if>> <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 3>> <<set $preyAction to "rest">> <<append "#digestion">> Chandra seems to be sitting still for the moment. It's tough to tell for sure, but it feels like she has her arms crossed. "...'make friends the first day', she says, 'Be friendly with everyone dear!'. Hope you're happy mom..." you hear her muttering to herself. <</append>> <<elseif $acidStage > 1>> <<if _roll > 10>> <<set $preyAction to "rest">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll > 16>> You hear a splash and a sigh as Chandra drops her arms to her sides. Then she lightly pushes out with one of her legs a few times, making your stomach acids slosh. "Thought I'd make it at least a little longer," she says. "At least this doesn't hurt as much as I thought it would..." <<elseif _roll > 13>> Chandra seems to be sitting still for the moment. It's tough to tell for sure, but it feels like she has her arms crossed. "...why couldn't it at least have been the cute one..." you hear her muttering to herself. <<else>> Chandra seems to be sitting still for the moment. It's tough to tell for sure, but it feels like she has her arms crossed. "...gonna end up on this jerk's ass or something, bullshit. I wonder what they're gonna do with my stuff..." you hear her muttering to herself. <</if>> <</append>> <<else>> <<set $preyAction to "probe">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<elseif $turn > 3>> <<if _roll > 10>> <<set $preyAction to "probe">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <<else>> <<set $preyAction to "struggle">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<else>> <<set $preyAction to "struggle">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<append "#digestion">> <</append>> /* Chandra is very frustrated with the turn of events, but doesn't have the level of urgency you'd expect in her attempts to get out. She's more strategic with her energy -her opening action is her shoving against your stomach and saying something like "That's not what's important right now, you jerk!" and demanding to be let out. -First few rounds she struggles unless she's reacting to something specific -Reacts immediately to taunting by bracing, but with verbal annoyance that changes based on how much frustration you've built up. If she gets to 4 frustration, she lets loose. This does a lot of damage, but she won't do anything but rest again if you survive, with unique dialogue on the turn after -On the turn the acid stage rises, if she isn't reacting to you, she does her pouting rest -On turn 4, unless her frustration has hit its cap, she probes while asking you why you chose her specifically to eat -After turn 4, she will either probe or struggle -If she probes and you don't squeeze or crush her, next turn she performs a stronger struggle -If you crush her while she's bracing(which only happens if you taunted her), her next turn she'll also do a stronger struggle and laugh at you(exhaustion doesn't actually have any effect on her since she's scripted to stop entirely after her only rage) -When the second acid stage starts, she'll switch to only resting (accepting her fate and just kinda pouting about how things ended up) or probing */

<<set _roll to random(1,2)>> <<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "taunt">> <<if $counter is 0>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<set $counter to 1>> <<append "#digestion">> "You know, I guess I should //*urp*// thank you. If you hadn't invited me along, I would never have gotten such a satisfying meal!" you laugh, shaking your belly a little to make sure she's paying attention to you. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "damaged">> <<if $preyHealthThreshold is 3>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <<elseif $preyHealthThreshold is 2>> <<append "#digestion">> Chandra's movements seem to be slowing, and you can feel her trembling a little whenever she tries to fight against the churning of your stomach. "Any shot you just, uh, let me out?" she asks. "//*uurp*// Nope," you answer, patting the top of her head. "Yeah, I guess I wouldn't let me out either..." she sighs. @@color:chartreuse;Your stomach is taking its toll on Chandra!@@ <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<default>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</switch>>

<<set $time to 13.25>><<include "TIME">><<set $ateChandra to false>><<set $lockerChandra to "vomit">>Something Chandra does hits just the right spot and a sharp pain cuts through your abdomen. You jolt forward, first clutching your belly, then covering your mouth. "<<if $turn > 7>>Oh shit, really?<<else>>Finally, it's about time,<</if>>" Chandra says, her last words getting slurred as her head is forced into your throat. You try desperately to swallow her back down, but your stomach has had enough and relentlessly squeezes her back out of you. "Come on, just..." Chandra grumbles as her head and shoulders emerge from your mouth, wiggling her body to try and get out faster. "There we--ah!" She slides unceremoniously out of your mouth and out onto the ground, bumping her head against the lockers. <<if $turn > 7>>It looks like she's in rough shape, completely naked and laying face down on the ground<<elseif $turn > 2>>It looks like she's in rough shape, laying face down on the ground without a shirt, the rest of her clothes frayed and damaged<<else>>She looks pretty much the same as when she went in, just a little slimier<</if>>. She gets up onto her knees, touching a hand to her forehead. Meanwhile, you're still hacking up a lung as your body tries to deal with losing her. "Ugh, you're totally killing the mood over there!" you hear Sarah shout from the other side of the lockers. Chandra stands up and stomps one of her feet<<if $turn > 7>>, not seeming to care about how exposed she is<</if>>. "Ugh, this is just great!" she growls, going to retrieve the sandals you'd tossed aside. "Where am I gonna get <<if $turn > 7>>a new outfit<<else>>a change of clothes<</if>>? Definitely how I wanted my first day to go, thanks a lot $name..." She continues to grumble as she storms off toward the door. "Oh gross!" you hear Alesha say when Chandra passes in front of them. "Eww and it's starting to smell like vomit too... Let's just go to lunch Ali..." Sarah says. "Yeah, let's go." Not long after Chandra's exit, you hear the door open and slam shut again. <<Couple -1>> You sigh and get up from the bench, looking at Chandra's slimy trail of footprints with a frown. You still don't feel great, but you figure there isn't much for you to do but to follow their lead and head to lunch as well. <<include "playerPredFail">>[[Head to lunch->September 1st- Lunch]]

<<set $lockerChandra to "fail">>You make up your mind: It's almost lunch time anyway and Chandra will be much more satisfying than whatever they're serving. Knowing you need to act fast in case Leah intervenes, you rush toward the two girls as they vanish behind the lockers, ignoring Sarah. You whip around the corner and grab Chandra's shoulders. "Hey..!" she gasps, though curiously it's a few moments before you've actually done anything. You try to pull her back toward you, but you're met with a strange resistance, like something else is pulling her in the other direction. When she doesn't budge, you try to pull harder, but the brief moment of confusion gave her the opportunity she needed to break free from your grip. "What the hell guys!" she shouts, stepping away and forcing you back with a shove. Leah shrinks away from the scene, looking very embarrassed. Chandra stamps one foot forward and balls her hands into fists. "You've gotta be kidding me!" You shift to the side so that you're blocking the way to the door, not ready to give up on your meal yet. Chandra notices and stares you down, holding her ground. You lunge forward to grab her, but she jumps back, then runs forward after her dodge. You're just a split second too slow to stop her as she slips past you and heads for the door. @@color:orange;Your strength fails you.@@ "I, uh, I guess we're done here..." Leah mumbles. While you were focused on Chandra, she'd snuck behind you and is already on her way out of the locker room. With a sigh, you start to follow her lead and head for the door. On the other side of the lockers, Sarah and Alesha are still passionately making out. As you walk past them, you catch Sarah's attention. "Hey, $name, forget about them! We've still got room for one more!" <<link "Take Sarah up on her offer">> <<set _checkType to "prey">> <<set _baseline to 12>> <<set _modifier to 4>> <<include "voreCheck">> <<if _swallow>> <<goto "Eaten by Sarah">> <<else>> <<set $stamina -= 8>> <<goto "Locker Room: Sarah Fails">> <</if>> <</link>> [[Leave->September 1st: Tour: Aesir 2]]

<<set _swallow to false>><<set _buff to 0>> <<if _checkType is "prey">> <<if $difficulty is "easy">> <<if $alert>> <<set _swallow to false>> <<else>> <<set _swallow to true>> <</if>> <<else>> <<if $alert>> <<set $stamina -= 10>> <<set _buff to 5>> <</if>> <<if (random(1,20) + (2 * $strength) + _buff) > (_baseline + _modifier)>> <<set _swallow to false>> <<else>> <<set _swallow to true>> <</if>> <</if>> <<if !_swallow>> <<set $strengthXP += 3>> <</if>> <<elseif _checkType is "oral">> <<if $difficulty is "easy">> <<if $aggressive>> <<set _swallow to true>> <<else>> <<set _swallow to false>> <</if>> <<else>> <<if $aggressive>> <<set $stamina -= 10>> <<set _buff to 5>> <</if>> <<if ((random(1,20) + $oralProficiency + (Math.trunc($strength * .5)) + _buff) > (_baseline + _modifier)) and ($stamina > 0)>> <<set _swallow to true>> <<else>> <<set _swallow to false>> <</if>> <</if>> <<if _swallow>> <<set $oralXP += 2>> <</if>> <<elseif _checkType is "anal">> <<if $difficulty is "easy">> <<if $aggressive>> <<set _swallow to true>> <<else>> <<set _swallow to false>> <</if>> <<else>> <<if $aggressive>> <<set $stamina -= 15>> <<set _buff to 5>> <</if>> <<if ((random(1,20) + $analProficiency + (Math.trunc($strength * .5)) + _buff) > (_baseline + _modifier)) and ($stamina > 0)>> <<set _swallow to true>> <<else>> <<set _swallow to false>> <</if>> <</if>> <<elseif _checkType is "unbirth">> <<if $difficulty is "easy">> <<if $aggressive>> <<set _swallow to true>> <<else>> <<set _swallow to false>> <</if>> <<else>> <<if $aggressive>> <<set $stamina -= 18>> <<set _buff to 5>> <</if>> <<if ((random(1,20) + $unbirthProficiency + (Math.trunc($strength * .5)) + _buff) > (_baseline + _modifier)) and ($stamina > 0)>> <<set _swallow to true>> <<else>> <<set _swallow to false>> <</if>> <</if>> <</if>>

<<set $time to 18>><<include "TIME">><<set $emmaDitchedCookout to 2>>At this point, you can't help yourself and decide you're going to keep watching and see how this turns out. <<if $emmaRel > 1>>You're starting to feel pretty bad for Emma, not expecting her to get totally dominated like this, but you aren't sure what you could do for her now. <</if>>Being careful to not be obvious, you follow behind Betty, keeping a safe distance but always being within earshot. She makes her way over to a table where they're serving lemonade. It's a little amusing watching her try to maintain her smug strut with the added bulk of her belly. Her stomach is starting to work enough that you can hear some gurgling even from a distance while she walks. There's a small line at the stand and she stops at the back with a sigh, running a hand along Emma's form and tapping her foot impatiently. Not long after she arrives, another girl sporting a squirming belly gets in line behind her. <<if $metAlice>>You immediately recognize her as Alice from the tour earlier<<else>>She seems familiar, and you realize it's the girl that was causing a scene on the tour earlier<</if>><<if $mandyEscaped is "ignored">>, evidently having grabbed her second meal for the day<</if>>. She seems to be eyeing up Betty as she massages her own gut. "I guess not everyone here is completely incompetent," <<if $metAlice>>Alice<<else>>the girl<</if>> says. Betty turns to her with an annoyed look, but gets a little smirk when she sees the newcomer is also carrying live prey. "Well, someone needs to //*urp*// put the fodder in their place," she replies, slapping her belly. You can see Emma thrashing in response, accompanied by a faint sloshing sound. "Exactly. It's honestly shameful that some of this trash got accepted, I don't know what they were thinking," <<if $metAlice>>Alice<<else>>the girl<</if>> muses, running a hand along her gut and shaking it a little. "Like this brat, all talk with nothing to back it up, only fit to be flushed down the drain." Her stomach starts to go wild at that, and you can even hear her prey shouting even though you can't make out any words. <<if $metAlice>>Alice<<else>>The girl<</if>> seems completely unbothered. "She seems rowdy, mine's boring. Worthless bitch couldn't even put up much of a fight on the way down," Betty taunts as she fills her cup. After <<if $metAlice>>Alice<<else>>the other girl<</if>> gets hers the two start to walk together toward one of the benches. "You know, you seem familiar for some reason. Do I know you?" <<if $metAlice>>Alice<<else>>The girl<</if>> gets an incredibly smug look on her face. "Hmm, it's about time someone here had some sense. I'm sure you do," she says, grinning. "Have you heard of Selene Mercato?" "Yeah, old washed up movie star, right?" Betty replies as she takes a seat. <<if $metAlice>>Alice<<else>>The girl<</if>>'s eye twitches, but she maintains her haughty tone. "I'm her daughter, Alice Mercato," she says, clearly pretending she wants her to think that that's completely inconsequential information.<<set $aliceInfo1 to 2>> "Uh-huh, I'm //*urp*// sure," Betty replies, rolling her eyes. "Fuck off. No you're not." "What?" Alice growls. Not only does she clench her fists, her gut seems to tighten around its occupant as well. "Come on, really? 'My mom's a movie st-" Betty gets cut off in the middle of her response as her face contorts and she clutches her gut. Emma seems to be fighting hard and her predator is clearly struggling, leaning forward and covering her mouth with one hand while the other continues trying to ease her stomach pain. Alice's anger fades into a mix of disappointment and amusement as she watches the situation unfold, taking a step back and idly massaging her own gut with one hand. Betty makes a gagging sound and massages her throat before leaning back and letting out a sigh, Emma's attempt at escape seemingly thwarted. But after a moment of peace she jolts forward again in a short fit of coughing, culminating in a wet mass flying out of her mouth to the ground. You recognize it--a bright blue shirt, pocked with holes and drenched in stomach acid. A loud belch quickly follows it out. "Hmm, how disappointing," Alice jeers. "I thought you had a handle on things." "Shut up," Betty grunts, glaring down at her still thrashing belly. You look up from Emma's shirt and freeze. Alice is looking directly at you. She holds your gaze for a few seconds, but turns back to Betty without acknowledging you. You breathe a sigh of relief and try to look inconspicuous. "You're not entirely pathetic though. Meet me in the dining hall tomorrow morning," Alice commands, turning and walking away without waiting for a response. Somehow, her confident stride seems unaffected by her bloated belly. "Ugh, what a bitch..." Betty grumbles. She's holding her gut with both hands, restricting Emma's movements. With Alice gone and Emma nearly escaping on her own, now might be the perfect time to step in and rescue her. [[Come to the rescue->Betty Eats Emma- Rescue]] [[Keep watching->Betty Eats Emma- Observe]]

<<set $time to 18.25>><<include "TIME">><<set $emmaRelation1 to 3>>Deciding this has gone on long enough, you finally confront Betty. While she's squeezing Emma, you march up and stand in front of her with your arms crossed. She gives you an annoyed look and raises an eyebrow. You point at her gut. "I recognize that shirt on the ground. Spit my friend out. Now," you command, without quite as much confidence as you wanted. Betty just laughs. "That's a real //*urp*// generic shirt to recognize you fucking creep," she says. "Your worthless friend is right where she belongs, so no. I can reunite you later if you'd like though.~" "<<print $name[0]>>-$name? <<print $name.toUpperCase()>>! Help me!" Emma screams from inside her. "Just hang on," you reply. "Oh please, what are you going to--//mmm//!?" Betty starts to say, getting cut off as you start to push on her belly as hard as you can. Her face immediately goes pale and you feel Emma start to shift upward. You jump back as soon as you're sure it worked, not wanting to be in the line of fire. Sure enough, Betty starts to gag, doubles over, and before long a half naked Emma spills out onto the pavement. She seems to have lost her shorts in the escape on top of her already stripped shirt, leaving her laying in the small pool of Betty's vomit in just her underwear. "Are you alright Emma?" you say, offering a hand despite the mess she's covered in. "You... bitch..!" Betty spits between coughs. She's laying on her side now on the bench, trying to recover. "Th-Thanks, I think I'm okay... I'm just..." Emma says, taking your hand and getting to her feet. Her eyes widen and she inhales sharply. "...COVERED IN PUKE! GROSS, //GROSS//!" she squeals, frantically trying to rub off her arms. "We'll talk in the room, I need to get clean NOW!" she says quickly before taking off toward Karbo sprinting.<<set $emmaInfo1 to 1>> You look back at Betty, who's giving you a murderous glare, shrug, then start to follow Emma's trail back to the room at a more reasonable pace. [[Follow Emma->September 1st- Night]]

<<set $time to 18.25>><<include "TIME">><<set $emmaDitchedCookout to 3>>You've become too invested in how this situation is going to unravel to become an active participant now, so you just keep watching. You risk getting even closer than you've been, going to get some lemonade for yourself, then sitting on the next bench over from Betty. There's only a couple feet between you, but you pretend to be doing something on your phone to avoid looking suspicious. Betty, meanwhile, seems to be scolding Emma. "Are you done now? Obviously you //*Uuurp*// aren't getting out, so hurry up and digest. Your embarrassment is fucking contagious..." she says, pushing her hands deep into her belly. After a couple seconds she lets up and leans back in the bench, a resting scowl on her face. The bulges mostly stop shifting, Emma either resting or... Her stomach is extremely noisy by now, to the point that it's a little difficult to make out what she's saying. Even with Emma currently being still, the air is filled with all kinds of sloshing and grumbling. A particularly strange //*Glrp*// rings out that even gets Betty's attention, who raises an eyebrow and shakes her belly a little in response, stirring up a low belch. She seems to be ignoring Emma at this point, only absentmindedly rubbing one hand over her gut as she relaxes on the bench. Instead, she's entirely focused on something on her phone. After a few minutes of scrolling and making weird faces, she throws her head back and pushes her palm against her forehead. "Motherfucker, that //was// her..." she mumbles, barely audible over her burbling belly. "Guess I know what I'm doing tomorrow..." The front of her stomach suddenly stretches out for a moment, followed by a few other bulges popping out. <<if $emmaRel > 2>>As much as you're not helping, you can't help being relieved to see that Emma is still kicking.<</if>> Emma's struggle resumes, but seems to be much more planned out than it was before. "Oh don't you start again now!" Betty says, slapping what looks to be Emma's head. "It's way too late, struggling now is just //*uuurp*// pathetic. I know it's tough for people like you, but at least have a //little// class." Emma pushes out hard in response. "Whatever, you'll just be fat I need to work off soon enough," Betty sighs. She pushes herself up off the bench and starts to walk down the path toward Karbo hall, arching her back a bit to better support her Emma-laden gut. "I think I'll finish you off somewhere more private.~" You keep your head down as she passes you. You can hear the contents of her belly sloshing slightly with every step as she goes by, as well as the faintest whimper from Emma. At this point, if she's paying attention even a little bit it'll be obvious you're watching her, but you're determined to see this through as much as you can, so not long after she passes by you get up and follow her into the building. The two of you are the only ones in the hall as you tail her back to her room, but luckily she never looks back. Maybe the groaning of her gut echoing off the empty halls is masking your footsteps. You follow her all the way upstairs, where she disappears behind one of the first doors and locks it behind her, bringing your adventure to an end. Left alone at the top of the stairs, you feel strange. The realization that you almost certainly no longer have a roommate sinking in, perhaps. At any rate, if you were going to help the moment to step in has long passed, so you start to head back down the stairs to your own room. [[Turn in for the night->September 1st- Night]]

<<set _roll to random(1,20)>> <<if $lastAction is "strong">> <<set $predAction to "crush">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $acidStage is 0>> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> "Oh, she's, like, going crazy in there Betty!" Cassidy says, poking at your form through her gut. "Hah, she'll learn her place soon enough," Betty replies. A moment later her stomach squeezes tight around you, crushing in from every angle and making it difficult to move. She lets out a small burp from the air displaced by clenching her muscles. "Oh wow, you're so good at this!" Cassidy chirps. A hand starts to rub against you from outside. <<elseif _roll > 10>> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> "You think you're tough, huh?" Betty says. You feel her slide her hands down her belly until her arms are wrapped around you. "You're here to stay.~" She squeezes you hard, pushing in from all angles with all the strength she can manage. Under the extra pressure, your arms are held firmly at your sides by the slick walls, and it's difficult to move much at all. "Hmm, it works better if you go a bit lower than that," Alice says. You feel Betty slide her arms a bit lower, and sure enough the pressure feels even worse, squeezing so tight on the middle of your body that your back is arched. <<else>> "Will you give it a rest?" Betty growls. "I have a fucking class to get to." <<include "preyPredAction">> <</if>> <</append>> <<elseif $acidStage > 2>> <<append "#digestion">> "Just give up and fucking digest already..." Betty grunts. <</append>> <<set $predAction to "crush">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <<elseif $progress > 1>> <<if _roll > 10>> <<set $predAction to "squeeze">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <<elseif _roll > 3>> <<set $predAction to "taunt">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "crush">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <</if>> <<else>> <<if _roll > 8>> <<set $predAction to "distracted">> <<if _roll > 12>> <<append "#digestion">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<if $acidStage is 0>>You didn't quite catch what she said, but both Alice and Betty are berating Cassidy for something. They still haven't moved and Betty clearly isn't focused on you--could be your chance to make a move.<<else>>The stomach walls seem to relax a little under the soothing rhythm of Betty's footsteps, the growling around you growing quieter. She doesn't seem to be focused on you at all.<</if>> <</append>> <<else>> <<include "preyPredAction">> <</if>> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "massage">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <</if>> <</if>>

<<set _roll to random(1,20)>> <<if $acidStage is 1>> <<append "#digestion">> <<set $predAction to "distracted">> <<set _predActionIntensity to 0>> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> Olivia is shifting a little and making odd, quiet grunting sounds, focused on dealing with Cherry deeper down in her guts. She doesn't seem to be paying any attention to you. <</append>> <<elseif $acidStage is 2>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll > 10>> <<set $predAction to "massage">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "distracted">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <</if>> <</append>> <<elseif $acidStage is 3>> <<append "#digestion">> <<set $predAction to "squeeze">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> You feel Cherry squeeze you tight again with her legs, submerging you in Olivia's stomach acid and restricting your movement. Olivia burps and chuckles to herself, gently running a hand along the front of her gut. <</append>> <<else>> <<if _roll > 10>> <<set $predAction to "squeeze">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "taunt">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <</if>> <</if>>

<<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "normal">> <<if ($acidStage is 1) and ($counter is 0)>> <<append "#digestion">> The added pressure is intense, but this could be your best chance to escape. <</append>> <</if>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <<case "strong">> <<if ($acidStage is 1) and ($counter is 0)>> <<append "#digestion">> The added pressure is intense, but this could be your best chance to escape. <</append>> <</if>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <<case "brace">> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <<if $acidStage is 1>> <<append "#digestion">> "Oh god yes, thank you $name, just keep sitting tight..." Olivia sighs, gently running one of her hands over you. <</append>> <</if>> <<case "rest">> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <<if $acidStage is 1>> <<append "#digestion">> "Oh god yes, thank you $name, just keep sitting tight..." Olivia sighs, gently running one of her hands over you. <</append>> <</if>> <<case "progress">> <<if $progress is 2>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $acidStage is 0>> "//*Uuurrp*// Oh-ho hold that thought, girl's got some spunk!" Olivia says, sounding excited rather than worried. "You're not really gonna lose her are you?" With one more good blow her stomach finally relents and starts to push you back up into her esophagus. Almost immediately, however, you find yourself forced down again and the walls relax like nothing had happened. "Nah" Olivia replies. "Now let's get back to business."<<elseif $acidStage is 1>>"Ch-Cherry! I'm serious, don't do it!" Olivia moans. "My stomach fucking hurts, you're gonna push her out of me!" "Hmm, what do you think $name?" Cherry snickers. "Please keep going," you grunt. "Well, only one of you said please.~"<<else>>"Ohhh alright take it slow Cherry," Olivia says. "I just felt my stomach turn a bit, think my body's still recovering from packing both of you in it..."<</if>> @@color:lime;Keep it up, she can't hold out much longer!@@ <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<default>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</switch>>

<<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "progress">> <<if $progress is 3>> <<append "#digestion">> Your stomach is in turmoil from Olivia's efforts, constantly groaning about its unruly meal. Your whole belly feels like it's on fire and you're actively fighting the urge to vomit. It's starting to become clear that you bit off way more than you could chew. @@color:red;Your stomach can't hold out much longer.@@ <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<default>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</switch>>

<<set _roll to random(1,20)>> <<if $turn is 0>> <<set $acidStage to 1>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<set _preyActionIntensity to 0>> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Uh, thanks," you say, not expecting her to be so chill with this. "You seem pretty cool yourself." "OH NAH! Don't you two dare be getting all buddy-buddy while I'm melting in here!" Olivia shouts from inside you. You can feel her thrashing around intensely, including a repeated sensation of what feels like her pushing herself back with her legs in an attempt to stretch your gut beyond its limits. You can tell she's experienced, you're definitely feeling a bit queasy, but thus far you've managed to keep her down alright. "Cherry you FUCK help me out! She's just a freshman, you could probably shake me, like, once and it would push her over the edge." <</append>> <<elseif $preyFrustration > 0>> <<set $preyFrustration -= 1>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <<elseif $preyExhaustion > 1>> <<set $preyAction to "rest">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <<set $preyExhaustion -= 1>> <<elseif $lastPreyAction is "probe">> <<if ($lastAction is "squeeze") or ($lastAction is "crush")>> <<set $preyAction to "brace">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <<else>> <<set $preyAction to "struggle">> <<set _preyActionIntensity to 2>> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> After a brief moment of stillness, a sharp pain suddenly cuts through your stomach. Olivia gives a hard shove in the exact same spot as her first strike and you jump forward, clutching your gut. She continues her very focused assault, making intense but spaced out strikes against specific spots. "I'll teach you why you don't fuck around above your grade..." she huffs. <</append>> <</if>> <<else>> <<set $preyAction to "probe">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<append "#digestion">> <</append>> /* Olivia: Sophomore, but not the most skilled of her grade. Very frustrated by the turn of events and not acting as strategically as she could -If Olivia has any frustration, she rages even if it's against her better judgement. She starts with 2 frustration -It takes 2 exhaustion for her to rest. This means unless you stifle her first two moves she predictably thrashes twice then rests every time -Once her frustration dies down, she will consistently probe and then either do a powerful struggle if you relaxed or massaged, or brace if you crushed/squeezed */

<<if $preyHealth <= 0>> <<append "#digestion">> As time passes, you can feel Olivia's movements slowing. You run your hands along the smooth, taunt skin of your belly, feeling the form of the girl trapped within with a smile. Her shifting has pretty much stopped entirely by now. You can hardly believe it--an upperclassman, taken through the back door without any experience, and it seems like you actually made a meal out of her. Eventually, you hear her speak to you again, in a much weaker tone than before. "Listen... You're not really a freshman, right?" Olivia says. "Just, tell me that somehow... you actually weren't lying about being in that class... I can't just be some random newbie's meal..." "Hate to break it to you 'Liv', but you totally called my bluff," you tell her. "This is only my second day even being on campus, and you're the first one to ever have the pleasure of going through my pipes in one piece." "God... Damn it..." she mutters. There's a few seconds filled only with the sound of your gurgling gut lightly echoing off the bathroom walls before she speaks again. "Listen, $name... I know this is just, how things work... and really I can't say shit 'cause I was gonna do the same thing to you if things had gone different... so I'm not mad. At you. I am mad at someone else... so would you promise me something, before I become just... part of you?" "Oh?" "Eat Cherry too, as soon as you get the chance." <<link "Promise">><<replace "#promise">><<set $promisedOlivia to true>>You smile at her request--it's clear she's accepted her fate. "Of course, I promise to reunite the two of you," you tell your meal. It's not like she'll be able to hold you to it if you don't end up taking the risk, so what's the harm in at least telling her what she wants to hear? "Thank you, $name..." Olivia replies. It doesn't feel like she's moving at all anymore. "Hah... that crazy bitch will probably get a kick out of it if you tell her why you did it... honestly," she adds, almost sounding happy.<<toggleclass "#end" "hide">><</replace>><</link>> <<link "Nah">><<replace "#promise">>"No way, she's awesome! Not meal material like you," you tell her. You don't actually have a very strong opinion about Cherry yet, but you can't help taunting your meal. "If I keep her around, maybe she'll trick another girl into crawling up my ass.~" "Fuck... you..." Olivia replies, punching your stomach wall with all the strength she can muster. It barely makes a noticeable bulge and almost tickles. She's still idle despite the anger, her energy clearly spent. "Hah, that was pathetic!" you jeer, squeezing your stomach a bit to add insult to injury. "//*URP*// I don't take requests from food--if Cherry //does// end up in my gut someday, it's because //I// wanted her there, not because of some promise I made to an early lunch."<<toggleclass "#end" "hide">><</replace>><</link>> Olivia doesn't speak up again, lost in the churning and groaning of your gut. You sit there for a long time, blissfully massaging your belly and thinking about the odd circumstances that led you here. Eventually you feel the bulges of your belly soften and round out, your distended gut no longer clear about what it contains. By now, some of Olivia is probably already heading back down the path it came in through. @@color:lime;Olivia has been digested!@@ <<if $day2SunnyFlirt>> You feel your phone vibrate with a sudden short barrage of new messages. They're from Sunny! You open them up to take a look. //"Hey, hope you didn't think I was kidding nerd :P Your buddy is really getting in the way of my unpacking//" Below the message is a picture--an overhead selfie of Sunny in her cluttered room, her bloated belly fully in frame. It's smooth and sagging a little, definitely smaller than at breakfast but still very large. She's flashing a peace sign at the camera with a big smile on her face, still wearing her sunglasses. You smirk and turn on your camera, taking a shot of yourself imitating her pose with your Olivia filled gut in view. You text it to her, adding: "//Luckily I'm already moved in//". After a brief pause, Sunny replies: "//Haha yeah! Show 'em who's boss girl!//" You smile and start to rub your gut again. <</if>> You almost doze off there on the bathroom floor, before suddenly realizing that you do, in fact, still have a class to get to. You pull out your phone and check the time: 11:47. No point in going at this point, they've probably already been dismissed. But, you still struggle up onto your feet--you're at least going to find a more comfortable spot to sit and relax. You take a few cautious steps forward out of the bathroom stall, adjusting to the extra weight you're now carrying. It's straining your back a bit, but you can manage. You grab your backpack off the ground and throw it back on before heading out of the room, leaving Olivia's abandoned shoes as the only evidence of what took place here. <<include "playerPredEnd">>[[Head back into the hall->September 2nd- Dorm Before Lunch]] <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 1>> <<append "#digestion">> "That's no way to treat your only chance at salvation, now is it?" Cherry says. She drums on the bulge Olivia's head is making with her fingers. "If she's such a pushover why are you still in there?" "//*urp*// The woman makes a good point," you say to taunt Olivia, your confidence being boosted now that it seems like Cherry is on your side in this. "Hah!" Cherry says with a stupid grin on her face. She leans over and gives a quick kiss to one of the more defined bulges Olivia is making in your belly, then gets back up to her feet. "You're in good hands Liv, I probably won't see you again. Don't wanna be //too// late to class, Stars is probably still mad at me from last year, so I'm outta here. This has been fun though! Good luck $name.~" With that she's off, heading out of the stall and taking her leave of the bathroom, leaving you alone with your prey. <<Cherry 2>> <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 2>> <<append "#digestion">> "//*UURP*// I'll be honest, I'm kinda confused about the relationship between the two of you now," you say, gently massaging your gut. It's starting to get noisier, sloshing and gurgling constantly from the struggling of its occupant. The longer she stays down the more excited you get--you might actually pull this thing off! "I //thought// we were friends, but apparently..." Olivia replies. With a frustrated grunt, she strikes your stomach hard enough that you jolt forward. "Figures I shouldn't have trusted someone as fake as her ass. Fake hair, fake eyes, fake name..."<<set $cherryInquiry1 to 1>> "Her name isn't actually //*urp*// Cherry?" you ask as you try to soothe your belly from her painful outburst. "Doubt it, fits too perfectly with the rest of her bullshit," Olivia grumbles. "Oh hey by the way LET ME OUT!" she screams, pushing out with all of her limbs for a brief moment. "Look, you asked for this and then basically put yourself in there, I just decided to //*urp*// accept the offer. So get nice and comfortable," you reply. <<if $preyHealthThreshold < 3>>Over the groaning of your stomach you can faintly hear that she seems to be breathing heavily. You really are wearing her down.<</if>> <</append>> <</if>>

<<set $time to 11>><<include "TIME">><<set $analAteOlivia to false>><<set $analByOlivia to true>><<set $predName to "Olivia">><<set $predAnalProficiency to 2>><<set $analNonFatal to false>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "Olivia Anal_PreyStruggle">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "Olivia Anal_Actions">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Olivia- Pulled In">><<set $analEscapeLink to "Olivia Anal- Escaped 1">><<set $depth to 2>><<set $predAnalStrain to 0>><<set $analFacing to 0>>\ "No, wait!" you cry, trying to back up but almost immediately hitting the toilet behind you. Olivia grins down at you and pulls at her panties with one hand, effortlessly tearing them clean off with how worn down the fabric was from your stomach. She drops what's left of them on the ground and pushes her ass straight toward your face. @@color:orange;You were overpowered.@@ You feel her press against you, not having time to move away. Your head hits the rim of the toilet as you're forced back, but she keeps pushing, her ass cheeks parting around your head. The pressure hits a tipping point, and with nowhere else to go you feel your head get squeezed into the warm, tight embrace of her insides. With a muffled cry you grab at her legs to try and push her off of you. "There we go," Olivia grunts. She grabs one of your arms, but she leaves her other hand free to run along the bulge of your face in her stomach. "Whew, I'm a little rusty at this," she laughs. You desperately try to lift her off of your shoulders with your free hand, and she obliges... taking both of her legs off the ground and dropping all of her weight onto you. Immediately, you're forced deeper into her colon as the tight grip of her sphincter releases your neck and slides down your body. Olivia gasps, having taken you in down to your hips in a matter of seconds. "This... is how a real pro... does it..." she huffs, breathing hard. She pauses for a moment, sitting on the ground with your legs splayed out under her. It takes you a moment to come to your senses, not entirely sure how to react to suddenly having your entire upper body squeezed inside someone's ass, but you realize the opportunity and start squirming against her insides, doing anything you can think of to escape. Unfortunately, the walls quickly tense up around you, then grip you hard, dragging you deeper into her body. You can hear her making various grunting sounds as she keeps up the pressure, pulling your legs in inch by inch as you're squished and squeezed further along the tunnel of her intestines. Before long you feel the cool air of the room slip away and your feet join the rest of you in the hot confines of her body, her anus sealing tight behind your toes. You keep sliding further through the slick walls until you seem to hit a dead end and she finally relents. "Oh //fuck// that felt good," Olivia says, resting her hands on you through her stomach. "How's it feel from the other end, $name? You did much better as prey." "It's disgusting, let me out!" you cry. On top of the intense constriction, the smell is awful. The walls crush down around you painfully tight for a moment in response. "Oh shut up, this is what you deserve! Besides, you haven't even reached the end yet."<<set $sceneDefense to 0>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "analPreyOptions">></div>

<<set $time to 11.25>><<include "TIME">><<set $predSS to 30>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "Olivia Revenge_PreyStruggle">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "Olivia Revenge(TEXT)">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "Olivia Revenge_Actions">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Olivia Anal- Escaped 2">><<set _firstStrong to false>><<set _firstSqueeze to false>><<set _firstCrushRetaliation to false>>\ "Shame we had to rush through the fun part, but I can't keep my stomach waiting any longer~" Olivia says. She moves her hands low on her belly and gently pushes in and up. At the same time, her muscles clench all around you and waves of pressure start to squeeze you forward. You can hear her stomach roaring ahead of you as you're forced through the last stretch of her intestines. Your head pushes up against a tight ring of muscle, then, with a heavy push from Olivia, it's forced open as you're shoved through. You immediately find yourself submerged in roiling stomach acid, the organ clearly eagerly anticipating your arrival. <<if $acidStage is 2>>It takes until your chest pops into the looser chamber for there to even be enough room for you to breathe.<<else>>Luckily, a second later your head is above the surface, the built up acid only forming a small pool compared to your size.<</if>> Her muscles keep squeezing you in, bit by bit, until finally your feet pop into the boiling heat of her stomach, the sphincter sealing shut behind you. "Whew... Honestly, that part's always //*uurrap*// pretty uncomfortable," Olivia says. She pats the top of her bulging belly and snickers. "This concludes my demonstration, I hope you learned something." "Alright, we're even now!" you grunt, trying to get your bearings in the new space. You're pretty sure you're laying with your back at the bottom of her gut, based on the growing tide of acid. "Spit me out!" "Are you stupid? I don't play to 'get even'. Besides, I was already planning on having //*urp*// you for lunch the minute I saw you at the door, you just got to take the long way for being such a pain," Olivia replies. She starts to gently run one of her hands along her bloated belly, while her stomach immediately gets to work on you. The fight isn't over yet, but after being forced through her intestines you aren't sure you have the energy to make it back out.<<set $sceneAttack to 0>><<set $sceneDefense to 0>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "preyOptions">></div>

<<set $turn to 0>> <<set _initialStrainThreshold to (12 + (3*$predAnalProficiency))>> <<set _strainThreshold to _initialStrainThreshold>> <<set _staminaMod to 1-($resilience*0.05)>> <<if $interactiveDifficulty is 1>> <<set _difficultyMod to 5>> <<elseif $interactiveDifficulty is 2>> <<set _difficultyMod to -5>> <<else>> <<set _difficultyMod to 0>> <</if>> <<if $depth is 1>> <<addclass "body" "analdepth1">> <<elseif $depth is 2>> <<addclass "body" "analdepth2">> <<elseif $depth is 3>> <<addclass "body" "analdepth3">> <<elseif $depth is 4>> <<addclass "body" "analdepth4">> <<else>> <<addclass "body" "analdepth5">> <</if>> <<button "Squirm Out">> <<set $lastPlayerAction to $lastAction>> <<set $struggleDisplay to "out">> <<append "#digestion">> <<include "analPreyMessageCheck">> <</append>> <<set $lastAction to "out">> <<include "analPreyTurnCalc">> <<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<SidebarText>><</replace>> <<if $preyHealth > 0>><<replace "#actionReminder">><<AnalPreyActionReminder>><</replace>><</if>> <</button>> <<button "Brace Yourself">> <<set $lastPlayerAction to $lastAction>> <<set $struggleDisplay to "brace">> <<append "#digestion">> <<include "analPreyMessageCheck">> <</append>> <<set $lastAction to "brace">> <<include "analPreyTurnCalc">> <<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<SidebarText>><</replace>> <<if $preyHealth > 0>><<replace "#actionReminder">><<AnalPreyActionReminder>><</replace>><</if>> <</button>> <<button "Squirm In">> <<set $lastPlayerAction to $lastAction>> <<set $struggleDisplay to "in">> <<append "#digestion">> <<include "analPreyMessageCheck">> <</append>> <<set $lastAction to "in">> <<include "analPreyTurnCalc">> <<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<SidebarText>><</replace>> <<if $preyHealth > 0>><<replace "#actionReminder">><<AnalPreyActionReminder>><</replace>><</if>> <</button>> <<if $analNonFatal>> <<button "Give Up">> <<set $lastPlayerAction to $lastAction>> <<set $analGaveUp to true>> <<set $struggleDisplay to "give up">> <<append "#digestion">> <<include "analPreyMessageCheck">> <</append>> <<set $lastAction to "give up">> <<include "analPreyTurnCalc">> <</button>> <</if>>

<<set _startingDepth to $depth>> /* tracks how deep in you were at the start of the turn to see if a message needs to be displayed */ <<set _chose to false>> <<if $analGaveUp>> <<goto $sceneNextLink>> /* you don't get experience for giving up */ <</if>> <<if $predAnalStrain >= _strainThreshold>> /* check if strain threshold was reached, pred loses turn and weakens for rest of struggle if so */ <<set $progress += 1>> <<set $predAnalStrain to 0>> <<set _strainThreshold to Math.clamp(Math.round((_initialStrainThreshold * (1 - ($progress * 0.2)))), 5, _initialStrainThreshold)>> <<set $struggleDisplay to "strain">> <<include "analPreyMessageCheck">> <<set $predAction to "rest">> <<else>> <<if $stamina <= 0>> /* checks if you're out of stamina and takes the appropriate action for the scene before the pred's action */ <<if $analNonFatal>> <<include "analToStomachXP">> <<goto $sceneNextLink>> <<else>> <<set $lastAction to "exhausted">> <</if>> <</if>> <<include $sceneActionsLink>> <</if>> <<set $predDefense to 0>> /*resets pred defense after action */ <<if $depth < 1>> /* checks if you escaped or got pulled into their stomach */ <<goto $analEscapeLink>> <<elseif $depth > 5>> <<if $analNonFatal>> <<include $sceneActionsLink>> <<else>> <<set $health -= 1>> <<set $acidStage to 1>> <<if $stamina <= 0>><<set $stamina to 1>><</if>> <<set $fromAnal to true>> <<include "analToStomachXP">> <<goto $sceneNextLink>> <</if>> <<elseif $depth != _startingDepth>> <<set $struggleDisplay to "move">> <<include "analPreyMessageCheck">> <<if $depth is 1>> <<addclass "body" "analdepth1">> <<removeclass "body" "analdepth2">> <<removeclass "body" "analdepth3">> <<removeclass "body" "analdepth4">> <<removeclass "body" "analdepth5">> <<elseif $depth is 2>> <<addclass "body" "analdepth2">> <<removeclass "body" "analdepth1">> <<removeclass "body" "analdepth3">> <<removeclass "body" "analdepth4">> <<removeclass "body" "analdepth5">> <<elseif $depth is 3>> <<addclass "body" "analdepth3">> <<removeclass "body" "analdepth2">> <<removeclass "body" "analdepth1">> <<removeclass "body" "analdepth4">> <<removeclass "body" "analdepth5">> <<elseif $depth is 4>> <<addclass "body" "analdepth4">> <<removeclass "body" "analdepth2">> <<removeclass "body" "analdepth3">> <<removeclass "body" "analdepth1">> <<removeclass "body" "analdepth5">> <<else>> <<addclass "body" "analdepth5">> <<removeclass "body" "analdepth2">> <<removeclass "body" "analdepth3">> <<removeclass "body" "analdepth4">> <<removeclass "body" "analdepth1">> <</if>> <</if>> <<set $turn += 1>> <<if $difficulty is "easy">> <<set $stamina to 9999>> <</if>>

<<if $sceneHasDialogue>> <<include $sceneDialogueLink>> <<else>> <<include "genericAnalPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<append "#digestion">> <</append>>

<<set _rand to random(1,2)>> <<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "out">> <<set _rand to random(1,3)>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _rand is 1>> Using what little space you have to move, you start to try and work your way back out of $predName, shifting and squirming against the walls. <<elseif _rand is 2>> Hoping to gain some ground against $predName's body, you reach your arms out as far as the constricting passage allows. From there, you do your best to grab onto the slimy walls, using all your strength to shift yourself toward the exit. <<else>> Desperate to be free from the suffocating grip of $predName's intestines, you try to shift yourself toward the exit. It's difficult to move much, but you manage to get your hands in a position where you can push yourself. <</if>> <</append>> <<case "in">> <<set _rand to random(1,4)>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _rand is 1>> Looking for any relief from the stifling air and heavy pressure of her intestines, you try to squirm your way deeper into the tunnel of flesh. At least in her stomach, you'd be able to put up a real fight. <<elseif _rand is 2>> Instead of fighting back against $predName's intestines, you decide to try and push your body deeper. You're only going to tire yourself out like this, so the sooner you reach your destination the better. <<elseif _rand is 3>> <<if $analFacing is 1>> Despite the awkward positioning, you do your best to shift inward, deeper into the dark, musky labyrinth of her intestines. You dig your elbows into the slick flesh around you and push backward, trying to shimmy back toward her stomach. <<else>> Grunting, you start to crawl forward as best you can in the cramped space, struggling to find leverage with your arms so tightly restrained. <</if>> <<else>> You start to push forward with your arms and shift your whole body around, attempting to squirm further into $predName. <</if>> <</append>> <<case "brace">> <<set _rand to random(1,3)>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _rand is 1>> You push your hands into the flesh surrounding you, trying to give yourself some breathing room. It's difficult, but you manage to anchor yourself against the constant motion of the walls. <<elseif _rand is 2>> Instead of squirming forward or backwards, you spread your arms and legs as far as possible to try and keep yourself in place. The resistance makes your limbs tremble, but with any luck your stubbornness will tire $predName out too. <<else>> You use what little leverage you have to push out against the walls with your arms and legs, trying to take a moment to rest. <</if>> <</append>> <<case "strain">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $lastAction is "in">> <<set $depth += 1>> <<set $stamina -= 6>> <<set _chose to true>> <<if _rand is 1>> You hear $predName grunt under her breath. She wraps one arm around her belly without much force behind it and sighs, the walls around you seeming to relax ever so slightly. While she seems to be taking a breather, you're able to shift further in unimpeded. <<else>> Without warning, the slimy walls surrounding you reverberate over your body. You can hear $predName whimper slightly, everything seeming to settle down after. Whatever you did seems to have caused her to hold back for a few moments, giving you ample opportunity to crawl deeper into her guts. <</if>> <<elseif $lastAction is "out">> <<set $depth -= 1>> <<set $stamina -= 6>> <<set _chose to true>> <<if _rand is 1>> The walls around you suddenly seem to loosen and ease back. $predName lets out a heavy exhale and rests one hand against you from the outside. While you squirm toward freedom, you hear her grunt in frustration, almost sounding like a whimper, but she doesn't do anything to stop you. <<else>> As you crawl towards the exit in defiance, you can feel $predName's insides start to ease up against you. She lets out a heavy sigh, but otherwise doesn't do anything to halt your progress toward her backdoor. <</if>> <<else>> <<set $stamina -= 2>> <<if _rand is 1>> As you push against the walls, you feel the pressure surrounding you lighten ever so slightly, like they're giving in to your demands. $predName's hands start to caress you from the outside and she lets out a moan that sounds almost disappointed. <<else>> While you refuse to budge, the walls around you do the opposite, relenting in their peristaltic pursuit to transport you through $predName's bowels. Despite this, you continue holding yourself in place for a while longer until it becomes clear she was just tired, not scheming something. <</if>> <</if>> @@color:yellow;$predName seems to be tiring out.@@ <</append>> <<if $stamina < 0>> <<set $stamina to 0>> <</if>> <<case "move">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _chose>> <<switch $depth>> <<case 5>> <<if _rand is 1>> You keep squirming forward, pushing yourself through the tight passage of her small intestine toward her stomach. After a little while, you reach an even tighter section that resists your attempts to push through and forces you to stop. <<elseif _rand is 2>> <<if $analFacing is 1>> You continue pushing yourself deeper, determined to reach her stomach as quickly as possible so you can attempt a proper escape. It feels like it's been an eternity, but finally your feet are crammed into an even tighter segment of her small intestine, your body coming to a full stop shortly after. <<else>> You continue your crawl through her guts until one of your hands finally comes into contact with the entrance to her stomach. It's extraordinarily tight, and the sound of fluids sloshing on the other side is foreboding. <</if>> <</if>> @@color:yellow;You are nearly in her stomach.@@ <<case 4>> <<if $depth > _startingDepth>> <<if _rand is 1>> You manage to push forward even deeper into $predName's body, but the winding passage of her intestines never seems to end. When you pause to rest, it still feels like you're exactly where you started. <<else>> After crawling through her intestines for what feels like an eternity, you finally reach... more intestines. Undeterred, you continue squirming your way deeper, knowing you'll reach her stomach eventually. <</if>> @@color:yellow;You are somewhere in her small intestine.@@ <<else>> <<if _rand is 1>> You push through the slick walls, feeling the strained flesh shift around you as you frantically move away from the entrance to her stomach. A growl ripples through her body, the organ annoyed by being deprived of its meal. <<else>> You've been worming your way through her guts for long enough that your eyes are starting to grow heavy. The passage seems to go on forever, and the slimy flesh surrounding you feels the same as it did when you started, but it doesn't stop you from continuing to squirm towards the exit. <</if>> @@color:yellow;You are somewhere in her small intestine.@@ <</if>> <<case 3>> <<if $depth > _startingDepth>> <<if _rand is 1>> What seems like a dead end impedes your progress, but you know better. You push forward as hard as you can manage in your cramped position, forcing a tight passage to open and accept you. It's painfully tight, but you manage to push through to the other side. <<else>> <<if $analFacing is 1>> It's not easy to squirm towards her stomach with your head facing the opposite way, but eventually your efforts culminate in your feet being squeezed into an uncomfortably tight passage. It's slow goings, even compared to before, but eventually they slide through to the next section of her digestive tract, the rest of your body joining shortly after. <<else>> It doesn't take long for your outstretched hand to reach the taut ending of her colon, but as soon as it does your progress comes to a screeching halt. Undeterred, you prod your index finger into the blockade, feeling it open up just slightly to accommodate it. From there, it gradually widens more and more to let the rest of your body through. <</if>> <</if>> @@color:yellow;You passed into her small intestine.@@ <<else>> <<if _rand is 1>> You keep squirming further back down, feeling more like the walls are moving around you than moving through them. Eventually, you feel a tighter ring of muscle resisting your attempt to squeeze through and stop to rest. <<else>> <<if $analFacing is 1>> You continue using your hands to pull yourself closer and closer to her backdoor, encouraged by the fact that it seems to be working. After a while, her small intestine becomes noticeably tighter, leading up to the sphincter that connects it to her colon. <<else>> Her intestines feel like a never ending maze, but after squirming backwards for long enough your feet finally come in contact with a familiar checkpoint. Though you need a moment to catch your breath, the thought of being tangibly closer to freedom fills you with adrenaline. <</if>> <</if>> @@color:yellow;You are at the entrance to her colon.@@ <</if>> <<case 2>> <<if $depth > _startingDepth>> <<if _rand is 1>> You push yourself deeper into the warmth of her body and away from the exit, squirming through the constricting walls until you need to stop to rest. $predName moans a little under her breath from your movements. <<else>> You continue your journey through the depths of her digestive tract, preferring your chances at escaping from her stomach. The environment is already overwhelming your senses, and while her small intestines likely won't be a large improvement, any relief at all would be welcome at this point. <</if>> @@color:yellow;You are in her colon.@@ <<else>> <<if _rand is 1>> Mustering all the strength you can manage in your position, you force yourself through the tight passage blocking your way. <<else>> <<if $analFacing is 1>> With a yell of defiance, you shove your fist forward to force it back open. $predName lets out an ambiguous moan as your body slides closer to the exit. <<else>> The sphincter refuses to budge at first, staying firmly sealed despite your efforts. You won't be denied however, using what leverage you can muster to force yourself down until it has no choice but to open up around your feet. <</if>> <</if>> @@color:yellow;You passed into her colon.@@ <</if>> <<case 1>> <<if _rand is 1>> You frantically shift yourself further out, squirming through the slick walls until you hit a very dense patch of flesh. It tenses up at your touch and $predName makes an odd sound in response to the contact. <<else>> <<if $analFacing is 1>> Knowing this might be the best chance you get, you continue wiggling your body side to side, extending an arm every so often in hopes of getting out. Eventually, your hand touches a section that feels rougher than before, but the walls clench down around it before you can investigate further. <<else>> Fearing things will get out of hand if you don't escape now, you do everything you can to push yourself back in the direction you came from. $predName starts breathing heavier the closer you get to the exit, culminating in a suggestive gasp once your toes touch a tiny, incredibly tight barrier. <</if>> <</if>> @@color:lime;You're almost out!@@ <</switch>> <<else>> <<switch $depth>> <<case 5>> <<if _rand is 1>> You slide deeper and deeper through the tunnel of flesh, $predName's muscles dragging you in until you're face to face with the entrance to her stomach. As if on cue, a loud groan echoes through her body from in front of you. <<else>> <<if $analFacing is 1>> It feels like your body is being flushed through a drain, venturing further and further from the entrance with each passing moment. You're powerless to stop it, but eventually your progress through her intestines halts on its own when your feet touch the closed entrance to her stomach. Despite facing the opposite way, you can already hear the acid sloshing on the other side. <<else>> As the miserable trip continues, the sound of sizzling fluid joins in alongside the rumbling of her intestinal walls, reaching a peak once your nose presses directly into a tight, fleshy ring of muscle. Your body stays put there momentarily, giving you one last opportunity to fight back. <</if>> <</if>> @@color:red;You are nearly in her stomach.@@ <<case 4>> <<if $depth > _startingDepth>> <<if _rand is 1>> The walls shift around you as you're dragged deeper into her body. <<else>> Your body is helplessly tugged through the slick, pungent insides. It's been long enough that the lack of clean air is beginning to make you lightheaded. <</if>> @@color:yellow;You are somewhere in her small intestine.@@ <<else>> <<if _rand is 1>> You're pulled away from the entrance to $predName's stomach by her efforts, the walls of her intestines tightening and squeezing against you. <<else>> Moments after mentally preparing yourself to pass through to her stomach, your body is dragged away from it and back into the expanse of her small intestine. Having been here long enough to get at least //somewhat// used to the sensation, it almost feels like the soft, rippling walls are giving you a massage. <</if>> @@color:yellow;You are somewhere in her small intestine.@@ <</if>> <<case 3>> <<if $depth > _startingDepth>> <<if _rand is 1>> $predName forces you even deeper into her body, the odd undulation of her muscles relentlessly pushing you against the barrier ahead of you until you're finally dragged through. The flesh around you now is smoother than before, but somehow even tighter. <<else>> <<if $analFacing is 1>> You shut your eyes as you're pulled through her colon against your wishes, trying to think as little as possible about where you are. Progress slows a bit once your feet are forced into an uncomfortably tight passage, but eventually it opens wide to accept you. It's a small consolation, but your surroundings feel a bit more comfortable now <<else>> Despite your best efforts, you're pulled effortlessly through $predName's guts until the crown of your head reaches a tight, muscular blockade. You try to gather your bearings now that your ascent seems to have stopped, only to get disrupted again when the sphincter opens up around your head to welcome you even deeper into her guts. <</if>> <</if>> @@color:yellow;You passed into her small intestine.@@ <<else>> <<if _rand is 1>> The shifting of the walls pushes you further down the slimy passage, until eventually you feel something tight blocking your path and $predName relaxes her muscles. <<else>> It's astonishing how much control she has over her insides, using nothing but muscles and intuition to push you through her guts until you eventually come to a stop at a tight passageway. The walls around you relent, as if $predName is considering where to go from here. <</if>> @@color:yellow;You are at the entrance to her colon.@@ <</if>> <<case 2>> <<if $depth > _startingDepth>> <<if _rand is 1>> You find yourself dragged away from freedom, the tight grip of her muscles squeezing and pulling you deeper in. You start to feel yourself get pressed up against a denser section of the intestinal walls and $predName finally relents. <<else>> Your surroundings gradually become darker as you venture away from her backdoor, helpless to stop yourself from being tugged deeper by the firm walls undulating around you. <</if>> @@color:yellow;You are in her colon.@@ <<else>> <<if _rand is 1>> Pressure builds up around you as she attempts to push you further out. You find yourself squished tight against the wall as her muscles do their best to force you out of the organ, until finally you're pushed through @@color:yellow;into her colon.@@ <<else>> <<if $analFacing is 1>> Suddenly, the walls seem to crash in on you. It's not painful so much as it is unsettling, and that only escalates further when your face is pushed through the tight opening to her lower digestive tract. @@color:yellow;You passed into her colon.@@ <<else>> The tightness around your feet feels like it's spreading across your whole body as the walls start to constrict you. It's far too cramped, especially around your middle, but after a few moments the barrier mercifully opens around your feet to accept you back into her colon. @@color:yellow;You passed into her colon.@@ <</if>> <</if>> <</if>> <<case 1>> <<if _rand is 1>> The tight grip of her colon gently pushes you forward, your body sliding through the ribbed walls. The pressure eases off and the flesh around you relaxes as you come to the exit, a tight ring of muscle the only thing separating you from the outside world now. <<else>> <<if $analFacing is 1>> You sit in utter stillness as you're pushed through to her rectum, the thick walls creating an uncomfortable sensation against your skin while you move. Eventually, the rippling around you comes to a stop with your head just shy of the exit, leaving you agonizingly close to freedom. <<else>> You sit in utter stillness as you're pushed through to her rectum, the thick walls creating an uncomfortable sensation against your skin while you move. Eventually, the rippling sensation around you comes to a stop, as does your journey through her rectum. The air is noticeably cooler around your feet, signifying how close you are to the outside world. <</if>> <</if>> @@color:yellow;You're almost out.@@ <</switch>> <</if>> <</append>> <</switch>>

<<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "out">> <<include "genericAnalPreyStruggle">> <<case "in">> <<include "genericAnalPreyStruggle">> <<case "brace">> <<include "genericAnalPreyStruggle">> <<case "strain">> <<include "genericAnalPreyStruggle">> <<case "move">> <<include "genericAnalPreyStruggle">> <<default>> <<include "genericAnalPreyStruggle">> <</switch>>

<<if [SOMETHING]>> (logic for action selection goes here) <</if>> <if [OUTCOME]>> (this block contains special outcomes for pred action v your action, if there are any for the scene. like situations where they can pull you in more than one stage, "genericAnalPreyMessages" is the passage to get existing messages) (Remember to include this block of code on any action that's given a unique outcome if it's possible to trigger at max depth and have the player successfully move deeper: <<if $depth > 5>> <<set $analWillingIntoStomach to true>> <</if>> ) <<elseif>> <<else>> <<include "standardAnalPreyOutcome">> <<include "genericAnalPreyMessages">> <</if>>

<<set _rand to random(1,2)>> <<switch $predAction>> <<case "in">> <<if $lastAction is "exhausted">> <<set _rand to random(1,3)>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _rand is 1>> You're too exhausted to keep up your efforts, however, and you quickly end up completely at the mercy of her insides. The walls tighten around you and start to drag you deeper in, $predName running a hand along the bulge you're making in satisfaction. <<elseif _rand is 2>> Unfortunately it's no use. You're way too tired to have any impact on the situation, leaving you helpless as $predName pulls you through her slick insides. It's hard to focus, but you swear you heard her laugh under her breath. <<else>> But, you're too exhausted to accomplish much, leaving you completely at the mercy of her insides. You hear $predName let out a contented sigh as you're dragged deeper into her. <</if>> <</append>> <<elseif $lastAction is "in">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _rand is 1>> As you start to move, $predName laughs a little under her breath and pats the bulge you're making in her belly. A moment later, the walls start to squeeze and shift gently around you, helping you along deeper into her body. <<else>> You encounter very little resistance, sliding deeper into $predName's body at a surprisingly brisk pace. The slick surroundings shift around your body at every juncture, making it clear that you both have the same goal in mind. <</if>> <</append>> <<elseif $lastAction is "brace">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $success is 0>> <<if _rand is 1>> A rhythmic pressure starts to pump through the walls, $predName using her muscles to try and pull you deeper into her body. You feel yourself starting to slide, but quickly use your arms and legs to lock yourself in place. She keeps pushing, but after barely moving you an inch gives up with an annoyed grunt. <<else>> As $predName tries harder and harder to coax you further along her intestinal tract, you manage to hold firm, keeping your defensive position until the pressure around you finally subsides. She lets out a frustrated sigh, giving you time to plan your next move. <</if>> <<elseif $success is 1>> <<if _rand is 1>> A rhythmic pressure starts to pump through the walls, $predName using her muscles to try and pull you deeper into her body. You try to hold yourself in place, but her grip completely crushes your defensive stance. You're left helpless as her intestines start to drag you even deeper in. <<else>> You do everything in your power to keep $predName from dragging you further, using your humiliation as incentive to fight back against your fate. Unfortunately, your body finally gives out after a prolonged struggle, and you can feel yourself being pumped through her guts again before long. <</if>> <</if>> <</append>> <<elseif $lastAction is "out">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $success is 0>> <<if _rand is 1>> As you start to move, the walls suddenly squeeze even tighter around you, an intense pressure starting to drag you in the opposite direction. Refusing to give up, you squirm and fight against her with all the strength you can manage. It's slow, but you can feel yourself winning the battle, inching out bit by bit. <<else>> Despite $predName's best efforts to pull you through her bowels, you refuse to let her get away with humiliating you like this. It's difficult but you manage to overwhelm her through sheer willpower, slowly but surely shimmying your body towards the exit. <</if>> <<elseif $success is 2>> <<if _rand is 1>> $predName clenches her muscles tight before you've made it very far, trying to drag you deeper into her intestines. You start to squirm more frantically in response, fighting against the tight grip to try and crawl your way further out. Ultimately, you give in at about the same time she does, leaving you more or less exactly where you were before. <<else>> The pressure from the intestinal walls starts to escalate, applying a smooth, steady pressure to your body from all angles. Knowing that she's trying to pull you deeper, you start to shift and bend parts of your body in an attempt to stop it. The struggle goes on for nearly a full minute, and right as you're about to give up, the pressure around you finally relents, leaving you in the same spot as before. <</if>> <<elseif $success is 1>> <<if _rand is 1>> As you start to move, the walls suddenly squeeze even tighter around you, an intense pressure starting to drag you in the opposite direction. You try to fight it, but your attempts to crawl further out are useless compared to the dominating force of her muscles. Even as you squirm ahead with all your might, you feel yourself slipping deeper in. <<else>> Though you're fighting with all your energy, the constant kneading of $predName's digestive tract is sapping your strength with each passing moment. The stale air punishing you for breathing too heavily doesn't help, and you're eventually forced to relent, allowing her to drag you further along with ease. <</if>> <</if>> <</append>> <</if>> <<case "out">> <<if $lastAction is "exhausted">> <<set _rand to random(1,3)>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _rand is 1>> You're too exhausted to keep up your efforts, however, and you quickly end up completely at the mercy of her insides. The walls tighten around you and start to push you further out, $predName running a hand along the bulge you're making in satisfaction. <<elseif _rand is 2>> There's nothing you can do. Your arms are trembling from exertion, and your legs are aching from being trapped in such a static position. You have no choice but to lay there and listen to the thump of $predName's heartbeat while your body slides back toward the entrance. <<else>> But, you're too exhausted to accomplish much, leaving you completely at the mercy of her insides. You hear a slight grunt from $predName as the walls of her intestine start to force you further out. <</if>> <</append>> <<elseif $lastAction is "out">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _rand is 1>> Just as you start to move, you feel the walls tighten around you. However, the pressure squeezes you in the same direction you were already trying to move, pushing you forward and assisting your efforts. You feel $predName give her belly an appreciative pat. <<else>> You start to shimmy your body toward the exit, using the slick walls of her intestines for leverage. It feels vain at first, but all of a sudden you start sliding through her guts as intended, and with far greater effect than you could have asked for. You hear $predName let out a satisfied sigh afterward. <</if>> <</append>> <<elseif $lastAction is "brace">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $success is 0>> <<if _rand is 1>> The walls clamp down around you, the idle waves of peristalsis growing into powerful bursts of pressure trying to push you further out. You press out against the flesh surrounding you, maintaining your defensive position and managing to barely budge despite her efforts. After a little while, $predName lets out an exasperated sigh and relents. <<else>> The walls clamp down around you, the idle waves of peristalsis growing into powerful bursts of pressure trying to push you further out. Not willing to let her have total control, you push hard to maintain your braced position. $predName makes several more attempts to force you toward her backdoor, but when you refuse to budge each time, she eventually relents with a grunt of frustration. <</if>> <<elseif $success is 1>> <<if _rand is 1>> The walls clamp down around you, the idle waves of peristalsis growing into powerful bursts of pressure trying to push you further out. You press out against the flesh surrounding you, trying to maintain your defensive position, but her muscles are just too powerful. Despite your best efforts to remain anchored, you can feel yourself sliding further out. <<else>> The walls clamp down around you, the idle waves of peristalsis growing into powerful bursts of pressure trying to push you further out. Not willing to let her have total control over you, you push hard to maintain your braced position. It stops her momentarily, but the resistance from her insides quickly escalates, forcing you back into submission after a few seconds. For the time being, you're left at her mercy as she drags you back toward the entrance. <</if>> <</if>> <</append>> <<elseif $lastAction is "in">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $success is 0>> <<if _rand is 1>> A powerful wave of pressure washes over you, $predName's inner muscles clenching to try and force you further out of her intestines. Despite the increased resistance, you put all of your energy into squirming deeper into her, managing to slowly make progress even as she actively works against you. <<else>> You can feel the walls grow tighter around you as $predName tries to push you further out. Not willing to comply, you reach your arms above your head and grab onto the squishy surroundings. The struggle is brief as you quickly overpower her, starting to pull yourself further through her bowels despite her wishes. <</if>> <<elseif $success is 2>> <<if _rand is 1>> A powerful wave of pressure washes over you, $predName's inner muscles clenching to try and force you further out of her intestines. Despite the increased resistance, you put all of your energy into squirming deeper into her, trying your best to overcome her efforts. However, you can't manage much more than preventing her from pushing you further back than you started, winding up in pretty much the same position you started when she finally stops. <<else>> You can feel the walls grow tighter around you as $predName tries to push you further out. Not willing to comply, you reach your arms above your head and grab onto the squishy surroundings. Your attempt to climb deeper into her guts is countered with her own desire to force you back out, and after a long, drawn-out struggle, you both give in around the same time due to exertion, your body having not moved much at all. <</if>> <<elseif $success is 1>> <<if _rand is 1>> A powerful wave of pressure washes over you, $predName's inner muscles clenching to try and force you further out of her intestines. You try your best to squirm deeper into her despite the resistance, but you find yourself powerless to overcome her efforts and start to feel yourself sliding out. <<else>> You can feel the walls grow tighter around you as $predName tries to push you further out. Not willing to comply, you reach your arms above your head and grab onto the squishy surroundings. Her countering effort slowly but surely weakens the strength of your grip, however, and you're forced to let go, left to the mercy of her guts as your body begins sliding back toward the entrance. <</if>> <</if>> <</append>> <</if>> <<case "squeeze">> <<if $lastAction is "exhausted">> <<append "#digestion">> Adding insult to injury, you feel $predName wrap her arms tight around the bulge you're making in her belly. The fleshy walls surrounding you crush you from all angles, but there's nothing you can hope to do to resist her abuse at this point. <</append>> <<elseif $lastAction is "in">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $success is 0>> <<if _rand is 1>> The fleshy walls surrounding you suddenly crash in hard, squeezing you tight. $predName is clenching her muscles as hard as she can, trying to keep you in place. You keep pushing despite the pressure, and manage to shift yourself a little deeper in despite her best efforts. <<else>> Your attempt to reach her stomach quicker is met with an intense, painful squeeze that immediately makes you wince. It's tight enough that you can feel her arms wrapped around you despite the buffer of flesh and organs separating you. You fight through it and remain undeterred, slowly dragging yourself deeper until $predName ultimately relents. <</if>> <<elseif $success is 1>> <<if _rand is 1>> You feel $predName wrap her arms around the bulge you're making and squeeze it tight, constricting your already cramped surroundings to an unbearable level. You try to fight through it and squirm your way deeper in, but it's just too much to overcome. <<else>> Your attempt to reach her stomach quicker is met with an intense, painful squeeze that immediately makes you wince. It's so tight that you can feel her arms wrapped around you despite the buffer of flesh and organs separating you. It's too much to fight against, and you have no choice but to sit in place until she decides to stop. <</if>> <</if>> <</append>> <<elseif $lastAction is "brace">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _rand is 1>> You feel $predName wrap her arms around the bulge you're making and squeeze it tight, tightening your already cramped surroundings to an unbearable level. The defensive position you've taken manages to keep her mostly at bay, and she seems frustrated when she eventually gives up. <<else>> Your decision quickly pays off when a powerful, constricting pressure bears down on you. It's too intense to just be $predName clenching her abs, meaning she's using either her arms or her surroundings to crush you. Fortunately, your defensive posture helps to lessen the strain put on your body--by the time she gives up, her resulting whimper implies she did more harm to herself than good. <</if>> <</append>> <<elseif $lastAction is "out">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $success is 0>> <<if _rand is 1>> The fleshy walls surrounding you suddenly crash in hard, squeezing you tight. $predName is clenching her muscles as hard as she can, trying to keep you in place. You keep pushing despite the pressure, and manage to shift yourself a little further out against her best efforts. <<else>> Your attempt to escape is quickly met with an intense, painful squeeze that immediately makes you wince. It's tight enough that you can feel her arms wrapped around you despite the buffer of flesh and organs separating you. You fight through it and remain undeterred, crawling inch by inch towards the exit until $predName finally gives up. <</if>> <<elseif $success is 1>> <<if _rand is 1>> You feel $predName wrap her arms around the bulge you're making and squeeze it tight, constricting your already cramped surroundings to an unbearable level. You try to fight through it and push yourself further out, but it's just too much to overcome. <<else>> Your attempt to escape is quickly met with an intense, painful squeeze that immediately makes you wince. It's so tight that you can feel her arms wrapped around you despite the buffer of flesh and organs separating you. It's too much to fight against, and you have no choice but to sit in place until she decides to stop. <</if>> <</if>> <</append>> <</if>> <<case "rest">> <<if $lastAction is "exhausted">> <<append "#digestion">> Despite your inaction, $predName doesn't seem intent on doing anything at the moment. You can feel her taking a few deep breaths as she runs her hands along the bulge you're making in her belly, enjoying the moment of reprieve. <</append>> <<elseif $lastAction is "in">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _rand is 1>> $predName makes no effort to stop you, doing little more than gently massage her belly with one hand as you worm your way deeper into her guts. <<else>> As you crawl towards her stomach, $predName doesn't intervene whatsoever. It's faint, but you can hear heavy breathing, and you even feel the slight compression when she inhales. <</if>> <</append>> <<elseif $lastAction is "brace">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _rand is 1>> Unfortunately, $predName makes no effort to do much of anything as you sit braced against her. In fact, you can feel her idly massaging the bulge you're making from the outside, clearly enjoying the opportunity to relax and catch her breath. <<else>> You hold your defensive position for some time, anticipating some kind of attack that ultimately never comes. Eventually, you relent with an exasperated sigh, and you hear a giggle from far above. It seems all you accomplished with that was giving her a much needed breather. <</if>> <</append>> <<elseif $lastAction is "out">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _rand is 1>> $predName makes no effort to stop you, doing little more than gently massage her belly with one hand as you shift your way further out of her guts. <<else>> As you crawl towards the exit, $predName doesn't intervene whatsoever. It's faint, but you can hear heavy breathing, and you even feel the slight compression when she inhales. <</if>> <</append>> <</if>> <</switch>> <<append "#digestion">> <</append>>

<<set _roll to (random(1,20) - ($predAnalProficiency + $predDefense + $sceneDefense) + ($strength + (2*$progress)) + _difficultyMod)>> <<if ($lastAction is "in") and ($analFacing is 0)>> <<set _roll += 3>> <<elseif ($lastAction is "out") and ($analFacing is 1)>> <<set _roll += 3>> <</if>> <<if $difficulty is "easy">> <<set _roll += 20>> <</if>>/*guarantees the player always gets their way in god mode*/ <<switch $predAction>> <<case "in">> <<if $lastAction is "exhausted">> <<set $success to 1>> <<set $depth += 1>> <<set $predAnalStrain += 1>> <<elseif $lastAction is "in">> <<set $success to 0>> <<set $depth += 1>> <<if $depth > 5>> <<set $analWillingIntoStomach to true>> <</if>> <<set $stamina -= Math.round(4 * _staminaMod)>> <<set $predAnalStrain += 1>> <<set _chose to true>> <<elseif $lastAction is "brace">> <<if _roll < 5>> <<set $success to 1>> <<set $depth += 1>> <<set $stamina -= Math.round(6 * _staminaMod)>> <<set $predAnalStrain += (6+$resilience)>> <<else>> <<set $success to 0>> <<set $stamina -= Math.round(10 * _staminaMod)>> <<set $predAnalStrain += (4+$resilience)>> <</if>> <<elseif $lastAction is "out">> <<if _roll > 16>> <<set $success to 0>> <<set $depth -= 1>> <<set $stamina -= Math.round(10 * _staminaMod)>> <<set $predAnalStrain += (2+$resilience)>> <<set _chose to true>> <<elseif _roll > 6>> <<set $success to 2>> <<set $stamina -= Math.round(8 * _staminaMod)>> <<set $predAnalStrain += (3+$resilience)>> <<else>> <<set $success to 1>> <<set $depth += 1>> <<set $stamina -= Math.round(4 * _staminaMod)>> <<set $predAnalStrain += (4+$resilience)>> <</if>> <</if>> <<case "out">> <<if $lastAction is "exhausted">> <<set $success to 1>> <<set $depth -= 1>> <<set $predAnalStrain += 1>> <<elseif $lastAction is "out">> <<set $success to 0>> <<set $depth -= 1>> <<set $stamina -= Math.round(4 * _staminaMod)>> <<set $predAnalStrain += 1>> <<set _chose to true>> <<elseif $lastAction is "brace">> <<if _roll < 5>> <<set $success to 1>> <<set $depth -= 1>> <<set $stamina -= Math.round(6 * _staminaMod)>> <<set $predAnalStrain += (6+$resilience)>> <<else>> <<set $success to 0>> <<set $stamina -= Math.round(10 * _staminaMod)>> <<set $predAnalStrain += (4+$resilience)>> <</if>> <<elseif $lastAction is "in">> <<if _roll > 16>> <<set $success to 0>> <<set $depth += 1>> <<if $depth > 5>> <<set $analWillingIntoStomach to true>> <</if>> <<set $stamina -= Math.round(10 * _staminaMod)>> <<set $predAnalStrain += (2+$resilience)>> <<set _chose to true>> <<elseif _roll > 6>> <<set $success to 2>> <<set $stamina -= Math.round(8 * _staminaMod)>> <<set $predAnalStrain += (3+$resilience)>> <<else>> <<set $success to 1>> <<set $depth -= 1>> <<set $stamina -= Math.round(4 * _staminaMod)>> <<set $predAnalStrain += (4+$resilience)>> <</if>> <</if>> <<case "squeeze">> <<if $lastAction is "exhausted">> <<set $success to 1>> <<set $predAnalStrain += 2>> <<elseif $lastAction is "in">> <<if _roll > 15>> <<set $success to 0>> <<set $depth += 1>> <<if $depth > 5>> <<set $analWillingIntoStomach to true>> <</if>> <<set $stamina -= Math.round(10 * _staminaMod)>> <<set $predAnalStrain += (3+$resilience)>> <<set _chose to true>> <<else>> <<set $success to 1>> <<set $stamina -= Math.round(6 * _staminaMod)>> <<set $predAnalStrain += (4+$resilience)>> <</if>> <<elseif $lastAction is "brace">> <<set $success to 0>> <<set $stamina -= Math.round(10 * _staminaMod)>> <<set $predAnalStrain += (6+$resilience)>> <<elseif $lastAction is "out">> <<if _roll > 15>> <<set $success to 0>> <<set $depth -= 1>> <<set $stamina -= Math.round(10 * _staminaMod)>> <<set $predAnalStrain += (3+$resilience)>> <<set _chose to true>> <<else>> <<set $success to 1>> <<set $stamina -= Math.round(6 * _staminaMod)>> <<set $predAnalStrain += (4+$resilience)>> <</if>> <</if>> <<case "rest">> <<if $lastAction is "exhausted">> <<set $success to 1>> <<set $predAnalStrain to Math.clamp($predAnalStrain - (4+$predAnalProficiency), 0, _strainThreshold)>> <<elseif $lastAction is "in">> <<set $success to 0>> <<set $depth += 1>> <<if $depth > 5>> <<set $analWillingIntoStomach to true>> <</if>> <<set $stamina -= Math.round(4 * _staminaMod)>> <<set $predAnalStrain to Math.clamp($predAnalStrain - (4+$predAnalProficiency), 0, _strainThreshold)>> <<set _chose to true>> <<elseif $lastAction is "brace">> <<set $success to 0>> <<set $stamina -= Math.round(6 * _staminaMod)>> <<set $predAnalStrain to Math.clamp($predAnalStrain - (2+$predAnalProficiency), 0, _strainThreshold)>> <<elseif $lastAction is "out">> <<set $success to 0>> <<set $depth -= 1>> <<set $stamina -= Math.round(4 * _staminaMod)>> <<set $predAnalStrain to Math.clamp($predAnalStrain - (4+$predAnalProficiency), 0, _strainThreshold)>> <<set _chose to true>> <</if>> <<if $predAnalStrain < 0>> <<set $predAnalStrain to 0>> <</if>> <</switch>> <<if $stamina < 0>> <<set $stamina to 0>> <</if>>

<<set $time to 11.25>><<include "TIME">>You push forward as hard as you can, finding an extra burst of energy knowing you're so close to the exit. Despite Olivia pressing down on top of you, with one forceful shove you manage to get both of your feet to break through the sphincter ahead of you. Olivia yelps and you feel her trying to pull you back in. "Nooo, stop! Get back in there!" she whines, grabbing at your feet with her hands. You keep doing everything you can to push yourself out, squirming and awkwardly wriggling your body against the walls, your legs slowly but surely sliding out of her ass. It must be a strange sight from the outside. After some time of the intense back and forth, you manage to get one of your hands out and, grabbing her thigh for leverage, pull yourself out up to your hips. Olivia moans from the sudden movement and falls forward completely, angling you up toward the air. "Alright, alright, fine, get out!" she gasps. The pressure inside her switches directions, aiding your own efforts by pushing you out. With her helping, it doesn't take long for you to be squeezed back out onto the cold bathroom floor. You take a deep breath of the fresh air as soon as your head is free, then shift away from Olivia as much as the bathroom stall will allow. Your whole body feels stiff from being stuck inside her, and a thin layer of some slimy liquid coats your skin and clothes. "That was... disgusting..." you mutter. Olivia slumps over onto the ground, pouting as she lays on her side. "Whatever, you'll get used to it..." she mutters. "How are you so good already? I'm not that bad at this am I? I'm not a freshman anymore, the massacre was supposed to be //my// day..." She finally sits up, hugging her legs and resting her face on her knees. "Just... get out of here." After everything that's happened, you don't need to be told twice. You head out of the stall, grab your bag, and hurry over to the door to escape back to the safety of your dorm. <<include "analEscapeEnd">>[[Get out of here->Wrong Door- Recovery]]

<<set $time to 11.5>><<include "TIME">>Spurred on by her ramping aggression, you lash out against her stomach as hard as you can, knowing she's nearing her limit. She starts to grab at you through her belly and you hear her whining, but you refuse to let up. And soon enough, your efforts are rewarded. "D-Damn it..." she sputters as the walls of her stomach close in on you. A heavy push from below sends you racing up her throat. She doesn't seem to even try to resist, and in only a few seconds you're returned to the outside world, lying on the floor in pretty much the same spot she did when she escaped you. You cough and sit up, your whole body feeling sore from the ordeal. <<if $turn < 3>>Your clothes are absolutely disgusting from the numerous digestive fluids that have sunk into the fabric, but somehow even after all that they're pretty much completely intact.<<else>>After spending so long inside her, you shiver from the cool air of the room. <</if>><<if $turn < 8>>It doesn't help that most of your body is exposed, barely anything but your underwear remaining after getting churned in her acid for so long.<<else>>That in turn makes you realize that your clothes were completely eaten away by her stomach, but being naked strangely doesn't feel like a big deal after the events of the last hour or so.<</if>> You shakily get back to your feet and back away from Olivia, who's still just sitting on the toilet. "That was... disgusting..." you mutter. Olivia leans back in her seat, letting her arms dangle pathetically at her sides. "Whatever, you'll get used to it..." she mutters. "How are you so good already? I'm not that bad at this am I? I'm not a freshman anymore, the massacre was supposed to be //my// day..." With a sigh she sits up and leans forward, resting her head in her hands. "Just... get out of here." After everything that's happened, you don't need to be told twice. You head out of the stall, grab your bag, and hurry over to the door to escape back to the safety of your dorm. <<include "playerPreyEscape">>[[Get out of here->Wrong Door- Recovery]]

<<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "in">> <<if _firstIn>> <<include "genericAnalPreyStruggle">> <<else>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $depth > 2>>This deep in<<else>>With how quickly she got you in, and knowing she's trained in this<</if>>, there doesn't seem to be much point in trying to fight against her here. The thought of a prolonged struggle in the rank depths of her intestines isn't appealing in the slightest, and the chances you could actually make it out the way you came in seem slim. Hoping you'll be able to put up more of a fight in her stomach, you start to try and squirm your way deeper into her. <</append>> <</if>> <<case "move">> <<if $depth is 1>> <<if _nearEscape>> <<include "genericAnalPreyStruggle">> <<else>> <<set _nearEscape to true>> <<set $predDefense += 2>> <<append "#digestion">> You keep squirming and shifting your body, wriggling back out of her as best as you can manage. As you inch your way through the tunnel of flesh, your feet meet resistance against a much denser part of the wall and you feel Olivia jump a little. "W-What the hell? Fuck I really am rusty..." she says, her hands pressed against you from the outside. The tight space inside of her compresses even more as she leans forward onto her belly. Her sphincter starts to stretch and open in front of your feet, but before you can do anything Olivia's own hand pushes through and shoves you ever so slightly deeper. "Stay... in..." she grunts, pulling her fist back out. "This is the punishment you get for being such an idiot." @@color:lime;You're almost out!@@<</append>> <</if>> <<elseif $depth is 5>> <<if _maxDepth>> <<include "genericAnalPreyStruggle">> <<else>> <<set _maxDepth to true>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _chose>>You crawl your way deeper into the labyrinth of her body, trying to conserve your energy to break free from her stomach, just like she did to you.<<else>>The smooth, slick walls of her small intestine slide past you as you're dragged even further into her body.<</if>> You gag a little as you start to feel mushy, mostly digested slop coating the walls and squishing against your head as you slide forward. You must be very close to her stomach at this point. "Hehe, feels like your trip is almost over. Can you hear my stomach begging for you?" Olivia says. <<if _chose>>@@color:yellow;You are nearly in her stomach.@@<<else>>@@color:red;You're nearly in her stomach!@@<</if>> <</append>> <</if>> <<else>> <<include "genericAnalPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<default>> <<include "genericAnalPreyStruggle">> <</switch>>

<<if $turn is 2>> <<set $predDefense += 3>> <<append "#digestion">> "Not so fun in there, is it?" Olivia says, wrapping her arms around you uncomfortably tight from the outside. "Stars is probably gonna use me for a demonstration next time for missing the first class, Cherry was just gonna let me get digested... UGH, you ruined the whole start of the semester!" she growls, squeezing even harder for a moment. "I can't wait to churn you up..." <</append>> <</if>> <<set $predAction to "in">> <<if ($lastAction is "in") and (_firstIn != true)>> <<set _firstIn to true>> <<set $depth += 1>> <<set $stamina -= 4>> <<set _chose to true>> <<append "#digestion">> "Oh?" Olivia says, feeling your movement. She shakes her belly a little with one hand. "Looks like you got the message, huh? Come on in bitch, my stomach's waiting.~" The walls around you tense up a little and start to pull you in, boosting your own efforts to squirm deeper inside. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "standardAnalPreyOutcome">> <<include "genericAnalPreyMessages">> <</if>>

<<set _rand to random(1,3)>> <<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "strong">> <<if !_firstStrong or (_rand is 1)>> <<set _firstStrong to true>> <<append "#digestion">> As the stomach walls churn around you, you feel rage starting to build up inside of you. First she violates you, then when her plan doesn't pan out exactly how she wanted she decides to digest you for it, in the most humiliating way possible. You've had enough, and with a roar you start to thrash wildly against the walls of her stomach. You can't stand to stay in her disgusting insides even a minute longer after everything you've been through. "Ow, what the hell? How do you still have so much energy?" she groans. Her stomach whines under your assault and the flesh around you seems to tense up. "Just give me a break already..." <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<case "rest">> <<if _rand > 1>> <<append "#digestion">> Still feeling drained from the journey into her stomach, you try to ignore the peril of your situation and regain some of your strength. You relax your body, leaning back against the shifting walls and taking deep breaths. Despite the noxious air, you quickly feel yourself calming. "That's right, just sit back and let it happen," Olivia says. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<case "progress">> <<if $progress is 2>> <<append "#digestion">> The walls of Olivia's stomach shudder around you, then crush in tight. With a loud growl, waves of pressure start to wash over you, squeezing you upward until your hand breaks through into a tighter tube of flesh. Your excitement starts to build, but your hopes are quickly dashed as the stomach walls relax and your arm is spit back out of her esophagus. Another groan echoes through your prison as it kicks back into gear. Olivia clutches her gut with one hand. "//*BRrrrp*// A-Are you even alive still? I can't tell," she says a little nervously. @@color:chartreuse;You're wearing her down, keep pushing!@@ <</append>> <<elseif $progress is 3>> <<append "#digestion">> Olivia's stomach is starting to quiver and groan every time you move. She jolts forward from one particularly hard push, making the acid slosh around you. "God damn it, what kind of freak freshman are you? I even //*UUrrp*// brought you in the long way, how the hell are you still putting up so much of a fight!?" She yells. You shove your hands out in response. "//Ugh// I just want to be done with this! Do you want me to send you back to my //*urp*// bowels? 'Cause I'll make you rot in there a while longer if you keep it //*urp*// up." @@color:lime;Keep it up, she can't hold out much longer!@@ <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<default>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</switch>>

<<set _roll to random(1,20)>> <<if !_firstSqueeze>> <<set _firstSqueeze to true>> <<set $predAction to "squeeze">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> Olivia hugs her gut, squeezing you pretty tight through the walls of her stomach. Her arms slowly shift up and down a little, grinding the acid-drenched flesh against you. "It's gotta be kinda weird, huh? I mean, just a minute ago I was shoved up your ass, now you're in my gut. This really suits you much better though," she says, squeezing you even tighter. <</append>> <<elseif $progress > 2>> <<if $lastAction is "brace">> <<set $predAction to "rest">> <<set $predDefense to -4>> <<append "#digestion">> You can hear and feel Olivia breathing heavily, very gently running her hands along her belly. Between your resistance and her intense efforts to keep you down, she seems to have tired herself out. This could be your chance. <</append>> <<else>> <<if $counter != 2>> <<set $counter to 2>> <<set $predAction to "crush">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "No, I'm putting an end to this," she growls. The walls of your prison suddenly crush in around you, Olivia clenching her stomach muscles as hard as she can. Then you feel her hands start to push in from either side painfully hard. You're starting to worry about breaking a rib under the intense pressure. "Just... digest... already..." <</append>> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "crush">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <</if>> <</if>> <<elseif !_firstCrushRetaliation and ($lastAction is "strong")>> <<if $counter != 1>><<set $counter to 1>><</if>> <<set _firstCrushRetaliation to true>> <<set $predAction to "crush">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> Olivia abruptly wraps her arms around you and squeezes tight, applying as much pressure as she can. The crushing weight of the walls is so intense that you're almost immobilized. "None //*UURRRP*// of that," she says, her voice a little strained. "I'm a little impressed you've still got so much energy, honestly, but I don't wanna deal with it." <</append>> <<elseif $lastAction is "brace">> <<set $predAction to "shake">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <<else>> <<if ($lastAction != "rest") and ($lastAction != "brace")>> <<set $counter to 1>> <</if>> <<if $counter is 1>> <<if _roll > 8>> <<set $predAction to "squeeze">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "massage">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <</if>> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "massage">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <</if>> <</if>>

<<set $totalEscaped += 1>> <<set $resilienceXP += Math.min($turn, 15)>> <<set $strengthXP += ($predAnalProficiency * 2)>> /*<<if ($analProficiency < 3) and ($analProficiency > -1)>> <<set $analXP += 3>> <</if>> <<if $analXP > $analThreshold>> <<set $analXP -= $analThreshold>> <<set $analProficiency += 1>> <<set $analThreshold *= 2>> [if intestine strength is a thing that's increased here] @@color:lime;You feel more ready to handle future prey.@@ <</if>>*/ <<ResilienceXPCheck>> <<StrengthXPCheck>> <<if $outfitState is "normal">><<set $outfitState to "drenched">><</if>>  <<set $turn to 0>> <<set $healthThreshold to 4>> <<set $acidStage to 0>> <<set $success to 0>> <<set $progress to 0>> <<set $lastAction to "none">> <<set $lastPlayerAction to "none">> <<set $struggleDisplay to "none">> <<set $sceneHasDialogue to false>> <<set $sceneDialogueLink to "none">> <<set $sceneActionsLink to "none">> <<set $sceneDigestionLink to "none">> <<set $sceneNextLink to "none">> <<set $sceneHasExtra to false>> <<set $sceneExtraLink to "none">> <<set $sceneAttack to 0>> <<set $sceneDefense to 0>> <<set $braced to false>> <<set $predSS to 32>> <<set $predHealth to 0>> <<set $predAttack to 0>> <<set $predDefense to 0>> <<set $predName to "!ERR:setPredName">> <<set $predAction to "none">> <<set $fromAnal to false>> <<set $depth to 0>> <<set $predAnalStrain to 0>> <<set $predAnalProficiency to 0>> <<set $analEscapeLink to "none">> <<set $noAllOut to false>> <<set $noStrongStruggle to false>> <<set $noWeakStruggle to false>> <<set $noNormalStruggle to false>> <<set $noBrace to false>> <<set $noProbe to false>> <<set $noSoothe to false>> <<set $usingAntacid to false>> <<set $probed to false>> <<set $analWillingIntoStomach to false>> <<set $analFacing to 0>> <<set $analSidebarDepthDisplay to ["At The Backdoor", "Colon", "Lower Small Intestine", "Upper Small Intestine", "Nearly In Stomach"]>>

<<set $resilienceXP += Math.min($turn, 10)>> <<set $strengthXP += $predAnalProficiency>> /*This gets called when you're pulled into a pred's stomach to give some experience from the anal segment*/

todo like analtostomach, this silently gives you experience based on your progress up to that point in the stomach if you pass into their intestines for a full tour escape

<<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "damaged">> <<if $healthThreshold is 3>> <<append "#digestion">> The constant squeezing and shifting of her stomach walls is starting to get to you, your skin starting to tingle from the acid grinding against it. You try to stay focused, refusing to let your last moments be in sacrifice for someone who's only relation to you is "former meal". @@color:red;You can feel the digestive process starting to affect you.@@ <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<case "progress">> <<if $progress is 2>> <<append "#digestion">> As you're striking out at the stomach walls, one of your hands grazes past something that feels tougher than the rest of the flesh surrounding you. Curious, you stop and hold your hand there so that you don't lose track of it. Then it hits you--it must be the sphincter connecting her throat and stomach! You thrust your other hand into it as hard as you can, and sure enough you feel it slide up into a tighter tube of flesh. The chamber immediately lurches and lets out a groan as you break through. Desperate for freedom, you start doing everything you can to push yourself further up. "OW!" Erika cries out. "Knock it off in there!" she commands, starting to sound strained. Just as you're about to push through into her mouth, a heavy swallow sends you back on your way down into her depths. You can feel her massaging the bulge your arm is making in her throat, assisting her body in pushing it back down. She shakes the chamber around you and starts to flex her stomach muscles in odd ways once you're sealed inside again, disorienting you and making you lose track of the opening. "//*Uuurp*// No more fighting dirty, got it?" she says, squeezing you painfully tight. "If you think you can really beat a junior, do it fair and square. The way that feels good for me.~" @@color:chartreuse;You were close, keep it up!@@ <</append>> <<elseif $progress is 3>> <<append "#digestion">> As you struggle against the raging of her stomach, one lucky kick seems to hit just the right spot and you feel her jump forward. Encouraged, you put all of your strength into kicking the exact same spot. The stomach walls clamp down hard in response, starting to painfully squeeze you up into her throat. "Aah! What the hell did you hit?" Erika grumbles, clutching her belly. Your ascent back toward freedom is very slow, the girl evidently fighting to keep you down. You do everything you can to wriggle yourself further up, becoming more frantic as you feel the vice grip of the stomach walls on your body start to loosen. You manage to get your head into her mouth before you're stopped entirely. A blinding light flashes in your dark-adjusted eyes as her lips part. Your hopes for freedom are quickly dashed as a hand immediately enters through them, pushing on your head at the same time the girl swallows. You're once again sent down into the depths of her body, with a fresh coating of saliva on your face this time. "//*UURP*// Are you done now?" she says. "I'm clearly too strong for you. Should have done a few more quests before picking a fight with a dragon," she mumbles, laughing to herself a little. @@color:lime;You're wearing her down, she can't hold you down forever!@@ <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<default>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</switch>>

<<set _roll to random(1,20)>> <<if $turn is 1>> <<if $lastAction is "strong">><<set $counter += 1>><</if>> <<set $predAction to "taunt">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "You'd better squirm good for me," the girl says, shaking her belly. "I've got high hopes for someone willing to take on a junior. Name's Erika by the way, since I'm sure you were dying to know." You push out against her stomach in response, only for her to wrap her arms around you and squeeze tight. She loosens her grip only to squeeze tighter again a few times, messing with you. "Let's see if you were really ready for this boss fight.~" <</append>> <<elseif ($lastAction is "strong") and ($counter < 3) and ($progress < 2)>> <<if $counter is 0>> <<set $counter += 1>> <<set $predAction to "taunt">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Yeah, you're getting it! You've gotta give it your all if you're gonna beat me," Erika laughs. You feel the odd sensation of the walls rippling against you, like she's lightly squeezing her muscles to some kind of rhythm. Then she stops and pushes in her hands from either side. Her stomach lets out an annoyed growl. "//*UUURP*// Keep going, the squirming is my favorite part.~" <</append>> encourages you <<elseif $counter is 1>> <<set $counter += 1>> <<set $predAction to "taunt">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Augh! Ow! My poor aching stomach, how could this be!" Erika says, way too over the top to be serious. She's barely holding back laughter. "Truly I have met a worthy foe!" <</append>> <<else>> <<set $counter += 1>> <<set $predAction to "crush">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "//Mmmph//, alright, that's enough of that," Erika grunts. She reaches her arms around her belly and squeezes you tight, lifting her legs a little to push in with them at the same time. You're painfully compressed inside of her, to the point that you can barely move at all. "Thought you'd run out of stamina a while ago..." <</append>> <</if>> <<elseif $progress > 2>> <<if _roll > 14>> <<set $predAction to "crush">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "squeeze">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <</if>> <<elseif $lastAction is "rest">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll > 10>> "What, did you give up? Where's that energy from before!" Erika says. <<else>> "Come on, don't just sit there! I ate you, get mad! Fight!" Erika says. <</if>> <</append>> <<set $predAction to "shake">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <<elseif $lastAction is "brace">> <<set $predAction to "taunt">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll > 10>> Erika gently runs one hand along her belly, then pushes in hard on your right side. Prepared for her to make a move, you immediately push back, only for her to let go and start pushing from the other side instead. When you try to shift your focus, a strange wave of pressure flows through the stomach walls, completely breaking your defensive position. "Seems like you're used to lower level preds, if you thought that would help anything," Erika laughs. <<else>> "'And our poor hero tried to hold the growling walls at bay, but her predator was far too smart for that'," Erika says in an odd voice. You feel her slide her hands down to the bottom of her belly, then start to lift it up. Once you're a few inches off the ground, she lets go and her gut smacks against the ground. Even with such a small distance, the impact is enough to shake your focus<<if $acidStage > 0>> and send stomach acid splashing all over the place<</if>>. "//*uurp*// Good strategy, but be at least a little subtle next time," Erika laughs. Her stomach groans, not as amused about the maneuver. <</if>> <</append>> <<elseif $progress > 1>> <<if _roll > 16>> <<set $predAction to "tease">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <<elseif _roll > 12>> <<set $predAction to "massage">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "squeeze">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <</if>> <<else>> <<if _roll > 12>> <<set $predAction to "tease">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "massage">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <</if>> <</if>>

<<set _roll to random(1,20)>> <<if $lastAction is "rest">> <<set $predAction to "distracted">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll > 13>> While you're resting, Leila seems to hum in appreciation of the inactivity. The stomach walls relax a little around you, and she leans back further into her seat. It almost feels peaceful inside her<<if $acidStage > 0>>, other than the acid bubbling around you<</if>>. <<elseif (_roll > 7) and ($acidStage > 0)>> You feel Leila run a hand along her belly, rubbing your form through the stomach walls. When she reaches the bulge of your head, she leaves it there and starts to tap her fingers along to the music. It's a little distracting, but you get the feeling she's let her guard down. <<else>> "Aah, that's more like it..." Leila mumbles, gently running a hand along the bulge you're making in her belly. The motion seems pretty absentminded, and you get the feeling she isn't paying any attention to you. The walls around you gurgle a little and seem to relax, confirming your suspicions that she's no longer focused on your efforts. <</if>> <</append>> <<elseif $acidStage is 0>> <<if _roll > 10>> <<set $predAction to "massage">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "distracted">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <</if>> <<else>> <<if _roll > 6>> <<set $predAction to "distracted">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "massage">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <</if>> <</if>>

<<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "strong">> <<if !_firstStrong>> <<set _firstStrong to true>> <<append "#digestion">> You pause a moment, then shove your arms and legs out with all the force you can muster. The whole chamber shudders and crushes you back into position, forcing a heavy belch out of Leila's mouth. Her stomach groans in pained protest at the assault, it's insides remaining in chaos for a few moments as the walls shift in strange ways. "Ugh! I'm trying to //*Uurrp*// relax here! Would you fucking chill in there?" Leila growls <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<case "progress">> <<if $progress is 1>> <<append "#digestion">> You shouldn't be surprised at the outcome, but being a replacement meal wasn't what you had in mind when you stepped in to help. Rage swells in your chest--who does she think she is? Picking on the smallest girl there, and then she couldn't even get you down herself! There's no doubt in your mind that you can get out of this. And with the stomach walls starting to tense up around you, you feel like you're already on your way. @@color:yellowgreen;You're wearing her down!@@ <</append>> <<elseif $progress is 2>> <<append "#digestion">> A long, deep groan rises up around you in protest. You feel the walls tense up for a moment and your captor lets out a loud, wet belch. Then another burst of air rushes past you and escapes her lips. Her arms wrap around you tight and the whole chamber shifts slightly as she leans forward. "Ugh, what the //*urrrp*// fuck!" Leila moans, clearly in discomfort if not outright pain. "Calm down asshole! I'm //*OURP*// trying to relax here..." @@color:chartreuse;You're wearing her down, keep pushing!@@ <</append>> <<elseif $progress is 3>> <<append "#digestion">> The stomach walls are starting to tense up spastically in an attempt to get you under control. The organ clearly isn't happy with the behavior of its meal, but you can't deny that its efforts are wearing you down. "Ow! I said//--ahg--//stop!" she groans. You can feel her hands digging into her belly in some attempt to soothe it. "What are you even //*urp*// doing in there?" Unfortunately, as soon as you ease up on your efforts to catch your breath, the extra grumbling and growling you'd kicked up fades away and the walls relax around you. You hear a light whine from somewhere above you, almost like her stomach was sighing in relief. "God, what are they feeding the freshmen this year..." she mumbles, leaning back again. Her hands are still massaging around you.<<if $healthThreshold is 1>> "If you didn't just drop dead right now, it's not gonna //*urph*// take much longer to get there. You're too far gone, just digest and give me some fucking peace."<</if>><<if $acidStage > 1>> The music she was listening to abruptly stops, then a few moments later a new song starts up--a much heavier rock song. Lyrics are the one thing you haven't quite been able to make out, but from the few words you do understand the woman seems to be singing about devouring someone.<</if>> @@color:lime;Keep it up, she can't hold out much longer!@@ <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<default>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</switch>>

<<set _roll to random(1,20)>> <<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "normal">> <<if !_firstNormal or (_roll > 7)>> <<set _firstNormal to true>> <<append "#digestion">> Refusing to give up, you and Emma fight together against the raging stomach walls. You decide that a coordinated effort is your best chance at getting through to such a skilled predator. On the count of three, you both push out as hard as you can with all four of your limbs, hoping to stretch her past her limits. After a few seconds, her stomach starts to let out strange gurgling sounds, and an almost whining groan quietly echoes around you. It's working! <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<case "strong">> <<if $counter is 1>> <<set $predHealth -= (10 + $emmaRel + $strength)>> <<append "#digestion">> "Hold off for now," you tell Emma. You start to lash out at the walls with everything you've got, punching and kicking as hard as you can without impacting Emma much, even shifting yourself from side to side so the whole chamber is rocking. It's tough with Emma on top of you, but as you start to tire out... "Now Emma!" you shout. "Got it!" she replies. As soon as you stop to rest, she starts thrashing. Her movements seem very panicked, but it's still getting the job done. As soon as she starts to slow, you kick back in. You alternate like that a few more times, keeping up a constant onslaught against Zoey's insides. It's very effective, the walls starting to whine and shudder under the assault. "You're pretty //*urp*// pret--//*Uuurrup*//... pretty smart for freshies," Zoey says, a tiny hint of discomfort in her voice. "I like it..." <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<case "brace">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _random > 10>> "Alright, Emma... we need a breather<<if $acidStage > 1>>, it's getting intense in here<</if>>," you say, tapping her side with one hand. "Y-Yeah but, what can we do?" Emma replies. "Just follow my lead..." you say. With that, you slowly push your arms and legs out to your sides, forcing the walls back away from the rest of your body a little. Luckily, Emma seems to get the message despite not being able to see you, and you feel her push her limbs out in a similar fashion. With your combined efforts, it's actually a pretty solid defense. "Now once we're ready, we'll hit her hard..." <<else>> "We've gotta work together if we're gonna make it through this," you tell Emma. You push your arms out against the walls slightly to hold them back so you can focus. "Right, right, we //are// gonna make it through..." Emma replies hastily. "We'll wait and strike together, I'll give you a signal..." you say. <</if>> <</append>> <<case "progress">> <<if $progress is 1>> <<if _zoeyAsleep>> <<append "#digestion">> A strange spasm cuts through the stomach walls, accompanied by a low growl. $predName lets out a small grunt, but it doesn't seem to have woken her up. @@color:yellowgreen;You're starting to wear her down!@@ <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<elseif $progress is 2>> <<if _zoeyAsleep>> <<set _zoeyAsleep to false>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <<append "#digestion">> "Ugh, fuck I knocked out... Are you shits still going?" Zoey says in a groggy voice. "You interrupted my nap!" <</append>> <<else>> <<append "#digestion">> "I<<if $healthThreshold < 3>>...<</if>> think we're doing it<<if $healthThreshold < 3>>...<<else>>!<</if>>" Emma says<<if $healthThreshold < 3>> in a strained tone<<else>>, strained but excited<</if>>. "Keep it up," you grunt, both of you continuing to fight against the slick walls. Suddenly, they start to shift more erratically, squeezing in harder and faster than before, crushing you and Emma back into a tight embrace. You want to believe that this is it, but your hopes are quickly dashed. "Yes, Yes!" Zoey says, almost moaning. She grips her gut on either side and shakes it a bit<<if $acidStage > 0>>, splashing some acids up into your face.<</if>> "You're //*urp*// doing great in there lunch, I love it when my food tries to put up a fight. Keep it up, I want you moving like that until your last breath.~" Things in her stomach slowly return to normal, the organ satisfied with its work quelling your struggle. "Ugh, we're just<<if $healthThreshold < 3>>...<</if>> pleasuring her," Emma grunts. "This is hopeless..." she sniffles. "No, come on, don't give up! She played it off but we almost had her there, I'm sure of it. We need to keep fighting!" you tell her. @@color:chartreuse;You're wearing her down, keep pushing!@@ <</append>> <</if>> <<elseif $progress is 3>> <<append "#digestion">> You hear Zoey let out a pained grunt<<if _zoeyAsleep>> and jolt awake, leaning forward as her stomach clamps down hard.<<else>>, as she leans forward, and you feel her stomach clamp down hard.<</if>> Then, something tugs on one of your legs and you start to get pulled back. She's throwing you up, this is it! You slide underneath Emma as your legs slowly push back into her throat<<if $acidStage > 1>>, your excitement getting interrupted by your head ending up completely submerged in the pooling acids<</if>>. Unfortunately, your feet don't even make it into her mouth before you feel yourself stop and slide back down into her stomach. <<if $acidStage > 1>>You can't help being a little relieved when your head breaks back above the surface and you can breathe again, despite failing to escape.<</if>> You get pushed back further than you were before, ending up bending up around behind Emma a bit. <<if _zoeyAsleep>><<set _zoeyAsleep to false>>"//*Uuurp*// What the fuck!" Zoey growls. "You two should be on your way out by now, you interrupted my fucking nap!"<<else>>"//*Uuurp*// Haha, you've got some real fight in ya, huh?" Zoey says, hugging her belly as well as she can manage. "I knew you'd be a fun one! I'm so glad you //*urp*// decided to join that crybaby friend of yours, she would have been such a boring, effortless meal alone."<</if>> "$name that--that was it! You were going out, we almost had her!" Emma says, ignoring Zoey's comment. "Don't get too excited, I haven't lost my lunch in a long time," Zoey says, squeezing you tight with her arms. "But please keep it up, I'm loving every second.~" @@color:lime;Keep it up, she can't hold out much longer!@@ <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<default>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</switch>> <<if $lastAction is "brace">> <<set $counter to 1>> <<else>> <<set $counter to 0>> <</if>>

<<set _roll to random(1,20)>> <<if $turn is 1>> <<set $turn += 1>> /* Don't fully remember why this is like this, I think the idea is that technically the struggle started when Emma was swallowed a little before you joined in so things are bumped forward a turn at the start? */ <<set $predAction to "distracted">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> You can feel the gentle bouncing of Zoey's footsteps rocking you and Emma as she walks. Somewhere to your right, you faintly hear someone gasp, then run away, followed by Zoey laughing to herself. You aren't sure where she's headed, but you might be able to take advantage of her not giving you her full attention. <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 4>> <<set $predAction to "taunt">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> The pitch black of her stomach is suddenly replaced by a dull red glow and your eyes attempt to adjust to the addition of light. A bright orange circle glows against the stomach wall above your head, faintly illuminating your surroundings. It glistens off of the wrinkled flesh that writhes around you, giving you a full view of Zoey's insides. It's almost surreal watching her stomach churn around you, seeing the murky fluid bubble out of the walls into the ever rising pool around you. You've also become more acutely aware of how uncomfortably close together you are with Emma, her butt just inches away from your face<<if $emmaRel > 3>>... not that that's an unpleasant sight<</if>>. You can see that even though she's on top, the acids are taking their toll on her clothing as well, fraying and eating away at patches of the fabric. "What are you..?" you mumble. "S-Stop! Turn it off, it's disgusting in here!" Emma cries. "That's no way to talk about your host~" Zoey coos. She pushes out a burp, sending a strange ripple through the walls. "//*uuurp*// I just wanted you to get a good look is all. Can you see yourself melting yet? That always gets 'em going." You watch as she pushes one of her hands into her gut, creating a gross, distorted hand print on the inside, shifting around as she massages herself. "Oooh I'm gonna barf," Emma groans. "I'm sorry $name, I was holding it together when I couldn't see but this is..." You faintly hear her gag over the squishing and grumbling sounds of Zoey's stomach. "Just close your eyes, we've gotta stay focused Emma!" you say, taking your own advice. "Right! Right..." she replies, taking a deep breath, then coughing from the acrid air. You can feel her body tense up a bit on top of you, ready to fight back. "We can do this... We're gonna get out..." "Aw, you're no //*URP*// fun," Zoey laughs, clicking the flashlight off. <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 8>> <<set $predAction to "massage">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> You feel Zoey gently massaging her belly, running her hands along you and Emma through the thin barrier of flesh. There seems to be less aggression behind it than everything she's done up to now. She lets out a soft burp and leans back. "Heh, you put up a pretty good fight for fresh meat... can't believe you're still going..." she says. "...but don't stop squirming for me.~" <</append>> <<elseif $acidStage is 3>> <<if _zoeyAsleep>> <<set $predAction to "distracted">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "crush">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <</if>> <<elseif $acidStage is 2>> <<if _roll > 10>> <<set $predAction to "massage">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "taunt">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <</if>> <<elseif $acidStage is 0>> <<set $predAction to "distracted">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <<else>> <<if _roll > 7>> <<set $predAction to "pleasure">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <<elseif _roll > 3>> <<set $predAction to "taunt">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "shake">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <</if>> <</if>> <<if $lastAction is "brace">> <<set $predDefense -= 3>> <</if>>

<<set $time to 15.75>><<include "TIME">><<set $aliceAfterEscapism to true>><<if $minaSaved > 0>>"I'll catch you around Mina!" you say hurriedly as you get out of your seat. You can't just let Alice slip away after that without getting a word in. "Goodbye!" she squeaks. You take off out of the room after Alice. She's moving pretty fast, but you catch up with her just before she turns the corner.<<elseif ($day2LunchEmma and !$emmaInjured) or $day2LunchLeah or $day2LunchCrew>>"Hey, I'll catch up with you back at the room," you say as you quickly get out of your seat. "Huh? Where are you going?" Emma asks. "I can't let Alice just slip away after that," you reply<<if $aliceRel < 0>> with a smirk<</if>> before taking off after her. She's moving pretty fast, but you catch up with her just before she turns the corner.<<else>>Feeling like you can't let what just happened slide without saying a word to Alice, you jump to your feet and hurry out behind her. She's moving pretty fast, but you catch up with her just before she turns the corner.<</if>> "Hey Alice!" you call out. She stops in her tracks and you notice her clench her fists. She whips around to face you with a look that could kill. You're actually a little startled by her disheveled appearance, the intense look in her eyes only amplified by her soaked hair covering part of her face. Looking her over, you notice that she's missing the necklace she'd been wearing every other time you've seen her. "<<if $aliceRel < 0>>You want to die, $name?<<else>>What?<</if>>" she growls. <<link "Taunt her">><<append "#answer">>"Oh, I just wanted to thank you for your amazing demonstration in class," you say with a smirk. "You looked like you were having fun in there.<<if $minaEnd is "player">> I just wish me and her could have traded." You smack what used to be Mina for emphasis.<<else>>"<</if>> She lets out a heavy exhale, looking like a bull ready to charge. "As if that means anything coming from garbage like you. Did you really run after me just for that? You're absolutely pathetic, $name," she says. "<<if $aliceRel < 0>>Was this that plan you were talking about earlier? Spending class in a stomach?<<else>>Hey, you're the one who spent the whole class in a stomach. I think you could have committed to the role more though, I was disappointed to see you come back out in one piece,<</if>>" you say. It looks like she's about to step forward, but she stops herself. "Next time, $name... <<if $tourAlice or $eatenByAliceCookout>>I think we have some unfinished business<<else>>you'll regret ever opening your mouth<</if>>," she hisses, aggressively turning away from you and stomping down the hall. "Looking forward to it!" you call after her. <<if $aliceRel > -5>> <<if $aliceRel < -1>><<Alice -1>><<else>><<Alice -2>><</if>> <</if>>Satisfied, you start to head back to your dorm. [[Head to your dorm->September 2nd- Afternoon 2]]<</append>><<replace "#choices">><</replace>><</link>> <<link "Be sympathetic">><<append "#answer">>"I, uh, just wanted to make sure you were alright. Her doing that over such a little thing was really messed up," you answer. <<if $eatenByAlice or $eatenByAliceCookout>>Although it was cathartic to watch after what she's done to you, even she didn't deserve it over just the one comment. <</if>>You're legitimately trying to be nice, but Alice just seems to get angrier. "Who the hell do you think you are? I don't need your fucking pity," she says with a huff, finally brushing her hair aside and standing up a little straighter. "I'm just trying to be nice..." you reply. "Well don't. <<if $aliceRel > 0>>You think just cause I let you help me yesterday we're friends or something? You're not even high on my list of useful idiots<<else>>We're not friends<<if $eatenByAlice or $eatenByAliceCookout or ($aliceRel < -2)>>, in fact I'd eat you right now if I didn't have other plans for today<</if>><</if>>," she says, crossing her arms. You start to say something, but she holds up a hand to stop you. "Don't talk to me." With that, she storms off.<<if $aliceRel > -1>> <<Alice -1>><</if>> You sigh, not sure what you really expected to happen, and start to head back to your dorm. [[Head to your dorm->September 2nd- Afternoon 2]]<</append>><<replace "#choices">><</replace>><</link>> <<link "Ask about her necklace">><<append "#answer">>"Uh, weren't you wearing a necklace before?" you say. "Wh--My necklace..." she says, reaching her hand up to where it would usually be resting. When she doesn't find anything she frantically feels around her neck, her mouth dropping open slightly. To your surprise, the anger in her eyes melts into genuine worry. It only lasts for a moment before the rage snaps back into her. "Ugh, don't talk to me!" she growls, storming off at a faster pace than she was moving before. You're taken aback, feeling like you've just seen something you weren't supposed to. <<if $aliceRel < 0>>As awful as she may be, it seems like that necklace was something really important to her. It could be useful to have, however you choose to play things once it's in your possession.<<else>>You get the feeling that that necklace was actually something really important to her, seeing as it broke through her usual attitude.<</if>> [[Go ask Slate for the necklace->Escapism- Confront Slate]] [[Not your problem->September 2nd- Afternoon 2]]<</append>><<replace "#choices">><</replace>><</link>>

<<if $aliceNecklace>>You step out into the hall and hurry back to your dorm, hoping not to draw too much attention. Luckily, the dorm halls are empty and you make it downstairs to your door without issue. With the necklace held tight in your hand, you unlock your door and step inside. <<if $emmaInjured>>Your shoulders sag a little when you enter the empty room. You'd forgotten in the strange turn of events that Emma wouldn't be around anymore. With a sigh, you head into the bathroom, placing Alice's necklace in the sink so you can wash Slate's vomit off of it. Before taking care of that, however, you strip off your clothes and toss them into the laundry basket. It might start to smell, but it's not like her stomach did any damage to them. You step into the shower, just rinsing out your hair and quickly washing away the leftover coating from your time inside of Slate before getting out. Once you're dry you throw together a new outfit, good as new.<<set $outfitState to "normal">><<set $outfit to "normal">> You head back to the sink to wash the necklace, rinsing away the slime that's built up from its extended stay inside Slate's gut. You look it over as the water brings back its shine, not really having an opportunity to give it a close inspection until now. It's pretty simple--just a gold pendant with a large ruby set in the center--but seems very valuable, assuming it's real.<<if $day2LunchAlone>> You can definitely believe her mom is a movie star if she's walking around with something like this.<</if>> Interestingly, it seems very worn. Not damage from the time spent in a stomach, but the telltale smoothing and rounded edges of something that's spent a long time being handled. Once it's clean, you dry it off with a towel and put it in your pocket for now.<<else>>"$name! What did you do?" Emma says as you walk into the room. She wrinkles her nose a bit and shifts backward on her bed as you pass by. "Oh gross... did Alice do that?<<if $day2LunchAlone>> I saw you run after her.<</if>>" "Hey! Nah it wasn't Alice, I got an... extra lesson in with Professor Slate, we'll say," you explain. You hold up the necklace. "But look what I have!" "Ew..." "Oh, yeah I guess I should wash it first," you laugh, heading into the bathroom and placing it in the sink. You leave it there for now, returning to the room to put together a change of clothes. "I'm gonna wash off, I'll explain after." "Please do," Emma says. You very quickly hop into the shower, just rinsing out your hair and washing away the leftover coating from your time inside of Slate before getting out. After drying off and putting on your fresh clothes, you head back into the main room. You toss your old outfit into the laundry basket. It might start to smell, but it's not like Slate's stomach did any damage to them so they should be fine.<<set $outfitState to "normal">><<set $outfit to "normal">> "So what exactly happened? It looks like you got swallowed, but you seem fine with it?" Emma asks. You explain your talk with Alice and what happened with Slate to her. "Huh... so you went through that... for //Alice's// necklace?" she says, giving you a confused look. "Yeah, I'm not entirely sure what I'm gonna do with it yet, but it seemed like it was important to her," you reply, going into the bathroom to deal with the jewelry in question. "Uh-huh..." Emma says, still seeming perplexed. You head back to the sink and start to wash the necklace, rinsing away the slime that's built up from its extended stay inside Slate's gut. You look it over as the water brings back its shine, not really having an opportunity to give it a close inspection until now. It's pretty simple--just a gold pendant with a large ruby set in the center--but seems very valuable, assuming it's real.<<if $day2LunchAlone>> You can definitely believe her mom is a movie star if she's walking around with something like this.<</if>> Interestingly, it seems very worn. Not damage from the time spent in a stomach, but the telltale smoothing and rounded edges of something that's spent a long time being handled. Once it's clean, you dry it off with a towel and put it in your pocket for now.<</if>><<else>><<set $time to 16>><<include "TIME">>You head back through the halls toward your dorm. <<if $emmaInjured>>It doesn't take long to arrive at the door to your room. When you open it, however, you find that it doesn't feel quite as comfortable as it did before. <<if $emmaRel < 3>>The silence of the room without Emma there weighs heavy on your mind, since you know she isn't coming back<<else>>Faced with a silent room and an empty bed, the thought you'd been avoiding finally sinks in. Emma isn't coming back. Guilt creeps back into your head as you think back on the incident after lunch<</if>>. For now, you try to put it out of mind.<<else>>It doesn't take long to arrive at the door to your room. You unlock it and step inside, finding Emma sitting on her bed. "So how did things go with Alice?" she asks.<<if $day2LunchAlone>> "I saw you run after her."<</if>> "I mean, about as well as you'd expect, she was pretty mad," you say with a shrug. "I can't blame her, that was awful that Slate did that to her...<<if $aliceRel < 0>> even though she //is//, y'know, Alice,<</if>>" she replies. "Well, at least it wasn't one of us," you say. She nods in agreement.<</if>><</if>> <<if $emmaInjured>>You start to think about what you want to do for the <<if $leahInvited>>rest of the afternoon, as there's still a bit of time before your plans with Leah<<else>>rest of the day<</if>>.<<else>>"So what are you planning on doing for the rest of the day? I think I'm just gonna hang out here until dinner<<if $day2LunchEmma or ($emmaDitchedCookout > 0)>>, or maybe even skip dinner if I can honestly<</if>>." You hadn't really planned that far ahead, so you start to think.<</if>> The safest move would be to stay here in your dorm, but a part of you has gotten to thinking that it might be nice to score <<if $analAteOlivia>>another<<else>>your own<</if>> kill in today's "massacre".<<if ($fullness + 5) > $maxFullCap>> Unfortunately, the weight of $lastPrey still sloshing through your abdomen reminds you that that might be a bit overzealous.<</if>><<if $invitedToGym>> Unfortunately it's already past four, so by the time you got changed and headed over to the gym like Kayla had mentioned it would probably be too late.<</if>> [[Stay in your dorm->September 2nd- Afternoon in the Dorm]]\ <<if ($fullness + 5) <= $maxFullCap>> [[Go hunting->September 2nd- On the hunt]]<</if>>

Knowing what you have to do, you turn around and walk back to the door to 219. The room has already cleared out completely when you walk in, the silence immediately making you feel tense. The only person left is Professor Slate, working on some kind of paperwork at the front desk. She doesn't address you at all as you cross the room. When you reach her desk, you start to open your mouth but immediately get cut off. "What? Did you forget something?" Slate sighs, not even looking up from her work.<<if $minaEnd is "player">> "Or perhaps you'd like to apologize for your disruptive behavior?"<</if>> "Uh, no, //I// didn't, and not exactly 'forgot'," you stammer, becoming increasingly nervous about deciding to confront her about this. "Out with it," she says, glancing up at you for a moment. "Well it's actually about Alice-" "Do you have a problem with my teaching methods then, Miss... $last was it?" Slate says. The moment you mentioned Alice, she put her pen down and finally gave you her full attention, scowling slightly. "No, no, it's not that! She had a necklace on at the start of class that never... came out..." you explain. Slate slightly raises one of her eyebrows. She brings her hand down to feel her stomach, then nods. "Yes, I suppose she did. Is there a point to this? You're interrupting my work." "Well, could I... have it back to bring to her?" you ask with a nervous smile. "If she wants it back, she can come get it herself. <<if $slateFavor < 0>>Why you thought I would humor you with this nonsense after showing such blatant disrespect during class is beyond me," she says, scowling at you. "Get out."<<else>>Now I believe you were dismissed," she replies, going back to whatever she was working on.<</if>> <<if $slateFavor > -1>><<link "Be insistent">><<append "#continue">>"I think we both know she'd never do that," you say, not willing to give up yet. Slate sighs again, dropping her pen this time and leaning back in her chair. "And why does that matter to me, Miss $last? For that matter, why does it matter to //you// enough to be causing all this fuss? You have better things to be worrying about today." "It's just, she seemed really upset when she realized it was gone and--" She holds up a hand to stop you. "I don't care if you're her friend, I'm not going through the effort of bringing it back up." <<if $aliceRel < 0>>"Well I'm not really her friend, she kinda sucks actually, but it seemed like it was something really important to her," you say. "Ah, so you want blackmail material then?" "Uh, well, not necessarily--" "No need to explain," she says, leaning forward and resting her elbows on the desk. <<else>>"Look it's clearly something really important to her, is there something I can do to change your mind?" Her face shifts a little, but it's hard to read. She leans forward and rests her elbows on the desk. <</if>>"You're quite persistent about this. Annoyingly so, I must say. But if you want it that badly, I'll make you an offer," she says, pushing her chair back away from the table. "As an opportunity to get ahead in your studies, you can go retrieve it yourself." "Uh..." you say, stepping away from the desk as your eyes go wide. "That was a serious offer, and not a threat, Miss $last. As a professor I can't digest students without a strong reason to do so, so you don't need to worry about that," she says. "So if you really want this necklace, I'll swallow you and you can retrieve it yourself, then you'll have to fight your way out. As I made clear in class, you have no hope of actually overcoming me, but if I can tell you're making an honest, effective effort, I'll let you back out after half an hour. Fail, and you'll stay in there until it's convenient for me to release you. Make your choice." <</append>><<replace "#choices">>[[Accept her offer->Confront Slate- Tested]] <<link "Refuse">><<replace "#choices">>"That's... a little more than I'm willing to do for Alice," you reply. "Then the matter is settled. Now please stop interrupting me." "Of course, sorry to bother you," you say, turning and hurrying out of the room. You let out a heavy breath and your shoulders relax as soon as the door closes behind you. You really thought she was going to eat you just for bothering her there. [[Head back to your dorm->September 2nd- Afternoon 2]]<</replace>><</link>><</replace>><</link>> <</if>>[[Give up and go back to your dorm->September 2nd- Afternoon 2]]

<<set $time to 16>><<include "TIME">><<set $eatenBySlate to true>><<set $aliceNecklace to true>><<set $predName to "Slate">><<set $predSS to 999>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "SlateTested_PreyStruggle">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "SlateTested(TEXT)">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "SlateTested_Actions">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Confront Slate- Failed">><<set $usingAntacid to true>><<set $noAllOut to true>>\ "Alright, I'll do it," you say, a little apprehension in your voice as you step forward. Slate gives a slight nod and opens a drawer on her desk, pulling out the same bottle from class. "You're certain you're ready for this?" she says, holding one of the antacid tablets between her fingers. "Yes," you say with a gulp. "Let's do this..." "Very well," she says, quickly swallowing the tablet. "Since this isn't a punishment I'll give you the choice: would you like to undress so that your clothes aren't ruined?" "Um... but," you answer, caught off guard. "There's windows in here... and you're--" "You first years are hopeless..." she sighs, grabbing your arm and guiding you in front of her. "Please refrain from squirming on the way down, this isn't part of the test." Before you can say anything, your head is already in her throat. You're not sure you would have resisted at all even without her warning, completely stunned by the suddenness of it all. Just seconds after she started, your head and shoulders are already pushing into her stomach, and it doesn't take much longer before your legs slide down her throat and the last of you is sealed inside.<<if $fullness > 1>> Your still distended belly doesn't even maker her pause.<</if>> You curl up into the gut of your teacher, finding it oddly accommodating for a stomach. The walls have enough give that you don't feel like you're being constricted, and although they're slick it doesn't so much as tingle, her acids already neutralized by the tablet she took. You feel something digging into your lower back and work your hand around to grab it. It's a smooth, rounded object with a chain attached, smaller than your palm. Alice's necklace. "A-Alright I got the necklace," you say, far from comfortable with the current arrangement. A loud gurgling sound comes from somewhere behind you, but you stay calm, trusting that the antacid will keep you safe. "And I think everything's fine in here..." "Excellent, then let's begin," Slate says. You're bounced and shifted inside her gut as she sits back down. You were expecting her to do something to "test" you, but she seems to be ignoring you, or maybe waiting for you to make the first move.<<set $sceneAttack to 0>><<set $sceneDefense to 0>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "preyOptions">></div>

<<if ($health < 1) or ($stamina <= 0)>> <<goto "Confront Slate- Failed">> <<elseif $acidStage is 1>> <<set $predAction to "massage">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $lastAction is "brace">><<set $counter += 1>>"Very smart, Miss $last, focusing on keeping yourself safe over escaping in a situation like that," Slate says, gently easing the pressure off of you. You hear her stifle a burp.<<elseif $lastAction is "strong">><<set $counter += 1>>"Hmm, acceptable I suppose," Slate says, gently easing the pressure off of you. You hear her stifle a burp. "It would generally be in your best interest to focus on keeping yourself safe while being crushed like that. However, if your situation is truly desperate enough to keep up the offensive, that was an appropriate amount of force to use under the circumstances."<<elseif $lastAction is "rest">>"Hmm, disappointing. But not unreasonable I suppose," Slate sighs. She gently eases off of you, stifling a burp as the pressure is relieved.<<else>>"What a waste," Slate chides, gently easing the pressure off of you. "You should be focusing on keeping yourself safe in a position like that, stopping your predator from having the upper hand. Trying to fight while overwhelmed isn't going to do anything but tire you out."<</if>> You feel her sit back in her seat, everything shaking a little bit as she adjusts herself. Then you feel her hands start to caress your body, running along your form with a gentle pressure as she massages her belly. It feels oddly intimate since you chose to come in here. "You're halfway through the time we agreed on, just so you're aware," she says as she continues her efforts. <<if $counter is 3>>You smile and grip the necklace tight, confident that you're nailing this so far.<<elseif $counter is 0>>You start to get nervous, having a bad feeling that you're going to end up stuck inside her for who knows how long.<<else>>You start to get a little nervous, afraid that she hasn't been all that impressed with you so far.<</if>> Luckily, her stomach is still completely pacified by the antacid. You can feel that some kind of liquid is slowly starting to build up at your feet, but it doesn't burn in the slightest, it's just warm. <</append>> <<elseif $acidStage > 1>> <<set $predHealth to $counter>> <<if $counter >= 3>> <<goto "Confront Slate- Passed">> <<else>> <<goto "Confront Slate- Failed">> <</if>> <</if>>

<<if $turn is 1>> <<set $predAction to "distracted">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if ($lastAction is "strong") or ($lastAction is "normal")>><<set $counter += 1>>"<<if $lastAction is "strong">>That much energy is perhaps a little wasteful against a completely unguarded stomach, but good enough<<else>>Well done<</if>>," Slate says after stifling a very small burp. "Your movements were fairly uncoordinated, but that's to be expected at your experience level. You still had the right mindset of how to respond to my inaction."<<elseif $lastAction is "weak">>"Hmm, disappointing. Are you perhaps not taking this seriously because my stomach can't hurt you?" Slate says. "I left you alone. When a predator gives you an opening like that, you need to push harder, make sure you're taking advantage of it. I suppose if you're really desperate to conserve your energy that may be appropriate, but against a skilled predator like me you should be more worried about getting out as quickly as possible."<<else>>"What exactly did you hope to accomplish there? You're fighting for your life, there's not a second you can afford to waste," Slate says, briefly clenching her stomach muscles enough to squeeze you. "If a predator gives you an opening like that, you need to take advantage of it."<</if>> The world around you shifts a little as Slate seems to lean forward. You quickly adjust to the new position and pause in wait of whatever she has in store, gripping the necklace tight in one hand so you don't lose track of it. However, even after waiting a couple minutes she still doesn't seem to be interacting with you at all. "Hmm, I really need to get this work done, maybe an extra lesson wasn't the best idea..." Slate says out loud for you to hear. <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 2>> <<set $predAction to "crush">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if ($lastAction is "strong") or ($lastAction is "normal")>><<if $counter > 0>>"Good, good, you seem to know what you're doing. Punish them for as long as they'll let you," Slate says. You feel her lightly rest her hand on her belly for a moment.<<if $lastAction is "strong">> "Though<<if $lastPlayerAction is "strong">> again<</if>>, you'll tire yourself out quickly pushing that hard when it isn't fully necessary."<</if>><<else>>"There, that's more like it," Slate says.<</if>><<set $counter += 1>><<else>>"You weren't listening at all were you? Continue to waste my time and the opportunity I've offered you and you can look forward to spending the rest of the day with me," Slate says, firmly gripping her belly with one hand.<</if>> The walls shake around you as Slate stands up from her seat. Then you feel her lean forward and something hard starts to press against your back. She doesn't stop, continuing to push against the edge of the desk until it's painfully intruding in your space and pinning you against the other side of her stomach. <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 4>> <<set $predAction to "squeeze">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $lastAction is "rest">><<set $counter += 1>>"Smart, taking advantage of your predator's relaxation to regain your own energy," Slate says, abruptly stopping her massage.<<elseif $lastAction is "weak">>"Too weak," Slate sighs, abruptly stopping her massage. "I could barely tell you were doing anything."<<elseif $lastAction is "brace">>"Now why would //that// be your response?" Slate says in a stern tone. She stops her massage. "Do you lock up at the slightest attention from a predator? What a waste, you won't last long acting like that."<<else>><<set $counter += 1>>"Good enough, struggling like that will waste my efforts to soothe my stomach at least," Slate says, abruptly stopping her massage.<</if>> "So, uh, how am I doing?" you ask, still not all the comfortable being inside a stomach even if it isn't trying to digest you. "You'll find out when your time is up. Now hush," she replies. Suddenly, you feel an odd pressure start to move through the walls. They're tightening in waves around you, moving from your lower body up to your head. At the same time, it feels like you're being pushed in and out, making it difficult to concentrate. <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 5>> <<set $predAction to "none">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $lastAction is "brace">><<set $counter += 1>>"Excellent, preventing your predator from controlling the situation is just as important as fighting to escape," Slate says, relaxing her stomach.<<elseif $lastAction is "strong">><<set $counter += 1>>"Good, if you're going to struggle while I am actively working against you, putting your back into it like that is necessary for it to matter," Slate says, relaxing her stomach. "Defending yourself from my efforts would have been a smarter choice, but sometimes this late into a struggle you're running out of options."<<else>>"You don't seem to have retained much of what I said," Slate sighs, relaxing her stomach.<</if>> "It's nearly four thirty, I suppose I'll have to decide what to do with you..." <</append>> <</if>> <<set $predHealth to 999>>

<<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "weak">> <<append "#digestion">> Trying to show Slate that you can be more strategic, you try to be more subtle in your fighting. You don't move your body much, but instead jab your hands out in more precise attacks. Or they would be precise, if you actually knew what you were doing. Really, you're just poking her randomly and hoping for the best. <</append>> <<case "normal">> <<append "#digestion">> You start to squirm against her walls, trying to make your effort clear.<<if $turn is 0>> At first you hold back so you don't hurt her, but quickly realize that that was a stupid thought. Even as you start to push harder, she seems completely indifferent to anything you're doing. If this wasn't an exercise, you'd have no chance at making it out.<<else>> Since you aren't actually in any danger, you're more reserved in your movements, only pushing hard enough to meet some resistance and show that you're making the attempt.<</if>> <</append>> <<case "strong">> <<append "#digestion">> Knowing you have to make a strong effort if you don't want to spend a couple hours inside of your professor, you start to thrash against the walls of her stomach. You shift your weight from side to side, kicking and shoving at the warm flesh as much as you can manage. Her stomach seems completely indifferent to your struggling, despite your ferocity. <</append>> <<case "brace">> <<append "#digestion">> You force your arms and legs out, holding the walls of her stomach at bay. The slick flesh does its best to force you back, but you keep your limbs locked in place, giving yourself some breathing room so you can focus. <</append>> <<case "rest">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $stamina > 80>>Since you already have what you wanted, you decide to just sit still and try to relax. A stomach isn't the most comfortable place, and you don't doubt she was serious about keeping you here for a while if you don't struggle, but if you aren't getting digested you don't see the point in wearing yourself out.<<else>>You take a deep breath and try to relax in the embrace of her stomach. To your surprise, you don't find it that difficult. With her acid neutralized, the small amount of digestive fluid you're sharing the chamber with almost feels pleasant, like taking a warm bath.<</if>> <</append>> <<default>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</switch>>

<<set $time to 16.5>><<include "TIME">><<set $turn to 0>><<set $acidStage to 0>><<set $predSS to 40>><<if $predHealth > 4>>"I must say I'm impressed, Miss $last. For a freshman, you show some real promise," Slate says, resting a hand on her belly. "You still have quite a ways to go, but you've certainly passed this test. Make sure you have that necklace, I'll let you out."<<else>>"You definitely need more practice, but I suppose that was a good enough demonstration for your skill level," Slate says, standing up from her chair. "I'm going to let you out now, stay still."<</if>> A wave of relief washes over you, ready to be freed from the fleshy prison of her stomach. You grip the necklace tight in your hand to make sure there's no chance it doesn't come with you. A hand pushes in on you from below, then the walls compress and squeeze you tight, forcing your head up into her throat. In only a few seconds, you're ejected from your professor and out onto the cold tile floor. After blinking a few times as your eyes adjust to the light of the room, you immediately inspect your hand. The necklace is still there, slimy but intact. You can say the same about yourself--your clothes and hair wet with Slate's bodily fluids, but not even a little hurt from the experience. "Well, you have what you were after. Now please leave me to my work," Slate says as you get back onto your feet. "Of course! Thank you professor, and, uh, sorry for the inconvenience," you say. Slate nods her head, already fully focused on her paperwork like the last half hour never happened. You turn and start to head out of the room. "Have a good day," you hear her say. You glance back, but she isn't even looking your way. Still, you smile as you walk to the door, feeling like you managed to make a good impression on her here. <<set $slateFavor += 1>>@@color:lime;You seem to have gained a little bit of respect from Professor Slate!@@ <<include "playerPreyEscape">>[[Head back to your dorm->September 2nd- Afternoon 2]]

<<set $time to 16.5>><<include "TIME">><<set $slateFailed to true>><<set $turn to 0>><<set $acidStage to 0>><<set $predSS to 18>>"I'm afraid this was a rather pathetic performance, Miss $last," Slate says, resting a hand on you through her belly. "<<if $predHealth > 0>>You weren't entirely hopeless, but far from acceptable.<<else>>Astonishingly bad, in fact. I'm not even certain you were paying attention in class, let alone listening to the advice I graciously offered you.<</if>>" "Uh, I'm sorry, I was really trying..." you say. The slight shifting and squeezing of her stomach walls is starting to feel more uncomfortable as you consider what might lie ahead of you. "That's just more concerning, then," she sighs. "I suggest using the rest of the time you have in there to reflect on why you're here, and how serious your education really is." "W-Wait, please just let me out! You're not really gonna keep me trapped inside you, right?" you plead. "We had an agreement, Miss $last. And I have work to take care of, so please sit quietly." You feel her adjust a little in her seat, leaning forward to write. As you feel the gentle massage of the stomach walls and Slate continues to be silent, it sinks in that you're really just stuck in here for who knows how long. As long as Slate feels like, you suppose. A loud groan rumbles from behind you, making your instincts kick back in. "No, come on!" you say, starting to squirm against the walls. "You can't just keep me in here!" Slate's only response is an annoyed grumble, and a little later a light smack as you continue to vainly fight against her. <<if $stamina < 20>>You don't have much energy left, but y<<else>>Y<</if>>ou keep up your efforts, as useless as they seem. <<if $emmaInjured>>Especially after what happened with Emma earlier, y<<else>>Y<</if>>ou can't just sit comfortably in a stomach. Eventually, the walls crush in around you and you feel Slate shift back in her chair. "$last, we agreed on the terms before we started," Slate says in a firm tone. "I can't digest you, but if you continue to disrupt my work I can make your stay inside of me much less pleasant, and remove you in a less dignified way. Do I make myself clear?" "...yes ma'am," you mumble from inside of your prison. You're pretty sure you know what she was implying, and it's an experience you'd rather not have. Without much choice in the matter, you sit still and wait for her to let you out, hugging your legs and trying to shift into a somewhat comfortable position.<<if $day2SunnyFlirt>> After a little while, you feel the familiar buzzing of your phone and sigh, knowing you're going to have to wait. Then it occurs to you that with how relaxed her walls are, there's probably no harm in bringing it out, and it's not like you have anything else to do for a while. You carefully maneuver it out of your pocket, gently pushing on the flesh in front of you to clear some room. You shudder a little as the light from your screen illuminates the slimy flesh surrounding you. There's a new message from Sunny. "//Hope you're somewhere private that's not a gut, cause she's all done! Got them nice and plumped up <3//" Below that is the picture you've been waiting for. It's another selfie of Sunny, only this time her stomach is flat and she's using her free hand to pull her shirt down, fully exposing her right breast. She's sticking her tongue out at the camera with a smirk. You start to feel a little warmer as your eyes stay glued to the image. Prying yourself away, you scroll down more. "//And don't forget about the CABOOSE!//" the next message says. Attached is a very shaky, terribly framed shot of her smacking her ass. "//Making these little updates was fun, who knew horny freshmen could actually improve your day! Maybe we'll do this again sometime ;)//" You sigh, but you're grinning, getting an idea. You take a picture of your cramped confines, the flash revealing your legs and lower body framed by pink flesh. "//Bad news on that first part//," you text her back, sending the image. "//RIP//," she replies almost immediately. "//Nah I'm fine, Slate is just giving me a "private lesson". She'll let me out. Eventually.//" "//LMAO have fun in there! And get comfy, she'd keep you overnight if she could//" <<Sunny 1>><</if>> You lose any concept of how much time is passing as you're left sitting in her idle gut, neither of you speaking another word. The only sounds are the noises of her body at work around you, and the occasional shuffling of paper or opening of a drawer. At some point, her stomach seems to start squeezing more aggressively and you feel the slightest tingling sensation on your exposed skin, but almost immediately another antacid tablet plops down into the chamber with you from Slate's throat. Then, she gets up from the table and starts to walk somewhere else as you helplessly bounce along to the click of her heels. You overhear the sound of keys and a door being locked. A part of you wants to protest, but you know it would be useless. If she's done in the room it would have been the perfect time to spit you out and move on with her day, but seeing as she just re-upped your protection you doubt that's her intention. Despite yourself, you're starting to find the rhythm of her movement and warm embrace of her insides rather relaxing. "Alexandra? That had better not be Selene's daughter in there. You know you can't just eat students, personal grudge or no," you hear <<if ($introA > 0) or $cookoutJuniper>>the familiar voice of Professor Juniper<<else>>a somewhat familiar sounding voice<</if>> say. You feel her put her hand on Slate's stomach. "Oh come on June, you know she's old hat. I'd sooner expect //you// to break the rules--this is clearly a troublemaker," a less familiar voice says. "You always get yourself so wound up about the freshman." "More of an extended lesson," Slate says, pushing the other professor's hand away. "The Mercato girl behaved exactly as I'd expect from someone raised by that woman, but this isn't her. And both of them are fine." You feel her nudge you slightly from the underside of her belly. "Uh, yeah I'm alright in here. She just took another antacid a minute ago," you say, ending your statement with a yawn. You're not sure if you should be embarrassed that you're starting to doze off inside of her. "Ah, well then, sorry for making assumptions," Juniper says. "Jordan and I are going to grab a bite in town before heading home, you're welcome to join us if you'd like. Though I suppose you seem busy." "Yes, I am," Slate replies. "As curt as always. Have a good evening, Slate," the other voice says with a slight laugh. You faintly hear two sets of footsteps fading into the distance. The jingling of keys clues you in that another door is being opened, and soon Slate is seated again. "So, um, when //are// you going to let me out, if you don't mind me asking," you ask. "I think I'm missing dinner." "I told you, when it's convenient for me. Though I suppose I can't take you off-campus, so probably when I leave for the night," Slate answers. You sigh and sink back into the walls<<if $fullness < 2>>, your own stomach growling a little at this point<</if>>. Knowing you can't really do anything but wait, you close your eyes and relax against the warm massage of her stomach. Before long, you've fallen asleep. ... You come to in a rather rude awakening, suddenly finding your head tightly squeezed by Slate's throat. By the time your slime covered body is out of her gut and laying slumped on the floor, you still aren't fully awake. You shiver as you groggily sit up, the air of the hallway freezing after adjusting to Slate's body temperature. Looking around, you find that you're in the dorm hall by the laundry room. "I hope you've learned something from this, young lady," Slate says, folding her hands behind her back. You nod as you get onto your feet, though you're not really sure what lesson you were supposed to get from your extended stay. "Thank you..." "Be sure you're prepared for class tomorrow," she says, turning away and starting to walk down the hall. "And don't forget Mercato's trinket." You panic for a moment, realizing you aren't holding the necklace anymore and it might have all been for nothing. To your relief, you see it sitting on the ground next to you. You quickly pick it up and head for your dorm, ready to put this strange ordeal behind you. <<include "playerPreyEscape">>[[Go get changed->Confront Slate- Recovery]]

<<set $day2Hunt to "karbo main">>You figure that the best place to catch a meal would be the main hallway of Karbo. It could be dangerous with how much traffic passes through since you still have to assume you're being hunted too, but it also seems like your best bet to run into your fellow freshman, since most of them will be passing through on their way to dinner. You <<if !$eatenByLeila and !$eatenByZoeyMulti>>head downstairs using the stairwell by the dorms<<if !$emmaInjured>>, awkwardly ending up following close enough behind to watch Emma return to your dorm<</if>>, then make your way to the main hall.<<else>>head towards the main hall to start scoping things out.<</if>> As you round the corner, you spot two other girls in the hallway coming your way, one with a mildly distended belly that looks very far along in the digestive process. Not wanting trouble with what looks like upperclassmen, you change course to keep walking straight toward the classroom halls. Both of them reach the end of the hall and take a left not long after your evasion. With the coast clear, you head back around the corner, and it seems like it might be your lucky break. About halfway down the hall, a lone, ditsy looking brunette has stepped out of one of the rooms. She's a bit shorter than you and on the scrawny side. It looks like she's barely paying attention to her surroundings, slightly bobbing her head from side to side as she bounces down the hall. It seems like the perfect opportunity for a meal, but maybe it's too good to be true. <<link "Go for her">><<goto [[On the Hunt- Eat Penny]]>><</link>> <<link "Leave her">><<replace "#choice">>You stop yourself and decide to wait for someone else to come along instead. She was such an easy looking target that it was suspicious, like she was trying to bait you into a trap. Better safe than sorry. Unfortunately, as your hunt continues it starts to seem like she may have been your only option. The main hall is quite busy, and you more often find yourself having to hide away for your own safety than actually looking for a meal as your prowl the halls. You try to alternate between the lobby and the end of the hall to not look as suspicious, but the lobby seems to be a hotspot for the upperclassmen as these hours. This may not have been the best choice of hunting grounds. After a while, the choice to give up the hunt is made for you. As you're heading down the hall toward the lobby, a heavyset girl suddenly strikes from behind you, shoving you against the wall before you've even realized there was anyone following you. She pins you for a moment, but another girl with her whispers something into her ear that you don't quite catch. The larger girl releases you with a sigh, agrees with whatever the other girl had said, and the two take their leave back the way they came. With your heart beating fast after such a close call, you decide maybe hunting during the massacre wasn't such a great idea. You are still hungry, however, so after you've recovered from the scare you start to make your way to the dining hall. [[Head to dinner->September 2nd- Dinner]]<</replace>><</link>>

<<set $time to 18.75>><<include "TIME">><<set $aliceRelation1 to 2>><<set $aliceNecklace to false>><<set $aliceTrue += 1>><<set $karma += 1>><<if !$emmaInjured and (($day2Hunt is "none") or $eatenByAlex) and !$day2Workout>>"Hey, uh, wait here a second Emma, I'll be right back," you say, starting to make a beeline for the stairs. "Um, sure," Emma replies, looking confused. You leave her behind to go catch up to Alice. <<else>>You rush over toward the stairs to catch up to Alice while you have the chance. <</if>> "Hey, Alice, wait up!" you call out. She doesn't stop. "Why the hell do you keep thinking it's alright to talk to me?" she grumbles without even turning to you. "Come on, just<<if $aliceRel < 0>> drop the attitude for //five seconds// and turn around<<else>> stop for a second<</if>>, I have something to give you," you say, hurrying up the stairs to close the gap. "What could you possibly-" she starts to reply, turning to glare at you. The words catch in her throat as soon as she spots the necklace in your outstretched hand. Rather than a scowl, her face quickly becomes unreadable, though you swear you saw a smile for a fraction of a second. "...how did you get that?" "I went back to talk to Slate after our chat in the hall. She made me fish it out of her stomach myself, but I got it back. It obviously meant something to you so...<<if $aliceRel >= 0>> I couldn't just do nothing,<</if>>" you say, still holding the necklace out to her. "<<if $aliceRel < 0>>Just take it before I change my mind<<else>>Take it<</if>>." She quickly snatches it from you, gripping it with both hands for a moment. Then she inspects it in silence, her brow furrowing as she looks it over, glancing your way a few times. "You..." After a brief pause, she regains her usual composure. "<<if $aliceRel < 0>>...do realize this doesn't make us even, right? But it's great to know you're dumb enough to throw yourself into someone over a useless trinket," she laughs<<if $aliceRel > -3>>, though her tone doesn't have its usual bite<</if>>.<<else>>I could have gotten this myself you know, if I actually cared as much as you seem to think I do."<</if>> <<if $aliceRel < 0>>"'Thank you' is what I think you meant to say," you reply. "I really didn't," she sneers, turning away from you. She quickly walks away, seeming eager to get back to her dorm.<<else>>"I'm sure," you say with a slight smirk. "But I suppose it was useful of you to deal with it," she adds, looking you over. "You're welcome." "I didn't thank you!" she huffs, quickly walking off down the hall.<</if>> You sigh and start to head back down the stairs. A slight smile spreads across your lips. It was clear she was happy to have it back, even if she tried not to show it. <<if $aliceRel < 0>><<Alice 2>><<else>><<Alice 1>><</if>> <<if !$emmaInjured and (($day2Hunt is "none") or $eatenByAlex) and !$day2Workout>>You cross the dining hall again to regroup with Emma. "Alright sorry about that, we can go now," you tell her. "What was that about?" she asks. "I was giving Alice her necklace back." Emma immediately gets a big smile on her face. "I really thought you were gonna use that for blackmail or something. You went through all that to get something back for //Alice//?" she says. "I know, but... I don't know, it just seemed like the right thing to do," you reply, blushing a little bit. Emma puts a hand on your shoulder. "No no, I'm not judging! You're awesome $name," she beams. "Heh, thanks. At least someone appreciated it," you laugh.<<if $emmaRel < 4>> <<Emma 1>><</if>> <</if>><<if $leahInvited>>[[Head back to your dorm->September 2nd- Evening]]<<else>>[[Turn in for the night->September 2nd- Night]]<</if>>

<<set $time to 21.75>><<include "TIME">>You stumble into your room, ready to clean up and call it a night. As you lock the door you look down at the necklace in your hand. You're not entirely sure it was worth going through that to get. <<if $emmaInjured>>You turn around to head for the bathroom and freeze. Sitting on one of the beds is none other than Emma, giving you a worried look. "$name? What happened to you?" she says in a somewhat raspy voice. "Emma! You're--how did you..?" you say, still a little stunned as you walk into the room. "I'm fine, don't worry about this--How did you escape, that girl was a monster!?" Now that you've had a moment to process, you realize just how bad of a state she's in. Her right arm is wrapped like a mummy and various other bandages are plastered across her skin. Her hair is messy and unmistakably shorter than it used to be, barely hanging lower than her chin and missing most of the orange that used to drape her shoulders. Even her outfit seems somber--her bright clothes replaced with a pale blue tank top and dark shorts. Emma's brow hardens. "S-She had class... a while after we got separated. It was with Professor Juniper, she said they were having first-day lab, or something like that, and anyone that had living prey needed to let them out..." she explains. Her eyes start to water a little. "It had been over an hour just.. boiling inside her--$name, I-I was //gone//." She sniffles. "But somehow, when I heard that Juniper was right by us, I managed one last push hard enough for her to see I was still there. I was so far along that after Zoey threw me up, they had to bring me to the nurse's office..." She pauses and starts to sniffle almost constantly, a single tear dripping down her cheek. "Hey, it's alright," you say. "It's over now, the important thing is that you're alive." "Y-Yeah, you're right," she sniffles, composing herself. "But you're sure you're okay? You're all... wet..." "Yeah, this is from a... weird situation, but I wasn't even in danger, don't you worry," you say with a smile. "I'm gonna go get cleaned up though."<<else>> "$name! <<if $emmaRel > 1>>I was getting so worried, w<<else>>W<</if>>hat happened? Did Alice eat you? <<if $day2LunchAlone>> I saw you run after her.<</if>>" "Hey... It wasn't Alice, I got an... extra lesson in with Professor Slate, we'll say, and it went //way// longer than I was expecting," you explain. "Wait what, //Slate// ate you?? For what?" Emma asks, appalled. "Yes, but with an antacid so I wasn't in danger. I'll explain once I clean up."<</if>> You grab your pajamas out of your dresser and a towel, then head into the bathroom. After tossing the necklace into the sink to deal with after, you very quickly hop into the shower, just rinsing out your hair and washing away the leftover coating from your time inside of Slate before getting out. After drying off and putting on your fresh clothes, you head back into the main room. You toss your old outfit into the laundry basket. It might start to smell, but it's not like Slate's stomach did any damage to them so they should be fine.<<set $outfit to "pjs">><<set $outfitState to "normal">> <<if $emmaInjured>>You were hoping to talk with Emma more, but it looks like she's already asleep and you don't want to disturb her. Before turning in yourself, you head back to the sink and start to wash the necklace, rinsing away the slime that's built up from its extended stay inside Slate's gut. You look it over as the water brings back its shine, not really having an opportunity to give it a close inspection until now. It's pretty simple--just a gold pendant with a large ruby set in the center--but seems very valuable, assuming it's real.<<if $day2LunchAlone>> You can definitely believe her mom is a movie star if she's walking around with something like this.<</if>> Interestingly, it seems very worn. Not damage from the time spent in a stomach, but the telltale smoothing and rounded edges of something that's spent a long time being handled. Once it's clean, you dry it off with a towel and put it on your bedside table for now. You're feeling pretty hungry, but the dining hall is definitely closed by now, so you decide to just call it a night and eat a big breakfast in the morning.<<else>>"So what exactly happened? It looks like you got swallowed, but you seem pretty much fine with it?" Emma asks. You explain your talk with Alice and what happened with Slate to her. "Huh... so you went through that... for //Alice's// necklace?" she says, giving you a confused look. "Yeah, I'm not entirely sure what I'm gonna do with it yet, but it seemed like it was important to her," you reply, going into the bathroom to deal with the jewelry in question. "Uh-huh..." Emma says, still seeming perplexed. You head back to the sink and start to wash the necklace, rinsing away the slime that's built up from its extended stay inside Slate's gut. You look it over as the water brings back its shine, not really having an opportunity to give it a close inspection until now. It's pretty simple--just a gold pendant with a large ruby set in the center--but seems very valuable, assuming it's real.<<if $day2LunchAlone>> You can definitely believe her mom is a movie star if she's walking around with something like this.<</if>> Interestingly, it seems very worn. Not damage from the time spent in a stomach, but the telltale smoothing and rounded edges of something that's spent a long time being handled. Once it's clean, you dry it off with a towel and put it on your bedside table for now. Emma heads into the bathroom to shower shortly after you leave. You're feeling pretty hungry, but the dining hall is definitely closed by now, so you decide to just call it a night and eat a big breakfast in the morning. Once Emma is finished, you get up to take her place.<</if>> [[Get ready for bed->September 2nd- End of Day]]

<<if $preyHealth <= 0>> <<append "#digestion">> As it fills with acid, your belly starts to round out more and the bulges from Alex are less noticeable. You pause, feeling an odd pressure at the base of your throat. It keeps building as Alex squirms, feeling tighter and tighter until-- "//*OOOUUURRRRRRRP!*//" A deep, rolling belch blasts out of your mouth, and along with it flies an acid drenched black sneaker, peppered with rips and holes. Your belly immediately relaxes, any hint of a stomachache fading away with the excess gas relieved. You cover your mouth and blush a little, then start to giggle as you look at the slimy shoe on the ground. "Well excuse me! You don't need that anymore, do you?" you say, poking your gut. Alex roars in outrage and pushes out against the walls of your stomach. There isn't quite the power behind her movements that there used to be. You lean back and relax, gently running one of your hands over your satisfied, thrashing belly. Over the course of the next twenty minutes or so, Alex's struggling and propensity for hurling insults at you begin to slow. You'd been enjoying the sensation ever since her fire had started to die down, like an internal massage. It's almost disappointing that you're nearing the end. "I gotta admit, you put up a pretty good fight in there," you say, hugging your belly. "I'll make sure I put you to good use." "fuck... you..." comes the weak reply from Alex. Those are the last words you hear from her as your acid filled belly gets to work breaking her down. It's warm to the touch at this point as it churns away at its meal. You let out one last tiny burp and smile. @@color:lime;Alex has been digested!@@ <<if $day2SunnyFlirt>> As you massage your bloated gut, you feel the familiar buzz of your phone and pull it out to find a new message, once again from Sunny. Noticing that the message preview says something about privacy, you very excitedly open it. "//Hope you're somewhere private that's not a gut, cause she's all done! Got them nice and plumped up <3//" Below that is the picture you've been waiting for. It's another selfie of Sunny, only this time her stomach is flat and she's using her free hand to pull her shirt down, fully exposing her right breast. She's sticking her tongue out at the camera with a smirk. You start to feel a little warmer as your eyes stay glued to the image. Prying yourself away, you scroll down more. "//And don't forget about the CABOOSE!//" the next message says. Attached is a very shaky, terribly framed shot of her smacking her ass. "//Making these little updates was fun, who knew horny freshmen could actually improve your day! Maybe we'll do this again sometime ;)//" You get a big grin on your face and decide to take a picture of your own to send her. You can't bring yourself to be quite as risque as her while you're still technically in public, but you do lift up your shirt enough that she can see your bra as you get a shot of your Alex-filled gut. "//Looking good, I hope mine fills me out even half as much~ And gladly ;)//" you text back. After a brief pause, Sunny replies: "//Ha! Good luck with that, you've got a long way to go to catch up with this :P Enjoy the meal tiger//", with a thumbs up at the end. <<Sunny 1>> <</if>> You sit and enjoy the sensation for a little while longer, feeling <<if $day2SunnyFlirt>>Alex's<<else>>her<</if>> form soften inside you until your gut is close to being completely rounded. With a meal in your belly and the Monday Massacre turned in your favor, you decide you're ready to turn in, pushing yourself back up onto your feet. Your belly sloshes and sways with the motion. You give it one last pat before heading for the door, leaving the acid drenched sneaker on the ground as a sign of your triumph. <<include "playerPredEnd">><<if $leahInvited>>[[Head back to your dorm->September 2nd- Evening]]<<else>>[[Turn in for the night->September 2nd- Night]]<</if>> <</append>> <</if>>

<<set _roll to random(1,20)>> <<if $turn is 0>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<set _preyActionIntensity to 0>> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> She starts to thrash and squirm against the embrace of your stomach. You have to admit that she is putting up a pretty tough fight, and based on that punch from before you're certain she could end this with just a couple blows if it weren't so cramped inside you. "I'm looking forward to it," you tease, patting what you're pretty sure is her head. It's hard to tell for certain, the bulges shaping your belly are shifting pretty rapidly from her struggling. "Why the hell were you even out here? Every fucking upperclassman is already breathing down our necks today, you just heartless?" Alex asks, her voice a little muffled by the flesh between you. "Well, it's dinner time," you reply. "It's not like I'd //*urp*// try to eat a sophomore or anything day one<<if $analAteOlivia>>... well, I did, actually, you might have noticed a little of her still in there with you," you chuckle. "But two would be pushing it, and I know I could //*uuurp*// find some idiot alone in the halls!<<else>>, but I knew I could //*uuurp*// find some idiot alone in the halls!<</if>>" "ASSHOLE!" your meal shouts. She kicks hard enough that your gut pulls you forward a little. "I'm gonna enjoy digesting you!" <</append>> <<elseif ($lastAction is "crush") and ($turn is 1)>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<set $preyExhaustion += 2>> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Hah..! You think you can... just be done with me like that..." Alex grunts. You can feel her pushing back against the hold you have on her, and your eyes go wide as you realize the tables are turning. With a triumphant roar, she shoves all of her limbs out hard. It's painful enough that you're forced to give up your position and ease back, panting. Alex thrashes for a little while longer, but she also seems to be out of breath before she's accomplished much more. "Hah... I'm //so// going to enjoy churning you up..." <</append>> <<elseif $preyFrustration > 0>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<set $preyFrustration -= 1>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll > 10>> "//AAArrg!// Would you //fuck off//!?" Alex shouts. You wince as she starts to go wild inside of you, lashing out relentlessly against the walls of your stomach. Your belly stretches and twitches ceaselessly as she fights, starting to whine in disapproval. <<else>> "God //DAMN IT!//" Alex shouts. You jolt forward from a sudden, hard push inside your belly. Then there comes another, in the same exact spot. Your stomach groans in discomfort as Alex continues to pummel that one specific point. "I've had enough! I'm getting out of here, and I'm gonna make you //pay//!" <</if>> <</append>> <<elseif $preyExhaustion > 2>> <<set $preyAction to "rest">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <<elseif $preyHealthThreshold is 1>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <<elseif $lastPreyAction is "probe">> <<if $lastAction is "squeeze">> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<set _preyActionIntensity to 0>> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "No shot..." Alex grunts, pushing back against you. You attempt to squeeze her tighter to stop her resistance, but she doesn't falter at all. She starts to shake herself side to side, pushing out as hard as she can at the same time. You yelp in pain and release your hold on her, your stomach aching. "You're weak... and predictable..." Alex huffs, still squirming but with a bit less force. "I'm gonna enjoy putting you in your place! <</append>> <<else>> <<set $preyAction to "struggle">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<elseif ($lastAction is "squeeze") and ($lastPreyAction != "brace")>> <<set $preyAction to "brace">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <<elseif ($lastAction is "relax") or ($lastAction is "massage")>> <<set $preyAction to "probe">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <<elseif $preyExhaustion > 1>> <<set $preyExhaustion -= 1>> <<set $preyAction to "probe">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <<else>> <<set $preyAction to "struggle">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<append "#digestion">> <</append>> /*Alex is pretty strong and very angry about the turn of events. It takes her longer to tire out, and she retaliates immediately when you taunt her. Outside of her hair trigger frustration, she actually plays a bit more strategically than other prey thus far. -if you crush her on the very first turn, she'll actually manage to retaliate instead of getting her turn skipped, getting +3 exhaustion but dealing a decent amount of damage to your stomach. Further crushes still block her like other prey -If she has any frustration, she rages regardless of exhaustion -If she has three exhaustion, she rests and does nothing, lowering exhaustion by 1 -If she's at //two// exhaustion and no other paramaters are met, she'll probe and also lower exhaustion by 1 -Very first turn she rages(using old first sucess text as base) -If she's at one health, she always rages if she isn't exhausted -If you do nothing or massage and no other paramaters are met, she'll probe to try and goad you into doing something -If she probes and you don't do anything, she'll do a normal struggle. However, if you squeeze her after a probe, you've activated her trap card and she'll struggle hard, dealing a lot of damage and draining an extra chunk of your stamina by breaking your hold -If you squeezed her and her last action wasn't probe, she'll brace herself. To avoid an infinite trap of just squeezing her and having her brace until she's at one health, this doesn't trigger if her last action was bracing -she defaults to a normal struggle if none of this is true */

<<set _roll to random(1,2)>> <<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "damaged">> <<if $preyHealthThreshold is 3>> <<append "#digestion">> "This is... nothing!" Alex shouts, faltering a little. "You'll never keep me down!" @@color:yellowgreen;$preyName is wearing down in your stomach!@@ <</append>> <<elseif $preyHealthThreshold is 1>> <<append "#digestion">> You can feel Alex starting to slow down inside of you, the fight slowly draining from her as your stomach works to break her down. "How much more you //*urp*// got in you?" you ask, unable to help yourself from taunting her. "Just settle down and //*ourp*// let it happen, I won. You even got the first hit in and you're still the one in a stomach" you continue, rubbing your still sore nose with one hand. "It's where you //*URP*// belong." "I hope you choke on your own vomit BITCH!" Alex shouts. You can hear her panting between words--she's running out of steam. "I'M NOT YOUR DINNER!" "I think my stomach disagrees~" you say, giving your belly a squeeze. @@color:lime;$preyName is on her last legs!@@ <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "progress">> <<if $progress is 3>> <<append "#digestion">> You start to fear that going for Alex was a bad call after all. Her struggling is really getting to you, every inch of your belly flaring up with pain from her efforts as it groans and whines almost nonstop. You take a deep breath and try to tough it out. @@color:red;Your stomach can't hold out much longer.@@ <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "acidRise">> <<if $acidStage is 1>> <<append "#digestion">> You can hear splashing and sloshing beginning to accompany her movements as your stomach starts to flood with acids. It's groaning and burbling like crazy, fighting to keep its prisoner in check long enough for digestion to wear her down.<<if $progress > 0>> And it's not being entirely successful--you can feel a hint of nausea spreading through your abdomen, and some of her blows are enough to make you wince. Not to mention you're way gassier than usual.<</if>> <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<default>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</switch>>

<<set $metPenny to true>><<set $pacifist to false>><<set $atePenny to true>><<set $preyName to "Penny">><<set $preyHealthMax to 24>><<set $preyResilience to 0>><<set $preyFrustration to 0>><<set $preyExhaustion to 0>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "Penny_PredActions">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "Penny_Struggle">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "Penny(TEXT)">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Penny: Finished">><<set $preySize to 5>><<set $fullness += $preySize>><<set _crushed to 0>><<set _squeezed to 0>><<set _escapeThisTurn to false>>\ You quicken your pace to catch up with the girl, trying not to make too much noise. There's no way you'd pass up such a perfect opportunity. She doesn't look particularly strong, so you opt for a direct approach, grabbing her arms and pulling her back as soon as you're close enough. "Oh!" the girl exclaims, not sounding all that scared. She doesn't struggle against your grip or really react at all as you start to force her head into your mouth. "You must be a freshman, right?" she asks shortly before her mouth gets covered by yours. You're a little confused by her complete lack of resistance, and slightly concerned with the implication that she //isn't// a freshman, but you can't complain about an easy meal. You slowly swallow her down, her yellow mini dress disappearing into your maw bit by bit. If she's not going to fight, you don't see a reason to rush. Your belly starts to swell and stretch as her body pushes into your stomach, curling up inside of you while you work on pulling in her legs. You pull her shoes off and toss them aside, then shove the rest of her into your mouth to finish the job. While the last of her slides down your throat and into your still-expanding belly, you lean back against the nearby wall, slowly sliding down until you're sitting. You rest a hand on your bulging gut with a smile, feeling the girl shifting slightly inside. She still isn't really struggling, it feels more like she's just adjusting herself. "//*UUUURrrp*// Delicious, you were the best thing I've eaten all day," you say. You poke your gut, jabbing at the bulge that you're pretty sure is the girl's head. "What's your name? Other than 'dinner', of course."<<set $sceneAttack to 0>><<set $sceneDefense to 0>><<done>><<include $sceneActionsLink>><<replace "#actionReminder">><<PredActionReminder>><</replace>><</done>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "predOptions">></div>

<<set $preyAction to "rest">> <<if $turn is 0>> <<append "#digestion">> "Oh I'm Penny! Nice to meet you," the girl chirps, muffled by the flesh between you. You feel her gently running her hands along the walls of your stomach. It groans in appreciation. "What's yours? You have a lovely stomach." "It's $name... thank you?" you say. Not exactly the reaction you were expecting. <</append>> <<elseif $lastAction is "crush">> <<if $preyHealthThreshold is 1>> <<append "#digestion">> "Oh god //yes//!" Penny screams. Her movements pick up rapidly, to the point of almost breaking your position as she starts to writhe wildly inside of you. "//F-Fuck//, it burns all over," she moans. You try to squeeze her tighter just to get her to stop, but that immediately proves to be a bad idea as she trembles against your grip and lets out a loud moan in response. Shortly after, she stops and goes limp, breathing heavily. "$name... that was... incredible," she pants. <</append>> <<elseif _crushed > 0>> <<set _crushed += 1>> <<append "#digestion">> "//YES//, yes!" Penny pants. This time she seems to be able to move fine despite the pressure you're putting on her--you can feel her frantically squirming and shifting her arms. "Oh //poor// me, s-squeezed to a pulp just for walking down the hall. H-How cruel...~" <</append>> <<else>> <<set _crushed += 1>> <<append "#digestion">> "Oh my god... s-so tight," Penny grunts. You can feel her trying to move her arms against your grip, but she isn't pushing out. "Don't stop... punish me like the little gutslut I am!" <</append>> <</if>> <<elseif $lastAction is "squeeze">> <<set _squeezed += 1>> <<if _squeezed > 1>> <<if $acidStage < 2>> <<append "#digestion">> "//Mmmmhmhmm//," Penny moans, panting a little. You feel her spasm a little, bucking forward before slowing her movements a bit. "These warm, squishy walls... squeezing in to break me down... //tighter!//" <</append>> <<else>> <<append "#digestion">> "Oh f-fuck," Penny gasps. "So much acid sloshing around in here... I can barely breath... so hot it stings... haha..." she pants. You can feel her squirming inside of you--a rapid, repeated motion. "I must be such a naughty girl to deserve this...~" <</append>> <</if>> <<else>> <<append "#digestion">> "Oh yeah, just like that," Penny moans in response to your squeezing. You feel her start to squirm inside of you, but not exactly against you. With the grip you have on her you have a decent sense of what she's doing, and her hands are more focused on herself. "Don't let up I deserve... it." <</append>> <</if>> <<elseif $lastAction is "taunt">> <<set _rand to random(1,2)>> <<if _rand is 1>> <<append "#digestion">> "//Yes//, toy with me, it's what I deserve as your food," Penny says. You hear her panting a little. <</append>> <<else>> <<append "#digestion">> "//Ohhh//, how cruel~" Penny moans. "Swallowing just wasn't enough for someone as pitiful as me.~" <</append>> <</if>> <<else>> <<if $counter > 2>> <<append "#digestion">> "Haha... ha... I get it! Oh you're so cruel~" Penny says. You feel her squirm a little. "You're gonna drag it out... let your stomach deal with me all on its own while it f-fills with acid... slowly boiling away..." she says between heavy breaths. She's shifting more frantically than before. <</append>> <<elseif $counter is 2>> <<append "#digestion">> "Come on, please! <<if (_crushed > 0) or (_squeezed > 0)>>Just squeeze me again like before!" Penny pleads, shifting oddly within you. "You know it felt good, don't tease me like this!<<else>>You can't keep stringing me along like this!" Penny pleads, pressing her hands against the front of your stomach. "You swallowed me, now take responsibility! Squeeze me! Crush me! Anything!<</if>> Do it!" <</append>> <<elseif $counter is 1>> <<set $stomachHealth -= 2>> <<append "#digestion">> "//Noooo//..." Penny sighs. Some bulges start to pop out of your stomach as she fights back for the first time, but it quickly becomes apparent that she isn't really fighting. Her movements are slow and paced apart so much that she's not so much as stirring up gas, let alone hurting you. "I'm gonna really upset your tummy if you just let me be," she coos. "Who would let such a bad meal go unpunished?~" <</append>> <<else>> <<append "#digestion">> "Oh come on, you can't just leave me alone!" Penny says. She's shifting within your stomach and pushes one hand out, but with barely enough pressure to even make a noticeable bulge. "You're trying to digest me, right? Come on, deal with me like the meat I am!" <</append>> <</if>> <<set $counter += 1>> <</if>> <<append "#digestion">> <</append>>

<<if _escapeThisTurn>> <<goto "Penny: Finished">> <<elseif $preyHealthThreshold <= 1>> <<append "#digestion">> "Ohh, you'll finish me off at this rate," Penny says, panting. "I love it... but I think it's about time I leave. Your stomach's been just lovely, but I wouldn't want this to be the last time we do this.~" "Like hell! After this there's no way I'm letting you get out," you growl. "Mmh, saying goodbye is always the hardest part," Penny giggles. <</append>> <<set _escapeThisTurn to true>> <<elseif $turn is 3>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <<append "#digestion">> Your face flushes red and you start to grow very nervous about being in such a public area with the way Penny is behaving. She's very clearly enjoying being inside of you, and the way she seems to be urging you to digest her is... uncomfortable. "What the hell do you think you're doing?" you say, slapping the side of your gut. "You know you're going to die in there, right?" "Oh I know, poor me~" Penny says. "And I'm so unruly, whatever will you do with such a rude slab of meat.~" You start to debate if having her as a meal is really worth all of this. <</append>> <<replace "#special">> <<link "Spit her out">> <<append "#digestion">> "Alright freak, congratulations..." you sigh, pushing yourself up onto your knees. You'd rather take your chances finding someone else to eat than deal with the embarrassment. With a deep breath, you push in on your stomach and start trying to force her back up your throat. "Yes, just like that..." she says as your stomach walls clamp down on her. You instinctively cover your mouth as your stomach lurches, starting to force its contents up into your esophagus. "Wh--Hey, no!" Penny protests, her voice muffled. "Come on, you're not done with me yet!" Your eyes are watering a little as her head pushes further up into your throat, making your neck bulge out. But before any of her can see the light of day again, a sharp pain cuts through your chest and you collapse forward onto the ground. Penny's ascent comes to a complete stop--you can feel the intense pressure of her arms pushing out against the bottom of your esophagus. Your stomach roars in disapproval, before finally relenting and letting the girl slide back down into it. "Wh-What the fuck..!" you groan, coughing as you continue to lay doubled over on the ground. "Oh no, I've been bad haven't I~" Penny giggles. "I can't imagine what punishment will be coming for me..." <</append>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <</link>> <<link "Let her have her fun">> <<append "#digestion">> But, even if it's awkward, a meal's a meal. You just hope your stomach takes care of her soon. <</append>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <</link>> <</replace>> <</if>>

<<set _roll to random(1,2)>> <<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "massage">> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> You gently run your hands along the bloated form of your belly, trying to ignore what Penny is doing. <</append>> <<case "crush">> <<append "#digestion">> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<if $turn is 0>> Looking to speed this up a little, you start to lean forward onto your belly. $preyName grasps as you reposition yourself to be laying on top of your bloated gut, forcing your weight down on her as hard as you can. <<else>> Regardless of how she reacts to it, you just want this to be over with as quickly as possible. You take a deep breath, then clench your stomach muscles tight. You also wrap your arms around your gut and lean forward, squeezing in as hard as you can, doing anything you can think of to help your stomach shut Penny up. <</if>> <</append>> <<case "taunt">> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $turn is 0>> With a smirk on your face, you jab a finger into the bulge of Penny's head. You figure if you rile her up you can get her to stop being so passive. She shifts a little in response to your poke, so you keep going, doing your best to annoy her. However, she never has any drastic reaction, and actually starts to giggle. <<elseif _roll is 1>> You grab your belly and shake it side to side<<if $acidStage > 0>>, hearing the acids splash around inside with Penny.<</if>> She starts to readjust herself, but you immediately squeeze your gut enough to push out a burp. Then she starts to say something but you cut her off with another belch. She's probably enjoying it, but you want to feel like you still have some control over the situation. <<else>> "You're pathetic," you sneer, slapping the side of your belly. "Are you really so weak you can't put up any fight? I'd almost be impressed by the strategy of trying to make your predator so uncomfortable they let you out if it wasn't such a sad act." <</if>> <</append>> <<case "damaged">> <<if $preyHealthThreshold is 3>> <<append "#digestion">> "Ow, you're so merciless $name~" Penny giggles. "I can feel myself starting to melt away, your stomach walls grinding against me like I'm nothing but dinner... isn't it lovely?" <<if $turn < 3>>"Uhh..."<<else>>"Will you //please// shut up in there?"<</if>> you say. Penny just giggles. @@color:yellowgreen;She seems to be wearing down in your stomach...@@ <</append>> <<elseif $preyHealthThreshold is 2>> <<append "#digestion">> "//Mmmhmmhmmm//, it's really digging in now," Penny moans. "Hah... I'm gonna be numb soon. Treated just like any other piece of meat..." @@color:chartreuse;Your stomach is taking its toll on Penny...@@ <</append>> <<elseif $preyHealthThreshold is 1>> <<append "#digestion">> For the first time, you hear what sounds like a legitimate grunt of pain or discomfort from Penny. @@color:lime;Your stomach must finally be getting to her!@@ <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "acidRise">> <<if $acidStage is 1>> <<append "#digestion">> "Oh, it's getting so active in here," Penny says. You hear some light splashing come from inside you as she wiggles around a bit. "Hehe, all this acid pouring in just for lil 'ol me.~" <</append>> <<elseif $acidStage is 2>> <<append "#digestion">> "//MMm//, it's so bubbly and warm," Penny moans. Your belly sloshes as she shifts around, starting to grow heavy with acids. "You have such an effective stomach, $name! Already trying to boil away its hapless prey... ooo I can feel my skin tingling!" You sheepishly look away as someone passes by through the hall, hoping they couldn't hear Penny through your stomach. You wish it would just finish her off already. <</append>> <<elseif $acidStage is 3>> <<append "#digestion">> Your prey has lasted so long that you're starting to seriously consider moving to your room to hide before the rush to the dining hall for dinner. It's unbelievable that she's still going strong after this long, without even fighting you. "//Hah//... $name it's so full in here, I can barely keep my head above your acid," Penny says, panting a little. "Things don't look good for me... //mmh//, what am I going to do?" <</append>> <</if>> <<default>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</switch>> <<if $preyHealth < 7>> <<set $preyHealth to 7>> <</if>>

<<set $time to 17.25>><<include "TIME">>After so long of your prey doing nothing, you're caught completely off guard by a sudden, sharp jab from inside of you. You lurch forward and clutch your belly, grimacing as your stomach is suddenly assaulted harder than you've ever experienced before. In an instant your complete confidence that you could at least digest Penny after what she's done melts away. "You think after all that," you grunt, "you can just-" You gasp mid sentence and your eyes go wide. Penny's arm forced its way back into your throat, causing your stomach to immediately start squeezing the rest of her up to follow. You try to swallow her back, but nothing you can do stops her ascent. Soon enough her arms sprout out of your mouth and she crawls out onto the floor. "Hehe... ah, that was wonderful," Penny sighs as she pushes herself up. She's covered in stomach acid and looks to be burned in a few places, but there's a giddy smile on her face and her hands are clasped to her cheeks. Her clothes are also completely gone<<if $turn < 5>>... even though she definitely wasn't in there long enough for them to melt off<</if>>. "How... the hell..." you cough, sitting with your back to the wall and clutching your stomach. Penny crawls toward you until she's uncomfortably close, kneeling over your legs. "Thanks for showing me such a good time, $name," she giggles, poking the tip of your nose. "G-Get off me you freak!" you growl, wiping your nose and trying to shrink away from her. "Hey, you're the one eating random people in the hallway," she replies. Faster than you can react, she leans forward and kisses your cheek. You shove her back and she just laughs, finally getting off of you and standing up. "Let's do this again sometime," she says with a wink. You watch as she practically skips down the hall, evidently unfazed by her stay in your gut and not worried about bouncing around in the nude. You find yourself breathing a sigh of relief, somehow feeling like you ended up as the victim in that exchange. After wiping your hands off on the ground and taking another minute to recover, you get back up on your feet. Almost immediately, your stomach growls, still demanding something to fill it up. With another sigh, you turn to head for the dining hall, not interested in taking any more chances with a live meal after that. <<include "playerPredFail">>[[Head to dinner->September 2nd- Dinner]]

<<set $turn to 0>> <<button "Struggle">> <<set $stamina -= 15>> <<if ((random(1,20) + $strength) > 12) or ($difficulty is "easy")>> <<set $progress += 1>> <<set $struggleDisplay to "pass">> <<else>> <<set $struggleDisplay to "fail">> <</if>> <<include $sceneDigestionLink>> <<set $turn += 1>> <<if $stamina < 25>><<addclass "#hardStruggle" "hide">><</if>> <<if $stamina < 15>><<addclass "#struggle" "hide">><</if>> <<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<SidebarText>><</replace>> <</button>> <<button "Struggle Aggressively">> <<set $stamina -= 25>> <<if ((random(1,20) + $strength) > 6) or ($difficulty is "easy")>> <<set $progress += 1>> <<set $struggleDisplay to "pass">> <<else>> <<set $struggleDisplay to "fail">> <</if>> <<include $sceneDigestionLink>> <<set $turn += 1>> <<if $stamina < 25>><<addclass "#hardStruggle" "hide">><</if>> <<if $stamina < 15>><<addclass "#struggle" "hide">><</if>> <<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<SidebarText>><</replace>> <</button>> <<button "Do Nothing">> <<set $struggleDisplay to "wait">> <<include $sceneDigestionLink>> <<set $turn += 1>> <</button>> <<done>> <<if $stamina < 25>><<addclass "#hardStruggle" "hide">><</if>> <<if $stamina < 15>><<addclass "#struggle" "hide">><</if>> <</done>>

<<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "pass">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $turn is 0>> The intestinal walls squeeze and grind against you in endless peristalsis, the flesh bumpy yet soft. You can feel yourself occasionally get pulled a little deeper, but every time you try to crawl or move yourself the organ holds you firmly in place. You switch up your approach, starting to thrash with all the strength you can muster against your prison, pushing and kicking as hard as you can. It's difficult to stretch the walls any more than they already are, but you manage to get a few good blows in. "Yeah, that's what I'm talking about!" Matilda laughs. "Good freshie. Just keep that internal massage going for me.~" "Hey you," you hear Maeve call out. There's no response that you can hear. "Matilda, get her," she says with a mock sigh. Your prison suddenly starts to bounce and rock wildly. You do your best to brace yourself against the shaking of her body. It's intense, but after a few seconds of chaos Matilda comes to a stop and you hear a scream. "NO PLEASE, DON'T EAT ME!" an unknown voice shrieks, coming from somewhere very close to you. "Don't be silly, I'm on a diet!" Matilda laughs. "Just ask her!" She presses her hand against your shoulder, squeezing you even harder for a moment. Then she pokes your head. "Go on, tell her." "Let me out you psycho!" you shout. She slaps the bulge of your head in response. You hear the other girl whimper. "Not the answer I was looking for. And so little struggling... maybe I'll end up keeping you after all," Matilda chides. "Please I have class," the girl says. "I just need to get to class. Let go of me. Please!" "God, relax," Maeve huffs, her voice coming from somewhere in front of you. "All you need to do is give a proper greeting. It's rude to just stare, you know." "S-Sorry I didn't mean... Um..." the terrified girl stammers. "Hello, nice to meet you? I'm-" "Ha! I don't care. But I said a //proper// greeting, so I guess you'll need to know who //I// am" Maeve interrupts. "The name's Maeve, and this school belongs to me. So bow to your queen, and you're free to go." "O-Okay!" the girl yelps. There's a pause. "Come on now, all the way. Show some respect," Matilda chimes in. "There we go, was that so hard?" Maeve says after another brief pause. "S-So you're not going to eat me?" the girl whimpers. "I can if you want me to." "Or maybe you want to come in and say hello to my other freshman friend," Matilda laughs. You feel her bend over. The girl gives a tiny shriek and you hear muffled footsteps gradually fade into the distance. "Haha, man this never gets old!" <<elseif $turn is 1>> <<if $progress is 1>> You muster the strength to fight again, squirming relentlessly in the slimy depths of her body. Trying to make any serious progress in shifting your position is still futile, but you dish out as much punishment on the walls around you as you can muster. With a deep breath, you push your arms and legs out as hard as you can. It only manages to stretch her intestine a couple inches at most, but the effect is noticeable. "There we go, that's more like it!" Matilda says, gently clutching your bulge in her belly. "Keep 'em coming like that and you'll definitely survive to take another trip someday." Unfortunately, you can't sustain the pressure. You relax your muscles, her intestines snapping back into position and forcing your arms back against your sides and your legs tight against each other. You're left panting from the exertion. "You think Brit's even shown up yet?" Matilda asks. "I wouldn't put it past that dipshit to forget classes started today," Maeve replies. "Doesn't really matter, I'm sure Donna would do most of the work anyways." "I still can't believe you convinced them to skip out on the massacre, D's gonna be so jealous of this," Matilda says, patting her belly. "Convinced? I just told them what they were doing, and they have just enough brain cells to know to listen." You hear a door open and the two girls are greeted by a voice you don't recognize. From their brief conversation, you realize it's a professor, and they're in class. Matilda takes a seat. You can feel the pressure of the desk pressing against your hips through her belly. Though it's been very slow, to the point that she's probably not consciously doing it, you can feel that you've been dragged in deeper than you started. Your face is pressed up against a denser ring of muscle than the rest of the wall. You want to fight, finally be free of this disgusting situation, but you're exhausted after trying to escape for so long. Not only that, but even if you somehow managed to drag yourself back to the outside world, a class of seniors is probably the worst spot you could end up. You're left with no real option but to bide your time until you can muster more resistance. <<addclass "#actions" "hide">>[[Rest->Matilda Afternoon]] <<elseif $progress is 2>> You muster the strength to fight again, squirming relentlessly in the slimy depths of her body. Trying to make any serious progress in shifting your position is still futile, but you dish out as much punishment on the walls around you as you can muster. With a deep breath, you push your arms and legs out as hard as you can. It only manages to stretch her intestine a couple inches at most, but the effect is noticeable. "Oh fuck, that was a good one..." Matilda says, her tone just shy of moaning. "Keep 'em coming like that and I may have to give you another trip someday." Unfortunately, you can't sustain the pressure. You relax your muscles, her intestines snapping back into position and forcing your arms back against your sides and your legs tight against each other. You're left panting from the exertion. "You think Brit's even shown up yet?" Matilda asks. "I wouldn't put it past that dipshit to forget classes started today" Maeve replies. "Doesn't really matter, I'm sure Donna would do most of the work anyways." "I still can't believe you convinced them to skip out on the massacre, D's gonna be so jealous of this," Matilda says, patting her belly. "Convinced? I just told them what they were doing, and they have just enough brain cells to know to listen." You hear a door open and the two girls are greeted by a voice you don't recognize. From their brief conversation, you realize it's a professor, and they're in class. Matilda takes a seat. You can feel the pressure of the desk pressing against your hips through her belly. Though it's been very slow, to the point that she's probably not consciously doing it, you can feel that you've been dragged in deeper than you started. Your face is pressed up against a denser ring of muscle than the rest of the wall. You want to fight, finally be free of this disgusting situation, but you're exhausted after trying to escape for so long. Not only that, but even if you somehow managed to drag yourself back to the outside world, a class of seniors is probably the worst spot you could end up. You're left with no real option but to bide your time until you can muster more resistance. <<addclass "#actions" "hide">>[[Rest->Matilda Afternoon]] <</if>> <</if>> <</append>> <<case "fail">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $turn is 0>> The intestinal walls squeeze and grind against you in endless peristalsis, the flesh bumpy yet soft. You can feel yourself occasionally get pulled a little deeper, but every time you try to crawl or move yourself the organ holds you firmly in place. Kicking your legs and pushing out against the girl imprisoning you also seems to have no effect. You fight frantically, but eventually have to give in and pause to catch your breath, polluted as the air may be. "Are you sure you really want out?" Matilda teases. "I didn't even notice you were doing anything till you stopped." "Hey you," you hear Maeve call out. There's no response that you can hear. "Matilda, get her," she says with a mock sigh. Your prison suddenly starts to bounce and rock wildly. You do your best to brace yourself against the shaking of her body. It's intense, but after a few seconds of chaos Matilda comes to a stop and you hear a scream. "NO PLEASE, DON'T EAT ME!" an unknown voice shrieks, coming from somewhere very close to you. "Don't be silly, I'm on a diet!" Matilda laughs. "Just ask her!" She presses her hand against your shoulder, squeezing you even harder for a moment. Then she pokes your head. "Go on, tell her." "Let me out you psycho!" you shout. She slaps the bulge of your head in response. You hear the other girl whimper. "Not the answer I was looking for. And so little struggling... maybe I'll end up keeping you after all," Matilda chides. "Please I have class," the girl says. "I just need to get to class. Let go of me. Please!" "God, relax," Maeve huffs, her voice coming from somewhere in front of you. "All you need to do is give a proper greeting. It's rude to just stare, you know." "S-Sorry I didn't mean... Um..." the terrified girl stammers. "Hello, nice to meet you? I'm-" "Ha! I don't care. But I said a //proper// greeting, so I guess you'll need to know who //I// am," Maeve interrupts. "The name's Maeve, and this school belongs to me. So bow to your queen, and you're free to go." "O-Okay!" the girl yelps. There's a pause. "Come on now, all the way. Show some respect," Matilda chimes in. "There we go, was that so hard?" Maeve says after another brief pause. "S-So you're not going to eat me?" the girl whimpers. "I can if you want me to." "Or maybe you want to come in and say hello to my other freshman friend," Matilda laughs. You feel her bend over. The girl gives a tiny shriek and you hear muffled footsteps gradually fade into the distance. "Haha, man this never gets old!" <<elseif $turn is 1>> <<if $progress is 0>> You muster the strength to fight again, but any movement at all is difficult with the tight grip her guts have you in. You try to squeeze forward or backward, but the walls tense up just enough to keep you in place. Then you try pressing your arms out, but get barely an inch before they're forced back against your body. Desperate to be free, you keep struggling until you're completely spent. Despite squirming to the point of complete exhaustion, you don't seem to have had any effect on Matilda. She doesn't even react, carrying on as if you weren't even there. "You think Brit's even shown up yet?" Matilda asks. "I wouldn't put it past that dipshit to forget classes started today," Maeve replies. "Doesn't really matter, I'm sure Donna would do most of the work anyways." "I still can't believe you convinced them to skip out on the massacre, D's gonna be so jealous of this," Matilda says, patting her belly. "Convinced? I just told them what they were doing, and they have just enough brain cells to know to listen." You hear a door open and the two girls are greeted by a voice you don't recognize. From their brief conversation, you realize it's a professor, and they're in class. Matilda takes a seat. You can feel the pressure of the desk pressing against your hips through her belly. Though it's been very slow, to the point that she's probably not consciously doing it, you can feel that you've been dragged in deeper than you started. Your face is pressed up against a denser ring of muscle than the rest of the wall. You want to fight, finally be free of this disgusting situation, but you're exhausted after trying to escape for so long. Not only that, but even if you somehow managed to drag yourself back to the outside world, a class of seniors is probably the worst spot you could end up. You're left with no real option but to bide your time until you can muster more resistance. <<addclass "#actions" "hide">>[[Rest->Matilda Afternoon]] <<elseif $progress is 1>> You muster the strength to fight again, but any movement at all is difficult with the tight grip her guts have you in. You try to squeeze forward or backward, but the walls tense up just enough to keep you in place. Then you try pressing your arms out, but get barely an inch before they're forced back against your body. Desperate to be free, you keep struggling until you're completely spent. Despite squirming to the point of complete exhaustion, you don't seem to have had any effect on Matilda. She doesn't even react, carrying on as if you weren't even there. "You think Brit's even shown up yet?" Matilda asks. "I wouldn't put it past that dipshit to forget classes started today," Maeve replies. "Doesn't really matter, I'm sure Donna would do most of the work anyways." "I still can't believe you convinced them to skip out on the massacre, D's gonna be so jealous of this," Matilda says, patting her belly. "Convinced? I just told them what they were doing, and they have just enough brain cells to know to listen." You hear a door open and the two girls are greeted by a voice you don't recognize. From their brief conversation, you realize it's a professor, and they're in class. Matilda takes a seat. You can feel the pressure of the desk pressing against your hips through her belly. Though it's been very slow, to the point that she's probably not consciously doing it, you can feel that you've been dragged in deeper than you started. Your face is pressed up against a denser ring of muscle than the rest of the wall. You want to fight, finally be free of this disgusting situation, but you're exhausted after trying to escape for so long. Not only that, but even if you somehow managed to drag yourself back to the outside world, a class of seniors is probably the worst spot you could end up. You're left with no real option but to bide your time until you can muster more resistance. <<addclass "#actions" "hide">>[[Rest->Matilda Afternoon]] <</if>> <</if>> <</append>> <<case "wait">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $stamina < 15>>You're too exhausted to keep fighting. Regardless of what she might want you to be doing, you're forced to sit and rest to try and regain some of your strength.<<else>>Knowing that she's promised to let you back out, you decide not to give her the satisfaction she's looking for. You're not going to let yourself get humiliated more than you already have by thrashing around in some girl's colon just to pleasure her. You just sit and relax, taking some deep breaths and settling into the massage of her intestinal walls.<</if>> "Mmm, I don't really feel any movement in there. You pass out or something? I thought I was pretty clear," Matilda says. You suddenly feel the walls tense up like they did when you first entered the confines of her body. You're thrust forward through her guts for a brief, terrifying moment, coming to a stop again with your head pressed up against a thick ring of muscle. "Maybe that'll motivate you a bit more..." <<if $turn is 0>>"Hey you," you hear Maeve call out. There's no response that you can hear. "Matilda, get her," she says with a mock sigh. Your prison suddenly starts to bounce and rock wildly. You do your best to brace yourself against the shaking of her body. It's intense, but after a few seconds of chaos Matilda comes to a stop and you hear a scream. "NO PLEASE, DON'T EAT ME!" an unknown voice shrieks, coming from somewhere very close to you. "Don't be silly, I'm on a diet!" Matilda laughs. "Just ask her!" She presses her hand against your shoulder, squeezing you even harder for a moment. Then she pokes your head. "Go on, tell her." "Let me out you psycho!" you shout. She slaps the bulge of your head in response. You hear the other girl whimper. "Not the answer I was looking for. And so little struggling... maybe I'll end up keeping you after all," Matilda chides. "Please I have class," the girl says. "I just need to get to class. Let go of me. Please!" "God, relax," Maeve huffs, her voice coming from somewhere in front of you. "All you need to do is give a proper greeting. It's rude to just stare, you know." "S-Sorry I didn't mean... Um..." the terrified girl stammers. "Hello, nice to meet you? I'm-" "Ha! I don't care. But I said a //proper// greeting, so I guess you'll need to know who //I// am," Maeve interrupts. "The name's Maeve, and this school belongs to me. So bow to your queen, and you're free to go." "O-Okay!" the girl yelps. There's a pause. "Come on now, all the way. Show some respect," Matilda chimes in. "There we go, was that so hard?" Maeve says after another brief pause. "S-So you're not going to eat me?" the girl whimpers. "I can if you want me to." "Or maybe you want to come in and say hello to my other freshman friend," Matilda laughs. You feel her bend over. The girl gives a tiny shriek and you hear muffled footsteps gradually fade into the distance. "Haha, man this never gets old!" The two carry on through the halls for a while, dragging you along with them. <<if $stamina < 15>>You still don't have the energy to put up any resistance.<<else>>You stick to your protest, trying to relax as much as you can in the situation you've found yourself.<</if>> When you aren't fighting them, the subtle motions of her body are almost comforting. <</if>>"You think Brit's even shown up yet?" Matilda asks. "I wouldn't put it past that dipshit to forget classes started today," Maeve replies. "Doesn't really matter, I'm sure Donna would do most of the work anyways." "I still can't believe you convinced them to skip out on the massacre, D's gonna be so jealous of this," Matilda says, patting her belly. "Convinced? I just told them what they were doing, and they have just enough brain cells to know to listen." You hear a door open and the two girls are greeted by a voice you don't recognize. From their brief conversation, you realize it's a professor, and they're in class. Matilda takes a seat. This isn't quite how you imagined your first class would go, but you're along for the ride at this point. <<addclass "#actions" "hide">>[[Rest->Matilda Afternoon]] <</append>> <</switch>>

<<if $progress is 3>><<goto [[Matilda Afternoon- Pleasured]]>><</if>> <<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "pass">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $turn is 0>> <<if $progress is 1>> While Matilda and Maeve make their way downstairs, you rage against the walls surrounding you. Thrashing your body wildly, pushing out with your arms, even attempting to bite the flesh around your head--you try it all. You feel Matilda grip her gut and let out a very slight moan. She drums her fingers on the bloated skin and giggles under her breath before returning to her normal stride. "That one," Matilda says in a quiet voice. You hear another groan rumble through her body. "She's perfect." "Go get her then. You're a big girl, you can handle it on your own," Maeve replies. "Scare off her friend for me? I'm semi-serious about being on a diet and I'll definitely just eat her too if she tries to get in the way." "Of course, why would I think that you could handle the easiest prey available without me," Maeve sighs, though even with her voice muffled you can tell it wasn't really said in an insulting way. "H-Hey, what are you-" an unknown voice starts to say before shrieking in surprise. You feel something press against you from the outside. "Kim! Let her go!" another voice yells. "Oh, Kim huh? Sorry kid, we already have one too many of those here," Matilda laughs. "Get off me!" the other girl shouts somewhere to your side. "Now now, no need to be rude," Maeve responds to her. You quickly lose focus on her situation as a strange sound coming from above grabs your attention. It's not hard to figure out what it is: Matilda has started swallowing her prey. You can hear the poor girl whimpering and pleading as she's forced down her throat, along with the guttural squishing sound of her muscles dragging her in. Then you feel it. Something starts to push against you from behind and above, the pressure in your already cramped confines quickly intensifying as her stomach starts to demand more space in her abdomen. Matilda is efficient, at least, and in no time you're trapped tight against the squirming form of another girl. "//*URP*// That's what I'm talking about..." Matilda says. She grabs the sides of her belly and shakes it slightly. "You really hit the spot, Kim. Say hi to your roommate while you're in there! Sorry, but I think she's having a more fun trip than you will." "Wh-Where are you?" Kim whimpers. "I'm uh... deeper down," you reply, your words a bit slurred from how tight the walls are holding you at this point. You can feel her frantic movements rubbing against you. "She shoved me up her ass, right in the middle of the hall..." Kim's only response is a horrified gasp, followed by more intense struggling. You aren't sure what Maeve did to her friend, but you hear the other girl sobbing as she runs away from the scene. <<elseif $progress is 2>> While Matilda and Maeve make their way downstairs, you rage against the walls surrounding you. Thrashing your body wildly, pushing out with your arms, even attempting to bite the flesh around your head--you try it all. You feel Matilda grip her gut and let out a very slight moan. She drums her fingers on the bloated skin and giggles under her breath before returning to her normal stride. "That one," Matilda says in a quiet voice. You hear another groan rumble through her body. "She's perfect." "Go get her then. You're a big girl, you can handle it on your own," Maeve replies. "Scare off her friend for me? I'm semi-serious about being on a diet and I'll definitely just eat her too if she tries to get in the way." "Of course, why would I think that you could handle the easiest prey available without me," Maeve sighs, though even with her voice muffled you can tell it wasn't really said in an insulting way. "H-Hey, what are you-" an unknown voice starts to say before shrieking in surprise. You feel something press against you from the outside. "Kim! Let her go!" another voice yells. "Oh, Kim huh? Sorry kid, we already have one too many of those here," Matilda laughs. "Get off me!" the other girl shouts somewhere to your side. "Now now, no need to be rude," Maeve responds to her. You quickly lose focus on her situation as a strange sound coming from above grabs your attention. It's not hard to figure out what it is: Matilda has started swallowing her prey. You can hear the poor girl whimpering and pleading as she's forced down her throat, along with the guttural squishing sound of her muscles dragging her in. Then you feel it. Something starts to push against you from behind and above, the pressure in your already cramped confines quickly intensifying as her stomach starts to demand more space in her abdomen. Matilda is efficient, at least, and in no time you're trapped tight against the squirming form of another girl. "//*URP*// That's what I'm talking about..." Matilda says. She grabs the sides of her belly and shakes it slightly. "You really hit the spot, Kim. Say hi to your roommate while you're in there! Sorry, but I think she's having a more fun trip than you will." "Wh-Where are you?" Kim whimpers. "I'm uh... deeper down," you reply, your words a bit slurred from how tight the walls are holding you at this point. You can feel her frantic movements rubbing against you. "She shoved me up her ass, right in the middle of the hall..." Kim's only response is a horrified gasp, followed by more intense struggling. You aren't sure what Maeve did to her friend, but you hear the other girl sobbing as she runs away from the scene. <</if>> <<elseif $turn is 1>> <<if $progress is 1>> Hopeful that you might have a little more luck with the added mass inside her body, you intensify your escape efforts. While you aren't exactly working together--the fact that you keep pushing and shoving each other unintentionally is actually a hindrance--your combined efforts seem to be having an effect on Matilda. You can hear her letting out little burps, and she's taken to gently massaging her belly. Unfortunately, with the added pressure you're fighting against you aren't able to struggle for long before you're completely exhausted. "Thank you Kim! Not only a delicious lunch, but you clearly gave my toy the push she needed," Matilda teases. Her muscles crush you for a very brief moment. "//*Urrp*// Keep it up while you can, you won't be together for much longer." "You know, I'm actually impressed Matty," Maeve muses. "Forcing her to experience the other girl getting digested up close and personal. That's diabolical." You feel Matilda stop in her tracks. "Matilda." Maeve huffs after an awkward pause. "Forget it. Let's go see how the airheads have managed to fuck up the room." Groaning and gurgling sounds echo through the body around you as Kim thrashes and squirms above you, grinding the walls against you as she fights against her inevitable demise. Completely drained, there's really nothing you can do but sit still and try not to focus on what's happening. <<addclass "#actions" "hide">><<if $maeveSisterRelation is 1>>[[Stay calm and wait->Matilda- Bailed Out by Sam]]<<else>>[[Rest->Matilda Evening]]<</if>> <<elseif $progress is 2>> Hopeful that you might have a little more luck with the added mass inside her body, you intensify your escape efforts. While you aren't exactly working together--the fact that you keep pushing and shoving each other unintentionally is actually a hindrance--your combined efforts seem to be having an effect on Matilda. You can hear her letting out little burps, and she's taken to gently massaging her belly. Unfortunately, with the added pressure you're fighting against you aren't able to struggle for long before you're completely exhausted. "Thank you Kim! Not only a delicious lunch, but you clearly gave my toy the push she needed," Matilda teases. Her muscles crush you for a very brief moment. "//*Urrp*// Keep it up while you can, you won't be together for much longer." "You know, I'm actually impressed Matty," Maeve muses. "Forcing her to experience the other girl getting digested up close and personal. That's diabolical." You feel Matilda stop in her tracks. "Matilda." Maeve huffs after an awkward pause. "Forget it. Let's go see how the airheads have managed to fuck up the room." Groaning and gurgling sounds echo through the body around you as Kim thrashes and squirms above you, grinding the walls against you as she fights against her inevitable demise. Completely drained, there's really nothing you can do but sit still and try not to focus on what's happening. <<addclass "#actions" "hide">><<if $maeveSisterRelation is 1>>[[Stay calm and wait->Matilda- Bailed Out by Sam]]<<else>>[[Rest->Matilda Evening]]<</if>> <</if>> <</if>> <</append>> <<case "fail">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $turn is 0>> <<if $progress is 0>> While Matilda and Maeve make their way downstairs, you rage against the walls surrounding you. Thrashing your body wildly, pushing out with your arms, even attempting to bite the flesh around your head--you try it all. When you finally pause to recover some of your strength, you actually feel like you've squirmed deeper in, if anything. Matilda lightly runs a hand along her belly and pats the bulge you're making condescendingly. "That one," Matilda says in a quiet voice. You hear another groan rumble through her body. "She's perfect." "Go get her then. You're a big girl, you can handle it on your own," Maeve replies. "Scare off her friend for me? I'm semi-serious about being on a diet and I'll definitely just eat her too if she tries to get in the way." "Of course, why would I think that you could handle the easiest prey available without me," Maeve sighs, though even with her voice muffled you can tell it wasn't really said in an insulting way. "H-Hey, what are you-" an unknown voice starts to say before shrieking in surprise. You feel something press against you from the outside. "Kim! Let her go!" another voice yells. "Oh, Kim huh? Sorry kid, we already have one too many of those here," Matilda laughs. "Get off me!" the other girl shouts somewhere to your side. "Now now, no need to be rude," Maeve responds to her. You quickly lose focus on her situation as a strange sound coming from above grabs your attention. It's not hard to figure out what it is: Matilda has started swallowing her prey. You can hear the poor girl whimpering and pleading as she's forced down her throat, along with the guttural squishing sound of her muscles dragging her in. Then you feel it. Something starts to push against you from behind and above, the pressure in your already cramped confines quickly intensifying as her stomach starts to demand more space in her abdomen. Matilda is efficient, at least, and in no time you're trapped tight against the squirming form of another girl. "//*URP*// That's what I'm talking about..." Matilda says. She grabs the sides of her belly and shakes it slightly. "You really hit the spot, Kim. Say hi to your roommate while you're in there! Sorry, but I think she's having a more fun trip than you will." "Wh-Where are you?" Kim whimpers. "I'm uh... deeper down," you reply, your words a bit slurred from how tight the walls are holding you at this point. You can feel her frantic movements rubbing against you. "She shoved me up her ass, right in the middle of the hall..." Kim's only response is a horrified gasp, followed by more intense struggling. You aren't sure what Maeve did to her friend, but you hear the other girl sobbing as she runs away from the scene. <<elseif $progress is 1>> While Matilda and Maeve make their way downstairs, you rage against the walls surrounding you. Thrashing your body wildly, pushing out with your arms, even attempting to bite the flesh around your head--you try it all. When you finally pause to recover some of your strength, you actually feel like you've squirmed deeper in, if anything. Matilda lightly runs a hand along her belly and pats the bulge you're making condescendingly. "That one," Matilda says in a quiet voice. You hear another groan rumble through her body. "She's perfect." "Go get her then. You're a big girl, you can handle it on your own," Maeve replies. "Scare off her friend for me? I'm semi-serious about being on a diet and I'll definitely just eat her too if she tries to get in the way." "Of course, why would I think that you could handle the easiest prey available without me," Maeve sighs, though even with her voice muffled you can tell it wasn't really said in an insulting way. "H-Hey, what are you-" an unknown voice starts to say before shrieking in surprise. You feel something press against you from the outside. "Kim! Let her go!" another voice yells. "Oh, Kim huh? Sorry kid, we already have one too many of those here," Matilda laughs. "Get off me!" the other girl shouts somewhere to your side. "Now now, no need to be rude," Maeve responds to her. You quickly lose focus on her situation as a strange sound coming from above grabs your attention. It's not hard to figure out what it is: Matilda has started swallowing her prey. You can hear the poor girl whimpering and pleading as she's forced down her throat, along with the guttural squishing sound of her muscles dragging her in. Then you feel it. Something starts to push against you from behind and above, the pressure in your already cramped confines quickly intensifying as her stomach starts to demand more space in her abdomen. Matilda is efficient, at least, and in no time you're trapped tight against the squirming form of another girl. "//*URP*// That's what I'm talking about..." Matilda says. She grabs the sides of her belly and shakes it slightly. "You really hit the spot, Kim. Say hi to your roommate while you're in there! Sorry, but I think she's having a more fun trip than you will." "Wh-Where are you?" Kim whimpers. "I'm uh... deeper down," you reply, your words a bit slurred from how tight the walls are holding you at this point. You can feel her frantic movements rubbing against you. "She shoved me up her ass, right in the middle of the hall..." Kim's only response is a horrified gasp, followed by more intense struggling. You aren't sure what Maeve did to her friend, but you hear the other girl sobbing as she runs away from the scene. <<elseif $progress is 2>> While Matilda and Maeve make their way downstairs, you rage against the walls surrounding you. Thrashing your body wildly, pushing out with your arms, even attempting to bite the flesh around your head--you try it all. When you finally pause to recover some of your strength, you actually feel like you've squirmed deeper in, if anything. Matilda lightly runs a hand along her belly and pats the bulge you're making condescendingly. "That one," Matilda says in a quiet voice. You hear another groan rumble through her body. "She's perfect." "Go get her then. You're a big girl, you can handle it on your own," Maeve replies. "Scare off her friend for me? I'm semi-serious about being on a diet and I'll definitely just eat her too if she tries to get in the way." "Of course, why would I think that you could handle the easiest prey available without me," Maeve sighs, though even with her voice muffled you can tell it wasn't really said in an insulting way. "H-Hey, what are you-" an unknown voice starts to say before shrieking in surprise. You feel something press against you from the outside. "Kim! Let her go!" another voice yells. "Oh, Kim huh? Sorry kid, we already have one too many of those here," Matilda laughs. "Get off me!" the other girl shouts somewhere to your side. "Now now, no need to be rude," Maeve responds to her. You quickly lose focus on her situation as a strange sound coming from above grabs your attention. It's not hard to figure out what it is: Matilda has started swallowing her prey. You can hear the poor girl whimpering and pleading as she's forced down her throat, along with the guttural squishing sound of her muscles dragging her in. Then you feel it. Something starts to push against you from behind and above, the pressure in your already cramped confines quickly intensifying as her stomach starts to demand more space in her abdomen. Matilda is efficient, at least, and in no time you're trapped tight against the squirming form of another girl. "//*URP*// That's what I'm talking about..." Matilda says. She grabs the sides of her belly and shakes it slightly. "You really hit the spot, Kim. Say hi to your roommate while you're in there! Sorry, but I think she's having a more fun trip than you will." "Wh-Where are you?" Kim whimpers. "I'm uh... deeper down," you reply, your words a bit slurred from how tight the walls are holding you at this point. You can feel her frantic movements rubbing against you. "She shoved me up her ass, right in the middle of the hall..." Kim's only response is a horrified gasp, followed by more intense struggling. You aren't sure what Maeve did to her friend, but you hear the other girl sobbing as she runs away from the scene. <</if>> <<elseif $turn is 1>> <<if $progress is 0>> Hopeful that you might have a little more luck with the added mass inside her body, you intensify your escape efforts. However, you and Kim seem to almost be working against each other. Her own efforts to escape cause her to end up kicking or squeezing you through the walls, and she's complained about you doing the same. With the extra pressure, it's also much harder to move to any significant degree, and you end up completely exhausted long before you feel like you've accomplished anything. "You two better be playing nice in there!" Matilda teases. Her muscles crush you for a very brief moment. "//*Urrp*// You won't be together for much longer." "You know, I'm actually impressed Matty," Maeve muses. "Forcing her to experience the other girl getting digested up close and personal. That's diabolical." You feel Matilda stop in her tracks. "Matilda." Maeve huffs after an awkward pause. "Forget it. Let's go see how the airheads have managed to fuck up the room." Groaning and gurgling sounds echo through the body around you as Kim thrashes and squirms above you, grinding the walls against you as she fights against her inevitable demise. Completely drained, there's really nothing you can do but sit still and try not to focus on what's happening. <<addclass "#actions" "hide">><<if $maeveSisterRelation is 1>>[[Stay calm and wait->Matilda- Bailed Out by Sam]]<<else>>[[Rest->Matilda Evening]]<</if>> <<elseif $progress is 1>> Hopeful that you might have a little more luck with the added mass inside her body, you intensify your escape efforts. However, you and Kim seem to almost be working against each other. Her own efforts to escape cause her to end up kicking or squeezing you through the walls, and she's complained about you doing the same. With the extra pressure, it's also much harder to move to any significant degree, and you end up completely exhausted long before you feel like you've accomplished anything. "You two better be playing nice in there!" Matilda teases. Her muscles crush you for a very brief moment. "//*Urrp*// You won't be together for much longer." "You know, I'm actually impressed Matty," Maeve muses. "Forcing her to experience the other girl getting digested up close and personal. That's diabolical." You feel Matilda stop in her tracks. "Matilda." Maeve huffs after an awkward pause. "Forget it. Let's go see how the airheads have managed to fuck up the room." Groaning and gurgling sounds echo through the body around you as Kim thrashes and squirms above you, grinding the walls against you as she fights against her inevitable demise. Completely drained, there's really nothing you can do but sit still and try not to focus on what's happening. <<addclass "#actions" "hide">><<if $maeveSisterRelation is 1>>[[Stay calm and wait->Matilda- Bailed Out by Sam]]<<else>>[[Rest->Matilda Evening]]<</if>> <<elseif $progress is 2>> Hopeful that you might have a little more luck with the added mass inside her body, you intensify your escape efforts. However, you and Kim seem to almost be working against each other. Her own efforts to escape cause her to end up kicking or squeezing you through the walls, and she's complained about you doing the same. With the extra pressure, it's also much harder to move to any significant degree, and you end up completely exhausted long before you feel like you've accomplished anything. "You two better be playing nice in there!" Matilda teases. Her muscles crush you for a very brief moment. "//*Urrp*// You won't be together for much longer." "You know, I'm actually impressed Matty," Maeve muses. "Forcing her to experience the other girl getting digested up close and personal. That's diabolical." You feel Matilda stop in her tracks. "Matilda." Maeve huffs after an awkward pause. "Forget it. Let's go see how the airheads have managed to fuck up the room." Groaning and gurgling sounds echo through the body around you as Kim thrashes and squirms above you, grinding the walls against you as she fights against her inevitable demise. Completely drained, there's really nothing you can do but sit still and try not to focus on what's happening. <<addclass "#actions" "hide">><<if $maeveSisterRelation is 1>>[[Stay calm and wait->Matilda- Bailed Out by Sam]]<<else>>[[Rest->Matilda Evening]]<</if>> <</if>> <</if>> <</append>> <<case "wait">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $turn is 0>>Although you're really not in the position to be doing so, you decide to call Matilda's bluff. If she's not even going to finish the job while she's starving, you don't feel like she ever will. You sit still and relax against the gentle motion of the walls, waiting patiently for her to eventually let you out without giving her the satisfaction of squirming. "You better not have fallen asleep on me," Matilda says, jabbing you in the side through her gut. "If you're not gonna do your job, I might just have seconds after this." Her muscles suddenly clamp down on you and you're pulled an alarming distance further into her intestines before she stops. Your heart rate spikes a little, but you hold firm in your belief that she isn't going to take you all the way. "That one," Matilda says in a quiet voice. You hear another groan rumble through her body. "She's perfect." "Go get her then. You're a big girl, you can handle it on your own," Maeve replies. "Scare off her friend for me? I'm semi-serious about being on a diet and I'll definitely just eat her too if she tries to get in the way." "Of course, why would I think that you could handle the easiest prey available without me," Maeve sighs, though even with her voice muffled you can tell it wasn't really said in an insulting way. "H-Hey, what are you-" an unknown voice starts to say before shrieking in surprise. You feel something press against you from the outside. "Kim! Let her go!" another voice yells. "Oh, Kim huh? Sorry kid, we already have one too many of those here," Matilda laughs. "Get off me!" the other girl shouts somewhere to your side. "Now now, no need to be rude," Maeve responds to her. You quickly lose focus on her situation as a strange sound coming from above grabs your attention. It's not hard to figure out what it is: Matilda has started swallowing her prey. You can hear the poor girl whimpering and pleading as she's forced down her throat, along with the guttural squishing sound of her muscles dragging her in. Then you feel it. Something starts to push against you from behind and above, the pressure in your already cramped confines quickly intensifying as her stomach starts to demand more space in her abdomen. Matilda is efficient, at least, and in no time you're trapped tight against the squirming form of another girl. "//*URP*// That's what I'm talking about..." Matilda says. She grabs the sides of her belly and shakes it slightly. "You really hit the spot, Kim. Say hi to your roommate while you're in there! Sorry, but I think she's having a more fun trip than you will." "Wh-Where are you?" Kim whimpers. "I'm uh... deeper down," you reply, your words a bit slurred from how tight the walls are holding you at this point. You can feel her frantic movements rubbing against you. "She shoved me up her ass, right in the middle of the hall..." Kim's only response is a horrified gasp, followed by more intense struggling. You aren't sure what Maeve did to her friend, but you hear the other girl sobbing as she runs away from the scene.<<else>>You realize that with the extra pressure from her bloated stomach, there's no way you're going to make any meaningful progress. Instead, you decide to sit and bide your time. You try to relax, or come as close to relaxing as you can given the situation.<</if>> The addition of another girl has made it impossible to stay even remotely comfortable<<if $turn is 1>>, however<</if>>. Her thrashing and fighting in a futile attempt to get free has the side effect of pushing and grinding against your body resting below her. "Do you mind?" you grumble, growing very frustrated. "I just need to get out of here! I can't help it I'm sorry!" Kim cries. "Right..." you reply, a little ashamed that you were legitimately mad at //her// for a moment there. "You two better be playing nice in there!" Matilda teases. Her muscles crush you for a very brief moment. "//*Urrp*// You won't be together for much longer." "You know, I'm actually impressed Matty," Maeve muses. "Forcing her to experience the other girl getting digested up close and personal. That's diabolical." You feel Matilda stop in her tracks. "Matilda." Maeve huffs after an awkward pause. "Forget it. Let's go see how the airheads have managed to fuck up the room." Groaning and gurgling sounds echo through the body around you as Kim thrashes and squirms above you. You try to just focus on something else, confident that you'll eventually be set free. <<addclass "#actions" "hide">><<if $maeveSisterRelation is 1>>[[Stay calm and wait->Matilda- Bailed Out by Sam]]<<else>>[[Stay calm and wait->Matilda Evening]]<</if>> <</append>> <</switch>>

<<if $progress is 3>><<goto [[Matilda- Released]]>><</if>> <<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "pass">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $turn is 0>> <<if $progress is 1>> With a roar of defiance, you throw everything you can at the walls surrounding you. You push and squirm and kick, energized by your frustration and disgust at your situation. Your fight shakes her whole gut, eliciting all kinds of sloshing and other strange sounds from her stomach. Desperate as you are to finally be free, you have to stop and give your muscles a break. The shifting walls slide you a bit deeper. "Wow, where has that been this whole time! That's the kinda shit I've been asking for," Matilda says. "In fact, maybe I should take this to my room if you're gonna be going that wild in there..." "No! Just let me go!" you plead. "You said you'd let me out!" "Yeah, but you've been a pretty lousy toy for most of today. If you can keep up what you were just doing, maybe, but I think another meal is in order..." <<elseif $progress is 2>> With a roar of defiance, you throw everything you can at the walls surrounding you. You push and squirm and kick, energized by your frustration and disgust at your situation. Your fight shakes her whole gut, eliciting all kinds of sloshing and other strange sounds from her stomach. Desperate as you are to finally be free, you have to stop and give your muscles a break. The shifting walls slide you a bit deeper. "Fuck yeah, that's what I'm talking about! Keep going like that a little longer, and I promise I'll let you out," Matilda says, moaning a little. <</if>> <<elseif $turn is 1>> <<goto [[Matilda- Failed to Impress]]>> <</if>> <</append>> <<case "fail">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $turn is 0>> <<if ($progress is 0) or ($progress is 1)>> You squirm and thrash and fight, throwing everything you can manage at the walls around you. But the pressure is too much, and you don't have the energy after being trapped for so long. Her stomach is only making things worse, restricting your movement more than her intestines alone were and making disgusting sloshing noises every time you disturb it even slightly with your blows. "You're pretty pathetic, you know that?" Matilda chuckles, still running her hands along her gut. She grips the bulge of your shoulder and shakes it hard for a couple seconds. "See? That felt better than anything you've managed all day." "You said you'd let me out!" you cry. "Please, just get me out of here!" "Mmm, not if you don't really step up your game in the next few minutes, I think I'm feeling hungry again." <<elseif $progress is 2>> You squirm and thrash and fight, throwing everything you can manage at the walls around you. But the pressure is too much, and you don't have the energy after being trapped for so long. Her stomach is only making things worse, restricting your movement more than her intestines alone were and making disgusting sloshing noises every time you disturb it even slightly with your blows. "Where's that drive from earlier?" Matilda says, still running her hands along her gut. She slaps the bulge you're making in her belly. "Here I was thinking you got the message, but this is weak." "You said you'd let me out!" you cry. "Please, just get me out of here!" "Mmm, not if you don't really step up your game in the next few minutes, I think I'm feeling hungry again." <</if>> <<elseif $turn is 1>> <<goto [[Matilda- Failed to Impress]]>> <</if>> <</append>> <<case "wait">> <<append "#digestion">> <<goto [[Matilda- Failed to Impress]]>> <</append>> <</switch>>

<<set _roll to random(1,20)>> <<if $lostAlex and ($acidStage < 2)>> <<if $turn is 1>> <<set $predAction to "rest">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> Alex's behavior gives you a bit of hope that this is just a temporary embarrassment. You can feel from inside her that her breathing is still rather heavy, and she doesn't seem to be doing anything but resting her hands on you. In swallowing you immediately after fighting her way out of you, she may have bitten off more than she could chew. <</append>> <<elseif ($lastAction is "rest") and ($progress < 2)>> <<set $predAction to "tease">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll > 10>> "Heh... not so fun in there, is it?" Alex says, panting a little. She pats the top of your head through her belly, then rests her hand there. "It's alright, you can just sit still and digest if you want, bitch." <<else>> "Yeah... I knew you wouldn't have any fight in you," Alex says with a slight laugh. She squeezes her belly to push out a burp. <</if>> <</append>> <<elseif $turn > 2>> <<if _roll > 8>> <<set $predAction to "massage">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "squeeze">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <</if>> <</if>> <<else>> <<if $turn is 1>> <<set $predAction to "crush">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> The walls crush in hard around you, squeezing so tight that it's difficult to breath. The slick flesh twitches and shifts against you, what little fluids already trickling in getting rubbed directly into your skin. You can feel Alex hugging her belly tight on the outside. "I'll show your sorry ass how a real predator does it!" she growls. "Not a chance you ever come back out..." <</append>> crush, probably unique <<elseif $lastAction is "rest">> <<set $predAction to "taunt">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll > 10>> "Haha, are you fucking serious? You thought you could handle eating //me//, but you're already so tired you're just sitting there? You dumb bitch!" Alex laughs, shaking her belly a little and slapping the top of your head. "This is almost boring!" <<else>> "Come on, don't just sit there, fight all you //*urp*// want! You're too weak to do SHIT to me," she says, squeezing her stomach muscles tight for a moment. She's giving her belly a very deep massage, pressing her fingers in with enough force that you can feel the individual bumps grating against your skin. It's not really restrictive, just annoying. <</if>> <</append>> <<elseif $lastAction is "brace">> <<set $predAction to "shake">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <<elseif $lastAction is "strong">> <<if $progress < 2>> <<set $predAction to "crush">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> You take a deep breath, then push your arms out to either side as hard as you can to resume your fight. Or at least, you try to. A second after you start applying pressure, Alex grabs your arms from outside and pushes them back in. Then she keeps pushing, painfully squeezing your body. "None of that, you're here to //*urp*// stay bitch," she says. You can feel the smug satisfaction on her face as she crushes you. <</append>> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "massage">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <</if>> <<else>> <<if _roll > 12>> <<set $predAction to "taunt">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "squeeze">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <</if>> <</if>> <</if>>

<<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "strong">> <<if ($turn is 1) and ($lostAlex)>> <<append "#digestion">> "Should have taken off while you could!" you grunt, redoubling your efforts. "I can promise you it doesn't feel good to have someone crawl back out of you." <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<default>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</switch>>

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4>>@@color:red;''Oppressive''@@<<elseif ($predDefense + $sceneDefense) > 0>>@@color:red;Elevated@@<<elseif ($predDefense + $sceneDefense) < -4>>@@color:lime;''Vulnerable''@@<<elseif ($predDefense + $sceneDefense) < 0>>@@color:lime;Weakened@@<<else>>Normal<</if>> ''Acid Level:'' <<if $usingAntacid>>@@color:yellowGreen;[Neutralized]@@<<else>><<if $acidStage > 2>>@@color:red;Overwhelming@@<<elseif $acidStage > 1>>@@color:orange;High@@<<elseif $acidStage > 0>>@@color:yellow;Low@@<<else>>Trickling In<</if>><</if>> <<else>> <<StaminaDisplay>> <</if>> <<elseif tags().includes("pred") and !tags().includes("noSidebar")>> <<if $fullness > $capacity>> @@color:red;''OVERSTUFFED''@@ <</if>> <<if $showNumbers>> <<StaminaDisplay>> <<if $usingAntacid>> @@color:yellowGreen;[Using Antacid]@@ <</if>> ''Stomach Health:'' <<if $stomachHealth <= 5>>@@color:red;''$stomachHealth/$stomachStrength''@@<<elseif $stomachHealth <= ($stomachStrength * 0.25)>>@@color:red;$stomachHealth/$stomachStrength@@<<elseif $stomachHealth <= ($stomachStrength * 0.5)>>@@color:orange;$stomachHealth/$stomachStrength@@<<elseif $stomachHealth <= ($stomachStrength * 0.75)>>@@color:yellow;$stomachHealth/$stomachStrength@@<<else>>@@color:lime;$stomachHealth/$stomachStrength@@<</if>> ''Incoming Damage:'' <<set _incomingDmgDisplay to (_incomingDamage + $preyFrustration - $preyWeakened - $sceneDefense - (2*$preyExhaustion))>><<if _incomingDmgDisplay > 0>><<if _incomingDmgDisplay > 10>>@@color:red;_incomingDmgDisplay@@<<elseif _incomingDmgDisplay > 5>>@@color:orange;_incomingDmgDisplay@@<<else>>@@color:yellow;_incomingDmgDisplay@@<</if>><<else>>0<</if>> ''Power:'' <<if ($preyVulnerable + $sceneAttack) > 4>>@@color:lime;''<<print ($preyVulnerable + $sceneAttack)>>''@@<<elseif ($preyVulnerable + $sceneAttack) > 0>>@@color:lime;<<print ($preyVulnerable + $sceneAttack)>>@@<<elseif ($preyVulnerable + $sceneAttack) < -4>>@@color:red;''<<print ($preyVulnerable + $sceneAttack)>>''@@<<elseif ($preyVulnerable + $sceneAttack) < 0>>@@color:red;<<print ($preyVulnerable + $sceneAttack)>>@@<<else>>0<</if>> ''Resistance:'' <<if ($preyWeakened + $sceneDefense) > 4>>@@color:lime;''<<print ($preyWeakened + $sceneDefense)>>''@@<<elseif ($preyWeakened + $sceneDefense) > 0>>@@color:lime;<<print ($preyWeakened + $sceneDefense)>>@@<<elseif ($preyWeakened + $sceneDefense) < -4>>@@color:red;''<<print ($preyWeakened + $sceneDefense)>>''@@<<elseif ($preyWeakened + $sceneDefense) < 0>>@@color:red;<<print ($preyWeakened + $sceneDefense)>>@@<<else>>0<</if>> ''Acid Level:'' <<if $usingAntacid>>@@color:yellow;[Neutralized]@@<<else>><<if $acidStage > 2>>@@color:lime;$acidStage@@<<elseif $acidStage > 1>>@@color:chartreuse;$acidStage@@<<elseif $acidStage > 0>>@@color:yellowgreen;$acidStage@@<<else>>$acidStage<</if>><</if>> @@color:mediumPurple;''<<if $preyHealth <= 0>>==--$preyName--==<<else>>$preyName<</if>>''@@ ''Health:'' <<if $preyHealth <= 5>>@@color:lime;''$preyHealth/$preyHealthMax''@@<<elseif $preyHealth < ($preyHealthMax * 0.25)>>@@color:lime;$preyHealth/$preyHealthMax@@<<elseif $preyHealth < ($preyHealthMax * 0.5)>>@@color:chartreuse;$preyHealth/$preyHealthMax@@<<elseif $preyHealth < ($preyHealthMax * 0.75)>>@@color:yellowgreen;$preyHealth/$preyHealthMax@@<<else>>$preyHealth/$preyHealthMax<</if>> ''Frustration:'' <<if _startFrustration > 4>>@@color:red;''_startFrustration''@@<<elseif _startFrustration > 2>>@@color:red;_startFrustration@@<<elseif _startFrustration > 0>>@@color:orange;_startFrustration@@<<else>>0<</if>> ''Exhaustion:'' <<if _startExhaustion > 4>>@@color:lime;''_startExhaustion''@@<<elseif _startExhaustion > 2>>@@color:lime;_startExhaustion@@<<elseif _startExhaustion > 0>>@@color:yellowgreen;_startExhaustion@@<<else>>0<</if>> ''Current Turn:'' $turn <<elseif !$classicDisplay>> <<StaminaDisplay>> <<if $usingAntacid>> @@color:yellowGreen;[Using Antacid]@@ <</if>> ''Stomach Health:'' <<if $stomachHealth <= 5>>@@color:red;''About To Give''@@<<elseif $stomachHealth <= ($stomachStrength * 0.25)>>@@color:red;Aching@@<<elseif $stomachHealth <= ($stomachStrength * 0.5)>>@@color:orange;Nauseous@@<<elseif $stomachHealth <= ($stomachStrength * 0.75)>>@@color:yellow;Straining@@<<else>>@@color:lime;Unscathed@@<</if>> ''Current Threat:'' <<set _incomingDmgDisplay to (_incomingDamage + $preyFrustration - $preyWeakened - $sceneDefense - (2*$preyExhaustion))>><<if _incomingDmgDisplay > 0>><<if _incomingDmgDisplay > 10>>@@color:red;Severe@@<<elseif _incomingDmgDisplay > 5>>@@color:orange;Significant@@<<else>>@@color:yellow;Mild@@<</if>><<else>>Calm<</if>> ''Power:'' <<if ($preyVulnerable + $sceneAttack) > 4>>@@color:lime;''Raging''@@<<elseif ($preyVulnerable + $sceneAttack) > 0>>@@color:lime;Elevated@@<<elseif ($preyVulnerable + $sceneAttack) < -4>>@@color:red;''Neutralized''@@<<elseif ($preyVulnerable + $sceneAttack) < 0>>@@color:red;Weakened@@<<else>>Normal<</if>> ''Resistance:'' <<if ($preyWeakened + $sceneDefense) > 4>>@@color:lime;''Ironclad''@@<<elseif ($preyWeakened + $sceneDefense) > 0>>@@color:lime;Elevated@@<<elseif ($preyWeakened + $sceneDefense) < -4>>@@color:red;''Vulnerable''@@<<elseif ($preyWeakened + $sceneDefense) < 0>>@@color:red;Weakened@@<<else>>Normal<</if>> ''Acid Level:'' <<if $usingAntacid>>@@color:yellow;[Neutralized]@@<<else>><<if $acidStage > 2>>@@color:lime;Full Tank@@<<elseif $acidStage > 1>>@@color:chartreuse;High@@<<elseif $acidStage > 0>>@@color:yellowgreen;Low@@<<else>>Trickling In<</if>><</if>> @@color:mediumPurple;''<<if $preyHealth <= 0>>==--$preyName--==<<else>>$preyName<</if>>''@@ ''Health Status:'' <<if $preyHealth <= 0>>@@color:lime;''Digested''@@<<elseif $preyHealth <= 5>>@@color:lime;''Nearly Food''@@<<elseif $preyHealth < ($preyHealthMax * 0.25)>>@@color:lime;Critical@@<<elseif $preyHealth < ($preyHealthMax * 0.5)>>@@color:chartreuse;Poor@@<<elseif $preyHealth < ($preyHealthMax * 0.75)>>@@color:yellowgreen;Faltering@@<<else>>Fine<</if>> ''Frustration:'' <<if _startFrustration > 4>>@@color:red;''Furious''@@<<elseif _startFrustration > 2>>@@color:red;Pissed@@<<elseif _startFrustration > 0>>@@color:orange;Annoyed@@<<else>>Normal<</if>> ''Exhaustion:'' <<if _startExhaustion > 4>>@@color:lime;''Running On Fumes''@@<<elseif _startExhaustion > 2>>@@color:lime;Drained@@<<elseif _startExhaustion > 0>>@@color:yellowgreen;Tired@@<<else>>Normal<</if>> <<else>> <<StaminaDisplay>> <</if>> <<elseif tags().contains("anal") and !tags().includes("noSidebar")>> <<if $showNumbers>> <<StaminaDisplay>> ''Current Position:'' <<set _tempAnalSideBarIndex to $depth-1>>@@color:yellow;$analSidebarDepthDisplay[_tempAnalSideBarIndex] ($depth / 5)@@ @@color:yellow;<<if $analFacing is 1>>Facing Towards Exit<<else>>Facing Towards Stomach<</if>>@@ @@color:mediumPurple;''$predName's Intestines''@@ <<if $analNonFatal>> @@color:yellowgreen;[Non-Fatal Intentions]@@ <</if>> ''Power:'' <<set _analSidebarPowerDisplay to ($predDefense + $sceneDefense - (2*$progress))>><<if _analSidebarPowerDisplay > 5>>@@color:red;''_analSidebarPowerDisplay''@@<<elseif _analSidebarPowerDisplay > 2>>@@color:red;_analSidebarPowerDisplay@@<<elseif _analSidebarPowerDisplay > 0>>@@color:orange;_analSidebarPowerDisplay@@<<elseif _analSidebarPowerDisplay < -5>>@@color:lime;''_analSidebarPowerDisplay''@@<<elseif _analSidebarPowerDisplay < -2>>@@color:lime;_analSidebarPowerDisplay@@<<elseif _analSidebarPowerDisplay < 0>>@@color:yellowgreen;_analSidebarPowerDisplay@@<<else>>_analSidebarPowerDisplay<</if>> ''Strain Level:'' <<if $predAnalStrain >= _strainThreshold>>@@color:lime;''$predAnalStrain / _strainThreshold''@@<<elseif $predAnalStrain >= (_strainThreshold*0.75)>>@@color:lime;$predAnalStrain / _strainThreshold@@<<elseif $predAnalStrain >= (_strainThreshold*0.5)>>@@color:chartreuse;$predAnalStrain / _strainThreshold@@<<elseif $predAnalStrain >= (_strainThreshold*0.25)>>@@color:yellowgreen;$predAnalStrain / _strainThreshold@@<<else>>$predAnalStrain / _strainThreshold<</if>> <<elseif !$classicDisplay>> <<StaminaDisplay>> ''Current Position:'' <<set _tempAnalSideBarIndex to $depth-1>>@@color:yellow;$analSidebarDepthDisplay[_tempAnalSideBarIndex]@@ @@color:yellow;<<if $analFacing is 1>>Facing Towards Exit<<else>>Facing Towards Stomach<</if>>@@ @@color:mediumPurple;''$predName's Intestines''@@ <<if $analNonFatal>> @@color:yellowgreen;[Non-Fatal Intentions]@@ <</if>> ''Power:'' <<set _analSidebarPowerDisplay to ($predDefense + $sceneDefense - (2*$progress))>><<if _analSidebarPowerDisplay > 5>>@@color:red;''Oppressive''@@<<elseif _analSidebarPowerDisplay > 2>>@@color:red;Intense@@<<elseif _analSidebarPowerDisplay > 0>>@@color:orange;Elevated@@<<elseif _analSidebarPowerDisplay < -5>>@@color:lime;''Neutralized''@@<<elseif _analSidebarPowerDisplay < -2>>@@color:lime;Worn Down@@<<elseif _analSidebarPowerDisplay < 0>>@@color:yellowgreen;Weakened@@<<else>>Normal<</if>> ''Status:'' <<if $predAnalStrain >= _strainThreshold>>@@color:lime;''Overworked''@@<<elseif $predAnalStrain >= (_strainThreshold*0.75)>>@@color:lime;Strained@@<<elseif $predAnalStrain >= (_strainThreshold*0.5)>>@@color:chartreuse;Sore@@<<elseif $predAnalStrain >= (_strainThreshold*0.25)>>@@color:yellowgreen;Tired@@<<else>>Fine<</if>> <<else>> <<StaminaDisplay>> <</if>> <<elseif tags().contains("unbirth") and !tags().includes("noSidebar")>> <<if $showNumbers>> <<StaminaDisplay>> ''Arousal:'' <<if $arousal >= $arousalMax>>@@color:magenta;''$arousal / $arousalMax''@@<<elseif $arousal >= ($arousalMax*0.75)>>@@color:magenta;''$arousal / $arousalMax''@@<<elseif $arousal >= ($arousalMax*0.5)>>@@color:deeppink;$arousal / $arousalMax@@<<else>>$arousal / $arousalMax<</if>> ''Disorientation:'' <<if _disorientation > 1>>@@color:red;Severe (_disorientation)@@<<elseif _disorientation is 1>>@@color:orange;Mild (_disorientation)@@<<else>>None (_disorientation)<</if>> <<if _repetition > 1>> @@color:orange;''Acting Predictably''@@<</if>> <<if $unbirthNearEscape>> @@color:yellow;Halfway out of womb!@@<</if>> @@color:mediumPurple;''$predName's Womb''@@ ''Arousal:'' <<if $predArousal >= $predArousalMax>>@@color:magenta;''$predArousal / $predArousalMax''@@<<elseif $predArousal >= ($predArousalMax*0.75)>>@@color:magenta;$predArousal / $predArousalMax@@<<elseif $predArousal >= ($predArousalMax*0.5)>>@@color:deeppink;$predArousal / $predArousalMax@@<<else>>$predArousal / $predArousalMax<</if>> ''Tightness:'' <<if _tightness > 1>>@@color:red;Severe (_tightness)@@<<elseif _tightness is 1>>@@color:orange;Mild (_tightness)@@<<else>>Normal (_tightness)<</if>> ''Frustration:'' <<if $preyFrustration > 2>>@@color:red;$preyFrustration@@<<elseif $preyFrustration is 2>>@@color:orange;$preyFrustration@@<<elseif $preyFrustration is 1>>@@color:yellow;$preyFrustration@@<<else>>$preyFrustration<</if>> ''Turn:'' <<if $turn is $unbirthLength>>@@color:yellow;$turn / $unbirthLength@@<<else>>$turn / $unbirthLength<</if>> <<elseif !$classicDisplay>> <<StaminaDisplay>> ''Arousal:'' <<if $arousal >= $arousalMax>>@@color:magenta;''<<if $lastAction is "orgasm">>Cumming<<else>>On the edge<</if>>''@@<<elseif $arousal >= ($arousalMax*0.75)>>@@color:magenta;Nearly there@@<<elseif $arousal >= ($arousalMax*0.5)>>@@color:deeppink;Feeling it@@<<elseif $arousal >= ($arousalMax*0.25)>>Heating up<<else>>Normal<</if>> ''Disorientation:'' <<if _disorientation > 1>>@@color:red;Severe@@<<elseif _disorientation is 1>>@@color:orange;Mild@@<<else>>None<</if>> <<if _repetition > 1>> @@color:orange;''Acting Predictably''@@<</if>> <<if $unbirthNearEscape>> @@color:yellow;Halfway out of womb!@@<</if>> @@color:mediumPurple;''$predName's Womb''@@ ''Arousal:'' <<if $predArousal >= $predArousalMax>>@@color:magenta;''<<if $predAction is "orgasm">>Cumming<<else>>On the edge<</if>>''@@<<elseif $predArousal >= ($predArousalMax*0.75)>>@@color:magenta;Nearly there@@<<elseif $predArousal >= ($predArousalMax*0.5)>>@@color:deeppink;Feeling it@@<<elseif $predArousal >= ($predArousalMax*0.25)>>Heating up<<else>>Normal<</if>> ''Tightness:'' <<if _tightness > 1>>@@color:red;Severe@@<<elseif _tightness is 1>>@@color:orange;Mild@@<<else>>Normal<</if>> ''Frustration:'' <<if $preyFrustration > 2>>@@color:red;Exasperated@@<<elseif $preyFrustration is 2>>@@color:orange;Annoyed@@<<elseif $preyFrustration is 1>>@@color:yellow;Irritated@@<<else>>None<</if>> ''Turn:'' <<if $turn is $unbirthLength>>@@color:yellow;$turn / $unbirthLength@@<<else>>$turn / $unbirthLength<</if>> <<else>> <<StaminaDisplay>> <</if>> <<else>> <<StaminaDisplay>> <</if>> <hr> <<if $difficulty is "easy">>\ @@color:mediumPurple;''Can predators eat you?''@@ <<if $alert>> <<button "No">> <<AlertToggle>> <</button>> <<else>> <<button "Yes">> <<AlertToggle>> <</button>> <</if>> @@color:mediumPurple;''Will you successfully swallow prey?''@@ <<if $aggressive>> <<button "Yes">> <<AggressionToggle>> <</button>> <<else>> <<button "No">> <<AggressionToggle>> <</button>> <</if>>\ <<else>>\ @@color:mediumPurple;''Awareness Of Predators''@@ <<if $alert>> <<button "On Alert">> <<AlertToggle>> <</button>> <<else>> <<button "Relaxed">> <<AlertToggle>> <</button>> <</if>> @@color:mediumPurple;''Aggression Towards Prey''@@ <<if $aggressive>> <<button "Aggressive">> <<AggressionToggle>> <</button>> <<else>> <<button "Relaxed">> <<AggressionToggle>> <</button>> <</if>>\ <</if>> <</widget>> <<widget "DialogueInterruption">> <<toggleclass "#actions" "hide">> <<toggleclass "#special" "hide">> <<toggleclass "#actionReminder" "hide">> <</widget>> <<widget "AlertToggle">> <<set $alert to !$alert>> <<if $alert>> <<if $difficulty is "easy">> <<replace "#preyToggle">><<button "No">><<AlertToggle>><</button>><</replace>> <<removeclass "#preyToggle" "deadly">> <<addclass "#preyToggle" "relaxed">> <<else>> <<replace "#preyToggle">><<button "On Alert">><<AlertToggle>><</button>><</replace>> <<removeclass "#preyToggle" "relaxed">> <<addclass "#preyToggle" "deadly">> <</if>> <<else>> <<if $difficulty is "easy">> <<replace "#preyToggle">><<button "Yes">><<AlertToggle>><</button>><</replace>> <<removeclass "#preyToggle" "relaxed">> <<addclass "#preyToggle" "deadly">> <<else>> <<replace "#preyToggle">><<button "Relaxed">><<AlertToggle>><</button>><</replace>> <<removeclass "#preyToggle" "deadly">> <<addclass "#preyToggle" "relaxed">> <</if>> <</if>> <</widget>> <<widget "AggressionToggle">> <<set $aggressive to !$aggressive>> <<if $aggressive>> <<if $difficulty is "easy">> <<replace "#predToggle">><<button "Yes">><<AggressionToggle>><</button>><</replace>> <<removeclass "#predToggle" "deadly">> <<addclass "#predToggle" "relaxed">> <<else>> <<replace "#predToggle">><<button "Aggressive">><<AggressionToggle>><</button>><</replace>> <<removeclass "#predToggle" "relaxed">> <<addclass "#predToggle" "deadly">> <</if>> <<else>> <<if $difficulty is "easy">> <<replace "#predToggle">><<button "No">><<AggressionToggle>><</button>><</replace>> <<removeclass "#predToggle" "relaxed">> <<addclass "#predToggle" "deadly">> <<else>> <<replace "#predToggle">><<button "Relaxed">><<AggressionToggle>><</button>><</replace>> <<removeclass "#predToggle" "deadly">> <<addclass "#predToggle" "relaxed">> <</if>> <</if>> <</widget>> <<widget "StaminaDisplay">> <<if $digestion > 0>> <<if $currentlyDigesting.length is 1>> <<if $digestion > 3>> You are currently digesting $currentlyDigesting[0].name. <<elseif $digestion > 1>> You are currently digesting what remains of $currentlyDigesting[0].name. <<else>> You are currently digesting what little remains of $currentlyDigesting[0].name. <</if>> <<else>> You are currently digesting <<for _i = ($currentlyDigesting.length - 1) ; _i >= 0 ; _i -= 1>> <<if (_i - 1) < 0>>and <</if>> <<if $currentlyDigesting[_i].remaining > 3>>$currentlyDigesting[_i].name<<elseif $currentlyDigesting[_i].remaining > 1>>what remains of $currentlyDigesting[_i].name<<else>>what little remains of $currentlyDigesting[_i].name<</if>><<if _i is 0>>.<<elseif $currentlyDigesting.length > 2>>, <<else>> <</if>> <</for>> <</if>> <</if>> <<if $outfitState != "normal">> <<if $outfitState is "drenched">>@@color:yellow;You're soaked in bodily fluids.@@<<elseif $outfitState is "damaged">>@@color:yellow;Your clothes are falling apart.@@<<else>>@@color:red;You're naked.@@<</if>> <</if>> <<if $showNumbers>> ''Stamina:'' <<if $stamina is $staminaMax>>@@color:lime;''$stamina/$staminaMax''@@<<elseif $stamina > ($staminaMax * .9)>>@@color:lime;$stamina/$staminaMax@@<<elseif $stamina > ($staminaMax * .75)>>@@color:chartreuse;$stamina/$staminaMax@@<<elseif $stamina > ($staminaMax * .6)>>@@color:greenyellow;$stamina/$staminaMax@@<<elseif $stamina > ($staminaMax * .45)>>@@color:yellow;$stamina/$staminaMax@@<<elseif $stamina > ($staminaMax * .3)>>@@color:orange;$stamina/$staminaMax@@<<elseif $stamina > ($staminaMax * .1)>>@@color:orangered;$stamina/$staminaMax@@<<elseif $stamina > 0>>@@color:red;$stamina@@<<else>>@@color:red;''$stamina/$staminaMax''@@<</if>><<if $overexerted>> @@color:red;''(Overexerted)''@@<</if>> <<else>> ''Stamina Level:'' <<if $stamina is $staminaMax>>@@color:lime;''Well Rested''@@<<elseif $stamina > ($staminaMax * .9)>>@@color:lime;Well Rested@@<<elseif $stamina > ($staminaMax * .75)>>@@color:chartreuse;High@@<<elseif $stamina > ($staminaMax * .6)>>@@color:greenyellow;Fine@@<<elseif $stamina > ($staminaMax * .45)>>@@color:yellow;Tired@@<<elseif $stamina > ($staminaMax * .3)>>@@color:orange;Drained@@<<elseif $stamina > ($staminaMax * .1)>>@@color:orangered;Exhausted@@<<elseif $stamina > 0>>@@color:red;Fatigued@@<<else>>@@color:red;''Fatigued''@@<</if>><<if $overexerted>> @@color:red;''(Overexerted)''@@<</if>> <</if>> <</widget>> <<widget "PreyActionReminder">> <<if $classicDisplay>> <<else>> <<switch $predAction>> <<case "massage">> @@color:grey;//[$predName is currently massaging her gut.]//@@ <<case "knead">> @@color:grey;//[$predName is currently kneading you through her belly.//]@@ <<case "crush">> @@color:grey;//[$predName is currently crushing you.]//@@ <<case "squeeze">> @@color:grey;//[$predName is currently squeezing you.]//@@ <<case "distracted">> @@color:grey;//[$predName is currently not paying any attention to you.]//@@ <<case "pleasure">> @@color:grey;//[$predName is currently getting pleasured.]//@@ <<case "taunt">> @@color:grey;//[$predName is currently taunting you.]//@@ <<case "tease">> @@color:grey;//[$predName is currently teasing you.]//@@ <<case "prolong">> @@color:grey;//[$predName is currently calming her stomach down.]//@@ <<case "focus">> @@color:grey;//[$predName is currently focusing on digesting you.]//@@ <<case "eat">> @@color:grey;//[$predName is currently eating other food.]//@@ <<case "shake">> @@color:grey;//[$predName is currently shaking her gut.]//@@ <<case "rest">> @@color:grey;//[$predName is resting after exhausting herself.]//@@ <<default>><</switch>> <</if>> <</widget>> <<widget "AnalPreyActionReminder">> <<if $classicDisplay>> <<else>> <<if $predAnalStrain >= _strainThreshold>> @@color:yellow;//[The walls of $predName's intestines seem to be strained and tiring out.]//@@ <<else>> <<switch $predAction>> <<case "in">> @@color:grey;//[$predName tried to pull you deeper in last turn.]//@@ <<case "out">> @@color:grey;//[$predName tried to push you out last turn.//]@@ <<case "rest">> @@color:grey;//[$predName left you alone to rest last turn.]//@@ <<case "squeeze">> @@color:grey;//[$predName squeezed you last turn.]//@@ <<default>><</switch>> <</if>> <</if>> <</widget>> <<widget "UnbirthPreyActionReminder">> <<if $classicDisplay>> <<else>> <<switch $predAction>> <<case "rest">> @@color:grey;//[$predName is currently taking a breather.]//@@ <<case "tease">> @@color:grey;//[$predName is currently teasing you.]//@@ <<case "caress">> @@color:grey;//[$predName is currently gently caressing her belly.//]@@ <<case "crush">> @@color:grey;//[$predName is currently crushing you.]//@@ <<case "pull">> @@color:grey;//[$predName is currently trying to pull you back in.]//@@ <<case "pleasure">> @@color:grey;//[$predName is currently being pleasured.]//@@ <<case "massage">> @@color:grey;//[$predName is currently lovingly massaging her belly]//@@ <<case "shake">> @@color:grey;//[$predName is currently shaking her gut.]//@@ <<case "orgasm">> @@color:magenta;//[$predName is in the middle of an orgasm.]//@@ <<default>><</switch>> <</if>> <</widget>> <<widget "PredActionReminder">> <<if $classicDisplay>> <<else>> <<switch $preyAction>> <<case "rest">> @@color:grey;//[$preyName is currently resting.]//@@ <<case "probe">> @@color:grey;//[$preyName is currently testing the walls of your stomach.//]@@ <<case "struggle">> @@color:grey;//[$preyName is currently struggling to get out.]//@@ <<case "rage">> @@color:grey;//[$preyName is currently thrashing against the walls of your stomach.]//@@ <<case "brace">> @@color:grey;//[$preyName is currently bracing herself.]//@@ <<default>><</switch>> <</if>> <</widget>> <<widget "OralXPCheck">> <<if $oralXP > $oralThreshold>> <<set $oralXP -= $oralThreshold>> <<set $oralProficiency += 1>> <<set $oralThreshold to Math.round($oralThreshold * 1.35)>> <<set $stomachStrength += 8>> @@color:lime;You feel more ready to handle future prey.<<if $showNumbers>> (+1 Oral Proficiency)<</if>>@@ <</if>> <</widget>> <<widget "ResilienceXPCheck">> <<if $resilienceXP > $resilienceThreshold>> <<if ($day is 1) and ($resilience > 1)>> /*prevent reaching level 3 on the first day already even if you started with +1*/ <<set $resilienceXP to $resilienceThreshold-1>> <<elseif ($day < 7) and ($resilience > 3)>> /*prevents reaching level 5 before the end of the first week, even if you started with +1*/ <<set $resilienceXP to $resilienceThreshold-1>> <<else>> <<set $resilienceXP -= $resilienceThreshold>> <<set $resilience += 1>> <<set $resilienceThreshold to Math.round($resilienceThreshold * 1.4)>> <<set $healthMax += 4>> <<set $health += 4>> @@color:lime;You feel like you're better equipped to escape from a predator in the future after this experience.<<if $showNumbers>> (+1 Resilience)<</if>>@@ <</if>> <</if>> <</widget>> <<widget "StrengthXPCheck">> <<if $strengthXP > $strengthThreshold>> <<if ($day < 7) and ($strength > 3)>>/*prevents reaching level 5 before the end of the first week even if you start with +1*/ <<set $strengthXP to $strengthThreshold-1>> <<else>> <<set $strengthXP -= $strengthThreshold>> <<set $strength += 1>> <<set $strengthThreshold to Math.round($strengthThreshold * 1.35)>> @@color:lime;You feel like you're getting stronger.<<if $showNumbers>> (+1 Strength)<</if>>@@ <</if>> <</if>> <</widget>> <<widget "CapacityXPCheck">> <<if $capacityXP > $capacityThreshold>> <<set $capacityXP -= $capacityThreshold>> <<set $capacity += 1>> <<set $maxFullCap to Math.trunc($capacity * 1.2)>> <<if $capacity > 5>> <<if $capacity is 7>> <<set $capacityThreshold to 120>> <<else>> <<set $capacityThreshold to 100>> <</if>> <</if>> @@color:lime;You feel like your stomach can stretch a little further now after spending so much time stuffed recently.<<if $showNumbers>> (+1 Capacity)<</if>>@@ <</if>> <</widget>> <<widget "AttendIntro">> <<set $introA += 1>> <<if $introA is 1>> <<set $oralXP += 20>> <<if $oralXP > $oralThreshold>> @@color:lime;Even after just one class, you feel like you're more capable of handling prey than before.<<if $showNumbers>> (+1 Oral Proficiency)<</if>>@@ <</if>> <<else>> <<set $oralXP += (5 + ($week*5))>> <<if $oralXP > $oralThreshold>> @@color:lime;Juniper's teaching is really sinking in, you feel like you're better prepared to handle prey in the future.<<if $showNumbers>> (+1 Oral Proficiency)<</if>>@@ <</if>> <</if>> <<silently>><<OralXPCheck>><</silently>> <</widget>> <<widget "AttendEscapism">> <<set $escapismA += 1>> <<if $escapismA is 1>> <<set $resilienceXP += 20>> <<if $resilienceXP > $resilienceThreshold>> @@color:lime;Even after just one class, you feel more equipped to handle escaping from a predator than you were before.<<if $showNumbers>> (+1 Resilience)<</if>>@@ <</if>> <<else>> <<set $resilienceXP += (5 + ($week*5))>> <<if $resilienceXP > $resilienceThreshold>> @@color:lime;Slate's teaching is really sinking in, you feel much more confident in your ability to escape from a predator than before.<<if $showNumbers>> (+1 Resilience)<</if>>@@ <</if>> <</if>> <<silently>><<ResilienceXPCheck>><</silently>> <</widget>> <<widget "AttendSurvival">> <<set $survivalA += 1>> <<if $survivalA is 1>> <<set $strengthXP += 10>> <<if $strengthXP > $strengthThreshold>> @@color:lime;Even after just one class, you feel more ready to fend off a predator than you were before.<<if $showNumbers>> (+1 Strength)<</if>>@@ <</if>> <<else>> <<set $strengthXP += 5>> <<if $strengthXP > $strengthThreshold>> @@color:lime;Steria's teaching is really sinking in, you feel much more confident in your abilities than before.<<if $showNumbers>> (+1 Strength)<</if>>@@ <</if>> <</if>> <<silently>><<StrengthXPCheck>><</silently>> <</widget>> <<widget "AttendAnatomy">> <<set $anatomyA += 1>> <<if $anatomyA is 1>> <<set $strengthXP += 6>> <<set $oralXP += 10>> <<set $resilienceXP += 10>> <<if ($strengthXP > $strengthThreshold) or ($oralXP > $oralThreshold) or ($resilienceXP > $resilienceThreshold)>> @@color:lime;Even after just one class, you can feel your skills improving.<<if $showNumbers>><<if $strengthXP > $strengthThreshold>> (+1 Strength)<</if>><<if $resilienceXP > $resilienceThreshold>> (+1 Resilience)<</if>><<if $oralXP > $oralThreshold>> (+1 Oral Proficiency)<</if>><</if>>@@ <</if>> <<else>> <<set $strengthXP += 3>> <<set $oralXP += (2+($week*3))>> <<set $resilienceXP += (2+($week*3))>> <<if ($strengthXP > $strengthThreshold) or ($oralXP > $oralThreshold) or ($resilienceXP > $resilienceThreshold)>> @@color:lime;Bora's teaching is really sinking in, you feel much more confident in your abilities than before.<<if $showNumbers>><<if $strengthXP > $strengthThreshold>> (+1 Strength)<</if>><<if $resilienceXP > $resilienceThreshold>> (+1 Resilience)<</if>><<if $oralXP > $oralThreshold>> (+1 Oral Proficiency)<</if>><</if>>@@ <</if>> <</if>> <<silently>><<StrengthXPCheck>><<ResilienceXPCheck>><<OralXPCheck>><</silently>> <</widget>> <<widget "Time">> <<set $time = $args[0]>><<include "TIME">> <</widget>> <<widget "Recap">> <<CapacityXPCheck>> <<linkreplace "Check Yourself">>@@color:grey;''What would you like to review?''@@ <<link "Relationships">> <<script>> Dialog.setup('Relationships'); Dialog.wiki(Story.get('relationshipMenu').processText()); Dialog.open(); <</script>> <</link>> <<link "Vore Encounters">> <<script>> Dialog.setup('Vore History'); Dialog.wiki(Story.get('voreRecap').processText()); Dialog.open(); <</script>> <</link>> <<link "Wardrobe and Other Belongings">> <<script>> Dialog.setup('Inventory'); Dialog.wiki(Story.get('inventoryMenu').processText()); Dialog.open(); <</script>> <</link>> <<link "Appearance">> <<script>> Dialog.setup('Appearance'); Dialog.wiki(Story.get('sidebarAppearance').processText()); Dialog.open(); <</script>> <</link>> <<link "Stats">> <<script>> Dialog.setup('Stats'); Dialog.wiki(Story.get('sidebarStats').processText()); Dialog.open(); <</script>> <</link>> <<link "Class Schedule">> <<script>> Dialog.setup('Class Schedule'); Dialog.wiki(Story.get('classSchedule').processText()); Dialog.open(); <</script>> <</link>> <</linkreplace>> <</widget>> /* Relationship Handlers */ <<widget "Emma">> <<set $emmaRel += $args[0]>> <<if $args[0] > 0>> @@color:lime;Your relationship with Emma has<<if $args[0] is 2>> really<<elseif $args[0] > 2>> greatly<</if>> improved!<<if $showNumbers>> (+$args[0])<</if>>@@ <<elseif $args[0] < 0>> @@color:red;Your relationship with Emma has gotten<<if $args[0] is -2>> significantly<<elseif $args[0] < -2>> drastically<</if>> worse.<<if $showNumbers>> ($args[0])<</if>>@@ <</if>> <</widget>> <<widget "Sam">> <<set $samRel += $args[0]>> <<if $args[0] > 0>> @@color:lime;Your relationship with Sam has<<if $args[0] is 2>> really<<elseif $args[0] > 2>> greatly<</if>> improved!<<if $showNumbers>> (+$args[0])<</if>>@@ <<elseif $args[0] < 0>> @@color:red;Your relationship with Sam has gotten<<if $args[0] is -2>> significantly<<elseif $args[0] < -2>> drastically<</if>> worse.<<if $showNumbers>> ($args[0])<</if>>@@ <</if>> <<if ($samRel > 3) and !$samPhone>> <<set $samPhone to true>> @@color:lime;You got Sam's phone number!@@ <</if>> <<if ($samRel > 5) and !$samDorm>> <<set $samDorm to true>> @@color:lime;Sam told you where her dorm room is!@@ <</if>> <</widget>> <<widget "Leah">> <<set $leahRel += $args[0]>> <<if $args[0] > 0>> @@color:lime;Your relationship with Leah has<<if $args[0] is 2>> really<<elseif $args[0] > 2>> greatly<</if>> improved!<<if $showNumbers>> (+$args[0])<</if>>@@ <<elseif $args[0] < 0>> @@color:red;Your relationship with Leah has gotten<<if $args[0] is -2>> significantly<<elseif $args[0] < -2>> drastically<</if>> worse.<<if $showNumbers>> ($args[0])<</if>>@@ <</if>> <<if ($leahRel > 3) and !$leahPhone>> <<set $leahPhone to true>> @@color:lime;You got Leah's phone number!@@ <</if>> <<if ($leahRel > 5) and !$leahDorm>> <<set $leahDorm to true>> @@color:lime;Leah told you where her dorm room is!@@ <</if>> <</widget>> <<widget "Alice">> <<set $aliceRel += $args[0]>> <<if $args[0] > 0>> @@color:lime;Your relationship with Alice has<<if $args[0] is 2>> really<<elseif $args[0] > 2>> greatly<</if>> improved!<<if $showNumbers>> (+$args[0])<</if>>@@ <<elseif $args[0] < 0>> @@color:red;Your relationship with Alice has gotten<<if $args[0] is -2>> significantly<<elseif $args[0] < -2>> drastically<</if>> worse.<<if $showNumbers>> ($args[0])<</if>>@@ <</if>> <<if ($aliceRel > 3) and !$alicePhone>> <<set $alicePhone to true>> @@color:lime;You got Alice's phone number!@@ <</if>> <<if ($aliceRel > 5) and !$aliceDorm>> <<set $aliceDorm to true>> @@color:lime;Alice told you where her dorm room is!@@ <</if>> <</widget>> <<widget "Mina">> <<set $minaRel += $args[0]>> <<if $args[0] > 0>> @@color:lime;Your relationship with Mina has<<if $args[0] is 2>> really<<elseif $args[0] > 2>> greatly<</if>> improved!<<if $showNumbers>> (+$args[0])<</if>>@@ <<elseif $args[0] < 0>> @@color:red;Your relationship with Mina has gotten<<if $args[0] is -2>> significantly<<elseif $args[0] < -2>> drastically<</if>> worse.<<if $showNumbers>> ($args[0])<</if>>@@ <</if>> <<if ($minaRel > 3) and !$minaPhone>> <<set $minaPhone to true>> @@color:lime;You got Mina's phone number!@@ <</if>> <<if ($minaRel > 5) and !$minaDorm>> <<set $minaDorm to true>> @@color:lime;Mina told you where her dorm room is!@@ <</if>> <</widget>> <<widget "Kayla">> <<set $kaylaRel += $args[0]>> <<if $args[0] > 0>> @@color:lime;Your relationship with Kayla has<<if $args[0] is 2>> really<<elseif $args[0] > 2>> greatly<</if>> improved!<<if $showNumbers>> (+$args[0])<</if>>@@ <<elseif $args[0] < 0>> @@color:red;Your relationship with Kayla has gotten<<if $args[0] is -2>> significantly<<elseif $args[0] < -2>> drastically<</if>> worse.<<if $showNumbers>> ($args[0])<</if>>@@ <</if>> <<if ($kaylaRel > 3) and !$kaylaPhone>> <<set $kaylaPhone to true>> @@color:lime;You got Kayla's phone number!@@ <</if>> <<if ($kaylaRel > 5) and !$kaylaDorm>> <<set $kaylaDorm to true>> @@color:lime;Kayla told you where her dorm room is!@@ <</if>> <</widget>> <<widget "Mallory">> <<set $malloryRel += $args[0]>> <<if $args[0] > 0>> @@color:lime;Your relationship with Mallory has<<if $args[0] is 2>> really<<elseif $args[0] > 2>> greatly<</if>> improved!<<if $showNumbers>> (+$args[0])<</if>>@@ <<elseif $args[0] < 0>> @@color:red;Your relationship with Mallory has gotten<<if $args[0] is -2>> significantly<<elseif $args[0] < -2>> drastically<</if>> worse.<<if $showNumbers>> ($args[0])<</if>>@@ <</if>> <<if ($malloryRel > 3) and !$malloryPhone>> <<set $malloryPhone to true>> @@color:lime;You got Mallory's phone number!@@ <</if>> <<if ($malloryRel > 5) and !$malloryDorm>> <<set $malloryDorm to true>> @@color:lime;Mallory told you where her dorm room is!@@ <</if>> <</widget>> <<widget "Couple">> <<set $freshCoupleRel += $args[0]>> <<if $args[0] > 0>> @@color:lime;Your relationship with Sarah and Alesha has<<if $args[0] is 2>> really<<elseif $args[0] > 2>> greatly<</if>> improved!<<if $showNumbers>> (+$args[0])<</if>>@@ <<elseif $args[0] < 0>> @@color:red;Your relationship with Sarah and Alesha has gotten<<if $args[0] is -2>> significantly<<elseif $args[0] < -2>> drastically<</if>> worse.<<if $showNumbers>> ($args[0])<</if>>@@ <</if>> <<if ($freshCoupleRel > 3) and !$sarahPhone>> <<set $sarahPhone to true>> @@color:lime;You got Sarah's phone number!@@ <</if>> <<if ($freshCoupleRel > 5) and !$sarahDorm>> <<set $sarahDorm to true>> @@color:lime;Sarah told you where her dorm room is!@@ <</if>> <<if ($freshCoupleRel > 3) and !$aleshaPhone>> <<set $aleshaPhone to true>> @@color:lime;You got Alesha's phone number!@@ <</if>> <<if ($freshCoupleRel > 5) and !$aleshaDorm>> <<set $aleshaDorm to true>> @@color:lime;Alesha told you where her dorm room is!@@ <</if>> <</widget>> <<widget "Leila">> <<set $leilaRel += $args[0]>> <<if $args[0] > 0>> @@color:lime;Your relationship with Leila has<<if $args[0] is 2>> really<<elseif $args[0] > 2>> greatly<</if>> improved!<<if $showNumbers>> (+$args[0])<</if>>@@ <<elseif $args[0] < 0>> @@color:red;Your relationship with Leila has gotten<<if $args[0] is -2>> significantly<<elseif $args[0] < -2>> drastically<</if>> worse.<<if $showNumbers>> ($args[0])<</if>>@@ <</if>> <<if ($leilaRel > 3) and !$leilaPhone>> <<set $leilaPhone to true>> @@color:lime;You got Leila's phone number!@@ <</if>> <<if ($leilaRel > 5) and !$leilaDorm>> <<set $leilaDorm to true>> @@color:lime;Leila told you where her dorm room is!@@ <</if>> <</widget>> <<widget "Cherry">> <<set $cherryRel += $args[0]>> <<if $args[0] > 0>> @@color:lime;Your relationship with Cherry has<<if $args[0] is 2>> really<<elseif $args[0] > 2>> greatly<</if>> improved!<<if $showNumbers>> (+$args[0])<</if>>@@ <<elseif $args[0] < 0>> @@color:red;Your relationship with Cherry has gotten<<if $args[0] is -2>> significantly<<elseif $args[0] < -2>> drastically<</if>> worse.<<if $showNumbers>> ($args[0])<</if>>@@ <</if>> <<if ($cherryRel > 3) and !$cherryPhone>> <<set $cherryPhone to true>> @@color:lime;You got Cherry's phone number!@@ <</if>> <<if ($cherryRel > 5) and !$cherryDorm>> <<set $cherryDorm to true>> @@color:lime;Cherry told you where her dorm room is!@@ <</if>> <</widget>> <<widget "Nadia">> <<set $nadiaRel += $args[0]>> <<if $args[0] > 0>> @@color:lime;Your relationship with Nadia has<<if $args[0] is 2>> really<<elseif $args[0] > 2>> greatly<</if>> improved!<<if $showNumbers>> (+$args[0])<</if>>@@ <<elseif $args[0] < 0>> @@color:red;Your relationship with Nadia has gotten<<if $args[0] is -2>> significantly<<elseif $args[0] < -2>> drastically<</if>> worse.<<if $showNumbers>> ($args[0])<</if>>@@ <</if>> <<if ($nadiaRel > 3) and !$nadiaPhone>> <<set $nadiaPhone to true>> @@color:lime;You got Nadia's phone number!@@ <</if>> <<if ($nadiaRel > 5) and !$nadiaDorm>> <<set $nadiaDorm to true>> @@color:lime;Nadia told you where her dorm room is!@@ <</if>> <</widget>> <<widget "Beli">> <<set $beliRel += $args[0]>> <<if $args[0] > 0>> @@color:lime;Your relationship with Beli has<<if $args[0] is 2>> really<<elseif $args[0] > 2>> greatly<</if>> improved!<<if $showNumbers>> (+$args[0])<</if>>@@ <<elseif $args[0] < 0>> @@color:red;Your relationship with Beli has gotten<<if $args[0] is -2>> significantly<<elseif $args[0] < -2>> drastically<</if>> worse.<<if $showNumbers>> ($args[0])<</if>>@@ <</if>> <<if ($beliRel > 3) and !$beliPhone>> <<set $beliPhone to true>> @@color:lime;You got Beli's phone number!@@ <</if>> <<if ($beliRel > 5) and !$beliDorm>> <<set $beliDorm to true>> @@color:lime;Beli told you where her dorm room is!@@ <</if>> <</widget>> <<widget "Sunny">> <<set $sunnyRel += $args[0]>> <<if $args[0] > 0>> @@color:lime;Your relationship with Sunny has<<if $args[0] is 2>> really<<elseif $args[0] > 2>> greatly<</if>> improved!<<if $showNumbers>> (+$args[0])<</if>>@@ <<elseif $args[0] < 0>> @@color:red;Your relationship with Sunny has gotten<<if $args[0] is -2>> significantly<<elseif $args[0] < -2>> drastically<</if>> worse.<<if $showNumbers>> ($args[0])<</if>>@@ <</if>> <<if ($sunnyRel > 3) and !$sunnyPhone>> <<set $sunnyPhone to true>> @@color:lime;You got Sunny's phone number!@@ <</if>> <<if ($sunnyRel > 5) and !$sunnyDorm>> <<set $sunnyDorm to true>> @@color:lime;Sunny told you where her dorm room is!@@ <</if>> <</widget>> <<widget "Charlotte">> <<set $charlotteRel += $args[0]>> <<if $args[0] > 0>> @@color:lime;Your relationship with Charlotte has<<if $args[0] is 2>> really<<elseif $args[0] > 2>> greatly<</if>> improved!<<if $showNumbers>> (+$args[0])<</if>>@@ <<elseif $args[0] < 0>> @@color:red;Your relationship with Charlotte has gotten<<if $args[0] is -2>> significantly<<elseif $args[0] < -2>> drastically<</if>> worse.<<if $showNumbers>> ($args[0])<</if>>@@ <</if>> <<if ($charlotteRel > 3) and !$charlottePhone>> <<set $charlottePhone to true>> @@color:lime;You got Charlotte's phone number!@@ <</if>> <<if ($charlotteRel > 5) and !$charlotteDorm>> <<set $charlotteDorm to true>> @@color:lime;Charlotte told you where her dorm room is!@@ <</if>> <</widget>> <<widget "OvernightChange">> <<set $startBreastSize to $breastSize>> <<set $startFat to $fat>> <<set $startButtSize to $buttSize>> <<set $digestionEvent to false>>/* This is only used to track overnight digestion in the morning when it needs to be addressed, so having it set to false at the start of overnight change lets me not worry about resetting it in the morning passages and works as a failsafe for situations from mods or that I just overlooked where it can be set to true without any handling in the morning, which would bleed over incorrectly into later days */ <<set $health to $healthMax>> <<set $stomachHealth to $stomachStrength>> <<if $fat > 30>> <<set _temp to Math.max(0, Math.ceil(($fat - 30)/10))*-1>> <<ModifyWeight _temp>> <</if>> <<if $breastFat > 35>> <<set _temp to Math.max(0, Math.ceil(($breastFat - 35)/15))*-1>> <<ModifyBreastFat _temp>> <</if>> <<if $buttFat > 40>> <<set _temp to Math.max(0, Math.ceil(($buttFat - 40)/20))*-1>> <<ModifyButtFat _temp>> <</if>> <<set $staminaRegenCap to ($staminaMax * (0.65 + ($strength * .02)))>> <<if $overexerted>> <<set $stamina to $staminaRegenCap>> <<set $overexerted to false>> <<else>> <<set $stamina to $staminaMax>> <</if>> <<if $fullness > 0>> <<for _i to 0; _i < 16; _i++>> <<set $digestionTimer += randomFloat(0.22, 0.28)>> <<if $fullness > ($capacity * 0.5)>> <<if $fullness > $capacity>> <<set $capacityXP += 5>> <<elseif $fullness == $capacity>> <<set $capacityXP += 3>> <<else>> <<set $capacityXP += 1>> <</if>> <</if>> <<if $digestion < 1>><<set $digestionTimer to 0>><</if>> <<if $digestionTimer > $digestionThreshold>> <<IncrementDigestion>> <<set $digestionEvent to true>> <</if>> <</for>> <</if>> <</widget>> <<widget "Workout">> <<set $stamina to Math.max(0, $stamina-10)>> <<set $workedOut += 1>> <<set $strengthXP += 8>> <<StrengthXPCheck>> <<if $fat < 20>> <<set _weightChange to random(1,2)*-1>> <<elseif $fat < 35>> <<set _weightChange to random(4,7)*-1>> <<elseif $fat < 50>> <<set _weightChange to random(6,9)*-1>> <<else>> <<set _weightChange to random(8,12)*-1>> <</if>> <<ModifyWeight _weightChange>> <<set _breastChange to (randomFloat(1.5,3.5)*-1)>> <<ModifyBreastFat _breastChange>> <<set _buttChange to (randomFloat(1.5,3.5)*-1)>> <<ModifyButtFat _buttChange>> <</widget>> <<widget "RandomColor">> <<set _colors to ["Purple", "Red", "Green", "Yellow", "Blue", "Orange", "Pink", "Brown", "Cyan", "Magenta", "Teal"]>> <<set _roll to random(0,(_colors.length - 1))>> <<set _color to _colors[_roll]>> <</widget>> <<widget "RandomName">> <<set _firstNames to ["Mary", "Kylie", "Jane", "Marissa", "Janine", "Raven", "Daisy", "Haruka", "Amy", "Amanda", "Lola", "Yuna", "Rose", "Madeline", "Mindy", "Elena", "Eliza", "Sophia", "Gwen", "Ava", "Juliet", "Emani", "Zara", "Camila", "Dawn", "Rebecca", "Jenny", "Allison", "Naomi", "Elizabeth", "Abigail", "Hazel", "Giani", "Luna", "Eleanor", "Aria", "Natalie", "Dani", "Audrey", "Savannah", "Skylar", "Winona", "Dakota", "Bridget", "Amara", "Sakura", "Dari", "Kamala", "Kareena"]>> <<set _lastNames to ["Roe", "Smith", "Brown", "Davis", "Lee", "Sanchez", "Young", "Torres", "Hill", "Bouchard", "Gagnon", "Mora", "Garcia", "Vasquez", "Reyes", "Johnson", "Parker", "Cook", "Stewart", "Nguyen", "Murphy", "Cox", "Jenkins", "Morales", "Wilson", "Sallow", "Schmidt", "Wolf", "Jacobs", "Olsen", "Hanson", "Conti", "Falk", "Faber", "Nyxon", "Kurtis", "Lin", "Chen", "Amar", "Tanaka", "Yang", "Mori", "Aoki", "Rye", "Laghari", "Grover", "Patel", "Chase"]>> <<set _roll to random(0,(_firstNames.length - 1))>> <<set _fname to _firstNames[_roll]>> <<set _roll to random(0,(_lastNames.length - 1))>> <<set _lname to _lastNames[_roll]>> <</widget>> <<widget "TabletopDisplay">> <div>@@color:#ffe2b3;''$dungeonName $dungeonLast''@@ Lvl $dungeonLevel <<if $dungeonCharacter is "naga">>Naga Priestess<<elseif $dungeonCharacter is "elf">>Elf Mage<<else>>Human Knight<</if>></div> <<if $dungeonHealth.current <= ($dungeonHealth.max / 4)>>@@color:red;''$dungeonHealth.current / $dungeonHealth.max HP''@@<<elseif $dungeonHealth.current <= ($dungeonHealth.max / 2)>>@@color:yellow;''$dungeonHealth.current / $dungeonHealth.max HP''@@ <<else>>@@color:lime;''$dungeonHealth.current / $dungeonHealth.max HP''@@<</if>> <<if $dungeonStomach > 0>> @@color:orange;$dungeonVoreMessage@@ <</if>> <</widget>> <<widget "TabletopName">> <<set _firstNames to ["Gwendolyn", "Sloane", "Fiora", "Nee", "Jasmine", "Lillian", "Tabitha", "Argent", "Star", "Luna", "Arowell", "Tiel", "Rin", "Ava", "Ikora", "Gem", "Valerie", "Nokama", "Malva", "Miram", "Adrea", "Filia", "Veela", "Lenora", "Primrose", "Morgana", "Amira", "Clara"]>> <<set _lastNames to ["Falk", "Silverleaf", "Brimstone", "Star", "Melody", "Nightshade", "Dreamer", "Firehorn", "Rilbana", "Durin", "Cescine", "Freehold", "Craghammar", "Longtalon", "Myst", "Forge", "Storm", "Lahari", "Morn", "Daybreak", "Twilight", "Mae", "Moonfeather"]>> <<set _roll to random(0,(_firstNames.length - 1))>> <<set _fname to _firstNames[_roll]>> <<set _roll to random(0,(_lastNames.length - 1))>> <<set _lname to _lastNames[_roll]>> <</widget>> <<widget "DisplayDate">> <<switch $day>> <<case 1>> <<print "Sunday, September 1st">> <<case 2>> <<print "Monday, September 2nd">> <<case 3>> <<print "Tuesday, September 3rd">> <<case 4>> <<print "Wednesday, September 4th">> <<case 5>> <<print "Thursday, September 5th">> <<case 6>> <<print "Friday, September 6th">> <<case 7>> <<print "Saturday, September 7th">> <<case 8>> <<print "Monday, October 28th">> <<case 9>> <<print "Tuesday, October 29th">> <<case 10>> <<print "Wednesday, October 30th">> <<case 11>> <<print "Thursday, October 31st">> <<case 12>> <<print "Friday, November 1st">> <<case 13>> <<print "Saturday, November 2nd">> <<case 14>> <<print "Sunday, November 3rd">> <<case 0>> <<print "NEW GAME">> <<default>> <<print "DAY STATUS: $day ; This is an error, report to Os if you're seeing this and haven't edited your file in any way.">> <</switch>> <</widget>> <<widget "CharacterPrey">> /* takes two arguments: first is just the character's name, second is their prey variable */ <<set _preyList to $args[1]>> <<if $args[0] is "Sam">> <<set _rand to random(0,2)>> <<else>> <<set _rand to random(0,3)>> <</if>> To your knowledge, $args[0] has eaten @@color:cyan;_preyList.length@@ <<if _preyList.length is 1>>person<<else>>people<</if>> since the start of the year. <<if _preyList.length > 0>> The following girls <<switch _rand>> <<case 0>> have been reduced to fat on her body: <<case 1>> are now padding out her thighs: <<case 2>> have been digested by her: <<case 3>> are boosting her bust size: <</switch>> <ul> <<for _i = 0; _i < _preyList.length; _i++>> <li><<if _preyList[_i].status is "major">> @@color:gold;_preyList[_i].name@@\ <<elseif _preyList[_i].status is "minor">> @@color:cyan;_preyList[_i].name@@\ <<else>> _preyList[_i].name\ <</if>><<if _preyList[_i].details != "none">>, _preyList[_i].details <</if>></li> <</for>> </ul><</if>> <</widget>> <<widget "CheckIntroInformation">> <<if $difficulty is "easy">> <<print " @@color:grey;Note: God mode selected.@@">> <<elseif $difficulty is "hard">> <<print " @@color:grey;Note: Hardcore mode selected.@@">> <</if>> <<set _n to $name.toUpperCase()>> <<set _namesToCheck to ["EMMA", "SAM", "LEAH", "ALICE", "MINA", "SARAH", "ALESHA", "KAYLA", "MALLORY", "BELI", "LEILA", "CHERRY", "NADIA", "SUNNY", "CHARLOTTE", "MAEVE", "KIM", "ZOEY", "CLAIRE", "MATILDA", "BETTY", "CASSIDY", "MANDY", "MORGAN", "JANET", "KIRA", "IZUMI", "CALINA", "MARIE", "JOAN", "ERIKA", "MIRANDA", "PENNY", "KENDRA", "AYA", "CYNTHIA", "RACHEL", "DARCY", "ELLY"]>> <<for _i = 0; _i < _namesToCheck.length; _i++>> <<if _n is _namesToCheck[_i]>> <<print " @@color:grey;Warning: There is a <<if _i > 14>>minor<<else>>major<</if>> character named $name. You're free to use it still if you want, but your name being identical to hers will not be acknowledged by anyone and may lead to confusing dialogue.@@">> <<break>> <</if>> <</for>> <<if $weightGainMod is 0>> <<print " @@color:grey;Warning: Weight gain has been disabled entirely with your current selection. You can play without it if you prefer, but be aware that there are some weight-dependant scenes that may become inaccessible.@@">> <<elseif $weightGainMod < 1>> <<print " @@color:grey;Note: Weight gain has been reduced by 50% with your current selection. Be aware that the game is written around standard weight gain so you may potentially miss out on certain weight-dependant scenes with it reduced.@@">> <<elseif $weightGainMod > 1>> <<print " @@color:grey;Note: Weight gain has been increased by 50% with your current selection. Be aware that the game is written around standard weight gain so you may not see high levels of weight be acknowledged in earlier content.@@">> <</if>> <<if $weightLossMod is 0>> <<print " @@color:grey;Warning: Weight loss has been disabled entirely with your current selection, meaning once you gain weight from prey your character will be permanently fatter. You can play without it if you prefer, but be aware <<if $weightGainMod is 0>>that some weight-dependant scenes may become inaccessible depending on your starting weight. Also, when you work out you will still get a message about losing weight even though you didn't, just ignore it.<<else>>of a few things: 1. There are some weight-dependant scenes that may become inaccessible, 2. You can easily exceed the maximum weight the game ever accounts for you having with this setting which may break immersion, and 3. When you work out you will still get a message about losing weight even though you didn't, just ignore it.<</if>>@@">> <<elseif $weightLossMod < 1>> <<print " @@color:grey;Note: Weight loss has been reduced by 50% with your current selection.<<if $weightGainMod > 0>> This will make it harder to manage your weight if you are an active predator, and may make a small amount of early content inaccessible depending on your starting weight since options to lose weight are limited.<</if>>@@">> <<elseif $weightLossMod > 1>> <<print " @@color:grey;Note: Weight loss has been increased by 50% with your current selection.@@">> <</if>> <<if $breastGainMod is 0>> <<print " @@color:grey;Warning: Breast size increase from digesting prey has been disabled entirely with your current selection. You can play without it if you prefer, but be aware that there are some weight-dependant scenes that may become inaccessible.<<if $weightBias < 100>> BE AWARE: Your current weight distribution settings still leave some chance for weight to go towards your breasts instead of your butt, which will be wasted with breast growth disabled like this.<</if>>@@">> <<elseif $breastGainMod < 1>> <<print " @@color:grey;Note: Breast size increase from digesting prey has been reduced by 50% with your current selection. Be aware that the game is written around standard weight gain so you may potentially miss out on certain weight-dependant scenes with it reduced.@@">> <<elseif $breastGainMod > 1>> <<print " @@color:grey;Note: Breast size increase from digesting prey has been increased by 50% with your current selection. Be aware that the game is written around standard weight gain so you may not see high levels of weight be acknowledged in earlier content.@@">> <</if>> <<if $breastLossMod is 0>> <<print " @@color:grey;Warning: Breast size reduction when losing weight has been disabled entirely with your current selection<<if $breastGainMod != 0>>, meaning once you gain weight from prey your character will have permanently bigger tits. Be aware that your bust may grow beyond what the game is equipped to describe<</if>>.@@">> <<elseif $breastLossMod < 1>> <<print " @@color:grey;Note: Breast size reduction when losing weight has been reduced by 50% with your current selection.@@">> <<elseif $breastLossMod > 1>> <<print " @@color:grey;Note: Breast size reduction when losing weight has been increased by 50% with your current selection.@@">> <</if>> <<if $buttGainMod is 0>> <<print " @@color:grey;Warning: Butt size increase from digesting prey has been disabled entirely with your current selection. You can play without it if you prefer, but be aware that there are some weight-dependant scenes that may become inaccessible.<<if $weightBias > 0>> BE AWARE: Your current weight distribution settings still leave some chance for weight to go towards your butt instead of your breasts, which will be wasted with butt growth disabled like this.<</if>>@@">> <<elseif $buttGainMod < 1>> <<print " @@color:grey;Note: Butt size increase from digesting prey has been reduced by 50% with your current selection. Be aware that the game is written around standard weight gain so you may potentially miss out on certain weight-dependant scenes with it reduced.@@">> <<elseif $buttGainMod > 1>> <<print " @@color:grey;Note: Butt size increase from digesting prey has been increased by 50% with your current selection. Be aware that the game is written around standard weight gain so you may not see high levels of weight be acknowledged in earlier content.@@">> <</if>> <<if $buttLossMod is 0>> <<print " @@color:grey;Warning: Butt size reduction when losing weight has been disabled entirely with your current selection<<if $buttGainMod != 0>>, meaning once you gain weight from prey your character will have a permanently bigger butt. Be aware that your ass may grow beyond what the game is equipped to describe<</if>>.@@">> <<elseif $buttLossMod < 1>> <<print " @@color:grey;Note: Butt size reduction when losing weight has been reduced by 50% with your current selection.@@">> <<elseif $buttLossMod > 1>> <<print " @@color:grey;Note: Butt size reduction when losing weight has been increased by 50% with your current selection.@@">> <</if>> <<if $weightBias >= 100>> <<print " @@color:grey;Warning: With your current weight distribution selection, you will never gain weight on your breasts regardless of your breast weight settings.@@">> <<elseif $weightBias <= 0>> <<print " @@color:grey;Warning: With your current weight distribution selection, you will never gain weight on your butt regardless of your butt weight settings.@@">> <</if>> <<print " ">> <<link "Recheck Information">><<replace "#check">><<CheckIntroInformation>><</replace>><</link>> <</widget>> <<widget "SetPlayerSize">> /*Cleaning up code, all the new widgets like this are separating out reused logic so that I can easily tweak any checks/calculations as needed without having to hunt down everywhere I lazily copied/pasted it*/ <<if $fat >= 75>> <<set $playerSize to 7>> <<elseif $fat >= 35>> <<set $playerSize to 6>> <<else>> <<set $playerSize to 5>> <</if>> <</widget>> <<widget "SetStaminaRegenRate">> <<if $fat < 20>> <<set $staminaRegenMulti to 0.03>> <<elseif $fat < 35>> <<set $staminaRegenMulti to 0.025>> <<elseif $fat < 50>> <<set $staminaRegenMulti to 0.02>> <<elseif $fat < 75>> <<set $staminaRegenMulti to 0.015>> <<else>> <<set $staminaRegenMulti to 0.01>> <</if>> <</widget>> <<widget "SetBreastSize">> <<if $breastGainMod is 0>> <<set $breastSize to $breastBase>> <<else>> <<set $breastSize to (Math.trunc($breastFat) + $totalPrey + $breastBase)>> <</if>> <</widget>> <<widget "ModifyBreastFat">> <<if $args[0] >= 0>> <<set _mod to $breastGainMod>> <<else>> <<set _mod to $breastLossMod>> <</if>> <<set $breastFat to Math.max(0, $breastFat + ($args[0] * _mod))>> <<SetBreastSize>> <</widget>> <<widget "ModifyWeight">> <<if $args[0] >= 0>> <<set _mod to $weightGainMod>> <<else>> <<set _mod to $weightLossMod>> <</if>> <<set $fat to Math.max(0, $fat + ($args[0] * _mod))>> <<SetPlayerSize>> <<SetStaminaRegenRate>> <</widget>> <<widget "SetButtSize">> <<if $buttGainMod is 0>> <<set $buttSize to $buttBase>> <<else>> <<set $buttSize to (Math.trunc($buttFat) + $totalPrey + $buttBase)>> <</if>> <</widget>> <<widget "ModifyButtFat">> <<if $args[0] >= 0>> <<set _mod to $buttGainMod>> <<else>> <<set _mod to $buttLossMod>> <</if>> <<set $buttFat to Math.max(0, $buttFat + ($args[0] * _mod))>> <<SetButtSize>> <</widget>> <<widget "IncrementDigestion">> <<set $digestion -= 1>> <<set $fullness -= 1>> <<set $currentlyDigesting[0].remaining -= 1>> <<if $currentlyDigesting[0].remaining <= 0>> <<set $currentlyDigesting.deleteAt(0)>> <</if>> <<set $digestionTimer -= $digestionThreshold>> <<set _roll to random(1,20)>> <<if _roll is 20>> <<set _weightChange to 2>> <<elseif _roll <= 3>> <<set _weightChange to 0>> <<else>> <<set _weightChange to 2>> <</if>> <<ModifyWeight _weightChange>> <<set _roll to random(1,100)>> <<set _bChange to randomFloat(0.6,1.2)>> <<if _roll > $weightBias>> <<ModifyBreastFat _bChange>> <<else>> <<ModifyButtFat _bChange>> <</if>> <<if $digestion <= 0>> <<set $digestionTimer to 0>> <</if>> <</widget>> <<widget "WeekEnd">> <<set $health to $healthMax>> <<set $stomachHealth to $stomachStrength>> /* finish any digestion the player still had and reset appropriate values */ <<if $digestion > 0>> <<for $digestion > 0>> <<set $digestionTimer += randomFloat(0.22, 0.28)>> <<if $fullness > ($capacity * 0.5)>> <<if $fullness > $capacity>> <<set $capacityXP += 5>> <<elseif $fullness == $capacity>> <<set $capacityXP += 3>> <<else>> <<set $capacityXP += 1>> <</if>> <</if>> <<if $digestionTimer > $digestionThreshold>> <<IncrementDigestion>> <</if>> <</for>> <</if>> <<set $digestionTimer to 0>> <<set $digestionEvent to false>> <<silently>><<CapacityXPCheck>><</silently>> /*Still calculate overnight weight loss for the last day of the week */ <<if $fat > 30>> <<set _temp to Math.max(0, Math.ceil(($fat - 30)/10))*-1>> <<ModifyWeight _temp>> <</if>> <<if $breastFat > 35>> <<set _temp to Math.max(0, Math.ceil(($breastFat - 35)/15))*-1>> <<ModifyBreastFat _temp>> <</if>> <<if $buttFat > 40>> <<set _temp to Math.max(0, Math.ceil(($buttFat - 40)/20))*-1>> <<ModifyButtFat _temp>> <</if>> <<set $startBreastSize to $breastSize>> <<set $startFat to $fat>> <<set $startButtSize to $buttSize>> /* Check if player ranked up this week and update variables accordingly */ <<set _rankUp to false>> <<set _skillCapacity to ($capacity - 5)>> <<set _skillHighest to Math.max($oralProficiency, $resilience, $strength, _skillCapacity, $analProficiency, $unbirthProficiency)>> <<set _skillTotal to (Math.max($oralProficiency, $analProficiency, $unbirthProficiency) + $resilience + $strength + _skillCapacity)>> <<if $skillLevel is 0>> <<if (_skillHighest > 2) and (_skillTotal > 7)>> <<set _rankUp to true>> <<set $skillLevel to 1>> <<if $difficulty != "easy">><<set $staminaMax += 15>><</if>> <</if>> <</if>>/*TODO: add checks for later rank ups in future weeks*/ /* Check player fitness */ <<if ($workedOut > 9) and (($workedOut - $weekStartValues.workedOut) > 3)>> <<set _fitnessAchieved to true>> <<set $weightFit to true>> <<else>> <<set _fitnessAchieved to false>> <<set $weightFit to false>> <</if>> /*Might need to further adjust this later, but not possible to trigger until the end of week 2 at earliest so not worried at the moment. This will definitely have a message in the end of week thing if your status changes, but I also might add a weight change section to the recap just in general next time */ /* Reset stamina related values to baseline. Also resets clothing just in case */ <<set $staminaRegenCap to ($staminaMax * (0.65 + ($strength * .02)))>> <<set $stamina to $staminaMax>> <<set $overexerted to false>> <<set $outfitState to "normal">> <<set $outfit to "normal">> /* Check for week end relationship values */ <<set _badRelationship to "none">> <<set _goodRelationship to "none">> <<set _highestRel to 0>> <<set _lowestRel to 0>> <<set _goodRelationship to 0>> <<set _startRelationship to 0>> <<set _currentRelationship to 0>> <<for _i = 0; _i < 14; _i++>> <<set _relationshipScore to 0>> <<set _checkType to 0>> <<set _startRelationship to $weekStartValues.relationships[_i]>> <<switch _i>> <<case 0>> <<if $emmaEnd is "alive">> <<set _currentRelationship to $emmaRel>> <<WeekEndRelationshipCalc>> <<if _checkType > 0>> <<if _relationshipScore > _highestRel>> <<set _highestRel to _relationshipScore>> <<set _goodRelationship to "emma">> <</if>> <<elseif _checkType < 0>> <<if _relationshipScore > _lowestRel>> <<set _lowestRel to _relationshipScore>> <<set _badRelationship to "emma">> <</if>> <</if>> <</if>> <<case 1>> <<if $samEnd is "alive">> <<set _currentRelationship to $samRel>> <<WeekEndRelationshipCalc>> <<if _checkType > 0>> <<if _relationshipScore > _highestRel>> <<set _highestRel to _relationshipScore>> <<set _goodRelationship to "sam">> <</if>> <<elseif _checkType < 0>> <<if _relationshipScore > _lowestRel>> <<set _lowestRel to _relationshipScore>> <<set _badRelationship to "sam">> <</if>> <</if>> <</if>> <<case 2>> <<if $leahEnd is "alive">> <<set _currentRelationship to $leahRel>> <<WeekEndRelationshipCalc>> <<if _checkType > 0>> <<if _relationshipScore > _highestRel>> <<set _highestRel to _relationshipScore>> <<set _goodRelationship to "leah">> <</if>> <<elseif _checkType < 0>> <<if _relationshipScore > _lowestRel>> <<set _lowestRel to _relationshipScore>> <<set _badRelationship to "leah">> <</if>> <</if>> <</if>> <<case 3>> <<if $aliceEnd is "alive">> <<set _currentRelationship to $aliceRel>> <<WeekEndRelationshipCalc>> <<if _checkType > 0>> <<if _relationshipScore > _highestRel>> <<set _highestRel to _relationshipScore>> <<set _goodRelationship to "alice">> <</if>> <<elseif _checkType < 0>> <<if _relationshipScore > _lowestRel>> <<set _lowestRel to _relationshipScore>> <<set _badRelationship to "alice">> <</if>> <</if>> <</if>> <<case 4>> <<if $malloryEnd is "alive">> <<set _currentRelationship to $malloryRel>> <<WeekEndRelationshipCalc>> <<if _checkType > 0>> <<if _relationshipScore > _highestRel>> <<set _highestRel to _relationshipScore>> <<set _goodRelationship to "mallory">> <</if>> <<elseif _checkType < 0>> <<if _relationshipScore > _lowestRel>> <<set _lowestRel to _relationshipScore>> <<set _badRelationship to "mallory">> <</if>> <</if>> <</if>> <<case 5>> <<if $kaylaEnd is "alive">> <<set _currentRelationship to $kaylaRel>> <<WeekEndRelationshipCalc>> <<if _checkType > 0>> <<if _relationshipScore > _highestRel>> <<set _highestRel to _relationshipScore>> <<set _goodRelationship to "kayla">> <</if>> <<elseif _checkType < 0>> <<if _relationshipScore > _lowestRel>> <<set _lowestRel to _relationshipScore>> <<set _badRelationship to "kayla">> <</if>> <</if>> <</if>> <<case 6>> <<if ($sarahEnd is "alive") or ($aleshaEnd is "alive")>> <<set _currentRelationship to $freshCoupleRel>> <<WeekEndRelationshipCalc>> <<if _checkType > 0>> <<if _relationshipScore > _highestRel>> <<set _highestRel to _relationshipScore>> <<set _goodRelationship to "couple">> <</if>> <<elseif _checkType < 0>> <<if _relationshipScore > _lowestRel>> <<set _lowestRel to _relationshipScore>> <<set _badRelationship to "couple">> <</if>> <</if>> <</if>> <<case 7>> <<if $minaEnd is "alive">> <<set _currentRelationship to $minaRel>> <<WeekEndRelationshipCalc>> <<if _checkType > 0>> <<if _relationshipScore > _highestRel>> <<set _highestRel to _relationshipScore>> <<set _goodRelationship to "mina">> <</if>> <<elseif _checkType < 0>> <<if _relationshipScore > _lowestRel>> <<set _lowestRel to _relationshipScore>> <<set _badRelationship to "mina">> <</if>> <</if>> <</if>> <<case 8>> <<if $cherryEnd is "alive">> <<set _currentRelationship to $cherryRel>> <<WeekEndRelationshipCalc>> <<if _checkType > 0>> <<if _relationshipScore > _highestRel>> <<set _highestRel to _relationshipScore>> <<set _goodRelationship to "cherry">> <</if>> <<elseif _checkType < 0>> <<if _relationshipScore > _lowestRel>> <<set _lowestRel to _relationshipScore>> <<set _badRelationship to "cherry">> <</if>> <</if>> <</if>> <<case 9>> <<if $nadiaEnd is "alive">> <<set _currentRelationship to $nadiaRel>> <<WeekEndRelationshipCalc>> <<if _checkType > 0>> <<if _relationshipScore > _highestRel>> <<set _highestRel to _relationshipScore>> <<set _goodRelationship to "nadia">> <</if>> <<elseif _checkType < 0>> <<if _relationshipScore > _lowestRel>> <<set _lowestRel to _relationshipScore>> <<set _badRelationship to "nadia">> <</if>> <</if>> <</if>> <<case 10>> <<if $beliEnd is "alive">> <<set _currentRelationship to $beliRel>> <<WeekEndRelationshipCalc>> <<if _checkType > 0>> <<if _relationshipScore > _highestRel>> <<set _highestRel to _relationshipScore>> <<set _goodRelationship to "beli">> <</if>> <<elseif _checkType < 0>> <<if _relationshipScore > _lowestRel>> <<set _lowestRel to _relationshipScore>> <<set _badRelationship to "beli">> <</if>> <</if>> <</if>> <<case 11>> <<if $leilaEnd is "alive">> <<set _currentRelationship to $leilaRel>> <<WeekEndRelationshipCalc>> <<if _checkType > 0>> <<if _relationshipScore > _highestRel>> <<set _highestRel to _relationshipScore>> <<set _goodRelationship to "leila">> <</if>> <<elseif _checkType < 0>> <<if _relationshipScore > _lowestRel>> <<set _lowestRel to _relationshipScore>> <<set _badRelationship to "leila">> <</if>> <</if>> <</if>> <<case 12>> <<if $sunnyEnd is "alive">> <<set _currentRelationship to $sunnyRel>> <<WeekEndRelationshipCalc>> <<if _checkType > 0>> <<if _relationshipScore > _highestRel>> <<set _highestRel to _relationshipScore>> <<set _goodRelationship to "sunny">> <</if>> <<elseif _checkType < 0>> <<if _relationshipScore > _lowestRel>> <<set _lowestRel to _relationshipScore>> <<set _badRelationship to "sunny">> <</if>> <</if>> <</if>> <<case 13>> <<if $charlotteEnd is "alive">> <<set _currentRelationship to $charlotteRel>> <<WeekEndRelationshipCalc>> <<if _checkType > 0>> <<if _relationshipScore > _highestRel>> <<set _highestRel to _relationshipScore>> <<set _goodRelationship to "charlotte">> <</if>> <<elseif _checkType < 0>> <<if _relationshipScore > _lowestRel>> <<set _lowestRel to _relationshipScore>> <<set _badRelationship to "charlotte">> <</if>> <</if>> <</if>> <</switch>> <</for>> /* Determine reputation */ <<set _voreRep to "none">> <<set _voreCheckDone to false>> <<set _totalPreyThisWeek to ($totalPrey - $weekStartValues.totalPrey)>> <<set _totalEscapesThisWeek to ($totalEscaped - $weekStartValues.totalEscaped)>> <<for !_voreCheckDone>> /*This is a janky use of a loop since its never actually intended to repeat but according to documentation for macros are the only context I can use break to end code execution early */ <<set _apexTally to 0>> <<if $analAteOlivia>><<set _apexTally += 1>><</if>> <<if $ateNicole>><<set _apexTally += 1>><</if>> <<if $ateAshley>><<set _apexTally += 1>><</if>> <<if $ateMaria>><<set _apexTally += 1>><</if>> <<if (($week < 4) and (_apexTally > 9)) or (_apexTally > 19)>> <<set _voreRep to "apex">> <<set _voreCheckDone to true>> <<break>> <</if>> <<set _altTally to 0>> <<set _altTallyThisWeek to 0>> <<if $analAteOlivia>><<set _altTally += 1>><<if $week is 1>><<set _altTallyThisWeek += 1>><</if>><</if>> <<if (_altTally > 11) or ((_altTally > 3) and (_altTallyThisWeek >= Math.round(_totalPreyThisWeek/2)))>> <<set _voreRep to "freak">> <<set _voreCheckDone to true>> <<break>> <</if>> <<if (_totalPreyThisWeek > 6) or ($totalPrey > 31) or (($week < 4) and ($totalPrey > 19))>> <<set _voreRep to "glutton">> <<set _voreCheckDone to true>> <<break>> <</if>> <<set _untouchableTally to 0>> <<if $eatenByErika>><<set _untouchableTally += 1>><</if>> <<if $eatenByZoeyMulti>><<set _untouchableTally += 2>><</if>> <<if $eatenBySunny>><<set _untouchableTally += 1>><</if>> <<if $eatenByIzumi>><<set _untouchableTally += 2>><</if>> <<if (_untouchableTally > 29) or (($week < 4) and (_untouchableTally > 11))>> <<set _voreRep to "untouchable">> <<set _voreCheckDone to true>> <<break>> <</if>> <<if (_totalEscapesThisWeek > 6) or ($totalEscaped > 31) or (($week < 4) and ($totalEscaped > 19))>> <<set _voreRep to "escape">> <<set _voreCheckDone to true>> <<break>> <</if>> <<if $pacifist>> <<set _voreRep to "pacifist">> <<set _voreCheckDone to true>> <<break>> <</if>> <<if _totalPreyThisWeek > 3>> <<set _voreRep to "pred">> <<set _voreCheckDone to true>> <</if>> <<if _totalEscapesThisWeek > 3>> <<set _voreRep to "prey">> <<set _voreCheckDone to true>> <</if>> <<set _voreCheckDone to true>> <</for>> <<set $reputation[0] to _voreRep>> <<set _generalRep to "none">> <<set _generalCheckDone to false>> <<set _relationshipTotal to ($emmaRel + $samRel + $leahRel + $aliceRel + $malloryRel + $kaylaRel + $freshCoupleRel + $minaRel + $cherryRel + $nadiaRel + $leilaRel + $beliRel + $sunnyRel + $charlotteRel)>> <<for !_generalCheckDone>> <<set _popularTally to 0>> <<if $week > 3>><<set _popularThreshold to 4>><<else>><<set _popularThreshold to 2>><</if>> <<if ($emmaEnd is "alive") and ($emmaRel > _popularThreshold)>><<set _popularTally += 1>><</if>> <<if ($samEnd is "alive") and ($samRel > _popularThreshold)>><<set _popularTally += 1>><</if>> <<if ($leahEnd is "alive") and ($leahRel > _popularThreshold)>><<set _popularTally += 1>><</if>> <<if ($aliceEnd is "alive") and ($aliceRel > _popularThreshold)>><<set _popularTally += 1>><</if>> <<if ($malloryEnd is "alive") and ($malloryRel > _popularThreshold)>><<set _popularTally += 1>><</if>> <<if ($kaylaEnd is "alive") and ($kaylaRel > _popularThreshold)>><<set _popularTally += 1>><</if>> <<if (($sarahEnd is "alive") or ($aleshaEnd is "alive")) and ($freshCoupleRel > _popularThreshold)>><<set _popularTally += 1>><</if>> <<if ($minaEnd is "alive") and ($minaRel > _popularThreshold)>><<set _popularTally += 1>><</if>> <<if ($cherryEnd is "alive") and ($cherryRel > _popularThreshold)>><<set _popularTally += 1>><</if>> <<if ($nadiaEnd is "alive") and ($nadiaRel > _popularThreshold)>><<set _popularTally += 1>><</if>> <<if ($beliEnd is "alive") and ($beliRel > _popularThreshold)>><<set _popularTally += 1>><</if>> <<if ($leilaEnd is "alive") and ($leilaRel > _popularThreshold)>><<set _popularTally += 1>><</if>> <<if ($sunnyEnd is "alive") and ($sunnyRel > _popularThreshold)>><<set _popularTally += 1>><</if>> <<if ($charlotteEnd is "alive") and ($charlotteRel > _popularThreshold)>><<set _popularTally += 1>><</if>> <<if _popularTally > 5>> <<set _generalRep to "popular">> <<set _generalCheckDone to true>> <<break>> <</if>> <<set _betrayalTally to 0>> <<if ($emmaEnd is "player") and (($emmaRel + 5) > 2)>><<set _betrayalTally += 1>><</if>> <<if ($samEnd is "player") and (($samRel + 5) > 2)>><<set _betrayalTally += 1>><</if>> <<if ($leahEnd is "player") and (($leahRel + 5) > 2)>><<set _betrayalTally += 1>><</if>> <<if ($aliceEnd is "player") and (($aliceRel + 5) > 2)>><<set _betrayalTally += 1>><</if>> <<if ($malloryEnd is "player") and (($malloryRel + 5) > 2)>><<set _betrayalTally += 1>><</if>> <<if ($kaylaEnd is "player") and (($kaylaRel + 5) > 2)>><<set _betrayalTally += 1>><</if>> <<if (($sarahEnd is "player") or ($aleshaEnd is "player")) and (($freshCoupleRel + 5) > 2)>><<set _betrayalTally += 1>><</if>> <<if ($minaEnd is "player") and (($minaRel + 5) > 2)>><<set _betrayalTally += 1>><</if>> <<if ($cherryEnd is "player") and (($cherryRel + 5) > 2)>><<set _betrayalTally += 1>><</if>> <<if ($nadiaEnd is "player") and (($nadiaRel + 5) > 2)>><<set _betrayalTally += 1>><</if>> <<if ($beliEnd is "player") and (($beliRel + 5) > 2)>><<set _betrayalTally += 1>><</if>> <<if ($leilaEnd is "player") and (($leilaRel + 5) > 2)>><<set _betrayalTally += 1>><</if>> <<if ($sunnyEnd is "player") and (($sunnyRel + 5) > 2)>><<set _betrayalTally += 1>><</if>> <<if ($charlotteEnd is "player") and (($charlotteRel + 5) > 2)>><<set _betrayalTally += 1>><</if>> <<if _betrayalTally > 2>> <<set _generalRep to "backstab">> <<set _generalCheckDone to true>> <<break>> <</if>> <<set _teacherTally to 0>> <<if $slateFavor > 0>><<set _teacherTally += 1>><</if>> <<if $juniperFavor > 0>><<set _teacherTally += 1>><</if>> <<if $steriaFavor > 0>><<set _teacherTally += 1>><</if>> <<if $boraFavor > 0>><<set _teacherTally += 1>><</if>> /* TODO: need to add a check for which teacher you have between Bora, Stars, and Florida in the second semester when the time comes */ <<if _teacherTally > 3>> <<set _generalRep to "teacher">> <<set _generalCheckDone to true>> <<break>> <</if>> <<set _despicableTally to 0>> <<if ($emmaEnd is "alive") and ($emmaRel < -2)>><<set _despicableTally += 1>><</if>> <<if ($samEnd is "alive") and ($samRel < -2)>><<set _despicableTally += 1>><</if>> <<if ($leahEnd is "alive") and ($leahRel < -2)>><<set _despicableTally += 1>><</if>> <<if ($aliceEnd is "alive") and ($aliceRel < -2)>><<set _despicableTally += 1>><</if>> <<if ($malloryEnd is "alive") and ($malloryRel < -2)>><<set _despicableTally += 1>><</if>> <<if ($kaylaEnd is "alive") and ($kaylaRel < -2)>><<set _despicableTally += 1>><</if>> <<if (($sarahEnd is "alive") or ($aleshaEnd is "alive")) and ($freshCoupleRel < -2)>><<set _despicableTally += 1>><</if>> <<if ($minaEnd is "alive") and ($minaRel < -2)>><<set _despicableTally += 1>><</if>> <<if ($cherryEnd is "alive") and ($cherryRel < -2)>><<set _despicableTally += 1>><</if>> <<if ($nadiaEnd is "alive") and ($nadiaRel < -2)>><<set _despicableTally += 1>><</if>> <<if ($beliEnd is "alive") and ($beliRel < -2)>><<set _despicableTally += 1>><</if>> <<if ($leilaEnd is "alive") and ($leilaRel < -2)>><<set _despicableTally += 1>><</if>> <<if ($sunnyEnd is "alive") and ($sunnyRel < -2)>><<set _despicableTally += 1>><</if>> <<if ($charlotteEnd is "alive") and ($charlotteRel < -2)>><<set _despicableTally += 1>><</if>> <<if _despicableTally > 5>> <<set _generalRep to "despicable">> <<set _generalCheckDone to true>> <<break>> <</if>> <<if ($karma < -7) or (_relationshipTotal < -15) or (($week < 4) and (_relationshipTotal < -7))>> <<set _generalRep to "asshole">> <<set _generalCheckDone to true>> <<break>> <</if>> <<if ($karma > 7) or (_relationshipTotal >= (12*$week))>> <<set _generalRep to "kind">> <<set _generalCheckDone to true>> <<break>> <</if>> <<set _lonerTally to 0>> <<set _lonerMaxAdjust to 0>> <<if ($emmaEnd != "alive")>><<set _lonerMaxAdjust += 1>><<elseif ($emmaRel > -2) and ($emmaRel < 2)>><<set _lonerTally += 1>><</if>> <<if ($samEnd != "alive")>><<set _lonerMaxAdjust += 1>><<elseif ($samRel > -2) and ($samRel < 2)>><<set _lonerTally += 1>><</if>> <<if ($leahEnd != "alive")>><<set _lonerMaxAdjust += 1>><<elseif ($leahRel > -2) and ($leahRel < 2)>><<set _lonerTally += 1>><</if>> <<if ($aliceEnd != "alive")>><<set _lonerMaxAdjust += 1>><<elseif ($aliceRel > -2) and ($aliceRel < 2)>><<set _lonerTally += 1>><</if>> <<if ($malloryEnd != "alive")>><<set _lonerMaxAdjust += 1>><<elseif ($malloryRel > -2) and ($malloryRel < 2)>><<set _lonerTally += 1>><</if>> <<if ($kaylaEnd != "alive")>><<set _lonerMaxAdjust += 1>><<elseif ($kaylaRel > -2) and ($kaylaRel < 2)>><<set _lonerTally += 1>><</if>> <<if (($sarahEnd != "alive") and ($aleshaEnd != "alive"))>><<set _lonerMaxAdjust += 1>><<elseif ($freshCoupleRel > -2) and ($freshCoupleRel < 2)>><<set _lonerTally += 1>><</if>> <<if ($minaEnd != "alive")>><<set _lonerMaxAdjust += 1>><<elseif ($minaRel > -2) and ($minaRel < 2)>><<set _lonerTally += 1>><</if>> <<if ($cherryEnd != "alive")>><<set _lonerMaxAdjust += 1>><<elseif ($cherryRel > -2) and ($cherryRel < 2)>><<set _lonerTally += 1>><</if>> <<if ($nadiaEnd != "alive")>><<set _lonerMaxAdjust += 1>><<elseif ($nadiaRel > -2) and ($nadiaRel < 2)>><<set _lonerTally += 1>><</if>> <<if ($beliEnd != "alive")>><<set _lonerMaxAdjust += 1>><<elseif ($beliRel > -2) and ($beliRel < 2)>><<set _lonerTally += 1>><</if>> <<if ($leilaEnd != "alive")>><<set _lonerMaxAdjust += 1>><<elseif ($leilaRel > -2) and ($leilaRel < 2)>><<set _lonerTally += 1>><</if>> <<if ($sunnyEnd != "alive")>><<set _lonerMaxAdjust += 1>><<elseif ($sunnyRel > -2) and ($sunnyRel < 2)>><<set _lonerTally += 1>><</if>> <<if ($charlotteEnd != "alive")>><<set _lonerMaxAdjust += 1>><<elseif ($charlotteRel > -2) and ($charlotteRel < 2)>><<set _lonerTally += 1>><</if>> <<if _lonerTally > (10-_lonerMaxAdjust)>> <<set _generalRep to "loner">> <<set _generalCheckDone to true>> <<break>> <</if>> <<set _generalCheckDone to true>> <</for>> <<set $reputation[1] to _generalRep>> <<done>> <<set $weekStartValues.totalPrey to $totalPrey>> <<set $weekStartValues.totalEscaped to $totalEscaped>> <<set $weekStartValues.pacifist to $pacifist>> <<set $weekStartValues.oralProficiency to $oralProficiency>> <<set $weekStartValues.resilience to $resilience>> <<set $weekStartValues.strength to $strength>> <<set $weekStartValues.capacity to $capacity>> <<set $weekStartValues.analProficiency to $analProficiency>> <<set $weekStartValues.unbirthProficiency to $unbirthProficiency>> <<set $weekStartValues.rank to $skillLevel>> <<set $weekStartValues.fat to $fat>> <<set $weekStartValues.breastFat to $breastFat>> <<set $weekStartValues.buttFat to $buttFat>> <<set $weekStartValues.reputation to [$reputation[0], $reputation[1]]>> <<set $weekStartValues.relationships to [$emmaRel, $samRel, $leahRel, $aliceRel, $malloryRel, $kaylaRel, $freshCoupleRel, $minaRel, $cherryRel, $nadiaRel, $beliRel, $leilaRel, $sunnyRel, $charlotteRel]>> <<set $weekStartValues.workedOut to $workedOut>> <</done>> <</widget>> <<widget "WeekEndRelationshipCalc">> <<for _currentRelationship > _startRelationship>> <<set _checkType to 1>> <<if _currentRelationship is 10>> <<set _relationshipScore += 8>> <<elseif _currentRelationship > 6>> <<set _relationshipScore += 4>> <<elseif _currentRelationship > 3>> <<set _relationshipScore += 2>> <<else>> <<set _relationshipScore += 1>> <</if>> <<set _currentRelationship -= 1>> <</for>> <<for _currentRelationship < _startRelationship>> <<set _checkType to -1>> <<if _currentRelationship is -5>> <<set _relationshipScore += 8>> <<elseif _currentRelationship < -2>> <<set _relationshipScore += 4>> <<elseif _currentRelationship < 0>> <<set _relationshipScore += 2>> <<else>> <<set _relationshipScore += 1>> <</if>> <<set _currentRelationship += 1>> <</for>> <<if _relationshipScore < 3>> <<set _checkType to 0>> /*if you didn't get at least 3 relationship "points" on the check, this character's relationship is ignored*/ <</if>> <</widget>> <<widget "UpdateSidebar">> <<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<SidebarText>><</replace>> <</widget>>

<<link "Appearance">> <<script>> Dialog.setup('Appearance'); Dialog.wiki(Story.get('sidebarAppearance').processText()); Dialog.open(); <</script>> <</link>> <<link "Stats">> <<script>> Dialog.setup('Stats'); Dialog.wiki(Story.get('sidebarStats').processText()); Dialog.open(); <</script>> <</link>> <<link "Options">> <<script>> Dialog.setup('Options'); Dialog.wiki(Story.get('sidebarOptions').processText()); Dialog.open(); <</script>> <</link>> <<if !($difficulty is "hard")>> <<if !tags().includes("tutorial")>> <<link "View Tutorial">> <<script>> Dialog.setup('View Tutorial'); Dialog.wiki(Story.get('sidebarTutorial').processText()); Dialog.open(); <</script>> <</link>> <</if>> <<link "Restart Day">> <<script>> Dialog.setup('Restart Day'); Dialog.wiki(Story.get('sidebarRestartDay').processText()); Dialog.open(); <</script>> <</link>> <</if>> <<link "Restart Game">> <<script>> Dialog.setup('Complete Restart'); Dialog.wiki(Story.get('sidebarRestart').processText()); Dialog.open(); <</script>> <</link>>

<div style="text-align:center">@@color:mediumPurple;__''General''__@@</div>\ @@color:mediumPurple;''Currently Wearing:''@@ <<if $outfitState is "gone">>@@color:red;Nothing@@<<elseif $outfit is "sweater">>A Sweater<<if ($lastOutfit is "light") or ($lastOutfit is "skimpy") or ($lastOutfit is "goth")>> Over Light Clothes<<elseif $lastOutfit is "uniform">> Over Your School Uniform<<elseif $lastOutfit is "workout">> Over Your Gym Clothes<<elseif ($lastOutfit is "swim")>>Over Your School Swimsuit<<elseif ($lastOutfit is "bikini") or ($lastOutfit is "underwear")>>, And Basically Nothing Else<<else>> Over Normal, Everyday Clothes<</if>><<elseif $outfit is "uniform">>School Uniform<<elseif $outfit is "pjs">>Pajamas<<elseif $outfit is "workout">>Athletic Clothes<<elseif $outfit is "light">>Light, Somewhat Revealing Clothes<<elseif $outfit is "goth">>Nadia's Clothes<<elseif $outfit is "swim">>School Swimsuit<<elseif $outfit is "underwear">>Only Your Underwear<<elseif $outfit is "skimpy">>Skimpy, Very Revealing Clothes<<elseif $outfit is "bikini">>A Bikini<<else>>Normal, Everyday Clothes<</if>><<if $outfitState is "drenched">> @@color:orange;They're drenched in bodily fluids.@@<<elseif $outfitState is "damaged">> @@color:orange;They're worn and tattered from their exposure to digestive fluids.@@<</if>> @@color:mediumPurple;''Belly Size:''@@ <<if $fullness > $capacity>>@@color:red;Overstuffed@@<<elseif $fullness > 10>>Immobilizing<<elseif $fullness > 6>>Enormous<<elseif $fullness > 3>>Huge<<elseif $fullness is 3>>Distended<<elseif $fullness is 2>>Bloated<<elseif $fullness > 0>>Potbelly<<else>>Normal<</if>><<if $showNumbers>> @@color:grey;(Fullness: $fullness/$capacity)@@<</if>> <div style="text-align:center">@@color:mediumPurple;__''Weight''__@@</div>\ @@color:mediumPurple;''General Size:''@@ <<if $fat < 5>><<if $weightFit>>Fit<<else>>Skinny<</if>><<elseif $fat < 20>><<if $weightFit>>Fit<<else>>Average<</if>><<elseif $fat < 35>>Chubby<<elseif $fat < 50>>Overweight<<elseif $fat < 75>>Fat<<elseif $fat < 500>>Obese<<else>>OH LAWD SHE COMIN<</if>><<if $showNumbers>> @@color:grey;(Fat: <<print Math.trunc($fat)>>)@@<</if>> @@color:mediumPurple;''Breast Size:''@@ <<if $breastSize < 5>>A<<elseif $breastSize < 10>>B<<elseif $breastSize < 18>>C<<elseif $breastSize < 25>>D<<elseif $breastSize < 35>>E<<elseif $breastSize < 45>>F<<elseif $breastSize < 60>>G<<elseif $breastSize < 75>>H<<elseif $breastSize < 100>>I<<else>>J<</if>> Cups<<if $showNumbers>> @@color:grey;(Breast Fat: <<print Math.trunc($breastFat)>>) (Actual Size: $breastSize)@@ @@color:grey;^^Note: Your starting size and total prey count are also factored into breast size, which is why the "fat" and "Actual size" numbers are separate^^@@<</if>> @@color:mediumPurple;''Butt/Thigh Size:''@@ <<if $buttSize < 5>><<if $weightFit>>Toned<<else>>Petite<</if>><<elseif $buttSize < 15>><<if $weightFit>>Toned<<else>>Average<</if>><<elseif $buttSize < 25>><<if $weightFit>>Toned<<else>>Perky<</if>><<elseif $buttSize < 40>>Chubby<<elseif $buttSize < 60>>Plump<<elseif $buttSize < 85>>Thicc<<elseif $buttSize < 115>>Dummy Thicc<<else>>Dumptruck<</if>><<if $showNumbers>> @@color:grey;(Butt Fat: <<print Math.trunc($buttFat)>>) (Actual Size: $buttSize)@@ @@color:grey;^^Note: Your starting size and total prey count are also factored into butt size, which is why the "fat" and "Actual size" numbers are separate^^@@<</if>> @@color:mediumPurple;''Overall Weight:''@@ <<set _pounds to Math.trunc(110 + ($fat * 2) + ($breastSize * 0.2) + ($buttSize * 0.2))>>_pounds lbs [<<print Math.trunc(_pounds/2.2)>> kgs]<<if $showNumbers>> @@color:grey;^^Note: This is just a fun estimated conversion of the game's fat trackers to actual pounds and is never specifically referenced by the game^^@@<</if>>

<<if $showNumbers>>\ <div style="text-align:center">@@color:mediumPurple;''__$name $last, <<if $skillLevel >= 4>>Freshman Prodigy [Rank 4 (Max)]<<elseif $skillLevel is 3>>Valedictorian [Rank 3]<<elseif $skillLevel is 2>>Honor Student [Rank 2]<<elseif $skillLevel is 1>>Rising Star [Rank 1]<<else>>New Student [Rank 0]<</if>>__''@@</div> @@color:mediumPurple;''Strength:''@@ $strength @@color:mediumPurple;''Resilience:''@@ $resilience &emsp;@@color:grey;//Health://@@ $health / $healthMax @@color:mediumPurple;''Capacity:''@@ <<if $fullness > $capacity>>@@color:red;''$fullness''@@<<else>>$fullness<</if>> / $capacity ($maxFullCap) &emsp;@@color:grey;^^[Note: an average person takes up 5 capacity. Number in parenthesis is the max you can physically manage.]^^@@ @@color:mediumPurple;''Oral Proficiency:''@@ $oralProficiency &emsp;@@color:grey;//Stomach Strength://@@ $stomachHealth / $stomachStrength @@color:mediumPurple;''Anal Proficiency:''@@ $analProficiency @@color:mediumPurple;''Unbirth Proficiency:''@@ $unbirthProficiency\ <<else>>\ <div style="text-align:center">@@color:mediumPurple;''__$name $last, <<if $skillLevel >= 4>>Freshman Prodigy<<elseif $skillLevel is 3>>Valedictorian<<elseif $skillLevel is 2>>Honor Student<<elseif $skillLevel is 1>>Rising Star<<else>>New Student<</if>>__''@@</div> @@color:mediumPurple;''Strength:''@@ <<if $strength <= 0>>Your strength is @@color:red;''lacking''@@. You won't be able to put up much of a fight if someone decides to make a meal out of you.<<elseif $strength < 3>>Your strength is @@color:yellow;''average''@@. You've got enough muscle to fend for yourself, but not enough for it to be visible.<<elseif $strength < 6>>You are @@color:yellowgreen;''pretty strong''@@. Not quite muscle bound, but your body is toned and any predator would be right to hesitate to make a meal out of you.<<elseif $strength < 8>>You are @@color:chartreuse;''very strong''@@. You should have no problems dealing with less experienced predators, or restraining your own prey for that matter.<<elseif $strength < 10>>You are @@color:lime;''jacked''@@. Most rational people would only need to take one look at you to consider you off the menu.<<else>>You are @@color:mediumPurple;''freakishly strong''@@. There are rumours that you're actually some kind of terminator, anyone in their right mind won't even consider eating you to be an option.<</if>> @@color:mediumPurple;''Resilience:''@@ <<if $resilience <= 0>>You are @@color:red;''unskilled''@@ at escaping from inside a predator. If you get swallowed, you can't be all that confident you'll get back out.<<elseif $resilience < 3>>You are @@color:yellow;''somewhat resilient''@@. After spending some time dealing with people's insides<<if !$pacifist>>, and experiencing your own prey's resistance<</if>>, you feel like you have decent odds of making it back out of a predator.<<elseif $resilience < 6>>You are @@color:yellowgreen;''resilient''@@. Anyone that decides to make a meal out of you is in for a fight--you've got some experience giving predators a bad time.<<elseif $resilience < 8>>You are @@color:chartreuse;''very resilient''@@. You know just how to move and where to strike to make any predator squirm.<<elseif $resilience < 10>>You are @@color:lime;''incredibly resilient''@@. Some may try, but very few predators are up to the task of keeping you down.<<else>>You are @@color:mediumPurple;''indigestible''@@. You're an expert at the inner workings of the human body, and any predator's nightmare. Even Maeve would probably hesitate to try and eat you.<</if>> @@color:mediumPurple;''Predator Proficiency:''@@ <<if $oralProficiency <= 0>>You are @@color:red;''unskilled''@@ at standard vore. You may have made it into the school, but you've got a long ways to go before becoming a powerful predator.<<elseif $oralProficiency < 3>>You are @@color:yellow;''okay''@@ at standard vore. Your stomach is starting to build up resilience and you're getting the hang of how to properly handle prey, but you're far from being anything special.<<elseif $oralProficiency < 6>>You are @@color:yellowgreen;''somewhat skilled''@@ at standard vore. You've got a fair amount of experience and have picked up a few new tricks for dealing with prey. Any average person should be no trouble at all for you.<<elseif $oralProficiency < 8>>You are @@color:chartreuse;''a powerful predator''@@ when it comes to standard vore. Your stomach has become much more resilient and you've got a lot of experience holding prey down. Anyone that goes in is in for an uphill battle to get back out.<<elseif $oralProficiency < 10>>You are @@color:lime;''a master''@@ of standard vore. Even most upperclassmen don't stand much of a chance if you decide to make a meal out of them.<<else>>You are @@color:mediumPurple;''an indomitable predator''@@ when it comes to standard vore. No one is off the menu for you, and your stomach has gotten so tough that you feel like even Kim would struggle to get back out.<</if>> @@color:mediumPurple;''Stomach Capacity:''@@ <<if $capacity <= 5>>You can @@color:orange;''just barely fit one person''@@ in your gut.<<elseif $capacity < 8>>You can @@color:gold;''comfortably fit one person''@@ in your gut.<<elseif $capacity < 10>>Your gut @@color:yellow;''can effortlessly stretch to hold one person''@@, and you might even be able to squeeze in a second if you really pushed yourself to the limit...<<elseif $capacity is 10>>You can @@color:yellowgreen;''just barely fit two people''@@ in your gut.<<elseif $capacity < 13>>You can @@color:chartreuse;''comfortably fit two people''@@ in your gut.<<elseif $capacity < 15>>Your gut @@color:lime;''can effortlessly stretch to hold two people''@@, and you might even be able to squeeze in a third if you really pushed yourself to the limit...<<else>>Astonishingly, somehow as a freshman you can already @@color:mediumPurple;''manage to fit three people''@@ in your gut!<</if>> @@color:mediumPurple;''Anal Vore Proficiency:''@@<<if $analProficiency < 0>>You are @@color:red;''untrained''@@ in anal vore<<if $analProficiency > -3>>, though you're intrigued by it<</if>>. Unless they were restrained or willing, there's no way you could take someone in this way.<<else>>@@color:red;ERR: This shouldn't be possible yet, cheater.@@<</if>> @@color:mediumPurple;''Unbirth Proficiency:''@@<<if $unbirthProficiency < 0>>You are @@color:red;''untrained''@@ in unbirthing<<if $unbirthProficiency > -3>>, though you're intrigued by it<</if>>. Unless they were restrained or willing, there's no way you could take someone in this way.<<else>>@@color:red;ERR: This shouldn't be possible yet, cheater.@@<</if>>\ <</if>><<if $week > 1>> @@color:mediumPurple;''__School Reputation__''@@ <<if $reputation[0] is "none">>You have no particular reputation as predator or prey amongst your classmates.<<else>>When it comes to the predator and prey dynamic at the school, you have a reputation for being @@color:gold;<<if $reputation[0] is "apex">>an Apex Predator<<elseif $reputation[0] is "freak">>a Certified Freak<<elseif $reputation[0] is "glutton">>a Black Hole<<elseif $reputation[0] is "untouchable">>Completely Untouchable<<elseif $reputation[0] is "escape">>an Escape Artist<<elseif $reputation[0] is "pacifist">>Trustworthy<<elseif $reputation[0] is "pred">>an Active Predator<<elseif $reputation[0] is "prey">>Tough Prey<</if>>.@@<</if>> <<if $reputation[1] is "none">>You have no particular social reputation amongst your classmates.<<else>>As far as your social standing, you have a reputation for being @@color:gold;<<if $reputation[1] is "popular">>Very Popular<<elseif $reputation[1] is "backstab">>an Untrustworthy Backstabber<<elseif $reputation[1] is "teacher">>a real Teacher's Pet<<elseif $reputation[1] is "despicable">>a Serious Bully<<elseif $reputation[1] is "asshole">>kind of an Asshole<<elseif $reputation[1] is "kind">>Kindhearted<<elseif $reputation[1] is "loner">>a Loner<</if>>.@@<</if>>\ <</if>>

@@color:mediumPurple;Save File Name:@@ <<textbox "$saveName" $saveName>> @@color:grey;//^^Any new saves made with this file will display what's written here as their name in the save menu. ''Note that due to a limitation with the game engine, the name will not update until you move to a new passage.''^^//@@ @@color:mediumPurple;Interactive Scene Difficulty:@@ &emsp;Easy:&emsp; <<if $interactiveDifficulty is 1>><<radiobutton "$interactiveDifficulty" 1 checked>><<else>><<radiobutton "$interactiveDifficulty" 1>><</if>> &emsp;Normal: <<if $interactiveDifficulty is 0>><<radiobutton "$interactiveDifficulty" 0 checked>><<else>><<radiobutton "$interactiveDifficulty" 0>><</if>> &emsp;Hard:&emsp; <<if $interactiveDifficulty is 2>><<radiobutton "$interactiveDifficulty" 2 checked>><<else>><<radiobutton "$interactiveDifficulty" 2>><</if>> @@color:grey;//^^[Change the difficulty of interactive pred/prey scenes. In easy mode, your actions will be 25% more effective while your predator/prey's actions will be 25% less effective. In hard mode, the opposite is true. (Note that this setting won't effect the current scene if you're changing it mid scene)]^^//@@ @@color:mediumPurple;Current Display Mode:@@ @@color:yellow;<<if $showNumbers>>Numbers On<<elseif $classicDisplay>>Full Immersion<<else>>Default<</if>>@@ <<link "Toggle Display Mode">> <<if $showNumbers>> <<set $showNumbers to false>> <<set $classicDisplay to true>> <<if tags().includes("pred") and !tags().includes("noSidebar") and ($preyHealth > 0)>> <<replace "#massage button.macro-button">>Massage<</replace>> <<replace "#squeeze button.macro-button">>Squeeze<</replace>> <<replace "#crush button.macro-button">>Crush<</replace>> <<if $oralProficiency > 2>> <<replace "#shake button.macro-button">>Shake<</replace>> <</if>> <<if $oralProficiency > 4>> <<replace "#knead button.macro-button">>Knead<</replace>> <</if>> <</if>> <<if tags().includes("digestion") and !tags().includes("noSidebar") and !($health <= 0) and !($stamina != 0)>> <<replace "#weakStruggle button.macro-button">>Struggle Conservatively<</replace>> <<replace "#normalStruggle button.macro-button">>Struggle<</replace>> <<replace "#strongStruggle button.macro-button">>Struggle Aggressively<</replace>> <<replace "#braceStruggle button.macro-button">>Brace Yourself<</replace>> <<if $resilience > 2>> <<replace "#probeStruggle button.macro-button">>Probe<</replace>> <</if>> <<if $resilience > 4>> <<replace "#sootheStruggle button.macro-button">>Soothe<</replace>> <</if>> <</if>> <<elseif $classicDisplay>> <<set $classicDisplay to false>> <<else>> <<set $showNumbers to true>> <<if tags().includes("pred") and !tags().includes("noSidebar") and ($preyHealth > 0)>> <<set _label to Math.round(14 * _staminaMod)>> <<replace "#massage button.macro-button">>Massage (-_label)<</replace>> <<if $fullness < ($capacity/2)>> <<set _label to Math.round(8 * _staminaMod)>> <<replace "#squeeze button.macro-button">>Squeeze (-_label)<</replace>> <<set _label to Math.round(20 * _staminaMod)>> <<replace "#crush button.macro-button">>Crush (-_label)<</replace>> <<else>> <<set _label to Math.round(12 * _staminaMod)>> <<replace "#squeeze button.macro-button">>Squeeze (-_label)<</replace>> <<set _label to Math.round(28 * _staminaMod)>> <<replace "#crush button.macro-button">>Crush (-_label)<</replace>> <</if>> <<if $oralProficiency > 2>> <<set _label to Math.round(5 + Math.floor(1.5*$fullness))>> <<replace "#shake button.macro-button">>Shake (-_label)<</replace>> <</if>> <<if $oralProficiency > 4>> <<set _label to Math.round(16 * _staminaMod)>> <<replace "#knead button.macro-button">>Knead (-_label)<</replace>> <</if>> <</if>> <<if tags().includes("digestion") and !tags().includes("noSidebar") and !($health <= 0) and !($stamina != 0)>> <<set _label to Math.round(4 * _staminaMod)>> <<replace "#weakStruggle button.macro-button">>Struggle Weakly (-_label)<</replace>> <<set _label to Math.round(10 * _staminaMod)>> <<replace "#normalStruggle button.macro-button">>Struggle (-_label)<</replace>> <<set _label to Math.round(24 * _staminaMod)>> <<replace "#strongStruggle button.macro-button">>Struggle Aggressively (-_label)<</replace>> <<set _label to Math.round(10 * _staminaMod)>> <<replace "#braceStruggle button.macro-button">>Brace Yourself (-_label)<</replace>> <<if $resilience > 2>> <<set _label to Math.round(8 * _staminaMod)>> <<replace "#probeStruggle button.macro-button">>Probe (-_label)<</replace>> <</if>> <<if $resilience > 4>> <<set _label to Math.round(12 * _staminaMod)>> <<replace "#sootheStruggle button.macro-button">>Soothe (-_label)<</replace>> <</if>> <</if>> <</if>> <<replace "#setting">><<if $showNumbers>>Numbers On<<elseif $classicDisplay>>Full Immersion<<else>>Default<</if>><</replace>> <<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<SidebarText>><</replace>> <</link>> @@color:grey;//^^[In "Numbers on" mode, you will be directly shown the values of gameplay elements such as your proficiency levels, while in the default mode they will be hidden or obfuscated to maintain more immersion in the story. The third "Full Immersion" mode will restore the classic mode from earlier versions of the game where even during interactive vore scenes stamina is the only stat you're shown an indicator for.]^^//@@ @@color:mediumPurple;Disable Fancy Backgrounds:@@ <<if $graphicsSettings.noPrey>><<checkbox "$graphicsSettings.noPrey" false true checked>><<else>><<checkbox "$graphicsSettings.noPrey" false true>><</if>> @@color:grey;//^^[If you don't like the location based gradient backgrounds, or somehow it causes issues with your device, checking this will disable them and leave every background as flat grey. (Note that changing this setting won't take effect until the next scene)]^^//@@

<<if $version is "0.2.1">> <<set $fat to 10>> <<set $breastBase to 5>> <<set $breastSize to 0>> <<set $breastSize to (Math.trunc($breastFat) + $totalPrey + $breastBase)>> <<set $version to "0.2.2">> <</if>> <<if $version is "0.2.2">> <<if visited("Olivia Anal- Escaped 2")>> <<set $predSS to 34>> <<include "playerPreyEscape">> <</if>> <<if visited("Anal Vore Olivia- Failure") and ($fullness > 0)>> <<set $fullness -= 5>> <<if $fullness < 0>> <<set $fullness to 0>> <</if>> <</if>> <<set $version to "0.2.3">> <</if>> <<if $version is "0.2.3">> <<if $escapismA > 0>> <<set $metProfSlate to true>> <</if>> <<if $analByOlivia is true>> <<set $analAteOlivia to false>> <</if>> <<set $malloryAttention1 to false>> <<set $malloryAttention2 to false>> <<set $freshCoupleInfo1 to 0>> <<set $freshCoupleInfo2 to 0>> <<set $day3LunchCouple to false>> <<set $ateGina to false>> <<set $day3LunchAlone to false>> <<set $emmaInquiry2 to 0>> <<set $sunnyNick to false>> <<set $day3LunchEmma to false>> <<set $day2HuntWithSam to "none">> <<set $day3DetourMovie to false>> <<set $sarahDorm to false>> <<set $eatenByAlesha to false>> <<set $escapismLabMina to false>> <<set $escapismLabHaley to false>> <<set $noCrush to false>> <<set $day3DormKey to "none">> <<set $day3EscapismLabFailed to false>> <<set $noAllOut to false>> <<set $day3HuntSam to "none">> <<set $samInfo6 to 0>> <<set $knowSlateBeef to 0>> <<set $samInfo7 to 0>> <<set $eatenByBree to false>> <<set $trialParticipant to false>> <<set $charlotteCoffee to false>> <<set $day3DinnerEmma to false>> <<set $day3DinnerCherry to false>> <<set $cherryInfo1 to 0>> <<set $cherryTeachAnal to 0>> <<set $day3Workout to false>> <<set $wardrobeLight to false>> <<set $ateJackie to false>> <<set $metDonna to false>> <<set $trialSavedByNadia to false>> <<set $trialClaire to "win">> <<set $ateAshley to false>> <<set $noSqueeze to false>> <<set $noMassage to false>> <<set $noTaunt to false>> <<set $noShake to false>> <<set $sex to 0>> <<set $nadiaSex to 0>> <<set $nadiaClimax to 0>> <<set $unbirthedByNadia to false>> <<set $metBrit to false>> <<set $version to "0.3.0">> <</if>> <<if $version is "0.3.0">> <<if $metCharlotte and !$charlotteCoffee>> <<set $metCharlotte to false>> <</if>> <<if $metNadia and !$trialParticipant>> <<set $metNadia to false>> <</if>> <<if $trialParticipant>> <<set $metDonna to true>> <<set $metBrit to true>> <</if>> <<set $version to "0.3.1">> <</if>> <<if $version is "0.3.1">> <<set $samPhone to false>> <<set $samDorm to false>> <<set $leahPhone to false>> <<set $alicePhone to false>> <<set $aliceDorm to false>> <<set $minaPhone to false>> <<set $malloryPhone to false>> <<if $leahDorm>> <<set $malloryDorm to true>> <<else>> <<set $malloryDorm to false>> <</if>> <<set $aleshaPhone to false>> <<set $aleshaDorm to false>> <<set $sarahPhone to false>> <<set $kaylaPhone to false>> <<set $kaylaDorm to false>> <<set $cherryPhone to false>> <<set $cherryDorm to false>> <<set $nadiaPhone to false>> <<set $nadiaDorm to false>> <<set $beliPhone to false>> <<set $beliDorm to false>> <<set $leilaPhone to false>> <<set $leilaDorm to false>> <<set $sunnyPhone to false>> <<set $sunnyDorm to false>> <<set $charlottePhone to false>> <<if $metCharlotte>> <<set $charlotteDorm to true>> <<else>> <<set $charlotteDorm to false>> <</if>> <<set $day2SunnyFlirt to false>> <<unset $emmaInfo2>> <<set $version to "0.3.2">> <</if>> <<if $version is "0.3.2">> <<set $version to "0.3.3">> <</if>> <<if $version is "0.3.3">> <<set $day4Workout to false>> <<set $wearingAliceNecklace to false>> <<set $day4LunchKayla to false>> <<set $day4BreakfastSam to false>> <<set $samMakeupPromise to false>> <<set $samInfo8 to 0>> <<set $samMeetEmma to "none">> <<set $eatenBySunny to false>> <<set $sunnyRelation1 to 0>> <<set $malloryInfo2 to 0>> <<set $malloryInquiry1 to 0>> <<if $day2Workout and ($kaylaRel > 0)>> <<set $kaylaInfo2 to 1>> <<else>> <<set $kaylaInfo2 to 0>> <</if>> <<set $kaylaInfo3 to 0>> <<set $kaylaInfo4 to 0>> <<set $eatenByAliceDay4 to false>> <<set $minaInfo3 to 0>> <<set $minaInfo4 to 0>> <<set $day4LunchMina to false>> <<set $day4MinaTrainingOffer to false>> <<set $samAteCassidy to false>> <<set $ateCassidy to false>> <<set $aliceKey to false>> <<set $ateMina to false>> <<set $noGiveUp to false>> <<set $metIzumi to false>> <<set $kiraFavor to 0>> <<set $cherryInfo2 to 0>> <<set $cookingClubIzumi to false>> <<set $ateBethany to false>> <<set $cherryInfo3 to 0>> <<set $captainFavor to 0>> <<set $swim1Passed to false>> <<set $joanSwim1Bully to 0>> <<set $lastOutfit to "normal">> <<set $analByJoan to false>> <<set $dungeonName to "Gwendolyn">> <<set $dungeonLast to "Falk">> <<set $leahInfo3 to 0>> <<set $dungeonEatenByKirasha to false>> <<set $tabletopMeetup to false>> <<set $dungeonRaisa to 0>> <<set $dungeonHealth to ({ current: 115, max: 115 })>> <<set $dungeonStomach to 0>> <<set $dungeonVoreMessage to "">> <<set $dungeonAte to 0>> <<set $dungeonLevel to 3>> <<set $version to "0.4.0">> <</if>> <<if $version is "0.4.0">> <<set $version to "0.4.1">> <</if>> <<if $version is "0.4.1">> <<set $version to "0.4.2">> <</if>> <<if $version is "0.4.2">> <<set $aliceInfo2 to 0>> <<set $leahAfterFirstClub to 0>> <<set $ateApril to false>> <<set $anatomyDemonstration to 0>> <<set $metJanet to false>> <<set $unbirthedByJanet to false>> <<set $day5Zoey to false>> <<set $eatenBySunnyRescue to false>> <<set $samInquiry1 to 0>> <<set $day5SamHangout to false>> <<set $samInquiry2 to 0>> <<set $leilaInfo1 to 0>> <<set $leilaInfo2 to 0>> <<set $leilaInfo3 to 0>> <<set $leilaInfo4 to 0>> <<set $leilaInfo5 to 0>> <<set $day5LunchSamAndLeila to false>> <<set $boraInfo1 to 0>> <<set $day4MinaTrainingOffer to $minaTraining>> <<set $minaEscapeTraining to 0>> <<set $minaPred to 0>> <<set $ateNicole to false>> <<set $eatenByNicole to false>> <<set $day5SavedMandy to "none">> <<set $ateMandyDay5 to false>> <<set $neutralDigestion to false>> <<set $ateMinaDay5TrainingBetrayal to false>> <<set $week1PartyMinaInvited to false>> <<set $knowAntacid to false>> <<if $sunnyPhone>> <<set $sunnyFlirt to 1>> <<else>> <<set $sunnyFlirt to 0>> <</if>> <<set $day5SunnyExtended to 0>> <<set $samPrey to []>> <<set $emmaPrey to []>> <<set $leahPrey to []>> <<set $minaPrey to []>> <<set $sarahPrey to []>> <<set $aleshaPrey to []>> <<set $kaylaPrey to []>> <<set $alicePrey to []>> <<set $malloryPrey to []>> <<set $leilaPrey to []>> <<set $beliPrey to []>> <<set $nadiaPrey to []>> <<set $cherryPrey to []>> <<set $charlottePrey to []>> <<set $sunnyPrey to []>> <<set $malloryAttention3 to 0>> <<set $day5DinnerMallory to false>> <<set $malloryTargetKayla to 0>> <<if $escapismLabHaley>> <<set $totalEscaped -= 1>> <</if>> <<set $leahInfo4 to 0>> <<set $week1PartyMalloryInvited to false>> <<set $week1PartyLeahInvited to false>> <<set $day5LeahHangout to 0>> <<set $leahInfo5 to 0>> <<set $leahInfo6 to 0>> <<set $day5DinnerCrew to false>> <<set $sarahInfo1 to 0>> <<set $aleshaInfo2 to 0>> <<set $coupleSwimInvitation to false>> <<set $day5ChandraApology to 0>> <<if $unbirthedByNadia>> <<set $totalEscaped += 1>> <</if>> <<if $eatenByBree and $trialParticipant>> <<set $totalEscaped += 1>> <</if>> <<set $day5DinnerIzumi to false>> <<set $eatenByIzumi to false>> <<set $day5EmmaMovie to false>> <<set $emmaInfo8 to 0>> <<set $emmaInfo9 to 0>> <<set $janetWilling to true>> <<unset $metProfBora>> <<unset $minaTraining>> <<set $version to "0.5.0">> <</if>> <<if ($version is "0.4.3") or ($version is "0.5.0")>> /*I did an oopsie and forgot to update my placeholder 0.4.3 version variable from the working version of the new update to 0.5.0/0.5.1, so both of these variables are valid for saves on the most recent update and I'll have to correct that here.*/ <<if visited("September 5th- Practice with Mina")>> <<set $minaDorm to true>> <</if>> <<if ($minaEnd is "player") and !$ateMinaDay5TrainingBetrayal>> <<set $ateMinaDay2 to true>> <<else>> <<set $ateMinaDay2 to false>> <</if>> <<set $emmaTrainForZoey to 0>> <<set $ateAmelia to false>> <<set $version to "0.5.2">> <</if>> <<if $version is "0.5.2">> <<set $cherryInfo4 to 0>> <<set $day6BreakfastCherry to false>> <<set $cherryPartyCrash to false>> <<if $day2LunchCrew>> <<set $beliInfo1 to 1>>/* unfortunately no way to do these info trackers retroactively for the lunch scene, since you should have at least one of them I'm defaulting to giving the one that can only come from that scene so far */ <<else>> <<set $beliInfo1 to 0>> <</if>> <<if $metBeli and !$day2LunchCrew>> <<set $beliInfo2 to 1>> <<set $beliInfo3 to 1>>/*I don't think Gina can escape before you learn both these things so this should be accurate for anyone who met Beli via swallowing her*/ <<else>> <<set $beliInfo2 to 0>> <<set $beliInfo3 to 0>> <</if>> <<if ($eatenBySam and !$eatenByAnita) or ($escaped is "sam")>> <<set $samInfo9 to 1>> <<else>> <<set $samInfo9 to 0>> <</if>> <<set $day6BreakfastBeli to false>> <<set $beliInfo4 to 0>> <<set $beliInfo5 to 0>> <<set $beliSnitch1 to 0>> <<set $day6BreakfastEmma to false>> <<unset $preyWeakend>> <<set $eatenByCherry to false>> <<set $cherryDay6FullTour to false>> <<set $sarahInfo2 to 0>> <<set $day6LunchNadia to false>> <<if $nadiaRel > 0>> <<set $nadiaInfo2 to 1>> <<else>> <<set $nadiaInfo2 to 0>> <</if>> <<set $nadiaInfo1 to 0>> <<set $nadiaTeachUnbirth to 0>> <<set $nadiaInfo3 to 0>> <<set $nadiaInfo4 to 0>> <<set $day6Workout to false>> <<set $eatenByKayla to false>> <<set $kaylaWarnedAboutMallory to false>> <<set $week1PartyKaylaInvited to false>> <<set $kaylaTownInvitation to false>> <<set $day6AttemptedLunchAlice to false>> <<set $aliceSimp to 0>> <<set $day6Hunt1 to "none">> <<set $ateClaire to false>> <<set $eatenByClaire to false>> <<set $day6ClaireReversal to 0>> <<set $ateSadie to false>> <<set $day6SunnyHelpWithBetty to false>> <<unset $ateAshely>> <<unset $meyLeila>> <<set $analByOliviaMalloryAmbush to false>> <<set $eatenByOliviaMalloryAmbush to false>> <<set $analWillingIntoStomach to false>> <<set $emmaRomancePlayerInit to 0>> <<set $emmaInfo10 to 0>> <<set $ateNikki to false>> <<set $tabletopHangoutReleasedNikki to false>> <<set $tabletopHangoutLost to false>> <<set $samInfo10 to 0>> <<set $day6HuntWithSam to "none">> <<set $week1PartySamInvited to false>> <<set $ateMaria to false>> <<set $emmaAteBetty to false>> <<set $day6HuntBettyEmma to false>> <<set $ateBetty to false>> <<set $day6Hunt2 to "none">> <<set $eatenBySamDay6 to false>> <<set $charlotteInfo1 to 0>> <<set $charlotteInquiry1 to 0>> <<set $day6Charlotte to false>> <<set $version to "0.6.0">> <</if>> <<if $version is "0.6.0">> <<set $version to "0.6.1">> <</if>> <<if $version is "0.6.1">> <<SetPlayerSize>> <<set $weightGainMod to 1>> <<set $weightLossMod to 1>> <<set $breastGainMod to 1>> <<set $breastLossMod to 1>> <<set $ateJackieDay5 to false>> <<set $version to "0.6.2">> <</if>> <<if $version is "0.6.2">> <<if $fullness < 0>> <<set $fullness to 0>> <</if>> <<set $saveName to ($name + " " + $last)>> <<set $version to "0.6.3">> <</if>> <<if $version is "0.6.3">> <<if $aliceRelation1 is 2>> <<set $aliceTrue to 1>> <<else>> <<set $aliceTrue to 0>> <</if>> <<set $eatenByAliceDay7 to false>> <<set $day7Workout to false>> <<set $ateKayla to false>> <<set $kaylaEnd to "alive">> <<set $kaylaInfo5 to 0>> <<set $kaylaInfo6 to 0>> <<set $kaylaWeek1TripChoice to "none">> <<set $wardrobeSkimpy to false>> <<set $ateChelsea to false>> <<if $day6ClaireReversal is 1>> <<set $ateClaire to false>> <</if>> <<set $day7Swim to false>> <<set $aleshaInfo3 to 0>> <<set $aleshaInfo4 to 0>> <<set $sarahInquiry1 to 0>> <<set $freshCoupleInfo3 to 0>> <<set $sarahInfo3 to 0>> <<set $sarahInfo4 to 0>> <<set $eatenByMeghan to false>> <<set $emmaRelation3 to 0>> <<set $ateLian to false>> <<set $samRomancePlayerInit to 0>> <<unset $lastOufit>> <<unset $predWeakened>> <<set $lastOutfit to "normal">> <<set $day7PartyHunt to 0>> <<set $ateRegina to false>> <<set $samInfo11 to 0>> <<set $day7TrashAliceDorm to false>> <<set $aliceInfo3 to 0>> <<set $kaylaInfo7 to 0>> <<set $day7FedAlexToCherry to false>> <<set $analByCherry to false>> <<set $cherryInfo5 to 0>> <<set $cherryAnalTease to 0>> <<set $atePartyGirl to false>> <<set $day7Blackout to false>> <<set $emmaRelation4 to false>> <<set $emmaNoWeek1PartyPrey to false>> <<set $eatenByEmma to false>> <<set $eatenByVivian to false>> <<set $playerWilling to 0>> <<set $eatenByCassidy to false>> <<set $cassidyParty to "none">> <<set $ateCassidyParty to false>> <<set $eatenByJada to false>> <<set $sunnyInfo2 to 0>> <<set $eatenBySunnyParty to false>> <<unset $progresslth>> <<set $eatenByKris to false>> <<set $version to "1.0.0">> <</if>> <<if $version is "1.0.0">> <<if hasVisited("Emma's Party 3- Mina") and ($minaEnd is "party")>> <<set $minaEnd to "alive">> <</if>> <<set $version to "1.0.1">> <</if>> <<if $version is "1.0.1">> <<unset $preyCrushed>> <<unset $sceneBlocked>> <<unset $recoveryTimer>> <<unset $recoveryThreshold>> <<unset $recoveryEvent>> <<unset $capacityEvent>> <<set $sceneHasExtra to false>> <<set $sceneExtraLink to "none">> <<set $noStrongStruggle to false>> <<set $noWeakStruggle to false>> <<set $noNormalStruggle to false>> <<set $noBrace to false>> <<set $usingAntacid to false>> <<set $healthThreshold to 4>> <<set $healthMax to (32 + ($resilience * 4))>> <<set $health to $healthMax>> <<set $classicDisplay to false>> <<set $probed to false>> <<set $noProbe to false>> <<set $noSoothe to false>> <<set $graphicsSettings = { noPrey: false, theme: 0, background: 0, fancyUI: false, preemptive: 0 }>> <<set $aggressive to false>> <<set $noKnead to false>> <<set $preyHealthMax to 24>> <<set $preyHealth to 24>> <<set $preyHealthThreshold to 4>> <<set $lastPlayerAction to "none">> <<set $interactiveDifficulty to 0>> <<set $analSidebarDepthDisplay to ["At The Backdoor", "Colon", "Lower Small Intestine", "Upper Small Intestine", "Nearly In Stomach"]>> <<set $analFacing to 0>> <<set $stomachStrength to (32 + ($oralProficiency * 8))>> <<set $stomachHealth to $stomachStrength>> <<switch $oralProficiency>> <<case 5>> <<set $oralThreshold to 126>> <<case 4>> <<set $oralThreshold to 93>> <<case 3>> <<set $oralThreshold to 69>> <<case 2>> <<set $oralThreshold to 51>> <<case 1>> <<set $oralThreshold to 38>> <<default>> <<set $oralThreshold to 28>> <</switch>> <<switch $resilience>> <<case 5>> <<set $resilienceThreshold to 161>> <<case 4>> <<set $resilienceThreshold to 115>> <<case 3>> <<set $resilienceThreshold to 82>> <<case 2>> <<set $resilienceThreshold to 59>> <<case 1>> <<set $resilienceThreshold to 42>> <<default>> <<set $resilienceThreshold to 30>> <</switch>> <<switch $strength>> <<case 5>> <<set $strengthThreshold to 89>> <<case 4>> <<set $strengthThreshold to 66>> <<case 3>> <<set $strengthThreshold to 49>> <<case 2>> <<set $strengthThreshold to 36>> <<case 1>> <<set $strengthThreshold to 27>> <<default>> <<set $strengthThreshold to 20>> <</switch>> <<silently>><<StrengthXPCheck>><<ResilienceXPCheck>><<OralXPCheck>><</silently>> <<set _i to ($capacity - 5)>> <<if _i > 0>> <<for _i; _i > 0; _i-->> <<set $capacity -= 1>> <<set $capacityThreshold *= 0.5>> <<set $capacityXP += $capacityThreshold>> <</for>> <</if>> <<set $capacityThreshold to 60>> <<for _i = 0; _i < 5; _i++>> <<CapacityXPCheck>> <</for>> /* Sugarcube doesn't have native while loops so since this only runs once I'm being lazy and just running the xp check the maximum number of times it should ever concievably trigger */ <<set $buttGainMod to 1>> <<set $buttLossMod to 1>> <<set $buttBase to 5>> <<if $fat > 49>> <<set $buttFat to 20>> <<elseif $fat > 19>> <<set $buttFat to 10>> <<else>> <<set $buttFat to 0>> <</if>> <<set $buttSize to ($buttBase + $buttFat + $totalPrey)>> <<set $weightBias to 25>> <<set $weightFit to false>> <<set $startButtSize to $buttSize>> <<set $tutorialStateSave to "Intro Survey">> <<set $showedBettyMercy to false>> <<if hasVisited("Emma's Party- Eaten By Kris")>> <<set $minaSaved += 1>> <</if>> <<if hasVisited("September 6th- Mina Rescue")>> <<set $minaSaved += 1>> <</if>> <<unset $$ateAshley>> <<unset $analEatenByCherry>> <<unset $emmaInquiry>> <<unset $escapismLablHaley>> <<unset $mandyEcaped>> <<unset $outfistState>> <<unset $succuss>> <<unset $day3LunchSarah>> <<unset $eatenByZoey>> <<unset $freshCoupleRel2>> <<unset $minaTrained>> <<unset $playerCharacter>> <<unset $playerHealth>> <<unset $tourChandra>> <<unset $AliceInfo1>> <<unset $day2hunt>> <<unset $eatenbyErika>> <<unset $freshcoupleRel>> <<unset $lastprey>> <<unset $offcourse>> <<unset $preyExhaution>> <<unset $stomachHealh>> <<unset $wrongClassRoomStars>> <<unset $predaction>> <<if $day6BreakfastCherry>> <<set $metCherry to true>> <</if>> <<set $weekStartValues = { totalPrey: 0, totalEscaped: 0, pacifist: true, oralProficiency: 0, resilience: 0, strength: 0, capacity: 5, analProficiency: -3, unbirthProficiency: -3, rank: 0, fat: 0, breastFat: 0, buttFat: 0, reputation: ["none", "none"], relationships: [0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0,0], workedOut: 0 }>> <<set $emmaEnd to "alive">> <<set $samEnd to "alive">> <<set $leahEnd to "alive">> <<set $aliceEnd to "alive">> <<set $malloryEnd to "alive">> <<set $sarahEnd to "alive">> <<set $aleshaEnd to "alive">> <<set $cherryEnd to "alive">> <<set $leilaEnd to "alive">> <<set $beliEnd to "alive">> <<set $nadiaEnd to "alive">> <<set $sunnyEnd to "alive">> <<set $charlotteEnd to "alive">> <<set $reputation to ["none", "none"]>> <<set $version to "1.0.2">> <</if>> <<if $version is "1.0.2">> <<set $maxFullCap to Math.trunc($capacity * 1.2)>> <<if $capacity is 5>> <<set $capacityThreshold to 75>> <<elseif $capacity is 7>> <<set $capacityThreshold to 120>> <</if>> <<set $emmaCorruption to 0>> <<if $emmaAteBetty>> <<set $emmaCorruption += 1>> <</if>> <<set $samSidekick to 0>> <<if $day6HuntWithSam is "normal">> <<set $samSidekick += 1>> <</if>> <<if $day2HuntWithSam != "none">> <<set $samSidekick += 1>> <</if>> <<set $samRival to 0>> <<if $ateAnita>> <<set $samRival += 1>> <</if>> <<if $ateMaria>> <<set $samRival += 1>> <</if>> <<if $ateRegina>> <<set $samRival += 1>> <</if>> <<set $samRivalLoss to 0>> <<if ($day6HuntWithSam is "challenge") and !$ateMaria>> <<set $samRivalLoss += 1>> <</if>> <<if ($day7PartyHunt > 0) and !$ateRegina>> <<set $samRivalLoss += 1>> <</if>> <<set $leahPamper to 0>> <<if $day5LeahHangout is 2>> <<set $leahPamper += 1>> <</if>> <<set $malloryAce to 0>> <<if $malloryTargetKayla > 0>> <<set $malloryAce += 1>> <</if>> <<set $malloryUseful to 0>> <<if $ateKayla and ($malloryTargetKayla is 1)>> <<set $malloryUseful += 1>> <</if>> <<set $version to "1.0.3">> <</if>> <<if ($version is "1.0.3") or ($version is "1.0.3.1")>> <<set $preyBetweenWeeks to [false, false, false, false, false]>> <<if $malloryAttention1 is 1>> <<set $malloryAttention1 to true>> <</if>> <<set $emmaInfo11 to 0>> <<set $kaylaInfo8 to 0>> <<unset $buttSize>> <<unset $preyAcion>> <<unset $sceneAttak>> <<set $leahInquiry1 to 0>> <<set $leahRomancePlayerInit to 0>> <<set $leahVBully to 0>> <<set $day8LunchLeah to false>> <<set $aleshaRoommate to 0>> <<set $leahInquiry2 to 0>> <<set $knowStreamer to false>> <<set $leahInfo7 to 0>> <<set $malloryInquiry2 to 0>> <<set $day8Maeve to false>> <<if $maeveDisrespect>> <<set $maeveDisrespect to 1>> <<else>> <<set $maeveDisrespect to 0>> <</if>> <<set $day8Alice to "none">> <<set $eatenByDarcy to false>> <<set $day8IntroLabFailed to true>> <<if hasVisited("September 5th- Mandy Rescue")>> <<set $day5SavedMandy to "ate">> <</if>> <<if ($ateBetty or $day6SunnyHelpWithBetty or ($day6HuntWithSam is "betty")) and hasVisited("September 7th- Breakfast")>> <<if $aliceRel > -5>> <<if $aliceRel < -1>><<set $aliceRel to -5>><<else>><<set $aliceRel -= 3>><</if>> <</if>> <</if>> <<set $savedMandy to false>> <<set $ateMandyFinal to false>> <<set $eatenByMandy to false>> <<set $ateVickey to 0>> <<if hasVisited("September 5th- On the Hunt: Downstairs") or $ateAmelia>> <<set $ameliaBathroomScene to true>> <<else>> <<set $ameliaBathroomScene to false>> <</if>> <<set $ateAmeliaDay8 to 0>> <<if $escapismLabMina and ($fullness > $digestion)>> <<set $fullness to Math.max($fullness-3, 0)>> <</if>> <<if hasVisited("Eat Sadie- Failure")>> <<set $ateSadie to false>> <</if>> <<if hasVisited("Emma's Party- Eat Cassidy: Failure")>> <<set $ateCassidyParty to false>> <</if>> <<set $day8DinnerLeila to false>> <<set $day8DinnerCherry to false>> <<set $leilaInfo6 to 0>> <<set $cherryInfo6 to 0>> <<set $day8LeilaHangout to 0>> <<set $leilaInfo7 to 0>> <<set $leilaInquiry1 to 0>> <<set $eatenByAliceDay8 to false>> <<set $playerHorny to 0>> <<set $playerHorny += $sunnyFlirt>> <<set $playerHorny += $sex>> <<set $day8EmmaHangout to false>> <<set $version to "1.1.0">> <</if>> <<if $version is "1.1.0">> <<unset $eatanByAliceDay4>> <<if $leilaInfo5 > 1>> <<set $playerHorny += 1>> <</if>> <<set $version to "1.1.1">> <</if>> <<if $version is "1.1.1">> <<unset $day7EndInEmmaBed>> <<unset $kayalRel>> <<unset $eatenByAliceDay>> <<unset $day6HuntSam>> <<unset $totalEscapes>> <<set $aliceDom to 0>> <<set $escapismLabAlice to false>> <<set $day9EscapismLabFailed to false>> <<set $day9Heist to 0>> <<set $beliSnitch2 to 0>> <<set $beliAccomplice to 0>> <<set $beliTrouble to 0>> <<set $ateCatherine to 0>> <<set $playerTrouble to 0>> <<set $halloweenKnowBooze to false>> <<set $sunnyInfo3 to 0>> <<set $day10SunnyYoga to false>> <<if $maeveDisrespect > 1>> <<set $day8Maeve to 2>> <<elseif $day8Maeve>> <<set $day8Maeve to 1>> <<else>> <<set $day8Maeve to 0>> <</if>> <<set $day9Hunt to "none">> <<set $day9Book to false>> <<set $leahExperiencedPerv to 0>> <<set $eatenByLeahDay9 to false>> <<set $sarahRoommate to 0>> <<set $day9MinaTrain to 0>> <<set $day9ArtistModel to 0>> <<set $samInfo12 to 0>> <<set $samHalloween to 0>> <<set $day9SamHunt to 0>> <<set $samKnowVorny to 0>> <<set $ateTiffany to 0>> <<set $leahHalloween to 0>> <<set $day9Workout to 0>> <<set $kaylaInfo9 to 0>> <<set $day9DinnerSam to false>> <<set $day9DinnerMina to false>> <<set $day9LeahBullied to false>> <<set $ateBettyDay9 to 0>> <<set $arousal to 0>> <<set $arousalMax to 50>> <<set $noMasturbate to false>> <<set $noHump to false>> <<set $noPushDown to false>> <<set $unbirthNearEscape to false>> <<set $predArousalMax to 50>> <<set $predArousal to 0>> <<set $predPreferences to [1,1,1,1]>> <<set $predOrgasms to 0>> <<set $unbirthOrgasms to 0>> <<set $unbirthEnding to "none">> <<set $unbirthLength to 9>> <<set $predUnbirthProficiency to 0>> <<set $noUnbirthEscape to false>> <<set $unbirthedByNadiaDay9 to false>> <<set $totalUnbirthOrgasms to 0>> <<set $nadiaUnbirthOrgasms to 0>> <<if $ateCassidy or $samAteCassidy or $ateCassidyParty or ($cassidyParty is "harper")>><<set $cassidyEaten to true>><<else>><<set $cassidyEaten to false>><</if>> <<if $ateBetty or $emmaAteBetty or ($day6HuntWithSam is "betty")>><<set $bettyEaten to true>><<else>><<set $bettyEaten to false>><</if>> <<set $day9CatherineVorny to false>> <<set $day9Charlotte to 0>> <<set $day9EmmaAdvice to 0>> <<set $partyFaceSit to false>> <<set $version to "1.2.0">> <</if>> <<if $version is "1.2.0">> <<set $version to "1.2.1">> <</if>> <<if $version is "1.2.1">> <<if ($week > 1) and ($emmaInfo1 < 1)>><<set $emmaInfo1 to 1>><</if>> <<set $eatenByIliana to false>> <<set $day10BreakfastCouple to false>> <<set $ateRobin to 0>> <<set $day10BreakfastNadia to false>> <<set $ellyAppeal to 0>> <<set $day10StacyRescued to false>> <<set $ateBrooke to 0>> <<set $malloryAttention4 to 0>> <<set $malloryAttention5 to 0>> <<set $malloryInfo3 to 0>> <<set $TEMPcoupleHalloweenCostume to false>> <<set $freshCoupleInfo4 to 0>> <<set $metCynthia to false>> <<set $knowMassage to false>> <<set $nadiaInfo5 to 0>> <<set $day10Workout to 0>> <<set $aliceInquiry2 to 0>> <<set $ateElly to 0>> <<set $eatenByZoeyDay10 to false>> <<set $dungeonLiedOnRoll to false>> <<set $morganFavor to 0>> <<set $dungeonEatenByGuardian to false>> <<set $swim2Passed to 0>> <<set $eatenByLily to false>> <<set $cookingBreakfastBattle to 0>> <<set $cookingCherryAnalHaley to false>> <<set $cherryInfo7 to 0>> <<set $ateMaya to 0>> <<set $eatenByIzumiDay10 to false>> <<set $ateHaley to 0>> <<set $swim2Lily to false>> <<set $playerFreak to 0>> <<set $swim2MeghanEaten to false>> <<if ($malloryUseful > 0) and ($malloryRel < 3)>><<set $malloryRel += 1>><</if>> <<if $day3DetourMovie>><<set $freshCoupleInfo4 to 1>><</if>> <<if visited("Workout- Eat Kayla")>> <<set $day7TriedToEatKayla to true>> <<else>> <<set $day7TriedToEatKayla to false>> <</if>> <<if $captainFavor > 0>><<set $captainFavor to 1>><</if>> <<set $version to "1.3.0">> <</if>> <<if $version is "1.3.0">> <<if $ateJackieDay5>><<set $playerFreak += 1>><</if>> <<if $unbirthedByJanet>><<set $playerFreak += 1>><</if>> <<if $day7FedAlexToCherry>><<set $playerFreak += 1>><</if>> <<if $partyFaceSit>><<set $playerFreak += 1>><</if>> <<if $cherryTeachAnal > 1>><<set $playerFreak += 1>><</if>> <<if hasVisited("October 29th- Unbirth Training")>><<set $playerFreak += 1>><</if>> <<if $day5SunnyExtended > 0>><<set $playerWilling += 1>><</if>> <<if $janetWilling and $unbirthedByJanet>><<set $playerWilling += 1>><</if>> <<if $difficulty is "easy">> <<if $staminaMax > 9999>><<set $staminaMax to 9999>><<set $stamina to 9999>><</if>> <</if>> <<unset $frechCoupleMax>> <<unset $buttsize>> <<unset $dungeoncharacter>> <<unset $analAteOliva>> <<unset $mallorRel>> <<set $version to "1.3.1">> <</if>>

<<set _gained to 0>> <<set _bGained to 0>> <<if ($startFat < 5) and ($fat >=5) and ($fat < 20)>>/*Pass weight threshold from Skinny up to Average*/ <<set _gained to 1>> Looking yourself over, you notice that you seem to have a bit more meat on your bones than you used to. Far from fat, but your arms and legs are definitely softer and less slender than before. <<elseif ($startFat < 20) and ($fat >= 20) and ($fat < 35)>>/*Pass weight threshold from Average up to Chubby*/ <<set _gained to 1>> You pause as you see yourself in the mirror, noticing that you look a lot chubbier than you used, your body seeming at least a little softer than you remember no matter where you look. Your arms and calves are definitely looking thicker, jiggling just a little bit whenever you make a sudden movement. <<if $fullness < 2>>Somewhat afraid of what you'll find, you gently lift up your shirt with both hands to look at your belly. It's not quite sticking out, but definitely looking rounded and squishy. Doing anything other than standing perfectly straight leaves you with a noticeable fold.<<else>>It's impossible to tell right now with some of $lastPrey still bloating your gut, but you have to imagine that your stomach is going to stay a bit squishy even when she's gone.<</if>> <<elseif ($startFat < 35) and ($fat >= 35) and ($fat < 50)>>/*Pass weight threshold from Chubby up to Overweight*/ <<set _gained to 1>> It's immediately clear why you've been feeling sluggish for most of the day. You've put on quite a bit of weight, too much for your clothing to disguise in any way anymore. Your arms are pudgy and soft, and even your face looks a bit more rounded now. <<if $fullness < 2>>Your belly bulges forward and sticks out even without <<if $fullness is 1>>much<<else>>anything<</if>> filling it, subtly sagging and creating a faint crease along the middle.<<else>>Even still bloated from your meal, you can tell you're sporting more fat, your skin looking like it's straining less than usual to contain your meal.<</if>> You run your hands along your body a little, acquainting yourself with your new size, unsure how to feel about the added mass. <<elseif ($startFat < 50) and ($fat >= 50) and ($fat < 75)>>/*Pass weight threshold from Overweight up to Fat*/ <<set _gained to 1>> Seeing yourself in the mirror, you can't avoid acknowledging it any longer--you've gotten fat. Your arms and legs are thick and starting to look puffy, even straining against your clothing a little. The most extreme, of course, is your belly. <<if $fullness is 2>>It's almost hard to tell that you still have most of $lastPrey digesting, what's left of her barely causing more of a bulge than your gut would already have.<<elseif $fullness > 2>>Even with your belly still distended from your last meal, it's obvious how much softer it is.<<elseif $fullness > 0>>You can't even tell that your body is still working through $lastPrey at a glance, the extra bloating perfectly blending into the rolls of fat you're now sporting.<<else>>It bulges out from your abdomen, sticking out quite a bit in the front and making you wider all around. It's heavy enough to droop and hang low, sporting a few creases even while standing straight.<</if>> If you don't start working out, you're going to need a whole new wardrobe pretty soon. <<elseif ($startFat < 75) and ($fat >= 75)>>/*Pass weight threshold from Fat up to Obese*/ <<set _gained to 1>> Seeing yourself, you realize that you've gotten alarmingly overweight after all of your meals. Your face is chubby and rounded, your arms are huge and sagging, faintly forming odd creases at your elbow, and your legs are even worse. Then of course there's your belly, bloating outward and folding over itself from all the weight you've built up. <<if ($fullness > 2) and ($fullness < 5)>>The mass of $lastPrey in your gut only seems to be pulling the skin a little tighter, even with close to a full person it looks like it's barely sticking out more than it normally would.<<else>>It's big enough that you feel like swallowing a single person wouldn't even make all that much of a difference.<</if>> Perhaps it's time to slow down a little with your meals. <<elseif ($startFat >= 75) and ($fat < 75) and ($fat >= 50)>>/*Pass weight threshold from Obese down to Fat*/ <<set _gained to 2>> Although you're still quite large, you notice that you seem to have worked off a decent amount of your bulk. Your arms and legs aren't quite so bloated anymore, and despite still bulging forward<<if $fullness > 2>> with your last meal<</if>> your belly has definitely gotten smaller. You're absolutely still fat, but at a much more manageable level than before. <<elseif ($startFat >= 50) and ($fat < 50) and ($fat >= 35)>>/*Pass weight threshold from Fat down to Overweight*/ <<set _gained to 2>> You smile when you see yourself, noticing just how much weight you've managed to shave off. While still large and a bit jiggly, your arms and legs have definitely slimmed down, bloated but not sagging.<<if $fullness < 2>> Your gut still sticks out a fair amount, but most of your belly rolls have faded or gone away completely.<<else>> It's tough to tell with your gut still bloated out from $lastPrey, but your stomach seems to have slimmed down a bit as well.<</if>> Working out has definitely paid off. <<elseif ($startFat >= 35) and ($fat < 35) and ($fat >= 20)>>/*Pass weight threshold from Overweight down to Chubby*/ <<set _gained to 2>> You pause and grin when you really look at yourself. You'd been feeling lighter on your feet lately, but you're only realizing now just how much weight you've lost. You're back to looking more curvy than fat, your limbs still soft and chubby but no longer bloated, not to mention that your face has slimmed back down to normal. You run your hands along your body and pose a little in the mirror, enjoying the pleasantly thick figure you've worked down to.<<if $fullness < 2>> Perhaps most exciting, however, is that your stomach, while still pudgy, barely sticks out anymore, down to the size where a loose shirt could hide it.<</if>> <<elseif ($startFat >= 20) and ($fat < 20) and ($fat >= 5)>>/*Pass weight threshold from Chubby down to Average*/ <<set _gained to 2>> Seeing yourself in the mirror, your face lights up. You've really slimmed down lately, and you're finally at the point where you wouldn't even call yourself chubby. Your arms and legs are trim and slender, though perhaps losing a bit of their appealing curve in the process. <<if $fullness < 1>>With a bit of excitement, you lift up the front of your shirt, finding your belly flat and free of any folds.<<else>>Although your belly is still bulging forward<<if $fullness is 1>> a bit<</if>>, you can tell that it's just what's left of your last meal causing it to bloat, your skin looking like it's pulled tighter than it used to be.<</if>> <<elseif ($startFat >= 5) and ($fat < 5)>>/*Pass weight threshold from Average down to Skinny*/ <<set _gained to 2>> You've been feeling a little lighter on your feet than you used to, and looking at yourself now you can see why. You look almost skeletal compared to this morning, even your face seems a little slimmer. Lifting up your shirt, you find your belly is the clearest indicator of the weight you've lost. <<if $fullness > 2>>Though it's still distended from your meal, your stomach has tightened so much that if you weren't looking at it with your own eyes, you'd assume someone had edited in the bulge.<<else>>The base of your ribcage clearly juts out above your trim stomach, and you can even see the very slight bump of your hips sticking out.<</if>> <<elseif $fullness < 3>> <<if (($startFat + 10) <= $fat) and ($fat < 50)>> <<set _gained to 1>> You're shocked as you look at yourself in the mirror. You'd noticed something felt a little off toward the end of the day, and now you can see why. You must have put on //at least// twenty pounds since this morning, pretty much every part of your body looking puffier than before. You squeeze the soft pudge of your belly curiously, not sure how you feel about the added mass. <<elseif (($startFat + 5) <= $fat) and ($fat < 35)>> <<set _gained to 1>> Looking in the mirror, it's immediately apparent that you've put on some weight<<if $fullness is 2>>, even with your belly still working through its meal<</if>>. You run your hands along your body curiously, noting that pretty much every inch of you is a little squishier than it was before.<<if $fullness < 2>> Pulling up your shirt and rubbing your belly, you notice it jiggling a bit<<if $fullness is 1>>, which you hold out hope is just what's left of $lastPrey still working her way through you<</if>>.<</if>> <<elseif (($startFat + 2) <= $fat) and ($fat < 20)>> <<set _gained to 1>> Feeling a little off, you lift up your shirt and inspect your belly, finding it squishier than you remember. <<if $fullness is 2>>It's hard to tell for sure with the gut you're still sporting, but i<<else>>I<</if>>t seems like you've put on a couple pounds<<if $fullness is 1>>, though it might just be $lastPrey still working her way through your system<</if>>. <</if>> <</if>> <<if $startBreastSize < $breastSize>> <<if ($startBreastSize < 5) and ($breastSize >= 5) and ($breastSize < 10)>>/*Pass weight threshold from A cups up to B cups*/ <<set _bGained to 1>> You<<if _gained != 0>> also<</if>> notice<<if _gained is 2>>, however,<</if>> that your chest is a little more prominent than you remember. Still just a small bump, but unlike before it's clear there's something there even through your clothing. You guess that you're probably up to a B cup. <<elseif ($startBreastSize < 10) and ($breastSize >= 10) and ($breastSize < 18)>>/*Pass weight threshold from B cups up to C cups*/ <<set _bGained to 1>> <<if _gained is 2>>While you may have slimmed down elsewhere, it seems like your breasts have actually gotten bigger.<<elseif _gained is 1>>Along with the weight you put on, you notice your breasts have definitely gotten a size boost.<<else>>Looking in the mirror, you immediately notice that your breasts are much more noticeable than before.<</if>> Not anything to write home about compared to some busts you've seen, but you're now rocking two clear mounds on your chest. You imagine you must be up to a C cup by now. <<elseif ($startBreastSize < 18) and ($breastSize >= 18) and ($breastSize < 25)>>/*Pass weight threshold from C cups up to D cups*/ <<set _bGained to 1>> <<if _gained is 2>>Despite slimming down elsewhere, your chest is looking much more prominent than it used to.<<else>><<if _gained is 1>>Luckily, some of that weight is going to the right places<<else>>A welcome change immediately catches your eye<</if>>--you're looking much bustier than the last time you saw yourself.<</if>> You'd been noticing through the day that your bra felt a little tight, but now it's obvious just how much your breasts have grown. With a smile, you cup them with your hands, enough there for you to squeeze and play with now. They must be at least D cups! <<elseif ($startBreastSize < 25) and ($breastSize >= 25) and ($breastSize < 35)>>/*Pass weight threshold from D cups up to E cups*/ <<set _bGained to 1>> <<if _gained is 2>>You may have lost weight elsewhere, but it's clear to see why you've been feeling a little topheavy today.<<else>><<if _gained is 1>>On top of the added chub, <<else>>One thing is immediately clear when you look in the mirror--<</if>>your chest has gotten much bigger.<</if>> Your tits are looking plump and still pretty perky, sticking out quite a bit from your body. Unable to help yourself, you gently knead them together, each one a bit larger than you can fit in your hand now. They have to be at least E cups by now! <<elseif ($startBreastSize < 35) and ($breastSize >= 35) and ($breastSize < 45)>>/*Pass weight threshold from E cups up to F cups*/ <<set _bGained to 1>> <<if _gained != 0>>Regardless of anything else<<else>>Looking in the mirror<</if>>, it's immediately clear how much bigger your breasts have gotten. Your shirt is stretched and a little tight as it fights to accommodate the curves you're rocking. They overflow out of your hands when you grab them, and they've got quite a bit of weight to them. You lean forward and pull your shirt down, checking out the deep valley your cleavage has become. You must be up to at least F cups at this point! <<elseif ($startBreastSize < 45) and ($breastSize >= 45) and ($breastSize < 60)>>/*Pass weight threshold from F cups up to G cups*/ <<set _bGained to 1>> <<if _gained is 2>>While you may have lost weight elsewhere, y<<else>><<if _gained is 1>>Another<<else>>Looking at yourself in the mirror, one<</if>> thing is immediately apparent--your chest has gotten much bigger. Y<</if>>our bra is straining to contain your breasts after today, the heavy mounds of flesh overflowing as they hang on your chest. Excited by this development, you pull off your shirt and set your tits loose, checking them out in all their glory. Even hanging completely free, they're so large that they still press together and give you some cleavage. After admiring your new bust with both your hands and eyes for a while, you throw your shirt back on, still grinning to yourself. You're easily rocking G cups at this point! <<elseif ($startBreastSize < 60) and ($breastSize >= 60) and ($breastSize < 75)>>/*Pass weight threshold from G cups up to H cups*/ <<set _bGained to 1>> <<if _gained is 2>>Despite this, however, you've been noticing your chest getting in the way a lot today, and it's very clear why looking at yourself now.<<else>>You've been noticing your chest getting in the way a lot today, and <<if _gained is 1>>looking at yourself now it's clear your recent gains are to blame<<else>>looking at yourself now it's very clear why<</if>><</if>>. Your bust is starting to get alarmingly large, overflowing out of your bra and starting to hang a little lower than before. You pull off your shirt and unhook your bra, the fabric practically flying off the moment it's allowed to loosen, your massive breasts bouncing slightly as they're set free. A grin spreads across your lips as you cup your hands over them, but you feel a hint of worry. As excited as you are by the growth, a part of you is afraid they're starting to get out of hand. You must be up to at least H cups now! <<elseif ($startBreastSize < 75) and ($breastSize >= 75) and ($breastSize < 100)>>/*Pass weight threshold from H cups up to I cups*/ <<set _bGained to 1>> <<if _gained is 2>>However, even if the rest of your body has slimmed down it's immediately clear that your chest didn't get the message.<<elseif _gained is 1>>Of course, looking in the mirror it's impossible to ignore where a lot of your weight has been going: your chest.<<else>>On some level you'd noticed throughout the day, but looking in the mirror now it's immediately clear that your chest has once again plumped up.<</if>> Your shirt is pulled tight as it strains to contain your soft flesh, and you find yourself almost nervous as you pull it off to take a closer look. A faint blush creeps onto your cheeks as you unhook your bra and let it fall off, cupping your hands over your massive breasts. Giving yourself a light squeeze, you feel your flesh overflow out of your grip, too large to be contained. You must be up to at least I cups by now! <<elseif ($startBreastSize < 100) and ($breastSize >= 100)>>/*Pass weight threshold from I cups up to J cups*/ <<set _bGained to 1>> <<if _gained is 2>>Your weight loss elsewhere, however, has only emphasized how top heavy you've gotten.<<else>>Your eyes widen a little as they settle on your chest in the mirror.<</if>> Your boobs have gotten absolutely massive from all your recent meals, hanging heavy and faintly straining your shirt. You give them a light, curious squeeze, then pull off your shirt to better assess the situation. Your current bra holds them tight enough to make clear indentations on the skin, and a sigh escapes your lips as you set them free and the tension you hadn't even noticed before is released. Cupping your hands under them, you're shocked at how much resistance they offer when you go to lift them--at this point, a pretty notable amount of your weight has to be coming from just your tits. You must be rocking a staggering J cup //at least// by now! <</if>> <<elseif $startBreastSize > $breastSize>> <<if ($startBreastSize >= 5) and ($breastSize < 5)>>/*Pass weight threshold from B cups down to A cups*/ <<set _bGained to 2>> <<if _gained is 1>>Despite bulking up elsewhere, you<<else>>You<</if>> frown when you see your chest. Your bra had been feeling like it wasn't fitting right for a while, and now you can see why--working out has robbed you of even the small tits you'd built up. Not even small and perky anymore, with all your clothes on it looks like you're completely flat. You must be back down to A cups. <<elseif ($startBreastSize >= 10) and ($breastSize < 10)>>/*Pass weight threshold from C cups down to B cups*/ <<set _bGained to 2>> <<if _gained is 2>>Along with the rest of you<<elseif _gained is 1>>Despite the weight you've put on,<<else>>Looking in the mirror, you notice that<</if>> your chest has slimmed down. The bumps showing through your shirt are much more subtle than before, back to how they used to be before your more recent meals. You must be back down to a B cup. <<elseif ($startBreastSize >= 18) and ($breastSize < 18)>>/*Pass weight threshold from D cups down to C cups*/ <<set _bGained to 2>> Taking a closer look at yourself, you notice that your breasts have <<if _gained is 2>>also <</if>>gotten a bit smaller. It's not a drastic change, but your shirt used to have to stretch a bit around your chest, while now it more loosely drapes over it. Being more petite may not be as impressive, but you're reminded now that it is a little more comfortable. You assume you're back down to C cups at this point. <<elseif ($startBreastSize >= 25) and ($breastSize < 25)>>/*Pass weight threshold from E cups down to D cups*/ <<set _bGained to 2>> <<if _gained is 2>>Unfortunately, working out has also shaved a few curves you would have rather kept.<<elseif _gained is 1>>You may have put on weight, but your reflection reveals that not every part of you grew.<<else>>Your reflection reveals that your workout has taken a toll on your chest.<</if>> While they're still a decent size, your breasts are clearly less prominent than they were before. Your shirt isn't hugging them as tight as it used to, and looking from the side makes it very apparent that they don't stick out as far. You're probably back down to a D cup. <<elseif ($startBreastSize >= 35) and ($breastSize < 35)>>/*Pass weight threshold from F cups down to E cups*/ <<set _bGained to 2>> <<if _gained is 2>>Alongside your other weight loss,<<else>><<if _gained is 1>>However, you also<<else>>Looking in the mirror you<</if>> notice that<</if>> your breasts are clearly much less plump than they were before. You're definitely still busty, but they're not as attention grabbing now. That's not necessarily a negative, and you have to admit the reduced weight is somewhat of a relief. They're probably back down to at least E cups. <<elseif ($startBreastSize >= 45) and ($breastSize < 45)>>/*Pass weight threshold from G cups down to F cups*/ <<set _bGained to 2>> <<if _gained is 2>>Along with the rest of you<<elseif _gained is 1>>Despite the weight you've put on,<<else>>Looking in the mirror, you notice that<</if>> your chest seems a little smaller than you remember. It's definitely still large, and it isn't immediately clear, but a closer inspection confirms that they've definitely slimmed down. You absentmindedly bounce them a couple times with your hands, wondering if that's really a bad thing--they're definitely more manageable at this size. You'd guess you're back down to an F cup now. <<elseif ($startBreastSize >= 60) and ($breastSize < 60)>>/*Pass weight threshold from H cups down to G cups*/ <<set _bGained to 2>> <<if _gained is 2>>You quickly notice that your chest has also slimmed down with the rest of you.<<elseif _gained is 1>>While the rest of you may be looking plumper, however, you notice that your chest is actually a bit smaller than you remember.<<else>>Your bra had been feeling oddly uncomfortable for most of the day, and looking in the mirror now you think you can see why--your chest has definitely slimmed down a bit.<</if>> They're far from small, of course, still big enough to gently press together even after being freed from your bra, but it's clear they're not as plump as you remember. Though, you do notice that they seem a bit perkier than they've been lately with some of that weight shaved off. You're probably back down to a G cup at this point. <<elseif ($startBreastSize >= 75) and ($breastSize < 75)>>/*Pass weight threshold from I cups down to H cups*/ <<set _bGained to 2>> You actually find yourself a little relieved to notice that your chest seems to have slimmed down a little<<if _gained is 2>> as well<<elseif _gained is 1>> despite the weight you put on overall<</if>>. Your breasts are still massive, of course, but on closer inspection it's obvious they aren't as distractingly enormous as they used to be. While you won't be drawing //quite// as much attention, hopefully they'll be a bit more manageable now. You're fairly certain you're back to being an H cup at this point. <<elseif ($startBreastSize >= 100) and ($breastSize < 100)>>/*Pass weight threshold from J cups down to I cups*/ <<set _bGained to 2>> If it weren't for your bra feeling uncomfortably loose, you aren't sure you would even be able to tell at this size, but on closer inspection it's clear that your breasts have shrunk a little<<if _gained is 2>> as well<<elseif _gained is 1>> despite the weight you put on overall<</if>>. In no universe could you get away with calling them small, but you're certainly feeling at least a //little// less topheavy than you did before. You'd guess that you're back down to an I cup now. <</if>> <</if>> <<if $startButtSize < $buttSize>> <<if ($startButtSize < 5) and ($buttSize >= 5) and ($buttSize < 15)>>/*Pass weight threshold from Petite to Average*/ Your gaze <<if _bGained > 0>>is then drawn down to<<else>>lingers on<</if>> your thighs and your eyes perk up. <<if (_gained is 2) or (_bGained is 2)>>While you may have slimmed down elsewhere, they've<<else>>They've<</if>> really filled out recently! You strike a slight pose and run a hand along your thigh with a smirk, tilting your hips to get a look at the curve of your butt. It's certainly nothing exceptional, but it feels good to have <<if $startFat > 19>>finally evened out a bit<<else>>a bit of meat on your bones<</if>>. <<elseif ($startButtSize < 15) and ($buttSize >= 15) and ($buttSize < 25)>>/*Pass weight threshold from Average to Perky*/ <<if (_gained > 0) or (_bGained > 0)>>Further investigating the changes<<else>>On a whim<</if>>, you strike a quick pose in the mirror, letting out an excited gasp when you get a good look at yourself. Your ass looks great right now! Nice and perky, with a clear, alluring curve to it. Some of the weight you've put on has definitely been going to the right places! <<elseif ($startButtSize < 25) and ($buttSize >= 25) and ($buttSize < 40)>>/*Pass weight threshold from Perky to Chubby*/ <<if (_gained > 0) or (_bGained > 0)>>Further investigating the changes<<else>>Having noticed something feeling a bit odd throughout the day<</if>>, you turn to inspect your butt in the mirror. Your eyes perk up and, while you have some privacy, you slide down your bottoms to get a better look. Your ass looks amazing! Your recent meals have really been filling it out--at this point it's nice and chubby, clearly sticking out from your frame but not sagging a bit. You wiggle your hips a little to make it jiggle before covering yourself again, an excited grin plastered on your face. <<elseif ($startButtSize < 40) and ($buttSize >= 40) and ($buttSize < 60)>>/*Pass weight threshold from Chubby to Plump*/ <<if _gained is 2>>While most of your body may have slimmed down, there's one area that you're positive has gone in the other direction. <<elseif _bGained is 2>>While your chest might have slimmed down, there's another area that you're positive has gone in the other direction. <<elseif _gained is 1>>Of course, your attention is quickly drawn down to your hips. <</if>>You'd been noticing your thighs rubbing against each other for most of the day, and now you can finally properly appreciate why. They've seriously plumped up from all your recent meals! You run an appreciative hand along your soft, juicy flesh, tracing your fingers back to your ass, which is similarly looking bigger than you remember. Definitely too big for any of your clothes to disguise at this point. Unable to resist, you turn your hips toward the mirror and give your plump butt a spank, grinning at the resulting jiggle. <<elseif ($startButtSize < 60) and ($buttSize >= 60) and ($buttSize < 85)>>/*Pass weight threshold from Plump to Thicc*/ It was hard //not// to notice throughout the day, but taking a look in the mirror makes one thing abundantly obvious--<<if (_gained is 2) or (_bGained is 2)>>despite slimming down elsewhere, <</if>>your ass has gotten huge! Your thighs are looking thick and wide, and your butt has plumped up to the point that even through your clothes it seems to jiggle a little with every little movement. Some small voice in your head is a little worried that your growth might be starting to get out of hand, but it's easily drowned out by how much you're enjoying watching it bounce around. <<elseif ($startButtSize < 85) and ($buttSize >= 85) and ($buttSize < 115)>>/*Pass weight threshold from Thicc to Dummy Thicc*/ Having noticed yourself getting a lot of looks throughout the day, you turn your hips toward the mirror to investigate. Your eyes go wide--your ass is //enormous//! <<if (_gained is 2) or (_bGained is 2)>>You might have slimmed down elsewhere, but it's almost like all that weight shifted down instead of being worked off. <</if>> With thighs this thick and so much meat hanging out the back, you're frankly worried that you're going to start having problems with bumping into things, but all that jiggle has clearly been grabbing eyes in a good way. You give your hips a shake and grin, unable to concern yourself with the possible inconveniences of your size when you've got an ass this incredible. <<elseif ($startButtSize < 115) and ($buttSize >= 115)>>/*Pass weight threshold from Dummy Thicc to Dumptruck*/ You didn't think it was possible<<if _gained is 1>>, but the weight you've put on has clearly added to your ass and thighs as well<<else>>, but somehow your ass and thighs have gotten even bigger<</if>>. You're almost in awe of yourself as you check out your lower body. You thighs are thick and juicy, your hips wide and curvy even from the front. If someone drew true to life art of you, they'd be criticized for over sexualizing it. You're slightly mesmerized as you shake your ass in the mirror--you have a feeling that you're going to have trouble sitting in normal chairs with the dumptruck you're sporting now! <</if>> <<elseif $startButtSize > $buttSize>> <<if ($startButtSize >= 5) and ($buttSize < 5)>>/*Pass weight threshold from Average down to Petite*/ Your bottoms have felt unusually loose lately, and taking a closer look in the mirror makes it obvious why--your lower body has seriously slimmed down after the working out you've been doing! Your thighs are looking slim and petite, and your butt has gotten disappointingly small as well<<if $fat > 19>>--at least relative to the rest of your body, anyways<</if>>. <<elseif ($startButtSize >= 15) and ($buttSize < 15)>>/*Pass weight threshold from Perky down to Average*/ You can't help letting out a slight sigh as <<if (_gained > 0) or (_bGained > 0)>>your attention shifts to<<else>>you notice your<</if>> lower body. After your recent workouts, you seem to have shaved off all of the chub you'd built up on your ass and thighs. You're back to having a completely average butt<<if $fat > 19>>--at least relative to the rest of your body, anyways<</if>>. <<elseif ($startButtSize >= 25) and ($buttSize < 25)>>/*Pass weight threshold from Chubby down to Perky*/ Unfortunately,<<if (_gained is 1) or (_bGained is 1)>> despite your gains elsewhere,<</if>> your recent workouts have clearly shaved off <<if _bGained is 2>>more<<else>>a few<</if>> curves you would have rather kept. Your lower body is looking much slimmer than your remember, your thighs seeming to have firmed up quite a bit. While smaller, your ass is still nice and perky at least. <<elseif ($startButtSize >= 40) and ($buttSize < 40)>>/*Pass weight threshold from Plump down to Chubby*/ <<if (_gained > 0) or (_bGained > 0)>>Shifting your attention to your lower body<<if (_gained is 2) or (_bGained is 2)>>, however<</if>><<else>>Taking a look at your lower body<</if>>, you sigh. Throughout the day you'd noticed the--at this point strange--sensation of your thighs //not// rubbing against each other when you walk normally. Looking closer, it's obvious that your butt and thighs have slimmed down quite a bit. You turn around and give your hips a little wiggle. You've still definitely got a nice, chubby butt with some jiggle to it, but at this point your curves have shrunk enough that they could get totally lost under looser clothing. <<elseif ($startButtSize >= 60) and ($buttSize < 60)>>/*Pass weight threshold from Thicc down to Plump*/ <<if (_gained > 0) or (_bGained > 0)>>Further investigating the changes<<else>>Having noticed something feeling a bit different lately<</if>>, you turn to inspect your butt in the mirror. Your mouth flattens a bit as you notice that it's definitely smaller than you remember, though a smile creeps back onto your lips as you give your soft flesh a squeeze. It's still nice and plump--you can't really complain about an ass this nice even if it used to be bigger. This size will probably be more convenient for your day to day anyway. <<elseif ($startButtSize >= 85) and ($buttSize < 85)>>/*Pass weight threshold from Dummy Thicc down to Thicc*/ While far from small, you can't help noticing that your thighs have definitely slimmed down a bit<<if _gained is 2>> as well<<elseif _gained is 1>> despite your gains elsewhere<</if>>. You give them a quick squeeze to investigate--they're still nice and plump, but not quite as soft as they used to be. Tilting your hips to get a look at your backside, you can see that your butt has also shaved off a few pounds. You slide your hands under it and give your cheeks a little bounce, smiling to yourself--it might not be quite as massive as it once was, but you've still got an ass that won't quit. <<elseif ($startButtSize >= 115) and ($buttSize < 115)>>/*Pass weight threshold from Dumptruck down to Dummy Thicc*/ <<if _gained is 2>>As you could have expected, your ass and thighs have also definitely slimmed down from the pounds you've shaved off.<<else>>You'd been noticing that your butt hasn't been feeling quite as... unwieldy... lately, and looking in the mirror you can tell that it's slimmed down a fair bit, your thighs seeming ever so slightly thinner as well.<</if>> They aren't small by any remote stretch of the imagination, of course, but your curves are definitely a bit less prominent than they used to be. Frankly, you're a bit relieved to have lost some of the awkward to manage bulk you'd built up before. <</if>> <</if>>

<> <<RandomColor>> <<set _rweight to random(0, 24)>> <<set _rboobs to random(0,20)>> <<set _rbutt to random(0, 18)>> <<set _rbias to random(10,90)>> <<set _skillBoost to "none">> <>Thank you for your interest in attending Saint Miluina's Academy! To finish off your application, please fill out this form with some information about yourself. Responses you include here will not factor into whether or not you are accepted, but will be kept on record and may be referenced for roommate selection. What name do you prefer to be called? <<textbox "$name" "Mary">> <<textbox "$last" "Roe">> <<button "Randomize">><<RandomName>><<replace "#name">><<textbox "$name" _fname>> <<textbox "$last" _lname>><</replace>><</button>> What is your favorite color? <<textbox "$fcolor" _color>> <<button "Randomize">><<RandomColor>><<replace "#fcolor">><<textbox "$fcolor" _color>><</replace>><</button>> How would you describe your general figure? <label><<radiobutton "$fat" 0>> Skinny</label> <label><<radiobutton "$fat" 10 checked>> Average</label> <label><<radiobutton "$fat" 20>> Chubby</label> <label><<radiobutton "$fat" _rweight>> Prefer not to answer @@color:grey;(Random)@@</label> And when it comes to your lower body? <label><<radiobutton "$buttBase" 0>> Petite</label> <label><<radiobutton "$buttBase" 5 checked>> Average</label> <label><<radiobutton "$buttBase" 15>> Perky</label> <label><<radiobutton "$buttBase" _rbutt>> Prefer not to answer @@color:grey;(Random)@@</label> What is your cup size? <label><<radiobutton "$breastBase" 0>> A</label> <label><<radiobutton "$breastBase" 5 checked>> B</label> <label><<radiobutton "$breastBase" 10>> C</label> <label><<radiobutton "$breastBase" 18>> D</label> <label><<radiobutton "$breastBase" _rboobs>> Prefer not to answer @@color:grey;(Random)@@</label> Relating to your prior two answers, how do you expect them to change when you gain weight? <label>@@color:yellow;<<radiobutton "$weightBias" 0>> When I gain weight it //always// ends up on my chest rather than my butt or thighs@@</label> <label><<radiobutton "$weightBias" 25>> When I gain weight it generally tends to end up on my chest</label> <label><<radiobutton "$weightBias" 50 checked>> My weight gain generally seems pretty balanced</label> <label><<radiobutton "$weightBias" 75>> When I gain weight, it generally tends to end up on my butt or thighs</label> <label>@@color:yellow;<<radiobutton "$weightBias" 100>> When I gain weight it //always// ends up on my butt or thighs rather than my chest@@</label> <label><<radiobutton "$weightBias" _rbias>> Prefer not to answer @@color:grey;(Random)@@</label> What would you say is your greatest skill, as it relates to vore? <label><<radiobutton "_skillBoost" "pred">> I am a particularly skilled predator compared to my peers</label> <label><<radiobutton "_skillBoost" "prey">> I have more experience than most breaking out of stomachs</label> <label><<radiobutton "_skillBoost" "strength">> I am quite strong compared to my peers</label> <label><<radiobutton "_skillBoost" "none" checked>> I feel that I am more or less average, no one skill outweights the others</label> How worried are you about the challenges you'll have to face as a student here at MVA? <label><<radiobutton "$difficulty" "easy">> @@color:green;I'm invincible, nobody will be able to touch me!@@</label> <label><<radiobutton "$difficulty" "normal" checked>> I'm ready for anything!</label> <label><<radiobutton "$difficulty" "hard">> @@color:red;We only have one life to live, so I will need to be very careful.@@</label>\ In addition to your current measurements, the following questions all pertain to how digesting prey affects your weight. Your responses are confidential and will only be used as reference by the school for ordering official apparel that may need to be provided. For that reason, please answer separately for general body weight and chest size. @@color:grey;[Please note that additional options have been added to the weight distribution question above as well (highlighted in yellow for emphasis). If you completely disable weight gain for only your breasts or only butt, it is highly recommended that you also set your weight to exclusively go toward the one that is still enabled]@@ After a large meal, how would you describe the weight gain you tend to experience? <label><<radiobutton "$weightGainMod" 1.5>> Significant</label> <label><<radiobutton "$weightGainMod" 1 checked>> Standard</label> <label><<radiobutton "$weightGainMod" 0.5>> Mild</label> <label><<radiobutton "$weightGainMod" 0>> I rarely, if ever, seem to gain weight from my prey</label> And how would you describe the rate that you're able to lose that weight after the fact? <label><<radiobutton "$weightLossMod" 1.5>> Significant</label> <label><<radiobutton "$weightLossMod" 1 checked>> Standard</label> <label><<radiobutton "$weightLossMod" 0.5>> Mild</label> <label><<radiobutton "$weightLossMod" 0>> My prey seems to stay with me forever, no matter what I do</label> It is well documented that for most predators, weight gain tends to be biased towards their chest. For breast size specifically, how would you describe the weight gain you tend to experience? <label><<radiobutton "$breastGainMod" 1.5>> Significant</label> <label><<radiobutton "$breastGainMod" 1 checked>> Standard</label> <label><<radiobutton "$breastGainMod" 0.5>> Mild</label> <label><<radiobutton "$breastGainMod" 0>> I rarely, if ever, seem to see any difference in my chest after digesting prey</label> And again for breast size specifically, how would you describe the rate that you're able to lose weight in this area? <label><<radiobutton "$breastLossMod" 1.5>> Significant</label> <label><<radiobutton "$breastLossMod" 1 checked>> Standard</label> <label><<radiobutton "$breastLossMod" 0.5>> Mild</label> <label><<radiobutton "$breastLossMod" 0>> Weight loss never seems to affect my chest</label> Some predators also experience a tendency to gain more weight on their lower body. For your butt and thighs specifically, how would you describe the weight gain you tend to experience? <label><<radiobutton "$buttGainMod" 1.5>> Significant</label> <label><<radiobutton "$buttGainMod" 1 checked>> Standard</label> <label><<radiobutton "$buttGainMod" 0.5>> Mild</label> <label><<radiobutton "$buttGainMod" 0>> I rarely, if ever, seem to see any particular difference in my butt/thighs after digesting prey</label> And again for your lower body specifically, how would you describe the rate that you're able to lose weight in this area? <label><<radiobutton "$buttLossMod" 1.5>> Significant</label> <label><<radiobutton "$buttLossMod" 1 checked>> Standard</label> <label><<radiobutton "$buttLossMod" 0.5>> Mild</label> <label><<radiobutton "$buttLossMod" 0>> Weight loss never seems to affect my butt/thighs</label> <<linkreplace "Submit">>Are you sure all this information is correct? It cannot be changed later.<<CheckIntroInformation>> <<link "All good, submit">> <<set $fcolor to $fcolor.toLowerCase()>> <<set $breastSize to (Math.trunc($breastFat) + $totalPrey + $breastBase)>> <<set $buttSize to (Math.trunc ($buttFat) + $totalPrey + $buttBase)>> <<if $difficulty is "easy">> <<set $staminaMax to 9999>> <<set $stomachHealth to 999>> <<set $stomachStrength to 999>> <<set $alert to true>> <<set $aggressive to true>> <</if>> <<if _skillBoost is "pred">> <<set $oralXP to $oralThreshold+1>> <<OralXPCheck>> <<elseif _skillBoost is "prey">> <<set $resilienceXP to $resilienceThreshold+1>> <<ResilienceXPCheck>> <<elseif _skillBoost is "strength">> <<set $strengthXP to $strengthThreshold+1>> <<StrengthXPCheck>> <</if>> <<set $saveName to ($name + " " + $last)>> <<goto [[The Journey Begins]]>> <</link>><</linkreplace>> <<linkreplace "Show Advanced Customization Options">><<toggleclass "#advanced" "hide">><<toggleclass "#advancedBias1" "hide">><<toggleclass "#advancedBias2" "hide">><</linkreplace>>

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@@color:mediumPurple;''September 3rd''@@ ---- <<if $leahHangout>>You grumble at the sound of your alarm going off, groggily reaching out for your phone. You open your eyes just enough to hit snooze, then immediately sink back into your pillow. Sadly, just as you're about to doze off again the ringing of your alarm resumes blaring in your ears. With a sigh, you sit up and angrily shut it off, not wanting to keep disturbing Emma.<<else>>With a yawn, you slowly sit up in your bed, blinking a few times as your eyes adjust to the light and you start to fully wake up. Realizing that your alarm is still blaring, you hastily grab your phone and shut off the noise to avoid disturbing your roommate. Emma is still sound asleep in her bed.<<if $emmaInjured>> Your shoulders sag a little when you see her hair and remember the condition she's in after yesterday.<<elseif $emmaRel > 2>> You smile a little when you look over at her--she's laying on her back with her arms resting at weird angles, only half covered by her blanket at this point.<</if>><</if>> You crawl out of bed to start getting ready for the day, stretching out as you get on your feet.<<if $digestionEvent>><<set $digestionEvent to false>> When you're finished, one of your hands immediately moves to rest on your stomach as it becomes apparent how much work your stomach put in overnight. <<if $digestion > 0>>You're still a bit bloated, but it's protruding much less than it was before, most of $lastPrey working its way through your body at this point.<<else>> Your once massive gut is back to being flat and empty, though you're definitely softer around the edges than you were when you went to sleep. Your stomach lets out a small groan, ready for more.<</if>><</if>><<if $analByMatilda>> Soon after you reach your arms out, however, you wince and double over a bit from a sudden pain in your belly. Your stomach lets out a growl loud enough that you worry about waking Emma--you're absolutely starving after going all of yesterday without food.<</if>> Before heading to the shower, you decide on what you want to wear today<<if !$wardrobeUniform>>, throwing some clothes together then grabbing your towel.<<set $outfit to "normal">><<done>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</done>><<else>>. <<link "Normal Clothes">><<replace "#clothes">>You throw some of your usual clothes together and grab your towel.<<set $outfit to "normal">><</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</link>> <<link "School Uniform">><<replace "#clothes">>You decide to try out the school uniform today, grabbing it and your towel.<<if $escapismA > 0>> Knowing about the "lab time" you'll be doing later, you figure it would be better not to be wearing your own clothes<</if>><<set $outfit to "uniform">><</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</link>><</if>> You head into the bathroom for your morning routine, taking off your dirty <<if $outfit is "pjs">>pajamas<<else>>clothes<</if>> from the night before and stepping into the shower. You think about what the day might have in store while the warm stream of water flows over you. Hopefully, things will be less hectic than yesterday, especially since you'll be heading to breakfast alone.<<if $heardAboutTrial > 0>> You do remember Sunny saying something about the upperclassmen having a party later that you'd want to steer clear of.<</if>> Once you're feeling refreshed and ready, you get dressed, brush your teeth, and head back out into the room. Before heading to breakfast, you check over your schedule for the day. Your first class is Anatomy and Physiology bright and early at nine thirty, then in the afternoon you have Survival and Escapism back to back starting at noon. Seems like you'll need to grab lunch early on Tuesdays.<<if $aliceNecklace>> Alice's necklace catches your eye from the bedside table and you decide to take it with you, figuring you'll see her again in class.<</if>> After triple checking the room numbers for every class, you exit the safety of your dorm to head for the dining hall. [[Go get Breakfast->September 3rd- Breakfast]]

<<set $time to 8.5>><<include "TIME">>Knowing you don't have a ton of time, you risk taking the fastest available route and head for the stairs to cross directly to Lampton. Through the bright morning light flooding the bridge, you notice the sky is cloudy and overcast, threatening rain. Looks like it might be a gloomy day. Luckily, the campus is quiet at this hour and you're able to pass through the halls without issue. Just as you're about to head down the stairs, however, someone coming up knocks into your shoulder. You take a cautious step back, but the girl doesn't even seem to have noticed you, carrying on toward her dorm with a cup of coffee in her hand and a pink scarf around her neck. You shrug and continue down into the dining hall. You head up to get yourself some breakfast--it looks like french toast is on the menu today. <<if $leahDitched>>You fill your plate and start to look for a place to sit, heading for the nearest open table. As soon as you take a seat, however, someone puts their plate down across from you. "Well well, interesting to see that you're still doing fine," the girl says, sitting down. It's Mallory, sporting a purple and black dress today. "Oh, Mallory! Perfect, can you let Leah know I'm sorry about last night? I don't know if I'll see her today," you say. "I feel really bad about leaving her hanging, but I was dead tired last night and I didn't have her number or anything to tell her it wasn't gonna work out." "She has class with me in a little while, come and tell her yourself," Mallory replies, her eyes slightly narrowed and her mouth flat. She sighs. "If she even wakes up in time, I couldn't have dragged her out of bed if I'd wanted to..." "Wait is it Anatomy and Physiology?" you ask. Mallory nods. "Perfect, I'm in that class too!" "She was very upset last night, you know," she says, taking a bite off her fork without taking her eyes off of you. "I managed to convince her that someone had eaten you and it was just an unfortunate turn of events, but clearly," she continues, nodding toward you. "I'm sorry, okay? I'm sure she'll understand," you reply. "Mmhmm," Mallory hums. She smiles at you, but her eyes still tell a different story. The two of you talk a bit more while you eat, but there's an uncomfortable tension in the air. Eventually, it starts to get close to class time and Mallory gets to her feet. "Well, come on. Wouldn't want to be late on the first day." [[Head to class->September 3rd- Anatomy and Physiology]]<<else>><<if !$metMallory>>As you start to fill your plate, another girl almost immediately comes up right next to you to get food of her own. You glance over at her, unsure if you should be worried, but she's quick to introduce herself. "Hello there! I don't believe we've met yet. Name's Mallory Weiss, you can call me Mal!" she says with a smile. She's wearing a purple and black dress and clearly has a lot of makeup on. "Hey, I'm $name," you say, a little skeptical. "Emma's roommate, right?" she says. "Uh, yeah, how'd you know?" "Oh I've known Emma since the first day! Such a sweet girl<<if $emmaRel > 3>>. And she's had some wonderful things to say about you!<<else>>,<</if>>" she replies with a little laugh. She gives a slight nod of her head and you find yourself following her to a table once you both have your food. <<if $leahRel > 1>>"You're friends with Leah too, right? I'm //her// roommate."<</if>> <<if $leahRel > 1>>"Yeah, we met during the tour at orientation," you reply as the two of you sit down.<<else>>The two of you sit down across from each other at a nearby table.<</if>> Mallory seems to immediately push her food aside and instead focuses on you, leaning forward over the table with a hand held under her chin. "Do you have any classes today?" she asks. "Yeah, I've got Anatomy and Physiology at nine thirty, then two more in the afternoon. You?" "Oh, wonderful, wonderful! I'm in that same section of A&P, so we can chat now and head over together," Mallory replies. "Let's get to know each other, hmm? How about you tell me what you're hoping to get out of this school? I'm always curious to know, I've gotten some interesting answers on why people are here! Heck, I met this adorable little sprite the first day who was only attending to get better at staying safe from predators."<<else>>As you start to fill your plate, another girl almost immediately comes up right next to you to get food of her own. You glance over at her, but as soon as you recognize who it is she speaks up. "Good morning $name!" Mallory says. She's wearing a different dress today, this one pale purple and black with some stitching across the chest. "Hey <<if $malloryRel > 1>>Mal<<else>>Mallory<</if>>! Nice dress," you say. "Thank you, it's one of my favorites!" she says with a smile as the two of you start to look for a place to sit. <<if $outfit is "uniform">>"Your outfit is also interesting."<</if>> The two of you sit down across from each other at a nearby table. Mallory seems to immediately push her food aside and instead focuses on you, leaning forward over the table with a hand held under her chin. "Do you have any classes today?" she asks. "Yeah, I've got Anatomy and Physiology at nine thirty, then two more in the afternoon. You?" "Oh, wonderful! I'm in that same section of A&P, so we can head over together," Mallory replies.<<if $metLeah>> "Leah will be joining us too if she ever wakes up. I couldn't have dragged her out of bed if I'd wanted to this morning..." "<<if $leahHangout>>Ha, can't blame her, I'd rather be asleep still after last night too," you reply with a laugh.<<else>>Great!" you reply. "Always good to have friends in class."<</if>><<else>> "Oh, great!" you reply.<</if>> "You know, I'm very interested to get to know you $name. I feel like we're still practically strangers!" Mallory says. "How about you tell me what you're hoping to get out of coming here? I'm always curious to know, I've gotten some interesting answers from some people! Heck, I met this adorable little sprite the first day who was only attending to get better at staying safe from predators."<</if>> <<link "I want to be able to live without worries">><<replace "#choice1">>"You know, I'd like to use what I learn here to be able to just live my life in peace," you answer. "Like, you won't really have much to worry about in normal life after training to deal with predators so much here." "That's a fair reason," Mallory says with a little smirk. "Though you're really throwing yourself into the fire here if getting eaten is a major concern for you." "True, but it can't really be helped," you reply. "What about you?" <<if $malloryRel > 1>>"Hmm? Oh, well personally I just think vore is a very useful skill to have at your disposal, and this is the best place to train it," Mallory replies, drumming her fingers on the table. "Now, be honest, have you eaten anyone at the school yet? I know it's only been two days, but you never know how voracious someone can be."<<else>>"Now, I know it's still early, but I'm curious," Mallory says, ignoring your question. "Have you eaten anyone on campus yet?"<</if>> <</replace>><<toggleclass "#choice2" "hide">><</link>> <<link "I want to be an unstoppable predator">><<replace "#choice1">>"Well, my dream is to be an unstoppable predator, so there's no better place to be," you answer. "I want to be able to eat whoever I want, whenever I want, without having to worry about things getting messy." "Certainly ambitious," Mallory replies, seeming to perk up a little. "You'll have to be careful not to get overconfident with a goal like that. You might end up biting off more than you can chew, rather literally," she says with a little laugh. <<set $malloryAttention1 to true>> "Yeah, I know, but you've gotta aim high!" you reply. "What about you?" <<if $malloryRel > 1>>"Hmm? Oh, well personally I just think vore is a very useful skill to have at your disposal, and this is the best place to train it," Mallory replies, drumming her fingers on the table. "Now, be honest, have you eaten anyone at the school yet? I know it's only been two days, but you never know how voracious someone can be."<<else>>"Now, I know it's still early, but I'm curious," Mallory says, ignoring your question. "Have you eaten anyone on campus yet?"<</if>> <</replace>><<toggleclass "#choice2" "hide">><</link>> <<link "Not sure yet">><<replace "#choice1">>"You know, I'm not really sure yet!" you answer, giving her a little shrug. "This just seemed like an opportunity I couldn't afford to pass up." "Fair enough, I suppose," Mallory says, looking a tiny bit disappointed. "So what about you?" you ask her. <<if $malloryRel > 1>>"Hmm? Oh, well personally I just think vore is a very useful skill to have at your disposal, and this is the best place to train it," Mallory replies, drumming her fingers on the table. "Now, be honest, have you eaten anyone at the school yet? I know it's only been two days, but you never know how voracious someone can be."<<else>>"Now, I know it's still early, but I'm curious," Mallory says, ignoring your question. "Have you eaten anyone on campus yet?"<</if>> <</replace>><<toggleclass "#choice2" "hide">><</link>>\ \ <<link "Multiple!">><<replace "#choice2">>"Oh absolutely, there's more than one filling me out already!" you <<if $totalPrey > 1>>say, leaning back a little in your seat and patting your stomach<<else>>lie, figuring it's better to come off strong<</if>>. "I mean, it's what we're here for, right?" "Oh, impressive!" she replies, raising her eyebrows. "I hope you do have a little discretion in who you eat, I'd hate to find out you were the reason Emma or Leah weren't around somewhere down the line." <<set $malloryAttention1 to true>> "Heh, just make sure you don't let your guard down and you'll be fine," you joke. Mallory gives a halfhearted laugh before moving on.<<if $malloryInfo1 is 0>> "You know, it's almost Wednesday already! What club did you join?" Mallory asks.<</if>> <</replace>><<if $malloryInfo1 > 0>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><<append "#continue">><<if ($counter > 1) or (($counter is 1) and ($malloryRel > 1))>> <<Mallory -1>><<elseif ($malloryRel < 2) and ($counter is 1)>> @@color:yellow;Mallory seemed a little disappointed with your conversation.@@<<elseif $malloryRel < 2>> <<Mallory 1>><</if>> [[Let's go->September 3rd- Anatomy and Physiology]]<<set $metMallory to true>><</append>><<else>><<toggleclass "#choice3" "hide">><</if>><</link>> <<link "Yep">><<replace "#choice2">>"Yep, I've already tried out the menu," you say with a little laugh. <<if $totalPrey is 0>>There's no way she'd know that wasn't true, so what's the harm?<</if>> "<<if $analAteOlivia>>It was actually a sophomore and not one of our classmates, if you can believe it!<<else>>Seemed smart to make a strong first impression.<</if>> <<if $analAteOlivia>>"Oh, impressive!" she replies, raising one of her eyebrows at you. "They had it coming I suppose with how riled up they all were yesterday." <<set $malloryAttention1 to true>> "Exactly! Especially this one..." you reply, thinking back on yesterday and hoping your morning is less eventful this time around.<<else>>"That's good thinking," she replies. "It's one way to deter potential predators."<</if>><<if $malloryInfo1 is 0>> "You know, it's almost Wednesday already! What club did you join?" Mallory asks.<</if>> <</replace>><<if $malloryInfo1 > 0>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><<append "#continue">><<if ($counter > 1) or (($counter is 1) and ($malloryRel > 1))>> <<Mallory -1>><<elseif ($malloryRel < 2) and ($counter is 1)>> @@color:yellow;Mallory seemed a little disappointed with your conversation.@@<<elseif $malloryRel < 2>> <<Mallory 1>><</if>> [[Let's go->September 3rd- Anatomy and Physiology]]<<set $metMallory to true>><</append>><<else>><<toggleclass "#choice3" "hide">><</if>><</link>> <<link "Nope">><<replace "#choice2">>"Nope," you <<if $totalPrey > 0>>lie. You get the feeling you'd rather not let her know about your eating habits.<<else>>reply, shrugging.<<if !$pacifist>> You don't feel the need to mention that your clean record isn't for lack of trying.<</if>><</if>> "Haven't seen a reason to yet." <<if $leahHangout and $ateAlex>>"Really? So you mean to tell me that was just dining hall food that Leah was using as a cushion last night?" Mallory says with a smirk. <<set $malloryAttention2 to true>> "Oh, I figured you meant //other// than that since you saw me with such an obvious gut," you reply nervously. You'd completely forgotten she'd been there to see you after eating Alex. "Sure, sure," she replies.<<elseif $fat > 34>>"Really?" she says, looking you over.<<if $emmaInquiry1 > 0>> There's a slight smirk on her face.<<set $malloryAttention2 to true>><</if>> "Just a few too many trips to the buffet line then?" "Hey, rude!" you protest. Suddenly a little self-conscious, one of your hands drifts down to your belly and inspects the fat rolls created by sitting down. "Only kidding dear, sorry!" she laughs. "Though you //could// benefit from a trip to the gym."<<else>>"That's respectable! Some folks just go after whoever they can get their hands on," she says.<<if $emmaInquiry1 > 0>> There's a slight smirk on her face.<<set $malloryAttention2 to true>><</if>> "Always good to know where someone stands."<</if>><<if $malloryInfo1 is 0>> "You know, it's almost Wednesday already! What club did you join?" Mallory asks.<</if>> <</replace>><<if $malloryInfo1 > 0>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><<append "#continue">><<if ($counter > 1) or (($counter is 1) and ($malloryRel > 1))>> <<Mallory -1>><<elseif ($malloryRel < 2) and ($counter is 1)>> @@color:yellow;Mallory seemed a little disappointed with your conversation.@@<<elseif $malloryRel < 2>> <<Mallory 1>><</if>> [[Let's go->September 3rd- Anatomy and Physiology]]<<set $metMallory to true>><</append>><<else>><<toggleclass "#choice3" "hide">><</if>><</link>> <<link "Not really your business">><<replace "#choice2">>"I don't think that's really your business," you say bluntly, taking a bite of your food. "Not everyone needs all the details of my eating habits." <<set $counter += 1>> "Of course, don't let me make you uncomfortable," she chuckles, her tone flattening a little.<<if $malloryInfo1 is 0>> "You know, it's almost Wednesday already! What club did you join?"<</if>> <</replace>><<if $malloryInfo1 > 0>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><<append "#continue">><<if ($counter > 1) or (($counter is 1) and ($malloryRel > 1))>> <<Mallory -1>><<elseif ($malloryRel < 2) and ($counter is 1)>> @@color:yellow;Mallory seemed a little disappointed with your conversation.@@<<elseif $malloryRel < 2>> <<Mallory 1>><</if>> [[Let's go->September 3rd- Anatomy and Physiology]]<<set $metMallory to true>><</append>><<else>><<toggleclass "#choice3" "hide">><</if>><</link>>\ \ <<link "Tell her">><<replace "#choice3">>"I went for <<if $club is "dungeon">>Tabletop Club. Felt like it would be fun to have a consistent group to play with<<elseif $club is "cooking">>Cooking Club. I've always wanted to be a good cook, it seems a like a good way to improve my skills<<else>>the swim team. I love swimming, and the person doing the sign-ups really sold me on that off-campus trip<</if>>," you reply. "Interesting choice, <<if $club is "swim">>I hadn't fancied you an athlete<<elseif $club is "dungeon">>I've never had much interest in that sort of thing<<else>>it's certainly a useful skill<</if>>," Mallory replies. <</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><<append "#continue">><<if ($counter > 1) or (($counter is 1) and ($malloryRel > 1))>> <<Mallory -1>><<elseif ($malloryRel < 2) and ($counter is 1)>> @@color:yellow;Mallory seemed a little disappointed with your conversation.@@<<elseif $malloryRel < 2>> <<Mallory 1>><</if>> [[Let's go->September 3rd- Anatomy and Physiology]]<<set $metMallory to true>><</append>><</link>> <<link "Don't">><<replace "#choice3">>You're not a fan of how she keeps drilling you with questions without saying much herself, so you don't feel the need to keep answering. "Eh, nothing you'd care about. I'm more interested in what //you// decided to join." <<set $counter += 1>> "Of course darling, I'm happy to share," she replies with a smile. "I'm on the student council of course! Always want a say in how things are run you know."<<set $malloryInfo1 to 1>> <</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><<append "#continue">><<if ($counter > 1) or (($counter is 1) and ($malloryRel > 1))>> <<Mallory -1>><<elseif ($malloryRel < 2) and ($counter is 1)>> @@color:yellow;Mallory seemed a little disappointed with your conversation.@@<<elseif $malloryRel < 2>> <<Mallory 1>><</if>> [[Let's go->September 3rd- Anatomy and Physiology]]<<set $metMallory to true>><</append>><</link>>The two of you continue talking while you eat<<if $counter > 0>>, though Mallory seems a bit less talkative than when you first sat down.<<else>>, though it's mostly Mallory asking you more questions.<</if>> Before long though, your time starts to run short as class quickly approaches. "Well, I suppose we ought to head to class now," Mallory says, standing up from her seat. "Wouldn't want to be late on the first day!"<</if>>/*for future reference, it would have been much cleaner to <<include>> the ending bit when it was time to be revealed rather than copy/pasting it in every instance where it might need to update*/<<if $fullness is 0>><<set $stamina += 8>><<set $stamina to Math.clamp($stamina, 0, $staminaMax)>><</if>>

<<set $time to 9.25>><<include "TIME">><<if ($malloryRel < 0) or $leahDitched>>You and Mallory head out of the dining hall and across the courtyard. She keeps a very brisk pace, making it difficult for you to keep up. As you pass through the halls of Karbo, you notice that Mallory greets pretty much every person you pass. With her not seeming all that pleased with you, you start to feel a bit concerned about how connected she is already. About five minutes before class is supposed to start, you arrive at Room 123. "Well, I hope you enjoy class $name," Mallory says as the two of you walk into the room. You take the hint and sit in one of the first spots you find in the back of the room instead of following her as she heads closer to the front.<<else>>You and Mallory head out of the dining hall and across the courtyard. Tiny drips of rain are starting to leak from the sky, so the two of you hurry along to the doors of the main building. As you pass through the halls, it seems like there isn't a single person you come across that Mallory doesn't already know. About five minutes before class is supposed to start, you arrive at Room 123. "Here we are! Just in time," Mallory says, holding the door open for you. <<if $metLeah>>"Mmh, and still no Leah..." "I'm sure she'll be here, there's still a bit of time," you reply as t<<else>>T<</if>>he two of you head for a row of open seats near the middle of the room. You sit next to a girl you don't recognize, with Mallory on your other side<<if $metLeah>> and an empty spot next to her for Leah<</if>>.<</if>> The room is pretty full already, <<if $metLeah>>Leah might be the only one missing<<else>>you might be the last ones to arrive<</if>>. Sitting at the front desk is a brown-haired woman wearing a purple turtleneck, presumably the professor. She's reading a book and seems to be frequently checking the time on her phone. <<if $eatenByBetty>>As you look around at your classmates, you notice the familiar pout of Betty on the right side of the room. You frown, a part of you hoping she hadn't made it through The Massacre. The thought pops into your head that after what she and Alice pulled yesterday, some kind of revenge is definitely in order.<<if $eatenBySarah>> And speaking of people in need of payback, you also spot Sarah and Alesha sitting just a few seats away. They're currently sharing a chair and don't seem to notice you at all.<<elseif $freshCoupleRel < 0>> You also spot Sarah and Alesha sitting just a few seats away from you. Sarah, currently sitting on Alesha's lap, happens to be looking your way at the same time and you lock eyes for a moment. She sticks her tongue out at you, then goes back to focusing on Alesha.<</if>><</if>><<if ($freshCoupleRel < 0) and !$eatenByBetty>>As you look around at your classmates, you spot Sarah and Alesha from the first day sitting just a few seats away from you. Sarah, currently sitting on Alesha's lap, happens to be looking your way at the same time and you lock eyes for a moment. She sticks her tongue out at you, then goes back to focusing on Alesha.<<elseif $freshCoupleRel > 0>> "Heeeey $name!" a voice calls out from somewhere to your left. You look over and see Sarah waving at you from a few seats away, currently sitting in Alesha's lap. "Great to see you, most of the people we met the first day are, like, gone already!" "Hey guys! Yeah, yesterday was pretty intense," you reply. "It was awful!" Alesha says. "Sooo sucky! I thought I was gonna lose Ali..." "Aww, I was worried about you too babe!" Alesha says, pulling her into a hug. Sarah grips her tight in response, a big smile on her face. After a couple seconds she pulls away a little and looks back over at you. "Oh yeah so $name, let's chat after class, alright? Pleeease?" she says, reaching an arm out in your direction. "Yeah, sure thing!" you reply. Your seats aren't close enough for you to actually reach her for whatever she was going for, but you give her a thumbs up. "Yay!" she says, letting her arm drop.<</if>> After checking her phone one last time, the woman at the front of the room gives a relieved sigh and stands up. <<if $metLeah>>At that exact moment, the door to the room opens and Leah finally walks in. <<if $leahHangout>>She looks like she just rolled out of bed--her hair is messier than usual and she's wearing very baggy sweatpants. She yawns and then blinks a few times as she sits down next to Mallory like she's threatening to go back to sleep already. She waves at you with a tired smile on her face.<<elseif $leahDitched>>She spots you right away and you try to wave, but she immediately turns her head away when you make eye contact. She quickly sits down next to Mallory, keeping her eyes locked on her desk.<<else>>Her eyes are glazed over and her hair is a bit messier than usual. She takes her seat next to Mallory, <<if $leahRel > 1>>giving you a quick wave<<else>>looking a bit flustered when she realizes the professor is already starting to teach<</if>>.<</if>><<else>>At that exact moment, the door opens and one last student filters in. It's a pretty short auburn-haired girl that sits next to Mallory--the two seem to know each other.<</if>> "Alright, good morning everyone!" the professor says. Hastily written on the board behind her is "Jordan Bora - Anatomy and Physiology I". "I'm Professor Bora, and this is the boring class," she says with a laugh. "Or at least that's what I've heard it called. We do a lot more of the reading and a lot less of the eating here, so I'm sure you'll agree. But, this is still necessary stuff to know! I'll try not to put you to sleep. Now let's see who made it through Monday." She returns to her desk and starts to call names off a list for attendance. <<if $metClaire>>You hadn't noticed her before, but one of the first names called is Claire from lunch yesterday. <</if>><<if !$eatenByBetty and $metBetty>><<if $metClaire>>As she continues down the list, you also recognize Betty, sitting off on the right side of the room.<<else>>You recognize the name Betty as she continues down the list, the blonde haired girl sitting off on the right side of the room.<</if>><</if>> There are about five names that go unanswered by the time she finishes. "Hey, that's actually pretty good as far as it goes! Well done everyone!" Professor Bora beams. "I'll go through this part quick so you guys can get out a little early. It's the twenty-first century, you all know computers right? Right. I know you'll trash paper copies right away anyways, so you can find the syllabus on the online portal. You need any info on the class or want to know when you can find me outside of class, you'll find it there! The only thing that's probably any different than your other classes is that there's a required textbook." Some groans rise up from the class. "//But//, you can also find a pdf of that in our section online--you're welcome. We don't use half the thing anyways." Most of the class lets out a sigh of relief. "So!" Bora says, turning on the projector. "In this class, we'll be learning about the human body on a more scientific level. If you have friends at more typical colleges that are also taking A&P, don't bother trying to compare notes! This is still MVA, so we'll almost entirely be focusing on the digestive system and the mechanics that make this little thing we call vore possible for women in the first place," she explains. The projector has fully booted up by now, displaying a diagram of the human digestive tract on the board. "Let's begin!" She starts by giving a very quick rundown of the different parts of the digestive system, then starts to go over each in a little more detail. It's still a pretty surface level overview, nothing you don't already know from high school, but she does throw in some fun facts more directly relevant to what you're learning, like how much an average woman's throat can comfortably stretch to accommodate prey. It's fairly dry<<if ($escapismA > 0) or ($introA > 0)>>, especially compared to your other classes<</if>>, but Professor Bora tries her best to add some excitement and humor to the lesson. She also moves through the content pretty quickly, and it's not even quite ten thirty yet when she starts to wrap up. "That's it for today everyone, you're free!" she announces. "I've got a fun little demonstration lined up for Thursday, so make sure not to skip that day!" <<AttendAnatomy>>\ <<if $leahDitched>>As everyone gets up from their seats and starts to filter out of the room, you quickly turn to try and find Leah to properly apologize for last night, but she and Mallory seem to have already left. Cursing under your breath, you head for the door.<<elseif $malloryRel > -1>>"Good luck with the rest of your day $name, I'm sure we'll see each other around," Mallory says as she gets up from her desk.<<if $metLeah>> Leah follows suit, looking bored out of her mind.<</if>><<if $leahRel > 1>> "See you later $name, I'm heading back to bed," she says with a yawn.<</if>> "See you<<if $metLeah>> guys<</if>> later!" you reply, making your way toward the door a little behind <<if $metLeah>>them<<else>>her<</if>>.<<else>>As everyone gets up from their seats and starts to filter out of the room, you look over and notice that Mallory<<if $metLeah>> and Leah<<else>> and the girl with her<</if>> seem to have already vanished. They must have been the first ones out of the room. <<if $leahRel > 2>>A little disappointed you didn't get a chance to talk with Leah<<else>>A little relieved if anything<</if>>, you get up and head for the door.<</if>><<if $leahDitched>> <<Leah -3>><</if>> <<if $freshCoupleRel > 0>>[[Leave Class->After A&P- Sarah and Alesha]]<<else>>[[Leave Class->After A&P]]<</if>>

<<set $time to 10.5>><<include "TIME">>You step out into the hall among the flow of students filtering out. You've got about an hour and a half until your next class, more than enough time to hit the dining hall, even if it is a bit early for lunch. It seems smart to head back to your dorm first to<<if ($emmaRel > 2) or $emmaInjured>> check in on Emma<<else>> kill a bit of time<</if>>. On your way back, however, it occurs to you that you also have plenty of time to try and snag yourself a more filling meal before class. And just as this thought comes to mind, you notice one of the other girls that's leaving the class pass by you with a worried expression on her face, looking pretty distracted. Could be a good opportunity. [[Go on the hunt and follow her->September 3rd- On the Hunt]] <<link "Head to your dorm">><<replace "#choice">>Not interested, you continue on your way back to your dorm--it doesn't take very long to arrive. You unlock the door and step inside. <<if $emmaInjured>>You find Emma sitting on her bed, in the middle of wrapping her arm with a bandage. You get a glimpse of what the actual damage is for the first time: Pretty much the entire underside of her forearm is a bright, reddish-pink color, with a few small patches where it looks like it's peeling or bubbling. Her eyes also look like they're watering. "You doing okay?" you ask, setting your stuff down and sitting on your own bed. "Oh $name, hey," she says, her smile a little stunted. "I'm actually doing pretty good! Showering with this was just rough, it was stinging like crazy... I don't know how I did it yesterday, I must have been in shock or something," she continues, looking at her burned arm. "But look, most of it is pretty healed already, that stuff the nurse gave me is like magic! Other than my arm, this spot on my leg and another<<if $emmaRel > 3>> on my ass<<else>>... somewhere else<</if>>, is all that still needs to be covered." "That's great! I'm glad you're feeling better." "Oh, but uh, good thing you're here actually. Can you help with this?" she asks, nodding at her arm. "The nurse gave me more burn cream and said to put it on the wrap first when I reapply, but it's really hard to do all that one handed..." "Of course," you say, walking over to her. You kneel down and take the loose end of the bandage and the tube of burn cream from her. "Thanks..." she sighs. "Even if I squirm a little make sure you do it pretty tight." You nod and get to work, slowly wrapping her arm up with the bandage. She looks a little embarrassed and winces every time you go over the burned area. You try to move gingerly, but also ensure you're making a firm seal as she requested. "<<if $emmaRel > 3>>So, do you think you're ready to go out and get lunch at the dining hall? I can probably find a way to bring you back some food if you'd rather,<<else>>Do you want to get lunch after this is set?<</if>>" you ask after an uncomfortable silence. "Yeah, let's do it," she says. "I can't stay cooped up just cause I had one rough day." You smile at the determined look she gives you. It doesn't take much longer for you to finish with her arm. She stretches her fingers out, then makes a fist and smiles. "Looks good, thanks a ton $name!" she says, getting onto her feet. She picks up her bag and grabs her phone from where it was charging. You notice her seem to catch her reflection in the screen and her smile fades to a more neutral expression. She quickly stows it and runs a hand through her hair. "Ready when you are."<<else>>As you step in you hear the shower running, and notice that Emma's bed is empty. She must have just gotten up for the day. Your suspicions are quickly confirmed as you start to faintly hear her singing over the sounds of the water. Quietly closing the door behind you, you put down your bag and sit on your bed to wait for her to finish. After a few minutes, the bathroom door swings open and out she comes, wearing only a towel and still singing her song, making it a few steps into the room before noticing you. She jumps a little and her face flushes red. "Oh, $name, Hi!" she blurts out, grabbing the front of her towel with one hand and hurrying over to her dresser. "You're back early, I thought you had a class until eleven?" "Yeah, but Professor Bora let us out early," you reply. "<<if $emmaRel > 2>>Oh, well that's a relief, I thought maybe something happened. And did you say Bora? She was great when I had her yesterday!<<else>>Oh, Bora? She's so fun isn't she!<</if>>" Emma says, quickly putting an outfit together. "Yeah, she seemed pretty cool<<if $escapismA > 0>>, definitely much better than Slate yesterday<</if>>," you say. "You wanna grab lunch after you're dressed?" "<<if $emmaRel > 2>>Exactly what I was thinking!<<else>>Sure!<</if>>" she answers with a smile, before disappearing into the bathroom. A couple minutes later she steps back out, wearing a familiar getup--a blue tank top and orange shorts.<<if $emmaRel > 2>> "Are you sure you own more than one outfit?" you tease. "Hey! I'm saving the good stuff for when I'm more confident no one's going to ruin them," she says with a halfhearted pout. "We have lab today you know, of course I'm gonna wear the stuff I have more than one of." "Fair," you say with a nod. "You ready to go?"<<else>> "You ready to go?"<</if>><</if>> [[Let's go!->September 3rd- Lunch: Sunny and Emma]]<</replace>><</link>>

<<set $time to 10.75>><<include "TIME">><<set $day3LunchCouple to true>>"Okay, thanks but ride's over babe," Alesha says as you step into the dining hall. Even after just the short distance across the courtyard, she seems fairly exhausted from holding up the extra weight. "I don't know, getting carried like this is pretty nice.~" "I'll drop you." "No you won't," Sarah giggles. "Aww, you're right, I couldn't," Alesha replies. She crouches down a little to help Sarah dismount. "You made a great umbrella, but please." "Fiiiine," Sarah says, carefully sliding off onto the ground. Her back is practically soaked, much worse than you fared, but her front side is completely dry. She lets her hair down out of her bun and shakes her head, splattering you with a few drops of water. "Okay, let's eat!" she says, prancing over to the buffet line. You notice Alesha just watching her go with a grin for a few seconds before following her lead. The three of you fill your plates and head to a nearby table. Sarah and Alesha sit next to each other, with you across from them. Since it's technically between meal times at the moment, you had to make do with the leftovers from breakfast, but there was still enough left for you to manage. \<<set $counter to 0>> \ \<<linkreplace "How long have you been dating? ">><<set $counter += 1>>\ <<append "#text">><<set $freshCoupleInfo1 to 1>> "You guys seem pretty much inseparable, how long have you been dating?" you ask. You feel like it's a //pretty// safe assumption even if you technically don't know for sure that they're together. "We're getting close to four years!" Sarah beams. She leans over and hugs Alesha from the side. "I'm already planning out my anniversary gift." "Yeah, me and Sare have been together since freshman year!" Alesha says, returning the hug with one arm. "Woah, you made it all the way through high school and you're still going strong?" you say. "That's amazing! You do seem great for each other." "Aw, thanks," Alesha says. She leans in to give Sarah a quick kiss. "Sometimes you find the perfect girl right away.~" "What about you $name? You dating anyone?" Sarah asks. "Oh, no... I had one little fling back in like sophomore year and that was pretty much it," you reply, a little embarrassed. "Aw, don't worry, I'm sure you'll find your Ali someday," Sarah says, giving Alesha one last squeeze. <</append>><<if $counter is 2>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><<replace "#choices">><</replace>><</if>><</linkreplace>>\ \<<linkreplace "What clubs are you in? ">><<set $counter += 1>>\ <<append "#text">><<set $freshCoupleInfo2 to 1>> "So what clubs did you guys join?<<if $aleshaInfo1 > 0>> I'm assuming the swim team for you, Alesha,<</if>>" you ask. "<<if $aleshaInfo1 > 0>>You know it!<<else>>I'm on the swim team! I've been on a team since, like, middle school, I had to keep it going!<</if>>" Alesha replies. "<<if $aleshaInfo1 > 0>>And I also joined the swim team! I'm not super into swimming, but I have my reasons," Sarah says, leaning up against Alesha.<<else>><<set $aleshaInfo1 to 1>>Yeah she's the best! I'm on the swim team too just so I'm with her still," Sarah says.<</if>> "What about you $name?" <<if $club is "swim">>"Well, I guess we'll all be seeing each other tomorrow, because I'm also on the swim team!" you reply with a grin. "Oh yaaay! That'll be so fun!" Sarah chirps. "Sweet!" Alesha says. "Have you been on a team before, or is Sare gonna have some competition?" "Hey!" Sarah giggles, playfully hitting Alesha's shoulder. "You know I'm just kidding baby.~" "Yeah, I'm not //amazing//, but I did swimming back in high school after I got kicked off the volleyball team," you reply. "Haha really? Why'd they kick you off?" Sarah asks. "I //may// have eaten the coach's daughter, and she didn't really appreciate it," you say with a smirk. "Omigod really? You're crazy!" Alesha laughs.<<elseif $club is "dungeon">>"I'm in tabletop club, seemed like it could be fun," you reply. "Oh, neat! That's not really my kinda thing," Sarah says. "Hope you have fun with it though!" Alesha adds. "Yeah!"<<else>>"I joined the cooking club! I've always wanted to learn to cook better," you reply. "Oh nice! I might have gone there if I wasn't tagging along with Alesha," Sarah says.<</if>> <</append>><<if $counter is 2>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><<replace "#choices">><</replace>><</if>><</linkreplace>>\ \<<linkreplace "What's your dorm situation like? ">><<set $counter += 1>>\ <<append "#text">> "Did you guys manage to end up as roommates? Or what's you-" "No!" Sarah pouts, cutting you off. "We're not even on the same floor! It would have been so perfect..." "Yeah, we even requested each other on the application but I guess they didn't care..." Alesha sighs. "I mean Kris is pretty cool, but I wanted to be with Ali!" Sarah says, crossing her arms. "Aw, that sucks," you say. "Well, maybe one of your rooms will open up later in the semester and the other can move in." "Oh I hope so!" Sarah chirps. "Wait is that rude? Hmm..." <</append>><<if $counter is 2>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><<replace "#choices">><</replace>><</if>><</linkreplace>>\ \ The three of you continue chatting for a while as you eat your lunch, spending a lot of time discussing what you went through yesterday during the massacre. You only have so much time, however, and things start to wind down right around when your class is drawing near. Before you can get up to leave, however, Sarah jumps to her feet with a proposition. "$name! We're gonna head back to my dorm to watch a movie, wanna come with? she says, leaning forward with her hands on the table and a grin on her face. "It'll be fuuuun."<<if $freshCoupleRel < 2>> <<Couple 1>><</if>> [[Absolutely!->After Lunch- Sarah's Dorm]] [[Sorry, I have class to get to->September 3rd- Survival]]<<if $fullness is 0>><<set $stamina += 8>><<set $stamina to Math.clamp($stamina, 0, $staminaMax)>><</if>>

<<set $time to 10.75>><<include "TIME">><<set $day3LunchEmma to true>>You and Emma head up the stairs to make your way to the dining hall.<<if $emmaInjured>> Emma steps a little closer and grabs your hand as you walk out onto the second floor. You give her a reassuring smile.<</if>> When you round the corner to cross over to Lampton, you find that it has started raining. A dull, constant tapping sound fills the air from the raindrops knocking into the windows. The rain pooling on the glass ceiling, rippling with every drop and streaming down the side windows, is an interesting sight.<<if !$emmaInjured>><<set $emmaInfo6 to 1>> "Woah, this is so cool!" Emma says. There's a sparkle of wonder in her eyes as she looks up at the ceiling, even though it's such a simple thing. "Hang on a second, I can't pass this up!" You watch as she pulls out her phone and proceeds to take several pictures. She's clearly taking her time to carefully line up the shot, making a few weird faces as she does so. After a couple minutes she seems satisfied and hurries back to your side. "Okay, sorry about that, let's go!" she says.<</if>> The two of you continue on your way into the dining hall. You can tell that it isn't a very popular time to eat as you head down the stairs--a majority of the tables are empty. It becomes clear why as you go to get your food. It's actually between meal times since lunch starts at noon, so all that's available is what's left from breakfast. <<if (!$breakfastSunny and !$emmaInjured and !$day2Workout and ($day2Hunt is "none")) or ($sunnyRel < 0)>>You sit down to eat near the front of the cafeteria, watching the rain through the windows. You talk about your first class and what you're expecting out of the one coming up. Emma shows you the pictures she took on the bridge, plus some other recent stuff she has on her phone. You're impressed by how professional they look. Overall, your meal is rather uneventful, and before you know it it's time for you to head to your next class.<<set $emmaInfo6 to 2>><<if $emmaRel < 2>> <<Emma 1>><</if>> [[Head to class->September 3rd- Survival]]<<else>><<if $emmaInjured>><<if $metSunny>>As you start to head for a table, you hear a <<if $sunnyRel is 0>>somewhat <</if>>familiar voice call out to you. "Hell yeah, look who's still going strong!" Sunny says as she sneaks up behind you. "Oh, uh, Sunny, hi," Emma says, looking nervous. "Man, she really did a number on you, huh?" Sunny says, leaning over to inspect the bandaged arm that Emma's trying to hide. "What? How did you--" "Oh, right, right! I was in that class with Zoey yesterday. Some real shitty luck that that psycho got you out of everyone," she explains. "But girl, that was fucking hardcore! I've never seen anyone still be kicking that far along!" "Oh, thanks..." Emma mumbles, her voice slightly breaking. You shoot Sunny a look. "Aw, don't be so down, this sorta stuff happens! You look much better than yesterday already. I'm kinda digging the short hair honestly," Sunny says, giving Emma a pat on the back. The three of you sit down at a nearby table. "I'm not," Emma sighs. "So Sunny, what have you been up to?" you ask, changing the subject for Emma's sake. "Well, I woke up like twenty minutes ago, so nothing," she says. She pushes her sunglasses up to rest on her head and starts to eat. "This is breakfast for me." "Must be nice, I had to get up early for class." "I got to sleep in at least," Emma chimes in. "Ha, sucks for you $name. That your only class?" "Nope, we've both got two classes after this, noon to four." "Oof, rough. They kinda don't give a shit when it comes to class times, I've found," Sunny says.<<else>>The two of you head for a nearby table, sitting where you can have your backs against the wall. Your suggestion, since you figured Emma would be a bit on edge. As you start to eat, however, a short blonde girl wearing sunglasses approaches your table. "Haha, I thought that was you!" the girl says with a big grin. She pushes her sunglasses up to rest on her head and sits across from you. "How are you holding up?" "I'm sorry, who are you?" you ask. "Oh, right, my bad! Name's Sunny Davis! You're that girl that Zoey ate, right? I was in her class yesterday." "Y-Yeah," Emma says, looking down at her plate and shifting in her seat. "Aw c'mon don't act so down, you're hardcore as hell! I don't think I've ever seen someone still be kicking that far along. I //had// to come say hi when I saw that bandage," Sunny says. "Uh, thanks," Emma says, cracking a slight smile. "So what're your names?" "I'm Emma," Emma replies, looking like she's a little wary of Sunny. "Um, nice to meet you." "$name. So does that mean you're a junior?" "You got it," she replies, pointing at you with a finger gun. "Don't piss your pants or anything though, massacre was yesterday! Plus I'm sort of on a diet. Kinda." "Uh, right..." you say, starting to eat your food. <<if ($fat > 30) or ($breastSize > 24)>>"I don't know what you're so worried about //me// for, you've clearly been putting some work in already," she replies, nodding at you. "Eh, guilty as charged," you say with a shrug.<<if $fat > 25>> "Who's got time to hit the gym after every meal?" "Haha, preach!" Sunny laughs. "There's a reason I always wear loose tops."<</if>><<else>>"Ah just relax, you'll never have fun if you just stress about someone grabbing you twenty-four seven," Sunny says. "Let's chat!"<</if>><</if>>\ <<elseif $metSunny>>As you start to head for a table, you hear a <<if $sunnyRel is 0>>somewhat <</if>>familiar voice call out to you. "Hey hey hey, if it isn't my <<if ($day2Workout or ($day2Hunt != "none")) and ($sunnyRel is 0)>>favorite freshman!" a girl with sunglasses says as she sneaks up behind you. It takes you a second, but you remember her as the junior from breakfast yesterday. <<else>>two favorite freshmen," <<if $sunnyRel is 0>> a girl with sunglasses says as she sneaks up behind you. It takes you a second, but you remember her as the junior from breakfast yesterday.<<else>>Sunny says as she sneaks up behind you. She's still wearing sunglasses, even though she's indoors on a dreary day.<</if>><</if>><<if $sunnyRel is 0>> <<if $day2Workout or ($day2Hunt != "none")>>"And her friend that I definitely remember who's name is..." "Uh, $name--" "$name! Of course I didn't forget." "Sunny!" Emma says with a huge smile. "How's it going?" "Great, as always. What're you doing here this early?"<<else>>"Blondie and... uh... you. What are your names again?" "Uh, $name. Hey. You're Sunny, right?" you reply. "Hell yeah I am! Don't you ever forget Sunny Davis, girl!" "I remembered! I'm Emma," Emma says.<<if $emmaRel > 2>> You give her a playful nudge for one-upping you like that.<</if>> "We're your favorite freshman?" "Yeah, you're basically the only freshman I talked to and didn't eat so you won by default!" Sunny laughs. "What are you doing here this early?"<</if>><<else>> "Doing pretty good for yourselves, told ya you'd be fine!" <<if ($day2Hunt != "none") or !$day2Workout>>"Sunny!" Emma beams. <</if>>"Oh hey!" you say. "How's it going?" "Great, as always. What're you two doing here this early?"<</if>> "We've got back to back classes from noon to four, so we don't really have a choice," you say as the three of you take a seat at one of the tables. "What about you?" "Oof, rough. They kinda don't give a shit when it comes to class times, I've found," Sunny says. She pushes her sunglasses up to rest on her head before starting to eat. "I'm here for breakfast, just woke up like twenty minutes ago," she continues, talking while she still has a bite of french toast in her mouth. "Oh, me too!" Emma says. "Poor $name had an early class though." "Yeah..." "Ha, sucks for you," Sunny laughs. "I remember not having any say in my schedule that first semester, not fun. Just gotta deal though." She shrugs, then starts to eat another mouthful of food. "Got any big plans for today now that you survived day one?" "I just wanna relax," you sigh.<<if $analByMatilda>> "...and never think about yesterday again..."<<elseif !$pacifist>> "And maybe grab a meal for myself after class.<<if $totalPrey is 0>> Haven't gotten a proper one in yet.<</if>>"<</if>> "Yeah I'm looking forward to a nice, relaxing, rainy day," Emma says. "I'm glad things really do feel less hostile already." "<<if !$analByMatilda and !$pacifist>>Just don't get too cocky $name," Sunny says with a wink. "But y<<else>>Y<</if>>eah everyone chills out a bit after the massacre. We'd all be whales if we acted like that every day!" <<if !$analByMatilda and !$pacifist>>she<<else>>Sunny<</if>> laughs. "Hell, I'm planning on taking things a lot slower this semester. That girl from yesterday went straight to my chest, and this is starting to get a little gratuitous," she says, cupping her breasts and bouncing them a couple times to make her point. "I'm honestly really curious, how big //are// they?" Emma asks. "I'm rocking Ks, baby," Sunny replies, pointing finger guns at her.<<if $breastSize > 24>> Then she quickly scans you with her eyes and gets a little grin. "Don't worry $name, you'll get here some day if you keep working at it like that."<</if>> "Geez..."<<if $sunnyRel > 0>> "Speaking of eating though, y'all should still be careful today. The most fucked freshman hazing actually takes place tonight, at a party Maeve's throwing later. Don't let anyone drag you there, k?" Sunny say.<<set $heardAboutTrial to 1>> "Got it," Emma gulps. Her shoulders sag. "Of course the first party would be one I can't go to unless I wanna die..." "Haha, I //love// your spirit Em! I'm sure you and I can cook up something with a bit more chill sometime," Sunny laughs. "Absolutely!" Emma beams. "Having a big party for the freshmen would be awesome!" "Girl, with Sunny Davis on your side, every party is awesome," Sunny laughs.<</if>>\ <<else>>As you start to head for a table, you hear someone call out to you. "Hey hey hey, there's my favorite freshman!<<if $emmaRel > 3>> And is this that roommate I heard so much about?<<else>> And also someone else,<</if>>" says a short blonde girl coming up behind you. She's wearing sunglasses, even though you're indoors on a rainy day, and a loose orange shirt that shows off her bust. Large would be an understatement. "Sunny!" Emma beams. "<<if $emmaRel > 3>>Yeah, t<<else>>T<</if>>his is $name, my roomie!" "Uh, hey," you say. The three of you sit down at a nearby table. "Name's Sunny Davis," the girl says, sliding her shades up to rest on her head. Her eyes are a striking amber color. "She's the girl I met at dinner yesterday $name, she's amazing!" "Aw, thanks! I mean I //am// the coolest person you know, but you don't have to flatter me," Sunny laughs. "Well, nice to meet you!" you say. "So what are you nerds up to? Pretty early for lunch," Sunny says. "Or is this breakfast for you like me?" "We've got back to back classes from noon to four, so we don't really have a choice," you reply. "Oof, rough. They kinda don't give a shit when it comes to class times, I've found," Sunny says.\ <</if>> \ <<link "Comment on Sunny's name">><<replace "#choice">>\ "So I thought of something and now I've gotta know. If your full name is Sunny Davis, do you ever go by--" you start to ask. "You better //believe// I'm Sunny D, bitch!" Sunny says with a big grin. "Oh, that does have a pretty good ring to it!" Emma says. "Can I call you that?" "Absolutely! I'd be insulted if you never did," Sunny laughs. "Been going by that since high school. Started the same way any great nickname does--it was meant as an insult but I made it my own." "Wow, I love that!" Emma says.<<if $emmaInjured>> You're glad she seems to be acting like her usual self now that the conversation is rolling.<</if>> "You can only do that when your bullies have at least a shred of creativity though. At my school people pretty much just strung together whatever swears and slurs they could think of off the top of their head if they did any name calling," you say. "Well, those are the ones you just eat so you can be done with 'em," Sunny says. "And since you're here, I bet you did," she adds with a laugh. "<<if $pacifist>>Yeah, that might have been the smart thing to do," you reply.<<else>>It's possible," you laugh.<</if>> You notice that after Sunny's comment, Emma seemed to zone out for a little while.<<set $emmaInquiry2 to 1>><<set $sunnyNick to true>> <</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</link>> <<link "Talk about the upcoming lab in Escapism">><<replace "#choice">>\ <<if $emmaInjured>>"So Emma, are you planning on skipping Escapism or are you positive you'll be exempt after... y'know," you ask. "Mmmh, I really hope so. I don't want to skip class this early on..." Emma says, fidgeting a little. "Don't worry, even Slate won't let you do a lab looking like that. I mean, not 'cause she cares, just because that burn cream the nurse has is no joke. Your partner would never be able to get you down," Sunny says. Emma breathes a sigh of relief. "Personally I still wouldn't go though, just 'cause you won't have anything to do."<<else>>"So Emma, you think you're ready for lab in class later?" you ask. "Oh god, don't remind me! I guess I'm as ready as I can be, but I'm //not// looking forward to it." "Dang, Slate's got you doing a lab already? What a hardass," Sunny says.<</if>> "How'd you know it was Slate?" "Ha, educated guess," Sunny says. "Labs can be fun if you get the right partner, but you're probably right to be nervous, they can be //rough//, especially the first few." "Great words of encouragement," you say. "Haha, just telling it like it is! Don't worry, there's no way yours will be as bad as my first time," Sunny laughs. "Probably the shittiest luck I've ever had." "Oh?" "Yep. I got paired with a little gremlin named Zoey Pierce," Sunny says. <<if $emmaInjured>>"Oh no, I'm so sorry!" Emma says<<elseif $metZoey>>"//Oh//," you and Emma say in unison.<<else>>"I... don't know who that is," you say. "Good, try to keep it that way! She's the resident nutjob of the school. Like, she's //actually// batshit, whatever you're picturing it's worse." "Got it," you say with a gulp.<</if>> "Yeah. She tried to get away with not taking the antacid, first of all, so shit was bad to begin with--don't worry by the way, no shot anyone pulls that off on first lab, //especially// with Slate," Sunny starts to explain. "Then I actually had to go into that //thing//, and she was //super// handsy swallowing me down. It was gross. And of course to top it all off, when I finally thought I'd gotten it over with, that //bitch// wouldn't let me out of her rancid gut! Professor Gossam had to force me out, it was humiliating..." She looks like she's getting frustrated just thinking about it. "Remember this was little baby freshman Sunny in this story. I could take her now." "That sounds //awful//, I'm so sorry Sunny!" Emma says. "Tell me about it! But point is, that's literally the absolute worst way things can go down, and I can promise it won't be that bad for you. Having Slate is probably the best thing in this one specific situation, really. Her tolerance for bullshit is like, in the negatives, no one's getting away with shit." <</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</link>>\ The three of you continue talking as you eat, never having any kind of lull in the conversation with Sunny around.<<if $emmaInjured>> Her high energy really seems to have lifted Emma's spirit.<</if>> You nearly lose track of time, but eventually Emma lets you know that it's almost time for class. "Well then, it's been fun nerds," Sunny says, standing up from the table. She slides her sunglasses back on, then snaps her fingers into a point. "I better see you around again!<<if $emmaInjured>> And Emma, keep on rocking it.<</if>>" "She is //the best//!" Emma says as Sunny departs and the two of you get ready to head to class. "<<if $emmaRel > 3>>Wow, I'm right here," you joke. "O-Oh, sorry! You're also the best," Emma says with a flustered smile. "Sure, sure," you laugh. "I mean it!" Emma protests with a grin. "Let's get going before we're late."<<else>>I'm just glad she seems to like us, having upperclassmen that aren't out to get us is nice," you say. "Oh definitely! Let's get going before we're late to class."<</if>> <<if $sunnyRel < 2>><<Sunny 1>> <</if>><<if $emmaRel < 2>><<Emma 1>> <</if>><<set $metSunny to true>>[[Head to class->September 3rd- Survival]]<</if>><<if $fullness is 0>><<set $stamina += 8>><<set $stamina to Math.clamp($stamina, 0, $staminaMax)>><</if>>

<<set $time to 10.75>><<include "TIME">><<set $day3LunchAlone to true>>You quickly cross the courtyard to head to the dining hall. The rain is fairly light, so you're still mostly dry by the time you reach the door. Most of the tables are empty and only a few other girls are getting food. It is a little early for lunch. In fact, you remember as you're going through the buffet line that it's technically between meal times at the moment. All that's set out for you is leftover breakfast food. You aren't too bothered by that, fixing yourself a second helping of french toast and heading to one of the many open seats. The hall gradually starts to become more active as you eat, though you don't notice anyone you're all that familiar with. You enjoy your meal in peace, keeping an eye on the time. When you're finished with your food, you get up to head for class a little early rather than hanging around in the crowded hall. <<if ($freshCoupleRel < 0) and ($lockerChandra is "none")>>[[Head to class->After Lunch]]<<else>>[[Head to class->September 3rd- Survival]]<</if>><<if $fullness is 0>><<set $stamina += 8>><<set $stamina to Math.clamp($stamina, 0, $staminaMax)>><</if>>

<<set $time to 11.5>><<include "TIME">>You get up and start to head for class. The rain has only gotten harder over the course of your meal, so you opt to take the indoor route. As you're heading up the stairs, you notice two girls not far ahead of you that seem familiar: a short blonde and a tall black girl. They seem to notice you as well and turn around to face you. "Hey, I remember you!" Sarah says, crossing her arms. "You totally ruined the first day." "Yeah, you really hurt Sare, jerk!" Alesha chimes in, wrapping an arm around Sarah protectively. They're both glaring at you. You remember them as soon as you see their faces--the two horny girls from the locker room. <<if $eatenBySarah>>After what they put you through, you feel like their anger toward you is pretty unjustified.<<else>>After they tried to seduce you into getting eaten, you feel like you should be the one mad at them, not the other way around.<</if>> They're blocking the hall, so you take a cautious step back in case they try something again. "Well, don't you have anything to say?" Alesha says. \ <<link "Sorry?">><<replace "#choice">>"Uh, sorry I messed up your day? I didn't mean to, I just didn't want to die." You give a halfhearted smile and a little shrug. Miraculously, Sarah immediately claps her hands together and smiles. "Thank you! No one ever apologizes for these things," she says. "I forgive you! Just be nicer in the future." "You //do// remember that you... you know what nevermind, I'm glad we cleared this up," you reply. Alesha's face scrunches up a little and she looks down at Sarah, seemingly as surprised as you were that it was that easy. But she just gives a little nod and shrugs. You get the feeling she was only really mad for Sarah's sake. "Well, I guess we'll probably see you around<<if $freshCoupleRel is -1>>, $name<</if>>," she says. The two turn back around and continue on their way down the hall. <<Couple 1>> You let them get further away from you, then continue on your way to class, still a little confused by the exchange. [[Head to class->September 3rd- Survival]]<</replace>><</link>> <<link "Don't //you// have something to say?">><<replace "#choice">>"Excuse me? The last time we met you tried to eat me<<if $eatenBySarah>>, and you got pretty damn close to digesting me!<<else>>.<</if>> Don't //you// have anything to say?" you say, glaring right back at them. Alesha scowls and the two of them exchange a look. Sarah puts a hand on her chin, then after a few seconds her eyes light up. "Oooohhh, I get it! So you think //we// should be the one's apologizing?" "Yeah, obviously." "You know, I guess that makes sense!" Sarah says. "I know! Me and Ali were just about to go watch a movie in my dorm, how about you come with us? We can hang out and make up!" \ <<link "Sure">> <<set _checkType to "prey">> <<set _baseline to 15>> <<set _modifier to 4>> <<include "voreCheck">> <<if _swallow>> <<goto "After Lunch- Eaten By Alesha">> <<else>> <<set $stamina -= 15>> <<goto "After Lunch- Alesha Fails">> <</if>> <</link>> <<link "Nope">><<replace "#choice2">>"Can't, I've got class," you reply. Even if you didn't have an excuse, you aren't keen on ending up back in Sarah's gut, which is where you see things going if you go back to their dorm with them. "Oh, alright..." Sarah says, her whole body drooping a little. "I just thought it would be nice to make it up to you." "It's okay baby, we don't have to worry about her. Some people are just jerks," Alesha says, giving her a pat on the back. "Let's go."<<if $freshCoupleRel is -1>> <<Couple -1>><</if>> You let them get a good ways ahead of you before continuing on to class, still worried they might try something. [[Head to class->September 3rd- Survival]]<</replace>><</link>> <</replace>><</link>>

<<set $time to 12>><<include "TIME">><<set $metProfSteria to true>><<if $ateGina>>You head back through the halls of Karbo and carefully make your way up the stairs, doing your best to keep the bouncing of your Gina-laden gut under control. Having double checked the room number, you move to the far block of classrooms and arrive at the open door to Room 230. Your belly quickly commands the attention of most of the girls that are already in the room. <<if $samRel != 0>>Sam is sitting in the back right by the door<<if $samRel < 0>> and looks a little annoyed to see you looking so full. She gives you a grumpy look, rolls her eyes, then turns back to the front of the room. <<if $samRel < -1>>As you pass by her desk, you suck your gut in a little to push out a burp, just to taunt her.<</if>><<else>>, smirking at you as you come in. "Hey $name, lookin' good," she says. "Looks like you had a better lunch than I did." "Oh definitely," you say, shaking your gut a little. "You're gonna have to work a little harder to keep up." Her smirk turns into a grin.<</if>> <</if>>"Hey $name<<if $emmaInjured>>,<<else>>!<</if>>" Emma calls out, sitting at one of the desks in the middle row.<<if $emmaInjured>> She's looking better than last night, but her arm is still bandaged and she's clearly a little nervous to be out of the dorm.<</if>> "I guess I know what you were up to during lunch." "Hey<<if $emmaRel > 1>> Emma!<<else>>,<</if>>" you say, plopping down at the open desk next to her. It takes some maneuvering to get in a comfortable position with your bulging gut, stirring up some sloshing and a small burp as you squeeze it under the edge of the tabletop. "<<if $emmaInjured and ($emmaRel > 2)>>Good to see you out and about again already!<<else>>Yeah, I thought I could use something more filling to get me through these back to back classes.<</if>>" <<if $emmaInjured and ($emmaRel > 2)>>"Yeah... I almost didn't go to lunch since I was all on my own," she replies with a nervous smile. "But luckily Mal bailed me out!"<<else>>"I guess that works," she replies, eyeing your belly as it lets out a fairly loud gurgling sound. "But won't it get in the way of our lab in Escapism?" "Oh... I hadn't thought about that."<</if>> "Hello again $name!" Mallory says from the desk on the other side of Emma. You're not sure how you didn't notice her there before.<<if $malloryRel < 0>> There's a look in her eyes that doesn't match her smile and it makes you uncomfortable.<</if>> "Seems like you've been staying well!" "Hey Mallory<<if $malloryRel > 0>>!<<else>>,<</if>>" you say. "Didn't expect to see you again so soon."<<if $malloryRel < 0>> "Likewise," she replies, the slightest hint of a frown on her lips.<</if>><<if !$lunchEmma and !$day2LunchLeah and !$day2LunchCrew>> "Oh good, you guys already know each other!" Emma says.<</if>><<elseif $day3LunchEmma>>You and Emma exit the dining hall, heading back up the stairs to cross back to Karbo since the rain has only gotten harder over the course of your lunch. <<if $emmaInjured>>Emma seems to have a bit more pep in her step than she did before lunch, leading the way as you move back through the dorm halls. She slows down a little to admire the rain flowing over the bridge when you cross over.<<else>>She comments again on how cool the bridge looks in the rain when you cross over.<</if>> Your class is in the far block of classrooms, so you trek through most of Karbo before arriving at the open door of Room 230. "Here we go! You ready to learn?" Emma asks as the two of you walk in. "Well, I'm not as excited about it as you seem to be," you joke. <<if $samRel != 0>>You notice Sam sitting at one of the desks in the back. <<if $samRel < 0>>She gives you some side-eye as you pass by.<<else>>She gives you a little nod as you pass by.<</if>><</if>> "Come on, it's the first day for this one! It doesn't get boring till the second or third," she says. "I'm actually a little nervous for this one. It's just called 'Survival', that's so ominous!" "Well hello there <<if $malloryRel < 0>>Emma darling<<else>>you two<</if>>!" a familiar voice calls out from somewhere to your left. It's Mallory, sitting next to two open seats that she's gesturing for you to take. "Mal! How's it going?" Emma says, eagerly taking the seat next to her. You take the seat beside Emma<<if $malloryRel < 0>>, not liking the look in Mallory's eyes when she glanced over at you<</if>>. "I'm doing lovely, thank you!" Mallory says.<<if $emmaInjured>> "But you're looking a little worse for wear, dear. What happened?" "Oh... uh, I didn't have the best time with the upperclassmen yesterday..." Emma replies, getting quieter as she talks.<<if $emmaRel > 2>> You reach over and put a reassuring hand on her shoulder.<</if>> "Oh you poor girl, I'm so sorry to hear that! But I'm glad to see you're still going strong!" "Yeah, thanks Mal," Emma says with a smile.<<else>> "How have you been?" "Good! I got to sleep in today so I'm ready to go," Emma replies with a grin.<</if>><<if $malloryRel < 0>> "I wasn't expecting to see you again so soon, Mallory," you say. "Likewise," she replies, the slightest hint of a frown on her lips.<</if>><<else>><<if $day3LunchCouple>>"Sorry, I'd love to, but I have a class I need to get to," you reply. "Yeah so do I, but this will be more fun! C'mon you know you wanna," Sarah pleads. "Maybe some other time, I don't want to skip out on the first class," you say. "Aw, fiiiine," Sarah pouts. "See you later then $name!" Alesha says. "Oh wait, we're going the same way, aren't we?" "Haha, yeah I guess so! I'm not going out in that rain again." The three of you make a bit more small talk as you head upstairs out of the dining hall and back towards Karbo. Not long after crossing the bridge, they split off to go to Sarah's dorm and you say goodbye for real. <</if>>You make your way through the halls, double checking that you have the room number right on the way. It's in the block of classrooms on the far side of Karbo, on the second floor. It doesn't take you long to arrive at the open door of Room 230. <<if $samRel != 0>>The first person you notice in the room is Sam sitting at one of the desks at the back of the room. <<if $samRel < 0>>You try to avoid getting her attention, but you catch her giving you some side eye as you pass by.<<else>>She gives you a little nod as you pass by.<</if>><</if>> You're also quick to spot Emma sitting in the middle of the room. "Heya $name!" she says with a <<if $emmaRel > 1>>big <</if>>smile on her face. <<if $emmaInjured>>She's looking better than last night, but her arm is still bandaged and she's clearly a little nervous to be out of the dorm.<</if>> <<if $emmaRel > 3>>"I missed you at lunch."<</if>> "Hey<<if $emmaRel > 1>> Emma!<<else>>,<</if>>" you say, sitting at the open desk next to her. <<if $emmaInjured and ($emmaRel > 2)>>"Good to see you out and about again already!<<elseif $emmaRel > 3>>Sorry I<<if $day3LunchCouple>> headed straight over with some people after class<<else>> had something going on<</if>>."<</if>> <<if $emmaInjured and ($emmaRel > 2)>>"Yeah... I almost didn't go to lunch since I was all on my own," she replies with a nervous smile. "But luckily Mal bailed me out!" <<elseif $emmaRel > 3>>"Oh it's fine, I met up with Mal and went with her!" <</if>>"Hello again $name!" Mallory says from the desk on the other side of Emma. You're not sure how you didn't notice her there before.<<if $malloryRel < 0>> There's a look in her eyes that doesn't match her smile and it makes you uncomfortable.<</if>> "Hope you've been staying well!" "Hey Mallory<<if $malloryRel > 0>>!<<else>>,<</if>>" you say. "Didn't expect to see you again so soon."<<if $malloryRel < 0>> "Likewise," she replies, the slightest hint of a frown on her lips.<</if>><<if !$lunchEmma and !$day2LunchLeah and !$day2LunchCrew>> "Oh good, you guys already know each other!" Emma says.<</if>><</if>> Before your conversation can go any further, the professor steps up to the front of the room. "Alright, good morning class! Or, it's the afternoon I suppose... Uh, It's time for us to get started!" she says in a peppy voice. She has a smooth, tan complexion, short blonde hair, and green eyes. You notice that she's fidgeting with a bracelet she has on and her stance is tight. "I'm Professor Steria! You can call me Penelope if you'd like! You don't have to be all formal if you don't want to... Oh right, the syllabus!" She hurries over to her desk to grab a stack of papers, then starts to walk around handing them out. "Welcome to Survival everyone! It's a pretty blunt name for the class, I know, but<<if $ateGina>>--ah, perfect! Basically, I'll be teaching you how to not end up like this!" she says, stopping at your desk. She leans over and gives the top of your bloated belly a pat before continuing on to make her point clear.<<if $emmaInjured>> You notice Emma breathe a sigh of relief and move her bandaged arm back to rest on the desk, clearly thinking that she was the example at first.<</if>><<else>> it gets the point across! Here I'll be teaching you how to keep yourself from going inside someone else. Er, getting eaten, that is," she explains as she makes her rounds through the rows of desks.<</if>> "Okay, so, I'm going to run through attendance quickly while you read that over," she says, returning to her desk at the front of the room. She slowly runs through the list of names, being very careful with her pronunciation and double checking with most people that she got it right or if there's another name they'd prefer.<<if $metSam and ($samRel is 0)>> You hadn't noticed her sitting in the back, but you recognize Sam's name when it comes up, very quickly corrected from "Samantha".<</if>><<if $metSarah>><<if $day3LunchCouple>> When Professor Steria calls the name Sarah Hunt, you laugh a little under your breath. You didn't think she'd meant she literally had the same class as you earlier.<<else>> The name Sarah Hunt is called, but goes unanswered.<<if $eatenBySarah>> Assuming that's the Sarah you know, a part of you hopes that means something happened to her between your earlier class and now.<</if>><</if>><</if>> "Oh, looks like we took a pretty big hit yesterday," she says with a little laugh. About a third of the students called were absent. "Um, but don't worry about that! That's why we're here! Does anyone have any questions about the class before I get started?" "How is this different from Escapism?" a girl at the front of the room asks. "Good question! Um, they're kind of like sister classes: Escapism is about getting out of a predator's stomach, while this class is about avoiding ending up there in the first place!" Steria explains. "We'll be having a couple classes over in the sports complex over the course of the semester for some athletic training. Any other questions?" When no one else raises their hands, she jumps into her lecture for the day. The first unit is all about staying aware of danger and getting a good read on people's intentions. For today, she just goes over the benefits and potential risks of staying in big groups, then to end off the class she shows a video about common techniques predators use to get you somewhere isolated so they can make their move. It seems more entertaining than educational, showing pretty over the top demonstrations of various situations, but you're not complaining. One thing that somewhat shocks you is the girl who played the predator in the first skit seems to be legitimately digesting the girl she ate throughout the rest of the video. The rest of the prey characters are let out after showing the "what not to do" side of things if they get eaten, but the first one never appears again and the girl that ate her has a gradually smaller belly every time she shows up.<<if $emmaInjured>> Emma seems to be very uncomfortable watching it.<</if>><<if $samRel > 0>> You can't help laughing a little when you realize that one of the scenarios they show is almost identical to what Sam pulled on Anita on the first day. You look back at her and find that she's also very amused by the similarity, especially with how hopelessly stupid they made the girl in Anita's position out to be. <</if>> "Okay, so, that's it for today! I thought that would be a fun way to start things off," Professor Steria says when the video wraps up. "I hope you learned something, have a wonderful day!" <<if $eatenByBetty and ($samRel > 0)>>Seeing all the different scenarios of predators on the hunt got the gears in your head turning. As soon as class is dismissed, you look back at Sam, who thankfully seems not to be in much of a rush to get out. After seeing Betty again this morning, you've had revenge on your mind for what Alice's little gang did to you. Sam's probably the most capable freshman you've encountered<<if $tourSam>>, and<<if $eatenByHannah>>, even if it did end up going south,<</if>> you had some pretty solid teamwork going when you took on Hannah<</if>>--with her help, you feel like you could easily take them on. While you're looking back, something shiny resting on the ground catches your eye. You can't tell for sure, but it looks like it might be someone's room key, sitting abandoned near some cabinets at the back of the room.<<else>>As you're packing up your things, the glint of something shiny catches your eye from the back of the room. There's a small metal object sitting near some cabinets on the back wall. You can't tell for sure, but it looks like it's a room key.<</if>> <<AttendSurvival>>\ <<if $eatenByBetty and ($samRel > 0)>>[[Go talk to Sam->Survival- Talk to Sam]] <</if>>[[Take the Key->Survival- Investigate the key]] [[Just head to your next class->September 3rd- Escapism]]

<<set $time to 14>><<include "TIME">><<set $metProfSlate to true>><<if $day3DetourMovie>>You step out into the hall and head for class. The room is right around the corner, only a few doors down from Sarah's dorm in fact, so you arrive in no time at all. The room is pretty full already when you walk in.<<if $metAlice>> Alice is sitting at the back of the room with her arms crossed, glaring in Slate's general direction.<<if $aliceNecklace>> You'll have to remember to return her necklace to her after class.<</if>><</if>><<if $minaEnd is "alive">> You're relieved to see Mina sitting front and center, patiently waiting with her hands resting on the desk. You were a little concerned she wouldn't make it through the rest of the Monday Massacre.<</if>> You notice Emma near the middle of the room with an open seat next to her, so you go to sit with her. "Hey $name! I was worried about you when you didn't show up to class," Emma says, looking simultaneously relieved and nervous. "Hey! Yeah sorry I--" you start to say. Before you can finish your explanation, Slate gets up and quiets the room.<<elseif $eatenByAlesha>>You head out into the hall and head for the stairs. You'd forgotten how close Room 219 was, arriving at the door right after rounding the corner on the second floor. The room is pretty full already when you walk in.<<if $metAlice>> Alice is sitting at the back of the room with her arms crossed, glaring in Slate's general direction.<<if $aliceNecklace>> You'll have to remember to return her necklace to her after class.<</if>><</if>><<if $minaEnd is "alive">> You're relieved to see Mina sitting front and center, patiently waiting with her hands resting on the desk. You were a little concerned she wouldn't make it through the rest of the Monday Massacre.<</if>> You notice Emma near the middle of the room with an open seat next to her, so you go to sit with her. "Hey $name! I was worried about you when you didn't show up to class," Emma says, looking simultaneously relieved and nervous. "Hey! Yeah sorry I--" you start to say. Before you can finish your explanation, Slate gets up and quiets the room.<<else>><<if ($day3DormKey is "none") and ($day3HuntSam is "none")>>"Well, I guess we should get to our next class," you say to Emma, deciding <<if $eatenByBetty and ($samRel > 0)>>not to worry about anything else for now<<else>>not to bother with the key--it's someone else's problem<</if>>. "Yeah, let's get going," Emma says, looking a little nervous. "Enjoy the rest of your day! I'm sure I'll see you around again," Mallory says as she gets up to leave. "Oh, bye Mal!" Emma says, waving to her. Mallory waves back before disappearing out the door. "Off to Escapism it is..." <</if>><<if $day3HuntSam != "none">>With your plan turning out to be a bust, you hurry out the door and down the hall to catch up with Emma. She hasn't made it very far and seems to be moving slower than usual.<<else>>The two of you make your exit from the room and start to head down the hall toward the other classroom. Emma is moving noticeably slower than usual<<if $fullness > 2>>, and she keeps glancing down at your stomach<</if>>.<</if>> <<if $emmaInjured>>"So what are you thinking for class? Are you gonna skip so there's no chance you have to do the lab? I wouldn't blame you if you do," you say, giving her a <<if $emmaRel > 2>>warm <</if>>smile. "No, I still want to make a good impression. I'm definitely going!" she says, clenching her fist. "But I really //really// hope she lets me sit out..." "I'm sure she will," you reassure her. The two of you pause outside the door to Room 219. Emma takes a deep breath<<if ($emmaRel > 3) and ($fullness is 0)>>, then catches you off guard with a sudden, very tight hug. After a couple seconds she lets go and puts her hand on the door handle. "Thanks, I'm ready now," she says. She opens the door and you both step inside.<<else>>, then puts her bandaged hand on the door handle. "Let's get this over with..." She opens the door and you both step inside.<</if>><<else>>"You ready for lab?" you ask, pretty sure you know what's got her worried. "As ready as I'll ever be! Ugh, I'm gonna hate this..." Emma sighs.<<if $fullness > 2>> "And this isn't helping," she says, poking your bloated belly. It's definitely gotten smaller since the start of class, but it's still quite large and making occasional squishing or gurgling sounds. "Heh, sorry. I don't think it's helping me either," you reply. "Wasn't thinking ahead at all, I doubt she'll let me do the lab like this."<<else>> "It's definitely gonna be kinda gross, but we gotta learn somehow, right?" <<if $emmaRel > 3>>"Do you think... we'll be partners?" "Huh, I hadn't thought of that actually," you say, slowing down a little. "Maybe we'll get to choose?" "Does that mean you would choose me..?" Emma asks you, starting to blush a little. "Uh... I mean if I had to pick someone..." you start to answer, stumbling over your words a little.<<else>>"I guess... I just gotta pump myself up! This'll be great!" she says, getting a determined look on her face and shaking her arms a little. "Haha, that's the spirit!"<</if>><</if>> "Well, this is it!" Emma says<<if ($fullness < 3) and ($emmaRel > 3)>>, cutting off the awkward conversation she'd started<</if>>. She opens the door and you both step inside.<</if>> The room is pretty full already, most of your classmates probably not needing to rush over right after another class.<<if $metAlice>> Alice is sitting at the back of the room with her arms crossed, glaring in Slate's general direction.<<if $aliceNecklace>> You'll have to remember to return her necklace to her after class.<</if>><</if>><<if $minaEnd is "alive">> You're relieved to see Mina sitting front and center, patiently waiting with her hands resting on the desk. You were a little concerned she wouldn't make it through the rest of the Monday Massacre.<</if>> You and Emma head for the nearest two open seats. Not even a minute after you sit down, Slate gets up and quiets the room.<</if>> "Quiet down everyone, class has started," she commands, standing at the front of the room with her arms crossed behind her back. "As you should be aware, today will be a lab day. Your performance will serve as my benchmark for your skill level, so be sure to take this seriously. You're only cheating yourself if you pretend to be worse than you are, and I highly doubt any of you are clever enough to fool me regardless."<<if $escapismA is 0>> She heads back to her desk temporarily to go through attendance. When she gets to your name and you respond, she gives you an intense look. "Miss $last, how nice of you to join us today. I will assume for your sake that you spent the last class inside a stomach." You nod and sink down a little bit in your seat.<</if>> "Now then, I won't waste any time. For this period, you will be paired up with one of your classmates. You and your partner will each get a turn swallowing the other so that you may demonstrate your ability to escape from a predator. I will make clear: This is a safe, classroom environment. When you play the role of prey, do not resist or struggle against your partner while they are swallowing you. When you are the predator, be quick and professional about it. Teasing and unnecessary groping will not be tolerated. Most importantly, each of you will be required to take one of these high-grade antacids." She slams a large pill bottle onto the desk in front of her. "It will completely neutralize your stomach acid and slow the entire digestive process for a minimum of two hours. This ensures that no one will be harmed in any way during the exercise." Slate starts to slowly make her way through the room providing everyone with one of the antacid tablets. She makes each person swallow it in front of her, then inspects their mouth to make sure they aren't faking. <<if $fullness > 0>>She skips over<<if $emmaInjured>> both you and Emma<<else>> you<</if>> as she makes her rounds.<<else>>You quickly gulp it down when your turn arrives, not wanting any trouble. It's oddly sour and not particularly pleasant as it passes over your tongue.<<if $emmaInjured>> She skips over Emma without a word as she makes her rounds.<</if>><</if>><<if $emmaInjured or ($fullness > 0)>> "Before we begin, I must announce that <<if ($fullness > 0) and $emmaInjured>>two<<else>>one<</if>> of you will not be participating. <<if $emmaInjured>>Miss Malody is exempt from this lab due to her injuries," Slate says. Emma breathes a sigh of relief and cracks a smile. "...as her current state is more than enough information for me to base her aptitude on," Slate finishes. Emma's shoulders sag a little and she looks down at her desk.<<if $fullness > 0>> "Miss $last will also be sitting out today due to her disappointing lack of judgement," Slate continues, giving you a cold stare. "Showing up to a lab period with a half digested student is unacceptable. Even if you were capable of fitting someone else in there, it would be unfair to force one of your classmates to struggle in a full stomach.<<if $outfit is "uniform">> I suppose your choice of outfit is enough of an indicator of your skill.<</if>> Try to learn something through observation this period, and don't repeat this mistake in the future. Is that clear?" "Yes ma'am," you reply, your face turning a little red. You squeeze the side of your soft, sloshing belly like it was a stress ball.<</if>><<else>>"Miss $last will be sitting out today due to her disappointing lack of judgement," Slate continues, giving you a cold stare. "Showing up to a lab period with a half digested student is unacceptable. Even if you were capable of fitting someone else in there, it would be unfair to force one of your classmates to struggle in a full stomach.<<if $outfit is "uniform">> I suppose your choice of outfit is enough of an indicator of your skill.<</if>> Try to learn something through observation this period, and do not repeat this mistake in the future. Is that clear?" "Yes ma'am," you reply, your face turning a little red. You squeeze the side of your soft, sloshing belly like it was a stress ball.<</if>><</if>> "Now then, I will be assigning you your partners. The first name I call will start as the prey, please begin immediately once you are paired up. Ideally the exercise will end when the student who is prey escapes, but if their abilities are lacking I will cut things off after half an hour for you to switch roles." <<if $fullness > 0>>You sit back in your chair and watch as Slate pairs everyone else up. Before you can get too comfortable, she makes you get up and move to the back corner of the classroom so you can "survey the whole class"<<if $emmaInjured>>, sending Emma to the front instead to keep the two of you from distracting each other<</if>>. You sigh and lean forward in your new desk, one hand holding your chin while the other idly plays with the plush flesh of your bloated belly. This is going to be a long, boring class. You watch as your classmates all swallow each other down, leaving you<<if $emmaInjured>>, Emma,<</if>> and Slate as the only ones in the room without large, squirming bellies. Some look excited, others look very uncomfortable with the situation. A lot of strange noises fill the air with so many ongoing struggles in one room. <<if $minaEnd is "alive">>There's one person you're actually interested in watching, and coincidentally she's in the only group that's lagging behind the rest of the class. Mina was chosen to be pred first in her pair up, and that's something you need to see. She's clearly struggling to even get her partner down, the girl's whole lower body still hanging out of her mouth after everyone else is already settled. You can see her frustration at the situation just by the way her legs flail. Eventually the tiny girl is able to struggle through it, dragging down her partner's legs a few inches at a time with strained gulps until she finally disappears into her dangerously bloated stomach, though not before getting Slate's attention. Mina is breathing heavily, sitting on the ground with a hand resting on top of her gut. It's massive compared to her, and seems to be hugging her prey tighter than most with how defined the bulges are. Naturally, almost immediately after you see any movement at all from her prey, Mina's stomach gives up and she's launched back into the room barely a minute after she left. Slate scolds her for being no help at all to her partner, but with a sigh lets them switch roles already. Watching Mina as prey is disheartening. She goes down incredibly easily, and her partner seems completely unfazed when she starts to struggle, maybe even bored. Slate is similarly unimpressed and leaves her to try and get out for the rest of the period, even though she'd said it would only last half an hour at most. By the time she's finally let out, it almost looks like her partner could have forgotten she was in there. Mina herself has a pretty blank expression and seems to be deep in thought. You want to go talk to her, but when Slate dismisses the class she has Mina stay to talk with her at her desk. You'll have to catch up some other time. You hadn't noticed her slip out, but Emma seems to have already left while you were focused on Mina. <<elseif !$emmaInjured>>You can't help yourself from being drawn to watching Emma during the period. She starts off as prey and is clearly not pleased about it, closing her eyes and looking away as she offers her partner her hands. <<if $emmaRel > 2>>You're relieved to see her putting<<else>>She puts<</if>> up a very good fight, her partner nearly losing her balance as soon as some activity kicks up in her belly. It only takes ten minutes or so before she earns back her freedom--Slate looks almost impressed as she jots something down on her clipboard. When it's her turn to be the predator, she almost seems //more// uncomfortable, though it could just be that she's now coated in residue from being inside a stomach. She hesitates to the point of annoying her partner before finally getting it over with and swallowing her down. She's clearly flustered the whole time her partner is inside her, looking like she's trying not to pay attention to her own gut most of the time. You aren't sure if her partner is just bad or if she's better than her reluctance would imply, but she makes it the full thirty minutes without her prey escaping and has to let her out. After taking a little bit to recover, she comes back over to meet up with you. Her clothes and hair are still a little damp from her earlier time as prey and she faintly smells like vomit, but it's not as noticeable as you would have expected. "You know, you looked pretty cute with a big belly," you tease. "<<if $emmaRel > 3>>Sh-<</if>>Shut up," she says with a shy smile. "Let's get out of here so I can shower..." You start to get up, but Slate immediately stops you. "Miss $last, you are not dismissed until the entire class is finished," she commands with a glare. You drop back into your seat and sigh. "Ouch, she's really not happy with you," Emma says. "...I'm still gonna go, I feel gross. See you in a little bit!" "Yeah, see ya..." you sigh. You sit bored at your desk for another fifteen minutes or so before finally being dismissed.<<elseif $metAlice>>In your boredom, you find your attention turning to Alice and her partner. She's starting as the predator and clearly being too aggressive about it. Even after Slate comes and scolds her into being more passive, her prey doesn't seem to be able to do much to her and ends up needing to be let out. <<if $aliceRel < 0>>Next comes what you're really interested in seeing. <</if>>She's not at all happy to be playing the role of prey and gives her partner some kind of lecture before finally stepping up and letting herself get eaten. She starts to thrash the instant her body enters the girl's belly, but it still takes her almost the full time to force her partner to spit her up. She looks ready to kill the girl that ate her when she comes out. Once everyone is finished, Slate dismisses the class and you're finally freed from sitting and doing nothing, though you do feel like you learned a little from your observation. You hadn't noticed her slip out, but Emma seems to have already left while you were focused on Alice.<<else>>You spend the class watching everyone else practice, not focusing on anyone in particular and quickly becoming very bored. You notice that Slate goes to talk to Emma for a little while early in the class, but she leaves you banished to isolation in the back of the room. When everyone is finally finished with the lab, Slate dismisses the class and you're freed from sitting and doing nothing, though you do feel like you learned a little from your observation. You hadn't noticed her slip out, but Emma seems to have already left.<</if>> @@color:red;Slate was clearly not happy with you for showing up stuffed.@@<<set $slateFavor -= 1>> <<AttendEscapism>>\ [[Head back to your dorm->After Escapism]] <<elseif $minaEnd is "alive">>Slate starts to go through a list of names, calling out two students and waiting for them to meet with each other before moving on to the next. You're one of the last to be called, but when you finally hear your name... "$name $last and Mina Long." You blink. It hadn't even crossed your mind that Mina could be the one you'd end up going inside. Mina seems unfazed by the news, hopping out of her seat and starting to come your way, her face as neutral as ever. [[Time to get started->Escapism- Lab: Mina Pred]]<<else>>Slate starts to go through a list of names, calling out two students and waiting for them to meet with each other before moving on to the next. You're one of the last to be called, and you have no clue who your partner is. "$name $last and Haley Jones." A redheaded girl on the right side of the room stands up and gestures for you to come over to her. [[Time to get started->Escapsim- Lab: Haley Pred]]<</if>>

<<set $time to 15.75>><<include "TIME">><<if $outfitState is "drenched">>Eager to get yourself cleaned up after lab, you hurry out of the room and into the hall.<<else>>Ready to move on with your day, you head out into the hall.<</if>> With everyone leaving at different times, there isn't the same rush of students you usually get at the end of a class, just a few stragglers on their way to recover from lab. You round the corner and start to make your way back to your dorm.<<if $aliceNecklace>> You notice Alice not that far ahead of you, about to cross the bridge over to Lampton. After her having to play the part of prey again in class, it may not be the best time to approach her, but you do still have her necklace on you. \ <<link "Return the necklace">><<goto "After Escapism- Return the Necklace">><</link>> <<link "Hang onto it for now">><<replace "#choice">>Deciding it's probably smarter to wait for a better time, you don't bother getting her attention. You'd rather not interact with her when she's clearly already pissed off.<</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</link>><<else>><<done>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</done>><</if>> Before you've made it more than a few doors down the hall, however, you start to notice that someone is following suspiciously close behind you. Footsteps that definitely feel like they're creeping closer. Just as you're about to turn around to see if you're in trouble, the stalker grabs you from behind, one hand covering your mouth and the other holding your arms to your sides. <<if $fullness < 2>>"<<if ($fullness > 0) or ($fat > 35)>>A little chunky, but<<else>>Yeah,<</if>> you'll do," the girl says, licking her lips. <<link "Not good...">> <<set _checkType to "prey">> <<set _baseline to 16>> <<set _modifier to 3>> <<include "voreCheck">> <<if _swallow>> <<goto "After Escapism- Vore-Napped">> <<else>> <<set $stamina -= 15>> <<set $predName to "escaped">> <<goto "September 3rd- Afternoon">> <</if>> <</link>><<else>>"Wha--You've gotta be kidding me!" the girl says, releasing your arms to run a hand along your still-distended gut. She pushes you away and steps back. "You just came from a lab, how do you have that big of a gut? //Uuugh// Now I'm gonna have to scramble to find someone else in time..." As soon as you're released you spin around to face your attacker, but she's already storming off in the other direction. There's no real reason to pursue her, especially with your stomach still so full, so you shrug off the encounter and continue on your way, being a little more cautious now. [[Head back to your dorm->September 3rd- Afternoon]]<</if>>

<<Time 16>><<set $eatenByBree to true>><<set $predName to "Bree">><<set $predSS to 40>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "Bree_PreyStruggle">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "Bree(TEXT)">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "Bree_Actions">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Vore-Napped- Escape">><<set _firstStrong to false>>\ You lurch forward to try and break her grip, but she just squeezes tighter and pulls you back against her.<<if $outfitState is "drenched">> She grunts in disgust when your wet clothing presses up against her.<</if>> Before you can try anything else, she pulls your head back into the warmth of her mouth. @@color:orange;You have been overpowered.@@ She's quick and rough about it, working her way down instead of lifting you up and constantly adjusting her hands to keep a tight grip on your body. The constriction of her throat is even tighter as you're dragged deeper and deeper into her. You thrash as much as you can, but there's nothing you can do to stop it as your body is packed into her gut. <<if $escapismLabHaley>>It's immediately clear to you how much of an impact the antacid had in class, the stomach walls surrounding you feeling incredibly active compared to Haley's. <</if>>When only your legs remain outside she stands back up, keeping a vice grip on your ankles, then pushes them in to join the rest of you. You feel her wrap one arm around her belly and push in a little while the last of you makes its way down her throat. "*//UURP//* <<if $outfitState is "drenched">>Gross, you tasted like barf. At least you went down easy," the girl says. She lets out a heavy sigh, then pats her stomach. "Now you just be a good girl and sit still, we don't have to go far."<<else>>There, safe and secure. Now you just be a good girl and sit still, we don't have to go far."<</if>> "What the hell? Go where? Let me out!" you grunt. "Mmm, no. I want to actually enjoy the party this time around and you're my //*urp*// ticket to a safe night. Relax, I'm not even going to digest you, this is just the easiest way to carry you with me." "You're //kidnapping// me?" "Oh don't be so dramatic, sheesh. Just don't be a bitch about this, got it? You'll only be in me for like five minutes. Name's Bree by the way, make sure you don't forget that." "I don't care what your name is, get me out of here!" You push your arms out a little and her stomach growls in disapproval, followed by the walls tightening around you for a moment. "Ugh, just sit and enjoy the ride bitch....//*urp*//" You can feel a gentle bobbing sensation as she starts to walk somewhere, one of her arms still resting on her belly. Can you really trust that she isn't going to digest you?<<set $sceneAttack to -4>><<set $sceneDefense to -1>><<set _duration to 2>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "preyOptions">></div>

<<set $day3Workout to true>><<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<SidebarText>><</replace>><<if $day3DinnerEmma>>"I think I'm gonna head over to the gym for a bit," you reply. "Oh, good idea! I should probably get in shape too, maybe one of these days I'll go with you!" Emma says. "You could come now," you say, grabbing some clothes that will be more comfortable to work out in. "Sorry, my bed has already claimed me for tonight," she says, rolling over onto her stomach. "I figured," you say<<if $emmaRel > 2>> with a smile<</if>>. You quickly duck into the bathroom and get changed into your workout clothes. When you're ready, you step out into the hall and start making your way outside.<<else>>You decide that going to work out would be a smart idea and get up from your bed. You grab some more comfortable clothes from your dresser to exercise in. It's a little risky since you aren't sure when Emma is getting back, but you decide to quickly get changed right there in the main area instead of bothering going to the bathroom. Exactly as you finish putting your shirt on, the door opens and Emma walks in. "Hey $name!" she beams, heading over to sit on her bed. "How was dinner?" "Pretty good! <<if $day3DinnerCherry>>I met up with <<if $day2LunchEmma>>Cherry<<else>>someone<</if>> from yesterday and we talked for a while<<else>>Still yet to be disappointed by the food<</if>>," you reply. "What about you?" "I texted Mal and we went and ate together, it was nice!" she says. "You going somewhere?" "Yeah, I thought I'd head over to the gym and get a little bit of a workout in before the day's over," you say. "Oh, alright! Have fun." "See ya!" you say. You step out into the hall and start making your way outside.<</if>><<set $outfit to "workout">> As you pass through the lobby of Karbo and out into the courtyard, you're relieved to find that the rain has all but stopped. Just a light, refreshing drizzle splashes on you while you cross over to the sports complex. Inside, it seems like this isn't the most popular time to hit the gym. The building is pretty much empty. You make your way up the stairs. There's a group of people in the weight room, most of them looking more like they're just talking than actually using the equipment. However, the track is completely empty, so you decide that<<if $workedOut > 0>> this time<</if>> you're going to do some laps. You stop at the edge of the track and stretch out a bit before getting started, then do some simple warmups. Once you're ready, you set a timer on your phone and start to run. You move around the track at a reasonable pace, deciding to go for a long, consistent run rather than focusing on intensity. It's actually pretty peaceful, just looping around with the track all to yourself while you watch the light outside slowly fade. After over a dozen laps, a few of which were at least partially walked so you could catch your breath, you finally come to a stop, panting hard and covered in sweat. You do a few stretches, then do one more walking lap as a cooldown before deciding to head back to your dorm. <<Workout>>Contrast to your warm skin, your belly feels oddly cool, and you're feeling lighter on your feet than earlier. @@color:lime;You must have lost weight!@@ [[Turn in for the night->September 3rd- Night]]

<<if $day3DinnerEmma>><<Time 19>>You and Emma head back up through Lampton, the patter of rain slowly fading as you cross the bridge. Emma seems to be in a particularly good mood, a little bounce in her step as you make your way downstairs to the door of your dorm. Once you're inside, she falls back onto her bed with a contented sigh. "Another day down! And it was a pretty good one," she says, laying with her arms outstretched. "<<if $eatenByAlesha or $eatenByBree>>Could have been worse<<else>>Yeah, pretty nice compared to yesterday<</if>>," you say, sitting back on your own bed. "What's your schedule like tomorrow? I'm booked noon to four again..." "I've got Intro at ten and then Escapism at two again." "That's not too bad. Better than me, you get to eat lunch at a reasonable time." She pushes herself up into a sitting position and shrugs. "Oh well. You got anything else planned for tonight? I'm just gonna chill." You think about what you want to do. <<if $eatenByAlesha or $eatenByBree>>After the stress of what you've been through today, it would probably be nice to just sit back and relax before bed.<<else>>It's been a slow, rainy day, so it might be nice to just sit back and relax before bed.<</if>> The thought also pops into your head that the gym is still open. <<if $workedOut is 0>>Now that things are less crazy than yesterday, it would probably be much safer to go get a workout in.<<else>>It may not be a bad idea to head over and get another workout in, start getting into a routine to stay in shape.<</if>><<if $fat > 20>> You could probably stand to shave off a few pounds.<</if>><<else>><<Time 18.25>>You head back up through Lampton, the patter of rain slowly fading as you cross the bridge. When you get back to your dorm, Emma isn't there. She's probably at dinner, you must have missed her when you were leaving. With a sigh, you sit back on your bed and think about how to spend the rest of the night. <<if $eatenByAlesha or $eatenByBree>>After the stress of what you've been through today, it would probably be nice to just sit back and relax before bed.<<else>>It's been a slow, rainy day, so it might be nice to just sit back and relax before bed.<</if>> The thought also pops into your head that the gym is still open. <<if $workedOut is 0>>Now that things are less crazy than yesterday, it would probably be much safer to go get a workout in.<<else>>It may not be a bad idea to head over and get another workout in, start getting into a routine to stay in shape.<</if>><<if $fat > 20>> You could probably stand to shave off a few pounds.<</if>><</if>> [[Go work out->September 3rd- Workout]] <<link "Stay in the dorm">><<replace "#continue">><<if $day3DinnerEmma>>"Yeah, I think I'm with you there," you reply, pulling out your laptop. "No sense starting anything this late."<<else>>You decide not to bother with the gym, preferring to just relax for the rest of the night. You pull out your laptop and settle into a comfortable position to pass the time. Not long after, the door swings open and Emma steps back into the room. "Hey $name!" she beams, heading over to sit on her bed. "How was dinner?" "Pretty good! <<if $day3DinnerCherry>>I met up with <<if $day2LunchEmma>>Cherry<<else>>someone<</if>> from yesterday and we talked for a while<<else>>Still yet to be disappointed by the food<</if>>," you reply. "What about you?" "I texted Mal and we went and ate together, it was nice!" she says. "Now I'm ready to just sit and do nothing for the rest of the night. What are you up to?" "Yeah, I'm just chilling too. Feels like a good night to be lazy."<</if>> <<if $club is "dungeon">>As you start to get lost in the glow of your screen, you think to check in on your school accounts. You're glad you did, as you notice that you have an email from the president of tabletop club. It's about creating your character: //"Hey all! Thanks for joining my little club, I hope you're excited to begin your adventure! I've got some important information for you and your fellow party members: you need to have your character ready before club tomorrow! Usually, we spend the first day getting to know each other and making characters as a group, but this year I have big plans for our campaign and we'll need all the time we can get. So you'll need to be ready to dive right in tomorrow! I've attached a whole bunch of resources to this email so you know what system we're using and what all your options are. Have fun with it, but don't get too crazy! If you have any questions, feel free to message me! We meet at 4:30 tomorrow in Room 108. Looking forward to seeing what characters you come up with! ~Your DM, Morgan <3"// You take a look through the resources she provided, thinking about what you want your character to be. You spend an hour or so coming up with a few different possibilities, but you need to settle on just one. Your first idea is to go with a pretty basic human knight, straightforward and simple. But then you got to thinking that maybe that would get boring after a while, and it might be more fun to play as a magic user. You put some thought into an elf mage character, before realizing that she's actually given you a lot of pretty interesting race options. From the list, what stands out to you the most is the potential to be a naga, and around that time you get to thinking playing more of a supporting role could be fun. You weigh your options, not sure what you want to go with. <<link "Play as a human knight">><<replace "#character">><<set $dungeonCharacter to "human">>You finally settle on going back to your initial idea of a human knight. Sometimes playing a straightforward character can be more enjoyable, and even a breath of fresh air. Plus, it's always fun to be the one right in the thick of it when it comes to combat.<</replace>><<toggleclass "#end" "hide">><</link>> <<link "Play as an elf mage">><<replace "#character">><<set $dungeonCharacter to "elf">>You finally settle on being an elf mage. You feel like you'll enjoy slinging spells more than a sword and shield, and this way you'll have a lot more freedom to build a unique character. Plus, who doesn't want to be a hot elf?<</replace>><<toggleclass "#end" "hide">><</link>> <<link "Play as a naga priestess">><<replace "#character">><<set $dungeonCharacter to "naga">>You finally settle on going the most unique route and playing as a naga priestess. Being a less humanoid race seems really interesting, and it could lead to a lot more unique situations. Plus, being a support based character is an easy way to ensure the other players like you.<</replace>><<toggleclass "#end" "hide">><</link>> You spend the rest of the night fleshing out your character, wanting to be sure you're set and ready for the first meeting tomorrow. Emma pokes some fun at you for nerding out as you start to think out loud at a few points. Once you feel like you're all set and ready, several hours have passed and your eyes are getting heavy. With a yawn, you get up, put your laptop away, and head into the bathroom to get ready for bed. [[Get ready for bed->September 3rd- End of Day]]<<else>>You sink back into your bed and start to get lost in the glow of your screen. You spend the next few hours wasting time online and occasionally chatting with Emma a little. After a few hours, your eyes start to get heavy and you decide it's time to turn in. With a yawn, you get up, put your laptop away, and head into the bathroom to get ready for bed. [[Get ready for bed->September 3rd- End of Day]]<</if>><</replace>><</link>>

<<Time 16.75>><<set $day3DormKey to "used">>You decide that the time is right to have a little fun with the key you picked up. Barging right into their dorm should make for a pretty easy dinner. "Hey, I've gotta go meet up with someone, I'll see you later!" you say to Emma with a devious smile as you get up to head to the door. "Alright, have fun!" Emma replies. "<<if $emmaRel > 3>>And stay safe! <</if>>See ya!" You step out into the hall and head for the stairs, pulling the key out to get a better look at it again. It's labeled "L207", so it must be in Lampton. That makes things a bit sketchier--the last thing you want is to barge in on an upperclassman--but you're pretty positive you remember from the tour that 207 should be a freshman dorm. You think about how you want to approach this as you cross the bridge. There's two people to a dorm, so you'll have to be careful to get a feel for who's there before going in. Although since the key was abandoned, you feel pretty confident its original owner isn't around anymore and you'll only have their roommate to deal with. The hall is empty as you approach the door to Room 207. Since there's no one around to notice you being suspicious, you creep up and hold your ear close to the door. It doesn't sound like anyone's there. Perfect. You carefully slide the key into the lock and turn it, a little relieved to find that it does actually work. You push the door open slightly and peek inside--it really is empty. With much less caution, you throw open the door and let yourself in, making sure to lock it again behind you so that it isn't suspicious when they get back. The dorm is pretty plain. Both beds are made, one much messier than the other, but beyond that it doesn't seem like the occupants did much to make it their own. They don't even have a TV. You sneak back into the bathroom to make sure you really are alone, and sure enough it's empty. While you're there, you decide that it would be a smart place to wait and ambush them. However, after waiting ten minutes or so you get bored and start to snoop around the room. From what you can gather, the girls that live here are Jackie and Karen, the messier side of the room belonging to Karen. You don't quite stoop to digging through all their stuff, but you spend time investigating anything that's out in the open. It occurs to you after nearly an hour has passed that its possible //both// the girls from this dorm got themselves eaten and no one's going to be coming back. A bit disappointing to miss out on your dinner plans, but having a second room all to yourself wouldn't be a total loss. The sound of someone unlocking the door snaps you out of your train of thought and you quickly rush into the bathroom and out of sight. "Finally, I thought she'd never stop talking," you hear the girl say as she enters the room. "Karen, you in here? Still no? Figures. 'Least that means the bathroom's free." She sighs and you hear the sound of a bag dropping onto the floor, then footsteps coming closer. <<link "Now's your chance...">> <<set $pacifist to false>> <<set _checkType to "oral">> <<set _baseline to 8>> <<set _modifier to 2>> <<include "voreCheck">> <<if _swallow>> <<goto "Dorm Raid- Eat Jackie">> <<else>> <<set $stamina -= 5>> <<goto "Dorm Raid- Botched">> <</if>> <</link>>

<<Time 21>><<set $nadiaInfo2 to 1>><<set $playerHorny += 1>>The sounds of the party grow faint and gradually disappear entirely as Nadia carries you off down the hall. Her stomach groans and you can feel the acid level starting to rise. Just as you're thinking of starting to fight, or at least voicing your concern, Nadia speaks up. "We're almost there, just hang on a little longer~" she whispers, gently stroking you through her stomach. The bouncing from her footsteps grows more intense--she must be going upstairs. You take a deep breath, deciding to keep trusting her for now. "So, how did you manage to be the one to eat me? No one else even tried to step up." "Heh, I just went around and cashed in a few favors," Nadia says. You hear the sound of her unlocking a door. "You'd be amazed what people will do for you if you just eat them out every now and then." "Ah..." You hear the door slam shut behind you. She seems to walk pretty deep into the room before coming to a stop. "Alright darling, we're here~" she says, running a hand down your back. "Heh, what would you do if I didn't let you out?" "What!?" you shout, immediately shoving your arms out. "Haha //*urp*// relax, I'm about to do it," she giggles. You're about to start struggling anyway, but she keeps her word and starts pushing in on you from the outside. Shortly after, her stomach clamps down on you and a tight, rhythmic pressure gradually forces you back up her throat. You slide out from between her lips and onto the cold floor, soaked in digestive fluids and a bit of her leftover dinner. Sitting up and looking around, you find that you're in her shower. "Hope you enjoyed the ride~" she says, standing over you with a hand on her hip. "Go ahead and rinse off so you don't smell so bad, use the lilac soap. I'll be waiting outside.~" "Wait, can I have a change of clothes?" you ask. "You won't need them," Nadia replies with a wink, heading out into the main room. You blush, excited but not sure you're entirely prepared for what you've gotten yourself into. You quickly strip off your clothes and toss them in the trash. Nothing special enough to bother trying to recover from their acid bath. You close the shower curtain over and turn on the water, letting the warm liquid wash over you. The scent of bile is quickly replaced by the lilac fragrance she requested as you rinse yourself off. You try scrubbing for a while, but you can't quite get the X on your face to wash off, just fade a little. Anxious excitement starts to grow in your chest as you reach the point that you feel thoroughly clean. Somewhat hesitantly, you turn off the water and dry off, slowly walking over to the door. [[Time to do this...->Nadia's Promise- Sex]]

<<if $eatenByZoeyMulti>>You push the thought out of your mind. You can't sacrifice someone else just because things aren't looking great for you. While you sit and try to figure out a plan of action, <<if $preyHealth is 10>>Bella<<else>>Madison<</if>> looks between you and Zoey staring at each other, then over at Claire. Cautiously, she takes a few steps into the circle. When Zoey doesn't react, she quickly hurries in, grabs a bottle, and gets out. Unfortunately, this also tips Sadie off as to what's going on, and she quickly darts in for the last bottle before you can even make an attempt at getting past her. Zoey just grins as Sadie walks off with your last hope of salvation. "God //DAMN// it," Maeve growls. A few people near her flinch and take a step back. "You can't do fucking anything right, can you? What was supposed to be entertaining about that, fatass?" She marches up and grabs Zoey's face. For the first time, you're pretty sure you see fear in her eyes. "This was your last chance to be useful to me, freak. Next time you even //slightly// annoy me I'm going to make you //beg// for me to digest you. Now eat her and get the hell out of my sight." Maeve pushes her head away, Zoey almost stumbling over backwards. The party is dead silent as Maeve storms off toward the table with the alcohol. You're a little stunned yourself, realizing too late that you probably could have used that as an opportunity to escape. Zoey quickly regains her composure and comes for you with a menacing look on her face. The other freshman look on in fear as she grabs the front of your shirt and pulls you close. You try to push her off, but she just grabs one of your arms. When you try to break her grip, she twists it, sending a wave of pain through your arm. Finished playing around, she shoves your arms into her mouth, immediately starting to swallow you down. She forces you down with frightening aggression, pushing you into her mouth at the same time she swallows like she can't wait to pack you away. Your body squeezes into her stomach, your arms getting caught at odd angles from the speed of your entry. Luckily, the ordeal is at least over quickly. Just seconds after your face slid across her tongue, she pushes your feet through her lips. "//*UUUUURRRP*// Finally, back where you belong," she says. She pushes in hard on the front of her gut, briefly squeezing you tight between the walls. You frantically squirm inside her, doing everything you can to shift into a new position. Your quick entry left you face down in the mix of alcohol and digestive fluids filling her stomach. You manage to right yourself just in time for her to start moving, her footsteps shaking the chamber around you.\ <<else>><<if $preyName is "Bella">>\ "Sounds like a good plan," you reply. "How about we flank her? Both go in at the same time from opposite sides, one of us distracting while the other gets their bottle." "Yeah... Yeah, that sounds smart!" Bella says. "This might work. You've definitely got my back, right?" "As long as you've got mine," you reply. "I'll go around, then run in on my signal." You walk around the outside of the circle until you're roughly on the opposite side, Zoey watching you as you go. After pausing to mentally prepare, you lock eyes with Bella and nod. You cautiously start to walk in, Bella following your lead. Zoey looks back and forth between you, grinning. You take a few quick steps forward, then jump back when she lunges at you. While Zoey takes the bait, Bella rushes in to grab one of the bottles. Zoey spins around to grab her, but Bella narrowly avoids her clutches. You take the opportunity to run for your own bottle, but right as you grab it, Zoey grabs you, squeezing your arm painfully tight. "Shit, wait, uh... Look over here fatty!" Bella shouts, stepping slightly back into the circle. "Why would I do that?" Zoey sneers, yanking you up and grabbing your other arm. "I've already got my meal." Bella looks around as if someone else might help, then her shoulders sag. She gives you an apologetic look, then steps back out of the circle, your hope of rescue lost.\ <<elseif $preyName is "Madison">>\ "Sounds like a plan," you reply. "How about we both run in together, then split up when we get close? That should throw her off. Whoever gets their bottle first can try and keep her distracted for the other." Madison gives you a pretty blank expression and blinks. "Yeah sure," she finally says, punctuating her statement with a small burp. You take a deep breath, then nod at Madison with a reassuring smile. She seems super out of it, so this should be a piece of cake. She nods back and you both run forward into the circle. When you get close to Zoey, rather than splitting up like you promised, you start to lunge toward Madison. However, she evidently had the same plan, and beat you to the punch. As soon as you turn, you feel her push you forward towards Zoey. "Hah..! I'm //*urP*// drunk, not stupid!" she says, pumping a fist in the air as Zoey grabs you. "That plan was teeeerible if it was legit," she laughs, some of the crowd laughing with her. She stumbles back out of the circle without even bothering to grab one of the bottles.\ <<else>>\ Ignoring her, you decide to take your chances with Claire's strategy. Taking a deep breath, you rush forward toward another open bottle. You keep your eyes on Zoey as you move. She grunts and gets a big grin on her face, shifting to block your path. You sidestep, lunging for the other bottle instead. Just as you think you've pulled it off, Zoey grabs the back of your shirt and pulls you back. "Like two of you could pull that off," she sneers. You push back against her, but she just grabs your arms and forces them back against your sides, squeezing tight. @@color:orange;You were too slow.@@\ <</if>> "I told you you'd be mine," Zoey says with a wicked grin. There's nothing you can think to say in response as she opens her mouth wide. You try to resist her, but she has you completely locked down. A warm, wet sensation consumes you as your head is plunged into her maw. She immediately swallows, pushing you down into her throat as your shoulders slide between her lips. You can hear the party cheering for your demise, the sound muffled a bit by the slimy flesh surrounding you. Your body slides further and further into hers, greedily dragged down by her throat, until you come to an abrupt stop with your head in her stomach and her tongue tickling your navel. She grabs your waist tight. You start to flail as she decides to pull down your <<if $outfit is "uniform">>skirt<<else>>shorts<</if>>. Feeling that she's not stopping there, you give an outraged cry and start to kick your legs even harder. The crowd just cheers her on as she slides off your panties, completely exposing you to the rest of the party. She gives your bare ass a hard smack<<if $buttSize > 24>>, getting a few cheers from the audience as your chubby cheeks jiggle from the impact<</if>>, then resumes her swallowing. She finishes you off quickly and aggressively, forcing your legs down her throat as you're packed into the tight, humid confines of her gut in a matter of seconds. "//*BRRRUUUUP*// Delicious~" she laughs.<<if $fat > 34>> "And filling."<</if>> She gives the side of her gut a hard smack, shaking you around. The walls of her stomach are already pretty active, eagerly kneading against you. The distinct scent of alcohol fills the chamber, likely coming from the pool of liquid around your feet. "And there we have it, round two over!" Maeve announces. "Now get the hell out of here, Pierce." "Whatever, I got what I wanted," Zoey sneers. She smacks you again for good measure, then you feel your whole world begin bouncing around as she starts walking.\ <</if>> You hear the booming of the party music kick back in over the groans coming from her stomach, only for it to slowly fade away again as she makes her exit from the party. Taking a deep breath to calm your nerves, you start to make a concentrated effort against the walls of her stomach. You kick and push and thrash, doing anything you can to upset her. Using this time where she's on the move may be your only shot. Or, maybe you never had one. She squeezes her stomach muscles tight, painfully compressing your body and putting a stop to your movements. "//*URP*// Don't think for even a second you're getting out of there<<if $eatenByZoeyMulti>> without your buddy<</if>>," Zoey laughs. The shaking of her gut intensifies--she must be heading upstairs. "But keep squirming if you want, it feels great. And that's all you're really good for.~" You ignore her taunting, continuing to struggle against your fate. The walls seem indifferent to your plight, the slimy flesh sliding and squeezing against you like you were any other meal. By the time she makes it back to her room, you're completely exhausted. "//Mmmhmm//, I hope that's not all you've got," she moans. She places her hands on either side of her belly and pushes in on you hard. You cry out as the pressure becomes unbearable, but she keeps going for a few more seconds before easing up, letting out a massive belch in the process. You squirm a little more, but quickly become disoriented as your world turns on its side and something slams down on top of you. As her arms wrap around you, it becomes clear that she's now laying on her gut. She squeezes in with her arms and starts to push down onto you harder. The steadily building acids in her stomach splash up around you, coming close to submerging your head. "How's it feel in there?" she moans. You can feel yourself getting lightheaded from the pressure and fumes. "I wonder how long you can hold out.~" The answer, evidently, is not very long. You try to push back and give yourself some room, but your arms are too weak to resist the crushing weight. She starts to rock back and forth on top of you, but the sensation quickly dulls as your consciousness starts to fade. A part of you is almost happy that you won't be awake for whatever else she has planned. <<include "Life Lost">>

<<Time 22.75>>"Before we close things out by rewarding our winner, we have to deal with the losers," Maeve says, looking over at you and Sadie. You've been positioned next to each other at the front of the room. "That includes a special surprise for our freshman here! Second place gets out of this without getting digested too!" she announces, gesturing towards Sadie with a grin. "You'll get to choose one of our lovely hosts to spend the night in, and they'll let you out tomorrow morning... if they remember." "Third place isn't so lucky, but you still get a special honor," Maeve says with a grin, walking behind you and placing her hands on your shoulders. "You get eaten by //me//." You breathe in sharply and your eyes go wide. Your skin starts to crawl where she's touching you, but you know there's no way out of this. The crowd starts to chant Maeve's name and she tightens her grip a bit. <<if $samInfo1 > 1>>"Uh h-hang on! I'm friends with Sam, she's your sister right?" you blurt out. Worth a shot. Maeve just tightens her grip even more. "Way too late to bring that up, even if it's true," she grunts. <</if>>You feel her quickly shift her hands down to your armpits and you're hoisted into the air. She shoves your head into her mouth, her teeth grazing your nose as you're forced into the humid depths of her body. You're quickly racing down her throat and stretching out her stomach, her experience made dangerously clear as she effortlessly gulps you down. In what feels like mere seconds, she's forcing your legs into her mouth and snapping her jaws shut around your feet. You're sealed within the slimy confines of her stomach, pushed into the accommodating walls so quickly that you're still positioned upside down. You wince as Maeve gives you a firm smack, then belches. The crowd goes into an uproar. "Alright, calm your tits," Maeve chuckles. "We've still gotta deal with loser number two! Now, we're gonna need some volunt--" "ME! I'll take her!" a muffled voice cries. "Please, I called dibs way at the start!" "You know what? Fuck it, I like the dedication. You actually don't get a choice Sadie, go with her," Maeve laughs. "YES!" the girl shouts. "See I promised I'd be the one to take care of you! Come on, come on, we need to be somewhere private for where you're going!~" "And now, finally, Claire! Donna, Brit, tie her up while I go get the arm," Maeve says. Your world starts to gently bounce with her footsteps as she walks off, the sounds of the party quieting. You squirm and push against the walls of her stomach, doing what you can to reposition yourself. A thick soup of party snacks, alcohol, and stomach acid accompanies you inside of her, not leaving you much room to breathe with your head at the bottom. Luckily, the slick flesh around you stretches pretty readily and you're able to twist yourself back upright. It's still cramped, but you find you actually have a tiny bit of breathing room rather than being forced into a tight ball. "Let me out!" you shout. You start to thrash and fight against the walls with all the strength you can manage. You have your doubts that you can get out of a senior's stomach, especially //this// senior, but if you can manage it, now, while she's away from the rest of the party, would be the time. "I played along with your stupid games, I don't deserve this!" Maeve doesn't respond at all, nor does she seem to be affected by your struggling. You feel her come to a stop, and your prison is compressed as she bends over to grab something. You strike back against the extra pressure, giving a particularly hard jab to the flesh above you. Maeve chuckles a little, standing back upright a few seconds later. "It's cute that you think you have any chance of breaking out," she says, grabbing the sides of her gut. She pushes in hard and moves her hands around in a sort of circular motion. It's simultaneously disorienting and oddly soothing as she pushes the slimy surface against you. "You were doomed as soon as someone got their hands on you to bring here. You should be grateful I gave you a chance at surviving in the first place." "Well, I hit hard enough to get your attention," you grunt. You immediately regret it as her stomach muscles clamp down hard. You're crushed by the walls around you, the wet flesh twitching as it wraps you tight. "Oh, you want to play for real, huh?" she says. The walls pulse even tighter a few times as she toys with you. You're getting lightheaded by the time she finally relaxes her muscles. You feel her sit down on something and lean back as you cough and sputter, gasping for the rancid air inside her. Outside, she rests one of her hands on the upper half of her belly, right about where your head is. You shift a little, pushing your arms and legs out to brace yourself. As soon as she feels any movement, however, the walls crash back in. Except this time something feels off. There's a groan from below you, followed by a strange //*glorp*// sound. The liquid surrounding you starts to drain and you feel a shifting sensation around your feet. Maeve presses down with her hand and a tight pressure grips your ankles. You suddenly realize what's happening--she's pushing you deeper! Smoother, much tighter walls start to grip your legs as your body is forced through the sphincter in her stomach. You try to resist and push out with your arms, but you're helpless as your body slides out of her stomach and down into her intestines. All manner of squishing and gurgling rings out through her body as you're packed into the tight passage of flesh. The walls are slick with the chyme that exited her stomach along with you, kneading the boiling liquid into you as they gently drag you deeper. "Mmm, maybe I've had too much to drink, I normally wouldn't bother putting any effort into a freshman," Maeve laughs. She strokes her belly as you're pulled through her guts. You start to squirm again in a panic, and suddenly the movement of her intestinal walls slows to a stop. Then, they start to drag you in the opposite direction with much harsher, less fluid bursts of pressure. Before long your face slams back into a tight ring of muscle, the next push forcing it through as your body is thrust back into her stomach. It feels even more active than before, a fresh pool of acid already waiting for you and the walls aggressively writhing against you. A loud groan shakes through the walls. "//*Urp*// They teach that little trick in Advanced Predation, too bad you'll never get to that point," Maeve says. She gives her gut a hard smack, then stands back up. "I assume you're done now, but it doesn't really matter." You feel weak and disoriented, vaguely aware of the sounds of the party growing loud again. Her punishment has left you completely drained. You could barely muster any more resistance even if you dared to try. Maeve starts to say something to the crowd at the party, but at this point even her voice is hard to focus on. Her stomach churns and groans relentlessly, and you soon feel yourself drifting away under its efforts. <<include "Life Lost">>

<<Time 20.25>><<if $day3Workout>>You leave the sports complex, a little disappointed to find that the rain has completely stopped now that you're hot and sweaty. There are a few other girls coming from the dining hall at the same time you're crossing the courtyard, but no one gives you any trouble as you make your way back to your room. Emma is inside when you arrive, lounging on her bed and looking through her phone. "Hey $name! How was the gym? You look exhausted," she says. "I am! It was good though," you reply. <<if $startFat > 20>>"Already feel like I've slimmed down!" "You do look a little different!" "I've gotta hop in the shower though or I'm gonna stink up the whole room." You grab a towel and some clothes and head into the bathroom.<<else>> You grab a towel and some clothes and head toward the bathroom. "I'm gonna shower real quick."<</if>> You take a quick shower, just spending a few minutes washing off the sweat from your workout. When you're ready, you step out, dry off, and get changed. Since it's so late, you just grabbed your pajamas to change into. You head back out into the room and immediately drop back onto your bed and pull out your laptop.<<set $outfit to "pjs">><<else>>\ When you're finished in the bathroom, you head out into the hall, locking the door behind you. With a look of smug satisfaction on your face, you make your way back across the bridge and down to your own room, your belly bouncing and sloshing along with your footsteps. Emma is inside when you arrive, lounging on her bed and looking through her phone. "Oh, hey $name. I guess it's alright that I got dinner without you," she says<<if $emmaRel > 2>> with a slight laugh<</if>>. <<if $wardrobeLight>>"What's that bag for...?" "Hey Emma! Yeah, I had a friend of mine treat me to dinner," you say with a smirk, patting your gut. "This bag is just some of her stuff, we were in her room and it seemed like a waste to just leave it all sitting there. I grabbed some cute clothes, you can take a look and have some if you want!" "You... I //thought// that was a key you had earlier in class... $name, did you break into someone's room, eat them, and then rob them?" Emma says, her eyes narrowing and her jaw hanging open a bit. "<<if $emmaRel > 2>>Well, when you put it that way..." you say, suddenly realizing that you should have known Emma wouldn't be on board with this. You drop the bag next to your bed. "I mean, it's not like she could use any of this stuff anymore..."<<else>>Yeah? I thought it was a pretty good plan," you say, dropping the bag next to your bed. "It's not like anyone's gonna miss this stuff."<</if>> "I know but... it still feels gross that you would just immediately take it like that," Emma says. "And the stuff isn't even the main thing! You broke into some random girl's room while they were minding their own business and ate them, that's messed up! Our dorms are supposed to be the one place we can definitely be safe... Imagine if I ever lost my key and someone did that to you!" <<if $emmaRel > 2>>"Sorry, I see what you're saying but..." you trail off, not really sure what else to say. "It's... fine," Emma huffs, turning her attention back to her phone. You can tell by her face she's still upset.<<else>>"Uh, sorry I guess? Can't really change things now," you say, giving a slight shrug. "Yeah, I guess not," Emma sighs, turning her attention back to her phone. You can tell by her face she's still upset.<</if>><<if $emmaRel > 0>> <<Emma -1>><</if>><<else>> "Hey! Yeah I grabbed a bite to eat while I was out," you say with a smirk, patting your gut. "Hope you managed alright." "Yeah, me and Mal went together, it was nice," she replies. She doesn't seem super interested in chatting right now, but you don't think much of it.<</if>> You drop back onto your bed, the extra weight making it creak a little. Somehow, it actually feels a little less comfortable than Jackie's. You pull out your laptop and settle back into a comfortable position, resting one hand on your belly.<</if>> <<if $club is "dungeon">>As you start to get lost in the glow of your screen, you think to check in on your school accounts. You're glad you did, as you notice that you have an email from the president of tabletop club. It's about creating your character: //"Hey all! Thanks for joining my little club, I hope you're excited to begin your adventure! I've got some important information for you and your fellow party members: you need to have your character ready before club tomorrow! Usually, we spend the first day getting to know each other and making characters as a group, but this year I have big plans for our campaign and we'll need all the time we can get. So you'll need to be ready to dive right in tomorrow! I've attached a whole bunch of resources to this email so you know what system we're using and what all your options are. Have fun with it, but don't get too crazy! If you have any questions, feel free to message me! We meet at 4:30 tomorrow in Room 108. Looking forward to seeing what characters you come up with! ~Your DM, Morgan <3"// You take a look through the resources she provided, thinking about what you want your character to be. You spend an hour or so coming up with a few different possibilities, but you need to settle on just one. Your first idea is to go with a pretty basic human knight, straightforward and simple. But then you got to thinking that maybe that would get boring after a while, and it might be more fun to play as a magic user. You put some thought into an elf mage character, before realizing that she's actually given you a lot of pretty interesting race options. From the list, what stands out to you the most is the potential to be a naga, and around that time you get to thinking playing more of a supporting role could be fun. You weigh your options, not sure what you want to go with. <<link "Play as a human knight">><<replace "#character">><<set $dungeonCharacter to "human">>You finally settle on going back to your initial idea of a human knight. Sometimes playing a straightforward character can be more enjoyable, and even a breath of fresh air. Plus, it's always fun to be the one right in the thick of it when it comes to combat.<</replace>><<toggleclass "#end" "hide">><</link>> <<link "Play as an elf mage">><<replace "#character">><<set $dungeonCharacter to "elf">>You finally settle on being an elf mage. You feel like you'll enjoy slinging spells more than a sword and shield, and this way you'll have a lot more freedom to build a unique character. Plus, who doesn't want to be a hot elf?<</replace>><<toggleclass "#end" "hide">><</link>> <<link "Play as a naga priestess">><<replace "#character">><<set $dungeonCharacter to "naga">>You finally settle on going the most unique route and playing as a naga priestess. Being a less humanoid race seems really interesting, and it could lead to a lot more unique situations<<if $ateJackie>>... or maybe you're just in a more voracious mood after recent events<</if>>. Plus, being a support based character is an easy way to ensure the other players like you.<</replace>><<toggleclass "#end" "hide">><</link>> You spend the rest of the night fleshing out your character, wanting to be sure you're set and ready for the first meeting tomorrow. <<if !$wardrobeLight>>Emma pokes some fun at you for nerding out as you start to think out loud at a few points. <</if>>Once you feel like you're all set and ready, several hours have passed and your eyes are getting heavy. With a yawn, you get up, put your laptop away, and head into the bathroom to get ready for bed. [[Get ready for bed->September 3rd- End of Day]]<<else>>You sink back into your bed and start to get lost in the glow of your screen. You spend the next few hours wasting time online and occasionally chatting with Emma a little. After a few hours, your eyes start to get heavy and you decide it's time to turn in. With a yawn, you get up, put your laptop away, and head into the bathroom to get ready for bed. [[Get ready for bed->September 3rd- End of Day]]<</if>>

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<<set $time to 13.75>><<include "TIME">>Making up your mind, you<<if $emmaRel > 1>> tell Emma you'll meet up with her later and<</if>> head over to Sam's desk before she leaves. It'll be nice to chat with her again even if she isn't interested, though you get the feeling she'll be on board. "Sam, wait up!" you say just as she's starting to walk towards the door. She stops and turns to you. "What's up?" She has a slight smirk on her lips and her eyes look a little tired. "I have a proposition for you. One that involves hunting someone down." "Interesting. Easy to understand why you'd come to me," she says with a grin. "Shoot." "Alright, so basically I pissed off these two girls on the first day, Alice and Betty. Both total bitches. Yesterday, they decided to try and get me out of the picture and Betty swallowed me. So--" "//Pfft//, you got eaten by a //freshman// yesterday?" "Well, yeah, but it was a three on one ambush, there was--" "Oh there's //three// of them now, huh?" Sam crosses her arms and leans against a nearby desk, grinning ear to ear. "Ugh, yes! The third one was Alice's roommate or something I think," you say. "My point is, I want revenge on that little clique. Betty in particular, since she's the one that ate me. So I'm thinking the two of us go hunt her down and teach her a permanent lesson.<<if $tourSam and !$eatenByHannah>> We made a great team back on orientation day, we should keep it going!<<else>> She wouldn't stand a chance against both of us!<</if>>" Sam puts a hand on her chin and looks around, acting like she's putting an extreme amount of thought into your request. "Yeah alright, I'll help you out. On one condition!" She holds up a finger dramatically. "I get to be the one that eats this Betty girl." \ <<link "Sure">><<replace "#choice">><<set $day3HuntSam to "promised">>"Yeah, that's fine with me. Revenge is more important than a meal," you reply. "Great, that's dinner settled then! Let's do this. Any idea where to start looking for her?" "Oh, you mean right now? I was thinking we'd actually do the hunting later, I have a class." "Forget your class! It's a rainy day, she's just gonna be cooped up in her room if you wait until after classes. If we're settling this today, our only chance of finding her is to go now." "Huh, good point. Let's get going then!" Missing your first lab probably isn't the best idea, but you've committed to revenge at this point. [[Start the hunt->Class Detour- Hunting with Sam]]<</replace>><</link>> <<link "Maybe">><<replace "#choice">><<set $day3HuntSam to "dodge">>"Eh, we'll see," you reply. "I mean, it is //my// revenge so it makes more sense for me to do it, but I guess it could be fair since you're helping me." <<if $fullness > 1>>"Ah c'mon, you already got someone today! If we do this well you won't even have room for her when it's time."<<else>>"I've got better things I could be doing right now, you know."<</if>> "Oh, you wanted to do this right now? I was thinking we'd actually do the hunting later, I have class." "Of course right now! You'll never be able to find her later."<<if ($samRel > 2) or $eatenByHannah or ($day2HuntWithSam is "success")>> She sighs. "<<if $eatenByHannah>>I guess I might owe you a little after how things went when you helped me.<<elseif $day2HuntWithSam is "success">>I guess I owe you a little after yesterday.<<else>>Fine.<</if>> We'll decide when it's time to actually make our move." "Works for me," you say with a grin. [[Start the hunt->Class Detour- Hunting with Sam]]<<else>><<set $day3HuntSam to "denied">> She rolls her eyes at you. "Just go to your class, no meal means I'm out." You sigh as she walks off out of the room. It probably would have been a bad idea to skip your first lab anyway, even for revenge. [[Head to class->September 3rd- Escapism]]<</if>><</replace>><</link>> <<link "Absolutely not">><<replace "#choice">><<set $day3HuntSam to "refused">>"No way!" you say. "This is my revenge, I have to be the one to eat her." "Well if it's that personal, sounds like you should handle it yourself. I'm out if there's no meal in it for me," Sam says with a frown. <<if $day2HuntWithSam is "success">>"Come on, you owe me a little help after yesterday." "Damn it... Fine, I guess I'll help you out," she sighs. "Alright, let's do this then. Any idea where to start looking for her?" "Oh, you mean right now? I was thinking we'd actually do the hunting later, I have a class." "Forget your class! It's a rainy day, she's just gonna be cooped up in her room if you wait until after classes. If we're settling this today, our only chance of finding her is to go now." "Huh, good point. Let's get going then!" Missing your first lab probably isn't the best idea, but you've committed to revenge at this point. [[Start the hunt->Class Detour- Hunting with Sam]]<<else>><<set $day3HuntSam to "denied">>You sigh as she walks off out of the room. It probably would have been a bad idea to skip your first lab anyway, even for revenge. [[Head to class->September 3rd- Escapism]]<</if>><</replace>><</link>>

<<set $time to 14.5>><<include "TIME">><<set $predName to "Mina">><<set $escapismLabMina to true>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "MinaLab_Pred_Continue">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "MinaLab_Pred_Continue">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "MinaLab_Pred_Continue">><<set $usingAntacid to true>><<set _dupeBlock to false>>\ "Hello $name," Mina says as she stops at your desk. Her hands are clasped together and held near her stomach. "Hey Mina!" you say with a smile, standing up from your seat. The awkward height difference is made very clear with both of you standing next to each other, the top of her head only at chest level. "How have you been?" "I have been doing well! There was no more trouble yesterday after the time you helped me," she says, the corners of her lips curling. "Though I must say I am feeling rather nervous now." "Yeah, this whole thing feels a little strange, but it makes sense we'd practice this way. I guess I'm going into you first?<<if $ateMina>> I guess it's only fair after yesterday," you joke.<<else>>"<</if>> You scan your eyes over her tiny frame. "Heh, are you sure there's room for me in there?" "Well, I cannot say I exactly know," Mina replies. Her mouth flattens and she looks off to the side. "Wait... you're serious? Haven't you eaten anyone before?" "No, not even once," she admits. "Although I am grateful, I was quite surprised they let me in even after I reported that. I suppose... it will be nice to have a friend be my first." "Huh." You blush a little. "Well, since you can't digest me, I guess I'm also happy to be your introduction," you say with a nervous laugh. "I'm sure you can do it no problem! Though I guess because of what we're doing here I can't go easy on you once I'm in there, sorry." "It is alright, I understand. I would not want to impede your learning!" You see her shuffling back and forth on her feet a little. "Shall we get started, then?" "Yeah, uh, here," you say, holding up your hands to her face as a starting point. "Go ahead. It's your first time so take it slow, and you might want to sit down before you get too far since you won't be used to the extra weight." "Okay." She gingerly grips your hands. Her skin is incredibly soft. "I apologize if this hurts at all." She gently guides your hands to her open mouth and slides them in, dragging your fingers over the wet surface of her tongue. You're inched in further until your fingertips graze the back of her throat. Closing her eyes, she swallows as hard as she can. Your hands are dragged down into her esophagus, where they're massaged by the warm waves of peristalsis as her untrained throat feebly attempts to drag you down. It already feels tighter than it should. You notice Mina looking you over, perhaps realizing how significant of a task this is really going to be now that she's started. "There you go. Just, uh, keep swallowing, I'll go down..." you tell her. "Just focus on one little bit at a time if you're starting to worry." Mina gives a very slight nod, the best she can manage with your arms stuck in her mouth. She swallows again, pulling you a little deeper. With one more you're nearly elbow deep, with your face right in front of hers. Being this close, you're treated to the rare sight of both of her eyes. She grips your shoulders to pull you in, closes her eyes tight, and swallows hard, preparing to take in your head. With a little effort, you feel her lips wrap around the crown of your head, and soon enough your face is pulled into the soft, slimy flesh of her mouth. It's slow, but she continues to make progress without much issue. However, you begin to get a little concerned when you don't realize that you've reached her stomach until your arms start to forcibly curl up. It's extremely tight and the walls seem to tremble against the intrusion instead of accepting it. Nonetheless, she persists. <<if $breastSize > 24>>She seems to struggle for a while fitting your breasts in, but<<else>>She<</if>> manages to fit you about halfway in before pausing. She gently sits back onto the ground, leaning back and leaving your lower body hanging from her mouth at an odd angle. You feel her throat vibrate around you as she attempt to make some sort of sound. As she resumes swallowing, you try to help her out by gently wriggling your way inward. The more of you is packed into her, the more unbearably tight your surroundings start to get. You can feel that the walls are straining to accommodate you before your legs have even made it in. When she's finally down to just your feet, you can tell she's really struggling. Both of her hands are trying to soothe the bulge in her belly, and each attempt to swallow is making less than an inch of progress. The combination of your slow descent and supremely cramped confines is very uncomfortable, so you're relieved when she plants her hands on your soles and gives a determined push, finally sealing you entirely inside of her. After a couple more strained gulps, the last of you makes it down to her stomach and you curl up into a tight ball, feeling like you've been vacuum packed. "$name I--//*urp*!// Oh my, excuse me!" Mina says. She's breathing heavily at first, but seems to return to normal pretty quickly. "I really did it! I must say, this is rather uncomfortable. Are you alright in there $name?" "It's... very tight, but I'm fine," you reply. Her stomach groans in distress around you. "Good job! Just fitting someone bigger than you is impressive for your first time." "Thank you," she replies. You feel her give a very gentle pat to the top of her stomach. "Okay then, are you ready for me to start moving?" "I will try to be," she replies. You feel her hug her belly a little. You don't want to hurt her, but since this is a class exercise where Slate is judging your ability to escape, you can't really hold back all that much. That said, the extreme tightness of her stomach is actually making it difficult to move much at all--it could be harder to get out than you're expecting. <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "preyOptions">></div>\ <<done>><<addclass "#braceStruggle" "hide">><<addclass "#restStruggle" "hide">><<addclass "#allOutStruggle" "hide">><</done>>

<<set $time to 14.75>><<include "TIME">><<include "resetFromFakeout">><<set $outfitState to "drenched">><<set $preyName to "Mina">><<set $preyHealthMax to 18>><<set $preyResilience to 0>><<set $preyFrustration to 0>><<set $preyExhaustion to 0>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "MinaLab_PredActions">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "MinaLab_Struggle">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "MinaLab(TEXT)">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Mina Prey- End">><<set $preySize to 3>><<set $fullness += $preySize>><<set $noCrush to true>><<set $usingAntacid to true>>\ Or, perhaps not. As soon as you muster the strength to push out at all against the slick walls, a loud grumbling sound fills the chamber and you hear Mina whimper. It feels like a stretched rubber band snapping back into shape as you're suddenly very quickly forced back out of Mina's body and onto the classroom floor. "Ohhh, that was not fun at all," Mina says, coughing a little at the end. After you get your bearings from the sudden change of scenery, you sit up and look over at her. She's kneeling with her back hunched, both arms covering her stomach and her eye watering. "Why does everyone like it so much?" "Honestly Miss Long, is this a joke?" Professor Slate says. You hadn't noticed her standing over you. "That was an entirely useless experience for Miss $last." "I am sorry ma'am!" Mina squeaks. "I am afraid I am not a very good predator..." "Technically I can't deduct any points for that shameful display in //this// class," Slate sighs. "<<if $eatenBySlate>>And I suppose I already have a measure of your skill from yesterday, Miss $last<<else>>I can't test you myself while I'm observing others, Miss $last, so I suppose I'll just mark you down as average for now<</if>>. You may switch places, but I'd like to speak with you after class, Miss Long." "Yes ma'am," Mina says with a nod. She doesn't look all that bothered by the turn of events. As Slate walks away to observe other groups, you and Mina both get back on your feet. "Are you okay? Sorry about that," you say, giving her an apologetic smile. You're a little damp from being inside her, but the combination of her weakened digestion and your very quick escape has left you much better off than usual. "Yes, I am okay. I should be the one apologizing, I do not think you learned anything from that." "Well, I learned how it feels to be in a stomach that's way too small for me." Your joke doesn't register any response from Mina, not even a change in expression. "The professor instructed us to switch, so..." She gives you a determined look and holds her hands up in fists near her chest. "Eat me." "Uh... You're a little more excited than I was expecting," you say. You can't help smiling at her current stance. "Are you sure you're ready<<if $ateMina>> to go back in<</if>>?" "Absolutely! This is what I am here for, and practice like this is the only way I will improve!" She offers you her hands like you did for her. "Alright then, show me what you've got!" you laugh. Instead of going for her hands, you grab her armpits and lift her up. "I think this'll work better with you." Mina looks at you with her mouth slightly agape as you open yours to accept her head. You quickly shove her head in and swallow, sealing your lips around her neck. The least awkward way to handle this, you figure, is to get her down as quickly as possible. So you don't waste any time, constantly guiding more of her body into your mouth and swallowing as hard as you can. She goes down easy, not squirming even a little as her small form slides down your throat into your stomach. You pause to take off her boots before sending her feet to join the rest of her inside you. "Okay, you alright in there //*Urp*// Mina?" you ask, supporting your bulging belly from below. You're a little surprised to find that it does actually look noticeably smaller than your gut normally is after a meal, more like you've been digesting for a couple hours already. "Yes, I am fine!" Mina's muffled voice responds. "It is strange in here, but <<if $ateMina>>much calmer than yesterday<<else>>very calm<</if>>." "Uh, good. Feel free to start struggling when you're ready, show me what you've got!"<<done>><<include $sceneActionsLink>><<replace "#actionReminder">><<PredActionReminder>><</replace>><</done>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "predOptions">></div>

<<set $time to 14.5>><<include "TIME">><<set $escapismLabHaley to true>><<set $predName to "Haley">><<set $predSS to 32>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "HaleyLab_PreyStruggle">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "HaleyLab(TEXT)">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "HaleyLab_Actions">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Haley Pred- End">><<set $noAllOut to true>><<set $usingAntacid to true>>\ Your partner gives you a nervous smile and wave as you make your way over. She's got a pretty average build and a simple outfit, just dark jeans and a grey and white shirt with the sleeves rolled up a little. Her auburn hair is tied into two long braids that rest against her chest. Covering her face is a pair of thick rimmed glasses and a splash of freckles. "Hey there, I'm Haley! This is kinda awkward huh?" she says to you when you reach her desk. "$name, nice to meet you. It's definitely a little weird, but we gotta do what we gotta do I guess." "Well, I think it's almost better to be paired with a complete stranger for something like this! Either this will be a fun story of how we first met, or we'll never talk to each other again, so there's not much to worry about!" she says with a big smile. "So I think she said you were first, right? So I'm eating you. You ready? I promise my stomach will play nice." "Uh, yeah... I guess it's probably best to just go for it," you reply. You can't say you're enthusiastic about willingly going into a random girl's gut, <<if $eatenByAlesha>>especially after so recently escaping from another's<<else>>even with the antacid in effect<</if>>. "Okay then! Just give me your hands and this'll be over before you know it!" Haley beams, reaching her hands out to take yours. "Let's get this over with," you sigh, offering her your hands. She's definitely trying to make good on her promise, immediately shoving your hands into her mouth and swallowing when you give them to her. You feel yourself rapidly getting pulled into her throat, sliding down the slick tube until your hands push through into her gut. The slimy chamber expands to accommodate you as more of your body makes its way in, first your head, then your chest. Her stomach seems calm, but you feel a mushy, thick liquid of some kind partially filling it alongside you. It doesn't hurt at all, but it is disgusting. Haley stops her swallowing for a moment with your legs in her mouth and carefully removes your shoes. Then she resumes her eager gulping, and soon you're completely sealed within the warmth of her body. "Ah, there we go! //*UUrp*// Not so bad right? How are you doing in there?" she asks, poking you through the side of her belly. Your world shakes and shifts a little as she sits back into a chair. "Oh and I hope it's okay I took your shoes off! The bottom of them looked dirty and I didn't want that inside me." "Well, I don't feel like I'm being digested or anything, so that's good. But I can't lie, it's pretty gross in here," you reply, still feeling some of the soupy substance clinging to your arms and hair after settling in. "Oh shoot, sorry! I ate lunch not that long before class, you're probably hanging out with what's left of my sandwich, huh? So sorry, I didn't really think about it!" "Great... Let's just get started." "Absolutely! Do your worst, I'm ready!"<<set $sceneAttack to 0>><<set $sceneDefense to 0>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "preyOptions">></div>

<<set $time to 10.5>><<include "TIME">>"$name wait up!" you hear Sarah's voice call out just as you're about to leave the room. You turn to find her standing with her hands on her hips and pouting at you. A smiling Alesha is next to her, with a hand on her shoulder. "You weren't trying to ditch us, were you?" "Haha, of course not," you reply. "I just figured there was no point sticking around in the classroom." "Well good! We need friends that last, so it's time to bond!" Sarah beams, leaning forward and poking you in the chest. "Easy Sare, you're gonna scare her off," Alesha laughs. The three of you start to make your way down the hall. "No worries, it'll take more than that to push me away," you reply.<<if $tourLocker>> "I mean, I'm //pretty sure// you invited me to have sex the first time we met, so we started things off pretty intense." "Oh crap, did we do that?" Alesha asks, blushing a little. "We //were// pretty fired up Sunday so it sounds like something we'd do with how cute she is," Sarah shrugs. "Your loss really, it's not like we're throwing those invitations out every day!" "Yeah!.. but to be real Sarah was probably planning on eating you, so turning us down was a good call," Alesha says. "Also true! We always have more fun when there's more to play with," Sarah says, smiling up at Alesha with her cheeks flushed. "Uh-huh..." you say, slightly uncomfortable.<</if>><<if $fat > 25>> "<<if $tourLocker>>Speaking of more to play with,<<else>>By the way<</if>> have you gotten fatter since we met?" Sarah asks, poking you again but this time in your chubby gut.<<if $ateChandra>> "Oh it's from that other girl in the locker room isn't it! Shandra or something?"<</if>> "I might have gotten a bit bigger," you sigh. "Don't worry at all, <<if $fat > 34>>just hit the gym when you've got time! I'm sure it'll melt right off<<else>>a little bit of chub never hurt anyone! You're rocking it<</if>>," Alesha says, giving you a pat on the back.<</if>> "You guys wanna hit the dining hall? I'm pretty hungry," Sarah says. "I was just thinking the same thing! Let's do it," Alesha giggles. "Sounds good to me," you reply. The three of you make your way through the halls of Karbo toward the main entrance, Sarah and Alesha holding hands as they walk. The campus seems very peaceful compared to yesterday, none of the other girls in the hall feeling like a threat even though some are clearly upperclassmen. Maybe there was truth in it only being Monday that there was a "massacre". You're met by a surprise as you step out into the courtyard--it's raining. "Aw shoot..." Alesha sighs. It isn't too heavy, but still enough for you to pause under the overhang outside the door. "Don't worry babe, I got you!" Sarah says. "Wha--hey!" Alesha says, almost losing her balance as Sarah jumps onto her back. "Lift please!" Sarah says. Alesha obliges, hoisting her up higher on her back and supporting her legs. Sarah scooches up until she's leaning over Alesha's head. "There, now I'm your umbrella!" she laughs, wrapping her arms around Alesha. "Sorry $name, you're on your own." "Sare, it isn't that far of a walk you dork," Alesha says, sounding a little strained by the position. "Yeah but I know how long your braids take to dry when they get wet," Sarah says. She leans forward a bit more and kisses the very top of Alesha's forehead. "Besides, are you saying you don't want them pressed up like this?~" "Eheh, uh, let's go!" Alesha blurts out, marching forward into the rain. You follow her lead, amused by the whole situation. [[Head to lunch->September 3rd- Lunch: Sarah and Alesha]]

<<set $time to 11.5>><<include "TIME">><<set $day3DetourMovie to true>><<set $freshCoupleInfo4 to 1>>"Absolutely!" you say with a smile. Continuing to hang out with them sounds more fun than class, and it's not like you'll do anything important the first day anyway. "Sounds fun." "Yay!" Sarah says, bouncing back up and clapping her hands together. "Come on then, let's go!" You follow the two of them upstairs and through the halls of Lampton, Sarah giddy with excitement. The dull roar of rain once again greets you as you cross the bridge back to Karbo. Sarah's dorm is one of the last on the second floor--Room K213. She unlocks the door and the three of you filter in. <<set $sarahDorm to true>> <<if $leahHangout>>Just like Leah's, her<<else>>Her<</if>> dorm looks essentially the same as yours. Her bed has an excessive amount of pillows on it, most of them various shades of green to match the blanket, and there are some fancy fabric decorations hanging off the wall. It's easy to figure out which side is hers, since there's a framed picture of her and Alesha on the bedside table. Also, someone else is currently sitting on the other bed. "Are you throwing a party?" the girl, presumably her roommate, asks, a slightly annoyed look on her face. Her strawberry blonde hair is loosely tied back in a ponytail, and she has a very lanky figure... if you ignore the fact that she's clearly a few hours into digesting someone. Her belly sags forward onto her lap, at the point where she could pass for being pregnant if it weren't so soft, whoever she ate definitely just mush by now. "Heeey Kris! We're just gonna watch a movie, if that's cool," Sarah says. She and Alesha walk in and immediately drop back onto Sarah's bed, while you trail in a little awkwardly behind them. "Yeah, that's fine. I've gotta get to class soon anyway," Kris says with a shrug. She stands up and stretches out, then looks down at her belly and gently pushes on it with one hand, seeming a little annoyed. "I'll just head out now, have fun." "Bye!" Sarah calls out as Kris brushes past you out of the room. "Okay, now let's do this! First things first, I'm still wet." She quickly pulls off her shirt and throws it vaguely in the direction of her hamper. "$name you're cool if I just stay like this, right?" she asks as she digs through a box on the floor. "Go for it," you reply, still standing somewhat awkwardly in the middle of the room. "So what are we watching?" "Here we go! It's one of me and Ali's favorites: //The Spy Who Ate Me//," Sarah says, proudly holding the DVD case overhead. "It's one of the older Jane Oath movies. They're cheesy as heck, I love them!" "Yeah, they're great! Perfect choice babe," Alesha says. She's still sitting on the bed, shifting some of the pillows around. The name sounds vaguely familiar to you, but it's definitely not something you've seen. Sarah quickly and somewhat clumsily goes to get the movie ready. The tv is set up at the end of Kris's bed, so she turns it to be facing the other side of the room. While she gets things ready, Alesha finishes what she was doing and sits back in a nest of pillows right in the corner. "Come on $name, get comfortable!" she says, patting her hand on a spot next to her. "Don't be shy." You oblige, taking a seat on the surprisingly plush bed. "Woah, this is way more comfortable than my bed," you say as you sink in a couple inches. "What gives?" "Hehe, I have three mattress pads!" Sarah giggles as she comes to join you on the bed, remote in hand. She plops herself down between Alesha's legs and leans back against her. Alesha immediately wraps her arms around her like she's strapping her into place. "Okay, everyone ready?" "Wait! $name can you get the lights?" Alesha says. "Oh, duh! What would I do without you Ali?" Sarah laughs, tilting her head up and briefly caressing one of Alesha's cheeks. "Yeah I got it." You get up, hit the lights, then quickly return to the comfort of Sarah's bed, now only lit by the glow of the television. "Ready when you are." The movie is pretty much what you expected from the description Sarah gave you--a very campy spy flick. It looks like it's probably from the 90's. Despite how extremely predictable the plot is so far, you're actually really enjoying it. The pacing between big action pieces and more intimate scenes is expertly done, and some of the sequences are hilariously played straight despite the absurdity, like Jane Oath sneaking into a facility by stowing away inside one of the guard's stomachs and somehow not raising suspicion. What's probably most enjoyable, however, is how into it Sarah and Alesha are, constantly laughing, or cheering, or hyping each other up for a scene that's about to happen. "Oh oh! Get ready Ali!" Sarah says, tapping her leg. In the movie, the main character and a woman who works for the villain that have built up some serious chemistry are having a final confrontation. The romantic tension is overwhelming. "'I can't Jane, I took an oath!'" Alesha says dramatically, perfectly in sync with the character on screen. "'I'm the only Oath you need, Lara,'" Sarah finishes, unable to contain her giggling. The two proceed to passionately kiss alongside the characters on screen. Shortly after this scene, in a surprise twist that anyone with a brain could tell was coming, the man who was built up as the main antagonist is revealed to just be an underling to the true villain. She's revealed for the first time in a dramatic, somewhat ridiculous scene where she swallows the decoy villain whole, only letting the viewers see her in full once the deed is done. <<if $metAlice>>Strangely, you're immediately reminded of Alice when you see her--the actress has the same piercing amber eyes, dark hair, and she's even wearing a red dress. <<if $aliceInfo1 > 1>>Then you make the connection. "Hey, do you know who plays her?" you ask the other two. "That's Selene Mercato! She plays like, half the villains in the whole franchise. It's a little dumb, but she's so good at it!" Sarah informs you, confirming your suspicions. You laugh a little under your breath--of course Alice's mom would be typecast as a villain.<</if>><</if>> Following the big reveal, there's only another half hour or so of movie. The ending felt a little rushed, but overall you actually really enjoyed it. Definitely worth skipping class for. "So, what did you think $name?" Alesha asks. "Did you love it?? You loved it didn't you," Sarah says, abruptly sitting up and poking your arm. You notice that both straps of her bra are off and she's holding it in place with her arm. You start to wonder what might have been going on while you were focused on the movie. "Yeah actually, that was great! Not the kind of movie I would usually go for, but that was a good choice!" you reply. "Haha, I knew it! No one can resist some classic Jane Oath," Sarah cheers. She casually re-secures her bra and gets up to hit the lights. "We should go as Jane and Lara for Halloween again this year," Alesha says, followed by a yawn. She sits up and rubs her eyes as the lights flick back on. "Oh that was so much fun! I'm super on board." Checking the time on your phone, you're a little surprised to find that it's only a little after one thirty. You were expecting to end up missing both of your classes for this, but there's still plenty of time to make it to Escapism. <<if $escapismA is 0>>Since you already missed the first day, you probably shouldn't skip again if you don't have to.<<else>>Since you have a lab, you probably shouldn't skip it if you don't have to.<</if>> You chat and discuss the movie with the two girls for a little longer, before letting them know that you have to get to class. "Aw, alright," Sarah pouts as you get up to leave. "Thanks for joining us, this was a lot of fun!" Alesha says. "Yeah for sure! See ya later!" Sarah says. <<Couple 1>> [[Head to class->September 3rd- Escapism]]

You change course and start to tail the girl down the main hall. She's got dark hair and tan skin, and looks to be a bit taller than you. You're finding it difficult to match her pace and end up almost running after her. Whatever has her worried also has her in a hurry. You're in the middle of thinking out your strategy when she abruptly stops, just before reaching the lobby. She shifts in place a little and looks around nervously. Luckily she doesn't seem to notice you, and as far as you can tell no one else is in the hall. If you're going to strike, now's the time. \ <<link "Try to eat her">> <<set $pacifist to false>> <<set _checkType to "oral">> <<set _baseline to 9>> <<set _modifier to 0>> <<include "voreCheck">> <<if _swallow>> <<goto "On the Hunt- Eat Gina">> <<else>> <<set $stamina -= 10>> <<goto "On the Hunt- Gina Escapes">> <</if>> <</link>> <<link "Leave her alone">><<replace "#choice">>Despite the perfect opportunity, you have a change of heart. It seems like something is going on with her, and you don't want to risk getting involved in whatever it is by chowing down. Even if it means you might be passing on a proper meal altogether. You quickly hurry past her, acting like you didn't even notice she was standing at the corner. She jumps a little when she sees you and seems to start to say something, but her voice drops without getting the words out. You ignore her and continue into the lobby. Unfortunately, the lobby is actually a bit crowded. No one particularly dangerous looking, but also no one that you could take down without causing a huge commotion. You think of trying the courtyard as a hunting ground, but your hopes are quickly dashed by looking out the window and seeing that it's currently raining. Not many people are going to be out and about. There isn't //too// much time before class, so with a sigh you decide to just settle for the dining hall after all. [[Go get lunch->September 3rd- Lunch: Alone]]<</replace>><</link>>

<<set $time to 10.75>><<include "TIME">>Making up your mind, you sneak up behind her. You start to make a quick move to grab her, but just then her fidgeting makes her turn your way. Thinking fast, you change your approach last second and instead place a hand on her shoulder. "Hey, are you okay?" you ask, feigning a look of concern. "OH! Uh, hey, sorry," she says, jumping a little. "Actually, maybe you can help me out..." "What's up?" you say, stepping closer. She seems to completely trust you already. "My friend got herself into some trouble and called me to help, but I don't know if I can handle it alone..." she says, rubbing her arm. "Oh my name's Gina by the way, sorry." "'Trouble' huh? What kind of trouble?" "Weeeell..." she says, pulling out her phone and starting to look through it. "She kinda called me from ins-HEY!" You try to pin her to the wall while she's distracted, but Gina jumps back as soon as you start to make your move. She was paying more attention than you thought. She shoves you back surprisingly hard, looking like she's trembling. "You jerk, you were just trying to eat me!" she shouts, backing away down the hall with her arms held out. "D-Damn it, I'm sorry Sally!" she shrieks before breaking into an all out sprint away from you. @@color:orange;Your strength fails you.@@ You curse and your shoulders sag as you watch your meal slip away. But there's still time, so you move on to the lobby in hopes of another opportunity. Unfortunately, the lobby is actually a bit crowded. No one particularly dangerous looking, but also no one that you could take down without causing a huge commotion. You think of trying the courtyard as a hunting ground, but your hopes are quickly dashed by looking out the window and seeing that it's currently raining. Not many people are going to be out and about. There isn't //too// much time before class, so with a sigh you decide to just settle for the dining hall after all. [[Go get lunch->September 3rd- Lunch: Alone]]

<<set $time to 10.75>><<include "TIME">><<set $ateGina to true>><<set $preyName to "Gina">><<set $preyHealthMax to 24>><<set $preyResilience to 1>><<set $preyFrustration to 0>><<set $preyExhaustion to 0>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "Gina_PredActions">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "Gina_Struggle">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "Gina(TEXT)">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Eat Gina- Failure">><<set $preySize to 5>><<set $fullness += $preySize>>Making up your mind, you sneak up behind her. You start to make a quick move to grab her, but just then her fidgeting makes her turn your way. Thinking fast, you change your approach last second and instead place a hand on her shoulder. "Hey, are you okay?" you ask, feigning a look of concern. "OH! Uh, hey, sorry," she says, jumping a little. "Actually, maybe you can help me out..." "What's up?" you say, stepping closer. She seems to completely trust you already. "My friend got herself into some trouble and called me to help, but I don't know if I can handle it alone..." she says, rubbing her arm. "Oh my name's Gina by the way, sorry." "'Trouble' huh? What kind of trouble?" "Weeeell..." she says, pulling out her phone and starting to look through it. "She kinda called me from ins-AAAH!" While she was focused on her phone, you made your move, pinning her to the wall and opening your mouth wide. There's a look of pure terror on her face in the brief moment before it disappears into your maw. She tries to shake your grip, but the best her thrashing manages to accomplish is unhooking some of the buttons on her cardigan. You move quickly, swallowing past her chest in short order. You hear a muffled "stop" come from the growing bulge of your stomach, but that hardly discourages you. Getting a firm grip on her thighs, you hoist her lower body up while the rest of her continues to sink into your mouth. She kicks her legs as hard as she can, flailing even more when you lift her high enough that her skirt flips up. The embarrassment doesn't last long, as you quickly swallow her rear and start to work down the rest of her legs. Before long, one final swallow sends the last of her to curl up into your gut. @@color:yellowgreen;You overpowered your prey.@@ "//*Uuurp*// Sorry I didn't catch that last part, what was //*urp*// the trouble?" you say with a grin. You lean against the wall, supporting yourself with one arm while the other cradles your bulging belly.<<set $sceneAttack to 0>><<set $sceneDefense to 0>><<done>><<include $sceneActionsLink>><<replace "#actionReminder">><<PredActionReminder>><</replace>><</done>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "predOptions">></div>

<<if $preyHealth <= 0>> <<append "#digestion">> After a while, you can feel your belly starting to soften and Gina gradually becomes less active. You and Beli continue making some small talk as you both enjoy your meals, hers having gone still a while ago. Eventually, Beli checks her phone, gives her gut a little shove and, seeming satisfied with the results, steps away from the wall. "Been fun chatting $name, but I've got a class to get to," she says, stretching her arms. "I'll catch ya around. Hope Gina treats you well." She gives the top of your gut a very light smack as she passes by on her way out. "See ya!" you reply. When she exits the room, you notice another girl that was clearly heading for the bathroom immediately turn around upon seeing the two of you. The door clicks shut behind her and you're left alone to digest your meal. <<set $metBeli to true>><<Beli 2>><<set $beliPrey.push({name: "Sally", status: "fodder", details: "a friend of one of the girls you happened to eat around the same time, Gina"})>> Not long after she leaves, you check the time yourself, remembering you also have a class coming up. You've got about twenty minutes left before it starts. Following Beli's lead, you put your hands on the underside of your belly and bounce it up a few times, feeling the mass within shift. "How you //*UUrrrp*// doing Gina?" you ask. There's no response, and although you feel some movement it's so slight that it might just be from your own jostling. You take a step forward and give it another poke. Still nothing. @@color:lime;Gina has been digested!@@ Content that your meal isn't going to give you any more trouble, you make your way out of the bathroom. You remember that the room for Survival is on the second floor, so with the extra weight you're sporting it's probably best to give yourself plenty of time. <<include "playerPredEnd">>[[Head to class->September 3rd- Survival]] <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 1>> <<append "#digestion">> You walk around the corner and notice that the lobby actually seems pretty busy. Not wanting to attract much attention, you waddle to the bathroom door as quickly as you can, holding your belly as you move to keep more control over it and its contents. "Wait are we... moving? Where are you taking me?" Gina says, pushing both of her hands out. You nearly fumble at the odd sensation. Normally, you aren't one to do much moving around while your prey is still kicking. "Just getting some privacy," you grunt. Regaining your balance, you hurry along to the door and quickly step inside. You lock the door behind you with a sigh of relief. Resting one hand on top of Gina, you take a few steps into the room. "What's up," someone to your right says. You jump and turn your head to the source, instantly set on high alert. You aren't sure how you didn't see her at first, but leaning against the stalls is<<if $metBeli>> Beli from lunch yesterday. Her stomach tattoo is on full display, as she's currently dealing with her own squirming passenger. "Oh, uh, hi. You're Beli, right? Looks like we had //*urp*// the same idea," you say with a slightly nervous laugh. "Haha, guess so. $name right? You're not gonna try and get this punk out, right?" Beli says. "Huh? Why would I?"<<else>> a girl that's also sporting a bloated, squirming belly. A black heart tattoo stands out against the rich tan of her exposed gut, framing her belly button. Her hair is black with red highlights, and looks longer on one side than the other.<<set $beliInfo3 to 1>> "Um, hi..?" you say, taking a step back. "Sorry, I didn't //*urp*// think anyone else was in here." "Best place to get some peace and quiet while you take care of things. You backup?" the girl asks. You notice one of her arms is lazily resting on her belly, showing off an elaborate floral tattoo near her shoulder. "Excuse me?" "Heh, probably not. You didn't really look like it. Name's Beli, who are you?" "Uh, I'm $name..." you reply. "I'm still a little lost here."<</if>> "Well, my breakfast here said she was calling in backup," Beli explains. She gives the front of her belly a firm smack, leaving her hand there gripping it tight. "Thought maybe it was you." "W-Wait, what did she say?" Gina whimpers. "Are you talking to the girl that ate Sally??" "Haha, I think I actually took care of //*uurp*// that backup," you laugh. "//My// prey was on her way to help a friend when I grabbed her, like just outside the lobby." "Well shit Sally, here I thought you were bullshitting me!" Beli laughs, shaking her belly. "Hah, ah that's //*URrrp*// hilarious. Well sweet, thanks for dealing with that for me." "No problem. You cool if I settle in to deal with her here?" you say, leaning back against the wall. "Yeah, do whatever you want," Beli says with a shrug. <<set $preyAction to "rest">> "Ohhh... I knew I shouldn't have come to help her... what was I even gonna do?" Gina mutters. She's hugging her legs tight, not doing much to resist you. <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 2>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $metBeli>>"Didn't you say something about not just grabbing random freshman yesterday? What did //*ourp*// this chick--err, I guess 'Sally', do?" you ask<<if $lastAction is "massage">> as you massage your belly<</if>>.<<else>>"So you're a freshman, right?" Beli asks. "Uh, yeah... I'm guessing you're not then?" you say. "Nah, sophomore. Don't worry though, I don't really follow the whole 'eating freshman just 'cause you can' thing. If your prey isn't a challenge or they didn't give you a reason to, then what's the point, you feel me?"<<set $beliInfo2 to 1>> "Yeah, I can get that," you reply. "So //*urp*// what did Sally do to wind up in there?"<</if>> "Oh this punk?" Beli says, grabbing her gut from below and bouncing it a few times. The girl inside starts to thrash harder in protest. "She bumped into me while I was //*URP*// mindin' my own business. If she'd just said sorry, or even just walked away we'd be good. But this dumbass starts yelling at //me// about getting in her way and almost making her drop her phone." "Yeah, I'd say that's worthy of being food," you laugh. "Heh, yeah. Obviously first thing I did was take that phone she was so worried about and swallow it. //That// really //*Uuurrrp*// set her off, but she had nothing to back up that big mouth. Saves me a trip to the dining hall," she explains with a shrug. "And I got her delicious friend out of it, so I'd say this was a good deal all around," you laugh. <</append>> <<elseif ($turn is 4) and ($progress < 3)>> <<append "#digestion">> Hearing her complain, you get an idea. With a smirk, you pat the top of your belly. "Hey Beli, is yours still kicking? I think mine has something she wants to say to her." Beli tightens her stomach muscles, burps, then lets her belly drop back to being relaxed, stirring up some motion from inside. "Gettin' sloshy, but yeah." She grins and nods her head up at you. "Come on over, if you're thinking what I think you are." "Huh?" Gina says as you start to waddle over to Beli. You stop with your belly just an inch or two away from hers. "Well, I heard you rambling about how it's 'all Sally's fault' and she was making 'stupid mistakes' or whatever, so go ahead and //*urp*// let her know how you feel." "What? Gina! How could you be so mean?" you hear a muffled voice say from inside Beli. "It's true though, I was doing fine until you dragged me into this!" Gina shouts. "Bitch you got eaten before you even got here, that's not on me!" Sally lashes out, making Beli's gut bulge forward enough to touch yours. You take a small step back. "C'mon, don't be shy," Beli says. She puts her hands on either side of your belly and steps forward, pressing the warm flesh of her gut against yours. You blush a little at the odd sensation of both girls squirming as they're squeezed together. "//*Urrrp*// Let 'em get nice and personal." "Ugh, you're always like this!" Gina says, pushing forward. "It //is// your fault! I was fine until I was walking down the halls distracted 'cause I was worried about YOU. I don't know //why//!" "Claaasic Gina, always blaming someone else." "Oh what //ever//. You never think about anyone but yourself. You got eaten cause you blew up over something stupid, didn't you?" "Shut up! I don't need you." You feel a hard shove from Beli's gut. "You literally called me here you jerk! God, I don't know why I even bothered trying to rescue you." "Yeah //real// good job with that one Gina, you're totally my hero." "Yikes," Beli says. "You guys know this is the last time you're gonna get to talk, right?" The two girls continue arguing, giving you an unusual but amazing massage as they push and squirm against each other through your stomachs. After a little while, Beli pulls away and leans back against the wall again. "Well that was fun, but I think they're just gonna keep going if we let them. Good idea $name! I don't feel even a little bad about eating her after that." "Heh, thanks," you say, moving back to a comfortable position against the wall. Inside your gut, Gina is still grumbling about Sally and you think you hear her sniffling every now and then. She's squirming and shifting a bit, but not particularly hard.<<set $preyAction to "struggle">><<set _preyActionIntensity to 0>><<include "predPreyOutcome">><<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<SidebarText>><</replace>><<replace "#actionReminder">><<PredActionReminder>><</replace>> <</append>> <</if>>

<<set _roll to (random(1,20))>> <<if $turn is 0>> <<set $preyAction to "struggle">> <<set _preyActionIntensity to 0>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "No... No no please, you gotta let me out!" Gina whimpers. She pushes out against your stomach, panicking about the situation she's found herself in. You watch the bumps and bulges in your gut frantically shift around. She gives one particularly hard kick that makes you stumble a little. <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 4>> <<set $preyAction to "rest">> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Aaargh! This is all Sally's fault!" Gina growls, giving your stomach one hard push but then going pretty still. "Why did she have to go and get eaten? It's not fair, I have to pay for her stupid outburst... Ooh, why couldn't I have been in class when she called..." <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 1>> <<elseif $turn is 3>> <<set $preyAction to "struggle">> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> Gina shrieks and pushes up inside you. "Oh, no no no, this can't be..." you hear her say. She starts to thrash from side to side, pushing against you with a pressure like she's trying to stand up. You can hear slight splashing sounds accompanying her squirming. "Please let me out, I can feel your stomach acid rising..." <</append>> <<elseif $acidStage > 2>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<if $counter > 0>> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <<else>> <<set $counter += 1>> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> There's a sudden sharp pain in your stomach as Gina pushes up against the top of your stomach with her whole body. You hear all kinds of odd splashing and shifting sounds as she starts to thrash wildly, sending all the acid that's built up into chaos. "No, this is too much!" she screams, her voice cracking a little. "Please, you have to let me out!" <</append>> <</if>> <<elseif _ginaCrushed>> <<set $preyAction to "rest">> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<set _ginaCrushed to false>> <<append "#digestion">> "D-Don't do that again, please..." Gina mumbles, followed by a sniffle. She's sitting almost completely still. <</append>> <<elseif $preyExhaustion > 1>> <<set $preyAction to "rest">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <<elseif _leftAlone > 1>> <<if _roll > 12>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <<else>> <<set $preyAction to "struggle">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<else>> <<if _roll > 15>> <<set $preyAction to "struggle">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <<elseif _roll > 7>> <<set $preyAction to "brace">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <<else>> <<set $preyAction to "rest">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <</if>> <<if $turn != 1>><<append "#digestion">> <</append>><</if>> /* Gina is nervous and kind of cowardly. Her actual behavior is pretty basic, as there are interruptions with dialogue a lot in the scene. -If you crush her, she'll just whimper and do nothing the next turn -Likewise, she'll grow more energetic if you leave her alone. Every turn that you don't squeeze or crush her, $counter goes up by 1. On the third turn where you don't do anything(counter is 3), she starts to fight much harder -Frustration doesn't do anything to her, though the first time you taunt maybe there's a scripted interaction -If you reach acid stage 3, she'll always thrash */

<<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "relax">> <<if $turn is 0>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> You just give your belly a little pat, ignoring her struggle. She whimpers a little and seems to slow down to asses her situation. At the other end of the hall, you spot a pair of girls rounding the corner and coming your way. Deciding you'd rather have some privacy for this meal, you head for the lobby to slip into the bathroom. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "massage">> <<if $turn is 0>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> You smile and stand up straight, bringing your other hand down to support the weight of your belly. You gently start to rub your hands along the stretched surface, pushing in on your meal. "Just calm down~" you hum. Somewhat to your surprise, she actually slows her struggle and seems to sit still, responding with a little whimper. At the other end of the hall, you spot a pair of girls rounding the corner and coming your way. Deciding you'd rather have some privacy for this meal, you head for the lobby to slip into the bathroom. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "squeeze">> <<set _leftAlone to 0>> <<if $turn is 0>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> You take your arm off the wall and hug your belly tight, feeling her squirm against your grip. She grunts, then whimpers, then slows her resistance until she's pretty much still. After a few moments of stillness, you're satisfied and let her hang free again. At the other end of the hall, you spot a pair of girls rounding the corner and coming your way. Deciding you'd rather have some privacy for this meal, you head for the lobby to slip into the bathroom. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "crush">> <<set _leftAlone to 0>> <<if $turn is 0>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> You frown at her thrashing. Getting an idea, you turn to face the wall, then start to push your belly against it. You keep leaning forward until it's almost painful for //you//, crushing her between the wall and your body. "You're my lunch now, get over it and sit still," you command, leaning back a bit then slamming back into position to punctuate your point. "S-Stop, I'm sorry!" Gina replies in a strained tone. Just then, you notice two other girls coming down the hall. You quickly step away from the wall, feeling a little embarrassed. Hoping to get some more privacy for this meal, you head for the lobby to slip into the bathroom. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "taunt">> <<if $turn is 0>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Aw, what's wrong? Did you forget what school you were at?" you laugh, giving your belly a slap. "No that's actually what... I just..." "Uh-huh," you say before she's actually finished her thought. You poke the side of your belly hard. "Well you're just my lunch now, so forget about your friend and settle in." With a whimper, she actually stops her squirming and sits relatively still. You smile at your belly, but when you look up you notice two other girls coming down the hall. Deciding you'd rather have some privacy for this meal, you head for the lobby to slip into the bathroom. <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 1>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "I'm so glad you did though," you giggle, poking her face through your belly. "You made a perfect lunch.~" "Hey, shut up! Th-This is all Sally's fault! If I wasn't worrying about her I would have..." Gina mutters. "Uh-huh," you say, giving your belly a shake. "Don't make excuses, just get gurgling." Beli snickers a bit. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "acidRise">> <<if $acidStage is 1>> <<append "#digestion">> You can feel your belly heating up, and little sloshing sounds are starting to accompany Gina's movements. You grin and give it a pat, only to suddenly feel an odd pressure mounting in your chest. It rises up your throat and you let loose a heavy belch. A soggy green hair band hitches a ride with the gas, flying from your mouth, bouncing off your gut, and landing on the floor in front of you. "Heh, gross," Beli says with a smirk. "Excuse me!" you say, holding a hand up to your mouth for a moment. "Well, you don't need that anymore, right Gina?" <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<default>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</switch>> <<if ($struggleDisplay is "taunt") or ($struggleDisplay is "massage") or ($struggleDisplay is "relax")>> <<set _leftAlone += 1>> <</if>> <<if $struggleDisplay is "crush">> <<set _ginaCrushed to true>> <</if>>

<<set $time to 11.5>><<include "TIME">><<set $ateGina to false>><<set $metBeli to true>>"Heh, looks like the backup had a little more bite," Beli says with a little chuckle. "Wh-What are you talking about?" you grunt, hugging your belly with both arms and leaning forward a bit. Gina is really pushing the limits of your stomach at this point, and her struggling is only getting more frantic. "I'm f--" You lurch forward and cover your mouth. "Yep, there it is." You fall to your knees as you feel Gina start to get forced back into your throat. You try to fight it, but your body has had enough. You're helpless to stop it as your would-be lunch spills out of your mouth and crawls her way to freedom. Gina kneels on the ground in front of you, panting. <<if $turn > 6>>She's completely naked, and a pretty sizeable pool of stomach acid followed her out.<<else>>Her clothes are in tatters and her cardigan is missing, whatever's left of it likely still churning in your gut.<</if>> She seems to come to her senses and scurries away from you before shakily getting on her feet. "I... I did it!" she cheers. "I'm out!" "Yeah that wasn't bad!" Beli says. Gina jumps at her voice, evidently having forgotten the other predator in the room. "Sorry about your buddy here, but she had it coming. You're not gonna push your luck, right?" From the look on Gina's face, you'd think Beli was pointing a gun at her. "N-No... I'm sorry Sally!" she squeals before sprinting out of the bathroom. "Damn it..." you mutter, standing up after a fit of coughing. "Ah don't worry about it, happens to the best of us," Beli says with a shrug. She pats her gut and grins. "You'll get here with a bit more practice." "Thanks..." you sigh. Your stomach growls. Unfortunately, checking the time reveals that you don't have enough time to fit a normal lunch in if you want to make it to your class on time. Your shoulders sag as you start to head for the door. "I guess I should get to class." "Make sure you pay attention!" Beli laughs. <<if $beliRel > 0>>@@color:yellow;Beli seemed indifferent about your encounter.@@<<else>><<Beli 1>><</if>><<set $beliPrey.push({name: "Sally", status: "fodder", details: "whose friend Gina you tried to eat around the same time but failed to keep down"})>> <<include "playerPredFail">>[[Head to class->September 3rd- Survival]]

<<set $time to 16.25>><<include "TIME">><<set $samSidekick += 1>><<set $day2HuntWithSam to "fail">>"Well hang on a second, don't be in too much of a rush. You really want to impress Maeve, right?" you ask, getting an idea. "Yeah..? Sophomore in my gut right now, remember? Pretty good I think," she says, slightly bouncing her belly up. "I mean yeah, but I bet you could do better. I'm already out on the hunt right now, how about we catch you a second meal?" "Uh, I don't know about that, it's already a little later than I said I'd be at her dorm..." Sam says. She shifts a little on her feet and looks off to the side. "Besides I don't think I could actually fit--" "Oh come on, don't wimp out on me! What you've got right now is 'pretty good', but you said you were the best! You've gotta go big," you say. You close the gap between the two of you and poke her gut. "I know you can handle it. You've got me here so you don't even need to worry about actually catching anyone on a full stomach, just getting them down!" Sam bites her lip and stays quiet for a little bit, then nods her head and grins. "You know what? Fuck it, let's do it!" She starts to scan the courtyard. "I'll just text Maeve and let her know I'm coming later." "Yeah, that's the spirit!" you cheer. You resume your hunt, just with a different priority, surveying the courtyard for any potential prey. No one else is around at the moment. At Sam's suggestion, you walk back to the nearest bench and she plops down with a sigh, resting a hand on her belly. "I don't know if I'm gonna be able to make it to Maeve's room once there's two in here... I'm getting exhausted just lugging this one around," she says. Despite her concern, her face tells you she's excited about the prospect now. "If we're gonna do this, it's gotta be someone small." "Right. This is probably a good place to catch a freshman since they'll be coming through for dinner," you say. "I still wanna do this quick, so we might have to be a bit more active here," Sam says. It doesn't take long for her point to be proven. After a few minutes of waiting and watching, the only people to pass through is a group of four that all look like upperclassmen. "Yeah, this isn't as good of a spot as I hoped," you say. "Hmm... what about the bridge between Karbo and Lampton? Only freshman really have a reason to be crossing at this hour. And we might be able to catch someone on their way back to their dorm too." "Ugh, but then I have to go upstairs like this... But yeah that's a pretty solid idea." With a deep breath, she pushes herself up off the bench. She seems to stumble a little, then smacks her gut. "Hey, c'mon, its way too late for that and you know it," she says to her belly. With both hands supporting the extra mass, she starts to walk toward the door to Lampton. "You sure you wanna go that way?" you ask "What? Yeah, obviously, it's closer." "Yeah but you know, 'Monday Massacre' and all. Lampton is the more dangerous side." You start to follow her despite your protest. "Ha! We got nothing to worry about $name," Sam assures you. "Even if someone's not turned off by me being this big, literally all I have to do is mention I'm Maeve's sister and they'll go running." "<<if $metMaeve>>Oh, yeah that makes a lot of sense actually," you say, remembering your encounter earlier. You're really hoping Sam will put in a good word for you after helping her with this.<<else>>Seriously? She's //that// big of a deal?" you ask. "Oh yeah. That's how I got this first half of my dinner--she just panicked and froze instead of fighting back when I told her who I was," she explains with a laugh. "Damn..."<</if>> The two of you make your way into the dining hall and start to head up the stairs, getting some odd looks from a few people eating. Sam struggles a bit with the stairs and looks like she's starting to sweat by the time you reach the top. You poke some fun at how out of shape she is for a predator, then carry on down the hall to the bridge. Unfortunately, even here you can't seem to have any luck. Your best opportunity slips away just seconds before you arrive--a rather petite girl that you spotted going into the dorm right across the way just as you turned the corner. You hang around for a while, occasionally prowling the dorm hall while Sam waits on the bridge, but in over a half an hour the only girl you spotted that she might be able to handle //in general// was half a foot taller than you. Sam gave her a hard pass. "This isn't happening," Sam sighs. "I'm not just gonna wait around all night." "Sorry, I really thought we could pull this off." "You better be," she says with a smirk. "I like that you're offering to catch me meals<<if $tourSam>> all on your own<</if>> now though, this is a good development." "Well, I wanted to see you push your limits," you reply. "Have fun with your sister, sorry for keeping you so long." "Ah it's fine. We'll come back to this idea another day," she laughs. Based on the luck you've had so far, you feel like it would be a good idea to call it quits on your own hunt as well. You walk with Sam back across to Lampton Hall, parting ways at the top of the stairs. @@color:yellow;Sam didn't seem too upset about the detour, but she wasn't thrilled by the outcome.@@ [[Go get dinner->September 2nd- Dinner]]

<<set $time to 16.25>><<include "TIME">><<set $samSidekick += 1>>"Well hang on a second, don't be in too much of a rush. You really want to impress Maeve, right?" you ask, getting an idea. "Yeah..? Sophomore in my gut right now, remember? Pretty good I think," she says, slightly bouncing her belly up. "I mean yeah, but I bet you could do better. I'm already out on the hunt right now, how about we catch you a second meal?" "Uh, I don't know about that, it's already a little later than I said I'd be at her dorm..." Sam says. She shifts a little on her feet and looks off to the side. "Besides I don't think I could actually fit--" "Oh come on, don't wimp out on me! What you've got right now is 'pretty good', but you said you were the best! You've gotta go big," you say. You close the gap between the two of you and poke her gut. "I know you can handle it. You've got me here so you don't even need to worry about actually catching anyone on a full stomach, just getting them down!" Sam bites her lip and stays quiet for a little bit, then nods her head and grins. "You know what? Fuck it, let's do it!" She starts to scan the courtyard. "I'll just text Maeve and let her know I'm coming later." "Yeah, that's the spirit!" you cheer. You resume your hunt, just with a different priority, surveying the courtyard for any potential prey. No one else is around at the moment. At Sam's suggestion, you walk back to the nearest bench and she plops down with a sigh, resting a hand on her belly. "I don't know if I'm gonna be able to make it to Maeve's room once there's two in here... I'm getting exhausted just lugging this one around," she says. Despite her concern, her face tells you she's excited about the prospect now. "If we're gonna do this, it's gotta be someone small." "Right. This is probably a good place to catch a freshman since they'll be coming through for dinner," you say. "I still wanna do this quick, so we might have to be a bit more active here," Sam says. It doesn't take long for her point to be proven. After a few minutes of waiting and watching, the only people to pass through is a group of four that all look like upperclassmen. "Yeah, this isn't as good of a spot as I hoped," you say. "Hmm... what about the bridge between Karbo and Lampton? Only freshman really have a reason to be crossing at this hour. And we might be able to catch someone on their way back to their dorm too." "Ugh, but then I have to go up stairs like this... But yeah that's a pretty solid idea." With a deep breath, she pushes herself up off the bench. She seems to stumble a little, then smacks her gut. "Hey, c'mon, its way too late for that and you know it," she says to her belly. With both hands supporting the extra mass, she starts to walk toward the door to Lampton. "You sure you wanna go that way?" you ask "What? Yeah, obviously, it's closer." "Yeah but you know, 'Monday Massacre' and all. Lampton is the more dangerous side." You start to follow her despite your protest. "Ha! We got nothing to worry about $name," Sam assures you. "Even if someone's not turned off by me being this big, literally all I have to do is mention I'm Maeve's sister and they'll go running." "<<if $metMaeve>>Oh, yeah that makes a lot of sense actually," you say, remembering your encounter earlier. You're really hoping Sam will put in a good word for you after helping her with this.<<else>>Seriously? She's //that// big of a deal?" you ask. "Oh yeah. That's how I got this first half of my dinner--she just panicked and froze instead of fighting back when I told her who I was," she explains with a laugh. "Damn..."<</if>> The two of you make your way into the dining hall and start to head up the stairs, getting some odd looks from a few people eating. Sam struggles a bit with the stairs and looks like she's starting to sweat by the time you reach the top. You poke some fun at how out of shape she is for a predator, then carry on down the hall to the bridge. At first you still don't have much luck, narrowly missing what looked like a perfect candidate when you first arrived. After a few minutes though, you both spot a girl heading for the stairs after coming out of her room. "That's the one," Sam says with a grin. "Short and wimpy, she's perfect." You nod and start to take off after her. After you get a closer look at your target, however, you freeze. It's Mandy. \ <<link "She //is// perfect">><<replace "#choice">>\ <<set $day2HuntWithSam to "success">><<set $karma -= 2>>You only hesitate for a moment before continuing to sneak up behind her. You can't help feeling a little bad about what you're about to do when it's only been a couple hours since you rescued her<<if $eatenByErika>> from Erika. Going so far as to get yourself eaten to keep her safe, it feels off to feed her to someone else, but you can't argue with Sam<<else>>, but you also can't argue with Sam<</if>>: She //is// the perfect candidate for what you're trying to pull off. You catch up to her at the top of the stairwell and quickly block her path. "Hey again Mandy!" you say, watching her very carefully. Sam is down the hall by the bridge, blocking her other escape. "<<print $name[0]>>-$name? What do you want?" she says, taking a step back. Her eyes look like they might pop out of her head as she looks you over. "We're cool now, r-right? That's <<if $eatenByErika>>why you saved me earlier?<<else>>what you said earlier?<</if>>" She continues to slowly back away from you, not noticing the subtle sloshing sound of Sam closing the gap behind her. "Well, that was then, and now... I hope you enjoyed those extra hours I bought you. Sorry, but you're exactly what we were looking for," you say, creeping forward as she tries to back away. You stay poised to strike if she tries to run. "We...?" Mandy says, her voice shrill. She jolts as a loud groan rips through the air from Sam's active belly. You watch as she slowly turns her head back in horror, spotting Sam with her engorged gut just a few feet away, grinning at her. You take the opportunity to grab her while she's distracted, pinning her arms to her side and holding tight. She whips her head back to you and immediately starts fighting to break your grip. "NO! $name you can't do this!" she screams. "Let me go! You--" She cuts herself off with a whimper mid sentence as Sam gets closer, her belly pressing against her back. She reaches forward and grabs Mandy's shoulders, pulling back a little so she presses into the soft flesh. "Come on, you're gonna help me out with something important here! You should be proud," Sam says. "I-It's not even you, $name?" Mandy whimpers. You're caught off guard by the implication that she would be more okay with it if you were the one eating her, but before you have any real response, Sam makes her move. Mandy screams as Sam shoves her head into her mouth, having to drop onto her knees in the process of reaching her over the bulk of her belly. You snap back to attention, keeping Mandy under control as Sam slowly starts to swallow her down. She goes slowly, using her arms to feed Mandy's struggling form into her mouth as she drags her in inch by inch. You keep Mandy's arms locked to her side as more of the girl disappears, moving your attention instead to her flailing legs once she's in up to her elbows. You can see Sam's gut starting to bulge out even further with its new occupant, her skin looking tight as she already starts to push her limits. With her stomach already full and very active, you can hear a myriad of wet squishing sounds as Mandy starts to be packed away. Right before Mandy's butt enters her mouth, Sam stops and makes an attempt at some kind of noise, pulling her hands away to clutch her gut. Mandy, in turn, lets out a muffled shriek and starts to thrash even harder. Sam tries to resume swallowing, but just gags on the girl, losing some progress if anything. Her face is starting to turn red. You panic a little, thinking that maybe she really can't handle this much. There isn't much time to think, so, perhaps against your better judgement, you decide you can't turn back now. Planting your hands firmly on Mandy's thighs, you shove the girl forward into Sam's mouth. You keep pushing until her ass has completely vanished into her gullet. Sam seems taken by surprise and brings her hands up to her bulging throat as you force the girl down. Once you let up, she closes her eyes and swallows hard, succeeding in pulling Mandy forward again. Relieved, you let her take things slow the rest of the way, watching as Mandy's legs gently slip past her lips and her gut swells to be larger than the rest of her body. Soon, the ordeal is finally over, the last of Mandy becoming sealed away in the cramped confines of her body. In a strange sequence of sounds, Sam takes a deep, gasping breath, then coughs a little, then lets out a deep belch. "Holy shit //*UURP*// I... //*urp*// haha I actually did it! //*URP*//" Sam cheers. You notice that her eyes are watering a little. A very slight shift in her gut makes her grunt and shift forward. "I told you you could!" you say with a grin. "Man, you are //huge//!" "I feel like I'm //*URP*// gonna explode, it's so //*urp*// fucking tight $name!" Sam says. Her face seems to keep shifting between discomfort and excitement. "There wasn't even //*urp*// room for me to take a deep //*urrp*// breath." Her stomach lets out a loud, long groan and twitches slightly. "And you are //super// gassy," you say with a little laugh. "I wonder if she stirred up a bunch of stuff from your first meal, or if it literally just has nowhere else to go anymore?" "The tiny //*uurrp*// relief is nice so I'm not //*urp*// complaining..." "I think you might need to digest a little before there's any chance of you making it to Maeve's room." "Yeah, I really doubt I can even //*urp*// stand up right now," Sam says. She's very slowly trying to scooch herself up against the nearby wall, her massive belly dragging across the tile. "Don't worry, I'm sure once she softens up you'll be able to manage it better. It doesn't look like she's doing much at least." "I can barely move!" comes a muffled, somewhat slurred cry from inside her gut. "This is disgusting! Please let me out! Please I..." "Woah, I think I just //*uurp*// heard the first girl mumble something to her!" Sam says. She's still wincing every time there's even the slightest shift in her gut. "Can't believe she's //*urp*// still hanging on." "Seriously, I thought she was gone back when I first ran into you." You kneel down next to Sam and start to gently massage her massive gut. It's immediately clear how far she's pushed herself--her skin is pulled taut to the point that it feels hard and barely pushes in as you try to work your fingers over it. You've also noticed that at the most extreme points where it's bulging out, her pale flesh is tinted red and almost looks shiny. You would feel bad about pushing her this far if she didn't look absolutely thrilled. "Thanks... That feels //*urp*// great," Sam sighs as you continue to soothe her belly. It groans and gurgles almost nonstop, protesting the size of the meal it's been sent. It's enough to drown out the occasional whimpering from Mandy. As your efforts shift over the pretty defined bulge of her head, she finally speaks up again. "<<if ($mandyEscaped is "released") and !$attackedMandyCookout>>Why $name..? This is so much worse than that other girl would have been... I thought..." she says, sounding like she's crying. "...just relax and let it happen, Mandy..." you reply quietly, feeling pretty guilty about willingly letting her go, then coming to her rescue, only to end up feeding her to someone else.<<else>>I knew I couldn't trust you," she sniffles. "You're awful, $name. Y-You're the worst person I've met..." You don't bother responding to her, though you push in a bit harder with your massage after her insult.<</if>> You and Sam sit there for a long time, idly chatting while you massage her strained belly. You explain your situation with Mandy while she's slowly churned away, which Sam seems to find pretty entertaining. At one point, you both burst out laughing after hearing someone shout "No, they're //still// out there!" from behind the nearest door. After over half an hour of her stomach doing its best to handle the double meal, it's finally starting to feel soft and squishy again. While still enormous, it's definitely gotten smaller than it was, and Mandy has been silent for some time. "//*UUurrp*// Oh man, this was an //amazing// idea $name," Sam says. "Now that I don't //*urp*// feel like I'm gonna burst from any sudden movement, I just feel great!" "And I bet this'll //really// impress Maeve. You're welcome," you say, giving the top of her gut a satisfied pat. "She's gonna love it when she sees this. Speaking of, //*urp*// it's probably time I try to actually get to her." She starts to try and stand, the weight of her gut clearly fighting her as she attempts to push herself up onto her feet. You offer her a hand, managing to pull her up with a little difficulty. She's hunched over and leaning on the wall, but standing. "Is she at least on this floor?" you ask. You let her lean on you as she takes some stumbling steps toward the bridge. It takes less time than you expected for her to stabilize and figure out how to carry the weight on her own, though she's moving slow. "That would be //*urp*// nice," she laughs. The two of you slowly make your way across the bridge and through the halls. Apparently Maeve's suite is the first one after the stairs on the far side of Lampton. She put it off as long as she could, but eventually you shamble your way to the top of the stairwell. "Alright..." Sam says as she starts to carefully make her way down the steps. You assist her in supporting the mass of her gut. "I appreciate all the help, but you should probably leave before I let her know I'm //*urp*// here once we're down there." <<if $metMaeve>>"You don't have to tell me twice," you say, not too keen on meeting her sister again after earlier. "Heh, promise I'll introduce you properly sometime," Sam says.<<else>>"Why?" "Well, even if you're with me //and// helping me, today probably isn't //*urp*// a great time for your first impression of her. Plus, she'll be way more impressed if it looks like I managed this on my own," Sam laughs. "I guess that's fair. But if you're stealing all the credit you've gotta pay me back some time," you tease. "We'll see," Sam says with a smirk.<</if>> After far too much effort, you finally make it down to the first floor. Sam is clearly exhausted from moving so far with her two meals, panting and definitely sweating a bit as the two of you step out into the hall. "Whew... Thanks again, $name. Let's do this again some time," Sam says, grinning. "We'll see," you laugh. "Have fun with your sister! I'll see ya around." After waving goodbye, you leave her to make your way to the dining hall, hurrying through the more dangerous hallway. You may have caught Sam a second meal, but after all that you feel like it's probably best to settle for normal food yourself instead of pushing your luck. <<if $samRel < 2>><<Sam 2>><<elseif $samRel < 3>><<Sam 1>><</if>><<set $samPrey.push({name: "Mandy", status: "minor", details: "the second prey in her first ever double meal thanks to your help"})>> [[Go get dinner->September 2nd- Dinner]]\ <</replace>><</link>> <<link "Abort mission">><<replace "#choice">>\ <<set $day2HuntWithSam to "fail">>"W-Well hang on a second..." you say. "Isn't this too easy?" "What? $name come on she's gonna get away," Sam says, shuffling over to you with an annoyed look on her face. "I mean, why would someone that easy just be walking around alone after going through all of today? Maybe she's actually super strong." "That's stupid, come on this was your idea, go grab her!" Sam is glaring at you now. "Uh, she looks like she tastes bad?" you say, really just stalling at this point. "What are you even..." She trails off, then sighs and touches a hand to her face. "$name. You can just say that you know her. I'm not gonna make you feed a friend to me." "Oh, yeah, that would have been the smarter thing to do huh?" you say with a nervous laugh. "Sorry, I'm sure we'll find someone else." "You're hopeless," Sam laughs. "No chance we get anyone that perfect again though..." And of course, she's correct. You stay on the hunt for a while, Sam ready to strike on the bridge while you prowl the dorm hall, but after Mandy no good opportunity presents itself. The only other possible prey material you encounter is much too tall for Sam to consider at the moment. "This isn't happening," Sam sighs. "I'm not just gonna wait around all night." "Sorry, I really thought we could pull this off." "You better be," she says with a smirk. "I like that you're offering to catch me meals<<if $tourSam>> all on your own<</if>> now though, this is a good development." "Well, I wanted to see you push your limits," you reply. "Have fun with your sister, sorry for keeping you so long." "Ah it's fine. We'll come back to this idea another day," she laughs. Based on the luck you've had so far, you feel like it would be a good idea to call it quits on your own hunt as well. You walk with Sam back across to Lampton Hall, parting ways at the top of the stairs. <<if $samRel > 2>><<Sam -1>><<else>>@@color:yellow;Sam didn't seem too upset about the detour, but she wasn't thrilled by the outcome.@@<</if>> [[Go get dinner->September 2nd- Dinner]]\ <</replace>><</link>>\

<<set $time to 11.75>><<include "TIME">><<set $eatenByAlesha to true>><<set $predName to "Alesha">><<set $predSS to 32>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "Alesha_PreyStruggle">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "Alesha(TEXT)">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "Alesha_Actions">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Alesha- Escape">>"Uh, sure," you reply. You're a little skeptical given what happened before, but Sarah seems oddly genuine, maybe you just got off on the wrong foot with them. Plus, it's not like you'll be missing much if you skip the first day of Survival. "That could be nice." "Yay! I bet we just need to get to know each other better and we can forget all this," Sarah says with a smile. She gestures for you to follow as she and Alesha turn back around. "Come on!" You follow the two of them through the halls of Lampton, awkwardly a little behind them rather than walking as a proper group. The dull roar of rain once again greets you as you cross the bridge back to Karbo. Sarah's dorm is one of the last on the second floor--Room K213. She unlocks the door and the three of you filter in. The inside unsurprisingly looks pretty similar to yours.<<set $sarahDorm to true>> "Are you throwing a party?" a girl sitting on one of the beds, presumably her roommate, asks, a slightly annoyed look on her face. Her strawberry blonde hair is loosely tied back in a ponytail, and she has a very lanky figure... if you ignore the fact that she's clearly a few hours into digesting someone. Her belly sags forward onto her lap, at the point where she could pass for being pregnant if it weren't so soft, whoever she ate definitely just mush by now. "Heeey Kris! We're just gonna watch a movie, if that's cool," Sarah says. She and Alesha walk in and immediately drop back onto Sarah's bed, while you trail in a little behind them. "Yeah, that's fine. I've gotta get to class soon anyway," Kris says with a shrug. She stands up and stretches out, then looks down at her belly and gently pushes on it with one hand, seeming a little annoyed. "I'll just head out now, have fun." "Bye! Remember to lock the door!" Sarah calls out as Kris brushes past you out of the room. She and Alesha exchange a quick look, then she sighs and gets up. You swear you saw her wink at her. "I'll get the movie all set up, you guys get comfortable!" "You sure Sare? I can handle the movie," Alesha says. "Yeah, you guys are my guests! It's your turn to relax," Sarah replies, starting to dig through a box on the floor. "So, what are we watching?" you ask. You're still standing uncomfortably in the middle of the room, a bit suspicious of the situation. "It's a surprise! Now don't just stand around, get comfy! Alesha can show you to your seat," Sarah says, giggling. "Right..." "Yeah, c'mon $name!" Alesha says, patting the empty space next to her on the bed. "Sare has like three mattress pads, it's amazing." You get an unnerving sense of déjà vu, but with a sigh you go to sit next to her. "Really? That seems a little excessive." You take a seat a little away from Alesha as a precaution. The plush surface of the bed sinks in a few inches to accommodate you. "Woah, you weren't kidding." "Right? That's not where you're sitting though," Alesha says, scooting over to be so close that your legs are touching. You try to shift away again but she wraps an arm around your side and pulls you even closer. "Uh... what?" you say. You stand up to try and get away from her, but a surprisingly strong pull drags you back down right into her lap. "Hey, get off--" "Oh shoot, sorry! I didn't think you'd go so fast, I was really looking for the movie still," Sarah giggles, cutting off your protest as she arrives to help restrain you. You try to squirm against their combined grip, but you're helpless as Alesha shoves your head into her mouth. The warm, slimy sensation of her insides starts to slide past your skin, and with a wet squishing sound you're forcefully dragged deeper into her. With both girls keeping your limbs in place, there's little you can do to resist your fate. @@color:orange;You have been overpowered.@@ <<if $outfit is "uniform">>"Hang on a sec..." you hear Sarah say through the muffling of Alesha's throat. A moment later, she's grabbing at your hips. You try to push her off in surprise, but before you can properly react you feel her yank your skirt off and slide it free of your legs. You attempt to voice your outrage, only managing a muffled grunt as you sink deeper into Alesha. "Hehe this actually looked pretty cute. And she's not gonna need it anymore, right $name?" She smacks your newly exposed ass as she returns to assisting Alesha<<if $buttSize > 24>>... then pauses to give it a squeeze. "Hey, nice butt $name, you've really filled out since last time!" she adds<</if>>, giggling while she lifts your body up to ease your journey.<<else>>"You're doing great babe! This is the most fun part $name," Sarah giggles. You feel your body slowly get raised into the air, until you're facing straight down to Alesha's stomach.<</if>> With the assistance of gravity, it doesn't take much longer for you to be sealed away. Alesha eagerly gulps you down, dragging your body into the dark confines of hers. You find yourself forced facefirst into a gross, warm pile of sludge when you first push into her stomach--whatever she had for lunch only just starting to digest. You gag, feeling some of the substance cling to your body as the rest of you squeezes in. You curl up into a tight ball in the cramped chamber, Alesha's stomach groaning in satisfaction. "//*UUUURrrp*// Welcome to your seat $name, I hope it's comfy," Alesha giggles. She firmly pats the top of her belly. "And I hope you don't mind if I use you as a cushion~" Sarah says. You feel her embrace Alesha's gut, squeezing you even tighter. "How was she?" "Delicious! Are you sure you didn't want her?" "Of course silly, I got her last time!<<if $breastSize > 24>> Plus, did you see how big her boobs got already? Some of that has gotta rub off on you!<</if>>" "Heh, thanks Sare. I <<if $breastSize > 24>>can only hope you're<<else>>hope she<</if>>--//*UUURRP*//! S-Sorry, it's been a little while since I've //*urp*// done this..." "Oh you know I think your burps are cute! You make this little startled face every time, it's adorable!" "Aw, babe~" Alesha says. You feel extra pressure start to push down on you as Sarah leans in to kiss her. "HEY!" you shout, lashing out at the walls. You try to specifically push against Sarah. "What the hell!? I thought we were making up here?" "You are making it up to us! Alesha got a movie snack and I get some extra stuffing in my cushion," Sarah giggles. "Did you really think we forgave a jerk like you just like that? You made Sarah cry!<<if $eatenBySarah>> Her stomach was still sore into yesterday...<</if>>" "Ugh, I knew this was a bad idea!" you grunt. "I'll go get the movie ready for real now!" Sarah chirps.<<set $sceneAttack to 0>><<set $sceneDefense to 0>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "preyOptions">></div>

<<set $time to 11.75>><<include "TIME">>"Uh, sure," you reply. You're a little skeptical given what happened before, but Sarah seems oddly genuine, maybe you just got off on the wrong foot with them. Plus, it's not like you'll be missing much if you skip the first day of Survival. "That could be nice." "Yay! I bet we just need to get to know each other better and we can forget all this," Sarah says with a smile. She gestures for you to follow as she and Alesha turn back around. "Come on!" You follow the two of them through the halls of Lampton, awkwardly a little behind them rather than walking as a proper group. The dull roar of rain once again greets you as you cross the bridge back to Karbo. Sarah's dorm is one of the last on the second floor--Room K213. She unlocks the door and the three of you filter in. The inside unsurprisingly looks pretty similar to yours.<<set $sarahDorm to true>> "Are you throwing a party?" a girl sitting on one of the beds, presumably her roommate, asks, a slightly annoyed look on her face. Her strawberry blonde hair is loosely tied back in a ponytail, and she has a very lanky figure... if you ignore the fact that she's clearly a few hours into digesting someone. Her belly sags forward onto her lap, at the point where she could pass for being pregnant if it weren't so soft, whoever she ate definitely just mush by now. "Heeey Kris! We're just gonna watch a movie, if that's cool," Sarah says. She and Alesha walk in and immediately drop back onto Sarah's bed, while you trail in a little behind them. "Yeah, that's fine. I've gotta get to class soon anyway," Kris says with a shrug. She stands up and stretches out, then looks down at her belly and gently pushes on it with one hand, seeming a little annoyed. "I'll just head out now, have fun." "Bye! Remember to lock the door!" Sarah calls out as Kris brushes past you out of the room. She and Alesha exchange a quick look, then she sighs and gets up. You swear you saw her wink at her. "I'll get the movie all set up, you guys get comfortable!" "You sure Sare? I can handle the movie," Alesha says. "Yeah, you guys are my guests! It's your turn to relax," Sarah replies, starting to dig through a box on the floor. "So, what are we watching?" you ask. You're still standing uncomfortably in the middle of the room, a bit suspicious of the situation. "It's a surprise! Now don't just stand around, get comfy! Alesha can show you to your seat," Sarah says, giggling. "Right..." "Yeah, c'mon $name!" Alesha says, patting the empty space next to her on the bed. "Sare has like three mattress pads, it's amazing." You get an unnerving sense of déjà vu, but with a sigh you go to sit next to her. "Really? That seems a little excessive." You take a seat a little away from Alesha as a precaution. The plush surface of the bed sinks in a few inches to accommodate you. "Woah, you weren't kidding." "Right? That's not where you're sitting though," Alesha says, scooting over to be so close that your legs are touching. You try to shift away again but she wraps an arm around your side and pulls you even closer. "Nuh-uh, I knew it!" you growl. You shove Alesha away from you and jump to your feet, cautiously backing away from the pair. "I knew you were up to something!" "Hey, rude! I was just helping you get comfy," Alesha says. You step closer to the door and the two exchange a glance. Then Sarah drops the charade and runs at you. "Stop, you're gonna mess everything up again!" she complains, grabbing your shoulders just as you manage to get the door open. She pulls you into a strange sort of hug in an attempt to drag you back in, while Alesha joins the fray and struggles with you to close the door again. "Get off me!" you grunt. Sarah is stronger than you expected her to be. "C'mon $name, don't be a butt!" Alesha says. She pushes her whole body into the door and you're forced to let go or lose your fingers as it slams shut. Your opportunity to escape is slipping away, but with your arms now free you shove your elbow back into Sarah as hard as you can to try and get her off of you. Luckily, you seem to have caught her by surprise and she falls back with a yelp. "Sarah!" Alesha cries, leaving the door to go kneel next to her on the ground. "Sare are you okay baby?" Taking advantage of the opportunity, you throw the door back open and dash into the hall without looking back. @@color:yellowgreen;You managed to escape.@@ <<Couple -1>> After rounding the corner and catching your breath, you continue on your way to class. [[Head to class->September 3rd- Survival]]

<<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "weak">> <<if $acidStage > 2>> <<append "#digestion">> You squirm against the walls of Alesha's stomach, trying not to upset her without pushing too hard. Nearly submerged in acid and subject to the girls' recent burst of activity, it's better to not make your confines even more chaotic. You don't get exactly the response you were looking for as both girls moan, Sarah hugging you tighter. "Hah... keep that going $name..." Alesha pants. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<case "damaged">> <<if $healthThreshold is 1>> <<append "#digestion">> "Ooo, I can feel her getting soft in there," Sarah says. She starts to poke the bulge of your head. "You still there $name? Hello?" "Yes..." you reply. You tried to sound strong, but your voice faltered before you could even get the one word out. Their combined efforts are squeezing you tight and working the acids in even faster. "Get me... out of here..!" "Hehe, you're gonna look way cuter on Ali then you ever did on your own," Sarah teases. @@color:red;If you don't get out soon...@@ <</append>>>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<case "progress">> <<if $progress is 2>> <<append "#digestion">> The stomach walls shudder around you, followed by an odd groan. The hand Alesha was massaging you with abruptly jabs inward as she winces in pain. With another rumble, a low, rolling belch rushes up her throat. "Aw, are you okay baby?" Sarah asks, gently pressing her hands into her gut. "She's been moving an awful lot." "Yeah... I'm fine," Alesha answers. But you know she's lying. @@color:chartreuse;You're starting to have a clear effect on her.@@ <</append>> <<elseif $progress is 3>> <<set $counter to 1>> <<append "#digestion">> "Agh, calm down in there!" Alesha grunts. You feel her try to squeeze you with her stomach muscles, but with your recent efforts wearing down the walls this proves to be a mistake. The walls twitch, then crush in very hard, starting to try to force you up her throat. You curse as, just when your head was starting to push upward, she manages to recover. "//*UURP*// Fuck, you really suck $name..." "<<if $eatenBySarah>>I know she's tough baby, but you can do this!<<else>>Oh Ali, I didn't know she was gonna be this much trouble, I'm sorry... You've still got her though, I know you can do this!<</if>>" Sarah reassures her. She squeezes you a bit tighter. "We'll take care of her together." <<set $sceneAttack += 1>> @@color:lime;Keep it up, she can't hold out much longer!@@ <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<default>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</switch>>

<<set _roll to random(1,20)>> <<if $turn is 1>> <<append "#digestion">> <<set $predAction to "distracted">> <<set _predActionIntensity to 0>> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> "Remember to //*urp*// hit the lights!" Alesha says. You can feel her slightly rubbing her belly, but she's clearly focused more on Sarah than anything you're doing. "Yep!" Sarah chirps. A few moments later you feel her slam into your back as she plops down on the bed in front of Alesha, treating the front of her belly like a cushion. She pushes back harder and shifts side to side a little as she settles into position. "Is this seat taken?~" "Yes... Get off..." you grunt, your prison feeling even more cramped than before. She's making it difficult to move much. Neither of the girls seem to acknowledge your response. "Nope, I saved it just for you~" Alesha says. You can faintly hear the movie starting to play over the gurgling sounds that surround you. <<set $sceneDefense to 2>><<set $sceneAttack to 1>> <</append>> <<elseif $progress > 2>> <<if ($lastAction is "weak") and ($counter is 0)>> <<set $predAction to "rest">> <<append "#digestion">> "Ohh... that's actually pretty nice..." Sarah says, loosening her grip on you. "Like a full body massage." "Yeah, this is more like it $name..." Alesha says. Her muscles start to relax, giving you a bit of breathing room again. "Keep taking it easy." <</append>> <<elseif $counter > 0>> <<set $counter to 0>> <<set $predAction to "crush">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Just sit and digest! You've caused enough trouble," Alesha grunts. The stomach walls suddenly clamp down hard around you. Now that she's recovered a bit you aren't given any hope of escape, just crushed painfully tight. "Yeah, how do you like this!" Sarah says. She hugs Alesha's gut tight, pushing in as hard as she can. It was almost bearable before, but with both girl's putting all their effort into crushing you you can barely even breathe. <</append>> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "crush">> <<set _predActionIntensity to 0>> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Come on just... let us get back to our fun..." Sarah says, using her whole body to squeeze you tight through Alesha's gut. The pressure is unbearable, both girls doing everything they can to crush you. <</append>> <</if>> <<elseif $turn is 5>> <<set $predAction to "distracted">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Hang on a second Sare..." Alesha says. Sarah's grip on her gut loosens and she mostly pulls away. Before you can take advantage of being less constricted, the world shifts around you as Alesha rolls over onto her side. The steadily rising acids are thrown into chaos, splashing up around you before settling at an angle, leaving most of your left side submerged. "That's better. She was starting to make my legs fall asleep." "You can't see the screen very well now though," Sarah says, latching back onto her belly. She practically wraps herself around it, almost like she's spooning you through the stomach walls. "That's okay, I have a much better view.~" "Ohhh, you like what you see, huh?" Sarah teases. She adjusts herself to be higher up and closer to Alesha's face, then you feel something pushing harder against your upper back. Too wide to be her hands. "And what if I did this...~" Alesha lets out a quiet moan, then there's some shifting above you followed by a strange assortment of noises. It takes you a moment, but you realize that they're making out, not paying attention to you //or// the movie anymore. <</append>> <<elseif $turn > 8>> <<set $predAction to "pleasure">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll > 10>> "Oh f-fuck Sarah..." Alesha moans. You can't tell exactly what's going on above you, but there's a lot of movement happening. Their attention is firmly on each other, but all their subtle shifting is making the pool of acid surrounding you more active. <<else>> "Mmmh... all her little movements feel amazing..." Sarah moans. You hear a wet kissing sound above you and a shudder runs through Alesha's body. <</if>> <</append>> <<elseif ($lastAction is "brace") and ($acidStage < 2)>> <<set $predAction to "shake">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Ugh, come on $name! A cushion isn't supposed to be all stiff and lumpy like that," Sarah pouts. She grips Alesha's belly tight and shakes it pretty hard, stirring up a loud belch as your prison is thrown into turmoil. "Move a little, it feels nice.~" <</append>> <<else>> <<if _roll > 8>> <<set $predAction to "distracted">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Oh! oh! I love this part!" Sarah chirps, slightly easing off of you. They both seem temporarily distracted by the movie. <</append>> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "distracted">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <</if>> <</if>>

<<set $time to 12.25>><<include "TIME">>You can feel the walls starting to tremble and strain around you, not happy with the activity you've been kicking up. Letting out a yell of defiance, you throw all of your frustration at getting tricked a second time into one last bout of thrashing.<<if $eatenBySarah>> You'll teach Alesha the same lesson you taught Sarah.<</if>> It's enough to push her over the edge, and you're pretty much immediately crushed painfully tight by the slimy flesh surrounding you. "//*Uurrp*// Oh no... Sare get--//*hrrk*//," Alesha blurts out as her stomach lurches, doing everything it can to squeeze you back up into her throat. You feel her frantically shift to the edge of the bed as your head starts to make its way back out the way you came. "Nooo, she can't get away twice!" Sarah protests, grabbing at her gut from behind in some attempt to keep you down. Luckily, it's already too late. Alesha tries desperately to swallow you back down, but as soon as your head squeezes into her mouth she gives up and you surge forward towards freedom. You drop further than you were expecting, barely managing to break the impact with your arms as you crash face-first onto the carpet<<if $acidStage > 0>>, accompanied by some of the fluid you'd been sharing your prison with<</if>>. <<if $turn > 7>>Your arms tremble as you slowly push yourself up to get your bearings. You feel lightheaded and your skin tingles all over. A small fit of coughing gets your attention and you turn toward your captors. A topless Alesha is kneeling at the edge of the bed, slouched over with a hand on her stomach looking ill. Sarah is next to her, completely naked, gently rubbing her back as she tries to console her. As you start to get to your feet, you realize that you've also been stripped of all your clothes.<<elseif $turn > 2>>You cough and push yourself up into a sitting position, wiping some of the vomit off of yourself. Your outfit has been torn to shreds by the efforts of digestion, <<if $outfit is "uniform">>completely naked from the waist down thanks to Sarah stealing your skirt beforehand, and your upper half not faring much better<<else>>even the left cup of your bra getting completely eaten away<</if>>. The dim light from the tv helps you get your bearings in the dark room. Alesha is kneeling at the edge of the bed above you, slouched over with a hand on her stomach looking ill. Sarah is next to her, naked from the waist up, gently rubbing her back as she tries to console her. You quickly rise to your feet to remove yourself from the situation.<<else>> You cough and push yourself up into a sitting position, wiping some of the vomit off of yourself. You're disoriented and your clothes are soaked, but really you aren't any worse for wear than when you went in<<if $outfit is "uniform">>, other than still missing your skirt<</if>>. The dim light from the tv helps you get your bearings in the dark room. Alesha is kneeling at the edge of the bed above you, slouched over with a hand on her stomach looking ill. Sarah is next to her gently rubbing her back as she tries to console her. You quickly rise to your feet to remove yourself from the situation.<</if>> "Oh, I'm so sorry baby! You only ate her because of what she did to me..." Sarah says, sounding like she's starting to tear up. "Here, just lay back." "It's not your fault babe..." Alesha says, laying back on the bed. Sarah starts to gently massage her recently flattened stomach. "That's nice, thanks Sare..." Neither of them seem to even care that you're there anymore, and that's fine with you. You take the opportunity to run for the door and escape out into the hall. <<Couple -1>> <<include "playerPreyEscape">>[[Retreat to your dorm->After Lunch- Recovery]]

You rush out of their dorm and immediately turn to head downstairs, passing by a very startled freshman on her way back to her room. <<if $outfitState != "drenched">>You do your best to shield your body from prying eyes,<<if $totalEscaped > 3>> though after the past two days you're already finding yourself caring less about this walk of shame<<else>> the indecent state of your clothing made worse by having to quickly traverse the stairs<</if>><</if>>. You race through the first hall on the first floor with tunnel vision, heading straight for the door to your dorm. You quickly unlock it, step inside, and slam it behind you. The room is empty, Emma most likely already at the class you're missing. You head straight for the shower, grabbing a towel on the way and not even bothering to close the bathroom door. <<if $outfitState != "gone">>You quickly tear off<<if $outfitState is "damaged">> what's left of your clothing, tossing the slimy scraps of fabric into the trash<<else>> your acid-drenched outfit.<<if $outfit is "uniform">> It didn't even cross your mind to try and grab the skirt Sarah stole before escaping, but you doubt the rest of the outfit is salvageable anyway and throw the sorry heap of clothes in the trash<<else>> It feels like it's already starting to fall apart as you take it off, so you just throw the ruined clothing into the trash with a sigh<</if>><</if>>. With your body freed, you get the water running and step into the shower.<<else>>You immediately step into the shower, eager to get the digestive slime off of your body.<</if>> There's some hope in your mind that you can still get to class without being too late, so you try to go as quickly as you can. Once you feel reasonably clean, you dry yourself off and head back into the room to get dressed. You throw together a pretty basic outfit<<if $totalEscaped > 3>>, starting to wonder if you're even going to have enough clothes to last the week<<else>> to replace the old one.<</if>> <<if $outfit is "uniform">>You'll probably end up with another school uniform, so it isn't a huge loss.<</if>> Unfortunately, you find that it's already one o'clock when you finally get the chance to check the time. No real sense in showing up to class when it's already halfway over.<<if $outfit is "uniform">><<set $wardrobeUniform to false>><</if>><<set $outfitState to "normal">><<set $outfit to "normal">> You pull out your laptop to kill some time, since it's also a little too early to be leaving for your second class. <<if $emmaRel > 2>>You think about texting Emma in case she's worried about you not being in class, but you figure it won't be that long until you see her in Escapism anyway. <</if>> The most productive thing you get done is downloading the textbook for A&P that Professor Bora mentioned, not doing much of anything for the remainder of the time to avoid getting invested in something. After half an hour or so, you get up to head to class. [[Head to class->September 3rd- Escapism]]

<<set $time to 13.75>><<include "TIME">>Curiosity getting the better of you, you walk over to investigate the object on the ground. On closer inspection, it is indeed a key that looks almost identical to the one for your room. You pick it up and look closer, finding the number "L207" engraved on one side. You start to have mischievous thoughts about what you could do with someone else's room key in your possession. "Hey $name, you alright?" you hear Emma say from behind you. \ <<link "Take the key">><<replace "#choice">><<set $day3DormKey to "taken">>"Oh, yeah, sorry," you reply, sliding the key into your pocket. "Guess we should get to our other class, huh?" She gives you an odd look for a moment, but then shrugs off her curiosity. "Yeah, let's get going." <<if $eatenByBetty and ($samRel > 0)>>You quickly look around for Sam, but you seem to have missed your chance--she's already gone. <</if>>[[Head to Escapism->September 3rd- Escapism]]<</replace>><</link>> <<link "Give the key to Professor Steria">><<replace "#choice">><<set $day3DormKey to "returned">>"Yeah, just a second," you reply, walking past her towards the front of the room. Picturing yourself on the other end of this situation, there's no way you could hold onto the key in good conscience. You stop at Professor Steria's desk. "Excuse me, professor?" "Oh? What is it?" Professor Steria asks. "I found this room key on the floor over there," you reply, handing it to her and gesturing towards the back of the room. "Oh my! That could have been quite a disaster for whoever it belongs to," she says. She takes the key from your hand and places it on the desk. "Thank you for being kind enough to return it! I'll bring this to the office and they'll make sure it gets back to the right person. Enjoy the rest of your day!" "Thank you!" you say with a smile. You head back over to meet up with Emma.<<if $eatenByBetty and ($samRel > 0)>> You quickly look around for Sam, but you seem to have missed your chance--she's already gone.<</if>> "What was that about?" Emma asks. "Ah don't worry about it, someone just left something on the ground," you reply. She smiles and shrugs. "Alright, let's get going." @@color:lime;Professor Steria seemed very impressed that you didn't keep the key for yourself!@@<<set $steriaFavor += 1>><<set $karma += 1>> [[Head to Escapism->September 3rd- Escapism]]<</replace>><</link>>

<<if !_dupeBlock>><<set _dupeBlock to true>><<goto "Escapism Lab: Mina Prey">><</if>>

<<set $turn to 0>> <<set $healthThreshold to 4>> <<set $acidStage to 0>> <<set $progress to 0>> <<set $lastAction to "none">> <<set $lastPlayerAction to "none">> <<set $struggleDisplay to "none">> <<set $sceneHasDialogue to false>> <<set $sceneDialogueLink to "none">> <<set $sceneActionsLink to "none">> <<set $sceneDigestionLink to "none">> <<set $sceneNextLink to "none">> <<set $sceneHasExtra to false>> <<set $sceneExtraLink to "none">> <<set $sceneAttack to 0>> <<set $sceneDefense to 0>> <<set $braced to false>> <<set $predSS to 32>> <<set $predHealth to 0>> <<set $predAttack to 0>> <<set $predDefense to 0>> <<set $predName to "!ERR:setPredName">> <<set $predAction to "none">> <<set $fromAnal to false>> <<set $depth to 0>> <<set $predAnalStrain to 0>> <<set $predAnalProficiency to 0>> <<set $analEscapeLink to "none">> <<set $noAllOut to false>> <<set $noStrongStruggle to false>> <<set $noWeakStruggle to false>> <<set $noNormalStruggle to false>> <<set $noBrace to false>> <<set $noProbe to false>> <<set $noSoothe to false>> <<set $usingAntacid to false>> <<set $probed to false>> <<set $analWillingIntoStomach to false>> <<set $analFacing to 0>> <<set $analSidebarDepthDisplay to ["At The Backdoor", "Colon", "Lower Small Intestine", "Upper Small Intestine", "Nearly In Stomach"]>>

<<set $time to 15.5>><<include "TIME">>Unfortunately, Mina seems hopelessly at your mercy. Even after she eventually starts struggling again, you still feel like you could be walking around going about your day without her impeding you at all. It makes you very worried about her--not only was she absolutely a goner if you hadn't stepped in yesterday, there's no way she'd even stand a chance against another freshman. You can't say you're surprised when the two of you once again get Slate's attention. "Miss $last, has your partner accomplished //anything// in the past half hour?" Slate says as she approaches you. You jump a little as she rests a cold hand on your bloated belly. "Um... well, she's been very... determined?" you answer with a nervous smile, not wanting to completely throw Mina under the bus. "That's not what I asked." You sigh. "No. Your hand just now was probably more effective than anything she's done..." "As I suspected." She puts a bit of pressure on your belly and leans in closer. "Never in my years of teaching have I seen such a pathetic display from a student, Miss Long, not even in first lab. How you survived yesterday eludes me." "I am sorry ma'am! I am truly making my best effort, but I suppose I need more training," Mina replies. You blush a little and awkwardly look away as Slate interrogates your gut. "That is quite an understatement," Slate says with a sigh. "I'm tempted to allow Miss $last keep you and let you face the consequences if you still haven't escaped by the time the antacid wears off, but I already know what the outcome would be." "I promise I will improve professor! I came here for one reason and I have no intention of giving up!" Slate leans back, straightens her back, and huffs. "Miss $last, release her." "Uh, of course," you reply, taking a step back and turning away from her. You pause for a moment to think, not very well versed in willingly throwing someone up, then start to push in and up on your belly. When your stomach seems perfectly content to hold onto Mina even with the added pressure, you instead reach your hand into your mouth to trigger your gag reflex<<if $mandyEscaped is "released">>, just like you did to get Mandy out<</if>>. That does the trick, and a very slimy Mina is quickly on her way back to the outside world. Her face is completely concealed by the messy hair pouring over her head at first, but she's quick to brush half of it aside. She blinks a few times, then sits up. "Thank you for your assistance, $name," she says as she neatens her hair a little better. "Miss $last, you're free to go, but Long, you come with me," Slate says sternly. "We have more to discuss about your performance today." "Yes ma'am," Mina says, getting to her feet. "I will see you later, $name!" You wave as she walks with Slate back to her desk. There is one thing thing that gives you a little hope about her future here--she seems to have insane stamina even if she doesn't have the strength. She already looks good as new and completely unbothered after spending all that time fighting your stomach<<if !$eatenByLeila>>, and it was the same story yesterday--she was completely unfazed after running all the way to class following your rescue<</if>>. She just needs better technique. You look around for Emma before leaving, but she seems to already be gone. <<if $emmaInjured>>Slate must have let her leave early since she couldn't do anything.<<elseif $emmaInfo1 > 0>>Knowing how she feels about vomit, you figure she probably ran back to the dorm as soon as she could to clean up.<<else>>She must have finished before you and Mina and not wanted to wait any longer than she needed to to get changed.<</if>> <<include "playerPredFail">><<AttendEscapism>>\ [[Leave class->After Escapism]]

<<if ($turn > 5) or ($preyHealth <= 0)>> <<goto "Mina Prey- End">> <</if>>

<<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "relax">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $turn is 0>> "Uh, Mina? If you're really trying in there, it's not working. I can tell you're moving and that's it, you're not really doing anything to me," you tell her. You stop supporting your belly at all with your arms and rest them at your sides, making it drop a tiny bit lower. That small, self inflicted movement feels more effective than what she's done so far. <<elseif $turn is 1>> "Yeah this is still not doing it, sorry. You're too small to overextend my belly like that," you inform her. "Maybe try going really fast and frantic instead?" <<elseif $turn is 3>> "I wish I could say it was working..." you sigh. "Are you sure you aren't holding back since it's me?" <<elseif $turn is 4>> "Hey Mina? You still with me?" you ask, giving your gut a gentle poke. <<else>> "It's alright, just keep trying!" you reassure her, giving the side of your belly a pat. There doesn't seem to be a reason to take any action if she's already having this much trouble. "This is only practice, you've got time to figure things out." <</if>> <</append>> <<case "massage">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $turn is 1>> "Well, it's definitely more noticeable?" you say. You start to gently run your hands along the protrusions in your gut from her arms and legs, putting just enough pressure to ease her back into position bit by bit. "But still not really doing much to me." <<elseif $turn is 4>> "Hey come on, don't give up on me yet," you say in a gentle voice. You start to run your hands along your belly, soothing yourself and hopefully comforting the girl inside. "The only way to get better is to keep trying!" <<else>> Her attempts at struggling actually feel rather nice, like a gentle massage from the inside. You start to rub your hands along the outside of the shifting mass of your gut, soothing it from both ends. Mina may not be doing well, but you feel great. <</if>> <</append>> <<case "squeeze">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $turn is 2>> You sigh and tighten your stomach muscles. Her struggle is immediately interrupted as you squeeze her back into a tight ball. She makes a tiny, barely audible yelp in surprise. "Does that answer your question? I shouldn't be able to do that so easily to someone who's putting up a fight." <<elseif $counter is 0>> "Here..." you say. You tighten your stomach muscles, squeezing Mina from all around<<if $turn is 2>> and forcing her limbs back into position<<else>> and putting a stop to her movement<</if>>. You don't put too much pressure on her and only keep it up for a little while, not wanting to actually hurt her. "A real stomach is going to be a lot more dangerous than this. Maybe you just need a little motivation to give it your all!"<<set $counter += 1>> <<else>> "Come on Mina, you've gotta really push yourself!" you say. To give her some encouragement, you wrap your arms around your gut and hug it fairly tight, squeezing her and restricting her movement. <</if>> <</append>> <<case "taunt">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> "Are you even trying?" you say, poking at your belly. You give her a gentle shake. "I can barely even feel you in there." <<else>> "You know, at this rate I'm going to end up digesting you!" you tease. "Is that what you want? To just end up on my waistline?" <</if>> <</append>> <<case "shake">> <<append "#digestion">> Your curiosity getting the better of you, you wrap your hands under your belly and start to bounce it up and down. Mina is so light that you can do it pretty effortlessly, feeling her small form jiggle around inside you. "Oh my, what is happening $name?" she squeaks. "Hah, sorry Mina," you say, letting her rest. "I couldn't resist having a little fun." <</append>> <<case "acidRise">> <<if $acidStage is 1>> <<append "#digestion">> "Hey Mina, it's kinda been a while and I still feel totally fine. Are you sure you're trying your best in there?" you ask, giving her head a gentle pat. "Slate is giving me a look." "Oh, I really am trying," Mina says. There's a hint of disappointment in her voice. "Do you know what I am doing wrong?" "I think you just need to push harder, your squirming has been pretty weak. My stomach needs to think you're a threat if it's going to force you out." <</append>> <</if>> <<default>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</switch>>

<<if $turn is 0>> <<set $preyAction to "struggle">> <<set $stomachHealth -= 1>> <<append "#digestion">> "Okay! I apologize if I hurt you," she replies. There's some slight shifting inside of you. You assume she's just repositioning herself and brace yourself for the struggling to start, but after a little while you realize that //is// her attempt at escaping. The movement is so mild that it's barely even giving you butterflies, let alone hurting. <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 1>> <<set $preyAction to "struggle">> <<set $stomachHealth -= 1>> <<append "#digestion">> "Okay, what about this?" Mina says. You feel her push out her arms and legs as far as she can and hold them there. It makes you feel slightly strained for a moment, but since she was already smaller than your stomach is used to it quickly adjusts to the extra stretching. The bulge of your belly is shaped oddly now with her limbs extended, but that's about all she accomplishes. <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 2>> <<set $preyAction to "struggle">> <<set $stomachHealth -= 1>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $lastAction is "relax">> "I will do my best," Mina replies. You feel her struggling start to kick up a little bit, your belly writhing a bit faster than before. It's definitely working better, enough to stir up a burp, but without any real strength behind it her movements still don't feel like any threat. <<else>> There isn't any audible response from Mina. Her attempts at struggling against you still feel more like an interior massage than anything harmful. You're starting to worry about her. <</if>> <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 3>> <<set $preyAction to "struggle">> <<set $stomachHealth -= 1>> <<append "#digestion">> "I can try," Mina says. You feel her start to struggle slower than before, but she's putting everything she can into every push. The very first one catches you off guard and you stumble slightly, but as she continues your stomach quickly adapts. "How is this?" <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 4>> <<set $preyAction to "struggle">> <<set $stomachHealth -= 1>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $lastAction is "relax">> "I am sorry, but I truly have not been. I need this experience, so I have been doing everything I can since the start," Mina replies. She gets very quiet and doesn't seem to be moving at all. <<else>> Mina's movements come to a stop and she goes completely silent. <</if>> <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 5>> <<set $preyAction to "struggle">> <<set $stomachHealth -= 1>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if ($lastAction is "relax") or ($lastAction is "massage")>>"Oh, I am just thinking," Mina says. "My current approach does not seem to be working, so I need to come up with a new way to get out."<<else>>Mina stays still inside your gut, only repositioning slightly after your attempt to motivate her.<</if>> <</append>> <</if>> <<append "#digestion">> <</append>> /* This is a pretty flatly scripted scene, Mina simply has a unique option for the five rounds it lasts. She isn't very strong and it's difficult to notice her doing anything */

<<set $time to 15>><<include "TIME">><<if $day3EscapismLabFailed>><<set $predSS to 10>>While you remain captive in Haley's gut, <<if $stamina < 10>>too exhausted to keep going, <</if>>you hear Slate's muffled voice making some kind of announcement. She's just far enough away that you can't make out the words, but you have a pretty good guess. Haley gives you a shake before confirming your suspicions. "Hey, looks like time's up $name, sorry! I guess I was a little too strong for you, huh?" she giggles. "Just give me a second, I'll get you out of there." A moment later you hear a gagging sound, then the stomach walls clamp down tight around you. You're quickly ejected from her body, sliding back up her throat and out onto the tile of the classrooms floor. You cough and sit up, a little disoriented but otherwise fine. Unfortunately, some of Haley's lunch hitched a ride with you. "The janitors at this school really have their work cut out for them..." you mutter as you brush yourself off and scooch away from the mess created by your escape. "Sorry again about that whole situation, it must have been gross!" Haley says, blushing a little. She's sitting at the desk right next to you. "Indeed, but that's no excuse for such a poor performance," Professor Slate says, the click of her heels approaching from your left. "Half an hour should be more than enough time to escape a less experienced predator, especially when they aren't being particularly aggressive like this. I'm disappointed, Miss $last." "I'm sorry, professor," you say, getting back up on your feet. "So long as you improve quickly..." Slate sighs. "You two may switch places."<<else>>"//*URP*// Oooh, that did it..." Haley grunts. you feel her bend over in her seat, then drop out of her chair onto her knees. Right after she hits the ground, the stomach walls clamp down tight around you. You're quickly ejected from her body, sliding back up her throat and out onto the tile of the classrooms floor. You cough and sit up, a little disoriented but otherwise fine. Unfortunately, some of Haley's lunch hitched a ride with you. "The janitors at this school really have their work cut out for them..." you mutter as you brush yourself off and scooch away from the mess created by your escape. "That was... pretty good..." Haley says with a slight, exasperated laugh. She coughs, then gets back up onto her feet. "My stomach didn't really appreciate it, but you're good at this!" "Well done Miss $last," Professor Slate says, the click of her heels approaching from your left. "<<if $turn < 4>>In fact, that was a rather impressive escape. I'll be expecting great things from you in this class.<<else>>You certainly need work, but this has demonstrated a solid starting point for you.<</if>>" "Thank you," you say, standing back up. "You two may switch places. Keep up the good work."<</if>> You and Haley look at each other as Slate walks away to speak with another group. There's a brief, awkward pause. "Well, I guess that means it's my turn to get eaten, huh? You think you're ready for me?" Haley says. She reaches down and grabs the edge of her shirt, starting to lift it but pausing with half of her midriff exposed. "Oh, sorry, I should ask first! Are you alright with me taking this off before I go down? I actually really like this shirt and wasn't thinking when I put it on this morning. I really don't want to get it all gunked up, but I also don't want to make you uncomfortable!" "Uh, yeah that's fine," you say. "Just let me know when you're ready to start." She quickly pulls her shirt off the rest of the way, leaving her in a plain white bra and revealing freckles on more than just her face. She neatly folds it and places it on a nearby desk, then takes her glasses off and sets them on top of it. The exposure doesn't seem to bother her at all. "Alright, ready to take a dive!" Starting with her hands, you quickly swallow her down to test her skills against your stomach. She seems eager to get started, kicking into action and starting to struggle as soon as her whole body settles in. <<if $oralProficiency > 1>>It takes her almost the full thirty minutes to do it, but she does manage to overpower you on her own.<<else>>You were pretty confident in your ability to keep her down, but it only takes her about ten minutes to make your belly give up.<</if>> It's not the most satisfying experience you've ever had<<if !$pacifist>>, not that it didn't feel good to have her filling you out<</if>>. Slate stops by again to tell Haley her performance was adequate, then dismisses both of you. "You know, now that I've been on both ends of this I'm more comfortable with it than I thought I'd be," Haley says, putting her glasses back on and carefully tucking her shirt into her backpack. "Maybe I'll see you around $name!" She gives you a wave, then hurries out into the hall. You look around for Emma before leaving, but she seems to already be gone. <<if $emmaInjured>>Slate must have let her leave early since she couldn't do anything.<<elseif $emmaInfo1 > 0>>Knowing how she feels about vomit, you figure she probably ran back to the dorm as soon as she could to clean up.<<else>>She must have finished before you and Haley and not wanted to wait any longer than she needed to to get changed.<</if>> <<if $turn < 4>>@@color:lime;Slate seemed impressed with your performance in class!@@<<set $slateFavor +=1>> <</if>><<set $turn to 0>><<set $acidStage to 0>><<include "playerPreyEscape">><<set $totalEscaped -= 1>><<AttendEscapism>>\ [[Leave class->After Escapism]]

<<if ($health <= 0) or ($stamina <= 0)>> <<set $day3EscapismLabFailed to true>> <<goto "Haley Pred- End">> <<elseif $acidStage is 1>> <<append "#digestion">> "I think we're about halfway through the time, just so you know. How are you feeling in there?<<if $progress > 1>> You're definitely putting up a good fight, I'll tell you that...<</if>>" Haley says, giving you a gentle shake. "I wish I wasn't in a stomach right now, but it could be worse," you reply. "Oh it can't be that //*urp*// bad! I'm sure my belly is nice and snug and warm when it isn't trying to break you down," Haley laughs. You feel her briefly hug her bloated gut. "I'm covered in half digested sandwich." "Oh gosh right, I forgot about that part! Sorry! All the more reason to get out quickly I guess." <</append>> <<elseif $acidStage > 1>> <<set $day3EscapismLabFailed to true>> <<goto "Haley Pred- End">> <</if>>

<<if ($lastAction is "rest") and ($counter > 1)>> <<append "#digestion">> <<addclass "#restStruggle" "hide">> "Um, $name you might want to--" Haley starts to say. "Miss $last, are you taking this exercise seriously? Your performance thus far is extremely disappointing, your partner is neither strong nor aggressive enough to warrant all this inaction," the stern voice of Professor Slate cuts in. "Uh, I'm just trying to give myself a break to recharge is all," you reply. "I warned you before we started not to pretend to be incompetent. You've already lost points for this display, if you do not make it out before time is up, you'll have a zero for the day." She gives Haley's belly a firm pat to make her annoyance clear. "Right, sorry ma'am..." you mutter. "Sorry, I didn't notice she was coming until it was too late..." Haley says quietly. @@color:red;Slate is definitely annoyed with you.@@<<set $slateFavor -= 1>> <</append>> <<elseif $lastAction is "rest">> <<set $predAction to "rest">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Hey, I completely understand the need to take a break<<if $progress > 1>>, and I appreciate you giving me a break<<else>>, and my nice warm insides are pretty comfy I'm sure<</if>>," Haley says, giving you a gentle shake. "But Slate is giving me a very disapproving look right now. I think she wants you to go all out, you probably shouldn't be spending so long sitting still." <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 5>> <<set $predAction to "rest">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Hey, I don't know if you could hear, but Slate just gave the warning that it's almost time for a mandatory switch. You don't have much longer to get out of me on your own," Haley says to you, drumming her fingers along you back. "<<if $progress > 1>>G-<</if>>Go head and give me all you've got, I can take it! It'll suck bringing you out anyway so you might as well get a good grade for this." <</append>> <<elseif $progress > 2>> <<set $predAction to "rest">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> Haley takes a deep breath and very gently runs one hand along her belly. "Please just hurry and get it over with $name..." <</append>> <<elseif $lastAction is "strong">> <<set $predAction to "crush">> <<set _predActionIntensity to 0>> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $progress > 1>>"Hey come on, I //*urp*// said to take it easy on me! I'm not super happy about this arrangement either you know," Haley grumbles.<<else>>"Woah, you're really good!" Haley says.<</if>> She wraps her arms around you and starts to squeeze, restricting your movement and even starting to hurt a little. "If you're gonna fight that hard, I'm not just going to sit here and do nothing!" <</append>> <<elseif $lastAction is "brace">> <<set $predAction to "taunt">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Aw, I promise I'm not going to hurt you," Haley giggles, patting the top of your head. "My stomach's all mellowed out right now, you can just focus on breaking out! I know you can do it." <</append>> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "tease">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> You feel Haley gently running her hands along her belly, humming softly to herself. "You're doing great $name, just keep it up and you'll be out in no time!" <</append>> <</if>> <<append "#digestion">> <</append>>

<<set _roll to random(1,2)>> <<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "weak">> <<append "#digestion">> You squirm and shift around a little, not wanting to hurt Haley or tire yourself out too much just for a school exercise. It's hard to tell for sure, but a slight grunt from Haley indicates you're making some progress. Her stomach groans and air rushes up her throat into a burp, which she quickly excuses. <</append>> <<case "normal">> <<append "#digestion">> You start to push out with your arms and legs, doing your best to punch and kick at the walls within your cramped confines. It's tough to get much leverage, but you still feel like you're making progress. Haley's stomach lets out a pained whine in response. <</append>> <<case "strong">> <<if _roll is 1>> <<append "#digestion">> You thrash and squirm wildly within Haley's gut, no regard for how she feels about the situation as you desperately try to earn your freedom. After all, the goal is to show Slate how skilled you are, so you put everything you've got into your efforts. A loud grumbling starts to roar through the walls of her stomach as you move. "Hey //*URP*//, sorry, $name... G-Good job in there, but do you think you could--//*urp*//--could let up a little? This is just practice you know..." <</append>> <<else>> <<append "#digestion">> It's bad enough that you had to let yourself end up in here, no way are you spending a full thirty minutes inside someone's gut for class! Determined to get out as quickly as possible, you put everything you've got into your struggling, thrashing around wildly as you try to convince Haley's stomach you aren't worth keeping. The walls quickly start to quiver against your efforts, and one kick in particular makes Haley gasp. <</append>> <</if>> <<case "brace">> <<append "#digestion">> Although her stomach has been weakened by the antacid, the pressure is still pretty intense, and Haley herself could still cause some trouble for you. You brace yourself for any kind of threat you might face, focusing your strength on defending instead of breaking out. It may not be what Slate is exactly looking for in this exercise, but there's more to a struggle than just thrashing. <</append>> <<case "rest">> <<set $counter += 1>> <<if $stamina > ($staminaMax * .5)>> <<append "#digestion">> You aren't all that interested in tiring yourself out just for class--you're already in someone's gut, so you may as well just wait out the time you have to spend in here. You sit still and try to relax rather than trying to escape, feeling yourself get rocked by the subtle motions of her stomach walls. Without the aspect of danger it almost feels pleasant. <</append>> <<else>> <<append "#digestion">> You let yourself rest a little to regain some strength, feeling drained from your efforts to escape. The warmth of the walls is actually rather relaxing as they ripple around you. <</append>> <</if>> <<case "progress">> <<if $progress is 2>> <<append "#digestion">> "Mmmh, you're... doing pretty good in there!" Haley says, her voice sounding a little strained. "Nice work! //*Urp*// But you know, you can go a //little// easy on me!" @@color:chartreuse;You're doing well, keep going!@@ <</append>> <<elseif $progress is 3>> <<append "#digestion">> "//Ouch!//" Haley cries. You feel her stomach grow very tight around you for a little while as she leans forward and clutches at her belly, but things quickly return to normal. "//*Uurrrp*// You're, uh, really good at this! But my poor stomach is really starting to ache, could you maybe hold back a bit? Or here, I'll--//eep!//" You feel a new hand push lightly against your back. "Ignore your partner, Miss $last. Failure to get out on your own in the allotted time will earn you a poor grade for the day<<if $turn < 3>>. You're doing excellently so far, keep it up<</if>>," Professor Slate says. "And Miss Jones, I will remind you that it is up to your partner to escape //on her own//, is that clear?" "Yes, of course professor!" Haley responds, stifling another burp. @@color:lime;You're almost there, give it all you've got!@@ <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<default>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</switch>>

<<set $aliceRelation1 to 2>><<set $aliceNecklace to false>><<set $aliceTrue += 1>><<set $karma += 1>>"Hey, Alice, wait up!" you call out. She doesn't stop. "Why the hell do you keep thinking it's alright to talk to me?" she grumbles without even turning to you. "Come on, just<<if $aliceRel < 0>> drop the attitude for //five seconds// and turn around<<else>> stop for a second<</if>>, I have something to give you," you say, hurrying to close the gap between you. "What could you possibly-" she starts to reply, turning to glare at you. The words catch in her throat as soon as she spots the necklace in your outstretched hand. Rather than a scowl, her face quickly becomes unreadable, though you swear you saw a smile for a fraction of a second. "...how did you get that?" "I went back to talk to Slate after our chat in the hall yesterday. She made me fish it out of her stomach myself, but I got it back. It obviously meant something to you so...<<if $aliceRel >= 0>> I couldn't just do nothing,<</if>>" you say, still holding the necklace out to her. "<<if $aliceRel < 0>>Just take it before I change my mind<<else>>Take it<</if>>." She quickly snatches it from you, gripping it with both hands for a moment. Then she inspects it in silence, her brow furrowing as she looks it over, glancing your way a few times. "You..." After a brief pause, she regains her usual composure. "<<if $aliceRel < 0>>...do realize this doesn't make us even, right? But it's great to know you're dumb enough to throw yourself into someone over a useless trinket," she laughs<<if $aliceRel > -3>>, though her tone doesn't have its usual bite<</if>>.<<else>>I could have gotten this myself you know, if I actually cared as much as you seem to think I do."<</if>> <<if $aliceRel < 0>>"'Thank you' is what I think you meant to say," you reply. "I really didn't," she sneers, turning away from you. She quickly walks away, seeming eager to get back to her dorm.<<else>>"I'm sure," you say with a slight smirk. "But I suppose it was useful of you to deal with it," she adds, looking you over. "You're welcome." "I didn't thank you!" she huffs, quickly walking off across the bridge.<</if>> You sigh and start to continue on your way back to your dorm. A slight smile spreads across your lips. It was clear she was happy to have it back, even if she tried not to show it. <<if $aliceRel < 0>><<Alice 2>><<else>><<Alice 1>><</if>> [[Head back to your dorm->September 3rd- Afternoon]]

<<Time 16>><<if $predName is "escaped">><<set $predName to "!ERR:setPredName">>\ In a panic, you lurch forward, managing to throw both you and your attacker to the ground. You quickly roll away and scramble to your feet. The other girl recovered just as fast, standing between you and the stairs. Her stance is loose and she has her hands held up ready to strike. "Hey come on, I just need you for something real quick," she says. She's wearing a very loose green shirt, white shorts, and has long brown hair with blonde tips. "Wasn't even going to digest you, promise, I just figured you wouldn't come with me if I asked nicely." "What the hell? I'm not an idiot, leave me alone!" you reply, watching her carefully as you think about how you want to play this. "Come on, it'll be fun!" she says, taking a few slow steps forward. "I just need you to--" She rushes forward to grab you, managing to grab your left arm with a lunge before you can evade. You try to push her away and make a break for it, but she tugs you closer and uses her other arm to grab your hair. There's a sharp pain in the back of your head as she uses it to pull you in close. Since she's already playing dirty, you think fast and take advantage of her very free flowing top. With your free hand, you grab the bottom edge of her shirt and pull it up over her head, blocking her face and exposing her chest. She's wearing a black bra with little pink hearts that doesn't leave much to the imagination. With a slightly muffled yelp, she lets go of your hair to fix the situation, and you take the opportunity to shove her off of you. You manage to break her grip and she's knocked to the floor. "//Ugh//, fucking freshman!" she shouts as you sprint away towards the stairs. @@color:yellowgreen;You managed to escape.@@ You rush down the stairs and hurry into your dorm, not taking a risk that she might still be coming after you. Emma is sitting on her bed, looking a bit startled. "$name? You alright?" she asks, quickly looking you over. <<if $outfitState is "drenched">>"That's just from class, right?"<</if>> "Yeah, but someone tried to grab me on my way back," you say, sighing with relief now that you're safe in your dorm. "Managed to fight her off and ran all the way here." "Oh no! I'm glad you're okay."<<if $emmaRel > 2>> She shifts to the edge of her bed. "I'm sorry, I should have waited for you after class! She probably would have left you alone if there were two of us..." "Don't worry about it, not your fault at all!" you assure her.<<else>> "Don't worry, I won't go down that easily," you laugh.<</if>> <<if $outfitState is "drenched">>"I'm gonna take a quick shower and change."<<else>>You sit down on your bed and lean back, idly rubbing what's left of $lastPrey with one hand. "So how'd class go for you? Pretty boring for me, and I think Slate is really mad at me...<<if $emmaInjured>> I saw her talking to you early in class, was she getting pissy with you too?"<</if>><</if>> <<else>>\ You head down the stairs and make your way back to your room. You unlock the door and step inside<<if $outfitState is "drenched">>, eager to get clean after lab<</if>>. Emma is sitting on her bed scrolling through her phone. "Hey $name!" she says<<if $emmaRel > 1>>, turning to you with a smile<</if>>.<<if $outfitState is "drenched">> "You look kinda gross."<</if>> <<if $outfitState is "drenched">>"Thanks, I try," you joke. "I'm gonna take a quick shower and change."<<else>>"Hey!" You sit down on your bed and lean back, idly rubbing what's left of $lastPrey with one hand. "So how'd class go for you? Pretty boring for me, and I think Slate is really mad at me...<<if $emmaInjured>> I saw her talking to you early in class, was she getting pissy with you too?"<</if>><</if>> <</if>> <<if $outfitState is "drenched">>You grab some fresh clothes and a towel and head into the bathroom. Even if <<if $escapismLabMina>>you weren't in Mina for very long<<else>>Haley's stomach was pacified<</if>>, it still left your clothes pretty gross and you'd rather not smell like the inside of a stomach for the rest of the day. You take a quick, five minute shower to refresh yourself, then dry off, don your new outfit, and head back into the room. You toss your old clothes in the laundry basket--they should still be fine after going through the wash.<<set $outfitState to "normal">><<set $outfit to "normal">> "So how'd class go for you?" you ask Emma as you take a seat on your bed.<<if $emmaInjured>>"I saw Slate talking to you during class, was she yelling at you about not being able to participate?"<</if>> <</if>><<if $emmaInjured>>"No actually, I think I misjudged her! She's definitely stern and that comment when she excused me put me on edge, but once everyone was set she came and checked in on me. Asking about how I was recovering and stuff, it was really nice!" Emma says with a smile. "She said I could set up a time to meet with her during her office hours once I'm all healed to make up for today. Which is kinda scary, but at least I won't be behind!" "Oh, that's great!<<if $eatenBySlate>> I can say from experience it //is// pretty scary seeing how tough her stomach is, but you'll probably learn more from a one-on-one test than lab anyways.<</if>>" "Yeah!<<if $fullness < 1>> What about you, how did things go with your partner?<</if>>"\ <<else>>"It... wasn't as bad as I was expecting, honestly! I mean, still not crazy about it, and I //hated// having to be all covered in my partner's juices for a while, but the antacid made a big difference," Emma says. <<if $emmaRel > 2>>"I've kinda done some stuff like this at parties before when everyone was drunk, so I just sorta tried to get in that mindset I guess." She laughs nervously, blushing a tiny bit. "I should try and get some of those antacids for myself, come to think of it, make things way safer the next time I get blasted... Oh but anyways, I think I did really well at least, Slate seemed impressed!"<<else>>"I think I did really well too, Slate seemed impressed!"<</if>> "That's great!" "Yeah!<<if $fullness < 1>> What about you, how did things go with your partner?<</if>>"<</if>><<if $fullness < 1>> <<if $escapismLabMina>>"It was definitely interesting," you laugh. <<if $emmaInjured>>"I was paired up with this girl Mina, who's only like four feet tall. And apparently she'd never swallowed anyone before! She managed to cram me all the way in, but I wasn't even in there a minute before getting thrown up."<<else>>"Remember Mina from yesterday? I got paired up with her. And apparently she'd never even swallowed anyone before today!" "Oh my god, really? Did she even get you down? She's like half your size!" "I know! She did manage to get me all the way into her stomach, but it only lasted like thirty seconds before I got thrown up."<</if>> "Poor girl..." "Yeah, it gets worse for her. She wasn't able to do //anything// when it was my turn to swallow her. Slate made her try for the rest of the period and had her stay after class when she still accomplished nothing." "<<if !$emmaInjured>>I hope she'll be okay! She's too adorable to get eaten.<<else>>Aw, I feel kinda bad for her...<</if>>"<<else>>"It was fine. Never met my partner before but she was pretty nice so I lucked out there. Letting myself get eaten was super weird, but it wasn't so bad.<<if $day3EscapismLabFailed>> I definitely failed though, had to be let out and Slate wasn't happy.<</if>>"<</if>><</if>> While the two of you talk, your thoughts start to drift towards food. It's a little early, but<<if $ateGina>> despite what's left of Gina still working her way through your system you're starting to feel hungry<<else>> you also ate lunch pretty early so you're starting to feel pretty hungry<</if>>.<<if ($day3DormKey is "taken") and (($fullness + 4) <= $maxFullCap)>> You suddenly remember that room key you found back in Survival, and your stomach growls at the thought. Maybe it's time to pay whoever the owner is a surprise visit.<</if>> \ <<if ($day3DormKey is "taken") and (($fullness + 4) <= $maxFullCap)>>[[Go on a dorm raid->Afternoon- Dorm raid]] <</if>><<link "Go to dinner">><<replace "#choice">>"You about ready for dinner?" you ask Emma. "I'm starting to get pretty hungry." "Actually, I kinda lost my appetite in class," Emma says. "Are you cool with waiting till a bit later?" "But I'm hungry //now//!" you joke. <<if $fullness > 0>>"Really? You still look pretty full to me," she replies. "Hey, most of this isn't actually in my //stomach// at this point," you justify, patting your still bloated belly. "Which means I need more." "Too much information, but I guess that makes sense."<<else>>"It'll only be like an hour!"<</if>> [[Wait and go with Emma->September 3rd- Dinner: Emma]] [[Go to dinner now->September 3rd- Dinner: Cherry]]<</replace>><</link>>

<<Time 14>>"So what's this Betty girl look like?" Sam asks as the two of you head out into the halls to start your hunt. "If you really have no leads we're gonna have to just wander around and hope we find her." "Long blonde ponytail, blue eyes, likes to wear pink, probably about your height..." you reply. "Oh, and her tits are huge." "Ah, so kinda like that then," Sam says, nodding slightly towards the end of the hall as you round a corner. "There's no way it's that easy..." you say. Down at the other end of the hall are two girls chatting with each other, or really it looks more like one is getting yelled at. Sure enough, it's unmistakably Betty and Cassidy, though Alice is nowhere in sight. "No, yeah, the one yelling is Betty. And the other's Cassidy, the third girl I mentioned." "<<if $day3HuntSam is "promised">>Oh I'm //so// glad I called dibs<<else>>I can see why you want her to yourself<</if>>," Sam says with a grin. "Let's get closer, see what they're arguing about." "Gonna be hard not to be suspicious when they're the only other people in the hall," you say as you start to make your way toward them. Before you've even closed half the distance you briefly make eye contact with Betty and her eyes narrow. No way she didn't recognize you. "<<if $fat > 34>>By the way, are you like, way fatter than when we met?" Sam says. She slightly nudges you with her arm, then changes course, taking a left down the main hall. You follow her lead, noticing Betty and Cassidy leaving their position just before you lose sight of them. "You've gotta hit the gym or something if you're gonna be eating that much." "Hey, it's not //that// bad..." you say, pouting. "It's a little bad, you look like you have a beer belly," Sam laughs, poking your gut. "But relax, I don't actually care, just trying not to seem suspicious. She definitely saw you. <<else>>That video in class was pretty great, huh?" Sam says. She slightly nudges you with her arm, then changes course, taking a left down the main hall. You follow her lead, noticing Betty and Cassidy leaving their position just before you lose sight of them. "Uh, yeah I guess?" "It's called acting natural, $name, she definitely saw you," she says. "<</if>>Shame, we probably could have gotten both right there if we got the jump on 'em..." "I saw them heading up the hall, think we should follow?" "Wait, and hope we can still track them in a little bit. If you guys really have some beef, she'll be suspicious as hell of us following them down the hall after that," Sam explains, leaning against the nearby wall. <<if $day2HuntWithSam is "success">>Her shirt rides up a bit and you notice her stomach is surprisingly flabby, but she quickly hides it again. <</if>>"We'll just chill for now." "Good call," you reply.<<if $day2HuntWithSam is "success">> You give her a smirk. "<<if $fat > 35>>Speaking of weight, <</if>>I see your double meal is treating you well." "Tell me about it, digesting all that took forever! Still had a pretty big gut when I woke up, bet there's even some making its way through me still," she says, placing a hand on her stomach. Now that it's on your mind, you can see that her arms are definitely thicker than they used to be too. "The part that's sticking around isn't even going to the right places..." she mutters, pretending to cup her hands under much larger breasts than she actually has to make her point. "It's a McKenn family curse."<<set $samInfo6 to 1>> "<<if $metMaeve>>Really? Maeve looked pretty impressive in that department when I saw her." "Yeah, //now//. Way back when she was an A-cup, believe it or not, but when you eat like she does each little bit eventually adds up." "Holy shit..." "She's the real deal, $name," Sam chuckles.<<else>>Eh, big tits aren't everything<<if $samRel > 2>>. You look great with what you've got now," you say, smiling at her. "Heh, thanks."<<else>>," you say. She just shrugs at you.<</if>><</if>><</if>> You wait around in the hall for a while, making some small talk while you give Betty and Cassidy time to lower their guard. At some point, a girl you don't recognize passes by you. She glances your way and suddenly looks stressed, picking up her pace. "And there's our cue," Sam says, starting to follow behind the girl as she rounds the corner towards where your targets were. "Less suspicious if we aren't the only ones in the hall." You make your way down the hall toward the dorms, following behind the mystery girl. She seems to be getting increasingly nervous. After looking over her shoulder and seeing the two of you tailing her, she practically sprints to the stairs. Sam laughs under her breath. "She definitely thought we were after //her//. Think she recognized me too," she says with a smirk. "They might have gone back to their dorms, but let's do a sweep starting with the dining hall." "Kind of an odd time for lunch," you say, following her over the bridge to Lampton. The rain is still coming down hard. "Yeah, but you never know with people's class schedules and they were heading this way." You pass through Lampton and quickly scan the dining hall from the balcony, but there's no sign of Betty. Returning to Karbo, you start to prowl the halls, checking the block of classrooms on the second floor. When that turns up nothing, you head down to the first floor. "So this Alice is Alice Mercato, right?" Sam asks as you make your way through the halls. "Yeah, you know her?" "Nah but I've heard some stuff. I guess she's actually pretty good at this," Sam replies. "Heh, but Maeve and her friends were placing bets on how long it would be before Professor Slate finds a reason to eat her. I guess she hates her mom's guts so much that it's common knowledge around here."<<set $knowSlateBeef to 1>> "Interesting. She-" "Hold that thought, I think the hunt's back on," Sam says before you can get your thought out. The two of you just headed back up to the second floor, and making her way down the hall ahead of you is Betty. Just as you were starting to think this was a bust. You follow at a safe distance, waiting behind the corner and keeping an eye on where she's going. There are a few others in the hall, so it could be risky to just jump her now. The two of you keep tailing, starting to close the gap when it becomes clear she's on her own right now. Unfortunately, before you can make a move she enters into one of the classrooms. "Damn it..." you mutter as you and Sam stop a little before the door. "No no, this is fine. We know where she is now," Sam assures you. "Let's hope she gets up to use the bathroom, that could be a perfect time to ambush her." "So we're just staking out now?" "Well let's not sit literally right next to the door, but yeah, just sit and wait." The two of you move further down the hall, stopping right before the corner where you can easily watch the door of her classroom. Then you both just lean against the wall, chatting while you wait for an opportunity. \ <<link "Ask about yesterday">><<replace "#choice">><<if ($day2Hunt is "courtyard") or ($maeveSisterRelation > 1)>>"So how did things go with Maeve yesterday<<if $maeveSisterRelation > 1>> after I left?" you ask, shuddering a little when you remember how you spent the day. "It was great catching up, we had a lot of fun! Uh, sorry about what you had to go through with Matilda though, you looked pretty rough when you came out," Sam says. "Ugh, I'd rather not think about it... But I don't think I thanked you last night, so... thanks. I don't think I would have gotten back out if Maeve hadn't forced her." "Yeah, probably not," Sam says with a grin. "You're welcome."<<else>>?" you ask. "It was great catching up, we had a lot of fun! <<if $day2HuntWithSam is "success">>She was //so// excited about how stuffed I was, it was great," Sam says with a big grin. "She's been trying to get me to push my limits like that for a while now. Thanks again for helping me out." "Heh, told you it was a good idea," you say, matching her grin.<<else>>I guess it hasn't actually been //that// long since we saw each other, but still! This year is gonna be great with both of us on campus," Sam says, grinning to herself. "Nice, glad everything worked out."<</if>><</if>><<else>>"So how did yesterday go for you?" you ask. "Oh it was great! I ate one of the sophomores and spent the night hanging out with Maeve." <<if $metMaeve>><<if $samInfo1 > 1>>"Oh right... Maeve... Uh--" "Oh don't worry, I told her I'd never heard of any '$name' before," Sam says with a grin. "You what!?" you say, your heart skipping a beat. "Haha relax, relax! I'm just kidding, obviously I told her we were friends when she asked," Sam says. "You're welcome by the way, clearly my advice worked out for you." You breathe a sigh of relief. "Damn, she really did ask though... Your sister is scary." "Yeah she doesn't mess around--never assume she's lying just to scare you. Trust me." She looks away for a second. "But, uh, I promise she's not always like she probably was when you met her, that was just a really bad time for a first encounter. Promise I'll introduce you two properly some time."<<else>>"Wait you were... //hanging out// with Maeve?? What?" you say, recalling the girl you encountered on the way to lunch yesterday. "I guess you ran into her yesterday, huh?" Sam says, giving you a somewhat sympathetic smile. "Yeah, she's uh, my sister. Hey, you're still alive so it can't have been //that// bad."<<set $samInfo1 to 2>> <<if $maeveDisrespect > 0>>"She almost ate me, then stole my room key and made me trade her my panties to get it back! Just 'cause I wouldn't bow to her!" you protest. "And then she //ate// my panties! Like, what the fuck?" "Should'a bowed I guess," Sam says, very amused by the end of your explanation. "Sorry, I mean... meeting her //yesterday// of all days, without me, was probably the worst introduction you could have."<<else>>"She made me bow to her to get through the halls, then almost suffocated me against her gut anyway!" you protest. "Yeah I'm sorry it's just... meeting her //yesterday// of all days, without me, was probably the worst introduction you could have had," she explains.<</if>> "It definitely wasn't a good impression," you say. "I'll make sure she knows you know me, and at some point I'll introduce you properly, okay?"<</if>><<elseif $analAteOlivia>>"Sweet, I thought maybe I was the only one eating above our grade," you reply, a smug look on your face. "//Pfft//, sure, you're not that good," Sam laughs. "You asked for help handling one freshman." "No no, it's true. Olivia if I remember right, missed my first class yesterday getting her in," you insist. "Oh I'm sure," Sam says, still incredulous. "You do look fatter than the last time I saw you, I'll give you that." "Whatever, believe it or not," you say with a shrug.<<else>>"What? You //ate// a sophomore, and had no problems at all?" you say, raising your eyebrows. "Did someone forget to tell you which side of the massacre you were on?" "I'm good $name, what else can I say?" Sam laughs.<</if>><</if>><</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</link>> <<link "Ask about her shirt">><<replace "#choice">><<set $samInfo5 to 1>>"Hey, what's that shirt from?" you ask. It's a black shirt with a fancy triangle pattern on the front. It's clearly a shirt from a concert, a list of dates and locations lining the back, but you aren't familiar with the artist.<<if $samInfo4 is 1>> "Oh, is it the same group as the one you had on Monday with the wolf? That looked like it could be a band's logo." "What? No they're totally different--I mean, I don't think so, I just got this at a thrift shop, no clue who the band is," she replies, suddenly seeming flustered. "<<if $day2Hunt is "courtyard">>You know, the shirt you were wearing yesterday looked like it was for a band too..." "And? A lot of my clothes are stuff I lifted from prey. Why are you analyzing everything I wear?" "Woah, sorry, it was just an observation...<<else>>Fair enough,<</if>>" you say. You aren't sure why she seems defensive, but there's no need to push it.<<else>> "Huh?" she replies, looking a little caught off guard. She looks down at her shirt and pulls it out a bit to give her a clearer view. "Oh, I don't know. Pretty sure I got this off someone I ate." "Makes sense. Thought maybe there was a story since it's a concert tee," you say.<</if>><<if $outfit is "uniform">> "If you wanna bring up clothes we could talk about //your// outfit," she says with a smirk. "Hey! Just cause the way I got it was a little embarrassing doesn't mean it doesn't look great on me," you reply, smoothing out your skirt a bit. "You look like a dork." "You're just jealous."<</if>><</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</link>><<if $samInfo1 > 1>> <<link "Ask about Maeve">><<replace "#choice">>"So what's Maeve like?" you ask while the two of you are waiting around.<<if $metMaeve>> "Or what's she //usually// like, since you've promised yesterday was an outlier."<</if>> "Maeve? She's the best! Ah, I don't know how to explain it... it's like, she's not afraid of anything, y'know? So she just does what she wants without caring what people think. And she can kick pretty much anyone's ass so she can get away with being like that, she's so cool!" Sam says. Her face lit up as soon as she started talking about her. "She can definitely get kinda intense sometimes, and I get why a lot of people are scared of her, but she always means well. Well, if you mean something to her, she means well. But she can also be fun! She knows how to make the best of any situation." "You two are really close, huh?" you say, smiling at her. "Oh definitely. She basically raised me for a while, since our mom wasn't able to be around all that much when we were little. Hah, she used to get up to the craziest shit even before she could eat people..."<<set $samInfo7 to 1>><</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</link>><</if>> The two of you keep chatting for a while as you keep watch for Betty. You never stop paying attention to the classroom door, eager to finish your hunt, but not only does Betty never come out alone, not a single person leaves until whatever class it was is over. To your dismay, Betty exits right in the middle of a big crowd of students. You tail her for a little bit, but it quickly becomes clear there isn't going to be an opportunity to get her alone. "Damn it..." you mutter, you and Sam stopping by a corner. "I don't think this is gonna work out today." "Sucks, but... I've been doing some thinking while we were staring at a door for an hour like idiots." "Yeah?" "You're really after Alice here, right? You wanted Betty because she ate you, but she's the leader of the little group that's fucking with you. Why don't we go after her instead?" "Well, you've got a point, but Alice seems a lot more capable, and getting to her is gonna be tougher with her goons still hanging around," you say. "I figured we'd kill two birds with one stone doing this, get revenge on Betty and knock down some of Alice's support." "I get that, but, what about that third girl?" Sam gets a big grin on her face. "You said she was her roommate right? So we grab her, and then you've got yourself access to Alice alone whenever you want." A smile spreads across your lips. "Damn, that's good! I knew I asked you for help for a reason. This'll be perfect, I already know when we can get her. We both have Intro to Vore together, it meets again tomorrow at ten," you say. "So I show up and we take her down right when she's leaving," Sam nods. "Sounds good to me. What room number?" "115." "Sweet, looks like we're picking this thing up tomorrow," Sam says. "I'll see you then $name!" "See ya!" The two of you part ways at the bridge, Sam headed over to Lampton while you head downstairs to go back to your dorm. [[Head to your dorm->September 3rd- Afternoon 2]]

<<if ($lastAction is "normal") or ($lastAction is "strong")>> <<if _duration < 4>><<set _duration += 1>><</if>> <</if>> <<if ($health <= 0) or ($stamina <= 0)>> <<goto "Vore-Napped- Dropped Off">> <<elseif $acidStage is 1>> <<append "#digestion">> You feel yourself starting to bounce and shake more dramatically than before, her footsteps getting heavier. She must be heading downstairs. You might be able to use the extra movement to your advantage if you act quick. After all, enough time has passed that it seems difficult to believe she's really planning on releasing you. There's already a sizeable pool of acids building at your feet, splashing up and licking at the rest of your body. "You know, all that splashing around with you? That's on you. We could have been there already if you weren't fighting me," Bree says, giving you a slight smack in frustration.<<set $sceneDefense to -2>> @@color:yellow;Her stomach is starting to kick into gear, you need to get out!@@ <</append>> <</if>>

<<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "rest">> <<if $turn is 0>> <<append "#digestion">> You decide that, for now, you'll take her word for it that she's going to let you back out. Unless it becomes clear she's lying, it may be better to save your strength for wherever it is she's bringing you. You sit still and stay calm, ignoring the slimy walls shifting around you. <</append>> <<else>> <<append "#digestion">> You remain calm and let her carry you, trusting that she will actually release you. <</append>> <</if>> <<default>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</switch>>

<<set _roll to random(1,2)>> <<if $turn > _duration>><<goto "Vore-Napped- Dropped Off">><</if>> <<if !_firstStrong and $lastAction is "strong">> <<if _duration < 4>><<set _duration += 1>><</if>> <<set _firstStrong to true>> <<set $predAction to "crush">> <<set _predActionIntensity to 2>> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "What the fuck, where did //*UURP*// all that come from!?" Bree growls, coming to an abrupt stop. She's panting a little and seems to be leaning against the wall. "You just got out of lab, you should be tired out!" "You... picked the wrong girl..." you say, poorly attempting to hide how exhausted you are. "Let me go... if you want it to stop..." "Ha! You're cute." The walls suddenly clamp down hard on your body, pressing in against every inch of you. As if the pressure wasn't already overwhelming enough, Bree wraps her arms around you from the outside and squeezes you as tight as she can. Not only can you not move, but you can barely even breathe. "I told you to relax, so stay fucking still, got it?" Bree says through gritted teeth. <</append>> <<elseif ($lastAction is "normal") or ($lastAction is "strong")>> <<if _duration < 4>><<set _duration += 1>><</if>> <<set $predAction to "crush">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> "Ugh, come on, why are you //*urp*// making this so difficult?" Bree groans. You feel her come to a stop, then wrap her arms around you from the outside. Before you can brace yourself, she pushes in on you as hard as she can, grinding the slick walls of her stomach against you and restricting your movement. "The sooner you give up, the sooner I can let you out." <<else>> You feel a hard smack from the side. "Calm the hell down! I told you, I'm not gonna digest you," Bree says. The stomach walls suddenly crush in on you as she tightens her muscles. You can feel the moist flesh straining against you, making it difficult to move. "This would go so much faster if we didn't fight the whole way." <</if>> <</append>> <<elseif $lastAction is "weak">> <<set $predAction to "squeeze">> <<set _predActionIntensity to 0>> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> "Oh relax already, we're almost there..." Bree sighs. You feel her push in on you with one hand. The pressure isn't too intense, but you get the feeling it's more of a threat. <<else>> "Yeah, yeah, get it out of your system..." Bree mumbles. As you bounce along with her footsteps, you feel the walls around you grow just a little bit tighter. <</if>> <</append>> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "distracted">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if (_duration > 2) and ($counter is 0)>> "There, that's better. See, isn't this so much nicer than all that thrashing?" Bree says, giving you an appreciative pat. She carries on towards wherever she's taking you. You can feel the whole chamber jiggling slightly with every step.<<set $counter to 1>> <<else>> Bree doesn't seem to pay you any mind, continuing on her way. You can feel her belly gently swaying as she walks, one hand resting against your back. <</if>> <</append>> <</if>> <<append "#digestion">> <</append>>

<<Time 16.25>>"Ow! Come on, what are //*urp*// you doing in there? //*URP*//" Bree protests as her stomach starts to have second thoughts about you. You can feel the walls quivering around you as they groan with discomfort. With one more hard kick, you feel her drop to her knees, clutching at you. "No! I need--" Before she can finish her sentence, the walls of her stomach give in and start to squeeze you hard, waves of pressure forcing you up into her esophagus. You feel her try to swallow you back down, but it's not enough. Your head pushes back into her mouth, followed quickly by the rest of your body as you're released back into the outside world. You scramble onto your feet as quick as you can. <<if $turn > 2>>Your clothes are pocked with small holes and tears where her stomach was starting to eat away at them.<<else>>You're completely drenched in digestive fluids, but otherwise no worse for wear.<</if>> Bree is bent over coughing in front of you. This is the first time you've actually seen your would-be kidnapper--she's wearing a very loose green shirt, white shorts, and has long brown hair with blonde tips. She looks up at you, glaring, and you decide not to stick around any longer, bolting away down the hall. In your escape, you make the mistake of looking back to see if she was following you just as you turn a corner. You crash headfirst into someone coming the other direction, knocking both of you onto the ground. You quickly push yourself up off of her and shift backwards. Your cheeks flare up a little as you realize you faceplanted right into her chest. "//MMmm...//" the girl grunts, looking at a now empty coffee cup in her hand, then down at the wet mark you left all over the front of her. She's a tall brunette with long, flat hair and green eyes. She's wearing a dark green sweater, tight jeans, and a pale pink scarf. On the floor behind her, a splatter of spilled coffee is settling into a puddle. Luckily, none of it seems to have actually splashed //onto// her. "Um, s-sorry," you say, getting back on your feet. <<include "playerPreyEscape">>[[Apologize and help her up->Escape- Meeting Charlotte]] [[Continue running back to your dorm->Vore-Napped- Recovery]]

<<Time 16.25>><<set $trialParticipant to true>><<if $turn > 3>>"Finally, we're here... Why did you have to be such a pain?" Bree says, coming to a stop. You hear a knocking sound ahead of you.<<else>>Your ride gets a lot more bumpy as Bree presumably heads downstairs, but you stay put. Not long after her footsteps return to normal, she comes to a stop. You hear a knocking sound ahead of you.<</if>> After a long pause, you hear a click and another voice speaks up. "What?" the voice demands.<<if $metMaeve>> You feel a slight chill run down your spine, afraid you recognized the voice. It couldn't be Maeve, could it?<</if>> "Oh I, uh, I have a delivery for later tonight," Bree says, suddenly seeming nervous. She pats the front of her gut, making it clear that //you're// the delivery. "Good, we're running a little low compared to last year. Come on, we're keeping them in the bathroom. What's your name?" "Um, it's Bree," your captor says as she starts to slowly walk again. "Oh right, you were last year's winner weren't you?" "Yep, that's me! Still going strong." "What the hell is going on here?" you shout, pushing out against Bree's stomach. "<<if $turn > 3>>She has been //so// annoying on the walk over," Bree says, squeezing you through her gut. "I hope she loses."<<else>>I told you, I'm going to let you out!"<</if>> "Matilda! Come here, we've got another drop off!" the other voice shouts.<<if $metMatilda>> Your heart sinks. It definitely //is// Maeve. What have you gotten yourself into?<</if>> "Haha, I love it when they bring 'em in their gut," <<if $metMatilda>>Matilda<<else>>another voice, likely the 'Matilda' that was just mentioned,<</if>> says. "It's a great technique." "Just seemed like the smart way to do it," Bree laughs. "So where should I--" "Just barf her up here, I'll take care of the rest." "Alright! Time to get out then, bitch," Bree says, wrapping her arms around the lower part of her gut. She pushes in on you, and the stomach walls crash in hard, relentlessly squeezing you upward. After a few painful seconds, your head finds its way up into her throat and you're ejected from the humid depths of her body out into the cool air of an unfamiliar room.<<set $outfitState to "drenched">> "Ugh, will someone //please// tell me what's going on here?" you grumble as you sit up and get your bearings. <<if $maeveSisterRelation > 0>>Before you've even fully adjusted to being outside of a stomach again, Maeve grabs your arm so tight it hurts and starts to drag you out of the bathroom. "Ow! What--" "I don't know how Sam managed to find herself such a pathetic friend, but I've already had enough of your hopeless ass," Maeve growls, pulling you along with her through her suite. You manage to struggle up onto your feet, but after only a few frantic steps Maeve opens the front door and throws you out into the hall, causing you to stumble and fall back over. "Get the hell out of here," she hisses, slamming the door. You get back to your feet, feeling a little confused. But you also get the feeling you should really take her advice. <<if $turn > 3>><<set $resilienceXP += $turn>><<ResilienceXPCheck>><</if>><<set $totalEscaped += 1>><<include "resetFromFakeout">>[[Get the hell out of here->Vore-Napped- Recovery]]<<else>>You're sitting right in the doorway of a bathroom, with <<if $metMaeve>>Maeve, Matilda, and a girl that must be Bree standing over you. This is your first time actually seeing her--she's got long brown hair with blonde tips and has a very loose green shirt on.<<else>> three girls standing over you. The one on the left is a very tall, somewhat chunky redhead with a heavy coating of freckles on her face and very messy hair. The girl in the middle, who you assume is Bree based on her position, has long brown hair with blonde tips and is wearing a very loose green shirt. The final girl is the shortest of the bunch, but manages to have the most menacing presence. She's got intensely green eyes, pale skin, and black hair.<<if $samRel > 0>> Oddly, she reminds you a lot of Sam.<</if>><</if>> "Matilda, you handle things from here. And Bree, party's not till eight, leave and come back then," <<if $metMaeve>>Maeve<<else>>the dark haired girl<</if>> says, walking away. "Of course! A-And I won't be--" "Yeah, yeah, you paid your due, you won't be on the menu." "Thank you Maeve!" Bree says, giving a little sigh of relief. "I'll see you again later tonight bitch," she says to you with a wink before following Maeve down the hall. <<if $analByMatilda>>You quickly try to make a break for it, having no interest in being anywhere near Matilda again after yesterday. Before you can get anywhere, however, Matilda grabs your arm and pulls you back close to her. "Where do you think--Oh hey, you're my butt buddy from yesterday, aren't you?" she laughs. "Couldn't stay away, could you?" "Get off me!" you grunt, uselessly trying to shake her grip. "What the hell is this?" "Someone just signed you up to be the entertainment at tonight's party! You and your friends here are gonna be the main event," she says with a grin. You look into the bathroom behind you for the first time and notice there are three other very nervous looking girls sitting on the floor, a big X mark on each of their cheeks. Your panic starts to grow. "'Entertainment'?" you say. "Yep, it'll be fun! Although, tell you what..." Matilda says, turning and bending over slightly. She wiggles her hips. "I'll let you get out of it if you and I can have some fun again.~" "NO! Absolutely not I'll do the fucking party!" you shout. "Your loss," Matilda laughs.<<else>>You slowly get up on your feet, still not really sure what's going on. You look into the bathroom behind you for the first time and notice there are three other very nervous looking girls sitting on the floor, a big X mark on each of their cheeks. "Wh-What the hell?" you stammer. "Simple, someone just signed you up to be the entertainment at tonight's party! You and your friends here are gonna be the main event," Matilda says.<</if>> She suddenly grabs you by the neck and turns your head to the side. Using her other hand, she wipes off your cheek, then pulls out a marker and draws a big X across it. "There, that's just so everyone knows who the freshman are," she says before shoving you further into the bathroom. "You all play nice now! Party's not for another couple hours." "Hey, you can't just--" you try to say, but your protest is cut off by Matilda slamming the door. Only a few seconds later, however, it opens again and she hurls a bag with a school uniform in it at you. "Oh yeah, and put this on so you're not all gross," she says. With a grin, she slams the door again. You clench your fists and start to walk toward it. "Don't bother," one of the other girls in the room says. "They put something in front of the door //and// stand right next to it. We're trapped." "Yeah, even if you manage to get out she'll just eat you. There was some blonde girl watching us earlier and one of us managed to make a break for it, but she got gulped down before she even made it five feet," another chimes in. You turn back to them. There's a blonde in a school uniform, a brunette in a hoodie, and a redhead in a bikini. "So what, we're just sitting here until they say otherwise?" "You got a better idea?" the blonde scoffs. "This is a suite full of seniors. We're fucked if we try anything." "Not just any seniors, this is Maeve McKenn's suite," the redhead says. She's sitting on the ground hugging her knees, looking embarrassed. "She's like the top dog at the school. We're double fucked." You sigh and look down at the bag of clothes, then around the bathroom. There's a curtain around the shower at least. "Do any of you know what this party thing is about?" "Not any more than you. Whatever's happening later, we're the 'entertainment'. Seems like a competition of some kind from the sounds of it," the brunette says. "Just go wash yourself off, you look disgusting," the redhead pouts. "At least she gave you a full outfit, mine got totally destroyed on the way over but all the blonde bitch gave me was this bikini that barely even fits..." You aren't sure how things went this wrong, but it seems like you really don't have any choice in the matter. <<if $turn > 3>><<set $resilienceXP += $turn>><<ResilienceXPCheck>><</if>><<include "resetFromFakeout">><<set $totalEscaped += 1>><<set $metMatilda to true>><<set $metMaeve to true>><<set $outfit to "uniform">>[[Get changed and wait->September 3rd- Before the Party]]<</if>>

<<if $trialParticipant>>You hurry back up the stairs, not feeling safe in the halls of Lampton, especially after what just happened. You make your way back over to Karbo and down to your dorm without any more trouble. When you enter, you find Emma sitting on her bed, looking worried.<<else>>You feel a little bad, but you don't want to risk hanging around so you continue running through the halls back to your dorm. If she were angry enough, she might try to eat you for the trouble, plus there's still the possibility of Bree following you. Safer to just flee. You rush back over to Karbo, down the stairs, and hurry into your dorm. Emma is sitting on her bed, looking a bit startled. <</if>> "$name? You alright?" she asks, quickly looking you over. <<if $outfitState is "damaged">>"What happened to you, I thought everyone's stomach was weakened?"<<else>>"That's just from class, right?"<</if>> "Someone grabbed me on my way back," you say, panting. "<<if $trialParticipant>>No lie, she wasn't trying to digest me, it was a kidnapping! I got dropped off in one of the senior's suites to get locked in the bathroom for... something. I never actually found out what, I lucked out and it was a girl who's sister I know running it and she let me go." "Holy shit, what?? That sort of thing goes on around here? That's scary!" Emma says, mortified. "I'm so glad you're okay! You think we should report this to the staff or something?" "No, I'm sure this falls under the same rule that eating each other is totally fine..." "You're probably right...<<if $emmaRel > 2>> I'm sorry, I should have waited for you after class! She probably would have left you alone if there were two of us..." "Don't worry about it, not your fault at all!" you assure her. <<else>>" <</if>>"I'm alright, I'm just gonna take a quick shower and change."\ <<else>>She said she was taking me somewhere, but I managed to make her throw me up before we got to where she was trying to go." "Oh my god! I'm so glad you're okay."<<if $emmaRel > 2>> She shifts to the edge of her bed. "I'm sorry, I should have waited for you after class! She probably would have left you alone if there were two of us..." "Don't worry about it, not your fault at all!" you assure her. "I'm just gonna take a quick shower and change."<<else>> "Thanks. I'm gonna take a quick shower and get changed."<</if>><</if>> You grab some fresh clothes and a towel and head into the bathroom, eager to get clean<<if $escapismLabMina or $escapismLabHaley>> after spending so long inside a stomach between lab and this<</if>>. Although you said it would be quick, it ends up being closer to twenty minutes before you finally step out of the shower to dry off. You toss <<if $outfitState is "damaged">>what's left of <</if>>your old clothes in the trash and don the new outfit you picked out.<<if $escapismLabMina or $escapismLabHaley>> They probably would have been salvageable after lab, but not after going through Bree's stomach as well.<</if>> You head back into the room and sit back on your bed with a sigh.<<if $outfit is "uniform">><<set $wardrobeUniform to false>><</if>><<set $outfitState to "normal">><<set $outfit to "normal">> "So how'd class go for you?" you ask Emma.<<if $emmaInjured>> "I saw Slate talking to you during class, was she yelling at you about not being able to participate?"<</if>> <<if $emmaInjured>>"No actually, I think I misjudged her! She's definitely stern and that comment when she excused me put me on edge, but once everyone was set she came and checked in on me. Asking about how I was recovering and stuff, it was really nice!" Emma says with a smile. "She said I could set up a time to meet with her during her office hours once I'm all healed to make up for today. Which is kinda scary, but at least I won't be behind!" "Oh, that's great!<<if $eatenBySlate>> I can say from experience it //is// pretty scary seeing how tough her stomach is, but you'll probably learn more from a one-on-one test than lab anyways.<</if>>" "Yeah!<<if $fullness < 1>> What about you, how did things go with your partner?<</if>>"\ <<else>>"It... wasn't as bad as I was expecting, honestly! I mean, still not crazy about it, and I //hated// having to be all covered in my partner's juices for a while, but the antacid made a big difference," Emma says. <<if $emmaRel > 2>>"I've kinda done some stuff like this at parties before when everyone was drunk, so I just sorta tried to get in that mindset I guess." She laughs nervously, blushing a tiny bit. "I should try and get some of those antacids for myself, come to think of it, make things way safer the next time I get blasted... Oh but anyways, I think I did really well at least, Slate seemed impressed!"<<else>>"I think I did really well too, Slate seemed impressed!"<</if>> "That's great!" "Yeah!<<if $fullness < 1>> What about you, how did things go with your partner?<</if>>"<</if>><<if $fullness < 1>> <<if $escapismLabMina>>"It was definitely interesting," you laugh. <<if $emmaInjured>>"I was paired up with this girl Mina, who's only like four feet tall. And apparently she'd never swallowed anyone before! She managed to cram me all the way in, but I wasn't even in there a minute before getting thrown up."<<else>>"Remember Mina from yesterday? I got paired up with her. And apparently she'd never even swallowed anyone before today!" "Oh my god, really? Did she even get you down? She's like half your size!" "I know! She did manage to get me all the way into her stomach, but it only lasted like thirty seconds before I got thrown up."<</if>> "Poor girl..." "Yeah, it gets worse for her. She wasn't able to do //anything// when it was my turn to swallow her. Slate made her try for the rest of the period and had her stay after class when she still accomplished nothing." "<<if !$emmaInjured>>I hope she'll be okay! She's too adorable to get eaten.<<else>>Aw, I feel kinda bad for her...<</if>>"<<else>>"It was fine. Never met my partner before but she was pretty nice so I lucked out there. Letting myself get eaten was super weird, but it wasn't so bad.<<if $day3EscapismLabFailed>> I definitely failed though, had to be let out and Slate wasn't happy.<</if>>"<</if>><</if>> While the two of you talk, your thoughts start to drift towards food. It's a little early, but<<if $ateGina>> despite what's left of Gina still working her way through your system you're starting to feel hungry<<else>> you also ate lunch pretty early so you're starting to feel pretty hungry<</if>>.<<if ($day3DormKey is "taken") and (($fullness + 4) <= $maxFullCap)>> You suddenly remember that room key you found back in Survival, and your stomach growls at the thought. Maybe it's time to pay whoever the owner is a surprise visit.<</if>> \ <<if ($day3DormKey is "taken") and (($fullness + 4) <= $maxFullCap)>>[[Go on a dorm raid->Afternoon- Dorm raid]] <</if>><<link "Go to dinner">><<replace "#choice">>"You about ready for dinner?" you ask Emma. "I'm starting to get pretty hungry." "Actually, I kinda lost my appetite in class," Emma says. "Are you cool with waiting till a bit later?" "But I'm hungry //now//!" you joke. <<if $fullness > 0>>"Really? You still look pretty full to me," she replies. "Hey, most of this isn't actually in my //stomach// at this point," you justify, patting your still bloated belly. "Which means I need more." "Too much information, but I guess that makes sense."<<else>>"It'll only be like an hour!"<</if>> [[Wait and go with Emma->September 3rd- Dinner: Emma]] [[Go to dinner now->September 3rd- Dinner: Cherry]]<</replace>><</link>><<set $trialParticipant to false>>

<<Time 19.5>><<set $outfitState to "normal">><<if $day3DinnerCherry>>You can't help but be enticed by the promise of a wild college party, so despite your reservations you decide to head to the dorm Cherry told you about. What's the worst that could happen? <<if $analByMatilda>>The hallway feels oddly familiar to you as you make your way to the door, in an unsettling way.<<else>>It's in a part of Lampton you haven't been to yet, the hall past the lounge.<</if>> Arriving at the door to L140, you give a cautious knock. After a little while, it swings open, revealing a black girl with short hair on the other side. <<set $metDonna to true>> "Uh, hi, I'm here for the party?" you say. "Are you... alone?" the girl says, squinting at you. She pokes her head out and looks up and down the hall. "Yes? Sorry, was I supposed to bring someone?" The girl bursts out laughing and grabs your arm. "Hey, what are you doing?" you protest as you're pulled into the room. She slams the door behind you, still laughing hysterically. You get a very bad feeling as you're dragged through the suite towards a door that's been blocked off with a dresser. "Donna, what the hell are you cackling about?" an annoyed voice shouts from inside one of the rooms. "You'll never believe this--some freshman just dropped //herself// off!" the girl dragging you shouts back.<<if $outfit is "uniform">> "She's even in uniform already!"<</if>> She grabs a marker off the dresser and draws something on your cheek before you even think to stop her. Using her free hand and her butt, she pushes the dresser aside. "Alright, get in there with your friends dumbass." She opens the door and shoves you in, quickly slamming it behind you. You hear the sound of the door being blocked again, accompanied by her still laughing at you. "What the hell..?" you say, a little stunned by the turn of events. You look around you<<if $analByMatilda>> and your heart skips a beat. You know why it felt familiar coming in--this is Maeve's suite. You're in the exact same bathroom Matilda let you out in yesterday. Except now, you're joined by five other freshman that all have X's drawn on their face. "Fuck..." you mutter under your breath.<<else>> and find that you're in a bathroom. Five other girls are in here with you, each with an X drawn on their cheek.<</if>> "We're all fucked, is basically all you need to know," a blonde girl in a school uniform leaning against the wall says. "What? What's happening?" "We're the 'entertainment' for tonight's party, is all we've been able to get out of the seniors," a brunette in a hoodie standing next to the other girl says. "What's your name? I'm Madison." "$name..." you say. "Ugh, we have to do more introductions..." the blonde sighs. "I'm Bella, that's Karen," she points to a very embarrassed looking redhead sitting on the floor in a bikini, "that's Sadie," she points to a short, dark skinned girl sitting on the seat of the toilet, who gives you a shy wave, "and we don't know who that is," she finishes, pointing to another blonde girl who's staring into the corner of the room. "She hasn't said anything outside of yelling at the girl that brought her here. There, now you're all caught up." "Uh, thanks I guess," you say with a sigh. "I'm gonna kill Cherry if I make it out of this..." you mutter to yourself. Without much else to do, you take a seat on the floor. Cherry said the party was starting soon, but over an hour passes without anyone coming to retrieve you for whatever they're planning.\ <<else>>You and the other girls spend a few hours trapped in the bathroom. Reluctantly, you did wash off in the shower and change into the uniform you were given. While you were all just waiting around, you and the other girls got to know each other a little. Bella, the blonde, was the first to get dropped off and has been here since before noon. The redhead, Karen, showed up not long after. Both got brought here in a stomach like you, though Karen had a much rougher ride. Madison, the girl in the hoodie, <<if $metZoey>>was apparently dropped off by Zoey, agreeing to just come with her willingly after getting cornered. You can't say you blame her.<<else>>was brought in a couple hours before you, apparently delivered by a girl that scared her so much she agreed to just come willingly.<</if>> However, it isn't just the four of you anymore. Two more girls were dropped off in the hours after your arrival--another blonde and a short, dark skinned girl named Sadie. The blonde had the misfortune of getting smuggled in up someone's ass, and you had the misfortune of having to watch them get her out. Although Sadie arguably had it worse, the girl who brought her in getting "sidetracked" on the way there and dropping the poor girl off after spending so long in her stomach that she still seems out of it. Both were given school uniforms by Matilda like you were.<</if>> "This is bullshit!" Karen says, still sitting on the ground hugging her knees to her chest. "Why did everyone but me get a uniform?" "Oh my god, //shut up//," Madison groans. "We've heard it a thousand times, we get it. You don't like the bikini. Get over it." "Um, the top few buttons are missing on my uniform, if that makes you feel a little better Karen," Sadie quietly chimes in. "Oh boo-hoo, you've got a little bit of cleavage showing, big whoop. I'm basically naked here! This top may not even fit //you// right, its way too big for me! One wrong move and my girls are out for the world to see..." Karen rants. "...Hey wait a minute! Literally all of you have an extra layer. Someone give me their jacket!" "Will you finally be quiet if I do?" Bella sighs. Before Karen can respond, the door to the bathroom flies open. "Got one last last friend for ya, freshies!" <<if $metMatilda>>Matilda<<else>>a tall redheaded girl<</if>> says, pushing another girl wearing glasses into the room. She's got short brown hair with a mint green streak running through it.<<if $metClaire>> She seems familiar.<</if>> "Oh, and I wouldn't be ditching any layers if I were you," she says, nodding at Bella. "Just a little tip from someone that knows what's coming. I'll be back in just a couple minutes, so sit tight." Giving a wicked grin, she heads out of the room and slams the door behind her. Bella looks away from Karen and slowly slides her jacket back on. "Hey come on!" Karen protests. "She's just saying that to mess with me, give it to me!" <<if $metClaire>>"Fancy meeting you here $name," the newcomer says, rubbing the X on her face with one hand. You finally remember her--it's Claire from yesterday. "Think you could fill me in on //why// we're here?" "Hey Claire. None of us completely know, but basically there's a party happening soon and we're some kind of 'entertainment' they're going to use," you explain.<<else>>"Well this is weird. I'm Claire, anyone wanna fill me in on why we're all sitting in a bathroom with marker on our face?" the newcomer asks, rubbing the X on her cheek with one hand.<<set $metClaire to true>> "There's a party happening soon and the girls in this suite are using us for some kind of competition to entertain them," Madison explains.<</if>> "Oh, that's kind of exciting! I mean also scary, but this is more interesting than just getting eaten," Claire replies. "'Exciting'!? What the hell do you mean? This is something out of a horror movie!" Karen shouts. "Ah, c'mon, sometimes you just gotta roll with things," Claire says with a shrug. "What's her deal?" She points towards the blonde girl, who's currently pacing back and forth in the corner. "Oh, the girl that brought her here shoved her up her butt to transport her. We're pretty sure she's a little traumatized from that, she hasn't said a word to us," you say. "Yikes, is it really that much worse than going in someone's gut?"<<if $analByMatilda or $analByOlivia>> "It's pretty rough..." you reply quietly.<</if>> The door suddenly flies open again, <<if $metMatilda>>Matilda<<else>>the redhead from before<</if>> standing on the other side with a big grin on her face. <<if $metMaeve>>Maeve is standing behind her this time.<<else>>A much shorter dark haired girl with green eyes is standing behind her this time. Catching her gaze for a moment sends a chill down your spine.<</if>> "On your feet! It's finally time to kick things off," <<if $metMatilda>>Matilda<<else>>the redhead<</if>> shouts with a menacing grin.<<if !$metMatilda>> "Who are they?" you whisper to Madison. "The redhead's named Matilda and the girl behind her is //Maeve fucking McKenn//, idiot," she hisses back.<<set $metMatilda to true>><<set $metMaeve to true>><</if>> [[Time to find out what you've gotten yourself into->Maeve's Party- Opening]]<<set $trialParticipant to true>>

<<set $charlotteCoffee to true>><<set $metCharlotte to true>><<set $charlotteDorm to true>>"That's totally my bad, I wasn't looking where I was going," you blurt out. "So sorry, are you okay? Here let me--" "Go get me a new one," the girl cuts in, handing you the cup in her hand. Her face is pretty unreadable, her eyelids slightly drooping and her mouth completely flat. She doesn't seem all that mad, at least. "Oh, um, where did you--" "You have to buy it at the cafe after breakfast," she sighs, getting back on her feet and shaking her outstretched hand for emphasis. You cautiously take the cup from her. "Two cream one sugar." "Uh, sure thing, but I'll have to go back to my dorm for money, and I'm a little gross so I need to wash up and get changed," you say. "Yeah, so do I now." "Right..." "Bring it to my dorm, L120," she says, walking away without waiting for any kind of confirmation. You watch her go with a slightly confused look, but with a shrug you start to make your way back to your own dorm. You cross over the bridge, head downstairs, and quickly return to your room. When you enter, you find Emma sitting on her bed, looking worried. "$name? You alright?" she asks, quickly looking you over. <<if $outfitState is "damaged">>"What happened to you, I thought everyone's stomach was weakened?<<else>>"That's just from class, right?<</if>> And why do you have coffee?" "Well, someone grabbed me on my way back," you say, putting the cup down on your bedside table. "I managed to get back out, so I'm fine, but while I was running away I accidentally knocked this other girl over and spilled her coffee. I promised I'd get her a new one after I got cleaned up." "Huh, that's pretty nice of you! I'm so glad you're okay though."<<if $emmaRel > 2>> She shifts to the edge of her bed. "I'm sorry, I should have waited for you after class! She probably would have left you alone if there were two of us..." "Don't worry about it, not your fault at all!" you assure her. "I'm just gonna take a quick shower and change."<<else>> "Thanks. I'm gonna take a quick shower and get changed."<</if>> You grab some fresh clothes and a towel and head into the bathroom, eager to get clean<<if $escapismLabMina or $escapismLabHaley>> after spending so long inside a stomach between lab and this<</if>>. You take a quick, five minute shower to refresh yourself, then dry off, don your new outfit, and head back into the room, not wanting to leave the girl waiting too long. You toss <<if $outfitState is "damaged">>what's left of <</if>>your old clothes in the trash and don the new outfit you picked out.<<if $escapismLabMina or $escapismLabHaley>> They probably would have been salvageable after lab, but not after going through Bree's stomach as well.<</if>><<if $outfit is "uniform">><<set $wardrobeUniform to false>><</if>><<set $outfitState to "normal">><<set $outfit to "normal">> "Well, I shouldn't leave her waiting too long so I'll be back in a little bit," you tell Emma as you return to the room. You quickly fish a few dollars out of your wallet and grab the empty coffee cup, noticing for the first time that neither of you bothered to pick up the top. <<if $emmaRel > 2>>"You want me to go with you? Stay a little safer?" Emma offers. "Thank you! But I'm sure I'll be okay, no way I'll get grabbed twice this close together, right?" "It's more likely now that you said it, but I guess if you're sure," Emma says with a slight smile. "Stay safe!"<<else>>"Stay safe!" Emma says.<</if>> You head out into the hall and back upstairs. As you move across the bridge and through Lampton, you carefully check the halls to see if Bree is still lurking before hurrying through over to the dining hall. You head down through the relatively empty room and over to the cafe in the far corner. You hadn't paid it any attention outside of its mention on the tour, so this is your first time seeing what it's actually like inside. It's like a mini convenience store--a few shelves and refrigerators filled with snack food and drinks lining the cramped walls. In the middle of the floor is an island with a few miscellaneous non-food supplies, like tissues and notebooks. At the far end is the counter where you pay, a very bored looking woman working the register. It looks like they sell a few baked goods on top of everything, and to the right side of the counter you spot a milkshake machine and, finally, a coffee maker. You head over and refill her cup as she requested, getting a new lid to put on it. After paying, you hurry back out and head down the halls of Lampton to find her room. It doesn't take too long to arrive at the door. You give a hesitant knock. "Um, I have your coffee," you say when there's no response, knocking again a little harder. Just as you're starting to fear you have the wrong room, the door slowly creaks open about half way. The girl from earlier stands in the opening, now wearing a mint tank top instead of the sweater you ruined but keeping the same scarf draped around her shoulders. There's a book in her left hand that has her full attention. She holds out her other hand to take the coffee without even looking up at you. "Sorry again about earlier, um..?" you say, handing her the cup. "Charlotte," she says, darting her eyes over to you for only a second. She grabs the coffee and immediately takes a sip, seems satisfied, then turns away to head back into her room. "Thanks," she says, kicking the door closed behind her. You blink and stand there for a few seconds, expecting there to have been a little bit more to that interaction. With a shrug, you head down the hall towards the stairs to return to your own dorm. <<Charlotte 1>> You return to your room just in time for your stomach to growl, evidently having been enticed by what you saw in the cafe. <<if ($day3DormKey is "taken") and (($fullness + 4) <= $maxFullCap)>> You suddenly remember that room key you found back in Survival, and your stomach growls even louder at the thought. Maybe it's time to pay whoever the owner is a surprise visit.<</if>> \ <<if ($day3DormKey is "taken") and (($fullness + 4) <= $maxFullCap)>>[[Go on a dorm raid->Afternoon- Dorm raid]] <</if>><<link "Go to dinner">><<replace "#choice">>"You about ready for dinner?" you ask Emma. "I'm starting to get pretty hungry." "Actually, I kinda lost my appetite in class," Emma says. "Are you cool with waiting till a bit later?" "But I'm hungry //now//!" you joke. <<if $fullness > 0>>"Really? You still look pretty full to me," she replies. "Hey, most of this isn't actually in my //stomach// at this point," you justify, patting your still bloated belly. "Which means I need more." "Too much information, but I guess that makes sense."<<else>>"It'll only be like an hour!"<</if>> [[Wait and go with Emma->September 3rd- Dinner: Emma]] [[Go to dinner now->September 3rd- Dinner: Cherry]]<</replace>><</link>>

<<if $time < 18>><<Time 18>><</if>><<set $day3DinnerEmma to true>><<if $day3DormKey is "used">>You head back across the bridge and down the stairs, your shoulders sagging. When you arrive at your dorm, you find Emma sitting at the edge of her bed doing something on her phone. "Heya $name! I was just starting to wonder if you'd be back in time for dinner or not," she beams. "How did... whatever it was you were doing go?" "Not the best," you sigh. Your stomach growls in agreement. "Aw, I'm sorry. You sound hungry though, want to hit the dining hall?" <<if $emmaRel > 2>>You smile. <</if>>"Yeah, let's do it."<<else>>"Yeah, fine, I guess I'll just starve a little bit longer," you say, giving her a smirk so she knows you're joking. <<if $emmaRel > 3>>"Oh come on, you know you'd miss me if we didn't go together," Emma says with a smile. "Maybe," you reply. "Heh, thanks $name."<<else>>"Thanks $name! It won't be too too long," Emma replies.<</if>> The two of you relax in your room a while longer, chatting a little to pass the time. You flip on the TV and lounge back on your bed. You settle on watching a new crime show that people have been buzzing about, but by the end of the first episode you've both pretty much lost interest already and turn your attention to your phones instead. Right around the time your hunger is really starting to kick in, Emma yawns and speaks up. "Alright, I think I'm ready for some food now. Wanna head out?" "I thought you'd never ask," you say, practically jumping off the bed. "Jeez, I didn't think you were that serious," Emma says with a laugh as she puts her shoes on. "Sorry for keeping you that long." <<if $emmaRel > 2>>"Just don't let it happen again," you tease.<<else>>"Ah you're fine, no worries," you reply.<</if>><</if>> You head out into the hall and start to make your way over to Lampton. The rain is finally starting to slow down, but it's still far too wet out to go outdoors if you don't have to. Everyone else seems to have felt the same and the path over the bridge and down to the dining hall is actually pretty busy at the moment. Luckily, you don't find any trouble on the way over, or even see any familiar faces for that matter. The two of you fix your plates and find a table to sit at, choosing one near the windows. Pizza is on the menu for dinner tonight, the buffet line consisting of only salad and pizzas with various kinds of toppings. It's not the best you've ever had, but far from bad. "Well, today has been much better than yesterday!" Emma says as she digs in<<if $emmaInjured>>, using her left hand to hold the slice to avoid getting her bandage all greasy<</if>>. "How are you feeling?" <<if $analByMatilda>>"It's kinda hard to be worse than yesterday," you say, thinking back on how you spent your Monday. "But yeah, things definitely seem less crazy."<<elseif $eatenByBree or $eatenByAlesha>>"I mean, it hasn't been //great// for me, but yeah, things definitely seem to have calmed down fast," you reply.<<else>>"Pretty good, things have definitely calmed down fast compared to yesterday!" you reply.<</if>> "Yeah, seriously! I was starting to have second thoughts after yesterday, but today was much more of what I was expecting."<<if $emmaInjured>> She smiles, but seems to zone out a little after saying that. She runs her bandaged hand through her hair and snaps back out of it.<</if>> <<if $emmaRel > 4>>"Well, I'm glad you're not planning to drop out! I don't think another roommate could ever measure up after you," you say with a smile. "Aw, thanks $name!" Emma beams. "I'd never trade you for anyone else either."<<elseif !$emmaInjured>>"Still that optimistic even after lab?" "Yep! Not even close to my favorite thing, but I knew we'd have to do stuff like that, and now that I've gotten through it once the pressure's off!"<<else>>"Yeah, I think we'll be fine if this is an average day."<</if>> The two of you keep chatting while you eat, continuing to discuss class and your feelings on the school. After a little while, there's a pause in the conversation<<if $emmaInjured>>, Emma seeming to zone out a little again<</if>>. \ <<if $emmaInjured>><<link "Ask if she's doing alright">><<replace "#choice">>"So... how are you doing? You still feeling alright after going through most of the day?" you ask, worried that her injuries are still getting her down. "Oh, I'm fine," she replies with a slight smile. "Thanks for asking! I'm sure this'll clear up in a day or two thanks to the nurse." She looks down at her bandaged hand and goes quiet for a few seconds. "I'm just a little spooked still, I guess. Like, this happened while we were just walking down the hall!" "I know what you mean, I thought you were gone for good for a while yesterday... But everything worked out in the end! And we've already seen that things have mellowed out after yesterday, I don't think you need to worry as much about that happening again." "Unless I run into Zoey again..." Emma mumbles. She starts to fidget with her hair a little again. "O-Oh, but I don't wanna be a downer! I'm okay, really. I'm a big girl, you don't have to worry about me!" she says with a half-hearted laugh. <<if $emmaRel > 3>>"It's your hair, isn't it?" you say. "Huh? What do you--" "Every time you start to get back to your usual self, you start focusing on your hair and get dragged back down. Is //that// what's got you so down?" "...would it be dumb if it was?" she says, looking down and blushing a little. "Of course not!" "I mean, not even a little dumb? I had a near-death experience and the thing that's really got me down is that my hair is ruined," she says with a little laugh. You start to smile with her, but then you notice her sniffle. "It's... it's not just that, but it's like... //this// hurts," she holds up her bandaged hand, "but it's already pretty much gone. But my hair is messed up for a long time, you know? I had it perfect before, I loved that look! It was so... me. But now it looks awful and it's just gonna be a reminder of what happened while I wait forever for it to grow back..." "Hey," you say softly. "That's not a dumb thing to be upset about at all, you lost something important to you. And I know you might not believe me, but you still look great like this! You can't change what happened, but what you can do is roll with the punches, make //this// look your own." She gives you a big smile and quickly wipes her eye before a tear gets out. "Thank you, $name, I needed that. You really are the best, you know that?" You return her smile.<<else>>You give her a somewhat worried smile, but you decide not to push her. It's still pretty fresh, you're sure she'll get over it fully before long.<</if>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</replace>><</link>> <</if>><<if $emmaInfo6 > 0>><<link "Ask about photography">><<replace "#choice">>"You mentioned you were into photography, right?" you ask. "Yeah! I love taking pictures, it's like you're capturing a moment. I mostly just use my phone so I definitely wouldn't say I'm a professional or anything, but I've taken some pretty shots!" she says excitedly. "Can I see some of your stuff?" "Oh for sure!" She pulls out her phone and quickly scrolls through until she seems to settle on something. "Here, this is a good one!" she says, leaning over the table so she can show you while also looking. On the screen is a shockingly high quality picture of a sunflower, perfectly framed and in focus with the background blurred for effect. "Woah, this is really something you took? It looks great Emma!" "Thank you! Oh oh, here, this is probably my best one, it's from last January." She brings up a beautiful landscape shot of a snowy field at sunset.<<set $emmaInfo6 to 2>> "That's so good! What got you into this?" you ask as she starts to scroll through some more of her stuff. "Nance recommended it to me back when I was just starting high school, and I ended up loving it!" Emma explains. "Ha, she said I needed a 'less destructive' hobby after I'd started partying so much!" "'Nance'?" you ask. "Oh I haven't talked much about her yet, have I? Nancy is my older sister! Here I'll pull up a picture of us..." She sits back to focus on her phone for a second or two, then goes back to sharing her screen with you. It's a selfie of Emma with her hair in a ponytail and one arm wrapped around the shoulder of a taller girl with long blonde hair and glasses. Emma has a big smile and her free hand is flashing a peace sign at the camera, but the other girl doesn't seem very enthusiastic about being in the picture. "She's a big 'ol nerd but she's alright."<<set $emmaInfo4 to 1>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</replace>><</link>> <</if>><<if ($emmaInfo4 > 0) or ($emmaInfo5 > 0)>><<link "Ask about her siblings">><<replace "#choice">>"What are your brother and sister like? You mentioned them the other day," you ask. "Yeah I didn't end up saying much about them, did I?" Emma laughs. "Well let's see, my brother Nick is human garbage, and m--" "Woah hold up, we can't just brush past that!" you say, your jaw dropping a little. "<<if $emmaRelation1 > 0>>You weren't even that mean to Betty!<<else>>I don't think I've ever heard you say something that mean about someone!<</if>>" "Believe me, I wouldn't say it if it wasn't true," she says with a sigh. "He is //the worst//, $name. I don't even wanna get into it right now cause It's been a pretty good day."<<set $emmaInfo5 to 1>> "Yeesh, I don't even know if I wanna know." "Maybe not! I can tell you about my sister Nancy though!" "Is she not human garbage?" "Oh god no, she's a saint compared to him!" Emma laughs. "You'd never know we were related if I didn't tell you though, me and Nance are totally different people! I mean first off she's a huge nerd, like I think she kinda //enjoys// math somehow? And she's pretty quiet and likes to hole up by herself." "Yeah this doesn't sound like you at all." "I know! She's not so bad though, she's given me some pretty good advice over the years. Sometimes she gets pretty grumpy with me, and sometimes she can be a real wet blanket, but for the most part she's nice." "How much older is she?" "Only a couple years, she's twenty! She's off at a 'real' college right now studying to be a doctor of books or something." "I don't think that's a profession," you say with a laugh. "Shut up, the real title has like five words in it and I can never remember them all!" she giggles.<<set $emmaInfo4 to 2>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</replace>><</link>><<else>>\ <<link "Ask about her family">><<replace "#choice">>"What's your family like?" you ask. "My parents and sister are great! And also I have a brother," she says. You make a face, but she continues before you can question that last part. "Yeah my mom and dad are like, the best! They're super nice, and super supportive! I mean, I guess any parents willing to pay for //vore school// have to be. They never had a problem with all my partying or anything!" "What about your sister?" "Nancy is alright. She's pretty nice most of the time, but we're like totally different people. Like imagine the opposite of me in personality and interests, I think our looks are the only thing we have in common," Emma explains. "We also have a cat named Jaz! She counts as part of the family." "Oh definitely! And what about--" "We don't have to talk about him," Emma says, smiling and shaking her head. "Got it," you say with a shrug.<<set $emmaInfo4 to 1>><<set $emmaInfo5 to 1>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</replace>><</link>><</if>> <<link "Ask about high school">><<replace "#choice">>"So what was high school like for you? With you being such a party animal I bet we had pretty different experiences," you say. "Haha, I guess you're probably right!" Emma says. "'Cause my high school experience is basically just a blur of crazy parties and drinking. Coasted by on straight C's pretty much! I think the only time I ever got an A was in Photography, so it doesn't really count," she laughs. "But anyways, the fun stuff! There was this one time that Cindy..."<<set $emmaInfo6 to 1>> She proceeds to launch into a long string of stories of her various party escapades, not actually reaching the end of most stories before moving on to a new one. You seem to have triggered some very exciting nostalgia for her, and you can't help but smile even if it's hard to follow most of her explanations. She mentions over a dozen names as she goes on, never seeming to bring up the same person more than once. She really must have been popular. Eventually she cuts herself off and apologizes for rambling so much. Not wanting to bore her with your mundane high school experience, you move on to a new subject. <<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</replace>><</link>> The two of you keep talking while you eat, enjoying the peaceful ambiance created by the rain outside. You watch through the window as the sun sets and dusk turns completely to night. Eventually, your conversation slows, a fair amount of time after you both finished eating. "Well, I think it's probably time to turn in for the night," Emma says, stretching out.<<if $emmaRel < 3>> <<Emma 1>><</if>> [[Head back to your dorm->September 3rd- Evening]]<<if $fullness is 0>><<set $stamina += 8>><<set $stamina to Math.clamp($stamina, 0, $staminaMax)>><</if>>

<<Time 16.75>>"Sorry, but I'm seriously hungry, I'm still gonna head over now," you tell her. "Oh, alright! I'm sure Mal or Sunny will be free when I'm ready. Stay safe!" Emma says<<if $emmaRel > 3>>, a hint of disappointment in her voice<</if>> "I'll do my best! See you later," you say, heading out into the hall. The rain is finally starting to slow down, but it's still far too wet out to go outdoors if you don't have to, so you opt to take the bridge over. When you arrive, you head straight for the buffet line. Pizza is on the menu for tonight, the whole station consisting of only pizza with various toppings and salad. You grab a couple slices and head over to an empty table by the window. <<if !$metCherry>>You have a pleasantly peaceful meal, <<if $emmaRel > 2>>if maybe a little lonely, <</if>>sitting and watching the rain come down outside. No one bothers you or causes you any trouble while you work through your food. You think back on the day and how things are going at the school, finding it nice to have a moment all to yourself. After a while, your hunger is satisfied and you decide to head back to your dorm. [[Return to your dorm->September 3rd- Evening]]<<else>><<set $day3DinnerCherry to true>><<set _cherryMischief to false>>Shortly after you sit down, someone drops down a plate stacked with pizza and hops into the seat across from you. <<if $cherryRel > 0>>It's Cherry from yesterday, a big grin on her face.<<else>>A grinning girl with bright red hair and eyes stares back at you as you give her a startled look. With such a distinct look, you quickly recognize her as one of the girls from your misadventure yesterday morning and get nervous.<</if>> "Fancy meeting you here!" she says. <<if $cherryRel < 1>>She tilts her head at you. "What's with the look? Don't tell me you forgot your dear friend Cherry!" "What do you want with me?" you ask, thinking about whether or not to bail right now. "Oh don't get your taters in a tot, it's not Monday anymore! I had fun with one of your classmates later anyways so I don't even care about that anymore. You ever make it to the right class?" <<if $introA > 0>>"Yeah, no thanks to you and your friend..."<<else>>"No, I had more urgent things to worry about after what you and your friend did..." you reply, glaring at her a little.<</if>> "Don't be like that, you're the one that made the mistake!" she pouts. "But anyways, you're not in danger anymore. And you happen to be the only person here this early that I know, so you get the honor of chatting with me!" "Uh, alright then... cool," you say with a nervous smile. You furrow your brow a little as you watch her take a slice of pizza, roll it up into a tube, then swallow the whole thing in one go without chewing. "Oh god you're so awkward," she says, rolling her eyes. "Just roll with it, talk about whatever you want!"<<else>><<if $day2LunchEmma>>"Where's your girlfri--I mean, roommate at?" "You mean Emma?" you ask, squinting at her a little. "She wasn't hungry yet." "Wow and you couldn't wait a little while for her even though it's barely five? Yikes, maybe I //was// wrong about your relationship," Cherry laughs. "I'm just kidding, we wouldn't get to chat if you hadn't come now! What's on your mind?"<<elseif $analAteOlivia>>"I see Liv is treating you well<<if $fat > 30>>, really plumping you up<</if>>." "Oh, um... you're not--" "//*Pfft*//, don't even trip, I would have stopped you if I cared," Cherry says. "You actually sucking her up your butt made that whole detour //so// much more fun. Besides, since she's chubbing you up right now, by the transitive property //we're// friends now. So let's chat!"<<else>>"You ever make it to the class you were supposed to be at?" "Uh, hi. Yeah, I made it just in time after... that." "And could you sit right once you got there?" she asks with an impish smile. You give her an annoyed look. "Ah relax!" she laughs. "You made a good impression so I thought I'd come chat. Also you're the only person here this early I know! What's on your mind?"<</if>><</if>> \<<set $counter to 0>> \ \<<linkreplace "Ask about her hair ">><<set $counter += 1>>\ <<append "#text">> <<set $cherryInfo1 to 1>>"<<if $counter is 1>>Um, alright... <</if>>Why did you decide to dye your hair?" you ask. "Because it looks //amazing// like this, obviously," she says with a grin. "Red is the best color there is, of course it's what I wanted my hair to be! Plus, you know, Cherry--it fits." "Yeah, fair enough I guess! It does suit you," you say. "But I'm curious, what's your actual hair color?" "Oh you don't wanna be asking those questions, trust me." She smirks and bounces her eyebrows at you. "Everyone who knew the answer to that is filling out my thighs right now.~" "O-Oh, got it," you say, not realizing it was such a touchy subject. "Except my parents I guess, but they don't count!" she adds with a giggle. <</append>><<if $counter is 2>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><<replace "#choices">><</replace>><</if>><</linkreplace>>\ \<<linkreplace "Talk about classes ">><<set $counter += 1>>\ <<append "#text">> "<<if $counter is 1>>Um, alright... <</if>>I've only had a couple classes so far, <<if $escapismLabMina or $escapismLabHaley>>I actually had lab for the first time earlier today<<else>>but they've been pretty interesting<</if>>," you say. "You're a sophomore right? What are things like for you, just more of the same?" <<if $escapismLabMina or $escapismLabHaley>>"Ooo first lab already! Tell me about that first! Did you have fun? Anything crazy happen?" she asks excitedly. "Oh, uh, it was<<if $escapismLabMina>>... interesting. My partner wasn't very good at, well, anything, so it was pretty easy," you explain. "Aw, that's no fun. Lab is where you really get to enjoy the struggle without worrying about the dying part!"<<else>> alright. Kinda strange to let yourself get eaten, but honestly it wasn't as bad as I was expecting," you explain.<<if $day3EscapismLabFailed>> You leave out the part where you failed to escape your partner in time.<</if>> "Yeah, you get used to it pretty quick! Probably not the strangest thing you'll do here either!"<</if>> Cherry replies. "But anyways--Me! <<else>>"Oh, its way better than that crummy first semester schedule!" Cherry says. "<</if>>I've got a lot of fun stuff going on this year! You only have to take that stupid anatomy class first semester, and sophomore year we aren't even required to take a survival class anymore! I'm all loaded up on alt classes, it's gonna be fun." "Alt classes?" "Yeah you know, the ones where you give some of your other holes a turn!" Cherry says with a grin. "You aren't //required// to take any of them, and since they're 'alternate' kinds of vore, most people generalize them as 'alt classes'. But yeah, taking Anal Vore last semester was a gamechanger! It's so much more fun that way.~" <<if ($analAteOlivia or ($wrongClassroomStars is "tested") or ($wrongClassroomStars is "failed")) and !$eatenByOlivia>>"It was definitely an... interesting experience yesterday..." you say, blushing a little. "But I don't know if I could do that as a regular thing. Or in a big class, that would be so awkward!" "Oh come on $name, you know you liked it," Cherry says, giving you a smug look. <<if $cherryRel > 1>>"It's not so hard once you get the hang of it. Tell you what, sometime when I'm free I'll show you the ropes, if you're up for it." "You... well..." you say, wrapping your head around the offer. "Haha, you don't have to answer now, I'll ask again when I actually have the time," she says with a wink.<<set $cherryTeachAnal to 1>> <</if>><<else>>"It's, uh, definitely different." "Hey, don't knock it 'till you try it," she says with a wink. <</if>>"But anyways, this semester I'm also taking unbirth for the first time and I'm super excited! First class is tomorrow, I can't wait!" <</append>><<if $counter is 2>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><<replace "#choices">><</replace>><</if>><</linkreplace>>\ \<<linkreplace "Talk about yesterday ">><<set $counter += 1>>\ <<append "#text">> "<<if $counter is 1>>Um, alright... <</if>>So, uh, what did you do during the massacre?" you ask. "Oh, bold! I wouldn't have wanted to know when I was a freshman," she says. "Well, <<if ($wrongClassroomStars != "yes") and ($wrongClassroomStars != "no")>>other than messing with you in the morning,<</if>> I didn't go crazy or anything, but I did prank this one gullible girl into thinking one of the seniors was a teacher. Not sure what happened to her after she went to ask for help!" she says with a laugh. "Ah and then later instead of dinner I got one of them to come back to my room and showed her to the back entrance.~" "Seems like you had fun then..." "Well duh, I don't know what you expected when you asked," she laughs. "What about you? You <<if $analAteOlivia>>got to eat a sophomore and lived through the rest of the day, it can't have been too bad<<else>>lived so it can't have been too bad<</if>>." "<<if $eatenByZoeyMulti>>I don't know, right after leaving at lunch me and Emma ran into this girl Zoey and she swallowed both of us," you say. "I'm amazed we even made it out... she was crazy, her whole room was full of //trophies//." "Oof, yeah that's some bad luck," Cherry says, grinning. "Everyone knows Zoey, kind of impressive you guys made it out at all but you're not out of the woods yet. Or ever really unless you get someone to eat her, which no one's pulled off yet. She never gives up her prey." "Cool..." you say meekly.<<elseif $eatenByErika or $eatenByLeila or $eatenByBetty or $eatenByAlex or $eatenByMorgan>>Well, I did end up spending some time in a stomach if you're wondering<<if $eatenByOlivia or $analByOlivia>>, and that's not even counting you and Olivia in the morning<</if>>," you say. "So it definitely wasn't a great time." "Ah you get used to it," Cherry says, waving a hand at you. "It's part of the fun."<<else>>I mean honestly, not the worst, pretty uneventful compared to what I was expecting," you say. "Still very stressful though." "Well count yourself lucky! I had to go through a whole gauntlet last year. Kinda fun in hindsight!" Cherry says.<</if>> <</append>><<if $counter is 2>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><<replace "#choices">><</replace>><</if>><</linkreplace>><<if $cherryInquiry1 > 0>>\ \<<linkreplace "Ask about her name ">><<set $counter += 1>>\ <<append "#text">> <<set _cherryMischief to true>>"<<if $counter is 1>>Alright, well... <</if>><<if $cherryInquiry1 is 2>>Are you //sure// your real name is Cherry? You've gotta level with me," you say, still not convinced after your talk yesterday.<<else>>Is Cherry your real name?" you ask.<</if>> "Of course it is, don't be silly!" she says, narrowing her eyes at you a little. "<<if $cherryInquiry1 is 2>>I thought we already went through this. <</if>>Is $name //your// real name?" "Yeah, sorry. I don't know, just never met someone named Cherry before! It stuck out to me," you say. "Well don't be so nosy, curiosity killed the cat you know," she says with a smirk.<<set $cherryInquiry1 to 2>><<replace "#continue">>You and Cherry keep talking while you eat. She's a bit odd, and you're weirded out by how she eats all of her food whole, but her quirkiness keeps the conversation fun. After a while, she abruptly jumps to her feet. "Well, I'm just about out of time. Lot's to do this early on you know!" she says. "You know, there's this big party happening tonight, everyone invited! Everyone has a little fun now that the massacre's over. Not sure if I'll end up going, but you should check it out! Room L140, right down the hall there, it actually starts pretty soon." You raise an eyebrow slightly, getting a strange feeling from her offer. <<if $heardAboutTrial>>"This wouldn't happen to be the same party Sunny specifically told me to stay away from, would it?" you ask, crossing your arms. "Girl, I don't know shit about what Sunny told you," Cherry shrugs. "Just thought I'd let you know. Well, see ya!"<<else>>"Really? Even freshman?" "Yep! Fun stuff. Well, see ya!"<</if>> "See you around!" you say. With a wave, Cherry heads off on her way. Not long after she leaves you get up to head back to your dorm as well. You're a little skeptical, but you could also go check out that party Cherry was telling you about. [[Go to the party->September 3rd- Before the Party]] [[Head back to your dorm->September 3rd- Evening]]<</replace>> <</append>><<if $counter is 2>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><<replace "#choices">><</replace>><</if>><</linkreplace>>\<</if>> \ You and Cherry keep talking while you eat. She's a bit odd, and you're weirded out by how she eats all of her food whole, but it keeps the conversation fun. After a while, she abruptly jumps to her feet. "Well, I'm just about out of time. Lot's to do this early on you know!" she says. "See ya!" "See you around!" you say. With a wave, Cherry heads off on her way. Not long after she leaves you get up to head back to your dorm as well.<<if $cherryRel < 2>> <<Cherry 1>><</if>> [[Head back to your dorm->September 3rd- Evening]]<</if>><<if $fullness is 0>><<set $stamina to Math.min($stamina+8, $staminaMax)>><</if>>

<<Time 16.75>>You head down the stairs and back to your dorm. When you step inside, you're met by a <<if $emmaRel > 2>>very worried looking<<else>>concerned<</if>> Emma. "$name! Are you ok? You never showed up to class and I started to really worry," she says. "On top of already being worried about class..." "Yeah, sorry, I'm fine. I met up with a friend after Survival and we got kinda caught up doing a thing," you say. You decide not to tell her what you were up to for now, since it ended up being a bust. "How did lab go?<<if $emmaInjured>> Did Slate make you participate?<</if>>" <<if $emmaInjured>>"Nope, I was so relieved!" Emma replies. "I think I misjudged her! She's definitely stern and she added kind of a rude comment when she announced I was exempt, but once everyone was set she came and checked in on me. Asking about how I was recovering and stuff, it was really nice!" Emma says with a smile. "She said I could set up a time to meet with her during her office hours once I'm all healed to make up for today. Which is kinda scary, but at least I won't be behind!" "Oh, that's great!<<if $eatenBySlate>> I can say from experience it //is// pretty scary seeing how tough her stomach is, but you'll probably learn more from a one-on-one test than lab anyways.<</if>>"\ <<else>>"It... wasn't as bad as I was expecting, honestly! I mean, still not crazy about it, and I //hated// having to be all covered in my partner's juices for a while, but the antacid made a big difference," Emma says. <<if $emmaRel > 2>>"I've kinda done some stuff like this at parties before when everyone was drunk, so I just sorta tried to get in that mindset I guess." She laughs nervously, blushing a tiny bit. "I should try and get some of those antacids for myself, come to think of it, make things way safer the next time I get blasted... Oh but anyways, I think I did really well at least, Slate seemed impressed!"<<else>>"I think I did really well too, Slate seemed impressed!"<</if>> "That's great!"<</if>> "Yeah! I don't know how happy she's gonna be that you skipped though<<if $escapismA is 0>>, especially since you didn't go yesterday either. She probably thinks you got eaten<</if>>," Emma says. <<if $emmaRel > 2>>"Who would have thought //you// would be the one to chicken out of lab day," she adds with a little laugh.<</if>> "<<if $emmaRel > 2>>Hey, I didn't chicken out, it was a calculated decision!" you reply. <<if $escapismA is 0>>"Probably not a great one, but still. <<else>>"<</if>>You want to go grab dinner? I'm feeling pretty hungry."<<else>>"Yeah I'm sure I'll be in trouble tomorrow..." you reply. "You want to go grab dinner? I'm feeling pretty hungry."<</if>> "Actually, I kinda lost my appetite in class," Emma says. "Are you cool with waiting till a bit later?" "But I'm hungry //now//!" you joke. <<if $fullness > 0>>"Really? You still look pretty full to me," she replies. "Hey, most of this isn't actually in my //stomach// at this point," you justify, patting your still bloated belly. "Which means I need more." "Too much information, but I guess that makes sense."<<else>>"It'll only be like an hour!"<</if>> [[Wait and go with Emma->September 3rd- Dinner: Emma]] [[Go to dinner now->September 3rd- Dinner: Cherry]]

<<if $trialParticipant>><<Time 28>><<set $overexerted to true>>You stumble back to your dorm, bloated, aching, and drunk. Your belly sloshes with alcohol and leftover junior as you make your way upstairs, over the bridge, then back down the stairs to your door. After fumbling with the key for a while, you're finally able to get inside. Emma is fast asleep on her bed, evidently a pretty heavy sleeper if your battle with the lock trying to get in didn't wake her. You collapse onto your own bed, not even bothering to get under your blanket as the night finally catches up to you and you doze off. <<CapacityXPCheck>><<else>><<Time 22>><<set $outfit to "pjs">><<set $outfitState to "normal">>You head into the bathroom to get ready for bed, following your usual nightly routine. While you brush your teeth<<if !$day3Workout>> and get changed<</if>>, you think about what's in store for tomorrow. The first day of clubs should be exciting! You take one last look at yourself in the mirror before heading off to bed. <<include "Weight Gain">>\ <<Recap>> <</if>>[[Go to sleep->September 3rd to 4th]]

<<Time 18>><<set $ateJackie to true>><<set $preyName to "Jackie">><<set $preyHealthMax to 24>><<set $preyResilience to 0>><<set $preyFrustration to 0>><<set $preyExhaustion to 0>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "Jackie_PredActions">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "Jackie_Struggle">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "Jackie(TEXT)">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Eat Jackie- Fail">><<set $preySize to 5>><<set $fullness += $preySize>><<set _enraged to false>>\ You lie in wait behind the door as she approaches. It's the perfect setup, but you curse in your head as you realize she can definitely see you in the mirror. It also gives you a look at your target for the first time, at least: a doe-eyed, dark-skinned girl with short black hair. She's wearing a black and pink spaghetti strap top and a short skirt. Luckily, she isn't paying much attention and turns to head straight for the toilet, not even fully closing the door. Right as she seems to register the other figure in the mirror and does a double take, you make your move. You shove the door closed with a click and rush toward her. She screams and jumps back, almost falling over. "Who the heck are you!?" she shrieks, her eyes wide. "God you almost gave me a heart attack... How did you even get in here?" You grab her arm and pull her close<<if $fullness > 5>>, her body gently pressing against your still slightly distended gut<</if>>. She lets out a little yelp in surprise, but in her shock isn't putting up much of a fight at all. "Name's $name, I guess Karen let me in," you say with a little laugh. Without waiting for a response, you grip her arms tight, open your mouth wide, and start to swallow her head. @@color:yellowgreen;You overpowered your prey.@@ You move quickly, gulping down her head and squeezing her shoulders into your mouth. She still doesn't react much, just squirming her arms against your grip a little bit. She tries to say something, sending an odd sensation through your throat. You swallow hard to move her along, gliding across her chest as you lean down to bring her in. With one more swallow, you grab her legs and hoist them up overhead to make finishing the job easier. "Gah!" You hear her muffled voice gasp. Your stomach must have stretched enough for her to have room to talk. "What do you mean Karen let you in? Did she really not like me that much?" You keep swallowing, feeling her hips push past your lips. She starts to kick her legs frantically, but it's much too late and you have no trouble keeping her under control. It's not long before her feet slide past your tongue and the last of her is on its way down to your gut. You <<if $fullness > 5>>rest a hand on your bloated belly and grimace a little, feeling absolutely stuffed. Maybe it wasn't the best idea to eat her while some of $lastPrey was still sloshing around.<<else>>smile and rest a hand on your distended, slightly wriggling belly.<</if>> "//*UUUUrp*// Ahh, you really hit the //*urp*// spot," you tease. "And what I meant is that if you're here, this must be Karen's key I used to get in.~"<<set $sceneAttack to 0>><<set $sceneDefense to 0>><<done>><<include $sceneActionsLink>><<replace "#actionReminder">><<PredActionReminder>><</replace>><</done>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "predOptions">></div>

<<Time 18>>You lie in wait behind the door as she approaches. It's the perfect setup, but you curse in your head as you realize she can definitely see you in the mirror. It also gives you a look at your target for the first time, at least: a doe-eyed, dark-skinned girl with short black hair. She's wearing a black and pink spaghetti strap top and a short skirt. Unfortunately, before she's even crossed the threshold of the door, the two of you lock eyes in the mirror. She stops dead in her tracks and for a brief moment neither of you react. Then she shrieks and jumps back away from the bathroom. "Who the heck are you!?" she screams, her eyes wide. "God you almost gave me a heart attack... How did you even get in here?" "Uh... it's me Karen?" you say sheepishly, stepping out from behind the door. You slowly start to creep closer to her, not giving up just because you lost the element of surprise. "What? No you're not, I know what Karen looks like dummy! How did you--Hey, stay back!" Jackie says, brandishing her own key like it was a knife. "This is my space, you can't get me here!" "You wanna bet?" you grin, lunging forward. To your surprise, she actually jumps out of the way in time and completely evades you, making you crash into one of the beds. You quickly get back up, but find that she's now standing in the bathroom with the door almost closed, only her head and the hand that's threatening you with her key sticking out. "Go away please!" she says, jabbing the key in your direction. You start to rush for the door, but with a yelp she slams it in your face. Desperately, you try to force it open, but you hear the lock click moments before you can make the attempt. "I can stay in here all day if I have to!" Jackie calls out. @@color:orange;Your strength fails you.@@ You bang on the door a few times, but you realize there's no point. "Fine, I'm going, but I'll be back again tomorrow!" you shout to Jackie. With a sigh, you head out of the room and into the hall. With a smirk, you reach for Karen's key and start to plan out your next visit to Jackie, but when you don't find it you freeze. You cover your face with one hand and sigh--it must have somehow managed to fall out when you lunged at her. Feeling defeated, you start to trudge back to your own dorm. [[Head to your dorm->September 3rd- Dinner: Emma]]

<<if $preyHealth <= 0>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _enraged>>Eventually, Jackie's struggling finally starts to die down for good. Her movements slow and weaken, and gradually her heavy breathing gets drowned out by the gurgling sounds of your belly at work. With a sigh of relief, you shift yourself into a more comfortable position on the bed. Gently running one hand along your gut, you start to feel an immense sense of satisfaction. Now that it's over, you feel like overcoming such intense fighting made the meal even better. To be sure of your victory, you give your stomach a firm squeeze. Your fingers sink in quite a bit and you can feel how soft its contents have gotten. There's no response other than a loud belch escaping through your lips. Content with your findings, you sink back into the bed. Before you've even realized, you manage to fall completely asleep.<<else>>While your prey gradually weakens, you sink further and further back into her bed. You start to gently run a hand along your gut. Leaning back on a plush surface with an overstuffed belly, you feel more comfortable than you have in a long time. "If it makes you //*UUURrrp*// feel any better Jackie, you made for one of the best meals I've had in a while, //*urp*//" you say softly, patting her head. You can feel your eyelids starting to droop. "Oh... Thanks.... I guess..." she mumbles from inside you. She starts struggling a little again, but it feels more like a nice internal massage. That extra bit of comfort is enough to push you over the edge, and before your prey is even finished you doze off.<</if>> ... Your eyes gently flutter open after a relaxing nap. You smile to yourself, quickly remembering the situation you're in as you notice the unfamiliar room. Sitting up, your stomach immediately starts to rumble and you feel a heavy pressure in your chest. "//*BUUUURRRRRRAAAP*//" A burp so massive you startle yourself the rest of the way awake escapes from your lips. After a brief stunned silence, you giggle to yourself and look down at your gut. It's noticeably smaller and smoother than it was when you fell asleep, and even seems a little smaller than it was before you sat up. Giving your bloated belly a squeeze, you can feel that everything inside is just a sloshing mess at this point. @@color:lime;Jackie has been digested!@@ <<include "playerPredEnd">>You move to the edge of the bed and stretch out, taking a look around the room. Not only did you get to make a meal out of one of its residents, since you have the //other// resident's key it means you now have another room all to yourself if you ever need one. It occurs to you that, now that she's gone for good, there's really no harm in going through Jackie's stuff. <<link "Loot the room">><<replace "#choice">> <<set $karma -= 1>>Getting a sinister smirk on your face, you push yourself up off the bed and start to snoop around. You dig through her bedside table and the backpack she brought when she arrived, finding some loose cash but nothing else particularly interesting. Then you kneel down to look through her dresser, your belly sagging onto the ground. Shamelessly, you pull out any clothing you like and set it aside to claim as your own. You dump out the junk in her backpack and load it up with your looted clothes: A few cute pairs of underwear you found<<if $breastSize > 24>>, though the bras probably won't fit, especially after your body's done with their previous owner,<</if>> and a couple outfits similar to what she was wearing that you think might look good on you.<<set $wardrobeLight to true>> Satisfied with your haul, you get back on your feet and start to head for the door. However, a sudden rumbling in your belly makes you stop and turn around. You decide you're going to let Jackie use her own bathroom one last time before you go. [[Return to your own dorm->September 3rd- Night]] <</replace>><</link>> <<link "Let it be">><<replace "#choice">> You decide against looking through her stuff, feeling like it's somehow rude still even after what you've done. You push yourself up off the bed, stretch your arms one last time, and start to head for the door. However, a sudden rumbling in your belly makes you stop and turn around. You decide you're going to let Jackie use her own bathroom one last time before you go. [[Return to your own dorm->September 3rd- Night]] <</replace>><</link>> <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 1>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <<append "#digestion">> "You know, Karen and the fact that I'm in your room //*URP*// probably aren't your biggest concerns right now," you say, bouncing your belly up a little<<if $fullness > 5>>, then wincing as you instantly regret it<</if>>. Since she isn't moving much, you take the opportunity to waddle back out into the main area of the dorm. You drop back onto Jackie's bed with a contented sigh, the mattress creaking under your weight. "Hey, what do you think you're doing!" Jackie cries out, giving a hard shove forward. "Don't just make yourself at home, you aren't supposed to be here! This better not be my bed we're on!" <</append>> <<replace "#special">> <<link "Taunt her">> <<set $preyFrustration += 2>> <<append "#digestion">> "Pretty sure it's //my// bed as long as you're in my gut," you laugh. You run your hands along the surface of your belly, squeezing it a little and pushing out a burp. "N-No, that's not how it works, shut up!" she pouts, giving your stomach walls a light kick. You just smile and settle even further into her bed, making sure to exaggerate your movements so that Jackie knows. <</append>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <</link>> <<link "Ignore her">> <<append "#digestion">> Not feeling the need to answer your food, you just settle back into a comfortable position. You run your hands along the surface of your belly, enjoying the subtle motions of your prey. <</append>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <</link>> <</replace>> <<elseif $turn is 3>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <<append "#digestion">> "Hey, uh, whatever your name is?" Jackie asks. "Listen, it's starting to get pretty gross in here and I think you've had your fun. Think you could let me out?" "Of course not, did you //*urp*// really think that would work?" you say, patting your gut. "This is dinner for me." "Okay, but just so you know I'm gonna pee in here," she says. "Sure, whatev--what?" you say, giving your belly a worried look. "The hell? Gross, don't make me think about that. And don't you dare!" "Where else do you want me to go! I've been holding it for like three hours now!" she says. "You're the one that ate me right when I was about to use the bathroom!" "So what? Just deal! You know it's gonna be gross for //you// too if you do, right?" "It's already gross in here jerk! Let me out if you wanna stop me!" <</append>> <<replace "#special">> <<link "Let her out">> <<goto [[Eat Jackie- Grossed Out]] >> <</link>> <<link "It's not a big deal">> <<append "#digestion">> "Ugh, you're //*urp*// disgusting, this is the weirdest threat I've ever gotten," you say, squeezing your gut. You look away and try to put the thought out of your mind. "Do what you want, you won't stop yourself from getting digested..." <</append>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <</link>> <</replace>> <</if>>

<<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "crush">> <<if ($counter is 1) and ($lastPreyAction != "rest")>> <<set $counter to 2>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Give it up already!" you growl. You've had enough of her enraged outburst. This was a pleasant meal before she got all upset! Getting an idea, you slowly roll yourself over on the bed, positioning yourself on top of your gut. Then, you push down as hard as you can, squeezing her tight as you force all of your bodyweight onto her. "Just sit still and digest," you grunt. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "taunt">> <<if $turn is 1>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Oh, I think it does though! Don't you worry a bit, this was meant to be," you tease, poking her head through your belly. "Whatever's left of Karen is sloshing through someone's guts right now, so it's only natural her roommate shares the same fate." "Nooo, stop! Karen's... probably fine, she's just clumsy and dropped it..." Jackie mumbles. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "damaged">> <<if $preyHealthThreshold is 2>> <<append "#digestion">> "Hey, if this is some kind of prank, right about now is the time to let me out!" Jackie calls out to you. You just burp and pat her head through your stomach. "Yeah I figured... Ugh, this sucks! I was supposed to be safe here..." @@color:chartreuse;Your stomach is taking its toll on Jackie!@@ <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<default>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</switch>>

<<if $preyFrustration > 2>><<set _enraged to true>><</if>> <<if $lastAction is "crush">> <<set $preyFrustration += 1>> <</if>> <<if $turn is 0>> <<set $preyAction to "rest">> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "What? Oh, she has been gone since this morning..." Jackie says, her voice getting quiet. She isn't struggling much, and from the way she's talking you feel like the situation she's in hasn't really sunk in yet. "Karen aside, having a key doesn't give you permission to just barge into someone's room! How rude can you get?" <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 1>> <<set $preyAction to "struggle">> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $lastAction is "crush">>"Ow, ow, stop!" she whimpers. To your surprise, you feel her actually start to put up a fight against your grip. It's nothing you can't handle while you have the upper hand, but she's putting up a decent amount of resistance.<<else>>"Ugh, I can't believe this..." she mutters. You feel her finally start to put up a fight, pushing and kicking at the walls of your stomach.<</if>> "Come on, you don't have to be like this! This is supposed to be my safe space..." <</append>> <<elseif $preyExhaustion > 1>> <<set $preyAction to "rest">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <<elseif _enraged>> <<if $lastAction is "crush">> <<set $preyAction to "struggle">> <<set _preyActionIntensity to 0>> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> You grunt as after only a brief pause you feel Jackie start to struggle despite the pressure. Her arms are trembling and it isn't terribly effective, but she's still fighting as hard as she can manage. "You can't stop me... from getting out of here..." she grunts. <</append>> <<elseif $counter is 0>> <<set $counter to 1>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "That's //it//!" Jackie shouts. "You have to be the biggest jerk I've ever met!" "Oh no, a jerk, I'm deva--" You start to taunt her, but choke on the words as, with a growl of frustration, Jackie pushes against your stomach painfully hard. You lean forward and wrap your arms around your gut with a grimace. She starts to thrash hard. "You come into my room uninvited, with a key you //stole//, scare me half to death, then eat me! I never did anything to you, I was just minding my own business! I should have known this school would be full of your type..." She keeps up her onslaught, the sudden burst of energy making your stomach whimper. <</append>> <<else>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<elseif ($preyHealthThreshold > 2) and ($lastAction is "massage")>> <<set $preyAction to "rest">> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> As you work your fingers over your belly, you notice that Jackie seems to settle and stop moving even a little bit. "Oh, this is... actually pretty nice, in a weird way," she mumbles. She sighs and repositions herself a little. "Go a little bit deeper..." You shrug to yourself and continue the massage. It doesn't matter to you if she's enjoying it as long as she isn't fighting. <</append>> <<elseif $acidStage > 1>> <<if $lastAction is "squeeze">> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <<else>> <<set $preyAction to "struggle">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<else>> <<set _roll to (random(1,20))>> <<if ($lastAction != "crush") and ($lastAction != "squeeze") and ($lastPreyAction is "probe")>> <<set $preyAction to "struggle">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <<elseif _roll > 10>> <<set $preyAction to "probe">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <<else>> <<set $preyAction to "rest">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <</if>> <<append "#digestion">> <</append>> /* Jackie is pretty caught off guard by this whole situation, and isn't the most aggressive or spirited person, so she won't put up too much of a fight if you don't instigate. However, if you keep taunting her you can trigger her to start fighting extremely aggressively. -Unlike other prey so far where frustration triggers a rage and then goes down, Jackie's never goes down and once you pass a threshold she's enraged and completely changes her behavior. -Once enraged, Jackie's resilience is made equal to her frustration every turn, so you're only hurting yourself if you keep taunting her -The first turn she goes after being enraged, she has a unique message -After that, she'll always do a generic rage unless she's being crushed or is exhausted -If you crush her while she's enraged, she'll actually still do a normal struggle with unique text of her miraculously resisting your grip -Under normal circumstances after her unique start -if she has more than one exhaustion, she rests -if the acid level is above 1, she struggles every turn or rages if you just squeezed her -if she's above half health and you massage, she has a unique rest where she relaxes along with you -Otherwise, she either generic rests or probes. if she probed and you don't squeeze or crush her, she struggles. */

<<Time 18.5>><<set $ateJackie to false>><<if $preyResilience > 0>>You clutch your gut in pain, Jackie's onslaught clearly too much for you to handle. You do your best to fight and keep her down, but you can't say you're surprised when you feel your stomach lurch.<<else>>You jolt forward from a sudden pain in your gut. Whatever Jackie's doing in there is really getting to you at this point. You try to fight it as you feel a pressure building in your chest, but there's nothing you can do as your stomach lurches and clamps down hard on your prey.<</if>> You slide yourself to the edge of the bed and lean forward as you feel Jackie start to painfully squeeze back into your throat. "Finally!" her muffled voice cheers. You give one last valiant effort to swallow her down, but the moment she makes it back to your mouth you give up, helping your body force her out as quickly as you can to be done with it. She tumbles out onto the floor of her dorm<<if $acidStage > 0>>, ruining the carpet in the process<</if>>. <<if $turn > 6>>She's completely naked thanks to the efforts of your stomach.<<else>>Something catches in your throat, and with a fit of forceful coughing a tattered bra flies from your mouth to join the girl on the ground. She's only wearing a skirt at this point.<</if>> "Oh god, that //sucked//," Jackie says, getting up onto her feet. She looks a little disoriented, but not all that worn down. "Oh shoot, and the girls are out!" she adds, quickly crossing her arms in front of her chest. You carefully shift away from her towards the door, worried about the turn the situation might take now. "Okay jerk, since I'm alive and you had your fun, let's call this a draw. Give me Karen's key and I won't eat //you//." You pause for a moment and think about making a break for it, but the door is locked and closed, and you're really in no condition for that right now anyways. "Fine..." you say with a cough. You hold out the key for her to take. "Alright then!" she says, quickly grabbing the key. "Now please get out of here!" With a defeated sigh, you head out into the hall and start to slowly make your way back to your own dorm. <<include "playerPredFail">>[[Head to your dorm->September 3rd- Dinner: Emma]]

<<Time 18.5>><<set $ateJackie to false>>"God, you know what //*urp*// fine!" you say, slapping the side of your bloated gut in annoyance. "I don't have an appetite anymore freak." "Really? Yay!" she cheers. "Shut up and stay still for a second..." you grunt, pushing yourself up off the bed. You waddle over to the bathroom, supporting your belly from below. "Alright, get the hell out." You squeeze your stomach muscles and push in on your gut from below, attempting to eject the girl. It takes a minute of keeping up the pressure, but eventually your stomach gets the message and starts to push her up into your esophagus. You gag and bend over despite trying to prepare yourself for the feeling. It's painfully slow, but eventually Jackie slides all the way back out of you and onto the ground. "Whew, thank goodness," she sighs, sitting up. Her clothes are in tatters and she's covered from head to toe in stomach acid. "You're disgusting," you say, bent over next to the bathroom wall coughing and panting. You hear the ringing sound of something metal falling to the floor, but don't pay it any mind. "Hey, you're lucky I didn't pee myself when you jumped out to grab me!" Jackie pouts. "And you're a jerk! Please leave!" "Whatever, I'll just be back later..." you grumble. You head for the door and out into the hall, already regaining your composure. With a smirk, you reach for Karen's key and start to plan out your next visit to Jackie, but when you don't find it you freeze. You cover your face with one hand and sigh, realizing the odd sound you heard earlier must have been you somehow managing to drop the key. Feeling defeated, you start to trudge back to your own dorm. <<include "playerPredFail">>[[Head to your dorm->September 3rd- Dinner: Emma]]

<<set _rel to $emmaRel>><<set _i to 0>> !!<div id="name" style="text-align:center">''Emma Malody'' <><<for _i == 0; _i < 10; _i++>> <<if _rel > 0>> <<print "❤">> <<set _rel -= 1>> <<elseif _rel < 0>> <<print "💔">> <<set _rel += 1>> <<else>> <<print "♡">> <</if>> <</for>><></div> Emma is an outgoing, upbeat girl that loves to party. She's always looking to make new friends, and it seems almost impossible to get on her bad side for long. She's a blonde with medium length hair dyed orange at the fringes, blue eyes, and tan skin. ''Class:'' Freshman ''Age:'' 18 ''Room Number:'' She is your roommate. @@color:yellowgreen;You have her phone number!@@ \ !!!Details: <ul> <<if $escapismA > 0>><li>She's in your Escapism class.</li><</if>> <<if $survivalA > 0>><li>She's in your Survival class.</li><</if>> <<if ($day > 1) or ($week > 1)>><li>She's a member of the volleyball club.</li><</if>> <li>Her favorite color is blue.</li> <<if $emmaInfo11 > 0>><li>Her favorite season is summer.</li><</if>> <<if $emmaInfo1 > 0>><li>She is absolutely disgusted by vomit.<<if $emmaInfo1 > 1>> Strangely, this doesn't apply when she's inside a stomach.<</if>></li><</if>> <<if $emmaInfo3 > 0>><li>She's a very passive predator, only eating people she thinks absolutely deserve it.<<if $emmaInfo3 > 1>> This is in part due to her viewing vore as a fairly intimate experience.<</if>></li><</if>> <<if $emmaInfo4 > 0>><li>She has an older sister named Nancy.<<if $emmaInfo4 > 1>> They generally get along, but Emma feels that they're both very different people and can get on each other's nerves.<</if>></li><</if>> <<if $emmaInfo5 > 0>><li>She has an older brother named Nick that she <<if $emmaInfo5 > 1>>absolutely hates, and for good reason based on the stories you've heard<<else>>seems to hate<</if>>.</li><</if>> <<if $emmaInfo6 > 0>><li>She's into photography.</li><</if>> <<if $emmaInfo8 > 0>><li>She's 'pretty much addicted' to gourmet popcorn, it's her favorite snack.</li><</if>> <<if $emmaInfo9 > 0>><li>She really likes monster movies.</li><</if>><<if $emmaInfo10 > 0>><li>The first person she ever digested, not counting potential incidents under the influence of alcohol, was her highschool bully.</li><</if>></ul> \ !!!History as a Predator: <<CharacterPrey "Emma" $emmaPrey>> \ <<link "Back">><<replace "#relationship">><<include "relationshipMenu">><</replace>><</link>>

<<set _rel to $samRel>><<set _i to 0>> !!<div id="name" style="text-align:center">''Samantha McKenn'' <><<for _i == 0; _i < 10; _i++>> <<if _rel > 0>> <<print "❤">> <<set _rel -= 1>> <<elseif _rel < 0>> <<print "💔">> <<set _rel += 1>> <<else>> <<print "♡">> <</if>> <</for>><></div> Sam is a sly, sarcastic girl, always acting cool and confident. She's a skilled and active predator, more dangerous than most of your classmates. She's got pale skin, blue eyes, freckles, and long black hair. ''Class:'' Freshman ''Age:'' 18 ''Room Number:'' <<if $samDorm>>K138<<else>>???<</if>><<if $samPhone>> @@color:yellowgreen;You have her phone number!@@<</if>> \ !!!Details: <ul> <<if $survivalA > 0>><li>She's in your Survival class.</li><</if>> <<if $samInfo8 > 0>><li>She's a member of the music club.</li><</if>> <<if $samInfo9 > 0>><li>Her favorite color is purple.</li><</if>> <<if $samInfo11 > 0>><li>She claims to be straight.<<if $samInfo11 > 1>> When asked about her dating history, she mentioned that she's never actually been on a full date with a guy--both time she tried they "lost to her appetite" before the end of the night.<</if>></li><</if>> <<if $samInfo1 > 0>><li><<if $samInfo1 is 1>>She has a sister that goes to the school<<else>>Her sister @@color:cyan;Maeve@@ is a senior at the school, and often referred to as its queen<</if>>.</li><</if>> <<if $samInfo2 > 0>><li>She claims to have once been expelled from high school for eating one of her teachers.</li><</if>> <<if $samInfo3 is 2>><li>With your assistance, she unknowingly ate her roommate before dorm check-ins on the first day</li><</if>> <<if $samInfo5 > 0>><li>She seems to wear a lot of band T-shirts, but claims to be unfamiliar with the bands.</li><</if>> <<if $samInfo6 > 0>><li>She's self conscious about the fact that her bust never seems to grow no matter how much she eats.</li><</if>> <<if $samInfo7 > 0>><li>She mentioned that her mom wasn't around a lot when she was a kid.</li><</if>> <<if $samInquiry1 > 0>><li>She apparently lives with her aunt when she isn't at school.</li><</if>> <<if $samInfo10 > 0>><li>Allegedly, redheads give her heartburn.</li><</if>> <<if $samInfo12 > 0>><li>She's said that she actively prefers female prey.</li><</if>></ul> \ !!!History as a Predator: <<CharacterPrey "Sam" $samPrey>> \ <<link "Back">><<replace "#relationship">><<include "relationshipMenu">><</replace>><</link>>

<<set _rel to $leahRel>><<set _i to 0>> !!<div id="name" style="text-align:center">''Leah Campbell'' <><<for _i == 0; _i < 10; _i++>> <<if _rel > 0>> <<print "❤">> <<set _rel -= 1>> <<elseif _rel < 0>> <<print "💔">> <<set _rel += 1>> <<else>> <<print "♡">> <</if>> <</for>><></div> Leah is shy and introverted, preferring to keep to herself most of the time. She's a huge nerd with an intense love of video games and anything fantasy. She's a short girl with long, messy auburn hair and brown eyes. ''Class:'' Freshman ''Age:'' 19 ''Room Number:'' <<if $leahDorm>>K224<<else>>???<</if>><<if $leahPhone>> @@color:yellowgreen;You have her phone number!@@<</if>> \ !!!Details: <ul> <<if $introA > 0>><li>She's in your Intro to Vore class.</li><</if>> <<if $anatomyA > 0>><li>She's in your Anatomy and Physiology class.</li><</if>> <<if $leahInfo2 > 0>><li>She's a member of the tabletop club.</li><</if>> <<if $leahInfo6 > 0>><li>Her mom remarried to another woman when Leah was young. She refers to her stepmom by her first name, Margaret.</li><</if>> <<if $leahInfo1 > 0>><li>Her favorite game is Oblivion.</li><</if>> <<if $leahInfo3 > 0>><li>She likes to draw<<if $leahInfo3 > 1>>, and from what you've seen is pretty good at it<</if>>.</li><</if>> <<if $leahInfo4 > 0>><li>She's a voraphile.<<if $leahInfo4 > 1>> Specifically, she's turned on by other predators she finds attractive and eating people herself, but not by the thought of being prey in any capacity.<</if>></li><</if>> <<if $leahInfo5 > 0>><li>She really likes crystals and gemstones. Not in a weird way, she just thinks they look cool.</li><</if>> <<if $leahInfo7 > 0>><li>Halloween is one of her favorite holidays, though it's lost some of its luster since she outgrew trick-or-treating.</li><</if>></ul> \ !!!History as a Predator: <<CharacterPrey "Leah" $leahPrey>> \ <<link "Back">><<replace "#relationship">><<include "relationshipMenu">><</replace>><</link>>

<<set _rel to $aliceRel>><<set _i to 0>> !!<div id="name" style="text-align:center">''Alice Mercato'' <><<for _i == 0; _i < 10; _i++>> <<if _rel > 0>> <<print "❤">> <<set _rel -= 1>> <<elseif _rel < 0>> <<print "💔">> <<set _rel += 1>> <<else>> <<print "♡">> <</if>> <</for>><></div> Alice is bratty, smug, and self-centered; so convinced of her superiority that even the tiniest disrespect is an unforgivable offense in her eyes. She has the predatory skill to back up her attitude. <<if $aliceInfo1>>As the daughter of a famous movie star, she doesn't have a hard time finding people willing to grovel at her feet.<</if>> She has long black hair and amber eyes. ''Class:'' Freshman ''Age:'' 18 ''Room Number:'' <<if $aliceDorm>>L202<<else>>???<</if>><<if $alicePhone>> @@color:yellowgreen;You have her phone number!@@<</if>> \ !!!Details: <ul> <<if $escapismA > 0>><li>She's in your Escapism class.</li><</if>> <<if $aliceInfo1 > 0>><li>She's the daughter of famous movie star Selene Mercato.</li><</if>> <<if $aliceInfo2 > 0>><li>Apparently, her mother ate her dad at some point when she was younger.</li><</if>> <<if $aliceInfo3 > 0>><li>When you raided her dorm with Sam while she was away, you found a secret stash of cheap candy under her bed.</li><</if>></ul> \ !!!History as a Predator: <<CharacterPrey "Alice" $alicePrey>> \ <<link "Back">><<replace "#relationship">><<include "relationshipMenu">><</replace>><</link>>

<<set _rel to $malloryRel>><<set _i to 0>> !!<div id="name" style="text-align:center">''Mallory Weiss'' <><<for _i == 0; _i < 10; _i++>> <<if _rel > 0>> <<print "❤">> <<set _rel -= 1>> <<elseif _rel < 0>> <<print "💔">> <<set _rel += 1>> <<else>> <<print "♡">> <</if>> <</for>><></div> Mallory is an outgoing, preppy girl with a very calm and collected disposition. She always tries to look her best and be polite with everyone she talks to. She has medium length, partially curled black hair, blue eyes, and wears a lot of makeup. ''Class:'' Freshman ''Age:'' 19 ''Room Number:'' <<if $malloryDorm>>K224<<else>>???<</if>><<if $malloryPhone>> @@color:yellowgreen;You have her phone number!@@<</if>> \ !!!Details: <ul> <<if $survivalA > 0>><li>She's in your Survival class.</li><</if>> <<if $anatomyA > 0>><li>She's in your Anatomy and Physiology class.</li><</if>> <<if $malloryInfo1 > 0>><li>She's a member of the student council<<if $malloryInfo1 > 1>>, and has her eyes on becoming president already despite being a freshman<</if>>.</li><</if>> <<if $malloryInquiry1 > 0>><li>You've heard that she's very secretive about where she's from<<if $malloryInquiry1 > 1>>, and she did indeed immediately dodge the question when you tried to ask about it<</if>>.</li><</if>> <<if $malloryInfo3 > 0>><li>She prefers to be "selective" in who she eats and seems to have some disdain for more gluttonous predators, though she didn't talk much on the subject when you asked about her eating habits.</li><</if>></ul> \ !!!History as a Predator: <<CharacterPrey "Mallory" $malloryPrey>> \ <<link "Back">><<replace "#relationship">><<include "relationshipMenu">><</replace>><</link>>

<<set _rel to $kaylaRel>><<set _i to 0>> !!<div id="name" style="text-align:center"><<if $kaylaEnd is "alive">>''Kayla Carillo''<<elseif $kaylaEnd is "player">>@@color:lime;''Kayla Carillo''@@<<else>>@@color:red;''Kayla Carillo''@@<</if>> <><<for _i == 0; _i < 10; _i++>> <<if _rel > 0>> <<print "❤">> <<set _rel -= 1>> <<elseif _rel < 0>> <<print "💔">> <<set _rel += 1>> <<else>> <<print "♡">> <</if>> <</for>><></div> Kayla is an outgoing and very up-front person--she speaks her mind and doesn't care what other people think. She's very athletic and works out often, doing her best to stay in peak condition. She's got brown hair, green eyes, and tan skin.<<if $kaylaEnd is "player">> <<if $ateKayla>>@@color:lime;Or at least, she was until you ate her at the end of your first week. Despite her clear advantage in strength, you were able to overpower her and keep her down,@@ <<if $eatenByKayla>>@@color:lime;getting revenge for when she'd tried to eat you the day before@@<<elseif $malloryTargetKayla is 1>>@@color:lime;getting revenge for the rumors@@ @@color:gold;Mallory@@ @@color:lime;told you she'd been spreading about you@@<<else>>@@color:lime;taking her on for no reason other than the challenge and promise of a delicious meal@@<</if>>@@color:lime;. These days, her once flawless body is nothing but a layer of fat padding out your own.@@<</if>><<elseif $kaylaEnd is "beli">> @@color:red;Unfortunately, she was eaten by@@ @@color:gold;Beli@@ @@color:red;on her way to the party at the end of the first week. <<if $kaylaTownInvitation>>You were right there next to her when it happened, but panicked in the heat of the moment and left her for dead to save yourself.<<else>>You passed by the scene while she was still alive and fighting, but didn't feel there was anything you could do and left her to fend for herself.<</if>> Given that you never saw her again... the outcome of the struggle is clear.@@<</if>> ''Class:'' Freshman ''Age:'' 18 ''Room Number:'' <<if $kaylaDorm>>L205<<else>>???<</if>><<if $kaylaPhone>> @@color:yellowgreen;You have her phone number!@@<</if>> \ !!!Details: <ul> <<if $introA > 0>><li>She's in your Intro to Vore class.</li><</if>> <<if $kaylaInfo2 > 0>><li>She's a member of the volleyball club.</li><</if>> <<if $kaylaInfo8 > 0>><li>Her favorite season is spring.</li><</if>> <<if $kaylaInfo1 > 0>><li><<if $ateClaire>>@@color:cyan;Claire@@ was her roommate, until you ate her.<<elseif $trialClaire is "lose">>@@color:cyan;Claire@@ was her roommate, before she got eaten by Maeve at a party in the first week.<<else>>@@color:cyan;Claire@@ is her roommate.<</if>></li><</if>> <<if $kaylaInfo4 > 0>><li>She has a car with her on campus.</li><</if>> <<if $kaylaInfo3 > 0>><li>She has a younger brother named Daniel who's a very talented athlete.</li><li>She has an older brother named Alejandro who's a genius.</li><</if>> <<if $kaylaInfo5 > 0>><li>She's good friends with her older brother's girlfriend, Marissa. Apparently, she's the one who gave Kayla the idea to come to SMVA.</li><</if>> <<if $kaylaInfo6 > 0>><li>She often works out with a <<if $kaylaInfo6 > 1>>sophomore<<else>>girl<</if>> named Holly.</li><</if>> <<if $kaylaInfo7 > 0>><li>She's extremely good at ping pong.</li><</if>> <<if $kaylaInfo9 > 0>><li>She's said that her favorite sport to play is tennis, though seemed uncertain about how to answer the question.</li><</if>></ul> \ !!!History as a Predator: <<CharacterPrey "Kayla" $kaylaPrey>> \ <<link "Back">><<replace "#relationship">><<include "relationshipMenu">><</replace>><</link>>

<<set _rel to $freshCoupleRel>><<set _i to 0>> !!<div id="name" style="text-align:center">''Sarah Hunt'' <><<for _i == 0; _i < 10; _i++>> <<if _rel > 0>> <<print "❤">> <<set _rel -= 1>> <<elseif _rel < 0>> <<print "💔">> <<set _rel += 1>> <<else>> <<print "♡">> <</if>> <</for>><></div> A very happy-go-lucky, ditzy girl that pretty much stumbles through life doing whatever she wants. She and her girlfriend @@color:gold;Alesha@@ are practically joined at the hip. She's a short blonde with blue eyes and glasses. ''Class:'' Freshman ''Age:'' 18 ''Room Number:'' <<if $sarahDorm>>K213<<else>>???<</if>><<if $sarahPhone>> @@color:yellowgreen;You have her phone number!@@<</if>> \ !!!Details: <ul> <<if $survivalA > 0>><li>She's in your Survival class.</li><</if>> <<if $anatomyA > 0>><li>She's in your Anatomy and Physiology class.</li><</if>> <<if $sarahInfo1 > 0>><li>Her favorite color is green.</li><</if>> <<if $freshCoupleInfo1 > 0>><li>She and @@color:gold;Alesha@@ have been dating since their freshman year of high school.</li><</if>> <<if $freshCoupleInfo2 > 0>><li>She's a member of the Swim Team, but only so she can hang out with @@color:gold;Alesha@@.</li><</if>> <<if $freshCoupleInfo3 > 0>><li>She and @@color:gold;Alesha@@ have apparently been "working up" to experimenting with unbirth.</li><</if>> <<if $freshCoupleInfo4 > 0>><li>She and @@color:gold;Alesha@@ are both really into the "Jane Oath" film franchise--and older series of cheesy spy movies.</li><</if>> <<if $sarahInfo3 > 0>><li>She admitted to you that when she had a lab with @@color:gold;Alesha@@ she found herself enjoying the feeling on both ends.</li><</if>> <<if $sarahInfo2 > 0>><li>She has an older sister named Selma</li><</if>> <<if $sarahInfo4 > 0>><li>Apparently, at one point she used to be very quiet and shy.</li><</if>></ul> \ !!!History as a Predator: <<CharacterPrey "Sarah" $sarahPrey>> \ <<link "Back">><<replace "#relationship">><<include "relationshipMenu">><</replace>><</link>>

<<set _rel to $freshCoupleRel>><<set _i to 0>> !!<div id="name" style="text-align:center">''Alesha Green'' <><<for _i == 0; _i < 10; _i++>> <<if _rel > 0>> <<print "❤">> <<set _rel -= 1>> <<elseif _rel < 0>> <<print "💔">> <<set _rel += 1>> <<else>> <<print "♡">> <</if>> <</for>><></div> Alesha is a generally kind hearted, somewhat goofy girl. The other half of the freshman class's power couple, she's definitely the more grounded one compared to @@color:gold;Sarah@@. She's black with heavily braided hair and brown eyes. ''Class:'' Freshman ''Age:'' 18 ''Room Number:'' <<if $aleshaDorm>>K129<<else>>???<</if>><<if $aleshaPhone>> @@color:yellowgreen;You have her phone number!@@<</if>> \ !!!Details: <ul> <<if $introA > 0>><li>She's in your Intro to Vore class.</li><</if>> <<if $anatomyA > 0>><li>She's in your Anatomy and Physiology class.</li><</if>> <<if $aleshaInfo2 > 0>><li>Her favorite color is orange.</li><</if>> <<if $freshCoupleInfo2 > 0>><li>She's a member of the Swim Team.</li><</if>> <<if $freshCoupleInfo1 > 0>><li>She and @@color:gold;Sarah@@ have been dating since their freshman year of high school.</li><</if>> <<if $freshCoupleInfo3 > 0>><li>She and @@color:gold;Sarah@@ have apparently been "working up" to experimenting with unbirth.</li><</if>> <<if $freshCoupleInfo4 > 0>><li>She and @@color:gold;Sarah@@ are both really into the "Jane Oath" film franchise--and older series of cheesy spy movies.</li><</if>> <<if $aleshaInfo1 > 0>><li>She's been on a swim team since high school, and @@color:gold;Sarah@@ at least claims she's extremely good.</li><</if>> <<if $aleshaInfo3 > 0>><li>She has a brother named Darryl that she's pretty close with.</li><</if>> <<if $aleshaInfo4 > 0>><li>She had many siblings, but almost all of them have been eaten. In light of that, choosing to attend MVA has strained her relationship with her parents.</li><</if>></ul> \ !!!History as a Predator: <<CharacterPrey "Alesha" $aleshaPrey>> \ <<link "Back">><<replace "#relationship">><<include "relationshipMenu">><</replace>><</link>>

<<set _rel to $cherryRel>><<set _i to 0>> !!<div id="name" style="text-align:center">''Cherry<<if $cherryInfo7 > 0>> Winnow<</if>>'' <><<for _i == 0; _i < 10; _i++>> <<if _rel > 0>> <<print "❤">> <<set _rel -= 1>> <<elseif _rel < 0>> <<print "💔">> <<set _rel += 1>> <<else>> <<print "♡">> <</if>> <</for>><></div> Cherry is a wild, unpredictable girl, constantly causing mischief and always up to something no matter how innocent she seems. She's the opposite of shy and really doesn't have a filter when she speaks. She has short hair dyed bright red, along with red eyes that she insists are natural. ''Class:'' Sophomore ''Age:'' 19 ''Room Number:'' <<if $cherryDorm>>L225<<else>>???<</if>><<if $cherryPhone>> @@color:yellowgreen;You have her phone number!@@<</if>> \ !!!Details: <ul> <<if $cherryInfo3 > 0>><li>She's a member of the cooking club.</li><</if>> <li>Her favorite color is red, obviously.</li> <<if $cherryTeachAnal > 0>><li>''<<if $cherryTeachAnal is 2>>She's agreed to teach you how to do anal vore--your first lesson is later this week.<<else>>She has mentioned that she's willing to 'show you the ropes' of anal vore if you're interested.<</if>>''</li><</if>> <<if $cherryInfo1 > 0>><li>She's secretive about what <<if $cherryInfo1 > 1>>the real colors of her hair and eyes are<<else>>her real hair color is<</if>>, often trying to pretend that the bright red is actually natural somehow.</li><</if>> <<if $cherryInquiry1 > 1>><li>You're confident that Cherry is not her real name, and she was very threatening when asked about it.</li><</if>> <<if $cherryInfo7 > 0>><li>Her school email is "awinnow", meaning her last name is Winnow and her first name must actually start with an A.</li><</if>> <<if $cherryInfo2 > 0>><li>She doesn't like cherries, though refuses to admit this.</li><</if>> <<if $cherryInfo4 > 0>><li>She prefers to eat all of her food, not just live prey, by swallowing it whole.</li><</if>> <<if $cherryInfo5 > 0>><li>She seems to like plays and musicals.</li><</if>> <<if $cherryInfo6 > 0>><li>Halloween is her favorite holiday.</li><</if>> </ul> \ !!!History as a Predator: <<CharacterPrey "Cherry" $cherryPrey>> \ <<link "Back">><<replace "#relationship">><<include "relationshipMenu">><</replace>><</link>>

<<set _rel to $leilaRel>><<set _i to 0>> !!<div id="name" style="text-align:center">''Leilani Hale'' <><<for _i == 0; _i < 10; _i++>> <<if _rel > 0>> <<print "❤">> <<set _rel -= 1>> <<elseif _rel < 0>> <<print "💔">> <<set _rel += 1>> <<else>> <<print "♡">> <</if>> <</for>><></div> Leila is a quiet, very laid back girl, though she prefers to be left alone most of the time. She loves music and is almost never seen without a pair of headphones. She has messy, medium length black hair, brown eyes, tan skin, and a number of facial piercings. ''Class:'' Sophomore ''Age:'' 19 ''Room Number:'' <<if $leilaDorm>>L234<<else>>???<</if>><<if $leilaPhone>> @@color:yellowgreen;You have her phone number!@@<</if>> \ !!!Details: <ul> <<if $leilaInfo1 > 0>><li>She's a member of the music club</li><</if>> <<if $leilaInfo2 > 0>><li>She was one of the girls forced to attend @@color:cyan;Maeve's@@ hazing party during her freshman year, and got second place.</li><</if>> <<if $leilaInfo3 > 0>><li>Her favorite musician is Lorelai Rose.</li><</if>> <<if $leilaInfo4 > 0>><li>She doesn't have much interest in the alternative types of vore.</li><</if>> <<if $leilaInfo5 > 0>><li>She really likes piercings and has several herself<<if $leilaRel > 1>>, including ones on her nipples that you've had the pleasure of seeing firsthand<</if>>.</li><</if>> <<if $leilaInfo6 > 0>><li>She's interested in making music, but doesn't know how to play any instruments and seems to have already given up on learning.</li><</if>> <<if $leilaInfo7 > 0>><li>She ate her assigned roommate a few weeks into the year after a disagreement.</li><</if>> </ul> \ !!!History as a Predator: <<CharacterPrey "Leila" $leilaPrey>> \ <<link "Back">><<replace "#relationship">><<include "relationshipMenu">><</replace>><</link>>

<<set _rel to $nadiaRel>><<set _i to 0>> !!<div id="name" style="text-align:center">''Nadia Black'' <><<for _i == 0; _i < 10; _i++>> <<if _rel > 0>> <<print "❤">> <<set _rel -= 1>> <<elseif _rel < 0>> <<print "💔">> <<set _rel += 1>> <<else>> <<print "♡">> <</if>> <</for>><></div> Nadia is a sly, sultry girl--and also the school's resident nymphomaniac. She's a goth who's very forward and completely shameless. She has very long, messy black hair, extremely pale skin, and blue eyes. ''Class:'' Sophomore ''Age:'' 19 ''Room Number:'' <<if $nadiaDorm>>L217<<else>>???<</if>><<if $nadiaPhone>> @@color:yellowgreen;You have her phone number!@@<</if>> \ !!!Details: <ul> <<if $nadiaTeachUnbirth > 0>><li>''<<if $nadiaTeachUnbirth > 1>>She has started to teach you how to do unbirth.<<else>>She has mentioned that she's willing to give you a "crash course" on unbirth some day.<</if>>''</li><</if>> <<if $nadiaSex > 0>><li>You've had sex with her.</li><</if>> <<if $nadiaInfo1 > 0>><li>She has no interest in romantic relationships.<<if $nadiaInfo1 > 1>> She's mentioned that she once dated a girl named Cerise, but looking back has realized she not actually feel any //romantic// attraction to her, she was just a close friend.<</if>></li><</if>> <<if $nadiaInfo2 > 0>><li>She sleeps around a lot at the school.</li><</if>> <<if $nadiaInfo3 > 0>><li>She says she primarily came to the school to learn unbirth, since it's essentially the only place in the world that teaches it.</li><</if>> <<if $nadiaInfo4 > 0>><li>Apparently, Willamie Florida, famous pornstar and also the current unbirth teacher at the school, is one of her idols.<<if $nadiaInfo4 > 1>> She's mentioned that she would love to make a video with her someday.<</if>></li><</if>> <<if $nadiaInfo5 > 0>><li>She's only briefly brought up her family to you, alluding to her parents being very business oriented and that she takes some pride in being an embarrassment to them. She also mentioned the name "Lillian" with some disgust, though you're unsure what their relation is.</li><</if>></ul> \ !!!History as a Predator: <<CharacterPrey "Nadia" $nadiaPrey>> \ <<link "Back">><<replace "#relationship">><<include "relationshipMenu">><</replace>><</link>>

<<set _rel to $beliRel>><<set _i to 0>> !!<div id="name" style="text-align:center">''Beli Mahra'' <><<for _i == 0; _i < 10; _i++>> <<if _rel > 0>> <<print "❤">> <<set _rel -= 1>> <<elseif _rel < 0>> <<print "💔">> <<set _rel += 1>> <<else>> <<print "♡">> <</if>> <</for>><></div> Beli is a remarkably chill girl, always one to make the best of any situation. She's a skilled predator, but only goes after people that have wronged her or that she feels would be a good challenge. She's got tan skin, blue eyes, and a few tattoos. Her hair is black, but partially dyed red. ''Class:'' Sophomore ''Age:'' 20 ''Room Number:'' <<if $beliDorm>>L222<<else>>???<</if>><<if $beliPhone>> @@color:yellowgreen;You have her phone number!@@<</if>> \ !!!Details: <ul> <<if $beliInfo1 > 0>><li>She isn't in any clubs on campus because she thinks they're all lame.</li><</if>> <<if $beliInfo3 > 0>><li>In addition to the one on her arm that's usually on full display, she has a second tattoo of a stylized heart around her navel.</li><</if>> <<if $beliInfo2 > 0>><li>She claims to only eat people that she either "has a score to settle with", or that will be a challenge to take down.</li><</if>> </ul> \ !!!History as a Predator: <<CharacterPrey "Beli" $beliPrey>> \ <<link "Back">><<replace "#relationship">><<include "relationshipMenu">><</replace>><</link>>

<<set _rel to $sunnyRel>><<set _i to 0>> !!<div id="name" style="text-align:center">''Sunny Davis'' <><<for _i == 0; _i < 10; _i++>> <<if _rel > 0>> <<print "❤">> <<set _rel -= 1>> <<elseif _rel < 0>> <<print "💔">> <<set _rel += 1>> <<else>> <<print "♡">> <</if>> <</for>><></div> Sunny is like a walking party, instantly lighting up the room wherever she goes. She's energetic, bold, and takes charge in any situation. She's a short blonde with long hair and amber eyes. It's rare to see her without sunglasses on, even at night. ''Class:'' Junior ''Age:'' 21 ''Room Number:'' <<if $sunnyDorm>>L259<<else>>???<</if>><<if $sunnyPhone>> @@color:yellowgreen;You have her phone number!@@<</if>> \ !!!Details: <ul> <<if $sunnyNick>><li>She sometimes goes by the nickname Sunny D.</li><</if>> <<if $sunnyInfo1 > 0>><li>She hates @@color:cyan;Maeve@@.<<if $sunnyInfo1 > 1>> Apparently, they used to be friends, but something happened to create a pretty big rift between them.<</if>></li><</if>> <<if $sunnyInfo2 > 0>><li>She was held back one year in high school. In a highly related incident, her first ever prey was her math tutor that year.</li><</if>> <<if $sunnyInfo3 > 0>><li>She's said that she doesn't care at all about her family and seems to have cut off contact with them. She feels that friendships are far more valuable than blood relatives.</li><</if>> </ul> \ !!!History as a Predator: <<CharacterPrey "Sunny" $sunnyPrey>> \ <<link "Back">><<replace "#relationship">><<include "relationshipMenu">><</replace>><</link>>

<<set _rel to $charlotteRel>><<set _i to 0>> !!<div id="name" style="text-align:center">''Charlotte Evergreen'' <><<for _i == 0; _i < 10; _i++>> <<if _rel > 0>> <<print "❤">> <<set _rel -= 1>> <<elseif _rel < 0>> <<print "💔">> <<set _rel += 1>> <<else>> <<print "♡">> <</if>> <</for>><></div> Charlotte is a very quiet, mysterious girl. She spends all of her time alone buried in a book or a cup of coffee, and even though she's a junior no one seems to know much about her. She has very long brown hair and green eyes. ''Class:'' Junior ''Age:'' 20 ''Room Number:'' <<if $charlotteDorm>>L120<<else>>???<</if>><<if $charlottePhone>> @@color:yellowgreen;You have her phone number!@@<</if>> \ !!!Details: <ul> <<if $charlotteInfo1 > 0>><li>She really likes to read.</li><</if>> </ul> \ !!!History as a Predator: <<CharacterPrey "Charlotte" $charlottePrey>> \ <<link "Back">><<replace "#relationship">><<include "relationshipMenu">><</replace>><</link>>

<<link "Emma">><<replace "#relationship">><<include "Emma">><</replace>><</link>><<if $metSam>> <<link "Sam">><<replace "#relationship">><<include "Sam">><</replace>><</link>><</if>><<if $metAlice>> <<link "Alice">><<replace "#relationship">><<include "Alice">><</replace>><</link>><</if>><<if $metLeah>> <<link "Leah">><<replace "#relationship">><<include "Leah">><</replace>><</link>><</if>><<if $metSarah>> <<link "Sarah">><<replace "#relationship">><<include "Sarah">><</replace>><</link>><</if>><<if $metAlesha>> <<link "Alesha">><<replace "#relationship">><<include "Alesha">><</replace>><</link>><</if>><<if $metMallory>> <<link "Mallory">><<replace "#relationship">><<include "Mallory">><</replace>><</link>><</if>><<if $metKayla>> <<link "Kayla">><<replace "#relationship">><<include "Kayla">><</replace>><</link>><</if>><<if $metMina>> <<link "Mina">><<replace "#relationship">><<include "Mina">><</replace>><</link>><</if>><<if $metCherry>> <<link "Cherry">><<replace "#relationship">><<include "Cherry">><</replace>><</link>><</if>><<if $metBeli>> <<link "Beli">><<replace "#relationship">><<include "Beli">><</replace>><</link>><</if>><<if $metLeila>> <<link "Leila">><<replace "#relationship">><<include "Leila">><</replace>><</link>><</if>><<if $metNadia>> <<link "Nadia">><<replace "#relationship">><<include "Nadia">><</replace>><</link>><</if>><<if $metSunny>> <<link "Sunny">><<replace "#relationship">><<include "Sunny">><</replace>><</link>><</if>><<if $metCharlotte>> <<link "Charlotte">><<replace "#relationship">><<include "Charlotte">><</replace>><</link>><</if>>

<> <<set _lab to 0>> <<if $escapismLabHaley>><<set _lab += 1>><</if>> <<if $escapismLabMina>><<set _lab += 1>><</if>> <<if $anatomyDemonstration > 0>><<set _lab += 1>><</if>> <<if $day > 7>><<set _lab += 1>><</if>> <<if $escapismLabAlice>><<set _lab += 1>><</if>> <<if $day9ArtistModel > 1>><<set _lab += 1>><</if>> <<if ($day > 9) and $day10SunnyYoga>><<set _lab += 1>><</if>> <>You have digested @@color:cyan;$totalPrey@@ <<if $totalPrey is 1>>person<<else>>people<</if>><<if $totalPrey > 0>>: <<if $ateAnita>>* You ate Anita at the pool on your very first day, before even checking in for orientation, with a bit of help from @@color:gold;Sam@@. <</if>><<if $ateMandy>>* You ate @@color:cyan;Mandy@@ during the tour on your very first day when she made the mistake of trying to break off from the group to doodle on the board. <</if>><<if $ateChandra>>* You ate Chandra during the tour on your very first day after she invited you and some other girls to sneak into the locker room. <</if>><<if $ateMandyCookout>>* You ate @@color:cyan;Mandy@@ during the cookout on the first day with a little help from @@color:gold;Alice@@, despite the girl's earlier success at escaping you. <</if>><<if $ateGabby>>* You ate Gabby during the cookout on the first day after spotting her trying to break away from the crowd. <</if>><<if $analAteOlivia>>* You ate Olivia on your first day of classes after she forced you into your first experience with anal vore, unprepared for your apparent skill in that department. <</if>><<if $ateMinaDay2>>* You ate @@color:gold;Mina@@ on the first day of classes after rescuing her from another predator, deciding that digesting her would be a fitting reward for your assistance. <</if>><<if $ateAlex>>* You ate Alex during the Monday Massacre while on the hunt in the afternoon. <</if>><<if $ateGina>>* You ate Gina for lunch one morning in September, interrupting her on her way to save her friend from a similar fate. <</if>><<if $ateJackie>>* You ate Jackie after using a lost key you found to break into her dorm. <</if>><<if $ateAshley>>* You were forcefed Ashley at @@color:cyan;Maeve's@@ party during the first week, digesting her in the end after suffering through a meal your stomach desperately tried to reject. <</if>><<if $ateCassidy>>* You ate @@color:cyan;Cassidy@@ with @@color:gold;Sam's@@ help in retaliation for helping @@color:cyan;Betty@@ eat you earlier in the week. <</if>><<if $ateBethany>>* You ate Bethany in the courtyard before your first Cooking Club meeting, managing to get her down despite her larger size and bloated belly. <</if>><<if $ateApril>>* You ate April in the halls after the first meeting of tabletop club, double-teaming her and her roommate with @@color:gold;Leah@@. <</if>><<if $ateNicole>>* You ate Nicole despite her status as a sophomore during your very first week of classes. <</if>><<if $ateMandyDay5>>* You finally ate @@color:cyan;Mandy@@ late in your first week at the school, initially swallowing her just to keep both of you safe from a sophomore threatening to eat her, only to end up digesting her yourself. <</if>><<if $ateMinaDay5TrainingBetrayal>>* You ate @@color:gold;Mina@@ late in your first week at the school, initially offering to help her train against your stomach to improve her escaping skills, but deciding she was a lost cause after seeing those skills in action and digesting her yourself. <</if>><<if $ateAmelia>>* You ate Amelia late in your first week of classes after stumbling into her in the bathroom. <</if>><<if $ateJackieDay5>>* You ate and digested Jackie late in your first week while you were //inside// @@color:gold;Sunny's@@ stomach--swallowing Jackie straight out of her throat and not seeing the outside of her gut again until she was completely gone. <</if>><<if $ateClaire>>* You ate @@color:cyan;Claire@@ at the end of your first week <<if $eatenByClaire>>after she failed to keep you down herself... though messing up your initial attempt to eat her may or may not have been what landed you in her stomach<<else>>after running into her while out on the hunt<</if>>. <</if>><<if $ateSadie>>* You ate Sadie at the end of your first week after running into her while on the hunt. <</if>><<if $ateNikki>>* You ate Nikki after making a bet that the winner could eat the loser in a game tournament with some of the tabletop club members--she set the stakes, and you were happy to follow through when you came out on top. <</if>><<if $ateMaria>>* You ate Maria at the end of your first week, a sophomore that wound up padding out your waist purely to prove to @@color:gold;Sam@@ that you could pull it off. <</if>><<if $ateBetty>>* You ate @@color:cyan;Betty@@ at the end of your first week with a little help from @@color:gold;Emma@@<<if $eatenByBetty>>, getting your revenge for when she tried to eat you earlier in the week<<else>>, taking out the bully partly for her sake<</if>>. <</if>><<if $ateLian>>* You ate Lian late on your first Friday at the school, pushing your limits by swallowing her while you were only halfway through digesting your first prey of the day. <</if>><<if $ateKayla>>* You ate @@color:gold;Kayla@@ at the end of your first week, <<if $eatenByKayla>>getting revenge for when she'd tried to eat you the day before<<elseif $malloryTargetKayla is 1>>getting revenge for the rumours @@color:gold;Mallory@@ told you she'd been spreading about you<<else>>managing to overpower and keep her down despite her clear strength advantage<</if>>. <</if>><<if $ateChelsea>>* You ate Chelsea during a trip off campus with @@color:gold;Kayla@@, a rude woman who tried to cut in line but instead earned herself a place as your appetizer. <</if>><<if $ateRegina>>* You ate Regina at @@color:gold;Emma's@@ party at the end of the first week, you and @@color:gold;Sam@@ managing to grab yourself meals and bail on the party to hang out on your own without getting caught. <</if>><<if $atePartyGirl>>* You ate an unknown girl during @@color:gold;Emma's@@ party at the end of the week while blackout drunk, her identity and your motives for downing her completely lost to the night. Even asking around afterward, you were never able to figure out who it was. <</if>><<if $ateCassidyParty>>* You ate @@color:cyan;Cassidy@@ at the end of @@color:gold;Emma's@@ party<<if $cassidyParty is "pred">> as revenge for her foolishly trying to grab you first<<else>> after it got late enough in the night for the "no eating" rule to become more of a suggestion<</if>>. <</if>><<if $preyBetweenWeeks[0]>>* You ate one of your classmates at some point early in the fall, though you never got her name. <</if>><<if $ateMandyFinal>>* You ate @@color:cyan;Mandy@@ late in October, finally claiming what should have been your first meal on campus after she made an ill-fated attempt to eat //you// in revenge. <</if>><<if $ateVickey > 1>>* You ate Vickey after she and a friend of hers tried to team up and take you down, targeting you because of your reputation as an extremely active predator. They failed, of course--you easily flipped things around to swallow Vickey and crush her backup beneath your gut. <</if>><<if $ateAmeliaDay8 > 1>>* You ate Amelia late in October after stumbling into her in the bathroom. <</if>><<if $ateCatherine > 1>>* You ate Catherine one morning in October after she nearly ratted you out for helping Beli steal something from the school's secretary, managing to swallow her just in time to stop her from getting a word in.<<if $ateCatherine > 2>> After ending up back at your dorm alone to shower while she was still struggling, something about the thrill of the situation flicked a switch in your brain and you ended up masturbating until she was gone...<</if>> <</if>><<if $ateTiffany > 1>>* You ate Tiffany, a sophomore who claimed to be one of the top predators in her class, while on the hunt for prey with Sam one afternoon in late October.<<if $ateTiffany is 3>> Not only did you add her to your waistline, you still kept her down despite hardly even being halfway through digesting Catherine at the time you swallowed her.<</if>> <</if>><<if $ateBettyDay9 > 1>>* You ate @@color:cyan;Betty@@ after you caught her and @@color:cyan;Cassidy@@ bullying @@color:gold;Leah@@, rudely interrupting your plans for her to show you her Halloween costume. <</if>><<if $ateRobin > 1>>* You ate Robin, a particularly studious girl from your class, while on the hunt late in October--she may have been surprisingly skilled for a freshman, but she was no match for your gut in the end. <</if>><<if $ateBrooke > 1>>* You ate Brooke, a bully from your class, right in the middle of the dining hall after she tried to eat @@color:gold;Emma's@@ friend Stacy.<<if $ateBrooke > 2>> You held on to her 'iconic' varsity jacket as a trophy for a while.<</if>> <</if>><<if $ateElly > 1>>* You ate @@color:cyan;Elly@@ after running into her on your way into the gym one day, <<if $ateElly is 4>>ending up using her extra weight to seriously step up your workout that day with some assistance from @@color:gold;Kayla@@<<elseif $ateElly is 3>>though carried on with your workout and churned her up during some very intense laps on the track<<else>>derailing your plans to work out with something much more satisfying<</if>>. <</if>><<if $ateMaya > 1>>* You ate Maya, one of your sophomore teammates, in the showers after swim practice in the middle of the first semester. <</if>><<if $ateHaley > 1>>* You ate @@color:cyan;Haley@@ while staying late after Cooking Club to help her look for a ring she lost, unable to resist the temptation after she spilled one of Kira's delicious smoothies all over herself. <</if>><<else>>.<</if>> You have escaped from @@color:cyan;$totalEscaped@@ <<if $totalEscaped is 1>>stomach<<else>>stomachs<</if>> (or other places...)<<if $totalEscaped > 0>>: <<if $eatenByCustodian>>* You were eaten by Nora the custodian for trespassing on your very first day, but somehow managed to give her experienced stomach a thrashing and still made it to orientation. <</if>><<if $eatenBySam>>* <<if $eatenByAnita>>You were eaten by Anita after she came to @@color:gold;Sam's@@ rescue at the pool before orientation. When you managed to escape, @@color:gold;Sam@@ promptly ate you as well, but you refused to stay down.<<else>>You were eaten by @@color:gold;Sam@@ when you interrupted her plan at the pool before check in at orientation, but she was unprepared for how much stronger you were than her intended prey.<</if>> <</if>><<if $eatenByAlice>>* You were eaten by @@color:gold;Alice@@ during the orientation tour after you taunted her for her late acceptance, but her stomach was no match for you. <</if>><<if $eatenByHannah>>* You were eaten by Hannah when a plan to help @@color:gold;Sam@@ catch a replacement meal during the orientation tour went south, but you managed to escape the girl, no thanks to @@color:gold;Sam@@. <</if>><<if $eatenBySarah>>* You were eaten by @@color:gold;Sarah@@ in the locker room after breaking off from the orientation tour, but you proved to her and @@color:gold;Alesha@@ that you weren't just some toy to be used in their sexual escapades. <</if>><<if $eatenByAliceCookout>>* You were eaten by @@color:gold;Alice@@ at the cookout on the first day after you sided with @@color:gold;Kayla@@ over her in an argument, but you caused another disagreement with her insides. <</if>><<if $eatenByBetty>>* You were eaten by @@color:cyan;Betty@@ before your first class as revenge for helping @@color:gold;Emma@@ escape her the day before, but even with the assistance of @@color:gold;Alice@@ and her other crony she was no match for you. <</if>><<if $eatenByOlivia>>* You were eaten by Olivia after she called your bluff when you went to the wrong classroom, but between you and @@color:gold;Cherry's@@ hijinks she bit off more than she could chew. <</if>><<if $analByOlivia>>* You were shoved up Olivia's ass after you attempted to play for keeps when she forced you to try anal vore, but even after the ordeal you went through you managed to fight back out. <</if>><<if $eatenByErika>>* You were eaten by @@color:cyan;Erika@@ as a replacement for @@color:cyan;Mandy@@ after you helped her escape, but even a junior couldn't keep you down. <</if>><<if $eatenByMorgan>>* You were eaten by @@color:cyan;Morgan@@ on your way to lunch during the Monday Massacre, but luckily you're a member of her club so she let you back out. <</if>><<if $eatenByZoeyMulti>>* You and @@color:gold;Emma@@ were eaten by @@color:cyan;Zoey@@ on your way back from lunch during the Monday Massacre, but through your combined efforts managed to make it back out. <</if>><<if $eatenByLeila>>* You were eaten by @@color:gold;Leila@@ during the Monday Massacre after rescuing @@color:gold;Mina@@ from her clutches, but managed to free yourself as well. <</if>><<if $eatenBySlate>>* You were swallowed by @@color:cyan;Professor Slate@@ for some personal escape training, all so you could retrieve @@color:gold;Alice's@@ necklace from her stomach. <</if>><<if $eatenByAlex>>* You were eaten by Alex after failing your attempt to eat her during the Monday Massacre, but in the end she failed as well. <</if>><<if $analByMatilda>>* You were shoved up @@color:cyan;Matilda's@@ ass after being caught in the halls during the Monday Massacre and forced to spend the day in her bowels, but <<if $maeveSisterRelation > 1>>luckily she's friends with @@color:gold;Sam's@@ sister, who eventually bailed you out<<else>>you put up enough of a fight that she did eventually let you out<</if>>. <</if>><<if $eatenByAlesha>>* You were eaten by @@color:gold;Alesha@@ after she and @@color:gold;Sarah@@ lured you into a trap, attempting to get revenge for "ruining their plans" by escaping @@color:gold;Sarah's@@ gut a few days earlier, but she didn't fare any better than her girlfriend. <</if>><<if $eatenByBree>>* You were swallowed by Bree <<if $trialParticipant>>on your way back from class as a means of transporting you to @@color:cyan;Maeve's@@ party, forcing you to compete.<<else>>in an attempt to transport you somewhere, but you managed to get away.<</if>> <</if>><<if $unbirthedByNadia>>* You were unbirthed by @@color:gold;Nadia@@ when you did a little too well eating her out after she rescued you from @@color:cyan;Maeve's@@ party. <</if>><<if $eatenBySunny>>* You were eaten by @@color:gold;Sunny@@ for daring to make fun of her shades, but managed to hold out against her stomach. <</if>><<if $eatenByAliceDay4>>* <<if $aliceRelation1 is 3>>You were eaten by @@color:gold;Alice@@ after she caught you wearing her necklace. You managed to escape despite how enraged she was, though sadly she did reclaim the jewelry.<<else>>You were fed to @@color:gold;Alice@@ by her lackeys for daring to offend her in the hallway on your way to lunch, but she<<if $eatenByAlice or $eatenByAliceCookout>> still<</if>> couldn't keep you down.<</if>> <</if>><<if $analByJoan>>* You were shoved up @@color:cyan;Joan's@@ ass after she got upset that you did well during the first swim team meeting<<if $joanSwim1Bully is 1>>, but managed to free yourself before she'd even finished the job<<elseif $joanSwim1Bully > 3>>, and only escaped by following her orders to degrade yourself so she would release you<<else>>, but you managed to show her you won't be so easily put down<</if>>. <</if>><<if $eatenBySunnyRescue>>* You were swallowed by @@color:gold;Sunny@@ as a means of rescuing you from @@color:cyan;Zoey@@, but rather than let you out right away she took an antacid so she could hang onto you for several hours. <</if>><<if $eatenByNicole>>* You were eaten by Nicole after daring to try and eat the sophomore yourself during your first week, but you managed to succeed as prey despite your failure as a predator. <</if>><<if $day5ChandraApology > 1>>* You willingly allowed Chandra to swallow you to get even for trying to eat her earlier in the week and prove to her that you were actually sorry--luckily she stuck to her word about letting you back out. <</if>><<if $eatenByIzumi>>* You were eaten by @@color:cyan;Izumi@@ after deciding to watch one of her binges--not realizing that you had become part of the binge until it was too late--but despite sharing her stomach with so much food you managed to fight your way back out. <</if>><<if $unbirthedByJanet>>* You were unbirthed by @@color:cyan;Janet@@ and tricked into an extended stay inside of her after she offered to keep you safe from @@color:cyan;Zoey@@ when she was on the hunt. <</if>><<if $eatenByCherry>>* You were eaten by @@color:gold;Cherry@@ at the end of your first week of classes<<if $cherryDay6FullTour>>, but it turned out she just wanted to send someone on a trip all the way through her digestive system rather than digest you<<else>>, but you managed to break out of the mischievous girl's stomach<</if>>. <</if>><<if $eatenByKayla>>* You were eaten by @@color:gold;Kayla@@ at the end of your first week after you spurned her offer to use the equipment she just freed up at the gym, but her tough exterior wasn't enough to keep you from breaking out of her gut. <</if>><<if $eatenByClaire>>* You were eaten by @@color:cyan;Claire@@ at the end of your first week<<if $day6ClaireReversal is 1>> after failing to keep her down yourself<</if>>, but she wasn't able to finish the job<<if $ateClaire>>, and you promptly returned the favor after getting out with much more success<<elseif $day6ClaireReversal is 2>>, and though you tried to return the favor you were similarly unsuccessful<</if>>. <</if>><<if $eatenByOliviaMalloryAmbush>>* You were eaten by Olivia at the end of your first week of classes, a sophomore who'd been told a made up story that you had apparently been claiming to have humiliatingly escaped her during the Monday Massacre. But, you managed to bring some truth to the alleged boasting by showing her stomach who was boss. <</if>><<if $analByOliviaMalloryAmbush>>* You were shoved up Olivia's ass at the end of your first week of classes when she attempted to get revenge on you for allegedly spreading humiliating rumours about your earlier encounter on Monday, but you managed to escape. <</if>><<if $tabletopHangoutLost>>* You were swallowed by @@color:gold;Leah@@ after making a bet that the winner could eat the loser in a game tournament with some of the tabletop club members and winding up in last place, but luckily she wasn't playing for keeps and let you out after a little while. <</if>><<if $eatenBySamDay6>>* You were eaten by @@color:gold;Sam@@ at the end of your first week <<if $samMakeupPromise>>as revenge for breaking a promise<<else>>when a late night hunt went from bad to worse<</if>>, but you managed to overpower her skilled stomach. <</if>><<if $eatenByAliceDay7>>* You were eaten by @@color:gold;Alice@@ at the end of your first week as revenge for <<if $ateBetty>>eating @@color:cyan;Betty@@<<else>>getting @@color:cyan;Betty@@ eaten<</if>>, but even in her enraged state she wasn't able to keep you down. <</if>><<if $eatenByMeghan>>* You were eaten by Meghan at the pool at the end of your first week--apparently to teach you a lesson about why wearing a bikini on campus was a bad idea--but in the end you managed to make it out and survive to take her lesson to heart. <</if>><<if $analByCherry>>* You were shoved up @@color:gold;Cherry's@@ ass after you foolishly let yourself get lured away from @@color:gold;Emma's@@ party at the end of the first week, but you were eventually able to make it back out in one piece. <</if>><<if $eatenByEmma>>* You were eaten by @@color:gold;Emma@@ during her party at the end of the first week while she was drunk off her ass, but managed to make it back out of her booze-flooded gut, not trusting her claims that she would release you on her own. <</if>><<if $eatenByVivian>>* You were eaten by Vivian after being invited to a threesome with her and @@color:gold;Nadia@@, where you learned about her particularly predatory kink in the worst way possible, though luckily you survived to tell the tale. <</if>><<if $eatenByCassidy>>* You were eaten by @@color:cyan;Cassidy@@ at @@color:gold;Emma's@@ party while she was drunk and hoping to impress @@color:gold;Alice@@, but you were able to escape<<if $eatenByBetty and ($eatenByAlice or $eatenByAliceCookout or $eatenByAliceDay4)>>, completing your unwitting tour of the insides of @@color:gold;Alice's@@ clique<</if>>. <</if>><<if $eatenByJada>>* You were eaten by Jada at the end of @@color:gold;Emma's@@ party during the first week after she got a taste for you during a game of "drink or dare", but you were able to break free and make her wish she'd stuck to just a taste. <</if>><<if $eatenBySunnyParty>>* You were eaten by @@color:gold;Sunny@@ at the end of @@color:gold;Emma's@@ party during the first week after your flirting got a little out of hand, but luckily she let you back out before it was too late. <</if>><<if $eatenByKris>>* You were eaten by Kris at the end of @@color:gold;Emma's@@ party on the first weekend after you tried to rescue @@color:gold;Mina@@ from her, ending up packed tight into her gut right alongside your tiny friend instead. Luckily, the two of you were able to work together to break free from her overstuffed gut. <</if>><<if $eatenByDarcy>>* You were eaten by @@color:cyan;Darcy@@--who had just recently joined @@color:gold;Alice's@@ clique--after having the misfortune of quite literally running into @@color:gold;Alice@@ in the halls, but luckily even her toned stomach was no match for you. <</if>><<if $eatenByMandy>>* You were eaten by @@color:cyan;Mandy@@ in a surprising encounter late in October after thinking she hadn't made it past the start of the year, learning that she had been preparing to take you down as vengeance for ruining her first day that whole time, though unfortunately for her she didn't train well enough to keep you down.<<if $savedMandy>> Rather than eat her in vengeance, you talked things out with her after escaping, coming to acknowledge your unusual friendship. She elected to drop out of MVA in the end--it's probably for the best.<</if>> <</if>><<if $eatenByAliceDay8>>* You were eaten by @@color:gold;Alice@@ one evening late in October... or rather, you //fed yourself// to her in order to help @@color:gold;Mina@@ escape her stomach from the inside. Luckily, your plan worked out and the two of you were able to break free together, rather than meeting a humiliating, self-inflicted end. <</if>><<if $day9Heist is 1>>* You were swallowed by the school secretary one morning in October after getting caught helping Beli steal from her. Luckily, it was only temporary "detention" using antacids and she let you back out after an hour or so. <</if>><<if $eatenByLeahDay9>>* You were eaten by @@color:gold;Leah@@ in the halls one afternoon late in October<<if $leahExperiencedPerv > 0>>... who proceeded to get //far// too comfortable while you were inside of her once she was back at her dorm. Luckily, despite the embarrassing treatment, you were able escape before it was too late<<else>>, but you managed to escape her surprisingly sturdy gut<</if>>. <</if>><<if $day9MinaTrain is 2>>* You were swallowed by @@color:cyan;Professor Slate@@ alongside @@color:gold;Mina@@ so that you could give her a very direct demonstration of how to properly struggle against a predator's stomach. <</if>><<if $unbirthedByNadiaDay9>>* You were unbirthed by @@color:gold;Nadia@@ on a night late in October as a way to "earn" lessons from her on how to do it yourself. <</if>><<if $eatenByIliana>>* You were swallowed by a sophomore named Iliana one morning late in October, but you were thankfully able to break out of the sleepy girl's gut despite her experience. <</if>><<if $eatenByZoeyDay10>>* You were swallowed by @@color:cyan;Zoey@@ after class one day when you chose an unfortunate time to stop in the hall and give @@color:gold;Alice@@ a taste of her own medicine. The two of you ended up sharing the dangerous junior's stomach, just barely managing to escape thanks to your combined efforts. <</if>><<if $eatenByLily>>* You were eaten by @@color:cyan;Lily@@ in the locker room after swim practice one week in October, following a failed attempt to eat //her//. Thankfully, you survived the encounter despite her proving to be a surprisingly competent predator. <</if>><<if $eatenByIzumiDay10>>* You were eaten by @@color:cyan;Izumi@@ alongside @@color:cyan;Haley@@ at the end of Cooking Club one night, after foolishly trying to get her to release your other clubmate. With your efforts combined, the two of you managed to fight through her binge and escape from the junior. <</if>><<else>>.<</if>> You have participated in @@color:cyan;_lab@@ class lab<<if _lab != 1>>s<</if>> or other demonstration<<if _lab != 1>>s<</if>><<if _lab > 0>>: <<if $escapismLabHaley>>* You were partnered with @@color:cyan;Haley@@ for your first lab in Escapism. <<if $day3EscapismLabFailed>>You failed to escape her gut in time, leaving a bad first impression with @@color:cyan;Professor Slate@@.<<else>>It was a strange experience, but you were able to escape her gut within the time allotted.<</if>> <</if>><<if $escapismLabMina>>* You were partnered with @@color:gold;Mina@@ for your first lab in Escapism. You had the honor of being the first person she ever swallowed, though her stomach gave up on you almost immediately. When it was her turn to face yours, she couldn't even make you flinch. <</if>><<if $anatomyDemonstration > 0>>* You volunteered to let @@color:cyan;Professor Bora@@ swallow you so that she could livestream her digestive system to the class during the first week of Anatomy and Physiology.<<if $anatomyDemonstration > 1>> You didn't pay enough attention to her instructions, however, and went deeper than you were meant to, winding up stuck in an irritated professor's bowels for much of the day.<</if>> <</if>><<if $day > 7>>* You were partnered with @@color:gold;Leah@@ for a lab in Intro to Vore late in October, <<if $day8IntroLabFailed>>unfortunately failing to keep her down for the full period, though that wasn't necessarily the main goal. Things<<else>>during which you managed to keep the chubby nerd trapped in your gut for the full period, though things<</if>> were a little awkward when you had to act as prey due to her <<if $leahInfo4 > 0>>particular<<else>>suspected<</if>> feelings about vore... <</if>><<if $escapismLabAlice>>* You were partnered with @@color:gold;Alice@@ for a lab in Escapism late in October, <<if $day9EscapismLabFailed >>only bolstering her ego when you failed to break out of her stomach in the allotted time<<else>>managing to bruise her ego (and piss her off) by successfully breaking out of her stomach before time was up<</if>>. <</if>><<if $day9ArtistModel is 2>>* You decided to take a job as a vore model for an artist on campus, @@color:cyan;Aya@@, one evening in late October, which involved you swallowing your classmate Sofia for a few hours so you could pose naked with a full belly. <</if>><<if $day9ArtistModel is 3>>* You decided to take a job as a vore model for an artist on campus, @@color:cyan;Aya@@, one evening in late October. Unfortunately, you ended up playing the role of prey in the arrangement, sitting in your classmate Sofia's stomach for a few hours while @@color:cyan;Aya@@ drew her. <</if>><<if ($day > 9) and $day10SunnyYoga>>* You joined @@color:gold;Sunny@@ for a session of "Belly Yoga" in the gym late in October, taking turns stretching with the other in your stomach for an unbelievably relaxing workout. <</if>><<else>>.<</if>>

''Your current wardrobe consists of:'' <ul> <li>Your average, everyday clothes</li> <li>Pajamas</li> <li>Your workout clothes</li> <<if $wardrobeUniform>><li>A school uniform</li><</if>> <<if $wardrobeLight>><li>A lightweight, more revealing outfit--spaghetti straps and a skirt</li><</if>> <<if ($club is "swim") and ($day > 3)>><li>A<<if ($joanSwim1Bully > 1) and ($week is 1)>> (soiled)<</if>> school issued swimsuit</li><</if>> </ul> ''You also have the following in your possession:'' <<if $aliceNecklace>>* Alice's necklace <</if>><<if $aliceKey>>* Alice's room key <</if>><<if ($day < 6) and ($day3DormKey is "taken")>>* The key to Room L207<</if>><<if $day9Charlotte is 2>>* //The Blade of Nowhere//, a fantasy novel Charlotte loaned you<</if>><<if $ateBrooke is 3>>* Brooke's Varsity Jacket<</if>>

<<Time 20.25>><<set $metNadia to true>><<if ($fat < 20) and ($breastSize > 17)>><<set _nadia to true>><<else>><<set _nadia to false>><</if>>After some coercing from Matilda, the seven of you are paraded out of the bathroom and into the common area of the suite. The room is packed, what looks like two dozen upperclassmen all squeezing into a room that's probably not meant for any more than ten. Most of them have a drink in their hand already. As you come around the corner, the crowd clears out a circle in the middle for you to stand, all of them cheering and hollering as they eye you hungrily.<<if !$day3DinnerCherry>> You very quickly spot Bree among the students and glare at her. She's too busy chugging whatever's in her cup to notice.<</if>> "Oh damn, which of you scored the redhead!?" a girl from the crowd shouts. "Hey red! Don't be shy, put your arms down! I'll show you mine if you let yours loose!" "Jesus Rachel, you've had //one// drink..." the girl next to her mutters. "Guys, I'm scared..." Karen mumbles, crossing her arms even tighter in front of her. "Everyone shut it, there'll be plenty of time to drool over the contestants!" Maeve shouts. Everyone quickly quiets down, then there's a collective gasp as they turn their attention to her. You look over at her and furrow your brow. She's holding what looks like a metal arm, brandishing it overhead like a sword. "That's right, show some respect. It's time for this year's freshman judgement to begin!" A cheer explodes through the room. "Yeah, let's get it started!" "My money's on the one in green!" "Who cares who wins, I've got dibs on the short one!" "This year we've got ourselves seven lovely contestants, but only one of them is worthy of being blessed by the hand of Mable!" Maeve says, lifting the arm overhead again. She cracks up a little, unable to keep a straight face for that last part. "All glory to the hand!" several girls in the crowd shout, everyone grinning or laughing. "What the //hell// is going on here!?" Bella suddenly blurts out. There's a brief moment of silence before most of the crowd bursts out laughing. "Ten bucks says that one loses first round!" someone shouts. "No shot she makes it. If she's still in round two I'll do a body shot with someone," another laughs. "What's going on, is that you're all very lucky!" Maeve says with a grin, starting to pace around you and the other freshman. "We're gonna run you all through three trials, whichever one of you manages to win it all not only //doesn't// get eaten, you get a prize to go home with! Everyone who loses though... well, no party's complete without snacks, right?" "NO! You can't do this, we're not just toys you psychos!" the second blonde in your group suddenly shouts. "I'm leaving!" She makes a break for it, sprinting towards the front door. She actually manages to slip past most of the girls in the way, but as soon as she gets a hand on the door handle someone grabs her. The crowd parts a little to watch as a girl with platinum blonde hair effortlessly pulls her away from the door with one arm and shoves her head into her mouth. There's some chanting and laughing from the crowd as she makes short work of your former companion, sealing her away in her writhing belly. With a bored expression on her face, she puts the lollipop she'd been holding in her other hand back into her mouth and leans against the wall. "There's one every year," Maeve chuckles. "Thanks Shina!" The girl nods in response, her belly thrashing wildly. "Anyone else wanna try that? No? Good!" Maeve says, slinging the metal arm over her shoulder. "She didn't even get to hear the best part--you all get to enjoy the party too while you're still around! Go ahead and mingle and have fun while we get things set up for the first trial. Gotta give everyone a chance to pick their favorites," she laughs. She holds the arm up over her head. "Alright, let's get this thing going! We've got the whole lounge ready, so don't just sit here trashing my suite!" There's a cheer from the crowd and music starts to blare as Maeve and several others filter out into the hall. You and the other freshman stay put, a little dumbstruck. The group is quickly broken up, however, by the upperclassmen that stayed behind swarming you with offers of beer and far from gentle suggestions to come chat with them. You're dragged away by two girls that give you a bottle of something bitter and force you to drink. Their attention quickly shifts to fighting over Karen, however, and you slip away to hide in an open spot in the corner. "Hey," a sultry voice says just as you feel like you've evaded everyone's attention. You turn to the source and almost jump back in surprise. It's an extremely pale girl with long, messy black hair in an unusual getup. She's wearing fishnet stockings and boots, fingerless gloves that continue past her elbows, and heavy, dark eyeshadow. A silver halfmoon dangles from one ear, and a black choker with a similar charm is around her neck. Her very revealing tank top shows off an impressive bust. "Uh... hey," you say, nervously taking a sip of your drink. "Aw, you look scared. Name's Nadia," she says, cocking her head a little<<if _nadia>> and not so subtly looking you over<</if>>. "I'm $name. Shouldn't I be scared?" you say. "This is insane." "Heh, I guess it is," she replies. "Just have some fun with it while you can, maybe you'll win." "Maybe..." "Or maybe you'll end up clogging Maeve's toilet by the end of the night." "Thanks for that..." "At least you aren't her," she says, nodding towards Karen on the other side of the room. She's on the couch being held in someone's lap, with three or four others all fawning over her. Her face is bright red and she has a look like a deer caught in the headlights. "Yeah..." you mumble<<if _nadia>>, catching Nadia clearly checking you out again when you turn back to her<</if>>. You take a long sip of your drink. "So, uh, how often do you have to replace that?" you ask with a nervous laugh, gesturing to her choker. "Oh this little thing? It's pretty flexible," she says with a smirk. She hooks her thumbs under the sides and stretches it out so far it could fit over her shoulders.<<if _nadia>> Her eyelids lower a little and before you can react, she steps closer and pulls it over your head. You blush furiously as she lets go and it snaps against the back of your own neck, pushing you right up against her. "You know, I think you're too cute for this..." she says, tracing a finger along your shoulder. "How about I get you out of here and we go have our own fun?" "Y-You can do that?" you say, looking away from her as your heart starts to race. She puts a hand on your chin and turns your head back to her. "Of course darling, you might not like how though..." she says with a smirk. She leans in closer like she's going to go for a kiss, but after letting the moment hang she instead finally frees you from the embrace of her choker. "You'll have to throw the first game." "What? Won't that just get me eaten?" you say, backing up a little and taking a deep breath. "Yeah... by me," she says. Her tongue quickly flicks between her lips. "We can't just walk out of here with that big X on your face. But... if you lose this match, I can make sure I'm the one that gets to eat you. Then I just leave and take you back to my dorm, and you and I can start having a party of our own.~" "That's..." You catch yourself looking her over and shake your head. "That's super risky. How can you be sure you'll be the one to... get me?" "Oh so you //are// interested in the other part~" she giggles. "I have my ways. I can promise it'll be me if you're the one on the menu. And I promise I'll make it up to you if you just take a quick ride in my guts.~" \ <<link "Agree">><<replace "#choice">><<set $trialSavedByNadia to true>>You can't deny that Nadia's been pushing all the right buttons for you--you're //very// interested in "having some fun" with her. If you stay and participate in Maeve's game, odds are you'll just end up getting eaten anyways, so really there's nothing to lose. "Yes please," you blurt out. "Um, I mean, okay, I'll do it." "That's a good girl~" she says with a smirk. "Alright fresh meat, time for the real fun to begin!" a voice shouts from behind you. You turn to find Matilda standing in the doorway. "Everyone out to the lounge, it's time for trial number one!" "Good luck $name," Nadia says with a wink. [[Head to the lounge->Maeve's Party- Trial One]]<</replace>><</link>> <<link "It's too risky">><<replace "#choice">>This all sounds too risky to you. It seems more like she just wants to eat you but isn't allowed to while you're still in the competition. Plus, you aren't necessarily one to get frisky with someone you just met<<if $eatenBySarah>>, especially after what happened with Sarah and Alesha the first day<</if>>. "Uh, no, I'll just take my chances with the trial," you say, taking a step back. "Well that's a shame," she says. "But if you do make it out without me, maybe we can try this again sometime.~" "Alright fresh meat, time for the real fun to begin!" a voice shouts from behind you. You turn to find Matilda standing in the doorway. "Everyone out to the lounge, it's time for trial number one!" "Good luck $name," Nadia says. [[Head to the lounge->Maeve's Party- Trial One]]<</replace>><</link>><<else>> "It would be stupid to wear a normal one with this little hobby we all have." "Oh, neat," you say. "Alright fresh meat, time for the real fun to begin!" a voice shouts from behind you. You turn to find Matilda standing in the doorway. "Everyone out to the lounge, it's time for trial number one!" "Good luck $name," Nadia says. [[Head to the lounge->Maeve's Party- Trial One]]<</if>>

<<Time 20.5>>You and the other freshman follow Matilda out into the hall, most of you, Karen in particular, looking even more shaken up than before you had time to "relax and enjoy the party". As you exit the room, <<if !$trialSavedByNadia>>your first instinct is to see if there's any possibility to slip away, but <</if>>you find that they've blocked off the way to the stairs with some miscellaneous furniture from the dorm, with any slight hope of using it as an escape route further dashed by Shina from earlier resting against the barricade. The music from the suite fades to just a dull baseline as you move out into the lounge. Here, you get much more of a "wild college party" vibe: the lights are dim, a group is doing shots at a table in the back, and one of the couches is taken up by a couple making out with shameless passion. Like before, the excitement level of the room immediately rises when you walk in. "There's our freshmen!" Maeve says with a grin. She quickly downs the brightly colored drink in her hand and tosses the glass at a nearby girl, an ice cube flying out onto her as she hurriedly catches it. She looks like she's about to tell her off before realizing who she's dealing with. "You all ready for your first trial?" "Not really," you reply. "This is so fucked, can you just let us go?" Bella says. "I don't wanna be here..." Karen mumbles. "That's the spirit!" Maeve laughs. "Don't worry, we start things off slow, and this one's fun for everyone!" She claps her hands. "Donna! Brit! Get to the whiteboard. Everyone gather round!" <<if $metDonna>>Donna and a very busty, long-haired blonde girl immediately jump up and rush over to a board at the back wall of the lounge.<<else>>Two girls immediately jump up and rush over to a board at the back wall of the lounge: a short-haired, bottom heavy black girl, and a busty, pale blonde with long hair.<</if>> You're corralled towards the board as well, all the partygoers forming into a circle around you. Many of them look like they're already pretty drunk. Maeve stands between you and the board, a wicked grin on her face. "Alright, time for the judgement to really begin! For our first trial, we're doing another variation of the fan favorite opener," she says. "It's basically tradition at this point." "Oh shit, sorry Karen! Dibs on her when she loses!" one of the girls you'd seen with her before shouts from the crowd. "Wh-What?" Karen says. "This year we're doing strip //hangman//," Maeve announces. There's a wave of "ooo"'s and cheering from the crowd, along with one "that's dumb". "You should all know how hangman works so I'm not going to explain most of the rules. First things first, we need two teams." Matilda steps up and very quickly splits you up into groups of three. It's you, Claire, and Bella against Madison, Karen, and Sadie. You all exchange nervous glances. "So, the important thing here is that one of //you// is going to be the hangman for your team. Every time you get a letter wrong, your hangman has to take off a piece of clothing. If they end up completely naked or the other team guesses their word, you lose and someone gets to eat them," Maeve explains. There's some cheering from the crowd. "And when you strip, no 'one shoe' kinda bullshit, if it's a pair it comes off together, got it?" "How do we--" Karen starts to say, but Maeve steps forward and flicks her forehead. "I'm not done," Maeve says, narrowing her eyes. Karen whimpers and shrinks away. "Donna is recording for you three," she continues, pointing at your team, "the others have Brit. And... it looks like you're now 'Team Bitch' and 'Team Slut'," she sighs, reading off the board. Some laughter rings through the crowd. "Anyways, you guys pick the word for the other team, whoever goes up to strip tells Donna and Brit what it is. Everyone got that?" "Who's the hangman for each team?" you ask. "You've got thirty seconds to figure that out before I just pick someone," Maeve replies with a grin. <<if $trialSavedByNadia>>For you, it's actually a relief that you get to decide for yourselves. You aren't entirely sure how you're going to manage to throw a game of hangman, but if you're really going along with Nadia's plan it has to be you up there. "Don't worry guys, I'll go up," you tell the others. "Seriously?" Claire asks. "Shh, don't try to talk her out of it!" Bella says. "Thanks for your sacrifice, $name." "I'm sure, as long as we come up with a good word I'll be fine," you say. "What are we thinking?" "How about 'debauchery'?" Claire whispers. "Decent length, kind of obscure, and only one repeating letter. Could be tricky." "I don't even know what that means, so yeah sounds good to me," Bella says. "Sure," you say. You're pretty sure having more unique letters will actually give the other team an advantage in this situation, but since you're secretly trying to lose here you aren't complaining. Maybe you can tell it to Brit really loudly too to make sure you don't have a chance. "Alright, time's up! Team Bitch, who's on the menu?" Maeve demands. "I guess that's me," you say, stepping forward. "And Team Slut?" "Uh, we didn't really--" Madison starts to say. "Wrong answer, it's you!" Maeve says, grabbing Karen's arm and pulling her forward. "W-Wait, how is this fair!" she protests as most of the crowd starts cheering. "I only have two things I can take off!" "I never said it was fair," Maeve laughs. "Now get up there." "Why me..." Karen mumbles, trudging up toward the board. You curse under your breath. How are you going to lose to her with such a blatant advantage? As you walk up to the board, you do think of something that would work. You'll really run the risk of making it obvious you're trying to lose, but it's probably your only option to guarantee a loss like this. "Okay, what's your word!" the blonde girl at the board asks. "A..." you whisper to her. "Alright then!" she chirps, not even batting an eye. She draws a single line on the board and stands next to it, smiling. The whole room erupts into laughter. "Wow, looks like Team Bitch is trying to do their hangman dirty! Round one's gonna be pretty short," Maeve laughs. "It's both admirable and fucking stupid that you didn't just give a different word." Claire and Bella are both giving you a confused look, you just grin sheepishly and give a little shrug. You've never seen someone look as relieved as Karen does right now. "Alright, let's start things off with Team Slut to get this over with." "I," Madison calls out. You facepalm. "Nope!" Brit says, writing an I on the board off to the side. "Madison, come on!" Karen squeals, her face turning bright red. "Incredible," Maeve says with a laugh. "Well, you know the rules, lose part of that bikini." "Yeah, let's see 'em Karen!" someone shouts from the crowd. "Pop that top!" calls another. Several start just chanting "Karen" over and over again. "But there's no way I'm gonna..." The chanting just gets louder. "Oh fine, fine! This thing doesn't fit anyways..." She holds one hand over her chest and, with a whimper, uses the other to start untying her bikini top. The straps go limp and fall away from her. As quickly as she can, she pulls the rest of it off and lets it fall to the floor, immediately crossing her arms and clasping her hands over her breasts. There's a wave of cheers from the crowd. "Well, Team Bitch apparently has a slight chance somehow. Care to guess?" Maeve says. "E," Bella calls out. Claire immediately slaps her shoulder. "Bella! We had to try to guess the word or it's pointless!" "Yeah, your partner's right," Donna chuckles. "Also there's not even an 'e', so go ahead and take something off for us as a little appetizer sweetie." <<if $outfit is "uniform">>You sigh and simply take off the jacket of your uniform.<<else>>You sigh and bend over, pulling off your shoes. There's some muttered disappointment from the crowd that that's what you went for.<</if>> "Let's get this over with..." "A!" Madison shouts without hesitation. "That's right!" Brit says, filling in the only blank space. "And there it is, I'm surprised we actually got some action out of that round," Maeve says, walking up to you. "Sorry, looks like your team loses this one." She grins. "And you know what that means! Who wants her?" There's a brief silence and you frantically scan the crowd for Nadia. In doing so, you notice that several people are looking away with an annoyed expression on their face. You relax a little as she finally steps forward. "I'll take this one," Nadia says with a smirk, swaying her hips a little as she walks up to you. "She looks cute.~" "A sophomore taking first dibs, huh?" Maeve says. She glances around the room, but no one else seems to want you. She shrugs and pushes you forward into Nadia's arms. "Alright then eyeshadow, knock yourself out." Nadia places one arm around your shoulders and pulls you in close, pressing her chest against the top of yours. Her other hand slides down your back and comes to a stop caressing your ass. She looks down at you and bites her lip. "Don't squirm too much alright? Just go down nice and easy for me.~" A shiver runs down your spine and you almost whimper. Steeling your nerves, you close your eyes and wait for her to get it over with. There's no need for you to fake looking scared. The warmth of her breath washes over you moments before you feel her lips begin to slide over your head. She goes slowly, inching you into her mouth as her arms hold you tight. You twitch a little as she gives you some semblance of a kiss before starting to swallow, running her tongue over your lips and flicking the tip in between them. A powerful pull from her throat drags you down, and she starts to pick up the pace. Rather than bending over, she tightens her grip with her lower hand and starts to lift you up. She tilts her head back and holds you tight as you're dragged deeper and deeper into her body. Your head pushes through into her stomach, finding a bit of the mushy remains of her dinner still lingering. A few more swallows and your body starts to curl up into the slimy chamber. You hadn't noticed her drinking much, but the air inside her is stained with the clear scent of alcohol. She gives your butt a firm squeeze before forcing it into her eager maw, your legs quickly following. Once your feet are in her mouth, she slows to a crawl, teasing you with her tongue as you gently drift deeper. You start to squirm a little from the attention, and she finally decides to let you be. With one final, heavy swallow, the last of you slides down into her gut. "//Mmm//, cute //and// tasty," she purrs, all but stifling a small burp. You feel her gently run a hand along the top of her belly and down the front, coming to a stop to caress you from below. "You know what, I take back my snark about being a sophomore, that was a pretty good show! I think Ash is even touching herself over there," you hear Maeve laugh. "I'm feeling a little hot myself, I might have to take her somewhere more private for a while~" Nadia says, gently squeezing her gut. "Do what you want, she's yours now. Just get out of the middle--we're clearing the board for round two!" While the muffled sounds of the crowd start to grow more excited, you gently bob up and down with Nadia's footsteps. She comes to a stop for a while, at the edge of the crowd from the sounds of it but clearly still at the party. You feel her give you a gentle pat on the back. You start to think about whether you really trust this arrangement of yours. It's hard to feel safe while you're in a stomach, especially when it's clearly working up to deal with you. She goes on the move again and the party starts to grow quiet, but your nerves still aren't calmed. [[Maybe this wasn't a great idea...->Nadia's Promise- Released]]<<else>>"Any chance one of you two wants to go up?" Bella asks with a nervous smile. You and Claire both shake your heads. "Thought so..." "Let's just come up with a word that'll keep whoever she picks safe," you suggest. "Not like any of us are volunteering." "How about 'debauchery'?" Claire whispers. "Decent length, kind of obscure, and only one repeating letter. Could be tricky." "I don't even know what that means, so yeah sounds good to me," Bella says. "Well..." you say, thinking. It may be hard to guess, but the way this game is set up you feel like having more unique letters is actually an advantage for the other team. Before you can voice your concern, Maeve decides you've had long enough. "Alright, time's up! Team Bitch, who's on the menu?" Maeve demands. "Just pick someone," you sigh. "Gladly, streak you're up!" she replies, pointing to Claire. She shrugs and steps forward. "And Team Slut?" "Uh, we didn't really--" Madison starts to say. "Wrong answer, it's you!" Maeve says, grabbing Karen's shoulder and pulling her forward. "W-Wait, how is this fair!" she protests as most of the crowd starts cheering. "I only have two things I can take off!" "I never said it was fair," Maeve laughs. "Now get up there." "Why me..." Karen mumbles, trudging up toward the board. Claire can't help grinning a little, no longer seeming even a little nervous. Both girls tell Donna and Brit their words and they draw the spaces on the board--yours has eight letters. "Let's get this started! Team Bitch, you're up first," Maeve says. "Okay, uh, 'A'?" you call out. "Nope!" Donna says, writing an A off to the side on the board. "Lose something for us." "Fine, it's kinda hot in here anyway," Claire says with a little shrug. She unbuttons her green overshirt, then gets a little smirk and turns her back to the crowd. She very slowly lets it slide off her shoulders and fall to the floor, revealing the short, black spaghetti strap top she has on underneath. A wave of excitement goes through the room. She turns back with a wink. "See, things are so much better when you play along!" Maeve laughs. "Team Slut, your turn." "'O'," Madison calls out. "Sorry!" Brit says, writing an O on the board. "Show us what you've got Karen!" "Madison, come on!" Karen squeals, her face turning bright red. "Yeah, let's see 'em Karen!" someone shouts from the crowd. "Pop that top!" calls another. Several start just chanting "Karen" over and over again. "Do I really have to--" The chanting just gets louder. "Okay, okay! This thing doesn't fit anyways..." She holds one hand over her chest and, with a whimper, uses the other to start untying her bikini top. The straps go limp and fall away from her. As quickly as she can, she pulls the rest of it off and lets it fall to the floor, immediately crossing her arms and clasping her hands over her breasts. There's a wave of cheers from the crowd. "I hate all of you..." The focus returns to you after a little while. Bella speaks up this time and guesses E. No dice. "Really? You're killing me here guys," Claire says, sliding her sandals off and flicking them toward the edge of the crowd. "Kinda literally." Karen looks like she's about to pass out from the anticipation as she waits for her team to say something. Finally, Madison follows Bella's lead and calls out E, filling in two spaces on the board. "Oh thank god..." Karen says, breathing out so hard she leans forward. The disappointment from the audience is palpable. Things switch back to you and you guess I, making it onto the board as the second to last letter. It doesn't end up mattering, however, because the next call out from the other team is M. "Nope!" Brit chirps. Karen freezes with her eyes wide. "Come on Karen, you know the rules," Maeve says with a grin. "Take 'em off. "But then I... I lost, you're gonna eat me anyways! Just get it over with," Karen says. She tries to back up but Brit nudges her forward again. "Rules are rules, the round doesn't actually end 'till the clothes come off," Maeve says. Her eyes narrow a little. "Do it." "Oooh... this is such bullshit!" she cries. She shifts her arms so that only one is covering her chest, slowly moving the other down to her waist. Most of the upperclassmen are practically drooling as they egg her on. With a shaky hand, she slides off her bikini bottom, leaving her completely exposed. As soon as it drops to the floor, she crosses her legs. "There, are you freaks happy?" "And //now// your team loses," Maeve chuckles. "Alright--" "Me!" a voice calls from the crowd. "I want her!" "Give her to me!" "Shut up you vultures!" Maeve growls. She points to a tall redhead in the crowd. "Rachel, she's yours." There's some moaning from the others in the crowd. "Oh suck it up! She's been drooling over her since the start, and as a Junior that I remember the name of she's got seniority." "Yaaaaaay!" Rachel cheers, stumbling forward. She's clearly already wasted despite it being pretty early in the party still. She rushes over to Karen and picks her up into a hug. "Oh you're so soft! Hehe I'll show you a fun time cutie, don't worry..." Karen looks terrified as Rachel places her back down and turns her around. Before she can protest, Rachel shoves her whole head into her mouth from behind. Then she grabs the girl's arms and pulls them to her side, finally exposing her chest to the crowd of onlookers. Karen starts to panic and squirm while everyone goes wild. Her breasts are soon hidden again as Rachel works her lips over them, the rest of Karen's body soon to follow. A loud belch escapes her lips as Karen curls up into her bloated belly. "Oh she was //*hic*// delicious..." Rachel drools. She stumbles over to one of the couches, Karen visibly thrashing in her gut. She drops back onto the couch, ignoring its current occupants who barely move out of the way in time. "Someone get me another drink..!" "One down, four more to get gulped. Time for round two!" Maeve says with a grin. "None of you made a choice last time, so: blonde, hoodie, you two are up." "Fuck... fuck!" Bella says as Claire rejoins the two of you. "Quick guys what's our word? I really need a winner!" \ <<link "Jazz">><<replace "#choice">>"Let's go with 'Jazz'," you suggest. "What? But that's so short, it'll be easy," Bella says. "It's short, but mostly made of letters no one ever goes for," you explain. "Trust me, back in high school we played hangman in homeroom all the time and jazz was always the trump card... well, until everyone used it so often that people started immediately guessing jazz if it was a four letter word. But here it'll still work great, promise!" "Alright, I'll trust you. This better work!" Bella says. Reluctantly, she walks up to the board with Madison. The word you're guessing is eight letters long again. "Team Slut, you get to start this round," Maeve says. "Okay, uh, A!" Sadie calls out. "You've got one!" Brit says, filling in the blank. Bella immediately shoots you a look. "Let's go with O," Claire says. There's one O near the end of your word, so Bella's safe for now. "Oh wait I know!" Sadie says when the focus returns to her. "Is the word 'Jazz'?" "It is, good job!" Brit says, filling in the rest of the blanks. "Yes, Sadie I love you!" Madison cheers, rushing back and giving her a hug in her excitement. Bella is giving you a look of absolute betrayal, while you just stare back at her with a vacant, stunned expression. "Damn it, you guys suck, that round was lame," Maeve grumbles. "Who wants the blonde? Give us something more entertaining to watch." "I could go for some blonde right now," someone in the crowd shouts. "I'm still holding out for the shortstack, someone else can grab her." "You want more entertaining?" a short brunette says, stepping forward from the crowd. "Give her to me and I'll take her up the ass!" "Sold!" Maeve laughs. "No!" Bella shouts, backing away. Donna grabs her arms and holds her still before she gets anywhere. "Ooo sit her down on the couch, I have a fun idea," the brunette says with a smirk. Donna obliges and walks her over to an open couch, forcing her to take a seat. The crowd follows excitedly. You watch as the brunette reaches under her skirt to pull off her panties and climbs up onto the back of the couch. "No, you can't... wh-what are you doing?" Bella says, slowly looking up in horror. The brunette wiggles her hips a little and bites her lip. A moment later she drops down onto Bella's head, gasping as it's forced into her body. She comes to a stop on her shoulders for a moment, but with a little push she fits them in. Gravity does the rest, Bella slowly sinking into the girl's colon while she gently slides down onto the couch. You look away when all that's left are Bella's flailing legs, deciding you don't want to watch this. "Well, you four are free to party again for a while, I'll round you back up when the second trial is ready," Maeve says. She smirks. "And try to put on a better show next time, once everyone's nice and drunk there's a whole lot more of them willing to give you the treatment blondie's getting." There's a cheer from the gathering around the couch and you look over. Bella has completely disappeared into the writhing gut of the other girl, who's leaning back with a look of bliss on her face. A loud belch gets your attention from nearby and you glance over to see the girl who ate Karen finishing a bottle of something, her belly already looking much less active. [[This is going to be a long night->Maeve's Party- Mingle]]<</replace>><</link>> <<link "Psychology">><<replace "#choice">><<set $preyHealth to 10>>/* this is just to track whether Madison or Bella is still alive in the next scene, not necessary to have its own variable because the other just gets eaten anyways so it shouldn't be relevant again */"Let's go with 'Psychology'," you suggest. "That's a pretty tricky one." "Oh, that is a good one! Thanks $name," Bella says. Reluctantly, she walks up to the board with Madison. The word you're guessing is eight letters long again. "Team Slut, you get to start this round," Maeve says. "Okay, uh, A!" Sadie calls out. "Not this time!" Brit says. Madison sighs and takes her hoodie off, revealing a very simple blue t-shirt underneath. "Let's go with O," Claire says. There's one O near the end of your word, so Bella's safe for now. "Hmm... C?" Sadie guesses when the attention shifts back to her. "Nope!" Brit chirps, writing a C off to the side. You and Claire immediately give each other a confused look, then glance at Bella. She shrugs. You decide not to say anything. This match continues for much longer than the first, both sides filling in quite a bit of their words. There have also been a lot of incorrect guesses, both Bella and Madison completely stripped down to their underwear, looking very nervous. Even after buying herself an extra turn on a technicality by taking her earrings off, things are starting to look grim for Bella. Your team is up, with "_l_tto_y" on the board. "Let's see... how about--" "Oh, it's 'Gluttony'!" Claire calls out, cutting you off. "You got it!" Donna says, filling in the rest of the word. "//Shit//..." Madison mutters, burying her face in her hands. "No, the shit comes later," Maeve says, grinning. "Who wants to help her along with that?" "She's no Karen but she is pretty cute..." someone from the crowd muses. "I'm still holding out for the shortstack, someone else can grab her." "I'll take this one," a blonde girl says, stepping forward. "She was hiding more than I thought under those baggy clothes.~" "She's all yours," Maeve says. "Shit..." Madison repeats, keeping her head down. The blonde girl steps forward and starts to swallow her down with no hesitation. Madison doesn't make any real effort to resist, clearly resigned to the fact there's no way out of this situation. The girl makes short work of her, burping and patting her bloated gut in satisfaction. "So you three, what //was// your word? I've been trying to figure it out myself," Maeve says, looking at you, Claire, and Bella. "Well..." "It was 'Psychology'!" Brit says, smiling as she fills in "Psykology" on the board. Maeve's mouth flattens and she takes a deep breath. "Psychology is spelled with a 'ch', dipshit," she sighs. "Oops..." Brit replies, looking at the discarded C on the board. She shrugs. "Oh well!" The rest of the upperclassmen break out into laughter with her, and you notice the blonde girl's gut suddenly kick to life. "Whatever... You four are free to party again for a while, I'll round you back up when the second trial is ready," Maeve says. [[This is going to be a long night->Maeve's Party- Mingle]]<</replace>><</link>>\ <</if>><<set $metDonna to true>><<set $metBrit to true>>

<<Time 21.25>>With the first trial over, people quickly disperse around the room. The two girls that ate your former companions are both lounging on separate couches and becoming popular with the other partygoers, who seem very interested in teasing the prey in their bulging guts. The party starts to pick up, someone bringing the speaker out from Maeve's suite into the lounge, filling the air with loud, energetic music. A number of blue and purple lamps that are scattered around the room also get turned on, adding to the atmosphere. You and the other three freshman manage to stick together and keep to yourselves for a little while this time, but it isn't long before more upperclassmen come to drag you into the party.<<if $preyHealth is 10>> The first to come up is a short redhead with an outfit that doesn't leave much to the imagination. Her face is flushed red and her eyes are dilated. "Hey guys, you're doing good so far!" she says, putting an arm on Bella's shoulder. "Sooo, I promised earlier I'd do a body shot with someone if you made it past the first round..." the girl explains, shifting her arm into more of a side hug. "And now that I've seen you like this that someone is you.~ So let's get to it!" "Hey..! What does that even mean?" Bella says, trying to squirm out of her grip. "I'm gonna pour vodka into your belly button and suck it out!" the girl replies with a grin. She starts to drag Bella away toward a table surrounded by a group of excited girls. "Come on, it'll be fun!" "What!? No way!" Bella tries to protest. "Honestly, I'm gonna go watch how this plays out," Claire laughs, following them over. Not long after, the girl that's been adamant about having dibs on her comes to get Sadie to drink with her, leaving you alone.<<else>> Claire and Madison get pulled away first, followed by the girl that's been adamant about having dibs on her coming to get Sadie to drink with her, leaving you alone.<</if>> "Aw, looks like everyone's leaving out the wildcard," a cheerful voice says. Two girls walk up to you: a blonde with blue highlights and a short haired brunette. "Huh?" you say. "Well, you haven't done much or gotten anyone's attention yet, who knows what you'll do in the next challenge. Wildcard!" the blonde explains. "So we wanna figure out what you're about!" the brunette says. She gives you a pat on the back and smiles. "That other girl said your name was $name, right?" "Yeah..." "Well it's nice to meet you $name! We're mixing up screwdrivers in the back, why don't you..." she trails off, her gaze focused on something behind you. The two turn to look at each other, then quickly start to walk away from you. "Uh, good luck!" <<if $eatenByZoeyMulti>>"//You//," someone growls from behind you, giving you a shove. "Hey! What's--" the words catch in your throat as you turn around to find the voice belongs to Zoey. There's a look that could kill in her eyes. "I knew I recognized you," she says. You try to back away but she grabs your arms, squeezing hard. "You need to go back where you belong!" "H-Hey I made it out fair and square!" you protest. "Let me go!" "Shut up!" she growls, pushing you so hard you fall over. "Fresh meat never gets the better of me." "Uh..." You start to scramble back onto your feet, but she leans over and grabs your shirt before you do more than sit up, putting your face right in front of hers. You can smell the alcohol on her breath. The situation is starting to draw a crowd. "I'm a contestant, you can't eat me unless I lose!" "You think I give a shit?" Zoey hisses. She licks her lips, but before things can go further she winces and lets go, her head pulling back away from you. "You bet your fucked up eyes you do," Maeve says, holding Zoey's ponytail in her hand. You never thought you'd be relieved to hear her voice. "Party rules, Pierce. No freshman gets eaten till I say so." Zoey pulls her hair free and turns to Maeve with a menacing glare. She's scowling, but you see a glint of worry in her eyes. "Fuck your stupid contest! If you'd just let us eat them as party snacks like we should be doing this whole thing would be so much more popular." She makes another grab for you but Maeve immediately snatches her wrist. "You're already on thin ice," Maeve says, narrowing her eyes. The tone of her voice sends a shiver down your spine. "So step off before I give you a tour of the school's plumbing like everyone's been asking me to for two fucking years." Other than the music, the party has fallen silent by this point. "No one eats her until she loses, got it freak?" Zoey huffs and takes a step back, but you can still see her rage. "This one is mine. I claimed her before this stupid party even started." "You know what? Fine. You want her that bad, you're part of the show now," Maeve says, grabbing her arm and starting to storm off. Zoey stands her ground. "What?" she hisses. "You're coming with me," Maeve commands, glaring at her over her shoulder. Zoey hesitates for only a second more before willingly following her. The party starts to pick back up and the crowd that had started to form disperses. You get back up on your feet, breathing hard. As if the night couldn't get worse.<<else>>"Hey fresh meat," a voice says from behind you, her words slightly slurred. She puts a hand on your shoulder and pulls back so you'll turn to face her. "Hell...o," you say, <<if $metZoey>>inhaling sharply when you see the source of the voice. It's Zoey from yesterday. "Do I know you?" she says, stepping uncomfortably close. "Uh, no... Who are you?" you say with a nervous laugh. You try to back away but she tightens her grip on your shoulder.<<else>>trailing off as you see the source of the voice. It's a fairly chunky blonde with her hair tied back in a messy ponytail. She's wearing a slanted mauve tank top that leaves a good amount of her practically pot-bellied midriff exposed. Her face is intimidating--dark lipstick, a nose ring, and unsettling eyes. They're mostly a deep blue, but large patches of light brown cut in on both of her irises. "Who are you?"<</if>> "Zoey," She says with a toothy grin. "I've been looking for a snack. You don't really think you can win this thing, do you?" "Well, I'm hoping--" "That's nice," she laughs, cutting you off. She starts to tighten her grip even further. With her other hand, she lifts up her shirt, revealing a large array of tally marks tattooed on her stomach. Your face goes pale. "Don't kid yourself, you know you're just going to end up as another mark by the end of the night. And I don't really feel like waiting around anymore!" You pull back away from her, stumbling and falling over as you barely break her grip. "H-Hey, hang on a second, I'm a contestant! I haven't lost yet, you can't eat me until I lose!" you protest as she starts to close in on you. "I really don't care about the rules," she laughs, reaching out to grab you. Before she can, someone yanks her back by the ponytail. "You better, freak," Maeve hisses. You never thought you'd be relieved to hear her voice. "The freshman's right, no one eats her till I say so, and that includes you." Zoey pulls her hair free and turns to Maeve. She's scowling, but she clearly lost most of her edge as soon as the senior got involved. "Come on McKenn, just let us eat them as party snacks. It's all they're good for, the competition bullshit is a waste of time!" "I literally could not care less about your opinion," Maeve says, crossing her arms. "Rules are final. Follow them or leave." "Just give me this one, you'll still have enough to have one winner," Zoey says. You get to your feet and start to slowly back away from the two of them. "You know what? Fine. You want her that bad, you're part of the show now," Maeve says, grabbing her arm and starting to storm off. Zoey stands her ground. "What?" she hisses. "You're coming with me," Maeve commands, glaring at her over her shoulder. Zoey hesitates for only a second more before willingly following her. You can't help feeling a little worried about what's to come.<</if>> [[Time to find out what else is in store->Maeve's Party- Trial Two]]<<set $metZoey to true>>

<<set _rel to $minaRel>><<set _i to 0>> !!<div id="name" style="text-align:center"><<if $minaEnd is "alive">>''Mina Long''<<elseif $minaEnd is "player">>@@color:lime;''Mina Long''@@<<else>>@@color:red;''Mina Long''@@<</if>> <><<for _i == 0; _i < 10; _i++>> <<if _rel > 0>> <<print "❤">> <<set _rel -= 1>> <<elseif _rel < 0>> <<print "💔">> <<set _rel += 1>> <<else>> <<print "♡">> <</if>> <</for>><></div> Mina is a peculiar girl, very quiet and reserved. No one's quite sure how she managed to get into the school, but she's determined to do her best. She's incredibly short and has long, platinum blonde hair.<<if $minaEnd is "player">> <<if $ateMinaDay5TrainingBetrayal>>@@color:lime;After she failed to be effective at all against your stomach during a training session where you were even giving her pointers on how to beat you, you decided that she was doomed anyways if she couldn't escape you. You refused to let her out when she asked and made her fight to the end. Although she felt you were being unfair, she seemed to accept her fate if it was a friend she was becoming a part of.@@<<else>>@@color:lime;You digested her on the first day of classes, deciding to claim her for yourself as a reward for saving her from@@ @@color:gold;Leila@@@@color:lime;. These days she's just a tiny bit of fat padding out your body.@@<</if>><<elseif $minaEnd is "leila">> @@color:red;She was eaten right in front of you on your way back from lunch during the Monday Massacre. Now, she's just a layer of fat padding out@@ @@color:gold;Leila's@@ @@color:red;body.@@<<elseif $minaEnd is "cassidy">> @@color:red;She was eaten in the halls one day after being cornered by@@ @@color:gold;Alice@@ @@color:red;and her lackeys. Now all that's left of her is an extra bit of fat on@@ @@color:cyan;Cassidy's@@ @@color:red;bust.@@<<elseif $minaEnd is "kris">> @@color:red;She was eaten during@@ @@color:gold;Emma's@@ @@color:red;party at the end of the first week after you left her to her own devices despite being the one to invite her into the risky setting. You noticed her disappearance too late to stop Kris from eating her, and though you tracked her down while@@ @@color:gold;Mina@@ @@color:red;was still alive, she slipped away before you could do anything to help, dooming her to become nothing but a bit of fat on Kris's ass.@@<<elseif $minaEnd is "party">> @@color:red;She was eaten during@@ @@color:gold;Emma's@@ @@color:red;party at the end of the first week after you left her to her own devices despite being the one to invite her into the risky setting. Too distracted by the party, you didn't even realize anything was wrong until the next day, and by then she was already jiggling on someone's hips.@@<<elseif $minaEnd is "alice">> @@color:red;She was eaten by@@ @@color:gold;Alice@@ @@color:red;late in October when she was caught alone in the halls by the bully after you neglected to accompany her back to her dorm.@@ @@color:gold;Alice@@ @@color:red;tauntingly offered to eat you so that you could try to help her escape from the inside, but you weren't willing to intentionally take that big of a risk for her, and so these days she's just fat padding out the rich girl's thighs.@@<<elseif $minaEnd != "alive">> @@color:red;She seemed to disappear without a trace one day. You can only assume she was churned away in someone's gut.@@<</if>> ''Class:'' Freshman ''Age:'' 18 ''Room Number:'' <<if $minaDorm>>K150<<else>>???<</if>><<if $minaPhone>> @@color:yellowgreen;You have her phone number!@@<</if>> \ !!!Details: <ul> <<if $escapismA > 0>><li>She's in your Escapism class.</li><</if>> <<if $minaInfo4 > 0>><li>She's a member of the music club.</li><</if>> <<if $minaInfo3 > 0>><li>She has an older sister named Runa, who she describes as being "big and strong".</li>\ <li>She also has twin older sisters named Helga and Hilda.</li><</if>> <<if $minaInfo1 > 0>><li>She plays the piano<<if $minaInfo1 > 1>>, and you can personally attest that she's very good at it<</if>>. </li><</if>> <<if $minaInfo2 > 0>><li>She's only attending the school to become a master at escaping predators.</li><</if>> <<if $escapismLabMina>><li>You were the first person she ever swallowed thanks to a lab period you had together during the first week of school.</li><</if>></ul> \ !!!History as a Predator: <<CharacterPrey "Mina" $minaPrey>> \ <<link "Back">><<replace "#relationship">><<include "relationshipMenu">><</replace>><</link>>

/* preyName is used as a temp variable to track how you died here */<<Time 21.5>>It doesn't take too long after your incident before the music quiets and Matilda announces the second trial will be starting soon. You and the other freshman are all gathered together again in preparation. <<if $preyHealth is 10>>Bella's face is bright red and she has her arms crossed tight when she comes over to rejoin you.<<else>>Whatever Madison got up to during the break, she's now clearly drunk to the point of stumbling a little on her way to rejoin you.<</if>> Maeve returns to the lounge with Zoey, making her stand in the middle of the room. You watch as Donna and Brit start to push the furniture around to make a large open space in the room, while Matilda makes a crude circle on the ground around Zoey with duct tape. "Everyone listen up! The school's resident ogre is really starting to get on my nerves, so we're switching up the second trial to take advantage of the one thing she's good for," Maeve says. She grabs three empty bottles from around the room and sets them up in a triangle around Zoey, each one only a couple feet away from her. Zoey looks annoyed but she's staying put. "So here's how this is gonna work. You see this tape circle? Zoey's got free rein to do whatever she wants inside it, but she can't set foot outside. All you freshman need to do is get in, grab one of those bottles, and get out. If she grabs you or you don't get a bottle, she gets to eat you and //fuck off back to her room.// Got it?" Most of the party seems excited, but someone speaks up in protest. "Wait, so //Zoey// always gets the loser on this one? Lame." There's muttered agreement from the crowd. "Yeah, but then we don't have to deal with her for the rest of the night," Maeve says. The crowd breaks out into a roaring cheer. "Exactly. Plus you get front row seats for the beast bullying some freshman, it should be fun." You and the other freshman all give each other somewhat worried looks. The first trial was straightforward and team-based, this one's a free for all where no ones safe. And it occurred to you hearing the rules that it could even be in your best interest to work against the others rather than just trying to outdo them. You have to assume they've had the same thought. "Alright, let's get it started!" Maeve says, clapping her hands together. "Whenever you punks are ready, go ahead and step into the ring." <<if $eatenByZoeyMulti>>Claire immediately sprints into the circle, charging for the nearest bottle with reckless abandon. When she gets close to where Zoey is, she dives for the bottle, grabbing it and sliding into a roll that leaves her just outside the circle. After a brief pause, she gets back on her feet and gives a bow, grinning ear to ear. A wave of cheering spreads through the crowd at the impressive maneuver. Zoey, however, never even turned to look at her, let alone made any attempt to stop her. She's had her eyes locked firmly on you since she was stationed in the circle. You get a strong feeling that this is rigged against you. Playing dirty might be the only slim chance at getting out of this one outside her stomach. \ <<link "Sacrifice one of the other freshman">><<replace "#choice">>\ <<set $karma -= 1>><<set $stamina -= 15>>You may not feel good about it, but if she's this focused on you the only shot you have at surviving is to use someone else as a meat shield. Getting a plan in mind, you step slightly into the circle. "Come and get me bitch!" you call out. "Gladly," Zoey replies with a wild grin. She starts to charge forward at you. "Sorry!" you say, turning to your right. <<if $preyHealth is 10>>Bella<<else>>Madison<</if>> gives you a confused look, but before she can react you grab her arm and pull her forward. With all the strength you can muster, you push the poor girl right into Zoey and run to the right of her. You keep running until you grab one of the remaining bottles and dip back out. Out of breath and in slight disbelief, you finally look back to see how your play worked out. Zoey and <<if $preyHealth is 10>>Bella<<else>>Madison<</if>> are both on the ground, Zoey kneeling and holding your victim to the ground by the neck. She looks like she's about to pop a vein. "Haha! Now there's a real competitor," Maeve laughs. The rest of the party is giving a mix of cheers and laughter at your display. "That was cold-blooded." "You slimy little..!" Zoey roars. In her anger she starts to grip <<if $preyHealth is 10>>Bella<<else>>Madison<</if>> hard enough that she's gasping for breath. "When I get my hands on you I'm gonna drag it out for //hours//." "Well that won't be till another day, if she even makes it through the last trial," Maeve cuts in. "Eat the one you've got and get the hell out of here." Zoey glares at her, then you again, then grunts. She very roughly grabs her prey by the shoulders, shoving her head into her mouth while she's still coughing and sputtering for breath. <<if $preyHealth is 10>>She tears the girl's bra off with one hand<<else>>She wrestles the girl's hoodie off<</if>>, then proceeds to swallow the rest of her down. The way she forces her down is so aggressive that you cringe just watching it happen. With her belly swollen and squirming, <<if $preyHealth is 10>>Bella's bra<<else>>Madison's hoodie<</if>> in hand, Zoey rises back to her feet and stands glaring at you again. One of her eyes twitches. "Good, there's one part down, now get to the 'get the hell out' step," Maeve says condescendingly. "You know where the exit is." Zoey's gaze lingers on you for a little longer before, finally, she storms off, taking poor, thrashing <<if $preyHealth is 10>>Bella<<else>>Madison<</if>> with her. You breathe a sigh of relief. Neither of the other freshman will look you in the eye. "And that's that. A quick one, but most of our finalists proved their worth," Maeve says, making a beeline for the table with the alcohol. "Leave the couches how they are, we're using the circle again for the final round." <<set $preyHealth to 4>>[[One more to go...->Maeve's Party- Trial Three]]<</replace>><</link>> <<link "Try to just make a break for it">><<goto [[Trial Two- Fail]]>><</link>><<else>>Claire immediately sprints into the circle, charging for the nearest bottle with reckless abandon. When she gets close to where Zoey is, she dives for the bottle, sliding under her attempt to stop her, grabbing it, and rolling just outside the edge of the circle. After a brief pause, she gets back on her feet and gives a bow, grinning ear to ear. A wave of cheering spreads through the crowd at the impressive maneuver. Zoey glares at her and snorts like a bull, then turns back to you and the others, looking much angrier than before. <<if $preyHealth is 10>>"How did she... Fuck, this one's scary," Bella says. She glances over at Sadie, then you. "Hey $name... I trust you, let's work together on this. There's two bottles left and Sadie looks like she's frozen."<<else>>"Fffuuuk, that's the girl that brought me here..." Madison says. She's swaying back and forth a little on her feet. "Hey, uh, hey $name... Help me out here she scares me."<</if>> \ <<link "Rush in alone">><<if (random(1,20) + $strength) < 15>><<goto [[Trial Two- Fail]] >><<else>><<replace "#choice">>\ Ignoring her, you decide to take your chances with Claire's strategy. Taking a deep breath, you rush forward toward another open bottle. You keep your eyes on Zoey as you move. She grunts and gets a big grin on her face, shifting to block your path. You sidestep, lunging for the other bottle instead. <<if $outfit is "uniform">>You almost get away with it, but she gets a very loose grip on your back. Thinking fast, you throw off the jacket of your uniform. Just as you'd hoped, she loses hold of the rest of you and you're able to grab the bottle and sprint to freedom.<<else>>She gets so close to grabbing you that you feel her fingers graze your back, but you manage to pull it off. You grab the bottle and don't stop sprinting until you're safely outside the circle.<</if>> @@color:yellowgreen;You managed to escape.@@ "Wow, two strikes Zoey! Here I thought you were tough," someone shouts from the crowd. You get some cheering and someone near where you stopped pats your back and gives you a thumbs up, but not nearly as much excitement as Claire got. While you catch your breath, you turn to watch how the rest of this plays out. Zoey is fuming and glaring in your direction, a little too close for comfort even with the "protection" of the circle. Attempting to take advantage of her distraction, <<if $preyHealth is 10>>Bella<<else>>Madison<</if>> makes a break for it, sprinting straight for the last bottle. Unfortunately, Zoey notices immediately and clearly no longer has any patience for the game. Before she can get the bottle, Zoey tackles her to the ground. There's a sympathetic "ohhh" from the crowd. <<if $preyHealth is 10>>"Ow! Get off me!" Bella says, clear panic in her tone. "Now why would I do that?" Zoey says, pressing herself further down onto her. "You just lost, fresh meat.~"<<else>>"Uh, hey, r-remember earlier when you //didn't// eat me?" Madison says with a nervous smile. "How about we do that again?" Zoey doesn't reply, but she lets a glob of spit drip down onto the girl's face. "Figures..." Madison sighs, closing her eyes.<</if>> You watch as Zoey shoves her head into her mouth, drooling over her prey. With her head secured, she sits up, <<if $preyHealth is 10>>Bella<<else>>Madison<</if>> frantically trying to push her back and free her head. <<if $preyHealth is 10>>Zoey ignores her struggle and grabs one of the girl's breasts, squeezing hard. While Bella's squirming intensifies, Zoey uses her other hand to unhook her bra, then pulls back on the cup she's gripping so hard that one of the straps simply snaps. Content with her trophy, she starts to swallow. The crowd doesn't get to enjoy the view of her exposed chest for long, as Zoey makes quick work gulping down the rest of the girl.<<else>>Zoey ignores her struggle and forcefully unzips her hoodie, wrestling it off of her. Content with her trophy, she starts to swallow, making quick work of the rest of her.<</if>> She stands back up and slaps her bulging gut, letting out a massive belch. The crowd cheers. "And there we have it, round two over!" Maeve announces. "Now get the hell out of here, Pierce." Zoey rolls her eyes, but does as she's told, storming off toward the exit with a thrashing <<if $preyHealth is 10>>Bella<<else>>Madison<</if>> in tow. She makes sure to walk right through you and the other freshman on her way out, pushing out a burp and giving an evil grin as she passes by. Despite basically getting a free pass on this round, Sadie looks more shaken up than you or Claire. "Someone turn the music back up," Maeve says. "And leave the couches how they are, we're using the circle again for the final round." <<set $preyHealth to 4>>[[One more to go...->Maeve's Party- Trial Three]]<</replace>><</if>><</link>><<if $stamina > 29>> <<link "Rush in alone and give it all you've got">><<replace "#choice">><<set $stamina -= 30>><<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<SidebarText>><</replace>>\ Ignoring her, you decide to take your chances with Claire's strategy. Taking a deep breath, you rush forward toward another open bottle, not holding back at all in your desperation. You keep your eyes on Zoey as you move. She grunts and gets a big grin on her face, shifting to block your path. You sidestep, lunging for the other bottle instead. <<if $outfit is "uniform">>You almost get away with it, but she gets a very loose grip on your back. Thinking fast, you throw off the jacket of your uniform. Just as you'd hoped, she loses hold of the rest of you and you're able to grab the bottle and sprint to freedom.<<else>>She gets so close to grabbing you that you feel her fingers graze your back, but you manage to pull it off. You grab the bottle and don't stop sprinting until you're safely outside the circle.<</if>> "Wow, two strikes Zoey! Here I thought you were tough," someone shouts from the crowd. You get some cheering and someone near where you stopped pats your back and gives you a thumbs up, but not nearly as much excitement as Claire got. While you catch your breath, you turn to watch how the rest of this plays out. Zoey is fuming and glaring in your direction, a little too close for comfort even with the "protection" of the circle. Attempting to take advantage of her distraction, <<if $preyHealth is 10>>Bella<<else>>Madison<</if>> makes a break for it, sprinting straight for the last bottle. Unfortunately, Zoey notices immediately and clearly no longer has any patience for the game. Before she can get the bottle, Zoey tackles her to the ground. There's a sympathetic "ohhh" from the crowd. <<if $preyHealth is 10>>"Ow! Get off me!" Bella says, clear panic in her tone. "Now why would I do that?" Zoey says, pressing herself further down onto her. "You just lost, fresh meat.~"<<else>>"Uh, hey, r-remember earlier when you //didn't// eat me?" Madison says with a nervous smile. "How about we do that again?" Zoey doesn't reply, but she lets a glob of spit drip down onto the girl's face. "Figures..." Madison sighs, closing her eyes.<</if>> You watch as Zoey shoves her head into her mouth, drooling over her prey. With her head secured, she sits up, <<if $preyHealth is 10>>Bella<<else>>Madison<</if>> frantically trying to push her back and free her head. <<if $preyHealth is 10>>Zoey ignores her struggle and grabs one of the girl's breasts, squeezing hard. While Bella's squirming intensifies, Zoey uses her other hand to unhook her bra, then pulls back on the cup she's gripping so hard that one of the straps simply snaps. Content with her trophy, she starts to swallow. The crowd doesn't get to enjoy the view of her exposed chest for long, as Zoey makes quick work gulping down the rest of the girl.<<else>>Zoey ignores her struggle and forcefully unzips her hoodie, wrestling it off of her. Content with her trophy, she starts to swallow, making quick work of the rest of her.<</if>> She stands back up and slaps her bulging gut, letting out a massive belch. The crowd cheers. "And there we have it, round two over!" Maeve announces. "Now get the hell out of here, Pierce." Zoey rolls her eyes, but does as she's told, storming off toward the exit with a thrashing <<if $preyHealth is 10>>Bella<<else>>Madison<</if>> in tow. She makes sure to walk right through you and the other freshman on her way out, pushing out a burp and giving an evil grin as she passes by. Despite basically getting a free pass on this round, Sadie looks more shaken up than you or Claire. "Someone turn the music back up," Maeve says. "And leave the couches how they are, we're using the circle again for the final round." <<set $preyHealth to 4>>[[One more to go...->Maeve's Party- Trial Three]]<</replace>><</link>><</if>> <<link "Team up">><<if $preyHealth is 10>><<set $preyName to "Bella">><<goto [[Trial Two- Fail]] >><<else>><<replace "#choice">>\ "Sounds like a good plan," you reply. "How about we flank her? Both go in at the same time from opposite sides, one of us distracting while the other gets their bottle." Madison gives you a pretty blank expression and blinks. "Yeah sure," she finally says, punctuating her statement with a small burp. "Okay, I'll go around, then run in on my signal," you say. You find it hard to have complete confidence in your partner, but with Sadie looking like she's paralyzed it's not like you have any other options. You walk around the outside of the circle until you're roughly on the opposite side, Zoey watching you as you go. After pausing to mentally prepare, you lock eyes with Madison and nod. You cautiously start to walk in, but Madison charges in full speed. Zoey turns to face her and you take the opportunity to rush in and grab your bottle. Unfortunately, there's no way you'll be able to return the favor. Only a short distance into the circle, Madison stumbles and falls over, practically right at Zoey's feet. The whole crowd starts laughing. You just hurry back out of the circle--you don't know Madison well enough to risk trying to help her recover from that. "That was absolutely pathetic," Zoey laughs. She rolls Madison over onto her back with a kick, then kneels down to pin her. "Just what I'd expect from worthless fresh meat." "Uh, hey, r-remember earlier when you //didn't// eat me?" Madison says with a nervous smile. "How about we do that again?" Zoey doesn't reply, but she lets a glob of spit drip down onto the girl's face. "Figures..." Madison sighs, closing her eyes. You watch as Zoey shoves her head into her mouth, drooling over her prey. With her head secured, she sits up, Madison frantically trying to push her back and free her head. Zoey ignores her struggle and forcefully unzips her hoodie, wrestling it off of her. Content with her trophy, she starts to swallow, making quick work of the rest of her. She stands back up and slaps her bulging gut, letting out a massive belch. The crowd cheers. "And there we have it, round two over!" Maeve announces. "Now get the hell out of here, Pierce." Zoey rolls her eyes, but does as she's told, storming off toward the exit with a thrashing Madison in tow. She makes sure to walk right through you and the other freshman on her way out, pushing out a burp and giving an evil grin as she passes by. Despite basically getting a free pass on this round, Sadie looks more shaken up than you or Claire. "Someone turn the music back up," Maeve says. "And leave the couches how they are, we're using the circle again for the final round." <<set $preyHealth to 4>>[[One more to go...->Maeve's Party- Trial Three]]<</replace>><</if>><</link>> <<link "Use her as bait">><<if $preyHealth is 10>><<replace "#choice">><<set $karma -= 1>>\ "Sounds like a plan," you reply. "How about we both run in together, then split up when we get close? That should throw her off. Whoever gets their bottle first can try and keep her distracted for the other." "Yeah that... that sounds like it could work," Bella says, giving a worried look in Zoey's direction. "We both help until the other has their bottle, right?" "Yep, let's do it," you say. You take a deep breath, then nod at Bella with a reassuring smile. She nods back and you both run forward into the circle. When you get close to Zoey, rather than splitting up like you promised, you lunge toward Bella and push her forward. "$name!" she shrieks as she stumbles forward right into Zoey's waiting arms. The crowd starts cheering. "No no no, how could you!" You ignore her, dashing for one of the bottles, grabbing it, and getting out of the circle. You look back in time to see Zoey shove Bella to the ground. She drops down on top of her, pinning her beneath her weight. "Ow! Get off me!" Bella says, clear panic in her tone. "Now why would I do that?" Zoey says, pressing herself further down onto her. "You just lost, fresh meat.~" You watch as Zoey shoves her head into her mouth, drooling over her prey. With her head secured, she sits up, Bella frantically trying to push her back and free her head. Zoey ignores her struggle and grabs one of the girl's breasts, squeezing hard. While Bella's squirming intensifies, Zoey uses her other hand to unhook her bra, then pulls back on the cup she's gripping so hard that one of the straps simply snaps. Content with her trophy, she starts to swallow. The crowd doesn't get to enjoy the view of her exposed chest for long, as Zoey makes quick work gulping down the rest of the girl. She stands back up and slaps her bulging gut, letting out a massive belch. The crowd cheers. "And there we have it, round two over!" Maeve announces. "Now get the hell out of here, Pierce." Zoey rolls her eyes, but does as she's told, storming off toward the exit with a thrashing Bella in tow. She makes sure to walk right through you and the other freshman on her way out, pushing out a burp and giving an evil grin as she passes by. Despite basically getting a free pass on this round, Sadie looks more shaken up than you or Claire. Neither of them will look you in the eye "Someone turn the music back up," Maeve says. "And leave the couches how they are, we're using the circle again for the final round." <<set $preyHealth to 4>>[[One more to go...->Maeve's Party- Trial Three]]<</replace>><<else>><<set $preyName to "Madison">><<goto [[Trial Two- Fail]] >><</if>><</link>><</if>>

<<Time 22.5>><<set _ring to 0>>After the second trial, the party really picks up. By now the alcohol has even caught up with those drinking more responsibly, and it shows. The area cleared for Zoey has quickly become a dance floor, filled with upperclassmen moving with the skill and confidence only drunks can have. Claire has found herself coerced into joining them, looking very uncomfortable as one of the girls that was talking to you before grinds up against her. You and Sadie haven't fared much better. You're both seated on one of the couches in the back next to the girl who ate Karen, getting pressed against her gurgling gut from either side by an unbreakable hug. It's more booze than Karen in there at this point based on how soft it is and how the girl is acting. A few other girls are hanging around, alternating between forcing drinks onto you, playing with the other girl's belly, and arguing with each other over which of you is going to win. Poor Sadie also has the girl who has repeatedly called dibs on her embracing her from the other side and refusing to let go. You both breathe a sigh of relief when the music quiets and Maeve finally calls for the final trial to start. "Everyone clear the floor, it's time for the finale!" she shouts. "Freshman, get out here!" You're finally released from the girl's grip, and you and Sadie hurry over to the middle to regroup with Claire. She'd been mostly playing along with things happily up till now, but you can see in her eyes that the night is finally wearing her down. The other partygoers form into a disorganized crowd around the ring of tape on the floor. "We're down to three contestants, but only one can be worthy!" Maeve says, pacing around the three of you. "Will it be little Sadie?" she says, stopping and putting a hand on Sadie's shoulder. There's some cheering from the crowd. "We can fuck instead if you win!" her fangirl shouts. Sadie blushes and looks down at the ground. "Or maybe Claire, the most cooperative one?" Maeve says. A lot of cheers break out for her, obviously the fan favorite. "Or could it be $name that will win it all?" You get barely a murmur from the crowd, and one girl even boos. You throw your arms up, not sure what you did to draw their ire. "Alright then, this one's simple as can be," Maeve says, stepping out of the taped off area. "Show us you've got what it takes to survive here. Last one left in the ring wins. Only rule is you can't eat each other, anything else is fair game. Go! Fight!" The three of you all look at each other, backing away a little to stay safe. The crowd starts to go wild with cheering, many shouting in support of Claire or Sadie. You still find it a little unfair that no one seems to be on your side, but it doesn't really matter. You just need to focus on staying in the ring. "Well, we don't really have much choice here guys," Claire says. "So, nothing personal." You notice her and Sadie nod at each other. You're on your own here. \ <<link "Focus on evading them">><<replace "#choice1">>\ You get into a loose stance, anticipating them teaming up on you. Sure enough, they both start walking your way. Claire gestures at Sadie, then rushes toward you, Sadie positioning herself to block your escape. Luckily, you were ready for this. When Claire gets close, you lunge to the side like you were dodging a charging bull, twirling around to keep yourself facing your opponents. There's a roar from the crowd, impressed by your move. Claire stumbles and comes somewhat close to stepping out, but manages to recover. You're still in the middle of the ring, in pretty much the same position you started but swapping sides. <<include "TrialThreeFight">><</replace>><</link>> <<link "Fight back">><<replace "#choice1">><<set _ring += 1>>\ Not a fan of being ganged up on, you clench your fists. Rather than waiting for them to make a move, you charge forward. Claire is the first to react, moving to flank you. You turn to face her, going in for a shove. She braces herself. When you make contact, you manage to push her back an inch or so. You keep pushing, feeling that you're overpowering her, but you're interrupted by Sadie grabbing you from behind and shoving you toward the edge of the ring. "Sorry $name!" she says. You turn back to them as quick as you can, only a foot or so from the tape line. They have you cornered. <<include "TrialThreeFight">><</replace>><</link>>\ \ You have the perfect opportunity to take one of them out, but you have to act fast. \ <<link "Push Claire out">><<set $trialClaire to "lose">><<replace "#loser">>\ Striking you as the more dangerous one to face in a one-on-one, you lunge toward Claire. She puts her arms up, but you get a clean push in, knocking her out of the ring. She falls onto her back, making a futile last ditch attempt to grab one of your arms and bring you with her. "One down!" Maeve cheers. She walks over and stands over Claire, who seems content to stay on the ground, with a grin. Some of the crowd cheers, but many seem disappointed at the outcome. "We know who's on the menu, but who will be our winner?" You turn to face Sadie. She looks panicked and starts to back away with her hands up. Knowing it's you or her, you move in to finish her off. Before you can actually do anything, she jumps back away from you and trips, falling over and landing halfway out of the ring. The crowd breaks out into a mix of laughter and cheering. "It's okay Sadie, I'll take care of you!" the girl that's been obsessing over her shouts. "Well, a little anticlimactic, but there we have it!" Maeve laughs, walking over to you. She grabs your arm and raises it up overhead. "The freshman worthy of sticking around!" The crowd explodes with excitement, cheering and chanting your name. A huge wave of relief washes over you. You made it, you're safe. [[Now to find out what the prize is...->Maeve's Party- Closing Ceremony]]<</replace>><</link>> <<link "Push Sadie out">><<set $trialClaire to "second">><<replace "#loser">>\ Less worried about her being able to turn the tables, you lunge toward Sadie. She yelps and almost backs out on her own trying to avoid you. All it takes is a light push to send her toppling over out of the ring. "One down!" Maeve cheers. "Oh, maybe more!" As you expected, Claire comes rushing in to take advantage of the position you've put yourself in. You prepare yourself to fight back, both of you locking hands as you attempt to push the other. The crowd starts to chant and cheer as the two of you grapple with each other right at the edge of the arena. Your arms start to shake and you feel yourself sliding back, but just as things are looking dire, you manage to pull her to the side and toss her out to join Sadie. The crowd explodes with excitement as you bend over and pant, exhausted from the fight. "What an ending! We have our winner!" Maeve says, walking over to you. She grabs your arm and raises it up overhead. "The freshman worthy of sticking around!" A huge wave of relief washes over you as the crowd chants your name. You made it, you're safe. [[Now to find out what the prize is...->Maeve's Party- Closing Ceremony]]<</replace>><</link>>

<<if _ring > 1>>\ "One down!" Maeve cheers. She walks over and puts an arm around your shoulder. "We know who's on the menu, but who will be our winner?" You freeze up, thinking about the gravity of the situation. There's no way out of this--you lost, and one of these drunken upperclassmen is going to eat you. The rest of the trial plays out exactly how you'd expect. Sadie is small and shy, while Claire is limber and has been fully engaged since the start. When it's just the two of them facing off, Claire makes short work of her. "And there we have it!" Maeve says, finally unhanding you to move into the middle. She grabs Claire's arm and raises it up overhead. "The freshman worthy of sticking around!" The crowd explodes with excitement, cheering and chanting her name. You look for an escape, but you're completely boxed in. [[No way out of it...->Trial Three- Fail]]\ <<elseif $counter is 0>>\ They aren't giving up on their alliance yet, slowly closing in on you again. This time Sadie makes a move for you, looking a little nervous about it. <<set $counter += 1>>\ <<link "Dodge between the two of them">><<set _ring += 1>><<replace "#choice2">>\ You try to evade the attack and use the opportunity to slip between the two of them <<if _ring is 2>>back <</if>>into a safer position. Unfortunately, Sadie wasn't exactly charging full force and has no problem adapting to your movement. She manages to grab your arm and stop you in your tracks. You break out of her grip just in time for Claire to give you a hard shove, knocking you back.<<if _ring is 2>> You recover and swivel back around, but a huge burst of excitement from the crowd gives you a sinking feeling in your gut. Looking down, you find that your feet are planted just outside the tape line.<</if>> <<include "TrialThreeFight">><</replace>><</link>> <<link "Grapple with Sadie">><<replace "#choice2">>\ <<if (random(1,20) + $strength) > 10>>You brace yourself, confident you're strong enough to fend her off. When she gets close and goes to push you, you lunge forward and push right back. She gets a grip on your shoulder with one hand, but you grab her other arm before it makes contact. @@color:yellowgreen;With your free arm, you give her stomach a hard shove, making her gasp and almost fall over.@@ She quickly backs up, giving you a safe distance from the two girls again.<<else>><<set _ring += 1>>You brace yourself, confident you're strong enough to fend her off. When she gets close and goes to push you, you lunge forward and push right back. @@color:orange;Unfortunately, she's a bit stronger than you anticipated.@@ One of her hands makes contact with your shoulder and you stumble back. Claire takes the opportunity to try and finish you off, knocking into you from the side. <<if _ring is 2>>You get thrown to the ground by the force of the surprise attack, tumbling back a short distance. You quickly get back up, but a huge burst of excitement from the crowd gives you a sinking feeling in your gut. Looking down, you find that your feet are planted just outside the tape line.<<else>>You stumble back a few feet, but manage to recover before crossing the line. You get back into a ready stance, cornered near the edge by the two girls.<</if>><</if>> <<include "TrialThreeFight">><</replace>><</link>><<if $stamina > 29>> <<link "Shove Sadie back into Claire as hard as you can">><<set $stamina -= 30>><<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<SidebarText>><</replace>><<replace "#choice2">>\ You brace yourself, smirking as you get an idea. When Sadie gets in close, you dodge to her left and grab one of her arms as she tries to react to the change in position. With all the strength you can muster, you swing her around toward Claire, letting go and giving an extra shove forward when they're lined up. It takes a lot more out of you than you expected based on what you've seen in movies, but it works. Sadie crashes into Claire, both of them falling over onto the ground. The crowd goes wild. You grin to yourself, panting a little from the exertion. The two of them scramble back to their feet, not ready to give up yet. <<include "TrialThreeFight">><</replace>><</link>><</if>> \ <<elseif $counter is 1>>\ They look like they're tiring out, but still seem adamant that you need to be the first to go. They both start to slowly close in on you, leaving you little room to escape. They must have realized they can probably just overpower you if they push together. \ <<link "Face them head on">><<set _ring += 1>><<replace "#choice3">>\ You don't see much way out of this one, so you just stand firm and hope you can fend them off. Once they're close enough, both girls lunge at you, planting their hands firmly on your body and pushing as hard as they can. You brace your legs and try to push back. Their combined strength is too much, however, and you can feel yourself sliding back. <<if _ring is 2>>Your arms start to tremble and one last hard shove from Claire sends you crashing back onto the floor. You scramble back onto your feet, but the fact neither of them moved in to take advantage has you fearing the worst. Sure enough, the crowd breaks into a wild cheer--you're outside the circle.<<else>>Thinking fast, you stop pushing back and instead lunge to the left and try to push them to the right. You were dangerously close to the edge, but it works. You completely turn the tables, their attack leaving them vulnerable against the tape.<</if>> <<if _ring is 2>><<include "TrialThreeFight">><<else>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</if>><</replace>><</link>> <<link "Try to fend off one of them before they reach you">><<replace "#choice3">>\ <<if (random(1,20) + $strength) > 10>>Knowing you can't take them both, you decide to take the initiative. You rush towards Sadie, the further of the two, and try to push her back. @@color:yellowgreen;She seems caught off guard, letting out a little yelp as you start to grapple with her.@@ You force her back a little, but Claire quickly comes in for the assist. Thinking fast, you dodge to the other side of Sadie, making her stumble forward a little from the sudden lack of resistance. Claire crashes right into her, leaving both of them at the edge of the ring.<<else>><<set _ring += 1>>Knowing you can't take them both, you decide to take the initiative. You rush towards Claire, the closer of the two, and try to push her back. @@color:orange;However, she seemed to be expecting that and dodges to the side, sweeping one of her legs into yours to trip you.@@ You tumble over onto the ground, totally wiping out. <<if _ring is 2>>Before you can get up, Claire grabs one of your legs and drags you toward the edge. "Seriously sorry about this $name!" she says, tossing you outside the boundary with a grunt. "But it's me or you here." Technically your upper body is still in the ring, but the roar from the crowd tells you this counts as a knockout. You sigh and get up onto your feet, defeated.<<else>>Claire moves in to grab one of your legs before you can get up, but you act fast to stop her, returning the favor by kicking her legs. She seems surprised and gets knocked onto her knees. You scramble back to your feet, giving her an extra shove while she's vulnerable. Sadie comes over to help, realizing too late that she's left you in the perfect position with both of them right at the edge of the ring.<</if>><</if>> <<if _ring is 2>><<include "TrialThreeFight">><<else>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</if>><</replace>><</link>><<if $stamina > 29>> <<link "Sprint in between them to flip the tables">><<set $stamina -= 30>><<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<SidebarText>><</replace>><<replace "#choice3">>\ Seeing an opportunity, you wait for them to get a little closer. Then, you sprint full force toward the small space between them. They're caught off guard by the sudden burst of speed and you manage to slip through. Swivelling back to face them, you finish off your maneuver with a quick push to their backs, leaving both girls right at the edge of the ring. The crowd cheers and applauds, a few finally chanting your name for once. <<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</replace>><</link>><</if>> \ <</if>>

<<Time 22.75>>"Before we close things out by rewarding our winner, we have to deal with the losers," Maeve says, looking over at Claire and Sadie. They've been positioned next to each other at the front of the room. "That includes a special surprise for our freshman here! Second place gets out of this without getting digested too!" she announces, gesturing towards <<if $trialClaire is "second">>Claire<<else>>Sadie<</if>> with a grin. "You'll get to choose one of our lovely hosts to spend the night in, and they'll let you out tomorrow morning... if they remember." <<if $trialClaire is "second">>"Third place isn't so lucky, but you still get a special honor," Maeve says with a grin, walking over behind Sadie and placing her hands on her shoulders. "You get eaten by //me//." "H-Hey wait! I called dibs!" Sadie's fangirl shouts, rushing out of the crowd. A few people gasp. "She's just a sophomore, she's fucked..." someone whispers near you. "Dibs huh?" Maeve says, raising an eyebrow. "Yeah I... I've been after her all night," she says nervously. "Please Maeve, I'll pay you back later." Maeve lets go of Sadie and walks up to her. "No worries, I'll let you eat her." "Oh yay, thank you! See Sadie I to--//EEP//!" the girl says, shrieking as Maeve suddenly grabs her and pulls her close. You watch as she swallows her down effortlessly, making it nearly down to her waist in what seems like a single swallow. She crams the girls legs in, then lets out a loud burp. Her stomach thrashes wildly, but she doesn't even flinch. "Alright, get that head up, you better be ready," Maeve laughs, giving her bloated gut a smack. She heads back over to Sadie. "Have fun in there.~" Sadie is paralyzed by fear as Maeve's gut rubs up against her. Maeve leans over a little and picks her up, shoving her face-first into her mouth. Just like the girl before, she seems to just vanish down her throat, slowing a bit once she's in up to her hips. Her legs slide in in quick spurts, seeming to annoy Maeve. Soon enough, Maeve's stomach is bulging out with the mass of not one, but two girls, still seeming to barely strain her at all. Looking closer, the bulges faintly give away that, in reality, she has //one// girl with a very stuffed belly inside of her. Poor Sadie is two stomachs deep. "//*URRP*// There, now everyone's happy," Maeve laughs. The crowd all cheers at the display and she gives a little bow. "Now, for loser number two!" "Fuck, I'm not going in there too am I?" Claire says, staring wide-eyed at her enormous belly. "No, you're not that lucky," Maeve laughs, nudging her with the front of her gut. "First we need volunteers! Who wants to treat Claire here to a night she'll never forget? Front door or back, as long as you don't digest." Several girls step forward, all eagerly trying to coax Claire into choosing them. One flashes her tits and says they can have some fun before she goes in, another just bends over and smacks her ass at her with a wild grin. Claire looks extremely uncomfortable. "Go ahead and take your pick," Maeve says. "You know what, I'm just happy to not die," Claire says after taking a deep breath. "You I guess." She points to a tall blonde girl in a dress. "Yes!" the girl cheers. She rushes over and grabs Claire's hand, then starts to drag her off down the hall. "Come on, let's go somewhere more private.~"<<else>>"Third place isn't so lucky, but you still get a special honor," Maeve says with a grin, walking over behind Claire and placing her hands on her shoulders. "You get eaten by //me//." "Uh, huh, lucky me," Claire says nervously. Everyone at the party slowly starts to chant Maeve's name. She gets a menacing grin on her face and hooks her hands under Claire's shoulders. She closes her eyes as Maeve hoists her up and shoves her head into her mouth. It's astounding how quickly it's over, like Claire just vanished into her in a single gulp. Maeve's gut bulges out with her squirming form, not seeming even a little strained. She gives it a firm smack and belches, sending the crowd into an uproar. "Alright, calm your tits," Maeve chuckles. "We've still gotta deal with loser number two! Now, we're gonna need some volunt--" "ME! I'll take her!" Sadie's fangirl cries, rushing to the front of the room. "Please, I called dibs way at the start!" "You know what? Fuck it, I like the dedication. You actually don't get a choice Sadie, go with her," Maeve laughs, pushing Sadie forward. "YES!" the girl shouts, running up and hugging a shell-shocked Sadie. "See I promised I'd be the one to take care of you! Come on, come on, we need to be somewhere private for where you're going!~" She drags Sadie off up the hall toward Maeve's suite.<</if>> "And now, finally, $name! Donna, Brit, tie her up while I go get the arm," Maeve says. "Wait, what!?" you say. Donna pulls up a chair behind you and forces you to sit. "But I won!" "It's part of your reward!" Brit chirps, walking up to you with rope in her hands. You start to try and get up, but looking around you're reminded that there's nowhere to go. The two girls clumsily tie you down, strapping your legs to the chair and tying your wrists together behind your back. None of the knots are particularly tight, but it's not like you could do anything even if you got out of them. "Hey, you're lucky," Donna says as she stands back to admire their handiwork. "We almost used zip ties this year but that felt a little too intense." "Yeah, cause tying me to a chair with //rope// is some real lighthearted stuff," you say. "Oh relax, this part's just so that you don't resist the real prize," Maeve says, the crowd parting around her as she returns to the lounge. She's holding the prosthetic arm she had at the beginning of the party. It looks pretty sleek, made out of a mix of dull black and white metal rather than trying to imitate a real arm. You can guess what happened to the original owner. "$name!" Maeve suddenly shouts. "By the Hand of Mable, I dub you worthy of attending my school!" She cracks up a little as she moves the arm over your shoulders like she was knighting you. "All glory to the hand!" someone shouts. A mixture of laughter and cheering spreads through the room. You glance around nervously, very confused about what's happening. "Now that that's out of the way, here's the real prize," Maeve says, holding the arm up dramatically. The whole room gets quiet and much of the crowd starts to look worried. "It's Ashley!" Maeve says, bringing the arm down to point at a short, black haired girl in a pink dress. "Wha--No!" the girl shouts as everyone immediately steps away from her. Matilda comes up behind her and grabs her arms. "Why me, I didn't do anything!" "Well that's the problem! Gotta bring freshmen or booze if you wanna be safe," Maeve says. "Or at least not be an idiot and leave before this part. The hand has spoken!" Donna goes to assist Matilda in restraining the girl, then the two of them start to walk her over toward you. "Come on, don't do this!" Ashley protests, trying to hold her ground. Matilda and Donna just pick her up, carrying her over to you. There's a mix of anger and fear in her eyes as her face hovers in front of yours. "Open up $name! Now that you're officially the top freshman, you've gotta eat like one!" Maeve says. [[Continue->Closing Ceremony- Forcefed]]<<if $outfit is "uniform">><<set $wardrobeUniform to true>><</if>>

<<Time 23>><<set $ateAshley to true>><<set $preyName to "Ashley">><<set $preyHealthMax to 40>><<set $preyResilience to 7>><<set $preyFrustration to 3>><<set $preyExhaustion to 0>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "Forcefed_PredActions">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "Forcefed_Struggle">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "Forcefed(TEXT)">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Forcefed- Fail">><<set $preySize to 5>><<set $fullness += $preySize>><<set $noShake to true>><<set $noMassage to true>>\ You blink and give Ashley a dumbfounded look. They nudge her closer to you and, not sure what else to do in this situation, you oblige, opening your mouth wide. Ashley tucks her head down and thrashes against the girls' grip, shouting in protest as they inch her closer to your waiting maw. They draw it out as long as possible to mess with her, moving very slowly until her head hits the back of your throat. You instinctively swallow, starting to drag her deeper down into your body. Now past the point of no return, Ashley gives a roar that tickles your throat. She's squirming as much as she can, helpless against the two seniors subduing her. You swallow again, pulling her in up to her shoulders. Donna and Brit look at each other and grin, then lift Ashley up over you. You strain your head back as you're forced to follow, swallowing your outraged prey a little deeper in the process. Suddenly, the two girls start pushing down on Ashley, forcing her deeper into you than your body is ready for. Your eyes water a little as they cram her down your throat, the upperclassman already lashing out at your stomach as she starts to curl up. The crowd starts to chant your name excitedly as Ashley's lower body is shoved into your mouth. You swallow as quickly as you can, trying to match their pace to save yourself the discomfort. With only her feet hanging out of your mouth, Brit pulls off the girl's shoes and gives you a pat on the head, leaving you to finish on your own. You give one last very strained swallow, sending the last of your forced meal sliding down your throat at a more comfortable pace. The crowd of upperclassmen breaks into a roaring cheer as she disappears from the outside world. Once she's fully deposited into your gut, you break into a fit of coughing, your whole chest and neck a little sore from the forced entry. You lean back in the chair as much as you're able, panting. Your gut bulges over the edge of the seat, writhing with Ashley's enraged struggling. You wince, already feeling queasy. "Well, champion, how's it feel to have a junior in your gut?" Maeve asks, resting a hand on the bulge of Ashley's head and giving you a sly grin. "Junior..?" you cough. "Get me the hell out of here!" Ashley roars. "I am //not// getting digested by a fucking freshman!"<<set $sceneAttack to -1>><<set $sceneDefense to -2>><<done>><<include $sceneActionsLink>><<replace "#actionReminder">><<PredActionReminder>><</replace>><</done>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "predOptions">></div>

<<if $turn > 3>><<set $preyResilience to 3>>You thought maybe you were finally in the clear when she stopped to rest, but it doesn't take any time at all for her to kick back into action, and your stomach has had enough.<<else>><<set $preyResilience to 0>>You whimper, an intense ache and aggressive groan coming from your gut telling you that it's had enough.<</if>> Your stomach clamps down on Ashley, quickly starting to force her back up your throat to relieve itself of the troublesome meal. Acting on instinct you make a quick attempt to swallow her back down, but you're relieved more than anything when you feel her head push back into your mouth. "Not so fast Ash," Matilda says with a grin, stepping close to you. "Our champion isn't done with you!" You let out a muffled protest as Matilda shoves her hand into your mouth, forcing Ashley back down your throat. It takes an agonizing few seconds for your body to finally relent and stop trying to resist her efforts, letting Ashley slide back down into your belly with a loud whine. She gives the tender walls a frustrated kick and you shudder. "This is //bullshit//!" Ashley roars. Your gut shakes and writhes as she struggles, throbbing with a dull pain. On the bright side, you're starting to hear clear sloshing sounds accompanying her movements, your stomach ramping up its efforts to deal with her. "P-Please Ashley..." you grunt. "Calm //*urrp*// down, they're not gonna let you go..." "No!" she shouts, giving a hard shove forward. "I'm not getting digested by a freshman!" "Oh come on, you knew the stakes," Matilda says, giving your gut a gentle pat. "Just play your role with some dignity." "Here," a girl says, suddenly dropping in and putting an arm around your shoulder. It's Rachel, the one who ate Karen, still sporting a pretty large belly. She has a bottle in her hand that she holds up to your lips. "Alcohol raises your pain tolerance, it'll help." She slurs her words a little. You don't really have a choice as she pushes the top into your mouth and tips it upside down. You gulp down the liquid as fast as you can, some of it spilling out and dripping down onto your chest. It's pretty low quality beer. You gag and cough when the drink is finally gone. The sudden shower has only further enraged Ashley. "You'll never get her drunk in time like that," someone in the crowd says. "Give her this!" The girl passes a half full bottle of vodka to her. You shake your head in disapproval. "Good call!" Rachel says. Before she can force you to drink again, a sudden sharp pain makes you jolt forward. Ashley is quickly on her way out again, squeezing through your throat even faster than before. Her head starts to crown out of your mouth, but Rachel blocks her. "Noooo," Rachel says. "This stuff isn't for you, silly!" Like Matilda before, she pushes your prey's head back in and forces her down your throat. You squirm in your seat as your body reluctantly accepts her again, breathing heavily. "There, now drink up $name." The crowd's excitement builds, starting to cheer you on as you're forced to chug the larger bottle of much stronger stuff. You can feel yourself getting lightheaded by the time you reach the bottom. "Too much..." you sputter, barely audible over the roaring cheer from the crowd. One thing's for certain--that girl was right. You can already feel yourself getting tipsy. Unfortunately, the added movement of all that vodka splashing around isn't helping your situation with Ashley. Things quickly start to get hazy as your body processes the heavy intake of alcohol. Ashley's ferocity never wavers, but you're feeling it less and less. As stressful as it was getting it down, Rachel was actually right--being drunk is doing the trick. The sharp pains are replaced with a very dull ache that's easy to ignore. The queasiness from all the movement in your stomach, however, is another story. Ashley soon makes her third bid for freedom. This time when she's forced back down, you start to laugh. "Haha... she's a //*hic*// junior..." you giggle. "Ahhh and I'm gonna digest her. For no //*hic*// reason! You guys are crazy! What the hell even happened tonight!" Everyone but Ashley starts laughing along with your rambling. The party continues around you, everyone vaguely paying attention to your ongoing struggle as Ashley desperately tries to break free. Still extremely giddy, you carry out a drunken conversation with Rachel and a few others nearby that even you aren't really following. Eventually, the movement in your gut starts to slow, your belly smoothing out as it churns away at Ashley. Soon enough, the junior's struggling ends completely. Noticing the change, you squeeze your stomach muscles. Immediately, a burp so loud it makes the party go quiet escapes your lips. "Check, please..!" you giggle. @@color:lime;Ashley has been digested!@@ Maeve comes up to you and pokes your belly. Then she pushes in even harder with her full hand, making an odd squelching sounds. There's a pleasant //*slosh*// as she pulls back and your flesh pops back into place. "Yep, looks like she's done!" Maeve says with a grin. "Congratulations to our freshman champion, hope Ash treats you well! Someone untie her." You're finally released from your restraints, immediately bringing your hands forward to rub your belly. You stretch your legs out and carefully try to stand up, immediately stumbling and falling over onto the ground. Using the chair for support, you pull yourself back up, giggling. "Well $name, you survived the trials and claimed your prize," Maeve says, putting her hand on your shoulder. "You're free to go. You're also totally safe till tomorrow if you want to stick around, party's going all night. Do what you want." If you were in the right state of mind, you surely would have gotten out as fast as you could. As it stands, however, the rest of the night is a blur that you can barely remember even as it's happening. You're vaguely aware of dancing, laughing, and at least a few belly rubs, with no concept of how much time is passing. At some point you lost your shirt, but you haven't the faintest clue why. Eventually, your head finally starts to clear up a little, accompanied by a dull pain returning to your gut. Even hours later, judging by how much it's shrunk, your whole belly is tender and sore from the ordeal Ashley put it through. Now that you've somewhat come to your senses, you immediately break away from the party and start to trudge through the halls back to your room. <<include "playerPredEnd">>[[Return to your dorm at last->September 3rd- End of Day]]

<<if ($turn >= 5) or ($preyHealth <= 0)>> <<goto $sceneNextLink>> <</if>>

<<set _roll to random(1,2)>> <<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "relax">> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> You take a deep breath and lean back, doing what you can to get comfortable in the current situation. Especially after going through all the trials, you don't feel like you stand a chance at subduing Ashley in any way. The only reasonable option seems to be to try and wait out the ordeal. <</append>> <<case "squeeze">> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> You flex your stomach muscles a little, squeezing Ashley tight and accidentally pushing out a small burp. Unfortunately, it seems to barely have any effect on her, she just keeps on thrashing even with the increased pressure. <<else>> "Please calm down in there," you moan, squeezing your stomach muscles down on her a little. It seems to weaken her a little, but it doesn't come close to stopping her efforts. "You're not the only victim here!" <</if>> <</append>> <<case "crush">> <<addclass "#crush" "hide">> <<set $noCrush to true>> <<set $stomachHealth -= 5>> <<append "#digestion">> Desperate for release from Ashley's onslaught, you clench your stomach muscles to try and crush her into submission. With your arms tied there's not much else you can do to restrict her movement, your options limited further still by being trapped in a chair. Her efforts only slow a little, so you up the pressure as much as you can, pushing so hard you clench your jaw. Just as you think it's working, Ashley shoves her arms and legs out hard, totally breaking your grip on her. A sharp pain cuts through your gut and you cry out, instinctively trying to grab your belly but ending up just rocking a bit in your chair due to the restraints. There's a sympathetic "ooo" from the crowd, a few people even cringing. "You're //nothing// to me $name, I shouldn't even be in here!" Ashley growls. It's clear she's too strong for you to resist like that. <</append>> <<case "taunt">> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<set $stomachHealth -= 3>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> "Ha, is that //*urrp*// the... the best you've got?" you say through heavy breaths. "I thought a junior would be able to put //*urp*// up a real fight!" "Now there's a real champion!" Maeve laughs. The crowd cheers and laughs along at your boasting. You start to grin, only to grimace as Ashley gives you a clear reminder that you aren't actually the one with the power in this situation. <<else>> "Boy, I'm glad I'm tied up for this," you boast. "It almost makes it a //*urp*// fair fight." A mixture of laughing and cheering spreads through the crowd at your bravado. "Shut up you arrogant little shit!" Ashley growls from inside of you. The bulges in your belly are constantly shifting from the punishment she's dishing out. "You never could have even gotten me in here on your own!" <</if>> <</append>> <<case "progress">> <<if $counter is 0>> <<set $counter += 1>> <<append "#digestion">> One strong punch right under your belly button makes your whole abdomen flare up with pain for a moment, like she stretched your belly too far. You cry out and jolt forward, unable to soothe your aching belly as Ashley continues to thrash within. You can feel that you're going to throw up any time now. @@color:red;Ashley is clearly out of your league.@@ "Come on $name, hang in there!" someone from the crowd shouts. <</append>> <<elseif $counter is 1>> <<append "#digestion">> "Fuck!" you grunt, feeling your stomach turn from the punishment your upperclassman prey has been dishing out. Your eyes go wide as your stomach starts to rumble and you feel one of her arms force its way back up into your throat. After a moment and a hard swallow, however, she's forced back down by your esophagus, a heavy belch escaping your lips instead. "Yeah, show her who's boss $name!" someone from the crowd shouts. You groan as Ashley goes right back to pummeling your insides. @@color:red;There's no way you can hold her down.@@ <</append>> <</if>> <<default>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</switch>>

<<if $turn is 0>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> She starts to thrash wildly in your gut. You let out a gasp as your insides are pummeled by the desperate girl. A loud, whining groan rises from your stomach, protesting the difficult meal it's been sent. You can already tell that getting her forced down your throat is far from the worst this ordeal has in store. <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 1>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "You can't do this to me, I'm getting out of here!" Ashley growls. She continues her relentless assault on your insides, an odd rhythm to her movements that's making your stomach shudder. She'll push forward, then shift to putting all her force into pushing up, quickly alternating between the two. Then, all at once she stops and instead shoves her arms out to the side, causing a sharp pain that makes you jump in your seat. <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 2>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<set _preyActionIntensity to 2>> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<set $preyExhaustion += 1>> <<append "#digestion">> Ashley takes a deep breath, then roars and starts to go wild with her thrashing. She rapidly shifts her weight side to side, making your belly shake and groan. Her concentrated effort quickly breaks down into more of a child throwing a tantrum, flailing her arms and legs around as she moves. <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 3>> <<set $preyAction to "rest">> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Ugh, your fucking stomach is disgusting!" Ashley shouts, finally slowing down for once. She's panting a little. "It's so tight, I forgot how pathetic freshman can be." <</append>> <<else>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<set _preyActionIntensity to 2>> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<append "#digestion">> <</append>> /* Ashley is way out of your league and you're destined to fail, she's not only a junior but not exactly a slouch as far as they come. Her actions are directly scripted: she thrashes three times with unique messages, then rests once if you somehow survive that. After that the scene moves on, but as a debug she defaults to a generic rage */

<<Time 21.25>><<set $outfitState to "gone">><<set _pleasure to 0>><<set $sex += 1>><<set $nadiaSex += 1>>You put your hand on the door handle, then take a deep breath. Gently turning it, you step out into the room, using your hands to shield your body. Your heart starts to race when you see Nadia. She's lounging on her bed giving you a half lidded stare, stripped down to just her fishnets and black lace underwear. "Come on over~" she purrs, beckoning you with her leg. "Uh, w-what about your roommate?" you ask nervously. "Don't you worry about her, she won't be back from the party until long after midnight, if she comes back tonight at all. Plenty of time for us to have some fun," she says. She leans forward, puffing her chest out a little. "Now come on, I think I owe you for that trip in my stomach.~" You walk over to her, still hiding behind your arms. She pats a spot on the bed and you cautiously sit down at the edge. She smirks and sidles up to you, gently sliding her hand behind your back and getting a light grip on the arm you're covering your breasts with. "You haven't done this before, have you?" she whispers in your ear, running her free hand down your thigh. "Not exactly..." you reply weakly. "That's alright, we'll take things slow this time. Just relax, let me take care of you~" she says softly, gently tugging on your arm. You follow her lead, letting your arm fall to your lap and unveil your bare chest. They give a tiny bounce when they drop to hang free. You inhale sharply as she brings her hand up to caress your right breast, grazing one finger past your nipple. "There we go." She leans in to give you a kiss on the cheek, then lets go to reposition herself. In one fluid motion, she stretches out one of her pale legs and swings herself over to straddle you. You shiver as she traces her fingers up your back and comes to a stop at your shoulders. "You're beautiful, I don't know what you were so worried about.~" You open your mouth to reply, but she places a finger over your lips and smirks. Pushing on your shoulder, she starts to lean forward and you follow her down until you're laying on the bed. With her hair cascading over you, she leans in and presses her lips to yours, wrapping an arm around to caress your neck from behind. After a brief moment of surprise, you return the kiss. She pulls away a little and smiles at you. You look deep into her azure eyes, your mouth slightly agape, feeling your whole body loosen. With a little giggle, Nadia leans back in for another kiss. There's a light smacking sound as she pulls away again, only to quickly return her soft lips to yours. They start to last longer and longer each time, Nadia slowly starting to flick the tip of her tongue out as your mouths meet. When you return the gesture, she escalates, and soon your tongues are winding together in heated passion. You let out a soft moan, and this time Nadia pulls away completely, a small strand of saliva briefly bridging you mouths. You can see her breathing starting to get heavier. She flicks her head to push her bangs aside, then starts to shift herself back over your body. She kisses your neck, then again, a little lower. You moan as she continues down to the center of your chest. She pulls away a little, drifting down over your body with her own so close that you feel the heat of her breath on your skin. Tracing a finger around your navel, she plants one last kiss on your stomach before sliding all the way off the bed and onto her knees. "Are you ready?" she says in a sultry tone, dancing her hands down to rest on your<<if $buttSize > 24>> plush<</if>> thighs<<if $buttSize > 24>> and giving them a light squeeze<</if>>. "Yes..." you say breathily, sitting up enough to look down at her. She grins and gently starts to push your legs apart. You can feel your heart booming in your chest as she puts your flower on full display, holding your breath in anticipation. She smirks at you and leans forward, lingering where you can feel her breath tickling your lower lips for a moment before planting a light kiss on the skin just above them. Pulling back, she brings one hand down to your crotch, the other resting on your inner thigh. A gasp escapes your lips as she gingerly slides her thumb over your slit, starting from the base and rising to give your clit a quick flick before lowering a bit again to pull your folds aside. "She looks like she has seen a //little// fun," Nadia teases. She bites her lip and looks right into your eyes, gently pulling her thumb away. She leans in close and gives a slow lick all the way up your slit, never breaking eye contact. You shudder and arch your back a little. "//Mmmh//, should I keep going?" she asks. "Yes!" you immediately gasp. Nadia giggles and leans in for a faster, deeper lick, this time stopping to make a little circle around your clit instead of pulling away. You moan, a spark of pleasure racing through your body. She keeps going, dancing her tongue through your folds in intricate patterns that leave you begging for more. All the while, she slowly brings her hands up to play with your breasts, getting a firm hold and rubbing your nipples between her thumb and forefinger. A harsh, high-pitched moan escapes your lips, your back arching as you place your hands over hers. You start to pant, a warm, tingling sensation spreading through your whole body as her tongue relentlessly works its magic. Just when it starts to seem like your pleasure is going to overflow, she slows down, giving your clit one last flick with the tip of her tongue before leaning back. "We don't want to rush things now~" she says with a grin. She stands up and throws her hair back, then runs her hands along her curves. "I'm still a little overdressed for the occasion after all." \ <<link "Let her strip">><<replace "#choice1">>Your breathing is still heavy as you watch her start to strip off her lingerie. She crosses her arms and slowly slides her hands up to her shoulders, starting to slide off the straps of her bra but stopping and putting them back in position at the last second. With a seductive smile she bends over and grabs the edge of one of her stockings, showing off her ample cleavage. She slowly slides off the thigh high fishnets one at a time, putting her slender, ivory legs on full display. Her hands slide along her thighs and she turns around. Her body moves like a wave, leaning over even further and arching her back to give you a full view of her ass, then shifting back upright in one fluid motion. She looks over her shoulder at you and pushes off the straps of her bra, then unclips the back. The cups futilely cling to her chest for a few seconds as she turns back to you before gravity finally reveals her bust. They're flawless, still having some perk to them despite being large enough to overflow out of your hands. Her pink nipples are a stark contrast to the pale of the rest of her flesh, further grabbing your attention due to small metal studs pierced through both. She pushes her arms together to show them off, shaking a little to make them bounce. Then she hooks her thumbs under the edge of her panties and slowly leans over to slide them off, gyrating her hips as she goes. When they drop to the floor, she steps forward and raises her arms up overhead, now completely naked save her choker. "Is it everything you'd hoped for?~" she says, swaying a little. "Better," you say, smiling as you take in her body. "You get to do more than just look," she giggles. She guides you to lay back more centered on the bed, then kneels over you. "Show me what you've got.~"<<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</replace>><</link>> <<link "Offer to take her clothes off yourself">><<replace "#choice1">><<set _pleasure += 1>>"I-I can take care of that for you," you say, trying to sound seductive but barely getting the words out. You push yourself up off the bed to stand in front of her. "Oh yeah?" she says, raising her eyebrows and giving you a little smirk. She lifts her right leg up and grazes her foot against your thigh. You take the hint, gently grabbing her leg and starting to peel off her stocking, your fingers trembling a little. Nadia smiles and puts a hand on your shoulder to steady both of you. She curls her toes as the netting pulls away, intentionally rubbing against you when she brings it back to the floor. You repeat the process for her other stocking, putting her slender, ivory legs on full display. Getting a bit more confident, you reach your arms around to her back, running your fingers up her spine and settling on the back of her bra. You feel the slightest shiver run through her and she gives you an approving look, putting her own hands on your hips and shifting a little closer. You carefully unbuckle her bra, then let your hands drift to her shoulders and slide off the straps. She gets a little grin and pushes her arms against her chest, forcing you to have to peel the cups off directly. Her breasts are flawless, still having some perk to them despite being large enough to overflow out of your hands. Her pink nipples are a stark contrast to the pale of the rest of her flesh, further grabbing your attention due to small metal studs pierced through both. You stare just a little too long without doing anything and Nadia giggles, turning her back to you. She bends over and wiggles her hips a little. Bringing your hands to her rear, you start to gingerly pull down her panties, sliding them down her thighs until gravity lets them drop to the ground. Once they're off, she steps backward and bumps you back onto the bed with her butt. She turns around and raises her arms up overhead, now completely naked save her choker. "Not too bad, $name~" she says. She guides you to lay back more centered on the bed, then kneels over you. "Show me what else you've got.~"<<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</replace>><</link>> <<link "Take charge">><<replace "#choice1">><<set _pleasure += 2>>Feeling much more confident in the heat of arousal, you push yourself up off the bed to stand in front of her. You wrap one arm around her waist and caress her shoulder with the other. "I can help with that.~" "Oh!" Nadia says, biting her lip. "Go right ahead.~" You bring both hands to her shoulders and gently slide off the straps of her bra. You let your fingers trace back along the fabric until you're cupping her breasts. Feeling extra daring, you slide your hands up under her bra from below, gently squeezing the plush flesh below. Nadia lets out a little gasp, her lips curling into a crooked smile. You tease one finger over her nipples, finding a small piercing in both, then move your hands around to her back. While you unhook her bra, you lean in and give her a kiss, taking the garment with you when you pull away. Leaning back to admire her fully exposed bust, you get an idea of how to handle the rest. You put a hand on her shoulder and guide her onto the bed. She gives you an eager look, leaning back and lifting her legs up, offering one foot to you. You grab it softly, dragging the fingertips of your other hand up her thigh until you reach the top of her stocking. You gingerly peel it off, her toes curling as the netting pulls away. You repeat the process for her other stocking, putting her slender, ivory legs on full display. Finally, you lean over her and put your hands on her hips. You dare to run your fingers over her crotch before grabbing the edge of her panties, enough to get a small noise out of her. She moves her legs to assist you as you pull them off, leaving her completely naked save her choker. You both stare at each other for a moment in admiration. When you start to move in to join her on the bed, she grins and playfully pushes you onto the bed next to her, positioning herself to be on top again. "I didn't know you had it in you," she says in a breathy voice, kneeling over you. "I hope there's more where that came from.~"<<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</replace>><</link>> She leans over you, her hair like a stormcloud framing her alabaster skin. You bring your hands up to caress her hanging breasts, gently kneading them together and teasing your fingers across her nipples. She lets out a short moan, placing a hand on your stomach. Her fingers slowly drag lower over your skin until one teases its way between your folds. You gasp at the intrusion, squeezing her tits a little firmer. She starts to shift and lean in for a kiss. You reposition your hands as her lips lock with yours. Passion quickly overtakes you both. The passage of time doesn't even grace your thoughts as your fingers dance over and into each other, legs and lips tangling in ecstasy. A warm fuzziness spreads through you as she explores every inch of your body. Panting, moaning, and the soft smacking of your lips fills the dorm. You shift positions so that you're on top for once, Nadia leaning back against the wall. She bites her lip and pushes on your shoulders, her chest heaving. Her hands guide you lower on her body, stopping with your head right over her crotch with her legs spread wide. "I think you've been having more of the fun here," she pants, an eager grin on her face. "Show me what you've learned.~" \ <<link "Just do your best">><<replace "#choice2">><<if _pleasure > 1>><<set $nadiaClimax += 1>><</if>>"With pleasure~" you reply. You place your hands on her thighs and lean in toward her flower, not actually entirely sure what you're doing. You give her a quick lick to test the waters. She's already dripping wet, an oddly sweet flavor to her juices. You lean in further, pushing your tongue completely between her folds. She lets out a little gasp. Encouraged, you keep going, moving your tongue around to stimulate her. You try to imitate what she did to you earlier. <<if _pleasure > 3>>[[Continue->Nadia's Promise- Unbirthed]]<<else>>[[Continue->Nadia's Promise- End]]<</if>><</replace>><</link>> <<link "Play with her tits while you eat her out">><<replace "#choice2">><<set _pleasure += 1>><<if _pleasure > 1>><<set $nadiaClimax += 1>><</if>>"With pleasure~" you reply. You lean in toward her flower, giving it a quick lick to test the waters. She's already dripping wet, an oddly sweet flavor to her juices. Remembering that it felt great when she did it, you reach your arms up to her chest, squeezing them as you push your tongue completely between her folds for the first time. She lets out a soft moan. Encouraged, you keep going, working your tongue and your hands at the same time. You knead and massage her breasts, occasionally using your fingers to tease and pinch her nipples. You try to imitate what she did to you earlier with your tongue. <<if _pleasure > 3>>[[Continue->Nadia's Promise- Unbirthed]]<<else>>[[Continue->Nadia's Promise- End]]<</if>><</replace>><</link>> <<link "Focus on her clit">><<replace "#choice2">><<set _pleasure += 2>><<if _pleasure > 1>><<set $nadiaClimax += 1>><</if>>"With pleasure~" you reply. You lean in toward her flower, giving it a quick lick to test the waters. She's already dripping wet, an oddly sweet flavor to her juices. Using what you learned from her earlier, you immediately move your tongue to her clit, gently batting it side to side with the tip. She gasps in response. Encouraged, you mimic what she did to you and trace a circle around her nub. She moans and grips the bed. You keep going, keeping your efforts focused on her clit. <<if _pleasure > 3>>[[Continue->Nadia's Promise- Unbirthed]]<<else>>[[Continue->Nadia's Promise- End]]<</if>><</replace>><</link>>

<<Time 22>><<set $unbirthedByNadia to true>><<set $totalEscaped += 1>>"//MMmh//, yeah, fffuck... just like that..." she gasps, gripping the back of your head tight as you keep up your efforts. You flick your tongue over her clit and her grip tightens even more. "$name I... //Ooooh// keep going," she moans, her entire tone seeming different. You oblige, doing the best you can to maintain her pleasure. Her moans start to grow louder and less contained as your tongue dances between her folds, the pressure she's putting on your head slowly increasing. Suddenly, she bucks her hips and pushes down on you like she's trying to suffocate you between her legs. Evidently, you aren't far off, as without warning she pulls your head into her vagina. "OH //FFFUUUCK//!" she screams. You can feel her folds twitching against your skin as the tight walls swallow you down to your neck. In a panic, you flail your arms around, slapping her hips to try and get her attention. "//Yes//, MORE!" she moans, grabbing your arms and wrapping her legs around you. The quivering walls drag you deeper, pressing your head against the barrier at the end of her tunnel. She pushes in hard with her legs and holds your arms to your side, forcing your shoulders between her hungry lips. Your head pushes through the dangerously tight passage of her cervix and into the warm embrace of her womb. She moans and gasps in ecstasy as she keeps dragging you deeper. More and more of you slides through the slick channel and up into her body, only your legs left kicking between her own before long. With an explosive moan, she forces the last of you in, sealing your entire body inside hers for the second time tonight. You curl up into her womb, stunned. You knew this was technically possible, but experiencing it firsthand... It's almost nice. The walls are smooth and calm, unlike the wrinkled, writhing walls of a stomach. It feels like a constant firm, but comforting, embrace. You can feel that she's still playing with herself outside, but her movements gently slow as her breathing gets heavy. "Oh my god..." she pants. "Fuck, sorry about that $name, I got a little carried away..." she says, starting to caress you through her belly. "Are you alright in there?" "It's... not the worst," you admit, panting a little yourself. "Good, cause that's where you're spending the night," she giggles, giving you a poke. "After that ride, I don't think I can handle letting you back out right now..." "Seriously?" "Aww, c'mon, I make a pretty cozy bed~" she says, rubbing your back. "Just let yourself drift off, you're perfectly safe." You sigh and curl up a little tighter, trying to get comfortable. To your surprise, it isn't that hard. Between her rubbing, the warmth of her body, and the soft rocking from her breathing, you find yourself dozing off very quickly. @@color:lime;You made Nadia orgasm!@@ <<Nadia 2>> <<CapacityXPCheck>>[[Go to sleep->September 3rd to 4th]]

<<Time 22>>"//MMmh//, yeah, just like that..." she gasps, lightly gripping the back of your head as you keep up your efforts. <<if $nadiaClimax > 0>>You flick your tongue over her clit and her grip tightens along with a high pitched gasp. "Oh f-fuck that's actually... Keep going..." she moans, her entire tone seeming different. You oblige, doing the best you can to maintain her pleasure. Her moans start to grow louder and less contained as your tongue dances between her folds, the pressure she's putting on your head slowly increasing. Suddenly, she bucks her hips and pushes down on you like she's trying to suffocate you between her legs. "OH //FFFUUUCK//!" she screams. You can feel her folds twitching against your tongue and her arms seem to tremble. After a few moments where you start to really worry about your air supply, she loosens her grip and lets you pull away. In fact, she seems to go totally limp, laying slumped back against the wall breathing heavily. "$name... that was wonderful," she sighs. "Are you sure you haven't done this before?" @@color:lime;You made Nadia orgasm!@@ "It's the least I could do," you say coyly, crawling up next to her on the bed. She lays down to rest her head next to yours, smiling. "Saving you was the best choice I could have made at that party," she giggles, poking your cheek where the X can still faintly be seen. "You were definitely worth those favors.~" <<Nadia 2>><<else>>You try your best to push her toward release. She's moaning and clearly enjoying it, but things stagnate and you can't seem to hit her sweet spot. After a while, she pulls your head away and motions for you to crawl up next to her. "Not bad for your first time," she sighs. Her smile is genuine, but there's a hint of disappointment in her eyes. "I think saving you was the right call." <<Nadia 1>><</if>> The two of you cuddle in her bed for a while, the exhaustion from your little escapade starting to sink in. Just as you're beginning to doze off in her arms, you get the sudden urge to pee. "I have to use the bathroom..." you mumble, sitting up. "Just be back before your spot gets cold~" Nadia says, sounding half asleep. You get up and head into her bathroom. You quickly relieve yourself, feeling cold and a little awkward from still being completely nude. While you wash your hands, you quickly look yourself over in the mirror before returning to Nadia. <<include "Weight Gain">>\ <<Recap>> [[Go to sleep->September 3rd to 4th]]

@@color:mediumPurple;''September 4th''@@ ---- <<if $ateAshley>><<set $digestionEvent to false>><<if $emmaRel > 1>>A dull roaring sound makes you come to in your bed, immediately wincing and curling up as you wake. You open your eyes and grumble, holding your head with both hands. The loud rumbling strikes again and you frantically shield your ears. Realizing it's your alarm, you thrust your hand out for your phone, only to find a pillow on your bedside table. You shove it aside to get to the source of the noise, hearing a paper flutter to the ground alongside it, then quickly shut off the alarm and sink back into your bed, groaning. You desperately want to go back to sleep, but your throat feels like it's made of dust right now. Begrudgingly, you sit up. In doing so, you switch from holding your head to clutching your stomach as it flares up with pain. Ashley's onslaught must have really done a number on you. You use the glow from your phone to look around the room rather than suffer through hitting the lights. Looking around, you notice that Emma is already up and out for the day, then spot that there's a water bottle on your bedside table. Any wondering about Emma immediately leaves your mind as you desperately chug the whole thing in a matter of seconds. When you finish, you notice the paper on the ground that you heard fall earlier. It's a note from Emma: //"I'd recognize that post-party collapse anywhere, hope this helped a little <3"// You smile and slowly get to your feet, your head and stomach still aching. Taking the bottle with you, you head to the bathroom to get yourself more water and fully quench your thirst. When you're feeling a little better, you return to your bed and lay back with a sigh, trying to let your body rest a little more. Everything else can wait.<<else>>A shrieking sound jolts you awake as a splitting headache rocks through your skull. You clutch your head with your hands and open your eyes, only to immediately wince and curl up tighter as even the dim light of the room makes the pain in your head flare up. The alarm shrieks again and you frantically grab your phone to shut it off. You sit up and groan, your throat feeling bone dry. As you move to start to get up, you cry out from a sharp pain in your gut and double over. Ashley may be gone, but your body is still dealing with the aftermath. A constant, dull pain radiates through your entire abdomen even when you're sitting still. Taking a deep breath, you stand up and shuffle to the bathroom to quench your thirst. On your way over, it occurs to you for the first time that Emma's bed is empty and she's already out for the day. You sit at the sink chugging water for what feels like several minutes. When you're feeling a little better, you return to your bed and lay back with a sigh, trying to let your body rest a little more. Everything else can wait.<</if>> Eventually, you remember that you do have class today and check the time. Nine fifty. You also notice a notification for an unread email. <<if $club is "swim">>It's a reminder about club later, it starts at four thirty in the pool room. They'll have proper swimsuits there to give out, no need to bring your own. <<elseif $club is "cooking">>It's a reminder about club later, it starts at eight in the dining hall. <<else>>It's a reminder about club later, it starts at four thirty in Room 108. It looks like you need to have a character prepared ahead of time--you'll just have to throw something together quickly before you go. <</if>>Groaning, you get up, grab a towel, and head into the bathroom to shower. There isn't even going to be enough time to get breakfast first at this point. Once you're clean and dry you stumble back into your room, not bothering to cover yourself with a towel, and grab the first clothes you find to put on. Still feeling like garbage from last night, you trudge out into the hall to head to class.<<set $outfit to "normal">> [[Go to class->September 4th- Intro to Vore]]<<else>>The sound of your alarm gently coaxes you awake, blinking a few times as you return to the conscious world. You sit up, your eyes only half open, and grab your phone to silence it. As you stretch your arms out, you notice Emma is already out for the day. She must have had an early class. Throwing off your blanket, you slide your legs over the side of the bed, yawn, then get up on your feet. <<if $digestionEvent>><<set $digestionEvent to false>><<if $digestion > 0>>Now that you're standing, it's much more apparent that some of Jackie is still sticking around. You place a hand on your belly, still sporting some bulk, and give it a gentle shake. It shouldn't be much longer before your body's done with her.<<else>>You smile and give your stomach a pat, the massive gut you went to sleep with completely converted into softer curves on the rest of your body.<</if>><<if $wardrobeUniform>> You eye the bag of clothes you took from your prey and wonder if you should try them on already.<<else>> You stretch out a little and look down at your dresser.<</if>><<else>> You stretch out a little and look down at your dresser.<</if>> While you're thinking of what to wear, you consider your schedule for the day. With two classes spread throughout the afternoon and club later, getting a quick workout in now before your first class might be your best option if you wanted to hit the gym today. \ <<link "Wear normal clothes">><<replace "#clothes">><<set $outfit to "normal">>You decide against going to the gym, not feeling like you're up to it first thing in the morning. After picking out a pretty standard outfit from your dresser, you grab your towel and head into the bathroom.<</replace>><<replace "#continue">><<include "Day4Morning(TEXT)">><</replace>><</link>><<if $wardrobeUniform>> <<link "Wear school uniform">><<replace "#clothes">><<set $outfit to "uniform">>You decide against going to the gym, not feeling like you're up to it first thing in the morning. You decide to go with the school's uniform today, taking it then grabbing your towel and heading into the bathroom.<</replace>><<replace "#continue">><<include "Day4Morning(TEXT)">><</replace>><</link>><</if>><<if $wardrobeLight>> <<link "Wear Jackie's clothes">><<replace "#clothes">><<set $outfit to "light">>You decide against going to the gym, not feeling like you're up to it first thing in the morning. But you are interested in taking some of your newly acquired clothes for a spin. Picking up the bag you looted from Jackie, you pull out something cute that seems like a good match, a spaghetti strap top and a skirt. Content with the look, you grab your towel and head into the bathroom.<</replace>><<replace "#continue">><<include "Day4Morning(TEXT)">><</replace>><</link>><</if>> <<link "Get ready to work out">><<replace "#clothes">><<set $outfit to "workout">><<set $day4Workout to true>>You decide it would be smart to hit the gym,<<if $ateJackie>> especially after digesting Jackie overnight,<</if>> so you pull out some clothes you'd be comfortable working out in. Then you head into the bathroom to get ready for the day.<</replace>><<replace "#continue">><<include "Day4Morning(TEXT)">><</replace>><</link>><</if>>

@@color:mediumPurple;''September 4th''@@ ---- <<if $unbirthedByNadia>>Your head feels foggy, only just on the cusp of being awake. There's a light rumbling sound as some soothing force taps against your back, a fainter thumping coming from above you. Opening your eyes, you find you're in complete darkness, and curled up in a pretty tight fetal position. Your whole world suddenly shakes back and forth and you realize that you're encased by slimy walls. In a panic you thrust your arms out, but soon enough the events of last night come back to you--you're in the warm embrace of Nadia's womb right now. "Finally up darling? I thought I was going to have to carry you around all day, I've been trying to shake you awake for a while now," Nadia purrs. You feel her run a hand down the front of her belly and gently caress you from below. "Nadia..?" you respond groggily, shifting a little. "I told you it would be comfortable in there~" she says. "Ready to come out?" "Yeah, it's a little cramped in here." "Get ready then.~" You feel her reach her hands down around you to her crotch. Her breathing grows heavy, enough to gently rock you back and forth, and she starts to let out little moans. Then she crouches down, and the walls start to tighten around you. The pressure slowly shifts your position, then grows even tighter as your head is forced back through into the slick tunnel of her vagina. Nadia gasps as more of you starts to slide through. With a heavy, moaning grunt she pushes you out up to your midriff, your arms pinned to your side as your upper body returns to the outside world. You open your eyes and take a deep breath, greeted with the strange sight of Nadia looking down at you as your body emerges from between her legs. "Good morning~" she says, slight strain in her voice. Closing her eyes and pressing down on her belly, she gives one more hard push and forces the rest of you out onto the wet tile of her shower. She drops back to join you on the ground, panting with exhaustion. "That part never gets easy..." she sighs, grinning at you. You sit up, a little disoriented. This is the first time you've ever spent the night inside someone, and you're still trying to wrap your head around the crazy sequence of events that led you here. While you get your bearings, Nadia crawls over to you. She slides around to hug you from behind, pressing her breasts against your back. "Last night was wonderful~" she whispers in your ear. "Y-You were incredible," you say, suddenly very flustered. "And I can't thank you enough for saving me from that deathtrap." Nadia giggles, squeezing you a little tighter. "You've already repaid me for that, don't you worry. It's not every day someone makes me accidentally unbirth them.~" She gives you a quick kiss on the cheek, then stands up, helping you to your feet as well. The two of you shower together, getting a little playful as you both get clean. Eventually you step out to dry off, finding a second towel already ready for you. You head back into the main room wrapped in your towel once you're dry. Nadia, meanwhile, uses hers to wrap up her hair and continues to walk around naked.<<else>>Your eyes gently flutter open, waking up feeling better rested than you have in a long time. You start to try and stretch out, but the resistance of another arm resting on top of your own makes you pause. Then it occurs to you that this isn't your bed, and the events of last night come back to you. Turning your head to look behind you, you see Nadia's pale face, still sound asleep. You try to gently slide away to get up without disturbing her, but the moment you start moving she shifts in her sleep, her arm wrapping tighter around you as she rolls close enough to be pressed right up against your back. Blushing, you quietly try to get her attention, but it seems like she's really still asleep. You can't say you aren't comfortable, so you decide to just accept your fate and relax as she subconsciously cuddles you. After a while, you notice that her embrace has steadily been getting tighter, to the point that her breasts are now firmly squished against your back. "You've been awake the whole time, haven't you?" you say with a sigh. "Maybe~" Nadia replies with a giggle. "How'd you sleep?" You nudge her arm off of you and sit up. "Fantastically, actually, I can't remember the last time I woke up feeling this good." "I tend to have that effect on people~" she giggles, giving you a little poke. She slides herself off the bed and stands up, stretching her arms out overhead. You stop yourself from staring at her bare back for too long. "You need the bathroom?" "Not really," you say, getting up off the bed. "I usually shower in the morning but I can--" "Well go ahead then, I've got extra towels," Nadia says. "We did get nice and sweaty last night.~" "Oh, thanks!" She grabs a towel out of the closet and tosses it to you. You quickly head into the shower to wash off and get ready for the day, using the same lilac soap she pushed you to use before to be safe. Once you're clean, you dry off and step back into the room, wrapped up to finally give yourself some decency. Nadia, on the other hand, is still just lounging on her bed in the nude.<</if>> You think to check the time and realize that it's already past ten o'clock. "Shit, I've gotta get to class," you say. It occurs to you that not only are you naked, you don't even have clothes to put on since yours got soaked in her stomach acid. "Uh..." "You can have some stuff I don't wear much anymore, we're a pretty similar size," she says with a little laugh, crouching down to go through her dresser. "Thanks," you say. Your relief lessens a little when you remember what wearing her wardrobe will entail. She pulls out a skirt with a pattern of silver moons around the waist and a lace underlayer that sticks out a few inches below the normal fabric, as well as a very loose, thin strapped tank top with an elaborate skull design across the chest. All black, of course. She smirks when she sees your hesitation about the outfit. "I've got some spare chokers too if you want." "Uh, no, this will be fine thanks," you say hastily. Not really having another option, you change into her clothes. They're surprisingly comfortable, even if they look very out of place on you.<<set $outfit to "goth">><<set $outfitState to "normal">><<set $wardrobeLight to true>> "Well, you better get to your class then," she pouts, leaning forward a little and gently pushing her breasts together with her arms. Your heart starts to beat a little faster. "Well, I--" "Nah, you should probably get out before my roommate gets back anyways," she says with a smirk, returning to a normal stance. <<if $unbirthedByNadia>>You're not sure where she was keeping it, but she holds out a piece of paper toward you. "But here." You take it with a slightly confused look. Written on it is a phone number with a heart next to it. You immediately look back up at her and she winks at you, then turns around to head back into the bathroom. <<set $nadiaPhone to true>>@@color:lime;You got Nadia's phone number!@@<<elseif $nadiaRel > 1>>"Last night was wonderful, let's do it again some time.~" Before you can respond, she just gives you a wink and disappears into the bathroom.<<else>>"Try to stay safe out there, I'd like to give this another shot some time.~" Before you can respond, she just gives you a wink and disappears into the bathroom.<</if>> [[Hurry to class->September 4th- Intro to Vore]]

<<set $day4BreakfastSam to true>><<if $metSam>>You head over to Sam, happy to have the extra company for breakfast. As you walk up to sit across from her, you notice that she looks pretty bummed out<<if $samRel > 1>>, but her face lights up when she sees you. "Hey, thought that was you brooding over here," you say, taking a seat. "What, you've never seen a girl eat breakfast alone?" Sam asks defensively. "I figured with you there would at least be someone playing the role of breakfast," you say. Sam smirks. "Is something up?"<<else>>. She seems confused at first when she sees you. "Hey, how's it going?" you say. "Hey. $name, right?" Sam says, lazily taking a bite of her food. "Yep! You looked lonely so I thought I'd come say hi. Is something up?"<</if>> "Nah. I'm on my own cause by now everyone's figured out I'm related to Maeve, so you're the only one dumb enough to talk to me," she teases. <<if !$metMaeve and $samInfo1 < 2>>"Maeve?" you ask. "Huh, you really don't know about her already? Guess you lucked out the last two days with what I heard she's been up to," Sam says. "Maeve's my sister, and she calls herself the queen of the school. As cool as she is, I thought she was just playing it up to me, but no, everyone really seems to see her as being in a league of her own even compared to the other seniors here." "<<if $breakfastSunny>>Oh, I think I have heard someone mention her. But yeah,<<else>>Huh, yeah<</if>> I've never met her," you reply. "That's not gonna scare me off though." Sam smiles. "You should be scared just from me," she laughs, taking a bite of her food.<<set $samInfo1 to 2>><<elseif $samInfo1 < 2>>"Wait, you're related to Maeve?" you say, freezing. Now that she's said it, it does make a lot of sense. Sam sighs. "Yeah, she's my sister. You gonna run away now?" "No, that'd be silly," you reply, clearing your throat. "I just didn't realize. There is definitely a resemblance." "Of course, she's just an older and cooler, but less funny, me," Sam says with a smirk.<<set $samInfo1 to 2>><<else>>"//Or// I'm the only one smart enough to get on your good side," you say. "But for real, that's rough." "Eh, it's whatever. Just makes it easier to choose who's on the menu."<<if $samRel > 1>> "So that's... everyone but me right now?" "Who said you weren't on it?" Sam teases.<</if>><</if>><<else>>You decide to try your luck with the girl, she looks like she could use some company. You head over to the table to sit across from her. She gives you a confused look when you sit down. "Hey, I'm $name! This seat taken?" you say. "I guess not..." the girl replies. She has long, messy dark hair and sunken blue eyes, a few freckles scattered across her cheeks. Her outfit seems pretty carelessly thrown together, wearing a baggy black t-shirt with some kind of logo on it and what looked like they were gym shorts. "You know I'm Maeve's sister, right?" she says, looking dejected as she takes a bite of her food. <<if $metMaeve>>"O-Oh, no I didn't," you say, your heart skipping a beat as you remember the Maeve she must be talking about. "That must be exciting."<<else>>"Maeve?" you say, cocking your head. "Huh, you really don't know about her already? Guess you lucked out the last two days with what I heard she's been up to," the girl says. "She's a senior here, they call her the queen of the school." "<<if $breakfastSunny>>Oh, I think I have heard someone mention her. But yeah,<<else>>Huh, yeah<</if>> I've never met her," you reply. "Must be cool having that kind of connection at the school already."<</if>> She pauses, then smiles. "Yeah, it's pretty great," she says. "Name's Sam."<<set $samInfo1 to 2>><</if>> The two of you chat a little while you start to eat. You don't have a ton of time before your class, so may as well try to make the most of it. \ \<<linkreplace "Talk about clubs ">><<set $counter += 1>>\ <<append "#text">><<set $samInfo8 to 1>> "So did you <<if !$metSam>>join<<else>>end up joining<</if>> a club? The first meeting is later, I'm excited," you say. "Kinda," she shrugs. "All of them were pretty lame, but I joined music club just so the girl at the desk would stop bothering me. Not sure if I'll even bother going." <<if $samInfo5 > 0>>"That's the //only// reason, huh?" you say, recalling that she's been wearing a band shirt pretty much every time you've seen her. "Yeah, why?" she says, giving you a look. "No reason." You smile and shrug.<<else>>"I definitely think you should give it a shot," you say. "Worst case scenario, you can scope out some potential meals." "Ha, that's true," Sam says with a grin.<</if>> <</append>><<if $counter is 2>><<set $metSam to true>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><<replace "#choices">><</replace>><</if>><</linkreplace>>\ \<<if ($day3HuntSam is "none") or ($day3HuntSam is "denied")>><<linkreplace "Ask about how she fared on Monday ">><<set $counter += 1>>\ <<append "#text">> <<if (($day2Hunt is "courtyard") and $metSam) or ($maeveSisterRelation > 1)>>"So how did things go with Maeve on Monday<<if $maeveSisterRelation > 1>> after I left?" you ask, shuddering a little when you remember how you spent that day. "It was great catching up, we had a lot of fun! Uh, sorry about what you had to go through with Matilda though, you looked pretty rough when you came out," Sam says. "Ugh, I'd rather not think about it... But I don't think I thanked you that night, so... thanks. I don't think I would have gotten back out if Maeve hadn't forced her." "Yeah, probably not," Sam says with a grin. "You're welcome."<<else>>?" you ask. "It was great catching up, we had a lot of fun! <<if $day2HuntWithSam is "success">>She was //so// excited about how stuffed I was, it was great," Sam says with a big grin. "She's been trying to get me to push my limits like that for a while now. Thanks again for helping me out." "Heh, told you it was a good idea," you say, matching her grin.<<else>>I guess it hasn't actually been //that// long since we saw each other, but still! This year is gonna be great with both of us on campus," Sam says, grinning to herself. "Nice, glad everything worked out."<</if>><</if>><<else>>"So how did 'The Monday Massacre' go for you?" you ask. "Oh it was great! I ate one of the sophomores and spent the night hanging out with Maeve." <<if $analAteOlivia>>"Sweet, I thought maybe I was the only one eating above our grade," you reply, a smug look on your face. "//Pfft//, sure<<if $metSam>>, you're not that good<</if>>," Sam laughs. "No no, it's true. Olivia if I remember right, missed my first class that day getting her in," you insist. "Oh I'm sure," Sam says, still incredulous.<<if $metSam>> "You do look fatter than the last time I saw you, I'll give you that."<</if>> "Whatever, believe it or not," you say with a shrug.<<else>>"What? You //ate// a sophomore, and had no problems at all?" you say, raising your eyebrows. "Did someone forget to tell you which side of the massacre you were on?" "I'm good $name, what else can I say?" Sam laughs.<</if>><</if>> <</append>><<if $counter is 2>><<set $metSam to true>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><<replace "#choices">><</replace>><</if>><</linkreplace>>\ \<<linkreplace "Ask about Maeve ">><<set $counter += 1>>\ <<append "#text">> "So what's Maeve like?" you ask while the two of you are waiting around.<<if $metMaeve>> "Well, what's she like as a //sister//, since I only know her as the top predator of the school."<</if>> "Maeve? She's the best! Ah, I don't know how to explain it... it's like, she's not afraid of anything, y'know? So she just does what she wants without caring what people think. And she can kick pretty much anyone's ass so she can get away with being like that, she's so cool!" Sam says. Her face lit up as soon as she started talking about her. "She can definitely get kinda intense sometimes, and I get why a lot of people are scared of her, but she always means well. Well, if you mean something to her, she means well. But she can also be fun! She knows how to make the best of any situation." "You two are really close, huh?" you say, smiling at her. "Oh definitely. She basically raised me for a while, since our mom wasn't able to be around all that much when we were little. Hah, she used to get up to the craziest shit even before she could eat people..."<<set $samInfo7 to 1>> <</append>><<if $counter is 2>><<set $metSam to true>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><<replace "#choices">><</replace>><</if>><</linkreplace>>\<<else>><<linkreplace "Talk about your hunting plan ">><<set $counter += 1>>\ <<append "#text">> "So we're still on for Operation Cassidy later right?" you ask. "Don't call it that, you nerd," Sam laughs. "But yeah, of course, the hunt isn't over yet. Room 115 right? When's your class again?" "It starts pretty soon, and we should be getting out around noon," you say. "We'll have to go fast, I get the feeling Alice doesn't ever leave her alone for very long." "Ah, it'll be no problem," Sam says, waving her hand dismissively. "I'll be there waiting outside, as soon as you're both out of the room we'll strike." "Sounds like a plan. I'll try to tail her out." <</append>><<if $counter is 2>><<set $metSam to true>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><<replace "#choices">><</replace>><</if>><</linkreplace>><</if>>\ \<<if $samInfo2 > 0>><<linkreplace "Ask about the time she ate one of her teachers ">><<set $counter += 1>>\ <<append "#text">> "So be honest with me--were you telling the truth when you said you ate one of your teachers once?" you ask. You've been curious since your first conversation, and it seems like an exciting memory that might raise her spirit a bit to talk about. "Hah, of course I was! Who would lie about something like that?" she says with a grin. "It just seems so wild to me. Like high school you ate an adult, //on school grounds//, and got away with it? That's crazy! I gotta know more," you say, giving her an eager look. "Well, I did get expelled so I didn't //exactly// get away with it, but I'm pretty sure it's a big part of how I got accepted here, so," she says with a shrug. "It was early in my senior year, but the teacher was this guy I'd had for all of the last year too. He was a creep and an asshole, literally everyone I knew that had taken a class with him hated the guy." "Well I guess that's the why, but still. You ate and kept down a grown-ass man that early on?" "Don't ever underestimate a McKenn, $name!" she laughs. "Maeve started training me to be a strong predator before I was even physically able, I was always way ahead of everyone else in my grade. Then one day..." She trails off and her face hardens for a moment, but she shakes her head and gets back to her story. "One day it just occurred to me that I could probably pull it off, and the rest is history."<<set $samInfo2 to 2>> <</append>><<if $counter is 2>><<set $metSam to true>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><<replace "#choices">><</replace>><</if>><</linkreplace>>\<</if>> \ Sam's mood really seems to have lifted over the course of your conversation. However, you start to run short on time, not having long before your class starts. "Well, I should probably get going before I'm late," you say, getting to your feet. <<if ($day3HuntSam != "none") and ($day3HuntSam != "denied")>> "I'll see you after class!" "That girl won't know what hit her," Sam replies with a wink.<<if $samRel < 2>> <<Sam 1>><</if>> <<if $sunnyRel is 0>>[[Head to Intro to Vore->September 4th- Intro to Vore]]<<elseif $sunnyRel > 0>>[[Head to Intro to Vore->Breakfast- Sunny Interlude]]<<else>>\ <<link "Head to Intro to Vore">> <<set _checkType to "prey">> <<set _baseline to 10>> <<set _modifier to 8>> <<include "voreCheck">> <<if _swallow>> <<goto [[Breakfast- Eaten By Sunny]] >> <<else>> <<set $stamina -= 8>> <<goto [[Breakfast- Sunny Interlude]] >> <</if>> <</link>><</if>><<elseif ($samRel > 0) and ($emmaRel > 1)>>When you stand up, someone on the stairs catches your eye. You have no idea how you missed her before, but it's definitely Emma on her way back to the dorm. Seeing her gives you an idea. [[Introduce Sam to Emma->After Breakfast- Sam Meets Emma]] <<link "Just head to class">><<replace "#emma">>But you immediately decide it's probably a bad one. You were thinking about introducing the two of them since Sam seemed bummed about everyone avoiding her, but thinking about it even a little bit you realize they probably wouldn't get along. "See you later!" you say. "See ya," Sam says with a wave.<<if $samRel < 2>> <<Sam 1>><</if>> <<if $sunnyRel is 0>>[[Head to Intro to Vore->September 4th- Intro to Vore]]<<elseif $sunnyRel > 0>>[[Head to Intro to Vore->Breakfast- Sunny Interlude]]<<else>>\ <<link "Head to Intro to Vore">> <<set _checkType to "prey">> <<set _baseline to 10>> <<set _modifier to 8>> <<include "voreCheck">> <<if _swallow>> <<goto [[Breakfast- Eaten By Sunny]] >> <<else>> <<set $stamina -= 8>> <<goto [[Breakfast- Sunny Interlude]] >> <</if>> <</link>><</if>><</replace>><</link>><<else>>"See you later!" "See ya," Sam says with a wave.<<if $samRel < 2>> <<Sam 1>><</if>> <<if $sunnyRel is 0>>[[Head to Intro to Vore->September 4th- Intro to Vore]]<<elseif $sunnyRel > 0>>[[Head to Intro to Vore->Breakfast- Sunny Interlude]]<<else>>\ <<link "Head to Intro to Vore">> <<set _checkType to "prey">> <<set _baseline to 10>> <<set _modifier to 8>> <<include "voreCheck">> <<if _swallow>> <<goto [[Breakfast- Eaten By Sunny]] >> <<else>> <<set $stamina -= 8>> <<goto [[Breakfast- Sunny Interlude]] >> <</if>> <</link>><</if>><</if>>

<<Time 9.5>>You head out into the halls, taking the route through Lampton to save some time. The sun is shining bright in the sky today, almost blinding as you cross over the bridge. There are a few other girls passing through the halls, but everyone you pass seems to be on their way to class and doesn't pay you much attention. <<if $ateJackie>>You smirk and briefly rest a hand on your <<if $fullness > 0>>bloated <</if>>belly when you pass by Jackie's former dorm.<</if>> The dining hall is pretty busy at this hour, most of the tables taken up by groups chatting away. Despite the volume, there's no one you really recognize as you make your way to the buffet line. Today there's a wide variety of omelettes and some pretty basic looking toast on the menu. You fix yourself a plate and look around for a place to sit. <<if $metSam>>You missed her before, but this time you notice who you're pretty sure is Sam sitting at one of the tables on the far side of the room, facing the windows. <<if ($samRel < 0) or $samPromiseBroken>>You can't imagine that she'd be thrilled to see you<<if $samPromiseBroken>> after you bailed on her<</if>>, but she looks kind of lonely.<<elseif $samRel is 0>>She looks kind of lonely, it could be a better chance to get to know her since you didn't leave much of an impression on Sunday.<<else>>She looks pretty lonely.<</if>><<else>>As you scan the room for an open table, you notice someone sitting alone at the back of the room. A skinny, dark haired girl, looking pretty lonely as she stares out the window. Not that far away from her, you also finally spot a completely free table.<</if>> \ <<if ($samRel < 0) or $samPromiseBroken>>[[Go sit with her->Breakfast With Sam- Angry]]<<else>>[[Go sit with her->Breakfast With Sam]]<</if>> <<link "Sit alone">><<replace "#choice">><<if $metSam>><<if $samRel < 1>>Not wanting to bother her, you just head to the nearest open table<<else>>Knowing you don't have much time to eat anyways, you decide to just head for the nearest open table instead of joining her.<</if>><<else>>Ignoring the girl, you head for the open table and take a seat.<</if>> The dull roar of all the conversations happening around the room fills your ears as you eat your breakfast. The omelette is shockingly good, to the point that you scarf it down fast enough to go up for a second. You keep an eye on the time, getting up to head out with a little under ten minutes before your class starts. <<if $sunnyRel is 0>>[[Head to Intro to Vore->September 4th- Intro to Vore]]<<elseif $sunnyRel > 0>>[[Head to Intro to Vore->Breakfast- Sunny Interlude]]<<else>>\ <<link "Head to Intro to Vore">> <<set _checkType to "prey">> <<set _baseline to 10>> <<set _modifier to 8>> <<include "voreCheck">> <<if _swallow>> <<goto [[Breakfast- Eaten By Sunny]] >> <<else>> <<set $stamina -= 8>> <<goto [[Breakfast- Sunny Interlude]] >> <</if>> <</link>><</if>><</replace>><</link>><<if $fullness is 0>><<set $stamina += 8>><<set $stamina to Math.clamp($stamina, 0, $staminaMax)>><</if>>

<<Time 9.5>>You head out into the hall, hurrying up through Lampton to the dining hall. It's pretty packed at this hour, but you don't pay much attention to it, just looking to grab something quick to eat before heading to the gym. They have a selection of omelettes and some toast available today. Although they look good, you're afraid an omelette might be too heavy of a meal to eat right before working out, so you just scarf down a few pieces of toast before heading out to the courtyard. It's bright and sunny today, in stark contrast to the dreary skies yesterday. A little too bright, and just hot enough to be uncomfortable. You're relieved when you pass through into the heavily air conditioned sports complex. It looks like there's actually a class taking place in the gym right now, a large group being led through some stretches by a silver haired teacher you don't recognize. Not letting your curiosity distract you, you head upstairs to the weight room. <<if $kaylaRel > 0>>"Hey! Didn't expect to see you here<<if $day2Workout>> this early<</if>>," someone says right as you walk in. It's Kayla, her hair tied back in a tight ponytail and wearing just a green sports bra and grey athletic shorts. She's stretching out next to one of the treadmills. "Hey!" you reply, heading to the open spot next to her and starting your own warm-up. "Wanted to get a work out in before class since my schedule's weird today. How have you been?" "I'm livin'. Already sick of how barebones this 'gym' is though," she says. "Why call it a weight room if they only have cardio equipment?" "They were probably only worried about helping people lose weight," you reply, stepping onto the treadmill. "I guess. Gonna have to find a better place in town sometime soon." Your conversation goes on hold as both of you start to run. You start things slow to warm up, not wanting to do anything too crazy since you just ate before coming here. Over time you slowly build up to a faster pace until you're really starting to feel the burn, then ease back down to a stop. Exhausted, but feeling good, you do some quick cooldown stretches while you wait for Kayla to stop putting you to shame. Eventually she finishes and steps down, wiping sweat off of her brow. <<Workout>>"Whew! Love that feeling!" she says with a big grin. "We should probably get to class, huh?" "No way we make it on time," you say, checking the clock on your phone. The two of you start to make your way out of the building and back to Karbo. As you walk, you notice that your belly feels oddly cool, and you're feeling lighter on your feet than earlier. @@color:lime;You must have lost weight!@@ "Ah, who cares about missing a few minutes. Juniper can deal," Kayla says. "Wanna grab lunch after class?" <<if ($day3HuntSam != "none") and ($day3HuntSam != "denied")>>"Ah, sorry, I've already got plans after class," you say, remembering your arrangement with Sam. The two of you arrive at the door to your dorm. "No worries, maybe some other time," she says with a shrug and a smile. "Well, see ya again real soon!" She heads off towards the stairs to get to her own dorm.\ <<done>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</done>><<else>>\ \ <<link "Yes">><<replace "#choice">><<set $day4LunchKayla to true>>"Sure!" you reply. The two of you arrive at the door to your dorm. "Cool. Well, see ya again real soon!" she says, heading off toward the stairs to get to her own dorm.<<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</replace>><</link>> <<link "No">><<replace "#choice">>"Ah, sorry, I'm busy after class," you say, not feeling like committing to lunch with her. The two of you arrive at the door to your dorm. "No worries, maybe some other time," she says with a shrug and a smile. "Well, see ya again real soon!" She heads off towards the stairs to get to her own dorm.<<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</replace>><</link>><</if>>\ You head right for the bathroom when you go into your room, breezing right past Emma without saying anything. Not wasting any time, you peel off your sweaty clothes and quickly wash off in the shower, stepping back out to dry off after just a few minutes. "Heya $name<<if $emmaRel > 1>>!<<else>>,<</if>>" Emma says when you return to the main room. "You're sure in a hurry." "Oh hey, yeah sorry I'm running late for class," you reply as you dig through your dresser for some clothes. You just pull out the first thing you find, noting that it's already getting close to ten after. After dipping back into the bathroom to change, you rush out the door.<<if $emmaRel > 0>> "Catch you later!" you say to Emma on your way out.<</if>><<set $outfit to "normal">> [[Hurry to class->September 4th- Intro to Vore]]\ <<else>>There are a few others in there already, but most of the machines are free. You walk over to one of the open treadmills and do a few stretches to warm up.<<if ($kaylaRel < 0) or (($kaylaMax > 0) and ($kaylaRel is 0))>> You're pretty sure that one of the other girls working out is Kayla, and sure enough when you glance over you catch her giving you some side-eye. Probably better to just ignore her for now.<<elseif $metKayla>> One of the other girls looks kind of familiar, but you can't place where you've seen her.<</if>> Once you're feeling loose and ready, you hop onto the machine. You start things slow to warm up, not wanting to do anything too crazy since you just ate before coming here. Over time you slowly build up to a faster pace until you're really starting to feel the burn, then ease back down to a stop. Exhausted, but feeling good, you do some quick cooldown stretches, drink some water, then hurry out of the building. You're really cutting it close on time to both shower and make it to class. <<Workout>>As you walk back to your room, you notice that your belly feels oddly cool, and you're feeling lighter on your feet than earlier. @@color:lime;You must have lost weight!@@ You head right for the bathroom when you get back, breezing right past Emma without saying anything. Not wasting any time, you peel off your sweaty clothes and quickly wash off in the shower, stepping back out to dry off after just a few minutes. "Heya <<if $emmaRel > 1>>$name!<<else>>$name,<</if>>" Emma says when you return to the main room. "You're sure in a hurry." "Oh hey, yeah sorry I'm running late for class," you reply as you dig through your dresser for some clothes. You just pull out the first thing you find, noting that it's already getting close to ten after. After dipping back into the bathroom to change, you rush out the door.<<if $emmaRel > 0>> "Catch you later!" you say to Emma on your way out.<</if>><<set $outfit to "normal">> [[Hurry to class->September 4th- Intro to Vore]]<</if>>

<<Time 10>>"You coming?" you ask. Sam seemed pretty down about people avoiding her because of Maeve, and you can't think of anyone easier to make friends with than Emma. Introducing them could really help her out. "To your class..?" Sam says, giving you a confused look. "I meant just out of the dining hall<<if $samRel > 2>> dummy<</if>>, we can walk together," you say. "Oh, yeah I guess." She shrugs and stands up from the table. The two of you head off toward the stairs, Emma still decently far ahead of you. You move at a pretty brisk pace, managing to more or less catch up on the bridge. "Hey Emma!" you call out. She perks her head up and turns back. "Heya $name!" she says, waving as she stops to let you catch up. "Sorry I missed you this morning, I got breakfast with Mal and a couple other girls." "Oh you're fine, I'm kind of embarrassed I didn't notice you in the dining hall," you reply. "Hey, have you met my friend Sam? Sam, this is my roommate Emma." "No, nice to meet you!" Emma beams. "Uh, hey," Sam says. "Is this why we were walking so fast?" "It's possible," you say with a shrug. "I don't need you to play matchmaker," she sighs, crossing her arms. <<if $emmaInjured>>"Oh yeah, $name look!" Emma says, holding up her arm. It's bandage free other than a single small bandaid. Most of the skin on the underside is pink and a few small patches look oddly shiny. "That cream is like magic, I'm pretty much fine already!" "Hey, nice!" you say. Sam looks confused and slightly grossed out, so you explain. "She had a pretty bad time during the whole 'Monday Massacre' thing." "//Pfft//, you got swallowed long enough for someone's gut to do //that//? Should have just stayed down at that point," Sam laughs. "H-Hey!" Emma says, hiding her injured arm. "Oh man, is that why your hair is all weird? I've been trying to figure out what you were going for there, guess that explains it." "It's..." Emma suddenly looks very upset. You give Sam a look. "What?" she says. "That's very rude," Emma says, shaking off the sting of the insult. "I guess things went better for you on Monday?"<<else>>"Are you guys friends from back home or did you meet earlier in the week?" "We met the very first day, before orientation actually!" you explain. "Yeah, she <<if $ateAnita>>stole my meal<<else>>almost got in the way of my meal<</if>>," Sam says. "<<if $eatenByHannah>>And then later she let me get eaten when I tried to help her catch a replacement, so we're even<<elseif $ateAnita>>She wasn't even //that// good, you weren't missing out on much<<else>>I did not, you're just paranoid<</if>>," you say with a slight laugh. "Oh, fun..." Emma says. "We just met at dorm check in, obviously. How's your roommate?" <<if $tourSam>>"She was delicious," Sam replies with a smirk. "O-Oh, that's... good, I guess," Emma says, looking a little uncomfortable. You look away sheepishly, hoping Sam doesn't bring up your involvement in that.<<else>>"Gone." "Oh gosh, I'm sorry!" "Why?" "Just... y'know..." Emma says, trailing off. She clears her throat.<</if>> "So uh, how did you fare on Monday? That was pretty crazy, right?"<</if>> "Ha, Monday?" Sam says. "It was great, no one bothered me and I caught a proper meal for dinner!<<if $day2HuntWithSam is "success">> Two actually, with $name's help.<</if>>" "Seriously? No trouble at all?" Emma says. "And you ate someone? That's kinda rude, the freshman had enough to worry about with all the upperclassmen that day..." Sam makes a face. "Ignoring that <<if $day2HuntWithSam is "success">> my first meal was<<else>>I ate a<</if>> sophomore, what?" she says. "What do you mean //rude//, that's like the whole point of the school? Have you not eaten anyone here?" "Nope, I don't just go around randomly snacking on classmates." "Ha! That's kinda pathetic. Don't put that much thought into it, it's eat or be eaten out here." "I think you don't put enough thought into it, it's a serious thing!" Emma says, crossing her arms. "Would you eat $name?" "I could if I wanted to!" You're starting to sweat a little as the two bicker. This isn't exactly going how you planned. It suddenly comes back to you that you were on your way to class before this, so you check the time. It's starting now. \ <<link "Stay and diffuse the situation">><<set $samMeetEmma to "met">><<replace "#choice">>"Woah, woah, calm down guys," you say, deciding it would be a very bad idea to just leave in the middle of this. "First off, Sam--try me bitch," you say, giving her a quick grin. "I think it's fair for Emma to be worried about you eating her friends.<<if $emmaInjured>> And you really didn't have to be so rude about Monday, you wouldn't have gotten away unscathed after running into a hungry //junior// either.<</if>> But Emma, this //is// a vore school, you should probably expect more active predators like Sam to be the norm rather than calling them out." "I guess you're right... Sorry Sam, I just got a little defensive," Emma says, still looking upset. "Whatever..." Sam grumbles, turning away. "If I thought you'd go straight to talking about eating people I'd have known this was a bad idea..." you sigh. "Well, I've got a class to get to, I'll see you later Sam." "Yeah..." is all Sam responds with. You and Emma walk off and head downstairs. "So you're sure she's a friend?" Emma asks as you approach the door to your dorm. "Yeah... Sorry about that, I guess I should have known you guys wouldn't be a good match, but she was in a weird mood this morning and you were the best thing I could think of to cheer her up," you say with a little laugh. "Aw, thanks," Emma says, smiling. "Well, have fun at class!" [[Head to class->September 4th- Intro to Vore]]<</replace>><</link>> <<link "Go to class">><<set $samMeetEmma to "ate">><<goto [[Intro to Vore- Interrupted]]>><</link>>

<<if $trialParticipant or $day4Workout>><<set $introLate += 1>><<set _late to true>><</if>><<if _late>><<Time 10.5>><<else>><<Time 10>><</if>><<if !_late>><<if ($sunnyRel != 0) or ($samMeetEmma != "none")>>You make your way through the halls to Room 115, heading inside and taking the first open seat you see. It seems like you arrived just in time.<<else>>You head out of the dining hall and into the courtyard to cross over to Karbo. The campus is starting to kick to life, quite a few people crossing between the various buildings or just hanging out by the fountain. You make your way over to the main building and through the halls, arriving at the door to Room 115. You head inside and take the first open seat you see, arriving pretty much right on time.<</if>> <<if $metLeah>><<if $leahDitched>>Leah is just a few seats away from where you sit, but she won't look in your direction.<<elseif $leahRel > 2>>Leah is just a few seats away from where you sit, she greets you as you pass by. She seems to be focused on writing in some notebook even though there's nothing to take notes on yet.<<elseif $leahRel > 0>>Leah is just a few seats away from where you sit, but she seems so absorbed with something she's writing that she doesn't notice you.<</if>> <</if>><<if ($day3HuntSam != "none") and ($day3HuntSam != "denied")>>As luck would have it, you end up right behind Cassidy. You smile, excited for the end of class. <</if>><<if $freshCoupleRel != 0>>You spot Alesha all the way on the opposite side of the room, <<if $eatenByAlesha>>luckily far enough away that she doesn't seem to notice you. It doesn't seem likely she'd be happy to see you again<<else>>but she doesn't seem to notice you from so far away<</if>>. <</if>>Professor Juniper gets up at the front of the room to get the class started. "Good morning everyone! I hope you're all having a wonderful day so far," she says with a big smile. She quickly runs through attendance, looking a bit disheartened that the number of students has definitely dropped after Monday. With that out of the way, she gives a quick recap of what was covered last class<<if $introA is 0>>, which is particularly handy for you after missing said class<</if>>. "Alright then, for today's lesson we're going to focus more on the 'knowing your limits' part of our first unit!" She launches into a lecture on the limits of a predator's body when it comes to vore, particularly stomach capacity. Things start off with an explanation of the obvious: a woman's body isn't infinitely stretchable, everyone has a limit on how much they can fit inside them before they hurt themselves or have their body violently reject it. An average person without any training generally has just barely enough room to fit someone of similar size to themself in their stomach, inherently giving taller predators an advantage over others. However, anyone is capable of improving their capacity by pushing their limits, like training any physical skill. When your stomach spends time close to its full extension, your muscles acclimate to stretching that far and become capable of going just a little further without serious strain in the future. Through this, any girl can become a competent predator with practice, and most will be able to handle holding prey their size without any discomfort within just a meal or two. Your focus on the lecture is briefly interrupted by <<if $metKayla>>Kayla<<else>>someone<</if>> showing up late, but she's quick to take a seat without causing a major distraction. Juniper moves on to talking about the extent that this capacity training can be taken.<<else>><<if $day4Workout>>You hurry through the halls to Room 115, finding the door closed when you arrived. Peeking in, class is already well underway. You gently open the door and slip in, trying not to interrupt.<<elseif $trialSavedByNadia>>You head out into the hall, finding yourself upstairs in Lampton, not that far from the bridge. Noting that Nadia's dorm was L217, you start to hurry off to your class. You're a little embarrassed by the outfit you've ended up with, but you don't feel like it's worth stopping back at your dorm to change.<<set $nadiaDorm to true>> Before long you arrive at the door to Room 115, finding it closed. Peeking in, class is already well underway. You gently open the door and slip in, trying not to interrupt.<<else>>You slowly make your way through the hall, hanging your head and holding a hand over your stomach as you walk. The pain is starting to fade, at least, but you still aren't happy to be up and moving around. Eventually you arrive at the door to Room 115, finding it closed. Peeking in, class seems to already be underway. You wince as you slip into the room, the bright light of the projector briefly making your headache flare up again.<</if>> Juniper makes eye contact and gives a little nod as you hurry over to the closest open spot. You quickly get yourself situated so you can pay attention, she's in the middle of discussing stomach capacity.<</if>> While most women are content with being able to comfortably handle any single prey, those very active predators that desire it can, with a concentrated effort, continue to push their limits to extraordinary levels. It isn't all that uncommon for skilled predators to be able to keep down two live prey at once. In fact, the school pushes students to work towards achieving this capacity level, as even if they have no desire to eat multiple prey at a time, having that level of elasticity makes it much harder for a single person to upset their stomach. She makes a quick note that there are even classes specifically geared towards capacity training offered to upperclassmen. She wraps up the section on stomach capacity by discussing the upper limits of the body's ability to stretch. There are diminishing returns on this sort of training, she explains, and even expert predators like herself usually cap out at barely being able to fit a third prey. Those that really focus hard on capacity can push it a little farther, but even getting to the point of handling a fourth is unheard of. To cap things off, she brings up a case from a few years ago where a woman, after training for years in preparation, set the world record by getting five people inside of her body and keeping them there for three full minutes. A picture of her is projected up on the board. The woman's gut is enormous and somewhat grotesque, stretched so thin that you can see a pretty well defined outline of most of the people inside of her and her skin is tinted red all over. Juniper makes clear that this was purely done for the record--not only was everyone a willing participant and so none of her prey was struggling at all, but they were also spread throughout her body rather than just in her stomach to minimize strain. She's also sure to note that the woman in question was a Saint Miluina's alum before moving on. Juniper covers a few more general things after that, but before you know it the class is over. "I'll see you all again on Friday, enjoy the rest of your day! Oh, and if you joined a club make sure you check your school email, the first meeting for all of them will be later today!" <<AttendIntro>>\ <<if $day4LunchKayla>>You get up from your desk when she dismisses you, starting to head for the door. Someone taps your shoulder and you turn around to find Kayla, who made it to class a few minutes after you. "Hey! You ready to grab some lunch?" [[Yeah, let's go!->September 4th- Lunch: Kayla]]<<elseif ($day3HuntSam != "none") && ($day3HuntSam != "denied")>><<if _late>>Remembering the plan you had with Sam, you quickly scan the room for Cassidy when everyone is dismissed, only to realize that she's been sitting directly in front of you the whole time.<<else>>Once you're dismissed, you sit waiting for Cassidy to get up.<</if>> Eager to get things started, you stand up to follow the instant she starts to head for the door. Crossing your fingers that Sam is actually outside sticking to the plan, you tail her into the hall, getting ready to strike. [[Now's the time->After Class- Hunting With Sam]]<<else>>You stand up from your seat and stretch your arms a little, ready to move on with your day.<<if $leahRel > 0>> Noticing that she's still around, writing something in her notebook, you head over to Leah's desk. "Hey Leah! Class is over you know," you say. She seems startled when you speak up and quickly slams her notebook shut. From the quick glimpse you got, it looked like she was actually doodling something and not taking notes. "O-Oh, hey<<if $leahRel > 1>> $name<</if>>," she says, glancing around like she'd lost track of where she was. "I was just working on some stuff for my character for later." <<if $club is "dungeon">><<if $leahInfo2 > 0>>"Awesome! I can't wait for club, it's gonna be so much fun!" you say. "You excited?"<<else>>"Oh sweet, you're in Tabletop Club too?" you say. Her face lights up a little. "Yeah of course! This is great, I didn't think there would be anyone I knew there," she says.<<set $leahInfo2 to 1>> "I'm excited to see how things are gonna go! How about you?"<</if>> "Heck yeah I am! And a little nervous but I'm really happy with the character I have lined up," she says with a grin. <<if $outfit is "goth">>You notice her look you over. "Are you already getting into character?" You blush a little and cross your arms in front of the skull on your shirt. "Aha, uh, no, this is actually a long story," you say. "Oh I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be rude..." she says. <</if>>"Um, but I should get going to finish this up, I'll see you at club!" "See you then!" you say. She grabs her notebook and scurries out into the hall.<<elseif $leahInfo2 > 0>>"Oh nice, I hope you have fun with it!" you say. "Thanks! Uh, I should probably get going so I can finish this up, I'll see you later," she says, grabbing her notebook and starting to head for the door. "See ya!" You watch as she scurries out into the hall, eager to continue her work.<<else>>"Character?" you ask. "Yeah, it's for Tabletop Club."<<set $leahInfo2 to 1>> "Oh, nice! I hope you have fun with that," you say. "Thanks! Uh, I should probably get going so I can finish this up, I'll see you later," she says, grabbing her notebook and starting to head for the door. "See ya!" You watch as she scurries out into the hall, eager to continue her work.<</if>> You follow behind her at a slower pace, thinking of heading to the dining hall.<<else>> You head for the door, starting to feel pretty hungry.<</if>> <<if $wearingAliceNecklace>>[[Head to lunch->After Class- Alice Necklace]]<<elseif $minaEnd is "alive">>[[Head to lunch->After Class- Alice Encounter 2]]<<else>>[[Head to lunch->After Class- Alice Encounter]]<</if>><</if>>

<<Time 10>><<set $eatenBySunny to true>><<set $predName to "Sunny">><<set $predSS to 56>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "Sunny_PreyStruggle">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "Sunny(TEXT)">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "Sunny_Actions">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Breakfast- Sunny Escape">><<set _struggle to 0>><<set _struggleIntensity to 0>><<set _resting to 0>><<set _stageBraced to 0>>You head out of the dining hall and into the courtyard. However, you don't make it very far before someone coming the other way stops right in front of you. It's a short blonde girl wearing sunglasses--something about her seems very familiar. "Hey, don't I know you from somewhere freshie?" the girl says, putting a hand on her hip. She snaps her fingers with her free hand. "Right, you're the girl from breakfast on Monday, aren't you?<<if $fat > 39>> You've gotten kinda fat since then, I almost didn't recognize you!<</if>>" "Uh..." you say, starting to try and inch past her. You definitely remember her now--Sunny, the junior who you insulted right after she ate someone in front of you. "I think you've got the wrong person, I don't know you." "Perfect!" she says, clapping her hands together and grinning. Just as you're thinking of making a break for it, she grabs your arm and pulls you in close. Before you can protest, your head is in her mouth. @@color:orange;You have been overpowered.@@ She doesn't hesitate to start gulping you down, gripping your arms tight as she expertly drags you into her body. With the height difference, it's almost like you're falling into her gut, forced to bend over at first then hoisted up into the air by Sunny after swallowing your shoulders. You try to squirm against her grip but it's useless, she has you completely locked down and isn't taking any chances. You crash face-first into the slimy flesh of her stomach, your saliva coated body curling up into the warm space. Sunny seems to get impatient and uses her arms to push your legs in faster, sealing you away. You hear her smack her lips after the last of you slides down her gullet. "Ah, there, ju--//*UUUURRRRAP!*// Heh, went a little too fast--just what I needed," she says, giving her gut a firm slap. "There's no way I would have made it to class on time eating at the dining hall, you had fantastic timing!" You shift around in her stomach, getting into the closest thing to a comfortable position as you can manage. The walls are very stretchy and you feel like you're hanging in a much more relaxed embrace than you would have expected, especially with the height difference. That said, she was clearly hungry and her stomach is already starting to press and knead against your body. "What the hell was that for?" you shout as a loud groan rips through your surroundings. "Uh, for dissing the shades girl, obviously. Didn't I warn you about this when you did it? I feel like I probably did." "You're gonna digest me just for that!?" you rock side to side and push your arms out in protest. "Yeah, probably," Sunny says. She uses her hands to push your arms in and steady her gut. "I guess maybe it is overkill, but I can't go to class on an empty stomach. And you're doing such a good job as my breakfast!" She gives you a congratulatory pat on the back through her belly. "Tell you what, if you last through my class I'll let you out after, that cool?" "Classes are two hours, no one can stay conscious in a stomach that long!" "Well, Gossam doesn't like to bore us and never uses the full time for normal class, so I'd say you've probably got like... forty-five minutes? Maybe an hour tops? Still not great odds, but if you pull it off a deal's a deal." You feel your whole world start to shake and bounce as Sunny walks off to head to her class. There's no way you're going to last until it's over even if she's telling the truth, you need to get out of here!<<set $sceneAttack to 0>><<set $sceneDefense to -1>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "preyOptions">></div>

<<Time 12>><<if $eatenBySunny>>You hurry through the halls, making your way to Room 115. You find Sam leaning against the wall on the opposite side of the hall, looking bored. She gives you a very confused look when she spots you walking up. "$name? I thought you were //in// this class," she says. "Wasn't that, like, the reason for this plan?" "Yeah, but... y'know, sometimes you sleep through your alarm," you say sheepishly. She looks you over, her eyes stopping on your still damp hair, and grins. "Someone tried to eat you, didn't they?" "Shut up," you pout. "I don't know, you sure you're up for this? Can't have someone that almost gets taken out so easily as my partner in crime," Sam laughs. "Shut up, it was a junior and I'm fine now," you say, crossing your arms and blushing a little. "I'm totally ready." "Uh-huh," Sam says, still grinning. "Just make sure you're out of the way when the class gets out, she'll probably recognize you and know something's up." Taking her advice, you go wait next to the door, away from Sam and on the side that you assume Cassidy won't be going towards. After a few boring minutes, the door swings open and your classmates start to pour out. Cassidy comes out after the initial rush, and you give Sam a nod.<<else>>You follow Cassidy out into the hall, trying to think of the best way to separate her from the crowd leaving the room. There might not be anyone willing to jump in and help her if you were to just grab her now, but there's no way to know for sure. You don't need to get far out of the room to spot Sam, leaning back against the opposite wall with a bored look on her face. You lock eyes and give a little nod towards Cassidy. She grins.<</if>> "Hey! Hi! Um, this is embarrassing, but could you help me with something?" Sam says, stepping forward to block Cassidy's path. You're taken aback for a moment--she's using a peppy and upbeat voice that almost makes her sound like a totally different person, and even her body language has quickly shifted to be closer to someone like Emma<<if $metSarah>> or Sarah<</if>>'s. "I totally lost my phone, I could really use a hand tracking it down." "Oh, hi!" Cassidy beams. "That, like, sucks! Where did you have it last? I thought I lost mine once but it was just, like, sitting on my bed the whole time!" "Haha same, I do that, like, all the time! It's like //-duh!-//, how could I have missed it?" Sam laughs, lightly smacking her forehead. "But I already checked my dorm--and my pockets! I had it in class earlier and I think the room is empty now, could you help me look?" "I don't know, Alice doesn't like it when I go off on my own..." Cassidy says, looking very conflicted. "Pleeease? It'll only take like five minutes, promise." "Well... Okay! It'll go faster with two of us!" "Totally! Now I just gotta remember where the room is..." Sam says. She glances over at you and makes a quick nod towards a door just at the end of the hall. Despite still being a little caught off guard by how she's acting, you get the hint and hurry towards it while Cassidy still has her back to you. After taking a quick peek inside to make sure it's actually empty, you slip into the room and gently close the door behind you. You've barely gotten out of sight when the door opens again and the two of them walk in. "Hey, you know I could, like, do your hair sometime if you want!" Cassidy says. "It looks pretty uneven right now, I could totally fix that up!" "Wow, I would, like, totally love that!" Sam replies. You can tell she's already getting tired of this facade. She stops in front of the door while Cassidy continues into the room. "So where--Oh hi! Hey, you, like, look kinda familiar," Cassidy says, finally noticing you off to the side. She seems to think about it for all of five seconds before deciding she doesn't know you. "Have you seen a phone in here?" "Uh, no... did you lose your phone? That sucks, I'm always worried about losing stuff," you say. "Like my room key! I would hate it if I ever misplaced that." "Omigod right!? That's why I always keep mine safely tucked away in my bra," she says, briefly resting a hand on her left breast. "Oh, don't tell my roommate that though! Alice, like, doesn't want me to carry it around for some reason, but I'm always like, 'how would I get into the room'?" "Alright you know what, I think we can just go for it $name," Sam says, back to her usual self. She's inching closer to Cassidy. "Thank god," you sigh. "I was almost starting to feel bad about this, I didn't realize she was //this// dumb." "And then she usually gets real mad and is like--Oh wait, $name! That's right, <<if $aliceRel < -2>>Alice rants about you a lot<<else>>I remember Alice being mad at you<</if>>. I thought Betty ate you?" Cassidy says, still seeming oblivious to the situation. "She tried," you say, stepping closer. "And I didn't really appreciate it." "Oh I remember now, Alice was mad about that in the morning but then, like, she lost her necklace that same day and got //way// madder about that so I forgot about the first thing..." she says. <<if $wearingAliceNecklace>>"Hey wait a minute! Isn't //that// her necklace?" She points to your neck, crouching down a little to be eye level with the piece of jewelry. "She's gonna be so happy to have it back when you get it to her!"<<else>>"So anyways, have you seen a phone in here?"<</if>> "Holy shit, I can't believe I bothered going full valley girl for you," Sam says, both frustration and amusement in her voice. "This is embarrassingly easy." "I get why Alice doesn't let her out of her sight now, but I'm still not sure why she hasn't eaten her yet," you say. Both of you have completely boxed her in at this point. "It's because I'm a 'useful idiot'!" Cassidy says with a look of unironic pride. "...oh gosh wait. //You're// going to eat me, aren't you?" She finally seems to have the slightest bit of concern. She closes her eyes and shakes her head. "This is what Alice always said would happen... she's so smart!" <<if ($day3HuntSam is "refused") or ($day3HuntSam is "dodge")>>[[Yep->Hunting With Sam- Eat Cassidy]] <</if>><<if ($day3HuntSam is "promised") or ($day3HuntSam is "dodge")>>[[*I'm* not going to->Hunting With Sam- Sam Eats Cassidy]]<</if>>

<<Time 12>>The two of you filter out of the room with the rest of your class, starting to make your way over to the dining hall. You head through the main hall toward the lobby, <<if $metAlice>><<if $metBetty>>passing by Alice and Betty on your way out to the courtyard<<else>>passing by Alice and a blonde girl you don't recognize on your way out to the courtyard<</if>>. They both glare at you, but don't make any kind of move.<<else>>not running into any kind of trouble.<</if>> The sky is still bright and sunny as you step outside. "I asked Claire if she wanted to join us, but she's staying holed up in our room," Kayla says as the two of your cross the courtyard.<<if !$metClaire>> "Claire?" you say. "She's my roommate," she explains.<</if>> "I guess she got taken to some party the upperclassmen had last night, like a hazing type thing where freshman had to compete for their amusement. Sounded like some fucked up stuff, I found her crazy hungover and bloated this morning, no clue what all happened to her." <<if $eatenByBree>>"Shit, I think I almost got brought to that too!" you say. "Some girl swallowed me yesterday and kept saying she was just bringing me somewhere." "Thank god you got out, apparently Claire's the only freshman that she's sure got out undigested," Kayla says, shaking her head. "Crazy that that sort of thing happens around here..."<<else>>"Damn, that kind of thing really happens around here?" you say. "Apparently," Kayla says, shaking her head. "From the stories I've heard it sounds like some of the upperclassmen here have some screws loose."<</if>><<set $kaylaInfo1 to 1>> You head into the dining hall, finding it fairly busy at this hour. Heading to the buffet line, you both fix yourselves some food while making small talk. They have a small selection of soups and sandwiches available today. Once you're both settled, you head to an open table. "You been off campus at all yet?" she asks as she sits down. "I've really gotta find a gym with proper equipment if I'm gonna stay in shape, but I don't know this area at all." "Nope, I don't even remember much from my ride here," you say. "Hmm... I guess I'll do some looking online. Or maybe I'll have to just drive around and see what I find," she says with a shrug. "Whatever it is I settle on, I'll want to scope it out first. Thinking of heading into town this weekend if you're interested in tagging along." "Oh, maybe! I don't know what I've got going on." "Yeah, yeah, I'll let you know when I've got a more exact plan," she says, taking a bite of one of her sandwiches. "Anyways, what's on your mind?" \ \<<linkreplace "Ask about clubs ">><<set $counter += 1>>\ <<append "#text">> "What club did you join?" you ask. "The first meeting is later, I'm excited!" "I went for volleyball. Not my favorite sport, but it was the only one offered other than swimming, and swimming is really //not// my thing," she says.<<if $kaylaInfo2 > 0>> Then she squints a little. "Wait, didn't we already have this conversation? Getting some major déjà vu." "Ah, yeah now that you mention it I remember talking about this Monday," you say, slightly embarrassed. "Sorry, guess it slipped my mind." "Ha, all good, not like it was anything important."<<else>> "Oh nice, that's what <<if $lunchEmma>>Emma is in!" you reply. "Cool, she seemed really nice! I'll make sure to say hi," she says.<<else>>my roommate Emma is in," you reply. "Oh cool, you're Emma's roommate? I met her the first day, she seemed nice," Kayla says. "Well, probably, there could be more than one Emma here," she adds with a laugh. "I'll make sure to say hi."<</if>><</if>><<set $kaylaInfo2 to 1>> <</append>><<if $counter is 2>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><<replace "#choices">><</replace>><</if>><</linkreplace>>\ \<<linkreplace "Ask about her family ">><<set $counter += 1>>\ <<append "#text">> "So, I feel like we don't actually know much about each other yet," you say. "What's your family like?" "Eh," she says with a shrug. "My parents are fine I guess, my younger brother Danny is kind of obnoxious--he's a crazy good athlete and likes to rub it in my face." She rolls her eyes. "That's rough." "Ah he's not too bad, just a little shit sometimes," she says. "I have an older brother too, he's way cooler. Smartest person I know, he's literally at college studying to be a rocket scientist." She smiles. "Alejo's also one of the nicest people I know, he gave me his old car before I came here." "Wow, seriously?" you say. "Haha, yep! He's really the high point of the family."<<set $kaylaInfo3 to 1>><<set $kaylaInfo4 to 1>> <</append>><<if $counter is 2>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><<replace "#choices">><</replace>><</if>><</linkreplace>>\ \<<linkreplace "Ask if she's eaten anyone yet ">><<set $counter += 1>>\ <<append "#text">> "I'm kinda curious: Have you eaten anyone on campus yet?" you ask. <<if $lunchEmma or $cookoutAlice>>"I remember you weren't crazy about people doing it the first day, but things have settled more since then."<</if>> "Nah, haven't had a reason to yet. Not exactly the random snacking type, you get me?<<if $lunchEmma or $cookoutAlice>> I was just mad on Sunday 'cause it just seemed like such a shitty thing to do, eating people you don't know while we're all still uneasy and getting used to a big change,<</if>>" she says. "Plus it's just a big hassle having to work off all that weight after a meal that big."<<if $fat > 34>> She scans you with her eyes and gets a little smirk. "You know what I'm talking about."<</if>> "True, you get a lot of protein though," you joke. "Ha, good point!" "But, why come to a //vore// school if you're not a very active predator, and even avoid it in fear of getting fat?" you ask. "Not judging, just curious." "Oh don't get me wrong, I'm still down with being a predator. Your stomach's a muscle you've gotta train too, right?" "Pretty sure the stomach is an organ, but I get what you're saying." She waves a hand dismissively. "I meant figuratively, girl. Honestly I just like pushing my limits, and it's a really useful skill to have. <<if $cookoutAlice>>Like Alice from the first day? Now that it won't make me a hypocrite that bitch is going down if I get a good chance<<else>>No one's going to mess with someone they know is a top predator<</if>>." <</append>><<if $counter is 2>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><<replace "#choices">><</replace>><</if>><</linkreplace>><<if $lunchEmma>>\ \<<linkreplace "Ask about Mallory ">><<set $counter += 1>>\ <<append "#text">> "So I remember when we met on Sunday you and Mallory said you already knew each other from high school," you say, pausing to take a bite of your sandwich. "You guys good friends?" "Oh, Mal? Ha, I wouldn't exactly say we're friends," Kayla replies. "We just went to the same high school and happened to run into each other in the lobby that day, made sense to stick with someone familiar, you know?" "Yeah, that makes sense." A thought pops into your head<<if $malloryRel < 1>> based on your experience with Mallory<</if>> that you feel is worth asking. "Not friends just cause you didn't know her well, or is there a reason not to like her?" "Well..." She pauses and looks down, then shrugs. "I wasn't gonna spread gossip, but I bet you have a reason if you're asking. Honestly? I wouldn't get too close to her if I was you." "Oh?" "Yeah, I mean this is a hunch and she definitely seems nice, not loco like that Alice girl, so ignore me if you want, but I've always had a bad feeling about her," Kayla says. "She was actually a year ahead of me in high school and was already a big name when I showed up, super popular even with the upperclassmen. Always the center of attention when she walked into a room, and she loved it. Then, right around when girls in her grade started being able to eat each other? Suddenly a lot of the //other// popular girls started disappearing." "Damn, you really think she was going around eating the competition?" "Well, that's why I called it gossip, no one I knew had ever even seen her eat //anyone//," she admits. "But seeing her show up at //this// school? I'm a lot more confident I was right. Plus, she came from out of state and was super evasive whenever people asked about where she was from for some reason. I don't know, bad vibes all around from her." "Huh, good to keep in mind I guess, thanks," you say. "Just don't tell her I was talking smack yeah?" she laughs. "I'm trusting you here!"<<set $malloryInfo2 to 1>><<set $malloryInquiry1 to 1>> <</append>><<if $counter is 2>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><<replace "#choices">><</replace>><</if>><</linkreplace>><</if>>\ \ You keep talking for a while, keeping the conversation going much longer than your food lasts. After a while you start to remember that you have another class coming up soon and decide to call it. "Well, hate to run but I have another class I need to get to," you say, standing up from the table. "It was nice chatting, let's do it again some time," she says with a smile, also getting to her feet. "Good luck with class, I'll catch you around!"<<if $kaylaRel < 3>> <<Kayla 1>><</if>> You part ways, Kayla heading out into the courtyard while you head upstairs to get to Escapism. [[Head to class->September 4th- Escapism]]<<if $fullness is 0>><<set $stamina += 8>><<set $stamina to Math.clamp($stamina, 0, $staminaMax)>><</if>>

<<if !$eatenByAliceDay4 and !$samAteCassidy>><<Time 12>><<elseif $samAteCassidy>><<Time 13>><</if>><<if $samAteCassidy>>You head down the hall toward the lunchroom.<<else>>You make your way over to the dining hall for lunch.<</if>> The room is bustling with activity at this hour, most of the tables occupied and the constant, dull roar of conversation filling the air. Not spotting anyone you particularly recognize, you just head to the front to get some food. There's a selection of soups and sandwiches available today. You just grab a <<if $samAteCassidy>>few sandwiches, having worked up an appetite after watching Sam,<<else>>sandwich that looks good<</if>> and head to the first open table. You enjoy a peaceful meal alone, spending some time thinking about what you'll do in club later. After a little while you pull out your phone to kill some time, hanging around in the dining hall until it gets close to class time. About ten minutes before Escapism, you get up from your seat and start to make your way to class. [[Head to class->September 4th- Escapism]]<<if $fullness is 0>><<set $stamina += 8>><<set $stamina to Math.clamp($stamina, 0, $staminaMax)>><</if>>

<<Time 12>>You filter out into the hall with the rest of your classmates. You're eager to get to lunch, but you decide to stop back at your dorm first to see if Emma is around. However, you find the room empty when you arrive. <<if $emmaRel > 1>>Slightly concerned that you haven't really seen much of her today, you shoot her a text. She quickly lets you know that she just has class right now. Too hungry to wait another hour for her, you head back into the hall to grab lunch alone.<<else>>Shrugging, you just head back into the hall to grab lunch alone instead.<</if>> You decide to head through Karbo and across the courtyard to get to the dining hall, since it's a nice day out. <<if ($aliceMax is 0) and ($aliceMin is 0)>>\ When you turn the corner into the main hallway, however, you find three girls coming the other way that seem like they're looking for trouble, blocking most of the hall by walking side by side. In the middle is a black haired girl that looks vaguely familiar, sporting a red tube top, black skirt, and thigh-highs. Her eyes are a piercing amber. On either side of her are two blondes, one in a very skimpy outfit with twintails and the other with a single, long ponytail. "I'm constantly disappointed at how low this school's standards are," the dark haired girl says with a sigh, stopping in front of you. "They clearly just let anyone in." "Excuse me?" you say. "She's just calling out trash when she sees it," the girl with the ponytail says. "I can't stand all the hopeless bottomfeeders we have in our class," the middle girl continues. "All I need is one look to know you're the pathetic type that barely even deserves to kiss my feet." "I'm sorry, who are you?" you say, narrowing your eyes a little. "I'm Alice Mercato, bitch," the girl says, giving you a smug grin. "You should be honored that I'm even bothering to talk to you." <<if ($escapismA > 0) and $metAlice>>"Oh wait, I remember! You're the girl that Slate swallowed for being a brat in Escapism, aren't you?" you say. Alice tightens her hand into a fist.<<else>>"Uh-huh," you say, unimpressed.<</if>> "And who are you two, her fan club?" "Oh, I'm Cassidy and that's Betty!" the girl with twintails chimes in with a smile. Alice sighs and yanks on one of the girl's ponytails without even looking over at her. "How do you even get up in the morning when you look like that?" Betty sneers. "It's embarrassing."<<else>>\ As you turn the corner, however, <<if !$metBetty>>you spot three girls coming your way. You recognize one of them as Alice.<<elseif !$metCassidy>> you spot three girls coming your way, two of them familiar. It's Alice and Betty, with a third girl you don't recognize.<<else>>you spot a familiar group of three girls coming the other way. It's Alice and her two lackeys.<</if>> <<if $aliceRel < -2>>"Oh good, the upperclassmen knew enough to leave me my snack," Alice hisses, her eyes narrowed.<<else>>"Well well, look who's still alive," Alice sneers.<<if $aliceRel < 2>> "How disappointing."<</if>><</if>> "<<if $eatenByBetty>>I can't believe I actually let something as disgusting as you into my body, my stomach did me a favor<<else>>I don't know how you walk around looking like that, it's disgusting<</if>>," <<if !$metBetty>>the blonde girl to her right<<else>>Betty<</if>> says, <<if $eatenByBetty>>scowling and crossing her arms<<else>>smirking and putting a hand on her hip<</if>>. <<if !$metBetty>>"I see you made some friends since last time," you say. "Who are the goons?" "Oh, I'm Cassidy and that's Betty!" the other blonde to Alice's left chimes in with a smile. Alice sighs and yanks on one of the girl's ponytails without even looking over at her. <<else>>"Who is she again?" <<if !$metCassidy>>the third girl whispers to Alice. She's a blonde in a skimpy outfit, her hair styled in twintails that are partially dyed pink.<<else>>Cassidy whispers to Alice. Alice sighs and closes her eyes for a moment, pushing the girl away from her.<</if>><</if>> <<if $aliceRel < -2>><<if !$metCassidy and $metBetty>>"Shut up, Cassidy," Alice sighs, shoving the girl away and closing her eyes in frustration for a moment. She quickly goes back to staring you down.<</if>>"It's disgraceful that you've been allowed to wander the halls this long," Alice says, stepping closer to you. Her bright eyes feel like they're staring through you. "Trash like you is only useful for one thing." <<if $eatenByAlice or $eatenByAliceCookout>>"Didn't we already settle this?" you say with a little smirk. "You really think you can handle the embarrassment of 'trash' showing you up again?"<<else>>"Wow, you've really got it bad for me, huh? You can be honest about your feelings," you tease.<</if>> "You won't be laughing when you're running through the school's plumbing."<<else>><<if !$metCassidy and $metBetty>>"Shut up, Cassidy," Alice sighs, shoving the girl away and closing her eyes in frustration for a moment. <</if>><<if $aliceRel > 1>>"Come on, you're still gonna be like this?" you sigh.<<else>>"Is this what you do for fun?" you say, rolling your eyes. "Just go around insulting random people?"<</if>> "I'm just making sure all the trash at this school knows their place," she replies, crossing her arms. "You should all be kissing my feet or running through the sewers."<</if>> "She looks like she could already be making the trip," Betty laughs.<</if>> "Honestly," Alice says with a smirk. "<<if $outfit is "goth">>I don't even know where to start with that outfit. Did you go dumpster diving at a Halloween store? And do you honestly think you have the curves to pull off that kind of top? It's just embarrassing.<<elseif $fat > 34>>Calling you a whale would be too generous. Have you ever heard of exercise? Self control? Maybe the reason you're still around is that you look too disgusting for anyone to touch.<<elseif $outfit is "uniform">>I can't believe you're wearing that. Are you really so pathetic you want to show it off to the world, or did you already manage to take a trip into someone's guts today?<<elseif $outfit is "light">>Do you really think you have the curves to pull off that outfit? It's just sad seeing someone be so proud of embarrassing themself.<<else>>It's kind of sad that you think it's okay to be out in public like that.<</if>>" She and Betty both laugh, Cassidy following their lead and joining in a second later. \ <<link "Snap back at them">> <<set _checkType to "prey">> <<set _baseline to 16>> <<if $fat > 49>> /* this is an agility related check so fat has debuff */ <<set _baseline += 5>> <<elseif $fat > 34>> <<set _baseline += 2>> <</if>> <<set _modifier to 3>> <<include "voreCheck">> <<if _swallow>> <<goto [[After Class- Eaten by Alice]]>> <<else>> <<set $stamina -= 15>> <<replace "#choice">>\ <<if ($outfit is "goth") or ($outfit is "light")>>"Really? Your flat ass is going to try and bring up 'curves'?" you say. "You're awfully petite for someone trying to act like a top predator." You notice one of Alice's eyes twitch. "Cute. I just know how to keep myself from becoming a blob." She lazily raises one of her arms, resting her elbow on the other. "But if you want a demonstration..." she snaps her fingers. "Grab her."<<else>>"Really, that's the best you can do?<<if $fat > 34>> Fat jokes?<</if>>" you say with a smirk. "I thought you'd be at least a little clever, but I guess there is barely a full brain between the three of you." "What was that, bitch?" Betty growls, taking a step forward. Alice clenches her fists. "It would almost be sad how delusional you are, if it weren't so funny," she sneers. "What's sad is how hard you tried to make your face look passable. Does all the makeup make it hard to keep your head up?" you spit back. "I bet that beauty mark is drawn on." Alice scowls and her eyes narrow with murderous intent. She raises one arm and snaps her fingers. "Grab her."<</if>> Cassidy and Betty both come at you while Alice just stands with her arms crossed, a smug look on her face. Betty rushes in first, getting a grip on your arm before you can pull away. Cassidy hangs back a little, blocking your escape. "Get off me!" you shout, shoving Betty back as she tries to restrain your other arm. You manage to break her grip and step away, only for Cassidy to wrap her arms around you from behind. "Where do you think you're going?" she giggles. Trying to think of something fast, you shove as hard as you can to the side in an attempt to throw yourself to the ground. As soon as you start to fall, Cassidy lets go to save herself. "Hey, that's cheating!" she pouts. "Ugh, you're such a dumbass!" Betty growls, moving in to try and pin you on the ground. Luckily, you react fast enough to roll away, scrambling to your feet. You run down the nearest hall, heading back toward the dorms. You hear someone chasing after you, but you've barely turned the corner when their footsteps stop. "Jeez, she's fast..." you faintly hear Cassidy say, panting. You hurry up the stairs and only slow down after crossing the bridge over to Lampton. @@color:yellowgreen;You managed to escape.@@ You continue on your way to the lunch, fairly confident that you lost them. That was closer than you'd like--you realize you should really start taking Alice having two extra sets of hands more seriously. And she certainly isn't going to be happy about losing you.<<if ($aliceRel < 0) and ($aliceRel > -4)>> <<Alice -1>><<elseif $aliceRel > -1>> <<Alice -2>><</if>> [[Continue to lunch->September 4th- Lunch Alone]]<</replace>> <</if>> <</link>> <<link "Brush past them">> <<if $aliceRel < -2>> <<set _checkType to "prey">> <<set _baseline to 16>> <<if $fat > 49>> /* this is an agility related check so fat has debuff */ <<set _baseline += 5>> <<elseif $fat > 34>> <<set _baseline += 2>> <</if>> <<set _modifier to 3>> <<include "voreCheck">> <<if _swallow>> <<set $preyHealth to 5>> /*temp just to track how the eaten scene should start*/ <<goto [[After Class- Eaten by Alice]]>> <<else>> <<set $stamina -= 15>> <<replace "#choice">>\ You roll your eyes. "Alright, are you done?" you say, starting to walk toward the edge of the group to continue down the hall. "I have places to be." "Well, you're right about that," Alice says with a laugh. She raises one arm and snaps her fingers. "Grab her." Cassidy and Betty both come at you while Alice just stands with her arms crossed, a smug look on her face. Betty rushes in first, getting a grip on your arm before you can pull away. Cassidy hangs back a little, blocking your escape. "Get off me!" you shout, shoving Betty back as she tries to restrain your other arm. You manage to break her grip and step away, only for Cassidy to wrap her arms around you from behind. "Where do you think you're going?" she giggles. Trying to think of something fast, you shove as hard as you can to the side in an attempt to throw yourself to the ground. As soon as you start to fall, Cassidy lets go to save herself. "Hey, that's cheating!" she pouts. "Ugh, you're such a dumbass!" Betty growls, moving in to try and pin you on the ground. Luckily, you react fast enough to roll away, scrambling to your feet. You run away down the nearest hall, heading back toward the dorms. You hear someone chasing after you, but you've barely turned the corner when their footsteps stop. "Jeez, she's fast..." you faintly hear Cassidy say, panting. You hurry up the stairs and only slow down after crossing the bridge over to Lampton. @@color:yellowgreen;You managed to escape.@@ You continue on your way to the lunch, fairly confident that you lost them. That was closer than you'd like--you realize you should <<if $metAlice>>really start taking Alice having two extra sets of hands more seriously<<else>>have taken her having two extra sets of hands more seriously<</if>>. And she certainly isn't going to be happy about losing you.<<if ($aliceRel < 0) and ($aliceRel > -4)>> <<Alice -1>><<elseif $aliceRel > -1>> <<Alice -2>><</if>> [[Continue to lunch->September 4th- Lunch Alone]]<</replace>> <</if>> <<else>> <<replace "#choice">>\ <<if $aliceRel > 1>>You just give her a bored look. "Alright, can I go now?" you say. "I have places to be." "Hmm, you're not even worth my time," Alice says. "Go ahead and get out of my sight." You roll your eyes and crack a slight grin, starting to walk around them to get down the hall.<<else>>You roll your eyes again. "Alright, are you done?" you say, starting to walk toward the edge of the group to continue down the hall. "I have places to be." "Someone as hopeless as you won't survive long no matter where you go," Alice says, narrowing her eyes a little. "Sure, whatever," you say with a shrug, continuing to try and push past them.<</if>> "Have a nice day!" Cassidy says, stepping aside to let you through without trouble. You glance back and see Alice yank one of her ponytails. "O-Oh, right! I meant have a terrible day! Slut!" she calls out. You faintly hear her whisper to Alice: "How was that?" [[Continue to lunch->September 4th- Lunch Alone]]<</replace>> <</if>> <</link>><<set $metAlice to true>><<set $metCassidy to true>><<set $metBetty to true>>

<<set $day4LunchMina to true>><<if $eatenByAliceDay4>><<Time 13>><<set $counter += 1>>You head out into the hall and make your way over to the dining hall, being more cautious this time. You keep an eye out for them just in case, but never see any sign of Alice's clique. When you arrive, you immediately spot Mina sitting at a table alone and head over to her. "Hey Mina!" you say. "Glad to see you made it away alright." "$name!" Mina says, getting a tiny smile on her face. "I was worried, but I suppose I should have known you would be fine. You are very strong! Thank you so much, you saved me!" "Hey, don't mention it!" you say, giving her a pat on the head and a big smile. "Alice can't keep me down, no matter how much she wants to. And I'm not gonna let anyone eat you, promise." "You are very kind, $name," Mina replies, the slightest bit of pink creeping onto her cheeks. "I'm gonna go grab some food, mind if I join you?" you say. "I would be delighted!" Mina squeaks. You give her a smile, then head over to the buffet line to get yourself some food. They have a small selection of soups and sandwiches today. You grab a few sandwiches that look good, having worked up quite an appetite. Once you're settled, you head back to Mina's table and sit across from her.<<else>><<Time 12.25>>The two of you race down the hall and through the lobby. It didn't seem like Alice was chasing after you, but you don't stop until you're out by the fountain in the courtyard just to be safe. You pause for a moment to catch your breath, Mina meanwhile not looking like she even broke a sweat. "Oh my, thank you $name!" Mina says, giving you a subtle smile. "I was surely doomed against all three of those girls. They did not seem particularly nice." You notice her adjusting her hair in the front a little. "Hey, don't mention it!" you say, giving her a pat on the head and a big smile. "I'm not gonna let anyone eat you, promise." "You are very kind, $name," Mina replies, the slightest bit of pink creeping onto her cheeks. She seems to get lost in thought for a moment, staring at the water flowing out of the fountain. "Would you like to get lunch together? I was on my way there before meeting those girls in the hall." "Absolutely! I was headed to the dining hall too," you say. You head down the path to the right, making your way over to Lampton. A girl relaxing on one of the benches nearly does a double take when you walk past, giving Mina a very confused look. She doesn't say anything, just laughing under her breath and shaking her head. You can't say you blame her for being surprised to see someone like Mina walking around campus. You both step inside, heading to the buffet line to get yourselves some food. They have a small selection of soups and sandwiches today. You grab a sandwich that looks good, while Mina gets just a bowl of tomato soup. Once you're both settled, you head to an open table and take a seat.<</if>> As you could have expected, there's an awkward silence as Mina just sips at her soup, not seeming to have much intention of talking. Being quiet and a little vacant isn't that unusual for her so it's hard to tell, but she seems to be a bit out of it. At any rate, it's clearly going to be up to you to get a conversation started. \ \<<linkreplace "Ask if she's doing alright ">><<set $counter += 1>>\ <<append "#text">> "Hey, are you doing alright?" you ask. "You seem a little off. Something on your mind?" "Oh, I apologize!" Mina says. "I was thinking about Runa, you very much reminded me of her <<if $eatenByAliceDay4>>earlier<<else>>back in the courtyard<</if>>." She looks down at her soup and pauses for a few seconds. "I have not been away from my family for this long before." "It does feel strange to be all on your own." You give her a sympathetic smile. "Why don't you tell me about them? Who is Runa?" "Runa is my oldest sister!" "Oh, what's she like?" you say. A little smirk spreads on your lips. "Is she a lot like you?" "Oh my, no!" she replies, giggling. "Runa is big and strong, and a little loud. She always looked out for me back home, I believe she is the reason none of the mean girls at my school bothered me. She was so very worried about me coming here without her..." "I'm sure she's proud of you for learning to defend yourself," you say. "You called her your //oldest// sister, does that mean you have others?" "Indeed, two!" she squeaks. "Helga and Hilda are much more like I am sure you are expecting, although they are rather tall. My mother says they are even quieter than I am. They are identical twins!" "Oh, fun!" You pause and look her over. "So, they're all tall... is your mom short?" "Not at all, she is a few inches taller than you are." "Huh, that is strange," you say. You smile at her. "But I don't think I'd want you any other way." "Hehe, Runa likes to call me 'fun-sized'," Mina giggles.<<set $minaInfo3 to 1>> <</append>><<if $counter is 2>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><<replace "#choices">><</replace>><</if>><</linkreplace>>\ \<<linkreplace "Ask about clubs ">><<set $counter += 1>>\ <<append "#text">> "So, did you join any of the clubs on campus? The first meeting is later, I'm excited," you say.<<if $minaInfo1 > 0>> "No wait, I'm guessing music club?" "Of course!" she squeaks. "Unfortunately I have been told there is not a piano anywhere on the campus, but I will still enjoy the time to practice with my keyboard!" "I knew it! I hope you have fun,"<<else>> "Indeed I did! I joined the music club," Mina says. "I quite enjoy playing the piano, and the girl doing sign ups said that the club both discusses and plays music. I am excited for the first meeting!"<<set $minaInfo1 to 1>> "Oh, nice! I hope you have fun,"<</if>> you say. "But uh, make sure you stay safe, alright? I definitely won't be around to help if something happens then." "Of course!"<<set $minaInfo4 to 1>> <</append>><<if $counter is 2>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><<replace "#choices">><</replace>><</if>><</linkreplace>><<if $escapismLabMina>>\ \<<linkreplace "Ask about her conversation with Professor Slate ">><<set $counter += 1>>\ <<append "#text">> "So what did Slate have to say to you yesterday?" you ask. "She seemed pretty mad, I hope she wasn't too harsh." "Oh..." Mina says, pausing, then taking a sip of her soup before responding. "She was not as aggressive as I expected her to be, rather polite in a stern way in fact. But, she was very concerned about my performance. She said my stature would make me an easy target, and that it was clear I wouldn't be able to get out of anyone if I was eaten." You make a face and nod your head to the side a little. Slate isn't exactly wrong. "That's about as much as she said in-class though, did she really keep you after just to reiterate?" "Not entirely. We had an honest discussion about why I was at the school and what my goals were," Mina says, her gaze drifting down. "...even after explaining myself she highly recommended that I drop out and use my time to pursue music instead." "Oh..." you say. There's an awkward silence for a little while, but you give her a reassuring smile. "Well, you knew the danger when you decided to come here, right?" "Correct." "If it didn't stop you then, don't let it stop you now just because of her. You made it this far didn't you?" "I did! Although that is mostly because of you, I suppose." "Well, maybe... But you're at a natural disadvantage here, there's no shame in needing help! I know you're gonna prove her wrong, you just need a little time to get on your feet!" She gives you nearly a full smile and nods. "Thank you, $name." <</append>><<if $counter is 2>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><<replace "#choices">><</replace>><</if>><</linkreplace>><</if>>\ \ The two of you continue talking for a while. Or, more accurately, you ask questions and Mina answers. But she seems to be enjoying the company. As you've been talking, a thought has been brewing in your head. Especially now that you've gotten to know her, you're pretty worried about Mina. This is the second time that she would have been digested if you hadn't been at the right place at the right time--if she doesn't learn to defend herself then it's only a matter of time before she ends up in a situation where you can't rescue her. With that in mind, it would be dangerous, but... \ <<link "Offer to help her train outside of class">><<replace "#question">><<set $day4MinaTrainingOffer to true>>"Hey, uh, Mina?" you say, shifting in your seat a little. "So, you <<if !$escapismLabMina>>said you <</if>>were struggling in lab yesterday, right? And you really want to improve at escaping?" "Yes, of course!" "Well, how would you feel about getting some extra training in?" you say. "I have the afternoon free tomorrow, you could practice against my stomach, and I could try to give you some tips to improve." Her mouth falls open slightly and she looks at you intently. "You would really do that?" "I, uh, I know it would be dangerous without the antacid we get in class, but I can let you out once my stomach starts to get too intense." "Oh, of course! That is very kind of you to offer $name, I would love to!" she squeaks. "Great! How about we meet here at two tomorrow?" "That will work for me!" "It's a plan then!" you say with a smile. "Now, are you ready for class?" "Of course, this is the most important one!" <<Mina 1>> [[Head to class->September 4th- Escapism]]<</replace>><</link>> <<link "Don't">><<replace "#question">>Feeling like any kind of practice without an antacid would be too much of a risk, you decide against making the offer to Mina. "We should probably get to class soon, you ready?" "Of course, this is the most important one!" <<Mina 1>> [[Head to class->September 4th- Escapism]]<</replace>><</link>><<if $fullness is 0>><<set $stamina += 8>><<set $stamina to Math.clamp($stamina, 0, $staminaMax)>><</if>>

<<Time 12.25>><<set $eatenByAliceDay4 to true>><<set $predName to "Alice">><<set $predSS to 40>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "After Class_PreyStruggle">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "After Class(TEXT)">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "After Class_Actions">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Eaten by Alice- Escape">><<if $minaEnd is "alive">>"I don't think so!" you shout, rushing in and pulling Cassidy away. You can't just stand by while Mina is in danger. "Hey, come on!" Cassidy whines. "This is, like, the only time Alice is gonna let //me// do it!" "Don't care, leave her alone!" you say, grabbing Mina's arm as you shove Cassidy away again. You step back away from the girls, putting a defensive arm in front of Mina. <<if ($aliceMax is 0) and ($aliceMin is 0)>>"Who the hell are you?" Alice says, glaring at you with a hand on her hip. "A friend of the girl you were about to chow down on," you say, matching her glare. You glance to either side--Cassidy and Betty are blocking the hall in both directions. "I know for a fact she didn't do anything to you, so we'll be on our way now." "Mmh, you definitely look like someone that would have to settle for this pathetic little thing as a friend," Alice says. "The worthless ones always stick together." She gets a bored look on her face and inspects her nails. "It's fine, we have room for both of you. Cassidy, Betty, grab them."<<else>><<if $aliceRel > 0>>"Hmm, what a shame, for a moment I thought maybe you weren't completely hopeless," Alice says, crossing her arms and glaring at you. "I should have known you'd be drawn to this trash."<<elseif $aliceRel > -3>>"You're very good at annoying me, you know that?" Alice says, putting a hand on her hip and glaring at you. "You should be proud, that's one more skill than I would expect trash like you to have."<<else>>"How could I have known that you would be the one to stick up for this pathetic waste of space," Alice hisses. She clenches her fists at her side, glaring at you. "It's disgusting that you're still walking the halls."<</if>> "I'm not in the mood for your bullshit," you say, matching her glare. You glance to either side--Cassidy and Betty are blocking the hall in both directions. "I know for a fact she didn't do anything to you, so we'll be on our way now." "Oh $name, that's not how this works," Alice says with a sinister smile, resting a hand against her face. "I do appreciate you expanding the menu." She snaps her fingers. "Cassidy, Betty, grab them."<</if>> The two girls start to close in on you<<if $eatenByBetty>>, Betty seeming excited by the prospect of getting another shot at you<<else>>, not leaving an opening for you to make a break for it<</if>>. Betty is the first to make a move, lunging at you to try and grab your arms. Shifting to stand in front of Mina, you meet her attack and start to grapple with her. Her glare is intense as you try to force her arms away. "Um, $name?" you hear Mina say. "This one's still mine, you promised!" Cassidy says. You start to hear some worrying, wet sounds coming from behind you. Thinking fast, you step to the side while Betty is still pushing against you, shaking her off and sending her stumbling into the pair behind you. Cassidy had Mina's head halfway in her mouth, but she quickly pulls back in surprise as Betty crashes into her. Miraculously, Mina's height lets her successfully duck out of the way as the other two girls crash to the floor. You grab her hand and start to make a break for it towards the lobby. "Unbelievable!" Alice growls. You don't make it very far before feeling a hard tug on the back of your shirt. Alice pulls you back and grabs your arms with a surprising amount of force. "You're not going anywhere!" "Mina, just keep running! I'll be alright!" you call out. She gives a little nod and bolts off down the hall. You watch as she disappears around the corner, a small smile nearly spreading on your lips before you're pushed down onto the ground. @@color:orange;You have been overpowered.@@ "I'm <<if ($aliceMax is 0) and ($aliceMin is 0)>>already<<else>>absolutely<</if>> done with you," Alice hisses. You feel one of her heels dig into your back, keeping you pinned. "You're going to regret getting in my way. Cassidy, Betty, lift her up.<<if $fat > 19>> If you can, that is.<</if>>"\ <<else>><<if $preyHealth is 5>>You roll your eyes. "Alright, are you done?" you say, starting to walk toward the edge of the group to continue down the hall. "I have places to be." "Well, you're right about that," Alice says with a laugh. She raises one arm and snaps her fingers. "Grab her."<<else>><<if ($outfit is "goth") or ($outfit is "light")>>"Really? Your flat ass is going to try and bring up 'curves'?" you say. "You're awfully petite for someone trying to act like a top predator." You notice one of Alice's eyes twitch. "Cute. I just know how to keep myself from becoming a blob." She lazily raises one of her arms, resting her elbow on the other. "But if you want a demonstration..." she snaps her fingers. "Grab her."<<else>>"Really, that's the best you can do?<<if $fat > 34>> Fat jokes?<</if>>" you say with a smirk. "I thought you'd be at least a little clever, but I guess there is barely a full brain between the three of you." "What was that, bitch?" Betty growls, taking a step forward. Alice clenches her fists. "It would almost be sad how delusional you are, if it weren't so funny," she sneers. "What's sad is how hard you tried to make your face look passable. Does all the makeup make it hard to keep your head up?" you spit back. "I bet that beauty mark is drawn on." Alice scowls and her eyes narrow with murderous intent. She raises one arm and snaps her fingers. "Grab her."<</if>><</if>><<set $preyHealth to 0>>/* resetting temp tracker */ Cassidy and Betty both come at you while Alice just stands with her arms crossed, a smug look on her face. Betty rushes in first, getting a grip on your arm before you can pull away. Cassidy hangs back a little, blocking your escape. "Get off me!" you shout, shoving Betty back as she tries to restrain your other arm. You manage to break her grip and step away, only for Cassidy to wrap her arms around you from behind. "Where do you think you're going?" she giggles. Trying to think of something fast, you shove as hard as you can to the side in an attempt to throw yourself to the ground. As soon as you start to fall, Cassidy lets go to save herself. "Hey, that's cheating!" she pouts. "Ugh, you're such a dumbass!" Betty growls, moving in to try and pin you on the ground. You attempt to roll out of the way, but you're too slow and get the wind knocked out of you as she drops her knees onto your back. She reaches down and grabs your arms, leaving you completely pinned.<<if $eatenByBetty>> "Ready for round two, slut?" she hisses in your ear.<</if>> @@color:orange;You have been overpowered.@@ <<if $eatenByBetty>>"No, you had your chance," Alice says, leisurely walking over to where you are on the ground. "We'll do things the right way this time. Lift her up."<<else>>"It's so nice to watch you squirm like the pathetic bug you are," Alice says, leisurely walking over to where you are on the ground. "Get it all out of your system now, because it won't do you any good once I put you where you belong. Lift her up."<</if>><<if $fat > 19>> She smirks. "If you can, anyways."<</if>><</if>> <<if $minaEnd is "alive">>The two of them, back on their feet, come over and grab you. Betty takes your arms while Cassidy grabs your legs, Alice finally stepping off of you.<<elseif $eatenByBetty>>"Whatever..." Betty grumbles. Cassidy joins her in subduing you, grabbing your legs while Betty shifts her weight off of you and holds your arms tight.<<else>>Cassidy comes over to join Betty in subduing you, grabbing your legs while Betty shifts her weight off of you and holds your arms tight.<</if>> You try to squirm out of their grip, but they have you locked down well as they slowly start to lift you up off the ground.<<if $fat > 49>> They're clearly struggling a lot to support your weight, groaning and trembling slightly once they lose any support from the floor. "God, why does she have to be such a fatass..." Betty grunts.<</if>> "Come on..." you grunt, still shifting to try and break their hold. "How is this fair?" After <<if $fat > 49>>a significant amount of<<else>>some<</if>> difficulty, they raise you up so that you're face to face with Alice, your body still restrained. Alice grins as she watches you helplessly struggle against their grip. "Flip her around," she says. "I want her to watch herself go down."<<if $aliceRel < 0>> She leans in a little closer and grabs your chin. "My face being the last thing you see is more than you deserve, but I'm feeling generous."<</if>> "Seriously?" Betty grumbles.<<if $fat > 34>> "She weighs like three hundred pounds, we're barely even keeping her up.<</if>> "Just do it!" Alice snaps. After a lot of fuss and repositioning that almost lets you break loose, they manage to get you flipped over with your feet angled towards Alice's face. Betty is holding you from behind like she's giving you a very intense hug, while Cassidy has your legs held from below. Alice pulls off your shoes and grabs your shins. She looks you in the eye, pausing like she's going to say something before opening her mouth wide. You feel your feet slide into the warm, slick confines of her mouth, her tongue almost ticklish as it runs over your exposed skin. She swallows hard, dragging you in up to your calves. You keep trying to shift and struggle out of the grip of your captors as you're fed to her, your legs slowly but surely disappearing into the tight tunnel of her throat. <<if $eatenByBetty>>"Come on Betty, what happened to round two? Are you that scared of me?" you say, hoping to make an opportunity to escape. You feel your feet touch down into Alice's stomach as she keeps gulping you down, grabbing your hips to guide you in. "What are you letting her boss you around for?" "Shut up, bitch," Betty grumbles, squeezing you tighter.<<else>>"Come on, where's the fun in this?" you protest. You feel your feet touch down into Alice's stomach as she keeps gulping you down, grabbing your hips to guide you in. "Are you really that scared you can't handle me without the extra muscle?<<if $eatenByAlice or $eatenByAliceCookout>> I'm just gonna break out again you know, we already went through this.<</if>>"<</if>> Now that your legs are completely in, Cassidy shifts to helping guide your hands between her lips, leaving you helpless to fight back. With a hard swallow, your fingers are dragged down into her throat along with your ass. Betty lets go once you're almost in up to your elbows, leaving you to helplessly squirm against the tight embrace of Alice's body. She does the rest of the work herself, guiding your body into her mouth as she drags you deeper in. You can feel yourself starting to curl up in her gut, your knees bending into a fetal position with your back facing out.<<if $breastSize > 34>> She seems to struggle a little getting your breasts in from this angle of approach<<if ($minaEnd != "alive") and (($outfit is "goth") or ($outfit is "light"))>>, despite feeling inclined to insult their size earlier,<</if>> but manages to squeeze them down between her lips.<</if>> "Ugh, whatever," you sigh, letting yourself go limp. "I'll see you all again in a few minutes." With a few more swallows, your shoulders disappear into her and her lips settle around your neck. You feel her grab the top of your head and give an extra shove as she pulls the last of you in. Surrounded on all sides by the dark, slimy warmth of her insides, you're dragged down her throat and forced into the <<if $eatenByAlice or $eatenByAliceCookout>>familiar<<else>>cramped<</if>> confines of her stomach. The walls ripple around you, groaning in satisfaction. "//*UURp*// There, finally where you belong," Alice taunts, resting a hand on your back through her gut and pushing in a little. <<if $minaEnd is "alive">>"This is what you get for sticking your nose into our business, bitch."<<else>>"Don't embarrass yourself, nothing you do in there is going to make any difference."<</if>><<if $eatenByAlice or $eatenByAliceCookout>> <<if $minaEnd is "alive">>"This is gonna end just like last time, we both already know you can't keep me down," you say.<<else>>"Just like it didn't last time, right?" you say. "You're all bark and no bite."<</if>> Even from the inside you can feel her scowling in response.<</if>><<set $sceneAttack to 0>><<set $sceneDefense to 0>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "preyOptions">></div>

<<Time 14>><<if $ateCassidy>>You head down the hall and turn the corner, arriving at Room 219. You're a little early when you arrive, a fair number of seats still open as you walk into the room. You give a smug smile at the looks your gut is getting from some of your classmates. You sit at an open seat in the middle, carefully positioning your seat so you can sit comfortably with the extra bulk from Cassidy. Emma doesn't seem to be here yet<<if $minaEnd is "alive">>, and although you saw Mina sitting at the front the seats near her were taken<</if>>. Not long after you, Alice shows up and sits in the very back. You look over at her with a sly smile, but she seems to be deliberately ignoring you.<<elseif $day4LunchMina>>You and Mina head upstairs and through the hall, making your way to Room 219. The room seems mostly full when you arrive, only a few places in the back where you could sit next to each other. Mina apologizes, but says she wants to sit in the front row and goes up to one of the open seats there, leaving you to sit alone.<<else>>You head upstairs to cross back over to Karbo. The sun is at the exact right height in the sky to practically blind you through the window as you pass through the bridge. You're a little early when you arrive, only about half of the seats filled. You sit at an open seat in the middle, not seeing Emma<<if ($minaEnd is "alive") and !$samAteCassidy>> or Mina<</if>> in the room yet. <<if $samAteCassidy and ($minaEnd is "alive")>>You spot Mina sitting in the front row, but there aren't any open seats by her.<</if>><<if $eatenByAliceDay4>> Alice shows up not long after you, and you catch her giving you a murderous look.<</if>><</if>> More of your classmates filter in over the next few minutes, until at exactly two o'clock Slate gets up and starts to teach. "Good morning everyone, please be quiet," she commands, immediately silencing the room. "For those in attendance, I have logged the results from yesterday's lab," she says, glancing around the room.<<if !$escapismLabMina and !$escapismLabHaley>> She gives you a particularly stern look.<</if>> "I expect to see significant improvement over the course of the semester. As a whole, your performance was overwhelmingly average, the only notable outliers were negative ones. Be sure that you are all taking this course seriously, if you hope to make it to the end of the semester." She pauses for a moment, then walks back to her desk to take attendance.<<if ($escapismA is 0) or (($minaEnd is "alive") and !$day4LunchMina and !$ateCassidy and !$samAteCassidy)>> She goes through the list of names, moving through it fairly fast.<<if ($minaEnd is "alive") and !$day4LunchMina and !$ateCassidy and !$samAteCassidy>> You get a bad feeling in your gut when she calls Mina's name and no one responds.<</if>><<if $escapismA is 0>> When she calls your name and you answer, she pauses and glares in your direction before checking you off. "How nice of you to finally join us, Miss $last," she mutters. You blush a little and look straight down at your desk.<<set $slateFavor -= 1>><</if>> Once she's gotten through everyone, she turns on the projector and returns to the front of the room.<</if>><<if !$eatenBySlate>> "Oh, and before I forget. Mercato," she says. Alice just glares at her from her seat in the back. Slate pulls something out of her desk drawer--a somewhat tarnished gold necklace. "I believe this is yours. You're lucky I noticed it last night and didn't want to chance a clog." Alice looks like she's doing everything in her power to stop herself from exploding as Slate walks over and tosses the damaged jewelry onto her desk. She reluctantly inspects it, one eye twitching. Slate returns to the front of the room.<</if>> With that out of the way, she jumps right into the lesson for the day, covering the concept that technique is much more important than brute force when escaping from inside of a predator. Just pummeling the walls of a girl's stomach aimlessly will only get you so far, and generally tires you out very quickly. Against an adept predator, raw strength alone won't accomplish much. The stomach of a human female is remarkably resilient, she explains--the goal of smart prey isn't to beat it into submission, but disrupt it. She covers a few very basic tactics you can apply, focusing on one in particular that she says is very useful for novices. Apparently, some call it the "heartbeat maneuver". It involves pushing out with either your arms or all four limbs, holding it for a few seconds, then quickly releasing and drawing your limbs back, only to repeat the process shortly after. The rapid expanding and contracting can significantly irritate the stomach, and in rare cases can manage to trigger an involuntary vomit reflex even if the stomach hasn't been worn down much yet. You make sure to take notes. Begrudgingly, Slate wraps up her lesson and dismisses you a few minutes early to make sure everyone has time to get to their clubs. Everyone is quick to get out, most clearly excited for the rest of their day. <<if $emmaRel > 0>>As you get up to leave, you notice Emma<<if $emmaRel > 1>> waiting by the door with a smile.<<else>> just heading out the door.<</if>><<else>>You wait for the rush to clear a little before getting up to leave.<</if>> <<AttendEscapism>>\ <<if $ateAshley and $eatenByZoeyMulti>>[[Catch up with her->September 4th- Afternoon: Zoey Concern]]<<elseif $emmaRel > 0>>[[Catch up with her->September 4th- Afternoon]]<<else>>[[Head back to your dorm->September 4th- Afternoon]]<</if>><<if ($minaEnd is "alive") and !$day4LunchMina and !$ateCassidy and !$samAteCassidy>><<set $minaEnd to "unknown">><</if>> <<set $metProfSlate to true>>

<<Time 16>><<if $leahRel > 0>><<set $leahInfo3 to 2>><<if $emmaRel is 0>>You head out of the room and start to make your way down the hall. It doesn't take very long to arrive, since the club room is one of the first in the main hall. The door to Room 108 is propped wide open, but someone calls out to get your attention before you can go inside. "Hey, $name!" You turn to find Leah approaching you, hugging a folder and notebook to her chest with a nervous grin on her face. She also seems slightly out of breath. "I wasn't sure if I'd catch up to you..." "Hey Leah!" you say.<<else>>The two of you head out of the room and start to make your way down the hall. It doesn't take very long to arrive, especially with how eager Emma seems to be to get to her own club, as the club room is one of the first in the main hall. You stop outside the open door to Room 108. "Well, this is my stop," you say. "Oh, already? That's pretty nice being so close," Emma says. She smiles at you. "Have fun!" "Hey, $name!" a familiar voice calls from behind you. You turn to find Leah approaching you, hugging a folder and notebook to her chest with a nervous grin on her face. "You guys walk fast, I've been trying to catch up..." "Hi!<<if $day2LunchLeah or $day2LunchCrew>> Leah right?<</if>>" Emma says. "Sorry, that's probably on me, I'm excited to get to my club!" "Hey Leah!" you say, smiling at how excited she seems to be.<<if !$day2LunchLeah and !$day2LunchCrew>> "Oh, this is my roommate Emma by the way, I don't think you two have met," you add. Emma waves and Leah gives her a little nod.<</if>> "I'll leave you two to it, have fun!" Emma says. "Thanks, you too!" you say, waving to her as she walks off toward her own club. You turn to Leah.<</if>> "You're looking pretty prepared." "Yeah! I've been working all day getting stuff ready, I'm really looking forward to this!" she says. Then she glances to the side. "A-And a little scared, I hope everyone in the club is nice..." "Don't worry, you've at least got me," you say with a smile. You gesture to the door. "Shall we?" The two of you make your way into the room. It looks more or less like all the other classrooms you've been in, except the desks have been pushed together to form one large, central table. There are four chairs on either side, with one more at each end and the rest haphazardly stacked in the corner to get them out of the way. There's a map laid out on the table, as well as a privacy screen and some other odds and ends at the front. There are a few girls already there chatting, but it takes a little while for anyone to seem to notice you. <<if $eatenByMorgan>>"Oh hey! Welcome to..." A tall brunette girl with long hair waves and starts to welcome you--you quickly recognize her as Morgan from your encounter the other day. "Um, $name, right?" she asks, nodding at you. "Glad to see I didn't scare you off," she says with a little laugh, looking sheepish. "Yeah, that was nothing..." you say, somewhat on edge as you and Leah take a seat. "Glad to be here." "What happened?" Leah asks. "Ah, Morgan just gave her a quick acid bath on Monday, nothing crazy. I think it was a good test! Anyone who's tabletop material can't get scared off that easily," Erika chimes in, grinning at you. "You remember me too, right? You better! But for your friend--I'm Erika, the club's vice president." "Of course I remember, it was your fault," you pout. "Oh don't be like that, you were fair game!" she replies, waving a hand dismissively. "//Morgan// was chowing down on freshman?" the girl sitting next to Erika asks. She's got dark skin, glasses, and is definitely on the chubbier side of things. She's wearing a yellow sweater. "I bet it was your fault then, Erika. I'm Kamile by the way, it's nice to meet you guys!" She smiles and gives a quick wave. "Well, I was running out of time for lunch taking care of club stuff, and Erika pointed her out..." Morgan sighs. "Sorry again! But, uh, anyways, I'm Morgan, club president and DM. What's your name?" she asks Leah.\ <<else>>"Oh hey, welcome!" A tall, long haired brunette sitting at the head of the table says, giving you a little wave. She's got blue eyes and is wearing a maroon shirt with a dark sweatshirt over it. "This is Tabletop Club, are you in the right place?" "Hi, yes!" you answer, you and Leah going to take a seat at the table. "I'm $name $last." <<if $eatenByErika>>"Ha! I know her," the girl next to her says in a familiar, nasally voice. You suddenly start to feel nervous, recognizing her as the girl who ate you after you rescued Mandy on Monday--Erika. "We already had an adventure together. She kicked my belly's butt on Monday, remember? You were there too." "No, I don't," the other girl replies. "Um, sorry about that I guess $name, you won't have any more trouble like that from her. I'm Morgan, the club president, and Erika here is our VP." "Yeah, it's water under the bridge now that I know you're a member! It made the morning more interesting anyways," Erika says, giving you a smile. "You're oddly cheerful for someone who got beat by a freshman," the girl sitting next to her says with a little smirk. She's got dark skin, glasses, and is definitely on the chubbier side of things. She's wearing a yellow sweater. "I'm Kamile by the way, it's nice to meet you guys!" She smiles and gives you a quick wave. "Well, I chose to look at it as her being really good rather than me sucking, which is exactly what we want in our members so that they last!"<<else>>"Oh good, I'm glad you made it! I'm Morgan, the club president--and your DM," the girl replies. "Hey, make yourselves comfortable!" another, much shorter brunette sitting on the opposite side of the table says. She's got green eyes, glasses, and has her hair back in a ponytail. "I'm Erika, the vice president that's coming for her job some day." "Ha, you've got a lot of work if you wanna fill Morgan's shoes, Erika," the girl sitting next to her says with a little smirk. She's got dark skin, glasses, and is definitely on the chubbier side of things. She's wearing a yellow sweater. "I'm Kamile by the way, it's nice to meet you guys!" She smiles and gives you a quick wave.<</if>> "And what's your name?" Morgan asks Leah. "I don't want to leave anyone out!"<</if>> "Leah Campbell!" she replies, getting a big grin on her face. "Oh, Leah! It's good to meet you in person," Morgan replies. "I'm excited to see you bring Eriah to life." "Thanks! I've been working all day on some sketches of her to get ready!" Leah says with a grin. "'In person'?" you ask, raising one eyebrow. "Leah's been emailing me about her character to make sure everything will work fine with the setting," Morgan explains. Leah blushes a little and looks down at the table. "Oh, don't be embarrassed! You put a lot of effort into her, I love the passion!" You look over at Leah and smile. "That's great, can't wait to see you in action! Can I see those sketches you did?" "Oh, um, yeah, I guess..." Leah mumbles, suddenly looking very nervous. "They're not very good, just sort of doodles to get a feel for the character, so... don't expect much." She reluctantly flips open her notebook and slides it over to you. There's a page full of drawings that you'd hardly call sketches--the linework is very clean and one is even colored. The character in question is a rugged woman in heavy plate armor with long, bright red hair, labeled "Eriah Fenhart". There's a drawing of her with and without her armor, then a colored close up of her face and a few smaller doodles of her equipment, all done in a clearly anime-inspired art style. "Woah, Leah, these are really good!" you say. They might not be the absolute best drawings you've ever seen, but definitely significantly better than she led you to believe. "Don't undersell yourself!" "Thanks..." she says, her cheeks flaring up as she shuffles a little in her seat. The others request to see the sketches after your review, of course, and all seem equally impressed. Leah doesn't seem like she's sure how to handle the praise.\ <<else>><<set $leahInfo3 to 1>><<if $emmaRel is 0>>You head out of the room and start to make your way down the hall. It doesn't take very long to arrive, since the club room is one of the first in the main hall. The door to Room 108 is propped wide open, so you head right inside.<<else>>The two of you head out of the room and start to make your way down the hall. It doesn't take very long to arrive, especially with how eager Emma seems to be to get to her own club, as the club room is one of the first in the main hall. You stop outside the open door to Room 108. "Well, this is my stop," you say. "Oh, already? That's pretty nice being so close," Emma says. She smiles at you. "Have fun!" "Thanks, you too!" you say, waving to her as you step inside.<</if>> It looks more or less like all the other classrooms you've been in, except the desks have been pushed together to form one large, central table. There are four chairs on either side, with one more at each end and the rest haphazardly stacked in the corner to get them out of the way. There's a map laid out on the table, as well as a privacy screen and some other odds and ends at the front. There are a few girls already there chatting, but it takes a little while for anyone to seem to notice you. <<if $eatenByMorgan>>"Oh hey! Welcome to..." A tall brunette girl with long hair waves and starts to welcome you--you quickly recognize her as Morgan from your encounter the other day. "Um, $name, right? Glad to see I didn't scare you off," she says with a little laugh, looking sheepish. "Yeah, that was nothing..." you say, somewhat on edge as you take a seat. "Glad to be here." "I think it was a good test! Anyone who's tabletop material can't get scared off that easily," Erika chimes in, grinning at you. "You remember me too, right? You better!" "Of course, it was your fault," you pout. "Oh don't be like that, you were fair game!" she replies, waving a hand dismissively. "Was //Morgan// chowing down on freshman?" the girl sitting next to her asks. She's got dark skin, glasses, and is definitely on the chubbier side of things. She's wearing a yellow sweater. "I bet it was your fault then, Erika. I'm Kamile by the way, it's nice to meet you!" She smiles and gives you a quick wave. "Well, I was running out of time for lunch taking care of club stuff, and Erika pointed her out..." Morgan sighs. "Sorry again!"\ <<else>>"Oh hey, welcome!" A tall, long haired brunette sitting at the head of the table says, giving you a little wave. She's got blue eyes and is wearing a maroon shirt with a dark sweatshirt over it. "This is Tabletop Club, are you in the right place?" "Hi, yes!" you answer, going to take a seat at the table. "I'm $name $last." <<if $eatenByErika>>"Ha! I know her," the girl next to her says in a familiar, nasally voice. You suddenly start to feel nervous, recognizing her as the girl who ate you after you rescued Mandy on Monday--Erika. "We already had an adventure together. She kicked my belly's butt on Monday, remember? You were there too." "No, I don't," the other girl replies. "Um, sorry about that I guess $name, you won't have any more trouble like that from her. I'm Morgan, the club president, and Erika here is our VP." "Yeah, it's water under the bridge now that I know you're a member! It made the morning more interesting anyways," Erika says, giving you a smile. "You're oddly cheerful for someone who got beat by a freshman," the girl sitting next to her says with a little smirk. She's got dark skin, glasses, and is definitely on the chubbier side of things. She's wearing a yellow sweater. "I'm Kamile by the way, it's nice to meet you!" She smiles and gives you a quick wave. "Well, I chose to look at it as her being really good rather than me sucking, which is exactly what we want in our members so that they last!"<<else>>"Oh good, I'm glad you made it! I'm Morgan, the club president--and your DM," the girl replies. "Hey, make yourself comfortable!" another, much shorter brunette sitting on the opposite side of the table says. She's got green eyes, glasses, and has her hair back in a ponytail. "I'm Erika, the vice president that's coming for her job some day." "Ha, you've got a lot of work to do if you wanna fill Morgan's shoes, Erika," the girl sitting next to her says with a little smirk. She's got dark skin, glasses, and is definitely on the chubbier side of things. She's wearing a yellow sweater. "I'm Kamile by the way, it's nice to meet you!" She smiles and gives you a quick wave.<</if>><</if>> "U-Um, hi, is this Tabletop Club?" a <<if $metLeah>>familiar sounding <</if>>voice says from behind you. You turn around to find <<if $leahDitched>>Leah standing in the doorway, holding a notebook and folder and looking a little nervous.<<else>>a short, pale girl with messy auburn hair<<if $metLeah>>--it takes you a minute, but you're pretty sure you recognize her as Leah from way back in the locker room on your first day on campus<<else>> wearing a dark red hoodie with some symbol on the front. She's a little on the chubbier side<</if>>. She's holding a notebook and folder, and looks pretty nervous.<</if>> "Yeah, come on in," Morgan says with a smile. "What's your name?" "Leah Campbell!" she replies, getting a big grin on her face. "Oh, Leah! It's good to meet you in person," Morgan replies. "I'm excited to see you bring Eriah to life." "Thanks! I've been working all day on some sketches of her to get ready!" Leah says, bouncing over to the table. <<if $leahDitched>>Her grin falters a little when she notices you. "O-Oh, hey $name," she says, looking away and heading to an open seat on the other side of the table.<<else>> She takes the open seat next to you, sitting down and immediately starting to review the notes she has written. "Hey, I'm $name!" you say. <<if $metLeah>>"I think we met on the first day, if you remember." "Um, I don't, sorry," she says looking a little embarrassed. "Nice to meet you again, though, I guess... Sorry." "Hey, don't worry about it, it was barely more than a hello then," you say with a little laugh. "I bet this'll be way more memorable."<<else>>"You're another freshman, right? I feel like we might have a class together." "Oh, maybe. But yeah, I am," she says, starting to look nervous again. "Um, nice to meet you!"<</if>><</if>><</if>> "Heeeeeey everyone!~" a cheerful voice calls from the doorway. "Candy and Emi are in the house!" You turn to look at the newcomers. One is a tall, dark skinned girl with brown hair tied back in a large ponytail, with some subtle lighter highlights. She's wearing a spaghetti strap top and a skirt, along with several pieces of pink jewelry--bracelets, earrings, and a large butterfly clip in her hair. Behind her shuffles in a short blonde girl with a black headband, wearing a striped green shirt, sweatpants, and what look like slippers. She has her eyes on the ground and looks a little uncomfortable. "Ohh, new faces! Hey hey!" the tall girl says, prancing over to you<<if !$leahDitched>> and Leah<</if>>. "Welcome to the party, you're gonna have a great time!" She patiently waits for the other girl to catch up, then the two of them sit down next to each other. She glances over at the other girl, gives her a smile, then looks back at you. "This is Emily, only I get to call her Emi. She's trying to think of how to bring that up without being rude." Emily gets a small smile on her face and nods in approval, then the taller girl gives her a side hug. "Hey Candice, good to have you back!" Morgan says. "Good to be back! Man I've been waiting all summer for this, I don't know anyone back home that's into this stuff!" Candice says. "I'm ready for another adventure!" "What about you, Emily? I'm really glad to see you sticking with us still," Morgan says, giving her a warm smile. "Are you ready for tonight?" Emily smiles and nods again. Then she looks over at you and gives a quick wave. Conversation quickly picks up now that the group is larger, all of the returning members seeming to be pretty close knit. Over the next few minutes three more girls show up, two other freshman and a junior who was running late. The first freshman to arrive is Tara, a very nervous girl with short black hair and glasses. The other is Nikki, a pale girl with very messy dark hair that's partially dyed purple, wearing very baggy clothes and a choker. She seems kind of grumpy. Finally there's the junior, Linda, a dark-skinned, very well endowed girl with glasses. She's very bubbly, and a little over-apologetic about being late. "Okay! Now that everyone's here we can get started," Morgan says, standing up to address the room. "Welcome everyone to the official first meeting of the Tabletop Club, I hope you're ready! Does everyone have a character ready for tonight? I know it was short notice and you might not have seen the email in time, so I made up a few temporary ones people could play for this session if need be!" Everyone gives confirmation that they did, a few taking out their character sheets for the first time. "Alright, excellent! Like I said in the email, normally this first meeting would be kind of a meet and greet where everyone makes their characters together, but I have a big campaign planned for this year that I want to make sure we have as much time as possible for. And on that note, we're going to be jumping right in if everyone is ready! It'll be more fun to have you introduce your characters as you meet each other." She picks up her phone and scrolls through it, starting to play some ambient music from a speaker in front of her privacy screen. A second later she pauses it again, however. "Oh, right, two quick things for our new members. One, I have a strict policy against eating your fellow members. In real life anyways, roleplay with your characters is fine if you have a reason for it. It's always rough keeping the campaign going when some people mysteriously disappear between weeks, plus we're barely clearing the minimum number of members to be an official club. I can't exactly stop that completely here, but I can at least keep you from going for each other. And if it wasn't clear, if you break the rule, //I// break the rule, and I'm a senior, so," she explains, giving a little nod. "On a lighter note, the other thing is that our sessions here go //long//. We use what little budget the school gives us to order pizza every week--or occasionally other food--so we don't even stop for dinner. I hope you're ready to go all night! Everyone cool with that?" You and the other freshman eagerly agree. "Alright then, let's get started!" she says, turning the music back on. "Our adventure takes place in the fantastical world of Aravena. Ages ago, an unknown cataclysm unleashed unspeakable evils onto the mortal realm, kingdoms and empires collapsing so absolutely as to be forgotten. Now a new world has grown on the bones of the old, but monsters still run rampant and most of civilization remains limited to scattered, isolated settlements. With the defeat of the tyrannical dragon queen Lunaris a few decades ago, an age of relative peace was ushered in," she winks at the returning club members, "but danger still lurks in the wilds, and new evils yet grow. Today, you're answering the call from a small village in the countryside looking for mercenaries to deal with a group of bandits that's been terrorizing it..." @@color:grey;''What is your character's name?''@@ <<textbox "$dungeonName" "Gwendolyn">> <<textbox "$dungeonLast" "Falk">> <<button "Randomize">><<TabletopName>><<replace "#name">><<textbox "$dungeonName" _fname>> <<textbox "$dungeonLast" _lname>><</replace>><</button>> [[Continue->Dungeon 1- Introductions]]<<set $leahInfo2 to 1>>

<<Time 16>><<if $emmaRel is 0>>You make your way through the halls, heading out into the courtyard. With two different clubs happening in the gym, you aren't surprised to find that quite a few people seem to be heading the same way you are. You filter into the building behind a small group and turn to head down the hall.<<else>>You and Emma head out into the hall, making your way out of Karbo and into the courtyard. She must be excited to get to club, because she's moving so fast you feel more like you're jogging trying to keep up with her. With two different clubs happening in the gym, you aren't surprised to find that quite a few people seem to be heading the same way you are. You filter into the building behind a group that seems to be heading to volleyball. "Alright, have fun swimming!" Emma says as the two of you stop in the entryway. "Oh, and say hi to Sarah and Alesha for me! They said they joined the swim team too." <<if $freshCoupleRel > 0>>"Oh, you know them? <<if $freshCoupleInfo2 > 0>>I didn't realize they were in this club! <</if>>They're a fun couple," you reply. "Yeah, we met earlier at breakfast! I love their energy," Emma laughs. "I had a feeling you would get along," you say with a smile. "I'll see you later<<if $emmaRel > 2>>, hope you have a great time at club<</if>>!"<<elseif $eatenBySarah or $eatenByAlesha>>"Damn, didn't realize they were in this club..." you say with a nervous sigh. "Huh? Do you have a problem with them?" Emma asks. "They seemed pretty cool when we met earlier." "We haven't had the best history so far..." "Oh... well, I'm sure it'll be okay just being in the same club." "Yeah, it'll probably be fine. I'll see you later<<if $emmaRel > 2>>, hope you have a great time at club<</if>>!" you say.<<else>>"Uh, sure," you say.<<if $metSarah or $metAlesha>> The names seem familiar but you can't quite put a face to them.<</if>> "I'll see you later<<if $emmaRel > 2>>, hope you have a great time at club<</if>>!"<</if>> The two of you part ways, Emma excitedly running into the gym while you turn to head down the hall.<</if>> Following the unmistakable scent of chlorine, you make your way toward the pool. The doors are wide open when you arrive, quite a few people already gathered inside by the near edge of the pool. Two girls quickly break away from the group to meet you as you step inside, one of them carrying a clipboard. They're both tall, pale, and have long hair tied in a loose ponytail, wearing one piece swimsuits matching the school's colors. As they get closer it's clear the similarities don't stop there--you have to assume they're identical twins. The only discernible difference is that the one holding the clipboard has black hair, while the other's is bleached white. <<if $fat > 34>>"Is this a joke?" the white haired one says, placing a hand on her hip and giving you a look of disgust. "You look like you're probably sweating just from walking over here, how do you expect to swim at a competitive level?" "Mmmh, you're right Marie, athletes need to take care of their bodies," the black haired one replies. "You'll sink like a rock. But I suppose we can't kick anyone out, so we'll just have to encourage you to work on... all of this," she says, gesturing to your body. "Give me your name, first and last." "It's $name $last..." you grumble, crossing your arms and blushing a little. "Yes, here you are," the black haired girl says, checking something off on her clipboard. "I'm Calina." "And I'm Marie. We're the captains, welcome to the team, I suppose," the other says. "Go wait with the others, we'll be starting shortly."<<elseif $fullness > 1>>"Hmm, freshman always find a way to mess up even the simple things..." the white haired one says with a sigh, placing a hand on her hip. "How do you expect to swim like that?" "It's astounding, Marie," the black haired one replies, giving your bloated belly an uncomfortable nudge. "I thought it would have been obvious not to show up to an athletic event on a full stomach. What's your name, shortsighted freshman? First and last please." "It's $name $last..." you grumble, scowling at them. "I'll manage just fine like this, I'm not dumb." "Sure, sure," the black haired girl says, checking something off on her clipboard. "I'm Calina." "And I'm Marie. We're the captains, welcome to the team, I suppose," the other says. "Go wait with the others, we'll be starting shortly."<<else>>"I don't recognize her, it must be yet another freshman," the white haired one says, placing a hand on her hip and giving you look of contempt. "Yes, there were a lot of them that joined, Marie," the black haired one replies, looking bored. "Give me your name. Full name, please." "I'm $name $last..." you say, a little uncomfortable with them looming over you. "Here you are," the black haired girl replies, checking something off on her clipboard. "Do you have any prior swimming experience?" "Competitive, we don't care if you've been to the town pool before," the white haired one chimes in. "Yes but not a ton, I was on a team in my senior year of high school," you reply. "Better than some, sadly," the white haired girl says with a sigh. "It's good enough, Marie," the black haired one says. "I'm Calina." "And I'm Marie. We're the captains, welcome to the team," the other says. "Go wait with the others, we'll be starting shortly."<</if>> They turn to go back to the poolside before you can respond at all. With a shrug, you follow them into the room and stand near the other members. Things are starting off a little more intense than you expected, but at least it's clear they're taking things seriously. You notice for the first time that there's also<<if $metProfSteria>> one of the teachers here, talking to the two captains. Professor Steria, if you're remembering right<<else>> what must be one of the teacher here, talking to the two captains<</if>>. After just a few minutes, the two girls call for everyone's attention. "Everyone quiet, it's time to start!" Marie shouts, snapping her fingers overhead. "Thank you, Marie," Calina says, waiting with her arms crossed until she has everyone's attention. "Welcome to the Saint Miluina's Swim Team, everyone." "We won't congratulate you because you didn't do anything to get here, the school just won't let us turn anyone down," Marie says. "Oh, there's no need to be so harsh girls! There's only one informal meet a semester, no reason not to treat it like any other club and give everyone a chance to learn," the teacher says, stepping forward.<<if !$metProfSteria>> She has a smooth, tan complexion, short blonde hair, and green eyes.<</if>> "Um, hello everyone, I'm Professor Steria! I know most of you already from last year or class this week, but better to be safe." She smiles and gives a nervous laugh. "I'm technically the coach here, but our two captains will be handling most things, especially today! They do a great job and take a lot of pride in their leadership." "Yes, thank you, coach," Calina says. "Like she said, here in club we will mostly be training and competing against ourselves." "We meet every Wednesday, but we expect you all to come to the pool to practice at least one other time each week," Marie adds. "No excuses, it's only a short walk from the dorms to get here." "Of course, what we're really training for is the meet at the end of the semester, our one chance to compete as a real team." "There are way too many of you for everyone to go, though. We can only bring eight students, and that only leaves six of you." "Mm-hmm," Calina hums, nodding her head. "The nature of the school will somewhat resolve that problem by the time we get there, I'm sure, but even so you'll need to prove yourself worthy of a //real// spot on the team." "Even if we can't kick you out for being bad, today is still tryouts. Essentially." "Yes, since there was no bar you needed to pass to get in, we need to evaluate where all of our members are at skill wise. You'll each be performing a short medley for us, two laps of every stroke." "One at a time, so we can give our full attention to judging you," Marie says, a slight smirk creeping onto her lips. "Does anyone have any concerns with that?" Calina says<<if ($fat > 34) or ($fullness > 1)>>, looking right at you with a slight squint<</if>>. No one speaks up. "Good, on to the next order of business." "Swimsuits. You'll all need to wear our official uniforms. If you're a returning member, you better have brought yours with you." "For new members, Coach Steria will be handing them out. She should have one in your size since the school has your measurements from your application. Even if it's changed, there are plenty of spares." "The school has a very high apparel budget..." Steria says with a little laugh. "Come meet me in the back there and I'll get you set up." She walks over to a couple of chairs with all kinds of swimsuits laying on them set up behind the crowd of students. "Go get changed in the locker room across the hall as soon as you have your suit," Calina says. "And make sure you take good care of it, you don't get a replacement!" "We do give replacements..." Steria says quietly. A lot of the upperclassmen break off to head for the locker room already, while the brunt of the group turns to meet up with Professor Steria. The line moves surprisingly quickly, and it's not long before she's handing off a bag with a swimsuit that should fit you<<if $fat > 34>>, even with your current size<</if>>. It looks like a pretty standard one piece suit with the schools colors: a light purple with stylized white accents, just like the ones the captains are wearing. You take it and head out toward the locker room to get changed. [[Go get changed->Swim Club- Locker Room]]

<<Time 20>><<if $ateBethany>>You carefully push yourself up off the bench, taking a moment to adjust to the added weight hanging off of you before even trying to walk. After a few cautious steps, you get a good sense of balance and start to waddle your way over to the door.<<else>>You head out into the hall to make your way back over to the dining hall. The daylight has all but faded by now, the courtyard lit by the dim glow of lamps scattered around as you step outside. The campus looks rather nice all lit up.<</if>> When you arrive at the dining hall, you find that the tables have been rearranged: two are pushed together right near the door, then a little behind it a few have been placed end to end without any chairs. All the others have been pushed aside to make room. There are only three other girls there, the large room almost uncomfortably quiet. "Welcome! Are you here for Cooking Club?" one of the girls asks. She's about your height with dark hair tied back in an elaborate bun, wearing fairly formal looking clothes. She has a kind face, but an intense look in her eyes that puts you slightly on edge. "Yep! I'm $name $last," you reply, stepping further into the room. "Good, you're the first freshman to arrive. I'm Kira, the club president," she says, extending a hand towards you with a very rigid stance. She smiles as you shake it, then pretty quickly steps away to go back to what she was doing.<<if $fullness > 4>> "I hope you still have some room in there for our activity," she says with a quick laugh.<</if>> "You're a little early, I still have some setup to take care of. Go ahead and take a seat." You sit in the nearest chair, feeling a little awkward. There are two other girls at the table--a chubby brunette with glasses, and a short asian girl. Both of them wave to you with warm smiles. "Hey there, I'm Carol!" the brunette beams. "Hi, $name," you reply. "Nice to meet you!" the asian girl says. Her accent is pretty noticeable. She's mostly very petite, but with an impressive chest and a gut that looks like she must<<if ($fullness > 0) and ($fullness < 3)>> also<</if>> be on the tail end of digesting someone. You notice her looking you over. <<if $fullness > 4>>"I like your spirit, it's rare for someone to come with a larger belly than me," she giggles. "I think you would be good with something sweet, maybe over rice too..."<<else>>"You seem like you would be good with some kind of noodles... chicken stock maybe?<<if $fat > 34>> No, no, too fatty...<</if>>" she muses.<</if>> "Uh, excuse me?" you say. "Oh, don't mind Izumi, she never stops thinking with her stomach," Kira says as she works, starting to place bowls around the table at every seat. "She's also our VP, which you would expect to be helping me right now." Izumi seems to ignore her comment, and Kira neglects to give her a bowl. Looking closer at something that's been sitting on the table, you notice there are three tubs of mint ice cream right in front of her seat, all labeled "For Izumi" in big letters. "So you're the Vice President, huh?" you say with a little smirk. "Is that why--" "I abuse my power," Izumi says with a very genuine smile. "Howdy everyone!" someone shouts from the stairs. You glance over and spot <<if $metCherry>>a familiar girl with bright red hair prancing over to the table. <<if $cherryRel is 0>>You remember her from the morning on Monday, Cherry, but she doesn't seem to recognize you as she sits between you and Carol.<<else>>She grins as she sits between you and Carol. "Hey $name, fancy meeting you here," Cherry says with a little laugh.<<if $trialParticipant and $day3DinnerCherry>> "You're looking pretty alive still. Guess that means you had a good time last night?" "Yeah, thanks for that..." you grumble. "Maybe it'll teach you to be less nosy," she says with a wink.<<elseif $outfit is "goth">> A huge grin starts to grow on her face as she looks you over. "Haha! You and Nadia fucked already? Damn, she works fast..." "E-Excuse me?" you say, your cheeks immediately flaring up as you cross your arms to hide the shirt. "Yeah, I wasn't going to say anything but if you've been wearing that all day, everyone who's not a freshman knows," Kira chimes in. "O-Oh..." "Aw, don't be embarrassed, I bet she showed you a good time!" Cherry laughs. "...it was pretty great," you say quietly, sighing.<<else>> "Hey! I didn't really expect to see you here either," you say. "Yeah, well, y'know, //Cherry//... food," she says. "It's where I belong." "Is that really the only reason?" "She also likes to tease Izumi and make my life difficult," Kira chimes in. "I want to know if she tastes like cherries," Izumi explains. "And I don't want to get eaten!" Cherry says with a smile. "It's a fun dynamic we have here in the 'ol CC." "Uh-huh..."<</if>><<if ($fullness > 4) and !($trialParticipant and $day3DinnerCherry)>> "Nice gut by the way, you've been busy!" she says, giving your belly a playful poke. "Thanks, my 'little snack' before club ended up being pretty big," you say with a smirk.<</if>><</if>><<else>>a short girl with bright red hair coming down the stairs. As she prances over to the table, you furrow your brow a little, noticing that her eyes are also an unnatural red color. She takes a seat between you and Carol. "Oh, you're a new face! I'm Cherry, good job not getting eaten so far," she says. <<if $fullness > 4>>She raises her eyebrows when she notices your belly, giving it a playful poke. "Hey nice gut, looks like you're working hard!"<</if>> "Uh, thanks? I'm $name," you say.<</if>> After Cherry's arrival, more girls start to filter in in pretty quick succession. Most come in from the main door, but one other redheaded girl comes from upstairs.<<if $trialParticipant or $day2LunchAlone>> Something about her seems familiar, and not in a good way.<</if>> Everyone gathers around at the table, leaving only one space vacant. <<if $day2LunchAlone and $escapismLabHaley>>A couple of the other girls also look familiar, you're pretty sure one is your lab partner from yesterday, but the other you can't quite place.<<elseif $day2LunchAlone>>One other girl besides the redhead also looks familiar, but you can't quite place where you know her from.<<elseif $escapismLabHaley>>You're pretty sure one of the other members is your partner from lab yesterday.<<else>>You don't really recognize any of the other members.<</if>> "Okay! We are only missing Penny and she has a tendency to be late, so I'll get started," Kira says, clapping her hands together. "Welcome to the first meeting of Saint Miluina's Cooking Club everyone! A lot of you are familiar, but we have some new faces with us this evening. I don't think I missed anyone coming in, but just in case: I'm Kira, the club president." She stands at the front of the table with her arms crossed behind her back, looking very official. "Here at cooking club, we are all about experimentation and discovery! Cooking is a multicultural art that's constantly evolving, one in which everyone's unique experience can bring something new to the table. Here in the club we want to celebrate the craft by exploring different recipes and techniques, trying something new every week. It doesn't matter how much experience you have now, we'll all learn together, and even a complete novice has something unique they can offer." "Today, though, we're just making sundaes," she explains, nodding to the table behind her where all sorts of toppings and ice cream flavors have been laid out. "I know it isn't exactly cooking, but it is still preparing a dish, and even something as simple as this can give you a lot of insight into a person's feelings towards food, and therefore the kind of chef they are. Today is all about meeting and getting to know each other so we can all be comfortable in this space! I also want to be sure I get an idea of what your interests are before diving into any real recipes. So, we have plenty of supplies here, take your bowl and come craft your masterpiece!" <<include "Ice Cream">> \ When you look back at the table, however, you find that most people didn't bother returning to their original seats and someone has taken your spot. There are two seats open, one by Cherry and one on the opposite side of the table by Izumi. [[Sit with Cherry->Cooking Club- Sit w/ Cherry]] [[Sit with Izumi->Cooking Club- Sit w/ Izumi]] <<set $cherryInfo3 to 1>>

<<if $club is "cooking">><<if $day4Hunt>>You trudge over to the door to Lampton, disappointed in how your hunt went. The dining hall is pretty barren right now, only a few tables occupied. You head over to the buffet line to get yourself something to hold you off until club.<<else>><<Time 16.75>>Not feeling ambitious enough to go on the hunt, you decide to settle for dining hall food. You wait a little while before leaving, but since you assume there will be food of some kind at club too you go fairly early, not even quite five. With most people at clubs already, the halls are pretty empty as you head up and over the bridge to get to Lampton. The dining hall, too, is very barren at this hour. You arrive exactly on time for dinner to start, some of the staff still stocking the buffet line as you approach.<</if>> Hamburgers and fries seem to be the main attraction tonight. <<if $fullness > 1>>Still feeling pretty full from $lastPrey, you just grab some fries and head to an open table<<else>>Not wanting to overdo it before club, you just grab a single burger and head to an open table.<</if>> You enjoy a peaceful, drawn out meal, really taking your time since you don't have much to do. After a while, though, you realize it would probably be smart to leave before the rush of people getting out of their clubs arrives, so you return to your dorm. Pulling out your laptop to entertain yourself, you easily kill the rest of your downtime. A little after seven thirty, you get up to head back to the dining hall. [[Go to Cooking Club->September 4th- Cooking Club]]<<else>><<Time 18.75>>You make your way out of the gym and into the courtyard. The sun is on its way to setting, the dim glow of lamps scattered around starting to replace the evening light. The campus looks rather nice all lit up. The dining hall is surprisingly busy so late in the day, likely due to clubs getting out. Your stomach growls again and you head over to the buffet line to appease it. Hamburgers and fries seem to be the main attraction tonight. You grab a burger and load up your plate with fries, then head to an open table. You enjoy a peaceful meal alone, taking your time to eat since you don't really have anything else going on tonight. As you watch the evening dim to night outside, you start to feel yourself getting a little drowsy. Finishing up your meal, you decide to call it a night and return to your dorm. [[Head back to your dorm->September 4th- Night]]<</if>><<if $fullness is 0>><<set $stamina += 8>><<set $stamina to Math.clamp($stamina, 0, $staminaMax)>><</if>>

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<<set $day to 4>> <<script>>Dialog.close();<</script>> <<if $trialSavedByNadia>> <<set $timeLast to 10>> <<set $time to 10>> <<goto "September 4th- Nadia Morning">> <<else>> <<set $timeLast to 9.25>> <<set $time to 9.25>> <<goto "September 4th- Normal Morning">> <</if>>

You follow your morning routine as usual, brushing your teeth, using the bathroom, and <<if $day4Workout>>getting changed. Rather than shower now when you're about to work up a sweat, you'll just hold off until after your workout. There isn't too much time before your first class, so you hurry along<<if $digestion is 0>>, planning to grab something small for breakfast before heading to Aesir<</if>>. <<if ($club != "dungeon") or $trialParticipant>>You grab your phone before heading out the door, noticing a notification for an unread email. <<if $club is "swim">>It's a reminder about club later, it starts at four thirty in the pool room. They'll have proper swimsuits there to give out, no need to bring your own.<<elseif $club is "cooking">>It's a reminder about club later, it starts at eight in the dining hall.<<else>>It's a reminder about club later, it starts at four thirty in Room 108. It looks like you need to have a character prepared ahead of time, but it's a little late for that at this point--you'll just have to throw something passable together quickly before you go.<</if>><</if>> [[Go work out->September 4th- Workout]]<<else>>hopping into the shower. You don't waste too much time rinsing off, as you only have a half hour or so before class. After you get out and dry off, you change into your new clothes<<if $breastSize > 25>>, finding the outfit you chose a little tight around your chest, then<<else>> and<</if>> head back into the main room. <<if ($club != "dungeon") or $trialParticipant>>You grab your phone off the bedside table and notice a notification for an unread email. <<if $club is "swim">>It's a reminder about club later, it starts at four thirty in the pool room. They'll have proper swimsuits there to give out, no need to bring your own. <<elseif $club is "cooking">>It's a reminder about club later, it starts at eight in the dining hall. <<else>>It's a reminder about club later, it starts at four thirty in Room 108. It looks like you need to have a character prepared ahead of time--you'll just have to throw something together quickly before you go. <</if>><</if>><<if $aliceNecklace>>Before leaving, you also notice Alice's necklace still sitting there. Might as well take it with you again since you have Escapism today, but an idea pops into your head. It is a pretty nice piece of jewelry, and you went through a lot to get it... why not wear it yourself? <<link "Wear the necklace">><<replace "#necklace">><<set $wearingAliceNecklace to true>>Getting a fiendish smirk on your face, you pick up the necklace and place it around your neck. The metal is a little cold against your skin. You make sure it's clearly visible--you can't wait to see her face when she spots you wearing it. [[Head to breakfast->September 4th- Breakfast]]<</replace>><</link>> <<link "Just take it with you">><<replace "#necklace">>You shake your head and just take it to have on hand. If nothing else, deliberately provoking her like that would be a dumb idea. [[Head to breakfast->September 4th- Breakfast]]<</replace>><</link>><<else>> [[Head to breakfast->September 4th- Breakfast]]<</if>><</if>>

<<set $day4BreakfastSam to true>>Perhaps against your better judgement, you head over to join <<if $eatenBySam>>your former predator<<else>>Sam<</if>>. You figure that she can't be //that// mad, and maybe you can mend things between you. When you approach the table to sit across from her, she just glares at you. <<if $samPromiseBroken>>"What the hell do you want?" she grumbles, taking an aggressive bite of her food. "Ouch, and here I thought we hit it off pretty well on Sunday," you say as you take a seat. "You know what you did." She rests her face on one hand and lazily brings another bite of her omelette to her mouth. "I don't like people who break promises." "Oh come on, you're still mad about that? We weren't even in the same tour group, I didn't want to cause a scene on the first day joining yours." "Whatever," she says, ignoring you and continuing to aggressively eat her omelette. \ <<link "Apologize">><<replace "#choice">><<set $samMakeupPromise to true>>"Okay, I'm sorry," you say. "I'm telling the truth about why I bailed, I really didn't think it was a big deal, but obviously it meant more to you than I thought. I'll make it up to you, alright? Name your price." "//Another// promise huh? Very reassuring," she says. "You can eat me if I break this one," you reply. "Who says I wasn't going to eat you for breaking the last one?" she says with a smirk. "I'll take it though, apology accepted. You're on the hook now though, next time I ask for your help you've got no choice, got it?" "Absolutely, I know there's a stomach waiting for me if I don't," you joke. The rest of breakfast is still a little awkward, but you keep a pretty pleasant conversation going. It seemed like she was in a weird funk beyond just her annoyance at your broken promise, but that clears up pretty quickly now thanks to your company. Before you realize it, you're nearly out of time. "Crap, I gotta get to class," you say, standing up. "Just make sure you're paying attention, you never know when I'm going to collect on that promise," Sam says with a sly smile. <<Sam 1>> <<if $sunnyRel is 0>>[[Head to Intro to Vore->September 4th- Intro to Vore]]<<elseif $sunnyRel > 0>>[[Head to Intro to Vore->Breakfast- Sunny Interlude]]<<else>>\ <<link "Head to Intro to Vore">> <<set _checkType to "prey">> <<set _baseline to 10>> <<set _modifier to 8>> <<include "voreCheck">> <<if _swallow>> <<goto [[Breakfast- Eaten By Sunny]] >> <<else>> <<set $stamina -= 8>> <<goto [[Breakfast- Sunny Interlude]] >> <</if>> <</link>><</if>><</replace>><</link>> <<link "Don't">><<replace "#choice">>Not feeling like you have much to apologize for, you let the issue lie. The two of you eat awkwardly in silence for a while. You try to strike up a conversation a few times, but she's not having it and at best gives you a one word answer. Eventually, you decide to just call it and head to class. "I've gotta get to class, I'll see you around," you sigh. "You're really not even gonna say sorry, are you?" she says as you get to your feet. "Seriously? Just let it go, it's not something to get this worked up over. So you missed out on one //possible// opportunity for a meal, whatever. There's plenty more," you say, getting very annoyed with her. She just glares at you and you walk off, rolling your eyes. <<Sam -1>> <<if $sunnyRel is 0>>[[Head to Intro to Vore->September 4th- Intro to Vore]]<<elseif $sunnyRel > 0>>[[Head to Intro to Vore->Breakfast- Sunny Interlude]]<<else>>\ <<link "Head to Intro to Vore">> <<set _checkType to "prey">> <<set _baseline to 10>> <<set _modifier to 8>> <<include "voreCheck">> <<if _swallow>> <<goto [[Breakfast- Eaten By Sunny]] >> <<else>> <<set $stamina -= 8>> <<goto [[Breakfast- Sunny Interlude]] >> <</if>> <</link>><</if>><</replace>><</link>><<else>>"You here to volunteer as a replacement for my omelette?" she grumbles, taking an aggressive bite of her food. "What, you think the inside of your stomach is that nice?" you say as you sit down. "You seemed like you were lonely so I thought I'd join you, chill out." "I'm only alone cause everyone else is smarter than you, I don't need a pity party." "Look, do you want to eat me?" you say, rolling your eyes. "Yes." "Are you going to?" She rests her face on one hand and lazily brings another bite of her omelette to her mouth. "Maybe," she mumbles with her mouth full, her heart clearly not in it. "Well then, since that's not a definite yes, let's chat," you say, starting to dig into your food. "God you're annoying. Is this how you make friends? Just refuse to go away until they like you?" \ <<link "Is it working?">><<replace "#choice">>"<<if $eatenBySam>>Only after they've swallowed me at least once. <</if>>Is it working?" you reply. She gives a very slight laugh, just blowing air out of her nose. "Maybe." There's a brief silence while you both start to eat. <<if $eatenBySam>>"So how's life been outside my stomach?" Sam finally says. "Definitely less slimy," you reply with a grin. "It'll be waiting for you when you're ready to crawl back in." She swallows a piece of omelette as dramatically as she can, giving you a playful smile.<<else>>"I'm surprised you're still around with that kind of attitude. Do you just taste bad or something?" "Yeah, something like that," you say, shaking your head. "You have a really one track mind, you know that?"<</if>> There's still some tension in the air, but you manage to carry out a fairly normal conversation with her. She keeps trying to act annoyed or throw in threats about eating you, but you can tell she appreciated the company. Whatever funk she was in seems to have lifted by the time you finish eating<<if $eatenBySam>>... which might not be great for your odds of getting eaten again<</if>>. "Well, this has been nice but I've gotta get to class," you say, getting up to your feet. "Maybe we can meet up again for lunch and do things the right way," she says, tracing a line down her throat and smirking. "You are //relentless//," you say, brushing off the threat. "See you around." <<Sam 1>> <<if $sunnyRel is 0>>[[Head to Intro to Vore->September 4th- Intro to Vore]]<<elseif $sunnyRel > 0>>[[Head to Intro to Vore->Breakfast- Sunny Interlude]]<<else>>\ <<link "Head to Intro to Vore">> <<set _checkType to "prey">> <<set _baseline to 10>> <<set _modifier to 8>> <<include "voreCheck">> <<if _swallow>> <<goto [[Breakfast- Eaten By Sunny]] >> <<else>> <<set $stamina -= 8>> <<goto [[Breakfast- Sunny Interlude]] >> <</if>> <</link>><</if>><</replace>><</link>> <<link "Snap back">><<replace "#choice">>"Is this how //you// make friends? Being a stubborn jerk to everyone you meet?" you snap back. "Not hard to see why you're all alone here." "Oh fuck off," she says, rolling her eyes. "I don't need friends, everyone here is better off as food. The only way you're joining me for breakfast is //as// my breakfast, so go away or get in!" she growls. This time you get the sense that was a real threat. "Whatever, this was a waste of time," you grumble, getting up and heading to an open table. <<Sam -1>> The dull roar of all the conversations happening around the room fills your ears as you eat your breakfast. The omelette is shockingly good, to the point that you scarf it down fast enough to go up for a second. You keep an eye on the time, getting up to head out with a little under ten minutes before your class starts. <<if $sunnyRel is 0>>[[Head to Intro to Vore->September 4th- Intro to Vore]]<<elseif $sunnyRel > 0>>[[Head to Intro to Vore->Breakfast- Sunny Interlude]]<<else>>\ <<link "Head to Intro to Vore">> <<set _checkType to "prey">> <<set _baseline to 10>> <<set _modifier to 8>> <<include "voreCheck">> <<if _swallow>> <<goto [[Breakfast- Eaten By Sunny]] >> <<else>> <<set $stamina -= 8>> <<goto [[Breakfast- Sunny Interlude]] >> <</if>> <</link>><</if>><</replace>><</link>><</if>>

<<set $samMeetEmma to "ate">><<set $introA += 1>>"Uh, listen guys I gotta get to class so I'll see you later," you say, already starting to walk off so you can remove yourself from the situation. "Please play nice." "You'd seriously just eat a friend like that?" Emma says to Sam. "Come on, why switch it from strangers to friends on me? Just to make me look bad? Your bullshit I was calling out was being mad I ate some random girl!" "Because everyone is //someone's// friend!" The two keep bickering and don't even seem to acknowledge you. Despite having a bad feeling about that, you hurry off down the hall to get to your class. You arrive at the door right as Professor Juniper is about to get started, quietly taking the first available seat. "Good morning everyone! I hope you're all having a wonderful day so far," Juniper says with a big smile. She quickly runs through attendance, looking a bit disheartened that the number of students has definitely dropped after Monday. With that out of the way, she gives a quick recap of what was covered last class<<if $introA is 0>>, which is particularly handy for you after missing said class<</if>>. "Alright then, for today's lesson we're going to focus more on the 'knowing your limits' part of our first unit!" She launches into a lecture on the limits of a predator's body when it comes to vore, particularly stomach capacity. Things start off with an explanation of the obvious: a woman's body isn't infinitely stretchable, everyone has a limit on how much they can fit inside them before they hurt themselves or have their body violently reject it. An average person without any training generally has just barely enough room to fit someone of similar size to themself in their stomach, inherently giving taller predators an advantage over others. However, anyone is capable of improving their capacity by pushing their limits, like training any physical skill. When your stomach spends time close to its full extension, your muscles acclimate to stretching that far and become capable of going just a little further without serious strain in the future. Through this, any girl can become a competent predator with practice, and most will be able to handle holding prey their size without any discomfort within just a meal or two. Your concentration is interrupted by your phone buzzing. It vibrates again as you quickly pull it out to see what's up. They're texts from Emma. The first is just a short string of random characters, the second seems to confirm exactly what you were afraid of: "//$name please hurry back right now I need help!!//" You sigh, but quickly get up and hurry to the door, fearing the worst. [[Off to the rescue...->Sam Meets Emma- Emma Eaten]]

<<Time 10>><<if $sunnyRel > 0>>You head out of the dining hall and into the courtyard. You've only taken a few steps outside when you notice a familiar, short, sunglasses-clad blonde coming your way. Sunny waves and stops in front of you. "Hey hey, how's it going<<if $day2SunnyFlirt>> tiger<</if>>?" she says with a yawn. "Glad to see you didn't get grabbed for Big M's dumb party." "Hey Sunny! <<if $eatenByBree>>I think I almost was actually, but I made it out,<<elseif $heardAboutTrial>>Yeah, I took your advice and stayed on high alert,<<else>>What party?<</if>>" you reply. "<<if $eatenByBree>>Well you're one of the lucky ones! I'm sure you're down another chunk of your class after last night,<<elseif $heardAboutTrial>>And that's why you should always listen to good 'ol Sunny D! You're welcome,<<else>>Ah don't worry about it, doesn't matter anymore,<</if>>" Sunny says. <<if $outfit is "light">>"Cute outfit by the way, I'm into it!" "Thanks, I stole it from someone I ate!" you say with a laugh. "Ha, that's the way to do it girl!" Sunny says, grinning and offering you a high five. "Am I gonna see you later at volleyball?"<<else>>"So, I gonna see you at volleyball later?"<</if>> "Nope, sorry, me and volleyball have a dark past," you joke. "Emma will be there though." "Hell yeah, she's the cooler one anyway!" Sunny laughs, giving you a playful nudge. You hear her stomach growl and she places a hand on it. "Heh, I've got like five minutes to eat breakfast //and// get to class so I should probably get to it. <<if $day2SunnyFlirt>>Unless you feel like hopping in?" she teases. "No thanks, I've got my own class to get to," you say, slightly shifting away just in case. "You sure you don't want some pervy pics with //you// in there?" "Uh..." "Hah, I'm just playing," she says, nudging you as she walks past towards the dining hall. "<</if>>Have fun with whatever you've got later!" "Thanks, see you around!" you say. You head across the courtyard and into Karbo, continuing on your way to class.<<else>>You head out of the dining hall and into the courtyard. However, you don't make it very far before someone coming the other way stops right in front of you. It's a short blonde girl wearing sunglasses--something about her seems very familiar. "Hey, don't I know you from somewhere freshie?" the girl says, putting a hand on her hip. She snaps her fingers with her free hand. "Right, you're the girl from breakfast on Monday, aren't you?<<if $fat > 39>> You've gotten kinda fat since then, I almost didn't recognize you!<</if>>" "Uh..." you say, starting to try and inch past her. You definitely remember her now--Sunny, the junior who you insulted right after she ate someone in front of you. "I think you've got the wrong person, I don't know you." "Perfect!" she says, clapping her hands together and grinning. She makes a grab for your arm, but you jump back in time to avoid her. "Nuts. That's--yep, there she goes," Sunny says, laughing and letting out a slight sigh. You're already sprinting away in the opposite direction. @@color:yellowgreen;You managed to escape.@@ You rush into Karbo and don't stop to catch your breath until you're halfway down the main hall. You didn't think she'd really still be that mad at you, but apparently... You shake off the encounter, continuing on your way to class.<</if>> [[Head to class->September 4th- Intro to Vore]]

<<Time 10.5>>Sunny sighs. "Alright, //*urp*// fine..." she mutters. You feel her stand up and start to walk somewhere. Not trusting her, you keep thrashing. She stumbles slightly after one particularly hard push forward, causing her to pause and squeeze her stomach muscles tight to keep you under control. You faintly hear someone else say something. "Ha, whatever Am," Sunny replies with a little laugh. You keep trying to push out despite the pressure she's keeping on you, desperate to get out. She grabs her belly with both hands and shakes it. "Geez, will you chill? I'm //*urrrp*// literally on my way to let you out." The stomach walls relax a little and you decide to rest for now. You almost make a taunt about her not being able to handle you, but bite your tongue--it doesn't feel like you're really all that close to forcing your way out yet. You hear a door slam shut and almost immediately after the walls close in again. Between the crushing pressure of the stomach walls and Sunny pushing from below, you're quickly forced back up into her throat. Your body squeezes through the tight, fleshy tube, sliding back through her mouth and out onto the cold bathroom tile, face first. <<if $acidStage > 1>>A rush of digestive juices follows you out, leaving you face down in a pool of slime. <</if>><<if $turn > 7>>You lay there for a while, barely mustering the strength to push yourself over onto your back. You're extremely disoriented and sore all over, a few stars dancing through your vision. A draft in the room makes it abundantly clear that all of your clothes were claimed by Sunny's stomach.<<elseif $turn > 2>>You cough and sputter as you push yourself up into a sitting position. Her stomach did a number on your outfit, your <<if ($outfit is "light") or ($outfit is "uniform")>>skirt<<else>>shorts<</if>> dotted with holes where the acid ate away at them and your <<if $outfit is "uniform">>jacket<<else>>shirt<</if>> completely gone.<<else>>You're quick to get back up, still suspicious of her.<</if>> "There, you happy?" she says, pouting. "Now I'm gonna be starving all class. Did you forget about our deal?" "There was no deal!" you shout<<if $turn > 2>>, getting to your feet<</if>>. <<if $turn > 7>>You do your best to shield your body. <</if>>"All you did was eat me, I didn't want to die!" "Yeah, fair enough I guess." Sunny shrugs. "For the record, you weren't even close to actually making me hurl, you were just starting to get annoying to have in there mid-class. Plus I was getting mad gassy, don't want Gossam to be mad at me for real." "Sorry to be a bother..." you say sarcastically. "As long as you're sorry about something else we're all good," she says with a grin, tapping her sunglasses. "Are you seriously that mad about me calling them lame?" "I could eat you again you know." Sunny turns her hands palm up and cocks her head a little. "Fine, I'm sorry I insulted your shades. It won't happen again." "A little forced but I'll take it. Have fun getting back to your dorm!" she says. She snaps her fingers into guns and points at you, then turns and heads out of the room. You sigh. After giving her a little time to get ahead of you, you head to the door, not feeling like hanging around in the bathroom for long. <<include "playerPreyEscape">>[[Hurry back to your dorm->Eaten at Breakfast- Recovery]]

<<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "damaged">> <<if ($healthThreshold is 2) and (_struggleIntensity < 2)>> <<append "#digestion">> You can feel your skin starting to sting in some places as her stomach acids go to work. The sweltering heat of her stomach is unbearable, all kinds of groaning and rumbling echoing out around you as her gut eagerly works to make sure you don't make it out. <<if $turn < 6>>@@color:red;At this rate you aren't going to last till the end of class...@@<<else>>But you have hope, her class has to be winding down by now. @@color:red;You just have to hold out a little longer...@@<</if>> <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<case "progress">> <<if $progress is 1>> <<append "#digestion">> "//*URP*// Having fun in there?" Sunny says, grabbing the bulge of your arm and squeezing tight for a moment. You swear you felt her stomach walls twitch. A muffled voice says something to Sunny that you can't make out. "Sorry G, couldn't help it! Sometimes you gotta clear the pipes," Sunny laughs. @@color:yellowgreen;You're starting to have some effect on her!@@ <</append>> <<elseif $progress is 3>> <<append "#digestion">> All of your struggling has started to kick up a lot of gas, Sunny letting out little burps pretty much constantly at this point. It's not making things any more pleasant for you in here, but it seems to be bothering her. One good shove causes the stomach walls to shudder, very briefly clamping down on you before returning to normal. Sunny struggles to stifle a long, heavy belch. "C'mon, I'm in the middle of //*urp*// class here..." she grumbles. @@color:lime;You're really starting to bother her, keep pushing!@@ <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<default>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</switch>>

<<set _roll to random(1,20)>> <<if $lastAction is "normal">><<set _struggle += 2>><<elseif $lastAction is "weak">><<set _struggle += 1>><<elseif $lastAction is "rest">><<set _resting += 1>><</if>><<if _struggle > 2>><<set _struggleIntensity += 1>><<set _struggle -= 3>><</if>><<if $lastAction is "strong">><<set _struggleIntensity += 1>><</if>> <<if $turn is 1>> <<append "#digestion">> <<set $sceneDefense to 0>> <<set $predAction to "distracted">> <<set _predActionIntensity to 0>> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<if (_struggle > 0) or (_struggleIntensity > 0)>>Ignoring the writhing of her belly, Sunny continues on her way to class.<<else>>Sunny continues on her way to class with you in tow.<</if>> You can feel yourself bouncing and swaying with her footsteps, shifting and sliding within the slick confines of her gut. It makes it hard to focus on anything, getting jostled around only adding to the feeling of being nothing more than her breakfast. Eventually she pauses and it seems you've arrived at her class. "Morning Miss G!" Sunny says. "Well good morning Sunny! You sure look like you had some fun this morning," a sweet sounding voice responds. "Yeah, I woke up late so one of the freshman helped me make it on time //and// get breakfast!" She gives the side of her gut a smack. "Ah, well thank you in there!" the teacher says. You feel a gentle rubbing on your back for a moment. "Sunny does have a knack for being fashionably late." "Oh, you know you love me," Sunny laughs. She starts to go on the move, but quickly stops again. Your whole world bounces as she drops back into a chair. Then something hard crashes into your upper back, the edge of the desk jutting into your space.<<set $health -= 4>> "Whoops, hang on," Sunny giggles, giving your head a little pat. You feel yourself get angled downward as she leans over to rest comfortably on the desk. "There we go! Now <<if (_struggle > 0) or (_struggleIntensity > 0)>>stay <</if>>chill in there, remember our little deal." <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 10>> <<if _struggleIntensity > 0>><<set $acidStage to 4>><</if>> <<goto [[Breakfast- Sunny Outlasted]] >> <<elseif _struggleIntensity is 0>> <<if $lastAction is "brace">> <<set $predAction to "massage">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<if ($acidStage is 0) and (_stageBraced < 1)>> <<append "#digestion">> <<set _stageBraced to 1>> One of Sunny's hands starts to gently rub her gut, absentmindedly tracing circles along her skin. The walls of her stomach seem to relax ever so slightly, an odd, whining groan coming from somewhere below you. She gives you an appreciative pat. "Feels like you're settling in in there," she whispers. "You've still got a while to go, so get nice and cozy." <</append>> <<elseif ($acidStage is 1) and (_stageBraced < 2)>> <<append "#digestion">> <<set _stageBraced to 2>> One of Sunny's hands starts to gently rub her gut, absentmindedly tracing circles along her skin. The walls of her stomach seem to relax ever so slightly, an odd, whining groan coming from somewhere below you. She gives you an appreciative pat. "I can feel what you're doing in there, keep it up!" she says quietly. "You've been a very well behaved breakfast so far, but there's still plenty of class left for you to fill me up." <</append>> <<elseif ($acidStage is 2) and (_stageBraced < 3)>> <<append "#digestion">> <<set _stageBraced to 3>> You feel both of Sunny's hands slide down to the front of her belly, then start to slowly drift back up. She puts a bit of pressure into it, continuing to shift them around her gut, the stomach walls seeming to ease their efforts a little. It's actually quite soothing, almost like she's giving //you// a massage rather than herself. Her movements are enough to kick up some light sloshing from all the acid you're bathing in. "Ooo, that sounds like high tide. Things are getting pretty rough in there huh?" she whispers to you. "Just hang in there, Gossam's starting to wind down." <</append>> <<else>> <<include "preyPredAction">> <</if>> <<elseif _resting > 1>> <<append "#digestion">> <<set _resting to 0>> <<set $predAction to "prolong">> <<set _predActionIntensity to 0>> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> "Man, she's not gone already is she..?" Sunny mumbles to herself. She prods at you with one hand<<if $acidStage > 0>>, causing the acids to make a very soft splashing sound<</if>>. "Whoopsie, maybe I'm cooking a little too hot." An odd pressure ripples through her gut, and the air fills with all sorts of quiet gurgling for a short while. The walls seem to relax, slowing significantly in their efforts to knead you to a pulp. Her whole stomach suddenly seems pretty calm, though the walls twitch occasionally like they're eager to get back to work. <</append>> <<else>> <<if _roll > 17>> <<append "#digestion">> <<set $predAction to "tease">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> "I hope you're paying attention in there," Sunny whispers, giving the side of her gut a light shove.<<if $acidStage > 0>> The pool of acid splashes around a little from the disturbance.<</if>> "You're sitting through a third year class here, you could learn a lot!" She laughs under her breath and gives you a taunting pat. Her advice is useless, of course--between the muffling of being in her stomach and under the desk and the groaning sounds surrounding you, you can barely even tell the teacher is talking. <</append>> <<elseif _roll > 14>> <<append "#digestion">> <<set $predAction to "tease">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> Something shifts under you and an odd pressure pushes up from the right into your space, then drops away. Then a similar intrusion strikes from the other side. This continues for a while, rocking you back and forth<<if $acidStage > 0>>, making the liquid surrounding you froth<</if>>. You push back the next time it happens and Sunny chuckles. Thinking it through, you realize that it's her using her legs to bounce her gut beneath the desk. <</append>> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "shake">> <<set _predActionIntensity to 0>> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> The chamber starts to subtly bounce and shake around you as Sunny seems to grow bored of her class, absentmindedly pushing her belly around and bouncing her leg against it. <<if $acidStage is 0>>It's more annoying than anything<<else>>While the movement is pretty mild, it's enough to stir up the acids around you in a worrying way.<</if>> <</append>> <</if>> <</if>> <<elseif _struggleIntensity is 1>> <<if $counter < 1>> <<append "#digestion">> <<set $counter to 1>> <<set $predAction to "crush">> <<set _predActionIntensity to 2>> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> "Hey, c'mon little buddy, I'm trying to learn here! We had a deal, remember?" Sunny says, giving you a firm pat on the side. "No we didn't, you just ate me!" you say, giving a hard kick to the flesh in front of you. "And I'm taller than you!" "Eh, alright, if you wanna do things this way instead," she says. A moment later, the walls of her stomach crush in hard. You struggle to move at all, the slimy flesh wrapping around you like you'd been vacuum packed. Every now and then she flexes her muscles to send an extra rolling wave of pressure over you, kneading her acids in deep. "Go ahead and let loose, girl," Sunny taunts, sounding slightly strained. <</append>> <<elseif ($lastAction is "normal") or ($lastAction is "strong")>> <<set $predAction to "squeeze">> <<set _predActionIntensity to 2>> <<include "preyPredAction">> <<else>> <<append "#digestion">> <<set $predAction to "shake">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> There's a sudden shove from your right side, making your whole world shake and sway. Then another shove comes from the left, Sunny batting you back and forth. A groan from the flesh surrounding you tells you her stomach doesn't completely appreciate <<if $acidStage > 0>>the chaotic splashing all the movement is causing<<else>>all of the movement it's causing<</if>>. "Weak, did you give up already? You were so riled up a minute ago," Sunny says. "C'mon, I wanna see what you got!" <</append>> <</if>> <<else>> <<if $counter < 2>> <<append "#digestion">> <<set $counter to 2>> <<set $predAction to "crush">> <<set _predActionIntensity to 3>> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> "You're really going all out, huh? Respect," Sunny whispers to you. "But at the same time, you're getting really distracting. Which sucks for you 'cause I'm more interested in this than class now. Get ready!" You try to brace as the walls crush in painfully tight. This time she's relentless, constantly rolling her belly, kneading the slick flesh of her stomach against you and sending the acid you're stewing in up over you in waves. It's extremely disorienting on top of the unbearable pressure. <</append>> <<elseif ($lastAction is "normal") or ($lastAction is "strong")>> <<set $predAction to "crush">> <<set _predActionIntensity to 2>> <<include "preyPredAction">> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "squeeze">> <<set _predActionIntensity to 2>> <<include "preyPredAction">> <</if>> <</if>>

<<Time 11>><<set $sunnyRelation1 to 1>><<if $acidStage > 3>>You feel Sunny stand up from her seat, knocking you into her desk in the process. But you don't care about that in the slightest, because she finally unclenches her muscles. You sputter and gasp for breath as you're freed from the tide of acids. What little air there is in the tiny space you still have is stale and heavy, stinging your lungs and making you dizzy. You can faintly notice Sunny's bouncing footsteps as she heads out into the hall.<<else>>You're struggling just to keep your face above the tide of acids by the time you finally feel Sunny stand up from her seat, your entire body prickly and numb from overexposure at this point. She knocks her gut into the desk when she gets up, making the pool of liquid splash up over you. She gives an apologetic pat to the back of your head, then starts to walk off, your cramped prison bouncing along with her footsteps. "See you Friday Miss G!" Sunny says. It seems like there was probably a response, but you can barely hear Sunny herself over the roaring of her stomach at this point. "Ha, you know that ain't me!" she replies to whatever was said.<</if>> After a little while, there's a hard smack on your right side, splashing you with acid again. "Hey, you still with me?" You push your arms out, both to prove you're still kicking and try to give yourself some more breathing room. "Sunny, please..." you mutter. "Haha, <<if $acidStage > 3>>that's pretty impressive! Thought I had you at the end there,<<else>>knew you could do it!<</if>>" Sunny says. "Gimme like two seconds, there's a bathroom right around the corner." You can feel your eyes starting to droop, finding it hard to focus. Just as you start to fear you might pass out, the walls of her stomach clamp down and start to force you upward. Your head is shoved up against her slimy flesh, needing Sunny to give an extra push from below before you break through back into her esophagus. Riding alongside a flood of bile, your body races up her throat and out onto the cold tile floor of the school's bathroom. You're blinded by the light, seeing stars in your vision. You lay motionless on your side for a few moments before rolling over onto your back, panting. Sunny looms over into your field of vision with a grin. "You gonna make it buddy?<<if $breastSize > 24>> Nice tits by the way,<</if>>" she says. You groan and sit up. Her stomach had been so filled with acid that it's still slightly bloated even after your escape, probably still churning away the sludge that used to be your clothes. You cross your arms to cover yourself, fully registering<<if $breastSize > 24>> her comment<<else>> that you're naked<</if>> for the first time. "That was awful..." you mumble, still squinting as you adjust to being out of the darkness of her body. "Did ya learn your lesson?" "I'm definitely never going to talk bad about your glasses again, promise," you say. "You've proven to me that they are extremely cool." "Haha, there you go! I think I like you," she laughs. "Now I'm extra starving though. You sure you don't want back in? Tank's still pretty full." "Absolutely not!" you shout, scrambling backwards. "Relax, I kid, I kid. We're on the first floor of Karbo, right around the corner from the main hall, so you shouldn't have to streak too far back to your room," she says. She twirls around to head out of the bathroom, snapping her fingers into a point. "See ya around!" <<Sunny 1>> You give her some time to get ahead of you while you recover. Eventually, you struggle up onto your feet, knowing you need to get back to the safety of your room. <<include "playerPreyEscape">>[[Hurry back to your dorm->Eaten at Breakfast- Recovery]]

<<if $outfitState is "drenched">>You step out into the hall and start to trudge back to your dorm. As you pass the classroom you're supposed to be in you sigh, accepting that it's probably a waste to go now after the time it'll take to get cleaned up.<<else>>You carefully peer out of the bathroom, checking to see exactly where you are and if anyone is coming. The coast looks clear, so you quickly dash out into the hall<<if $outfitState is "gone">>, holding a hand over your crotch and another across your chest as you run to shield your body<</if>>.<</if>> A few girls hanging out in the main hall laugh as you pass by, but you make it back to your dorm fine. You<<if $outfitState is "gone">> frantically<</if>> unlock the door and step inside. Emma is oddly still nowhere to be found, but right now that's a relief. You grab your towel and head straight into the bathroom to wash off. <<if $outfitState is "gone">>You turn on the shower and step right in, flinching a little from the splash of cold water before it properly heats up.<<elseif $outfitState is "damaged">>You turn on the shower and start to peel off what's left of your clothes while it heats up. <<if $outfit is "light">>You sigh as you look at the torn skirt before throwing it in the trash--so much for your new outfit.<<else>> After throwing the sad tangle of fabric into the trash, you step into the warm stream of water.<</if>><<else>>You turn on the shower and take off your ruined clothes while it heats up. <<if $outfit is "light">>You pause to think about it for a moment, but ultimately decide the outfit isn't worth the effort to try and salvage, tossing it in the trash before stepping into the warm stream of water.<<else>>Not feeling like there's much point in trying to salvage them, you toss them in the trash, then step into the warm stream of water.<</if>><</if>> The slimy coating Sunny's insides left all over you gets gently washed away, trickling off your skin and down into the drain. You take your time getting clean, thoroughly rinsing yourself off before applying a generous amount of soap to combat the smell.<<if $emmaRel > 2>> It mostly works for you personally, but Emma probably won't be happy the next time she uses the room.<</if>> Once you're completely clean, you get out of the shower, dry off, and head into the room to get changed. With Emma still gone, you just grab the first halfway decent outfit you can find and throw it on right there in the main room. It's well past a reasonable time to bother showing up for class, so you just drop back onto your bed.<<set $outfit to "normal">><<set $outfitState to "normal">> <<if ($day3HuntSam != "none") and ($day3HuntSam != "denied")>>You quickly spring back up, suddenly remembering your plan with Sam. There should still be plenty of time to get there, and you don't want to leave Sam hanging, so you rush out the door to meet up with her. [[Go join the ambush->After Class- Hunting With Sam]]<<else>>You lay there and waste some time on your phone, not entirely sure what you want to do with your time. After a while you get bored and decide to just head to lunch a little early. [[Head to lunch->September 4th- Lunch Alone]] <</if>>

<<Time 10.5>>You rush out into the hall, hurrying back to where you left the two of them. You head down by the dorms, up the stairs, and turn the corner to the bridge. There, you're immediately confronted with pretty much exactly what you expected. In the spot where you left her and Emma stands Sam, sporting a large, squirming belly and crossing her arms. "Sam, you didn't..." you say, touching a hand to your forehead as you walk over to her. She jumps forward a little, startled by your voice. A distinct sloshing sound comes from her gut from the movement. You can hear all kinds of groaning and gurgling coming from the bloated orb of flesh hanging off of her, the bulges disrupting the surface starting to soften and round out. This clearly happened not long after you left, Emma must have tried to fight out on her own for a while before calling you in. "H-Hey $name! I thought you had class?" Sam says. She has a nervous grin and a wide-eyed look. You notice her clench her stomach muscles, pulling her gut in a little and making the bulge of your roommate much more defined. "What brings you back here?" Her voice is a little strained. "What do //you// think?" you say, narrowing your eyes. "Oh, you don't think..?" she says. She gently smacks the front of her gut. "Ha, don't worry this is just--" The words catch in her throat and she suddenly brings a hand to her mouth. She seems to struggle for a little while and tries to swallow, but with a gagging cough something comes flying out of her mouth and lands on the ground with a splat. It's followed out by a loud belch from Sam as she finally lets her gut relax again. You look down at the offending object: It's a familiar blue tank top, drenched in stomach acid and sporting a few holes. "Uh, heh, don't you hate when that happens?" Sam says sheepishly. "<<print $name.toUpperCase()>>!" Emma shrieks from inside of her. You can see her starting to struggle pretty furiously, the bulges in Sam's gut shifting and stretching. "Thank god, she's crazy!" \ <<link "Blow up at Sam">><<replace "#choice">>"Are. You. Fucking. //Kidding me// Sam!" you growl, clenching your fists. "Let her out //right now//!" "Geez, take it //*urp*// easy!" Sam says, taking a step back. "Alright, so //maybe// I--" "What the hell were you thinking? I can't //believe// you," you say, stepping right in front of her and placing a hand on her gut. Emma shifts a little from your touch. "I was trying to help you! You were in such a shitty mood about not having any friends that I thought I'd introduce you to //literally the friendliest person I know//, and you eat her the second I leave? Get her out of there!" "I don't need to //*urp*// take this!" Sam says, starting to glare at you. "She's the one that--" "Sam, don't turn this into a real fight," you say, pushing a little harder on her gut. "Just spit her out." Sam glares at you for a few seconds, the air heavy with tension. Finally she rolls her eyes and motions for you to back up. "Fine. whatever..." she grumbles. She pushes in and up on her gut, bending over as she squeezes Emma tight. Her face contorts a little, clearly struggling. You doubt she's well versed in letting her prey back out. After a little while she makes an odd grunt and her throat bulges. It's a bit slow, but you watch as Emma's acid drenched body slides out of her lips and joins her shirt on the floor. She's down to just her dark blue underwear<<if $emmaInjured>>, holding her injured arm protectively<</if>>. "Thank you $name..." she pants, sitting up. She freezes for a moment, then frantically starts to try and wipe Sam's stomach acid off of her. "Ohhh gross gross!" she shouts, taking off down the hall toward your dorm as soon as she gets to her feet.<<if $emmaRel < 3>> <<Emma 1>><</if>> "There, you happy?" Sam says, scowling. You sigh. "Sam, come on. Why did you ever think that was a good idea?" "Shut up, you're the one that brought me to her," she says, looking away from you. "Just go. Have fun with your real friend." <<Sam -1>> You sigh again. Still angry with her and not feeling like you're going to get anywhere here, you decide to just listen to her. "I'll see you later..." you say, turning to go check on Emma. [[Head to your dorm->Sam Meets Emma- Aftermath]]<</replace>><</link>> <<link "Play it cool">><<replace "#choice">>"Yeah, sometimes your body just isn't on your side," you say with a shrug. "I guess I should have known this would happen. How is it in there Emma?" "It's super gross! Make her spit me up!" Emma shouts, stirring up some sloshing as she writhes against Sam's stomach. "She wouldn't shut up, so I decided to put my money where my mouth was about eating random classmates being totally fine," Sam explains, patting the front of her gut. "I think it //*uuurp*// worked pretty well." "I mean, this //is// a pretty convincing argument," you say, resting a hand on the warm surface of her belly. "Emma, any rebuttal?" Emma pushes back hard against your hand, making Sam wince and stumble a little. "$name this is serious! There's already acid up to my belly button!" "You know $name, having a dorm all to yourself is pretty nice," Sam says, giving Emma a little squeeze. "Oh yeah?" you say, bringing a hand to your chin like you're really thinking about the possibility. "She did wake me up early that one day..." "<<print $name.toUpperCase()>>!" comes a muffled shriek from Sam's stomach. "Alright but seriously, let her out Sam," you say. "Oh come on, she deserves it." "Sam. She's my friend and my roommate," you say, giving her a look. "You had your fun." "Fiiiine," Sam sighs. She pushes in and up on her gut, bending over as she squeezes Emma tight. Her face contorts a little, clearly struggling. You doubt she's well versed in letting her prey back out. After a little while she makes an odd grunt and her throat bulges. It's a bit slow, but you watch as Emma's acid drenched body slides out of her lips and joins her shirt on the floor. She's down to just her dark blue underwear<<if $emmaInjured>>, holding her injured arm protectively<</if>>. She sits up pretty quickly, panting and looking very upset. She freezes for a moment, then frantically starts to try and wipe Sam's stomach acid off of her. "Ohhh gross gross!" she shouts, taking off down the hall toward your dorm as soon as she gets to her feet. <<Emma -1>> "I wasn't really gonna digest her, you know," Sam says. "Yeah, once there was no way I wouldn't know it was //you// that did it, you weren't going to digest her," you say, smirking at her. "Hey, that's not... Yeah alright, you know me pretty well already," she laughs. <<if $samRel > 2>>She looks off to the side, rubbing the back of her neck. "So... she's really a friend of yours and not just someone you got stuck with?" "Yeah, she's really fun to be around. If you'd given her a chance." "Right... Then uh, sorry about that, she was just really starting to get on my nerves," she says. "Between you and me, she was actually giving me a pretty hard time in there. You probably don't have to worry about her much even with that wimpy attitude." "Oh my, was the mighty Sam McKenn almost brought low by a mere freshman?" you tease. "Shut up!" she laughs. "...are we cool?" "Yeah, we're fine, just don't try to eat my friends again," you say, giving her a smile. "Emma's probably not gonna want to see you again though. I should probably go check on her..." "Ha, have fun with that," Sam says. "I'll see you around."<<else>>"So... what now?" "Now, I should probably go check on Emma," you say. "I'll see you later." "See ya."<<if $samRel < 2>> <<Sam 1>><</if>><</if>> [[Head to your dorm->Sam Meets Emma- Aftermath]]<</replace>><</link>> <<link "Resolve this calm and rationally">><<replace "#choice">>"Sam, please spit my roommate out," you say, keeping calm. "No way, she brought this on herself," Sam says, squeezing her gut a little. You watch Emma thrash against her. "I'm just proving my //*urp*// point." You sigh. "Alright, so what happened after I left? Other than the obvious." "She wouldn't drop it and kept insisting I was in the wrong for eating some random girl. She called me a monster!" Sam says. "So I took--" "I DID NOT!" Emma shouts from inside her. "You may as well have!" Sam says, glaring at her gut. "I'm not dumb, it's what you were thinking. I'm not a bad person." "Well good people don't eat someone just because they disagree with them!" Emma protests. Sam scowls and smacks her gut. "Alright, everyone calm down," you say. "Emma, this //is// a vore school, you should probably expect more active predators like Sam to be the norm rather than calling them out." "Yeah," Sam says with a grin, shaking her gut a little. "But Sam," you sigh. "You can't just eat people to win an argument, you're better than that. And you were being pretty rude in the part I //was// here for, so you can't pretend you were totally innocent. Please let her out." "Fine. If she apologizes." "Sam, come on..." "Ok, I'm sorry Sam," Emma says. Her voice is muffled, but you're impressed by the fact she actually sounds completely genuine. "I didn't mean to insult you, I guess I just..." There's a loud groan from Sam's gut and her voice falters for a moment. "Just got a little defensive." You smile. "And Sam?" "I'm sorry I didn't take her phone before I swallowed her," Sam sneers. She pushes in and up on her gut, bending over as she squeezes Emma tight. Her face contorts a little, clearly struggling. You doubt she's well versed in letting her prey back out. After a little while she makes an odd grunt and her throat bulges. It's a bit slow, but you watch as Emma's acid drenched body slides out of her lips and joins her shirt on the floor. She's down to just her dark blue underwear<<if $emmaInjured>>, holding her injured arm protectively<</if>>. "Thanks..." Emma says, panting as she sits up. She freezes for a moment, then frantically starts to try and wipe Sam's stomach acid off of her. "Ohhh gross gross!" she shouts, taking off down the hall toward your dorm as soon as she gets to her feet. "Ugh, it's gonna take forever to get this taste out of my mouth," Sam grumbles. "Right... Look, I should probably go check on Emma," you say. "Yeah, whatever." "I'll see you later," you sigh. [[Head to your dorm->Sam Meets Emma- Aftermath]]<</replace>><</link>>

<<Time 10.75>>You follow the fading trail of slimy footprints downstairs and back to your dorm. The faint sound of the shower running fills the air when you open the door. Assuming she's going to take her time in there, you lock the door behind you and plop down onto your bed. At this point it seems like you won't be returning to class, but you're sure you aren't missing much important. Eventually, Emma steps out of the bathroom, sighing<<if !$emmaInjured>> as she flicks her still mildly wet hair back<</if>>. She seems a little startled when she sees you. "Oh, $name, I thought you would have gone back to class," she says, heading over to get her phone from her bedside table. "I wanted to make sure you were alright," you say. "I'm, uh, sorry about all that..." "<<if $emmaRel > 1>>Thanks, but it's<<else>>It's<</if>> not your fault," she says. "I am a little surprised you're friends with someone like that though." "Oh, she's not usually that bad, but in hindsight I guess I should have known you'd be pretty incompatible," you say. <<if $emmaInjured>>"How's your arm?" "Not as bad as I would have thought," Emma replies. She sighs and looks down at it--the burned area looks a little redder than before. "It was stinging really bad... inside her, though." "I'm really sorry, I never thought she would go and do that."<<else>>"I really didn't think she would go and do that."<</if>> "<<if $emmaRel >1>>Hey, come on, I told you, that whole mess wasn't your fault<<else>>It's fine, it's over now<</if>>," she says with a little smile. "But listen, I've gotta go. I told some girls I met at breakfast I would meet up with them before class and I'm already running late. I'll see you later<<if $emmaRel > 1>>!<<else>>.<</if>>" "Oh, see ya!<<if $emmaRel > 3>> Stay safe!<</if>>" you say, waving to her as she leaves. Left on your own, you lay back on your bed and waste some time on your phone, not feeling like returning for what little remains of class. Getting bored, you decide to just head out and grab lunch. [[Head to lunch->September 4th- Lunch Alone]]

<<Time 12.25>><<set $aliceRelation1 to 3>><<set $wearingAliceNecklace to false>><<set $aliceNecklace to false>><<set $eatenByAliceDay4 to true>><<set $predName to "Alice">><<set $predSS to 40>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "After Class_PreyStruggle">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "After Class(TEXT)">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "Necklace_Actions">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Eaten by Alice- Escape">>You filter out into the hall with the rest of your classmates. You're eager to get to lunch, but you decide to stop back at your dorm first to see if Emma is around. However, you find the room empty when you arrive. <<if $emmaRel > 1>>Slightly concerned that you haven't really seen much of her today, you shoot her a text. She quickly lets you know that she just has class right now. Too hungry to wait another hour for her, you head back into the hall to grab lunch alone.<<else>>Shrugging, you just head back into the hall to grab lunch alone instead.<</if>> <<if $minaEnd is "alive">><<set $minaSaved += 1>>You decide to head through Karbo and across the courtyard to get to the dining hall, since it's a nice day out. As you near the main hallway, however, you hear some kind of commotion going on. Turning the corner, you find the source: Just a short ways down the hall is Mina, backed up against a wall and surrounded by three girls. To make matters worse, <<if $metCassidy>>it's Alice and her lackeys that have her cornered<<elseif $metBetty>>you recognize two of the girls as Alice and Betty<<else>>Alice is one of the ones that has her cornered<</if>>. You grin, quickly adjusting to make sure her necklace is on full display. "You have got to be the most pathetic thing I've ever seen!" Alice laughs. "Did they let you in as a joke?" "Hey Alice!" you call out. "Looks like you finally found someone on your skill level!" She flips her head to you, glaring. "You really must have--"<<else>>You decide to head through Karbo and across the courtyard to get to the dining hall, since it's a nice day out. As you turn the corner, however, <<if !$metBetty>>you spot three girls coming your way. You recognize one of them as Alice.<<elseif !$metCassidy>> you spot three girls coming your way, two of them familiar. It's Alice and Betty, with a third girl you don't recognize.<<else>>you spot a familiar group of three girls coming the other way. It's Alice and her two lackeys.<</if>> You grin, quickly adjusting to make sure her necklace is on full display. "Hey Alice!" you say as the girls approach. "You're looking a little better than the last time I saw you." "Hmm, how disappointing to see that you're still around. Why do you--"<</if>> She stops mid-sentence as her eyes lock on the jewelry around your neck. Absolute fury quickly floods onto her face. "Hey wait, isn't that--" <<if !$metCassidy>>one of the other girls<<else>>Cassidy<</if>> starts to say. "What the //hell// do you think you're doing!" Alice shouts, storming towards you. "How did you get that?"<<if $minaEnd is "alive">> While everyone is distracted, Mina starts to slowly sneak away from the group. You give her a little nod, watching as she scurries off to safety.<</if>> "Hmm? Oh, this little thing?" you say with a grin, looking down in mock confusion like you weren't sure what she was referring to. "Pretty, right? You should look into getting one, I think it would sui--" You're cut off as Alice shoves you so hard you barely stop yourself from falling over. "You worthless, garbage, rotten little //bitch//! How fucking dare you!" Alice roars. Her face is bright red and her eyes narrowed to a point. She makes a grab for you, but you jump back this time. "That necklace was for me! It's--" she huffs and closes her eyes. "It's //mine//. Give. It. //BACK//." "Wow, did you pull out your entire vocabulary for that one?" you tease, laughing at her tantrum. This is much more than you expected. "Finders keepers," you say with a smug look. That smugness quickly fades, however, when you back away from another swipe from Alice and bump into someone else. In your amusement, you'd forgotten about the other girls. "I hope that little bit of fun was worth it," <<if !$metBetty>>Betty<<else>>one of the other girls<</if>> sneers. She shoves you forward, straight into Alice's arms. "I've never seen her this pissed off." Alice shoves you back against the wall, gripping your arms painfully tight. "I'm going to make sure this hurts," she hisses. Before you can protest, she opens her mouth wide and pushes your head inside. She quickly swallows you down to your neck, pausing to retrieve her necklace before proceeding. You try to fight out of her grip, but she isn't giving you an inch. She moves quickly, your head plunging into the slimy depths of her stomach in record time. You feel yourself curling up inside her gut as more and more of you is packed down the tight tunnel of her throat. She's merciless in her rage, practically clawing at you whenever she shifts her grip to guide you into her eager maw. Soon enough, you're entirely sealed within the sweltering, humid confines of her body, one final gulp sending your feet down to join the rest of you. "//*UURRRUP*// Disgusting..." Alice says, immediately squeezing her stomach muscles tight around you. She keeps muttering all kinds of insults under her breath, along with a plethora of little belches from swallowing you down so fast. "Um, are you, like, okay Alice?" <<if $metCassidy>>Cassidy<<else>>one of the other girls<</if>> says. "Shut up, Cassidy," Alice huffs. She gives the side of her gut a firm smack, still gripping you tight with her stomach muscles. "I'm going to have to wash this now that she's tainted it..." "How did she even end up with it? I thought you just decided not to wear it today," <<if $metBetty>>Betty<<else>>the third girl<</if>> says. "It doesn't matter<<if !$metBetty>> Betty<</if>>, it's back where it belongs," Alice says, her voice slightly strained from the effort she's exerting to crush you. She grabs one of the bulges you're making and digs her fingers in deep. "Just like she's where she belongs. And she's never leaving."<<set $sceneAttack to 3>><<set $sceneDefense to 4>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "preyOptions">></div>

<<Time 12.75>><<if $acidStage > 1>>Not letting Cassidy's efforts dissuade you, you keep fighting against the flesh that confines you. You shove and kick against the slimy walls, until one blow seems to hit just the right spot and Alice's stomach shudders. Encouraged, you kick the same spot again, hard. The walls crush in around you. "Oh! Um, hang on, I totally got this!" Cassidy says. You feel her hands start to push in on you even harder from the outside, attempting to calm down Alice's gut. But you can tell it's already too late. Waves of pressure move up your body, her stomach desperate to be finished with this meal. "No..!" Alice groans. Another set of hands starts to push down on your head. "You're... staying put..." You feel your head push through into the tight tunnel of her throat, slowly but surely getting forced back up. Cassidy yelps and her hands pull away as Alice gets to her feet, further disorienting you while you're steadily being squeezed toward freedom. You can feel her trying to swallow you back, but all she's accomplishing is delaying the inevitable. Suddenly, she seems to finally give up and you feel yourself surge forward. To your surprise, you find yourself landing facefirst onto a tile floor as your body is ejected from hers. The slick digestive fluids coating you cause you to slide across the floor a little when the last of you is finally freed from her mouth. <<if $turn > 7>>You take a deep, gasping breath of the fresh air, shivering a little from the drastic change in temperature. You can immediately tell that the brutal efforts of her stomach have left you completely naked.<<else>>You cough and shakily push yourself up a little. Her stomach did a serious number on your outfit, leaving you in just your underwear with something that looks like it used to be your shirt laying next to you.<</if>> Looking around, you find you're in the hallway. You're startled by the sound of a door slamming right in front of you. Whipping your head around to the source, you realize that you must be just outside of Alice's dorm, further confirmed by the cursing you can hear coming from the other side. You slightly grin to yourself--she must not have wanted you to be able to get a word in about beating her. You slowly ease yourself up onto your feet, your body still adjusting a bit. Pausing to let your head clear a little, you look at the room number: L202. Could be useful info to have later. Just as you start to move, you lock eyes with someone and freeze. A little ways down the hall is a girl giving you a blank stare, mouth slightly open.<<set $aliceDorm to true>> "Um, excuse me..." you mumble, <<if $turn > 7>>blushing and <</if>>scurrying away over the bridge.<<else>>Refusing to let her have the satisfaction of keeping you down, you keep fighting against the flesh that confines you. You shove and kick against the slimy walls, until one blow seems to hit just the right spot and Alice's stomach shudders. Encouraged, you kick the same spot again, hard. The walls crush in around you. "Uh-oh, are you, like, okay Alice?" you hear Cassidy ask.<<if $acidStage is 0>> <<if $eatenByBetty>>"Seriously?" Betty grunts. "After all that talk of how pathetic I was the other day?"<<else>>"Wow, that <<if $fat > 34>>fatass<<else>>bitch<</if>> beat you //already//?" Betty laughs. "That's pretty sad."<</if>><</if>> Alice clutches her gut, desperate to keep you down, but you can tell it's already too late. Waves of pressure move up your body, her stomach desperate to be finished with this meal. You feel your head push through into the tight tunnel of her throat, slowly but surely getting forced back up. "No..!" Alice grunts, desperately trying to swallow you back down. <<if $aliceRelation1 > 2>>You can even feel her trying to push the bulge of your head back down with her hand as you slowly inch toward freedom. "You need to... pay..!"<</if>> Finally, the discomfort seems to get to her and she gives up, sending you rushing out of her mouth and onto the cold floor of the hallway.<<if $turn > 2>>You cough and shakily push yourself up a little, feeling lightheaded. Her stomach did a serious number on your outfit, leaving you in pretty much just your underwear. <<if ($outfit is "uniform") or ($outfit is "light")>>Some semblance of your skirt is still around your waist, but whatever was still maintaining its integrity breaks from the slightest movement of your legs, making it fall off into the puddle of digestive fluids.<<else>>What used to be your shorts are still clinging to your hips, but they're so full of holes that you might as well not be wearing them.<</if>> Worried you might still be in danger, you get to your feet as quickly as you can.<<else>>You quickly get up on your feet, ready for more trouble. Other than being drenched in digestive fluids, you're more or less fine.<</if>> "Ew..." Cassidy says. She walks over to Alice and pats her on the back. "Are you, like, alright?" "//DON'T// touch me!" Alice hisses between coughing, shoving Cassidy away. <<if $aliceRelation1 > 2>>"Well, someone's got a temper," you jeer<<else>>"See? Told you it wouldn't be long," you laugh<</if>>, starting to slowly back away towards your dorm.<<if $eatenByAlice or $eatenByAliceCookout>> "I think that's two for two now Alice, in case you weren't keeping track."<</if>> <<if $acidStage is 0>>"So much for the great Alice Mercato," Betty sneers. "<<if $aliceRelation1 < 3>>All that work to feed her to you and s<<else>>S<</if>>he was only down for a couple minutes..." Alice glares at her, slightly hunched over still from the pain of your escape. "Shut the hell up, //Beatrice//, or you're going to be her replacement." Betty's face contorts and flares up red. "How did you..? //Urgh//, don't fucking call me that!" While the two of them are squabbling, you hurry off down the hall to your dorm.<<else>>"Oh, can I try eating her?" Cassidy says, glancing back and forth between you and Alice. "Absolutely not," Alice growls, slightly hunched over still from the pain of your escape. "An embarrassment like you wouldn't stand a chance keeping her down." She glares at you. "This isn't over $name." "Yeah, yeah," you say, rolling your eyes. "Enjoy the stomachache." You hurry off down the hall toward your dorm.<</if>><</if>><<if $aliceRel > -5>> <<if $aliceRel < -3>><<Alice -1>><<elseif ($aliceRelation1 > 2) and ($aliceRel > -3)>><<Alice -3>><<else>><<Alice -2>><</if>><</if>> <<include "playerPreyEscape">>[[Hurry back to your dorm->Eaten by Alice- Recovery]]<<set $metAlice to true>>

<<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "strong">> <<if $eatenByAlice or $eatenByAliceCookout>> <<append "#digestion">> Refusing to let yourself get digested after already making it out of this stomach once, you start to kick and shove at the walls of Alice's stomach with all of your might. How dare she think she can get away with this twice! You put your rage into your blows, grunting from the effort as you thrash. <<if $acidStage < 2>>Alice stops in her tracks and lightly clutches her gut. <</if>>You hear the flesh surrounding you whine in protest. "I told you Alice, I got out once, I'll do it again!" you yell. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<case "damaged">> <<if ($healthThreshold is 1) and ($eatenByAlice or $eatenByAliceCookout)>> <<append "#digestion">> Your breathing is getting heavy, the relentless assault of her stomach starting to wear you down. Your body tingles and burns all over, your muscles feeling weak. Her stomach is eager to play for keeps this time, the slick walls kneading against you harder and harder. @@color:red;Maybe your first escape didn't matter in the end...@@ <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<case "progress">> <<if $progress is 2>> <<append "#digestion">> The stomach walls suddenly start to tense up, shuddering a little as they try to push you into a more manageable position. Alice grips the bottom of her gut<<if $acidStage < 2>>, stopping in her tracks<</if>>. After a brief moment, things return to normal, but a loud groan rips through the entire chamber. "Are you, like, okay Alice? That didn't sound good!" Cassidy chimes in. "Of course I'm fine, how could //*urp*// such a worthless //*uuurrrp*// meal ever bother me," Alice huffs.<<if $acidStage is 0>> "<<if $eatenByBetty>>If she got out of me, she can get out of you," you faintly hear Betty grumble<<else>>Very convincing..." you faintly hear Betty say<</if>>.<</if>> @@color:chartreuse;You're wearing her down, keep pushing!@@ <</append>> <<elseif $progress is 3>> <<append "#digestion">> "//*MMmh!*//" Alice grunts, suddenly leaning forward and wrapping her arms around you. The walls of her stomach quiver against your efforts, clamping down hard all around you. Waves of pressure attempt to push you upward, one of your hands eventually managing to break back through into her esophagus. The top of your head starts to slide through the opening, but you can feel her frantically trying to swallow you back down, waves of tight pressure squeezing against your arm. "Come on, just give up..!" you grunt, your words slurred by the tight grip of her insides. Unfortunately, her stomach gently returns to normal, and despite your best efforts your arm slides back down to join the rest of you. "You're just my food, bitch," Alice growls, panting a little. "You're //never// coming back out." @@color:lime;Keep it up, she can't hold out much longer!@@ <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<default>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</switch>>

<<set _roll to random((-2 * $aliceRel), 20)>> <<if ($turn is 1) and ($eatenByAlice or $eatenByAliceCookout)>> <<append "#digestion">> <<set $predAction to "crush">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> You feel a light pressure on either side of you, the imprint of Alice's hands rubbing against you through the walls. Then, suddenly, she pushes in hard, painfully squeezing you from both sides. You can feel her arms trembling a little from how much force she's putting into it. "You think smug little comments are going to help you?" she hisses, tightening her stomach muscles to up the pressure even more. "You're never getting back out. My body's going to churn you into paste like the pathetic mess you are." <</append>> <<elseif ($turn is 1) and ($aliceRel > 0)>> <<append "#digestion">> <<set $predAction to "tease">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> "This is just so disappointing," Alice says. You feel her push the side of her gut, making you gently sway back and forth with it. "I was almost starting to think you might be useful to have around. Can you believe that? //*urp*//" "//*Pfft*//, you really thought that mess was worth something?" you hear the muffled voice of Betty say with a laugh. "I keep you around, don't I?" Alice sneers. She pushes you again from the other side, continuing to gently bat her gut back and forth as it hangs off of her, making your surroundings jiggle softly. It's mildly annoying, and a grumble from her stomach tells you it feels the same. <</append>> <<elseif $acidStage > 1>> <<set $predAction to "massage">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $progress > 2>> <<set $predAttack += 2>> <<set $predDefense += 1>> <<set _incomingDamage to random(2,3)>> "Just //*urp*// give up already, bitch!" Alice grunts. You can feel the stomach walls tensing up around you, her stomach muscles gently squeezing you on top of Cassidy's ceaseless massaging. An extra pressure juts in, Alice starting to rub her own hands into her gut as well, pushing them in deep. "You're //*uuuURP*// wasting my time!" <<elseif _roll > 10>> Cassidy is going all out on her massage. You feel her hands pushing in hard, rubbing and kneading against your body as they slide all over the surface of Alice's belly. You hear Alice let out a contented sigh and feel her ease back a little as she's soothed by the girl's efforts. <<else>> "Not terrible, but go a little lower," Alice commands. Cassidy obliges and you feel her push in deep against your back. She continues to work her hands over you, easing the stomach walls around you and working the acids into your skin. <</if>> <</append>> <<elseif $progress < 2>> <<if _roll > 18>> <<if $aliceRel < -1>> <<append "#digestion">> <<set $predAction to "crush">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> The stomach walls suddenly crush in on you, Alice stopping in her tracks to squeeze you tight. There's a sort of rhythmic pressure to it, like she's slightly easing her grip only to squeeze at full strength again right when you start to adjust. It's very difficult to move, the slimy walls pounding against your body. "I hope it hurts~" Alice says, running a hand along her gut. <</append>> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "crush">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <</if>> <<elseif _roll > 14>> <<set $predAction to "squeeze">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <<elseif _roll > 9>> <<if $aliceRel < -1>> <<append "#digestion">> <<set $predAction to "taunt">> <<set _predActionIntensity to 0>> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> "You seem like you're enjoying it in there," Alice laughs. You feel her pat your back through her gut. "I wouldn't put it past a freak like you to enjoy getting //*urp*// digested." "I bet she's excited!" Cassidy's muffled voice chirps. You feel fingers tapping against you through the wet flesh of her stomach. "Cause she gets to hang out with us for a while!" "It doesn't matter how she feels about it, she's serving the only role she's useful for," Alice laughs, giving you a light smack. <</append>> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "taunt">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <</if>> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "distracted">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <</if>> <<elseif $progress < 3>> <<if $counter is 0>> <<append "#digestion">> <<set $counter to 1>> <<set $predAction to "crush">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> "Honestly," Alice hisses. "You're even more pathetic than I thought." She wraps her arms around her belly and squeezes tight, heavily restricting your movement. You can feel her straining to put as much pressure on you as she can, the acid-slick walls crushing in against your body. "You think you //*Urrp*// have any hope of getting out? Feeling you squirm like it's worth something is just sad," she says, squeezing even tighter for a moment to punctuate her statement. <</append>> <<elseif _roll > 15>> <<if $aliceRel < -1>> <<append "#digestion">> <<set $predAction to "crush">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> The stomach walls suddenly crush in on you, Alice stopping in her tracks to squeeze you tight. There's a sort of rhythmic pressure to it, like she's slightly easing her grip only to squeeze at full strength again right when you start to adjust. It's very difficult to move, the slimy walls pounding against your body. "I've had more than enough of you," Alice says, gripping the bulge of your arm hard with one hand. "Sit still and digest." <</append>> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "crush">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <</if>> <<elseif _roll > 10>> <<set $predAction to "shake">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <<elseif $lastAction != "brace">> <<set $predAction to "squeeze">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <<else>> <<append "#digestion">> <<set $predAction to "taunt">> <<set _predActionIntensity to 0>> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> "Aw, are you cowering like a good little girl in there?" Alice laughs. She pushes down on the bulge your head is making in her gut, pressing your face into your knees. "What happened to all that fight? Did you finally learn your place?" She gives your head an extra hard shove before letting go, adding an extra smack to the side of her belly. "Good." <</append>> <</if>> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "crush">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <</if>>

<<set _roll to random((-2 * $aliceRel), 20)>> <<if $turn is 1>> <<append "#digestion">> <<set $predAction to "crush">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> "The sooner you're gone, the better," Alice hisses at you. "But do try to hang on a little, you deserve to suffer for that." While you're already struggling against the pressure from her stomach muscles, you feel her wrap her arms around her belly. She squeezes tight, restricting your movement even more and painfully compressing your body. You can feel her straining to put as much pressure on you as she can, the acid-slick walls crushing in against your body. <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 2>> <<append "#digestion">> <<set $sceneAttack to 2>> <<set $sceneDefense to 2>> <<set $predAction to "rest">> Finally, Alice lets go and her stomach muscles relax, though you can still feel her putting a little pressure on you. She subtly takes a deep breath, clearly exhausted from putting in that much effort to punish you. Your world starts to gently bob and shake as she begins walking down the hall. "Barely even worth being a meal," Alice says, smacking the side of her gut. "You should just give up, if you're even still breathing in there." <</append>> <<elseif $lastAction is "strong">> <<append "#digestion">> <<set $predAction to "crush">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> The stomach walls suddenly crush in on you<<if $progress < 2>>, Alice stopping in her tracks to squeeze you tight<</if>>. There's a sort of rhythmic pressure to it, like she's slightly easing her grip only to squeeze at full strength again right when you start to adjust. It's very difficult to move, the slimy walls pounding against your body. "Pathetic. Do you really think there's any chance for you to get out of there?" Alice says, running a hand along her gut. "No amount of struggling is going to get you out of the punishment you deserve." <</append>> <<elseif $progress > 2>> <<set $predAction to "crush">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <<elseif $acidStage > 1>> <<set $predAction to "massage">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $progress > 2>> <<set $predAttack += 2>> <<set $predDefense += 1>> "Just //*urp*// give up already, bitch!" Alice grunts. You can feel the stomach walls tensing up around you, her stomach muscles gently squeezing you on top of Cassidy's ceaseless massaging. An extra pressure juts in, Alice starting to rub her own hands into her gut as well, pushing them in deep. "You're //*uuuURP*// wasting my time!" <<elseif _roll > 10>> Cassidy is going all out on her massage. You feel her hands pushing in hard, rubbing and kneading against your body as they slide all over the surface of Alice's belly. You hear Alice let out a contented sigh and feel her ease back a little as she's soothed by the girl's efforts. <<else>> "Not terrible, but go a little lower," Alice commands. Cassidy obliges and you feel her push in deep against your back. She continues to work her hands over you, easing the stomach walls around you and working the acids into your skin. <</if>> <</append>> <<elseif $lastAction is "brace">> <<append "#digestion">> <<set $predAction to "taunt">> <<set _predActionIntensity to 0>> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> "Aw, are you cowering like a good little girl in there?" Alice laughs. She pushes down on the bulge your head is making in her gut, pressing your face into your knees. "What happened to all that fight? Did you finally learn your place?" She gives your head an extra hard shove before letting go, adding an extra smack to the side of her belly. "Good." <</append>> <<elseif $lastAction is "rest">> <<set $predAction to "shake">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <<else>> <<if _roll > 10>> <<set $predAction to "crush">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "squeeze">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <</if>> <</if>>

You rush through the halls, eager to get back to your dorm so that you can clean yourself up. It's oddly barren for being around lunch time, <<if $outfitState is "gone">>so you don't have to worry about prying eyes<<else>>so you don't run into any more trouble on your way back<</if>>. When you arrive at the door to your room, you quickly head inside, grabbing a towel and going straight for the shower. <<if $outfitState is "gone">>You turn on the shower and step right in, flinching a little from the splash of cold water before it properly heats up.<<elseif $outfitState is "damaged">>You turn on the shower and start to peel off what's left of your clothes while it heats up. After throwing the sad tangle of fabric into the trash, you step into the warm stream of water.<<else>>You turn on the shower and take off your ruined clothes while it heats up. <<if $outfit is "light">>You pause to think about it for a moment, but ultimately decide the outfit isn't worth the effort to try and salvage, tossing it in the trash before stepping into the warm stream of water.<<else>>Not feeling like there's much point in trying to salvage them, you toss them in the trash, then step into the warm stream of water.<</if>><</if>> The slimy coating Alice's insides left all over you gets gently washed away, trickling off your skin and down into the drain. You take your time getting clean, thoroughly rinsing yourself off before applying a generous amount of soap to combat the smell.<<if $emmaRel > 2>> It mostly works for you personally, but Emma probably won't be happy the next time she uses the room.<</if>> Once you're completely clean, you get out of the shower, dry off, and head into the room to get changed. With Emma still gone, you just grab the first halfway decent outfit you can find and throw it on right there in the main room. Feeling refreshed, you check the time. You've still got about an hour for lunch, and after fighting your way out of a stomach you're even hungrier than before.<<set $outfit to "normal">><<set $outfitState to "normal">> <<if $minaEnd is "alive">>[[Go to lunch->September 4th- Lunch Mina]]<<else>>[[Go to lunch->September 4th- Lunch Alone]]<</if>>

<<set $ateCassidy to true>><<set $cassidyEaten to true>><<set $pacifist to false>><<set $aliceKey to true>><<set $preyName to "Cassidy">><<set $preyHealthMax to 24>><<set $preyResilience to 0>><<set $preyFrustration to 0>><<set $preyExhaustion to 0>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "Cassidy_PredActions">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "Cassidy_Struggle">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "Cassidy(TEXT)">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Eat Cassidy- Failure">><<set $preySize to 5>><<set $fullness += $preySize>>\ "Yep, that's exactly right, good job!" you say with a devious grin. You take a step closer and lick your lips. Sam sighs and grabs Cassidy's arms from behind. <<if $day3HuntSam is "dodged">>"Fine, but you owe me one sometime..." she mutters.<<else>>"This one's too easy for me anyways," she says.<</if>> "Hey..!" Cassidy says, pouting. "I'm starting to think you didn't really lose your phone!" "Fucking... $name just get the key so I can put her out of her misery," Sam sighs. "Oh, uh, right..." you say, your gaze drifting down to Cassidy's ample chest. You pause, not entirely comfortable rifling through someone's bra while they're being restrained like this. "Come on, I've gotta do everything around here..." Sam says. In one quick, fluid motion, she lets go of Cassidy with one hand and grabs the left side of her top from below, hooking her fingers under the cup of her bra and pulling outward. The key drops out and clatters to the floor, Cassidy's top left disheveled. "Why was that so natural for you..?" you say, noticing that the action was so efficient it looked rehearsed. "A lot of girls keep money in there," she offers with a shrug. You squint at her. She suddenly gets a very flustered look on her face, her cheeks subtly turning red as she turns her head away from you. She pushes Cassidy forward. "Uh, anyways, open up." Shrugging off the comment, you oblige and open your mouth. She shoves Cassidy's head into your mouth, her face sliding along your tongue towards your throat. Your eyes light up. "//Mmmm...//" you moan, licking her cheek. She tastes really good, a strong, creamy coconut flavor to her skin. "Alright, don't rub it in," Sam says with a slight grin. She nudges her forward a little more and you take your first swallow. Between you and Sam, Cassidy is helpless as she's slowly fed into your mouth. You take your time swallowing her down, savoring her flavor, much to Sam's irritation. When you get down to her chest, you start to strain a little against the mountains she's packing, but Sam steps in to help. She reaches around to grab them from behind, kneading the soft flesh down so you can fit them in easier. With a hard swallow, she's in up to her navel, her head starting to stretch out your stomach. "Here, let's make this a little easier..." Sam says, getting a firm hold on Cassidy's legs. She flips her up to be over your head, making her skirt fall down. Squealing in protest, Cassidy kicks her legs and manages to partially break Sam's grip, slightly grazing her head with one leg. "Ow!" Sam says, looking surprised but not actually hurt. "Alright you're on your own now..." You have no trouble without her at this point, leisurely gulping down Cassidy's legs as they flail above you. Your tongue runs along her thighs as her body slowly slides down to your gut, enjoying the rich flavor. When only her feet remain outside, you decide you've had your fill and slurp them up, sending the last of her to curl up into your stomach with one final gulp. "//*UUuurp*// Ah! She was delicious!" you say, patting your bloated belly. You lean back against a nearby desk. "Tasted like //*uuurp*// coconut. I guess that's why they call it sweet revenge!" Sam shakes her head at the joke. "She probably uses a lot of lotion, I've had prey like that before." "I do!" you hear Cassidy's muffled voice chime in. You can feel her shifting inside of you, but she isn't moving with much urgency. "You, like, gotta take care of your skin if you wanna look your best!" "I definitely appreciate the effort," you laugh. "Oh, don't forget about the key!" "Yeah, yeah," Sam says, crouching down to pick it up. She holds it up to take a look at it, then starts to hand it to you. When you go to grab it, however, she pulls back and smirks. "Next time I get to do the eating, got it?" "Fiiine," you sigh. "Just hand it over." "I'm gonna hold you to that!" she says, tossing the key to you with a grin. You take a look at it--"L202" is engraved on the side. You stow it with your own for now.<<set $aliceDorm to true>><<done>><<include $sceneActionsLink>><<replace "#actionReminder">><<PredActionReminder>><</replace>><</done>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "predOptions">></div>

<<set $samAteCassidy to true>><<set $cassidyEaten to true>><<set $aliceKey to true>>"Close, but not quite," you say, <<if $day3HuntSam is "promised">>remembering what you and Sam discussed when you came up with the plan<<else>>nodding at Sam<</if>>. She grabs Cassidy's arms from behind. "I did tell you I needed your help with something," Sam laughs. "That something just happens to be lunch." "Hey..!" Cassidy says, pouting. "I'm starting to think you didn't really lose your phone!" "Fucking... $name just get the key so I can put her out of her misery," Sam sighs. "Oh, uh, right..." you say, your gaze drifting down to Cassidy's ample chest. You pause, not entirely comfortable rifling through someone's bra while they're being restrained like this. "Come on, I don't want to stand here all day," Sam says, rolling her eyes. She pulls Cassidy back a little. "Here..." "Hey//mmph//!" Cassidy tries to say, suddenly finding her head encased by Sam's. She gives you a look, her lips sealing around the girl's neck. Taking a quick breath, you grab the front of Cassidy's top, fingers hooking behind her already partially exposed bra, and pull back. There's a muffled squeal of surprise from inside Sam's mouth. With the strap of her bra straining to resist your pull, you quickly reach in to fish out the key, finding it resting in the left cup right where she said it was. You let go, leaving her top disheveled, and pocket the key yourself. It's very warm. With your main goal completed, Sam moves on with claiming her end of the deal. She keeps Cassidy's arms pinned tight to her side as she starts to swallow her down, moving down over her shoulders in just a few gulps. You were expecting to have to help with her breasts, but Sam glides past them with ease. She's clearly a skilled predator, completely locking down Cassidy without you stepping in at all. Still feeling like you should assist in some way, you grab Cassidy's calves when Sam starts to bend over, slowly lifting the rest of her up overhead to make it easier on her. You let go and step back when her bulging gut starts to rub against you, watching as she gulps down her flailing legs in seconds. "//*UURP*// Whew, she tasted great!" Sam says, patting her gut. She drops back onto one of the desks with a contented sigh. "Very //*urp*// coconutty, bet she uses a lot of lotion." "I do!" you hear Cassidy's muffled voice chime in. Some of the bulges in Sam's gut start to shift, but not with much urgency. "You, like, gotta take care of your skin if you wanna look your best!" "It definitely made you a better meal," Sam laughs, leaning back. She shakes her belly. "Smooth and //*urp*// delicious. So $name, satisfied with your revenge? I sure am." "Mmh, not really yet. She was like the least involved, more of just collateral really," you say. You pull out the key you took from her and inspect it. "L202" is engraved on the side. "But we're getting closer."<<set $aliceDorm to true>> "No, I, like, held you down, remember? I was totally involved!" Cassidy says through Sam's gut. "Oh, thanks, you're right! You //do// deserve this!" you say with a laugh. You briefly run a hand over Sam's gut, stopping at the bulge of Cassidy's head to give it a gentle pat. "Well, as long as I get to keep doing the eating, I'm down to keep helping you deal with them," Sam says. "Although..." She squeezes her stomach muscles for a few seconds, tugging her Cassidy-laden gut in a little and pushing out a burp. "Are you gonna do anything in there? Flavor might have been good but this is weak." "It's, like... really tight in here, and slimy!" Cassidy says. "Moving around feels weeeird..." "She is unbelievable..." Sam sighs, pushing on the side of her belly. The girl inside is still only slightly shifting. "What's unbelievable is that you're apparently a theater kid," you laugh. "What the heck was that back there?" "What do you mean? It's called a con, you've never tricked your prey before?" Sam replies, giving you a somewhat grumpy look. "I just didn't expect you to totally transform like that." "Well, //someone// had me thinking we were going against a girl that was part of a skilled group that totally overpowered you and had the respect of '//The//' Alice Mercato, so I brought out my A game," Sam says. "But instead it turns out we were dealing with 'probably could have gotten her to crawl in herself' here." She smacks her gut and laughs. "Ah shit, we should have //*urp*// tried that! I totally could have convinced her to check for my phone in my stomach if I kept it up." "Nuh-uh!" Cassidy protests from inside of her. "Even I'm not that dumb!" "Oh, so you admit you //are// dumb though?" "That's... Hey!" There's finally a noticeable push from Cassidy in response to the insult. You can hear some sloshing sounds get kicked up by the motion. "You should, like, really let me out you know! Alice is gonna be //sooo// mad! She's probably, like, looking for me right now!" "You really think //Alice// is gonna rush to your rescue?" you say, prodding her through Sam's pale skin. "Of course! She's my... well..." She trails off and goes quiet for a little bit. "No, she won't." There's another brief pause, followed by a sudden burst of energy. "Because it's too dangerous to, like, go against you two alone! She's too smart for that... But she's gonna be sooo impressed when I get out on my own!" "Finally!" Sam says with a grin as her gut begins to thrash. Then she makes a sound like a hiccup and goes wide-eyed for a second. Touching a hand just beneath her throat, she leans forward. "Damn, did she beat you that quickly?" Sam shakes her head and rolls her eyes at you, still looking like she's really straining with something. Finally, you see a slight bulge move up her throat, followed by her coughing up the offending object. A pink, frilled bra flies out onto her gut and slowly slides off onto the floor, followed by a long belch. "There--//*UUurrp*//--finally," Sam sighs. "How does that even happen? I don't get it." "Beats me," you say with a shrug. You crouch down and pick up the slimy article of clothing, touching it as little as possible and holding it an arm's length away. It's frayed all over, even sporting a couple holes. Sam's stomach works fast. "I guess sometimes things are just perfectly lined--" You freeze as something catches your eye. You were poking fun at Cassidy for thinking she'd come, but you swear you just saw Alice looking in through the window on the door. It was just a quick glance before whoever it was left, but those eyes are hard to mistake. "Uh, $name? You still with me?" Sam says. "Oh, yeah, sorry," you say, shaking your head. "It's a little too late if //*urp*// you were thinking of keeping that for yourself," she says, slowly running her hands over her gut. Cassidy seems to already be slowing down again. "<<if $breastSize < 18>>You kidding? This thing's definitely too big for me anyways<<else>>Nah, not for me<</if>>," you reply. A grin spreads across your face. "I was thinking we could leave Alice a little souvenir, now that we know where she lives." "Heh, flat out provoking her? You're bolder than I thought, $name," Sam says with a grin of her own. "Let's do it, once she's digested a little."<<if $outfit is "goth">> There's a brief, awkward silence after agreeing to the plan. You notice Sam looking at you with slight confusion. "Alright I give up on being nice, I've gotta ask," she says. "What the //hell// are you wearing?" "Oh..." you say, looking down at the outfit Nadia left you with. You'd somewhat forgotten about it--it's actually rather comfortable. "Uh, I lost a bet?" "Oh, well I'm completely convinced then," Sam says, laughing under her breath. "Well the real reason is less believable, honestly," you say. "Long story //very// short, I lost a game of hangman." "Wow, they play hangman with some weird stakes around here," Sam says, looking very amused. "Tell me about it..."<</if>> The two of you keep chatting while Cassidy digests. You watch as Sam's gut steadily starts to smooth out, Cassidy's struggling slowing to a stop. Sam rubs her hands over it while you talk. Before long, there's no real identifiable bulges anymore, her stomach happily churning away at whatever's left inside. "Looks like we're about ready to make our delivery," you say, teasing her by pushing your hand into the front of her belly. It sinks nearly an inch into the warm, pillowy flesh. "//*UURRAP*// Oh yeah, she was done a while ago," Sam replies. "Well then what are we waiting for?" you say, picking up the discarded bra again. "Fine..." Sam sighs, pushing herself off the desk. Her gut jiggles a little with the impact. The two of you head out into the hall, making your way towards Lampton. Sam moves very slowly as she lugs her gut around, forcing you to take your time. She particularly drags her feet when it comes to going upstairs. Eventually, however, you arrive at your destination: Room L202. You carefully hang the pock-marked bra over the doorknob, then step back to admire your work. "There," you say. "She might not have been too bothered losing the idiot, but the taunt is really gonna piss her off." "You sure you don't wanna put it inside on her bed or something? Really send a message," Sam suggests. "I don't want her to know for sure I have the key until I make my move. Plus, she might be in there for all we know..." "Well if she is she knows now, but fair enough I guess," Sam says with a shrug. "Thanks for getting me in on this, got a pretty good meal out of it." She grabs her belly and gently shakes it. "I'm gonna go relax while I deal with the rest of her." "Thanks for the help!" you say as she turns to walk away. "Next time you need help taking someone out, you know who to call," she says, turning her head back to you with a sly grin. <<Sam 1>><<set $samPrey.push({name: "Cassidy", status: "minor", details: "none"})>> Watching her walk away, your own stomach growls. Suddenly remembering that you haven't eaten anything yet and you have another class starting soon, you turn to head for the dining hall. At least you're already close. [[Head to lunch->September 4th- Lunch Alone]]

<<Time 16>><<if $emmaRel > 0>><<if $emmaRel > 1>>"Hey Emma!" you say, going over to meet up with her. "How's it going?" <<if $samMeetEmma != "none">>"<<if $samMeetEmma is "ate">>Much b<<else>>B<</if>>etter than this morning," she says with a slight laugh. "What have you been up to? We haven't really talked much today."<<else>><<if $emmaInjured>>"Pretty great, look!" she says with a grin, holding up her injured arm. It's bandage free other than a single small bandaid. Most of the skin on the underside is pink and a few small patches look oddly shiny. "That cream is like magic, I'm pretty much fine already!" "Hey, nice!" you say, giving her a smile. "I bet it'll be totally gone tomorrow if I wrap it up again overnight," she says, pausing for a moment as her gaze lingers on her arm before continuing. <<else>>"Pretty great, it's been a good day so far," she replies, smiling. <</if>>"So what have you been up to? <<if $trialSavedByNadia>>I was really worried when you never came back last night.<<elseif $trialParticipant>>You gonna spill about whatever crazy party kept you out last night?<<else>>We haven't really talked much today.<</if>>"<</if>><<else>>You hurry out the door, hoping to catch up with her. Luckily, she hasn't gotten very far and you meet her pace right outside the room. "Hey Emma," you say. "Oh, hey $name!" she says. "Sorry I guess I could have waited for you. How's your day been? <<if $trialParticipant>>And what did you get up to last night? <<if $trialSavedByNadia>>I was pretty worried when you never came back to the dorm<<else>>Must have been pretty crazy with how you looked this morning<</if>>.<<elseif $samMeetEmma != "none">>Mine's been pretty good other than earlier.<<else>>Mine's been pretty good so far."<</if>><</if>> <<if $trialSavedByNadia>>"Oh, uh, sorry about worrying you like that, I'm fine," you say as the two of you start to head toward your dorm. "It's a... long story really," you say with a nervous laugh. "I ended up staying the night at someone else's dorm."<<if $unbirthedByNadia>> You don't feel it's necessary to get any more specific about //where// you spent the night.<</if>> "Ohhhh, I see.~ Hope you had a good time," Emma says, giving you a teasing nudge as you start blushing. "Does this long story explain your outfit? I hope you're not really going goth on me." "Haha, no, this is only for today, promise," you laugh. "Um, so are you excited about clubs? You're doing volleyball, right?" you ask, starting to feel uncomfortable discussing the topic.<<elseif $trialParticipant>>"Well, it was definitely crazy, but not really in a good way..." you say. You give her a brief explanation of the upperclassmen party you were forced into. She seems particularly <<if $eatenByZoeyMulti or $emmaInjured>>worried when you bring up Zoey's involvement<<else>>disturbed by your mention of being forcefed<</if>>. "Oh my god, that's awful! I'm so sorry you had to go through that $name," she says.<<if $emmaRel > 2>> "And here I spent the day thinking you were living it up last night without inviting me..."<</if>> "Eh, at least I made it out. I do vaguely remember having fun once I was completely wasted, so I guess it wasn't all bad?" you say. <<if $emmaRel > 1>>"Thanks by the way, you were a lifesaver this morning." "Oh good, I'm really glad that helped!" she beams. "Heh, I've become kind of an expert on dealing with stuff like that..." "You definitely knew what you were doing," you say, smiling back at her. <</if>>"So are you excited for clubs? You're doing volleyball, right?"<<else>>"<<if $samMeetEmma != "none">>Yeah, sorry again about that... <</if>>I've been doing <<if $eatenBySunny or $eatenByAliceDay4>>okay, had a bit of trouble earlier but nothing I couldn't handle," you say.<<elseif $ateCassidy>>pretty great, as you can see," you joke, patting your belly.<<else>>fine, been a pretty slow day," you say.<</if>> "So are you excited for clubs? You're doing volleyball, right?"<</if>> "Yep!" Emma replies as the two of you step into your room. <<if $emmaInjured>>"I don't know if I'll be able to play, 'cause this will definitely hurt if it gets slapped by a ball," she says, running her fingers over her burned arm. "But I'm sure I'll still have fun!<<else>>"I'm pumped, I bet it'll be a blast!<</if>> Dibs on the bathroom, by the way, gotta get changed." You watch as she quickly pulls some clothes out of her dresser, then disappears into the bathroom. It seems like barely a minute has passed by the time she flings the door back open with a big smile on her face. She's wearing a pretty loose white tank top with a few stripes of an orange gradient splashed across it, along with a pair of bright blue athletic shorts. "Ta-da! Sporty Emma is ready to go!" she says with a little laugh. "All the clubs start around the same time right? You gonna head out too?" <<if $club is "cooking">>"Actually, mine doesn't start until eight," you reply. "Oh, I guess they need the kitchen to be free to do Cooking Club, huh?" she says. "Well, I guess I'll see you later then, I'm off to the gym!" "Have fun!" you say with a wave as she heads out into the hall.<<else>>"Yep, I should probably get going too," you reply. "<<if $club is "swim">>It's even in the same building as yours, might as well head over together!<<else>>It's in a room in the main hall, so it should be right along the way you're heading.<</if>>"<</if>>\ <<else>>Once things have cleared out a little, you head out into the hall. You make your way back down to your dorm, not in any particular rush. <<if $club is "cooking">>Cooking club doesn't start until much later in the evening, so you have plenty of time.<<else>>Clubs don't start for another half hour, so there should be plenty of time to get ready still.<</if>> Just as you reach the door to your room, it swings open and Emma steps out. "Oh, hey $name!" she says. She's wearing a loose white tank top and bright blue athletic shorts.<<if $emmaInjured>> You notice that her arm isn't bandaged anymore, although there's still some clear pink splotches.<</if>> "I'm on my way to volleyball, have fun at your club!" "Thanks, you too," you say as she brushes past you and heads down the hall. You step into the room, closing the door behind you. Putting down your stuff, you double check the club email you got earlier. <<if $club is "cooking">>Since it doesn't start until eight, you've got some time to kill.<<else>>There isn't much sense in hanging around<<if $club is "swimming">>, and they said they'll have team swimsuits for you to change into there,<</if>> so you pretty much head straight back out of the room to get to club.<</if>>\ <</if>> <<if $club is "dungeon">>[[Go to Tabletop Club->September 4th- Tabletop Club]]<<elseif $club is "swim">>[[Go to swim practice->September 4th- Swim Club]]<<else>>You sit back on your bed and pull out your phone, starting to think about what to do with your time. <<if ($fullness + 6) > $maxFullCap>>With your hunger still sated by $lastPrey, you don't feel like there's any reason to hit the dining hall for dinner. With a shrug, you decide to just laze around until club. Getting into a comfortable position, you pull out your laptop to entertain yourself. You absentmindedly stroke the plush flesh of your still-full belly while you relax. The time seems to simply evaporate, as despite not even really recalling what you've been doing you suddenly notice that it's close to quarter of eight. After a quick stop in the bathroom, you head out the door to get to club. [[Go to Cooking Club->September 4th- Cooking Club]]<<else>><<if $fullness > 0>>With your hunger still sated by $lastPrey, you don't feel like there's any reason to hit the dining hall for dinner. But, then again, you don't have much else to do, so you might as well take the opportunity to kill some time. Or, you probably still have room to fit in another one of your classmates, you realize, starting to feel a little ambitious.<<else>>It's starting to get a little close to dinner time, and you doubt you'll last all the way to club without getting hungry. You could just go to dinner in a little while, then kill time until you can head back to the dining hall for club. But you also realize that there's plenty of time--maybe you can get one of your classmates to help sate your hunger.<</if>> [[Go on the hunt->September 4th- On the Hunt]] [[Just head to dinner->September 4th- Dinner]] <</if>><</if>>

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<<if $preyHealth <= 0>> <<append "#digestion">> You can feel Cassidy's efforts gradually getting weaker as your stomach churns away at her. Gurgling and sloshing fills the air while you and Sam talk, your gut starting to smooth and soften. You idly run your hand along the stretched skin, not realizing how far along she's gotten until Sam chimes in. "She's gotta be done in there, right? Hard to tell with how little fight she was putting up but you're looking pretty soft," she says. She gets a little grin on her face and steps closer, placing her hands on your gut a little below your navel. Before you can protest she pushes in pretty hard, your belly so squishy by now that her hands seem to disappear. "//*UUUURRP*// Easy!" you say, blushing a little. Sam lets go and pulls back, your gut falling back into position with a very audible sloshing sound. "Yeah she's definitely gone... Way further than I thought even, what time is it?" "About one thirty." "Woah seriously? I totally lost track of time, I've got another class soon," you say, stretching out as you return to a full standing position. Out of the corner of your eye, you just manage to spot the discarded bra you coughed up laying on the floor and get an idea. "Hey, can you pick that up for me?" "What? Gross I don't want to touch that," Sam says, crossing her arms. "It's a little too late if you were thinking of keeping it for yourself." "<<if $breastSize < 18>>You kidding? Unless digesting her gives me everything she had that thing's definitely too big for me<<else>>Nah, not for me<</if>>," you reply. A grin spreads across your face. "I was thinking we could leave Alice a little souvenir, now that we know where she lives." "Heh, flat out provoking her? You're bolder than I thought, $name," Sam says with a grin of her own. "Fine." With a little reluctance she crouches down and grabs the soggy mess, holding it up at an arm's length away with two fingers. She holds it out to you. "You're carrying it though." "Yeah, yeah, don't be a baby," you laugh. "Let's go make our delivery.~" @@color:lime;Cassidy has been digested!@@ The two of you head out into the hall, making your way towards Lampton. Your bloated belly sways and jiggles a little with every step, drawing some attention as you move through the building. Going upstairs is a little difficult with the extra weight your carrying, leaving you slightly out of breath after lugging your gut all the way up. Eventually, however, you arrive at your destination: Room L202. You carefully hang the pock-marked bra over the doorknob, then step back to admire your work. "There," you say. "She might not have been too bothered losing the idiot, but the taunt is really gonna piss her off." "You sure you don't wanna put it inside on her bed or something? Really send a message," Sam suggests. "I don't want her to know for sure I have the key until I make my move. Plus, she might be in there for all we know..." "Well if she is she knows now, but fair enough I guess," Sam says with a shrug. The two of you start to head back over the bridge to Karbo. "This was kind of fun, shame only one of us got a meal though." "Thanks for the help!" you say, pausing at the top of the stairs before you both go your separate ways. "Next time you need help taking someone out, you know who to call," she says with a sly grin. "But remember, I've got dibs on being the one to eat whoever it is." <<Sam 1>> After saying goodbye to Sam, you start to head down the hall towards your class, feeling very satisfied with your lunch. <<include "playerPredEnd">>[[Head to class->September 4th- Escapism]] <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 2>> <<append "#digestion">> Sam rests a hand on your gut and pushes in a little bit. "I really can't believe this was so easy, what a ditz..." "What I can't believe is that you're apparently a theater kid," you laugh."What the heck was that back there?" "What do you mean? It's called a con, you've never tricked your prey before?" Sam replies, giving you a somewhat grumpy look. "I just didn't expect you to totally transform like that." "Well, //someone// had me thinking we were going against a girl that was part of a skilled group that totally overpowered you and had the respect of '//The//' Alice Mercato, so I brought out my A game," Sam says. "But instead it turns out we were dealing with 'probably could have gotten her to crawl in herself' here." She pushes in a bit harder on your gut and laughs. "Ah shit, we should have //*urp*// tried that! I totally could have convinced her to check for my phone in my stomach if I kept it up." "Nuh-uh!" Cassidy protests from inside of you. "Even I'm not that dumb!" "Oh, so you admit you //are// dumb though?" "That's... Hey!" There's finally a noticeable push from Cassidy in response to the insult. <</append>> <</if>>

<<set _roll to random(1,2)>> <<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "taunt">> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<if $preyAction is "rage">> <<append "#digestion">> You look down at your writhing gut and smirk, giving Cassidy a condescending pat. "Honestly? You think you've got a chance //now//? It's way too late for this," you laugh. "And don't kid yourself, even if you did get out Alice would just yell and call you pathetic for getting eaten in the first place." "That's..!" Cassidy says, her movements starting to slow a little. "Well, m-maybe..." <</append>> <<elseif _roll > 1>> <<append "#digestion">> "Come on, <<if $preyHealth < 3>>is that really all you've got<<else>>are you really not gonna fight<</if>>?" you say, aggressively poking your gut. "I knew you were an idiot, but I figured you at least had some survival instinct." "Seriously, you know she's gonna digest you, right?" Sam says. She joins in on the poking, making you jump a little at first. She smirks. "How are you gonna help me find my phone from in there?" "Oh shut up..." Cassidy pouts. <</append>> <<else>> <<append "#digestion">> Bored with Cassidy's inaction, you push a hand against the side of your belly. When that fails to get any reaction, you push on the other side. She still seems indifferent so you continue batting her back and forth, your distended gut gently swaying back and forth. "Alice would be disappointed in you just sitting there you know," you say. "Well, actually she'd probably say you don't deserve to get back out if you were dumb enough to get eaten in the first place. Oh! Is that why you're not even bothering? What a good little lackey, really taking your master's words to heart." "That's not... true..." Cassidy mumbles. <</append>> <</if>> <<case "damaged">> <<if $preyHealthThreshold is 3>> <<append "#digestion">> There's a grunt from inside your stomach and Cassidy seems to shudder a little. Then there's some odd, sudden movement. "Oh I know!" Cassidy's muffled voice says. Her hand stretches your gut out and you hear a... click? "Haha, if you don't let me out, I'll send this selfie to Alice!" she proudly proclaims. "She and Betty will, like, totally come after you if they see me in here." "//What?//" Sam says, bursting out laughing. "No way in hell Alice gave you her phone number," you say, laughing along with Sam. "O-Oh shoot, you're right... whoopsie..." Cassidy says. "Oh well, I guess I'll post it on The Portal still! What's your handle, I'll, like, tag you since you're kinda in it." "You are //unbelievable//," you say, you and Sam cracking up with laughter. @@color:yellowgreen;$preyName is wearing down in your stomach!@@ <</append>> <<elseif $preyHealthThreshold is 2>> <<append "#digestion">> "You should, like, really let me out you know! Alice is gonna be //sooo// mad! She's probably, like, looking for me right now!" Cassidy shouts. She sounds kind of rough. "You really think //Alice// is gonna rush to your rescue?" you say, prodding her through your skin. "Of course! She's my... well..." She trails off and goes quiet for a little bit. "No, she won't." There's another brief pause, followed by a sudden burst of energy. "Because it's too dangerous to, like, go against you two alone! She's too smart for that... But she's gonna be sooo impressed when I get out on my own!" @@color:chartreuse;Your stomach is taking its toll on $preyName!@@ <</append>> <<elseif $preyHealthThreshold is 1>> <<append "#digestion">> Your stomach gives a satisfied groan as it churns away at Cassidy. She's starting to breathe pretty heavily, and her efforts seem to already be fading. "She almost done in there? I doubt someone like her can hold out for too long," Sam says, pushing on your belly a little. "I think she's still hanging on," you reply, patting the top of your gut. "But it shouldn't be--" You get interrupted mid-sentence by a sudden painful pressure in your chest. Your eyes go wide and you instinctively bring a hand to your mouth. After gagging for a moment, something rushes back up your throat and you cough it out onto your gut. A slimy, pink bra filled with holes slides down your skin and lands on the floor. "//*BUUrrrp*// Gross..." you mutter, the faint taste of vomit staining your tongue. "I really don't get how stuff like that happens sometimes..." Sam says. "Like, do they shove their clothes up your throat or something?" "Beats me," you say, idly rubbing your gut. @@color:lime;$preyName is on her last legs!@@ <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "progress">> <<if $progress is 2>> <<append "#digestion">> You wince and jolt forward, feeling a sharp pain in your gut. A loud burp that burns your throat escapes your lips and you give your gut a slightly worried look. She's actually really starting to get to you now that she's taking things seriously. "Aw come on, don't tell me you're gonna lose her," Sam says. She grins and grabs the sides of your belly, shaking it slightly. The movement kicks up a bit of queasiness, making you clench your fists and sending another belch up your throat. "After she gave you so long doing nothing, that would just be sad," Sam says with a laugh. "Shut up, I'm fine!" you say. "...but don't do that again..." @@color:red;Your prey is gaining the upper hand.@@ <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "acidRise">> <<if $acidStage is 2>> <<append "#digestion">> "Ewww.... It's getting, like, really gross in here..." Cassidy complains, pushing out a little against the walls of your stomach. You can hear some splashing and a lot of gurgling. "But, it is really warm... kinda like a hot tub..." she mumbles, seeming to relax a little. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<default>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</switch>>

<<set _roll to (random(1,20))>> <<if $turn is 0>> <<set $preyAction to "rest">> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "It's, like... really tight in here, and slimy!" Cassidy says. She isn't really struggling, just slightly shifting against the walls of your stomach. "Moving around feels weeeird..." <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 3>> <<append "#digestion">> <<set $preyAction to "struggle">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <</append>> <<elseif $preyFrustration > 2>> <<append "#digestion">> <<set $preyAction to "rest">> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<set $preyFrustration to 0>> "You know, you're not very good at that!" Cassidy says, giving a hard kick forward but otherwise staying pretty still. "Alice is, like, the best at taunting her prey! And she's mean to me all the time, so you're gonna have to do better!" <</append>> <<elseif $preyExhaustion > 1>> <<set $preyAction to "rest">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <<elseif $preyHealthThreshold < 3>> <<if $counter is 0>> <<append "#digestion">> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<set $counter += 1>> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> Cassidy starts to thrash and squirm against your stomach, catching you off guard after so long of her being idle. She kicks and shoves at your walls, wildly lashing out. A burp races up your throat and your stomach groans, not happy that its easy meal is suddenly acting up. "Wow you were //*urp*// serious!" you say. "I didn't think you actually had any fight in you!" <</append>> <<else>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<set _preyActionIntensity to 0>> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<else>> <<if _roll > 15>> <<append "#digestion">> <<set $preyAction to "rest">> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> You feel Cassidy start to shift around a little. It stirs up almost a hint of nausea, but there really doesn't seem to be any urgency behind it. If anything, it seems like she's just trying to find a comfortable position. <</append>> <<elseif _roll > 7>> <<append "#digestion">> <<set $preyAction to "rest">> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> You still barely feel much movement from Cassidy, your gut oddly motionless for still having living prey. You hear her sigh. "//Mmmph//, it's so gross in here..." <</append>> <<else>> <<append "#digestion">> <<set $preyAction to "rest">> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> It doesn't feel like Cassidy is doing much of anything to resist your stomach. She shifts a little in an attempt to get into a more comfortable position, but nothing even close to fighting back. <</append>> <</if>> <</if>> <<append "#digestion">> <</append>> /* Cassidy is very simple. She isn't all that strong, is too dumb to have the urgency she should, and just in general doesn't have much strategy -On turn three there's a conversation that ends with her getting insulted, she has a scripted halfway decent struggle that turn in response -Above half health, she doesn't do anything at all (Unique message of her either doing nothing or "probing" by moving around but getting too grossed out to really do anything.) -When she's down to two health she kicks into gear after that unique message and starts thrashing every turn unless she has more than one exhaustion. If she's exhausted she rests, only taking away 1, so her burst of energy quickly becomes intermittent. -She doesn't have a 'real' response, but if you taunt her all the way to 3 frustration there's a unique message where she tells you you suck at insulting compared to Alice */

<<Time 12.5>>"No way..." you mumble, clutching your gut. Now that she's really fighting, your stomach is getting very upset. Every kick or push sends a little wave of nausea through your body, your whole belly starting to ache. "No way is right," Sam says, shaking her head. "Don't you dare lose to her, she wasn't even fighting for half the time!" "Yes way! Haha, Alice is gonna be so proud!" Cassidy says, thrashing harder. You do your best to fight the feeling, but it's too late. Your stomach clamps down on Cassidy, and you feel an intense pressure start to push up into your chest. You slow her ascent a little by desperately trying to swallow her back down, but it's not enough to stop her from rising back through your throat. "Nope, I'm not eating someone's leftovers today," Sam says, scowling a little. She suddenly grabs the top of your belly, pushing down and in. It hurts, but amazingly you feel Cassidy come to a stop. "Keep her in there," Sam grunts. "Just think, your revenge is ruined if she gets away." Your eyes start to water a little from the strain<<if $ateAshley>>, getting bad reminders of what you went through last night,<</if>> as your body struggles. The muscles in your abdomen spasm a few times, attempting to overcome both of your resistance, but finally give in and relax. You feel Cassidy slowly get pushed back down into your stomach, your chest feeling sore from the ordeal. "//*UUurrp*// Ow..." you mutter, looking a little dazed. Sam eases off and steps back with a sigh. <<if $preyHealth > 1>>Before you can get a word out, a familiar feeling strikes from inside your gut and you jolt forward. "Come on, already?" Sam grumbles. You gag once, then something rises up your throat and you cough it out. A slimy, pink bra filled with holes falls from your mouth and lands on the floor with a splat. "//*BUUrrrp*// Gross..." you mutter, the faint taste of vomit staining your tongue. "Oh, nevermind," Sam chuckles.<<else>>"Thanks I guess, I'm surprised that actually worked." "Maeve's done it to me a few times, back when I was first learning," Sam says. "Doesn't always help, but usually if they didn't totally overpower you it works at least once."<</if>> "Hey, that's, like, cheating!" Cassidy complains, partially drowned out by a loud groan from your stomach. "Just don't let her beat you again, you're better than that..." Luckily, the experience seems to have worn Cassidy out as much as it did you. Over time her efforts gradually get weaker, your stomach churning away at her relentlessly. Gurgling and sloshing fills the air while you and Sam talk, your gut starting to smooth and soften. You idly run your hand along the stretched skin, not realizing how far along she's gotten until Sam chimes in. "She's gotta be done in there, right? She probably would have gotten you again by now if she was still kicking," she says. She gets a little grin on her face and steps closer, placing her hands on your gut a little below your navel. Before you can protest she pushes in pretty hard, your belly so squishy by now that her hands seem to disappear. "//*UUUURRP*// Easy, I'm still kinda sore from before!" you say, blushing a little. Sam lets go and pulls back, your gut falling back into position with a very audible sloshing sound. "Yeah she's definitely gone... Way further than I thought even, what time is it?" "About one thirty." "Woah seriously? I totally lost track of time, I've got another class soon," you say, stretching out as you return to a full standing position. Out of the corner of your eye, you just manage to spot the discarded bra you coughed up laying on the floor and get an idea. "Hey, can you pick that up for me?" "What? Gross I don't want to touch that," Sam says, crossing her arms. "It's a little too late if you were thinking of keeping that for yourself." "<<if $breastSize < 18>>You kidding? Unless digesting her gives me everything she had that thing's definitely too big for me<<else>>Nah, not for me<</if>>," you reply. A grin spreads across your face. "I was thinking we could leave Alice a little souvenir, now that we know where she lives." "Heh, flat out provoking her? You're bolder than I thought, $name," Sam says with a grin of her own. "Fine." With a little reluctance she crouches down and grabs the soggy mess, holding it up at an arm's length away with two fingers. She holds it out to you. "You're carrying it though." "Yeah, yeah, don't be a baby," you laugh. "Let's go make our delivery.~" @@color:lime;Cassidy has been digested!@@ The two of you head out into the hall, making your way towards Lampton. Your bloated belly sways and jiggles a little with every step, drawing some attention as you move through the building. Going upstairs is a little difficult with the extra weight your carrying, leaving you slightly out of breath after lugging your gut all the way up. Eventually, however, you arrive at your destination: Room L202. You carefully hang the pock-marked bra over the doorknob, then step back to admire your work. "There," you say. "She might not have been too bothered losing the idiot, but the taunt is really gonna piss her off." "You sure you don't wanna put it inside on her bed or something? Really send a message," Sam suggests. "I don't want her to know for sure I have the key until I make my move. Plus, she might be in there for all we know..." "Well if she is she knows now, but fair enough I guess," Sam says with a shrug. The two of you start to head back over the bridge to Karbo. "This was kind of fun, shame only one of us got a meal though." "Thanks for the help!" you say, pausing at the top of the stairs before you both go your separate ways. "Next time you need help taking someone out, you know who to call," she says with a sly grin. "But after that, I'm //definitely// the one that gets to do the eating next time."<<if $samRel < 3>> <<Sam 1>><</if>> After saying goodbye to Sam, you start to head down the hall towards your class, feeling very satisfied with your lunch. <<include "playerPredEnd">>[[Head to class->September 4th- Escapism]]

<<set $ateMina to true>>Making your choice, you grip Mina tighter and pull her close to you. "Trust me..." you whisper to her. She's barely even had time to look up in confusion when you lift her up like Leila did and shove her head into your mouth. There's no time to wait for her to agree to the plan, you need to get her down before they have a chance to stop you. Luckily with Mina's size, that's not particularly difficult. You immediately swallow her head, lifting her tiny body up over your head to get some assistance from gravity as you gulp her down. She barely even moves as she slides down your throat. Whether she's going along with the plan or just stunned, you aren't sure, but she remains seemingly unbothered as she starts to curl up into your stomach. Before long, your lips seal around her toes and one last swallow sends her on her way. "//*Urp*// There," you say, wiping a bit of drool away from your mouth and patting your bloated belly. You knew she was short, but you're a little surprised to notice that the bulge she's making in your gut is actually notably smaller than usual. It's kind of nice to have that satisfying feeling of a full belly without being weighed down so much. "I think we're done here then," you say with a smug smile, picking up the boots that Mina dropped. The redhead that ate Tia is grinning and giving you a pretty surprised look, while Leila has a blank expression, her mouth hanging open a little. You were anticipating her being pissed, but her shoulders just sag. "Of course... easiest meal around and things still can't go my way..." she sighs, starting to walk away. "Whatever..." <<Leila -1>> "Such a baby..." the other girl chides, shaking her head. "That was a pretty good move freshie, I bet I'll be seeing you around," she says with a laugh, walking off with Tia in tow. You pause for a moment, not expecting that to have worked so flawlessly, then shrug and start to head toward Karbo. Mina bounces along with you in your gut as you move. It makes the most sense to get a little distance between you and your would-be predators even if the scene has cleared, the lobby bathroom seems like a good place to let her out. Although... "Excuse me, $name?" you hear Mina's muffled voice ask as you step inside. "Why have you swallowed me?" [[Explain and let her out->Eat Mina- Released]] [[Since she's already in there...->Escapism- Eat Mina]]

<<Time 16.75>><<set $day4Hunt to true>>You decide that you'd rather have live prey tonight--there will probably be normal food at club anyways. Getting up from your bed, you stretch your arms and head for the door, stepping out into the hall. It's a nice day out, so you feel like making the courtyard your hunting ground today. You make your way through the halls towards the lobby, finding things pretty quiet. It occurs to you that right now may not actually be the best time, since all of the other clubs are currently meeting. But, it's not like everyone is in a club, and at the very least you might run into another Cooking Club member, so you continue on your way outside. As you'd started to expect, the courtyard is pretty barren right now. There was one person hurrying into the sports complex when you first stepped out, probably late to one of the clubs there, but beyond that it's a ghost town. Seeing as you've got plenty of time to kill, you start to wander around the walkways a bit, enjoying the evening atmosphere as you wait for potential prey to appear. After a while, you take a seat at one of the benches near the fountain. Just as you're starting to think this is a bust, two girls come out of the dining hall. You pull out your phone and do your best to look inconspicuous as they get close. "Geez, Beth, I didn't realize you pigged out //that// much," one of the girls says. "Just because there were less people than usual didn't mean you had to make up for them..." "//*URP*// But it was sooo good..." the other girl replies. "Fresh off the grill, I should go early more often..." "They're gonna ban you if you do this again! Just how many burgers are in there?" the first girl says. Glancing over at them, you notice that the one you assume is Beth has a noticeably distended belly. The other girl is poking it. "H-Hey, stop it..! I lost count around twenty..." Beth says. She grumbles and rests her own hand on it. "They aren't appreciating all this walking around..." She drops down onto one of the other benches with a huff. "Seriously? It's just normal food, you've walked around way bigger than this." "I can't argue with how my body feels," Beth says with a shrug. "Actual food //*urp*// hits different than a person." "Well I'm not just gonna wait around here..." "That's fine, I'll see you back at the dorm." The other girl grumbles and walks off, leaving Beth alone to soothe her belly on the courtyard bench. You start to think the situation through. You have the perfect opportunity to try and make a meal of Beth, but looking her over... She's a brunette that seems to be a little taller than you, and definitely on the chubby side of things. Not to mention the gut she's sporting right now. <<if $fullness > 0>>Especially with some of $lastPrey still sloshing through you, you<<else>>You<</if>>'re worried that she might be a bit too much for you. \ <<link "Too risky">><<replace "#choice">>Feeling it's too much of a risk, you decide to pass her up and hope someone else comes along. You pass the time on your phone, waiting around for her to leave so you can continue your hunt. Unfortunately, she doesn't seem to be planning on getting up any time soon, and no one else seems to be passing through. With a sigh, you settle on just calling it a bust for today and grabbing something at the dining hall. [[Head to dinner->September 4th- Dinner]]<</replace>><</link>> <<link "Go for it">> <<set $pacifist to false>> <<set _checkType to "oral">> <<set _baseline to 12>> <<if ($fullness + 7) > $maxFullCap>> <<set _baseline to 999>> <</if>> <<set _modifier to 1>> <<if $capacity < 7>> <<set _modifier += 3>> <</if>> <<include "voreCheck">> <<if _swallow>> <<goto [[On the Hunt- Eat Beth]]>> <<else>> <<set $stamina -= 10>> <<goto [[On the Hunt- Too Much]]>> <</if>> <</link>>

<<Time 14>><<set $ateMinaDay2 to true>><<set $pacifist to false>><<set $minaRel -= 5>><<set $minaEnd to "player">><<set $karma -= 1>><<set $preyName to "Mina">><<set $preyHealthMax to 18>><<set $preyResilience to 0>><<set $preyFrustration to 0>><<set $preyExhaustion to 0>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "Eat Mina_PredActions">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "Eat Mina_Struggle">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "Eat Mina(TEXT)">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Eat Mina- Released">><<set $preySize to 3>><<set $fullness += $preySize>><<set $noGiveUp to true>><<set _minaCrushed to false>><<set _slate to 0>>"Well..." you say. "The plan was to rescue you and keep us both safe by making me too big to eat, but this actually feels right. I mean, class is starting soon and you're already nice and packed away in there, so..." You give her a pat on the back through your gut. "Go ahead and get nice and comfy in there." "Oh my..." she says. You feel the faint sensation of her moving. "Could you please reconsider? I would quite like to attend this class." "You still will be!" you say, giving her another reassuring pat. You start to make your way through the halls to class, your Mina-filled belly bouncing along with your footsteps. "Might be a little harder to hear though."<<set $sceneAttack to 0>><<set $sceneDefense to 0>><<done>><<include $sceneActionsLink>><<replace "#actionReminder">><<PredActionReminder>><</replace>><</done>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center" class="hide"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center" class="hide"><<include "predOptions">></div><<link "This is my reward for rescuing you">><<append "#digestion">>"Oh, don't be like that," you say. "I think I deserve a reward for saving you from that other girl, and this is it! You would have been a goner anyways if I hadn't done anything." "I suppose that's likely true," Mina's muffled voice says. "But I don't think this is fair for me..." <<include $sceneDigestionLink>><</append>><<DialogueInterruption>><</link>> <<link "You were never going to last anyways">><<append "#digestion">>"Oh come on, you know you were never going to last anyways," you say. "Did you see how easily that girl grabbed you? And you weren't even doing anything to resist, it was all on me to save you." You give your belly a playful nudge. "If you think I'm wrong, prove it--get out of there on your own."<<set $preyFrustration += 1>> "I will!" Mina squeaks. "You have turned out to be quite mean..." <<include $sceneDigestionLink>><</append>><<DialogueInterruption>><</link>> <<link "Sorry, but I made up my mind">><<append "#digestion">>"Well, sorry, but I've made up my mind," you say, resting a hand on the bulge her head is making. "You feel too good in there and I really don't want to throw you up." "Oh..." is all Mina's muffled voice replies with. <<include $sceneDigestionLink>><</append>><<DialogueInterruption>><</link>>

<<set $karma += 1>><<set $minaSaved += 1>>"Oh, sorry about how sudden that was!" you say, giving your belly a pat. "We were kinda in a pinch there with both girls, I figured if I swallowed you it would put us both off of the menu. And it worked! I'm on my way to the bathroom to let you out right now, don't worry." "That is very clever! I have never been one for quick thinking under pressure." You feel Mina shift a little. "I suppose this was for the best, but please hurry." You head straight for the bathroom, luckily finding it empty when you step inside. Not sure exactly what your game plan is, you walk to the middle of the room and place your hands on your Mina-filled gut. You run your hands down it and gently bounce it up a few times. "Alright Mina, just sit tight..." you say. With a deep breath, you push in and up on the bulge she's making. Not quite feeling it, you give her a little shake before pushing in harder. That seems to hit the sweet spot and your stomach lurches, quickly pushing her back into your throat. It doesn't take long for her to slide back out of your mouth once the process has started. She's quick to push herself up off the ground, her face completely concealed by wet hair. Sitting up, she brushes half of it aside to get back to her usual look. Other than being drenched with your digestive fluids, she doesn't really seem bothered by the experience. "Thank you $name, it was rather unpleasant in there. But it would have been much worse had the other girl eaten me, I very much appreciate it!" she says, giving you a tiny smile as she finally stands up. She fusses with her clothes a little. "I do not believe this will make for a very good first impression..." "<<if $knowUniform>>Oh I know!<<else>>Hmm, I think I remember hearing something about the staff being able to help you in situations like this...<</if>>" you say. "Try and clean your hair out a little with the sink, I'll go talk to the woman at the front desk." You leave Mina to go talk to the secretary<<if $knowUniform>> about getting her a uniform<</if>>. She seems quite busy as you approach the desk. "Um, excuse me?" you say. <<if $knowUniform>>"Could I get a uniform for my friend? She'll probably need the smallest size you have." "Oh, of course dear!" she says, leaning over to dig through a drawer on her desk. She pulls out a bagged uniform and hands it to you with a smile. "I hope this will work for her. Oh, but do tell her to change back out of it as soon as she can, it can make you a bit of a target today!"<<else>>"My friend was... recently in //someone's// stomach, and her clothes are pretty much ruined. Is there any chance you have something she could change into?" "Oh, yes of course dear! All of the staff have some uniforms on hand just for this situation," she says, leaning over to dig through a drawer on her desk.<<set $knowUniform to true>> "That's great! Um, she'll probably need whatever the smallest size you have is." She nods and reaches a little deeper into the drawer, pulling out a clear plastic bag with neatly folded clothes inside. She hands it to you with a smile. "Here you go, I hope this will work for her. Oh, but do tell her to change back out of it as soon as she can, it can make you a bit of a target today!"<</if>> "Got it, thank you!" you say, grabbing the clothes and heading back to the bathroom. You find Mina wringing her hair out into a drain on the floor when you step back in. She seems to have done a shockingly good job rinsing it despite such inconvenient means. "Here, I got you a school uniform to change into," you say, handing her the bag. "Thank you!" "You go ahead and get changed, I'll block the door," you say, giving her a smile. You step back outside and stand by the door to make sure she has some privacy. After a few minutes, the door opens behind you and she steps out, looking much better than when she came out of you, though her hair is still clearly wet. The uniform seems a bit big on her, the sleeves of the jacket halfway covering her hands, but it's kind of an adorable look. She's carefully folded up her ruined clothes and placed them into the bag the uniform came in, carrying it at her side. "Okay, I am ready to go!" she squeaks. You give her a smile and the two of you head off down the hall. <<Mina 1>> [[Head to class->September 2nd- Escapism]]

<<if (_slate > 2) and (_slate < 100)>> <<set _slate to 100>> <<if $preyHealth > 0>><<set $noCrush to true>><<addclass "#crush" "hide">> <<set $noTaunt to true>><<addclass "#taunt" "hide">> <<set $noSqueeze to true>><<addclass "#squeeze" "hide">> <<if $oralProficiency > 2>><<set $noShake to true>><<addclass "#shake" "hide">><</if>><</if>> <<append "#digestion">> "Miss $last!" Slate suddenly snaps, cutting off her lecture and scowling at you. It's enough to startle you, making you go a bit wide eyed. "I thought I was very clear about keeping quiet, and yet you have been nothing but a nuisance. This sort of disrespect will not be tolerated." "I'm sorry, I'll be quiet!" you blurt out, uncomfortable with all eyes being on you. "Continue to be a distraction and you'll be joining Mercato," she says, resting a hand on her bulging belly. "Do not interrupt me again." @@color:red;Slate is not happy with you.@@<<set $slateFavor -= 1>> You duck your head down, blushing, as class returns to normal. Considering Mina doesn't pose an actual threat, you decide there's no reason to even risk getting Slate's attention again. <</append>> <</if>> <<if $preyHealth <= 0>> <<append "#digestion">> As Slate drones on, your stomach happily churns away at Mina, slowly working her down. Her struggling was so weak that you don't really notice the activity dying down, most of your attention shifting to the lecture Slate is giving by that point. But as your hands idly rub against your belly, you start to realize that not only is it much softer, it also already seems smaller. Giving it a curious push, you find your hand able to sink into the flesh a bit, and a sloshing sound is the only reaction from within. A small belch rises up your throat<<if $slateFavor < 0>>, which you quickly stifle with a hand, terrified Slate will count it as disrupting class<<else>>, which you take as a sign that your stomach won the sad excuse for a fight she gave it<</if>>. Smirking a little and giving your gut a pat, you return your focus to the class. @@color:lime;Mina has been digested!@@ It seems to drag on forever, but eventually Slate reaches the end of her lesson. "Before I dismiss you, be aware that tomorrow's class will be a lab day. You will be performing live practice using each other so that I can gauge what level you're at. As such, you should be sure to wear clothes that you don't mind getting dirty," Slate instructs. She's resting a hand on the front of her belly. "As for you, Mercato, I hope this has been an enlightening experience." She turns away from the class a bit and pushes down on her gut. As efficiently as she went in, Alice is quickly forced back up Slate's throat and onto the ground. Her face is bright red and scowling as she gets to her feet. She's in surprisingly good condition for how long she was inside, not hurt at all and her outfit completely intact, if a bit disheveled. Her body is clearly wet and her hair is matted in several places, but she's not drenched or dripping with digestive fluids like you'd expect.<<if $aliceRel < 0>> It's a good look for her, in your eyes.<</if>> "Dismissed," Slate states, walking back to sit at her desk. Everyone begins to filter out of the room, giving Alice a wide berth as she storms out. <<AttendEscapism>> <<include "playerPredEnd">><<if ($aliceMin != 0) or ($aliceMax != 0)>>[[Catch up to Alice->Escapism- Alice]] <</if>>[[Leave class->September 2nd- Afternoon]] <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 0>> You make your way through the halls to get to class--Room 213 if you're remembering correctly<<if $folder>>, and a quick peek at your folder confirms it<</if>>. Mina doesn't seem to be doing much inside of you, or at least not trying very hard.<<if $preyFrustration > 0>> There's definitely some kind of movement, but it almost feels more like a massage than anything.<</if>> The subtle bouncing of your belly as you go upstairs feels like it has a bigger impact on you than anything she's done. Before long, you arrive at the door to the room and step inside. Claire is sitting right by the entrance and turns to look as you enter the room. She narrows her eyes a bit when she sees you coming in alone with a bloated gut and no Mina in sight. You smirk and give her a wink as you pass by. She just shrugs, smirking back. You head to an open seat and plop yourself down, having to carefully adjust yourself in the seat to accommodate the extra bulk of Mina. Looking around the room, you notice Emma sitting just a few rows ahead of you. She's looking your way, but looks a little wary and just gives you a wave from where she is.<<if $metAlice>> You also spot Alice sitting at the front of the room, looking as full of herself as ever.<</if>> As you wait for class to start, you lean back and rest a hand on your gut, waiting to see if Mina will actually offer any kind of challenge. Thus far, she seems to be pretty idle. <<elseif $turn is 1>> <<append "#digestion">> "Everyone, quiet!" a voice commands from the front of the room. It belongs to a woman with short, dark brown hair standing in front of the whiteboard. She's wearing an open grey suit over a dark purple vest and dress shirt. Her face is stern, slight bags under her eyes and her mouth just shy of frowning. "It is time for class. I am Professor Slate, and this is Escapism. If you're in the wrong room, save yourself the embarrassment and leave now." A few seats away, a very flustered girl quickly gets up and rushes out of the room. Slate watches her go and rolls her eyes. "Now then, there is one thing I want to make very clear to you all. You //need// this class," Slate says, starting to slowly make her way around the room passing out sheets of paper. The room is silent outside of the clicking of her heels against the linoleum and her commanding voice. She comes to a stop at your desk and her eyes narrow a little. "What is your name?" "Um, $name..." you mumble, starting to feel nervous. "//Full// name," she tuts. "$name $last," you quickly blurt out, shifting a little to try and hide your belly even though it's much too late if that's what she's upset about. "Well, Miss $last, it's bad form to show up to any class with live prey. Refrain from causing any kind of distraction, and I expect you not to do this again. Is that clear?" she says, glaring down at you. "Yes ma'am, I'm sorry," you reply, eager to no longer be the center of attention. "Very good," she says, finally moving on. "As I was saying, escaping from a predator is the most critical skill for you newcomers to learn. It is, quite literally, a matter of life and death. I can assure you that as you are now, not one of you stands a chance against the stomach of an even halfway competent predator." "It's what you deserve if you're weak enough to end up there," <<if $metAlice>>Alice<<else>>a dark haired girl at the front of the class<</if>> sneers. There's a tense silence that she doesn't seem to notice as she reads through the syllabus she's been handed, a bored expression on her face. "Mercato," Slate growls, utter disdain in her voice. "Thank you, it's always lovely to have a volunteer on the first day." She walks over to her desk and pulls a bottle out of the top drawer. You watch as she removes a sizeable tablet from the container and quickly swallows it, then starts to move toward <<if $metAlice>>Alice<<else>>the interrupting girl<</if>>. "Excuse me?" she says. "You're quite confident in your abilities, correct?" Slate says, standing right next to her. Your eyes widen a bit as you see her unbutton the bottom of her shirt. "Yeah, of course," <<if $metAlice>>Alice<<else>>the girl<</if>> mutters. Slate grabs her arm and pulls her up onto her feet. "Hey-!" "Then demonstrate," Slate says. You watch in disbelief as the professor swallows her. It's cold and efficient, in just a few seconds the bratty girl is hoisted up into the air and plunged down Slate's gullet. Her belly bulges out from under her clothes with the thrashing form of her student, the undone segment of her shirt perfectly parting around the bloated orb of flesh. Even being as far away as you are, you can faintly hear <<if $metAlice>>Alice<<else>>the girl<</if>> roaring in outrage. "There," Slate says once her prey is tucked away, stifling a burp. "Let this be two lessons to all of you. First, none of you are nearly as good as you think you are. And second: Never interrupt me while I'm teaching. Am I clear?" "Yes ma'am!" most of the class yelps. <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 2>> <<append "#digestion">> "Now, I need to take care of attendance, and then we can begin." Slate says, returning to the desk at the front of the room. She begins to read off a list of names from the computer, waiting for a response from each person. When she gets to "Mina Long", you get a sheepish look and raise your hand. "She's, uh, occupied," you say with a nervous laugh. That gets a chuckle out of someone to your right, but Slate has no reaction, simply moving on to the next name. When she gets to <<if $metAlice>>Alice's name<<else>>the name "Alice Mercato"<<set $metAlice to true>><</if>>, she just pats the top of her squirming belly with one hand and continues on to the next. Soon enough the last name is called and Slate walks back to the front of the class. Her gait is a little different, but she seems completely unbothered by the added bulk of her gut. "Before I begin, are there any questions about the contents of the syllabus I've given you?" "U-Um," one girl stutters with her hand raised. She has a panicked look in her eyes--you get the feeling she really doesn't want to ask her question but can't help herself. "Why is the class called Escapism? T-That's not really what that word means..." Slate huffs. "That's correct. You can blame Miss Gossam for that, she thought it would be a more 'fun' title for the class back when she was the only one teaching it," she explains. "Now, are there any //important// questions?" Silence. "Then let's begin." She launches into a lecture on the basics of escaping from inside a predator, starting with the challenges faced by a person that finds themself inside a stomach. You do your best to pay attention, but the weight in your gut and Mina's weak attempts at struggling seem to draw more of your focus. You laugh a little under your breath at the irony that information that would have helped her get out is being provided while she's already digesting. <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 3>> <<append "#digestion">> "$name?" you faintly hear Mina say over a groan from your stomach. "Could you please let me go? It is very unpleasant in here, and getting worse." <<DialogueInterruption>> <<replace "#special">> <<link "It's a little too late for that">><<append "#digestion">> "Uh, sorry, but it's a little too late for me to change my mind at this point," you whisper, gently patting her on the back through your belly. "There's no way Slate will let me leave just to let you out, you'd have to last until the end of class..." "Oh... I suppose I understand. I will have to keep fighting," she replies, giving a halfhearted push. "Runa is going to be so upset..." she adds after a brief pause, saying it so quietly you barely hear. <</append>><<DialogueInterruption>><</link>> <<link "Shut up and digest">><<append "#digestion">> "Oh just shut up and digest, Slate's already got her eye on me," you whisper giving your belly a light shove. There's a slight //*slosh*// from the movement. "You've done literally nothing so far, there's no way you're ever getting out. I doubt you would have lasted the day even if I let you out earlier." You faintly hear Mina sigh, giving a halfhearted push. "Runa is going to be so upset..." she mumbles. <</append>><<DialogueInterruption>><</link>> <</replace>> <</append>> <</if>>

<<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "massage">> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<if $preyAction is "struggle">> <<append "#digestion">> You start to gently run your hands along your belly, pushing in whenever you feel one of the slight bumps of Mina pushing out. "Shh... take it easy Mina, there's no need to try and fight it..." you whisper to her as you continue your massage. <</append>> <<else>> <<append "#digestion">> One of your hands starts to absentmindedly rub your belly as you pay attention to class. Enjoying the sensation, you start to more consciously massage yourself, applying a soothing pressure to your bloated gut. Between Mina's subtle movements inside and your own efforts, you almost start to get distracted by bliss. <</append>> <</if>> <<case "squeeze">> <<set _slate += 1>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <<case "crush">> <<set _slate += 2>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> You adjust yourself in your seat, accidentally nudging your belly against the desk in front of you. A smirk spreads across your lips as you get an idea. You carefully adjust yourself so that your gut is just barely resting against the desk, then start to lean forward. You keep a tight grip on the desk, pushing forward harder and harder to sandwich Mina between you and the hard edge jabbing into your stomach. "Sorry Mina, just taking some notes~" you snicker under your breath. You're pretty sure you hear a tiny whimper come from inside of you, and she's definitely stopped moving. <</append>> <<case "taunt">> <<set _slate += 1>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<if $preyAction is "struggle">> <<append "#digestion">> "Oh come on," you say in a hushed voice, prodding your gut. "That's really it? I thought maybe you were finally revving up, but this is you giving it your all? That's kinda sad." There's no audible response from Mina, but you think you feel her start to push a little harder. You grin to yourself and keep having fun with her pitiful attempt to upset your stomach, poking or nudging her whenever she lets up even a tiny bit. <</append>> <<else>> <<append "#digestion">> You smirk and poke the bulge that you're pretty sure is Mina's head. "Hey, you still with me? It's hard to tell," you say in a hushed tone, poking her again. "Yes," she responds, somewhat difficult to hear through the muffling of your stomach. She seems to push a little harder. "Oh, I guess you're just cool with this then? I mean you aren't really doing anything in there," you say, gently shaking your belly. "I mean, if you //were// trying to get out right now, that would be pretty pathetic since I can't even tell. I appreciate the massage though.~" <</append>> <</if>> <<case "shake">> <<set _slate += 2>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <<case "progress">> <<if $progress is 1>> <<append "#digestion">> You wince and push a hand against your belly, feeling a brief spark of pain. A small burp races up your throat and you quickly cover your mouth with your hand in a failed attempt to stifle it. Getting a few looks from your classmates, you shrink down in your seat, blushing with embarrassment. Others probably don't know how weak your prey is, but you're ashamed that @@color:red;Mina is actually managing to cause your stomach some distress.@@ <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<default>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</switch>>

<<set _roll to random(1,20)>> <<if $lastAction is "crush">><<set _minaCrushed to true>><</if>> <<if $turn is 0>> <<set $preyAction to "rest">> <<append "#digestion">> "But, $name... I thought you said I could trust you?" Mina says, slightly shifting inside of you. "This is very rude..." <</append>> <<elseif ($turn is 1) and ($preyFrustration > 0)>> <<set $preyFrustration -= 1>> <<set $preyAction to "struggle">> <<set _preyActionIntensity to 0>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> You're caught off guard by a sudden kick that actually causes the slightest bit of discomfort. You can feel Mina squirming pretty intensely inside of you, at least compared to how she's been up till now. It seems like your challenge may have really struck a nerve with her. Considering she's only just barely doing enough to be noticeable despite seemingly going all out, you don't feel like there's much to worry about. <</append>> <<elseif ($acidStage > 2) or ($preyHealthThreshold < 2)>> <<if $counter is 0>> <<append "#digestion">> <<set $counter += 1>> <<set $preyAction to "rest">> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> You haven't felt Mina move at all in a while, so you give your gut a curious poke. She shifts a little, but only for a moment. It seems like she may have simply given up entirely. <</append>> <<else>> <<set $preyAction to "rest">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<elseif _minaCrushed>> <<set _minaCrushed to false>> <<set $preyAction to "brace">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <<elseif ($acidStage is 2) or ($preyFrustration > 0)>> <<set $preyAction to "struggle">> <<if $stomachHealth > 8>> <<set _preyActionIntensity to 0>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <</if>> <<if $preyFrustration > 0>> <<set $preyFrustration -= 1>> <</if>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll > 10>> You feel Mina start to pick up the pace inside of you. She's pushing and kicking pretty relentlessly, but every blow is more like a gentle nudge against the walls of your stomach. Even so, the amount of activity is enough to make you feel the tiniest hint of nausea. <<else>> You're shocked as one of Mina's blows actually manages to make you wince. She's fighting hard against your belly, the surface of your skin slightly shifting with her movements. It seems like it may have just been dumb luck managing to hit you in just the right spot, because despite her ongoing struggle nothing else is really bothering you. <</if>> <</append>> <<else>> <<set $preyAction to "rest">> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll > 10>> Mina starts to shift and push against the walls of your stomach. It really seems like she's making a serious attempt, but it's not doing much of anything to you. <<else>> You feel Mina struggle inside of your gut, gently pushing against the walls. She's moving slowly and methodically like she has a plan, but if anything it feels more like an internal massage. <</if>> <</append>> <</if>> <<append "#digestion">> <</append>> /* Mina is very small and rather pathetic, it's actually scripted to be impossible for her to escape on this one. She mostly doesn't do anything actually productive, but can be provoked into doing a very weak, slightly damaging struggle. -if acid stage reaches 3 or she's down to one health, she silently gives up and will always do nothing -at acid stage 2 she will actually 'full' struggle every time -if she has any frustration she will struggle -her struggle only does 1-2 damage -if you crushed her the last turn, she will brace -exhaustion does nothing(if it's even possible for her to get any) */

<<set _creative to 0>><<set _chaotic to 0>><<set _refined to 0>><<set _mint to false>><<set _mixed to false>><<set _toppings to [false, false, false, false, false, false, false, false, false]>><<set _numberOfToppings to 0>><<set _cherries to false>><<set _careful to false>><<set _reckless to false>>\ You <<if $fullness > 4>>struggle up onto your feet<<else>>stand up<</if>> to head for the table, but get beaten to the punch by pretty much everyone else and end up at the back of the line<<if $fullness > 4>> thanks to the extra weight slowing you down<</if>>. It's not too much of a bother, as there's plenty of everything to go around. Kira laid out a lot of options for crafting the perfect sundae--first you'll have so choose your ice cream flavor. \ <<link "Vanilla">><<set _creative += 1>><<set _chaotic += 1>><<set _refined += 1>><<replace "#base">>You decide to stick with the basics, scooping a healthy amount of plain vanilla ice cream into your bowl. Moving further down the table, you're faced with a plethora of options for toppings. <<include "Toppings">><</replace>><</link>> <<link "Chocolate">><<set _chaotic += 1>><<set _refined += 2>><<replace "#base">>You decide to go for a chocolate base, scooping a healthy amount into your bowl. Moving further down the table, you're faced with a plethora of options for toppings. <<include "Toppings">><</replace>><</link>> <<link "Strawberry">><<set _creative += 2>><<set _chaotic += 1>><<replace "#base">>You decide to go a little bit outside the norm, scooping a healthy amount of strawberry ice cream into your bowl. Moving further down the table, you're faced with a plethora of options for toppings. <<include "Toppings">><</replace>><</link>> <<link "Mint Chip">><<set _creative += 2>><<set _refined += 1>><<set _mint to true>><<replace "#base">>Already having it on your mind after seeing it sitting on the table, you decide to go for mint chip ice cream, scooping a healthy amount into your bowl. Moving further down the table, you're faced with a plethora of options for toppings. <<include "Toppings">><</replace>><</link>> <<link "Cookie Dough">><<set _creative += 1>><<set _chaotic += 2>><<replace "#base">>Feeling a little adventurous, you decide to start things off with chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream--it's like having a free extra topping already mixed in. Moving further down the table, you're faced with a plethora of options for toppings. <<include "Toppings">><</replace>><</link>> <<link "Cookies and Cream">><<set _chaotic += 2>><<set _refined += 1>><<replace "#base">>Feeling a little adventurous, you decide to start things off with cookies and cream--it's like having a free extra topping already mixed in. Moving further down the table, you're faced with a plethora of options for toppings. <<include "Toppings">><</replace>><</link>> <<link "Mix Multiple Flavors">><<set _chaotic += 3>><<set _mixed to true>><<replace "#base">>Either indecisive or feeling very adventurous, you decide to mix several flavors together, taking a scoop of pretty much everything available until your bowl is a multicolored amalgam of ice cream. Moving further down the table, you're faced with a plethora of options for toppings. <<include "Toppings">><</replace>><</link>>

\ But which ones should you use..? <<linkreplace "Whipped Cream ">><<set _toppings[0] to true>><<set _numberOfToppings += 1>><</linkreplace>>\ <<linkreplace "Sprinkles ">><<set _toppings[1] to true>><<set _numberOfToppings += 1>><</linkreplace>>\ <<linkreplace "Hot Fudge ">><<set _toppings[2] to true>><<set _numberOfToppings += 1>><</linkreplace>>\ <<linkreplace "Caramel ">><<set _toppings[3] to true>><<set _numberOfToppings += 1>><</linkreplace>>\ <<linkreplace "Peanut Butter Syrup ">><<set _toppings[4] to true>><<set _numberOfToppings += 1>><</linkreplace>>\ <<linkreplace "Banana ">><<set _toppings[5] to true>><<set _numberOfToppings += 1>><</linkreplace>>\ <<linkreplace "Cherries ">><<set _toppings[6] to true>><<set _numberOfToppings += 1>><<set _cherries to true>><</linkreplace>>\ <<linkreplace "Strawberries ">><<set _toppings[7] to true>><<set _numberOfToppings += 1>><</linkreplace>>\ <<linkreplace "Nuts ">><<set _toppings[8] to true>><<set _numberOfToppings += 1>><</linkreplace>>\ <<link "Add everything">><<replace "#topping">><<for _i = 0; _i < 9; _i++>><<if !_toppings[_i]>><<set _numberOfToppings += 1>><</if>><<set _toppings[_i] to true>><</for>>After looking everything over, you decide you aren't even going to make a choice. //Everything// is going on this, the ultimate sundae. Now all that's left to consider is how you're going to apply all those toppings... <<include "Ice Cream_Final">><</replace>><</link>> <<link "Finished adding toppings">><<replace "#topping">><<if _numberOfToppings is 0>>After looking everything over, you decide you aren't actually in the mood for a full sundae. Right now, you're really just interested in some plain ice cream. Taking your undecorated bowl, you step away from the assembly line to go take a seat.<<elseif _numberOfToppings is 1>>After looking everything over, you decide to keep things simple and only add a single topping. Now all that's left to consider is how you're going to apply that topping... <<else>>After looking everything over, you pick out the toppings you'd like to have, getting ready to craft your sundae. Now all that's left to consider is how you're going to apply them... <</if>><<include "Ice Cream_Final">><</replace>><</link>>

<> <<if _toppings[0]>><<set _creative += 1>><<set _chaotic += 1>><<set _refined += 1>><</if>> <<if _toppings[1]>><<set _creative += 1>><<set _chaotic += 2>><</if>> <<if _toppings[2]>><<set _chaotic += 1>><<set _refined += 1>><</if>> <<if _toppings[3]>><<set _creative += 1>><<set _refined += 2>><</if>> <<if _toppings[4]>><<set _creative += 1>><<set _chaotic += 2>><<set _refined += 2>><</if>> <<if _toppings[5]>><<set _chaotic += 1>><<set _refined += 2>><</if>> <<if _toppings[6]>><<set _creative += 2>><<set _chaotic += 1>><<set _refined += 2>><</if>> <<if _toppings[7]>><<set _creative += 2>><<set _chaotic += 1>><</if>> <<if _toppings[8]>><<set _creative += 2>><<set _chaotic += 2>><</if>> <<if _numberOfToppings > 2>><<set _chaotic += (_numberOfToppings - 2)>><</if>> <>\ <<if _numberOfToppings > 0>>\ \ <<link "Have fun with it">><<set _creative += 4>><<replace "#style">>You decide to get creative with how you<<if _numberOfToppings is 1>> apply your topping<<else>> fit everything in<</if>>, having some fun with the process instead of worrying about the end result. When your bowl looks ready, you take your unique sundae and step away from the assembly line to return to your seat.\ <<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">>\ <<set $iceCreamTemp to ({ creative: _creative, chaotic: _chaotic, refined: _refined, mint: _mint, mixed: _mixed, toppings: _numberOfToppings, cherries: _cherries, careful: _careful, reckless: _reckless })>>\ <</replace>><</link>> <<link "Carefully layer everything">><<set _careful to true>><<set _refined += 4>><<replace "#style">>You decide to be very delicate and precise with your arrangement, carefully layering <<if _numberOfToppings is 1>>the topping<<else>>each topping<</if>> over your ice cream. When your bowl looks ready, you take your perfect sundae and step away from the assembly line to return to your seat.\ <<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">>\ <<set $iceCreamTemp to ({ creative: _creative, chaotic: _chaotic, refined: _refined, mint: _mint, mixed: _mixed, toppings: _numberOfToppings, cherries: _cherries, careful: _careful, reckless: _reckless })>>\ <</replace>><</link>> <<link "Dump them on with reckless abandon">><<set _reckless to true>><<set _chaotic += 4>><<replace "#style">>You decide to throw caution to the wind and heap on as much of <<if _numberOfToppings is 1>>the<<else>>each<</if>> topping as you can fit<<if _numberOfToppings > 1>>, with no care given to how they're arranged<</if>>. When your bowl looks ready, you take your monstrous sundae and step away from the assembly line to return to your seat.\ <<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">>\ <<set $iceCreamTemp to ({ creative: _creative, chaotic: _chaotic, refined: _refined, mint: _mint, mixed: _mixed, toppings: _numberOfToppings, cherries: _cherries, careful: _careful, reckless: _reckless })>>\ <</replace>><</link>> <<link "Don't give it much thought">><<replace "#style">>You decide that there's no reason to do anything special or fancy here, so you just put your topping<<if _numberOfToppings > 1>>s<</if>> on in standard fashion. When your bowl looks ready, you take your sundae and step away from the assembly line to return to your seat.\ <<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">>\ <<set $iceCreamTemp to ({ creative: _creative, chaotic: _chaotic, refined: _refined, mint: _mint, mixed: _mixed, toppings: _numberOfToppings, cherries: _cherries, careful: _careful, reckless: _reckless })>>\ <</replace>><</link>> <<else>><<set $iceCreamTemp to ({ creative: _creative, chaotic: _chaotic, refined: _refined, mint: _mint, mixed: _mixed, toppings: _numberOfToppings, cherries: _cherries, careful: _careful, reckless: _reckless })>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</if>>

<<Time 20.5>><<set _creative to false>><<set _chaotic to false>><<set _refined to false>><<set _balanced to false>><<if ($iceCreamTemp.creative - 2 > $iceCreamTemp.chaotic) and ($iceCreamTemp.creative - 2 > $iceCreamTemp.refined)>><<set _creative to true>><<elseif ($iceCreamTemp.chaotic - 2 > $iceCreamTemp.creative) and ($iceCreamTemp.chaotic - 2 > $iceCreamTemp.refined)>><<set _chaotic to true>><<elseif ($iceCreamTemp.refined - 2 > $iceCreamTemp.chaotic) and ($iceCreamTemp.refined - 2 > $iceCreamTemp.creative)>><<set _refined to true>><<else>><<set _balanced to true>><</if>>\ You decide to sit with Cherry<<if $metCherry>> since she's familiar to you<<if $trialParticipant and $day3DinnerCherry>>, even if she isn't the most trustworthy person<</if>><<else>>, a little wary of Izumi based on your previous interaction<</if>>. You head over and take a seat, glancing around at your neighbors. <<if $metPenny and ($ateAshley or $day2LunchAlone)>>Unfortunately, you recognize most of the other girls near you. The name "Penny" that Kira mentioned finally clicks--the girl that seemingly got off on being in your stomach when you tried to eat her Monday is sitting on the other side of Cherry. She must have snuck in while people were making sundaes. Meanwhile, to your right is the girl that <<if $day2LunchAlone>>ambushed your group and ate Tia that same day<<else>>ate Karen at Maeve's party last night<</if>>. There's a girl you don't know between you and her, at least--she's got short blonde hair and is wearing a purple dress.<<elseif $metPenny>>Unfortunately, you recognize the girl on the other side of Cherry as the one who seemingly got off on being in your stomach when you tried to eat her Monday. The name "Penny" that Kira mentioned finally clicks--she must have come in late. The girls on your right are unfamiliar: there's a short-haired blonde in a purple dress right next to you, and a somewhat tall redhead on the other side.<<elseif $ateAshley or $day2LunchAlone>>On the other side of Cherry is a short-haired brunette that's completely unfamiliar to you--she must be the "Penny" that Kira mentioned being late. To your right is another short haired girl you haven't seen before tonight, a blonde wearing a purple dress. On the other side of her, however, is someone you're somewhat distressed to recognize. <<if $day2LunchAlone>>It's the girl that ambushed your group after lunch on Monday and ate Tia<<else>>It's one of the girls from Maeve's party, the one that ate Karen<</if>>. You hope she doesn't remember you.<<else>>On the other side of Cherry is a short-haired brunette that's completely unfamiliar to you--she must be the "Penny" that Kira mentioned being late. The girls on your right are also unfamiliar: there's a short-haired blonde in a purple dress right next to you, and a somewhat tall redhead on the other side.<</if>> <<if $iceCreamTemp.cherries>>"Ah, I see you're a woman of culture $name," Cherry says with a grin, nodding at the cherries topping your sundae. <<if $cherryRel > 0>>"I knew there was a reason I liked you."<</if>> "That's really all it takes to win you over, huh?" you say, smiling back. <<if $cherryInquiry1 is 2>>"You know, hammering home the cherry thing this hard really isn't helping your case that it's your real name," you add to tease her. You notice that a few of the upperclassmen in the club give you a look, and Kira even shakes her head at you. Cherry just rolls her eyes.<</if>> "Maybe I should take you eating cherries as a threat, then?" she teases, shoving a large spoonful of her sundae in her mouth. It looked like it was just whipped cream.<<elseif $iceCreamTemp.reckless>>"Nice sundae $name, very avant-garde," Cherry says with a little laugh. "Uh, thanks?" you reply, watching her eat a large spoonful of her own. It looked like it was just whipped cream.<<elseif $iceCreamTemp.careful>>"Wow, it looks like you spent a lot of time on that," Cherry says, looking at your sundae. "You know you're just going to eat it, right?" "Well, yeah, but you can't forget about presentation," you reply. She just laughs. "I don't think your stomach cares about that."<<elseif $iceCreamTemp.toppings is 0>>"Did you forget what we were doing?" Cherry asks, looking at your bowl. "That just looks sad compared to everyone else's." "I was just in the mood for plain ice cream," you say, shrugging.<<else>><<if $cherryRel > 0>>"Just can't stay away, huh $name?" Cherry says, grinning at you. "This was one of the only open spots, don't flatter yourself," you tease. "It's alright, you can hide your true feelings for now.~"<<else>>"Hey, that seat's taken," Cherry says. "Oh, sorry, my bad," you say, standing up. "Oh, so trusting! I'm gonna have fun with you," she laughs. "I lied, go ahead and sit that ass down." "Alright..."<</if>><</if>> <<if $metPenny>>"Hey again $name!" Penny giggles. She blows you a kiss and you give her a dirty look. "Haha, you tried to eat Penny<<if $metCherry and ($outfit is "goth")>> too? Damn, you're just speedrunning these things $name<<else>>, huh? Wish I'd been there to watch, she always puts on a good show<</if>>," Cherry says, bursting out in laughter. "Yeah, I don't think anyone would be prepared for their prey acting like that," you grumble. "I think it's strange that you all //don't// act like me," Penny says, taking a bite of her sundae. It's extremely fruity--strawberry ice cream with strawberries and cherries on top.<<else>>"Hey, nice to meet you! I'm Penny," the brunette on the other side of Cherry says, waving to you with a big smile on her face. "Hey! I'm $name," you reply. "You know, Penny's pretty weak, maybe you should make //her// into your sundae," Cherry says, nudging you.<<if $fullness > 4>> "You've probably still got room in there, right?"<</if>> "What? Where did that come from?" "Hehe, you know, she's right, I could be the perfect ingredient you're missing...~" Penny says, giving you an uncomfortable look with a hand resting under her chin. "I wouldn't mind...<<if $fullness > 0>> Hehe especially with what's left of whoever else you ate still sloshing around in there with me...<</if>>" "Uh..." "Don't fall for it freshie," the redhead to your right says, laughing a little. "Penny's into getting eaten and can definitely kick your stomach's ass, it's just gonna be a bad time all around if you try it." "Aw come on, she was totally thinking about it..." Cherry pouts.<<if $fullness > 4>> "//Pfft//, no she wasn't, you think a freshman is eating anything more with a gut that big?" the redhead laughs.<</if>> "Um, good to know I guess..." you say, feeling a little uncomfortable.<</if>> "As you're all enjoying your ice cream, take a moment to really look at the sundae each of your neighbors has created. It might seem silly, but everyone has a different approach, and it can give you some great insight into how that person views cooking--whether they care about presentation or simply flavor, if they take every dish seriously or only apply themselves for 'real' cooking, lots of things if you really pay attention!" Kira says, slowly walking around the table as she talks. "Sometimes something as simple as this can even tell you a lot about who they are as a person. For an easy example, take a look at Rachel." She gestures to the redhead on your right. You look over at Rachel, noticing that she didn't make a sundae at all. Instead, she's gotten a cup from somewhere and seems to be attempting to make an alcoholic milkshake using a flask of something she brought herself. It doesn't look like it's working very well since she's just stirring it by hand. "Hey, don't judge me, K," Rachel says. "It's certainly a creative approach to a sundae. You can go use the blender in the kitchen if you want," Kira says. "Bet." Rachel gets up and scurries off to make her dream come true properly. "A better example might be Cherry," Kira says, stopping by the two of you and leaning over to look at her bowl. "She's got her sundae piled high with toppings, and all of them are just heaped on top. There's so much extra on here that I can't even tell what flavor of ice cream you used. Clearly you're the type of cook who values flavor over anything else, and perhaps quantity over quality as well," she says, standing back up straight. "And if we want to dig deeper, we could take it as a sign that Cherry has a chaotic personality, or maybe that she has a tendency to hide or cover things up, with how excessive her toppings are." "Alright easy, I was with you on the cooking stuff but you can't palm read my ice cream," Cherry says, taking a somewhat aggressive bite of her sundae. "Of course, of course, sometimes it's just fun to see how far you can take it," Kira says with a quick laugh. "Let's take a look at one of our new members, $name." <<include "kiraJudge">> While Kira moves on to the other side of the table, you turn to the girl on your right. She hasn't really said anything yet and looks a little uncomfortable--probably another freshman. Taking Kira's advice, you look at her sundae before saying anything. It's simple, just chocolate ice cream, whipped cream, a drizzle of fudge, and one cherry on top, but everything is perfectly arranged. "Hey, good job on your sundae," you say, giving her a smile. "What's your name?" "Thank you, it's Trisha," she says, seeming to light up a little but not quite smiling. <<if _chaotic>>"I wish I could say the same about yours, but it's kind of an abomination." "Uh, heh, I guess that's fair..."<<elseif _refined>>"Yours looks really good too, I appreciate the effort compared to most of these people." "Thanks!" you say, giving her a smile.<<else>>"Everyone else's is pretty messy, I was expecting better out of people in the cooking club." "Well, I think everyone was creative at least," you reply. "But cooking is all about order and structure! You've gotta do it by the book."<</if>> Your conversation is interrupted by Rachel returning to the table with her perfected milkshake. Her cheeks are looking pretty flushed. "Haha damn! This is actually pretty shit," she says as she plops down into her seat, taking a long sip. "It's just soggy ice cream without doing anything to hide the alcohol flavor." Kira stops and looks over at her, resting a hand on her chin. "You probably put too much vodka in, you need the right ratios for stuff like that. And strawberry might mask the alcohol a little better..." she mumbles. "You know what, talk to me after club, I bet I can make that work." "Hell yeah! That's why you're the one in charge K," Rachel laughs. <<if $trialParticipant and !$trialSavedByNadia>>She stops just as she's about to make another sip when she catches you looking her way. She squints a little and points at you, leaning on the table. "You look familiar..." "Well--" "WAIT I know!" she says with a big grin. "You're the winning freshman from Maeve's party, aren't you? Yeah, yeah! Now that I'm picturing Ashley's dumb face getting crammed down your throat it's obvious.<<if $fullness > 4>> Haha and it looks like you're already hard at work defending your title of freshman champion, I love it!<</if>>" <<if $day3DinnerCherry>>"See $name, you're welcome, you're making all kinds of upperclassmen friends now," Cherry says, giving you a little nudge. "It wasn't exactly a fun time you know," you say, glaring back at her.<<else>>"Oh shit, you got put through the trials?" Cherry says. "Haha, //I// wasn't even reckless enough to wind up there last year, nice going. Guess you're more clever than I thought if you made it through." "Yeah, it wasn't really a fun time."<</if>> "Haha, does Maeve still wave that arm around?" Cherry laughs. "She absolutely still has Mabel's arm!" Rachel says, laughing with her. "Sorry, sorry, 'The Hand of Mabel'." "Yeah, what the hell was up with that?" you ask. "Ah don't worry about it, just gotta respect it," she replies. She lets out a little burp before taking another sip of her milkshake.<<else>> She takes another long sip, then makes a face and blinks a few times as she pulls away.<</if>> "How crude..." Trisha mutters. "Aw c'mon freshie," Rachel says with a grin. She holds the cup out to her. "You want some?" "I... yes..." Trisha says quietly, looking sheepish. Rachel laughs and passes it to her. "Rachel getting a freshman drunk, classic Cooking Club," Cherry chuckles. You turn to look at her, catching her eating a spoonful of her sundae and gagging. "Not exactly a masterpiece, huh?" you say with a little smirk. "What do you mean?" she says, going for another spoonful and getting just two cherries. She makes a sour face as soon as they're in her mouth. "Cherry..." you say, squinting at her. "Do you... not actually like cherries?" "How could I not?" she says, shivering a little after swallowing. "I'm named after them, of course I love them." "In that case, here," Kira says, cutting in. She sets the whole jar of leftover cherries in front of her. "I got these with the club's budget just for tonight so they'd just go to waste, and sometimes I get tired of Izumi getting all the leftovers." You notice her crack a slight smile as she quickly returns to her work cleaning up the sundae supplies. "Thanks..." Cherry says, pursing her lips as she looks down at the jar. With a sigh she unscrews the top and pulls one out. "Cherry, no one's making you eat them," you say. "What are you talking about, I //want// to eat them," Cherry replies, looking disgusted as she chokes the fruit down. "Why is that hard to understand?" "Seriously, you don't have to do this." "Yes I do," she grunts, tossing another in her mouth. "This is the weirdest thing to be stubbornly proud of I've ever seen. You obviously don't like them." "Shut up, don't spread lies about me," she says, gagging as she brings another cherry to her face. "Just admit--" "FUCK YOU!" she suddenly shouts, slamming her hand on the table and chugging most of what's left in the jar. "She's always like this..." Penny sighs, peacefully eating her sundae as she enjoys the show. Cherry eventually cools down once the jar is gone, but her odd outburst sets the tone for the rest of the night. Conversation hadn't returned to normalcy for long before Trisha became drunkenly overconfident from Rachel's milkshake and started aggressively critiquing everyone's sundaes. Evidently, she was highly disappointed with most of the club members's performance. This sparked a passionate debate with Kira, and things spiraled from there. Eventually, the conversation starts to die down, and everyone's bowls have long since been emptied. "Well, I think it might be about time to call it a night," Kira says, starting to collect everyone's bowls. "Thanks so much for coming everyone, I hope you all had fun! Next week we'll get into some real cooking, I've already got some ideas for what we'll do after talking to you all. Try to stay safe until then!" She gives everyone a warm smile and a slight bow. "Oh, and email me any time if you have an idea for a dish you'd like to make in club!" Everyone but Izumi and Rachel gets up to leave, most of them heading for the stairs to return to their dorms. You get up to join them, ending up walking side by side with Cherry. <<if $cherryRel > 0>>"So that was fun, huh? It's nice to see you join the weirdos, I knew I had the right idea about you," Cherry says, nudging you. "You know, not exactly what I was expecting but it was nice!" you reply. "You<<if $metPenny>> and Penny are<<else>>'re<</if>> definitely strange, but no one else seemed that unusual, I wouldn't call them 'the weirdos'." "Oh just you wait until Kira really gets going," Cherry laughs. "Her reading way too much into your sundae was //nothing// compared to some of the stuff she's done in the past. Girl is obsessed with food, and not in the mostly normal way Izumi is obsessed with food."<<else>>"So whatd'ya think of club, freshie," she says. "It's $name," you reply. She just shrugs. "It was fun, definitely interesting at least with stuff like your cherry tirade and those other two getting drunk. It wasn't exactly what I was expecting, but it sounds like next week we'll be getting more to what I thought the club would be." "Yeah, I mean you get free food and everyone there is a little crazy, definitely the best deal out of any club," Cherry says with a laugh. "Well, Carol isn't crazy other than the fact that she never quit after seeing how most meetings go."<</if>> The two of you make it up the stairs and only a little ways down the hall before Cherry stops. She's right in front of Room L225 when she pulls out her key.<<set $cherryDorm to true>> "This is my stop, I'll see ya around $name," she says, giving a quick wave before disappearing into her dorm.<<if $cherryRel < 2>> <<if $iceCreamTemp.cherries>><<Cherry 2>><<else>><<Cherry 1>><</if>><<elseif $iceCreamTemp.cherries>> <<Cherry 1>><</if>> Left on your own, you make your way through the quiet halls back to your own dorm. [[Turn in for the night->September 4th- Night]] \ <<unset $iceCreamTemp>><<set $metCherry to true>><<set $metIzumi to true>><<set $metPenny to true>><<set $cherryInfo2 to 1>>

<<Time 20.5>><<set $cookingClubIzumi to true>><<set _creative to false>><<set _chaotic to false>><<set _refined to false>><<set _balanced to false>><<if ($iceCreamTemp.creative - 2 > $iceCreamTemp.chaotic) and ($iceCreamTemp.creative - 2 > $iceCreamTemp.refined)>><<set _creative to true>><<elseif ($iceCreamTemp.chaotic - 2 > $iceCreamTemp.creative) and ($iceCreamTemp.chaotic - 2 > $iceCreamTemp.refined)>><<set _chaotic to true>><<elseif ($iceCreamTemp.refined - 2 > $iceCreamTemp.chaotic) and ($iceCreamTemp.refined - 2 > $iceCreamTemp.creative)>><<set _refined to true>><<else>><<set _balanced to true>><</if>>\ You decide to sit with Izumi<<if $trialParticipant and $day3DinnerCherry>>, not really trusting Cherry anymore after last night<<else>>, feeling like you should get to know the vice president a little better<</if>>. You head over and take a seat, glancing around at your neighbors. <<if $day2LunchAlone and $escapismLabHaley>>It takes you a minute to place one of them, but you realize you actually already know everyone. Besides Izumi, there's the other girl that was here already when you arrived, Carol, while sitting next to you is your lab partner from Escapism yesterday, Haley. And on the other side of her is a blonde girl you eventually recognize as Mia, one of the girls you sat with at lunch on Monday.<<elseif $day2LunchAlone>>On the other side of Izumi is the other girl that was here when you came in, Carol. To your left is a girl you don't know with auburn hair tied into two thick braids, sporting a pair of thick rimmed glasses and a splash of freckles across her face. On her other side is a blonde girl you eventually recognize as Mia, one of the girls you sat with at lunch on Monday.<<elseif $escapismLabHaley>>On the other side of Izumi is the other girl that was here when you came in, Carol. The girl sitting on your left you recognize as your lab partner from Escapism yesterday--Haley. On her other side is a new face: a blonde girl with thick hair and green eyes, wearing a white crop top with a short denim jacket over it.<<else>>On the other side of Izumi is the other girl that was here when you came in, Carol. To your left is a girl you don't recognize with auburn hair tied into two thick braids, sporting a pair of thick rimmed glasses and a splash of freckles across her face. And on her other side is another new face: a blonde girl with thick hair and green eyes, wearing a white crop top with a short denim jacket over it.<</if>> <<if $escapismLabHaley>>"Oh hey, I remember you!" Haley says. She taps her cheek and seems to be thinking. "Umm.... $name, right? We were lab partners yesterday!<<if $fullness > 4>> Heh, I guess now I have an idea of what it looked like from the outside on my turn," she adds with a little giggle, looking at your still bulging belly.<<else>>"<</if>> "Yeah, and you're Haley right?" you say. "Hard to forget someone you've willingly been inside, kind of a strange experience." "Oh, you guys had a lab already? I have one tomorrow, I'm kind of nervous..." <<if $day2LunchAlone>>Mia<<else>>the blonde girl says<</if>>. "Oh, um, I'm Mia by the way, nice to meet you all!"<<if $day2LunchAlone>> She seems a little more reserved than you remember now that she's on her own. You feel like it's probably best not to bring up Tia.<</if>> "Hey! Yeah labs can take a while to get used to. I'm still a little uncomfortable with them really, but it's a necessary thing to improve," Carol says with a smile. "It'll be fine, don't you worry! I'm sure these two can vouch that it's weird, but totally safe. No one really..." She trails off and looks over at <<if $metPenny>>Penny<<else>> a short-haired brunette on the other side of the table<</if>>. "Most people don't really like them, but you get used to it." "Yeah it's not so bad!" Haley says. "Actually kinda fun in a way if you just roll with it." "I hate them," Izumi chimes in. She scarfs down some of her ice cream before continuing. "It isn't right. Food is only supposed to go in, not be forced back out." "Well, it's your classmates that were only in your stomach because class made them, not food," Haley says. "Ah, Izumi has a... concerning opinion on what constitutes food," Carol says a little nervously. "It's a more honest opinion," Izumi says with a little smile. She's in the middle of spraying an entire can of whipped cream onto her ice cream. "Carol only worries because she is fit to be a main course." "<<if $totalPrey > 2>>You know, I guess that's fair enough,<<else>>I see...<</if>>" you say. You notice Carol shift her seat away from Izumi a little.<<else>>"Hey there, I'm Haley!" the redhead on your left says. <<if $iceCreamTemp.toppings is 0>>She glances at your bowl and seems confused. "Um, you know we were making sundaes, right? There was plenty of stuff up there, no need to be shy." "I was just in the mood for plain ice cream," you say with a shrug. "I'm $name." "I like stuff pretty plain too, mine just has whipped cream on it," <<if $day2LunchAlone>>Mia<<else>>the blonde girl<</if>> says. "Oh, um, I'm Mia by the way, nice to meet you all!"<<if $day2LunchAlone>> She seems a little more reserved than you remember now that she's on her own. You feel like it's probably best not to bring up Tia.<</if>><<else>> "Hey, I'm $name," you reply. "Um, I'm Mia, nice to meet you all!" <<if $day2LunchAlone>>Mia<<else>>the blonde girl<</if>> says. <<if $iceCreamTemp.reckless>>"I like your sundae $name, it's very creative." <<elseif $iceCreamTemp.careful>>"I like your sundae $name, you did a really good job putting it together." <</if>><<if $day2LunchAlone>>She seems a little more reserved than you remember now that she's on her own. You feel like it's probably best not to bring up Tia.<</if>><</if>> "It's great to meet all of you, I'm glad you decided to join the club!" Carol says with a big smile. "I hope you're all liking it so far." "I was expecting to do some cooking, but this is still nice, very laid back!" Haley says. "It's hard to argue with free ice cream," Mia says. "That is the main perk of being in the club," Izumi giggles. "We will do cooking later." "You know, you're the vice president, shouldn't //you// be the one welcoming our new recruits?" Carol says, giving Izumi a look. "Oh, you're right," Izumi says. She stops eating for a moment and looks over at the three of you. "You all look delicious! Especially the blonde in the back," she says with a big smile. "U-Um, thank you?" Mia says nervously.<</if>> "As you're all enjoying your ice cream, take a moment to really look at the sundae each of your neighbors has created. It might seem silly, but everyone has a different approach, and it can give you some great insight into how that person views cooking--whether they care about presentation or simply flavor, if they take every dish seriously or only apply themselves for 'real' cooking, lots of things if you really pay attention!" Kira says, slowly walking around the table as she talks. "Sometimes something as simple as this can even tell you a lot about who they are as a person. For an easy example, take a look at Rachel." She gestures to a redhead on the other side of the table<<if $ateAshley>>--you quickly recognize her as the girl from the party last night that ate Karen and helped get you drunk<<elseif $day2LunchAlone>>--you recognize her as the girl that ate Tia on Monday and give Mia an awkward glance<</if>>. You look over at Rachel, noticing that she didn't make a sundae at all. Instead, she's gotten a cup from somewhere and seems to be attempting to make an alcoholic milkshake using a flask of something she brought herself. It doesn't look like it's working very well since she's just stirring it by hand. "Hey, don't judge me, K," Rachel says. "It's certainly a creative approach to a sundae. You can go use the blender in the kitchen if you want," Kira says. "Bet." Rachel gets up and scurries off to make her dream come true properly. "Another simple example is our VP Izumi," Kira says, stopping by the two of you. Izumi doesn't actually have a sundae in a bowl like everyone else, but instead has three full tubs of ice cream that she's eating directly out of, one of which is already gone. She also has full containers of several different toppings that she's pouring on as she goes. "As you can see, Izumi is very much a glutton. She worries more about the amount of food than the quality, and presentation is meaningless. She didn't even prepare herself a real sundae, just dug right in. This can also paint you a good picture of how dangerous a predator she can be." "I do care about quality, but this does not require fancy prep to be good," Izumi replies, dumping some fudge into one of the tubs and stirring it around. "There is plenty of food that is delicious all on its own, especially right here in the club," she adds, patting her mildly bloated belly. "I should reiterate that 'dangerous predator' part," Kira sighs. "Let's take a look at one of our new members, $name." <<include "kiraJudge">> While Kira moves on to the other side of the table, you turn to watch Izumi in amazement. Just in the time since her judgement, she's already finished the second tub of ice cream and started tearing into the last. You've never seen someone putting away food like that before, especially not someone who doesn't seem to have any kind of weight issues. "So, uh, you've got a pretty big appetite, huh?" you say. "Yes!" she replies with a smile. "<<if $fullness > 4>>I see you do too!<<else>>If you're here you have swallowed a person before, right?<</if>> There is plenty of room in there, why not use it?" She adjusts herself in her seat a little to emphasize her gut, as further proof of her point. "You know, that is a good point actually, I've always found it strange how a normal meal can satisfy me, or sometimes even make me feel full, even though I can fit entire people in my stomach<<if $fullness > 4>> and look like $name without an issue<</if>>," Haley chimes in. "I mean, I'm grateful I don't have to actually //survive// off of meals that size, but it is weird to think about." "I don't remember all the specifics, but if I'm remembering right from A&P everyone has a sort of 'switch' that gets triggered when you start to swallow a large meal," Carol says. "Signals your body to do all sorts of things differently, like how swallowing someone never triggers your gag reflex." "Really? That's neat, I never knew!" Haley says. "Yeah! My personal theory is that Izumi's 'switch' is permanently stuck on pred mode," Carol says. "She seriously eats like this all the time, in fact this is nothing compared to some of the binges I've seen her go on since last year." "I just like food," Izumi says, in the middle of burying her ice cream with whipped cream. "Especially this, chocomint is my favorite!" "'Chocomint'? I've never heard that before," you say. "Oh yes, here you just call it... mint chocolate chip, right?" Izumi says. "Chocomint is what we call the flavor in Japan." "Wait, you're from Japan?" Haley says. "Yes, did my accent not give it away?" she replies with a little giggle. As if she needed to further prove it, she then says something in japanese that you're sure no one but her followed. "Well, I don't like to assume..." Haley says. "Your english is really good!" "Thank you! I have been living here for over two years now," Izumi says, giving her a warm smile. "They don't have any schools like this back home, but I knew what I wanted to do." "That's cool, I didn't realize they accepted international students here," you chime in. "Yep, there's a foreign girl in my class too!" Carol says. "I want to say she's from... Finland? I don't one hundred percent remember, I don't talk to her that much." The five of you keep chatting, having a very pleasant conversation. You were a little on edge around Izumi after some of the things she'd said, but, at least while she's got food to occupy her, she's surprisingly nice. After a little while, your calm conversation is interrupted by a blonde girl on the other side of the table standing up and starting to aggressively critique everyone's sundaes. Noticing she was sitting next to Rachel, who seems very amused, you're pretty sure she's drunk. Evidently, she was highly disappointed with most of the club members's performance. This sparked a passionate debate with Kira, and things spiraled from there. Eventually, the conversation starts to die down, and everyone's bowls have long since been emptied. "Well, I think it might be about time to call it a night," Kira says, starting to collect everyone's bowls. "Thanks so much for coming everyone, I hope you all had fun! Next week we'll get into some real cooking, I've already got some ideas for what we'll do after talking to you all. Try to stay safe until then!" She gives everyone a warm smile and a slight bow. "Oh, and email me any time if you have an idea for a dish you'd like to make in club!" Everyone but Izumi and Rachel gets up to leave, most of them heading for the stairs to return to their dorms. You join them, starting to feel pretty tired and ready to call it a night.<<if $cherryRel > 0>> Cherry sees you and gives a wave, but she's pretty far ahead of you and doesn't seem interested in slowing down.<</if>> You make your way upstairs and through the halls, heading back to your dorm. [[Turn in for the night->September 4th- Night]]<<unset $iceCreamTemp>><<set $metCherry to true>><<set $metIzumi to true>>

She leans in a bit to look at your bowl. <<if $iceCreamTemp.toppings is 0>>She frowns when she sees what you've done, yet still seems to be studying it for an awkward amount of time. Eventually she leans back again and sighs. "This is an easy one, it tells us that $name is very much a traditionalist, she likes things simple and straightforward. Anything extra added to a dish, like toppings or garnish, she probably just sees as a distraction, and feels like the food should stand on its own," she says. "And maybe we could say that she's the kind of person who doesn't like to play along or enjoys going against the grain just for the sake of it.<<if $iceCreamTemp.mixed>> There was at least a bit of creativity shown, I suppose, by using so many flavors at once.<</if>>" "I just like my ice cream plain," you say with a shrug. "Understandable, but it never hurts to experiment once in a while." @@color:red;You get the feeling she was a little annoyed with you.@@<<set $kiraFavor -= 1>><<elseif _chaotic and ($totalPrey > 2)>>She cocks her head a little and seems to be studying it hard. After a little while she rests a hand on her chin, then smirks and nods. "Now this is an interesting one, I think it's more revealing about you than your cooking technique," she says, leaning back again. "It's certainly a bit chaotic, and shows you worry more about flavor than presentation, but from the way you've laid things out, I get the sense you're more a fan of live food. Ravenous and insatiable, a predator who's unashamed of their gluttony, that's the feeling I get from this sundae." "I mean, you're not super far off... You can really tell all that just from ice cream?" you say. "It's the way you've chosen to approach the task, people are often more revealing than they think if you care to pay attention," she replies.<<if $fullness > 4>> "You also showed up to club with a gut bigger than yourself," she adds, giving you a little pat on the back.<<elseif $fat > 34>> "Although you are also a bit fat, that was a factor," she adds, giving you a little pat on the back.<</if>><<elseif _balanced and ($totalPrey > 2)>>She moves her head around a bit to get a better look, even turning the bowl around and nodding like it confirmed something. After a little while she rests a hand on her chin, then smirks and nods. "Now this is an interesting one, I think it's more revealing about you than your cooking technique," she says, leaning back again. "You stayed very reserved and simple, everything balances out well to make a perfectly adequate, inoffensive sundae. I get the feeling you like to stick to the recipe and do things by the books when you cook. But more than that, the way you've laid it out seems very deliberately plain. I get the sense that you're a fairly active predator, but you like to avoid standing out. You tend to lure your prey in by seeming unassuming until it's too late, that's the feeling I get from this." "I mean, you're not totally off I guess... You can really tell all that just from ice cream?" you say. "It's the way you've chosen to approach the task, people are often more revealing than they think if you care to pay attention," she replies.<<if $fullness > 4>> "You also showed up to club with a gut bigger than yourself," she adds, giving you a little pat on the back.<<elseif $fat > 34>> "Although you are also a bit fat, that was a factor," she adds, giving you a little pat on the back.<</if>><<elseif _balanced and ($totalEscaped > 2)>>She moves her head around a bit to get a better look, even turning the bowl around and nodding like it confirmed something. After a little while she rests a hand on her chin, then smirks and nods. "You've made something very balanced here. It's reserved and simple, a perfectly adequate, inoffensive sundae," she says, leaning back again. I get the feeling you like to stick to the recipe and do things by the books when you cook. More than that though, I think it's a little revealing about the experiences you've had. The way you've laid it out seems very deliberately plain, like you're actively avoiding standing out. But there isn't exactly confidence behind it--you like to lay low because you're afraid of attracting the attention of a hungry predator. Or at least, that's the feeling I get from this sundae." "Huh..." you say. "It has been a rough start here these last couple days, maybe you're on to something. I guess if you can tell from just my ice cream it isn't working very well though." "Don't worry, very few people pay as close attention as I do to my members' cooking," she says with a slight laugh.<<elseif _creative and ($totalEscaped > 2)>>She cocks her head a little with a slight smile as she looks it over. Seeming satisfied, she leans back out with a nod. "Interesting, you've made some unique choices here. I get the sense you're the type of chef that's always exploring new methods and experimenting with different approaches, even if it means the end result may not be the best it could have been," she says. "But even more interesting, I get the feeling that there was some hesitation here, like you're a little afraid to make something unique and interesting. Standing out has had a tendency to be more to your detriment than anything in the past, and you're worried about attracting the wrong kind of attention, especially in a place like this. Or at least, that's the feeling I get from this sundae." "Huh..." you say. "It has been a rough start here these last couple days, maybe you're on to something. I guess if you can tell from just my ice cream it isn't working very well though." "Don't worry, very few people pay as close attention as I do to my members' cooking," she says with a slight laugh.<<elseif _chaotic>>She cocks her head a little and seems to be studying it hard. After a little while she rests a hand on her chin, clearly unsure what to think about your work. "Well, this is definitely an... interesting one. I can see that some form of passion went into making it," she says, leaning back out. "<<if $iceCreamTemp.careful>>What's telling to me is that you were very precise in laying everything out, even if the choice in flavor and toppings was quite wild. You like to experiment, but still take everything seriously, I suppose.<<else>>I think it's clear you're much more interested in flavor than presentation, or maybe even just having food over anything else with some of these choices I'm seeing.<</if>> Or maybe you just have fun with the cooking and preparing process rather than caring about the end result. Either way, I get the feeling you're probably a very chaotic person, which I guess is pretty typical for the club at this point." "I didn't think it was //that// bad..." "I never said bad, just unique!" Kira says, quickly moving on.<<elseif _creative>>She cocks her head a little with a slight smile as she looks it over. Seeming satisfied, she leans back out with a nod. "Very creative $name! This is definitely a very unique sundae," she says with a smile. "It tells me that as a cook, you're very experimental and like to try new ideas, even if that means the end result isn't always the best it could be. And I bet that philosophy applies to more than just food. Or at least, that's the feeling I get from this sundae." "Thanks!... I think?" you reply. "Always take pride in your work!" Kira says with a smile.<<elseif _refined>>She gets a smile on her face and starts to move around a little to get a better view. When she seems to have finished her investigation she nods. "This is really nice $name! I can see the passion you've put into it," she says, leaning back out. "You clearly had a vision and pursued it, I can tell there was real care behind your choices.<<if $iceCreamTemp.mixed or $iceCreamTemp.reckless or ($iceCreamTemp.toppings > 2)>> And despite some risky decisions, it all comes together in a cohesive way.<</if>> I'm very interested to see what you do here in club if this is any indication!" "Wow, thank you!" you reply. @@color:lime;Kira seemed to really like your sundae!@@<<set $kiraFavor += 1>><<else>>She moves her head around a bit to get a better look, even turning the bowl around like she's looking for something. She doesn't seem particularly impressed. "You've made something very balanced here. It's reserved and simple, a perfectly adequate, inoffensive sundae," she says, leaning back again. "It seems like you're reluctant to take risks, or at least, that's the feeling I get from this." "Well, I didn't want to do anything too crazy," you say. "And that's fine! But here in club is the perfect time to experiment, if and when you think you're ready."<</if>>

<<if $club is "dungeon">>\ <<Time 24>><<if $leahRel > 1>>You unlock the door and step into your dorm.<<else>>You make your way down the hall and back to your dorm, unlocking the door and stepping inside.<</if>> The lights are off and you find that Emma is already fast asleep on her bed. Very tired now that the excitement of club has faded, you just grab your pajamas and head into the bathroom to get ready for bed.\ <<elseif $club is "swim">>\ <<Time 20.5>><<if $joanSwim1Bully > 1>>You make your way across the courtyard and through the halls of Karbo. You sigh as you arrive at the door to your dorm, still feeling gross from your encounter with Joan.<<else>>You head up through Lampton and over the bridge, making your way back to your room.<</if>> When you step inside, you find Emma lounging on her bed, face buried in her phone. She looks over and waves as soon as you come in. <<if $emmaRel is 0>>\ "Hey $name, how was your club?" she asks. "<<if $analByJoan>>Uh, it was fine..." you say, shuffling over to your own bed. You don't feel like explaining what went down in the locker room to her.<<else>>It was<<if $swim1Passed>> pretty good, the captains are a little intense but I did well in the drill they had us run<<elseif $fat > 49>>n't great, I basically just got made fun of for being fat<<else>> okay, I didn't do that well but there were some nice people in the club<</if>>," you reply, going to sit on your own bed.<</if>> You yawn. "I'm pretty tired<<if $trialParticipant>>, guess I didn't really get much sleep last night..<</if>>." "<<if ($fat > 49)>>Oh, that's not very nice... but y<<else>>Y<</if>>eah, I'm <<if $fat > 49>>also <</if>>pretty beat after volleyball," Emma says. There's an awkward silence. She seems disappointed when you don't say anything. "Um, I'm gonna head to the shower, do you need the bathroom first?" "Nah, go ahead," you reply, pulling out your laptop to kill some time. She sighs and heads into the bathroom after grabbing some clothes to change into. She seems to take an abnormally long shower, to the point that you're starting to doze off by the time she finally emerges again. <<if $emmaInjured>> She gets to work wrapping her arm up again as she sits back on her bed again.<</if>> You decide you're about ready to call it a night and get up to head to the bathroom yourself.\ <<elseif $analByJoan and ($emmaRel > 3)>>\ "Heya... $name," she says, her smile faltering. She gets a worried look. "What's wrong?" "Oh, it's nothing, just had kind of a rough encounter at the end of club," you say, smiling at her. You hadn't realized you were making such a down expression. "Uh, how was volleyball?" "It was fine, but that's not that important. You look really out of it, what happened?" she says, shifting out from under her covers to sit at the edge of her bed. "You can talk to me." "It's fine, you don't have to worry," you say, sitting on your own bed. "$name," she says, looking you straight in the eye. You sigh, giving in. You explain your run in with Joan in the locker room<<if $joanSwim1Bully is 3>>, and subsequent tour through her insides<<elseif $joanSwim1Bully is 4>>, and what you had to do to get out of that terrible situation<</if>>. Emma looks horrified. "But, I'm fine, really. It's over--" you start to say. You're interrupted by Emma quickly switching beds and giving you a tight hug. "I'm so sorry you had to go through that," she says, still embracing you. You're a little caught off guard, but after a moment you return the hug, feeling a sense of comfort wash over you. "It must have been awful, clubs were supposed to be a time for us to relax and have fun..." "It... thank you," you say with a sigh as Emma finally pulls back. "I needed that." She gives you a warm smile, resting a hand on your thigh. "I'm here for you, you know?" she says, a slight blush creeping onto her cheeks. "There's a lot of awful stuff that can happen here,<<if $emmaInjured>>" she briefly glances down at her injured arm, "<<else>> <</if>>don't be afraid to talk to me when it happens to you." You match her smile, the two of you staring right into each other's eyes. Then, the moment is disrupted by Emma suddenly being struck by a heavy yawn. "S-Sorry," she says, blushing much more now. "I'm actually very tired after club." You match her yawn and you both giggle. "You're fine, I should probably call it a night too," you say. "I already showered after club, so the bathroom's all yours!" Emma says, getting up and crawling back into her own bed.\ <<else>>\ "Heya $name! How was your club?" she asks. <<if $analByJoan>>"Uh, it was mostly fine..." you say, shuffling in and sitting on your bed. "Practice went okay and I did pretty well, but then I had a... rough encounter with one of the returning members afterward." You don't feel like you need to let her know the full details of what happened. "But I'm alright now." "Oh, I'm so sorry!" Emma says, giving you a worried look. "Are you sure you're fine?" "Yeah, yeah, it wasn't a huge deal," you say. "But, uh, what about you? How was volleyball?"<<else>>"It was<<if $swim1Passed>> pretty great, the captains are a little intense but I did well in the drill they had us run<<elseif $fat > 49>>n't great, I basically just got made fun of for being fat<<else>> alright, I didn't do that well but there were some nice people in the club<</if>>," you reply. "<<if $swim1Passed>>Awesome, I'm glad you had a good time!<<elseif $fat > 49>>Aw, that's so rude! Sorry you had to deal with that,<<else>>Well that's good! It was only the first practice, I'm sure you'll improve,<</if>>" Emma says. "<<if $fat > 49>>Thanks, it's not too big a deal. <</if>>What about you?" you say, sitting back on your own bed. "How was volleyball?"<</if>> <<if $emmaInjured>>"It was really fun! I didn't actually get to play at all, cause, y'know," she says, holding up her injured arm, "but everyone there was super cool! I'm already looking forward to next week." "That's great to hear!" "Oh and <<if $metSunny>>Sunny was there<<else>>this junior named Sunny is in the club who's //awesome//<</if>>, she sat out some of the matches to just come chat with me!" she says with a smile.<<else>>"It was great, I had a blast! And got really exhausted!" she says<<if $emmaRel > 4>>, shifting out from under her blanket to the edge of the bed in her excitement. You notice that she's only wearing a shirt over her underwear, her legs are completely bare<<else>> with a laugh<</if>>. "Everyone there was super cool too, I'm already looking forward to next week!" "That's great to hear!"<<if $emmaRel > 4>> you say, blushing slightly. You swear you saw her smirk at you, but it only lasted a moment.<</if>> "Oh and <<if $metSunny>>Sunny was there<<else>>this junior named Sunny is in the club who's //awesome//<</if>>!" she says with a smile.<</if>><<if $emmaRel > 1>> "We got to talking about parties, and she's gonna help me throw one for the freshman this weekend! We're gonna work out more of the details tomorrow at breakfast." <<if $trialParticipant>>"A party, huh?" you say, starting to stress a bit as you think about last night. "Oh don't worry, not like that one!" Emma<<if $emmaRel > 3>> says with a little laugh and a sympathetic look<<else>> says hurriedly<</if>>. "Sunny knows about Maeve's one from last night, that's part of why we were thinking to do one //for// the freshman." "It's a little late for most of the ones who would appreciate the gesture, but that's a nice idea," you say with a smile. You yawn.<<else>>"Oh, that sounds fun!" "Yeah, I'm really hoping we can pull it off!" Emma beams. "Our class could definitely use a break to destress." "You know people are definitely going to eat each other there, right?" "Well, you can't really help that... Most people will have fun at least," she says with a laugh. "Fair enough," you say, yawning at the end.<</if>><<else>> "Awesome, glad you had a good time," you say, returning her smile. Then a yawn suddenly overtakes you.<</if>> "Wow, I'm really drained for some reason, guess it's about time to call it a night." "I already showered after club, so the bathroom's all yours!" Emma says.<</if>>\ <<else>>\ <<Time 22.5>>Arriving back at the door to your room, you step inside. <<if $emmaInjured>>Emma is sitting on the edge of her bed, looking like she just finished wrapping her arm up again for the night.<<else>>Emma is lounging on her bed, face buried in her phone.<</if>> She looks over and waves as soon as you come in. <<if $emmaRel is 0>>\ "Hey $name, how was your club?" she asks.<<if $fullness > 2>> You notice her eyeing your still-massive gut, but she doesn't say anything.<</if>> "It was less exciting than I thought it would be, but it was still nice," you reply, going to sit on your own bed. You yawn. "I'm pretty tired<<if $trialParticipant>>, guess I didn't really get much sleep last night..<</if>>." "Yeah, I'm pretty beat after volleyball," Emma says. There's an awkward silence. She seems disappointed when you don't say anything. "Um, I already showered, so the bathrooms totally free if you need it." "Oh, thanks. Yeah, I guess I should probably get ready and call it a night," you reply, getting up to head for the bathroom. Emma sighs and goes back to looking at her phone.\ <<else>>\ "Heya $name! How was<<if $fullness > 2>>..." she trails off, her gaze stopping on your still-massive belly. "Is that still from earlier? Must have really been some meal..." "Yep!" you say, giving it a little pat. "She was taller than me and so stuffed it looked like she could have eaten someone herself, it's gonna take my stomach a while to work through that." "Geez..." she says, giving you a worried look. Then she shakes her head, going back to smiling. "Uh, anyways, how was your club?"<<else>> your club?" she asks.<</if>> "It was less exciting that I thought it might be, but it was still nice. I think it'll be a fun group to hang out with every week," you reply. "We made sundaes." "Oh, that's kinda fun! Free ice cream at least," Emma says. "What about you?" you say, sitting back on your own bed. "How was volleyball?" <<if $emmaInjured>>"It was really fun! I didn't actually get to play at all, cause, y'know," she says, holding up her bandaged arm, "but everyone there was super cool! I'm already looking forward to next week." "That's great to hear!" "Oh and <<if $metSunny>>Sunny was there<<else>>this junior named Sunny is in the club who's //awesome//<</if>>, she sat out some of the matches to just come chat with me!" she says with a smile.<<else>>"It was great, I had a blast! And got really exhausted!" she says<<if $emmaRel > 4>>, shifting out from under her blanket to the edge of the bed in her excitement. You notice that she's only wearing a shirt over her underwear, her legs are completely bare<<else>> with a laugh<</if>>. "Everyone there was super cool too, I'm already looking forward to next week!" "That's great to hear!"<<if $emmaRel > 4>> you say, blushing slightly. You swear you saw her smirk at you, but it only lasted a moment.<</if>> "Oh and <<if $metSunny>>Sunny was there<<else>>this junior named Sunny is in the club who's //awesome//<</if>>!" she says with a smile.<</if>><<if $emmaRel > 1>> "We got to talking about parties, and she's gonna help me throw one for the freshman this weekend! We're gonna work out more of the details tomorrow at breakfast." <<if $trialParticipant>>"A party, huh?" you say, starting to stress a bit as you think about last night. "Oh don't worry, not like that one!" Emma<<if $emmaRel > 3>> says with a little laugh and a sympathetic look<<else>> says hurriedly<</if>>. "Sunny knows about Maeve's one from last night, that's part of why we were thinking to do one //for// the freshman." "It's a little late for most of the ones who would appreciate the gesture, but that's a nice idea," you say with a smile. You yawn.<<else>>"Oh, that sounds fun!" "Yeah, I'm really hoping we can pull it off!" Emma beams. "Our class could definitely use a break to destress." "You know people are definitely going to eat each other there, right?" "Well, you can't really help that... Most people will have fun at least," she says with a laugh. "Fair enough," you say, yawning at the end.<</if>><<else>> "Awesome, glad you had a good time," you say, returning her smile. Then a yawn suddenly overtakes you.<</if>> "Wow, I'm really drained for some reason, guess it's about time to call it a night." "I've already showered for the night, so the bathroom's all yours!" Emma says.<</if>><</if>> [[Get ready for bed->September 4th- End of Day]]

<<if $ateApril>><<Time 25.25>>You make your way downstairs to return to your own room, starting to feel a little exhausted from hauling what's left of April around. When you arrive, you carefully unlock the door and slip inside, doing your best not to wake up Emma, who's already fast asleep. More than ready to nod off yourself, you head straight into the bathroom to brush your teeth, not even bothering to change into pajamas.<<else>><<set $outfit to "pjs">><<set $outfitState to "normal">>You head into the bathroom to get ready for bed,<<if $club is "swim">> hanging your swimsuit up to dry in the shower, then<</if>> following your usual nightly routine. You get changed into some more comfortable clothes to sleep in, then brush your teeth, relieved to have made it through another day.<</if>> You take one last look at yourself in the mirror before heading off to bed. <<include "Weight Gain">>\ <<Recap>> [[Go to sleep->September 4th to 5th]]

<<Time 17.5>><<set $ateBethany to true>><<set $preyName to "Bethany">><<set $preyHealthMax to 28>><<set $preyResilience to 2>><<set $preyFrustration to 0>><<set $preyExhaustion to 0>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "Bethany_PredActions">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "Bethany_Struggle">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "Bethany(TEXT)">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Eat Bethany- Failure">><<set $preySize to 7>><<set $fullness += $preySize>>\ Not willing to give up such a perfect opportunity, you decide to accept the challenge and give it a shot. You get up as casually as you can, walking over near the other bench where Beth is sitting. With her back to the fountain, you doubt there's a way for you to sneak up on her, so you'll have to try a different approach. As you walk by where she's sitting you pretend to notice her for the first time. "Heh, you working through one of our classmates?" you ask, turning toward her and stepping a bit closer. You quickly look her over now that you're up close. She's got brown eyes, a small splash of freckles across her nose, and straightened, medium length hair. Her bare belly peeks out from under her clothes, her shirt riding up and the bottom few buttons on her sweater undone to let it rest more comfortably. It isn't huge, but it has definitely swollen enough that she could pass as pregnant. "Huh?" she says, a little startled. It seems like she was so focused on nursing her belly that she didn't even notice you approach, maybe it would have been better to just take her by surprise. "O-Oh no, haha! This //*urp*//--sorry--is just... a lot of burgers," she says, rubbing a hand along her stomach. <<if $fullness > 8>>"What about you?" "Oh yeah, I've still got a bit of her to go through," you say, patting your own gut. She mistakenly seems to be put at ease by you already having a bloated belly. "But that's crazy, I don't think I've ever eaten enough regular food to get even close to that size! Can I touch it?"<<else>> "Wow, that's crazy! I don't think I've ever eaten enough regular food to get even close to that size! Can I touch it?" you ask, taking a step closer.<</if>> "Oh, um, I guess," she replies, shifting in place a little. You walk up and crouch down in front of her, giving her belly a poke. It immediately lets out an audible groan. You gently rest your fingers against it, finding it less squishy than you were expecting for the size. It must be packed in a lot tighter since it's just normal food. "You're kinda weird..." Beth says, blushing a little. "What's your name? I'm Bethany." "$name. You think this would stop someone from swallowing you? It might be a smart way to live, eating like this all the time." "That's an interesting point... I don't know though, some of the girls here are scary good. I bet it would probably make it harder at least." "Why don't we find out?" "Nah, I'd rather--wait what?" Bethany says, realizing what's going on just a moment before you plunge her head into your mouth. You swallow hard, bringing her down into your throat. You try to move quickly, your positioning somewhat awkward as you lean over the bench holding her arms. With another few swallows, you get down to her chest, your lips sealing her arms to her sides. She makes some muffled protest from inside of you and starts to kick her legs frantically. In a quick sequence, you swallow and bring her breasts into your mouth, then drop backward to get into a better position, pulling her off the bench with you. Now you've arrived at the real challenge: your mouth is resting just above the swell of her belly. You can already feel her head causing your own to bulge--there's no turning back now. You swallow, inching you up slightly over the bloated flesh. However, it feels like she's starting to slide back out. You swallow again, as hard as you can, sliding your lips a little further over the mound. Realizing this pace isn't going to cut it, you bring your hands up and push in on her belly, squeezing it down a bit, then swallow one last time. There's a muffled cry from inside you and Bethany starts to squirm as the combined force brings the mound all the way into your mouth. @@color:yellowgreen;You overpowered your prey.@@ Your throat feels tight as her belly starts to slide down, straining to contain the extra mass. You do your best to gulp down her legs as quickly as you can, your eyes starting to water a little as the intense pressure of her heavy dinner slowly squeezes down your esophagus. Eventually, you feel her belly pop into your own and you're finally relieved. You eagerly swallow down the last of her legs, smiling as one final swallow sends her feet down to join the rest of her. "//*UUUUrrp*// Looks like the answer is //*urp*// no!" you say with a laugh, panting slightly from all the effort. You give your gut a firm smack, feeling the last of her curl up inside. It's<<if $fullness > 7>> absolutely<</if>> massive, she was even bigger than you thought. But, somehow, you've pulled it off. Still sitting on the ground, you lean back against the bench with a smile. "I can't believe you! I felt like I was gonna barf the whole time your throat was squeezing my belly..." Bethany shouts from inside you. <<if $digestion > 0>>"And it's so disgusting in here, it's like half full of... sludge." "Oh yeah, that's $lastPrey!" you laugh. Taking a deep breath, you push yourself up to actually sit on the bench, leaning back with a sigh when you finally get there. "Make sure you play nice," you laugh, patting her head through your belly.<<else>>"Y-You have your answer now, so please let me out." "No way, you kinda hurt going down!" you say. Taking a deep breath, you push yourself up to actually sit on the bench, leaning back with a sigh when you finally get there. "I'm not //*urp*// going through that the other way, so just get nice and comfortable in there~" you say, patting her head through your belly.<</if>><<set $sceneAttack to 0>><<set $sceneDefense to 0>><<done>><<include $sceneActionsLink>><<replace "#actionReminder">><<PredActionReminder>><</replace>><</done>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "predOptions">></div>

Not willing to give up such a perfect opportunity, you decide to accept the challenge and give it a shot. You get up as casually as you can, walking over near the other bench where Beth is sitting. With her back to the fountain, you doubt there's a way for you to sneak up on her, so you'll have to try a different approach. As you walk by where she's sitting you pretend to notice her for the first time. "Heh, you working through one of our classmates?" you ask, turning toward her and stepping a bit closer. You quickly look her over now that you're up close. She's got brown eyes, a small splash of freckles across her nose, and straightened, medium length hair. Her bare belly peeks out from under her clothes, her shirt riding up and the bottom few buttons on her sweater undone to let it rest more comfortably. It isn't huge, but it has definitely swollen enough that she could pass as pregnant. "Huh?" she says, a little startled. It seems like she was so focused on nursing her belly that she didn't even notice you approach, maybe it would have been better to just take her by surprise. "O-Oh no, haha! This //*urp*//--sorry--is just... a lot of burgers," she says, rubbing a hand along her stomach. <<if $fullness > 1>>"What about you?" "Oh yeah, I've still got a bit of her to go through," you say, patting your own gut. She mistakenly seems to be put at ease by you already having a bloated belly. "But that's crazy, I don't think I've ever eaten enough regular food to get even close to that size! Can I touch it?"<<else>> "Wow, that's crazy! I don't think I've ever eaten enough regular food to get even close to that size! Can I touch it?" you ask, taking a step closer.<</if>> "Oh, um, I guess," she replies, shifting in place a little. You walk up and crouch down in front of her, giving her belly a poke. It immediately lets out an audible groan. You gently rest your fingers against it, finding it less squishy than you were expecting for the size. It must be packed in a lot tighter since it's just normal food. "You're kinda weird..." Beth says, blushing a little. "What's your name? I'm Bethany." "$name. You think this would stop someone from swallowing you? It might be a smart way to live, eating like this all the time." "That's an interesting point... I don't know though, some of the girls here are scary good. I bet it would probably make it harder at least." "Why don't we find out?" "Nah, I'd rather--wait what?" Bethany says, realizing what's going on just a moment before you plunge her head into your mouth. You swallow hard, bringing her down into your throat. You try to move quickly, your positioning somewhat awkward as you lean over the bench holding her arms. With another few swallows, you get down to her chest, your lips sealing her arms to her sides. She makes some muffled protest from inside of you and starts to kick her legs frantically. In a quick sequence, you swallow and bring her breasts into your mouth, then drop backward to get into a better position, pulling her off the bench with you. Now you've arrived at the real challenge: your mouth is resting just above the swell of her belly. You can already feel her head causing your own to bulge--there's no turning back now. You swallow, inching you up slightly over the bloated flesh. However, it feels like she's starting to slide back out. You swallow again, as hard as you can, sliding your lips a little further over the mound, but once again immediately losing ground. Realizing this pace isn't going to cut it, you bring your hands up and push in on her belly, squeezing it down a bit, then swallow one last time. There's a muffled cry from inside you and Bethany starts to squirm from the pressure, but even with the added force you can't quite make it over the crest of her belly. You try a few more times in vain, but the task seems insurmountable, and your mouth and throat are really starting to ache from holding her wriggling upper body for so long. @@color:orange;<<if ($fullness + 7) > $maxFullCap>>There wasn't enough room in your stomach for her<<else>>Your strength fails you<</if>>.@@ With painful regret, you give up and start to gently pull her back out. The moment her arms are free enough, she gets a grip on you and pushes herself out much faster. You gag and fall backwards, both of you going into a brief fit of coughing on the ground. "Alright, I guess that's a yes..." you say weakly, wiping spit off of your mouth. "I'd say..." Bethany grumbles, getting to her feet. The whole upper half of her body is damp with saliva. "Gross... And all that pushing on my belly really hurt, jerk, I almost threw up inside you..." "Well, at least we have our answer about being pred-proof?" you say with a slight laugh. "Shut up..." she grumbles, walking off toward Karbo. You sigh and slowly get back up onto your feet, your throat still feeling a little strange. That failure killed your appetite for live prey, but you should probably still get something to eat before club. With another sigh, you start to head for the dining hall. [[Get something to eat->September 4th- Dinner]]

<<if $preyHealth <= 0>> <<append "#digestion">> You lean back into the bench, sighing with content as Bethany's struggling starts to fade completely. You run a hand along your stretched belly, enjoying the feeling of being so stuffed. A grin creeps onto your face as you massage the slowly softening skin. She was big enough that she should have been a challenge even without her recent binge, but you still got her down, and she and her meal are still churning away inside of you. Not even a full week at MVA and you've improved a lot. An odd groan rumbling through your belly makes you snap back to attention. The bulges your prey was making have mostly softened, your massive gut rounding out to a smooth, uniform surface. You give it a curious push and immediately feel an intense pressure inside you, sending a massive belch erupting out of you. @@color:lime;Bethany has been digested!@@ You rest your arms along the back of the bench and let yourself relax, utterly satisfied with your meal. Positive that your belly //is// big enough to keep predators at bay, and not entirely sure you'll be able to walk very far with this much extra bulk, you decide to just hang out here in the courtyard for a while. You quickly let yourself get a little too comfortable and manage to accidentally doze off. <<include "playerPredEnd">> ... You come to later in the evening, the sun already disappearing over the horizon. You hear some voices nearby as you fully wake up from your nap, taking a moment to remember your current situation. You smile and pat your still-enormous gut when it comes back to you. <<if !$metSunny>>"Oh, check it out, someone's having a good night!" a smooth voice says with a laugh. "Wait is that... $name?" a familiar voice replies. You turn your head toward them to find Emma and a short blonde girl with sunglasses staring at you. "Hey<<if $emmaRel > 2>> Emma!<<else>>,<</if>>" you say, giving them a wave. "Are you okay? You're just kinda passed out on a bench here..." she says. "That's a clear case of a food coma," the girl with her laughs. "Yep, I grabbed myself a //*UUrp*// little snack before club!" you say, smacking your gut. "Right... Well, we're heading to the dining hall if you want to join us?" Emma says. "Just to chat, obviously, I don't think you need more to eat." "Thanks, but I think I need to digest some more before I go anywhere." "Fair enough freshie!" the girl in sunglasses says, making finger guns at you. "Remember to hit the gym some time, that's really gonna do a number on you when you're done," she adds with a laugh as the two of them walk off toward the dining hall.<<else>>"Hey, isn't that your roommate?" a familiar voice asks. "Yeah, hang on, $name? What are you doing out here?" Emma says in response. You look over and find her and Sunny walking up to you. "She's doing good is what she's doing," Sunny laughs, walking up and poking your belly. "Rocking a gut this big even after she was on a snooze cruise? Must have been some meal.<<if $sunnyRel > 1>> Nice work, tiger!" she says, holding her hand up for a high five, which you promptly give.<<else>>"<</if>> "Yeah, I just grabbed myself a //*UUrp*// little snack before club!" you say, smacking your gut. "She was real big, just stuffed herself at the dining hall." "Right... Well, we're heading there now if you want to join us?" Emma says. "Just to chat, obviously, I don't think you need more to eat." "Thanks, but I think I need to digest some more before I go anywhere." "Haha fair enough!<<if $sunnyRel > 0>> Catch you later $name,<</if>>" Sunny says, making finger guns at you. "Remember to hit the gym some time, that's really gonna do a number on you when you're done," she adds with a laugh as the two of them walk off toward the dining hall.<</if>> <<if $totalPrey > 3>>"She's eaten a //lot// of people already, I'm starting to get worried..." you overhear Emma say before they're out of earshot. <</if>> You keep relaxing on the bench as your stomach churns away at what remains of Bethany, watching as night slowly takes over the campus. There's a big rush of people to the dining hall as all the clubs start getting out, then things get very quiet again. After a while, you notice that it's getting close to eight and decide it's finally time to get up. [[Head to club->September 4th- Cooking Club]] <</append>> <</if>>

<<set _roll to (random(1,20))>> <<if $turn is 0>> <<set $preyAction to "struggle">> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<set $preyExhaustion += 1>> <<append "#digestion">> "Come on, you don't have to be such a jerk!" she grunts, starting to kick and push at the walls of your stomach. "I was just trying to finish my meal in peace..." <</append>> <<elseif $preyExhaustion > 0>> <<if _roll > 10>> <<set $preyAction to "rest">> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> Bethany is staying mostly still in your gut, shifting a little but not really making any effort to get out. You can just barely hear her breathing heavily. "I wish... this wasn't happening while I was on a full stomach..." she says. "So tired..." <</append>> <<else>> <<set $preyAction to "rest">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<elseif $preyHealthThreshold is 1>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<set $preyExhaustion += 1>> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <<elseif $preyFrustration > 1>> <<set $preyAction to "struggle">> <<set $preyFrustration -= 1>> <<set $preyExhaustion += 1>> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <<elseif $lastAction is "shake">> <<set $preyAction to "brace">> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Hey, HEY!" Bethany shouts from inside you. "Stop that, you're gonna make me //*urp*// hurl... Geez, how are you even strong enough to do that..." You feel her curl up into a tight ball, probably hugging her belly. "Ugh, it's so gross in here..." <</append>> <<elseif $lastPreyAction is "probe">> <<if ($preyHealthThreshold > 2) and (($lastAction is "squeeze") or ($lastAction is "crush"))>> <<set $preyAction to "brace">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <<else>> <<set $preyAction to "struggle">> <<set $preyExhaustion += 1>> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<else>> <<set $preyAction to "probe">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<append "#digestion">> <</append>>

<<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "taunt">> <<if $preyAction is "rest">> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "So, are you enjoying your meal in there?" you say, grinning to yourself. You gently push your hands in on the sides of your gut, feeling around to see if you can find the bump of her own belly. "I know I'm enjoying being nice and full out here.~" "Shut up, jerk!" Bethany grumbles, nudging your hands away. You start to just poke and prod at her, enjoying her begrudging retaliation to it. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "progress">> <<if $progress is 3>> <<append "#digestion">> You feel a sudden sharp pain in your gut and lurch forward. Her struggling seems to have hit you in just the right spot, and you can feel your stomach starting to clamp down on her. You try to fight it, but it's too late, her head is already starting to push back up into your esophagus. Right as you're starting to feel her in the back of your throat, however, there's another pain in your belly and she comes to a stop. She gives a muffled cry of frustration, but you're quick to take advantage and start trying to swallow her back down. Before long, your stomach has relented and she's sliding back to where she belongs. "Ugh, come on!" Bethany grumbles, giving the walls of your stomach an irritated shove. "That's not fair..." "Well, maybe if you weren't such a glutton you would have made it out," you tease, poking her head. "That was your belly getting stuck, wasn't it?" "You're one to talk! And shut up..." @@color:red;Your stomach can't hold out much longer.@@ <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<default>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</switch>>

<<Time 17.75>><<set $ateBethany to false>>Bethany's efforts are really starting to make you nauseous, and after one good shove your whole stomach seems to shudder. You wince and grab your bloated gut, all kinds of odd groans starting to come out of it. Your efforts to soothe it don't amount to much, and soon enough you feel your stomach tighten and a pressure starts to grow in your chest. You try to swallow her back down, but it's too late, your stomach has had more than enough. She quickly rushes up your throat, right up until her head is nearly in your mouth. Then she gets stuck for a moment, but with a painful spasm in your gut you feel the familiar discomfort of her distended belly being forced into your esophagus. She moves much slower on her way to freedom after that, the heavy pressure of her belly just inching its way up. Eventually, the swell of her gut slides past your lips, and the rest of her glides out effortlessly by comparison. You slump back on the bench, panting and coughing. Bethany sits up on the ground and covers her mouth, looking like she's about to barf as well. <<if $turn > 7>>She's been stripped to just her underwear by your stomach, her pale skin glistening with digestive fluids.<<elseif $turn > 3>>Her outfit is in tatters, filled with holes and fraying at every edge from the efforts of your stomach. She's also completely drenched in stomach acid and other fluids.<<else>>She's completely drenched in stomach acid and other fluids, but otherwise doesn't seem much worse for wear after going through you.<</if>> Her nausea seems to subside and she sighs, then coughs. "Ow..." you both grumble at the same time. "Ew, this is so disgusting..." Bethany says as she gets to her feet, flicking her hands in some attempt to dry them off. "Thanks a lot jerk... I really liked <<if $turn > 7>>that<<else>>this<</if>> sweater too..." She wraps her arms around her belly, still looking a little queasy, and starts to walk off toward Karbo, leaving you to recover on the bench. Your chest and throat are still sore from the escape, but after a few minutes you've mostly recovered. You sigh, ashamed to have lost it all after managing to fight her down. Your stomach growls, apparently still looking for something to tide it over until club. <<include "playerPredFail">>[[Head to the dining hall->September 4th- Dinner]]

<<Time 16.25>>You head across the hall and into the locker room. <<if $tourLocker>>It looks pretty much just how you remember it from when you were in here on orientation day, though it's a lot more populated now. The first two sections are pretty full, so you head to a locker in the last one. Getting a serious sense of déjà vu, you even find two of the girls from your earlier locker room escapade getting changed when you come around the bend--Sarah and Alesha.<<if $freshCoupleRel < 0>> You get put a little on edge and avoid looking in their direction, hoping things don't go anything like your last time here.<<elseif ($freshCoupleRel > -1) and ($freshCoupleMin < 0)>> You're a bit nervous, but they don't seem to pay you any mind. They must have legitimately gotten over their beef after yesterday.<</if>><<else>>It's your first time being in here since the tour skipped over it, but it's pretty much exactly what you expected. The left wall is barren, but on the right is an alcove ringed with grey lockers with a flat bench in the middle. There are two more identical alcoves behind it, each section divided by a row of lockers. At the far end of the room is a bathroom and what looks to be a few showers. The first two sections are pretty full, so you head to a locker in the last one, though even there three others are changing already.<<if $metSarah>> You quickly recognize two of the girls changing here as Sarah and Alesha.<</if>><</if>><<if $freshCoupleRel > 0>> "Oh hey $name! Nice to see you here too!" Sarah beams, turning to face you as you come around the row of lockers. "Hey! <<if $freshCoupleInfo2 > 0>><<if $emmaRel is 0>>I almost forgot you two were in this club<<else>>Good to see you guys<</if>><<else>><<if $emmaRel is 0>>I didn't expect to find you guys here<<else>>I just heard from Emma that you guys were in this club, good to see you<</if>><</if>>," you reply. When you look over at her, you quickly avert your gaze and blush a little, realizing she's completely topless.<<if $emmaRel > 0>> "O-Oh, um, <<if $freshCoupleInfo2 > 0>>Emma<<else>>she<</if>> says hi by the way."<</if>> "Haha don't be weird, this is a locker room, it's totally fine to be nude here!" Sarah says with a grin, bending over to take off her jeans. "People don't usually flaunt it, though, Sare," Alesha giggles, putting her hands on Sarah's shoulders and guiding her back to face her locker. "<<if $emmaRel > 0>>Hey $name! Yeah Emma's, like, your roommate, right? She's awesome, you lucked out!" "She is pretty <<if $emmaRel > 3>>great<<else>>fun<</if>>," you say, heading to a locker opposite them. "Good luck out there you two!" "You too!"<<else>>Hey $name! Good luck out there!" "Thanks, you too!" you say, heading to a locker opposite them.<</if>><</if>> Not long after you set your suit down and begin to take off your <<if $outfit is "normal">>shorts<<else>>skirt<</if>>, another girl shows up and starts to get changed next to you. You glance over at her--<<if $metMiranda>>she seems familiar, and after a brief moment you recognize her as Miranda, the junior from lunch on Monday. She's very confident, quickly stripping down to her underwear.<<else>>she's got long black hair, blue eyes, and tan skin. She's very confident, stripping down to her underwear by the time you've only gotten a single article of clothing off, revealing tan lines that betray a more pale true complexion.<</if>> You blush a little and she seems to notice your gaze. <<if $metMiranda>>"Oh hey, I remember you! What's your name again?" she says with an apologetic smile. "And sorry,<<else>>"Hi, I'm Miranda! It's nice to meet you," she says with a warm smile. "Sorry,<</if>> I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable, am I too close? You get really used to nudity even outside places like this where it's expected after being here for a while, it's easy to forget newcomers have different boundaries..." "Oh, no, you're fine," you say, a little hastily. "<<if $metMiranda>>It's<<else>>I'm<</if>> $name." There's a slight awkward pause as you both quickly slide off your panties and step into your swimsuits, pulling them up to your waist. "Is this your first time on a sports team? Most locker rooms I've been in were even more open than this," she says. "No, I swam in my senior year and did volleyball before that," you say, taking off your bra beneath your shirt. Miranda isn't so modest and lets her fairly impressive bust hang bare for a moment before pulling her suit the rest of the way up. "My highschool's locker room had some privacy curtains though..." "Oh that sounds nice! I used to be the self conscious type that snuck off to the bathroom stalls to change, I would have loved that," she says with a little laugh, stashing her clothes in the locker. "But like I said, this place really desensitizes you to being exposed." "I guess that makes sense," you say, <<if $fullness > 1>>struggling to pull your suit up over your bloated belly. Eventually you manage to get it past the bump, taking your shirt off once you've got it all the way on. It's a very tight fit with your meal still digesting, your midsection pretty uncomfortably compressed.<<else>>finishing putting your suit on and pulling off your shirt. <<if $breastSize > 34>>You had some trouble getting it over your chest, but you're<<else>>You're<</if>> a little amazed at how perfect of a fit it is<<if $fat > 34>> despite your current size<</if>>.<</if>> "So, are you excited for the first day? I hope Cali and Marie don't have you scared, they can be a bit much sometimes," Miranda says with a sigh. "Yeah! A little nervous though af--" "Come on Sare, give it back!" a giggling voice says, loud enough to cut you off.<<if $metAlesha>> It's Alesha, of course. You turn to find her in her underwear, trying to grab her swimsuit back from a<<if $freshCoupleRel > 0>> still<</if>> topless Sarah that's holding it hostage.<<else>> You and Miranda turn back to the girls on the other side of the bench. One is a tall black girl with braided hair, stripped down to just her underwear. Her chest looks almost flat, but her hips are hard to look away from. The other girl is a short blonde wearing glasses, totally naked other than a green pair of panties and holding onto what must be the other girl's swimsuit.<</if>> "Nuh-uh! You're way too good at getting these things on Ali, it spoils all the fun~" <<if $metSarah>>Sarah<<else>>the other girl<</if>> says, fending off her attempts to reclaim it. "I wanna see you naked before you can start!" "You see me naked all the time babe, we gotta be a little more serious here," <<if $metAlesha>>Alesha<<else>>the first girl<</if>> sighs, though she's smiling. "I'm serious about how beautiful you are.~" "Ugh, can you guys not right now?" a<<if !$metSarah and !$metAlesha>> third<</if>> girl a few lockers down says, snapping the straps of her suit on dramatically as she finishes changing. She has dirty blonde hair and looks just a little bit chubby. "Get a room." "Fine, prude..." <<if $metSarah>>Sarah<<else>>the blonde girl<</if>> pouts. "Just a kiss then, and you can have it back." "You're too much sometimes, Sarah..." <<if $metAlesha>>Alesha<<else>>the black girl<</if>> says with a warm smile. She bends down and rests a hand on <<if $metSarah>>Sarah<<else>>the other girl<</if>>'s face, giving her a quick kiss, then ruffling her hair when she finally returns the swimsuit. And Sarah wasn't wrong--it's shocking how quickly she's able to slip into it once she's no longer being interrupted. She seems to notice you and Miranda watching. "Um, sorry about that, didn't mean to cause a scene. I'm Alesha, and this is Sarah." "Oh you've got nothing to worry about!" Miranda says with a giggle. "I'm Miranda, it's nice to meet you!"<<if $freshCoupleRel < 0>> "Oh... hello, $name," Alesha says, narrowing her eyes. Sarah cuts in before you can say anything in response.<<elseif !$metSarah and !$metAlesha>> "$name," you say with a wave.<</if>> "Alright, how do I look?" <<if $freshCoupleRel < 0>>she<<else>>Sarah<</if>> says, having finally put her suit on. She does a turn around then strikes a little pose. "It's really snug, I like it!" "Are you done over here yet Meghan?" a harsh voice calls from around the corner. A fit girl with short black hair walks into view. She gets a smug look on her face and leans back a little with her arms crossed. "Geez, and you got stuck with all the newbies. Can't wait to leave all of you in the dust," she says with a laugh. Miranda clears her throat. "Yeah, I saw you Miranda," the girl sneers. "I see you haven't changed at all since last year, Joan," Miranda sighs. "I've only gotten better!" she sneers, snapping her fingers. "Bet you're still part of the loser squad with Kim, huh?" "Me and Kim are the only reason you made it past week one," Miranda grumbles. Joan just rolls her eyes. "Alright, take it easy Jo," the other girl from before, who you assume is Meghan, says with a laugh. "You don't want eating you to be the first break in little miss perfect's nice streak." "Yeah, yeah, like she could keep me down," Joan sneers, starting to walk off with Meghan. "Good luck out there chumps, you'll need it!" "Sorry about that, don't let Joan drag you down too much," Miranda says with a sigh. "She's only a sophomore but was one of the top swimmers on the team last year, and I think it went to her head. Anyways, let's get out there!" [[Head back to the pool->Swim Club- Tryouts]] <<set $lastOutfit to $outfit>><<set $outfit to "swim">>

<<set _roll to (random(1,20) - _debuff + $workedOut)>>\ <<if $fat > 49>>\ You kick off the wall and try to transition into your stroke. However, you didn't realize just how much your newly acquired weight would impact your ability to do so. Your first attempt barely gets you anywhere despite the added push from the wall. Taking a moment to adjust to how your body rests in the water, you try again, putting as much power into your movements as you can. It isn't very graceful, but this time as you crash back down into the water you find yourself moving at a decent pace. You keep pushing as hard as you can--you manage to make it to the other side, but you're absolutely exhausted and have to stop to catch your breath from all the effort it took to propel yourself. "Yeah, that's what I expected," Marie scoffs. "You can stop embarrassing yourself before you drop dead in the water." "You're right, Marie, I've seen enough," Calina says, shaking her head at you. She turns the clipboard she's holding around and taps something to get your attention even though there's no way you can read it from here. "I put your official score for today down as 'Needs to lose weight'. That's it. Work on that for next time." @@color:red;Calina and Marie are not impressed with your performance.@@<<set $captainFavor -= 1>> You sigh and struggle your way out of the pool, taking a walk of shame back over to the rest of the members. Miranda and Lily still congratulate you when you return to your spot, saying it was an impressive effort.<<if $freshCoupleRel > -1>> Sarah and Alesha don't seem to have even been paying attention<<if $freshCoupleRel > 0>>, at least until Sarah pokes a little fun at you for having done better<<else>> to your performance<</if>>.<</if>> There are only a couple other members that need to go, and before long the captains are returning to the group to wrap things up for the day. <<if _tried>><<silently>><<Workout>><</silently>><</if>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">>\ <<elseif _finished>>\ You look over at the captains once you've had a moment to catch your breath, awaiting their judgement. <<if _score is 8>>\ <<set $swim1Passed to true>>"Wow, it seems we may have judged you too quickly at the door," Calina says, a smile on her face. "That was downright impressive $name." "Agreed, Calina, I think that was our most impressive performance so far," Marie adds with a nod. She starts clapping. "A round of applause for our new upstart!" There's a brief round of clapping from the other members<<if $freshCoupleRel > 0>>, including some full on cheers from Sarah and Alesha<</if>>. Notably, Joan remains completely silent and gives you a dirty look. You get a big grin on your face. "Go ahead and get out, I'm expecting great things from you from here on out!" Calina says. @@color:lime;Calina and Marie seemed really impressed with your performance!@@<<set $captainFavor += 1>>\ <<elseif _score > 4>>\ <<set $swim1Passed to true>>"Not bad, $name, that was pretty good for a freshman just starting out," Calina says, marking something down on her clipboard. "Agreed, Calina, she did better than I expected," Marie adds.<<if $fullness > 0>> "Very impressive while she's dragging around that gut, in fact."<<elseif $fat > 19>> "Just think of how good you'll be once you work off that flab, if this is what you can accomplish now."<</if>> "Go ahead and get out, you can rejoin the others," Calina says, dismissing you with a wave.\ <<elseif _score > 1>>\ "I suppose that's good enough," Calina says, not even looking at you as she marks something down on her clipboard. "You can go ahead and get out to rejoin the others. "Yes, I suppose it wasn't completely awful but I'm still a little disappointed," Marie sighs.<<if ($fat > 19) or ($fullness > 1)>> "Maybe if she wasn't dragging around all that extra weight..."<</if>>\ <<else>>\ "Honestly, two in a row that are complete failures," Calina grumbles. "This might be the worst group of new recruits I've ever seen." "Honestly, Calina, it's like she wasn't even trying," Marie adds, crossing her arms. "Either you're awful, or you weren't taking this seriously at all. Both are extremely disappointing.<<if $fullness > 1>> Especially when you had the audacity to show up like that...<<elseif $fat > 19>> Just what I expected from all that weight hanging off of you.<</if>>" "Get out and rejoin the others," Calina says, marking something down on her clipboard. "We'll have a lot to work on with you in the coming weeks." @@color:red;Calina and Marie are not impressed with your performance.@@<<set $captainFavor -= 1>>\ <</if>> You<<if _score < 2>> sigh and<</if>> push yourself up out of the pool, your swimsuit dripping as you make your way back over to the rest of the team members.<<if _score < 5>> Joan immediately taunts you for your underwhelming performance, but Miranda shuts her down and congratulates your effort. Lily, at least, was very impressed.<<else>> Most of the team seems pretty impressed with your performance and offer words of approval; Lily particularly is very excited.<<if $freshCoupleRel > 0>> "Hey, nice going out there $name!" Alesha says. "I didn't realize you were that good!" "Yeah, even Ali might have some competition!" Sarah says. She giggles and hugs Alesha from the side. "You've gotta train hard so you can crush her, babe." "<<if _score is 8>>Thanks! I surprised myself a little to be honest,<<else>>"Haha, I don't know if I'm quite //that// good, but thanks!<</if>>" you reply with a smile.<</if>><</if>> There are only a couple other members that need to go, and before long the captains are returning to the group to wrap things up for the day.<<if _tried>><<silently>><<Workout>><</silently>><</if>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">>\ <<elseif $stamina <= 0>>\ As you return to the wall however, you realize just how exhausted you are. You're breathing heavily and your arms and legs feel weak, all the strength drained out of you. When you try to turn to start swimming again, you falter and have to brace yourself against the wall. You may have pushed yourself way too hard. "Alright, stop," Calina says, looking down at you with her arms crossed. "We don't want you to pass out in the water." "<<if _score > 4>>You were even doing really well, but none of that matters if you can't finish<<else>>Nothing you do matters if you can't finish<</if>>," Marie says, shaking her head. "Knowing how to pace yourself within your limits is more important than your skill in any individual stroke." "Yes, you knew ahead of time what you were required to do, you should have planned accordingly," Calina says, writing something on her clipboard. "Go ahead and get out to rest." @@color:red;Calina and Marie are not impressed with your performance.@@<<set $captainFavor -= 1>> You sigh and struggle your way out of the pool, heading back over to the rest of the team members. You immediately take a seat, almost laying down with how tired you are. Miranda<<if $freshCoupleRel > -1>>, Alesha,<</if>> and a few others check in to make sure you're alright, though Joan laughs at the fact you couldn't finish. Lily, at least, was very impressed. There are only a couple other members that need to go, and before long the captains are returning to the group to wrap things up for the day.<<if _tried>><<silently>><<Workout>><</silently>><</if>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">>\ <<elseif $counter is 0>>\ <<set $counter += 1>>\ Touching the wall back where you started, you prepare to move on to the backstroke. \ <<link "Take it easy">><<replace "#choice2">>Figuring that they're measuring each stroke independently, you wait at the side of the pool for a little while to catch your breath before finally kicking off again. <<if _roll > 10>><<set _score += 1>>You lie back and propel yourself backwards through the water, arms spiraling back and legs kicking furiously. Your form is a little choppy, but you still feel pretty good about it.<<else>>You lie back and start to wind your arms back, quickly finding the stroke much harder than you remembered it being. You splash and flail across the surface of the water, losing your balance a few times and having to quickly right yourself. Marie is holding a hand over her mouth to hide her laughter by the time you've completed the two laps.<</if>> <<include "SwimTryout">><</replace>><</link>> <<link "Pace yourself">><<replace "#choice2">><<set _tried to true>><<set $stamina -= 10>>You only pause briefly to recover before kicking off again. You're sure they're judging you overall on top of each individual stroke, so there's no time to waste. <<if _roll > 15>><<set _score += 2>>You glide effortlessly across the surface of the water, arms winding back in careful arcs to propel you backwards over the surface. You manage to get going so fast you nearly bump your head into the opposite wall, not realizing you'd made it so far already. Your return is just as graceful, and Marie gives you a nod from the sidelines.<<elseif _roll > 5>><<set _score += 1>>You lie back and propel yourself backwards through the water, arms spiraling back and legs kicking furiously. Your form is a little choppy, but you still feel pretty good about it.<<else>>You lie back and start to wind your arms back, quickly finding the stroke much harder than you remembered it being. You splash and flail across the surface of the water, losing your balance a few times and having to quickly right yourself. Marie is holding a hand over her mouth to hide her laughter by the time you've completed the two laps.<</if>> <<include "SwimTryout">><</replace>><</link>> <<link "Give it your all">><<replace "#choice2">><<set _tried to true>><<set $stamina -= 22>>You immediately push yourself back off into action, wanting to show off your endurance and drive on top of your skill at each stroke individually. <<if _roll > 0>><<set _score += 2>>You glide effortlessly across the surface of the water, arms winding back in careful arcs to propel you backwards over the surface. You manage to get going so fast you nearly bump your head into the opposite wall, not realizing you'd made it so far already. Your return is just as graceful, and Marie gives you a nod from the sidelines.<<else>><<set _score += 1>>You lie back and propel yourself backwards through the water, arms spiraling back and legs kicking furiously. Your form is a little choppy, but you still feel pretty good about it.<</if>> <<include "SwimTryout">><</replace>><</link>>\ <<elseif $counter is 1>>\ <<set $counter += 1>>\ With the backstroke out of the way, you've crossed the half way mark. <<if $stamina < 50>>You're breathing heavily and starting to feel exhaustion settling in, but you know you've still got four more laps ahead of you. Breast stroke is up next.<<else>>You came to a stop back at the wall, preparing to move on to the breast stroke.<</if>> \ <<link "Take it easy">><<replace "#choice3">><<if $stamina < 50>>Definitely ready for a break<<else>>Not wanting to overdo it<</if>>, you take an extended break before starting up again, taking things easy. The captains don't seem all that happy with the wait. <<if _roll > 10>><<set _score += 1>>You kick off the wall, staying under for as long as you can as you move. You push yourself forward through the water, popping your head up above the surface with every stroke. You end up moving slower than you expected, but it still felt pretty good.<<else>>You kick off the wall, starting to push your arms out to propel you forward. Unfortunately, the first time you come up for air you miscalculate and get a noseful of water, having to stop dead in your tracks as you're struck by a fit of coughing. Once you recover, things go pretty smoothly, but the look of contempt you're getting from Calina tells you it wasn't enough to make up for that embarrassment.<</if>> <<include "SwimTryout">><</replace>><</link>> <<link "Pace yourself">><<replace "#choice3">><<set _tried to true>><<set $stamina -= 10>>You only take a short break, knowing you need to push through the rest of this. There will be time to rest when you're finished. <<if _roll > 15>><<set _score += 2>>You masterfully pull yourself through the water, not missing a beat as you thrust your arms out and back. You can feel that you're hitting a personal best on this, at the very least, breezing through both laps in no time at all.<<elseif _roll > 5>><<set _score += 1>>You kick off the wall, staying under for as long as you can as you move. You push yourself forward through the water, popping your head up above the surface with every stroke. You end up moving slower than you expected, but it still felt pretty good.<<else>>You kick off the wall, starting to push your arms out to propel you forward. Unfortunately, the first time you come up for air you miscalculate and get a noseful of water, having to stop dead in your tracks as you're struck by a fit of coughing. Once you recover, things go pretty smoothly, but the look of contempt you're getting from Calina tells you it wasn't enough to make up for that embarrassment.<</if>> <<include "SwimTryout">><</replace>><</link>> <<link "Give it your all">><<replace "#choice3">><<set _tried to true>><<set $stamina -= 22>>Taking a deep breath, you quickly jump right into the next set. You want to make sure they know you're willing to give one hundred percent. <<if _roll > 0>><<set _score += 2>>You masterfully pull yourself through the water, not missing a beat as you thrust your arms out and back. You can feel that you're hitting a personal best on this, at the very least, breezing through both laps in no time at all.<<else>><<set _score += 1>>You kick off the wall, staying under for as long as you can as you move. You push yourself forward through the water, popping your head up above the surface with every stroke. You end up moving slower than you expected, but it still felt pretty good.<</if>> <<include "SwimTryout">><</replace>><</link>>\ <<else>>\ <<set _finished to true>>\ Touching back on the wall once again, you're down to the final stretch. All that's left is freestyle, the stroke you're most comfortable with. \ <<link "Take it easy">><<replace "#choice4">><<if $stamina < 50>>Very exhausted at this point, you decide to walk it in for the last set and treat it more like a cooldown.<<else>>You decide to take the final set nice and easy.<</if>> <<if _roll > 10>><<set _score += 1>>You kick off the wall, dragging yourself through the water arm over arm, kicking furiously to propel yourself. It feels like an alright finish--nothing flashy but a perfectly fine performance for your skill level.<<else>>You push off and start to drag yourself through the water arm over arm, but something feels off. For some reason, you can't quite get enough power out of your kicking and wind up moving at a snail's pace, taking an agonizingly long time to make it to the other side and back. Marie doesn't even try to hide her laughter.<</if>> <<include "SwimTryout">><</replace>><</link>> <<link "Pace yourself">><<replace "#choice4">><<set _tried to true>><<set $stamina -= 10>>You take a deep breath, pausing for just a moment to regain your strength. Although you're tired, you know you need to finish strong. <<if _roll > 15>><<set _score += 2>>You push off and race across the surface of the water, surging forward with every arc of your arm, your legs kicking so furiously it looks like you have a motor attached to your back. Nailing the turnaround, you soar back to the start for a perfect finish. Marie is grinning and even claps a few times.<<elseif _roll > 5>><<set _score += 1>>You kick off the wall, dragging yourself through the water arm over arm, kicking furiously to propel yourself. It feels like an alright finish--nothing flashy but a perfectly fine performance for your skill level.<<else>>You push off and start to drag yourself through the water arm over arm, but something feels off. For some reason, you can't quite get enough power out of your kicking and wind up moving at a snail's pace, taking an agonizingly long time to make it to the other side and back. Marie doesn't even try to hide her laughter.<</if>> <<include "SwimTryout">><</replace>><</link>> <<link "Give it your all">><<replace "#choice4">><<set _tried to true>><<set $stamina -= 22>>Ready to put everything you've got into the final set, you get right into position. <<if _roll > 0>><<set _score += 2>>You push off and race across the surface of the water, surging forward with every arc of your arm, your legs kicking so furiously it looks like you have a motor attached to your back. Nailing the turnaround, you soar back to the start for a perfect finish. Marie is grinning and even claps a few times.<<else>><<set _score += 1>>You kick off the wall, dragging yourself through the water arm over arm, kicking furiously to propel yourself. It feels like an alright finish--nothing flashy but a perfectly fine performance for your skill level.<</if>> <<include "SwimTryout">><</replace>><</link>>\ <</if>>\ <<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<SidebarText>><</replace>>

<<Time 18.5>>You head back across the hall to the locker room, making your way past the busy rows of girls changing out of their suits back to the locker you were at earlier. <<if $swim1Passed>>As you pass by the second section, you happen to notice Joan glaring at you. Something about your success really seems to have ticked her off. \ <<link "Rush through changing to get out ahead of her">><<replace "#choice">>You decide you don't want to take any chances of her trying anything, considering her demeanor earlier. You pick up the pace and hurry back to your locker, quickly stripping off your suit without nearly as much regard for prying eyes as before. You haphazardly throw your clothes back on, not even properly drying yourself off first so they end up getting a little damp. Once you're decent, you hurry out towards the door, passing by Miranda as she only just now comes to change. Your stomach growls as you make your way down the hall. You should probably get to the dining hall before it closes. [[Head to dinner->September 4th- Dinner]]<</replace>><</link>> <<link "Ignore it">><<replace "#choice">>You just shrug it off and carry on your way. Sarah and Alesha are there at their lockers ahead of you, being surprisingly efficient at getting clothed this time around. <<if $freshCoupleRel < 0>>Sarah sticks her tongue out at you as you pass by on the way to your locker.<</if>><</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</link>> <<else>>Sarah and Alesha are there ahead of you, being surprisingly efficient at getting clothed this time around. <<if $freshCoupleRel < 0>>Sarah sticks her tongue out at you as you pass by on the way to your locker.<</if>><<done>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</done>><</if>> <<if $freshCoupleRel > -1>>"Good <<if $swim1Passed>>job<<else>>effort<</if>> out there $name!" Alesha says as you pass by on the way to your locker. "I don't know about you, but I think this is gonna be a really fun team to be on." "Yeah I'm excited! I can take it easy without being the worst one," Sarah says with a laugh. "You guys looked good out there too! I bet it'll be a good time," you reply.<<if $fat > 34>> "I think I might need to start hitting the gym more often though..."<</if>> "I'm glad you're all enjoying it!" Miranda says, arriving a little late. "Last year a lot of people got put off by Cali and Marie being captains since they can be... intimidating." "Ah, I've had way worse before," Alesha says, finished changing and starting to gather her things. "Yeah, I was getting more of a tough love vibe than them just being mean," Sarah says. "Talk to you guys later!" She and Alesha wave as they make their exit from the locker room.<<if $freshCoupleRel < 2>> <<Couple 1>><</if>><<else>>You open the locker to double check your clothes are there, deliberately dragging your feet a little in hopes that you can get a bit more privacy if you take long enough. As you start to dry off better with one of the towels they gave, Miranda comes in to get changed and waves to you.<</if>> <<if $swim1Passed>>"You did really good out there $name! I bet you'll be one of the ones to get to go to the meet later in the year," Miranda says with a smile, starting to get changed. "Thanks! You were really good too," you reply, averting your gaze as she steps out of her suit and towels off.<<else>>"You put in a good effort out there, $name! Don't worry too much about Cali and Marie, they can be harsh sometimes. I know you'll get better with a little practice," Miranda says with a smile, starting to get changed. "Thanks, I'm hoping I'll be more prepared next week now that I've gotten my feet wet," you reply, averting your gaze as she steps out of her suit and towels off. "You were really good though!"<</if>> "Thank you! I'd love to stick around and talk, but I've got somewhere I need to be tonight," she says, quickly donning her clothes. "I'm sure I'll see you around though, next club meeting at least! Stay safe, alright?" "I'll do my best," you reply with a little laugh. "See you later!" <<if $swim1Passed>>She smiles and waves goodbye as she takes off toward the door. You turn to finally start getting changed yourself, only to hear another voice from behind you just as you start to slide out of your suit. It's Joan. "Thank god, I was afraid she'd walk you all the way home," she laughs. "Let's talk, newbie." [[Uh-oh...->Swim Club- Joan Strikes]]<<else>>She smiles and waves goodbye as she takes off toward the door. Now that you're mostly alone, you finally start getting changed yourself: drying off, peeling off your suit, and donning the clothes you had on before. Once you're all set, you place the wet swimsuit back in the bag it came from and head out into the hall. Your stomach growls shortly after leaving the locker room--you should probably get to the dining hall before it closes. [[Head to dinner->September 4th- Dinner]]<<set $outfit to $lastOutfit>><</if>><<set $metSarah to true>><<set $metAlesha to true>><<set $metMiranda to true>>

<<Time 18.75>><<set $joanSwim1Bully to 1>><<set $analByJoan to true>><<set $predName to "Joan">><<set $predAnalProficiency to 2>><<set $analNonFatal to false>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "Joan Anal_PreyStruggle">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "Joan Anal_Actions">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Joan- Pulled In">><<set $analEscapeLink to "Joan- Escaped 1">><<set $depth to 1>><<set $analFacing to 0>><<set $analSidebarDepthDisplay[0] to "Head Deep">><<set $analSidebarDepthDisplay[1] to "Waist Deep">><<set $analSidebarDepthDisplay[2] to "Colon">><<set $predAnalStrain to Math.min(0, (($playerSize - 5)*3) + ($fullness * 2))>><<set _entry to true>><<set _drained to false>><<set _firstIn to false>>\ "Uh, sure, do you need..?" you say, still holding the straps of your suit as you turn your head back. You trail off when you notice that she's completely nude right now. "Um, you wanna finish changing first?" "Nah, I'm hitting the showers once we're done here," she laughs. "Besides, I wouldn't want to stretch out my suit." "Look, I don't know what your problem is," you say, turning to fully face her and starting to try and inch your way to the outskirts of the lockers. "But--" "My problem is with you, punk," she says, pushing you back into the lockers. She slams her hand next to you and leans in uncomfortably close. "You must really think you're hot shit, huh? Coming in here, showing off to the captains like you're something special." Her eyes narrow a little and she grins down at you. "Well guess what? You ain't shit." "Sounds like maybe I am if you're this mad that I... swam good? I guess?" you dare to say, trying to slide away from her but quickly getting shut down by her other arm. You glance over at the other girl who was getting changed in this section in hopes of assistance, but find her watching with her arms crossed and a grin on her face. "Yeah, sure looks a lot like you're just salty there's a freshman that might be able to measure up to you, Jo!" the other girl laughs. You're pretty sure her name was Meghan. "Shut it, Meg! Who's side are you on?" Joan growls, glancing over at her. You take the opportunity to try and duck under her and make a break for it, only for Joan to swing her arm into your gut so hard it knocks the wind out of you. You stumble and fall to your knees. <<if $fat > 19>>"Like this fatass could ever show me up in //anything//,"<<else>>"Where do you think you're going?"<</if>> she says, looking down at you with a wicked grin. "What the hell do you want?" you say with a cough. "I just want to make sure all our new recruits know their place," she says. She bends over to get in your face again while you're still on the ground. "And a worthless runt like you? I know //exactly// where you belong.~" She turns around and shoves her butt in your face, pulling one cheek aside so you have a direct view of her puckered asshole. Your eyes go wide, <<if $analByMatilda or $analByOlivia>>getting flashbacks to your experience with <<if $analByMatilda>>Matilda<<else>>Olivia<</if>><<else>>suddenly realizing where she plans to take this<</if>>. "Stop, you can't--//mmph//!" you try to protest, but she slams her ass into your face, pushing you back against the lockers before you can move away. You bring up your arms to try and push her off, but she grabs your hands. "Oh I can!" she says, grunting as she grinds her butt back and forth against you a few times, getting into a good position. She pushes back hard and you feel her ass cheeks start to part around your head. With just a little more pressure, your head is squeezed into the hot confines of <<if $analByMatilda or $analByOlivia>>someone's intestines for the second time this week<<else>>her rectum<</if>>. She slides down all the way until she's sitting on your shoulders, her anus wrapped around your throat, occasionally twitching with extra pressure. "I'm gonna teach you a lesson you won't forget."<<set $sceneDefense to 0>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "analPreyOptions">></div>

<<if ($turn is 0) and ($counter is 0)>> <<set $counter += 1>> <<append "#digestion">> "Haha, damn! You really got under her skin, $name! She saves anal for when she's //really// trying to send a message," you hear Meghan say, her voice and laughter muffled by Joan's ass. "Honestly though, kinda sad you're showing someone to the back door just for this, not even like she was gloating to you." "Shut up, I wasn't gonna let that smug face of hers slide," Joan grunts. "Like you wouldn't eat someone just for pointing out your roots." "Hey, watch it!" "I--//mph//--rest my case..."<<if ($fat > 34) or ($fullness > 1)>> Joan grunts. "Geez, she's such a fatass I think it's actually gonna give me trouble..."<</if>> <</append>> <</if>> <<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "out">> <<if _entry>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $depth is 1>> You fight to get Joan off of you and free your head from her disgusting insides. In a difficult position with the way she has you locked down, you have to get creative to slip out. You try pushing up on her through the grip she has on your hands and attempt to pull back with your legs. <<else>> Though you're in a bad position, you do the best you can to fight for your freedom. You shift back and forth inside of her, planting your legs as firmly as you can on the ground and attempting to use them to pull back. <</if>> <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericAnalPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<case "in">> <<if _entry>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $depth is 1>> <<set $depth += 1>> You shift a little beneath her, but you can tell that she has you pinned too well--the odds you'd manage to get out of this now that it's started are slim. Knowing there's no way to avoid it anyways, you decide to assert yourself and show her you aren't afraid of her. You take a brief moment to brace yourself for the disgusting journey ahead. "Do your worst..!" you say as loud as the cramped confines will allow. You use her grip on your arms to pull her down, pushing yourself forward into her as hard as you can manage from your position, almost like you're standing up into her butt. <<else>> You shift a little beneath her, but you can tell that she has you in too far--the odds you'd manage to get out of this now that it's started are slim. Knowing there's no way to avoid it anyways, you decide to assert yourself and show her you aren't afraid of her. You take a brief moment to brace yourself for the disgusting journey ahead. "Do your worst..!" you say as loud as the cramped confines will allow. Then, you start to shift your body and wriggle your arms, doing everything you can from your position to push yourself further into her body. <</if>> <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericAnalPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<case "brace">> <<if _entry>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $depth is 1>> Desperate to avoid your disgusting fate, you stretch your arms out as far as you can with her gripping your hands, attempting to stop her from taking your shoulders in. <<else>> Panicking at the fact she's gotten you this far along, you try to do anything you can think of to stop your descent into her body. The first thing that comes to mind is to spread your legs wide, making it harder for her to pull them in. <</if>> <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericAnalPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<case "strain">> <<if _entry>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $lastAction is "in">> <<set $depth += 1>> <<set $stamina -= 6>> <<set _chose to true>> Joan gasps, followed by a very subtle moan. <<if $depth is 1>>She lets go of your hands and rests her own on the bulge you're starting to make<<else>>She rests her hands on the bulge you're starting to make<</if>>, then starts to laugh. You can feel her muscles twitch a little around you. "Haha, what a freak! At least she knows where she needs to be," she laughs. She adjusts herself to help your efforts, using her inner muscles to pull you in. "I hope you don't think this'll make me forgive you." "Girl, you can call her a freak but don't think I can't see those headlights you're rocking right now," you hear Meghan say, cracking up. "I don't know if that's from what she's doing or if you just get off on bullying!" "You're one to--//mmph//--talk, just sitting there watching your naked friend shove someone up her butt," Joan grunts, working her way over the last of you. "You know what, you actually make a good point for once Jo, I guess we're //all// freaks here!" Meghan laughs. <<elseif $lastAction is "out">> <<set $depth -= 1>> <<set $stamina -= 6>> <<set _chose to true>> Joan's efforts to bring you in seem to falter, her body's grip on you loosening a little. You take the opportunity to push even harder towards freedom, managing to start dragging yourself back out of her with your legs. <<else>> <<set $stamina -= 2>> Surprisingly, Joan doesn't seem to attempt much to stop your resistance, seeming to take the opportunity to rest a little. You can feel her breathing a little heavier with the grip her insides have on you. <</if>> @@color:yellow;$predName seems to be tiring out.@@ <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericAnalPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<case "move">> <<if _entry>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $depth is 1>> Joan quickly loses the upper hand and has to reposition, only managing to put a stop to your escape attempt once you've nearly made it out. Unfortunately, she's able to lock down your arms again and you wind up in a situation like you started in. @@color:yellow;You're back to having just your head in her ass.@@ <<elseif $depth > 2>> <<if _chose>> With one last push from Joan, you're sealed inside, your entire body wrapped tight by the slick flesh of her colon. You can hear and feel her breathe heavily for a little while, then the world shifts around you as she gets up onto her feet. She smacks the front of her gut and pulls you just a little bit deeper. "There we go, this feels much more fitting for you. It's where shit belongs right?" she laughs. "And you just crawled right in like the shameless trash you are. Tell you what, if you humiliate yourself just a little bit more, I'll let you back out." "What do you want?" you grunt, bent into an uncomfortable position by her insides. "All you have to do is tell the truth!" she says, giving you a taunting pat through her gut. "I want you to say... 'I'm a worthless piece of shit that could never measure up to Joan. She's better than me in every way and I wish I could be her.' Say it loud, and I'll let you off with just this warning instead of an acid bath." <<else>> Joan starts to pull harder, eagerly grabbing at your legs to push them in and hasten the final stretch. Despite your best efforts, you're sealed inside, your entire body wrapped tight by the slick flesh of her colon. You can hear and feel her breathe heavily for a little while, then the world shifts around you as she gets up onto her feet. She smacks the front of her gut and pulls you just a little bit deeper. "There we go, this feels much more fitting for you. It's where shit belongs right?" she laughs. "You should be right at home, but I guess I'll make you a generous offer--do something for me, and I'll let you back out." "What do you want!?" you grunt, bent into an uncomfortable position by her insides. "All you have to do is tell the truth!" she says, giving you a taunting pat through her gut. "I want you to say... 'I'm a worthless piece of shit that could never measure up to Joan. She's better than me in every way and I wish I could be her.' Say it loud, and I'll let you off with just this warning instead of an acid bath." <</if>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <<else>> You can feel her cheeks starting to spread further and further from where she's perched as she forces herself down, and eventually she reaches the point where she's stretched enough to get your shoulders in. Once the first bit starts to slide in, she easily glides down your torso, letting out a slight moan. She comes to a stop around your hips<<if $buttSize > 24>>--your thick thighs seeming to offer enough resistance to block her advance for now--<<else>>, <</if>>sealing your entire upper body into the slick confines of her intestines. @@color:yellow;You're in down to your waist.@@ <</if>> <</append>> <<if $depth > 2>> <<replace "#special">> <<link "Swallow your pride and do it">> <<goto [[Joan- Released]]>> <</link>> <<link "Refuse">> <<append "#digestion">> <<set _entry to false>><<set $joanSwim1Bully to 2>><<set $analSidebarDepthDisplay[0] to "At The Backdoor">><<set $analSidebarDepthDisplay[1] to "Colon">><<set $analSidebarDepthDisplay[2] to "Lower Small Intestine">> "Fuck no," you grunt, giving as hard of a kick as you can manage to her insides. "Just get me out of here, you're disgusting!" "Yeah, I don't know why I expected you to be able to make the smart choice," Joan says, squeezing you from the outside. You suddenly feel the walls around you clamp down hard and start to force you deeper in. You try to resist, but can't manage much against the intense pressure as you helplessly slide further and further into her digestive tract. "It won't--//hmmph//--matter if you admit it or--//mph//--not once I've churned you down into nothing..." she grunts, straining as she drags you deeper. You aren't really sure where you are when she finally stops to rest, though you can hear her stomach gurgling above you. "What, you're not gonna hit her with a 'this way you'll finally get to be part of a //real// swimmer'?" you hear the muffled voice of Meghan ask. "That's like, a classic Joan line." "Why are you even still here? I'm in the middle of something," Joan grumbles. "Rude, but fair point. I guess I'll see you back at the dorm," Meghan replies, followed by the subtle sound of footsteps walking away. "Now then..." Joan says, pressing a hand against you. "Time to teach you just how big of a mistake you just made.~" <</append>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<SidebarText>><</replace>> <</link>> <</replace>> <</if>> <<else>> <<include "genericAnalPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<default>> <<include "genericAnalPreyStruggle">> <</switch>>

<<if ($depth is 2) and _entry>><<set $predDefense += 3>><</if>> <<if _entry>> <<set $predAction to "in">> <<elseif ($lastAction is "in") or ($stamina <= 0) or ($depth is 1)>> <<set $predAction to "in">> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "squeeze">> <</if>> <<if _entry>> <<include "standardAnalPreyOutcome">> <<if $lastAction is "exhausted">> <<append "#digestion">> "Aw, what's wrong?" Joan laughs. "All out of fight already? Pathetic..." She starts to <<if $depth is 1>>push down on you<<else>>pull you in<</if>> harder. "You'll have plenty of time to rest once you're--//mph//--up my ass." <</append>> <<elseif $lastAction is "in">> <<append "#digestion">> Joan gasps, followed by a very subtle moan. <<if $depth is 1>>She lets go of your hands and rests her own on the bulge you're starting to make<<else>>She rests her hands on the bulge you're starting to make<</if>>, then starts to laugh. You can feel her muscles twitch a little around you. "Haha, what a freak! At least she knows where she needs to be," she laughs. She adjusts herself to help your efforts, using her inner muscles to pull you in. "I hope you don't think this'll make me forgive you." "Girl, you can call her a freak but don't think I can't see those headlights you're rocking right now," you hear Meghan say, cracking up. "I don't know if that's from what she's doing or if you just get off on bullying!" "You're one to--//mmph//--talk, just sitting there watching your naked friend shove someone up her butt," Joan grunts, working her way over the last of you. "You know what, you actually make a good point for once Jo, I guess we're //all// freaks here!" Meghan laughs. <</append>> <<elseif $lastAction is "brace">> <<if $success is 1>> <<append "#digestion">> "Don't bother, you know you can't stop me," Joan sneers, <<if $depth is 2>>squeezing hard with her inner muscles to drag you in<<else>>pushing down harder on you<</if>>. Unfortunately, it doesn't take much for her to break your defense position. <</append>> <<else>> <<append "#digestion">> "Don't bother, you know you can't stop me," Joan sneers, <<if $depth is 2>>squeezing hard with her inner muscles to drag you in<<else>>pushing down harder on you<</if>>. Despite her confidence, your attempt to block her seems to hold and she eventually pauses to rest for a moment without making any notable progress. <</append>> <</if>> <<elseif $lastAction is "out">> <<if $success is 0>> <<append "#digestion">> "You won't be able to--//mph//--what the hell?" Joan grunts, trying to pull you in but not having much luck. Somehow, you manage to actually start sliding back out. <</append>> <<elseif $success is 2>> <<append "#digestion">> You can feel Joan<<if $depth is 1>> pushing down hard on your shoulders<<else>> clenching her inner muscles to pull you in<</if>>, but she seems to be struggling to overcome your attempts at escape. She gives a frustrated grunt as the two of you reach a stalemate. <</append>> <<else>> <<append "#digestion">> "That's pathetic that you think you even have a chance," Joan sneers, <<if $depth is 1>>pushing down<<else>>pulling in<</if>> hard. You start to slide deeper into her despite your best efforts to get out. <</append>> <</if>> <</if>> <<append "#digestion">> <</append>> <<elseif ($lastAction is "in") and (_firstIn != true)>> <<set _firstIn to true>> <<include "standardAnalPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "I can tell where you're going in there, you know. That eager to get digested, or just so stupid you forgot you went in head first?" Joan says with a laugh. "I bet you think you're doing something clever here, but I don't care. You're trash, you won't be able to beat my stomach no matter how you get there." You can feel her start to use her muscles to drag you deeper through her intestines, assisting your own efforts. "Come on in.~" <</append>> <<elseif ($stamina <= 0) and !_drained>> <<set _drained to true>> <<include "standardAnalPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Aw, poor little thing, already out of fight? Are you sorry yet?" Joan taunts, giving her gut a smack. "I think it's about time we wrap things up." You feel her start to use her muscles to drag you deeper through her intestines, and you're helpless to stop her at this point. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "standardAnalPreyOutcome">> <<include "genericAnalPreyMessages">> <</if>>

<<Time 19>><<set $predSS to 35>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to false>><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "Joan(TEXT)">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "Joan_Actions">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Joan- Escaped 2">>The walls around you clamp down hard, attempting to drag you deeper. You can hear her stomach roaring just ahead of you as your face is pressed against the sphincter keeping it at bay. The walls relax a little just before you actually begin to push through. "Did you enjoy the ride, newbie? Just think, soon you'll be part of a real swimmer, and you'll finally be worth something!" she laughs. "...fuck, Meg was right..." she mutters after a brief pause. "Whatever. I've wasted enough time on trash like you, get in here and digest." The intense pressure returns, and it only takes a single push for your head to be forced forward into her churning stomach. The rest of you follows shortly after, going slow enough to leave you completely submerged in acid for a worrying amount of time. You gasp for breath above the surface as the last of you slides in from her intestines, getting deposited in the roomier, but much more aggressive chamber. Groans and gurgles echo around you as the walls eagerly writhe and grind against you. "//Mmph//, there..." Joan says, panting a little. She gives her belly a firm smack, jostling the acid around you. "I've got dinner, that smug little new recruit is dealt with... I think it's finally time for that shower." You feel her rise to her feet and start walking somewhere. "Don't just go on with your day, get me out of here asshole!" you shout, giving a hard kick to the wall in front of you. "//*urp*// Oh shut up, I'm done with you."<<set $sceneAttack to 0>><<set $sceneDefense to 0>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "preyOptions">></div>

<<if $joanSwim1Bully is 1>>Refusing to submit to the disgusting fate ahead of you<<if $analByMatilda or $analByOlivia>> again<</if>>, you do everything you can to free your head despite the tough position she has you in. You start to try and drag yourself forward with your feet, fighting against her grip to bring your hands into a position where you can push her off. Though your arms are trembling, you manage to get the slightest grip on her butt, and it's enough for you to start slowly pulling out of her. "How the hell..?" Joan grunts. You feel her try to push down, but your small success gives you the extra little burst of motivation you need and you push back harder. Putting everything you've got into a final shove, your head manages to slide the rest of the way out, accompanied by a pretty gross sound and a gasp from Joan. You're quick to try and scramble away from her, but you feel something grab the back of your swimsuit. "We're not done yet you--" "Hey, hey, easy there Jo!" Meghan says, laughing as she puts a hand on her shoulder. "Fair's fair, she got out. I think getting her head shoved up your ass is enough punishment, trying to put her back in again now would just be embarrassing." "Hmmph." Joan lets go of you, grumbling to herself. "Fine. Just remember newbie: stay in your lane next time, or we're finishing this," she growls, storming off to the other side of the lockers where she was getting changed. "What happened to that shower?" Meghan says, ignoring you to rejoin her. "There's a shower in the dorm, we're leaving!" You sit up and breathe a sigh of relief. Then you gag a little, your head feeling absolutely disgusting after that. Since Joan is gone, you decide to make a quick stop in the shower to rinse it off and wash your hair before resuming getting changed. Back to feeling mostly clean, you place your wet swimsuit back in the bag it came from and head out into the hall. Your stomach growls shortly after leaving the locker room--you should probably get to the dining hall before it closes. <<include "analEscapeEnd">>[[Head to dinner->September 4th- Dinner]]<<set $outfit to $lastOutfit>><<else>>Refusing to let her get away with this, you brace yourself against the walls wrapped around you, pushing your arms into the slick flesh as hard as you can. Then, you put all your strength into pushing back against the barrier keeping you inside. You can feel Joan trying to squeeze you and keep you in, but you keep pushing, and pushing, until--her anus gives way and you feel the cool air of the locker room on your feet. "F-Fuck, how are you... Get back--//*mmph*//!" Joan tries to protest, but you're too determined now that you've gotten a taste of freedom. You can feel her trying her best to clamp down on you and drag you back, but her concentration keeps getting broken by the sensation of your escape and your legs keep inching out despite her efforts. When your hips slide past the threshold of her body, she gasps and leans forward, making your job much easier. With a better position and your legs able to properly assist, it isn't long before you're able to wriggle your arms out, and as soon as you can bend your elbows it's over. Joan doesn't give up on pulling you back until the end. Planting your hands on her butt and bracing your legs, you push as hard as you can until, with an odd, wet sound, the rest of your body pulls free from hers. In your desperation you used so much force that you stumble backward and crash into the lockers once you're free. "You... little..." Joan says, leaning against the bench and panting. She turns to look at you, her cheeks flushed but an intense look in her eyes. Once she sees you, however, she grins and starts to laugh. "Haha, oh my god, you look so disgusting!" She wipes some sweat off her brow and stands back up straight. "You know what, enjoy your 'victory' if you wanna call it that--with you looking like that, I think I got my point across. And no way in hell am I putting something I shit out back in my body." She turns and starts to walk off back toward the locker she was changing at, giving you a sarcastic wave. "See you next week newbie! We'll do this again if you haven't learned your place.~" You stay sitting on the ground without giving her a response, panting with exhaustion. You shudder a little, feeling absolutely disgusting after that. The slamming of the locker room door tells you she's gone, at least. With a sigh, you get up and head over to the showers to try and get clean, peeling off your now-soiled swimsuit. Luckily, there's even soap available so after a while you're able to feel at least relatively clean. The same can't be said for your swimsuit, which is probably going to need an extra deep cleaning to get the scent out. It may be worth just asking Professor Steria for a new one. Once you're cleaned off, you head back out to the main locker area, sighing as you dry off and put your clothes back on. You make your way out into the hall, noticing that Calina and Marie are still in the pool area doing practice of their own, completely oblivious to what just happened to one of their members. You head down the hall and out of the building, deciding to skip out on dinner and head straight to your dorm. You can't bring yourself to have much of an appetite after that, plus you aren't even positive how late it is to know if the dining hall is open. <<include "analEscapeEnd">>[[Head back to your dorm->September 4th- Night]]<</if>><<set $outfit to $lastOutfit>><<set $outfitState to "normal">>

<<set $joanSwim1Bully to 4>><<Time 19.25>>"Seriously?" you sigh. The flesh around you immediately tightens and drags you a little further in. "Is that sass I hear?" she says. "Sounds like 'acid bath' talk to me." "...I'm a worthless piece of shit that could never measure up to Joan," you say, rolling your eyes within the darkness of her guts. "She's better than me in every way and I wish I could be her." "Hmm, what was that? Could you speak up?" she says, poking you. You can //hear// the shit-eating grin she has right now. "I said 'I'm a worthless piece of shit that could never measure up to Joan. She's better than me in every way and I wish I could be her.' Now get me out of here!" "A little louder please, I don't think Meghan could hear.~" "I'M A WORTHLESS PIECE OF SHIT THAT COULD NEVER MEASURE UP TO JOAN! SHE'S BETTER THAN ME IN EVERY WAY AND I WISH I COULD BE HER!" you shout, your words slurred a little from trying to talk so loud in such a cramped space. "Happy?" "There we go, doesn't it feel good to be honest?" Joan says with a laugh. "Alright then newbie, I'll let you out. In a while. I'm gonna take that shower first." "What!?" you growl, kicking out at her. She reminds you who's in charge by pulling you a little further in again. "You heard me! You should be grateful I'm letting you go at all, you're in no position to argue right now," she sneers. "In fact, give me a massage in there until I'm done if you really want out." "Damn, you're ruthless Joan," you hear Meghan say with a laugh. "I think I've stuck around long enough, I'm heading back to the dorm." You feel a hand lightly press on Joan's gut. "See ya next week $name!" You grumble to yourself as, reluctantly, you start to shift around a little to appease her request. Joan gives a satisfied sigh and runs a hand over her gut, then goes on the move. Sure enough, you soon hear water roaring out of a showerhead, the subtle pressure from the stream tapping against you through her belly. She chuckles to herself as she starts to run her hands along her body. "Maybe we should just do this after practice every week?" she says, giving her belly a squeeze. "Feels good, and this role really suits you." "Just hurry up and let me go..." you grumble. "Push a little harder for me, still plenty of shower left~" she says, clenching her muscles to slightly push you out, then pull you back in again as a taunt. You sigh, putting a little more effort into your "massage". After a while, the walls clamp down on you hard, the slimy flesh of her intestines grinding against your body. With slow, stuttered movement, you finally start to slide back out of her rancid depths and into the refreshing air of the shower. Just after your feet re-emerge, however, she stops, then pulls them back in. She laughs as you start to squirm in frustration. "Just wanted to give one last reminder of where you stand," she sneers. "Time to get out." This time she's serious, squatting down and pushing hard again. You're slowly squeezed back out of her body and out onto the cold tile of the bathroom floor. You cough and weakly sit up, having to adjust to the light of the room and feeling a little stiff from being cramped for so long. "You look disgusting, it's fitting," Joan chuckles. She leans in and smirks. "Remember this next practice, and stay in your fucking lane." With that, she walks off to finish getting changed. You slowly get back on your feet, deciding to just take off your now-soiled swimsuit and wash off since you're already in the shower. It'll also give Joan plenty of time to leave ahead of you. Luckily, there is even soap available so after a while you're able to feel at least relatively clean. The same can't be said for your swimsuit, which is probably going to need an extra deep cleaning to get the scent out. It may be worth just asking Professor Steria for a new one. Once you're cleaned off, you head back out to the main locker area, sighing as you dry off and put your clothes back on. You make your way out into the hall, noticing that Calina and Marie are still in the pool area doing practice of their own, completely oblivious to what just happened to one of their members. You head down the hall and out of the building, deciding to skip out on dinner and head straight to your dorm. You can't bring yourself to have much of an appetite after that, plus you aren't even positive how late it is to know if the dining hall is open. <<include "analEscapeEnd">>[[Head back to your dorm->September 4th- Night]]<<set $outfit to $lastOutfit>><<set $outfitState to "normal">>

<<Time 19.25>><<set $joanSwim1Bully to 3>>With a roar of defiance, you muster all the strength you can into thrashing against the stomach walls. You refuse to let her get away with this, refuse to let your end be something so disgusting for such a petty reason. You did well at swim practice, so you deserve to get dragged all the way through someone's digestive system? You push all of your rage into your struggling. "Would you //*mmph*// quit it already?" Joan grumbles, grabbing her gut. "It's over, I'm //*hmmph*// trying to shower you... fucking freshman..." You're only encouraged by the obvious effect you're having, pushing harder as you kick and shove at the stomach walls. Soon you can feel them clamping in harder with an odd, stuttered pressure. Joan growls and tries to slam you against the wall in front of her, but it backfires. As soon as her gut starts to get squeezed against the surface, her stomach gives up and forces your head into her throat. She chokes and quickly stumbles back. She doesn't give much more resistance as you complete your tour of her insides and slide out through her mouth into the steamy locker room shower. "You... little..." Joan says, leaning over and coughing a little. There's an intense look in her eye at first, but once she gets a good look at you sprawled out across the ground she grins and starts to laugh. "Haha, oh my god, you look so disgusting!" She stands up straight and crosses her arms, naked and glistening from her shower. "You know what, enjoy your 'victory' if you wanna call it that--with you looking like that, I think I got my point across." She turns and starts to walk off toward the lockers, grabbing her towel and giving you a sarcastic wave. "See you next week newbie! We'll do this again if you haven't learned your place.~" With that, she walks off to finish getting changed. You slowly get back on your feet, deciding to just take off your now-soiled swimsuit, which you're a little amazed is still intact, and wash off since you're already in the shower. It'll also give Joan plenty of time to leave ahead of you. Luckily, there is even soap available so after a while you're able to feel at least relatively clean. The same can't be said for your swimsuit, which is probably going to need an extra deep cleaning to get the scent out. It may be worth just asking Professor Steria for a new one. Once you're cleaned off, you head back out to the main locker area, sighing as you dry off and put your clothes back on. You make your way out into the hall, noticing that Calina and Marie are still in the pool area doing practice of their own, completely oblivious to what just happened to one of their members. You head down the hall and out of the building, deciding to skip out on dinner and head straight to your dorm. You can't bring yourself to have much of an appetite after that, plus you aren't even positive how late it is to know if the dining hall is open. <<include "playerPreyEscape">>[[Head back to your dorm->September 4th- Night]]<<set $outfit to $lastOutfit>><<set $outfitState to "normal">>

<<set _roll to random(1,2)>> <<if $turn is 1>> <<set $sceneDefense -= 2>> <<set $sceneAttack -= 1>> <<set $predAction to "distracted">> <<append "#digestion">> You can feel yourself bouncing along as Joan makes her way to the shower. After coming to an abrupt stop, you hear the whining sound of a shower head kicking to life, then tiny little bumps of pressure start to tap against you as the water pours onto her belly. It's oddly soothing, in a way. Joan gives a slight sigh and doesn't seem to be paying any attention to you--it seems she was serious about seeing you as such a non threat that she's "done with you". <</append>> <<elseif $progress < 2>> <<set $predAction to "massage">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> You feel the slight pressure of Joan running her hands along her belly, humming very softly every now and then. There's no real aggression in it, and it occurs to you that she's probably just washing herself off. <<else>> After some strange movement, Joan starts to knead and rub at her belly in little circular motions. She isn't going in very deep, and you quickly realize that the massage is just her going about her shower without paying you any attention. <</if>> <</append>> <<elseif $counter is 0>> <<set $counter += 1>> <<set $predAction to "crush">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "I //said// I was done with you," Joan finally grumbles. You feel a light pressure against your back, then a moment later gasp as you're slammed against a hard surface. She keeps up the pressure, painfully pressing her gut up against the wall of the shower. "I'm trying to take a shower here, so do //*urp*// one thing right in your life and calm the fuck down. Did you already forget how you ended up there? This is over, you're never getting out." <</append>> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "squeeze">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <</if>> /* -turn after you wind up in her stomach is a brief continuation of her going to the shower and turning it on, she's slightly distracted by legitimately being "done with you", so scene defense and attack get slightly debuffed after that first turn -after that, she always has a custom massage of her just rubbing herself in the shower if she's above half health. -the first time she goes below half health she has a custom crush of her slamming her gut against the shower wall -after that if she's below half she does a generic squeeze -nothing complicated since a fairly complicated anal scene is attached -that custom crush is the only acknowledgment of you doing well, there isn't a 'dialogue' passage with custom messages for you wearing down her stomach*/

<<Time 16.5>><<if $dungeonCharacter is "naga">><<set $dungeonHealth.max to 80>><<elseif $dungeonCharacter is "elf">><<set $dungeonHealth.max to 65>><<else>><<set $dungeonHealth.max to 115>><</if>><<set $dungeonHealth.current to $dungeonHealth.max>>\ You arrive at the gate to Steadwick, the village indicated by the bounty. It's a quaint little place, not much different from other settlements you've been to in the vale. Dusty wooden buildings and bustling cobble streets, mostly occupied by humans from the looks of it. The whole place is framed by rolling green hills and rocky outcroppings. You <<if $dungeonCharacter is "naga">>slither along the stones, catching some odd looks as you search for the tavern you're supposed to meet in<<else>>walk along the stone path in search of the tavern you're supposed to meet in<</if>>. Along the way, you come across a house that's been utterly demolished, much of it torn down to the foundation. The roof has collapsed, looking like it caved in from above, and the support beams still visible in the rubble are bent and snapped like twigs. This must be a part of the problem you're here to deal with, though it seems excessive for simple bandits. They must have gotten their hands on siege weapons of some kind to make a point. Further down the road and around the corner, you arrive at what seems to be the right place. A large two floor building, better lit than most, just off the main plaza. A wood-burnt sign hangs above a weathered door that reads "The Mended Hammer" with a carving of a hammer and a tankard next to it. From the other side, you can hear the muffled sounds of chaotic conversation. Without further delay, you push the door open and <<if $dungeonCharacter is "naga">>move<<else>>step<</if>> inside. You enter into a wide open hall lit by the warm glow of torchlight and a roaring fireplace. A simple iron chandelier hangs from a high ceiling open to the rafters in some places, the walls adorned with banners and trophies. Tables are strewn about the room, most occupied by a menagerie of odd patrons--this is clearly a hotspot for adventurers passing through. In the middle of the hall is the bar, a large warhammer hanging on display right above it. You make your way over, passing by a table where an elf sporting a squirming belly is playing cards with a nervous looking human. From the little bit of their conversation you overhear, it sounds like she bet her partner as a meal and lost, and is now gambling to get them back. "Welcome stranger! Sarrin Sevanna, at your service. Can I get you anything?" the sharply dressed woman behind the counter says, cleaning a glass. You look her over with a curious eye. She's clearly a mixed blood of some kind, but you can't quite place exactly what. Elven ears, angular face, and clever looking eyes, but her skin is tinted blue and she has small patches of white feathers around her neck and arms that you initially thought were part of her outfit.<<if $dungeonCharacter is "naga">> "You're one to be giving strange looks, miss--Naga aren't exactly a common sight in these parts." "Ah, forgive me," you say. "I haven't encountered a woman like you before." "I get that a lot," she answers with a wink. "That an angel's eye sigil you're wearing? Suppose I can trust you aren't here to cause trouble then. Just passing through?" "I'm here for a bounty call, actually," you say, pulling out the flyer. "I'm supposed to be meeting an 'Albina'. Don't suppose you know who that is?" "Ah, yes, that makes sense. Albina isn't here yet, but you're looking for that table over there," she replies, pointing to a table in the corner with three women at it. "They're here on the same bounty."<<else>><<if $dungeonCharacter is "human">> "Armored up like that, I'm guessing you aren't here for a drink." <<else>> <</if>>"I'm here for a bounty call," you say, pulling out the flyer. "I'm supposed to be meeting an 'Albina'. Don't suppose you know who that is?" "Ah, another one. Albina isn't here yet, but you're looking for that table over there," she replies, pointing to a table in the corner with three women at it. "They're here on the same bounty."<</if>> "Thank you," you say, stowing the flyer again and making your way over to the group. All three stop and look over at you as you approach--two humans and a beastkin girl with cat ears, all seeming to be mages of some kind. On the far side of the table is an intense looking woman with tan skin, purple eyes, and a shaved head, resting her elbows on the table with her hands folded in front of her mouth. She's wearing a heavy purple robe. Next to her is a nervous mage with long blonde hair, wearing cyan robes and a matching wide-brimmed hat. Finally, closest to you is the catgirl, who's shorter than you would have expected. She has black hair and grey, speckled ears. She's the only one smiling. "Are you here on Albina's bounty too?" the girl in purple asks in a dry voice. "How many ads did that woman put out just to deal with some bandits...<<if $dungeonCharacter is "elf">> And another mage too...<</if>>" "Indeed, I'm $dungeonName $dungeonLast, pleasure to meet you," you say, <<if $dungeonCharacter is "naga">>carefully sitting back in the nearest chair and wrapping your tail around its legs<<elseif $dungeonCharacter is "human">>your armor clanking as you take a seat at the table<<else>>taking a seat at the table<</if>>. <<if $dungeonCharacter is "naga">>"Ooo I've never seen a naga in person before! That's so cool!" the catgirl says, giddy with excitement. "I'm Lira! I specialize in healing magic, I'm here to help!"<<else>>"Hello! My name's Lira, it's great to meet you!" the catgirl says, giddy with excitement. "I specialize in healing magic, I'm here to help!"<</if>> The blonde girl takes a deep breath and suddenly gets a much more confident look on her face. "And I'm Bellona Sheerwind! Master of summoning magic and commander of powerful spirits!" She holds out one hand dramatically. "Supposedly," the girl in purple mutters. "Meratu, call me Meru. That's all you need to know."<<if $dungeonCharacter is "naga">> She looks you over with a judging eye. "You're a cleric of some kind, right? What can you do? The only naga I have experience with were in Concordat regalia." "I would never associate with those heathens," you reply. "I am a follower of the true goddess Aravena, I channel her will and offer her blessings." You catch her rolling her eyes at you.<<elseif $dungeonCharacter is "elf">> She looks you over with a judging eye. "You're clearly a mage of some kind, what do you specialize in?" "I don't limit myself to specific disciplines like that, all magic has it's uses," you reply. She gives a slight nod of approval.<</if>> The conversation pauses as the group notices that another member seems to be on the way. Sarrin is pointing a heavily armored woman with long red hair who's holding a familiar looking flyer in your direction. Her footsteps are heavy as she makes her way over to the table. She immediately pulls out a chair and drops herself into it with a big grin. "Hail! I am Eriah Fenhart, paladin of Meliara. I hear we are to be comrades in arms." "So it would seem, though this is starting to feel excessive for a simple bandit camp..." Meru mutters. "I heard there was potential cult activity, that's what drew me here," Eriah says. Meru narrows her eyes. "Interesting that that wasn't included in the bounty I saw..." Your attention is again torn away by the crash of someone kicking the door open. "Hey! I'm looking for Albina, any of you lot her?" an oddly light voice shouts. You're a little surprised when you see the source--it's a sprite half your size hovering in the doorway. She has pink and blue butterfly wings fluttering on her back, and short hair of a lighter pink color. Her tan skin is decorated with a few strange blue markings, much of it visible thanks to her very light armor. Sarrin at the bar calmly points her toward your table and she floats over, dragging a battleaxe bigger than she is dangerously close to the heads of other patrons on her way. "Name's Beade, who the hell are you? None of ya look like 'Albina's to me," the girl says, sitting on the back of an open chair and slamming her axe on the ground. "No, we're all waiting for her too," Meru sighs. "Same bounty I assume, bandits outside Steadwick?" "That's the one, seemed easy pickings to me." "Oh my gosh you're adorable!" Lira gasps, wonder in her eyes as she looks at the sprite. "So many interesting new friends, this is great!" "Hey, watch it furball!" Beade shouts, clenching her fists. "I could take your head off at half this size!" "Eh, heh, uh, sorry!" Lira says, putting her hands up defensively. "I didn't mean to be rude!" The same song and dance repeats as two more adventurers chasing the same bounty arrive at nearly the same time to join the table. One is a<<if $dungeonCharacter is "elf">>nother<<else>>n<</if>> elf with long blonde hair, green leather armor, and a bow on her back. She goes by Eris and seems a little clumsy. The other is a<<if $dungeonCharacter is "naga">>nother<</if>> naga that calls herself Shiva. She's got black scales, pale skin, and plate armor made of dark metal, two swords sheathed at her side. She seems pretty aggressive. "Oh thank god no one is a rogue or bard..." Morgan says with a sigh of relief. "Well, we haven't met Kamile's character yet," Candice points out. "We'll get there," Morgan says with a grin. "Sorry, sorry, back in character." "We're gonna be waiting like this, I'm gettin' something to drink," Beade grumbles. "Hey barkeep!" Sarrin glances over, nods, then in turn shouts: "Meti!" On the other side of the room, a harpy barmaid suddenly jumps up and flutters over to the bar, nearly knocking over another patron's drink in the process. Sarrin redirects her to your table and she scurries over. "Yes, yes! Meti is here!" she beams, giving a little salute. She has golden brown wings with slight blue accents and darker brown hair. A few freckles dot her cheeks. "What do you need please?" "Aye, get me an ale, bird," Beade says. "Put it on Albina's tab." "Will do, bug!" Meti replies with an innocent smile, fluttering off towards the bar. Beade starts to look angry, but bursts into laughter instead. "Haha, guess that's fair!" "It's barely mid day and we're going to be raiding a bandit camp shortly," Meru says dryly, giving the sprite a dirty look. "Your point?" Beade replies. Meti returns with her tankard of ale shortly after and Beade immediately takes a heavy swig. It looks comically large in her hands. "You know what, I think I'm done with this circus," Meru grumbles, standing up from her seat. Just as she gets up, the door to the tavern opens again and a well dressed woman enters. "Ah, Albina. You have quite the strange crowd waiting for you," Sarrin says as the woman approaches the bar, directing her to your table. "Greetings, sorry to keep you all waiting. I am Albina Derevan, attendant to her Lady Guinevere," the woman says, giving a slight bow. She's a thin, wiry woman with short, flat black hair. "I had to address one more recruit that I was worried might... frighten the townsfolk if she met here with the rest of you. She'll be joining you when you set off. You are all here to deal with our bandit problem, correct?" "Yes, and I have concerns," Meru says, narrowing her eyes at the woman. "Going on what you just said, you've hired //nine// capable mercenaries to clear a single bandit camp. And now I've been hearing that these aren't bandits at all, but a cult. What aren't you telling us?" "Ah, apologies for the lack of clarity. Allow me to explain the situation," Albina says, clearing her throat. "For the past few weeks, Steadwick has been plagued by raids from a group of armed thugs. They pillage and rob our homes, making off with anything valuable they can and hurting innocent people. Now, they demand excessive tribute to stave off additional raids, far more than is sustainable." "At first we were afraid this was a sign warlords were on the rise again, but, although they are well organized, something else appears to be the case. We suspect that the group is, in fact, a cult, as you seem to have found out. They rave often about a, surely false, goddess that we have no record of. I merely felt 'bandit' was a more apt description of their behavior, my apologies again," she explains, giving another short bow. "As for your other inquiry, nine of you is perhaps excessive, but we wish to be entirely certain the issue is dealt with in a single blow. We can't risk retaliation if a group of hired mercenaries fails, you see." "Makes sense to me, don't really care s'long as ya pay up," Beade says, slamming her now-empty tankard down. "You're smart to be over cautious, even small cults can quickly become disastrous problems if left unchecked," Eriah says. "Best to snuff them out early." "Indeed, which is why I would prefer to handle this as soon as possible. If you're all prepared, I mean today. We know where their hideout is--we've spotted them coming in and out of some ruins in the forest to the north," Albina says. "I can guide you there, and acquaint you with your final companion in this endeavor, if you're ready." Shiva immediately pulls away from the table and starts to slither towards the door. "Let's go then, my blades are itching." Meru hesitates for a moment, studying Albina, but otherwise no objections are raised. The party all rise from the table, following Albina back out onto the village streets. [[Continue on to the woods->Dungeon 1- Village Outskirts]]

<<Time 17.25>>The group follows Albina out past the edge of the village, following a trail into a forest to the north. You don't see anyone else waiting for you like Albina promised. They must be further past the treeline. <<if $dungeonCharacter is "naga">><<if $leahRel > 0>>As you make your way along the trail, you find yourself next to Eriah, who seems eager to talk. "You know, I don't believe I've ever met a naga before," she says, her armor clattering as she walks alongside you. "And what an honor for my first to be a devout priestess! Who is it you follow, if you don't mind my asking?" "I am a daughter of the true goddess Aravena," you reply. "Many have thought her dead or gone since the cataclysm, so sadly I cannot fault even a holy woman such as yourself for not recognizing her sigil." "Fascinating! I have only ever heard scarce murmurs of Aravena as a being and not simply the earth we walk on, I would be interested to learn more from you when we return from our mission," she says. "Myself, I mantle Meliara, goddess of Spring and the wilds." "A noble patron to take," you reply. You nod at Beade. "I'm sure our sprite companion is pleased by your devotion." "Ha, I have my doubts that one knows even a taste of her people's culture, with the way she acts," Eriah laughs. "But I like her spirit."<<else>>As you make your way along the trail, you find yourself approached by Shiva. "I didn't expect to see another naga here," she says, moving alongside you. "Where did you come from?" "I travel around a lot. But the place I originally hail from is a settlement far to the west--my family was the only of our kind that lived there," you reply, looking her over. "What about you? I am, sadly, also a little surprised to find another naga outside The Concordat." "The highlands to the north, you must really be an outsider if you don't recognize my clan crest," she says. She smirks. "Not that I'm surprised to find out a dainty priestess like yourself has never set foot in my homeland. Just be sure to stay out of my way during this." "Would a naga use the expression 'set foot'?" you ask. "Shut up," Nikki says, rolling her eyes at you.<</if>><<elseif $dungeonCharacter is "elf">><<if $leahRel > 0>>As you make your way along the trail, you find yourself next to Eriah, who seems eager to talk. "Hello there! I don't believe we were properly acquainted back there," she says. "You're a mage, right? What do you study?" "I don't see the need to specialize, I prefer to dabble in all of the arcane arts," you reply. "I left the mage guild in Irhanor because I found it too restrictive." "Ah, you're from Irhanor? I've always wanted to visit there someday, I hear it's one of the most impressive cities of the modern age," Eriah says. "I would love to hear more about it when we return from our mission, if you would be willing." "I imagine it is quite grand to someone who's only seen these smaller settlements," you say. You give her a sly grin. "Perhaps."<<else>>As you make your way along the trail, you find yourself approached by Eris. "Um, hello! Sorry if--oh, I'm Eris by the way, if you forgot, but, uh," she says, seeming nervous. She stumbles slightly, tripping over a twig. "Do I know you from somewhere? Sorry if that's rude." "I can't say a recognize you, but I am from Irhanor. Don't suppose you're also from the city?" you reply. "Oh, yes I am! That must be it, I used to be a messenger for the mage guild, I probably saw you there," she says. "This is, uh, my first time accepting work from an outside settlement actually." "Ah. I left to travel on my own over a year ago now," you say. "I found the guild too restrictive." "Y-Yeah! I'm, uh, definitely out here for similar reasons," she replies with a nervous laugh.<</if>><<else>><<if !$leahDitched>>As you make your way along the trail, you find yourself next to Eriah<<if $leahRel > 0>>, who seems eager to talk<</if>>. "Hello there! I don't believe we were properly acquainted back there," she says. "I'm glad to find myself in the company of another proper warrior." "Ha! I don't have so noble a cause as you I'm afraid, paladin. I'm merely a wandering mercenary," you reply. "Anyone who raises a sword and shield for another can be honorable, It doesn't have to be in service of the divine. Doing work like this out here, I'm sure you've helped many," she says with a smile. "I'm eager to see what you can do on the battlefield." "Likewise," you say, matching her grin.<</if>><</if>> As you move deeper into the woods, you feel a slight rumble in the ground below you. Going on alert and paying a little closer attention, you hear the sound of a stick snapping nearby. Then you catch some slight movement out of the corner of your eye--something big. <<link "Go on the offensive">><<replace "#choice">><<if $dungeonCharacter is "naga">>"There's something watching us!" you call out, pointing your staff to the woods. Eriah and Shiva immediately draw their weapons, and Eris fumbles around trying to get her bow off her back. "Show yourself monster, face the goddess' judgement!"<<elseif $dungeonCharacter is "elf">>You turn and point your staff towards the direction of the disturbance, firing off a magic arrow as a warning shot. "Who's out there? Show yourself!" you command.<<else>>You turn towards the source of the disturbance and draw your sword, assuming a combat stance. "Who's out there? Show yourself!" you command.<</if>> "Ah, w-wait!" a voice that's somehow booming and soft at the same time calls back. "Don't attack!" Out from behind a dense cluster of trees steps a massive dark elf woman--pitch black skin, long white hair, and standing at least ten feet tall. She's wearing pretty plain looking clothes and nervously clutching a staff the size of a tree trunk, one hand held up in surrender. "Yes, yes, please settle down!" Albina shouts, rushing out between you and the newcomer. "This is your final companion that I mentioned..." "H-Hello everyone, my name is Nala," the girl says. "I'm a half-giant." "Oh, uh, my apologies," you say sheepishly. "I'm $dungeonName." "Nothing to worry about, I understand I can be startling..." she says with a little laugh, rubbing her neck. "I had asked her to wait in a clearing up ahead to avoid this kind of misunderstanding... But no matter, you're all together now! It's merely a few paces more, let's continue this there," Albina says. He leads you out into a more open area. There's a pond with a tiny stream feeding into it. Once they're out in the clearing, everyone is more properly acquainted with Nala.<</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</link>> <<link "It's probably nothing">><<replace "#choice">>You decide to shake off your concern. It's likely just an animal, maybe a bear that got scared off by the group's approach. "Here we are," Albina says as you arrive at a small clearing in the woods. There's a pond with a tiny stream feeding into it. "She should be here..." You hear some shuffling behind you, accompanied by dull thumping sounds. Remembering the strange noises from before, you turn to give it your full attention this time. You weren't quite expecting what you find. "H-Hello everyone!" a woman's voice booms, though it's oddly soft for the size of the speaker. Stepping out from the treeline is a giant dark elf girl--pitch black skin, long white hair, and standing at least ten feet tall. She's wearing pretty plain looking clothes and nervously clutching a staff the size of a tree trunk. "Ah, there she is!" Albina says. "I hope you now understand my reasoning for giving her special treatment." "Sorry, you were taking a while, so I went to see if something was wrong, but then I saw you coming through the woods and didn't want to startle anyone so I had to... very slowly, make my way back here," she explains, laughing and rubbing her neck. She comes a little closer and crouches down so she isn't towering over everyone so drastically, then waves. "My name is Nala, I'm a half-giant."<</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</link>> "Haha! Now you ninnies know how I feel gettin' looked down on all the time!" Beade, who doesn't even reach the new girl's knee when she's standing, says with a laugh. She flutters up to the side of Nala's head with an excited grin. "You're real big. I like your hair." "Oh, th-thanks," Nala says, looking flustered as she watches the tiny girl hovering around her. "You could have sent a powerhouse like that in alone and been done with this," Meru says, eyeing Albina. "Oh, no, I don't fight!" Nala says. "I'm here to support you, I'm very experienced with healing magic." "And that would be why I didn't, my paranoid friend," Albina says, giving Meru a slight nod. "Well then, now that you're all together, this is where I take my leave. If you just follow the creek over there, you'll find the ruins I referred to earlier--an old stone fort built into a hill. That's where we assume their hideout to be, and no signs of activity yet today so they should be holed up there. Once you've dealt with them, or if something goes wrong, come report back to me in Steadwick, I'll be hanging around The Mended Hammer." With that, she's off, leaving the nine of you to your work. After a brief discussion, you all decide to scope out the ruins before coming up with a plan of action. Shiva and Beade both suggested simply charging in blindly, each claiming they could handle it alone so for a group this size it would be child's play, but Meru convinced everyone to remain cautious. You follow the creek like Albina said, arriving at what must be the encampment before long. From the cover of the forest, you study the area. It's a crumbling stone fort built into the side of a hill, recently fortified using some wooden struts. A boxy brick structure juts out from the hillside, a caved in wall with a red curtain draped over it seeming to serve as the main entrance. There's a single guard just outside of it that doesn't seem to be on particularly high alert. Above that section of the building, there's a proper door built directly into the hill that opens up onto the roof, where a second guard sits. There's also a tower on the right side that seems to be unoccupied, and you notice the curious detail of a short wooden bridge stretching out towards nothing from the top of it. The group falls back a short ways to discuss, returning to where they had Nala wait to avoid being detected. "They seem to be lax on their lookouts, we should find a way to quietly take out those guards and maintain the element of surprise," Meru suggests. "To hell with that! You saw what we're dealing with--they really are just common bandits," Shiva grunts. She gets a wicked smile on her face. "Let's just rush in and tear them to pieces, we can be done in just a few minutes!" "Yeah! Let's smash it up!" Beade says in eager agreement. "Well we're all very capable, of course," Bellona chimes in, "but I think we should still be cautious here. Better safe than sorry." "Yes, it's better to minimize the risk of harm, once you've lost the element of surprise you can't get it back," Nala says. "In fact, do you even need to kill the bandits? The bounty didn't specify, we could simply subdue them and turn them in to the town guard." "The job is to 'take them out'," Shiva sneers. "I plan on eating as many as I can." The debate on which approach to take quickly spirals from here, everyone bickering and making no progress convincing the other side. Beade, Shiva, Lira, and Eriah support charging in headstrong, while Meru, Nala, Bellona, and Eris feel a more strategic approach would be better. If majority rules, it would seem the decision has fallen to you... [[Rush in->Dungeon 1- Rush In]] [[Be more strategic->Dungeon 1- Cautious Approach]]

<<Time 17.5>>"I think it makes more sense to just charge in," you say. "They aren't expecting an attack and we clearly have the power to overwhelm them, I don't think it matters if they're alerted before we enter the building or not. We can handle this swiftly." "You're all idiots! We don't know the environment, we don't know our enemy, and Albina was clearly withholding something about this--you need to approach these things with strategy!" Meru shouts. <<if $dungeonCharacter is "elf">>She glares in your direction. "I would have expected any self-respecting mage to know that." "Well at least one of you book-heads has some common sense," Shiva laughs. "That makes five against four, it's time to stop sitting around talking and take care of this!"<<else>> "We know enough, you just want to sit around here acting paranoid forever," Shiva grumbles. "$dungeonName makes five against four, it's time to stop sitting around talking and take care of this!"<</if>> "Fine! You can all take the lead then, I'll cover the rear for when this inevitably goes wrong," Meru snaps. "Fine by me! Come on sprite, I need you to get the one on the roof," Shiva says, taking off toward the fort on her own. Beade laughs and flutters off with her. "I'll just hang back and save my summons for if you guys are in trouble..." Bellona says. "Don't worry, we'll have this handled easily!" Eriah says, drawing her sword and following after the two headstrong warriors. <<if $dungeonCharacter is "naga">>"Come on $dungeonName, they're gonna need us!" Lira says with a laugh, running off after them.<<else>>"Come on $dungeonName, let's get out there!" Lira says with a laugh, running off after them.<</if>> You follow her lead and make your way through the woods towards the fort, accompanied by Eris. Meru, Nala, and Bellona trail behind. When it comes into view, you find that Shiva and Beade are already out in the clearing charging forward, Lira and Eriah coming up behind them with a bit more tactical approach. The guard at the front gate is already shouting for assistance, readying a spear at Shiva. While Eris stops at the treeline and draws her bow, you push forward to join the others. "The hell is a naga doing out here?" the woman at the gate shouts. She thrusts her spear at Shiva. "Doesn't matter, you're all dead meat!" The tip of her weapon grazes Shiva's arm as she dodges, and she brings one of her swords down to cut clean through the shaft of the spear. She grabs the guard with her other hand and starts to coil her tail around her legs. "Big talk for such a waste of blood," she hisses, licking her lips. "H-Hey no! Somebody help me!" the woman shouts. She desperately tries to grab for her broken weapon as Shiva opens her jaws wide and swallows her head. The bandit quickly disappears down her throat, hoisted up into the air by her tail and dropped down her gullet. Her gut briefly bulges out with the squirming form of her prey, but the bump quickly shifts down into her tail. She lets out a taunting belch, resting a hand on her mildly distended tail. "I told you this would be nothing!" "Woah, that was awesome!" Lira cheers, pausing in the clearing with you and Eriah. "I always heard naga were expert predators, so glad I get to see one in action!" "That was just a lucky roll, this was still a bad idea," Erika pouts. "Hey, please keep all criticism in-character," Morgan chides. "Hey, heads up down there ya ninnies!" you hear Beade shout from the roof, followed by the loud crash of her axe striking a shield. "They got backup up here!" You look up just in time to spot the gleam of an arrow, not having a chance to avoid it as it flies toward you. You grimace as it strikes your shoulder and impales itself in your flesh<<if $dungeonCharacter is "human">>, managing to perfectly find a chink in your armor<</if>>. Two archers have appeared on the roof, already readying another volley towards your group as Beade tangles with the original guard behind them. <<if $dungeonCharacter is "elf">>You raise your staff and conjure a magical barrier to protect the three of you, just in time to block two more arrows.<<else>>Eriah raises her shield and plants herself in the line of fire.<</if>> "$dungeonName! Hang on, I got you!" Lira says, jumping to your side. Golden light fills her hand as she readies a healing spell, yanking out the arrow and quickly mending the hole. It isn't a perfect fix, but more than enough to keep you in fighting shape. "There, all better!"<<set $dungeonHealth.current -= random(8,12)>> <<if $dungeonCharacter is "elf">>"Thanks... now to return the favor," you grumble, glaring up at the archers. You ready your staff as two more arrows fly your way. They bounce off your barrier, breaking it, but the instant it falls you launch a roaring ball of fire at the archer on the left. It explodes on contact, crumbling part of the building's roof and knocking the bandit back, engulfed in flames. They don't get back up. "Haha, now that's what I'm talking about!" Beade cackles from up on the roof, kicking the guard she's been fighting into the second archer. They both stumble, and before regaining their footing a wide swing from Beade's axe sends them both tumbling over the edge onto the ground, where they go still.<<else>>"Thanks," you say<<if $dungeonCharacter is "human">>, raising your own shield to block an arrow heading for Lira<</if>>. "Eris, we could use some cover!" The instant you finish your call for aid, an arrow with a peculiar trail of yellow light behind it whistles past from the woods. It strikes a bullseye right in the center of the left archer's throat, nearly going all the way through. They fall over and don't get back up. "Watch out below!" Beade shouts, kicking the guard she's been fighting into the second archer. They both stumble, and before regaining their footing a wide swing from Beade's axe sends them both tumbling over the edge onto the ground, where they go still.<</if>> "And that wimpy mage thought this would be--" Shiva starts to say, turned to face the rest of the group. She's interrupted as three snarling wolves race out from the front gate, one of them lunging directly at her while she has her back turned. Before it can reach her, however, a shard of ice slams into it and knocks it aside, the spell stemming from Meru's hand. "At least stay on your guard if you're going to be this reckless," she says. Shiva finishes the wolf off, not responding to the chiding. The other two race out towards you, Eriah, and Lira. <<if $dungeonCharacter is "naga">>Eriah moves to engage, and you slither behind her, raising your staff in the air. "Goddess' blessing upon you!" you shout, a flash of light sparking from your staff. A very faint halo of golden feathers appears around Eriah's head as she bashes one of the wolves aside with her shield. With your boost to her strength, she makes short work of the two beasts.<<elseif $dungeonCharacter is "elf">>You step back as Eriah moves to engage, cautious of how much mana you're using. She bashes one aside with her shield, bringing her blade down on the other. An arrow with a strange trail of yellow light whistles out from the woods where Eris is, perfectly lodging itself in the head of the wolf that was knocked aside. Eriah makes short work of the remaining beast.<<else>>You and Eriah both move to engage, holding your shields up to block their advance. When the wolf pounces at you, you knock it aside with the front of your shield, then follow up with a swing from your sword. It backs up and circles around, growling, then lunges in again. You thrust your sword out as it jumps at you, skewering the beast. Eriah makes similarly short work of her target.<</if>> With the immediate danger handled, the party reconvenes in the middle of the clearing. Nala heals some of the wounds Beade received from her fight on the roof. Meru doesn't seem happy. "We can't afford to wait and plan anymore, they're on high alert. We need to get in there now," she grumbles. "Nala, Eris--you two stay out here and keep watch in case any of them try to escape, or any reinforcements arrive." "You don't have to tell me twice," Shiva says with a grin, racing off alone towards the gate. <<if $dungeonCharacter is "naga">>[[Follow her into the fort->Dungeon 1- Fort Battle(Naga)]]<<else>>[[Follow her into the fort->Dungeon 1- Fort Battle]]<</if>>

<<Time 17.5>>"Meru is right, we can't act cocky just because it seems easy," you say. "We don't know much of anything about the inside of the fort; its layout or what all is waiting for us. Better to give ourselves every advantage we can." "Thank you!" an exasperated Meru says. "<<if $dungeonCharacter is "elf">>I knew you'd be smart about this. <</if>>We need a plan of action." "Ugh, you're all just wasting time!" Shiva hisses. "Fine, get on with it so we can get to the killing." "Alright, so we know there are only two guards outside--one on the roof, one at the door. Should be fairly easy to handle, but we need to take them out at the same time, or kill one without the other noticing if we want to avoid any alarm getting raised..." Meru says, placing a hand on her chin. "We don't even really know what each other are capable of yet. Bellona, you claim to be a master: What can you summon?" "Oh, um... All of the beasts I can conjure are very powerful! But, uh, it takes a lot out of me, so I should save it for a more dire battle," Bellona says, striking a confident pose but clearly sweating a little. "Also all of my spells are very flashy, probably not a good idea for our sneaky approach..." "Hmm, that's a fair point, I don't particularly have any magic that wouldn't draw a lot of attention either..." Meru mutters. <<if $dungeonCharacter is "elf">>"$dungeonName, what about you?" "Nope--magic arrow and fireball are the only offensive spells I'm experienced with. Not exactly subtle," you reply. "Understood... <<else>>"<</if>>Eris, you're a ranger. How confident are you you could take one out with your bow?" "I can guarantee it with a single shot!" she says proudly. "But, um, to do that I'd be using a magically enhanced sureshot... which leaves a sparkling trail as it flies..." "That's still good, we just need to figure out how to get someone in range to take the other out as you fire your shot." "I can get the one on the roof," Beade says. "The fact you can fly is definitely useful, but can you be even remotely stealthy?" "Ha, no!" Beade says proudly. "I have bright pink wings." "That's what I thought, although..."<<if $dungeonCharacter is "naga">> "You know, I know a blessing of silence," you cut in. "That could improve Beade's odds of being able to get in close unnoticed." "She's still an easily spottable eyesore. Better idea," Shiva says. "Use it on me. I can easily handle the guard on the ground before they get a word out if I can get in close." "That could work actually," Meru says, nodding. "Eris, could you get a shot off on the one above?" "The angle might be difficult to manage from the ground..." she replies. "Oh, I could lift you up into a tree, if you can balance well enough," Nala says. "I could totally do that!" "Well, there's the plan then," Meru says with a slight grin. "$dungeonName, you muffle Shiva so she can sneak up on the lower guard, while Nala helps Eris into position. When Shiva is in close, Eris fires her shot, and they both go down together. Then we all regroup and prepare to infiltrate." "Finally, now let's get going," Shiva says. "Come on, sister, let's get going," she adds, looking at you. She takes off down the trail and you follow. On the outskirts of the clearing, you both stop. You hold out your staff toward her, covering the head with your free hand, and whisper the blessing of silence. A brief, faint blue light sparks from the head of your staff, and a subtle grey sheen manifests all along Shiva's skin and scales. She looks at her hand curiously, then hits one of the plates on her armor. It doesn't make a sound. She grins, nods, then slithers off into the woods to get into position. You rejoin the others to lie in wait. Before long, Shiva comes into view, hiding just behind the corner of the fortress wall near the guard. She signals that she's ready, and after just a moment Eris looses her arrow from her position in the treetops. A trail of yellow light sparks behind it as it flies, striking right at the center of the upper guard's throat--she immediately slumps onto the ground. The lower guard clearly notices the attack, but Shiva reaches her before she can react in any way. Curiously, the naga doesn't have her weapons drawn, but it quickly becomes clear what her plan is. With the element of surprise on her hands, she opens her jaws wide and swallows the guard's head from behind, easily wrestling the spear she was holding away from her. She desperately tries to push her away as her tail coils around her legs. The bandit quickly disappears down her throat, hoisted up into the air by her tail and dropped down her gullet. Her gut briefly bulges out with the squirming form of her prey, but the bump quickly shifts down into her tail. She gives the wriggling form a satisfied pat, then slithers out into the middle of the clearing. With both guards down, everyone else emerges from the woods to join her.<<else>> Meru says. "You might be easy to notice, but you're fast and hit hard, right?" "You know it, egghead," Beade says with a grin. "Then here's the plan, I think. Since you can fly, you make your way around and get on top of the hill behind them. Once you're in position, Eris will fire her shot at the lower guard, then you drop down on the upper guard to take them out as quickly as possible," Meru says. "Not an ideal plan, but it might be the best we can hope for with what's at our disposal." "Sounds fine to me!" Beade says, gripping her axe tight. "Remember, when you attack--quick and quiet is the goal, taking them out in a single blow is ideal." "Don't get your robes in a twist, I got it." "Finally, can we go now?" Shiva grumbles. "So we can get to the part where //I// get some action?" "Yes, we'll all hang back a little and regroup when the guards are down to prepare to infiltrate," Meru says. "Beade, make sure you take a wide route around to the back to avoid being spotted." "Yep, yep, see ya on the battlefield," she replies, fluttering off into the woods. While she leaves, everyone else heads back to the outskirts of the clearing where the fort is. Eris very carefully gets into position while everyone else hangs back, stepping on a twig in the process and almost managing to get the guards attention. Luckily, she shrugs the sound off. After waiting just long enough to begin to worry, you spot the glint of Beade's armor and her bright wings on the hilltop. After a moment to be sure she's ready, Eris pulls back her bow and fires. An arrow with a trail of yellow light whistles out of the woods and strikes right at the center of the lower guard's throat--she immediately slumps onto the ground. The guard on the roof clearly notices something, but after a single step forward Beade drops down from behind. There's so much force in the swing of her axe as it cleaves down on the bandit that you wince a little at the aftermath even from this distance. She raises her axe back up overhead as a silent cheer, then takes off and hovers down into the clearing. With both guards down, everyone else emerges from the woods to join her.<</if>> "Excellent work everyone, now--" Meru starts to say. "Now we strike!" Shiva says<<if $dungeonCharacter is "naga">>, letting out a burp. Evidently, that isn't covered by your blessing. "I'm hungry for more.~"<<else>>. "Did you see how easy that was? This is nothing, and all that planning was useless."<</if>> "Now we make a plan for infiltration," Meru says through gritted teeth. "You know what, who ever said you were in charge here?" Shiva hisses. She draws her swords. "I'm going in, I won't even need the rest of you!" Before anyone can say anything to stop her, she takes off towards the gate, even shouting a battle cry as she pushes inside so as to completely ruin the point of all your strategy thus far. Meru is fuming. She starts to mutter curses, but takes a deep breath. "We need to go in after her, there's no choice now," she sighs. "Nala, Eris--you two stay out here and keep watch in case any of them try to escape, or any reinforcements arrive." <<if $dungeonCharacter is "naga">>[[Follow her into the fort->Dungeon 1- Fort Battle(Naga)]]<<else>>[[Follow her into the fort->Dungeon 1- Fort Battle]]<</if>>

<<Time 18.25>>You and the rest of the party hurry into the fort after Shiva. The curtain that passes as a gate opens into a wide, dimly lit hallway of stone. You can see that it opens up into a large space further down. There are a few small rooms branching off of it, but all seem empty. That is, until Shiva emerges from one, her belly bloated and squirming with a recent meal. You also notice blood on one of her swords. "Try to keep up," she says with a grin, pushing her meal down into her tail. She readies her swords again and charges forward towards the room at the end of the hall. Just as she passes the threshold, however, there's a flash of light and the building rumbles as a fireball explodes right in front of her. One of her blades clatters against the ground as she's knocked back and crumples over. "Oh no, Shiva!" Lira calls, rushing over to her. "This is exactly why we needed a tactical approach," Meru sighs, frost gathering around her fingers as she readies a spell of some kind. "Is she alive enough to tell me where they are in the room?" Shiva coughs and pushes herself up off the ground slightly, visibly singed by the blast. "Came from the back left..." she says with another cough. "Alright, everyone get ready, I'm going to disrupt their formation," Meru says, creeping towards the end of the hall. Her hand looks like it's shaking from whatever she's charging up. While Eriah and Beade advance to attack with her, you move to assist Shiva. Bellona sticks back with you. There's a loud crashing sound followed by shouting as Meru unleashes a spell you can't see from your position into the room. In the aftermath, a few bandits scattered by the attack come into view: two with swords and shields and one wielding a battleaxe. Beade quickly charges in gung-ho, while Eriah and Meru more strategically move in to engage them together. You stay on alert and watch the end of the hall as you channel your healing magic into Shiva. "Thanks for the assist $dungeonName, she's in pretty rough shape..." Lira says, kneeling over her. "I'm fine..." Shiva says with a cough. "Dirty sneak attacking little..." She continues to mutter incoherently. You notice that the more recent bulge in her tail is still slightly squirming. "All that food she packed away should help her recover quickly, at least," you say with a little smirk. The building rumbles and you see the flash of another fireball exploding somewhere in the room ahead. You and Lira flinch a little at the impact, but you still seem safe here. "You should get in there to help them, I can handle this from here," Lira says. "I've got Bellona as backup if need be." "Uh, heh, right! I can totally handle things here!" Bellona replies, sweating. Giving them a nod, you slither forward towards the main room, carefully approaching the threshold. Just as you arrive at the entrance, the woman with the battleaxe is knocked back by an attack from Beade and tumbles onto the ground right in front of you. You look down and your stomach growls. <<link "Eat her while she's vulnerable">><<replace "#choice">>Feeling encouraged by Shiva's gluttony, you decide you can't pass up the opportunity to finish off this bandit with a more personal touch. With a calm smile, you quickly wrap the end of your tail around the woman. "I will deliver the goddess' judgement.~" "Ugh, get off me!" the woman growls as you lift her up. She gives you a wide-eyed look, clearly too weakened to put up much resistance. "Your goddess is nothing to Kirasha! She'll punish you for this!" She's barely gotten the words out of her mouth when you shove her head into your waiting maw, not having any patience for such blasphemy. You move quickly, since you're still in the middle of a battle here, lifting her up and eagerly forcing her down your throat. She wriggles and vainly tries to stop her descent as her body slides down into yours, curling up into your first stomach. In no time at all, her feet disappear behind your lips and you let out a small, satisfied burp. You rest a hand on your squirming belly, the bandit inside helplessly fighting against you. "You should still have a little time left to repent, use it wisely," you say, giving your gut a pat. Then, you focus and clench your muscles, shifting your meal further down into your tail. You sigh and ever so slightly shudder at the sensation as she slides down into your lower stomach and the weight settles, resting a hand on your now-flat midsection. "Haha! Now that's how you do it!" Beade cackles, grinning at you. She flies off to assist Meru and Eriah with the other bandits. Carefully inching forward as you survey the situation, you notice that one of the swordsmen has her back turned to you. She doesn't look nearly as worn down as your current meal, but her attention is fully on holding back Eriah's attacks. The party doesn't seem like they're in serious need of healing, so maybe you can be further help on the offensive...<<set $dungeonStomach += 1>><<set $dungeonVoreMessage to "Currently digesting a bandit">><<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<TabletopDisplay>><</replace>> \ <<link "Try to eat her too">><<replace "#choice2">><<if random(1,20) > 6>>\ Willing to take the chance, you rush up behind the woman and grab her shoulders, shoving her head into your mouth before she even realizes what's happening. She quickly tries to swing back at you with her sword, but you manage to hold her arm firm enough to stop it reaching you. A swing from Eriah's sword knocks the woman's blade from her hand and lets you continue unimpeded. You move quickly to send the bandit to join her partner, swallowing her down past her shoulders before lifting her up overhead. You wrestle her shield away from her before continuing, feeling her thrash and squirm as she tries to escape her impending fate. She certainly has more fight left in her than the first did, but you have no trouble squeezing her down into your stomach. "Another heathen to be punished for their sins~" you say, gently caressing your squirming gut. You cover your mouth to stifle a small burp, resting the other on your shrinking belly as you start to push her deeper down into your tail. The bulge of the first bandit shifts further along and starts to squirm with renewed vigor as the second squeezes in to take her place. "Good work $dungeonName!" Eriah says, finishing off a wolf that had come to try and defend its master. She looks over at a woman holding a staff hiding in the corner of the room, presumably the one responsible for the earlier fireballs. "Now we just need to finish this..." You follow her gaze and look the mage over. Maybe it's the sensation of your prey wriggling in your tail clouding your judgement, but she looks delicious. She's undamaged and far away, and you're a little hampered by the meal you're already carrying, but you are on a roll here...<<set $dungeonStomach += 1>><<set $dungeonVoreMessage to "Currently digesting two bandits">><<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<TabletopDisplay>><</replace>> \ <<link "Try to add her to your feast">><<replace "#choice3">><<if random(1,20) > 12>>\ "Wow, seriously?" Morgan says, laughing. "Hey, a twenty's a twenty," Erika snickers. Driven by your insatiable hunger, you charge forward past Eriah and Meru, who both shout in protest of your recklessness. You ignore them, darting towards the startled mage. She tries to charge up a spell at you, but you knock her staff aside with your own as you approach. A firebolt launches harmlessly off into the wall. "Get away from me, monster!" she shouts, backed up against the corner. You pin her to the wall, starting to wrap your tail around her, though it's a little difficult with the extra bulk bulging out of it. The bumps of her allies struggling inside of you press against her. "Kirasha will devour you for this!" "You should worry about your own fate, sinner," you say, smiling at her. Then you open your jaw wide and lunge forward, greedily swallowing her down to her shoulders in a single gulp. The robed woman lets out a muffled scream and tries to pull away, but you squeeze her tight with your tail. You savor this one a little longer, assuming the one remaining bandit is fully occupied with your three companions and not a threat, slowly dragging her deeper and deeper into your body. Soon, your belly is once again stretched out with desperate, squirming prey. "She'll punish you!" the bandit's muffled voice shouts. "Our goddess will avenge us!" You give your belly a taunting pat, then let out a very undignified belch. As you try to push her further along into your body, you grunt in discomfort, her body only partially making it into your lower stomach before hitting resistance and starting to slide back. Taking a deep breath, you close your eyes and clench your muscles tight, feeling her slowly but surely get forced down and packed in with your earlier meals. You let out a heavy sigh and relax when she's finally all the way in, resting a hand on your bloated tail. Whereas before there were two separate, somewhat subtle bumps, you've pushed yourself enough that there's now a single, very obvious distension, smaller bulges shifting around as your prey vainly struggles. It's probably going to make moving around a bit more of a hassle. "Well that was... something," Meru says as you turn back to rejoin the others, the remaining bandit already dealt with. "It was awesome is what it was!" Beade says with a big grin. "Never thought I'd meet a priestess that's got teeth!" "Yes, aren't you supposed to be a healer?" Meru says, giving you a wary look. "The goddess' will comes in many forms," you say, twisting yourself into a position where you can massage your bloated tail. "These heathens will help me replenish my mana reserves." "Looks like someone's been having all the fun without me," Shiva says, looking much better than before as her, Bellona, and Lira finally make their way into the room. "Well, I don't think we're through with this yet," Eriah says. "Indeed, none of them seemed like the leader, this can't be everyone," Meru says. "But if they were fortified here and that skirmish didn't pull more out, I doubt there are too many left. Don't stray too far, but let's split up to sweep through the building, call for the others if you find anything significant." She looks over at you. "$dungeonName, stick with me, you aren't in the most battle-ready state."<<set $dungeonStomach += 1>><<set $dungeonVoreMessage to "Currently digesting three bandits">><<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<TabletopDisplay>><</replace>> [[Follow her->Dungeon 1- Fort End]] <<else>>\ Driven by your insatiable hunger, you charge forward past Eriah and Meru, who both shout in protest of your recklessness. You ignore them, but quickly regret it as the remaining swordsman, moving to protect the mage, swings at you and cuts a gash in your arm. You react fast enough to avoid a more serious blow from her, but as you watch Beade take the opportunity to cut her down from behind, your original target takes advantage of your distraction to launch a firebolt right into your gut. You cry out, recoiling and clutching the scorched area.<<set $dungeonHealth.current -= random(16, 24)>><<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<TabletopDisplay>><</replace>> @@color:orange;Your roll was insufficient.@@ Eriah reacts quickly to shield you from further attacks as the other two move in to take out the mage. You quickly use a healing prayer on yourself, mending the worst of the damage, though you're unable to do anything about the hole it scorched through your robes. The wound recovers to a more manageable state, but you can tell it's going to need better attention later. "What were you thinking? That was far too reckless," Eriah says. "Are you alright?" "I'll be fine..." you mutter. "My hunger simply made me overeager for a moment, it was foolish to try." "Yes, it was," Meru says, her and Beade rejoining you now that they've taken care of the mage. "What were you even doing right in the fray like that, aren't you supposed to be a healer?" Meru says, giving the subtle, squirming bulges in your tail a wary look. "The goddess' will comes in many forms," you say, still resting a hand on your wounded stomach. "These heathens will help me replenish my mana reserves." "Looks like someone's been having all the fun without me," Shiva says, looking much better than before as her, Bellona, and Lira finally make their way into the room. "Well, I don't think we're through with this yet," Eriah says. "Indeed, none of them seemed like the leader, this can't be everyone," Meru says. "But if they were fortified here and that skirmish didn't pull more out, I doubt there are too many left. Don't stray too far, but let's split up to sweep through the building, call for the others if you find anything significant." She looks over at you. "$dungeonName, stick with me, you aren't in the most battle-ready state." [[Follow her->Dungeon 1- Fort End]]\ <</if>><</replace>><</link>> <<link "Let the others take care of her">><<replace "#choice3">>\ Satisfied with the meal you have, you decide not to push your luck with something so reckless. You fall back to a safer distance with the two bandits in tow, feeling content with your assistance and leaving the rest to your comrades. They make short work of the remaining two adversaries, Beade handily taking out the other swordsman and all three advancing on the mage. She fires off a desperate firebolt, but it's easily blocked by Eriah, and the counterattack from Meru is more than she could handle. With the threat handled, everyone regroups in the center of the room. "I appreciate the assistance, but aren't you supposed to be a healer?" Meru says, giving the subtle, squirming bulges in your tail a wary look. "The goddess' will comes in many forms," you say, twisting yourself into a position where you can massage your bloated tail. "These heathens will help me replenish my mana reserves." "Looks like someone's been having all the fun without me," Shiva says, looking much better than before as her, Bellona, and Lira finally make their way into the room. "Well, I don't think we're through with this yet," Eriah says. "Indeed, none of them seemed like the leader, this can't be everyone," Meru says. "But if they were fortified here and that skirmish didn't pull more out, I doubt there are too many left. Don't stray too far, but let's split up to sweep through the building, call for the others if you find anything significant." She looks over at you. "$dungeonName, stick with me, you aren't in the most battle-ready state." [[Follow her->Dungeon 1- Fort End]]<</replace>><</link>>\ <<else>>\ Willing to take the chance, you rush up behind the woman and grab her shoulders, opening your jaw wide to shove her head into your mouth. However, she must have heard your approach, and shortly after you make contact she whirls around, striking with her sword. You take a serious hit right to your gut before you can pull away.<<set $dungeonHealth.current -= random(14, 22)>><<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<TabletopDisplay>><</replace>> @@color:orange;Your roll was insufficient.@@ At the very least, you served as a distraction--Eriah quickly ensures that wounding you was the last thing the bandit did. You bend over, clutching your belly as you feel blood dripping out. Using a healing prayer on yourself, you're able to mend the gash enough to be manageable for now, but you can tell it's going to need better attention later. "You can't be so reckless!" Eriah says, shifting to stand guard in front of you and fending off a wolf with her shield. "Are you alright?" "I'll be fine..." you mutter, retreating to a safer distance. Now that the tide is turned so that you outnumber them, your three companions make short work of the remaining bandits. It may not have panned out how you wanted, but you're content with having assisted in clearing the room. Lira, Bellona, and a recovered Shiva come in from the hall to regroup. "None of them seemed like the leader, this can't be everyone," Meru says. "But if they were fortified here and that skirmish didn't pull more out, I doubt there are too many left. Don't stray too far, but let's split up to sweep through the building, call for the others if you find anything significant." She looks over at you. "$dungeonName, stick with me, we'll check the hall up ahead." [[Follow her->Dungeon 1- Fort End]]\ <</if>><</replace>><</link>> <<link "Too risky, hang back and support their fight">><<replace "#choice2">>Deciding not to push your luck, you hang back and let them handle the fighting. Spotting Beade fluttering above the battle, you get an idea. "Beade!" you shout, raising your staff. "Goddess' blessing upon you!" There's a flash of light from your staff and a subtle halo of golden feathers appears above Beade's head. She gets a wild grin on her face. Enhanced by your blessing, Beade goes absolutely berserk. She tears through the group in the middle, taking out one of the men with a single swing. While Eriah picks off the wolf, she unleashes a flurry of blows on the other, the man quickly crumpling beneath her power. Unarmored and seemingly low on mana, the mage is quick to fall as well. "Do that again next fight, that was fun!" Beade says, clearly excited as she flutters back over to the group. Lira, Bellona, and a recovered Shiva come into the room to regroup as well. "None of them seemed like the leader, this can't be everyone," Meru says. "But if they were fortified here and that skirmish didn't pull more out, I doubt there are too many left. Don't stray too far, but let's split up to sweep through the building, call for the others if you find anything significant." She looks over at you. "$dungeonName, stick with me, we'll check the hall up ahead." [[Follow her->Dungeon 1- Fort End]]<</replace>><</link>>\ <</replace>><</link>> <<link "Let Beade finish her off">><<replace "#choice">>You quickly back up a little, not wanting to risk endangering yourself, and let Beade finish off her target. While she charges in to deliver the final blow, you quickly assess the situation in the room. Meru and Eriah are battling two bandits and a wolf near the center of the room, while a third bandit wielding a staff hangs back in the corner, looking worried. Looking back at Beade, her axe dripping with blood, you get an idea of how to help. "Beade, hold on!" you say as she's about to charge back out into the fray. "What? In the middle of a fight here ya dainty snake," she says, pausing with a grumpy look on her face. "I'll forgive that insult," you say with a calm smile. You hold your staff up and the head glows with golden light. "Goddess' blessing upon you!" A subtle halo of golden feathers appears on Beade. She immediately gets a wild grin, feeling the boost to her strength. "Haha, now we're talking!" She rushes forward to engage the rest of the bandits. Enhanced by your blessing, Beade goes absolutely berserk. She tears through the group in the middle, taking out one of the swordsmen with a single swing. While Eriah picks off the wolf, she unleashes a flurry of blows on the other, the woman quickly crumpling beneath her power. Unarmored and seemingly low on mana, the mage is quick to fall as well. "Do that again next fight, that was fun!" Beade says, clearly excited as she flutters back over to the group. Lira, Bellona, and a recovered Shiva come into the room to regroup as well. "None of them seemed like the leader, this can't be everyone," Meru says. "But if they were fortified here and that skirmish didn't pull more out, I doubt there are too many left. Don't stray too far, but let's split up to sweep through the building, call for the others if you find anything significant." She looks over at you. "$dungeonName, stick with me, we'll check the hall up ahead." [[Follow her->Dungeon 1- Fort End]]<</replace>><</link>>\

You break off from the group to search the fort. Moving to the right side of the room, you carefully open a closed door, finding a narrow, seemingly abandoned hallway on the other side. There are a couple of doors lining the walls, and a ladder at the end that must lead up to the tower. You slowly make your way down to check the first door. Behind it is a small, unoccupied storage room. It's mostly empty, the few supplies that are there not anything of particular value. When you return to the hall and head down to the next door, however, you can hear some kind of clanking coming from the other side. <<if $dungeonCharacter is "elf">>Readying your staff to cast a magic arrow<<else>>Readying your weapons<</if>>, you kick the door open. "Ah! I would never eat Kirasha's offer..." a bandit woman screams, giving you a wide-eyed look and quickly swallowing something. This is another storage room, this time loaded with all sorts of food, and the girl has some kind of cake in her hand. She's a wolf beastkin by the looks of it: fluffy brown ears sticking out above her black hair, a matching tail raised in alert, and much more pronounced fangs visible when she talked. After a brief pause, she drops what she was eating, draws her sword, and turns to face you. "Wait, who the hell are you?" As you stand facing off with her, your stomach lets out a slight growl. Seeing all this food has made you realize how hungry you are. Thinking about the situation, you realize the perfect opportunity presented--a lone bandit in a tight space, wearing very light armor, right when your mission seems to be winding down. <<link "Try to eat her">><<replace "#choice">><<if random(1,20) > 10>>"I'm just here to grab something to eat," you say with a grin. "Well too bad, all of this is for Kirasha, we can't have any!" she says, kicking away the half-eaten cake she dropped. She keeps her sword pointed at you, narrowing her eyes. "And I don't think you're part of the crew..." "Well, I guess that only leaves me one choice then," you reply. <<if $dungeonCharacter is "elf">>You fire a magic arrow at her, aiming for her sword hand. At this close range, she doesn't have time to react, and the force of the impact knocks the blade from her hand.<<else>>You quickly step forward and swing your shield as hard as you can into her outstretched sword. She didn't have a particularly strong grip on it, and the impact sends it clattering to the floor.<</if>> Not wasting a moment, you rush in and force her back against the wall. "Get off me!" she growls as you pin her arms. "If you do anything to me, Kirasha will have no mercy! Let go!" You just open your mouth wide. She lets out a little yelp right before her head disappears down your throat. You move quickly, pushing past her breasts before lifting her up to ease the process.<<if $dungeonCharacter is "human">> Before continuing, you loosen the straps on your chestplate so that it can be pushed up and give room to your expanding belly.<</if>> She uselessly kicks her legs as they slowly disappear past your lips to join the rest of her. Soon, she's entirely sealed within your bloated, squirming belly.<<if $dungeonCharacter is "elf">> Even with how loose they are, the added mass is threatening to tear your robes.<</if>> You cough a little once she's down, the fur from her tail tickling your throat. "You can't do this to me! I'm not the one who's supposed to be food!" the bandit screams as she thrashes inside of you, her voice muffled by flesh and fabric. "Kirasha will punish you for this!" "I don't know, it seems like //*urp*// you were snacking on her offerings here," you say, giving your bloated belly a smack. "I think this is her punishing //you//." "Th-That can't be right..." she replies, going still for a moment. Just then, you hear the sound of a horn being blown, followed by some shouting coming from back in the main room.<<set $dungeonStomach += 1>><<set $dungeonVoreMessage to "Currently digesting a bandit">><<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<TabletopDisplay>><</replace>> [[Hurry back to see what's happening->Dungeon 1- Fort End]]<<else>>"I'm just here to grab something to eat," you say with a grin. "Well too bad, all of this is for Kirasha, we can't have any!" she says, kicking away the half-eaten cake she dropped. She keeps her sword pointed at you, narrowing her eyes. "And I don't think you're part of the crew..." "Well, I guess that only leaves me one choice then," you reply. <<if $dungeonCharacter is "elf">>You move to fire a magic arrow in an attempt to disarm her, but she's too quick. Knowing she has the advantage in close quarters like this, she leaps forward, thrusting her sword at you. You don't react nearly fast enough, feeling her blade plunge straight into the right side of your belly. @@color:orange;Your roll was insufficient.@@ Letting out a gasp, you shoot a panicked magic arrow at her. It was such a hasty cast that you manage to miss even at this close range, but the threat is enough to get her to pull back. Realizing how bad of a position you're in, you run out of the room, stumbling a little from the pain of your wound. Once you're a few steps beyond the doorway, you turn around and hold out your staff. It's risky at this range, but you launch a fireball straight into the tiny room. The bandit has very unfortunate timing, stepping out to follow you exactly in time to get hit by the spell directly. You're close enough to the blast to be knocked back, but manage to avoid much damage. The bandit, on the other hand, you're confident is gone after just a single glance back at the room.<<set $dungeonHealth.current -= random(20,28)>><<else>>You step forward and attempt to disarm her with a shield bash, but she's too quick. As you swing your shield, she pulls back, then lunges forward. Her strike manages to hit right between the plates of your armor and you feel her sword stab into your shoulder. @@color:orange;Your roll was insufficient.@@ You grimace, but are quick to retaliate with a swing of your own sword, getting in a solid hit that leaves a gash across her chest. Shifting back to get yourself into a better combat position, you put thoughts of a meal out of your mind. You can still feel the sting of her initial attack, but as the two of you clash it's clear you have the advantage due to your heavier armor and shield. Before long you've dealt the fatal blow, and she slumps over onto the ground.<<set $dungeonHealth.current -= random(12,18)>><</if>><<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<TabletopDisplay>><</replace>> Just then, you hear the sound of a horn being blown, followed by some shouting coming from back in the main room. [[Hurry back to see what's happening->Dungeon 1- Fort End]]<</if>><</replace>><</link>> <<link "Fight first">><<replace "#choice">>She clearly isn't defenseless, so you put thoughts of a meal out of your head for now. <<if $dungeonCharacter is "elf">>Without responding to her question, you fire the spell you had prepped, sending a magic arrow straight at her. She yelps and tries to dive out of the way, but at this range she barely had any time to react and still gets caught in the shoulder. She reels back, but quickly readies her sword at you again. "I knew you were an intruder!" the girl growls. She holds up her sword and charges forward. "For Kirasha!" You jump back as she swings at you, getting grazed by her blade but avoiding any serious damage. She quickly follows up with another as you prepare to retaliate, landing another minor blow on you. When she starts to move for a third strike, you fire off a volley of two magic arrows. The first strikes her gut, then as she's knocked back the other hits her square in the chest. She stumbles back, dropping her sword, and you quickly move to pin her against the wall.<<set $dungeonHealth.current -= random(4,8)>><<else>>Without responding to her question, you step forward, knock her sword away with your shield, then swing your own. The attack lands, slicing through some of her leather armor and leaving a gash across her front. Grimacing, she reels back, but quickly readies her sword at you again. "I knew you were an intruder!" the girl growls. She holds up her sword and charges forward. "For Kirasha!" The two of you clash, trading blows with your swords in the cramped room. She manages to get a few minor hits in, but you clearly have the advantage due to your much stronger defenses. She falters after a particularly strong hit, and you take the opportunity to rush forward and bash her with your shield. She stumbles back, dropping her sword, and you quickly move to pin her against the wall.<<set $dungeonHealth.current -= random(2,6)>><</if>> "Get... off me..!" she grunts, weakly trying to push you away. Your stomach growls, reminding you of the perfect opportunity for a meal. However, your skirmish also served as a reminder, making you consider how much having a bandit-sized gut would get in the way if there's any more fighting to be done...<<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<TabletopDisplay>><</replace>> \ <<link "Eat her">><<replace "#choice2">>Not worried about the consequences with how easy things have been up till now, you open your mouth wide. She lets out a little yelp right before her head disappears down your throat. You move quickly, pushing past her breasts before lifting her up to ease the process.<<if $dungeonCharacter is "human">> Before continuing, you loosen the straps on your chestplate so that it can be pushed up and give room to your expanding belly.<</if>> She uselessly kicks her legs as they slowly disappear past your lips to join the rest of her. Soon, she's entirely sealed within your bloated, squirming belly.<<if $dungeonCharacter is "elf">> Even with how loose they are, the added mass is threatening to tear your robes.<</if>> You cough a little once she's down, the fur from her tail tickling your throat. "You can't do this to me! I'm not the one who's supposed to be food!" the bandit screams, her voice muffled by flesh and fabric. She isn't struggling with much vigor. "Kirasha will punish you for this!" "I don't know, it seems like //*urp*// you were snacking on her offerings here," you say, giving your bloated belly a smack. "I think this is her punishing //you//." "Th-That can't be right..." she replies, going still for a moment. Just then, you hear the sound of a horn being blown, followed by some shouting coming from back in the main room.<<set $dungeonStomach += 1>><<set $dungeonVoreMessage to "Currently digesting a bandit">><<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<TabletopDisplay>><</replace>> [[Hurry back to see what's happening->Dungeon 1- Fort End]]<</replace>><</link>> <<link "Just finish her off">><<replace "#choice2">>Thinking it wise to avoid hindering yourself when the mission isn't over yet, you decide to just finish her off and move on. <<if $dungeonCharacter is "elf">>She gives you a wide-eyed look as you raise your staff up at her head. With a brief flash of light, you fire off a point-blank magic arrow.<<else>>You pull back your sword, then thrust forward to deliver the finishing blow.<</if>> She slumps to the ground as you step back. Just then, you hear the sound of a horn being blown, followed by some shouting coming from back in the main room. [[Hurry back to see what's happening->Dungeon 1- Fort End]]<</replace>><</link>><</replace>><</link>>

<<Time 18.75>><<set $dungeonAte += $dungeonStomach>><<if $dungeonStomach > 0>><<set $dungeonHealth.current to Math.clamp($dungeonHealth.current + ($dungeonStomach * 4), $dungeonHealth.current, $dungeonHealth.max)>><</if>><<if $dungeonCharacter is "naga">>The groups splits up to search the fort, you and Meru heading for a hallway on the opposite side of the room from where you came in. You pass by some open cages that look like they used to house the wolves that attacked earlier. At the end of the hall there's a staircase on the right, which you cautiously head up.<<if $dungeonStomach > 1>> The extra bulk from your meals causes you some trouble trying to slide up the steps, but you manage.<</if>> At the top is a hallway that looks like it leads to the exit onto the roof, but right in front of you there's also another heavy wooden door. Meru nods at you, then approaches the door. Preparing a frost bolt in her hand, she grabs the handle and throws it open. Standing on the other side are two surprised looking bandits, standing at a round table. The room is very well lit and has various pieces of equipment and trophies strewn about, including a medallion with the symbol of a red sun on it resting on a desk in the back. "Shit, they sent better help than I thought..." one woman says, drawing her sword from a sheath at her side. She looks like she's a wolf beastkin: fluffy brown ears with white tips sticking up above her black hair and a similar looking tail sprouting from her rear. She seems likely to be the leader, wearing a more heavily armored cuirass, plate gauntlets, and a short, fur lined mantle around her shoulders. A scar runs up her cheek and there's an intense look in her eyes, amplified by her more pronounced fangs. "No choice, do it!" "On it!" the other girl says, grabbing a horn off the desk. Meru fires a frost bolt at her, but the leader flips the table on its side as a makeshift shield in time to intercept it. "Mercenaries, always so flashy," she says with a grin. "Name's Raisa, I'm in charge here. I'd love to pay you back for whatever you did to my crew personally, but I've got something better in store!" The woman blows the horn into an opening cut into the side of the room, filling the air with a loud, low roar. As you and Meru flinch from the sudden noise, Raisa grabs something from a pouch at her side and throws it at you. It explodes in mid-air, filling the room with smoke. In the confusion, both bandits slip past you and make a break for it down the stairs. Meru grunts in frustration and gives chase once she realizes what's happened, with you following<<if $dungeonStomach > 1>> somewhat slowly<<else>> close<</if>> behind. "Regroup, the leader's making a break for it!" she shouts. Everyone arrives back in the main room at around the same time, Raisa and the other bandit ahead of you heading for the main entrance.<<else>>You quickly make your way back down the hall to regroup with everyone else<<if $dungeonStomach > 0>>, moving a bit less gracefully with the added bulk of your gut<</if>>. You return back to the main room at about the same time as everyone else, Meru shouting for assistance. Two bandits are racing towards the entrance, one of them apparently the leader from what Meru's saying.<</if>> "You're all about to regret messing with the Claw of Kirasha!" <<if $dungeonCharacter is "naga">>she shouts with a laugh.<<else>> shouts the one you assume to be the leader with a laugh. She's a wolf beastkin girl that's remarkably similar to the one <<if $dungeonStomach > 0>>in your stomach<<else>>you just dealt with<</if>>, except her ears and tail both have white tips. She's wearing a more heavily armored cuirass, plate gauntlets, and a short, fur lined mantle around her shoulders, setting her apart from the leather and scrap armor of the rest of the bandits.<</if>> "We can't let her get away!" Meru shouts, firing off a frost bolt that narrowly misses the two of them. "Eris and Nala better be ready..." [[Give chase->Tabletop Club- Pizza Break]]

<<Time 19>>"Aaaand pause!" Morgan says. "Pizza's here, quick break everyone. Erika, I'm gonna need your help." "Right..." she sighs, standing up from the table. "Let's hurry, things are getting good." While the two of them head out into the hall, everyone else relaxes and starts to chat out of character. A few get up to stretch their legs after sitting for so long. "So, what do our newbies think so far?" Candice asks. "You guys having fun?" "Absolutely! This group is awesome," Leah says. "I was always more into it than everyone else when I played before, but everyone here is so passionate.<<if $leahRel > 1>>" She looks over at you with a smile. "I really like your character $name!<<if $dungeonCharacter is "naga">> A naga seems really fun to play, <<if $dungeonStomach > 2>>especially with what you were able to pull off back there<<else>>I'd never really considered it before<</if>>!<<elseif $dungeonCharacter is "elf">> I was an elf witch the last time I played, it brings back memories.<<else>> We're kind of like a duo, she and Eriah are pretty similar!<</if>>" "Thanks! Eriah is really cool too, I can't wait to learn more about her. You clearly put a lot of effort into her design," you say, returning her smile. She seems to be really enjoying herself. "I also really like Beade," you say, looking over at Candice. "She's a super fun character!" "Thanks!" Candice says with a grin.<<else>> I love Beade, a sprite barbarian is such a fun idea for a character!" "Thank you! You did a good job with Eriah too, I can tell you put a lot of thought into her," Candice says. Leah gives her a sheepish smile.<</if>> "But who I'm blown away by is Nala--how the heck did you get Morgan to let you play as a half-giant, Kamile?" "It took some back and forth," Kamile replies. "I think she only allowed it since she's a pacifist." Candice nods. "And of course I'm excited to see what Bellona can do," she says, looking down at Emily. "I can tell you've got something up your sleeve Emi." Emily gives her a little smile, sitting bent over with her arms crossed on the table. She's still yet to say a word out of character, and seems to have reverted back to her shy self from earlier while the game is on hold. "I-I'm glad the next encounter seems to be outside," Tara says quietly. She seems to panic a little when everyone gives her their attention. "U-Um not that I'm not having fun, you guys are all great and I appreciate how nice and patient everyone is, but me and Kamile have been away from the action for a while now so I'm just excited to be fully involved again," she says, blushing as her statement carries on longer than she seems to have meant it to. "I'm just hoping for more action period," Nikki chimes in. She's sitting with her legs up on the table. "This has been a total cakewalk, and Erika's stick in the mud character is just dragging it out." "Someone didn't learn anything from getting blown up," Kamile says with a little smirk. Nikki crosses her arms and pouts as a few people chuckle. "Pizza time!" Erika says, her and Morgan returning to the room. They're each carrying a few pizza boxes with "Tsavo's" printed on them. It must be some local place from the city. "Alright!" Candice says, immediately heading over to get a slice. "Was it still Todd doing the delivery?" "Oh you //know// it was Todd," Erika laughs. "I swear they want that guy dead." She sighs. "Morgan won't let me oblige..." "Oh come on, you can't eat Todd! He's like an honorary member of the club at this point," Morgan says. "Besides, this is one of the last places that will deliver to the school without having to be sneaky about the address, we don't want to mess that up." Her and Erika head over to some of the desks that were pushed aside in the back and spread out the pizza boxes. Morgan also puts down a bag with a few large soda bottles, then heads to the cabinets at the back of the room. She pulls out some paper plates and plastic cups. "Alright, dig in everyone! There should be plenty for ten people, so help yourself," she says, grabbing a slice for herself and heading back to her spot at the head of the table. "Do you guys want to take a short dinner break, or just jump right back in while we eat?" There's pretty unanimous agreement for getting right back to the game. Once everyone has their pizza and a drink, Morgan quickly recaps the situation as you left off: The party chasing the bandit captain Raisa out of the fort... [[Dive back in->Dungeon 1- The Reveal]]

<<if $dungeonStomach > 0>><<set $dungeonHealth.current to Math.clamp($dungeonHealth.current + ($dungeonStomach * 4), $dungeonHealth.current, $dungeonHealth.max)>><</if>>\ You follow Raisa and her second in command out of the fort and into the clearing<<if ($dungeonStomach > 2) or (($dungeonCharacter != "naga") and ($dungeonStomach > 0))>>, trailing behind the rest of the group due to the extra bulk from your prey<</if>>. Faced with the two remaining members of your party ahead of them, they pause for a moment. Raisa seems fixated on Nala with a big grin on her face, but as soon as she hears you catching up with her she bolts off towards the treeline on the left. The other bandit tries to follow, but she's barely gotten anywhere when an arrow from Eris hits her in the leg and she drops to the ground. "Raisa they got me, I need help!" she shouts, reaching a hand out toward the captain. "Kirasha appreciates your sacrifice, keep 'em busy!" Raisa replies, barely even turning her head to answer. Those are the last words she hears, as Shiva briefly stops in her pursuit to finish what Eris started. The rest of the party isn't far behind her, but you slow down as you start to feel a rumbling sensation. The others seem to notice as well, everyone but Shiva coming to a stop with a concerned look. The sound of shifting leaves and cracking branches is coming from up ahead. "Haha, you're all fucked now!" Raisa shouts before disappearing into the woods. "What are you all standing around for, she's getting away!" Shiva growls, pushing forward towards the treeline. "Shiva wait, something's not right!" Meru calls out. The warning, if she would have even listened, comes too late. A massive clawed hand rushes out from the forest and slams to the ground, grabbing Shiva before disappearing out of sight again. Everyone freezes and watches the treeline intensely as a large form approaches. With a crash your new foe emerges, knocking down a tree with a simple shove as they step out into the clearing. Standing before you is a gigantic four-armed woman, at least twice Nala's height, most of her head rising above the top of the fort's tower. Her skin is mostly a pale yellow, but each of her hands is a deep orange, with an irregular transition between the two along her arms. A few other patches of the orange color dot her body like oversized freckles. She isn't wearing much, little more than a loincloth wrapped around her waist and a single, rough hewn metal plate over her right breast, the fabric securing it in place leaving most of her left side exposed. Proportional to her size, she actually looks a little stubby. Looking up to her face, you find she has two fairly short horns sticking up from her forehead, one of them broken. The tips of long ears just barely peek out from her long, wild mane of greasy black hair. You could see when she was moving that a rope was used to tie some of it in the back into a more manageable bundle. Hanging from her mouth is Shiva's tail, which she slurps up like a noodle shortly after emerging from the woods. A slight bulge slides down her throat, but the size difference is so great that there's no trace of her after that. The giant looks down at you with a sharp toothed grin. "You the bugs that been messin' with mine?" she says in a booming voice, grabbing a nearby tree and uprooting it to use as a weapon. "Got a good thing goin' here, don't much like ya sticking yer noses in it." "//Morgan!//" Candice says, laughing in disbelief. "I remember from last year these things are like, level fifteen //minimum//. You're crazy!" "Not everything can be easy," Morgan replies with a grin. "There's nine--well, eight--of you, put your heads together." "What the heck is that!?" Eris shrieks. "She's a golgrim, an ogre subspecies," Meru says, gritting her teeth. "I'm guessing this is the Kirasha the bandits wouldn't shut up about. And the thing that Albina was keeping from us." "We still can't let the bandit captain get away, I'm going after her!" Eriah says. "I won't be much help against something that size." The giant slams her improvised weapon down toward the middle of the group, kicking up dirt and shaking the earth. Everyone manages to evade the blow, but you're now scattered across the field. "That's a good call, go! I'll make an opening to get past her," Meru shouts, starting to charge up a spell. "And be careful, we don't know how strong she is!" "Same to you," Eriah says with a nod. <<if $dungeonStomach > 2 or (($dungeonCharacter != "naga") and ($dungeonStomach > 0))>>You start to think about whether you would be better off assisting her than staying here, but quickly realize your choice has been made already. There's no way you could keep up with the fleeing bandit while lugging around your prey. [[Face Kirasha->Dungeon 1- Kirasha]]<<else>><<if $dungeonCharacter is "human">>Realizing you're at a similar disadvantage here<<else>>Not sure you want her facing off with the leader alone like that<</if>>, you consider whether to follow her or assist here. [[Stay and face Kirasha->Dungeon 1- Kirasha]] [[Assist Eriah in chasing down Raisa->Dungeon 1- Raisa]]<</if>>

<<set _fight to false>><<set _fled to 0>>"Alright, now!" Meru shouts, slamming her palm into the ground. She uses the same spell as back in the fort, sending a rising cascade of ice racing towards the giant. Kirasha scowls and steps back, swinging her club to break the approaching spires of frost. In the confusion, Eriah slips into the woods behind her to chase after Raisa. "Feh! Noisy little bugs ya are," she growls, gripping her improvised club with her upper arms. A toothy grin quickly returns to her face. "Kill you quick-like s'pose, better as grub." She gives a taunting pat to her exposed belly with one of her lower arms, making it jiggle slightly. "Nala<<if $dungeonCharacter is "naga">>, $dungeonName<</if>>, can you handle keeping everyone healed out here?" Lira says with a determined look on her face. "U-Um, yeah! It's what I do!" Nala replies. Her nervous look tells you this is the first time she's been in a fight where she wasn't the biggest combatant. "But why just <<if $dungeonCharacter is "naga">>us<<else>>me<</if>>? What are you going to do?" "I'm gonna keep Shiva safe until you guys finish this," she says, drawing her sword for the first time. She marches out toward Kirasha, waving it overhead. "Hey ugly!" "Shiva..?" Meru says, still kneeling on the ground and clearly exhausted from her spell. "Wait, don't be stupid!" "I'm the greatest warrior here, come face me you big fat oaf!" she shouts at the giant, standing dangerously close. Kirasha laughs and shifts her weapon into one hand, using the freed one to quickly snatch the stationary target off the ground. She lifts Lira up overhead. "You wriggle good like friend yes?" she says before opening her mouth wide. She drops Lira in, closing her lips around the catgirl's midriff and letting her hang for a moment. With two quick swallows, Lira becomes a bulge gently sliding down her throat. This time you can see a bump starting to form below the giant's breasts when Lira reaches her destination. Kirasha rests one of her hands on it and lets out a belch that echoes through the hills. "I'm surrounded by idiots..." Meru growls, getting back to her feet. She pulls a small vial of blue liquid from a pouch around her waist. "Nala, will you really not fight at all? You're the only one that might sort of be able to stand up to this thing at close range." "No, I'm sorry," Nala replies, nervously gripping her staff. "I don't think I would fare much better than you here anyways..." "What do you mean she's the only one who can handle it?" Beade says indignantly. "I //only// fight things bigger than me, just watch me!" She takes off into the air and charges at Kirasha. "Oh a real bug ya are!" the giant says, swinging her club at Beade. She dodges out of the way. "Let me taste.~" Kirasha makes a grab for Beade when she gets close, but she evades again, striking back at the hand that tried to snatch her. Despite being a solid swing, it barely seems to break her skin. Meru gives a frustrated grunt after downing her potion. "Bellona! If you were planning on ever summoning something, now is the time!" "R-Right!" Bellona says, fumbling with her spell book. She takes a deep breath, then holds out her hand to start an incantation. "Here goes..." As she speaks the words, a spark of light appears on the ground and starts to burn some symbol into the dirt. When the sigil is complete, the whole thing begins to glow bright red. Then flames erupt from the center, blindingly bright and rising high into the air. Even Kirasha pauses to see what's happening, while Beade goes to hide from the jet of fire in the fort's tower. A dark form appears in the flames, then, with a final explosive burst, the fire dissipates, leaving the original summoning sigil smoldering on the ground. Standing on it is a tall, voluptuous woman with deep crimson skin and black hair. She has a forked tail, two bull-like horns on her head, and her eyes glow red with black sclera. Hovering between her horns is a small red flame. "Who dares to summon me?" the woman says in a deep, roaring voice. "What foolish wizard thinks themself worthy to command a succubus of wra--" She stops mid-sentence when she sees Bellona and immediately loses all of her intimidating composure. Her eye twitches and the flame above her head flares up. "H-Hey again Irileth!" Bellona says nervously. "So, um, you know the deal by now, I didn't mean to summon //you//, but--" "Windsheer I swear I will--" Irileth starts to say. Her voice is now more of just gruff than the demonically haunting edge it had during her introduction. "It's //Sheerwind//, and listen! We're right in the middle of a fight and could really use your--" "I don't care what you want, just dismiss--" Irileth is cut off by Kirasha snatching her from behind. The giant immediately tosses her into her mouth and gulps her down like the other two. She lets out another burp, a tiny puff of red flame igniting at the end of her breath. She's starting to sport a much more pronounced gut, but doesn't seem hindered by it at all. "Mmm, that bug spicy," Kirasha says. She gets a wild grin, holding her club out with her upper arms while her lower ones rest on her belly. "Make me more!" "Uh... heh..." Bellona says, looking extremely flustered. "Sh-She'll be ok, her soul will go back to her real body in Eofol once that thing's stomach has put in enough work..." "I'm not worried about the succubus, we need a plan for ourselves!" Meru shouts as everyone falls back to a safer distance. "What else can you bring out?" "Uh, well... Irileth is the //only// thing I can summon..." Bellona replies sheepishly. "She's actually really strong, but, uh, she doesn't like me much..." "I don't even want to know, just hide with Nala!" Meru shouts. "Beade, fall back, we need a plan!" "My plan is to kill this thing!" Beade replies, charging right at Kirasha's face. She nearly gets grabbed, but a shot from Eris makes the giant flinch and she's able to slip away. \ <<link "Assist in the fight">><<set _fight to true>><<include "Kirasha_Fight">><</link>> <<link "Focus on keeping yourself safe from Kirasha">><<include "Kirasha_Fight">><</link>> \ "Alright, I think I've got it!" Meru shouts. "Eris, how's your mana faring? Could you get off a sureshot?" "Y-Yeah, I should be able to handle one more!" she calls back, currently fleeing from an increasingly pissed off Kirasha. "Perfect, and I should have just enough left in me to cast cascade again thanks to that potion. Here's the plan: Eris, when I give the signal, hit her right in the eye with an arrow. When she recoils from that, I'll hit her from behind, hopefully hard enough to make her fall," Meru explains. "Then once she's down, Beade, if you can get another blow with the same force as earlier in on her head, that might be enough to finish her. Even if she doesn't go down, there should be an opening for you to try." "I like this plan!" Beade cackles, flying around and pestering Kirasha to draw her attention from Eris. "What about me?" you ask. "You're going to be the distraction. Trust me on this," Meru replies, giving you a little nod. "Just do something to get her focused on you so that I can get in position behind her. And Eris! You shoot your arrow before that thing can do anything to her." "Right..." you say, slightly hesitant but not having a better idea. "Alright, everyone get ready!" Meru calls out, starting to make her way around the outskirts of the clearing to flank Kirasha. <<if $dungeonCharacter is "naga">>You take a deep breath, then raise your staff. Both you and it start to glow bright as you cast a healing spell on yourself to try and grab her attention. "Kirasha!" you shout. "You claim yourself as a false god, a blasphemy of the highest order! The goddess will show you no mercy, come and face her judgement!"<<elseif $dungeonCharacter is "elf">>You take a deep breath, then point your staff out at Kirasha. You fire off a flurry of magic arrows to try and get her attention. "Hey! Four armed freak, over here!" you shout, firing another arrow.<<if $dungeonStomach > 0>> "I've got one of //your// 'bugs' churning away right now, you know. What are you gonna do about it?" you say, patting your gut with your free hand.<</if>><<else>>You take a deep breath, then turn to Kirasha and start beating your sword against your shield to get her attention. "Hey! Four armed freak, over here!" you shout. <<if $dungeonStomach > 0>>"I've got one of //your// 'bugs' churning away right now, you know. What are you gonna do about it?" you say, patting your gut with your shield hand.<<else>>"Come and face me, you don't scare me!"<</if>><</if>> "//GRAAH!//" Kirasha shouts, turning to you with a furious look. "Annoying little bugs ya are! Not worth eatin'!" she growls, stomping toward you with her arms already winding up to smash you. Before she gets a chance, an arrow with a sparkling green trail whizzes past, landing directly in her right eye. She bellows in pain, bringing two of her hands up to hold her head and taking a half, somewhat stumbling step back. On cue, Meru sends a cascade of ice surging at her from behind. Kirasha was already losing her balance recoiling from the arrow, and when the rising spires of ice shove against her, her hope of recovery fades. She stumbles forward and starts to fall. Fall, you realize too late, directly onto you. "Yes! That's how you flawlessly execute a plan!" Erika laughs. "I would have rather not been in this position in the first place, but I'll take it," you say, grinning as you look at the twenty you just rolled. There isn't time to get to safety, so you just brace yourself in place, as if it would do something about a falling object that size. However, by some miracle, you find yourself perfectly lined up with the falling giant's chest. As she crashes to the ground, you slide exactly into her cleavage, the impact cushioned by the soft flesh of her breasts enough to avoid harming you in any significant way. Although you do now find yourself trapped in a tight, sweaty embrace. As you start to try and shimmy your way out from under her, you hear a wet thud somewhere above you and the pressure pushing down on you abruptly gets more intense. Luckily, with some assistance from a very worried Nala, you manage to squeeze yourself back out to safety. When you turn around, you find Beade sitting on the fallen Kirasha's head with a grin and a splash of purple blood on her face, her battleaxe wedged in the giant's skull. The fight, it seems, is finally over. "Wow we... we actually did it!" Bellona says, giving the downed giant a curious poke. "You contributed exactly nothing," Meru says with a scowl. "Though I'd like to discuss this summoning problem of yours once we're back in Steadwick." She steps forward and starts to inspect Kirasha. "This is... impressive, though. Golgrim are very formidable creatures, I'm a little shocked we were actually able to defeat her. It makes a lot of sense that Albina hired so many of us now, though I have some words for her about leaving this out of the bounty." Nala also approaches your defeated foe, though she has a forlorn look on her face. "Poor thing. I feel bad that it ended like this for her, even though I know it was kill or be killed here..." "Well, if you don't like what's already been done you should turn away," Meru says, moving down closer to Kirasha's midsection. "Because of Lira's reckless plan, she and Shiva might still be alive in there. And I'm not going in to pull them out any natural way when I'm not totally sure this thing is actually dead yet." Just then, there's a rustling in the trees. You turn to find Eriah emerging from the forest, looking worse for wear but sporting a distended gut. She gives everyone a grin as she comes into view and smacks her belly. "The head of this cult has been cut off," she says, stumbling slightly as she crosses the clearing to rejoin everyone. "Made of much //*urp*// tougher stuff than her underlings. I tried interrogating her, but even in my stomach she refused to offer anything meaningful about the situation here." "Excellent work," Meru says with a smirk. "Alright then, Nala, you help her out, and Beade, I'll need your help with this. Everyone else, do a sweep through the fort to make sure there aren't any more bandits hiding out. And grab anything valuable. I think we're about done here." [[Wrap up and return to Steadwick victorious->Dungeon 1- End]]

<<set $dungeonRaisa to 1>><<if $dungeonCharacter is "human">>"I have the same disadvantage here, I'll go with you,"<<elseif $dungeonCharacter is "naga">>"You have enough healers between you already, I'll go with her as support,"<<else>>"We can't risk sending her alone, I'll go with her,"<</if>> you say, nodding at Eriah. "<<if $dungeonCharacter is "human">>Good call<<else>>Fine, just finish it and hurry back as soon as you can, we're going to need all the help we can get with this thing<</if>>," Meru says. <<if $leahDitched>>"Oh, uh, I guess it's smart to not go alone..." Eriah says quietly.<<elseif $leahRel > 1>>"Yes, thank you $name[0]--er, $dungeonName," Eriah says, clearing her throat. "Your assistance is greatly appreciated."<<else>>"Thank you, it's always good to have backup," Eriah says, returning your nod.<</if>> "Alright, now!" Meru shouts, slamming her palm into the ground. She uses the same spell as back in the fort, sending a rising cascade of ice racing towards the giant. Kirasha scowls and steps back, swinging her club to break the approaching spires of frost. In the confusion, you and Eriah rush forward and slip into the woods behind her to chase after Raisa. She's already far enough ahead to be out of sight, but you stay determined. You're able to find a vague trail of signs that someone has recently passed through as you move, following it while hoping that you aren't just misinterpreting things. After a while, you have to pause to rest, afraid that you lost her. "Maybe we should have just stayed to assist the others..." Eriah says, leaning against a fallen tree. She stops and squints, picking something up off the ground. "Wait, this is... brown wolf fur. She's been through here recently, we're still on her tail!" "//Very// recently," a voice says from behind you. Eriah spins around just in time to block a throwing knife that was hurtling toward you. Standing on the branch of a tree just a little ways behind you is the bandit captain, grinning down at you with another knife readied. "Raisa!" Eriah says, brandishing her sword. "Your cult has caused enough harm, this ends here!" Raisa throws her knife at you as she jumps down from her perch--you dodge, but it still narrowly grazes your arm. "You're a paladin alright," she laughs, drawing her sword with one hand and pulling another knife from her side with the other. "And what a stupid one, to see Kirasha in all her glory and still think we're a cult following a 'false god'. Did you think I was really running after what you did to my crew? Ha! I was just getting a safe distance from Kirasha's wrath," she says with a smirk. "Your friends won't last long, but at least they'll get the honor of being eaten by a goddess. You won't be so lucky, but I can handle two lousy little mercenaries on my own."<<set $dungeonHealth.current -= random(2,5)>> "Bold words for <<if $dungeonCharacter is "naga">>a heathen<<else>>someone<</if>> who worships an oversized goblin. The others can handle her fine," you say. As if on cue, you hear a thunderous belch echo off the hills, coming from the direction of the fort. Your eyes widen a little and Raisa just laughs. "We'll finish this quickly." "Come on then, show me what you've got!" she says, holding her arms out to leave herself exposed. \ <<link "Rush in and show her what you've got">><<replace "#choice">>"Gladly," you say with a grin. <<if $dungeonCharacter is "human">>You hold out your shield, ready your sword, and charge forward, winding back for a heavy swing. "$dungeonName, wait!" Eriah shouts. You ignore her and keep pushing forward. Just as you shift to try and bring your sword down on Raisa, she leaps forward, using your shield as a foothold to vault over you. She hurls one of her knives into your shoulder through a chink in your armor just as she passes over you. You flinch from the pain, and before you can turn around to face her, she rams the hilt of her sword against your back hard enough to knock you down to your knees. <<elseif $dungeonCharacter is "elf">>You start to ready a spell, taking two steps forward and pointing your staff at her. A fireball forms and surges toward the bandit leader. However, the moment the spell starts to fire she ducks down under its flight path and rolls forward, evading the blast. As she comes out of the roll, she strikes at you with an uppercut from her sword, cutting a shallow gash all the way up the front of your body. You stumble back and she kicks you to the ground, throwing her knife at Eriah to keep her from interfering.<<elseif $dungeonCharacter is "naga">><<if $dungeonStomach > 0>>Eager to give her the same fate as her lackey<<if $dungeonStomach > 1>>s<</if>><<else>>Fully taking the taunt and eager to prove her wrong<</if>>, you dart forward with the intent to swallow her. You move quickly, arms prepped to grab her. "$dungeonName, wait, don't be stupid!" Eriah shouts. You ignore her and lunge forward. Raisa just smirks, easily jumping out of the way of your path and throwing her dagger straight at you. It plunges into your side and you cry out, faltering. She immediately follows up with a slash of her sword against your back, sending you crashing to the ground.<<set $dungeonHealth.current to Math.clamp($dungeonHealth.current - random(12,20), 1, $dungeonHealth.max)>><</if>><<set $dungeonHealth.current to Math.clamp($dungeonHealth.current - random(18,25), 1, $dungeonHealth.max)>> "Pathetic, even the worst of my men wouldn't have fallen for such an obvious taunt," she says, spitting on the ground near you.<<if $dungeonCharacter is "naga">> "And I thought priests were supposed to be well-mannered," she jeers, stepping forward to stand over you as you struggle to get up under your wounds. <<if $dungeonStomach > 0>>She looks over at the bulge in your tail with disgust. "<<if $dungeonStomach > 1>>Those some of my crew<<else>>That one of my crew<</if>>?" she growls, kicking your tail. "I'd love to return the favor, but this dumb thing makes you too big for me to get down.<<else>>"I'd love to follow Kirasha's example in punishing you, but this dumb tail of yours makes you too big for me.<</if>> Although..." She gets a sinister grin, showing off her fangs. "How long do you think you'd survive if I cut it off?" She raises up her sword, intent on testing that theory, but Eriah intervenes. You see a sword wreathed in teal light slash right down Raisa's chest, knocking her back like she'd been hit by an explosion. Eriah steps forward with her shield raised, assuming a defensive stance between you and her. "Fucking... paladins..." Raisa says, coughing as she struggles back up onto her feet. "I won't be beat by magic tricks!" She hurls another throwing knife at Eriah, who easily blocks it and starts to advance. Raisa tries to swivel around behind her when she gets close, but Eriah was watching her closely and immediately bashes her with her shield when she tries to slip by. The wolfgirl gets back up again and, clearly enraged at this point, makes a much less tactical, wild swing with her sword. She and Eriah trade a few blows, but soon she's thrown back to the ground by another shield bash. "You really think... you can beat the Claw of Kirasha?" she says with a little laugh, coughing shortly after. She pulls a smoke bomb from her pouch and slams it to the ground. "I'm not finished yet!" You can't see what's happening through the thick blanket of smoke, but you briefly hear the clashing of metal. Then you hear a scream that abruptly gets muffled, followed by some very odd, wet noises. The smoke begins to dissipate and you see a form with a distended gut walking towards you. As she gets closer and the smoke fully clears, you see that it's Eriah, her belly thrashing with the bandit captain trapped within, the bloated flesh pushing her heavy plate armor aside and partially exposing itself. She lets out a belch and gives it a hard smack, grinning to herself. "$dungeonName, are you alright?" she says, hurrying over to assist you. "That was foolish--even if she wasn't obviously baiting for us to attack, you aren't equipped for direct combat like that!" "I know, it was stupid..." you mumble. You grimace as she pulls the throwing knife out of your side, using a weak healing spell to close the wound. You use your own magic to fix yourself up a little bit more, then finally get back up. "Thank you, and good work," you say, eyeing her belly. [[Continue->Dungeon 1- Raisa End]]\ <<elseif $leahRel > 2>> Before she can make another move, Eriah intervenes. You see a sword wreathed in teal light slash right down Raisa's chest, knocking her back like she'd been hit by an explosion. Eriah steps forward with her shield raised, assuming a defensive stance between you and her. "Fucking... paladins..." Raisa says, coughing as she struggles back up onto her feet. "I won't be beat by magic tricks!" She hurls another throwing knife at Eriah, who easily blocks it and starts to advance. Raisa tries to swivel around behind her when she gets close, but Eriah was watching her closely and immediately bashes her with her shield when she tries to slip by. The wolfgirl gets back up again and, clearly enraged at this point, makes a much less tactical, wild swing with her sword. She and Eriah trade a few blows, but soon she's thrown back to the ground by another shield bash. "You really think... you can beat the Claw of Kirasha?" she says with a little laugh, coughing shortly after. She pulls a smoke bomb from her pouch and slams it to the ground. "I'm not finished yet!" You can't see what's happening through the thick blanket of smoke, but you briefly hear the clashing of metal. Then you hear a scream that abruptly gets muffled, followed by some very odd, wet noises. The smoke begins to dissipate and you see a form with a distended gut walking towards you. As she gets closer and the smoke fully clears, you see that it's Eriah, her belly thrashing with the bandit captain trapped within, the bloated flesh pushing her heavy plate armor aside and partially exposing itself. She lets out a belch and gives it a hard smack, grinning to herself. "$dungeonName, are you alright?" she says, hurrying over to assist you. "That was foolish--she was obviously baiting us to attack!" "I know, but I thought I could still overpower her..." you mumble. You slowly struggle back up onto your feet, assisted by Eriah. She offers you some slight relief by using a healing hand to partially mend your wound. "Thank you, and good work," you say, eyeing her belly. [[Continue->Dungeon 1- Raisa End]]\ <<else>>\ "Cocksure mercenaries always thinking they can stomp all over everything... I'll give you the fate you deserve." Eriah starts to step forward to try and intervene, but Raisa is quick to react. She pulls an orange vial from her belt and hurls it at the ground between them, causing it to erupt in flames. Eriah flinches and steps back, as Raisa pulls a smoke bomb from the pouch at her side and throws it at her feet. <<if $dungeonHealth.current < ($dungeonHealth.max / 2)>><<set $dungeonRaisa to 3>>\ "Now that we have some privacy~" Raisa says. The smoke is so thick that you can barely even see her right in front of you. Before you can react, you feel her grab your arm, then drive her knee into your back. "I'll punish you the way Kirasha teaches." You try to push her off of you, but she has you locked down. And soon, you feel what you feared--she pulls you up and her lips wrap around your head. You find yourself enveloped by her mouth, her tongue sliding down your neck and your head squeezed tight by saliva-drenched flesh. She knows she still has Eriah to deal with, so she moves quickly. She swallows furiously, feeding your body into her mouth as you're forced down her throat and into the warm prison of her stomach. You're helpless to stop it, and in just a few moments you find yourself entirely sealed within her. "//*Uuurp*// This is the fate of all nonbelievers!" she shouts, smacking you through her gut. "Repurposed for a worthy cause! Don't worry, you can join her once I've worn you down a little." You start to thrash against the tight embrace of her stomach walls, but quickly find it difficult as she jumps into action. She's surprisingly still very agile with you hanging off of her, and you feel every shift, turn, and lunge she makes. You can hear metal striking metal as she and Eriah clash, your whole world shaking and shuddering as you're helplessly dragged along for the ride of their battle. The movements you can manage don't seem to be in vain, however, as you notice her seem to stumble every now and then. "$dungeonName, brace yourself!" you hear Eriah's muffled voice shout. Very worried all of a sudden, you take her advice. A moment later, you feel the stunning blow of something smashing right against the front of Raisa's belly. She's knocked back and crashes to the ground, the wall of her stomach immediately clamping down hard around you.<<set $dungeonHealth.current to Math.clamp($dungeonHealth.current - random(12,20), 1, $dungeonHealth.max)>> As was, hopefully, Eriah's plan, Raisa's stomach quickly rejects you after the crushing hit. You feel yourself get forced back up into her throat, your body racing through the tight tunnel until you're ejected out onto the ground. Covered in saliva and digestive fluid, you quickly do what you can to move away from your former predator, who's keeled over on the ground nearby, coughing. "Bull... shit..." Raisa coughs. You see her reaching for another smoke bomb, but Eriah grabs her arm to put a stop to it. Without a word, she pulls her up to return the favor of trying to eat you. You watch as Eriah forces the wolfgirl's head into her mouth, keeping her arms restrained as she starts to work her way lower. She swallows her in up to her shoulders, then down over her breasts. Raisa thrashes against her as she's hoisted up into the air, Eriah careful to remove her belt of tricks before continuing. As her gut begins to swell, you notice the plates of her armor starting to shift up and to the side, seemingly designed to accommodate its wearer indulging herself in a meal. With just a few more swallows, it's over, and the bandit captain is sealed away within Eriah's writhing belly. "$dungeonName are you //*URP*// alright?" Eriah asks, hobbling over to you. "I hope I didn't harm you too much, that was the best thing I could think of to get you out." "I'll be alright..." you say, pushing yourself up and struggling onto your feet. "Thank you, and good work," you say, eyeing her belly. [[Continue->Dungeon 1- Raisa End]]\ <<else>>\ "Now that we have some privacy~" Raisa says. The smoke is so thick that you can barely even see her right in front of you. But, you can see enough, and you roll away from her as she steps closer, <<if $dungeonCharacter is "elf">>firing off a magic arrow vaguely in her direction<<else>>lashing out with a wild sword swing to try and keep her away<</if>>. You hear her growl in frustration. You start trying to get back on your feet, but she quickly kicks you down again, leaning over and grabbing your arm. "I'll punish you the way Kirasha teaches." Before she can continue with whatever she had planned, Eriah intervenes. You see a sword wreathed in teal light lash out at Raisa through the thinning smoke, striking her directly in the chest. The impact knocks her back like an explosion, instantly blowing away the remaining smoke as well. Eriah steps forward with her shield raised, assuming a defensive stance between you and Raisa. "Fucking... paladins..." Raisa says, coughing as she struggles back up onto her feet. "I won't be beat by magic tricks!" She hurls another throwing knife at Eriah, who easily blocks it and starts to advance. Raisa tries to swivel around behind her when she gets close, but Eriah was watching her closely and immediately bashes her with her shield when she tries to slip by. The wolfgirl gets back up again and, clearly enraged at this point, makes a much less tactical, wild swing with her sword. She and Eriah trade a few blows, but soon she's thrown back to the ground by another shield bash. "You really think... you can beat the Claw of Kirasha?" she says with a little laugh, coughing shortly after. She pulls a smoke bomb from her pouch and slams it to the ground. "I'm not finished yet!" You can't see what's happening through the thick blanket of smoke, but you briefly hear the clashing of metal. Then you hear a scream that abruptly gets muffled, followed by some very odd, wet noises. The smoke begins to dissipate and you see a form with a distended gut walking towards you. As she gets closer and the smoke fully clears, you see that it's Eriah, her belly thrashing with the bandit captain trapped within, the bloated flesh pushing her heavy plate armor aside and partially exposing itself. She lets out a belch and gives it a hard smack, grinning to herself. "$dungeonName, are you alright?" she says, hurrying over to assist you. "That was foolish--she was obviously baiting us to attack!" "I know, but I thought I could still overpower her..." you mumble. You slowly struggle back up onto your feet, assisted by Eriah. She offers you some slight relief by using a healing hand to partially mend your wound. "Thank you, and good work," you say, eyeing her belly. [[Continue->Dungeon 1- Raisa End]]\ <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<TabletopDisplay>><</replace>><</replace>><</link>> <<link "Be cautious and work with Eriah">><<replace "#choice">>\ Recognizing the obvious attempt at baiting you, you stay away, staring her down. <<if $dungeonCharacter is "naga">>You shift back, slithering behind Eriah. You're here to support the fight, not be a direct combatant.<<elseif $dungeonCharacter is "elf">>You grip your staff tight. Getting an idea, you ready a barrier for the moment she makes a move.<<else>>You raise your sword and shield, standing right at Eriah's side. You both ignore the taunt, waiting silently for her to make a move.<</if>> "Pathetic," she sneers. "No fight in you at all, two on one and you're cowering with your back to the wall. Guess I'll have to get you moving if we're ever going to get anywhere." With a grin, she pulls a small vial of bright orange liquid from her side. "$dungeonName, take cover behind me!" Eriah shouts, holding her shield out in front of her. Raisa throws the vial towards your feet, but Eriah steps forward to block it with her shield before it can land. As the vial strikes the metal of her shield, there's a flash of teal light forming a much wider barrier around it. When the bottle breaks, it explodes into flames, but Eriah's barrier sends most of it flying back at Raisa. She growls and jumps back. "Fucking paladins..." she grumbles, drawing a throwing knife in her off hand. "A few magic tricks won't save you!" <<if $dungeonCharacter is "naga">>\ "Eriah!" you shout, raising your staff into the air. "Goddess' blessing upon you!" you shout, a flash of light sparking from your staff. A very faint halo of golden feathers appears around Eriah's head. Raisa just growls again and throws a smoke bomb at her feet. Eriah raises her shield, the two of you carefully scanning the growing cloud of smoke. You catch some movement and a dagger comes soaring out at you. Eriah knocks it away, but right as she's blocking the first a second whips out of the smoke, managing to impale itself in your tail. You recoil in pain, but tracing the flight path the blade must have followed, you notice the subtle shadow of your foe in the slowly dissipating smoke.<<set $dungeonHealth.current to Math.clamp($dungeonHealth.current - random(12,20), 1, $dungeonHealth.max)>> "There, on the right," you say. Eriah nods and shifts to be between you and her. When Raisa goes to reposition herself, you're able to follow her movements this time. Eriah pulls back her sword and you notice a familiar teal light shimmer across the blade. She rushes forward into the smoke, bringing a powerful slash down right on top of Raisa's shadow. There's a burst of teal light on impact, knocking Raisa back and instantly blowing away the cloud of smoke. Between your blessing and whatever extra power Eriah used, that one blow seems to be all it took for her to be down for the count, leaving her coughing on the ground and not even attempting to get up.\ <<elseif $dungeonCharacter is "elf">>\ Raisa starts to make her move, darting to the left. However, she doesn't make it far before you cast your barrier directly in her path. She crashes right into it and falls back onto the ground, looking very confused, then angry, as she realizes what happened. Eriah quickly moves in to try and take advantage of the opening you created. "All you've got are cheap tricks, cowards!" she shouts, pulling out a smoke bomb and throwing it at her feet. Eriah stops in her tracks and switches to a defensive stance, slowly moving back from the cloud of smoke. You scan the smoke for any hint of her location, waiting for her to make a move, then get a better idea. Holding out your staff, you launch a fireball into the side further from Eriah. You seem to have struck closer than you imagined to your target, Raisa's prone form tumbling across the ground as the explosion clears the smoke from the air. She starts to get up, but is quickly met by a shield bash from Eriah that sends her sprawling onto the ground again.\ <<else>>\ You and Eriah turn to each other and nod. Intending to flank your foe, you both start to move in opposite directions. Raisa seems wise to this and goes on the move, throwing her knife at you and darting towards Eriah's side. Easily blocking the knife with your shield, you pick up the pace, rushing around as Eriah engages her. The clattering of steel fills the air as the two of them clash. Raisa sees your approach and throws another dagger your way, trying to swivel around Eriah in the process. All she accomplishes, however, is lunging right into a shield bash. "Gonna take... more than that to stop me," Raisa growls, raising her sword to block your advance just in time. She pushes you back and gets to her feet, but when she tries to strike you with her blade, she's met with a cut to her arm from Eriah. When she tries to retaliate against her, you step in and slash across her belly. The two of you keep up your assault in perfect sync, beating her down as she struggles to handle fighting against two enemies and fails her attempts to break away. Once she's clearly wearing down, you step in and bash her with your shield, knocking her back onto the ground.\ <</if>> With Raisa down, the two of you quickly move to make sure she's truly finished. She coughs up a little bit of blood as she attempts to push herself back up. She doesn't make it far before faltering and almost faceplanting into the dirt. "Do... what you want with me..." she says. She starts to give a weak laugh. "Kirasha will avenge me!" \ <<link "Eat her">><<replace "#eat">><<set $dungeonRaisa to 2>><<if $dungeonCharacter is "naga">>"Promoting a false god is an unforgivable offense," you say, slithering forward and starting to wrap your tail around the fallen bandit. "<<if $dungeonStomach > 0>>I will send you to the same judgement as your underling<<if $dungeonStomach > 1>>s<</if>>." You squeeze her a little tighter to rub the existing bulge in your tail against her.<<else>>It is time for you to face the goddess' judgement."<</if>><<else>>You step forward to loom over her. "Your cult is all about 'devourment' as punishment, right? I guess we can grant the mercy of sticking to your own traditions," you say with a grin. Raisa growls and spits at you as you lean down to grab her, lifting her up with her arms held tight to her side.<</if>> "You wouldn't..." she hisses. She's scowling, but there's a hint of fear in her eyes. Ready to prove her wrong, you eagerly shove her head into your mouth. She starts to squirm but you hold her tight, tearing off her furry cloak before beginning to swallow her down. Although she doesn't have enough strength left to manage a real resistance, she struggles and squirms the whole way down. Bit by bit you drag her down into your stomach, being sure to strip off her belt full of tricks before taking in her hips. Soon, Raisa has completely disappeared into your body, your belly bloated and thrashing with the bandit captain's rage. <<if $dungeonCharacter is "elf">>Even as loose as they are, your robes are stretched and threatening to tear from the added mass<<elseif $dungeonCharacter is "human">>The extra mass of your gut pushes your chestplate up, having unfastened the straps midway through swallowing, and leaves much of your midsection exposed, but you have a feeling any fight where it would matter is through.<</if>><<set $dungeonStomach += 1>><<set $dungeonAte += 1>><<if $dungeonStomach > 2>><<set $dungeonVoreMessage to "Currently digesting two bandits and Raisa, leader of the Claw of Kirasha">><<elseif $dungeonStomach > 1>><<set $dungeonVoreMessage to "Currently digesting a bandit and Raisa, leader of the Claw of Kirasha">><<else>><<set $dungeonVoreMessage to "Currently digesting Raisa, leader of the Claw of Kirasha">><</if>><<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<TabletopDisplay>><</replace>> "Excellent work, a fitting conclusion for her," Eriah says with a nod. You grin, letting out a burp and patting your belly. [[Continue->Dungeon 1- Raisa End]]\ <</replace>><</link>> <<link "Let Eriah handle her">><<replace "#eat">>You nod towards Eriah, letting her have the final blow. She grins and steps forward, sheathing her sword. "Do what we want, you say?" Eriah says. She bends down and grabs the wolfgirl by the arms, hoisting her up. "For scum like you, gladly." "You wouldn't..." Raisa hisses. She's scowling, but there's a hint of fear in her eyes. You watch as Eriah quickly proves her wrong and forces her head into her mouth, keeping her arms restrained as she starts to work her way lower. She swallows her in up to her shoulders, then down over her breasts. Raisa thrashes against her as she's lifted up overhead, Eriah careful to remove her belt of tricks before continuing. As her gut begins to swell, you notice the plates of her armor starting to shift up and to the side, seemingly designed to accommodate its wearer indulging herself in a meal. With just a few more swallows, it's over, and the bandit captain is sealed away within Eriah's writhing belly. "There, a fitting //*URP*// end," Eriah says, giving her belly a firm smack. [[Continue->Dungeon 1- Raisa End]]\ <</replace>><</link>> <<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<TabletopDisplay>><</replace>><</replace>><</link>>

<<set _roll to random(1,20)>> <<if ($dungeonStomach > 2) or ($dungeonCharacter != "naga" and $dungeonStomach > 0)>><<set _full to true>><</if>>/*the two choices, the non-interactive bit is in the main passage as a "continue" span that's shown after second choice */ <<if _fight is true>> <<set _fight to false>> <<if $counter is 0>> <<replace "#choice">>\ Meru is mumbling to herself while she keeps her distance from the giant, trying to come up with a plan to defeat her. Beade is still recklessly fluttering around Kirasha, managing to avoid her attempt to grab her for now and getting a few small scratches in, but you know she won't be able to keep it up forever. Eris, meanwhile, is fleeing into the woods as Kirasha tries to retaliate with her club. You decide it's probably about time you do something here. <<if $dungeonCharacter is "naga">>\ With Meru seemingly out of commission for now as she's lost in thought, Beade seems to actually be your best hope for taking this thing down. You raise your staff into the air. "Beade! Goddess' blessing upon you!" you shout. With a flash of golden light from the head of your staff, she becomes empowered. "Here we go!" Beade says with a laugh, twirling her axe around and winding back for a heavy strike. She races towards Kirasha just as the giant slams her club down at Eris, making her outstretched arm an easy target. "Time to learn your lesson, handsy!" Beade soars like an arrow, bringing down her axe on the giant's forearm with an overhead smash. Between your boost to her strength and the serious buildup, the blow cuts deep and makes Kirasha cry out in pain. There's a splash of dark purple blood from the point of impact. Unfortunately, she's quick to react by punching Beade with one of her lower arms, sending the sprite spiraling back into the air. She barely recovers in time to give herself a more gentle landing. "Beade!" you shout, raising your staff to heal her. "$dungeonName I've got her, look out!" Nala shouts to you, starting to use her own magic to heal Beade. "Nasty little snake, playin' tricks!" Kirasha shouts, lumbering towards you. She's dragging her club behind her and holding the wound on that arm with one of her lower hands, while her others are clenched into fists.\ <<else>>\ <<if $dungeonCharacter is "elf">>\ Figuring you're going to need a lot to bring this thing down, you come out swinging. Holding out your staff, you launch a fireball at the giant while she's focused on Eris. It strikes her in the shoulder, enough to make her recoil and grunt in pain. There's a clear smoldering mark where you hit her. "Makin' me mad, nasty little grub!" she growls, starting to stomp toward you. That wasn't as effective as you were hoping, and you don't have the mana for many more fireball, so you try to just fall back for now. "Hey! You should be keeping your eyes on me, handsy!" Beade shouts, twirling her axe around and winding back for a heavy strike. She races towards Kirasha just as the giant slams her club down on the spot you used to be, making her outstretched arm an easy target. Beade soars like an arrow, bringing down her axe on the giant's forearm with an overhead smash. The blow cuts deep and makes Kirasha cry out in pain. There's a splash of dark purple blood from the point of impact. Unfortunately, she's quick to react by punching Beade with one of her lower arms, sending the sprite spiraling back into the air. She barely recovers in time to give herself a more gentle landing.\ <<else>>\ Not entirely sure what your plan is yet, you launch into action. Raising your sword and shield, you run at the giant while she's focused on Eris<<if $dungeonStomach > 0>>, moving a little awkwardly from the added bulk of your prey<</if>>. You get dangerously close to her, daring to take a swing at her ankle. Her skin is tough, but you manage to carve a thin, shallow cut that leaves a bit of blood on the tip of your sword. Knowing that will at least get her attention, you quickly shift and start to run back to a safer distance again. "Think grub can hurt me? Ha!" Kirasha says, turning and slamming her club down on you. You just narrowly avoid the blow, nearly getting knocked off your feet still from the impact. "Watch me!" Beade shouts, twirling her axe around and winding back for a heavy strike. She soars like an arrow, bringing down her axe on the giant's outstretched forearm with an overhead smash. The blow cuts deep and makes Kirasha cry out in pain. There's a splash of dark purple blood from the point of impact. Unfortunately, she's quick to react by punching Beade with one of her lower arms, sending the sprite spiraling back into the air. She barely recovers in time to give herself a more gentle landing.<</if>> "Beade!" you shout. "I've got her, watch out for yourself $dungeonName!" Nala shouts to you, starting to use her magic to heal Beade. Turning back towards her, you find Kirasha's focus is still on you. She's dragging her club behind her and holding the wound on that arm with one of her lower hands, while her others are clenched into fists. She gets ready to strike as she lumbers towards you.\ <</if>> <<if ($dungeonHealth.current < 31) or (_full and (_roll < 11)) or (($dungeonHealth.current <= ($dungeonHealth.max / 2)) and (_roll < 11))>>\ You try to shift out of the way as she slams one of her hands down on you, but <<if _full>>your prey weigh you down too much to be agile<<else>>your existing injuries have taken too much out of you to be able to move quick enough<</if>> The full force of it crushes you to the ground, then you feel her fingers curl around you. You're still reeling from the hit as she whisks you up into the air.<<set $dungeonHealth.current to Math.clamp($dungeonHealth.current - random(30,40), 1, $dungeonHealth.current)>><<if $dungeonHealth.current > 30>> @@color:orange;Your roll was insufficient.@@<</if>> "Hah! Got ya grub," Kirasha says, squeezing you tight as she holds you in front of her grinning mouth. Her face takes up all of your vision. "Wriggle nice and scared-like in my belly, yeh?" "$dungeonName!" you hear Meru shout. She's too late to do anything--the mouth in front of you opens wide, and your upper body is quickly shoved in. [[Continue->Dungeon 1- Eaten by Kirasha]]\ <<else>>\ You quickly shift away as one hand slams down where you were standing<<if _full>>, just barely making it out in time thanks to your prey hindering your mobility<<elseif $dungeonHealth.current <= ($dungeonHealth.max / 2)>>, starting to really notice the impact of your earlier injuries as you barely make it out in time<</if>>. The ground rumbles from the force of her attack. Kirasha roars in irritation and slides her hand across the ground to swat you instead. You're sent tumbling across the field, coughing up a bit of blood when you finally come to a stop.<<set $dungeonHealth.current -= random(20,30)>> "$dungeonName!" Nala cries out, slamming her staff into the ground. You feel a warmth spread over your body as her magic heals some of your wounds. Kirasha starts to move in to finish the job, but as she tries to raise her club into the air she's struck by a quick burst of three ice bolts from Meru. They hit just below her neck, two seeming to shatter on impact but the third managing to draw a slight drip of blood. It's enough to get Kirasha's attention. "Your friends gettin' mushy bugs," Kirasha growls, glowering down at the group. She gives her slightly bulging belly a poke with one of her lower arms. "You join 'em like good grub!" "Alright, I think I've got it!" Meru calls out. "We need to bring her down!" "Obviously!" you reply, moving away to a safer distance from the giant. "No, I mean literally! We need to knock her over," Meru replies. "She's got too many advantages over us like this, but we can use her size against her. For something that big, toppling over is going to really hurt. And once she's down we'll at least have a brief window where she's vulnerable." "Won't a crash landing like that hurt Shiva and Lira?" Nala asks, eyeing the occasionally squirming bump in the giant's gut. Kirasha shouts and brings her club down with another earth-shaking blow. You and Meru both manage to evade, getting sprayed by clods of dirt and ending up separated from Eris. "If whatever Lira's doing has been enough for them to be alive still at all, they should be fine," Meru says, firing off an ice bolt. "Probably." "And how do you expect we knock down this one-horned glutton?" Beade shouts, fluttering around Kirasha. "...still working out that part," Meru mutters. Kirasha makes a grab for Beade, but she pulls back in time to evade. She flutters back a little farther, then winds up for another heavy strike and charges in. Kirasha holds up her makeshift club to block her attack, Beade's blow cutting over halfway through the log. There's a creaking, snapping sound, then the structural integrity fails and half of it crashes to the ground. Kirasha roars in frustration and throws the remaining end towards you and Meru, splitting the party even further as you evade in different directions. Everyone is scattered in different places, and there still isn't much of a plan. \ <<link "Assist in the fight">><<set _fight to true>><<include "Kirasha_Fight">><</link>> <<link "Focus on keeping yourself safe from Kirasha">><<include "Kirasha_Fight">><</link>>\ <</if>>\ <</replace>> <<else>> <<replace "#choice2">>\ Before you've had much time to think of your next move, Kirasha, clearly enraged by how much of a fight the "bugs" are putting up at this point, roars and balls her hands into fists. She slams her upper arms onto the ground, creating a shockwave that knocks you back and showers the area with debris. You and Eris avoid anything worse than getting disoriented, but Meru seems to take a heavy hit. <<if $dungeonCharacter is "naga">>\ Quick to react, you slither over to where Meru is trying to struggle up onto her feet. "Hold still," you instruct, raising your staff up. The tip of your staff begins to glow, creating small wisps of golden light that swirl around her. You couldn't visibly see much of the damage she took, but the speed and confidence with which she gets back up tells you your healing worked like a charm. "Thank you..." Meru grunts. She gets a worried look and starts to charge up an ice bolt. "Look out!" You quickly shift back as one of Kirasha's hands crashes down where the two of you used to be standing. You keep moving, trying to retreat to a safer distance. However, even as Meru fires off her spell, you seem to have the giant's full attention.\ <<elseif $dungeonCharacter is "elf">>\ Noticing that Kirasha is headed straight for where Meru is trying to struggle up onto her feet, you rush to get in range. Holding out your staff, you cast a barrier over her, then a second right in front of that as you consider the strength of your foe. Kirasha slams her hand down on her, easily smashing through your first barrier and only getting stuck on the second one for a brief moment before the force is too much for it. But, it's enough to give Meru a chance to dive out of the way. You fire off a magic arrow at Kirasha's face to keep her attention on you as Nala moves to assist Meru in getting back on her feet. Both fortunately and unfortunately, you succeed in grabbing her focus.\ <<else>>\ Noticing that Kirasha is headed straight for where Meru is trying to struggle into range, you try to get her attention. You bang your sword against your shield, but she seems more interested in finishing off the downed target. So instead, your rush to Meru's side, shoving her out of the way just as the giant starts to bring her hand down. You leap back in time to narrowly avoid it yourself, lashing out to leave a slight gash on her thumb before she pulls away. She pulls back and you start to run away, but you have her full attention now.\ <</if>> <<if ($dungeonHealth.current < 31) or (_full and (_roll < 11)) or (($dungeonHealth.current <= ($dungeonHealth.max / 2)) and (_roll < 11))>>\ "Yer makin' me mad!" she shouts, stepping towards you. "No little bugs better than Kirasha!" You try to shift out of the way as she slams one of her hands down on you, but <<if _full>>your prey weigh you down too much to be agile<<else>>your existing injuries have taken too much out of you to be able to move quick enough<</if>>. The full force of it crushes you to the ground, then you feel her fingers curl around you. You're still reeling from the hit as she whisks you up into the air.<<set $dungeonHealth.current to Math.clamp($dungeonHealth.current - random(30,40), 1, $dungeonHealth.current)>><<if $dungeonHealth.current > 30>> @@color:orange;Your roll was insufficient.@@<</if>> "Hah! Got ya grub," Kirasha says, squeezing you tight as she holds you in front of her grinning mouth. Her face takes up all of your vision. "Wriggle nice and scared-like in my belly, yeh?" "$dungeonName!" you hear Meru shout. She's too late to do anything--the mouth in front of you opens wide, and your upper body is quickly shoved in. [[Continue->Dungeon 1- Eaten by Kirasha]]\ <<else>>\ "Yer makin' me mad!" she shouts, stepping towards you. "No little bugs better than Kirasha!" You narrowly avoid being grabbed as she slams her hand into the ground, but she quickly follows up with another. <<if _full>>Not very agile under the bulk of your meals<<elseif $dungeonHealth.current <= ($dungeonHealth.max / 2)>>Stumbling from the pain of your earlier injuries<<else>>Although you try to react fast enough<</if>>, you're only able to partially evade this time. She catches <<if $dungeonCharacter is "naga">>the end of your tail<<else>>your legs<</if>> under one of her fingers as you try to dive away, sending a sharp rush of pain through your body. <<if $dungeonCharacter is "naga">>Luckily, it's a small enough section that you're able to pull yourself free before she can properly grab you, starting to crawl away as fast as you can.<<elseif $dungeonCharacter is "elf">>You hastily fire off a magic arrow at her hand, the tiny prick being enough to get her to flinch and give you an opening to crawl out of her pin.<<else>>You stab back at her hand, the tiny prick being enough to get her to flinch and give you an opening to crawl out of her pin.<</if>><<set $dungeonHealth.current -= random(20,30)>> The whistling of arrows flying by fills the air as Eris attempts to draw the giant's attention. Most barely break her skin or even bounce off harmlessly, but one manages to catch her still-bleeding wound from Beade's earlier attack. Kirasha howls in pain and stumbles back a little. Meanwhile, you feel a warm sensation flow through your body as Nala, who was quick to respond to your hit and get in range, works her healing magic on you. Your damaged <<if $dungeonCharacter is "naga">>tail<<else>>legs<</if>> quickly feel much better. You get up off the ground to regroup with everyone else.\ <<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">>\ <</if>>\ <</replace>> <</if>> <<else>> <<set _fled += 1>> <<if _fled > 1>>\ <<replace "#choice2">>\ Still not feeling it wise to engage this thing, you continue to try and keep your distance and stay out of the fight. Kirasha, clearly enraged by how much of a fight the "bugs" are putting up at this point, roars and balls her hands into fists. She slams her upper arms onto the ground, creating a shockwave that knocks everyone back and showers the area with debris. You and Eris avoid anything worse than getting disoriented, but Meru seems to take a heavy hit. However, as you turn to look and make sure she's alright, you fail to realize that Kirasha has decided to target //you// instead. You quickly notice that the rumbling footsteps are approaching, but the brief moment of distraction is enough for her to close the gap. A massive hand slams down on your and you're scooped up into the air before you can attempt to flee. "Ha! Cowardly little bug, I see ya! Easy pickin's," Kirasha says, squeezing you tight as she holds you in front of her grinning mouth. Her face takes up all of your vision. "Wriggle nice and scared-like in my belly, yeh?" "$dungeonName!" you hear Meru shout. She's too late to do anything--the mouth in front of you opens wide, and your upper body is quickly shoved in. [[Continue->Dungeon 1- Eaten by Kirasha]]\ <</replace>>\ <<elseif $counter is 0>>\ <<replace "#choice">>\ <<if _full>>Knowing you aren't in much condition to be fighting<<elseif $dungeonCharacter is "human">>Not sure what you can actually offer in a fight against something that big<<else>>Not sure how to approach a situation like this<</if>>, you decide to just hang at the outskirts of the clearing and avoid getting the giant's attention to keep yourself safe for now. Meru is keeping her distance as well, mumbling to herself as she tries to come up with a plan to defeat her. Beade is still recklessly fluttering around Kirasha, managing to avoid her attempt to grab her for now and getting a few small scratches in, but it doesn't look like she's having any serious effect. Eris, meanwhile, is fleeing into the woods as Kirasha tries to retaliate with her club. Seeing Eris' predicament as Kirasha starts to wind up for another swing, Meru launches a short flurry of ice bolts at her. They hit just below her neck, two seeming to shatter on impact but the third managing to draw a slight drip of blood. It's enough to get Kirasha's attention. She growls and starts to move towards her instead. "Hey! You should be keeping your eyes on me, handsy!" Beade shouts, twirling her axe around and winding back for a heavy strike. She races towards Kirasha just as the giant slams her club down towards Meru, who manages to dive out of the way in time to avoid it. Beade soars like an arrow, bringing down her axe on the giant's outstretched forearm with an overhead smash. The blow cuts deep and makes Kirasha cry out in pain. There's a splash of dark purple blood from the point of impact. Unfortunately, she's quick to react by punching Beade with one of her lower arms, sending the sprite spiraling back into the air. She barely recovers in time to give herself a more gentle landing. "Beade!" Nala shouts, quickly getting close enough to the downed sprite to use her healing magic. Meru, meanwhile, narrowly dodges an attempt by Kirasha to grab her. "Your friends gettin' mushy bugs," Kirasha growls, glowering down at the group. She gives her slightly bulging belly a poke with one of her lower arms. "You join 'em like good grub!" "Alright, I think I've got it!" Meru calls out. "We need to bring her down!" "Obviously!" you reply, still trying to keep a safe distance from the giant. "No, I mean literally! We need to knock her over," Meru replies. "She's got too many advantages over us like this, but we can use her size against her. For something that big, toppling over is going to really hurt. And once she's down we'll at least have a brief window where she's vulnerable." "Won't a crash landing like that hurt Shiva and Lira?" Nala asks, eyeing the occasionally squirming bump in the giant's gut. Kirasha shouts and brings her club down with another earth-shaking blow. You and Meru both manage to evade, getting sprayed by clods of dirt and ending up separated from Eris. "If whatever Lira's doing has been enough for them to be alive still at all, they should be fine," Meru says, firing off an ice bolt. "Probably." "And how do you expect we knock down this one-horned glutton?" Beade shouts, fluttering around Kirasha. "...still working out that part," Meru mutters. Kirasha makes a grab for Beade, but she pulls back in time to evade. She flutters back a little farther, then winds up for another heavy strike and charges in. Kirasha holds up her makeshift club to block her attack, Beade's blow cutting over halfway through the log. There's a creaking, snapping sound, then the structural integrity fails and half of it crashes to the ground. Kirasha roars in frustration and throws the remaining end towards you and Meru, splitting the party even further as you evade in different directions. Everyone is scattered in different places, and there still isn't much of a plan. \ <<link "Assist in the fight">><<set _fight to true>><<include "Kirasha_Fight">><</link>> <<link "Focus on keeping yourself safe from Kirasha">><<include "Kirasha_Fight">><</link>>\ <</replace>>\ <<else>>\ <<replace "#choice2">>\ <<if $dungeonCharacter is "human">>Realizing you may not actually be able to be much help here<<else>>Thinking it best to wait until there's a real plan of action<</if>>, you decide to just hang back and focus on keeping yourself safe, retreating towards the treeline for now. Kirasha, clearly enraged by how much of a fight the "bugs" are putting up at this point, roars and balls her hands into fists. She slams her upper arms onto the ground, creating a shockwave that knocks everyone back and showers the area with debris. You and Eris avoid anything worse than getting disoriented, but Meru seems to take a heavy hit. Kirasha moves in to finish off her wounded foe, stomping towards Meru. Beade tries to take the opportunity to strike, but gets backhanded by one of the giant's lower arms--not as powerful as the hit before but enough to knock her back and make her disoriented. Eris also tries to intervene, but Kirasha ignores the tiny pricks from her arrows. She bends down and aggressively scoops Meru up off the ground, holding her up to her face. "Ohhh, what's all the whispering about?" Candice asks, looking over at Erika. She gestured for Morgan to lean over and is informing her of something quietly. "C'mon, share with the party!" "I'm allowed to have my secrets," Erika replies, giving a little smirk. "Hah! Got ya grub, no more tricks," Kirasha says, giving Meru a toothy grin. "Wriggle nice and--" She's cut off by a sudden explosive spell from Meru. At first you think it's her cascade spell from before being used at close range, but you quickly realize it's actually a burst of strange purple flame that seems to spark and crackle like electricity. Stranger, her hands are bound and she seemed to shout just before the attack. However she managed it, it's enough to get a startled Kirasha to drop her, stepping back and covering her face. "Meru!" Nala says, moving in to heal her. She slams her staff down on the ground and a brief fount of light erupts around Meru, seemingly a more potent healing spell than she's used thus far. Your fallen ally coughs and gets up, giving Nala a nod in thanks.\ <<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">>\ <</replace>> <</if>> <</if>> <<set $counter += 1>> <<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<TabletopDisplay>><</replace>>

<<Time 23>><<if $dungeonStomach > 0>><<set $dungeonHealth.current to Math.clamp($dungeonHealth.current + ($dungeonStomach * 4), $dungeonHealth.current, $dungeonHealth.max)>><</if>>\ <<if $dungeonEatenByKirasha>><<set $dungeonHealth.current to 25>>You trudge through the woods, dripping wet after having washed yourself off in the pond near the fort. Meru and Beade were able to extract you and the others from Kirasha's stomach after the group's narrow victory over the beast. After getting crushed and partially digested, you were all in pretty rough condition, but Nala was able to get everyone back into reasonable shape with her healing magic. Eriah had returned by the time you were out, and with the bloated belly she's now sporting you can guess how her pursuit of the bandit captain went. And the enraged Irileth was finally dismissed once Bellona had regained consciousness.<<else>>You and the others make your way back through the woods towards Steadwick, having swept through the fort to make sure the threat had fully been dealt with. Shiva and Lira are soaking wet after washing themselves off in the pond, both successfully extracted from the giant's gut. They were in pretty rough shape from the combination of the crash landing and facing digestion so long, but with some help from Nala<<if $dungeonCharacter is "naga">> and you<</if>> they're back to being reasonably well off. Irileth, <<if $dungeonRaisa > 0>>a succubus that Bellona apparently summoned and wound up getting eaten immediately<<else>>the succubus Bellona summoned<</if>>, was still barely injured and absolutely furious that Bellona didn't dismiss her after she got swallowed. Bellona apologized profusely for the oversight and obliged her request mid-rant.<</if>> As you emerge from the forest, you find a small crowd of people waiting at the edge of the village. They all start cheering as you approach. You recognize the woman at the front of the group as Albina, who steps forward to meet you. "Excellent, excellent! We heard the fighting from here, I knew you would be able to handle it!" she says, clapping her hands together. "You've done us an incredible service, I cannot thank y--" "Listen here you sleazy little rat," Meru says, cutting her off as she marches up and grabs her by the collar. "That's the last bit of confirmation I needed that you //knew// that thing was involved in this. I knew there was something fishy about all this from the start, but I never imagined you were dirty enough to leave something like a //golgrim// out of your explanation of the situation. Start talking." "Please c-calm down," she sputters, pulling back away from her. "It's true, that creature was always the real problem, I offer my infinite apologies for misleading you. There were only ever two raids from the bandits. First they sent just a few, they robbed and kidnapped a few people in the night, then their leader came in the day after raving about 'Kirasha' and demanding we pay them tribute. If we didn't, they'd raid the town for human sacrifices to their goddess like they had the night before. Of course we refused and chased her off... but the next night they returned with that... four-armed //thing//. It destroyed homes, part of the wall, and ate most of the guard before they finally pulled back, we were powerless to do anything. Of course we started paying the tribute they demanded." "Yeah, I could have guessed the situation was something like that after fighting the damn thing," Meru growls. "I want to know //why// you decided to leave her out." "Of course, of course!" she says, sweating. "At first, I //did// specifically put out a bounty for the giant--a 'golgrim', did you call it?--but no one answered. We were desperate, you must understand, so... I put out a call for a 'simple' bandit problem and accepted as many mercenaries for the job as I could, praying the numbers would be enough for you to handle Kirasha. And it worked out!" she says with a nervous smile. She glances over at <<if $dungeonEatenByKirasha>>you, Bellona, Shiva, and Lira, your experience easy to guess from your appearance<<else>>the disheveled Shiva and Lira, their experience easy to guess from their appearance<</if>>. Shiva has her hands on the hilt of her swords and is practically hissing at her. "//Ahem//, but, uh, I see you've overcome great difficulty handling this task for us. I-I'll go see Lady Guinevere at once about raising your reward for such an impressive feat! I will meet you back at the Mended Hammer, please help yourselves to anything you like while you wait, tell Sarrin I'll cover it all." She quickly scurries away up the road and Meru lets out a frustrated sigh. But, it's hard to stay angry with the townspeople hailing you as heroes. Nala seems worried about frightening people, but they're actually very curious and eager to meet her. Since she can't fit through the door, she stays outside to talk with some of the townsfolk while the rest of you return to the tavern where this journey started. It's much quieter this time around, prior to your entrance. Only one or two tables occupied and a lone woman sitting at the bar, most of which give a curious look to the odd band of adventurers marching in. Beade is quick to inform Sarrin that everything the group wants is on Albina's tab. She then also orders a round of drinks for everyone, plopping herself down in a chair at the largest table. Everyone else soon takes a seat to join her. "Oh, and bar-bird!" Beade calls out, raising her hand up. Meti, the harpy girl serving as a barmaid, clumsily hurdles over a nearby table to approach her. "Get me whatever meat you have--mutton, chicken, I don't care. I'm starving after all that!" "Yes yes, Meti will be back!" the girl chirps, heading over to the bar. "Um, aren't sprites supposed to be vegetarians?" Eris says. "Ain't elves supposed to mind their own business?" Beade snaps back with a pout. Eris doesn't have a response other than looking down at the table sheepishly. Everyone quickly starts to get comfortable and unwind. Shiva is still quietly stewing on the far end of the table, but all the others are happily chatting away and enjoying their victory. Meru is talking with Bellona, very curious about her summoning powers. "So you're saying that it's not that you only //know// how to summon Irileth, but that she's the only thing you //can// summon?" Meru asks. "Not even just that trying to summon her is the only thing that works, but that no matter what I //try// to summon, no matter what spell I use, she's the thing that pops out," Bellona says with a sigh. "And always Irileth specifically, not even ever another succubus... I mean, she is actually very strong, even if the way things went before might not show it, but I'm starting to just feel bad for her at this point." "Fascinating..." Meru says, holding a hand to her chin. "I've never heard of a situation like this, something strange must be binding the two of you together. Not only is an unintentional summon unheard of, but you shouldn't even be strong enough to summon something of that level in the first place, let alone an intelligent creature like a succubus. Normally that would require forming a contract with them for anyone but a grand master." Their conversation is interrupted by Albina entering the tavern, announcing the arrival of "her lady Guinevere". The whole room grows quiet as she and another human woman with long brunette hair, tied back into a large braid, make their way to your table. She's wearing a short, regal-looking maroon dress with white accents. Her face looks younger than you were expecting, a hint of nervousness in her blue eyes. "Greetings, I am Guinevere, ruler of Steadwick," she says, giving a very slight bow. She clasps her hands together. "I must offer you my sincere gratitude for what you've done for us, and I felt it necessary to apologize personally for the deception you suffered. I was not made aware of the change to the bounty, and never would have condoned such a dangerous, dishonest risk." Albina keeps her head bowed down to avoid catching anyone's gaze. "I'm willing to offer you half again what the listed bounty reward was as recompense." "Deal!" Beade shouts, slamming her tankard down on the table. She's quite drunk at this point. There's murmured agreement from everyone else that the increased reward is acceptable. "Wonderful, I will have Albina fetch it from the treasury at once," Guinevere says. She just glares over at Albina. "Ah, but, I, uh, shouldn't leave you alone, my lady," she says, glancing up for only a moment before returning her gaze to the floor. "Sarrin makes for a better envoy than you anyways, I'll be fine here. Go," she commands. "Yes of course my lady!" she blurts out, bowing to her, then the table, before rushing out of the tavern. "Now, with that settled, I would also like to make a proposition, if you will hear me out," she says. No one voices any objection, so she continues. "Our world is a very dangerous place, and even here in the vale new threats are constantly emerging. Beasts like the one you have slain for us seem to crop up out of nowhere, recent reports that the Everwild has begun to spread past the mountains, I've even heard rumors of a necromancer on the rise in the far north. Not to mention the encroaching expansion of the Concordat--in fact, I have reason to suspect they were behind the cult you faced in an attempt to force us to go to them for aid. Although the imminent threat is gone, we are still left with barely any forces to protect us thanks to the appetite of that giant." "I'll stop you right there," Meru says. "I'm not interested in guard duty, and I doubt anyone else here is either." "Of course, don't misunderstand me," Guinevere says. "I would not ask you to patrol the streets, simply to remain based here in Steadwick. A resident adventuring party can do wonders to deter threats, and I already have several jobs more suited to your skillset that I would be eager to employ your assistance with. In exchange, I can offer you free lodging here at The Mended Hammer in the short term, and once repairs have been made, I can promise one of the properties destroyed in Kirasha's rampage as a place for you to stay. On top of payment for the work you do, of course." Everyone but Meru and Shiva are quick to agree to the idea. Shiva is grumpy, but eventually agrees as long as there will be "plenty of stuff for her to kill" in the promised bounties. Meru thinks it over for a while. "I suppose, for now, I can remain," Meru finally says. "I don't like to stay in one place for long, but I am admittedly fascinated by some members of this group. And it is difficult to argue with guaranteed shelter and work." "Excellent! For tonight, celebrate and enjoy your victory! We can talk further on this arrangement tomorrow at my manor," Guinevere says, bearing a grin that might not be fitting for royalty. "Thank you again for your service, Albina should be back soon with your reward." She gives a slight bow of her head and takes her leave. Eriah makes a toast to your new companionship, and soon another round of drinks is sent around. The night is filled with merriment as you celebrate your hard fought victory. [[Continue->September 4th- Tabletop Club End]]

<<set $dungeonEatenByKirasha to true>>You're sucked into the dark confines of her mouth, her lips sealing around your hips as your upper body rests on her slimy tongue, your head far enough back to stare down the entrance to her throat. <<if ($dungeonCharacter != "naga") and $dungeonStomach > 0>>She barely seems hindered at all by your bloated gut, shoving it right in with the rest of you. <</if>>You feel the sting of a slight cut as you graze the top of her sharpened teeth, but she's deliberately keeping her jaw open. You're just small enough to fit inside it without causing her to have to stretch. Her insides are a deep purple color instead of red, her tongue almost lavender. She swishes you back and forth tauntingly a few times, taking in your flavor. You try to resist and push yourself back out, but it's far too late now as you feel her tongue pull you back. With a powerful swallow, your head, shoulders, and breasts are forced down into the tight tunnel of her throat<<if $dungeonCharacter != "naga">>, your legs getting sucked into her mouth behind you and sealing you away from the outside world<</if>>. <<if $dungeonCharacter is "naga">>She slurps your still-hanging tail into her mouth, then sends the rest of you on its way to her stomach with two quick swallows.<<if $dungeonStomach > 0>> The bulges from your earlier meal don't seem to faze her at all, effortlessly gulped down with the rest of you.<</if>><<else>>It only takes one more swallow for her to finish the job, sending you on your way to her stomach.<</if>> You feel the tight, rippling walls of her esophagus slowly drag you down lower and lower, squeezing as you're forced deeper and deeper into her body. Her heartbeat grows louder, almost deafening. The waves of pressure inch you along, until finally your head bumps into something that offers resistance. You hear some annoyed grunting and voiced disapproval as you're slowly pushed forward, getting packed into Kirasha's already occupied stomach. Her body squeezes you in over your companions, forcing them down deeper and stretching the chamber as you're scraped against the stomach walls. You wind up angled downward, squeezed tight between the slick outer wall and what seems to mostly be Shiva's tail. Lira is stuck on the bottom right in front of you, her head occasionally getting pressed into your chest by the shifting and kneading of the stomach walls. She's still alive and conscious despite a rising tide of acid, and a combination of her occasional healing magic and the flame over the succubus' head slipping through the slight cracks subtly illuminates the interior of the stomach, glistening off the slimy walls. Just like her mouth, they're an oppressive dark purple color. A loud groan breaks through the air as the walls grind against the writhing tangle of flesh you've become a part of. "//Nnnph//... Is that... $dungeonName?" Lira says in a strained voice. "Shit... I'll keep you safe as long as I can... but I was already starting to worry about my mana reserves with just me and Shiva..." "Than--" The whole chamber shakes when you try to speak, and you both hear and feel the rumble of Kirasha's footsteps as something happens outside. "Thank you..." you finish. "I'm sure the others will figure this out..." You shift and try to push out at the walls, even if you know it's in vain. "How is Shiva fairing?" "Well..." Lira says. Before she can finish, you're interrupted by more odd pressure and jostling from Kirasha moving, a loud crash telling you she was trying to grab another of your party members. "She's, uh, she's still //generally// fine, but she hasn't said anything... intelligible... for a while." On cue, you hear Shiva roar, starting to thrash and writhe her whole body in an attempt to break free. It only serves to make things more uncomfortable for the rest of you as her body grinds against you in the cramped confines. "Would you give it a rest?" you hear Irileth growl, her voice a little muffled. "Even your giant friend couldn't upset a golgrim's stomach with just thrashing like that, all you're doing is annoying everyone else. Some of us are trying to digest in peace!" "Like hell we are!" you grunt, trying to push out at the walls. They're too tough for you to accomplish much of anything. "She's talking about herself," Lira sighs. "She even refused my healing, but succubi are pretty resistant to any kind of burning so she's probably still even better off than we are..." "I'm going to strangle the life out of that Windsheer girl for this when I get the chance..." Irileth grumbles. The whole chamber shakes as Kirasha makes some kind of attack, jostling everyone around. "You got gulped down pretty pathetically for someone who made such a big entrance," you say. "Can't you do anything to get us out of here?" "I could //absolutely// punish this disgusting beast for daring to do this to me--if you insufferable fools weren't in here with me," she says. "Even involuntarily, I'm bound by the summoning seal to not harm my... 'master'," there's utter disgust in her voice, "or her party. Anything effective I could do would also incinerate you." "Hah! Another whiny little bug mine!" Kirasha's voice booms around you after another bout of shaking and squeezing. Something slams against you twice from the outside and makes the whole chamber shudder and sway. "Join yer grub in my belly!" There's a strange sound above you, and not long after something else starts to get pushed in alongside the rest of you. The space in her stomach grows even tighter as a fifth body is packed into it. A soggy hat squishing against your back gives you an idea of who the newcomer is. "Fuck, Bellona too..?" you say. "I-It's fine, don't worry! I was the bait..." she says, her words slurred from being pushed up against the roof of the stomach. "WINDSHEER!" Irileth suddenly roars. "Oh this thing had //better// churn you up like the sad waste of meat you are. I don't know where you get the //audacity// to not dismiss me as soon as I was swallowed! You stupid, insufferable little--" Irileth's ranting is overpowered by a scream from Kirasha. You're all jostled around in her belly as you feel her stumble backward. Then, there's a crackling, crashing sound behind you and something pushes her forward. You get a strange, weightless feeling for a moment. You and the others scream for yourselves as you realize what's happening moments before impact. You black out as Kirasha crashes onto the ground, landing directly on top of her bloated belly and crushing its contents. [[Continue->Dungeon 1- End]]

<<Time 23.75>>"And there's a good place to stop for the night!" Morgan says, slamming her book of notes closed. "Thanks for coming everyone, I hope you all enjoyed yourselves! I think this session went well, we've got a really good party here!" "Yeah, this was a blast Morgan!" Candice says. "I loved the boss encounter, you're always full of surprises!" "Yeah that was a great challenge!" Erika says. "We really lucked out that it was so easy to bounce her aggro around, I think that's the main thing that let us actually win. Not sure if that's a golgrim thing or if Morgan was just being nice." "Well, one of the ways I handicapped her so that a party of your level could handle it was adding a trait that made her always target the last person to damage her unless she was enraged," Morgan says, starting to pack up her things. "You're the best at what you do, Morgan," Candice says with a laugh. "I'm pretty beat, me and Emi are gonna head out. See you all next week!" She and Emily both wave to everyone as they make their exit. "Same here," Linda says with a yawn. "It was great meeting all our newcomers!" "Yeah, stay safe until next time guys!" Kamile says. The two of them head out of the room as well. <<if $leahDitched>>You notice that Leah looks like she's hurrying to get her stuff packed away. "This was really fun, thank you! I can't wait for next week!" she says to Morgan with a big smile. "I'm glad you had fun, I'm excited to see more of Eriah!" Morgan replies. Leah catches your gaze for a moment and quickly starts to look uncomfortable again. Grabbing her things, she heads for the door. \ <<link "Apologize to her for the other night">><<replace "#choice">>"Leah, wait up!" you say, hurrying over to meet her before she leaves. She crosses her arms over her notebook and looks off to the side. "What do you want..." "Listen, I'm really sorry about ditching you the other day. I ended up having a lot going on thanks to the 'massacre' and I was dead tired, but I didn't have your number or anything to let you know it wasn't gonna work out," you say. "It was a super shitty thing to do just leaving you hanging like that, I'm sorry. I've been trying to catch you to apologize since then. I'd still love to hang out sometime." "O-Oh..." Leah mumbles, fidgeting a little. "I understand, I guess... but, I don't know. I'll... thanks for apologizing," she finally says. She gives you a slight smile that seems sincere, but her eyes tell you she's still a little upset. "I-I'll see you around, I guess." She quickly shuffles off down the hall. You sigh. You were hoping for that to go a little better, but at the very least she did seem to accept the apology. After giving her a little time to get ahead, you start to follow her down the hall to head to your own dorm. <<Leah 1>> [[Head back to your dorm->September 4th- Night]]<</replace>><</link>> <<link "Let her go">><<replace "#choice">>She doesn't seem to be in the mood to talk, so you just sigh and let her go. Getting your own stuff together, you thank Morgan and head out into the hall to turn in for the night. [[Head back to your dorm->September 4th- Night]]<</replace>><</link>><<else>>"This was really fun, thank you! I can't wait for next week!" Leah says to Morgan with a big smile, starting to pack her things back into her folder. "I'm glad you had fun, I'm excited to see more of Eriah!" Morgan replies. "Yeah, I had a really good time!" Tara says. "Thanks for putting up with me, I know I can be tough to listen to sometimes because I get nervous and just keep rambling on like I'm... doing right now. Heh..." "Oh you're fine! It's not a problem at all, I hope you can get comfortable here," Morgan replies. As you're starting to pack up your stuff, Nikki comes over to you and Leah. "Hey," she says, crossing her arms. "You guys got any interest in the game //Guts and Glory//? I'm tired of playing alone online, I'm looking for people I can cream in person. We can play in my dorm later in the week." \ <<link "Sure">><<replace "#choice">><<set $tabletopMeetup to true>>"Yeah sure, that sounds like fun!" you reply<<if !$leahHangout>>, even though you don't know anything about that game<</if>>. <<if $leahRel > 1>>"I'm definitely down! I've been looking for more people to play too," Leah says with a grin.<<else>>"Um, sure, I guess I would be interested," Leah says.<</if>> "When were you thinking?" you ask. "Friday after dinner? I've got a bullshit amount of classes tomorrow and then I have to get up early the next day..." Nikki grumbles. "I'm in Room L201." "Um, could I come too?" Tara says quietly, coming up to the group. "I've been wanting to try that game but haven't gotten a chance yet, and I'd love to hang out some more, and sorry I probably shouldn't have been eavesdropping but--" "Yeah, sure," Nikki says, cutting her off. "Room L201, six o'clock Friday. I'll see you then." She quickly heads out of the room, not even confirming that that actually works for you. Tara gives an awkward wave and takes her leave as well.<</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</link>> <<link "Nah">><<replace "#choice">>"Nah, sorry, I'm not really interested," you reply somewhat bluntly. "I-I'll pass too," Leah mumbles. "But thanks for the invitation..." "Whatever..." Nikki says, rolling her eyes. She heads out of the room, closely followed by Tara.<</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</link>> \ <<if $leahRel < 1>>"Um, your character was really cool, $name!" Leah says as she finishes getting her stuff together, looking a little nervous. "I'll see you next time, or maybe just around if we really do have a class together." "You too, see ya!" you reply, waving to her with a smile as she heads out the door. You're the last to leave, following not far behind her as you head back to your dorm to turn in for the night. <<Leah 1>> [[Head back to your dorm->September 4th- Night]]<<else>>\ "That was so much fun! I'm really glad you're in this club," Leah says once it's just the two of you. You both give Morgan and Erika a wave, then head out into the hall. "Yeah, I didn't think I'd enjoy it as much as I did!" you say. "I can't wait for next week. You did a great job with Eriah, both the design and just, like, getting into character. I was a little surprised!" "Heh, thanks," she says, blushing a little. "It's easier to be confident when you're someone else, you know?" "I don't know, I felt like I was //more// nervous trying to be $dungeonName," you say, stopping as the two of you arrive at the door to your dorm. "Well, this is my stop." "Oh, alright, have a good night!" Leah says. She hugs her notebook a little tighter to her chest and looks at the ground. "Um, we should hang out<<if $leahHangout>> again<</if>> sometime soon, or something..." You smile at her. "Definitely! Maybe I'll catch you tomorrow." In the middle of your sentence, two girls come out of another dorm a few doors down. They head straight for the stairs, not seeming to notice you and Leah at all. Your stomach growls and an idea strikes you. \ <<link "There's something the two of you could do right now...">> <<set $pacifist to false>> <<set _checkType to "oral">> <<set _baseline to 10>> <<set _modifier to 0>> <<include "voreCheck">> <<if _swallow>> <<goto [[Club End- Hunt With Leah: Succeed]]>> <<else>> <<set $stamina -= 8>> <<goto [[Club End- Hunt With Leah: Fail]]>> <</if>> <</link>> <<link "Just call it a night">><<replace "#hunt">>More tired than you are hungry, and not sure if Leah would even be up for it, you decide to ignore the girls and just call it a night. "Cool!" Leah says, returning your smile. She gives you a quick wave and turns down the hall. "See ya!" You return her wave, then go to unlock the door to your dorm.<<if ($leahRel < 2) or (($leahRel < 3) and ($dungeonRaisa > 0))>> <<Leah 1>><</if>> [[Turn in for the night->September 4th- Night]]<</replace>><</link>><</if>><</if>><<set $metMorgan to true>><<set $metErika to true>><<set $metLeah to true>>

In the distance, you can hear rumbling and crashing coming from the direction of the fort. The battle is still ongoing, at least, and your comrades haven't been defeated. Eriah looks off towards the source of the noise, then down at <<if $dungeonRaisa is 2>>your<<else>>her<</if>> gut. "<<if ($dungeonRaisa is 2) and ($dungeonCharacter is "naga")>>Wait, hold her there for a moment. Let's see if we can get any information out of her<<else>>Before we rejoin the others, let's see if we can get any information out of her<</if>>," Eriah says. "Ha!" Raisa says, followed by a cough. She shoves out at <<if $dungeonRaisa is 2>>your<<else>>Eriah's<</if>> belly. "You've already doomed me to digestion, what do you think I would tell you bastards?" <<if ($dungeonRaisa is 2) and ($dungeonCharacter is "naga")>>"I haven't started to digest you yet, there's still time," you say. You gently start to flex your muscles to push her lower into your tail, then stop and pull back as a taunt. "She's right, for now you're just detained," Eriah says, prodding the bandit through your gut.<<else>>"Maybe we'll let you go if you're helpful," Eriah says<<if $dungeonRaisa != 2>>, smacking her gut<</if>>.<</if>> "How did a lowly band of thugs form an arrangement with this 'Kirasha'?" "How dare you speak of her like some... mercenary!" Raisa growls, starting to thrash hard. "Kirasha is our goddess, our savior! We worship her and give her tribute, and she answers our call and devours our foes! You are blind not to see her as we do!" "Why<<if $dungeonRaisa != 2>> //*urp*//<</if>> target Steadwick?" Eriah asks, looking disappointed. "I won't answer your worthless questions paladin! Release me or end me, my lips are sealed!" Raisa shouts. "Kirasha will punish all of you for what you've done, and so I too will be devoured by her! If I must meet my end, at least that is a fitting one..." <<if ($dungeonRaisa is 2) and ($dungeonCharacter is "naga")>>"Alright, go ahead and finish her off, this clearly isn't going to work," Eriah says with a sigh. You grin and rest your hands on your bloated belly. Clenching your muscles, you feel it shrink as she's pulled deeper down into your second stomach. <<if $dungeonStomach is 3>>There's a little bit of resistance and you have to push harder, but she's slowly packed into your tail alongside her partially digested underlings. You let out a satisfied sigh as your belly flattens and you can relax, turning back to admire the heavy bulge in your tail.<<else>>In just a few seconds, the bulge of your belly is shifted down to be a <<if $dungeonStomach is 2>>second <</if>>subtle bump in your tail.<</if>><<else>>"Well, this isn't getting us anywhere," Eriah says with a sigh.<</if>> A deep, bellowing scream suddenly echoes through the air and you both turn your attention towards the direction of the fort. Shortly after, there's a massive crashing sound, whatever the source was enough to shake the ground beneath you even at this distance. <<if !(($dungeonRaisa is 2) and ($dungeonCharacter is "naga"))>>"What... was that..?" Raisa says, going still in <<if $dungeonRaisa is 2>>your<<else>>Eriah's<</if>> belly. "No..." <</if>>"We need to get back to the group," Eriah says. You nod in agreement. The two of you trek back through the woods towards the source of the sound, moving as quickly as you can<<if ($dungeonRaisa is 2) and ($dungeonCharacter is "naga")>>.<<elseif $dungeonRaisa is 2>> with the weight of your belly hindering you.<<else>> with the weight of Eriah's belly hindering her.<</if>> When you break through the treeline, you're relieved, and somewhat amazed, at what you find. The giant beast you saw before is toppled over on the ground, motionless and bleeding from a few places. Beade is sitting on her head with a grin and a splash of dark purple blood across her face, her axe buried in Kirasha's skull. Everyone but Bellona looks pretty worn down, and you notice that Lira is now also missing on top of Shiva. "Impressive," you say as you rejoin your companions.<<if $dungeonRaisa is 2>> <<if $dungeonCharacter is "naga">>You gesture to the bump in your tail<<else>>you give your belly a firm smack<</if>>.<</if>> "Raisa has been dealt with."<<if $dungeonRaisa != 2>> Eriah gives her belly a firm smack to emphasize the point.<</if>> "Excellent work," Meru says with a smirk. "Alright then, Nala, you help them out, and Beade, I'll need your help with this. Everyone else, do a sweep through the fort to make sure there aren't any more bandits hiding out. And grab anything valuable. I think we're about done here." [[Wrap up and return to Steadwick victorious->Dungeon 1- End]]

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@@color:mediumPurple;''September 5th''@@ ---- The ringing sound of your alarm coaxes you awake and you grumble, sitting up and stretching your arms. You blink your eyes a few times as you adjust to the room, then grab your phone to shut off the noise, still feeling drowsy. Emma must have gotten up not long before you--her bed is empty and the bathroom door is closed. After stretching out one last time, you pull off your blanket and shift yourself to sit at the edge of the bed.<<if $digestionEvent>><<set $digestionEvent to false>> <<if $fullness > 0>>Noticing a curious feeling, you bring a hand to your belly. It's much smaller than when you went to bed, but <<if $ateApril>>enough of $lastPrey is still left to leave <<else>>you're amazed to find that $lastPrey was such a large meal that your body //still// isn't done with her, <</if>>a noticeable bump still protruding from your stomach. Of course, some of it could just be that you really need to use the bathroom.<<else>>Remembering how you went to sleep, you bring a hand down to rest on your stomach. It's completely flat now, other than the layer of pudge $lastPrey left behind.<</if>><</if>> While you wait for the bathroom to be free, you get up to look through your dresser.<<if !$wardrobeUniform and !$wardrobeLight>> You pull out a pretty simple outfit for today.<<set $outfit to "normal">><<set $outfitState to "normal">><<done>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</done>><<else>> <<link "Wear normal clothes">><<replace "#clothes">>You pull out a pretty simple outfit for today.<<set $outfit to "normal">><<set $outfitState to "normal">><</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</link>>\ <<if $wardrobeUniform>> <<link "Wear the school uniform">><<replace "#clothes">>You decide you're in the mood for a more formal look today and pull out your school uniform.<<set $outfit to "uniform">><<set $outfitState to "normal">><</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</link>><</if>>\ <<if $wardrobeLight>> <<link "Wear something a little lighter">><<replace "#clothes">>You decide you're in the mood for something a little lighter today, pulling out a loose spaghetti strap top and a matching skirt.<<set $outfit to "light">><<set $outfitState to "normal">><</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><<replace "#light">>"Hey, that's a good look for you! I like it," Emma says as you return to the room. "You ready to go?"<</replace>><</link>><</if>><</if>> It isn't much longer before the bathroom door opens and Emma steps out, a big smile on her face. "Oh, good morning $name!" she says. "I wasn't sure when you were getting up today, this is good timing!<<if $emmaRel is 0>> We can get breakfast together! I'd really love it if you joined me.<<else>> I was just about to go to breakfast, we can head over together!<</if>>" <<if $emmaRel is 0>>"Oh, sure," you reply, not really having a reason to turn down the offer. You head into the bathroom as Emma gets out of the way, her smile seeming a little bigger.<<else>>"Sure! I'll try to be quick," you say, heading into the bathroom behind her.<</if>> You quickly run through your morning routine, using the bathroom, brushing your teeth, then stepping into the shower. Once you're clean, you get changed and step back out into the room. "Alright, you ready to go?" Emma asks pretty much right after you return to the room.<<if $fat > 49>> You notice her pause and quickly look you over. "You know, you're looking a lot... bigger... than when we met already..."<</if>> <<if $fat > 49>>"Well, there's a pretty good menu here," you reply with a little smirk. You absentmindedly run a hand along your flabby stomach now that she's drawn attention to it. <<if $emmaRel is 0>>"Right..." she says, looking conflicted for a moment.<<else>>"Still, a little bit of a diet wouldn't hurt," she teases.<</if>> "Well, anyways, let's get going," you say.<<else>>"Yep<<if $emmaRel > 0>>!<<else>>,<</if>>" you reply, tossing your pajamas into your laundry basket. "Let's get going."<</if>> The two of you make your way out into the hall, turning to head for the stairs. It seems to be a popular hour for breakfast, as you can see more than a few other pairs going the same way.<<if $emmaTrainForZoey > 0>> "So we're still on for that escape training later tonight, right?" you say as you walk. "Yeah, of course..." Emma says, her tone giving you the sense she'd been somewhat hoping you forgot about it. "We'll do it after dinner." "Sure. It'll be fine, don't worry," you say, giving her a reassuring smile.<</if>> <<if $club is "dungeon">>"Oh yeah, so how was your club?" Emma asks. "It must have gone pretty late." "It was great!" you reply. "The group was really fun and Morgan is a great DM, it was a blast. And yeah, I didn't get back until after midnight." "I'm glad!" Emma says, giving you a grin.<<if $emmaRel is 0>> There's a brief pause, then she speaks up again. "I had a good time at volleyball too! All the people there were great. <<if $metSunny>>Sunny was there<<else>>I met this awesome junior named Sunny there<</if>>, she's actually gonna meet us in the dining hall! We're planning a big party for the freshman this Saturday and we've gotta work out some of the details."<<else>> "What about you, how was volleyball?" you ask. "It was great, everyone there was really cool!<<if $emmaInjured>> Even though I couldn't actually play, it was still a great time,<</if>>" she replies. "<<if $metSunny>>Sunny was there<<else>>I met this awesome junior named Sunny there<</if>>, she's actually gonna meet us in the dining hall! We're planning a big party for the freshman this Saturday and we've gotta work out some of the details."<</if>><<else>>"Oh yeah, by the way, Sunny is gonna meet us at the dining hall!" Emma says. "We were planning on working out some of the details for the party."<</if>> <<if $eatenBySunny or ($sunnyRel < 0)>>"Oh... cool..." you say, remembering your last encounter with Sunny.<<elseif !$metSunny>>"Oh, sweet! Can't wait to meet her," you say.<<else>>"Oh, cool<<if $emmaRel is 0>>,<<else>>!<</if>>" you say.<</if>> [[Head to breakfast->September 5th- Breakfast]]

<<Time 8.75>>You and Emma make your way upstairs and across the bridge to Lampton. <<if !$metSunny>>\ Just as you're about to head down into the dining hall, Emma slows down and waves to someone coming from the other direction. Rounding the corner of the far hall is a short blonde girl wearing a loose orange top<<if $ateBethany>>--the same one you saw with Emma yesterday after your oversized meal<</if>>. She has a pair of dark sunglasses on even though she's inside. "Hey, look who's right on schedule!" the girl says with a laugh, snapping her fingers into a point at Emma. "And you must be the roommate<<if $emmaRel > 3>> I've heard so much about<</if>>!"<<if $ateBethany>> She brings a hand to her chin for a second, then nods. "Yeah, yeah, I remember you from last night! You were a lot bigger then, looks like your stomach put in some good work."<</if>> "Yeah, hey! I'm $name," you say. "And you're... Sunny?" "You better believe it!" she says with a grin, quickly flashing finger guns at you. "Let's not just stand around here chatting, I'm starving!"\ <<elseif $eatenBySunny>>\ Just as you're starting to head down into the dining hall, the all too familiar face of Sunny rounds the corner from the further hallway. Your timing couldn't have been more perfect. "Hey, look who's right on schedule!" Sunny says with a laugh, snapping her fingers. "Aw, what's that look for $name?" "You know what," you reply, glaring at her. "Ah don't be such a drag, you're really still mad about that?<<if $sunnyRel > -1>> We're even now!<</if>>" "Uh, what happened?" Emma asks, giving you a worried look. "She tried to eat--" "I didn't //try// to do anything, silly--I succeeded!" Sunny says, giving you a little nudge. "I had $name here fill in for my breakfast when I was late to class yesterday as payback for dissing the shades. And then I let her back out, so we're all good!" "Sunny! Are you serious?" Emma says<<if $emmaRel > 4>>, stepping closer and protectively putting an arm over your shoulder<</if>>. Sunny puts her hands on her hips, sighs, and hangs her head a little. "Yeah, yeah... I just saw an opportunity while I was in a pinch, she helped me out and <<if $sunnyRel < 0>>tried to make<<else>>made<</if>> up for being rude the other day! Was never gonna digest her, promise." <<if $emmaRel < 3>>"Right... Um, sorry $name, I didn't realize. Are you still fine getting breakfast together?" Emma says. "Yeah, it's fine..." you grumble." "That's the spirit! Let's get some food, I'm starving!" Sunny says with a grin.<<else>>"But still, that's a really dangerous, scary thing to do to someone!" Emma says, looking uncertain. "You know you are //bold// to be lecturing a junior on something like this. I love it! You've got spunk Em," Sunny laughs. "Alright $name, she makes a good point, I'm sorry. Won't let my stomach do the talking again... as long as you remember //your// promise from yesterday," she says, tapping her sunglasses and giving a little nod. You sigh. "Apology accepted, I guess." "Great! let's get some food, I'm starving," Sunny says with a grin.<</if>>\ <<else>>\ Just as you're starting to head down into the dining hall, the familiar face of Sunny rounds the corner from the further hallway. Your timing couldn't have been more perfect. "Hey, look who's right on schedule!" Sunny says with a laugh, snapping her fingers. "How you hangin'?" "Heya Sunny! I'm doing great, super excited to plan this thing out!" Emma replies. "I'm a little tired, but otherwise good," you say. "What about you?" "Girl, I'm Sunny D, everything's always going great," she replies with a grin. You're pretty sure she winked, but it's hard to tell through her shades. "But damn I could really go for a cup of coffee right now actually, let's hit the buffet."<<set $sunnyNick to true>><</if>> The three of you head down the stairs into the dining hall, Emma and Sunny eagerly chatting as you make your way over to the buffet line. Things are pretty busy at this hour, at least half of the tables in the room already occupied. You fix yourself a plate of the waffles and eggs they have laid out today and head to the nearest open spot. "Alllright, let's get down to business!" Sunny says after taking a long sip of her coffee, slamming an arm down on the table. "Em filled you in on what's up, right $name?" "You're planning a party for the freshmen, right?" you say. "Bingo!" she says, flashing finger guns at you. "This Saturday night, a chance for all you newbies to let loose without having to swim with the sharks, baby! It was Em's idea but I'm super on board, would have loved to have something like that my first year." "We've just gotta work out some of the details!" Emma says. She takes a bite of one of her waffles, which have been absolutely drowned in whipped cream. "Like where to actually have it, our dorm isn't really built for hosting parties. I remember you saying we could use the lounge, Sunny? Wouldn't that be really dangerous? It's right by the senior and junior dorms." "Normally yeah, but I know what's up around here," Sunny says with a grin. "Biggest problems a party like this would have to worry about are the nutcase and McKenn. Zoey always goes into town to hunt on weekends so we shouldn't have to worry about her crashing things on a Saturday, and I can guarantee Maeve isn't gonna show at a party I'm running so that rules out her and her little posse." <<if $sunnyInfo1 > 0>>"Wait, I thought you said when we first met that Maeve is the only one who //would// mess with you?" you say, raising an eyebrow at her. "Pretty sure I said she //could// mess with me--and she could, I'm not gonna pretend I could face off with 'the queen'--not that she //would//. Trust me, she'll stay away. Don't worry about the why."<<else>>"Why's that?" you ask. "Don't worry about the why, just trust me, she'll stay away."<<set $sunnyInfo1 to 1>><</if>> "I trust you! But that's still only the most dangerous upperclassmen," Emma says. "Most of you guys are a serious threat to us freshmen, no offense..." "I'm taking care of that later today, don't you worry!" Sunny says. "I'd like to think that a lot of people would just listen to me, but I've got an extra ace planned to get any upperclassmen who stumble in to chill out. I figure if I pitch the idea of a chance for freshmen to relax and have fun week one to Kim I can rope her into playing babysitter, even if she isn't much for parties. She's like the anti-Maeve, if you guys haven't met her, so that's pretty much the best you can hope for for getting people to behave," she explains. "Put all that together and bam! Safest party you could possibly manage at a place like this." "Wow, I don't know what we'd do without you Sunny!" Emma beams. "Yeah I know it," Sunny says with a laugh. "So we've got a time and place and protection, what else needs to be figured out?" you say. "Well, obviously we're gonna need booze if we're doing this right," Sunny says. "I can pick up some stuff but I ain't made of money." "I've got a pretty big stash back in our room since I wasn't sure if I'd have a way to get more here, a lot of rum and some other hard liquor but definitely not enough beer for a full party; my minifridge is only so big," Emma says, resting a hand on her chin. "If you could get more beer and some mixers, we might be alright. I can pitch in money!" "Oh, you're a sophisticated alcoholic!" Sunny laughs. "Yeah that sounds like it'll probably be good, I can head into town before things get started Saturday. I guess that just leaves the last big thing: actually getting people to come." "Me and $name can handle that! Our classmates might not trust it if you were the one giving out invites," Emma says with a laugh. "Right $name?" \ <<link "Are we just inviting all freshmen or being more selective?">><<replace "#choice">>"Yeah<<if $emmaRel is 0>>, I guess<</if>>," you say. "Are we inviting //all// the freshmen or being selective?" "I mean, be at least a //little// selective," Emma replies. "It's not like everyone in our class is a saint even if they're less dangerous." <<if $metAlice>>"So you're saying giving Alice an invite would be a bad idea?" you say with a smirk<<if $aliceRel > 1>>, though a small part of you is genuinely looking for her opinion on the matter<</if>>. "Yeah that's a perfect example of where you need to use a little judgement," Emma laughs. "Ugh, god, you think her and Betty are the type to show up uninvited if they hear about it?" "Haha, nah, I'm sure Alice thinks our party would be 'beneath her' or some shit," you say, rolling your eyes. "Ooo, you're talkin' Alice Mercato, right? She's the hot gossip with the upperclassmen right now," Sunny laughs. "You know, with the famous mom that one of the teachers absolutely hates and all. What's she like?" "<<if $aliceRel > 0>>Well, she's kind of a jerk and definitely full of herself<<else>>I mean, she's pretty much a total bitch, super full of herself<</if>>," you reply. "Yeah, sounds about right," Sunny says with a laugh. "I mean, have you ever seen Selene Mercato when she isn't playing a role? Plus she ate her husband as a publicity stunt a while back, which I'm guessing was Alice's dad, so that's gotta mess you up at least a little bit." "Wait, what?" you say, pausing mid bite. "Haha yeah, she's crazy! This was like a decade ago now, I was really into trashy Hollywood drama when I was a kid," Sunny says. "Oh my god, that's awful..." Emma says. "I kinda feel bad for her now..." "Yeah... So anyways, probably not a good idea to invite people like that," Sunny says. "And try to keep it a little on the down-low from upperclassmen. Can't really stop them if they show up but it's probably better to only have freshmen be specifically invited."<<set $aliceInfo1 to 2>><<set $aliceInfo2 to 1>><<else>>"Yeah, you don't want to accidentally invite your class's version of Zoey," Sunny says. "And try to keep it a little on the down-low from upperclassmen. Can't really stop them if they show up but it's probably better to only have freshmen be specifically invited."<</if>>\ <</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</link>> <<link "Are we exclusively inviting freshmen or can upperclassmen come too?">><<replace "#choice">>\ "Yeah<<if $emmaRel is 0>>, I guess<</if>>," you say. "Are we exclusively inviting freshmen to this or can upperclassmen come too?" "Hah, you chatting above your grade with more than just me already?" Sunny says.<<if $nadiaSex > 0>> "Maybe //fucking// above your grade? <<if $ateBethany>>I saw you<<else>>A little birdie told me you were<</if>> wearing a suspiciously goth outfit yesterday." She gives you a knowing smirk and bounces her eyebrows. You blush, but she continues before you can comment.<</if>> "I think it's probably best to keep the invitations to freshman. We can't really stop any upperclassmen from showing up, but we should try to keep it a bit on the down low rather than actively inviting them."<</replace>>\ <<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</link>> "That's a good call!" Emma says. "Just invite any of the friends you've made on campus $name, don't stress too much about it." The three of you continue discussing things as you eat, working out some of the smaller details like snacks and music. It's mostly Sunny and Emma going back and forth with impressive energy, with you only chiming in on rare occasion. After a while, you notice that it's getting close to the time your first class starts. "Well, I should probably get going, I have Anatomy and Physiology soon," you say, standing up from the table. "Alright then nerd, catch you later," Sunny says, snapping her fingers into a point at you. "Yeah I think we've still got some stuff to work out, I'll see you back at the dorm later!" Emma says.<<if $emmaRel > 2>> "Have fun at class!"<</if>> [[Head to class->September 5th- Anatomy & Physiology]]<<set $metSunny to true>>

<<Time 24>><<set $leahAfterFirstClub to 1>><<set $leahPrey.push({name: "Catherine", status: "fodder", details: "when the two of you went hunting together after club"})>>\ "You know, I actually think there's something we could do together right now," you say quietly, nudging Leah and nodding towards the stairs. "That pizza didn't last long enough, I'm already feeling hungry again." Leah looks over at the two girls making their way upstairs and seems confused, then realization washes into her eyes. She blushes and hugs her notebook even tighter. "O-Oh you mean you want to... right now... t-together?" she mumbles, shifting in place a little. "Yeah, it seems like a good opportunity, one for each of us and we know they're freshmen," you say. "We don't have to if you don't want to, just an idea." "No! No, um... yeah I'm hungry too, let's try it," she says, giving you a smile then quickly looking away. You grin. "Alright! We better get moving then, don't want to lose track of our prey." The two of you head towards the stairs, quietly following behind the other girls. Leah is trailing slightly behind you, fidgeting with her notebook. You're starting to get a little concerned about whether or not she'll actually be able to pull this off with you. Luckily, however, the two girls still haven't noticed you as you sneak onto the second floor behind them. "I'm telling you, it's not going to be open," one of the girls says. She's a little shorter than you and has long black hair. It looks like she was getting ready for bed prior to whatever they left their room for, wearing just flip flops, pajama pants, and a very loose tank top. "Do you think they just leave the whole campus unlocked at all times?" "Oh don't be such drag, April," the other girl, a slightly taller brunette with her hair tied back in a ponytail, says, waving her hand. She's wearing a simple, short dress and has a bag slung over her shoulder. "You don't know for sure it won't be! When else are we gonna get the chance to have the pool all to ourselves? Besides, why are you coming with me if you think it's pointless?" "You never listen, Catherine. I already told you, I'm not interested in swimming, I just don't want you getting eaten like an idiot," April replies. "We're safer together. But speaking of you being an idiot, why did we go upstairs if you're trying to get to the pool?" "//Because//, my judgemental little roommate, there was a club happening in the main hall that was still going pretty late. If we go up here and then down the stairs by the teacher offices we can avoid any danger," Catherine explains. "And here I thought //you// were the one paranoid about safety!" "I'll get Catherine," Leah suddenly whispers to you, positioning herself next to you so that she's behind her target. "Oh, alright. How should we tackle this?" you reply as quietly as possible. Your prey are still cluelessly bickering. "They haven't noticed us yet..." "Yeah, I think we should just go for it," Leah says. "Um, like just, grab them from behind, I mean." You shrug. "Works for me, they don't seem too tough." When the girls turn the corner, you nod at Leah and the two of you quickly advance to the edge of the wall. "Let's do this." Having closed the gap while there was no chance of them seeing you, the two of you rush around the corner, abandoning any attempt to be quiet. Leah looks like she's instantly out of breath just from running a few feet, but she catches up to Catherine and wraps her arms around her chest before she'd even acknowledged the threat. You aren't so lucky, however, as April snaps her head back as soon as you start to approach. You lunge out to grab her while she wastes a precious moment trying to alert the oblivious Catherine, but you're just a second too slow. Your fingers graze her shoulder, unable to get any sort of grip before she jumps back away from you. @@color:orange;Your strength fails you.@@ "Hey! What do you think--Catherine!" April shouts, spotting her roommate already halfway down Leah's throat. She takes a half step forward, but then looks between you and Leah. She doesn't seem to like the odds of two on one. "Crap... Crap! I-I'll find someone to help!" You try to give chase in a final effort to claim your own meal, but she's surprisingly fast now that she's on alert. It quickly becomes clear you aren't catching her, so you stop to catch your breath, defeated. A loud burp tears through the air from behind you. "E-Excuse me..." Leah says with a nervous laugh. There's an oddly wild look in her eyes as she hugs her distended gut, stretched out with the form of Catherine helplessly trapped inside. Her hoodie only covers about half of it, leaving a stretch of her pale belly exposed. "Well, at least that half-worked..." you mutter as you walk back over to her. "How was she?" Leah's attention was fully focused on her belly; she almost seems startled when you start to talk. She quickly looks back up at you, her face turning bright red. "Um, she was //*urrrp*// delicious..." she says, giving her gut a squeeze then shifting one hand to rub near her exposed belly button. "Really... wriggled... on the way //*urp*// down..." "Then this was still worth it, glad I could help you out," you say with a smile. You lean in a little and give her belly a gentle prod. "Hey Catherine, your roommate sucks. All that talk about only coming to keep you safe then bailing at the first hint of danger, what a baby." "I know right! She was totally lying, I know she wanted to swim," comes a muffled reply from inside of Leah. "But I'm //ecstatic// she got away from you! I hope you're so starving your stomach hurts without her, you don't deserve--" The bulge she's making suddenly becomes much more distinct as Leah tightens her stomach muscles, cutting her off. She keeps up the pressure for a few seconds before releasing with a heavy exhale, followed by a belch that makes her cover her mouth. "Heh, thanks," you say, placing a hand on her belly and giving it an appreciative pat. Leah lets out a sound like a whimper and jumps back a step. "S-Sorry, uh... your hand was cold," she says after a suspicious pause. She's still blushing enough to cover her whole face. "Um, so, we should probably get back to our dorms, right? In case the //*URP*// other one actually comes back with help?" "Oh... yeah, I guess," you say. You were hoping to hang out with her for longer, but the way things went she does make a good point. And she seems a little uncomfortable with the current situation. "Probably a good call." You make your way back towards the dorms, leaving Catherine's bag abandoned on the floor. You move much slower with Leah waddling under the weight of her gut, but it still isn't long before she stops at one of the doors and pulls out a key.<<set $leahDorm to true>> "Ok, um, I'll see you //*urp*// around!" Leah says, seeming eager to get back into her room. "Enjoy the meal! I hope she doesn't give you any trouble," you say, giving her a smile and a wave. "Thanks, you too!" she blurts out, slipping into her room before she can realize her mistake. You just sigh and shake your head, though there's a slight smile on your lips.<<if ($leahRel < 2) or (($leahRel < 3) and ($dungeonRaisa > 0))>> <<Leah 1>><</if>> You turn to make your way downstairs, returning to your dorm on an empty stomach. [[Turn in for the night->September 4th- Night]]

<<Time 24>><<set $leahAfterFirstClub to 2>><<set $leahPrey.push({name: "Catherine", status: "fodder", details: "when the two of you went hunting together after club"})>><<set $ateApril to true>><<set $preyName to "April">><<set $preyHealthMax to 24>><<set $preyResilience to 1>><<set $preyFrustration to 0>><<set $preyExhaustion to 0>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "April_PredActions">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "April_Struggle">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "April(TEXT)">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Eat April- Fail">><<set $preySize to 5>><<set $fullness += $preySize>><<set _defeated to false>>\ "You know, I actually think there's something we could do together right now," you say quietly, nudging Leah and nodding towards the stairs. "That pizza didn't last long enough, I'm already feeling hungry again." Leah looks over at the two girls making their way upstairs and seems confused, then realization washes into her eyes. She blushes and hugs her notebook even tighter. "O-Oh you mean you want to... right now... t-together?" she mumbles, shifting in place a little. "Yeah, it seems like a good opportunity, one for each of us and we know they're freshmen," you say. "We don't have to if you don't want to, just an idea." "No! No, um... yeah I'm hungry too, let's try it," she says, giving you a smile then quickly looking away. You grin. "Alright! We better get moving then, don't want to lose track of our prey." The two of you head towards the stairs, quietly following behind the other girls. Leah is trailing slightly behind you, fidgeting with her notebook. You're starting to get a little concerned about whether or not she'll actually be able to pull this off with you. Luckily, however, the two girls still haven't noticed you as you sneak onto the second floor behind them. "I'm telling you, it's not going to be open," one of the girls says. She's a little shorter than you and has long black hair. It looks like she was getting ready for bed prior to whatever they left their room for, wearing just flip flops, pajama pants, and a very loose tank top. "Do you think they just leave the whole campus unlocked at all times?" "Oh don't be such drag, April," the other girl, a slightly taller brunette with her hair tied back in a ponytail, says, waving her hand. She's wearing a simple, short dress and has a bag slung over her shoulder. "You don't know for sure it won't be! When else are we gonna get the chance to have the pool all to ourselves? Besides, why are you coming with me if you think it's pointless?" "You never listen, Catherine. I already told you, I'm not interested in swimming, I just don't want you getting eaten like an idiot," April replies. "We're safer together. But speaking of you being an idiot, why did we go upstairs if you're trying to get to the pool?" "//Because//, my judgemental little roommate, there was a club happening in the main hall that was still going pretty late. If we go up here and then down the stairs by the teacher offices we can avoid any danger," Catherine explains. "And here I thought //you// were the one paranoid about safety!" "I'll get Catherine," Leah suddenly whispers to you, positioning herself next to you so that she's behind her target. "Oh, alright. How should we tackle this?" you reply as quietly as possible. Your prey are still cluelessly bickering. "They haven't noticed us yet..." "Yeah, I think we should just go for it," Leah says. "Um, like just, grab them from behind, I mean." You shrug. "Works for me, they don't seem too tough." When the girls turn the corner, you nod at Leah and the two of you quickly advance to the edge of the wall. "Let's do this." Having closed the gap while there was no chance of them seeing you, the two of you rush around the corner, abandoning any attempt to be quiet. Leah looks like she's instantly out of breath just from running a few feet, but she catches up to Catherine and wraps her arms around her chest before she'd even acknowledged the threat. You aren't so lucky, however, as April snaps her head back as soon as you start to approach. But, she wastes a precious moment trying to alert her oblivious roommate, and you take the opportunity to lunge forward at her. You get a solid grip on her arm. "Hey! Get off--crap, Catherine!" April shouts, pausing at the sight of her roommate already halfway down Leah's throat. You grab her other arm while she's distracted and try to pull her closer, but she resists, attempting to break your grip. She pulls back hard enough that you both topple to the ground. "No, come on! Get off me!" Her plan backfired tremendously, leaving her helplessly pinned beneath you. You give her a taunting smirk as you kneel over her, then lean in to plunge her head into your mouth. @@color:yellowgreen;You overpowered your prey.@@ She lets out a muffled cry as you start to swallow her down, squirming beneath you. Your lips slide past her shoulders, slowly getting squeezed through into your throat and dragged down toward your eager stomach. Her legs kick and flail in a desperate attempt for freedom, but with her arms already locked down by your mouth you easily reposition to get her under control. You can feel your gut starting to swell as her body is pushed down into it, growing larger with every swallow. Sitting back, you lift what's left of her legs up overhead, savoring the feeling of her body wriggling down into yours. Soon only her feet remain. You pluck away her flip flops, push down on her soles, and give one last swallow, sealing her away. "//*UUUURrrrp*// That hit the spot," you say with a little laugh, giving your belly a gentle smack. You start to try and stand, but a kick from April makes you lose your balance and drop right back to the ground. You decide to just scooch back and lean against the wall instead, your gut spilling out onto the tile floor in front of you. Hearing a belch from someone else, you turn your head to look at Leah. She seems to have her prey completely locked down, standing in the middle of the hall with her arms wrapped tight around her bloated belly. Her hoodie only covers about half of it, leaving her pale flesh exposed. She seems completely entranced by her gut. "How was //*urp*// yours?" you ask. She jumps a little, like she'd forgotten she wasn't alone. Her cheeks flare up enough that it looks like her whole face is turning red. "Um, she was //*urrrp*// delicious..." she says, giving her gut a squeeze then shifting one hand to rub near her exposed belly button. "Really... wriggled... on the way //*urp*// down..." "Haha, I'm glad! This couldn't have //*urp*// gone better," you say with a grin. You pat the ground next to you. "Come on and sit with me, I'm not //*UURP*// going anywhere until she's calmed down a bit." On cue, you feel a hard kick from your prey. "Let me out! What are you two even doing out in the halls this late?" April shouts, her voice muffled by your flesh. "Oh, just //*urp*// looking for a midnight snack," you say, giving her a taunting poke. "Oh, uh, sure..." Leah finally answers, waddling over to where you are against the wall. She drops down to a sitting position, letting out a little burp when her gut impacts the ground. There's an awkwardly large amount of space between you.<<done>><<include $sceneActionsLink>><<replace "#actionReminder">><<PredActionReminder>><</replace>><</done>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "predOptions">></div>

<<set $ateApril to false>>April's wriggling and thrashing inside of your stomach is really starting to get to you, a dull pain spreading through your abdomen as nausea takes hold. You do what you can to try and slow her movements, but one good blow makes you grunt and jerk forward, removing any control you had over the situation. April seems to notice this and starts to struggle with renewed vigor. "Let me //out// of here!" she roars, shoving out against the walls of your stomach. "I'm not gonna die like this, just give up and SPIT ME OUT!" "Are you okay?" Leah asks, noticing your distress. You start to answer, but before you can say anything you feel April strike the top of your stomach three times in quick succession, pushing you over the edge. You immediately bend forward and cover your mouth with your hands. It doesn't do you much good, and before long your prey is surging back out onto the hallway floor. She quickly sits up and coughs, giving you a wide-eyed look. <<if $turn > 7>>She's been stripped completely naked by your stomach, her pale skin glistening with digestive fluids. Her hair is frazzled and wild, long enough to preserve some of her decency.<<elseif $turn > 3>>Her pants are in tatters and her upper body is completely bare, completely drenched in your stomach acid. Her hair is frazzled and wild, long enough to preserve some of her decency.<<else>>She's completely drenched in stomach acid and other fluids, and somehow managed to lose her top in the escape. Evidently she wasn't wearing a bra at all, but her frazzled hair is long enough to still preserve her decency.<</if>> She struggles back onto her feet and steps away, breathing heavily from her escape. "That's... right...," she says, panting. "I'm not your food! I'm... crap..." Her eyes settle on Leah's bloated belly, having no issue keeping her roommate contained. Leah looks very uncomfortable with the current situation. "I-I'll find someone to help!" she shouts, scurrying off down the hall. You make a weak attempt to give chase, but don't even make it to your feet before stumbling from a cramp in your stomach. You sigh as you watch her disappear around the corner. "Um..." Leah mumbles. "Are you okay $name?" "Yeah, I'm fine..." you say with a sigh. "Well, at least you've still got yours." "Yeah..." she replies. With some effort, she pushes herself back up onto her feet under the weight of her gut. "Um, so, we should probably get back to our dorms, right? In case the //*URP*// other one actually comes back with help?" "Oh... yeah, I guess," you say. You were hoping to hang out with her for longer, but the way things went she does make a good point. And she seems a little uncomfortable with the current situation. "Probably a good call." You make your way back towards the dorms, leaving the slimy stain of April's escape behind for some poor janitor to find tomorrow. You move pretty slowly with Leah waddling under the weight of her gut, but it still isn't long before she stops at one of the doors and pulls out a key.<<set $leahDorm to true>> "Ok, um, I'll see you //*urp*// around!" Leah says, seeming eager to get back into her room. "Sorry about... y'know..." "Yeah, see ya," you say, giving her a smile and a wave. She quickly disappears into her room. With a sigh, you turn to make your way downstairs, returning to your own dorm on an empty stomach.<<if ($leahRel < 2) or (($leahRel < 3) and ($dungeonRaisa > 0))>> <<Leah 1>><</if>> <<include "playerPredFail">>[[Turn in for the night->September 4th- Night]]

<<if $preyHealth <= 0>> <<append "#digestion">> As you and Leah sit in the hall working through your meals, you continue to have some stunted, but enjoyable conversation. Leah definitely seems even less sociable than usual, something about the current situation making her nervous and flustered even though she appears to be enjoying herself, but it is still nice to sit and chat with her. Your conversation turns to the tabletop campaign for a while which gets Leah talking, but a tangent brings you to something more vorish. "So now I'm curious: How many people have you eaten?" you ask, drumming your fingers on your ever-softening belly. You haven't felt April move even a little in quite a while. "Oh, um, I don't know... not like a crazy amount, just a couple every now and then..." she replies. Now that her prey has been gone for a while she's mostly mellowed out from the weird mood she was in.<<if $leahRel > 2>> She shifts a little and crosses her arms in front of her chest, blushing. "They're... um... they're pretty much naturally this size, a lot of people just assume... Uh, heh, anyways, what about you?"<<else>> "What about you?"<</if>> <<if $totalPrey > 2>>"Are we talking just here at school, or in general?" you say with a grin.<<else>>"Pretty much the same, probably around average for someone at this school," you say.<</if>> "If I had to guess a number I'd probably... //*UUURRRAP!*//" A serious rush of gas up your throat cuts you off before you can finish. You give your belly a curious poke, then a shake, then grin. "Well, it looks like I can officially add one more to my count now!" @@color:lime;April has been digested!@@ "Heh, nice," Leah says with a slight smile. "Yeah mine's been done for... //*yawn*// a while now." She leans forward, hugs her belly to pull it a little closer, and rests her head on it like a pillow, her eyes starting to droop. "You look like you're ready for bed," you say. "It is pretty late... and I have a lot of digesting to do..." she mumbles. "Yeah, I guess it's probably time to get going," you say. With a deep breath and some grunting, you haul yourself back up onto your feet under the weight of your gut, using the wall for a bit of support. You stretch out your arms, then give the sloshing mass hanging off of you a gentle pat. Leah is still curled up around her belly on the floor. "Haha, come on, we can't stay out here all night," you say, offering her a hand. "Right..." she replies groggily, taking your hand. It takes some effort, but with your assistance she manages to get back up on her feet. The two of you slowly make your way back toward your dorms. The only sound filling the halls at this hour is the soft splashing and gurgling of your bellies hard at work. You weren't actually very far away, so even at your waddling speed it doesn't take long to arrive at the door to Leah's dorm. "Alright, this is goodbye for real this time," you say with a little laugh. "Good luck sleeping all that off." Leah just smiles and gives little nod as she unlocks her door, clearly very tired. You wave and start to walk away, but she finally speaks up before disappearing into her room. "Um... this was really nice $name, thank you," she mumbles, blushing. She closes the door and scurries inside before you can do anything other than smile back at her.<<if $leahRel < 4>> <<Leah 1>><</if>> <<include "playerPredEnd">>[[Return to your own dorm for the night->September 4th- End of Day]]<<set $leahDorm to true>> <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 1>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $lastAction is "crush">>With your prey subdued for now<<else>>Hoping to make things a little less awkward<</if>>, you start to shift yourself a little closer to Leah. The idea was to do this together and you don't want her to be uncomfortable, so you'd rather not just sit in silence with your prey. She starts to seem a little on edge and sinks back into her hoodie when she notices that there's only about a foot between you now. "So..." you say. "What made you pick Catherine? I was a little surprised you took the lead there, but I can //*urp*// see you're better at this than you let on." <<if $leahRel > 2>>"Heh, thanks," she says with a little smile. "I just, //*uurp*// um... she was wearing less, and her butt was really--" She stops mid-sentence with a panicked look, punctuated by a muffled sound of outrage from inside of her stomach. "I-I mean, the other one had way too much hair!" she blurts out with a nervous laugh. "Haha I understand, nothing to be ashamed of! And you're right, all that hair was pretty scratchy going down," you say, giving her a little nudge.<<else>>"Oh, thanks..." she says. "Um, I... didn't really have a //*uuurp*// reason I guess, I just wanted to make sure there wasn't any confusion when we moved in." "I guess that's fair," you say, smiling at her.<</if>> "I don't know about you, but I think this was a great way to cap off a great day." Leah smiles and gives her belly a little hug. "Yeah, this was a pretty great idea..." <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 3>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <<append "#digestion">> While you deal with your own prey, you notice Leah's gut shake and stretch with a particularly strong looking blow from Catherine. Leah winces and jolts forward a little, squeezing her belly in response. She lets out a sigh and seems to have recovered, but you feel like some extra help wouldn't hurt. <</append>> <<replace "#special">> <<link "Give her a belly rub">> <<append "#digestion">><<set $leahPamper += 1>> With a sly smile, you scooch a little bit closer to Leah, then lean over and place a hand on the exposed part of her belly. "Here, you looked like you were having a little bit of trouble, let me help," you say, bringing your other hand onto her warm skin and starting to gently rub. Leah freezes and doesn't seem like she knows what to do at first. "Um, th-thanks," she finally says, her voice a little weak. You smirk and start to work your fingers in a little deeper, gliding over the pale flesh of her gut, pressing against the form of Catherine within. Her prey seems to relax a little and her stomach gives an appreciative groan. Leah, meanwhile, is making all sorts of little noises from your efforts, and her entire face is bright red at this point. "Feeling a little better?" you say, blushing a little yourself from the way she's reacting. "yes..." she says, her voice almost a whisper. She clears her throat. "Um, I--//mmmh//--I think I'm alright now, thank //*urp*// you," she blurts out, quickly holding a hand over her mouth and looking away. "Alright then," you say with a smile, pulling your hands away and shifting back to your original position. There's an awkward silence. "Um, sorry, I guess I should have asked first, I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable." "Oh, no! You were... really good..." Leah says with a sheepish smile. <</append>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <</link>> <<link "Ask how she's faring with her prey">> <<append "#digestion">> "Are you holding up alright? It looks like she's giving you a little trouble," you say. "Oh, um, yeah I'm fine," Leah says. You notice her clench her stomach muscles as she wraps her arms tight around her gut. "She just //*urp*// caught me off guard..." After a few seconds she seems satisfied and relaxes her belly, sighing. "Uh, what about you?" <<if $progress > 2>>"Could be better..." you admit.<<else>>"Oh she's not going anywhere," you reply with a grin, giving your belly a pat.<</if>> <</append>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <</link>> <</replace>> <</if>>

<<set _roll to random(1,2)>> /* REMEMBER TO INCLUDE VARIABLE CHANGES IN UNIQUE DIALOGUE */ <<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "crush">> <<if _roll is 1>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $preyAction is "rage">>Desperate to put a stop to the writhing in your gut<<else>>Eager to finish off your prey<</if>>, you start to squeeze your stomach muscles tight against her. Then an idea strikes you with the position you're in and you smirk. You shift your legs so that they're bent and pressed against your belly, then start to squeeze inward like you're trying to make your knees touch. April grunts and stops moving under the pressure of your thighs crushing in on her body, your legs trembling a little from the exertion. Out of the corner of your eye, you notice Leah giving you a wide eyed look and subtly biting her lip as she watches the maneuver. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "taunt">> <<if ($counter is 0) and ($acidStage > 0)>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<set $counter += 1>> <<append "#digestion">> Hearing the sloshing and gurgling from your belly, you grin and give April's head a jab. "Hey, look on the bright side, it sounds like you got to go swimming after all!" you say with a laugh, poking her again from the other side. "Shut up<<if _defeated>>..<</if>>! You think this is funny?" April says, shoving her arms out at the walls of your stomach. "Don't be so dramatic," you say, gently patting your belly. You spot the bag that Catherine dropped when Leah ate her and get an idea. "Oh I know why you're so grumpy, it's cause you don't have your //*Uurrp*// suit, right?" "Huh?" she grunts in response. With a mischievous smile on your face, you shift away from the wall and stretch out until you can just manage to get a grip on the bag. Pulling it back with you to your original position, you open it up in search of what you assume is inside. Sure enough, one of the only things inside is a pair of swimsuits. You grab the bikini top that's resting on top, ball it up with your hands, then shove it into your mouth. The fabric has an odd flavor and texture to it that isn't particularly pleasant. You quickly swallow it, sending a slight bulge down your throat. It feels oddly cold as the lump makes its way down to join April in your belly, the experience unpleasant enough that you decide not to bother with eating the other half just for a joke. "Are you serious? You're a freak!" April says as the wad of fabric is squeezed out onto her. You can feel her moving around a little. "This one isn't even mine, I'd never wear a bikini..." she mutters quietly. You just laugh and give the side of your belly a smack. You hear Leah snickering as well, seemingly amused by your antics. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "damaged">> <<if $preyHealthThreshold is 1>> <<append "#digestion">> A loud groan rips through the air from your belly and you hear April whimper. You can tell that she's really starting to wear down inside of you<<if _defeated>>, weakening even beyond the fact that she gave up the fight<</if>>. You give your gut a gentle squeeze and sigh. "I think she's almost done in there," you say. "How's yours holding up?" There's a pause before Leah responds, her attention initially focused on massaging her belly. It seems to have softened and rounded out pretty significantly. "I haven't felt her move in a while," she finally says with a smile. Then she quickly gets a little flustered and sinks back into her hoodie. "Um, so //*urp*// I guess she's done already, or gave up..." "Wow, already? You've got one strong gut, remind me never to wind up there," you say with a little laugh. "Oh I wouldn't... not to a friend..." she mumbles. You give her a big smile and she gives you a nervous one back. @@color:lime;$preyName is on her last legs!@@ <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<default>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</switch>>

<<set _roll to random(1,2)>> <<if $turn is 0>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<set _preyActionIntensity to 0>> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Ugh, I told Catherine this was a terrible idea..." April grumbles, lashing out at your stomach again. After a brief pause, she strikes out even harder. "I didn't even want to be here! Her and her stupid... UGH, LET ME OUT!" She starts to thrash wildly inside of you, enough to make you worry a little. <</append>> <<elseif !_defeated>> <<if $preyExhaustion > 2>> <<set _defeated to true>> <<set $preyAction to "rest">> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "No, come on! I don't want to... You can't..." you hear April's muffled voice shout, somewhat drowned out by a groan from your stomach as she grows quieter and trails off. Her efforts slow to a crawl, the bulge in your belly almost going still. "I... can't do this..." she says, giving one last halfhearted shove before seeming to go limp. "Fuck..." <</append>> <<else>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<elseif $preyFrustration > 0>> <<set $preyAction to "struggle">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <<set $preyFrustration -= 1>> <<else>> <<set $preyAction to "rest">> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<if _roll is 1>> <<append "#digestion">> "I should have just gone to bed..." April mutters, hugging her knees and curling up into a tight ball in your gut. She isn't fighting back at all. "So stupid, all I did was get myself eaten //with// her..." <</append>> <<else>> <<append "#digestion">> "Please, let me go..." April whimpers, slightly nudging the front of your stomach. She sighs and goes back to sitting still. "Maybe I can just fall asleep in here..." <</append>> <</if>> <</if>> <<append "#digestion">> <</append>> /*-April comes out swinging but quickly loses steam. Initially she always struggles and struggles pretty hard, but once she hits three exhaustion she's out pretty much indefinitely. After she gets exhausted she sort of admits defeat and grapples with the realization she isn't beating you, her remaining actions are her not actually struggling but just muttering or whimpering to herself. -the one exception is that after entering the calm phase if she has any frustration she *will* do a normal struggle*/

<<Time 9.5>>After saying goodbye to Emma and Sunny, you head out into the courtyard to make your way to class.<<if $freshCoupleRel > 0>> You run into Sarah and Alesha on their way to the same class as you step into Karbo. They give you a smile and wave, but they seem lost in their own conversation.<<elseif $freshCoupleRel < 0>> You spot Sarah and Alesha on their way into Karbo just ahead of you, headed to the same class. You pause for a little bit to make sure there's some distance between you.<<elseif $metSarah>> You spot two familiar looking girls heading into Karbo just ahead of you--Sarah and Alesha you're pretty sure. They seem lost in their own conversation and don't notice you as you trail in behind them.<<else>> There are a few other girls that seem to be headed the same way as you when you arrive at Karbo.<</if>> Inside, you continue on your way down the halls, arriving at the door to Room 123 before long. It's pretty close to class time so most people seem to be in the room already.<<if $metLeah>> You spot Mallory and a very tired looking Leah sitting near the front of the room<<if ($leahRel > 0) or ($malloryRel > 0)>>, though there aren't any open seats near them<</if>>.<<if $leahAfterFirstClub > 0>> It's tough to tell from this angle, especially with her baggy sweatshirt, but it looks like she's still sporting a slight gut from her meal last night.<</if>><</if>> <<if $metClaire and ($trialClaire != "lose")>>Right near you in the back of the room is Claire, with an open seat next to her.<<if $ateAshley>> She smirks when she notices you approaching. "Well well, if it isn't the champion herself," she says. <<if $totalPrey > 3>>"About time I got the respect I deserve," you reply with a grin, taking the seat next to her. "At least the title is something good that came out of that night."<<else>>"//Ha ha//," you say dryly, taking the seat next to her. "Don't remind me about that night, my stomach is still a little sore from my 'reward'."<</if>> "Oh come on, it wasn't that bad, I kinda had fun with most of it honestly," she says with a wave of her hand. "What even happened to you after getting dragged off anyways?" "Oh, that was the part I didn't have fun with," she laughs. "That blonde chick that 'won me'? Went pretty much straight up her butt as soon as we were behind a closed door. Let me tell you, not a great way to spend the night! She seemed to enjoy herself though." "<<if $analByMatilda or $analByOlivia>>Yeah, I can imagine... Sorry you had to go through that<<else>>Fuck, that sounds awful<</if>>," you say. "Well the alternative was getting digested, so still a win in my book," she replies with a shrug.<<elseif $trialSavedByNadia>> She does a doubletake when she notices you approaching. "Hold on..." she says, squinting at you. She holds up two fingers in an 'X' shape near the side of your face, then nods. "Yeah, didn't I watch you get eaten during a very high stakes game of hangman?" "I got better," you reply with a little smirk as you take the seat next to her. "What happened after that that night? It looks like you made it out okay too." "//Hmm hmm//." She gets a smug look on her face and seems to strike a little pose. "That's because you're looking at the newly appointed champion of the freshman class!" she says. "Or that's what Maeve said before cramming a junior down my throat anyways. The rest was probably what you'd expect, more random challenges with digestion on the line. Sadie is the only other one who made it out. Or probably did anyways, I haven't actually seen her again." "Well, uh, congrats?" you say.<<else>> She squints at you for a moment, then waves to you when she seems to finally recognize you. "Hey, $name right?" she says. "Yep, hey," you say, taking the seat next to her.<<if $ateMina and ($minaEnd is "player")>> "How'd M... Mable? Mandy..? The tiny girl from Monday that you told me you were helping and then ate, whatever her name was. How'd she treat you?" Claire asks. "Oh, I think it was Mina? I'm not even sure I gained any weight from her, she was tiny," you say with a chuckle.<<else>> There's a somewhat awkward pause after that exchange winds up being the extent of your conversation.<</if>><</if>><<else>> You just take a nearby open seat, not having to wait long before class begins.<</if>> "Ok, good morning everyone! Welcome back to your favorite class," Professor Bora says, standing up at her desk. "I hope you're all ready, because I've got something special planned for today!" She pauses for a little while to do something on her computer, then flicks on the projector. While it warms up she quickly runs through attendance. <<if $trialClaire is "lose">>You feel a slight pang of guilt when the name Claire is called, thinking back to the girl at the insane party the other night.<<else>>Surprisingly, it doesn't seem like you've lost anyone else since last class.<</if>> "Alright, now on to the fun part!" Bora says with a grin. "I'm going to need a volunteer for this, so who's brave enough to get some extra credit?" [[Volunteer->Anatomy & Physiology- Volunteer]] [[No way->Anatomy & Physiology- Watch]]

<<set $anatomyDemonstration to 1>>Curious about what she has planned and feeling a little adventurous, you raise your hand. "I'll do it!" you say. Some extra credit couldn't hurt. "Perfect, no changing your mind!" Bora says with a little laugh, pointing at you. "Come on up here!" With an uncertain smile, you get up from your desk and walk up to join her at the front of the room. "<<if ($fullness > 0) or $fat > 49>>Hmm, well, kind of a hefty one but I can manage if it means having a willing volunteer... <</if>>Now to just make sure this works..." She pulls out her phone and fidgets with it for a little while, turning her flashlight on in the process. Then she returns to her computer and pulls up a window she had minimized. Up on the board, a live video feed from her phone is now being projected. "Perfect! Say hi everyone," she says, pointing the camera at the class. "So today, as we continue our introductory content and transition into the first real unit, we're going to be doing something a little more interesting than looking at pictures from a textbook. I'm going to be giving you a live tour of the early digestive system! Specifically mine," she explains with a grin. "Well, for the most part. Before our lovely volunteer starts their job as the cameraman, they also get to be our mouth model! I can't exactly talk while showing you the inside of my own. Hope you brushed this morning dear!" "Cameraman, huh..?" you mumble. Your eyes are drawn to the professor's stomach, having a bad feeling you know exactly where this is going now. "Let's jump right into it then! Here, take this and open your mouth wide for me," Bora says, handing you the phone and helping you get a good angle on the camera. You're standing with your back to the board so you just have to take her word for it. Meanwhile, Bora hurries over to her desk and pulls out two things: an antacid, which she promptly swallows, and, strangely, a candy cane. "I'll use this to point things out so that I'm not jabbing my fingers in your mouth," she explains, peeling the wrapper off the candy. "So, as you all should know already, digestion really begins in the mouth. When it comes to normal food, one of the most important steps in mechanical digestion is chewing; your teeth grinding your food down into much smaller, more manageable pieces for the rest of your digestive tract to handle. Another major element of digestion supplied by your mouth is this stuff," she says, gently twirling the candy cane against your tongue, giving you a blast of minty flavor in the process. She slowly lifts it up and a slimy, translucent strand of spit follows, clinging to the surface. "Saliva! Not only does saliva moisten and saturate your food so that it's easier to swallow, it also contains some digestive enzymes: amylase and lipase. These enzymes work to start breaking down starch and fats before you've even swallowed!" She continues to go over the anatomy of the mouth, poking and prodding at your poor mouth with the candy cane to point out various glands and features on the video. Even though it's only a few minutes, it feels like you spend an eternity standing there with your mouth open. It's starting to get dry and your jaw feels sore when she finally pulls the candy cane out for good. "But what we're really worried about here is the functions of the digestive tract as it relates to swallowing large, living prey, of course. And when it comes to that, we can throw basically everything I just said out the window!" she says with a laugh. "Obviously you aren't chewing a person, so other than serving as the entrance to the rest of your digestive tract your mouth only has one purpose in those situations: lubrication. It's a very tight fit getting a whole person down your throat, and saliva plays a very important role in getting your prey slick and slimy enough to go down smoothly. Saliva isn't the only factor in this, however! The inside of your mouth, along with almost all of your internal organs, is covered in a mucous membrane that also helps keep things slick and moving." "Alright, that about wraps up the first section of our demonstration! You can relax your jaw and mentally prepare for the next part, dear," Bora says, giving you a pat on the back and taking back her phone. Returning to her desk, she throws out her pointing stick candy cane and pulls out a small plastic bag to put her phone in. "For this stage of the lesson, I'm going to have to explain what you're going to be seeing and what you should look for before it happens unfortunately. I could do a little bit of in-and-out to give you a more thorough demonstration, but I don't want to put our poor volunteer through //too// much. Our next stop in the digestive system is the esophagus!" "The basic mechanics here are very simple: muscles in your throat facilitate swallowing, which transfers food from your mouth through an opening called the fauces down into your esophagus. Through a process known as peristalsis, rhythmic contractions will then squeeze and drag your food through the length of the esophagus and down into the stomach," she explains, tracing a line down her throat and stopping where her stomach would be. "More interesting things come into play, however, when something as large as our volunteer here is swallowed." She hands you her phone again while she talks. You stay focused on what she's saying, but there's a looming sense of dread hanging over you. "As should be obvious to everyone, our volunteer is much larger than my mouth and throat at her widest points. We all know that our flesh is remarkably elastic, which accounts for the biggest issue here, but there's a lot more at play than you might realize! Consider that, even though my organs can easily stretch to accommodate something this size, there are also several //bones// in the way of my meal getting through my mouth and down to my stomach: my jaw, collarbone, and ribs," Bora says, gesturing to each as she speaks. Her bust is large enough that she has to lift it up a bit with one arm to make clear what she's pointing to. "How the jaw moves out of the way is probably something you're familiar with, but involves a process you may not be properly aware of. You see, when faced with a large meal, our brains send out signals that significantly alter several bodily functions. There are scientific terms for this we'll get into later, but colloquially this is often referred to as the 'predator response'. For now, the change we're worried about is in our jaw and throat. The first thing that happens to accommodate prey is to suppress the gag reflex, allowing for large objects to pass from the mouth to the esophagus unimpeded. While it isn't itself the cause of the gag reflex, a visible indication of this change to look for when the demonstration begins is the uvula seemingly disappearing, as it gets pulled back to lay flat against the back of the throat. The next change to occur is one that enables the dislocation of the jaw bone: A muscle activates that lets it pop out of place while remaining connected to the skull. This muscle carefully controls how far the jaw can stretch, never allowing it to go further than is required, and safely pulling it back into place as the obstruction passes. It's interesting to note that we have no conscious control over this muscle, even while swallowing prey! Try it for yourselves now: you won't be able to open your jaw wider than it's typical range of motions without attempting to put something into your mouth, and even then it won't stretch further than it needs to." A majority of the class immediately attempts this, and, sure enough, it can't be done. Some go as far as to put their fist into their mouth, but like she said their mouths only stretch exactly enough to fit it in. Most people quickly get embarrassed as they realize how silly they look. "I hope you got that on camera," Bora snickers, nudging your shoulder. She clears her throat before continuing. "Once prey has passed into the esophagus, the collarbone and ribcage still remain as obstacles. The mechanism here is a simple one, and serves as one of the most fascinating physiological differences between human males and females. While men's ribs and clavicles are completely solid, we have segmented ones. Rather than being a single, solid bone, each rib--and clavicle--is made of several smaller bones connected by a special kind of cartilage. They're structured in such a way that when faced with internal pressure, they can safely shift and expand to make room, contracting back to their original position when the intrusion passes," she explains. "And yes, for those now wondering about //alternative// methods of entry, our hips have a similar structure." "There's a bit more I could cover, but I think I've rambled enough for now. Let's at least get you something a little more interesting to look at, huh?" she says. You swallow nervously as she reaches down and untucks her shirt from her skirt, pulling the fabric up to rest scrunched up below her breasts then pulling her skirt a little lower, fully exposing her belly. While she's far from fat, she has a little more pudge than it looked like with her clothes on. "Not what I meant by the way," she says with a little laugh. "Are you ready for your trip dear?" "I guess I'm as ready as I'll ever be..." you say, taking a step closer to her. "Alright, so, just to be clear, I'm going to swallow you starting with your arms--it's your job to keep the camera rolling and the shot clear while you're in there, got it?" Bora says. You nod. She steps off to the side so that she's not in the way of the projector at all, motioning for you to follow. "Now for the rest of you, since I won't be able to talk until she's down, here's what I want you to be focused on," Bora says. "When I start to eat her, watch the back of my mouth. You should see my uvula recede and the opening down to my throat get much wider, signs that my body has acknowledged the large meal I'm about to send it. Once the swallowing begins, I'll go slow. I want you to be shifting your focus between me and the video stream. Take this unique opportunity to watch the peristalsis of my esophagus in action, observing how the walls contract and relax around her, inching her forward towards my belly, but I'd also like you to watch what's happening on the outside with a more critical eye than you might normally. Pay attention to how my body stretches and shifts to accommodate her entry, really take in the process." She puts a hand on your shoulder. "Ok then, showtime. Don't worry, you saw me take the antacid, you'll be fine!" With that final reassurance, she gently grabs your forearms and guides them toward her mouth. You sigh and make sure you have a firm grip on the phone, doing your best to maintain a nice angle of the inside of her mouth. Easing your hands inside, she makes her first swallow, dragging you and the phone down into her throat. You glance over at the projection on the board while your head is still free, watching the recording of the inside of her esophagus, a rippling tunnel of pink flesh illuminated by the phone's light. It almost feels like it's beckoning you. Then another swallow pulls you a little deeper in, reminding you that being sent down that passage is indeed your fate here. You close your eyes as she drags your head into her mouth, her tongue sliding across your face. True to her word, she goes agonizingly slow. Your body slides into her just an inch at a time, squeezed tight by her esophagus as waves of pressure wash over you again and again. On top of being uncomfortable, you start to feel embarrassed thinking about everyone watching this happen to you. Eventually, you feel your hands push into somewhere more spacious, and a little while later your head follows suit and emerges into her stomach. Here, things get a little more interesting for you, as the light from the phone fully illuminates the entire chamber. It's bizarre, a pink, wrinkled cavern that twitches and shifts as more of you slides into its embrace. The walls are slick and glistening, tiny drips of what must be acid occasionally sliding down to a tiny puddle at the bottom. With the antacid at work, it doesn't feel any different than the saliva already coating you from your slow journey through her mouth. You do your best to keep a clear angle on the camera as the rest of your body slowly but surely slides in to join you. "And there we //*urp*//--sorry--go!" Bora says, leaning back and letting out a heavy exhale. "Our lovely volunteer has been neatly packed away into my belly, and my upper body has returned to its natural, beautiful state. Show your face to the camera dear, tell us how you're feeling!" She gives her gut a light smack, causing a brief, startling spasm to shake through the stomach walls. "Uh, I feel... weird?" you say, turning the phone around to face the camera. You probably aren't getting the most flattering angle of yourself since you're being careful not to shine the flashlight directly in your eyes. "It's tight, slimy, and gross in here. No offense." "That's correct! Our stomachs are not exactly designed to be a pleasant place for living things to be, that's why you get extra credit for this," Professor Bora says with a laugh, giving her belly another pat. Her voice is somewhat muffled. "Lucky for you, but unfortunate for the demonstration, I took an antacid before putting you in there, so I can't properly show all of the functions of the stomach. Namely, how it would actually work to break down a meal of this size. You see, the high strength antacids we have at the school do more than just neutralize your stomach acid, they actively block part of the 'predator response'. Because most of mechanical digestion is bypassed when something is swallowed whole, chemical digestion goes into overdrive to compensate. Normally, the stomach would begin to secrete an excessive amount of a much more potent acid to deal with something as large as our volunteer, aiming to fully submerge it so that it can be dissolved rather than the subtler approach taken with normal food. Fun fact: This ramped up acid production is why your stomach becomes so much noisier when you swallow live prey!" "I'd rather not be thinking about that right now," you say, gently pushing out at the wrinkled flesh in front of you. "Oh don't you worry, you're fine!" Bora says, giving you a reassuring pat. "If you turn your attention to the board, you can see that my stomach //is// still active--the walls are batting her around a bit and they're still nice and wet. But it's behaving how it would against normal food since the signal that this is more than just a sandwich has been blocked. Even if my acid //wasn't// neutralized, it could take days for anything to be accomplished at this pace, and it's unlikely that she would ever be fully digested. So until that wears off, it's more like a warm, slimy massage!" "It's still not pleasant," you chime in. "Just hang in there, we've got a little bit more to get through," Bora says. The demonstration continues with Professor Bora instructing you on where to point the camera as she discusses the various different parts and functions of the stomach. It's pretty difficult to navigate your way around the cramped confines of her gut, especially when most of the things she wants you to focus on don't actually look that much different than the rest of the stomach walls. There's more than a little confusion and frustration as she tries to point you towards what she wants from the outside, using her hands to push in and guide you, but eventually you manage to work through everything she wants. The last thing she has you focus on is a small, tight ring of scrunched up muscles near your feet. "And this here is the end of our journey in the stomach!" Bora says. "This little guy is my pyloric sphincter, it handles moving things from the stomach down into the small intestine once they've been adequately broken down." You feel a pit forming in your stomach as you stare at the opening, which slightly twitches every now and then. She said you were done with the stomach... [[Push through to continue the demonstration->Volunteer- Deeper]] [[Wait for her instructions->Volunteer- Released]]

<<if $metClaire and ($trialClaire != "lose")>><<set _claire to true>><<else>><<set _claire to false>><</if>>Knowing this school and noticing her specific wording of being "brave", you're absolutely positive that you don't want to experience whatever she needs a volunteer for. Not only do you not raise your hand, you duck your head down a little and look away in case she decides to choose someone herself. Luckily, someone else decides to take her up on it<<if _claire>>--Claire<</if>>. <<if _claire>>"That's super ominous teach, I'm in!" Claire says with a grin, raising her hand. "Oh it's nothing dangerous dear, but thank you! Come on up here," Bora says with a little laugh. Claire makes her way up to the front of the class and stands heroically with her hands on her hips.<<else>>"I guess I could probably use some extra credit here, I suck at tests..." some girl on the right side of the room says with a sigh, raising her hand. "Perfect, no changing your mind!" Bora says with a little laugh, pointing to the girl. "Come on up here!" The girl takes a deep breath and trudges to the front, looking pretty nervous.<</if>> "Now to just make sure this works..." She pulls out her phone and fidgets with it for a little while, turning her flashlight on in the process. Then she returns to her computer and pulls up a window she had minimized. Up on the board, a live video feed from her phone is now being projected. "Perfect! Say hi everyone," she says, pointing the camera at the class. "So today, as we continue our introductory content and transition into the first real unit, we're going to be doing something a little more interesting than looking at pictures from a textbook. I'm going to be giving you a live tour of the early digestive system! Specifically mine," she explains with a grin. "Well, for the most part. Before our lovely volunteer starts their job as the cameraman, they also get to be our mouth model! I can't exactly talk while showing you the inside of my own. Hope you brushed this morning dear!" <<if _claire>>"Yeah this is about what I figured I signed up for," Claire chuckles.<<else>>"Uhhh... I'm getting a //lot// of extra credit for this, right?" the girl who volunteered asks. Bora just gives her a pat on the back.<</if>> "Let's jump right into it then! Here, take this and open your mouth wide for me," Bora says, handing <<if _claire>>Claire<<else>>the girl<</if>> the phone and helping her get a good angle on the camera. The slick, pink cavern of her mouth is projected up onto the board in surprisingly high quality. Meanwhile, Bora hurries over to her desk and pulls out two things: an antacid, which she promptly swallows, and, strangely, a candy cane. "I'll use this to point things out so that I'm not jabbing my fingers in your mouth," she explains, peeling the wrapper off the candy. "So, as you all should know already, digestion really begins in the mouth. When it comes to normal food, one of the most important steps in mechanical digestion is chewing; your teeth grinding your food down into much smaller, more manageable pieces for the rest of your digestive tract to handle. Another major element of digestion supplied by your mouth is this stuff," she says, gently twirling the candy cane against <<if _claire>>Claire<<else>>the volunteer<</if>>'s tongue. She slowly lifts it up and a slimy, translucent strand of spit follows, clinging to the surface. "Saliva! Not only does saliva moisten and saturate your food so that it's easier to swallow, it also contains some digestive enzymes: amylase and lipase. These enzymes work to start breaking down starch and fats before you've even swallowed!" She continues to go over the anatomy of the mouth, poking and prodding at her volunteer's poor mouth with the candy cane to point out various glands and features on the video. It starts to get pretty boring as she goes over a lot of the technical minutiae of the mouth's functions in the digestive process, but luckily this only lasts a few minutes. After briefly talking about the role of the tongue, she starts to move into more interesting territory. "But what we're really worried about here is the functions of the digestive tract as it relates to swallowing large, living prey, of course. And when it comes to that, we can throw basically everything I just said out the window!" she says with a laugh. "Obviously you aren't chewing a person, so other than serving as the entrance to the rest of your digestive tract your mouth only has one purpose in those situations: lubrication. It's a very tight fit getting a whole person down your throat, and saliva plays a very important role in getting your prey slick and slimy enough to go down smoothly. Saliva isn't the only factor in this, however! The inside of your mouth, along with almost all of your internal organs, is covered in a mucous membrane that also helps keep things slick and moving." "Alright, that about wraps up the first section of our demonstration! You can relax your jaw and mentally prepare for the next part, dear," Bora says, giving <<if _claire>>Claire<<else>>the girl who volunteered<</if>> a pat on the back and taking back her phone. Returning to her desk, she throws out her pointing stick candy cane and pulls out a small plastic bag to put her phone in. "For this stage of the lesson, I'm going to have to explain what you're going to be seeing and what you should look for before it happens unfortunately. I could do a little bit of in-and-out to give you a more thorough demonstration, but I don't want to put our poor volunteer through //too// much. Our next stop in the digestive system is the esophagus!" "The basic mechanics here are very simple: muscles in your throat facilitate swallowing, which transfers food from your mouth through an opening called the fauces down into your esophagus. Through a process known as peristalsis, rhythmic contractions will then squeeze and drag your food through the length of the esophagus and down into the stomach," she explains, tracing a line down her throat and stopping where her stomach would be. "More interesting things come into play, however, when something as large as our volunteer here is swallowed." She hands <<if _claire>>Claire<<else>>the girl<</if>> her phone again while she talks. "As should be obvious to everyone, our volunteer is much larger than my mouth and throat at her widest points. We all know that our flesh is remarkably elastic, which accounts for the biggest issue here, but there's a lot more at play than you might realize! Consider that, even though my organs can easily stretch to accommodate something this size, there are also several //bones// in the way of my meal getting through my mouth and down to my stomach: my jaw, collarbone, and ribs," Bora says, gesturing to each as she speaks. Her bust is large enough that she has to lift it up a bit with one arm to make clear what she's pointing to. "How the jaw moves out of the way is probably something you're familiar with, but involves a process you may not be properly aware of. You see, when faced with a large meal, our brains send out signals that significantly alter several bodily functions. There are scientific terms for this we'll get into later, but colloquially this is often referred to as the 'predator response'. For now, the change we're worried about is in our jaw and throat. The first thing that happens to accommodate prey is to suppress the gag reflex, allowing for large objects to pass from the mouth to the esophagus unimpeded. While it isn't itself the cause of the gag reflex, a visible indication of this change to look for when the demonstration begins is the uvula seemingly disappearing, as it gets pulled back to lay flat against the back of the throat. The next change to occur is one that enables the dislocation of the jaw bone: A muscle activates that lets it pop out of place while remaining connected to the skull. This muscle carefully controls how far the jaw can stretch, never allowing it to go further than is required, and safely pulling it back into place as the obstruction passes. It's interesting to note that we have no conscious control over this muscle, even while swallowing prey! Try it for yourselves now: you won't be able to open your jaw wider than it's typical range of motions without attempting to put something into your mouth, and even then it won't stretch further than it needs to." A majority of the class immediately attempts this, and, sure enough, it can't be done. Some go as far as to put their fist into their mouth, but like she said their mouths only stretch exactly enough to fit it in. Most people quickly get embarrassed as they realize how silly they look. "I hope you got that on camera," Bora snickers, nudging <<if _claire>>Claire<<else>>the girl who volunteered<</if>>. She clears her throat before continuing. "Once prey has passed into the esophagus, the collarbone and ribcage still remain as obstacles. The mechanism here is a simple one, and serves as one of the most fascinating physiological differences between human males and females. While men's ribs and clavicles are completely solid, we have segmented ones. Rather than being a single, solid bone, each rib, and clavicle, is made of several smaller bones connected by a special kind of cartilage. They're structured in such a way that when faced with internal pressure, they can safely shift and expand to make room, contracting back to their original position when the intrusion passes," she explains. "And yes, for those now wondering about //alternative// methods of entry, our hips have a similar structure." "There's a bit more I could cover, but I think I've rambled enough for now. Let's at least get you something a little more interesting to look at, huh?" she says. You raise an eyebrow as she reaches down and untucks her shirt from her skirt, pulling the fabric up to rest scrunched up below her breasts then pulling her skirt a little lower, fully exposing her belly. While she's far from fat, she has a little more pudge than it looked like with her clothes on. "Not what I meant by the way," she says with a little laugh. "Are you ready for your trip dear?" <<if _claire>>"Yeah! I've never been inside someone with a light before, this is actually gonna be interesting," Claire replies, stepping closer to Professor Bora.<<else>>"This was a mistake..." the volunteer says with a sigh.<</if>> "Alright, so, just to be clear, I'm going to swallow you starting with your arms--it's your job to keep the camera rolling and the shot clear while you're in there, got it?" Bora says. <<if _claire>>Claire<<else>>The girl<</if>> nods. The professor steps off to the side so that she's not in the way of the projector at all, motioning for her to follow. "Now for the rest of you, since I won't be able to talk until she's down, here's what I want you to be focused on," Bora says. "When I start to eat her, watch the back of my mouth. You should see my uvula recede and the opening down to my throat get much wider, signs that my body has acknowledged the large meal I'm about to send it. Once the swallowing begins, I'll go slow. I want you to be shifting your focus between me and the video stream. Take this unique opportunity to watch the peristalsis of my esophagus in action, observing how the walls contract and relax around her, inching her forward towards my belly, but I'd also like you to watch what's happening on the outside with a more critical eye than you might normally. Pay attention to how my body stretches and shifts to accommodate her entry, really take in the process." She puts a hand on <<if _claire>>Claire<<else>>the volunteer<</if>>'s shoulder. "Ok then, showtime. Don't worry, you saw me take the antacid, you'll be fine!" With that final reassurance, you watch as the professor takes <<if _claire>>Claire<<else>>the volunteer<</if>>'s arms and carefully guides them towards her mouth, slowly taking in her hands, and with them the phone. You watch the display on the board as it descends into the slick confines of Professor Bora's mouth, observing the changes she said would happen. She makes her first swallow, briefly causing the camera feed to black out as it's squeezed tightly by her muscles. It quickly returns with a new view: the rippling tunnel of her esophagus, illuminated by the phone's light. In a constant rhythm, the walls of pink flesh squeeze in tight, almost obscuring the camera, then relax and pull back again. With each contraction, her prey shifts a little deeper down. Soon the camera comes to the sphincter leading into her stomach, and you watch with fascination as it pushes through the tight opening into her waiting stomach. You shift your attention to Bora herself, <<if _claire>>Claire<<else>>the volunteer<</if>> in past her chest at this point. She's taking things very slowly, starting to lift up her prey as she sinks deeper and deeper into her body, just an inch or two at a time. You watch her belly starting to slowly balloon out with your classmate, taking note of how her chest has also temporarily expanded to allow her meal through. Back on the video projection, you can see your classmate starting to curl up inside the slimy chamber of the professor's gut. For a while the angle of the shot is very strange, and frequently gets obstructed by the stomach walls, but once the last of her is in things stabilize. "And there we //*urp*//--sorry--go!" Bora says, leaning back against her desk and letting out a heavy exhale. "Our lovely volunteer has been neatly packed away into my belly, and my upper body has returned to its natural, beautiful state. Show your face to the camera dear, tell us how you're feeling!" She gives her gut a light smack, causing the walls of her stomach to visibly shake a little on the video feed. <<if _claire>>Claire flips the phone around to look into the camera, briefly blinding herself with the flashlight. She's scrunched up with her knees by her head, her hair damp and messy from the trip down and her whole body slick with saliva. Glistening, wrinkled flesh frames her in the shot, twitching and shifting around her. "Hey everyone!" she says, grinning and waving at the camera. You can see the professor's gut shifting a bit from her movement out of the corner of your eye. "It's super gross in here!"<<else>>The girl inside of her slowly turns the phone around, careful not to blind herself with the flashlight. She's scrunched up with her knees by her head, her hair damp and messy from the trip down and her whole body slick with saliva. Glistening, wrinkled flesh frames her in the shot, twitching and shifting around her. She doesn't look very pleased with the situation. "I mean, I got swallowed. Everyone here probably knows the feeling," the girls says. "It's tight, slimy, and gross."<</if>> "That's correct! Our stomachs are not exactly designed to be a pleasant place for living things to be, that's why you get extra credit for this," Professor Bora says with a laugh, giving her belly another pat. "Lucky for you, but unfortunate for the demonstration, I took an antacid before putting you in there, so I can't properly show all of the functions of the stomach. Namely, how it would actually work to break down a meal of this size. You see, the high strength antacids we have at the school do more than just neutralize your stomach acid: they actively block part of the 'predator response'. Because most of mechanical digestion is bypassed when something is swallowed whole, chemical digestion goes into overdrive to compensate. Normally, the stomach would begin to secrete an excessive amount of a much more potent acid to deal with something as large as our volunteer, aiming to fully submerge it so that it can be dissolved rather than the subtler approach taken with normal food. Fun fact: This ramped up acid production is why your stomach becomes so much noisier when you swallow live prey!" <<if _claire>>"I don't know, it's still kinda noisy in here," Claire says, shifting a little against the stomach walls.<<else>>"Can you please not talk about that while I'm in here?" the volunteer says, pushing out against the walls a little to try and give herself some space.<</if>> "Oh don't you worry, you're fine!" Bora says, giving her a reassuring pat. "If you turn your attention to the board, you can see that my stomach //is// still active--the walls are batting her around a bit and they're still nice and wet. But it's behaving how it would against normal food since the signal that this is more than just a sandwich has been blocked. Even if my acid //wasn't// neutralized, it could take days for anything to be accomplished at this pace, and it's unlikely that she would ever be fully digested. So until that wears off, it's more like a warm, slimy massage!" <<if _claire>>"You know, in a weird way you're not wrong. Without the burning I could almost maybe say this feels nice," Claire says, curiously running a hand along one of the stomach walls. "Still too cramped though."<<else>>"That doesn't make me feel any better..." the girl in her stomach mumbles.<</if>> "Just hang in there, we've got a little bit more to get through," Bora says. The demonstration continues with Professor Bora pointing out and discussing the different parts and functions of the stomach, having <<if _claire>>Claire<<else>>the volunteer<</if>> struggle to move the camera around and show what she's talking about. It's a little gross being able to see what it looks like in there, but you find yourself captivated at the same time. You also count yourself luckier by the second that you didn't volunteer. "And this here is the end of our journey in the stomach!" Bora says, pointing at the video. The camera is aimed at a small, tightly sealed ring of muscle near <<if _claire>>Claire<<else>>the volunteer<</if>>'s feet. "This little guy is my pyloric sphincter, it handles moving things from the stomach down into the small intestine once they've been adequately broken down." <<if _claire>>"I don't have to go through there... do I?" Claire says, giving the opening a gentle poke. Professor Bora flinches a little in response. "Oh no dear, don't worry," Bora says with a little laugh.<<else>>"We, uh, we're done now, right?" the girl inside her asks. "Please tell me that's the end." "Haha! Don't worry dear, I think I've put you through enough for today," Bora says with a little laugh.<</if>> "We're only worried about the early digestive system for now, we'll get to what's on the other side of that later in the semester." After a brief pause, she claps her hands together. "Alright then, that about does it for our demonstration! I hope you all found this at least a little bit interesting. And let's give our lovely volunteer a round of applause for making it possible!" Only a handful of people actually clap, and a few laugh, but she still seems satisfied. "Now, you don't have to watch me throw her up if you don't want to--you're dismissed! Have a wonderful day!" Not particularly interested in seeing <<if _claire>>Claire<<else>>the girl<</if>> get released, you quickly get up from your seat and head for the door. <<AttendAnatomy>>\ [[Leave Class->September 5th- Between Classes]]

<<Time 10.5>><<if $malloryRel > 0>>As you're heading out the door, Mallory catches up to you, seeming eager to talk. "Hello again, $name! Always good to see a friendly face still holding out here," she says with a smile, matching your pace so that she can walk next to you. "What did you think of class? Jordan is much more of a character than I expected, she seemed to be enjoying her demonstration a little //too// much." "Hey Mallory! I thought it was pretty interesting actually, never expected this class to keep me engaged," you reply. <<if $leahRel > 0>>"Where did Leah go? I thought she was with you." "Oh you know her<<else>>"Where are you headed?" "You know I was thinking<</if>>--" "Mallow!" someone calls out, cutting her off. Mallory stops dead in her tracks and her expression goes completely blank. Approaching the two of you is a fairly tall girl with short brown hair. "Shoot girl, I thought I'd seen you around campus! It's me Bailey!" You notice one of Mallory's eyes twitch. "I'm sorry, I can't say I know you," she says, turning to the girl with a polite smile. "You must have mistaken me for someone else... Bessie, was it?" "Aw c'mon now, from back in middle school, remember? I know it's been a hot minute, but there's no way I'd forget 'ol Mallory Weiss!" Bailey says with a big grin. "I guess maybe you don't go by--" "You really must be thinking of someone else, I'm afraid," Mallory cuts in, raising her voice. "I was homeschooled before high school, and I definitely don't remember you." "Seriously?" Bailey says, putting her hands on her hips. "You telling me I knew a totally different Mallory that just happened to look a lot like you?" Mallory sighs, briefly closes her eyes, then opens them again with a more genuine smile. "Sorry $name, we'll have to catch up some other time. I think me and Bailey are going to need some time to work this situation out," she says. She gives Bailey a light tap on the arm and starts walking off down the hall. "Come on, if I really do know you, maybe you can jog my memory." You raise an eyebrow as the two of them walk off together, but shrug off the encounter. Heading in the opposite direction as her, you continue on your way back to your dorm, thinking about how you want to spend your time between classes. It's a little early, but it might be best to just grab lunch now.<<else>>You make your way out of the room and step out into the hall, heading back to your dorm. You start to think about what you want to do during your time between classes. It's a little early, but it might be best to just grab lunch now.<</if>> As you pass by the main hall, a short, very chubby brunette steps out in front of you. She's wearing a baggy pink sweatshirt and a short white skirt, long, striped purple socks covering most of her legs.<<if $day2LunchCrew>> She looks strangely familiar, but you can't quite place where you've seen her.<</if>> "Hey, um," she says, her voice a little stuffy. "You're in danger, Zoey is out on the hunt down by the lobby, she's probably heading this way. She's the scariest junior, if you haven't met her," the girl says. "But, uh, if you come with me I can keep you safe." You squint your eyes at the offer. She doesn't seem very aggressive or poised to strike, but you have no idea who this girl is.<<if !$metZoey>> Or who the girl she's warning you about is, for that matter.<<else>> Although if she's telling the truth about Zoey...<</if>> [[Accept her offer->Between Classes- Go with Janet]] [[Heed her warning but don't go with her->September 5th- Lunch]] [[Ignore her and head to lunch->Between Classes- Zoey]]

"Alright then, with that, I think I've put you through enough for today," Bora says with a little laugh, giving the back of your head a gentle pat. "We're only worried about the early digestive system for now, we'll get to what's on the other side of that later in the semester." You let out the breath you didn't realize you were holding after receiving confirmation that the demonstration is over, relief washing over you. After a brief pause, Professor Bora claps her hands together. "That about does it for our demonstration! I hope you all found this at least a little bit interesting. And let's give our lovely volunteer a round of applause for making it possible!" You can faintly hear maybe one person clap, accompanied by muffled laughter, but Bora still seems satisfied. "Now, you don't have to watch me throw her up if you don't want to--you're dismissed! Have a wonderful day!" The room seems to empty pretty quickly, the loud clatter of people getting up and shuffling into the hall quickly rising and fading. You feel Bora take a few steps forward, then gently wrap her arms around the lower part of her belly. "Okay, just relax for a moment dear, I'm going to get you out," she says softly. You take her advice, relaxing your body other than maintaining a tight grip on her phone. A moment later, she starts to squeeze in and up on you, accompanied by an odd twitch from her stomach muscles. With practiced efficiency, you quickly find yourself pulled back up into her esophagus, well before the pressure had even reached an uncomfortable level. In no time at all, you're gently sliding out of her lips and onto the cold tiles of the classroom floor. "There," Bora says, clearing her throat. "You know, regurgitation is never something I expected to be skilled at, but I suppose a lot of strange things happen when you work at this school," she adds with a laugh. "How are you holding up?" "I think I'm alright," you reply, getting back up onto your feet. You're soaked from head to toe in her saliva and other bodily fluids, but don't feel particularly worse for wear. You carefully peel open the plastic bag and hold it out toward her. "Uh, here..." "Thank you!" she says, retrieving her phone, then plucking the bag from your hands with two fingers and dropping it in the trash. "You did an excellent job, I appreciate the assistance. I know it's not the most pleasant role to have to play!" She quickly heads over to her desk and retrieves something, then returns to you. "I'm sure you'll be able to just stop back at your dorm, but take this just in case." She hands you <<if $knowUniform>>a bag with a school uniform in it.<<else>>a plastic bag with clothes in it. It looks like it must be a school uniform.<<set $knowUniform to true>><</if>> Then she holds out something else for you to take: a small candy bar.<<set $wardrobeUniform to true>> "You can have this too for being such a good sport," she giggles. "Thanks again dear, enjoy the rest of your day!" @@color:lime;Professor Bora really appreciated you volunteering!@@<<set $boraFavor += 1>> <<AttendAnatomy>>\ You head out into the hall and quickly start to head back to your dorm, eager to get cleaned up after the demonstration. There are unfortunately quite a few others in the halls on their way to class, many seeming to be amused at your current state, but you make it back without any issue. Once inside, you immediately head into the shower to get cleaned up, dropping the uniform and candy you got from Bora onto your bed. You don't waste much time, just quickly rinsing yourself off. After a couple minutes, you step out and get changed into a fresh set of clothes, feeling refreshed. Although it's a little early, with the way your classes are set up you feel like it would be smart to go get lunch now. [[Head to lunch->September 5th- Lunch]]

<<Time 10.5>><<set $anatomyDemonstration to 2>>With a sigh, you nudge the opening with one of your toes. The stomach walls twitch in response, almost like Bora flinched, and the sphincter briefly opens a little. Grimacing, you take a deep breath, lean forward, and start to push your arms through, keeping a tight grip on the phone. "Whoop! Oh don't worry dear you--//Hmmmph//," you hear Bora's muffled voice start to say, but you're too focused on your unpleasant task to pay attention. The ring of muscle gently opens to accept you, though it's a very tight fit. Your hands push through into the marginally looser passage on the other side, smooth walls clamping tight around your forearms as you do your best to shift yourself deeper into your teacher. Bora lets out another small grunt of discomfort when your shoulders breach through the sphincter. She gives her belly a few light smacks in quick succession, which you take as a sign she wants you to pick up the pace. It's difficult to get much leverage from your current angle, so you use your free hand to try and pull yourself forward. Between that, pushing off of her stomach with your legs, and the light, rippling pressure starting to drag you forward, you manage to squeeze the rest of yourself down into her intestines. Somehow, her small intestine is even less comfortable than being in her stomach was. It's still just as slimy and gross, except now the walls are oppressively constricting instead of having a little stretch to them. You can still move, but it takes a serious effort, and even breathing seems a little difficult. "Ah, uh, ahem..." you hear Bora says. She gives you a surprisingly hard slap. "I suppose that's... good initiative... from our volunteer, there's still class time left and we shouldn't squander the opportunity. So, we'll do a quick preview of the lower digestive tract as well..." She sounds annoyed, and you feel a pit in your stomach as the realization hits that you didn't need to do this. "Something of her size will have breezed right past my duodenum, so we'll skip that for now. So... hmm, could you try to wipe the camera off for us in there?" You feel Bora prod you with one of her fingers. "Some of my breakfast seems to be trying to steal the show at the moment." You gag, having been trying to ignore the sludge you pushed through on the way in up until now. Still, you do your best to oblige, using your hand to wipe off the front of the bag the phone is in. The picture seems somewhat foggy still, but manageable. "I suppose that'll do... So! Our adventurous volunteer here has moved on into my small intestine," Bora says, resuming her instruction. You feel her gently running her hands along her belly for a little while to emphasize your change in position. "This is actually where the most digestion takes place, extracting and processing all of the nutrients after things have been melted down into a more manageable form by the stomach. If you look closely at the walls, you'll notice that they look a little 'fuzzy'. This is because they're coated in hundreds of little protrusions called villi! For something that's still whole like our volunteer they won't do anything other than maybe tickle, but under normal circumstances..." You start to mostly tune her out as she continues her lecture, finding it hard to pay much attention with her voice so muffled and your surroundings so unpleasant. Thanks to the light of the phone, you're left constantly staring down the pink tube of flesh ahead of you, watching as the walls shift and contract, subtly dragging you deeper. It's a little mesmerizing. The walls themselves are strange--like Bora was saying, they look almost fuzzy, or like they're made out of tiny beads instead of being completely solid. Touching them with the bare skin of your hands, it almost has the consistency of a wet carpet. As you listen to Bora drone on, you're gently massaged by the plush, constricting tunnel of her small intestine. She doesn't seem to need you to aim the camera anywhere but forwards, so you're left as little more than a prop for this portion of the demonstration, occasionally jerked forward a little bit by Bora consciously moving you lower down. She doesn't seem to go into as much detail here as she did for the intended segments. "Alright, I think that about wraps things up for the small intestine, so if you'll give me a moment..." You feel Bora place her hands firmly on the sides of her belly and brace yourself. With a grunt, she starts to force you through her intestines at a much faster rate, the walls crushing in hard as you surge forward. After a short, but disorienting, trip, your hands bump into what must be the entrance to her large intestine. She lets out a heavy sigh as her muscles relax. "Whew, there we go... I'm a bit out of practice down there," she says with a little laugh. "Let's continue on to the last step of our journey..." She continues on to give a brief explanation of the connection between the small and large intestines before having you push through the sphincter. It's a pretty similar experience to when you made your way out of her stomach, although this time the space you enter into is a little less constricting. Not by a lot, but the extra breathing room is a relief. Unfortunately that's about the only thing that's improved. The walls have gone from the almost plush consistency of her small intestine to tough and ribbed, and the smell is absolutely foul. She apparently didn't have much to comment on here, as you hadn't even really registered that she was lecturing before you're pulled forward again. She maneuvers you much more delicately than before, gently pulling you forward until one last sphincter comes into view. You come to a stop a few inches before your hands can make contact, and she seems to reflexively pull you back in a little deeper again and straighten her back after you move even a tiny bit, the ring of muscle ahead of you visibly tightening. You breathe a sigh of relief that this disgusting, unfortunately self inflicted, journey is almost over. "And here we are at the final stop of our journey through the body! I shouldn't have to explain to you what this guy is--or why you probably shouldn't be seeing mine for that matter, but we do things a little differently at this school," Bora says with a laugh. She gives you a pat through her belly. "The last step is for the leftover waste to be removed from the body, or in this case our entire volunteer. But I'm not going to make you watch that happen--you're all dismissed! I hope you enjoyed this extended demonstration, I'll see you next week!" You suddenly feel yourself get pulled back deeper into her colon, far enough for her anus to completely slide out of view. "Oh, and if any of you are friends with my lovely volunteer here: don't worry, you can have her back later!" Bora adds with another laugh. You can hear the sounds of the class filtering out into the hall through the muffling of Bora's flesh, followed by relative silence after the door to the room slams shut. There's a pause where only the occasional gurgles and groans from the body around you fill your ears, then you feel Bora... sit down. The clicking of a keyboard tells you she's working at her computer. You remain completely stationary in her bowels, the subtle motions of the walls around you not having any effect on you and Bora certainly not encouraging any movement herself. You give a solid poke to the nearest wall. "Um, professor? Are you going to--" "That was some stunt you pulled back there," she grumbles, cutting you off. "Couldn't wait to swim through my guts, huh? I know I can be alluring, but honestly. I specifically said we were doing the //early// digestive system and never instructed you to go this deep into me." "Uh, I'm sorry, I don't really want to be here either. I just misheard and thought I'd get it over with quickly..." you reply. "Well, I hope you've gotten comfortable in there, because now you're staying put for a while," she says, giving you a squeeze. "I'll let you out sometime before I leave campus, think of this as detention." "What?" you say, giving a hard shove to the walls of her intestine. "You can't keep me in here, it's disgusting! This is college, detention shouldn't even be a thing!" "//This// is for disrupting class and embarrassing me in front of my students," she says, raising her voice and giving you another quick squeeze. "And I'm being generous, I'm sure if I looked through the school code I could make an argument for qualifying what you did as violating me, which carries a much more permanent punishment. Understand?" "Yes, sorry," you quickly blurt out. "Good, now settle down and be quiet, I have work to do..." [[Settle down and be quiet->Volunteer- Passing the Time]]

<<Time 11>>Knowing that there's no way you'll be able to force your way out of a professor, you shut up and stay still. Your best bet at this point is to just do whatever she wants until you're released. But you're dreading the thought of potentially being stuck in here for hours<<if $analByMatilda>>, especially after what you went through with Matilda earlier in the week<</if>>. Outside, you can hear Bora typing away at her keyboard, starting to take care of some kind of work at the classroom desk. You settle into the walls around you, doing your best to attempt to get comfortable in the gross depths of her body. The video stream was terminated from Bora's end so you've turned off the phone screen, but, unfortunately, it won't respond to your touch through the bag so you're stuck with the flashlight illuminating your fleshy surroundings. As time passes, however, you're suddenly startled by the phone buzzing in your hand, jumping, or more like wriggling with your current situation, in surprise. Bora also seems to have been caught off guard by the sensation, as you feel her jolt up right after. She makes a noise that sounds sort of like a whimper. "What are you doing in there!?" she says, a mix of anger and surprise in her voice. She gives you a light smack through her belly. "You, um, got a text," you reply. "Son of a... of course you have //my// phone in there with you..." she grumbles, then sighs. "Just don't read whatever it was, that's my private business." But there isn't really much else to look at inside of her and the notification is staring you right in the face, so of course you already have. It's not like she'll have any way of knowing. It's from someone entered in her phone as "Pib" with a heart after it asking how her demonstration went. "Hmm, actually, I think I want that back sooner than you're going to be let off," Bora says. You feel her stand up, then crouch down a bit. She starts to inch you forward with her inner muscles. "Just a moment..." She grunts and seems to shiver a little as you come to a stop with your arms in her rectum like during the demonstration. You're face to face with the exit again, the wrinkled flesh twitching every time you move even a little. "Okay, I want you to push the phone forward as far as you can and let go of it," she says. You hear some shuffling outside. You do as you're told, dropping the phone and nudging it forward through the tunnel of flesh as far as you can manage to stretch your arms. With the thinner edge facing forward, you're able to get it to just barely reach the end. You're briefly squeezed by a seemingly involuntary wave of pressure in reaction to the contact. Bora gives a sigh, or maybe it was a deep breath, before starting to retrieve the object. She shifts her stance a little again, then her muscles deeper down tighten hard around your lower body. A comparatively lighter pressure starts to squeeze the phone forward, her pucker loosening and starting to stretch around its form, giving you brief glimpses of freedom. It's a slow process, and you oddly find yourself blushing as you watch it get worked out from the inside. Once it's about halfway free, she grabs the outside part and gently pulls it out. Her sphincter quickly returns to its tight seal, leaving you in darkness. With a sigh of relief, Bora stands back up straight, followed by the same light shuffling you heard before. She takes a step, then seems to remember your current positioning and quickly drags you back deeper into her body. Once you're in a more manageable spot for her, she resumes walking the short distance she intended. "Thank you for not trying to escape, I appreciate it. Not enough to let you off easy though," she says, giving her belly a gentle pat. "I'll have to make sure they take care of the garbage in here before that bag starts to stink up the place..." "Hold on, I just... Did you do that right in the classroom?" you ask. "Yes, no one else is here right now," Bora replies. "Besides, these rooms are no strangers to indecency." "Uh, fair enough I guess..." you say. Not long after reclaiming her phone, Bora goes on the move. You can feel your surroundings softly shaking with every footstep. Combined with the occasional ripple of pressure that squeezes down on you, it's actually bizarrely relaxing in a way. She seems to stop in one of the bathrooms to wash her hands, then heads upstairs. After a lot of walking, you hear the click of a door opening, then your world shifts as she sits down again. "Welcome to my office, it's not often I have students in here," she says, chuckling to herself. She stays seated for a long time, occasionally shifting her position a little but remaining in whatever seat she plopped down in for what feels like hours. Since you're at her mercy here, you're a little relieved to no longer be holding her phone in your face and having the temptation to check the time. You'll get out when you get out. At first you assume she's doing work, but after a while you realize you don't hear anything like typing and she's been leaning back for most of the time. Listening closer to the sounds outside, you come to the conclusion she's actually just watching TV. A brief fit of laughter shortly after having that thought, combined with the fact that she seems to be absentmindedly rubbing her belly, confirms this for you. You're stuck sitting awkwardly quiet in her bowels as she enjoys her down time, afraid of annoying her any more than you already have. Eventually, the faint sound of the TV disappears and she stands back up with a grunt. "Been a while since I've <<if $fat > 34>>had to lug around this much extra weight<<else>>lugged someone around like this<</if>>," she huffs, stepping out of her office from the sounds of it. "You're gonna give me a workout..." She heads off down the hall, your world once again lightly bouncing around with her footsteps. This time it doesn't take her long to arrive at her destination. You hear her start to talk with someone. "Heyyy Pib!" she says in a cheery voice. Your ears perk up a little, recognizing the name from the message you definitely didn't read earlier. "Hope your class went well." "O-Oh, hello Jordan! You're, um, you're looking a little rounder than usual," a voice replies with a nervous laugh. <<if $metProfSteria>>It's hard to tell for sure through the muffling of Bora's insides, but you're pretty sure it's Professor Steria.<<else>>You don't recognize whoever it is.<</if>> "Did you forget to do something?" "Oh come on, you know you love it when I look like this," Bora says in a sly tone. "Jordan! There's a student present!" <<if $metProfSteria>>Steria<<else>>'Pib'<</if>> blurts out, flustered. "Or, um, at least I assume..." Bora giggles and takes a seat on something. "You worry too much. But yes, this is $name $last with me. You won't believe what she pulled earlier..." She rests a hand on her belly as she gives a quick explanation of what happened during the demonstration. "Oh B--//Jordan//," <<if $metProfSteria>>Steria<<else>>Pib<</if>> says, clearing her throat. "I'm so sorry, I know I would have been so embarrassed if I were in your shoes..." "Thanks Pib, sometimes it's tough having to play it cool to all the students," Bora sighs. You briefly feel something push against the front of her belly as she leans forward a little. <<if $steriaFavor > 0>>"But... $name $last you said? She seemed like such a nice girl when I met her, and I, uh, guess I know why she wasn't in class today..." Steria says. "I'm sure this was just an unfortunate misunderstanding Jordan, I think she's already had enough punishment just being in there in the first place." "Yes, I didn't want to be down here, I just thought it was part of the demonstration!" you blurt out. Steria lets out a little surprised yelp at your sudden comment, but luckily neither of them seem bothered by the fact you were eavesdropping. "I suppose you're probably right..." Bora sighs. Then she laughs a little. "Besides, I can't exactly give this demonstration to my second class if she's still hanging around."<<else>>"Hmm... $name $last you said? I, uh, guess that explains why she wasn't in my class just now<<if $survivalA is 0>>. Not last class though...<<else>>...<</if>>" <<if $metProfSteria>>Steria<<else>>Pib<</if>> says<<if $survivalA is 0>>, giving you a poke through Bora's gut<</if>>. "<<if $swim1Passed>>She's a great swimmer you know, shame she's causing trouble... <</if>>Although... don't you think anal detention is a little harsh for her first offense? You're usually pretty lenient." "Well, it would have been normal detention if she hadn't //put herself// there." "That makes sense... but still, it's been a few hours since your class, I think she's probably had enough by now." Bora sighs. "You're probably right... Besides, I can't exactly give this demonstration to my second class if she's still hanging around."<</if>> "Hopefully your second volunteer is, um, less spirited," <<if $metProfSteria>>Steria<<else>>Pib<</if>> says with a gentle laugh. "Oh, I'll be sure to be very clear this time," Bora laughs. She gets back onto her feet and leans forward for a brief moment, then stands back up straight. "I'll catch up with you later Pib, I've got to get going now if I want to let her out and make it to my class in time." "O-Of course, I'll see you later!" <<if $metProfSteria>>Steria<<else>>Pib<</if>> replies, suddenly sounding flustered. You're pretty sure you hear her whisper something else, followed by Bora giggling, but you can't make much sense of the exchange from inside your intestinal prison. Bora soon takes off walking again, on her way to finally put an end to this ordeal from the sounds of it. [[Freedom...->Volunteer- Punishment End]]<<set $boraInfo1 to 1>>

<<set $metJanet to true>>"Well shit, thanks for the warning," you say. You're a little skeptical about why she wants you to follow her, but<<if $metZoey>> you're more worried about dealing with Zoey again than whoever this girl is<<else>> she really doesn't seem very threatening<</if>>. "Uh, what's your plan?" The girl's face immediately lights up. "I know a place we can hide, come on," she says, heading back down the hall the way that you just came from. "I'm Janet by the way. We should move quick." You follow behind her, matching her pace. Despite what she said, she's actually almost going slower than your normal walking pace. You look her over as you move, still not sure if you totally trust her. "So is this the part where you reveal the hiding place is your stomach and try to eat me?" you ask, half joking. "No, this is to keep me safe too!" she says with a lazy smile. Her response seems genuine enough, and you surprisingly still aren't getting a sense that she's a threat. She seems lethargic, not like a predator getting ready to strike. So, perhaps against your better judgement, you follow along as she stops at an empty classroom and has you enter first. "Alright, here we are," she says, closing the door behind you. "So are we just hiding out in a classroom? I could have thought of that, I thought you had a serious plan here," you say, quickly glancing around the room to make sure you're alone. "Not exactly, we just needed some privacy. Get in," she says. You turn around to face her, immediately freezing with a stunned look on your face. She's standing in front of the door with one hand lifting up the front of her skirt, the other finishing pulling her panties down to her thighs. "U-Um, excuse me!?" you say, your face turning red. "You can hide in my womb," she explains, almost seeming like she's confused that you don't understand the situation. She uses one hand to part her lower lips for emphasis. "You'll be totally safe in there, and with you inside of me Zoey won't be able to touch //me// either. Trust me, you'll be fine, and you won't have to worry about a thing." [[Go along with it->Unbirthed by Janet- Morning]] [[Absolutely not->Between Classes- Turned Janet Down]]

<<Time 10.75>><<set $playerFreak += 1>><<set $unbirthedByJanet to true>>"You're serious?" you say, looking her over with an eyebrow raised. "Yeah, of course, why wouldn't I be? It's a pretty foolproof plan, I've done it before," Janet says. She lets her underwear fall to her ankles and takes a step forward, leaving it behind. "It's nice and cozy in there too, you can just relax and not have to worry about anything for a while." You stay frozen in place, still bewildered by the situation. Janet smiles at you and widens her stance a bit. You swallow nervously. "Uh, so how do we do this then..." you finally say. Weirdness aside, it does seem to be a sound plan, and <<if $unbirthedByNadia>>you know from your experience with Nadia that it is completely safe and would be preferable to her eating you if you refuse<<else>>you have to imagine that she's just going to eat you if you don't go along with it<</if>>. Anyone this brazen must have been at the school for a while, and you don't want to risk tangling with a potential junior or even senior. <<if !$unbirthedByNadia>>Plus... you have to admit you're a little curious about how this works.<</if>> "Just stick your hands in and push forward, don't overthink it," she says, beckoning for you to come closer. "I'll help you along." You take a deep breath and walk up to stand in front of her. You're a few inches taller than her, but she quickly motions for you to kneel, bringing you almost face to face with her crotch. Cautiously, you start to bring your hands up. You give her a hesitant glance, but she just nods down at you and spreads her legs a little wider. With a sigh, you press your hands together and start to guide your fingers between her folds, pushing forward into the warm passage beyond. "Mmmh, there you go..." she says. She pats her belly with one hand and giggles. "Just keep pushing towards your shelter." You keep pushing in, finding less resistance than you were expecting. The slick walls of her vagina hug you tight, but they almost seem eager to accept you as you push forward. You have to wonder just how often she does this. Your fingers soon push through the tighter passage of her cervix and out into her womb, accompanied by a little squeak from Janet. As you pause to consider exactly what you're doing here, Janet shivers and places her hands on the back of your head. "Don't worry, I'll take care of the rest, my little bunny~" she says, nudging your head down a little lower. Suddenly, you feel her muscles clench around your arms, starting to drag you deeper in staggered waves of intense pressure. "Woah! Uh--//mmph!//" you try to say, starting to panic a little, but before you know it your head is being pulled through her lips. Janet moans as she forces you in deeper, starting to squat down over you and pull you up with her arms to expedite the process. At a shocking pace you feel yourself surge deeper into her, your upper body starting to curl up in her womb. You can hear her panting and softly moaning as she pulls you in, the walls along the entrance seeming to grow slicker the more of you slides through. Before long you lose contact with the ground, and things seem to slow. "Just... a little... more..." Janet pants, gripping your feet as she pushes you deeper. Soon, you feel the humid embrace of her insides wrap around your toes, and you're sealed away from the outside world. Janet stands back up and leans forward to rest on one of the desks as the last of you slides into her womb, panting heavily and slightly trembling. "Ah... hah... There we go. Nice and snug and safe.~" You can feel her gently massaging her belly, light points of pressure rubbing against you through the walls of her womb. You stay silent at first, taking in the situation you've placed yourself in. <<if $unbirthedByNadia>>It's just like you remember with Nadia, albeit maybe a little less tight. Cramped, but oddly soothing.<<else>>The walls are smooth and calm, not at all like the wrinkled, raging walls of a stomach. To your surprise, it's actually oddly soothing: the calming drum of her heartbeat above you and your confines feeling more like a snug embrace than a crushing pressure.<</if>> "How are you feeling in there?" she asks, giving you a gentle tap. You feel her stand up straight again, then move a little. There's some odd shifting and shuffling, which you realize must be her putting her panties back on, serving as a final reminder that you really are sealed in here. "It's cramped... and weird... but <<if $unbirthedByNadia>>manageable<<else>>it's not as bad as I was expecting honestly<</if>>," you reply. "...did you call me a... bunny, earlier?" "Mmh, most people get uncomfortable when I call them my baby, so instead you're my little bunny while I'm taking care of you~" she purrs, gently running a hand along your back through her belly. "Just sit tight and relax, you're safe and sound with me. And as long as you're filling me up, I'll be safe and happy too!" "I mean, we just need to do this for a little while until Zoey is out of the halls... right?" you say. You feel your heart drop as Janet just gives a soft laugh and hugs her belly. "There's a lot of danger at this school, just settle in and let your worries drift away~" she says. She starts to go on the move, and you hear the muffled sound of the classroom door closing behind you. [[What have you gotten yourself into...->Unbirthed By Janet- Afternoon]]

<<Time 10.75>>"Are you insane? No! Absolutely not!" you say, taking a step back. "You're not cramming me up your pussy!" "W-Well you don't have to be so vulgar," Janet pouts, crossing her arms. "It's nice in there, like a constant, warm hug. You'll be safe and comfortable and won't have to worry about anything. C'mon, why not?" "Because it's gross and weird?" you snap back. "And way too intimate for another thing, I don't even know who you are. Pull your underwear back up." "Pleease? I haven't had anyone in there since Tuesday..." she says, blushing a little. "A-And Zoey could still get you! Just for a little while?" "I'd rather just get eaten," you reply. "Aw, but I'm still full from breakfast... Alright fine, if you're really gonna be like this..." she sighs, finally pulling her panties back up. "What a waste, I've really gotta find someone soon..." She trudges back out into the hall, leaving you alone. You take a deep breath, still bewildered by the situation. You were preparing to have to fight your way out of this--Janet actually accepting your refusal and leaving is a pleasant surprise. After checking to make sure she's not hanging around for you to leave, you step out into the hall yourself. Shaking off the encounter, you continue on your way to lunch, heading upstairs and around just in case she was telling the truth about<<if $metZoey>> Zoey<<else>> this "Zoey"<</if>>. [[Head to lunch->September 5th- Lunch]]

<<Time 11>><<if $day5Zoey>>Still slightly recovering from your frantic escape, you make your way through the halls of Lampton toward the dining hall. You notice it's a little barren as you make your way down, clearly not a popular time for lunch.<<elseif $anatomyDemonstration > 0>>You head back out of your room and turn toward the stairs, starting to make your way through the halls over to Lampton. You notice it's a little barren as you make your way across the bridge and down to the dining hall, clearly not a popular time for lunch.<<elseif $metJanet>>Still a little thrown off from your encounter, you continue on your way to lunch. After making your way upstairs, you cross the bridge over to Lampton and head down toward the dining hall. It's a little barren at this hour, clearly not a popular time for lunch.<<else>>"Uh, thanks for the heads up, but I think I'll just go around if that's the case," you say, not at all trusting the girl's offer. You carefully skirt past her to continue down the hall, staying on alert in case she tries something. "B-But..! Um..." she mumbles, thrown off by your response. "Okay... I guess that does make sense. Glad I could help..." She sighs and starts to walk off down the hall you just came from, mumbling something to herself. You shrug off the encounter, relieved that it was that simple to avoid whatever she had planned. Just in case she was actually telling the truth about <<if $metZoey>>Zoey<<else>>someone on the hunt<</if>>, you head down towards the dorm hall and upstairs to get to lunch rather than through the lobby. When you make your way across the bridge and over to Lampton, you find that the dining hall is pretty barren at this hour. It's clearly not a popular time for lunch.<</if>><<if $metSam>> As you make your way over to the buffet line, you notice Sam sitting at one of the few occupied tables, talking with another girl who <<if $metLeila>>seems strangely familiar, and not in a good way<<else>>you don't recognize<</if>>. <<if $samRel < 0>>Luckily, she doesn't seem to notice you at all and you continue on, ignoring her.<<done>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</done>><<elseif $samRel is 0>>Not wanting to bother them, you continue on.<<done>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</done>><<else>>While you aren't sure about her other friend, it might be nice to catch up with her before your class. [[Sit with Sam->September 5th- Lunch: Sam and Leila]] <<link "Sit alone">><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><<replace "#choice">><</replace>><</link>><</if>><<else>><<done>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</done>><</if>> <<if $samRel > 0>>Deciding you don't want to bother her right now, you continue on your way to get food. <<elseif !$metSam>>You make your way over to the buffet line to get something to eat. <</if>>Unfortunately, since you're a little early they haven't put anything new out for lunch yet and all they have set out right now is the leftovers from breakfast. So, you fix yourself some more waffles, opting for the blueberry ones this time to mix it up, and head to an open seat<<if $samRel < 0>> pretty far away from Sam<</if>>. You spend a while lazily picking at your food while you scroll through your phone, passing the time until your next class. As noon gets closer things start to pick up, and that's your cue that it's time to head out. [[Head to class->September 5th- Survival]]\ <<if $fullness is 0>><<set $stamina to Math.clamp($stamina+8, 0, $staminaMax)>><</if>>

<<set $day5Zoey to true>><<if $day2LunchEmma and ($emmaDitchedCookout is 0)>><<set _zoeyLunch to true>><</if>><<if _zoeyLunch and !$emmaInjured>><<set _zoeySunny to true>><</if>>/* First temp tracks if Zoey confronted you and Emma regardless of if you got eaten or not, second tracks if Sunny rescued the two of you. The Sunny one is (probably) not required, but will lead to alt text of her acknowledging having 'called dibs' */"Oh yeah, I'm sure..." you say, rolling your eyes and brushing past the girl. There's no way you'd fall for such an easy trick. "Like I'd actually buy that." "W-Wait but I'm not..." the girl says, trailing off with a sigh. "I guess I'll find someone else." She starts to walk off down the hall, and you faintly hear her add: "You really shouldn't go that way though..." You shrug and shake your head, ignoring the strange girl as you head down the main hall. It seems pretty deserted, no one else coming or going this way, and no sign of <<if $metZoey>>Zoey<<else>>the girl you were warned about<</if>>. That is, until a panicked girl comes barreling past you just as you enter into the lobby. You take a few more steps into the room despite the warning sign. <<if $eatenByZoeyMulti and $ateAshley>>\ "YOU!" you hear Zoey shout before you even see her. The chubby blonde is storming right toward you, a wicked grin on her face. "Must be my lucky day." "Oh hey...," you say, starting to nervously back away. "Are we really gonna do this again?" "Shut it, lunch," she growls, quickly closing in on you. "You've been running free for way too long, it's time to get what you deserve. No friend to fight with, no Maeve and her stupid party rules. Just you," she licks her lips, "and me." <<if $sunnyRel > 1>>\ "Oof, don't let Maeve hear you say that Zo," a familiar voice cuts in. Daring to look away from Zoey, you notice Sunny hurrying over to the two of you. "Word on the street is you're already on thin ice, it would really hurt the whole 'psycho killer' image you've got going if the queen just scooped you up one day." "I don't care. What the fuck do you want?" Zoey grunts, glancing over at the newcomer now that she has you backed up against the wall. You try to take the opportunity to make a break for it, but she grabs your upper arm tight and easily slams you back where she wants you. "Neither do I, in fact it pisses me off that she hasn't yet," Sunny says, inserting herself between you and grabbing your other arm. "What I do care about is you about to steal my lunch here. I've already got dibs on her." "Huh!?" you say, looking between the two of them as both tighten their grip. Sunny holds her free hand up to her mouth as if it would block you from hearing her. "She dissed the shades, you understand," she tells Zoey, not even close to whispering. From the angle you're at you're able to notice her glance over and wink at you behind her glasses. "Fuck off! This one's been mine since Monday," Zoey hisses, pulling hard on your arm. You start to get pulled away from Sunny, but she quickly yanks you back to relative safety. Both of your arms hurt. "Aw, you telling me the ogre actually lost a freshman during the massacre? That's pretty sad. But she's still mine." "I'm sick of your bullshit Sunny, you're not even a threat these days!" Zoey growls. "Get out of here before I put you down instead." It looks like Sunny's about to make some retort, but Zoey has had enough. She opens her mouth wide and quickly moves in to swallow your head. Just as she's close enough for you to feel her breath, Sunny slams into her side and pushes her away. Your relief is short lived, however, as you quickly find that just because the blonde in front of you has changed, your fate hasn't. Sunny wastes no time swallowing your head instead. You're briefly stunned, not exactly sure how to handle the situation as you find your head squeezed into the slick tunnel of Sunny's throat. You hear a muffled sound of outrage from Zoey as she pulls on your arm to try and get you away from Sunny. Sunny, meanwhile, swallows you a little deeper and gives a light tap to your free arm. Getting the hint, you snap out of your confusion, realizing you're much better off in Sunny's gut than Zoey's under the current circumstances where those seem to be your only choices. You quickly lift your free hand up and feed it into Sunny's mouth yourself, doing what you can to shake off Zoey's grip on the other. You let out a grunt of pain as you slowly slide deeper into Sunny's body. Zoey seems to have no intention of letting you go even if it means ripping your arm straight off, and the angle it's at now with Sunny still trying to swallow you down despite her is making her pulling all the more painful. But, you can feel Sunny slowly shifting to try and box her out as she works down your body, managing to push your arm back into a position where she can reasonably get it in. When Zoey's hand gets pulled past Sunny's lips with you, she finally relents and lets go. You hear the muffled sound of her roaring in outrage. With Zoey's interference dealt with, Sunny significantly picks up the pace. She grabs hold of your waist and eagerly gulps you down, lifting you up as she goes to expedite the process. In no time at all, your feet slide into the warmth of her body and you're sealed away into the relative safety of Sunny's stomach. "//*UUURRRP*// There we go, that's all I //*urp*// wanted," Sunny says, giving you a light smack. "Pretty rude to try and steal someone's meal like that, you know," she adds with a laugh, gently caressing her belly from below. "You're //DEAD// as soon as that belly's gone!" Zoey roars. You wince and feel Sunny stumble back as she gives her gut a shove. "I can't wait to put those stupid glasses of yours up on my wall.~" "Yeah, yeah, that's like //*urp*// the third time I've heard that line from you. Get some new material," Sunny says dismissively. "And try to calm down a little before you pop a vein. See you in class tomorrow!" You feel Sunny turn and start to walk away, your whole world bouncing gently with every step.\ <<else>>\ A part of you is tempted to try and taunt her more, but she really seems to mean business this time and your window for a possible escape is quickly closing...\ <</if>>\ <<elseif $eatenByZoeyMulti>>\ "Well well," an unfortunately familiar voice says. A chill runs down your spine as you turn to spot Zoey coming right toward you. The other girl hadn't been lying. "Look who finally came back." "Uh..." you say nervously, starting to back away. "Sorry, do I know you?" "Don't play dumb with me brat," she hisses. A sadistic grin spreads across her lips and she lifts the front of her shirt up to put her stomach on display. "No one gets away from me and lives, it's time to go back where you belong.~"<<if $sunnyRel < 2>> Seeing her tattooed midriff instantly reminds you of how close you came to becoming one of those tally marks and your panic rises. This doesn't look good, but there's still time to run...<</if>>\ <<elseif $metZoey>>\ You don't get far before making an unfortunate discovery: the girl hadn't been lying. Staring right at you is the chubby blonde <<if $emmaInjured>>who nearly digested Emma<<elseif _zoeySunny>>who attempted to eat you and Emma before Sunny intervened on Monday<<else>>who caused a scene trying to eat you at Maeve's party<</if>>. Zoey really is on the hunt down here. You immediately think of turning back and heading the other way, but she's already locked onto you. <<if $ateAshley>>"I remember you," she says with a menacing grin as she approaches. "Must have won Maeve's dumb contest, huh? Well, I've got another honor to give our 'freshman champion'," she laughs, pulling up the front of her shirt to show off her stomach. She points to the array of tattooed tally marks, then licks her lips. "Come join the hall of fame like you should have the other night."<<else>>"You look familiar, fresh meat," she says as she approaches. Then she gets a menacing grin. "Oh, you're blue sandal's roommate, aren't you? I told you you'd be mine, time to make good on that and put you where you belong." "Uh, are you... talking about Emma?" you say nervously, backing away from her. "I don't care what her name is," Zoey hisses. "Or yours. Because now," she says, lifting up the front of her shirt to put her tattooed stomach on display and licking her lips, "it's lunch."<</if>><<if $sunnyRel < 2>> She's closing in fast, and you don't like your odds if she manages to get her hands on you. Your only chance is probably to make a break for it before she gets the opportunity.<</if>>\ <<else>>\ You don't get far before you notice someone else in the lobby staring you down and come to a stop. She immediately puts you on edge, and you start to worry that other girl had been telling the truth about a dangerous junior being on the hunt. You think of turning back and heading the other way, but she's already locked onto you. "More fresh meat already? Must be my lucky day," the girl laughs, starting to come towards you. Zoey, you're pretty sure the girl in the hall earlier had called her. "Didn't get scared off by the other snack that ran, huh? That's good, the stupid ones are more fun." "Hey, uh, I'm just trying to head to the dining hall..." you say, starting to back away. Now that she's closing in, you get a better look at her. She's a fairly chunky blonde with her hair tied back in a messy ponytail. She's wearing a slanted mauve tank top that leaves a good amount of her practically pot-bellied midriff exposed. Her face is intimidating--dark lipstick, a nose ring, and unsettling eyes. They're mostly a deep blue, but large patches of light brown cut in on both of her irises. "Ha, but you're already right where you need to be for lunch!" she says with a menacing grin. She licks her lips and lifts up the front of her shirt to put her stomach on display. This reveals a new, disturbing detail you hadn't noticed: she has a sizeable array of tally marks tattooed on her belly. "I even saved you a seat."<<if $sunnyRel < 2>> She's closing in fast, and you can tell this isn't someone you want to be messing with. If she gets her hands on you, you don't see yourself making it out. Your only chance is probably to make a break for it before she gets the opportunity.<</if>>\ <</if>> <<if $sunnyRel > 1>><<if $eatenByZoeyMulti and $ateAshley>><<else>>"Oh put that thing away, Zo, no one wants to see your flabby gut," a new voice cuts in. Relief washes over you as you recognize the voice, and spot your sunglass-clad savior quickly approaching from behind Zoey. "What the hell do you want, Sunny? I'm busy," Zoey growls, letting go of her shirt and clenching her fists. She keeps her eyes locked on you, not giving Sunny any attention until she steps out between the two of you. <<if _zoeySunny>>"Yeah, busy //stealing my lunch// from what I can see. I thought we went over this the other day, I've got dibs on this one," she says, stepping closer to you and putting her hands on her hips. "Hah, you weren't even at the party bitch<<if !$trialParticipant>>, and neither was she<</if>>," Zoey says, scowling. "I knew it was bullshit the first time, you just like to make friends with the food." "Yeah well sometimes plans don't work out, I'm getting around to eating her //now// instead," Sunny says. "So go ahead and find someone else, I'll take things from here." "You know what? Prove it then," Zoey sneers. "Eat her right now."<<else>>"Yeah, busy //stealing my lunch// from what I can see. I've got dibs on this one," she says, stepping closer to you and putting one hand on her hip. She brings the other up to her mouth as if it would block you from hearing her. "She dissed the shades, you understand," she tells Zoey, not even close to whispering. "Huh!?" you blurt out. From the angle you're at you're able to notice Sunny glance over and wink at you behind her glasses. "So go ahead and find someone else, I'll take things from here," she continues. "Bull. Shit." Zoey says, narrowing her eyes. "I know you, bitch, you're just making friends with the food again." She grins. "So you know what? Prove it to me. Eat her right now."<</if>> "Alright, bet," Sunny says without missing a beat. She immediately turns, grabs your shoulders, and pulls your head down into her waiting mouth. You're stunned at first as you find yourself plunged into Sunny's warm, slick insides. Your shoulders are already being squeezed into her throat by the time the thought of potentially objecting to her method of "rescue" crosses your mind, but by now there's nothing you could do even if you wanted. She gulps you down with expert efficiency, grabbing your waist and lifting you up overhead as soon as she starts needing to bend over. In no time at all, you find yourself sealed off from the outside world and curling up into the slimy confines. You feel Sunny lean forward a little and seem to shift up onto her toes. "//*UUURRRRP*// Proof enough?" Sunny chuckles, bouncing back to a normal standing position. She gives her belly a gentle smack. "Thanks for being so reasonable for once Zo, see you in class tomorrow!" "You better watch yourself, Sunny..." you faintly hear Zoey hiss, her voice muffled by Sunny's flesh. "You know you're not the threat you used to be." Sunny seems to ignore her, walking off down the hall, your whole world gently bouncing with every step. <</if>>\ [[Continue->Between Classes- Rescued By Sunny]]\ <<else>>\ <<link "Stand your ground against her">><<set $preyName to "dumb">><<goto [[Between Classes- Eaten by Zoey]] >><</link>> <<if $eatenByZoeyMulti and $ateAshley>>\ <<link "Taunt her before fleeing">><<set $preyName to "taunt">><<goto [[Between Classes- Eaten by Zoey]] >><</link>> <<link "Get the hell out of here">> <<set _checkType to "prey">> <<set _baseline to 15>> <<set _modifier to 5>> <<include "voreCheck">> <<if _swallow>> <<set $preyName to "run">> <<goto "Between Classes- Eaten by Zoey">> <<else>> <<set $stamina -= 30>> <<replace "#choice">>\ Not liking your odds under the current circumstances, you take off running back towards the main hall before she's close enough to grab you. You hear an outraged grunt behind you, and the clear sounds that she's giving chase. "GET BACK HERE!" she shouts, hot on your heels. "YOU'RE MINE!" You keep running, pushing yourself to move as quickly as you possibly can, not daring to look back or slow down for even a moment. Your heart feels like it's going to beat out of your chest and you're practically gasping for breath already. Behind you, Zoey also seems to be struggling to keep up the pace. You push on around the corner in desperation, heading down toward the dorms. "YOU... BELONG... IN MY GUT..!" Zoey screeches behind you, still not far behind. You hear her grunt, followed by the terrifying feeling of her fingers scraping your back. But, she doesn't manage to get a proper grip, and you hear her stumble to the ground behind you. She lets out another outraged roar. "YOU CAN'T RUN FOREVER!" @@color:yellowgreen;You managed to escape.@@ You don't reply or slow down, sprinting all the way upstairs, pushing yourself until you finally have no choice but to pause unless you want your legs to give out. You're halfway across the bridge to Lampton, no sign of Zoey behind you. Between your panting as you try to catch your breath, you breathe a sigh of relief. Somehow, you managed to evade her again. Once you've reasonably recovered, you continue on your way to lunch. [[Head to lunch->September 5th- Lunch]]\ <</replace>> <</if>> <</link>>\ <<else>>\ <<link "Taunt her before fleeing">> <<set _checkType to "prey">> <<set _baseline to 15>> <<set _modifier to 5>> <<include "voreCheck">> <<if _swallow>> <<set $preyName to "taunt">> <<goto "Between Classes- Eaten by Zoey">> <<else>> <<set $stamina -= 20>> <<replace "#choice">>\ You can't help yourself, and decide you have to get a word in before making your escape. "Wow, is //that// really your total? I thought you were supposed to be good," you say with a grin, gesturing to the tally marks on her belly. She immediately lets go of her shirt and clenches both hands into fists. <<if $eatenByZoeyMulti>>"Oh you're //dead// you little smartass!" she growls, lunging forward. You narrowly avoid her grasp, diving to the side as she plows into the wall behind you. She gives an outraged grunt. "No friend to help you now! GET BACK WHERE YOU BELONG!" "Sorry, but I've got better places to be!" you say, starting to run back towards the main hall. "And I want my shorts back some day by the way, creep!" "GET BACK HERE!" she roars, hot on your heels. "YOU'RE MINE!" You keep running, pushing yourself to move as quickly as you possibly can, not daring to look back or slow down for even a moment. Your heart feels like it's going to beat out of your chest and you're practically gasping for breath already. Behind you, Zoey also seems to be struggling to keep up the pace, and you can hear her starting to fall behind. You push on around the corner in desperation, heading down toward the dorms. "You can't run forever! You belong to my gut!" you hear her shout behind you, seeming to have given up on the chase.<<else>>"Come add another mark then, if you're so unimpressed," Zoey growls, lunging forward with a scowl. You narrowly avoid her grasp, diving to the side as she plows into the wall behind you. She gives an outraged grunt. "Get back here, lunch!" Not willing to test your luck and further, you take off running back towards the main hall. You can hear her giving chase, but as you continue to put everything you've got into fleeing you hear her start to fall behind. She gives an incoherent roar as you manage to slip away.<</if>> @@color:yellowgreen;You managed to escape.@@ You don't slow down or dare to taunt her again, sprinting all the way upstairs<<if $eatenByZoeyMulti>>, pushing yourself until you finally have no choice but to pause unless you want your legs to give out. You're halfway across the bridge to Lampton, no sign of Zoey behind you.<<else>> and partway across the bridge to Lampton. Zoey seemed to have given up on the chase a while ago, but you made sure to put some distance between you just in case.<</if>> Between your panting as you try to catch your breath, you breathe a sigh of relief. Somehow, you managed to evade her<<if $eatenByZoeyMulti>> again<</if>>. Once you've reasonably recovered, you continue on your way to lunch. [[Head to lunch->September 5th- Lunch]]<<set $metZoey to true>>\ <</replace>> <</if>> <</link>> <<link "Get the hell out of here">><<replace "#choice">>\ <<set $stamina -= 25>>Not liking your odds under the current circumstances, you take off running back towards the main hall before she's close enough to grab you. You hear an annoyed grunt behind you<<if $eatenByZoeyMulti>>, and the clear sounds that she's giving chase. "GET BACK HERE!" she roars, hot on your heels. "YOU'RE MINE!" You keep running, pushing yourself to move as quickly as you possibly can, not daring to look back or slow down for even a moment. Your heart feels like it's going to beat out of your chest and you're practically gasping for breath already. Behind you, Zoey also seems to be struggling to keep up the pace, and you can hear her starting to fall behind. You push on around the corner in desperation, heading down toward the dorms. "You can't run forever! You belong to my gut!" you hear her shout behind you, seeming to have given up on the chase.<<else>>, and she seems to give chase. <<if $ateAshley>>"Ha! Some 'champion', running away like a little baby," she sneers from behind you. From the sounds of it, you're outpacing her despite her taunting. "Get back here!"<<elseif $metZoey>>"Ugh, get back here!" she growls from behind you. From the sounds of it, you're managing to outpace her. "No matter how fast you run, you're always going to be mine!"<<else>>"Ugh, everyone has so much fucking energy today!" she grunts from behind you. From the sounds of it, you're managing to outpace her. "Get back here, lunch!"<</if>><</if>> You don't reply or slow down, sprinting all the way upstairs<<if $eatenByZoeyMulti>>, pushing yourself until you finally have no choice but to pause unless you want your legs to give out. You're halfway across the bridge to Lampton, no sign of Zoey behind you.<<else>> and partway across the bridge to Lampton. Zoey seemed to have given up on the chase a while ago, but you made sure to put some distance between you just in case.<</if>> Between your panting as you try to catch your breath, you breathe a sigh of relief. Somehow, you managed to evade her<<if $eatenByZoeyMulti>> again<</if>>. Once you've reasonably recovered, you continue on your way to lunch. [[Head to lunch->September 5th- Lunch]]<<set $metZoey to true>>\ <</replace>><</link>><</if>><</if>>

/* Temp varaibles for this dead end: $preyName is "dumb" if you stood your ground, "taunt" if you taunted, and "ran" if you tried to run but she was mega pissed */<> <<set _zoeyAnger to 0>> <<if $eatenByZoeyMulti and $ateAshley>><<set _zoeyAnger to 2>> <<elseif $eatenByZoeyMulti>><<set _zoeyAnger to 1>><</if>> <>\ /* intro */<<if $preyName is "dumb">>\ <<if _zoeyAnger is 2>>\ Maybe it would be smarter to try and run, but if Zoey is this determined to have a go at you, you decide that you'd rather take a stand against her now. At this point it looks like you'll have no choice but to deal with her eventually, so if you can show her that you're not to be messed with... You take a stance, squaring up to her and trying to push down your feelings of nervousness. "Just you and me, huh? Sounds perfect to me. Let's do this," you tell her, holding her gaze. Half a second later, you start to deeply regret your show of bravado, seeing Zoey snort like a bull and charge at you, the look in her eyes making your instincts scream at you to flee. But she's moved in far too close for you to manage that now, and the hefty blonde just muscles through your attempts to guard yourself, grabbing you and lifting you up without slowing down.\ <<elseif _zoeyAnger is 1>>\ But you don't feel like backing down. <<if $emmaRel > 1>>This psycho tried to eat your <<if $emmaRel > 4>>Emma--your //roommate//<<elseif $emmaRel > 2>>friend<<else>>roommate<</if>>, you can't let her think she can push you around. Or see you're scared, even if you are. <<elseif $totalPrey > 3>>Your count might not be quite as high as hers, but you've been putting plenty of girls away yourself, and playing second fiddle to some weird-eyed junior isn't what you signed on for when you came here. Better to show her who's boss. <</if>>You got out of her once, you can do it again. "Just try it," you tell her, clenching your fists. "If you feel like heaving your guts out a second time, anyway..." "You are //such// a stupid little shit," Zoey hisses, eyes flaring with anger. "And that's //all// you're gonna be once my gut is done with you." She lunges forward, and with you not even trying to get out of the way she gets a hold on you easily.\ <<else>>\ <<if $ateAshley>>\ Even if things didn't go well at the party for the girl Zoey caught, you've proved you're better than her. You beat them all, you escaped Zoey, you even digested a junior! Sure, Zoey did //seem// scary the other night, but maybe you can take her. "You can try, but you're not going to have any better luck than you did at the party," you tell her confidently. That just makes Zoey grin, a look of bemused surprise in her eyes, and she gives a short laugh. "Oh, //this// is funny. Fresh meat thinks that she's hot shit now that she won Maeve's stupid contest?" She shakes her head, still grinning at you. "Well, I've got no problem showing you your //real// place." She makes a grab for you, her fingers clutching tight and vicelike on your arm. You try to shake her off, but find to your alarm that there's no breaking her grip. Zoey is stronger than she looks, and quickly moves to take you down.\ <<else>>\ On the other hand, why run away when you can try to fight back? <<if $eatenByErika>>You've gotten out of one junior before. <</if>> How bad could Zoey really be? You ball your fists at your sides and show her a fierce glare, not backing down. "Do your worst, I'm not afraid of you!" "Then I wasn't wrong about you being a //stupid// one," Zoey laughs, advancing on you. "Doesn't matter, you'll fill me out the same either way..." With a wicked grin, she lunges forward like a charging bull, faster than you were expecting, and gets a rough grip on your shoulders.\ <</if>><</if>>\ <<elseif $preyName is "taunt">>\ <<if _zoeyAnger is 2>>\ Whether you're feeling brave or just reckless, you can't resist getting a parting shot in before you run for it. <<if $fat < 30>>"Why don't you waddle over and try it, if you're feeling lucky this time? Maybe you wouldn't be zero for two if you took a jog every once in a--"<<else>>"Oh, so you think I'm your lunch? Then it's pretty funny how you've //lost// your lunch twice over now," you tell her, grinning. "The time you lost me and Emma must have really sucked, your floor ended up //covered// with--"<</if>> Your taunt dies on your lips as Zoey all but leaps towards you, arm outstretched with a hand grasping for your face. With how much of a grudge she had against you already, maybe it would have been best to save your breath for running. Unfortunately, this thought crosses your mind just as she grabs you by the neck and pushes you back towards the wall.\ <<else>>\ You can't help yourself, and decide you have to get a word in before making your escape. "Wow, is //that// really your total? I thought you were supposed to be good," you say with a grin, gesturing to the tally marks on her belly. She immediately lets go of her shirt and clenches both hands into fists. <<if _zoeyAnger is 1>>\ "Oh you're //dead// you little smartass!" she growls, lunging forward. You try and dodge away, but as you sidestep her hand you feel a tug on the back of your top and you're stopped short, stumbling as you attempt to pull free. She's not letting you go so easily, however, and her hand clamps down in a tight grip on your shoulder. "Yeah, //that's// right," Zoey sneers, voice dripping with malice. "Since you were too stupid to learn it the first time around, time to show you just how good I //really// am."\ <<else>>\ "Come add another mark then, if you're so unimpressed," Zoey growls, lunging forward with a scowl. You dive to one side to get out of her way... or try to, anyway. You weren't expecting her to move so fast, and though you manage to evade her grasp, your foot and hers are entangled and both of you land hard, Zoey hitting the wall and you faceplanting on the ground. By the time you've scrambled back to your feet, she's shaking her head and staring daggers at you, one hand reaching out to come at you again. This time, you can't quite slip out of her grip, and she chuckles with a feral grin as she stares you down. "Good enough for you, food?" Zoey sneers at you, moving in.<</if>> @@color:orange;You have been overpowered.@@<</if>>\ <<else>>\ Not liking your odds under the current circumstances, you take off running back towards the main hall before she's close enough to grab you. You hear an outraged grunt behind you, and the clear sounds that she's giving chase. "GET BACK HERE!" she shouts, hot on your heels. "YOU'RE MINE!" You keep running, pushing yourself to move as quickly as you possibly can, not daring to look back or slow down for even a moment. Your heart feels like it's going to beat out of your chest and you're practically gasping for breath already. Behind you, Zoey also seems to be struggling to keep up the pace. You push on around the corner in desperation, heading down toward the dorms. "YOU... BELONG... IN MY GUT..!" Zoey screeches behind you, still not far behind. Your heart rate spikes as you feel hands scraping at your back, before you're yanked back by a grip on your top, panic flooding your brain. @@color:orange;You have been overpowered.@@ "GOT YOU, BITCH!" Zoey roars in triumph, swinging you around to face her and shoving you back into a wall. Her hands move to clutch at your throat as she pants for breath, chest heaving. "Now," she growls, showing you a murderous glare, "this time you're //not// going to get away."\ <</if>>/* end of intro */ /* swallowing */<<if _zoeyAnger is 2>>\ Zoey slams you back against the wall, gripping you by the throat like she's going to choke the life out of you before she swallows you. Seething with hatred in her eyes, she presses her face up to yours and opens her mouth wide, engulfing your face, her teeth scraping over your cheeks as she shoves you in. As you desperately try to push her off, she grabs a fistful of your hair and yanks it. //Hard.// Your yell of pain echoes around her gullet as Zoey pins you to the wall with her body, her bare potbelly squishing against you to hold you tight. She lets go of your hair as your head is pulled in and wrenches your right arm behind your back, dragging it up into a position that makes you wince. With a grip on your arm and your side, Zoey starts to hoist you farther up into her jaws, teeth catching and gripping you with each swallow she takes <<if $totalEscaped > 1>>in a way no one else who's eaten you bothered with<</if>>. As her lips crest over your collarbone and reach your breasts, she relinquishes your arm and thrusts a hand under your top and bra, pinching and twisting your nipple to send another jolt of pain through your mind. You cry out in her throat as she forces your chest into her mouth, continuing down your body with more forceful gulps. Each of your arms is shoved between her lips, the junior cramming you down with no intention of stopping to taste. Once she's swallowed you up to your calves, teeth biting into your ankles with your feet all that remain hanging outside her body, you can feel two sharp tugs as first one, then both of your shoes are pulled off your feet. With one final gulp, she finishes you off, leaving you stunned in her stomach. "//*URRRP*//. And that's the way it goes," Zoey hisses, breathing hard. "Just try not to melt too fast in there. I don't plan on being done with you for a //long// time." A crushing pain drives home her words as pressure forces in on you from all sides, your teeth clenching in pain before she lets go. "You better not disappoint me, lunch. The more you let me down, the worse your friend is gonna get it, later."\ <<elseif _zoeyAnger is 1>>\ Zoey shoves you down to the ground, your head hitting the floor with a crack that darkens your vision and makes you see stars. Briefly dazed by the hit, you can do little to resist as she moves forward and pulls back her arm only to press her potbelly over your face, the squishy mass smothering your mouth and nose. You start to panic, frantically trying to shove her off but to no avail. You can hear and //feel// her stomach growling and gurgling against you, now, and the black tally marks are all you can see on the expanse of her pale gut. "//This// is where you're going back to, fresh meat. Where you //belong//," she hisses, grabbing your wrists and holding your arms down to put a stop to your struggling. "And once I've churned you up and flushed you down, your little friend's next on the menu. Don't worry, I'll be sure to show her just what happened to you first. Then she'll be along to join you on my waist..." Your vision is starting to go dark at the corners before she pulls her gut off of you, but you only have enough space to take a breath before she yanks your hands above your head and shoves them into her mouth, teeth clamping down on your forearms and sending a jolt of pain through you. Her swallows pulling you up into a semblance of a sitting position, Zoey reaches down for your top and, with an impressive amount of force, tears it nearly in half, letting the ruined cloth flutter to the floor. You yelp as she grabs at your bra and pulls it off as well, dropping it to the ground as your chest is bared for her to see. A couple chuckles vibrate around your arms as she slurps more of them down, forced to bend at the elbows and fold up in her throat as your head is tugged up to her lips. Then she reaches down to the waistband of your <<if ($outfit is "uniform") or ($outfit is "light")>>skirt<<else>>shorts<</if>> and drags both your bottoms and panties down your legs. "H-hey, what the fuck!" you protest, eyes going wide. But Zoey's own eyes are hungry and merciless as she growls around your arms. You crane your neck around searching for someone who could help, but the secretary's desk is empty and the only girls you can see are booking it in the other direction. And you don't have long to look before another wet gulp sounds out and your vision is engulfed in darkness, her tongue assaulting your face. She grabs your now bare ass in a double-handed grip and hoists you up higher, swallowing again to send your head and shoulders sliding down her throat. Your breasts are next to fill her mouth on your trip down, and though her licks are still enough to make you squirm uncomfortably, thankfully she doesn't pay them much attention and instead continues to quickly devour you. Your hands press down with a soft splash into her stomach acids as her swallows reach your hips, and after a hard smack to your rear she slurps it in, pulling in your thighs shortly after. "//*UURRRRP*//. Yeah, //there// we go," Zoey says with a satisfaction that's clear even from inside her gut. "And there's not a chance you're getting out this time. You and blue-sandal just got lucky, I wanted to enjoy my double so I took it easy on you two. But..." There's a sudden, painful pressure constricting you as her arms wrap tight around your form and squeeze. "This time, you are gonna //die//," she hisses, voice full of menace.\ <<else>>\ She bears down on you, forcing you down to the ground. A gasp bursts from your lungs as you slam into the floor. While you're struggling to recover, Zoey scoots a leg over your midriff and straddles your waist, making you grunt from her weight. She grasps you by both shoulders and tugs you up into a sitting position, staring you down with a toothy grin. The blonde leans in and drags her tongue in a wet trail up your cheek, chuckling lowly as you cringe away from her touch. "I've had better, but <<if $fat > 34>>at least you'll be filling<<elseif $breastSize > 34>>you've got enough //here// to make up for it<<else>>you'll do for a snack<</if>>," she taunts<<if $fat > 34>>, reaching down and squeezing the layer of chub on your midriff<<elseif $breastSize > 34>>, sliding a hand down to grope your right breast<</if>>. With that, she opens her jaws wide and pulls your head into her drooling maw, bathing your face in saliva as she greedily licks you over. She swiftly gulps you in down to your shoulders, her hands busy <<if $breastSize > 34>>sliding over your back underneath your top and unfastening your bra, the garment fluttering free as her fingers brush over your bare chest.<<elseif $fat > 34>> tugging down your <<if ($outfit is "uniform") or ($outfit is "light")>>skirt<<else>>shorts<</if>>, giving your panties a painful yank before dragging them off of your plump hips.<<else>>yanking a sneaker off your foot, your protesting kicks not doing anything to deter her.<</if>> You try to grab at her arms to slow her down but she shoves your hands away with effortless strength and wraps an arm around to pin them to your body, continuing to swallow you down with quick, powerful gulps. Your arms are quickly forced into her mouth and compressed into her tight throat, head pushing through the squishy tunnel of flesh and into an open cavern, which you can already hear growling as it awaits you. Zoey continues to swallow you down, slathering your chest and midriff in eager licks from her tongue. She's a messy eater, enough so that you can feel droplets of drool splattering your legs below. Even with her savoring your flavor, your predator packs the rest of you into her in hardly any time at all, sending your legs down to join the rest of you now curling up inside her belly. "//*UURRRRP*//. Ahh, not bad," you hear Zoey's muffled voice remark. You feel her pat your back through her belly as her stomach wraps tighter around you. "I could still go for seconds, but looks like everyone else was smart enough to scram. <<if $preyName is "dumb">>You really should have done that, fresh meat.<<else>>But one more tally's enough for now, don't you think, food?<</if>>" "Go ahead and squirm all you want," she tells you. She starts to walk, tremors shaking through your prison with every step. "This is only going to end one way for you, now..."\ <</if>>/* end swallowing */ /*post swallow */You can feel that Zoey is on the move, your confines wobbling slightly with each step she takes. If she's not focused on keeping you trapped, that gives you a better chance to escape than you'd have otherwise. With that in mind, you start to struggle with everything you've got, shoving against the slimy walls trapping you, punching and kicking and writhing around. You even try the heartbeat maneuver that Professor Slate told you about in class, straining with both arms and legs to try and stretch out the stomach. None of it seems to help. Zoey's stomach is clearly both resilient and experienced at holding prey in place, you realize with a sinking feeling, and even your efforts to expand her gut to irritate it are to no avail. When you try it, Zoey's stomach walls crush inward upon you to bring your struggles to a halt, squeezing painfully tight<<if _zoeyAnger is 2>> in the same sensation she'd inflicted right after swallowing you<</if>>. "Weak food like you doesn't stand a chance against my gut," Zoey taunts, letting out a small burp. <<if _zoeyAnger is 2>>You can feel a pressure on your back squeezing hard as her fingers grab a handful of your skin through the stomach wall, dull pricks of pain from her nails digging in. "You still don't get how //pathetic// you are compared to me. You ever getting out of me was a fluke. All that you're good for is to be my food, and now you're right back where you should be."<<elseif _zoeyAnger is 1>>"You ever getting out of me was a fluke. All that you're good for is to be my food, and now you're right back where you should be."<</if>> Bubbling acids are rising around you as she walks, submerging your back and making your skin itch and sting wherever they touch. Tired from struggling and pausing a moment to catch your breath, you hear an unmistakable moan from Zoey. <<if _zoeyAnger is 2>>"It's a great feeling, knowing you're gonna be broken down to bits like you deserve," she growls.<<elseif _zoeyAnger is 1>>"Mm~, maybe not //all// you're good for. Keep it up, I //love// feeling ‘em squirming around like that..."<<else>>"Keep it up, I //love// feeling ‘em squirming around like that..."<</if>> You try to gather your strength as Zoey's gut starts to shake more, punctuated with muffled grumbles about stairs from outside, but you're not feeling so hot about your chances at this point. She's shown no signs of wearing down or coming close to throwing you up, all you seem to be doing is turning her on. Her stomach is gurgling more around you as she goes, fluids continuing to pour out and fill your acid bath, noxious fumes swirling around you that make you nauseous with every breath. There's a creaking noise from outside and you can feel yourself abruptly swivel around, Zoey letting out a pleased sigh. <<if _zoeyAnger > 0>>A crushing weight slams down onto you and squishes you flat, and with a wince you quickly realize that she's laying on top of her gut. "Go on and melt down inside me now, meat. I want to feel all your pathetic squirms until you're gone..."<<else>>You can feel a hand rubbing in small circles over your form, and Zoey lets out another audible moan. "What are you waiting for, lunch? I told you to keep squirming. Don't tell me you gave up already, are you really that weak?" She punctuates her words with a small slap that makes your surroundings vibrate.<</if>> <<if $ateAshley>>\ Panic rises in your chest, unsure of what you could possible do in this situation. <<if _zoeyAnger is 2>>She clearly really wants you dead, and your struggles so far haven't been doing you any good<<else>>Your struggles haven't done much yet, but right now she doesn't seem as focused on you as she could be<</if>>... though it does seem like she's enjoying how you've //been// struggling quite a bit. If you keep on making her feel good, maybe there's a chance she'd be willing to let you go. <<if $matildaPleasured>>It worked with Matilda, at least. <</if>>And even if that doesn't work, you could at least distract her enough that it might lower her guard. Another idea does come to mind, after what you saw at the party. From what you saw of her and Maeve, Zoey seemed pretty intimidated by the school's self-proclaimed queen. <<if ($samRel > 1) and ($samInfo1 is 2)>>Not to mention you're friends with that same queen's sister. <</if>>Maybe there's some way you could use that, to try and get Zoey to let you go... \ <<link "Keep struggling how she wants">><<replace "#choice">>\ It's not the most pleasing idea, but you think your best option is to keep on struggling in the way that gets Zoey going. You start shoving against the unforgiving walls of her stomach again, pushing out with your hands, feet, and elbows, writhing around and arching your back against the walls. <<if _zoeyAnger is 0>>"Like this?" you ask.<</if>> "//Mm//, yeah, that's it," Zoey hums, a low chuckle rumbling around you a second later. "Most of my food's not so cooperative, but I don't mind. If you know your place, just keep on filling me up and letting my gut //fuck// you." You keep it up, trying not to put too much effort in to save some to escape, but you can feel yourself growing more tired especially with how you're splashing and moving your limbs through the rising acids. "//That's// right. Struggle," Zoey groans, and you're starting to hear a muted panting alongside her words. "Fight all you want, you're //nothing// compared to my gut. //Squirm//, you fucking meat!" Starting to feel like this was a bad idea, you don't see much other choice left here but to go for broke and keep on struggling. Who knows what she might do to punish you if you stopped right now. "Mmnn, ahhh~, //fuck// yes. Melt inside me, gurgle away in my gut!" Zoey cries out, and you can feel yourself lifted up off the bed briefly as her back arches before she slams her weight back down<<if _zoeyAnger is 1>> on top of you<</if>>. "I don't suppose there's any chance you could let me go now?" you ask once it sounds like she's done. "Haah... haah... are you serious?" Zoey lets out a cackle, and you feel a rough shove from outside. "Why the hell would I //ever// let food out of me? All I want from you is to digest and die, like any good little lunch should. So go ahead and do that, now. I can still keep enjoying you for a while longer~." "You-!" Teeth clenched, you throw everything you have left into one more attempt to escape her, pummeling her and shoving upwards as best you can. But with how you've been struggling, you just don't have enough energy to put in a concerted effort, and all you have to show for your efforts is a small burp that escapes her mouth. You sag down, worn out and defeated, and feel the acids starting to rise over your head as Zoey taunts you once more. "That's all I can get out of you, huh, lunch? Go ahead and digest for real, then. I've got the perfect spot to put your trophy up when you're done." <<include "Life Lost">>\ <</replace>><</link>> <<link "Threaten her with Maeve">><<replace "#choice">>\ "Let me out!" you call to Zoey, teeth clenched. "Why would I want to do that?" Zoey replies, a sneer in her voice. <<if _zoeyAnger is 0>>"Food only goes one way through me, and that's //into// my gut, not back out."<<else>>"You're exactly where you should be right now, it's past time that you got packed away like the food you are."<</if>> "Let me go, or I'll... tell Maeve about this!" you insist, trying to sound confident rather than like an elementary schooler threatening to tattle. Zoey falls silent. "What the hell do you have to do with Maeve?" she asks in a low voice, an edge to her words. <<if $samInfo1 < 2>>\ "I... uh..." You flounder briefly, wondering if you could have thought this through better. "Well, I won her party, like you said before! She wouldn't want you eating the freshman champion..." "You stupid little fresh meat," Zoey growls, and you gasp out in pain as you can feel her arms crushing inwards on you. "You really think anyone gives a shit about you as anything other than a snack? You're //nothing//, not to me and especially not to Queen Bitch." She lets up on the pressure for a second, but she isn't finished talking. "And I don't give a shit about her, or her stupid rules. She doesn't own me," Zoey spits, voice tinged with venom, as she starts to press inward on you again. "But I own //you//. Right now, you're the property of my gut. And for the next few hours, you're gonna see just how idiotic it was to think you could EVER threaten me..." Zoey makes good on that promise, your cries and pleas only spurring her on to do more as her acids slowly boil away at your flesh. By the time you finally black out, unconsciousness is a relief, and so is what comes after. <<include "Life Lost">>\ <<else>>\ "I happen to be best friends with her sister!" you shout. "And I know she wouldn't like this at all. As soon as I tell her what you did, you're going to--//AAH//!" You cry out in pain as Zoey grabs you tight once again and starts crushing you, arms wrapped tight around your body and pressing you in. Her breath comes in harsh pants as she keeps up the pressure, merciless in her efforts to put you down. She doesn't let up until long after you've blacked out from the overpowering pressure, letting out a satisfied grunt as she lets go of your stewing form. "Maeve's not ever going to find out a damn thing about this. Pesky little shit." <<include "Life Lost">>\ <</if>>\ <</replace>><</link>>\ <<else>>\ Panic rises in your chest, unsure of what you could possible do in this situation. <<if _zoeyAnger is 2>>She clearly really wants you dead, and your struggles so far haven't been doing you any good<<else>>Your struggles haven't done much yet, but right now she doesn't seem as focused on you as she could be<</if>>... though it does seem like she's enjoying how you've //been// struggling quite a bit. If you keep on making her feel good, maybe there's a chance she'd be willing to let you go. <<if $matildaPleasured>>It worked with Matilda, at least. <</if>>And even if that doesn't work, you could at least distract her enough that it might lower her guard. It's not the most pleasing idea, but seeing how outmatched you are you think your best option is to keep on struggling in the way that gets Zoey going. You start shoving against the unforgiving walls of her stomach again, pushing out with your hands, feet, and elbows, writhing around and arching your back against the walls. <<if _zoeyAnger is 0>>"Like this?" you ask.<</if>> "//Mm//, yeah, that's it," Zoey hums, a low chuckle rumbling around you a second later. "Most of my food's not so cooperative, but I don't mind. If you know your place, just keep on filling me up and letting my gut //fuck// you." You keep it up, trying not to put too much effort in to save some to escape, but you can feel yourself growing more tired especially with how you're splashing and moving your limbs through the rising acids. "//That's// right. Struggle," Zoey groans, and you're starting to hear a muted panting alongside her words. "Fight all you want, you're //nothing// compared to my gut. //Squirm//, you fucking meat!" Starting to feel like this was a bad idea, you don't see much other choice left here but to go for broke and keep on struggling. Who knows what she might do to punish you if you stopped right now. "Mmnn, ahhh~, //fuck// yes. Melt inside me, gurgle away in my gut!" Zoey cries out, and you can feel yourself lifted up off the bed briefly as her back arches before she slams her weight back down<<if _zoeyAnger is 1>> on top of you<</if>>. "I don't suppose there's any chance you could let me go now?" you ask once it sounds like she's done. "Haah... haah... are you serious?" Zoey lets out a cackle, and you feel a rough shove from outside. "Why the hell would I //ever// let food out of me? All I want from you is to digest and die, like any good little lunch should. So go ahead and do that, now. I can still keep enjoying you for a while longer~." "You-!" Teeth clenched, you throw everything you have left into one more attempt to escape her, pummeling her and shoving upwards as best you can. But with how you've been struggling, you just don't have enough energy to put in a concerted effort, and all you have to show for your efforts is a small burp that escapes her mouth. You sag down, worn out and defeated, and feel the acids starting to rise over your head as Zoey taunts you once more. "That's all I can get out of you, huh, lunch? Go ahead and digest for real, then. I've got the perfect spot to put your trophy up when you're done." <<include "Life Lost">>\ <</if>>

<<set $day5LunchSamAndLeila to true>>Happy to have someone to sit with<<if $day4BreakfastSam>>, and excited to see Sam with someone other than you after how she was yesterday<</if>>, you decide to sit with the two of them. You hurry over to the buffet line to get yourself some food first, unfortunately finding that you're too early for them to have put out anything new for lunch yet. So, you fix yourself some more leftover waffles from breakfast, opting for the blueberry ones this time to mix it up, and head over to the table. <<if $leilaRel < 0>>\ As you get close, however, you freeze and start to reconsider. Now that you've gotten a better look at her, you recognize the girl who's sitting with Sam as Leila: <<if $eatenByLeila>>The girl who swallowed you after you rescued Mina from her<<else>>The girl who tried to eat Mina in the ambush on Monday<</if>>. There's no opportunity for you to change your mind, however, because Sam finally notices you standing there. "Oh, hey $name<<if !$day4BreakfastSam and ($day3HuntSam is "none")>>, long time no see<</if>>!" she says, waving you over. "Hey, how's it going?" you say, sitting down across from them and giving Leila a nervous glance. "Oh, this is Leila, she's a friend," Sam says, noticing your hesitation. "Well, she's also a sophomore so maybe you should be a little worried, I know how wimpy you are," she adds with a grin. <<if $leilaRel is -1>>Leila is squinting at you and tapping her cheek. "I swear I know you from somewhere..." she says, frowning a little. "But you weren't at club..." "Uh, no, I don't think so," you quickly reply. "Eh, well, whatever," Leila says with a shrug.<<else>>Leila gives you a puzzled look for a moment, then glares. "Hey, I remember you," she says, sitting up straighter and putting her hands on the table. "You're that freshman that ruined the massacre for me!" "Uh, look, I kind of //didn't// want to get digested, or for my friend to get eaten either, I don't think you can be mad at me for that. It wasn't anything personal," you say, scooting away from the table a bit. "Ugh, but I was gonna have such a nice time, just relaxing with an easy meal..." she pouts, relaxing again but still glaring at you. "//*Pfft*//, you lost //$name//," Sam says with a laugh. "Come on, //I// could handle her if I wanted, I thought you were supposed to be a big bad sophomore." Leila crosses her arms and pouts for a second, then cracks a smile and laughs herself. "Yeah I guess it is pretty pathetic, I was just being too lazy about it," she says with a sigh. "Whatever. Maybe I'll try again some day, but fair enough for now."<</if>>\ <<else>>\ "Hey Sam, how's it going?" you say, taking an open seat across from her and the other girl. "I see you found something good for lunch," you joke, nodding at the mystery girl. "Oh hey $name<<if !$day4BreakfastSam and ($day3HuntSam is "none")>>, long time no see!<<else>>,<</if>>" Sam says with a little smirk. "Nah this is Leila, she's cool. Also a sophomore, so I'd be careful since I know how wimpy you are," she says, her smirk growing into a grin. "Yeah I'm big and scary and all that, or whatever," Leila says with a shrug. <<if $metLeila>>Now that you've gotten a good look at her, you realize why she seemed familiar and get put on edge. She's one of the girls that ambushed you on your way back from lunch on Monday... and ate Mina. However, she doesn't seem to recognize you even a little bit, so you're put relatively back at ease for now.<<else>>Now that you're up close you get a better look at her. She's got golden brown skin and matching eyes. Her hair is a very dark black, only coming down slightly lower than her chin but with bangs left so long it completely covers half of her face. She's wearing a dark red beanie and a black tank top with a skull logo on it, along with large headphones hanging around her neck. You're also immediately drawn to the fact that she has several facial piercings: both a ring and a stud in her nose and another ring on her lip.\ <</if>> "And did you say //lunch//?" she says. "This is breakfast. I've been up less than an hour, and I'd rather still be asleep honestly." "Yeah, who wakes up early enough for this to be lunch?" Sam says. "Hey, I didn't decide when my classes are, I //had// to be up," you reply. "It's nice to meet you, I'm $name." "It's whatever," Leila says, giving you a lazy wave. She then yawns and leans forward onto the table, resting her head on her arms.<</if>> "Um, so how did you guys meet?" you ask, <<if $leilaRel < -1>>giving a quick sigh of relief that Sam diffused the situation before <</if>>starting to dig into your food. "We were both at music club yesterday," Sam says. She grins. "We both thought most of it was stupid, it was great." "Yeah Dana tried to do, like, team building, ice breaker bullshit for the first day, it was annoying," Leila says, rolling her eyes. She sits back up so she can eat her food, continuing to talk while she does. "I just wanna talk music, y'know? Luckily Mini-McKenn knew what was up, we were just talking shit in the back for most of it." "You know Maeve's shorter than me, right?" Sam says, lightly hitting her arm. "Bigger ego though," Leila says with a slight grin. Sam laughs. <<if !$metMaeve and ($samInfo1 < 2)>>"Maeve?" you ask, raising an eyebrow. Sam and Leila both give you a blank look. "Have I really not told you about my sister?" Sam says. "And she's, y'know, 'queen of the school' Maeve? You haven't met her?" Leila says. She seems to pout a little as she takes an aggressive bite of a waffle. "One lucky-ass freshman." "Honestly no, I have no idea who that is. Good to know though I guess," you say with a nervous chuckle. <<set $samInfo1 to 2>><<elseif $samInfo1 < 2>>"Hold on..." you say, pausing mid bite. The resemblance just struck you now that the two of them have brought her up like that. "Sam, <<if $samInfo1 is 1>>is //Maeve// your sister<<else>>are you related to Maeve<</if>>?" Leila bursts out laughing for a moment. "Yeah, obviously! Geez, I knew even before Dana blew her cover by using last names doing attendance." "Yeah, have I seriously not told you she's my sister before?" Sam says. "Don't tell me you're gonna run away now or something..." "No, no, that would be silly," you assure her. "Just... new information." "Yeah, if you're going to have a major reaction to that I feel like kissing up to you is the smarter move anyways," Leila chimes in. Then she pauses and seems to consider what she just said. "That's... That's not what I'm doing, just to be clear." "Yeah I know," Sam says with a smirk. "I can already tell you're too lazy to act." <<set $samInfo1 to 2>><<else>>You smile, glad that Sam seems to have found someone else who isn't scared off by her relation to Maeve. <</if>>As you eat, you think about what you want to talk about. The party Emma is planning quickly comes to mind, but since Leila is a sophomore you realize you should probably wait for another time if you're going to invite Sam.<<set $samInfo8 to 1>><<set $metLeila to true>><<set $leilaInfo1 to 1>> \ <<if $ateAshley>><<linkreplace "Brag about being the winner at Maeve's party">><<append "#text">>\ "You know Sam, according to your sister I'm the best of the freshman class," you say with a smug look. "So you've got some catching up to do." "Excuse me?" Sam says, narrowing her eyes and tilting her head to the side a little. "Bullshit, when was this?" "It's true, I even ate a junior," you say with a grin. "Ooohh you got taken to that freshman deathmatch thing didn't you," Leila chimes in<<if $leilaRel < -1>> with a smirk. "Serves you right honestly."<<else>>.<</if>> "Oh, Maeve did tell me she had a party recently with... games," Sam says, looking sheepish. "Uh, sorry you were one of the ones that got grabbed for that, it sounded like a little much to me..." "Eh it wasn't totally awful, I was too drunk to remember clearly but I remember having fun after I won," you say, giving her a reassuring smile. "You know I was in that thing last year and I remember it being pretty bad," Leila says. "Although I got second place so I didn't really get to enjoy the party after. Rach did thanks to me though, and we're kind of friends after that, so I guess it wasn't the worst..."<<set $leilaInfo2 to 1>> "Yeah I mean being named the top of the class is pretty good, probably gets you some street cred," Sam says. "But, uh, doesn't mean anything to me. I know I'm still better." She briefly sticks her tongue out at you. <</append>><<replace "#party">><</replace>><<set $counter += 1>><<if $counter > 1>><<replace "#choice">><</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</if>><</linkreplace>> <<linkreplace "Talk about how insane Maeve's party was">><<append "#text">>\ "So speaking of Maeve..." you say, getting a grumpy look. "I got taken to a very interesting party the other day..." "Oh, the freshman deathmatch thing, right? Yeah I heard they were still doing that," Leila says. "I was in it last year, not a fun time. Especially 'cause I got second place instead of winning...<<if $leilaRel < -1>> You getting brought there was probably deserved karma for messing with me though.<</if>>"<<set $leilaInfo2 to 1>> "O-Oh, you were at that..." Sam says, getting a sheepish look. "Yeah, um, she was telling me about the party the other day, it seemed like a little much to me..." "A little much? She essentially had freshmen battling to the death for her and her friend's amusement. It was super fucked up," you say. "Even my 'prize' for winning was being forcefed and it hurt like a bitch." "Well at least you won?" Sam says with a nervous grin. "It is kinda helpful I think, none of the upperclassmen seemed to bother Bree much last year," Leila chimes in. You aren't very convinced of the upside. "Uh, look, she did tell me that she wasn't the one who //started// that whole thing as a tradition, so don't judge Maeve specifically too harshly..." Sam says. "I'll make sure she knows we're friends..." You want to keep going and point out that Maeve is //still putting it on// even if she didn't come up with the idea, but Sam seems pretty uncomfortable so you let it go and change the subject. <</append>><<replace "#party">><</replace>><<set $counter += 1>><<if $counter > 1>><<replace "#choice">><</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</if>><</linkreplace>> <</if>><<linkreplace "Ask Leila what kind of music she's into">><<append "#text">>\ "So Leila, what kind of music are you into?" you ask. "Oh you don't want to get her--" Sam starts to say. "Oh don't even get me started!" Leila says, immediately perking up. "That's such an impossible question for me. Like, what do you mean 'what kind?' I don't have an answer to that, I just like music!" "Well I mean, like, what's your favorite genre?" you clarify. "How could I choose! So many of them are so good in totally different ways," she says with a grin. "Like, depending on the mood, or the day, hard rock could be what I'm feeling, but then sometimes I'm more feeling EDM, and even a lot of classical stuff is really great..." She continues to ramble about various types of music for a bit while you just nod along and Sam shakes her head, clearly having already gone through this. After a while her rant regains some focus. "Oh, but I do have a favorite artist! You ever heard of Lorelai Rose?" she asks, pulling her shirt forward a little to pull your attention to the logo. It's a skull with a rose behind it and hearts in the eyes, which seems to be vomiting flower petals. "Can't say I have," you reply. "Ugh, you're missing out, she's so good! I think technically her stuff falls under alternative rock, she has this really unique blend of electronic synths with hard rock, god I love it..." Leila gushes. "Plus I just love her as a person. Like, she's funny, gorgeous, has a fantastic voice, and can shred on the guitar. That's like everything I wish I was." "Alright fangirl, take it easy," Sam chuckles. "Hey, no lie: I'd let her eat me if she wanted," Leila says, joining in laughing.<<set $leilaInfo3 to 1>> <</append>><<set $counter += 1>><<if $counter > 1>><<replace "#choice">><</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</if>><</linkreplace>> <<linkreplace "Talk about Leila's piercings">><<append "#text">>\ "So, I'm curious about all your piercings Leila," you say. "I don't think I'd have it in me to get anything other than my ears done." "Oh, you like 'em?" Leila says, poking her nose ring like she'd forgotten it was there. "Well I'm just wondering: why so many? I feel like it would be uncomfortable," you say. "Not judging or anything, just curious," you quickly add. "I just think they look cool I guess," she says with a shrug. "Running out of places to pierce though, I've got a bunch on my ears too." She brushes her hair aside on one side to show you that she's got her ear pierced in three different places. "I got my nipples done over the summer too, but I probably shouldn't show you that right here." "If anyone ever eats you they're going to have trouble with metal detectors for the rest of their life," Sam says with a smirk. "See, I feel like it actually does deter some people from wanting to eat me, it's an added bonus," Leila says. "I've thought about maybe getting my tongue done, but that seems like it might actually be a pain to deal with."<<set $leilaInfo5 to 1>> <</append>><<set $counter += 1>><<if $counter > 1>><<replace "#choice">><</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</if>><</linkreplace>> <<if $minaEnd is "alive">><<linkreplace "Ask about Mina">><<append "#text">>\ "Hey, since you were both in music club, did you see Mina there?" you ask. "She's super short, platinum blonde hair. Please tell me she didn't get eaten." "Haha, yeah she's hard to miss in a crowd," Sam says with a laugh. "She was there, most people seemed to really like her too. I'm just wondering how the hell she got accepted, there's no way someone that tiny is a good predator." <<if $leilaRel is -1>>"I actually saw her way back on Monday and thought the same thing, almost... HEY!" Leila says, suddenly slamming her hand on the table and pointing at you with the other. "I remember now, you're the one that snatched her away from me!" "Y-Yeah, uh, sorry about that but I kinda wanted her to live," you reply.<<else>>"Yeah I thought the exact same thing when I first saw her Monday! Was going to eat her too before //she// stepped in and fucked things up," Leila grumbles. "Again, I'm not going to apologize for not wanting me or a friend to get digested," you say.<</if>> "Ugh, that was my second strike of the massacre, it was such a drag when it was supposed to be great..." Leila mutters. She sighs. "Whatever, I guess I'd want a friend to save me if I was getting eaten..." "But, uh, anyways... you guys aren't gonna eat her right?" you say with a nervous smile. "Nah, it would be //too// easy, she's safe from me," Sam says. "You can relax." "Even though I tried to eat her before, she's safe with me too," Leila says with a sigh, still looking grumpy. Then she gets a very slight smile. "She played piano for us in club and she was //really// good. I can't take that kind of talent away for a snack that wouldn't even be filling." "Yeah she was alright," Sam adds. "Had to get someone to help her bring her keyboard through the halls to the clubroom though, it was hilarious!" You chuckle at Sam's comment, then give a sigh of relief, happy to hear that Mina's doing alright for herself. <</append>><<set $counter += 1>><<if $counter > 1>><<replace "#choice">><</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</if>><</linkreplace>><</if>> The three of you continue talking for a while, enjoying your lunch together. Leila and Sam seem to get along really well.<<if $leilaRel < 0>> Leila isn't as angry at you as you expected her to be, and she seems to be starting to like you a little more.<</if>> Eventually, noon starts to draw near and you remember that you still have another class to get to. Just as you're about to speak up, however, Sam does instead. "Alright, I think we're done here. Me and Leila were gonna head back to my room to hang for a while, you wanna come?" she says, getting to her feet and stretching her arms. "Oh, I have a class right now," you say. "...wait, aren't you //in// that class?" "Yeah but it's a //Survival// class, who cares," Sam says, waving her hand dismissively. "I already know how to survive, and no one's gonna bother me thanks to Maeve anyways. It's a waste of time." \ [[Go hang out with them->September 5th- Hang Out With Sam and Leila]] <<link "Turn her down and go to class">><<replace "#choice2">>"Yeah sorry but I don't think I should be ditching this early on," you say. "Another time." "Alright, whatever nerd," Sam says with a laugh. "Yeah, see ya around nerd," Leila adds. The two of them quickly head off without you, Sam giving you a final wave before taking off for good. <<Leila 1>><<if $samRel < 2>> <<Sam 1>><</if>> [[Head to class->September 5th- Survival]]<</replace>><</link>>

<<Time 12>>You make your way out of the dining hall to get to class, heading upstairs to cross back over to Karbo. <<if $day5LunchSamAndLeila>>You wind up not being that far behind Sam and Leila at first, but they turn and head downstairs after the bridge while you continue on through the upper halls.<<else>>It's fairly busy as you make your way across the bridge, but most people are going the opposite direction as you.<</if>> <<if $survivalA is 0>>After double checking you have the room number right since you missed the first class, you make your way through the halls to the open door of the classroom and head inside.<<else>>You make your way over to the open door to Room 230, heading inside.<</if>> <<if $emmaRel < 1>>The room seems fairly empty considering how close it is to when class starts, but that just means there are plenty of open seats. You sit down at a desk in the middle with no one on either side. Shortly after, you notice that Emma is here already, sitting towards the front, but you don't see any reason to move.<<else>>Noticing Emma sitting near the front of the room, you head over to an open desk next to her. "Hey Emma! How'd things go with Sunny after I left?" you ask. "Oh, hey<<if $emmaRel > 1>>a $name!<<else>> $name,<</if>>" she says with a smile. "Good! I think everything's really gonna come together well for the party, I've already invited some people!" "Great! Can't wait for Saturday," you reply with a grin.<</if>> "Okay! Uh, time for class, welcome everyone!" Professor Steria says, quickly getting up from her desk. She waits patiently at the front of the room for everyone to quiet down and give her their attention. "Hmm, it looks like we're missing even more people already... But, uh, I'm sure that's not permanent, they could be skipping! I'll take attendance..." As she goes through the list, you notice that Mallory doesn't answer when her name is called. <<if ($malloryRel > 0) and ($anatomyDemonstration < 1)>>Remembering when you last saw her earlier, a part of you worries that things didn't go well with Bailey.<<else>>You don't imagine she got herself eaten with what you know about her, so you're curious what she's missing for.<</if>><<if $samRel > 0>> <<if $day5LunchSamAndLeila>>Sam is also absent, of course.<<else>>You also note that Sam is absent, but you'd sooner believe she's just skipping class to hunt than in any danger.<</if>><</if>> "Alright then, let's get started! So continuing on from Tuesday..." Steria jumps into her lecture for the day, continuing on the first unit about staying aware and alert. She goes over some general rules for staying safe to start things off, most of which are pretty basic or obvious. Avoiding being alone with girls you aren't familiar with, never listening to someone you don't trust if they try to get you to move to a new location, staying aware of exits in any room you're in, that sort of thing. She also talks about how most predators are surprisingly predictable and can't help themselves from hinting at their intentions. While there are of course plenty who are good actors or that get right to the point instead of trying to lower your guard that you can't do much about, she goes over common phrases or behavior that should be an immediate red flag to get away as soon as possible. You're starting to zone out, but luckily before it gets to be too much of a drag she wraps things up for the day. "That should do it for today, thank you for coming everyone!" Steria says. She gives everyone a big smile and waves. "I'll see you all tomorrow, stay safe and have a wonderful day!" <<AttendSurvival>>\ [[Head back to your dorm->September 5th- Afternoon]]

<<Time 12>><<set $day5SamHangout to true>>"You know what, fair point, I'm in," you say with a shrug. <<if $totalEscaped > 2>>You feel like you've been getting better survival training by just walking the halls of the school than you would in a single class the way things have gone, so you'll probably be fine skipping today.<<else>>You'll probably be fine missing one of the early classes, and hanging with these two definitely sounds more fun.<</if>> "See, I knew you were smart," Sam says with a smirk. "Let's get going then." The three of you get up and start to make your way to Sam's dorm. You head upstairs and over the bridge to Karbo, Sam and Leila joking about something from their club yesterday as you walk. You don't exactly follow the conversation and feel a bit left out, but the subject soon changes and you're able to more comfortably join in. Before long, you've arrived at the door to Room K138. "Wow, this is your dorm? Mine's just a few doors down," you say, glancing over at your own room, K132. You're a little shocked that you've never run into her coming in and out before being this close together. "Ha, really? Guess we just have pretty different schedules," Sam says as she unlocks the door. "Or I've been spending too much time in Maeve's suite." "Makes sense, this hall is where they put the good students that get accepted first," Leila chimes in. "I take it you used to be here then?" you tease. "Nah I was in Lampton, where they put the ones who barely made it in," she says with a dry laugh. "It's par for the course for me." Sam opens the door and steps in without much fanfare, immediately sitting down on her bed and leaving you and Leila to your own devices. Naturally, her room looks very similar to yours... except much messier. There are clothes laying all over the place, mostly in disorganized piles on <<if $samInfo3 > 1>>what would have been Hannah's<<else>>what was formerly her roommate's bed<</if>>, but there are also discarded garments scattered across the floor. Even her bedside table has an old bra draped over the side. The walls, on the other hand, are barren, though that may be because she still hasn't actually unpacked all of her things if the luggage at the far side of the room is any indication. "Wow, do you have a maid or something?" Leila says sarcastically as the two of you walk into the room. She goes to try and find a clear place to sit on the clothing-covered bed, but pauses and seems to perk up when she spots something. "Oh hey, is this a Panic--" Before she can even finish her thought, Sam jumps back to her feet and snatches the shirt she was looking at off the bed. "Uh, sorry some of this is Hannah's stuff laying around still, I didn't clean it all up," she says, blushing a little. "Here I'll make some room." She quickly tosses the shirt she was worried about under her bed, then shoves some of the piles of clothing aside so you and Leila can sit. "Nevermind then, I guess," Leila says with a shrug. She takes a seat, leaning back against the wall. "Thanks," you tell Sam, giving her a smile as you sit in the other spot she cleared. Once you're all settled, however, an awkward silence takes over and it quickly becomes clear that there was no actual plan beyond "hanging out". There's a little bit of conversation at first, but none of it really goes anywhere and soon everyone seems to have turned their attention to their phone instead, Leila even donning her headphones. <<if $samRel > 2>>Looking over at Sam, you notice that she actually seems a little nervous, probably not sure what to say rather than deliberately ignoring you. <</if>>Starting to feel a little uncomfortable, you decide to take some initiative and try to get a conversation going. \ <<link "Ask Sam about what music she's into">><<replace "#choice1">>\ "So Sam, what kind of music are you into?" you ask. Leila perks up at your question and glances over at Sam. "Oh, you know..." Sam says, suddenly looking <<if $samRel > 2>>even more<<else>>very<</if>> nervous. "Uh... I'm not very good at genres and this isn't something I've really thought about before..." Leila shakes her head and chuckles under her breath a little. "Well that's fine, cause I'm about to introduce you to the best artist there is!" she says dramatically, unplugging her headphones from her phone. Sam seems to breathe a sigh of relief. "Take a listen to some classic Lorelai Rose!" A moment later she hits play and a song starts blasting out of the speakers. There's a melodic, electronic baseline with a dominant guitar riff playing over it. After an explosive intro, the guitar fades into the background as a woman begins to sing. "Hey, this //is// pretty good," Sam says. "This is 'The Hunger', it was one of her early hits," Leila says with a grin. "She's a pretty outspoken predator and a lot of her music ties into that, you might have heard of her for that and just forgotten actually. Ha! Like this one time a couple years ago she was getting criticized a lot for always using those themes in her songs, and she responded to the hate with a complete shitpost of a single that opens with an //autotuned burp//, it was fucking hilarious! Here I'll play that for you next..."<<set $leilaInfo3 to 1>><</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue1" "hide">><</link>> <<link "Ask Sam about having the room to herself">><<replace "#choice1">>\ "So what's it like having the room all to yourself, Sam?" you ask. "It's pretty great honestly, I love being able to do whatever I want with this place," she replies with a grin. "Don't have to worry about anyone else telling me what to do." You give an exaggerated look around the disaster of a room. "Yeah, we can tell," you tease. "Oh whatever," she says, rolling her eyes and lounging back into a more comfortable position. "I don't care about the mess and there's no one else to be bothered by it. Blame my aunt, she's always super up my ass about cleaning up so I've gotta let loose while I can." "You live with your aunt?" you ask. "Yeah, for the past couple years anyways," she replies. "Oh, got it," you say. Her tone makes you feel like she's not interested in talking more about the subject right now.<<set $samInquiry1 to 1>><</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue1" "hide">><</link>>\ \ "Oh you know what, I've got an idea!" Sam says. "While you're both here, I'll see if Maeve's free to stop by." She starts writing out a text before she's even finished talking. "That way you guys can meet her properly, and she'll know not to bother you. That cool?" "Yeah, whatever, I guess I'm down to meet the queen when she's not in bully mode," Leila says with a shrug. <<if $metMaeve>>"Sure..." you say. You aren't particularly excited about the thought of seeing Maeve again, but Sam seems eager to prove there's more to her than what you're thinking. Plus, you're pretty sure she already texted her.<<else>>"Yeah, I'd love to meet her!" you say.<</if>> "Awesome! She's already on her way," Sam says. She has a very eager grin. The three of you keep chatting for a little while, but it isn't long before there's a knock at the door. Then there's some //shouting// at the door. "HEY FRESHY! Open the hell up!" <<if $metMaeve>>the familiar voice of Maeve<<else>>a voice that sounds fairly similar to Sam's<</if>> yells, banging on the door. Sam jumps to her feet with a big smile on her face, quickly heading over and throwing open the door. Standing on the other side of the door with an equally genuine grin is <<if $metMaeve>>Maeve.<<else>>a pale girl with green eyes, a sparse row of freckles across her cheeks, and dark, flowing hair, who you assume is Maeve. She's shorter than you expected, Sam clearly having some height on her.<</if>> "Sammy!" Maeve says as soon as the door is open. She throws an arm around Sam's shoulders and pulls her head down to her level, tousling her hair. "How's it going punk?" "Hey Maeve! I'm good, I'm good," Sam says with a slight laugh, quickly breaking out of her grip. "You look like you're slacking though, I don't think I've seen you on an empty stomach on campus before." "Ha! There'd be no one left for //you// if I just ate whenever I wanted," Maeve says with a grin, giving Sam's arm a nudge. "Besides, a queen needs to have some subjects left." "Actually speaking of that, these two are friends of mine!" Sam says gesturing to the bed you and Leila are on. You both give an awkward wave. "I, uh, wanted to make sure you didn't eat them." "Oh relax, Sammy, you know I wouldn't," Maeve replies, walking further into the room. She stops on the far side, leaning back against the closet with her arms crossed. "Hey chumps." "Uh, hey, what's up," Leila says. <<if $metMaeve>>"Hey..." you say nervously.<<else>>"Hey, I'm $name! Nice to meet you," you say.<</if>> <<if $ateAshley>>"Oh hey, you're the freshman that won the party, aren't you?" Maeve says, looking over at you with a slight smirk. "How's Ash treating you?" <<if $breastSize > 44>>"Can't complain too much about what my body did with her," you say, nudging your breasts together for emphasis. "But I think my stomach is still a little sore..."<<else>>"My stomach is still a little sore..." you grumble.<</if>> "Yeah I bet, she probably did a number on you," Maeve chuckles. "It'll toughen you up. So a freshman who made it through those last two trials and I'm pretty sure beanie here's a sophomore? Pretty good Sammy, you want friends that'll last."\ <<elseif $trialSavedByNadia>>"Hey wait... didn't I feed you to a goth the other day?" Maeve says, looking over at you and narrowing her eyes a little. "Uh, yeah, but I got better..?" you say with a nervous laugh. "Eh, I don't care what happens once I hand you off, good job getting out for Sam's sake I guess," she replies with a shrug. "Between that and beanie here being a sophomore, I think, you're doing pretty good Sammy, you want friends that'll last."\ <<elseif $maeveDisrespect > 0>>"Ha! I recognize you, you're that feisty freshman from Monday, right?" Maeve says, looking over at you with a slight smirk. You don't reply, but shift uncomfortably as you think about your prior encounter, daring to give her a slight glare back. "Hope you learned something from that, I want Sammy's friends to last. Beanie here is at least a sophomore, I think."\ <<elseif $maeveSisterRelation is 2>>"Yeah, I remember this one," Maeve says, looking over at you. Her expression is difficult to read. "Hope you learned something from your time in Matilda's ass, I want Sammy's friends to last. Beanie here is at least a sophomore, I think."\ <<else>>"I hope you're tougher than you look," Maeve says, looking over at you with an intense stare. "I want Sammy's friends to last. Beanie here is at least a sophomore, I think."<</if>> "I am, it's Leila," Leila says. "Yeah I probably won't remember that, keep wearing the beanie," Maeve says, laughing a little under her breath. "Whatever, I usually do anyways," Leila replies with a shrug. Maeve takes a look around the room. "Damn, I can see why Imma is always so annoyed with you if this is what your room looks like after less than a week on your own." "Hey, I learned from you, dork," Sam shoots back. "You can't get on me when I've seen your room back home." "I don't leave my bras on display for everyone to see, dweeb," Maeve says, smiling and shaking her head. "Wow, I didn't think I'd ever see someone call Maeve a dork without getting eaten," Leila says with a smirk. "Don't get any ideas about doing it yourself," Maeve snaps, glaring at her. Her tone immediately shifted to have a much harsher edge. "Yeah, it's just, like, a thing we do," Sam chuckles. With introductions out of the way, Maeve and Sam start to happily chat away, keeping up their banter as they catch up with each other. Leila chimes in every now and then, but for the most part it seems like they've almost forgotten they aren't alone.<<if $metMaeve>> You do have to give Sam credit--while she still has an intimidating presence, Maeve almost seems like a totally different person than your prior meeting now that she's not out to get you.<</if>> You <<if $metMaeve>>nervously <</if>>stay quiet, not sure if you should interrupt them. \ <<link "Stay Quiet">><<replace "#choice2">>\ <<if $metMaeve>>Still intimidated by Maeve and not wanting to push your luck<<else>>A little intimidated by Maeve<</if>>, you decide to just stay quiet and let the two of them catch up. You can't help smiling at how excited Sam seems to be about talking with her sister, even though it surely can't have been that long since they saw each other. After a while, Maeve checks the time and starts to move back towards the door.<</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue2" "hide">><</link>> <<link "Compliment Maeve's Hair">><<replace "#choice2">>\ Trying to think of something to say, you find yourself looking over Maeve and can't help noticing that she's much more put together than Sam. Sam's outfit is haphazardly thrown together and her hair is messy and unmanaged, while Maeve's whole look seems very deliberate. Her hair, in particular, looks fantastic. While it definitely has a wild look, it's clear that she put care into styling it. So, when a break in the conversation comes, you decide to give attention to it. "I like what you did with your hair, Maeve, it looks really pretty," you say. There's an awkward pause where everyone just looks at you, and you start to blush as you realize maybe that wasn't as natural of a time to throw out a compliment as you thought. Then Maeve bursts out laughing. "That's adorable, you trying to butter up the queen or something? You're not going to get any better treatment than being Sam's friend," she says, shaking her head. "But thanks I guess, I know it looks great." "Don't worry $name, that's the closest she gets to being flattered," Sam says with a grin. "I've seen her spend over an hour on her hair before, she definitely appreciates the compliment." "Yeah, caring about my looks is the one thing you didn't copy from me that you really should have," Maeve sneers, starting to move back towards the door. "Maybe you'd have a boyfriend by now without the permanent bedhead, dork." "Oh whatever, you know I'd eat them before getting close enough to want them to stick around anyways," Sam says with a laugh.<<set $samInquiry2 to 1>><</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue2" "hide">><</link>> <<link "Ask Maeve about her title">><<replace "#choice2">>\ Feeling a little emboldened around "the queen" with Sam here, you decide to pry a little once there's a break in the conversation. "So Maeve, what's up with the whole 'queen of the school' deal?" you ask. "Isn't it kinda pretentious to call yourself that?" Sam seems to get a little nervous from your question and Maeve narrows her eyes at you. "You got a problem with it, freshy? It sure feels pretty accurate to me." "I mean... it just feels kind of... extra? I guess," you say, starting to get nervous yourself. "It's fun," Maeve says dryly. Then she smirks. "Like on the way over here? Someone a couple doors down was coming out of their dorm when I walked past and freaked out just seeing me. It feels good to have people show you the respect you deserve, so I make sure they know who's on top," she explains. "And for your information, I wasn't the one who started using the title." "Wait, really?" Sam says. "It honestly seems like something you'd come up with." "Thanks, dweeb," Maeve says, refusing to elaborate further. She starts to walk back over towards the door, giving Sam a playful hit on the arm as she goes. "I... guess that's fair enough," you say, not wanting to push her anymore.<</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue2" "hide">><</link>>\ \ "Alright, I've got places to be. I'll see you later Sammy!" she says, stepping out into the hall. "And friends," she adds. "See ya Maeve!" Sam says, waving to her as she closes the door and takes her leave. "That was pretty cool, super weird to see her without feeling the need to run the other way," Leila says. "Yeah, she's great right!" Sam says with a grin. "I don't blame people for being terrified if they're on the menu for her, but she's so cool when you aren't!" "Yeah, no, you're right," Leila says. A sly smile spreads across her lips. "...Sammy." "Nope, no, definitely not," Sam laughs. "Only Maeve gets to call me that." After the excitement of Maeve's visit passes, things quickly return to the awkward quiet there was before. Leila turns her attention back to her music and any conversation slows to a crawl. It seems to fall on you again to keep things going. <<if $leilaInfo5 is 0>>"So Leila," you say, hoping to get a conversation started. She looks over at you and pulls one side of her headphones away from her ear. "What was your first year here like?" "Eh, it was whatever," she says, shrugging as she slides her headphones completely off. "Most of my class would probably say stressful, but I kinda just didn't give a shit about the upperclassmen and that crap and it mostly worked out." "Yeah, I get to be in the same boat thanks to Maeve," Sam says. "I mean, I'm great and would be fine on my own, but I don't even have to worry a little thanks to everyone being scared of her." "But man that first semester schedule they give you is so ass," Leila continues. "I hated it, almost all of my classes were before noon. Being able to make your own is great, now I get to sleep in almost every day." "You taking anything interesting now that you aren't locked in?" you ask. "I mean, not really. Still just basic stuff. Eating people," Leila says with a shrug. "Some people are really into the options for like, unbirth and using your butt and that shit, but I'm not about it." "Yeah, I'm kind of with you there. Those both seem kinda weird to me," Sam says.<<set $leilaInfo4 to 1>> Although the conversation quickly starts to die down again, it doesn't end up mattering much. Sam suddenly seems to remember something and sits up. "Oh shit, I've got a class I actually want to go to soon," she says. "Totally forgot, I guess we should call it." "Fine by me," Leila says with a shrug, quickly getting to her feet. "It's been fun Mini-McKenn, lets hang again soon. You too, $name<<if $leilaRel < -1>>--just don't ever steal my meal again<</if>>." <<Leila 2>> As Leila heads out into the hall, you get up from the bed and stretch out yourself. "Thanks for inviting me Sam, this was nice," you say, giving her a smile. "Yeah, definitely," she says, seeming a little relieved. "Try not to get eaten before I see you again." "I'll do my best," you say with a laugh. "Have fun at class!"<<if $samRel < 3>> <<Sam 1>><</if>> With that, you head out into the hall to return to your own dorm. It doesn't take long, being just three doors away from hers. [[Head inside->September 5th- Afternoon]] <<set $samDorm to true>><<set $metMaeve to true>><<if $maeveSisterRelation < 1>><<set $maeveSisterRelation to 1>><</if>>\ <<else>>\ <<link "Ask Leila if you can see her *other* piercings">><<replace "#choice3">>\ You glance over at Leila, who has her eyes closed and is completely lost in her music at this point. You think back to your conversation at lunch and, feeling a little flirty, decide to give something a shot. "Hey Leila," you say, a bit louder than normal so she hopefully hears you. "Yeah?" she says, opening her eyes and pulling one side of her headphones away from her ear. "Now that we're in private, you think you could show us those other piercings you mentioned?" you ask. "Seriously $name?" Sam says, giving you a look. "Oh what you mean my nips? Yeah sure, if you really wanna see them," she says with a shrug. As Leila slides off her headphones and starts to pull up the front of her shirt, you find yourself a little stunned that it was that easy. As she lifts her shirt up to rest by her armpits, she also hooks her fingers under the cups of her bra, letting her breasts gently bounce free. Her bust is fairly modest for a sophomore, <<if $breastSize > 34>>definitely smaller than your own<<else>>but still impressive<</if>>. Shining against the golden brown of her skin are two small silver nubs sticking out from either side of her nipples. She brings her hand up to give them a poke as if she's also become curious now. "Pretty neat right? I think they're hot," Leila says. She cups her breasts for a moment, only to quickly lose interest and turn her focus back to her phone. She leaves her shirt as it is as she dons her headphones again. "Oh absolutely," you say rather shamelessly. Across from you, Sam seems to be ignoring the current development, although you catch her quickly stealing a glance at Leila's exposed chest. "Honestly I wouldn't recommend getting it done yourself though, it hurt like a bitch," Leila adds, though she seems to already be zoning out again. "Oof, yeah I can imagine," you say, still enjoying the view. "Alright, can you put your shirt back on now?" Sam cuts in after a long enough pause for it to be clear Leila wasn't planning on doing so herself. "Oh, right, yeah," Leila says with a little laugh, fixing her bra and pulling her shirt back down.<<set $leilaInfo5 to 2>><<set $playerHorny += 1>><</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue3" "hide">><</link>> <<link "Ask Leila about her first year at the school">><<replace "#choice3">>\ "So Leila," you say, hoping to get a conversation started. She looks over at you and pulls one side of her headphones away from her ear. "What was your first year here like?" "Eh, it was whatever," she says, shrugging as she slides her headphones completely off. "Most of my class would probably say stressful, but I kinda just didn't give a shit about the upperclassmen and that crap and it mostly worked out." "Yeah, I get to be in the same boat thanks to Maeve," Sam says. "I mean, I'm great and would be fine on my own, but I don't even have to worry a little thanks to everyone being scared of her." "But man that first semester schedule they give you is so ass," Leila continues. "I hated it, almost all of my classes were before noon. Being able to make your own is great, now I get to sleep in almost every day." "You taking anything interesting now that you aren't locked in?" you ask. "I mean, not really. Still just basic stuff. Eating people," Leila says with a shrug. "Some people are really into the options for like, unbirth and using your butt and that shit, but I'm not about it." "Yeah, I'm kind of with you there. Those both seem kinda weird to me," Sam says.<<set $leilaInfo4 to 1>><</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue3" "hide">><</link>>\ \ Although the conversation quickly starts to die down again, it doesn't end up mattering much. Sam suddenly seems to remember something and sits up. "Oh shit, I've got a class I actually want to go to soon," she says. "Totally forgot, I guess we should call it." "Fine by me," Leila says with a shrug, quickly getting to her feet. "It's been fun Mini-McKenn, lets hang again soon. You too, $name<<if $leilaRel < -1>>--just don't ever steal my meal again<</if>>." <<Leila 2>> As Leila heads out into the hall, you get up from the bed and stretch out yourself. "Thanks for inviting me Sam, this was nice," you say, giving her a smile. "Yeah, definitely," she says, seeming a little relieved. "Try not to get eaten before I see you again." "I'll do my best," you say with a laugh. "Have fun at class!"<<if $samRel < 3>> <<Sam 1>><</if>> With that, you head out into the hall to return to your own dorm. It doesn't take long, being just three doors away from hers. [[Head inside->September 5th- Afternoon]] <<set $samDorm to true>><<set $metMaeve to true>><<if $maeveSisterRelation < 1>><<set $maeveSisterRelation to 1>><</if>>\ <</if>>

<<Time 10.75>><<set $eatenBySunnyRescue to true>><<set $totalEscaped += 1>>Sunny continues on her way down the hall with you in tow, putting some distance between her and Zoey. You stay silent for a while, wrapping your head around the sequence of events still as you bounce along with her. A loud groan shakes through the shifting walls of her stomach and finally snaps you back to attention, but before you say anything you feel Sunny start to gently caress her belly from below. "How is my passenger doing?" she asks with a laugh. "I was waiting for you to complain but I guess you're into it." "I figured you did this to get me away from Zoey, I just didn't want to mess up the plan," you reply, a little hastily. "You're, uh... you are going to let me out, right?" "Yeah, yeah, of course, don't freak out. Emma would kill me if I didn't," she teases, poking your side through her belly. "Just gotta make sure you're safe first. Hang tight." "Okay... And thank you," you say, letting yourself lean back into the shifting walls. "Ha, no problem!" she says. You hear a very faint clicking sound. "I just pointed finger guns at my gut if you didn't get that, I want to be sure you're getting the full effect. But anyways, this really pissed Zoey off too so that's always a plus. I wish you'd seen her face! I feel sorry for whoever she does end up eating after that." Your surroundings shake a little with her laughter. "Yeah, I can only imagine..." you reply. The bouncing of her gut starts to get more intense, and you assume she's heading upstairs. "But real //*urp*// talk<<if $eatenByZoeyMulti and $ateAshley>>, I don't know what you did to piss her off so much, but<</if>> //you// should probably steer clear of her," Sunny says. "With me, at worst it's a fair fight if I ever //*urp*// push it enough that she snaps, but you're totally screwed if Sunny D isn't there to save the day sometime." She gives her gut a pat as she makes it to the top of the stairs. "And I really don't want to know what happens to people she's //really// pissed with once her and her gut are behind closed doors." You shiver a little, the thoughts that come to mind not helped by your current position in someone's stomach. "Yeah...<<if $eatenByZoeyMulti or $ateAshley>> although I've managed so far without you. Or I guess, before //this// I did,<</if>>" you say. "Hey, all I'm saying is make sure you can put your money where your mouth is if you're gonna poke the bear." There's a brief pause in the conversation, leaving you with just the gurgling sounds of her stomach and the faint beating of her heart as you bounce along with her through the halls. You're starting to get more worried the longer you're still inside her, noticing a small pool of acids starting to form around your feet. Outside, you hear the click of a door closing. A loud groan cuts through her stomach and you decide to voice your concern. "Um, things are starting to heat up in here Sunny," you say. "Can you please get me out?" "Chill, chill, I've got everything covered," she replies, stifling a laugh. A moment later, you hear her... swallow something? Not long after you're doused with a small splash of water followed by something hard getting squeezed out onto the back of your neck. You grab the object, and your confusion quickly turns into dread as you realize what's going on. It's one of the antacid tablets used for class labs. "Sunny, you can't be serious..." you say, letting the tablet fall down to the bottom of her stomach. "Where did you even..?" "Oh you can just ask for some in the office, they've got tons. You'll get in some real trouble if you drug someone else with 'em though, they're very strict about that," she says. "You should probably make sure that makes it into whatever acid has built up by the way, we're gonna be hanging out for a while." "Sunny, //why//?" you say. "Just let me out." "But think of how much fun you'll have getting to see a day in the life of Sunny D! I saved your ass, let me enjoy it a little longer," she says with a laugh. "I'll let you out eventually, just enjoy the ride for now.<<if $day2SunnyFlirt>> I know you're a perv, you're probably loving the chance to be inside me like this.~<</if>>" "I have things to do today! I still have another class!" you protest. "Yeah so do I, you'll learn way more at mine. Junior remember? It's like getting ahead on your studies or something," Sunny replies. "Also you don't have a choice, so strap in!" You sigh and lean back, trying to at least get into a more comfortable position. You don't get the feeling you could make Sunny throw you up if you were to struggle, and you don't want to make her angry by trying it, so at least while she has an antacid keeping her stomach in check you feel like it's in your best interest to just go along with it. Outside, her door clicks shut again and she goes on the move, fully ready to go through the rest of her day lugging you around. [[This isn't how you saw your day going...->Rescued by Sunny- Trapped Morning]]<<set $metZoey to true>><<set $knowAntacid to true>>

<<Time 13.75>><<if $day5SamHangout>>You open the door to your own dorm and step inside, finding that Emma isn't there right now. <<elseif $emmaRel > 0>>"Hey, I'll catch you later $name," Emma says as the two of you get up to leave. "I'm going to meet up with some people, I've gotta make sure I'm getting all those invites set before the party!" "Alright then, see ya later!" you reply. She scurries off ahead of you once you're out of the room while you continue down the hall at a more reasonable pace. <<else>>You get up and start to head for the door, noticing that Emma seems to be in an eager mood and scurries out into the hall way ahead of you. <</if>>\ <<if $day4MinaTrainingOffer>><<if $day5SamHangout>>Shortly after entering, however, you remember that you made plans with Mina for today. You quickly double check the time to make sure you aren't leaving her waiting. Finding that it's getting pretty close to two o'clock, you immediately<<else>>Of course, you have plans of your own to get to this afternoon. You double check the time as you make your way through the halls, making sure that you aren't leaving Mina waiting. Finding that there's still plenty of time, you make a quick pitstop at your dorm, then<</if>> head back out to meet with your tiny friend at the dining hall. [[Go meet up with Mina->September 5th- Practice with Mina]]<<else>><<if $day5SamHangout>>As you sit back on your bed, you think about what you want to do with the rest of your afternoon.<<else>>Not in any real hurry yourself, you think about what you want to do with your afternoon as you make your way back to your dorm.<</if>> Since your early lunch was a little lackluster, it could be a good time to go on the hunt for something a little more substantial. <<if $fat > 34>>Then again, <<if $fat > 49>>it's very obvious that you've been seriously<<else>>you have been really<</if>> packing on the pounds lately, maybe it would be smarter to hit the gym while you have the free time.<<else>>Or there's always the gym, can't go wrong using your free time to stay in shape.<</if>><<if !$day5SamHangout>> You consider the possibilities as you arrive at your dorm and step inside.<</if>> [[Go on the hunt->September 5th- On The Hunt]] [[Work out->September 5th- Work out]] <<link "Just laze around in your dorm">><<replace "#choice">>\ <<if $day5SamHangout>>Not feeling up to doing much of anything right now, you decide to just relax and pull out your laptop to pass the time.<<else>>Feeling like you're in need of some time to relax, you just plop down onto your bed and pull out your laptop.<</if>> After checking your feed on The Portal, you decide to boot up a game that you've been getting really invested in recently. You quickly lose track of time as your focus is entirely taken by what you're playing. Before you know it, your growling stomach is taking you back to reality and find that it's already dinner time. Now very aware of how hungry you've become, you close your laptop, stretch your arms, and get up off your bed to head to the dining hall. [[Head to dinner->September 5th- Dinner]]\ <</replace>><</link>><</if>>

You decide that you're definitely in the mood for a proper meal, and now would be the perfect time to head out on the hunt. There are still a few classes happening, some probably even getting out soon, so people have a reason to be out and about in the halls, but it shouldn't be as busy as earlier in the day. Finding a suitable target without anyone to get in the way should be easy. Stepping out into the hall, you consider where you should go to hunt your prey... <<if $savedMandy and ($day2HuntWithSam != "success")>>[[Upstairs->September 5th- Mandy]]<<else>>[[Upstairs->September 5th- On the Hunt: Upstairs]]<</if>> [[Downstairs->September 5th- On the Hunt: Downstairs]]

<<Time 14>>Deciding that now would be a good time to get a workout in, you grab some more suitable clothes and get changed. Then you head out into the hall to make your way over to the gym. There seems to be quite a few people out and about in the courtyard at this hour, but you don't run into any trouble. Once inside, it becomes clear that this is a busy time for the gym as well. There's a small group of girls clearly heading for the pool just ahead of you, it looks like a class is happening in the main gym, and even the track has a few people running on it already. Heading upstairs to the weight room, you find it similarly crowded. There are only two machines that aren't in use, conveniently one of each. However, the free treadmill is right next to a girl who's running with a full gut, her prey clearly both still alive and not on board with the arrangement, so you decide to try out the bike today. You head over to the far side of the room and carefully mount the exercise bike. You don't really have any experience using one so you take a moment to look it over and get a feel for how it works. Then you start out slow, pedalling at a very leisurely pace at first while you subtly watch what the girls on either side of you are doing for guidance. You slowly intensify things, and pretty quickly get the hang of it. You keep going for a while, varying your intensity to make things more manageable without having to take a full break. <<if $fat > 34>>You aren't able to last particularly long with how out of shape you are, but the fact they you're breathing hard and coated in sweat should mean you got enough of a workout.<<else>>Eventually you decide you've done enough, coated in sweat and breathing hard after such a workout.<</if>> You do some quick stretches to cool down, then start to make your way out of the building. You pass by the girl from earlier as you exit the room--she's now leaning against the wall recovering from her workout, absolutely drenched in sweat but massaging her much softer belly with a grin. You hurry past, a little afraid of getting her attention. <<Workout>>As you walk back to your room, you notice that your belly feels oddly cool, and you're feeling lighter on your feet than earlier. @@color:lime;You must have lost weight!@@ After making your way back across campus and through the halls, you return to your dorm and immediately head to the shower, Emma still nowhere to be found. You take your time washing off, then throw back on the clothes you had before heading to the gym once you're refreshed and dried off. You spend a while just relaxing on your bed to pass the time. Right around dinner time, your stomach growls and you decide to head over to the dining hall. [[Head to dinner->September 5th- Dinner]]

<<Time 14>><<set $minaDorm to true>>You make your way upstairs and over to the dining hall, moving at a pretty brisk pace to make sure you arrive on time. Considering the circumstance of //why// you're meeting up, you're a little nervous leaving Mina all on her own for too long, even if that's likely how she spent most of the day. Luckily, you make it pretty much right on time and immediately notice Mina sitting at an isolated table off to the side. "Hey Mina! How's your day been?" you ask. She gives you a small smile when she sees your approach. "Hello $name!" she says, putting her fork down. There's a mostly empty salad bowl on the table in front of her. "It has been good, my classes went well. Are you still willing to do our training session?" "Ha, I feel like I'm not the one that should be too worried about it," you say with a smile. <<if $knowAntacid>>"Although, I actually just learned a little while ago that we can apparently get some of the antacids they use for lab fairly easily. I'm not sure //exactly// how though so we'd have to wait, but we can plan to do this once I get my hands on some instead if you'd prefer." "I am fine continuing as planned," Mina says. "Alright then! I guess we'll be able to be safer in the future if we do this again at least," you reply with a smile. "Whose dorm should we go to to do it?"<<else>>"I'm definitely ready if you are! Whose dorm should we go to to do it?"<</if>> "Mine should be adequate, we can go there. I don't have a roommate so we don't have to worry about anyone interrupting," she replies. "Well, I'm sure Emma wouldn't cause any problems if we were at mine, but that works fine for me!" you say. "Let me know when you want to get started." You start to take a seat across from her but she immediately gets up. "We can go now! I must return this first though," she says, picking up her bowl. "Oh, well alright then, let's get going!" you say. After Mina drops off her dish, the two of you head off up the stairs together to get to her dorm. It's pretty much completely silent as the two of you make your way through the hall and back over to Karbo, but the trip doesn't take long. Her room is one of the ones right next to the staircase on the first floor, Room K150. "Please make yourself comfortable," she says as she leads you into the room. Her dorm is very plain, and almost barren. There's nothing on the walls, no TV, and the floor and bedside table are completely clear. The bed on the right is set so perfectly that it's hard to imagine anyone had ever slept in it, covered in a lavender blanket that doesn't seem to have a single wrinkle in it. Strangely, however, the other bed also has a sheet on it, and wedged into the corner of it is what can only be described as a nest of pillows and blankets. There's also a closed laptop resting on it. "I thought you said you didn't have a roommate?" you ask as you walk further into the room. "I do not, she never checked in on the first day. I assume she was eaten during the tour," Mina answers, starting to go through her dresser. "But her belongings were still dropped off here, so I put some of them to use. I use the other bed to relax during the day." "Huh, you know that's pretty smart actually. Must be nice having all this space to yourself," you reply. "It is, but I must admit I feel like I am missing out on something being all on my own," Mina says. She has a bundle of clothes in her hands now. "Excuse me for a moment, I want to get changed into different clothes before we begin." "Of course, no problem," you say, taking a seat on the left bed. Mina heads into the bathroom, but seems to change almost instantly. You swear the door wasn't even closed a minute before she returns. She's now wearing shorts and a very loose white tank top. "Okay, now I am ready!" she says, marching up to you with a very determined look on her face. "Eat me." "Woah, easy, don't get too excited now!" you say, laughing. You're coming to realize that you really are the one who's more nervous about this arrangement. "Let's not just dive into it, we'll kind of be on a time limit so let's make sure we're really clear on what we're doing before we start." "I suppose you are right, sorry. I am simply eager to train." "Let's just make sure we've got everything straight," you say, initially smiling but then giving her a serious look. "We don't have any antacids to use, so you're going into my stomach while it's completely active, filling with acid and all. I'll probably be able to tell when things are getting //really// bad in there, but for the most part it's going to be on you to let me know when you need to get out, alright? Me accidentally digesting you is a very real possibility if we don't take this seriously." "I understand, I can handle it," she says with a nod.<<if $ateMina>> "I have already been in your stomach while it was trying to digest me once, remember?"<</if>> <<if $ateMina>>"I guess that is true," you chuckle.<<else>>"Okay, just want to make sure we know the stakes," you reply.<</if>> "So, I guess how we'll do this is like in lab, I'll swallow you and you try to force me to throw up. But we're trying to train you to be more effective here instead of testing your skill, so I not only won't do anything to fight back against you, I'll try to give you pointers while you struggle. And again, if things are getting too intense before you can get out on your own, let me know right away so I can let you out. Sound good?" "Yes, I really appreciate this $name!" she says, giving you a slight smile. She then holds out her arms for you to get started. "I'll do my best." [[Swallow Her->Practice With Mina- Training]]

<<Time 13.75>>You're once again bounced around as Bora takes off down the hall, hopefully for the last time. If <<if $metProfSteria>>Professor Steria's class was over already<<else>>they were talking about a class you were meant to be in having passed<</if>>, that means it must be at least two o'clock by now. Spending four hours trapped in your teacher's guts is not how you planned for your day to go, and you're more than ready for it to be over. <<if $day4MinaTrainingOffer>>You have your fingers crossed that this hasn't made you late for meeting with Mina.<</if>> "Thank goodness no one else is here..." Bora mumbles. You hear a door slam shut behind you, then a hand lightly pushes in on you. "Alright you, if you've learned your lesson I can put an end to your extended stay. What do you have to say now that it's been a few hours?" "I'm sorry, I should have paid closer attention to your instructions," you reply from inside of her. "Good, apology accepted," she says, giving you a gentle pat through her belly. "Now, I would really rather not remove a student this way, but I think we're too short on time for me to drag you all the way back to my stomach to regurgitate, not to mention that antacid has worn off by now and even a brief acid bath would be unnecessary extra punishment..." You have been noticing a lot of gurgling sounds starting to come from above you, and her statement is punctuated by a louder groan as if her stomach knew it had been mentioned. "It's, uh, it's fine..." you say, understanding what she's getting at. She sighs. "So... we'll do this as professionally as possible," she says, taking a few steps further into the room. Her stance shifts a little and you hear some shuffling as she adjusts her clothes. "I suppose this will be a little test of how well you've actually learned to follow instructions. I want you to close your eyes until I tell you to open them again, and remain as limp as you can until you're all the way out. I'll take care of... extraction, don't try to pull or push yourself out. Understand?" "Yes ma'am," you reply, shutting your eyes tight, despite it not making a difference yet in her pitch-black insides, and letting your body relax. "Alright, I'll try to make this quick..." Intense waves of pressure start to push through the walls around you, dragging you forward at a surprisingly quick pace. Before you know it, your head presses up against a solid wall of flesh. With a series of small grunts from Bora, your head slowly pushes forward through the sphincter, briefly sandwiched by soft skin still before you finally feel the cool air of the room on your face. Doing as you're told, you keep your eyes closed for now. Bora shifts her stance a little, and starts to push even harder, slowly sliding you back into the outside world. <<if $breastSize > 44>>When she gets down to your chest, however, your progress seems to halt. Bora gives an annoyed grunt, clenches her muscles painfully tight, and pushes hard. An intense pressure builds, until finally your breasts are forced through the tight opening. There's a faintly audible popping sound once they're all the way through and the pressure eases up. With that obstacle out of the way, she's able to breeze through getting the rest of you out.<<elseif $playerSize > 5>>Even once your shoulders have made it out, however, her progress seems to be stuttered and strained, Bora grunting as you slide out just a few inches at a time at an inconsistent pace. She mutters something about "students who can't be bothered to use the gym" under her breath. She seems to abandon the gentle approach she'd been taking in frustration and starts to put a painful amount of pressure on you. It gets the job done, at least, and before long your entire body is freed.<<else>>She seems to be trying to do this with a gentle touch, which you appreciate even if it means the process is prolonged<<if $analByMatilda or $analByJoan or $analByOlivia>>, especially after your previous encounters of this nature<</if>>. Eventually, you feel your feet slide through her anus and drop to the floor, finally putting an end to the ordeal.<</if>> "Keep those eyes closed still," she commands in a slightly exasperated tone. You make sure to listen, shivering a little on the cold tile floor after getting used to the warm embrace of her insides. Bora takes a deep breath and, from the sounds of it, fixes her clothes. There's a pause just long enough for you to consider getting up on your own before she talks again. "Alright, we're all set, you can get up now," she finally says. "And I'd take it slow opening those eyes, it's going to be extremely bright in here for you." Taking her advice, you blink and squint until your eyes have properly adjusted as you sit up and stretch your arms. As you fully rise back to your feet, you notice that you're a little sore after being cramped for so long. You feel disgusting, your entire body slick with some mixture of various bodily fluids. When you finally turn to face Bora, you find her giving you an annoyed look with her hands on her hips, her cheeks slightly flushed. "That's that then. The punishment will only get worse if you ever do something like this again," she says. "I expect much better from you in the future $name. And you can forget the extra credit I promised for helping with the demonstration after this." "Yes, Professor Bora, sorry..." you mutter. Bora sighs and heads for the door. "We're in the bathroom by the teacher offices, head away from the stairs to get back to the main hall," she says before unlocking it and stepping out into the hall. @@color:red;Bora is clearly not pleased with you.@@<<set $boraFavor -= 1>> <<AttendAnatomy>>\ [[Get back to your dorm to clean up->September 5th- Afternoon 2]]

<<if $eatenBySunnyRescue>>As Sunny walks off to return to her own dorm, you pull out your key and unlock the door in front of you. You quickly step inside, finding that Emma is out right now.<<else>>Shortly after Bora takes her leave, you head out into the hall yourself. Eager to get clean after going through that, and not wanting anyone to see you like this, you practically run on your way back to your dorm. By some luck, you actually manage to not run into anyone else, and even as you step back into your room you find that Emma isn't there.<</if>> <<if $day4MinaTrainingOffer>>You quickly check the time once you're safely inside, finding that it's actually a little before two and you should still be able to meet with Mina on time if you hurry. As much as you want to give yourself an extra deep cleaning, you rush through your shower as quickly as you can. Not only do you not want to bail on her just in general, you're afraid of what could happen to Mina if she's hanging around on her own in the dining hall for too long. Once you're clean enough to feel refreshed, you quickly shower off, throw on a fresh outfit, and head out the door to go meet up with her. [[Go meet up with Mina->September 5th- Practice with Mina]]<<else>>You immediately head into the bathroom to shower, barely even making time to grab a towel. After stripping off your soiled clothes, you step into the warm stream of water, relief immediately washing over you as you feel the slimy fluid clinging to your body wash away. You're glad Emma's not around to need the bathroom, because you don't plan on getting out anytime soon. While you work on getting yourself thoroughly clean, you think about what you want to do with the rest of your afternoon now that you've regained your freedom. Since you missed out on lunch, it could be a good time to go on the hunt for something filling enough to make up for it. <<if $fat > 34>>Then again, <<if $fat > 49>>it's very obvious that you've been seriously<<else>>you have been really<</if>> packing on the pounds lately, maybe it would be smarter to hit the gym while you have the free time.<<else>>Or there's always the gym, can't go wrong using your free time to stay in shape.<</if>><<if ($anatomyDemonstration > 1) and ($playerSize > 5)>> Especially after Bora's frustrated comments while letting you out.<</if>> Once you're finally feeling totally refreshed, you step out of the shower and dry off, throwing on some fresh clothes. You eye your bed as you return to the main room, starting to feel like it also might be nice to just relax after what you've been through. [[Go on the hunt->September 5th- On The Hunt]] [[Work out->September 5th- Work out]] <<link "Just laze around in your dorm">><<replace "#choice">>\ As your bed beckons you, you decide that you definitely need some time to unwind. So, you plop down on the plush surface an pull out your laptop to pass the time. After checking your feed on The Portal, you decide to boot up a game that you've been getting really invested in recently. You quickly lose track of time as your focus is entirely taken by what you're playing. Before you know it, your growling stomach is taking you back to reality and find that it's already dinner time. Now very aware of how hungry you've become, you close your laptop, stretch your arms, and get up off your bed to head to the dining hall. [[Head to dinner->September 5th- Dinner]]\ <</replace>><</link>><</if>>

<<Time 14.25>><<set $preyName to "Mina">><<set $preyHealthMax to 20>><<set $preyResilience to 0>><<set $preyFrustration to 0>><<set $preyExhaustion to 0>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "MinaTraining_PredActions">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "MinaTraining_Struggle">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "MinaTraining(TEXT)">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Practice With Mina- Released">><<set $preySize to 3>><<set $fullness += $preySize>><<set $noCrush to true>><<set $noShake to true>><<set $noSqueeze to true>><<set $neutralDigestion to true>><<set _betrayed to false>>\ "Okay then, down the hatch you go I guess!" you say with a slightly nervous laugh, taking her hands. "Let's do this." Not wanting to waste too much time on this part for a meal you won't be getting to keep, you bring her hands to your mouth and quickly start to swallow her down. You move as quickly and efficiently as you can, gulping down her arms, head, and even shoulders pretty effortlessly. With her upper body on its way down your throat, you grab her waist and raise her up overhead, finding it very easy to lift her small frame. The rest of her soon disappears into your body, your friend smoothly sliding down your throat and curling up into your bulging stomach.<<if $ateMina and $escapismLabMina>> The strange thought occurs to you that this is the third time in less than a week that you've had the tiny girl in your gut.<</if>> "//*UUrp*// There, you make it down okay?" you ask. You give her a gentle poke through your belly, then lean back on the bed with your arms planted behind you. "Yes! Can I get started struggling?" she replies, her voice somewhat muffled. "Go right ahead, show me what you've got!" you reply, grinning as you look down at your gut. "And you know what, I think I'm going to do a tiny bit of //*urp*// roleplay to make this a little more fun. If I start taunting or teasing you, it means you're not doing well, but if you feel me rubbing my belly it's because whatever you're doing is really effective and I need to soothe it. That make sense?" "I understand, that will make it feel a little more authentic," Mina says. "Okay, here I go!"<<set $sceneAttack to -5>><<set $sceneDefense to 0>><<done>><<include $sceneActionsLink>><<replace "#actionReminder">><<PredActionReminder>><</replace>><</done>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "predOptions">></div>

<<set _roll to random(1,20)>> <<if $turn > 0>> <<if _betrayed>> <<set $preyFrustration to 2>> <<set _startFrustration to 2>> <<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<SidebarText>><</replace>> <<elseif $lastAction is "massage">> /*frustration unchanged*/ <<elseif $lastAction is "taunt">> <<if $preyFrustration >= 2>> <<set $preyFrustration to 0>> <<set _startFrustration to 0>> <<else>> <<set $preyFrustration += 1>> <<set _startFrustration to $preyFrustration>> <</if>> <<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<SidebarText>><</replace>> <<else>> <<set $preyFrustration to random(0,2)>> <<set _startFrustration to $preyFrustration>> <<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<SidebarText>><</replace>> <</if>> <</if>> <<if $turn is 0>> <<set $preyFrustration to 0>> <<set $preyAction to "struggle">> <<append "#digestion">> She kicks to life inside your gut, starting to push out and squirm against the walls of your stomach. Unfortunately it's... not doing much of anything. You can tell she's moving, but it feels closer to a strange internal massage than any kind of discomfort. <</append>> <<elseif $preyFrustration >= 2>> <<set $preyAction to "struggle">> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll > 10>> After a brief pause where she seems to consider her options, Mina kicks to life. You can tell she's giving it her all as you start to feel an alarming amount of movement inside of you. She's taking advantage of her size, turning herself around as she thrashes so that she can pummel the walls of your stomach from all angles. And you're definitely feeling it, her efforts even kicking up a pretty significant belch. <<else>> Mina pushes out against the walls of your stomach with her arms, then relaxes for only a moment before starting to kick furiously. She keeps alternating her efforts like this, switching between attacking the upper or lower half of your stomach, clearly putting her all into it. It isn't anything you can't handle, but you can tell it's doing some damage, and for Mina that's impressive. <</if>> <</append>> <<elseif $preyFrustration is 1>> <<set $preyAction to "struggle">> <<set _preyActionIntensity to 0>> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll > 10>> Mina starts to fight hard, seeming to struggle pretty indiscriminately. She's putting in a pretty good effort in general, but her technique is definitely lacking. Still, the furious movement is enough to elicit a groan of dissatisfaction from your stomach. <<else>> Mina starts to squirm and shift against the walls of your stomach, occasionally kicking or pushing but mostly seeming to focus on just kicking up a lot of movement. It definitely //looks// impressive with how much the bulge in your stomach is shifting, but you aren't actually feeling much worse for wear. <</if>> <</append>> <<else>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll > 10>> You feel Mina running her hands along the inside of your stomach. Occasionally, she'll stop and strike out at some specific point, like she was probing for weak spots. Unfortunately, she... doesn't seem to actually know what she's looking for and is instead just making random guesses. With more experience it could be a very good technique, but as it stands you're barely feeling anything from her efforts. <<else>> Mina kicks and shoves at the walls of your stomach, but there isn't nearly enough urgency behind her efforts. Even though she's clearly struggling, her movements are so weak and have so much delay between them that you can tell she isn't making any progress at all. <</if>> <</append>> <</if>> <<append "#digestion">> <</append>>

<<if $preyHealth <= 0>> <<append "#digestion">> <<set $ateMinaDay5TrainingBetrayal to true>> <<set $minaEnd to "player">> <<set $minaRel -= 5>> Despite her extra burst of energy after your refusal to let her out, it's becoming painfully clear that Mina is never going to manage to pull this off. The squirming and writhing in your gut is starting to slow, not that the movement was doing much to begin with, and the bulge she's making is starting to grow less distinct as acid floods your stomach. Still, you lean back and leave your belly hanging totally free, giving her every opportunity to prove you wrong. Even so, it doesn't take much longer for her to go totally still. You wait a moment, then sigh and lean forward to massage your belly. Your probing hands reveal that she isn't totally gone, but has simply admitted defeat. "I'm sorry..." you hear Mina mumble. Unsure if she was aiming that at you or not, you just give her a gentle pat on the back. "It's alright Mina, you did your best," you say. "Just //*UUrrp*//--sorry... Just relax and let go." You feel her seem to relax a little under the soothing efforts of your hands. "...I understand, $name..." she says quietly. "You were still very kind to me until now, and I understand what you are thinking here. I suppose you may be right. If I have to be digested, though I do not think that is true, it is best for a friend to do it..." You get a slight smile and give your gut a gentle hug. "I'm glad you aren't angry. Just let my stomach take care of you.~" Mina doesn't speak up again, going totally limp in your embrace. You stay in that position for a while, feeling the contents of your gut slowly start to soften. When you finally pull away, you give your gut a prod with one finger, finding no response other than a rush of gas up your throat. @@color:lime;Mina has been digested!@@ Content that your meal is finished, you lean back on the bed to relax. You sigh as you look around the vacant room, feeling somewhat conflicted on some level about what you've done. Then your eyes settle on the nearby nest of blankets and pillows and the feeling fades as a new idea occupies your mind. You quickly crawl over to it, the moderate bulge that used to be Mina not too much of a hindrance to your mobility. Since it had been made for someone of Mina's size, you have to reposition pretty much everything, but before long you and your gurgling belly are wrapped in a cocoon of warmth and comfort. You lean back into the plush pillows, massaging your ever-softening belly beneath the soft layers of blankets, and soon enough you find yourself drifting off to sleep. ... You gently awaken in an unfamiliar dorm, wrapped tight in various blankets. As you sit up and stretch your arms, a loud, rumbling belch escapes your lips, reminding you of what happened. You shift yourself out of the nest of blankets to sit on the edge of the bed. With a look of drowsy contentment on your face, you place a hand on your bloated belly, giving it a playful push and watching what's left of Mina jiggle around. You check the time, shocked to find that only a couple hours have passed despite how small your belly is already. Not only that, but you're actually feeling a little hungry, and it is dinner time. So, after a quick pit stop in Mina's bathroom, you decide to leave the empty room and head over to the dining hall. <<include "playerPredEnd">>[[Head to dinner->September 5th- Dinner]] <</append>> <<elseif ($preyHealthThreshold is 1) and !_betrayed>> <<append "#digestion">> Mina goes almost totally still inside of you, and you hear her sigh. "$name?" she asks "Yes? Are you okay in there?" you reply, running a soothing hand over your gut. "I am disappointed with myself, but I must admit that your stomach has worn me down..." she says, a slight hint of strain in her voice. "I do not think I will make it out of here myself soon enough, it has become overwhelming. Could you please let me out?" <</append>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <<replace "#special">> <<link "Let her out">> <<set $preyName to "released">> <<goto [[Practice With Mina- Released]] >> <</link>> <<link "Refuse">> <<set $karma -= 1>> <<set $preyFrustration to 2>> <<set _betrayed to true>> <<append "#digestion">> You stay silent after hearing her request, staring intently at your gut as your hands gently massage its sides. You bite your lip and furrow your brow, thinking intently about how to handle this now that it's come down to it. This close, with your prey admitting defeat... you can't help but think about how hopeless things are for Mina on her own... "$name?" You take a deep breath, having made your choice. "Mina..." you say. "I haven't been doing anything to try to keep you down, and you still can't beat me. If you can't manage this, you're never going to be able to escape anyone else, and you're just going to get digested anyways." "$name[0]-$name..?" Mina whimpers. You feel a pang of guilt, having never heard her stutter or stumble over her words like that, but stick to your choice. "Look, I know what I said going into this, but we have to be realistic here..." you say, stopping your massage and instead simply resting one hand on your belly. "If you can't get out of there on your own... you aren't getting out." Mina stays still and silent for a moment, processing your betrayal. Then, you feel her give one hard push forward. "...Okay." Without another word, she kicks to life, clearly giving it her all now that she has the extra knowledge that her life really is on the line. <</append>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <</link>> <</replace>> <<elseif $turn is 3>> <<set $sceneAttack to 0>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $progress > 0>>While she's had more of an impact on your stomach than you expected, you don't feel like Mina's efforts are really cutting it so far, not with the limited time you have before she's in serious danger.<<else>>Mina's performance has been unfortunately disappointing thus far, though you can't say you're surprised. You have limited time before she's in serious danger, and you can already feel your stomach acid starting to build up.<</if>> She really needs to push harder if she's going to have a chance. Since you're helping her train here, you try to think of the best way to give her some encouragement. <</append>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <<replace "#special">> <<link "Give her good advice">> <<set $preyFrustration to 2>> <<set $stomachHealth -= random(3,5)>> <<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<SidebarText>><</replace>> <<append "#digestion">> "Hey Mina?" you say, giving her head a gentle tap through your belly. "You're doing alright, but I think you need to push harder if you're going to escape on your own." "Oh, am I not being effective?" Mina says, slowing her movements and sounding a little disappointed. "<<if $preyFrustration > 1>>Oh, no! You've actually been doing pretty well with your recent moves, but<<else>>Well, you could definitely stand to improve<</if>>," you reply. "I think you need to try something different to really make my gut angry. Do you remember the 'heartbeat maneuver' that Slate was talking about in class yesterday?" "Of course, I always review my Escapism notes after class!" "Why don't you try hitting me with that? It doesn't rely as much on strength and you've clearly got the energy to keep it going." "Good idea!" Mina squeaks. She immediately starts to struggle again, this time using the technique you recommended. She pushes her arms and legs out to stretch your stomach, then quickly pulls them in, only to abruptly repeat the movement. You almost start to regret giving her the advice as she keeps up the attack, quickly feeling the impact of her more focused struggle. <</append>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <</link>> <<link "Give her bad advice">> <<set $preyFrustration to 0>> <<append "#digestion">> "Hey Mina?" you say, giving her head a gentle tap through your belly. "You're doing alright, but I think you need to push harder if you're going to escape on your own." "Oh, am I not being effective?" Mina says, slowing her movements and sounding a little disappointed. "<<if $preyFrustration > 1>>Oh, no! You've actually been doing pretty well with your recent moves, but<<else>>Well, you could definitely stand to improve<</if>>," you reply. "I think you need to try something different to really make my gut angry. Hmm... you know actually, how about you try taking a little break? Maybe you can take my stomach by surprise with a big push after having time to relax, it could be getting used to the constant struggling." "If you believe that will work, I will try it," Mina squeaks. And, sure enough she goes completely still, the bulge she's making in your belly staying almost eerily still for a while. <</append>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <</link>> <<link "Just cheer her on">> <<if $preyFrustration < 2>><<set $preyFrustration += 1>><</if>> <<append "#digestion">> "Don't let the acid scare you, just keep pushing!" you say, opting to just give her some general encouragement. You give your belly a reassuring pat. "I know you've got it in you, just give it your all and you can get out of there all on your own!" "Thank you $name, I'll do my best!" Mina squeaks, her efforts seeming to be reinvigorated from your support. <</append>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <</link>> <</replace>> <<elseif $turn is 6>> <<append "#digestion">> The splashing and sloshing coming from your stomach is really starting to worry you. Mina seems to still be intent on struggling to keep up her training, but you can tell that things are getting pretty ugly inside of you, and it's only going to get worse for her. She needs to get out fast if she's going to manage on her own, and you're not positive she has it in her. Maybe it would be best to just call this off now... <</append>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <<replace "#special">> <<link "Encourage her">> <<set $preyFrustration to 2>> <<set $stomachHealth -= random(3,5)>> <<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<SidebarText>><</replace>> <<append "#digestion">> "Mina, things sound like they're getting pretty bad in there..." you say, rubbing your belly with one hand. "Are you ready to throw in the towel?" "No!" she replies almost immediately. "It is true that your stomach acid has risen quite a bit, but I can still fight!" You smile. "I thought not, just being safe!" you say, patting your belly. "But you are going to need to pick up the pace at this point. Try to remember the advantage you have!" "My advantage?" "Yeah, it's something unique to you that you can leverage against pretty much anyone! You're tiny!" you say, laughing a little. "You should be able to squirm around and change position a lot easier than someone closer to my height." "Oh, that is a good point! Thank you for the advice $name!" Mina chirps. Shortly after, you wince as she puts your words to the test. You watch your gut bouncing around with fascination as she start to twist and shift around, kicking up all kinds of odd sloshing noises as she constantly changes position, assaulting your stomach walls from every angle. Your worries about her odds of escape have definitely been put at ease. <</append>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <</link>> <<link "Release her">> <<set $preyName to "released">> <<goto [[Practice With Mina- Released]] >> <</link>> <<link "Leave her be for now">> <<append "#digestion">> You sigh and lean back on the bed, giving your squirming belly a worried look. Although you're getting a bit uncomfortable, she knows what the situation is and clearly isn't ready to tap out. For now, you'll just let her keep going until she requests otherwise herself. <</append>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <</link>> <</replace>> <</if>>

<<set _roll to random(1,2)>> /* REMEMBER TO INCLUDE VARIABLE CHANGES IN UNIQUE DIALOGUE */ <<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "relax">> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<if _roll is 1>> <<append "#digestion">> You lean back on your arms with a sigh, leaving your belly open and unhindered while Mina struggles within. You just watch with a slight smile<<if !_betrayed>>, trusting that she'll figure out what to do on her own<</if>>. <</append>> <<else>> <<append "#digestion">> You reposition yourself a little to get comfortable, then just watch your squirming belly. "Just keep fighting Mina, don't give up." <</append>> <</if>> <<case "massage">> <<if _betrayed>><<include "genericPredOutcome">><</if>> <<if _roll is 1>> <<append "#digestion">> You start to slowly run your hands along your belly, gently pushing in on Mina's writhing form. You don't put enough pressure to hinder her, or even soothe yourself really, just trying to signal to Mina that she's doing well. <</append>> <<else>> <<append "#digestion">> "Oof, ouch, my poor, aching belly," you say in an exaggerated voice, grinning as you start to gently massage your gut. "If only I hadn't swallowed such powerful prey..." <<if !_betrayed>>You faintly hear Mina giggle inside of you.<</if>> <</append>> <</if>> <<case "taunt">> <<if _betrayed>><<include "genericPredOutcome">><</if>> <<if _roll is 1>> <<append "#digestion">> "Wow, this has to be the easiest meal I've ever had!" you say<<if !_betrayed>>, making sure it clearly comes across that you're acting in your tone<</if>>. You poke the bulge in your belly a few times. "Are you even trying in there?"<<if !_betrayed>> Mina pauses for a moment to consider how to change up her strategy, clearly getting the message.<</if>> <</append>> <<else>> <<append "#digestion">> You push in on your belly a little, deliberately forcing out a belch. "//*Urp*// Jeez, I shouldn't have to //work// for my burps while I'm digesting someone, this is just sad," you tease<<if !_betrayed>> in an exaggerated tone<</if>>. You pat Mina's head through your belly. "I guess you //want// to be digested, huh?" <</append>> <</if>> <<case "squeeze">> <<if !_betrayed and ($preyHealth < ((10+$strength)*_playerDifficultyMod))>><<if $acidStage > 2>><<set $preyHealth to 9>><<elseif $acidStage is 2>><<set $preyHealth to 7>><<else>><<set $preyHealth to 5>><</if>><<else>><<include "genericPredOutcome">><</if>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $counter < 1>><<set $karma -= 1>><<set $counter += 1>> Your frustration at Mina actually starting to upset your stomach grows, and finally gets the better of you. Taking a deep breath, you tighten your stomach muscles, squeezing Mina with the same force you would any other prey. If she's starting to do well, why not ramp up the difficulty and make things a bit more realistic for her? Mina lets out a surprised whimper as the walls crash in, though she doesn't say anything. You feel a slight tinge of guilt despite your justification.<<else>>Fully willing to put more heat on Mina at this point despite what you agreed upon at the start, you wrap your arms around your belly and squeeze it tight. You feel Mina pause in confusion under the added pressure.<</if>> <</append>> <<case "damaged">> <<if $preyHealthThreshold is 2>> <<append "#digestion">> Your stomach groans and gurgles as Mina struggles within you, eagerly churning away at your friend, unaware that this is just a training exercise. You rest a hand on your gut with a worried look on your face. It's been a while, and you can tell Mina is feeling the effects of your stomach's efforts. "Hey Mina? Are you doing alright in there?" you ask, lightly tapping her through your belly. "Remember you just need to ask to get out." "Yes, thank you for your concern $name!" Mina replies, continuing to struggle. "I would like to get the most out of this training, so I will not give up while I can still fight!" @@color:yellow;Your stomach is taking its toll on Mina.@@ <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "progress">> <<if $progress is 1>> <<append "#digestion">> A sudden wave of nausea washes over you, and a somewhat uncomfortable burp works its way up your throat. It's only for a brief moment before the feeling passes, but it's enough to make you start trying to honestly soothe your belly with your hands. You grin and force yourself to return to a more neutral position. "Keep it //*urp*// up Mina, I'm really starting to feel that! You're doing good!" you say. @@color:yellow;Mina is starting to upset your stomach!@@ <</append>> <<elseif $progress is 2>> <<set $noSqueeze to false>> <<toggleclass "#squeeze" "hide">> <<append "#digestion">> A sour groan rumbles through the air and you wince, a dull pain spreading through your abdomen. You start to rub your belly a little, Mina's struggling actually starting to really get through to you. While you're happy that she's doing well, it's hard to be too excited about someone giving you a stomachache. And in the back of your mind, some sort of predatorial instinct is starting to nag at you, frustration building at some level that prey as wimpy as Mina is actually threatening to escape you... You shake your head and brush off the feeling, smiling down at your squirming gut instead. "You're //*urp*// doing great Mina! Don't let up, you'll be out in no time!" @@color:yellow;Mina is gaining the upper hand!@@ <</append>> <<elseif $progress is 3>> <<if $noSqueeze>> <<set $noSqueeze to false>> <<toggleclass "#squeeze" "hide">> <</if>> <<append "#digestion">> You instinctively cover your mouth, suddenly feeling a sharp pain in your gut and a powerful wave of nausea. It's tough, but you do your best not to fight it as your stomach starts to crush in on Mina. However, even without trying to hold her down, the feeling passes before any of Mina manages to start coming back up. "$name!" Mina says, a surprising amount of excitement in her voice. "$name was that..?" "Y-Yeah Mina you're //*URrrrp*//... you're really getting close," you say, gently rubbing your belly. You give a weak chuckle. "I don't know how much //*urp*// more my stomach can take." "Oh, I am sorry to cause you discomfort..." "No, no, you're fine! You're the one in an acid-filled stomach," you say, giving her a reassuring pat. "We both knew what we signed up for. Show me who's boss!" @@color:yellow;Your stomach can't hold out much longer.@@ <</append>> <</if>> <<default>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</switch>>

<<Time 14.75>><<if $preyName is "released">><<set $minaEscapeTraining += 1>><<if $preyHealthThreshold < 2>>"Of course! Sit tight, I'll get you right out," you say, patting your belly.<<else>>"Mina, things sound like they're getting pretty bad in there..." you say, rubbing your belly with one hand. You've made up your mind. "I'm not sure how you're feeling, but I don't think I'm comfortable with pushing this any further, I'm going to get you out of there, okay?" "Oh, I suppose if you think that is best," Mina says, stopping her struggling. She sounds disappointed. "Though I am still willing to train more." You smile and pat your gut. "You've definitely got the right spirit, you'll improve in no time!" you say with a little laugh. "But I think it's safest to call this off now."<</if>>You quickly get up and move into the bathroom, aiming to let her out right into her shower. "Okay, brace yourself!" You place your hands onto the lower end of your belly, then slowly start to push in and up on Mina. After taking a deep breath and making sure you're in a good position, you squeeze your stomach muscles tight and shove much harder with your hands, trying to force your body to let her out. The first time only makes you gag, but a second push almost immediately sends Mina on her way. You feel her body push back up into your throat, sliding out through your mouth and onto the floor of the shower with surprising ease. Mina sits up almost immediately, her face entirely concealed by her long hair that's now drenched in stomach acid. She pushes just enough aside so that she can see you, seeming lost in thought. The rest of her body is similarly soaked, and she's been stripped down to her underwear by the efforts of your stomach. "I failed..." she mumbles, finally getting to her feet. She seems to be staring off into space, and you're not sure if she's even noticed the state of her outfit yet. "I am sorry to have let you down $name, after you took the time to help me like this." You give her a warm smile. "Hey, hey, don't be so down!" you say, resting your hand on her slimy shoulder to try and snap her out of her funk. "<<if $escapismLabMina>>We already knew from class the other day that this is probably how it was going to go. You can't just magically get better, that's why you're training like this!<<else>>We did this because we knew you needed training, you can't expect to just magically get better right away.<</if>> And you did great! You really gave it your all, and I could definitely tell you were improving." You give her an even bigger smile now that she's actually looking at you. "We'll just have to keep at this, you'll be getting A-pluses from Slate in no time!" Mina gives you a small smile in return. "You're right $name, thank you! This has been a big help."<<else>><<set $minaEscapeTraining += 2>>A mix of joy and discomfort spreads across your face as you feel a sharp pain in your gut. You reflexively lean forward and wrap your arms around your belly as your stomach rumbles and groans in irritation. Mina keeps squirming relentlessly--she's actually going to do it! You feel your stomach finally give in, the walls clamping down on Mina and starting to try and push her back up into your throat. Clapping a hand over your mouth, you get up and head into her bathroom, realizing you should probably let her out somewhere easier to clean. With one arm supporting your aching belly, you manage to just barely stumble over to her shower in time, already feeling her head pushing back into your mouth. Once you stop trying to hold her back, her body easily surges toward freedom and slides out onto the floor. Mina sits up almost immediately, her face completely concealed by her long hair that's now drenched in stomach acid. The rest of her body is similarly soaked, and she's been stripped down to her underwear by the efforts of your stomach. She parts her hair and pulls it back, giving you a rare sight: Not only is her entire face actually visible for once, but she's grinning. "$name, I did it!" she squeals, clapping her hands together. She quickly gets to her feet, seemingly unaware of, or unbothered by, the state of her outfit. <<if $preyHealthThreshold < 2>>"You sure did..!" you say, smiling at her between coughs. Then you start to feel guilty and give her a sheepish look, hoping she isn't too angry with you. "Um, Mina, look, I'm sorry--" "Do not worry, I understand! You knew I needed an extra push to reach my goal," she says, still smiling. "Thank you." "O-Oh, of course!" you reply with a nervous laugh. You breathe a subtle sigh of relief. "I knew you could do it!" "I knew the risk, and I have caused you pain even though you are helping me, so there is no need to be sorry," she says, seeming proud but starting to return more to her normal self.<<else>>"You sure did..!" you say, smiling at her between coughs. You can't help grinning at how happy she looks, more emotion on her face than you think you've ever seen before. "That's some quick improvement!" "Indeed! This training was a big help, thank you so very much $name!" she says. "I feel so much more prepared now!" "Well, not to put a damper on things, but do remember that I wasn't doing anything to try and keep you down, if anyone eats you for real it's going to be a lot tougher," you say. "But this is a great start, I'm proud of you!" "Oh of course, I know I am still behind most others in our class," she says, still seeming proud but starting to return to her normal self. "But I am much better than I was already!"<</if>><</if>> <<include "playerPredFail">>There's a brief pause where Mina looks herself over and seems to finally realize what state she's in, but she still doesn't seem particularly bothered. She walks over to the sink and rinses off her hands, then heads out into the main room to get a change of clothes. You follow her out, a thought suddenly coming to mind in the midst of this awkward silence. \ <<link "Suggest you continue training with the roles reversed">> <<if $fat > 49>> <<replace "#choice">>\ "Hey Mina, after you get cleaned up, how about we do some training the other way around too?" you say as you watch her pick out a fresh outfit. She pauses and looks over at you. "You mean have me swallow you? Why?" she says, cocking her head a little. "I am not particularly interested in being a predator, and I very much doubt I could do much to help you with your escaping." "Well, I know you may not be super interested in it, but to get good enough grades to advance here so you can continue to train your escaping skills you're going to have to be reasonably competent at eating people too," you say. "While we're already training, why not work on that too?" "I suppose you have a point... but that is not the only problem with the idea," she says. You notice her quickly looking you over. "Oh?" "You are too large, $name," Mina says. "I do not mean to be rude, but I would struggle to get someone of your height down even if they were underweight. <<if $escapismLabMina>>You are even larger than you were in lab the other day now, and I barely managed then<<else>>I think I would hurt myself trying<</if>>." "O-Oh..." you say, blushing a little. You look down and poke at your flabby gut. "Yeah, I guess you're probably right about that, good call... Uh, well, I'll leave you to it then!" @@color:yellow;You were too fat for Mina to even entertain the idea of swallowing you.@@ Feeling a little embarrassed, you quickly walk over to the door. Just as you're about to head out, however, something else occurs to you. \ <<link "Invite Mina to Emma's party">> <<replace "#invite">>\ <<set $week1PartyMinaInvited to true>>\ "Oh Mina, by the way, one other thing," you say, catching her just before she disappears into the bathroom. "My roommate is throwing a big party for all the freshmen this Saturday, you're invited if you'd like to go!" "Oh! I must admit I am not usually much for parties, but I can try to stop by for a little while," she says. "Awesome! It's Saturday night in the lounge in Lampton, I'll see you there!" You give her a wave, then step out into the hall to return to your own dorm. [[Head back to your dorm->September 5th- Before Dinner]] <</replace>> <</link>> <<link "Don't invite her">> <<replace "#invite">>\ But, quickly realizing that inviting Mina to a big party like Emma is planning would be an incredibly dangerous, stupid idea, you decide not to say anything. While Mina disappears back into the bathroom, you step out into the hall to return to your own dorm. [[Head back to your dorm->September 5th- Before Dinner]] <</replace>> <</link>> \ <</replace>> <<elseif $playerSize > 5>> <<goto [[Practice With Mina- Too Fat]]>> <<else>> <<goto [[Practice With Mina- Pred Training]]>> <</if>><</link>> <<link "Just head back to your own dorm so she can clean up">> <<replace "#choice">>\ "Well, I suppose I'll let you get cleaned up then," you say, dismissing the idea. You head over towards the door. "Stay safe!" "Yes, goodbye $name! Thank you again for this!" Mina replies. <<Mina 1>> Just as you're about to head out, however, something else occurs to you. \ <<link "Invite Mina to Emma's party">> <<replace "#invite">>\ <<set $week1PartyMinaInvited to true>>\ "Hey Mina, by the way," you say, catching her just before she disappears into the bathroom. "My roommate is throwing a big party for all the freshmen this Saturday, you're invited if you'd like to go!" "Oh! I must admit I am not usually much for parties, but I can try to stop by for a little while," she says. "Awesome! It's Saturday night in the lounge in Lampton, I'll see you there!" You give her a wave, then step out into the hall to return to your own dorm. [[Head back to your dorm->September 5th- Before Dinner]] <</replace>> <</link>> <<link "Don't invite her">> <<replace "#invite">>\ But, quickly realizing that inviting Mina to a big party like Emma is planning would be an incredibly dangerous, stupid idea, you decide not to say anything. While Mina disappears back into the bathroom, you step out into the hall to return to your own dorm. [[Head back to your dorm->September 5th- Before Dinner]] <</replace>> <</link>> \ <</replace>> <</link>>

<<Time 14>>Feeling like you may have better odds of finding prey that's manageable on the second floor, you take a left from your dorm and head for the stairs. Maybe you'll even be able to grab someone coming out of their room. After heading upstairs, it doesn't take long for you to spot a potential meal--a blonde girl with blue highlights and a low cut shirt that stops just short of her bellybutton is heading your way. <<if $ateAshley>>She looks vaguely familiar for some reason, but you can't quite place where you've seen her. <</if>>She's walking alone and is clearly distracted by her phone, barely paying any attention to her surroundings. At first glance she looks like the perfect target. However, shortly after you spot her, she turns the corner to make her way across the bridge to Lampton. It's a bit late to be heading to the cafeteria to grab lunch, and the more you think about how she's absorbed in her phone, the more likely it seems that she's an upperclassman with enough experience to not be worried about dropping her guard around freshmen. \ <<link "Go for her">> <<set $pacifist to false>> <<set _checkType to "oral">> <<set _baseline to 8>> <<set _modifier to 5>> <<include "voreCheck">> <<if _swallow>> <<goto [[On the Hunt- Eat Nicole]]>> <<else>> <<goto [[On the Hunt- Eaten by Nicole]]>> <</if>> <</link>> <<link "Too risky, wait and find someone else">><<replace "#choice">>You decide that it's not worth the risk to go after her. <<if $totalPrey > 2>>Even though you've been doing pretty well for yourself so far, you're not confident enough to go after someone above your grade this early.<<else>>Going after someone who seems likely to be at least a sophomore this early on is definitely a bad idea.<</if>><<if $analAteOlivia>> Olivia was just a lucky fluke, you can't take it as proof of anything.<<elseif $ateAshley>> Sure you may have technically eaten a junior already, but Ashley could have easily beaten you in any other circumstances than what happened at the party, you can't take it as proof of anything.<</if>> So, you ignore the girl and carry on your way, heading through the halls towards the classrooms on the other side of the building. Unfortunately, you don't end up having much luck after that first opportunity. The upstairs halls are pretty barren, and even after spending a couple //hours// walking through the loop of hallways and trying to lie in wait in various spots, you only ever come across not only a large group, but a group of what looks like at least juniors. Somehow, there's not a single person who comes by that you have any confidence you could handle. Eventually, your stomach lets out a pained growl and you check the time, finding that it's gotten late enough that you may as well just head to the dining hall for dinner. [[Head to dinner->September 5th- Dinner]]<</replace>><</link>>

<<Time 14>><<set $ameliaBathroomScene to true>>\ Feeling like you're likely to have more options available if you use the main hall of Karbo, you stick to prowling the first floor. You head around the corner from your dorm, starting to make your way through the halls. You start by making your way over to the classroom halls on the other side of the building since there may be some classes getting out around now. Sure enough, you pass by a crowd of what looks like freshman going the opposite way as you. Unfortunately, there aren't really any stragglers and none of them seem to be particularly easy targets, so you carry on. As you make a slow loop through the block of classrooms, fortune does not seem to be on your side. More than once, you spot a lone girl that seems like a potential target you could handle, only for them to enter into one of the classrooms long before you would have even had the chance to catch them if you'd tried. You continue to prowl the halls, but even with another loop around no opportunities present themself. You change tactics and head for the main hall instead. Unfortunately, you don't fare much better here. It just doesn't seem to be your day, as even alternating between waiting in the lobby for people to come by and passing through the main hall you can't find anyone who isn't in a big group or clearly out of your league. When it starts to get close to four o'clock, you start to head back to the classroom halls to see if you'll have more luck this time, starting to think you may have to <<if $samRel > 1>>take a page out of Sam's playbook and try to lure someone away<<else>>get trickier if you want a meal here<</if>>. However, as you make your way through the main hall you realize the tables may have just turned on you. You can hear someone walking behind you, and sure enough, when you sneak a glance while turning the corner you recognize her as a girl who had also been sitting in the lobby. An upperclassman from the looks of it. It could just be a coincidence that she left at the same time as you, but... To be safe, especially after she seemed to still be behind you after heading towards the classroom halls, you duck into a nearby bathroom as soon as you're pretty sure you're out of her sight. Unfortunately, the bathroom is still occupied, and bursting in like you did startles the girl washing her hands at the sink. "Jesus fucking... give me a heart attack why don't you," the girl says, clearly irritated. She has light brown hair, and is wearing a v-necked shirt with black shorts. While she's on the shorter side, she is very plump, to the point you can't help but note that she would make a pretty decent dinner. As you look her over, your stomach lets out a low growl, reminding you why you left your room in the first place. If you had to guess, you'd say that the girl in front of you is a freshman. It wouldn't be too hard to get her down, and with her in your stomach you wouldn't have to worry about that upperclassman who was stalking you. "... Are you just a dumbass, or do I already have to eat my second person from this school?" the girl asks, now standing in front of you, annoyed that you're blocking her exit. \ <<link "Go for it">> <<set $pacifist to false>> <<set _checkType to "oral">> <<set _baseline to 10>> <<set _modifier to 0>> <<include "voreCheck">> <<if _swallow>> <<goto [[On the Hunt- Eat Amelia]]>> <<else>> <<set $stamina -= 8>> <<replace "#choice">>\ "Ah, sorry about that," you say, stepping to the side. Once you're out of her way, the girl completely stops paying attention to you, reaching for the door handle. With your window of opportunity closing, you strike as fast as you can. Her complete disregard of you as a threat has left her wide open, and your stomach is still begging for a filling dinner. As her hand reaches for the door, you make your move, striking out quickly to grab her wrist. In your haste, however, you barely graze her skin, your lunge forward bringing you down to eye level with her. You start to stand back up for a second attempt, but her defenses are already up. With your head so close to hers, she stares you down and grabs your head, pulling it towards her face. @@color:orange;Your strength fails you.@@ The thought that she's about to turn the tables on you barely has time to register before her forehead slams against your nose. You stumble backwards, a sharp hot pain on your face as your back hits one of the stalls. "Asshole! I survived Monday, I'm sure as hell not getting eaten by some rando in the bathroom!" she shouts, storming out in a huff. You shakily get up to your feet, wanting to at least lock the door to make sure no one walks in while you're catching your breath. However, right when your hand touches the lock, you hear a familiar voice scream. Peeking out from the bathroom, you witness a pair of legs wearing familiar shoes quickly disappearing down the mouth of the girl that had been following you earlier. In what feels like a matter of seconds, your would-be dinner is completely swallowed, a loud belch sealing her fate. As soon as she's finished, the upperclassman walks off down the hall without missing a beat, her stride barely affected by her newly bulging belly. While you failed to grab her for dinner, you don't expect her to escape the upperclassman's stomach. Still clutching your nose, you walk over to the mirror to assess the damage. It's bleeding, but luckily your would-be dinner didn't seem to hit hard enough to deal lasting damage. Grabbing some paper towels from the dispenser is enough to get you cleaned up, and you decide to stay in the bathroom while you catch your breath and wait for the bleeding to stop. By the time you're ready to leave it's late enough that you decide to just admit defeat and head to the dining hall to fill your belly instead. [[Head to dinner->September 5th- Dinner]]\ <</replace>> <</if>> <</link>> <<link "Don't risk it">><<replace "#choice">>\ The girl barely acknowledges you once you step aside to let her pass, even as your stomach lets out a whine in protest. All you can do to comfort your empty stomach is give it a gentle pat while the door closes, it's desired dinner already gone. However, right when you move to lock the door behind her, you hear a familiar voice scream. Peeking out from the bathroom, you witness a pair of legs quickly disappearing down the mouth of the girl that had been following you earlier. In what feels like a matter of seconds, your would-be dinner is completely swallowed, a loud belch sealing her fate. As soon as she's finished, the upperclassman walks off down the hall without missing a beat, her stride barely affected by her newly bulging belly. Once she's gone, you walk out of the bathroom, and with the halls now a little safer with a potential predator now full you're free to go back to hunting. After a couple minutes spent prowling the halls, it quickly becomes apparent that another opportunity isn't going to present itself. After passing a more successful predator, one whose prey is still kicking and screaming inside them, your empty belly's whining becomes too loud to ignore, and you give up and decide to go to the dining hall for dinner instead. [[Head to dinner->September 5th- Dinner]]\ <</replace>><</link>>\

<<set $ateNicole to true>><<set $preyName to "Nicole">><<set $preyHealthMax to 32>><<set $preyResilience to 4>><<set $preyFrustration to 0>><<set $preyExhaustion to 0>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "Nicole_PredActions">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "Nicole_Struggle">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "Nicole_Pred(TEXT)">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Eat Nicole- Failure">><<set $preySize to 5>><<set $fullness += $preySize>><<set _nicoleAngry to false>><<set _nicoleResistCrush to false>>\ <<if $day5SavedMandy is "nicole">>You make up your mind, deciding that you're going to rescue Mandy and catch yourself a meal at the same time. She may be an upperclassman, but you're feeling pretty confident in your abilities, and with her focus on Mandy and the element of surprise on your side you should at least be able to get her down pretty easily. Taking a quick deep breath, you move in to sneak up behind Nicole. Right as you're about to make your move, Mandy finally notices your presence. "<<print $name[0]>>-$name?" she says with a slight tinge of hope in her voice. "Huh?" Nicole says, pausing just as she was moving in to swallow her when she notices that Mandy is looking behind her. You curse under your breath and lunge forward, managing to lock her arms down with a tight hug from behind. "Ugh, seriously?" "Mandy run!" you shout, squeezing Nicole tight as she shifts against your grip. Mandy doesn't need any time to process your instructions, immediately bolting off toward Karbo. "Fine freshie, I'll eat you instead, if you insist," Nicole grunts, twisting and throwing her weight forward to try and throw you off. But, you manage to maintain your grip, and don't waste any more time forcing her head into your mouth. "Oh come o--//mmph//!" Despite her protest, she's helpless as you start to swallow her down, your throat bulging out with her head as you begin to work your mouth over her shoulders.<<else>>\ Without much time to make your choice, you decide it's worth the risk and move in. The fact that she's distracted by her phone gives you the perfect opportunity to strike--and if you're correct that she's an upperclassman, chances are you're really going to need that extra help. Walking quickly, you attempt to close the distance between the two of you. Things seem to be going perfectly, you're only a couple feet behind her, and she doesn't seem to have even noticed you stalking her. Holding your breath, you lunge in to close the final stretch, practically pouncing on her as you move in close, and raising your hand to cover her mouth. "MMRG--!?" She tries to exclaim something in surprise, but you manage to silence her before she can say anything, and with a simple push, her head is shoved into your waiting mouth. A girl who was passing by jumps back as you make your move, but once she sees she's not a target she continues on her route, leaving you alone as you work your mouth over your prey's shoulders, your throat bulging as her head begins its descent. Her arms are blindly flailing, trying to reach behind her in an attempt to push herself out, but before she can find a grip you manage to wrestle them away, locking them at her sides as you continue to swallow.<</if>> The low cut of her shirt actually gives you a pretty good, long taste of her skin, when her hair isn't in the way at least. She has a subtle bubblegum flavor, one that's cut off far too quickly once you get to her shirt. Once you get to her waist, she stops struggling. While the break is nice, it doesn't take long to realize that she's saving her energy for her escape. Still, the break is undeniably welcome, and once you're past her shorts it means you have plenty of time to finish enjoying her. Taking a moment to enjoy her taste one last time, her legs disappear behind your lips, and your mouth closes around her feet, one final gulp sending the last of her down your throat. @@color:yellowgreen;You overpowered your prey.@@ Leaning against the wall and supporting your now bulging belly with your arms, you're able to stand pretty comfortably, even with her weight inside you. "//*UUuuurp*// Thanks for making that so //*urp*// easy for me!" you taunt with a grin. <<if $day5SavedMandy is "nicole">>"What, did you think you were safe just 'cause you had someone else cornered? You were practically begging for it with how long you were drawing it out." You hear her snicker slightly from within your stomach. "Sure, sure, you do have a point. If someone skilled had come by while I was having fun with your buddy it could have been a problem. But you?" she says, her tone surprisingly smug for someone inside a stomach. "You barely got me in here even with a huge advantage taking me by surprise. You really think you can take on a sophomore freshie? Then you're even dumber than the one I was going to eat."<<else>>"I mean, walking around with your nose practically touching your phone? You do remember what everyone is at this school for, right?" You hear her snicker slightly from within your stomach. "Please, I stopped being nervous walking the freshman halls before the end of my first semester. You know, after it was clear that even the people there who could get me down couldn't keep me there," she replies, her tone surprisingly smug for someone inside a stomach. At least this confirms your suspicion she might be an upperclassman. "So I'll give you the benefit of the doubt and assume that you're a freshie who thought she was grabbing another freshie. But I'm a sophomore, and if you're a good girl and let me out asap, I'll forget about you messing up my hair and you won't have to end today as Nicole Vasari's tits."<</if>> <<if $analAteOlivia or $ateAshley>>"Oh, don't worry. You aren't the first upperclassman I've //*uuurp*// churned to a pulp in here, and you definitely won't be the last," you explain, stroking your bulging belly confidently and letting out a belch for emphasis. Conveniently, you leave out the fact that your past efforts were on less than equal footing. Nicole gives a small whistle from inside your stomach. "Not bad, it took me a couple weeks to nab my first sophomore last year," she says to you, your history clearly not a source of worry for her. "It's a shame that talent's going to be reduced to a gurgling stew by the end of the day."<<else>>While you can't deny you are a little worried seeing her confidence even after being eaten, you were prepared for her being an upperclassman. <<if $day5SavedMandy is "nicole">>"Well, I swallowed you knowing you weren't a freshman, so yeah, I am pretty confident I can handle you. Mandy isn't on the menu, and pretty soon you won't be either," you reply, giving your belly a pat.<<else>>"Sorry, giving up meals tends to feel pretty gross, so I try to avoid it outside of class. I'm sure you //*uuurp*// understand," you reply, trying to match her tone.<</if>> "Ha! If nothing else, you're coming at this with the right attitude," she snickers. "If you weren't going to be my afternoon snack, I think we could have gotten along pretty well."<</if>><<done>><<include $sceneActionsLink>><<replace "#actionReminder">><<PredActionReminder>><</replace>><</done>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "predOptions">></div>

<<set $eatenByNicole to true>><<set $predName to "Nicole">><<set $predSS to 48>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "Nicole_PreyStruggle">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "Nicole_Prey(TEXT)">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "Nicole_Actions">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Eaten by Nicole- Escape">><<set _nicoleAggro to false>><<set _nicoleMassage to false>><<set _idle to 0>><<set _nicoleFocus to false>><<if $ateNicole>><<set _reversal to true>><<set _nicoleAggro to true>><</if>>\ <<if _reversal>>\ "Come here!" she growls, lunging forward towards you. You try to dodge out of the way, but you're too drained from the ordeal of her escape to even come close to avoiding her. She shoves you to the ground, getting a tight grip on your shoulders, her hands somewhat wet with your own digestive fluids. "Now let's do this the right way.~" @@color:orange;Your strength fails you.@@ "Pfft, Nicole, that you?" someone nearby says. You can't see her with Nicole looming over you. "Did you let a //freshman// do that to you?" Nicole gets an annoyed look on her face and tightens her grip a little more. "Getting out of her was no problem, now I'm teaching her a lesson. Just shut up and go away..." "Haha, fine, good luck. I'll see you back at the dorm," the other girl laughs, walking off and leaving you to your fate. With the interruption over, Nicole doesn't waste any more time. She opens her mouth wide and forces your head inside, immediately starting to swallow you down further. She doesn't give you even the lightest room to wiggle free, using her still-slimy body to keep yours locked in exactly the position she needs, slowly sitting up as she swallows you down.\ <<else>>\ <<if $day5SavedMandy is "nicole">>You make up your mind, deciding that you're going to rescue Mandy and catch yourself a meal at the same time. She may be an upperclassman, but you're feeling pretty confident in your abilities, and with her focus on Mandy and the element of surprise on your side you should at least be able to get her down pretty easily. Taking a quick deep breath, you move in to sneak up behind Nicole. Right as you're about to make your move, Mandy finally notices your presence. "<<print $name[0]>>-$name?" she says with a slight tinge of hope in her voice. "Huh?" Nicole says, pausing just as she was moving in to swallow her when she notices that Mandy is looking behind her. You curse under your breath and lunge forward, managing to lock her arms down with a tight hug from behind. "Ugh, seriously?" "Mandy run!" you shout, squeezing Nicole tight as she shifts against your grip. Mandy doesn't need any time to process your instructions, immediately bolting off toward Karbo. "Fine freshie, I'll eat you instead, if you insist," Nicole grunts, twisting and throwing her weight forward to try and throw you off. The maneuver takes you by surprise and she manages to slam you into the wall, making you lose your grip. Nicole wastes no time flipping things around, pinning you against the glass much like she had Mandy. @@color:orange;Your strength fails you.@@ <<if $ateAshley>>"Alright, let's... wait..." she says, squinting a little. Then she bursts out laughing. "HAHA! Oh god, you're the girl who won at the party the other night aren't you? That whole 'freshman champion' thing really went to your head, huh?" "Yeah, that's me," you say, trying to sound confident as you attempt to wriggle out of her grip. "Got forcefed a junior and now you think you're a big shot, what a dumbass," she laughs. "You know you couldn't have even dreamed of keeping Ashley down for real, right? What makes you think you could take on an upperclassman all on your own?" "I thought you were a freshman..." you lie. She chuckles and steps uncomfortably close as you attempt to throw her off, wedging one of her legs between yours to leave you completely locked down. "Aw, lying doesn't suit you, 'wildcard'. Don't tell me you don't remember me?" she says in a condescending tone. You suddenly remember why she seemed familiar--she talked with you at the party. "Look, I don't really care that you saved your buddy, but someone still needs to snap this choker.~"<<else>>"Alright, let's just cut to the chase," she says, somehow looking both smug and annoyed at the same time. "I used up all my taunting for this part on your buddy. Someone still needs to snap this choker.~"<</if>><<else>>\ Without much time to make your choice, you decide it's worth the risk and move in. The fact that she's distracted by her phone gives you the perfect opportunity to strike--and if you're correct that she's an upperclassman, chances are you're really going to need that extra help. Walking quickly, you attempt to close the distance between the two of you. Things seem to be going perfectly, you're only a couple feet behind her, and she doesn't seem to have even noticed you stalking her. Holding your breath, you lunge in to close the final stretch, practically pouncing on her as you move in close, and raising your hand to cover her mouth. "MMRG--!?" She tries to exclaim something in surprise, but you manage to silence her before she can say anything, and with a simple push, her head is shoved into your waiting mouth. A girl who was passing by jumps back as you make your move, but once she sees she's not a target she continues on her route, leaving you alone as you work your mouth over your prey's shoulders, your throat bulging as her head begins its descent. However, with the element of surprise lost, your prey quickly recovers. She reaches back and gets a grip on your shoulders before you can grab her arms, and with a hard shove her head is uncomfortably pulled back almost all the way out of your mouth. Then, she swings one of her arms back to elbow you hard in the gut, knocking the wind out of you and forcing you to stumble back and surrender the tiny bit of progress you'd retained. @@color:orange;Your strength fails you.@@ "Ugh, come on, what dumbass freshman..." the girl growls, turning her head to glare at you. Her hair is a little disheveled from her brief time inside of you, and now that you're getting a closer look at her you notice she's wearing small silver earrings and a dark blue choker. She smirks and the anger in her face seems to subside as she fully turns to you. <<if $ateAshley>>"HAHA! Oh god, you're the girl who won at the party the other night aren't you? That whole 'freshman champion' thing really went to your head, huh?" "Yeah, that's me," you say, trying to sound confident as you attempt to back away into a better position. "Got forcefed a junior and now you think you're a big shot, what a dumbass," she laughs, stepping forward and pushing you back against the wall with a grip on your shoulder. "You know you couldn't have even dreamed of keeping Ashley down for real, right? What makes you think you could take on an upperclassman all on your own?" "I thought you were a freshman..." you lie. She chuckles and steps uncomfortably close as you attempt to throw her off, wedging one of her legs between yours to leave you completely locked down. "Aw, lying doesn't suit you, 'wildcard'. Don't tell me you don't remember me?" she says in a condescending tone. You suddenly remember why she seemed familiar--she talked with you at the party. "I don't think we were properly introduced since Zoey got in the way--I'm Nicole. And I'd love to say this is because I'm offended you forgot about me so quickly, or for ruining my hair, but honestly? I only wear this choker hoping someone will give me a reason to snap it.~"<<else>>"Yeah, you look about right<<if $fat > 34>>. Figures it had to be a fatty..." she says with a sigh.<<elseif $breastSize > 24>>. Hmm, not a bad one though..." she says, quickly licking her lips after looking you over.<<else>>," she chuckles.<</if>> "Uh, hey there..!" you say with a nervous laugh, starting to slowly back away. "I, uh, thought you were someone else?" The girl laughs as she quickly steps forward and grips your shoulder, shoving you back against the wall. "Aw, you know in a way, I'm sure you did freshie." She easily grabs your free arm and locks it down as you lift it to try and push hers away. "I'm Nicole, I was on my way back to my dorm before you rudely interrupted. It's on the other side of Lampton. You know what that means, freshie?" "You're a sophomore..." you mutter. She steps uncomfortably close as you make another attempt to throw her off, wedging one of her legs between yours to leave you completely locked down. "Very good! You did learn //something// at least," she says in a condescending tone. "So look, I'd love to say that this is payback for messing up my hair, but honestly? I only wear this choker hoping someone will give me a reason to snap it.~"<</if>><</if>> You make one last attempt to shove her off of you, but it's in vain as you feel her lips wrap around your head. She shifts her stance to more aggressively press you against the glass behind you as she begins to swallow you down. Once your shoulders have entered the wet confines of her mouth, you can barely do more than wiggle against her grip. The difference in experience is immediately clear.<</if>> You can feel the strange sensation of her choker squeezing against you as you slide down her throat, your head passing through an extra ring of pressure as it's squeezed along. It only lasts until your shoulders are passed down into her esophagus. She seems to struggle slightly pulling them down and you can feel the pressure mounting, then //*snap*//--just as she'd hoped, the band gives out and lets you pass. With that out of the way, she starts to speed up the process, quickly dragging you down into her gut. You give up resisting as your body starts to curl up into her cramped stomach, knowing you're helpless to stop her gulping you down and instead saving your strength.<<if $buttSize > 14>> She stops only once, pausing just before swallowing your hips to spank your ass--and she doesn't hold back. It's enough to make you yelp and inadvertently pull yourself deeper. You swear she's trying to laugh as she resumes her efforts.<</if>> Before long, your legs are sliding down her slick throat, on their way to join the rest of you in your sophomore tomb. <<if _reversal>>"//*UUUUrrrp*// There, that's how it's done," she says, giving her gut a brief but aggressive squeeze. You feel her carefully get back up onto her feet now that she has you down. "This is what happens to dumb freshmen who think they're big shots, have fun //*urp*// turning into soup.<<if $buttSize > 39>> Oh and nice ass by the way! You better share some of that thing with me when we're done here.~<</if>>"<<else>>"//*UUUrrrp*// Delicious~" Nicole says, giving you a little squeeze through her belly. "I think the overconfidence makes it //*uuurp*// all the more satisfying. Too bad you'll never get to the point where you can appreciate how fun it is to eat dumb freshmen.<<if $buttSize > 39>> Oh and nice ass by the way! You better share some of that thing with me when we're done here.<</if>>~"<</if>> "Oh shut up, you're barely out of your freshman year," you growl, shoving out at the tight walls of her stomach. She gives her belly a condescending pat as a loud groan tears through your surroundings. "//*urp*// Just get to squirming for me."<<set $sceneAttack to 0>><<set $sceneDefense to 0>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "preyOptions">></div>

<<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "strong">> <<if _reversal and ($counter < 1)>> <<set $counter += 1>> <<set $predHealth -= random(3,6)>> <<append "#digestion">> You clench your fists, refusing to accept the situation. She was supposed to be //your// prey, there's no way you can let her digest you, sophomore or not. With a roar, you start to rage against the walls of her stomach, pushing and kicking and shoving with all the strength you can muster. You keep it up as long as you can, desperate for freedom. You hear Nicole grunt and she seems to reflexively tighten her stomach muscles, clearly feeling the pain from your onslaught. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<case "damaged">> <<if ($healthThreshold is 3) and _reversal>> <<append "#digestion">> "Not so tough now that you're on the other side, huh?" Nicole says, poking at the bulge that your head is making. "I can already tell my stomach is wearing you down." She squeezes her stomach muscles for a moment to intentionally push out a burp. "//*URP*// Just go ahead and give up now." @@color:red;You can feel the digestive process starting to affect you.@@ <</append>> <<elseif $healthThreshold is 1>> <<append "#digestion">> "Is it sinking in yet?" Nicole says in a sly tone, gently running a hand down your back through her belly. "Just how outclassed you <<if $progress > 1>>//*urp*// <</if>>are?" A loud groan from her stomach drowns out any response you could have made. The ceaseless grinding of the walls, the sting of her acid, the humid, noxious air... You hate to admit it, but she's right. Your head is getting foggy and things are looking very dire, but she seems to still have you totally locked down. It's looking like messing with someone above your grade was a huge mistake... "<<if _reversal>>I can't believe you actually thought it wasn't going to end this way<<elseif $day5SavedMandy is "nicole">>I hope saving your friend was worth churning up yourself, dumbass<<else>>I hope the rush of getting to taste my head was worth digesting for, dumbass<</if>>," Nicole laughs. She squeezes her stomach muscles just enough to push out a burp to taunt you. @@color:red;If you don't get out soon...@@ <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<case "progress">> <<if $progress is 2>> <<append "#digestion">> Suddenly, one lucky blow earns you a surprised yelp from Nicole. You're not sure what you hit, but the walls of her stomach shudder in irritation, then squeeze in tight around you. Somehow, you seem to have done it, harsh waves of pressure starting to force your body back up her throat toward freedom. But... you feel Nicole take a deep breath and rub her belly as your slow ascent begins. Your journey had barely begun by the time you slow to a stop. Peristalsis quickly takes back over and gently guides you back into the sweltering confines of her gut, your hopes of escape dashed. "//*UURrrp*// Disgusting..." Nicole mutters, giving her belly an annoyed smack. @@color:chartreuse;You're wearing her down, keep pushing!@@ <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<default>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</switch>>

<<if ($lastAction is "rest") or ($lastAction is "brace")>><<set _idle += 1>><<else>><<set _idle to 0>><</if>> <<set _roll to random(1,20)>> <<if ($progress >= 2) and !_nicoleAggro>> <<set _nicoleAggro to true>> <<set _predActionIntensity to 3>> <<set $predAction to "crush">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Okay, that's //*urp*// enough freshie," Nicole says. "Let me show you something." She's barely finished speaking when the stomach walls crash in around you. //Hard.// The pressure is painfully intense, every inch of you squeezed so tight you can barely move. You let out a grunt as things suddenly get even worse, Nicole wrapping her arms around her belly and hugging it tight. Yet more pain is piled on as she seemingly begins to roll her stomach muscles, sending waves of even harsher pressure up and down your body. You're starting to feel like you might pass out just from this. "//*UUUrrrrp*// You wanted to take on a //*URP*// sophomore, right?" she says, her voice strained from the effort she's putting into punishing you. "Well here you go, I won't hold back anymore." <</append>> <<elseif _nicoleAggro>> <<if $progress > 3>> <<set $predAction to "crush">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <<append "#digestion">> "Ugh, I don't //*urp*// believe this! You are //absolutely not// getting //*uuurp*// out of there!" Nicole grumbles. <</append>> <<elseif $progress > 2>> <<set $predAction to "massage">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <<elseif $lastAction is "brace">> <<set _predActionIntensity to 2>> <<set $predAction to "shake">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Oh no you don't," Nicole says. You feel her place her hands on the underside of her belly, then bounce it up. As it drops back into position, she swings her weight to the side, repeating a similar process before there's enough time for you to catch a break. The disorientation completely dismantles any kind of defense you could try to make. "You //*urrp*// started this, you better struggle 'till the end.~" <</append>> <<elseif !_nicoleFocus and ((_idle > 0) or ($lastAction is "weak"))>> <<set _nicoleFocus to true>> <<set $predAction to "focus">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "What's wrong, can't handle this?" Nicole laughs. "Finally seeing how far above you I am? Here, I'll //*urp*// show you something you would have learned someday if you weren't such a dumbass." She takes a deep breath, then starts to gently massage the sides of her belly. It doesn't seem like anything is happening at first, but soon a loud groan tears through the air and the gurgling of her stomach around you seems to grow louder and more frequent. You notice that her entire stomach seems to have gotten more aggressive: she isn't using her muscles to squeeze you like normal, the natural shifting and grinding of the walls has intensified, like the organ has suddenly gotten eager to turn you to mush. <</append>> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "squeeze">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <</if>> <<else>> /* not taking it seriously yet */ <<if !_nicoleMassage and ($lastAction is "strong")>> <<set _nicoleMassage to true>> <<set _predActionIntensity to 0>> <<set $predAction to "massage">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> You feel Nicole start to gently rub her belly, her hands pushing in and kneading her flesh in soothing patterns. The slimy walls of her stomach push in against you as she applies pressure, disrupting you as you try to focus on escaping. She almost seems to be doing it intentionally to annoy you, slowing down and pushing in harder when her hands run past your head or arms. "<<if $ateAshley>>Oh no, how could I be so dumb to eat the freshman champion! My poor belly will never last against someone so skilled,<<else>>Oh no, my poor aching belly! How could I ever hope to keep down such a powerful freshman?<</if>>" she says, her words dripping with sarcasm. Then she laughs to herself and briefly squeezes you with her stomach muscles. "Maybe you'll at least manage to get a good burp out of me before you're sludge if you keep it up." <</append>> <<elseif _idle > 1>> <<set $predAction to "shake">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Come onnnn!" Nicole pouts, gripping her belly on either side. She gently bounces it up a little, trying to egg you on. Then, you're caught off guard as she tightens her grip and starts to aggressively shake her belly side to side. The inside of her stomach is thrown into chaos as she keeps up her relentless onslaught. A sour groan tells you even her own body isn't appreciating all the movement. "Do //*urp*// something! What happened to all that confidence you had when you //*uuurp*// tried to eat me?" she says. After a few more shakes, and another belch from all the activity, she finally lets go, her belly continuing to sway for a little while longer as it gently returns to a resting position. <</append>> <<elseif _idle > 0>> <<set $predAction to "taunt">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> There's a sudden, hard prod to the side of your head, Nicole jabbing the bulge that it's making from outside. "Is this really all you've got? Come on, the girl I ate Monday at least tried to put up a fight, she hadn't even had any classes yet." You grumble to yourself and ignore her, but after a brief pause you notice the sensation that you're swaying side to side. Nicole is gently pushing her gut from either side and shifting her body to mess with you. "I mean, at least you know you don't stand a chance, but this is just boring." <</append>> <<elseif ($lastAction is "normal") or ($lastAction is "strong")>> <<set $predAction to "shake">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "tease">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <</if>> <</if>> /*<<set _nicoleAggro to false>> //temp var for aggressive behavior <<set _nicoleMassage to false>> //temp var for if she's done her taunt massage <<set _idle to 0>> //temp var for how many turns you haven't struggled <<set _nicoleFocus to false>> //temp var for if she's used focus yet <<_reversal to false>> //temp var for if you ate her first*/

<<set $time += 0.5>><<include "TIME">>/* this way time still advances correctly if it's a reversal, just make the recovery scene always be at 3pm Also, just don't set $ateNicole to false until here if it's a reversal so I can use that to check*/\ As you struggle and thrash, you notice the activity of her walls starting to change. Rather than squeezing and kneading, their efforts seem to have slowed and they almost feel like they're quivering. Encouraged, you start to push even harder, putting everything you can into punishing the sophomore's gut. Nicole whimpers and you can feel her attempting to soothe her belly with her hands. <<if $ateNicole>>"No, come on! There's no way you still have the energy to..." she says in a strained voice. Her massaging grows much more intense, then turns into more of a tight squeeze. "Ugh, you dumb little--//*UUURP*//... fuck..."<<else>>"Fuck, you can't seriously..." she says in a strained voice. Her massaging grows more intense. "Ugh, come o--//*UUURP*//... fuck..."<</if>> That belch seals her fate, once the walls tighten to release the gas, they don't stop, crushing in tight around you. Despite Nicole's best efforts, you feel yourself start to get pushed back up into her esophagus. She does everything she can to stop you, frantically attempting to swallow you back down and even pushing on the bulge you're making from the outside, but you resist and keep squirming toward freedom. Finally, your head pushes back into her mouth, and once she gets a taste of her stomach acid she gives up and lets her body force you out. <<if $turn > 7>>You take a few deep, gasping breaths as you adjust to being outside of her body again. You shiver as you slowly push yourself back up, cold, stiff, and sore from how long you spent in the sweltering confines of her gut. Through the slight daze you're still in, you become vaguely aware that you're naked, her stomach completely melting away your clothes.<<elseif $turn > 2>>You cough and push yourself up off the ground, your arms trembling a little. The open air feels cold against your skin after spending so long in the humid depths of her body. Her stomach did quite a number on you, your entire body drenched in digestive fluids and your clothes in tatters.<<else>>You quickly push yourself up off the ground, not wanting to stay vulnerable for long. Your body is drenched in digestive fluids, but otherwise you feel more or less fine, her stomach not having enough time to do much damage.<</if>> You get back to your feet and turn to face Nicole, who's clutching her stomach and wiping her mouth with a look of disgust on her face. "Disgusting..." she mutters. She makes eye contact with you and gets a slight smirk. "<<if $ateNicole>>Fine, I guess it's a draw, freshie. Not too bad. But if I see you again, I'm gonna finish this properly.<<elseif $ateAshley>>I guess maybe you did learn //something// from Ashley beating the shit out of your gut, not bad 'champion'. Next time I'll be sure to go all out from the start.<<else>>You know, not too bad freshie, I won't pretend you didn't just pull that off. But next time, I'll be sure to go all out from the start.<</if>>" She gives you a taunting wave and starts to walk off toward Lampton, her stride making it clear she's still in some pain from your escape. <<if $ateNicole>>Feeling more relieved to be alive than you are upset about losing your meal, you get a slight smile on your face.<<else>>You smile to yourself, feeling a little proud about showing up a sophomore even if you failed at your actual plan here.<</if>> <<if $turn > 7>>Not wanting to just stand around exposed like this<<else>>Feeling very in need of a shower<</if>>, you hurry back towards the stairs to return to the safety of your dorm. <<include "playerPreyEscape">>[[Go get cleaned up->Eaten by Nicole- Recovery]]<<set $ateNicole to false>>

<<Time 14.5>>Your worst fears about downing a sophomore come to life as your gut groans in agony. Your hand covers your mouth as you desperately try to keep your meal down, Nicole's continued assault wreaking havoc on your increasingly strained stomach. Sliding down the wall you've braced yourself against, the white hot pain forces you to your knees. When you feel her press back up into your throat, your body is all too eager to help her escape. Her arm all but shoots out of your throat, followed quickly by her head and shoulders, more and more of her painfully sliding out of your mouth until she's fully released onto the floor of the bridge. <<if $preyHealthThreshold is 1>>"Ha! See, this is what happens when you bite off more than you can chew," Nicole shouts. Your stomach was clearly much more intense that she was expecting. She's completely naked, laying in a pool of digestive juices and slowly trying to force herself up. Her back is covered in red splotches from where the acid was starting to dig in, and her breathing has become heavy and labored. "Since I'm feeling generous, I'll even let you walk away from this one." "What... Scared I'm going to get you back down..?" you groan, clutching your stomach. It feels much better now without her in it, but the pain is far from gone. "Try me, bitch..." she snaps back, stumbling back onto her feet. "Try to avoid pissing off any more sophomores. I'd rather you not get digested before I've had my chance to pay you back for this." She walks towards Lampton, her steps uneven and shaky, leaving you on the floor clutching your gut. With a groan, you sit yourself upright and wipe off your mouth. You decide that just sitting in the hallway to the upperclassmen dorms like this while waiting to recover will probably only lead to getting eaten yourself, and resolve to make your way back to your own dorm as quickly as you can with your aching belly. <<include "playerPredFail">><<set $ateNicole to false>>[[Flee to your dorm->September 5th- Before Dinner]]<<else>>\ "Ha! See, this is what happens when you bite off more than you can chew," Nicole shouts, already getting back onto her feet. <<if $turn > 5>>She clearly took some punishment from your stomach, her outfit in tatters to the point that her shirt is barely staying on and her body completely drenched in stomach acid.<<else>>It looks like your stomach barely even phased her, her body coated in some mixture of saliva and stomach acid but otherwise no worse for wear from her trip.<</if>> She takes a somewhat stumbling step, then rolls her shoulders and seems to shake off the stiffness, already fully recovered. She turns to face you with a murderous glare. "Yeah, uh, lesson learned I guess," you say, your attempt at adding a laugh cut off by a brief fit of coughing. You're bent over clutching your stomach, still reeling from her escape. She steps closer and cracks her knuckles, grinning. "Not quite freshie. Your dumb ass tried to digest me, ruined my hair, ruined my outfit, and you think you're just walking away?" she says. "Luckily I've still got a choker to snap," she taps the still-surviving band around her neck, "so I think it's time to teach you how a real predator does it." <<link "Uh-oh">> <<set _checkType to "prey">> <<set _baseline to 16>> <<set _modifier to 3>> <<include "voreCheck">> <<if _swallow>> <<include "playerPredFail">> <<goto [[On the Hunt- Eaten by Nicole]]>> <<else>> <<set $stamina -= 8>> <<replace "#continue">>\ Knowing exactly what she means by that, you immediately make a break for it, trying to take advantage of the slight gap that's still between you. You stumble slightly on your first step as the pain in your stomach flares up in protest of the sudden movement, but you push through it and start to run back towards the stairs. With an annoyed grunt, you hear Nicole give chase, but it seems like she's more tired out than she let on because she gives up before you've even reached the end of the bridge. "Ugh, fucking freshmen! This isn't over bitch!" she shouts after you, the rage in her voice clear. @@color:yellowgreen;You managed to escape.@@ "Pfft, Nicole? Seriously?" you hear a new voice say somewhere behind you as you start to hurry down the stairs. She's clearly amused. "You let a //freshman// do this to you?" "SHUT UP!" Nicole roars at her. You continue on towards your dorm, too far away to hear the rest of the encounter. <<include "playerPredFail">><<set $ateNicole to false>>[[Flee to your dorm->September 5th- Before Dinner]]\ <</replace>> <</if>> <</link>><</if>>

<<if !_nicoleAngry>><<set $preyWeakened += 3>><</if>> <<if $turn is 0>> <<set $preyAction to "struggle">> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> Despite her calm tone, she's already started getting to work on her efforts to escape. While it doesn't seem like she's moving with much of a plan in mind, she's struggling hard enough to start making you queasy regardless. <</append>> <<elseif $preyExhaustion > 1>> <<set $preyAction to "rest">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <<elseif _nicoleAngry>> <<if $lastAction is "crush">> <<if $lastPreyAction is "probe">> <<set $preyAction to "struggle">> <<set _preyActionIntensity to 2>> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "What's the matter, bitch? Didn't like where I was poking around?" Nicole asks. You can feel her arms pushing out against your own, keeping them from crushing her as you hoped. While you try to think of a way to break the deadlock, Nicole delivers a solid kick to the sensitive spot she was just probing. The shock of pain almost causes you to cough her up on the spot before you manage to get your stomach back under control. <</append>> <<else>> <<set $preyAction to "struggle">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<elseif $preyExhaustion is 0>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <<elseif $lastPreyAction is "probe">> <<set $preyAction to "struggle">> <<set _preyActionIntensity to 2>> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> Nicole kicks to life inside you, making quick, successive strikes against the walls of your stomach. At first, you dismiss it as the unfocused thrashing that you've become accustomed to, but after a few solid hits it becomes clear she's striking with a purpose. She's driving her limbs into the same spots throughout your stomach repeatedly. A sharp, hot pain radiates out from her targets, soon making it feel as though your entire stomach is on fire. <</append>> <<else>> <<set $preyAction to "probe">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<else>> <<if $preyFrustration > 2>> <<set _nicoleAngry to true>> <<set $preyExhaustion += 2>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Will you //fuck off//!?" Nicole shouts, your belly bouncing on its own as she thrashes inside you, causing you to stumble forward slightly. While her flailing is unfocused, she's hitting far stronger than before. "God, I thought you were just a freshman but no, you're the smuggest, most annoying fucking bitch in this school!" "You're //*urrrp*// really calling me smug? I don't know if you noticed, but I'm //*ourp*// not the one bragging while stuck inside a stomach," you complain, pressing in on your stomach in the hopes of slowing her down. "You think I'm //stuck// in here? I just didn't want to waste the energy on some dumbass who wasn't worth the effort. But fine, if you're so desperate to try to take on a sophomore--" Her next blow sends a distressed groan through your stomach, its whine begging you to get your meal under control. You can at least feel her starting to slow down, her breathing getting heavier as the outburst starts to take its toll, but its little consolation for the stomachache she's giving you. Silently, you hope that the worst has passed and that she's exaggerating about not trying before, not sure you can take a continued assault on this scale. <</append>> <<elseif ($lastAction is "squeeze") and ($lastPlayerAction is "squeeze")>> <<set _preyActionIntensity to 0>> <<set $preyAction to "struggle">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <<elseif ($lastAction is "squeeze") or ($lastAction is "crush")>> <<set $preyAction to "brace">> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> Nicole clearly doesn't intend on letting you get away with that again. The moment your arms start to get tired, she pushes back, stretching your stomach out uncomfortably far and blocking your efforts. "Aww, what's the matter? Was I hurting your little tummy?" she asks in a frustratingly condescending voice. "It really is adorable how you think you can handle me. I can't wait to show you how it's really done." <</append>> <<else>> <<set _preyActionIntensity to 0>> <<set $preyAction to "struggle">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <</if>> <<append "#digestion">> <</append>>

<<if $preyHealth <= 0>> <<append "#digestion">> As time passes, your stomach continues to fill with acid, slowly making Nicole's curves less defined. Every attack she makes is accompanied by a satisfying splash, and winds up weaker than the one before. At this point, it feels more like a massage, and even when she lands a hit against a particularly sensitive spot, the worst she manages to stir up is a small burp. "Damn it..." she grumbles, her breathing becoming heavier as she strains to speak. You feel her deliver a weak punch to the walls of your stomach, but your belly doesn't even budge. "Careful, if you move around too much in there, you might wind up finishing yourself off," you taunt, lightly running your hands over your belly, careful not to crush her yourself. You can't help but be proud--a sophomore is sitting inside your stomach all but digested, and despite the year of training she has on you, it's a victory you accomplished all on your own. It's clear that it will end all too soon, and you choose to savor the moment for as long as you can. "Just... Fuck off... I don't need this right now, especially from you..." Despite how weak her struggles have become, she's still fighting. Apparently trying to make up for underestimating you in the beginning, she's giving it everything she has right up to the end. "After I'm out... I'm taking the longest, hottest fucking shower in the world..." "Hey, I get it. It's hard to accept being eaten by a freshman a couple days into the first semester, but it's starting to get embarrassing don't you think?" you taunt, satisfied that you've won. You're more than happy to take the moment to relax as your hard won meal churns away inside you. You lean back, looking at the clouds through the windows lining the roof of the bridge as Nicole's ever slowing efforts begin to fade away. The low groans from your stomach and the soft splashing of her weakening struggles make the scene feel particularly peaceful. Confident that nothing your prey throws at you will get her out at this point, you let out a content sigh and spend some time simply enjoying the end of a successful hunt. A couple students pass by as you wait for Nicole to finish digesting, but few do more than stare as they pass, keeping out of arm's reach on the off chance that you have room for more. After a while, the sound of splashing completely stop. You reach under your belly, its softness already telling you that all that's left of Nicole is a churning mess--but it never hurts to double check. Lightly bouncing your stomach is rewarded with a satisfying splashing sound as you feel the digested slurry within struggle to settle into place. Pressure builds up inside you, until-- //"*OOUUURRRRRRRRP!*"// With a deep, satisfying belch, your bloated belly immediately feels better, now slightly smaller and more taut without the excess gas. With no doubt left that Nicole is completely gone, you give your tummy a satisfied pat. @@color:lime;Nicole has been digested!@@ You push yourself off the wall, stumbling slightly as the weight of your belly pulls you forward. With a small stretch, you walk back towards Karbo, what remains of Nicole gurgling softly and sloshing with every step. <<include "playerPredEnd">>[[Return to your dorm->September 5th- Before Dinner]] <</append>> <<elseif $ateAshley and ($turn is 2)>> <<append "#digestion">> "... Okay, I know this is weird to ask a girl you've already eaten, but have we met?" you ask. You haven't been able to shake the feeling that you know her, but at the same time any attempt to remember where you'd know her from comes up short. "I can't shake the feeling that I've seen you before, but... well, I know we don't have any classes together, obviously." "Uh, considering I didn't see your face before you shoved me in it, I don't exactly know if I've seen you around," Nicole says. "You want to tell the girl you're trying to eat your name?" "Oh! Right, good point. It's $name? $name $last?" "$name... No, isn't ringing a... Wait, were you at Maeve's party?" "Ugh, don't remind me. My stomach is hurting again just thinking about it." Now that you think back on it, you do seem to remember a blonde girl with blue highlights coming up to you during the party, together with a short haired brunette. Unexpectedly, Nicole starts laughing from inside your stomach. "HAHAHA! NO SHIT! You're the freshman champion, that's adorable!" she blurts out. "Oh my god, what, you get a junior fed to you and suddenly think you can do it on your own? Holy shit, this is hilarious!" "Hey, you know that junior digested in the same stomach you're in, right?" you ask, giving your belly a shove. "Haha, yeah, because you were really the one in control there," she says, her laughter starting to die down. "God, I needed that. I can't wait to tell my friends that I got to eat Maeve's 'top freshman' because she got too excited over their fake little title." The thought of winding up as nothing more than a story for Nicole's friends to laugh over sends a blush across your face. You already weren't planning on letting her out, but it renews your determination to keep her down. <</append>> <</if>>

<<set _roll to random(1,3)>> <<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "squeeze">> <<if $preyAction is "probe">> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> As her hand passes across a particularly sensitive spot, you decide that letting an upperclassman poke around inside you can only go poorly. Flexing your stomach muscles, you feel Nicole squirm under the increased pressure, accidentally sending a small burp up your throat as you rub your belly. <<else>> Worried that a sophomore poking around in your stomach could spell disaster, you wrap your arms around your belly and squeeze in tight. Her wiggling in your grip forces a burp up your throat. While you feel slightly queasy as a result, you're more than confident she would have done far worse if left alone. <</if>> <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "crush">> <<if $preyAction is "probe">> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> Wanting to shut down her investigation, you wrap your arms around your bulging belly and squeeze in tight, leaning forward to keep the pressure on her. However, your arms don't press in nearly as deep as you expected. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "taunt">> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> Eager to turn the tables on Nicole's taunting, you decide to have some fun. You take a moment to stretch, arching your back and pushing your bulging belly out. "Aaahh... You know, I think you're going to be a pretty good notch under my //*urrp*// belt. Other than literally, I mean," you taunt, a smirk on your face while you run a hand over your belly. "<<if $analAteOlivia or $ateAshley>>I mean, //another// upperclassman in my first week?<<else>>I mean, taking down a sophomore in my first week here?<</if>> I was nervous about graduating, but you've really convinced me I've been worrying too much." "It's good that you're so confident. Girls who think they've already won tend to be the easiest meals," Nicole responds. Despite her tone, however, her movement becomes less focused for a moment, your taunts clearly bothering her enough to disrupt her performance. <<elseif _roll is 2>> "You know, I honestly thought this would //*urrrp*// be a lot harder. Are all sophomores this easy or do you just suck at this?" you ask, lightly running your hand over your belly with a confident grin on your face. "Are all freshmen such arrogant little shits?" Nicole snaps back, the bulges on your belly aimlessly shifting in frustration. <<else>> "Is this really the best you've got? You do know what happens if you can't get out of there," you taunt, pushing out a belch for emphasis. "You aren't really having trouble escaping a freshman are you?" Nicole roars in frustration, her next couple blows landing harder as you sarcastically encourage her, doing your best to smile through the stomachache she's giving you. With a final growl, she makes one final push, your belly lightly bouncing before going still. <</if>> <</append>> <<case "shake">> <<if $preyAction is "brace">> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> You can't help but smile as Nicole works herself into a familiar defensive position within your stomach. You lean back, using the wall as support as you reach under your stomach and lift it up, releasing it a second later<<if $acidStage > 0>> to a chorus of sloshing sounds as the built up stomach acid splashes against Nicole<</if>>, forcing her to focus on keeping herself steady as you bounce it back up again. "//*UUUuuurrrrp*//! Aaaahh... Much better," you say, running your fingers lightly along your belly. "Just because I'm a //*urp*// freshman doesn't mean I haven't dealt with unruly prey before. So why don't you just stay there and accept that you're the one in over her head~" You hear a light grumble from within your stomach, Nicole clearly frustrated by your efforts as she works to get herself back into position. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "damaged">> <<if $preyHealthThreshold is 2>> <<if !_nicoleAngry>> <<set _nicoleAngry to true>> <<append "#digestion">> It's been a couple minutes since Nicole has said anything. If it wasn't for the occasional<<if $acidStage > 1>> splashing<<else>> movement<</if>> from inside your stomach, you'd think she was gone already. "What's wrong? Finally realized you might actually be in over your head there?" you ask, silently worried she might be planning something. "... I'm thinking, okay? I'll admit that you're better than I was expecting from a random freshman," Nicole finally says after a moment of silence. "But you're still not the worst I've been in. All this means is that I have to actually try here, so if you could go back to shutting up, that'd be great." You aren't sure if she's trying to trick you somehow. The thought that she's trying to get you to tire yourself out by attempting to end this quick while she goes on the defensive is the first that comes to your mind. Her previous efforts definitely felt like someone earnestly trying to escape your stomach. But on the other hand, you remember<<if $analAteOlivia>> that Olivia definitely didn't fight like you were used to. Nicole would have gone through a lot of the same classes as her<<else>> that she's been at SMVA for a year now. There's little chance that she'd struggle like your average freshman after two semesters of classes here<</if>>, meaning there is a very good chance that she was being completely honest just now. @@color:chartreuse;Your stomach is taking its toll on $preyName!@@ <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "progress">> <<if $progress is 2>> <<append "#digestion">> Despite wanting to shrug her taunts off, it's taking everything you have to keep her down as a feeling of nausea washes over you. Maybe she was right and eating above your grade so early was a mistake. @@color:red;Your prey is gaining the upper hand.@@ <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "acidRise">> <<if $acidStage is 2>> <<if !_nicoleAngry>> <<set _nicoleAngry to true>> <<append "#digestion">> It's been a couple minutes since Nicole has said anything. If it wasn't for the occasional splashing from inside your stomach, you'd think she was gone already. "What's wrong? Finally realized you might actually be in over your head there?" you ask, silently worried she might be planning something. "... I'm thinking, okay? I'll admit that you're better than I was expecting from a random freshman," Nicole finally says after a moment of silence. "But you're still not the worst I've been in. All this means is that I have to actually try here, so if you could go back to shutting up, that'd be great." You aren't sure if she's trying to trick you somehow. The thought that she's trying to get you to tire yourself out by attempting to end this quick while she goes on the defensive is the first that comes to your mind. Her previous efforts definitely felt like someone earnestly trying to escape your stomach. But on the other hand, you remember<<if $analAteOlivia>> that Olivia definitely didn't fight like you were used to. Nicole would have gone through a lot of the same classes as her<<else>> that she's been at the school for a year now. There's little chance that she'd struggle like your average freshman after two semesters of classes here<</if>>, meaning there is a very good chance that she was being completely honest just now. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<default>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</switch>>

You rush downstairs and back to your dorm, luckily not having to go far to reach it. After struggling a little to unlock the door due to your haste and slippery hands, you step inside and slam the door. <<if $outfitState is "gone">>To your relief, <</if>>Emma is out at the moment. You quickly grab a towel and head into the bathroom. <<if $outfitState is "drenched">>You turn on the shower, then strip off your soiled clothes as the water warms up. While they initially held up, the acid did enough damage that it doesn't seem worth trying to save them and you toss the sad pile of fabric into the trash. Then, you step into the warm stream of water to finally get clean. <<elseif $outfitState is "damaged">>You turn on the shower, then strip off the remains of your clothes as the water warms up. They did enough to retain your decency on the trip back, but there isn't really much left to save, so you toss the sad pile of fabric into the trash. Then, you step into the warm stream of water to finally get clean. <<else>>You turn on the shower and immediately stop inside, caring more about getting clean than you do about the water being a bit cold at first. <</if>>You breathe a sigh of relief as the slime covering your body is washed away. You spend a long time in the shower, making sure to scrub every inch of your body and using a very generous amount of soap, washing away any trace of your would-be meal's stomach. Eventually the water starts to run cold and you decide it's finally time to get out. After drying off, you grab some clothes and get dressed.<<set $outfit to "normal">><<set $outfitState to "normal">> You sit down on your bed to relax and pass the time, but before you've done much your stomach growls. It seems like missing out on a possible meal has only increased your appetite. Finding that it's actually much later than you thought already, you decide to head to the dining hall for dinner. [[Head to dinner->September 5th- Dinner]]

<<Time 15.5>>You make your way through the halls and arrive back at your dorm.<<if $fullness > 0>> After stepping inside, you drop back onto your bed with a satisfied sigh. It creaks a little under the added weight of your gut. You lounge back against the wall, starting to gently massage your bloated belly as it works through what remains of $lastPrey. You spend some time relaxing on your own, Emma still nowhere to be found at the moment. The soft gurgling of your stomach fills the air in the room as you sit back and pass the time, balancing your laptop on top of your bloated belly. After a while you notice that it's starting to get fairly late. You're still feeling nice and full from your hunt, but it might be nice to head to the dining hall still and see if anyone's around. \ [[Head to the dining hall->September 5th- Dinner]] <<link "Just sit and relax in your dorm">><<replace "#choice">>\ <<Time 18.5>><<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<SidebarText>><</replace>>Deciding you're content to just relax and digest the meal you already have, you stay put on your bed. You shift a little to get more comfortable, pushing out a burp in the process, then go back to passing the time on your laptop. Between the comfort of your bed, the pleasant sensation of being so full, and the soft gurgling of your belly at work, you can feel yourself starting to doze off. Then the sound of the door opening snaps you back to attention. <<if $emmaRel < 2>>"Oh, hey $name," Emma says as she walks in, glancing down at your bloated belly but neglecting to comment. "Hey," you reply<<if $emmaRel > 0>>, giving her a quick wave before turning your attention back to your computer<<else>>, not taking your attention off of your computer<</if>>.<<else>>"Heya $name!" Emma says as she walks into the room. "You look like you've had a busy day." "Hey Emma! <<if $ateNicole>>Yeah, I ran into a sophomore who didn't think I would be a threat earlier<<else>>Yeah, I decided to grab myself something from the student menu for dinner tonight<</if>>," you say, patting your belly with a grin. "But I haven't seen you since this morning, you must have been busy too! What have you been up to?" <<if $ateNicole>>"Woah, a sophomore?<<if $analAteOlivia>> //Another// one?<</if>> That's awesome! It's crazy that you're this good already," Emma replies with a big grin on her face<<if $totalPrey > 3>>, though there's a hint of concern in her expression<</if>>.<<if $emmaRel > 3>> She walks over and gives your belly a fascinated poke, then heads over to sit on her bed.<</if>><<else>>"I guess that's why I didn't see you at the dining hall," she says with a little laugh, going to take a seat on her bed.<</if>> "I've been busy getting the word out about the party! Been doing a lot of running around." "Ah, that makes sense."<</if>> <<if $emmaTrainForZoey > 0>>"I guess this means we aren't training tonight though," Emma chuckles. "I'm not sure I could swallow you like that, and no way am I going in your gut while it's occupied." "Oh... yeah, good point. Sorry..." you reply. "Hey, no problem, we'll just do it another time! How about we watch a movie or something instead?<<else>>"Hey, do you want to watch a movie or something?"<</if>> Emma asks<<if $emmaRel < 2>> as she takes a seat on her bed<</if>>. "I don't have any plans for the rest of the night, I think it would be a nice way to unwind and spend some time together." \ [[Sure->September 5th- Night: Movie]] <<link "Nah">><<replace "#movie">>\ <<if $emmaRel is 0>>\ "Nah, not in a movie mood," you say. "Um, are you sure? I feel like we haven't really spent much time just hanging out together yet," she says, fidgeting a little. "I'd really like to do something, just the two of us, if you have the time. We can get to know each other better, you know?" \ [[Fine->September 5th- Night: Movie]] <<link "Not interested">><<replace "#insist">>\ "I'm not interested," you grumble, giving her an annoyed look. "Okay, that's... fine. Sorry for being pushy," she says. She lays back and pulls out her phone, her expression a mix of frustration and embarrassment.<</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</link>> <<else>>\ "Ah, I don't think I'm really in the mood for a movie tonight, sorry," you say. "Maybe another time." "Oh, no problem, that's fine!" Emma says, looking a tiny bit disappointed. She lays back and pulls out her phone, quickly getting lost scrolling through it. <<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</if>><</replace>><</link>> You remain focused on your laptop, flicking through your feed on The Portal for a little while, then booting up an old game you haven't played in a while but suddenly felt the urge to jump back into. You idly rub your shrinking gut while you relax, feeling what's left of $lastPrey churning away and getting processed by your body. Hours pass as you get sucked into the game<<if $emmaRel > 0>>, occasional brief conversations with Emma the only thing keeping you from getting completely lost. Eventually, she gets up and goes to take her nightly shower, and you start to realize how tired you're getting. So, when you hear her shut the water off you close your laptop and grab your pajamas, heading into the bathroom right behind her when she steps out.<<else>>, getting completely lost in it and barely realizing how long it's been. It isn't until Emma heads into the bathroom for her nightly shower that you realize how late it's getting. You decide it's probably about time to call it a night yourself, and when you hear the water shut off in the bathroom you close your laptop and grab your pajamas, heading into the bathroom right behind her when she steps out.<</if>> [[Get ready for bed->September 5th- End of Day]]\ <</replace>><</link>> <<else>> <<if $day4MinaTrainingOffer>>After stepping inside, you drop back onto your bed with a content sigh, happy everything went well with Mina<<else>>After stepping inside, you drop back onto your bed and sigh, still frustrated about how your hunt turned out<</if>>. Emma still isn't around, leaving you to pass the time alone. But, perhaps because of the promise of food presented earlier, it doesn't take long before your stomach growls and you decide it's time to head over to the dining hall for dinner. [[Head to dinner->September 5th- Dinner]]<</if>>

<<Time 14>>Feeling like you may have better odds of finding prey that's manageable on the second floor, you take a left from your dorm and head for the stairs. Maybe you'll even be able to grab someone coming out of their room. As you start to make your way down the hall upstairs, however, you overhear a commotion coming from the bridge. "What's wrong freshie? It's just a simple question. You're cute, I want your opinion on it," a blonde girl on the bridge says. She has blue highlights in her hair and a low cut shirt that stops just short of her bellybutton. She's also got a dark blue choker around her neck, which she's currently pointing to. <<if $ateAshley>>She looks vaguely familiar for some reason, but you can't quite place where you've seen her. <</if>>"C'mon, do you think it looks good?" The blonde is looming over someone that she has backed up against the wall of the bridge, one of her hands planted firmly on the girl's shoulder. She's also slightly stepping forward, wedging one of her legs between those of the shorter girl she's targeting. You freeze as you get a closer look at her prey... "U-Um it... looks nice... I guess?" Mandy replies. She's trembling a little as she looks up at the upperclassman cornering her. "Please let me go." "Aw, I'm so glad you think so!" the blonde says with a little laugh. She seems to soften her grip and ease back a bit, a smile spreading across her face. "You know I've got plenty more just like this one so--oh sorry, I never introduced myself did I? I'm Nicole." "I'm, uh, Mandy," Mandy says, starting to relax a little. "Well, Mandy, like I was saying, I've got a lot of chokers just like this one, so if you want since you like it..." Nicole gets a smug look on her face and grabs Mandy's other shoulder, pressing her back against the wall with an even more aggressive stance than before. "I'll let you snap this one.~" You're not quite sure what to do here. Based on her taunting, Nicole is at least a sophomore, which means you probably don't want to mess with her, but on the other hand... at this point, if anyone is going to eat Mandy it ought to be you. In fact, with the present situation you feel like your only chance of rescuing Mandy without getting yourself eaten instead may be to swoop in and swallow her yourself--whether or not you plan on actually digesting her, it would get Mandy away from Nicole //and// stop her from being able to eat you in revenge.<<if $ateMina>> It worked when you did it with Mina, at least.<</if>> Then again, since you were already on the hunt, maybe you could take advantage of Mandy's distraction to score a more impressive meal... [[Rescue Mandy by swallowing her yourself->September 5th- Eat Mandy]] <<link "Rescue Mandy by trying to eat Nicole">> <<set $day5SavedMandy to "nicole">> <<set $karma += 1>> <<set $pacifist to false>> <<set _checkType to "oral">> <<set _baseline to 6>> <<set _modifier to 5>> <<include "voreCheck">> <<if _swallow>> <<goto [[On the Hunt- Eat Nicole]]>> <<else>> <<goto [[On the Hunt- Eaten by Nicole]]>> <</if>> <</link>> <<link "Leave Mandy to her fate and carry on with your hunt">><<replace "#choice">>You decide that it's not worth the risk to try and save Mandy. <<if $totalPrey > 2>>Even though you've been doing pretty well for yourself so far, you're not confident enough to tangle with an upperclassman just for her sake.<<else>>Going after someone who seems likely to be at least a sophomore this early on is definitely a bad idea.<</if>><<if $analAteOlivia>> Olivia was just a lucky fluke, you can't take it as proof of anything.<<elseif $ateAshley>> Sure you may have technically eaten a junior already, but Ashley could have easily beaten you in any other circumstances than what happened at the party, you can't take it as proof of anything.<</if>> So, with a strange feeling of guilt, you ignore the girls and carry on your way, heading through the halls towards the classrooms on the other side of the building. Behind you, you hear a yelp from Mandy, then the unmistakable sound of Nicole starting to gulp her down. Unfortunately, you don't end up having much luck after that first opportunity. The upstairs halls are pretty barren, and even after spending a couple //hours// walking through the loop of hallways and trying to lie in wait in various spots, you only ever come across not only a large group, but a group of what looks like at least juniors. Somehow, there's not a single person who comes by that you have any confidence you could handle. Eventually, your stomach lets out a pained growl and you check the time, finding that it's gotten late enough that you may as well just head to the dining hall for dinner. [[Head to dinner->September 5th- Dinner]]<</replace>><</link>>

<<Time 17.5>><<if $fullness > 2>>Deciding that you'd rather try to meet up with someone than spend the evening lazing around on your own, you push yourself up from the bed and head out into the hall, your belly still full enough to slosh a little with every step. You make your way upstairs and over to the dining hall to see who's around. It's bustling at this hour, possibly the busiest you've seen it since orientation, so you're sure you'll be able to find someone to sit with.<<else>>You make your way over to the dining hall to <<if $day5SunnyExtended>>finally sate your hunger<<else>>grab something to eat for dinner<</if>>. The cafeteria is bustling at this hour, possibly the busiest you've seen it since orientation when all of the freshmen were there at once. Before heading to get food, you survey the room to see if there's anyone you could sit with already here.<</if>> It doesn't take you long to spot Emma sitting at a table by the stairs<<if $metSarah>>, eating with what looks like<<if $freshCoupleRel < 0>>... Sarah and Alesha<<else>> Sarah and Alesha<</if>>.<<else>>, eating with a couple of girls you don't recognize.<</if>> A few tables away, you also notice Mallory<<if $metLeah>> and Leah sitting together<<else>> sitting with an auburn-haired girl you aren't familiar with<</if>>.<<if $malloryRel < 0>> <<if $leahRel > 1>>Although you aren't sure how you feel about Mallory, it could be nice to sit with Leah.<<else>>She made you kind of uncomfortable in your last encounter, so you feel like steering clear of her for now.<</if>><</if>> Looking around the room, something else also catches your attention: there's a table that has an alarming number of plates stacked up around a single seat, all of them piled high with food. While you're watching with a somewhat confused look, a short asian girl returns to the table with two more plates, and she seems to really be the only one sitting there.<<if $metIzumi>> You quickly realize you recognize her: it's Izumi from Cooking Club.<</if>> \ Realizing this might be a good opportunity to smooth things over with Leah, you start to head over to the table where she and Mallory are sitting. However, you've barely even gotten close to the table when Mallory shuts down that idea. She catches your gaze as you approach and gives you an intense glare. She glances over at Leah, then shakes her head at you. You get the message and decide to sit somewhere else instead. \ Fascinated by the feast that's being prepared, you decide to head over to see what <<if $metIzumi>>Izumi<<else>>the girl<</if>> is up to. You survey all of the plates scattered around the table as you approach. It's a shocking amount of food: plates with sandwiches and wraps stacked into pyramids so tall they look like they're in danger of toppling, over a dozen dishes with mountains of various pasta spread around, and the most recent plates she set down stacked high with garlic bread, all spread in a semicircle around a single seat. You're starting to wonder if there's even food left up at the buffet line right now. Alongside all the food, she also has three glasses of water. <<if $metIzumi>>"Yes?" Izumi says, noticing you staring. Then she cocks her head slightly. "Oh, you are in cooking club, right? Do you need something?" "Yeah, hey! I'm just kind of curious about... all this," you say, gesturing to the packed tabletop. "I know you have a big appetite, but are you really going to eat all of this yourself?" "Of course!" she says with a smile. "Pasta night is my favorite, so many delicious things all served together." "But like... this much?"<<else>>"Yes?" the girl says, noticing you staring. She speaks with a noticeable accent. She has long black hair tied back into a ponytail and brown eyes. Seeing the feast she's set out, you're even more intrigued by the fact that she's very petite, other than a pretty impressive bust. "Do you need something?" "Uh, sorry, I'm just kind of curious about... all this," you say, gesturing to the packed tabletop. "Are you like throwing a dinner party or something?" The girl smirks. "You must be new here, my name is Izumi. This is all for me," she says, pulling a plate of ziti in front of her and grabbing a fork. "Pasta night is my favorite." "Seriously?" you ask, glancing around at the food, then back at her petite frame.<</if>> She giggles. "I like to eat." She pauses for a moment and seems to look you over, her gaze settling on your gut. She sighs. "I do not like to be watched though, please go somewhere else." "Oh, uh, sure, sorry. Enjoy your meal," you say, stepping away from the table to look for somewhere else to sit. \ <>\ <<if $freshCoupleRel < 0>>[[Sit with Emma->September 5th- Dinner: Sarah and Alesha Upset]]<<else>>[[Sit with Emma->September 5th- Dinner: Emma, Sarah, and Alesha]]<</if>> <<if ($malloryRel > -1) or ($leahRel > 0)>><<if $leahRel < 0>><<linkreplace " Sit with Mallory">><<toggleclass "#rejected" "hide">><</linkreplace>><<else>> [[Sit with Mallory->September 5th- Dinner: Mallory and Leah]]<</if>><</if>> <<if $fullness > 2>><<if $metIzumi>><<linkreplace " See what Izumi is up to">><<toggleclass "#tooFat" "hide">><</linkreplace>><<else>><<linkreplace " Investigate the feast that's being prepared">><<toggleclass "#tooFat" "hide">><<set $metIzumi to true>><</linkreplace>><</if>> <<else>> <<if $metIzumi>>[[See what Izumi is up to->September 5th- Dinner: Izumi]]<<else>>[[Investigate the feast that's being prepared->September 5th- Dinner: Izumi]]<</if>> <</if>> <<link "Sit alone">><<replace "#choice">><</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</link>> <> \ <<if $fullness > 2>>Despite only coming here in hopes of meeting up with someone, you decide you aren't all that interested in sitting with anyone you see. But <<if $metIzumi>>Izumi's feast<<else>>the feast you saw getting set up<</if>> captured your attention for a little too long, and now your stomach is growling despite the fact it's still working through quite a bit of $lastPrey. You idly pat your bloated belly with one hand and head over to the buffet line.<<else>>You decide that you'd rather just sit alone and eat in peace tonight. Though you have to admit that <<if $metIzumi>>Izumi's feast<<else>>the feast you saw getting set up<</if>> has really amplified your hunger, even if you aren't planning to go meet with <<if $metIzumi>>her<<else>>the girl<</if>>. Your stomach growls as you head over to the buffet line.<</if>> There seems to be a split menu out tonight, a few kinds of sandwiches and wraps set out in one section, and a small variety of pasta dishes in the other. A few girls are impatiently waiting by an empty tray near the pasta--you gather from their grumbling that there //was// garlic bread, but someone took literally all of it shortly after it was last refilled. Ignoring the commotion, you stick to the sandwiches, putting a few on your plate. As you start to walk off your stomach growls again and you pause to look back. You quickly throw a couple of the wraps on as well, then head over to an open table. You dig into your food, starting with the sandwiches you'd originally grabbed. At first you pace yourself, but your stomach has really gotten worked up for some reason and soon you're tearing through everything you'd packed onto your plate. By the time you've stuffed the last bite into your mouth, <<if $fullness > 2>>you can feel that your softening gut has grown a bit tighter again<<else>>you swear that your belly is actually bloating out a little<</if>>. A loud burp escapes your lips and you lean back, placing a hand on your stomach in satisfaction. You sit and digest your heavy dinner for a while, passing the time on your phone until eventually the room starts to empty out and you decide it's probably time for you to head out as well. [[Head back to your dorm->September 5th- Night]] \ <<if $fullness is 0>><<set $stamina to Math.clamp($stamina + 8, 0, $staminaMax)>><</if>>

<<set $day5SavedMandy to "ate">><<set $preyName to "Mandy">><<set $preyHealthMax to 24>><<set $preyResilience to 1>><<set $preyFrustration to 0>><<set $preyExhaustion to 0>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "Mandy Extended_PredActions">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "Mandy Extended_Struggle">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "Mandy Extended(TEXT)">><<set $sceneNextLink to "September 5th- Mandy Escapes">><<set $preySize to 4>><<set $fullness += $preySize>><<set _aware to false>><<if !$attackedMandyCookout and ($mandyEscaped is "released")>><<set _fullTrust to true>><<else>><<set _fullTrust to false>><</if>><<set $noCrush to true>><<set $noShake to true>><<set $noSqueeze to true>><<set $noTaunt to true>>\ You make up your mind, deciding that you can't just let Mandy get eaten like that, but you also aren't willing to face off with an upperclassman. She isn't going to like your methods, but there's one plan that can get you both out of this safely. So, you take a quick deep breath, then rush forward towards the two girls. Just as Nicole is about to force Mandy's head into her mouth, you shove her aside as hard as you can. She lets out a scream of genuine shock, clearly not even aware that anyone else was nearby, and the push knocks her to the ground. Mandy immediately looks up at you, seeming confused but not really any less scared than she was when she was staring into Nicole's mouth. "$name..?" she whimpers. "Okay Mandy I know you're gonna hate this and things are weird between us..." you say, quickly getting a grip on her shoulders. You can't afford to waste any time, Nicole won't be down for long. "But you've gotta trust me." You don't give her time to respond before shoving her head into your mouth. Muffled outrage rings out from your throat as you get to work quickly swallowing down the short girl, who is clearly not happy about this method of rescue. She starts trying to push you away and even kicks at your legs, but you don't let anything slow you down, keeping her arms locked down tight as you pull her deeper and deeper into your body. By now, Nicole has recovered from the surprise attack and gotten back to her feet. Luckily, she doesn't seem intent on trying to intervene. She's just standing beside you with her arms crossed, tapping her foot as she watches Mandy's hips slide down into your mouth. You still don't risk slowing down, making short work of her flailing legs to get her safely packed away in your gut. "//*UUUrrrp*// Ahh, thanks for--" you start to say, attempting to taunt Nicole. But you've barely even felt the last of Mandy curl up into your belly before your bulging stomach kicks to life. "I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU <<print $name.toUpperCase()>>!" Mandy screams from inside of you, thrashing with worrying intensity. "Why do you keep doing this to me? I KNEW you just wanted me for yourself on Monday! You're awful!" "Woah, //*uuurrrp*// woah, take it easy! I'm not--" "SHUT UP!" Mandy shouts, cutting you off. It sounds like she's on the verge of tears, if she isn't already crying in there. "Why can't you just leave me alone? I don't deserve--" "Hey, hey, take it easy Mandy, your friend's telling the truth, she's not going to digest you," Nicole cuts in with a laugh. She rests a hand on your thrashing belly, then gives you a smug look. "This isn't that uncommon of a trick, though it's annoying that people are already figuring it out week one. She swallowed you so that I wouldn't be able to eat //either// of you. She's planning on letting you out once the coast is clear, right?" "Well... yeah," you admit. You give the side of your belly a gentle rub to try and reassure Mandy. "Guess there's no need to //*urp*// pretend, it's not like you can do anything anyways." Mandy's tantrum slows down, finally giving your stomach some relief. She doesn't say anything, and you even hear a slight whimper, but she seems to accept the situation. "Right, right," Nicole chuckles, stepping closer. "Only problem for you, though, is that you kinda //need// the coast to be clear for it to work, right? It's really easy to swallow someone who just puked up their guts, you know." "Uhh...." you say. You start to try and back away, but she matches your pace, smirking at you. "I don't think I caught your name, what was it your prey said?" she says, standing uncomfortably close to you. "Let's get to know each other while you digest her."<<done>><<include $sceneActionsLink>><<replace "#actionReminder">><<PredActionReminder>><</replace>><</done>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "predOptions">></div>

<<if $preyHealth <= 0>> <<append "#digestion">> <<set $ateMandyDay5 to true>> Despite Mandy's burst of energy, she spent far too long letting your stomach have its way with her to have any real hope of escape. The intensity of her thrashing was starting to make you worry, but you can already feel her slowing down. You grin and begin to gently massage your bloated belly. "All //*urp*// done in there?" you say in a soft tone. "I... can't believe you $name..." Mandy says. She finally gives up the struggle entirely, just hugging her legs tight. You can hear her start to sniffle. "Aw, don't cry. Just let it happen~" you say as your run your hands along the softening bulge of her belly. "Why..." she mumbles. "I never did anything to you, and you... you went out of your way to..." <<link "Be gentle">><<replace "#choice">> "Oh Mandy..." you sigh, starting to shift your massaging efforts to focus more on soothing her than yourself. "Just try to relax. It's... our whole relationship has been complicated." "No... you always just wanted to eat me..." she pouts. You feel her starting to lean back into your massage despite herself. <<if $mandyEscaped is "released">>"Even though you let me out that first time... it must have just been some sick joke..."<</if>> "Mmh, it's not quite like that..." you say. You briefly pause your massage to give your belly a hug. "I mean I did //*urp*// try to eat you during the tour, but then... I kind of got attached. I put myself in danger to save you, twice now, remember?" "Then let me out... There's still time." "Ah, but at the same time... I had to save you //twice//, Mandy. You were a goner if I hadn't done anything," you say, resuming your rubbing. Mandy stays silent. "And it's still just the first week. Originally, I really did swallow you just to get you away, but after having so long to think about it with you in there... C'mon Mandy, left on your own you aren't going to last long here. You know that." "That's not..." Mandy says, trailing off with a sniffle. "Shh, it's alright, you don't have to worry about it anymore," you say, rubbing your hands in a little deeper. "When I realized that, I decided: wouldn't it be at least a little better if I was the one to do it? I was kind of hoping you would just drift off without catching on..." "I... I guess if I had to..." Mandy mumbles. "But..." You smile and give your gut another hug. "It's alright, just relax and let go.~" Mandy doesn't speak up again, resigning herself to her fate as your meal. You keep up your massage, soothing your belly as the form inside slowly softens and almost seems to disappear. Before long, you stop feeling any sort of movement, and it seems to be over. Your belly rumbles as you give it a gentle squeeze. "//*UUUURRRRRP!*//" You blush a little as your enormous belch echoes through the halls. Then you sigh and pat your belly. "Goodbye, Mandy..." <</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</link>> <<link "Be cruel">><<replace "#choice">> <<set $karma -= 1>> "Why? It should be obvious," you say with a laugh. You wrap your arms around your belly and squeeze her tight. "Because you've been my food since //day one//, Mandy! I'm just //*urrp*// finishing what I started then. The only reason I ever saved you is because you're //my// meal, and I wasn't going to let anyone else have you." <<if $mandyEscaped is "released">>"B-But you let me out the first time..!" Mandy says, unable to put up any resistance to the pressure you're putting on her. "Why..?" "Pfft, that was just because I realized //I// might get eaten if I ditched the tour. I was //*URP*// always just saving you for a better time~" you say, tightening your grip on her.<<else>>"I knew you wanted to eat me Monday... <<if $eatenByErika>>that junior<<else>>your nice roommate<</if>> just got in the way..." Mandy says, unable to put up any resistance to the pressure you're putting on her. "Yep! And it was a real pain, but we figured things out in the end~" you laugh, tightening your grip on her.<</if>> "You're terrible! Y-You're the worst person I've ever met..!" Mandy shouts, clearly strained by your tight hug. "I hate you..." "Aw, insults are //*urp*// all you've got left, huh?" you say. Getting a devious grin, you release your hold on her, only to grab your belly from either side and start to shake it back and forth. "Well, if you don't want to get melted into fat, you're gonna need more than that. Come on, show me what you've got!" Mandy whimpers as you keep up your assault, relentlessly shaking up the contents of your belly, even starting to put your hips into it. You can hear all kinds of splashing and sloshing from the chaos you're kicking up. Once you think she's had enough, you bring an end to the onslaught by pressing your gut against the wall. Mandy squirms a little, but still doesn't say anything. "That's what I //*ouurrrp*// thought~" you say, pushing forward even harder for a moment before finally easing off. "You sure you don't have anything else to say? 'I hate you' is kind of //*urp*// sad to have as your final words." There's a silent pause as you wait for a response. Then, just as you hear her start to make any kind of noise, you squeeze your gut as hard as you can. Your arms wrap tight around the softening bulge she's making, all while you pull your stomach muscles as tight as you can, absolutely crushing your already defeated prey. You may be getting carried away here, but you're caught up in the rush of reclaiming your lost prey. Finally, when your arms start to feel sore, you release, letting your gut bounce back into its normal position with a satisfying //*slosh*//. You no longer feel any kind of movement from within. "//*UUUUURRRRRP!*//" An enormous belch echoes through the halls when you finally ease up. You grin and pat the top of your belly. "Finally where you belong.~" <</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</link>> @@color:lime;Mandy has been digested!@@ With your prey dealt with, you step away from the wall and stretch out your arms. Giving your belly one last pat of satisfaction, you start to walk off down the hall to return to your dorm, what remains of Mandy sloshing along with every step. <<include "playerPredEnd">>[[Return to your dorm->September 5th- Before Dinner]] <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 1>> <<append "#digestion">> "C'mon, don't be rude. I'm Nicole, we both know your snack here is Mandy, what's your name?" Nicole says, nudging your arm. "It's $name..." you say, glaring at her. You start to walk away, heading for the stairs in hopes of returning to your dorm, but Nicole quickly follows, not only keeping up with you but blocking your way so that you can't go downstairs. "Are you seriously //*urp*// gonna do this?" You rest a hand on your belly for a moment and give it an apologetic pat. "Sorry Mandy, that was involuntary." "What do you mean?" Nicole says with a smirk. "You shouldn't be eating people you aren't willing to turn to mush unless you're in class. You can just let her out whenever you want if you'd prefer." "You're not getting a meal out of this, fuck off," you say, turning around and starting to walk off in the other direction. Unfortunately, with the extra weight of your gut hanging off of you you can't move particularly fast, so Nicole has no trouble matching your pace. <<if $ateAshley>>"Hmm, you know you actually look familiar for some reason..." Nicole says, practically clinging to your arm. "That's weird for a freshman..."<<else>>"Aw, don't be rude, I'm just trying to be friendly with my underclassmen here.~"<</if>> <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 2>> <<append "#digestion">> "Seriously, go //*urp*// away," you grumble, making your way deeper into Karbo and toward the classroom halls. Nicole seems very amused with herself as she carries on next to you. "I will once you've taken care of her," Nicole replies. "Just spitting her out would be the fastest way to get this over with, but you can turn your friend into tit fat too if you really want." You roll your eyes at her and continue to wander the halls, trying to pick up the pace. The gurgling of your stomach is starting to stress //you// out at this point, you can't imagine how Mandy feels in there. <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 3>> <<set $sceneAttack to 0>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $ateAshley>>"Oh wait, haha! I know! You're the freshman that won at Maeve's party, aren't you?" Nicole suddenly says with a grin. <<if $fat > 34>>"Ashley filled you out pretty good, huh?"<<else>>"Yeah, yeah, we chatted right before Zoey started being her usual self."<</if>> "Yeah, that's me," you reply. "Can you //*urp*// leave now that you've figured it out?" "Ugh, you're super annoying, you know that?" Nicole grumbles. "But fine, this is actually super boring. I'll just eat you or your buddy another time." To your surprise, she actually starts to walk away. She turns her head back and waves to you, smirking. "See you later, 'champion'."<<else>>At this point, you're just walking in circles around the loop of classrooms, not sure exactly how to handle the situation. You might be able to duck into a room, but even if you could get in without Nicole and lock her out, she could just wait for one of you to leave. For now, you're just hoping she gets bored and gives up before Mandy digests or loses faith in you. Luckily, judging by the fact that she's been starting to pay more attention to her phone than you, that seems to actually be working. She gives an irritated sigh. "Fiiiine, you win," she grumbles. "This is actually super boring, you're no fun at all. I'll just eat one of you another time..." You're about to say something, but bite your tongue for now. The last thing you want to do is change her mind by taunting her. Somewhat to your surprise, she actually starts to walk away. She turns her head back and waves to you, smirking. "Have fun for now you two."<</if>> You stay where you are, watching her disappear around the corner. You're slightly skeptical that it was actually that easy, but can't really think of what she would be planning at this point leaving you alone. Your train of thought is interrupted as Mandy finally speaks up. "$name? Is she gone?" she says. "Yeah, she's... it looks like she really left, at //*URP*// least," you reply. One of your hands starts to absentmindedly rub at your belly. "Thank goodness..." Mandy says. "Then, uh, then please let me out. It's really scary in here $name." "Yeah... yeah..." you say, zoning out a little for a moment. Your stomach is happily gurgling away at your passenger, enough acid built up at this point to create some gentle splashing whenever you or Mandy move. "Um, I'm not totally sure she isn't still up to something, and I'm sure you don't want to run through the hall all //*urp*// gross from my stomach. Why don't I let you out right in front of your dorm to be safe?" <<if _fullTrust>>"O-Okay, that sounds smart," she replies. "My room is K227. Please hurry..."<<else>>"..." Mandy takes a long pause before responding. "...fine. My room is K227. Please hurry..."<</if>> "Of course, I'm on my way now," you say, starting to take off walking. But, there's been something on your mind since the two of you have been left alone. You did come out here to catch a meal, and your stomach has already put in some work on Mandy... Not to mention that having her just calmly sit and digest is actually a pretty nice change of pace. She wouldn't be able to tell where you're going from inside your belly, just that you're on the move... <</append>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <<replace "#special">> <<link "Take Mandy back to her dorm">> <<goto [[September 5th- Mandy Rescue]] >> <</link>> <<link "Betray her trust and keep walking in circles through the halls">> <<set $noCrush to false>> <<set $noShake to false>> <<set $noSqueeze to false>> <<set $noTaunt to false>> <<toggleclass "#crush" "hide">> <<toggleclass "#squeeze" "hide">> <<toggleclass "#taunt" "hide">> <<if $oralProficiency > 2>><<toggleclass "#shake" "hide">><</if>> <<set $karma -= 1>> <<set $day5SavedMandy to "betrayed">> <<set $ateMandyDay5 to true>> <<append "#digestion">> Getting a slight grin on your face, you walk right past the hall that would lead back toward the dorms, instead carrying on with the loop you've been making around the classroom halls. Your whole relationship with Mandy started with you trying to eat her, it's only fitting that it ends with you finishing the job. Considering this is the second time you've had to save her, she wouldn't last much longer anyways. As you continue on your way, you wonder just how long you can manage to keep her fooled... <</append>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <</link>> <</replace>> <<elseif _aware and ($counter is 1)>> <<set $counter += 1>> "Yeah, fine, you //*uurrrrp*// caught me," you say, your voice a little strained. You lean back against a nearby wall for support, worried she might actually get out if you don't focus with the power she's pulled out. "I've just been walking in circles this whole time. Look, Nicole was just gonna //*urp*// eat you instead if I did nothing, I think I deserve something for coming to the rescue. So if you could just go back to patiently gurgling away..." <</if>>

<<set _roll to random(1,2)>> <<if ($turn > 0) and ($lastAction != "relax") and ($lastAction != "massage")>> <<set _aware to true>> <</if>> <<if $turn is 0>> <<set $preyAction to "rest">> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> Inside your stomach, you feel Mandy curl up into a tight stance, hugging her legs. "Why do these things have to happen to me..." she mutters, staying pretty much completely still. <</append>> <<elseif $turn < 4>> <<set $preyAction to "rest">> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> Mandy is still remaining calm in your belly, staying balled up and practically motionless. You can occasionally hear her whimper or take a deep breath, clearly stressed about her position. <</append>> <<elseif _aware>> <<if $counter < 1>> <<set $counter to 1>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<set _preyActionIntensity to 2>> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $lastAction is "taunt">><<set $counter to 2>>"B-But..." she whimpers. Then she lets out a frustrated roar and kicks hard enough for you to stop walking. <<if _fullTrust>>"I THOUGHT I COULD TRUST YOU!" she screams, starting to thrash hard. "Y-You let me out that first day, and then you saved me, you... I THOUGHT YOU WERE SORRY!" You grimace and wrap your arms around your belly as she starts to put everything she can muster into her struggling. Maybe you pushed her a bit too hard. "But you're just awful! Ugh, you were trying to get me to digest without even putting up a fight! You're a MONSTER! LET ME GO!"<<else>>"I KNEW I COULDN'T TRUST YOU!" she screams, starting to thrash hard. "I'm so stupid, I don't know why I went along with this at all!<<if $attackedMandyCookout>>You tried to eat me //twice// on the very first day!<<else>>I bet Monday you were just trying to steal me for yourself too!<</if>>" You grimace and wrap your arms around your belly as she starts to put everything she can muster into her struggling. Maybe you pushed her a bit too hard. "You're AWFUL, I hate you $name! LET. ME. GO!"<</if>><<else>><<if _fullTrust>>"$name[0]-$name, you... you're just trying to digest me, aren't you?" Mandy says quietly. Then she kicks hard enough for you to stop walking. "WHY? I-I thought you were sorry? I thought..." She lets out a frustrated roar and starts to thrash hard in your stomach, her sudden outburst so strong that you reflexively cover your mouth. "I can't believe I trusted you, YOU'RE AWFUL! LET ME GO!"<<else>>"I KNEW IT!" Mandy suddenly says, giving a frustrated roar and kicking hard enough for you to stop walking. "I KNEW I COULDN'T TRUST YOU, YOU'RE JUST TRYING TO DIGEST ME! Even Monday all you were trying to do was eat me yourself, weren't you? I got away, why can't you just leave me alone!?" You grimace and wrap your arms around your belly as she starts to put everything she can muster into her struggling. "You're AWFUL, I hate you $name! LET. ME. GO!"<</if>><</if>> <</append>> <<else>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<else>> <<if _roll is 1>> <<set $preyAction to "rest">> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> Mandy is still remaining calm in your belly, staying balled up and practically motionless. At least for now, she seems to still trust that you're bringing her back to her dorm. <</append>> <<else>> <<set $preyAction to "struggle">> <<set _preyActionIntensity to 0>> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> You feel Mandy start to shift in your belly, pushing out a bit against the walls and squirming in odd ways. At first you're worried that she's figured you out, but her movements are far too gently. She goes relatively still again and you get the feeling she was just repositioning herself. "Please hurry up $name, it's very uncomfortable in here..." she says. <</append>> <</if>> <</if>> <<append "#digestion">> <</append>> /* <<set _aware to false>> //set to true when she realizes the ruse <<set _fullTrust to false>> //set to true if you willingly let mandy out the first encounter with her and did not try to eat her again at the cookout*/

<<set _roll to random(1,2)>> /* REMEMBER TO INCLUDE VARIABLE CHANGES IN UNIQUE DIALOGUE */ <<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "relax">> <<if !_aware>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if (_roll is 1) or ($turn is 1)>> You leave Mandy totally alone, not even resting a hand on your belly. You don't want to risk agitating her into no longer playing along. <<else>> You carry on your way without giving Mandy any particular attention, letting her sit tight while she gently bounces along with your footsteps. <</if>> <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "massage">> <<if !_aware>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> You start to gently run your hands along your belly, feeling the idle form of Mandy through your skin. "Don't worry, just hang in there..." you whisper to her<<if $turn > 3>>, hoping to keep up the ruse as long as you can<</if>>. <<else>> You give the bulge Mandy's head is making a gentle pat, then slowly start to run your hands along your belly. You only push in just enough for her to feel it, trying to soothe and relax your passenger just as much as yourself. Luckily, she seems to acknowledge that it's a friendly gesture and even loosens her stance a little. <</if>> <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "taunt">> <<if !_aware>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> Feeling Mandy just peacefully bounce along with you in your stomach while digestion is starting to set in, a devious grin spreads across your lips. Unable to help yourself, you start to poke the bulge of Mandy's head to get her attention. "Hey Mandy, what's it like in there?" "Huh..?" she replies. "Well, y'know usually //*URP*//," you say, subtly squeezing your muscles to push out a burp on purpose, "my prey just struggles like crazy and //*urp*// throws insults. This is a rare chance to have someone explain what my stomach is like while it's //*uuurrrrrp*// fully active. So tell me how you're feeling!" "Oh... um... it's really hot, and gross... the walls are really slimy and they keep grinding against me, it's really uncomfortable," Mandy says. She lets out a little whimper. "A-And my whole body is itchy and tingly from all your... stomach acid... It splashes and shakes around every time you take a step, so.... $name I don't want to talk about this." "Aw c'mon, it's //*URP*// interesting!" you say. While you were doing this just to mess with her, you have your fingers crossed you can get her to keep going--more than just your stomach has been heating up listening to her description. You continue to put pressure on your stomach to make yourself burp while you talk, trying to see how long it takes her to realize it's on purpose. With a grin, you pause for a moment to twist your hips, shaking your belly back and forth before continuing. "What about //*urp*// that? What was that like?" "It was gross, stop!" Mandy pleads, pushing her arms out a bit. "All your acid is still shaking around a ton now..." You stifle a laugh, amazed that she's still playing along at this point after how angry she was when you first swallowed her. "Okay, //*Uuurp*// okay... so what about this then?" You start to push in on your belly from either side, clearly pressing harder than just a massage. You shift one hand up and the other down, then reverse, continuing to slide them back and forth while Mandy is squeezed between your grip. "$name, seriously, stop!" she protests. "Just hurry up so I can get out of here!" You can't take it anymore and burst out laughing. "Oh my god, I can't believe you honestly think I'm taking you to your room!" you say, giving the side of your gut a hard smack. "Y-You..!" Mandy says in a hushed tone. "This whole time..?" "I've just been walking in circles!" you laugh. "The only reason we know each other is because I tried to eat you day one, you really //*urp*// thought I wouldn't take the opportunity to churn you up?" <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "damaged">> <<if ($preyHealthThreshold is 3) and !_aware>> <<append "#digestion">> "$name p-please..." Mandy suddenly speaks up. Your stomach gives an ominous groan before she says anything more, and you feel her push out against the walls a little. <<if $turn < 3>>"Please hurry and figure something out, I really don't like being in here..." "Sounds like someone's starting to feel the heat," Nicole snickers. @@color:yellow;$preyName is wearing down in your stomach.@@<<else>>"Please hurry up, I don't want to be in here..." @@color:yellowgreen;$preyName is wearing down in your stomach!@@<</if>> <</append>> <<elseif ($preyHealthThreshold is 2) and !_aware>> <<if !_fullTrust>> <<set _aware to true>> <</if>> <<append "#digestion">> "$name! $name it's getting really bad in here!" Mandy says, pushing out with her arms. "Please, just get me out of here!" You smirk and start to gently massage your belly. "Hey, hey, it's alright, just stay <<if !_fullTrust>>//*urrp*// <</if>>calm," you say<<if _fullTrust>>, stifling a burp<</if>>. "We're on the way, I know this isn't the most pleasant way to travel but you're gonna be fine." <<if _fullTrust>>"O-Okay, you're right, I... I trust you, $name," Mandy says after a brief pause. Your footsteps kick up a particularly loud sloshing sound and she whimpers. "Just please hurry..."<<else>>"No... no, you never even went downstairs, I can tell. We can't be that far away..." she mutters to herself, starting to push out a little harder. "It's been way too long..."<</if>> @@color:chartreuse;Your stomach is taking its toll on $preyName!@@ <</append>> <<elseif ($preyHealthThreshold is 1) and !_aware>> <<set _aware to true>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "acidRise">> <<if ($acidStage is 2) and !_aware>> <<if !_fullTrust>> <<set _aware to true>> <</if>> <<append "#digestion">> "<<print $name.toUpperCase()>>! $name you've gotta let me out!" Mandy suddenly shouts. She starts to wriggle frantically, and you can hear a lot of splashing getting kicked up in your stomach. "There's so much acid, my skin is all tingly... it's gonna cover my head soon! I don't care anymore, just spit me up wherever you are!" You smirk and start to gently massage your belly, trying to ease her struggling a little. "Hey, hey, it's //*Urrp*// alright, just calm down in there," you say. "All that moving is //*urp*// distracting. We're on the way, I know this isn't the most pleasant way to travel but you're gonna be fine." She slows her movements and stays quiet for a moment. <<if _fullTrust>>"O-Okay, you're right, I... I trust you, $name," she finally says. Your footsteps kick up a particularly loud sloshing sound and she whimpers. "Just please hurry..."<<else>>"No... no, you never even went downstairs, I can tell. We can't be that far away..." she finally mutters to herself, starting to push out a little harder. "It's been way too long..."<</if>> <</append>> <<elseif $acidStage is 3>> <<set _aware to true>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<default>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</switch>>

<<Time 14.25>><<if !$attackedMandyCookout and ($mandyEscaped is "released")>><<set _fullTrust to true>><<else>><<set _fullTrust to false>><</if>><<set $karma += 1>>You shake off the thought of betraying Mandy's trust. Digesting her now under the guise that you're helping her would be too cruel, you'll just have to find a real meal after letting her go. Besides, even if she started out as your prey when you first met, you've gotten kind of attached to her at this point. You turn to head back towards the dorm hall, keeping an eye out for Nicole as you walk. As far as you can tell, she really did leave and isn't just waiting for you to let your guard down. So, with Mandy bouncing along with you, you carry on your way. There's a soft sloshing sound coming from inside your gut with every step, your stomach clearly already doing its best to try and break Mandy down. "How are you //*urp*// doing in there, Mandy?" you say, gently running your hands along your belly. You try to focus more on soothing her than yourself, tracing the bulge she's making until you find her shoulders before starting to push in a little deeper. "I'm really sorry, I didn't mean to have you in there for so long..." "I'm... I'm fine... It's scary, but things aren't too bad yet," Mandy mumbles. You feel her start to relax a bit under your efforts. Then your stomach lets out a loud groan and she tense up again. "B-But please hurry..." "Don't worry, I'm almost there," you say in a soft voice, giving her a pat on the back. You pick up the pace a little for her sake. It doesn't take much longer to arrive at the dorm hall, and you head right over to the room number she gave. It's pretty close to where you found her in the first place--she must have been either on her way back or only just stepping out of her dorm and happened to have very unfortunate timing. "Okay... K227, right?" you say, tapping her head to make sure you have her attention. "Yes!" she quickly responds. "Alright then, brace yourself..." you say, taking a deep breath yourself. After double checking that Nicole, or anyone else for that matter, isn't around, you wrap your arms around the lower half of your belly and start to push inward. Mandy whimpers a little as the pressure starts to ramp up. Not entirely sure what you're doing, you start to push in harder, experimentally squeezing your stomach muscles in hopes that your body gets the message. Finally, you seem to hit the sweet spot and, with a sour groan from your stomach, you feel her head push back up into your throat. Once she's started her journey back towards freedom, it doesn't take long to finish the job. With you actively encouraging her return trip, she smoothly slides back out of your mouth and onto the ground in front of her dorm. It isn't pleasant, but it also isn't as uncomfortable as you anticipated and you're pretty much feeling fine already just a few seconds after the last of her is out. She stays laying on the floor for a moment, completely drenched in digestive fluids and her clothes starting to fray a little at the edges. Then she seems to regain her composure and quickly sits up, carefully getting to her feet. Her face is bright red and there's still a panicked, uncertain look in her eyes. "Um, thanks..." she mumbles. "Of course! Glad I was able to get you out of there," you say with a nervous laugh. She pulls out her key and turns around without another word, seeming to fumble with the lock a little thanks to how slimy she is. \ <<link "Ask if she wants to hang out">><<replace "#choice">>\ "So, um... do you wanna hang out or something?" you ask, trying to fill the awkward silence. "All of our interactions so far have been... me eating you or saving you from getting eaten, we haven't really gotten a chance to get to know each other." <<if _fullTrust>>"Uh..." she seems a little surprised and pauses to consider the offer. "N-No, sorry, I'm about to take a really long shower so I, um, don't really have time."<<else>>"No!" she quickly blurts out. "Um, I mean, I need to take a really long shower after this, I won't have time."<</if>> "Oh, right, right..." you say sheepishly.<</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</link>> <<link "Invite her to Emma's party">><<replace "#choice">>\ "Oh, hey, so uh, my roommate is throwing a big party this Saturday, freshmen only and we're doing what we can to make it as safe as possible," you say. "Do you wanna come?" <<if _fullTrust>>"Oh, um, maybe... but I don't really like parties," she says. "Sorry."<<else>>"I-I would rather not, sorry..." she replies.<</if>> "That's fine, no worries," you say a little sheepishly.<</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</link>> <<if !$eatenByErika and !$attackedMandyCookout>><<link "Ask about the shirt Emma gave her">><<replace "#choice">>\ "Oh hey, do you still have that shirt Emma loaned you the other day?" you ask, trying to fill the awkward silence. "Um, no, I already returned that actually," she says. "Oh, fair enough..." you reply.<</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</link>> <</if>><<link "Say nothing">><<replace "#choice">>\ You stay standing behind her as an awkward silence fills the air. You aren't really sure what to say here, but just leaving now also doesn't feel right.<</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</link>> Mandy finally gets her door unlocked and quickly steps inside. For a moment it seems like she's just going to slam it in your face without another word, but she pauses while it's still open a crack. It slowly creaks open a little further and you see her worried, slimy face looking out at you. "Um, listen, $name... I...<<if _fullTrust>> Thanks again for saving me and all, Monday too, I really do appreciate it, but...<</if>>" she says, looking away and shifting in place a little. "Please just leave me alone from now on, okay? E-Even if I'm in trouble, <<if _fullTrust>>I... I don't want you putting yourself in danger for me...<<else>>just let me handle it, I don't want to keep stressing about this happening...<</if>>" She pulls the door shut and locks it before you can even reply, disappearing into her dorm. You sigh, disappointed but feeling like you can't really blame her. Your stomach growls and you place a hand on it. After gearing up to digest Mandy while she was in there, you're feeling even hungrier than when you left to go on the hunt in the first place. <<include "playerPredFail">>You start to head back down the hall, continuing where you left off when you ran into her and Nicole earlier. Unfortunately, you don't end up having much luck. The upstairs halls are pretty barren, and even after spending a couple //hours// walking through the loop of hallways and trying to lie in wait in various spots, you only ever come across not only a large group, but a group of what looks like at least juniors. Somehow, there's not a single person who comes by that you have any confidence you could handle. Eventually, your stomach lets out a pained growl, still yearning for the prey it had before, and you check the time, finding that it's gotten late enough that you may as well just head to the dining hall for dinner. [[Head to dinner->September 5th- Dinner]]

<<Time 14.5>><<set $ateMandyDay5 to false>>Mandy's furious thrashing doesn't seem to be slowing, her anger at being deceived completely removing any advantage you had from how long it took her to start fighting back. You're stunned at how much trouble she's giving you, and starting to get seriously worried that she's actually going to best you. That worry soon becomes reality as one of her arms finds its way into your esophagus. You choke and desperately cover your mouth, doing your best to try to swallow her back down. But it's no use, your stomach has clearly had enough of the extremely unruly prey you sent it. Slowly but surely, Mandy inches her way back up your throat, her acid-drenched fingers soon scraping along the back of your tongue. You make one final fruitless effort to drag her back down before she finally bursts out towards freedom. Mandy's slimy form slides out onto the floor of the hallway, leaving you kneeling in a fit of coughing. <<if $turn > 7>>She's completely naked after spending so long inside of you, but that doesn't seem to faze her at all as she quickly gets up to her feet.<<else>>She quickly scrambles to her feet, her body drenched in stomach acid and her clothes heavily damaged.<</if>> Her breathing is heavy, but there's clearly still adrenaline pumping through her veins. She takes off running long before you can even get a word in. "I HATE YOU, LEAVE ME ALONE!" she screams as she runs away, presumably heading to the safety of her dorm. You watch her disappear around the corner with a sigh, needing a little longer to recover from her escape. Then, a little shakily, you stand back up and start to trudge back towards your own dorm, grumbling in irritation at the fact she somehow managed to come out on top. <<include "playerPredFail">>[[Head back to your dorm->September 5th- Before Dinner]]

<<Time 13>><<set $minaPred += 1>>"Hey Mina, after you get cleaned up, how about we do some training the other way around too?" you say as you watch her pick out a fresh outfit. She pauses and looks over at you. "You mean have me swallow you? Why?" she says, cocking her head a little. "I am not particularly interested in being a predator, and I very much doubt I could do much to help you with your escaping." "Well, I know you may not be super interested in it, but to get good enough grades to advance here so you can continue to train your escaping skills you're going to have to be reasonably competent at eating people too," you say. "While we're already training, why not work on that too?" "I suppose you have a point..." she says, mulling it over. "I do not mean to be rude, but you are quite big. I am not certain I will be able to get you down, but if you would like to try this I suppose it is only fair. To be honest, I may actually be worse at being a predator, I just do not have the same interest to improve." Finished getting a change of clothes together, she stands up and heads to the bathroom. "Excuse me a moment, you can wait on my bed while I shower." "Of course, take your time!" you say with a smile. "And I'm sure you'll be able to handle me." You sit back on the bed to wait, your belly a lot smaller than the previous time you spent with it. The strange realization hits you that you just actively convinced someone to eat you, but shrug off any odd feelings about it. It will be important for Mina. Much like when she got changed before, her shower is almost suspiciously fast. You're only waiting a few minutes before she steps out, fully clean and back in a more typical outfit. Her hair is soaking wet still, but it doesn't seem to bother her at all. "Alright, you ready to get started?" you ask. "I suppose so," she replies, seeming ever so slightly nervous. "Why don't we do this in the bathroom, I'm not sure you'll be able to move much once I'm in and it'll be easier to clean up after you let me out in there," you suggest. Mina just nods in response and you follow her into the bathroom, the air a little humid from her recent shower. "I think training this will be difficult for me," Mina says. "<<if $escapismLabMina>>You know from last time, you came right back up just moments after I got you down<<else>>In my lab, my stomach rejected my partner as soon as they moved at all<</if>>..." "I get the feeling that the main hurdle you have to overcome is your capacity, thanks to your height..." you say. "So, let's just train that! Once you get me down, I'll stay totally still instead of struggling, it'll just be a simple exercise to get your stomach to start stretching a bit. We'll say... keep me there for ten minutes? That should be enough time to have some effect while still getting me out before it gets too dangerous." "Okay, that does seem like it could be a good idea," Mina replies, giving another little nod. There's an awkward pause where you both just stare at each other. "So, uh, I guess let's just get to it..." you say, offering her your hands. "Bon appétit." She gingerly grabs your hands, seeming to study them for a moment before finally opening her mouth to get started. You feel the slimy warmth of her mouth begin to wrap around you as your fingers slide along her tongue towards her throat. She swallows, and your hands are dragged a few inches down into her esophagus. You give her a little nod of encouragement, then duck your head down to make it easier for her to fit in. It's a slow process, her insides tightly constricting you as you're gently nudged deeper and deeper into her body. She manages to bring you in pretty smoothly up until she reaches your shoulders. Then, the pace of your journey becomes glacial. She struggles to push past your chest, and even as her lips advance down your midriff you find yourself getting pushed in with rough, staggered effort. By the time she reaches your hips, she's forced to pause and recover before attempting to continue the monumental task. The walls of her stomach wrap tightly around you, already seeming strained despite only having half of you inside. Even her arms seem to be trembling as she begins to push onward again. It starts to look like you may have been too much for her after all as she wrestles with your hips, squeezing and pushing at the plush flesh of your butt long enough for you to start getting flustered, but after a while she's able to force it into her mouth. Despite the clearly ramping resistance from her body, Mina doesn't give up, slowly but surely choking you down until finally, with one last push, your feet are sent on their way to her stomach, the warmth of her body entirely sealing you in. "Oh my, that--//*Uurrp*// excuse me! Tha--//*urp*// oh..." Mina tries to say, seeming very flustered by her sudden gassiness. "...That was very unpleasant. Are you... excuse me a moment--//*URP*//--Are you okay, $name?" "I'm fine..." you say, your words slightly slurred with how snug the stomach walls are. "It's, uh, very tight in here, that's for sure. I'm glad I only said ten minutes!" "It is not very comfortable for me either, my belly is aching--//*urrrp*!// Oh I'm so sorry, this is horribly impolite of me..." "Haha don't worry about it, that's just something that happens when you've got someone in your gut," you say. "Especially when you take so long to swallow them, you probably took in a ton of air getting me down but there's not much space for it. Just try to relax and get used to the feeling, rubbing your belly usually helps." You don't really have to put any effort into staying still for her--her walls are wrapped so dangerously tight around you that you can barely move even if you tried. It feels like you've been vacuum-packed inside of her. Rather than the usual kneading and shifting, it feels more like her stomach is twitching and shivering around you, not sure what to do with such a large meal. You can feel Mina leaning forward against you, lightly rubbing her hands against the side of her gut. It seems like she can't quite get her arms all the way around it with the position you're in. "I cannot get up like this," Mina says, pausing to stifle another burp. "How were you able to walk while I was in you?" "Well, I've eaten people before and had some experience with lugging around prey //my size//, handling you wasn't really a problem," you say with a slight laugh. "Not only am I definitely like twice your weight, you haven't really used the muscles you would need to carry that weight much at all. I would be kinda scared if you could manage to lift me!" "That makes sense..." she says. She keeps soothing her belly with her hands, the massage starting to relax you as well. "My stomach is still very sore, it is so large..." "Once you're more used to it it's really satisfying to be so full, but I'm sure it's rough being so strained..." you say. "You know, I kinda wish I could see what you look like from the outside." Mina's heartbeat fills your ears as you sit in her stomach. Combined with her constant rubbing, it's strangely comforting, but as the gurgling sounds of digestion start to overpower it you're brought back to the reality of the situation. While her stomach may be struggling, it is doing its best to start trying to deal with you, a slight pool of acid starting to build around your feet. "$name? How do you //*urp*//--sorry--plan to know when ten minutes are up?" Mina says, stopping her massage. "I am worried about the sounds my stomach is making." "I... actually didn't consider that neither of us have a clock we can look at," you say with a laugh. "It is starting to heat up in here, maybe it's a good time to call it." "Okay!" Mina says, seeming relieved. "...how do I do that?" "Well, in this situation the easiest way is probably for me to just push out at the walls, if you're ready." "I am." "Alright, brace yourself..." you say. With that, you gently push your hands out against the slimy walls. You've barely used enough force to even make them budge when her stomach clamps down around you. However, the fact that there's barely any change in pressure when that happens gives you a very bad feeling about the situation... The walls crush in on you, squeezing as hard as they can manage while already being pushed to their absolute limit, trying to force you back up into her throat. But the slight increase in pressure subsides after a few moments... and you haven't gone anywhere. Another, slightly harsher wave tries again to push you up, but once more makes no progress. A chill goes down your spine as you notice the way it's trying to push you and realize what's happening. Somehow, your rough entry has left you positioned with your back against the entrance to her esophagus... and there's so little room that her stomach is unable to get you into a better position on its own. "Ow! $name, what is happening in there?" Mina whines, clutching her belly. "Is something wrong?" "Um, Mina... Don't panic, but..." you say, trying to process the situation yourself still. "...I think I'm stuck." "What? But... I do not want to--//mph//." She winces in pain as her stomach makes one more attempt to force you out, before, with a whine, it seems to admit defeat on the matter. "$name I do not know how to help, I cannot move like this, no one else is around..." "Just.. just hang on," you say, starting to panic yourself. "Okay, this might be rough for you, but I think I'm going to have to try to reposition myself. Just hang in there, and... I'm sorry." After giving her a moment to brace herself, you start to try using your full strength. You immediately hear Mina whimper as you push out full force, trying to use both your arms and legs to rotate yourself around. But even pushing with all your might, the walls don't really have any more space to give, already stretched to their limit. The moment you make what feels like the tiniest bit of progress, her vomit reflex kicks in again, forcing you back into the same position you started in and making another fruitless attempt to squeeze you out itself. You try again, only for the exact same process to repeat. A loud groan rumbles through her stomach, as if it were demanding that you give up. "Ow, ow..!" Mina whines. "$name, I do not know what to do. My phone is in the other room, and my door is locked anyway..." You don't respond, breathing heavily as you think about how dire your situation has gotten. Even if you are making slight progress with your struggling, and you aren't sure that you are, you're already running out of energy just from that first attempt. "$name... I do not want to digest you..." \ <<link "Panic and fight hard to get out">> <<addclass "body" "acid3">> <<replace "#invite">>\ "I don't want to get digested either!" you shout, panic taking over as the very real fate you're facing is brought to the forefront of your mind. "I'm sorry Mina!" With the situation turned life or death, you put Mina's comfort completely out of your mind and start to frantically struggle against her constricting stomach. You thrash and push out with all of your might, trying anything you can think of to get closer to freedom. But just like before, anytime you make even the faintest progress her stomach clamps down and squeezes you back into place, despite its goal being the same as yours. You can faintly feel Mina massaging her belly, and hear her crying out in pain and discomfort, but you have no choice but to keep trying. With every failed push toward freedom, you can feel yourself getting more and more exhausted, and all the while her anguished stomach is flooding with acid. Even as your arms start to tremble you fight against the fate you've accidentally doomed yourself too, but it's no use. Exhaustion overwhelms you as her acids start to sting at your skin, and before you can even get out some sort of parting words to your friend, your consciousness fades away. And from some combination of pain and distress, it isn't much longer before Mina passes out as well.\ <</replace>> <<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">> <</link>> <<link "Accept your fate and stay calm for Mina's sake">> <<addclass "body" "acid3">> <<replace "#invite">>\ "I..." You take a deep breath, realizing the hopelessness of the situation. Continuing to try and get out at this point is only going to make things worse for Mina. "I'm sorry, Mina. I... I think you're going to have to." "But $name you are... you're one of my only friends on campus," Mina whimpers. She pushes in on her belly, almost like she's trying to give you a hug. "You must keep trying to get out, I do not care if it hurts me!" "Mina... I don't want this either, but there's nothing I can do. My last attempt accomplished nothing even though I pushed hard enough to tire myself out," you say, sniffling a little as you resign yourself to this embarrassing demise. "It's okay, this is my fault, I pushed you to swallow me. Don't... don't be guilty about it, or anything." "But... $name I am so sorry..." she says, squeezing you a little tighter. "It's okay Mina... This is better than me getting grabbed by some random bully, at least. If I had to get digested, being a friend's first meal is probably one of the better options..." you say. "And hey, at least some silver lining here, taking me all the way is going to stretch your stomach way more than just ten minutes..." "I do not care about that, I never want to do this again!" "No, don't give up because of this! I... Promise me you'll put me to good use, at least," you say with a weak chuckle. "I want you to become the top of our class, alright? I mean you already took out the toughest competition." "...Okay, $name," Mina whimpers. "I will try." "Thanks, Mina, I know you'll do great..." you say. "I guess this is goodbye..." "Goodbye, $name..." Mina says with a sniffle. You let yourself relax as her stomach slowly starts to fill with acid, trying its best to deal with you despite the circumstances. Mina keeps her arms wrapped around her belly, and as you drift away you lean back into her embrace. As fatigue from the ordeal catches up with her, it isn't long before Mina drifts off into a less permanent slumber.\ <</replace>> <<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">> <</link>> \ ... Eventually, Mina gently blinks awake on the floor of her bathroom, laying in an odd position. A loud belch echoes off the walls as she tries to push herself up, leading her to quickly cover her mouth in embarrassment. She looks down, and everything comes back to her. She's laying on top of her massively bloated belly, a belly filled with the sloshing remains of her friend. She sits back with a blank look on her face, silently remaining on the bathroom floor for quite some time. She isn't sure how long she was asleep, but it must have been several hours at least. Her gut, which was once painfully tight and larger than her entire body, is now soft and looking more like she'd swallowed someone her own size. She curiously pushes one of her hands into the plush flesh, finding no trace of you anymore, just sludge waiting to be processed. Stifling a burp despite no one else being around, she struggles onto her feet, just barely able to manage at this size. At first, she stops to look in the mirror, her face still expressionless. She cradles her belly from below, needing the extra support to stand up straight under its heft. Already, the effects of a meal this size are starting to show, the tiny girl looking almost chubby compared to before even with so much more to go. But, if Mina has thoughts on the change, she doesn't show it at all. She just silently studies herself for a moment, mainly focused on her belly, then hobbles out to sit on her bed. She grabs her phone off of the bedside table, then scoots herself back into the corner, curling up so that her legs are cradling her gut. She stares at her phone for a little while before finally making her choice. She makes a call. "Runa..?" she says when the ringing stops. "Runa, something awful happened..." <<include "Life Lost">>

<<Time 13>><<set $minaPred += 1>>"Hey Mina, after you get cleaned up, how about we do some training the other way around too?" you say as you watch her pick out a fresh outfit. She pauses and looks over at you. "You mean have me swallow you? Why?" she says, cocking her head a little. "I am not particularly interested in being a predator, and I very much doubt I could do much to help you with your escaping." "Well, I know you may not be super interested in it, but to get good enough grades to advance here so you can continue to train your escaping skills you're going to have to be reasonably competent at eating people too," you say. "While we're already training, why not work on that too?" "I suppose you have a point..." she says, mulling it over. "Okay then, if you would like to try this I suppose it is only fair, and that is a good reason to learn. To be honest, I may actually be worse at being a predator, I just do not have the same interest to improve." Finished getting a change of clothes together, she stands up and heads to the bathroom. "Excuse me a moment, you can wait on my bed while I shower." "Of course, take your time!" you say with a smile. You sit back on the bed to wait, your belly a lot smaller than the previous time you spent with it. The strange realization hits you that you just actively convinced someone to eat you, but shrug off any odd feelings about it. It will be important for Mina. Much like when she got changed before, her shower is almost suspiciously fast. You're only waiting a few minutes before she steps out, fully clean and back in a more typical outfit. Her hair is soaking wet still, but it doesn't seem to bother her at all. "Alright, you ready to get started?" you ask. "I suppose so," she replies, seeming ever so slightly nervous. "Why don't we do this in the bathroom, I'm not sure you'll be able to move much once I'm in and it'll be easier to clean up after you let me out in there," you suggest. Mina just nods in response and you follow her into the bathroom, the air a little humid from her recent shower. "I think training this will be difficult for me," Mina says. "<<if $escapismLabMina>>You know from last time, you came right back up just moments after I got you down<<else>>In my lab, my stomach rejected my partner as soon as they moved at all<</if>>..." "I get the feeling that the main hurdle you have to overcome is your capacity, thanks to your height..." you say. "So, let's just train that! Once you get me down, I'll stay totally still instead of struggling, it'll just be a simple exercise to get your stomach to start stretching a bit. We'll say... keep me there for ten minutes? That should be enough time to have some effect while still getting me out before it gets too dangerous." "Okay, that does seem like it could be a good idea," Mina replies, giving another little nod. There's an awkward pause where you both just stare at each other. "So, uh, I guess let's just get to it..." you say, offering her your hands. "Bon appétit." She gingerly grabs your hands, seeming to study them for a moment before finally opening her mouth to get started. You feel the slimy warmth of her mouth begin to wrap around you as your fingers slide along her tongue towards her throat. She swallows, and your hands are dragged a few inches down into her esophagus. You give her a little nod of encouragement, then duck your head down to make it easier for her to fit in. It's a slow process, her insides tightly constricting you as you're gently nudged deeper and deeper into her body. She seems to struggle a lot getting your shoulders in<<if $breastSize > 24>>, and that glacial pace continues until she's managed to choke down your breasts<<else>>, pausing for an uncomfortable amount of time with your head lodged in her throat<</if>>. But, once that's out of the way, she continues down toward your hips at a steady pace, dropping back to sit on the floor as her belly balloons out from your entry. The walls of her stomach wrap tightly around you, already seeming strained despite only having half of you inside. You can tell she's already reaching her limits by how aggressive her swallowing has become. She's pushing down on your rear with her hands in time with her swallowing, needing the extra force to pack you down into the tight space. This continues all the way down your legs, your body getting sore from being trapped in such an odd position while she works on squeezing the rest of you in. Then, finally, with one last push your feet are sent on their way to her stomach, the warmth of her body entirely sealing you in. "Oh my, that--//*Uurrp*// excuse me! Tha--//*urp*// oh..." Mina tries to say, seeming very flustered by her sudden gassiness. "...That was rather unpleasant. Are you... excuse me a moment--//*URP*//--Are you okay, $name?" "I'm fine..." you say, chuckling a little at her current state. "It's very tight in here, that's for sure. I'm glad I only said ten minutes!" "It is not very comfortable for me either, my belly is very sore--//*urrrp*!// Oh I'm so sorry, this is horribly impolite of me..." "Haha don't worry about it, that's just something that happens when you've got someone in your gut," you say. "Especially when you take so long to swallow them, you probably took in a ton of air getting me down but there's not much space for it. Just try to relax and get used to the feeling, rubbing your belly usually helps." You do your best to stay totally still inside of her, resisting the urge to even nudge yourself into a better position. It feels like you've been vacuum-packed, the walls of her stomach wrapped dangerously tight around your body. Rather than the usual kneading and shifting, it feels more like her stomach is twitching and shivering around you, not sure what to do with such a large meal. You can feel Mina leaning forward against you, lightly rubbing her hands against the side of her gut. It seems like she can't quite get her arms all the way around it with the position you're in. "I cannot get up like this," Mina says, pausing to stifle another burp. "How were you able to walk while I was in you?" "Well, I've eaten people before and had some experience with lugging around prey //my size//, handling you wasn't really a problem," you say with a slight laugh. "Not only am I probably like twice your weight, you haven't really used the muscles you would need to carry that weight much at all. I would be kinda scared if you could manage to lift me!" "That makes sense..." she says. She keeps soothing her belly with her hands, the massage starting to relax you as well. "I think my stomach is starting to feel a little better. It is strange being so large..." "It's a great feeling! Well, you might be a little too strained still, but once you're more used to it it's really satisfying to be so full," you say. "I kinda wish I could see what you look like from the outside." Mina's heartbeat fills your ears as you sit in her stomach. Combined with her constant rubbing, it's strangely comforting, but as the gurgling sounds of digestion start to overpower it you're brought back to the reality of the situation. While her stomach may be struggling, it is doing its best to start trying to deal with you, a slight pool of acid starting to build around your feet. "$name? How do you //*urp*//--sorry--plan to know when ten minutes are up?" Mina says, stopping her massage. "I am worried about the sounds my stomach is making." "I... actually didn't consider that neither of us have a clock we can look at," you say with a laugh. "It is starting to heat up in here, maybe it's a good time to call it." "Okay!" Mina says, seeming relieved. "...how do I do that?" "Well, in this situation the easiest way is probably for me to just push out at the walls, if you're ready." "I am." "Alright, brace yourself..." you say. With that, you gently push your hands out against the slimy walls. Mina lets out a little whimper, but she isn't so weak that her stomach gives up just from that. So, you push out a bit harder, then quickly move your hands to the side. That does the trick, the stomach walls quickly clamping down on you. For a brief, terrifying moment, you seem to be stuck, somehow having ended up with your back pressed up against the entrance to her esophagus. Luckily, there's just enough wiggle room left for the waves of pressure squeezing through her stomach to roll you around until something that will fit lines up with the opening, your head surging back up her throat toward freedom. It takes no time at all for the rest of your body to be forced out of Mina's once you're on your way. You slide out onto the tile floor of her bathroom, lightly coated with a slimy mixture of saliva and stomach acid. It takes you a little while to push yourself up even though there wasn't much of a struggle to tire you out, your entire body stiff from staying still in such a cramped position for so long. But, after some stretching, you're able to get comfortably back up on your feet. Mina meanwhile is still kneeling on the ground, looking nauseous and occasionally coughing. "Are you okay?" you ask. You go to offer her a hand getting to her feet, then quickly remember your current state and opt to wash your hands off in the sink first. "I believe so, thank you..." she says, taking your freshly cleaned hand and standing back up. "Thank you for your assistance $name, I think this was useful training even if I am admittedly not enthused about it." "Of course, I'm happy to help you out!" you say with a smile. "Although... I don't have any other clothes with me and I doubt any of yours will fit me, so I guess I'm walking back to my dorm like this." "Oh, yes, I suppose it may have been smarter for you to remove them first," Mina says. You give her a somewhat flustered look, but you don't get any sense that there was anything other than practicality behind that statement. "You could probably use some rest too after what your belly's been through," you say with a slight laugh. "I'll see you around!" "Definitely, goodbye $name!" she says, giving you a tiny smile and a wave as you start to head for the door. <<Mina 1>> Just as you're about to head out, however, something else occurs to you. \ <<link "Invite Mina to Emma's party">> <<replace "#invite">>\ <<set $week1PartyMinaInvited to true>>\ "Oh Mina, by the way!" you say, turning back to her. "My roommate is throwing a big party for all the freshmen this Saturday, you're invited if you'd like to go!" "Oh! I must admit I am not usually much for parties, but I can try to stop by for a little while," she says. "Awesome! It's Saturday night in the lounge in Lampton, I'll see you there!" You give her a wave, then step out into the hall to return to your own dorm.\ <</replace>> <<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">> <</link>> <<link "Don't invite her">> <<replace "#invite">>\ But, quickly realizing that inviting Mina to a big party like Emma is planning would be an incredibly dangerous, stupid idea, you decide not to say anything. After turning back to give her a final wave goodbye, you step out into the hall to return to your own dorm.\ <</replace>> <<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">> <</link>> \ You hurry down the hall, luckily making it back to your room without anyone else being around to spot you. Heading inside, you find that Emma is also still out, leaving you alone with plenty of time to get cleaned up. Even though the damage from Mina's stomach isn't too bad, you take a long, relaxing shower, getting yourself totally refreshed for the rest of the day. When you finally step out, you've barely even gotten dressed when an alarmingly loud groan cuts through the air. You rest your hand on your belly, suddenly realizing how hungry you are. Spending so long with Mina in your gut must have really worked up your appetite. Not wanting to leave your stomach waiting, you head back out of your room to make your way to the dining hall. [[Head to dinner->September 5th- Dinner]]

<<Time 11>>You bounce along with Sunny's footsteps as she heads out into the hall. You can feel that she's resting a hand on her belly, occasionally giving you an absentminded rub as she walks. The walls of her stomach harmlessly shift against you, the very slight amount of acid leaking out just feeling like warm water thanks to the antacid. With all of its efforts toned down, even the occasional gurgling from her body at work is much softer than usual, you have to admit that it's actually fairly comfortable. You feel yourself starting to shake more dramatically, and the dull sounds of several conversations begins to reach your ears through the muffling of her belly. It's a little difficult to keep track of where you are with your current position, but you're pretty sure you know where she's headed right now. "Sunny..." you say. "Is this the dining hall? Please tell me you aren't going to--" "Hey, that's pretty good! You're really //*urp*// paying attention in there," Sunny laughs, giving her gut a firm pat. "Don't get your tits twisted though, I'm not gonna eat with you in there. I'm just heading out this way since Zoey is probably still around by the lobby and I've already had enough of her for the day." "And where are you heading //out// to?" "Well aren't you nosy! Just 'cause you're in my belly doesn't mean you get to know all my business," she says, coming to a stop and giving you a gentle shake. Then she laughs. "//*urp*// Nah but for real, I don't know yet! Just going out. I mean, obviously I've got to show you off while we're doing this, I'll find something to do before class." "Oh yeah, obviously..." you say dryly. Sunny just laughs again as she goes back on the move. But, she doesn't make it far before seeming to run into someone and coming to a stop again. "Oh hey Rach! Hungover at almost noon again, huh? No early class today?," Sunny says. You wince as she seems to lean over against a table, slightly squishing you. "Ugh, hey Sunny..." <<if $club is "cooking">>a somewhat familiar voice groans. You're pretty sure 'Rach' is Rachel from Cooking Club yesterday.<<else>>'Rach' groans.<</if>> "Yeah, you know me... Nice gut..." You feel her poke you through Sunny's belly. "Hey, watch it!" you say. "Oh, recent, nice." "Ah chill out in there you, Rach can touch my gut all she wants," Sunny laughs, pressing down against the table slightly harder for a moment and pushing out a burp in the process. "My little passenger here isn't actually lunch, I've got the gas turned off. We're just having some fun!" "Oh, cool..." <<if $club is "cooking">>Rachel<<else>>Rach<</if>> mumbles. Someone is very lightly massaging you with one hand, and you're pretty sure it's her and not Sunny. "Damn, you're really out of it! There some party last night I didn't know about or were you just being you?" "Mmh, sorry... Kind of neither, I was drinking in club yesterday and tried to turn it into a milkshake. It was gross when I did it, but..." "Kira?" "Kira..." <<if $club is "cooking">>Rachel<<else>>Rach<</if>> chuckles. "She went through so many different ideas that I was more wasted than after the party Tuesday by the time she had one she was satisfied with..." "Bet it was good though." "Oh they were fucking delicious way before she 'perfected' it, that girl is a wizard," <<if $club is "cooking">>Rachel<<else>>Rach<</if>> says. Her hand finally pulls away. "But this sucks... Can't even get drunk again to make it go away 'cause I've got class a little later and Stars used me for a demonstration last time I showed up sloshed..." "Rach, girl, how many times do I have to tell you you'll just get a worse hangover later when you do that?" Sunny laughs. "Just let me make my own mistakes," <<if $club is "cooking">>Rachel<<else>>Rach<</if>> replies with a weak chuckle. "Hey, can you stop leaning on whatever this is?" you cut in, giving an annoyed shove to the stomach walls. "You're squeezing me here." "Aw c'mon $name, just think of it like a hug!" Sunny says, leaning all the way forward to press down on you even harder. You grumble and push out again in irritation and she lets up, returning to a normal standing position with a laugh. "Fine, //*urp*// fine. Alright, guess my belly's getting antsy so I'll stop bugging you Rach." You faintly hear Sunny snap her fingers. "Catch ya later!" "Mmmhmm..." <<if $club is "cooking">>Rachel<<else>>Rach<</if>> mumbles. The faint roar of the dining hall quickly fades as Sunny goes back on the move, your whole world bouncing around with her. You sigh, making some attempt to shift your position a little so that you don't end up quite so stiff. At least the antacid is working fine--her stomach still hasn't done anything other than lightly massage you. "Sunny, seriously, how long are you planning on keeping me in here?" you say, gently poking her stomach walls to make sure you get her attention. "Well I've got class at noon, and that antacid is gonna last until at least the end of that, so like... minimum two hours?" she replies. You groan, but she just chuckles and caresses the bottom of her belly. "Hey, it beats getting used to make Zoey's tits even more monstrous, right? Besides, don't tell me you aren't having a little fun! Just think, you never would have met Rachel if you hadn't tagged along with me." <<if $club is "cooking">>"I already know Rachel, I'm in Cooking Club," you say. "Oh yeah, guess that makes sense. She's fun, right?" Sunny replies. "Still, you never would have known the ending of her shenanigans without me."<<else>>"I still haven't actually met Rachel, I just heard you talk to her," you say. "You know what, fair, but still," Sunny laughs.<</if>> "I'd still rather not be in a stomach." "Just relax, let yours--Oh hey! Speaking of monstrous tits," Sunny says with a laugh. "Oh, what a lovely surprise! Hello Sunny, haven't seen you around yet hon, it's been too long!" a very pleasant voice says. She chuckles a little. "Sounds like you're still just as crude as I remember." "Haha, you know I meant it as a compliment," Sunny laughs. "I dig the blue, Cynth, it's a good fit for you!" "Aw, thanks sweetie! You sure know how to flatter me," the other girl says. You feel an extra hand gently press against you. "Oh, walking around with a live one? Hope you're taking after me and not being mean, hon." "Of course, of course. I saved this freshman from becoming a tally mark, but decided to reward myself by having some fun with her," Sunny says, giving her belly a slight hug. "$name, this is Cynthia, say hi!" "Oh, I get to //participate// in this conversation?" you say in a grumpy tone. "Hey, you could have talked to Rach whenever before, you just didn't." "Hello in there sweetie!" Cynthia says, giving you a surprisingly tight hug through Sunny's belly. "I hope she's treating you well enough!" "Hi..." you say, a little strained until the girl finally releases her embrace. "She isn't digesting me so I guess it's... fine..." "There, see? No need to be shy," Sunny giggles, patting her stomach. "Why don't we sit and catch up, girl? I gotta know what you got up to over the summer!" "Oh, nothing too exciting hon, at least that I can talk about with our guest here," Cynthia chuckles. "I was on my way to talk with Dahlia about how we're handling yoga this year, but I'm sure I'll be fine chatting for a bit." You feel Sunny sit down, the faint sound of running water making you guess you're by the fountain in the courtyard. Three separate points of pressure start to slowly rub against you, meaning at least one hand isn't Sunny's. "You know, speaking of, I could teach you some of my massage techniques if you want to make her really enjoy her stay..." "Ha! Maybe someday I'll take you up on that Cynth, but I think we're good for now," Sunny says. You sigh and settle into a somewhat comfortable position while the two friends start to catch up. There isn't much room for you in their conversation, and the fact that they're both just idly running their hands against Sunny's gut while they talk makes you feel like you're some kind of pet or prop. But, you can't think of much more to do than just sit and wait at this point. You aren't sure how much time passes while the two talk, nothing they discuss all that interesting to you, but eventually things seem to wind down. "//*urp*// Guess I shouldn't be too late to class," Sunny says, sitting up and, from the sounds of it, stretching out. "And if I keep you too long Professor Aldain might forget she was supposed to be meeting with someone," she adds with a laugh. "Oho, fair enough, I shouldn't keep her waiting too long!" Cynthia chuckles. She gives you a gentle pat on the back. "It's been great catching up Sunny, really just wonderful. You ought to stop by for one of our sessions this semester!" "Ha, maybe I'll get my buddy here to be my partner!" Sunny replies, standing up and giving you a little shake. "But yeah, for sure I'll try to make time. Catch ya around Cynth!" You faintly hear Sunny snap her fingers, then the walls surrounding you start to bounce and jiggle again as she goes on the move. At this point you're absolutely drenched in various fluids despite her stomach being subdued, just from rubbing up against the slick flesh surrounding you for so long. "So what do you think? Belly yoga someday?" Sunny snickers, lightly bouncing up her belly to get your attention. "What is that?" you reply, repositioning yourself a little. "Exactly what it //*urp*// sounds like," Sunny laughs. "Yoga, but with someone in your gut! Surprisingly relaxing on both sides, honestly, it's something one of the teachers cooked up. She and Cynth run a session every week or so." "If you meant what I think you did by being your partner, definitely not," you grumble. "Aw, still being a grump in there?" Sunny says, poking you through her belly. "Don't worry, I'm about to sneak you into an advanced class! Think of how far ahead of all the other freshman you'll be thanks to your good friend Sunny D!" "You think the teacher will make you spit me up?" "Not a chance!" Sunny laughs. "I've got Expansion Theory, it's a capacity class. And, not really my goal here, but what I'm doing with you is a pretty common technique for improving stomach capacity. See, you're learning already!" "Yes, it's all worthwhile now," you reply dryly. "Also I'm already like ten minutes late, she's not gonna wanna deal with the hassle even if she cared." She pats her belly. "But stay quiet in there until we leave to be safe, alright? Wouldn't wanna make someone mad at you while you're inside them, you know.~" [[Continue->Rescued by Sunny- Choice]]

<<Time 13.5>>Contrary to what Sunny seemed to think, you aren't able to glean much from being in her class. Trying to make out anything the teacher was saying over the sounds of Sunny's body and not only the muffling of the stomach walls, but the extra barrier of being stowed under her desk, is a useless effort. You're left at the mercy of a very bored Sunny for the entire duration of the class, finding yourself nudged side to side as you hang below her desk, or feeling her hands drumming some beat against her belly, or having her squeeze her stomach muscles in weird ways until you eventually give her a shove to stop. An immense wave of relief washes over you when she finally stands back up. "Thank fuck, I thought she'd never shut up," Sunny says after stepping back out into the hall. "Was starting to get a teeny bit worried, somewhat on a time limit here you know. How you doing in there? Learn anything useful? You better have been paying attention!" "Sunny, even if you weren't constantly messing with me, it would have been impossible to get anything out of that class from in here," you grumble. Her stomach grumbles in return and you instantly become more alert. "I know, that class is such a bore, right?" Sunny laughs. "'If you eat until you're full, you can fit more later'. Woah! Holy shit! Glad I have a full semester to absorb such mindblowing information..." "Not really what I meant," you sigh, though find yourself chuckling a little under your breath. Then a louder groan than you've heard in a long time rocks through your confines. "Uh, Sunny? I think the antacid is starting to wear off. It's definitely been long enough anyways, please get me out of here!" "Hey, no worries, relax!" she says, caressing her belly. "I'm on my way back to my dorm to re-up right now!" "SUNNY!" you shout, kicking one foot forward. She laughs and comes to a stop. "Seriously, haven't you had your fun? It's been hours!" "C'mon, I missed lunch since I have you in there! You've gotta keep me feeling full until dinner, it's not that much longer." <<if $day4MinaTrainingOffer>>"No, I can't!" you protest. "I've got plans with someone at two, I can't bail on her!" "Ah shit, yeah you don't have much time then. Can't you just text her to reschedule?" "No, I don't have her number," you reply. Sunny's stomach groans and starts to grind against you a little harder. "Also, why would I reschedule plans last minute just so I could keep doing //this//?" "Yeah, you know what, fair," Sunny laughs. "Fine, fine, I'm not gonna fuck with your relationships, especially this early in the year. Your education? Absolutely. But //*urp*// friends would be a dick move. I'm coming up on the dorm hall, I'll let you out at your door." "Thank you..." you say, breathing a sigh of relief. She takes just a few more steps before you feel yourself come to a stop. "Alright, ride's over! Make sure you take all your luggage with you," she laughs. You feel her wrap her arms around the base of her gut. "Comin' up!" In an instant the walls clamp down on you, starting to force you back up her throat. It's a surprisingly efficient maneuver, seemingly no struggling on Sunny's part as you smoothly slide out of her mouth and out onto the ground. You suppose that after two years of labs, you start to get some experience willingly regurgitating people. It doesn't take long before you're fully freed from your friend's insides. "Ha, gross," Sunny says as she looks down at you, slightly bent over and holding her stomach for only a moment before shifting to a triumphant pose with her hands on her hips. "Hope that wasn't //totally// awful for you, guess it was kinda mean to spring that on you when you're a freshman and being in a gut at all is scary still..." "Uh, thanks again for the rescue..." you say as you get to your feet, neglecting to comment on your extended stay. "Hey, Sunny D's always got your back!" she replies, snapping her fingers into guns. "Have fun with your buddy, I'll catch you around! Oh and watch out for that when you leave," she adds with a laugh, pointing at the wet spot you left on the ground. [[Get cleaned up->September 5th- Afternoon 2]]\ <<else>>\ \ [[Keep going along with this->Rescued by Sunny- Afternoon]]<<if $sunnyPhone>> [[Get flirty and ask for something in return->Rescued by Sunny- Flirty]]<</if>><<if $day3DormKey is "taken">> [[Offer that you'll play along if she catches you a meal->Rescued by Sunny- Proposition]]<</if>> <<link "Struggle to get out">><<replace "#choice">>"NO!" you shout, shoving your arms out against the walls of her stomach. "I can't believe you, just spit me out!" "//*URP*// Hey, c'mon, relax!" she says, rubbing her hands along her belly as you start to earnestly struggle against her. "No, I've had enough! Do you know how uncomfortable it's been to be stuck in here?" You keep thrashing against the walls of her stomach. If she's not going to get you out of here herself, you'll just have to break out. You should still have a little while before the antacid totally wears off and her stomach is fully active. "I'm just //*urp*// having some fun, chill //*uuurrp*// out in there!" Sunny says. "You aren't in--" "I don't care, let me out!" "Ugh, just fucking //chill//!" she grumbles. You immediately feel her stomach walls crush in on you, squeezing you so tight you can barely move. She keeps up the pressure until you give up on even trying to squirm. "God, //*UURP*// fine, I'll let you out, I'm right by your dorm anyways..." "Please do..." you say, crossing your arms inside of her. "You don't have to be such a baby about it, this kind of thing can be fun for //both// sides if you roll with it instead of just whining you know," she grumbles as she takes the last few steps toward your door. She sighs and you feel her wrap her arms around the lower half of her gut. "I guess I forgot that you are still just a freshman... Hold onto your tits, you're coming up." In an instant the walls clamp down on you, starting to force you back up her throat. It's a surprisingly efficient maneuver, seemingly no struggling on Sunny's part as you smoothly slide out of her mouth and out onto the ground. You suppose that after two years of labs, you start to get some experience willingly regurgitating people. It doesn't take long before you're fully freed from your friend's insides. "Gross..." she grumbles as she looks down at you, slightly bent over and holding her stomach for only a moment before leaning back and crossing her arms. "There, you good now?" "Yes, thank you," you say in an irritated tone. "Yeah you're welcome, it's not like there's no risk for me fucking with Zoey you know," she replies, a grumpy look on her face. She sighs and flicks one of her hands. "Whatever, I'll see you around..." <<Sunny -1>> [[Get cleaned up->September 5th- Afternoon 2]]<</replace>><</link>> <</if>>

<<Time 13.75>><<set $playerWilling += 1>><<set $day5SunnyExtended to 1>>"You are unbelievable..." you sigh, your shoulders sagging a little. "I'm starting to think I would have been better off just taking my chances with Zoey." "Ha! No way, you can't ask for a better stomach than mine!" Sunny laughs, giving her belly a smack as she starts walking again. "Plus getting added to Zo's trophy wall is probably the worst way to go here." "Yeah, you're probably right," you say with a very slight laugh. You feel the shaking of Sunny's gut start to intensify as she heads upstairs. "Would've spent less time in a stomach though." "Pfft, I wouldn't be so sure, that bitch is crazy. Don't tell me you're not having at least a //little// fun hanging with me!" "It's definitely being hampered by the fact I'm hanging //off// you," you reply. "I would do stuff with you without having to be captive, you know." "Aw, you'll make me blush $name," Sunny laughs. "I promise I'll let you out for real at dinner time, so for now just roll with it, okay? I'm having fun, you've got nothing to worry about while you're in there, and you could have some fun too if you stop being such a stick in the mud." "Fiiiine..." you say with an exaggerated sigh. "There, that's the spirit!" Sunny says with a laugh, giving your head a pat. You hear her open the door to her room and step inside. Shortly after, a second antacid is dumped on top of you, then she drops back to lay on her bed. "So..." you say, adjusting to the change in position. The slight aggravation you'd started to feel from her stomach is already subsiding. "Um... how did the rest of party planning go? Did you talk to Kim yet?" "Hell no, you crazy? That's why you're definitely out at dinner," Sunny laughs. She starts to massage her belly with one hand as she relaxes. "That's already gonna be kind of a tough sell, no shot she gives me any time if I roll up with someone in my gut. And me and Em had pretty much just split when I scooped you up, you would know if I'd talked to Kim." "Oh, fair enough," you reply. "Why is it a tough sell?" "Eh, stuff from before your time, don't worry about it," Sunny says, giving you a pat on the back before returning to her massage. There's a brief silence while you both relax for a little bit. "So did you just keep me in here so you could nap on a full stomach?" you finally say. "What, you aren't enjoying the massage?" she chuckles. Then she pretty abruptly sits up, disorienting you. "But //*URP*// nah, I was just texting to make sure the girls are free. We're off to the lounge!" "The girls?" you say, still adjusting to the sudden change as Sunny goes on the move again. "Yeah, my drinking buddies! Lydia and Amity, you'll love them. Or hate them, I dunno, but you're coming along either way!" You bounce along with Sunny as she heads through the halls to the lounge. It's a short but disorienting trip, having to deal with her going down stairs before you'd even re-adjusted to her walking around again. But before long, you hear some new voices. "Hey, there she is, Sunny D!" an unfamiliar girl says. "Haha, looks like you've been busy today." "Figures you're the reason Lydia insisted we come out here..." a different, harsher voice says, sighing loud enough for you to hear. "Thanks, love ya too Am," Sunny says, chuckling as she sits down. "This ain't dinner, I just //*urp*// brought a guest. Saved a freshman from our friendly neighborhood ogre earlier and now I'm having some fun." She pats her belly. "Say hi $name!" "Uh, hey," you say, pushing out slightly. "Another freshman? What, you can't run with the seniors anymore so you're starting back from the bottom?" the grumpy girl says. "Oh come on Amity, don't be like this right from the start at least," the other girl, presumably Lydia, says. You feel a hand rest against you and give a quick pat. "Hello $name! Sorry D's messing with you like this, but I'm glad Zoey didn't get you!" "Uh, thanks, nice to meet you guys," you say. "Does she do this often?" "Well, not this specifically all that much, but if you've gotten close enough that she was willing to save you you should already know she's a total wildcard," Lydia giggles. "She just does what she feels like, you aren't her first extended guest." "I mean, you just need to see those tacky sunglasses to know she does whatever she wants," Amity chimes in. "No one who cared even a tiny bit what other people think would be caught dead like that." "Oh you're just jealous that even though you blow all that money on hair dye, I still get more attention," Sunny laughs. "Hard to look away from the freak show," Amity sneers. "//*Pfft*//, you know it's cause I'm way hotter. Lydia knows what's up! C'mon L, don't leave me hanging." There's a brief silence. "Alright, $name then," Sunny chuckles. She slaps her hand against her gut and holds it there. After a moment of confusion, you push back with your own hand. "For the record, I have no idea what Amity looks like so that was a pity high five," you say. You hear Lydia snicker. "I'll still take it," Sunny says, patting her belly. "So you guys are... friends?" you say as a tense silence starts to set in. There's a pause, then Sunny and Lydia burst out laughing. You're pretty sure you can even hear Amity chuckling. "Absolutely, can't you feel the love?" Sunny says. "Those two are just like this, it would be weird if they weren't at each other's throats," Lydia says with a laugh. "Yeah, if I really hated Sunny I would have eaten her by now," Amity says. "Aw, that's the nicest thing you've said to me all week!" "They're like sisters, really," Lydia says. "You should see them together once the alcohol takes hold." "Probably not appropriate to call drunk us 'sisterly'," Sunny snickers. You hear a dull thud and Sunny lurches to the side a little, still laughing. "Alright, giving the gut freshman too much information here bitch!" Amity says. Another round of laughter follows, then the three friends start to chat and catch up in earnest. While you chime in or get addressed every now and then, you have to deal with the awkwardness of not only being the odd one out among established friends, but also the fact that you're sort of not even present in your current position. It's not the most comfortable conversation you've ever been a part of. But, after a lot of inside jokes, references to stories you don't have context for, and insults tossed between Sunny and Amity, things start to wind down towards dinner at last. "Alright, yeah, I'm feeling pretty ready for grub even with $name in my stomach," Sunny says, giving her gut a smack. Then, with some effort, she pushes herself back up onto her feet. "I'll go let her out and meet you guys at the dining hall." You hear the telltale click of her snapping her fingers. "Finally..." Amity grumbles. "Sounds good! Bye $name, I hope we meet in person sometime!" Lydia says with a little giggle. You bounce along with Sunny as she heads off, starting to get uncomfortably familiar with the feeling at this point. She heads upstairs, then not too long after you feel her going back downstairs. "Whew, it's gonna feel weird //not// having you in there at this point," Sunny laughs. She gives you a reassuring pat. "Don't worry, I'm heading right to your dorm to let you out." "Thank you," you say, breathing a sigh of relief. "Good timing I guess, it sounds like your stomach is starting to get active again." "Yeah, I know what I'm doing you know!" "Right, right... Your friends sound pretty cool." "See, I knew you'd like 'em! Maybe I'll take you out drinking with us sometime so you can put Amity's ugly face to her crabby voice," Sunny chuckles. You feel her wrap her arms around the lower half of her gut. "Alright, ride's over! Hold onto your tits 'cause you're coming up!" In an instant the walls clamp down on you, starting to force you back up her throat. It's a surprisingly efficient maneuver, seemingly no struggling on Sunny's part as you smoothly slide out of her mouth and out onto the ground. You suppose that after two years of labs, you start to get some experience willingly regurgitating people. It doesn't take long before you're fully freed from your friend's insides. "Ha, gross," Sunny says as she looks down at you, slightly bent over and holding her stomach for only a moment before shifting to a triumphant pose with her hands on her hips. "Hope this whole thing wasn't //totally// awful for you, guess it was kinda mean to spring that on you when you're a freshman and being in a gut at all is scary still..." she says with a slightly nervous laugh. "Thanks for being a good sport about it. By the end, at least." "It was fine I guess, but let's not make a habit of it," you say as you get to your feet. You feel very stiff from your extended stay. "Uh, thanks again for the rescue earlier, you did really save my ass back there." "Hey, Sunny D's always got your back!" she replies, snapping her fingers into guns. "I'll catch you around! Oh and watch out for that when you leave," she adds with a laugh, pointing at the wet spot you left on the ground.<<if $sunnyRel < 3>> <<Sunny 1>><</if>> [[Head inside to clean up->Rescued by Sunny- Released]]

<<Time 13.75>><<set $day5SunnyExtended to 2>><<set $sunnyFlirt += 1>><<set $playerHorny += 1>><<set $playerWilling += 1>>"Fine, but... I think we're even for the rescue at this point," you say coyly. "So, if you're gonna keep me in here, I think the least you can do is let me see what I look like from the outside." "Oooh, after some more pervy pics, are we?" Sunny giggles, starting to walk again. "Damn, horny at a time like this $name? You must be some kind of freak." "I'm not hearing a no." "Haha! We'll see, let's get back to my dorm first," she says, giving her belly a pat. She quickly heads upstairs, making her way through the halls back to her room and stepping inside. Shortly after, you hear her swallow and a second antacid is dumped on top of you, then she drops back to sit on her bed. "Okay, I've got a counter offer for you, you little pervert~" Sunny says, gently running a hand down her belly. "When it comes time to let you out, I'll go totally topless. Have the girls on full display for you, in-person. But! I'm about to leave my dorm again, and you'll have to stay silent until I tell you we're back in private." "That's it?" you say, your face growing a little flush in the darkness of her stomach. Sunny gives a slightly worrying laugh. "Yep, that's all you've gotta do! Deal?" "Absolutely!" you blurt out. "Perfect~" Sunny says, giving her belly a little pat. "Alright then, get those lips sealed! I've got someone I need to chat with." You're very skeptical of what she's up to, but it honestly feels less awkward not to say anything while you're in here, and she's offering a reward you can't pass up. She heads out into the halls, making her way downstairs at some point. It's hard to tell where she's going, but based on the sounds you hear it seems like you've moved outside. A voice greets her as she comes to a stop, and immediately you understand why she seems so amused with her plan. "Heya Sunny!" Emma's muffled voice chirps. "Oh, you've, uh, been busy since this morning... What was it you wanted to talk about?" "Hey Em! Nothing //*urrrp*// too important, just wanted to double check what we need from the store," Sunny says, intentionally squeezing out a burp. "Might go out for that stuff tonight." "Oh! Well, we for sure need more beer than I've got, and I was kind of leaving the mixers up to you. I've got the snack list we talked about written down, I can send that to you!" "Awesome!" Sunny says, snapping her fingers. Then you feel her start to gently massage you through her belly. "Sorry by the way, don't let this distract you." "Oh, no, you're fine, I didn't mean to stare," Emma says with a nervous laugh. "By the way, have you seen $name around since this morning? I haven't really been back to the dorm so I guess I don't necessarily have a reason to worry, but you never know with this campus..." "$name? Nah I //*urp*// haven't seen her," Sunny replies, sounding like she's close to letting a laugh slip out. "I'm sure she's fine though, no need to worry so much." "Yeah, you're probably right..." Emma says. "Okay, the list is all sent! Anything else you needed?" "Great, thanks Em! I think we should be good," Sunny says. "Catch you around!" "See ya! Um, enjoy the meal I guess!" Emma says. You briefly feel a third hand give you a little pat. "Haha thanks!" Sunny says, snapping her fingers again before walking off. She giggles to herself and gives you another quick squeeze as she makes her way back inside. You bite your tongue for now, staying true to your word. No sense ruining things for yourself at this point. As Sunny makes her way through the halls again, she seems to run into someone else she knows. "Hey hey, didn't expect to see you two out and about!" Sunny says. "Hey D! Yeah we just got out of Gossam's class," a voice you don't recognize replies. "You catch yourself a late lunch?" "Haha, nah, this is a freshman I saved from ending up on the trophy wall," Sunny says, giving you a smack. "We're having some fun together, I'm on my way back to my dorm now." "Geez, everyone must be really pent up after the summer or something," the girl chuckles. "This morning I already had to pick up Amity from Nadia's dorm." "Ha, she wishes I meant that kind of fun!" Sunny laughs, giving her belly another light smack for emphasis. "But damn Am, get it girl! Right down to business." "I wish you wouldn't just tell her these things Lydia..." a different voice grumbles. "Hey, c'mon, you know I ain't judging!" Sunny says. "We should grab dinner later, you guys down?" "Yeah, definitely!" the first girl replies. "Whatever..." the other says. "Awesome, meet you guys at the dining hall then!" Sunny says, snapping her fingers. "I'll text when I'm on the way!" She continues on her way, breaking away from her two friends. Not long after the interruption, you hear her unlocking the door to her dorm. She stops and wraps her arms around you, then drums her hands against her belly for a little while, before finally letting go and speaking up. "Aaaand you can talk again, we're back in my room," she laughs. "That was dirty!" you say, laughing a little yourself. "I knew you were up to //something//, but I'll admit you caught me off guard." "Haha! I thought it would be a fun way to tease you," Sunny says, patting her belly. "And you're lucky! At first my plan was to push way harder on the 'where's $name' thing even before she brought it up herself, but I couldn't bring myself to be that mean to her just to mess with you." <<if $emmaRel > 1>>"She's probably still gonna be worried until I see her again..." you sigh. "But, a deal's a deal, even if you didn't fully go through with it."<<else>>"Hey, a deal's a deal, even if you didn't fully go through with it," you reply.<</if>> "Yeah, yeah, I know... you've still got a few more hours in there though.~" "Do your worst," you say. "If you insist," Sunny says with a laugh. "First order of business, it does take some effort lugging you around so long you know, I'm starting to get a little sweaty. Think I'll hit the shower.~" "Seriously?" you say, feeling your heart flutter a little. "Yeah why not, not like you can see me from in there, and my belly will get a nice deep clean being so stretched out like this," she says, gently stroking her gut. "But I better not feel you doing anything too weird in there!" If there was any doubt, it quickly becomes clear she isn't bluffing. You hear the rumble of her shower being turned on, then feel her disrobing. It almost seems like she's exaggerating the movements to make sure you can tell what she's doing. Then, with a mischievous giggle, she steps into the shower and you can feel the impact of the water against you through her skin. Her teasing doesn't stop at that. She makes sure to really take her time getting clean, and every time her hands move over her belly, she slows down significantly and pushes in harder than she has to. Even when it's finally time for her to get out and dry off, she makes sure to towel off with very slow and deliberate movements, making you blush as she pulls you tight with the towel's odd massage. Luckily, you're given some reprieve from her taunting when it comes time to dry her hair. "How you holding up in there?~" Sunny asks, loud enough to hear over the roar of her blow dryer. "I know it's gotta be frustrating that I'm all squeaky clean while you're stuck slimy and gross." "Oh, is that what was supposed to be frustrating about this?" you say in a coy tone. "Ha! God you're hopeless," she laughs. "I know I'm hot, but you can at least //pretend// to control yourself! Hope you know that just cause I'm indulging you so far it doesn't mean I'm always gonna go along with your flirting like this." "Well, I'd better enjoy it while I can then.~" Sunny laughs as she shuts off the blow dryer. "Yeah, yeah, take it easy hornball. I've got some outfits to try on, you're gonna help me model." "I could probably be more help with that from the //outside//, you know." "Nope, you're exactly where you need to be!" she says, patting her belly. "I need to know what will still look good with a big gut in the way." "Oh, that's actually pretty smart." "Yeah, I know. But first I've gotta choose which bra to go with for the rest of the day... Hmm, which of these do you think?" she says, giving you a poke. "Oh wait, that's right, you can't even see the mirror from in there! Haha, silly me." This continues for some time as Sunny tries on different clothing, frequently starting to ask for your thoughts before reminding you that you can't see any of the action despite how close you are. You can also feel her striking a pose or two with each outfit, always making sure to emphasize her movements so that you can tell what she's doing. Her intentional teasing is amplified even further by the fact that all of her shifting around and changing clothes has made you much more clearly aware of a weight resting on your head that isn't on the rest of your body, and what that must be. You're more eager to get out than ever. After going through all of that, she ends up settling on wearing exactly the clothes she had on before, which she informs you of just so that it's abundantly clear her only goal was to mess with you. For the last hour or so inside of her, she finally eases off the throttle and just lounges back on her bed, lightly massaging you with one hand. Eventually, the relaxing position is disrupted by a loud groan from her stomach. "Alright $name, I think that's the cue for me to get you out of there," Sunny says, sitting up and patting her belly. "Finally..." you say. "Remember the reward you promised!" "Oh don't you worry, the girls have been free since I left the bathroom," Sunny chuckles. You feel her take a few steps, then wrap her arms around the bottom half of her belly. "Hope you're ready tiger.~" In an instant the walls clamp down on you, starting to force you back up her throat. It's a surprisingly efficient maneuver, seemingly no struggling on Sunny's part as you smoothly slide out of her mouth and onto the ground. You suppose that after two years of labs, you start to get some experience willingly regurgitating people. It doesn't take long before you're fully freed from your friend's insides. Based on the cold tiles you're laying on, she let you out in her bathroom. Without much shame, you push yourself up and turn to look at Sunny as quickly as you can. She's standing in the doorway, grinning down at you in a somewhat sultry pose, one arm leaning against the door frame and the other resting on her hip. And, true to her word, the only things she's wearing are shorts and the sunglasses resting on her head. Almost all of her voluptuous figure is on full display, your eyes of course being drawn to her exposed chest. "Yeah, drink it in, this might be the only chance you'll get," she teases, standing back up straight and stretching her arms out overhead. You stay fixated on her breasts, the flawless orbs of flesh jiggling ever so slightly from her movements. When your gaze keeps lingering and total silence claims the room, she cups her hands over them and the faintest hint of red seems to creep onto her cheeks. "Alright, alright, you can't just sit there staring all day, I do have things to do you know." You shake your head and quickly get to your feet, though your eyes still don't wander far from her newly emphasized cleavage. "Um, right, I... uh... thank you..." you mumble. "//Pfft// Yeah, sure, sure, no problem," Sunny says, bursting out into laughter. She shakes her head. "Get out of here so you can clean up, you look gross. And you probably shouldn't tell Emma about any of this when you get back!" "Yeah, probably a good call," you reply, slowly making your way to the door so you can enjoy the view a little longer. "I'll uh, see you around!" "Yeah, catch you later perv," Sunny says, still chuckling as she flashes finger guns at you.<<if $sunnyRel < 3>> <<Sunny 1>><</if>> You linger for just a moment longer, then head out into the hall. You check the room number before heading off: L259, on the far side of Lampton. Then, you hurry back through the halls to your dorm.<<set $sunnyDorm to true>> [[Get cleaned up->Rescued by Sunny- Released]]

<<Time 17>>You hurry into your room, finding it empty, and head straight for the bathroom so you can get yourself cleaned up. You quickly strip off your soiled clothes and step into the shower. Since her stomach wasn't trying to digest you, the damage from your extended stay inside of Sunny isn't too bad, but there's still enough slime covering you to feel like you need an extra deep clean. You let the water wash everything away, staying under the pleasant stream of warmth for much longer than was probably necessary to ensure you don't spend the rest of the day smelling like the inside of a stomach. After a while though, your stomach whines and you start to realize that you're absolutely starving. Thanks to your arrangement with Sunny, you haven't eaten anything since breakfast. So, you finally step out of the shower and get changed<<if $sunnyFlirt > 1>>. As you grab your phone to head out the door, however, you notice that you have an unread message. It's from Sunny, sent not long after you got back. You unlock your phone and immediately grin. "//Surprise nerd, I took the picture you wanted too :P Thanks for being a good sport about things, you looked pretty good on me <3//" Attached is a selfie of her from the waist up she took in the mirror earlier, her belly still bulging out with your body inside. She's only wearing a pink, somewhat fancy bra, everything else on full display. Her free hand is holding her sunglasses, her amber eyes visible for once as she gives the camera a wink. You take a moment to look it over, blushing, then stow your phone so you can head to dinner.<<else>>, immediately heading out to get dinner.<</if>> [[Go to dinner->September 5th- Dinner]]

<<set $day5DinnerCrew to true>>You decide that you want to catch up with Emma, even if it means sitting with Sarah and Alesha. <<if $fullness > 2>>Still feeling full from your meal, you just immediately head over to where they're sitting.<<else>>Before heading to the table you walk over to the buffet line to get some food, putting a couple of the sandwiches they have out on a plate. Then, you make your way over to where they're all sitting.<</if>> Emma immediately notices you approaching the table. "Heya $name!" she says, waving you over. <<if $fullness > 2>>She glances down at your gut. "You sure you need dinner?" "Ha! I wasn't planning on eating, just came to see who was around," you say with a grin. <<if $ateNicole>>"A sophomore I ran into earlier already helped take care of my appetite.~" "Woah, really?<<if $analAteOlivia>> //Another// one?<</if>>" Emma says. You nod, and she grins<<if ($emmaRel < 1) or ($totalPrey > 3)>>, though there's a hint of concern in her face<</if>>. "Wow, that's crazy that you're that good already!"<<else>> "Well great, come join us!" Emma replies.<</if>> You head over and take an open seat next to her, your still-bloated belly sloshing a little as you get into a comfortable position. "How have you been?" you ask. <<else>> "Come on over and join us!" "Hey Emma<<if $emmaRel > 0>>!<<else>>,<</if>>" you say, heading over and taking an open seat next to her. "How have you been?"<</if>> "I'm great! I've been busy getting the word out about the party," she says. "Ugh, what're you doing here?" Sarah says, giving you a dirty look and crossing her arms. "Huh?" Emma says, glancing between the two of you. "This is my roommate $name... have you met already?" "Yeah, your roommate sucks," Alesha huffs. "She totally ruined the first day for us." <<if $lockerChandra is "none">>"Seriously<<if $day3LunchAlone>>, this again<</if>>?" you say, glaring at them. You turn to Emma. "They tried to eat me during the orientation tour, and apparently I'm the bad guy for surviving." "Well you totally killed the mood!" Sarah says. "And you hurt Sare and never even apologized for it," Alesha says, joining Sarah in crossing her arms. "That... wait, are you two serious?" Emma says, squinting at them. "What would //you// do if someone tried to eat one of you?" "Well..! I would try to escape, obviously, or punch them if they ate Ali..." Sarah says. She pouts, looking a little conflicted. "Yeah, but..." Alesha says. She sighs. "I get your point, but<<if $eatenByAlesha or ($freshCoupleRel < -2)>>--" "Also, they already tried to eat me a second time over this," you say, staring them down. This time they both look a little embarrassed about it. "Well, it was movie night--or movie afternoon I guess--and we needed snacks, and we were still mad at you when we saw you in the hall..." Sarah mumbles. "That's... sorry $name, I had no idea," Emma says with a sigh. "I can't believe you two are holding a grudge over something like that. Yeah, it probably hurt having to throw her up, but you //tried to digest her//! You started it, I think you owe her an apology." "Fiiiine... I guess you're right..." Sarah says, still pouting. "Sorry $name, I'll try not to eat you again..." "Yeah, sorry, I guess we got carried away..." Alesha says. "I guess I can forget about it for now," you say with a sigh.<<else>> she did still hurt Sarah, even if it was self defense I can't help being mad about that." "But you tried to //digest// her!" Emma says. She sighs. "Can you at least forget about it for now, even if you aren't going to apologize?" "Fiiine..." Sarah says with an exaggerated sigh. "My tummy won't forgive you though." "I guess..." Alesha says. "Sure," you say with a shrug.<</if>> "Great! I bet if we just put things aside and chat you'll find that you actually get along great!" Emma says with a smile.\ <<else>>"Wait, what?" you say. "Just because I didn't join you to make out on the bench?" "No, it's cause you tried to eat that other girl and she got away," Alesha says. "Yeah, she ran past all slimy and gross and then the whole room started smelling like vomit, you totally killed the mood," Sarah huffs. "...That's it?" Emma says. "I mean, $name you probably shouldn't have tried to eat whoever that was if it was the very first day, but guys that's... a really dumb thing to hold a grudge over." "But you don't get it, it was such a great moment up until then!" Alesha says. "You had to be there." "Yeah, that was the only chance we'll ever get to fuck during college orientation!" Sarah says. Emma blushes and looks bewildered. "And you invited $name to join you??" "Uh, we were really excited that day..." Alesha says, blushing. "Yeah and I was gonna... um, alright, maybe you have a point," Sarah says, looking sheepish. "I guess we're being kinda silly, let's talk about something else."<</if>> With your bad blood at least somewhat resolved, the four of you start chatting more naturally. At first Sarah and Alesha still seem to be pretty cold with you, but after a while the conversation picks up and they finally seem to have actually let things go<<if $freshCoupleRel < -1>>, at least for now<</if>>. It's an enjoyable time, even if how relentlessly attached the two of them are can get a bit grating. Eventually, everyone has finished their food and things start to wind down. "Oh!" Sarah says, suddenly jumping up from her seat with a grin after checking her phone. "Me and Ali have gotta get going, sorry guys! Hehe, Kris just let me know she won't be back at the dorm until really late tonight.~" "Oooh...~" Alesha says, giving Sarah a sly look. "Yeah, I guess it is getting a little late. See you at the party!" "See ya!" Emma says, waving as the two of them walk off.<<if $freshCoupleRel < -2>> <<Couple 2>><<else>> <<Couple 1>><</if>><<if $emmaRel < 2>> <<Emma 1>><</if>> "Well, we should probably get going too, huh?" Emma says, getting up from the table and stretching her arms a little.<<if $emmaRel > 4>> "Oh, are we following their lead?" you say with a smirk. Emma blushes. "N-No, that's not what I meant!" she says with a nervous laugh.<</if>> <<if ($lockerChandra != "none") and ($fullness < 2)>>[[Head back to your dorm->September 5th- Chandra Encounter]]<<else>>[[Head back to your dorm->September 5th- Night]]<</if>><<set $metSarah to true>><<set $metAlesha to true>>

<<set _rude to false>><<set $day5DinnerCrew to true>>You decide that you want to catch up with Emma<<if $freshCoupleRel > 1>>, Sarah, and Alesha<<elseif $metSarah>>, also interested in seeing Sarah and Alesha again<<else>>, also curious to meet whoever she's talking to<</if>>. <<if $fullness > 2>>Still feeling full from your meal, you just immediately head over to where they're sitting.<<else>>Before heading to the table you walk over to the buffet line to get some food, putting a couple of the sandwiches they have out on a plate. Then, you make your way over to where they're all sitting.<</if>> Emma immediately notices you approaching the table. "Heya $name!" she says, waving you over. <<if $fullness > 2>>She glances down at your gut. "You sure you need dinner?" "Ha! I wasn't planning on eating, just came to see who was around," you say with a grin. <<if $ateNicole>>"A sophomore I ran into earlier already helped take care of my appetite.~" "Woah, really?<<if $analAteOlivia>> //Another// one?<</if>>" Emma says. You nod, and she grins<<if ($emmaRel < 1) or ($totalPrey > 3)>>, though there's a hint of concern in her face<</if>>. "Wow, that's crazy that you're that good already!"<<else>> "Well great, come join us!" Emma replies.<</if>> You head over and take an open seat next to her, your still-bloated belly sloshing a little as you get into a comfortable position. "How have you been?" you ask.<<else>> "Come on over and join us!" "Hey Emma<<if $emmaRel > 0>>!<<else>>,<</if>>" you say, heading over and taking an open seat next to her. "How have you been?"<</if>> "I'm great! I've been busy getting the word out about the party," she says. "Speaking of: This is Sarah, and that's Alesha! Not sure if you guys have met." <<if $metSarah>>"Oh yeah we totally know $name! <<if $tourLocker or $cookoutJuniper>>We met the very first day<<else>>We're all in the same club<</if>>," Sarah says, waving to you. "Hey again!" "Yeah, hey $name!" Alesha chimes in. <<if $freshCoupleRel > 1>>"How have you been?"<</if>> <<if $freshCoupleRel > 1>><<if $fullness > 2>>"Oh I definitely can't complain," you laugh, patting your gut to draw attention to it again.<<elseif ($anatomyDemonstration > 1) or $eatenBySunnyRescue or $unbirthedByJanet>>"It's been kind of a weird day honestly, but overall I'm doing good!" you reply.<<else>>"I'm doing great!" you reply with a smile.<</if>> "What about you two?" "Great! Ah, we took a romantic walk through the garden by the gate after club last night, it was great..." Sarah replies, staring dreamily at Alesha. Alesha gives her a quick kiss on the cheek before commenting. "Yeah, we'd forgotten it was even there until we saw some girl leaving it, it's super pretty!" "Not as pretty as you," Sarah giggles, giving her a hug. "You've gotta get new material Sare, you say that line all the time," Alesha says, also giggling. She returns Sarah's hug and gives the top of her head a kiss.<<else>>"Yeah we've met, hey again," you say, waving to the couple.<</if>> "Oh this is great then!" Emma says with a smile. "So, I was just telling these two about the party on Saturday."\ <<else>>\ "I don't think so," you say, looking over the two girls. One is a short, pale blonde wearing glasses, the other is a tall black girl. "Hey, I'm $name, Emma's roommate!" <<if $fat > 49>>"Wow, you're fat!" the blonde girl, who Emma identified as Sarah, says. Her hair is tied back in a messy bun and her green shirt has a distractingly low cut. "Sare, babe, you can't just start out with that," the other girl, Alesha, says with a laugh, giving Sarah a playful nudge. Her hair is done up in long braids, and unlike her partner is pretty flat chested. "Sorry about that, it's nice to meet you!" "Haha I guess you're right, sorry babe," Sarah says, giving Alesha a poke. "And sorry you! Sometimes I just say what's on my mind, hehe." "It's fine, I have been kind of packing on the pounds since coming here..." you say<<if $fullness > 2>>, patting your gut with a grin to make clear why<<else>> with a nervous laugh<</if>>.\ <<else>>\ "Hiiiii!" the blonde girl, who Emma identified as Sarah, says with a grin. Her hair is tied back in a messy bun and her green shirt has a distractingly low cut. "You know, you're pretty cute!<<if $fat > 19>> Kinda chubby, but you're <<if $fat > 34>>mostly <</if>>pulling it off.<</if>>" she giggles. "Aaah, right!? I was totally thinking the same thing," the other girl, Alesha, replies. Her hair is done up in long braids, and unlike her partner is pretty flat chested. "Uh, thanks<<if $fat > 19>>, I think<</if>>," you say. "You know you two would make a cute couple..." Alesha says, glancing between you and Emma. Sarah gasps and latches onto her arm. "Babe, I was just thinking that! We're so in sync!" Sarah giggles.\ <</if>> "Um, anyways," Emma says<<if $fat > 49>>, clearing her throat<<else>> hastily<</if>>. "I was just telling these two about the party on Saturday!"\ <</if>> "Yeah, we're so going!" Sarah says, jumping forward in her seat. "A big party sounds amazing right about now!" "Yeah, I can't wait! It'll be great to let loose and just have fun," Alesha says. "Oh come on Ali, you know we're just gonna be drunkenly making out on a couch somewhere the whole time," Sarah giggles. "Yeah, that's the fun I was talking about~" Alesha giggles back, putting an arm around Sarah's shoulders. Sarah turns and gives her a quick kiss. "Aw, babe..!" she says. "You're the sweetest.~" You get the feeling that they're going to keep going like this if you don't step in and get a conversation going. \<<set $counter to 0>> \ \<<linkreplace "Ask how the two of them met ">><<set $counter += 1>>\ <<append "#text">><<set $freshCoupleInfo1 to 2>> "So I'm curious: How did the two of you first meet?" you ask them. "Oh good question!" Emma chimes in. "You guys seem like an amazing couple, I bet there's a good story there." "Hehe, well we--oh, well, Ali you want to tell it?" Sarah says, grinning. "Well I can if you want me too, but I know you love doing it," Alesha says. "Why don't you go?" "Yeah you're right, thanks babe! Alright so it wa--mmm, no, no I did it last time, you go Ali," Sarah giggles, giving Alesha a side hug. Alesha laughs and shakes her head. "You're impossible sometimes babe... Okay, so it was just a couple months into our freshman year of highschool," she says. "Woah, you guys have been together that long? That's awesome!" Emma says. "Yeah!" Sarah beams, hugging Alesha a little tighter. "Sometimes you find the perfect girl right away.~" Alesha looks down at Sarah and briefly returns the hug before resuming her story. "So it was early in freshman year, and I'd had a really awful day. Like, right from when I'd woken up, absolutely nothing had gone right. I just wanted to go home and scream into my pillow, but of course right as I was getting on the bus I realized I forgot something I needed and had to hurry back to my locker. Naturally, I didn't get back in time..." "Oh, oh, we're getting to my favorite part!" Sarah giggles. Alesha giggles back and gives her a little nudge. "So I called my dad to come pick me up, and went to wait for him at this bench near the parking lot, dragging my feet the whole way... I was so annoyed that I didn't even notice there was already someone there until I was about to sit. And it was this beautiful, breathtaking, blue-eyed blonde girl, her hair looking like it was glowing with the way it caught the light." She pauses to give Sarah a hug. "She was sitting there slouched over and propping up her head with her hands, looking just as grumpy as me. I probably would have been too nervous to talk to her any other day, but after the day I'd had I just plopped down next to her and asked how she was." "And I just answered 'sucky'," Sarah giggles, putting on a grumpy sounding voice when imitating her past self. "Yep! Then I laughed and said I was feeling the same, and as we got to chatting I found out she'd had just as awful of a day as me. So we vented to each other about everything that had gone wrong, then made jokes about it, and by the time my dad showed up to get me I was already in love.~" Sarah squeezes her tight, then pulls her into a kiss. "Oh my gosh, that's so sweet!" Emma says. "It's like something out of a romance novel, you must be made for each other!" "You've got that right~" Sarah says, staying latched onto Alesha's side. <</append>><<replace "#continue">><<include "Sarah and Alesha Dinner End">><</replace>><<replace "#choices">><</replace>><</linkreplace>>\ \<<linkreplace "Ask what their favorite color is ">><<set $counter += 1>>\ <<append "#text">><<set $sarahInfo1 to 1>><<set $aleshaInfo2 to 1>> "So, uh, what are your favorite colors?" you ask, saying the first thing that comes to mind to get people talking. "Mine's $fcolor." "<<if $fcolor.toUpperCase() is "GREEN">>Oh sweet, you and Sarah will definitely get along! Green is her favorite too,<<else>>Well, Sarah's is definitely green,<</if>>" Alesha says with a smirk. "Yep! And Ali is my favorite green," Sarah giggles. "My last name is Green," Alesha explains. "Which is just another sign that we were made for each other," Sarah says with a contented sigh. "Ali's favorite is orange<<if $fcolor.toUpperCase() is "ORANGE">> too, $name! It reminds her of<<else>>, like<</if>> the sunset." "You know me so well babe.~" "Aw, your favorite colors even go really well together!" Emma says. "Orange is a good one, but..." "But?" Alesha says. "Come on Em, spill!" Sarah giggles. "It's blue! Blue is absolutely, 100% my favorite!" Emma says with a big grin. "In fact, I think it's gotta be the best color, period!<<if $fcolor.toUpperCase() is "BLUE">> Glad $name is with me on that.<</if>>" "Oh yeah, they why did you dye your hair //orange//?" Alesha teases. "Because it //compliments// blue! And most of my wardrobe is blue since it's the best color, so now I always match!" Emma replies proudly. "I've thought about trying out a blue streak or something someday though!" "Aaah, you should totally go for it!" Sarah says. "I bet it would look great on you! Not that the gradient you've got now isn't super cute too!" "Aw, thank you!" Emma replies. <</append>><<replace "#continue">><<include "Sarah and Alesha Dinner End">><</replace>><<replace "#choices">><</replace>><</linkreplace>>\ \<<linkreplace "Tell Sarah and Alesha that they're annoying ">><<set $counter += 1>>\ <<append "#text">> "God, you two are really annoying, you know that?" you grumble. "We get it, you're in love, you don't have to act all lovey-dovey every minute of the day." "$name! Don't be rude," Emma says, looking surprised as she glances over at you. "Yeah, don't talk to Ali that way!" Sarah pouts. "You're just jealous that you don't have someone like her for yourself." "Yeah, and don't you dare insult Sarah!" Alesha chimes in, glaring at you as she pulls her girlfriend into a hug. "She's just too perfect, I can't help it if I gush about her sometimes!" "Aw, babe~" Sarah says, squeezing Alesha back even tighter. "See what I mean? They're doing it right now!" you say to Emma. "If us being in love bothers you so much, we'll go somewhere else," Sarah huffs, crossing her arms. "Yeah, we don't need to take this! C'mon babe," Alesha says, standing up from the table. Sarah quickly follows her lead. "We'll see you at the party, Emma." <<Couple -1>> <</append>><<set _rude to true>><<replace "#continue">><<include "Sarah and Alesha Dinner End">><</replace>><<replace "#choices">><</replace>><</linkreplace>>\ \

<<set $day5DinnerMallory to true>><<set _leahInsult to false>><<if $malloryRel < 0>>You decide you want to catch up with Leah, even if it means sitting with Mallory<<elseif !$metLeah>>You decide to sit with Mallory, interested in catching up with her and finding out who the girl with her is<<else>>You decide you want to sit with Leah and Mallory<</if>>. <<if $fullness > 2>>Still feeling full from your meal, you just immediately head over to where the two girls are sitting.<<else>>Before heading to the table you walk over to the buffet line to get some food, putting a couple of the sandwiches they have out on a plate. Then, you make your way over to where the two girls are sitting.<</if>> <<if ($anatomyDemonstration is 0) and ($malloryRel > 0)>>\ <<set $malloryAttention3 += 1>><<set $malloryPrey.push({name: "Bailey", status: "fodder", details: "or at least you're pretty confident that's who she ate"})>>As you approach, you immediately notice that Mallory is in a different outfit than earlier, much more casual than you're used to seeing her. She's wearing a loose white blouse and a mauve cardigan. You also notice that she only has a drink rather than any food, and, connecting the dots, a glance lower confirms the likely reason for both things. She's sporting a small gut, clearly having been digesting whoever her prey was for quite some time but still large enough to be noticeable. "Hello $name! Good to see you again," Mallory says with a smile, waving you over. "Hey<<if $malloryRel > 1>> Mal<</if>>!" you say, smirking as you look her over again, being fairly obvious about it. "So, uh, what happened with that girl earlier... Bailey I think it was?" you ask, pretty sure you already know the answer. "Oh her? Poor thing really did have me mistaken for someone else, Mallory isn't all that common of a name so it's quite a strange coincidence," Mallory says, smiling. You notice her subtly rub her belly. "It's alright though, she wound up helping me take care of some important business so it was far from wasted time." "Well, that's good<<if !$eatenBySunnyRescue and !$unbirthedByJanet and !$day5SamHangout>>, I was a little worried things went poorly when you weren't in class<</if>>," you reply as you take a seat at the table.<<if $fullness > 2>> "I see you've been busy as well," she says, glancing down at your much larger gut. "Oh yeah, I already ate, just came to see who was around," you say with a grin. <<if $ateNicole>>"I ran into a sophomore who thought I couldn't handle her just a little while ago," you boast. "Oh really? Impressive, I haven't heard of many in our class eating above our grade yet," Mallory replies, bringing a hand to her chin and studying you for a moment. "Good work, I'm sure it was satisfying." "Oh absolutely~" you reply, giving the soft remains of Nicole in your gut a little squeeze.<<set $malloryAttention1 to true>><<else>> "Well I'm glad you did darling, we can catch up properly now!" Mallory says with a smile.<</if>>\ <<else>> "Yes, and now we'll be able to catch up properly so it all worked out in the end," Mallory says with a smile.<</if>>\ <<else>>\ <<set $malloryPrey.push({name: "An unknown student", status: "?", details: "or at least you're assuming so based on the gut you saw her with"})>>As you approach, you notice that Mallory is wearing a much more casual outfit than you've seen her in before, just a white blouse and a dull purple cardigan. Taking a closer look, you spot the likely reason for her looser clothing: her belly is bulging out. Clearly a few hours into digesting whoever she ate at least, but still large enough to be noticeable. She seems to notice you looking and <<if $malloryRel < 0>>gives you an unsettling look<<else>>smirks<</if>> as you come up to join them, gently rubbing her gut with one hand for a moment. <<if $anatomyDemonstration > 1>>"Hello $name<<if $malloryRel < 0>>.<<else>>!<</if>> You're quite an adventurous girl, aren't you?" she says as you take a seat at the table. "Huh?" you say, raising an eyebrow at her. Then, it hits you that Mallory is in your Anatomy and Physiology class and you blush, realizing what she's referring to. "Oh, uh, yeah... I'd rather not talk about that..." "Oh fair enough darling, I suppose I won't pry!" she says with a soft chuckle. "It made for an interesting class, at least."<<elseif $malloryRel < 0>>"Hello $name, I trust you've been keeping well?" she says in a pretty dry tone.<<if $fullness > 2>> She eyes your gut for a moment. "It certainly looks like it."<</if>> "Uh, yeah, hey," you reply as you take a seat at the table. "Just thought I'd come sit with you two, hope that's okay." "Of course," Mallory says, her voice still flat.<<else>>"Hello there $name! Good to see you again," she says. "How are you?<<if $fullness > 2>>" She glances down at your much larger gut. "You certainly look like you've been enjoying yourself.<</if>>" <<if $fullness > 2>>"Hey! Yeah, I already ate, just came to see who was around," you say with a grin. <<if $ateNicole>>"I ran into a sophomore who thought I couldn't handle her just a little while ago," you boast. "Oh really? Impressive, I haven't heard of many in our class eating above our grade yet," Mallory replies, bringing a hand to her chin and studying you for a moment. "Good work, I'm sure it was satisfying." "Oh absolutely~" you reply, giving the soft remains of Nicole in your gut a little squeeze.<<set $malloryAttention1 to true>><<else>> "Well I'm glad you did darling! Now we have a chance to get to know each other a little better," Mallory says with a smile.<</if>><<else>>"Hey<<if $malloryRel > 1>> Mal<</if>>! I'm doing well," you say as you take a seat at the table. "What about you?" "Oh I can't complain," Mallory replies, subtly rubbing her belly again.<</if>><</if>>\ <</if>> <<if !$metLeah>>The other girl hasn't said anything yet, and you don't even think she's looked your way. Now that you're closer you get a better look at her. She's definitely a little chubby, though the baggy sweatshirt she's wearing makes it hard to tell to what extent. Her auburn hair is very messy, and you notice that she has some acne dotting her face. She seems pretty nervous and keeps glancing over at Mallory. "I don't think we've met before, I'm $name!" you say, giving her a wave. "O-Oh, hi!" the girl says after a brief pause, not seeming to realize you were talking to her at first. "Um, hey, I'm Leah." "This is my roommate, $name, glad you two will finally get to know each other!" Mallory says. She catches Leah glancing her way again and seems to give her a knowing smirk. "She's a little shy so don't be insulted if she stays quiet." "Oh of course, no worries," you say, giving Leah a friendly nod.<<else>>Leah seems to be pretty distracted at the moment, not even seeming to notice that you're at the table at first. She looks flustered, and keeps glancing over at Mallory. Mallory, in turn, clearly notices this and gives her a knowing smirk. <<if $leahRel < 2>>"Hey Leah! You okay?" you say. She still doesn't respond immediately, but after a silent pause realizes you were talking to her. "Oh! Oh, um, hey $name," she says, blushing. "Yeah, sorry, I was, uh, thinking about something... sorry..." "You're fine!" you chuckle. "I space out sometimes too, no worries."<<else>>"Oh hey $name!" she finally says, giving you a smile. She still looks nervous. "S-Sorry that took so long, I was, um, thinking about something..." "Hey, no worries!" you say, giving her a big smile. "I zone out sometimes too, you're fine, it's nothing to apologize for." "R-Right, thanks..." she says, giving a nervous laugh.<<if $fullness > 2>> Then she seems to notice your gut for the first time and quickly looks down at her food, seeming even more flustered than before.<</if>><</if>><</if>> "Oh while I'm thinking of it $name, did we go over anything important in Survival? I was so preoccupied with something earlier that I accidentally skipped it right over," Mallory says with a little laugh. <<if $eatenBySunnyRescue or ($anatomyDemonstration > 1) or $day5SamHangout>>"I actually missed today's class too," you chuckle. You shrug. "I guess we're both out of luck." "That's a shame, but I suppose it can't be helped," she replies, giving a disappointed nod. "I'm sure Emma was more responsible than us, I can ask her later."<<else>>"Not really, it was all pretty common sense stuff like 'don't let yourself end up alone with someone suspicious'," you reply. "You didn't really miss out on anything by skipping today." "Ah, well that's a relief, thank you<<if $malloryRel > 0>>!<<else>>.<</if>>" she says with a nod.<</if>> There's a pause in the conversation as Mallory takes a long drink from her glass. <<if !$metLeah>>And true to what Mallory said about her being shy, Leah doesn't seem like she's going to be speaking up on her own anytime soon.<<else>>Leah seems even more distracted than usual, still occasionally stealing glances over at Mallory, so she naturally doesn't seem intent on speaking up anytime soon.<</if>> Remembering from breakfast the other day that <<if $malloryRel < 0>>Mallory likes to completely dominate the conversation<<else>>Mallory seemed to have an endless string of questions when she was leading the conversation<</if>>, you take the opportunity to get a word in yourself while you have the chance. \<<set $counter to 0>> \ \<<linkreplace "Talk about clubs ">><<set $counter += 1>>\ <<append "#text">> <<if $club is "dungeon">>\ "You know, me and Leah had a blast in Tabletop yesterday! I can't wait for the next session," you say, giving Leah a smile. She smiles back and seems to perk up a little. "Yeah, Morgan is a really great DM!" she says. "It was even better than I was expecting." "Oh yes, I heard all about it this morning when I asked Leah what all the notes she'd been scribbling were for," Mallory says with a little laugh. "I'm glad it //*urp*//--oh my, pardon me!" She chuckles again and covers her mouth for a moment, her other hand patting her belly. Leah quickly seems to become flustered again. "I'm glad it went so well, is what I was trying to say." "How did your club go?" you ask. "<<if $malloryInfo1 > 0>>I'm not even sure what would go on in the student council.<<else>>I don't know if I even know which one you joined.<</if>>"\ <<else>>\ "How did the first club meeting go for you guys?" you ask. "<<if $club is "swim">><<if $joanSwim1Bully>>Swimming was, uh, interesting, but overall good I guess<<elseif $swim1Passed>>Swimming was great, I <<if $captainFavor > 0>>aced<<else>>nailed<</if>> the little tryout we had to do<<else>>Swimming was a little rough, but I'm sure later weeks will be better.<</if>><<else>>Cooking club was definitely interesting for me, I think it's gonna be a fun thing to do every week.<</if>>" There's a brief silence where Mallory glances over at Leah, then gives her a little nudge. "Oh, Tabletop was pretty good," Leah quickly answers. "I had fun."<<set $leahInfo2 to 1>> "What about you <<if $malloryRel > 1>>Mal<<else>>Mallory<</if>>?" you say. "<<if $malloryInfo1 > 0>>I'm not even sure what would go on in the student council.<<else>>I don't know if I even know which one you joined.<</if>>"\ <</if>> "Well, I can tell you the student council here is in a sorry state," Mallory laughs. "Joining it as a club isn't supposed to give you any real position, just show an interest in being involved in student government and have you act as an aide of sorts, but there were so few members that some of the executive seats had to be temporarily filled by default by the few upperclassmen there. Whoever the current VP is didn't even show up, and although Kim is very nice, she's clearly only president because she feels obligated rather than actually wanting the position. Goodness it's a mess!" "So, what do they actually do on campus?" you ask. "Not much, that's the problem!" Mallory laughs. "I was told that it was really more of a 'party planning committee' and that seems to be true. Other than introductions to how the council operates, the only thing we discussed was about what they'd be doing for Halloween this year." She sighs, then gets a grin. "But, not to worry! They //do// have real elections for the significant positions, and there's no seniority requirement to be president, you just need to run and get the votes. So by next semester I'll have the reins and I can get to work turning things around!" "Wow, you want to be student body president as a //freshman//?" you say. "Even if it's not something taken all that seriously here, that's ambitious." "I'm an ambitious girl, $name," Mallory says<<if $malloryRel < 0>>, giving you an uncomfortably serious look<<else>> with a smirk<</if>>.<<set $malloryInfo1 to 2>> <</append>><<if $counter is 2>><<replace "#continue">><<include "Mallory and Leah End">><</replace>><<replace "#choices">><</replace>><</if>><</linkreplace>>\ \<<linkreplace "Talk about Emma's party ">><<set $counter += 1>>\ <<append "#text">><<set $week1PartyMalloryInvited to true>> "Oh by the way, Emma, my roommate, is planning on throwing a big party this weekend!" you say. "The plan is for it to be specifically for freshman, so you're both invited if you want to come." "Oh my yes! I've already heard all about it from Emma," Mallory replies. "It's a wonderful idea, of course I'll be there. I've already got all the details, no need to fill me in on anything!" "Um, wouldn't throwing a party here be like, really dangerous?" Leah chimes in. "Well, Emma's doing everything she can to try and make it safe from upperclassmen at least, I don't know //all// the details but a lot of planning has gone into it," you say. "I'm sure it'll be fine, at least not much worse than just walking the halls already it." "Yes, yes, it's very admirable how dedicated that girl is to raising everyone's spirits after a rough first week! I can't wait to see how it turns out," Mallory says. She looks over at Leah and smirks. "And I'll do my best to get this one to come out of her shell for it too, but no promises." Leah looks down at her food sheepishly, taking a bite without saying anything. <</append>><<if $counter is 2>><<replace "#continue">><<include "Mallory and Leah End">><</replace>><<replace "#choices">><</replace>><</if>><</linkreplace>>\ \<<linkreplace "Poke fun at Leah's acne ">><<set $counter += 1>>\ <<append "#text">> <<set _leahInsult to true>><<set $karma -= 1>><<if $leahRel < 2>>"So Leah, what's going on with your face?" you ask.<<else>>"So Leah, sorry to be blunt, but it's been distracting me. What's up with all the bumps?" you say, gesturing to your face to make it clear what you're talking about.<</if>> "You going through late puberty or something? I haven't seen acne like that since early high school." "H-Huh? I... um..." Leah says, her face going bright red. She sinks back into her hoodie a little. "I don't know, I try to wash my face a lot, but I've always had problems with that. I, uh... I try my best, I'm sorry..." <<if $leahRel > 1>>"O-Oh, sorry, I was just curious," you say, realizing you seem to have hit a sore point. Though in hindsight, you're not sure what reaction you were expecting other than that.<<else>>"I'm pretty sure they make stuff to help get rid of it if you don't want a constellation on your face anymore," you say, smirking a little. Leah seems to shrink back even further.<</if>> "$name!" Mallory says, giving you a stern look. "There's no reason to be so rude<<if $malloryRel > 0>>, I'm surprised to hear something so thoughtless from you<</if>>. It would have been a mean thing to call attention to regardless, but Leah's acne isn't even that serious, everyone gets a couple red spots every now and then." <<if $leahRel > 1>>"Yeah, you're right, I kinda just spoke without thinking..." you reply sheepishly.<<else>>"Uh, sorry I guess," you say with a shrug.<</if>> Mallory shakes her head, then turns to Leah and rests a hand on her back. "It's really not that bad darling. I can help you with makeup to cover it up if it bothers you that much." "Th-Thanks..." Leah mumbles. <<if $counter > 1>>Mallory quickly changes the subject to take her mind off of it<<else>>You quickly change the subject before the awkward mood completely takes hold<</if>>. <</append>><<if $counter is 2>><<replace "#continue">><<include "Mallory and Leah End">><</replace>><<replace "#choices">><</replace>><</if>><</linkreplace>>\ <<if $malloryInquiry1 > 0>> \<<linkreplace "Ask where the two of them are from ">><<set $counter += 1>>\ <<append "#text">> You think back to the conversation about Mallory that you had with Kayla yesterday, remembering she'd said that Mallory was really evasive when asked about where she grew up. <<if ($anatomyDemonstration is 0) and ($malloryRel > 0)>>The incident with Bailey earlier has only amplified your suspicion about that information. <</if>>You have to agree with Kayla that that's a strange thing to be dodgy about, so you decide to put her gossip to the test. "Hey, you know, I'm curious: where are you guys from?" you ask. A little to your surprise, you immediately notice Mallory's eyes narrow ever so slightly when the words leave your mouth. You try to focus your attention more on Leah to avoid suspicion. "Not having everyone you meet at school be from the same general area is new for me, I've heard some people travel really far to be here." "Well of course they do, Saint Miluina's is the world's premier school for vore, and one of the only at all for that matter," Mallory says, leaning forward and folding her hands as they rest on the table. "But that's some of the beauty of the college experience, right? Breaking out of your little local bubble and meeting all sorts of new people." "Yeah, definitely! That's why I'm curious," you reply. Leah looks like she's about to say something, but Mallory strikes back at your insistence to answer the question and cuts her off. "Well it's a little silly to care about that, isn't it? I mean here we are all mixing together to create our own new culture, but you still want to box people into their original locale?" she says, cocking her head. "That's... not really what I was going for, I just thought it would be neat to know where everyone grew up." "Oh, yes, I suppose I got too philosophical there, I do completely understand the interest," Mallory chuckles. "I mean, I've been making the rounds and it turns out there are some folks here that are even from outside of the country!" She proceeds to prattle on about several students she's heard of who come from interesting places, and transitions from that into an entirely different topic. It's frankly impressive how smoothly she steers things away from the initial question, but the fact still stands that at no point did she actually answer you, or even let Leah answer for that matter. You make a mental note that Kayla was definitely on point about her hiding that information. <<set $malloryInquiry1 to 2>><<set $malloryAttention3 += 1>> <</append>><<if $counter is 2>><<replace "#continue">><<include "Mallory and Leah End">><</replace>><<replace "#choices">><</replace>><</if>><</linkreplace>>\<</if>> \

<<set $day5DinnerIzumi to true>>Fascinated by the feast that's being prepared, you decide to head over to see what <<if $metIzumi>>Izumi<<else>>the girl<</if>> is up to. You survey all of the plates scattered around the table as you approach. It's a shocking amount of food: plates with sandwiches and wraps stacked into pyramids so tall they look like they're in danger of toppling, over a dozen dishes with mountains of various pasta spread around, and the most recent plates she set down stacked high with garlic bread, all spread in a semicircle around a single seat. You're starting to wonder if there's even food left up at the buffet line right now. Alongside all the food, she also has three glasses of water. <<if $metIzumi>>"Yes?" Izumi says, noticing you staring. Then she cocks her head slightly. "Oh, you're in cooking club, right? Do you need something?" "Yeah, hey! I'm just kind of curious about... all this," you say, gesturing to the packed tabletop. "I know you have a big appetite, but are you really going to eat all of this yourself?" "Of course!" she says with a smile. "Pasta night is my favorite, so many delicious things all served together." "But like... this much?" She giggles. "You may join me if you would like to see for yourself. Just don't eat any of my food." "Sure," you say, giving her a curious look as you sit down. "I guess I can hang around."<<else>>"Yes?" the girl says, noticing you staring. She speaks with a noticeable accent. She has long black hair tied back into a ponytail and brown eyes. Seeing the feast she's set out, you're even more intrigued by the fact that she's very petite, other than a pretty impressive bust. "Do you need something?" "Uh, sorry, I'm just kind of curious about... all this," you say, gesturing to the packed tabletop. "Are you like throwing a dinner party or something?" The girl smirks. "You must be new here, my name is Izumi. This is all for me," she says, pulling a plate of ziti in front of her and grabbing a fork. "Pasta night is my favorite." "Seriously?" you ask, glancing around at the food, then back at her petite frame. "You may join me if you would like," she says, nodding at the seat across from her. "To see for yourself. Just don't eat any of my food." "Uh-huh..." you say, giving her a curious look as you sit down. "I'm $name."<</if>> She doesn't respond, instead shoving a forkful of pasta into her face. She's barely chewed it at all before stuffing her mouth with another, already digging into the dish in front of her for another bite. A swallow sends a slight bulge down her throat as she clears her overfull mouth long before she could have properly dealt with it all, making room for another mouthful. You watch in amazement as she continues in this way until the entire plate has been cleared, constantly shoveling more food into her mouth without letting it stay empty for more than an instant. When only sauce and tiny scraps remain she takes a brief pause for the first time, to push the empty plate aside and take a swig of water. Then she places her hand on her stomach for a moment, belches, and drags another plate over with a smile on her face. "Wow you're, uh, you're completely serious about this," you say, a little stunned as she immediately starts tearing into the next plate with the same fervor. She doesn't acknowledge your comment at all, her eyes locked on the plate of food with a mix of bliss and determination. In just a couple minutes, another few pounds of pasta disappear down her throat, and once again she only takes the briefest break to stack the plate on top of the first, relieve some gas, chug some water, then moves on to her next dish. This time it's one of the plates of garlic bread. It barely takes her two bites to scarf down each piece as she tears through the plate, spending so little time on each that you start to wonder why she isn't just swallowing it whole. Unlike before she's starting to take swigs of water in between inhaling the slices of bread, perhaps too dry to comfortably eat at the rate she's going without it. Before long, the entire plate of bread vanishes into the ravenous girl. Then one of her sandwich pyramids suffers the same fate, followed by a plate of spaghetti. And she hasn't even downed half of what she has laid out yet. While she tears into yet another plate of pasta, your own stomach growls. In your awe at the binge you're watching, you'd forgotten that you did come here to eat something yourself. As Izumi stacks her sixth empty plate on the pile, she pushes her chair back from the table a little. Smiling, she stops to look down and pat her belly this time. It's extremely bloated from all the food she's packed away--if you hadn't been watching her eat you would have assumed she was halfway through digesting someone. You start to take the opportunity to get up and go get food for yourself, but you've barely started to stand when she nudges her emptied water glasses toward you. "Fill these," she says, pulling another plate in front of her while she makes her request. "//*urrrp*// Please." "Uh, sure," you say, getting up and taking the empty cups. You have just been awkwardly watching her eat, you suppose the least you could do is help her out a little. You head over to the front of the dining hall while she starts to shovel the next serving into her mouth. It's only after you make your way to the drink machine that you realize she didn't actually tell you what she wanted. Probably safe to just go with more water, but maybe she'd want something with more flavor this time. \ <<link "Get her water">><<replace "#choice">>\ You decide it makes the most sense to just get her what she had before and refill the cups with water. Then, you carefully return to the table to give them back before you go to get your own food. You notice she seems to have changed her approach in your absence, having three different plates near her that she's constantly switching between now. "Here you go," you say, leaning over to place them in the nearest open spot. "//Itadakimasu//," she says, looking at you instead of her food for the first time since you arrived. <<link "You're welcome?">> <<set _checkType to "prey">> <<set _baseline to 10>> <<set _modifier to 10>> <<include "voreCheck">> <<if _swallow>> <<goto "Dinner- Eaten By Izumi">> <<else>> <<set $stamina -= 10>> <<goto "Dinner- Izumi Fails">> <</if>> <</link>><</replace>><</link>> <<link "Get her soda">><<replace "#choice">><<set $predName to "soda">>\ With the variety of food she set out for herself, you decide she'd probably also appreciate mixing up her drink. So, you fill up the cups with a different flavor of soda each instead of the water she had before, then head back to the table. You notice she seems to have changed her approach in your absence, having three different plates near her that she's constantly switching between now. However, when she sees you she stops and gets a slight frown. "I only needed water..." she says. "Oh, uh, sorry, you didn't specify," you say nervously. "I can go--" "It's fine," she sighs, tapping an open spot on the table near her. "The bubbles get in the way but I will not waste it." "Right, my bad... Here you go," you say, leaning over to place them in the spot she indicated. "//Itadakimasu//," she says, still looking at you instead of her food, slight irritation on her face. <<link "You're welcome?">> <<set _checkType to "prey">> <<set _baseline to 10>> <<set _modifier to 10>> <<include "voreCheck">> <<if _swallow>> <<goto "Dinner- Eaten By Izumi">> <<else>> <<set $stamina -= 10>> <<goto "Dinner- Izumi Fails">> <</if>> <</link>><</replace>><</link>>

The three of you keep talking while you eat<<if $fullness > 2>>, or to be more accurate, Leah eats while you and Mallory talk<<else>>, though it's really more of just you and Mallory with Leah occasionally chiming in<</if>>. <<if _leahInsult>>You seem to have really hurt the mood with your comment about Leah, an uncomfortable tension hanging in the air and Leah not saying much else even after you move past the subject.<<else>>There's a bit of an awkward tension in the air for some reason, but it's still an enjoyable time.<</if>> Eventually, Mallory starts to get up. <<if $metKayla>>\ "Oh, by the way $name," she says, standing up but remaining leaned over the table. "Do you know Kayla? She's a girl in our class, I thought I saw you with her the other day." \ <<link "Yes">><<replace "#trap">><<if $lunchEmma>>You give her a confused look. "Uh, yes? You were with her when I met you, remember? We all had lunch together." Mallory smiles and gives a little nod. "Oh, of course! Silly me," she chuckles. "Sorry about that, I met so many new people that first day it all kind of blends together." She cocks her head a little. "We went to the same highschool you know! Has she mentioned anything about that?"<<else>>You raise an eyebrow, curious about the sudden question. "Yeah, we've met," you answer. "Why do you ask?" Mallory smiles and gives a little nod. "Just curious, she's an old friend of sorts! We went to the same highschool," she says. She cocks her head a little. "Has she mentioned anything about that?"<</if>> <<if $malloryInfo2 > 0>>\ You freeze for a moment, caught off guard by the question. Mallory's eyes narrow a little when you pause. After what Kayla mentioned yesterday, you're very on edge about Mallory seemingly probing to find out if she told you what she did this soon after. \ <<link "Tell Mallory what Kayla told you">><<replace "#snitch">>\ <<set $malloryAttention3 += 2>><<set $malloryAce += 1>>"Well, actually yes, she has," you say, squinting back at her. You get the feeling she already knew somehow, so may as well confront her instead of getting caught in a lie. "I heard back then you had a knack for making the popular girls disappear so that you could be the center of attention, or something to that effect anyways. That true?" <<if $malloryAttention1>><<set $malloryTargetKayla to 1>>\ "Oh my, did she really say something like that about me?" Mallory replies, looking hurt. "I can assure you I would never do something like that, I don't know where she came up with the idea. And here I thought she was someone trustworthy..." She sighs, then gives you an apologetic smile. "I must confess $name, the reason I brought this up in the first place was because she told me something similarly awful about you. That you're a ruthless glutton that eats anyone that even slightly gets on your nerves, no matter your relation. She said you'd told her you ate your own sister! But you seemed so <<if $malloryRel < 0>>harmless<<else>>nice<</if>> that I found it hard to believe, and I wanted to at least confirm your relation with Kayla that could have granted her that information. Now it seems like she's just spreading baseless rumors about everyone..." "Really? I never even had a sister..." you reply, giving her a slightly suspicious look. She sighs again, then smirks and tilts her head down a little, making direct eye contact. "Someone really ought to teach her a lesson about spreading that kind of filth." There's an uncomfortable pause, then she goes back to a more cheerful smile and leans back upright. "Well, at any rate, I really need to be going. I'm glad we got that cleared up! I'll be stopping back at the dorm first if you want to come back with me, Leah."\ <<else>><<set $malloryTargetKayla to 2>>\ Mallory immediately looks hurt and her shoulders sag a little. "Oh no, no, she's not spreading that around here, is she? I don't know how that rumor got started but people used to spread it around all the time in highschool, it was always baseless but so many of my classmates shunned me, or even tried to eat me, for it anyways. Anytime someone popular got eaten, it was my fault somehow, even if they'd //seen// that someone else ate them. I thought I'd finally gotten away..." She takes a deep breath, then looks you in the eye. "I can assure you that I would never do such a petty thing, $name. I hope you can trust me." "That... sounds rough," you say, still giving her a suspicious look. You're a little conflicted, feeling like you should trust Kayla, but at the same time Mallory's reaction to hearing the rumor seemed pretty genuine. Her eyes narrow. "I hadn't realized Kayla was such a gossip..." There's an uncomfortable pause, then she goes back to a more cheerful look and leans back upright. "Well, at any rate, I really need to be going. I'll be stopping back at the dorm first if you want to come back with me, Leah."\ <</if>>\ <</replace>><<toggleclass "#end" "hide">><</link>> <<link "Lie and say she hasn't said anything">><<replace "#snitch">>\ "Oh really? <<if $lunchEmma>>You know come to think of it, I do think you guys mentioned something about that the first day, but she's never brought it up again<<else>>No, she's never said anything about that! Neat that you both ended up here<</if>>," you reply, not wanting to throw Kayla under the bus. "Oh, well that's kind of a shame really! There are some great stories to tell from those days, we went to a very interesting school," Mallory says with a little laugh. "Like there was this one poor girl in my grade that got stuck with the nickname 'the human dumpster' because of her knack for trying to swallow anything people dared her to. But I'll have to get into that another time, I guess I can trust that I won't be repeating anything for you!" She smiles and leans back upright. "I've got places to be unfortunately so I really need to be going. I'll be stopping back at the dorm first if you want to come back with me, Leah."\ <</replace>><<toggleclass "#end" "hide">><</link>> \ <<else>>\ "Oh really? <<if $lunchEmma>>You know come to think of it, I do think you guys mentioned something about that the first day, but she's never brought it up again<<else>>No, she's never said anything about that! Neat that you both ended up here<</if>>," you reply. "Oh, well that's kind of a shame really! There are some great stories to tell from those days, we went to a very interesting school," Mallory says with a little laugh. "Like there was this one poor girl in my grade that got stuck with the nickname 'the human dumpster' because of her knack for trying to swallow anything people dared her to. But I'll have to get into that another time, I guess I can trust that I won't be repeating anything for you!" She smiles and leans back upright. "I've got places to be unfortunately so I really need to be going. I'll be stopping back at the dorm first if you want to come back with me, Leah."\ <<toggleclass "#end" "hide">><</if>><</replace>><</link>> <<link "No">><<replace "#trap">><<set $malloryAttention2 to true>>\ "Nope, don't think so," you lie. <<if $lunchEmma>>Bold, considering you first met them both at the same time, but if Mallory doesn't remember that you don't see why you need to keep her informed of your relationships.<</if>> "Really? I guess I was mistaken, forget I brought it up then," she replies with a smirk. Then she leans back upright. "Well, at any rate, I really need to be going. I'll be stopping back at the dorm first if you want to come back with me, Leah."\ <</replace>><<toggleclass "#end" "hide">><</link>>\ \ "Uh, yeah, sure," Leah says, quickly getting up as well. <<if ($leahRel > 0) and !_leahInsult>>"Bye $name."<</if>> <<if ($malloryRel < 2) and !_leahInsult>><<Mallory 1>> <<elseif ($malloryRel > 0) and _leahInsult>><<Mallory -1>> <</if>><<if _leahInsult>><<Leah -1>> <<elseif $leahRel < 2>><<Leah 1>> <</if>><<if ($leahRel > 1) and !_leahInsult>>\ As Leah gets up to leave, it occurs to you that despite spending the last hour or so together, you haven't actually really interacted much thanks to Mallory's more dominant presence. But, Mallory has somewhere to be and your evening is free. Maybe you could catch her before she leaves and do something else together. [[Ask Leah to keep hanging out->September 5th- Evening: Leah Chat]] [[Just head back to your dorm->September 5th- Night]] <<else>>\ As the two of them start to head back to their dorm, you get up from the table to follow suit. [[Head back to your dorm->September 5th- Night]] <</if>> <<else>>\ "Well, I really hate to run, but I'm afraid I've got somewhere I need to be soon," she says as she stands up. "I'll be stopping back at the dorm first if you want to come back with me, Leah." "Uh, yeah, sure," Leah says, quickly getting up as well. <<if ($leahRel > 0) and !_leahInsult>>"Bye $name."<</if>> <<if ($malloryRel < 2) and !_leahInsult>><<Mallory 1>> <<elseif ($malloryRel > 0) and _leahInsult>><<Mallory -1>> <</if>><<if _leahInsult>><<Leah -1>> <<elseif $leahRel < 2>><<Leah 1>> <</if>><<if ($leahRel > 1) and !_leahInsult>>\ As Leah gets up to leave, it occurs to you that despite spending the last hour or so together, you haven't actually really interacted much thanks to Mallory's more dominant presence. But, Mallory has somewhere to be and your evening is free. Maybe you could catch her before she leaves and do something else together. [[Ask Leah to keep hanging out->September 5th- Evening: Leah Chat]] [[Just head back to your dorm->September 5th- Night]] <<else>>\ As the two of them start to head back to their dorm, you get up from the table to follow suit. [[Head back to your dorm->September 5th- Night]] <</if>>\ <</if>><<set $metLeah to true>>

<<Time 18.5>><<set $day5LeahHangout to 1>>"Hey actually, Leah, do you want to keep hanging out?" you say before either of them have gotten very far, getting up from the table. "I've got the rest of the evening free." "Oh! Um, I--" "Don't let me keep you darling!" Mallory says with a smile. "You two have fun, I'll //*URP*//--pardon me!" She covers her mouth and gently pats her belly with her free hand. You notice her give Leah a little smirk before finishing her statement. "I'll see you back at the room later." She quickly turns and walks off before Leah has even technically agreed to your proposition. "Um, sure $name, what did you wanna do?" she says, shuffling in place a little. <<if $fullness > 1>>She glances down at your still-bloated belly and blushes, quickly looking away.<</if>> "I don't know yet!" you laugh. You smile at her. "Just wanted to spend some more time with you." "<<if $fullness > 1>>O-<</if>>Oh, well, thanks," she says with a nervous chuckle. She walks over to join you instead of standing on the opposite side of the table. "Soo..." "How about we just go for a little walk? The sun's pretty much set and the courtyard is really pretty at night," you say, nodding towards the exit. "Uh, sure," Leah replies. The two of you head outside, leaving the crowded bustle of the dining hall behind as you step out into the cool evening air. The sky has faded to dusk by this hour, barely more than moonlight shining down anymore. But a warm, pleasant glow from lamps along the path keep the campus illuminated as you stroll side by side towards the fountain. It's quiet out, a couple people making their way between buildings but none of them saying much. "I don't want to be rude, but I'm kind of glad <<if $malloryRel > 1>>Mal<<else>>Mallory<</if>> had something else to do," you say. "<<if $malloryRel > 0>>As nice as she is, she has kind of an overpowering presence<<else>>She really dominates whatever conversation she's in<</if>>, I don't feel like we actually got to catch up much at dinner." "Yeah, I think I know what you mean, she's really, um, distracting... especially..." Leah trails off, fidgeting with her hands a little. "Uh, but yeah, I know what you mean." "But now it's just you and me for a while!" you say with a smile. The two of you come to a stop as you reach the fountain. There's a ring of lights around the inside of each basin, making the water almost look like it's glowing. It's pretty, but the angel statue on top looks almost sinister when it's only lit from below. "This //is// really pretty..." Leah says, seeming a little entranced by the fountain for a moment. "I'm not usually outside this late." "Right? I love this kind of lighting," you say. <<if $leahAfterFirstClub > 0>>You look over at her and get a little smirk. "So how's the girl from last night treating you? Catherine I think her name was?" "Oh, um..." Leah says, blushing a little and crossing her arms. "...really good, I like falling asleep with a full stomach. And I don't think I gained too much weight from her. Thanks again..." "Anytime!" you say with a little laugh.<<if $ateApril>> "I had a great time with mine too."<</if>><<else>>"So how's your day been?" "Oh, alright I guess," she replies. "I didn't have to get up early for class, but the one I had was still boring. And it sounds like we're going to have to exercise in it at some point..." "Ah, a little exercise won't kill you," you chuckle. "Only one class though? What else did you get up to?" "Nothing much, just gaming in my room, until Mallory..." she trails off and fidgets a little, then clears her throat. "Um, until Mallory grabbed me for dinner."<</if>> <<if $emmaTrainForZoey > 0>>As the two of you talk, it suddenly occurs to you that tonight was when you and Emma had said you'd practice escaping with each other. You send her a quick text that something came up and you probably won't have time tonight--you imagine she'll be relieved. Then<<else>>As the two of you are talking,<</if>> you happen to notice a lone girl out of the corner of your eye. You'd seen her on the way over and thought she was heading to the dining hall, but she turns and heads into the garden area by the front gate instead. You're pretty sure she's a freshman, feeling like you've seen her in one of your classes before. This could be a good opportunity... \ [[Offer to help Leah get a more filling dinner->Leah Chat- Catch a Meal]] <<link "Ignore the girl and have a lighthearted chat with Leah">><<replace "#choice">>\ You let the girl carry on her way, more interested in just spending some time with Leah than dealing with catching a meal. Leah stays quiet, her focus locked onto the softly illuminated fountain. You let the silence hang for a little while as well, enjoying the moment, then finally try to get some kind of conversation going. "So..." you say. "...Would you rather fight one hundred duck sized horses, or one horse sized duck?" Leah gives you a blank stare. "...what?" "Have you never heard this before?" you laugh. Then you give her a very serious look. "I need to know your answer, this is extremely important." Leah snorts. "Okay, obviously the horse sized duck," she replies. "One hundred is //so many//, and it's not like ducks are //that// small, there's no way I could do that alone. The duck is the only realistic option." "Okay, okay, you do have a good point. One hundred is probably too many," you say. "Hmmm... okay, here I'll even make it more relevant to where we are! Would you rather..." you give her a sly look, "eat one ten foot tall person, or ten one foot tall people? Assuming you could fit either." "Oh!" Leah says, putting a hand on her chin and seeming to very seriously consider the question. "I think... Yeah, I would go for the ten one foot tall people," she finally answers, giving a little nod. She very subtly pats her belly. "That many people all squirming around would probably feel really nice, one giant person wouldn't be able to compare." She blushes a little at her own comment, then after a moment she looks over at you and gets very flustered. "Um, I, uh, I guess that's what I would do anyways..." "Interesting, you do make a very compelling argument!" you say with a grin<<if $fullness > 0>>, rubbing your mildly bloated belly for a moment<</if>>.\ <</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</link>> <<link "Ignore the girl and ask Leah about her thoughts on vore">><<replace "#choice">>\ You let the girl carry on her way, more interested in just spending some time with Leah than dealing with catching a meal. Leah stays quiet, her focus locked onto the softly illuminated fountain. You let the silence hang for a little while as well, enjoying the moment and studying the fountain yourself. Your gaze lingers on the stuffed angel statuette at the top. "Hey Leah, I'm curious: how do you feel about vore?" you ask. <<if $leahHangout and $ateAlex>>You've been curious about this for a while: she seemed really flustered back when you showed up at her dorm after eating Alex, and just now at dinner she seemed really nervous about Mallory's recent meal as well.<<elseif $leahPrey.length > 0>>She's been surprisingly skilled every time you've seen her eat someone, so you're very interested to know her thoughts.<<else>>How flustered she seemed with Mallory earlier makes you wonder if she has some sort of issue with it despite the school.<</if>> "Like, some people think you should only eat assholes that really have it coming, others think you're crazy for not taking every possible opportunity to chow down. Where are you at?" "Oh, um..." she says, fidgeting in place. "I mean, you can't just eat, uh, everyone. But also like, sometimes you're just hungry..." She seems very uncomfortable discussing the subject. <<if $leahRel > 2>>"But, I don't know, it just feels kinda... good..." She blushes. "S-Sorry, this should have been an easy question, I'm being weird..."<<set $leahInfo4 to 1>> "No, you're fine!" you say, giving her a reassuring smile. You hesitate for a moment, but with that response and what you've seen from her you feel like you've put the pieces together now. "So, no judgement at all here, but you... //really// like vore, don't you Leah?" She bites her lip and looks away from you, crossing her arms tight. "I, um... y-yes. I'm sorry, it's like super weird, I know...." "Hey, you're fine! I'm the one that should apologize for prying, but thanks for being open with me," you say, smiling at her. She looks back over at you, red with embarrassment. "And damn, if that's the case, what a power move coming here. You know what you're about and you're not afraid to go for it, that's awesome." "Y-Yeah..." Leah says with a nervous laugh.<<if $ateAlex and $leahHangout>> "Your reaction to me being stuffed when we hung out the other night makes a lot more sense now," you chuckle. You give her a sly look. "We can do that again sometime you know.~" "O-Oh gosh, um," she whimpers, somehow blushing even more than before.<</if>> "Sorry, we can talk about something else now," you say with a little laugh. "Thank you..." she replies, breathing a sigh of relief.<<else>> "Hey, don't worry, I'm sorry for prying," you say, giving her a reassuring smile. Her being comfortable is more important than your curiosity. "We can talk about something else." "Thanks..." she mumbles, breathing a sigh of relief.<</if>>\ <</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</link>> The two of you keep talking for a while as you stand there watching the fountain. After a little while you both walk a slow lap around it while you chat, then settle on just sitting at one of the benches instead. The conversation is a little stunted at first, but Leah seems to gradually get more comfortable as time passes, and eventually you manage to strike on a topic that really gets her going. In all honesty, you've lost track of exactly what it is she's explaining to you, but you're enjoying how passionate she is and making sure to give her your full attention. "... but then it turns out that the great spirit they were worshiping was actually a giant robot that they were living inside of! Or at least... um, sorry, I've been talking for a while," Leah says with a nervous laugh. "You probably don't care about any of this..." "Hey, you're fine, I was enjoying listening," you reply with a smile. You shiver, the cold night air finally getting to you. "It is getting pretty late though." Leah yawns. "Yeah..." "Well, I guess it's probably time to call it a night then," you say, getting up from the bench and stretching out. "If you're ready." "Yeah," Leah repeats, getting up to join you. The two of you start walking back towards Karbo. "Um, thanks for inviting me $name, this was really nice." "Of course, I'm glad you came," you say.<<if $leahRel < 3>> <<Leah 1>><</if>> You make your way into Karbo, realizing just how cold you were now that you're back in a heated building. After making your way through the halls, you arrive at your door, and you and Leah start to part ways. But, as she's walking away, you have a thought. \ <<link "Invite Leah to Emma's party">><<replace "#invite">><<set $week1PartyLeahInvited to true>><<set $leahCare += 1>>"Oh hey Leah, before you go," you call out to her. <<if $week1PartyMalloryInvited>>"Are you interested in coming to that party I mentioned at dinner? Mallory kind of took over when I asked before. I'd love to have you there."<<else>>"My roommate is throwing a big party for all the freshmen this Saturday, she's doing everything she can to make it mostly safe. You're invited if you want to come! I'd love to have you there."<</if>> "Oh, um... thanks $name, but..." She fidgets a little. "I don't really do well at parties, I don't think I'll go." "That's totally fine!" you say. You give her a smile, but you're slightly disappointed to hear that. "I really appreciate that you thought to invite me though!" she says. "Of course!" you reply. "Have a good night!" [[Turn in for the night->September 5th- End of Day]]<</replace>><</link>> <<link "Don't">><<replace "#invite">>You think about inviting Leah <<if $week1PartyMalloryInvited>>specifically to the party since Mallory kind of took over when you asked earlier, but you don't want to seem insistent by asking her multiple time. You get the sense she probably doesn't want to go anyways.<<else>>to the party Saturday, but you realize she probably isn't the type to be interested in that sort of thing.<</if>> So, you say your farewell and head into your dorm. [[Turn in for the night->September 5th- End of Day]]<</replace>><</link>>

<<Time 18.75>><<set $day5LeahHangout to 2>><<set $leahPamper += 1>><<set $leahInfo5 to 1>><<set $leahInfo6 to 1>><<if $leahAfterFirstClub > 0>>"Speaking of anytime, actually," you say with a grin. You give Leah a nudge and nod towards the garden. "How would you like to have a full belly two nights in a row?" Leah looks over just in time to see the girl before she's out of sight. "Oh, um..." She seems a little panicked, but gives you a nod. "I mean, if you really want to..."<<else>>"Hey, I know you just ate dinner, but how would you feel about something more filling?" you say with a grin. You give Leah a nudge and nod towards the garden. "I just thought of something we could do together." "Huh?" Leah says. She looks over just in time to see the girl before she's out of sight. "O-Oh, um... I mean, if you really want to..."<</if>> You smirk. "Oh, well I mean I was offering to help //you// catch her<<if $fullness > 1>> since I'm still working through my last prey<</if>>, so if you aren't interested..." "No, no, let's do it!" Leah quickly blurts out. She blushes. "Um, I haven't seen the garden yet anyways..." <<if $ateGabby>>"I can tell you from experience it's a great place to sit and digest a meal," you chuckle, thinking back to your first day on campus.<<elseif $cookoutGabby>>"It's really pretty! But I haven't seen it at night, we can check it out together," you say.<<else>>"Me neither, we can check it out together!" you say with a smile.<</if>> "Let's go!" The two of you start to head over to the garden, tailing the girl you saw before. The hedges surrounding it are just barely tall enough that you can't see over them, so you cross your fingers that she's actually the only other person in there. Leah seems pretty nervous, but that's quickly overtaken by awe as the two of you pass through the entrance. "Woah..." Leah mutters, looking around the area. You join her in pausing to take in the sight. <<if $cookoutGabby>>It's as pretty as you remember, but the way they've lit it up elevates it to another level at night. Fairy lights twinkle along the hedge walls and over the archway on the far side, smaller lamps dotting the flowerbeds with just enough space between them to create a gentle ambience rather than imitating daylight. You aren't sure if it's intentional or just a case of some bulbs being replaced more recently than others, but many of the lamps give off slightly different colors of light than each other, some warmer, some more of a bluish color. It gives the whole area a magical feeling.<<else>>It's a rather small area filled with bushes and a kaleidoscope of bright flowers, small lamps scattered throughout the flowerbeds to create a gentle ambience. You aren't sure if it's intentional or just a case of some bulbs being replaced more recently than others, but many of the lamps give off slightly different colors of light than each other, some warmer, some more of a bluish color. Meanwhile, fairy lights twinkle along the hedge walls enclosing the area, as well as across an overgrown archway with a bench beneath it on the far side. The whole place has a magical feeling to it.<</if>> Standing in the middle of the stone pathway that winds through the garden is your quarry. She's a girl about your height with caramel skin and dark, wavy hair that falls down to her shoulders. She's wearing a white spaghetti strap top and a very short green and purple skirt, leaving her legs entirely exposed. Leah has quickly gone from being fascinated by the garden to being entranced by her soon to be prey. You can't say you blame her, as the girl is currently leaning over to inspect some of the flowers with her back turned to the two of you. Her thighs alone were attention grabbing, but from this angle her skirt is barely doing anything to hide her flawlessly plump butt. You give Leah a nudge and start to move in on your target before one of you starts drooling. "Let's flank her while she's distracted," you whisper. "There's only one exit from here so this should be easy." "Uh-huh..." Leah mumbles, still staring. The two of you creep up on her, Leah moving around to her left side while you go for the right. You were thinking of just grabbing her right away, but before you've gotten too close she perks up and turns to you. "Oh, hello there!" she says, smiling. She smooths her skirt a little, perhaps aware of the view she was just giving you. "I didn't expect to run into anyone else here, what a pleasant surprise! My name is Iris." You give Leah a quick glance, then smile back at the girl as the two of you finish moving into position. "Hey! I'm $name," you say. "And this is my friend Leah." "A pleasure to meet you!" she says. Now that she's facing you, you notice that she has a necklace with a few small purple crystals hanging off it around her neck, as well as several purple and green bracelets and bands on her left arm. She's also wearing a hair band that's sporting a few fake flowers. "This place gives off such wonderful energy, it's a shame most people seem to overlook it. I'm glad there are others that appreciate this beautiful little slice of the campus!" "It is really pretty," Leah says. She isn't being too subtle about eyeing up Iris, but luckily the girl still doesn't seem to suspect anything. "Yeah we're actually checking it out for the first time," you say. <<if $karma < -1>>Iris suddenly gets a concerned look on her face and looks you over. "Oh dear, I'm sensing a very negative aura from you," she says, clasping her hands together. "Do you perhaps have ill intentions..? Or are you maybe carrying some regret over something you've already done?" You give her a weird look. Concerned that she's caught on to what's going on, you give Leah a nod while Iris's attention is fully on you.<<elseif $karma > 1>>Iris turns to you with a smile. "Oh my, you have a very positive aura!" She says, clasping her hands together. "Like the universe is smiling on you, you must be very selfless." "Uh... thanks?" you say, giving her a somewhat confused look. You smirk. "I guess you could call helping a friend catch a meal without getting one yourself selfless." You give Leah a nod while Iris's attention is fully on you.<<else>>"Oh, wonderful! It's a very nice space, I've come here every night to meditate a little since I found out about it." She turns back to the flowerbed in front of her, closes her eyes, and takes a deep breath. Then, after pausing a moment, she turns back toward you. "They've done such a lovely job tending to it, it's a shame things will start to wilt soon, but that's nature's way." "Right..." you say. You give Leah a nod while Iris's attention is fully on you.<</if>> She doesn't waste a second, immediately wrapping her arms around the girl from behind. "Wha--!" is all Iris manages to get out of her mouth before Leah begins swallowing her head. You rush in to assist her, grabbing Iris's wrists and pinning them to her side. Leah swallows again, pulling her head fully into her mouth, but then she pauses for a moment. While you keep Iris's arms pinned, Leah brings her hands up and, after fumbling a little bit, pulls off the girl's necklace. After stowing it in her pocket, she gets back to work, skillfully moving down past her prey's shoulders. Iris squirms harder against your grip in protest after losing her necklace, but once Leah's lips have moved past her chest she mostly goes still, seemingly accepting her fate. Leah eagerly swallows her down, moving with impressive speed. As she gets close to the girl's waist, you shift your hands and slowly ease her up over Leah's head to make it easier for her to finish the job. Despite your assistance, Leah still somewhat shamelessly grabs at the girls hips to guide her down into her body. You don't judge, admiring Iris's rear yourself up until it's finally squeezed down into Leah's throat. Once only Iris's shins remain hanging from Leah's mouth, you let go of her and instead shift your attention to Leah's steadily growing gut. Her hoodie is riding up as it expands, barely covering any of her belly. You crouch down a little and start to rub your hands over her exposed skin to soothe it as she finishes her meal. You can feel Iris slowly getting squeezed into her stomach beneath her warm flesh, noting the odd sensation of her body shifting into position while Leah's stomach makes room for it. Soon, the last of her has disappeared from the outside world, one final swallow fully sealing the girl inside of your friend. "//*UUUURRRrrp*// Hah..." Leah grins down at her gut, panting a little. Her cheeks are flushed red. When you feel the last of Iris get deposited into her stomach and her belly stops growing, you give it a final little pat before letting go and standing back up. "Th--//*UURrp*//--Thanks..." Leah says, covering her mouth and blushing. "That felt... really //*urp*// good..." "I'm glad," you reply with a smile. "How did she taste?" "Delicious..." Leah sighs, starting to gently caress her gut. "I suppose that is some consolation..." you hear Iris mutter from inside of her. The bulges in Leah's gut start to shift a bit as she wriggles against the stomach walls. Leah lets out another little burp from the movement. "Why did you eat me? Could we not have just enjoyed the garden together?" "Oh, I think the garden will be much more enjoyable this way," you chuckle, patting Leah's gut. "Thanks for showing us how nice it is here though! Eating you is the only reason we came." "How sinister... you're welcome, I suppose," she sighs. She squirms a little again, but you can see Leah squeeze her muscles tight in response. Iris stays still even after the pressure is relieved. "I knew I should have worn my obsidian today instead... Oh well, at least I was somewhere beautiful when it happened~" she hums. "Giving up already?" you say, poking Leah's gut. "Well, although I would rather not be in here and would greatly appreciate it if you had the kindness to release me, I don't think there is any point in fighting. There are two of you, and your friend is clearly quite skilled on her own," Iris replies. Leah lets out a burp, as if her body wanted to acknowledge the compliment. "This is just the natural way of things, it was bound to happen eventually. It's not as though I haven't brought others into my being before as well. Better to go peacefully than fight against fate." "...You're not gonna struggle even //*urp*// a little bit more?" Leah asks, a hint of disappointment in her voice. "I'm afraid not," Iris replies. The bulge in Leah's gut shifts a tiny bit as her prey gets into the most comfortable position she can manage. There's a small pause, then you faintly hear her let out a long exhale. "If you wish to enjoy the process more, your friend's massage was actually quite nice, I'm sure it would soothe us both if she resumed." "Wow, sorry, I didn't realize she was a total weirdo when I pointed her out," you say with a laugh. "It's fine," Leah giggles. "She was, um, she, uh..." "Had the best ass you've seen on campus?" you laugh. "y-yeah that... is what I was thinking..." Leah mumbles, blushing. "I know right! I'm kinda jealous you're the one that got to pack that thing away, but I wasn't gonna go back on my word." "Oh, and please go ahead and use that necklace you took!" Iris chimes in, ignoring your crude remarks. "I can tell even moreso from inside of you that your spirit is troubled with constant worry. Amethyst is a soothing ward against stress and anxiety, I'm sure it could really help you." "Anyways... why don't we go sit down?" you say, ignoring Iris. You nod towards the nearby bench under the archway. "I'm willing to take her suggestion about that massage." "O-Oh! Um, okay, yeah, sure," Leah says. She waddles over towards the bench with you, her gut swaying and making light sloshing sounds as she moves. "So why //did// you take her necklace?" you ask as the two of you sit down beneath the arch. Leah jumps a little and practically squeaks as you lean over and start to work your hands over her belly again. "Um, I wasn't sure if I would be able to digest it so I didn't want to take a chance..." she says, pulling the necklace out of her pocket briefly to look at it. "And, uh, I thought it looked cool... Crystals and gems are really neat, I think." "Oh, I'm definitely with you there," you say with a smile. You work your hands in deeper for a moment as you continue your massage, pushing out a small belch from Leah. "Do you think you'll actually wear it? You don't strike me as the jewelry type." "Oh, probably not, it's probably too flashy for me," she replies. She keeps fidgeting with her hands, like she's not sure where to put them since you're already rubbing her belly. "I might like, um, hang it on my wall or something..." "Careful, I hear keeping trophies from your prey is a slippery slope," you chuckle. "Besides, didn't you hear her? That thing will align your stress chakra or some shit." Leah snorts, breaking into a small fit of laughter. "I don't //*urp*// buy into that sort of thing... it might make a good prop for roleplaying or something though..." There's a silence that seems to linger for a while, the gurgling and groaning of Leah's gut going to work on Iris the only thing filling the air. It isn't an uncomfortable silence, though, rather a pleasant moment. Leah seems to actually be relaxing under your massage despite how flustered she was about the idea. True to her word, Iris never so much as even adjusts her position again. Nor does she say anything else, though you swear you could hear her humming for a while. Once Leah's gut has softened considerably, you finally ease out of your massage and sit back on the bench. "It's beautiful in here..." you say, finally breaking the silence. "I know, it's amazing..." Leah replies, her eyes wandering around the garden. "Feels kind of magical the way they did the lights." "Yeah..." you say, joining her in admiring the view. Leah laughs under her breath. "You know, when I was a kid I used to try and make potions with flowers and stuff," she says. She starts to idly rub her own gut in the absence of your efforts, a content smile on her face. "There were these woods near our house and I used to go out and pick random plants and try to mix them up into something." "Really? That's adorable," you say, grinning at her. "Yep, it was fun..." she chuckles. "My mom never let me actually drink anything I made, obviously, but sometimes she'd play along by saying she would add the 'finishing touch' and go into the house to swap it out for juice." She sighs. "But then one day I ended up picking some mushrooms that I must have been allergic to, I got this crazy rash all over my arms. Margaret put a stop to me doing it at all after that. It was probably for the best..." "'Margaret'?" you ask, cocking your head a little. "Oh, uh, Margaret is my stepmom," Leah replies. Unfortunately, your direct question seems to have brought back her nervousness. "My mom, um, remarried when I was pretty young..." "Oh, gotcha..." you say. Part of you wants to know more, but considering bringing it up at all seems to have changed the mood you drop the subject. <<if $ateAlex and $leahHangout>>\ <<set $leahPrey.push({name: "Iris", status: "fodder", details: "who made for an excellent cushion"})>>\ For a little while, things go back to being silent, this time a bit of an awkward feeling filling the air. A particularly loud gurgle from Leah's gut draws your attention to it. It's gotten much rounder after churning away at Iris for so long, and you can tell just looking at it that it's a lot softer than before. You glance up at Leah and get a sly smile on your face. "Hey Leah, could you lean back a little more?" you ask. She looks kind of confused, but obliges, scooting forward on the bench so she can lean back more and sit at an angle. "Uh, sure, like this?" she says. "Good enough," you say with giggle. Her gut is probably in the best position you could hope for with this seating arrangement. "I've been wanting to try this, I think it's only fair I get a turn after the other night.~" "H-Huh? Wha--//*UUURP*//!" A loud belch races out of Leah's mouth as you drop yourself onto her gut, leaning on her like a beanbag chair just like she did when you hung out in her dorm. You seem to have short circuited her brain with the sudden move, she stays totally still and doesn't say anything for a little while, her hands frozen in midair. Your body presses down onto the soft surface of her gut, the sloshing mess inside cushioning your weight. "Wow, this is actually really comfortable! You were on to something," you say. Not only is the plush surface surprisingly comfortable to lay on, but the heat radiating out from the furious churning of her belly feels amazing after being exposed to the cool evening air for so long. "Wait, hang on..." you say, pushing yourself off of her for a moment. You turn around and instead lean back onto her belly, crossing your arms behind your head. "There we go, this way makes more sense if we're just chatting." "U-Uh, um, y-yeah... It was pretty comfortable that night..." Leah finally says. "I think you had an unfair advantage honestly," you snicker. "Your seat was way better than mine." "Oh come on, I still could have beaten you if I'd been standing on one leg the whole time," Leah laughs, seeming to temporarily forget about her feelings on the current arrangement. "Hey, I won, like, twice!" you reply. "Not once I started taking things seriously," she shoots back. While you have her focus off the current situation, she finally relaxes her hands again. Her distracted mind ends up deciding that your stomach is the best place to rest her left hand and you find yourself blushing a little. "That's what they always say," you reply, though you quickly find that you're now feeling distracted and your heart isn't quite in it. "H-Heh, y-yeah..." Leah mumbles, clearly getting flustered again. There's a silent pause. "Um, sorry, I can get off if you're uncomfortable..." you say. "N-No, it's not that it's uncomfortable it just... um..." She fidgets in place a little. "This just feels kind of... romantic..." she says, practically whispering by the time she gets to the last word. You look up at her, her face haloed by the vines and twinkling fairy lights above you. You smile and feel your cheeks get a little redder. "Yeah, I guess it is." Leah looks down at you and you lock eyes, silence filling the air again. Then she looks away and lifts her hands up like something had startled her. "U-Um hey, uh, actually it's getting kinda late isn't it?" she says, stumbling over her words. "And I, uh, I actually really need to use the bathroom..." You sit up and burst out laughing. "Alright, with that it's definitely //not// romantic anymore!" you say. You turn to her with a smile. "So no need to be nervous anymore." "R-Right..." she says, giving you an appreciative smile in return. The two of you get up from the bench and start to head back toward Karbo. [[Continue->Leah Chat- Catch a Meal 2]] <<else>>\ <<set $leahPrey.push({name: "Iris", status: "fodder", details: "who you helped her catch while hanging out one night"})>>\ For a little while, things go back to being silent, this time a bit of an awkward feeling filling the air. But soon enough it passes and you're back to idly chatting, enjoying each other's company as you pass the time. All kinds of gurgling and groaning fills the garden as Leah's stomach works to break down Iris, her gut gradually shrinking and softening. Eventually, the cold evening air starts to get to you and Leah seems to be starting to doze off. "I'm about ready to call it a night I think, what about you?" you say. You give her much softer belly a little pat. "You look like you're ready to sleep this off." "Yeah..." Leah says with a yawn. Though Leah struggles a little under the weight of her gut, you both finally stand up from the bench. After taking a moment to stretch out, you start to head out of the garden and back toward Karbo. [[Continue->Leah Chat- Catch a Meal 2]]<</if>>

<<Time 18.5>><<if $day5DinnerCrew>>\ <<if ($lockerChandra != "none") and ($fullness < 2)>>\ You continue on your way after the interruption, heading downstairs to your dorm.\ <<else>>\ You and Emma make your way upstairs, starting to head back through Lampton to get to your dorm. Through the windows you can see that the light outside has faded to dusk, not long left before the darkness of night takes over. Emma pauses for a moment to appreciate the view of the campus all lit up from the bridge, then you continue on your way. It doesn't take long to arrive at the door to your dorm.\ <</if>><<elseif $day5DinnerIzumi>>\ You make your way back through the halls of Lampton and over the bridge, nibbling on the sandwich you stole while you walk. It's not the most filling meal, but it'll have to do for tonight. You head downstairs and return to the door to your dorm. "$name!" a familiar voice calls out. You turn to find Emma rushing to catch up with you. "I knew that was you, what happened back there?" "Some crazy girl tried to eat me," you reply, finishing off the last bite of your sandwich. "I'm fine though<<if $emmaRel > 2>>!<<else>>.<</if>>" "Well that's a relief," she replies. "I was done eating anyways so I wanted to come make sure." <<if $emmaRel > 1>>"Aw, thanks," you say, smiling at her as you unlock the door.<<else>>"Gotcha," you say as you unlock the door.<</if>><<else>>\ You make your way out of the dining hall, deciding to take the scenic route out through the courtyard to head back to your dorm. The sky has faded to dusk by this hour, barely more than moonlight shining down anymore. But a warm, pleasant glow from lamps along the path keep the campus illuminated as you stroll along the path back to Karbo. It's quiet out, a couple people making their way between buildings but none of them saying much. You move from the peaceful courtyard into the halls of the equally quiet main building, making it back to your dorm without crossing paths with anyone else. That is, until you arrive at the door and find Emma approaching from the other direction. <<if $emmaRel > 1>>"Heya $name!"<<else>>"Oh hey $name!"<</if>> she says, waving to you. "Looks like we're perfectly in sync!" <<if $emmaRel > 0>>"I guess so!" you say with a laugh, unlocking the door. "So what have you been up to all day? I haven't really seen you since this morning." "Yeah, I've been busy getting the word out about the party! Been doing a lot of running around," she replies. "Ah, that makes sense."<<else>>"I guess so," you say as you unlock the door.<</if>>\ <</if>> <<if ($emmaTrainForZoey > 0) and ($fullness is 0)>>"So, are you ready for our training session?" Emma asks as the two of you head into the room. "Of course, it was my idea!" you reply. "I should be asking if //you're// ready, but you actually seem a lot less nervous than this morning!" "Yeah, because I have a surprise!" she says with a grin. She pulls out a little plastic bag with two white tablets in it--you recognize them as the antacids they use in class. "I mentioned our plan to Sunny while we were figuring out party stuff, and apparently if you just go and ask the nurse you can get antacids to use outside of class! These two I just got from Sunny, I'll have to remember to go and get some myself at some point."<<set $knowAntacid to true>> "Oh, awesome! Makes this whole plan a little bit safer," you say with a laugh. [[Let's get started->September 5th- Night: Training]]\ <<else>>\ <<if $emmaTrainForZoey > 0>>"I guess we aren't training tonight, since your stomach is busy right now," Emma chuckles. "I'm not sure I could swallow you like that, and no way am I going in your gut while it's occupied." "Oh... yeah, good point. Sorry..." you reply. "Hey, no problem, we'll just do it another time! How about we watch a movie or something instead?<<else>>"Hey, do you want to watch a movie or something?"<</if>> Emma asks as the two of you head into the room. "I don't have any plans for the rest of the night, I think it would be a nice way to unwind and spend some time together." \ [[Sure->September 5th- Night: Movie]] <<link "Nah">><<replace "#choice">>\ <<if $emmaRel is 0>>\ "Nah, not in a movie mood," you say, taking a seat on your bed. "Um, are you sure? I feel like we haven't really spent much time just hanging out together yet," she says, fidgeting a little. "I'd really like to do something, just the two of us, if you have the time. We can get to know each other better, you know?" \ [[Fine->September 5th- Night: Movie]] <<link "Not interested">><<replace "#insist">>\ "I'm not interested," you grumble, giving her an annoyed look. "Okay, that's... fine. Sorry for being pushy," she says. She sits down on her own bed and pulls out her phone, her expression a mix of frustration and embarrassment.<</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</link>> <<else>>\ "Ah, I don't think I'm really in the mood for a movie tonight, sorry," you say, taking a seat on your bed. "Maybe another time." "Oh, no problem, that's fine!" Emma says, looking a tiny bit disappointed. She sits back on her own bed, pulling out her phone and quickly getting lost scrolling through it. <<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</if>><</replace>><</link>> You pull out your laptop to pass the time, flicking through your feed on The Portal for a little while, then booting up an old game you haven't played in a while but suddenly felt the urge to jump back into. <<if $fullness > 0>>You idly rub your shrinking gut while you relax, feeling what's left of $lastPrey churning away and getting processed by your body.<<elseif $eatenBySunnyRescue or ($anatomyDemonstration > 1) or $unbirthedByJanet>>You're glad to finally be able to relax and unwind, putting the strange events of the day behind you.<<else>>You slowly sink deeper into your bed as you relax and get sucked into the game.<</if>> Hours pass as you get sucked into the game<<if $emmaRel > 0>>, occasional brief conversations with Emma the only thing keeping you from getting completely lost. Eventually, she gets up and goes to take her nightly shower, and you start to realize how tired you're getting. So, when you hear her shut the water off you close your laptop and grab your pajamas, heading into the bathroom right behind her when she steps out.<<else>>, getting completely lost in it and barely realizing how long it's been. It isn't until Emma heads into the bathroom for her nightly shower that you realize how late it's getting. You decide it's probably about time to call it a night yourself, and when you hear the water shut off in the bathroom you close your laptop and grab your pajamas, heading into the bathroom right behind her when she steps out.<</if>> [[Get ready for bed->September 5th- End of Day]]<</if>>

<<Time 21.5>>You and Leah make your way out of the garden and cross back through the courtyard towards the main building. Though it's noticeably smaller already, Leah is still slowed down by the extra weight of her bloated belly, what remains of Iris sloshing a little with every step. When the two of you step back into Karbo, the heated air makes you realize just how cold you were. The walk back through the halls is awkwardly quiet, but soon enough you arrive at the door to your dorm. "Alright, this is my stop," you say, pulling out your key. You smile at Leah. "Have a good night!" "You too..!" Leah says. She stays standing there and looks down, shifting in place a little. One of her hands is fidgeting with the plush flesh of her gut. "Um... This was really nice $name, thank you for inviting me out." "Of course, anytime! I had a great time too," you reply.<<if $leahRel < 4>> <<Leah 1>><</if>> "I-I'm glad, we should... Um, I mean, good night," she says nervously. "Good night!" you say as she finally starts to walk off toward the stairs.But, as she's walking away, you have a thought. \ <<link "Invite Leah to Emma's party">><<replace "#invite">><<set $week1PartyLeahInvited to true>><<set $leahCare += 1>>"Oh hey Leah, before you go," you call out to her. <<if $week1PartyMalloryInvited>>"Are you interested in coming to that party I mentioned at dinner? Mallory kind of took over when I asked before. I'd love to have you there."<<else>>"My roommate is throwing a big party for all the freshmen this Saturday, she's doing everything she can to make it mostly safe. You're invited if you want to come! I'd love to have you there."<</if>> "Oh, um... thanks $name, but..." She fidgets a little. "I don't really do well at parties, I don't think I'll go." "That's totally fine!" you say. You give her a smile, but you're slightly disappointed to hear that. "I really appreciate that you thought to invite me though!" she says. "Of course!" you reply. "Have a good night!" [[Turn in for the night->September 5th- End of Day]]<</replace>><</link>> <<link "Don't">><<replace "#invite">>You think about inviting Leah <<if $week1PartyMalloryInvited>>specifically to the party since Mallory kind of took over when you asked earlier, but you don't want to seem insistent by asking her multiple time. You get the sense she probably doesn't want to go anyways.<<else>>to the party Saturday, but you realize she probably isn't the type to be interested in that sort of thing.<</if>> So, you say your farewell and head into your dorm. [[Turn in for the night->September 5th- End of Day]]<</replace>><</link>>

<<if _rude>>With that, the two of them storm off and leave you and Emma alone at the table. You give her a somewhat sheepish look, not expecting your comment to have escalated things that far. She sighs. <<if $emmaRel > 3>>"Where did that come from?" she asks, looking a little hurt herself. "I mean, come on, they are a little much," you say. "I mean, I know what you're talking about, but they're just a little excitable. You didn't need to attack them like that, we hadn't even been talking that long..." Emma replies.<<else>>"Are you happy now?" she says, giving you a grumpy look. "That was really mean to just blurt out like that..." "I didn't think they'd //leave// just from that, but I stand by it," you reply. "I mean, come on, they are a little much, right? <<if $freshCoupleRel > 0>>They're seriously //always// like that.<<else>>I was already getting annoyed and it's only been a couple minutes.<</if>>" "I mean, I do know what you're talking about, but they're just a little excitable, it's cute. You can just let them be happy..."<</if>><<if $emmaRel > 0>> <<Emma -1>><</if>> You and Emma carry on without them while you eat your dinner<<if $fullness > 2>>, or rather, while Emma eats and you gut inserts strange gurgles into every silence<</if>>. At first things are awkward because of the drama you caused, but after a little while the two of you start chatting more comfortably and leave the incident behind. After a while <<if $fullness > 2>>, Emma finishes her food and the conversation winds down<<else>>, the two of you finish your food and the conversation winds down<</if>>. "Well, I guess we should probably head back to the dorm, it's getting late," Emma says, standing up from the table and stretching her arms a little. <<if ($lockerChandra != "none") and ($fullness < 2) and ($emmaTrainForZoey < 1)>>[[Head back to your dorm->September 5th- Chandra Encounter]]<<else>>[[Head back to your dorm->September 5th- Night]]<</if>>\ <<else>>\ The four of you keep chatting while <<if $fullness > 2>>they<<else>>you<</if>> eat, discussing the party a little more among other things. With the energy level that your three companions bring to the table, it's a very enjoyable time, even if Sarah and Alesha start to maybe get a little draining after a while. Eventually, everyone has finished their food and things start to wind down. "Oh!" Sarah says, suddenly jumping up from her seat with a grin after checking her phone. "Me and Ali have gotta get going, sorry guys! Hehe, Kris just let me know she won't be back at the dorm until really late tonight.~" "Oooh...~" Alesha says, giving Sarah a sly look. "Yeah, I guess it is getting a little late. See you at the party!" <<if $freshCoupleRel > 2>>"Oh right, but before we go! Me and Ali are planning on hitting up the pool outside of club on Saturday, do you two want to come with us? It'll be like afternoon, before the party obviously," Sarah says. "Ah, I'd love to, but I'll probably be too busy getting everything set for the party, sorry," Emma replies. "Aw, that's fair..." Alesha says. "What about you $name?" \ <<link "Yes">><<replace "#swim">><<set $coupleSwimInvitation to true>>\ "Yeah, sure! That sounds like fun," you reply. <<if $club != "swim">>"Although I'll have to make sure I actually have something to swim in when I get back to my dorm," you add with a laugh.<</if>> "Yay! We'll see you there<<if $fat < 35>> cutie<</if>>!" Sarah says, briefly clapping her hands. "We don't really have a time, just be there like early afternoon and we'll meet up!" Alesha says as the two of them start to walk off.<</replace>><<toggleclass "#end" "hide">><</link>> <<link "No">><<replace "#swim">>\ "Uh, sorry, but I don't think I'll be able to," you reply. <<if $club != "swim">>"I'm not sure I actually have anything I can swim in with me."<<elseif $joanSwim1Bully > 1>>"My suit from club is in, uh, rough shape right now..."<</if>> "Aw, you too?" Sarah pouts. "Alright, I guess it'll just be you and me then Ali." "Fine by me~" Alesha giggles. Sarah giggles back and the two of them start to walk off. "See ya!"<</replace>><<toggleclass "#end" "hide">><</link>> "See ya!" Emma says, waving as the two of them walk off.<<if $emmaRel < 2>> <<Emma 1>><</if>> "Well, we should probably get going too, huh?" Emma says, getting up from the table and stretching her arms a little.<<if $emmaRel > 4>> "Oh, are we following their lead?" you say with a smirk. Emma blushes. "N-No, that's not what I meant!" she says with a nervous laugh.<</if>> <<if ($lockerChandra != "none") and ($fullness < 2) and ($emmaTrainForZoey < 1)>>[[Head back to your dorm->September 5th- Chandra Encounter]]<<else>>[[Head back to your dorm->September 5th- Night]]<</if>><<else>>"See ya!" Emma says, waving as the two of them walk off.<<if $freshCoupleRel < 2>> <<Couple 1>><</if>><<if $emmaRel < 2>> <<Emma 1>><</if>> "Well, we should probably get going too, huh?" Emma says, getting up from the table and stretching her arms a little.<<if $emmaRel > 4>> "Oh, are we following their lead?" you say with a smirk. Emma blushes. "N-No, that's not what I meant!" she says with a nervous laugh.<</if>> <<if ($lockerChandra != "none") and ($fullness < 2) and ($emmaTrainForZoey < 1)>>[[Head back to your dorm->September 5th- Chandra Encounter]]<<else>>[[Head back to your dorm->September 5th- Night]]<</if>><</if>>\ <</if>><<set $metSarah to true>><<set $metAlesha to true>>

<<Time 18.5>>You and Emma make your way upstairs, starting to head back through Lampton to get to your dorm. Through the windows you can see that the light outside has faded to dusk, not long left before the darkness of night takes over. Emma pauses for a moment to appreciate the view of the campus all lit up from the bridge. As you start to move on, you notice someone coming the other way that must have just come out of their room. She looks vaguely familiar--brown skin and eyes, dark hair in a long, thick braid, a small beauty mark on her cheek... She starts glaring at you and it finally clicks: it's Chandra, from the locker room on the first day. Evidently, she hasn't forgotten about your attempt to eat her. "Jerk... of course you're still fine after Monday..." she grumbles as she walks past the two of you. Emma gives you a confused look. "Um, do you know her?" she asks, glancing back at the girl. \ <<link "Ignore Chandra and head back to your room">><<replace "#choice1">>"Nope, don't think so," you say with a shrug. "She must have me confused with someone else. Or she's just muttering to herself about something..." You don't feel like there's any reason to explain the incident to Emma. "Oh, weird," Emma replies. "I hope she doesn't come after you thinking you're whoever she's mad at..." "I'm sure I'll be fine," you chuckle. [[Continue on to your dorm->September 5th- Night]]<</replace>><</link>> <<link "Try to apologize to Chandra">><<replace "#choice1">><<set $day5ChandraApology to 1>>\ "Uh, yeah..." you sigh. <<if hasVisited("September 5th- Dinner: Sarah and Alesha Upset")>>"That was the girl Sarah and Alesha were talking about before," you say with a nervous laugh.<<else>>"She, um... I tried to eat her earlier in the week and she got away..."<</if>> <<if hasVisited("September 5th- Dinner: Sarah and Alesha Upset")>>"The one you tried to eat? I guess it makes sense she was giving you such a dirty look," Emma says.<<else>>"Oh, it makes sense that she was giving you such a dirty look then," Emma says.<</if>> "Yeah... Actually, you know what?" you say, turning around. "Hey, Chandra!" you call out before she gets out of sight. She stops and turns around, crossing her arms. She takes a couple steps closer so you can talk without shouting, but still keeps her distance. "Oh good, at least you remember my name," she grumbles. "What do you want? Trying to get another taste?" "No, um, I wanted to apologize," you say sheepishly. "//Reaally//?" she says, frowning and tilting her head a little. "You expect me to believe that, jerk? You're just gonna try to eat me again now that you have backup." She gestures to Emma. "You tried it before when I was being nothing but nice, I'm not a dummy." "Um, hi, I'm Emma by the way," Emma says. "Look, I'm serious. I get why you wouldn't trust me, but..." you say. "It was the first day, I was kind of nervous and excited, and like... I don't know, it's a vore school, it just seemed like the natural thing to do at the time. But I feel bad about it now, I shouldn't have tried to eat anyone so early on." "That's it?" she scoffs. "'Oh, I should have waited longer, my b!' What a joke. You're just sorry you didn't get to turn me into pudge." Her shoulders sag a little. "I was just trying to make friends, you know, meet new people, get a nice fresh start? I guess you helped me learn early on not to trust anyone here..." "I... You were trying to be nice, and I betrayed your trust, I'm sorry," you say. "I'm not really sure what else I could say to convince you, but it's true." She looks you over, scowling, then starts to get a conflicted look on her face. Emma glances between the two of you as tense silence forms. She starts tapping her foot, and after a little bit longer she drops her head and groans. "Ugh, me and my stupid big heart..." she mutters to herself. Then she sighs and looks back up at you. "Alright, fine, I feel like you're actually serious here. But, you've gotta make it up to me if you're really sorry." "Sure, what were you thinking?" you reply. She pauses again and taps her cheek, briefly looking off to the side. Then she grins. "Okay, I've got it! So, if you want to really prove that you're sorry, let me get even!" She puts her hands on her hips. "Let me swallow you for a little while. Then I'll let you out after you've gotten a taste of your own medicine. Or, a taste of //my// acid, I guess." "What?" you say, squinting at her. "You're kidding, right?" Emma chimes in. <<if $lockerChandra != "vomit">>"I didn't even actually get you down, that's not exactly even anyways," you protest. "Yeah, but 'let me //almost// eat you' doesn't really work, that would just be, like, weird roleplay," Chandra says with a shrug. "That's my offer! I'm totally legit here, swear on my mother I'll let you go well before you get digested. And even if you don't believe me, you've got your friend here as insurance, there's no way I could keep you down if you were struggling and she was helping from the outside."<<else>>"Nope, that's my offer!" Chandra says. "I'm totally legit here, swear on my mother I'll let you go well before you get digested. And even if you don't believe me, you've got your friend here as insurance, there's no way I could keep you down if you were struggling and she was helping from the outside."<</if>> "I guess that is true, I wouldn't just let her digest you..." Emma says. \ [[Let her swallow you to make amends->Chandra Encounter- Swallowed]] <<link "That's way too risky">><<replace "#choice2">>\ "Yeah, sorry, that's way too risky. I really am sorry, but I'm not so desperate for you to forgive me that I'm willing to go into the stomach of someone who has a grudge against me," you say. "Well then I guess I'm keeping that grudge," Chandra huffs. She quickly turns around and starts to walk off. "Don't talk to me again unless you change your mind!" You sigh as you watch her walk off. Then you feel Emma rest a hand on your shoulder. "Hey, that was really cool of you to do," she says with a smile. "I don't think I would have been willing to take that risk either, you still tried. //I// believe you about feeling sorry." "Heh, thanks," you say, returning her smile.<<if $emmaRel < 3>> <<Emma 1>><</if>> [[Continue on to your dorm->September 5th- Night]]<</replace>><</link>><</replace>><</link>>

<<Time 18.75>><<set $karma += 1>><<set $day5ChandraApology to 2>>\ You hesitate for a moment before answering. "Okay," you say. "If that's what it'll take for us to put this behind us, I'll do it." "Great!" Chandra says, taking a couple steps closer. She claps her hands together. "Step up when you're ready." "Are you really sure about this?" Emma says<<if $emmaRel > 2>>, lightly grabbing your arm<</if>>. "Yeah..." you say, taking a deep breath.<<if $emmaRel > 0>> You smile at her.<</if>> "She did make a good point, I've got you here to make sure she stays true to her word." "Right, I'll... do my best," she replies with a nervous smile. "Alright Chandra, how are we doing this?" you ask, stepping up to stand in front of her. "Well, first, fair warning: I was on my way to get dinner and I'm super hungry, so it might be extra grumbly in there right now," she says, patting her stomach and laughing a little. "We'll say you spend... ten minutes in me? That should be enough for 'payback' without getting too risky." "That sounds fair. Emma, you keep track of the time," you say. You hold out your hands towards Chandra. "Okay, uh, go ahead I guess." She grins and gently grabs you. "Down the hatch you go! I bet you don't taste as good as I did, hehe!" she giggles. She opens her mouth wide and starts to pull your fingers toward her lips, but then stops and lets go. "Oh actually! Let's do feet first. Might as well mix it up if you're letting me do it!" "Sure, I guess..." you say with a shrug. You pull off your shoes and sit down, then lift up your legs a little toward her. "Now this feels a little weird to be doing just out here on the bridge though." "Ah, who cares!" Chandra says, waving her hand dismissively. She kneels down and grabs your legs. "Okay, for real this time! Remember, I'm letting you back out so don't struggle too much." With that she finally starts to swallow you, pushing your feet into the warmth of her mouth. She grips your legs tight and feeds them into her, slowly starting to drag you down into her throat. You remain calm, but you can't help feeling a bit uneasy as you watch yourself disappear into your former prey. Emma seems pretty nervous as well while watching from the sidelines. <<if $emmaRel > 2>> "Are you sure that you trust her enough for this? There's still time for me to stop her if you need me to," Emma says, crouching down next to you. "Yeah, it's okay. Just ten minutes," you say, giving her a reassuring smile. "You've got a timer ready, right?" "Yep..." she sighs.<</if>> Soon, you feel your feet bottom out inside of Chandra, your knees starting to bend as you're squeezed down into her stomach. Chandra seems to be enjoying herself, massaging her belly with one hand as it slowly bloats out while the other works to feed you into her body. As she starts to push past your hips, however, you notice that she seems to be struggling with the way you're both positioned. "Um... would you be alright if I helped her out?" Emma says. "Yeah, go ahead, I'd rather get this part over with quickly..."<<if $emmaRel > 1>> "Okay... but this had better work out alright. I'll never forgive myself if I actually //feed// you to her and you end up getting digested..."<</if>> With your permission, Emma hooks her hands under your arms and lifts you up to give Chandra a better angle. She gives Emma a thumbs up and sits back into a more comfortable position. Emma gradually feeds you into her mouth, while Chandra eagerly gulps you down, dragging you into the slick depths of her stomach bit by bit. Soon your chest disappears through her lips, and you can feel her tongue advancing up the back of your neck. Emma gives you one last worried look as a final swallow pulls your head into the darkness of Chandra's body. You can feel her rubbing her belly as the last of you slowly slides down her throat and curls up into her gut. The feet-first entry leaves you in a very awkward position, ending up mostly upside down with your shoulders resting at the bottom of her stomach. Grumbling and groaning fills your ears, the slimy walls immediately starting to grind against you pretty aggressively. She wasn't kidding about being hungry. "//*UUURRRrrrrp*// Haha, woah! That was //*urp*// actually really nice!" Chandra says with a laugh. "I've never been //*urrrp*// fed like that before, thank you! You've got the timer going, right?" "Yeah... and you're welcome!" Emma says. You feel a third hand rest against you from outside. "Are you alright in there $name?" "More or less..." you reply. "I'm not in the most comfortable position." "Yeah I was noticing that," Chandra says. "Are you gonna freak out if I //*urp*// try and reposition you?" "I was gonna ask the same thing," you say with a slightly nervous chuckle. It's hard to stay calm with her stomach roaring around you. "Uh, go ahead I guess." "Okay! It's probably only fair that I get a little rough anyways so this works out well," she replies, giving you a poke. You hear, and to some degree feel, her take a deep breath, then the walls of her stomach gently close in on you. The pressure is uncomfortable, but you can tell that it isn't an aggressive squeeze. The slick flesh around you starts to shift, pressing in a bit tighter in waves moving from the bottom of her stomach to the top. You can feel her pushing in on you with her hands from the outside as well to aid in the process. Progress is slow, but you do feel her efforts start to flip you around into an upright position. "I've never //*urp*// done this before, feels weird," she says in a somewhat strained tone. Her burp causes the walls to briefly squeeze a little tighter and halt your progress. "But I think... there we go!" She gives her belly a triumphant pat as you settle into a more typical position: curled up upright with your back facing out. "Yeah it felt weird on my end too," you say, shifting slightly to get a little more comfortable. "But so does being in here at all, it definitely wasn't as bad as getting crushed by someone actually trying to digest me at least." "Well shoot, this is supposed to be payback for //you// actually trying to digest //me// you know," Chandra pouts. She jabs your right side with her finger, then shortly after gives you another poke from the left, going back and forth like that for a little bit. "I've gotta make you a //little// uncomfortable," she giggles. "She does kind of have a point," you hear Emma say with a nervous laugh. Shortly after you feel an extra, much gentler poke against your back. <<if $emmaRel > 2>>"You are going to let her out though, right? There's seven minutes left." "Yeah, yeah, of course! As tempting as it is to have this be my dinner now that she's in there, I'm a girl of my word!" Chandra says. "I //*urp*// totally would have tried to run away back to my room by now if I was gonna betray you." "Right..." Emma says. "And $name, you're alright still?" "Yeah, I'm good."<<else>>"...seven minutes left."<</if>> "So you said your name is Emma, right?" Chandra asks. You feel her almost snuggle up against her gut, leaning forward with her arms crossed and resting on top of you while her legs gently squeeze in from the sides. "You guys friends, roommates? Dating? Geez I should have checked beforehand, I wouldn't blame you if //you// have it out for me now for making you feed your girlfriend to me if it's that one!" "<<if $emmaRel > 4>>No she's not--we aren't--" Emma replies hastily, then pauses to clear her throat.<<else>>Oh no we're not dating, don't worry," Emma replies with a <<if $emmaRel > 2>>slightly nervous <</if>>laugh.<</if>> "We're roommates!<<if $emmaRel > 0>> And friends too of course!<</if>> And don't worry, she agreed to this so I wouldn't hold it against you as long as this goes the way you promised." "Well great! Can't blame you for being nervous either way, no way in hell I would trust this if I were you two," Chandra laughs. "Honestly I've already forgiven you just for agreeing," she gives you a poke, "no way someone who wasn't genuine about being sorry would go through with this." "Can you let me out early then?" "Nah, your buddy's got the timer set," she chuckles, lightly massaging her belly. "So I'm gonna enjoy this while I can, feeling this full is great." "Fair enough..." you sigh. You're still a little on edge being trapped inside her, especially with how active her stomach seems to be. You're starting to feel some acid pooling around your feet. "It is only fair to stick to what you agreed on $name," Emma says. You feel her rest her hand against Chandra's belly.<<if $emmaRel > 2>> "As long as you're still okay in there." "Yeah, I'm fine for now, don't worry unless we go over the time and she tries to keep me," you reassure her. "I'm still gonna worry," Emma says with a little laugh. "And you're really, definitely gonna let her out in..." she pauses for a brief moment, "...five minutes?" "Yes, I promise, I promise!" Chandra laughs. "Damn you have an amazing roommate $name, hasn't even been a week and she cares about you //this// much. Makes me wish mine was still around." "Aw, I'm sorry," Emma says, shifting her hand to rub her belly a little. "Oh it's fine! Didn't have nearly enough time to get attached and it's kinda nice having the room all to myself. But thank you!" Chandra replies. "You know I really like what you've done with your hair! I'm not usually into dye but yours looks really nice."<<else>> "You know, I really like what you've done with your hair!" Chandra says. "I'm not usually into dye but yours looks really nice."<</if>> "Thank you!" Emma says. "Your outfit is really cute, I love that shade of blue!" While you stew away in Chandra's gut thinking about what you've done, her and Emma start to really hit it off. After just a couple minutes they already seem like great friends. If it weren't for Emma frequently reminding Chandra of the time left<<if $emmaRel > 2>>, and incessantly checking that you're still doing okay<</if>>, you'd be afraid that they'd forgotten about you. Luckily, that at least means that Chandra pretty much leaves you completely alone for the remaining time. While the natural grinding of her stomach walls isn't particularly pleasant, your temporary trip into her gut isn't nearly as bad as you were expecting. After a while, though, the rising tide of stomach acid is starting to get concerning. Just as you're about to speak up, you hear the faint beeping of a phone alarm. <<if $emmaRel > 2>>"Alright, that's time, please let her out now," Emma says, abruptly dropping their conversation. "Of course! Get ready in there, you're coming up," Chandra says, giving you a pat.<<else>>"Well, I guess your time out is over," Chandra chuckles. "Get ready, you're coming up!"<</if>> "Oh, um, I //really// hate vomit so I might freak out when she comes out... Just as a warning..." Emma says sheepishly.<<if $emmaInfo1 < 1>><<set $emmaInfo1 to 1>><</if>> "Fair!" Chandra says with a laugh. Then, you feel her start to squeeze you tight, clenching her stomach muscles and trying to push you up from the outside. It takes a moment for her stomach to get the message, but not too long after she puts the pressure on a sour groan rocks through the walls and you feel them clamp down even harder. Slowly but surely, you're squeezed back up into her throat headfirst. The trip out is surprisingly smooth, your slimy body gracefully sliding out onto the floor of the bridge. Other than being absolutely drenched in digestive fluids, you're no worse for wear. "Blech..." Chandra mutters as she stands up, wiping her mouth. She quickly recovers, though, and grins at you. "Well, looks like we're even now $name! Apology accepted." "I'm... glad we can put this behind us," you say with a slight chuckle. You carefully get back up onto your feet, flicking some of the slime off of your hands. "Well, maybe I'll catch you around sometime and we can hang out //without// someone ending up in a stomach!" she laughs. "But I'm now //mega// starving after that, and I really need to wash this taste out of my mouth, so I gotta get going. You also really need a shower." With that, she waves and continues on her way to the dining hall. You turn to Emma, finding that she's standing several feet away with her back turned to you now. "Ready to head back?" you ask. "Yes, definitely!" Emma replies. "She was absolutely right about that shower, lets hurry..." You laugh and the two of you start to head back to your dorm, Emma staying far ahead of you. [[Continue->Chandra Encounter- Aftermath]]

<<Time 19>><<set $totalEscaped += 1>><<set $outfit to "pjs">><<set $outfitState to "normal">>You and Emma make your way downstairs to return to your dorm. Emma arrives first and opens the door, then steps back to wait for you to head inside first so that you don't get the doorknob dirty. She takes far longer than she needs to to follow you in to give you ample time to get into the bathroom before she fully enters the room. "You know, if you don't like me you can just say it," you joke, lingering in the bathroom doorway. "N-No it's just... oh, you know why I'm being weird!" she pouts. "Just hurry and get cleaned up!" "I don't know how you're gonna last here if you're this squeamish about even a little stomach acid," you laugh, turning to head into the shower. You turn on the water and set down the clean clothes you'd picked out, your pajamas for the night, then start to strip off the soiled outfit you have on. While Chandra was honest about not trying to digest you, her stomach unfortunately didn't get the message, and you can tell that your current clothes were damaged beyond recovery by the dip into her acids. So, you peel off the acid drenched garments and toss them in the trash, then hop under the warm stream of water to get clean. You take your time washing off since you don't have anything else to do tonight, enjoying the soothing feeling of the water over your skin. For Emma's sake, you go extra heavy on the soap to make sure you definitely get rid of any residual scent left behind. The water is starting to get cold and your fingers are pruning by the time you finally decide to step out and get changed. You dry yourself off, don your clothes, and step back into the room with a contented sigh. "Looking much better now," Emma says with a grin. She's laying back on her bed scrolling through her phone "I don't know, I think 'covered in goo' might be a good look for me," you joke as you head over to sit on your own bed. Emma laughs and shifts to the edge of her mattress to face you. "So, $name, I just wanted to say..." she says, giving you a warm smile. "That was really cool, what you did back there. Going that far to make up for wronging her, it's really admirable. You're awesome." "Thanks," you say, returning her smile. "It was kind of scary, but I'm glad I was able to set things straight." "She seemed really cool too, I'm glad you failed trying to eat her!" Emma laughs. "Oh gosh, I was so worried about you I forgot to invite her to the party!" "Personally I'm glad you had your priorities straight," you chuckle. "Yeah, I guess it would have been weird to invite her while you were in her gut! I'll find her another time," she says.<<if $emmaRel > 2>> She blushes a little as she looks at you.<</if>> "But again, seriously, you're awesome $name. I'm really glad we ended up as roommates." <<if $emmaRel < 2>> <<Emma 2>><<elseif $emmaRel < 5>> <<Emma 1>><</if>> You and Emma both just take some time to relax for the rest of the night, occasionally chatting but mostly doing your own things, Emma glued to her phone and you to your laptop. After a while Emma gets up to take her nightly shower. You can feel yourself starting to get tired, so when you hear the roar of the shower stop and Emma steps back out into the room, you head right into the bathroom behind her. [[Get ready for bed->September 5th- End of Day]]

<<Time 22>><<if $day5LeahHangout > 0>>You head into your room and drop back onto your bed. The bathroom door is closed and you can hear the shower running, presumably Emma getting ready for bed. As you sit back, you feel yourself starting to get drowsy and decide she probably has the right idea. When she steps out, you grab some clothes to sleep in and head in behind her<<if $emmaRel > 0>>, after quickly saying hello and catching up, of course<</if>>. You follow your usual nightly routine, brushing your teeth, using the bathroom, and getting changed into your pajamas. You smile to yourself as you get ready<<elseif $ateJackieDay5>>\ You head into the bathroom, immediately making your way over to the shower. You quickly strip off your soiled clothes and step under the pleasant stream of water. Since her stomach wasn't trying to digest you, the damage from your extended stay inside of Sunny isn't too bad, but there's still enough slime covering you to feel like you need an extra deep clean. Once you're finally feeling clean, you step out and dry off, then start to go through your usual nightly routine. You smile to yourself as you start to brush your teeth<<else>>\ You head into the bathroom to get ready for bed, following your usual nightly routine. You smile to yourself as you brush your teeth<</if>>--tomorrow is the last day of your first week here! <<if $outfit != "pjs">>After getting changed into your pajamas, you<<else>>You<</if>> take one last look at yourself in the mirror before heading off to bed.<<set $outfit to "pjs">><<set $outfitState to "normal">> <<include "Weight Gain">>\ <<Recap>> [[Go to sleep->September 5th to 6th]]

<<Time 18.75>><<set $day5EmmaMovie to true>><<if $ateBethany and (($totalPrey > 5) or (($fullness is 0) and ($totalPrey > 4)))>><<set _bethComment to true>><<else>><<set _bethComment to false>><</if>>\ <<if $emmaRel > 0>>"Sure, that sounds like a great idea!" you reply.<<else>>"Fine, I guess," you reply with a shrug.<</if>> "Yay! This'll be fun," Emma says with a big grin on her face. She bends down and starts to root through a box she has under her bed. "I even have popcorn! The pre-popped kind with flavoring on it, if that's good with you. I'm pretty much addicted to this stuff." <<if $fullness > 1>>"I think I'm pretty set as far as snacks," you snicker, patting your belly. "Oh, uh, right," Emma says<<if $totalPrey > 4>>. You catch her looking over at your bloated belly with a nervous expression for a moment, then she shakes it off and clears her throat.<<else>> with a little laugh.<</if>> "More for me then!" She puts away the bowls she'd started to get out and just sets the whole bag of popcorn on her bed.<<else>>"Yeah, sounds good to me," you say. "Great!" Emma says, pulling out two plastic bowls and starting to pour some of the popcorn into them.<</if>> "This is one of the only things other than booze I brought to have in the room. I'd say we should break into that too but I want to make sure we're definitely all set for Saturday!" "Fair. Probably better not to risk being hungover in class tomorrow anyways," you reply<<if $fullness < 2>>, accepting the bowl she hands you. Curious, you try a piece--it's a flavor you can't quite place, something slightly spicy. Definitely good, whatever it is<</if>>. "What movie did you have in mind?" "Ah! Okay, so, I've been really, really wanting to rewatch one of my favorites lately, and I'd love to introduce you to it if you haven't seen it before," she says, practically vibrating with excitement. "Are you alright with monster movies?" You give her somewhat of a double take, caught off guard by that question. You were anticipating something like a romcom from her. "It also has giant robots fighting the monsters," she adds, looking a little nervous from your reaction. "Say no more," you laugh. "I'm definitely on board." "Yay! This is gonna be great, you'll love it!" she says, turning on the tv and starting to get the movie ready.\ <<if (($fullness > 1) and ($totalPrey > 4)) or _bethComment>> <<if ($fullness > 1) and ($totalPrey > 4)>>A brief silence overtakes the room, and you find yourself thinking about her reaction before when you called attention to your gut. She seemed concerned, maybe even upset, and this isn't the first time you've noticed her being worried about your eating habits<<if $emmaInquiry1 > 1>>, even beyond the conversation you had on Sunday<</if>>.<<if _bethComment>> In fact just yesterday, you remember overhearing her telling Sunny she was concerned about how many people you've eaten.<</if>> Maybe it would be worth addressing the elephant in the room before you settle in for the movie...<<else>>A brief silence overtakes the room, and you strangely find yourself thinking back to something from yesterday. When Sunny and Emma came across you after eating Beth, you remember overhearing Emma say that she was worried about how many people you'd eaten already, and that isn't the only time you've noticed her being nervous or put off by your eating habits. Maybe it would be worth trying to clear the air before you settle in for the movie...<</if>> \ <<link "Broach the subject">><<replace "#choice">><<set $emmaRelation3 to 1>>\ "Hey, Emma?" you say. "Before we start the movie, could we talk about something?" She glances over at you with a smile. "Sure, what's on your mind?" "Well, this might be a little out of nowhere, but... Do you have a problem with me eating people?" you say. <<if $fullness > 1>>"I saw you giving me a weird look just a minute ago, <<if _bethComment>>and yesterday I overheard you mention to Sunny that you were concerned<<else>>and I feel like it's not the first time my gut has gotten that kind of reaction from you<</if>>..."<<else>>"I overheard you mention to Sunny that you were concerned yesterday, and I feel like you've been a little weird when I've had a gut before too..."<</if>> "Oh..." Emma says, glancing off to the side. She folds her hands in her lap, then sighs. "Not generally, no... I mean, I know we're all here to learn to eat people //better//. //I-I'm// here for that, it would be silly for me to be mad about it..." "But?" "But... it's gotten to be a little much, don't you think?" she says, giving you a serious look. "I mean, <<if $fat > 49>>look at how big you've gotten just since I met you four days ago! Er, no offense. But, I know that's not coming from overeating at the dining hall...<<else>>it's only been four days since we met...<</if>> How many people have you eaten already?" "<<if $fullness > 1>>Counting this one that's still hanging off me, <</if>>I think... <<if $totalPrey is 5>>five.<<elseif $totalPrey is 6>>six.<<elseif $totalPrey is 7>>seven.<<else>>eight?<</if>>" you say<<if $fullness > 1>>, absentmindedly patting what remains of your most recent addition to that count<</if>>. "I guess that's a lot, but--" "You guess??" Emma blurts out. "$name, that's more people than I've eaten //total//... a-at least that I'm aware of..." she adds quietly, "and you've done it in less than a week. That's... it's kind of scary to me." "Really? You've only... sorry, not the point," you say. "It's not really that big of a deal though, is it? We're constantly surrounded by people looking for their next meal, does it really matter if I happen to be a particularly active one?" "Yes, because I have to live with you..!" she replies. Her brow furrows and she bites her lip. "I, uh--" You narrow your eyes a little. "Right. You know, it's also a bit scary to be living with someone who feels the need to add 'that I remember' every time she talks about her prey count," you say. "Do I need to be worried about some crazy Jekyll and Hyde situation when you get drunk?" "No! It's... it's not like that," Emma says with a sigh. "I'm definitely more... active... when I've been drinking, but it's not like I just eat everything in sight or anything like that. And I guess it's... not entirely true to say that I don't remember, I just don't always like to think about that side of myself. I think that's //why// you're starting to scare me. I already get worried about how voracious I can be sometimes when I'm drunk, and at the rate you've been going you'd have me beat even if I was like that all the time..." There's a pause, both of you staring at each other in silence for a moment. "Look, I do get what you're saying, I guess I'd be a little afraid of ending up on the menu too if I had to sleep next to a predator like me," you say. "But that's just how I am, you know? I'm not gonna feel bad about it--especially at this school of all places--and you don't get to control my eating habits." "No no, I don't... I don't want to change you, I'm not like that!" she replies. You notice her rubbing her legs together, fidgeting in place. "It's just..." "You're worried I'm going to eat you, or someone you're friends with, right?" you cut in. "That's... I guess that's most of it, yeah," she says with a nervous laugh. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be rude. <<if _bethComment>>And I guess I really should have brought this up myself instead of talking behind your back about it...<<else>>I didn't realize I was being so obvious about it, I guess I should have just brought this up myself...<</if>>" She takes a deep breath. "I<<if $emmaRel > 3>> really<</if>> like you, $name, I really want us to get along!<<if $emmaRel < 2>> That's why I was so insistent on this movie night, really.<</if>> And I have to be honest that all your eating does worry me, but it doesn't change that fact. I'm sorry if you felt like I was judging you or anything, it's... it's a problem for //me// to work out." "Woah, woah, it's okay Emma! I like you too, I'm not mad, I just... wanted to clear the air is all," you say with a smile. "I'm not planning to eat you or anyone close to you, if that helps." "I wasn't //really// thinking that you would, but..." Emma says. She shakes her head and you notice her shoulders relax. "Thanks, it is nice to have the confirmation." "Of course," you reply. "And you know, if you ever want to talk about your drunk eating situation, I'm here for you." "You know I think I've had enough real talk for one night actually," she says with a laugh. "But... I'll keep that in mind. Thanks." "Movie time, then?" you say. She looks at you with a smile that creases her eyes. "Movie time."\ <</replace>><<replace "#continue">><<include "EmmaMovieNight_TEXT">><</replace>><</link>> <<link "Leave it be and just watch the movie">><<replace "#choice">>\ But, you decide to leave the issue alone. It's not really your business what she worries about, and for that matter who or what you eat aren't really her business. So, you just get comfortable on your bed and wait for her to get the movie ready.\ <</replace>><<replace "#continue">><<include "EmmaMovieNight_TEXT">><</replace>><</link>> \ <<else>>\ <<done>><<replace "#continue">><<include "EmmaMovieNight_TEXT">><</replace>><</done>>\ <</if>>

<<set $eatenByIzumi to true>><<if $predName is "soda">><<set _soda to true>><<else>><<set _soda to false>><</if>><<set $predName to "Izumi">><<set $predSS to 80>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "Izumi_PreyStruggle">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "Izumi(TEXT)">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "Izumi_Actions">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Dinner- Izumi: Escape">>\ "Um, you're welcome?" you say, not really sure what she just said. When you start to lean back to a normal position after setting down the drinks, she grabs your hands. Your eyes go wide as you immediately realize that as far as she's concerned, she //is// still looking at her food. She yanks you forward over the table and starts to feed your hands into her mouth without another word. "Hey, stop!" you shout, trying to pull back away from her as your fingers drag along her tongue. However, before you can plant your feet on the ground to get some leverage she tugs you forward too far for you to reach, a powerful swallow sending your hands down her throat. <<if _soda>>"I'm sorry about the soda!"<<else>>"Don't you have enough to eat already!?"<</if>> She ignores your protest, treating you with the same ravenous impatience as the food you watched her eat, eagerly gulping you down at an alarming pace. You flail your legs and try to struggle against her grip, but nothing you can manage from this position seems to impede her. Soon your head is dragged into the dark, slick confines of her mouth, then quickly plunged down into the tight embrace of her throat. Any hope of avoiding your fate soon fades. @@color:orange;You were overpowered.@@ You feel your hands press down into something warm and mushy, slowly sinking into the sludge as you start to exit out into her stomach. It isn't long before your head follows suit, getting squeezed out of her esophagus and shoved face first into the slurry of partially digested food that's built up in her gut. You start to squirm in disgust as you're forced below the surface. For a brief moment, you're actually relieved at how quickly she's swallowing you down, as it isn't long before enough of you is forced into her belly for you to be able to get your head back above the disgusting tide of slop. Soon, you feel your feet slide into her mouth and her lips seal shut behind you. A few more swallows send the last of your body down into her stuffed gut. You squirm and shift against the disgusting pile of half-chewed pasta and partially digested bread you've been imprisoned with, attempting in vain to get into a position where you aren't partially submerged in the sludge. Her stomach roars around you as it eagerly churns away at the feast it's been given. Digestion is clearly already in full swing, but the one silver lining of the current circumstances is that the sheer volume of food seems to be diluting her stomach acid, at least for now. You gag as the acrid air inside her assaults your nose, the overwhelming scent of garlic mixing horribly with the already unpleasant odor of her digestive fluids. "This is disgusting, let me out!" you shout, pushing against the walls of her stomach. Izumi's only response is to let out a deep, rumbling belch. Shortly after, <<if _soda>>an icy splash of liquid douses your head, the bubbles from the soda tickling your skin<<else>>an icy splash of water douses your head<</if>>. You start to protest, only to be interrupted by a wad of slightly chewed spaghetti being dumped onto you. She's still eating! You need to get out before you're completely buried.<<set $sceneAttack to -2>><<set $sceneDefense to 0>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "preyOptions">></div>

<<Time 17.75>><<if $predName is "soda">><<set _soda to true>><<else>><<set _soda to false>><</if>><<set $predName to "!ERR:setPredName">>\ "Um, you're welcome?" you say, not really sure what she just said. When you start to lean back to a normal position after setting down the drinks, she grabs your hands. Your eyes go wide as you immediately realize that as far as she's concerned, she //is// still looking at her food. She yanks you forward over the table and starts to feed your hands into her mouth without another word. "Hey, stop!" you shout, trying to pull back away from her as your fingers drag along her tongue. You manage to plant your feet on the ground before she can pull you too far, digging your heels in and pushing your thighs against the edge of the table to resist her attempt to swallow you. <<if _soda>>"I'm sorry about the soda!"<<else>>"Don't you have enough to eat already!?"<</if>> She grunts in frustration, almost biting down on your fingers as she tightens her grip and tries again to pull you toward her. You hold firm and strain against her, feeling yourself starting to slip away. Finally, your hands break free, but because you were pulling so hard you're thrown backwards, knocking over one of the stacks of sandwiches she'd set up in the process. @@color:yellowgreen;You managed to escape.@@ "Ugh, you ruined my meal!" Izumi growls, standing up and placing her hands on the table. "Hey, that wouldn't have happened if you didn't try to eat me!" you snap back. "You were part of the meal!" "You're crazy!" You glance down at the table, then back up at her. Defiantly, you swipe one of the sandwiches you knocked over before fleeing the scene. You still need something to eat yourself, after all, and you doubt she'd leave you alone if you tried to stay in the dining hall. "Hey!" she shouts after you. Luckily, it doesn't seem like she's giving chase. Once you're upstairs you risk stopping to look back, and sure enough she's still at the table you left her, having already resumed her meal after your interruption. You breathe a sigh of relief and continue on your way back to your dorm. [[Head back to your room->September 5th- Night]] <<set $metIzumi to true>>

/* A reminder to myself if I look at this one for reference in the future that the sceneattack/defense was set differently than normal here */ <<if ($health <= 0) or ($stamina <= 0)>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $stamina <= 0>> Your arms start to tremble and shake, barely even making a dent in the stomach walls anymore when you try to push out. They drop to your sides like lead and you find it difficult just to lift them again. Your legs have given out on you as well--your energy is completely spent. <<else>> It's no use, her experienced stomach is just too strong for you to handle. You aren't sure you would have had a chance even without all of the food impeding you. You start to lose yourself to the churning of her gut, unable to muster any more strength to fight. <</if>> You're helpless to do anything as your body is slowly buried in the mass of partially digested food. New chunks of bread and pasta get piled onto your head and chest while the sludge the older food has become churns away around your lower body, gradually sealing every last bit of space inside your gastric tomb. An occasional splash of cold <<if _soda>>soda<<else>>water<</if>> keeps you from nodding off despite your exhaustion. Long before Izumi's appetite has reached its limit, you find yourself completely submerged in the roiling slop surrounding you, and not long after you finally lose consciousness. Izumi hardly seems to register the end of your struggle, continuing to stuff her face despite the utter lack of space remaining in her stomach. With no more room to fill, the food in her gut starts to compact to accommodate the ongoing feast, making her belly tighten and stretch to its absolute limit. She starts to slow down and take more frequent breaks to release some gas and soothe herself, but she seems intent on finishing every last bite of the meal she prepared. <<if $fat > 34>>She clearly starts to struggle when she's down to the last few mouthfuls, actually fully chewing each bite for once and massaging her dangerously tight gut before picking her fork back up for the next. But, she still manages, instantly leaning back and letting her fork clatter onto the plate. "Hah... oh my," she sighs, panting heavily and letting her arms drop to her sides, "she was //*urp*// more filling than I thought..." She gently rubs her enormous belly with one hand, her skin pulled completely taught. Its contents is so tightly packed that it feels like a single solid mass, no give at all when she pushes in. Gurgling roars through the air of the dining hall as her stomach eagerly works to start breaking down the feast it was given. Izumi smiles and sinks back even further into her chair, not planning on moving anywhere anytime soon.<<else>>Soon enough, she polishes the final plate and drops her fork, leaning back in her seat with a satisfied smile. "Ahhh... Delicious..." she mumbles, panting a little. She sinks back even further into her seat and starts to gently massage her gut, its contents so tightly packed that there's barely any give when she pushes against her skin. "She was not the best match for pasta, but //*urrp*// not the worst addition..." Gurgling roars through the air of the dining hall as her stomach eagerly works to break down the feast it was given. Though the room has mostly emptied by now, Izumi and her enormous belly clearly have no intention of leaving anytime soon.<</if>> <<include "Life Lost">> <</append>> <<else>> <<switch $acidStage>> <<case 1>> <<append "#digestion">> Izumi seems intent on filling every inch of space in her stomach, still constantly packing more food in to join you. You're starting to become more afraid of getting completely sealed in than you are of digestion. At this point, nearly half of your body is submerged in the slurry of digesting food no matter how you position yourself. As if that weren't unpleasant enough, even on the parts of you that are above the tide you can feel occasional strands of spaghetti draped over or clinging to your skin. Then, finally, you get a brief reprieve. Izumi leans back in her seat and for the first time the flow of new food pauses. Your relief is short lived as a splash of <<if _soda>>bubbling liquid<<else>>water<</if>> soon douses you, feeling ice cold compared to the sweltering air and molten slop surrounding you. You feel her pat her belly, then the chamber rumbles around you, slightly squeezes in, and a loud belch erupts from her lips. The walls seem to remain a bit tighter as she once again returns to stuffing her face.<<set $sceneDefense += 2>> @@color:yellow;It's getting difficult to move, you won't be able to put up a fight for much longer if things continue like this!@@ <</append>> <<case 2>> <<append "#digestion">> If it wasn't putting you in extreme peril, you would be amazed at how much food she's packing away. By now her belly must be big enough that it could easily be holding a second person. You're covered nearly up to your neck in the sludge the rest of her meal has become--at this point, you doubt anyone looking from the outside could even tell that you're in here. There's another pause in her feast, but by now you know better than to think her appetite has reached its limit. As you've felt before she leans back, gives her belly a gentle pat, then chugs down some more of her <<if _soda>>soda<<else>>water<</if>>. You reflexively squirm as the cold liquid drenches your face, making you realize just how much your movements are being restrained at this point. Even if her stomach acids don't get to you, you doubt you'll be able to put up any kind fight for much longer.<<if _soda>> Izumi pats her belly and burps. You're given a glimmer of hope as instead of going back to eating, she starts to massage herself and lets out a contented sigh. Only for that hope to be dashed as she squeezes her gut to push out another belch, going right back to her feast with the extra pressure relieved.<</if>><<set $sceneDefense += 2>> @@color:yellow;Her acids are rising and you're running out of room to move, you won't survive much longer in here!@@ <</append>> <<case 3>> <<append "#digestion">> <<addclass "#actions" "hide">> <<set $health to 0>> Panic completely sets in and you start to struggle furiously as the space inside of Izumi all but runs out. You can barely even keep your face above the tide of digestive slop, focusing all your efforts just on maintaining that small pocket of air. But, inevitably, outlasting her gluttony proves to be impossible. Half-chewed food keeps piling up around your head, and before long you're completely submerged. You hold your breath and keep trying to struggle, but you can feel your energy quickly draining. It isn't long before you pass out, claimed by the churning mass of partially digested bread and pasta. Izumi hardly seems to register the end of your struggle, continuing to stuff her face despite the utter lack of space remaining in her stomach. With no more room to fill, the food in her gut starts to compact to accommodate the ongoing feast, making her belly tighten and stretch to its absolute limit. She starts to slow down and take more frequent breaks to release some gas and soothe herself, but she seems intent on finishing every last bite of the meal she prepared. <<if ($fat > 34) or ($fullness > 0)>>She clearly starts to struggle when she's down to the last few mouthfuls, actually fully chewing each bite for once and massaging her dangerously tight gut before picking her fork back up for the next. But, she still manages, instantly leaning back and letting her fork clatter onto the plate. "Hah... oh my," she sighs, panting heavily and letting her arms drop to her sides, "she was //*urp*// more filling than I thought..." She gently rubs her enormous belly with one hand, her skin pulled completely taught. Its contents is so tightly packed that it feels like a single solid mass, no give at all when she pushes in. Gurgling roars through the air of the dining hall as her stomach eagerly works to start breaking down the feast it was given. Izumi smiles and sinks back even further into her chair, not planning on moving anywhere anytime soon.<<else>>Soon enough, she polishes the final plate and drops her fork, leaning back in her seat with a satisfied smile. "Ahhh... Delicious..." she mumbles, panting a little. She sinks back even further into her seat and starts to gently massage her gut, its contents so tightly packed that there's barely any give when she pushes against her skin. "She was not the best match for pasta, but //*urrp*// not the worst addition..." Gurgling roars through the air of the dining hall as her stomach eagerly works to break down the feast it was given. Though the room has mostly emptied by now, Izumi and her enormous belly clearly have no intention of leaving anytime soon.<</if>> <<include "Life Lost">> <</append>> <</switch>> <</if>>

<<if _soda>><<set $sceneDefense -= 1>><</if>> <<set _roll to random(1,20)>> <<if $acidStage < 3>> <<if ($progress < 3) or (_roll < 5)>> <<set $predAction to "eat">> <<set _predActionIntensity to 0>> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll > 7>> Over the constant gurgling and groaning of her stomach at work, you can faintly hear Izumi chewing and swallowing as she continues her feast. Yet more food is dumped onto you as your surroundings continue to get more and more cramped. You can feel mushy chunks of bread being dropped onto you, the scent of garlic somehow getting even stronger. <<elseif _roll < 14>> Not worried about your struggle, Izumi continues on with her binge as if nothing had changed. Chunks of half-chewed sandwich are squeezed out onto you from her esophagus above, quickly sliding down and mixing into the foul sludge surrounding you as her stomach churns. It feels like the waterfall of new food is never going to end. <<else>> You can feel even more food piling in on top of you, slimy bits of pasta dropping down onto your head and chest. Some mostly intact strands of spaghetti stay clinging to your skin or tangled in your hair. The tide of warm, noxious slop surrounding you grows ever higher as each new mouthful of food is mashed into the churning mass. <</if>> <</append>> <<elseif _roll < 15>> <<set $predAction to "massage">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> A splash of cold water strikes you, then for once the onslaught of new food seems to stop. You can feel Izumi running her hands along her belly, pushing in extra hard whenever she finds a point where you're causing a noticeable bulge. She sighs. "You're just food, stop interrupting my meal," she says, rubbing her hands a little deeper for a moment. She then lets out a loud burp and giggles to herself. <</append>> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "squeeze">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <</if>> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "none">> <</if>>

<<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "normal">> <<if ($predDefense + $sceneDefense) > 3>> <<append "#digestion">> You try to push out at the walls of her stomach, but the constant churning of her gut and flow of new food being dumped onto you makes it difficult to concentrate. Even when you do manage to make a reasonable strike, you find that the slurry of partially digested food surrounding you softens your blow to the point that you aren't sure if she even felt it. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<case "strong">> <<if ($predDefense + $sceneDefense) > 3>> <<append "#digestion">> You try to thrash and squirm against the walls of her stomach, desperate to be freed from your disgusting prison, but moving much at all is made difficult by all of the food packed in alongside you. It feels like trying to move in wet cement at times, requiring a serious amount of effort just to push through the added barrier, not to mention the constant addition of more food disrupting your focus. You have to pause and catch your breath long before feeling like you accomplished much. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<case "brace">> <<append "#digestion">> <<addclass "#braceStruggle" "hide">> <<set $braced to false>> You attempt to give yourself some reprieve from the churning of her stomach by curling up tight into a more defensive position. However, this quickly proves to be impossible under the current circumstances. All of the food packed in around you makes it difficult to move your limbs at all, even moreso to bring them closer to your body, and her stomach is so active already that you keep getting jostled around long before you can secure yourself. With a frustrated grumble, you abandon the idea and turn your attention back towards escape. <</append>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <<case "damaged">> <<if $healthThreshold is 3>> <<append "#digestion">> Her stomach rages around you, constantly churning as it works to try and mix you into the gastric sludge surrounding you. Even with the growing amount of food acting as a buffer, you can feel that her acids are starting to get to you, making your skin tingle and itch. @@color:red;If you don't get out in time, you'll be melted down just like the rest of her feast.@@ <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<case "progress">> <<if ($progress is 1) and _soda>> <<append "#digestion">> As you frantically squirm and struggle against the walls, you actually feel Izumi seem to pause for once. A belch rumbles through the walls, followed by a few smaller burps. Izumi slaps her belly a few times, mumbling something about bubbles between another chain of small burps. Before long she's back to stuffing her face, but the brief interruption gives you hope. @@color:yellowgreen;You're starting to wear her down!@@ <</append>> <<elseif $progress is 3>> <<append "#digestion">> One of your pushes seems to hit just the right spot, causing the stomach walls to tense up, squeezing tighter in an erratic rhythm for a moment before recovering. A burp escapes Izumi's lips as the walls return to normal. She grumbles, and for the first time she gives her belly a hard smack that's clearly directed at you. "Why are you fighting? You're part of my meal, I'm trying to finish," she says, giving her gut another smack. "You're ruining pasta night." "Good!" you shout, though immediately regret it as a chunk of soggy garlic bread finds its way into your open mouth. You gag and think better of speaking up again before you're free. @@color:lime;Keep it up, she can't hold out much longer!@@ <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<default>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</switch>>

<<Time 18>>Just as things are starting to look hopeless, one of your blows against the stomach walls ends with your arm pushing into a much tighter tunnel of flesh. Izumi flinches, causing the stomach walls to shudder around you. You can feel her body start to try and force your hand back down, mushing the latest clump of food sent to join you into your hand in the process. Realizing the opportunity, you push forward as hard as you can, planting your feet against the stomach walls and putting all your strength into forcing your way back up her throat. Her throat ripples around you as she attempts to swallow you back down. You hold firm, feeling her start to squeeze her belly and thump a hand against her chest to try and dislodge you. And based on the resistance you're fighting against, you fully believe she could get you back down under normal circumstances. But her gluttony is working against her: because of how relentlessly she'd been choking down her meal, there's quite a bit of partially chewed food backed up in her throat from the blockage you're making, and her body doesn't appreciate it. The pressure becomes too much and you feel her stomach clamp down hard around you, squeezing you back up toward freedom. The journey through her throat is still slow, Izumi desperate to try and retain her meal, but she's lost too much ground to keep you down now. Slowly but surely, you emerge back out into the cool air of the dining hall. Your body slides out across the table in front of her, sending dishes clattering and, as if you weren't already dirty enough, rubbing the entire front of your body through a half eaten plate of ziti. Once enough of your arms are out to be able to get a grip on the edge of the table, you pull the rest of yourself free and the ordeal is finally over. You roll off the table and onto the floor to make sure that there's some distance between you. <<if $turn > 7>>You collapse onto the ground in a heap, gasping for fresh air. There wasn't a second longer that you could have survived in there, just moments away from getting suffocated in a tomb of partially digested food. You're completely naked and feeling weak, but manage to pull yourself back up to your feet.<<elseif $turn > 2>>You struggle to push yourself back up, panting a little. It feels a little strange to not be in such a cramped space anymore. Even through the buffer of all the other food, you can feel that her stomach was able to eat away at your outfit enough that you're barely clothed anymore.<<else>>You quickly get back up to your feet, still a little shocked from the experience. Her acids don't seem to have had enough time to do much to your clothes, but they're still far from salvageable given the circumstances.<</if>> You turn back to Izumi, then almost vomit yourself as you see the scene of your escape. Evidently, quite a bit of the sludge you were sharing her gut with hitched a ride with you. You try not to think about the fact that you can still feel quite a bit of it clinging to you as well. Izumi is bent over, clutching her gut and looking queasy. She looks up at you and glares, muttering what must be insults in japanese under her breath. <<if $totalEscaped > 1>>Even more desperate to get clean than usual<<else>>Desperate to get clean<</if>>, you don't risk taking the time to taunt the upperclassman, immediately making a break for the stairs to get back to your dorm. "You belong in my stomach!" she calls out after you. "My meals don't get away..." You ignore her, rushing out of the dining hall and through the halls, not stopping for anything until you're back at the door to your room. <<set $metIzumi to true>><<include "playerPreyEscape">>[[Get cleaned up->Eaten By Izumi- Recovery]]

<<Time 18.5>>You quickly unlock the door and step inside, heading straight for the bathroom to shower off. Luckily, Emma still isn't back from the dining hall so you have complete privacy. You still close the bathroom door just in case. <<if $outfitState is "gone">>You get into the shower before even getting the water on, desperate to finally wash away the disgusting mess clinging to your body. The water is freezing against your skin at first, but it's overpowered by the relief of the sludge rinsing off of you long enough to reach a more manageable temperature.<<elseif $outfitState is "damaged">>You turn on the water and immediately jump into the shower, not even bothering to remove your clothes yet. The water is freezing against your skin at first, but it's overpowered by the relief of the sludge rinsing off of you long enough to reach a more manageable temperature. Once enough of it has cleared for you to be able to tell where your clothes end and the half digested food begins, you peel off the tattered remains of your outfit and briefly lean out of the shower to toss it in the garbage.<<else>>You turn on the water and start to peel off your clothes, gagging as you do so. Digestion may not have done much to the fabric, but the activity in her gut was still enough to ruin them beyond hope of salvaging. Once you're naked, you step into the warm stream to finally get clean.<</if>> Since you don't have anything else left to do tonight, you take the opportunity to really take your time and make sure every inch of you is polished after going through that ordeal, enjoying the soothing feeling of the water over your skin. You go extra heavy on the soap to make sure you definitely get rid of any residual scent left behind, the foul odor from inside Izumi's gut still lingering up till now. The water is starting to get cold and your fingers are pruning by the time you finally decide to step out and get changed. You dry yourself off, don your towel, and step back into the room with a contented sigh. "<<if $emmaRel > 1>>Heya<<else>>Hey<</if>> $name!" Emma says as you open the bathroom door. She's sitting on her bed, giving you a somewhat worried look. "I was afraid that was you back there in the dining hall... What happened?" <<if $emmaRel < 2>>"I got eaten," you say with a shrug, pulling out your pajamas and heading back into the bathroom to get changed. "Yeah, uh, fair enough I guess..." Emma says with a somewhat nervous laugh.<<else>>"It was a real 'curiosity killed the cat' situation," you say with a slight laugh. "Long story short I ended up sharing a stomach with enough food to feed five families." "Oh gosh, that sounds disgusting!" "Yep," you reply, pulling out your pajamas and heading back into the bathroom. "I'm gonna get changed."<</if>> After closing the door, you quickly put on your clothes, then return to the room, heading for your bed.<<set $outfit to "pjs">><<set $outfitState to "normal">> "<<if $emmaTrainForZoey > 0>>We should just put off the escape training after that, how about we watch a movie or something instead?<<else>>Hey, do you want to watch a movie or something?<</if>> Unwind a little after having to go through that?" Emma asks as you drop back onto your bed with a sigh. \ [[Sure->September 5th- Night: Movie]] <<link "Nah">><<replace "#choice">>\ <<if $emmaRel is 0>>\ "Nah, not in a movie mood," you say. "Um, are you sure? I feel like we haven't really spent much time just hanging out together yet," she says, fidgeting a little. "I'd really like to do something, just the two of us, if you have the time. We can get to know each other better, you know?" \ [[Fine->September 5th- Night: Movie]] <<link "Not interested">><<replace "#insist">>\ "I'm not interested," you grumble, giving her an annoyed look. "Okay, that's... fine. Sorry for being pushy," she says. She sits down on her own bed and pulls out her phone, her expression a mix of frustration and embarrassment.<</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</link>> <<else>>\ "Ah, I don't think I'm really in the mood for a movie tonight, sorry," you say, taking a seat on your bed. "Maybe another time." "Oh, no problem, that's fine, I totally understand!" Emma says, looking a tiny bit disappointed. She sits back on her own bed, pulling out her phone and quickly getting lost scrolling through it. <<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</if>><</replace>><</link>> You pull out your laptop to pass the time, flicking through your feed on The Portal for a little while, then booting up an old game you haven't played in a while but suddenly felt the urge to jump back into. <<if $fullness > 0>>You idly rub your shrinking gut while you relax, feeling what's left of $lastPrey churning away and getting processed by your body.<<elseif $eatenBySunnyRescue or ($anatomyDemonstration > 1) or $unbirthedByJanet>>You're glad to finally be able to relax and unwind, putting the strange events of the day behind you.<<else>>You slowly sink deeper into your bed as you relax and get sucked into the game.<</if>> Hours pass as you get sucked into the game<<if $emmaRel > 0>>, occasional brief conversations with Emma the only thing keeping you from getting completely lost. Eventually, she gets up and goes to take her nightly shower, and you start to realize how tired you're getting. So, when you hear her shut the water off you close your laptop, heading into the bathroom right behind her when she steps out.<<else>>, getting completely lost in it and barely realizing how long it's been. It isn't until Emma heads into the bathroom for her nightly shower that you realize how late it's getting. You decide it's probably about time to call it a night yourself, and when you hear the water shut off in the bathroom you close your laptop, heading into the bathroom right behind her when she steps out.<</if>> [[Get ready for bed->September 5th- End of Day]]

<<Time 11.25>><<set $tempJanet to 0>>/*(tracker for how successful you've been pleasuring her, unset in any escape passage. get +1 for an escape attempt, +2 or more for choosing the pleasure option)*/<<set $janetWilling to true>>\ You're dragged along with Janet as she makes her way through the halls, bouncing a little with each of her footsteps. The slick walls rub against you with each little bounce, gently caressing your body. She isn't moving very fast, and the slow cadence makes it feel like you're being rocked to sleep. The feeling isn't helped by the fact that she's constantly massaging her belly as she walks. "So... where are you going?" you ask. "We're going to one of my classes," she replies, giving you a pat on the back. "But don't you worry about that my little bunny, just relax and let yourself rest.~ You're safe and sound in there, I'll take care of you for a while." "Please don't call me that..." you sigh. You shift a little as she walks. Admittedly, her womb has already put you in a shockingly comfortable position, but you're worried about getting too stiff to ever put up much resistance if you stay in such a cramped pose without moving. To that end, it occurs to you that you should at least find out how dire your situation is, since it seems like she doesn't plan on releasing you any time soon. "What year are you in, um... Janet?" "Third year, I'm a junior," she answers, still constantly rubbing her belly. Then for a moment her hands stop and she squeezes in a little tighter, giving you a hug. "And it is Janet, thank you for remembering.~" "Right... So are you going to let me out after class then? The coast should be clear." "Just get comfortable, bunny," she giggles, gently patting your back. You sigh and your shoulders sag a little. That seemed like a pretty clear message that she plans to keep you in here for quite a while, and if she's a junior you don't like your odds of being able to force your way out of here. For that matter, even if she wasn't that skilled you aren't entirely sure how to approach an escape from inside a womb, you're in unfamiliar territory. So for now, you just settle into the walls and use her time in class to consider your options. You hear the click of a door and soon faint rumblings of conversation reach your ear. Janet drops down into a seat with a sigh and leans forward, wrapping her arms around you. To her credit, you don't feel any kind of contact from the desk she must be sitting at, not even a little bump as she sat. She's clearly used to handling herself with a belly this size. Without much else to do, you attempt to listen in on the class she has to try and at least get something out of this experience. Unfortunately, trying to make out anything the teacher is saying over the muffling of Janet's womb and the extra barrier of being stowed under her desk proves to be a useless effort. Unable to hear anything and with nowhere to go, not to mention Janet constantly rubbing her belly in at least some capacity, you find yourself zoning out. You're barely even aware of the time that passes as the rest of the class goes by. Janet yawns and gets to her feet, slowly making her way out of the classroom. You jolt to attention as she goes on the move, a little worried about the fact that you were actually starting to doze off inside her. She notices your reaction and gives a cheerful giggle in response. "Don't let me interrupt you, just let yourself drift off," she whispers. "You're out of class now, can you please get me out of here? <<if $metZoey>>Zoey<<else>>That girl you were worried about<</if>> has definitely moved on by now," you say, nudging the walls with one arm. "Oh I'm sure, but there's always danger here at this school," Janet replies. "But you don't have to worry about that as long as you're in there, so I'll keep you safe for as long as I can, and you can keep filling me up."<<if $sunnyPhone>> You want to protest, but that's about what you expected and you don't get the sense you'll be able to convince her to willingly let you out. An idea suddenly hits you--if she's a junior, maybe Sunny would be able to help get you out of this situation. You pull out your phone, your confines becoming a little less comfortable with the pink, fleshy walls illuminated by the screen, and send a text informing her about your predicament. It doesn't take long for her to get back, but the message isn't quite what you were hoping for: "//LMAO that was you in there? I just had class with her lol//" You quickly reply insisting that you need some assistance getting out of here. "//Ah don't worry so much girl. Janet's pretty much harmless, only ever eaten like 2 people iirc and never the ones she lugs around Shell have to let you out eventually, just enjoy the ride for now :P *she'll//" You sigh and lean back into the walls, your hope of rescue dashed. With that idea being a bust, you really only see one option for getting out of here.<</if>> "No, you can't just keep me in here!" you shout<<if !$sunnyPhone>> back<</if>>, starting to squirm. You don't really have much of a plan other than annoying her enough that she pushes you out herself--in a stomach you can force your predator to throw you up involuntarily, but you're not sure a womb would ever reject you in a similar fashion. Regardless, you don't really have any other options, so you push and shove against the walls as hard as you can in some attempt at freeing yourself. Janet comes to a stop as you start to struggle, sharply inhaling. Then with one good hit to the wall on your right side she... lets out a soft moan. While you're momentarily caught off guard, she squeezes you tight, clenching her muscles a little and wrapping her arms around her belly to put a stop to your movement. "Shhh... take it easy in there..." she says softly. "At least wait until I'm back in my room if you're going to be naughty." You don't have much choice in the matter as she continues on through the halls. Surprisingly, it still isn't really uncomfortable despite her keeping the pressure on you. You aren't being crushed, she's applying pressure in just the right spots to stop any significant movement, keeping you snugly held in place. Soon, you hear the sound of a door closing, then feel Janet sit down on what feels like a bed. "There we go, back home, safe and sound~" she says, finally easing up her grip on you. She goes back to massaging her belly. "Have you settled down now, my little bunny? Are you not comfortable?" "So you've done this to people a lot, huh?" you sigh, ignoring her questions. You don't want to admit that you actually are very comfortable right now. "Of course, I just love the feeling of being full like this," she says with a contented sigh, laying back on her bed. Your whole world shifts as she rolls onto her side, idly running one hand along the side of her belly. "It feels like I'm empty when there's no one inside me, I hate staying like that for long. And I wouldn't lie to you, bunny, Zoey really was on the hunt earlier and I did this to protect you." "Sure, but again, she's long gone by now." "She's still out there //somewhere//... Like I said, this keeps us both safe. No one can get you in there, and very few people are capable of still swallowing someone with a belly this big even if they could fit both of us in their stomach," she says, yawning at the end of her sentence. "And even then, it's really painful to do so no one would do it just out of the blue..." "Right..." you sigh. On some level you're impressed with her scheme for keeping herself pretty much permanently off the menu. "Now, go ahead and get nice and cozy..." she says with another yawn, snuggling up against her belly. "Nothing to worry about anymore my little bunny, let yourself get some rest..." You grunt in indignation--she's going to just fall asleep with you in here! Although, it could be a good opportunity to irritate her into letting you out, surely she wouldn't be able to nap with you squirming in here. You also noticed before that even though you're fully in her womb, any serious movement seemed to be... pleasurable to her. It may not be the most pleasant idea for //you//, but focusing your efforts on trying to get her off first instead of directly escaping might... loosen things up. Then again, it's not like you're in danger, and she has to //eventually// let you go, not to mention she's clearly much more experienced at keeping people in her womb than you are at getting out of one. Maybe it would be for the best to just wait it out... \ <<link "Attempt to escape">><<replace "#choice">><<set $janetWilling to false>><<set $tempJanet += 1>><<set $stamina to Math.clamp($stamina - 40, 0, $staminaMax)>>\ Refusing to let her keep you captive, you kick to life, starting to thrash and squirm against the slick flesh that encases you. Aiming to get her frustrated enough to release you, you try to target the spots that you can feel her resting against you from the outside. She lets out a little whimper and starts to gently massage her belly. "Hey, come on, settle down..." she coos. "It'll be okay, just relax... I'm trying to take a nap..." "Then let me out first!" you protest, continuing to struggle with all the strength you can muster. Then, just like in the hall, she squeezes you just hard enough to disrupt you. You keep trying to fight despite the resistance, but that just tires you out faster, and you're forced to give in long before you've managed to accomplish much of anything. "There you go, that's a good bunny...~" she says softly, sounding like she's already drifting off to sleep. You're not ready to admit defeat yet, but you're too exhausted to do much right now. Maybe you'll have more luck once she's asleep... [[Catch your breath->Unbirthed By Janet- Evening]]\ <</replace>><</link>> <<link "Pleasure her">> <<set $stamina to Math.clamp($stamina - 40, 0, $staminaMax)>> <<set $janetWilling to false>> <<set _rand to random(2,4)>> <<set $tempJanet += (_rand + $resilience)>> <<replace "#choice">>\ You take a deep breath and swallow your pride, coming to terms with what you're going to have to do if you want to get out of here on your terms. Then, you push out against warm walls surrounding you and start to gently run your hands along them, occasionally pushing out even harder for a brief moment. While you aren't entirely sure what the best approach is here, your aim is to give her a sort of internal massage. You feel her shift a little around you and let out a little moan under her breath. "Mmmh... that's..." she starts to say, getting cut off by an involuntary squeak as you push out hard for a moment. "That's nice... but you don't have to..." Encouraged, you keep going, shifting your legs a little too to try and amplify the feeling you're creating. You feel her start to cuddle even closer to her belly, making all kinds of little noises that clearly show your efforts are paying off. You could swear that the flesh around you is even starting to get a little hotter. You keep going despite starting to feel exhausted, until finally you manage to get a much louder moan out of her. Unfortunately, almost immediately after she squeezes in on you like she did in the hall, putting a stop to your efforts. "That was... lovely, my little bunny~" she sighs, hugging her belly a little tighter. "But I would rather rest right now, you should too..." She keeps the pressure up to make sure you stop, and even if she didn't you don't really have the energy to do much else right now. So you let yourself rest for now, hoping she'll still be at least a little worked up by the time you can try again. [[Catch your breath->Unbirthed By Janet- Evening]]\ <</replace>> <</link>> <<link "Just relax and play along">><<replace "#choice">>\ You sigh and let yourself relax, giving no resistance to the warm flesh wrapped around you. Your best bet, you feel, is to just wait things out until she's had her fun. Plus, you can't deny that you're actually very comfortable inside of her, especially now that she's wrapped around you in more ways than one. <<if $sunnyPhone>>Like Sunny said, you may as well enjoy the ride. <</if>> So, you close your eyes and start to join her in dozing off. [[Take a nap->Unbirthed By Janet- Evening]]\ <</replace>><</link>>\

<<Time 16.75>><<set $stamina to Math.clamp($stamina + 30, 0, $staminaMax)>>\ "...eah I got a freshman this morning..." "Thank god, I've spent more than enough time in there this week..." You can faintly hear two voices chatting nearby, though they sound very muffled. You blink your eyes and start to stretch out, before realizing that you're in total darkness and surrounded by fleshy walls. For a brief moment you panic and lash out with your arms, but then you wake up enough to remember your current situation. You blush a little in the darkness of Janet's womb, embarrassed that you not only managed to fall asleep, but slept soundly in here. "Oh! Sorry bunny, I didn't mean to wake you, you can go back to resting," Janet coos, gently running a hand up and down her belly. You can feel that she's sitting down right now, you probably weren't asleep much longer than she was. "Who else is here? I heard a second voice." "That's my roommate, Martha!" Janet replies. "Hey," the other voice says with a sigh. "Can you make her get me out of here?" you say. "Pfft, no," Martha replies. "Only way I could get her to do that is if I took your place, which ain't happening. She's relentless about this." "Aw, c'mon, I know you like it in there. You're my favorite bunny.~" "I..! It's not the worst, but I don't want to spend half of the first week in there. I'm already in some trouble from missing my full first two days of classes thanks to you..." Martha grumbles. "Not to mention I didn't get to do anything on my first massacre on the other side... So yeah, sorry whoever you are, you're stuck for a while. Honestly you should just take her advice and sleep through this, it is a pretty comfortable place for it." "Fair enough, I guess..." you sigh. "You ready to eat? My Thursday schedule blows and I didn't have time for lunch," Martha asks. "Sure! I dozed off after class thanks to my little bunny here," Janet replies, patting her belly, "so I haven't eaten since breakfast either." Janet carefully gets to her feet, cradling her belly from above and below to stop you from getting jostled too much. Then she goes on the move, the two of them heading out of their dorm to go to dinner. You're still a little drowsy<<if !$janetWilling>>, not feeling like you're ready to make another push yet<<else>>, almost starting to fall asleep again from the rocking of her footsteps<</if>>. <<if $day4MinaTrainingOffer>>A sense of dread washes over you as the reality that it's almost dinner time already sinks in--you slept right through the time you'd agreed to meet with Mina while you were stuck in here. You can only hope she'll forgive you, and that nothing bad happened while she was sitting on her own waiting for you...<<set $minaEnd to "unknown">><<else>>It's a little worrying that it's almost dinner time already--so much for your other class. And from what Martha said, you could be stuck here for //days// if Janet doesn't find someone to replace you...<</if>> You start to hear some faint, muffled chatter as they pass into the dining hall. The two of them get some food, then find a place to sit. Once again, Janet is careful to never bump her belly into the table at all as she takes her seat. "So, what classes did you have today?" Martha asks. "Just Expansion Theory," Janet replies with a yawn, giving her belly an idle pat. "I swear, if you start lugging //two// people around all day..." "Huh? But I thought you and Jas wanted to--" "SHHH! Don't bring that up in front of... uh... your 'bunny'," Martha quickly blurts out. "And that's a short, one time thing, I meant doing //this// but with more than one person..." "Oh, no, I think I'd get too exhausted carrying around more than one full time... Feels nice though..." Their conversation carries on as they eat, just mundane talk between friends that doesn't interest you much. Even if you wanted to, the sensation of Janet eating is very distracting. You can hear her stomach groaning, and the sounds of her chewing and swallowing every bite. Then as digestion kicks in just on the other side of the fleshy wall you're facing, various groaning and burbling noises fill the air. It's a little disconcerting. But before long, the two finish their meal and start to head back to their dorm. <<if $janetWilling>>While you were content to play along so far, the sounds of digestion, and now the extra, subtle sloshing sound from her meal being jostled with her footsteps, are starting to put you on edge. Not to mention the insight from Martha that she's entirely willing to turn this extended stay into a multi-day affair. Maybe it might be better to try and get out of here on your own...<<else>>The subtle sloshing sound you can hear from her meal being jostled with every footstep is putting you even more on edge now. It occurs to you a little too late that interrupting her meal could have been a good strategy for annoying her into letting you go, but struggling while she's on the go might be even more successful. Janet still clearly has no intentions of releasing you any time soon, and according to Martha she's entirely willing to make this a multi-day affair. You need to fight your way out if you want this to be over any time soon.<</if>> \ <<link "Attempt to escape">> <<set $janetWilling to false>> <<set $stamina to Math.clamp($stamina - 40, -1, $staminaMax)>> <<set _roll to random(1,20)>> <<if ((_roll + $resilience) > (25 - $tempJanet)) or ($difficulty is "easy")>> <<goto [[Unbirthed By Janet- Evening: Escape]]>> <<else>> <<replace "#choice">><<set $tempJanet += 1>>\ Refusing to let this go on any longer, you start to thrash wildly inside of her. The first plan that pops into your mind is that you might be able to knock her over if you struggle while she's on the move. Falling on a full belly might hurt enough that she'll want to be done with you, or at the very least would serve as some kind of payback for kidnapping you like this. With your goal in mind, you thrash from side to side, throwing your full weight against each side before abruptly shoving against the other. "Hey, what..?" Janet says, stumbling a little and coming to a stop. She caresses the sides of her belly. "Take it easy in there!" You stop for a moment, waiting for her to move again. As soon as she seems content that you listened to her, she gives you an appreciative pat, then starts to walk again. You shove forward as hard as you can right away. She stumbles and nearly catches herself, but you pull back and push again before she can fully regain her balance. The flaw in your plan quickly becomes clear as she crashes onto the floor. You both cry out in pain as she slams onto the ground, your fleshy confines becoming painfully tight for the first time as her full bodyweight presses down on you. Janet groans as she rolls off of her belly and slowly starts to get up. @@color:orange;You weren't able to get out.@@ "Why..? she whimpers. "Because you won't let me out, I don't want to be stuck inside of you all day!" you shout. "You okay?" Martha asks. "Yeah, thanks..." Janet replies. She wraps her arms around her belly and brings you into a firm embrace. "Are you okay in there? Even if you probably deserved it for being such a naughty bunny, I bet that hurt you too..." "...I'm fine..." you grumble. "This doesn't have to be unpleasant, just try to relax..." Janet says, not relaxing her grip on you until she's in her dorm and comfortably seated on her bed. Feeling sore from the impact, and with your only current plan of escape thwarted, you decide to take her advice for now. [[Recover from your poorly conceived escape attempt->Unbirthed By Janet- Night]]\ <</replace>><</if>><</link>> <<link "Pleasure her">> <<set $stamina to Math.clamp($stamina - 40, -1, $staminaMax)>> <<set $janetWilling to false>> <<set _rand to random(2,4)>> <<set $tempJanet += (_rand + $resilience)>> <<replace "#choice">>\ Not feeling like you stand a chance at an escape without a bit more help from her body, you start to try and squirm in a way that will make her feel good. You push your arms out into the warm flesh around you and start to rub your hands in little circles, slowly widening your spiral and increasing the force you're pushing with at the same time, then easing back to the intensity you started at in the opposite direction. It's a little bit of a shot in the dark, but the massage seems to be doing the trick. "MMh... what are you doing in there..?" Janet says in a breathy voice. She starts to match your motions from the outside for a little while, then makes a sound like a whimper and abruptly stops, like she suddenly remembered that she's out in public at the moment. "H-Hold on for a minute bunny, we can... hahn..." "Oh, she worked out the way to get out pretty quick, huh?" you hear Martha say, sounding a little amused. "I was too embarrassed to try that the first time you got me." "Don't... don't give her ideas..." Janet says, followed by another moan under her breath. "Ah, you missed your chance in there anyways," Martha says, tapping you through Janet's belly. "We're back at the dorm already, should have gotten her worked up in the middle of the dining hall if you wanted her to get you out instead of just enjoying it." As she says that, you hear the muffled sound of a door opening. Then shortly after, Janet drops back onto her bed, slightly panting. You're starting to tire out, the motions you settled on more draining than you would have thought, but despite that and Martha's warning you keep pushing. You start to add an extra flourish of stopping, then abruptly pushing back out hard every time you're about to change directions. That seems to really get her. Her moans grow louder, while the walls around you start to get warmer and wetter under your efforts. But, you're starting to feel absolutely exhausted. You give one last, hard push before giving up, getting a final, gasping moan out of Janet. "Mmmh... thank you, my precious little bunny..." she purrs after it's clear you're done, sitting up to cradle her belly. There's a tiny hint of disappointment in her voice--you get the feeling she was right on the edge when you gave up. "But you don't have to do anything for me, go ahead and rest..." You sigh, panting a little. As much as you'd like to ignore her advice, you don't have the energy to do much more. But maybe now, once your strength is back, you'll have a chance at finishing her off. [[Catch your breath->Unbirthed By Janet- Night]]\ <</replace>> <</link>> <<link "Just relax and play along">><<replace "#choice">>\ <<if $janetWilling>>You shake your head, even though you're alone in a pitch black space. You still don't see a way you could force your way out of someone so experienced with this, and it really hasn't been that bad in here.<<else>>But, you just sigh, and accept defeat for now. With how much experience she clearly has with this, you feel like it would be pretty futile to try and force your way out. Plus, while you wouldn't admit it out loud, it really hasn't been that bad in here.<</if>> So, as the two of them head back into their dorm for the night, you just sink back into the walls of her womb and let yourself relax. [[Wait it out->Unbirthed By Janet- Night]]\ <</replace>><</link>>\

<<Time 20>>Janet spends the evening relaxing in her dorm, not moving from her spot on the bed for hours. She moves her hands every now and then, but always seems to be cradling her belly. You almost start to doze off, feeling very comfortable in the warm caress of her womb and not interested in any of the occasional bits of conversation between the two girls. After a while, Janet yawns and pushes herself up onto her feet. "I'm going to hop in the shower, I'm about ready to turn in for the night..." Janet says with another yawn. "Go ahead," Martha replies. "Wait, what? Turn in..? How late is it already?" you say. "A little after eight," Martha answers. "Another thing about Janet is that she spends more time asleep than awake, this is actually almost late for her to be going to bed." "What the hell... eight already..?" you mumble, more to yourself than anything. You felt like an hour had passed at most since they ate, you can't believe how quickly the day has slipped past you in here. "Don't worry, I'll stop moving around soon, then you can rest nice and easy~" Janet coos, gently running her hands over her belly. "Why not just let me out now if you're going to bed?" you say<<if !$janetWilling>>, somewhat panicked. You absolutely do not want to spend the night trapped inside of her<</if>>. "Because sleeping with my little bunny is the best part, silly," Janet says. You hear a door click shut somewhere behind you. "It's so comfortable, for both of us..." You hear the whine and rumble of her shower turning on, then feel her shifting in some odd ways. You're confused at first, but after she steps into the shower and you feel the water tapping against your back, you realize that she must have been disrobing. She starts to hum to herself as she washes off, clearly enjoying the warm stream of water. She seems to give special attention to her belly, very gently working her hands over every inch of it. But as you feel yourself starting to relax under the massage, it occurs to you that this is very likely your last chance to escape. And the odds you could actually succeed are likely better than they've been all day, given her lack of clothing. \ <<link "Attempt to escape">> <<set $janetWilling to false>> <<set $stamina to Math.clamp($stamina - 40, -1, $staminaMax)>> <<set _roll to random(1,20)>> <<if ((_roll + $resilience) > (22 - $tempJanet)) or ($difficulty is "easy")>> <<goto [[Unbirthed By Janet- Night: Escape]]>> <<else>> <<replace "#choice">><<set $tempJanet += 1>>\ Invigorated by that realization, you start to thrash against the walls of her womb. Janet lets out a little gasp and stops her massage. You keep up the struggle, having a more clear plan this time. You pay careful attention to the feeling of the walls as you push your hands against them, slowly turning yourself around as you probe at them. If this is your last chance, you figure you might as well at least attempt to brute force your way out. "Ohh..." Janet moans. You feel her lean back against the wall. "Okay little bunny, we can--//mmh//--play a little before bed if you want.~" You can feel a little movement above you, but she doesn't make any attempt to hinder your movement<<if $tempJanet > 0>>, fully playing along with your movement this time<</if>>. She doesn't seem to pay any mind to what you're actually doing while you struggle, allowing you to get yourself fully turned around without her taking notice.<<if $tempJanet > 2>> The walls around you have very quickly gotten much slicker, the heat of her body becoming sweltering.<</if>> From your new position, you manage to find what you're looking for, your hand grazing past a small indentation at the bottom of the chamber. Janet squeals as you abruptly shove one of your hands through, forcing your way back down into her vagina. You quickly follow it up with the other. The walls of the tight tunnel tremble around your arms, occasionally clamping down with intense pressure. Janet shifts her position a little to brace herself better, you can feel yourself getting lightly jostled as her legs tremble. "O-Oh no... you don't..." she mumbles, panting. The tight passage squeezes in hard around your arms, waves of tighter pressure rolling through the walls to try and drag you back to her womb. You try to fight back, planting your feet as firmly as you can to get some leverage as you try to continue your dive through her cervix. "Let... me... go!" you grunt, pushing with all your might. Slowly but surely your arms inch their way towards freedom, until you feel your fingers breach through her folds and into the humid air of the shower. Encouraged, you manage to keep it up until your hands are completely out. However, before you're able to do anything with them, Janet reaches down and claps her own hands over yours. She slides down the wall into a sitting position, using her grip and inner muscles to keep you locked into place. Then she takes a deep breath and pushes down on your hands, her vaginal muscles dragging you back toward her womb even harder than before, this time keeping up a constant pressure. It's too much for you to resist, especially with how lubricated the walls are at this point. @@color:orange;You weren't able to get out.@@ Janet pants and moans as you're forced back up into the prison of her womb, clearly enjoying the sensations. You can feel her still pleasuring herself with her hands even as your arms become out of reach, her moans starting to grow louder. Then, just as your fingertips slide back into her womb, sealing you inside, she lets out a desperate, unrestrained moan that quickly chains into a stream of erotic noises. The walls twitch and contract around you with erratic pressure as her climax rocks through her body. "Hahh... hah... there..." Janet pants, finally coming down from the pleasure. She wraps her arms and legs around her belly, still sitting on the floor of the shower. "Back where you belong...~" Too tired to continue, and a little embarrassed by what just went down, you give up, resigning yourself to having to spend the night inside of her. She slowly gets back to her feet, washing off for a little longer before finally stepping out of the shower. After drying off, she drops onto her bed with a contented sigh. "Sweet dreams, my little bunny~" she whispers, squeezing you slightly tighter for just a moment. <<CapacityXPCheck>>[[Go to sleep->September 5th to 6th]]\ <</replace>><</if>><</link>> <<link "Just accept the situation and spend the night in her">><<replace "#choice">><<if $janetWilling>><<set $playerWilling += 1>><</if>>\ You just sigh and lean back into her massage, accepting the situation you've ended up in. <<if $janetWilling>>At this point, you're honestly starting to enjoy your stay.<<else>>You've already gone this long, might as well just ride things out until she's had her fun.<</if>> Janet seems satisfied as you relax, giggling to herself and gently hugging her belly. You quickly lose track of time under the soothing sensations of her shower. Janet really takes her time, working her hands in deep as she enjoys the feeling of the warm water washing over her bloated belly. Between her humming, the massage, and the pleasant tapping against your back from the stream of water, you start to doze off already. You're so entranced that you were barely aware that she'd even stepped out of the shower by the time you feel her drop back onto her bed. She lays down on her side, wrapping herself around her belly in a full-bodied hug just like earlier. She shifts a little and snuggles even closer, then finally seems to settle on a comfortable position. "Sweet dreams, my little bunny~" she whispers, squeezing you slightly tighter for just a moment. <<if $janetWilling>>"Good night," you say with a yawn, fully accepting your situation. The instant you close your eyes, you feel yourself starting to drift off to sleep.<<else>>You sigh, embarrassed and a little frustrated by your situation. But there really isn't anything else you can do at this point, so you settle into the warm embrace of her womb and close your eyes, starting to drift off to sleep.<</if>> <<CapacityXPCheck>>[[Go to sleep->September 5th to 6th]]\ <</replace>><</link>>

<<set $outfitState to "drenched">><<unset $tempJanet>><<set $totalEscaped += 1>>Refusing to let this go on any longer, you start to thrash wildly inside of her. The first plan that pops into your mind is that you might be able to knock her over if you struggle while she's on the move. Falling on a full belly might hurt enough that she'll want to be done with you, or at the very least would serve as some kind of payback for kidnapping you like this. With your goal in mind, you thrash from side to side, throwing your full weight against each side before abruptly shoving against the other. "Hey, what..?" Janet says, stumbling a little and coming to a stop. She caresses the sides of her belly. "Take it easy in there!" You stop for a moment, waiting for her to move again. As soon as she seems content that you listened to her, she gives you an appreciative pat, then starts to walk again. You shove forward as hard as you can right away. She stumbles and nearly catches herself, but you pull back and push again before she can fully regain her balance. The flaw in your plan quickly becomes clear as she crashes onto the floor. You both cry out in pain as she slams onto the ground, your fleshy confines becoming painfully tight for the first time as her full bodyweight presses down on you. Janet gasps and seems to freeze. As the flash of pain passes, you realize that your shins are being squeezed by something much tighter. Somehow, someway, the impact managed to push your legs back through her cervix. @@color:yellowgreen;You managed to escape!@@ You take advantage of her similar shock at the turn of events, bracing your upper body against the walls and forcing your legs out as hard as you can. She gasps again and lets out a very distressed moan as your feet rush towards freedom. Before you can make it out, she starts to put up some resistance, her vagina clamping down on your calves. Determined to get out of this, you keep pushing as hard as you can, slowly inching your way toward freedom. Your excitement turns to dread as your toes start to meet some strange resistance, pressing against some kind of fabric. Of course, she still has her underwear on! As pathetic as it is to be stopped by just a tiny piece of clothing, with her current position and the poor leverage you have they're probably a bigger obstacle than her muscles. In your brief panic, she manages to pull you back in quite a bit, but you refuse to give up completely. "Shit, that really worked?" you faintly hear Martha say, though it's difficult to hear her over Janet's moaning. "Mmh..! M-Martha!" Janet moans. The two of you are in a stalemate, every time you gain a little ground again she manages to pull you back not long after. You're starting to blush from all the sounds she's making. "What do you want //me// to do? A-And don't just moan my name like that, we're in public!" Martha says "Just let her out!" "I can geeeHT!.. get her back in..." "Yeah I'm sure, but you're gonna cum your brains out right here in the hall before that with all the back and forth, idiot!" Martha says. "There's no one else around yet, just push her out before this gets even more embarrassing! Ugh, here..." Janet yelps and abruptly gives up on holding you back. Your feet surge forward, and this time push right through into open air. You're not sure what happened, but you don't waste the opportunity, putting everything you can into pushing the rest of your body out. Bit by bit, your body slides out of the increasingly slick tunnel of flesh, going smoothly up until most of your upper body has passed back into her vagina. It's much harder to get traction with your legs, especially with how slippery you are after your stay inside her, but eventually you're able to wriggle the rest of your body out. Your head slides back out with an uncomfortable //*pop*//, your arms quickly following as you fall backward. Disoriented, you struggle onto your feet, almost falling over from the slick fluid coating your entire body. Janet is laying on the ground panting, falling over onto her side shortly after your escape, her panties resting halfway down her legs. A girl, who you assume is Martha, is standing over her with an exasperated look on her face. She glances over at you and motions for you to get out of here. "...you're replacing her for that, meanie..." Janet mumbles after she's calmed down a little. "Yeah, I figured..." Martha sighs. You don't stick around for any more of their conversation, taking off down the hall to get back to the safety of your dorm. [[Go get cleaned up->Janet- Evening: Recovery]]

<<Time 17.25>>You rush back to your dorm and hurry inside, finding it empty, and head straight for the bathroom so you can get yourself cleaned up. After that ordeal, you feel like you need a shower for more reasons than just getting clean, still a little bewildered by the whole experience. The uncomfortable realization strikes you that you'd gotten so used to hearing Janet's heartbeat that the total silence of the room is now oddly frightening. Luckily, the feeling passes as the shower rumbles to life, and you quickly strip off your soiled clothes and step in. You let the water wash everything away, staying under the pleasant stream of warmth for much longer than was probably necessary to ensure you don't spend the rest of the day smelling like the inside of a womb. After a while though, your stomach whines and you start to realize that you're absolutely starving. Thanks to your stay in Janet, you haven't eaten anything since breakfast. So, you finally step out of the shower and get changed, immediately heading out to get dinner, though being sure to take a route that wouldn't risk bringing you back near Janet and Martha.<<set $outfitState to "normal">> [[Go to dinner->September 5th- Dinner]]

Invigorated by that realization, you start to thrash against the walls of her womb. Janet lets out a little gasp and stops her massage. You keep up the struggle, having a more clear plan this time. You pay careful attention to the feeling of the walls as you push your hands against them, slowly turning yourself around as you probe at them. If this is your last chance, you figure you might as well at least attempt to brute force your way out. "Ohh..." Janet moans. You feel her lean back against the wall. "Okay little bunny, we can--//mmh//--play a little before bed if you want.~" You can feel a little movement above you, but she doesn't make any attempt to hinder your movement<<if $tempJanet > 0>>, fully playing along with your movement this time<</if>>. She doesn't seem to pay any mind to what you're actually doing while you struggle, allowing you to get yourself fully turned around without her taking notice.<<if $tempJanet > 2>> The walls around you have very quickly gotten much slicker, the heat of her body becoming sweltering.<</if>> From your new position, you manage to find what you're looking for, your hand grazing past a small indentation at the bottom of the chamber. Janet squeals as you abruptly shove one of your hands through, forcing your way back down into her vagina. You quickly follow it up with the other. The walls of the tight tunnel tremble around your arms, occasionally clamping down with intense pressure. Janet shifts her position a little to brace herself better, you can feel yourself getting lightly jostled as her legs tremble. "O-Oh no... you don't..." she mumbles, panting. The tight passage squeezes in hard around your arms, waves of tighter pressure rolling through the walls to try and drag you back to her womb. You try to fight back, planting your feet as firmly as you can to get some leverage as you try to continue your dive through her cervix. "Let... me... go!" you grunt, pushing with all your might. Slowly but surely your arms inch their way towards freedom, until you feel your fingers breach through her folds and into the humid air of the shower. Encouraged, you manage to keep it up until your hands are completely out. Thinking fast to take advantage of your taste of freedom, you start to wriggle your fingers, awkwardly teasing her folds as best you can. With how overwhelmed with arousal she already was, that tiny extra layer of pleasure is too much for her to handle. She cries out and falls back onto the ground, moaning and clutching her belly. Any resistance she was giving to your escape disappears and you're able to push yourself through the slick passage with ease. As soon as your hands are far enough out to touch down on the wet tiles of the shower floor, you start to use them as extra leverage, crawling out from between her legs while your legs continue to push off of her womb. <<if $breastSize > 34>>For a brief moment, your breasts cause you to get stuck, but with a strong push you're able to squeeze them down into the uncomfortably tight passage out of her womb. The feeling of your chest passing through into her vagina pushes Janet over the edge, and she cries out in climax.<<else>>As your chest squeezes through her cervix and down into the slick passage below, Janet finally gets pushed over the edge and cries out in climax.<</if>> You quickly find yourself surging forward, the tight waves of pressure rocking through her body from the orgasm working to squeeze you out. @@color:yellowgreen;You managed to escape!@@ You slide out onto the slick tiles of the bathroom, the humid air almost feeling cold after becoming so used to the heat of her body. Every inch of your body--clothing, skin, hair--is absolutely drenched even before the water of the shower does much. You carefully get up to your feet, turning back to look at the scene of your escape. Janet is splayed out on the ground, completely naked and slouched back against the wall with her legs spread wide. She's panting heavily, a vacant look of bliss on the chubby girl's face. If your cheeks weren't already red from going through your escape, you're definitely blushing after seeing the state you left her in. You stumble out of the shower, eager to finally get away from this whole situation. Throwing open the door to the bathroom, you spot what must be Martha sitting on one of the beds in the room. She glances over at you, completely unfazed. "She //will// try to put you back in if you stick around, you know," she says, then turns her attention back to her phone with a sigh, as if this were a completely normal occurrence. You don't have to be told twice, hurrying out into the hall without a word. <<set $outfitState to "drenched">><<unset $tempJanet>><<set $totalEscaped += 1>>[[Hurry back to your dorm->Janet- Night: Recovery]]

<<Time 21>>You rush through the halls of Lampton and back over the bridge toward your dorm. Luckily, the campus is pretty quiet at this hour and you don't run into anyone else. When you arrive at your door you unlock it and step inside as quickly as you can, only to freeze as you spot Emma staring at you. "Oh $name! Thank... goodness..." she says, cocking her head a little. "...Hi..." you say, closing the door and hurrying into the room to grab a change of clothes. Since it's this late, you opt for something comfortable to use as pajamas. "Where have you been? That doesn't look like... And why do you smell... um..." Emma says, starting to blush. She glances away before finishing. "...sour..?" "It's a long story," you say with a sigh. "I've gotta shower." "Yeah, of course," she replies. You head into the bathroom, eager to get washed off. After the ordeal you've been through, you feel like you need a shower for more reasons than just getting clean. The uncomfortable realization strikes you that you'd gotten so used to hearing Janet's heartbeat that the total silence of the room is now oddly frightening. Luckily, the feeling passes as the shower rumbles to life, and you quickly strip off your soiled clothes and step in. You take your time washing off since you don't have anything else to do tonight, enjoying the soothing feeling of the water over your skin. You go extra heavy on the soap to make sure you definitely get rid of any residual scent left behind. The water is starting to get cold and your fingers are pruning by the time you finally decide to step out and get changed. You dry yourself off, don your clothes, and step back into the room with a contented sigh, feeling much better now that you've finally put the experience behind you. "So... are you okay?" Emma asks<<if $emmaRel > 1>>, giving you a worried look<</if>>. "Yeah, I'm fine," you reply, falling back onto your bed. "I'd rather not talk about it..." "Fair enough," Emma says with a sympathetic smile. "<<if $emmaTrainForZoey > 0>>We'll have to do our escape training another night, it seems like you've been through enough for one day... <</if>>I hope you left me at least a little warm water, I think I'm gonna hop in the shower for the night." You just sink back into your bed as she takes her turn in the bathroom, enjoying the feeling of being able to stretch out your limbs again. Your stomach growls, reminding you that you haven't eaten anything since breakfast thanks to Janet. But there's not much you can do about that now, and you can can feel your eyes starting to droop. So when you hear the roar of the shower stop and Emma steps back out into the room, you head right into the bathroom behind her. [[Get ready for bed->September 5th- End of Day]]

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@@color:mediumPurple;''September 6th''@@ ---- You groan as your alarm snaps you out of a pleasant dream you'd been having. After grabbing your phone to turn it off, you sit up and stretch your arms, the details of whatever that dream had been already completely lost. You throw off your blanket and swing your legs over the side of the bed, noticing that Emma is already out for the day as you get to your feet. Starting to get ready for the day, you bend over to look through your dresser for something to wear. <<if !$wardrobeUniform and !$wardrobeLight>> You just pull out a pretty simple outfit for today, then head into the bathroom.<<set $outfit to "normal">><<set $outfitState to "normal">><<done>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</done>><<else>> <<link "Wear normal clothes">><<replace "#clothes">>You just pull out a pretty simple outfit for today.<<set $outfit to "normal">><<set $outfitState to "normal">><</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</link>>\ <<if $wardrobeUniform>> <<link "Wear the school uniform">><<replace "#clothes">>You decide you're in the mood for a more formal look today and pull out your school uniform. Then, you head into the bathroom to shower and get ready.<<set $outfit to "uniform">><<set $outfitState to "normal">><</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</link>><</if>>\ <<if $wardrobeLight>> <<link "Wear something a little lighter">><<replace "#clothes">>You decide you're in the mood for something a little lighter today, pulling out a loose spaghetti strap top and a matching skirt. Then, you head into the bathroom to shower and get ready.<<set $outfit to "light">><<set $outfitState to "normal">><</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><<if $fat > 49>><<replace "#light">> You can't help noticing that your body is really starting to push this outfit to its limits, but you're determined to stick with it.<</replace>><</if>><</link>><</if>><</if>> You move through your daily routine: brushing your teeth, using the bathroom, showering, and getting your hair looking decent. Then, you get changed and head back out into the room. With about an hour until your first class, you decide to head over to the dining hall for breakfast. [[Head to breakfast->September 6th- Breakfast]]

@@color:mediumPurple;''September 6th''@@ ---- You grumble, feeling very uncomfortable all of a sudden after a peaceful sleep. Then, noticing that what's surrounding you isn't a blanket, but the slick walls of someone's insides, you jolt awake and start to push out. After another moment it comes back to you that you're currently inside Janet's womb, having spent the night stuck inside of her. But the pressure seems far more intense than you remember<<if !$janetWilling>>, and you've already spent far more time than you'd like in here<</if>>, so this recollection does nothing to curb your struggling. "Mmh..!" you faintly hear Janet mumble, seeming to jump a little from one of your blows. "Oh..." You hear the creaking of a bed beneath you as the pressure quickly eases off of you. "Shhshhshh... it's okay, sorry about that my little bunny..." Janet coos, sounding half asleep. You can feel her gently rubbing a hand along the side of her belly. "It looks like I rolled over on top of you in my sleep..." "Is it... morning..?" you grumble, shifting a little against the walls still to try and ease the stiffness in your body. "Yeah..." Janet sighs. You feel her very slowly push herself up into a sitting position. "Unfortunately..." "Does that mean you're going to let me out?" "Oh, as much as I'd love to keep you safe a little longer... Yes, it does actually," she says with another sigh. "I have a lab in my class this morning, and the professor already specifically warned me not to show up like this..." "<<if $janetWilling>>It's about time...<<else>>Oh thank god...<</if>>" you say, breathing a sigh of relief. "But we still have a little longer together~" she says, giving you a pat on the back through her gut. "Sit tight while I get ready for the day..." You just sigh, easing back into the walls of her womb until she's ready to release you. There's some subtle movement as she stretches her arms, still waking up, then she spends a little time just sitting on her bed idly rubbing her belly. Eventually, she stands up, shaking your confines as she pushes herself off the bed. She gives her belly another pat, then starts to walk. You hear a door close, then soon after your world starts to shift as she bends over. After some odd movement, she stands back up straight and steps forward. With a faint screeching sound, tiny points of pressure start to poke in from all over, and you realize that she just disrobed and stepped into the shower. You blush a little as she starts to massage her belly while she gets clean. She's clearly working her hands deeper than she needed to. Eventually, the patter of water from the showerhead fades and Janet sighs. She gives the side of her belly two quick pats to get your attention. "Okay, it's time for you to come back into the world, little bunny," she says, the disappointment in her voice clear. "Finally..." you grumble. "Brace yourself..." she says, her voice a little strained as she wraps her arms around the lower end of her belly. You can already feel the walls tightening around you. A very strange sensation rocks through the walls, like you're being bounced up and down by her muscles. Janet's arms move a bit lower and she whimpers a little. Then, her womb squeezes much tighter and you immediately feel your legs push through into the slick passage below. Janet gasps as you're quickly forced back down through her vagina, sliding out from between her legs and onto floor of her shower. Your escape slows towards the end, nearly coming to a stop with just your head and shoulders still inside of her, but with a grunt from Janet one last wave of pressure pushes you out. "There..." she says, panting. You struggle to push yourself up, finding your entire body is extremely stiff from the extended stay inside of her. But after a moment, you adjust enough to get back on your feet. You turn to Janet, though quickly turn away again when you find her not only still naked and soaked from her shower, but very flush from the sensation of your escape. "Um, feel free to wash off here if you want," she says, starting to dry herself off. "And of course you're welcome to come back after my class is over if you'd like~" she adds. "Yeah no thanks, I think I'm good..." you reply. Now that you've adjusted better to being outside of her womb, you brush past her and head out of the bathroom. It looks like her roommate is already out for the day. As much as you'd rather not be seen while drenched in her juices like this, you don't have a change of clothes with you and don't particularly want to streak through the halls either, so you head out to return to your own dorm before showering off. [[Hurry back to your room->September 6th- Janet: Recovery]]<<unset $tempJanet>><<set $outfitState to "drenched">>

<<Time 8.75>>You step out into the hall and start to make your way to breakfast, heading upstairs and over the bridge to Lampton. It looks a little dreary outside, the sky mostly overcast with just a few rays of morning sunlight breaking through. You continue on your way through the hall and down into the dining hall. It's not very active at this hour, only a few scattered tables occupied, and most of them by girls sitting alone. You take a look around as you walk over to the buffet line. You quickly spot Emma at one of the busiest tables, though you don't particularly recognize most of the girls sitting with her. <<if $metBeli>>Near the corner with the cafe, you're pretty sure you recognize Beli from the other day sitting alone, lounging back with her legs up on the table. <</if>> Just ahead of you, leaving to find a seat with a plate stacked with food, is <<if $cherryRel > 0>>Cherry, who gives you a wink as she passes by. You just shake your head and continue on to get yourself some food.<<else>>an odd looking girl with short, bright red hair, red nail polish, and, strangely, even red eyes from the looks of it. You give her a curious look as she passes by before continuing on to get yourself some food.<</if>> Today, bagels are on the menu. All that's set out is an assortment of different bagels and some fruit. A little further down the line, there are a couple toasters and a tray with pads of butter, cream cheese, and jam available. You grab one of the bagels and a banana, then look for somewhere to sit. <<if $emmaRel < 1>>[[Sit alone->Breakfast- Emma]]<<else>>[[Go join Emma->Breakfast- Emma]]<</if>> <<if $cherryRel > 0>>[[Sit with Cherry->Breakfast- Cherry]]<<else>>[[Sit with the redheaded girl->Breakfast- Cherry]]<</if>> <<if $metBeli>>[[Sit with Beli->Breakfast- Beli]]<</if>>

<<set $day6BreakfastEmma to true>><<set _guests to 2>><<if $ateJackie or $ateJackieDay5>><<set _jackie to false>><<else>><<set _jackie to true>><<set _guests += 1>><</if>><<if $ateApril>><<set _april to false>><<set _catherine to false>><<elseif $leahAfterFirstClub > 0>><<set _catherine to false>><<set _april to true>><<set _guests += 1>><<else>><<set _april to true>><<set _catherine to true>><<set _guests += 2>><</if>>\ <<if $emmaRel > 0>>Curious about the commotion at Emma's table, you decide to head over and sit with her. A couple girls get up to leave just as you're arriving, but there are still <<if _guests is 5>>five<<elseif _guests is 4>>four<<elseif _guests is 3>>three<<else>>two<</if>> other students sitting with her. <<if (_jackie and ($day3DormKey is "used")) or (_april and !_catherine)>>You feel like you recognize some of them.<<else>>You don't particularly recognize them.<</if>> As you approach, Emma smiles and waves you over. "Heya $name! Come on over, I'm telling these guys about the party," she says. "Oh nice! I was wondering what the big crowd was for," you say, taking a seat next to her.\ <<else>>Not interested in socializing this early in the morning, you just head for an empty table. However, you don't get very far from the buffet before Emma notices you. "Hey $name, over here!" she calls out, waving you over. You sigh. Not really having an excuse to turn her down, you change course and head over to her table. A couple girls get up to leave just as you're arriving, but there are still <<if _guests is 5>>five<<elseif _guests is 4>>four<<elseif _guests is 3>>three<<else>>two<</if>> other students sitting with her. <<if (_jackie and ($day3DormKey is "used")) or (_april and !_catherine)>>You feel like you recognize some of them.<<else>>You don't particularly recognize them.<</if>> "Hey," you say, taking a seat next to her.\ <</if>> "This is my roommate $name, if you haven't met!" Emma says to the other girls.<<if _jackie and ($day3DormKey is "used")>> "Hey wait! I remember you!" one of the girls says, leaning forward over the table. "You broke into my dorm the other day!" Now that she's said it, you remember why she seems familiar. It's Jackie, the girl you tried to eat in the evening Tuesday. "Hold on a second--I didn't break in, I found a key!" "You still weren't invited, that's breaking in!" Jackie protests. "And the key you had was my roommate's, who disappeared the same night the upperclassmen had some big party... Sorry Emma, that's too many red flags, I can't risk going if she's going to be there..."<<if _april and !_catherine>> "Shit, you tried to eat me too!" another girl chimes in. She'd been giving you a weird look the whole time, but finally seems to have placed your face. "She ambushed me and my roommate in the hall with some other girl..! I kinda liked Catherine too..." "Um, Leah really enjoyed her, if that's any consolation..." you say with a nervous laugh. You're pretty sure this girl's name is April--you tried to eat her after Tabletop Club the other night. "Obviously it's not! Ugh, I'm out of here..." April grumbles, getting up from her seat. "Uh, s-sorry guys, I didn't know about any of that! Enjoy the rest of your day!" Emma calls out as the two of them storm off. She shoots you a look.<<else>> "Oh that's totally understandable, no problem!" Emma says. She shoots you a look, then turns back to Jackie. "Um, and sorry, I didn't know about any of that. Enjoy the rest of your day!" "Yeah..." Jackie says, glaring at you for a moment before walking off.<</if>> "Heh, sorry..." you say, looking away in embarrassment. The remaining girls exchange a nervous look, but seem to still be sticking around. "So anyways, uh, there's always going to be some risk but we're doing what we can to make it as safe as possible..." Emma says, carrying on her explanation of the party.\ <<elseif _april and !_catherine>> "Shit, you tried to eat me the other night!" another girl chimes in. She'd been giving you a weird look the whole time, but finally seems to have placed your face. "She ambushed me and my roommate in the hall with some other girl..! I kinda liked Catherine too..." "Um, Leah really enjoyed her, if that's any consolation..." you say with a nervous laugh. You're pretty sure this girl's name is April--you tried to eat her after tabletop club. "Obviously it's not! Ugh, I'm out of here..." April grumbles, getting up from her seat.<<if _jackie>> "Um, sorry Emma, I think that's one too many red flags for me too," one of the other girls says. She has dark skin and short black hair. "I'm pretty sure my roommate got eaten at a party earlier in the week so I can't risk it... "Oh that's totally understandable, no problem!" Emma says. She shoots you a look, then turns back to the girl. "Um, and sorry, I didn't know about any of that. Enjoy the rest of your days!" "Heh, sorry..." you say, looking away in embarrassment. April glares at you for a moment before storming off, joined by the other girl. The remaining two exchange a nervous look, but seem to still be sticking around.<<else>> "Um, sorry! I didn't know about any of that!" Emma calls out as April storms off. "Enjoy the rest of your day!" "Heh, sorry..." you say, looking away in embarrassment. The remaining two exchange a nervous look, but seem to still be sticking around.<</if>> "So anyways, uh, there's always going to be some risk but we're doing what we can to make it as safe as possible..." Emma says, carrying on her explanation of the party.\ <<else>>\ All of the other girls say hello, though you don't get any of their names. <<if _catherine>>"I don't know about this," a pale girl with long, dark, messy hair says. She looks like she's half asleep. "Seems way too risky at a place like this just for a little fun." "Oh you think everything is too risky," the girl next to her says--a brunette with her hair tied back in a high ponytail. "My roommate is just a nervous little worrywart, I think it's a great idea!" "Come on, the upperclassman are obviously just going to raid the thing once we're all grouped up in one place..." the first girl says. "That's a fair concern, but we've done what we can to prevent anything like that! Some of the most dangerous upperclassmen will be out in town that night, and we managed to get Kim to agree to come act as security!" Emma says. "She's a senior that's trusted enough by the school that they let her do club signups on Sunday when we moved in, if you remember." "Yeah I remember, Kim is great! She helped me out of a real pickle Monday," the girl with the ponytail beams. "You've clearly put a lot of thought into this, I'll definitely be there!" Her roommate looks like she wants to protest, but then sighs. "You're just going to drag me to it anyways, what's the point..."<<if _jackie>> "That does sound pretty reassuring..." one of the other girls chimes in. "I heard there was an upperclassman party earlier in the week and I'm pretty sure my roommate got eaten at it so I'm still a little nervous about a party, but if what you're saying is true, maybe I'll go..."<</if>> "Glad to hear it! So like I was saying..." Emma says, starting to discuss more of the details of the party.\ <<elseif _jackie>>\ "You know the other day there was a party on campus, something run by the upperclassmen. I'm pretty sure my roommate got eaten there, she disappeared the same day..." one of the girls says. She has dark skin and short black hair. "I don't know, it just seems too risky to me after that..." <<if $ateAshley>>You perk up, pretty sure you know what party she's talking about. "What was her name? I got taken to that fucked up party, if you're talking about Tuesday night." "Yeah, it was Karen." "Redhead?" you say, grimacing a little. "Yep..." "Ah, yeah, sorry, she totally did get eaten there..." you say, giving her an apologetic look. "Really early into the night too..." "Oh..." the girl says, looking down for a moment. "Well, I did already assume, so... thanks for the confirmation!" <</if>>"Oh gosh, I'm so sorry to hear that!" Emma says. "Don't feel pressured to come, but I promise we're doing everything we can to make it safe! Some of the most dangerous upperclassmen will be out in town that night, and we managed to get Kim to agree to come act as security!" she explains. "She's a senior that's trusted enough by the school that they let her do club signups on Sunday when we moved in, if you remember." "Oh, that does sound reassuring!" the girl says. "Maybe I'll give it a shot..." "Glad to hear it! So like I was saying..." Emma says, starting to discuss more of the details of the party.\ <<else>> "I don't know. Not to be rude but this seems like a really bad idea," one of the girls says. "Like I get the whole 'let us have fun and relax after the first week' angle you're going for, but having a big party //this// early on just seems like a deathtrap." "Yeah, like, remember Monday? Especially if it's in the lounge, the upperclassman are going to be even //worse// than that when we're all in a big group..." the other girl chimes in. "That's a fair concern, but we've done what we can to prevent anything like that! Some of the most dangerous upperclassmen will be out in town that night, and we managed to get Kim to agree to come act as security!" Emma says. "She's a senior that's trusted enough by the school that they let her do club signups on Sunday when we moved in, if you remember." "Hmm..." one of the girls says, looking unsure. "And don't feel pressured at all if you're worried you know! But like I was saying..." Emma says, starting to discuss more of the details of the party.\ <</if>>\ <</if>> Emma continues to explain the plan for the party to the <<if (_april and !_catherine) or (_jackie and ($day3DormKey is "used"))>>remaining<<else>>other<</if>> girls while you eat, doing her best to ease any concerns they have about the idea. After a while it shifts to just a casual conversation, everyone discussing the crazy first week they've had at the school. Eventually, the others say their farewells and head off to get to classes they need to be at, leaving you and Emma alone. "Well, it's probably about time for us to head out too. You ready $name?" "Yeah, I've got a class I've gotta get to soon," you reply. "Oh perfect, we can walk together!" Emma says with a grin. [[Head to class->September 6th- Heading to Class]]<<if $fullness is 0>><<set $stamina to Math.clamp($stamina+8, 0, $staminaMax)>><</if>>

<<set $day6BreakfastCherry to true>><<set _nameAsk to false>>/*if you asked about her name for relationship change at the end*/<<if $trialParticipant and $day3DinnerCherry and ($club != "cooking")>><<set _sentToParty to true>><<else>><<set _sentToParty to false>><</if>>/*easier reference for if she sent you to Maeve's party and this hasn't been addressed yet*/<<if ($malloryAttention2 or (($malloryRel < 1) and $malloryAttention1 and ($malloryTargetKayla != 1))) and !$analAteOlivia and (($wrongClassroomStars is "tested") or ($wrongClassroomStars is "failed"))>><<set _olivia to true>><<else>><<set _olivia to false>><</if>>\ <<if $cherryRel is 0>>Intrigued by her very eye-catching look, you decide to go and say hello to the redhead you saw. You head over to the table she sat at, getting a closer look at the peculiar girl. She's wearing an unbuttoned red shirt over a short black tube top with frayed jean shorts, leaving most of her midriff exposed. Now that you're closer, you can tell that you weren't mistaken, her eyes definitely //are// red. She must be wearing contacts of some kind.<<if $metCherry>> You also get the sense that you've seen her somewhere before already, but can't place where.<</if>> "It's rude to stare you know," the girl says, tossing an apple slice into her mouth. She swallows it without chewing. "Oh, uh, sorry! You have a really bold look going on, I like it," you say. "I'm $name, mind if I sit here?" "Sure, go 'head freshie." The girl shrugs, swallowing another apple slice. "Is it that obvious?" you say as you take a seat, mentally noting that she must be an upperclassman. "Well people who aren't new don't try to find a polite way to say 'why the fuck are your eyes red' anymore, so yeah," she replies, smirking and sticking her tongue out at you. "Name's Cherry." "Oh, fitting!" you say with a little laugh. "Nice to meet you." "Don't be so sure about that yet," she teases. "You definitely came over here like you had something on your mind, ask away."<<else>>\ You decide you want to go and see what Cherry's been up to. So, you head over to the table she went to and take a seat across from her. Glancing at her plate, you notice that she just took a plain, uncooked bagel, and a lot of apple slices. "Hey Cherry<<if _sentToParty>>,<<else>>!<</if>>" you say as you sit down. <<if !_sentToParty>>"How have you been?"<</if>> <<if _sentToParty>>"Oh, $name! You're still alive, you must have had fun the other night," she says with a grin. "<<if $nadiaRel > 0>>Well, yes actually... but no thanks to you<<else>>No, I didn't, thanks a lot for that<</if>>," you say. "That party was a death trap..." "Yeah, I know! Good opportunity to teach a lesson though," she says with a nod. She throws an apple slice into her mouth and swallows it whole. "But since you survived, how's your first week been?"<<else>>"Great, I'm loving having all these newbies around to mess with!" she says with a grin. She throws an apple slice into her mouth and swallows it whole. "How's your first week been?"<</if>> "Fine, I guess, after the crazy start," you reply. "Kinda ready for it to be over though, can't wait for the weekend." "Yeah, I feel that," she says. She swallows another apple slice, then shortly after shoves yet another into her mouth, leaving an awkward pause in the conversation.<</if>> \ <<link "Ask about her odd method of eating">><<replace "#choice1">>\ "So... why do you do that with your food?" you ask, watching her put another apple slice in her mouth. "Do what?" she asks with a slight smirk, swallowing the apple whole. "Like, do you ever chew anything?" "Why would I? It's not like I have to," she replies with a shrug. "It's more efficient this way, and kinda fun." "I guess, but..." you say. "But you don't get to enjoy any of the flavor just gulping it down immediately like that." "Just eat more, it balances out," she says, her tone implying that she thinks you're the weird one here. You notice her starting to study her bagel, holding it up with one hand and looking it over with a slight squint. "We swallow entire people on the regular, what's so strange about swallowing way smaller stuff?" "It's... it's just different..." you reply. Before you can further justify your stance, Cherry holds up a hand to stop you. "While we're on the subject, hang on a second..." she says.<<set $cherryInfo4 to 1>><</replace>><<toggleclass "#bagel" "hide">><</link>> <<if $cherryInquiry1 > 1>>\ <<link "Insist on not believing Cherry is her name">><<replace "#choice1">>\ <<set _nameAsk to true>>"Ok, I know I've asked this before<<if $trialParticipant and $day3DinnerCherry>>, but considering you tricked me into going to a party where I was almost guaranteed to get eaten last time I brought it up," you say, glaring at her for a moment, "I'm positive you're hiding something. What's your actual name? Or at least, why don't you want anyone to know it?"<<else>>, but your answer before has only made me more curious," you say. "What's your //actual// name? Or at the very least, why don't you want anyone to know it?"<</if>> Cherry gets an unamused look on her face and tosses another apple slice into her mouth before answering, swallowing it a bit more... aggressively than before. "Seriously? <<if $trialParticipant and $day3DinnerCherry>>Even knowing I did that on purpose you didn't get the hint?<<else>>Is that the only reason you sat here?<</if>>" she grumbles. "Can you just drop it? I'd normally be sassier about this but I'm tired right now, and you're really getting on my nerves. Do you know how frustrating it is constantly getting asked about that, or my hair, or my eyes?" <<if $cherryRel > 1>>"Maybe I was just hoping for the sass, you're really good at it," you say, quickly backtracking from the touchy subject. "Well I'm all sassed out on that question right now, so watch it or the only thing you'll be getting from me has one less letter than sass," she says with a slight smirk. She picks up her bagel as she talks, giving it all of her attention like she's studying it. "'Sss'?" you say. "What, you're going to give me a snake?" "//*Pfft*//, that was awful," Cherry laughs. She waves a finger at you. "I knew I liked you. Now hang on for a second..."<<else>>"Uh, sorry..." you say nervously. In hindsight, you're not sure what you expected out of her. "Yeah, yeah, whatever," she grumbles. She picks up her bagel and starts to carefully look it over, like she's studying it. "Hang on for a second..."<</if>><</replace>><<toggleclass "#bagel" "hide">><</link>>\ <<else>>\ <<link "Ask if Cherry is her real name">><<replace "#choice1">>\ <<set _nameAsk to true>>"Sorry if this is rude, but is Cherry actually your name?" you say<<if $cherryInquiry1 is 1>>, thinking back to what Olivia said on Monday while you were digesting her<<else>>, feeling like it fits a little //too// perfectly with her look<</if>>. "It's gotta be like a nickname, right?" Cherry gets an unamused look on her face and tosses another apple slice into her mouth before answering, swallowing it a bit more... aggressively than before. "Is $name your real name? <<if ($name.toUpperCase() is "ROSE") or ($name.toUpperCase() is "LILY")>>That's a fucking flower<<else>>What a dumbass thing to call yourself<</if>>, it's gotta be a nickname. Or your parents are just mean." "Hey..!" you snap back, then get a sheepish look on your face. "Yeah, it's pretty rude, ain't it?" Cherry says, getting a little smirk. "And people ask //all the time//, it's super annoying. I don't get it either, I didn't think it was that strange of a name." "Uh, sorry, that must be frustrating..." you say. "It is! And you know what really boils my noodles? There's a junior named //Sunny//!" she says. While ranting, she picks up her bagel and seems to start studying it. "Like isn't that way weirder? But no one ever gives her a hard time about it like they do me..." "'Boils my noodles'..?" you mutter under your breath, raising an eyebrow at her. She sighs. "It's fine though, I end up using everyone that really won't let it go for anal practice so it's kind of a net positive." She holds up her bagel and squints her eyes. "Now hang on for a second..."<<set $cherryInquiry1 to 2>><</replace>><<toggleclass "#bagel" "hide">><</link>>\ <</if>><<if $cherryTeachAnal > 0>> <<link "Ask about her offer to teach you anal vore">><<replace "#choice1">>\ "So the other day you mentioned something about, um..." you say, feeling a little nervous. "...'showing me the ropes'." "Oh, did I?" she says, getting an impish smile. "Showing you the ropes of what exactly?" "You know..." "Mmm... not really, gonna have to be more specific," she teases. "Anal vore," you say with a sigh. "You said you'd be willing to teach me the basics." "Oh, right! I did say that, didn't I?" she says with a smirk. She picks up her bagel and seems to start studying it. "What about it?<<if $analAteOlivia or ($wrongClassroomStars is "tested") or ($wrongClassroomStars is "failed")>> Having some pleasant memories of the fun we had Monday?<</if>>" "Well... I may be interested in taking you up on it, was it a serious offer?" you say, blushing a little. "Oh absolutely, I'd love to set loose a freshman that can already use her back door on your class," she says with a grin, crudely shoving a finger through the hole in her bagel. "But I'm kinda busy today, and I've got plans this weekend already, so you'll have to survive a bit longer before we get started." "Fair enough, no rush," you say, shifting in your seat a little. She goes back to inspecting her bagel, holding it up a little higher and squinting at it. "Now hang on for a second..."<</replace>><<toggleclass "#bagel" "hide">><</link>><</if>>\ She holds the bagel up in front of her face, turning it around and cocking her head a little like she's unsure. Then, having decided on the best angle of approach, she opens her mouth wide and shoves the entire thing in at once. She swallows once, winces a little, then swallows again, sending a fairly large bulge slowly sliding down her throat. She rests a finger on the bump until it disappears behind her chest. "//*urp*// Bleh, super dry. I hate bagel days..." she says, washing it down with some juice. "Anyways! I heard that there's some big party happening tomorrow night, I was thinking of going. You know anything about that?" You freeze, assuming she must be talking about Emma's party. And from the look she's giving you, you're guessing that, however she heard about it in the first place, she knows it's supposed to be just for freshman... \ <<link "Tell her it's freshman only and she can't come">><<replace "#choice2">>\ "I do, and you'd better not!" you say, taking a serious tone. "It's something that's only supposed to be for freshmen so we can be a little safer, you shouldn't even know about it." "Oh, gotcha, gotcha," she says with a mischievous grin. "That is a pretty good idea, would have been nice last year. So tomorrow night in the lounge, what time? Like seven, eight?" "Cherry, I'm serious!" you protest. "Ah don't worry," she says with a laugh. "I'll make sure I tell them you sent me." You just sigh, realizing there's probably nothing you can do to convince her otherwise now if she's serious.<<set $cherryPartyCrash to true>><</replace>><<replace "#continue">><<include "Cherry_breakfastEnding">><</replace>><</link>> <<link "Invite her">><<replace "#choice2">>\ "Yeah, it's tomorrow night in the lounge!" you say. She clearly already knows about it, and you doubt you could convince her not to go if she was planning. "You're free to come if you want, my roommate is throwing it." "Oh," she says, looking a little disappointed. "I am?" "Yeah, why?" "Well that's too bad then, because I'll be too busy tomorrow night," she says with a shrug. "Have fun though, I guess."<</replace>><<replace "#continue">><<include "Cherry_breakfastEnding">><</replace>><</link>> <<link "Play dumb">><<replace "#choice2">>\ "First I'm hearing of it," you say, not wanting to be responsible in any way if she decides to show up. <<if $trialParticipant>>"I'm not sure if I'd trust a party on this campus after Tuesday night."<<else>>"Isn't having a party on this campus, like, a really dangerous idea?"<</if>> "Yeah, most of them tend to be like Maeve's," Cherry laughs. "I'd overheard some freshman talking about this one so I thought maybe it was different, but I guess you aren't one of the cool kids. Oh well."<</replace>><<replace "#continue">><<include "Cherry_breakfastEnding">><</replace>><</link>>

<<set $day6BreakfastBeli to true>><<set $beliSnitch1 to 1>>\ You decide to head over and sit with Beli, hoping to get to know the sophomore a bit better after your encounter with her earlier in the week. As you approach, you notice that she doesn't actually have any food, just a glass of orange juice, and she's got her attention pretty firmly on the cafe.<<if !$metCharlotte>> You glance over to it yourself out of curiosity, having mostly forgotten about it after the tour. It's like a mini convenience store--a few shelves and refrigerators filled with snack food and drinks lining the cramped walls, and in the middle of the floor is an island with a few miscellaneous non-food supplies, like tissues and notebooks.<</if>> "Hey Beli!" you say as you head to an open seat. "Mind if I join you?" "Yeah, sure, uh..." She finally looks over at you. "$name? Yeah I think it was $name, right?" "Yeah that's me." "Right, right<<if $day2LunchCrew>>, from lunch on Monday<<else>>, from the bathroom the other day<</if>>. How you livin'?" she says. <<if $ateGina and ($fat > 49)>>"Looks like that girl you ate last time really did a number on you."<</if>> "I've been alright, <<if !$analByJoan>>clubs on Wednesday were pretty fun at least<<else>>I'm still surviving at least<</if>>," you reply. "Cool, cool..." she says, still seeming more focused on the cafe than you. "Are you not eating breakfast?" you ask. "Ha! Not yet, bagel day is ass," she says. She sighs and takes her legs off the table, shifting her position to lean over it instead. "I'm waiting for my chance to get some of the good stuff." You glance over at the cafe. "You mean from there? I'm pretty sure they're open already." "Yeah, if you want to //pay// for it," she says with a laugh. "They've got the same girl working the early shift as last year, and I know she always goes on break around nine. Sometimes it's like a full fifteen minutes without anyone watching the place since she's the only one on duty. She definitely doesn't give much of a shit, haha! I'm just gonna snag some stuff to go when she heads into the back room." "Oh, gotcha," you say, giving a slightly nervous glance over at the cafe again. "Ah don't sweat it sister," Beli snickers, waving dismissively at you. "I've still got time to kill though, what's on your mind?" \ \ \<<if !($day2LunchCrew and ($beliInfo3 > 0))>><<linkreplace "Compliment her tattoo ">><<set $counter += 1>>\ <<append "#text">> "I really like your tattoo<<if $beliInfo3 > 0>>s<</if>>!" you say. "Is there any story behind <<if $beliInfo3 > 0>>them, or are they just for looks<<else>>it or is it purely for looks<</if>>?" <<if $beliInfo3 > 0>>"Thanks! I pretty much just think they look cool," she says, turning to show you her arm and rolling up her sleeve to show it off. A pattern of blackwork leaves and stems winds around her upper arm, broken up by a few red petalled flowers. "My mom told me //after// I got it that 'Beli' is the name of a kind of flower in... some other language, or something like that I guess, so I could cheat and say that's why. But that ain't me, I just think floral tattoos look nice and wanted to do something with red ink." "Ha, that's a fun coincidence though!" "Yeah, I guess," she says with a shrug. She leans back from the table a little and pats her stomach. "You've already seen my other one on full display--I just thought it would be fun to decorate my moneymaker if I was really committing to this school, a heart seemed like a cute idea." "It definitely makes a big impression when you've got a full belly like that," you reply.<<else>>"Thanks! I pretty much just think it looks cool," she says, turning to show you her arm and rolling up her sleeve to show it off. A pattern of blackwork leaves and stems winds around her upper arm, broken up by a few red petalled flowers. "My mom told me //after// I got it that 'Beli' is the name of a kind of flower in... some other language, or something like that I guess, so I could cheat and say that's why. But that ain't me, I just think floral tattoos look nice and wanted to do something with red ink." "Ha, that's a fun coincidence though!" "Yeah, I guess," she says with a shrug. Then she grins and leans back from the table. "But..!" She lifts up the bottom of her shirt to expose her midriff, revealing a second tattoo on her stomach--two lines forming a stylized heart around her belly button. "That's not the only ink I've got! Got this done just a month or two ago, thought it would be fun to decorate my moneymaker if I'm really committing to this school." "Oh, nice! That is a fun idea."<</if>> "Yeah and funny story about that one--Ethel had to do it while I was on a full stomach to make sure it would stretch out properly," Beli says with a laugh<<if $beliInfo3 is 0>>, dropping her shirt again<</if>>. "Definitely made for an interesting session. Ethel's a friend of mine that's a tattoo artist by the way, let me know if you're ever looking to get some ink and I'll hook you up!" "Oh, uh, probably not, but thanks!" you say. "Fair enough, but you're missing out!" Beli replies with a laugh.<<set $beliInfo3 to 1>> <</append>><<if $counter is 2>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><<replace "#choices">><</replace>><<append "#continue">><<if $beliRel < 2>> <<Beli 1>><</if>> [[Head to class->September 6th- Heading to Class]]<</append>><</if>><</linkreplace>><</if>>\ \<<linkreplace "Question the risk of stealing from this school ">><<set $counter += 1>>\ <<append "#text">> "Um, are you sure it's a good idea to steal at this school? Like, from what I've heard they only employ skilled predators, and they're totally allowed to eat you for breaking rules," you say. "Slightly better food doesn't seem worth the risk." "Hey, hey, c'mon. Beli Mahra always knows what she's doing, trust," she says, giving you a smug grin. "No way this goes south, and even if it does they only let 'em churn ya if you do something //seriously// bad or have a bad record. On paper, I've never done anything wrong before, no way I'd get more than some gross detention." "Well, I guess if you're sure..." Beli looks over at you and narrows her eyes a little. "You don't have a problem with it, do you?" \ <<link "I do">><<replace "#choice2">><<set $beliSnitch1 to 2>>\ "I mean, yes actually, I do," you say. "Pretty shitty to steal from the one place they ask you to pay on campus when we get plenty for free." "//*Pfft*//, it ain't free sister! We already paid to get in," Beli says, rolling her eyes. "The cafe's a scam, they don't need the extra cash. I'm pretty sure the girl working the counter even knows I do it and just doesn't give a shit, it's not a big deal." "I guess I see where you're coming from, but it's more of just the principle..." you say. "Ugh, don't get on my case..." she grumbles, crossing her arms. She glares at you. "If you're thinking about snitching, I'm thinking about something better than the cafe I can get for breakfast." "No way!" you say hastily. "But, um, I should probably get going..." "Works for me," she replies. <<Beli -1>> You take your plate and quickly head to a table on the opposite side of the room, suddenly not feeling safe around her. As you eat, you keep glancing over at where Beli is. Sure enough, after a little while she gets up and sneaks into the cafe, hurrying out and heading straight for the stairs with an assortment of things in hand shortly after. You shake your head at the display. Once you've finished your bagel, you get up to head to class. [[Head to class->September 6th- Heading to Class]]<</replace>><</link>> <<link "Nope">><<replace "#choice2">>\ "Nope, none of my business what you get up to<<if ($outfit is "light") and !$ateJackie>>. Hell, not even my place to judge considering I stole this outfit from someone I ate," you assure her with a laugh.<<else>>," you assure her.<</if>> "Just concerned about the risk is all." "Ha! I live for the risk, don't you worry," Beli laughs. "Glad you're cool though."<</replace>><<toggleclass "#choices" "hide">><<if $counter is 2>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><<replace "#choices">><</replace>><<append "#continue">><<if $beliRel < 2>> <<Beli 1>><</if>> [[Head to class->September 6th- Heading to Class]]<</append>><</if>><</link>>\ <</append>><<toggleclass "#choices" "hide">><</linkreplace>>\ \<<linkreplace "Ask how her week was ">><<set $counter += 1>>\ <<append "#text">> "So how's your first week been?" you ask her. "Eh, good I guess," she says with a shrug. "<<if $day2LunchCrew>>You know me, didn't treat Monday as anything special<<else>>Didn't bother with any of that 'Monday Massacre' stuff, randomly snacking on easy prey is just boring<</if>>, so it was really just another week of school." "Thanks<<if $day2LunchCrew>> by the way<</if>>, I definitely appreciate that mindset," you say. "Ha, no sweat!" she laughs. "Classes ain't so bad this semester though, and it feels good to not be at the bottom of the food chain here. Shit, Cherry managed to convince me to try taking Anal Vore this year though, and that was pretty weird." "Seriously? Yeah I can imagine doing that in a class would be strange." "Ah, that part was fine, I already did unbirth last semester. You get desensitized to jamming strangers into private places pretty quick," she laughs. "The sensations from actually //doing it// are just gonna take some getting used to." "I guess that makes sense..." "Yeah, you should totally try taking one of them when you get the chance next semester! I'm not gonna stick with either I don't think, just kind of a novelty, but definitely worth experimenting with the basics." She takes a sip of her juice, then leans back in her seat again, still keeping an eye on the cafe. "But anyways, I'm glad the weeks over. I've finally got my own ride this year so I'll be hitting the town a lot on weekends, heard the night life's pretty great."<<set $beliInfo4 to 1>><<set $beliInfo5 to 1>> <</append>><<if $counter is 2>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><<append "#continue">><<if $beliRel < 2>> <<Beli 1>><</if>> [[Head to class->September 6th- Heading to Class]]<</append>><<replace "#choices">><</replace>><</if>><</linkreplace>>\ \ The two of you keep chatting for a while, Beli always keeping an eye on the cafe while you eat. She's very easygoing and seems to be happy to discuss pretty much anything you bring up, it makes for a pleasant time. However, eventually she spots the girl working the cafe heading into the back room and abruptly cuts you off. "That's my cue!" she says, grinning as she gets up from the table. "Well, pretty good timing I guess cause I should be getting to class," you say, getting up yourself. "Uh, good luck?" "Ha, won't need it," she replies, "but thanks. Let's chat again some time!"\ <<if $fullness is 0>><<set $stamina to Math.clamp($stamina+8, 0, $staminaMax)>><</if>>

<<Time 9.5>><<if !$day6BreakfastEmma>>As you start to head for the door, a familiar voice calls out to you. "$name, wait up!" Emma shouts. You turn and see your roommate hurrying over to join you. "Hey, sorry I missed you before!" "Oh, hey Emma<<if $emmaRel > 0>>!<<else>>,<</if>>" you reply. <<if hasVisited("September 6th- Morning: Janet")>>"It's fine, I was, uh... busy, until just a little while ago."<<else>>"I thought I saw you over there, but it looked like you were busy."<</if>> <<if hasVisited("September 6th- Morning: Janet")>>"You don't have to tell me the details if you don't want, I'm just glad to see you're okay after you didn't come back to the dorm last night!"<<else>>"Yeah, I was spreading the word about the party to a few more of our classmates! I think I've gotten around to pretty much everyone at this point, but I'm still gonna try for the rest of the day,"<</if>> she says with a smile. "I've got a class I need to get to, but let's walk back to Karbo together!" <<if $emmaRel > 0>>"Sure, I've got a class I need to get to there too!" you say.<<else>>"Sure, why not," you say with a shrug.<</if>> <</if>>The two of you make your way out of the dining hall, heading outside into the courtyard. It isn't the nicest day out; the sky dreary and overcast and a bit of a chill in the air. But, it's still nice to get some fresh air. As you make your way to the main building, however, another pair of girls steps out, coming your way.<<if !(($aliceMax is 0) and ($aliceMin is 0))>> An unfortunately familiar pair of girls.<</if>> "Oh boy..." Emma mutters. <<if $emmaInjured>>\ "My god, what the hell is wrong with your hair?" <<if ($aliceMax is 0) and ($aliceMin is 0)>>one of the girls says with a laugh, looking at Emma. She has long dark hair and piercing amber eyes, wearing a red tube top, black miniskirt, and thigh-highs.<<else>>Alice says with a laugh, looking at Emma.<</if>> "I mean, such a disgusting look definitely suits you, but honestly. I'm embarrassed just looking at it." "Seriously, did mommy let you cut it yourself?" <<if $metBetty>>Betty<<else>>a blonde haired girl standing with her<</if>> says, laughing with her. "Mmh, no, it didn't look like that last time I saw you. I bet someone's stomach did that, yeah? Pathetic. Don't worry, I'll finish what they started sometime soon, put you out of your misery." She pats her stomach and gives Emma a wicked grin. "You'd better, I'm still disappointed you let her get away from //you// in the first place<<if !$metBetty>>, Betty<</if>>. Disgusted, really," <<if ($aliceMax is 0) and ($aliceMin is 0)>>the first girl<<else>>Alice<</if>> says, putting a hand on her hip and briefly glancing over at <<if $metBetty>>Betty<<else>>the blonde girl<</if>>. "Hey, we're shitting on //her// right now, back off<<if ($aliceMax is 0) and ($aliceMin is 0)>> Alice<</if>>!" Betty shoots back.\ <<elseif $aliceRel > 1>>\ "Oh, you two are still around," Alice says with a sigh. She glances between the two of you with an unimpressed look on her face, then shrugs. "Maybe you're not as pathetic as you look. Though I'm sure you're just lucky." "Don't worry, that luck won't last much longer," Betty chimes in, glaring at Emma. "I've got unfinished business with this bitch." She pats her stomach and gives Emma a smug look.\ <<elseif $aliceRel < -2>>\ "You've got some nerve still walking around my campus, $name," Alice says, giving you a murderous glare. "The only reason I haven't sent you down to the sewer myself is because I'm not sure you even deserve to be fat on my perfect body. Your pathetic little friend here isn't much better either." "Oh don't worry about her, she won't be around much longer," Betty sneers. "I have some unfinished business with that bitch." She pats her stomach and gives Emma a wicked grin.\ <<else>>"Oh, this filth is still walking around on my campus?" <<if ($aliceMax is 0) and ($aliceMin is 0)>>one of the girls sneers. She has long dark hair and piercing amber eyes, wearing a red tube top, black miniskirt, and thigh-highs.<<else>>Alice sneers, giving you a smug look.<</if>> "I suppose I can't blame people for thinking you're too pathetic to even bother with." "Ha! Don't worry, I'll be taking care of one of them real soon," <<if !$metBetty>>the other girl, a blonde with her hair tied back in a huge ponytail,<<elseif ($aliceMax is 0) and ($aliceMin is 0)>>the other girl, who you're pretty sure you recognize as Betty from the cookout on the very first day,<<else>>Betty<</if>> chimes in. She glares at Emma. "It's taking me a while to work up the appetite to stomach someone who's basically garbage, but me and this bitch have some unfinished business." She pats her stomach and gives Emma a smug look. "You'd better,<<if !$metBetty>> Betty,<</if>> I'm still disappointed you let garbage get away from you in the first place. Disgusted, really," <<if ($aliceMax is 0) and ($aliceMin is 0)>>the first girl<<else>>Alice<</if>> says, putting a hand on her hip and briefly glancing over at <<if $metBetty>>Betty<<else>>the blonde girl<</if>>. "Hey, we're shitting on //them// right now, back off<<if ($aliceMax is 0) and ($aliceMin is 0)>> Alice<</if>>!" Betty shoots back.<</if>> <<if $ateCassidy or $samAteCassidy>>\ You smirk<<if $emmaInjured>>, stepping forward a little to draw their attention away from Emma<</if>>. "Aren't you missing someone? I could have sworn there was usually three of you..." you say, making eye contact with Alice. "Yeah there definitely was... a ditsy, coconut-flavored blonde, right?"\ <<elseif $aliceNecklace>>You smirk<<if $emmaInjured>>, stepping forward a little to draw their attention away from Emma<</if>>. "You know, I got this great ruby necklace from Professor Slate the other day," you say, narrowing your eyes at Alice. "I think it would really suit you, but I'd never give something like that away to someone so rude. So can you give it a rest?" "Yeah, just leave us alone!" Emma shouts. She seems a little nervous, but is giving Betty an angrier look than you're used to seeing on her.\ <<elseif ($aliceMax is 0) and ($aliceMin is 0)>>\ "I'm sorry, who are you?" you say, glaring at the girls.\ <<else>>\ <<if $aliceRel > 1>>"Can you just give it a rest for once?" you say with a sigh.<<elseif $aliceRel < -2>><<if $eatenByAlice or $eatenByAliceCookout or $eatenByAliceDay4>>"Please, we both know the real reason is that you can't handle me," you say, staring her down. "Go be mad about it somewhere else, we've gotta get to class."<<else>>"Yeah, yeah, whatever. Just get it out of your system," you say with a sigh. "Look, we've gotta get to class and I know you're all talk, just get out of the way."<</if>><<else>>"Do you guys really have nothing better to do than throw the same couple insults at everyone you see?" you grumble.<</if>> "Yeah, just leave us alone!" Emma shouts. She seems a little nervous, but is giving Betty an angrier look than you're used to seeing on her.\ <</if>> <<if $ateCassidy or $samAteCassidy>>\ Alice's eye twitches as she stares daggers at you. She takes a step forward and crosses her arms. "//Cute.// You really think I give a shit about what you did to Cassidy? Was that meant to be some big, devastating reveal? Pathetic," she hisses. "<<if $samAteCassidy>>And it's adorable how you're honestly trying to pass it off like you were the one who did it--I know the other McKenn girl did all the work<<else>>Cassidy was even more pathetic than you are, it's barely a surprise you were able to keep her down<</if>>." "It sure //seems// like you give a shit," you say with a grin. "Pretty aggressive response for someone who doesn't care." "Because I know what you were //trying// to do, bitch, as pointless as it was. I got the message, and you're going to regret it," she growls. "Mark my words."<<if $aliceRel > -5>> <<if $aliceRel is -4>><<Alice -1>><<elseif $aliceRel is -3>><<Alice -2>><<else>><<Alice -3>><</if>><</if>> "Why not make her regret it right now? I can handle the other bitch," Betty chimes in, subtly licking her lips as she looks at Emma. "I'm not sure you can, honestly. Let them be scared for a while, I have better things to do," Alice sneers, starting to walk off with an obnoxiously smug strut in her step. She snaps her fingers. "Come on." Betty grumbles and shakes her head, but follows Alice's lead. She stares Emma down as she passes, pausing for a moment while she's close like she might do something before continuing on. You can see Emma clenching her fists as they walk away.\ <<elseif ($emmaDitchedCookout > 2) and ($aliceRel < 2)>>\ <<if ($aliceMax is 0) and ($aliceMin is 0)>>"I'm Alice //Mercato// bitch, and don't you forget it," the girl huffs, placing a hand on her hip. Then she smirks. "But you know, as backwards as it is, //I// recognize //you//. I'm surprised the two of you are still friends after Sunday.<<else>><<if $aliceNecklace>>She glares at you and you notice her eye twitch. "I don't know what you're talking about, and I don't care," she says, clenching her fists tight. Then she gets a smug look.<<else>>Alice looks between you and Emma and smirks.<</if>> "You know, I'm surprised the two of you are still friends after Sunday, is she just that desperate?<</if>> She //does// know that you were just standing around watching her get digested that evening, right?" she says, glancing over at Emma. "Betty says you never stepped in to do anything, so you were just... what, getting off to it? What a freak." "What?" Emma gasps. She looks over at you, and unfortunately you were so caught off guard by that information coming to light that your expression makes clear Alice isn't lying. She looks absolutely betrayed. "$name[0]-$name you..." "Uh, Emma I..." you stammer. Alice chuckles, starting to walk off with an obnoxiously smug strut in her step. "I'll leave you two to sort this out, have fun.~" Betty doesn't seem as amused, but takes off with her.\ <<elseif ($aliceMax is 0) and ($aliceMin is 0)>>\ "I'm Alice //Mercato//, bitch, and don't you forget it," the girl hisses. She scoffs and turns her nose up at you. "You should be honored you even get to breathe the same air as me." "Right..." you reply, rolling your eyes. "Let's go, Betty. These two are too far beneath me to even bother with," Alice sneers, starting to walk off with an obnoxiously smug strut in her step. She snaps her fingers. "Come on." Betty grumbles and shakes her head, but follows Alice's lead. She stares Emma down as she passes, pausing for a moment while she's close like she might do something before continuing on. You can see Emma clenching her fists as they walk away.\ <<else>>\ <<if $aliceNecklace>>Alice glares at you and you notice her eye twitch. "I don't know what you're talking about, and I don't care," she says, clenching her fists tight. <</if>>Betty scowls and steps forward, pointing aggressively at Emma. "I'll leave you alone when my body's done with the steaming mush it should have turned your worthless, wannabe ass into //day one//, bitch!" she roars. Emma takes a step back with a worried look, which seems to please Alice. "You can clean up your mistake another time, these two aren't even worth the effort right now," Alice sneers, starting to walk off with an obnoxiously smug strut in her step. She snaps her fingers. "Come on." Betty grumbles and shakes her head, but follows Alice's lead. She stares Emma down as she passes, pausing for a moment while she's close like she might do something before continuing on. You can see Emma clenching her fists as they walk away.\ <</if>> <<if ($emmaDitchedCookout > 2) and !($ateCassidy or $samAteCassidy) and ($aliceRel < 2)>>\ "I can, uh... explain?" you say as the two of them walk off, though you aren't actually sure what you're going to say to justify things. "$name you... you promised me..." Emma mumbles. Then she turns to glare at you, <<if $emmaRel > 3>>looking like she's starting to tear up a little<<else>>the hurt in her expression clear<</if>>. "You promised me that it wasn't you I saw! I called out for help, and you heard but you just... you didn't even try to help me? You just //watched//?" "Uh, look... there was never a good time to step in, and I was worried about my own safety, and I didn't really know what to do once she'd already gotten you down," you say, quickly blurting out any reasonable explanations you can think of. "But why lie to me!" she shouts. "I would have understood if you'd just told me that, but you promised me..." "Emma, listen, I--" "Ugh, no! I... I need to get to class, leave me alone right now," she says, storming off toward the doors to Karbo. <<if $emmaRel < 2>><<Emma -1>><<elseif $emmaRel < 5>><<Emma -2>><<else>><<Emma -3>><</if>> You sigh, thinking about the situation you've put yourself in while you let her get ahead of you. Then, once you're sure there's some distance between you, you continue on your way to class alone. It doesn't take long to arrive at the door to Room 115. <<if $minaEnd is "alive">> As you go to head in, however, you overhear some kind of commotion coming from around the corner, distinctly hearing someone exclaim: "Oh my god, you're so fucking short!"<</if>>\ <<else>>\ "Ugh, let's get going..." Emma grumbles, looking very frustrated as the two of you continue on into Karbo. <<if !$cookoutEmma>>"Betty's the girl that tried to eat you back at the cookout, right?" you say as the two of you walk. "You should get some payback, especially if she's going to keep acting like that. It sounds like she's planning to try again when she gets the chance."<<else>>"Those two are ridiculous... But Betty seems like she still really has it out for you," you say as the two of you walk. "We should do something about it before she gets a chance to make good on her threats."<</if>> "I don't know..." Emma says with a sigh. "I'd rather not deal with this right now. Besides, this is my stop," she says, coming to a stop by one of the classroom doors in the main hall. "Thanks for walking with me $name, I'll catch you later!" <<if $emmaRel > 1>>"Have fun in class!" you say, giving her a wave before continuing on your way.<<else>>"Yep, see ya," you say, continuing on your way as she heads inside.<</if>> Room 115 is just around the corner, so it doesn't take long for you to arrive.<<if $minaEnd is "alive">> As you go to head in, however, you overhear some kind of commotion coming from around the corner, distinctly hearing someone exclaim: "Oh my god, you're so fucking short!"<</if>>\ <</if>> <<if $minaEnd is "alive">>[[Investigate the commotion->September 6th- Mina Rescue]] <</if>>[[Go to class->September 6th- Intro to Vore]]<<set $metAlice to true>><<set $metBetty to true>>

<<if !_nameAsk>>\ The two of you keep chatting for a little while, but before long Cherry abruptly stands up from the table. "Well, I've got places to be <<if $cherryRel is 0>>freshie<<else>>$name<</if>>, I'll catch you around," she says, waving and starting to walk off before she's even finished talking.<<if _olivia>> "Oh, and I think Liv was looking for you for some reason, you might want to watch out."<</if>> "Oh, uh, <<if _olivia>>thanks! B<<else>>b<</if>>ye!" you say, a little caught off guard by her sudden exit.<<if _olivia>> You can't help feeling a little worried about that last bit.<</if>><<if $cherryRel < 2>> <<Cherry 1>><</if>> Not long after she leaves, you decide that it's probably about time to head to your class. You quickly finish up what's left of your breakfast, then get up to head back to Karbo. [[Head to class->September 6th- Heading to Class]]\ <<else>>\ The two of you keep chatting for a little while, but before long Cherry abruptly stands up from the table. "Well, I've got places to be <<if $cherryRel is 0>>freshie<<else>>$name<</if>>, try to be less nosy in the future," she says, waving and starting to walk off before she's even finished talking. "I never forget, you know." "Uh, okay..." you say, suddenly feeling a little nervous as you watch her leave. <<Cherry -1>> Not long after she makes her exit, you decide that it's probably about time to head to your class. You quickly finish up what's left of your breakfast, then get up to head back to Karbo. [[Head to class->September 6th- Heading to Class]]<</if>>\ <<if $fullness is 0>><<set $stamina to Math.clamp($stamina+8, 0, $staminaMax)>><</if>><<set $metCherry to true>>

<<set $emmaTrainForZoey to 2>><<set $predName to "Emma">><<set $predSS to 36>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "EmmaTrain_PreyStruggle">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "EmmaTrain(TEXT)">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "EmmaTrain_Actions">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Night- Training 2">><<set $noAllOut to true>><<set $usingAntacid to true>><<set _active to false>><<set _crushComplain to false>>\ "Alright then, let's get started!" you say, taking a seat on your bed. "Who's going first?" "Um, would you mind being the first to get swallowed?" Emma says. <<if $emmaInfo1 > 0>>"You know how I am about vomit, I might not have it in me to keep going if I get all... slimy first..."<<else>>"I don't know if you've noticed, but I kinda get //really// grossed out by vomit, I might not have it in me to keep going if I get all... slimy... first."<</if>> "Sure, I'm fine with that," you reply. "But you know, if you're //that// bothered by it you're going to have a pretty rough time here with how much time we'll need to spend in a stomach for labs," you add with a little laugh. "Well, I mean yes..." Emma says, pulling out one of the antacids and swallowing it before continuing. "But it's weird. Like, it's only actual //vomit// that grosses me out. When it's in a stomach where it's supposed to be it doesn't really bother me at all, I'll be fine when I... go into you. It's when I get out that I'll start to freak."<<set $emmaInfo1 to 2>> "That is a little odd," you say. "Yeah, I don't really get it," she says with a shrug. She shifts in place. "So, um, are you ready?" <<if $emmaRel > 3>>"More or less, but..." you say, getting back up on your feet. "Would you mind if I strip down to just my underwear first? I'd prefer to get as few of my clothes gunked up as possible, but I don't want to make you uncomfortable." "Oh..! Uh, sure, go ahead," Emma says, blushing a little. "That's probably a smart move." "Great!" you reply with a smile. You quickly take off your shirt<<if $outfit is "uniform">> and jacket<</if>>, then pull down your <<if $outfit != "normal">>skirt and step out of it<<else>>shorts and step out of them<</if>>. Your cheeks get a little flush as well when you notice Emma discreetly look you over once you're exposed.<<set $outfit to "underwear">> <<if $playerSize > 5>>"You, uh, really have been putting on weight, I hope I can fit you..." she mumbles. Then her eyes go wide. "Oh god, um, sorry, that was kind of rude..." "You're fine, it's... it's a valid concern," you say with a chuckle. You look off to the side and blush a bit harder, embarrassed to have misinterpreted her gaze. "Anyways, ready to start now?"<<else>>"Okay so, um, ready now?" she says, glancing off to the side.<</if>> "Yep, let's do this," you say, giving her a little nod as you step closer.<<else>>"Yep, I think so," you say, getting back up from your bed and stepping closer to her. "Let's do this."<</if>> "Okay then, um, here I go..." Emma says, putting her hands on your shoulders and blushing<<if $emmaRel > 3>> profusely<</if>>. You tilt your head down a little as she opens her mouth wide and pulls you closer. You feel your head start to push into the slick interior of her mouth, her lips sliding over your face as she slowly starts to take you in. She glides down to your neck, pushing your head down into her throat with a forceful swallow. The slick flesh ripples around you, dragging you deeper into your roommate as she uses her hands to guide you smoothly into her mouth. <<if $outfit is "underwear">>As she moves down your body, her tongue briefly slides into your exposed cleavage, sending a tingle down your spine. It makes you very aware of how oddly intimate the experience of getting swallowed is when you're letting it happen like this. Emma seems to have a similar realization, frantically repositioning her tongue and immediately picking up the pace<<if $breastSize > 44>>, though she's hindered at first by her struggle to squeeze in your impressive bust<</if>>. You're pushed down into the warm, slimy depths of her body, your barely covered body slipping down her throat with ease. She continues to rush to gulp you down, <<if $playerSize > 5>>though seems to struggle a bit with your size<<else>>seeming flustered by the prospect of running her tongue along all of your exposed skin<</if>>. When your hips slide into her mouth, she almost seems to gag herself with how quickly she forces them down, perhaps afraid of making things even more intimate. Soon, your legs are sliding down the tight passage of her throat to join the rest of you in her gut.<<else>>She continues very methodically, seeming to take care that your entry is as comfortable as it can be.<<if $breastSize > 44>> As her lips start to move over your chest, she slows down, struggling with your impressive bust and winding up having to get her hands involved to squeeze them in.<</if>> You feel her start to lift you up a little as she works her way further down your body, doing her best to maintain a comfortable angle of entry<<if $playerSize > 5>>, though she seems to struggle a bit with your size<</if>>. Your body curls up into the warm, slimy confines of her stomach as more and more of you is pulled down into the depths of your roommate. Soon, your legs are sliding down the tight passage of her throat to join the rest of you in her gut.<</if>> "//*URRP!*// There..." Emma says with a sigh. You feel her drop back onto her bed, resting a hand on the top of her belly. "Are you okay in there?" she asks, tapping the side of her gut with her other hand. "Yep, the antacid seems to be working fine," you say, settling into the walls of her stomach. They're shifting a little, occasionally pressing in with a light pressure, and definitely slick, but you don't notice even a tingle. <<if $emmaRel > 3>>"It's nice and snug in here~" you tease.<</if>> <<if $emmaRel > 3>>"D-Don't be weird..." she says, though you faintly hear her giggle. Her stomach gives you a gentle squeeze. "This is important training. So, how do we want to do this? <<else>>"Good... so how do we want to do this?" she says. "<</if>>Since we don't have to worry about digestion anymore, should I just try as hard as I //*urp*// can to keep you down, or do you want me to take it easy?" "Oh definitely go all out," you reply. "If we're training to deal with //Zoey//, even our best isn't going to come close to what we'd actually have to deal with." "Yeah, good point. I guess I'm just nervous about being mean to you..." she says with a slight laugh. "How long do you think I should keep you in there if you can't do it yourself?" <<if $emmaRel > 3>>"Oh? Miss 'I only eat people once in a blue moon' thinks she has enough experience to keep me down?" you joke, giving the wall of her stomach a little poke. "Hey, they let me in for a reason you know!" she protests, pushing her hand down a bit. "Jeez, you're having too much fun with this. Just give me a time." "Fine, fine. I think it was thirty minutes in class, right? Let's just do that."<<else>>"I guess... thirty minutes? I think that's what they did in class, right?" you reply.<</if>> "Yeah that sounds about right," Emma says. "Go ahead and get started when you're ready, I won't do anything until you do."<<set $sceneAttack to 0>><<set $sceneDefense to 0>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "preyOptions">></div>

"Hey Emma!" you say, going over to meet up with her. "How's it going?" "Pretty great, it's been a good day so far," she replies, smiling. "So what have you been up to? You gonna spill about whatever crazy party kept you out last night?" "Well, it was definitely crazy, but not really in a good way..." you say. You give her a brief explanation of the upperclassmen party you were forced into. She seems particularly worried when you bring up Zoey's involvement. "Oh my god, that's awful! I'm so sorry you had to go through that $name," she says.<<if $emmaRel > 2>> "And here I spent the day thinking you were living it up last night without inviting me..."<</if>> After explaining the situation out loud and seeing her reaction to your mention of Zoey, you start to think more about just how dangerous it is to have someone like that out to get you. The idea pops into your head that maybe you and Emma should start preparing if she's going to hold such a serious grudge over you escaping her... \ <<link "Ask Emma if she wants to train outside of class">><<replace "#choice">><<set $emmaTrainForZoey to 1>>\ "Yeah, you know, after what happened with Zoey there..." you say, coming to a stop for a moment. "I've kinda been thinking. She's //really// dangerous and clearly has it out for us since we managed to escape, it's really worrying she was able to recognize me so easily. How would you feel about training outside of class together? Try and prepare ourselves a little better for if we're unlucky enough to run into her again." Emma stops and fidgets in place a little. "Train? You mean, like..." "Like I swallow you for a while, and you swallow me for a while, so we can practice escaping from a stomach." "That's what I thought..." she says. "But that would be dangerous, we don't have the antacids like in class." "I know, but I trust you to let me out before things get too bad, if you trust me to do the same," you say. "I..." Emma trails off and gets lost in thought for a moment, nodding her head to the side a few times. "...okay. It's a little scary, but that is a good idea, and I trust you." "Great! I'm glad," you say with a smile. "Later tonight then?" "Um, how about tomorrow night instead?" she says. "I'd rather not be anxious about this all through club..." "Sure, that's fine with me!" you say as the two of you start to walk again. "You're doing volleyball, right?"<</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</link>> <<link "Don't">><<replace "#choice">>"Eh, at least I made it out. I do vaguely remember having fun once I was completely wasted, so I guess it wasn't all bad?" you say, deciding to drop the idea. <<if $emmaRel > 1>>"Thanks by the way, you were a lifesaver this morning." "Oh good, I'm really glad that helped!" she beams. "Heh, I've become kind of an expert on dealing with stuff like that..." "You definitely knew what you were doing," you say, smiling back at her. <</if>>"So are you excited for clubs? You're doing volleyball, right?"<</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</link>> "Yep!" Emma replies as the two of you step into your room. <<if $emmaInjured>>"I don't know if I'll be able to play, 'cause this will definitely hurt if it gets slapped by a ball," she says, running her fingers over her burned arm. "But I'm sure I'll still have fun!<<else>>"I'm pumped, I bet it'll be a blast!<</if>> Dibs on the bathroom, by the way, gotta get changed." You watch as she quickly pulls some clothes out of her dresser, then disappears into the bathroom. It seems like barely a minute has passed by the time she flings the door back open with a big smile on her face. She's wearing a pretty loose white tank top with a few stripes of an orange gradient splashed across it, along with a pair of bright blue athletic shorts. "Ta-da! Sporty Emma is ready to go!" she says with a little laugh. "All the clubs start around the same time right? You gonna head out too?" <<if $club is "cooking">>"Actually, mine doesn't start until eight," you reply. "Oh, I guess they need the kitchen to be free to do Cooking Club, huh?" she says. "Well, I guess I'll see you later then, I'm off to the gym!" "Have fun!" you say with a wave as she heads out into the hall.<<else>>"Yep, I should probably get going too," you reply. "<<if $club is "swim">>It's even in the same building as yours, might as well head over together!<<else>>It's in a room in the main hall, so it should be right along the way you're heading.<</if>>"<</if>> <<if $club is "dungeon">>[[Go to Tabletop Club->September 4th- Tabletop Club]]<<elseif $club is "swim">>[[Go to swim practice->September 4th- Swim Club]]<<else>>You sit back on your bed and pull out your phone, starting to think about what to do with your time. <<if ($fullness + 6) > $maxFullCap>>With your hunger still sated by $lastPrey, you don't feel like there's any reason to hit the dining hall for dinner. With a shrug, you decide to just laze around until club. Getting into a comfortable position, you pull out your laptop to entertain yourself. You absentmindedly stroke the plush flesh of your still-full belly while you relax. The time seems to simply evaporate, as despite not even really recalling what you've been doing you suddenly notice that it's close to quarter of eight. After a quick stop in the bathroom, you head out the door to get to club. [[Go to Cooking Club->September 4th- Cooking Club]]<<else>><<if $fullness > 0>>With your hunger still sated by $lastPrey, you don't feel like there's any reason to hit the dining hall for dinner. But, then again, you don't have much else to do, so you might as well take the opportunity to kill some time. Or, you probably still have room to fit in another one of your classmates, you realize, starting to feel a little ambitious.<<else>>It's starting to get a little close to dinner time, and you doubt you'll last all the way to club without getting hungry. You could just go to dinner in a little while, then kill time until you can head back to the dining hall for club. But you also realize that there's plenty of time--maybe you can get one of your classmates to help sate your hunger.<</if>> [[Go on the hunt->September 4th- On the Hunt]] [[Just head to dinner->September 4th- Dinner]] <</if>><</if>>

<<Time 19>><<if $predName != "Emma">>\ <<if $predName is "tired">>As you try to struggle against Emma's stomach, you feel your energy running out. Though you try your best, you quickly run out of steam, your efforts too weak to put up any real fight. It isn't long before you hear the beeping of the alarm Emma set. <</if>>"Ah, looks like it's been thirty minutes! My phone is going off," Emma says. <<if $emmaRel > 3>>You feel her giggling, then she gives your head a gentle poke. "Looks like 'miss I only eat people once in a blue moon' was too much for you after all.~"<<else>> "<<if $progress > 1>>You did pretty good though $name, I'm definitely feeling kind of nauseous!<<else>>We, um, might want to do more focused training next time if that was the best you could do...<</if>> Anyways, I'll get you out now!"<</if>> <<if $emmaRel > 3>>"I was... going easy on you!" you say with a laugh. "It doesn't count." "Uh-huh," Emma chuckles. She gives you a pat on the back. "Whatever you say $name.~"<<else>>"Thanks..." you say with a sigh.<</if>> You can feel Emma moving around for a little bit, getting into a good position. Eventually she comes to a stop with one arm loosely wrapped around her belly. "Okay, brace yourself in there! This might be a bit rough..." You hear Emma gag, then shortly after the walls of her stomach crash in around you. With some extra assistance from her arm, you're quickly pushed up into her esophagus. It doesn't take long before you slide back passed her lips and out into the cool air of the room. You find that you're in the shower when you sit up, covered in digestive fluids from your trip into your roommate. "There..." Emma says with a cough. You look up at her and notice that she has her back turned to you. "Go ahead and shower off, I'll meet you back in the room!" she says, hurrying out of the bathroom and closing the door.\ <<else>>\ As you struggle, the walls of Emma's stomach start to tremble and you can hear her whimpering. Then with one last kick, she gasps and the flesh surrounding you crashes in hard. You feel some odd movement from Emma as her stomach squeezes you tight, then, finally, you feel your head start to push up into her throat. It seems like she tries to hold you down for a moment, but then any resistance disappears and you're sent racing back out of her mouth and into the cool air of the room. "Good... job..." Emma says, coughing a little. You get up from the ground, finding that she spit you out right into the shower. Your <<if $outfit is "underwear">>body is<<else>>clothes are<</if>> slick from your trip inside of her, but nothing even close to what an active stomach would have done. Still, you find that Emma has her back turned when you look over at her. "Go ahead and shower off, I'll meet you back in the room!" she says, hurrying out of the bathroom and closing the door.\ <</if>> Taking her advice, you peel off your <<if $outfit is "underwear">>underwear<<else>>clothes<</if>> and turn on the shower, feeling the refreshing stream of water wash over you. With her stomach neutralized, the damage from your time inside of her isn't too bad, so it doesn't take too long before you feel back to normal. You just rinse off, lather yourself with enough soap to take care of any lingering smell, then step out to dry off.<<set $outfit to "normal">> You smile as you move out into the main bathroom, finding that Emma not only set out a towel for you, but also brought in some clean clothes. She also seems to have preemptively brought in a change of clothes for herself. You quickly get changed and head back into the room to continue your training. <<if $emmaRel > 4>>However, you freeze in the doorway when you look over at Emma's bed. She's laying back on her bed with her attention on her phone, facing your direction with one leg bent and the other laying flat, outstretched to the side. What catches your attention is that she's in just her underwear: a simple black and blue bra with matching panties. "Oh, done already?" she says, putting down her phone and sitting up. She gives you a teasing smirk as she shifts to the edge of her bed. "Is something wrong?" "No, no, just, uh, didn't expect..." you say, stumbling over your words as you move out into the room. She looks down and pretends like she'd forgotten what she was wearing. "Oh right! Well I thought it was a good idea when you did it, I hope you don't mind," she says with a little laugh, grabbing the remaining antacid off of her bedside table. "Here." "Thanks," you say, taking the antacid from her and quickly swallowing it. "And of course, it's no problem." You give her a mischievous smile, your heartbeat starting to race. "Come to think of it actually, there's no reason to risk stretching out this shirt when I swallow you." Nervous, but emboldened by how she's acting, you grab the bottom edge of your shirt and quickly pull it off. Emma blushes, and you catch her glancing down at your chest for a moment. "Of course, that makes sense," she says, a little less confidence in her voice than when she was teasing you. And as she steps closer to prepare to get started, what's left of it completely melts away. "Um, so, I guess it's my turn..." "Yep, are you sure you're ready?" you say, patting your exposed stomach. "It's alright if you want to back out now, I don't want you to be uncomfortable." "No, no! I agreed to this and it is a good idea to get some extra practice in if we've got a crazy junior after us..." she says. "I'll be okay, just, um..." she trails off and glances down at herself, "...get the swallowing part over quickly. And let me out right into the shower after like I did with you! I don't want to be all gross and slimy for a second longer than I need to be," she says with a nervous laugh. "Got it," you say with a nod. You put your hands on her shoulders, blushing a little. "Are you ready?" Her only audible response is something like a whimper, but she gives you a nod. You start to lean in and she closes her eyes before you've even started. Opening your mouth wide, you pull her head into yours, leaving just the orange tips of her hair sticking out from your lips. Then, you begin to swallow. She lets herself go limp as she starts to slide down your throat. You work your way over her shoulders, doing your best to move quickly as she requested. Her chest is larger than you realized and it takes you a moment to squeeze everything into your mouth, but soon you're gliding down her midriff, your tongue getting a taste of her smooth, tanned skin. You feel her shiver as you grab her hips to lift her into a better position. Soon, her bare legs are sliding down your throat as the rest of her curls up into your belly, one last swallow sealing your roommate away inside of you.<<else>>\ "Alright, you ready to switch things around?" you say, walking over to where Emma's sitting on her bed. "Oh, um, yeah..." she says, clearly nervous as she gets up. "That was quick, I thought I'd have longer to get ready..." "Hey, a real predator isn't going to wait until you're ready, maybe it's better this way!" "True..." She grabs the remaining antacid off her bedside table and hands it to you. "Here. Just be gentle getting me down please... And let me out right into the shower after like I did with you! I don't want to be all gross and slimy for a second longer than I need to be." "Of course," you say, quickly swallowing the tablet. "I'm going to get started, okay?" you tell her, stepping a little closer and putting your hands on her shoulders. Her only audible response is something like a whimper, but she gives you a nod. You start to lean in and she closes her eyes before you've even started. Opening your mouth wide, you pull her head into yours, leaving just the orange tips of her hair sticking out from your lips. Then, you begin to swallow. As she requested, you take things slow so that you can make sure she's as comfortable as you can manage. She lets herself go limp as you drag her body into yours, her shoulders, then her chest soon sliding past your lips. You grab her hips and gently lift her up to maintain a better angle of entry, blushing as you struggle a little to get her rear in. But, soon enough you're gliding down her thighs, and with just a few more swallows the last of her is squeezed down into your throat, on its way to join the rest of her in your stomach.\ <</if>> "//*Urrrp*// There, hope the entry wasn't too bad," you say, sitting down on your bed as the last of her gets squeezed into your bulging gut. You gently rub one hand over the bulge she's making and give it a pat. "Everything okay in there?" "Yeah, I'm fine," she says, shifting around a bit. "Set a timer for thirty minutes, okay? I'm gonna start struggling so... get ready." "Do your worst," you say with laugh. True to her word, Emma soon kicks to life inside of you, your belly shaking and shifting as she pushes and shoves against the walls of your stomach. You quickly go on the defensive, a little caught off guard by how effective her fighting is. You squeeze and shake your gut, trying to disrupt her efforts without being too harsh on her. As she pauses to catch her breath and reorient herself, the thought crosses your mind to tease or mess with her while you have her in there, but given how nervous she seemed about this you push the thought aside. Emma seems to pick up on your distraction and makes a sudden, hard push with all of her limbs. A loud belch rumbles up your throat, and soon after your stomach starts to spasm and you feel one of her arms get squeezed into the base of your esophagus. You fight against the feeling, frantically swallowing her down and massaging your belly until the feeling passes and she slides back down. "Guh... Nice work, that was, uh, really good..." you say, carefully getting to your feet and giving your gut a pat. "I'm gonna go ahead and //*urp*// move to the shower..." "Thanks!" Emma says, sounding genuinely excited by her progress. "Oh, but, um, sorry..." "Nah you're fine, it's part of the process," you laugh. "But don't think one good push means you're getting all the way out!" After moving into the bathroom, the struggle resumes, Emma seeming eager to prove you wrong. You don't hold anything back anymore now that you've seen what she can do, squeezing and kneading your belly to try and put a stop to her assault, even if it might be a little uncomfortable for her. <<if $oralProficiency > 2>>She puts up a good fight, but with you giving it everything you've got as a predator she starts to lose steam before she can wear you down. You're sweating by the time your alarm goes off, and you can hear that she's panting with exhaustion inside of you. After taking a moment to catch your breath and make sure she's prepared, you force yourself to vomit and spit her out right into the shower as she requested.<<else>>However, even giving it your all you're soon overwhelmed by the impressive fight she's putting up. You feel your stomach clamp down on her, and this time you aren't able to resist. Soon enough, she's spilling out of your mouth and onto the floor of the shower.<</if>> She sits up and starts to say something, but cuts herself off with a sharp inhale, her eyes going wide. Just as she'd explained before, as soon as the realization hits her that she's //outside// your stomach, but still covered in its juices, she starts to panic. You chuckle as she turns on the shower before she's even started to take her <<if $emmaRel > 4>>underwear<<else>>clothes<</if>> off, quickly turning and heading back to the room so she can get clean. You lay back on your bed, pulling out your laptop to pass the time as it quickly becomes clear that her shower is going to be just a //bit// longer than yours. You massage your stomach a little with one hand while you flick through the tabs you have open, feeling a little sore from the punishment Emma gave you. Nearly an hour passes before she finally steps back out of the bathroom. "Feeling better?" you say with a smirk. "Much..." she replies with a contented sigh. "That wasn't so bad though! I really do feel like I've gotten a bit better, and I think doing this little extra practice with you will help me get more comfortable with doing this sort of thing in class." "Definitely! I'm sure we've still got a ways to go before we can handle Zoey alone though, we should do this again sometime," you say. "Maybe!" Emma says with a slightly nervous laugh. <<if $emmaRel > 4>>She looks you over and blushes a little. "You had plenty of time to put your shirt back on you know..." "Are you sure you really wanted me to?" you tease. Your own cheeks flare up and you cross your arms nervously, betraying your attempt to sound confident. "Maybe not~" Emma replies, giving you a smile that makes your heart skip a beat. After a pregnant pause, she clears her throat. <</if>>"But anyways, thanks for the idea! And letting me, uh, use you for practice." "Of course, thanks for going along with it! I definitely think this helped," you reply with a smile.<<if $emmaRel < 5>> <<if $emmaRel < 2>><<Emma 2>><<else>><<Emma 1>><</if>><</if>> "Well, I'm pretty exhausted after that, and I already showered, so I think I'm just gonna turn in early," Emma says with a yawn. She sits back on her bed, starting to get comfortable. "Yeah, that's probably a good call honestly," you say, yawning yourself. You stretch out your arms and get up from your bed, heading for the bathroom. <<include "playerPreyEscape">><<set $totalEscaped -= 1>><<set $outfitState to "normal">>[[Get ready for bed->September 5th- End of Day]]

<<if ($health < 1) or ($stamina <= 0)>> <<set $predName to "tired">> <<goto "Night- Training 2">> <<elseif $acidStage is 1>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _active>> "Okay, we're about halfway through the time now!" Emma says, patting the top of her belly. <<if $progress > 1>>"You're doing really well, I'm //*urp*// impressed! And sore, I don't think you're staying down much longer," she laughs. "<<else>>"Honestly I'm, uh, not really feeling it yet, but I believe in you! <</if>>I'm not being too hard on you or anything, am I?" <<replace "#special">> <<link "Nope!">><<append "#digestion">> "Nope, I'm fine, don't worry!" you reassure her. "It wouldn't be good practice if you weren't taking it seriously, do what you need to to keep me down!" "Okay, good! I know I took the antacid, but it just feels weird to have you in there..." she says, idly running a hand along her gut. "But it won't be much longer even if you can't beat me, just do your best!" <</append>><<DialogueInterruption>><</link>> <<link "Yes, you are actually">><<append "#digestion">> <<set _crushComplain to true>> "Yeah, actually, this is a lot more intense than I was ready for..." you say. "Oh gosh, I'm so sorry!" Emma says, immediately pulling her hands away from her gut even though she wasn't even putting any pressure on you. "You... said to go all out, but I don't want to hurt you, I shouldn't have taken it so seriously... Here, I'll spit you out!" "No, no, it's okay!" you say as she starts to get up. "Just... go a little easier on me," you say with a laugh. "You're a lot better at this than I thought." "Right..! Um, definitely," she says, sitting back with a sigh. "Do your best in there, I know you can beat me!" <</append>><<DialogueInterruption>><</link>> <</replace>> <<else>> "$name!" Emma says, giving her belly a surprisingly hard smack. "Seriously, are you okay? What's going on in there? It's been fifteen minutes already and you haven't even done anything..." "Woah, fifteen minutes already?" you reply. "Time flies..." "Yes, so are you going to struggle or not? You said this was practice..." <<replace "#special">> <<link "Yes, sorry">><<append "#digestion">> "Yes, I'm sorry," you say, immediately starting to push your arms out a little. "I just like... really zoned out there somehow. Didn't mean to scare you." "It's okay..." Emma sighs, running a hand over her belly as it starts to shift from your struggle. <<if $emmaRel > 3>>"With how you were acting earlier I was afraid maybe... um, nevermind, just do your best."<<else>>"Just please take this seriously, I only agreed because we need the practice..."<</if>> <</append>><<DialogueInterruption>><</link>> <<link "Nope, I'm just enjoying the atmosphere">> <<goto [[Night- Training: Broken Trust]] >> <</link>> <</replace>> <</if>> <</append>> <<elseif $acidStage >= 2>> <<set $predName to "fail">> <<goto "Night- Training 2">> <</if>>

<<set _roll to random(1,2)>> <<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "weak">> <<set _active to true>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> You shift your weight around a little, hoping the movement will be enough to upset her stomach. One nudge to your right seems to catch just the right spot and the entire chamber pulses in response, the walls gripping you tight for a brief moment before returning to normal. <<else>> You push out against the stomach walls, putting some force behind your movements but pacing yourself to conserve energy. Strange groans start to build up as you move, until one push causes the walls to suddenly tense up and force your arm back. A small spasm shudders through them when they return to normal. <</if>> <</append>> <<case "normal">> <<set _active to true>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> You lash out against the stomach walls, flailing your arms with all the strength you can manage in the tight confines. As you pummel the flesh around you, the stomach starts to groan in protest and $predName lets out a pained grunt. <<else>> You start to shift your weight from side to side, trying to upset $predName's gut by making the whole chamber sway and shake around you. On one good shove to the right, you feel her jolt forward and clutch at you through her belly. <</if>> <</append>> <<case "strong">> <<set _active to true>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> After a little hesitation out of concern you might potentially hurt Emma, you start to thrash wildly against the stomach walls, giving it your all so that you can train properly. The chamber groans ominously and tenses up around you, growing tighter until you can no longer keep up the onslaught. Just as it seems like the pressure might be enough to push you out, they slowly relax again, still grumbling in annoyance. <<else>> You rage against the walls of $predName's stomach with all the strength you can muster, not holding back despite this being practice. A loud groan tears through the organ, protesting the punishment it's become subject to. The walls tremble around you for a moment, and you hear $predName grunt. <</if>> <</append>> <<case "brace">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> With the pressure of the walls squeezing tight against you, you focus your efforts on holding them at bay. You brace your arms and legs, locking your body into a position that gives you a little bit of breathing room. <<else>> Although her stomach has been weakened by the antacid, the pressure is still pretty intense, and Emma is still doing her best to keep you down here. You brace yourself for any kind of threat you might face, focusing your strength on defending instead of breaking out for now, waiting for a better time to strike. <</if>> <</append>> <<case "rest">> <<if _active>> <<append "#digestion">> Hoping to regain some of your strength, you let yourself go limp, leaning back into the slimy flesh of her stomach. You try to relax as the walls gently rock your body. Tuning out the groaning and grumbling around you, you slip into a sort of meditative state for a couple minutes, feeling refreshed when you bring your focus back to the situation at hand. <</append>> <<else>> <<append "#digestion">> Not ready to get started yet, or perhaps curious how strictly Emma will stick to her promise of not doing anything until you do, you just ease back into the walls of her stomach and sit still. The gentle grinding of the slick flesh surrounding you, combined with the sound of her heartbeat faintly audible from above, feels oddly comforting without the threat of digestion. <</append>> <</if>> <<case "progress">> <<if $progress is 2>> <<append "#digestion">> After a particularly strong push, you feel Emma jolt forward and let out an impressively loud burp. The walls tremble around you for a moment and you can feel her frantically massaging the sides of her gut. Then things seem to subside again and she leans back with a sigh. "Um, excuse me! I //*urp*// thought the antacid would stifle that kind of thing but that was almost on the level of when I'm super drunk..." she says with a laugh, causing some subtle squeezing from her stomach walls. "You're doing good, I'm really feeling it! I'll probably move to the bathroom soon just in case." @@color:chartreuse;You're wearing her down, keep pushing!@@ <</append>> <<elseif $progress is 3>> <<append "#digestion">> Emma lets out a surprised gasp and the walls of her stomach clamp down hard around you. She wraps her arms around you, trembling a little as her stomach threatens to reject you. But, after a few moments, the pressure subsides and she breathes a sigh of relief. You feel her slowly stand up. "You're, uh, you're doing really //*uurp*// good in there..." she says, clearly a little strained. You feel her go on the move. "Hang on for a second. I'm moving to the bathroom for when you get out, I don't think I can take much more." "I hope I'm not making you feel //too// bad! Just let me know and we can stop," you say as she gets into her new position. "Oh, no, I'll be okay! It's part of the process," she says with a laugh, giving you a little pat on the head through her belly. "I'm all set, sitting by the shower now! Keep it up $name!" @@color:lime;Keep it up, she can't hold out much longer!@@ <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<default>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</switch>>

<<set _roll to random(1,20)>> <<if !_active>> <<set $predAction to "rest">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Um, $name..?" Emma says, giving you a poke. "<<if $turn > 1>>Seriously... Do something...<<else>>You can start now you know. We're doing this to //train//, remember?<</if>>" <</append>> <<elseif _crushComplain>> <<if _roll > 5>> <<set $predAction to "massage">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "rest">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Uh, you're doing good in there! Keep it up!" Emma says, giving you a very hesitant pat on the back. "You're still doing okay right? Let me know if you want out..." <</append>> <</if>> <<elseif ($progress > 1) and ($counter <= 0)>> <<set $counter to 2>> <<set $predAction to "crush">> <<set _predActionIntensity to 2>> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "You're doing really //*urp*// good, keep it up! But if we're both supposed to be going all out on this for training... Um, sorry $name, you should probably brace yourself..." Emma says. You feel her start to stand up after her ominous warning. Before you can properly take her advice, she drops back <<if $progress < 3>>onto the bed<<else>>to the ground<</if>>, this time belly-first. You grunt as you're pushed against the surface, sandwiched between Emma's weight and the ground below. Things get even worse as you feel her wrap both her arms and legs around the side of her gut, pushing in hard from all angles. The pressure is overwhelming, making it difficult to move in any capacity. She wasn't kidding about going all out. "//*UUrrp*// Sorry $name, I really hope that didn't hurt!" she says, her voice strained as she keeps up the pressure. "Um, just let me know if this is too much, okay!" <</append>> <<elseif ($lastAction is "rest") or ($lastAction is "brace")>> <<if _roll > 10>> <<set $predAction to "massage">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "squeeze">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "I know you must be tiring out, but Zoey definitely wouldn't let you just sit around, so..." As she trails off, her stomach crashes in around you, squeezing you tight. It pulses with even more intense pressure a few times before settling on a more manageable level. "This is serious training, you've gotta push hard if you wanna get out! I know you can do it!" <</append>> <</if>> <<else>> <<if _roll > 10>> <<set $predAction to "squeeze">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> The stomach walls suddenly squeeze in tight around you, the pressure centered right around your core. You can feel that it's Emma wrapping her arms around her gut, giving you a very constricting hug. She has you pinned pretty well, making it difficult to move your own arms in any capacity. "Sorry $name, but I don't think many real predators will give you any heads up! Let me know if it's too tight," Emma says, straining a little from the effort of squeezing you. <</append>> <<elseif $progress > 1>> <<set $predAction to "massage">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "taunt">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if ($emmaRel > 3) and ($sceneDefense is 0)>> <<set $sceneDefense -= 2>> "What's wrong $name? You were so confident going in but you aren't making much progress," Emma teases. She pokes her belly and giggles. "Let me know if you want out before the thirty minutes are up." "You're definitely getting into this more than I thought you would! I hadn't pegged you for the type to taunt your prey," you reply, pushing back against her hand. "Well I'm standing in for someone way worse, and you were so smug about being able to beat me, I have to have a little fun," she laughs. "But for real, only half teasing, just say the word and I'll get you out." "Oh don't you worry about me," you say. You grin in the darkness of her gut. "Your slimy stomach rubbing up against my bare skin is just making it hard to position myself, once I get my bearings you're done for.~" Emma pauses, then quickly pulls her hands away from her belly and clears her throat. "O-Oh, right, um, yeah..." she says with a nervous laugh. "I guess that's probably... difficult..." <<else>> "You know, this training was a really good idea!" Emma says, giving you a teasing poke through her belly. "You definitely need it if this is the best you can do right now. Let me know if you want some pointers!" she says with a giggle. "O-Or to get out, I don't want to be too mean..." she quickly adds. <</if>> <</append>> <</if>> <</if>> <<if $counter > 0>> <<set $counter -= 1>> <</if>>

<<Time 18.75>><<set $emmaTrainForZoey to 3>>\ "Nope, I'm just enjoying the atmosphere in here," you tease. "Excuse me!?" Emma shouts. There's a harsh edge to her voice you haven't really heard before. "Emma I'm just--" "No, I... I can't believe you $name! I'm getting you out..." she says. You're roughly jostled around as she gets up from her bed and storms into the bathroom. "We're done with this." "Emma, really, I'll take things more seriously," you say, bracing yourself with your arms as she moves around. She comes to a stop, resting her hands on the front of her belly. "You said we were training. I let you into my body so you could practice, not... whatever you've been doing for fifteen minutes..." she says. One of her arms wraps around her belly and starts to push in. "Ugh, just get out..." You hear Emma gag, then shortly after the walls of her stomach crash in around you. With some extra assistance from her arm, you're quickly pushed up into her esophagus. It doesn't take long before you slide back past her lips and out into the cool air of the room. You find that you're in the shower when you sit up, covered in digestive fluids from your brief trip into your roommate. "...please take a long shower..." Emma grumbles, looking away from you. You're pretty sure you hear her sniffle as she heads back into the main room. You sigh, slowly getting to your feet. Although you aren't quite sure what you were thinking doing that in the first place, you're shocked by how much it seemed to offend Emma. You take off your <<if $outfit is "underwear">>underwear<<else>>clothes<</if>> and turn on the water, intending to take Emma's advice about the shower. You take your time getting clean, despite the fact that her neutralized stomach didn't leave too much of a mess. Your attention is more on thinking about the situation at hand than the shower itself. Eventually, your fingers start to prune and you finally shut off the water, hoping Emma has cooled down enough by now. Luckily, she was still kind enough to leave a towel out for you. After drying off and wrapping up, you step out into the room. Emma is laying on her bed with her back turned to you, focused on her phone. You don't say anything yet, just quickly grabbing some clothes and heading back into the bathroom to change. When you return to the room, you sit down on the edge of your bed. <<set $outfit to "normal">> "Um, Emma..." you say. She puts her phone down, but doesn't turn around. "I really don't appreciate being lied to, $name." "I... I'm sorry, it was kind of a strange thing to do..." Emma sighs. "I know most people don't see it this way, so you probably think I'm weird for being upset..." She sits up and finally turns to face you, hugging her knees. "But... Swallowing someone, it's a really intimate thing, at least to me. Like, being //inside// someone is literally the closest you can be. I don't know //what// you were doing in there, but... it just feels really gross knowing you weren't honest about why you wanted me to do this...<<if $emmaRel > 3>> Especially since you convinced me to let you //strip// right beforehand...<</if>>"<<set $emmaInfo3 to 2>> "Oh..." is all you say at first. "I didn't know you felt that way, I'm sorry. I promise this wasn't some scheme I planned ahead of time, I just suddenly had the idea to mess around..." "It's... It's okay, just please never do anything like this again," she says. "And let me sleep this off, I'll have cooled down by tomorrow." "Of course," you say. She lays back down and turns away again, still seeming hurt.<<if $emmaRel > 0>> <<if $emmaRel > 2>><<Emma -2>><<else>><<Emma -1>><</if>><</if>> You sit back on your own bed, pulling out your laptop to pass the time as you both sit in tense silence. You don't dare to ask if she still wants to do things the other way around given the circumstances. After a little while, Emma gets up to head into the shower. You decide it's probably about time to call it a night yourself, and when you hear the water shut off in the bathroom you close your laptop and grab your pajamas, heading into the bathroom right behind her when she steps out. [[Get ready for bed->September 5th- End of Day]]<<include "resetFromFakeout">>

<<Time 14.5>><<set $ateAmelia to true>><<set $preyName to "Amelia">><<set $preyHealthMax to 28>><<set $preyResilience to 1>><<set $preyFrustration to 0>><<set $preyExhaustion to 0>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "Amelia_PredActions">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "Amelia_Struggle">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "Amelia(TEXT)">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Eat Amelia- Failure">><<set $preySize to 5>><<set $fullness += $preySize>>\ "Ah, sorry about that," you say, stepping to the side. Once you're out of her way, the girl completely stops paying attention to you, reaching for the door handle. With your window of opportunity closing, you strike as fast as you can. Her complete disregard of you as a threat has left her wide open, and your stomach is still begging for a filling dinner. You grab her hand as she reaches for the door handle, quickly stuffing it into your mouth and swallowing hard. "H-Hey, what the f--!?" Another swallow jerks her towards you, and lands her head inside your mouth. Because of her short stature, your throat pulls her up, and you have to lean forward slightly to compensate for her weight as another gulp brings her shoulders up past your lips. As you start to lift her off the ground, her legs flail beneath her, trying to knock you off balance. You have to brace yourself against the door just to comfortably slide down into a sitting position before you can grab her legs to slow the struggle, and with your next swallow you feel her head beginning to stretch out your stomach. As you start to swallow her hips, you tilt your head up, letting gravity help you get her down. When her thighs enter your throat, her kicking weakens enough for you to let go, and with a couple more gentle gulps your lips meet and your dinner is fully inside you. With one more swallow, you feel her curl up inside your bulging stomach. @@color:yellowgreen;You overpowered your prey.@@ "//*UUUUuuurp*// Phew... You know, I was expecting you to be a light dinner, but you're a lot bigger than you look!" you exclaim, lightly rubbing your stomach. "Sorry, I don't think I //*urp*// caught your name. You cool if I just call you 'Dinner'?"<<done>><<include $sceneActionsLink>><<replace "#actionReminder">><<PredActionReminder>><</replace>><</done>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "predOptions">></div>

<<if $preyHealth <= 0>> <<append "#digestion">> Amelia has clearly been using up more energy than her resting is recovering and it shows. Her periods of inactivity have gotten longer, and her struggles are weak enough that you hear her splashing in your stomach acids more than you actually feel them. The fact that every time you lightly squeeze in to stop her outbursts you dig in a little deeper only makes it more clear that the fight is over. During a particularly long break in the action, you idly press in and out with your legs, lightly fidgeting with your soft, round gut as you wait for her next escape attempt. "What's the matter?" you say, egging her on. "Come on, you had such a strong start! Don't give in now! I'm sure if you just push a little hard--//"*''OOUUURRRR''RRRRP!*"//" in the middle of your taunt, you squeeze in tighter than you intended, surprisingly finding practically no resistance as you accidentally force the excess air in your stomach up your throat. A heavy slosh accompanies you releasing the grip of your thighs on your stomach. A probing poke at your now rounded belly where Amelia's head should be only sinks down deep into soft flesh. @@color:lime;Amelia has been digested!@@ "Huh... I thought for sure you'd //*urrrp*// put up more of a last stand," you say to your gurgling stomach. You stand up, the mess that was Amelia weighing heavy within you, requiring you to support it with your arms by physically carrying your belly as you stand up. "Oof... Not that I //wanted// to spend all night in a //*urp*// bathroom. God, you're a heavy one, aren't you?" The only response from within is a light splashing accompanying your footsteps as you make your way back to your dorm. <<include "playerPredEnd">>[[Return to your dorm->September 5th- Before Dinner]] <</append>> <</if>>

<<if $turn is 0>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "My name's Amelia you fucking bitch!" she shouts, immediately thrashing against your stomach walls. Despite her size, she's actually managing to put up a powerful fight in there. The strong opener is already starting to upset your stomach. <</append>> <<elseif $preyFrustration > 0>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<set $preyExhaustion += 1>> <<set $preyFrustration to 0>> <<append "#digestion">> "I know you ate me but do you have to be such a fucking //bitch// about it!?" Amelia shouts, clearly struggling with more energy she can afford to give in response to your taunts. "No shit, I'm short and chubby! Guess what! I've still ground three bitches like you to a pulp in my gut, and I'm more than happy to add a fourth!" <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 1>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <<elseif $turn is 2>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<set _preyActionIntensity to 0>> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<set $preyExhaustion += 1>> <<append "#digestion">> While Amelia is still moving, she isn't hitting nearly as hard as she was when she was first swallowed. Her breathing is already getting heavy, but she insists on continuing her assault on your stomach. "You uh... You okay in there?" you ask, giving your stomach a curious poke. "Just fuckin' peachy..." she lies, panting. "Listen, if you're tired I can probably lug you back to my room and we could both take a nap." Despite her clear exhaustion, she still manages to land a solid punch to your stomach wall. <</append>> <<elseif $preyExhaustion > 0>> <<set $preyAction to "rest">> <<if $counter is 0>> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<set $counter += 1>> <<append "#digestion">> The steam from her opening salvo of blows is completely gone. She is laying completely still inside your stomach, even as your groaning stomach begins to douse her with acid. If it weren't for her annoying grumbling, you'd almost think she was already gone. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<else>> <<set $preyAction to "struggle">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<append "#digestion">> <</append>>

<<set _roll to random(1,2)>> <<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "taunt">> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> "Is it weird to say I was expecting my stomach to be a lot smaller?" you ask, lifting your belly slightly before letting it fall back into your lap. "//*Oourp*// Lighter too. I kind of thought you'd be more of a snack than a full dinner." "Funny, haven't heard that one be-fucking-fore!" Amelia shouts, writhing in your stomach. From her panting amidst her struggles, it's clear the resistance is taking a lot out of her. "Want to guess where the last bitch that cracked that joke ended up?" "Nah, but I'm going to assume that in a couple hours she'll wind up as part of the belly fat you're going to give me." <<else>> "You know, you seem really angry. I don't get what the big deal is," you tell Amelia, gently stroking your stomach. "What the big deal...? You ate me, asshole!" "<<if $totalEscaped > 0>>Hey, I've been eaten before too, and I'm doing just fine<<else>>Hey, most people at this school wind up in someone else's gut<</if>>. Really, I think you just have a //short// temper," you tease. <</if>> <</append>> <<default>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</switch>>

<<Time 14.75>>With another heavy blow, your stomach lets out a twisted groan. Despite her inability to put up a sustained fight, her active periods //hurt//. Even with the opportunities to let your stomach rest, her assault is more than it can bear. You feel something solid start to make its way up your throat, and even when you try to swallow it back down it quickly becomes apparent that your gut isn't cooperating. <<if $preyHealthThreshold < 2>>"Fucking bitch!" Amelia shouts, her head shooting up out of your mouth. More than happy to get back to its normal size, your stomach practically does half the work in pushing the rest of her back up your throat. In seconds, Amelia is sprawled out on the floor, her clothes having completely melted away and her skin dotted with red burns. She slowly attempting to push herself up, her muscles failing her and sending her back onto the ground more than once before she finally manages to stand. "Gah... You're... so lucky the bitch I ate Tuesday is still hanging off me... Next time I fucking see your god damn face..." "Do you //try// to swear with every sentence or are you just naturally like this?" you ask with a cough. "Can it, asshole.... There's only five pounds of her left and I'm more than happy to break my diet early." Despite what she says, the struggle clearly took a lot out of her. You're pretty sure if she tried to eat you right now, she'd pass out with you half way down her throat. She's exhausted, and pushes right past you through the bathroom door.<<else>>"Fucking bitch!" Amelia shouts, her head shooting up out of your mouth. More than happy to get back to its normal size, your stomach practically does half the work in pushing the rest of her back up your throat. In seconds, Amelia is sprawled out on the floor, slowly pushing herself up. "Gah... you're lucky the bitch I ate Tuesday is still hanging off me. Next time I fucking see your god damned face..." "Do you //try// to swear with every sentence or are you just naturally like this?" you ask with a cough. "Can it, asshole. There's only five pounds of her left and I'm more than happy to break my diet early." Despite what she says, the struggle clearly took a lot out of her. You're pretty sure if she tried to eat you right now, she'd pass out with you half way down her throat. She's exhausted, and pushes right past you through the bathroom door.<</if>> While you're stuck slumped against the wall clutching your stomach, you're lucky enough that no one follows in after Amelia leaves to take advantage of the situation. By the time you're able to stand comfortably again, your stomach has only gotten emptier, but clearly not in the mood for you to try your luck again. You push open the door and head for the dining hall, hoping to at least grab a light dinner. <<include "playerPredFail">><<set $ateAmelia to false>>[[Head to dinner->September 5th- Dinner]]

<<Time 8.75>>You open the door and hurry out into the hall, finding yourself upstairs in the further hallway of Lampton. You rush back toward the bridge to get back to your own dorm, unfortunately having to pass by a few girls that were on their way to breakfast, catching both amused and disgusted looks. Luckily, when you finally make it back to your room and head inside, you find that Emma isn't there, sparing you an awkward conversation. You immediately head into the bathroom, grabbing your towel on the way. After pulling off your soaked clothes, you turn on the shower and step under the refreshing stream of water. As you get yourself clean, you also take the time to process what you just spent a full day doing. You go extra heavy on the soap to make sure you definitely get rid of any residual scent left behind. Eventually, a growl from your stomach convinces you to wrap things up and you step out to dry off. While you rush through the rest of your morning routine, brushing your teeth and throwing on the first outfit you find, it becomes increasingly hard to ignore the fact that you haven't eaten anything since breakfast yesterday thanks to Janet. Although you're starting to cut it close on time, skipping breakfast clearly isn't an option so you hurry back out of your room and over to Lampton to get to the dining hall. You make a beeline for the buffet line when you arrive.<<set $outfitState to "normal">><<set $outfit to "normal">> Unfortunately, all they have set out today are bagels. You just grab several and a random assortment of the toppings they have set out and head for an open seat, not having time to even toast them. You immediately dig in, scarfing down your carb-heavy meal to sate your aching stomach. The first bite makes clear just how hungry you are, and you end up practically swallowing them whole, not even ending up using the packets of cream cheese and butter you grabbed in your haste. In just a few minutes over half a dozen bagels disappear down your throat, the end of your rapid binge punctuated by a loud burp. You lean back and rest a hand on your very slightly bulging stomach with a contented sigh. Then, remembering you still have a class to get to, you take care of your plate and start to head out. [[Head to class->September 6th- Heading to Class]]<<if $fullness is 0>><<set $stamina to Math.clamp($stamina+8, 0, $staminaMax)>><</if>>

<<Time 10>><<set $minaSaved += 1>>Having a feeling that you might know who's at the center of that commotion based on what you heard, you step away from the door and head to investigate instead. Sure enough, when you turn the corner you catch a quick glimpse of two girls dragging a pretty unmistakable face into a nearby bathroom. Mina is in peril once again. You hurry off to catch up with them before anything too bad happens, feeling the faintest twinge of frustration about having to come to the rescue again. But, you're still relieved to have come across her in time. When you arrive at the bathroom door, you very gently ease it open, hoping to be able to survey the scene before alerting the girls to your presence. "I don't know..." one of them says, a black girl with her hair tied back into a braided ponytail. "Come on, this is the perfect opportunity! She's so small, and no way can she put up much of a fight," the other girl replies, a tall blonde with short hair. She's holding Mina by the arm. "Just look at this." Despite the fact that she's not paying any attention to her while she's talking, Mina's attempts at breaking her grip don't seem to be accomplishing much of anything. "No no, I get that. I just don't know if I'm willing to help with something involving your butthole," the other girl explains. Realizing where they intend to take this, you quickly head in to break things up. "What's going on, you guys having a party in here or something?" you say, acting like you're just here to use the bathroom. "//*Pfft*//, no, just getting some privacy," the blonde girl says. She doesn't seem alarmed, though the other one is giving you a suspicious look. "Check out how fucking tiny this girl is though! She's gotta be under five foot, right?" "Wow, that's crazy!" you say, feigning shock as you get close to the group. You crouch down to look at Mina while the girl shows her off like some prize she earned, giving her a tiny nod when she makes eye contact. "I bet she weighs like nothing," you say, putting a hand on Mina's free arm and glancing up at the blonde girl like you're requesting permission to test your theory. "Yeah it's hilarious! We just dragged her here like it was nothing," the girl laughs, nodding at you and dropping Mina's arm. "Hang on, don't just--" You immediately take off running with Mina once she's released, a little surprised that it was that easy. You rush out into the hall, keeping a loose grip on Mina's arm until it's clear she's gotten the message about the escape. As you turn the corner, you take a quick look behind you, finding that the two girls didn't give up that easily. "Hey, get back here!" the blonde girl shouts. "I need her for practice!" "She's not on the menu!" you call back, rushing towards the dorm hallway. Luckily, you have enough of a headstart that the two of you are able to duck into your room before they get close enough to spot you going in. "Ugh, they must have gone into their dorm already..." you hear one of the girls grumble as they walk past. "Maybe they just went upstairs?" the other suggests. You breathe a sigh of relief once you hear their footsteps trail off down the hall. "You okay?" you say, glancing over at Mina. "Yes, thank you $name," she says, giving you a little nod. "They had something quite awful planned for me." "Yeah I was getting that feeling from what I overheard..." you reply. You smile at her. "I'm glad I showed up in time!" "My apologies for making you put yourself in danger again..." she says, looking a little forlorn. "It is very kind of you to keep helping me." "Hey, no worries!" you say. "You've just had some bad luck. Although, maybe you should try to be a little more cautious in the halls," you add with a laugh. "What were you up to anyways?" "We were dismissed early from my morning class, I was on my way back to my dorm," she explains. "But even this early in the day things are rather perilous here, I suppose." "Yeah, you've always gotta be on your guard if you're going to last here!" you say. "It sounds like they're gone, if you want to sneak back to your room. I'd say we should hang out, but I've got back to back classes right about now." "Of course, if you think it is safe." After poking your head out to make sure the coast is actually clear, you step out into the hall with Mina to bring her back to her dorm. Room K150, right by the stairs.<<set $minaDorm to true>> "Thank you again, $name," Mina says, pausing in the doorway with a small smile on her face. "I really appreciate what you've done for me." "Of course! Just be a little more careful so we don't have to do this again too soon, alright?" you say with a little laugh.<<if !$week1PartyMinaInvited>> As you wave and turn to leave, you're suddenly reminded of the party happening tomorrow. \ <<link "Invite Mina to Emma's party">> <<replace "#invite">>\ <<set $week1PartyMinaInvited to true>>\ "Hey Mina, by the way," you say, catching her just before she closes the door. "My roommate is throwing a big party for all the freshmen this Saturday, you're invited if you'd like to go!" "Oh! I must admit I am not usually much for parties, but I can try to stop by for a little while," she says. "Awesome! It's tomorrow night in the lounge in Lampton, I'll see you there!" You give her another wave, then continue back to your own dorm. A little concerned that the two girls you angered might still be out looking for you, you decide to just skip your first class entirely rather than show up late. So, you just pass the time in your dorm for an hour or so. Once noon approaches, you get up to head to Survival, crossing your fingers that you actually make it there without issue this time. [[Head to class->September 6th- Survival]]\ <</replace>> <</link>> <<link "Don't invite her">> <<replace "#invite">>\ But, quickly realizing that inviting Mina to a big party like Emma is planning would be an incredibly dangerous, stupid idea, you decide not to say anything. Instead, you just continue on your way back to your own dorm. A little concerned that the two girls you angered might still be out looking for you, you decide to just skip your first class entirely rather than show up late. So, you just pass the time in your dorm for an hour or so. Once noon approaches, you get up to head to Survival, crossing your fingers that you actually make it there without issue this time. [[Head to class->September 6th- Survival]]\ <</replace>> <</link>> \ <<else>> You give her a wave, then turn and head back to your own room. A little concerned that the two girls you angered might still be out looking for you, you decide to just skip your first class entirely rather than show up late. So, you just pass the time in your dorm for an hour or so. Once noon approaches, you get up to head to Survival, crossing your fingers that you actually make it there without issue this time. [[Head to class->September 6th- Survival]]\ <</if>>

<<Time 10>><<if $minaEnd is "alive">>Deciding that whatever's going on is none of your business, you ignore the commotion and head into the room.<<set $minaEnd to "unknown">><<set $tempMinaFailed to true>><<else>>You open the door and head into the room.<<set $tempMinaFailed to false>><</if>> It's fairly full already<<if $introA > 1>>, not looking like you've really lost anyone in this class since Wednesday<<else>>, though there are still plenty of open seats<</if>>. You sit down in the nearest available seat. Evidently you were exactly on time, because Professor Juniper gets up to start teaching less than a minute after you get seated. "Good morning everyone!" she says with a cheery smile. "I know things will have been a little crazy for you, but I hope you've all had a good first week! I promise I'll get your names down well enough to skip this eventually, but for now I'm going to need to do attendance still, bear with me!" She goes down the list of names<<if $ateCassidy or $samAteCassidy>>; you smirk to yourself when Cassidy is the only new name to go unanswered<<else>>, being pleasantly surprised that not only are there no new missing students, but one girl she'd marked down as being digested actually just missed the first two classes and is here today<</if>>. "Okay, let's begin!" She gives a quick recap of what was covered in the last class, then continues on to wrapping up the first unit, "Prey Selection and Knowing Your Limits". She covers a little bit more on physical limitations to keep in mind, primarily a warning about how it's inadvisable to try to swallow any more than a single person at a time--even if your stomach has room for multiple, your throat isn't able to stretch nearly as much. While some very active predators //can// manage it with some difficulty, trying to squeeze two people into your throat at once, especially in the case of eating a predator with a full stomach, is dangerous and can easily result in injury. She then moves on to discuss the dangers of being overconfident in your abilities and why it's important to be smart in choosing when and what prey you go for. To cap things off, she tells a story from back when she was a student at the school as an example. Late in her sophomore year, she came across a senior out in the courtyard who had swallowed one of the juniors, but a friend of her prey wasn't far away and had come to try and help. The overzealous senior managed to eat the second junior as well, but after a prolonged struggle two active prey of that level proved to be too much for her and the juniors escaped. Juniper points out that this was already poor judgement on the senior's part: not taking into account her surroundings by overlooking the other girl that came to aid her initial prey, and then biting off more than she could chew when the situation got messy. But she'd made another mistake that would prove to be a fatal one: doing all this in such a public area. Juniper had been watching from the sidelines the whole time and, although she never would have normally been able to handle her, swooped in to eat the senior while she was completely exhausted by the ordeal she'd just been through. Someone points out that that doesn't sound like something she would do, but Juniper just chuckles and explains that she was a much different person in her college days. "Alright then, that's everything for today! Enjoy your weekend everyone!" Juniper says, dismissing the class. <<AttendIntro>>\ <<if $freshCoupleRel > 1>>As you're getting up to leave, you feel a tap on your shoulder. "Um, hey $name," someone says from behind you. You turn to find Alesha, who gives you an awkward wave. "You know about Emma's party, right?" "Hey! Yeah, what's up?" you reply. "Oh, I just wanted to double check where it was gonna be on campus," she says. She gets a little smile and looks off to the side. "Heh, Sarah forgot and keeps telling me something different whenever I ask instead of admitting it..." "It's gonna be in the lounge in Lampton! The door to the left of the stairs from the dining hall, I think," you say. The two of you start to walk towards the door together. "Okay good, that's what I thought. Thanks!" she says. <</if>>[[Head to your next class->September 6th- Heading to Survival]]

<<if ($emmaDitchedCookout > 2) and !($ateCassidy or $samAteCassidy) and ($aliceRel < 2)>><<set _emmaMad to true>><<else>><<set _emmaMad to false>><</if>>\ <<if $eatenByCherry>><<set $survivalLate += 1>>\ You hurry upstairs and down the hall to Room 230, carefully opening the door to sneak inside after you take a quick look through the window to make sure it's still the right class. Unfortunately, you don't make it more than a couple steps in before Steria notices and calls attention to you. "Oh, welcome, did you run into trouble?" she says, pausing her lecture. "Can I get your name? Sorry it, um, it'll take me a while to learn faces." "It's $name $last," you say, sheepishly slinking into an open seat while everyone's attention is on you. "Okay, great, thanks!" Steria says with a smile. "Now where was I..." She quickly gets back into the lecture, and you quickly regret bothering to come. She's still on the first unit about staying alert and aware to avoid having to deal with predators in the first place.\ <<else>>\ You head into the classroom, finding it mostly full already. <<if $emmaRel > 0>>Emma is sitting near the front<<if _emmaMad>>, but you get the feeling she's still a little grumpy about this morning so you head for a seat on the other side of the room<<else>>, so you head for the open seat next to her<</if>>.<<else>>You head for an open seat near the back of the room.<</if>><<if ($malloryAttention2 or (($malloryRel < 1) and $malloryAttention1 and ($malloryTargetKayla != 1))) and !$analAteOlivia>> You pass by Mallory on the way, and catch her giving you an uncomfortable look out of the corner of your eye. Maybe you're just seeing things, though, because when you turn to look at her there's nothing but a perfectly normal smile on her face.<</if>> <<if ($emmaRel > 0) and !_emmaMad>>Emma happily greets you as you sit down, but Professor Steria gets up to start her lecture before much else can be said.<<else>>Shortly after you sit down, Professor Steria gets up to start the lecture.<</if>> "Okay, um, good morning everyone! Glad to see you all back again, I hope you all had a good first week!" Steria says with a smile. She seems to lose her train of thought for a moment, then gives a quick shake of her head and continues. "I just need to take attendance quickly and then we can begin!" After a quick roll call, Steria jumps into her lecture for the day. Today's lesson is still continuing on with the first unit on staying alert and aware to avoid having to deal with predators in the first place, and you couldn't be more bored.<</if>> All of the information she covers seems like common sense to you, and most of it is very repetitive--the vast majority of the "tips" she goes over can be boiled down to: don't trust women you don't know and don't end up alone with someone who could potentially be a threat unless you completely trust them. But, you suppose they have to cover the basics here just in case. Eventually, she reaches the end of the lesson, seeming relieved herself. "Okay, I think that wraps things up for our first lesson, thank you for coming everyone!" Steria says. "Um, as a final note we will be having a small quiz on this information Tuesday. Just some really basic questions to make sure you're understanding everything, I promise we won't have many pen-and-paper tests in here," she adds with a somewhat nervous laugh. "Have a good day!" <<AttendSurvival>>\ [[Head back to your dorm->September 6th- Afternoon]]

<<Time 12>><<if $freshCoupleRel > 1>>\ The two of you head out into the hall together. You have another class right after this one, so there's no time to waste. You take a right from the classroom, making your way to the nearest stairwell, and find that Alesha is still walking with you. "You got another class too?" you ask. "Oh, um, no. But Sarah's class is this way, I thought I'd say hi..." she says with a nervous laugh. "And let her know where the party is. I guarantee she's going to say 'yeah, that's what I've been telling you!' when I let her know." "That sounds kind of annoying to deal with," you say as the two of you head upstairs. <<if ($cherryMax > 0) or ($cherryMin < 0)>>You notice Cherry pass by you coming the other way, but she just gives you a wink and carries on without saying anything. <</if>> "Oh, no no, I find it cute!" Alesha says with a little smile. "We're really in touch with each other--she only does this sort of thing with the understanding that I know she's messing around and doesn't really know the answer. We, uh, have real talk when it's important." "If you say so," you reply with a shrug. "Heh, you should see her and Selma butt heads though. She knows when Sare's doing it too, but it drives her //crazy//," Alesha laughs. "Selma?" "O-Oh, that's her older sister..." she replies as the two of you arrive at the door to your class. She seems stressed for a moment and looks away, glancing into the classroom. "Looks like she isn't here yet."<<set $sarahInfo2 to 1>> "Ah, gotcha..." you say. Behind Alesha, you spot Sarah approaching from the other end of the hall. She holds a finger up to her mouth when you lock eyes with her. "Um, so how was your first week?" you ask, getting the message. "Oh! Uh, I don't know. Kinda scary? Not all bad, but I'm still bummed about not rooming with Sarah..." "You called?~" Sarah says, draping herself over Alesha's shoulder and giving her a kiss on the cheek. Alesha looks startled at first, but then smiles and leans over to give her a kiss in return. "What are you doing here, Ali? Is $name trying to steal you away from me?" "You know that would never work, babe," Alesha says with a giggle, giving her another quick kiss. "I just wanted to surprise you! And let you know that I asked $name and the party's going to be in the Lampton lounge tomorrow night." "Yeah, that's what I've been telling you!" Sarah laughs. Alesha smirks and gives you a quick nod. "But I'm glad you found out for sure, you're the best babe.~" The two of them quickly get lost in a conversation of their own and you excuse yourself with a quick goodbye, heading inside the classroom. [[Go inside->September 6th- Survival]]\ <<elseif $cherryRel > 2>>\ You get up from your seat and head out into the hall. You have another class right after this one, so there's no time to waste. Taking a right from the classroom, you make your way to the nearest stairwell to head upstairs. When you step out onto the second floor, you're met by a familiar face coming the other way. <<if $day6BreakfastCherry>>"Couldn't stay away, huh?" Cherry teases. "I don't know, seems more like //you're// following //me//," you reply with a smirk. "How's that bagel sitting?" On cue, her stomach gurgles loud enough for you to hear. "Like a rock, and barely filling at all, bagel day is the worst..." Cherry sighs. She gives her exposed belly a poke, her stomach grumbling again in response. She looks back at you and grins. "Don't suppose you'd want to help me with that?"<<else>>"Howdy $name," Cherry says with a grin. "I thought for sure you'd be gone by the end of the week, good job!" "Gee, thanks," you reply with a smirk. "How have you been?" "Hungry," she replies, her stomach gurgling loud enough for you to hear it right on cue. "Bagel day in the dining hall is the worst, not filling at all." She gives her exposed belly a poke, her stomach grumbling again in response. She looks back up at you and grins. "Don't suppose you'd want to help me with that?"<</if>> "Uh, sorry, I've got a class to get to," you say, taking a step back. "Mmmmm... alright, fine," she sighs. "I did have this whole thing planned but I'll wait for someone else to come by if you've got places to be." She gets a mischievous smirk. "This time.~" "Thanks..." you say, still keeping an eye on her. She giggles and waves before heading past you down the stairs, apparently off to find another victim. You continue on your way to Room 230 with a little more urgency, arriving at the door before long. [[Go inside->September 6th- Survival]]\ <<else>>\ You get up from your seat and head out into the hall. You have another class right after this one, so there's no time to waste. Taking a right from the classroom, you make your way to the nearest stairwell to head upstairs. <<if ($cherryMin is 0) and ($cherryMax is 0)>>When you step out onto the second floor, however, you're met by someone coming the other way.<<if visited("September 6th- Breakfast")>> It looks like the same odd girl you saw at breakfast.<</if>><<else>>When you step out onto the second floor, you're met by a familiar face coming the other way.<</if>> <<if ($cherryRel < 0) or ($cherryInquiry1 > 1)>>\ It's Cherry, suddenly looking very pleased when she recognizes you. <<if $day6BreakfastCherry>>"Oh perfect, it's you again!" she says, getting a mischievous grin. "That bagel didn't fill me at all, I should have just done this back in the dining hall!"<<else>>"Oh perfect, it's one of the nosy ones!" she says, getting a mischievous grin. "That's what I was hoping for, I'm starving!"<</if>>\ <<elseif ($cherryMin is 0) and ($cherryMax is 0)>>\ The girl comes to a stop in front of you with a mischievous smile on her face. She has short, unnaturally bright red hair, and, oddly, red eyes as well. "Howdy, you're a new face!<<if $metCherry>> Or at least, I'm pretty sure.<</if>> My name's Cherry, who the hell are you?" "Uh, hi? I'm $name," you say, giving her a wary look. "Aw what's with the look? I'm just saying hi..." she says. There's an awkward pause and she frowns, then looks down at her stomach, which is fully exposed by her outfit--an unbuttoned red shirt over a short black tube top. She places a hand on it and pushes in, shifting it around a little. It kicks up an audible growl from her stomach. "There we go! Sorry, usually I've got better timing on that but I guess my tummy's still mad at me for only eating a bagel at breakfast." "Uh..." you say, taking a step back. "Oh, no, hang on a second!" she says. "There's something I need you for."\ <<else>>\ <<if $day6BreakfastCherry>>"Couldn't stay away, huh?" Cherry teases. "I don't know, seems more like //you're// following //me//," you reply. "How's that bagel sitting?" On cue, her stomach gurgles loud enough for you to hear. "Like a rock, and barely filling at all, bagel day is the worst..." Cherry sighs. She gives her exposed belly a poke, her stomach grumbling again in response. She looks back at you with a mischievous smile. "But don't worry, I know exactly how to fix that!"<<else>>"Howdy $name," Cherry says with a grin. "I thought for sure you'd be gone by the end of the week, good job!" "Gee, thanks," you reply with a smirk. "How have you been?" "Hungry," she replies, her stomach gurgling loud enough for you to hear it right on cue. "Bagel day in the dining hall is the worst, not filling at all." She gives her exposed belly a poke, her stomach grumbling again in response. She looks back up at you with a mischievous smile. "But this is perfect, I've got you here to help me out!"<</if>>\ <</if>> Before you can process the intent of that statement, she leans in and grabs your shoulders, pulling you forward away from the stairs, then opens her mouth wide. <<link "Wait..!">> <<set _checkType to "prey">> <<set _baseline to 12>> <<set _modifier to 4>> <<include "voreCheck">> <<if _swallow>> <<goto "Heading to Survival- Eaten By Cherry">> <<else>> <<set $stamina -= 8>> <<replace "#escape">>\ <<if $cherryRel > 0>>"Wait, Cherry, c'mon!" you shout, trying to pull back away from her. She just tightens her grip, locking down your arms. "Stop!" "Ah relax, this'll be fun! Trust me!" she says. You take advantage of her brief pause to respond, coming up with a different approach. Instead of pulling away, you throw yourself forward while she's not prepared, knocking you both to the ground.<<else>>Realizing the danger you're in, you immediately try to pull back away from her. She just tightens her grip, locking down your arms and regaining the small amount of distance you'd managed to make. Thinking fast, you change tactics. Instead of pulling away, you throw your weight forward, doing your best to avoid dropping your head right into her mouth. The plan works, and you both topple to the ground.<</if>> @@color:yellowgreen;You managed to escape.@@ "Hey!" Cherry protests from under you. "Ugh, I wanted to try something new here... but for that, I'm taking you up the butt instead!" You roll off of her to the side before she can regain her grip. The thought occurs to you too late that you could have tried to turn the tables with the position you'd managed to gain, but with the threat she just made you'd rather not stick around anyways. You take off running down the hall, not stopping to look back until you make it to the door to Room 230. [[Go inside->September 6th- Survival]]\ <</replace>> <</if>> <</link>><</if>>

<<set $eatenByCherry to true>><<set $predName to "Cherry">><<set $predSS to 52>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "Cherry_PreyStruggle">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "Cherry(TEXT)">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "Cherry_Actions">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Eaten by Cherry- Escape">><<if $cherryInquiry1 > 1>><<set _angry to true>><<else>><<set _angry to false>><</if>>\ <<if $cherryRel > 0>>"Wait, Cherry, c'mon!" you shout, trying to pull back away from her. She just tightens her grip, locking down your arms. "Stop!" "Ah relax, this'll be fun! Trust me!" she says. You try to pull away again while she pauses to respond, but she pulls back harder, no longer messing around. Your head falls right into her mouth as you're dragged closer.<<else>>Realizing the danger you're in, you immediately try to pull back away from her. She just tightens her grip, locking down your arms and regaining the small amount of distance you'd managed to make. "Uh-uh, you're mine~" she says, licking her lips. With that, she pulls you forward, dragging your head straight into her mouth.<</if>> @@color:orange;You have been overpowered.@@ You squirm against her grip as she drags you in up to your neck. She teases you for a moment, leaving your head just resting at the top of her throat for a while before finally getting on with it and starting to swallow you down. Her lips slide over your shoulders, starting to glide down your arms as you're dragged deeper into her body. You can feel her esophagus ripple with peristalsis as the slick flesh squeezes in on you. She pushes on past your chest<<if $breastSize > 44>>, stopping for a moment while her mouth is filled with your massive bust. Whether she was struggling to get them down, or just enjoying the feeling, is impossible to say. It doesn't take long after she starts again for her to get you in up to your bellybutton<<else>>, quickly dragging you in up to your bellybutton<</if>>. You feel her rest a hand on her belly as your head pushes into her stomach, then proceed to drum her fingers across your face through her skin. She shifts her stance a little, then in one fluid motion, her hands clasp your waist and you're lifted up over her head. Once she has you held in a good position, she lets gravity do all the work, just using her hands to guide you in properly while you slowly sink into her body. <<if ($outfit is "uniform") or ($outfit is "light")>>Being suspended upside down, you feel a chill run along your thighs as your skirt, not exactly designed to perform under these circumstances, falls away. Cherry is quick to notice this little wardrobe malfunction, in more ways than one. She pulls her hands away to get them out from under the fabric, but when she brings them back she plants them right on your exposed ass<<if $buttSize > 24>>, giving the mass that's been building up from all your meals a firm squeeze<</if>>. <<if $buttSize < 15>>However, she somehow seems... disappointed, simply giving you a hard shove deeper into her throat without any further teasing.<<else>>You let out a muffled sound of protest and flail your legs, but that just spurs her on. She lightly slaps your cheeks a few times like she were playing the drums, then gives them one much firmer smack, swallowing to bring your hips into her mouth as she does so and finally moving on.<</if>><<else>>Getting uncomfortable, you start to thrash your legs, protesting for her to just get on with it. Unfortunately, that just spurs her on to tease you more. She lets go of you and moves both of her hands to massage her belly, enjoying the feeling of the bulge the upper half of your body is making while your lower half thrashes above her. You start to squirm your entire body on top of your kicking, which finally gets her to return to a more normal pace after it almost makes her lose her balance.<</if>> After a few more swallows, the last of your body disappears behind her lips, sliding down to join the rest of you in her groaning stomach. "//*UUUURRRRP*// Whew, you taste pretty good!" Cherry says, poking her gut. "<<if ($cherryRel > 0) and ($cherryInquiry1 < 2)>>That's //*urrrrp*// step one down. How's my bagel doing in there?<<else>>Pretty //*Urrrrp*// cozy in there, right?<</if>>" <<if $cherryRel > 0>>"Cherry what the hell!" you shout, pushing your arms out. "I thought we were friends? Or, at least kinda friends, it has only been a week..." "Well I made the trip down fun at least, didn't I?" "You just made it more annoying than usual!" "Everyone's a //*urp*// critic," she sighs. She pats her belly. "Well, I thought it was fun anyways. Now sit tight and show that bagel what a real meal looks like for a while."<<else>>"No, it's disgusting! I think whatever you ate for breakfast is still in here with me," you say, gagging. "Eh, you'll //*urp*// get to know each other better soon. You've got a lot in common," she giggles. <<if $cherryInquiry1 > 1>>"Bagels are less //*URP*// nosy though."<</if>><</if>><<set $sceneAttack to 0>><<set $sceneDefense to 0>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "preyOptions">></div>

<<set _roll to random(1,20)>> <<if $turn is 1>> <<set $predAction to "tease">> <<set _predActionIntensity to 0>> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> You can feel that Cherry is on the move, her belly gently bouncing and swaying along with her movements, humming to herself as she goes. She has her hands resting on her gut, lightly massaging the taut flesh as she explores your form. <<if $predHealth < $predSS>>"Ah c'mon, relax in there," she says, poking your head through her stomach. "At least till I get where I'm goin'."<<else>>"Don't you love the feeling of being full?" she says with a sigh, poking your head through her stomach. "And so satisfying after that lousy //*urp*// bagel..."<</if>> <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 2>> <<set $predAction to "tease">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "You know, you make a really cute gut $name~" Cherry teases, starting to lightly push her belly side to side while she walks. The added swaying is surprisingly disorienting even though it isn't that intense. <<if _angry>>"I'm so glad it was you I ran into--I had something else in mind but it turns out a meal is really what I needed right now."<<else>>"Heck, you might be worth keeping around just so I can enjoy this again later!"<</if>> <<if _angry>>"I'm not your meal!" you protest, pushing out against one of her hands "Get me out of here Cherry!" "Why? You //*urrrp*// seemed so interested in learning about me," she says, her next nudge having a bit more malice behind it. "And right now you're getting a very personal look at the Cherry experience.~"<<elseif $cherryRel > 0>>"Ugh, I can't believe you..." you grumble, pushing out against one of her hands. "...what did you mean by 'step one' earlier?" Cherry giggles and gives you a pat on the back. "We'll get there soon. I'll //*urp*// give you a hint though--I need to be in the bathroom for one of the later steps.~"<<else>>"Then let me out!" you shout, pushing out against one of her hands. "Oh relax, we're almost //*urp*// there," she says, giggling to herself.<</if>> <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 3>> <<set $predAction to "tease">> /*no action this turn since there's a choice presented in her acid rise message*/ <<elseif ($turn is 4) and _angry>> <<set $predAction to "crush">> <<set _predActionIntensity to 2>> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Are you seriously this upset that I asked about your name?" you say<<if ($lastAction != "brace") and ($lastAction != "rest")>>, giving the walls one last frustrated shove<</if>>. "Of course I am!" she shouts back, her words having a surprisingly harsh edge. "Do you have any idea how draining it //*urp*// is to have people constantly question who I am? It's always 'why are your eyes all fucky' or 'how come your name is stupid' or 'it's winter, why are you wearing booty shorts'! No one can ever just let me be //me//," she rants, roughly kneading her hands into her belly. "The only reason you'd want to know my 'real name' is because you're hoping it's something embarrassing you can hold over me or laugh at anyways, so fuck you..." "Uh, I..." She clears her throat. "Uh, sorry, had to vent for a second. Forgot we were in the middle of the whole //*Urrrrp*// 'predator and prey' thing," Cherry says. She giggles and a chill runs down your spine. "Here, this'll get us back on track.~" You feel her take a couple steps, then give the top of her belly an affectionate pat. A moment later, you gasp as your back is slammed against a hard surface. The walls crush in on you as you're sandwiched between Cherry's body and whatever she's pushing you into--it feels like you're still upright, so she must be pressing her belly against the wall. She tightens her muscles a bit and keeps the pressure on, pushing forward as hard as she can. "//*UUURRrrrp*// Heh, most people don't break out this move cause it //*urp*// looks weird, but it's pretty good, right?" she says, her voice strained. She traces a hand down one side of her belly. "Feels good when you squirm like this too, so let me have it.~" <</append>> <<else>> <<if ($lastAction is "rest") or ($lastAction is "brace")>> <<set $predAction to "shake">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll > 10>> "Hey c'mon, this is no fun if you just sit there!" Cherry says, shoving her belly with her right hand. Satisfied by the sloshing sound that comes from the built up acid as it sways, she shoves it back with her left hand. Soon your world is constantly rocking back and forth, throwing the inside of her stomach into chaos<<if $acidStage > 1>>, though some odd groaning tells you the organ isn't enjoying the commotion as much as its owner<</if>>. "I'm //*uurp*// not gonna stop until you make me, you know.~" <<else>> "Hmm..." Cherry mumbles. You feel one hand grope at the underside of her belly, the other jabbing the top pretty hard. "Yeah I thought so, you're still pretty //*urp*// far from being mush, what gives?" Before you have much time to answer, she giggles to herself. "I know what'll get ya moving.~" Immediately, you feel her twist her hips to the side, shaking up the contents of her stomach. Then she forces her gut in the other direction, starting to sway back and forth like she were doing some kind of dance. She laughs to herself as the roiling acids slosh around in the chaos<<if $acidStage > 1>>, though a sour groan tells you her stomach isn't as enthused about all the movement<</if>>. <</if>> <</append>> <<else>> <<if _roll > 4>> <<set $predAction to "taunt">> <<set _predActionIntensity to 0>> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll > 12>> <<if ($cherryRel is 0) and !_angry and ($counter is 0)>> <<set $counter to 1>> "You know, I'm actually //*urp*// pretty disappointed," Cherry says, poking your head through her gut. "It was gonna be so fun... You would've had a great story to tell your friends... Such an exciting twist on the usual trip into a stomach..." She lets out an exaggerated sigh, then shoves the side of her belly when you don't speak up. "Ugh, fine, I'll ask! What were you going to do?" you grumble as she prods your head again. "Oh, you thought that's what I was //*urp*// going for?" she giggles. "Nope, you missed your chance, you'll never know now. It would have been super cool though." <<elseif $progress > 2>> "Whew, you're actually pretty //*urp*// good, things aren't looking so hot on the Cherry end of things," Cherry says, patting the front of her belly. Then she starts to tap her fingers on the bulge your head is making. "You know, people usually use a toilet when they throw up from normal food... what do you think would happen if I //*urrrp*// tried that while you were coming up?" "Don't you dare!" you grunt, pushing back against her increasingly aggressive series of pokes. "I don't know, having you faceplant into toilet water might make the vom worth it~" she giggles, only getting encouraged by your retaliation to her barrage of poking. "You can just stay put if you don't want to deal with that." <<elseif $breastSize > 34>> You feel Cherry start to shift her hands around her belly, occasionally squeezing when she finds a distinct enough bulge to get a grip on. "Hmm..." she mumbles, grabbing your shoulder and squeezing it. "No... Hey, help me out here: which of these bumps is your tits? They were //*Urp*// pretty big, I should be able to feel 'em." "Ugh, seriously?" you say. "I'm facing //towards// your body anyways pervert, you can't reach them." "Oh! Yeah that makes a lot of sense. I can probably //*uurp*// fix that~" she replies. She presses in with her hands near your shoulders, and starts to push one out and the other in, attempting to turn you around. "H-Hey!" you protest as you feel yourself actually start to twist a little. You brace your hands against the walls. "Stop that!" "Heh heh, make me~" Cherry teases. She keeps up the motion, though with how light the pressure is you get the sense she's just doing it to mess with you rather than hoping to actually succeed. <<else>> <<set $predDefense += 2>> <<include "preyPredAction">> <</if>> <<else>> You feel Cherry's hands start to drum against the top of her gut, like your struggle isn't even holding her attention and she's gotten bored. It stops for a moment, only for her to suddenly give a much harder slap and giggle to herself. "The acoustics in here are great," she muses, starting to smack the sides of her belly in a consistent rhythm. "Cut it out!" you shout, shoving the wall of her stomach in protest. "Okay, how about this~" she teases. She goes back to slapping the top of her belly, drumming a much faster beat. You just grumble to yourself and try to tune her out, turning your focus back to the task at hand. <</if>> <</append>> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "taunt">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <</if>> <</if>> <</if>>

<<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "progress">> <<if ($progress is 2) and ($acidStage > 0)>> <<append "#digestion">> As you struggle, one good kick seems to hit just the right spot. Cherry grunts and jolts forward as the walls crash in around you. The pressure seems to subside for a moment, only for the walls to squeeze in again, her muscles starting to squeeze you upward in forceful waves. You grin to yourself as your head is pushed back up into her throat, slowly followed by the rest of you as her body drags you back up toward her mouth. As your head reaches the top of her throat, however, your ascent quickly starts to slow. Light reaches your eyes even while the humid warmth of her mouth still wraps around you, and when they adjust you see... yourself. Cherry is standing in front of the bathroom mirror with her mouth open wide, giving you a full view of your slimy, disheveled, acid drenched face, framed by her ruby lips. She winks at you in the mirror, then closes her mouth, a single, forceful swallow pulling you down enough for her esophagus to guide you back into the cramped depths of her gut. "Heh, heh, heh.~ Gotcha, didn't I?" she snickers. "It's gonna take a bit more if you really //*uurp*// want out.~" @@color:chartreuse;You're wearing her down, keep pushing!@@ <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<default>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</switch>>

<<Time 12.5>>You thrash and rage against the walls of her stomach, refusing to get digested right here at the end after making it through the rest of your first week<<if $cherryRel > 0>>, especially by someone you thought you were on pretty good terms with before now<</if>>. The slimy flesh surrounding you seems to start quivering, tensing up and squeezing in erratically. Cherry grips her belly as a deep, rumbling groan cuts through the air. Encouraged, you start to push even harder.<<if ($acidStage is 0) and ($cherryInquiry1 < 2)>> "H-Hey, cut it out in there!" Cherry says. "We didn't get to the good part yet!"<</if>> Soon enough, her stomach decides you aren't worth the trouble and the walls crash in around you. You're painfully squeezed from all sides until, finally, your head finds its way into the sphincter leading back to her throat. Progress is slow at first, Cherry seeming determined to swallow you back down, but after a few attempts prove insufficient at completely stopping your ascent, she gives up and your body surges forward. <<if $acidStage is 0>>You slide out of her mouth and into the cool air of the hall. Your body is drenched in digestive fluids, but otherwise you don't feel any worse for wear from your trip into the mischievous redhead. It's difficult to get traction on the smooth floor with your current state, but you manage to carefully get up into a sitting position. <<if $cherryInquiry1 > 1>>"Bleck... I wasn't expecting you to go that hard right away, my bad," Cherry says, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand while the other clutches her stomach. "Well, think of that as a tease of what happens to people that keep sticking their noses into my business, kay?" "Yeah, sure, I get the message..." you grumble, getting back to your feet. "Good, glad we cleared that up!" Cherry, says, quickly recovering and giving you a sly smile. "If you really drop it, we're good." She leans forward. "But if not... I'll have a lot more fun with this next time.~" She winks and gently pats her rear with one hand. She giggles to herself as you recoil a little from the implication, then heads off down the hall without another word. You sigh, starting to make your way back to your dorm to clean off once you get your bearings on where you are in the building.<<else>>"Hey, rude!" Cherry says, pouting with her hands on her hips. "If I'd known you were gonna go that hard right away I would have squeezed you the whole way to the bathroom." "//I'm// rude!?" you say, getting back to your feet. "You just tried to eat me for no reason!" "Yeah but I <<if $cherryRel is 0>>probably <</if>>wasn't gonna digest you, I just had a thing I wanted to do!" she says, starting to walk off. "Way to spoil the fun..." <<Cherry -1>> You sigh and shake your head. After getting your bearing on where you are in the building, you start to make your way back to your dorm.<</if>>\ <<else>>You slide out of her mouth and into the cold tile of the bathroom floor. <<if $turn > 7>>Your head feels foggy and your skin tingles, the draft in the room making it clear that your clothes were entirely melted off by her stomach. There's no way you could have lasted much longer in there.<<else>>Your body is absolutely drenched in digestive fluids, your clothes fraying and damaged from exposure to her acid. Your <<if $outfit is "normal">>shorts are<<else>>skirt is<</if>> completely gone, leaving you in just your panties and a tattered shirt.<</if>> It's difficult to get traction on the smooth floor with your current state, but you manage to carefully get up into a kneeling position. <<if $cherryInquiry1 < 2>>"Well, fair enough I guess," Cherry says with a cough. She's bent over with a hand on her stomach when you first look over at her, but seems to recover quickly. "Pretty good fighting in there freshie! Would have been way better if you'd gone along with my plan, but whatever." "...really?" you say as you slowly work your way back to your feet. "That's it?<<if $totalEscaped > 0>> Usually people are super angry when I escape.<</if>>" "I mean, what, you want me to try again or something?" Cherry says. She shrugs. "I probably could if I took you in the back instead, if that's what you really want." "No! No, I uh... I need to get cleaned up..." you say, shuffling towards the door<<if $turn > 7>> with your hands covering your body<</if>>.<<else>>"Bleck... I knew I was overdoing it a little on the taunting..." Cherry says, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand while the other clutches her stomach. "Well, think of that as a preview of what happens to people that keep sticking their noses into my business, kay?" "Definitely... got the message..." you say with a cough, struggling back to your feet. "Good, glad we cleared that up!" Cherry, says, quickly recovering and giving you a sly smile. "If you really drop it, we're good." She leans forward. "But if not... I'll have a lot more fun with this next time.~" She winks and gently pats her rear with one hand. You recoil a little from the implication, deciding not to test your luck any further by hurrying to the bathroom door instead of giving any response. You hear Cherry giggling behind you.<</if>><</if>> <<include "playerPreyEscape">>[[Go get cleaned up->Eaten by Cherry- Recovery]]<<set $metCherry to true>>

<<Time 12.25>><<set $cherryDay6FullTour to true>><<if $analByMatilda or $analByOlivia or $analByJoan or ($anatomyDemonstration > 1)>><<set _secondRodeo to true>><<else>><<set _secondRodeo to false>><</if>>\ <<if $cherryRel < 1>>"Sure, whatever, If it means getting out of here, do what you want," you reply. "Perfect! No take backs," Cherry says with a slight laugh. Her stomach lets out an odd groan and you feel her start to roughly massage her gut, working in tandem with her inner muscles to flip you upside down inside of her. <</if>>"Uh, Ch-Cherry..?" you say as you're rotated around, your head starting to get dangerously close to being submerged in the small pool of acid at the bottom of the chamber. "What the fuck are you doing?" "Just hang tight!" she says, loosening her grip. "This'll be fun! Probably wanna hold your breath for a second though." You take her advice, taking a deep breath of the stale air in her stomach while you can. She seems to do the same, then a moment later the walls clamp down on you. You hear Cherry grunting a little as you're shifted around once more, your face briefly getting pushed beneath the surface of the built up acid. But then... the acid starts to drain. There are some odd glorps and gurgles as the tide pulls away from you, your body getting shifted a little more in the process, until you feel a tight pressure gripping the top of your head. <<if $anatomyDemonstration > 1>>A very unpleasant sense of deja vu strikes you as you're reminded of the demonstration you volunteered for yesterday...<<else>>It feels like you're starting to get thrown up... except you definitely aren't angled right to be entering her throat.<</if>> Your head starts to get dragged deeper, sliding through her lower sphincter and into the tighter, smoother passage beyond. You start to try and push out with your arms in protest, but her stomach has you held like a vice while it works to pass you on. Inch by inch, you're squeezed out into her small intestine, the slick, oddly plush walls wrapping tight around your body. You advance in staggered bursts at first, but Cherry quickly gets the hang of it and drags you smoothly into the depths of her body. There's a wet //*shlurk*// as your feet pass through the sphincter and it's able to seal behind you. "There..." Cherry says with a heavy sigh. You can hear her panting as she leans back and massages her belly. "God, that's always the worst part of bringing someone in from the back, I don't know why I thought it would be any better going the other way..." <<if _secondRodeo>>"Are you //serious// Cherry?" you say, pushing your arms out against the intestinal walls to make your outrage clear. "What the hell, this is disgusting!" "Hey come on, you're not in any danger in there!" Cherry replies. She gently runs a hand along the length of your body. "I've never had someone go all the way in that direction, I wanted to try it out. Isn't it a little interesting at least? I'm mixing things up for you, all that in and out of stomachs the typical way gets stale!" "I would rather just not get eaten at all!" you shout, finding it a little hard to get the words out with how tight your surroundings are. You can feel that her inner muscles are slowly dragging you forward, light waves of pressure rippling through the passage away from her stomach at regular intervals. "Well it's too late for that, party pooper!" Cherry says, giving her gut a light smack. "Just enjoy the ride."<<else>>"Am I... am I really in your intestines right now?" you say, curiously running a hand along the wall. The surface is smooth and squishy, your hand seeming to slightly sink into it. "Yep! First time?" she giggles. She gently rubs one of her hands along her gut, matching the movements of your own on the inside. "Yeah... This is--" you start to say. "Amazing? I know right! I'm honored to be your first experience with the lower digestive system," she giggles.<<if ($wrongClassroomStars is "tested") or ($wrongClassroomStars is "failed")>> Then she gives her belly a light smack. "Well, your first experience on this end, anyways.~"<</if>> "I was going to say 'gross'," you mutter. You can feel that her inner muscles are slowly dragging you forward, light waves of pressure rippling through the passage away from her stomach at regular intervals. "Rude! I've never had someone go all the way in that direction, I wanted to try it out. I thought maybe you'd appreciate me mixing things up," she scoffs. "Just hang tight and enjoy the ride."<</if>> With that, you feel the walls around you somehow grow even tighter, starting to push you forward at a much faster rate. Your body steadily slides through hers, the odd squishing and squelching sounds of your passage accompanied by Cherry softly humming to herself. You can feel her caressing and massaging her belly as you move. At first it seems like she's giving her body extra assistance, but it pretty quickly becomes clear that she's just enjoying the sensation. After a minute or so, your head bumps against some kind of barrier and the walls around you finally relax. "Whew..." Cherry sighs, patting her belly. "How's the tour so far? You're at our first and only stop." "Weird and unpleasant," you grumble. "Just hurry up and get me out, please..." "Aw, so soon?" she says, drumming her fingers against you from the outside. "I mean you're totally safe in there, wouldn't it be fun to just spend part of the day with me?" "Absolutely not!" you protest. Cherry just chuckles under her breath and gives her belly another pat. A moment later you hear... a zipper. She bends over, not seeming hindered by your presence at all, then takes a few steps. You give the walls a kick to try and get her attention. "Cherry, I'm serious!" you say. You can feel some subtle movement, but she seems to just be standing around. "What the hell are you even doing?" "Hmm? Oh, sorry, I look super cute with a gut. I was enjoying myself in the mirror while I've got you there," she says with a laugh. "I was more worried about you taking your shorts off, by the sounds of it..." "What do you mean? How would I get you out if my butthole wasn't accessible?" "O-Oh... yeah..." you say, blushing in the darkness of her bowels. "And as much fun as I'm having, it's probably about time for that part. So brace yourself!" she says. Soon after, the walls crash in again, and you're forced through the sphincter ahead of you. Your body pushes through the tight opening and into a marginally looser passage than the one currently constricting you. You gag as the pressure of her inner muscles slides you through her large intestine, a foul scent briefly assaulting your nose. Luckily, it doesn't take long before you reach the final step of your journey, bumping against yet another dead-end. Cherry jolts and lets out a little noise at the contact, pulling you back in a little bit. "Mmh... okay, end of the road $name..." Cherry says, panting slightly. "You ready?" "Yes, please... get it over with..." you reply. She chuckles to herself, and you hear a slapping sound near your head. "Here we go.~" The walls of her colon gently squeeze you, starting to nudge you forward towards the end of the passage. This time, when the top of your head bumps into her sphincter, it starts to stretch open to let you through. Inch by inch, you're pushed back out into the world, feeling the cool air of the bathroom start to graze your scalp. You open your eyes once you feel them pass through, immediately blushing as you find your current view of the world framed by the cheeks of Cherry's ass. She giggles mischievously and you come to a stop. The plush flesh surrounding you suddenly squeezes in, blocking your vision again. You let out a muffled sound of outrage as she pulls your head back into her bowels with a single, powerful tug from her inner muscles. "CHERRY!" you shout, squirming against the walls that are once again sealed around you. "Hehe, sorry.~ Don't worry, I'll get you out for real now," she says, giggling. "If I mess around much more it's going to turn into the kind of fun I need consent for." "//I// would argue you should have gotten consent before dragging me through your entire digestive system..." you grumble. Cherry just snickers and pats her belly before clenching her muscles again. <<if ($fat > 49) or ($breastSize > 44) or ($buttSize > 39)>>Once again you start to slowly inch out, your head soon gliding against the soft flesh of her ass as you're pushed towards freedom. She's going frustratingly slow, however, and you're finding it a bit hard to breathe with how tightly her muscles are clinging to your chest. You try to wriggle forward, assisting her as a strong push manages to force your breasts back out into the outside world. You're left dangling beneath her, her anus clenched around your midriff. It feels like she's panting. "Cherry, seriously! Get on with it!" you shout, shifting against her grip in protest. "S-Sorry... You're, uh, <<if $buttSize > 39>>thicker than I realized... how hot is it that your ass is so fat it's clogging mine?<<else>>bigger than I realized...<</if>>" she chuckles. Her muscles clench around you and her voice becomes strained. "Just hang tight..!" You start to move forward again<<if ($fat < 50) and ($buttSize < 40)>>, moving at a much quicker pace now that she's made it past your chest<<else>>, sliding out in slow, somewhat staggered bursts<</if>>. Finally, you feel yourself drop down onto the cold tile of the bathroom floor, more of you free than not. Once your arms are out, you use them to expedite your escape, pulling the last of your body free as you collapse onto the ground.<<else>>Luckily, she actually keeps her word this time. You're pushed out much faster than before, your body smoothly sliding out from between her cheeks and onto the cold tile of the bathroom floor. You take a gasping breath of fresh air after being sealed in her guts for so long, using your arms to further expedite your escape as soon as they're free.<</if>> You push yourself up into a sitting position, feeling a bit stiff, and turn around to look at Cherry. She's facing away but glancing over her shoulder at you, bent over with the ass you just emerged from on full display. On top of being naked from the waist down, she also took off her over shirt for some reason, leaving her with just a short tube top. Before you've even fully processed the sight, she drops back onto the ground right in front of you, leaning back to rest in your lap. "Ah... that was really exhausting," she sighs. "What did you think of the Cherry experience, $name?" "I should eat you right now for that..." "Aw, don't be mean, I could have digested you you know," she giggles. She reaches a hand up and pats your cheek. "Besides, do you really want to be stuck in a bathroom looking like this while you try to keep me down after that? Or taste the gunk I just got on myself?~" "Ugh, get off..." you grumble, nudging her away before getting to your feet. "Yeah, I guess this is technically preferable to being digested, so thanks for that. But I<<if _secondRodeo>> really need a shower now.<<else>>... I need a shower...<</if>>" "Oh yeah, big time," she snickers. She quickly puts her shorts back on, though seems content with keeping her other shirt off. "Thanks for helping me out with this, always fun to try new things.~ See you around<<if $buttSize > 39>>, sweet cheeks<</if>>!"<<if $cherryRel < 3>> <<Cherry 1>><</if>> You sigh and shake your head as she head out of the bathroom, giving her time to put some distance between you so you don't have to deal with her any more. You glance over at the bathroom mirror, cringing at your current disheveled state and hoping you don't run into anyone you know on the way back to your dorm. With another sigh, you head for the door. <<include "playerPreyEscape">>[[Get cleaned up->Eaten By Cherry- Full Tour: Recovery]]<<set $metCherry to true>>

<<Time 12.75>><<if $outfitState is "drenched">>You hurry through the halls to the other side of the building, then head downstairs.<<else>>You rush out of the bathroom and into the hall, covering the exposed parts of your body as best you can while you hurry back to your dorm. Luckily, it seems like everyone is already in class or at lunch at this hour.<</if>> When you arrive at the door, you quickly unlock it and head inside, immediately grabbing a towel and heading for the shower. <<if $outfitState is "drenched">>After turning on the water, you peel off your soiled clothes. The crumpled pile of what used to be your outfit is so heavy with the fluids that soaked in that you don't imagine the odds are high they'll recover from this even if they seemed to be holding together, so you just toss them in the trash. Then, you step into the shower and let the refreshing stream of water wash over you. <<elseif $outfitState is "damaged">>After turning on the water, you peel off what remains of your outfit. With the top littered with pock marks and fraying at the edges, whatever remains of the bottoms still trapped in Cherry's gut, and the underwear you're wearing not particularly special, you decide to just toss it all in the trash instead of attempting to salvage any of it. Then, you step into the shower and let the refreshing stream of water wash over you. <<else>>After turning on the water, you immediately step under the refreshing stream of water, eager to get clean. <</if>>\ You quickly get to work rinsing yourself off, clearing your body of the residual slime from Cherry's stomach in short order. Then you lather up with soap to ensure that you're really clean, feeling like you're cleaner than you were before the incident by the time you're finished. Feeling like you might still be able to make it to class, you don't linger too long, getting out to dry off as soon as you're satisfied that you aren't going to smell like the inside of a stomach anymore. You head out into the room and throw on a fresh pair of clothes, just grabbing the first things you find rather than putting much thought into it. A quick check of the time on your phone reveals that Survival is about halfway over, but you decide that it's worth catching the end of. So, you head out into the hall to resume your day.<<set $outfit to "normal">><<set $outfitState to "normal">> [[Hurry to class->September 6th- Survival]]

<<Time 12.75>>You trudge out into the hall, making your way back through the building to your dorm. Someone passing by gives you a disgusted look, but luckily it isn't anyone you recognize. When you arrive at your door, you quickly head inside and make a beeline for the bathroom. After turning on the water, you peel off your soiled clothes. The crumpled pile of what used to be your outfit is so heavy with the fluids that soaked in that you don't imagine the odds are high they'll recover from this even if they seemed to be holding together, so you just toss them in the trash. Then, you step into the shower and let the refreshing stream of water wash over you. You quickly get to work rinsing yourself off, clearing your body of the residual slime from Cherry's body in short order. Then you lather up with soap to ensure that you're really clean, rubbing it in deep to make sure any smell is completely eradicated. You linger much longer than strictly necessary, even making a second body wash pass, needing some time to mentally recover from the experience of passing all the way through Cherry. Eventually, you fully wrap your head around the unexpected turn of events and step out to dry off. After throwing on a fresh set of clothes, you check the time. Survival is practically over by now, no point in bothering with it at this point. Instead, you think about what you want to do with your afternoon. Now would probably be a good time to hit the gym, but a growl from your stomach reminds you that you're also about ready for lunch.<<set $outfit to "normal">><<set $outfitState to "normal">> [[Head to lunch->September 6th- Lunch]] <<if $kaylaRel > 0>>[[Go work out first->September 6th- Workout 2]]<<else>>[[Go work out first->September 6th- Workout]]<</if>>

<<Time 13.75>>Another growl from your stomach confirms for you that lunch is definitely the priority right now, so you head back out of your dorm and upstairs to make your way to the dining hall. The sky still looks dreary as you pass through the bridge to Lampton, starting to seem like it's threatening rain. As you walk down into the dining hall, you survey the small number of occupied tables. At one, you spot Alice<<if $metCassidy and !($ateCassidy or $samAteCassidy)>> and her crew. Cassidy seems to have just gotten back from bringing the other two food.<<else>> and Betty<<if !($ateCassidy or $samAteCassidy)>>, along with another blonde girl you don't recognize<</if>>.<</if>> <<if ($aliceRel < -3) or $ateCassidy or $samAteCassidy>>Considering Alice gives you a menacing glare just for looking in their direction, it's safe to assume there's no point in even entertaining the idea of sitting there.<<else>>While they aren't the most pleasant bunch, maybe you could <<if $aliceRel < 0>>smooth things over<<else>>get them to ease up a little<</if>> by sitting down and getting to know them better.<</if>> <<if $nadiaRel > 0>>You blush a little when your eyes land on a familiar face--Nadia, from the night of the party. She's sitting alone, though you pass by a furiously blushing girl who's on her way out of the room that seems to have come from her table.<<elseif $metNadia>>As you continue looking around, your eyes land on a girl who seems vaguely familiar for some reason. After a moment it hits you--the goth girl who talked to you at the start of Maeve's party, Nadia you're pretty sure her name was. She looks like she's sitting alone, though you pass by a furiously blushing girl who's on her way out of the room that seems to have come from her table. Might be worth trying to befriend <<if ($sunnyRel > 0) or ($cherryRel > 0) or ($leilaRel > 0) or ($beliRel > 0)>>another<<else>>an<</if>> upperclassman.<<else>>As you continue looking around, your eyes land on a girl in a very striking outfit--fingerless gloves that go up past her elbow, and a very small, low cut tank top with fishnets over it. All of it black, contrasting her extremely pale skin. A girl that seems to be coming from her table passes by you as you walk, blushing furiously, only serving to amplify your curiosity.<</if>> You consider your options while you get your food. There's an assortment of pizza at the buffet right now, so you take a couple slices that look good and throw them onto a plate. Then, you turn around to head for a table... <<if ($aliceRel > -4) and !$ateCassidy and !$samAteCassidy>>[[Sit with Alice->September 6th- Lunch: Alice]] <</if>><<if $metNadia>>[[Sit with Nadia->September 6th- Lunch: Nadia]]<<else>>[[Sit with the goth girl->September 6th- Lunch: Nadia]]<</if>> [[Sit alone->September 6th- Lunch Alone]]

<<Time 13.5>><<if ($emmaDitchedCookout > 2) and !($ateCassidy or $samAteCassidy) and ($aliceRel < 2)>><<set _emmaMad to true>><<else>><<set _emmaMad to false>><</if>>\ <<if $eatenByCherry and !_emmaMad>>You get up to head for the door and quickly find Emma by your side. "Hey $name! You doing alright? I noticed you came in late, and your hair is still a little wet..." she asks. "Oh, yeah, I'm fine," you reply sheepishly. "Nothing to worry about." "Okay, good! Just wanted to make sure," she says with a smile. "I've still got some work to do spreading the word about the party, so I'll catch you later!" "<<if $emmaRel < 1>>Bye,<<else>>Alright, see ya!<</if>>" you say, heading into your dorm while she heads off towards the main hall.<<elseif ($emmaRel > 0) and !_emmaMad>>You and Emma both get up to leave, heading out into the hall together. "Geez, I think I was actually starting to fall asleep," Emma says with a laugh. "Tell me about it!" you reply. "This seems more boring than A&P so far." "I feel bad though, Steria always seems so nervous, and there's no way everyone looking half asleep helps with that..." Emma says with a sigh. "But anyways, I've still got some work to do spreading the word about the party, so I'll have to catch up with you later!" "Alright, see ya!" you say, heading into your dorm while she heads off towards the main hall.<<else>>You get up and head for the door, stepping out into the hall. You make your way downstairs, returning to your dorm, noticing that Emma heads off toward the main hall instead.<</if>> Once you're inside, you stop to consider what you want to do with your afternoon. Your stomach growls, reminding you that you still haven't eaten lunch. But, it also occurs to you that now would be a good time to hit the gym, and you'd rather not do that immediately after eating. [[Head to lunch->September 6th- Lunch]] <<if $kaylaRel > 0>>[[Go work out first->September 6th- Workout 2]]<<else>>[[Go work out first->September 6th- Workout]]<</if>>

<<set $day6AttemptedLunchAlice to true>>Perhaps against your better judgement, you decide to go over to where Alice and her crew are sitting. <<if $aliceRel > 0>>She's a little abrasive, but you feel like you've gotten off to a good start with her, it might be nice to talk more casually for once.<<elseif $aliceRel < 0>>You're hopeful that maybe you can smooth things over with her if you go and talk directly--you can't imagine things will ever get better between you if you keep just randomly clashing in the halls.<<else>>It might be nice to try and get to know her better.<</if>> As soon as you're close enough that it's clear you're headed to their table, you catch both Alice and Betty narrowing their eyes at you. <<if $aliceRel > 0>>"What the hell do //you// want?" Betty says.<<else>>"Why do you think it's acceptable to approach //my// table?" Alice says, giving you an intense glare.<</if>> The two of them are sitting on the far side of the table, with their backs to the wall, while <<if $metCassidy>>Cassidy<<else>>the girl you don't recognize<</if>> is sitting closer to you. She turns her head and smiles, giving you a wave before going back to eating her food. Alice shoots her a look before going back to glaring at you. Curiously, you notice that Alice has a wrap she must have gotten from the cafe on her plate instead of the pizza from the buffet line. "Uh, hey! I just wanted to come and chat, mind if I sit here?" you say with a slightly nervous smile. A smile that quickly fades as both Alice and Betty immediately start laughing, followed shortly after by <<if $metCassidy>>Cassidy<<else>>the third girl<</if>>. <<if $aliceRel < 0>>"Why the hell do you think I would //ever// agree to that?" Alice snaps. "Did you not put even the slightest thought into what you were doing? Even Cassidy would know not to waste my time like this." "Seriously, it's like she's asking to get eaten," Betty sneers. "How this trash made it to the end of the week, I'll never understand." "I'm sure she's too hideous for most people to stomach," Alice says. She scowls at you. "I'm certainly losing my appetite just having her standing here."\ <<elseif $aliceRel < 2>>"You must be joking," Alice sneers. "As if I would //ever// let you sit with me. You're lucky you even get to share a campus with me." "No no, I think she's serious, and that's the saddest thing I've seen all day," Betty adds. "I almost feel sorry for her." "Don't, she should be honored we're even talking to her," Alice says with a smirk. "It's more than she's worth.\ <<else>>"I absolutely //do// mind, go away," Alice says. "Just because you haven't been //entirely// useless in the past doesn't mean I want to associate with you." "Seriously, //I'm// embarrassed you thought it was okay to just walk up like that," Betty sneers. "You should feel absolutely pathetic." "Mhm, I would have invited you if you were welcome here," Alice says.<</if>> "Alright, I get the message, jeez..." you grumble. "You had better. The only way you're sitting with us is if you're in one of our stomachs," Alice says. "And if you don't learn your place soon, I can only assume you're okay with that."<<if $eatenByBetty>> "I'm definitely willing to show her to her seat," Betty says with a grin, looking like she's readying herself to jump out of her seat if Alice gives the word.<</if>> \ <<link "Be insistent and ask what it'll take for her to let you join them">><<replace "#choice">><<set $aliceSimp += 1>>\ You sigh. "Is there anything //besides// that I could do to be able to join you? I'd really like to get to know you better." The two of them burst out laughing again. "Of course you would, that's how everyone should feel, but it's just sad hearing you say it so desperately," Alice laughs. "She's even more pathetic than I thought..." Betty adds. Alice smirks. "But really, grovelling's not a bad look for you. I'll tell you what: if you're this desperate but think you're above being food, bring me someone //else// to eat, and maybe I'll reconsider in the future," she says, inspecting her nails rather than looking at you. "I could really go for something better than what passes for food here. We'll be in the courtyard this afternoon." "Really?" you reply. "Did she stutter, bitch?" Betty snaps. "You should be glad she's even giving you the option." "Yeah, fine, I'll think about it..." you say, backing away from the table. "Good luck!" <<if $metCassidy>>Cassidy<<else>>the third girl<</if>> says with a wave as you start to leave. "Cassidy. How many times do I need to tell you not to be nice to the people I'm berating?" you faintly hear Alice hiss. "I'm just going to eat //you// instead if you keep being this much of an idiot!" "Oh shoot, right, um... I... hope it doesn't work out!" Cassidy shouts after you. You just sigh and head for one of the empty tables. [[Continue->September 6th- Lunch Alone]]<<set $metCassidy to true>><</replace>><</link>> <<link "Just leave">><<replace "#choice">>\ "Yeah, yeah, I'm going," you grumble, backing away from the table a bit before turning your back to walk away. <<if $aliceRel > 0>>"Enjoy your meal, I guess..."<</if>> You hear the two of them laughing again as you leave, though <<if $metCassidy>>Cassidy gives you a cheerful goodbye<<else>>the third girl gives you a cheerful goodbye, only to be reprimanded by Alice. You're pretty sure you hear her call her Cassidy<<set $metCassidy to true>><</if>>. You just sigh and head for one of the empty tables. [[Continue->September 6th- Lunch Alone]]<</replace>><</link>>

<<set $day6LunchNadia to true>><<set _flirted to false>><<set _askedAboutGirl to false>>\ <<if $nadiaRel > 0>>\ You decide to head over to where Nadia is sitting, eager to talk with her again after your last encounter. She seems to notice you coming her way pretty much immediately and gives you a smirk. You blush a little when you notice just how low the cut is on her top, leaving her full cleavage exposed other than the thin mesh of her fishnets. "Was wondering when you'd come back around~" she says, lowering her eyelids and giving you a look that makes your face heat up. <<if ($fat > 19) and ($fat < 35)>>"Mmh, and it looks like you've been working on your curves for me.~ Just don't let yourself get too out of hand, darling."<<elseif $fat > 34>>But then she runs her eyes over your body and gets a somewhat disappointed look. "Though it looks like you haven't been taking care of yourself since then..."<<else>>"Still as cute as I remember.~"<</if>> You clear your throat. "Uh, yeah, hey Nadia," you say. It's obvious you're flustered and she chuckles a little under her breath, leaning forward over the table with her arms strategically placed to prop up her bust. "H-How have you been? We didn't get to actually talk much... last time, I thought it would be nice to take things slower..." "Is that //really// what you want, though?" Nadia teases, bouncing her chest up with her arms. "It's adorable that you're still nervously stealing looks even though you were playing with them just the other night," she says with a sultry laugh. "There's no need to be shy, $name, we've already been all over each other.~" "Uh... heh... right..." you stammer, fidgeting in place. A part of you feels like she's right--maybe you did just come over here hoping for another round. "Oh, you're too cute!" she giggles. "I'll ease up a little before you melt. What's on your mind?"\ <<elseif $metNadia>>\ You decide to head over to where Nadia is sitting, interested in getting to know her under more normal circumstances after your brief encounter at the party. She seems to notice you coming her way pretty much immediately and gives you a smirk. You blush a little when you notice just how low the cut is on her top, leaving her full cleavage exposed other than the thin mesh of her fishnets. "Hmm... you look a little familiar..." she says as you approach, resting a hand under her chin.<<if $fat < 50>> She seems to be intentionally propping up her bust with how her arms are positioned.<</if>> "Sorry darling, what's your name again?" "Hey! It's, uh, $name, we talked a little the other night," you say, taking a seat across from her. "Thought it might be nice to get to know each other better." <<if $fat > 34>>"Oh, you're one of the freshman from the party! I remember now," she says. She leans back in her seat, crossing her arms. "Good job surviving. I didn't stick around much after the first round--if you made it out, you know what happens to someone who didn't bring anything."<<else>>"Mmh, I remember now. Don't worry, I'm sure we'll be able to get //very// close, if that's what you want~" she says, leaning forward over the table enough to slightly squish her chest. "Congrats on surviving the night, by the way. Everyone loves a winner. Or... did you spend the night making someone feel good?~" "N-No, I won, thankfully..." you say, blushing. You can't help stealing a glance down at her cleavage. "Well I'm glad, but... don't knock it till you try it~" she says with a chuckle. "I would have stuck around to try and pick up second place, but... well, if you won you know what happens to someone who didn't bring anything."<</if>> "Yeah..." you say, rubbing your stomach for a moment as you recall the beating Ashley gave it that night. "I found something better to do that night anyways...~" she muses with a sly smile. "Oh, but you wanted to talk. What's on your mind?"\ <<else>>\ Your curiosity getting the better of you, you head over to the table with the goth girl. She seems to notice you coming her way pretty much immediately and gives you a smirk. She has long, wild black hair and striking blue eyes. You blush a little when you notice just how low the cut is on her top, leaving her full cleavage exposed other than the thin mesh of her fishnets. "Uh, hi, is this seat taken?" you say. She just looks you over, <<if $fat > 49>>making a somewhat disappointed face but not voicing any objection<<else>>leaning back in her seat with a subtle smile<</if>>. "So, uh, goth huh?" you say as you take a seat, feeling a little flustered and blurting out the first thing you think of to avoid an awkward silence. "Mmhmm, like what you see, darling?" the girl says. She leans forward, grabbing the front of her shirt to adjust it and laughing when your eyes are drawn to the movement. "Name's Nadia, were you planning on giving me yours?" "Oh, I'm $name, sorry," you quickly reply. Now that you're closer, you notice her shirt has a silver moon design on the front, along with subtle skulls over her chest. She's also wearing a choker with a small moon charm hanging off the front. "Uh, nice to meet you." "It always is," she says with a sly smile. She leans forward more, lightly squishing her chest against the tabletop. "You're a freshman, right? Did someone send you my way, or did I just catch your eye?" "Um, just saw you here and wanted to say hi," you reply, unable to help stealing a glance down at her chest. "Still the first week, gotta, uh, get to know people, y'know?" "Mmh, of course," she says with a nod<<if $fat < 35>>, gently tracing one of her fingers in a little circle on the table<</if>>. "What's on your mind then?~"\ <</if>> \<<set $counter to 0>> \ \<<linkreplace "Flirt with her ">><<set $counter += 1>>\ <<append "#text">> <<set _flirted to true>><<if $counter is 1>>"Right now? You," you say, giving her a sly look. "Hard to think of much else when I've got someone so stunning right in front of me.~"<<else>>"You know, I love your outfit! It's a great look for you," you say. You give her a sly smile. "All that black must be awful hot though, wouldn't you be more comfortable without it?~"<</if>> Nadia grins. "Oh?~" she says<<if $fat < 50>>, lowering her eyes at you<</if>>. She leans over the table and cocks her head, gently resting one hand under her chin while the other shifts to make sure you've got a clear view of her thinly veiled chest. <<if $nadiaRel > 0>>"Still can't get that night out of your head, huh?" "What can I say? You made a big impression," you say, smirking. "But I'm afraid the memory might start to fade. Think maybe you could... give me a refresher?~" Nadia leans in even closer with a sultry laugh. "I knew you came looking for another round, darling.~ <<if $nadiaClimax > 0>>After last time, how could I say no? But tell me..." she whispers. She looks you straight in the eye and licks one of her fingers. "What do you want to do to me?~" "O-Oh um..." you say, your nerves finally breaking down the confident facade you'd been managing, her escalation too much for you to handle. "We'll have to work on your dirty talk," Nadia giggles. She pokes your nose with the finger she'd licked, leaving the faintest trace of saliva on your skin, then leans back. "<<if $fat > 34>>And you'll have to work on watching your weight, I //do// have some standards, you know. <</if>>But don't worry, there aren't many people that can keep up with me. I'm busy already tonight with something I don't think you're ready for, but feel free to try again next time you see me.~"<<else>>It did end with a bit of a whimper last time..." "O-Oh, uh s-sorry..." you say, your face flushing red. You didn't realize you'd disappointed her that much. Nadia giggles, reaching forward and giving you a gentle pat on the cheek before leaning back to her seat. "Aw it's okay cutie, I didn't mean to break down your moxie that fast. <<if $fat > 34>>As long as you take care of that extra weight you've been putting on, <</if>>I promise I'll give you another chance some time, but I've got something planned tonight already that I don't think you're ready for.~"<</if>><<else>>\ "That's cute. Since you can't take your eyes off my body, I'm curious: What's your favorite part?~" You blush a little as you look her over, taking in her even more revealing pose. Then you regain your composure, smirking as you settle on the best approach for answering a question like that. "Honestly? It's your eyes, I get lost in them every time I look your way.~" Nadia gets an impish smile on her face and covers her mouth, then after a couple seconds can't hold it in any more and bursts out laughing. "//Fucking shit..!//" she blurts out, leaning back in her seat and covering her mouth again until her laughter dies down. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! That was really mean," she says, still giggling a little. "But honey, lines like that would only //maybe// work on like, a highschool crush with no experience. You really need to work on that if you wanna get anywhere." "U-Um, sorry..." you say, your face burning up as you slink back into your seat. Nadia gives you a sympathetic look, then smirks and leans forward over the table again. "If you want to impress //me// you should have answered something like..." she says, leaning in even closer. She whispers something in your ear that somehow makes you blush even harder. "O-Oh god..!" you say weakly. Nadia chuckles as she returns to a normal position in her seat. "But you can only see what's above the table so I guess you couldn't have gone for that anyway~" she says. "Don't take this too hard though, I'm eager for you to give it another go sometime."<</if>> <</append>><<if $counter is 2>><<replace "#choices">><<include "Nadia_lunchEnding">><</replace>><</if>><</linkreplace>>\ \<<linkreplace "Ask about the girl you saw on your way over ">><<set $counter += 1>>\ <<append "#text">> <<set _askedAboutGirl to true>>"I passed some girl that looked like she came from this table on the way over, and she seemed super flustered. What was that about?" you ask, taking a bite of your pizza. <<if $nadiaRel > 0>>Nadia just smirks. "What do //you// think it was about?" she says. "I mean, you've been flustered this whole time." "Ah..." you say. "Yeah, she came to ask about having some fun later--I know her from last year, must be pretty pent up to come to me so directly," she chuckles. "I told her I already had plans for tonight, but we'd probably have room for one more. She seemed pretty embarrassed about that but never said no.~"<<else>>"Oh, her? She came to ask if I wanted to have sex later," Nadia replies very casually. "O-Oh..." is all you can say in response, not expecting that candid of an answer. She smirks and gently drums her fingers across the table. "Everyone here always gets so flustered when I'm direct about these things," she says with a laugh. "I told her I already had plans for tonight, but we'd probably have room for one more. She seemed pretty embarrassed about that but never said no.~"<</if>> "Does that, uh, happen often?" you ask. "What, threesomes or people asking to have sex?" she says with a coy look. <<if $nadiaRel > 0>>"...I have a feeling it doesn't change the answer either way," you say. "Oh it does! The first one doesn't happen nearly as much as I'd like it to," she snickers. "But for the latter, yes, I've gotten a reputation here I'm quite happy with. I told you as much the other night, it's how I got you away from the party." "Yeah, I do remember that now..." Nadia cocks her head and sighs. "Since you've come back I should make this clear." She reaches a hand across the table to gently rest on one of yours, then looks you in the eye. "Don't go falling in love, darling. I'm only here for the fun.~"<<set $nadiaInfo1 to 1>><<else>>"Um, the second thing," you say, blushing. "People just walk up and ask for sex?" "Haha, yes, it's wonderful! I've gotten a bit of a reputation around here that I'm quite happy with," she replies. <<if $fat > 34>>"Sorry if that makes you uncomfortable." "No, no, just... interesting," you say. "'Interesting', hmm?" she says, lowering her eyelids. "Well, spend a little more time at the gym and maybe you can give it a shot some day.~"<<else>>She winks at you. "Why, were you thinking of trying it?" "Um..!" you blurt out, your face flushing red. Nadia giggles. "Like I said, I'm busy tonight anyways. Keep it in mind for another time though, darling.~"<</if>><</if>><<set $nadiaInfo2 to 1>> <</append>><<if $counter is 2>><<replace "#choices">><<include "Nadia_lunchEnding">><</replace>><</if>><</linkreplace>>\ \<<linkreplace "Ask her why she decided to come to the school ">><<set $counter += 1>>\ <<append "#text">> "So, what made you decide to come to this school?" you ask. "Mmh? What makes you ask?" she says, cocking her head a little. "Just curious," you reply with a shrug. "Well, it's pretty simple really," she says<<if $fat < 35>>, resting a hand on her chest<</if>>. "This is pretty much the only place in the world that teaches unbirth. Not to mention the classes on it are taught by one of my idols, how could I resist?" "Really, that's it? You took the risk just to learn how to unbirth people?" "Maybe, maybe not~" she says, smirking and tilting her head down a little. <<if $fat < 35>>She slowly lowers her hand back down, tracing her thumb along her cleavage until it's back on the table. "Maybe if you //dig a little deeper// there's more I can let you in on~" she giggles. <</if>>"But you really shouldn't just write off the skill like that, you know, it feels //incredible//." "I'll keep that in mind," <<if $fat < 35>>you say meekly<<else>>you say<</if>>. <<if $floridaInfo1 > 0>>"But you said the teacher was... one of your //idols//?" you say, squinting at her a little bit as you think back on what Beli told you about the unbirth professor. Nadia just laughs. "Sounds like you're familiar with her prior work, huh?~" "Yeah, that tracks actually..." you say.<<else>>"I'm almost afraid to ask, but... who's this 'idol' that teaches the class?" Nadia laughs. "Sounds like you're starting to get it.~ The professor is Willamie Florida, legendary pornstar. I'm sure you've heard of her in some way before now." "Yeah that's about what I expected," you say. Nadia just laughs again.<</if>><<set $floridaInfo1 to 1>><<set $nadiaInfo3 to 1>><<set $nadiaInfo4 to 1>> <</append>><<if $counter is 2>><<replace "#choices">><<include "Nadia_lunchEnding">><</replace>><</if>><</linkreplace>>\ \<<if $unbirthedByNadia>><<linkreplace "Bring up what happened at the end of your last encounter ">><<set $counter += 1>>\ <<append "#text">> "So the other night..." you say, not sure how to broach the subject.<<if $unbirthedByJanet>> But after yesterday, you've become even more curious.<</if>> "We had an... interesting sleeping arrangement." Nadia smirks. "And you haven't slept that well since, right? You want back in?" "No! Er, I mean, uh not..." you say, stumbling over your words. You clear your throat. "I'm just, uh, curious about it. I was only vaguely aware it was possible until that night. Does it... feel good? I mean the entry must at least, but like..." "It feels //amazing//, darling. Why do you think I did it to you when you made me ride so high instinct took over?~" she says, leaning over the table and biting one of her fingers for a moment. "You can take a class on it down the road, but maybe I could give you a little... crash course, one of these days.~" "Oh, uh, really?" you stammer. "Of course, it would be fun for both of us," she says with a grin. "I'll let you know when I have the time.~"<<set $nadiaTeachUnbirth to 1>> <</append>><<if $counter is 2>><<replace "#choices">><<include "Nadia_lunchEnding">><</replace>><</if>><</linkreplace>>\<</if>>

<<if $day6Workout>><<Time 14.5>><<if $pacifist>>You decide getting something in your stomach takes priority over getting clean, so you head out across the courtyard to the dining hall.<<else>>Not feeling like you're prepared for a hunt after a workout like that, you decide to just head across the courtyard to the dining hall.<</if>> It's pretty barren at this hour, only one or two other tables in use. Probably because it's actually closer to dinner than lunch now, but luckily there still seems to be a bit of food set out. You pile a few slices of pizza onto a plate, then head to one of the open tables. <<elseif $day6AttemptedLunchAlice>>Having been thoroughly rejected by Alice and her crew, you make your way over to one of the many empty tables. <<else>>You decide to just head for one of the empty tables, perfectly fine eating by yourself. <</if>>\ Taking a seat, you immediately dig in. You make pretty short work of the, surprisingly good, pizza, but decide to stick around for a little longer. With so few people here right now, the quiet atmosphere of the room is pretty nice, so you just sit back and enjoy it, passing the time on your phone for a little bit. But, after a while you <<if $day6Workout>>remember you do need to shower off after the gym still<<else>>decide you've lingered long enough<</if>> and get up to leave. <<if $day6Workout>>[[Head back to your dorm->September 6th- Relax In Your Dorm]]<<else>>[[Head back to your dorm->September 6th- Afternoon 2]]<</if>>

The two of you keep talking while you eat, Nadia clearly having a more dominant grip on the conversation than you. <<if $fat < 50>>She's pretty relentless in her teasing, both verbally and just the way she positions herself. <<if $nadiaRel < 1>>It's hard to tell if she's flirting, or if this is just how she acts with everyone.<</if>> <</if>>But, it isn't too much longer before she gets up to leave. "This has been nice, $name, but I've got to get going," she says<<if $fat < 50>>, smirking as she adjusts her top<</if>>. <<if _flirted>><<if ($fat < 35) and !$nadiaPhone and _askedAboutGirl>>She flicks her eyes over you, tilting her head a little. "Tell you what though, give me your number. I'll let you know the next time I have an opening for a cute freshman.~" "Oh, uh, really? I mean, yeah, sure!" you say, frantically pulling out your phone. "Of course! You seemed awful curious~" she chuckles. You give her your number, and she sends you a winky face to confirm she got it right. Then, when you look back up from the screen, she winks at you in person. "Don't be a stranger.~" @@color:lime;You got Nadia's phone number!@@<<set $nadiaPhone to true>><<else>>She winks at you. "Don't be a stranger.~"<</if>> With that, she starts to walk off, putting a sway in her step that keeps your eyes locked on her tiny skirt. Her strut is so hypnotic that it doesn't even occur to you that you never said anything in response until she's already heading up the stairs. You shake your head and get up from your seat to head out as well, faintly blushing from the encounter still.<<if $nadiaRel < 3>> <<if $nadiaRel < 1>><<Nadia 2>><<else>><<Nadia 1>><</if>><</if>><<else>>"Places to be." "Of course, it was great <<if $metNadia>>talking with<<else>>meeting<</if>> you!" you say. "Let's do this again sometime." "You're free to try your luck.~"<<if $nadiaRel < 1>> <<Nadia 1>><</if>> With that, she walks off, your eyes briefly drawn to the tiny skirt she'd had hidden under the table this whole time. You shake your head and look away before you get caught staring, getting up from the table to head out yourself.<</if>> [[Head back to your dorm->September 6th- Afternoon 2]]<<set $metNadia to true>>

<<Time 15>>You head for the door, opting to pass through the courtyard to get back to Karbo. The campus is oddly busy right now--you pass by a whole lot of girls that seem to be just hanging around both outside and in the halls. <<if $tempMinaFailed>>One girl, a pretty tall blonde, catches your eye as you cross paths. She's sporting a somewhat small belly that's hanging lower on her body than usual, and despite its size you can still see some movement. But, she doesn't bother you and the moment is fleeting, so you shrug it off.<<else>>Maybe it's because it's the start of the weekend now that most people are done with classes for the day.<</if>> Before long you arrive back at your door, but you hesitate for a moment before going inside. Although you just ate, the activity in the halls has you thinking it could be a good time to look for a more filling meal... [[Go on the hunt->September 6th- Hunt 1]] [[Just head into your room and relax for the afternoon->September 6th- Relax In Your Dorm]]

<<Time 14>><<set $eatenByKayla to true>><<set $predName to "Kayla">><<set $predSS to 36>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "Kayla_PreyStruggle">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "Kayla(TEXT)">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "Kayla_Actions">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Eaten By Kayla- Escape">>\ "What, the one your nasty ass was just sweating all over? Yeah, no thanks," you scoff. "//Excuse// me?" <<if $metKayla>>Kayla<<else>>the girl<</if>> replies, narrowing her eyes. "I can smell you from here and it's gross, no way am I working out right in the //source// of that," you continue. "I'll just hit the track instead." "Ugh, you know what? I needed a post-workout snack anyways--<<if $fat > 34>>you're a little too fatty but I'll deal<<else>>you've got plenty of protein<</if>>!" she growls, clenching her fists. She lunges forward and you try to jump back, but you don't react quick enough and she manages to grab your arm. @@color:orange;You have been overpowered.@@ "Hey! Take it easy!" you protest, wincing as she painfully tightens her grip. "Hell yeah, get her Kayla!" someone on the next treadmill over says, seeming to have slowed down just so she can watch what's going on. "Don't let nobody talk that kind of shit to you!" It's quickly made clear that her muscles aren't just for show as she pulls you in close with a single tug on your arm. Pulling from your right towards hers, she manages to make you turn and stumble, catching you with her other arm so that you end with your back to her. You catch a glimpse of the girl who had chimed in before grinning at you from her treadmill just before Kayla forces your head into her mouth. Taking advantage of your disorientation, she moves quickly to swallow you down. Your head is already sliding down her throat before your instincts catch up and you start to squirm against her grip. Not that it makes any difference--you're easily overpowered by her, even after she'd just finished an intense workout. Your shoulders and chest pass through her lips, following your head down her throat as she works to pack you away in her gut. Slick flesh rubs against your skin as her body eagerly drags you deeper and deeper. You can hear her stomach groaning before your head has even pushed into it, her body impatiently awaiting its reward for the exertion she put it through. Soon, you find yourself starting to curl up into the slimy embrace of her gut, your face dragging across the wrinkled walls thanks to your angle of entry. She never slows her swallowing, forcing the rest of you down into the depths of her body with firm efficiency<<if $fat > 49>>, barely even hindered by your weight when she lifts you up overhead to finish the job<</if>>. As more of you is packed into the confines of her stomach, you find that it's much tighter than <<if $totalEscaped > 0>>normal<<else>>you would expect<</if>>, her strong abdominal muscles resisting the pressure from the inside and forming a firm barrier. Before long, the last of you is sealed away in her belly, ending up facing forward with your knees pressed tight to your chest. "//*UUUrrrp*// There," Kayla sighs. You feel her give the front of her gut a squeeze while she stifles another burp. "Sorry //puta//, picked a bad day to be rude." "Hey, don't apologize! She had it coming, what a brat..." you hear the same girl from earlier chime in. "Nice work, <<if $fat > 49>>that was some impressive speed for someone that fat<<else>>gulped her down like it was nothing even after going so hard on your run<</if>>!" "Ha, thanks Hol! See ya //*Urrp*// next week!" Kayla replies. She gives you a quick squeeze with her stomach muscles while she goes on the move. "Just chill in there and I'll go easy on you, I need to //*urp*// cool down..."<<set $sceneAttack to 0>><<set $sceneDefense to 1>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "preyOptions">></div>

"What, the one your nasty ass was just sweating all over? Yeah, no thanks," you scoff. "//Excuse// me?" <<if $metKayla>>Kayla<<else>>the girl<</if>> replies, narrowing her eyes. "I can smell you from here and it's gross, no way am I working out right in the //source// of that," you continue. "I'll just hit the track instead." "Ugh, you know what? I needed a post-workout snack anyways--<<if $fat > 34>>you're a little too fatty but I'll deal<<else>>you've got plenty of protein<</if>>!" she growls, clenching her fists. She lunges forward, but you were quick to pick up on her intentions and jump back in time to avoid her. "Hey! Take it easy!" you protest, backing away from her. "Nah, get her Kayla!" someone on the next treadmill over says, seeming to have slowed down just so she can watch what's going on. "Don't let nobody talk that kind of shit to you!" Kayla makes another grab, which you just barely manage to dodge away from. This time you make a break for it, rushing out of the room to get away from her. You hear an indignant grunt behind you, and the clear sounds that she's giving chase. Not liking your odds of making it down the stairs with how close she is, you take the only other option and run out onto the track. "Ugh, //puta!//" you hear Kayla shout. After about a quarter lap she seems to have given up. "Not worth it... You're lucky I just finished a workout!" @@color:yellowgreen;You managed to escape.@@ <<Kayla -1>> You wait until you're on the opposite side of the room to dare to slow down and look. Sure enough, you spot her trudging out the entrance to the track, having given up on the chase. You wait a little while for her to completely leave, then once the coast is clear you decide to do a few more laps, since you're already here. It's not the most intense workout you've ever done, as you make sure to leave yourself some energy in case she's just waiting around for you to leave, but you still work up a sweat by the time you decide to head out. <<Workout>>As you head out of the track area and make your way downstairs, you notice that your belly feels oddly cool, and you're feeling lighter on your feet than earlier. @@color:lime;You must have lost weight!@@ Just as you're about to head back outside to return to your dorm, a loud groan cuts through the air from your stomach. You stop and place a hand on it, feeling a little embarrassed as it echoes slightly off the high ceiling. You've worked up a pretty serious appetite... [[Grab something to eat at the dining hall->September 6th- Lunch Alone]] [[Go on the hunt for something more substantial->September 6th- Hunt 1]]<<set $metKayla to true>>

<<Time 15>><<if $eatenByKayla>>Your stomach growls again, louder, and you rest your hand on it with a nod. Clearly, the decision has been made for you, so you step out into the hall to search for a meal to make up for your encounter at the gym. <<elseif $day6Workout>><<Time 15>>You grin and pat your grumbling belly. It's clear that you've worked up an appetite that won't be satisfied with just measly dining hall food--you'll have to catch yourself something bigger. <<else>>You grin, deciding that you can't pass up the opportunity to nab yourself a proper meal. <<if $aliceSimp > 0>>Or for that matter, it could be a great time to take Alice up on the offer she made you. Finding someone to lure to her should be relatively easy with all the activity in the halls. <</if>><</if>>But the question is, where would be the best place to find someone you could handle... \ [[Hunt on the first floor of Karbo->September 6th- Hunt 1: First Floor]] [[Prowl the second floor of Karbo->September 6th- Hunt 1: Second Floor]] <<link "Try your luck in the courtyard">><<replace "#choice">>\ <<set $day6Hunt1 to "courtyard">><<if $day6Workout and !$eatenByKayla>>You decide that right out in the courtyard is probably the best place to find someone, so you step out of the building to go on the prowl.<<else>>You decide that the courtyard is probably your best bet based on what you saw,<<if $aliceSimp > 0>> especially if you're going to try and bring someone to Alice,<</if>> so you <<if !$eatenByKayla>>turn around to head back<<else>>head<</if>> down the main hall towards the lobby and step outside.<</if>> It quickly becomes clear that you were right--there are a lot of people around <<if !$day6Workout>>still<<else>>right now<</if>>. Too many. Everyone that you can see looks like they're in a group right now<<if $aliceSimp < 1>>--you're pretty sure you can even see Alice and her crew by the fountain--<<else>>, <</if>>and the few just passing through that are alone are pretty clearly above your level. Still, you decide to slowly pace around the outskirts of the area and keep your eyes peeled. <<if $aliceSimp > 0>>Like she told you earlier in the dining hall, you can see Alice and her lackeys hanging around by the fountain. You stay away from them for now, afraid she might just decide to eat you if she thinks you've shown up empty handed. But, even if you were going to try and bring her a meal, luck isn't in your favor. Even after a few hours, stretching on after the three of them have already left, you can't seem to find anyone you can confidently target.<<else>>Unfortunately, luck doesn't seem to be on your side. You circle around a few times, stopping to sit at one of the benches for a bit every now and then to look less suspicious, but even after a couple hours you can't seem to find anyone you can confidently target.<</if>> The only girl you even considered going after gave you such an intense glare before you'd even gotten close that you immediately backed off. Not quite ready to give up, you try heading back through the lobby and main hall of Karbo, but the moment has clearly passed. Things are pretty much deserted now. <<if $day6Workout>>You're honestly starting to feel lightheaded from never eating anything after your workout, so you quickly stop back at your dorm to finally change out of your workout clothes, then immediately head out towards the dining hall.<<set $outfit to $lastOutfit>><<else>>Even though it hasn't been that long since lunch, the anticipation of catching a live meal has really worked up your appetite, so you decide to just head to dinner.<</if>><<if $emmaInjured>> You feel your phone vibrate as you start to walk--It's a text from Emma, explaining that she took a trip into town with Sunny and will be back later.<</if>> [[Head to dinner->September 6th- Dinner Check]]\ <</replace>><</link>>

<<Time 13.75>><<set $lastOutfit to $outfit>><<set $outfit to "workout">><<set $day6Workout to true>>Deciding that you'd like to get some time in at the gym, you grab your workout clothes and quickly get changed. Once you're dressed more appropriately, you head out into the hall to make your way over to the sports complex. The sky still looks dreary as you head outside into the courtyard, starting to seem like it's threatening rain. Things are pretty quiet at this hour, only one other person outside at the moment, on their way to the dining hall. You head right inside when you arrive at the doors to the Aesir complex, finding that it's not nearly as quiet here at this hour. There looks to be a class going on in the main gym, and as you head upstairs to the weight room you find it similarly packed. Nearly every machine is in use already, the only exception being the treadmills directly adjacent to one a particularly intimidating upperclassman is running on, which you trust everyone else has avoided for a reason. But, you immediately recognize Kayla running on the nearest one, and she seems to be slowing down. She's practically glistening with sweat, wearing just a green sports bra and grey athletic shorts. She turns and gives you a wave when she comes to a stop, but needs a little longer to catch her breath before she can say anything. "Hey $name..! Good to see ya," she says, clearly winded. She takes a deep breath and starts to stretch out a bit. "I'm all done, go ahead and take my spot!" "Hey! Thanks," you say, stepping up to join her in stretching by the treadmill. <<if $malloryTargetKayla > 0>><<if $malloryTargetKayla is 1>>But, a slight frown creeps onto your lips as you remember what Mallory told you yesterday: that she's apparently been spreading rumors about you. Now, while she's clearly exhausted, would probably be a good time to confront her about it. <<else>>But, you quickly start to get a slightly guilty feeling as you think back on your conversation at dinner yesterday. She did specifically ask you not to tell Mallory about what she'd said... <</if>> <<link "Bring up your conversation with Mallory">><<replace "#tattle">><<set $kaylaWarnedAboutMallory to true>> <<if $malloryTargetKayla is 1>>"So, I had an //interesting// conversation with Mallory yesterday," you say, giving her a slight glare. "Mal, huh?" Kayla says, raising an eyebrow. Then she narrows her eyes back at you. "Wait, you didn't tell her what I said the other day, did you?" "I did, actually. And she told //me// that you've been saying some interesting things about my habits too. Something about me eating my sister, which I don't have, because I'm such an insatiable predator? The hell is that about?" you say. "The fuck?" Kayla replies, cutting off her stretches and clenching her fists. "I haven't even talked to Mallory period since the very first day, definitely haven't said //shit// about you to her." "Uh-huh..." you say, not sure what to think about the whole situation. "What, you don't trust me but you //do// immediately trust her? Ugh, and you fucking told her I was talking smack, now I'm gonna have to watch my back..." she grumbles. "Whatever, think what you want..." she says with an exasperated sigh, storming off toward the door. You hear her muttering something in spanish to herself before she's completely out of earshot.\ <<else>>\ "Um, hey, so..." you say nervously. "Uh, remember that thing you told me about Mallory the other day?" "Yeah?" she says, raising an eyebrow. Then she stops her stretching and tilts her head at you with a slight frown. "$name, you didn't." You just give her a sheepish look. "//Already?// It's been like two days!" "I know, I'm sorry!" you say. "I sat with her in the dining hall and she was suddenly asking me about you right before she left, it seemed like she already knew you'd told me something so I thought I'd try to get her side of things instead of lying..." Kayla groans. "And?" "She seemed pretty hurt and said it was a made up rumor that caused her a lot of trouble in highschool..." "Well first, obviously she wasn't going to say it was true," Kayla says with a sigh. "And second, that's bull. I never spread that to anyone back then, and the others I knew who got the same feeling about it were //scared// of her, no way was anyone giving her grief about it." "Right... Um, the main reason I bring it up is that she seemed pretty mad about it. Like, you should probably watch your back for a while, mad..." you say. "Sorry..." Kayla mutters something in spanish under her breath. "Thanks for the warning then, I guess..." she grumbles. She turns and heads for the door. "Guess I know not to tell you //shit// about anything from now on..."\ <</if>> <<Kayla -1>><</replace>><<toggleclass "#end" "hide">><</link>> <<link "Don't">><<replace "#tattle">>However, you think better of saying anything about it, feeling like you'd just make her angry. <</replace>><<toggleclass "#normal" "hide">><</link>>\ <<else>><<done>><<toggleclass "#normal" "hide">><</done>><</if>>\ <<if $kaylaRel > 2>>\ <<if $malloryTargetKayla > 0>>Besides, she seems like she's eager to talk to you about something.<<else>>Kayla gives you a grin, seeming eager to talk about something.<</if>> "Hey, so tomorrow I'm thinking of taking a trip into town, you interested?" she says, wiping some sweat off her brow. "I found a gym I want to scope out, since there's no equipment for anything but cardio here, but I'm sure we'll have time for more than just that if you're interested." \ <<link "Sure">><<replace "#kaylaInvite">><<set $kaylaTownInvitation to true>>\ "Sure, sounds like fun!" you reply. "What time were you thinking?" "Great! Probably early afternoon if that's good. Actually here," she says, pulling out her phone. "Why don't you give me your number, I'll let you know when I'm getting ready tomorrow." <<set $kaylaPhone to true>>@@color:lime;You got Kayla's phone number!@@ You happily exchange numbers with her, then go back to warming up for your workout. But talking about plans for tomorrow, you're suddenly reminded of Emma's party. <<link "Invite her">><<replace "#party">><<set $week1PartyKaylaInvited to true>> "Oh yeah speaking of tomorrow, my roommate's throwing a party for the freshmen that night!" you say, pausing mid-sentence to clear your throat and talking a little quieter when you resume, remembering you're in a crowded room that definitely includes some upperclassmen. "You're invited if you want to come." "Sure, could be fun!" Kayla replies with a smile. "We'll just have to make sure we're back in time. See you tomorrow then!" "See ya!" you say, waving as she heads for the door.<</replace>><<toggleclass "#end" "hide">><</link>> <<link "Don't">><<replace "#party">>\ But, you figure you can just ask her tomorrow while you're on your trip if it seems like she'd be up for it. "Alright, see you tomorrow then!" she says, giving you a wave, then turning to head for the door. "See ya!" you reply.<</replace>><<toggleclass "#end" "hide">><</link>><</replace>><</link>> <<link "No thanks">><<replace "#kaylaInvite">>\ "Ah, no thanks, I think I'd rather stick to the campus this first weekend," you reply. "I appreciate the offer though!" "Yeah, no problem!" Kayla says, seeming a little disappointed. Though you turned her offer down, talking about plans for tomorrow you're suddenly reminded of Emma's party. <<link "Invite her">><<replace "#party">><<set $week1PartyKaylaInvited to true>> "Oh but speaking of tomorrow, my roommate's throwing a party for the freshmen that night!" you say, pausing mid-sentence to clear your throat and talking a little quieter when you resume, remembering you're in a crowded room that definitely includes some upperclassmen. "It'll be in the Lampton lounge, you're invited if you want to come." "Sure, could be fun!" Kayla replies with a smile. "I'll make sure I'm back in time. See you tomorrow night then!" "See ya!" you say, waving as she heads for the door.<</replace>><<toggleclass "#end" "hide">><</link>> <<link "Don't">><<replace "#party">>\ But, you get the feeling it would come off as rude to immediately offer alternative plans after turning hers down, so you decide not to bring it up. "Alright, I should probably go wash off," she says, giving you a wave, then turning to head for the door. "//Adios!//" "See ya!" you reply.<</replace>><<toggleclass "#end" "hide">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>\ <<else>> "You excited for the weekend?" Kayla says. "I'm glad to finally have some free time after this crazy week, planning on scoping out a better gym so I can do some actual training." \ <<link "Invite her to Emma's party">><<replace "#party">><<set $week1PartyKaylaInvited to true>>\ "Yeah actually! My roommate's throwing a party for the freshmen tomorrow night, I'm really looking forward to it," you say, pausing mid-sentence to clear your throat and talking a little quieter when you resume, remembering you're in a crowded room that definitely includes some upperclassmen. "It'll be in the Lampton lounge, you're invited if you want to come." "Sure, could be fun!" Kayla replies with a smile. "I'll make sure I'm back in time. See you tomorrow night then!" "See ya!" you say, waving as she heads for the door.<</replace>><<toggleclass "#end" "hide">><</link>> <<link "Just answer her question">><<replace "#party">>\ "Ha, tell me about it," you reply, deciding against mentioning the party to her. "I'm looking forward to just having some time to relax." "Definitely. Alright, I should probably go wash off," she says, giving you a wave, then turning to head for the door. "//Adios!//" "See ya!" you reply.<</replace>><<toggleclass "#end" "hide">><</link>>\ <</if>>\ After Kayla makes her exit, you get up onto the treadmill and get started with your workout. You start out slow, but quickly pick up the pace. This time you decide to do some sprints for a more intense workout, working up to a very high speed on the machine for short bursts, then dropping back to a walking pace for a little while to recover. After a few sets of that, you're feeling completely drained, your stomach starting to growl in protest of how much work you're doing with only your breakfast to run on. You gently bring yourself to a stop, then step off and start to catch your breath, panting and coated in sweat just like Kayla was when you came in. <<Workout>>As you head out of the weight room and make your way downstairs, you notice that your belly feels oddly cool, and you're feeling lighter on your feet than earlier. @@color:lime;You must have lost weight!@@ Just as you're about to head back outside to return to your dorm, a loud groan cuts through the air from your stomach. You stop and place a hand on it, feeling a little embarrassed as it echoes slightly off the high ceiling. You've worked up a pretty serious appetite... [[Grab something to eat at the dining hall->September 6th- Lunch Alone]] [[Go on the hunt for something more substantial->September 6th- Hunt 1]]

<<if $acidStage > 2>> <<set $predAction to "massage">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <<elseif ($progress > 1) and ($counter is 0)>> <<set $counter to 1>> <<set $predAction to "crush">> <<set _predActionIntensity to 2>> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Fine, you wanna play like //*UUrrrap*// that?" Kayla snaps. You feel her plant her hands firmly on either side of her belly and get a bad feeling. "Let me show you what my body can do..." She starts to push in hard with her hands, squeezing you from both sides. You shift to brace yourself against it, trying to push back against her and maintain some breathing room, but as soon as you get into a decent position she tightens her stomach muscles, causing the walls in front of you to crash in //hard//. You try to adjust again, but all you manage is losing the slight defensive position you'd managed to gain. She shifts her arms to wrap around the front of her belly, squeezing inward to add even more pressure to her powerful inner muscles, painfully compressing you from all sides. "I wasn't... going to go this hard... over just an //*UUrrp*// insult..." she grunts, not yielding an inch as she keeps up the crushing embrace. "But you're not getting out of there..." <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 1>> <<set $predAction to "distracted">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> She continues on her way, <<if ($lastAction != "brace") and ($lastAction != "rest")>>unhindered by your struggling<<else>>not seeming to pay you any attention<</if>>. Your entire world starts to bounce and sway more intensely--she must be making her way downstairs. <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 2>> <<set $predAction to "distracted">> <<set _predActionIntensity to 0>> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> She comes to a brief stop at the bottom of the stairs, letting out a loud belch that was stirred up by all the movement. Then, she carries on walking, still not paying much attention to you as she goes. Though not as intense as before, you can still feel yourself bouncing along with every step she takes. <</append>> <<elseif ($turn is 4) or (($turn is 5) and !_squats)>> <<set _squats to true>> <<set $predAction to "shake">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> Kayla takes a deep breath and pauses for a moment. Then you feel yourself get slowly lowered down, only to gradually rise up again. The motion repeats, the pool of liquid surrounding you starting to get agitated by the movement of her gut despite the low intensity. It doesn't feel aggressive enough to be something she's doing against you, and you can even faintly feel her legs trembling on the upswing. "What the hell are you doing?" you ask. "Squats," she grunts in response. All the movement pushes out a burp and she comes to a brief stop as she returns to a standing position. "Not many opportunities for //*urp*// weight training here<<if $fat > 34>>, but your fat ass will work great for this<<else>> you know, gotta take what I can get<</if>>!" With that, she goes back to her exercise. Her stomach groans a little in protest of all the movement. <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 5>> <<set $predAction to "shake">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> Seemingly unconcerned by the fact that you're still actively struggling, Kayla continues her squats. While she's moving slowly, the constant switch in direction is surprisingly disorienting, and it has gradually whipped the growing tide of acid into a frenzy, sending it splashing and sloshing all over the place. But you aren't the only thing worried about that--an odd grumbling from the stomach around you tells you it would rather be left to digest its meal in peace. <</append>> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "squeeze">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <</if>>

<<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "strong">> <<set $predHealth += 5>> <<append "#digestion">> With a frustrated cry, you strike out against the walls, using what little leverage you can manage to kick and shove at the slick flesh surrounding you. You push as hard as you can, but her muscles offer a worrying amount of resistance, like she's constantly squeezing you even when she doesn't mean to be. Your limbs start to tremble with exertion just from pushing more than an inch or two past your resting position. You fight on undeterred, still managing to get her stomach groaning in protest, but can't keep it up for long without having to rest. You wonder if a lighter touch might be more effective, given the circumstances. <</append>> <<default>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</switch>>

<<Time 14.5>><<if ($turn < 6) and ($turn > 3)>>Using the movement to your advantage, you<<else>>You<</if>> lash out at her stomach, frustration driving each of your blows to be stronger than the last. One seems to strike a particularly sensitive area, as you feel Kayla abruptly stop and clutch her belly with a groan. You immediately repeat the motion, pushing even harder against the tight walls. Her stomach shudders around you, then suddenly crushes in hard. Kayla grunts and doubles over. "...I knew eating so soon was a bad call..." she grumbles. At first she seems to be trying to hold you down, but quickly gives up the notion. "Fine..." she grunts. Your head starts to push back up into her throat, moving slowly at first. But then, the pressure in her stomach somehow gets even more intense as she clenches her stomach muscles tight, sending you rushing back towards freedom. You're forced out into the cool air of the room so quickly that it leaves you disoriented, needing a moment to adjust to the sudden change in scenery. <<if $turn < 3>>You look around, finding yourself right near the entrance to the building. With a cough, you push yourself back up onto your feet, completely drenched in slimy fluids but otherwise no worse for wear.<<else>>As the fog in your head clears a little, you look around, finding yourself on the floor of the locker room.<<if $turn > 7>> You cough, your arms trembling just from sitting up. Your skin is still tingling from your exposure to her acids, your clothes completely eaten away from the time you spent inside her. After a moment of rest, you muster the strength to get back onto your feet.<<else>> You cough, sitting up and inspecting your body now that you can see again. her stomach did a number on your outfit, leaving you drenched in digestive fluids with just your underwear and what remains of your tank top, the fabric fraying and littered with holes. You grumble and get back onto your feet.<</if>><</if>> Kayla is standing a little ways away looking annoyed and exhausted. "Alright, fair enough..." she sighs, wiping her mouth and briefly sticking her tongue out in disgust. "You still took a swim in my guts so we'll say we're even for the insult. Just chill the fuck out next time, yeah? Or I'll make sure I finish the job." <<if $turn < 8>>"Maybe I can finish the job //right now//," you grumble, glaring at her. She just laughs. "Ha! Nice spirit, but I could handle you in my sleep, <<if $fat > 34>>//gordita//<<else>>//puta//<</if>>," she says, walking off toward the <<if $turn < 3>>locker room<<else>>exit<</if>>. Her boasting almost makes you go for it, but you think better of taking the risk now. She's clearly got the physical advantage, and you're both exhausted. Not to mention you'd rather not be stuck sitting around covered in her stomach acid that long anyways. Instead, you just sigh and start to make your way back to your dorm, giving up on getting a workout in today.<<else>>You just glare at her. She sighs, shrugs, then heads for the exit. You take a deep breath, waiting a bit to regain some more of your strength and let her get ahead of you. Then you head for the door, mentally preparing yourself for having to streak across campus back to your dorm.<</if>> <<include "playerPreyEscape">>[[Go get cleaned up->Eaten By Kayla- Recovery]]<<set $metKayla to true>>

<<Time 15>><<if $outfitState is "gone">>You take a deep breath, wrapping one arm around your chest and using the other to cover your crotch. Then, you push open the door and rush out into the courtyard. Only to immediately freeze up in a panic. Naturally, things have become way more active since you walked over, and now there are all kinds of people hanging around outside to see you--you're pretty sure you even see Alice by the fountain. Realizing that just standing around is only making it worse, you start to run towards the doors to Karbo, blushing furiously as many curious eyes are drawn to your nude form. A few look sympathetic, more laugh, but you do your best to ignore them as you race back to your dorm. You imagine this isn't all that uncommon of a sight for the upperclassmen, but you still can't help being embarrassed. When you finally make it to your door, you unlock it and hurry inside as quickly as you can, breathing heavily from how quickly you were moving.<<else>>You open the door and step out into the courtyard. You sigh and pause for a moment, finding that, naturally, now that you're in an embarrassing state, the campus is now the busiest you've seen it since the first day. Doing your best to ignore the stares you attract, you hurry back towards Karbo and through the halls to your dorm, breathing out a sigh of relief when you finally get some privacy.<</if>> You head straight for the shower, grabbing a towel on the way and not even bothering to close the bathroom door since Emma seems to be out right now. <<if $outfitState != "gone">>You quickly tear off<<if $outfitState is "damaged">> what's left of your clothing, tossing the slimy scraps of fabric into the trash<<else>> your acid-drenched outfit. It feels like it's already starting to fall apart as you take it off, so you just throw the ruined clothing into the trash with a sigh<</if>>. With your body freed, you get the water running and step into the shower.<<else>>You immediately step into the shower, eager to get the digestive slime off of your body.<</if>> Once you feel reasonably clean, you dry yourself off and head back into the room to get dressed. You put back on the outfit you were wearing before you worked out, a bit disappointed to have lost some of your only gym appropriate clothes. But, it beats being digested, and to look on the bright side, you did still get a pretty good workout from your time spent in Kayla's gut even if it wasn't the way you would have liked to go about it.<<set $outfitState to "normal">><<set $outfit to $lastOutfit>> Your stomach growls as you go to sit on your bed, reminding you that you never ended up eating anything for lunch. The dining hall probably doesn't have much left at this point, but with how busy things were now might be a good time to hunt for a larger meal... Or, it might be smarter to relax and recover from your escape a bit longer and just wait for dinner. [[Go on the hunt->September 6th- Hunt 1]] [[Just relax in your dorm->September 6th- Relax In Your Dorm]]

<<Time 15.25>><<if $eatenByKayla>>Too exhausted to bother with anything else right now, you decide to just kick back and relax until dinner. But, not long after you settle into a comfortable position on your bed, the door to your dorm swings open and Emma walks in.<<elseif $day6Workout>><<if $pacifist>>You<<else>>Satisfied with the lunch you had and not interested in getting anything bigger, you<</if>> just head out into the courtyard to return to your dorm. The campus is oddly busy right now--you pass by a whole lot of girls that seem to be just hanging around both outside and in the halls. <<if $tempMinaFailed>>One girl, a pretty tall blonde, catches your eye as you cross paths. She's sporting a somewhat small belly that's hanging lower on her body than usual, and despite its size you can still see some movement. But, she doesn't bother you and the moment is fleeting, so you shrug it off.<<else>>Maybe it's because it's the start of the weekend now that most people are done with classes for the day.<</if>> Soon enough, you make it back to the door to your room and step inside. You head straight for the shower to freshen up after your workout, changing back into your normal clothes when you're finished. Just as you sit down on your bed, the door swings open and Emma walks into the room.<<set $outfit to $lastOutfit>><<else>><<if $pacifist>>You<<else>>Satisfied with the lunch you had and not interested in getting anything bigger, you<</if>> open the door and step inside. Emma is sitting on her bed with her back against the wall, scrolling through her phone. She looks up<<if $emmaRel > 0>> and smiles<</if>> at you as you walk into the room.<</if>> <<if $emmaRel < 0>>"$name," she says, giving you a nod. It's clear she's a little grumpy. "Uh, hey?" you reply. You get the feeling she's still upset about what she learned from Alice earlier. There's an uncomfortable silence for a little while, but a knock at the door clears the air and puts a smile back on Emma's face.\ <<else>>"Hey<<if $emmaRel > 1>>a<</if>> $name!" she says with a wave. "How's your day been?" "<<if $cherryDay6FullTour>>It's, uh, definitely been interesting,<<elseif $eatenByKayla or $eatenByCherry>>Eventful,<<else>>Pretty good!<</if>>" you reply<<if $cherryDay6FullTour or $eatenByKayla or $eatenByCherry>>, thinking about the encounter you had earlier<</if>>. "What about you?" <<if $emmaInjured>>"Oh, it's been fine I guess," she says, seeming a little distracted. You notice her fidgeting with her hair. "I don't know, that run-in we had earlier--oh!" She's interrupted by a knock at the door.<<else>>"It's been good I guess, but it's going by too slow!" she says with a slight laugh. "I'm so excited for the party tomorrow that I can't wait!" <<if $emmaRel > 1>>"Haha don't worry, we're almost there!" you say. "Is everything all set for it?" "More or less, we really just need to--" She gets cut off by a knock at the door. "Oh, perfect timing!"<<else>>"Ah relax, we'll get there," you say. There's an awkward pause in the conversation, but it's interrupted by a knock at the door that puts a smile on Emma's face.<</if>><</if>><</if>> She jumps up from her bed and heads over to answer the door. Standing on the other side is a familiar short, sunglasses-clad blonde. She immediately snaps her fingers into a point when the door swings open. <<if $emmaInjured>>"Hey Em!" Sunny says, leaning against the doorframe. "You ready?" "Uh, yeah, I think so..!" Emma says a little nervously. "Ready for what?" you ask. "I'm taking Emma out into town to get her out of the funk she's been in!" Sunny explains. "Can't have her down in the dumps during a party she worked so hard to plan!" <<if $emmaRel > 1>>"Oh, awesome! Have fun!" you say, waving to them as they head out into the hall. "Thanks $name, I'll see you later!" Emma replies, still seeming a bit nervous.<<else>>"Oh, gotcha," you reply. "I'll see you later $name!" Emma says, waving to you as the two of them step out into the hall together.<</if>><<done>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</done>><<else>>"Hey Em!" Sunny says, waltzing into the room. She nods at you. "And $name, I didn't forgetcha. I'm about to head into town for dinner and my shopping spree for the party, anything last minute you wanna add to the list?" "Hey Sunny! I don't think so," Emma replies. "That last list I sent should be good." "Got it! You ready for tomorrow night?" Sunny asks, grinning. "Super ready! And a little nervous," Emma says. "Hey no worries, this party's gonna kick ass!" Sunny assures her. <<if ($emmaRel > 1) and ($sunnyRel > 0) and !$tabletopMeetup>>As Sunny heads back towards the door, an idea strikes you. Your encounter with Alice and Betty earlier comes to mind, and how Emma had seemed on the fence about getting revenge on Betty. Maybe Sunny could help you give her the push to do something about her... \ <<link "Ask Sunny to help hunt down Betty">><<replace "#choice">><<set $day6SunnyHelpWithBetty to true>>\ "Hey Sunny, before you go," you say. "Think you could help us with something?" "Girl, Sunny D can always help you out! When it's convenient and interesting for me," she replies. "What's up?" "There's this girl in our class that's really got it out for Emma. Betty--she's a huge bitch and already tried to eat her once," you explain. "I was telling Emma earlier that we should take her out before she gets a chance to try again, since she clearly intends to. Think you could help us hunt her down?" "Oh, $name, you don't have to--" Emma starts to say. "Hell yeah I will!" Sunny cuts in. "No way can we let some brat just walk around bullying you, Em. Can't believe you didn't say anything to me!" "Oh, well I..." Emma says with a nervous laugh, her cheeks flushing red. "It'll have to wait till I'm back though, we'll try to catch her in the evening," Sunny says. She steps out into the halls and flashes finger guns at you. "I'll be quick, see you guys later!" "Thanks Sunny, you're the best!" you say just before she closes the door. "You didn't have to get her involved..." Emma mumbles. "Hey, come on, she's a junior! Now it'll be absolutely no problem to get her out of the picture," you say with a smile. "And you won't have to worry about her ever again." "I guess..." Emma replies. "Um, but anyways, I've actually gotta run too. I guess Sarah and Alesha's roommates are both on the fence about the party? They asked me to try and convince them, so I've gotta at least give it a shot! I'll see you later!" "See ya!" you say, waving to her as she heads out into the hall.<</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</link>> <<link "Don't">><<replace "#choice">>You decide not to bring anything up, just saying goodbye to Sunny as she heads out into the hall instead. Not long after, Emma heads over to the door. "I've actually gotta run too!" she says. I guess Sarah and Alesha's roommates are both on the fence about the party? They asked me to try and convince them, so I've gotta at least give it a shot! I'll see you later!" "See ya!" you say, waving to her as she heads out into the hall.<</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</link>><<else>>"Heh, thanks, I just can't help worrying a little," Emma says. "But I'm sure you're right!" "Hell yeah I am," Sunny laughs, flashing finger guns at her as she heads back towards the door. "Alright, I'm gonna get to it. Catch ya later!" "Bye Sunny!" Emma replies with a wave. Shortly after the door closes, she turns to you. "I've actually gotta run too. I guess Sarah and Alesha's roommates are both on the fence about the party? They asked me to try and convince them, so I've gotta at least give it a shot! I'll see you later!" <<if $emmaRel > 1>>"See ya!" you say, waving to her as she heads out into the hall.<<else>>"See ya," you say as she heads out into the hall.<</if>><<done>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</done>>\ <</if>><</if>> \ With the room to yourself, you just sit back on your bed and turn on the TV. You find something good to put on then lean back and relax. It doesn't feel like long has passed when your stomach growls loud enough to cut through the sounds from the TV, but checking the time you find that it's already after five. Not one to argue with your stomach, you get up to head to the dining hall. [[Go get dinner->September 6th- Dinner Check]]

<<set $day6Hunt1 to "first">><<if $trialClaire is "lose">><<if $day6Workout and !$eatenByKayla>>You decide that you'd probably have the best luck on the first floor of Karbo, so you head outside and cut across the courtyard, making your way through the lobby and into the main hall.<<else>>You decide that right here on the first floor of Karbo is probably your best bet based on what you saw, so you <<if !$eatenByKayla>>turn around to head back<<else>>head<</if>> towards the main hall.<</if>> Unfortunately, while there are plenty of girls passing through or hanging around here, pretty much all of them look like upperclassmen to you. So, you decide to hurry <<if $day6Workout>>through<<else>>past<</if>> and try your luck in the classroom halls instead. However, the situation here doesn't seem to be much better. Unlike what you saw in the courtyard and the main hall, this end of the building is pretty deserted. A loop around the block of halls reveals no one else in sight, and only a single classroom seems to still be in use. Still, you prowl around for a while longer, hoping maybe someone from that class will come out to use the bathroom and you'll get a chance to strike. But, no such luck--the only time anyone comes out is as a large crowd when the class is dismissed. Eventually, you decide to simply give up for now. <<if $day6Workout>>You're honestly starting to feel lightheaded from never eating anything after your workout, so you quickly stop back at your dorm to finally change out of your workout clothes, then immediately head out towards the dining hall.<<set $outfit to $lastOutfit>><<else>>Even though it hasn't been that long since lunch, the anticipation of catching a live meal has really worked up your appetite, so you decide to just head to dinner.<</if>><<if $emmaInjured>> You feel your phone vibrate as you start to walk--It's a text from Emma, explaining that she took a trip into town with Sunny and will be back later.<</if>> [[Head to dinner->September 6th- Dinner Check]]\ <<else>>\ <<if $day6Workout and !$eatenByKayla>>You decide that you'd probably have the best luck on the first floor of Karbo, so you head outside and cut across the courtyard, making your way through the lobby and into the main hall.<<else>>You decide that right here on the first floor of Karbo is probably your best bet based on what you saw, so you <<if !$eatenByKayla>>turn around to head back<<else>>head<</if>> towards the main hall.<</if>> Unfortunately, while there are plenty of girls passing through or hanging around here, pretty much all of them look like upperclassmen to you. So, you decide to hurry <<if $day6Workout>>through<<else>>past<</if>> and try your luck in the classroom halls instead. Upon turning the first corner, you're immediately rewarded for your choice. There's one other girl in the hall, a brunette in a green shirt with her back to you that's doing something on her phone. <<if $metClaire>>Looking a bit closer, you realize that it's Claire, the recognizable streak of green in her hair just barely visible from this angle.<<else>>She seems a bit familiar--you're pretty sure you've seen her in class before.<</if>> Unfortunately, she doesn't stay distracted for long, already going on the move again, but she still doesn't seem to notice that you're there. <<if ($kaylaRel > 0) and ($kaylaInfo1 > 0)>>While it seems like a good opportunity, a voice in your head does remind you that she's Kayla's roommate, and you aren't really sure what their relationship is like...<</if>> \ <<link "Follow her and make your move">> <<set $pacifist to false>> <<set _checkType to "oral">> <<set _baseline to 14>> <<set _modifier to 2>> <<set $stamina -= 12>> <<include "voreCheck">> <<if _swallow>> <<goto "Hunt 1- Eat Claire">> <<else>> <<goto "Hunt 1- Eaten By Claire">> <</if>> <</link>><<if $aliceSimp > 0>> [[Try to lure her to Alice->Hunt 1- Lure Claire]]<</if>> <<link "Leave her and look for someone else">><<replace "#choice">>\ You decide that the opportunity has passed and let her go, <<if $ateAshley>>even if you are a little annoyed with her still for teaming up against you at Maeve's party<<elseif ($kaylaRel > 0) and ($kaylaInfo1 > 0)>>not really wanting to take a swing at Kayla's roommate without knowing how she feels about her anyways<<else>>confident you'll be able to find someone else to be your prey<</if>>. So, you turn and head in the opposite direction as her, starting to loop around the block of hallways. Unfortunately, the only other person you spot is <<if $metClaire>>Claire again<<else>>the same girl<</if>>, catching a glimpse of her heading upstairs. Even after prowling around for a while longer you can't seem to get any more luck. Eventually, you decide to simply give up, having only ever run into a large group leaving class. <<if $day6Workout>>You're honestly starting to feel lightheaded from never eating anything after your workout, so you quickly stop back at your dorm to finally change out of your workout clothes, then immediately head out towards the dining hall.<<set $outfit to $lastOutfit>><<else>>Even though it hasn't been that long since lunch, the anticipation of catching a live meal has really worked up your appetite, so you decide to just head to dinner.<</if>><<if $emmaInjured>> You feel your phone vibrate as you start to walk--It's a text from Emma, explaining that she took a trip into town with Sunny and will be back later.<</if>> [[Head to dinner->September 6th- Dinner Check]]<</replace>><</link>><</if>>

<<set $day6Hunt1 to "second">><<if $day6Workout and !$eatenByKayla>>You decide that you'd probably have the best luck on the second floor of Karbo, so you head outside and cut across the courtyard, making your way through the halls and up the stairs by the dorms.<<else>>You decide that heading up to the second floor is probably your best bet for finding an easy meal, since there's less likely to be upperclassmen there this late in the afternoon, so you head down the hall and up the stairs.<</if>> You start off by heading past the dorms and out toward the main block of halls. <<if $trialClaire is "second">>Unfortunately, things seem to be a lot more barren up here. Unlike what you saw in the courtyard and the main hall, this part of the building is pretty deserted. A loop around the block of halls reveals no one else in sight, and only a single classroom seems to still be in use. Still, you prowl around for a while longer, hoping maybe someone from that class will come out to use the bathroom and you'll get a chance to strike. But, no such luck--the only time anyone comes out is as a large crowd when the class is dismissed. Eventually, you decide to simply give up for now. <<if $day6Workout>>You're honestly starting to feel lightheaded from never eating anything after your workout, so you quickly stop back at your dorm to finally change out of your workout clothes, then immediately head out towards the dining hall.<<set $outfit to $lastOutfit>><<else>>Even though it hasn't been that long since lunch, the anticipation of catching a live meal has really worked up your appetite, so you decide to just head to dinner.<</if>><<if $emmaInjured>> You feel your phone vibrate as you start to walk--It's a text from Emma, explaining that she took a trip into town with Sunny and will be back later.<</if>> [[Head to dinner->September 6th- Dinner Check]]\ <<else>>\ But, you pause almost immediately, spotting two girls talking right at the intersection. <<if $ateAshley>>Your eyes narrow a bit as you realize you recognize one of them. It's Sadie, one of your fellow tributes from Maeve's party--the one who wound up in second place after her failed attempt to gang up on you with Claire. You'd had more important things on your mind at the time, but now that you're getting a better look at her you can't help your mouth watering a little. She's wearing a more teasing outfit than the uniform back then: a red tank top that clings to her sizable chest and a white miniskirt showing off her tanned legs and thick thighs. Just looking at her, you can feel your stomach growling. You can't blame that one upperclassman at the party for being all over her... Now that you think about it, the taller girl she's talking to actually might be her. She's got short, dirty blonde hair in a pixie cut, and skin that's tan though not as dark as Sadie's. And though she's lankier than your desired prey, the tight black shorts she's wearing draw your eye to a big butt. Hearing the two of them talking, you sneak a little closer to listen, looking at your phone for cover and watching out of the corner of your eye. "You're sure you don't want to walk to class together?" Sadie asks softly. "Oh c'mon, you'll be fine!" the other girl assures her with a smile. "Don't get me wrong, you are a total snack, but it isn't Monday anymore. You're not scared, are you?" "No, I--" Sadie blushes, looking down at her feet and rubbing a curl of her hair between two fingers. "I just thought that it could be nice, is all." "Hmm." The other girl looks at her curiously before clapping her hands together, grinning. "Well, if you'd rather hang out, we could have lots more fun skipping class back in my room. Or I could just have you to fill me up more after lunch...~" She pats her stomach, leaning in close to Sadie and licking her lips. Sadie makes a flustered noise and quickly steps away, blushing harder now. "Um! I-I really think I should get to class, Gigi." "Okay, okay," Gigi says, stepping back with a laugh. "Just don't get eaten before I see you again!~" She turns away and walks off with a wave, one that Sadie shyly returns. Distracted as the curvy girl looks right now, she doesn't seem to have noticed you yet as she turns her back on you to head to class. This could be your chance. \ <<elseif $trialSavedByNadia>> One of them looks familiar, but it takes you a second to realize why. It's Sadie, from Maeve's deathtrap of a party that you managed to escape thanks to Nadia. You wouldn't have pegged her as a survivor from your first look at her then, but now that you think of it Claire did say something about her getting out too. Maybe she was tougher than she looked... or maybe she just got lucky. One thing is for sure, you can't help your mouth watering a little at the sight of her. She's wearing a more teasing outfit than the uniform back then: a red tank top that clings to her sizable chest and a white miniskirt showing off her tanned legs and thick thighs. Unfortunately she's not alone, but as you watch, the taller girl she's talking with leans down for what looks like a kiss before giving Sadie a cheery wave and walking away. Sadie, blushing and looking a little out of it, turns away and starts walking off, presumably towards class. She's not exactly hurrying, and this seems like the best opportunity you're going to get. \ <<else>>\ One of them immediately sticks out to you as particularly appetizing prey. She's short, cute, and curvy, with curly black hair and light brown skin. Thick thighs and a very eye-catching chest are shown off by her outfit--a white miniskirt and a low-cut red tank top. Best of all, it looks like she's now heading off on her own to class, her back to you and the girl she was talking to splitting off in a different direction. This looks like the perfect opportunity. \ <</if>> \ <<link "Try to eat her">> <<set $pacifist to false>> <<set _checkType to "oral">> <<set _baseline to 10>> <<set _modifier to 1>> <<include "voreCheck">> <<if _swallow>> <<goto "Hunt 1- Eat Sadie">> <<else>> <<set $stamina -= 6>> <<replace "#choice">>\ <<if $ateAshley>>\ <<if $karma < 0>>Sadie making it out from the party alive was really just a fluke. Undeserved second place or not, it's time you flexed your position as top freshmen to take out one contender to the crown. <</if>>"Hey, Sadie!" you call out with feigned cheer, giving her a wave and smiling as she turns and looks in your direction. "You really did make it out in one piece, huh? Glad to see it." "Oh, hi, $name," she says, smiling more hesitantly back at you. "Yeah, I guess I did." She trails off, fidgeting a little and looking uncertain of what to say. "Maeve did say second place was supposed to get out okay, right?" you say, recalling that from before the night turned into a drunken haze. "But I guess I don't know how much she actually cared." Sadie nods with a faint smile. "I was still scared when Gigi took me up to her room, but it turned out—" She blushes deeply, squirming and averting your gaze. "Um, really much better than I expected." You feel your eyebrows raise. While a part of you is tempted to ask about that, the greater part of you is hungry and eager to take advantage of your meal's momentary distraction. So you reach out to her and grab her by the shoulders, provoking a flinch and a wide-eyed look back at you. "You know, that's great. I'm really happy for you, Sadie," you tell her, smiling wide. "Unfortunately I'm starving and you're the tastiest thing I could find, sooo..." "Huh?! Wait, no, no!" Sadie cries, starting to thrash against your grip. You slide your hands down to pin her arms and lean forward to start swallowing her head. <<elseif $trialSavedByNadia>>\ Not willing to pass up the chance of a satisfying meal, you hasten up behind Sadie as she's on her way to class, calling out to her when you're just behind. "Sadie, hey!" She jumps, whirling around and looking at you in surprise, which quickly morphs into a look of confusion. "Um, hey? Do I know you...? Oh," Her eyes widen. "Wait, you were one of the other... but I saw you get eaten by that goth girl," she mumbles, eyebrows climbing as she stares at you. "How are you still around?" "Neat trick, huh?" you reply, snickering. You decide there's no harm in telling her what happened, she's going to be your lunch anyway. "I worked it out with Nadia--the goth girl--ahead of time. I take a dive the first match, she eats me and... spits me back out back in her room." Maybe you don't have to mention the trade you made, you decide, feeling yourself blush. "Oh, so that's why you had a Hangman word with just one letter!" Sadie gasps, before pouting at you. "You got so lucky, oh my gosh. Those trials were terrifying, I still can't believe I made it out alive. And all you had to do was be inside her for a little while." "Uh, right. Lucky me," you say, laughing awkwardly. Fortunately for you, you have an easy out for the conversation before she starts to suspect anything else went on. "Speaking of being inside her, well--" You lunge in the middle of your sentence, catching her by surprise. She lets out a high-pitched yelp as you grab her around her back with one arm, pulling her in close. "Sorry, but you looked so good I just couldn't resist," you tell her, absentmindedly licking your lips and seeing her eyes fill with fear as you open your mouth. "No, stop---!" is all she manages to get out before you press forward and shove her head into your mouth. <<else>>\ No one's around to interfere, so you sneak up quietly behind your target as she's walking and grab her with an arm around her waist, mouth stretching open wide as she yelps in surprise. You step around her for some easier positioning but don't waste time in shoving her head into your mouth, curly hair rubbing over your tongue as you quickly start packing her away. <</if>> \ But maybe you were too confident she would be an easy meal, because as you start to swallow her head she breaks your grip and lashes out with a desperation that you weren't expecting. Her elbow gets in a lucky shot on your sternum that makes you gasp, gag, and double over, and though you frantically try to grab her again she manages to dart back out of your reach while you're gasping for breath. @@color:orange;Your strength fails you.@@ <<if $ateAshley>>Sadie glares at you for a second before turning and running off, footsteps echoing off the walls.<<else>>With a last fearful look, she makes a run for it before you can try again.<</if>> You sigh and shake your head, annoyed at yourself for messing up such a perfect catch. Though your failure puts a damper on things, you continue on through the halls, still determined to catch yourself a meal. Unfortunately, there doesn't seem to by anyone else around right now. Even after prowling around for a while longer you can't seem to get any more luck. Eventually, you decide to simply give up, having only ever run into a large group leaving class. <<if $day6Workout>>You're honestly starting to feel lightheaded from never eating anything after your workout, so you quickly stop back at your dorm to finally change out of your workout clothes, then immediately head out towards the dining hall.<<set $outfit to $lastOutfit>><<else>>Even though it hasn't been that long since lunch, the anticipation of catching a live meal has really worked up your appetite, so you decide to just head to dinner.<</if>><<if $emmaInjured>> You feel your phone vibrate as you start to walk--It's a text from Emma, explaining that she took a trip into town with Sunny and will be back later.<</if>> [[Head to dinner->September 6th- Dinner Check]]\ <</replace>> <</if>> <</link>><<if $aliceSimp > 0>> [[Try to lure her to Alice->Hunt 1: Lure Sadie]]<</if>> <<link "Leave her and look for someone else">><<replace "#choice">>\ You decide to leave her alone, confident you'll be able to find someone else to be your prey. So, you let her get out of sight before following behind and starting to loop around the block of hallways. Unfortunately, there doesn't seem to by anyone else around right now. Even after prowling around for a while longer you can't seem to get any more luck. Eventually, you decide to simply give up, having only ever run into a large group leaving class. <<if $day6Workout>>You're honestly starting to feel lightheaded from never eating anything after your workout, so you quickly stop back at your dorm to finally change out of your workout clothes, then immediately head out towards the dining hall.<<set $outfit to $lastOutfit>><<else>>Even though it hasn't been that long since lunch, the anticipation of catching a live meal has really worked up your appetite, so you decide to just head to dinner.<</if>><<if $emmaInjured>> You feel your phone vibrate as you start to walk--It's a text from Emma, explaining that she took a trip into town with Sunny and will be back later.<</if>> [[Head to dinner->September 6th- Dinner Check]]<</replace>><</link>>\ <</if>>

<<if $day2LunchAlone and ($aliceInfo1 > 0)>><<set _fan to true>><<else>><<set _fan to false>><</if>><<set $karma -= 1>>As much as you're hungry for a meal yourself, you're eager to<<if ($aliceMin < 0) or ($aliceMax > 0)>> finally<</if>> have an in with Alice. <<if !$metClaire>>This girl seems like she might be oblivious enough for you to be able to pull it off, so you decide to try and lure her out into the courtyard so that you can take Alice up on the offer she made.<<elseif _fan>>You're pretty sure you remember Claire saying she was a big fan of her mom at lunch the other day, so you might have an easy time convincing her to come with you.<<else>>Claire hasn't seemed to be the most cautious person in the past, so it might not be that difficult to convince her to come with you.<</if>> You quickly approach her, coming up with an excuse to get her to follow you out of the building. <<if $metClaire>>"Hey Claire!" you call out, catching up to her. "Oh, hey $name!" Claire says, glancing back before turning around to face you. <<if $ateAshley or !$trialParticipant>>"What's up?" She takes a subtle step back.<<else>>"What can the freshman champion do for you?" she chuckles, taking a subtle step back.<</if>><<else>>"Oh hey there, almost didn't notice you!" the girl says before you get a chance to say anything. She glances back with a knowing look, then turns to face you. There's a mint green streak in her hair and a row of freckles along her cheeks. She's wearing glasses over her green eyes. "Name's Claire! If you've heard some upperclassmen talking about a 'freshman champion'--that'd be me." She points one of her thumbs at herself with a wink, snickering. "Oh really? And how did you get a title like that?" you ask, taking a slight step closer. "$name, by the way." "Long story," she says, narrowing her eyes. She puts a hand on her hip and sighs. "Listen, I've got stuff to do right now. Do we really need to do this?" "Oh, no no, sorry! You've got the wrong idea, I didn't mean to sneak up on you," you say with a laugh. She looks you over before responding. "Right. What did you want, then?"<</if>> "I've actually got kind of a weird question," you say, chuckling. <<if $aliceInfo1 > 0>>"Have you heard about the famous girl in our class? Well, her mom is famous. Alice Mercato?<<if _fan>> I think you mentioned something about her the other day.<</if>>" "You mean Alice Mercato, the one and only daughter of //the// Selene Mercato, legendary movie star and predator icon?" Claire says with a serious look on her face. "Uh, yeah, that one." "Rhetorical question--of //course// I know she's in our class, I'm like her mom's biggest fan!" she says with a big grin, putting her hands on her hips. "Well great! I've been really wanting to meet her, but I'm too nervous to try and talk to her alone. Do you think maybe you could come with me?" you ask. "//*Pfft*//, no," Claire says, waving a hand dismissively at you. "What? But you just said--" "I'm her //mom's// biggest fan. You think I didn't immediately go talk to her when I found out she was here? She sucks ass," Claire explains. "Even if her mom is amazing, a brat's a brat. And Alice is a brat. Like, so much of a brat there's no way I could even bring myself to suck up to her just for a chance to meet Selene." "I see... uh, are you sure you couldn't come with me still so that I can see for myself?" you say nervously.<<else>>"There's this girl in our class that's really, um, cute... I really want to get to know her, but I'm always too nervous to talk to her alone. Could you maybe come with me to talk to her so that there's not as much pressure?" "Seriously?" Claire says with a laugh. "Yeah sorry, I've got stuff to do, I don't know you well enough for that kind of thing. Just don't be a baby and go talk to her, you'll have to do it alone eventually anyways if it was gonna go anywhere." "Right... Um, but I could really use the help this first time," you say nervously. "Please? I promise it won't take long..."<</if>> Claire squints at you. "What's really going on here?" "I just..." you trail off. This obviously isn't working, and she's already suspicious so changing your approach to get her to come along is probably out of the question. Desperate to at least get something out of this exchange, you decide to forget about Alice for now and go back to your original plan. You lunge forward to grab her. Unfortunately, she was clearly anticipating you trying something like that. She jumps back right as you make your move, and you're only able to get a grip on one arm. You try to pull her closer with it, but she holds firm. "Knew it! I ain't goin' down that easy!" she shouts, thrashing her arm around and hitting your hand with her other one to try and break your grip. You try to hold firm, but the pain from her blows loosens your hold enough that your fingers start to slip. "Ha!" <<link "Shit..!">> <<set _checkType to "prey">> <<set _baseline to 16>> <<set _modifier to 1>> <<include "voreCheck">> <<if _swallow>> <<goto "Hunt 1- Eaten By Claire">> <<else>> <<set $stamina -= 8>> <<replace "#prey">>\ "Shit..!" you say as she immediately grabs your arm. She tries to pull you closer, but you manage to shove her back away from you, her grip clearly not as strong as yours was. "Get off me!" @@color:yellowgreen;You managed to escape.@@ "Hey, you started it!" she says with a scowl, backing away from you. "You should get better material if you actually want to trick your prey, I knew you were up to something immediately." "I wasn't... ugh, whatever," you say, taking a step forward. "Hey, we both tried already and failed, don't be a sore loser!" she says, taking a step back in turn. Then she quickly turns and makes a break for it down the hall. "Fuck off!" You briefly consider giving chase, but, with a sigh, decide that the moment has passed for her. So, you turn and head in the opposite direction as her, starting to loop around the block of hallways. Unfortunately, even after prowling around for a while longer you can't seem to get any more luck. Eventually, you decide to simply give up, having only ever run into a large group leaving class. <<if $day6Workout>>You're honestly starting to feel lightheaded from never eating anything after your workout, so you quickly stop back at your dorm to finally change out of your workout clothes, then immediately head out towards the dining hall.<<set $outfit to $lastOutfit>><<else>>Even though it hasn't been that long since lunch, the anticipation of catching a live meal has really worked up your appetite, so you decide to just head to dinner.<</if>><<if $emmaInjured>> You feel your phone vibrate as you start to walk--It's a text from Emma, explaining that she took a trip into town with Sunny and will be back later.<</if>> [[Head to dinner->September 6th- Dinner Check]]\ <</replace>> <</if>> <</link>>

<<set $eatenByClaire to true>><<set $predName to "Claire">><<set $predSS to 32>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "Claire_PreyStruggle">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "Eaten By Claire(TEXT)">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "Claire_Actions">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Eaten By Claire- Escape">><<set _fatTaunted to false>><<set _strongStruggled to false>><<set _firstRest to false>>\ <<if $day6ClaireReversal > 0>>\ <<if $preyName is "released">>\ "Ugh, fine..." you say with a sigh. The desperation in her voice is starting to make you feel a bit bad about this. "I hate when my prey guilt trips me..." "Oh shit really--I mean, thank you $name! Thank you so much!" Claire's muffled voice replies. "Yeah, //*urp*// yeah... Just brace yourself..." you grumble. You take a deep breath, then plant your hands on the underside of your belly. You push inwards and up, shaking it around a little and pushing in even harder in quick bursts until your stomach finally gets the message. The walls clamp down on her and start to push her back up into your throat. The process is uncomfortable, but luckily it isn't long before she's sprawled out on the ground in front of you, stripped down to her underwear and covered in stomach acid from her time in your stomach. "Gross... There, you happy?" you say with a cough. "I'll find someone more bratty to eat..." "Yes, thank you $name..." Claire says as she gets back on her feet. She turns to you and grins. "...for being such an idiot!" "Wha--Wait!" you shout in surprise as she lunges forward and pins you against the wall. "Heh heh, luckily there was no way you could have seen that I was crossing my fingers the entire time," she snickers, leaning in close. "Come on, I let you out! We should be even already!" you protest. The close contact is rubbing some of your own acids onto you. "Ugh, and you're so gross right now, get away!" "Oh, you don't like this? Yeah, believe me, it doesn't feel good to be covered in it," she says. Then, with a sly smile, she intentionally pushes forward and rubs her body up against yours, coating the front of you with the slime from your stomach. However, she pretty quickly pulls back again with a slight blush. "Uh, sorry, I didn't mean for that to be so sexual... but anyways: revenge!"\ <<else>>\ "You wouldn't..." you say, slowly backing away from her approach. She grins at you, then pounces forward. She gets a grip on your shoulder, pinning you to the ground and rubbing her slimy body against yours in the process. "You clearly don't know me very well, $name~" she says, still grinning. "Hey, come on! Gross!" you protest, trying to push her away. The front of your body is already coated in your own stomach acid from the contact. "Get off me!"\ <</if>>\ <<else>>\ <<if previous() != "Hunt 1- Lure Claire">>You start to move in behind her before she can get too far ahead, certain she's the best chance you're going to get. <<if $ateAshley>>You're a bit eager to have the opportunity to pay her back for teaming up against you at Maeve's party anyways. <<elseif ($kaylaRel > 0) and ($kaylaInfo1 > 0)>>You'll just have to apologize to Kayla later if it turns out she cares about her. <</if>>Luckily, this hall is empty as well, other than the two of you of course. You creep closer, being as quiet as you can, but... <<if $metClaire>>"Oh, hey $name!" Claire says, glancing back before turning around to face you. <<if !$ateAshley>>"What can the freshman champion do for you?" she chuckles, taking a subtle step back.<<else>>"It's been some week, huh?" She takes a subtle step back.<</if>>/* checks are reversed order here cause I originally had a separate check there before realizing the easier one of ashley */ <<if $ateAshley>>"Hey! It sure has, remember that crazy party on Tuesday?" you say, taking a step forward to close the distance she made. "Yeah, how could I forget..." she replies with a weak laugh, keeping her eyes trained on you. "I know! And remember how you teamed up with the other girl to try and force me into third at the end?" you say, taking a more aggressive step forward. You can tell she already has a good idea of why you're here, but you aren't going to back down. "What was that about?" "Oh you're not still mad about that, are you?" she says, looking annoyed. "We all thought we needed to be first if we were going to survive, and you were a way bigger threat than Sadie. Just self preservation. It was nothing personal, really." Your stomach growls. "Well neither is this!"<<else>>"Hey Claire! Funny you should ask, there is actually something I need your help with," you say, taking a step forward to close the distance. She keeps her eyes trained on you, clearly correctly assuming your intentions. "Alright, pretty good line, but come on. Don't do this..." she says, narrowing her eyes at you. Your stomach growls. "Little late to turn back now, I'm afraid."<</if>><<else>>"Oh hey there, almost didn't notice you!" the girl says, glancing back with a knowing look before turning to you. There's a mint green streak in her hair and a row of freckles along her cheeks. She's wearing glasses over her green eyes. "Name's Claire! If you've heard some upperclassmen talking about a 'freshman champion'--that'd be me." She points one of her thumbs at herself with a wink, snickering. "Oh really? And how did you get a title like that?" you ask, taking a slight step closer. "$name, by the way." "Long story," she says, narrowing her eyes. She puts a hand on her hip and sighs. "Listen, I've got stuff to do right now. Do we really need to do this?" Your stomach growls. "Afraid so."<</if>> You lunge forward, reaching out to try and grab her. However, she jumps back right as you make your move, and you're only able to get a grip on one arm. You try to pull her closer with it, but she holds firm. "I ain't goin' down that easy!" she shouts, thrashing her arm around and hitting your hand with her other one to try and break your grip. You try to hold firm, but the pain from her blows loosens your hold enough that your fingers start to slip. "Ha!" <</if>>"Shit..!" you say as she immediately grabs your arm. She pulls you closer with a grin, locking down your other arm before you can try to push her off. "Hey, you started it!" she snickers as you look up at her with a worried expression.\ <</if>><<if $preyName != "released">> @@color:orange;Your strength fails you.@@<</if>> She opens her mouth wide and quickly forces your head into it. Your face drags across her tongue as a warm, wet sensation wraps around you down to your neck. Then, she swallows, dragging your head into her throat. The tight walls start to slowly force you down into the depths of her body, her slick flesh rippling around you in waves. Outside, she carefully guides your body into hers, using her arms to shut down any resistance as she gulps you down bit by bit. <<if $day6ClaireReversal > 0>>Her throat squeezes you with an odd convulsion as she gets a taste of the acid she'd been rubbing on you and gags. She abandons any thought of enjoying swallowing you down and picks up the pace, cramming you down into her throat as quickly as she can. It isn't long before she's gulping down your flailing legs and sending the last of you down into the slimy confines of her digestive tract.<<elseif $playerSize > 5>>Once she reaches the point where she has to lean over pretty significantly to continue, you feel her start to try and lift you up. However, she quickly abandons that approach and instead seems to just crouch down to get a better angle until she reaches your legs. With a tight grip on your ankles, she finally tilts her head back and lifts you up off the ground, quickly swallowing down your flailing legs with the assistance of gravity.<<else>> <<if ($breastSize > 44) or ($buttSize > 39)>>She struggles a little when she gets to your <<if $buttSize > 39>>hips<<else>>chest<</if>>, slowing down as <<if $buttSize > 39>>your ass<<else>>it<</if>> slides through her lips and briefly coming to a stop. But, before you can squirm enough to take advantage of the pause, a strained swallow uncomfortably squeezes your breasts into her throat and she resumes her original cadence. <</if>>Once your arms are locked down well enough by her mouth, she moves her hands to your hips and starts to lift you up off the ground. You flail your legs in protest, but are ultimately helpless to stop her from dragging the rest of you down into the slimy confines of her digestive tract.<</if>> <<if $day6ClaireReversal>>"//*OOUUURrrp*// Ugh, that was disgusting..." Claire mutters while you try to get your bearings in her stomach. Your efforts are disrupted as she rolls over to sit against the wall. "And I feel //gross// thanks to //*URP*// you. I hope you enjoy getting a taste of your own medicine."<<elseif $playerSize > 5>>"//*UURrrp*// Fuck, you were //*URP*// way fatter than I //*Urrp*// thought..." Claire huffs as the last of you is forced down into her stomach. She eases back up to a standing position, then chuckles and pats her belly. <<if $day6Workout>>"I'd //*uurp*// say you should hit the gym, but judging from the outfit and how damn //*urp*// salty you tasted, you were already trying. Gonna be tough to keep up with that now though, sorry.~"<<else>>"I'd //*uurp*// say you should hit the gym, but I guess that's gonna be my problem soon."<</if>><<else>><<if $day6Workout>>"//*UUUrrrrp!*// Damn you were super //*urp*// salty..." Claire says, gently rubbing the sides of her belly as the last of you is forced down into her stomach. "Honestly? It was kinda nice. But that feels weird to admit since //*urrp*// I can tell by the way you were dressed you came from the gym, so that means it was //sweat// I was enjoying the taste of..." she muses to herself.<<elseif $breastSize > 44>>"//*UUUrrrrp!*// Damn, you had a great rack!" Claire laughs as the last of you is forced down into her stomach. "Some of that better //*urp*// rub off on me. I don't think I want mine //that// big, but it would be a waste to churn those up and not get at least a little bump."<<else>>"//*UUUrrrrp!*// Haha, this is more like it!" Claire laughs, giving her belly a smack as the last of you is forced down into her stomach. "Just who did you think you were messin' with?"<</if>><</if>> <<if $day6ClaireReversal > 0>>"Ugh, <<if $preyName is "released">>I can't believe you!<<else>>this is ridiculous!<</if>>" you protest, giving a hard shove to the walls of her stomach. "You're gonna pay for this!" "Yeah, it's not //*urp*// fun, is it?" Claire laughs, giving her belly a firm smack. You can hear her body groaning around you in eager anticipation of churning up its would-be predator--you need to get out of here!<<else>>"Ugh, spit me out!" you shout as you try to get your bearings. <<if $playerSize > 5>>The slimy walls of her stomach are wrapped tightly around you, tight enough to make moving a bit difficult. With her comments about your weight, you get the feeling you're pushing her limits a little bit.<<else>>The slick walls of her stomach wrap around every inch of your body, forcing you into an uncomfortable curled up position. The stale air inside of her is humid and stings your nose a little when you breathe.<</if>> A gurgling roar rises up around you, the walls seeming to start grinding a bit harder as her stomach eagerly prepares to deal with the meal it's been sent. "You serious? You were //*uurp*// literally //just// about to eat me instead!" she says, giving her gut an irritated shove. "Haven't we been learning about proper prey selection in class? You should have //*urp*// known better than to go after such a skilled predator.~"<</if>><<if $playerSize > 5>><<set $sceneAttack to -2>><<set $sceneDefense to 2>><<else>><<set $sceneAttack to 0>><<set $sceneDefense to 0>><</if>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "preyOptions">></div><<set $preyName to "!ERR:setPreyName">>/*reset for when its used as a temp variable if you willingly release her*/

<<set $ateClaire to true>><<set $preyName to "Claire">><<set $preyHealthMax to 28>><<set $preyResilience to 1>><<set $preyFrustration to 0>><<set $preyExhaustion to 0>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "Claire_PredActions">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "Claire_Struggle">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "Eat Claire(TEXT)">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Eat Claire- Failure">><<set $preySize to 5>><<set $fullness += $preySize>><<set _attackPhase to 0>><<set _counterTaunted to false>><<set _panic to false>><<set _firstRest to false>><<set _reversalTaunt to false>><<set _pleaded to false>>\ <<if $day6ClaireReversal > 0>><<set $preyExhaustion to 3>>\ With a smirk, you step forward to return the favor, leaning over and grabbing her shoulders. Unfortunately, your hands are more slippery than you thought from your trip inside of her and she's pretty easily able to pull away from your grip. Refusing to let her go this time, you lunge forward and tackle her to the ground instead. @@color:yellowgreen;You overpowered your prey.@@ "Ugh, gross! You can't be serious!" Claire shouts. She squirms beneath you, your slimy body pressing down on her. You pin her arms to the floor and stare her down with a wicked grin. <<if $fat > 34>>"Get your fat ass off of me!"<</if>> "Of course I'm serious! I'm just finishing what you rudely interrupted earlier," you say, nearly licking your lips as a taunt before remembering how unpleasant that would be in your current state. "Did you think I'd give up that easily?" "You're disgust--!" Claire starts to say, getting cut off as you plunge her head into your mouth. You waste no time, using your hands to guide her body out from under you as you swallow her down. A muffled roar of outrage comes from your throat as her head slides down toward your stomach, though she's not putting up much resistance. As you reach her chest, the flaw in your method of subduing her becomes clear. You get a taste of the digestive juices you've been unintentionally rubbing on her and get the urge to gag. You push through it, starting to choke her down as quickly as possible. Her chest disappears down your throat, her stomach soon following on its way to be packed into your own. <<if $outfitState != "drenched">>You notice with a bit of curiosity that she's actually still a little bloated from the built up acid that didn't follow you out, and likely what's left of some of your clothes, but it doesn't give you any trouble. <</if>> You sit up and lift her lower body overhead before your positioning gets too awkward, easily packing her legs away into your expanding belly with the assistance of gravity. You give her toes a flick with your tongue before sending the last of her down toward your stomach with one final swallow. Grinning, you trace the bulge in your throat with one hand as she slides into your gut, enjoying the feeling of turning the tables on your would-be predator. "//*UUURRRRrrp*// There," you say, resting a hand on your belly. "Finally where you //*urp*// belong..." With your skin still slick with her digestive fluids, your bulging gut is shining like it's been polished under the hallway lights. You aren't looking forward to sitting here marinating in the aftermath of your escape while you deal with her, but revenge is worth the discomfort. "I can't believe you! Who... okay I guess I'd probably do the same thing," Claire admits. Then she starts to thrash against the walls of your stomach, kicking and shoving aimlessly in outrage. "But still, fuck you!"\ <<else>>\ You start to move in behind her before she can get too far ahead, certain she's the best chance you're going to get. <<if $ateAshley>>You're a bit eager to have the opportunity to pay her back for teaming up against you at Maeve's party anyways. <<elseif ($kaylaRel > 0) and ($kaylaInfo1 > 0)>>You'll just have to apologize to Kayla later if it turns out she cares about her. <</if>>Luckily, this hall is empty as well, other than the two of you of course. You creep closer, being as quiet as you can, but... <<if $metClaire>>"Oh, hey $name!" Claire says, glancing back before turning around to face you. <<if !$ateAshley>>"What can the freshman champion do for you?" she chuckles, taking a subtle step back.<<else>>"It's been some week, huh?" She takes a subtle step back.<</if>>/* checks are reversed order here cause I originally had a separate check there before realizing the easier one of ashley */ <<if $ateAshley>>"Hey! It sure has, remember that crazy party on Tuesday?" you say, taking a step forward to close the distance she made. "Yeah, how could I forget..." she replies with a weak laugh, keeping her eyes trained on you. "I know! And remember how you teamed up with the other girl to try and force me into third at the end?" you say, taking a more aggressive step forward. You can tell she already has a good idea of why you're here, but you aren't going to back down. "What was that about?" "Oh you're not still mad about that, are you?" she says, looking annoyed. "We all thought we needed to be first if we were going to survive, and you were a way bigger threat than Sadie. Just self preservation. It was nothing personal, really." Your stomach growls. "Well neither is this!"<<else>>"Hey Claire! Funny you should ask, there is actually something I need your help with," you say, taking a step forward to close the distance. She keeps her eyes trained on you, clearly correctly assuming your intentions. "Alright, pretty good line, but come on. Don't do this..." she says, narrowing her eyes at you. Your stomach growls. "Little late to turn back now, I'm afraid."<</if>><<else>>"Oh hey there, almost didn't notice you!" the girl says, glancing back with a knowing look before turning to you. There's a mint green streak in her hair and a row of freckles along her cheeks. She's wearing glasses over her green eyes. "Name's Claire! If you've heard some upperclassmen talking about a 'freshman champion'--that'd be me." She points one of her thumbs at herself with a wink, snickering. "Oh really? And how did you get a title like that?" you ask, taking a slight step closer. "$name, by the way." "Long story," she says, narrowing her eyes. She puts a hand on her hip and sighs. "Listen, I've got stuff to do right now. Do we really need to do this?" Your stomach growls. "Afraid so."<</if>> You lunge forward, reaching out to try and grab her. However, she jumps back right as you make your move, and you're only able to get a grip on one arm. You try to pull her closer with it, but she holds firm. "I ain't goin' down that easy!" she shouts, thrashing her arm around and hitting your hand with her other one to try and break your grip. Your hand is hurting from her blows, and you can feel your fingers starting to slip. Refusing to give up your position, you jump forward while she's focused on just your one arm. She falls backward with a surprised yelp as you tackle her to the floor, winding up looming over her with your hands on her shoulders. "Ugh, fuck off!" she grunts. Though you have her shoulders locked down, she's still able to give you a pretty hard punch to the gut. You wince and pull back reflexively, giving her a moment to scramble out from under you. But, she flips onto her stomach to try and get up faster instead of immediately backing away, and you take advantage of her mistake. You grab both of her legs, kneeling as you yank her back towards you. @@color:yellowgreen;You overpowered your prey.@@ "Hey, no fair!" she shouts, nearly faceplanting onto the tile floor as the sudden pull back makes her arms give out. Conveniently, her sandals fell off after your initial tackle, so you don't need to waste a second. You lift her feet up to your head and slide them into your mouth, quickly pulling her in up to her ankles. It's a bit risky starting from this end, but the resistance she's managed to put up is worrying--you can't afford to pass on an opportunity to get her packed away. "Ugh, gross!" Claire grumbles, trying to kick her legs. With your lips advancing past her knees, she isn't able to accomplish much. "Come on you weirdo, everyone knows you start with the head!" You ignore her, pulling her toward you and swallowing her down bit by bit, your grip advancing up her body as she disappears down your throat. When you go to grab her hips, she reaches back to try and intercept your hands. But, you react quickly, flipping the tables on her by snatching her wrists before she can get a good grip on you. You pull on her and lean back at the same time, shifting her to be above you. Her hips easily pop into your mouth with the added assistance of gravity. "Woah! Uh, that... that was actually pretty smooth, I can't lie," she says, squirming against your grip. "But also, fuck you!" You start to move faster, your lips gliding up her stomach as your belly begins to clearly bulge out with her thrashing legs. As more of her disappears, it starts to get difficult to maintain your grip on her arms, so you risk repositioning. You let go of her, immediately shifting your hands to her armpits. You push up and hold tight to force her to keep her arms raised, slowly shifting your grip up as you drag more of her down into your body to prevent her from being able to get any leverage. Soon her chest disappears down your throat, then another swallow brings her in up to her neck. "Who knew it was actually way worse this way..." she grumbles just before your lips slide over her face. You leisurely suck in her flailing, outstretched arms, a few more swallows sending them down to join the rest of her. "//*UUURRRRRRP!*// Not quite as planned, but //*Urrp*// you really hit the spot!" you say with a contented sigh, patting your bloated belly as the last of her settles into it. <<if !$ateAshley>>"Does this make //me// the //*urp*// 'freshman champion' now?" you add, giving your gut a teasing poke.<</if>> "Hey, for the record, you fucking //suck//!" Claire growls, kicking to life in your stomach. You'd noticed that things felt a little strange in your gut, and now as you watch the shifting bulges, you can see why--the odd angle of entry left her resting upside down. Though, her current burst of energy seems to be focused on correcting that. "Having to watch yourself sink into someone is awful..." she grunts. "And now I'm all turned around in your stupid stomach..." "Hey! Rude--my stomach's pretty smart," you say, giving her a light squeeze.\ <</if>> You can feel all of her movement causing some pressure to build up inside of you. With a grin, you intentionally force out a belch to alleviate it. You're caught off guard by a slight scraping against your throat, then a clattering noise accompanying the burp that escapes you lips. Resting on the ground in front of you are Claire's glasses, dripping with saliva. "Ha! You don't //*uuurp*// need those in there anyways, right?" you say, slapping the side of your belly.<<if $day6ClaireReversal > 0>> With both it and your hand being covered in slime, it makes an uncomfortably wet sound.<</if>><<set $sceneAttack to 0>><<set $sceneDefense to 0>><<done>><<include $sceneActionsLink>><<replace "#actionReminder">><<PredActionReminder>><</replace>><</done>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "predOptions">></div>

<<if ($malloryAttention2 or (($malloryRel < 1) and $malloryAttention1 and ($malloryTargetKayla != 1))) and !$analAteOlivia>> <<set _olivia to true>> <<else>> <<set _olivia to false>> <</if>> <<if _olivia>> <<if ($wrongClassroomStars is "tested") or ($wrongClassroomStars is "anal") or ($wrongClassroomStars is "failed")>> <<goto [[September 6th- Ambushed By Olivia: Anal]]>> <<else>> <<goto [[September 6th- Ambushed By Olivia]]>> <</if>> <<else>> <<goto [[September 6th- Dinner]] >> <</if>>

<<if $preyHealth <= 0>> <<append "#digestion">> You can feel Claire's struggling beginning to slow, her blows stretching out your belly less and less as her energy fades. She soon comes to a complete stop, the rounding bulge in your gut going still. Then, with a frustrated roar, she gives a final, frantic bout of thrashing. You just give your belly a condescending pat when she finally stops. "All //*urp*// done now?" you say with a grin, giving your belly a poke. It already feels like it's softening. "Yeah... yeah..." Claire admits. You can faintly hear her panting inside of you, her body still as she resigns herself to the grinding of your stomach walls. "Damn it..." "Good, at least you know when you're beaten," you say, starting to rub your hands along the warm, rounded surface of your belly.<<if $day6ClaireReversal > 0>> It feels gross after being coated in stomach acid for so long, more greasy than slimy at this point. "It was a nice try earlier, but you should have known this was always how it was gonna end.~"<<else>> <<if $ateAshley>>"You //*urp*// only made it past Tuesday because of me anyways, since I decided to push Sadie out first at the party. I'm just finally claiming what's mine."<</if>><</if>> "I thought for sure I'd last at least a couple months..." she sighs, her weakening, muffled voice starting to get overpowered by the sounds of your stomach churning around her. "Hey, $name," she says, pushing her hand out enough to make a slight bulge. "You'd better make it big here..! If I've gotta get gurgled, I at least don't wanna go to waste..." You give your belly a somewhat surprised look for a moment, then grin and gently pat the bump her outstretched hand is making. <<if $day6ClaireReversal > 0>>"Oh don't you worry, I will. I mean, you're already seeing firsthand what I do to girls that think they can take me out~" you tell her<<elseif $ateAshley>>"Don't worry, <<if $karma < 0>>I'm sure you'll make some great additions to the freshmen champion<<else>>you'll be a great addition to the freshman champion<</if>>~" you tell her<<else>>"Of course. I'm pretty sure we established that I'm the champion of our class now, right? I intend to live up to that title," you tell her<</if>>. Claire doesn't respond again, quickly becoming lost in the churning of your softening gut. You lean back against the wall, enjoying the sounds and sensations of your stomach finishing off your meal, gurgling and groaning noises faintly echoing through the deserted hallway. A pressure starts to build inside you, slowly rising from the core of your belly until finally-- "//*OUUURRRRRrrrp!*//" A massive belch escapes your lips, followed by a sigh of contentment. You grab the side of your belly and give it a little shake. Your fingers sink into the plush surface and there's a pleasant slosh--not much that's still solid left anymore. @@color:lime;Claire has been digested!@@ You stretch out your arms, then start to push yourself up off the ground, struggling under the weight of your belly. It presses down and squishes against your thighs even as you return to a standing position, sagging with the weight of your liquified prey. You glance down at the discarded glasses still resting on the floor with a smirk, their owner now nothing but mush. Then, you start to walk off down the hall toward your dorm,<<if $day6ClaireReversal > 0>> eager to //finally// get clean now that your former predator is nothing but mush<<else>> moving slower and with an odd gait to accommodate your heavy gut<</if>>. <<include "playerPredEnd">>[[Head to your dorm->September 6th- Post Hunt 1]] <</append>> <<elseif ($day6ClaireReversal is 0) and !_pleaded and ($preyHealthThreshold <= 2)>> <<set _pleaded to true>> <<append "#digestion">> "$name, please! It's getting really bad in here<<if $ateAshley>>, you've made your point about what happened at the party<</if>>!" Claire suddenly pleads. "I'll do whatever you want, just let me go! Please!" <</append>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <<replace "#special">> <<link "Let her out">> <<include "playerPredFail">> <<set $day6ClaireReversal to 1>> <<set $preyName to "released">> <<set $ateClaire to false>> <<goto [[Hunt 1- Eaten By Claire]] >> <</link>> <<link "Refuse">> <<append "#digestion">> "Seriously? Of course not, now shut up and //*urp*// digest," you reply, giving your gut a smack. "Yeah I figured that wouldn't work, but it was worth a shot..." Claire says with a sigh. <</append>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <</link>> <</replace>> <</if>>

<<set _roll to (random(1,20))>> <<if $turn is 0>> <<set $preyAction to "struggle">> <<set _incomingDamage += random(4,6)+$preyExhaustion>>/* slightly empowered on reversal*/ <<append "#digestion">> Claire continues to thrash, <<if $day6ClaireReversal > 0>>striking furiously at the walls of your stomach and creating all kinds of shifting bumps and bulges in your belly. Her efforts are kicking up a mild aching sensation, but with how wild and aimless her actions are it isn't terribly effective.<<else>>her blows becoming aimless and frustrated as she finishes reorienting herself. <<if $metClaire>>"Come on, I thought you were cool $name!"<<else>>"Come on, why me?"<</if>> she shouts, kicking and shoving at the walls of your stomach. You can feel a mild aching sensation spreading through your gut from her efforts.<</if>> "Ugh, get me out of here!" <</append>> <<elseif ($day6ClaireReversal > 0) and ($preyFrustration > 0)>> <<set $preyFrustration -= 1>> <<set _attackPhase to 0>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <<elseif ($day6ClaireReversal > 0) and !_firstRest>> <<set _firstRest to true>> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<set $preyAction to "rest">> <<append "#digestion">> Claire's actions begin to slow, until finally you feel her go completely still, leaning back against you. She's breathing heavily. "Shit... this is bad..." she says, clearly exhausted from the combination of your escape from her gut and her initial panic. <</append>> <<elseif $preyExhaustion > 1>> <<set $preyAction to "rest">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <<elseif $preyHealthThreshold < 2>> <<if _panic>> <<set $preyAction to "struggle">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <<else>> <<set $preyAction to "struggle">> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<set _panic to true>> <<append "#digestion">> "Shit..." you faintly hear Claire mumble, going still inside of you. "Shit!" she shouts, much louder than before. "I'm really gonna get digested here!" Your belly starts to shake wildly as she goes into a frenzied panic, bumps shifting and stretching from the surface as she desperately tries to break free, muffled sloshing noises filling the air. Though she's fighting hard, there's no longer much purpose or thought behind any of her efforts, leaving her struggling not nearly as devastating as it might seem from the outside. Still, it's far from comfortable. <</append>> <</if>> <<elseif ($day6ClaireReversal is 0) and ($progress > 1) and ($preyHealthThreshold > 2) and ($lastAction is "taunt") and !_counterTaunted>> <<set $preyAction to "rest">> <<set _attackPhase to 0>> <<set _counterTaunted to true>> <<set $preyFrustration to 0>> <<append "#digestion">> "Ha, what are you acting so smug about?" Claire calls out. She seems to be just gently holding the walls of your stomach away from herself, not struggling or even particularly bracing herself right now. "You think you can afford to mess with me right now? There's not a chance you keep me down." "Oh yeah?" you say, running your hands along the taut bulge of your belly as you enjoy the moment of reprieve. "Pretty //*urp*// bold for someone in the middle of getting digested.~" "Oh don't try to pretend with me, your stomach walls are pretty much shivering in fear!" she boasts. "I'm gonna kick your ass, and then I'm gonna //eat// your ass!" There's a pause. "Er, as in, eat //you//, not--ugh, you know what I mean!" <</append>> <<elseif $counter is 0>> <<set $preyAction to "probe">> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<set _attackPhase += 1>> <<set $counter += 1>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $day6ClaireReversal > 0>>Claire takes a deep breath, then finally starts to move again.<<else>>Claire's movements slow and you can faintly feel her take a deep breath.<</if>> "Okay, right, relax... You've had a week of classes, you're ready for this..." she mutters to herself. She starts to slowly run one hand along the inside of your gut, occasionally poking or prodding with the other. It feels strange more than anything, closer to making you blush than upsetting your stomach. <<if $day6ClaireReversal is 0>>"I'm gonna make you pay for this when I get out," she says, a harsh edge in her voice.<</if>> <</append>> <<elseif _attackPhase is 0>> <<set $preyAction to "probe">> <<set _attackPhase += 1>> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <<elseif _attackPhase is 1>> <<if ($lastAction is "squeeze") or ($lastAction is "crush")>> <<set $preyAction to "brace">> <<set _attackPhase += 1>> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <<else>> <<set $preyAction to "struggle">> <<set _preyActionIntensity to 2>> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<set _attackPhase to 0>> <<append "#digestion">> You feel an odd, uncomfortable tingle just below your chest. Then, Claire pushes up with one of her arms, stretching out the upper half of your belly. <<if _hasBigStruggled>>You get a dangerous sense of deja-vu, but you recognize the attack too late to stop her<<else>>You raise an eyebrow at the oddly motionless bulge in your gut, not really sure what she's up to.<</if>> <<if _hasBigStruggled>>"Good thing you never learn,"<<else>>"Gotcha,"<</if>> Claire says in a smug tone. You gasp as she forces her other arm straight back up into your throat, sending a sharp pain through your chest. The walls of your stomach reflexively clamp down around her, the bulge in your gut tightening as her body starts to get forced out. You lean forward onto your belly, squeezing to keep her in place while you desperately try to swallow her back down. There's a visible bulge in your throat as her arm makes it far enough to tickle the back of your tongue, but then, finally, she comes to a stop and you're able to choke her back down. "Damn it!" she grunts as she's once again packed into your stomach, giving the walls a frustrated kick. She continues to squirm a little, though it's nothing compared to the attempt you just thwarted. "I //am// getting out of here!" <</append>> <<set _hasBigStruggled to true>> <</if>> <<elseif _attackPhase > 1>> <<set $preyAction to "struggle">> <<set _attackPhase to 0>> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<append "#digestion">> <</append>> /* -Claire is pretty tricky prey- if you counter her well enough she may seem to be pretty pathetic and actually accomplish nothing, but leave her alone or run too low on stamina and she'll make you pay -her opening action is a struggle as she gets her frustration at being swallowed out -then her usual loop is to first probe(first one unique) -if you don't squeeze or crush her, she has a very strong(unique) struggle where she finds the entrance to your throat and just forces a hand back through, getting partially up your throat before you manage to swallow her back down. Her current frustration level is added to the damage she does with this -if you do, her next action is to brace, then to do a normal struggle the following turn no matter what -after either "branch" completes, she goes back to the initial probe as her next action -when she's on one health she'll start to panic too much and just normal struggle every turn instead of being strategic -this is a rare case where you can purely beenefit from taunting, once. If she's 'ahead' in the struggle(you're below half health and she's still at 3 or 4), if you taunt her she will waste a turn counter-taunting you from inside your gut. She takes no action that turn(classify as rest), it resets her 'loop' back to probe for the next turn, and her frustration goes back to 0. This only happens the first time, then things go back to normal reactions if _attackPhase is 0, she probes and it adds +1 to it -if _attackPhase is 1 and you didn't squeeze or crush, she does her special move and this resets to 0 -if its 1 and you did, she braces and it gets +1 again -if its >1 she struggles and it resets to 0 -planning ahead, if this is reversal where you escaped from her first, she will start with some exhaustion. Her first action is still a struggle(likely with a different message), but then she's exhausted enough to just rest the next two turns -in this version, if she gets any frustration she'll rage first before going to her usual loop -this resets _attackPhase to 0 -otherwise she does still act the same once the initial exhaustion passes (The first probe will likely have a different message though) -also given the reversal aspect, I think unique messages on the player end will pretty much be reserved for that version of the scene. Except maybe a taunt relating to being freshman champion if you have that connection.*/

<<set _roll to random(1,2)>> /* REMEMBER TO INCLUDE VARIABLE CHANGES IN UNIQUE DIALOGUE */ <<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "crush">> <<if ($day6ClaireReversal > 0) and ($preyAction is "rage")>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> You plant your hands on either side of your squirming belly, grimacing. "Not a chance..." you grunt, starting to push in hard. Claire keeps trying to fight despite the pressure, so you squeeze your stomach muscles as hard as you can. Her movements slow, and with just a little repositioning of your hands you're able to pin her arms from the outside, leaving her helpless inside of you. "You had your chance... You are //not// getting out..!" <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "taunt">> <<if ($day6ClaireReversal > 0) and !_reversalTaunt>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<set _reversalTaunt to true>> <<append "#digestion">> "So how's it feel to be on the other side?" you say, prodding her head through your belly. "Personally, I think you're //*urp*// much better at playing the role of prey." "Oh shut up! You just got lucky," Claire says, pushing back against your hand. You just laugh and pat your gut. "I can tell you from recent experience that throwing someone up sucks, so you better get ready. Cause I'm not staying long..." "Cute. But I can promise you digestion is much worse," you say with a laugh. You slightly push down on the top of your belly. "And my stomach is tougher than yours, so don't plan on going anywhere.~" <</append>> <<elseif $preyAction is "probe">> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if !$ateAshley>> "Is this really the best someone who calls themself the 'freshman champion' can do? I'm //*urp*// not impressed," you say, giving your belly a hard shove. Claire grumbles, but doesn't respond. "And come on, you never answered me before! Once I //*uuurrap*// digest you," you say, intentionally pushing out a loud burp to drive home the point, "does that make //me// the champion?" "Gee, I don't know, I'll ask Maeve next time she hosts an arena deathmatch and calls it a party!" Claire snaps, pushing back against you as you poke her head. "I think I'm a better fit for a title like that anyways..." you muse, looking down at your belly with a smug smile and ignoring her response. <<else>> "You should just give up, especially if this is the best you can manage," you say, giving your belly a hard shove. Claire grumbles, but doesn't respond. "This is what you deserve anyways for betraying me at the party. Did you really think you could //*urp*// pull something like that and just get away with it?" "I //thought// that it wouldn't matter either way--either you lose and get gurgled, or I do, so all bets were off. Spending the night in someone's ass instead didn't factor into my game plan," she says with a frustrated sigh. "Maybe I would have apologized if you just talked about it instead of jumping straight to //eating me//!.. Alright actually I'll be real with you: I probably wouldn't have since everything turned out fine." "It's okay, filling out my bra will //*urrp*// be enough of an apology~" you say with a smirk, giving your belly a quick squeeze. <</if>> <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "progress">> <<if ($day6ClaireReversal > 0) and ($progress is 2)>> <<append "#digestion">> You grunt, lurching forward as one of Claire's blows sparks a particularly sharp pain in your gut. She's really starting to upset your stomach. Maybe it was too ambitious to try and eat her while you were still exhausted from your own escape... "Come on, just spit me out! We're even now!" Claire shouts, giving one last frustrated shove. "I know you can't take much more of this." "Shut up... you're not //*uurp*// leaving there until my stomach turns you to mush..." you reply, clenching your fists. @@color:red;Your prey is gaining the upper hand.@@ <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<default>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</switch>>

<<if $day6ClaireReversal > 0>><<Time 16>><<else>><<Time 15.5>><</if>><<set $ateClaire to false>>A sharp pain from inside your stomach makes you lurch forward. Claire is fighting hard, your gut writhing from all of the movement. You wrap your arms around it in a futile attempt to stop her, but that only serves to encourage her that she's doing well. "Get... me... out!" Claire shouts, giving a hard punch to the top of your stomach. You gasp as her hand pushes straight back through into your esophagus. "Yeah! That's what I'm--" Her gloating is cut off as the walls of your stomach clamp down hard around her. You briefly try to resist it, but it quickly becomes clear that there's nothing you can do to stop her ascent. Her body gets forced up your throat, sliding back out of your mouth and onto the floor of the hallway. It leaves a terrible taste in your mouth. <<if $day6ClaireReversal > 0>>\ Claire stays sprawled out on the floor for a little while, then pushes herself up into a sitting position with trembling arms. She's completely coated in stomach acid, just like you, and the efforts of your stomach have stripped her down to just her underwear. You're both panting heavily from the ordeal. "Okay... it's a draw..." Claire says with a cough, slowly standing up. "Yeah... I guess we're even," you grumble, clutching your stomach as you also rise back to your feet. "Well, this has been an all around terrible experience," Claire says. "I need a shower..." "Same here..." you mutter. "Fuck you, by the way..." "And fuck you as well. See you in class," she replies with a weak laugh, trudging off down the hall. You head the other direction, eager to finally get clean. <<include "playerPredFail">>[[Head back to your dorm->Eaten By Claire- Recovery]]<<set $metClaire to true>>\ <<elseif $preyHealth > 1>>\ "Woo!" Claire cheers, raising a fist in the air as she pushes herself up into a sitting position. Her clothes are fraying and filled with holes from the efforts of your stomach, and she's covered in slimy digestive fluids. "I knew you couldn't keep me down!" "You got... lucky..." you say with a cough, doubled over and clutching your stomach from the pain of her escape. Claire glares at you, still sitting on the ground and panting a little. <<if $playerSize > 5>>She grunts and gets to her feet, flicking some of the fluids coating her onto the ground in disgust. "And you're lucky you're such a fatass," she grumbles. "I'd try to return the favor if it didn't look like I'd gain a hundred pounds from it." She storms off down the hall as you get to your feet. You sigh and start to make your way back to your dorm, your appetite completely spoiled by her escape. When you arrive, you find the room empty. <<if $emmaInjured>>You feel your phone vibrate shortly after you walk inside. It's a text from Emma, as if she knew you were wondering about her, explaining that she took a trip into town with Sunny and will be back later.<<else>>She must be out spreading the word about the party still.<</if>> <<if $outfit is "workout">>You head into the shower to finally wash off from your workout earlier, changing back into your normal clothes when you're finished. After that, you sit on your bed to kill some time, but your stomach roars at you for food after suffering through your exercise earlier and then losing Claire. With a sigh, you get up to head for the dining hall.<<set $outfit to $lastOutfit>><<set $outfitState to "normal">><<else>>You sigh and sit back on your bed, killing some time on your phone. But before long, your stomach starts to growl in dissatisfaction over the lack of a replacement for Claire, so you get up to head for the dining hall.<</if>> <<include "playerPredFail">>[[Head to dinner->September 6th- Dinner Check]]<<else>>Then she smirks and starts to crawl forward. "You know $name, I really worked up an appetite from all that struggling..." \ <<link "Uh-oh">> <<set _checkType to "prey">> <<set _baseline to 16>> <<set _modifier to 1>> <<include "voreCheck">> <<if _swallow>> <<include "playerPredFail">> <<set $day6ClaireReversal to 1>> <<goto [[Hunt 1- Eaten By Claire]]>> <<else>> <<set $stamina -= 6>> <<replace "#payback">>\ Her intentions clear, you quickly jump back away from her approach. She lunges forward to try and grab you, but with the distance you managed to gain she's only able to get a grip on your legs. "Hey, come on! Gross!" you say, pulling your legs away. Being as slippery as she is from the digestive fluids still coating her, it isn't hard to shake her off. You hurry to get back on your feet and back away from her. @@color:yellowgreen;You managed to escape.@@ "Ugh, it was worth a shot..." Claire grumbles, sitting back up with no clear intentions of making another attempt. She grabs her discarded glasses that you'd burped up earlier off the ground with a sigh. "You suck, $name. You'd better watch your back once I've got more energy..." "Same to you," you grumble, starting to walk off back toward your dorm. When you arrive, you find the room empty. <<if $emmaInjured>>You feel your phone vibrate shortly after you walk inside. It's a text from Emma, as if she knew you were wondering about her, explaining that she took a trip into town with Sunny and will be back later.<<else>>She must be out spreading the word about the party still.<</if>> <<if $outfit is "workout">>You head into the shower to finally wash off from your workout earlier, changing back into your normal clothes when you're finished. After that, you sit on your bed to kill some time, but your stomach roars at you for food after suffering through your exercise earlier and then losing Claire. With a sigh, you get up to head for the dining hall.<<set $outfit to $lastOutfit>><<set $outfitState to "normal">><<else>>You sigh and sit back on your bed, killing some time on your phone. But before long, your stomach starts to growl in dissatisfaction over the lack of a replacement for Claire, so you get up to head for the dining hall.<</if>> <<include "playerPredFail">>[[Head to dinner->September 6th- Dinner Check]]<<set $metClaire to true>>\ <</replace>> <</if>> <</link>><</if>>\ <<else>>\ Claire coughs and sputters on the ground, her arms trembling a little as she pushes herself off the ground. "Woo..!" she says weakly, sitting back on the ground and panting as she catches her breath. She's almost naked, everything but her underwear eaten away by your stomach, and even that looks like its barely hanging on. She's absolutely drenched in digestive fluids. "I knew... you couldn't keep me down..." "You got... lucky..." you say with a cough, doubled over and clutching your stomach from the pain of her escape. "Yeah, yeah..." Claire grumbles. She picks up her discarded glasses that you'd burped up earlier, looking annoyed. "God this is gross... You suck, $name..." "Ugh, whatever..." you reply, standing back up straight, though your stomach is still aching. While Claire collects herself, you start to trudge off down the hall toward your dorm, your appetite completely spoiled by her escape. When you arrive, you find the room empty. <<if $emmaInjured>>You feel your phone vibrate shortly after you walk inside. It's a text from Emma, as if she knew you were wondering about her, explaining that she took a trip into town with Sunny and will be back later.<<else>>She must be out spreading the word about the party still.<</if>> <<if $outfit is "workout">>You head into the shower to finally wash off from your workout earlier, changing back into your normal clothes when you're finished. After that, you sit on your bed to kill some time, but your stomach roars at you for food after suffering through your exercise earlier and then losing Claire. With a sigh, you get up to head for the dining hall.<<set $outfit to $lastOutfit>><<set $outfitState to "normal">><<else>>You sigh and sit back on your bed, killing some time on your phone. But before long, your stomach starts to growl in dissatisfaction over the lack of a replacement for Claire, so you get up to head for the dining hall.<</if>> <<include "playerPredFail">>[[Head to dinner->September 6th- Dinner Check]]<<set $metClaire to true>>\ <</if>>

<<set $karma -= 1>>As much as you're hungry for a meal yourself, you're eager to<<if ($aliceMin < 0) or ($aliceMax > 0)>> finally<</if>> have an in with Alice. <<if !$trialParticipant>>This girl seems like she might be oblivious enough for you to be able to pull it off, so you decide to try and lure her out into the courtyard so that you can take Alice up on the offer she made. You quickly approach her, coming up with an excuse to get her to follow you out of the building. <<else>>Sadie seems gullible enough for you to be able to pull it off, so you decide to try and lure her out into the courtyard so that you can take Alice up on the offer she made. You quickly approach her, coming up with an excuse to get her to follow you out of the building. "Hey! Um, Sadie, right?" you say, tapping her shoulder.<</if>><<if $ateAshley>> "You really did make it out in one piece, huh? Glad to see it." "Huh!? Oh, hi, $name," she says, jumping a little from the contact but calming down as she turns and sees you. "Yeah, I guess I did." She trails off, fidgeting a little and looking uncertain of what to say. "Maeve did say second place was supposed to get out okay, right?" you say, recalling that from before the night turned into a drunken haze. "But I guess I don't know how much she actually cared." Sadie nods with a faint smile. "I was still scared when Gigi took me up to her room, but it turned out—" She blushes deeply, squirming and averting your gaze. "Um, really much better than I expected." "Good! I'm happy everything worked out okay in the end," you reply with a smile. "Yeah... Um, thank you, I guess, by the way. If you hadn't pushed that other girl out first in the last round..." she says nervously. "Oh don't mention it!" you say with feigned enthusiasm. "But actually, you might be able to pay me back. Think you could help me with something?"<<elseif $trialSavedByNadia>> She jumps, whirling around and looking at you in surprise, which quickly morphs into a look of confusion. "Um, yeah, hey? Do I know you...? Oh," Her eyes widen. "Wait, you were one of the other... but I saw you get eaten by that goth girl," she mumbles, eyebrows climbing as she stares at you. "How are you still around?" "Neat trick, huh?" you reply, snickering. You decide there's no harm in telling her what happened, it might help you gain her trust. "I worked it out with Nadia--the goth girl--ahead of time. I take a dive the first match, she eats me and... spits me back out back in her room." Maybe you don't have to mention the trade you made, you decide, feeling yourself blush a little. "Oh, so that's why you had a Hangman word with just one letter!" Sadie gasps, before pouting at you. "You got so lucky, oh my gosh. Those trials were terrifying, I still can't believe I made it out alive. And all you had to do was be inside her for a little while." "Yeah..." you say, trailing off as you think about what else happened that night. Then you shake your head. "Um, so anyways, do you think you could help me with something?"<<else>>"Hey there!" you say from behind the girl, tapping her shoulder. "Huh!?" She jumps and spins around to face you. "Um, hey? Do I know you...?" "Maybe, I think we have class together. My name's $name!" you say with a smile. "Sorry for startling you." "Oh, it's okay. I'm Sadie," she says, smiling back but nervously keeping her distance. "Did you need something?" "Yeah, actually," you reply. "I know it's a little weird to just ask a stranger out of the blue, but do you think you could help me with something?"<</if>> "Uh, maybe, what do you need?" she says, giving you a slightly wary look. "Well..." you say, rubbing your neck and looking off to the side to appear nervous. <<if $aliceInfo1 > 0>>"I don't know if you've heard, but there's this girl in our class that's like, famous. Well, her mom is famous at least. Alice Mercato?" "Oh, yeah I think I did hear something about that!" Sadie replies, seeming to relax a little. "Well, I've been really wanting to meet her, but I'm too nervous to try and talk to her alone. Do you think maybe you could come with me?" She cocks her head a little and seems to think about it for a moment. "You know, it could be neat to get to know someone like that! Sure, I'll go talk to her with you! I can be a little late to class."<<else>>"There's this girl in our class that's really, um, cute... I really want to get to know her, but I'm always too nervous to talk to her alone and I don't really have many friends here yet to help me out. Could you maybe come with me to talk to her so that there's not as much pressure?" "Aw... that's adorable!" Sadie says, clasping her hands together near her chest and smiling at you. "Sure, I can definitely help you break the ice! I can be a little late to class."<</if>> "Oh that's great, thanks so much!" you say, getting a big grin on your face. "I just saw her in the courtyard a little bit ago, hopefully she's still there. Come on!" A little surprised that you actually got her that easily, you lead her downstairs and through the halls with a grin on your face. You suffer through some small talk to keep up the ruse and stop her from getting suspicious as you walk together. When you step outside into the courtyard, you spot Alice pretty much right away, just like she'd said. She and her little crew are hanging around by the fountain. Alice notices your approach and gives you a look of smug satisfaction. Betty follows her gaze and raises her eyebrows in surprise when she sees you, then laughs. "Holy shit, she actually did it..!" "So it seems," Alice says, still smirking as she turns to face you. She stands with a hand on her waist and her hips slightly shifted to one side. "Not a bad catch either." "Wait, they know you? And she isn't..." Sadie mumbles, looking at the trio with an increasingly worried expression. "$name I thought--HEY!" "Yep, here's the meal you requested!" you say with a grin, grabbing Sadie's arms to keep her held in place now that the jig is up. "Maybe you aren't as useless as I thought, $name," Alice says. She grins and slightly tilts her head up. "Alright then..." she snaps her fingers, "...feed her to me." \ [[Do it->Lure Sadie- Feed Alice]] <<link "No way">><<replace "#choice">>"Excuse me?" you scoff. "I'm not your servant, you're lucky I even went this far. Eat her if you want, but I'm not //feeding// her to you." "And you're lucky I gave you any chance at all, but, predictably, you're too much of an idiot to take advantage of it. I knew you were a waste of my time," Alice says, crossing her arms. "Get out of my sight." "AND LET ME GO!" Sadie screams, pulling hard against you grip. Glaring at Alice, you oblige her request, letting go so that she can make a break for it. "Mmm, no, I still want her," Alice says. She raises one hand and snaps again. "Betty." "Yeah, yeah, I got her..." Betty grumbles, taking off after Sadie before she's gotten very far. "What, do you want to take her place?" Alice says, glaring at you. "You messed up your one opportunity. //Leave.//" "Whatever, you're the worst..." you grumble, storming off back toward Karbo.<<if $aliceRel > -5>> <<Alice -1>><</if>> Unfortunately, it seems like you may have squandered your only opportunity for a meal on that fiasco. Even after prowling both floors of the building for a while longer you can't seem to get any more luck. Eventually, you decide to simply give up, having only ever run into a large group leaving class. Even though it hasn't been that long since lunch, the anticipation of catching a live meal, and perhaps even your frustration with Alice, has really worked up your appetite, so you decide to just head to dinner.<<if $emmaInjured>> You feel your phone vibrate as you start to walk--It's a text from Emma, explaining that she took a trip into town with Sunny and will be back later.<</if>> [[Head to dinner->September 6th- Dinner Check]]\ <<set $alicePrey.push({name: "Probably Sadie", status: "fodder", details: "though you didn't see for sure what happened after you refused to personally feed her to her"})>>\<</replace>><</link>>

<<set $ateSadie to true>><<set $preyName to "Sadie">><<set $preyHealthMax to 24>><<set $preyResilience to 1>><<set $preyFrustration to 0>><<set $preyExhaustion to 0>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "Sadie_PredActions">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "Sadie_Struggle">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "Sadie(TEXT)">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Eat Sadie- Failure">><<set $preySize to 4>><<set $fullness += $preySize>><<set _massageConditional to false>><<set _taunted to 0>>\ <<if $ateAshley>>\ <<if $karma < 0>>Sadie making it out from the party alive was really just a fluke. Undeserved second place or not, it's time you flexed your position as top freshmen to take out one contender to the crown. <</if>>"Hey, Sadie!" you call out with feigned cheer, giving her a wave and smiling as she turns and looks in your direction. "You really did make it out in one piece, huh? Glad to see it." "Oh, hi, $name," she says, smiling more hesitantly back at you. "Yeah, I guess I did." She trails off, fidgeting a little and looking uncertain of what to say. "Maeve did say second place was supposed to get out okay, right?" you say, recalling that from before the night turned into a drunken haze. "But I guess I don't know how much she actually cared." Sadie nods with a faint smile. "I was still scared when Gigi took me up to her room, but it turned out—" She blushes deeply, squirming and averting your gaze. "Um, really much better than I expected." You feel your eyebrows raise. While a part of you is tempted to ask about that, the greater part of you is hungry and eager to take advantage of your meal's momentary distraction. So you reach out to her and grab her by the shoulders, provoking a flinch and a wide-eyed look back at you. "You know, that's great. I'm really happy for you, Sadie," you tell her, smiling wide. "Unfortunately I'm starving and you're the tastiest thing I could find, sooo..." "Huh?! Wait, no, no!" Sadie cries, starting to thrash against your grip. You slide your hands down to pin her arms and lean forward to start swallowing her head. <<elseif $trialSavedByNadia>>\ Not willing to pass up the chance of a satisfying meal, you hasten up behind Sadie as she's on her way to class, calling out to her when you're just behind. "Sadie, hey!" She jumps, whirling around and looking at you in surprise, which quickly morphs into a look of confusion. "Um, hey? Do I know you...? Oh," Her eyes widen. "Wait, you were one of the other... but I saw you get eaten by that goth girl," she mumbles, eyebrows climbing as she stares at you. "How are you still around?" "Neat trick, huh?" you reply, snickering. You decide there's no harm in telling her what happened, she's going to be your lunch anyway. "I worked it out with Nadia--the goth girl--ahead of time. I take a dive the first match, she eats me and... spits me back out back in her room." Maybe you don't have to mention the trade you made, you decide, feeling yourself blush. "Oh, so that's why you had a Hangman word with just one letter!" Sadie gasps, before pouting at you. "You got so lucky, oh my gosh. Those trials were terrifying, I still can't believe I made it out alive. And all you had to do was be inside her for a little while." "Uh, right. Lucky me," you say, laughing awkwardly. Fortunately for you, you have an easy out for the conversation before she starts to suspect anything else went on. "Speaking of being inside her, well--" You lunge in the middle of your sentence, catching her by surprise. She lets out a high-pitched yelp as you grab her around her back with one arm, pulling her in close. "Sorry, but you looked so good I just couldn't resist," you tell her, absentmindedly licking your lips and seeing her eyes fill with fear as you open your mouth. "No, stop---!" is all she manages to get out before you press forward and shove her head into your mouth. <<else>>\ No one's around to interfere, so you sneak up quietly behind your target as she's walking and grab her with an arm around her waist, mouth stretching open wide as she yelps in surprise. You step around her for some easier positioning but don't waste time in shoving her head into your mouth, curly hair rubbing over your tongue as you quickly start packing her away. <</if>>\ You notice a faint floral scent as you pull in her head, and as soon as your tongue grazes past her face you're hit with another surprise: she tastes //delicious//. Her skin has a rich and slightly sweet flavor to it, almost like strawberries. You lick at her cheeks as you gulp down her head, holding her arms tight to her sides as she strains against your grip. Her writhing around to try and wriggle free just rubs in more of her taste. Deciding not to mess around too much, you cram her shoulders in and with a few strong swallows pull her in down to her upper arms, though you have to pause briefly when her full bust presses against your lips. Tongue flicking out into her cleavage, you decide to deal with this obstacle in the most obvious way, grasping her breasts with both hands and squishing them down. You let yourself enjoy their plush softness for a little longer than needed before one of her flailing hands slaps your cheek, and with a wince you quickly gulp her chest and upper arms fully into you. Her tank top doesn't taste nearly as good as her, so you tug its hem up to expose more skin. You're not disappointed as you continue swallowing her down, feeling her wriggling as you lick her soft midriff. Anticipating a similar problem, you grab her butt as her hips reach your mouth, squishing it past your lips far more easily than her chest. She's pretty much stopped struggling by now, probably wanting to save her energy, so you meet no resistance pulling in the rest of her legs. After savoring the taste of her skin a little longer, you finish off her feet with one last gulp, flicking her sandals casually to the floor. @@color:yellowgreen;You overpowered your prey.@@ "//*URRRAAAP*// Oh, God you tasted good," you groan, rubbing your belly and licking her aftertaste off your lips. "What was that, some kind of lotion? Moisturizer?" you ask, sitting down to let your food settle. "M-my shower gel?" You can hear <<if $trialParticipant>>Sadie's<<else>>your meal's<</if>> faint, panicked voice as she wriggles around in your gut. "Agh, it made me taste that good? I can--I can give you the brand if you let me go!" You just smile smugly as you feel her movements, confident you'll be able to keep her down.<<set $sceneAttack to 0>><<set $sceneDefense to 0>><<done>><<include $sceneActionsLink>><<replace "#actionReminder">><<PredActionReminder>><</replace>><</done>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "predOptions">></div>

<<if $preyHealth <= 0>> <<append "#digestion">> You lean back against the wall, listening to the gurgling of your stomach as it churns away at your meal. A smile creeps onto your lips as you feel Sadie's weakening resistance finally peter out. She might have put up more of a fight than you expected, but in the end she was no match for you and your gut. After going a while without feeling any movement from your belly, you curiously run your hands along it, your fingers gently squishing into the soft flesh. You press in harder to check that for sure that she's just mush now, finding no resistance and only a wet squelching sound in response. "//*BUURAAAP!*//" A loud belch escapes your lips as your squeezing kicks up some air. Then they curl into a grin at the telltale sign your prey is gone. "Aaah, that was great. Exactly what I needed after that <<if $day6Workout>>workout<<else>>lame cafeteria food<</if>>," you say, patting your bloated gut. You can taste a bit of strawberries on your tongue again now, kicked up by that burp. @@color:lime;Sadie has been digested!@@ You stay sitting there for a little longer, relaxing with a full belly and killing time on your phone as you feel your stomach churning up what's left of the girl; it feels pleasantly warm to the touch as you rest your arms on it. Once you've seen an hour tick forward, you decide you should get going before everyone gets out of class, even if you doubt most students would mess with you like this. You grunt as you push yourself to your feet, your gut making a satisfying sloshing noise as it sways gently, full of the slop that used to be Sadie. With an added spring in your step, you head off down the hallway, belly bouncing as you go. <<include "playerPredEnd">>[[Head to your dorm->September 6th- Post Hunt 1]] <</append>> <</if>>

<<set _roll to random(1,2)>> /* REMEMBER TO INCLUDE VARIABLE CHANGES IN UNIQUE DIALOGUE */ <<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "massage">> <<if $turn is 0>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <<append "#digestion">> "Taking it easy?" you can hear Sadie murmur after a brief pause, surprise and maybe a hint of smugness in her voice. "Mm, I don't mind." <</append>> <<elseif ($preyAction is "struggle") or ($preyAction is "rage")>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> You rub and caress your belly with both hands, trying to ease the discomfort from Sadie's struggles. As your hands press into its surface, you can feel the contours of Sadie's body underneath, and she lets out a soft sigh that sounds far from displeased but doesn't stop her struggling. In fact, it might be starting to get a little //more// intense as you massage. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "taunt">> <<set _taunted += 1>> <<if $ateAshley>> <<if _taunted is 1>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> "So who was that you were talking to? Your girlfriend, maybe?" you prod, smiling as you feel her go still when you say that. "Or maybe just some girl who would've done this if I hadn't first." "She's..! That's... none of your business," Sadie says, her voice catching as she speaks. "She wouldn't really have done this, sh-she cares about me..." "Hmm, I was listening in and it sounded to me like she only cared about you as food," you tease her, smirking now. "Not like anyone would see you any different. That's the whole reason you were a party snack, right?~" "Shut up," Sadie whispers, sounding hurt. "You don't know what you're talking about." She curls in tighter on herself, and you can feel her thump the wall in frustration. <<else>> "I don't know what you're so upset about. You wouldn't even be here right now if I hadn't pushed Claire out first, you'd have gurgled away in Maeve's stomach," you taunt her. "You owe me this, Sadie, and I'm happy to collect.~" Sadie doesn't respond at first, but you can hear the soft noise of her growling before she shoves out at your stomach wall. "If I owe you anything, it'll be the payback once I get out of here," she says in a low voice. <</if>> <</append>> <<elseif _taunted is 2>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "I can't believe you're still trying in there. You're stewing in the freshman //champion//, here," you gloat, giving your gut a condescending slap. "I am //by definition// better than you, and we both were there the night that I proved it. Your rightful place is to be beneath me, so melt down like a good meal and maybe you'll end up cushioning my ass." You hear an irritated grunt from Sadie and feel a foot slam against your stomach wall, but the frustrated gesture doesn't do much more than sting for a moment. "You are so freaking full of yourself!" Sadie complains, continuing her attempts to get out of you. "I-I know I could have won too, you just got lucky..." "Hey, that was all skill, baby. And trust me, //your// skills are much better suited for being food," you say smugly. <</append>> <<elseif _taunted is 3>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "You know there's no way you're getting out of there alive, right?" you tell her with a condescending laugh. "After you got dragged off for your consolation prize, Maeve fed me a junior. A //junior//, and I still churned her up just the same way I will with you. Just let it happen, Sadie, you know you're going to end up filling out my chest." "Shut UP!" Sadie screams. "I know that I don't have much of a chance, okay?! I know this is bad, but I am still going to try my best to get out and I would appreciate you not being such an ass about it!" You just grin at the frustration in her words, shaking your head. Sounds like you're really starting to touch a nerve, and hearing her get all worked up is pretty funny. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<elseif $trialSavedByNadia and (_taunted is 1)>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "So who was that you were talking to? Your girlfriend, maybe?" you prod, smiling as you feel her go still when you say that. "Too bad for you how she just left you after that kiss." "She's—-! That's... none of your business," Sadie says, her voice catching as she speaks. "...I wish she really had kiss--stayed with me, though. You wouldn't have done this if she were there." "I wonder if she'll miss you, once she realizes you're gone. Or if she'll even realize you're missing," you goad her. Sadie doesn't reply to that one. All you can hear is a muffled sob. <</append>> <<elseif !$trialParticipant and (_roll is 1)>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Mm, I can't //wait// to see how much you'll add to my boobs after this," you gloat, hands squeezing Sadie's form in the hope of finding her own chest. "Did you eat lots of girls to get a figure like that? Doesn't seem like you could pull it off," you continue, smirking. "Oh well, it doesn't matter now. Any you did will be getting flushed along with you.~ At least you'll be contributing to some even //better// tits." Sadie doesn't respond to that in words, but she wriggles hard against you when one of your hands does brush something soft, a frustrated noise echoing out. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "shake">> <<if $acidStage > 0>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> You grasp the sides of your round belly and sway it from side to side, feeling acids swirling around and splash against the walls and Sadie. "Getting pretty sloshy in there, huh?" you call, snickering. "I think I'm gonna whip up a strawberry milkshake.~" You shake and bounce around your belly a little more for emphasis. You hear a soft growl of frustration from your gut but it quickly subsides. "You are the worst," Sadie groans. "I hope you make yourself sick like that and throw me up..." <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<default>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</switch>>

<<set _roll to (random(1,20))>> <<if $turn is 0>> <<set $preyAction to "struggle">> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Mmgh... I didn't think that would work," you can barely hear <<if $trialParticipant>>Sadie<<else>>your lunch<</if>> mumbling, before you wince at the feeling of a kick to your stomach. "But you really didn't need to touch me like that, you know!" <<if $trialParticipant>>Sadie<<else>>she<</if>> scolds you, shouting now as she punches and kicks at the same spot, each impact stretching out your gut. "I'm not some kind of... some kind of //blow-up doll// that you can grope however you want!" "Hey, cut me some slack, your tits are enormous and I had to do //something// to fit them in," you reply, gritting your teeth but unable to keep some amusement out of your voice. "Your butt though, //that// I just couldn't resist getting a feel of," you tease, laughing. "This isn't funny, you perv!" <<if $trialParticipant>>Sadie<<else>>your prey<</if>> shouts with another kick. "Ugh, why are the hungry girls always like this..." You hear her take a couple slow, deep breaths. "Calm down... Right, okay, getting out won't be easy. It's okay, Sadie, you can do this..." you can hear her murmuring to herself below, as her struggles subside a bit for now. <</append>> <<elseif ($turn > 6) or ($preyHealthThreshold < 2) or ($preyFrustration > 2)>> <<if $preyExhaustion > 2>> <<append "#digestion">> <<set $preyAction to "rest">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <</append>> <<elseif ($preyFrustration > 2) and ($counter is 0)>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<set $counter += 1>> <<append "#digestion">> "Okay, ENOUGH ALREADY!" Sadie bellows, her voice loud enough to make you jolt with surprise. You gasp as she starts thrashing furiously inside your stomach, sending a wave of nausea through you. "I have HAD IT with you being such an asshole about this! You think just because you swallowed me that you can say whatever stupid, jerky thing that comes to mind?" she rants, punctuating her words with more punches and kicks. "Ugh, geez, calm down!" you groan, face scrunched up in discomfort. "It was just a little banter, loosen up already!" "NO! You people //always// say that! ‘Oh, Sadie, it was just a joke!', and when you turn your back they say any other cruel things they want while laughing at you!" she cuts you off, continuing to pummel your stomach. "If you're going to treat me like shit, you'd better hope that you can keep me down, because you're not going to like what //you// end up as otherwise..." <</append>> <<elseif $counter is 0>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<set $counter += 1>> <<append "#digestion">> "Aaah... this isn't working," Sadie whimpers, barely audible around the growls and gurgling of your belly, stomach running hot as it continues churning her up. "No, no, I can't die in here, I just can't! Let me out! LET ME OUT!" she screams, throwing away any pretense of a careful struggle and lashing out with elbows, hands and feet, beating at your stomach with everything she can. You inhale sharply and clench your teeth against her assault, shocks of pain radiating out from your gut with each strike she makes. Just a little longer and she'll be done for... <</append>> <<else>> <<append "#digestion">> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <</append>> <</if>> <<elseif $turn is 6>> <<set $preyAction to "struggle">> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> You hear a soft, fearful whine as the burbling sounds of acids within you reach a higher peak, before Sadie speaks again. "Come on, Sadie, keep going... You're making progress, she'll //have// to spit you up soon..." she tells herself, a quaver in her voice, before returning to her pushing and shoving against your stomach, with what feels like more urgency than before. <</append>> <<else>> <<if ($lastPreyAction is "probe") and (($lastAction is "massage") or ($lastAction is "relax") or ($lastAction is "taunt"))>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> As you sit back and lounge rather than waste too much energy on her, a shock of pain runs through your stomach as Sadie's struggles turn more intense, and you have to grit her teeth at the added force behind her blows. <</append>> <<elseif _roll > 10>> <<set $preyAction to "probe">> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> You can feel Sadie pushing and prodding at the sides of your stomach, her movements not weak but still not feeling as strong or rough as they could be. It feels somewhat cautious, like she's trying to keep something in reserve. <</append>> <<else>> <<append "#digestion">> <<set $preyAction to "struggle">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <</append>> <</if>> <</if>> <<append "#digestion">> <</append>>

<<Time 15.5>><<set $ateSadie to false>>You hiss out in pain as one of Sadie's blows hits a sensitive spot high in your chest, grabbing your gut as you feel it lurch. You take a couple of deep breaths, but with a cry of desperation Sadie shoves upwards where she'd just struck, making you gag as you feel a mass starting to come up your throat. "Damn it, stay down..." you say through gritted teeth, swallowing hard to try and force her to settle in. She easily overcomes your efforts by thrusting her arm upwards, forcing you into a brief fit of painful coughing. You're already feeling nauseous from how she's been struggling in your stomach, sore spots aching throughout your gut, and this latest discomfort pushes you over the edge. Your body forces her up and out of you as wet heaving sounds leave your mouth, her hands and arms emerging out into the air. A few more seconds and her head and chest have popped free, coating your tongue in the unpleasant flavors of the digestive process. You spit out some tingling acid as her legs hit the floor with a wet splat<<if $turn > 6>>, splashing in the pool of bile spreading across the floor<</if>>. <<if $turn > 6>>She's naked and slick with saliva and stomach acids, matting her dark hair to her head and leaving pale red acid burns across her brown skin.<<else>>Her tank top is soaked and full of holes but hanging together, but her skirt seems to have fallen off somewhere in her fight with your belly, a pair of soaked white panties all that's left clinging to her butt.<</if>> Breathing hard, Sadie struggles to her feet, covering her heaving chest with both arms and <<if $preyFrustration > 2>>glaring furiously<<else>>glancing fearfully<</if>> at you, as you wipe your mouth with a grimace, feeling generally gross. <<if $preyFrustration < 3>>She doesn't spare another moment and with a small wail she books it before you can try anything else, bare feet making wet slapping sounds against the floor as she runs out of sight. You swear softly again and lean back, your head striking the wall behind you with a soft thunk.\ <<else>>"I can't //believe// you!" Sadie yells, and your head snaps back as she punches you on the chin. "Not only do you eat me, you just //had// to be the biggest jerk humanly possible," she rants. You scramble to your feet as well, a wave of nausea hitting you from the sudden movement. You're taken by surprise as she reaches up and grabs you by <<if $outfit is "uniform">>the collar<<else>>your top's neckline<</if>> to tug your head down towards her. "I don't eat people much unless they have it coming, but oooh, you //definitely// deserve this," Sadie whispers, gray eyes staring into yours before she opens her mouth wide, giving you a look into her drooling maw and down her pink, dark throat--only for her to flinch and pull back as you gag again, coughing wetly with something foul-tasting on your tongue. "Eugh, gross..." Sadie mutters, staring at you for a second before letting go and stepping back. "You know what, you //still// deserve it but this isn't worth it right now," she decides, crossing her arms<<if $turn > 6>> and reddening a little as her bare breasts bounce beneath them, shoulders hunching up<</if>>. "I'll be seeing you, $name." With one last hostile look, she turns on her heel and heads off<<if $turn > 6>>, looking like she's in a hurry<</if>>.<</if>> You sigh, getting back up to your feet and clutching your stomach. Not having much of an appetite after that, you just trudge back to your dorm. When you arrive, you find the room empty. <<if $emmaInjured>>You feel your phone vibrate shortly after you walk inside. It's a text from Emma, as if she knew you were wondering about her, explaining that she took a trip into town with Sunny and will be back later.<<else>>She must be out spreading the word about the party still.<</if>> <<if $outfit is "workout">>You head into the shower to finally wash off from your workout earlier, changing back into your normal clothes when you're finished. After that, you sit on your bed to kill some time, but your stomach roars at you for food after suffering through your exercise earlier and then losing Sadie. With a sigh, you get up to head for the dining hall.<<set $outfit to $lastOutfit>><<set $outfitState to "normal">><<else>>You sigh and sit back on your bed, killing some time on your phone. But before long, your stomach starts to growl in dissatisfaction over the lack of a replacement for Sadie, so you get up to head for the dining hall.<</if>> <<include "playerPredFail">>[[Head to dinner->September 6th- Dinner Check]]

<<Time 18.25>>You make your way through the halls back to your dorm, your gut sloshing the whole way. After unlocking the door, you step inside and <<if $day6ClaireReversal > 0>>head straight for the bathroom, grabbing a towel on the way. Emma isn't around right now, which is probably for the best.<<else>>head to your bed, dropping down to sit with a contented sigh. The mattress creaks under your weight, your belly spilling out in front of you. You shift back to stop it from hanging over the edge, working yourself into a position where your legs cradle its mass on either side.<<if $outfit is "workout">> However, before you fully settle in you remember that you're still in your sweaty gym clothes and ease back up onto your feet to head into the bathroom, deciding you should probably wash off and get changed.<</if>> <</if>> <<if ($day6ClaireReversal > 0) or ($outfit is "workout")>>\ You waddle over to the shower, turning on the water while you start to undress. <<if $outfitState is "damaged">>After how long you spent inside Claire before putting her in her place, your clothes are barely even holding together and far beyond salvaging. Rather than deal with taking them off normally with your belly in the way, you simply tear them off your body, throwing the scraps in the trash can before stepping into the shower.<<else>>However, getting your clothes off with your belly in the way proves to be somewhat of a challenge. Your shirt and bra are easy enough, of course, but the mass of your gut makes it impossible to lean over very far when you try to pull off your <<if ($outfit is "light") or ($outfit is "uniform")>>skirt<<else>>shorts<</if>>. It takes some maneuvering and you wind up having to sit down on the toilet to get enough leverage, but you're eventually able to manage. <<if $outfitState is "drenched">>After dropping the soiled clothes into the trash, deciding they're too far gone to bother with at this point, you step into the shower.<<else>>Finally ready, you step into the shower.<</if>><</if>> The warm water washes over you, running down the swell of your gut and dripping to the floor in small streams. You let out a contented sigh as your <<if $outfit is "workout">>sweat stained<<else>>slimy<</if>> skin is finally given relief, running your hands along your body to aid the process. Your efforts are particularly focused on your belly, quickly turning into a relaxing massage that ensures every inch of your stretched skin is left squeaky clean. You feel like you could stay like this for hours, but eventually your fingers start to prune and you realize its probably time to dry off. You turn off the water and step out to dry off, giggling a little as you polish your gut with the towel. It's definitely a bit smaller than when you first got in the shower, though not enough to prevent changing into a new outfit from being a bit of an ordeal. Once you eventually manage to get changed despite the bulk of your gut getting in the way, you head back out into the main room and drop down onto your bed. <<if $emmaInjured>>You glance at your phone and notice you have a text from Emma, one letting you know that she took a trip into town with Sunny and will be back later.<</if>><<set $outfit to "normal">><<set $outfitState to "normal">>\ <<else>>\ Once you're settled, you note that Emma is nowhere to be found. <<if $emmaInjured>>As if on cue, you feel your phone vibrate and pull it out to find a text from Emma, explaining that she took a trip into town with Sunny and will be back later.<<else>>She must have gone to dinner already.<</if>> With the dorm to yourself, you sit back and relax, idly rubbing your bloated gut while you kill some time on your phone.\ <</if>> Not interested in going anywhere for a while, you pull out your laptop, though find using it a bit difficult with your belly in the way. Eventually you work yourself into a comfortable enough position laying on top of your gut, what remains of $lastPrey liquified enough for it to squish out and flatten a little beneath you, like a beanbag chair connected to your body. Satisfied, you let yourself get absorbed in the screen and lose track of time, occasional gurgling or groaning filling the room all the while. <<if $emmaInjured>>Your belly shrinks down over the course of a few hours as it works through your meal, enough to force you to reposition. You sit up and stretch out, giving your smaller belly a light shake. Checking the time, you <<if $tabletopMeetup>>suddenly remember that you'd made plans with Leah and some of the girls in Tabletop Club for tonight, and it's already a bit past the time Nikki had said to be at her dorm. So, you quickly get up out of your bed and head out into the hall, finding your belly much easier to handle at this size.<<else>>realize that it's getting pretty late. It might be nice to just kick back and relax for the rest of the day like you have been, but, still gripping your gut with one hand, a thought occurs to you. It's small enough now that, if you're lucky, it might be possible to find someone small enough to pack in on top of what's left of <<print $lastPrey>>...<</if>><<else>>The sound of someone unlocking the door snaps you out of your stupor and you sit up for the first time in a few hours. Your belly has shrunk considerably, enough that your position had started to get pretty uncomfortable. The door swings open and Emma walks in. <<if $emmaRel > 0>>"Heya $name!" Emma says with a smile. She walks in and takes a seat on her bed. "I was starting to get a little worried, haven't seen you since before lunch! I guess it's pretty obvious what you were up to though. How are you?" "Hey! Yeah I've had a pretty good day," you reply, chuckling. You grab your belly with one hand and give it a little shake, your fingers sinking into the soft surface. "You?" "I'm doing great! I just got back from convincing Sarah and Alesha's roommate to come to the party," Emma says. "I think now I've officially done everything I can to spread the word, I'm just gonna relax until it's time to set things up tomorrow. Probably turn in early too... What about you?" <<if $tabletopMeetup>>Her question jogs your memory and you suddenly remember that you'd made plans with Leah and some of the girls in Tabletop Club for tonight. Checking the time, you find that it's already a little past the time Nikki had said to be at her dorm. "Oh crap, I've got plans tonight!" you say, quickly getting up from your bed and heading for the door. "I'll catch you later!" "Oh, uh, have fun!" Emma calls after you as you hurry into the hall.<<else>>You pause to think before answering, not actually sure what you want to do with the rest of the night yet. It might be nice to just kick back and relax for the rest of the day like you have been, but, still gripping your gut with one hand, a thought occurs to you. It's small enough now that, if you're lucky, it might be possible to find someone small enough to pack in on top of what's left of <<print $lastPrey>>...<</if>>\ <<else>>\ "Oh hey $name," Emma says, walking in and taking a seat on her phone. She glances at your gut but doesn't say anything, instead pulling out her phone and quickly becoming distracted. "Hey," you reply. You look down at your laptop to check the time, <<if $tabletopMeetup>>suddenly remember that you'd made plans with Leah and some of the girls in Tabletop Club for tonight, and it's already a bit past the time Nikki had said to be at her dorm. So, you quickly get up out of your bed and head out into the hall, vaguely informing Emma that you're going somewhere on the way out.<<else>>realizing that it's getting pretty late. It might be nice to just kick back and relax for the rest of the day like you have been, but another thought occurs to you. You grip your belly with one hand and give it a little shake, smirking. It's small enough now that, if you're lucky, it might be possible to find someone small enough to pack in on top of what's left of $lastPrey...<</if>><</if>><</if>> <<if $tabletopMeetup>>[[Head to Nikki's dorm->September 6th- Tabletop Hangout: Too Full]]<<else>>/*I think rather than bother with setting up a check for coming from this specific passage in the night passage, since it's already packed and the non-emmaInjured route is so short anyways that relaxing in the dorm for the night will just add onto this passage and have it lead directly to the end of day passage even though this bit technically started before dinner*/\ <<link "Just relax for the rest of the night">><<replace "#choice">>\ <<if $emmaInjured>>\ Shaking off the insane thought of trying to catch a second meal this quickly, you settle back into your spot on the bed and return your attention to your laptop, content to spend the rest of your evening playing a game. You start to get sucked in, but you're interrupted by the sound of someone fiddling with the doorknob, jumping a bit from the unexpected noise. The door swings open, and Sunny marches in. "Good, $name you're awake still!" she laughs. She starts to knock her hands against the wall to create a drumroll. "Introducing... the new and improved Emma!" She swivels and snaps her fingers into guns pointing at the doorway. Emma slowly steps in from the hall, grinning but blushing a little and nervously holding her hands in front of her. "Um, hey $name..!" she says. You raise your eyebrows a bit and look her over. She seems to be wearing a slightly different outfit than before, now sporting a paler blue tank top that's short enough to leave some of her midriff exposed. Much more striking, however, is her hair. It's been trimmed back to clean up the damage Zoey's stomach gave it, leaving her with curled ends that barely reach lower than her ears. Her old orange highlights are still mostly gone, but she now has a bright blue streak going from the front off to the right side. <<if $emmaRel > 0>>"Woah, Emma!" you say with a grin. "It look great!" "Thanks! Haha I've always wanted to try having blue in my hair!" she beams, running a hand along the streak. "I didn't think I'd be able to pull off short hair, but Sunny took me to this amazing place in town." "You can always trust me to know where to go," Sunny says with a snap. "I'll catch you two tomorrow! Nice gut by the way $name!"<<else>>"Oh, nice," you say, giving a little nod. "Oh don't mind her, too absorbed in her meal to really take in the look," Sunny says, waving her hand dismissively. "I'll catch you tomorrow, I should get back to my dorm!"<</if>> "Bye Sunny! Thanks again, tonight was just what I needed!" Emma calls out as Sunny heads off into the hall. She drops back onto her bed with a contented sigh. It seems like she's finally completely shaken off the near-digestion experience she had earlier in the week. "Well, I'm kinda exhausted after all that, I'm gonna get ready for bed." She gets up and heads into the shower, leaving you alone in the room again. After a little while, you start to realize just how tired you've gotten as well, and decide to call it a night.\ <<else>><<if $emmaRel > 0>>"Yeah that sounds like a solid plan to me," you chuckle. "Think I'm just gonna relax for the night too." <</if>>Shaking off the insane thought of trying to catch a second meal this quickly, you settle back into your spot on the bed and return your attention to your laptop, content to spend the rest of your evening playing a game. <<if $emmaRel > 0>>You quickly get sucked in, the only thing keeping you from completely losing track of time being occasional, brief bits of conversation with Emma. Eventually she gets up to shower for the night and get ready for bed, making you realize how tired you've gotten. Content with your lazy evening and looking forward to sleeping in tomorrow, you get up to head into the bathroom shortly after Emma gets out.<<else>>You quickly get sucked in, completely losing track of time and forgetting that Emma is even in the room with you until she gets up to shower for the night. Knowing you'll be able to sleep in tomorrow, you keep going for a while even as she goes to sleep, but eventually your eyes start to get tired and you decide it's probably time to call it a night.<</if>><</if>> [[Get ready for bed->September 6th- End of Day]]<</replace>><</link>> [[I'm a greedy girl->September 6th- Hunt 2]]<</if>>

<<set _roll to random(1,20)>> <<if ($turn is 1) and ($day6ClaireReversal > 0)>> <<set $predAction to "rest">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Yeah, this way around feels much more correct," Claire chuckles, giving her gut a pat. You can feel her breathing pretty heavily--probably still exhausted from struggling against you. "You just... sit //*urp*// tight..." <</append>> <<elseif ($day6ClaireReversal > 0) or ($progress > 1)>> <<if $counter is 0>> <<set $counter += 1>> <<set $predAction to "crush">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Alright, time to get serious..." Claire says. You feel her shift her stance a little, then start to wrap her arms around her belly. Oddly, you can feel her grabbing it from above and below instead of around the sides, almost like she were putting her gut in a choke hold. The walls suddenly crash in around you as she tightens her stomach muscles, the pressure becoming overwhelming as she pushes in with her arms as well. "//*Uurrrp*// There..." she says, her voice strained from the exertion she's putting into crushing you. "I'm pretty sure this is what that girl in Escapism did to me..." <</append>> <<else>> <<if _roll > 8>> <<set $predAction to "squeeze">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <<else>>> <<set $predAction to "crush">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <</if>> <</if>> <<else>> <<if !_fatTaunted and ($playerSize > 5)>> <<set _fatTaunted to true>> <<set $predAction to "taunt">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Seriously<<if $metClaire>>, I swear you weren't this //*urp*// big last time we met<<else>>, if you do somehow make it out of there you //*urp*// really need to watch your diet<</if>>," Claire says, groaning a little as she runs her hands over her belly. Then she gives the bulge your head is making a pat. "Heh, you're so fat that you're seriously stretching me out here, it's crazy! I can tell just by looking at my gut that its a way tighter fit than usual." She proves her point by starting to grab at various parts of your body that are making distinct bulges and laughing under her breath. Her stomach groans as if to remind her that being stretched further than normal is not necessarily a good thing for her. <</append>> <<elseif _roll > 18>> <<set $predAction to "tease">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "taunt">> <<set _predActionIntensity to 0>> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll > 9>> <<if $ateAshley>> "You know, this is kind of a letdown," Claire says, giving her belly a slight shove with one hand. You gently sway back and forth inside of her, getting a little disoriented even though the motion is subtle. "I mean, I was there so I know it doesn't //*urp*// really mean anything, but I was still kinda expecting better from the 'freshman champion' herself..." "Oh shut up..." you grumble, pushing back against one of her hands. She retaliates by giving her belly a much harder shove on the other side, giggling as you start to sway back and forth again. "I'm just saying, you don't live up to the hype. Tasted pretty good though," she snickers, giving you another shove. You can hear some whining groans rumble through the walls from all the motion. <<elseif $trialSavedByNadia>> "I can't believe you somehow managed to sneak out of Maeve's crazy party... just to get eaten by the girl that won it fair and square. It's //*urrp*// poetic or something," Claire says with a laugh. She starts to idly push her belly back and forth, kicking up just enough movement to irritate you. "Oh but you totally //did// get gulped as part of that escape, right? Okay before you're gone, rate our stomachs." "What?" you grumble, getting increasingly annoyed by the incessant swaying she's causing. "You've been in at least our two //*urp*// stomachs now, so which one do you think is better? Is this a premium digestion experience, or do I need to step up my game?" she giggles. She gives your head a hard jab. "Come on, I don't even know if I'd rather it be good or bad, but I wanna know!" "Ugh, just shut up!" you shout, refusing to answer her. She continues to pester you, poking and prodding at her gut in hopes of a response. Her stomach groans, seeming like its getting as annoyed as you are about the treatment. <<else>> <<set $predDefense += 2>> /*undoing custom effect before calling generic*/ <<include "preyPredAction">> <</if>> <<else>> "Did you seriously think you could just walk up and grab me?" Claire says, briefly pushing in on her belly with both hands to get your attention. "<<if !$ateAshley>>A crazy group of //*urp*// upperclassmen didn't name me champion after a bunch of arbitrary challenges for nothing you know!<<else>>It's kinda //*urp*// sad how easily I was able to flip the tables on you,<</if>>" she adds, laughing. She continues to rub in her reversal of the situation, starting to poke and prod at her gut as she does so. A whine from her stomach tells you that you aren't the only thing getting annoyed by her. <</if>> <</append>> <</if>> <</if>>

<<set _roll to random(1,20)>> <<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "strong">> <<if !_strongStruggled or (_roll > 10)>> <<append "#digestion">> Your frustration at the situation boils over and you begin to thrash wildly against the walls. She's supposed to be //your// meal, you shouldn't be in here! You frantically kick and shove at the slimy walls surrounding you, doing everything you can think of to beat her stomach into submission. <<if ($day6ClaireReversal > 0)>>"You only got me in here by taking a cheap shot!" you shout. "I'm gonna make you regret it! Get ready for a taste of your own medicine!"<<else>>"You just got lucky, you belong in //my// stomach!" you roar. "And as soon as I teach //yours// a lesson, that's where you're going!"<</if>> Claire doesn't respond, almost sounding like she's whimpering. You can feel her grabbing at her gut in some attempt to soothe it and endure your assault. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<set _strongStruggled to true>> <<case "rest">> <<if ($day6ClaireReversal > 0) and !_firstRest>> <<set _firstRest to true>> <<append "#digestion">> You take a deep breath and lean back against the shifting walls around you. As much as you need to get out of here, you're still feeling pretty drained from your efforts to keep //her// in //your// stomach. You try to tune out the odd gurgling and groaning that fills the air, and ignore the slight tingle of her stomach acid. It's not comfortable, but it's enough to let you rest and recover for a moment <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<case "damaged">> <<if ($day6ClaireReversal > 0) and ($healthThreshold is 2)>> <<append "#digestion">> "What's wrong $name? Not so //*uurp*// tough when you're on the other side?" Claire says, running a hand along her belly. "Feels like you're really wearing down in there. This is what you get for trying to eat me..." You don't respond, just grumbling to yourself inside of her and trying to stay focused on the task at hand. She's not wrong--your skin is starting to sting and you can feel that the grinding of the walls is really starting to get to you. @@color:red;You aren't sure how much longer you can last.@@ <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<case "progress">> <<if ($day6ClaireReversal is 0) and ($progress is 2)>> <<append "#digestion">> Claire grunts and clutches her belly, the walls tensing up. Her slick flesh quivers around you a few times, lightly squeezing in with erratic pressure, then returns to normal. She sighs and you feel her hands shifting around, gently soothing her gut for a few seconds. "Okay... gotta admit, you're //*uurrrp*// getting to me a little bit..." she mutters. "But don't think I'm //*URP*// going down without a fight!" @@color:chartreuse;You're wearing her down, keep pushing!@@ <</append>> <<elseif ($day6ClaireReversal > 0) and ($progress is 3)>> <<append "#digestion">> "No way... come on..." Claire grunts. Her voice is strained and you can feel her clutching her belly. The walls surrounding you feel tender, and every push against them is starting to make small spasms shake through the entire chamber. "There is //*UUrrrp*// no way I'm letting you get out after all this..." @@color:lime;Keep it up, she can't hold out much longer!@@ <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<default>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</switch>>

<<if $day6ClaireReversal > 0>><<Time 16>><<else>><<Time 15.5>><</if>>You refuse to let this happen--you were supposed to be getting a meal here, not becoming one!<<if $ateAshley>> And you can't think of a much more embarrassing ending than getting digested by the girl you were trying to get revenge on for attempting to screw you over once before.<</if>> You rage against her stomach, thrashing against the flesh that envelops you. The walls start to stiffen and tremble under your blows, encouraging you to push even harder. "C-Crap..." Claire mumbles, clutching her aching belly. "Come on Claire... you can do th--//*UUUrrrp!*//" Her body betrays her as a pocket of gas rises up her throat, her muscles reflexively tightening to push it out. That tiny bit of extra pressure pushes her over the edge, and the walls of her stomach clamp down hard around you. Tight, powerful waves of pressure shift through her insides, starting to force you back up her throat. She tries to fight it, a few light ripples going the opposite direction brushing past your head in her throat as she attempts to swallow you back down. But it's no use. Soon enough, she's gagging as your head is forced back into her mouth, then out into the cool air of the hallway. The rest of you quickly follows, sliding out from the depths of her body and onto the tile floor as her resolve finally breaks. <<if $turn > 7>>You cough, shakily pushing yourself up into a sitting position. Your head feels a little hazy and your whole body is aching and stiff, not to mention covered in stomach acid still. A draft running through the air makes it clear that the efforts of her stomach have left you completely naked.<<elseif $turn > 2>>You cough and push yourself up off the ground, gagging a bit when you spot a tattered, slimy bundle of fabric that you're pretty sure used to be your <<if ($outfit is "normal") or ($outfit is "workout")>>shorts<<else>>skirt<</if>>. You're covered in slimy digestive fluid from head to toe, your outfit in tatters. Your underwear is luckily still intact, but your top is so full of holes it might as well not be there.<<else>>You take a refreshing breath of fresh air as you push yourself up off the ground. Your body is drenched in various digestive fluids, but you don't actually feel much worse for wear.<</if>> <<if $day6ClaireReversal > 0>>\ "Son of a... ugh, gross..." Claire grumbles, doubled over on the floor behind you, still in a similar state of disarray from her time inside of you. "Fine, I guess it's a draw..." "Yeah..." you groan, getting up onto your feet. You feel absolutely exhausted. "Let's say we're even..." "Fine with me..." she replies, standing up shortly after you. You both stare at each other for a moment, slightly glaring, then walk off in separate directions. <<include "playerPreyEscape">>[[Get cleaned up->Eaten By Claire- Recovery]]\ <<else>>\ "Bleh... I guess I was being a bit cocky... //*URP*//" Claire says, her face scrunching up and breaking into a fit of coughing as her burp refreshes the unpleasant sensation in her mouth. She's kneeling on the ground, clutching her stomach with one hand. "Gross..." <<if ($turn > 7) or ($stamina < 15)>>You stand up, too exhausted to worry about anything other than cleaning yourself off at this point. "Next time..." you mumble, glaring at her for a moment before starting to stumble off down the hall toward your dorm. <<include "playerPreyEscape">>[[Get cleaned up->Eaten By Claire- Recovery]]<<else>>You get back on your feet, looking down at her. Though you're a little exhausted from your escape, she looks like she wouldn't be able to put up much resistance if you were to pick up where you left off earlier... \ <<link "Try to eat her">> <<set $pacifist to false>> <<set _checkType to "oral">> <<set _baseline to 5>> <<set _modifier to 1>> <<include "voreCheck">> <<if _swallow>> <<include "playerPreyEscape">> <<set $day6ClaireReversal to 2>> <<goto "Hunt 1- Eat Claire">> <<else>> <<set $stamina -= 5>> <<replace "#choice">>\ With a smirk, you step forward to return the favor, leaning down to grab her. Unfortunately, the slimy residue from being in her stomach has left you more slippery than you expected. You nearly lose your balance before you can even get a grip on her, and though you manage to catch yourself by grabbing her shoulders, she easily slips backward out of your grasp. "Ugh, no way! Get off!" she shouts, backing up after returning to her feet. "Uh, remember this next time you try to make a meal of me..!" she shouts, running off down the hall. @@color:orange;Your strength fails you.@@ You sigh--it was worth a shot. With Claire officially off the menu, you start to trudge back towards your dorm to get cleaned up. <<include "playerPreyEscape">>[[Get cleaned up->Eaten By Claire- Recovery]]\ <</replace>> <</if>> <</link>> <<link "Leave her">><<replace "#choice">>You shake your head, more interested in getting cleaned up than returning the favor. "Next time..." you say, glaring down at her. "You're mine." "Next time..." Claire says with a cough, getting back to her feet. She gives you a smug smirk despite the situation. "You're not getting out.~" Despite her confidence, she turns and quickly runs off down the hall. You shake your head again, grumbling to yourself as you start to head back toward your dorm. <<include "playerPreyEscape">>[[Get cleaned up->Eaten By Claire- Recovery]]\ <</replace>><</link>> \ <</if>><</if>>

<<Time 16>><<set $metClaire to true>>You <<if $outfitState is "gone">>hurry<<else>>head<</if>> back through the halls toward your dorm, luckily not having to go far before you make it back, though a girl leaving her room a few doors down does give you a weird look. You unlock the door and step inside, finding that Emma is out right now--probably taking care of something for the party. Heading inside, you grab<<if $outfit is "workout">> the clothes you had on before you left for the gym<<else>> some clothes from your dresser<</if>> and hurry into the bathroom to shower off. <<if $outfitState is "gone">>You turn on the shower and step right in, flinching a little from the splash of cold water before it properly heats up.<<elseif $outfitState is "damaged">>You turn on the shower and start to peel off what's left of your clothes while it heats up. After throwing the sad tangle of fabric into the trash, you step into the warm stream of water.<<else>>You turn on the shower and take off your ruined clothes while it heats up. Not feeling like there's much point in trying to salvage them, you toss them in the trash, then step into the warm stream of water.<</if>> The slimy coating Claire's insides left all over you gets gently washed away, trickling off your skin and down into the drain. You take your time getting clean, thoroughly rinsing yourself off before applying a generous amount of soap to combat the smell. When you finally start to feel refreshed, you turn off the water and step out to dry off. Then you get changed into your clothes and head out into the room, dropping back on your bed with a sigh. <<if $day6Workout>>Your stomach immediately groans, <<if $day6ClaireReversal > 0>>even more desperate for a meal than it was after working out now that it's been briefly teased with Claire<<else>>still desperate for food after your workout earlier<</if>>. You try to put it out of your mind while you pass the time in your dorm until, finally, it's late enough for the dining hall to be stocked for dinner.<<set $outfit to $lastOutfit>><<else>>You pull out your laptop to pass the time. After a while a loud groan cuts through the air from your stomach, telling you it's time for a trip to the dining hall.<<set $outfit to "normal">><</if>><<set $outfitState to "normal">><<if $emmaInjured>> Double checking the time on your phone as you get up, you notice that you have a text from Emma letting you know that she went out into town with Sunny and will be back later.<</if>> [[Head to Dinner->September 6th- Dinner Check]]

<<Time 15.25>><<set $aliceSimp += 1>><<set $karma -= 1>>"You want me to... alright, I guess," you reply. You already went this far, no point in turning back now. "You can't be serious!" Sadie squeals, thrashing against your grip. "$name, please!" Alice laughs under her breath, then goes to sit down at a nearby bench. She beckons for you to follow with a finger. "Get to it then," she says, opening her mouth. You drag Sadie over to her, flanked by Betty and Cassidy. You pause for a moment, unsure of how exactly you should go about this, but with Sadie fighting to get out and the situation starting to feel increasingly awkward as you stand staring at the inside of her mouth, you decide to just go for it. Pulling Sadie in front of you, you start to force her head towards Alice's impatiently waiting mouth. "<<print $name.toUpperCase()>>! STOP!" Sadie screams, trying her best to pull away as her head inches closer to her fate, the warmth of Alice's breath washing across her face. Her struggling is in vain, as soon the top of her head begins to push past the threshold of her lips and into the wet cavern beyond. "Please, don't do thi--!" You force the rest of Sadie's head into Alice's mouth, your fingertips briefly slipping past her lips before you pull your hand back. She's sitting calmly, giving you an almost bored expression while you do all of the heavy lifting. You shift your grip and lift Sadie up to get a better angle, Alice finally starting to swallow once you've pushed her forward a little bit more. She motions for you to hurry it up, narrowing her eyes a little. You sigh, starting to feel embarrassed not only to be doing this in the first place, but doing it in such a public location. But it's a little late to change your mind now. Sadie does her best to try and struggle free from your grip as you hold her steady, slowly feeding her to the raven-haired girl you're so desperate to impress. Sadie's bust gives you some difficulty due to Alice's complete lack of participation in the process, progress slowing to a crawl once she's in up to her chest. You shift your positioning a little to pin her with one arm while you use the other to knead her breasts down until you're able to squeeze them into Alice's mouth. She's nearly able to break away from you with the extra thrashing kicked up in response, but soon enough you regain a firm hold on her Alice swallows her down slowly but surely, lazily sitting back while you guide her prey into her mouth. Her neck bulges out as Sadie slides down her throat and into the waiting pit of her stomach. You can already see her shirt starting to ride up as her belly gradually expands with Sadie's writhing form, though her struggling has started to slow now that only her lower body remains outside. With a firm push, you squeeze her rear into Alice's mouth, all but sealing her fate. "There... one plump freshman girl, hand delivered and served," you say, still holding Sadie by the ankles as her legs sink into Alice. You smile. "Satisfactory?" <<if ($aliceMin < -1) and ($playerSize < 6)>>\ You keep guiding Sadie forward until barely more than her feet remain outside, feeling like Alice can probably handle things on her own from there. But when you let go and start to pull your hands away, Alice's snap forward and grab your wrists. Her lips curl into a smile as Sadie's toes slip between them. "Hey, what the fuck!?" you say, attempting to pull away from her. Cassidy and Betty grab you from either side, completely locking you down. Alice just smirks, then leans forward a little as the last sign of Sadie slips down behind her chest. "//*UUURRRRRP!*//" She lets out a loud belch right in your face--it carries the oddly sweet scent of Sadie's shampoo for a moment before the acrid stench of the inside of a stomach overwhelms it. "Mmm, she was actually excellent prey, $name, well done. For once. Unfortunately..." Alice grins and licks her lips. "She wasn't quite filling enough. I hope you're ready to correct that mistake.~" [[You can't be serious..!->Lure Sadie- Eaten by Alice]]\ <<else>>\ Alice stares intensely at you, then motions for you to let go. She tilts her head back and gulps down the last of Sadie's legs, her toes soon disappearing between her ruby lips. You watch the bulge in Alice's throat shift down until it disappears. Soon, the last of her prey curls up into her bloated gut, which quickly kicks to life with outraged struggling. "//*UUURRRRRP!*// Mmm, she was actually excellent prey..." Alice muses. She snaps her fingers. "Cassidy!" "Yep, on it!" Cassidy chirps. She kneels down and starts to rub Alice's writhing belly. Alice gives you a cold stare for a moment, then nods her head. "I suppose you're not entirely useless after all, $name," she says. "Your service was adequate." "You're welcome," you say. You find yourself feeling a little jealous as you watch Cassidy diligently soothe her belly while she sits back and relaxes, having never lifted a finger for the meal she's enjoying. "Mmh. Maybe I'll have use for you again," Alice says. "But for now you can go." She makes a shooing motion with her hand. You almost blurt out: "That's it?", but bite your tongue, getting the feeling that would reset the slight progress you managed to make here. "Of course," you sigh. "Enjoy the meal." "Bye $name, have a good day!" Cassidy calls after you as you start to walk back toward Karbo. This time, you don't hear Alice scold her for it.<<if $aliceRel < 3>> <<if $aliceRel < -1>><<Alice 2>><<else>><<Alice 1>><</if>><</if>> Having satisfied Alice's hunger, you return to your hunt to try and sate your own. Unfortunately, it seems like Sadie may have been the only opportunity you were going to get this afternoon. Even after prowling both floors of the building for a while longer you can't seem to get any more luck. Eventually, you decide to simply give up, having only ever run into a large group leaving class. Even though it hasn't been that long since lunch, feeding Alice and watching her lazily enjoy such a filling meal has really worked up your appetite, so you decide to just head to dinner.<<if $emmaInjured>> You feel your phone vibrate as you start to walk--It's a text from Emma, explaining that she took a trip into town with Sunny and will be back later.<</if>> [[Head to dinner->September 6th- Dinner Check]]\ <<set $alicePrey.push({name: "Sadie", status: "fodder", details: "who you personally fed to her"})>>\ <</if>>

"Are you kidding me?" you growl, vainly thrashing against Betty and Cassidy's grip. "You seriously think you can<<if $eatenByAlice and !$tourMandy>>..." you start to say, trailing off as you remember your encounter with her the first day. She certainly //can// at least fit you in her stomach alongside Sadie. "Ugh, get off me!"<<else>> even fit me in there?" "She sure seems to think so, and I'm so glad //you're// the one we're testing with," Betty chuckles.<</if>> "I hope you didn't honestly think I'd //*urp*// forgive you so easily," Alice sneers. "But you're so pathetic that it's not hard to believe you did." "This is ridiculous, let me go!" you shout. Alice opens her mouth and pulls your hands in in response, your fingers dragging against the warm, slick surface of her tongue. "Alice, you bitch! I'm gonna make you pay for this!" Your protesting is useless, however. Betty and Cassidy have you completely locked down, and already your arms are disappearing down Alice's gullet, wrapped tight by the shifting flesh of her throat as you're dragged deeper and deeper. All you can do is glare at Alice as your face inches closer to her mouth, until your head, too, is swallowed into the dark confines of her body. "What the heck is going on out there?" you hear a muffled voice shout. "Can you just--huh? HEY!" Your hands start to push forward into Alice's stomach, immediately meeting some resistance as they brush against the slimy hair of her first prey. As you're forced down by a strong swallow from Alice, you inadvertently shove Sadie's head against the walls of her stomach. She lets out an outraged grunt and starts to squirm into a better position. "Are you kidding me!? Is that $name?" Sadie says, managing to grab your wrists to hold you back away from her. "You JERK! You... you big, awful, mean... ugh, you lied to me just to //feed me// to some girl! What kind of asshole--Aah!" Another swallow from Alice easily breaks Sadie's grip and forces your hands to slam down onto her again. It feels like they're pressed against her face now. "Ugh, you're just making everything even worse! You..! You know what?" Sadie growls. She pulls at your hands... and a moment later you feel the now-familiar sensation of a tongue licking at your fingers. With your head still stuck in Alice's throat, you're unable to voice any kind of protest. Alice swallows again, pushing past your chest, and so does Sadie, pulling your hands down into her throat. You squirm even harder against the hands holding you outside in pure desperation. "Ha! Looks like she's not a fan of having a roommate in there," Betty laughs, noticing the increasing urgency of your movements. "Aw, I feel like it would make it more fun though!" Cassidy chimes in. The two of them continue to feed you into Alice's mouth, their grip shifting lower on your body and starting to lift you up higher as her lips advance past your waist. Inside, Sadie is just as relentless, your face already crammed down into the tight embrace of a second throat. She's managed to position herself in a way where every time Alice swallows, you're pushed right into her mouth, almost like you're being squeezed down a single, extra long esophagus. You feel your hands push into Sadie's stomach while your thighs start to sink into Alice. Their combined efforts drag you deeper and deeper down the shifting tunnel of flesh, your arms soon curling up into the slimy embrace of Sadie's gut. Things become very tight very quickly and the pace of your descent slows, the pressure from Alice's stomach resisting her prey's growing belly squeezing in on you. Still, bit by bit you're forced deeper into the two girls, your body forcibly packed into Sadie's stomach. It isn't much longer before you feel your feet get pulled between Alice's lips and slide down her throat, sealing you away from the outside world. Your legs are dragged down by ripples of pressure flowing through the flesh surrounding them, only to be immediately swallowed up by yet another hungry mouth when they reach their destination. You can faintly feel Alice lean back as your feet slip out of her throat and down into Sadie's. "//*UUURrrrrrp*// Ahh, perfect..." Alice sighs. Her voice is extremely muffled, barely audible over the various groans and gurgles from not only her own stomach, but Sadie's as well. "A delicious appetizer fed to me by the main course... //*urp*// you're finally right where you belong, $name." "Damn, you really can fit them both..." you faintly hear Betty say. "But why does it look like--" "//*UUrrrp!*// Hah... hah... there..." Sadie huffs as the last of your body is squeezed down into her stomach. You're packed in tight, barely able to move with the intense pressure of being two stomachs deep. "Holy shit...!" Betty says, bursting out laughing. You feel a slight extra pressure push against your side. "Yeah, that first girl fucking ate her inside your gut!" "Ha! I knew something felt a little off. Incredible," Alice says, joining Betty in laughing. "What an absolutely //perfect// ending for her! Still destined to pad out my flawless body without even getting the honor of being //*urp*// digested by it..." "SADIE, you fucking //IDIOT!//" you shout, squirming as hard as you can against the tight grip of the walls kneading against you. "What the hell were you thinking!?" "Hey, shut up! I was //thinking// that you're an awful person that deserves to get digested!" Sadie says. You feel some slight movement rubbing against you, but you get the feeling she isn't able to move well enough to really interact with you. "Seriously, who feeds someone to a girl that //*urp*// doesn't even like them! You're disgusting!" "Yeah, sure, you can be mad, but how do you plan to get out of this now, dumbass? You doomed us both!" you growl, still thrashing against the walls as best you can in frustration. "Even if you can somehow fight well enough to upset her stomach like this, how do you expect to fit up her throat with me in here? We could have easily overpowered her if we were both struggling!" "O-Oh..." Sadie says, clearly only just now realizing the predicament. "I didn't... Ugh, this is still your fault! I never would have--" "//*UURRP!*// Mmm, Cassidy, you massage too," you faintly hear Alice say. You start to feel a slight, shifting pressure pushing in on you from either side, some of the belly rub Alice must be getting making it down to you. "I want to enjoy this..." You and Sadie keep bickering while Alice gets to delight in her oversized meal, each blaming the other for the current predicament. All the while you thrash against the walls of her stomach as well as you can, but you're already running out of steam. Fighting against the resistance of two stomachs is far too draining, and with the overly constricting embrace you're held in you don't feel like you're even making any progress. As the chamber starts to fill with acid and the gurgling sounds become so overwhelming that you can't even hear anyone outside anymore, you give up. You're completely exhausted, and even if it were possible to escape Sadie, you'd still have to overcome a second stomach that's already just as active. You give one last futile push to the flesh in front of you, then lean back and let yourself drift off into the churning of Sadie's gut. Sadie hugs her belly tight, unable to do much else in the tight embrace of Alice's heavily stretched stomach. She sighs to herself, tearing up a little as she thinks about the string of poor decisions that led her here. At least her prey finally stopped struggling, and she can take some solace in being able to digest the person that caused all this herself. The constant massage from outside manages to soothe her own gut as well, the slick walls rubbing gently against her stretched skin. She oddly feels almost comfortable as her consciousness starts to fade. Alice leans back against the courtyard bench with a look of bliss on her face, her massively distended gut hanging in front of her and pressing against her thighs. Her two lackeys rub and massage her softening flesh, the bulges outlining her stuffed prey slowly fading as digestion rounds out her belly. Before long, what remains of you is mixed with what Alice's stomach churned Sadie into, the two of you becoming an indistinguishable slurry of nutrients for the more dominant predator. A loud belch escapes Alice's lips, then she sinks even further back into the bench with a contented sigh, more satisfied than she could have imagined with how the end of her first week turned out. <<include "Life Lost">>

<<Time 17.5>>You make your way upstairs and head for the dining hall, crossing through the bridge over to Lampton instead of making the trek outside. Through the windows, you can see that the sky seems to have finally cleared up--just in time for the sun to be setting. You continue on through the halls and down into the cafeteria, finding it almost empty. Most people with the means probably went out into town instead of settling for dining hall food now that the weekend is here. Making your way over to the buffet line, you discover that the school is probably aware of this being a less popular day. There's an assortment of food in varying quantity that must have been leftovers that didn't get cooked earlier in the week: burgers, pizza, pasta, even some waffles. You put a few things that look good on your plate, then head for one of the many empty tables. Nearly having the whole place to yourself, you sit and enjoy the peaceful atmosphere while you eat your meal. You pass the time scrolling through your phone between bites, and wind up staying a fair bit longer than it took you to eat. But, <<if $day6SunnyHelpWithBetty>>you want to make sure you're at the dorm when Sunny gets back, so you get up and head for the door.<<elseif $tabletopMeetup>>you suddenly remember that you'd made plans with Leah and some of the girls in Tabletop Club for tonight, and it's nearly the time Nikki had said to be at her dorm. So, you get up from your seat and head upstairs, electing to go straight there.<<else>>before long, you decide you'd at least rather be in your dorm if you're just going to laze around for the night, so you get up and head for the door.<</if>> <<if $tabletopMeetup>>[[Head to Nikki's dorm->September 6th- Tabletop Hangout]]<<elseif ($samRel > 2) or $samMakeupPromise>>[[Return to your dorm->September 6th- Dinner: Run Into Sam]]<<else>>[[Return to your dorm->September 6th- Evening]]<</if>>

<<Time 18.25>>You make your way out into the courtyard, enjoying the evening atmosphere as you walk back to your dorm. The lights along the path start to flicker on as the sunlight gradually fades from the sky. As you head toward the door to Karbo, you notice Sam sitting at one of the benches. <<if $samMakeupPromise>>She spots you as well, and pretty much immediately gets up and comes over to you. "Hey $name, perfect timing!" she says with a grin. "I was just about to head out on the hunt, and I think I wanna cash in on that favor you owe me. You're gonna come with me and make sure everything goes smoothly, alright?" \ [[Sure thing->Evening- Hunt With Sam]] [[No way->Run into Sam- Eaten]]<<else>>She's alone and seems to be thinking about something. \ <<link "Go say hello">><<replace "#choice">>You change course slightly to head over to where she's sitting. "Hey Sam!" you say. "What are you up to?" "Oh, $name, good timing," she replies with a smirk. "I was just about to hunt for dinner. <<if $ateCassidy or $samAteCassidy>>Since you're here, why don't we go look for that other girl you were after. Betty, I think it was?<<else>>Not that I need the help, but, you wanna tag along? Maybe you'll get lucky and we'll find someone wimpy enough for you too.<</if>>" <<if $day6SunnyHelpWithBetty>>\ "Ah, sorry, I'd love to, but I already made plans for tonight," you reply.<<if $ateCassidy or $samAteCassidy>> You don't feel the need to specify that your plans are actually to do exactly that, just without her.<</if>> "Good luck though, hope you catch someone good!" "Yeah, alright, whatever..." she says, seeming a little disappointed. "I'll see you around then, if you manage not to get yourself eaten." She heads off toward the dining hall with a slight wave, clearly eager to get started with her search for prey. [[Continue on your way->September 6th- Evening]] <<else>>\ <<if $ateCassidy or $samAteCassidy>><<if $emmaInjured or ($emmaRel < 2)>>[[Absolutely->Hunt With Sam- Betty: Normal]]<<else>>[[Absolutely->Evening- Hunt With Sam: Betty]]<</if>><<else>>[[Sure!->Evening- Hunt With Sam]]<</if>> <<link "No thanks">><<replace "#hunt">><<if $ateCassidy or $samAteCassidy>>"Ooo, tempting, but I think I'll have to turn you down on that for tonight," you reply. "Good luck though, hope you catch someone good!"<<else>>"I don't know, this sounds like a good setup for you to eat me and say that's what you meant by 'tag along'," you tease. "Well that's not where I was going with it, but now that you mention it that //would// save me a lot of time," she says, grinning. "You offering?" "Afraid not," you reply, taking a slight step back as a precaution. "But for real, I think I'll have to sit this one out, sorry! Hope you catch someone good."<</if>> "Yeah, alright, whatever..." she says, seeming a little disappointed. "I'll see you around then, if you manage not to get yourself eaten." She heads off toward the dining hall with a slight wave, clearly eager to get started with her search for prey. [[Continue on your way->September 6th- Evening]]<</replace>><</link>><</if>><</replace>><</link>> [[Just continue on your way->September 6th- Evening]]<</if>>

<<if previous() is "September 6th- Dinner: Run Into Sam">>You continue on your way, heading into Karbo and through the halls back to your dorm.<<else>><<Time 18.25>>You head out into the courtyard, enjoying the evening atmosphere as you walk back to your dorm. The lights along the path start to flicker on as the sunlight gradually fades from the sky. You cross over to Karbo, making your way through the halls until you arrive at your door.<</if>> You unlock it and step inside, <<if $emmaInjured>>finding it empty<<if $emmaRel > 0>>, Emma presumably still out with Sunny<</if>><<else>>finding Emma already back and lounging on her bed<</if>>. <<if $day6SunnyHelpWithBetty>>\ "Hey again $name!" Emma says with a smile. "How was dinner?" "Pretty good, it was really quiet in the dining hall," you reply. "How did things go with<<if !$metSarah or !$metAlesha>>... Sarah and Alesha, was it<<else>> Sarah and Alesha<</if>>?" "Great, I got both of their roommates on board!" Emma says. "I think now I've officially done everything I can to spread the word, I'm just gonna relax until it's time to set things up tomorrow." "Hey, aren't you forgetting something?" you tease. "We have plans for tonight still, remember?" She looks confused for a moment, then purses her lips. "Oh... Um, but it's already pretty late, I doubt we'll be able to find her just out and around at this hour... plus, Sunny isn't even--" She's interrupted by a rapid knock at the door. "Guess who?" Sunny's voice snickers from the hall. You give Emma a smirk, then head over to let her in. "Hey Sunny!" "Hey hey!" she says, pointing finger guns at you and Emma. "Got the shopping squared away quick as I could. You guys ready for a good 'ol bully hunt?" "Absolutely! You've got perfect timing," you reply. "Of course I do," Sunny says, grinning and snapping her fingers. "Em, you all good?" "Um, yeah..." Emma says, fidgeting a little as she gets to her feet. "Let's go look for her then." Sunny glances at you, then back at Emma. "I know you're not big on random snacking, but isn't this girl a bully? What's up?" Emma shakes her head, then smiles. "No, you're right, Betty's been awful every time I've met her," she says. "I'm just not normally so... proactive, with something like this. I'm a little nervous, honestly," she explains with a slight chuckle. "Hey no worries, I get it. But that just makes this more important!" Sunny says. "At //this// school, you've gotta make it clear you shouldn't be messed with if you wanna last. I mean, you don't have to be //mean//, but if you always let a bully make the first move, you're gonna get a lot more girls thinking you're easy prey before long." "Right," Emma says with a nod. "Let's go." [[Go find Betty->September 6th- Hunt Betty with Sunny]]\ <<else>><<if $emmaInjured>>You head over to your bed and get comfortable, leaning back against the wall. You start to think about how you want to spend the rest of your night. Especially with the room all to yourself, it might be nice to just relax and take it easy. But, you noticed that without classes to worry about tomorrow there were still a decent number of people out and about at this hour. It could be a good opportunity to catch yourself a more filling meal...<<else>><<if $emmaRel > 0>><<if $day6Hunt1 != "none">>"Heya $name!" Emma says with a smile. "I was starting to get a little worried, haven't seen you since before lunch. How are you?" "Hey! I'm doing alright," you reply. "You?" "I'm doing great! I just got back from convincing Sarah and Alesha's roommate to come to the party,"<<else>>"Hey again $name!" Emma says with a smile. "How was dinner?" "Pretty good, it was really quiet in the dining hall," you reply. "How did things go with<<if !$metSarah or !$metAlesha>>... Sarah and Alesha, was it<<else>> Sarah and Alesha<</if>>?" "Great, I got both of their roommates on board!"<</if>> Emma says. "I think now I've officially done everything I can to spread the word, I'm just gonna relax until it's time to set things up tomorrow. Probably turn in early too... What about you?" You pause to think before answering, not actually sure what you want to do with the rest of the night yet. Though she said she was planning on just relaxing, an idea strikes you. It was clear earlier that, even though she's hesitant to do something about her herself, Betty is really getting under Emma's skin and could be a problem for her<<if $eatenByBetty>>... not to mention you'd still like to get back at her for what happened earlier in the week yourself<</if>>. Maybe you could convince her to go try and hunt her down together... Or, you could always just try to catch a more filling meal for yourself without her.<<else>>"<<if $day6Hunt1 != "none">>Oh h<<else>>H<</if>>ey $name," Emma says, seeming focused on something on her phone. "Hey," you reply, taking a seat on your own bed. After getting comfortable, you start to think about how you want to spend the rest of your night. It might be nice to just relax and take it easy for a while. But, you noticed that without classes to worry about tomorrow there were still a decent number of people out and about at this hour. It could be a good opportunity to catch yourself a more filling meal...<</if>><</if>> <<if !$emmaInjured and ($emmaRel > 0)>>[[Hunt down Betty with Emma->September 6th- Hunt Betty With Emma]] [[Go hunting for a meal by yourself->September 6th- Hunt 2]]<<else>>[[Go out on the hunt->September 6th- Hunt 2]]<</if>> [[Just relax in your dorm->September 6th- Night]]<</if>>

<<Time 18.25>>You hurry upstairs, heading to the end of the hallway by the bridge. Arriving at the door to Room L201, you pause for just a moment to mentally confirm you're at the right place, then knock. There's no response at first, but just as you're about to knock again the door swings open. "Ugh, finally, you're late," Nikki says, giving you a grumpy look. She turns and heads inside without another word. You pause for a moment outside with a slight frown, then sigh and follow her into the room. It's arranged a bit awkwardly, the bed on the left turned to lay horizontally instead, leaving only a small space to pass into the room between it and the one on the right. There's a TV facing the turned bed, however, and it does make for a much more comfortable setup for a group with the full length of the mattress available to sit on. Leah and Tara are already inside playing a match of <<if $leahHangout>>//Guts and Glory//<<else>>some fighting game<</if>> together. "$name's finally here," Nikki says, sitting down at the far end of the bed next to the wall. "Hopefully she's a little better..." "Hey guys, sorry I'm late!" you say, taking a seat next to Leah in the only open spot. "Hey $name! I was starting to get worried," Leah says with a nervous laugh. "Um, we're just teaching Tara how to play right now." <<if $leahHangout>>\ "Not that it's helping her at all," Nikki sneers. She watches the fight between Leah and Tara for a moment, then rolls her eyes and throws up a hand. "Come on, you should have countered that! Anemone has the easiest fucking counter timing in the game..." "S-Sorry, I'm still learning I don't even know how..." Tara mumbles. "Also hi $name I should have said that before I don't want to be rude so... um... sorry..." "It's, uh, it's okay, we'll practice for a bit. Here, you just hit B while moving toward the attack if you're trying to counter..." Leah says, showing Tara on the controller. Nikki is tapping her foot impatiently and you decide to try and keep her occupied while the other two play. "So, is your roommate cool with you reorganizing the room like this for tonight?" "What? Nah I didn't change it for you three, it's always like this," Nikki replies. "I ate my roommate day one. She was super annoying and having a single dorm seemed like it would be nice. And it is," she says with a smirk. "Ah... Well, this is a pretty good setup honestly," you say. On the screen, you watch as Leah's character, a fox girl wielding a fan, swallows Tara's, a white haired angel. The character's belly writhes as Tara mashes the button to escape, but her health reaches zero and the struggling fades out. Once her belly is still, the words "GUTTED" appear over the screen in stylized text, accompanied by a belch from Leah's character. "Oh... but, um, I think I'm really starting to get it! Thanks Leah!" Tara says. "Sorry I'm not the best teacher," Leah replies with a nervous laugh. "Finally!" Nikki says. "Tutorial's over then, no take backs. Hand over the controller, I wanna see if $name's worth my time." "Hey, no need to be so intense," you say, taking the controller that Leah offers you. "I've only played a little bit before." "Well don't cry when I mop the floor with you then," Nikki snickers. She chooses a character just seconds after getting the controller from Tara--a grinning cyan slimegirl. You sigh as you scroll through the selection screen yourself, already dreading the match ahead. It's obvious Nikki is very competitive, and she clearly just skipped straight to using her main. You know you don't stand a chance with just a couple hours of playing with Leah under your belt. "Um, Anemone is who you mostly used last time," Leah chimes in, noticing your hesitation. "Right..." you say, taking her advice and using the character you're familiar with.\ <<else>>\ "Oh perfect, I have no idea what this game is. I could use some pointers too," you say with a laugh. "Ugh, not you too..." Nikki grumbles. "Why did I even invite you guys if the AI can give me a better challenge." "If I remember right you said you wanted some people to 'cream' in person," you reply. "Isn't two newbies perfect then?" "You know actually, that's a good point!" Nikki laughs. "It's more fun when you're actually close to putting up a fight though." On the screen, you watch as Leah's character, a fox girl wielding a fan, swallows Tara's, a white haired angel. The character's belly writhes as Tara mashes the button to escape, but her health reaches zero and the struggling fades out. Once her belly is still, the words "GUTTED" appear over the screen in stylized text, accompanied by a belch from Leah's character. "Oh... but, um, I think I'm really starting to get it! Thanks Leah!" Tara says. "Okay good, finally, pass the controller to $name," Nikki says. "$name just use the same character and get right to it, even a baby could understand her kit. I don't want to spend much longer on giving a tutorial." Despite Nikki's insistence on just rolling with the character Tara had, Leah gives you a brief explanation of all the characters before starting the practice match. She also explains what the game actually is: //Guts and Glory//, a vore based fighting game created in response to an unusual lack of it in traditional fighting games. Then she gives you time to work out the controls, giving pointers and a quick rundown of general strategies. Nikki also chimes in with some 'help' while Leah teaches you, but it's usually so rushed and oddly aggressive that it's more confusing than anything. By the end of the match you've gotten a pretty good feel for the game, though even in laid back teaching mode Leah mopped the floor with you. "Okay got everything? Good, finally, give me your controller Leah," Nikki says. She chooses a character just seconds after the handoff--a grinning cyan slimegirl. "I'll see if she actually learned anything." You sigh as you scroll through the selection screen yourself, already dreading the match ahead. It's obvious Nikki is very competitive, and she clearly just skipped straight to using her main. You know you don't stand a chance having quite literally just learned how to play. Since it's the only one you have any familiarity with, you settle on just using the same character you'd been playing as.<</if>> Predictably, you get absolutely thrashed. In the first round, you barely even land a hit on her and spend most of the fight in her character's stomach, ultimately getting digested. You fare a little better in the next and feel like you're starting to figure her out, only for her to change tactics and start spamming some move where her character turns into a wave of slime and slides across the ground, becoming almost impossible to hit. You can't keep up and get overwhelmed; the match is a blowout. "Okay, that was pretty cheap at the end there..." you grumble. "But, good game! You really kicked my ass fair and square that first round." "Yeah, yeah, too easy. Don't make excuses just 'cause you got creamed," Nikki says with a grin. "Who's next? Loser hands off their controller." You pass your controller back to Leah, who manages to give Nikki a run for her money but ultimately loses in the third round. She passes it off to Tara, who predictably gets annihilated, and you don't fare much better when it comes back to you. Things play out pretty much the same on the next loop around. There's an uncomfortable atmosphere in the room rather than the fun game night you were expecting, Leah and Tara barely talking at this point. However, on her next go Leah manages to eke out a win against Nikki. She isn't the most gracious loser, as could be expected, and claims that Leah just got lucky, but does honor her own rules and passes the controller off to Tara. The mood quickly improves despite Leah being a similarly insurmountable opponent for you and Tara to face. Even Nikki joins in on the chatting that picks up without being a grump, making you hopeful she was actually humbled by her loss. Those hopes are dashed as soon as Leah beats her a second time. She snaps at her, complaining the character she used is bullshit, and passes the controller to Tara so aggressively she flinches. Leah handily wins the first round of her next match against Tara, but shortly into the second she glances over at you, then starts to play much more defensively. "Defensively" turns into "just plain bad" as both of them get lower on health, until she reaches the point where she's pretty much just standing still in front of Tara's character without attacking. Tara, of course, swallows her and wins with a digestion finisher, seeming genuinely excited to have won for once. Unfortunately... "What the fuck was that!?" Nikki shouts. "That was the most obvious throw I've ever seen, she didn't deserve that win!" "Sorry, I, um, I got distracted," Leah says with a shrug. She looks nervous. "It's Tara and $name's turn now." "Bullshit! She's gotta earn it if she wants to keep her spot. Give me the controller, you both lost." "Ugh, can you chill the fuck out?" you snap. "We're trying to have fun here. We know you're good, losing because you were messing around or giving other people a chance won't kill you." "Oh shut up, you're just mad 'cause you're trash!" Nikki shouts back. "And it's no wonder, if you're not giving it your all every match you'll never improve." You roll your eyes. "Weird that Leah beat you twice then, since she's nice enough to let Tara enjoy herself." Nikki clenches her fists. "She just got lucky, plus she keeps using a broken character. I can beat all of you, easily." She smirks. "You know what? I'll prove it. Let's do a tournament." "Fine by me, at least everyone will get a chance to play." "And a tourney's no fun without stakes, so..." Nikki says, looking straight at you with a grin. "Let's say winner gets to eat last place." Everyone is silent for a moment, then Tara speaks up. "Um, but doesn't Morgan have a rule against eating club members? And no matter who loses it would be a club member plus--" "Oh don't be a baby!" Nikki groans. "You wanted fun right? Everything's more fun with a bit of risk, and this way you chumps won't have an excuse to not take it seriously." "You know what? I'm in," you say, narrowing your eyes at her. "Well... alright then," Leah says, looking a little flustered. "Oh, uh, if everyone else is on board then I'd hate to be..." Tara mumbles, shifting in her seat with an intensely nervous look on her face. "...s-sure." "Perfect," Nikki says with a laugh. "Alright since you were talking smack $name, you and me are going first. Then Tara and Leah can fight, then you two losers," she gestures to you and Tara, "can work out who's gonna be a midnight snack before I kick Leah's butt." "You don't decide the second bracket ahead of time," you say flatly. "Yeah but you know that's how it's gonna go down," Nikki snickers. She naturally chooses the same slimegirl character she's been using all night as soon as the controller is passed off to her. "Just pick your character so we can get this over with." You sigh and scroll through the character select screen. After your first match, you'd swapped to another character on a whim, a yellow lizard girl in a bomber jacket named Mangra. You've been enjoying her and feel like you've gotten a pretty good handle on her moveset at this point, but you've also already lost to Nikki while using her multiple times. You pause on another character while considering switching it up--a witch named Maja. You remember Leah mentioned she was tricky to use, but the main ability her kit is built around hinders your opponent's mobility, which could be the perfect counter to how Nikki's been playing... [[Stick with what you know and choose Mangra->Tabletop Hangout- Win]] [[Risk mixing things up for the counterpick and choose Maja->Tabletop Hangout- Lose]]

<<set $day6HuntWithSam to "normal">><<set $samSidekick += 1>><<if $samMakeupPromise>>"Of course, I promised, didn't I?" you reply. <<if $day6SunnyHelpWithBetty>>You'd rather not upset her again, even if the timing is inconvenient for you. You send a quick text to Emma letting her know something came up and you'll have to postpone the hunt for Betty.<</if>> "Damn, I'm almost a little disappointed you're being cool about it," Sam says with a smirk. "I was ready to eat you for breaking //another// promise and call it a night." "Uh, right..." you say. "Still on the table if this doesn't go well," she chuckles. "How reassuring..." you reply. "So, uh, where were you thinking of searching?"<<else>>"Sure! I know you could really use the help," you tease. "Wouldn't want you to go hungry." "Ha! I'm just giving you the opportunity to watch a master at work," Sam says with a smirk. "If you're not careful with that sass I'll just have //you// for dinner, you know." "Oh you wish," you laugh. "Where were you thinking of searching?"<</if>> "I mean, here in the courtyard probably makes the most sense, right? Not much happening in the halls with class over, but people will be coming and going to dinner around now." "Yeah, seems smart to me!" you reply. "Might have some luck in Lampton too, but probably more chance of running into upperclassmen there." "//*Pfft*//, I don't care if they're upperclassmen, as long as they look like they'd make a good meal I'm going for it," Sam says as the two of you start to walk. <<if !$samMakeupPromise and ($analAteOlivia or $ateNicole)>>\ "Yeah fair enough, sophomores at least aren't nearly as tough as you'd think," you say with a smirk. Sam glances over at you with an eyebrow raised. "Oh yeah? What makes you say that?" "Well, it's only the first week and I've already <<if $analAteOlivia and $ateNicole>>eaten two<<else>>taken one down<</if>>," you reply, grinning. "It's almost a little dis--" "Ha, yeah right!" Sam cuts in. "No way you're that good already." "What? I'm being serious!" you say, your grin melting into a frown. "Uh-huh, sure," Sam says, shaking her head. "You know what? I think you're bluffing too then," you say. "You're just talking big to look cool." Sam stops and shoots you an annoyed look, your comment seeming to have struck a nerve. But then she smirks. "Alright then, let's settle this," she says. "We //will// go hunt in Lampton, find ourselves a pair of sophomores, and prove which one of us has what it takes." \ [[You're on->Hunt With Sam- Challenge]] <<link "Back down">><<replace "#challenge">>\ "Uh, no. I'm not all that hungry right now," you say sheepishly. "And I don't need to prove anything to you..." "Ha! I knew it," Sam says. "Let's get back to finding me a meal then."<</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><<set $samInfo10 to 1>><<set $samInfo6 to 1>><</link>>\ <<else>>\ <<if $samMakeupPromise>>"Hey, your funeral," you say with a shrug. "My promise of help does not extend to getting you out of a senior's gut."<<elseif $samInfo1 > 1>>"Well, not all of us have the protection of the school's top pred to fall back on if we bite off more than we can chew," you say, giving her a teasing nudge. "Hey, I wouldn't be worried either way..." Sam replies. She gets a somewhat grumpy look on her face. "I'm just messing with you," you assure her.<<else>>"Right, right, I forgot that you're too good of a predator to have any survival instincts," you say, giving her a teasing nudge. "Hey, there's nothing to worry about if you eat them first," Sam chuckles.<</if>>\ <<done>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</done>><<set $samInfo10 to 1>><<set $samInfo6 to 1>>\ <</if>>\ \ The two of you slowly make a loop around the courtyard, idly chatting while keeping your eyes peeled for potential prey. For a while things are quiet, the only other person you come across being a particularly tough looking girl heading to the dining hall from the gym. Even Sam had no interest in trying to deal with her without a good reason. As the evening air grows colder and night starts to settle in, you move towards the fountain to sit at one of the benches and keep watch for a while instead. "Oh hey, what about her?" you say, nodding at a girl coming out of the dining hall. She's a fairly tall girl with orange hair that you're pretty sure you recognize from one of your classes, though it's hard to tell for sure in the low light. Sam glances over at her for a moment. "Mmm nope, don't like redheads." "What?" you reply, giving her a confused look. She shrugs, smirking a little. "What?" "Why does being a redhead matter? You're eating them, you won't even see it for long." The girl seems to overhear your conversation and starts to move faster on her way towards Karbo. "Ha, it's weird, right? But I'm dead serious," Sam says. She smirks and pats her belly. "Not me personally that cares, it's my stomach--I've gotten really bad heartburn every time I've eaten one. No clue how that works, but I don't question it." "Huh..." is all you can say in response. Having passed up the opportunity, the two of you continue searching, getting up to pace around again after a while. A few large groups pass through, one coming from the dining hall but the others seemingly returning from a trip off campus. Sam insists she could get away with grabbing one even while they're grouped up, but says it isn't worth the hassle. Eventually, she spots someone coming out of Karbo and points her out to you. "There we go, that's the one," she says in a hushed tone. "Nice and filling. You go talk to her and I'll sneak up from behind..." You nod and the two of you split up, Sam taking a side path that will loop back around to the girl while you go to approach her directly. She's a bit taller than you, and clearly overweight: her gut sticks out a fair bit, with arms and legs thick enough to tell you she isn't just on the tail end of digesting someone. She has dark skin and black hair that falls down to her shoulders. "Hey, I'm $name!" you say, stopping in front of her and giving a quick wave. The girl blinks at you. "And? What do you want?" "Uh... just saying hello..." you say. You glance down, noticing that her shirt says: "Every time you mention my weight, the problem just gets worse" with the outline of a skull inside a stomach drawn below it. You clear your throat and take a slight step back. "What are you doing out here this late?" The girl crosses her arms and gives you an annoyed look. "Just out for a walk. Can you move? Or do I have to eat you?" You notice Sam creeping up behind her. "I don't think you'll be the one doing the eating." The girl scoffs. "Cute. You think you can--" She's cut off as Sam grabs her from behind and shoves her head into her mouth. The girl lets out a muffled yell and thrashes against her grip, but you rush in to assist in locking her down. Sam moves quickly despite her size, pulling in her shoulders then packing away the girl's sizeable chest in just a few swallows. Her belly gives her a bit of trouble, seeming to get stuck for a moment before slowly squeezing down her throat. Once it's on its way, you help Sam lift the hefty girl's legs up overhead, and the rest of her goes down easy. "//*UUuurrp!*// Ah, that hit the spot," Sam says with a sigh. She smacks the side of her heavily bloated gut. "I was getting //really// hungry after //*urp*// this took so long, a big girl like you was just what I needed.~" <<if $fat > 49>>She glances over at you and her eyes widen for a moment. "Uh, no offense $name..." You squint at her. "Why would I be--"<</if>> "Oh come on!" the girl inside her shouts, the bulges in Sam's stomach starting to shift with her struggling. "Ugh, at least eating me for it is a change of pace from the usual fat jokes..." "There you go, silver lining," Sam snickers. She waddles over to the nearest bench, dropping down to sit on it hard enough that it creaks under her weight. "Careful, that extra weight she was packing isn't just gonna disappear," you tease, taking a seat next to her. <<if $fat > 34>>"Trust me," you add, poking your own flabby gut with a slight frown.<</if>> <<if $samPrey.length > 1>>"After this week, I'm gonna //*urp*// have to spend some time at the gym anyways," she replies with a sigh, though she's grinning.<<else>>"I'll probably survive having to spend a little //*urp*// time at the gym," she replies.<</if>> "I'll need the extra help if I ever want some growth up top anyways..." "What do you mean?" Sam sighs. "For some reason whatever weight I gain from prey pretty much never ends up on my chest. Runs in the family, we call it the McKenn family curse..." "<<if $metMaeve>>Really? Maeve looked pretty impressive in that department." "Yeah, //now//. Way back when she was an A-cup, believe it or not, but when you eat like she does each little bit eventually adds up." "Holy shit..." "She's the real deal, $name," Sam chuckles.<<else>>Eh, big tits aren't everything<<if $samRel > 2>>. You look great with what you've got now," you say, smiling at her. "Heh, thanks."<<else>>," you say. She just shrugs at you.<</if>><</if>> The two of you keep chatting while the girl in Sam's stomach desperately tries to break free. Though her size and tacky shirt implied she was a competent predator, she proved to be lacking as prey. Sam barely seems bothered by her struggling, only giving her an occasional squeeze to keep her in line. Before long, her belly goes still and starts to soften, the two of you barely even noticing her prey's demise. As the conversation starts to wind down, you're reminded of Emma's party tomorrow. It's a little last minute, but you <<if $samMakeupPromise>>might be able to win a little more favor back with Sam by inviting her<<else>>still haven't gotten a chance to invite Sam yet<</if>>... \ <<link "Invite her">><<replace "#choice">>\ "Hey by the way, my roommate's throwing a big party for the freshmen tomorrow night! You're invited if you want to come," you say. <<if $samMeetEmma is "ate">>"By roommate do you mean the girl I tried to eat the other day?" she asks, pursing her lips. "Uh, yeah, that's the one..." you say with a nervous laugh. "I'll pass then, sorry, that would be super awkward." "Fair enough..."<<else>>"A party, huh?" she says, pursing her lips. Then she shrugs. "Eh, why not, I'll try to remember to go. Bet it'll be an easy place to grab a meal." "Great! It'll be in the lounge tomorrow night."<<set $week1PartySamInvited to true>><</if>> After a little longer, Sam pushes in on her belly with a curious look. Her hands easily sink into the surface, knocking some gas free in the process of her investigation. Satisfied that her prey is completely gone, she starts to push herself up off the bench. "Well, thanks for the help $name," she says, sloshing noises kicking up from her gut as she shifts onto her feet. "Think I'm gonna swing by and say hi to Maeve, then //*urp*// head back to my dorm for the night. I'll fall asleep if I sit out here too long." <<if $samMakeupPromise>><<set $samMakeupPromise to false>>"Does this mean my debt has been repaid?" you say as you stand up from the bench. "Yeah, yeah, you're off the hook," Sam says with a slight laugh. She smiles at you. "I do really appreciate you keeping your word this time."<<elseif ($samRel > 2) and (($day2HuntWithSam is "success") or $tourSam)>>"You're welcome, again," you tease as you stand up from the bench. "Honestly, where would you be without me." "Hey, why else would I keep you around if not to catch me food?" she replies with a smirk. "I'll see you around."<<else>>"No problem! Hope she was a satisfying meal," you reply, standing up from the bench. "Oh definitely," Sam says with a smirk, patting the top of her belly. "I'll see you around."<</if>><<if $samRel < 3>> <<if $samRel < 1>><<Sam 2>><<else>><<Sam 1>><</if>><</if>> The two of you part ways, Sam heading towards Lampton, moving slowly under the weight of her gut, while you head towards Karbo. It is getting pretty late, so you decide to follow her lead and turn in for the night. [[Head back to your dorm->September 6th- Night 2]]\ <<set $samPrey.push({name: "An overweight girl you never did get the name of", status: "?", details: "despite helping Sam eat her"})>><</replace>><</link>> <<link "Don't">><<replace "#choice">>\ You decide not to bring it up. Sam doesn't really strike you as much of a party girl, plus you can't see a world where she wouldn't eat someone if she did attend, and Emma wants to try and keep things safe.<<if $samMeetEmma != "none">> Not to mention that their last meeting didn't exactly go over well...<<elseif $sunnyInquiry1>> Not to mention that Sunny seemed to have some kind of issue with her when you brought up Sam the first time you met--better to avoid any potential drama.<</if>> After a little longer, Sam pushes in on her belly with a curious look. Her hands easily sink into the surface, knocking some gas free in the process of her investigation. Satisfied that her prey is completely gone, she starts to push herself up off the bench. "Well, thanks for the help $name," she says, sloshing noises kicking up from her gut as she shifts onto her feet. "Think I'm gonna swing by and say hi to Maeve, then //*urp*// head back to my dorm for the night. I'll fall asleep if I sit out here too long." <<if $samMakeupPromise>><<set $samMakeupPromise to false>>"Does this mean my debt has been repaid?" you say as you stand up from the bench. "Yeah, yeah, you're off the hook," Sam says with a slight laugh. She smiles at you. "I do really appreciate you keeping your word this time."<<elseif ($samRel > 2) and (($day2HuntWithSam is "success") or $tourSam)>>"You're welcome, again," you tease as you stand up from the bench. "Honestly, where would you be without me." "Hey, why else would I keep you around if not to catch me food?" she replies with a smirk. "I'll see you around."<<else>>"No problem! Hope she was a satisfying meal," you reply, standing up from the bench. "Oh definitely," Sam says with a smirk, patting the top of her belly. "I'll see you around."<</if>><<if $samRel < 3>> <<if $samRel < 1>><<Sam 2>><<else>><<Sam 1>><</if>><</if>> The two of you part ways, Sam heading towards Lampton, moving slowly under the weight of her gut, while you head towards Karbo. It is getting pretty late, so you decide to follow her lead and turn in for the night. [[Head back to your dorm->September 6th- Night 2]]\ <<set $samPrey.push({name: "An overweight girl you never did get the name of", status: "?", details: "despite helping Sam eat her"})>><</replace>><</link>>\ \ /*Note: I'm 99% sure the only mention of the McKenn family curse is when you're hunting for Cassidy, which should always lead to a different scene from this if you got it, and that's why there's currently no check to see if you already know about it in that conversation -Also currently $samMakeupPromise is just set to false to show you completed it since it probably won't be specifically referenced again, but I may need to change how I handle that*/

<<Time 18.5>><<set $karma -= 1>><<if $samRel > -3>><<set $samRel to -3>><</if>><<set $eatenBySamDay6 to true>><<set $predName to "Sam">><<set $predSS to 44>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "Hunt 2 Sam_PreyStruggle">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "Hunt 2 Sam(TEXT)">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "Hunt 2 Sam_Actions">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Hunt 2- Eaten By Sam: Escape">><<set _belowHalfCrush to false>><<set _acidTaunted to false>>\ <<if $day6SunnyHelpWithBetty>>"Ah, sorry, I'd love to, but I already made plans for tonight," you reply.<<else>>"Ah, does it have to be right now? It's not the best time for me..." you reply.<</if>> Sam immediately narrows her eyes, her mouth dropping flat. "Yeah, I knew I was dumb for thinking you might have been serious when you apologized before," she says, a harsh edge to her voice. "Of course you'd break this promise too." "Oh come on, I just don't have time right now!" you say. "I'll still help you, just not right this second." "You promised you'd help //whenever// I asked!" she snaps. Then her scowl becomes a menacing smirk. "You know I guess it's really alright though. This makes my hunt a whole lot easier." You raise an eyebrow, realizing what she means too late to react as she lunges forward and grabs you. "S-Sam wait!" you try to protest. She completely ignores you, not hesitating for a second as she pulls you forward and forces your head into her mouth. Her grip on your arms is painfully tight as she begins to swallow you down, practically cramming you into her throat as her lips advance down your neck and over your shoulders. You wriggle pathetically against the flesh around you in a useless attempt to avoid your fate. She moves quickly, pulling your chest into the warm confines of her body just seconds after she started. Getting a rough grip on your thighs, she hoists you up overhead to finish the job with the assistance of gravity. <<if $fat > 34>>She seems to stumble for a moment as she hefts up your weight, but she recovers quickly and you feel the disorienting sensation of her going on the move. A moment later a thump vibrates through her body as she sits down, continuing to pack you away. <</if>>Her throat ripples around you as you slide deeper and deeper into her body, your head soon pushing out into the wider chamber of her stomach. You flail your legs uselessly in protest as you're forced to curl up against the slimy walls. It doesn't take much longer before your feet vanish beyond her lips and slide down to join the rest of you. "//*UUUrrp!*// Thanks for the help," Sam snickers. She gives her gut a firm smack, hard enough for you to wince inside of her. "Really saved me a lot of time here." "Sam come on!" you shout. "I'm sorry, I'll help you catch someone, alright? Just spit me out!" "Not a chance!" she snaps back, squeezing you painfully tight for a moment. The walls relax then crash back in a few times just to make her irritation clear. "You bailed on me twice now, you //*URP*// deserve this! Besides, when you made the last promise you even agreed I could eat you if you turned me down." "I..." you start to say, trailing off as you remember that you //did// actually say that. A groan rocks through her stomach and snaps you back to attention. "Obviously I didn't actually mean that! Who would agree to be eaten!? I promise I'll help you catch //two// meals as a replacement if you let me out!" "Oh yeah 'cause your word is worth so much," Sam grumbles, pushing her hands in against the side of her gut. She seems to be trying to do her best to kickstart digestion, forcing the acid-slick walls to press tightly against you from the outside. "If you're that eager to make it up to me, just shut up and //*urp*// melt..."<<set $sceneAttack to 2>><<set $sceneDefense to 1>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "preyOptions">></div>

<<Time 17.5>>You make your way upstairs and head for the dining hall, crossing through the bridge instead of making the trek outside. Through the windows, you can see that the sky seems to have finally cleared up--just in time for the sun to be setting. As you're walking through Lampton, you hear a door swing open behind you. Before you can even turn your head to look, someone grabs you. "Gotcha... You and me need to have a little chat, bitch..." a strangely familiar voice grunts, dragging you backwards with a hand around your waist and mouth. <<link "Not good..!">> <<set _checkType to "prey">> <<set _baseline to 15>> <<set _modifier to 5>> <<include "voreCheck">> <<if _swallow>> <<goto [[Ambushed By Olivia- Anal By Olivia]]>> <<else>> <<set $stamina -= 15>> <<replace "#check">>\ You thrash against the girl's grip, letting out a muffled sound of outrage as you try to talk through the hand covering your mouth. She keeps a firm hold on you despite your resistance, dragging you into her dorm. She releases your mouth to close the door, giving you a moment to finally protest the assault. "What the fuck, get off me!" you shout. With her briefly weakened grip, you manage to make a little progress pulling your arms free. Thinking fast while you have the advantage, you stomp on one of her feet, breaking away while she recoils from the pain. "OW! Motherfucker!" the girl cries out. You turn around to face your assailant, finding yourself face to face with... Olivia, from way back at the start of the week. She looks furious, even after recovering from the blow to her foot. You also notice that she isn't wearing pants, just a tank top and underwear... "You're gonna pay extra for that..." she growls. "You think I was really gonna let you just go around embarrassing me? Come here!" "Excuse me!?" you say, ducking out of the way as she lunges toward you. "What the fuck are you talking about?" "Don't play dumb, some girl I've never met before knew all about that bit of fun me and Cherry had Monday... You think it's funny boasting about shoving some 'pathetic' sophomore up your butt?" she growls. "You know that ain't what happened!<<if $analByOlivia or $eatenByOlivia>> I'm gonna make sure I finish what I started this time!<</if>>" "What are you--hey!" you shout, dodging away from another attempt to grab you. This time you shove her back after your evasion, heading for the door while she catches herself on one of the beds. "You're crazy!" You rush out into the hall, more interested in remaining uneaten than finding out what's gotten her riled up. You don't remember telling anyone about that incident that would be spreading it around like that, certainly not in the boastful way she apparently heard it, but there's no time to worry about that now. The sound of footsteps behind you tells you that she's giving chase, so you keep running, hurrying down the stairs into the dining hall. Unfortunately it's pretty much empty right now, so there's not much chance of her losing track of you. Still hearing her behind you at least as far as the top of the stairs, you rush straight out into the courtyard without looking back. There, you finally pause to catch your breath, and see that Olivia seems to have given up. @@color:yellowgreen;You managed to escape.@@ A bit shaken by the sudden encounter, but still hungry, you take a quick walk around the courtyard to kill some time and make sure she's really gone before returning to the dining hall. You don't see her anywhere when you peek in the door, so you decide the coast is clear and head inside. Making your way over to the buffet line, you discover that the school is probably aware of this being a less popular day. There's an assortment of food in varying quantity that must have been leftovers that didn't get cooked earlier in the week: burgers, pizza, pasta, even some waffles. You put a few things that look good on your plate, then head for one of the many empty tables. Nearly having the whole place to yourself, you sit and enjoy the peaceful atmosphere while you eat your meal. You pass the time scrolling through your phone between bites, and wind up staying a fair bit longer than it took you to eat. But, <<if $day6SunnyHelpWithBetty>>you want to make sure you're at the dorm when Sunny gets back, so you get up and head for the door.<<elseif $tabletopMeetup>>you suddenly remember that you'd made plans with Leah and some of the girls in Tabletop Club for tonight, and it's nearly the time Nikki had said to be at her dorm. So, you get up from your seat and head upstairs, electing to go straight there.<<else>>before long, you decide you'd at least rather be in your dorm if you're just going to laze around for the night, so you get up and head for the door.<</if>> <<if $tabletopMeetup>>[[Head to Nikki's dorm->September 6th- Tabletop Hangout]]<<elseif ($samRel > 2) or $samMakeupPromise>>[[Return to your dorm->September 6th- Dinner: Run Into Sam]]<<else>>[[Return to your dorm->September 6th- Evening]]<</if>> <</replace>> <</if>> <</link>>

<<Time 17.5>>You make your way upstairs and head for the dining hall, crossing through the bridge instead of making the trek outside. Through the windows, you can see that the sky seems to have finally cleared up--just in time for the sun to be setting. As you're walking through Lampton, you hear the sound of a door opening behind you. Instinctively looking back, you see a girl in dark clothes with asymmetric hair and a nose piercing. As you look her over, you notice her looking back at you, clearly deep in thought. You're about to speed up to stay out of reach of what is clearly an upperclassman when you hear her call out. "Hey, you're $name, right?" she asks, not stopping as she follows behind you. "You got a second?" \ <<link "See what she wants">><<set $preyName to "fool">><<goto [[Ambushed By Olivia- Eaten By Olivia]] >><</link>> <<link "Run away">> <<set _checkType to "prey">> <<set _baseline to 16>> <<set _modifier to 4>> <<include "voreCheck">> <<if _swallow>> <<goto [[Ambushed By Olivia- Eaten By Olivia]]>> <<else>> <<set $stamina -= 12>> <<replace "#choice">>\ You don't like this. An upperclassman calling out to you in the middle of the hall sounds like nothing but trouble, and you don't care to find out exactly how she knows your name. You bolt away without looking back, trying to put as much distance between the two of you as possible. Behind you, the sound of footsteps tells you that she isn't letting you go that easily. "HEY! Wait god damn it!" You keep running, hurrying down the stairs into the dining hall. Unfortunately it's pretty much empty right now, so there's not much chance of her losing track of you. Still hearing her behind you at least as far as the top of the stairs, you rush straight out into the courtyard without looking back. There, you finally pause to catch your breath, and see that whoever it was seems to have given up. @@color:yellowgreen;You managed to escape.@@ A bit shaken by the sudden encounter, but still hungry, you take a quick walk around the courtyard to kill some time and make sure she's gone before returning to the dining hall. You don't see the girl anywhere when you peek in the door, so you decide the coast is clear and head inside. Making your way over to the buffet line, you discover that the school is probably aware of this being a less popular day. There's an assortment of food in varying quantity that must have been leftovers that didn't get cooked earlier in the week: burgers, pizza, pasta, even some waffles. You put a few things that look good on your plate, then head for one of the many empty tables. Nearly having the whole place to yourself, you sit and enjoy the peaceful atmosphere while you eat your meal. You pass the time scrolling through your phone between bites, and wind up staying a fair bit longer than it took you to eat. But, <<if $day6SunnyHelpWithBetty>>you want to make sure you're at the dorm when Sunny gets back, so you get up and head for the door.<<elseif $tabletopMeetup>>you suddenly remember that you'd made plans with Leah and some of the girls in Tabletop Club for tonight, and it's nearly the time Nikki had said to be at her dorm. So, you get up from your seat and head upstairs, electing to go straight there.<<else>>before long, you decide you'd at least rather be in your dorm if you're just going to laze around for the night, so you get up and head for the door.<</if>> <<if $tabletopMeetup>>[[Head to Nikki's dorm->September 6th- Tabletop Hangout]]<<elseif ($samRel > 2) or $samMakeupPromise>>[[Return to your dorm->September 6th- Dinner: Run Into Sam]]<<else>>[[Return to your dorm->September 6th- Evening]]<</if>>\ <</replace>> <</if>> <</link>>

<<set $eatenByOliviaMalloryAmbush to true>><<set $predName to "Olivia">><<set $predSS to 48>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "Olivia Ambush Oral_PreyStruggle">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "Olivia Ambush Oral(TEXT)">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "Olivia Ambush Oral_Actions">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Ambushed By Olivia- Eaten By Olivia: Escape">><<set _plead to false>>\ <<if $preyName is "fool">><<set $preyName to "!ERR:setPreyName">>"Yeah, that's me," you respond, coming to a stop. Getting a better look at her as she approaches, you're certain that the two of you have never met before. "Can I... help you?" "Oh definitely! I've been hearing a lot about you," she says with a smile, stopping right in front of you. Now that she's closer, you can see that she's nearly a head taller than you. "Don't worry, this'll just take a second." You barely have time to notice her licking her lips before she pins your arms at your sides, her mouth opening wide as she leans forward, quickly enveloping your head. She pauses only to take a deep breath before swallowing, pulling you into the tight confines of her throat.\ <<else>>You don't like this. An upperclassman calling out to you in the middle of the hall sounds like nothing but trouble, and you don't care to find out exactly how she knows your name. You bolt away without looking back, trying to put as much distance between the two of you as possible. But before you can get far, a hand grabs the collar of your shirt, knocking you off balance and giving her the opportunity to solidify her grip. "I'm going to assume... that was a yes," you hear her pant behind you. You look up just in time to see her open mouth descend on you, enveloping you in a hot, wet darkness. @@color:orange;You've been overpowered.@@<</if>> As your shoulders are pulled into her mouth, locking your arms at your sides, your feet are lifted off the ground. You feel her hands wandering down to your hips, slowly feeding you up into her as your legs begin to flail in the air. While your blind kicks connect with her a couple times as she inches down your body, they seem largely ineffective, and soon enough she tilts her head up, giving your legs a straight path down her throat. With long, steady swallows, you sink down into the girl's body. She stops only to remove your shoes, then, with a final gulp, sends the last of you down toward her stomach. A large belch echoes around you as you settle into place, your predator proudly tapping her chest in victory. "Phew! I was hoping I'd be able to //*urp*// run into you! You should recognize where you are, right?" the girl taunts, lightly pressing in against your head. "After all, you got out of my stomach before, right?" "I... What?" You find yourself at a loss for words, confident you've never seen this girl before. "But..! I've never seen you before in my life!" "Whaaaat? No way!" she responds, her voice dropping with sarcasm. "Olivia? You masterfully escaped from inside me during the Monday Massacre, remember? Completely ruined the start of my semester?" "I-I didn't! I swear I don't know you! If this is some sort of--" You're interrupted as the walls around you crush in. "Oh really? Then I //*urp*// guess you shouldn't have been going around bragging about it huh?" she grunts, pushing in painfully hard. "I have no idea what your talking about!" "Hey, there's no need to lie anymore. I'm just making sure there's actually a bit of truth to what you've been telling people. I don't think you'll like how my version ends though." You don't know how this story about you "bragging" got to her, but it's clear that Olivia believes it enough to take her frustrations out on you. You need to get out of here!<<set $sceneAttack to 2>><<set $sceneDefense to 2>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "preyOptions">></div>

<<if _plead>> <<set _plead to false>> /* This is an experimental setup- the message for the player getting damaged includes a choice and sets plead to true. That message should trigger before an action is selected for Olivia on the turn its happens, and this block will have her action for the turn just be unsetting the temp variable. Then her "real" action will be triggered by the links in the choice the player is given */ <<elseif $turn is 1>> <<set $predAction to "crush">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Honestly, what a dumb fucking idea at this of all schools," Olivia says, wrapping her arms around her belly. She squeezes in //hard//, grinding the stomach walls against you as she gives her gut a painfully tight hug. "Were you just hoping there wasn't //*urrrp*// anyone named Olivia at the school? Idiot. There will be at least one less $name soon though..." <</append>> <<elseif $progress > 2>> <<if $counter is 0>> <<set $counter += 1>> <<set $predAction to "crush">> <<set _predActionIntensity to 2>> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> Olivia's stomach groans around you, clearly upset by your near escape. While her breathing is ragged from swallowing you back down, it's starting to steady out. You feel Olivia start to move, turning around. Before you can wonder what she's doing, however, you feel something hard and flat press into your back, crushing you tight within the upperclassman's gut. You realize in an instant she's pressing her stomach against the wall with all the force she can muster, trying to finish you off. "You know, I'm trying to be fucking nice and //*URRRRrrrrp*// finish you off quickly. The least a dumb bitch like you can do is take the hint and melt already," she spits at you, pushing even harder. <</append>> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "crush">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <</if>> <<elseif $lastAction is "strong">> <<set $predAction to "crush">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> The walls suddenly crush down around you. The intense pressure comes at you from every side, Olivia clearly squeezing with all four limbs. "No you //*urrrp*// don't," she spits out, clearly straining from the exertion. "Settle the //*urp*// fuck down, or I'll break you before the acid has a chance to..." <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 2>> <<set $predAction to "crush">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <<elseif $lastAction is "brace">> <<set $predAction to "shake">> <<set $braced to false>> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> As you brace against the crushing walls, you feel Olivia's hands slide down beneath you. Before you have a chance to realize what she's planning, she begins to vigorously shake her stomach from below<<if $acidStage > 0>>, stirring the built up acid into a frenzy<</if>>. Your limbs buckle at the sudden motion, slipping from the surrounding walls and getting pressed back against your chest. "There we go, back where //*Urrp*// food like you you belongs," she taunts, her bouncing slowing as you settle back into place.<<if $acidStage > 0>> Her stomach acid continues to splash around for a while, and a sour groan briefly rumbles through the walls, her body clearly not entirely pleased with all the movement.<</if>> <</append>> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "massage">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <</if>>

<<set _roll to random(1,20)>> <<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "strong">> <<if _roll > 8>> <<append "#digestion">> Refusing to be made into a meal because of such a ridiculous fake rumour, you start to lash out at the walls of Olivia's stomach as hard as you can. You push, and kick, and shift your weight around relentlessly, doing anything you can think of to upset her stomach. You feel her clutch her stomach, clearly being affected by the onslaught. "I can't believe you're so gullible you really believe whatever bullshit story someone told you about me! Spit me out!" you roar. "//Now!//" <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<case "damaged">> <<if $healthThreshold is 2>> <<set _plead to true>> <<append "#digestion">> Olivia's stomach is really starting to get to you, the walls ceaselessly grinding against you and her acid stinging your skin. @@color:red;You aren't sure how much longer you can last.@@ Olivia is clearly determined to make sure that you pay for "humiliating" her. Maybe there's something you can say to convince her that you didn't start whatever rumor she's heard... <</append>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <<replace "#special">> <<link "Plead with her">> <<append "#digestion">> "Come on! I swear I have no idea what you're talking about!" you shout, halting your struggles as you desperately try to tell Olivia the truth. "If I was going to lie about something, why wouldn't I say I digested an upperclassman? Just saying I escaped you doesn't make me sound impressive!" For a moment, you sit there in near silence, the ambient sounds of Olivia's body as it tries to break you down the only response you get. Until all at once Olivia presses in as hard as she can, crushing in tight as her stomach seizes on the opportunity to force you into a tighter position and limit your movement. "//*UUUURRRRRrrrp*!// Ahhhh," Olivia sighs in relief, giving a condescending pat to the bulge your head is making. "You know, maybe you //*urp*// have a point. But do you really think I'm going to let you out at this point? Dinner tonight is either you or whatever crap they're serving in the cafeteria, and you're already in my stomach." "Y-You can't be serious..." you mumble. "Oh please, like everyone here hasn't digested someone for shittier reasons." <</append>> <<if ($turn is 3) or ($turn is 6) or ($turn is 9)>> <<include $sceneDigestionLink>> <<else>> <<append "#digestion">> <<set $predAction to "crush">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <</append>> <</if>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <</link>> <<link "Focus on Escaping">> <<append "#digestion">> It's abundantly clear that Olivia does not care about anything you have to say at this point. Right now, you just need to focus on escaping rather than wasting breath on pleading with her. <</append>> <<if ($turn is 3) or ($turn is 6) or ($turn is 9)>> <<include $sceneDigestionLink>> <<else>> <<append "#digestion">> <<set $predAction to "massage">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <</append>> <</if>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <</link>> <</replace>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<case "progress">> <<if $progress is 3>> <<append "#digestion">> Olivia's stomach lurches under your efforts, and to your relief your head pushes up and into her throat. But mid-ascent, you come to a sudden stop. You try to push forward, wriggling your body and pushing with your legs still trapped inside her stomach. Unfortunately your efforts are in vain, Olivia recovering before you can even get your head back into her mouth. A strong swallow sends you back down into the depths of her stomach, a light splash from the acid sending a burp up Olivia's throat. "Nice... try..." Olivia pants, clearly exhausted. "Like hell I'm going going to //*urp*//... let you actually escape me. Just accept you're a goner." @@color:lime;Keep it up, she can't hold out much longer!@@ <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<default>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</switch>>

<<Time 18>>You push and kick and shove against the walls of Olivia's stomach with all your might, refusing to get digested over something you didn't even do. The flesh surrounding you starts to shudder and writhe in odd ways, spurring you on to push even harder. You feel Olivia wrap her arms around her belly. "No way..." she grumbles. Come on, just stay down you--" She's cut off mid-sentence as one lucky push manages to find the entrance to her throat, and your arm thrusts up into her esophagus. The walls clamp down hard around you as she gasps from the intrusion, her stomach having had enough and quickly starting to force the rest of you out. You're pushed back and forth by competing waves of pressure as she desperately tries to swallow you back down, the crushing tightness of her stomach becoming increasingly painful as it works to overcome her stubborn resistance. After what feels like a full minute of being constricted by her throat, your hand manages to inch its way up into her mouth and she finally accepts defeat. Without her fighting back, it takes just seconds for the rest of your body to surge out of her stomach and into the cool outside air. The tile floor feels freezing compared to the warm flesh you'd been wrapped in for so long. <<if $turn < 3>>You take a deep breath of fresh air, quickly pushing yourself up off the ground. Your trip inside of her has left you completely coated in digestive fluids, but otherwise you don't feel much worse for wear.<<elseif $turn < 8>>You cough, your arms trembling a little as you push yourself up off the ground. Your whole body feels stiff after being packed into her gut for so long. A draft in the air makes it clear that you didn't escape completely unscathed, your shirt so full of holes that it's barely hanging on and your <<if ($outfit is "light") or ($outfit is "uniform")>>skirt<<else>>shorts<</if>> completely gone, whatever's left of <<if ($outfit is "light") or ($outfit is "uniform")>>it<<else>>them<</if>> likely still stewing in her gut.<<else>>You cough and sputter, staying on the ground for a while as you let your body recover a bit from the ordeal. Your arms tremble a little when you finally push yourself up, your whole body feeling stiff after being packed into her gut for so long. A draft in the air makes it clear that you've been stripped completely naked by her stomach, your bare skin completely coated in digestive fluids.<</if>> Getting back on your feet, you glare over at Olivia. "I guess<<if $turn > 7>>...<</if>> whatever story you heard<<if $turn > 7>>...<</if>> isn't entirely bullshit anymore..." you say, daring to taunt her. "Fuck you..." Olivia grumbles, clutching her stomach and coughing, clearly still recovering from your prolonged escape. "I'll..! Ugh, at least tell the real version now then..." Ready to be done with this strange situation, and eager to <<if $turn < 8>>get clothed again<<else>>get cleaned off<</if>>, you <<if $turn < 8>>trudge<<else>>hurry<</if>> down the hall toward the bridge to return to your dorm. <<include "playerPreyEscape">>[[Get cleaned up->Ambushed By Olivia- Recovery]]

<<set $analByOliviaMalloryAmbush to true>><<set $predName to "Olivia">><<set $predAnalProficiency to 2>><<set $analNonFatal to false>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "Olivia Ambush Anal_PreyStruggle">><<set $analEscapeLink to "Ambushed By Olivia- Anal By Olivia: Escape 1">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "Olivia Ambush Anal_Actions">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Olivia Ambush Anal- Pulled In">><<set $depth to 3>><<set $predAnalStrain to 0>><<set $analFacing to 1>>\ You thrash against the girl's grip, letting out a muffled sound of outrage as you try to talk through the hand covering your mouth. She keeps a firm hold on you despite your resistance, dragging you into her dorm. She releases your mouth to close the door, giving you a moment to finally protest the assault. "What the fuck, get off me!" you shout. With her briefly weakened grip, you manage to make a little progress pulling your arms free. Thinking fast while you have the advantage, you stomp on one of her feet, breaking away while she recoils from the pain. "OW! Motherfucker!" the girl cries out. You turn around to face your assailant, finding yourself face to face with... Olivia, from way back at the start of the week. She looks furious, even after recovering from the blow to her foot. You also notice that she isn't wearing pants, just a tank top and underwear... "You're gonna pay extra for that..." she growls. "You think I was really gonna let you just go around embarrassing me? Come here!" "Excuse me!?" you shout. She lunges at you and you attempt to duck out of the way, but you're too slow to avoid her. @@color:orange;You have been overpowered.@@ You're thrown to the ground, landing on your back right next to a recently discarded pair of shorts. You groan and start to sit up, being met with the sight of a grinning Olivia pulling off her panties. "You can't be--" You're cut off as she throws her underwear directly onto your face. You quickly pull it off in disgust, but in that brief moment of distraction Olivia makes her move. She roughly pulls off your shoes, then you feel one of your feet get pushed into somewhere warm and tight. She looms over you, crouched down with her legs spread wide. One of her arms pins you to the ground, while the other guides your free leg to join the first... lodged ankle-deep in her ass. "Get... off..!" you shout, trying to push her away. Her internal muscles keep your foot held tight, and she's pretty quickly able to wrestle the other one in to join it. "This is disgusting! <<if $eatenByOlivia or $analByOlivia>>Are you this mad I got away last time?<<else>>What are you so mad about?<</if>>" You're nearly able to push her off, but with her other arm free she shifts her hold on you, grabbing your wrists tight. "Don't play dumb..." she grunts, dragging your legs deeper into her. "Some girl I've never met before knew //all// about that bit of fun me and Cherry had Monday... You think it's funny boasting about shoving some 'pathetic' sophomore up your butt?" "I don't know what you're talking about!" you say. You keep trying to push her away, or pull your legs free, but with your arms incapacitated and your legs gripped by her rectum she has you hopelessly pinned. Slowly but surely, she's dragging your body into her ass--already you can see her abdomen starting to bulge out. "Shut up!" she growls. A strong tug drags your legs deeper, the tough walls of her intestines sliding against your skin. You can feel that her anus is starting to advance down your thighs. "I am //not// gonna get a reputation as the girl who crawled up some freshman's ass just 'cause I went along with Cherry's dumb plan!" "<<if $eatenByOlivia or $analByOlivia>>Trust me, I don't want to remember that morning any more than you do! I didn't tell anyone!"<<else>>Seriously, I didn't tell anyone!<</if>>" you protest. You legitimately can't remember mentioning anything about the incident to anyone that would have spread it around, certainly not in the boastful way Olivia seems to have heard. She just scowls down at you, pulling your hips into her body with a grunt. "<<if $eatenByOlivia or $analByOlivia>>I'm gonna finish things right this time, bitch, don't you worry...<<else>>You might not be able to back up your bullshit, but I'll show you how it's really done...<</if>>" she says with a sadistic smile. She leans back, starting to pant a little, and pulls your arms down to her rear, slipping your fingers through her sphincter. "Ugh, you're crazy! Let me go!" you shout. "Shut up and get where you belong..." she grunts, starting to pull you in much faster now that your arms have been pinned.<<if $playerSize > 5>> "Why do you have to be such a fatass..." she adds, seeming to be struggling a little to deal with your size.<</if>> You can feel the warm, constricting embrace of her intestines advancing up your stomach, intense waves of pressure dragging you deeper and deeper. The angle your body has been forced into to accommodate your entry is incredibly uncomfortable, though its starting to alleviate as your head draws nearer to her ass. You can't even see her face anymore over her belly as it bulges out from your intrusion. Though you try to squirm and wriggle free, there's nothing you can do to overcome the sophomore's relentless efforts. <<if $breastSize > 34>>She struggles slightly getting your breasts in, but before<<else>>Before<</if>> long, only your head remains outside, sandwiched by her ass cheeks. "Please, don't do this!" you shout, your words slurred a little by your current position. "I didn't--!" Olivia plants one of her hands on your head. "Get... in..!" she grunts, pushing down and squeezing with her inner muscles at the same time. Your head disappears into her rectum with an uncomfortable wet sound, her sphincter quickly sealing you inside. "Haah... there..." You feel her gently massage her belly from the outside as she continues to pull you deeper. Every inch of you is wrapped tight by the slick flesh of her intestines, helplessly dragged deeper and deeper into her digestive tract. By the time she finally stops to rest, the walls have gotten smoother and ever so slightly tighter--you're pretty sure you've been forced all the way into her small intestine. You're jolted to attention by a hard smack from outside. "Alright bitch, let's have some fun...~" Olivia says.<<set $sceneDefense to 0>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "analPreyOptions">></div>

<<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "in">> <<if !_firstIn and _firstPullIn>> <<set _firstIn to true>> <<append "#digestion">> At this point it's clear that she's just toying with you and intends to keep sliding you around her intestines for who knows how long. While it could be dangerous, you like your odds of managing an escape from her stomach much better than your current overly restricting confines, so you start to try and work your way deeper into her. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericAnalPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<default>> <<include "genericAnalPreyStruggle">> <</switch>>

<<if ($stamina <= 0) or ($progress > 1)>> <<set $predAction to "in">> <<elseif $depth < 4>> <<set $predAction to "in">> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "out">> <</if>> <<if ($stamina <= 0) and ($counter is 0)>> <<set $counter += 1>> <<set _firstPullIn to true>>/*prevents other special messages that wouldn't make much sense after this from triggering*/ <<set _oliviaExhausted to true>> <<set $depth += 1>> <<set $predAnalStrain += 1>> <<append "#digestion">> "Aw, all out of steam already? Shame, I was having fun~" Olivia says with a laugh. You feel her briefly run her hands along her belly, then she gives it a hard smack. "Alright then bitch, guess it's time to finish this..." The <<if $depth < 3>>tough<<else>>smooth<</if>> walls firmly press in on you, easily starting to drag your exhausted form deeper into her guts. <</append>> <<elseif ($predAnalStrain > 17) and !_oliviaExhausted>> <<set _oliviaExhausted to true>> <<set $counter += 1>> <<set _firstPullIn to true>> <<append "#digestion">> You can feel Olivia's breathing starting to get heavy, and she seems to be leaning back more than before. "Alright... I think that's enough fun..." she says, gently massaging her belly. <</append>> <<include "standardAnalPreyOutcome">> <<include "genericAnalPreyMessages">> <<elseif $predAction is "in">> <<if ($analByOlivia or $eatenByOlivia) and ($depth is 1) and !_vengefulPull>> <<set _vengefulPull to true>> <<set $depth += 1>> <<set $predAnalStrain += 5>> <<append "#digestion">> The walls of her colon suddenly clamp down //hard//, completely overpowering you. You can feel Olivia clutching her belly from outside as intense, stuttered waves of pressure force you deeper into her intestines. It feels like she's even thrusting her hips to try and assist rather than just using her internal muscles. "Get... back... in..!" she grunts. You can feel her breathing heavily when she finally stops. "No way am I letting you go again..." <</append>> <<elseif !_firstPullIn>> <<set _firstPullIn to true>> <<include "standardAnalPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $lastAction is "in">>"Ha, that's right, get back in there," Olivia says, patting her belly. "We're not even close to done yet.~"<<else>>"Where do you think you're going?" Olivia says with a little laugh, pressing in gently on her belly.<</if>> You feel the walls squeeze in tight, crushing you for a moment before waves of pressure start to ripple through the slick flesh. She's trying to drag you in the opposite direction now, deeper into her guts and closer to her stomach. <<if $lastAction is "in">>Her efforts assist yours, and you're easily able to wriggle your way deeper in.<<elseif $lastAction is "brace">><<if $success is 0>>You push out against the flesh surrounding you, managing to maintain your position despite her efforts. She grunts and smacks you through her belly in irritation.<<else>>You try to push out against the walls to maintain your position, but you're helpless to overcome her with your awkward positioning, feeling yourself start to slide deeper.<</if>><<elseif $lastAction is "out">><<if $success is 2>>Despite your efforts to crawl back towards the exit, you're easily overpowered by her muscles and feel yourself start to slide deeper instead.<<elseif $success is 1>>You do your best to keep crawling towards the exit despite her efforts, not making much progress but managing to resist being pulled any deeper.<<else>>Despite her efforts, you're able to fight through the pressure and continue to crawl further out towards the exit.<</if>><</if>> <</append>> <<else>> <<include "standardAnalPreyOutcome">> <<include "genericAnalPreyMessages">> <</if>> <<elseif $predAction is "out">> <<if !_firstPushOut>> <<set _firstPushOut to true>> <<include "standardAnalPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $lastAction is "in">>"You know you're heading //toward// my stomach, right idiot?" Olivia laughs, running a hand along her belly and giving it a condescending pat. "Lucky for you, I wanna have some fun before I finish you off..."<<else>>"<<if $analByOlivia>>Is it just like you remembered it in there?<<else>>How do you like it in there, bitch?<</if>>" Olivia snickers, giving her belly a condescending pat. "It's disgusting, get me out you psycho!" you shout, your words slurred a bit by the tight grip of the walls. "Hell no, this is what happens when you talk shit!" she shouts back, smacking her belly. "But don't worry, you're not getting digested yet. I wanna have some fun first.~"<</if>> The slick walls clamp down tight around you as she clenches her muscles. But then, you feel them start to squeeze you... back out. A shifting pressure pushes you forward, trying to force you back down into her large intestine. <<if $lastAction is "out">>Combined with the effort you were already making, you easily shift back towards freedom.<<elseif $lastAction is "brace">><<if $success is 1>>She easily overpowers your attempts to remain anchored, and you feel yourself sliding further out<<else>>However, she's unable to overcome the defensive position you worked yourself into and you remain pretty much exactly where you were.<</if>><<elseif $lastAction is "in">>Not liking what she seems to have planned, you keep trying to wriggle deeper in instead, <<if $success is 2>>but her muscles easily overpower you and you feel yourself starting to slide forward.<<elseif $success is 1>>managing to at least reach a stalemate and remain where you are.<<else>>somehow managing to overcome her own efforts and slowly slip further into her.<</if>><</if>> <</append>> <<else>> <<include "standardAnalPreyOutcome">> <<include "genericAnalPreyMessages">> <</if>> <<else>> <<include "standardAnalPreyOutcome">> <<include "genericAnalPreyMessages">> <</if>>

<<set $predSS to 35>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "Olivia Ambush Anal Pulled In_PreyStruggle">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "Olivia Ambush Anal Pulled In(TEXT)">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "Olivia Ambush Anal Pulled In_Actions">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Ambushed By Olivia- Anal By Olivia: Escape 2">>\ <<if $analWillingIntoStomach>>You shift and wriggle through the plush, slimy walls of Olivia's small intestine, doing everything you can to push yourself toward her stomach. Groaning sounds and even a bit of sloshing getting kicked up from your moving ring through your ears from above you, telling you that her stomach is already revved up to deal with you, but you prefer to take your chances there than in the disgusting depths of her intestines. It's tough work with the way you're positioned by your entry, but eventually you feel your feet brush up against a tight ring of muscles. Without hesitation, you kick back, pushing your foot through the tight passage and into a burning pool of acid on the other side. Olivia gasps. "Ow! You little... fine, you want in so bad?" Olivia growls. Just as you slip your second foot in to join the first in her stomach, the walls of her small intestine clamp down hard around you. "I'll be happy to churn you up...~"<<else>>Olivia drags you deeper and deeper through her intestines, the pull of her muscles too powerful to resist. Before long, you feel your feet brush up against a dead end, and she finally pauses for a moment. "Alright, bitch, the fun part's over," she says. She pats her belly. "Time to get back to business.~"<</if>> Squeezing painfully tight, her muscles start to force <<if $analWillingIntoStomach>>the rest of <</if>>you through the sphincter and into her stomach. A small pool of acid has already built up, stinging your skin as your legs slide through into the more open chamber. The rest of you is quick to follow, dragged out of the tight embrace of her small intestine and into the roiling tide of liquid. You take a deep breath of rancid air just before your head is sucked through, finding yourself fully submerged as you're sealed into the chamber. You quickly reposition yourself, frantically squirming inside of her to shift yourself upright so you can breathe again. <<if $acidStage > 1>>The acid level is dangerously high already, reaching nearly up to your chest even after getting into a more normal position. <</if>>Her stomach roars around you, the walls already kneading and squeezing your body. It seems like it's been eagerly awaiting its meal. "//*UUrrrrp*// There..." Olivia says, giving her gut a hard smack that sends the built up liquid splashing around the chamber. "Time to say goodbye, bitch!"<<set $sceneAttack to 0>><<set $sceneDefense to 0>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "preyOptions">></div>

<<Time 18>><<if $analByOlivia or $eatenByOlivia>>After clawing your way back to the exit, you're absolutely determined to make your escape this time. You plant your hands firmly against the walls surrounding you and push forward as hard as you can, ramming your head against the sphincter ahead of you.<<else>>Invigorated by the realization that you're so close to the exit, you plant your hands firmly against the walls surrounding you and push forward as hard as you can, ramming your head against the sphincter ahead of you.<</if>> You keep pushing even as the chamber crashes in on you, squeezing tight to resist your efforts to escape. With a worried gasp from Olivia, your head finally starts to slide out toward freedom. The walls loosen quite a bit once the seal is broken, and you're able to work yourself far enough out to see. "N-No! I'm not d--//mmh..!//" Olivia cries, clearly losing the upper hand. You feel her try to pull you back in, but the grip from her insides once again loosens as you wriggle your shoulders past her anus. "GET... ME... OUT..!" you grunt, putting all the power you can into pushing yourself free. You're momentarily disoriented as Olivia drops to the floor, kneeling with her butt lifted into the air. You can't tell if it was on purpose or if she just got thrown off balance--she gains a bit of ground while you get your bearings, but with the added pressure from her gut getting pressed against the ground you're able to shift out even easier than before. <<if $breastSize > 17>>With a <<if $breastSize < 35>>slight <</if>>popping sound, your breasts pull free of her ass, followed quickly by your stomach.<<else>>Before long, you manage to slide your chest and most of your midriff out from inside of her.<</if>> "You can't..!" Olivia whimpers, making all kinds of odd sounds at this point as she tries to pull you back in. <<if $analByOlivia or $eatenByOlivia>>"Not... //mmh//... again..!"<<else>>"You're... //mmh//... in there for a reason..!"<</if>> You ignore her, continuing to wriggle towards freedom. With your elbows free, you focus your efforts on pulling the rest of your arms loose. And once they're out, it's all over. Feeling confident in your escape, you dare to taunt her. "Someone wasn't paying attention to the lesson they asked me to give..." you say, placing your hands firmly on her ass. "This is why you should always start with the arms..!" With a grunt, you push down as hard as you can, doing your best to assist with your legs as well. Olivia moans and clamps down on you hard for a moment, then seems to go completely limp. The rest of you easily slides free, accompanied by an uncomfortable series of wet noises. Olivia gives one last whimper as you yank your feet free. Both of you collapse onto the ground next to each other, panting. You're the first to get up, feeling a little stiff from the time spent packed inside of her. Your entire body is covered in a thin layer of some slimy fluid from rubbing against the walls of her intestines. "God.. damn it..." Olivia mutters, sitting up but staying on the ground. You notice that her cheeks are flushed. "I really wasn't spreading any stories about what happened before, but if I had to go through //this// for it anyways, maybe I'll start to now..." you say, glaring at her. "You're just a freshman... how did you<<if $analByOlivia>>... twice<</if>>..?" she mumbles, rubbing her ass with one hand. She seems to be talking to herself, not directing it at you. More interested in getting clean than anything else after that, you storm out into the hall to return to your dorm. <<include "analEscapeEnd">>[[Get cleaned up->Ambushed By Olivia- Recovery]]

<<if ($health <= 0) or ($stamina <= 0)>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $stamina <= 0>> You try to keep fighting, but you're just too drained from the journey through her digestive tract. You can barely make a dent in the stomach walls without your arms trembling like they're going to fall off. You don't stand a chance against her anymore--your energy is completely spent. <<else>> It's no use, there's just too much of a gap in experience between you. The roiling acids of her stomach have been churning around you since the moment you were pushed in, and at this point you can no longer bear to fight against them, your whole body aching and your head growing foggy. <</if>> Olivia seems to take notice as your movements slow, giggling to herself. She gently runs her hands along her belly for a moment, then you're crushed by an intense pressure. The walls crash in //hard// from all sides, Olivia wrapping her legs and arms around her swollen gut and squeezing in as hard as she can. In your exhausted state, it's more than enough to thrust you into unconsciousness, sealing your fate. "//''*UUUURRRRRRAAAAP!*''// Whew, there she goes!" Olivia says with a grin, slowly releasing her hold so that her belly can hang free again. It stays still, the bulges from your melting body barely recognizable anymore. "Good riddance, that bullshit better not have spread far before I got to her..." She lays back on her bed with a sigh, running one of her hands along the smooth surface of her belly. It fills the room with all kinds of groaning and gurgling, eagerly churning away at what remains of you. With a satisfied grin, she idly massages her gut for a while, occasionally squeezing or poking at it to enjoy the sounds of its contents sloshing about. But once she's come down from her predatory high, a conflicted expression creeps onto her face. "Hmm..." she mutters. Then she sighs. "I guess I //should// make absolutely sure it wasn't Cherry blabbing about it... Not that it //*urp*// matters much now..." She eases herself off the bed, the frame creaking under her weight. With one hand resting below her belly for added support, she shuffles over to the door, stepping out into the hall to head to Cherry's dorm. But, she's quickly met with another familiar face that was on her way back from dinner instead. Someone you might have recognized, if you weren't just mush stewing in her gut. "Oh hey, you again, perfect," Olivia says. "As you can see, that bitch you mentioned was all talk." She grins and pushes on her belly to force out a burp. "Why hello again! This is $name, then?" the dark haired girl in the hall says, stepping closer and giving Olivia's belly a poke. She smirks when she feels how soft it is. "Yep, gave her exactly the treatment she was lying about giving me~" Olivia replies. "Oh that's perfect!" the other girl says with a laugh. "I did think her story was a bit suspicious even before I said anything to you, I'm glad you set things straight. I really can't stand a gossip." "So just to be sure... //She// was the one that told you that bullshit story herself, right? It wasn't, like, a short redhead with red eyes?" "Yes, she was bragging all about it, trying to look cool. This other girl you're thinking of sounds interesting though," the girl says with a slight smirk. "Perfect, that's good enough for me to enjoy the rest of my meal with a clean conscience," Olivia chuckles. "Good, you deserve the satisfaction! Have a good evening, darling," the dark haired girl says, continuing on her way down the hall. Satisfied with her minimal effort investigation into the truth of the matter, Olivia returns to her room and drops back onto her bed, ready to kick back and relax while her body deals with the rest of her meal. <<include "Life Lost">> <</append>> <<else>> <<switch $acidStage>> <<case 1>> <<case 2>> <<append "#digestion">> Having been eagerly preparing to deal with you before your arrival, the tide of acid in her stomach is already getting dangerously high. It licks at your chest while the walls groan and churn around you. "Olivia please, I swear I didn't tell anyone!" you shout, pausing for a moment to try a different approach. "Let me go!" "Fuck off, I know you did! How else would //*urp*// a random-ass freshman know about it?" she replies, firmly pressing in on her belly. "Cherry probably told her, it wasn't me!" "Ha! That would be my first thought too, but the girl literally told me she heard it from you," Olivia says, smacking the bulge your head is making. "And Cherry //*urrp*// would have told the real story even if she was spreading it to fuck with me, not making up bullshit about you completely dominating me or whatever the fuck you've been telling people..." "But I... I really didn't..." you say, trailing off. "Besides, even if you're telling the truth right now, what about the current situation makes you think I'm //*ourp*// just going to let you out at this point?" she adds with a laugh. She gives her gut another smack. "Now shut up and digest..."<<set $sceneAttack to 0>><<set $sceneDefense to 0>> @@color:yellow;Her acids are rising, you won't survive much longer in here!@@ <</append>> <<case 3>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $progress > 2>>"Ugh, come //*URP*// on! Just fucking digest already you brat!" Olivia shouts, gripping her belly tight and shaking it. At this point, the acids have risen so far that the pressure she's putting on you is more than enough to force you completely under the surface. "You're not getting out, and I wanna just relax and enjoy this!" She keeps the pressure up, leaving you unable to respond, or even breathe as the tide of acid envelops you. @@color:yellow;You're completely submerged in her stomach acid, you need to get out now!@@<<set $sceneAttack to 10>><<set $sceneDefense to -2>><<else>>"Are you still kicking in there? Kinda feels like it, but it's hard to tell," Olivia says. You feel her shifting position, leaning back to lay down. "//*URP*// Doesn't matter either way, I'm just gonna enjoy this for a bit..." While Olivia settles in to blissfully enjoy her presumed victory, you're struggling just to breathe. Her stomach is already full to the brim with acid, leaving you only the slightest pocket of air. All the while her stomach roars around you, gurgling and groaning as the walls relentlessly squeeze and knead against your body, not helped by the slight added pressure of her massaging her belly from the outside.<<set $sceneAttack to 0>><<set $sceneDefense to -2>> @@color:yellow;You're almost completely submerged in her stomach acid, you need to get out now!@@ <</if>> <</append>> <</switch>> <</if>>

<<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "rest">> <<if $stamina < ($staminaMax/2)>> <<append "#digestion">> Utterly exhausted from the journey through her guts you took to get here, you risk taking some time to rest and recover your strength. You lean back against the shifting walls as Olivia's stomach roars around you, taking deep breaths and letting yourself go limp for a while. It's tough to keep yourself calm given the current circumstances, but you feel like the pause did help a little. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<case "progress">> <<if $progress is 3>> <<append "#digestion">> Olivia's stomach lurches under your efforts, and to your relief your head pushes up and into her throat. But mid-ascent, you come to a sudden stop. You try to push forward, wriggling your body and pushing with your legs still trapped inside her stomach. Unfortunately your efforts are in vain, Olivia recovering before you can even get your head back into her mouth. A strong swallow sends you back down into the depths of her stomach, a light splash from the acid sending a burp up Olivia's throat. "Nice... try..." Olivia pants, clearly exhausted. "Like hell I'm going going to //*urp*//... let you actually escape me. Just accept you're a goner." @@color:lime;Keep it up, she can't hold out much longer!@@ <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<default>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</switch>>

<<if $progress > 2>> <<if $counter is 0>> <<set $counter += 1>> <<set $predAction to "crush">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> Olivia's stomach groans around you, clearly upset by your near escape. While her breathing is ragged from swallowing you back down, it's starting to steady out. You feel Olivia start to move, turning around. Before you can wonder what she's doing, however, you feel something hard and flat press into your back, crushing you tight within the upperclassman's gut. You realize in an instant she's pressing her stomach against the wall with all the force she can muster, trying to finish you off. "You honestly think there's any chance of you getting out?" she hisses at you, pushing even harder. "You //*UUrrrp*// brought this on yourself, now fucking //melt//." <</append>> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "crush">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <</if>> <<elseif $acidStage > 1>> <<set _predActionIntensity to 0>> <<set $predAction to "massage">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <<elseif !_firstShake>> <<set $predAction to "shake">> <<set _firstShake to true>> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> Olivia lets out a contented sigh, resting her hands on the side of her belly. Then she pushes in, chuckling to herself. "You know, this has been super cathartic. Prey that actually has it coming really hits different..." she says with another sigh. She gives the bulge of your head a hard poke. "How was the trip through my guts? You might be the first person I've taken feet-first that way outside of class." "It was disgusting<<if $analByOlivia>>, just like the first time<</if>>!" you shout. "So much worse than just getting swallowed..." "Yeah, that's the point bitch," she replies, pushing in on her belly again. "Heh, you know what the best part of coming in through the back door is though?" Before you can even respond, she presses in with her hands and starts to shake her belly around. The whole chamber bounces back and forth, disorienting you and sending the built up acid splashing around wildly. You're given a brief reprieve from the movement as the walls crash in for a moment, Olivia intentionally pushing out a belch before resuming her assault. "//*UUURRRrrrap*// It's that it's already nice and sloshy by the time you get here.~" <</append>> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "shake">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <</if>>

<<Time 18>>You push and kick and shove against the walls of Olivia's stomach with all your might, refusing to get digested over something you didn't even do. The flesh surrounding you starts to shudder and writhe in odd ways, spurring you on to push even harder. You feel Olivia wrap her arms around her belly. "No way..." she grumbles. Come on, just stay down you--" She's cut off mid-sentence as one lucky push manages to find the entrance to her throat, and your arm thrusts up into her esophagus. The walls clamp down hard around you as she gasps from the intrusion, her stomach having had enough and quickly starting to force the rest of you out. You're pushed back and forth by competing waves of pressure as she desperately tries to swallow you back down, the crushing tightness of her stomach becoming increasingly painful as it works to overcome her stubborn resistance. After what feels like a full minute of being constricted by her throat, a sensation oddly similar to your trip through her intestines, your hand manages to inch its way up into her mouth and she finally accepts defeat. Without her fighting back, it takes just seconds for the rest of your body to surge out of her stomach and into the cool outside air. The carpet feels cold and uncomfortably rough compared to the warm, slick flesh you'd been wrapped in for so long. <<if $turn < 3>>You take a deep breath of fresh air, quickly pushing yourself up off the ground. You feel absolutely disgusting from your trip all the way through her digestive tract, covered in all sorts of digestive fluids, but somehow despite how long you spent inside of her your clothes seem to be pretty much fine, and you really don't feel all that worse for wear.<<elseif $turn < 8>>You cough, your arms trembling a little as you push yourself up off the ground. Your whole body feels stiff after being packed away in her guts for so long. A draft in the air makes it clear that you didn't escape completely unscathed, your shirt so full of holes that it's barely hanging on and your <<if ($outfit is "light") or ($outfit is "uniform")>>skirt<<else>>shorts<</if>> completely gone, whatever's left of <<if ($outfit is "light") or ($outfit is "uniform")>>it<<else>>them<</if>> likely still stewing in her gut. You feel absolutely disgusting from your trip all the way through her digestive tract, covered in all sorts of digestive fluids.<<else>>You cough and sputter, staying on the ground for a while as you let your body recover a bit from the ordeal. Your arms tremble a little when you finally push yourself up, your whole body feeling stiff after being packed into her guts for so long. A draft in the air makes it clear that you've been stripped completely naked by your journey through her digestive tract, your bare skin completely coated in all sorts of digestive fluids.<</if>> "God... damn it..." Olivia mutters, doubled over on the floor. "It feels so gross when they make the full trip..." "Yeah, the feeling is mutual..." you say in response, moving towards the door. "Look... you clearly don't believe me that whatever you heard didn't<<if $turn > 7>>...<</if>> come from me... But either way, can we just say we're even now<<if $turn > 7>>..<</if>>?" "Only until I get another good opportunity to finish this..." Olivia spits back. You just sigh and step out into the hall, not wanting to risk waiting around long enough for her to be able to make another move. Ready to be done with this strange situation, and eager to <<if $turn < 8>>get clothed again<<else>>get cleaned off<</if>>, you <<if $turn < 8>>trudge<<else>>hurry<</if>> down the hall toward the bridge to return to your dorm. <<include "playerPreyEscape">>[[Get cleaned up->Ambushed By Olivia- Recovery]]

<<if $outfitState is "gone">>You rush back through the hall and over the bridge, unfortunately exposing yourself to a group of girls that were on their way to dinner. They laugh at you as you hurry downstairs, though one whistles appreciatively. As soon as you arrive at your dorm, you throw the door open and head for the shower.<<else>>You head back down the hall and over the bridge, unfortunately running into a group of girls that must be on their way to dinner. They laugh as you head downstairs, your current state making <<if $analByOliviaMalloryAmbush>>fairly <</if>>clear what happened to you. You ignore them and continue on your way back to your dorm, heading for the shower as soon as you're inside.<</if>><<if $outfitState is "gone">> Having already been relieved of your clothes by Olivia's stomach, you immediately turn on the water and step in.<<else>> <<if $outfitState is "damaged">>After turning on the water, you peel off what's left of your shirt, dropping the sad scrap of fabric into the trash. Your underwear is still relatively intact, but you don't feel like it's worth trying to salvage and throw it away as well. Having stripped down, you step under the warm stream of water to finally get clean.<<elseif $analByOliviaMalloryAmbush>>You turn on the water and quickly peel off your clothes, throwing them straight in the trash. Though they don't seem to have sustained much damage from the ordeal, you're not sure you'd ever be able to wear them again even after going through the wash knowing what they'd been through. Once you're stripped all the way down, you step under the warm stream of water to finally get clean.<<else>>You turn on the water and quickly peel off your clothes. You briefly consider keeping them to wash since they seem to be fine beyond being covered in slime, but ultimately decide it isn't an outfit worth the effort to salvage and toss them in the trash. Once you're stripped all the way down, you step under the warm stream of water to finally get clean.<</if>><</if>> While you wash yourself off, you think back on the situation, finding yourself frustrated. She seemed completely convinced you'd been spreading rumours about her, and went so far as to<<if $analByOliviaMalloryAmbush>>... do //that// to<<else>> eat<</if>> you for it, over something that wasn't even true. You wrack your brain, but can't seem to come up with an answer as to who would tell her something like that. Even if it was someone intentionally trying to get you targeted, you're not sure you've made any enemies here yet, at least not ones that wouldn't just try to eat you themself. After giving yourself a<<if $analByOliviaMalloryAmbush>>n extra<</if>> deep cleaning, you shut off the water and step out of the shower with a sigh, deciding to just move past the incident for now. You'll just have to stay a bit more on alert for a while. You throw together a new outfit and get changed, then head back out into the hall. Despite everything that happened, you're still very hungry and don't want to miss dinner.<<set $outfitState to "normal">><<set $outfit to "normal">> You take the risk of heading back through Lampton to get to the dining hall, peeking around the corner to make sure Olivia isn't lurking about hoping for another chance and giving her dorm a wide berth as you pass. When you arrive at the dining hall, you head straight for the buffet line. There's an assortment of food in varying quantity that must have been leftovers that didn't get cooked earlier in the week: burgers, pizza, pasta, even some waffles. You put a few things that look good on your plate, then head for one of the many empty tables. <<if $tabletopMeetup>>But, you suddenly remember that you'd made plans with some of the girls from tabletop for tonight, and it's already past the time you agreed on. You quickly scarf down the food you got so that you don't keep them waiting any longer. As soon as you're finished, you get up from your seat and hurry off to meet up with them.<<else>>Nearly having the whole place to yourself, you sit and enjoy the peaceful atmosphere while you eat your meal. You pass the time scrolling through your phone between bites, and wind up staying a fair bit longer than it took you to eat. But, <<if $day6SunnyHelpWithBetty>>you want to make sure you're at the dorm when Sunny gets back, so you get up and head for the door.<<else>>before long, you decide you'd at least rather be in your dorm if you're just going to laze around for the night, so you get up and head for the door.<</if>><</if>> <<if $tabletopMeetup>>[[Head to Nikki's dorm->September 6th- Tabletop Hangout]]<<elseif ($samRel > 2) or $samMakeupPromise>>[[Return to your dorm->September 6th- Dinner: Run Into Sam]]<<else>>[[Return to your dorm->September 6th- Evening]]<</if>>

<<Time 18.75>><<set $day6HuntBettyEmma to true>>"Well there is one thing I was thinking of doing, if you're up for helping me out," you say with a smirk. "<<if $emmaRel > 2>>Sure thing! What did you have in mind?<<else>>What's that?<</if>>" "You know how Betty's been a huge jerk to you all week?" you reply. "I was thinking we go try to find her and teach her a lesson." "O-Oh... Well, it's kinda been a long day<<if $emmaRel > 2>> actually<</if>>, so I'm not sure if I have that in me..." Emma says, fidgeting with her hands a little. "And I doubt we'd find her just out and about this late..." "Oh come on Emma, she's not gonna leave you alone until we do something about it!" you say. "She tried to eat you on the first day, you ought to return the favor." "I know, but... I don't know, I'm not usually so... proactive, about that kind of thing." "Alright, then //I'll// be the one to eat her<<if $eatenByBetty>>. She did also try to eat me, and I'm not letting that slide<</if>>," you say. "I'd still appreciate the help though." "Well..." Emma says. Then she shakes her head and smiles at you. "Yeah, you know what, let's do it. I'll come with you." "Great!" you reply with a smile. "Let's get out there." The two of you head out into the hall, Emma trailing slightly behind you. Despite agreeing, she seems nervous about actively being out on the hunt. Figuring it's the best place to find someone at this hour, you make your way out into the courtyard. "Do you really think we'll find her?" Emma asks. "I don't think I've seen her alone at all since that first day..." <<if $ateCassidy or $samAteCassidy or !$metCassidy>>"Well, even if she's with Alice there's two of them and two of us," you say with a smirk. "I'll take Alice, you take Betty?"<<else>>"Yeah that could be a problem, if all three of them are together we'll back off," you say. "But... if it's just Alice and Betty together, there's two of them and two of us. I'll take Alice, you take Betty?"<</if>> "We... should probably just back off if she isn't alone," Emma says with a nervous laugh. "Safer that way, right?" "I guess..." you say with a sigh, shaking your head. You make a loop around the courtyard, keeping your eyes peeled for the bratty blonde. Unfortunately, there aren't many people out at this hour, and none of them look like your target, so you decide to check out the dining hall. It's pretty late for dinner, but it is technically still open at this hour. "It's getting pretty chilly at night already..." Emma says as you step inside. She briefly rubs her hands together. "You know if you're cold, a nice big meal would definitely warm you up," you tease. "$name, you said //you// would eat her if we did this," she replies, shooting you a look. "I know, I know..." you say. Then your eyes light up. You point to the stairs, where you've spotted a blonde girl heading upstairs--Betty, and for once she's all by herself. "Look..!" Emma follows your finger with her eyes. "Oh, wow, yeah that does actually look like her." <<link "Time for payback">> <<set $pacifist to false>> <<set _checkType to "oral">> <<set _baseline to 10>> <<set _modifier to 2>> <<include "voreCheck">> <<if _swallow>> <<goto [[Hunt Betty With Emma- Eat Betty]]>> <<else>> <<set $stamina -= 8>> <<goto [[Hunt Betty With Emma- Fail]]>> <</if>> <</link>>

<<Time 18.5>>You get up from your bed, deciding that <<if $fullness > 0>>pushing your limits a little<<else>>a nice, filling meal<</if>> would be the perfect way to cap off the week. <<if $emmaInjured>>Knowing it might be <<if $fullness > 0>>especially difficult to find someone suitable<<else>>difficult to find someone you can handle<</if>> this late in the day, you hurry out into the hall.<<elseif $emmaRel < 1>>Knowing it might be <<if $fullness > 0>>especially difficult to find someone suitable<<else>>difficult to find someone you can handle<</if>> this late in the day, you hurry out into the hall, vaguely letting Emma know that you're leaving before stepping outside.<<else>>"I think I'm gonna head out and look for some desert, actually," you say with a smirk. You pat your <<if $fullness > 0>>distended belly, which jiggles a bit from the impact. "I don't think what I've got in here is gonna last me all night.~"<<else>>belly. "The leftovers they had in the dining hall were a pretty unsatisfying way to end the first week."<</if>> "Oh, gotcha..." Emma says<<if $fullness > 0>>, giving you a worried look<</if>>. "Um, good luck I guess?" With that, you head out into the hall.<</if>> You make your way around the corner and down to the intersection with the main hall, <<if $fullness > 0>>idly squeezing at your belly with one hand while you think<<else>>thinking<</if>> about where the best spot to find prey you can handle would be. It's probably best to avoid Lampton at this point, anyone out and about there likely to be upperclassmen on their way back to their dorms, but looking around, Karbo seems pretty barren... \ <<link "Search the first floor">><<replace "#choice">><<if $fullness > 0>><<set _sizeIfAte to ($fullness + 4)>><<set $day6Hunt2 to "greedy">>\ You decide that right where you are is probably the best place to hunt--any freshman that haven't turned in for the night will probably come through here. So, you start to make your way down the main hall, stopping to stake out the lobby for a while. Unfortunately, unlike the activity you saw in the afternoon it seems like the campus is just as dead as usual this late in the day. You patrol the main hall a few times, holding out hope of finding a meal, but luck doesn't seem to be on your side. You even check the classroom halls once out of desperation, but they're predictably empty on a Friday night. With a sigh, you lean back against the wall to rest for a moment, starting to feel a little exhausted from walking around with a bloated gut for so long. Just as you're about to head back, you perk up at the click of a door unlocking, then opening nearby. You turn your head to find an asian girl walking out from a nearby bathroom, muttering to herself. She's short and petite, wearing thick-rimmed glasses, a loose grey sweater, and jeans. You grin--right at the last moment, the perfect possible prey for your situation has presented itself. "...I just know she's gonna make fun of me when I get back. 'Lian you moron, what do you mean you spent hours in there? The other girl probably left after a few minutes, don't be such a coward!'" you overhear her saying to herself. "Hmmph! I'll have you know it was easy to stay entertained that long with my phone, and some of us take not getting turned into someone's dinner seriously! Honestly, I should just eat--Eep!" She finally notices you standing there as she comes close to passing in front of you. "Um, hi there..?" she says meekly. \ <<link "Time for seconds">> <<set $pacifist to false>> <<set _checkType to "oral">> <<set _baseline to 13>> <<set _modifier to 1>> <<include "voreCheck">> <<if _swallow and (_sizeIfAte <= $maxFullCap)>> <<goto [[Hunt 2- Eat Lian]]>> <<else>> <<set $stamina -= 8>> <<replace "#choice2">>\ <<if !_swallow>>\ Knowing you're at a disadvantage with the added bulk of your gut, you don't waste any time trying to ease into it. Without a word you lunge forward, making a grab for the short girl. Unfortunately, she easily jumps back out of the way, clearly already on edge and expecting the worst. @@color:orange;Your strength fails you.@@ "Why can't people just leave me alone! Get away from me!" she shouts, fleeing down the hall. You just sigh, not even attempting to try and keep up with her with the extra weight hanging off of you. Knowing you were extremely lucky to even get that chance, you head back to your dorm instead of wasting even more of your night.\ <<else>>\ Knowing you're at a disadvantage with the added bulk of your gut, you don't waste any time trying to ease into it. Without a word you lunge forward, making a grab for the short girl. She yelps and tries to jump back, but you're able to get a grip on one of her arms. You pull her closer, shifting to pin her against the wall. Your still-bloated belly groans as it nudges her smaller frame. @@color:yellowgreen;You overpowered your prey.@@ "Hey," you say with a grin. You lick your lips as you stare down at her. "W-Wait you can't be serious!" Lian protests, pulling her head back as far from you as the wall will allow. She pushes against your belly in a weak attempt to get you off of her. "You clearly already ate someone today, probably not even that long ago! Get off me you bloated slob!" You feel a subtle rumbling in your stomach from the pressure she's putting on it and smirk, leaning in closer. "//*Uurp*// Oh don't worry, I'm pretty sure I still have room for seconds~" you say, belching right in her face. Whatever response she might have had becomes unintelligible as you force her head into your mouth, immediately starting to swallow her down. You're eager to start pushing your limits. She frantically wriggles against your grip as you push over her shoulders, letting out more muffled sounds of protest from within your throat. The last strands of her dark hair soon disappear from view as your lips slide down over the small bump of her chest. Getting a firm grip on her waist, you lift her up overhead, anticipating some difficulty once she starts to join what's left of $lastPrey and wanting to make everything else about her entry as smooth as possible. It's even easier to hold her up than you thought--she's surprisingly lithe for someone attending this school, even if she is a freshman. Her legs flail aimlessly overhead as you lean back against the wall to support yourself. A few more swallows, and you finally feel her head starting to push out against the walls of your stomach. There's a satisfying sloshing noise as she tries to thrash her upper body around in protest, confirming that some of the sludge left from $lastPrey is absolutely still sharing the space with her. You push on, holding her legs steady while you gulp her down. Slowly, your gut begins to stretch even further. However, once her hips begin to make their way down your throat you start to run into trouble. Your stomach seems to push back, resisting your attempt to force another meal into it and letting some of Lian slide right back up. Refusing to give up now, you try to swallow again, pushing her legs in with your arms as well to cram the girl down your throat. It seems to work at first, but a moment later you gag as your stomach takes a much firmer stance on the issue, clamping down hard around your partially swallowed prey and forcefully pushing her back out. You only make the painful mistake of trying to resist once before relenting and letting her slide back out. @@color:orange;...But there wasn't enough room in your stomach.@@ You cough and sputter once her head pops free of your mouth, clutching your throat as you lean back against the wall. Thankfully, nothing but Lian came back up at least. She's standing in front of you, frozen in place with a horrified look on her face. Her hair is completely disheveled and her whole upper body is covered in vomit. "Y-You absolute, disgusting cretin..!" she stammers once she regains her composure. "That was the most disgusting thing anyone's ever... why would you even think you could... Ugh, get away from me!" She rushes off down the hall, quickly disappearing around the corner. You sigh and start to trudge back to your dorm behind her, disappointed in yourself for such a gross overestimation of your stomach's capabilities.\ <</if>> [[Head back to your dorm->September 6th- Night 2]]\ <</replace>> <</if>> <</link>> <<link "Let her go">><<replace "#choice2">>\ "Hey," you reply, remaining casually leaned against the wall. You've been idly rubbing your belly while you wait, and feeling how big it still is has given you second thoughts about your ability to fit a whole new person in it. It's probably best not to risk hurting yourself or making an enemy here. The girl glances down at your gut and gives you an odd look, then scurries off down the hall without another word. With a sigh, you start to slowly follow behind her. No point in hanging around in the halls any longer now that you've abandoned your reason for being out here in the first place. [[Head back to your dorm->September 6th- Night 2]]<</replace>><</link>>\ <<else>><<set $day6Hunt2 to "bust">>\ You decide that right where you are is probably the best place to hunt--any freshman that haven't turned in for the night will probably come through here. So, you start to make your way down the main hall, stopping to stake out the lobby for a while. Unfortunately, unlike the activity you saw in the afternoon it seems like the campus is just as dead as usual this late in the day. You patrol the main hall a few times, holding out hope of finding a meal, but luck is not on your side. You even check the classroom halls once out of desperation, but they're predictably empty on a Friday night. Eventually, you realize this may not have been the most thought out plan and decide to just call it a night instead of wasting anymore time. [[Head back to your dorm->September 6th- Night 2]]<</if>><</replace>><</link>> <<link "Search the second floor">><<replace "#choice">><<set $day6Hunt2 to "bust">>\ You decide that right here in the main building is probably the best place to hunt. Thinking about it, you get the sense that if you were out hanging around in the halls at night, you would do it upstairs to stay safer from potential predators. So, feeling clever, you head down the hall to the nearest stairwell and make your way up to the second floor. Unfortunately, unlike the activity you saw in the afternoon it seems like the campus is just as dead as usual this late in the day. You patrol the halls for a while, holding out hope of finding a meal, but luck is not on your side. It seems your strategy was not as clever as you thought--the upper floor is completely barren. Eventually, you realize this may not have been the most thought out plan and decide to just call it a night instead of wasting anymore time. [[Head back to your dorm->September 6th- Night 2]]<</replace>><</link>> <<if $fullness > 0>>[[Search the courtyard->September 6th- Charlotte]]<<else>>[[Search the courtyard->September 6th- Hunt 2: Courtyard]]<</if>>

<<if $tabletopMeetup>>\ <<if $ateNikki>><<Time 22>>\ You and Leah head out into the hall, closing the door to Nikki's dorm behind you. For a moment, you wonder what will end up happening to it now that it's completely vacant. But, you don't think on it long before leaving her room behind and making your way across the bridge. You part ways with Leah in front of her dorm--she seems very flustered and almost eager to get inside. Then, you carry on down the stairs, your heavy steps kicking up all kinds of noises from your stomach. You head straight inside when you arrive at your dorm, <<if $emmaInjured>>taking a seat on your bed with a sigh. You just lean back and relax for a while, nearly starting to doze off, but you're snapped out of it by the sound of someone fiddling with the doorknob, jumping a bit from the unexpected noise. The door swings open, and Sunny marches in. "Good, $name you're awake still!" she laughs. She starts to knock her hands against the wall to create a drumroll. "Introducing... the new and improved Emma!" She swivels and snaps her fingers into guns pointing at the doorway. Emma slowly steps in from the hall, grinning but blushing a little and nervously holding her hands in front of her. "Um, hey $name..!" she says. You raise your eyebrows a bit and look her over. She seems to be wearing a slightly different outfit than before, now sporting a paler blue tank top that's short enough to leave some of her midriff exposed. Much more striking, however, is her hair. It's been trimmed back to clean up the damage Zoey's stomach gave it, leaving her with curled ends that barely reach lower than her ears. Her old orange highlights are still mostly gone, but she now has a bright blue streak going from the front off to the right side. <<if $emmaRel > 0>>"Woah, Emma!" you say with a grin. "It look great!" "Thanks! Haha I've always wanted to try having blue in my hair!" she beams, running a hand along the streak. "I didn't think I'd be able to pull off short hair, but Sunny took me to this amazing place in town." "You can always trust me to know where to go," Sunny says with a snap. "I'll catch you two tomorrow! Nice gut by the way $name!"<<else>>"Oh, nice," you say, giving a little nod. "Oh don't mind her, too absorbed in her meal to really take in the look," Sunny says, waving her hand dismissively. "I'll catch you tomorrow, I should get back to my dorm!"<</if>> "Bye Sunny! Thanks again, tonight was just what I needed!" Emma calls out as Sunny heads off into the hall. She drops back onto her bed with a contented sigh. It seems like she's finally completely shaken off the near-digestion experience she had earlier in the week. "Well, I'm kinda exhausted after all that, I'm gonna get ready for bed." She gets up and heads into the shower, leaving you alone in the room again. After a little while, you start to realize just how tired you've gotten as well, and decide to call it a night.<<else>>finding Emma already asleep in her bed. Though it's a bit early for a Friday night, you're feeling pretty lethargic after your meal and decide to follow her lead, heading into the bathroom to get ready for bed.<</if>>\ <<else>>\ <<if $tabletopHangoutReleasedNikki>><<Time 21>>You head out into the hall, Leah quickly following behind. There's a brief silence, but as you're crossing the bridge back towards Karbo both of you start to laugh. Nikki may not have learned a lesson, but it was still fun putting her in her place. The two of you part ways at the top of the stairs to return to your dorms.<<else>><<Time 22>>The three of you head out into the hall, chatting and laughing with each other as you make your way across the bridge. You all agree that it ended up being a very enjoyable night despite the rocky start. You all part ways at the top of the stairs, Leah and Tara heading to their dorms while you head downstairs to get to yours.<</if>> When you arrive back at your room<<if $emmaInjured>>, you find that Emma is still out for the night. You sit back on your bed to relax, passing the time on your phone. After a little while, the sound of someone fiddling with the doorknob gets your attention. The door swings open, and Sunny marches in. "Good, $name you're awake still!" she laughs. She starts to knock her hands against the wall to create a drumroll. "Introducing... the new and improved Emma!" She swivels and snaps her fingers into guns pointing at the doorway. Emma slowly steps in from the hall, grinning but blushing a little and nervously holding her hands in front of her. "Um, hey $name..!" she says. You raise your eyebrows a bit and look her over. She seems to be wearing a slightly different outfit than before, now sporting a paler blue tank top that's short enough to leave some of her midriff exposed. Much more striking, however, is her hair. It's been trimmed back to clean up the damage Zoey's stomach gave it, leaving her with curled ends that barely reach lower than her ears. Her old orange highlights are still mostly gone, but she now has a bright blue streak going from the front off to the right side. <<if $emmaRel > 0>>"Woah, Emma!" you say with a grin. "It look great!" "Thanks! Haha I've always wanted to try having blue in my hair!" she beams, running a hand along the streak. "I didn't think I'd be able to pull off short hair, but Sunny took me to this amazing place in town." "You can always trust me to know where to go," Sunny says with a snap. "I'll catch you two tomorrow!"<<else>>"Oh, nice," you say, turning your attention back to your phone. "Oh don't mind her, she's just annoyed that you're definitively cooler than her now," Sunny says, waving her hand dismissively. "I'll catch you tomorrow, I should get back to my dorm!"<</if>> "Bye Sunny! Thanks again, tonight was just what I needed!" Emma calls out as Sunny heads off into the hall. She drops back onto her bed with a contented sigh. It seems like she's finally completely shaken off the near-digestion experience she had earlier in the week. "Well, I'm kinda exhausted after all that, I'm gonna get ready for bed." She gets up and heads into the shower, leaving you alone in the room again. After a little while, you start to realize that you're getting tired as well, and decide to call it a night. Content with your evening and looking forward to sleeping in tomorrow, you get up to head into the bathroom shortly after Emma gets out.<<else>>, you find Emma lounging on her bed. The two of you chat for a little while as you sit back to relax on your own bed, though you both gradually get distracted by your phones instead. Eventually she gets up to shower for the night and get ready for bed, making you realize how tired you've gotten. Content with your evening and looking forward to sleeping in tomorrow, you get up to head into the bathroom shortly after Emma gets out.<</if>>\ <</if>>/*end of ateNikki or not check*/ [[Get ready for bed->September 6th- End of Day]] <<elseif $emmaAteBetty>><<Time 21>>You and Emma make your way back through the hall, moving rather slowly since she doesn't seem accustomed to walking with such a large belly. You have to give her some assistance getting down the stairs, her softened gut jiggling and sloshing with each step. She seems a little out of breath when you arrive back at your dorm. "Geez... //*Urrp*// how do some people walk around like this no problem..." Emma huffs, dropping back onto her bed. "Well, it gets easier when you do it more often," you say. "From the sounds of it, you don't work these muscles quite this hard very much." "Yeah..." Emma says. She looks down at her belly and runs her hands along it, seeming lost in thought for a moment. "Thanks again $name, I appreciate you giving me the little push I needed to go through with this." "Of course! I'm glad everything went so smoothly," you reply with a smile. Emma gives you a warm smile of her own in return.<<if $emmaRel < 5>> <<if $emmaRel > 2>><<Emma 1>><<else>><<Emma 2>><</if>><</if>> Then she yawns. "Who knew eating was so exhausting..." she says with a slight chuckle. You raise your eyebrows a little as she grabs the hem of her shirt and pulls it off over her head, leaving her in just a simple light blue bra with black trim. "Don't think I'm gonna bother trying to shower like this, but no sense stretching out this shirt all night..." "Guess we'll have to fight over it in the morning, after your body has packed her away properly," you say, blushing slightly at her current look. "Oh god, I hope I don't gain so much that my party outfit doesn't fit..!" Emma says, looking down and squeezing a handful of her gut. <<if $emmaRel > 4>>"Ah you'll be fine, you normally don't gain //that// much from a single meal," you tell her. You find your eyes wandering a bit, unable to help yourself while faced with the sight of Emma's fully exposed gut, her healthy bust resting gently on top of the smooth, rounded flesh. She's clearly noticed you staring, but hasn't said anything, only blushed in return... \ <<link "Offer her a belly rub">><<replace "#choice">><<set $emmaRomancePlayerInit += 1>><<set $emmaInfo10 to 1>>\ "Hey, you know..." you start to say. "Um, would you maybe... like a belly rub? It feels really nice after a big meal, and I know you don't eat for keeps very often so... we should make sure you get the most out of it, right?" Emma's face gets a little redder and a nervous smile creeps onto her lips. "You know that... would be nice." "Great..!" you say, getting up perhaps a little too quickly. You take a seat beside her on her bed. "I'm not a professional or anything, but I'll do my best." Emma just nods, giving you a look that makes your heart flutter. You lean over and gently place your hands on her belly. Her skin is warm and soft, your hands easily able to sink down into the surface as you apply some pressure. You move your hands around in smooth, circular patterns, doing your best to soothe her after her meal. You both stay completely silent at first, until you feel a faint rumbling sensation that's quickly followed by a burp from Emma. There's a pause, then you both laugh. "S-Sorry..." Emma says with a grin. "Oh don't be, I bet it felt good," you chuckle. "All of this feels very good..." You keep up your efforts, starting to push a little deeper. Emma gradually leans back more as she relaxes under the massage, eventually reaching the point where she's fully laying down while you kneel next to her. Every now and then, you manage to push out another small burp. "So... if you don't mind me asking..." you say, your hands almost moving on autopilot at this point. "Why were you so hesitant to eat even someone as awful as Betty?" "Oh..." Emma says with a blissful sigh. "I just like to think it's possible to work it out with people, you know? But I do know there's plenty that you just can't reason with... the first person I ever ate was my high school bully, you know. Well... the first one where alcohol wasn't involved in any way, anyways..." "Really? That makes sense," you say, giving her a reassuring smile. "Yeah, it was this guy named Liam, kind of an... emo kid, I guess you'd call it," she says, chuckling a little. "He'd been nasty to me since freshman year, and I tried all the time to be nice, get to know him and patch things up, but just like Betty he never entertained it for a second... I guess I was 'everything wrong with society' or something like that because I liked to party..." She sighs and shakes her head. "And, like, most people were //mean// to him for bullying me, it's not like he was getting anything out of it..." You just nod and continue your massage, letting her talk. "So, eventually I took Nancy's advice and just ate him after school one day, so I could be done with it..." she says with a sigh. A burp escapes her lips before she starts again. "And it was nice to not have to deal with him anymore, but... I don't know, sometimes I think back on it and feel like I could have solved things a better way..." "Oh, Emma... don't do that to yourself. This guy was bullying you for... years, it sounds like? You gave him more than enough chances," you say, slowing your massage a little. "Hell, I think you gave Betty more chances than she deserved by not going straight to eating her earlier. And with her and Alice teamed up, she was definitely only going to get worse, so don't go nagging yourself that you could have dealt with her any other way, either." "Yeah, no, I know. That's why I'm really glad you and <<if $day6SunnyHelpWithBetty>>Sunny<<else>>Sam<</if>> gave me a push with this. I know I need to make that call a lot sooner here if I don't want to end up in a stomach..." Emma replies. It looks like she's starting to doze off. "I think you're almost too nice to be going to this school, you know that?" you say, giving her a warm smile. She looks up at you, silently locking eyes for a moment. She places her hands on top of yours on her belly, bringing your fading massage to a complete stop. "This has been... amazing, thank you $name..." "A-Anytime..." you say, blushing furiously. "But..." Emma says through a yawn. "I'm gonna pass out any second here, I think it's time I call it a night..." You smile and slide your hands away, giving her belly a gentle pat before before fully letting go. "Of course, it's a big day tomorrow." "Yeah..." Emma mumbles, a blissful smile on her face. She rolls onto her side, shifting a bit so that her head is on her pillow. Her belly spills out onto the bed with one arm draped over it. "Good night, $name..." "Good night," you reply with a smile. You yawn yourself, deciding that it's probably time for you to turn in as well. [[Get ready for bed->September 6th- End of Day]]<</replace>><</link>> <<link "Just let her rest">><<replace "#choice">>\ "Yeah, you're probably right... Alright, well, I think I'm gonna doze off for the night already," Emma says with another yawn. She shifts back on her bed, easing herself down to lay on her side facing the wall. "Don't worry too much about disturbing me for a while if you're not ready, I know it's early..." The tone of her voice makes it sound like she's already falling asleep, and sure enough barely a minute later you faintly hear her snoring. You smile to yourself, then pull out your laptop to pass the time. The room is filled with soft gurgling and groaning sounds as Emma's stomach works through its meal. It's oddly relaxing. After a couple hours, you can feel yourself starting to get drowsy and decide to call it a night, getting up to head into the bathroom and get ready for bed. [[Get ready for bed->September 6th- End of Day]]<</replace>><</link>><<else>>"Ah you'll be fine, you normally don't gain //that// much from a single meal." "Yeah, you're probably right... Alright, well, I think I'm gonna doze off for the night already," Emma says with another yawn. She shifts back on her bed, easing herself down to lay on her side facing the wall. "Don't worry too much about disturbing me for a while if you're not ready, I know it's early..." The tone of her voice makes it sound like she's already falling asleep, and sure enough barely a minute later you faintly hear her snoring. You smile to yourself, then pull out your laptop to pass the time. The room is filled with soft gurgling and groaning sounds as Emma's stomach works through its meal. It's oddly relaxing. After a couple hours, you can feel yourself starting to get drowsy and decide to call it a night, getting up to head into the bathroom and get ready for bed. [[Get ready for bed->September 6th- End of Day]]<</if>>\ <<else>>/*just lazing in dorm after evening choice is default version*/\ <<Time 21>><<if $emmaInjured>>\ You decide to just sit back and relax for the evening, settling into your spot on the bed and pulling out your laptop. You boot up a game to play, quickly losing track of time as you get sucked into it. After a while, you're snapped out of it by the sound of someone fiddling with the doorknob, jumping a bit from the unexpected noise. The door swings open, and Sunny marches in. "Good, $name you're awake still!" she laughs. She starts to knock her hands against the wall to create a drumroll. "Introducing... the new and improved Emma!" She swivels and snaps her fingers into guns pointing at the doorway. Emma slowly steps in from the hall, grinning but blushing a little and nervously holding her hands in front of her. "Um, hey $name..!" she says. You raise your eyebrows a bit and look her over. She seems to be wearing a slightly different outfit than before, now sporting a paler blue tank top that's short enough to leave some of her midriff exposed. Much more striking, however, is her hair. It's been trimmed back to clean up the damage Zoey's stomach gave it, leaving her with curled ends that barely reach lower than her ears. Her old orange highlights are still mostly gone, but she now has a bright blue streak going from the front off to the right side. <<if $emmaRel > 0>>"Woah, Emma!" you say with a grin. "It look great!" "Thanks! Haha I've always wanted to try having blue in my hair!" she beams, running a hand along the streak. "I didn't think I'd be able to pull off short hair, but Sunny took me to this amazing place in town." "You can always trust me to know where to go," Sunny says with a snap. "I'll catch you two tomorrow!"<<else>>"Oh, nice," you say, turning your attention back to your game. "Oh don't mind her, she's just annoyed that you're definitively cooler than her now," Sunny says, waving her hand dismissively. "I'll catch you tomorrow, I should get back to my dorm!"<</if>> "Bye Sunny! Thanks again, tonight was just what I needed!" Emma calls out as Sunny heads off into the hall. She drops back onto her bed with a contented sigh. It seems like she's finally completely shaken off the near-digestion experience she had earlier in the week. "Well, I'm kinda exhausted after all that, I'm gonna get ready for bed." She gets up and heads into the shower, leaving you alone in the room again. After a little while, you start to realize that you're getting tired as well, and decide to call it a night. Content with your lazy evening and looking forward to sleeping in tomorrow, you get up to head into the bathroom shortly after Emma gets out.\ <<else>>\ <<if $emmaRel > 0>>"Yeah that sounds like a solid plan to me," you chuckle. "Think I'm just gonna relax for the night too." <</if>>You settle into your spot on the bed and pull out your laptop, spending the evening playing a game. <<if $emmaRel > 0>>You quickly get sucked in, the only thing keeping you from completely losing track of time being occasional, brief bits of conversation with Emma. Eventually she gets up to shower for the night and get ready for bed, making you realize how tired you've gotten. Content with your lazy evening and looking forward to sleeping in tomorrow, you get up to head into the bathroom shortly after Emma gets out.<<else>>You quickly get sucked in, completely losing track of time and forgetting that Emma is even in the room with you until she gets up to shower for the night. Knowing you'll be able to sleep in tomorrow, you keep going for a while even as she goes to sleep, but eventually your eyes start to get tired and you decide it's probably time to call it a night.<</if>><</if>> [[Get ready for bed->September 6th- End of Day]]\ <</if>>

<<Time 18.75>><<set $emmaAteBetty to true>><<set $bettyEaten to true>><<set $emmaCorruption += 1>>The three of you head out of your dorm together to start your search. You start to walk towards the main hallway, figuring the courtyard would probably be the best spot to check this late in the day, but Sunny takes a sharp left toward the stairs. She smirks at you. "Rule number one for finding specific prey on this campus--always check the dining hall first if it's still open. The hall between their dorm and the food is the one place someone //has// to be at some point," she explains. "And everyone's got different ideas of what the best way to avoid people thinking like that is, so you'd be surprised how odd the hours you can bump into people are. What's this Betty look like anyways, by the way? Y'know, so I can actually help." "She's got long blonde hair, lighter than yours and Emma's, and <<if $breastSize < 45>>an impressive chest for a freshman<<else>>tits about as big as mine<</if>>. Usually wearing pink, at least when I've seen her," you say as you make your ways upstairs. "And she's about Emma's height, maybe a little taller." "She uses way too much makeup too," Emma chimes in. "Perfect, I'll text some of my buddies and see if they've seen her recently." "Oh, that's smart!" you say. "Right!? I think it's a great strategy, but everyone always says it's just a way to annoy them. I've even got a group chat for it. That was Amity's idea, and it was totally so that she could mute it and ignore me," Sunny says with a laugh. As you turn the corner onto the bridge, she drops an arm around your shoulder and pulls you a little closer. "Alright, make sure I got all that right, $name." You lean over and look at her phone as she holds it out to you. She isn't texting anyone, she just has a page of notes open that reads: "//Emmas gotta be the one to eat this girl when we find her. You good to help with that?//" You nod. "Yep, that looks perfect." That was exactly what you had in mind by having her come with you for this anyways; you're glad she's already on the same page. The three of you continue on across the bridge and into Lampton. Things seem quiet and the hall is empty other than you, but right as you're nearing the end, someone turns the corner and almost walks right into you. Incredibly, it's a familiar, bratty blonde. "Ugh, seriously?" Betty groans, taking a step back and placing a hand on her hip. "First Alice almost makes me miss dinner, and now I have to look at your hideous faces... What a waste of a Friday night." Then she looks at Sunny and smirks. "And who's this? Did you get so desperate for another friend you stole a toddler or something?" Sunny bursts out laughing. "Holy shit, a height joke!? I haven't heard one of those in years! And I'm serious, I think Maeve being kinda short scared everyone away from them here." She steps forward very casually and grabs Betty's arm, taking advantage of the fact that she doesn't seem to think she's a threat yet. "See, what'd I tell you guys? The route to the dining hall is always the right answer." "HEY! Get off me, bitch!" Betty shouts, trying to pull away. "You don't really think--" "Good to see you too, Betty," you say with a smirk. You move in to assist Sunny, grabbing Betty's other arm. "I don't think you guys have met before, right? This is our friend Sunny--she's a junior." You notice Betty's eye's widen a little, realizing she might actually be in danger for the first time. But then she just gets angrier. "Whatever, like I'd be scared of some dumbass that wears sunglasses indoors! She probably only made it to junior year because no one wanted to bother with a meal that small..!" "Alright, it's already gotten old again," Sunny says. "This is the girl, right Em?" Emma seems a little stunned, staring wide eyed at you and Sunny holding Betty in place. "Um, yeah, that's definitely her..." Betty grunts, thrashing against your grip, but you and Sunny keep her locked down. Then she laughs. "Of course //you're// behind this bullshit, you disgusting little..." She grimaces and stops for a moment as Sunny tightens her grip. "What, are you too scared to be alone with me after last time? So afraid I'll put you<<if $emmaDitchedCookout > 0>> back<</if>> where you belong that you couldn't even try coming after me yourself? You're pathetic. I bet you whored yourself out to get this freak's help, I can't think of any oth--" "Enough!" Emma shouts, taking an aggressive step forward. "Why are you always like this!? There's no need to be so mean! At the cookout I was just trying to be nice, but I'd barely even said hello before you started trashing me. And I get maybe you had a bad day, but you've been nasty ever since even though I didn't do anything... And now you were immediately mean to Sunny too!" "And are you really gonna talk shit about grouping up? You've been holding Alice's hand since the start of the week..." you chime in. "I'm just being honest," Betty sneers. "I only needed one look to know you--all three of you--weren't worth my time. If I'm going to share this campus with trash, I expect it to at least know its place." "Ugh, you're..!" Emma says, clenching her fists. She takes a deep breath. "Can you just say you're sorry? And just... leave me alone from now on. I won't bother you, either, okay?" "Ha!" Betty laughs. She makes a hard pull to free her arm from your grip, and despite failing she continues to berate Emma. "I'll leave you alone once my gut has churned you into paste," she spits. "Now get off of me!" "You're a real dumbass, you know that?" Sunny cuts in. "Even if we pretend I'm a freshman, you're pinned and helpless right now, and you decide to mouth off to the only person who had any thought of letting you go? I'm shocked you made it this far, honestly." "Shut up! Like I'd take advice from--" Emma sighs, and her shoulders sag. "Alright, one of you just eat her..." You and Sunny glance at each other, then take a small step closer to her, dragging Betty with you. "No, come on Emma, you know who's stomach she's earned a spot in." "O-Oh..." Emma says, looking flustered. She leans back a little as you nudge Betty's head towards her. "But, Sunny went out of her way to help, she should--" "Em," Sunny says. "If you //really// don't want to do this, it's okay. But come on--just from this conversation alone she's got it coming, and I don't even know what went down before. You're not gonna find better prey than that." "Oh please, this bitch doesn't--" "You're right," Emma says, placing her hands on Betty's shoulders. Betty freezes for a moment, giving Emma a worried look. Somehow, the situation seems to have only just now become concerning to her. "You wouldn't dare..." It looks like Emma considers saying something to her, but instead narrows her eyes into a slight glare and leans forward, opening her mouth wide. Betty starts to thrash against your grip, her protests quickly muffled by Emma's throat as she gets to work swallowing her down. You and Sunny keep her restrained as Emma glides down her body, leaning over and shifting her own grip lower to aid the process. She moves quickly, other than getting slightly hung up on her chest. There's a determined look in Emma's eyes as her lips slide down to Betty's midriff. With her arms mostly locked down by Emma's mouth, you and Sunny shift your grip to her legs, lifting her up off the ground. Betty kicks and flails as her hips sink into Emma's waiting mouth, desperately protesting her fate. Emma's belly swells with the shifting form of her bully as Betty is slowly dragged down into her waiting stomach. You pull off her boots once little more than her calves remain, Sunny going as far as to remove her socks as well. Soon, her feet disappear behind Emma's lips, and a final swallow seals her away inside your roommate's gut. Emma makes a sour face for a moment and taps her chest. A loud belch erupts from her mouth and echoes down the hall, carrying with it the small pearl necklace Betty had been wearing. It clatters on the floor and lands right alongside her discarded boots, coated in a slimy layer of saliva. "Bleh, so much hair... And I still taste //*urp*// foundation..." Emma mumbles. She runs a cautious hand over her swollen gut, jumping a little as Betty suddenly kicks back to life. "YOU STUPID BITCH!" she roars. "Get me out of your filthy fucking gut! You can't do this to me!" "Oh yeah? Why not?" you say, grinning at Emma and gently resting a hand on her belly. "I..!" Betty's muffled voice replies, trailing off for a moment. Then her thrashing becomes even more intense, Emma's gut shifting worryingly with her movements. "I don't deserve this! I am //not// going to get digested by some ditsy, tasteless, party-girl trash!" Betty starts to say more, but she's cut off as Emma tightens her stomach muscles, the outline of the form inside becoming much more clear. She pushes in with her hands for a moment too, then sighs and releases her hold. "I //*uuurp*// think I need to sit down..." she says. She leans back against the nearest wall, sliding down until she reaches the floor, her bloated belly straddled by her legs. "Yeah, you show her girl!" Sunny cheers, leaning against the wall next to Emma. She gives her shoulder a nudge. "You're a natural, haha! How's it feel taking her down a peg?" "It... does feel pretty good," Emma replies, a faint blush running across her cheeks. "I was kinda hoping she'd finally //*Urp*// shut up once I got her in there though..." "Oh I doubt she will until your stomach's done with her," Sunny chuckles. "Some people just can't learn their lesson unless it's a permanent one." "She giving you much trouble?" you ask, taking a seat next to Emma. "No, I think I've got her fine." "Sh-Shut up, all of you!" Betty shouts. She sounds like she's out of breath, and you notice that her struggling seems to have died down. "You have to get me out of here! I can... I can give you an in with Alice if you let me go!" "//*Pfft*//, what? That's the best you've got," you say, giving Emma's belly a poke. "Why would we care?" "Her mom is famous! Don't you ever get sick of being a nobody? Or are you so pathetic that you don't care about being on the bottom?" Betty replies. "Ugh, of course you'd be too stupid to get it..!" "Wow, she can't even get through pleading to be let out without being a brat," Sunny says. She crouches down and runs her hands along Emma's belly, giving her a little nod. "She's exactly the type that you can only deal with by eating 'em." "Yeah, no, you're right..." Emma says. "Um, thank you guys, by the way. And sorry about //*URRP*// being kinda weird earlier, everything just happened so suddenly..." "Hey hey, no worries!" Sunny says. "Hope we didn't push you too hard." "No! I really appreciate it, actually," Emma says. She runs her hands down the front of her gut, squeezing in with her legs a little and smiling. "You're right that it's //*Urrp*// really dangerous here to just let people walk over me, even if I'd rather keep trying to talk things out. It'll be nice not having to worry about her anymore." "You'd better be fucking worried after I--" "Yeah, yeah, we get it," Sunny says, cutting Betty off by pushing on the bulge her head is making. The pressure pushes a burp out of Emma's mouth, and you all laugh. The three of you hang around in the hall chatting while Betty churns away, Emma's gut filling the air with all sorts of groaning and gurgling. Betty's efforts to escape gradually fade, each burst of activity from her getting weaker and weaker, until finally stopping altogether. Emma pretty quickly gets back to her usual self, and by the time your conversation starts to die down her belly is already soft and rounded, no sign of her prey left at all. "Well, probably about time I head back to my dorm. Gotta be well rested for tomorrow, right?" Sunny says, stepping away from the wall and stretching her arms. "Enjoy the rest of your meal Em!" "Thanks again Sunny! See ya tomorrow!" Emma says. Sunny snaps her fingers at the two of you and heads off down the hall. "I think she's far enough along that we don't have to worry about her getting out," you say, giving Emma's belly a pat. There's a slight sloshing sound from the impact. "Ready to head back to the room?" "Absolutely," Emma replies with a yawn. "I think I'm honestly ready for bed already..." You give her a hand getting up, her belly shaking around from the movement and kicking up all sorts of wet noises. She sighs once she's back on her feet, then cradles her softening belly with her arms, a slight smile on her face. The two of you head off down the hall back toward the bridge, leaving Betty's necklace and boots lying abandoned on the floor.<<if $aliceDorm and ($emmaRel > 3)>> You don't get far before an idea pops into your head. "Hey, you know, that's Alice's dorm right there," you say, pointing to the door to Room L202. "Oh god, she was that close by? We were making a ton of noise, good thing she didn't come out..." "Actually, I was hoping we could make a little //more// noise to make sure she heard," you snicker. "You should let out the biggest burp you can manage, right in front of her door. Send a message." Emma stops in her tracks and shoots you a look, crossing her arms. "$name." After a brief pause, an impish smile creeps onto her face. "...that's a really fun idea, she sucks too," she says with a giggle. The two of you step up to her door, grinning. Emma starts to subtly bounce her belly up from below, its contents sloshing around as she tries to build up something substantial. She tilts her head down and her face contorts a little as she seems to try and hold it in as long as she can. As soon as you see her start to open her mouth, you push in on her gut to help things along. "//*BWUUUUOOOORrrp!*// Woah..." Emma blushes a little as the roaring belch echoes through the empty hallway. You turn to each other and laugh, continuing to giggle as you take off toward the bridge.<</if>> [[Return to your dorm->September 6th- Night]]\ <<set $emmaPrey.push({name: "Betty", status: "minor", details: "after some convincing from you and Sunny"})>>

<<Time 23>><<if $fullness > 2>>You waddle into the bathroom to get ready for bed, not bothering to try and change into pajamas with the bulk of your gut in the way. You<<elseif $outfit is "pjs">>You head into the bathroom to get ready for bed. Already dressed for the occasion, you just<<else>>You grab some comfortable clothes to sleep in and head into the bathroom to get ready for bed. After changing into your pajamas, you<</if>> brush your teeth and use the bathroom, feeling your exhaustion starting to set in as you wind down towards sleep. You take a quick look at yourself in the mirror before heading back into the room, smiling to yourself. A full week down, and a big party to look forward to tomorrow. <<if $totalEscaped > 0>>Despite some hiccups, things are<<else>>Everything is<</if>> going well.<<if $fullness < 3>><<set $outfit to "pjs">><<set $outfitState to "normal">><</if>> <<include "Weight Gain">>\ <<Recap>> [[Go to sleep->September 6th to 7th]]\ <<unset $tempMinaFailed>>

<<Time 19.5>>You decide that it would be a terrible idea to swap to a completely unfamiliar character right after the stakes of the match have been raised, so you stick with Mangra. You take a deep breath after locking in your choice. After how obnoxious she's been just because she's skilled at the game, you're determined to teach Nikki a lesson. "You know, you and Tara's battle for the worst after this is probably gonna be the most fun match to watch here," Nikki taunts while the game loads. "Since you and Leah are both gonna go down easy." You ignore her, staying focused on the game. The first round starts and you come out swinging, trying to keep the pressure on her right from the start so that she can't settle into her usual tactics. It works for a while and you get her health dangerously low, but she manages to break away at the last moment and starts whittling you down with hit-and-run attacks thanks to her character's mobility advantage. You can't keep up and things start to seem hopeless despite the health advantage. Then, right as Nikki moves in to swallow you, you catch her with a tail-swing attack and deal just enough damage to finish her off, getting a cheer from Leah. "What!? That's bullshit, that move's supposed to just be for positioning control!" Nikki snaps. "Still does some damage though," you say with a smirk. Nikki grumbles something unintelligible and leans forward in her seat. You can feel your heart pounding through the next round, knowing that by the rules of the game your round one win means nothing if she manages to digest you. And she clearly knows it, spamming swallow attacks whenever she gets the chance even while you still have plenty of health. Things come right down to the wire, but when it's clear you won't win you make the call to intentionally dive into one of her damaging moves to finish yourself off before she gets a chance to eat you, bringing the match down to a final tie-breaking round. Leah is again impressed by your maneuver, but Nikki is fuming. That works to your advantage as her skill seems to be dipping a little. You hold your own this round and things are unbearably even, both of you able to whittle each other down to the point where whoever can land even a single hit next will take the win. Nikki dashes in to finish you off and... you evade, managing to land a grab before she can recover. Your character swallows down Nikki's, the lizard girl's belly bulging out with the thrashing slime. She had such little health left that it's over before the prompt for Nikki to attempt an escape even shows up. Your character playfully pushes down on every bulge that pops up on her belly while the slimegirl's struggling slowly fades, until... "GUTTED". The words appear on the screen and your character belches. The match is over--you won. "Bullshit!" Nikki shouts, slamming her controller down. "That was awesome!" Leah says with a smile. "I wasn't even playing and that match still felt way too intense..." "Wow, great job $name!" Tara chimes in. You turn your head toward Nikki, unable to stop yourself from looking a little smug. "Good game, that was right down to the wire!" "Shut up! I had you, that should have been my win..!" she grumbles. She shoves her controller into Leah's hands. "Ugh, whatever! You two just play, get this stupid thing over with..." You pass your controller to Tara and she starts her match against Leah. Unlike the nailbiter you just played through, their match is quick and one-sided. Leah goes all out and easily beats Tara, not even falling below half health at any point in either round. "Um, sorry..." Leah says with a nervous laugh. "There, see, that makes sense," Nikki says. "Okay now Leah and $name fight." "Shouldn't third and fourth go first? Earlier you said--" you start to say. "Were you watching the last match? She's got no chance, we shouldn't even waste the time." "Yeah but you thought the same thing about your match with me," you say, narrowing your eyes a little. "You've still gotta play." "Fine, whatever, but you two still go first," Nikki says. She glares back at you. "I'm positive you cheated before so I'm gonna watch real close." "Let's just play, $name," Leah says with a sigh. She smiles at you. "Think you've got what it takes?" "Ha, you're going down!" Still riding high from your victory over Nikki, you surprise even yourself a little with how well you do against Leah. The first round is close, but Leah manages to knock you out. You got a good feel for her strategy by the end, however, and in the second round you're able to flip things around. By the end of the round you manage to finish her off with a swallow, taking the win for the whole match. You cheer and pump your fist in the air, while your character burps and pats her belly in satisfaction. "Good game, you've really gotten good at this!" Leah says. "You're going down next time though." "I look forward to it," you reply with a laugh. "You've gotta be kidding!" Nikki growls. "How the fuck did you lose to her!?" "Come on, relax," you say with a sigh. "Wouldn't you want the person who beat you to win the whole thing anyways? You know, so you can still try to claim you're //second// best." "I..! Ugh, shut up, just pass the controllers so I can cream Tara and get this over with..." The final match starts, and things start to take an unexpected turn. Based on what you'd seen, you figured that Nikki was unfortunately correct that there wasn't much point in her and Tara even facing off. But Tara's been steadily learning despite her harsh losses... and Nikki is coming into the match already tilted from the fact that you won. She's playing way too aggressively and Tara actually does a decent job of punishing her for it, managing to take the first round. The loss, combined with everyone cheering for Tara, pushes Nikki into an even more frustrated, careless playstyle, and everything falls apart for her. Tara not only wins the match, but actually ends with a pretty strong lead in health in the second round. "I... I did it!" Tara says, her mouth dropping open. "I actually won!" Nikki swears and throws her controller down, crossing her arms and looking away from everyone. Meanwhile, you and Leah congratulate Tara, cheering her on. "Um, g-good game Nikki," Tara says. "I guess you were right that I needed some risk to play well, I was really worried about getting eaten..." You smirk. "Yeah that's right, you got last place, didn't you?" you say to Nikki. "You remember what that means, right?" Nikki snaps out of her sulking and looks over at you, her eyes widening a little. "You... guys didn't think I was serious about that, did you?" \ [[Claim your prize and eat Nikki->Tabletop Hangout- Eat Nikki]] <<link "Let her weasel out of it">><<replace "#choice">>\ "Well, you //did// seem pretty serious when you suggested it, but no, you're right, that would be way too high stakes to actually go through with for something like this," you say. Nikki breathes a sigh of relief. You smirk and raise a finger. "But! I still deserve a prize for winning, so for the rest of the night //I// get to make the rules for how we're playing. No more 'the best player gets to just keep kicking everyone's butt forever'." "What? No way! We're in my dorm using my console, I get to be in charge!" Nikki snaps. "Okay, I can just go back to the original prize we agreed on then," you say, getting up from the bed and going to stand in front of her. "You..! Ugh, fine, whatever..." Nikki grumbles, crossing her arms and looking away. With the tournament over, you get back to playing much more casually. Instead of "winner keeps their controller", you set the rule to just alternate which controller gets passed off after each match so that everyone gets equal chance to play and isn't just facing the same opponent almost every time. Remembering Nikki's insistence on only playing her main, you also quickly add the rule that no one can use the same character twice in a row. Nikki still seems grumpy, but everyone else is having a much better time than before. After a while, Leah brings up that there are a few different rulesets and gamemodes you can swap to within the game itself. You look through the list and pretty quickly settle on an alternate mode called "snackdown". It's a tournament where you can only deal damage via digestion, and after a character gets fully digested in a match they're no longer able to be selected, with the tournament continuing until only one character remains. By the end, even Nikki seems to be enjoying the challenge the unusual ruleset provides and finally mellows out a bit. She even compliments Tara on her improvement when, in a surprising turn of event, she's the one that manages to take the final spot. Eventually, things start to wind down and most of you are yawning more than you're talking. You decide to call it a night, getting up from the bed and stretching your arms. "This was actually really fun other than the threat of being eaten earlier which kinda..." Tara says, blushing as she catches herself starting to ramble. She clears her throat. "Um, thanks for inviting us Nikki." "Yeah, uh, thanks for coming. I'm, uh, s..." Nikki starts to say. Then she groans and shakes her head. "I'll see you guys at club." "Yeah, see you then!" you say, waving as you head for the door. "We should do this again sometime..!" Leah chimes in. "Yeah, sure, whatever..." Nikki mumbles. Everyone gives a final goodbye, then heads out into the hall.<<if $leahRel < 3>> <<Leah 1>><</if>> [[Head back to your dorm->September 6th- Night]]<</replace>><</link>>

<<Time 19.5>><<set $tabletopHangoutLost to true>>You decide that it's worth the risk to try and counter her, swapping to using Maja instead. You take a deep breath after locking in your choice. After how obnoxious she's been just because she's skilled at the game, you're determined to teach Nikki a lesson. Nikki scoffs at your choice. "You would..." "What, getting worried now?" you reply. "Not a bit," Nikki says, leaning forward in her seat. "But if it turns out you've been hustling me this whole time, I'm just gonna eat you regardless of the tournament..." You ignore her, staying focused on the game. The first round starts and, perhaps predictably, things don't go very well for you. Nikki dances circles around you while you struggle to figure out the basics of this new character. You've barely gotten any damage in at all by the time she finishes you off. But, by the end you'd started to get the hang of the slowing mechanic you were hoping to use against her, and the tables start to turn in the second round. Your inexperience is still showing, but the fight is much more even. Then, right as things are getting down to the wire, you manage to pull off a swallow on her. You pump your fist and watch the screen intently. She's low enough that you might be able to finish her off, giving you the win for the whole match... but your brow furrows as her health stops dropping despite the struggle animation continuing. Nikki smirks. "I was really hoping she didn't know she could do that..." Leah groans. You watch in confusion as slime emerges from behind your character sprite in a vaguely humanoid shape, then wraps around it and fully reforms back into the slimegirl--with you in her belly. Your jaw drops open a little and the excitement instantly drains from your body. You had much less health than she did, and before the prompt for you to struggle even comes up--"GUTTED". The slimegirl burps as your character dissolves inside her. "What the hell was that?" you say. "Cyan is, uh, the only character that can do a swallow reversal, at least right now..." Leah explains a bit nervously. "You risk a little more damage in their stomach in exchange for instantly swallowing them when you escape..." "Yep, any serious player would know every trick in their character's kit before using them in a real match," Nikki taunts. She passes her controller to Leah. "Alright now thrash Tara quick so we can watch these losers fight." You sigh and pass your controller to Tara. Unfortunately, Nikki is exactly right and their match is quick and one-sided. Leah goes all out and easily beats Tara, not even falling below half health at any point in either round. "Um, sorry..." Leah says with a nervous laugh. "There, see? Just like I said," Nikki laughs. "Now let's find out who's on the menu." You and Tara exchange a nervous glance, then turn your attention to the screen to choose your characters. Feeling like you'd gotten a handle on her despite the outcome of the prior match, you stick with Maja. This quickly proves to be a big mistake. Her slowing mechanic doesn't hinder Tara's playstyle much at all, and you keep mistiming attacks since you still aren't very familiar with the character. Both rounds are close, at least, but it's a clean sweep for Tara. "I... I won! I actually did it!" Tara cheers. Then she gets a sheepish look on her face. "Um, sorry $name, good game..." "Hey no worries, good--" "Ha! Perfect," Nikki laughs. She looks over at you and pats her stomach. "My gut will be waiting for you after the next match.~" "Right..." you mumble, starting to get nervous. You consider the possibility of just rushing out the door before the next match finishes--she seems serious about the bet... The next match starts, and everyone goes completely quiet. Leah and Nikki are fully focused on the game, both giving it their all while you and Tara look on in nervous anticipation. They're very closely matched, the first round going to Leah while she has only a sliver of health remaining. The second is just as close, this time going to Nikki. Leah seems to be sweating a little with how concentrated she is, but it pays off. She manages to swallow Nikki's character while she's far too low to pull the same trick she did on you, taking the match and the top spot in the tournament. "Bullshit!" Nikki shouts, slamming her controller down. Leah just breathes a sigh of relief. "Good job Leah!" you say. Then you clear your throat. "So, uh..." "What's... oh," Leah says, blushing. "D-Don't worry, we, um, don't have to go through with the bet..." "Thank goodness..." "No, fuck that!" Nikki snaps. "We made a bet, all of us agreed to the stakes! Eat her!" "Well..." Leah mumbles. "Hey, shut up!" you protest. "You didn't win, she did. She can do what she wants." "She can, huh? See, that means she's fine with you claiming your prize," Nikki says with a grin. "Come on, eat her, you earned it." "U-Ummmm..." Leah says, starting to fidget in place. "But, um, we never said that the loser had to get digested so you could just spit her out after since... you know... Morgan..." Tara chimes in. "R-Right!" Leah says, sitting forward. "I'll... I'll just swallow you for a little while." "//*Pfft*//, lame... but whatever, she'll still be humiliated..." Nikki grumbles. "You... promise you'll spit me back out?" you say. The thought of just making a break for the door is still running through your head. "Y-Yeah..!" Leah says, blushing even harder. "I'll let you out after like... ten minutes. Just a friendly... thing... between friends... y'know..?" Nikki seems to have picked up on what you were thinking and gets up to stand in front of the door. You sigh, finding it hard to believe you're about to go through with this over a game. [[Alright, swallow me...->Tabletop Hangout- Lose 2]]

<<Time 20>><<set $ateNikki to true>><<set $preyName to "Nikki">><<set $preyHealthMax to 24>><<set $preyResilience to 1>><<set $preyFrustration to 0>><<set $preyExhaustion to 0>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "Nikki_PredActions">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "Nikki_Struggle">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "Nikki(TEXT)">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Eat Nikki- Failure">><<set $preySize to 5>><<set $fullness += $preySize>><<set $neutralDigestion to true>><<set _rematchAccepted to false>><<set _firstRetaliation to false>><<set _resting to false>><<set _rematchTurn to 0>>\ "Oh no, you can't back out now just because you lost," you say. "A bet's a bet." "Yeah, you're the one that set the stakes..." Leah says. "But, um, we never said that the loser had to get digested so you could just spit her out after since... you know... Morgan..." Tara adds. "No way, I'm not just gonna let you eat me!" Nikki snaps. "I don't care what I said earlier, I was just messing around. You're crazy for thinking I was seriously suggesting something that dumb!" "Geez, do you really have to be an obnoxious winner //and// a sore loser?" you say, getting up from the bed and walking over to her. "It's like Tara said, we didn't necessarily agree to //digesting// the loser, but you //are// taking a dip in my guts." "It's not happening! You really think you can--hey, get off!" You lean in and grab Nikki's arms while she's ranting at you, pulling her close. She's clearly not going to go willingly despite the bet, which you suppose you can't really blame her for, so you don't waste a second before shoving her head into your mouth. Tara lets out a nervous yelp. "I SAID GET OFF YOU BI--" You quickly advance past her head, replacing her protests with muffled rage as her mouth is sealed into your body. Holding her arms tight to her side, you push forward, your lips sliding over her shoulders and down past her chest. She isn't the most pleasant prey you've ever had--her hair was greasy and the dye in it left an unpleasant chemical aftertaste, and now the zipper from her sweatshirt is dragging along your tongue--but she's definitely one of the most satisfying after how she was acting. Your shirt begins to ride up as your belly stretches to accommodate Nikki's entrance<<if $outfit is "uniform">>, one of your buttons even snapping off before you're able to adjust them properly<</if>>. Her legs kick and flail as they hang out of your mouth, her efforts ultimately useless as she continues to sink into your body. Bit by bit, you feel her form slide down your throat toward your stomach, squirming and shifting the whole way down. Soon enough, her feet disappear through your lips, one final swallow sealing her away in your distended gut. "//*UUurrp!*// To the victor go the spoils!" You say with a laugh, patting the side of your belly. You drop down onto the bed to sit in Nikki's former spot, pushing out another burp in the process. "G-Gutted..!" Leah says, somewhat quietly and with a flustered look on her face. You get the feeling she thought it would be funny, but second guessed herself and couldn't fully commit. "YOU FUCKING BITCH!" Nikki roars, already thrashing against the walls of your stomach. "This is //my// fucking dorm, I invited you here! You can't do this, get me the hell out of here! NOW!" "Oh shut //*URP*// up, you did this to yourself," you say, giving her a little squeeze. "We could have just all had a fun game night, but //*urp*// you had to be all hyper competitive... Plus, this whole bet was your idea in the first place." "But, um, you are gonna let her back out again right..?" Tara mumbles, eyeing your squirming belly with a worried expression. "Probably," you say, giving your belly a teasing poke. "Once she's learned her lesson and I've //*urp*// gotten to enjoy my prize a little.~" "Right, well, um, I--This has been really fun guys but I, um, I'm tired so I'm gonna go," Tara blurts out, getting up and scurrying over to the door. "Okay bye..!" You and Leah exchange a look, then laugh a little. But then you frown and glance down at your stomach. "You don't think she's going to tell Morgan about this, do you?" "Um... honestly I would probably be too nervous to and she seems worse than me, so..." Leah says with a slight laugh. "But, uh, don't worry! If it comes up I'll vouch for you and say you let her back out." "...and what about if I don't?" Leah blushes and fidgets a little. "Well, Tara wouldn't know for sure if you did or didn't, so..." "Aw, thanks Leah, you're the //*urp*// best," you say.<<set $sceneAttack to 0>><<set $sceneDefense to 0>><<done>><<include $sceneActionsLink>><<replace "#actionReminder">><<PredActionReminder>><</replace>><</done>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "predOptions">></div>

<<if $preyHealth <= 0>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _rematchAccepted>>You get completely engrossed in your gaming with Leah, both of you enjoying yourselves much more than earlier on with Nikki in charge. There's playful banter when you're being competitive, and instead of going all out every time you mix it up every now and then by trying new characters or adding silly rule restrictions. You almost entirely forget about your prey, not noticing as her movements slow, or as your belly gradually grows softer and rounds out. Your next match with Leah is a close one, both of you giving it your all. The first round comes down to the wire, ending with Leah swallowing your character, and the second starts to wind down toward a similar end. Things start to get even more intense for you as you feel a pressure begin to build in your abdomen, forcing you to strain against it so you can keep your focus on the game. Then, you manage to swallow Leah's character while she has too little health to escape. You pump your fist in the air to celebrate the narrow victory, but the sudden movement seems to shake something loose in your gut, sending an even more intense pressure bubbling up from the bottom. "//*OUUURRRrrrrp!*//" A monstrous belch rises up your throat almost perfectly in time with your character's victory burp in the game. You grin and poke your belly, its contents soft and mushy. "I think our host is finally gone," you chuckle.<<else>>As Nikki's struggling starts to die down, you find yourself getting engrossed in watching Leah play. She seems to have gotten completely lost in it herself, having barely said anything since she started playing. It's a comfortable, relaxing silence though, not something that feels awkward. The air is filled with nothing but soft gurgling from your stomach and the sound effects from the game. You gently massage your belly while you watch her play, feeling the surface get softer over time as the form underneath grows less distinct. After a while, there's no trace of your prey left, your gut completely rounded and its contents feeling mushy and sloshing around when you push in with your fingers. A pressure starts to rise through your stomach as you poke at it. "//*OUUURRRrrrrp!*// Aah..." you say, sighing in contentment from the release. Leah jumps a bit in your seat, seemingly having forgotten she wasn't alone after getting so focused on the game. You laugh as she regains her bearings and blushes.<</if>> @@color:lime;Nikki has been digested!@@ "I, uh, bet this isn't the way she saw tonight going..." Leah says, very gently poking your belly. "It's not really how I saw the night going either, but I'm not //*urp*// complaining," you say with a grin, shaking your belly a little with one hand. <<if _rematchAccepted>>"This was really fun once she was out of the way though!<<if $leahHangout>> Felt like we picked up right where we left off on Monday.<</if>>"<</if>> "Yeah, this was nice..!" Leah says, blushing a little. "Thanks for coming along, I don't think me or Tara would have ever stood up to Nikki if it was just us... And, um, your secret's safe with me--I'll tell Morgan I saw you let her out if she ever finds out about this..." "Heh, thanks," you reply. <<if $fat < 20>>"I might need to hit the gym before the next club meeting to make that convincing though, after all this gets packed away," you chuckle. <</if>>Then you yawn. "How late do you think it is? Haven't checked the time in a while." "Yeah, same. We should probably get going," Leah says. "It, um, actually feels kinda weird being in her room now that she's totally gone..." "Ha, yeah, I kinda get what you're saying," you reply. You push yourself up off of the bed, the contents of your gut sloshing around a little. "I'm probably about ready to //*urp*// sleep this off anyways."<<if _rematchAccepted>><<if $leahRel < 4>> <<if $leahRel < 2>><<Leah 2>><<else>><<Leah 1>><</if>><</if>><<elseif $leahRel < 3>> <<Leah 1>><</if>> <<include "playerPredEnd">>[[Head back to your dorm->September 6th- Night]] <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 2>> <<append "#digestion">> "She's really squirming like crazy in there... It actually really does look like the struggle animation in the game," Leah says with a laugh. "Are you doing okay?" <<if $progress > 1>>"Never better," you lie, wincing a little.<<else>>"Oh yeah, she's no problem at all," you reply, lightly smacking the side of your belly.<</if>> "You should be asking how //she's// //*urp*// doing. Think she's learned anything from this whole situation?" "SHUT THE FUCK UP AND SPIT ME OUT!" Nikki roars as she thrashes around inside of you. "Um, it doesn't sound like it..." Leah says, laughing nervously at first, then more comfortably as you join in. <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 3>> <<append "#digestion">> A loud belch escapes your lips. You look down at your belly, running a hand down the front of it and listening to the groaning and gurgling noises it's letting out. Nikki has definitely been in there long enough for it to be a punishment at this point. "So, um..." Leah says, her gaze locked on your gut. "Are you actually gonna digest her? It's been a while..." <</append>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <<replace "#special">> <<link "Let her out">> <<goto [[Eat Nikki- Release]] >> <</link>> <<link "You won fair and square, finish your meal">> <<append "#digestion">> "Yep, that's the plan," you say with a grin, giving your belly a smack to make sure Nikki's paying attention. "I definitely would have let you or Tara out, probably wouldn't have //*urp*// even gone through with the bet at all actually, but her? She set the stakes and I won fair and square. I'm going to fully //*Urrrrp*// enjoy my prize.~" "FAIR AND SQUARE MY ASS, I KNOW YOU CHEATED BITCH!" Nikki shouts. "No way you could have ever beaten me legit!" "Is that really your biggest concern right now?" you laugh. "Ugh, you're dead when I get out of here!" Leah is still looking at your gut, seeming flustered after your response. "Y-Yeah, I guess she kinda does deserve it for how she was acting..." "Exactly! And her character for club was annoying anyways, Morgan and Erika will probably //*urp*// be relieved not to have to deal with her anymore," you chuckle. <</append>> <<set $neutralDigestion to false>> <<set $noCrush to false>> <<removeclass "#crush" "hide">> <<DialogueInterruption>> <</link>> <</replace>> <<elseif $turn is 4>> <<append "#digestion">> Leah starts to shift in her seat a little, looking unsure of what to do with herself in the current circumstances. Her attention is drawn to the TV and she smiles. "Hey, um, everything's still set up. Do you maybe want to, uh, keep playing?" she says, picking up one of the controllers. "Or, she has been pretty active, I get if you'd rather not if she's not done yet..." <</append>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <<replace "#special">> <<link "You're on">> <<append "#digestion">> <<set _rematchAccepted to true>> "Ha, you're on!" you reply with a grin. "Bold of you to challenge the //*Urrp*// undefeated champion here." "But I already beat you a few times earlier..." Leah says. "I was just warming up!" you reply, chuckling. "Kidding. But, uh, could you get the other controller for me? Our third //*urp*// wheel is a little in the way..." "HEY! Don't you two dare touch my fucking console!" Nikki shouts. You just rest your hands on your belly, smiling at Leah as she retrieves the second controller for you, which had ended up on the ground after your prey's outrage at her defeat. "I don't even want you in my room anymore after this!" "Thanks!" you say, taking the controller from Leah and ignoring Nikki's protest. "You know, I think I'm gonna try the character she kept using, maybe eating her has transferred some of her skill to me." You and Leah laugh as you choose your characters and load into the match. <</append>> <<addclass "#crush" "hide">> <<set $noCrush to true>> <<if $oralProficiency > 2>><<addclass "#shake" "hide">><</if>> <<set $noShake to true>> <<addclass "#squeeze" "hide">> <<set $noSqueeze to true>> <<addclass "#massage" "hide">> <<set $noMassage to true>> <<addclass "#taunt" "hide">> <<set $noTaunt to true>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <</link>> <<link "Stay focused on Nikki">> <<append "#digestion">> "Sorry, but I don't think I'd be able to pay much attention to the game with her in here," you say, patting your belly. "Maybe once she's done thrashing around." "Oh, yeah, um, no problem," Leah says. "I think I'm gonna play by myself still though, if that's okay." "Go for it, I'll be //*urp*// cheering you on," you say with a smile. "HEY! Don't you dare touch my fucking console!" Nikki shouts. You just rest your hands on your belly, giving Leah a nod of approval as she starts to search for an online match. "I don't even want you in my room anymore after this..! Ugh, if you ruin my ELO I'm gonna eat you after I get out of here!" <</append>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <</link>> <</replace>> <</if>>

<<set _roll to (random(1,20))>> <<if $preyExhaustion > 2>><<set _resting to true>><<elseif $preyExhaustion <= 0>><<set _resting to false>><</if>> <<if $turn is 0>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<set _preyActionIntensity to 0>> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Ugh, this is disgusting, whatever the fuck you ate for dinner is still in here!" Nikki roars, thrashing wildly against the walls of your stomach. Her efforts are pretty aimless, but you're definitely feeling a bit nauseous from all the movement. "GET ME OUT YOU STUPID, CHEATING BITCH!" <</append>> <<elseif $preyFrustration > 0>> <<set $preyFrustration -= 1>> <<set $preyExhaustion += 1>> <<if (!_firstRetaliation or (_roll > 10)) and ($lastAction is "taunt")>> <<set _firstRetaliation to true>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "What, you think you're funny?" Nikki growls. She pushes forward as hard as she can, making you wince a little. Then she does it again, though her precise strikes quickly devolve back into wild, aggressive kicking and shoving. "Ugh, this is such //bullshit//! I'm getting out of here, and you can't fucking stop me!" <</append>> <<else>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<elseif _resting and ($turn > 2)>> <<set $preyAction to "rest">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <<else>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<append "#digestion">> <</append>>

<<set _roll to random(1,2)>> /* REMEMBER TO INCLUDE VARIABLE CHANGES IN UNIQUE DIALOGUE */ <<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "relax">> <<if _rematchAccepted>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<if _rematchTurn is 0>> <<set _rematchTurn to 1>> <<append "#digestion">> You keep your attention on the match with Leah, <<if $preyAction is "rage">>the most acknowledgement you give Nikki being a light smack after one of her blows makes you accidentally hit the wrong button<<else>>resting your arms on your belly while Nikki tries to catch her breath<</if>>. It turns out to be much trickier to use Cyan, the slimegirl she'd been refusing to switch off of, than you thought. Your respect for how good she was at the game would definitely have gone up if she wasn't currently turning into mush inside of you. Although she's also using a character she isn't very familiar with, Leah gets a handle on hers much faster than you and pretty easily wins the match. "Well, so much for being the //*urp*// champion," you laugh. "I'm honestly surprised she wasn't being cheap and just using a broken character that whole time." "Oh yeah, Cyan's actually pretty tricky to use, and you kind of have to be okay with, uh, playing really obnoxiously like she was with all the wavedashing to do well," Leah replies. "She's the only character with a swallow reversal though so that's kinda fun." "Wait what?" "Haha, here, I'll show you!" <</append>> <<elseif _rematchTurn is 1>> <<set _rematchTurn to 2>> <<append "#digestion">> You and Leah load into another match, this time swapping characters. <<if $progress > 2>>Despite the serious aching Nikki has managed to kick up, you're confident enough she's finished that you stay focused on the game instead of dealing with her.<<else>>Still unbothered by Nikki, you continue to ignore her in favor of enjoying your time with Leah.<</if>> As she promised, Leah just stands still at the start of the match so you can swallow her, in order to show off the move she was taking about. "Okay so watch, if you're playing as Cyan and you hold down while you struggle..." she explains. On screen, her character stops taking damage after about as long as you would expect, but the struggle animation continues. "Then instead of getting thrown up she comes out of their butt and reforms around them." Sure enough, you watch as slime emerges from behind your character sprite in a vaguely humanoid shape, then wraps around it and fully reforms back into the slimegirl--with you in her belly. "Wow, gross. That's awesome!" you say with a laugh. "I wonder why Nikki never //*urp*// pulled that one out." "I'm not sure she knew about it, and I wasn't gonna be the one to give her a new annoying trick," Leah says with a laugh. <</append>> <<elseif _roll > 1>> <<append "#digestion">> It's a little tricky to play with the bulk and distracting movement of your gut in the way, but you do your best to keep up with Leah. The next match is close, but she ends up taking it with a digestion finisher. <</append>> <<else>> <<append "#digestion">> You continue to ignore Nikki in favor of the game, focusing all your energy on beating Leah. This time, things start off close but you manage to pull ahead and win the match by the end. <</append>> <</if>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "crush">> <<if $counter is 0>> <<set $counter += 1>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "You know, this is what you deserve," you say, grabbing the sides of your belly. Tightening your stomach muscles to hold her in place, you start to gradually push your hands in harder while you talk. "You've //*Urrp*// been an absolute brat all night. Bullying Tara and me, bitching at Leah for being able to beat you..." Your arms tremble a little from the pressure you're putting on her as you take out your anger. "And you totally //*urp*// made this bet as an excuse to eat me for standing up to you. Having it backfire like this is just karma.~" <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "taunt">> <<if !_firstRetaliation or (_roll > 1)>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Are you sure you're //*urp*// really trying in there?" you say, poking the bulge in your stomach that you're pretty sure is Nikki's head. You snicker as you watch her shift around in irritation. "Remember, you should be mashing the 'A' button to get out faster."<<if $turn < 4>> Leah laughs, though quickly gets embarrassed by the fact that her initial reaction came out as more of a snort.<</if>> <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "damaged">> <<if $preyHealthThreshold is 1>> <<append "#digestion">> "P-Please..." Nikki says, her voice less harsh than it has been. "It was just a game... this is going way too far..." Your only response is a belch escaping your lips, followed by an affectionate pat to your belly.<<if $turn < 4>> Maybe she's actually learned her lesson from this after all.<</if>> <<if $neutralDigestion>>@@color:yellow;Nikki is on her last legs.@@<<else>>@@color:lime;Nikki is on her last legs!@@<</if>> <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<default>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</switch>>

<<Time 20.5>><<set $tabletopHangoutReleasedNikki to true>><<set $ateNikki to false>>You grunt and lurch forward,<<if $noMassage>> dropping your controller as you're<</if>> suddenly struck by a sharp pain in your stomach. Nikki's struggling is really starting to get to you and she isn't showing signs of letting up anytime soon. You wrap your arms around your belly to try and slow her efforts, but it's already too late. Nausea rushes through your body as your stomach clamps down hard around your prey. "Fucking... finally..!" Nikki grunts, her words slurred as her head starts to push up into your esophagus. You try to fight it, grabbing at the top of your gut and attempting to relax your stomach muscles, but there's nothing you can do. Painful waves of pressure force her further and further toward freedom, the taste of bile soon stinging at the back of your tongue. You finally relent, and she's quickly ejected from your body and out onto the floor of her dorm in a slimy heap. She's completely drenched in stomach acid and chyme, <<if $turn > 7>>her clothes eaten away to the point that she's down to just her underwear, and even that looks like it's barely holding it together. You can see a few light red patches scattered across her pale skin.<<else>>her pants peppered with holes and her hoodie fraying at the seams. Her already messy hair looks absolutely mangled from the efforts of your stomach.<</if>> She looks up at you with pure rage on her face. "GET. OUT!" she shouts. "Both of you! You're never fucking invited here again, and you are gonna //pay// for this!" You sigh again, wiping your mouth with one hand. "Yeah well we wouldn't want to come back after this anyways," you say, pausing to cough. "You're a terrible host." Leah anxiously fidgets with her hands, looking back and forth between you and Nikki without saying anything. You head for the door, absentmindedly rubbing your stomach, and she's eager to follow.<<if $leahRel < 2>> <<Leah 1>><</if>> <<include "playerPredFail">>[[Head back to your dorm->September 6th- Night]]

<<Time 20.5>><<set $tabletopHangoutReleasedNikki to true>><<set $ateNikki to false>>"Nah, I was just thinking that it was probably about time to get her //*urp*// out," you say. You give your belly a hard poke. "How are you feeling in there?" "DISGUSTING! Get me the hell out you freak!" Nikki roars, returning your poke with a hard shove that stretches your gut. "Good! Hopefully you reflect on why you ended up in there in the first place and learn to //*urp*// chill out in the future," you say, patting your belly. You plant your hands firmly on the bed next to you and push yourself up into a standing position. "Just shut up and throw me up, bitch!" You sigh and look down at your belly, frowning. But, you'd rather not risk Morgan coming after you over this, so you wrap your arms around the lower half of your gut and prepare to push her out. "Yeah, yeah, hang on..." You push in and up with your arms as hard as you can, not making any attempt to be gentle with her. You tighten, then release, your stomach muscles a few times, until finally your body gets the message and clamps down on her without your input. A wave of brief but intense nausea washes over you, and soon after Nikki's head is forced back into your mouth. With you actively encouraging her passage, it doesn't take long for her to be ejected from your body and out onto the floor of her dorm in a slimy heap. She's completely drenched in stomach acid and chyme, her pants peppered with holes and her hoodie fraying at the seams. You may have overdone it a little for something that was just meant to be a brief punishment. She looks up at you with pure rage on her face. "GET. OUT!" she shouts. "Both of you! You're never fucking invited here again, and you are gonna //pay// for this!" You sigh again, wiping your mouth with one hand. "Yeah well we wouldn't want to come back after this anyways. You're a terrible host." Leah anxiously fidgets with her hands, looking back and forth between you and Nikki without saying anything. You head for the door and she's eager to follow.<<if $leahRel < 2>> <<Leah 1>><</if>> <<include "playerPredFail">>[[Head back to your dorm->September 6th- Night]]

<<Time 20>>"Ok, fine..." you sigh. You get up from your seat and stand in front of Leah. "Let's get this over with..." "It, um, it won't be so bad, promise..." Leah mumbles, her face bright red as she looks you over. <<if $leahInfo4 > 0>>You cringe as you notice she's drooling a little, making you recall from your conversation yesterday that despite her apparent hesitation she's going to //really// enjoy this...<<else>>You swear that she's drooling a little.<</if>> You sigh and reluctantly hold your hands out for her. She carefully takes them, trembling a little, and brings them to her waiting mouth. As soon as she's gotten a taste, she starts to swallow you down at a worrying pace, your arms quickly disappearing down her gullet. You close your eyes as your head slides into the warm embrace of her insides, trying to comfort yourself with the thought that at least it's <<if $leahRel > 2>>a friend<<else>>Leah<</if>> and not Nikki you're going into. <<if $breastSize > 44>>Once your chest starts to slide into her mouth, she slows considerably. Wanting to get this over with, you wriggle and try to push yourself forward to assist her, but she freezes as soon as you start moving. Then she snaps out of it and begins swallowing you down even faster than before. You hear her heartbeat quicken and blush a little, realizing that though the delay //was// due to the size of your bust, it <<if $leahInfo4 > 0>>definitely<<else>>probably<</if>> wasn't because she was struggling to get you down... The rest of you quickly disappears into her body, and soon you're curling up inside her gut.<<else>>She seems to be eager to get this part over with, not slowing down for a moment as she swallows you down. Her throat wraps tightly around your head as you're squeezed down toward her stomach, your chest already following close behind. She grabs your waist and lifts up what remains of your body on the outside, smoothly guiding you towards her waiting gut<<if $buttSize > 39>>, though she seems to get a little... grabby when she gets to your hips.<<else>>, almost like you just fell forward into her. Soon, her lips seal shut behind your feet, locking you into her slimy insides.<</if>><</if>> "//*Oouurrp!*// Hah..." A loud belch escapes Leah's lips shortly after the last of you is deposited into her stomach, causing the walls to squeeze in a bit. You feel her pat her belly. "You were... d-delicious..." she says quietly, running a hand along the front of her gut. "There, exactly where losers belong~" you hear Nikki sneer. Leah jumps a little as another pair of hands pushes in on you. "But, um, you are gonna let her back out again right..?" Tara faintly mumbles. "Y-Yeah of course!" Leah blurts out. "<<if $leahRel > 2>>I wouldn't digest a friend...<<else>>This is, uh, just harmless //*urp*// fun, right?<</if>>" "Right, well, um, I--This has been really fun guys but I, um, I'm tired so I'm gonna go," Tara says, sounding like she's getting further away. "Okay bye..!" "God damn, what a baby..." Nikki grumbles. "Hey, lay off," you say, shifting against the walls of Leah's stomach. "You've been rude all night and made things super awkward with this bet, I'd leave too..." You flinch as something smacks Leah's gut, pushing out a burp. "Food doesn't talk," Nikki says. "Losers don't get to taunt the winner's... prey..." you say, fumbling the end of your retort a bit as you realize you're willingly referring to yourself as prey. Leah's stomach groans in approval. "Sh-She can talk... she's, um, not f-food..." Leah nervously asserts. "Whatever..." Nikki grumbles. "We're not just gonna sit here and listen to you digest her though. Rematch, you and me--I know you just got lucky last time." "I'm not //*urp*// digesting her..." Leah mumbles. "Sure," Nikki chuckles. "I still want that rematch." "Okay, you're on..!" Leah says. "I'll let her out after the match, that'll be, um, a good measure of time, right?" "As long as..." A worrying groan rumbles through the walls and cuts you off. "As long as you remember to get me out..." "You're going down this time..." Nikki grunts. The walls of Leah's stomach knead and shift around you while the two of them play their match, the sounds of the game faintly reaching you despite the barrier of flesh. You do your best to get comfortable and ignore the acid slowly trickling in, taking some deep breaths to stay calm. You trust Leah to let you out, but that doesn't make being inside an active stomach any less worrying<<if $leahInfo4 > 0>>. Especially knowing that she's very likely getting off to this<</if>>... Your world shifts every now and then as Leah gets invested in the game. From the sounds of it, she lost the first round. The second starts soon after, and the situation inside of her becomes alarming. You can feel the walls starting to squeeze a bit tighter, Leah clenching her muscles instinctively as she focuses hard on the match. You try to squirm into a better position in response, but she immediately squeezes you even tighter. When you try to protest, her stomach crushes in painfully tight, locking you in place. "//*Urrp*// S-Sorry $name!" Leah squeaks, releasing her hold. From the faint sounds you can here, the second round is over. "Oh god I was so focused on the game I--" "Well it's not over yet," Nikki snickers. You begin to worry much more about the current situation as they start the final round, Leah's stomach once again starting to clamp down on you as her attention is taken by the game. You brace yourself, doing your best to keep the slimy walls at bay as you remind yourself that it's almost over. Acid starts to build up around you as her stomach eagerly prepare to deal with the meal it's been sent, but just as you're starting to get worried the walls relax and Leah grunts in irritation. "Ha! See, I told you I was better, the tournament was just a fluke!" Nikki gloats. "Hey, I was //*Urrp*// distracted, this wasn't a fair rematch..." Leah pouts. "Let's go again, I just had to get used to playing on a full stomach." "Sure thing," Nikki quickly replies. \ <<link "Protest">><<replace "#choice">>"H-Hey! Leah, you need to let me out!" you protest, pushing against the walls of her stomach. "//*urp*// R-Right!" Leah says, quickly shifting to stand up. "Hey c'mon, match already started, she'll last another!" Nikki says. "No! Get me out!" you shout, starting to struggle in earnest. "Of course, s-so //*urp*// sorry..!" Leah says. "Ugh, fine, at least do it in my shower so it's easy to clean..." you faintly hear Nikki grumble. The world shakes and sways as Leah scurries into the bathroom. Without another word, you feel her squeeze her belly as the walls crash down around you. You're crushed painfully tight for an uncomfortably long period of time, Leah seemingly struggling to get her stomach to cooperate in letting you go, but eventually you feel your head push back up into her esophagus. The rest of you quickly follows, and soon enough you're sprawled out on the cold tiles of Nikki's shower, drenched in slimy fluids from head to toe.<<set $outfitState to "drenched">> "Th-Thanks..." you mutter, sitting up and rubbing your head as you regain your bearings. <<if $leahRel > 2>>Leah is giving you a wide eyed stare, her face bright red and her hands covering her mouth<<else>>Leah is looking away from you, blushing furiously.<</if>> "U-Um, are you okay?" she says. "Yeah... you just had me worried there for a second," you say with a weak chuckle. You rise back to your feet and stretch your arms, your whole body stiff after being curled up inside of her. "I think this is a good time to call it a night..." "Y-Yeah, I'm ready to leave too..." Leah mumbles as the two of you head out of the bathroom. "Just close the door on your way out," Nikki grunts. She's barely paying attention to you, having already moved on to playing solo after Leah chose to release you. [[Head back to your dorm->Tabletop Hangout- Lose: Recovery]]<<set $totalEscaped += 1>><</replace>><</link>> [[Let her play another round->Tabletop Hangout- Eaten By Leah]]

<<Time 20.25>><<set $leahDorm to true>>You step out of Nikki's dorm and into the hall, Leah trailing behind you. Still coated in her digestive fluids, you trudge across the bridge, making your way back to your dorm to wash off. Leah stays quiet for a while, but speaks up when you turn to say goodbye before heading downstairs. <<if $leahRel > 2>>"I-I'm so sorry $name! I shouldn't have agreed to the bet, o-or at least not gone through with it when I won..!" she blurts out. "I almost got carried away, I knew I would, and I could have... I almost... P-Please don't hate me..." "Woah, Leah, Leah! It's okay," you say, giving her a reassuring smile and taking a step closer. "I don't hate you! Everything turned out fine, so no hard feelings. Only person I'm mad at is Nikki." "A-Are you sure? But I--" You grab her hands. "Here," you say. You smirk and briefly squeeze them, then let go, leaving them coated in her own stomach acid. "Now I've done something unpleasant to you, we're even." "O-Oh, well..." Leah mumbles. She has a nervous smile, still looking concerned. "I really need a shower, and you should probably wash your hands," you say with a little laugh. "I'll see you around, okay?" "Y-Yeah... um, bye then!" she replies, hurrying into her dorm.<<else>>"Um, I'm..." she starts to say, fidgeting with her hands and trailing off. "I'm sorry $name, I shouldn't have swallowed you, the bet was stupid... I'll see you at club..!" She hurries off into her dorm before you can say anything in response. You sigh, but smile, finding it hard to hold much ill will towards her. <<if $leahRel < 2>> <<Leah 1>><</if>><</if>> You continue on your way downstairs, heading back to your dorm. <<if $emmaInjured>>\ Stepping inside, you find that Emma must still be out with Sunny. Probably for the best right now. After grabbing some pajamas to change into, you head into the bathroom and turn on the shower. After stripping off your soiled clothes, you step into the warm current of water and let out a sigh of relief, feeling the slimy coating on your skin wash away. Since you've got nothing else to do tonight, you really take your time getting clean, making sure no trace of your time spent in Leah's stomach remains. Eventually, you dry off and get changed, finally returning to the room. Just as you're going to sit down on your bed, the door swings open, and Sunny marches in. "Good, $name you're awake still!" she laughs. She starts to knock her hands against the wall to create a drumroll. "Introducing... the new and improved Emma!" She swivels and snaps her fingers into guns pointing at the doorway. Emma slowly steps in from the hall, grinning but blushing a little and nervously holding her hands in front of her. "Um, hey $name..!" she says. You raise your eyebrows a bit and look her over. She seems to be wearing a slightly different outfit than before, now sporting a paler blue tank top that's short enough to leave some of her midriff exposed. Much more striking, however, is her hair. It's been trimmed back to clean up the damage Zoey's stomach gave it, leaving her with curled ends that barely reach lower than her ears. Her old orange highlights are still mostly gone, but she now has a bright blue streak going from the front off to the right side. <<if $emmaRel > 0>>"Woah, Emma!" you say with a grin. "It look great!" "Thanks! Haha I've always wanted to try having blue in my hair!" she beams, running a hand along the streak. "I didn't think I'd be able to pull off short hair, but Sunny took me to this amazing place in town." "You can always trust me to know where to go," Sunny says with a snap. "I'll catch you two tomorrow!"<<else>>"Oh, nice," you say pretty flatly. "Oh don't mind her, she's just annoyed that you're definitively cooler than her now," Sunny says, waving her hand dismissively. "I'll catch you tomorrow, I should get back to my dorm!"<</if>> "Bye Sunny! Thanks again, tonight was just what I needed!" Emma calls out as Sunny heads off into the hall. She drops back onto her bed with a contented sigh. It seems like she's finally completely shaken off the near-digestion experience she had earlier in the week. "Well, I'm kinda exhausted after all that, I'm gonna get ready for bed." She gets up and heads into the shower, leaving you alone in the room again. After a little while, you start to realize just how tired you've gotten as well, and decide to call it a night.\ <<else>>You find Emma lounging on her bed when you step inside. She starts to greet you, but takes a sharp inhale and shifts further back on her bed when she sees the state you're in. "$name, what happened? Are you okay?" she says. "Yeah I'm fine," you say, stopping to grab some pajamas to change into before heading for the bathroom. "I, uh, lost a bet." "Oh, that's... I've been there," she replies with a laugh. "Um, enjoy your shower!" With a change of clothes and a towel at the ready, you head into the bathroom and turn on the shower. After stripping off your soiled clothes, you step into the warm current of water and let out a sigh of relief, feeling the slimy coating on your skin wash away. Since you've got nothing else to do tonight, you really take your time getting clean, making sure no trace of your time spent in Leah's stomach remains. Eventually, you dry off and get changed, finally returning to the room. You chat with Emma for a little while, but she goes to take her nightly shower not long after yours, and as you sit on your bed you start to realize how exhausted you're feeling after that whole ordeal. So, not long after she finishes her shower, you head back into the bathroom to get ready for bed.<</if>> [[Get ready for bed->September 6th- End of Day]]<<set $outfit to "pjs">><<set $outfitState to "normal">>

<<Time 18.5>><<set $day6HuntWithSam to "challenge">>"Fine, you're on!" you say, crossing your arms. "Great. Just so you know, there might not be much I can do if you get yourself eaten," Sam chuckles. "Let's get going." The two of you head over to Lampton, returning to the barren dining hall. The room is almost completely empty at this point<<if $metBetty>>, though curiously you're pretty sure you can see Betty sitting alone, without Alice, at one of the far tables<</if>>. "So what's the plan here?" you say. "Finding specifically two sophomores is probably gonna be pretty tough. Unless you're completely crazy and were planning on just, like, knocking on doors asking people to help us with this." "Hey, if it comes down to it I could pull that off," Sam says. "But for now I was thinking we'd just walk around upstairs for a while, maybe catch people coming out of their rooms. Or coming back to their room, Maeve says a lot of people go out into town Friday night." "Yeah, that makes sense to me," you reply. The two of you head for the stairs. "And it's not like we need to find two we can eat at the exact same time, you know. I could grab one and then you can keep looking for another, it would just be more convenient if they're together already," Sam continues. "Or //I// could eat one first and leave you to find another," you say, giving her a little nudge. "//*Pfft*//, I'm still positive you're bluffing, so no way would you beat me to the punch." Arriving at the second floor of Lampton, the two of you start your hunt. You head down the hallway to your left, walking past the rows of dorms in hopes of finding suitable prey. It starts to sink in that this is actually a pretty dangerous idea, but you've already committed at this point. Sam would be unbearably smug about it if you were to back down now. Perhaps predictably, you don't have much luck. The two of you slowly make your way back and forth between the two dorm hallways on this floor, never managing to run into //anyone// even after a few loops. The closest you came was once seeing a door at the end of the hall close just as you turned the corner. At Sam's suggestion, you take a break to sit at one of the tables overlooking the dining hall next to the stairs. "This was exciting when I first had the idea..." Sam says with a sigh, leaning forward over the table to rest her head on her arms. You faintly hear her stomach growl. "Probably should have waited for a busier time of day..." "Giving up, then?" you tease. Sam smiles and sits back up a little. "Hey, I skipped dinner you know. Maybe I'll just have to eat //you// if this doesn't work out." "If we put this on hold for now we can probably still--" "Shh--look!" Sam says, cutting you off. "I think that's just what we're looking for." She points down toward the dining hall and you follow with your eyes. Coming in from the courtyard are two girls you don't recognize--a tall brunette with a ponytail and a smaller girl with short black hair sporting some pink highlights. They seem to be laughing about something together. "Alright follow my lead, we'll convince them we're clueless freshman looking for help with something, then strike when we get a good opening," Sam says, getting up from her seat. She smirks at you. "And I'll even be nice and let you have the short one." "Oh, how generous," you reply, shaking your head. The two of you head downstairs, walking straight towards the other pair. "No, no, really! This guy just came up and..." the tall girl says, trailing off and narrowing her eyes as she spots you and Sam approaching. She's wearing an open flannel shirt over a short white tank top, and now that you're closer you can see freckles dotting her pale skin. "Uh, hey?" "Hey! You guys are sophomores, right?" Sam says. "Yeah, and you two are obviously freshmen," the short girl answers. She's wearing a long sleeved black dress with pink highlights, one that leaves her upper chest fully exposed. She places a hand on her hip and pouts. "Why, hoping to see what a real pred's stomach can do?" The taller girl squints at Sam, then suddenly gets a worried look on her face. "Shit... Maria look at her, that one's Maeve's sister..." The short girl, Maria, glances at Sam, then turns to the other girl. "Fuck, good eye Liz..." she says in a hushed tone. "Guess we're not ending tonight with a meal, you heard about what happened to--" "Guess this works too," Sam says with a sigh. She lunges forward, grabbing the taller girl while the two of them are focused on each other. <<link "Now or never..!">> <<set $pacifist to false>> <<set _checkType to "oral">> <<set _baseline to 9>> <<set _modifier to 5>> <<include "voreCheck">> <<if _swallow>> <<goto "Hunt With Sam- Eat Maria">> <<else>> <<set $stamina -= 10>> <<set $samRivalLoss += 1>> <<replace "#check">>\ "Hey, get off!" the taller girl, Liz, shouts as she starts to grapple with Sam. Having no choice but to follow her lead, you move in to grab Maria, getting a firm hold on her shoulders while she was distracted by Sam's advance. However, she's quick to react, turning and grabbing your arms before you can properly lock hers down. With a surprising amount of strength for her petite frame, she pushes you away. @@color:orange;Your strength fails you.@@ "You..!" Maria hisses, though quickly trails off as she turns to look at her partner. Sam has her arms locked down tight and is already starting to swallow her head. "LIZ!" You wait for another opening, expecting her to try and interrupt Sam, but instead... she lunges at //you//, nearly tackling you to the ground. After the surprise passes, you attempt to grab her, but she's already swiveled behind you. She pushes you down to your knees with a kick to the back of your legs, then leans in to restrain you by hugging you tight with one arm, locking down your own. Your eyes widen as you feel her breath on the back of your neck and her free hand grabs your jaw. "Let go of Liz right now McKenn, or I'll eat your friend here!" Maria shouts, gripping you painfully tight. Her words come out frantic, almost nervous. "I-I'm serious, I don't care if you tell Maeve, she won't get here in time to stop me!" Sam pauses, her lips just starting to slide over Liz's chest. There's a tense silence as the two of you lock eyes, an unmistakably panicked expression on your face. Her hesitation is clear, but you breathe a sigh of relief as she finally pulls back and spits out Liz's head. "Fine, let her go..." Sam says, coughing from the discomfort of pulling her prey out of her throat. She lets go of Liz, who quickly backs away, her head and shoulders coated in saliva. "LIZ!" Maria shouts, instantly letting go of you and rushing over to the other girl. She pulls her into a tight hug. "Liz are you okay!?" "Yeah... Yeah, I'm fine..." Liz says, returning the hug with just as much passion. She gives Sam a worried glance. "Come on, we should go..." The two of them hurry off towards the stairs without another word. You get back on your feet, a bit dazed from the quick turn of events. "She was... so agile... what the hell..." you mumble. Sam doesn't look happy. "Great work $name," she says dryly. "I'm really convinced that you weren't lying after that." "I... thank you," you say. "Seriously, I appreciate it. I don't think she was bluffing..." Sam sighs. "Yeah, yeah... You're gonna have to make this up to me some day, that was an amazing meal I just gave up..." "I will," you say with a nod. "But I don't think we're gonna find any replacements at this point..." Sam sighs again, crossing her arms. "No, I guess I'm just gonna go hungry tonight..." she grumbles. "Another day. I'll see you later..."<<if $samRel > 1>> <<Sam -1>><</if>> The two of you part ways, Sam heading towards the stairs. Rather than awkwardly tag along after already saying goodbye, you head outside to take the path through the courtyard back to your room instead. [[Head back to your dorm->September 6th- Night 2]]\ <</replace>> <</if>> <</link>>

<<set $day6HuntWithSam to "betty">><<set $bettyEaten to true>>"Oh absolutely, that sounds like a perfect way to end the week," you reply with a grin. "I even ran into her and Alice earlier today--still assholes." "Great! Let's get searching then," Sam says. <<if $ateCassidy>>"Remember: you got the last one so I have dibs this time." "Yeah, yeah, I remember," you say, shaking your head.<<else>>"I've got dibs when we find her, by the way." "What? But you're the one who ate Cassidy..." "Yeah I know, but I didn't eat dinner and I was already planning to hunt, so..." She shrugs. "That's the deal for getting my help." "Fine, as long as she's getting put in her place I guess it doesn't matter..." you say.<</if>> It's pretty clear that Betty isn't in the courtyard, and Sam feels like its better to search more proactively when hunting someone specific, so the two of you head into Karbo. The building is pretty barren at this hour, but you're hoping you might be able to catch her coming or going from her dorm, though you're not sure which is hers. As you start to approach the dorm halls, however, a thought occurs to you. While you're eager for revenge against her and Alice, especially after ending up in her stomach, Betty has particularly had it out for Emma since day one. It might be nice for her to be the one to take Betty down, if you could get Sam on board... \ <<link "Try to convince Sam to bring Emma along">><<if $samMeetEmma != "none">><<set $predName to "sam">><<goto "Hunt With Sam- Betty: Normal">><<else>><<goto [[Hunt With Sam- Betty: Emma 1]]>><</if>><</link>> [[Don't->Hunt With Sam- Betty: Normal]]

/* The choice associated with feeding Emma Betty makes things messy in the original night passage, so moving Hunting with sam and possibly others here for clarity*/\ <<if $ateMaria>><<Time 22>>You and Sam slowly make your way out into the courtyard, your heavy guts sloshing around as they're jostled by every step. You head towards the entrance to Karbo, idly chatting while you return to your dorms for the night. The soft groaning sounds of digestion echo through the empty halls of the building. <<if $samDorm>>You part ways when you arrive at your dorms, eager to settle in and relax for the rest of the night<<else>>You say goodbye to Sam when you arrive at the door to your dorm, only to pause as she starts to unlock her own dorm--Room K138, just a couple doors down from your own. "Wow, that's your dorm? How have we never run into each other coming in and out before?," you say. "Beats //*urp*// me," Sam says as she unlocks the door. "Maybe I've been spending too much time in Maeve's suite. I'll see you around, $name."<<set $samDorm to true>><</if>> You head into your room, <<if $emmaInjured>>taking a seat on your bed with a sigh. You just lean back and relax for a while, nearly starting to doze off, but you're snapped out of it by the sound of someone fiddling with the doorknob, jumping a bit from the unexpected noise. The door swings open, and Sunny marches in. "Good, $name you're awake still!" she laughs. She starts to knock her hands against the wall to create a drumroll. "Introducing... the new and improved Emma!" She swivels and snaps her fingers into guns pointing at the doorway. Emma slowly steps in from the hall, grinning but blushing a little and nervously holding her hands in front of her. "Um, hey $name..!" she says. You raise your eyebrows a bit and look her over. She seems to be wearing a slightly different outfit than before, now sporting a paler blue tank top that's short enough to leave some of her midriff exposed. Much more striking, however, is her hair. It's been trimmed back to clean up the damage Zoey's stomach gave it, leaving her with curled ends that barely reach lower than her ears. Her old orange highlights are still mostly gone, but she now has a bright blue streak going from the front off to the right side. <<if $emmaRel > 0>>"Woah, Emma!" you say with a grin. "It look great!" "Thanks! Haha I've always wanted to try having blue in my hair!" she beams, running a hand along the streak. "I didn't think I'd be able to pull off short hair, but Sunny took me to this amazing place in town." "You can always trust me to know where to go," Sunny says with a snap. "I'll catch you two tomorrow! Nice gut by the way $name!"<<else>>"Oh, nice," you say, giving a little nod. "Oh don't mind her, too absorbed in her meal to really take in the look," Sunny says, waving her hand dismissively. "I'll catch you tomorrow, I should get back to my dorm!"<</if>> "Bye Sunny! Thanks again, tonight was just what I needed!" Emma calls out as Sunny heads off into the hall. She drops back onto her bed with a contented sigh. It seems like she's finally completely shaken off the near-digestion experience she had earlier in the week. "Well, I'm kinda exhausted after all that, I'm gonna get ready for bed." She gets up and heads into the shower, leaving you alone in the room again. After a little while, you start to realize just how tired you've gotten as well, and decide to call it a night.<<else>>finding Emma already asleep in her bed. Though it's a bit early for a Friday night, you're feeling pretty lethargic after your meal and decide to follow her lead, heading into the bathroom to get ready for bed.<</if>>\ <<elseif $ateBetty>>\ The two of you make your way across the bridge to return to your dorm, moving a bit slow under the weight of your belly. It bounces a little with every footstep, kicking up soft, wet noises as its contents shift around. The sensation is amplified on the stairs and you have to concentrate on maintaining your balance, feeling the heft of your gut tug at the rest of your body with each step. <<if $totalPrey > 3>>But, you're used to the feeling by now, and make it back to your dorm without any issue.<<else>>With a little help from Emma, you soon arrive at your dorm.<</if>> "What a perfect way to //*urp*// end the week," you say with a sigh, dropping down to sit on your bed. The sudden movement kicks up a loud sloshing sound from your gut. You smirk and give it a pat. "Revenge and a full belly." "It does feel great to know I won't have to deal with her anymore," Emma replies, sitting back on her own bed. "And now you can enjoy the party tomorrow without having to worry about her showing up to spoil things!" "You know, that's a good point! I guess we could call this some last minute party prep," Emma says with a laugh. She yawns. "I think I'm just gonna hit the shower and call it a night, unless you need the bathroom first." "Nah, Betty's gonna need a while longer before I let her go," you snicker, pushing in on the side of your belly. "Oh gross, don't talk like that!" Emma says, though she stifles a laugh. She grabs a towel and a change of clothes and heads into the bathroom, leaving you alone to enjoy your meal. You lean back against the wall, gently massaging your belly, still basking in the satisfaction of <<if $ateCassidy>>turning both of Alice's lackeys into fat<<elseif $samAteCassidy>>having taken out both of Alice's lackeys already<<elseif $eatenByBetty>>getting your revenge on the bully<<else>>your meal<</if>>. You pull out your phone to pass the time, still idly rubbing your gut with one hand, but your eyes quickly start to grow heavy. Rather than fight the feeling, you slip into the bathroom to get ready for bed as soon as Emma finishes her shower.\ <<elseif $ateLian>>\ You make your way back through the halls of Karbo, your heavy steps kicking up all kinds of wet noises from your stomach. You head straight inside when you arrive at your dorm, <<if $emmaInjured>>taking a seat on your bed with a sigh. You just lean back and relax for a while, nearly starting to doze off on the spot, but you're snapped out of it by the sound of someone fiddling with the doorknob, jumping a bit from the unexpected noise. The door swings open, and Sunny marches in. "Good, $name you're awake still!" she laughs. She starts to knock her hands against the wall to create a drumroll. "Introducing... the new and improved Emma!" She swivels and snaps her fingers into guns pointing at the doorway. Emma slowly steps in from the hall, grinning but blushing a little and nervously holding her hands in front of her. "Um, hey $name..!" she says. You raise your eyebrows a bit and look her over. She seems to be wearing a slightly different outfit than before, now sporting a paler blue tank top that's short enough to leave some of her midriff exposed. Much more striking, however, is her hair. It's been trimmed back to clean up the damage Zoey's stomach gave it, leaving her with curled ends that barely reach lower than her ears. Her old orange highlights are still mostly gone, but she now has a bright blue streak going from the front off to the right side. <<if $emmaRel > 0>>"Woah, Emma!" you say with a grin. "It look great!" "Thanks! Haha I've always wanted to try having blue in my hair!" she beams, running a hand along the streak. "I didn't think I'd be able to pull off short hair, but Sunny took me to this amazing place in town." "You can always trust me to know where to go," Sunny says with a snap. "I'll catch you two tomorrow! Nice gut by the way $name!"<<else>>"Oh, nice," you say, giving a little nod. "Oh don't mind her, too absorbed in her meal to really take in the look," Sunny says, waving her hand dismissively. "I'll catch you tomorrow, I should get back to my dorm!"<</if>> "Bye Sunny! Thanks again, tonight was just what I needed!" Emma calls out as Sunny heads off into the hall. She drops back onto her bed with a contented sigh. It seems like she's finally completely shaken off the near-digestion experience she had earlier in the week. "Well, I'm kinda exhausted after all that, I'm gonna get ready for bed." She gets up and heads into the shower, leaving you alone in the room again. After a little while, you start to realize just how tired you've gotten as well, and decide to call it a night.<<else>>finding Emma already asleep in her bed. Though it's a bit early for a Friday night, you're feeling pretty lethargic after your meal and decide to follow her lead, heading into the bathroom to get ready for bed.<</if>>\ <<elseif $day6HuntBettyEmma>><<Time 21>>\ The two of you make your way across the bridge towards Karbo, heading downstairs to your dorm when you reach the other side. You take a seat on your bed to relax for the night, Emma doing the same. You chat with each other for a little while, <<if $showedBettyMercy>>Emma seeming to be in a very good mood after how the situation with Betty ended up going<<else>>but Emma seems a bit distracted after the failed attempt at Betty, creating an awkward mood. You both gradually get distracted by your phones instead<</if>>. Eventually she gets up to shower for the night and get ready for bed, making you realize how tired you've gotten. Disappointed with your evening, but looking forward to being able to sleep in tomorrow, you get up to head into the bathroom shortly after Emma gets out.\ <<else>><<Time 21>>\ <<if $day6HuntWithSam is "betty">>\ The two of you make your way back over to Karbo, what remains of Betty sloshing around in Sam's gut as her footsteps jostle her belly. The sound grows more intense as she heads downstairs, all of the movement seeming to frustrate Sam a little. <<if $samDorm>>You part ways when you arrive at your dorms, Sam clearly eager to settle in and relax for the rest of the night with her meal<<else>>You say goodbye to Sam when you near the door to your dorm, only to pause as she starts to unlock her own dorm--Room K138, just a couple doors down from your own. "Wow, that's your dorm? How have we never run into each other coming in and out before?," you say. "Beats //*urp*// me," Sam says as she unlocks the door. "Maybe I've been spending too much time in Maeve's suite. I'll see you around, $name."<<set $samDorm to true>><</if>> When you head into your room\ <<else>><<if ($day6Hunt2 is "bust") or ($day6Hunt2 is "greedy")>>Though disappointed to be returning no fuller than you were when you left, you make your way back through the halls to your dorm.<<elseif $day6Hunt2 is "sam">>You make your way through the halls of Karbo, feeling the adrenaline spike from the close call slowly fade as you walk back to your dorm.<<else>>You head towards Karbo, leaving the pleasant evening atmosphere of the courtyard behind as you step inside. The halls are completely barren at this hour--it's almost uncomfortably quiet on the way back to your dorm.<</if>> When you arrive<</if>>\ <<if $emmaInjured>>, you find that Emma is still out for the night. You <<if ($day6Hunt2 is "sam") and ($outfit != "uniform")>>quickly throw on a new shirt, then <</if>>sit back on your bed to relax, passing the time on your phone. After a little while, the sound of someone fiddling with the doorknob gets your attention. The door swings open, and Sunny marches in. "Good, $name you're awake still!" she laughs. She starts to knock her hands against the wall to create a drumroll. "Introducing... the new and improved Emma!" She swivels and snaps her fingers into guns pointing at the doorway. Emma slowly steps in from the hall, grinning but blushing a little and nervously holding her hands in front of her. "Um, hey $name..!" she says. You raise your eyebrows a bit and look her over. She seems to be wearing a slightly different outfit than before, now sporting a paler blue tank top that's short enough to leave some of her midriff exposed. Much more striking, however, is her hair. It's been trimmed back to clean up the damage Zoey's stomach gave it, leaving her with curled ends that barely reach lower than her ears. Her old orange highlights are still mostly gone, but she now has a bright blue streak going from the front off to the right side. <<if $emmaRel > 0>>"Woah, Emma!" you say with a grin. "It look great!" "Thanks! Haha I've always wanted to try having blue in my hair!" she beams, running a hand along the streak. "I didn't think I'd be able to pull off short hair, but Sunny took me to this amazing place in town." "You can always trust me to know where to go," Sunny says with a snap. "I'll catch you two tomorrow!"<<else>>"Oh, nice," you say, turning your attention back to your phone. "Oh don't mind her, she's just annoyed that you're definitively cooler than her now," Sunny says, waving her hand dismissively. "I'll catch you tomorrow, I should get back to my dorm!"<</if>> "Bye Sunny! Thanks again, tonight was just what I needed!" Emma calls out as Sunny heads off into the hall. She drops back onto her bed with a contented sigh. It seems like she's finally completely shaken off the near-digestion experience she had earlier in the week. "Well, I'm kinda exhausted after all that, I'm gonna get ready for bed." She gets up and heads into the shower, leaving you alone in the room again. After a little while, you start to realize that you're getting tired as well, and decide to call it a night. Content with your evening and looking forward to sleeping in tomorrow, you get up to head into the bathroom shortly after Emma gets out.<<else>>, you find Emma lounging on her bed. <<if ($day6Hunt2 is "sam") and ($outfit != "uniform")>>She's startled by your lack of a shirt, but you just throw on a new one and assure her you're fine. <</if>>The two of you chat for a little while as you sit back to relax on your own bed, though you both gradually get distracted by your phones instead. Eventually she gets up to shower for the night and get ready for bed, making you realize how tired you've gotten. Content with your evening and looking forward to sleeping in tomorrow, you get up to head into the bathroom shortly after Emma gets out.<</if>>\ <</if>> [[Get ready for bed->September 6th- End of Day]]

<<Time 19.5>><<set $ateMaria to true>><<set $samRival += 1>><<set $preyName to "Maria">><<set $preyHealthMax to 30>><<set $preyResilience to 4>><<set $preyFrustration to 0>><<set $preyExhaustion to 0>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "Maria_PredActions">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "Maria_Struggle">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "Maria(TEXT)">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Eat Maria- Failure">><<set $preySize to 4>><<set $fullness += $preySize>><<set _probed to 0>><<set _firstWeakSpot to false>><<set _specialCrush to false>><<set _firstTaunt to false>>\ "Hey, get off!" the taller girl, Liz, shouts as she starts to grapple with Sam. Having no choice but to follow her lead, you move in to grab Maria, getting a firm hold on her shoulders while she was distracted by Sam's advance. She's quick to react and tries to push you away, grabbing your arms, but you're able to keep her locked in a stalemate. You grapple with her, your arms starting to tremble, but then--she spots Sam starting to advance down Liz's chest and falters with concern. You take advantage, quickly leaning in to swallow her head. @@color:yellowgreen;You overpowered your prey.@@ Maria yells in outrage, but her voice is muffled by your throat. You start to swallow her down, dragging her head deeper into your esophagus. She must be wearing perfume--you're treated to a pleasant floral aroma as your lips slide down her neck and over her shoulders. Pressing her arms tightly to her side, you start to lift her up to better feed her into your mouth. This almost proves to be a mistake as she starts to flail her legs and comes close to knocking you off balance, but you manage to steady yourself, her stomach beginning to slide into your mouth as your swallows gradually pull her deeper and deeper. You can feel your belly already beginning to bulge out with her head. A strange sensation spreads through your chest from her constant wriggling, refusing to submit to the embrace of your body for even a moment on her way down. You continue undeterred, her body disappearing into yours bit by bit despite her resistance. A few more swallows draw her thighs down into your throat and she finally seems to admit defeat. You're certain she's just saving her strength for the struggle ahead, as she almost seems to be helping you along as the rest of her legs are pulled in. You gently rest your hands on your belly and feel it swell as the last of her is squeezed out of your throat and into your stomach. "//*OOUUuurrrp*// Man, she was a fighter..." you say, slightly panting. You can feel Maria shifting herself into a more comfortable position inside you. "Lucky, mine was so //*urp*// busy thinking about Maeve she barely put up any fight on the way down..." Sam says, giving her bloated belly a smack. She's sitting in a chair from one of the nearby tables. "I'd argue //you're// the lucky one," you say, waddling over to take a seat across from her. "Well, yeah... but sometimes it's fun when they //*uurp*// put up a fight..." Sam says. She turns to you with a grin. "Good job, getting 'em down is only step one though. You haven't proven anything yet." "Yeah, yeah, just //*URP*// watch and learn," you tease, though you grimace a little at the end of your statement from a sudden jolt of pain. Maria seems to be starting to test the walls of your stomach.<<set $sceneAttack to 0>><<set $sceneDefense to 0>><<done>><<include $sceneActionsLink>><<replace "#actionReminder">><<PredActionReminder>><</replace>><</done>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "predOptions">></div>\ <<set $samPrey.push({name: "Liz", status: "fodder", details: "when the two of you went hunting together to prove you could handle eating sophomores"})>>

<<set _roll to random(1,2)>> /* REMEMBER TO INCLUDE VARIABLE CHANGES IN UNIQUE DIALOGUE */ <<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "massage">> <<include "genericPredActions">> <<if $turn < 4>> <<append "#digestion">> "Ha, she's giving you that much trouble already?" Sam teases. "Not making a very strong //*urp*// case for yourself, $name." <</append>> <</if>> <<case "crush">> <<if !_specialCrush and ($samRel > 2) and ($progress < 3)>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<set _specialCrush to true>> <<append "#digestion">> You smirk, getting an idea. "Hey Sam, how about we work together a little bit?" you say, easing yourself up into a standing position. "Uh, maybe?" Sam replies, narrowing her eyes a bit. "What are you thinking?" "Well, these two seem like they're pretty close, so..." you say. With a grin, you gently nudge Sam's belly with your own. "Why don't we //*urp*// help them get a bit closer.~" Sam still seems confused at first, but then realization flashes in her eyes. "Oh..!" You swear you see her blush a little as she pushes herself up out of her chair. She stands with her belly just barely touching yours. "Could be fun." "What could be fun..?" you hear a voice ask from inside Sam. You feel Maria jump a little inside of you, then push towards the source, rubbing your skin against Sam's. "Liz! Liz are you still okay!?" "Yeah, Maria, I'm--" "Chatting wasn't really what //*UUrrrp*// we had in mind~" Sam says. She grabs the sides of your belly and pushes forward, cutting Liz off as she squishes her gut against yours. "Don't blame me if this makes you lose her, it was your //*URP*// idea." A loud belch rushes out of your mouth as you're caught off guard by her sudden advance, but then you grin and place your hands on her in return. Tightening your grip a little, you start to push forward as hard as you can, crushing your bellies together. "Oh don't you w--//*UUuurrruup!*//... worry about me," you say, blushing as the pressure forces out a huge belch. Maria and Liz strain against the pressure at first, pushing against each other to try and get themselves some breathing room. The sensation of your bellies rubbing together is odd, but not unpleasant. It doesn't take long before their resistance breaks, leaving them helpless and at your mercy as they're pressed against each other. You keep up the pressure as long as you can, but eventually you both have to ease off. "Okay, that was... //*Uuurp*//... actually really exhausting..." Sam says, dropping back into her seat. There's an audible sloshing sound from her belly. "Good way to mix things up though..." "Yeah, thanks..." you reply, returning to your own seat. You pat your belly, your prey remaining still as she recovers from your maneuver. "I think our meals really enjoyed it.~" <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "taunt">> <<if $turn is 1>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Aw, is this not how you saw your night going?" you say. You push in on your belly with a grin, shaking it a little to stir up some gas. "//*UUurrrap!*// That's a shame, because this is a great ending for mine.~" <</append>> <<elseif !_firstTaunt or (_roll is 1)>> <<set _firstTaunt to true>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "You know, I haven't //*urp*// seen Sam's gut move much in a while," you say, prodding Maria's head through your belly to make sure you have her attention. "I don't think your friend is holding up too well." Sam grins and gives her belly a little shake. "Yeah, she's getting pretty soft in there, too bad there's no one around to help her.~" "LIZ!" Maria's muffled voice shouts. "Ugh, you can both go to hell!" <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "damaged">> <<if ($preyHealthThreshold is 1) and (_probed < 3)>> <<append "#digestion">> A satisfied groan rumbles through the air from your stomach, a small burp racing up your throat along with it. You smile and gently pat the top of your belly. While you have managed a sophomore meal before, you'd been nervous about this whole situation, but now... it's really starting to look like you'll be able to pull it off. You can tell that Maria has worn down a lot by now, and she's beginning to realize that herself. "I still haven't... D-Damn it, I don't have enough time..." you hear her say. "NO! I am //not// going to be some freshman's dinner!" @@color:lime;$preyName is on her last legs!@@ <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "progress">> <<if $progress is 2>> <<append "#digestion">> You grimace and clutch your belly for a moment, a sour groan rumbling through the air. Maria's struggling is really starting to get to you, nausea spreading through your body. Though you try to keep your cool, you clearly aren't hiding it very well. "You're looking pretty rough there," Sam says with a smirk. "I thought you said you'd //*urp*// done this before?" "Sh-Shut up..." you mutter. "I'm fine..." @@color:red;Your prey is gaining the upper hand.@@ <</append>> <<elseif $progress is 3>> <<append "#digestion">> You gasp, then cover your mouth as a painful contraction strikes in your stomach. Your body starts to reject Maria, attempting to force her back up into your throat. Refusing to give up just yet, you push down on the top of your belly and take a deep breath. Miraculously, it works--the pressure subsides and a few frantic swallows sends the small bit of your prey that had begun to make the return trip back down into your gut. "Just give up, you know I'm not staying in here!" Maria growls, giving the walls of your stomach a frustrated shove. "I thought you'd said sophomores were no problem?" Sam taunts. "Okay, I really wasn't //*Uurp*// lying about having eaten one before, but implying it was //*urp*// easy was definitely just boasting..." you admit. @@color:red;Your stomach can't hold out much longer.@@ <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<default>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</switch>>

<<if $turn is 0>> <<set $preyAction to "probe">> <<set _probed += 1>> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "This night has been amazing, and I am //not// letting some freshman punk ruin it!" Maria growls. You feel another sharp jab to your insides. She's running her hands along the walls of your stomach, then occasionally striking hard, like she's probing for what gets the best reaction. <</append>> <<elseif _probed >= 3>> <<if !_firstWeakSpot>> <<set _firstWeakSpot to true>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> You can feel Maria once again studying the walls of your stomach, gently running her hands along them without putting much pressure or resistance into it. While you should be relieved that a sophomore is being so docile, you can't help getting a bad feeling about what she's up to in there. That feeling is quickly proven correct as a sharp pain flares in the back of your gut. You gasp and lurch forward in your seat, reflexively clutching your belly. "There we go..." Maria grunts. "I hope this hurts, bitch." You cry out as she strikes the same spot again, this time even harder. The bulges in your belly shift and contort as she positions herself to have as much leverage as she can, continuing to shove and kick at the same point. You aren't sure //what// she's hitting, but whatever it is, it's excruciating. "Uh, you okay?" Sam asks. "Probably not..!" you reply, clutching at your stomach in a futile attempt to stop your prey. <</append>> <<else>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> Maria doesn't let up in her assault, continuing to pummel the weak point she identified with everything she can muster. Waves of pain shoot through your entire abdomen, your body practically begging to let her out. <</append>> <</if>> <<elseif $preyHealthThreshold is 1>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <<else>> <<if ($lastAction is "shake") and ($lastPreyAction != "brace")>> <<set $preyFrustration to Math.max(0, $preyFrustration - 1)>> <<set $preyAction to "brace">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <<elseif $lastAction is "taunt">> <<set $preyFrustration to Math.max(0, $preyFrustration - 1)>> <<set $preyAction to "struggle">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <<else>> <<set _probed += 1>> <<set $preyAction to "probe">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <</if>> <<append "#digestion">> <</append>> /* -I think she's going to have a pretty unique 'ai'. Basically, rather than "probe->immediately act if 'the coast is clear'", every time she probes it iterates a counter, and once it reaches a certain point she figures out your weak point and starts raging hard, and there's nothing you can do about it beyond crushing once that starts -first action is probe -then she will attempt to do a generic probe every turn, but: -if you taunted her last turn, she'll do a normal struggle(still strong but not as bad as if she's able to get to full strength) -if you shake her, she'll get disoriented and try to brace herself instead (both of these lower her frustration as well, though it doesn't directly do anything since she's responding directly to the actions that cause it instead)(if you shake while she's bracing it accomplishes nothing and she'll just probe, an optimal strategy here is likely repeating shake->taunt) -If she's able to complete three probes, she'll start to rage every turn until she escapes or gets digested. The first of these is unique and clearly describes her finding your weakspot after all that searching and hitting it hard, after that I think will also be unique but just a very brief "she continues wailing on the tender spot she found" -When she reaches one health, she'll abandon her strategy and (generic)rage every turn(if she didn't already complete the probing phase)*/

<<if $preyHealth <= 0>> <<append "#digestion">> "Shit... How..." you hear Maria say. Her efforts have gradually been weakening, your stomach clearly wearing her down. "You're just a freshman..." "Well, evidently I'm a pretty good one," you say, giving the bulge her head is making a poke. Grinning, you start to massage your belly. "Or you're a bad sophomore, either works.~" "Shut up..!" Maria grunts, giving a weak shove to the walls of your stomach. "I just need to get out... and then me and Liz can--" She's cut off by a loud, roaring belch from Sam. She grins and looks down at her belly, giving it a shake that pushes out a smaller burp. Then she turns to you and you match her grin. "Liz, huh? Sounds like she's already gone," you say, patting Maria's head through your belly. "Sorry.~" "N-No..! But..." Maria whimpers. "Lizzy..." Defeated by the knowledge that even if she got out at this point, she'd be alone, Maria stops resisting. You can still feel some subtle movements for a little while longer, but before long your belly goes completely still. Giving it a curious squeeze, you find that its contents is already going soft. You can feel a bit of pressure starting to build... "//*BWOOoouurp!*// Ah..." you say, a powerful belch erupting from your lips. "There, I told you. One sophomore, well //*URRP*// on her way to being sludge.~" @@color:lime;Maria has been digested!@@ "Same here," Sam says with a grin, smacking her belly. "I'm impressed $name, I really thought you were bluffing. Guess I underestimated you." "Try not to do it again," you chuckle. "This made for a pretty great end to the week though, so I'll let it slide." "Yeah, this was the best meal I've had in a while... And it was, um, kinda nice tag-teaming like this..." Sam says, mumbling by the end. She clears her throat. "Anyways, let's do this again next week, but with juniors." "I think I'll have to pass on that one for a while, this was challenging enough," you say with a laugh.<<if $samRel < 4>> <<if $samRel < 2>><<Sam 2>><<else>><<Sam 1>><</if>><</if>> <<include "playerPredEnd">>The two of you sit and talk for a while, giving your stomachs some time to really work down your prey before walking anywhere. Groans and gurgles echo through the empty dining hall, filling the air with the sounds of digestion. As the conversation starts to wind down, you're reminded of Emma's party tomorrow. It's a little last minute, but you realize you still haven't gotten a chance to invite Sam yet... <<link "Invite her">><<replace "#choice">>\ "Hey by the way, my roommate's throwing a big party for the freshmen tomorrow night! You're invited if you want to come," you say. <<if $samMeetEmma is "ate">>"By roommate do you mean the girl I tried to eat the other day?" she asks, pursing her lips. "Uh, yeah, that's the one..." you say with a nervous laugh. "I'll pass then, sorry, that would be super awkward." "Fair enough..."<<else>>"A party, huh?" she says, pursing her lips. Then she shrugs. "Eh, why not, I'll try to remember to go. Bet it'll be an easy place to grab a meal." "Great! It'll be in the lounge tomorrow night."<<set $week1PartySamInvited to true>><</if>> After a little longer, Sam pushes in on her belly with a curious look. Her hands easily sink into the surface, knocking some gas free in the process. Satisfied with her investigation, she pushes herself up off her chair. "Well, I think I'm ready to //*urp*// go sleep this off, if you're good to head out." "Yeah, that's a good call," you say with a yawn. The contents of your belly sloshes a little as you stand up, continuing to make subtle sounds as the two of you head for the exit. [[Head back to your dorm->September 6th- Night 2]] <</replace>><</link>> <<link "Don't">><<replace "#choice">>\ You decide not to bring it up. Sam doesn't really strike you as much of a party girl, plus you can't see a world where she wouldn't eat someone if she did attend, and Emma wants to try and keep things safe.<<if $samMeetEmma != "none">> Not to mention that their last meeting didn't exactly go over well...<<elseif $sunnyInquiry1>> Not to mention that Sunny seemed to have some kind of issue with her when you brought up Sam the first time you met--better to avoid any potential drama.<</if>> After a little longer, Sam pushes in on her belly with a curious look. Her hands easily sink into the surface, knocking some gas free in the process. Satisfied with her investigation, she pushes herself up off her chair. "Well, I think I'm ready to //*urp*// go sleep this off, if you're good to head out." "Yeah, that's a good call," you say with a yawn. The contents of your belly sloshes a little as you stand up, continuing to make subtle sounds as the two of you head for the exit. [[Head back to your dorm->September 6th- Night 2]] <</replace>><</link>> <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 3>> <<append "#digestion">> You suddenly hear Sam gag and turn to her with a concerned look. She has a strained expression on her face and you can see that her stomach is clamping down on her prey, making the outline of her form much more distinct. Her throat starts to bulge out, but whatever was pushing out comes to a stop. A few swallows and some massaging sends her prey back to her gut, Sam taking a gasping breath once the situation has finally resolved. "Fuck..." Sam mutters. She shakes her gut, being pretty rough about it. "Don't you dare try that again..." <</append>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <<replace "#special">> <<link "Tease her">> <<append "#digestion">> "What's that? Is the //*urp*// expert predator having some trouble over there?" you say in a mocking tone. "After all that talk about how //I// couldn't do it?" Sam crosses her arms and looks away, a slight blush creeping onto her cheeks. "It was nothing!" she pouts. "I've got everything under //*Urrp*// control..." "I'll only gloat a little bit if you fail, don't worry," you say with a smirk. "Oh shut up," Sam replies with a laugh. <</append>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <</link>> <<link "Check in on her">> <<append "#digestion">> "Hey, you okay?" you ask. "Yeah, yeah I'm //*urp*// fine..." she replies. "She just got lucky and managed to push her hand back up into my throat..." "Oof, hate when they do that." "Tell me about it..." <</append>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <</link>> <</replace>> <</if>>

<<Time 20>><<set $ateMaria to false>><<set $samRivalLoss += 1>>You cry out as a sharp pain strikes in your gut. Maria has been making clear just how skilled students here are even by sophomore year, and your stomach seems to have had enough of it, clamping down on her so hard that it's painful for //you//. You make a brief attempt to resist and swallow her back down, but it does nothing to slow her from surging back up your throat. In just seconds, she's ejected from your body and you're left coughing and sputtering in your seat. She quickly pushes herself up off the ground, completely drenched in stomach acid. Her dress is fraying and filled with holes from the time spent in your gut. Your eyes widen in fear as she starts to advance towards you, a furious look on her face. "You... little... b--" she starts to say. A burp from Sam cuts her off, turning her look of fury into one of worry as her attention shifts to Sam's gut. "Come on, $name, you couldn't even //*urp*// handle the little one?" Sam says. "I knew you were bluffing..." "She was... much tougher than--" A slimy arm wraps around your throat. "Spit Liz out //right now// McKenn, or I'll eat your friend here!" Maria shouts, gripping you painfully tight. "I'm serious, I don't care if you tell Maeve, she won't get here in time to stop me! Let her go!" Sam glances at you, then narrows her eyes at Maria. "It's way too //*Urp*// late for that, you..." She trails off and looks at her gut, smirking and giving it a pat. "Here, she wants to tell you herself." She gets up and takes a step closer to the two of you, pushing her belly out towards Maria. "Maria, just get out of here..." a shaky voice says from inside Sam. "I'm not getting out of this, please just save yourself..." "But... Lizzy..!" Maria says, her hold on you loosening. "I know... Just... don't go down with me, please get out of here... I love you, okay?" Maria lets go of you and sniffles, reaching out to run a hand along Sam's belly, though Sam quickly pulls away from her slimy touch. "I love you too..." She clenches her fists and starts to storm off towards the stairs. "Hey!" Sam calls out before she's gone. Maria stops but doesn't look back. "I don't really like to do this, but just to be clear: if you cause trouble for me or $name over this, I'll make sure to let Maeve know you're a problem." "Y-You..!" Maria growls. Then she lets out an outraged grunt and runs off up the stairs. A large bulge thrusts out from Sam's belly as she sits back down. Sam rolls her eyes and gives it a little shove. "Yeah, yeah, calm down, that's only if she //*urp*// fucks with us..." You take a deep breath to relax yourself after that close call. "Um, thanks Sam, I really appreciate the help..." "Uh-huh..." Sam grumbles. "Can't believe I actually thought you could pull this off for a second there... And now that goodbye is kinda spoiling the mood..." "Uh, right..." you say. "I think I'm gonna call it a night after that, enjoy the rest of your meal." "Bye then," Sam says, turning her attention to her prey.<<if $samRel > 1>> <<Sam -1>><</if>> Feeling very awkward and eager to get out of the situation, you hurry out into the courtyard to return to your dorm. <<include "playerPredFail">>[[Head back to your dorm->September 6th- Night 2]]

<<set $emmaAteBetty to true>><<set $emmaCorruption += 1>>"Hey, Sam," you say, stopping near the door to your dorm. "I know we established that you had dibs, but--" "Nope, I told you," Sam says, crossing her arms, "<<if $ateCassidy>>This one is mine<<else>>This is my dinner for tonight<</if>>, that's the deal for my help. You can't have her." "It wasn't me that I was thinking," you say. "Betty's been shitty to me, but my beef's more with Alice. My roommate Emma though--Betty has been absolutely awful to her. If she tags along and you help me convince her to be the one to eat Betty, I promise I'll help you catch a meal another time to make up for it." Sam squints at you. "'Convince' her?" "Yeah, Emma's, uh, not that active of a pred," you say with a slightly nervous laugh. "I don't think she's even thought about eating anyone outside of class yet. But //Betty//--she tried to eat her the first day and has been shitting on her every chance she gets ever since. She's clearly getting under Emma's skin and I bet it won't take much to convince her to settle things with her gut." "I'm really hungry you know. You seriously want me to give up a meal for someone I haven't met that needs to be //convinced// to go through with it?" "I mean, I like Emma and I think it's probably important for her to get her first prey out of the way early if she's gonna last here," you explain. You smirk. "Plus, even though she did also try to eat me, I'm pretty sure it'll piss Betty off //way// more if Emma is the one that eats her." Sam purses her lips, still standing with her arms crossed. "Please?" She sighs and her shoulders sag. "Fiiine... I guess it could be fun watching a goody two-shoes fall off their high horse..." "Thanks, you're the best!" you say. "Promise I'll make it up to you." "You better," Sam says with a smirk. You head over and unlock the door to your dorm, stepping inside with Sam. Emma is lounging on her bed and looks over as you enter. <<if $day6Hunt1 != "none">>"Heya $name!" Emma says with a smile. "I was starting to get a little worried, haven't seen you since before lunch. Who's this?"<<else>>"Hey again $name!" Emma says with a smile. "Who's this?"<</if>> "Hey! This is my friend Sam," you say. "You busy right now?" "Hey," Sam chimes in, giving her a very brief wave. "Hey, nice to meet you! I'm Emma," Emma replies with a smile. She shifts to sit at the edge of the bed. "And no, not at all! I was planning on just relaxing for the rest of the night." "Perfect, come with us then!" You place your hands on your hips and grin at her. "We're hunting down Betty." "H-Huh?" Emma says. "Why all of a sudden?" "Well, me and Sam actually tried this the other day and had to settle for Cassidy instead, but I ran into her on the hunt again tonight and we're giving it another shot," you explain. "But, um, why do you need me to come along?" "Cause Betty ruined your first day and she's been bullying you ever since!" you say. "Obviously you should be the one to eat her." "Yeah, come on, we're losing time," Sam says. "Um... I've had a long day, and it's already pretty late so I doubt--" "Ugh! This girl is a total bitch, right?" Sam says, throwing up her hands. "Well, yeah, but--" "And she won't leave you alone, right? Even though based on this conversation I'm sure you've tried to talk things out?" "That's true..." "Then eat her ass!" Sam says, jabbing a finger towards Emma. She seems frustrated. "If not she's gonna eat //you// before long. How do you think things work at a //vore school//?" "You should probably eat the rest of her too," you quietly chime in, an impish smile on your face. Sam lightly punches your arm. "Shut up, don't ruin my motivational rant," she says, though she's laughing a little. "I... No, you're right, Betty's been awful every time I've met her," Emma says with a sigh. "I'm just not normally so... proactive, with something like this. But... okay." She stands up, a nervous smile on her face. "Let's go find her." "Finally, let's get this over with..." Sam grumbles, heading for the door. [[Begin the hunt->Hunt With Sam- Betty: Emma 2]]

<<if $predName is "sam">><<set $predName to "!ERR:setPredName">>\ "Hey, Sam," you say, stopping near the door to your dorm. "I know we established that you had dibs, but--" "Nope, I told you," Sam says, crossing her arms, "<<if $ateCassidy>>This one is mine<<else>>This is my dinner for tonight<</if>>, that's the deal for my help. You can't have her." "It wasn't me that I was thinking," you say. "Betty's been shitty to me, but my beef's more with Alice. My roommate Emma though--Betty has been absolutely awful to her. If she tags along and you help me convince her to be the one to eat Betty, I promise I'll help you catch a meal another time to make up for it." Sam frowns and cocks her head a little. "Emma's the girl you introduced me to the other day, right?" "Uh, yeah..." "Yeah absolutely no deal then," she says with a laugh. "You're crazy, helping her hunt someone down would be so fucking awkward... Plus no way am I giving up a meal for her after that argument." "Yeah, fair enough actually..."\ <<elseif $emmaInjured or ($emmaRel < 2)>>\ <<set $day6HuntWithSam to "betty">>"Oh absolutely, that sounds like a perfect way to end the week," you reply with a grin. "I even ran into her and Alice earlier today--still assholes." "Great! Let's get searching then," Sam says. <<if $ateCassidy>>"Remember: you got the last one so I have dibs this time." "Yeah, yeah, I remember," you say, shaking your head.<<else>>"I've got dibs when we find her, by the way." "What? But you're the one who ate Cassidy..." "Yeah I know, but I didn't eat dinner and I was already planning to hunt, so..." She shrugs. "That's the deal for getting my help." "Fine, as long as she's getting put in her place I guess it doesn't matter..." you say.<</if>> It's pretty clear that Betty isn't in the courtyard, and Sam feels like it's better to search more proactively when hunting someone specific, so the two of you head into Karbo. The building is pretty barren at this hour, but you're hoping you might be able to catch her coming or going from her dorm, though you're not sure which is hers. \ <<else>>\ You decide not to bring up Emma<<if $samMeetEmma != "none">>, thinking better of the idea after remembering how her and Sam's last meeting went.<<else>>, realizing that the two of them may not get along all that well in a situation like this.<</if>> Plus, you did already promise Sam she could be the one to eat Betty, you doubt she'd appreciate you going back on it now.\ <</if>> "Alright, so, do you have any idea where her dorm is? Like, at least the floor it's on?" Sam asks as the two of you slowly make your way through the hall of dorms. "No clue, unfortunately," you reply. "I actually haven't seen her without Alice or Cassidy since the very first day." "Well, that's good honestly," Sam says with a smirk. "Maybe you'll get to take a stab at Alice when we find her." "Oh, you're not going to claim dibs on both of them?" you tease. "Hey, don't tempt me!" Sam laughs. The two of you patrol through both dorm halls in Karbo, even taking a quick peek around the classroom halls just in case. No luck. So, you head across the bridge to Lampton. To your surprise, right as you turn the corner into the hall of dorms... you spot her. Betty, seemingly on her way back from the dining hall and, for once, without Alice anywhere in sight. She doesn't seem to see you yet, so you quickly put a hand out to stop Sam and step back onto the bridge. "That's her, just starting to come down the hall," you whisper. "Thought so. This is perfect," Sam says with a grin. "She shouldn't even know who I am, right? You go up and start talking with her, I'll wait a bit before coming out and see if I can just walk right past to get behind her." "Yeah, that could work, we've gotta go quick..." you say. You smirk and shoot her a look before heading out. "If you bail on me, I'm getting a friend's help to hunt //you// next time." "You'll need a lot of friends to pull that off," Sam snickers. With that, you step back into the hallway and head straight for Betty. She notices you pretty quickly this time. "Ugh, seriously?" Betty groans, stopping and placing a hand on her hip. "First Alice almost makes me miss dinner, and now I have to look at your hideous face... What a waste of a Friday night." Then she smirks. "Well, then again... dinner wasn't all that filling, and I'm sure you're dying to get back inside me.~" "Aw, are you lost?" you say, smirking and crossing your arms. "I don't see Alice anywhere, you must be so scared without someone holding your hand." "What, you think I can't handle a little bitch like you on my own?" Betty says, taking a step forward with a scowl. Out of the corner of your eye, you spot Sam walk past the two of you. "Don't make me laugh." "You sure seemed to need the help last time," you reply, not backing down from her advance. "Oh, but, some of that help isn't even around anymore, is it?" Betty grabs the front of your shirt, fuming. "You think I give a shit about--" Before she can finish, Sam grabs her from behind, immediately forcing her head back into her mouth. You can hear Betty scream in outrage, the sound muffled by Sam's body. She tries to push Sam away, but you quickly step in to keep her pinned. "Cutting it a little close there..." you say. Sam slightly shrugs her shoulders, keeping most of her focus on her meal. She moves down Betty's body at an impressive pace, eagerly pulling the blonde into her throat. You help to guide her in, lifting Betty's flailing legs off the floor once her chest has disappeared behind Sam's lips. You can see Sam already massaging her belly as it starts to swell with Betty's squirming form, letting you handle everything but the swallowing. As her legs start to disappear down Sam's throat, you pull off Betty's boots and toss them aside. With just a few more swallows, the last of her is sealed away from the outside world and sent on its way down to Sam's gut. "//*UUUURrrp!*// Fuck, coming from behind was a terrible idea for her," Sam says once her throat is clear, coughing. "She was like //all// hair, that ponytail went down to her ass, what the hell..." You laugh, but pause before saying anything as you notice her face contort a little. She taps her chest and a louder belch erupts from her mouth and echoes down the hall, carrying with it the small pearl necklace Betty had been wearing. It clatters on the floor and lands right alongside her discarded boots, coated in a slimy layer of saliva. "At least her figure was great, I needed a filling meal after //*urp*// waiting this long," she continues, giving her gut a light smack. "What the //hell// was that!?" Betty roars, Sam's belly shifting with odd bulges as she begins to struggle. "Who's stomach am I even in right now?" "Not fun to have people team up and take you by surprise, is it?" you say with a smirk, stepping forward and giving Sam's belly a poke. "Shut up and answer me!" her muffled voice shouts back. "I know your ditsy little roommate is too much of a bitch for this, who is it?" Sam grins and shifts her hands to the sides of her belly. "Hey, name's Sam..." She pushes in as hard as she can, squishing her belly. " //*Uuurrp*// Hope you enjoy your stay.~" "Damn it, Sam McKenn?" Betty grunts. "Hey look at that, I have a reputation already!" Sam says with a laugh. "Ugh, Alice knows you <<if $samAteCassidy>>ate Cassidy<<else>>helped $name eat Cassidy<</if>>..." Betty grumbles. It looks like she's still trying to squirm despite the pressure Sam is putting on her. "Well then it shouldn't take her long to figure out what happened to you," you say, giving Sam's belly a condescending pat. "This is BULLSHIT!" Betty roars, starting to thrash wildly again as soon as Sam eases up on her grip. "Get me out of here!" <<if $samPrey.length > 1>>"With her down, that makes how many already this week?" you say, ignoring Betty's plea. "You're gonna be a blob soon if you don't slow down." "Well, I've gotta make a strong first impression. I'll probably survive having to spend a little //*urp*// time at the gym," Sam replies with a laugh. "Besides, eating like this is the only way I might ever see some growth up top..." "What do you mean?" Sam sighs, slowly easing herself back to sit against the wall. "For some reason whatever weight I gain from prey pretty much never ends up on my chest. Runs in the family, we call it the McKenn family curse..."<<set $samInfo6 to 1>> "<<if $metMaeve>>Really? Maeve looked pretty impressive in that department." "Yeah, //now//. Way back when she was an A-cup, believe it or not, but when you eat like she does each little bit eventually adds up." "Holy shit..." "She's the real deal, $name," Sam chuckles.<<else>>Eh, big tits aren't everything<<if $samRel > 2>>. You look great with what you've got now," you say, smiling at her. "Heh, thanks."<<else>>," you say. She just shrugs at you. You can hear Betty roaring in outrage inside Sam's squirming belly, though she doesn't seem to be saying anything coherent.<</if>><</if>>\ <<else>>"Yeah, yeah, that's what they all say," Sam chuckles. She eases back to sit against the wall.<</if>> "She giving you any trouble?" you ask, joining her by the wall and giving her belly a little nudge. "Me? Never," Sam says with a grin. She gives her belly a quick squeeze. "She's //*Uuurp*// a bully though, right?" "Oh absolutely, I doubt she's said a single nice thing to anyone on campus." "Perfect," she replies. You watch as she tightens her stomach muscles, the outline of Betty's form becoming much more distinct as the walls squeeze down on her. Then she leans forward a little, pinning her belly to the floor while keeping up the pressure, letting out a loud belch when she finally relaxes again. "That means I can go //*urp*// hard on her without feeling bad about it.~" "Oh? The expert predator actually has a conscience?" you tease. "Oh shut up, you know what I mean," Sam says. "If they're just food and it's not something personal, you only do what you have to to keep them down. It's common courtesy." "Sh-Shut up, both of you!" Betty shouts, loud enough to butt into the conversation. She sounds like she's out of breath, and you notice that her struggling seems to have died down. "You have to get me out of here! I can... I can give you an in with Alice if you let me go!" "//*Pfft*//, what? That's the best you've got," you say, giving Sam's belly a poke. "Why would we care?" "Yeah, plus that ship definitely sailed when we left her roommate's half-digested bra on her door," Sam laughs. "Her mom is famous! Don't you ever get sick of being a nobody? Or are you so pathetic that you don't care about being on the bottom?" Betty replies. "Ugh, of course you'd be too stupid to get it..!" "Well, here at the school Sam's sister is royalty, so I think she's already set there," you say. "No no, now that she's called me stupid I'm thinking maybe I should //*urp*// let her go," Sam says, rolling her eyes. She wraps her arms around the front of her belly. "Ugh, you'll never--" Sam cuts her off by crushing in with her arms, pulling her gut into hug that looks painfully tight even from an outside perspective. "That's enough out of you..." Sam says, her voice a little strained from the exertion. Betty doesn't bother trying to reason with you or Sam again, though goes right back to thrashing when Sam finally relents. But, Sam seems to have her handled perfectly fine, and the two of you keep chatting while her struggling slowly dies down. Sam's belly starts to soften and round out, Betty's protests and insults fading away into a chorus of groaning and gurgling noises. Before long, the only movement you can see is the subtle shifting of Sam's stomach churning away at its meal. "Think she's done?" you ask, giving Sam's gut a curious poke. Her skin is warm and soft, your finger slightly sinking into the surface. "She's probably been done since she stopped talking, she didn't seem like the type to shut up while she still had a choice," Sam chuckles. She grabs the sides of her belly and gives it a pretty rough shake, her eyes widening a little as its contents slosh around. "//*BUUuuooorp!*// Oh yeah, she's definitely gone. Guess that's two down, one to go for your little revenge spree." You grin and give Sam's gut a little nudge. "Alice is gonna be //pissed//," you say. You glance over at Betty's discarded boots and your smile gets wider. "And we've even got another souvenir to leave her." "Don't blame me if she //*urp*// comes for revenge while I'm not around," Sam says with a laugh, starting to push herself up off the ground. "I'm sure I'll be fine," you say, offering her a hand. "Thanks for helping take care of her goons." "Hey, as long as I'm getting a meal out of it I'm happy to help," Sam says. You can hear what's left of Betty sloshing around as her belly is jostled by the movement. "I should probably turn in for the night though, I've got a lot of //*urp*// bully to digest here." "Yeah, it is starting to get late," you reply. You grab Betty's shoes and necklace off the ground, then the two of you start to make your way down the hall.<<if $predName is "sam">><<set $predName to "!ERR:setPredName">> After making a quick stop to tastefully arrange the abandoned items in front of the door to Alice's room, you and Sam head across the bridge to return to your own dorms.<<if $samRel < 4>> <<Sam 1>><</if>> [[Return to your dorm->September 6th- Night 2]]<<else>> As you walk, you're suddenly reminded of Emma's party tomorrow night, and how you still haven't gotten a chance to invite Sam... \ <<link "Invite her">><<replace "#choice">>\ "Hey by the way, my roommate's throwing a big party for the freshmen tomorrow night! You're invited if you want to come," you say. <<if $samMeetEmma is "ate">>"By roommate do you mean the girl I tried to //*urp*// eat the other day?" Sam asks, pursing her lips. "Uh, yeah, that's the one..." you say with a nervous laugh. "I'll pass then, sorry, that would be super awkward." "Fair enough..."<<else>>"A party, huh?" Sam says, pursing her lips. Then she shrugs. "Eh, why not, I'll try to remember to go. Bet it'll be an easy place to grab another //*urp*// meal." "Great! It'll be in the lounge tomorrow night."<<set $week1PartySamInvited to true>><</if>> After making a quick stop to tastefully arrange Betty's boots and necklace right outside of the door to Alice's room, you and Sam start to head across the bridge to return to your own dorms.<<if $samRel < 4>> <<Sam 1>><</if>> [[Return to your dorm->September 6th- Night 2]]\ <</replace>><</link>> <<link "Don't">><<replace "#choice">>\ You decide not to bring it up. Sam doesn't really strike you as much of a party girl, plus you can't see a world where she wouldn't eat someone if she did attend, and Emma wants to try and keep things safe.<<if $samMeetEmma != "none">> Not to mention that their last meeting didn't exactly go over well...<<elseif $sunnyInquiry1>> Not to mention that Sunny seemed to have some kind of issue with her when you brought up Sam the first time you met--better to avoid any potential drama.<</if>> After making a quick stop to tastefully arrange Betty's boots and necklace right outside of the door to Alice's room, you and Sam start to head across the bridge to return to your own dorms.<<if $samRel < 4>> <<Sam 1>><</if>> [[Return to your dorm->September 6th- Night 2]]\ <</replace>><</link>><</if>><<set $samPrey.push({name: "Betty", status: "minor", details: "after the two of you hunted her down in retaliation for trying to eat you earlier in the week"})>>

<<Time 18.75>>The three of you step out into the hall to begin your search, Sam leading the way. She clearly wants to get this over with as quickly as she can now that she's not getting a meal out of it. You give Emma a reassuring smile as you lock the door behind you. "Alright, so do either of you have any idea where she might be?" Sam asks. "Like, at least what hall her dorm is in?" "No clue, unfortunately," you reply. "I actually haven't seen her without Alice or Cassidy since the very first day." "Yeah, me either," Emma says. "We just run into her around campus every now and then..." "Great..." Sam sighs. "Let's just check all the dorms first then, probably our best bet finding her at this hour..." The three of you head upstairs, continuing on across the bridge to Lampton when you find no one in sight on the Karbo side. Things seem similarly quiet there at first, but right as you're nearing the end, someone turns the corner and almost walks right into you. Incredibly, it's a familiar, bratty blonde. "Ugh, seriously?" Betty groans, taking a step back and placing a hand on her hip. "First Alice almost makes me miss dinner, and now I have to look at your hideous faces... What a waste of a Friday night." She looks at Sam and frowns. "And who the hell is this? Did you actually find someone else pathetic enough to hang out with you?" "Good to see you too, Betty," you say dryly. "Excuse me?" Sam says. She nudges your arm a little and starts to walk towards Betty. "Are you seriously trying to group me in with these losers?" "Well you definitely look the part," Betty replies with a smug grin. "There are colors other than grey, you know." "You... Alright nevermind, $name!" Sam says, lunging forward and grabbing Betty. "HEY! Get off me, bitch!" Betty shouts, trying to pull away. You hurry in to assist, you and Sam ending up holding her from either side. "The hell was that?" you say. "I was gonna pretend to join her side so I could get in close," Sam says, laughing a little. "But I had no idea how to work with her trying to roast me instead right off the bat, you weren't kidding about her." "You were obviously with them!" Betty snaps. "You don't seriously think either of you will be able to eat me, do you?" "Well we could," you say. "Easily," Sam adds. "But it isn't our stomachs you need to worry about." You nod at Emma, giving her a smile. Betty laughs. "Her? That's the funniest thing I've heard all day." She grunts and thrashes against your grip, but you and Sam keep her locked down. "Of course //you're// behind this bullshit, you disgusting little bitch. What, are you too scared to be alone with me after last time? So afraid I'll put you<<if $emmaDitchedCookout > 0>> back<</if>> where you belong that you couldn't even try coming after me yourself? You're pathetic. I bet--" "Enough!" Emma shouts, taking an aggressive step forward. "Why are you always like this!? There's no need to be so mean! At the cookout I was just trying to be nice, but I'd barely even said hello before you started trashing me. And I get maybe you had a bad day, but you've been nasty ever since even though I didn't do anything... And now you were immediately mean to Sam too!" "And are you really gonna talk shit about grouping up? You've been holding Alice's hand since the start of the week..." you chime in. "I'm just being honest," Betty sneers. "I only needed one look to know you--all three of you--weren't worth my time. If I'm going to share this campus with trash, I expect it to at least know its place." "Ugh, you're..!" Emma says, clenching her fists. She takes a deep breath. "Can you just say you're sorry? And just... leave me alone from now on. I won't bother you, either, okay?" "Ha!" Betty laughs. She makes a hard pull to free her arm from your grip, and despite failing she continues to berate Emma. "I'll leave you alone once my gut has churned you into paste," she spits. "Now get off of me!" "Okay, Emma?" Sam says. "The time to eat her was, like, back when $name gave you the nod. I'm just gonna do it myself if you drag this out any longer." "Oh please, this bitch doesn't--" "You're right," Emma says, placing her hands on Betty's shoulders. Betty freezes for a moment, giving Emma a worried look. Somehow, the situation seems to have only just now become concerning to her. "You wouldn't dare..." It looks like Emma considers saying something to her, but instead narrows her eyes into a slight glare and leans forward, opening her mouth wide. Betty starts to thrash against your grip, her protests quickly muffled by Emma's throat as she gets to work swallowing her down. You and Sam keep her restrained as Emma glides down her body, leaning over and shifting her own grip lower to aid the process. She moves quickly, other than getting slightly hung up on her chest. There's a determined look in Emma's eyes as her lips slide down to Betty's midriff. With her arms mostly locked down by Emma's mouth, you and Sam shift your grip to her legs, lifting her up off the ground. Betty kicks and flails as her hips sink into Emma's waiting mouth, desperately protesting her fate. Emma's belly swells with the shifting form of her bully as Betty is slowly dragged down into her waiting stomach. You pull off her boots once little more than her calves remain. Soon, her feet disappear behind Emma's lips, and a final swallow seals her away inside your roommate's gut. Emma makes a sour face for a moment and taps her chest. A loud belch erupts from her mouth and echoes down the hall, carrying with it the small pearl necklace Betty had been wearing. It clatters on the floor and lands right alongside her discarded boots, coated in a slimy layer of saliva. "Bleh, so much hair... And I still taste //*urp*// foundation..." Emma mumbles. She runs a cautious hand over her swollen gut, jumping a little as Betty suddenly kicks back to life. "YOU STUPID BITCH!" she roars. "Get me out of your filthy fucking gut! You can't do this to me!" "Oh yeah? Why not?" you say, grinning at Emma and gently resting a hand on her belly. "I..!" Betty's muffled voice replies, trailing off for a moment. Then her thrashing becomes even more intense, Emma's gut shifting worryingly with her movements. "I don't deserve this! I am //not// going to get digested by some ditsy, tasteless, party-girl trash!" Betty starts to say more, but she's cut off as Emma tightens her stomach muscles, the outline of the form inside becoming much more clear. She pushes in with her hands for a moment too, then sighs and releases her hold. "I //*uuurp*// think I need to sit down..." she says. She leans back against the nearest wall, sliding down until she reaches the floor, her bloated belly straddled by her legs. "Finally..." Sam says, leaning back against the same wall with her arms crossed. "I can't believe you dragged that on so long. Good to know she wasn't great prey anyways I guess, I hate when hair gets in the way..." "Um, sorry, I just..." Emma says, fidgeting with her hands a little. Then she shakes her head and turns to Sam with a smile. "Thank you, Sam, I needed a push on this and I really appreciate the //*urp*// help." "Uh, sure..." Sam says, glancing away. "I only helped 'cause $name begged me to, so..." "She giving you much trouble?" you ask, taking a seat next to Emma. "No, I think I've got her fine." "Sh-Shut up, all of you!" Betty shouts. She sounds like she's out of breath, and you notice that her struggling seems to have died down. "You have to get me out of here! I can... I can give you an in with Alice if you let me go!" "//*Pfft*//, what? That's the best you've got," you say, giving Emma's belly a poke. "Why would we care?" "Her mom is famous! Don't you ever get sick of being a nobody? Or are you so pathetic that you don't care about being on the bottom?" Betty replies. "Ugh, of course you'd be too stupid to get it..!" "Yeah, insulting the person that ate you is definitely the right move when you're pleading to get out, great work," Sam says. "Is that really the only reason you've been hanging around Alice?" Emma says, gently resting her arms on her belly. "That's..." "Kinda sad," you finish. "Shut up! All of you!" Betty roars. "When I get out of--" Emma hugs her belly and pushes in on it with her legs, cutting Betty off as soon as she starts to struggle again. "I wish you'd shut up..." you hear her quietly mumble when she relaxes her grip again. "Hey, there you go!" Sam says, looking down at Emma with a smirk. "I figured you were gonna be so bad we'd have to help you keep her down after how much you dragged your feet, but it looks like you do know how to handle your prey." "Thanks?" Emma replies. "I did get accepted to this //*urp*// school you know, just because I don't snack on everyone I see doesn't mean I'm hopeless at it..." "Fair enough I guess," Sam says with a shrug. "You should try doing that sometime though, it's a great way to live. Doesn't it feel good having that asshole in there?" "Well..." Emma says, faintly blushing. Betty shouts something unintelligible from inside her in response to the insult, but her protest is quickly shut down by another squeeze from Emma. "Um, anyways... This was a weird way to //*uurp*// meet Sam, we still haven't really gotten to know each other at all! How was your first week?" "Uh, fine I guess..." Sam replies. She steps away from the wall and clears her throat. "Anyways, I still haven't eaten dinner and it seems like you've got this handled, so... I'm gonna go try and find some other prey before I start seriously considering eating $name." "Oh, well, I appreciate that," Emma says with a slightly nervous laugh. "Thanks again for the help! And, uh, good //*urp*// luck?" "Yeah I really appreciate you agreeing to help with this Sam, you're the best!" you say. "Don't forget that you owe me now," Sam replies with a grin. "I'll see you around." "Oh wait, Sam!" Emma calls out just as Sam starts to leave. "I can't believe I almost forgot! I don't know if $name has mentioned anything, but I'm throwing a big party for all the //*URP*// freshman tomorrow night! It'll be in the lounge downstairs if you're interested." "Uh, sure, maybe," Sam says, clearly eager to get on her way. "See you guys."<<if $samRel < 3>> <<Sam 1>><</if>><<set $week1PartySamInvited to true>> "Good call, I actually hadn't gotten a chance to ask yet," you say. "I can't believe I hadn't run into her before, makes me worried I might have missed some others..." Emma says. "Ah I'm sure you did the best you could." You smirk and rest a hand on her belly. "I mean, even Betty got an invite, in a way." "Oh don't say that!" Emma says, chuckling. "You'll make me start to //*Urp*// feel bad for her..." The two of you hang around in the hall chatting while Betty churns away, Emma's gut filling the air with all sorts of groaning and gurgling. Betty's efforts to escape gradually fade, each burst of activity from her getting weaker and weaker, until finally stopping altogether. Emma pretty quickly gets back to her usual self, and by the time your conversation starts to die down her belly is already soft and rounded, no sign of her prey left at all. "I think she's far enough along that we don't have to worry about her getting out," you say, giving Emma's belly a pat. There's a slight sloshing sound from the impact. "Ready to head back to the room?" "Absolutely," Emma replies with a yawn. "I think I'm honestly ready for bed already..." You give her a hand getting up, her belly shaking around from the movement and kicking up all sorts of wet noises. She sighs once she's back on her feet, then cradles her softening belly with her arms, a slight smile on her face. The two of you head off down the hall back toward the bridge, leaving Betty's necklace and boots lying abandoned on the floor.<<if $aliceDorm and ($emmaRel > 3)>> You don't get far before an idea pops into your head. "Hey, you know, that's Alice's dorm right there," you say, pointing to the door to Room L202. "Oh god, she was that close by? We were making a ton of noise, good thing she didn't come out..." "Actually, I was hoping we could make a little //more// noise to make sure she heard," you snicker. "You should let out the biggest burp you can manage, right in front of her door. Send a message." Emma stops in her tracks and shoots you a look, crossing her arms. "$name." After a brief pause, an impish smile creeps onto her face. "...that's a really fun idea, she sucks too," she says with a giggle. The two of you step up to her door, grinning. Emma starts to subtly bounce her belly up from below, its contents sloshing around as she tries to build up something substantial. She tilts her head down and her face contorts a little as she seems to try and hold it in as long as she can. As soon as you see her start to open her mouth, you push in on her gut to help things along. "//*BWUUUUOOOORrrp!*// Woah..." Emma blushes a little as the roaring belch echoes through the empty hallway. You turn to each other and laugh, continuing to giggle as you take off toward the bridge.<</if>> [[Return to your dorm->September 6th- Night]]\ <<set $emmaPrey.push({name: "Betty", status: "minor", details: "after some convincing from you and Sam"})>>

<<Time 19>><<set $ateBetty to true>><<set $preyName to "Betty">><<set $preyHealthMax to 26>><<set $preyResilience to 1>><<set $preyFrustration to 1>><<set $preyExhaustion to 0>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "Betty_PredActions">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "Betty_Struggle">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "Eat Betty(TEXT)">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Eat Betty- Failure">><<set $preySize to 5>><<set $fullness += $preySize>><<set _emmaRub to false>><<set _firstTaunt to false>><<set _restTaunt to false>><<set _panicRage to false>><<set _restTauntRetaliation to false>><<set _mercyOffer to false>>\ "Let's hurry and catch up," you say, picking up the pace so that you're almost running towards the stairs. "Wait, but, what's the plan..?" Emma says, hurrying behind you. "Hopefully I can just grab her before she realizes we're behind her," you say, lowering your voice. "Oh, I guess that works..." "And if it doesn't, just, uh, back me up," you add. Emma seems uncertain, but keeps up with you as you hurry up the stairs. Betty is halfway to the bridge when you catch up to her, and there's no one else in the hall right now. It's the perfect setup... until she hears you and turns around. "Ugh, seriously?" Betty groans, taking a step back and placing a hand on her hip. "First Alice almost makes me miss dinner, and now I have to look at your hideous faces... What a waste of a Friday night." "Actually you //don't// have to! We were minding our own business //behind you// up until a second ago," you reply, crossing your arms. Her noticing you is a minor setback, but you have a feeling she'll be easy to provoke into letting her guard down. "Oh cute, at least you know not to deny how disgusting you are," Betty says, a slight smile creeping onto her lips. "I could hear you coming from a mile away. What, were you thinking you could get the drop on me? That's just sad. As if either of you could even //dream// of getting me down." "We were just worried that you'd gotten lost is all," you say, smirking. "I don't see Alice anywhere, you must be so scared without someone holding your hand." "What, you think I can't handle a little bitch like you on my own?" Betty says, taking a step forward with a scowl. "Don't make me laugh." "Are you forgetting you're outnumbered?" you reply. Betty bursts out laughing. "What, her?" she says, turning to Emma. "You think this ditsy, party girl trash is going to help you take me down? That's the funniest thing I've heard all day." "Enough!" Emma shouts, taking an aggressive step forward. "Why are you always like this!? There's no need to be so mean! At the cookout I was just trying to be nice, but I'd barely even said hello before you started trashing me. And I get maybe you had a bad day, but you've been nasty ever since even though I didn't do anything..." "I'm just being honest," Betty sneers. "I only needed one look to know you--both of you--weren't worth my time. If I'm going to share this campus with trash, I expect it to at least know its place." "Ugh, you're..!" Emma says, clenching her fists. She takes a deep breath. "Can you just say you're sorry? And just... leave me alone from now on. I won't bother you, either, okay?" "Ha!" Betty laughs. "I'll leave you alone once my gut has churned you into paste!" She makes a grab for Emma, but you step in to flip the tables as soon as she gets close, getting a tight grip on one of her arms. Betty grunts in outrage and attempts to pull away, using her free hand to try and break your hold. Emma steps in to assist while the two of you grapple, managing to restrain Betty's other arm before she can wrestle herself free. @@color:yellowgreen;You overpowered your prey.@@ "Get off me!" Betty shouts, thrashing hard against your grip. "I'll--" You cut off her rant early, pulling her head into your mouth midsentence. You gag a little as your tongue runs along her face, subjected to a strong chemical flavor from the heavy amount of makeup she's wearing, and quickly begin to swallow her down. Her muffled, incoherent outrage becomes slightly fainter as the bulge in your throat slides down toward your stomach. Emma shifts to hold Betty's hands behind her back while your lips advance down the bully's body. Her chest is large enough to give you a bit of trouble, and even after you've worked the soft mounds of flesh into your throat you can feel an extra tightness where they're being compressed on the way down. You lean forward as you continue down over her midriff, smoothly transitioning to kneeling when it becomes necessary to maintain your angle of approach. Emma grabs her legs, lifting her up to help you finish her job. There's a mixture of anger and nervousness on her face. The back of your throat starts to itch as you gulp her down. You hadn't realized just how much hair she had--the end of her ponytail doesn't disappear behind your lips until you're all the way down to her hips. Picking up the pace, you quickly swallow down her legs, rubbing your belly as it stretches out with her writhing form since Emma's assistance has freed up your hands. She lets go when only Betty's calves remain visible, and you take the opportunity to pull off her boots before sealing the last of her inside. "//*UUUURRrrrp!*// Finally," you say, sitting back and squeezing your gut with a grin. Another loud belch erupts from your mouth and echoes down the hall, carrying with it the small pearl necklace Betty had been wearing. It clatters on the floor and lands right alongside her discarded boots, coated in a slimy layer of saliva. "Now what was that about //*urp*// churning into paste you were just talking about?" "YOU STUPID BITCH!" she roars. "Get me out of your filthy fucking gut! You can't do this to me!" "Pretty sure I just did, so..." you tease. You shift your position a little so that you can lean back against the wall, then give your belly another squeeze. <<if $eatenByBetty>>"Besides, it's only //*uurp*// fair that I return the favor from Monday, right?"<</if>> "Um, so how was she?" Emma says, taking a seat next to you with her eyes locked on your gut. "Kind of awful actually," you laugh. "Got a mouthful of foundation right at the start and my throat //*urp*// still feels kinda scratchy from all that hair." Emma gets a slight smile on her face and gives your belly a poke. "Well I guess that's... fitting..."<<set $sceneAttack to 0>><<set $sceneDefense to 0>><<done>><<include $sceneActionsLink>><<replace "#actionReminder">><<PredActionReminder>><</replace>><</done>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "predOptions">></div>

<<Time 19>>"Let's hurry and catch up," you say, picking up the pace so that you're almost running towards the stairs. "Wait, but, what's the plan..?" Emma says, hurrying behind you. "Hopefully I can just grab her before she realizes we're behind her," you say, lowering your voice. "Oh, I guess that works..." "And if it doesn't, just, uh, back me up," you add. Emma seems uncertain, but keeps up with you as you hurry up the stairs. Betty is halfway to the bridge when you catch up to her, and there's no one else in the hall right now. It's the perfect setup... until she hears you and turns around. "Ugh, seriously?" Betty groans, taking a step back and placing a hand on her hip. "First Alice almost makes me miss dinner, and now I have to look at your hideous faces... What a waste of a Friday night." "Actually you //don't// have to! We were minding our own business //behind you// up until a second ago," you reply, crossing your arms. Her noticing you is a minor setback, but you have a feeling she'll be easy to provoke into letting her guard down. "Oh cute, at least you know not to deny how disgusting you are," Betty says, a slight smile creeping onto her lips. "I could hear you coming from a mile away. What, were you thinking you could get the drop on me? That's just sad. As if either of you could even //dream// of getting me down." "We were just worried that you'd gotten lost is all," you say, smirking. "I don't see Alice anywhere, you must be so scared without someone holding your hand." "What, you think I can't handle a little bitch like you on my own?" Betty says, taking a step forward with a scowl. "Don't make me laugh." "Are you forgetting you're outnumbered?" you reply. Betty bursts out laughing. "What, her?" she says, turning to Emma. "You think this ditsy, party girl trash is going to help you take me down? That's the funniest thing I've heard all day." "Enough!" Emma shouts, taking an aggressive step forward. "Why are you always like this!? There's no need to be so mean! At the cookout I was just trying to be nice, but I'd barely even said hello before you started trashing me. And I get maybe you had a bad day, but you've been nasty ever since even though I didn't do anything..." "I'm just being honest," Betty sneers. "I only needed one look to know you--both of you--weren't worth my time. If I'm going to share this campus with trash, I expect it to at least know its place." "Ugh, you're..!" Emma says, clenching her fists. She takes a deep breath. "Can you just say you're sorry? And just... leave me alone from now on. I won't bother you, either, okay?" "Ha!" Betty laughs. "I'll leave you alone once my gut has churned you into paste!" She makes a grab for Emma, but you step in to flip the tables as soon as she gets close, getting a tight grip on one of her arms. Betty grunts in outrage and attempts to pull away, using her free hand to try and break your hold. Emma steps in to assist while the two of you grapple... but she's too late. She's barely gotten her hands on Betty before your fingers slip and she breaks away from both of you. @@color:orange;Your strength fails you.@@ "Unbelievable!" Betty hisses. She holds the arm you'd grabbed away from her body as if she were disgusted by it. "How //dare// you!" "Just go away Betty!" Emma snaps, clenching her fists. Betty looks between you and Emma, pure rage on her face, but after a tense silence she takes a step back. "You two are gonna pay for this..!" "What's wrong, I thought you weren't scared of us?" you call out as she storms off. Then you sigh. "Well, that... didn't go how I hoped." "Sorry, I... probably could have helped more..." Emma says, folding her arms. <<if $emmaRel > 2>>"No you're fine! I think she only backed off because there were two of us, so I would have been in trouble without you," you reply with a smile. "This was probably a bad idea, let's just relax in the dorm for the night."<<else>>"It's fine..." you say with another sigh, frustrated to have spoiled this perfect opportunity. "Let's just head back to the dorm," Emma says, already starting to head down the hall.<</if>> [[Return to your dorm->September 6th- Night 2]]

<<if $preyHealth <= 0>> <<append "#digestion">> Despite her outrage and her big talk, it starts to become clear that Betty is no match for your stomach. <<if _finalCrush>>The slight movement you were still feeling gradually fades away with out another word from the bully, all but finished off by the final crush you gave her.<<else>>Her thrashing and squirming wear down until it barely even tickles, then gradually fades away altogether.<</if>> You and Emma start to chat with each other, <<if _emmaRub>>Emma keeping up her diligent belly rub even as your belly softens beneath her touch<<else>>almost forgetting about Betty as you lose track of time, your belly softening and rounding out all the while<</if>>. <<if _emmaRub>>"I think it's safe to say she's finished..." Emma says, pulling her hands away and sitting back. "Yeah, I haven't felt her move in a while," you say. You push a hand into the plush flesh of your belly and shake it a little. "//*OOUURRP!*// Oh yeah, she's done," you laugh.<<else>>You start to feel an odd pressure bubbling up in your gut. "Hang on a second..." you say, your face scrunching up a little. You tap your chest and a massive belch erupts from your mouth, echoing through the hall. "Whew, there we go... I think Betty finally bit the dust."<</if>> @@color:lime;Betty has been digested!@@<<set $bettyEaten to true>> Emma glances over at Betty's discarded boots and necklace, then back at your gut. A small smile creeps onto her lips and she places a hand on your belly<<if _emmaRub>> again<</if>>, gently pushing in. "So she's really gone..." she says. Her smile grows bigger. "I didn't realize just how much the cookout had been hanging over my head. I feel... thanks, $name." "Of course. I would have helped you deal with her even if I wasn't //*urp*// getting a meal out of it," you say with a little laugh. "I'm glad to hear you say that though, I was starting to worry I was pushing you too hard with how you were acting..." "Oh, no no, don't worry!" Emma says. "I was just nervous, is all, especially when it seemed like you wanted me to be the one to eat her... She made it clear earlier she was never going to listen to me just talking things out, so I'm glad you pushed to take care of her this way."<<if ($emmaRel < 4) and !($eatenByBetty and _finalCrush)>> <<Emma 1>><</if>> You smile at her, then start to push yourself up off the ground. "Well, as nice as the cold hallway floor is, we should probably turn in for the night," you say. Your belly sloshes from all the movement as you struggle back onto your feet with the extra weight hanging off of you. Emma helps you steady yourself, then the two of you start to make your way down the hall, leaving Betty's necklace and boots lying abandoned on the floor. <<include "playerPredEnd">>[[Head back to your dorm->September 6th- Night 2]] <</append>> <<elseif ($preyHealthThreshold is 1) and !_mercyOffer>> <<set _mercyOffer to true>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <<append "#digestion">> Resting a hand on your squirming belly, you glance over at Emma. She still seems a little conflicted about all this, and Betty //does// seem to have finally changed her tune a little bit. You've proven you //could// digest her at this point, maybe letting her out now would send a message not to mess with you without taking things all the way for the sake of Emma's conscience... <</append>> <<replace "#special">> <<link "Let Betty out">> <<goto "Eat Betty- Released">> <</link>> <<link "No way, she deserves this">> <<replace "#special">> But, you shake off the thought. <<if $totalPrey > 0>>She's probably the prey that //most// deserved it of anyone you've eaten this week<<else>>Emma already gave her plenty of opportunities to avoid this and she snubbed all of them<</if>>, choosing to let her go would be silly. Besides, from what you've seen she'd be much more likely to just come back for revenge than learn anything from this. <</replace>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <</link>> <</replace>> <<elseif ($progress > 1) and ($emmaRel > 2)>> <<set _emmaRub to true>> <<set $sceneDefense to 2>> <<set $stomachHealth += random(2,4)>> <<if $stomachHealth > $stomachStrength>> <<set $stomachHealth to $stomachStrength>> <</if>> <<append "#digestion">> "She's really giving you a tough time, huh?" Emma says, giving your belly a worried look. "I'm sorry, I know you mostly ate her for my sake..." "You'll be more than sorry when I get out of here!" Betty roars, shoving at the walls of your stomach hard enough for you to wince. "Um, here..." Emma says, blushing slightly. She leans toward you and rests her hands on your belly. Then, applying a little pressure, she starts to shift them along your skin in slow, arcing patterns, doing her best to soothe your stomach. "How's that? Helping at all?" "Y-Yeah... that feels great," you say, blushing a little yourself. You sigh and lean back against the wall. "I'm glad," she replies, smiling at you. She continues to rub your belly, varying her pressure a little as she kneads at your stretched skin. "I'll try to keep it up until you're... done with her." <</append>> <</if>> <<if _emmaRub>> <<set $stomachHealth += random(2,4)>> <<if $stomachHealth > $stomachStrength>> <<set $stomachHealth to $stomachStrength>> <</if>> <</if>>

<<set _roll to random(1,2)>> /* REMEMBER TO INCLUDE VARIABLE CHANGES IN UNIQUE DIALOGUE */ <<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "massage">> <<if _emmaRub>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> You rest your hands on your gut, deciding to join in on Emma's massage. Pushing lightly against your skin, you start to trace your hands in circles, focusing your efforts wherever Emma isn't already rubbing. When her hands shift low, you go high. When she's massaging the right, you shift left. She smiles at you and your movements are soon completely in sync, almost every inch of your belly being soothed with deliberate attention. It feels heavenly--you could almost forget that Betty is still struggling if you stay like this. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "crush">> <<if ($preyHealthThreshold is 1) and _panicRage>> <<set _finalCrush to true>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $eatenByBetty>>You can't help grinning as you listen to her grovelling. "Oh cute, at least you know you're a nobody," you say, imitating her taunt from earlier. You press your hands against your belly, reveling in the feeling of putting her in her place. "It's only //*uurp*// fair that I get to churn you up after you tried to do the same to me. My stomach's been begging for you ever since.~" "You--" "Nope~" you say, squeezing your stomach muscles to cut Betty off. Then you push your legs in from the side and wrap your arms around her, putting as much pressure as you can possibly muster on your belly. Betty tries to squirm at first, but quickly goes still under your embrace. "You've //*Uuuurp*// said more than enough, it's time to end this." When you finally release your hold, Betty stays silent. You can still faintly feel some movement, but she doesn't dare to speak up again. You notice Emma giving you a look of concern for a brief moment.<<else>>"Alright, that's //*urp*// enough out of you," you say, wrapping your arms around your belly. You start to squeeze it as hard as you can, pressing your legs in from the side to crush her even harder. It's far too late for pity now, and you'd rather not give her the chance to make Emma feel guilty about this. "Shut up and digest already..." You keep up the pressure for as long as you can, Betty initially trying to resist but eventually going still. After a while, though, your arms start to get sore and you ease your grip. Betty stays silent. "Is she..?" Emma says, giving your gut a gentle poke. "Not quite, I can still feel her //*urp*// moving a little," you say. You smile and pat your belly. "But she got the message."<</if>> <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "taunt">> <<if !_restTaunt and ($preyAction is "rest")>> <<set _restTaunt to true>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Aw, was that it?" you say, giving Betty's head a hard jab through your stomach. "Big bad Betty already giving up? And here I thought you might be a challenge. Guess you were all talk.~" <</append>> <<elseif !_firstTaunt or (_roll is 1)>> <<set _firstTaunt to true>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $eatenByBetty>>"I've gotta say, I think we're both //*urp*// much better in these roles," you say with a smirk, nudging one of your legs into the side of your belly. "We both know how Monday went, but having //you// in //my// belly just feels right, wouldn't you agree?" "I'm putting you right back in mine when I get out, bitch!" Betty roars in response. You just nudge your belly with your other leg, starting to knock her back and forth. "See? Prey pull that line all the time," you say with a laugh. "You're a natural."<<else>>"You know, as disgustingly, gag-inducingly bad as you tasted, I think this is the most satisfying //*urp*// meal I've had in a while," you say, poking Betty's head through your belly. "After the way you've been acting all week? It's cathartic." "As if you can keep me down!" Betty roars. "You and your whore roommate are going to //pay// for this when I get out!" "It'll be even more satisfying when she finally shuts up..." Emma chimes in, gently poking your gut. You laugh and she gives you a slight smile.<</if>> <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "damaged">> <<if $preyHealthThreshold is 2>> <<append "#digestion">> You can tell that Betty's starting to wear down, her blows feeling weaker when she struggles. Groaning and gurgling fills the air of the hallway as your stomach eagerly churns around her, indifferent to her protest. She gently pushes a hand out against the wall of your stomach and holds it there. "You have to get me out of here!" she pleads. "I can... I can give you an in with Alice if you let me go!" "//*Pfft*//, what? That's the best you've got," you say, giving your belly a light smack. "Why would we care?" "Her mom is famous! Don't you ever get sick of being a nobody? Or are you so pathetic that you don't care about being on the bottom?" Betty replies. "Ugh, of course you'd be too stupid to get it..!" "Amazing, even begging to get out you can't manage to be nice for //*uurp*// one second," you say. "Is that really the only reason you've been hanging around Alice?" Emma says, gently resting a hand on your belly. "That's..." "Kinda sad," you finish. "Shut up! Both of you!" Betty roars. "When I get out of here..." @@color:chartreuse;Your stomach is taking its toll on $preyName!@@ <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "progress">> <<if ($progress is 3) and _emmaRub>> <<append "#digestion">> A particularly hard shove from Betty makes you cry out and lurch forward, clutching your gut. The intensity of the pain subsides, but even with Emma's massage it feels like your stomach is on fire. You keep your arms gently wrapped around it as some kind of comfort, determined to hold out and finish her off. "Are you alright $name?" Emma says, slowing her efforts a little. She gives you a very worried look. "It looks like she's really hurting you..." "I'll be fine, just //*Uuuurp*// need to hold out a little longer..." you grumble. You smile at Emma. "The belly rub is really helping, thank you." @@color:red;Your stomach can't hold out much longer.@@ <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "acidRise">> <<if ($acidStage is 2) and ($preyHealthThreshold > 1)>> <<append "#digestion">> "Wow, your stomach has gotten really noisy..." Emma says, gently poking your gut. She jumps a little as Betty immediately pushes back against her touch, a loud sloshing sound accompanying the sudden movement. "UGH! Your disgusting stomach is going to ruin my hair!" Betty shouts, kicking up some splashing as she squirms in outrage. "Do you have any idea how long it's going to take to wash all this out!?" "Don't worry, the way things are going I don't //*urp*// think you're going to have to deal with that," you chuckle. You catch Emma laughing a little under her breath at the comment as well. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<default>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</switch>>

<<if $turn is 0>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<set _preyActionIntensity to 0>> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Shut up, both of you!" Betty roars. You wince as she starts to thrash wildly inside of you, a surprising amount of power behind her movements. "You're both DEAD when I get out of here!" <</append>> <<elseif !_panicRage and ($preyHealthThreshold is 1)>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<if $preyFrustration > 0>><<set $preyFrustration -= 1>><</if>> <<set _panicRage to true>> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "This can't be happening!" Betty wails, genuine panic in her voice. She pushes and shoves wildly against the walls of your stomach, causing all kinds of bumps and bulges to push out and shift around on the outside. You grimace, her frantic squirming succeeding in kicking up some nausea despite its aimlessness. "It's not fair! I can't die a fucking nobody!" You notice Emma cringe and look away in response to her desperate pleading. <</append>> <<elseif $preyFrustration > 0>> <<set $preyFrustration -= 1>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<if _restTaunt and !_restTauntRetaliation>> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<set _restTauntRetaliation to true>> <<append "#digestion">> "Shut up bitch!" Betty growls, pushing her arms out hard enough to painfully stretch your belly. She starts to thrash from side to side, the odd movement sending a growing ache through your stomach. Even as she rages against your insides, you can tell that she's still exhausted. "I'm... more than ready... to break out of your disgusting body..!" <</append>> <<else>> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<elseif $preyExhaustion > 0>> <<set $preyAction to "rest">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <<else>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<append "#digestion">> <</append>>

<<Time 19.5>><<set $ateBetty to false>>"You stupid... hideous little... disgusting..." Betty grunts, ranting pretty incoherently at you as she thrashes inside your gut. Unfortunately, her struggling is much more effective than her insults. Your belly visibly writhes from all the movement and your entire upper body is starting to feel sore. "I am NOT staying in here for another second!" She pushes out hard against your stomach with all four of her limbs at once, and it's too much for your body to handle. Her arms and legs are immediately forced back against her body as your stomach clamps down hard around her, painful waves of pressure beginning to push her back into your throat. You try to fight it for a moment, but the feeling of nausea is so overwhelming that you're soon in agreement with your body that she needs to get out. Her body squeezes up your throat and out onto the floor of the hallway, briefly getting stuck when her chest slides back into your mouth before the rest of her slides out toward freedom. She quickly pushes herself up onto her knees with a look of absolute disgust on her face. <<if $turn > 7>>She's completely naked, her body coated with stomach acid<<else>>Her outfit is in tatters, her shorts completely gone, and every inch of her is coated in stomach acid<</if>>. Her hair is matted and wild, draping over most of her body now that your stomach has freed it from its ponytail. She shakily gets to her feet, looking almost like she's in shock. "You... you're going to pay for this," she says, one of her eyes twitching as she looks down at herself. You attempt to make some retort, but get stopped by a small bout of coughing. The unpleasant taste of bile fills your mouth and your stomach still aches. Next to you, Emma is taking deep breaths and doing her best to avoid looking in Betty's direction. Betty shuffles over to grab her boots and necklace off the ground, then turns to you with a glare. But, rather than try anything, she just growls in outrage and storms off down the hall. You sigh and get to your feet, still resting a hand on your stomach. "Damn it..." you grumble. You glance over at Emma. "Um, sorry about that..." She takes a sharp inhale. "Don't apologize, I hope you're okay, but let's get out of here..!" she blurts out, scurrying over to the other side of the hall. You nod and follow her, giving the aftermath of Betty's escape a wide berth as you head towards the bridge. <<include "playerPredFail">>[[Return to your dorm->September 6th- Night 2]]

<<Time 18.25>>You hurry upstairs, heading to the end of the hallway by the bridge. Arriving at the door to Room L201, you pause for just a moment to mentally confirm you're at the right place, then knock. There's no response at first, but just as you're about to knock again the door swings open. "Ugh, finally, you're late," Nikki says, giving you a grumpy look. She turns and heads inside without another word. You pause for a moment outside with a slight frown, then sigh and follow her into the room. It's arranged a bit awkwardly, the bed on the left turned to lay horizontally instead, leaving only a small space to pass into the room between it and the one on the right. The beds are just the right height that you need to lift up your still-swollen belly to squeeze through. There's a TV facing the turned bed, however, and it does make for a much more comfortable setup for a group with the full length of the mattress available to sit on. Leah and Tara are already inside playing a match of <<if $leahHangout>>//Guts and Glory//<<else>>some fighting game<</if>> together. "$name's finally here," Nikki says, sitting down at the far end of the bed next to the wall. "Hopefully she's a little better..." "Hey guys, sorry I'm late!" you say, taking a seat next to Leah in the only open spot. She stares at your belly for a moment. "H-Hey $name! <<if $leahHangout>>Um, do you always show up to hang out with people like this..?" she says with a nervous laugh.<<else>>I was starting to get worried, but, uh, I guess I can see you were busy..." Leah says with a nervous laugh. "Um, we're just teaching Tara how to play right now."<</if>> <<if $leahHangout>>\ "Only when I know you'll be there," you tease<<if $leahInfo4 > 0>>, giving her a knowing smirk<</if>>. She blushes furiously. "R-Right... Um, anyways, we're just teaching Tara how to play right now." "Not that it's helping her at all," Nikki sneers. She watches the fight between Leah and Tara for a moment, then rolls her eyes and throws up a hand. "Come on, you should have countered that! Anemone has the easiest fucking counter timing in the game..." "S-Sorry, I'm still learning I don't even know how..." Tara mumbles. "Also hi $name I should have said that before I don't want to be rude so... um... sorry..." "It's, uh, it's okay, we'll practice for a bit. Here, you just hit B while moving toward the attack if you're trying to counter..." Leah says, showing Tara on the controller. Nikki is tapping her foot impatiently and you decide to try and keep her occupied while the other two play. "So, is your roommate cool with you reorganizing the room like this for tonight?" "What? Nah I didn't change it for you three, it's always like this," Nikki replies. "I ate my roommate day one. She was super annoying and having a single dorm seemed like it would be nice. And it is," she says with a smirk. "Ah... Well, this is a pretty good setup honestly," you say. On the screen, you watch as Leah's character, a fox girl wielding a fan, swallows Tara's, a white haired angel. The character's belly writhes as Tara mashes the button to escape, but her health reaches zero and the struggling fades out. Once her belly is still, the words "GUTTED" appear over the screen in stylized text, accompanied by a belch from Leah's character. "Oh... but, um, I think I'm really starting to get it! Thanks Leah!" Tara says. "Sorry I'm not the best teacher," Leah replies with a nervous laugh. "Finally!" Nikki says. "Tutorial's over then, no take backs. Hand over the controller, I wanna see if $name's worth my time." "Hey, no need to be so intense," you say, taking the controller that Leah offers you. "I've only played a little bit before." "Well don't cry when I mop the floor with you then," Nikki snickers. She chooses a character just seconds after getting the controller from Tara--a grinning cyan slimegirl. You sigh as you scroll through the selection screen yourself, already dreading the match ahead. It's obvious Nikki is very competitive, and she clearly just skipped straight to using her main. You know you don't stand a chance with just a couple hours of playing with Leah under your belt. "Um, Anemone is who you mostly used last time," Leah chimes in, noticing your hesitation. "Right..." you say, taking her advice and using the character you're familiar with.\ <<else>>\ "Oh perfect, I have no idea what this game is. I could use some pointers too," you say with a laugh. "Ugh, not you too..." Nikki grumbles. "Why did I even invite you guys if the AI can give me a better challenge." "If I remember right you said you wanted some people to 'cream' in person," you reply. "Isn't two newbies perfect then?" "You know actually, that's a good point!" Nikki laughs. "It's more fun when you're actually close to putting up a fight though." On the screen, you watch as Leah's character, a fox girl wielding a fan, swallows Tara's, a white haired angel. The character's belly writhes as Tara mashes the button to escape, but her health reaches zero and the struggling fades out. Once her belly is still, the words "GUTTED" appear over the screen in stylized text, accompanied by a belch from Leah's character. "Oh... but, um, I think I'm really starting to get it! Thanks Leah!" Tara says. "Okay good, finally, pass the controller to $name," Nikki says. "$name just use the same character and get right to it, even a baby could understand her kit. I don't want to spend much longer on giving a tutorial." Despite Nikki's insistence on just rolling with the character Tara had, Leah gives you a brief explanation of all the characters before starting the practice match. She also explains what the game actually is: //Guts and Glory//, a vore based fighting game created in response to an unusual lack of it in traditional fighting games. Then she gives you time to work out the controls, giving pointers and a quick rundown of general strategies. Nikki also chimes in with some 'help' while Leah teaches you, but it's usually so rushed and oddly aggressive that it's more confusing than anything. By the end of the match you've gotten a pretty good feel for the game, though even in laid back teaching mode Leah mopped the floor with you. "Okay got everything? Good, finally, give me your controller Leah," Nikki says. She chooses a character just seconds after the handoff--a grinning cyan slimegirl. "I'll see if she actually learned anything." You sigh as you scroll through the selection screen yourself, already dreading the match ahead. It's obvious Nikki is very competitive, and she clearly just skipped straight to using her main. You know you don't stand a chance having quite literally just learned how to play. Since it's the only one you have any familiarity with, you settle on just using the same character you'd been playing as.<</if>> Predictably, you get absolutely thrashed. In the first round, you barely even land a hit on her and spend most of the fight in her character's stomach, ultimately getting digested. You fare a little better in the next and feel like you're starting to figure her out, only for her to change tactics and start spamming some move where her character turns into a wave of slime and slides across the ground, becoming almost impossible to hit. You can't keep up and get overwhelmed; the match is a blowout. "Okay, that was pretty cheap at the end there..." you grumble. "But, good game! You really kicked my ass fair and square that first round." "Yeah, yeah, too easy. Don't make excuses just 'cause you got creamed," Nikki says with a grin. "And here I thought maybe the girl that showed up with someone still digesting in their gut would be tough. Who's next? Loser hands off their controller." You pass your controller back to Leah, who manages to give Nikki a run for her money but ultimately loses in the third round. She passes it off to Tara, who predictably gets annihilated, and you don't fare much better when it comes back to you. Things play out pretty much the same on the next loop around. There's an uncomfortable atmosphere in the room rather than the fun game night you were expecting, Leah and Tara barely talking at this point. However, on her next go Leah manages to eke out a win against Nikki. She isn't the most gracious loser, as could be expected, and claims that Leah just got lucky, but does honor her own rules and passes the controller off to Tara. The mood quickly improves despite Leah being a similarly insurmountable opponent for you and Tara to face. Even Nikki joins in on the chatting that picks up without being a grump, making you hopeful she was actually humbled by her loss. Those hopes are dashed as soon as Leah beats her a second time. She snaps at her, complaining the character she used is bullshit, and passes the controller to Tara so aggressively she flinches. Leah handily wins the first round of her next match against Tara, but shortly into the second she glances over at you, then starts to play much more defensively. "Defensively" turns into "just plain bad" as both of them get lower on health, until she reaches the point where she's pretty much just standing still in front of Tara's character without attacking. Tara, of course, swallows her and wins with a digestion finisher, seeming genuinely excited to have won for once. Unfortunately... "What the fuck was that!?" Nikki shouts. "That was the most obvious throw I've ever seen, she didn't deserve that win!" "Sorry, I, um, I got distracted," Leah says with a shrug. She looks nervous. "It's Tara and $name's turn now." "Bullshit! She's gotta earn it if she wants to keep her spot. Give me the controller, you both lost." "Ugh, can you chill the fuck out?" you snap. "We're trying to have fun here. We know you're good, losing because you were messing around or giving other people a chance won't kill you." "Oh shut up, you're just mad 'cause you're trash!" Nikki shouts back. "And it's no wonder, if you're not giving it your all every match you'll never improve." You roll your eyes. "Weird that Leah beat you twice then, since she's nice enough to let Tara enjoy herself." Nikki clenches her fists. "She just got lucky, plus she keeps using a broken character. I can beat all of you, easily." She smirks. "You know what? I'll prove it. Let's do a tournament." "Fine by me, at least everyone will get a chance to play." "And a tourney's no fun without stakes, so..." Nikki says, looking straight at you with a grin. "Let's say winner gets to eat last place." "And how is that supposed to work if I'm included?" you say, giving your belly a loud smack to draw attention to it. "This thing might be a lot smaller than when I first ate, but I still doubt any of you wanna try and squeeze it down your throat.<<if $fullness > ($maxFullCap - 5)>> And I definitely can't fit any of you in me yet if I were to win.<</if>>" "Oh, uh, right..." Nikki says, her smug look faltering. "Um, also Morgan has a rule against eating club members, and no matter who loses it would be a club member," Tara chimes in. "Yeah there's that, on top of the fact that that's a //crazy// suggestion!" you say. "Why would you try to escalate things to someone getting //eaten// over a game. Aren't we supposed to just be hanging out and having fun together?" "Well I... if you guys didn't suck so much you would be having fun," Nikki says, pouting and crossing her arms. "It's not my fault." You sigh. "Look, Nikki, you're obviously really good at the game, okay? Like no one is disputing that--Leah is the only one who can give you a decent challenge and she's also super skilled," you say. Tara and Leah nod, and Nikki gets a smug grin. "But it's not fun to keep getting thrashed every time you get a chance to play. Let's just change up the rules a little, no more 'the best player gets to just keep kicking everyone's butt forever'." "What? No way! We're in my dorm using my console, I get to be in charge!" Nikki snaps. "Okay, we'll just leave then and you won't have anyone to play against," you say with a shrug. Nikki glances at the others, the expressions on both of their faces making clear that they're in agreement. "Ugh, fine, whatever..." Nikki grumbles, crossing her arms and looking away. "We'll try it your way..." A little surprised that you were actually able to talk her down, you move ahead with making things a bit more casual. Instead of "winner keeps their controller", you set the rule to just alternate which controller gets passed off after each match so that everyone gets equal chance to play and isn't just facing the same opponent almost every time. Remembering Nikki's insistence on only playing her main, you also quickly add the rule that no one can use the same character twice in a row. Nikki still seems grumpy, but everyone else is having a much better time than before. After a while, Leah brings up that there are a few different rulesets and gamemodes you can swap to within the game itself. You look through the list and pretty quickly settle on an alternate mode called "snackdown". It's a tournament where you can only deal damage via digestion, and after a character gets fully digested in a match they're no longer able to be selected, with the tournament continuing until only one character remains. By the end, even Nikki seems to be enjoying the challenge the unusual ruleset provides and finally mellows out a bit. She even compliments Tara on her improvement when, in a surprising turn of event, she's the one that manages to take the final spot. Eventually, things start to wind down and most of you are yawning more than you're talking. You decide to call it a night, getting up from the bed and stretching your arms. "This was actually really fun other than the threat of being eaten earlier which kinda..." Tara says, blushing as she catches herself starting to ramble. She clears her throat. "Um, thanks for inviting us Nikki." "Yeah, uh, thanks for coming. I'm, uh, s..." Nikki starts to say. Then she groans and shakes her head. "I'll see you guys at club." "Yeah, see you then!" you say, waving as you head for the door. "We should do this again sometime..!" Leah chimes in. "Yeah, sure, whatever..." Nikki mumbles. Everyone gives a final goodbye, then heads out into the hall.<<if $leahRel < 3>> <<Leah 1>><</if>> [[Head back to your dorm->September 6th- Night]]

<<set $day6Hunt2 to "sam">>You decide that the courtyard is probably the best place to hunt right now--anyone out this late is probably getting some fresh air or returning from a trip into town. So, you start to make your way down the main hall, passing through the lobby and out into the cool evening air. It's already quite a bit darker than when you passed through a little while ago. There are one or two other girls that you can see, but neither jump out to you as viable prey. You start to pace around the courtyard, strolling along the various paths in no particular pattern while you keep an eye out for potential targets. <<if $samRel < -1>>Unfortunately, you don't seem to have much luck. Not willing to give up the hunt quite so easily, you decide to stick it out, but opt for a more passive approach for now. You stop by the fountain to wait for an opportunity to present itself, taking your phone out to kill some time. Your attention is quickly drawn away from it, however, when you hear footsteps approaching from behind... <<link "Turn Around">> <<set _checkType to "prey">> <<set _baseline to 16>> <<set _modifier to 1 + (-1*$samRel)>> <<include "voreCheck">> <<if _swallow>> <<goto "Hunt 2- Eaten By Sam">> <<else>> <<set $stamina -= 12>> <<replace "#choice">>\ Acting on instinct, you jerk forward fast enough to pull away from whoever was sneaking up on you, briefly feeling a hand on your arm before you break their grip. A familiar-sounding voice curses under their breath behind you. You whirl around and find yourself face-to-face with Sam. "Come on..." Sam mutters, narrowing her eyes at you. She lunges forward again, managing to get a grip on <<if $outfit is "uniform">>your jacket<<else>>the front of your shirt<</if>>. "I've been waiting for a meal all night, no way are //you// getting away!" "Get off!" you shout, trying to pull her arm away as she yanks you forward. She opens her mouth wide and you can feel the heat of her breath against your face. Just as her lips start to graze your skin, an idea strikes you. You bend your knees, tuck your head down, and lift your arms out. Sam makes a confused sound as you wriggle and pull back, catching on too late to adjust her grip as your <<if $outfit is "uniform">>jacket slides off<<else>>shirt slides over your head<</if>>. She stumbles back with a look of confusion and frustration on her face, clutching only your <<if $outfit is "uniform">>jacket<<else>>shirt<</if>> in her hand while you fall back onto the ground. "Well, that's a new trick at least..." she says, glaring at you. She throws your top aside and makes another grab for you, but you manage to scramble away. "Get back here!" @@color:yellowgreen;You managed to escape.@@ You quickly get back back to your feet<<if $outfit != "uniform">>, evening air prickling on your bare skin,<</if>> and make a break for the main door. "You can keep that!" you shout back as you rush inside. You keep running until you're past the lobby and halfway down the hall, realizing that, unless she's impossibly quiet, she didn't even follow you through the door. Still, you decide that run-in was probably a good sign you should call it a night. [[Return to your dorm->September 6th- Night 2]]\ <</replace>> <</if>> <</link>>\ <<elseif $samRel > 2>><<set $day6Hunt2 to "courtyard">>\ Unfortunately, you don't seem to have much luck. Not willing to give up the hunt quite so easily, you decide to stick it out, but opt for a more passive approach for now. You stop by the fountain to wait for an opportunity to present itself, taking your phone out to kill some time. You wait for quite a while, but no one that seems like they would make manageable prey comes by. The few people you do spot are either grouped up, or look like they're probably upperclassmen. Eventually, you start to get cold and decide to give up for the night, getting up with a sigh and starting to head back towards Karbo. [[Return to your dorm->September 6th- Night 2]]\ <<elseif $samRel > 0>>\ You don't seem to have much luck, only seeing a pair that seem to be upperclassmen coming back from a trip into town. Not ready to give up so easily, you start to head back towards the fountain. At first you think your luck has finally changed, spotting a lone girl coming your way, but you quickly realize it's a familiar face. "Hey Sam!" you say, stopping and waving to her as she makes her way over. "How's it going?" "Uh, hey $name," she replies, crossing her arms. She looks off to the side rather than at you. "I'm fine I guess, really hungry..." "Yeah same here, I've been out looking for a meal but haven't had much luck so far," you say with a laugh. "I guess it's not the best time for it... Hey, maybe if we hunt together it'll go better!" "I've been having trouble too," Sam sighs. "But yeah, I think you can help me..." "Great! So..." you start to say, trailing off as a loud groan cuts through the air. It wasn't from //your// stomach. \ <<link "Sam..?">> <<set _checkType to "prey">> <<set _baseline to 14>> <<set _modifier to 3>> <<include "voreCheck">> <<if _swallow>> <<goto "Hunt 2- Eaten By Sam">> <<else>> <<set $stamina -= 12>> <<replace "#choice">>\ "I'm sorry..!" Sam blurts out, lunging towards you. "S-Sam wait!" you shout, jumping back in surprise. Luckily, you'd caught on to her intentions just before she made her move and you're able to narrowly avoid her grab. "Come on, don't do this!" "I'm seriously starving $name, I skipped dinner!" Sam says, making another grab for you. She manages to get a grip on <<if $outfit is "uniform">>your jacket<<else>>the front of your shirt<</if>>. "I... you're my only option at this point!" "Get off!" you shout, trying to pull her arm away as she yanks you forward. "Damn it Sam, I thought we were friends!" She opens her mouth wide and you can feel the heat of her breath against your face. Just as her lips start to graze your skin, an idea strikes you. You bend your knees, tuck your head down, and lift your arms out. Sam makes a confused sound as you wriggle and pull back, catching on too late to adjust her grip as your <<if $outfit is "uniform">>jacket slides off<<else>>shirt slides over your head<</if>>. She stumbles back with a look of confusion on her face, clutching only your <<if $outfit is "uniform">>jacket<<else>>shirt<</if>> in her hand while you fall back onto the ground. "Uh, nice move..." she says. She glances at the shirt in her hand with an uncertain expression, giving you an opportunity to scramble away from her. @@color:yellowgreen;You managed to escape.@@ You quickly get back back to your feet<<if $outfit != "uniform">>, evening air prickling on your bare skin,<</if>> and make a break for the main door. "You can keep that, asshole!" you shout back as you rush inside. You keep running until you're past the lobby and halfway down the hall, realizing that, unless she's impossibly quiet, she didn't even follow you through the door. Still, you decide that run-in was probably a good sign you should call it a night. <<Sam -1>> [[Return to your dorm->September 6th- Night 2]]\ <</replace>> <</if>> <</link>> <<else>>\ At first, you don't have much luck. But, as you make your way towards the fountain, intending to take a more passive approach by sitting and waiting for a while, you hear someone approaching from behind you. You twirl around to find a pale, dark haired girl behind you<<if $metSam>>--it's Sam from earlier in the week. "Hey, um... $name, right?" she says. You're nervous at first, but she's keeping a decent distance away and doesn't seem particularly threatening at the moment. "You out looking for a meal too?"<<else>> "Uh, hey, I'm Sam," the girl says, keeping her distance and giving you a slight wave. She's wearing baggy clothes and her hair is long and messy. Her stance doesn't seem particularly threatening. "Hi, $name," you reply, giving her a wary look. "What's up?" "I've been looking for a more impressive dinner to end the week on, if you know what I mean," she chuckles. "You're on the hunt too, right?"<</if>> "Yeah, but not having much luck so far," you reply. You make sure to watch her carefully, given the confirmation that she's looking for prey<<if $samRel < 0>>, not to mention you aren't sure you're on the best terms with her<</if>>. "Well then you're welcome!" Sam snickers. "I saw this girl that would be a //perfect// meal head into the garden just a little while ago, but she was with someone else and I didn't want to risk it. Come with me, we can each take one." \ [[Go with her->Hunt 2- Tricked By Sam]] <<link "This is fishy">> <<set _checkType to "prey">> <<set _baseline to 14>> <<set _modifier to 3>> <<include "voreCheck">> <<if _swallow>> <<goto "Hunt 2- Eaten By Sam">> <<else>> <<set $stamina -= 12>> <<replace "#choice">>\ "Uh, no thanks, I think I'll just keep searching on my own..." you say, narrowing your eyes a little. You don't trust the offer for a second--you've been in the courtyard for a while and haven't seen anyone go into the garden. It must be a trap. "What? Come on, you're not gonna find a better deal than that!" Sam insists, stepping closer. "I'll even let you have the good one, I'll take her buddy." "Yeah that's the problem, it's a little too good to be--" You're cut off as Sam rushes toward you. Having already been suspecting she was up to something, you're quick to react and jump to the side, narrowly avoiding a grab. "Damn it!" she grunts. She lunges forward again, managing to get a grip on <<if $outfit is "uniform">>your jacket<<else>>the front of your shirt<</if>>. "Just come here if you're not gonna play along, I've been waiting for a meal all night!" "Get off!" you shout, trying to pull her arm away as she yanks you forward. She opens her mouth wide and you can feel the heat of her breath against your face. Just as her lips start to graze your skin, an idea strikes you. You bend your knees, tuck your head down, and lift your arms out. Sam makes a confused sound as you wriggle and pull back, catching on too late to adjust her grip as your <<if $outfit is "uniform">>jacket slides off<<else>>shirt slides over your head<</if>>. She stumbles back with a look of confusion and frustration on her face, clutching only your <<if $outfit is "uniform">>jacket<<else>>shirt<</if>> in her hand while you fall back onto the ground. "Well, that's a new trick at least..." she says, glaring at you. She throws your top aside and makes another grab for you, but you manage to scramble away. "Get back here!" @@color:yellowgreen;You managed to escape.@@ You quickly get back back to your feet<<if $outfit != "uniform">>, evening air prickling on your bare skin,<</if>> and make a break for the main door. "You can keep that!" you shout back as you rush inside. You keep running until you're past the lobby and halfway down the hall, realizing that, unless she's impossibly quiet, she didn't even follow you through the door. Still, you decide that run-in was probably a good sign you should call it a night. <<set $metSam to true>><<Sam -1>> [[Return to your dorm->September 6th- Night 2]]\ <</replace>> <</if>> <</link>> <</if>>

<<Time 19>><<set $eatenBySamDay6 to true>><<set $predName to "Sam">><<set $predSS to 44>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "Hunt 2 Sam_PreyStruggle">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "Hunt 2 Sam(TEXT)">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "Hunt 2 Sam_Actions">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Hunt 2- Eaten By Sam: Escape">><<set _belowHalfCrush to false>><<set _acidTaunted to false>>\ <<if $samRel < -1>>\ You stow your phone and start to turn around, but someone grabs and twists one of your arms behind your back, sending a jolt of pain up through your shoulder. They move quickly, restraining your other arm and bending you back towards their mouth. You try to struggle against their grip, but you're helpless to stop it as a warm wetness wraps around your head and your vision goes dark. @@color:orange;You have been overpowered.@@ You kick out blindly behind you, trying in vain to resist as you're pulled back into the tight throat of your assailant, but you strike nothing but air as you're gulped down with ease. You cry out in discomfort from the strain on your back as you're forced to bend back into her maw, her saliva already soaking through the top of your shirt. Once your arms are fully pinned by her lips, she shifts her hands to grip your thighs and hoist up your legs. You find yourself feeling oddly relieved for a moment from the change in position despite it hastening your descent. <<if $fat > 34>>She seems to stumble for a moment as she hefts up your weight, but she recovers quickly and you feel the disorienting sensation of her going on the move. A moment later a thump vibrates through her body as she sits down, continuing to pack you away. <</if>>Her throat ripples around you as you slide deeper and deeper into her body, your head soon pushing out into the wider chamber of her stomach. You flail your legs uselessly in protest as you're forced to curl up against the slimy walls. It doesn't take much longer before your feet vanish beyond her lips and slide down to join the rest of you. "//*UURRrrp*// Hah, too easy," a strangely familiar voices says. You wince as she gives you a hard slap on the back through her gut. Then the voice suddenly clicks: It's Sam. "Perfect timing for you to show up, I've been having no //*urp*// luck tonight." "Sam, what the hell?" you shout, writhing around and pushing out against the walls of her stomach. "<<if $eatenBySam>>You already tried this and it didn't work, remember? Don't waste my time!<<else>>I know we didn't exactly hit it off, but that's no reason to eat me over it!<</if>>" <<if $eatenBySam>>"Oh yeah I remember, why do you think you're back in there?"<<else>>"//*Pfft*//, you think I need a //reason// to eat you?"<</if>> Sam laughs, rubbing a taunting hand over her belly. <<if $eatenBySam>>"Well, actually it's just because I was hungry, but it is satisfying to have you back where you //*uurp*// belong."<<else>>"I was hungry, that's the only reason I need. You're not special."<</if>> <<if $eatenBySam>>"Well enjoy it while it lasts, 'cause--"<<else>>"Ugh, whatever! You're gonna regret--"<</if>> "Well, maybe I will enjoy this a //bit// more than usual knowing //*Uuurrp*// it's an asshole like you in there," Sam snickers, cutting you off with a painfully tight squeeze. Then she gives her belly a much lighter, taunting pat. "Now <<if $eatenBySam>>go ahead and squirm while my stomach finishes what it started<<else>>sit tight and digest<</if>>.~"\ <<elseif $samRel > 0>>\ "I'm sorry..!" Sam blurts out, lunging towards you. "S-Sam wait!" you shout, jumping back in surprise. Unfortunately, you were too late to realize her intentions, and she's able to get a grip on your arm before you can pull away. You try to break her hold with your free hand, but she just takes the opportunity to grab that arm as well. "Get off! Come on, I thought we were friends!" "I... I'm seriously starving $name, I skipped dinner!" Sam says as she grapples with you, a nervous edge to her voice. "You're my only option at this point!" @@color:orange;You have been overpowered.@@ Despite your best efforts, you're unable to shake her, only managing to protest with an outraged shout before her lips seal around your neck and your vision goes dark. Her grip on your arms is surprisingly tight as she begins to swallow you down, not giving you any opening to break free as you're forced deeper into her throat. You wriggle pathetically against the flesh around you in a useless attempt to avoid your fate. She moves quickly, pulling your chest into the warm confines of her body just seconds after she started. Getting a grip on your thighs, she hoists you up overhead to finish the job with the assistance of gravity. <<if $fat > 34>>She seems to stumble for a moment as she hefts up your weight, but she recovers quickly and you feel the disorienting sensation of her going on the move. A moment later a thump vibrates through her body as she sits down, continuing to pack you away. <</if>>Her throat ripples around you as you slide deeper and deeper into her body, your head soon pushing out into the wider chamber of her stomach. You flail your legs uselessly in protest as you're forced to curl up against the slimy walls. It doesn't take much longer before your feet vanish beyond her lips and slide down to join the rest of you. "//*UURrrp*!// That's better..." Sam says with a sigh. She gives her belly a hesitant pat. "I really am sorry $name, I kinda wish I hadn't //*urp*// seen you... But, I've gotta say, you were really satisfying..." "SAM!" you shout, shoving out against the slick flesh that surrounds you. "Are you kidding me!?" "No, you really are great prey," she says, chuckling somewhat nervously. "<<if ($playerSize > 5) or ($breastSize > 44) or ($buttSize > 39)>>Really filling, it's just what I needed right now.<<else>>Well, maybe it's just because I was really //*urp*// hungry, but you did taste pretty good...<</if>>" "Ugh, you're crazy! Let me out!" you protest. A groan rumbles through the walls in disapproval, the slick flesh of her stomach already grinding and kneading against you. "No, sorry," she says. She runs her hands along her belly while she talks. "If you want out, you've gotta break out yourself. Good //*URrrp*// luck!" She stops her massage and gives the bulge your head is making a pat, then adds quietly: "Honestly..."\ <<else>>\ "Uh, no thanks, I think I'll just keep searching on my own..." you say, narrowing your eyes a little. You don't trust the offer for a second--you've been in the courtyard for a while and haven't seen anyone go into the garden. It must be a trap. "What? Come on, you're not gonna find a better deal than that!" Sam insists, stepping closer. "I'll even let you have the good one, I'll take her buddy." "Yeah that's the problem, it's a little too good to be--" You're cut off as Sam rushes toward you. Having already been suspecting she was up to something, you're quick to react and try to jump to the side, but she still manages to grab your arm. You pull back and try to push her away with your free hand, but she just takes the opportunity to grab that arm as well. @@color:orange;You have been overpowered.@@ "Fine..." she grunts, grappling with you as you try to shake her grip. "You'll work just as well then..!" Despite your best efforts, you're unable to shake her, only managing to protest with an outraged shout before her lips seal around your neck and your vision goes dark. Her grip on your arms is surprisingly tight as she begins to swallow you down, not giving you any opening to break free as you're forced deeper into her throat. You wriggle pathetically against the flesh around you in a useless attempt to avoid your fate. She moves quickly, pulling your chest into the warm confines of her body just seconds after she started. Getting a grip on your thighs, she hoists you up overhead to finish the job with the assistance of gravity. <<if $fat > 34>>She seems to stumble for a moment as she hefts up your weight, but she recovers quickly and you feel the disorienting sensation of her going on the move. A moment later a thump vibrates through her body as she sits down, continuing to pack you away. <</if>>Her throat ripples around you as you slide deeper and deeper into her body, your head soon pushing out into the wider chamber of her stomach. You flail your legs uselessly in protest as you're forced to curl up against the slimy walls. It doesn't take much longer before your feet vanish beyond her lips and slide down to join the rest of you. "//*UUuurp!*// There, happy? You should have just come with me, maybe gotten yourself a meal instead of becoming one," Sam says, patting her belly. "Oh come on, there wasn't anyone in the garden and you know it," you say, shoving out against the slick flesh that surrounds you. "Correct, but it would have been //*urp*// more fun if you'd played along," she chuckles, giving her gut a taunting slap. "But I guess it doesn't matter, things still ended up how I wanted them to."\ <</if>><<set $sceneAttack to 0>><<set $sceneDefense to 0>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "preyOptions">></div>

<<if ($health <= 0) or ($stamina <= 0)>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $stamina <= 0>> Your arms start to tremble and shake, barely even making a dent in the stomach walls anymore when you try to push out. They drop to your sides like lead and you find it difficult just to lift them again. Your legs have given out on you as well--your energy is completely spent. <<else>> It's no use--the boiling and churning of her gut has worn down all your strength. Despite your best efforts, you succumb to the writhing walls. Your body goes numb as the acids eat away at your skin, and it's starting to become hard to focus.<<if $eatenBySam>> It looks like this time, you're probably not making it out.<</if>> <</if>> <<if $samRel < -1>> "Please... Sam..." you say, making one last weak effort against her stomach. She doesn't even bother to offer any resistance, just chuckling as she watches the small bumps uselessly press out from her belly. "Just let me out... I'm sorry about... <<if $samMakeupPromise>>breaking my promise...<<else>>whatever made you so mad at me, okay..?<</if>>" <<if $sceneAttack > 0>>"What happened to all that //*Uuurp*// confidence from before?"<<else>>"Ha, not a //*Uuurp*// chance!"<</if>> Sam says with a laugh. She gives the side of her gut a firm smack, the impact rippling through the walls around you. "<<if $eatenBySam>>This is how things should have gone<<else>>You should have ended up in there<</if>> on Sunday, you're lucky you got to enjoy the week." "But--" "No buts," Sam says, tightening her stomach muscles to cut you off. You feel her wrap her arms around her belly, squeezing in on you painfully hard. "You're my //*URP*// dinner, it's time you start acting like it..." Your body is crushed beneath her grip<<if $acidStage > 1>>, the acids rising to submerge your head with the increased pressure<<else>>, unable to put up even the slightest resistance<</if>>. Even when she relaxes again, feeling confident she's made her point, you can't manage to muster any kind of response to her punishment. Your head feels foggy and your body starts to go limp. Somewhere amidst the constant churning of her stomach, your consciousness finally fades away<<if $eatenBySam>>, doomed to digestion by the same stomach you'd once escaped<</if>>. "Nothing more to say?<<if $sceneAttack > 0>> No more comments about my skill as a predator?<</if>>" Sam asks, prodding her stomach. It burbles in response, its contents remaining still. She grins and gives it a much harder jab, once again feeling no movement beyond some air getting knocked loose. "//*Uurrrrap!*// There, that's more like it." <<elseif $samRel > 0>> "Please... Sam..." you say, making one last weak effort against her stomach. "Just let me out... Don't do this..." Sam stays silent for a while. You feel her start to massage her belly, pushing in on you through the slick walls of her stomach. It feels almost like she's aiming more to soothe you than herself. "It's already over, $name. You're my //*urp*// dinner." "Why..?" you say, your voice weak. You find yourself relaxing under her massage, lacking the strength to offer any resistance anymore. "I thought... I know it hasn't been that long... but I thought we were friends..." "Come on, can you not guilt trip me in the last stretch at least?" Sam grumbles. She gives the back of your head a firm slap, her massage feeling a bit rougher when she resumes her efforts. "I am //*URP*// sorry... or, I was at first, at least. But, at this point it... feels right, honestly. Like you said, it's only the start of the year. I'll make other friends." "You..!" you say, coughing before you can get anything else out. You punch at the flesh in front of you as one final protest, so weak at this point that you're not sure she even felt it. Sam sighs, her massage once again growing more intense. "Goodbye, $name," she says in a firm tone. Her hands continue to work over her belly, rubbing and kneading her flesh as you're slowly melted away within. You feel yourself drift off not long after her goodbye, lost within the churning stomach of someone you once considered a friend. <<else>> "Please..." you say with a cough, making one last weak effort against her stomach. She doesn't even bother to offer any resistance, just chuckling as she watches the small bumps uselessly press out from her belly. "I was... supposed to be the one..." <<if $sceneAttack > 0>>"What happened to all that //*Uuurp*// confidence from before?" Sam says with a laugh. She gives the side of her gut a firm smack, the impact rippling through the walls around you. "I guess you were all talk, huh?"<<else>>"Hey, part of being a good predator is //*Uuurp*// not getting eaten," Sam chuckles. You feel her massage her belly while she talks, occasionally giving you a little squeeze. "Not my fault you were dumb enough to let your guard down."<</if>> "Fuck... you..." you groan, the words coming out so quietly that you aren't sure she even heard. "Yeah, yeah..." Sam says with a little chuckle. You feel her wrap her arms around her belly, then squeeze in painfully hard. She only keeps up her grip for a few moments, but its enough. Your body goes limp as your consciousness drifts off under the pressure of the warm flesh crushing in on you. <</if>> <<if $samRel > 0>>Sam<<else>>She<</if>> leans back on the bench with a contented sigh, gently running her hands along her bloated belly. Her stretched skin feels so warm that she finds herself leaning forward to use it as relief from the cool evening air. But, a slight shiver reminds her that there's a much easier way to escape the cold and she carefully eases up onto her feet. What remains of you sloshes around inside of her as she steadies herself. She grins and give her belly an extra shake before walking off towards Karbo, enjoying the sound and sensation of her prey being reduced to mush.<<if $samMeetEmma != "none">> A grin creeps onto her lips as she walks. "Heh, not only was she //*uuurp*// a perfect meal, but now there's <<if $samRel > 0>>nothing stopping me from<<else>>no one to get in the way of me<</if>> eating her annoying roommate..."<<elseif $samRel > 0>> "I'm kinda gonna miss her..." Sam mutters to herself as she walks, one hand idly rubbing her softening gut. "But... she would have //*Uurp*// gotten out if she was worth it..."<<elseif $samRel < 0>> "//*UURP!*// First week down and I've already <<if $eatenBySam>>cleaned up my only mistake<<else>>taken care of the only girl that crossed me<</if>>..." Sam mumbles to herself as she walks, one hand idly playing with her softening gut. "I bet Maeve'll be proud..."<</if>> <<include "Life Lost">> <</append>> <<else>> <<switch $acidStage>> <<case 1>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $eatenBySam>>"So, is it just like you remember it in there?" Sam snickers, prodding you through her belly. A loud groan rumbles through the air. "Sounds like my stomach's //*uuurp*// eager to have you back.~"<<elseif $samMakeupPromise>>"So, how's it feel to repay your debt?" Sam snickers, prodding you through her belly. A loud groan rumbles through the air. "I think I'm actually //*uurp*// glad you chose to do it this way.~"<<elseif $samRel < -1>>"You'd better still be hanging on in there!" Sam says, prodding you through her belly. A loud groan rumbles through the air. "With you as my dinner? I definitely want to //*uurp*// feel you squirm for a while.~"<<elseif $samRel > 0>>"So, uh, how's it going in there?" Sam says. You feel a curious poke from the outside, followed by her stomach grumbling in response. "Things are pretty //*uurp*// great on my end, honestly..."<<else>>"So, how's it feel in there?" Sam snickers, prodding your through her belly. A loud groan rumbles through the air, then you feel her sigh and lean back. "Gotta say, you make for a pretty satisfying dinner..."<</if>> You clench your teeth inside of her, doing your best to shield yourself from the relentless grinding of her stomach walls. Your skin is starting to tingle and you can hear some splashing starting to kick up below you whenever you move. Her stomach roars around you, <<if $eatenBySam>>as eager as she said<<else>>eager<</if>> to churn you up. "<<if !$metSam>>It's awful, please let me out!<<else>>Come on Sam! Let me out of here!<</if>>" you plead. <<if $samRel > 0>>"I mean, no. The time for me to back down from this was //*urp*// before I swallowed you," Sam replies. She gives the side of her belly a light smack. "Besides, has anyone ever let their prey go just because they said to? Seems like a waste of time to try."<<else>>"Uh, no? Why do people even bother with that?" Sam replies, giving you a light smack. "Is there //*urp*// really anyone that lets their prey go just because they said to?<<if $samMakeupPromise>> And besides, you //agreed// to end up in there!<<elseif $metSam>> You didn't even ask nicely!<</if>>"<</if>> @@color:yellow;Her stomach is starting to kick into gear, you need to get out!@@ You just give a frustrated shove to the flesh in front of you rather than responding. <<if $eatenBySam>>Though, she's being awfully cocky for someone who already failed at this once...<<else>>Though, you have to admit that it's getting under your skin how cocky she's being about this...<</if>><<set $sceneAttack to 0>><<set $sceneDefense to 0>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <<replace "#special">> <<link "Taunt her">> <<set _acidTaunted to true>> <<set $sceneAttack += 1>> <<append "#digestion">> "I was just giving you a chance to take the easy way out! You really think you can keep me down?" you shout, confident in your ability to escape her<<if $eatenBySam>> again<</if>>. "Ha! Your stomach's barely even giving me a massage." <<if ($samRel < -1) or ($progress > 2)>> You hear Sam grumble to herself, clearly irritated. <</if>> <<timed 0.1s>> <<set _acidResponse to true>> <<include $sceneActionsLink>> <<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<SidebarText>><</replace>> <<replace "#actionReminder">><<PreyActionReminder>><</replace>> <</timed>> <</append>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <</link>> <<link "Just focus on escaping">> <<append "#digestion">> You shake your head, ignoring the temptation to snap back at her. Giving it even a moment's thought, you realize it would probably be a terrible idea to provoke someone while you're already inside their stomach. <<timed 0.1s>> <<set _acidResponse to true>> <<include $sceneActionsLink>> <<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<SidebarText>><</replace>> <<replace "#actionReminder">><<PreyActionReminder>><</replace>> <</timed>> <</append>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <</link>> <</replace>> <</append>> <<case 2>> <<append "#digestion">> You wince as the walls briefly crash in, the muffled sound of a belch above you accompanying the pressure. There's a sloshing sound as her stomach relaxes again, kicking up enough movement to make it clear how high the tide of acid has risen. Uncomfortably hot liquid laps at your chest, the lower half of your body starting to go numb from prolonged exposure. <<if $samRel > 0>>"Mmh, that one burned a little..." Sam says, a faint vibration reaching you as she taps her chest. Then you feel her lean back in her seat, an odd tension tugging through the walls for a moment as she seems to stretch her arms out overhead. "Guess things are heating up in there, huh? Gotta say, it's feeling //*urp*// more and more like I made the right call..."<<else>>"Feeling the heat yet?" Sam says. You feel her lean back in her seat, an odd tension tugging through the walls for a moment as she seems to stretch her arms out overhead. "It sure sounds like it's getting //*urp*// rough in there.~"<</if>><<set $sceneDefense to 0>> @@color:yellow;Her acids are rising, you won't survive much longer in here!@@ You grunt in irritation and shove your arms out against the flesh surrounding you, only managing to get a <<if $samRel > 0>>slight <</if>>laugh out of her as it kicks up more movement from the acid and reinforces her point. Though things are starting to look bad, you still have <<if $health > 1>>plenty of<<else>>some<</if>> fight left in you... <<DialogueInterruption>> <<replace "#special">> <<link "Taunt her">> <<set _acidTaunted to true>> <<set $sceneAttack += 1>> <<append "#digestion">> "<<if $samRel < 1>>Nope,<<else>>Oh please,<</if>> are you sure this is the best your stomach can do?" you <<if $samRel > 0>>shout<<else>>snap back<</if>>. "It's kind of sad really. I guess maybe you aren't good enough to catch a lot of live meals." <<if ($samRel < -1) or ($progress > 2)>> You hear Sam grumble to herself, clearly irritated. <</if>> <<timed 0.1s>> <<set _acidResponse to true>> <<include $sceneActionsLink>> <<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<SidebarText>><</replace>> <<replace "#actionReminder">><<PreyActionReminder>><</replace>> <</timed>> <</append>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <</link>> <<link "Just focus on escaping">> <<append "#digestion">> You shake your head, ignoring the temptation to snap back at her. Escaping is<<if $samRel > 0>> definitely<</if>> a much higher priority<<if $samRel < 1>>, not to mention it'll be more effective at getting under her skin than anything you could say anyways<</if>>. <<timed 0.1s>> <<set _acidResponse to true>> <<include $sceneActionsLink>> <<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<SidebarText>><</replace>> <<replace "#actionReminder">><<PreyActionReminder>><</replace>> <</timed>> <</append>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <</link>> <</replace>> <</append>> <<case 3>> <<append "#digestion">> "How the hell are you still going in there?" Sam grumbles, shaking her belly a little. The acid level has gotten so high by now that even the mild disturbance she kicks up threatens to submerge your head. "<<if $eatenBySam>>You should have been digested back on //*urp*// Sunday morning, stop dragging this out even longer and give up! It's starting to get cold out here...<<else>><<if $samRel > 0>>I'm... actually kind of //*urp*// impressed, but also...<<else>>Of course the one time I just wanna //*urp*// move on with my day is when I get one that gives me a nice long struggle...<</if>> I'm tired and it's starting to get cold out here, give up already!<</if>>" Your only immediate response is gasping for breath, the brief contraction from her burp forcing your head below the surface. You could barely even hear her complaining over the roaring of her stomach, the walls relentlessly churning away at you even as they're nearly filled to the brim with acid. Waves splash and ripple from every little movement, leaving you struggling just to get some of the stale, humid air left at the top of the chamber.<<set $sceneDefense to 0>> @@color:yellow;You're almost completely submerged in her stomach acid, you need to get out now!@@ <<DialogueInterruption>> <<replace "#special">> <<link "Taunt her">> <<set $health to 0>> <<append "#digestion">> "What, are you so weak you can't handle walking inside while I'm still fighting?" you boast, bracing against the walls to make sure you keep your head above the tide of acid. "What a lousy predator. Tell you what though, if you let me out I know somewhere real warm I could put you." "Oh really? You're gonna try to talk big like that after stewing in my gut for so long I can barely tell you're alive from the outside?" Sam says. The walls of her stomach seem to tense up a little. "Hey, not my fault your stomach is so pathetic!" you snap back, starting to squirm again as you refuse to back down. "Alright, you know what?" Sam says, a menacing edge to her voice. A hand suddenly slams down //hard// on the bulge your head is making, forcing you below the surface of her boiling acid. At the same time, she clenches her muscles and wraps her free hand around her belly as tightly as she can. What little was left of your air is forced up her throat. "//*OOUUurrp!*// I've... had... enough of this..." You squirm frantically against her hold, kicking and shoving at the walls with all of the energy you can muster. Your head remains locked below the surface as the walls squeeze in painfully tight. Sam refuses to relent and your efforts become panicked and wild, as you start to get lightheaded from the lack of air. Your thrashing gradually gets weaker under the constricting embrace of her flesh, your strength draining as you remain sealed in an acidic tomb. You give one last, weak nudge to the nearest wall as you finally black out, faintly feeling acid surge into your desperate mouth as your consciousness fades. Sam doesn't let up until almost a full minute has passed since she felt any movement. "There..." she sighs, panting a little and glaring down at her gut. Then she gives it a shove, a pleasant sloshing sound the only reply. <<if $samRel > 0>>She grins at first, but her face soon looks conflicted. After thinking for a moment, she shakes her head--it's too late to feel bad about it now, she ought to just enjoy the meal.<<else>>She grins. "That's more like it."<</if>> She leans back on the bench with a contented sigh, gently running her hands along her bloated belly. Her stretched skin feels so warm that she finds herself leaning forward to use it as relief from the cool evening air. But, a slight shiver reminds her that there's a much easier way to escape the cold and she carefully eases up onto her feet. What remains of you sloshes around inside of her as she steadies herself. She grins and give her belly an extra shake before walking off towards Karbo, enjoying the sound and sensation of her overconfident prey being reduced to mush.<<if $samMeetEmma != "none">> A grin creeps onto her lips as she walks. "Heh, not only was she //*uuurp*// a perfect meal, but now there's <<if $samRel > 0>>nothing stopping me from<<else>>no one to get in the way of me<</if>> eating her annoying roommate..."<<elseif $samRel > 0>> "I'm kinda gonna miss her..." Sam mutters to herself as she walks, one hand idly rubbing her softening gut. "But... she would have //*Uurp*// gotten out if she was worth it..."<<elseif $samRel < 0>> "//*UURP!*// First week down and I've already <<if $eatenBySam>>cleaned up my only mistake<<else>>taken care of the only girl that crossed me<</if>>..." Sam mumbles to herself as she walks, one hand idly playing with her softening gut. "I bet Maeve'll be proud..."<</if>> <<include "Life Lost">> <</append>> <<toggleclass "#special" "hide">> <<replace "#special">><</replace>> <</link>> <<link "Now is really not the time for that">> <<set _acidResponse to true>> <<include $sceneActionsLink>> <<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<SidebarText>><</replace>> <<replace "#actionReminder">><<PreyActionReminder>><</replace>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <</link>> <</replace>> <</append>> <</switch>> <</if>>

<<set _roll to random(1,20)>> <<if ($turn != 3) and ($turn != 6) and ($turn != 9)>> <<set _acidResponse to false>> <</if>> <<if !_acidResponse and (($turn is 3) or ($turn is 6) or ($turn is 9))>> /* pause for player input from acid rise message */ <<elseif ($samRel < -1) and ($turn is 1) and ($lastAction != "brace") and ($lastAction != "rest")>> <<set $predAction to "crush">> <<set _predActionintensity to 2>> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Oh come on, you really //*urp*// think you can get out of there<<if $eatenBySam>> again<</if>>?" Sam says. She pushes in against the top of her belly and you raise your arms to shield your head from the assault... only for her to quickly shift her hands down to the side and shove in much harder, preventing you from lowering your arms again. You try to struggle against her grip for a moment, only for the stomach walls to clamp down hard around you as she tightens her inner muscles. You're left pinned in an awkward, painful position, barely able to move at all. "I've eaten //*uuurp*// way better than you before...<<if $eatenBySam>> I just wasn't taking things seriously enough Sunday...<</if>>" <</append>> <<elseif ($lastAction is "strong") or ($lastAction is "allOut")>> <<set $predAction to "crush">> <<set _acidTaunted to false>> <<set $counter += 1>> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $samRel > 0>><<if $counter > 0>>"Still giving it all you've //*URP*// got, huh?<<else>>"Woah, that's pretty //*URP*// good $name!"<</if>> Sam says. You feel her starting to wrap her arms around her belly. <<if $counter > 0>>"I appreciate the challenge, but remember..."<<else>>"You might actually beat my stomach at this rate. But, uh, like I said I do really need the meal right now so if you're fighting hard..."<</if>> She suddenly pushes in hard with her arms, squeezing you painfully tight. The walls close in around the rest of your body as she tightens her muscles, making it difficult just to move. She even leans forward in her seat to further restrict your space. <<if $counter > 1>>"If you go hard, I //*Uuurp*// go hard..."<<else>>"I hope you don't mind if I //*Uuurp*// fight back..."<</if>><<else>>The walls of Sam's stomach suddenly crash in on you, her muscles squeezing in painfully tight. You try to resist and keep struggling, but the pressure quickly becomes overwhelming. She wraps her arms around you from the outside and leans forward, bearing down on you as hard as she can to put a stop to your movements. <<if $counter > 1>>"Cut it out already!" she grunts. "I told you, you're //*URRp*// here to stay..."<<else>>"Enough of that..." she grunts. "You're not going anywhere, calm it down a bit if you wanna //*urp*// squirm for me..."<</if>><</if>> <</append>> <<elseif ($progress > 1) and !_belowHalfCrush>> <<set _belowHalfCrush to true>> <<set _acidTaunted to false>> <<set $predAction to "crush">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Alright... not //*uuurp*// bad..." Sam groans, gently running her hands along her belly. <<if $samRel > 0>>"But I know it's already too late for you not to get mad at me about this so if you really want out, I'm gonna make you earn it...<<else>>"You're squirming pretty good for me, but I am //not// letting you go..."<</if>> The massage she'd been nursing her gut with comes to a stop, and a moment later you feel her arms wrap around the middle of her belly. She squeezes in hard, locking your arms at your sides as the walls of her stomach painfully constrict around your midsection. <<if $samRel < 0>>Then she starts to slowly shift her grip up and down, maintaining the pressure while she grinds the acid-drenched stomach walls against your skin.<<else>>She doesn't let up for a moment, putting as much pressure on you as she can.<</if>><<if $samRel < 1>> "You're my dinner... so start //*URP*// acting like it..."<</if>> <</append>> <<elseif $samRel < -1>> <<if _acidTaunted>> <<set _acidTaunted to false>> <<set $predAction to "crush">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "squeeze">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <</if>> <<elseif $samRel < 1>> <<if _acidTaunted>>/*actually this should probably override the two crushes above? No nevermind, have _acidTaunted set to false by those crushes if they trigger. Sam isn't dumb and those are more pressing, so have them interrupt the taunt if things are set up for them*/ <<set _acidTaunted to false>> <<set $predAction to "taunt">> <<set _predActionintensity to 0>> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<if $acidStage is 2>> <<append "#digestion">> "//*Pfft*// Seriously? That's the best you've got? You aren't even the first //*urp*// girl I've churned //this week//,<<if $samPrey.length > 0>> you know that,<</if>>" Sam boasts, giving her belly a firm smack. The walls shake around you from the impact, kicking up some sloshing from the high tide of acid. Her stomach squeezes down on you for a moment as she pushes out a burp. "But I will say, you're doing a //great// job as prey. It's like you were born for this role.~" <</append>> <<else>> <<append "#digestion">> "Oh yeah? Pretty big words for someone taking an acid bath," Sam says, amusement clear in her voice. She nudges the side of her belly, shifting the acids around a bit, then pushes it back the other way, jostling you back and forth. It isn't doing much beyond annoying you, but you get the feeling that's the point. "I could //*Uurp*// take a nap right now and my stomach would still handle you no problem." <</append>> <</if>> <<elseif ($progress > 2) or (_roll > 10)>> <<set $predAction to "squeeze">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "massage">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <</if>> <<else>> <<if _acidTaunted>> <<set _acidTaunted to false>> <<set $predAction to "taunt">> <<set _predActionintensity to 0>> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<if $acidStage is 2>> <<append "#digestion">> "//*Pfft*// Seriously? That's the best you've got? You aren't even the first //*urp*// girl I've churned //this week//,<<if $samPrey.length > 0>> you know that,<</if>>" Sam boasts, giving her belly a firm smack. The walls shake around you from the impact, kicking up some sloshing from the high tide of acid. Her stomach squeezes down on you for a moment as she pushes out a burp. "But I will say, you're doing a //great// job as prey. It's like you were born for this role.~" <</append>> <<else>> <<append "#digestion">> "Oh yeah? Pretty big words for someone taking an acid bath," Sam says, amusement clear in her voice. She nudges the side of her belly, shifting the acids around a bit, then pushes it back the other way, jostling you back and forth. It isn't doing much beyond annoying you, but you get the feeling that's the point. "I could //*Uurp*// take a nap right now and my stomach would still handle you no problem." <</append>> <</if>> <<elseif ($health > 2) and (($progress > 2) or (_roll > 14))>> <<set $predAction to "squeeze">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "massage">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <</if>> <</if>>

<<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "damaged">> <<if ($healthThreshold is 2) and ($samRel > 0)>> <<append "#digestion">> "Sam, please!" you say. You wince as the walls of her stomach grind against you, more and more of your body starting to itch or sting as her acid works away at your skin. "Just let me out, it's getting really bad in here!" She's silent for a moment, then starts to gently run her hands along her belly before responding. "Look I... know this is kinda mean of me. But... think of this as a... test? I guess," she says. "I want friends who are going to //*urp*// stick around, so if you can beat //my// stomach then I can be confident you'll be fine." "And if I can't?" "Then at least you helped me end my week with a good meal, right?" @@color:red;You aren't sure how much longer you can last.@@ <</append>> <<elseif ($healthThreshold is 1) and ($samRel < -1)>> <<append "#digestion">> You cough, catching a particularly bad mouthful of the acrid air as you breathe in. Then you wince, the acids starting to really sting against your skin in the places where you haven't yet gone numb. The liquid around you churns and splashes relentlessly, showing no mercy for your struggle. You're starting to find it difficult to focus. <<if $eatenBySam>>"This is more //*urp*// like it," Sam snickers, running a hand along her belly. "This time around, we're finishing things right...~"<<else>>"Ready to give up yet?" Sam sneers. You feel her pat her belly. "Feels like you won't last much //*urp*// longer regardless."<</if>> @@color:red;If you don't get out soon...@@ <</append>> <<elseif ($healthThreshold is 1) and ($samRel > 0)>> <<append "#digestion">> You cough, catching a particularly bad mouthful of the acrid air as you breathe in. The walls continue to rage against you, relentless in their efforts to break you down into a digestible form. Your head is feeling foggy and your body is starting to ache. "Sam, seriously..." you say, pushing out against the slick flesh surrounding you. "Don't ask $name, you know it's too late for that..." Sam says. Her stomach groans and you feel a soothing pressure as she starts to massage her belly. "If you don't think you can //*urp*// get out, then just settle in..." @@color:red;If you don't get out soon...@@ <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<case "progress">> <<if ($progress is 3) and ($samRel < 1)>> <<append "#digestion">> The walls shudder around you as Sam's stomach groans in distress. One more good blow seems to hit just the right spot and the chamber clamps down on you, slick flesh crashing in from all angles. Waves of even more intense pressure wash through the walls from bottom to top as her weakened stomach attempts to reject you... but before any of you is able to make it back up her throat, Sam manages to calm her body down. The walls relax and you hear her sigh, a soft pressure rubbing in on you as she soothes her gut with her hands. "No way!" she grunts. "<<if $eatenBySam>>Not again! <<elseif $samMakeupPromise>>You owe me this! <</if>>You're not going anywhere!" "Aw, am I giving you a stomachache?" you dare to say in a mocking tone, frustrated to have your escape thwarted. "Save yourself the trouble and just let me out already!"<<if $samRel < -1>> "No way in hell am I letting you escape this," she hisses, giving you a tight squeeze.<</if>> @@color:lime;Keep it up, she can't hold out much longer!@@ <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<default>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</switch>>

<<if $samMakeupPromise>><<Time 19>><<else>><<Time 19.5>><</if>>You feel the walls start to shudder around you, the ache that you're kicking up for Sam tangible from the inside. Encouraged, you start to push harder, thrash more frantically. Sam clutches her gut, but it only makes the effect you're having on her more clear. You put everything you have into your squirming, refusing to let up. "<<if $samRel > 0>>Shit<<else>>No<</if>>..!" Sam grunts, trying in vain to slow your assault without putting enough pressure on her gut to push herself over the edge. <<if $samRel < -1>>"You're... Mine..!"<<else>>"Stay... down..!"<</if>> Her stomach disagrees--the walls close in around you, waves of pressure beginning to force you back up into her throat. Sam still refuses to admit defeat, pushing down on her belly from the outside and furiously swallowing to try and stop your ascent. But the light ripples in her esophagus are nothing compared to the overwhelming force of her stomach's rejection, only serving to painfully delay the inevitable as you inch up her throat. "Come on..!" Sam's strained voice pleads. "<<if $samRel < -1>>You... Deserve to be<<elseif $samRel > 0>>I... need<<else>>You're... my<</if>>--//Hrrk!//" Her protesting is cut short by your head pushing into the back of her mouth. She gags and lurches forward, falling off the bench to kneel on the ground. Your face slides along her tongue and through her lips, a chill striking your skin as you're finally exposed to the outside world again. <<if $samRel > 0>>She relents, one of her hands even pushing in on her belly to force the rest of you out faster. You surge forward, sliding out of her mouth and onto the rough stone of the courtyard path. <<else>>Sam continues to desperately try and keep her meal, keeping the pace of your escape agonizingly slow even as your chest slides free, going so far as to try and force you back in with her hands. "This is... ridiculous..!" you grunt, wriggling against the painful embrace of her insides. Once your elbows are free, you manage to wrench one of your arms completely out. "Just give... up!" With the extra pull from your free arm, she finally gives up. The rest of your body surges out of her mouth, sliding out onto the rough stone of the courtyard path. <</if>><<if $turn > 7>><<set $samRelation1 to 1>>You wind up collapsed on the ground in a puddle of bile, panting and wracked with exhaustion. You push yourself up into a sitting position, feeling stiff, exhausted, and now absolutely freezing. The efforts of her stomach have left you completely naked, and after being pulled straight from the intense heat of her body the cool evening air feels as if you've been dunked in ice water.<<elseif $turn > 2>>You wind up collapsed on the ground in a small puddle of bile, panting and wracked with exhaustion. You push yourself up into a sitting position, feeling stiff, exhausted, and now absolutely freezing. Your clothes have been heavily damaged by the efforts of her stomach, your shirt littered with holes and your <<if $outfit is "uniform">>jacket and skirt<<elseif $outfit is "light">>skirt<<else>>shorts<</if>> completely gone, and after being pulled straight from the intense heat of her body the cool evening air feels as if you've been dunked in ice water.<<else>>You quickly push yourself up into a sitting position, coughing a little and feeling exhausted from the ordeal. Other than being covered in stomach acid, you're more or less fine, though and after being pulled straight from the intense heat of her body the cool evening air feels absolutely freezing.<</if>> "Finally..." you grumble, carefully standing up<<if $turn > 7>> and doing your best to shield your body<</if>>. <<if $samRel > 0>> "Um... g-good job..?" Sam says, giving you a nervous smile. She's still kneeling on the ground, clutching her stomach and coughing occasionally. "I knew you could do it..!" You glare down at her and clench your fists. "Don't even try to pull that shit," you snap. "You were really gonna digest me, asshole!" "Well I was starving and--" "Ugh, unbelievable!" you say, starting to storm off towards the main building. "I'm not dealing with this right now, but I won't forget Sam..."<<else>><<if $eatenBySam>>"That's two... for fucking two..."<</if>> "This is bullshit..." Sam says between coughs. She's still kneeling on the ground, looking like she's in some serious pain after putting up such intense resistance to your escape. "I'm... better than this..." You glare down at her and clench your fists, contemplating returning the favor while she's in such rough shape. But, you're exhausted and already starting to shiver. Revenge can wait for another day. <<if $eatenBySam>>"You better have learned your lesson this time..."<<else>>"I'm not going to forget this, Sam..."<</if>> you say before storming off towards the main building.<</if>><<if $samRel > -4>> <<if $samRel is -3>><<Sam -1>><<else>><<Sam -2>><</if>><</if>> <<include "playerPreyEscape">>[[Hurry back to your dorm->Hunt 2- Eaten By Sam: Recovery]]<<set $metSam to true>>

<<Time 21>>You rush through the doors of Karbo, already feeling relieved as you pass through the threshold into the heated building. You continue on down the halls, moving just as quickly despite there being no one else in sight. Being in a heated building has only solved one <<if $outfitState is "gone">>of three<<else>>of two<</if>> problems, after all. <<if $emmaInjured>>When you arrive at your dorm, you head straight for the shower, only pausing to grab a towel on the way.<<elseif $day6SunnyHelpWithBetty>>When you arrive at your dorm, you barge right into the room, finding yourself face to face with a very concerned looking Emma. Not only that, but Sunny is sitting on your bed. "See? Told you she was fine!" Sunny says, giving you a nod. "She was clearly almost //not// fine!" Emma replies. Her voice trembles a little when she looks over at you and she backs away onto her bed to give you some space. "Um, are you okay $name? What happened?" "Just had an... unfortunate run-in on my way back from dinner, I'm okay," you assure her<<if $outfitState is "gone">>, blushing a little<</if>>. "Sorry, we'll probably have to save dealing with betty for another day..." "Fair enough," Sunny says, getting up and stretching her arms for a moment. Then she flashes finger guns at you. "Enjoy the shower, I'll see you guys tomorrow!" With Sunny gone, you grab a towel and hurry into the shower to get washed off.<<set $day6SunnyHelpWithBetty to false>><<else>>When you arrive at your dorm, you barge right into the room, forgetting that Emma would definitely be present and awake until you lock eyes with her a few steps from the door. She blinks at you, then averts her eyes and shifts further back onto the bed<<if $outfitState is "gone">>, blushing<</if>>. <<if $samMakeupPromise>>"$name! Are you okay?" "Yeah I'm<<if $outfitState is "gone">>... alright<<else>> fine<</if>>," you reply<<if $outfitState is "gone">>, blushing yourself from the exposure.<</if>> "Thanks."<<else>>"Um, so the, uh, hunt didn't go so well?" she says. "No, not for either of us..." you grumble as you make your way over to the bathroom. <<if $emmaRel > 1>> "Are you okay?" Emma asks. "Sorry, I should have led with that..." "Yeah I<<if $outfitState is "gone">>... managed," you say, blushing yourself from the exposure.<<else>>'m alright," you reply.<</if>> "Thanks."<</if>> Grabbing a towel, you hurry into the shower to get washed off.<</if>><</if>> <<if $outfitState is "gone">>You turn on the water and step right in, not caring about the temperature. <<else>>You turn on the water to let it warm up while you undress. <<if $outfitState is "damaged">>You carefully peel off your shirt first, which practically falls apart in the process. Clearly beyond the point where it would even be possible to salvage it, you toss it into the trash, joined quickly by your acid-damaged underwear.<<else>>You briefly consider trying to salvage your outfit, but eventually decide that it isn't worth the trouble and simple throw the soggy clothing into the trash as you take it off.<</if>> Eager to get clean, you step right into the shower as soon as you're naked. <</if>>You let out a sigh of relief as the cleansing water washes over you, the residual acids clinging to your skin beginning to rinse off down the drain. While you get clean, you can't help feeling frustrated about the turn of events. You were supposed to be catching a meal to finish the week off strong, but instead you almost failed to survive week one at the last possible second. However, the frustration soon melts away with the slime covering your body under the soothing warmth of the shower. You'll just have to be more careful in the future. When you're finally clean, you step out of the shower to dry off. You briefly return to the room wrapped in a towel to grab a new set of clothes, electing to just change directly into your pajamas with how late it is. Once you're changed and feeling better, you head out to relax on your bed.<<set $outfit to "pjs">><<set $outfitState to "normal">> <<if $emmaInjured>>Not long after, however, the sound of someone fiddling with the doorknob gets your attention. The door swings open, and Sunny marches in. "Good, $name you're awake still!" she laughs. She starts to knock her hands against the wall to create a drumroll. "Introducing... the new and improved Emma!" She swivels and snaps her fingers into guns pointing at the doorway. Emma slowly steps in from the hall, grinning but blushing a little and nervously holding her hands in front of her. "Um, hey $name..!" she says. You raise your eyebrows a bit and look her over. She seems to be wearing a slightly different outfit than before, now sporting a paler blue tank top that's short enough to leave some of her midriff exposed. Much more striking, however, is her hair. It's been trimmed back to clean up the damage Zoey's stomach gave it, leaving her with curled ends that barely reach lower than her ears. Her old orange highlights are still mostly gone, but she now has a bright blue streak going from the front off to the right side. <<if $emmaRel > 0>>"Woah, Emma!" you say with a grin. "It look great!" "Thanks! Haha I've always wanted to try having blue in my hair!" she beams, running a hand along the streak. "I didn't think I'd be able to pull off short hair, but Sunny took me to this amazing place in town." "You can always trust me to know where to go," Sunny says with a snap. "I'll catch you two tomorrow!"<<else>>"Oh, nice," is all you offer as a response. "Oh don't mind her, she's just annoyed that you're definitively cooler than her now," Sunny says, waving her hand dismissively. "I'll catch you tomorrow, I should get back to my dorm!"<</if>> "Bye Sunny! Thanks again, tonight was just what I needed!" Emma calls out as Sunny heads off into the hall. She drops back onto her bed with a contented sigh. It seems like she's finally completely shaken off the near-digestion experience she had earlier in the week. "Well, I'm kinda exhausted after all that, I'm gonna get ready for bed." She gets up and heads into the shower, leaving you alone in the room again. After a little while, you start to realize that you're still exhausted from your escape, and decide to call it a night. ready to be done with the evening and looking forward to sleeping in tomorrow, you get up to head into the bathroom shortly after Emma gets out.<<else>>You and Emma chat for a little while<<if $emmaRel > 3>>, after you assure her that you're fine a few more times and she finally drops the subject<</if>>, though you both gradually get distracted by your phones instead. Eventually she gets up to shower for the night and get ready for bed, making you realize how tired you've gotten after the escape. Ready to be done with the evening and looking forward to sleeping in tomorrow, you get up to head into the bathroom shortly after Emma gets out.<</if>> [[Get ready for bed->September 6th- End of Day]]

<<Time 20>><<set $day6Hunt2 to "courtyard">>You decide that the courtyard is probably the best place to hunt right now--anyone out this late is probably getting some fresh air or returning from a trip into town. So, you start to make your way down the main hall, passing through the lobby and out into the cool evening air. It's already quite a bit darker than when you passed through a little while ago. There are one or two other girls that you can see, but neither jump out to you as viable prey. You start to pace around the courtyard, strolling along the various paths in no particular pattern while you keep an eye out for potential targets. Unfortunately, you don't seem to have much luck. Not willing to give up so easily, but starting to feel a bit tired from walking around with extra weight still hanging off of you, you head towards the fountain to sit at one of the benches and take a more passive approach. As the night stretches on, you don't fare any better than before, the only students passing through either grouped up or clearly out of your league. But, you do get into a pretty comfortable position on the bench. You start to alternate between scrolling through your phone or simply enjoying the night atmosphere, somewhat losing track of your original goal. Your free hand absentmindedly rubs and plays with your shrinking belly all the while, an occasional groan or gurgle still audible as it works to finish off whatever's left of $lastPrey. Eventually, the chill of the evening air overpowers your lethargic relaxation, and you decide to call it a night. As you get up to leave, however, someone else walking through the courtyard catches your eye. She's quite tall, and although your stomach is nearly back to its normal size by now you get a strong feeling that eating her would be above your skill level. <<if $metCharlotte>>While she might not be meal material, something about her seems oddly familiar...<<else>>While she might not be meal material, you find yourself oddly curious about what she's doing out here...<</if>> \ <<link "Go say hello">><<replace "#choice">><<set $day6Charlotte to true>>\ Your curiosity getting the better of you, you change course to go meet the girl. <<if $metCharlotte>>She starts to look even more familiar the closer you get, and finally you place her: It's Charlotte, the girl you knocked over in the hall back on Tuesday. "Hey! Charlotte, right?" you say once you're close, giving her a friendly wave. "Huh..?" she says, jumping a little as soon as you speak up. You notice she has a book in her hand, which she quickly hugs against her stomach with the cover facing in. When your attention is drawn to the movement, you also catch the glint of purple nailpolish on her fingers. "Oh, yeah. Do I know you?" "Um, kinda, I got you a coffee the other day... after I spilled your first one," you say with a laugh. "Right, I remember," she says with a nod. "I'm $name, by the way," you say. "Mmh," is all she replies, nodding again.<<else>>She's a tall brunette with long, flat hair and green eyes, wearing a dark green sweater, tight jeans, and a pale pink scarf. You also notice that she has a book in her hand as you get close. "Um, hey there!" you say, giving her a friendly wave. "Huh..?" she says, jumping a little as soon as you speak up. She clutches the book tighter and hugs it against her stomach. When your attention is drawn to the movement, you also catch the glint of purple nail polish on her fingers. "Oh, hi." "Sorry, I didn't mean to startle you!" you say with a somewhat nervous laugh. "I'm $name, it's nice to meet you." "Charlotte," she says with a nod.<</if>> There's a pause where she just looks at you with a pretty blank expression, though her arms seem oddly tense. After a moment, she starts to walk again without saying anything more, headed for the garden. \ <<link "Compliment her nail polish">><<replace "#choice2">>"Um, I like your nail polish!" you say, hurrying to catch up with her. You don't feel particularly threatened by her, and after coming all the way over here you'd like to at least attempt to get a conversation going. "It's a <<if $fcolor.toUpperCase() is "PURPLE">>fantastic<<else>>nice<</if>> color." "My what..?" Charlotte says, stopping in her tracks. She seems oddly panicked for a moment, taking a sharp inhale and adjusting her hands to hide her nails. "Oh, um, thank you. Your... outfit... is nice," she says, pausing to look you over as she turns back to you.<<set $charlotteInquiry1 to 1>> "Thanks," you reply with a smile. There's another awkward silence. "So... are you out here to read? I feel like it would be dangerous to just sit alone with your guard down here." "There's normally not anyone out here to bother me this late," she says. "And I'm a junior so I'm not as worried about being grabbed." "O-Oh,..." you reply, taking a slight step back. "Sorry, I didn't mean..." she says, her eyebrows raising a little. "You're a freshman, right?" "Yeah..." You take another step back. "I'm not going to eat you, don't worry," she says with a slight smile. "I am just here to read, like you said." "Cool, and, thanks I guess..." you say with a nervous laugh. "But uh, even so, it's getting pretty cold out here so I should probably head back to my room..." "Yes. You should look into a scarf, they're very handy this time of year," she says. She touches a hand to her own for emphasis, though you notice that she's still bending her fingers in a way that hides her nails. "Maybe I will! It was nice talking," you say. "It was," she replies, nodding and giving you a slight wave.<<if $charlotteRel < 2>> <<Charlotte 1>><</if>> You wave back, then turn to head for the main building. You move at a pretty brisk pace, part of you not completely convinced that she isn't a threat. [[Head back to your dorm->September 6th- Night 2]]<<set $metCharlotte to true>><<set $charlotteInfo1 to 1>>\ <</replace>><</link>> <<link "Ask what she's doing out here">><<replace "#choice2">>\ "So, uh, what are you doing out here this late?" you ask, hurrying to catch up with her. You don't feel particularly threatened by her, and after coming all the way over here you'd like to at least attempt to get a conversation going. She turns back to you and cocks her head a little. "I come out here to read, there's a very nice atmosphere in the garden at night." "Gotcha, it does look pretty..." you say, glancing over at the entrance to the garden. "Isn't that kinda risky though? I feel like it would be dangerous to just sit alone with your guard down here." "There's normally not anyone out here to bother me this late," she says. "And I'm a junior so I'm not as worried about being grabbed." "O-Oh,..." you reply, taking a slight step back. "Sorry, I didn't mean..." she says, her eyebrows raising a little. "You're a freshman, right?" "Yeah..." You take another step back. "I'm not going to eat you, don't worry," she says with a slight smile. "I am really just out here to read, and get some fresh air." "Cool, and, thanks I guess..." you say with a nervous laugh. "But uh, even so, it's getting pretty cold out here so I should probably head back to my room..." "Yes. You should look into a scarf, they're very handy this time of year," she says, touching a hand to her own for emphasis. "Maybe I will! It was nice talking," you say. "It was," she replies, nodding and giving you a slight wave.<<if $charlotteRel < 2>> <<Charlotte 1>><</if>> You wave back, then turn to head for the main building. You move at a pretty brisk pace, part of you not completely convinced that she isn't a threat. [[Head back to your dorm->September 6th- Night 2]]<<set $metCharlotte to true>><<set $charlotteInfo1 to 1>>\ <</replace>><</link>><</replace>><</link>> <<link "Keep your distance">><<replace "#choice">>But, realizing that the most logical explanation for someone to be out this late is that, just like you, they're looking for a meal, you decide to keep your distance. Instead, you just carry on towards Karbo, ready to call it a night. [[Head back to your dorm->September 6th- Night 2]]<</replace>><</link>>

<<Time 13.75>><<set $playerFreak += 1>><<set $playerWilling += 1>><<set $ateJackieDay5 to true>><<set $day5SunnyExtendedStay to 3>>\ An interesting idea strikes you as you consider that the class she'd just forced you to sit through had been focused on //capacity//. "Alright, how about this: I'll stay here and stop complaining until you're ready to let me out, but you need to do something for me," you say, smirking to yourself within the darkness of her gut. "You're skilled enough to fit more than one person in here, right?" "Oh ho, I'm intrigued," Sunny replies, starting to walk again. She pats her belly. "I definitely can. You looking to have a roommate?" "Not exactly. I've been in here a while, I'm starting to get pretty hungry~" you say. "If you aren't going to let me out, then I want you to catch me a meal." Sunny lets out a slight gasp. "Oh //shit//! $name, I am so proud of you!" Sunny laughs, giving you a light shove through her belly. "Not only finally playing along, but that's a Sunny-tier idea I hadn't even thought about! Digesting someone while you're in a stomach yourself sounds //*urp*// wild, I'm totally in. You realize you're agreeing to make this a full day thing though, right? Like, I can fit someone down for you, but no way are you coming back up until they're mostly digested." "That's a price I'm willing to pay," you say. "It was kind of a random thought at first, but I actually really want to try this now that I'm thinking about it." "Hell yeah!" Sunny says, laughing to herself. "Alright let's get you another antacid first, then we'll work on getting weird with it." She quickly heads upstairs, making her way through the halls back to her room and stepping inside. Shortly after, you hear her swallow and a second antacid is dumped on top of you, then she drops back to sit on her bed. "Okay, so," Sunny says. You can feel her hands rubbing against you from the outside. "I'm totally down with the idea, but that walk upstairs to get here reminded me that //hunting down// someone with you already in there would be a real pain that I don't want to deal with. Any thoughts on where I can scoop you up some dinner?" "I guess that's a good point... Oh, I've got it! The other day I found a lost room key on the floor but never ended up doing anything with it," you say. "Maybe you could take that and give someone a surprise?" "Hey, that could definitely work!" Sunny says, giving you an appreciative pat on the head through her belly. "Can't say I've gone as far as jumping someone in their dorm before, but it should be simple enough and that seems like our best bet for an easy meal. Assuming there's anyone living there still--if you found a key, the owner's probably jiggling around on someone else right now." "Yeah, I figured her roommate is who we'd be hoping for," you reply. "I'm pretty sure it was a Lampton number so I guess there's a chance it might be a sophomore, but that shouldn't be a problem for you, right?" "Not a bit," Sunny chuckles. You can feel her leaning forward to rest on her belly, pressing in on you from above. "Although... how are you //*urp*// planning on getting this key to me from in there?" "I haven't just been carrying it around with me everywhere if that's what you were thinking," you say. "So all you need to do is... oh..." "What's up?" "Well, it's on my bedside table. But obviously we keep our dorm locked and I can't let you in like this..." you say. "...which means we need Emma." "Ha! Yeah even forgetting what we want that key for we probably shouldn't explain //this// situation to her," Sunny replies, smacking her gut for emphasis. Then she gives you a poke and chuckles. "I'm glad you understand that me letting you out even for a little bit isn't an option though, we're committed at this point.~ Emma should be no problem though, just text her and say you asked me to get something for you so she'll let me in and not be suspicious when I take the key. And then you shut up while she's nearby so she doesn't know who's in there, obviously." "Yeah, that'll work I guess," you reply. You carefully pull out your phone, trying to minimize how much direct exposure it gets to Sunny's stomach. The light of the screen illuminates the fleshy walls and you cringe, immediately much less comfortable when you can actually see your surroundings. You quickly type out a text to Emma: "//Hey, can you let Sunny into the room when she stops by in a bit? I asked her to get something for me Won't be back until much later tonight btw, hanging out with someone//" Luckily, it doesn't take her long to respond: "//Yeah no problem! I'll head back right now to get the door for her//" "Okay, she's on her way to let you in," you tell Sunny. "Let's get over there and get this over with." "On it." Sunny abruptly gets to her feet, jostling you around and kicking up a burp before her gut settles from the change in position. You bounce along with her as she heads through the halls, the shaking of her stomach intensifying when she reaches the stairs. It's a short but disorienting trip. "Oh, heya Sunny! Perfect timing," you faintly hear Emma say. "Come on in!" "Hey Em, thanks! I'll just be a second," Sunny says. You keep your lips sealed as Sunny shuffles into your room. "I see you've, uh, been busy since this morning..." Emma's muffled voice says. "What does $name need?" "Oh, uh... ah, here we go!" Sunny says. "She was telling me about this room key she found the other day that she wasn't sure what to do with. I know where to go to return 'em so I told her I'd take care of it. Thanks a lot Em, I'll catch you around!" "Of course! Um, enjoy the meal I guess!" Emma replies. You briefly feel a third hand give you a little pat. "Haha thanks!" Sunny says, snapping her fingers before walking off. Your world shakes a little with each step, and once you feel her going up the stairs you release a breath you didn't realize you were holding. "Did you get it?" you ask. "Of course, told you it //*urp*// wouldn't be a problem," Sunny replies, patting her belly. "And now Emma thinks you're an upstanding citizen and not a deviant trying to digest a random girl while sitting in a hot chick's stomach, so you're welcome." "Thanks, 'hot chick'," you reply with a laugh. "You better believe I am!" Sunny chuckles, accompanied by the telltale snapping of her fingers. "Okay, L207... I'm heading there right now by the way, so get ready. You might have company real soon if she's in her room already. Probably want to feel around for my throat or something so you can eat her right as she goes in." You take her advice, starting to slowly run your hands along the walls of her stomach in search of the entrance. Sunny soon comes to a stop, presumably arriving at the door to the room. You hear some faint scratching sounds, then a click... "Um... K-Karen, is that you..?" you hear a muffled voice call out. The same voice yelps a moment later as Sunny takes a step into the room. "Nope, sorry! Karen's definitely hella digested by now," Sunny says with a laugh. "We didn't have anything to do with that though, just //*urp*// found the key." "What? No, you still can't--This is supposed to..." the flustered voice says. It's becoming easier to hear her as Sunny steadily approaches. "Who the heck are you!? Who's 'we'..?" "Right, how rude! The name's Sunny D! And this here," she gives you a hard smack, "is $name!" "Hey," you say, lightly pressing a hand out. "We've apparently got Karen's key, but who are you?" Sunny asks. "J-Jackie..." the girl mumbles. "You, um... you clearly already ate, so what do you--eep!" You wince as Sunny suddenly shoves you against something. The surface in front of you starts to shift, and you realize she must be pinning the girl with her gut. "Hey come on, none of that, I need you right //*uurp*// here!" Sunny says, pushing a bit harder. "You're a //little// off. I don't have a meal, $name here is just a passenger! But //she// really wants a snack. You get where we're going with this?" "I, um... not really actually..." the girl says, grunting as she tries to push Sunny off. "Well, come join me in here! You'll figure it out soon enough," you snicker. "Yeah, this'll be fun! Uh, temporarily for you, I guess, but at least it's an interesting way to go!" Sunny says. She gives you a tap on the head, then you feel her lean forward. "Cute outfit by the way!" "Oh, thanks! So--//mmph!//" Jackie is silenced as Sunny begins to swallow her, a host of odd, wet noises coming from somewhere above you. The pressure eases off of you as Sunny steps back, seeming to have her prey fully locked down already. An odd, subtle twitching sensation begins to shake through the top of the chamber. You realize it must be from Sunny swallowing, or perhaps a result of Jackie squirming in her throat. Either way, you use the feeling as a guide to help you shift into position. Squelching noises and muffled protests slowly grow louder as your prey inches closer. Your stomach groans in anticipation, and you feel your cheeks flush as the moment grows near--it feels oddly intimate to have Sunny "feeding" you like this. With one more swallow from Sunny, you feel the top of Jackie's head push out into her stomach with you. You act quickly, grabbing what little of her you have available to help you get positioned, then opening your mouth wide, and then... the next swallow from Sunny pushes her head between your lips. You feel Jackie's head slide across your tongue, her hair soaked with Sunny's saliva, which soon mixes with your own. Sunny's esophagus squeezes her out faster than you were anticipating and you gag as the top of her head is forced against the back of your throat. You swallow, rerouting Jackie down yet another throat instead of her intended stop in Sunny's stomach. The process is slow and awkward at first, Jackie writhing against the fleshy embrace of both of your bodies as you and Sunny adjust to the unusual arrangement. Soon enough, however, you settle into an odd but efficient rhythm--Sunny swallows, and the moment you feel the telltale nudge of Jackie being pushed down, you follow suit. She inches down your throat in staggered bursts, your belly already starting to bulge as her head finally reaches the end of her extended journey. The walls around you begin to feel tighter as more and more of her is pulled down into your stomach. Your gut swells as she curls up within it, pressing out against the slick flesh surrounding you and forcing Sunny's to expand in turn. With your lack of vision and the slow pace of her entry, you find yourself paying more attention than usual to the form of your prey as you feel her passing through you. Her upper body was slender, her chest modest but large enough to distinguish while compressed by your throat, but now you feel rather plump thighs cresting over your tongue to be squeezed down into your waiting gut. Her legs slip through your lips, still uselessly squirming in protest, and then, finally, Sunny's esophagus finishes its part of the job and your lips seal behind Jackie's toes. "//*UUuurrap!*// Wow, that felt a lot weirder than I was expecting on my end," Sunny says with a laugh. She pokes her belly. "Told you I could fit two no problem though. You get her alright in there?" You're unable to respond yet, your throat still packed tight with Jackie's legs. The slight squeeze from Sunny's burp puts enough pressure on your belly to briefly make you lose progress, Jackie's toes slipping back up to tickle your throat, but you're quick to recover. The final stretch is surprisingly difficult without Sunny's assistance, your stomach more resistant to expanding with her own pushing back against your belly. You power through, and with a few more strained swallows, you feel the last of Jackie squeeze out into your gut. "//*URRP*// Yeah... I got her..." you reply, panting. You open your mouth to say more just as Sunny drops down to sit on one of the beds, the sudden shift putting enough pressure on your gut to knock loose a much larger belch, and in turn... "//*Ooourp!*// Haha weird, that was like a second hand burp. Kinda gross," Sunny laughs. You feel her start to massage her belly, the slick walls of her stomach passing on some of her efforts to your own as they're pushed against it. "So, how's it feel in there then tiger? Satisfied?" "It's... snug," you reply. The walls of her stomach grip you tight, keeping your arms and legs pressed against your bloated belly and even threatening to force your head against it if you were to go completely limp. "Tough to move, I'm definitely not going anywhere like this." "Well good thing I wasn't gonna let you anyways! Just sit tight and //*urp*// enjoy the meal, I'm in charge of everything else until you're done with her~" Sunny says. She gives her gut a little shake. "You know I didn't expect it to make that much of a difference, but it feels more like I've only got one and a half people in there like this..." "Gah, this is so gross!" Jackie says, her voice muffled by your stomach. You're not sure Sunny will even be able to hear her. "Wait, where is... oh gosh I see what happened..." "Took you long enough," you laugh, straining against the walls of Sunny's stomach to give your belly a taunting pat. "I'm afraid my stomach isn't going to be as nice to you as Sunny's is being to me, but I hope you at least enjoyed the trip down.~" "This is awful! We're supposed to be safe in our rooms, I can't believe you two just barged in like that!" Jackie protests. You can feel every little movement she makes thanks to your body being wrapped around your gut. "And how the heck am I supposed to get out of here like this!? It's so tight!" "I mean, you aren't, you're food now," you say. You press your limbs in to give her a taunting squeeze, though quickly regret it as you have to then fight to stop Sunny's stomach from keeping you in the tighter position. "And don't //*urp*// blame us, blame Karen for leaving a key to your room just laying around." "Yeah if you care about your roommate at all, making sure your //*urp*// key at least gets eaten with you when things go wrong is the least you can do," Sunny chimes in. "I'm guessing you're talking to Jackie and haven't just gone insane from being in my gut so long, right?" "Ha, yeah! Can you not hear her at all?" "Nope! I think I can kinda hear //something// when she talks, but it doesn't even sound like words," Sunny says. "Wild. This is a fun experiment!" "Definitely...~" you reply. "I can't believe this..." Jackie whimpers. [[Time to get digesting...->Rescued by Sunny- Evening]]

<>/* Handling adding Jackie to your stomach since this isn't a traditional pred scene*/ <<set $fullness += 5>> <<set $digestion += 5>> <<set $totalPrey += 1>> <<set $lastPrey to "Jackie">> <<set $currentlyDigesting.push({ name: "Jackie", remaining: 5 })>> <<set $oralXP += 12>> <>\ <<Time 17>> For a while, Sunny stays in Jackie's dorm, getting comfortable on her bed and lamenting that she can't take a nap without freaking you out. You find it hard to avoid dozing off yourself, the tight, warm embrace of her stomach as you're curled up against your own gut feeling oddly soothing once you've gotten used to the position. However, you can't quite get comfortable thanks to all of the noises your stomach is making. When you're sitting in one yourself, the constant gurgling and groaning is more than a little disconcerting, even if logically you know the antacid is keeping you safe. Jackie, meanwhile, seems to realize how hopeless her position is and gives up pretty quickly, much to Sunny's disappointment as she'd been enjoying the internal massage her subdued struggling created. She throws a few insults at you but otherwise accepts her fate, melting away under the efforts of two stomachs before long. Your belly grows soft and squishy as its contents is churned down to mush. The subtle grinding of the slick walls around you gradually presses your arms and legs against what remains of your prey, your limbs sinking down into the squishy flesh of your slowly shrinking gut. After a while, Sunny gets bored and pushes herself up off the bed, startling you a little after being still for so long. She starts to rummage through Jackie and Karen's things as some attempt at entertaining herself, but that doesn't last long before a loud groan cuts through the air. One that pretty clearly did not come from //your// stomach. "Damn, looks like it's probably about time to knock my stomach back out," Sunny says. You feel her heave her belly up from below, very slightly bouncing it a few times. "How's yours doing? Still feels pretty hefty to me." "Well it's definitely back to just you and me at this point, but yeah I don't feel like I'm much smaller than when she first went in yet," you reply. Another low groan rumbles through the walls around you. "...yeah you definitely need another antacid." "Relax, relax, I'm working on it," Sunny says, starting to go on the move. Even from inside her you can tell the bulk of her gut has forced her gait into more of a waddle. "Although... not to freak you out too much, but... how does it feel, y'know? Knowing that you literally //can't// get out of there right now, no matter what happens?" "Uh, a lot more worrying now that you've called attention to it..." you say, a slight chill running down your spine as you bounce along with her footsteps. "Yeah that's fucking fair, my b!" Sunny laughs. "Didn't mean it as a //*urp*// threat, I was more like thinking out loud. It's cool to know you're chill enough to trust me this much already." "I mean, yeah, we started this weird day with you stepping in to save my ass... you didn't seem to plan on digesting me before, and when else would I have gotten a chance to try this?" "Yeah I think you'd have a hard time convincing someone to do all this under any other circumstances," Sunny chuckles. "I mean, I'm gonna be //starving// when I finally let you out of there--I scooped you up before I'd even had lunch." "Well, thanks for //*urp*// indulging me," you say, chuckling as you push out a burp. "But also you totally could have just let me out immediately so you can't blame me for that." "Yeah, yeah," Sunny says, giving her belly a light smack. Then she comes to an abrupt stop. "Hey hey, what's up you two!" "Hey D!" an unfamiliar voice replies. "We're just on our way to dinner. I'd invite you to join but you look like you're pretty set for the night." You feel a poke through Sunny's belly. "Yeah seriously, even at your size that's definitely too big to be from just one you glutton," another, less enthused sounding voice says. "I thought you were starting to watch your weight." "Haha thanks Am, glad you're looking out for me," Sunny laughs. "But nah, I've actually got the gas turned off right now, getting into some shenanigans with a freshman I saved from ending up on the trophy wall. Save me a seat, I'll catch up with you guys and explain once I've got another antacid!" "Sure thing!" the first voice replies. "Whatever..." the other chimes in. Sunny goes on the move again, the thud of a closing door cluing you in when she arrives at her dorm. "Who was that?" you ask as Sunny retrieves another antacid. "Those were my drinking buddies! Lydia and Amity, you'll love them," she replies. She pats your head as a warning, then swallows the tablet, the water she'd used to wash it down splashing out onto you alongside it. "Or hate them, I dunno, but you're coming along for dinner either way!" "Uh, you aren't planning on--" "Oh calm your tits, I'll still be nice enough not to eat anything else while you're in there," she says. "But, uh, sorry about //this//." "Huh?" you reply. You hear her swallow... then swallow again almost immediately, continuing to rapidly chug something down. Just a moment after the first, you feel another splash of cold water on your head, her rapid drinking sending almost a constant stream trickling down over your body. It flows over the bloated swell of your gut, some of it pooling against your skin in pockets of space created by your position. You squirm against the onslaught, the liquid feeling absolutely frigid after you'd adjusted to being in the heat of her body. By the time she finally stops, a small pool has built up around the bottom of her stomach. "Ah there we //*UURrrp*// go!" Sunny says with a sigh, patting her belly in contentment. "What was that for!?" you protest. "Girl, I've only had two sips of water since this morning because of you, and it's not like hauling you around at this size is easy!" Sunny says. "I didn't really have a choice with how long you're gonna be in there. Thought it would be better to get it all out of the way at once at least, //*urp*// y'know?" "Oh, yeah that makes sense..." "Geez, so greedy! Thinking I'm nothing but your personal digestion room~" she teases, giving her belly a light smack. "Anyways, we're off to the dining hall!" You bounce along with Sunny as she heads through the hall and down the stairs to the dining hall. Now that you're sharing the space with the water she just chugged, subtle splashing and sloshing noises get kicked up by every step, the liquid shifting around you and tickling your skin. Before long, you hear the distant, muffled conversations of the dining hall. Your world shifts and shakes as Sunny drops down into a chair, accompanied by the click of her snapping her fingers. "Hey again, how's the grub?" she says. "Not bad, pasta night's always pretty good," the gentler voice from before answers. "So are you going to explain what's up with your 'grub'?" "Of course! My grub here is $name," Sunny says, giving her gut a push. "$name, this is Lydia, and the one who's here but hasn't said anything 'cause she's being moody is Amity. Say hi!" "Uh, hi," you say, pushing out slightly. "Please stop calling me grub." "Hello in there $name! Sorry D's messing with you like this," Lydia says with a laugh. "Hey, woah, don't be so quick to pin this all on me!" Sunny laughs. "It was her idea that got her stuck in there this long." "Just tell us what's up if you're going to, stop trying to build it up," a grumpy sounding voice, Amity, chimes in. "Right, right, I forgot that you're no fun," Sunny teases. "Here's the story: $name here is a new freshman, one of the cool ones, and this morning I happened to walk in right as a certain ogre from our class had her cornered. Obviously she was screwed, so I decided to swoop in and save the day--using my gut, of course, since Zoey was right up on her and you know how she can be." "Yeah, very heroic," Amity says. "I'm sure she really appreciated ending up in a //different// stomach instead." "See you say that, but I made it like halfway to my room before she even said anything!" Sunny laughs. "Though yeah, there was a lot of complaining at first. Anyways: I decided to reward myself for my good deed by popping an antacid and parading her around for a while. You know, as you do. I wouldn't have been so mean to keep her all day like this, //but//, after Expansion Theory earlier this weirdo hits me with a wild idea. She says if I catch a meal for her while she's in there, she'll stop complaining." "Oh, that was a big mistake if you weren't serious $name," Lydia says with a laugh. "Sunny's a total wildcard, that's exactly the sort of crazy idea she won't back down from once it's in her head." "Don't worry, I knew what I was doing," you chime in, feeling a little embarrassed by the explanation of the situation. "It didn't seem like she was planning to let me out for a while anyways, so I figured this would at least make things more... //*urp*// interesting..." "And boy did it! Felt super weird going in with her swallowing the other chick instantly," Sunny says, patting her belly. "Now I'm stuck hauling her around for a while more because there's no way for her to //*urp*// check out of hotel Sunny right now. Which: remind me to smuggle some food out of here when I go, I haven't //really// eaten anything since breakfast." "You might want to grab some to take now, Izumi isn't going to leave you anything if you wait too long," Lydia says. "She already got all the garlic bread..." Amity pouts. "Yeah she looked like she was really going to town already... Eh, I'll figure it out." The three friends quickly start to chat and catch up in earnest. While you chime in or get addressed every now and then, you have to deal with the awkwardness of not only being the odd one out among established friends, but also the fact that you're sort of not even present in your current position. It's not the most comfortable conversation you've ever been a part of. But, after a lot of inside jokes, references to stories you don't have context for, and insults tossed between Sunny and Amity, things start to wind down. You bounce along with Sunny as the group heads out of the dining hall, starting to get uncomfortably familiar with the feeling at this point. She makes her way upstairs, parting ways with Lydia and Amity shortly before returning to her dorm. You hear her place down whatever food she'd managed to take with her, then she drops back onto her bed with an exaggerated sigh. "Damn, hefting around this much meat gets exhausting..." she says, leaning back and starting to massage her belly. "How's your gut doing in there?" You give your belly a curious squeeze, your arms sinking into the malleable flesh. All throughout dinner your meal was slowly churning away, your gut shrinking bit by bit. With the rest of your body pressed right against it and compacted by Sunny's stomach, you were able to feel all sorts of little movements from your digestive system at work--the natural shifting of your stomach kneading its contents, the subtle, pulsing sensation from some of the soup that used to be Jackie getting pumped down into your intestines, and sometimes even little nudges deeper in your guts. At this point it's shrunk enough to give you some breathing room and free you from that intimate experience with digestion, your limbs no longer completely pinned. However, you can feel that you're still sporting a significant gut, even if it isn't quite so oppressive anymore. "It's definitely getting more //*urp*// manageable, but I doubt it's small enough to fit back through your throat yet," you reply. "It's at like... that stage where it would still be obvious I ate someone to anyone that saw me, but at the same time it's much smaller than having a full person in there, if you get me." "I think I do..." Sunny says. You feel her push harder against her belly, feeling around at your form. "Oh yeah, that thing would totally choke me still. Looks like we've got another few hours together! You better hope I don't get too used to this..." <<OralXPCheck>>[[Sit and digest->Rescued by Sunny- Night Release]]

<<Time 22>><<set $outfitState to "drenched">>\ Time slips away from you as you stay curled up in Sunny's gut, nearly dozing off in the lulls between conversations with her while she relaxes in her dorm. You're jostled or shifted around every now as she repositions herself on the bed or gets up briefly to grab something, but for the most part the two of you just get comfortable together and idly pass the time. All the while your gut slowly shrinks, ceaselessly working through the sludge that remains of Jackie. Sunny yawns, then sits up, smacking her belly lightly a few times. "Alright this was fun for a while but it's getting old at this point," she says. "I need food and sleep, and I'm not getting the second thing while you're in there unless you become the first thing. So please tell me you've slimmed down, it should have been long enough by now." You inspect what's left of your gut, grabbing at your pudgy flesh in the wet darkness of her stomach. Most of Jackie is gone at this point, but you're still sporting a small potbelly. "Well, there's still more than just chub left, but it feels small enough that you shouldn't have too much of a problem." "Good enough for me, let's get you outta there!" Sunny replies, quickly getting to her feet. "Finally... I mean, I know it's my fault I had to stay so long, but I'm more than ready to get out," you say. "Damn, it's gonna feel weird to //not// have you in there at this point. I guess I understand Janet a little better now," Sunny chuckles. She takes a few more steps, then you feel her wrap her arms around her gut. "Alright, ride's over! Hold onto your tits 'cause you're finally coming up!" In an instant the walls clamp down on you, starting to force you back up her throat. It's a surprisingly efficient maneuver at first, seemingly no struggling on Sunny's part as your head and chest are pulled up into her esophagus. But, when your still-bloated belly starts to squeeze out of her stomach, everything slows considerably. You're still undoubtedly moving up towards freedom, not completely stuck, but the grip of her throat feels painfully tight and you can feel it straining against the extra pressure. Your body inches out from between her lips in staggered bursts until your belly finally pushes back up into her mouth. The pressure releases and the rest of you easily slides out onto the cold tiles of Sunny's bathroom, finally freed from your friend's insides after an entire day together. "Oof, not the best finish," Sunny grumbles, coughing a few times. She looks down at you, slightly bent over and holding her stomach at first. Then she grins and straightens out. "Hey, wasn't there two of you?" You chuckle, but need a minute before you can really respond. After being in the dark, tight, warm confines of her gut for practically the entire day, being thrust out into a cool, brightly lit room with nothing restraining you has left you seriously disoriented. Your body is so stiff that you're pretty sure you feel every one of your joints pop in the process of just shifting up into a sitting position. "Hello? You still with me tiger?" Sunny says, waving a hand in front of your face. "Ha, you look super gross by the way." You look down at yourself, and she isn't wrong. You're completely drenched in a thick coating of slimy fluid from your extended stay. You also take note of your belly, giving it a gentle, fascinated poke. It strikes you that this is the first time you're "seeing" Jackie. You reduced her to little more than a potbelly without ever knowing what she looked like, without even seeing what your belly looked like with her in it. Shaking your head, you snap out of your train of thought and carefully get to your feet. "Thanks..." you mumble. "Sorry, just... adjusting still..." "Ha! You're fine, take your time," Sunny chuckles. She pats her empty stomach. "I think this has been an experience for both of us." "You can say that again... what time is it?" "Already past ten, I warned you it was a big commitment." "God damn..." you say, still wrapping your head around the fact that you spent the better part of the day inside a stomach. "I should, uh, probably get back to my dorm then..." "Yeah, you seriously need a shower," Sunny says with a smirk. "But hey, thanks for being such a good sport. Seriously. Like, in hindsight it was kinda mean to pull this on you when you're a freshman and being in a gut at all is scary still, but you almost sorta turned it around on me with this idea! Always fun to try out something new." "Weird as it was, I can't say I didn't enjoy some of it," you reply with a grin, patting your slightly bloated stomach. "But, uh, let's not make a habit of it. And, thanks again for the rescue that kicked this all off, you did really save my ass back there." "Hey, Sunny D's always got your back!" she replies, snapping her fingers into guns. "Now go get cleaned up! I've got a recently emptied gut to fill and we both need some sleep. I'll catch you around!"<<if $sunnyRel < 3>> <<Sunny 1>><</if>> After saying farewell, you head out of her room and into the hall. You check the room number before heading off: L259, on the far side of Lampton. Then, you hurry back through the halls to your dorm. You find that Emma is already asleep when you step inside. Feeling pretty drained despite technically not really doing anything all day, you quietly pull out some pajamas and head into the bathroom, planning to just call is a night once you're finished with your shower.<<set $sunnyDorm to true>> [[Get ready for bed->September 5th- End of Day]]

<<set $predName to "Leah">><<set $predSS to 40>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "Leah_PreyStruggle">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "Leah(TEXT)">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "Leah_Actions">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Eaten By Leah- Escape">><<set $fromAnal to true>><<set $acidStage to 1>><<set $health -= 8>>/*Setting $fromAnal makes it so that acidstage is not reset to 0 by the struggle options being included. Obviously this scene is not actually from anal entry*/\ <<set _attention to 0>><<set _firstWeak to true>><<set _firstStrong to false>>\ You sigh, sinking back against the slimy walls of Leah's stomach. As much as you'd like to be out, things are still pretty manageable right now despite the worrying atmosphere, and you trust Leah to let you out in time. Though it may have been dumb, you did agree to this when you made the bet. You'll just have to let her have her fun for now. Over the groaning and gurgling of the stomach trying to digest you, you can faintly hear the two girls start their match. The sounds from the TV just barely reach you if you focus, accompanied by the occasional clicking sounds coming from Leah's controller as she holds it practically right on top of her belly. You can feel her arms resting on you, gently pushing in as the slick walls of her stomach eagerly shift and knead against your skin. Like before, she starts to squeeze you whenever you shift even a little, seemingly a subconscious attempt to remove the distraction rather than anything she's doing intentionally. You wait uncomfortably in the tight, humid confines of her gut as she and Nikki play through their game. By what you can glean, Leah seems to have lost the first round, but Nikki seems frustrated by the second. Before long... "Damn it! That's bullshit!" Nikki shouts. "One more second and I could have reversed it..." "//*Uurp*// I knew you didn't have enough health," Leah says, absentmindedly rubbing her gut. "Rematch! Cyan's not the only character I know how to use you know, I bet you've just gotten used to countering her." "Heh, you're on!" "Uh, Leah?" you say, a groan from her stomach almost overpowering your voice. "I think it's about time--" "You're going down!" Nikki shouts, cutting off your protest. A worried chill runs along your skin as you realize she's //definitely// trying to keep Leah distracted on purpose. "Leah!" you shout, starting to squirm. While you've been sitting patiently thus far, you can tell that her acid has started to go to work, a decent sized pool already built up around your lower body. "Leah you have to get me out!" The walls clamp down around you, and for a brief moment you think that she listened. But when she keeps up the pressure with no acknowledgement, you realize that she's just trying to get you to settle down--her focus has been completely claimed by the game. Your heart sinks. If you can't manage to get her attention, she's really going to digest you!<<set $sceneAttack to 2>><<set $sceneDefense to 2>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "preyOptions">></div>

<<if _attention >= 5>> <<set $predName to "alerted">> <<goto $sceneNextLink>> <</if>> <<set _roll to random(1,20)>> <<if _attention is 0>> <<set $predAction to "distracted">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll > 16>> "<<if _roll > 18>>Ha, see? You've got nothing on me!<<else>>You might as well give up now,<</if>>" you hear Nikki's muffled voice say. Leah gives a quiet grunt in response, and you feel her lean forward slightly. She shifts around a bit, but seems to just be settling into a more comfortable position. The walls around you seem to relax, the furious clicking and tapping coming from her controller telling you that her focus is still entirely on the game. <<else>>/*The distraction message where Leah is doing well is more common when she's not distracted by you at all*/ <<if _roll > 8>>"Yes!" Leah cheers<<else>>"Whew, I was worried there for a //*urp*// second..." Leah says<</if>>, a sudden movement jostling you around a little. "Oh shut up, you just got lucky..." you faintly hear Nikki grumble. The two quickly resume the match, completely sucked into the game. The walls of Leah's stomach seem to loosen and relax, her focus still entirely locked on the game rather than your plight. <</if>> <</append>> <<elseif _attention < 3>> <<if _roll > 8>> <<set $predAction to "squeeze">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll > 14>>"//*Mmph*//, come on..."<<else>>"That was //*mmph*// cheap..."<</if>> Leah grunts. You feel the walls tighten around you as she shifts in place, trying to get into a more comfortable position. Even after she settles, however, the pressure remains, her stomach squeezing in around you to keep you still and restrain your movement. You let out a frustrated sigh--you're clearly starting to impede her, but she's still too distracted to realize //why//... <</append>> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "distracted">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll > 2>> "<<if _roll > 5>>Ha, see? You've got nothing on me!<<else>>You might as well give up now,<</if>>" you hear Nikki's muffled voice say. Leah gives a quiet grunt in response, and you feel her lean forward slightly. She shifts around a bit, but seems to just be settling into a more comfortable position. The walls around you seem to relax, the furious clicking and tapping coming from her controller telling you that her focus is still mostly on the game. <<else>>/*But Leah doing well is rarer when you're distracting her*/ "Yes!" Leah cheers, a sudden movement jostling you around a little. "Oh shut up, you just got lucky..." you faintly hear Nikki grumble. The two quickly resume the match, completely sucked into the game. The walls of Leah's stomach seem to loosen and relax, her focus still mostly locked on the game rather than your plight. <</if>> <</append>> <</if>> <<elseif _attention is 3>> <<set $predAction to "squeeze">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Alright that's just because I'm--" Leah starts to say. "Just because you're bad," Nikki cuts in with a laugh, egging her on to keep playing. You feel the walls tighten around you as Leah shifts in place, trying to get into a more comfortable position. Even after she settles, however, the pressure remains, her stomach squeezing in around you to keep you still and restrain your movement. Though it may be difficult to move, you feel like you've almost gotten through to her at this point. <</append>> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "crush">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "I can //*urp*// do this..." Leah says to herself, her voice a little strained. The walls suddenly crash in around you, Leah tightening her muscles much harder than she has before. Slick flesh grips you from every angle, forcing you into a tight ball to restrain your movement and keep you still. Amazingly, even putting this much effort into getting you to calm down it seems like it somehow still hasn't clicked for her that there's an important reason her stomach is distracting her. If she's ever going to come to her senses, it shouldn't take much more to get through... <</append>> <</if>>

<<set _roll to random(1,2)>> <<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "weak">> <<if _firstWeak and ($healthThreshold > 1)>> <<set _firstWeak to false>>/*kind of did this one backwards from how I normally do for some reason but whatever*/ <<append "#digestion">> You take a deep breath to calm yourself down, then start to nudge the walls of Leah's stomach, pushing out gently in areas where you can feel her resting against her belly to try and get her attention. While things are starting to get bad, they aren't absolutely dire yet and you'd rather not hurt her if you don't have to. Unfortunately, you're not sure your halfhearted struggling is accomplishing much of anything, she seems completely focused on the game at this point. You have a feeling it's going to take a lot more to get her to snap back to her senses... <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<case "normal">> <<if $leahRel > 3>><<set _attention += 1>><</if>> <<set _firstWeak to false>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <<case "strong">> <<if $leahRel > 3>><<set _attention += 2>><<else>><<set _attention += 1>><</if>> <<set _firstWeak to false>> <<if !_firstStrong or (_roll is 1)>> <<set _firstStrong to true>> <<append "#digestion">> "Leah!" you shout, starting to thrash against the tight confines of her stomach. "Leah come on, you're really going to digest me here!" For a moment, you feel Leah pause, but Nikki interrupts her with some more trash talk and her attention snaps back to the game. You grunt in frustration, continuing to pummel the slick walls with everything you can muster. Her stomach lets out a sour groan as you fight, even seeming to twitch and shudder a little under your efforts, clearly becoming irritated with your resistance even if Leah still hasn't consciously realized how frantic of a fight you're putting up. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<case "all out">> <<set _firstWeak to false>> <<set _attention += 3>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <<case "brace">> <<if _attention > 0>><<set _attention -= 1>><</if>> <<append "#digestion">> With a grunt, you shift your arms and legs into a defensive position, focusing on just keeping the walls at bay for now. Her stomach continues to grind and squeeze at your body, but you manage to maintain a pretty stable position. However, you worry that your inaction may have let Leah's attention slip further away from you... <</append>> <<case "rest">> <<if _attention > 0>><<set _attention -= 1>><</if>> <<append "#digestion">> You sigh and let yourself sink back against the writhing walls, feeling exhausted enough to need a break. Doing your best to put the severity of the situation out of your mind, you take a few deep breaths, trying to focus on the faint sounds of the game rather than the groaning and gurgling that surrounds you. As dire as the situation may be, you do manage to relax yourself quite a bit, finding that trying to picture what's happening in the match they're playing based on the sounds you can hear is surprisingly effective at easing your mind. However, you worry that your inaction may have let Leah's attention slip further away from you... <</append>> <<case "damaged">> <<if $healthThreshold is 1>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $leahRel > 3>> <<set _attention += 2>> "LEAH!" you shout, pushing out against the walls of her stomach. "Leah come on, we're friends! There isn't much time left, you have to get me out!" <<else>> <<set _attention += 1>> "Leah, come on, please pay attention!" you shout, pushing out against the walls of her stomach. "You said you would let me out..!" <</if>> You wince and have to pull your arms back, feeling a sharp pain in your shoulder as the walls continue to grind against you. It's dangerously apparent how much her stomach has already worn you down, your skin tingling all over as the building acid starts to really dig in and your muscles feeling sore and heavy. @@color:red;If you don't get out or get her attention soon...@@ <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<case "progress">> <<if $progress is 1>> <<set _attention += 1>> <<append "#digestion">> "//*Uurp*// Um, good game I guess..." Leah mumbles, sounding frustrated. "Did you think it would go any other way?" Nikki snickers. "Watch, I'll thrash you again without breaking a sweat!" While the two of them jump into another match, Leah's stomach groans in distress. You can tell you're starting to wear her down, and you have to imagine she's taking at least some notice at this point. @@color:yellowgreen;You're starting to wear her down!@@ <</append>> <<elseif $progress is 2>> <<set _attention += 1>> <<append "#digestion">> "Ugh, come //*UUurp*// on!" Leah says, slamming her controller against her belly in frustration. While you're clearly having enough of an impact to get in the way of her playing, and she even seems conscious that it's her gut that's the problem, she's evidently still too focused on the game to remember she shouldn't be digesting you. Luckily, her stomach at least is definitely taking notice, the walls starting to feel tender and even twitch occasionally under your efforts. You try to call out for her attention, but a frustrated flex of her muscles squeezes you hard enough to cut you off. @@color:chartreuse;Even so, you're wearing her down, keep pushing!@@ <</append>> <<elseif $progress is 3>> <<set _attention += 1>> <<append "#digestion">> "Sh-Shut up, this //*urp*// isn't //*Uuurrrp*//... fair..." Leah grumbles, the discomfort your struggling has kicked up clear in her voice. And yet, she goes right back to playing despite her stomach whining and trembling from the punishment you've given it. <<if $leahRel > 2>>If you get out of here, you'll have to keep in mind how serious of a one-track mind she can evidently have...<<else>>By this point you're finding it hard to believe that she's actually just distracted--it seems more likely that she was lying about ever intending to let you out...<</if>><<if $leahInfo4 > 0>> Although, knowing what you know about her... interests... you suppose some other feelings might be pulling her attention away...<</if>> @@color:lime;Keep it up, she can't hold out much longer!@@ <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<default>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</switch>>

<<if $predName is "alerted">>"LEAH! SERIOUSLY, GET ME OUT!" you shout, making a hard shove towards where you can feel her resting her arms. "Hey, come on! That's not--OH GOD!" Leah says. She freezes for a moment and you faintly hear the thump of her controller falling to the floor. "Oh god $name I'm so //*urp*// sorry! I was... I-I'll get you out right away!" "Wow, you //actually// forgot she was in there? I thought you were just fucking with her," Nikki says with a laugh. "If you're gonna wimp out and throw her up, at least do it in the shower so it's easy to clean up." The world shakes and sways as Leah scurries into the bathroom. Without another word, you feel her squeeze her belly as the walls crash down around you. You're crushed painfully tight for an uncomfortably long period of time, Leah seemingly struggling to get her stomach to cooperate in letting you go, but eventually you feel your head push back up into her esophagus. The rest of you quickly follows, and soon enough you're sprawled out on the cold tiles of Nikki's shower, drenched in slimy fluids from head to toe.\ <<else>>\ "Leah! This is... ridiculous..!" you grunt, thrashing hard against her stomach. With a frustrated growl, you give a particularly hard shove towards where you can feel her resting her arms. "I'm not getting digested over a dumb game, let me out already!" "//*Mmph*// God, what is..." Leah grumbles, clutching her gut. It groans in disapproval of your latest attempt, clamping down hard around you and starting to force you up. You can feel Leah resisting at first, managing to somewhat calm her stomach, then everything finally clicks for her. "<<print $name.toUpperCase()>>! O-Oh my god I'm so sorry!" "Hey, woah, get to the bathroom if you're gonna puke, I don't want to deal with that!" Nikki snaps. You feel Leah shoot up to her feet, your world shaking and swaying as she scurries into the bathroom. Just that extra movement is enough to trigger her stomach again and you feel her stumble as it clamps down on you again. This time she doesn't fight it at all, even doing her best to assist as you're squeezed back up her throat. Your head slides out into the cool air of Nikki's bathroom from between her lips, the rest of your body quick to follow, leaving your slime-covered body sprawled out on the ground.<</if>> You cough as you sit up, shivering a little. <<if $turn > 2>>Miraculously, you find that your underwear is still hanging on somehow, though your other clothes are long gone and you can tell your bra is threatening to give out at any moment. After spending so long exposed to her stomach acid, you can see a few places where your skin looks raw.<<else>>Though you luckily got out before her stomach could do too much damage, you were still left to digest long enough to leave little more than your underwear clinging to your body.<</if>> <<if $leahRel > 2>>Leah is giving you a wide eyed stare, her face bright red and her hands covering her mouth<<else>>Leah is looking away from you, blushing furiously.<</if>> "U-Um, are you okay?" she says. "Yeah... you just had me... //really// worried there for a second," you say with a weak chuckle. You rise back to your feet and stretch your arms, your whole body stiff after being curled up inside of her. You give her a more stern look. "Why were you ignoring me..?" "I-I wasn't... I sometimes get so focused on things that I don't think about anything else, I'm sorry..." she whimpers. "It's okay... everything worked out fine in the end<<if $leahInfo4 > 0>>. Plus I, uh, know you probably had more than just the game distracting you..." you say sheepishly, blushing a little. Leah's face somehow looks even redder as well.<<else>>," you sigh.<</if>> "I think this is a good time to call it a night..." "Y-Yeah, I'm ready to leave too..." Leah mumbles as the two of you head out of the bathroom. "Just close the door on your way out," Nikki grunts. She's barely paying attention to you, having already moved on to playing solo. You glare at her as you pass on your way to the door, knowing that in many ways, she's more responsible for the fiasco than Leah. <<include "playerPreyEscape">><<done>><<set $outfitState to "damaged">><</done>>[[Head back to your dorm->Tabletop Hangout- Lose: Recovery]]/*because of the circumstances of the scene the normal outfitstate setting would get wonky, so I've decided to kind of abuse that and just always have the player escape with just their underwear rather than account for a niche situation where Leah sees you naked and you have to hurry back to your dorm like that*/

<<OvernightChange>> <div id="popup" class="transitionText"> <<fadeout 6s>> Friday <</fadeout>> </div> <<timed 6s>> <<replace "#popup">> <<addclass "body" "endtransition">> <<fadein 4s>> Saturday <</fadein>> <</replace>> <</timed>> <<timed 12s>> <<goto "September 7th- Start">> <</timed>> <<if $totalPrey > 5>><<set $malloryAttention1 to true>><</if>>

<<set $day to 7>> <<script>>Dialog.close();<</script>> <<set $timeLast to 10>> <<set $time to 10>> <<goto "September 7th- Morning">>

@@color:mediumPurple;''September 7th''@@ ---- You groan and sit up in your bed, blinking your eyes as you return to the conscious world. Sleeping in is always nice, but you find that it takes you much longer to fully wake up without an alarm. You stretch out your arms and take a look around the room, noticing that Emma is already out for the day. Probably getting everything ready for the party later. <<if $digestionEvent>><<if $fullness is 0>>A smirk spreads across your lips as you shift to the edge of the bed to get up. You pat your stomach--it's completely flat, whatever was left of $lastPrey completely finished off overnight.<<else>>A small burp escapes your lips as you shift to the edge of your bed to get up. You place a hand on your belly with a look of surprise--while your stomach did a number on her overnight, enough of $lastPrey is still stubbornly hanging around to give you a noticeable potbelly.<<if $ateLian>> With how big of a meal you stuffed yourself, it's not that shocking that your gut is still trying to work through it, you suppose.<</if>> It jiggles slightly as you stand up.<</if>><<else>>A smile spreads across your lips as you finally get up from your bed, excited for your first weekend on campus.<</if>> You grab some comfortable clothes from your dresser, then head into the bathroom to get ready for the day<<if $wardrobeUniform or $wardrobeLight>>, not all that worried about looking nice until closer to the party later<</if>>. You move through your morning routine at a leisurely pace, taking a long, relaxing shower to start off the day. Once you're changed and ready, you head out of your dorm to go get some breakfast. [[Head to the dining hall->September 7th- Breakfast]]<<set $outfit to "normal">>

<<Time 10.75>>\ You step out into the hall and head upstairs, making your way across the bridge to Lampton. It looks like it's a beautiful day out, the sky clear and blue and the sun already high in the sky. The campus is relatively quiet, no one else in the halls as you make your way through the building and only a handful of tables occupied in the dining hall. Not particularly recognizing anyone, you decide to just get some food and sit by yourself. Because you slept in, it's technically past the time they serve breakfast and the buffet is pretty picked over already, but you're still able to fix yourself a decent enough plate of pancakes and eggs.<<if $fullness > 0>> With your belly still bulging from last night's <<if $ateLian>>binge<<else>>meal<</if>>, it's not like you need much more to eat anyways.<</if>> You sit at an open table by the windows and think about the day ahead of you while you eat. <<if $kaylaTownInvitation>>Kayla had mentioned she would be leaving for the trip into town early in the afternoon, though you're still waiting on her to text you with more specifics about that. Then of course there's the party later tonight that you imagine will take up the entire evening. You've got a surprisingly full day ahead of you.<<elseif $coupleSwimInvitation>>You remember Sarah and Alesha mentioning something about swimming at the pool today, but they never really gave you a time other than "early afternoon". You'll just have to head over a little later and hope that you run into them. Then of course there's the party later tonight that you imagine will take up the entire evening--you've got a surprisingly full day ahead of you.<<else>>There's Emma's party later this evening, of course, but you don't really have any plans beyond that. Maybe it'll be nice to just take it easy and relax for a while.<</if>> Once you've cleaned your plate, you get up and head out into the courtyard, deciding to take the scenic route back to your dorm. Looking across the way to the sports complex, it occurs to you that this could be a good time to get a workout in<<if $coupleSwimInvitation or $kaylaTownInvitation>>, since you've got a little down time still<</if>>. <<if $ateBetty or $day6SunnyHelpWithBetty or ($day6HuntWithSam is "betty")>>\ You also notice a girl heading your way down the path... and realize it's a familiar face a little too late to prepare. "You..." Alice growls, storming up to you and grabbing the front of your shirt. \ <<link "Me?">> <<set _checkType to "prey">> <<set _baseline to 16>> <<set _modifier to 2>> <<include "voreCheck">> <<if _swallow>> <<goto [[September 7th- Eaten by Alice]]>> <<else>> <<set $stamina -= 8>> <<replace "#choice">>\ "Uh, me?" you say nervously. You try to take a step back but she just pulls you forward again with her grip on your shirt. Being in such close proximity, you're briefly distracted by a pleasant floral scent in the air--she must be wearing perfume. "Can I help you with something?" "Don't play dumb with me! I know what you did," she growls. "Who the hell do you think you are?" You can't help smirking a little. "Why, I have no idea what you're talking about. By the way, what are you doing out here all alone? Don't you normally bring your backup everywhere?" "Shut up, you disgusting little..! <<if $ateCassidy or $samAteCassidy>>Cassidy was a liability anyways, but Betty was useful to me. And I know you took her out just to get to me<<else>>Betty was useful to me, and I know you took her out just to get to me<</if>>," she hisses, pulling you even closer and getting right in your face. "//No one// gets in my way and gets away with it, especially not gutter trash like //you//." <<if $ateCassidy and $ateBetty>>"Wow, big words to say to the girl who has your entire gang hanging off of her chest already," you say with a grin. You grab her arm, finally starting to become more worried about where this is clearly headed than taunting her. "Don't worry though, I've got room for you too.~" Alice stares daggers at you, clenching her fist so tight that it shakes a little. "You're //dead//, $name."<<else>>"Wow. It almost sounds like you actually cared about <<if $ateCassidy or $samAteCassidy>>them<<else>>her<</if>>, I'm shocked," you say. You grab her arm, finally starting to become more worried about where this is clearly headed than taunting her. "Maybe if you weren't such an asshole <<if $ateCassidy or $samAteCassidy>>they'd<<else>>she'd<</if>> be more than just fat still." Alice stares daggers at you, clenching her fist so tight that it shakes a little. "I am //done// with you, $name."<</if>> She opens her mouth and tries to pull you closer, but you push back, standing your ground. You grapple with her, using one hand to try and pry her off of you while the other holds her at bay. Though her grip is tight, a hard shove to your assailant lets you break away, nearly pushing her over in the process. You take a step back and glare at her. "Not so tough without--" You're cut off by an outraged growl from Alice, her face contorted with anger. She lunges forward without holding anything back. Thinking quickly, you jump to the side to get out of her way. Having fully committed to her grab, she isn't able to adjust to your evasion in time and stumbles forward towards nothing. She falls to the ground, though manages to catch herself on her knees rather than completely faceplanting. @@color:yellowgreen;You managed to escape.@@ At first you grin at the sight of her fumble, but then you catch a glimpse of the murderous glare she's giving you. Seeing as she was already angry enough to try a grab that vicious before, you decide you don't want to risk giving her another shot at you and run off back towards the dining hall. "This isn't over!" Alice screams.<<if $aliceRel > -5>> <<if $aliceRel is -4>><<Alice -1>><<elseif $aliceRel is -3>><<Alice -2>><<else>><<Alice -3>><</if>><</if>> You don't stop to look back until you're behind the glass doors of the building, but miraculously you find that she isn't giving chase. Even from a distance it's clear that she's absolutely fuming, but you watch as she trudges off towards the front gate, evidently headed off-campus for some reason. Once you're sure the coast is clear, you head back out into the courtyard, still considering what you should do to pass the time. [[Go work out->September 7th- Workout]] [[Just head back to your dorm->September 7th- Afternoon]] <</replace>> <</if>> <</link>> <<else>>\ As you make your way down the path, you spot Alice passing by the fountain all on her own, seeming to be heading to the front gate. <<if $aliceRel > -1>>While at first you think nothing of it, the thought pops into your head that despite her usual less than pleasant attitude, she is still a freshman and you doubt Emma bothered with her while she was making the rounds...<<else>>For a moment, you consider the possibility presented by her lacking backup for once, but since <<if $fullness > 0>>you're still bloated from last night<<else>>you just ate<</if>> you decide it isn't worth the hassle of trying to catch up with her.<</if>> [[Go work out->September 7th- Workout]]<<if $aliceRel > -1>> [[Try to invite Alice to the party->September 7th- Invite Alice]]<</if>> [[Just head back to your dorm->September 7th- Afternoon]]<</if>>

<<Time 10.75>><<set $eatenByAliceDay7 to true>><<if $eatenByAlice or $eatenByAliceCookout or $eatenByAliceDay4>><<set _eatenBefore to true>><<else>><<set _eatenBefore to false>><</if>><<set _smugStruggled to false>><<set _retaliationStruggle to false>><<set _firstRetaliationCrush to false>><<set _firstShake to false>>\ <<set $predName to "Alice">><<set $predSS to 42>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "Alice Day 7_PreyStruggle">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "Alice Day 7(TEXT)">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "Alice Day 7_Actions">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Eaten by Alice Day 7- Escape">>\ "Uh, me?" you say nervously. You try to take a step back but she just pulls you forward again with her grip on your shirt. Being in such close proximity, you're briefly distracted by a pleasant floral scent in the air--she must be wearing perfume. "Can I help you with something?" "Don't play dumb with me! I know what you did," she growls. "Who the hell do you think you are?" You can't help smirking a little. "Why, I have no idea what you're talking about. By the way, what are you doing out here all alone? Don't you normally bring your backup everywhere?" "Shut up, you disgusting little..! <<if $ateCassidy or $samAteCassidy>>Cassidy was a liability anyways, but Betty was useful to me. And I know you took her out just to get to me<<else>>Betty was useful to me, and I know you took her out just to get to me<</if>>," she hisses, pulling you even closer and getting right in your face. "//No one// gets in my way and gets away with it, especially not gutter trash like //you//." <<if $ateCassidy and $ateBetty>>"Wow, big words to say to the girl who has your entire gang hanging off of her chest already," you say with a grin. You grab her arm, finally starting to become more worried about where this is clearly headed than taunting her. "Don't worry though, I've got room for you too.~" Alice stares daggers at you, clenching her fist so tight that it shakes a little. "You're //dead//, $name."<<else>>"Wow. It almost sounds like you actually cared about <<if $ateCassidy or $samAteCassidy>>them<<else>>her<</if>>, I'm shocked," you say. You grab her arm, finally starting to become more worried about where this is clearly headed than taunting her. "Maybe if you weren't such an asshole <<if $ateCassidy or $samAteCassidy>>they'd<<else>>she'd<</if>> be more than just fat still." Alice stares daggers at you, clenching her fist so tight that it shakes a little. "I am //done// with you, $name."<</if>> She opens her mouth and tries to pull you closer, but you push back, standing your ground. You grapple with her, using one hand to try and pry her off of you while the other holds her at bay. Though her grip is tight, a hard shove to your assailant lets you break away, nearly pushing her over in the process. You take a step back and glare at her. "Not so tough without--" You're cut off by an outraged growl from Alice, her face contorted with anger. She lunges forward without holding anything back. You jump back in surprise, but don't get nearly enough distance to evade her. She crashes into you, hugging her arms around your waist and tackling you to the ground. You grunt, briefly disoriented from the impact onto the hard stone beneath you. @@color:orange;You have been overpowered.@@ "Ugh, get off!" you say, sitting up and trying to push yourself away from her. Your efforts are fruitless as Alice yanks you forward, having already shifted lower to grab your calves. She doesn't say a word, simply opening her mouth wide and forcing your feet inside, not even taking the time to remove your shoes. She's really not messing around this time. You try to get away, wiggling your legs and pushing back with your arms, but it's surprisingly difficult to maneuver yourself in this position with your lower body locked down. Alice swallows, dragging your feet down her throat and starting your descent into the bully's gut. She eagerly advances up your body, not wasting a moment. "Come on! Who starts with the feet?" you protest<<if $ateClaire or ($day6ClaireReversal is 1)>>, not a hint of irony in your voice despite what you pulled with Claire yesterday<</if>>. "You're disgusting!" Alice is unfazed, steadily swallowing down your legs. You can already feel your feet beginning to meet resistance as they plunge into her stomach. Starting to panic, you bend forward and reach out to try and push her away. She snatches your wrists before you can do much of anything, sliding your fingers in alongside your hips as she drags them down into her slick insides. Your legs bend and fold within the cramped confines of her stomach as more and more of you is squeezed into the depths of her body. "Damn it..." you grunt, squirming uselessly against the warm embrace of her throat as you sink deeper into her. "You're gonna regret this..!" Her only response is another swallow, her lips gliding up to wrap around your chest. Refusing to give her the satisfaction of giving up, you wriggle and shift until the very end, despite it being clear that it's far too late to break away. Alice grabs your shoulders painfully tight and shoves you deeper into her waiting mouth, clearly eager to finish this. Another swallow sends the warm feeling of her insides creeping up your neck. You open your mouth to make some final remark on the situation, but a firm hand plants itself on top of your head and, with a shove and a swallow, you're sealed away before you can get a word out. "//*Urrrp*// Disgusting," Alice sneers. She smacks her belly hard enough for you to flinch inside. You grunt in response, squirming against the flesh surrounding you as your head is finally squeezed out into her stomach. Before you can even adjust to your unusual position from the feet-first entry, you're further disoriented by Alice pushing herself back up to her feet. Your whole world bounces and sways as she begins to walk, only for her to drop back into a sitting position after a few steps. An ominous groan rumbles through the flesh around you. "Now, try to do something useful for //*URP*// once in your sad little life and sit still while I finish this," Alice says. She grabs the bulge one of your arms is making and squeezes it tight. "My body is a better resting place than you deserve, so count yourself lucky." <<if _eatenBefore>>"Yeah, yeah, I'm pretty sure I've heard that one before," you reply. With some awkward shifting and grunting, you manage to get yourself into what feels like an upright position. "What makes you think this'll be any different than last time? You're wasting both of our time."<<else>>"Oh get over yourself!" you snap back. With some awkward shifting and grunting, you manage to get yourself into what feels like an upright position. "//You're// lucky you managed to get me down in the first place, but you won't be so smug when you're puking your guts out..."<</if>> "Say what you want, bitch," Alice hisses, grabbing the sides of her belly and giving it a shake. "<<if _eatenBefore>>This time, I'm not going anywhere until I've crushed you into paste. <</if>>I'm the daughter of the world's greatest predator, and I'm going to //*urp*// show you just how stupid it was to mess with me..."<<set $sceneAttack to 0>><<set $sceneDefense to 0>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "preyOptions">></div>

<<Time 11.25>><<set $day7Workout to true>><<set $outfit to "workout">>\ <<if hasVisited("September 7th- Invite Alice")>>After dealing with Alice, you decide that it's a good time to get a workout in.<<else>>With no real plans until later on in the day, you decide that now would be a good time to get a workout in.<</if>> Wanting to get changed into more appropriate clothes first, you head across the courtyard to the doors of Karbo. There are a few people in the lobby, but for the most part the building is quiet as you make your way through the halls to your dorm. You suppose there's not much reason to be wandering the halls without classes. Emma is still out when you return, so you just quickly get changed right in the main area of the dorm, donning a loose tank top and sweatpants. Then, you head back out of your room and make your way outside to the courtyard again. <<if ($kaylaRel > 1) and ($kaylaTownInvitation or ($malloryTargetKayla != 1))>>As you approach the doors to the sports complex to start your workout, a familiar face steps out, having clearly just finished her own. "Oh hey $name!" Kayla says with a smile. While she's clearly cooled down from her exercise, she's still visibly sweaty. <<if $kaylaTownInvitation>>"Guess I should have texted you sooner, we could have hit the gym together!" she laughs. "Ah I would have just slowed you down," you chuckle. "Are we still on for that trip into town?" "Yeah, of course! I was planning on showering and grabbing some lunch, then heading out a bit after that," she says. "Text me when you're done here, I'll let you know what's up!" "Sounds good! See you a bit later then," you reply. "Definitely! Good luck with your workout!"<<else>>"We should have tried to coordinate I guess, could have hit the gym together!" she laughs. "Ah I would have just slowed you down," you chuckle. "Ha! I'd rather see it as motivation for you to push harder," she replies. "Well, enjoy your workout! I'll see you around."<</if>> With that, she heads off toward Karbo, and you step into Aesir. Contrast to the main building, the sports complex actually seems pretty busy today. There's a group in the gym playing volleyball, and from the sounds of it there's another currently using the pool. Making your way upstairs, you find that the weight room also looks crowded, but the track is completely free at the moment. So you decide that you're going to do some laps today. You stop at the edge of the track and stretch out a bit before getting started, then do some simple warmups. Once you're ready, you set a timer on your phone and start to run. You move around the track at a reasonable pace, deciding to go for a long, consistent run rather than focusing on intensity. It's actually pretty peaceful, just looping around while you steal glances at the volleyball game below. After over a dozen laps, a few of which were at least partially walked so you could catch your breath, you finally come to a stop, panting hard and covered in sweat. You do a few stretches, then do one more walking lap as a cooldown before deciding to head back to your dorm. <<Workout>>Contrast to your warm skin, your belly feels oddly cool, and you're feeling lighter on your feet than earlier. @@color:lime;You must have lost weight!@@<<if $counter is 1>> Unfortunately, your bra also feels like it isn't fitting quite right anymore. @@color:red;That weight had to come from somewhere.@@<</if>> [[Head back to your dorm->September 7th- Afternoon]]\ <<else>><<if $oralProficiency > 2>>\ As you approach the doors to the sports complex to start your workout, someone else steps out going the other way. <<if !$metKayla>>It's a girl you don't quite recognize, though you're pretty sure you've seen her in one of your classes, who gives you a brief nod of acknowledgement as she brushes past.<<else>>It's Kayla, who gives you <<if $kaylaRel < 0>>an irritated look<<else>>a friendly nod<</if>> as she brushes past.<</if>> <<if $malloryTargetKayla is 1>>You pause as she passes, frowning and glancing back at her as you recall your discussion with Mallory. She's apparently been spreading rumours about you and others<<if $kaylaWarnedAboutMallory>>--even if she denied it yesterday, you're not sure who's story you trust more--<<else>>, <</if>>and not particularly good ones. Maybe it's just a misunderstanding, but, especially with the enticingly revealing outfit she's wearing for her workout, one way to set things straight comes to mind...<<else>>\ At first you just carry on your way, but then you pause and glance back, finding yourself feeling... hungry. She was wearing quite a revealing outfit--just a green sports bra and small grey athletic shorts, showing off much of her enticing, sweat-slick tan skin. Her toned muscles and defined abs were also on clear display, making it obvious that she would be far from easy prey, but you've already improved your skill as a predator quite a bit this week, maybe you'd be up to the task...<</if>> \ <<link "Try to eat her">> <<set $week1PartyKaylaInvited to false>> <<set $pacifist to false>> <<set _checkType to "oral">> <<set _baseline to 10>> <<set _modifier to 6>> <<include "voreCheck">> <<if _swallow>> <<goto [[Workout- Eat Kayla]]>> <<else>> <<set $stamina -= 12>> <<replace "#choice">>\ <<if hasVisited("Workout- Insult Kayla")>><<set _fridayInsult to true>><<else>><<set _fridayInsult to false>><</if>>\ You smirk, deciding to accept the challenge.<<if $malloryTargetKayla is 1>> You can't just let it slide if someone's spreading rumours about you, you can't even count the ways that that could cause problems for you here.<<elseif $eatenByKayla>> After yesterday, some payback is definitely in order.<</if>> Turning away from the door, you start to quietly follow behind her. You look her over again, her impressive physique clear even from the back. Taking her by surprise seems like it may be your only chance with her clear advantage in strength. Luckily, she seems to be a little lost in thought at the moment. After a brief pause to steel yourself, you rush forward, aiming to grab her from behind. At first, it works. She's already within range of your arms before she takes notice of your approach, and you're able to get a good hold around her shoulders. She shouts in protest as your lips push down over her head. Then, she kicks her heel back into your shin so hard that you instinctively stumble back, a sharp pain racing through your leg. In the same breath, she pulls her upper body forward, breaking your weakened grip and freeing her head. She twirls around to face you, both of you slightly disoriented from the exchange. <<if $metKayla>>\ <<if $malloryTargetKayla is 1>>"Wha--$name? What the hell are you doing..?" Kayla says, looking shocked to find that you're her assailant. "What do you think?" you say, scowling at her. You take a step forward, not willing to give up so easily. "According to you I'm just a ruthless glutton that eats anyone, regardless of how close we are, right? I want to make sure I'm living up to your expectations..." "What the hell are you talking about?" she says. <<if $kaylaWarnedAboutMallory>>She narrows her eyes. "Wait, this isn't about whatever the fuck Mallory told you, is it? You're seriously going to believe her? I told you that was bullshit!"<<else>>"I don't know who told you something like that, but it's pure bullshit!"<</if>> "Yeah, yeah, of course you'd say that," you reply. "You're just trying to save your own skin. Now come here, you can argue your case with my stomach.~"<<elseif $eatenByKayla>>"You again!" Kayla growls, clenching her fists. "Didn't learn your lesson yesterday?" "What, did you think I was just going to let that slide?" you say, taking a step forward. You're cautious after that kick, but not willing to give up so easily. "I figured it was time I showed you how a real predator does it.~"<<elseif _fridayInsult>>"You again!" Kayla growls, clenching her fists. "I //knew// I shouldn't have let you go yesterday..." "Hey, you started this by coming after me over such a little thing," you say, taking a step forward. You're cautious after that kick, but not willing to give up so easily. "But I know a perfect way to finish it.~"<<elseif $kaylaRel < 1>>"$name? You fucking..." Kayla growls, clenching her fists. "I //knew// you were trouble!" "Hey, this is what we're here for, isn't it?" you taunt, taking a step towards her. You're cautious after that kick, but not willing to give up so easily. "I'm just trying to improve my diet, haven't been getting enough protein lately.~"<<else>>"Wha--$name? Seriously?" Kayla says, scowling. She clenches her fists. "The hell do you think you're doing?" "Well, breakfast this morning wasn't all that filling and I haven't been getting enough protein lately," you say, taking a step towards her. You're cautious after that kick, but not willing to give up so easily. "Can't you help out a friend with her diet?"<</if>>\ <<else>>\ "Hands off, puta!" the girl growls, clenching her fists. "Who the hell do you think you are?" "Someone whose breakfast wasn't filling enough," you taunt, taking a step towards her. You're cautious after that kick, but not willing to give up so easily. "You'd probably serve me better //after// my workout, but I can't let this opportunity slide by."\ <</if>> "Ha! You really think <<if $metKayla>>//you//<<else>>you<</if>> can handle me?" she says, taking a step closer in turn. "I cou--HEY!" She raises a finger into your face as she boasts, and you take advantage of her overconfidence by snatching her wrist and shoving her hand into your mouth. The move seems to catch her off guard at first, giving you a chance to secure your grip, but she's quick to retaliate. Before you can react, she throws a punch with her left hand and hits you square in the gut. And she wasn't holding back a bit. A sharp pain spikes through your entire abdomen and you double over, <<if $metKayla>>Kayla<<else>>your prey<</if>> easily freeing her hand from your mouth in the process. @@color:orange;Your strength fails you.@@ "Unbelievable..." she says, shaking the saliva off her hand. She gives you a hard shove while you're stuck in a fit of coughing from the blow, easily knocking you to the ground. "I don't even have time for this right now. <<if $kaylaRel > 0>>And here I thought you were cool, $name...<<elseif !$metKayla>>Name's Kayla by the way, asshole. You better watch yourself from now on...<<else>>You better watch yourself, $name, or I'll do worse than leave you sputtering on the ground next time...<</if>> <<if $kaylaRel <= -2>><<Kayla -1>><<else>><<Kayla -2>><</if>><<set $metKayla to true>> You don't say anything as she walks away, counting yourself lucky that she left it at that, all things considered. Clutching your stomach, you carefully get back up onto your feet. Though you're still recovering from her punch, you start to trudge back towards the sports complex. You did come her to work out after all, and considering who you likely just made an enemy of you're definitely going to need it. Contrast to the main building, the sports complex actually seems pretty busy today. There's a group in the gym playing volleyball, and from the sounds of it there's another currently using the pool. Making your way upstairs, you find that the weight room also looks crowded, but the track is completely free at the moment. So you decide that you're going to do some laps today. You stop at the edge of the track and stretch out a bit before getting started, then do some simple warmups. Once you're ready, you set a timer on your phone and start to run. You move around the track at a reasonable pace, deciding to go for a long, consistent run rather than focusing on intensity. It's actually pretty peaceful, just looping around while you steal glances at the volleyball game below. After over a dozen laps, a few of which were at least partially walked so you could catch your breath, you finally come to a stop, panting hard and covered in sweat. You do a few stretches, then do one more walking lap as a cooldown before deciding to head back to your dorm. <<Workout>>Contrast to your warm skin, your belly feels oddly cool, and you're feeling lighter on your feet than earlier. @@color:lime;You must have lost weight!@@ [[Head back to your dorm->September 7th- Afternoon]] <</replace>> <</if>> <</link>> <<link "Ignore her and just work out">><<replace "#choice">>\ But, you decide that it isn't worth the risk and let her go, continuing on your way into the building. Contrast to the main building, the sports complex actually seems pretty busy today. There's a group in the gym playing volleyball, and from the sounds of it there's another currently using the pool. Making your way upstairs, you find that the weight room also looks crowded, but the track is completely free at the moment. So you decide that you're going to do some laps today. You stop at the edge of the track and stretch out a bit before getting started, then do some simple warmups. Once you're ready, you set a timer on your phone and start to run. You move around the track at a reasonable pace, deciding to go for a long, consistent run rather than focusing on intensity. It's actually pretty peaceful, just looping around while you steal glances at the volleyball game below. After over a dozen laps, a few of which were at least partially walked so you could catch your breath, you finally come to a stop, panting hard and covered in sweat. You do a few stretches, then do one more walking lap as a cooldown before deciding to head back to your dorm. <<Workout>>Contrast to your warm skin, your belly feels oddly cool, and you're feeling lighter on your feet than earlier. @@color:lime;You must have lost weight!@@ [[Head back to your dorm->September 7th- Afternoon]]<</replace>><</link>> \ <<else>>\ As you approach the doors to the sports complex to start your workout, someone else steps out going the other way. <<if !$metKayla>>It's a girl you don't quite recognize, though you're pretty sure you've seen her in one of your classes, who gives you a brief nod of acknowledgement as she brushes past.<<else>>It's Kayla, who gives you <<if $kaylaRel < 0>>an irritated look<<else>>a friendly nod<</if>> as she brushes past.<</if>><<if ($malloryTargetKayla is 1) and !$kaylaWarnedAboutMallory>> You narrow your eyes a little, recalling what Mallory had told you about her spreading rumours, but you shrug it off for now. Her workout clothes put her toned physique on full display, making it abundantly clear that she'd make for much tougher prey than you're ready to handle.<</if>> Continuing on your way, you step through the doors of Aesir. Contrast to the main building, the sports complex actually seems pretty busy today. There's a group in the gym playing volleyball, and from the sounds of it there's another currently using the pool. Making your way upstairs, you find that the weight room also looks crowded, but the track is completely free at the moment. So you decide that you're going to do some laps today. You stop at the edge of the track and stretch out a bit before getting started, then do some simple warmups. Once you're ready, you set a timer on your phone and start to run. You move around the track at a reasonable pace, deciding to go for a long, consistent run rather than focusing on intensity. It's actually pretty peaceful, just looping around while you steal glances at the volleyball game below. After over a dozen laps, a few of which were at least partially walked so you could catch your breath, you finally come to a stop, panting hard and covered in sweat. You do a few stretches, then do one more walking lap as a cooldown before deciding to head back to your dorm. <<Workout>>Contrast to your warm skin, your belly feels oddly cool, and you're feeling lighter on your feet than earlier. @@color:lime;You must have lost weight!@@ [[Head back to your dorm->September 7th- Afternoon]]\ <</if>><</if>>

<<Time 11.25>><<set $aliceTrue += 1>>\ With a sigh, you hurry to try and catch up with Alice. While she may not necessarily deserve it given her typical demeanor, you'd feel guilty not at least attempting to invite her to a party that's billed as being for //all// freshmen. Maybe she'll even be appreciative about it.<<if $aliceInfo2 > 0>> You do recall that Emma had specifically mentioned it being better to not inform her of the party, but you'll just have to talk with her about it if Alice does wind up coming.<</if>> "Hey, Alice! Wait up," you call out, struggling a little to close the distance with the head start she had. She pauses, then swivels around with an irritated look on her face. <<if ($aliceRel > 1) and ($aliceSimp < 1)>>"I don't understand why you keep thinking it's okay to engage in casual conversation with me."<<else>>"What the hell do you want?" she snaps. <<if $aliceSimp > 1>>"Unless you brought me another meal, I have no use for you right now."<<else>>"And spit it out quickly, you're lucky I'm even bothering to acknowledge you."<</if>><</if>> "Good to see you too," you say with a slight laugh. She doesn't seem amused. "I don't know if you've heard yet, but my roommate is throwing a big party for all the freshman later tonight, something to celebrate making it through the first week. I just wanted to make sure you knew you were invited, if you'd like to come." She just stares at you for a moment, ever so slightly cocking her head. "You what?" "I... wanted to invite you to the party?" you say, raising an eyebrow at her. "It's this evening in the lounge if you're interested, we've taken some precautions to try and make it at least a bit safe so everyone can relax a little." She pauses again before responding, her expression unclear. "Well that's just sad," she finally says, crossing her arms. "Like I would want to spend the night drinking with the worthless rabble in our class." Her stance seems to soften a little. "Besides, I'm leaving to meet with my mother this weekend, so even if I wanted an easy meal I couldn't stop by your little 'party'." "Ah. Well, enjoy the visit then, I guess," you reply, giving her a slight smile. <<if ($aliceRel > 1) and ($aliceSimp < 1)>>She scoffs and turns away, but pauses again after taking a few steps and glances back at you. "A big event like that is a horrible idea here, by the way. Watch yourself, if you're really stupid enough to go." You smirk at the hint of concern from her. "Of course, thanks for the advice!" you reply. She doesn't respond, continuing on her way out of the courtyard without another word. You find yourself still smiling as you go back to deciding what to do with your afternoon.<<else>>She just scoffs and turns away, continuing on her way out of the courtyard without another word. You sigh and shake your head, not sure what you expected from her. But, with that out of the way, you still need to decide what to do with your afternoon.<</if>> [[Go work out->September 7th- Workout]] [[Just head back to your dorm->September 7th- Afternoon]]

<<Time 12>>\ <<if $eatenByAliceDay7>>\ Freshly dressed, you head out of your room and make your way over to the dining hall. \ <<elseif $day7Workout>>\ You head back across the courtyard to Karbo, making your way through the halls to your dorm. Grabbing a towel and your clothes from before, you head into the shower to wash off after your workout. Not long after you step out and dry off, your stomach growls, clearly having worked up an appetite after all that exercise. So, you get changed and head over to the dining hall for lunch.<<set $outfit to "normal">> <<else>>\ <<if hasVisited("September 7th- Invite Alice")>>After dealing with Alice, you decide to just head back to your dorm to relax for a while.<<else>>You decide to just head back to your dorm and relax for a while.<</if>> It's the weekend after all, and you feel like you could use a nice break from worrying about anything. You head across the courtyard to the doors of Karbo, making your way through the halls to your dorm. There are a few people in the lobby, but for the most part the building is quiet. You suppose there's not much reason to be wandering the halls without classes. Emma is still out when you return, giving you the dorm all to yourself for a while. You sit back and get comfortable on your bed, settling on watching a movie that you've been meaning to get around to after deliberating for a bit. It winds up not being as good as you were hoping, but it was still a decent enough way to spend a couple hours. By the time the credits roll, your stomach is grumbling again, so you head over to the dining hall for lunch. <</if>>While it's a little busier than at breakfast, the cafeteria is still fairly quiet compared to what you've usually seen during the week. Only a handful of tables are occupied, and you don't spot anyone you particularly know, so once again you settle for eating your food on your own. \ <<if $kaylaTownInvitation>>\ Just as you're finishing up your sandwich, you feel a buzz from your phone. It's a message from Kayla: "//Hey! I'm planning on leaving in like ten minutes, that good for u?//" You reply that it sounds perfect to you, and she tells you to meet her by the fountain. After you clean up your plate, you head out toward the courtyard to meet up with her. [[Meet up with Kayla->September 7th- Kayla Trip 1]]\ <<elseif $coupleSwimInvitation>>\ As you're finishing up your sandwich, you happen to notice what looks like Sarah and Alesha out in the courtyard heading towards the sports complex. It is early afternoon--they must be headed to the pool. After cleaning up your plate, you head back to your room to get your swimsuit so you can join them. <<if ($club != "swim")>>You have to dig through your dresser a bit, but you're eventually able to locate the only swim wear you brought after learning there was a pool on campus--a simple $fcolor bikini. With that and a towel in hand, you head out into the hall to meet up with the two girls at the pool. [[Head over to the sports complex->September 7th- Pool]]<<else>><<if $joanSwim1Bully > 1>>Your first instinct is to grab the one you were given for the swim team, since at least the //pretense// for going to the pool seems to be training before the next meeting like the captains requested, but then you recall the last experience you had while wearing the suit and think better of it. Instead, you dig around in your dresser for the only swim wear you brought with you after learning there was a pool on campus--a simple $fcolor bikini. With that and a towel in hand, you head out into the hall to meet up with the two girls at the pool. [[Head over to the sports complex->September 7th- Pool]]<<else>>Your first instinct is to grab the one you were given for the swim team, since at least the //pretense// for going to the pool seems to be training before the next meeting like the captains requested, but then you remember that you also brought a bikini with you after learning there was a pool on campus. \ <<link "Wear the team swimsuit">><<replace "#choice">><<set $lastOutfit to "swim">>Deciding that it's probably smarter to wear the one piece if you're going to be doing any serious practice, you grab your team suit. With that and a towel in hand, you head out into the hall to meet up with the two girls at the pool. [[Head over to the sports complex->September 7th- Pool]]<</replace>><</link>> <<link "Wear your bikini">><<replace "#choice">>You get the feeling that with Sarah and Alesha, getting much actual training done is probably unlikely. So, you dig through your dresser in search of the simple $fcolor bikini you brought. With that and a towel in hand, you head out into the hall to meet up with the two girls at the pool. [[Head over to the sports complex->September 7th- Pool]]<</replace>><</link>><</if>><</if>>\ <<else>>\ After another uneventful meal, you clean up your plate and head back through the courtyard to your room again, <<if $eatenByAliceDay7>>luckily having a much less eventful trip this time. When you're back in the safety of your dorm you get comfortable on your bed and settle in with your laptop<<else>>feeling a slight sense of deja vu. This time you settle in with your laptop<</if>>, hours slipping by as you bounce between games and browsing the internet. You're only brought back to reality when Emma finally returns to the dorm. Checking the time, it's already 5 o'clock. <<if $emmaRel < 1>>"Oh, hey $name," she says, sounding like she's in a hurry. She heads straight for her dresser and digs around for something, going right to the bathroom to change once she finds whatever it is. "Hey," you reply, barely glancing up from your computer. She stays in the bathroom for quite a while, and when she emerges she's totally transformed, now wearing a skirt and a gaudy pink and blue top<<if !$emmaInjured>>, as well as having her hair tied up in a high-resting ponytail<</if>>. "The party's starting soon! Remember, it's in the lounge," she says as she passes by, heading back into the hall as quickly as she'd arrived. You sigh and close your laptop--it's not like you have anything else going on tonight, so you may as well head over now. <<if $wardrobeUniform or $wardrobeLight>>As you get up and stretch out a little after sitting for so long, you think about what you'd like to wear.<<else>>You get up, stretch a little, use the bathroom, then head out to make your way over to the lounge.<</if>>\ <<else>>\ "Heya $name!" she says as she hurries into the room. She kneels down to dig through her dresser. "Everything's all set for the party, it'll be starting soon! I've just gotta get dressed for the occasion." "Hey! Glad to hear everything's going smoothly," you say. "Yeah, I'm so excited! Give me a minute to get changed," she says, heading into the bathroom with the outfit she'd put together. She stays in there for quite a while, and when she eventually emerges she's totally transformed. Her simple blue shirt has been swapped out for an asymmetric, layered tank top. The outer layer has a bright blue and pink gradient, angled downward to rest higher on her left side than the right and sporting a row of frills along the bottom edge, while a black underlayer sticks out below, slanted the opposite way. Instead of shorts, she's now wearing a short black skirt, resting low enough to leave quite a bit of her tanned midriff exposed.<<if !$emmaInjured>> She's even done her hair up differently, tying it back in a high resting ponytail and clipping on a few blue hair pins that seem to be purely for aesthetics.<</if>> "Ta-da!" she says, striking a little pose. "Ready to party!" "Wow, you look <<if $emmaRel < 4>>great!" you say.<<else>>amazing!" you say, blushing slightly from her more provocative look.<</if>> "Thanks, this is one of my favorite outfits!<<if $emmaAteBetty>> Though it's, uh, actually a little snug after yesterday..." she says sheepishly.<<else>>" she beams.<</if>> "I've gotta get back to the lounge, but I'll see you there!" "Yeah, see ya!" you call after her as she heads back out into the hall. You close your laptop and push it aside, deciding it's probably about time that you got ready as well. <<if $wardrobeUniform or $wardrobeLight>>As you get up and stretch out a little after sitting for so long, you think about what you'd like to wear.<<else>>You get up, stretch a little, use the bathroom, then head out to make your way over to the lounge, already feeling confident enough with your current outfit.<</if>>\ <</if>> <<if $wardrobeUniform or $wardrobeLight>>\ \ <<if $wardrobeLight>><<link "Wear lighter, more revealing clothes">><<replace "#clothes">>Inspired by Emma's bold look, you decide to change into something lighter, throwing on a loose spaghetti strap top and a skirt before heading out the door.<<set $outfit to "light">> [[Head to the party->September 7th- Emma's Party: Kayla Check]]<</replace>><</link>> <</if>><<if $wardrobeUniform>><<link "Wear a school uniform">><<replace "#clothes">>Smirking, you decide to wear the school uniform you got. It //does// look nicer than your current clothes, and it might be cute to wear it in celebration of surviving the first week. Once you're changed, you head out the door.<<set $outfit to "uniform">> [[Head to the party->September 7th- Emma's Party: Kayla Check]]<</replace>><</link>> <</if>><<link "Keep your current outfit">><<replace "#clothes">>After thinking bout it for a moment, you decide that your current clothes should do fine. They may not be the fanciest, but it's far from a bad look. [[Head to the party->September 7th- Emma's Party: Kayla Check]]<</replace>><</link>> <<else>>[[Head to the party->September 7th- Emma's Party: Kayla Check]]<</if>> <</if>>

<<Time 13.75>>\ You exit the dining hall, heading straight out into the courtyard. Not seeing Kayla anywhere yet, you make your way to the fountain to wait for her. You don't have to wait long before you spot her walking out of the main building. "Hey $name! Damn you really were ready, I didn't expect you to beat me here," she says with a laugh. She's wearing a sporty green tank top and small, loose shorts. "Yeah I was just finishing up lunch when you texted so I was pretty much already here," you reply. You look over her outfit. "We're just checking out this gym right, not working out?" "Nah, I just figured that I should make a good first impression so they all know I'm serious, in case I do wind up going there regularly," she says. She grins and flexes one of her arms. "Know what I mean?" "Ha! Yeah, I guess," you say. The two of you start to walk towards the front gate. "So where is it we're headed?" "Closest gym with good reviews, a place called 'Iron Gut Fitness'," she replies. "It was a recommendation from someone I met while working out here, actually." "'Iron Gut'?" you say, glancing at her with an eyebrow raised. Kayla laughs. "Yeah, not joking. I get the feeling this school is what the area is best known for and a lot of places try to cash in on that," she says. The two of you make your way out through the gate and into the parking lot in front of the school. Having not been off campus at all since you first arrived, you find yourself feeling pretty excited as you cross the threshold. You follow Kayla out to her car--a small silver SUV, in pretty good condition but with a bit of visible wear and tear. <<if $kaylaInfo4 > 0>>"Damn, this is a pretty nice ride," you say as she unlocks the door. "<<if $kaylaInfo3 > 0>>You said your brother gave it to you?<<else>>How'd you wind up with your own car?<</if>>" "<<if $kaylaInfo3 > 0>>Yep, it was a gift from Alejo right before I left!<<else>>It was a gift from my big bro, Alejandro!<</if>> He's like the nicest person I know," she replies.<<else>>"Damn, this is really yours?" you ask as she unlocks the door. "I mean, I figured you had a ride when you planned this, but I never thought to ask." "Yep, all mine! It was a gift from my big bro, Alejandro. He's like the nicest person I know," she replies.<</if>> You both get into the car, Kayla checking her mirrors while you settle into your seat. "Awesome! That mean there's no strings attached or anything?" you ask. "Don't have any myself but I've heard some horror stories about how siblings can be," you add with a laugh. "Nah, just an honest gift since he didn't need it anymore, not even like it was in bad condition. Unless you count him having a way nicer car now as some kind of drawback for me," she chuckles. "Danny, my younger brother, is probably more like what you're thinking. He's kind of a little shit most of the time." She pulls out of the parking lot, and soon the two of you are on the road, leaving the campus behind. Kayla mentions that it'll probably be just a ten minute drive, maybe fifteen if traffic is bad. Then, there's a somewhat awkward pause in the conversation. \ <<link "Ask about her brothers">><<replace "#choice">>\ "So, tell me more about your brothers," you say. "What are they like?" "Well, like I said Alejo is a saint. Never met anyone that didn't love the guy," she replies. "He's also a genius, but not a nerd. Like, he's studying to work for NASA right now, but you'd think he was captain of the football team or some shit if you saw him. Which is funny, because sports are the one thing he's //not// that good at." "Wow, sounds like you hit the jackpot on siblings then." "Eh, you could see it that way..." she says. "Danny, on the other hand, is an athlete prodigy. Seriously, he started having talent scouts keeping tabs on him in //middle school//. And these days he can even beat me at pretty much anything even though he's still a high school sophomore..." "Is that why you think he's a little shit?" you tease. "I mean yeah, kinda? He's got a gloating problem," she says with a laugh, though you notice her roll her eyes. "Loves to show off that he's the best. He's not a bad guy though, just gets on my nerves a lot." "I get that, sounds like it would be annoying," you reply. "Definitely can't compare to the rocket scientist that gives you free cars." "Ha! Not even close. Even Alejo's girlfriend is awesome," Kayla says with a grin. "Marissa's actually the one who gave me the idea to come to MVA, funny enough. I always tell her I'd trade Danny for her any day of the week." "Honestly, I'd be a little worried if my sibling's girlfriend was the type to go around recommending this school..." you say. "Oh she would never!" Kayla says with a laugh. "Seriously, I've known her for a while and I'd honestly believe Alejo did something bad enough to deserve it if she ever ate him. She definitely had a bit of a rep in high school though, but I think that's helped keep him a little safer if anything." The two of you keep chatting while you drive, getting to know each other better. You also pay some attention to the buildings passing by through the window, getting a better feel for the town outside of the campus. Before you know it, Kayla pulls into the parking lot of a blocky, modern looking building. You've arrived at "Iron Gut Fitness". [[Continue->Kayla Trip 2]]<<set $kaylaInfo4 to 1>><<set $kaylaInfo5 to 1>>\ <</replace>><</link>> <<if $ateClaire>><<link "Bring up Claire">><<replace "#choice">>\ You shift awkwardly in your seat, thinking back to what happened yesterday with a certain brunette. You sigh--even if you doubt she'd ever find out another way, for the sake of your conscience you feel like you have to let her know. "So, um, your roommate was Claire, right?" "Yeah, although she actually..." Kayla trails off and narrows her eyes a little. "Did you just say 'was' even though I haven't said shit yet?" "Uh, huh, yeah, about that..." you say, looking straight down at your legs. "Damn it, I meant to find out if you were close or not first..." "Say it," Kayla says in a harsh tone. "Right so, uh, I //may// have eaten Claire yesterday," you say sheepishly. Your eyes widen a little as Kayla pulls to the side of the road and slams on the brakes. "Seriously?" she says, snapping her attention to you with a glare. "It was //you//? What the hell?" "I'm sorry, it was... I went out on the hunt for a big dinner yesterday, because I thought it would be a nice way to cap off the first week, you know?" you say. She's still glaring at you. "And I wasn't having any luck until I came across, well, Claire. She was really my only option and I had already mostly committed by the time I remembered that you were roommates... Um, sorry... you guys weren't that close, were you?" "I mean, not really, but come on!" Kayla says. She lets out an exasperated sigh. "A whole school to snack on and you pick my roommate, when you //knew// it was my roommate? We weren't tight or anything yet, but she was pretty cool, and definitely not a threat..." "I guess I justified it to myself with the fact that I didn't know your relationship very well. I mean, some people //hate// their roommates when they're randomly assigned like this," you say. "But, you're right that it was pretty shitty of me to do without checking in any way, I just got too caught up in the idea of that end of the week meal... I really am sorry, that's why I brought this up in the first place." Kayla sighs again and rubs the bridge of her nose for a moment. "Yeah, I guess it would have been easy to just never say anything, I do appreciate that..." she says. "Just... think about who you're eating if you're gonna be an active pred, yeah?" "Yeah. I promise not to make a habit of eating friends of friends," you say. Kayla puts the car back in drive, but keeps her foot on the brake. "Was she... Ugh, nevermind," she says, shaking her head. She pulls back onto the road, still looking a little annoyed. "The gym isn't too much further." <<Kayla -1>><<set $karma += 1>><<set $kaylaInfo1 to 2>> You ride in uncomfortable silence for the rest of the way, Kayla clearly still upset about the news. You keep your eyes glued to the passenger side window, watching the buildings go by and getting a better feel for the town outside of the campus. When you finally arrive at the gym, Kayla pauses after parking the car and sighs. She turns and gives you a slight smile, seemingly ready to move past the issue, at least for now. [[Continue->Kayla Trip 2]]\ <</replace>><</link>>\ <<else>>\ <<link "Ask about her roommate">><<replace "#choice">>\ <<if $trialClaire is "lose">>"So how have things been with your roommate so far?" you ask. "Oh, uh, they haven't," Kayla replies with a slight laugh. "Haven't seen Claire since Tuesday afternoon, pretty positive she got eaten." Your eyes widen as you suddenly recall a vital piece of information and realize you shouldn't have brought this up. Claire... one of the girls that was at Maeve's party. One that you may have technically been directly responsible for getting eaten. "Oh... //Claire//..." you mumble. "Huh?" Kayla says, stealing a quick glance over to you before returning her eyes to the road. "What does that mean?" "Well I... think I know what happened to her. She had a light green streak in her hair, right?" you say. "Yeah, that's her," she replies, narrowing her eyes a little. "Tuesday night there was this big, fucked up party thrown by the upperclassmen," you explain. "They were grabbing freshman to prepare for it all day, and then forced those that got caught through a bunch of challenges where the loser got eaten as entertainment. Me and Claire were both there. Only first and second place made it out of the final challenge alive. I managed to win in the end but Claire got... third. Um, sorry." "//Qué mierda?//" Kayla says, a disturbed look on her face. "Girl, that's some fucked up shit you just described. Don't apologize for anything, if that's all true it sounds like you did what you had to to not get eaten yourself." "Well, I guess since we were directly competing against each other I feel slightly responsible, but you're right. We didn't even know anyone but the last girl standing would make it out until it was already over," you say. "I'm glad you're not mad..." "Hey, come on, that's kinda how this school goes right? It's a shame to lose her, but we hadn't know each other long enough to be tight yet. And besides, she wasn't anything to you but a new friend's roommate, if you even remembered that at the time. No way would I have expected you to put yourself in danger just to //maybe// save her ass," Kayla says. She gets a slight grin. "I'm glad you made it out of that okay." The two of you keep chatting while you drive, discussing a few more details of Maeve's party and getting to know each other better. You also pay some attention to the buildings passing by through the window, getting a better feel for the town outside of the campus. Before you know it, Kayla pulls into the parking lot of a blocky, modern looking building. You've arrived at "Iron Gut Fitness". [[Continue->Kayla Trip 2]]\ <<else>>"So how have things been with your roommate so far? Claire, <<if $metClaire>>right<<else>>I think it was<</if>>?" you ask. "Yeah, you got it. Fine I guess, Claire's pretty cool," she replies. "She's a little... odd, sometimes. But she hasn't tried to eat me and I don't get the feeling she would even if I wasn't twice as strong as her, so I feel like that's pretty solid as far as this school goes." "Ha! Yeah, I wonder how many people decided they wanted a single day one," you laugh. "I lucked out on mine too. <<if $emmaRel < 2>>She's a little annoying sometimes, but Emma wouldn't hurt a fly.<<elseif $emmaRel > 4>>Emma's the best, even at a school where the bar for a good roommate wasn't as low as 'probably won't try to eat me' I'd feel like I hit the jackpot!<<else>>Emma's honestly almost too nice to be going to this school, I'd probably agree that it was justified if she ever tried to eat me.<</if>>" "Yeah, I talked with her for a while at volleyball, she seems great! <<if $emmaInjured>>Too beaten up <<if $day2Workout>>after her close call<<else>>from something that happened<</if>> earlier in the week to actually play, but it didn't seem to drag her down much. Gotta respect that<<else>>She wasn't really the best player, but she was trying her best and clearly enjoying herself. I really respect that kind of genuine attitude<</if>>," Kayla says. <<if $week1PartyKaylaInvited or ($malloryTargetKayla > 1)>>"Looking forward to her party later! I trust her to actually keep it safe."<</if>> "So what's 'odd' about Claire? <<if $metClaire>>Well, I mean I've met her so I do get what you're saying, but what's she done with you?<<else>>I don't think I've met her yet,<</if>>" you say. <<if $day6ClaireReversal > 0>>You give her a somewhat nervous glance, hoping Claire didn't tell her anything about the incident yesterday.<</if>> "Oh she's not bad or anything, pretty fun actually! She just doesn't seem to take some things as seriously as she should," Kayla explains. "And sometimes she'll ask weird questions out of the blue, or start doing some kind of bit? Like, one night I was getting dinner with this girl I've been working out with, Holly--same one that recommended the gym actually--and I invited Claire over when I saw her coming into the dining hall. For some reason she introduced herself with a different name and insisted I was getting it wrong. Stuck to it and didn't admit that she was fucking around until we were back at our dorm together." "That's... a little annoying, but harmless I guess." "Yeah I mean, she was clearly enjoying herself so I'm not too bothered," Kayla replies with a shrug. "Sometimes her weird thoughts can be kinda fun too! When I told her about my brother studying to be a rocket scientist she immediately cut in asking if I thought it would be easier or harder to eat someone in space. It turned into a pretty interesting conversation!" The two of you keep chatting while you drive, getting to know each other better. You also pay some attention to the buildings passing by through the window, getting a better feel for the town outside of the campus. Before you know it, Kayla pulls into the parking lot of a blocky, modern looking building. You've arrived at "Iron Gut Fitness". [[Continue->Kayla Trip 2]]<<set $kaylaInfo6 to 1>><</if>><<set $kaylaInfo1 to 1>>\ <</replace>><</link>><</if>>\ <<set $kaylaInfo3 to 1>>

<<Time 13.75>><<if $lastOutfit is "swim">><<set _bikini to false>><<else>><<set _bikini to true>><</if>><<set $lastOutfit to "normal">><<set $day7Swim to true>>\ You make your way through the halls of Karbo and out into the courtyard. Hugging your towel and suit against you as you walk, you head over to the sports complex<<if $club != "swim">>, finding yourself a little excited to finally be checking out the pool<</if>>. <<if $day7Workout>>The building seems just as busy as you remember it when you step inside.<<else>>Unlike the main building, Aesir actually seems pretty busy today. There's a group in the gym playing volleyball, and you can hear that there are definitely others using the workout room upstairs.<</if>> You take a right, heading straight down the hall towards the pool. The doors to the pool area are wide open when you turn the corner. You can see Sarah and Alesha sitting by the edge of the water, Alesha wearing <<if $club is "swim">>her team uniform<<else>>a purple one piece<</if>> while Sarah is in a ruffled green bikini. There are quite a few others using the pool right now as well, <<if $club is "swim">>including what looks like it might be Miranda from club practicing her front crawl<<else>>though you don't really recognize anyone else<</if>>. Sarah notices you in the doorway and gives an excited wave. You wave back, then vaguely gesture that you're headed to the locker room first before excusing yourself to get changed.<<if ($club != "swim") and !$tourLocker>> It's your first time being in the locker room since the tour skipped over it, but it's pretty much exactly what you expected. The left wall is barren, but on the right is an alcove ringed with grey lockers with a flat bench in the middle. There are two more identical alcoves behind it, each section divided by a row of lockers. At the far end of the room is a bathroom and what looks to be a few showers.<</if>> The room seems empty at the moment, so you just head to one of the nearest lockers and quickly change into your <<if _bikini>>bikini<<else>>suit<</if>>, stowing your clothes in an open locker and making a mental note of which one it was. <<if _bikini>><<set $outfit to "bikini">>\ <<if $fat > 34>>It's a little more... snug, than you remember, but it still fits well enough. <</if>>Just as you turn to head back out to the pool, you hear someone else come in. A chubby girl with dirty blonde hair comes around the corner and pauses when she sees you. \ <<if $club is "swim">>You're pretty sure you recognize her from club--it's Meghan.<<if $joanSwim1Bully > 0>> The one who seemed to be buddies with Joan...<</if>> "Oh hey... uh... nah I'm not gonna pretend. I have literally no idea what your name is," she says. She stays blocking your way, and you notice her looking you over. "Cute bikini, really showing off a lot of skin there. Why not the team suit?" <<if $joanSwim1Bully > 1>>"I haven't been able to get a new one after what happened at the end of last practice..." you grumble, narrowing your eyes at her. "Hey don't look at me, //I// didn't do anything! And don't be such a baby, just put it through the wash and you won't even remember that it spent time in Joan's colon," she chuckles. She gets a worrying grin and shifts into a wider stance. "Because without it... you do know you're still at MVA right, even though it's the weekend? And you just put on like, the least amount of clothing possible, while you're alone in a room with a sophomore? You're pretty much begging for it."<<else>>"I just didn't feel like it, felt like giving this a try," you reply with a shrug. "It really is better to practice in the same suit you'd be competing in, or at least not a //bikini//," she chuckles. She gets a worrying grin and shifts into a wider stance. "I mean, you do know you're still at MVA right, even though it's the weekend? And you just put on like, the least amount of clothing possible, while you're alone in a room with a sophomore? You're pretty much begging for it."<</if>><<else>>\ You notice her eyebrows raise as she looks you over. "Hey, you're a new face..." she says. She's wearing an open teal sweater over a light blue top, one that rests low enough to show off some cleavage. "Yeah, hi, I'm $name..." you say, taking a nervous step back. The girl grins and widens her stance, maintaining her position blocking your way out. "Meghan," she says. "You know, you're really putting a lot of skin on display here. Did you really think that was a good call at MVA, of all places? Putting on like, the least amount of clothing possible, while you're alone in a room with a sophomore? I mean come on freshie, you're pretty much begging for it."<</if>> \ <<if $club is "swim">><<link "Please don't">><<replace "#choice">>\ "Uh, please don't..?" you say sheepishly. "Come on, we're both on the team, I'm here to practice with some other members..." Meghan snorts. "Ha! You know what, yeah, you asked nicely so I'll let you go. Since we're teammates and all," she says, brushing past you to start changing at one of the lockers. "Serious advice though freshie, changing into a bikini all alone was a bad call. <<if $joanSwim1Bully > 0>> You'd have been up Joan's ass again in an instant if she was here.<</if>>" "Right... Um, thanks..!" you say, hurrying out of the room before she changes her mind. [[Head to the pool->September 7th- Pool 2]]\ <</replace>><</link>><<else>>\ <<link "Please don't">> <<set _checkType to "prey">> <<set _baseline to 14>> <<set _modifier to 4>> <<include "voreCheck">> <<if _swallow>> <<set $preyName to "polite">> <<goto "September 7th- Eaten By Meghan">> <<else>> <<set $stamina -= 8>> <<replace "#choice">>\ "Uh, please don't..?" you say sheepishly. "Come on, I'm just here to swim with some friends..." Meghan snorts. "Ha! Aw that's cute, I almost wanna let you go for being polite about it," she laughs. "But how else are you gonna learn that this was a bad call if I don't play my part?" she says, still grinning as she steps closer. "Besides the resistance will really give my training a boost. Now come here!" She lunges forward, managing to get a grip on your arm even as you jump away from her. She's far stronger than you gave her credit for with her chubby frame, her grip painfully tight as she yanks you toward her. However, you think fast and rather than resisting, you push forward right along with her pull. The move catches her off guard and you crash into her, both of you falling to the floor. She loosens her grip in surprise and you're able to break away, scurrying back to a safe distance before getting up. @@color:yellowgreen;You managed to escape.@@ "Ow, rude..." Meghan grumbles, sitting up and rubbing the back of her head. You don't wait around to respond, hurrying out of the locker room before she can recover. It doesn't sound like she's giving chase, so you take a deep breath to calm yourself and carry on to the pool, shaking off the encounter. [[Head to the pool->September 7th- Pool 2]]\ <</replace>> <</if>> <</link>><</if>> <<link "Fuck off!">> <<set _checkType to "prey">> <<set _baseline to 14>> <<set _modifier to 4>> <<include "voreCheck">> <<if _swallow>> <<goto "September 7th- Eaten By Meghan">> <<else>> <<set $stamina -= 8>> <<replace "#choice">>\ "Oh fuck off!" you say, taking a step back. "Leave me alone, I'm just here to <<if $club is "swim">>get some practice in with some other people on the team.<<else>>swim with my friends!<</if>>" "Eh, sorry, that's not how things work here. How else are you gonna learn that this was a bad call if I don't play my part?" she says, still grinning as she closes the gap. "Besides the resistance will really give <<if $club is "swim">>//my//<<else>>my<</if>> training a boost. Now come here!" She lunges forward, managing to get a grip on your arm even as you jump away from her. She's far stronger than you gave her credit for with her chubby frame, her grip painfully tight as she yanks you toward her. However, you think fast and rather than resisting, you push forward right along with her pull. The move catches her off guard and you crash into her, both of you falling to the floor. She loosens her grip in surprise and you're able to break away, scurrying back to a safe distance before getting up. @@color:yellowgreen;You managed to escape.@@ "Ow, rude..." Meghan grumbles, sitting up and rubbing the back of her head. You don't wait around to respond, hurrying out of the locker room before she can recover. It doesn't sound like she's giving chase, so you take a deep breath to calm yourself and carry on to the pool, shaking off the encounter. [[Head to the pool->September 7th- Pool 2]]\ <</replace>> <</if>> <</link>> <<else>><<set $outfit to "swim">>\ Just as you turn to head back out to the pool, you hear someone else come in. A chubby girl with dirty blonde hair comes around the corner and pauses when she sees you. You're pretty sure you recognize her from club--it's Meghan.<<if $joanSwim1Bully > 0>> The one who seemed to be buddies with Joan...<</if>> "Oh hey... uh... nah I'm not gonna pretend. I have literally no idea what your name is," she says. She heads to an open locker and starts to slide off the teal overshirt she's wearing. "Practicing?" <<if $joanSwim1Bully > 0>>"Yeah..." you say, giving her a slight glare before starting to walk around her. "Aw don't be like that, not like //I// shoved your head up my butt," she chuckles. She grins as she starts to take off her shorts, giving her butt a light smack. "We could give that a try if you wanted though!" "Ugh, get away from me!" you say, hurrying away. You hear her laughing to herself as you step out into the hall.<<else>>"Yep," you reply, giving her a slight nod. "Nice. Same," she says. There's an awkward pause, then you walk around her to leave the room without another word.<</if>> [[Head to the pool->September 7th- Pool 2]]\ <</if>>

<<if ($malloryTargetKayla > 1) and !$ateKayla and !$kaylaWarnedAboutMallory>> <<goto [[Emma's Party- Interruption in The Halls]]>> <<else>> <<goto [[September 7th- Emma's Party Start]]>> <</if>>

<<Time 15>>\ You make your way back through the halls of Karbo to your dorm, moving a bit slowly under the heft of your gut. Emma isn't inside when you arrive, likely still off setting things up for the party later. You drop back onto your bed with a contented sigh, the mattress creaking a bit under the extra weight. At first, you find your attention drawn once again to your soft, shrinking gut. You massage your hands over your plush skin with a grin, squeezing at the sloshing mess trapped beneath the surface. Once you've had your fun, you instead pull out your laptop, working yourself into as comfortable of a position as you can manage with the extra bulk. A couple hours slip by as you bounce between games and browsing the internet, idly playing with your shrinking belly the whole time, but you're brought back to reality when Emma finally returns to the dorm. Checking the time, it's already 5 o'clock. <<if $emmaRel < 1>>"Oh, hey $name," she says, sounding like she's in a hurry. She pauses for a moment, clearly noticing your belly, but doesn't comment. She heads straight for her dresser and digs around for something, going right to the bathroom to change once she finds whatever it is. "Hey," you reply, barely glancing up from your computer. She stays in the bathroom for quite a while, and when she emerges she's totally transformed, now wearing a skirt and a gaudy pink and blue top<<if !$emmaInjured>>, as well as having her hair tied up in a high-resting ponytail<</if>>. "The party's starting soon! Remember, it's in the lounge," she says as she passes by, heading back into the hall as quickly as she'd arrived. You sigh and close your laptop--it's not like you have anything else going on tonight, so you may as well head over now. <<if $wardrobeUniform or $wardrobeLight>>As you get up and stretch out a little after sitting for so long, you think about what you'd like to wear.<<else>>You get up, stretch a little, use the bathroom, then head out to make your way over to the lounge.<</if>>\ <<else>>\ "Heya $name!" she says as she hurries into the room. She pauses as she notices your belly. "Um, had a good morning?" "Yeah, you could say that," you say, patting your belly. "Probably not the most effective workout, but definitely one of my best visits to the gym." "Uh-huh. I guess I can trust that <<if $totalPrey > 5>>you've gotten it out of your system<<else>>you won't be looking for a meal at the party<</if>>?" she says with a slight laugh, kneeling down to dig through her dresser. "Everything's all set <<if $totalPrey < 6>>by the way<<else>>for the party<</if>>, it'll be starting soon! I've just gotta get dressed for the occasion." <<if $totalPrey > 5>>"No promises~" you tease. "But I'm glad to hear everything's going smoothly!"<<else>>"Good! Glad to hear everything's going smoothly," you say.<</if>> "Yeah, I'm so excited! Give me a minute to get changed," she says, heading into the bathroom with the outfit she'd put together. She stays in there for quite a while, and when she eventually emerges she's totally transformed. Her simple blue shirt has been swapped out for an asymmetric, layered tank top. The outer layer has a bright blue and pink gradient, angled downward to rest higher on her left side than the right and sporting a row of frills along the bottom edge, while a black underlayer sticks out below, slanted the opposite way. Instead of shorts, she's now wearing a short black skirt, resting low enough to leave quite a bit of her tanned midriff exposed.<<if !$emmaInjured>> She's even done her hair up differently, tying it back in a high resting ponytail and clipping on a few blue hair pins that seem to be purely for aesthetics.<</if>> "Ta-da!" she says, striking a little pose. "Ready to party!" "Wow, you look <<if $emmaRel < 4>>great!" you say.<<else>>amazing!" you say, blushing slightly from her more provocative look.<</if>> "Thanks, this is one of my favorite outfits!<<if $emmaAteBetty>> Though it's, uh, actually a little snug after yesterday..." she says sheepishly.<<else>>" she beams.<</if>> "I've gotta get back to the lounge, but I'll see you there!" "Yeah, see ya!" you call after her as she heads back out into the hall. You close your laptop and push it aside, deciding it's probably about time that you got ready as well. <<if $wardrobeUniform or $wardrobeLight>>As you get up and stretch out a little after sitting for so long, you think about what you'd like to wear.<<else>>You get up, stretch a little, use the bathroom, then change back into more casual clothes. It's a bit of a struggle with your belly in the way, but you'd rather not show up looking like you just came from the gym. Once you're dressed, you head out to make your way over to the lounge.<</if>>\ <</if>> <<if $wardrobeUniform or $wardrobeLight>>\ \ <<if $wardrobeLight>><<link "Wear lighter, more revealing clothes">><<replace "#clothes">>Inspired by Emma's bold look, you decide to change into something lighter, throwing on a loose spaghetti strap top and a skirt. It really emphasizes your still-bloated belly, your shirt riding up a bit and leaving some of your midriff on display, but you don't mind. Once you're changed, you head out the door.<<set $outfit to "light">> [[Head to the party->September 7th- Emma's Party: Kayla Check]]<</replace>><</link>> <</if>><<if $wardrobeUniform>><<link "Wear a school uniform">><<replace "#clothes">>Smirking, you decide to wear the school uniform you got. It //does// look nicer than your current clothes, and it might be cute to wear it in celebration of surviving the first week. With your still-bloated belly in the way, you have to leave the bottom buttons undone on your shirt, but if anything it adds to the look. Once you're changed, you head out the door.<<set $outfit to "uniform">> [[Head to the party->September 7th- Emma's Party: Kayla Check]]<</replace>><</link>> <</if>><<link "Just change back into your usual clothes">><<replace "#clothes">>After thinking about it for a moment, you decide that you don't feel the need to dress up at all, but you'll at least do the bare minimum of changing out of your workout clothes. It's a little difficult with your belly in the way, but with a bit of effort you're able to change back into your casual outfit before heading out the door.<<set $outfit to "normal">> [[Head to the party->September 7th- Emma's Party: Kayla Check]]<</replace>><</link>> <<else>>[[Head to the party->September 7th- Emma's Party: Kayla Check]]<<set $outfit to "normal">><</if>>

<<Time 11.5>><<set $ateKayla to true>><<set $day7TriedToEatKayla to true>><<if hasVisited("Workout- Insult Kayla")>><<set _fridayInsult to true>><<else>><<set _fridayInsult to false>><</if>><<set _braceCountered to false>><<set _woundedMassage to false>><<set _firstDayTaunt to false>><<set _eatenTaunt to false>><<set _betrayalTaunt to false>>\ <<set $preyName to "Kayla">><<set $preyHealthMax to 30>><<set $preyResilience to 4>><<set $preyFrustration to 0>><<set $preyExhaustion to 0>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "Kayla_PredActions">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "Kayla_Struggle">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "Eat Kayla(TEXT)">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Eat Kayla- Failure">><<set $preySize to 5>><<set $fullness += $preySize>>\ You smirk, deciding to accept the challenge.<<if $malloryTargetKayla is 1>> You can't just let it slide if someone's spreading rumours about you, you can't even count the ways that that could cause problems for you here.<<elseif $eatenByKayla>> After yesterday, some payback is definitely in order.<</if>> Turning away from the door, you start to quietly follow behind her. You look her over again, her impressive physique clear even from the back. Taking her by surprise seems like it may be your only chance with her clear advantage in strength. Luckily, she seems to be a little lost in thought at the moment. After a brief pause to steel yourself, you rush forward, aiming to grab her from behind. At first, it works. She's already within range of your arms before she takes notice of your approach, and you're able to get a good hold around her shoulders. She shouts in protest as your lips push down over her head. Then, she kicks her heel back into your shin so hard that you instinctively stumble back, a sharp pain racing through your leg. In the same breath, she pulls her upper body forward, breaking your weakened grip and freeing her head. She twirls around to face you, both of you slightly disoriented from the exchange. <<if $metKayla>>\ <<if $malloryTargetKayla is 1>>"Wha--$name? What the hell are you doing..?" Kayla says, looking shocked to find that you're her assailant. "What do you think?" you say, scowling at her. You take a step forward, not willing to give up so easily. "According to you I'm just a ruthless glutton that eats anyone, regardless of how close we are, right? I want to make sure I'm living up to your expectations..." "What the hell are you talking about?" she says. <<if $kaylaWarnedAboutMallory>>She narrows her eyes. "Wait, this isn't about whatever the fuck Mallory told you, is it? You're seriously going to believe her? I told you that was bullshit!"<<else>>"I don't know who told you something like that, but it's pure bullshit!"<</if>> "Yeah, yeah, of course you'd say that," you reply. "You're just trying to save your own skin. Now come here, you can argue your case with my stomach.~"<<elseif $eatenByKayla>>"You again!" Kayla growls, clenching her fists. "Didn't learn your lesson yesterday?" "What, did you think I was just going to let that slide?" you say, taking a step forward. You're cautious after that kick, but not willing to give up so easily. "I figured it was time I showed you how a real predator does it.~"<<elseif _fridayInsult>>"You again!" Kayla growls, clenching her fists. "I //knew// I shouldn't have let you go yesterday..." "Hey, you started this by coming after me over such a little thing," you say, taking a step forward. You're cautious after that kick, but not willing to give up so easily. "But I know a perfect way to finish it.~"<<elseif $kaylaRel < 1>>"$name? You fucking..." Kayla growls, clenching her fists. "I //knew// you were trouble!" "Hey, this is what we're here for, isn't it?" you taunt, taking a step towards her. You're cautious after that kick, but not willing to give up so easily. "I'm just trying to improve my diet, haven't been getting enough protein lately.~"<<else>>"Wha--$name? Seriously?" Kayla says, scowling. She clenches her fists. "The hell do you think you're doing?" "Well, breakfast this morning wasn't all that filling and I haven't been getting enough protein lately," you say, taking a step towards her. You're cautious after that kick, but not willing to give up so easily. "Can't you help out a friend with her diet?"<</if>>\ <<else>>\ "Hands off, puta!" the girl growls, clenching her fists. "Who the hell do you think you are?" "Someone whose breakfast wasn't filling enough," you taunt, taking a step towards her. You're cautious after that kick, but not willing to give up so easily. "You'd probably serve me better //after// my workout, but I can't let this opportunity slide by."\ <</if>> "Ha! You really think <<if $metKayla>>//you//<<else>>you<</if>> can handle me?" she says, taking a step closer in turn. "I cou--HEY!" She raises a finger into your face as she boasts, and you take advantage of her overconfidence by snatching her wrist and shoving her hand into your mouth. The move seems to catch her off guard at first, giving you a chance to secure your grip, but she's quick to retaliate, throwing a punch toward your gut with her left hand. You manage to grab her other arm before it connects, softening the blow enough to bear it. With a stalemate achieved for now, you swallow and drag her right hand down into your throat, determined not to lose her this time. @@color:yellowgreen;You overpowered your prey.@@ "Get off!" she says. She tries to pull her hand free, and even makes a little progress, but another swallow easily drags it back down. You grapple with her, barely keeping her left arm restrained while her right rests halfway down your throat. You try to pull her other hand toward your mouth, but she resists, maintaining the awkward stalemate. Then, she makes the mistake of going for another kick. It connects--and you're pretty sure your shin is going to be sore for the rest of the day at this point--but you push forward in your attempts to wrestle her other arm at the same time, sending you both toppling onto the ground when you stumble from the blow. She grunts as she slams into the ground, the weight of your body collapsing on top of her. You gag as the impact forces her arm deeper. But, moving quickly to take advantage of the situation, you force her left hand into your mouth while she's disoriented from taking the harder fall. "Damn it, I said get off!" she shouts. She shifts her arms against your throat, but with her body pinned to the ground she can't find the leverage to overcome you. You swallow, asserting your control over the situation by locking her arms down completely. Finally, you feel like you have the upper hand. There's a look of pure rage on her face as she stares up at you, her chest heaving from the exertion of her struggle thus far. You swallow again, your lips gliding down her firm, muscular arms. You're treated to a pleasant salty flavor as her skin glides across your tongue. "You think I won't just punch a hole in your stomach when I get there?" she growls, pulling back as hard as she can. "Get off me<<if !$metKayla>>, creep<</if>>!" You press on, grabbing her by the armpits to start easing the rest of her body up towards your mouth. Bit by bit, her arms disappear down your throat, squirming inside of you as she tries in vain to break away. She doesn't bother voicing her protest again, only letting out an outraged grunt as your lips begin to slide over her head. Being careful to maintain your dominant position, you move slowly, even as your throat begins to feel strained. You shift back a little with each swallow, keeping her body pinned beneath you as you pull her up into your mouth. Her head squeezes down into your throat, followed by her shoulders, then her chest. Her bra is uncomfortably moist from her recent workout and leaves an unpleasant taste on your tongue. She quickly makes it up to you, however, when you start to advance down her midriff. The rich, salty flavor of her skin returns as her stomach slides across your tongue. You let yourself explore the sensation a little, running your tongue along the subtle bumps and grooves formed by her abs. You aren't used to having such well-toned prey. She starts to squirm a bit more vigorously, clearly not pleased with the probing. Already satisfied with your investigation, you resume swallowing your meal. You don't make it much further before having to change your tactics, reaching the point where it's impossible to keep her pinned under you if you want to continue swallowing. You grab her hips--her firm butt offering a surprising amount of resistance as your fingers press against it--and start to pull her up overhead. She begins to kick and flail her legs as soon as they're free, but with your position on the ground it doesn't accomplish much. Eager to finally finish, you pick up the pace, pulling her legs into your mouth in time with your swallows. Before long, your lips seal behind her feet, and you feel the last of the powerful girl drift down your throat towards your waiting belly. "//*UUURRRrrp!*// Hah... Starting to rethink all that big //*OURP*// talk?" you taunt, giving your swollen gut a firm smack. You lean back into a more comfortable position, deciding that it's probably best to stay where you are while she's still kicking... even if that means awkwardly sitting in the middle of one of the courtyard paths. Your bloated belly hangs in front of you, making your shirt ride up enough to look like it's a crop top. "I can't believe this!" <<if $metKayla>>Kayla<<else>>the girl<</if>> roars, shifting within you. She seems to just be trying to orient herself, for now. "Spit me out //right now// puta! Or you're gonna regret it!" You laugh, smacking your belly again. "Show me what you've got~" you taunt.<<set $sceneAttack to 0>><<set $sceneDefense to 0>><<done>><<include $sceneActionsLink>><<replace "#actionReminder">><<PredActionReminder>><</replace>><</done>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "predOptions">></div>

<<if $turn is 1>> <<set $predAction to "crush">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Did you really think you could get away with it?" Alice says, her tone menacing. You feel the walls start to tighten around you, along with the subtle pressure of her arms wrapping around her belly. "That provoking me would end any //*URP*// other way?" she continues, starting to squeeze her muscles even harder. "You're absolutely pathetic. Finding someone to replace Betty at this point is going to take //weeks//, so I'm going to make sure this hurts..." With that, she presses in with her arms as hard as she can, still squeezing you with her stomach muscles, painfully compressing your form. The slimy walls surrounding you wrap tight around every inch of your body, grinding against you as she keeps you locked in her crushing embrace. Moving at all proves difficult, and she doesn't seem intent on letting up any time soon. <</append>> <<elseif ($lastAction is "normal") or ($lastAction is "strong")>> <<set $predAction to "crush">> <<if !_firstRetaliationCrush>> <<set _firstRetaliationCrush to true>> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Is that the //*urp*// best you can do? Pathetic," Alice growls. You feel the slick flesh of her stomach crash in around you, crushing you tight enough that you cry out in pain. But she isn't finished--she plants her hands firmly on the sides of her gut and pushes in with all the strength she can muster, her arms subtly trembling from the exertion. "Now sit still and fucking //digest//!" <</append>> <<else>> <<set _predActionIntensity to 0>> <<include "preyPredAction">> <</if>> <<elseif ($progress > 2) or ($acidStage > 2)>> <<set $predAction to "crush">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <<elseif $progress > 1>> <<set $predAction to "squeeze">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <<elseif $acidStage is 1>> <<set $predAction to "shake">> <<if !_firstShake>> <<set _firstShake to true>> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> You hear Alice let out a condescending laugh under her breath. "That's right, sit still and die in there," she says. You feel her grab at the sides of her belly, then give it a rough shake, sending the small amount of acid that's built up splashing all around the chamber. "I'd like to get this over with quickly." She gives her belly another shake, making her acid slosh and shift around within the fleshy confines of her stomach again. You wince as some of the frothing liquid splashes up into your face. It occurs to you that she's not just doing it to taunt you--she's deliberately spreading her acid around to try and wear you down faster. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "preyPredAction">> <</if>> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "massage">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "This would be sad if I didn't already expect so little from you," Alice says, drumming her fingers along her belly.<<if $lastAction is "weak">> She doesn't seem to be worried at all about your subdued struggling.<</if>> She sighs, and you feel her start to run her hands along her gut, applying soothing pressure to her strained skin. "<<if $ateCassidy or $samAteCassidy>>I mean, you couldn't even //*urp*// handle //Cassidy// without help, how much more pathetic can you get...<<else>>I'm sure you had to get help from one of your worthless friends to take down Betty, how could you ever //*uurp*// hope to handle me by yourself?<</if>> <</append>> <</if>>

<<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "weak">> <<if _eatenBefore and ($healthThreshold > 2) and !_smugStruggled>> <<set _smugStruggled to true>> <<append "#digestion">> You shake your head within the darkness of her gut, a slight smirk on your lips. She couldn't handle you before, how much could a few days really change things? You start to push out against the slick, shifting flesh around you, putting only a minimal amount of effort into your struggling to conserve your energy. She might talk big, but after last time you're ready to call her bluff. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<case "strong">> <<if !_retaliationStruggle and _firstRetaliationCrush>> <<set _retaliationStruggle to true>> <<append "#digestion">> With a roar, you start to lash out at her stomach in defiance. If she's going to fight hard, you'll just fight back harder. You kick and shove at the flesh surrounding you, no clear pattern or intent behind your movements beyond punishing her stomach, letting your frustration at her taunting bleed into every push. "If you really think you can keep me down, <<if $ateCassidy or $samAteCassidy>>then you're even dumber than your roommate was<<else>>you're dead wrong<</if>>!" you shout, your voice strained with exhaustion from the exertion. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<case "damaged">> <<if $healthThreshold is 3>> <<append "#digestion">> You grunt as the stomach walls knead against you, every little movement starting to create quick pricks of pain where it rubs against your exposed skin. You can already feel the tingling sensation of her acid at work spreading across your entire body<<if $acidStage < 1>>, even with how little has built up<</if>>. Alice seems to take notice of your reaction and gives her belly a condescending pat. "What's wrong, wearing down in there?" she sneers, pushing down hard on your head for a moment. "Good. I hope it hurts every step of the way." "This is nothing," you snap back. "It's pathetic how weak your stomach is..!" @@color:red;You can feel the digestive process starting to affect you.@@ <</append>> <<elseif $healthThreshold is 1>> <<append "#digestion">> You cough, the heavy, acrid air finally starting to get to you. It's becoming hard to focus, and every inch of your body either stings or has already gone numb from exposure to her stomach acid. @@color:red;If you don't get out soon...@@ "Are you ready to //*urp*// give up yet?" Alice says, giving her belly a quick squeeze. "Even for a worthless slut like you, it should be obvious you don't have a chance by now." <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<case "progress">> <<if $progress is 2>> <<append "#digestion">> Alice grunts and clutches her belly, one of your blows seeming to strike a sore spot. The walls tense up around you for a moment, but the sensation is fleeting. Just as you're gearing up to repeat the motion, Alice presses in //hard// from either side, painfully locking your arms at your side. "Get it through your //*Uurrp*// stupid little head that you are //never// getting out of there," she growls, grinding her hands against you. "So stop wasting my time and give in already..." @@color:chartreuse;You're wearing her down, keep pushing!@@ <</append>> <<elseif $progress is 3>> <<set $predHealth += 4>> <<append "#digestion">> The walls start to shudder and shake, accompanied by a sour groan. Encouraged by the clear signs of distress, you give a hard shove to the flesh around you in all directions. It works--the walls crash in on you as you push Alice over the edge. Waves of pressure start to wash over you from below, forcing you up until your head squeezes back into her esophagus. But then... you come to a stop. You can feel Alice grabbing at her belly to try and push you back, swallowing furiously all the while. You try to squirm against her hold to no avail--after a few seconds, her stomach walls relax and what little of you had managed to escape is forced back into the slimy pit of her gut. "//No!//" she growls, still pushing hard against her belly from the outside even with your escape attempt thwarted. "You are //not// getting out! <<if _eatenBefore>>Never again! <</if>>I am Alice fucking Mercato, and you're a worthless //nobody//, you're nothing to me!" @@color:lime;Keep it up, she can't hold out much longer!@@ <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<default>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</switch>>

<<Time 11.25>>\ <<if $progress < 3>>The walls start to shudder and shake, accompanied by a sour groan. Encouraged by the clear signs of distress, you give a hard shove to the flesh around you in all directions. It works--the walls crash in on you as you push Alice over the edge. Waves of pressure start to wash over you from below, forcing you up until your head squeezes back into her esophagus.<<else>>You clench your fists and take a deep breath, then roar in outrage. You thrash and fight wildly against the walls of her stomach, refusing to let her get away with making a meal out of you. Before long, her slimy flesh tightens around you, waves of pressure shifting upward. You keep squirming even as your head squeezes back up into her esophagus from her stomach's clear rejection, refusing to give her a chance to swallow you back down again this time.<</if>> "No..!" Alice grunts. You can feel her grabbing at her belly, trying to push you back down from the outside. "You... belong... in my gut..!" Despite her resistance, you can feel that she's fighting a losing battle. Inch by inch, your head pushes higher up into her throat, the intense pressure starting to make you lightheaded with how slow your ascent has become. Her stomach relentlessly squeezes at your body, maintaining its rhythmic cadence as it forces you out. Alice gags as your head pushes up into the back of her throat. You can feel her pushing on the bulge that you're making in her neck, but her efforts continue to do nothing but delay the inevitable. Slowly, your face slides back across her tongue, then your head begins to crown through her lips. In a last ditch effort, she plants a hand firmly on the top of your head and pushes down //hard//. At first, it works and you feel yourself slide back into her mouth after your brief taste of freedom. But her stomach has had enough--a spasm so strong that you're briefly concerned you broke something tears through the slick flesh of her insides, and she immediately gives up any resistance. Your body surges out of hers and out onto the rough ground of the courtyard. <<if $turn < 3>>You quickly push yourself up, coughing a couple times. Your body is drenched in her stomach acid and a little sore from the drawn out escape, but for the most part you're fine. After getting back on your feet, you turn to look at Alice with a glare.<<elseif $turn < 8>>You carefully push yourself up into a sitting position, coughing a couple times. Your head feels a little foggy and your body is sore, every inch of you covered in digestive fluids. A chill runs across your skin--your clothes have been mostly eaten away by the efforts of her stomach, your shorts completely gone and your shirt tattered and barely hanging on. You struggle up onto your feet, then turn to look at Alice with a glare.<<else>>You stay laying on the ground for a moment, coughing and gasping for fresh air. Your arms tremble a little when you finally push yourself up, stiff and sore from your length stay inside her gut. A chill runs across your skin--your clothes have been completely stripped away by her stomach acid, a few scraps of what's left of them visible in the small pool that hitched a ride with you. You struggle up onto your feet, then turn to look at Alice with a glare, covering your exposed body with your hands.<</if>> "Im...possible..." Alice weakly spits out between an intense fit of coughing and sputtering. She's doubled over on the ground next to you, that final push that freed you clearly less than pleasant from her end. <<if $eatenByAlice or $eatenByAliceCookout or $eatenByAliceDay4>>"What did I say? You've already proven you can't keep me down, this was a waste of time," you say, scowling at her.<<else>>"Was that really the best you could do?" you taunt.<</if>> She starts to say something in response, but gets cut off by another fit of coughing. Feeling drained from your escape and eager to get cleaned up, you just scoff at her, then turn away to head towards Karbo.<<if $aliceRel > -5>> <<if $aliceRel is -4>><<Alice -1>><<elseif $aliceRel is -3>><<Alice -2>><<else>><<Alice -3>><</if>><</if>> <<include "playerPreyEscape">>[[Go get cleaned up->Eaten by Alice Day 7- Recovery]]

You hurry off toward Karbo<<if $outfitState is "gone">>, shielding your naked body with your hands<</if>>. When you step inside you're met by a small group of girls hanging around in the lobby, all of whom turn to look at you as you enter. One looks sympathetic, but the rest laugh at the state that you're in. You hurry past them and into the hall<<if $outfitState is "gone">>, blushing furiously.<</if>> Luckily, since it's the weekend, you manage to be spared of any more judging eyes on your way back to your dorm. That includes Emma, who's still nowhere to be found when you step into the room. You grab your towel and hurry into the bathroom, not bothering to grab a change of clothes yet or even close the door. <<if $outfitState is "drenched">>You turn on the shower, then strip off your soiled clothes as the water warms up. While they initially held up, the acid did enough damage that it doesn't seem worth trying to save them and you toss the sad pile of fabric into the trash. Then, you step into the warm stream of water to finally get clean. <<elseif $outfitState is "damaged">>You turn on the shower, then strip off the remains of your clothes as the water warms up. They did enough to retain your decency on the trip back, but there isn't really much left to save, so you toss the sad pile of fabric into the trash. Then, you step into the warm stream of water to finally get clean. <<else>>You turn on the shower and immediately stop inside, caring more about getting clean than you do about the water being a bit cold at first. <</if>>You breathe a sigh of relief as the slime covering your body is rinsed away. You think back on the situation as you begin to wash yourself, using a liberal amount of soap to make sure you don't spend the rest of the day smelling like the inside of a stomach. As smug as you may be to her face, you have to admit that Alice was //dangerously// competent back there. You hadn't expected her to get that upset about Betty that quickly--you'll have to be cautious until you're able to deal with her directly. You let the soothing warmth of the shower wash over you for longer than just what you needed to get clean, but you don't let yourself linger too long. Once you notice your fingers starting to prune, you turn off the water and step out of the shower to dry off, then head back into the room to get dressed. As you're pulling your shirt over your head, your stomach grumbles, and you realize that you've worked up quite an appetite from your escape. [[Go get lunch->September 7th- Afternoon]]<<set $outfitState to "normal">><<set $outfit to "normal">>

<<if $preyHealth <= 0>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $lastAction is "crush">> "Come on..." Kayla grunts, starting to gain ground in your stalemate. "It'll take a lot more muscle than a wimp like you can--" Her retort gets cut off by a pained cry as one of her arms seems to give out on her. You immediately move to take advantage of her faltering, adjusting your grip to keep her arms pinned in a useless position. You lean forward even more, pressing down on her with your entire body. "F-Fuck..." you faintly hear Kayla groan, her voice weak. You continue to bear down on her, putting as much power as you can onto crushing her into submission. You find yourself grinning, starting to revel in the feeling of overpowering someone who <<if $eatenByKayla>>once came close to digesting you herself<<else>>could have easily kicked your ass in any other circumstances<</if>>. Now, you're the one on top, and she's nothing but meat for your stomach to churn up into mush. Eventually, it becomes too difficult to maintain your grip and you relent, though with the intimately tight hold you had you could tell she stopped moving a while ago. Your stomach remains still and silent even as you lean back into a normal sitting position, and a subtle rumbling sensation starts to rise through your body. "//*OURRRrrrrup!*// Not bad for a wimp, huh?" you say, giving the side of your belly a firm slap. There's still no response. "And here I thought you'd //*uurp*// be a challenge.<<if $malloryTargetKayla is 1>><<set $malloryUseful += 1>> I'd like to see you run your mouth now...<</if>>~" <<else>> You start to gently run your hands along your gut, grinning. Kayla's once-powerful blows are clearly starting to weaken, her resistance no longer feeling painful at all. More like a massage to your inner flesh. With one last push forward, she seems to go still, breathing heavily. You give your belly a light squeeze. "What's wrong? You seemed so confident I didn't //*urp*// stand a chance," you say. "Here I thought you would be tough." To your surprise, there's no response at first, she stays still and silent. Tracing her outline with your fingers as you soothe your belly, you can tell that she's curled up, hugging her legs. Your stomach lets out a roaring groan, announcing its triumph over its meal. "Come on, all //*urp*// that and you're just gonna go out with a whimper?" you say. "I don't know why I ever thought this would turn out any other way..." she mutters. "<<if $metKayla>>Done in by a<<else>>Some<</if>> wimpy little <<if $fat > 34>>fatass<<else>>brat<</if>> too, probably what I deserve..." "Ugh, really?" you say. You smack the side of your belly. "Could you stop throwing a pity party in there? <<if $malloryTargetKayla is 1>><<set $malloryUseful += 1>>It's your own fault you're in there, spreading stupid rumors like that. How many people did you go around telling that I //*uurp*// ate my nonexistent sister, or whatever the fuck? Or were you just trying to turn me and Mallory against each other for some reason?" <<if $kaylaWarnedAboutMallory>>"I told you, she's the one making shit up..!" Kayla protests. She makes a weak push against your stomach, barely even making a visible bump on the outside. "You're doing exactly what she wants! Come on, don't digest me over this bullshit..!"<<else>>"What... Mallory..? Fuck, of course this is on her!" Kayla replies. She makes a weak push against your stomach, barely even making a visible bump on the outside. "$name come on, she's lying to you! I haven't talked to her since Sunday, don't digest me over this bullshit..!"<</if>> Not buying her pleading, you look down at your belly with a scowl, wrapping your arms around it. You squeeze inward, clenching your muscles as well to punish her for trying to weasel out of this. An odd sense of excitement starts to rise through you when she grunts and offers no resistance. Finding yourself reveling in the feeling of overpowering someone who could have easily kicked your ass in any other circumstances, you start to squeeze in even harder, keeping up your hold as long as you can. When you finally release, your prey remains motionless, and you can't hear a sound beyond the gurgling of your stomach working to break her down. You feel a subtle rumbling sensation start to rise through your body. "//*OURRRrrrrup!*// I'm afraid it's a little too late for that~" you say giving the side of your belly a firm slap. There's still no response. <<else>> <<if $eatenByKayla>>This is payback for when you tried to eat //me//<<else>>You're like the strongest prey I've ever eaten<</if>>, I want to celebrate and //*uuurp*// gloat here. You're killing the mood." "Sorry to disappoint," Kayla hisses, pushing out at the walls of your stomach. It barely even makes a visible bump on the outside. "You don't deserve to enjoy this, asshole..." You look down at your belly with a scowl, wrapping your arms around it. You squeeze inward, clenching your muscles as well to punish her for the comment. An odd sense of excitement starts to rise through you when she grunts and offers no resistance. Finding yourself reveling in the feeling of overpowering someone who <<if $eatenByKayla>>once came close to digesting you herself<<else>>could have easily kicked your ass in any other circumstances<</if>>, you start to squeeze in even harder, keeping up your hold as long as you can. When you finally release, your prey remains motionless, and you can't hear a sound beyond the gurgling of your stomach working to break her down. You feel a subtle rumbling sensation start to rise through your body. "//*OURRRrrrrup!*// Sorry to disappoint," you say in a mocking tone. Your belly visibly shrinks a little after expelling the excess gas. "But I //did// enjoy that.~" <</if>> <</if>> @@color:lime;Kayla has been digested!@@<<if ($malloryUseful > 0) and ($malloryRel < 3)>> <<Mallory 1>><</if>> With the struggle over, you carefully push yourself back up onto your feet, stumbling a little under the weight of your gut at first. You make a brief attempt to pull down your tank top--still scrunched up under your chest from your belly expanding--but quickly give up and decide to leave the bloated symbol of your triumph on display for all to see. Once you've adjusted to your weight, you hobble over to a nearby bench and sit down with a contented sigh, leaning back and draping your arms along the back. Eating her was enough of a workout for today, now you just plan to sit back and relax. You stay there for a while, enjoying the pleasant afternoon sun while your belly churns away at your meal. It spills out between your legs, weighing heavy on the bench even as it begins to soften. Kayla made for quite the dense meal. However, before long even her hardened body is reduced to nothing but a soft, squishy stew inside your gut. You eventually get up to return to your room, what remains of your prey noisily sloshing around inside of you as you rise from your seat. You find yourself groping at your belly absentmindedly while you walk, enjoying the sensation of your fingers sinking into your own soft flesh. <<include "playerPredEnd">>[[Return to your dorm->September 7th-Afternoon 2]]<<set $day7Workout to false>><<set $metKayla to true>><<set $kaylaEnd to "player">><<set $kaylaRel to Math.max(-5, $kaylaRel - 5)>> <</append>> <</if>>

<<set _roll to random(1, 2)>> <<if $turn is 0>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<set _preyActionIntensity to 0>> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Ha! You asked for it..." <<if $metKayla>>Kayla<<else>>the girl<</if>> says. Almost immediately, a sharp pain strikes in your stomach as she punches hard enough to make a concerningly stretched bulge in your gut. Then she shoves her weight to the side, only to punch the opposite wall with the same force as before, already kicking up a worrying ache--you may have bitten off more than you can chew. <<if $metKayla>>"A wimp like you's got no shot at keeping me down!"<<else>>"A wimp like you could never keep Kayla Carillo down!"<</if>> <</append>> <<elseif $lastAction is "crush">> /* may need to reevaluate how her special "finished off with a crush" behavior works, or even remove her blocking crush entirely, for now the check to not have a message if this would finish her off is just removed */ <<set $preyAction to "struggle">> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<addclass "#crush" "hide">> <<set $noCrush to true>> <<append "#digestion">> "Nice try..." Kayla grunts, holding the walls of your stomach at bay. You press your hands against the sides of your belly and clench your muscles even tighter, intent on crushing her into submission. This proves to be a serious mistake. Even under the increased pressure, she's able to give a powerful kick forward, completely breaking your hold. You cry out in pain, a sensation that almost feels like you tore something flashing through your abdomen. Clearly, that kind of approach is not going to work against her. "It'll take a lot more muscle than a wimp like you can muster to keep me down!" <</append>> <<elseif $preyHealthThreshold <= 1>> <<set $preyAction to "struggle">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <<elseif $preyExhaustion > 2>> <<set $preyAction to "rest">> <<set $preyExhaustion -= 3>> <<set $preyVulnerable -= 2>> <<append "#digestion">> Your belly goes oddly still. Kayla braces her arms against your stomach, but not with nearly the confidence she's had before. You can hear, and somewhat feel, that she's breathing heavily. "Come on Kayla... you've got this, girl, she can't hold out much longer..." she mumbles to herself. "Get back in there..." <</append>> <<elseif $lastPreyAction is "brace">> <<if _braceCountered>> <<set $preyAction to "struggle">> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<set _braceCountered to false>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> "Ugh, come on! Don't play dirty with me!" Kayla protests. She lashes out against the walls of your stomach, kicking and shoving with clear irritation. It's still far from trivial, given her strength, but her aimless efforts feel much more manageable. <<else>> "Cut it out!" Kayla snaps, giving a shove to the walls around her. "Asshole!" She starts to lash out indiscriminately, your treatment clearly striking a nerve. You watch the bulges in your belly shift around, her blows still having a worrying amount of power behind them despite being aimless. But, it definitely feels more manageable than when she's being strategic about it. <</if>> <</append>> <<else>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> Your stomach lurches as Kayla jumps into action, giving a powerful punch forward that stretches your belly. Then she gives another, this time to the right. She starts to absolutely pummel the walls of your stomach, the surface of your gut visibly writhing with all of the movement. You grimace and clutch your belly as a sour groan rumbles through the air. "Spit me out now and I'll stop before I break something!" she shouts. <<else>> Kayla kicks into action, pushing out //hard// against your stomach with all four of her limbs. Then your belly is able to relax as she pulls back into a tight ball... only to suddenly lash out just as hard again. She keeps up the rhythmic motion without a hint of losing steam, your gut visibly expanding and contracting with her movements. You recognize what she's doing--it's the "heartbeat maneuver" Slate taught about in Escapism. Judging by the ache Kayla's kicking up, she clearly wasn't lying about it's effectiveness... "I hope this hurts!" she shouts, panting from the amount of effort she's putting in. <</if>> <</append>> <</if>> <<else>> <<set $preyAction to "brace">> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> Kayla shifts inside of you, her movements fairly reserved for now. She seems to curl up into a tight position, hugging her legs. You don't get the feeling she's one to play defensively and she's suspiciously still right now--she must be preparing for something. <<else>> You grunt as Kayla shoves out at the walls of your stomach, firmly planting her feet and pushing out against your flesh with her arms. However, she stays locked in that position, holding a rigid stance that keeps your stomach at bay. You faintly hear her taking a deep breath--one of preparation. <</if>> <</append>> <</if>> <<append "#digestion">> <</append>>

<<set _roll to random(1,2)>> /* REMEMBER TO INCLUDE VARIABLE CHANGES IN UNIQUE DIALOGUE */ <<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "massage">> <<if ($progress > 1) and !_woundedMassage>> <<set _woundedMassage to true>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> You run your hands along the surface of your aching belly, doing everything that you can to soothe it<<if ($preyAction is "rage") or ($preyAction is "struggle")>> even as Kayla thrashes inside<</if>>. You push your fingers in deep, desperate for some kind of relief against the powerful struggling of your meal. You're beginning to worry you weren't actually up to the task of handling her. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "crush">> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<if $preyHealthThreshold is 1>> <<append "#digestion">> Grimacing, you wrap your arms around your belly, attempting to put a stop to her wild thrashing. You squeeze in tight, starting to lean forward to press her against the ground at the same time. Feeling the pressure, she shifts to focus her efforts more on holding you at bay, pushing back against your embrace with her arms. <</append>> <<else>> <<append "#digestion">> You scowl at your belly, irritated with the level of resistance she's putting up. You lean forward a bit, using your position on the ground to your advantage to pin her beneath you, then clench your muscles tight. As soon as you start to put pressure on her, however, she pushes back, holding her ground. <</append>> <</if>> <<case "taunt">> <<if !_betrayalTaunt and ($malloryTargetKayla is 1)>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<set _betrayalTaunt to true>> <<append "#digestion">> "This is what happens when you go around //*urp*// talking shit, you know," you say, giving your belly a shove. "I mean, did you really think you could get away with spreading bullshit rumours like that here, of all places?" "The only one spreading bullshit is <<if $kaylaWarnedAboutMallory>>Mallory<<else>>whoever told you that<</if>>, dumbass!" Kayla protests. "Uh-huh, sure. Tell it to my stomach acid," you reply, shoving at your belly again. <</append>> <<elseif !_eatenTaunt and $eatenByKayla>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<set _eatenTaunt to true>> <<append "#digestion">> "You know, it feels much more //*urp*// natural this way around," you say, drumming your fingers along your belly. "//You// being the one in //my// gut, I mean, we had it all wrong yesterday. Wouldn't you agree?" "Next time you're in my gut, you're //staying// there, puta!" Kayla snaps back, giving the walls of your stomach a hard shove. You chuckle and give the bulge her head is making a light pat. "Sorry, but I really doubt you'll get the chance to try again.~" <</append>> <<elseif !_firstDayTaunt and !_fridayInsult and ($kaylaRel < 1) and $cookoutAlice>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<set _firstDayTaunt to true>> <<append "#digestion">> "So I just wanna //*urp*// check, is it alright for me to be doing this now?" you say with a laugh. You poke at the bulge that you're pretty sure is her head. "I mean, back on the first day you were really up in arms about people //eating// each other at a //vore// school. Now that it's been a week I'm good, right?" "Oh fuck off!" Kayla shouts. She raises one of her arms to shield against your poking, giving your stomach a shove with her other. "I probably should have just done this back then~" you snicker. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "shake">> <<if $preyAction is "brace">> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<set _braceCountered to true>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> "What, do you think I'm stupid?" you say, roughly grabbing the sides of your belly. You start to shake it side to side, putting as much power as you can into disorienting your prey and breaking her out of her defensive position.<<if $acidStage > 0>> All sorts of splashing and sloshing sounds start to fill the air from the movement you're kicking up.<</if>> "Either fight back or //*urp*// digest, don't waste my time!" <<else>> Sensing an opportunity, you give a hard shove to one side of your belly. Then you push it back the other way, twisting your body in time to amplify the movement. You keep this up as long as you can, constantly shaking and shifting your gut in an effort to disorient your prey and break her out of her defensive position. <<if $acidStage > 0>> All sorts of splashing and sloshing sounds start to fill the air from the movement you're kicking up.<</if>> <</if>> <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "damaged">> <<if $preyHealthThreshold is 2>> <<append "#digestion">> "Shit..." you hear Kayla mutter. It's subtle, but you can tell that her strength is starting to falter a little. A loud groan rumbles through your belly, your stomach eagerly churning away at your prey. "No way am I going out like this..!" You grin and give your belly a condescending pat, then intentionally push out a burp. @@color:chartreuse;Your stomach is taking its toll on Kayla!@@ <</append>> <<elseif $preyHealthThreshold is 1>> <<append "#digestion">> "//Maldita sea!//" Kayla suddenly snaps, giving a hard shove forward in frustration. She mutters something else in spanish that you don't quite catch thanks to the muffling from your flesh and constant gurgling of your stomach. "Get me out of here!" "Oh, not so //*Uuurrp*// confident anymore?" you taunt, nudging your gut with one hand. "Ready to give up?" "Shut up!" Kayla shouts. She starts to thrash wildly against your stomach, lacking any sort of strategy like she had before. "I'm not going down without a fight!" @@color:lime;Kayla is on her last legs!@@ <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "progress">> <<if $progress is 1>> <<append "#digestion">> You run a worried hand along the surface of your belly. You're still managing her fine for now, but you can already feel yourself getting queasy from her efforts. If she can keep up the heat like this, you aren't sure how long you can hold out... "Ha! Having second thoughts<<if $turn < 5>> already<</if>>?" Kayla boasts, picking up on your concern. "Save us both some time and spit me out now then!" "You're not going //*uurp*// anywhere..." you grumble, giving the bulge her head is making a light slap. @@color:red;She's starting to upset your stomach.@@ <</append>> <<elseif $progress is 3>> <<append "#digestion">> You jump forward and cover your mouth, struck by a sudden contraction in your gut. You manage to swallow the threat back before anything even leaves your stomach, but your stomach remains noisy and aching. The flesh feels tense, and every push or kick from $preyName creates a dull wave of pain. "Come on puta, we both know you can't handle me!" Kayla boasts. <<if $preyHealthThreshold is 1>>"I am //not// getting digested today!"<<else>>"Throwing up your guts is gonna be the least of your worries once I get out of here!"<</if>> @@color:red;Your stomach can't hold out much longer.@@ <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "acidRise">> <<if $acidStage is 2>> <<append "#digestion">> Your stomach is starting to get very noisy, all sorts of groaning and gurgling constantly filling the air. Whenever Kayla moves, you can hear your stomach acid sloshing around, even feel the movement of the liquid a little. On the outside, your gut is visibly beginning to round out, the bulges of Kayla's form less clearly defined whenever she isn't actively pushing out thanks to the growing tide of acid sharing the space. "Seems like things are really heating up in there," you taunt. "Ready to //*urp*// give up yet?" <<if $preyHealthThreshold is 1>>"Shut up! You are not keeping me down..!"<<else>>"Ha! In your dreams puta!"<</if>> Kayla shouts back, pushing out against your stomach. It kicks up a pleasant splashing noise. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<default>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</switch>>

<<Time 11.75>><<set $ateKayla to false>>\ "Enough!" Kayla roars. You gasp as she strikes at your stomach so hard that you see stars for a moment, the resulting bulge in your belly stretching out so far that you can easily identify it as a fist. Your stomach immediately clamps down on her, of course, as waves of nauseous pain wash over you. After a blow like that, you don't even bother trying to swallow her back down. Your stomach squeezes tight around her, forcing her back up into your throat and out of your aching body. As soon as her arms are free, she starts to actively pull herself out of you, adding just a little extra pinch of pain to an already intensely uncomfortable process. Your whole body feels sore by the time the last of her is dragged back into the outside world. "I told you... you aren't shit to me..." she says, panting. <<if $turn > 7>>She's absolutely drenched in stomach acid, her body slick and dripping into the puddle that formed below her from her escape. Her clothes have been completely eaten away by this point, leaving her toned body on full display.<<else>>She's absolutely drenched in stomach acid, and her clothes are littered with holes and beginning to fray at the seams from the exposure.<</if>> Despite her clear exhaustion, she gets to her feet with surprising ease, raising a triumphant hand overhead. Then she seems to notice her current state and her shoulders sag a little. "Damn, these were my favorite gym clothes..." You cough and sputter on the ground behind her, clutching at your stomach. You can barely muster the strength to push yourself up into a sitting position, your body still struggling to recover from her escape. Kayla turns and glares down at you<<if $turn > 7>>, not seeming particularly concerned about being in the nude<</if>>. <<if $malloryTargetKayla is 1>>"I can't believe you'd come after me like that over some dumb, made up bullshit," she growls. "And here I'd been thinking you were cool, $name. Won't make that mistake again, puta, believe me." "I think you made your point clear..." you groan, giving her a worried look.\ <<elseif !$metKayla>>"Who the fuck even are you? Did you seriously think your <<if $fat > 19>>fat<<else>>toothpick<</if>> ass could handle me?" she growls. "$name..." you groan, giving her a worried look. "Um... lesson learned..?"\ <<elseif $kaylaRel > 0>>"I still can't believe //you// tried to pull this shit," she growls. "I though you were cool, but I guess I really didn't have enough to go on yet. Won't make that mistake again, puta, believe me." "Oh come on, we've only talked like once..." you groan, giving her a worried look.\ <<else>>"I still can't believe your <<if $fat > 19>>fat<<else>>toothpick<</if>> ass really thought you could pull this off," she growls. <<if $eatenByKayla>>"Hey, you tried it first..." you grumble<<else>>"Um... lesson learned..?" you groan, giving her a worried look.<</if>>\ <</if>> "<<if !$metKayla>>Well you<<else>>You<</if>> better watch yourself, $name, or I'll do worse than leave you sputtering on the ground next time..." she says, cracking her knuckles. Then, she storms off towards Karbo, leaving you defeated on the ground. <<if $kaylaRel <= -2>><<Kayla -1>><<else>><<Kayla -2>><</if>> <<include "playerPredFail">>You don't say anything as she walks away, counting yourself lucky that she left it at that, all things considered. Clutching your stomach, you carefully get back up onto your feet. Though you're still recovering from her escape, you start to trudge back towards the sports complex. You did come her to work out after all, and considering who you likely just made an enemy of you're definitely going to need it. Contrast to the main building, the sports complex actually seems pretty busy today. There's a group in the gym playing volleyball, and from the sounds of it there's another currently using the pool. Making your way upstairs, you find that the weight room also looks crowded, but the track is completely free at the moment. So you decide that you're going to do some laps today. You stop at the edge of the track and stretch out a bit before getting started, then do some simple warmups. Once you're ready, you set a timer on your phone and start to run. You move around the track at a reasonable pace, deciding to go for a long, consistent run rather than focusing on intensity. It's actually pretty peaceful, just looping around while you steal glances at the volleyball game below. After over a dozen laps, a few of which were at least partially walked so you could catch your breath, you finally come to a stop, panting hard and covered in sweat. You do a few stretches, then do one more walking lap as a cooldown before deciding to head back to your dorm. <<Workout>>Contrast to your warm skin, your belly feels oddly cool, and you're feeling lighter on your feet than earlier. @@color:lime;You must have lost weight!@@ [[Head back to your dorm->September 7th- Afternoon]]<<set $metKayla to true>>

<<Time 14>>\ The two of you get out of the car, making your way across the parking lot to the front door. The building is sleek and modern, looking like it must have been constructed fairly recently. The second floor has a glass wall at the front where you can see treadmills and exercise bikes set up overlooking the parking lot. There's a large sign above the door with the gym's name written in yellow: Iron Gut Fitness. Beneath it is their logo: a minimalistic depiction of a woman with a distended belly squatting with a barbell. Illogically, she's been given well defined abs despite the current state her stomach is shown in. "Well, they definitely committed to the name," you say. "Yeah, it's gonna start getting tiring if //every// place in town is themed like this," Kayla says with a laugh. "Looks like a nice place though!" You open the door for her, feeling slightly embarrassed as it winds up being far heavier than you were expecting and you fumble for a moment. The two of you laugh it off as you step inside into the lobby. The space is open and bright, everything decorated in white and shades of gray, with highlights of yellow to break things up. A tall, short-haired redhead stands behind the reception desk. "Hey hey! You two look new, what can I do for you?" the woman asks. She's clearly very fit, not to mention well-endowed. Her uniform is very casual: a gray T-shirt with the gym's logo on the front and darker gray sweatpants with a few yellow stripes on them. The low cut of her pants and short length of her shirt leave a small strip of her midriff exposed, showing off her abs. You're sure that's intentional. She doesn't seem like she's that much older than you and Kayla. "Oh, wait wait, sorry," she says. She gives a clearly forced grin and puts her hands on her hips. "Welcome to The Iron Gut! Hope you're tough enough to handle it!" She lightly taps her stomach twice. Then she sighs and leans forward onto the counter. "Yeah sorry I'm supposed to lead with that for new potential members. I keep telling the boss that it's weird--and kind of threatening--but it's still in the rulebook for now. Anyways, what's up?" "Hey! I'm Kayla, I'm thinking of signing up," Kayla says, stepping up to the counter. "It said on your website we can get a tour of the facilities first?" "Hell yeah you can! Just give me one second," the woman replies. She turns around and walks a few steps back to a door behind the desk, then bangs on it hard enough to make you flinch. "Hey Adrian! You're on desk duty for a little while, get out here!" You hear a muffled voice shout back: "I swear if this is because you ate another--" "Nah, I'm just giving a tour dipshit, chill out!" the woman replies. She turns back to you with a smile, then vaults over the desk instead of taking the slightly longer route to walk around. "Alright, let's go! Name's Kendra by the way, I know my name tag is too small to read without shoving your head right in my tits," she chuckles. The two of you follow behind her, put a little on edge by her energy and apparent habit for eating on the job. But, it quickly becomes clear that she's just excited to be doing something other than sitting behind a desk. She takes you through a tour of the facility, showing off sleek, spacious rooms filled with equipment and exercise machines. You'd be lying if you said you knew what all of it was for, but Kayla seems thrilled by what's available. Several patrons are hard at work as you pass by, including a woman doing bench presses who clearly ate someone very recently. Kendra pauses to cheer her on before continuing with the tour. She leads you upstairs to the cardio area you'd seen from the parking lot, then starts to tell you about some of the classes and group programs they offer as she brings you back around to the lobby. "So, how are we feeling?" she asks as you arrive back at the front desk. "Like what you see?" "Yeah, this place really has everything!" Kayla replies. "Just what I'm looking for to get my workout back on track. Any chance you guys have a student discount?" "Ooo, students, huh?" Kendra says, her eyes lighting up as she shuffles back around to the other side of the desk. "MVA? Also yeah we totally do, just show me your ID." "Yep!" Kayla says, pulling her student ID out of her wallet to hand her. "The on campus gym is kind of... sad." "Ha, tell me about it!" the girl replies. She points a thumb inward. "Class of 2019 right here, hit this place up for the same reason. Lots of students do--even one of the teachers is a regular here!" "Hey nice! How's life after graduation?" Kayla asks. Kendra slides her some sort of paperwork to sign. "Oh it's //fantastic//!" she replies. "You go overnight from having to constantly watch your back to being basically untouchable, absolutely worth it in the end." Kayla hands her back the paper and her credit card for the payment, then after processing everything Kendra hands her a gold membership card. "There you go, you're officially an Iron Gut member! Will you be signing up too?" "Oh, no thank you!" you say. "I'm just tagging along for now, not sure I work out enough to justify it." "Fair enough! We allow walk ins if you're accompanied by a registered member, so feel free to tag along with your buddy some day if you wanna try things out!" Kendra says. "Thanks, I'll keep that in mind!" you reply with a smile. "Anything else I can help you guys with?" "Nope, I think we're all set," Kayla says. "It was great meeting you Kendra, thanks for showing us around!" "Hey, it's what I'm paid to do!" she chuckles. "Have a great day you two, see you again soon!" After saying farewell, the two of you head out into the parking lot. "Well, that's all taken care of, and we've still got the whole afternoon ahead of us," Kayla says. "Anything else you wanna do while we're out?" [[Go shopping for clothes->Kayla Trip- Shopping]] [[Grab something to eat->Kayla Trip- Food]]

<<Time 14.5>><<set $kaylaWeek1TripChoice to "clothes">>\ "Hmm... you know, I could use a nice outfit for Emma's party," you say. "You up for some clothes shopping?" "Sure, I bet we can find a good place somewhere around here!" Kayla replies. <<if !($week1PartyKaylaInvited or ($malloryTargetKayla > 1))>>"And Emma's throwing a party? When?" "Oh, yeah! Sorry, I guess I figured she'd gotten to you," you say. "It's later tonight, she wanted to put together something fun for the freshman after our crazy first week, so the whole class is invited. And she's been working with some of the reasonable upperclassmen to make sure it's as safe as it can be for this campus!" "Nice! I've got nothing planned after this and it seems like it could be fun, I'll probably stop by for a little while."<</if>> With a plan set, the two of you get into her car and head back out onto the road. You aren't quite sure where you're headed, but Kayla says she remembers seeing an outlet mall on her way to campus that would probably be a good place to check first. The two of you chat a little more while you drive. "So were you kind of scared of Kendra too, or was that just me?" you ask. "Ha! I feel you," Kayla says. "If she'd led with the fact she was an MVA grad? //Adiós!// Especially after that other guy working assumed she'd eaten someone when she asked him to cover, I would have been out of there right away and looked for some other gym. But since we got to know her a bit first, she seemed cool! I'm actually looking forward to chatting again the first time I hit the place up." "Yeah, right as I was getting comfortable with her she hits us with that," you say with a laugh. "Makes perfect sense she was able to survive though, she looked like she could snap me in half if she wanted to. I know //I// wouldn't try to eat that unless I had a damn good reason, even if I was a senior at the top of my class." "It's definitely a good deterrent, no matter how much Slate tries to drill in that raw strength doesn't matter much against experienced predators. Against a stomach sure, I can buy that technique is way more important, but that doesn't matter much if they can't even get you down in the first place, right?" Kayla replies. "You should come with me when I go to work out there! It'll take a while for you to catch up to me, but I can help you get started bulking up." "Maybe I'll give it a try one of these days." It takes a bit of navigating, given that neither of you actually knew where your destination was, but eventually you arrive at the outlets Kayla was thinking of. She pulls into a parking lot surrounded by all sorts of stores, a few food places breaking up the lineup. Quite a few look to be primarily selling clothes, and after walking around to do a little window shopping you head into one that seems a bit nicer than the rest. The store feels somewhat cramped, the space between the side walls pretty narrow, but it stretches back farther than you expected. It almost feels like a big hallway. A path on the floor winds through a forest of clothing racks and mannequins from the entrance to the back of the store, where you can see a few changing rooms. "So, what are you looking for?" Kayla asks as the two of you begin to stroll through the store. She stops pretty quickly at a section with fitness apparel. "Don't know yet! Just thought it would be a nice way to spend some time," you reply. You pause with her to look through the athletic wear, though nothing seems to catch your eye. Nor does Kayla seem to find anything interesting, as she quickly moves on. "What about you?" "I mean, as far as 'clothes' the only thing I really //need// is new shoes," she says, briefly lifting one of her feet to look at it. "These sneakers are really starting to wear out. But, this isn't really the place for that. So I guess we're in the same boat!" "Hey, that's the best way to do it. Let the clothes come to you," you say, chuckling. The two of you look around for a while, chatting as you poke through most of what the store has on display. Between making fun of some gaudy and just plain ugly apparel you come across, you start to get some ideas for outfits that might look nice. You've seen a few spaghetti strap tops that looked cute, plus plenty of skirts that could pair well with them for a more light and flirty look than your usual wardrobe.<<if $wardrobeLight>> It would make for a pretty similar look to what you <<if $ateJackie>>stole from Jackie, but it might be nice to have another option that's more your style<<else>>got from Nadia, only //much// more your style<</if>>.<</if>> <<if $fat > 34>>Though it probably wouldn't compliment your current body shape all that well, you<<else>>You<</if>> also find yourself frequently looking back at one of the mannequin displays showing off a pretty skimpy outfit: a small tube top with criss cross bands of fabric at the bottom, paired with a daringly short miniskirt. It's definitely a hot look, but it might be a bit too bold for you to wear personally. \ <<link "Get the light, but more reserved outfit">><<replace "#choice">>\ Making up your mind, you go back to a few of the clothing racks and pick out the pieces of the light outfit you'd been building in your head. You grab two different options in your size, then head into one of the changing rooms in the back. Looking in the mirror, you're pretty pleased with both--it's a comfortably loose combo that shows off a bit more skin without being distracting or excessive<<if $fat > 49>>, though with your stomach as pudgy as it is the tops tend to ride up and expose some of your midriff<</if>>. While you have your favorite of the two on, you step out to get Kayla's opinion. "What do you think?" you ask, doing a quick little turn around for her. "Hey, nice! That's a great look for you," she replies, giving you a thumbs up. <<if $fat > 49>>"Though, uh, keeping it real with you, it does show off that you could stand to lose a few pounds a lot more than what you were wearing before." "Yeah, I noticed, but I think it still works," you say, pulling the hem of your shirt down a bit. "Nah, definitely! Just thought I should mention something just in case so you don't get caught off guard if someone meaner decides to comment on it," she says with a smile. "You're totally pulling it off still!"<</if>> "Thanks!" you say. "I've got another just like it too, think I'll pick them both up. You end up finding anything?" "Maybe! I thought this was pretty cute," She says, holding up a green, sleeveless blouse. The bottom is long and crimped, the bright green of the top half transitioning to a darker shade at the lower end. "I don't go to many parties, but I figure it would be a good time to dress up a little more, right?" "Yeah, I bet that'll look great on you, give it a try!" You go back into your changing room while she goes into one of the other available ones. After swapping back to your original outfit, you step out again, and a little while later Kayla emerges from hers. "Hmm, the back is a little too low for my taste..." she says. "What do you think?" You can see what she's talking about, the blouse has a pretty unusual cut. While the front is very conservative--the collar not resting much below her neck--the back is loose and leaves an opening that goes down almost to the middle of her back. It's definitely a great fit for her though--the color compliments her eyes and skin tone really well, and with how toned her body is the amount of exposed skin makes for a powerful look. "Wow, you look fantastic Kayla!" you say. She grins, and you notice a slight blush on her cheeks. "I personally think you pull it off, but yeah that low cut on the back is definitely eye-catching if that's something that bothers you." "You know? If you think it looks good I'll give it a shot," she says. "Maybe I'll just wear my hair down too to cover it a bit." After Kayla swaps back to her original clothes, the two of you make your way to the counter to check out. Then, with your new outfits in tow, you head back out into the parking lot to her car, satisfied with your day out. [[Head back to campus->Kayla Trip- End]]<<set $wardrobeLight to true>><<set $lastOutfit to "light">>/* setting lastoutfit is because you'll always automatically put on the outfit you got before going to the party, but I don't want the player to show as wearing it yet in *this* passage if they check the appearance tab so this lets me keep track of it for later */ <</replace>><</link>> <<link "Spring for the skimpy outfit">><<replace "#choice">>\ You steal another look at the mannequin and make up your mind. Making your way back over to that display, you find a pair of the clothes it's wearing in your size, then start to head for the changing rooms at the back. <<if $fat > 34>>Kayla glances up at the mannequin with an eyebrow raised, then looks back at you. "Um, not to be too rude, but... are you sure?" she says. "That's a bold look even for someone that doesn't need to, y'know, hit the gym quite as much as you do." "Hey, c'mon, I think it'll still be cute..." you pout. "You know what? My bad, go for it girl! Don't let me curb your confidence," she says with a grin. You smile back, then step into the changing room. After swapping out your clothes, the slight oversight occurs to you that you're going to need to pick up a strapless bra as well to make the top work right, but you can still get a good enough feel for the outfit. It definitely puts a lot of your pudge on clear display, the small top and miniskirt barely covering more than your chest and hips, but you don't find yourself feeling embarrassed at all. Knowing where all that pudge came from, you actually feel proud--it's the perfect way to show off at the end of the week. You step back out to meet Kayla with a grin, striking a little pose. "How's it look?" Kayla looks you over and nods, offering a smile. "I'm glad you didn't listen to me, you look great!" she says. "I mean, you know me and how fitness minded I can be, so I still think it'd look better if you slimmed down, but honestly? You're killing it, you'll be pulling some looks at the party for sure." "Haha, thanks!" you reply. "Did you end up finding anything?"<<else>>After swapping out your clothes, the slight oversight occurs to you that you're going to need to pick up a strapless bra as well to make the top work right, but you can still get a good enough feel for how it looks. It's probably the most revealing outfit you've ever worn, barely covering more than your chest and hips<<if $breastSize > 17>>, and even then the top leaves quite a bit of your cleavage exposed<</if>>. Yet, you can't stop grinning when you look at yourself in the mirror. You don't feel embarrassed, you feel //powerful//. You step back out to meet Kayla with a grin, striking a little pose. "How's it look?" Her eyebrows raise as she looks you over. "Damn girl, that is a //look//!" she says. "Hope you're ready to have a lot of attention at the party if you're going with that." "Oh of course, I'd be stealing looks at me too," you chuckle. "You really think it looks that good?" "Yeah, you're killing it! You've got a great body for that kind of outfit," she says. She gets a sheepish smile on her face and slightly lifts the hem of her shirt, showing a glimpse of her abs. "I'm always afraid I'll come off as gloating or something if I wear anything that shows midriff outside of a workout..." "Haha, thanks!" you reply. "And I see where you're coming from, but I think you should be proud to show off sometimes! Did you end up finding anything?"<</if>> "Maybe! I thought this was pretty cute," She says, holding up a green, sleeveless blouse. The bottom is long and crimped, the bright green of the top half transitioning to a darker shade at the lower end. "I don't go to many parties, but I figure it would be a good time to dress up a little more, right?" "Yeah, I bet that'll look great on you, give it a try!" You go back into your changing room while she goes into one of the other available ones. After swapping back to your original outfit, you step out again, and a little while later Kayla emerges from hers. "Hmm, the back is a little too low for my taste..." she says. "What do you think?" You can see what she's talking about, the blouse has a pretty unusual cut. While the front is very conservative--the collar not resting much below her neck--the back is loose and leaves an opening that goes down almost to the middle of her back. It's definitely a great fit for her though--the color compliments her eyes and skin tone really well, and with how toned her body is the amount of exposed skin makes for a powerful look. "Wow, you look fantastic Kayla!" you say. She grins, and you notice a slight blush on her cheeks. "I personally think you pull it off, but yeah that low cut on the back is definitely eye-catching if that's something that bothers you." "You know? If you think it looks good I'll give it a shot," she says. "Maybe I'll just wear my hair down too to cover it a bit." After Kayla swaps back to her original clothes, the two of you make your way to the counter to check out. Then, with your new outfits in tow, you head back out into the parking lot to her car, satisfied with your day out. [[Head back to campus->Kayla Trip- End]]<<set $wardrobeSkimpy to true>><<set $lastOutfit to "skimpy">> <</replace>><</link>> <<link "Pass on getting new clothes for now">><<replace "#choice">>\ However, after looking everything over again, you decide that nothing really interests you enough to spend money on it. You'll just stick with your normal casual clothes for the party. But, you still enjoy chatting with Kayla as you browse through the store's selection. After a while, something finally catches her eye. "Hey, this is kind of cute..." she says, pulling out a green, sleeveless blouse. The bottom is long and crimped, the bright green of the top half transitioning to a darker shade at the lower end. "I don't go to many parties, but it would be a good time to dress up a little more, right?" "Yeah, I bet that'll look great on you, give it a try!" The two of you head over to the changing rooms at the back of the store. You wait outside as Kayla disappears into one, emerging a little while later with her new shirt on display. "Hmm, the back is a little too low for my taste..." she says. "What do you think?" You can see what she's talking about, the blouse has a pretty unusual cut. While the front is very conservative--the collar not resting much below her neck--the back is loose and leaves an opening that goes down almost to the middle of her back. It's definitely a great fit for her though--the color compliments her eyes and skin tone really well, and with how toned her body is the amount of exposed skin makes for a powerful look. "Wow, you look fantastic Kayla!" you say. She grins, and you notice a slight blush on her cheeks. "I personally think you pull it off, but yeah that low cut on the back is definitely eye-catching if that's something that bothers you." "You know? If you think it looks good I'll give it a shot," she says. "Maybe I'll just wear my hair down too to cover it a bit. Did you ever find anything?" "Nah, nothing really ended up catching my eye," you reply with a shrug. "I'll just stick with the casual look I've got for the party." "You sure? We could take a closer look at some of the other stores." "Eh, it's already starting to get late, we should make sure we're back in time for the party. This was a fun way to spend the day though!" "Yeah, definitely! Thanks for the idea, it'll be nice to try something new," Kayla replies with a smile. After she swaps back to her original clothes, the two of you make your way to the counter to check out. Then, with her new blouse in tow, you head back out into the parking lot to her car, satisfied with your day out. [[Head back to campus->Kayla Trip- End]]<<set $lastOutfit to "normal">>\ <</replace>><</link>>

<<Time 14.5>><<set $kaylaWeek1TripChoice to "food">>\ "Hmm... how about we stop somewhere for food?" you suggest. "Pretty early for dinner, but it'd be nice to take a break from campus food." "Sure, I'm down! It'll be good to get a feel for what we've got available around here," Kayla replies. She unlocks the doors and the two of you get into the car. "Anything you've got in mind?" "Nope! No clue what's around here and I'm not that picky," you say with a laugh. "I figure we can just drive around a bit and keep an eye out for anything appealing." "Works for me!" With a plan set, the two of you head back out onto the road. You aren't quite sure where you're headed, so Kayla just drives around some of the main roads in search of restaurants. The two of you chat a little more while you drive. "So were you kind of scared of Kendra too, or was that just me?" you ask. "Ha! I feel you," Kayla says. "If she'd led with the fact she was an MVA grad? //Adiós!// Especially after that other guy working assumed she'd eaten someone when she asked him to cover, I would have been out of there right away and looked for some other gym. But since we got to know her a bit first, she seemed cool! I'm actually looking forward to chatting again the first time I hit the place up." "Yeah, right as I was getting comfortable with her she hits us with that," you say with a laugh. "Makes perfect sense she was able to survive though, she looked like she could snap me in half if she wanted to. I know //I// wouldn't try to eat that unless I had a damn good reason, even if I was a senior at the top of my class." "It's definitely a good deterrent, no matter how much Slate tries to drill in that raw strength doesn't matter much against experienced predators. Against a stomach sure, I can buy that technique is way more important, but that doesn't matter much if they can't even get you down in the first place, right?" Kayla replies. "You should come with me when I go to work out there! It'll take a while for you to catch up to me, but I can help you get started bulking up." "Maybe I'll give it a try one of these days." You drive around for a while, taking note of your options for food. Even ignoring the various fast food chains, there are a lot of choices: more than one pizza place, a ramen shop, a diner, among other, less clearly themed restaurants. Eventually, you both settle on checking out a burger joint that seemed pretty popular. Kayla pulls into the crowded parking lot and the two of you get out and head for the entrance. The place is called "Big Bertha's Burgers", though to your relief none of their branding is vore themed like the gym despite your suspicions about the name. It's a somewhat small building, the type of place that clearly used to be something else but has been renovated into a restaurant. Several tables are set up outside to expand their seating capacity, but they still look packed and the line extends slightly out of the front door. "Wow, they're even busier than I thought," Kayla says as the two of you step up to the back of the line. "I know we've got time, but you sure it's worth waiting?" "Yeah, the food's gotta be good if they're this crowded even between major meal times!" you reply. "I bet it'll go faster than it looks." "Good point! Definitely smells good..." Kayla says. The two of you chat while you wait, enjoying the pleasant afternoon weather. You start to get a little worried that the line doesn't appear to be moving at first, but once the first new table is seated since your arrival things start to move along at a reasonable pace. As you go to step inside into a recently opened up space, however, someone else brushes past you and takes it. "Hey! There's a line you know," Kayla snaps at the woman. "You've gotta wait like the rest of us." "I've got places to be, and this spot was open," the woman sneers. "Move a little faster next time sweetie." "Excuse me?" you say, taking a step forward. "That's not how it works. Get to the back of the line!" There's muttered agreement and irritation from the people waiting behind you. The woman turns to you with a scowl--she's a long-haired brunette with a few lighter highlights, a bit on the chubby side but most of that weight clearly went to the right places. She looks a fair bit older than you, probably in her late twenties, but she's about your height and doesn't seem all that strong. "I told you, I'm in a hurry! If you left this spot long enough for me to walk in, //clearly// you have the time to wait around a bit longer," she huffs. "Now quit crying and leave me be!" You narrow your eyes and clench your fists. After waiting around surrounded by the enticing smell of food being cooked, your stomach growls in anticipation, and an idea crosses your mind... \ <<link "Grab yourself an appetizer">> <<set $pacifist to false>> <<set _checkType to "oral">> <<set _baseline to 10>> <<set _modifier to 0>> <<include "voreCheck">> <<if _swallow>> <<goto [[Kayla Trip- Eat Chelsea]]>> <<else>> <<set $stamina -= 5>> <<replace "#choice">>\ "You know what, I think we got off on the wrong foot here," you say with a smirk. You take a step closer to her. "I'm $name, what's your name?" She glances back at you, still irritated. "Chelsea. Glad you came to your senses, but I'm still not moving." "No need! I thought of a way we can share the spot.~" "Huh?" She gives you a confused look, then the realization hits her a moment before you grab her from behind. You immediately start to force her head back into your mouth. "HEY! Get off of me, bitch!" "Oh shit!" someone behind you in line says. You can see pretty much everyone in the vicinity turn to give you their attention, a few taking a cautious step back. Some look concerned or scared, others are excitedly reaching for their phones. Unfortunately, you pause nervously for a moment at the realization that you have such a large, casual audience, and in that moment of hesitation Chelsea manages to elbow you in the gut hard enough to knock the wind out of you. You stumble back, spitting out the part of her head you'd worked into your mouth. @@color:orange;Your strength fails you.@@ "UN--BE--//LIEVABLE//!" Chelsea screeches, a look of absolute disgust on her face as she spins around to face you. A few strands of your saliva are clinging to her hair. "Who do you think you are you //disgusting// little brat! How //dare// you!" "Hey, everyone just calm down!" Kayla says, stepping in front of you. She holds out a hand to stop Chelsea as she starts to take a step forward. "Back off, and take that as a warning to be a bit more polite in the future." "Oh, oh! //I'm// being impolite!?" Chelsea replies. She makes a weak attempt at pushing past Kayla, but settles for just pointing an accusatory finger at you when that doesn't work. "That bitch tried to eat me!" "Maybe you should think about //why// I did that after knowing you for less than a minute!" you snap. "Hey! What the hell is going on here?" a new, gruff voice shouts. A tall, chubby woman with black hair joins the fray from somewhere deeper in the restaurant. Her shirt tells you she's an employee. "Perfect, are you the manager?" Chelsea says. "This brat just tried to eat me to take my place in line!" "That so?" the new woman says, crossing her arms and scowling at you. "Hey, wait, she started it!" you protest. "She tried to cut in front of most of the line and refused to move!" "Slander! If I'm ever going to eat here again, I want her and her little friend kicked out!" "Um, excuse me, ma'am?" a man in front of you in line says, deciding to step in. "I was here for the whole thing and I can vouch for these two. The woman in pink cut in line and then rudely refused to move after being asked to go to the back multiple times. The attempt at eating her came after that." There's muttered agreement from the rest of the people nearby, someone even shouting: "Get her out of here!". The manager shifts her attention to Chelsea. "Wait, that's not--" Chelsea gets cut off as the irritated woman grabs her and picks up where you left off. She's easily overpowered, vanishing down the manager's throat with a few powerful swallows. There's a stunned silence as everyone watches the last of her slide down the unamused woman's throat and into her expanding belly. She slightly covers her mouth as a burp signals Chelsea reaching the end of her journey, her form clearly visible through the bulging gut as she begins to struggle against her fate. "Can't stand this kind of customer. You're all adults, act like it," the manager grumbles, slapping a hand against her belly and letting it rest there. She turns her head to you and Kayla. "I'm guessing you two are from the college, right? Word of advice: use a little more discretion when you're out in public, yeah?" "Yes ma'am, sorry..." you say sheepishly. The woman grunts in response, then walks off, her Chelsea-filled gut bouncing and swaying along with her. Everyone in line pretty quickly goes back to minding their own business, other than one of the people who had been recording continuing to ramble to whatever audience the video may have. A group that had been ordering their food throughout the whole situation walks past to sit at one of the tables outside, completely unfazed by the turn of events. "Damn, what a bitch..." Kayla grumbles. "Tell me about it," you reply. "But, uh, sorry for causing a scene like that..." you add with a nervous chuckle. "Nah, you're good, that was all on her. If she'd caught me on a bad day or kept up the act much longer, I probably would have tried the same thing," she says. With the interruption over, it isn't long before the two of you are ordering. The menu is very straightforward--they //only// serve burgers and fries, and for the most part the only real menu items are "Burger" or "Big Burger" with your choice of toppings. There are a few specialty options as well, including the "Big Big Burger" that's apparently made with a stack of three larger than normal patties. You decide to play it safe with something more normal for your first meal here. You and Kayla get a seat at one of the outdoor tables while you wait for your food. Surprisingly, that wait isn't long at all. You've barely even gotten comfortable in your seat by the time your order is being brought to the table. It looks delicious. "I can already tell this was a good pick," Kayla says. She takes a big bite of her burger, continuing her thought with her mouth full. "Oh yeah, for sure. This is the good stuff!" With that glowing review, you dig into your own burger. It confirms her assessment--juicy and cooked to perfection. "This is one of the best burgers I've ever had!" you say. "Definitely makes up for having to deal with that bitch in line." "Ugh, seriously! Some people are unbelievable..." Kayla mutters. "I'm amazed it took her this long to get eaten with an attitude like that..." You and Kayla keep chatting as you tear through your meals, both agreeing that this place is worth coming back to some day. It's a pleasant way to spend the afternoon, just sitting outside getting to know a friend a bit better, and for once not having to feel the need to watch your back while you do so. You hang around for quite a while after your food is gone, but with how busy the place is you don't want to be rude by staying //too// long. So, the two of you get up to head back to Kayla's car, satisfied with your day out. [[Head back to campus->Kayla Trip- End]] <</replace>> <</if>> <</link>> <<link "Let it go">><<replace "#choice">>\ But, <<if $pacifist>>as frustrating as the woman is being, you don't think it's worth eating her over<<else>>remembering that you're not on campus and in a //very// public location, you decide it may not be the best idea to use your stomach to solve your problems right now<</if>>. So, you just sigh, roll your eyes, and let it go. "Whatever..." you grumble. "I hope they spit in your food, puta," Kayla says. The woman scoffs, but doesn't turn to address you again. Luckily, the line is moving pretty quickly at this point. Even with the interruption, it isn't long before the two of you are ordering. The menu is very straightforward--they //only// serve burgers and fries, and for the most part the only real menu items are "Burger" or "Big Burger" with your choice of toppings. There are a few specialty options as well, including the "Big Big Burger" that's apparently made with a stack of three larger than normal patties. You decide to play it safe with something more normal for your first meal here. You and Kayla get a seat at one of the outdoor tables while you wait for your food. Surprisingly, that wait isn't long at all. You've barely even gotten comfortable in your seat by the time your order is being brought to the table. It looks delicious. "I can already tell this was a good pick," Kayla says. She takes a big bite of her burger, continuing her thought with her mouth full. "Oh yeah, for sure. This is the good stuff!" With that glowing review, you dig into your own burger. It confirms her assessment--juicy and delicious. "This is one of the best burgers I've ever had!" you say. "Definitely makes up for having to deal with that bitch in line." "Ugh, seriously! Some people are unbelievable..." Kayla mutters. "I'm amazed she hasn't gotten herself eaten yet with an attitude like that." <<if $pacifist>>"Tell me about it. Maybe she's secretly a super skilled predator and most people around here have learned not to mess with her," you reply.<<else>>"Honestly? I thought about it for a second there," you say with a laugh. "Who knows though, maybe she's secretly a super skilled predator or something and people around here have learned not to mess with her."<</if>> "Is that what we have to look forward to after graduation then? The ability to be assholes without repercussions?" Kayla snickers. "I hope I at least look classier than she did when I get there," you say. You both laugh. You and Kayla keep chatting as you tear through your meals, both agreeing that this place is worth coming back to some day. It's a pleasant way to spend the afternoon, just sitting outside getting to know a friend a bit better, and for once not having to feel the need to watch your back while you do so. You hang around for quite a while after your food is gone, but with how busy the place is you don't want to be rude by staying //too// long. So, the two of you get up to head back to Kayla's car, satisfied with your day out. [[Head back to campus->Kayla Trip- End]] <</replace>><</link>>

<<Time 17.25>>\ The trip back to campus is quick and pleasant, managing to just miss rush hour traffic.<<if $ateChelsea>> Your gut is a little cramped against the dashboard at first, but after a little while what's left of Chelsea is compressed enough for you to rest a little more comfortably. Though, Kayla has to turn the radio up a bit louder to drown out the noises coming from your stomach.<</if>> The sun is starting to dip in the sky as you pull into the parking lot, marking the end of an afternoon well spent. "That was fun, $name, thanks for coming along with me!" Kayla says as the two of you make your way to the school's front gate. "Totally, thanks for inviting me!" you reply<<if $ateChelsea>>, trailing slightly behind her thanks to your extra bulk<</if>>. "It was nice to get a little break from things here at school." "Well I'll definitely be spending more time off-campus hitting up that gym if you're interested," Kayla replies. "Or even dropping the workout, how about we do this again next weekend?<<if $ateChelsea>> Well, maybe not do exactly //everything// that happened today again," she adds with a little laugh, giving your belly a slight nudge.<<else>>"<</if>> "I'd love to!"<<if $kaylaRel < 4>> <<Kayla 1>><</if>> <<if $kaylaWeek1TripChoice is "clothes">>\ "It's probably about time for Emma's party, you want to get changed and head over together?" you ask. "Sounds like a plan!" <<if $lastOutfit is "normal">>\ The two of you head into Karbo, heading upstairs and over to her dorm--Room L205--since you've already settled on wearing what you've already got on. You wait outside her door while she goes in to get changed. When she emerges, she's wearing her new blouse and has her hair down like she'd mentioned at the store--she looks great. After complimenting her on the look, you start to head down the hall towards the party.\ <<else>>\ The two of you head into Karbo, splitting up at your dorm to get changed into your newly bought clothes. You head straight for the bathroom, though Emma isn't around right now. Presumably, she's at the party already. You quickly pull off your current outfit, then slip into the new <<if $lastOutfit is "light">>light<<else>>skimpy<</if>> one. You find yourself grinning as you check yourself out one last time in the bathroom mirror--it looks just as <<if $lastOutfit is "light">>cute<<else>>hot<</if>> as it did at the store. Ready to party, you head out of your dorm and upstairs, making your way over to Kayla's: Room L205. Your timing is impeccable, as she steps out right as you're approaching. Her new blouse looks great, and you're immediately drawn to the fact that she's wearing her hair down like she mentioned at the store. You exchange compliments, then start to head down the hall towards the party.\ <</if>> [[Head to the party->September 7th- Emma's Party: Kayla Check]]<<set $outfit to $lastOutfit>><<set $kaylaDorm to true>>\ <<else>>\ <<if $week1PartyKaylaInvited or ($malloryTargetKayla > 1)>>\ <<if $week1PartyKaylaInvited>>"It's probably about time for Emma's party, you want to head over together?" you ask. <<if $wardrobeLight or $wardrobeUniform>><<if $ateChelsea>>You'd been considering changing into something a little nicer earlier, but with so much of Chelsea still hanging around it would be too much of a hassle at this point.<<else>>"I've just gotta stop at my dorm to get changed first."<</if>><</if>> "Sounds like a plan!"<<else>>"Hey, you're going to that party Emma's throwing, right?" Kayla asks. "It's probably starting soon, you wanna head over together?" "Sure!<<if $wardrobeLight or $wardrobeUniform>><<if $ateChelsea>>" you reply. You'd been considering changing into something a little nicer earlier, but with so much of Chelsea still hanging around it would be too much of a hassle at this point.<<else>> I've just gotta stop at my dorm to get changed first," you reply.<</if>><<else>>" you reply.<</if>><</if>> <<if ($wardrobeLight or $wardrobeUniform) and !$ateChelsea>>\ The two of you head into Karbo, making your way down the hall to your dorm. You step inside while Kayla waits by the door, thinking about what you want to wear... \ <<if $wardrobeLight>><<link "Wear lighter, more revealing clothes">><<replace "#clothes">>You decide to change into something lighter, throwing on a loose spaghetti strap top and a skirt before heading back out to Kayla. She compliments you on the cute look, then you both set off for the party.<<set $outfit to "light">> [[Head to the party->September 7th- Emma's Party: Kayla Check]]<</replace>><</link>> <</if>><<if $wardrobeUniform>><<link "Wear a school uniform">><<replace "#clothes">>Smirking, you decide to wear the school uniform you got. It //does// look nicer than your current clothes, and it might be cute to wear it in celebration of surviving the first week. Once you're changed, you head back out to Kayla, who seems a little confused by the outfit choice, then set off for the party.<<set $outfit to "uniform">> [[Head to the party->September 7th- Emma's Party: Kayla Check]]<</replace>><</link>> <</if>><<link "Keep your current outfit">><<replace "#clothes">>After thinking bout it for a moment, you end up deciding that your current clothes should do fine. They may not be the fanciest, but it's far from a bad look. You sheepishly head back out to Kayla looking exactly the same as when you went in, then set off for the party. [[Head to the party->September 7th- Emma's Party: Kayla Check]]<</replace>><</link>> <<else>>[[Head to the party->September 7th- Emma's Party: Kayla Check]]<</if>>\ <<else>>The two of you head into Karbo together, saying farewell once you reach your dorm. You step inside, finding that Emma isn't around right now. It quickly hits you that the party is probably starting soon. <<if $wardrobeLight or $wardrobeUniform>>You pause for a moment, considering what you might want to wear... \ <<if $wardrobeLight>><<link "Wear lighter, more revealing clothes">><<replace "#clothes">>Feeling like being a little flirtier, you decide to change into something lighter, throwing on a loose spaghetti strap top and a skirt before heading out the door.<<set $outfit to "light">> [[Head to the party->September 7th- Emma's Party: Kayla Check]]<</replace>><</link>> <</if>><<if $wardrobeUniform>><<link "Wear a school uniform">><<replace "#clothes">>Smirking, you decide to wear the school uniform you got. It //does// look nicer than your current clothes, and it might be cute to wear it in celebration of surviving the first week. Once you're changed, you head out the door.<<set $outfit to "uniform">> [[Head to the party->September 7th- Emma's Party: Kayla Check]]<</replace>><</link>> <</if>><<link "Keep your current outfit">><<replace "#clothes">>After thinking bout it for a moment, you decide that your current clothes should do fine. They may not be the fanciest, but it's far from a bad look. [[Head to the party->September 7th- Emma's Party: Kayla Check]]<</replace>><</link>> <<else>>So, you turn right back around to head over to the lounge. [[Head to the party->September 7th- Emma's Party: Kayla Check]]<</if>><</if>>\ <</if>>

<<Time 15.25>><<set $ateChelsea to true>><<set _ate to 0>>\ <<set $preyName to "Chelsea">><<set $preyHealthMax to 24>><<set $preyResilience to 0>><<set $preyFrustration to 0>><<set $preyExhaustion to 0>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "Chelsea_PredActions">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "Chelsea_Struggle">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "Chelsea(TEXT)">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Eat Chelsea- Failure">><<set $preySize to 5>><<set $fullness += $preySize>>\ "You know what, I think we got off on the wrong foot here," you say with a smirk. You take a step closer to her. "I'm $name, what's your name?" She glances back at you, still irritated. "Chelsea. Glad you came to your senses, but I'm still not moving." "No need! I thought of a way we can share the spot.~" "Huh?" She gives you a confused look, then the realization hits her a moment before you grab her from behind. You immediately start to force her head back into your mouth. "HEY! Get off of me, bitch!" @@color:yellowgreen;You overpowered your prey.@@ "Oh shit!" someone behind you in line says. You can see pretty much everyone in the vicinity turn to give you their attention, a few taking a cautious step back. Some look concerned or scared, others are excitedly reaching for their phones. "C'mon, c'mon, we've gotta get this on video! Think of the views!" "Yeah, show her what's up!" "Sh-Should we go...?" "You think she's from the college?" All sorts of chatter reaches your ears as you start to swallow Chelsea's head. The level of attention is starting to make you a little uncomfortable, but there's no turning back now. You push forward over her shoulders, keeping her arms pinned to her sides as she tries to thrash against your grip. She's wearing a fruity perfume that's so strong it's making you a little lightheaded being in such close proximity, but you press on. "You can't do this..!" Chelsea's muffled voice shouts from somewhere around your chest, her words slurred by the tight constriction of your esophagus. Saliva begins to soak through her pink tank top as your lips glide down over her chest. Her bust is large enough to slow you down a bit, particularly with the nervous awareness that you're surrounded by casual onlookers pushing you to avoid using your hands to force them in, but it doesn't take too long for you to crest over the obstacle. As her plush flesh is packed into your throat, you can feel her start to squirm with more vigor, her outrage seeming to grow. With her arms firmly pinned by your lips at this point, you move your hands to her hips, then flip her up overhead. "...oh yeah, she's definitely from the college..." "...alright so I've actually got some experience as a pred--that's what we preds in the know call ourselves--and what she's doing here is a classic technique that..." "...ugh, does she have to be so crass about it..." "...you know, let's find somewhere else to eat..." Constant chatter from the crowd surrounds you, too much to completely tune out even as you try to stay focused on the task at hand. The part of Chelsea's shirt that remains outside of your mouth falls down and bunches up around your lips from the change in orientation, disappearing from view with your next swallow. It puts her pale, pudgy midriff on display, betraying the golden tan of the rest of her skin. But only for a moment, as soon that too disappears into your eager maw. Your belly begins to bulge out as her head and shoulders are squeezed down into your stomach. Her legs flail wildly above you as you advance over her hips, sounds of muffled outrage from your stomach adding to the haze of conversations around you. Starting to feel a little overwhelmed, you pick up the pace, gulping down her thighs in record time. After pulling off her tacky, fur lined boots to ease her entry, you finish her off. Her feet slide through your lips, and with a final swallow the pressure in your throat begins to subside as one last bulge slides down into your bloated gut. <<if $totalPrey > 2>>Catching your eye on one of the phone cameras pointed your way, a strange burst of confidence strikes you--you're off campus and these people aren't students, even as a freshman you can show off a little. You turn your head to the camera and smirk, then squeeze your muscles to push out a triumphant belch as the last of her slips into your stomach. "//*OOUUURrrrrp!*// That takes care of that~" you say, grinning as you give your belly a firm smack.<<else>>"//*UUURRrrrp!*// Excuse me..." you say, blushing slightly as you give your bulging belly a light pat.<</if>> Your belch carries the fruity scent of your prey's perfume back into the air for a moment. Someone briefly applauds you for your handling of the situation, and you can hear one of the people recording giving some kind of outro, but for the most part the crowd quickly goes back to minding their own business without much more than an occasional glance at your gut. A group that had been ordering their food throughout the whole situation walks past to sit at one of the tables outside, completely unfazed by the turn of events. "I guess that solves the problem?" Kayla says with a laugh. There's a hint of nervousness in her voice.<<set $sceneAttack to 0>><<set $sceneDefense to 0>><<done>><<include $sceneActionsLink>><<replace "#actionReminder">><<PredActionReminder>><</replace>><</done>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "predOptions">></div>

<<if $preyHealth <= 0>> <<append "#digestion">> Over time, the protests<<if _ate > 1>> and squirming<</if>> of your arrogant prey finally start to die down. You gradually pay less and less attention to her as you get sucked into your conversation with Kayla, the two of you chatting and joking together as you enjoy your meals. <<if _ate < 2>>Sensing that any threat Chelsea posed is definitely gone, you stop holding back and fully dig into your food, piling your burger and fries onto your large appetizer.<<else>>You continue to tear into your food, ravenously stuffing your mouth whenever you aren't using it to talk.<</if>> "I... fuck..." you faintly hear Chelsea whimper, the reality of the situation seeming to finally catch up with her. A roar from your stomach, eager to get the rest of your meal packed away, drowns out her voice to the point that it barely reaches you. You offer nothing more than a gentle pat to your belly and a swig of your milkshake in response. Before long, she's almost completely left your mind, your focus shifting entirely to Kayla and what remains of your food. Bit by bit, the last scraps of burger and fries disappear down into your gurgling belly. By the end, you actually do start to notice yourself feeling more stuffed than usual from your combined meal. You polish off your milkshake, then lean back in your seat. "That was //*UUrrrrp*// fantastic..." you say with a sigh. You give your stuffed belly a firm smack, only to hear an ominous gurgle in response as you seem to knock something loose. "//*HWOOUUUURRrrruup!*//.. Um, excuse me..." you chuckle, tapping your chest to make sure you got it all out. @@color:lime;Chelsea has been digested!@@ "Geez, I'm surprised nothing came back up with that one..." Kayla says, giving you an amused look. "Heh, sorry if I've been acting a bit too //*urp*// gross," you say, rubbing the back of your neck. "Turns out it's kinda hard to control your appetite when you keep eating regular food on top of a live meal. And it makes you a whole lot more //*urp*// gassy..." "Nah, don't sweat it, this was a great time! Here," she says, sitting forward in her seat. She holds a hand up to her face and her chest puffs up a little, then: "//*UURrrrp!*// Now we've both been letting it all out," she chuckles, patting her flat stomach. "I'm guessing the line cutter's done by now? I haven't heard her complain in a while." "Oh yeah, she's long gone," you say, patting your bloated gut. It's already feeling pretty soft, responding to your attention with a gentle sloshing sound. "You about ready to head out?" "Yeah, we probably shouldn't be taking up the table if we don't need it," Kayla replies, getting to her feet. She chuckles. "In hindsight, maybe we shouldn't have sat outside, I bet you've been scaring some people away." "No way, did you see how many people were recording me eat her? I've been //*uurp*// helping business if anything," you say, carefully getting up to your feet. The two of you start to head back to Kayla's car, satisfied with your day out. She has to help you shift the seat back before you and your bloated gut can fit, but after a little adjusting you're able to squeeze into place, and soon you, Kayla, and what remains of Chelsea are off on your way back to campus. <<include "playerPredEnd">>[[Head back to campus->Kayla Trip- End]] <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 1>> <<append "#digestion">> Chelsea continues to tirelessly rant and ramble while you wait in line, her voice muffled and her squirming almost entirely inconsequential. Thanks to the time you spent getting her down, it actually doesn't take all that long before you and Kayla are up to order. The woman working the register glances down at your belly for a moment, then looks back at you and simply asks what you'd like. The menu is very straightforward--they //only// serve burgers and fries, and for the most part the only real menu items are "Burger" or "Big Burger" with your choice of toppings. There are a few specialty options as well, including the "Big Big Burger" that's apparently made with a stack of three larger than normal patties. Despite your very recent live meal, you're still intent on trying the food here, so you order a big burger and fries, even throwing in a milkshake as well. Deciding to take one of the outdoor tables, the two of you make your way back out the door, Kayla leading the way while you awkwardly waddle behind her, your Chelsea-filled gut swaying with every step. The people waiting just outside have to step back to make room for your bulk as you pass. When you finally make it to the table, you angle your chair so that you can sit comfortably, then drop back with a sigh. "You know, we only just sat down and I'm already impressed by the //*bruup*// food here," you snicker, giving the top of your belly a smack. You glance over at Kayla, who still hasn't said much. "Er, this isn't a problem is it?" "Oh, nah, you're good!" Kayla says with a laugh. "You just caught me off guard back there going for it so quickly right in the middle of a crowd! She was being a huge bitch, totally had it coming. I mean, this is like the perfect kind of situation for putting what we're learning to use, haha!" "I heard that you disrespectful brat!" Chelsea's muffled voice shouts. The top of your belly bounces up a bit, bumps and bulges shifting around as she squirms in protest. "Get me out of here!" "Honestly, I got a little too used to campus life and just went for it," you reply, ignoring your prey. "Didn't even think about how public we were until it was too late to turn back!" Remarkably, just minutes after you ordered a waiter comes out to deliver your food. A tray with a mouth watering burger, a mountain of fries, and a milkshake is placed in front of you, clearly fresh from the kitchen. The waiter seems to hurry away after noticing your shifting gut. "I can already tell this was a good pick!" Kayla says, picking up her burger. "Definitely, my //*UUrrp*// stomach's growling even with her filling me out," you say, eyeing your food. "Hey, don't you dare!" Chelsea shouts. <<replace "#taunt button.macro-button">>Eat<</replace>> <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 3>> <<append "#digestion">> "Oh yeah, for sure. This is the good stuff!" Kayla says between bites of her burger. <<if _ate < 1>>With that glowing review, you can't hold back any longer and dig into your own burger. It's not like it matters how Chelsea feels about the situation--she and your burger have the same fate ahead of them. Just one bite confirms Kayla's assessment. "No kidding, this is one of the best burgers I've ever had!" you say, immediately going back in for another bite.<<else>>"Tell me about it, this is one of the best burgers I've ever had!" you say, continuing to tear into your own meal.<</if>> "Might have to make a habit of //*urp*// swinging by here more often." "Eugh, <<if _ate < 1>><<set _ate += 1>>how dare you<<else>>quit it<</if>> you disgusting slob!" Chelsea shouts, writhing in your gut as bits of your burger presumably start to rain down onto her. "You can't do this to me!" "Eh, as good as it is it's also greasy as hell," Kayla chuckles. "Probably not good to come here //too// regularly. Gotta watch your diet to stay in shape too, you know." "Hey, suit yourself, my diet's already gonna be a nightmare with what we're learning," you laugh. You grin down at your belly, giving one of the bulges Chelsea is making a light squeeze and shake, then send her another mouthful of burger. <</append>> <</if>>

<<set _roll to random(1, 2)>> <<if $turn is 0>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<set _incomingDamage += random(2, 4)>> <<append "#digestion">> "You stupid brat! How //dare// you!" Chelsea roars from inside your stomach. She thrashes wildly against you, the bulging form in your belly visibly shifting and squirming, but you hardly feel any discomfort. She's weak //and// uncoordinated. "Spit me out right now! I know you can hear me you little shit!" <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 1>> <<set $preyAction to "struggle">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <<elseif $turn is 3>> <<set $preyAction to "rest">> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Come on, I've got a meeting with a client in an hour! I don't have time for this you rotten little twerp!" Chelsea shouts. She doesn't seem to be struggling anymore, despite the confidence of her demands. With how pathetic she's been up till now, you wouldn't be surprised if she already ran out of steam. "<<if $lastAction is "taunt">>At least stop eating and pay attention to me dammit!<<else>>Just spit me out already!<</if>>" <</append>> <<else>> <<if $lastAction is "taunt">> <<set $preyAction to "struggle">> <<set _preyActionIntensity to 0>> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> Chelsea squirms as more of your meal piles onto her, struggling to reposition herself under the intrusion into her limited space. She pushes out hard at the top of your stomach, sending a small burp racing up your throat. "Stop it you disgusting slob! I'm not food!" she screeches, continuing to lash out at the walls of your stomach. <<else>> "How dare you!" Chelsea's muffled voice shouts. "I've never been so disrespected! SPIT ME OUT ALREADY!" Your belly starts to shift and shake as she lashes out at the walls of your stomach, protesting the onslaught of food you <<if _ate > 1>>keep sending<<else>>sent<</if>> down to join her. Even compared to her weak showing before, her efforts seem a tiny bit stunted--all the extra food must be making things more cramped for her. <</if>> <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 2>> <<set $preyAction to "struggle">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <<else>> <<set $preyAction to "rest">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <</if>> <<append "#digestion">> <</append>>

<<set _roll to random(1,3)>> /* REMEMBER TO INCLUDE VARIABLE CHANGES IN UNIQUE DIALOGUE */ <<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "relax">> <<if $turn is 0>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> You just smirk and give your belly a condescending pat. "Oh shut up in there, we've still got a line to wait in..." <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "massage">> <<if $turn is 0>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Oh shut up in there, we've still got a line to wait in..." you say. Unsurprisingly, your words do nothing to slow the squirming in your gut. You sigh and start to run your hands along your belly, idly trying to soothe the minor ache she's kicking up while you wait. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "squeeze">> <<if $turn is 0>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Oh shut up in there, we've still got a line to wait in..." you say. Unsurprisingly, your words do nothing to slow the squirming in your gut. You sigh and tighten your stomach muscles, subtly putting pressure on her without drawing too much extra attention to yourself. It seems to work--Chelsea grunts and her efforts slow down quite a bit. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "crush">> <<if $turn is 0>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> You smirk, wrapping your arms around your squirming belly. Then, you squeeze in as hard as you can, like you're giving her an intense hug. You flex your stomach muscles at the same time to put as much pressure as you can manage on the arrogant woman. "I'd //*urp*// watch your tone if I were you..." you grunt. You keep crushing her, pressing hard enough that your arms tremble a little. Then you feel Kayla nudge you with her elbow. "$name, you might want to dial it back..." she whispers. You give her a confused look, but then notice that a lot of the other people in line are giving you odd looks--some of them disgusted, others almost scared. You blush a little, releasing your hold. "R-Right, sorry..." <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "taunt">> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<if $turn is 0>> <<append "#digestion">> "Aw, what's the problem?" you say, giving the bulge her head is making a poke. "It's like I told you, now we can share the spot! And you don't even have to pay for food, I'll send mine //*urp*// right to you.~" <</append>> <<else>> <<set _ate += 1>> <<set $preyVulnerable -= 1>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if (_ate is 1) or ((_ate > 3) and (_roll is 1))>> Your stomach growls and you feel like you're about to start drooling. With all this delicious food staring you in the face, there's no way you could hold back no matter how full you are. You give the current occupant of your stomach a slight nudge warning of her incoming company, then dig into your burger. It's juicy and seasoned to perfection, definitely ranking among the tastiest things you've ever eaten. <<elseif (_ate is 2) or ((_ate > 3) and (_roll is 2))>> You grab a few fries and stuff them into your mouth--crisp and salty, perfectly complimenting your burger. You immediately go in for another handful. With Chelsea filling out your gut, nothing more that you eat seems to make any difference in how full you feel and your gluttony starts to get the better of you. You doubt you have enough food to fill in all the cracks between the space she takes up, but with food this delicious there's no harm in trying. <<else>> A loud belch races up your throat as you go to take a bite out of your burger, catching you off guard enough to actually excuse yourself. It carries with it an odd, unpleasant chemical taste--a slight hint of fruitiness tells you it's your prey's perfume reacting poorly with your stomach acid. Hoping to wash it away before it can taint your meal, you grab your milkshake and chug, taking long, deep swallows of the thick drink. You smirk as your prey jolts from the sudden cold addition to your sweltering insides. <</if>> <</append>> <</if>> <<case "shake">> <<if $turn is 0>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> You smirk, placing your hands firmly on the sides of your belly. Then, you start to vigorously shake it around, throwing the inside of your stomach into chaos. Combined with her efforts it's actually making //you// a little queasy, but hindering her efforts wasn't really the point. "Or what? What are you gonna do from in there?" you say with a a laugh. "Just //*urp*// shut up and digest, bitch.~" You feel Kayla nudge you with her elbow. "$name, you might want to dial it back..." she whispers. You give her a confused look, but then notice that a lot of the other people in line are giving you odd looks--some of them disgusted, others almost scared. You blush a little, releasing your hold and letting your belly settle again. "R-Right, sorry..." <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<default>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</switch>>

<<Time 15.75>><<set $ateChelsea to false>>\ Just as you're going to take a bite of your burger, a sharp pain strikes at the base of your chest. You wince and drop your burger onto your tray, clutching at your belly as a wave of nausea spreads through your body. Somehow, Chelsea is actually overwhelming your stomach. "Come on, settle down..." you grumble, trying to massage your aching flesh. For a moment, it seems to work and the discomfort subsides, only for another, worse wave of nausea to take its place. A sour groan tears through the air and your stomach muscles contract, making the outline of her form in your belly far more distinct for a moment. A painful pressure builds, then you feel her head get forced back into your throat. Your attempts to swallow her back down do nothing, and soon your arrogant prey comes sliding out of your mouth onto the ground beside your table. She's quick to push herself up onto her hands and knees, panting and sputtering at first. <<if $turn < 8>>Her shirt is completely gone--either completely digested or left behind to stew in your gut--leaving her in just a fraying pink bra and pock-marked shorts.<<else>>Your stomach stripped her completely naked, nothing left of her clothes but a few small scraps of fabric floating in the puddle of acid that followed her out.<</if>> She's completely drenched in stomach acid and mucus from her time inside you, her hair wild and matted and bits of chewed food clinging to her body. "UN--BE--//LIEVABLE//!" Chelsea screeches as she gets to her feet. Her fists are clenched and she's staring daggers at you, absolutely livid. "You rude, disgusting, bratty little //SLOB//!" She stomps her feet along with her words, not seeming to care at all about her current exposed state as the movement lightly bounces her chest. "You wanna talk about disgusting, look in a mirror," Kayla snaps. "People are trying to eat here. Be thankful this wound up being just a warning, puta!" "Why--You--I--!" Chelsea stammers, somehow looking even angrier. She shouts incoherently in frustration, then storms off. Curiously, she heads to the front door first, stepping inside for a moment then reappearing holding the boots you'd discarded when eating her. Still fuming, she finally makes her exit towards the parking lot. "You okay?" Kayla asks. "Yeah, thanks... Definitely lost my appetite though..." you groan, rubbing a hand over your flattened belly. Glancing around, you notice that you're getting a lot of irritated and disgusted stares from the other patrons. "Um, maybe we should go..." "Yeah..." Kayla hurries to finish most of her meal, then the two of you get up to leave. You hurry over to Kayla's car, giving an unfortunate end to an otherwise pleasant day out. <<include "playerPredFail">>[[Head back to campus->Kayla Trip- End]]

<<Time 14>>\ You make your way back to the pool area, the strong scent of chlorinated water briefly overwhelming you as you pass through the door. Taking a look around, you can see Sarah and Alesha sitting at the far side of the pool, which has only half of the swim lanes set up. There's a girl you don't recognize sitting in the life guard chair, currently flipping through a magazine rather than paying much attention to anyone, and another unfamiliar group hanging around in the water on the opposite end of the room, on the side that's been left open. <<if $club is "swim">> "Oh hey $name!" a pleasant voice calls out. You're surprised to be approached by Miranda, the friendly junior from club, not either of the people you came to meet. She's soaking wet and wearing her team uniform--clearly you were correct that it was her you saw swimming before. "How have you been?" "Hey Miranda! I'm doing well. Glad to have made it through the week," you say. "What are you up to?" "Getting a little practice in, of course! I'm actually helping out Lily right now too, she seemed like she could use some pointers," Miranda says with a little laugh. She gestures to one of the swim lanes, where you can vaguely recognize the excitable freshman you'd met at club doing a backstroke. Even you can tell her form needs a little work, but she's clearly enjoying herself. "Care to join us? You look like you're here to train too." "Ah, sorry, I'm actually here to meet up with Sarah and Alesha," you reply. "We might just be doing some practice for the team too, I'm not exactly sure, but they invited me. Thanks for the offer though!" "Yeah, of course! Have fun," she says with a smile. "We'll be around for a while if you change your mind." With a wave, she returns to the pool and hops in, waiting on the outside of the lane for Lily to come back around on her current lap. You continue on your way, heading over to where Sarah and Alesha are.<</if>> "Aaah $name, you made it!" Sarah calls out<<if $club != "swim">> as you approach<</if>>, leaning over Alesha and giving you an excited wave. "We thought maybe you forgot!" "Babe, //you// forgot we invited her until you saw her," Alesha says with a smirk. "Nuh-uh, you're crazy. This was so well planned, how could I forget?" Sarah says, giggling as she flops forward onto Alesha's lap.<<if $outfit is "bikini">> "That bikini is super cute by the way!<<if $fcolor is "green">> Love the color!<</if>>"<</if>> "Right, how silly of me," Alesha snickers, resting a hand on her girlfriend's hip. "Anyways, hey $name!" "Hey!<<if $outfit is "bikini">> And thanks!<</if>> I wasn't sure on the time you were thinking so I hope I'm not //too// late," you say. "How have you guys been?" "Fantastic! We had this big movie night last night with our roommates, watched one of our favorite Jane Oath movies... it was great, everyone loved it!" Sarah replies. She flips herself over so that she's laying with her back against Alesha's thighs, then reaches up to gently touch her cheek. "Well actually I don't know, Ali--did Eve like it? I couldn't really tell." "Yeah I think so! She's hard to read. You know how some people have resting bitch face?" Alesha replies. She's absentmindedly running a hand through Sarah's hair. "Eve has that but, like, for her voice I think. She's actually been pretty nice whenever I've talked to her, but she always sounds irritated no matter what. What about Kris? She didn't talk much." "Oh Kris was on her phone the whole time, I think she was only there because we did it in our dorm," Sarah replies with a laugh. She lets her arm drop down to the water. "So I guess the two of us at least had a great night!" "Well, that's good to hear," you reply with a smile.<<if $club != "swim">>"Hey is that a uniform or something?" you ask Alesha. "It looks like the school colors." "Yeah, you got it! I joined the swim team," she replies. "Actually we both are, but Sare isn't taking it that seriously." "I'm just there to be with Ali~" Sarah giggles. <<if $freshCoupleInfo2 > 0>>"Oh yeah, I think I remember you mentioning that before actually," you reply<<else>>"Ah, gotcha. I bet that's fun!" you reply<</if>><</if>> You notice that beyond where their legs--and now Sarah's hand--were dangling in the pool, they're both completely dry. "So are we actually here to swim, or just hang out?" "I'm just here to look cute in my swimsuit!" Sarah says, striking the best pose she can while laying down. She's wearing a ruffled string bikini colored with a green gradient--admittedly, it is quite cute on her. "Sorry Sare, you may be the cutest person in the room, but the captains said we have to practice outside of club at least once a week," Alesha says. She grins and reaches her arms under Sarah, slightly lifting her up. "Oh yeah? And what if I refuse to get in the pool?" Sarah says, giggling. She takes her glasses off and sets them down on the ground, giving Alesha a wink. "I don't wanna practice!" "Well then I guess I've got no choice~" Alesha snickers. They exchange a slight nod, then Alesha tosses her into the water. The lifeguard glances over as Sarah yelps and splashes into the pool, only to go right back to reading her magazine without a hint of concern. Alesha slides right in after her, swimming over to meet Sarah as she surfaces. "You big meanie~" Sarah giggles, pushing her wet hair out of her face. She leans in and gives Alesha a kiss on the cheek. Alesha returns the kiss, then turns to you. "Come on in $name!" You head to the side of the pool and ease into the water to join them--it's a bit cold at first, but refreshing. Despite Alesha's insistence on training during the couple's little charade, the three of you actually end up mostly just hanging out and chatting while treading water. It's a nice change of pace, at least. However, after a while Alesha seems to be itching to actually swim. "Hey $name, <<if $club != "swim">>are you any good at swimming? H<<else>>h<</if>>ow about a race?<<if $swim1Passed>> You were pretty good in club!<</if>>" she asks. "<<if $club != "swim">>I know you're not on the team, but c<<else>>C<</if>>ompeting is always a fun way to get some practice in." \ <<link "Sure!">><<replace "#choice">>\ "Sure! I don't know if I'll be able to give you much of a challenge,<<if $outfit is "bikini">> especially in this,<</if>> but I'll give it a shot," you reply. "Hey, practice is practice!" Alesha says. "How about we do backstroke? That's definitely my weakest area and I should really work on it." You agree, and the two of you get ready, settling on doing a full four lengths of the pool. You get in position at the wall, then kick off when Sarah gives the signal to start. <<if $fat > 49>>Unfortunately, the weight you've been putting on is <<if !$swim1Passed and ($club is "swim")>>still <</if>>holding you back and it quickly becomes clear that the competition isn't even close. You struggle to get through even the first lap, and Alesha easily finishes the race long before you, but you still push yourself to complete the full distance you'd settled on.<<elseif $swim1Passed>>It's close at first, and even into the second lap you're hot on Alesha's heels, but you never manage to overtake her. The race is close, but it's clear she's the stronger swimmer.<<else>>You give it your best, but Alesha quickly pulls ahead and you never manage to overtake her. It's still a decent race, but it's clear she's the stronger swimmer.<</if>> After you finish, the two of you get out to sit at the side of the pool. <<if $fat > 49>>"That was a good effort!"<<else>>"That was pretty good, nice job out there!"<</if>> Alesha says, slightly out of breath. "Thanks! You were amazing though, I didn't stand a chance," you say with a <<if $fat > 49>>sheepish smile<<else>>grin<</if>>. "Yeah, she's pretty much the best~" Sarah says, scooting over to give Alesha a quick kiss on the cheek. "Hey, keep practicing and maybe you'll beat me next time!" Alesha says. She turns to Sarah, resting a hand on one of her thighs. "You know Sare, you really should get a //little// practice in while we're here." "Oh come on, you know I'm only on the team to be with you," Sarah giggles. "I don't wanna! It's not like they can kick me off." "I know, but... could you take it a little seriously, Sare? For me?" Alesha says. Sarah looks like she's about to say something, but pauses as she catches Alesha's gaze. They stare at each other for a moment, then both smile. "Sure thing," Sarah says, giving a slight nod. "I guess I will need to get good if I want to go to the meet with you! Now where's Lily, I know she's around here and I can //easily// beat her in a race...~" "That's the spirit!" Alesha chuckles. She gives her a quick kiss before she gets up to find <<if $club is "swim">>Lily<<else>>the girl she was talking about<</if>>. "Thanks babe." "Huh, I thought she'd put up more of a fight," you say. "Oh come on, she's not //that// unreasonable," Alesha says. "She just likes to mess around!" The two of you watch as Sarah marches over to <<if $club is "swim">>where Lily and Miranda are practicing, <<else>>a pair of girls you don't recognize<<if $metMiranda>>--though one of them looks a //little// familiar--<<else>>, <</if>><</if>>quickly getting them on board with her idea. She and <<if $club is "swim">>Lily<<else>>one of the other girls<</if>> prepare to race like you and Alesha had<<if $club is "swim">>, with Miranda overseeing them<</if>>. While you watch the two compete, you decide to take the opportunity to get to know Alesha a little better. "You know, it's been a week but I feel like we still don't know much about each other!" you say. "What's your family like?" "Oh! Um, it's a little complicated actually," she replies with a nervous laugh. "I have a brother who's really cool! Me and Darryl have been great friends since we were little." "Nice! I'm guessing that's not the complicated part?" "Ha, no... I, uh, kinda //had// a lot of other siblings, but Darryl's the only one that never got eaten..." "//Oh//." "Yeah, so, like, my dad's not all that happy about me coming //here// of all places, and don't even get me started on my mom..." she says with a sigh. "But, uh, what about you?" "Not a lot to say there really, I've always been an only child. Grew up just me and my dad for the most part, mom kinda dropped out of the picture when I was still a toddler," you reply. "Not, like, anything to be sad about there though, my dad is great!" "We've got a little in common there then!" Alesha says with a slight laugh. There's a pause where she watches Sarah swimming, and you notice her face harden a little. "Hey, by the way, don't... ask Sarah about this sort of stuff. She'll give you a confusing answer and it'll make her upset, even if she doesn't seem it." "Oh, um, got it," you say. "Thanks. She's, uh... been through some stuff," she adds. Then she clears her throat. "Anyways, I think they're almost done! Looks like Sare is winning!" Sure enough, Sarah is on her way back on her final lap, far ahead of <<if $club is "swim">>Lily<<else>>the other girl<</if>>. Once they've both finished, Sarah comes back to rejoin you and gloat about her victory. Alesha congratulates her, the two share a kiss, then you all go back to hanging around chatting in the pool like before. It's a pleasant way to spend the afternoon, but after a while you start to get a bit cold from your time in the water, not to mention exhausted even if there hasn't been all that much proper swimming happening. With pruned fingers and toes, the three of you get out, dry off, and head back to the locker room to get changed. "That was fun! Thanks for coming $name!" Sarah says as you all start to make your way out of the building, fully clothed and dry other than your hair. "Hey, thanks for inviting me! It was nice to mix things up a little," you reply. "Totally! You gotta keep it fresh, always try new things!" Sarah says. "Not that a pool is new. It's, like, one of our favorite places!" "You're going to Emma's party a bit later right?" Alesha says. "We'll see you there!" "Yeah, definitely! See you guys!"<<if $freshCoupleRel < 4>> <<Couple 1>><</if>> [[Head back to your dorm->September 7th- Pool End]]<<silently>><<Workout>><</silently>><<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<SidebarText>><</replace>><<set $outfit to $lastOutfit>><<set $aleshaInfo1 to 1>><<set $freshCoupleInfo2 to 1>><<set $aleshaInfo3 to 1>><<set $aleshaInfo4 to 1>><<set $sarahInquiry1 to 1>>\ <</replace>><</link>> <<link "No thanks">><<replace "#choice">>\ "No thanks, sorry," you reply. "I don't think I'd stand a chance, <<if $outfit is "bikini">>especially in this<<else>>and I don't think I'm prepared to get too intense today<</if>>." "You totally wouldn't, Ali's the best~" Sarah giggles. "Ah, that's fine..." Alesha says with a sigh. "I know I saw Miranda here, maybe she'll be up for it." "Oh, yeah, go for it!" Sarah says. "You could totally kick her butt babe." "Aw, thanks, I'll do my best," Alesha chuckles, giving her a quick kiss on the cheek. She gets out of the water to go talk to <<if $club is "swim">>Miranda<<else>>the girl she'd mentioned<</if>>, who seems to happily agree to the proposition.<<if ($club != "swim") and $metMiranda>> She looks a little familiar, but you can't quite place where you've seen her before.<</if>> You and Sarah get out to sit on the edge of the pool so that you aren't in the way. She gives Alesha and <<if $club is "swim">>Miranda<<else>>the other girl<</if>> the signal to start, then quickly turns her attention to you while the two swim. "Sooo, how's your week been?" Sarah says, nudging you with her leg. "Have any close calls? Acing all your classes? Meet anyone cute?" <<if $totalEscaped > 5>>"I'm not sure I've gone a //day// without a close call..." you say with a sigh.<<elseif $totalEscaped > 0>>"It hasn't exactly been the easiest week, but I guess that's to be expected here," you reply.<<else>>"You know, it's been pretty good, I've managed to avoid having much trouble at all!" you reply.<</if>> <<if $anatomyDemonstration > 0>>"One of my A&P classes was... interesting... but otherwi--"<<else>>"I think all of the classes I've been to have been--"<</if>> <<if $anatomyDemonstration > 0>>"Haha yeah I know, me and Ali are totally in that class, remember? Oh but did you have to do a lab yet?"<<else>>"Oh, oh! Did you have to do a lab yet?"<</if>> Sarah says, cutting you off with another nudge. <<if !$escapismLabMina and !$escapismLabHaley>>"No actually, I kinda forgot we were doing it the day our lab was in Escapism and showed up with someone half digested in my gut already..." you say with a slightly nervous chuckle.<<else>>"Yeah, back on Tuesday in Escapism we--"<</if>> "So you'll never believe this, but that's <<if $anatomyDemonstration > 0>>the other<<else>>one of the<</if>> classes me and Ali have together and we were actually partners!" Sarah says, not seeming to pay much attention to your response despite asking you a question. "It was sooo weird and we were so nervous, but like... it was actually kinda nice?" she explains, blushing a little. "Like not just in general, but knowing it was //Ali// I was inside, all snug with her heartbeat in my ears... and then when it was my turn, having her safe and sound, as close as can be..." "Right..." you say, not quite sure how to respond to that. "I'm glad you two lucked out with that?" "Hey c'mon, don't be like that, it's not that weird!" Sarah laughs. "It's like, really intimate, you know? In a way? I really wanna find a way to get some of those antacids for myself so we can try it out again in our own time..." <<if $unbirthedByNadia or $unbirthedByJanet>><<set $freshCoupleInfo3 to 1>>"Er, you know..." you say, blushing a little as you think about <<if $unbirthedByNadia and $unbirthedByJanet>>some of your experiences<<elseif $unbirthedByNadia>>your experience with Nadia<<else>>your experience with Janet<</if>> earlier in the week. "There is a, uh, safer place you can put someone inside of you, if the two of you are into that sort of thing..." Sarah smirks. "Oh we've already been building up to that, don't you worry~" she says. Her cheeks flush and you notice her rubbing her legs together for a moment.<<elseif $knowAntacid>>"You know, I've heard from one of the upperclassmen you can actually just ask to get some for your own use if you two are really interested in that sort of thing," you tell her. "Though, I don't actually know //where// you ask, I'd guess probably the nurse?" Sarah lets out an excited gasp. "Really!? Thanks $name, I'd been thinking I was gonna have to steal them from one of the teachers somehow!" she says. "I'll have to ask around, maybe we can do it soon..."<<else>>"I guess I can kinda see where you're coming from," you say. "And hey, don't let me stop you if you two are enjoying it." "Oh don't worry, we never let anyone else's opinions drag us down," Sarah chuckles.<</if>> There's a pause in your conversation as Alesha comes near where you're sitting on one of her laps. Sarah, of course, has to excitedly cheer her on until she's headed back on her way to the other side of the pool. She fidgets in place a little once the moment has passed. "Hey so, sorry I kinda cut you off and just said my own thing there," she says, looking off to the side. "It's a bad habit, sometimes I get so focused on Ali or excited about something that I just kinda... go. Don't take it personally, that's just me!" "Thanks. It wasn't that big a deal, but I appreciate that you're conscious of it!" you reply. "Hehe, I used to be super quiet if you can believe it," Sarah says. "I wound up swinging a little too hard in the other direction when I started to open up I guess!" The race between Alesha and <<if $club is "swim">>Miranda<<else>>the other girl<</if>> is almost a photo finish, but Alesha just barely manages to come out on top. After a brief talk with the other girl, she comes back over to you, smiling but clearly out of breath. Sarah congratulates her, the two share a kiss, then you all go back to hanging around chatting in the pool like before. It's a pleasant way to spend the afternoon, but after a while you start to get a cold from your time in the water, not to mention a bit exhausted even if there hasn't been all that much proper swimming happening. With pruned fingers and toes, the three of you get out, dry off, and head back to the locker room to get changed. "That was fun! Thanks for coming $name!" Sarah says as all start to make your way out of the building, fully clothed and dry other than your hair. "Hey, thanks for inviting me! It was nice to mix things up a little," you reply. "Totally! You gotta keep it fresh, always try new things!" Sarah says. "Not that a pool is new. It's, like, one of our favorite places!" "You're going to Emma's party a bit later right?" Alesha says. "We'll see you there!" "Yeah, definitely! See you guys!"<<if $freshCoupleRel < 4>> <<Couple 1>><</if>> [[Head back to your dorm->September 7th- Pool End]]<<set $outfit to $lastOutfit>><<set $aleshaInfo1 to 1>><<set $freshCoupleInfo2 to 1>><<set $sarahInfo3 to 1>><<set $sarahInfo4 to 1>>\ <</replace>><</link>>\

<<Time 14>><<set $eatenByMeghan to true>><<if $preyName is "polite">><<set _polite to true>><<else>><<set _polite to false>><</if>><<set $preyName to "!Err:setPreyName">><<set _slowed to 0>>\ <<set $predName to "Meghan">><<set $predSS to 50>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "Meghan_PreyStruggle">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "Meghan(TEXT)">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "Meghan_Actions">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Eaten by Meghan- Escape">>\ <<if _polite>>"Uh, please don't..?" you say sheepishly. "Come on, I'm just here to swim with some friends..." Meghan snorts. "Ha! Aw that's cute, I almost wanna let you go for being polite about it," she laughs. "But how else are you gonna learn that this was a bad call if I don't play my part?" she says, still grinning as she steps closer. "Besides the resistance will really give my training a boost. Now come here!"<<else>>\ "Oh fuck off!" you say, taking a step back. "Leave me alone, I'm just here to <<if $club is "swim">>get some practice in with some other people on the team.<<else>>swim with my friends!<</if>>" "Eh, sorry, that's not how things work here. How else are you gonna learn that this was a bad call if I don't play my part?" she says, still grinning as she closes the gap. "Besides the resistance will really give <<if $club is "swim">>//my//<<else>>my<</if>> training a boost. Now come here!"<</if>> She lunges forward, managing to get a grip on your arm even as you jump away from her. She's far stronger than you gave her credit for with her chubby frame, her grip painfully tight as she yanks you toward her. You try to pull back, but she easily overpowers you, causing you to stumble and crash face-first into her chest. Wrapping an arm around you to hold you in place, she turns to the lockers and presses you against them, keeping you pinned with her body. @@color:orange;You have been overpowered.@@ "Hey, look on the bright side. At least you're dressed right for the swim you're about to take," she snickers. You let out a muffled sound of protest, unable to get anything intelligible out with her soft flesh suffocating you. She shifts her grip to your arms and hoists you up to start her meal. You take a gasping breath as your mouth is freed, only to quickly find yourself cut off once again as she forces your head into her waiting maw. Her slick tongue slides across your face for a moment, then she begins to swallow. Your head is forced down into the constricting tunnel of her throat, dragged deeper by staggered swallows. You try to squirm against her grip, but she has you completely locked down, easily advancing down your body as she packs you away. Saliva and other slimy fluids drench your skin as you're squeezed down towards her waiting gut. The lubrication feels oddly erotic in your exposed state, a feeling not helped by her tongue slipping into your cleavage as she pushes over your chest. You wriggle in protest of the intrusion, but that only spurs her to pause and give you a few more intentional teasing licks. Mercifully, <<if $breastSize > 44>>after managing to choke down your chest, <</if>>she's actually pretty quick about it. Her lips glide down your stomach, her tongue tickling your exposed navel as it passes, then she adjusts her grip to lift you up off the ground. <<if $fat > 49>>She struggles a bit with your weight, briefly stumbling backwards when she hefts you overhead, but after dropping back to sit on the bench behind her she's able to continue without issue. Your chubby legs soon disappear down her gullet to join the rest of you.<<else>>You flail your legs as you're hoisted above her, but unsurprisingly the effort is useless. There's nothing you can do as your lower body sinks down into her throat to join the rest of you.<</if>> Her stomach groans with satisfaction as you curl up against the slimy walls. You shift and squirm against their embrace as the last of you makes its way down her throat, trying to get into a more manageable position within the cramped confines<<if $fat > 49>>, made more difficult by the edge of the bench painfully jutting into the space<</if>>. The moment your feet complete their journey into her gut, sealing your fate, you feel her plant her hands on either side of her belly and let out a roaring belch, causing the walls to squeeze in on you. "//*OOUUURrrrrp!*// Ah, that's one of the best parts..." Meghan says with a sigh.<<if $fat > 49>> Your world shifts and the intrusion of the bench recedes as she pushes herself back up onto her feet.<</if>> She pats her gut, hard enough for you to flinch with each impact. "<<if $joanSwim1Bully > 0>>And damn, you were pretty //*urp*// tasty! I'll have to let Joan know she missed out sending you in the back. <</if>>Hope you learned your lesson in there! You went down real //*Oourp*// easy in that thing." "The lesson doesn't matter if I get digested!" you shout, kicking at the tight flesh surrounding you. "Let me out!" "Eh, that's more of a you problem, I did my part," Meghan snickers. "You know the funny thing though? I'm totally gonna have to wear //my// bikini now!" she laughs, smacking her belly. "Those swim team uniforms can //*urp*// stretch pretty good without ripping, but no way am I getting it on while I'm already like this." "Ugh, fuck you!" you grunt, giving the walls another kick. She may be a sophomore, but <<if $eatenByIzumi or $eatenByErika or $eatenByZoeyMulti>>you've beaten worse before<<else>>you can't just give up<</if>>. You've got to get out of here! <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "preyOptions">></div>

<<Time 17>>\ You make your way across the courtyard and back to Karbo, heading through the halls to return to your dorm. There's still a bit of time before the party, but Emma isn't around when you step inside. She's probably finishing setting things up and waiting for people to arrive. For now, you drop back onto your bed and pull out your laptop, settling in to relax for a little while. Just as you're starting to get sucked in and zone out, Emma finally returns to the dorm. Checking the time, it's already 5 o'clock. <<if $emmaRel < 1>>"Oh, hey $name," she says, sounding like she's in a hurry. She heads straight for her dresser and digs around for something, going right to the bathroom to change once she finds whatever it is. "Hey," you reply, barely glancing up from your computer. She stays in the bathroom for quite a while, and when she emerges she's totally transformed, now wearing a skirt and a gaudy pink and blue top<<if !$emmaInjured>>, as well as having her hair tied up in a high-resting ponytail<</if>>. "The party's starting soon! Remember, it's in the lounge," she says as she passes by, heading back into the hall as quickly as she'd arrived. You sigh and close your laptop--it's not like you have anything else going on tonight, so you may as well head over now. <<if $wardrobeUniform or $wardrobeLight>>As you get up and stretch out a little after sitting for so long, you think about what you'd like to wear.<<else>>You get up, stretch a little, use the bathroom, then head out to make your way over to the lounge.<</if>>\ <<else>>\ "Heya $name!" she says as she hurries into the room. She kneels down to dig through her dresser. "Everything's all set for the party, it'll be starting soon! I've just gotta get dressed for the occasion." "Hey! Glad to hear everything's going smoothly," you say. "Yeah, I'm so excited! Give me a minute to get changed," she says, heading into the bathroom with the outfit she'd put together. She stays in there for quite a while, and when she eventually emerges she's totally transformed. Her simple blue shirt has been swapped out for an asymmetric, layered tank top. The outer layer has a bright blue and pink gradient, angled downward to rest higher on her left side than the right and sporting a row of frills along the bottom edge, while a black underlayer sticks out below, slanted the opposite way. Instead of shorts, she's now wearing a short black skirt, resting low enough to leave quite a bit of her tanned midriff exposed.<<if !$emmaInjured>> She's even done her hair up differently, tying it back in a high resting ponytail and clipping on a few blue hair pins that seem to be purely for aesthetics.<</if>> "Ta-da!" she says, striking a little pose. "Ready to party!" "Wow, you look <<if $emmaRel < 4>>great!" you say.<<else>>amazing!" you say, blushing slightly from her more provocative look.<</if>> "Thanks, this is one of my favorite outfits!<<if $emmaAteBetty>> Though it's, uh, actually a little snug after yesterday..." she says sheepishly.<<else>>" she beams.<</if>> "I've gotta get back to the lounge, but I'll see you there!" "Yeah, see ya!" you call after her as she heads back out into the hall. You close your laptop and push it aside, deciding it's probably about time that you got ready as well. <<if $wardrobeUniform or $wardrobeLight>>As you get up and stretch out a little after sitting for so long, you think about what you'd like to wear.<<else>>You get up, stretch a little, use the bathroom, then head out to make your way over to the lounge, already feeling confident enough with your current outfit.<</if>>\ <</if>> <<if $wardrobeUniform or $wardrobeLight>>\ \ <<if $wardrobeLight>><<link "Wear lighter, more revealing clothes">><<replace "#clothes">>Inspired by Emma's bold look, you decide to change into something lighter, throwing on a loose spaghetti strap top and a skirt before heading out the door.<<set $outfit to "light">> [[Head to the party->September 7th- Emma's Party: Kayla Check]]<</replace>><</link>> <</if>><<if $wardrobeUniform>><<link "Wear a school uniform">><<replace "#clothes">>Smirking, you decide to wear the school uniform you got. It //does// look nicer than your current clothes, and it might be cute to wear it in celebration of surviving the first week. Once you're changed, you head out the door.<<set $outfit to "uniform">> [[Head to the party->September 7th- Emma's Party: Kayla Check]]<</replace>><</link>> <</if>><<link "Keep your current outfit">><<replace "#clothes">>After thinking bout it for a moment, you decide that your current clothes should do fine. They may not be the fanciest, but it's far from a bad look. [[Head to the party->September 7th- Emma's Party: Kayla Check]]<</replace>><</link>> <<else>>[[Head to the party->September 7th- Emma's Party: Kayla Check]]<</if>>

<<if ($health <= 0) or ($stamina <= 0)>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $stamina <= 0>> Your arms start to tremble and shake, barely even making a dent in the stomach walls anymore when you try to push out. They drop to your sides like lead and you find it difficult just to lift them again. Your legs have given out on you as well--your energy is completely spent. <<else>> It's no use, her stomach is just too strong for you to handle.<<if $acidStage < 3>> The sensation of being stuck under water inside her gut is far too disorienting; the situation feels hopeless.<</if>> You start to lose yourself to the churning of her gut, unable to muster any more strength to fight. <</if>> <<if $club is "swim">> <<if _slowed > 2>> <<set $health to Math.round($healthMax*0.1)>> While you go limp inside of her, Meghan carries on with the race, probably pleased to be rid of the distraction. Her belly shifts and shakes around you as she swims, letting out an eager groan now that there's one less source of movement to irritate it. Hidden away beneath the surface of the pool, your consciousness drifts away, left with one final hope that somehow Meghan will lose and actually uphold her end of the bet... ... "...sure she's still alive? I'm not taking the blame if you had me throw up a corpse..." you overhear a faint voice say. There's a loud ringing in your ears and you're finding it difficult to focus on anything. "Yeah, you can see her breathing. I told you, they usually pass out or stop being able to struggle much sooner, but in general people can //survive// for an hour or so in a stomach," another voice says. It sounds familiar... Miranda? "Well, assuming the predator isn't actively trying to finish them off anyways..." The ringing in your ears dies down and you start to be able to get your bearings a little. You're wet, cold, and lying on the ground. And you were... in a stomach, weren't you? You slowly open your eyes, blinking as the bright light of the room overwhelms you at first. An involuntary groan escapes your lips. "Oh, oh, she's waking up!" Five silhouettes standing over you come into focus as your eyes adjust. Meghan, Miranda, Lily, Sarah, and Alesha are all staring down at you. You sit up, groaning again and rubbing your head, still feeling pretty disoriented. "$name! $name we did it!" Sarah says, practically bouncing with excitement. "We beat Meghan and saved you!" "And she actually let me out..?" you mumble. "I thought I was gone..." "Hey, I'm not a monster! A bet's a bet," Meghan says, crossing her arms. You can see her swimsuit for the first time--a simple, bright cyan bikini. Despite being fairly chubby, she pulls it off well. "All that squirming you did early on really got in the way a lot more than I expected. Heh, you're lucky Miranda was so insistent though, I though for sure you bit it halfway through the race." "Right... thanks for the rescue then guys, I really appreciate it," you say, stretching out your arms as you gradually return to the land of the living. "Totally, no problem! That was a blast!" Sarah says with a big grin. "It all came down to Sare too! So proud of you babe~" Alesha says, pulling Sarah into a hug. "Hi by the way!" Lily says, waving at you with an innocent smile. "I hope there's no hard feelings towards me, they didn't tell me what the race was for!" "You're fine, I..." you start to say. A draft in the room finally calls your attention to the obvious--naturally your bikini didn't survive that long inside of Meghan's gut. Your cheeks turn rosy and you quickly jolt forward, pressing your legs together and covering your chest with your arms. "I think I need a shower." "Of course, there's one in the locker room," Miranda says, smiling as she reaches out a hand to help you up. "Thanks..." you reply, accepting her help. You do your best to keep yourself covered as you get to your feet, then hurry out of the room towards the locker room. <<include "playerPreyEscape">>[[Go get cleaned up->Eaten By Meghan- Recovery]]<<set $outfitState to "gone">> <<else>> While you go limp inside of her, Meghan carries on with the race, probably pleased to be rid of the distraction. Her belly shifts and shakes around you as she swims, letting out an eager groan now that there's one less source of movement to irritate it. Hidden away beneath the surface of the pool, your consciousness drifts away, left with one final hope that somehow Meghan will lose and actually uphold her end of the bet... ... "//*Hwoouuuurp!*// Hah... hah... I... I actually did it..!" Meghan says, panting as she slams her hand against the wall of the pool. "Yep, Meghan wins!" Lily's chipper voice announces, not seeming all that concerned about the outcome. Though in fairness, the stakes were never explained to her. "B-But... oh this sucks, that isn't how it was supposed to go at all..." Sarah says, crestfallen as she finishes her lap just a few seconds after Meghan. "We were the heroes saving the day, we're supposed to win!" "Better luck... next //*Oourrp*// time..." Meghan grunts. Your unconscious form is squeezed and shifted in odd ways as she struggles to push herself out of the pool, the side wall meeting no active resistance as her belly is pushed against it. "I'm gonna take my prize to go." "It's okay Sare, you tried your best there..." Alesha says, wrapping an arm around the smaller girl as she shuffles out of the pool herself. "Yeah but, we got $name digested," Sarah pouts. She rests her head against Alesha's chest. "Oh, this is so sucky, Ali..." "Right, uh, s-sorry $name..." Alesha offers. "Oh that's enough!" Miranda snaps. She points an accusatory finger at Meghan. "You got your training in and we've humored this long enough. I don't care about the race, spit her out!" "Spit what out?" Meghan says. She runs both hands down the front of her rounded belly and gives it a gentle pat. "She stopped moving before I'd even turned around, I don't think there's anything but //*urp*// meat in there at this point. Plus, I won the race! We had a deal, she's mine to keep even if she was still squirming." "Bullshit, she might have passed out but there's no way she's totally gone already." "I don't know, the tanks pretty full at this point and with the water--hey!" Meghan says, getting cut off as Miranda steps forward and grabs the sides of her belly. However, she quickly lets go as the shrill sound of a whistle being blown echoes through the air, immediately silencing the whole room. "Hands off, no roughhousing by the pool!" the woman sitting in the lifeguard chair snaps, lazily pointing a finger at Miranda. "Cause I know you're not eating her like that. Don't make me get up." "Are you kidding me Jess!?" Miranda shouts. The lifeguard only offers a shrug in response. "No no, she's right Miranda," Meghan laughs. "I can eat whoever I want, but fighting by the pool is against the rules. You're not gonna //*Uuurp*// disobey the lifeguard, are you, little miss perfect?" "I..! Ugh, you really are just as bad as Joan!" Miranda says. "Yeah, yeah. Guess I gotta make sure there's really nothing to rescue before I bounce if that's the only thing holding you back though," Meghan says. Sarah and Alesha watch with distraught expressions as Meghan squeezes her stomach muscles and wraps her arms around her belly, crushing in on what remains of you as hard as she can. Miranda clenches her fists, enraged but holding herself back in fear of the lifeguard coming after her. Meghan is clearly straining to keep up the pressure, her arms starting to tremble. When she finally releases-- "//*BWOUuuurrrrrp!*// There... Hey don't look at me like that. Kinda dark for me, I know, but I really do wanna get out of here and you were being a pain," Meghan says, patting her belly. It's a bit smaller than when she started, more compact. "Well, see you guys next //*urp*// practice!" With that, she starts to make her way out of the pool to get changed again. What's left of you bounces along inside her stomach as she leaves to move on with her day, already well on its way to being nothing but nutritious sludge for her body to absorb... <<include "Life Lost">> <</if>> <<else>> <<if $acidStage < 3>> While you go limp inside of her, Meghan carries on with her swim, probably pleased to be rid of the distraction. Her belly shifts and shakes around you as she moves, letting out an eager groan now that there's one less source of movement to irritate it. Hidden away beneath the surface of the pool, your consciousness drifts away. "//*Hwoouuuurp!*// Hah... hah... damn, I forgot how much of a workout this was..." Meghan says as she stops at the edge of the pool for the last time, panting. She finally orients herself upright again, but at this point her stomach is so overloaded with acid that it barely floats even without her pushing down on it. Her belly has rounded out significantly, but she can still make out the bulge your head is making and gives it a slap. "You really all done in there?" she says. She smiles when there's no response, though gives her gut another smack to make sure. "Perfect. Thanks for the //*UUURrrrp!*// help with my training!" Ready to move on with her day, she struggles her way out of the pool, what's left of you getting crushed against the side in the process, unable to resist the intrusion. It takes her a bit to get herself up and onto her feet, and all of the odd pressure against her belly pushes out another belch that echoes through the room, but she's eventually able to get to her feet. She gives her softening gut an appreciative pat. She smirks as a nearby conversation reaches her ears. <<else>> "You done yet? I'm ready to move on here," Meghan says, poking her belly as she feels your movements slow. Your only response is a very weak push to the nearest wall that barely even causes it to bulge out, and she grins. "Perfect! But, just to make sure..." Before you can react--not that there was anything you could do to stop it at this point--the walls crash in on you. //Hard//. She wraps her arms around her gut on top of tightening her muscles, putting as much pressure on you as she can possibly muster. Even ignoring the pain, you don't stand a chance against the assault--at this point, you're completely submerged in stomach acid. Unable to breath and crushed beneath Meghan's unrelenting grip, it doesn't take long for your pitiful attempts at resisting to fade and your consciousness to drift away. "//*BWOUuuurrrrrp!*// There..." Meghan says with a sigh, patting her belly. It's a bit smaller than when she started, more compact. "Thanks for the help, freshie.~" She carefully pushes herself up onto her feet under the weight of her gut, pausing to stretch her arms once she's up. She smirks as a nearby conversation reaches her ears. <</if>> "Where the heck is $name? I know that was her that walked by earlier..." Sarah grumbles. "I thought so, but maybe not," Alesha replies. "Maybe she's just taking a while to change?" "I don't know, no one should take this long. I bet she ditched us. What a jerk..." With a slight laugh, Meghan starts to make her way out of the room, leaving the couple behind without saying a word. What's left of you bounces along inside her stomach as she leaves to move on with her day, already well on its way to being nothing but nutritious sludge for her body to absorb... <<include "Life Lost">> <</if>> <</append>> <<else>> <<switch $acidStage>> <<case 1>> <<append "#digestion">> <<set $sceneNextLink to "Eaten by Meghan- Escape 2">> "There we //*urp*// go! Ready to hit the pool," Meghan says, giving the top of her belly a light pat. "You know I should thank you, I forgot how cute this looked! And with you in there bloating me out, I don't even have to be self-conscious about my flabby gut. You're really doing me a //*UUrrp*// solid freshie!" "So glad I could help..." you grumble. You slam your elbow against the wall in irritation, kicking up a light splashing sound as her stomach shakes from the impact--a small pool of acid has already started to build around your feet. A loud, worrying groan rumbles through the walls in response to the blow. "You're not seriously going to swim with me in here, are you?" "Uh, why wouldn't I? I came here to do some practice, you're just going to make it a bit more interesting," she chuckles. She smacks the side of her belly. "Just hang tight and enjoy the ride while you can!" Your whole world starts to subtly bounce and sway as she heads out of the locker room, each step she takes jostling you around within her gut. You faintly hear the door slam shut behind her, then the muffled sounds of distant splashing and conversation as she makes her way over to the pool. <<if $club != "swim">>She briefly stops to talk to someone who seems to know her--they voice some disapproval of her stuffed belly, but don't even try to help you--then carries on her way. <<else>> Then she comes to a stop as someone greets her. "Hey Meghan! I like the bikini, it's a good color for you," the girl says. A hopeful feeling suddenly strikes you--it's Miranda! "But, uh, isn't this a bit much? You'll be able to practice better //without// whoever that is in your gut..." "Ah c'mon, it's resistance training! I'll be getting--" "Miranda, help! It's me $name, from the swim team!" you shout, pushing out at the walls as you cut her off. Meghan wraps one arm around her belly and squeezes in on you in response. "Quiet you, we're not at the pool yet." "Meghan! Seriously? Spit her out!" Miranda says. You feel her place a hand against your back through Meghan's belly. "It's bad enough to be picking on freshman this early on, but one of our new teammates? I thought you were better than Joan..." "Nah, she's here to //*uurp*// stay," Meghan chuckles. Then she stops, and you feel her take a step back, her voice less confident when she speaks again. "Wait, hold on, hands off the merchandise. Kim didn't teach you how to do that weird pressure point thing, did she..?" "Let $name out on your own and you won't have to find out." "Wait, did you just say $name?" a faint third voice asks. You quickly recognize it as Sarah. "Hey, you can't eat her, she's supposed to be hanging out with us right now!" "Yeah, let her go!" Alesha's voice chimes in, both of them clearly much closer than before. "Wow, I didn't realize you were so popular," Meghan says, patting the top of her belly and taking a step back. "Let's all just calm down here..." "No, spit her out! I'm not losing a team member this early if I'm in a position to help," Miranda snaps. "Uh... okay how about this! We're all here to practice, right? How about a race!" Meghan says quickly. "If you three can all complete a full //*urp*// lap, there and back as a relay, before I can finish one with all of this slowing me down, I'll let her out. Deal?" "What? Why would we--" Miranda starts to say. She's cut off by a gasp from Sarah. "That's like something straight out of a movie! Yes, totally, let's do it!" Sarah says. "Don't worry $name, we're gonna win your freedom!" "I guess that sounds easy enough to win? I've never tried, but a big gut like that has gotta be a huge handicap," Alesha says. "And me and Miranda were already faster than her even without it." "What? No! Just--" You try to protest, but Meghan tightens her stomach muscles to cut you off. "Great, it's //*urp*// on then! Let's get to it!" Meghan says with a laugh. "I can't believe this..." you hear Miranda grumble. "Lily, take a break and come here, I guess we need you to officiate..." You groan, similarly in disbelief at the ridiculous situation you've ended up in. Meghan chuckles to herself as she goes on the move again. <</if>> "Alright, get ready! This is gonna be super //*Uurp*// weird for you~" Meghan says, giving her belly a slight shove. She carefully eases down into a sitting position, a hard edge that you infer to be the side of the pool momentarily jutting into your space, then she slides over the edge and drops into the water. You feel her belly splash against the water, and as she promised things immediately start to feel strange. The water slightly presses in on her belly wherever it pushes beneath the water line, but you don't sink as far as you expected, bobbing gently at the surface and only partially submerged. Or rather, her gut is. With such malleable walls as the only barrier between you and the liquid outside, it feels like you've been wrapped in the world's most disgusting water bed. The walls wobble and shift in odd ways with every subtle movement--it's very disorienting. "Hang on, let me just..." she mumbles. She presses down on the top of her belly and shifts her weight forward. It accomplishes little at first, but after a moment she hits a tipping point and your prison flips over and submerges, with Meghan resting on top. The walls squeeze in a little tighter from the added pressure of the water. "//*Urp*// There. Now try not to squirm too much, okay?" Her voice has an odd quality to it, partially garbled by the water but still coherent thanks to your position inside of her. "It's already gonna be kinda tough with you just in there at all."<<set $sceneAttack to 0>><<set $sceneDefense to 2>> @@color:yellow;Her stomach is starting to kick into gear, you need to get out!@@ <</append>> <<case 2>> <<append "#digestion">> Your whole world shakes and wobbles as Meghan pushes on with her slow, awkward attempt at swimming with a full stomach. Over time, things have actually started to stabilize a bit, but the reason why is even more concerning. Despite the odd circumstances, her stomach has continued to work away at you unimpeded, and the tide of acid is dangerously high by now. Only your head<<if $breastSize > 34>>, knees, and some of your chest<<else>> and knees<</if>> remain above the surface, though with all of the jostling there isn't any part of you that's not completely coated at this point. She isn't even paying attention to you, the pool and her exercise alone are simply keeping you in check. <<if $club is "swim">>Constantly on the move and locked beneath the surface of the water, you can't even get a read on how the race for your survival is going...<<else>>The situation looks bleak, but you know you can't give up yet...<</if>><<set $sceneAttack to 0>><<set $sceneDefense to 2>> @@color:yellow;Her acids are rising, you won't survive much longer in here!@@ <</append>> <<case 3>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $club is "swim">> <<if _slowed > 2>> <<goto [[Eaten By Meghan- Released]]>> <<else>> <<set $health to 0>> <<addclass "#actions" "hide">> <<addclass "#actionReminder" "hide">> "//*Hwoouuuurp!*// Hah... hah... I... I actually did it..!" you hear Meghan say, panting. The shaking and splashing from her swimming dies down, and she finally orients herself upright again. At this point her stomach is so overloaded with acid that it barely floats even without her pushing down on it. You're struggling just to keep your head above the surface. "Yep, Meghan wins!" Lily's chipper voice announces, not seeming all that concerned about the outcome. Though in fairness, she was a late addition to this situation and you're not sure she even knows what the stakes are. "B-But... oh this sucks, that isn't how it was supposed to go at all..." you hear Sarah say. "We were the heroes saving the day, we're supposed to win!" "Better luck... next //*Oourrp*// time..." Meghan grunts. You're squeezed and shifted in odd ways as she struggles to push herself out of the pool. "I'm gonna take my prize to go." "It's okay Sare, you tried your best there..." you hear Alesha say. "Yeah but, we got $name digested," Sarah pouts. "Oh, this is so sucky, Ali..." "Right, uh, s-sorry $name..." Alesha offers. "Oh that's enough!" Miranda snaps. "You got your training in and we've humored this long enough. I don't care about the race, spit her out!" "Hey come on, we had a deal here!" Meghan protests, taking a step back. You feel a hand grab at you... only for it to pull away at the shrill sound of a whistle being blown. There's a pause where you can very faintly hear someone in the distance speaking, but you can't make out anything they say. "Are you kidding me Jess!?" Miranda shouts. "No no, she's right Miranda," Meghan laughs. "I can eat whoever I want, but fighting by the pool is against the rules. You're not gonna //*Uuurp*// disobey the lifeguard, are you, little miss perfect?" "I..! Ugh, you really are just as bad as Joan!" Miranda says. "Yeah, yeah. Guess I gotta make sure there's nothing to rescue before I bounce if that's the only thing holding you back though," Meghan says. Before you can react, the walls crash in on you. //Hard//. She wraps her arms around her gut on top of tightening her muscles, putting as much pressure on you as she can possibly muster. Even ignoring the pain, you don't stand a chance against the assault--at this point, you're completely submerged in stomach acid. Unable to breath and crushed beneath Meghan's unrelenting grip, it doesn't take long for your pitiful attempts at resisting to fade and your consciousness to drift away. Sarah and Alesha watch with distraught expressions as the squirming in Meghan's belly slows and gradually disappears, Miranda enraged but holding herself back with clenched fists in fear of the lifeguard coming after her. Meghan is clearly straining to keep up the pressure, but maintains her hold for quite a while after you stop moving. When she finally releases-- "//*BWOUuuurrrrrp!*// There... Hey don't look at me like that. Kinda dark for me, I know, but I really do wanna get out of here and you were being a pain," Meghan says, patting her belly. It's a bit smaller than when she started, more compact. "Well, see you guys next //*urp*// practice!" With that, she starts to make her way out of the pool to get changed again. Your unconscious form bounces along inside her stomach as she leaves to move on with her day, already softening under its efforts... <<include "Life Lost">> <</if>> <<else>> "//*Hwoouuuurp!*// Hah... hah... damn, I forgot how much of a workout this was..." you hear Meghan say, panting. She finally orients herself upright again, but at this point her stomach is so overloaded with acid that it barely floats even without her pushing down on it. You're struggling just to keep your head above the surface. As if that thought tipped her off, her gut suddenly crashes against a flat surface and squeezes you enough to force you beneath the tide of boiling fluid. You can feel her straining a little, the pressure against you shifting and changing in intensity. It's hard to keep track of what's happening, but after a little while the walls finally relax and you're able to take a deep, gasping breath from a tiny pocket of acrid air. Something hard is jutting into the bottom of her belly--she's sitting on the side of the pool again. "//*UUrrp*// Whew... there we //*urp*// go..." she says. She roughly pats the bulge your head is making. "Alright, you did a great job helping me with my training, but I'm sorry to say it's time to wrap this up."<<set $sceneAttack to 0>><<set $sceneDefense to 0>> @@color:yellow;You're almost completely submerged in her stomach acid, you need to get out now!@@ <</if>> <</append>> <</switch>> <</if>>

<<Time 14.5>>\ "//*Hwoouuuurp!*// Hah... hah... Damn it..." Meghan grunts. She comes to a stop and shifts upright again in the water, briefly disorienting you. At this point her stomach is so overloaded with acid that it barely floats even without her pushing down on it. You're struggling just to keep your head above the surface. "Sarah finished first, so Miranda's team wins!" Lily's chipper voice announces. "I can't believe this backfired... " Meghan says. You're squeezed and shifted in odd ways as she struggles to push herself out of the pool. She gives her gut a slap once she's back on her feet. "All that //*Buurrrp*// squirming slowed me down a lot more than I expected." "$name! $name we did it! We won!" Sarah's muffled voice cheers. You flinch as someone, presumably her, firmly grabs the sides of Meghan's belly. "Now get her out of there!" "Yeah, we won fair and square! Spit her out," Alesha chimes in. "Please, there's barely room to breathe anymore!" you add, frantically squirming against the tight embrace of the stomach walls. "Yeah, yeah, relax, a bet's a //*uurp*// bet," Meghan says, taking a step back. You feel her wrap her arms around the bottom of her belly, then squeeze in and tighten her muscles at the same time. For a brief, terrifying moment this results in you getting forced below the surface of her stomach acid while the walls crash in tight around you, but then you feel yourself start to get pushed upward. Your body slides back up her throat, passing back through her lips and out onto the cold tile floor with surprising ease. Taking a deep, gasping breath of fresh air, you push yourself up off the ground, your arms trembling a little. The best you can manage for now is getting into a sitting position, feeling stiff and oddly nauseous from all the jostling around inside of her. Sarah, Alesha, Miranda, Lily, and Meghan are all standing over you. "Fuck... I didn't think you'd really let me out, honestly..." you grumble. Your head is a bit foggy, but the feeling is already fading. "Um, thanks for the rescue..!" "Of course, that's what friends do!" Sarah says with a big grin. "Heh, we really showed this big bully who's boss." "It all came down to Sare too! So proud of you babe~" Alesha says, pulling Sarah into a hug. "Hi by the way!" Lily says, waving at you with an innocent smile. "I hope there's no hard feelings towards me, they didn't tell me what the race was for!" "You're fine, I..." you start to say. A draft in the room finally calls your attention to the obvious--naturally your bikini didn't survive that long inside of Meghan's gut. Your cheeks turn rosy and you quickly jolt forward, pressing your legs together and covering your chest with your arms. "I think I need a shower." "Of course, there's one in the locker room," Miranda says, smiling as she reaches out a hand to help you up. "Thanks..." you reply, accepting her help. You do your best to keep yourself covered as you get to your feet, then hurry out of the room towards the locker room. <<include "playerPreyEscape">>[[Go get cleaned up->Eaten By Meghan- Recovery]]

<<set _roll to random(1,2)>> <<if $turn is 1>> <<set $predAction to "squeeze">> <<set _predActionIntensity to 0>> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> You can feel Meghan stretching and moving in place, accompanied by a subtle, soft shifting sound. Then she bends forward, squeezing you between her torso and legs, and you get a good idea of what's going on: she's taking off her clothes to change into her suit. <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 2>> <<set $predAction to "squeeze">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> You're given a brief reprieve as Meghan stands back up straight and you hear the sound of a locker opening. There's some more subtle shifting, a lot of movement and contact around your head in particular, then once again you find your world tilting downward as you're squeezed against her legs. This time she seems to be struggling a little and the pressure gets more intense as she strains to lift one of her legs even higher. She must be putting on her bikini. <</append>> <<elseif $acidStage < 3>> <<set $predAction to "shake">> <<set _predActionIntensity to 0>> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> The fleshy chamber wobbles and shakes around you, shifting and squeezing in odd ways as Meghan does her best to propel herself through the water despite the bulk hanging off of her. It's a bizarre sensation, <<if $acidStage > 1>>and it's kicking the built up acid into a worrying frenzy, though her stomach is also starting to let out odd groans from all of the movement<<else>>and getting jostled around so much is worryingly effective at spreading the small amount of stomach acid all over you<</if>>. <<else>> You hear Meghan burp between breaths as she pushes forward with her swimming. The stomach walls shift and shake in odd ways from all the movement, the flesh against your back rippling from the pressure of the water pushing against it. <<if $acidStage > 1>>All of the movement sends the rising tide of acid sloshing around so aggressively that you can't distinguish between what splashing sounds are coming from outside or inside.<<else>>You can feel all of the movement sending the small amount of built up acid splashing all over the chamber.<</if>> <</if>> <</append>> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "crush">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <</if>>

<<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "normal">> <<if $acidStage > 0>> <<set _slowed += 1>> <</if>> <<if !_firstSwimStruggle and ($acidStage > 0) and ($acidStage < 3)>> <<set _firstSwimStruggle to true>> <<append "#digestion">> You push out gently against the walls, getting a feel for how they'll behave like this. The flesh wobbles a bit, seeming to push in against you elsewhere as you push out. You give a harder shove and the whole chamber rocks. It's disorienting, but you'll have to manage. <<if $club is "swim">>Even if you can't get out yourself, you have to imagine that kind of movement is going to slow Meghan down and help the others win the race... though you find it a little hard to believe she'll actually let you out if she loses.<</if>> Taking a deep breath, you start to struggle, kicking and shoving at the walls in an inconsistent rhythm to try and throw her off. Her stomach groans in irritation from all the movement. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<case "strong">> <<if $acidStage > 0>> <<set _slowed += 1>> <</if>> <<if !_firstSwimStruggle and ($acidStage > 0) and ($acidStage < 3)>> <<set _firstSwimStruggle to true>> <<append "#digestion">> You push out gently against the walls, getting a feel for how they'll behave like this. The flesh wobbles a bit, seeming to push in against you elsewhere as you push out. You give a harder shove and the whole chamber rocks. It's disorienting, but you'll have to manage. <<if $club is "swim">>Even if you can't get out yourself, you have to imagine that kind of movement is going to slow Meghan down and help the others win the race... though you find it a little hard to believe she'll actually let you out if she loses.<</if>> Taking a deep breath, you start to thrash wildly against the walls, putting everything you've got into pummeling the flesh around you. You keep pushing even as you start to feel nauseous, emboldened by her stomach whining in protest at all of the movement. Even through the constant shifting of your chamber, you're able to notice Meghan slow down for a moment and grab at her belly with one hand, clearly feeling the ache you're kicking up. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<case "rest">> <<if ($acidStage > 0) and ($acidStage < 3)>> <<set $stamina -= 5>> <<append "#digestion">> You pause to take a breather, ceasing your struggle and doing your best to relax within the slimy walls of Meghan's stomach. Unfortunately, you can't manage to get even remotely comfortable under the odd circumstances. The walls shake and shift in odd ways from the combination of water pressure and your predator's movements as she swims, constantly jostling you around in irritatingly unpredictable ways. You're not sure the attempt accomplished much more than letting Meghan swim unimpeded for a little while. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<case "progress">> <<if ($progress is 2) and ($acidStage > 0) and ($club is "swim")>> <<append "#digestion">> One good blow to the stomach walls causes them to clamp down on you for a moment, twitching slightly before relaxing again. The contraction sends a rush of air up Meghan's throat. A moment later, you feel her pause and falter for a moment, struck by a fit of coughing. Evidently, the burp was poorly timed with the breathing rhythm she'd settled into during her swim stroke. "Hey this is //*urp*// cheating..." she says, slowly starting to move forward again. You feel a very light tap against the side of her belly--probably the best smack she could manage underwater. "We're doing a race here, just sit still until it's over..." @@color:chartreuse;You're wearing her down, keep pushing!@@ <</append>> <<elseif ($progress is 3) and ($acidStage > 0) and ($acidStage < 3)>> <<append "#digestion">> Meghan's stomach rumbles around you, the walls twitching intensely as a sour groan cuts through the air. A moment later, they squeeze in tight and you feel her stop in her tracks and wrap her arms ang legs around her belly, sliding back into an upright position in the process. She maintains her grip until the moment passes and the walls relax again. "Damn, you are one //*uuurp*// feisty freshman..." she groans. You feel her slowly start to shift back on top of you to continue her swim. "Can you chill? I don't want to get in trouble for throwing up in the pool..." @@color:lime;Keep it up, she can't hold out much longer!@@ <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<default>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</switch>>

<<Time 14.5>><<set $turn to 10>>/* Since you were only wearing a bikini your outfit is always gone no matter what. Setting the turn to 10 will make the escape logic always set your outfitstate appropriately for that*/\ <<if $acidStage > 2>>\ You roar in outrage, putting everything you have into pummeling the walls despite the overwhelming tide of acid. The inside of her stomach has become a chaotic mess from all the movement. As you thrash against the flesh surrounding you, you can feel it starting to twitch and tremble, odd groans rocking through the chamber. One last blow pushes it over the edge, and the walls crash in painfully tight around you. "Ugh, come on just.. settle down..." Meghan grunts, clutching at her gut. "//*Buurrp*// sh-shit..!" Following the gas that escaped her gut, you're squeezed back up into her throat, painful waves of pressure running through her stomach doing everything they can to force you out. You feel her make a brief attempt to swallow you back down, but it does little to hinder your ascent. She gives up and you surge forward towards freedom... only to find yourself crashing face-first towards the water as soon as you slide out of her lips. There's nothing you can do to stop it as you crash into the icy pool, pushed down and away from the safety of the wall by the force of your escape. Initially, you actually find the cool water pleasantly soothing against your tingling, acid drenched skin. However, the whole process is incredibly disorienting and you start to panic as you realize that you're trapped beneath the surface with nothing to grab onto while still exhausted and stiff from your escape. A flash of adrenaline runs through your veins and you find the strength to pull yourself to the surface, gasping for breath. <<else>>\ You do your best to keep up your onslaught, pummeling the wobbling walls with everything you can muster. The whole chamber is a chaotic mess from all the movements, stomach acid splashing all over the place as the walls shift and sway under the influence of Meghan's swimming, the water, and your own efforts. The flesh around you seems to be tensing up, as if bracing itself against you. Then one lucky blow finds just the right spot--your hand pushes through back into her throat, and it's all over. The walls crash in around you and Meghan gags, immediately shifting back upright in the water. "Sh-Shit..!" she sputters, clutching at her gut. You feel her make one brief attempt to swallow you back down, but it does little to hinder your ascent. Your body surges back up through the tight passage of her esophagus, forced out by painful waves of pressure pulsing through her stomach. The moment you leave her mouth, you're plunged into the cool water of the pool, finding it pleasantly soothing against your tingling, acid drenched skin. The whole process is incredibly disorienting, and you start to panic as you realize that you're trapped beneath the surface in the middle of the pool while exhausted and stiff from your escape. A flash of adrenaline runs through your veins and you find the strength to pull yourself to the surface, gasping for breath.\ <</if>> "Oh come on!" an unknown voice shouts. "Alright, everyone out of the pool..." While you struggle to get your bearings and stay afloat, something splashes into the water next to you. It's a floatation device thrown by a very irritated lifeguard, who apparently didn't see fit to actually swim out to assist. Still, it gets the job done and you're able to grab on and take a breather to collect yourself, then paddle to the side of the pool. "You good?" the lifeguard asks. "I think so..." you say. After pausing to catch your breath, you push yourself up out of the water. "Thank you." "Yeah, yeah..." the woman sighs. She walks back over to her chair, grabbing her cell phone and grumbling to herself. "And of course Nora's on duty, gonna be up my ass about this even though I didn't do anything..." <<if $club is "swim">>\ "Does that mean we won?" you hear Sarah asks. She's in the pool, on her way over to the edge by where you climbed out. "I'd say so, it looks like Meghan forfeited," Alesha replies. You glance over to her as she and Miranda approach, catching a glimpse of Meghan hurrying out the door behind them. "I'm sure she's scared of Jess eating her for causing problems, she's going to have to get a janitor to come clean the pool now," Miranda says. "Aw, that's pretty anticlimactic, we were so close to saving the day..." Sarah pouts. She leans against the wall of the pool and pokes you. "You okay $name?" "Yeah, I think I'm alright..." you say. "I just..." A draft in the room finally calls your attention to the obvious--naturally your bikini didn't survive that long inside of Meghan's gut. Your cheeks turn rosy and you quickly jolt forward, pressing your legs together and covering your chest with your arms. "I need a shower." "Of course, there's one in the locker room," Miranda says, smiling as she reaches out a hand to help you up. "Thanks..." you reply, accepting her help. You do your best to keep yourself covered as you get to your feet, then hurry out of the room towards the locker room.\ <<else>>\ "$name!" you hear a familiar voice shout. It's Sarah--her and Alesha are hurrying over to where you are. "No wonder we couldn't find you! Are you okay?" "We were just about to check the locker room, we really though you'd just ditched us for some reason..." Alesha says sheepishly. "Yeah I'm fine..." you groan. You glance around, wondering what happened to Meghan, and catch what looks like the back of her hurrying out the door. She probably didn't want to stick around after pissing off the lifeguard. "Great!" Sarah says. Then she giggles. "So do you always swim naked or is this something new you're trying?" Right alongside her comment, a draft in the room finally calls your attention to the obvious--naturally your bikini didn't survive that long inside of Meghan's gut. Your cheeks turn rosy and you quickly jolt forward, pressing your legs together and covering your chest with your arms. "N-No I definitely had a bikini when I went in," you blurt out. "I, uh, I need a shower..." "Oh, there are some right in the locker room you can use!" Sarah offers. "Right, thanks," you say. You do your best to keep yourself covered as you struggle up onto your feet. "Uh, I guess we'll see you at Emma's party?" Alesha says with a nervous laugh. "Yeah, I'll be there..!" you say, already hurrying out of the room as you answer.\ <</if>> <<include "playerPreyEscape">>[[Go get cleaned up->Eaten By Meghan- Recovery]]

<<Time 14.25>>\ Outrage surges through you as you pummel the walls, not letting up for a second. You refuse to let her get away with scooping you up like that just because of your swimsuit choice. As you thrash against the flesh surrounding you, you can feel it starting to twitch and tremble, odd groans rocking through the chamber. One last blow pushes it over the edge, and the walls crash in painfully tight around you. "Aah! Wh-What the hell..?" Meghan grunts, clutching at her gut. She gags as a wave of pressure starts to push your head back up into her throat. Luckily, she seems to be so caught off guard by the quick escape that she doesn't even try to swallow you back down. You surge up through the tight tunnel of her esophagus, squeezing through her mouth and out into the cool air of the locker room. Slick with digestive fluids, your body easily slides along the tile floor as you're ejected from her body. You quickly get back to your feet, a little disoriented but otherwise no worse for wear. "Wow... okay..." Meghan says, bent over coughing. She's wearing a simple, cyan bikini now, having changed while you were inside of her. "That was fast. Let's say, uh, I'll leave you alone if you don't tell anyone you got out that easily? Deal?" "Ugh, whatever," you grunt, flicking some of the slimy fluid coating you off onto the ground. "Just fuck off..." Meghan looks you over, then shrugs. "Enjoy the shower freshie!" she says, heading out of the locker room to carry on with her plan to swim. <<include "playerPreyEscape">>You sigh, begrudgingly taking her advice and heading to the showers at the back of the room. Stepping into one of the stalls, you turn on the water and start to wash off. You keep on your bikini at first to rinse her stomach acid off, but once it seems relatively clean you strip it off to make sure your whole body gets properly washed. After slathering up with the small bottle of soap the school provided, you let the relaxing stream of warm water wash over you. Once you're confident you won't smell like the inside of a stomach anymore, you turn off the shower and head back to your locker to dry off. The moment that you finish getting dressed, you hear the locker room door open. "Hey $name, are you in here? I know I saw you earlier!" Sarah's voice shouts from the doorway. Footsteps approach, and the couple soon walks out in front of your section of lockers. "There you are! What the heck have you been doing!?" "I got swallowed by someone right after I got changed," you say dryly, walking over to meet them. You run a hand through your wet hair for emphasis.<<if $club is "swim">> "It was one of the girls from the swim team too, Meghan..."<</if>> "Oh, that... makes sense..." Alesha says with a nervous laugh. "Glad to see you're okay though!" "Yeah, sorry I was getting mad about it! I feel like a dummy now," Sarah says. "But are you cool to swim now?" "This was the only suit I had with me, and I'm definitely not putting it on again until it's been through the wash," you say with a sigh, holding up your soiled bikini top to show them. "I'm not really in the mood anymore anyways, sorry guys..." "Aw, that looks super cute too..." Sarah says, pouting. "It's alright though, maybe another time!" "Yeah, uh, see you at Emma's party?" Alesha offers. "Yeah, I'll be there," you reply with a slight smile. After a quick farewell, you head out of the locker room and start to make your way back to your dorm, ready to sit back and relax for a little while after that ordeal. [[Head back to your dorm->September 7th- Pool End]]<<set $outfit to "normal">><<set $outfitState to "normal">>

You hurry out of the pool area and across the hall to the lockers, covering your exposed body as best you can. There are a few other people changing when you arrive, but you just hurry past to the showers at the back of the room, claiming the nearest stall. Turning on the water, you start to wash yourself off. After slathering up with the small bottle of soap the school provided, you let the relaxing stream of warm water wash over you. Once you're confident you won't smell like the inside of a stomach anymore, you turn off the shower and head back to your locker. <<if $club is "swim">>\ On the way, you pass by Sarah and Alesha as they finish getting changed. Sarah quickly throws her shirt on and the two of them hurry over to meet up with you. You blush, not quite comfortable to be having a casual conversation while you, and only you, are completely naked, but it's not like there's anything they haven't seen at this point. "Hey $name! Feeling better?" Sarah says. "Yeah, the shower was nice," you reply as you put on your underwear. "It's a shame to lose that bikini though..." "So like, sorry about, y'know getting eaten," Alesha says with a nervous laugh. "I feel like it's kinda our fault since we invited you." "Oh but babe then we saved the day<<if hasVisited("Eaten by Meghan- Escape 2")>>, sorta<</if>>, so it all balances out!" Sarah giggles. "Hey I could have gotten grabbed whenever, not really anyone's fault but Meghan," you say, pulling up your shorts. "But, thanks, I appreciate that. I guess we'll have to try swimming together some other time?" "For sure!" Sarah says. "But like, real talk... that was actually super fun," she says, giggling again. "You know like, now that it's over and you're fine and stuff." "And we can still hang out at Emma's party!" Alesha adds. "You're going, right?" "Yeah definitely, I'll see you guys there!" you reply.<<if $freshCoupleRel < 4>> <<Couple 1>><</if>> After a brief farewell, the two of them head out while you finish getting changed. After throwing your shirt on and double checking that you're not forgetting anything, you head out of the locker room and start to make your way back to your dorm, ready to sit back and relax for a little while after that ordeal.\ <<else>>\ Luckily, the room has cleared out by the time you're finished, sparing you any concern about prying eyes. You return to the locker where this all started, letting out a sigh as you dry off. This wasn't exactly how you saw the afternoon going, but at least you survived. Once you're dry you throw your clothes back on, then head out of the locker room and start to make your way back to your dorm, ready to sit back and relax for a little while after that ordeal.\ <</if>> [[Head back to your dorm->September 7th- Pool End]]<<set $outfit to "normal">><<set $outfitState to "normal">>

<<if $emmaRel > 3>>\ Emma hits the lights and the two of you get comfortable in your beds<<if $fullness < 2>>, <<if $emmaRelation3 > 0>>finally <</if>>settling in with the bowls of popcorn she provided<</if>>. Then your comfort is promptly disrupted as you discover that the volume was up about twice as loud as it needed to be, the opening theme of the movie nearly shaking the walls as it blasts through the room. Emma quickly pauses the movie and corrects the problem as you both laugh. While you settle back into your spot, Emma shifts in place a little without hitting play again. "Hey, actually... would you be cool if I sat on your bed too?" she asks. "It would probably be a better viewing experience if we didn't have to tilt the tv for both of us to see." "Oh..! Sure, go ahead," you say, shifting to the side so that you're pretty much right against the wall. You pat the empty space you created for her. "Awesome!" She quickly gets up to reposition the screen, then plops down next to you and resumes the movie. You settle into your new position as the movie gets started, <<if $fullness > 1>>Emma sitting so close that her leg is slightly grazing your belly since there isn't much room on the bed<<else>>only a few inches between you and Emma since there isn't a ton of room on the bed<</if>>. The movie is pretty much exactly what you'd hoped for from the little description Emma gave: action heavy and full of giant mechs fighting giant monsters, cheesy in the right ways, and with just enough plot to keep you invested between big battles. As it goes on, you gradually start to slide down into a more relaxed position, Emma similarly getting more and more comfortable. <<if $fullness < 2>>She tears through her bowl of popcorn much faster than you, and barely hesitates to just start eating from yours instead, even giving you a teasing smirk the first time.<<else>>She absolutely tears through the bag of popcorn she had, finishing off the entire thing by herself before the movie is even halfway over. Seeming a little sheepish about that fact, she puts the empty bag out of sight on your bedside table.<</if>> Every time one of Emma's favorite scenes, which is evidently most of them, starts to come up, she'll get excited and start to hype it up. But you start to notice that each time she does that, when she returns to a more relaxed position again she keeps winding up a little bit closer to you. The movie and occasional chatting or joking with her keeps you distracted enough that you don't pay much attention to how much more intimate your position gets over time. <<if $emmaRel > 4>>"You know, I've always thought she was super cute," Emma says, referring to the female lead. You catch her glancing over at you in the pause after her statement. "I don't actually know who the actress is, but I've always had a crush on the character," she adds, chuckling. You grin to yourself. "Yeah, I can totally see it. I'd date her," you reply, glancing back at her with a slight blush. <</if>>You can definitely see why this is one of Emma's favorites, getting completely sucked into the movie before long. It isn't until the credits roll that you fully realize how you and Emma are sitting. You're leaning back far enough to almost be laying down, while Emma is laying right next to you at a slight angle, tilted towards you. There's no longer any space between you, Emma not only pressed up against you but resting her head on your chest<<if $fullness > 1>> and a hand on your shrinking gut<</if>>. Any possibility that she might have just been similarly distracted and not realized what she was doing goes out the window as she sits up, stretches her arms out, yawns, then goes right back to the same position. "U-Um that was, uh, really good," you say, starting to feel very flustered. She looks up at you with a lazy smile. "Right? I'm so glad you liked it." She sighs, slightly snuggling up against you. "I wish I'd showered and gotten changed before we started, it would have been great to just fall asleep like this...<<if ($fat > 19) or ($breastSize > 34)>> You're really soft...<</if>>" "Uh, r-right..." you mumble. Caught off guard by the situation, despite the fact that you've probably been laying like this for a while, you have no idea what you should do. For a moment you consider putting an arm around her, but can't muster the confidence. She pulls away and sits up, her cheeks rosy. "S-Sorry, too far?" she says. "No it's not that, I..." "I'll hop in the shower," Emma says with a smirk, standing up. "Thanks for a great night, $name."<<if $emmaRel < 5>> <<Emma 1>><</if>> As she heads into the bathroom, you take a deep breath and pull out your phone to try and cool down a little. After a little while on your own again, you start to realize how tired you've gotten. So, when you hear her shut the water off you put down your phone<<if $outfit != "pjs">> and grab your pajamas<</if>>, heading into the bathroom right behind her when she steps out. [[Get ready for bed->September 5th- End of Day]]\ <<else>>\ Emma hits the lights and the two of you get comfortable in your beds<<if $fullness < 2>>, <<if $emmaRelation3 > 0>>finally <</if>>settling in with the bowls of popcorn she provided<</if>>. Then your comfort is promptly disrupted as you discover that the volume was up about twice as loud as it needed to be, the opening theme of the movie nearly shaking the walls as it blasts through the room. Emma quickly corrects this and you both laugh it off before settling in again. The movie is just what you'd hoped for from the little description Emma gave: action heavy and full of giant mechs fighting giant monsters, cheesy in the right ways, and with just enough plot to keep you invested between big battles. Emma is sure to hype you up every time one of her favorite scenes, which is evidently most of them, is coming up. You chat and laugh as you get sucked into it,<<if $fullness > 1>> your gut slowly shrinking while the movie rolls,<</if>> and before you know it the credits are rolling. "Wow, that was fantastic!" you say. "It's so good, right?" Emma says, grinning as she shifts to the edge of her bed. "I'm so glad you liked it, I was a little afraid because some people laugh at me for being so into these kind of movies." "I have to admit, it's not what I would have expected you to be into, but it was a blast," you say, smiling at her.<<if $fullness < 2>> "And where did you get that popcorn? That stuff was really good..." "Haha, I got another one hooked!" Emma laughs. "There's this place near where I live that does all kinds of 'gourmet' popcorn, it's amazing. I'll get some extra to bring you next time I take a trip back!"<<else>> "I can't believe I ate that whole thing of popcorn by myself," Emma says with a sigh, tossing out the empty bag. "I've got a problem." "There are worse problems to have than eating too much delicious food," you tease. "I'll try some next time."<</if>> <<if $emmaRelation3 > 0>><<if $emmaRel < 1>><<Emma 3>><<elseif $emmaRel < 3>><<Emma 2>><<else>><<Emma 1>><</if>><<else>><<Emma 1>><</if>> After chatting about the movie for a little longer, Emma gets up and stretches her arms. "Well, I'm pretty beat, I think I'm gonna hit the shower," she says. While she heads into the bathroom to get ready for bed, you sit back on your bed and pull out your phone. However, you soon realize that you're getting pretty tired too. So, when you hear her shut the water off you put down your phone<<if $outfit != "pjs">> and grab your pajamas<</if>>, heading into the bathroom right behind her when she steps out. [[Get ready for bed->September 5th- End of Day]]\ <</if>><<set $emmaInfo8 to 1>><<set $emmaInfo9 to 1>>

<<Time 19.25>><<set $ateLian to true>><<set _intro to 0>><<set _firstCrush to false>><<set _firstMassage to false>><<set _firstTaunt to false>><<set _firstShake to false>>\ <<set $preyName to "Lian">><<set $preyHealthMax to 24>><<set $preyResilience to 1>><<set $preyFrustration to 0>><<set $preyExhaustion to 0>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "Lian_PredActions">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "Lian_Struggle">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "Lian(TEXT)">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Eat Lian- Failure">><<set $preySize to 4>><<set $fullness += $preySize>>\ Knowing you're at a disadvantage with the added bulk of your gut, you don't waste any time trying to ease into it. Without a word you lunge forward, making a grab for the short girl. She yelps and tries to jump back, but you're able to get a grip on one of her arms. You pull her closer, shifting to pin her against the wall. Your still-bloated belly groans as it nudges her smaller frame. @@color:yellowgreen;You overpowered your prey.@@ "Hey," you say with a grin. You lick your lips as you stare down at her. "W-Wait you can't be serious!" Lian protests, pulling her head back as far from you as the wall will allow. She pushes against your belly in a weak attempt to get you off of her. "You clearly already ate someone today, probably not even that long ago! Get off me you bloated slob!" You feel a subtle rumbling in your stomach from the pressure she's putting on it and smirk, leaning in closer. "//*Uurp*// Oh don't worry, I'm pretty sure I still have room for seconds~" you say, belching right in her face. Whatever response she might have had becomes unintelligible as you force her head into your mouth, immediately starting to swallow her down. You're eager to start pushing your limits. She frantically wriggles against your grip as you push over her shoulders, letting out more muffled sounds of protest from within your throat. The last strands of her dark hair soon disappear from view as your lips slide down over the small bump of her chest. Getting a firm grip on her waist, you lift her up overhead, anticipating some difficulty once she starts to join what's left of $lastPrey and wanting to make everything else about her entry as smooth as possible. It's even easier to hold her up than you thought--she's surprisingly lithe for someone attending this school, even if she is a freshman. Her legs flail aimlessly overhead as you lean back against the wall to support yourself. A few more swallows, and you finally feel her head starting to push out against the walls of your stomach. There's a satisfying sloshing noise as she tries to thrash her upper body around in protest, confirming that some of the sludge left from $lastPrey is absolutely still sharing the space with her. You push on, holding her legs steady while you gulp her down. Slowly, your gut begins to stretch even further. However, once her hips begin to make their way down your throat you start to run into trouble. Your stomach seems to push back, resisting your attempt to force another meal into it and letting some of Lian slide right back up. Refusing to give up now, you swallow again, pushing her legs in with your arms as well to cram the girl down your throat. You let yourself slide down to a sitting position against the wall, focusing all your strength into finishing your meal. Your eyes begin to water a bit and your throat is getting sore, but you push on, forcing her down into your packed gut inch by inch. <<if $fullness > $capacity>>By the time your lips seal around her feet your gut is stretched so thin that it's starting to hurt... but you've done it.<<else>>Just as you're starting to worry your eyes really were bigger than your stomach, your lips finally seal around her feet... you've done it.<</if>> You tilt your head back against the wall, panting with exhaustion as the last of her slides down your throat and into your stuffed gut. "//*Bwoouuurp!*// Fuck... that was //*uurp*// intense..." you say, resting your arms on your belly as it rests on the ground in front of you. It's absolutely massive, <<if $ateBethany>>competing with Beth from earlier in the week for the largest you've ever seen yourself<<else>>definitely the largest you've ever seen yourself<</if>>. "Y-You absolute monster..!" Lian says, the horror in her voice clear even with it muffled by your stomach. "This is horrible... putrid... Get me out of here you disgusting freak!" "Aw, come on now," you say with an evil grin, giving your <<if $fullness > $capacity>>strained <</if>>gut a pat. "Play nice with //*URP*// what's left of my lunch, it'll be your turn soon //*urp*// enough.~"<<set $sceneAttack to -2>><<set $sceneDefense to 2>><<done>><<include $sceneActionsLink>><<replace "#actionReminder">><<PredActionReminder>><</replace>><<if $fullness > 5>><<set $acidStage to 1>><</if>><</done>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "predOptions">></div>

<<if $preyHealth <= 0>> <<append "#digestion">> Over time, the fight Lian had been managing to put up fades to the point of being negligible. The shifting bulges in your belly begin to slow and fade. Flooded with acid and what remains of $lastPrey, your gut rounds out to the point of almost disguising that it contains live prey, stretched to its absolute limit. You grin and give the taut surface of your massive gut a satisfied pat. "Giving up in there?" you taunt. "<<if $progress > 2>>If it makes you feel any //*urp*// better, you probably put up a better fight than the first one<<else>>Sorry to //*urp*// say, but my first meal put up a much better fight<</if>>." "Shut up..!" Lian groans. She pushes out at the top of your belly, barely even making a perceptible bump. "You... I hope you get so fat from this you can't stand anymore, you gluttonous slob..!" "Eh, I'm sure I'll be fine," you snicker, giving her a light smack through your gut. "Now just settle in and join $lastPrey, alright?~" There's a bit of muffled irritation in response, and you feel her make a weak attempt at struggling again, but she's past the point of being able to muster anything substantial. You start to massage your belly as she goes still and silent, working your hands in against your strained skin as your stomach roars with activity, doing its best to to work down another massive meal just a few hours after the first. Slowly but surely, you feel your gut start to soften under your fingers, shrinking slightly as your prey is worked down into a more manageable form. "Still with me, Lian?" you say, pushing in on the top of your belly. Though your hand isn't able to sink in very far, you don't feel much other than mush below it, and the only movement is a growing rumbling sensation. "//*UUUUURrrrrrrrp!*// Heh, didn't think so.~" @@color:lime;Lian has been digested!@@ You stay sitting on the floor of the hallway for a while, letting your meal digest a bit more before trying to move. But eventually boredom, and a growing sense of exhaustion, gets the better of you and you decide it's time to turn in for the night. You take a deep breath, then slowly push yourself back up onto your feet, having to use your hands for assistance with the added weight of your gut. The $lastPrey and Lian stew sloshes around inside with every little movement. Once you've adjusted well enough you start to head down the hall, forced into an awkward waddle thanks to the bulk of your massive belly. <<include "playerPredEnd">>[[Head back to your dorm->September 6th- Night 2]] <</append>> <</if>>

<<if $turn is 0>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<set _intro to 1>> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "No! Throw me up right now!" she shrieks, starting to thrash wildly inside of you. You wince as the bumps and bulges in your gut shift and stretch, straining your skin even further. She's putting up a surprisingly strong fight for how tight your stomach must be for her. "You can't do this to me you cretin, I did everything right!" <</append>> <<elseif _intro is 1>> <<set _intro to 2>> <<if $preyExhaustion < 2>><<set $preyExhaustion += 1>><</if>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <<elseif _intro is 2>> <<set _intro to 3>> <<set $preyAction to "brace">> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> You can hear Lian panting inside of you, clearly exhausted from all of her struggling. Your belly stretches as she pushes out against it, but rather than squirming she seems to just be holding her position, bracing against the walls of your stomach to give herself some breathing room. "O-Okay Lian, deep breaths... you're better than this repulsive glutton, just focus..." she mutters to herself. "Ignore your...s-surroundings for now..." <</append>> <<elseif $lastAction is "shake">> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Stop, stop!" Lian shrieks, starting to thrash wildly again. Your stomach immediately lets out a pained groan, not pleased with all the movement while already stretched to its limit. You can hear all sorts of subtle splashing and sloshing accompanying the shifting in your gut. "You're getting it everywhere you animal!" <</append>> <<elseif $preyExhaustion > 0>> <<set $preyAction to "rest">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <<else>> <<set $preyAction to "struggle">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<append "#digestion">> <</append>>

<<set _roll to random(1,2)>> /* REMEMBER TO INCLUDE VARIABLE CHANGES IN UNIQUE DIALOGUE */ <<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "massage">> <<if !_firstMassage or (_roll is 1)>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<set _firstMassage to true>> <<append "#digestion">> You take a deep breath and ease back against the wall, gently starting to massage your overstuffed belly<<if ($preyAction is "struggle") or ($preyAction is "rage")>> to try and offset Lian's struggling<</if>>. Your skin feels tight as you work your hands over it, clearly <<if $fullness <= $capacity>>pushed to its limits<<else>>straining to contain your overindulgence<</if>>. A burp, then a sigh escapes your lips, <<if ($preyAction is "struggle") or ($preyAction is "rage")>>your efforts not seeming to accomplish much more than freeing some gas with how much she's struggling<<else>>your soothing efforts managing to relax your stretched belly quite a bit<</if>>. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "crush">> <<if !_firstCrush>> <<set _firstCrush to true>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<set $stomachHealth -= 5>> <<append "#digestion">> Not wanting to risk letting her struggle too much with your stomach already pushed to its limits, you lean forward and wrap your arms around your oversized belly, shifting your legs into position to press against it as well. Then, you squeeze in as hard as you can, trying to crush Lian into submission. However, your plan nearly backfires. You've barely started when a wave of sharp pain rocks through your stomach, and for a brief moment you feel the urge to vomit. You release your hold with your arms to cover your mouth, though keep pushing in with your legs. Luckily, it still seems to have been enough to lock down Lian, but you make a mental note to be a bit more careful in how much pressure you apply while this stuffed in the future. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "taunt">> <<if !_firstTaunt>> <<set _firstTaunt to true>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Oh, where are my manners? I haven't even thanked you yet," you snicker, poking at one of the bulges in your gut. "I was just about to //*uurp*// give up on my dream of scoring two prey today when you showed up. So thanks for letting me end the week on such a high note.~" "Shut up, you won't keep me in here!" Lian snaps back. "This is disgusting! Humiliating! You're going to pay for this you freak!" "Aw, come on, relax. I know your roommate in there is a little mushy, but it can't be that bad," you tease, giving your belly a little shake. You can hear its contents slosh around. "And hey, with your //*urp*// help, maybe the next time I do this I can take both at the same time.~" <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "shake">> <<if !_firstShake>> <<set _firstShake to true>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> With a grin, you place your hands on either side of your belly and start to shake it back and forth, trying to <<if $preyAction is "brace">>disrupt<<else>>mess with<</if>> your prey. Your initial attempt is pitiful as you underestimate just how heavy your overstuffed gut is. Adjusting your grip, you push much harder, managing to kick up some decent movement this time. You can hear all sorts of sloshing and splashing inside, along with Lian yelping in surprise as the contents of your stomach is thrown into chaos around her. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "damaged">> <<if $preyHealthThreshold is 2>> <<append "#digestion">> "No, no..!" Lian says, breathing heavily from some mix of exhaustion and stress. She whimpers as your stomach lets out an eager groan. "I-I'm gonna end up just like this..." @@color:chartreuse;Your stomach is taking its toll on Lian!@@ <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "progress">> <<if $progress is 2>> <<append "#digestion">> You wince and lean forward, grabbing at your belly. You're starting to feel seriously nauseous from all of Lian's struggling, and as you run your hands over your strained skin you can feel your muscles seeming to twitch or spasm from the strain of holding her back. You start to worry that even though you were able to squeeze her in, you may have bit off more than you could chew with this... @@color:red;Your prey is gaining the upper hand.@@ <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "acidRise">> <<if $acidStage is 2>> <<append "#digestion">> It's difficult to tell with your prior meal still sloshing around, but the addition of a subtle gurgling noise to the mess of sounds coming from your active stomach clues you in that digestion is starting to kick into gear once again. You run your hands along your belly with a grin, wondering if Lian has even noticed the building acid with how messy your stomach already is. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<default>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</switch>>

<<Time 19.75>><<set $ateLian to false>>\ Your stomach suddenly convulses and you gasp, jolting forward to clutch at your aching, overextended gut. Lian's struggling is clearly getting to be too much. You do your best to try and sooth your strained skin, but it's no use. Your stomach clamps down hard against your prey, and a wave of nausea that you can't fight washes over your body. Lian's head gets forced up into your throat, and in no time at all she's surging back out of your mouth. She quickly pushes herself up onto her knees in the small puddle of vomit created by her escape, breathing heavily with her eyes wide. <<if $turn > 7>>Her clothes are almost completely gone, everything but her underwear--even her glasses--claimed by your stomach, and even that is clearly hanging on by a thread. She's covered in slimy fluids from head to toe.<<else>>Her clothes are tattered and fraying at the seams, and every inch of her is covered in slimy fluids.<</if>> Some of it is clearly more than just stomach acid or saliva, but surprisingly most of $lastPrey seems to have stayed with you if your still-bloated belly is any indication. "Y-You absolute, disgusting cretin..!" she stammers once she regains her composure. She shakily gets up onto her feet<<if $turn > 7>>, seeming unconcerned about the state of her clothing at the moment<</if>>. "That was the most revolting thing that's ever... why would you even... Ugh, get away from me!" With that, she runs off down the hall, leaving a slight trail of wet footprints on the ground behind her. You groan, still sitting on the ground clutching your belly. With a sigh, you carefully get back up onto your feet, trudging back to your dorm in defeat. <<include "playerPredFail">>[[Return to your dorm->September 6th- Night 2]]

<<Time 17.75>><<set $malloryTargetKayla to 3>>\ <<if $kaylaTownInvitation>>\ You and Kayla make your way down the hall to head to the party, chatting as you walk. The halls of Lampton seem quiet right now, no one else in sight... until you start to turn the corner and someone lunges out toward you. She gets a solid grip on Kayla's arms before either of you can react.<<if $metBeli>> You quickly recognize the girl as Beli.<</if>> "What the hell? Get off!" Kayla shouts, struggling against her hold. <<if $beliRel > 1>>\ "Oh yeah, you're definitely who she was talking about," Beli says. Her smile flattens when she notices you. "Shit, $name is that you? This a friend of yours?" "Yeah, could you... not?" you say nervously. She sighs. "Yeah alright, fine. You seem cool enough so I'm not gonna eat your buddy right in front of you, at least," she says, letting go of Kayla and giving her a pat on the back. "No hard feelings, right?" "What the hell is your problem?" Kayla snaps, stepping away from her. "Yeah, what did you mean by 'you're who she was taking about'?" you say. "Who's 'she'?" "Ha! Sorry sister, I ain't no snitch," Beli laughs. "I'm always looking for a challenge, and I heard your buddy here was pretty tough... along with a tip on where to find her. Nothing personal on my end, trust." "Right. Well, thanks for letting her go I guess." "Sure thing. Catch you around," she says with a somewhat worrying smirk, heading off down the hall. You and Kayla watch her leave, staying on alert until you hear the click of a door shutting somewhere around the corner. "Some fucking people..." Kayla grumbles. "Thanks for the help $name. It's a good thing you knew her, she had me locked down pretty good. I should have been ready for something like that..." Kayla says with a sigh. "<<if $kaylaWeek1TripChoice is "clothes">>Sucks to have bought this outfit for nothing, but<<else>>But<</if>>, uh, I think I'm gonna have to skip on the party after that. Already having a close call before even getting there is kind of a bad sign, you know? Better to play it safe." "Yeah, that's totally fair," you reply. "<<if $kaylaWeek1TripChoice is "clothes">>I'm sure you'll get another chance to wear that, if nothing else I doubt this'll be the only party Emma throws. <</if>>I guess I'll see you later then?" "Definitely," Kayla replies with a smile. "Tell Emma I said hi though!<<if !$week1PartyKaylaInvited>> Oh, and Mallory I guess if you see her, she's the one who invited me.<</if>>" After making sure that the coast is clear, Kayla hurries back to her dorm, while you carry on to the party alone. [[Continue on to the party->September 7th- Emma's Party Start]]\ <<else>>\ "Oh yeah, you're definitely who she was talking about," <<if $metBeli>>Beli<<else>>the mysterious girl says. She has brown skin and blue eyes, along with asymmetric black hair that's partially dyed red<</if>>. She licks her lips. "Name's Beli, show me what you've got.~" She adjusts her grip on Kayla to start forcing her head into her mouth, seemingly ignoring you. \ <<link "Help Kayla">><<replace "#choice">><<set $karma += 1>>\ "Shit, Kayla!" you say, rushing in to push <<if $metBeli>>Beli<<else>>the other girl<</if>> away. She has a tight grip, but with both of you fighting against her you're able to break her hold. The two of you step back to a safer distance, staring down the would-be predator. "What's your problem<<if $metBeli>> Beli<</if>>?" "Well right now, you," she chuckles. "Fair though, I knew it was kind of a gamble with two of you together... Heard your buddy here was pretty tough and I was looking for a challenge. Guess I'll just have to wait for a better time. Catch you around.~" She nods at you, then walks off as if nothing had happened. You and Kayla watch her leave, staying on alert until you hear the click of a door shutting somewhere around the corner. "Some fucking people..." Kayla grumbles. "Thanks for the help $name, she had me locked down pretty good. I should have been ready for something like that, she totally caught me off guard..." Kayla says with a sigh. "<<if $kaylaWeek1TripChoice is "clothes">>Sucks to have bought this outfit for nothing, but<<else>>But<</if>>, uh, I think I'm gonna have to skip on the party after that. Already having a close call before even getting there is kind of a bad sign, you know? Better to play it safe." "Yeah, that's totally fair," you reply. "<<if $kaylaWeek1TripChoice is "clothes">>I'm sure you'll get another chance to wear that, if nothing else I doubt this'll be the only party Emma throws. <</if>>I guess I'll see you later then?" "Definitely," Kayla replies with a smile. "Tell Emma I said hi though!<<if !$week1PartyKaylaInvited>> Oh, and Mallory I guess if you see her, she's the one who invited me.<</if>>" After making sure that the coast is clear, Kayla hurries back to her dorm, while you carry on to the party alone. [[Continue on to the party->September 7th- Emma's Party Start]]<<set $metBeli to true>>\ <</replace>><</link>> <<link "Flee">><<replace "#choice">><<set $karma -= 1>>\ You stare frozen at the scene for a moment... then start to run away. You feel guilty just leaving her like that, but you don't want to risk <<if $fullness > 1>>putting yourself in danger<<else>>becoming a meal yourself<</if>>. "$name! Help me dam--mmph!" Kayla shouts as you flee the scene. You ignore her, hurrying down the stairs without looking back. Kayla's strong, she'll probably be able to manage on her own... <<if $fullness > 0>>After pausing to catch your breath--exhausted from running on a full stomach like that--you continue on your way to the party, alone.<<else>>You pause to compose yourself a little once you're safely away from the scene, then carry on your way to the party alone.<</if>> [[Continue on to the party->September 7th- Emma's Party Start]]<<set $metBeli to true>><<set $kaylaEnd to "beli">><<set $beliPrey.push({name: "Kayla", status: "major", details: "who you chose not to rescue despite having the chance to help for fear of ending up on this list yourself"})>>\ <</replace>><</link>>\ <</if>>\ <<else>>\ You head out into the halls, making your way upstairs to make your way over to Lampton. As you cross over the bridge, you have to shield your eyes from the sun, which is hanging low enough in the sky at this hour to shine through the windows at the worst possible angle. The halls seem quiet at first... until you turn the corner and get met by a girl with a bloated, squirming belly leaning against the wall.<<if $metBeli>> You quickly recognize her as Beli, her tattoos pretty unmistakable.<</if>> "Damn, you really are tough," she says, clearly talking to her prey. She gives her gut a rough shake, stirring up some sloshing noises.<<if $metBeli>> "Oh, hey<<if $beliRel > 1>> $name! How you //*urp*// livin'?<<else>>. You're... $name, right?<</if>>" "$name? $name help me out here!" her prey shouts, in a worryingly familiar voice. It's //Kayla//. "Shit, quiet //*urp*// you..." Beli grunts, giving her gut a tight squeeze. She gives you a skeptical look. "This one of your buddies then? <<if $beliRel > 1>>Sorry sister, wish you'd caught me before I got her down. Kinda late to back out now<<else>>Sorry sister, maybe if you'd caught me before she was down, but I ain't letting this one go unless she fights her way out.<</if>>"<<else>> At first you start to hurry past, but pause as something about her belly catches your eye. She has a heart-shaped tattoo around her navel, the black ink standing out against her brown skin. Her tank top reveals another tattoo on her right shoulder: a floral design running up her arm. "What, you like the ink?" the girl says, turning her attention to you. She has blue eyes and black hair dyed red around the fringes, one side longer than the other. "Appreciate it, but I'm kinda //*urp*// in the middle of something here, if you don't mind moving along." She winces as a strong blow from her prey causes her belly to bulge forward. "If you don't let me out right now you're gonna regret it //puta//!" a muffled, familiar voice shouts from inside. "Yeah, yeah, I've already heard that," the girl chuckles, wrapping her arms around her gut to give it a squeeze. "Do your worst.~" You freeze without responding to the girl. That voice was unmistakable: the girl in her stomach is //Kayla//.<</if>> \ <<link "Try to help her">><<replace "#choice">><<set $karma += 1>>\ <<if $metBeli>>"Um, could you maybe reconsider?"<<else>>"Hey, uh... that's my friend in there, do you think you could let her out..?"<</if>> you say nervously, taking a step closer to her. You aren't really sure what your plan is here, but you can't just do nothing knowing Kayla is in danger and still has a chance at escape. "Ha! I can appreciate the attempt, but not a chance," <<if $metBeli>>Beli<<else>>the girl<</if>> laughs. "I'm always looking for a challenge and heard your buddy here was real //*urp*// tough. She's gotta beat me fair and square if she wants out." "Fair and square? You jumped me from around the corner, bitch!" Kayla snaps. All sorts of bulges shift and stretch along <<if $metBeli>>Beli<<else>>the girl<</if>>'s gut as she thrashes in outrage. "Hey now, so long as you're doing it yourself everything's fair between predator and prey," <<if $metBeli>>Beli<<else>>the girl<</if>> replies, pressing in hard against the sides of her belly to slow Kayla's struggling. "You should have //*urrp*// been more careful. Muscle ain't shit if it's that easy to get the drop on you." "Well, I could say the same to you for just standing around in public while she's still struggling," you say, your heartbeat racing as you take another, more confident step closer. "You're leaving yourself open for someone else to interfere" <<if $metBeli>>Beli raises an eyebrow at you. "Come on, she really that important that you wanna do this?"<<else>>The girl narrows her eyes at you. "Sister, you do not wanna cross me."<</if>> Kayla makes another hard kick forward while you have <<if $metBeli>>Beli<<else>>the girl<</if>> distracted, stretching her gut so much that she stumbles forward in surprise. You take advantage of the opening to try and assist, pushing on her belly to force her back against the wall, trying to apply pressure inward and up. You're not entirely sure how to go about this, but you're hoping it'll at least hinder <<if $metBeli>>Beli<<else>>the girl<</if>> more than Kayla. To your surprise, she actually grunts and covers her mouth shortly after making contact with the wall. "Get off!" she growls, shoving you back hard enough that you fall over. She takes a step forward, scowling, only to be stopped in her tracks as her belly suddenly stretches out with four clear bulges... then squeezes in tight around Kayla. "God damn it..." She clutches her gut, straining to get the situation under control, but it's no use. She doubles over, and before long an acid-drenched Kayla spills out onto the floor next to you, her clothes tattered and full of holes. She quickly pushes herself up, coughing. "Fuck... thanks $name..." Kayla groans, getting to her feet. She turns to her would-be predator with an intense glare. "Now back the hell off, puta!" "Alright, alright, relax. I know when I'm beat," <<if $beliRel > 1>>Beli says, holding up a hand. She chuckles and shakes her head at you. "I can respect helping out a friend like that so I won't hold it against you this time. Took some guts to step in there. Just don't make a habit of getting in my way, yeah?"<<else>> <<if $metBeli>>Beli<<else>>the other girl<</if>> says, holding up a hand. She chuckles, smirking at you with a worrying glint in her eyes. "I'm not gonna forget this though. <<if $metBeli>>Better watch yourself.<<else>>Name's Beli Mahra, be sure to keep an eye out for me.<</if>>" <<Beli -1>><</if>> You get back to your feet while Beli heads off down the hall. "Are you alright?" you ask. "I've been better," Kayla chuckles, inspecting her tattered outfit. Then she looks back up at you with a smile. "Thanks again $name, I really appreciate you distracting her. She must have been an upperclassman, I was... not nearly as confident as I might have sounded in there." "Of course, I wasn't just going to leave you," you reply, returning her smile. "Well, I think I'm gonna have to pass on the party now. Probably shouldn't take any more risks after that," she chuckles. "Tell Emma I said hi though!<<if !$week1PartyKaylaInvited>> Oh, and Mallory I guess if you see her, she's the one who invited me.<</if>>" "Sure thing! Hope the rest of your night goes better."<<if $kaylaRel < 4>> <<if $kaylaRel < 2>><<Kayla 2>><<else>><<Kayla 1>><</if>><</if>> [[Continue on to the party->September 7th- Emma's Party Start]]<<set $metBeli to true>><<set $beliInfo3 to 1>> <</replace>><</link>> <<link "Not your problem">><<replace "#choice">>\ <<if $metBeli>>"Right... uh, sorry Kayla, I don't think there's much I can do here..." you say. You glance nervously between Beli and her gut. "G-Good luck?" "Ugh, come on!" Kayla shouts, kicking out at Beli's stomach hard enough for her to stumble. "Yeah, there's the fight I'm looking for!" Beli laughs, giving her belly a quick shake. "Go ahead, do your worst.~" Feeling a little guilty, you hurry off down the hall to continue on your way to the party. You cross your fingers that this won't be the last you see of Kayla... and that she'll forgive you if she gets out.<<else>>You glance nervously between the girl and her belly. As much as you might feel a little guilty leaving her like that, if this girl was good enough to get Kayla down in the first place you're not sure there's really anything you can do to help her. Not wanting Kayla to know you were potentially in a position to help, you just give the girl an awkward nod and head toward the stairs to continue on to the party. "Name's Beli, maybe we'll chat some other //*urp*// time!" the girl calls out with a laugh as you hurry away. You cross your fingers that this won't be the last you see of Kayla.<</if>> [[Continue on to the party->September 7th- Emma's Party Start]]<<set $metBeli to true>><<set $beliInfo3 to 1>><<set $kaylaEnd to "beli">><<set $beliPrey.push({name: "Kayla", status: "major", details: "who you chose not to rescue despite having the chance to help for fear of ending up on this list yourself"})>> <</replace>><</link>> <</if>>

<<Time 17>>\ <<if (($malloryTargetKayla > 1) and !$kaylaWarnedAboutMallory) or ($kaylaEnd != "alive")>><<set _kaylaCheck to true>><<else>><<set _kaylaCheck to false>><</if>>\ <<if (($leahDitched and ($leahRel < 0)) or ((($malloryRel < 0) or $malloryAttention2 or (($malloryRel < 2) and ($malloryAttention3 > 1))) and (!$metLeah or (($leahRel < 1) and ($leahMax < 2))) )) and ($malloryTargetKayla != 1)>><<set _malloryCheck to true>><<else>><<set _malloryCheck to false>><</if>>\ <<set $tempPlayerInebriation to 0>><<set $tempEmmaInebriation to 1>><<set $tempDare to "none">><<set $tempHornyDare to false>><<set $tempJadaDare to false>><<set $tempSunnySam to false>>\ <<if !_kaylaCheck and $kaylaTownInvitation and ($week1PartyKaylaInvited or ($kaylaWeek1TripChoice is "clothes"))>>/*showing up with Kayla version*/\ The two of you carry on down the hall, making your way downstairs and around to the lounge. Stepping through the door, you quickly survey the room. Not too much is going on at the moment, only a handful of girls spread throughout the room, but the party is only just getting started. There are a few couches scattered throughout the space, a ping pong table with two people currently playing, and two separate tables for snacks and drinks set up. Emma, Sunny, and a tall asian girl in a purple sweater--Kim, the girl who did club signups at the start of the week, you're pretty sure--are standing around chatting by the entrance. "Hey $name! And Kayla, great to see you again!" Emma says. <<if $kaylaWeek1TripChoice is "clothes">>"I love<<if $outfit is "skimpy">> both of your outfits, they're super cute!"<<if $emmaRel > 3>> Emma adds, seeming a little flustered when she looks you over.<</if>><<else>> your outfit, it's super cute!"<</if>> "Thanks, <<if $outfit is "skimpy">>we just got them<<else>>I just got it<</if>> earlier today! Took a little trip into town together," Kayla replies. "You're looking great too, that's such a fun style!<<if $emmaInjured>> I love the new hair!<</if>>" Emma //is// looking quite a bit different than the last time you saw her. She's wearing an asymmetric, layered tank top: The outer layer has a bright blue and pink gradient, angled downward to rest higher on her left side than the right and sporting a row of frills along the bottom edge, while a black underlayer sticks out below, slanted the opposite way. Instead of shorts, she's now wearing a short black skirt, resting low enough to leave quite a bit of her tanned midriff exposed.<<if !$emmaInjured>> She's even done her hair up differently, tying it back in a high resting ponytail and clipping on a few blue hair pins that seem to be purely for aesthetics.<</if>><<if $emmaRel > 0>> "Yeah, you look fantastic Emma!" you chime in<<if $emmaRel > 3>>,blushing slightly from her more provocative look<</if>>.<</if>> "Aw, thanks! This is one of my favorite outfits," she says with a big grin. "<<if $outfit is "skimpy">>Lookin' hot<<else>>Hey hey<</if>> <<if $sunnyFlirt > 0>>tiger<<else>>$name<</if>>! And you're in volleyball, right?" Sunny says, flashing finger guns at you and Kayla. "Yeah! You're... Sunny?" Kayla replies. "The one and only," she laughs. "Hope you're ready to party!" "Hello! Not sure if you remember from earlier in the week, I'm Kim!" Kim says with a bright smile. <<if $fat > 34>>"I see you've had a busy week, $name, you're looking a bit bulkier than I remember," she adds with a chuckle, though her expression seems a bit less friendly than before. <</if>>"I'll be doing my best to keep things civil tonight."\ <<else>>\ "Gosh I never got around to inviting you myself, did I? I knew I was forgetting someone, sorry about that! I'm really glad $name got an invite to you." "Ah no sweat, seems like you had a lot going on. Good to see you again!" Kayla says. "I love your outfit by the way, that's a great look!<<if $emmaInjured>> I love the new hair!<</if>>" Emma //is// looking quite a bit different than the last time you saw her. She's wearing an asymmetric, layered tank top: The outer layer has a bright blue and pink gradient, angled downward to rest higher on her left side than the right and sporting a row of frills along the bottom edge, while a black underlayer sticks out below, slanted the opposite way. Instead of shorts, she's now wearing a short black skirt, resting low enough to leave quite a bit of her tanned midriff exposed.<<if !$emmaInjured>> She's even done her hair up differently, tying it back in a high resting ponytail and clipping on a few blue hair pins that seem to be purely for aesthetics.<</if>><<if $emmaRel > 0>> "Yeah, you look fantastic Emma!" you chime in<<if $emmaRel > 3>>,blushing slightly from her more provocative look<</if>>.<</if>> "Aw, thanks! This is one of my favorite outfits," she says with a big grin. <<if $ateChelsea>>"Hey hey<<if $sunnyFlirt > 0>> tiger<</if>>! Looking a little big there," Sunny chuckles. She leans forward and flicks your belly with one finger, smirking. "What, did you have to get it out of your system beforehand?" "Ha! Something like that," you say, patting the swell of your still-bloated gut. "Yeah we ran into this //super// obnoxious woman in town," Kayla says. "Tried to cut in line when we were getting dinner and freaked out when we asked her to get to the back. Totally had it coming." "Ooo a townie huh? Nice, already making your mark," Sunny laughs. "I trust that means you're satisfied for the night. I'm here to keep things civil tonight, hopefully I don't need to be keeping a careful eye on you," Kim says. "I'm Kim by the way, in case you don't remember from earlier in the week."<<else>>"Hey hey <<if $sunnyFlirt > 0>>tiger<<else>>$name<</if>>! And you're in volleyball, right?" Sunny says, flashing finger guns at you and Kayla. "Yeah! You're... Sunny?" Kayla replies. "The one and only," she laughs. "Hope you're ready to party!" "Hello! Not sure if you remember from earlier in the week, I'm Kim!" Kim says with a bright smile. <<if $fat > 34>>"I see you've had a busy week, $name, you're looking a bit bulkier than I remember," she adds with a chuckle, though her expression seems a bit less friendly than before. <</if>>"I'll be doing my best to keep things civil tonight."<</if>><</if>> "And she's a real pro at being a killjoy, so I really wouldn't think of doing any predatory funny business tonight if I were you," Sunny chuckles. "You know I could start by removing //you// from the party, since I was asked to keep upperclassmen out," Kim says, still smiling as she shoots Sunny a look. "You're my biggest concern right now." "Ah relax, I kid, I kid. Appreciate you agreeing to this K, honestly," Sunny replies. "I'll be on my best behavior. You'll have your hands full before long anyways." "Well, maybe not. Things don't seem all that crazy, should be pretty manageable," Kayla says. "Things only just got started though, I bet it'll pick up soon!" Emma says. "For sure! People are gonna be talking about this for weeks girl, don't you worry," Sunny assures her. "I'm sure they will! This ought to be a great way to destress after a hectic first week," another familiar voice chimes in. You turn to find Mallory approaching from the door, wearing a fancy two piece dress: a purple top with a long sleeve on her right arm and a slanted collar that leaves her left arm fully exposed, draped over a black pencil skirt with a floral pattern. She also has a purple flower clipped to her hair to match. "Hello everyone! That's an adorable outfit Emma, I love it!" "Hey Mal, thanks! Your dress is really pretty too!" Emma replies. "Welcome to the party!" "Thank you darling, I do love an excuse to dress up!" Mallory chuckles.<<if $malloryTargetKayla is 1>> She shifts her gaze between you and Kayla for a moment, a hint of irritation--or maybe disappointment--in her expression.<</if>> "Oh hello Kayla! Haven't seen much of you since the start of the week." "Hey Mal! Yeah, I guess it's been a bit," Kayla replies. "Well, I'm sure I'll talk to you all later," Mallory says. "For now I'm off to make my rounds, see who all's here!"\ <<else>>\ <<if _kaylaCheck>>You hurry along on your way to the party, arriving at the door to the lounge before long. <<else>>You head out into the halls, making your way upstairs to make your way over to Lampton. As you cross over the bridge, you have to shield your eyes from the sun, which is hanging low enough in the sky at this hour to shine through the windows at the worst possible angle. The halls are quiet, but as you head back downstairs and over to the lounge you start to hear some commotion. <</if>>Stepping through the door, you quickly survey the room. Not too much is going on at the moment, only a handful of girls spread throughout the room, but the party is only just getting started. There are a few couches scattered throughout the space, a ping pong table with two people currently playing, and two separate tables for snacks and drinks set up. Emma, Sunny, and a tall asian girl in a purple sweater--Kim, the girl who did club signups at the start of the week, you're pretty sure--are standing around chatting by the entrance. "Hey $name!" Emma calls out, giving you an<<if $emmaRel > -1>> excited<</if>> wave as you walk in. <<if $outfit is "skimpy">>\ "Wow, that outfit is<<if $emmaRel > 3>>, uh, really nice..!" she adds, seeming a little flustered.<<else>> super cute!"<</if>> "Yeah, lookin' hot<<if $sunnyFlirt > 0>> tiger<</if>>!" Sunny says, flashing finger guns at you. "Hope you're ready to party!" "Thanks, it's new!" you reply with a smile. "And of course, tonight's gonna be great!" "Hello! Not sure if you remember from earlier in the week, I'm Kim!" Kim says with a bright smile. <<if $fat > 34>>"I see you've had a busy week, you're looking a bit bulkier than I remember," she adds with a chuckle, though her expression seems a bit less friendly than before. <</if>>"I'll be doing my best to keep things civil tonight."\ <<else>>"Glad you made it!" <<if $emmaRel > 1>>"Of course, no way I would miss this!" you reply with a grin.<<else>>"Hey," you say.<</if>> <<if $sunnyRel > 1>>"Hey hey<<if $sunnyFlirt > 0>> tiger<</if>>," Sunny says, flashing finger guns at you. <<if $fullness > 1>>Then she leans forward and flicks your belly with one finger, smirking. "What, did you have to get it out of your system beforehand?"<<else>>"Hope you're ready to party!"<</if>><<else>>"Hope you came ready to party!" Sunny says, flashing finger guns at you.<<if $fullness > 1>> Then she leans forward and flicks your belly with one finger, smirking. "What, did you have to get it out of your system beforehand?"<</if>><</if>> <<if $fullness > 1>>"Ha! Something like that," you say, patting the moderate swell of your gut. "I would hope so. I'm here to keep things civil tonight, hopefully I don't need to be keeping a careful eye on you," Kim says. "I'm Kim by the way, in case you don't remember from earlier in the week."<<else>>"Hello! Not sure if you remember from earlier in the week, I'm Kim!" Kim says with a bright smile. <<if $fat > 34>>"I see you've had a busy week, you're looking a bit bulkier than I remember," she adds with a chuckle, though her expression seems a bit less friendly than before. <</if>>"I'll be doing my best to keep things civil tonight."<</if>>\ <</if>> "And she's a real pro at being a killjoy, so I really wouldn't think of doing any predatory funny business tonight if I were you," Sunny chuckles. "You know I could start by removing //you// from the party, since I was asked to keep upperclassmen out," Kim says, still smiling as she shoots Sunny a look. "You're my biggest concern right now." "Ah relax, I kid, I kid. Appreciate you agreeing to this K, honestly," Sunny replies. "I'll be on my best behavior. You'll have your hands full before long anyways." <<if $week1PartyKaylaInvited and !_kaylaCheck>>\ "Hey $name!" a new voice calls out. You turn to find Kayla heading your way. "Hey, glad you made it!" you reply with a smile. "Oh shoot, I knew I was forgetting someone! Sorry Kayla, I'm glad $name got an invite to you," Emma says with a sheepish look. "Ah no sweat, seems like you had a lot going on. Good to see you again!<<if $emmaInjured>> I love the new hair!<</if>>" Kayla says. "And I remember you from volleyball... Sunny, right?" "The one and only," Sunny says, snapping her fingers into a point at her. "Nice to see you're still kicking... shit, I was gonna call you K but that's already the nickname I'm going with for Kim..." "You could always just call people by their real names," Kim chides. She waves at Kayla. "Hello again!" "Hey! I'm guessing you're security then?" Kayla replies. "More or less, yes," Kim chuckles. "Well luckily things don't seem all that crazy, should be pretty manageable," Kayla says. "Things only just got started though, I bet it'll pick up soon!" Emma says. "For sure! People are gonna be talking about this for weeks girl, don't you worry," Sunny assures her. "I'm sure they will! This ought to be a great way to destress after a hectic first week," another familiar voice chimes in. You turn to find Mallory approaching from the door, wearing a fancy two piece dress: a purple top with a long sleeve on her right arm and a slanted collar that leaves her left arm fully exposed, draped over a black pencil skirt with a floral pattern. She also has a purple flower clipped to her hair to match. "Hello everyone! That's an adorable outfit Emma, I love it!" "Hey Mal, thanks! Your dress is really pretty too!" Emma replies. "Welcome to the party!" "Thank you darling, I do love an excuse to dress up!" Mallory chuckles.<<if $malloryTargetKayla is 1>> She shifts her gaze between you and Kayla for a moment, a hint of irritation--or maybe disappointment--in her expression.<</if>> "Oh hello Kayla! Haven't seen much of you since the start of the week." "Hey Mal! Yeah, I guess it's been a bit," Kayla replies. "Well, I'm sure I'll talk to you all later," Mallory says. "For now I'm off to make my rounds, see who all's here!"\ <<else>>\ "Well, it's not exactly looking like a rager right now," you say. <<if $emmaRel > 1>>"It might not be too hard to manage if things stay nice and relaxed like this."<</if>> "Things are only just getting started, I'm sure it'll pick up soon<<if $emmaRel < 2>>..." Emma says nervously<<else>>!" Emma says<</if>>. "For sure! People are gonna be talking about this for weeks girl, don't you worry," Sunny assures her. "I'm sure they will! This ought to be a great way to destress after a hectic first week," a familiar voice chimes in. You turn to find Mallory approaching from the door, wearing a fancy two piece dress: a purple top with a long sleeve on her right arm and a slanted collar that leaves her left arm fully exposed, draped over a black pencil skirt with a floral pattern. She also has a purple flower clipped to her hair to match. "Hello everyone! That's an adorable outfit Emma, I love it!" "Hey Mal, thanks! Your dress is really pretty too!" Emma replies. "Welcome to the party!" "Thank you darling, I do love an excuse to dress up!" Mallory chuckles.<<if ($malloryTargetKayla is 1) and $ateKayla>> She smirks at you. "You certainly look like you had a good morning." "You could say that, picked up a... deserving meal earlier," you say, thinking better of confirming it was Kayla mid-sentence when you remember that Emma was at least friendly with her. "Ah, isn't that always such a delight?" she says with a knowing smile.<<elseif $kaylaEnd is "beli">> She looks at you with a hint of concern in her face. "You look a little spooked $name, did something happen?" "No, no, I'm good," you reply. You'd rather not <<if $emmaRel < 0>>make yourself look bad<<else>>worry Emma<</if>> by bringing up your encounter on the way here. "Oh! My mistake, sorry for prying then," she says with a smirk.<<elseif _malloryCheck>> She looks at you and smiles.<</if>> "Well, I'm sure I'll talk to you later. I'm off to make my rounds, see who all's here!"\ <</if>>/*end of Kayla showing up before Mallory alt*/\ <</if>>/*end of arriving with kayla alt block */ "Friend of yours?" Sunny asks as Mallory walks off to survey the rest of the party. "Kinda gives me weird vibes." <<if $week1PartyKaylaInvited and !_kaylaCheck>>"Sort of, we went to the same high school," Kayla says. "She's usually nice enough, but I know what you mean."<<else>>"Yeah, Mal is great! Well, I haven't talked to her //too// much, but she seems really nice!" Emma replies.<</if>> "She certainly has a very strong drive. I think she's already more invested in the student government than any of our returning members," Kim says with a small laugh.<<if $week1PartyMinaInvited>> A few more people trickle in as you continue to chat. You notice Sunny do a double take in your direction, and you turn to see what she's looking at just as the newcomer introduces herself. "Hello $name, I hope I am not late!" Mina says with a small smile. "I was a little nervous about such a large gathering, but it would be terribly rude to ignore your invitation." "Mina! Great to see you," you say. She nods and turns to the rest of the group. "I do not think I have met some of you yet, my name is Mina!" "Hello again! I'm so glad to see you're still doing alright," Kim replies with a big grin. "Hey, welcome to the party! I think we've met before but we definitely haven't talked much, I'm Emma!" Emma chimes in. "Holy shit, it's so rare to meet someone who's clearly shorter than me!" Sunny says. She looks very amused. "No offense girl, but like, why and //how// are you still at //this// school?" "Oh! Well, I am aware that my stature makes me an easy target, so I am here to become skilled at defending myself from predators," Mina explains. "As for how... I must admit it is mostly due to a lot of generous help from $name, but <<if $minaEscapeTraining > 0>>I have already made progress training my abilities<<else>>I have been taking my classes very seriously<</if>>!"<<if ($week1PartyKaylaInvited or ($kaylaWeek1TripChoice is "clothes")) and !_kaylaCheck>> "Hell yeah, don't let people push you around just 'cause you're small!" Kayla says with a grin. "I'm Kayla by the way."<</if>> "Ha! You know what, that's absolutely wild that you came to pred central for that, but I can respect the commitment," Sunny laughs. She snaps her fingers into a point at her. "Name's Sunny D, I'll try to keep an eye out for you tonight Mini." "It is Mina," Mina clarifies. "I know," Sunny chuckles. "Yeah on that note actually--I'm glad to have you here, but it would probably be best to try and stick close to Kim tonight," you say with a nervous laugh. "Better to play it safe, especially when alcohol is involved." "Oh of course! I am more comfortable with a smaller group anyway."<</if>><<if $week1PartySamInvited>><<set $sunnyInquiry1 to 1>> <<if $week1PartyMinaInvited>>Not much longer after Mina settles into the group, another familiar face arrives.<<else>>A few more people trickle in as you continue to chat. After a little while, another familiar face arrives.<</if>> "Hey $name. Sorry, I almost forgot about this," Sam says, walking over to you from the door. She's dressed as casually as ever<<if $outfit is "skimpy">>, but you catch her looking over your outfit with an eyebrow raised<<if $samRel > 3>>... and maybe a hint of red on her cheeks<</if>>. "What the hell are you wearing?"<<else>>.<</if>> "Hey!<<if $outfit is "skimpy">> It's hot, right?" you reply with a laugh<<else>>" you reply<</if>>. You turn back to the group and gesture towards her. "This is my friend Sa--" "Oh, hey Sunny!" Sam cuts in. "Haven't seen you around yet, what's up?" Sunny's face is oddly stern, and there's an awkward pause where she just crosses her arms before responding. "McKenn," she grunts. You notice Kim glance between her and Sam, then Sunny starts to walk off. "Be back in a bit, I'm gonna get a drink..." You turn to Sam, who seems as confused as you are. "Wait, Sam do you--" "Weren't you going to introduce us?" Kim says, cutting you off once again. "Uh, right, this is my friend Sam!" you say. "<<if !$week1PartyMinaInvited and !$week1PartyKaylaInvited and ($day6HuntWithSam is "betty") and $emmaAteBetty>>Well actually, Kim I guess you're the only one that might not know her already?<<else>>Not sure if all of you have met before.<</if>>" "Hey..." Sam says, seeming uncomfortable. "Hello, welcome to the party! It's great to <<if ($day6HuntWithSam is "betty") and $emmaAteBetty>>see you again!" Emma says. She's smiling, but seems a little flustered as she thinks back to the hunt for Betty yesterday. "Glad you could make it!"<<else>>meet you, I'm Emma," Emma says with a smile. "I think we have a class together!"<</if>><<if ($week1PartyKaylaInvited or ($kaylaWeek1TripChoice is "clothes")) and !_kaylaCheck>> "Hey there! Name's Kayla," Kayla says, offering her a quick wave.<</if>><<if $week1PartyMinaInvited>> "Hello again Sam! I remember you from Music Club," Mina chimes in.<</if>> "<<if !$week1PartyMinaInvited and !$week1PartyKaylaInvited and ($day6HuntWithSam is "betty") and $emmaAteBetty>>Oh, well I suppose maybe it wasn't necessary then! I'm Kim, if you don't remember me.<<else>>And I'm Kim.<</if>> I don't think we've met personally outside of signing up for clubs, but I'm very familiar with your sister," Kim says. She's smiling, but also giving Sam an oddly intense look. "I'm here to help keep things safe tonight, so I hope I can trust that you'll be on your best behavior." "Right..." Sam says. She glances off to the side and clears her throat. "Um, I'm gonna go... take a look around..." "Uh, I'll come talk to you a little later then..!" you call out as she hurries off deeper into the party. Not long after, Sunny returns with a drink in hand. Emma is quick to change the subject before the awkward mood can settle in too much.<</if>> You and the group continue to make small talk, occasionally greeting newcomers as they trickle into the party. Emma's earlier assessment proves to be true, as it doesn't take long before the room almost starts to feel crowded. Evidently, Emma really put her all into promoting this thing--at least half of your class has to be here. Taking a look around, you find your attention drawn to a somewhat rowdy group hanging around the table with drinks. <<if $metSarah or $metAlesha>>You <<if $freshCoupleRel < 0>>unfortunately recognize Sarah and Alesha at least hanging around //near// the group, if not involved in the conversation, but it might still be nice to start chatting around and getting to know more of your class, plus a drink couldn't hurt.<<else>>recognize Sarah and Alesha hanging out near the group, seemingly involved in whatever conversation is taking place. It might be nice to start chatting around and getting to know more of your class, and a drink couldn't hurt.<</if>><<else>>It might be nice to start chatting around and getting to know more of your class, and a drink couldn't hurt.<</if>><<if $week1PartySamInvited>> On the outskirts of the party, leaning against the wall and scrolling through her phone alone, you also finally spot Sam again after the awkward introduction earlier.<</if>> [[Go and mingle->Emma's Party 1- Mingle]]<<if $week1PartySamInvited>> [[Go meet up with Sam->Emma's Party 1- Sam]]<</if>> [[Stay and chat with your current group->Emma's Party 1- Stay]]

<<Time 18>>\ <<if (($leahDitched and ($leahRel < 0)) or ((($malloryRel < 0) or $malloryAttention2 or (($malloryRel < 2) and ($malloryAttention3 > 1))) and (!$metLeah or (($leahRel < 1) and ($leahMax < 2))) )) and ($malloryTargetKayla != 1)>><<set _malloryCheck to true>><<else>><<set _malloryCheck to false>><</if>>\ <<if $lostAlex or $eatenByAlex>><<set _metAlex to true>><<else>><<set _metAlex to false>><</if>>\ <<if $cherryPartyCrash>>\ You decide to go join the group by the drinks, hoping to take the opportunity of the party to get to know more of your class. When there's a break in the conversation, you excuse yourself from your current group and make your way over towards the drink table.<<if $freshCoupleRel > 0>>\ Sarah notices you coming over and gives you an excited wave. "Hey<<if $day7Swim>> again<</if>> $name!" she calls out. She's wearing a green blouse and has her hair tied back in a ponytail rather than her usual bun. "You ready to get your party on?<<if $outfit is "light">> Cute outfit by the way!<<elseif ($outfit is "skimpy") and ($fat < 50)>> That's a super hot look by the way! I should get something like that.<</if>>" <<if ($outfit is "skimpy") and ($fat < 50)>>"I would //love// to see you in that," Alesha chimes in, giving Sarah a quick kiss on the cheek. She turns back to you with a grin. "But yeah, good to see you<<if $day7Swim>> again<</if>> $name! <<if $eatenByMeghan>>Glad you're doing okay after earlier...<</if>>"<<else>>"Yeah, good to see you $name!" Alesha chimes in.<<if $eatenByMeghan>> "And um, glad you're doing okay after earlier..."<</if>><</if>> "Hey guys! No way would I miss Emma's party!" you reply. <<if !$day7Swim and $coupleSwimInvitation>>Then your eyes widen as seeing them suddenly jogs your memory. "Oh shit, um, but sorry I never went to the pool earlier, I totally forgot about that until just now..." They look at each other for a moment, then laugh. "Omigod so did we!" Sarah says. "I //totally// just remembered we invited you!" "So no worries then," Alesha chuckles. "Another time though for sure, with a better plan." "Well, I'm glad it wasn't just me," you laugh. "So how are you guys liking the party?"<<else>>"How are you liking it so far?"<</if>> "Oh it's great, I'm super excited!" Sarah says. "You have great timing, we were just having a fun chat with Cherry here!" "Cherry?" you say, blinking at her. You look towards the other group of girls and, sure enough, standing right by the table is the grinning redhead herself. She actually //did// come after that conversation at breakfast yesterday. "Geez, took you long enough to notice," Cherry laughs. "And here I thought we were friends!"<<else>> As you approach, however, you freeze. An unfortunately familiar redhead is grinning back at you from among the small group. "Howdy $name!" she says with a laugh. "Thanks again for the invite!"<</if>> "Cherry, what the hell are you doing here?" you snap. "I specifically told you //not// to come!" "Yeah, I remember," she says with an impish smile. "Good, then get out! Sophomores aren't allowed." "Hey c'mon, chill!" one of the other girls, a long haired brunette, says. She's wearing a tight black shirt that leaves her midriff exposed, though the light, unbuttoned sweater she's wearing over it hides most of her brown skin. "She's not doing anything." "Yeah, Sydney's right! She's just been telling us about, like, life at the school and stuff," another girl, a tall blonde with short hair that's dyed in a pink gradient, chimes in, taking an eager swig from a bottle in her hand right after. She's wearing a white tube top and low riding jeans that accentuate her eye-catching curves. "I'm Regina by the way, super nice to meet you!" <<if $freshCoupleRel < 0>>"Of course $name would be the party pooper trying to kick her out," Sarah pouts, her and Alesha giving you a dirty look.<<elseif $freshCoupleRel < 1>>"Life at the school wasn't all she was talking about~" <<if $metSarah>>Sarah snickers.<<else>>one of the other girls in the group chimes in--a short blonde with her hair tied back in a ponytail. She's wearing glasses, ripped jeans, and a green blouse.<</if>> "Yeah, she's definitely gotten things off to an interesting start," <<if $metAlesha>>Alesha chuckles.<<else>>the girl next to her chimes in, chuckling. She has dark skin, braided hair, and brown eyes. Her outfit is pretty casual, just an orange tank top and shorts. "Hi by the way! I'm Alesha, and this cutie is Sarah!"<</if>> <</if>>"Yeah $name, c'mon, I'm just a friendly neighborhood sophomore passing down some wisdom!" Cherry says. "I mean you let Sunny in, it can't be that big of a deal.<<if $ateAlex>> Besides, I've been teaching these guys all about anal vore, you can't take away this important learning opportunity!"<<else>>" <<if _metAlex>>"God damn it, now you're here too? I knew this party was gonna be bullshit," the last girl in the group says. Your eyes widen a little as you recognize her--it's Alex, the girl you'd tried to eat during the Monday Massacre. "I'm out of here..." "Finally, what a weenie," Cherry chuckles. "I think she just didn't like me talking about my butt. I was telling these guys all about anal vore!"<<else>>"Well I'm with $name, I can't believe you're all letting a fucking upperclassman just hang around and chat like it's no big deal," the last girl in the group says, crossing her arms and glaring at Cherry. She has pale skin, wild orange hair, and a face painted with freckles. Her outfit is very sporty--a red tank top and what looks like athletic shorts. "The party just started and it already failed! The whole deal I was pitched was that this was a freshman only thing where we wouldn't have to watch our damn back..." "This grumpy little orange is Alex, since it doesn't seem like she got the introduction memo. And she's actually just mad 'cause she doesn't like me talking about my butt," Cherry snickers. She tilts her hips towards Alex and spanks herself, sticking her tongue out at the irritated girl. "I was telling these guys all about anal vore."<</if>><</if>> "It's been //very// interesting~" Sarah says, her cheeks a little flush. "It's last on our list, but we've definitely got to try it some day Ali." "I'd be happy to give it a shot babe~" Alesha replies, giving her a kiss on the cheek.<<if !$ateAlex and !_metAlex>> "Ugh, you're all disgusting! I'm out of here," Alex snaps, storming away from the table. "Finally, what a weenie," Cherry laughs. <</if>>"Anyways, so like I was saying... shoot, the fun police are on the way," <<if !$ateAlex and !_metAlex>>Cherry<<else>>she<</if>> says, her smile flattening as she looks at something over your shoulder. "Alright so I'm gonna get kicked out, but I've got a special deal for you! If any of you want a live demonstration of me taking someone in through the back door, come to room L225. With someone for me to use, obviously, unless one of you wants to volunteer," she explains, her grin returning. "Got that? L225." "Cherry," a stern voice says from behind you just as Cherry finishes her pitch. You recognize it, and turn to find Kim staring down at her with her arms crossed. "What are you doing here?" "I've just been over here chatting it up with these lovely freshmen," Cherry replies innocently. "Why do you ask?" "I'm glad you're just talking, but I'm afraid this party is for freshmen only. Please leave." "Aw c'mon, I've only //not// been a freshman for like a week," Cherry says. "Can't you make an exception for little 'ol me?" "Cherry, I'm trying not to be rude here, just go please," Kim says, unamused. The two stare each other down in silence for a moment, then Kim sighs. "You do recall that I checked you into your room, yes?" Cherry's expression immediately sours. "Fine, whatever, I'll go," she grumbles, starting to storm off. Though she still looks grumpy, she glances back and gives the group a wink--a final reminder that her offer still stands. "Sorry about that! Let me know if you see her or any other upperclassmen again, alright?" Kim says, clasping her hands together and giving everyone a warm smile before walking back to the group by the door. "Ew, it was crazy to hear about but I don't think I'd want to, like, just sit and watch someone get shoved up a butt!" Regina says. "Even if it's a cute one." "Oh c'mon you're not a little curious?" Sydney says. "Even knowing the school offers classes, I still don't quite believe it's a real thing. I'd love to see firsthand proof." "Well..." Regina says, blushing a little. "...maybe a little curious." "Bummer she got kicked out though. I mean, it's not like people aren't gonna be eating each other and making things dangerous anyways by the end of the night, who cares if one sophomore that was being chill was here?" Sydney says. "Like, I'd bet money that the girl who organized this whole thing is even going to be the first to eat someone too. She set up like the perfect situation to grab an easy meal, no way she wasn't planning to get in on it from the start." "Oh no, <<if $emmaRel > 0>>Emma would never!" you say. "She genuinely just wanted to throw a fun, hopefully safe party."<<else>>Emma is one of the wimpiest predators I've met," you say. "No way has the thought of eating someone here even crossed her mind."<</if>><<if $freshCoupleRel > -1>> "Yeah Emma's too nice for that!" Sarah chimes in. "Honestly, my money's on my roommate being the one to grab someone," she chuckles. "Kris already ate someone earlier this week and I swear she wasn't interested in the party until she realized how crowded it was gonna be." "You think so?" Alesha asks. "...should I be worried?" "Oh no no, I'm fine baby," Sarah says, giving Alesha a kiss on the cheek. "Me and Kris are cool, she's not gonna go for me."<</if>>\ "I think you're thinking with your stomach too much Sydney! Everything's gonna be totally fine!" Regina says. She's already on her second drink since you came over.\ <<else>>\ You decide to go join the group by the drinks, hoping to take the opportunity of the party to get to know more of your class. When there's a break in the conversation, you excuse yourself from your current group and make your way over towards the drink table. <<if $freshCoupleRel > 0>>\ Sarah notices you coming over and gives you an excited wave. "Hey<<if $day7Swim>> again<</if>> $name!" she calls out. She's wearing a green blouse and has her hair tied back in a ponytail rather than her usual bun. "You ready to get your party on?<<if $outfit is "light">> Cute outfit by the way!<<elseif ($outfit is "skimpy") and ($fat < 50)>> That's a super hot look by the way! I should get something like that.<</if>>" <<if ($outfit is "skimpy") and ($fat < 50)>>"I would //love// to see you in that," Alesha chimes in, giving Sarah a quick kiss on the cheek. She turns back to you with a grin. "But yeah, good to see you<<if $day7Swim>> again<</if>> $name! <<if $eatenByMeghan>>Glad you're doing okay after earlier...<</if>>"<<else>>"Yeah, good to see you $name!" Alesha chimes in.<<if $eatenByMeghan>> "And um, glad you're doing okay after earlier..."<</if>><</if>> "Hey guys! No way would I miss Emma's party!" you reply. <<if !$day7Swim and $coupleSwimInvitation>>Then your eyes widen as seeing them suddenly jogs your memory. "Oh shit, um, but sorry I never went to the pool earlier, I totally forgot about that until just now..." They look at each other for a moment, then laugh. "Omigod so did we!" Sarah says. "I //totally// just remembered we invited you!" "So no worries then," Alesha chuckles. "Another time though for sure, with a better plan." "Well, I'm glad it wasn't just me," you laugh. "So how are you guys liking the party?"<<else>>"How are you liking it so far?"<</if>> "Oh it's great, I'm super excited!" Sarah says. "So far we've just been chatting it up with, um... these guys..!" "Yeah I didn't get the sense either of you were paying any attention," one of the other girls, a long haired brunette, says with a chuckle, leaning back against the table with her arms crossed. She's wearing a tight black shirt that leaves her midriff exposed, though the light, unbuttoned sweater she's wearing over it hides most of her brown skin. "I'm Sydney, I think we might have a class together." "Hey hey! My name's Regina!" <<if $ateAlex>>the other one<<else>>another of the girls<</if>>, a tall blonde with short hair that's dyed in a pink gradient, replies, taking an eager swig from a bottle in her hand right after. She's wearing a white tube top and low riding jeans that accentuate her eye-catching curves.<<if ($outfit is "skimpy") or ($outfit is "light")>> "That outfit is super cute by the way!"<</if>><<if !$ateAlex>> <<if _metAlex>>Your eyes go wide<<if !$day7Swim and $coupleSwimInvitation>> again<</if>> when you finally get a good look at the last girl. "Alex," she grunts, glaring at you. It's the girl you'd tried to eat during the Monday Massacre.<<else>>"Alex," the third girl grunts. She has pale skin, wild orange hair, and a face painted with freckles. Her outfit is very sporty--a red tank top and what looks like athletic shorts. "Personally, I think this whole thing's probably a shitty idea, but I had nothing going on tonight."<</if>><</if>>\ <<else>>\ <<if $freshCoupleRel < 0>>Luckily, Sarah and Alesha just give you a dirty look and shift further away from the group without any fuss, leaving you to introduce yourself to the <<if $ateAlex>>two<<else>>three<</if>> other girls in peace.<<else>>There are <<if $ateAlex>>four<<else>>five<</if>> girls that all seem to be talking together, though two of them are a bit separated from the group. <</if>> "Hey there, I'm $name!" you say as you approach. "You guys enjoying the party?" "Hey hey! Yeah I'm super duper excited for tonight! I'm ready to let //loose//!" one of the girls, a tall blonde with short hair that's dyed in a pink gradient, replies, taking an eager swig from a bottle in her hand right after. She's wearing a white tube top and low riding jeans that accentuate her eye-catching curves. "Oh, I'm Regina! Totally forgot to introduce myself there," she adds with a laugh.<<if ($outfit is "skimpy") or ($outfit is "light")>> "That outfit is super cute by the way!"<</if>> "Eh, I was expecting a bit more but it's alright so far. Maybe it'll pick up," a long haired brunette says, leaning back against the table with her arms crossed. She's wearing a tight black shirt that leaves her midriff exposed, though the light, unbuttoned sweater she's wearing over it hides most of her brown skin. "I'm Sydney, I think we might have a class together."<<if !$ateAlex and !_metAlex>> "Alex," the third girl in the main group grunts. She has pale skin, wild orange hair, and a face painted with freckles. Her outfit is very sporty--a red tank top and what looks like athletic shorts. "I think this whole thing's probably a shitty idea, but I had nothing going on tonight."<</if>><<if $freshCoupleRel > -1>> "Oh don't be a party pooper!" <<if $metSarah>>Sarah chimes in. She's wearing a green blouse and has her hair tied back in a ponytail today.<<else>>one of the two girls off to the side says--a short blonde with her hair tied back in a ponytail. She's wearing glasses, ripped jeans, and a green blouse.<</if>> "Emma's cool, <<if $ateAlex or _metAlex>>this party is gonna be amazing<<else>>she's totally got this figured out<</if>>!" "Yeah, this is totally gonna be a great night!" <<if $metAlesha>>Alesha says.<<else>>the girl next to her chimes in. She has dark skin, braided hair, and brown eyes. Her outfit is pretty casual, just an orange tank top and shorts. "Hi by the way! I'm Alesha, and this cutie is Sarah!"<</if>><</if>><<if _metAlex>> "And I'm Alex," the last girl in the group grunts, glaring at you. Your eyes widen as you finally get a good look at her--it's the girl you tried to eat during the Monday Massacre.<</if>><</if>> <<if _metAlex>>\ "Um, nice to meet--" you nervously start to say. "We've met," Alex spits, still glaring at you. <<if $eatenByAlex>>"Hey, you wound up swallowing //me//, so we should be even," you say, glaring back at her.<<else>>"Right, uh... sorry?" you offer.<</if>> "Well damn, what's this about? Things are finally getting interesting around here," Sydney chuckles. "Remember Monday when all the fucking upperclassman were going wild? This piece of shit tried to join in and grab me at the end of the day!" Alex growls. <<if $eatenByAlex>>"Of course, like she said I put her in her place for it, but it was still fucking //bullshit// to try and pull.<</if>> "//*Pfft*//, that's all," Sydney says with a wave of her hand. "Chill out, we're all here to eat each other anyways. Monday was like an eternity ago." "Yeah, can't we just move past that?" you say. "It was just a one time thing right at the start of the week. I've matured since then." "Fuck you," Alex says. Then she sighs. "But fine, whatever, I'll drop it for now..." "Well, this changes things," Sydney laughs. "We were just talking about who's going to be the one to cave and eat someone first, and I was thinking it would be the girl throwing this thing. But now? My money's on one of you two eating the other." "Nah, I'm sure as hell not gonna be the one to fuck up our chance at a safe party, even if I think it's probably gonna go to shit anyways," Alex says. "My bet is still that bitch with the sunglasses. I know Kim's trustworthy, but this girl's apparently a junior that I haven't heard shit about that not only gets to hang around all night, but helped plan the thing? She's gonna grab someone as soon as she gets the chance, guaranteed."<<if $freshCoupleRel > -1>> "Honestly, my money's on my roommate being the one to grab someone," Sarah chimes in, chuckling. "Kris already ate someone earlier this week and I swear she wasn't interested in the party until she realized how crowded it was gonna be." "You think so?" Alesha asks. "...should I be worried?" "Oh no no, I'm fine baby," Sarah says, giving Alesha a kiss on the cheek. "Me and Kris are cool, she's not gonna go for me."<</if>>\ <<else>>\ "Nice to meet you<<if !($ateAlex and ($metSarah or $metAlesha))>> all<</if>>!<<if $ateAlex>>" you say. "Emma did put a lot of work into planning this, so I'm sure it'll be great!"<<else>> I can definitely understand the worry, but I doubt it'll be too bad," you say.<</if>> <<if $ateAlex>>"Ha, we'll see," Sydney chuckles. "I bet money that not only is someone definitely gonna get eaten before the night is through, but //she's// gonna be the one to do it. She set up like the perfect situation to grab an easy meal, no way she wasn't planning to get in on it from the start."<<else>>"Yeah, there, see? //Too// bad. So you agree that //someone// is going to get eaten," Sydney chuckles. "We were just talking about who's going to be the one to cave first." "My bet is that bitch with the sunglasses," Alex says. "I know Kim's trustworthy, but this girl's apparently a junior that I haven't heard shit about that not only gets to hang around all night, but helped plan the thing? She's gonna grab someone as soon as she gets the chance, guaranteed." "Nah, you're close but it's totally gonna be the girl from our class that put this all together. Emma, right?" Sydney replies. "She set up like the perfect situation to grab an easy meal, no way she wasn't planning to get in on it from the start."<</if>> "Oh no, <<if $emmaRel > 0>>Emma would never!" you say. "She genuinely just wanted to throw a fun, hopefully safe party."<<else>>Emma is one of the wimpiest predators I've met," you say. "No way has the thought of eating someone here even crossed her mind."<</if>><<if $freshCoupleRel > -1>> "Yeah Emma's too nice for that!" Sarah chimes in. "Honestly, my money's on my roommate<<if $ateAlex>> being the one to grab someone<</if>>," she chuckles. "Kris already ate someone earlier this week and I swear she wasn't interested in the party until she realized how crowded it was gonna be." "You think so?" Alesha asks. "...should I be worried?" "Oh no no, I'm fine baby," Sarah says, giving Alesha a kiss on the cheek. "Me and Kris are cool, she's not gonna go for me."<</if>>\ <</if>> "I think <<if $ateAlex>>you're thinking with your stomach too much Sydney<<else>>you guys are thinking with your stomachs too much<</if>>! Everything's gonna be totally fine!" Regina says. She's already on her second drink since you came over.\ <</if>> /*End of Cherry or No Cherry Check*/ "I agree! I certainly hope no one's planning to disturb the peace here," a new voice chimes in. You immediately recognize the speaker--it's Mallory again. "Oh, there are a few new faces here! I'm Mallory Weiss, you can call me Mal." "//We're// not planning to, we just think it's a given that //someone's// going to take advantage of the opportunity," Sydney replies. <<if ($fullness > 1) or ($fat > 49)>>She glances over at you with a smirk. "Well, maybe I can't speak for $name here, she clearly <<if $fullness > 1>>already picked someone up earlier<<else>>eats pretty well<</if>>, maybe she //is// thinking with her stomach."<</if>> "Well, I've been chatting around for a while and this little group is the first I've found talking about it," Mallory says, squeezing past the group to get to the drink table. "If anyone's going to break the rules for a meal, I imagine someone that already has it on their mind this early in the night would be the most likely culprit." "Oh gosh she's right!" Regina gasps. "<<if $ateAlex or $cherryPartyCrash>>Sydney are<<else>>Is one of<</if>> you thinking about eating me?" "Ha! I'd be more worried about you with how much you're drinking already," Sydney laughs. "Hey, that's what we're here to do!" she says, taking another swig of her drink. "If you wanna party hard, you gotta jump right in!"<<if !$ateAlex and !$cherryPartyCrash>> "Eh, what the hell, maybe you've got the right idea," Alex says with a shrug. She turns to the table to grab a drink herself. "If things are going to get crazy, I'd at least like to be drunk when it happens."<</if>> <<if _malloryCheck>>\ "That's the spirit<<if !$ateAlex and !$cherryPartyCrash>>... sort of. We're<<else>>, we're<</if>> all here to have fun!" Mallory chuckles. She walks toward you with a smile, holding out a cup she'd just poured at the table. The contents is bright red. "Here $name, you seem a little nervous, give this a try! No need to be shy." \ <<link "Take it">><<replace "#mallory">><<set $tempPlayerInebriation += 1>><<toggleclass "#choice" "hide">>\ "Sure, thanks <<if $malloryRel > 1>>Mal!<<else>>Mallory,<</if>>" you say, taking the cup from her. You take a sip--it tastes like cranberry juice, though the flavor of alcohol is pretty strong. Not enough to make it undrinkable though. "Not bad!" you offer politely. "I'm glad you like it darling! It's just vodka and cranberry juice, if you'd like another," she replies with a grin. "Well, you all have fun now, I'm sure I'll be back around later!" You keep chatting with the girls for a while after she leaves, but even with the buzz you're feeling from the drink Mallory offered you find yourself feeling a little uncomfortable. Regina is a bit higher energy than you're used to dealing with, while Sydney <<if $ateAlex or $cherryPartyCrash>>is<<else>>and Alex are<</if>> kind of abrasive, <<if _metAlex>>or really just full on rude in Alex's case thanks to your earlier encounter<<else>>almost rude<</if>>.<<if $freshCoupleRel > -1>> <<if $freshCoupleRel > 0>>And naturally, Sarah and Alesha<<else>>Sarah and Alesha were nice and friendly at first, but they<</if>> quickly seem to forget they were talking with a larger group and instead focus entirely on each other.<</if>> It might be time to grab another drink...<</replace>><</link>> <<link "No thanks">><<replace "#mallory">><<toggleclass "#choice" "hide">>\ "Oh, uh, no thanks," you reply. Mallory frowns as she pulls her arm back. "Ooo I'll take it if she doesn't want it!" Regina chimes in. "Sure thing darling, here you go," Mallory says, shrugging slightly before thrusting the drink into Regina's hands so fast some of it spills out. "Well, you all have fun now, I'm sure I'll be back around later!" You keep chatting with the girls for a while after she leaves, but you find yourself feeling a little uncomfortable. Regina is a bit higher energy than you're used to dealing with, while Sydney <<if $ateAlex or $cherryPartyCrash>>is<<else>>and Alex are<</if>> kind of abrasive, <<if _metAlex>>or really just full on rude in Alex's case thanks to your earlier encounter<<else>>almost rude<</if>>.<<if $freshCoupleRel > -1>> <<if $freshCoupleRel > 0>>And naturally, Sarah and Alesha<<else>>Sarah and Alesha were nice and friendly at first, but they<</if>> quickly seem to forget they were talking with a larger group and instead focus entirely on each other.<</if>> Maybe Mallory did have the right idea, it might be time to grab a drink...<</replace>><</link>>\ <<else>>\ "Well, you all have fun now, I'm sure I'll be back around later!" Mallory says, heading off towards another group with two drinks in hand. You keep chatting with the girls for a while, but you find yourself feeling a little uncomfortable. Regina is a bit higher energy than you're used to dealing with, while Sydney <<if $ateAlex or $cherryPartyCrash>>is<<else>>and Alex are<</if>> kind of abrasive, <<if _metAlex>>or really just full on rude in Alex's case thanks to your earlier encounter<<else>>almost rude<</if>>.<<if $freshCoupleRel > -1>> <<if $freshCoupleRel > 0>>And naturally, Sarah and Alesha<<else>>Sarah and Alesha were nice and friendly at first, but they<</if>> quickly seem to forget they were talking with a larger group and instead focus entirely on each other.<</if>> It might be time to grab a drink...<<done>><<toggleclass "#choice" "hide">><</done>>\ <</if>> \ <<link "Grab a drink">><<replace "#choice">><<set $tempPlayerInebriation += 1>>\ Hoping to ease your nerves and get more comfortable with the current mood, you step over to the drink table. There's a pretty good selection spread out to choose from: a keg of beer, bottles of rum and vodka along with several options for mixers, among other assorted cans and bottles. <<if _malloryCheck and ($tempPlayerInebriation > 1)>>You decide to stick with what Mallory got you started with and mix yourself a vodka cranberry, though you try to give it a more appealing ratio than hers had.<<else>>Not really sure what you'd prefer, you just grab a can of some premade fruity drink that sounded good and hope for the best. After taking a sip, you confirm it was a decent enough choice.<</if>> As you'd hoped, once you've got <<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 1>>more<<else>>a little bit<</if>> of a buzz going you're able to relax and get more comfortable with the situation. Things start to pick up as the others get deeper into their drinks as well, and soon you're all laughing and joking together like old friends. [[The party is just getting started->September 7th- Emma's Party Mid]]<</replace>><</link>> <<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 0>><<link "One drink was enough for now">><<replace "#choice">>\ But, you think better of it. You've never really been a big drinker, and<<if $emmaRel > 0>> as much as you want to trust Emma,<</if>> you can't imagine getting drunk at such a large gathering at this school is a great idea. So, you choose to hold off on drinking any more for now, and just bear with the awkward situation. As the others get deeper into their drinks and the conversation gets a bit rowdier, you start to look for opportunities to move elsewhere... [[The party is just getting started->September 7th- Emma's Party Mid]]<</replace>><</link>><<else>><<link "Stay sober and just bear with it">><<replace "#choice">>\ But, you think better of it. You've never really been a big drinker, and<<if $emmaRel > 0>> as much as you want to trust Emma,<</if>> you can't imagine getting drunk at such a large gathering at this school is a great idea. So, you choose to hold off on drinking for now at least, and just bear with the awkward situation. As the others get deeper into their drinks and the conversation gets a bit rowdier, you start to look for opportunities to move elsewhere... [[The party is just getting started->September 7th- Emma's Party Mid]]<</replace>><</link>><</if>> <<link "I'm gonna need more than just a little alcohol here">><<replace "#choice">><<set $tempPlayerInebriation += 2>>\ Getting a feeling that this situation is pretty indicative of how the night is going to go for anyone sober, you decide it's time to just dive right into things. You step over to the drink table and pour yourself a cup of beer from the keg that's set out. Without a word, you start to chug the whole thing in one go. "Woah, yeah! Go $name!" Regina cheers, taking notice of your endeavor. "Looks like //someone// knows how to party!" You grin at the commendation, slamming your cup down with a bit of flair once it's empty. "Of course, why //*uurp*// take it slow if you know you're planning to get drunk?" "Totally! Oh oh, let's race!" Regina replies, quickly finishing off the drink she has and joining you by the keg. "//*Pfft*// She doesn't stand a chance, that was like your third drink already," Sydney laughs. "Oh we'll see about that..." you say, pouring yourself another drink. Regina does the same, grinning ear to ear. After a brief countdown from Sydney, the two of you start to drink. <<if $ateAlex or $cherryPartyCrash>>Sydney quickly starts to chant<<else>>A chant quickly starts up from Sydney and Alex<</if>><<if $freshCoupleRel > -1>>, managing to finally get Sarah and Alesha's attention again, who join in with egging on the chugging contest<<else>>, egging you on to chug your drinks<</if>>. You do your best, but Sydney proves to have been correct--somehow, Regina is already raising her empty cup overhead and letting out a triumphant belch by the time you reach the halfway point. Despite being clearly outclassed, you carry on chugging down your second drink in the span of a few minutes, Regina joining in on encouraging you and everyone still cheering when you finish. With spirits raised by the competition and the serious alcohol intake quickly taking hold, the conversation becomes much more enjoyable. Things start to pick up as the others drink and start to catch up to you and Regina, and soon you're all laughing and joking together like old friends. [[The party is just getting started->September 7th- Emma's Party Mid]]<</replace>><</link>>

<<Time 18>><<set $tempPlayerInebriation += 1>>\ You decide to head over and meet back up with Sam--you invited her to the party, after all, you'd hate to just leave her on her own after she was clearly uncomfortable earlier. After saying goodbye for now to Emma, Sunny, <<if $week1PartyMinaInvited>>Mina, <</if>><<if $week1PartyKaylaInvited>>Kayla, <</if>>and Kim, you make your way through the crowded room to where Sam has settled in. She doesn't seem to notice your approach. "There you are! I was starting to think maybe you left already," you say. She looks up, confused for a moment, then smirks. "Nah, I've just been... scoping things out," she says. "Figuring out who's going to be the easiest meal." "You know part of the point of this party is for it to be a //safe// way to unwind after the first week," you say. "Yeah, but you chose to invite //me// to it. You know what I'm about," she says. "Besides, it's not like there was ever any chance everyone who came to this thing was going to leave again. Your roommate has to know that." You smile back at her and chuckle. "Not afraid of Kim?" "Well, no, but she is actually a problem," Sam replies. "I've heard about her from Maeve, she's definitely got the skill to shut down any predators that try something. And she's already got her eye on me... but I'm sure I'll find an opening." "You could always just enjoy the party." "Haven't you been listening? I'm planning on it," Sam says with a laugh. "Of course, of course," you reply, laughing with her. "You want a drink?" "Sure, why not." You quickly excuse yourself to head over to the table with the alcohol, slipping past the group crowded around it. <<if $cherryPartyCrash>>Now that you're closer, you're pretty positive you saw //Cherry// among them, but decide to ignore that information for now. Kim will probably deal with it if she causes any problems. <</if>>There's a pretty good selection spread out to choose from: a keg of beer, bottles of rum and vodka along with several options for mixers, among other assorted cans and bottles. Not sure what Sam likes, you just grab a couple cans of premade fruity drinks and hope for the best. You return to Sam and hand her one of them. She seems to like it well enough, but there's an awkward silence as you both sip at your drinks. \ <<if $samRel > 3>><<link "Flirt with her">><<replace "#choice">><<set $samRomancePlayerInit += 1>>\ You smirk, looking Sam over. "You know, after seeing some other people getting dressed up for this, I'm really glad to see you still keeping it casual," you say. "You pull it off really well." "Oh, uh, thanks," she says, seeming a little confused. She glances down and adjusts her shirt, as if she wasn't really sure what she was wearing herself. "These are just the first clothes I saw this morning." "See, that's what's so impressive. You didn't even try and you still look cuter than all these girls that spent an hour getting ready~" you say, leaning against the wall in a slightly provocative stance. Sam blinks at you, a hint of red flooding the space between her freckles. "...cute?"<<if $outfit is "skimpy">> She shakes her head and clears her throat. "I mean, you're one to talk about dressing up, looking like that." "Oh, like what you see?" you chuckle, leaning over a little. Sam's blush intensifies as she looks you over, her plan clearly backfiring if she was trying to deflect your flirting. "That's not what I... Uh, you're gonna attract predators showing off that much skin..." "Heh, in a certain sense, that's the goal," you chuckle, giving her a look. "I hope you're not saying you're planning to eat me. You know your stomach wouldn't stand a chance." "Ha, you wanna bet? I could handle you no problem," Sam shoots back. "In your dreams!"<<else>> "Oh sorry, would you prefer 'cool'?" you chuckle. "'Badass', maybe?" "I, uh..." she mumbles, seeming a little flustered. "I'd be looking for 'intimidating'. Gotta look the part of an apex predator, right?" "Mmm, in that case how about 'dorky'?" you say with a laugh. "Hey, watch it!" Sam says, lightly punching your arm.<</if>> You both laugh, and your conversation quickly turns to more casual banter. Though you drop the flirting for now to not come on too strong, her reaction to your comment gives you a lot of confidence, and the two of you continue to chat and enjoy each other's company as the party marches on. You can tell things are starting to get a little more hectic elsewhere<<if $cherryPartyCrash>>--and your suspicions about seeing Cherry are confirmed when Kim finally notices and goes over to kick her out--<<else>>, <</if>>but you and Sam stay pretty reserved in your spot at the back of the room. Not that you aren't feeling a little buzz from the alcohol in your drink.\ <<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</replace>><</link>> <</if>><<link "Ask her about Sunny">><<replace "#choice">><<set $sunnyInfo1 to 2>>\ "Hey so, what was up with that whole situation when you first came in?" you ask. "I didn't realize you knew Sunny already." "Yeah, her and Maeve are friends!" Sam says. "She used to mention her pretty often, and I've met her at least once during spring break before." "Huh, really? The Sunny I know seems to really not be a fan of Maeve," you reply. "Uh, or //you// it seems like from her reaction earlier." "I know, that was so weird! I swear that they used to hang out a lot, and I don't know what would have..." she trails off and her eyebrows raise a little with some realization. "Unless... oh." "Oh?" Sam looks away and takes a long sip from her drink instead of responding. She clears her throat before saying anything. <<if $day6HuntWithSam is "betty">>"So, uh... Emma's really big on parties, huh? She had a whole special outfit ready and everything." You let out a slight sigh, but give her a smile, getting the message that she'd rather not discuss the original subject right now. "Yeah, she's been really excited about this all week! <<if $emmaRel > 0>>I thought the outfit was cute, it's a good look for her<<else>>Her outfit does feel a bit extra though<</if>>."<<else>>"Um, so Emma is the one that's your roommate out of that group from before, right?" You let out a slight sigh, but give her a smile, getting the message that she'd rather not discuss the original subject right now. "Yep, you got it! She's the one that put this whole thing together." "She seems a little... high energy. Just that outfit was a lot to take in," Sam chuckles. <<if $emmaRel < 2>>"Trust me, I know exactly what you mean," you reply with a laugh.<<elseif $emmaRel > 3>>"Oh no, Emma's great! I thought her outfit tonight was pretty cute, really," you reply.<<else>>"Oh she's not so bad. Probably not quite your style though," you reply with a laugh.<</if>><</if>> The two of you continue chatting, enjoying each other's company as the party marches on. You can tell things are starting to get a little more hectic elsewhere<<if $cherryPartyCrash>>--and your suspicions about seeing Cherry are confirmed when Kim finally notices and goes over to kick her out--<<else>>, <</if>>but you and Sam stay pretty reserved in your spot at the back of the room. Not that you aren't feeling a little buzz from the alcohol in your drink.\ <<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</replace>><</link>> <<link "Just chat casually">><<replace "#choice">>\ You decide not to bring up the awkward encounter before, getting the sense that Sam probably doesn't want to talk about it if she hasn't brought it up herself. Instead, you just get the ball rolling with some small talk, and soon the two of you are chatting away and enjoying each other's company as the party marches on around you. You can tell things are starting to get a little more hectic elsewhere<<if $cherryPartyCrash>>--and your suspicions about seeing Cherry are confirmed when Kim finally notices and goes over to kick her out--<<else>>, <</if>>but you and Sam stay pretty reserved in your spot at the back of the room. Not that you aren't feeling a little buzz from the alcohol in your drink.\ <<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</replace>><</link>>\ After a while, Sam seems to be getting antsy. She steps away from the wall and stretches her arms, grinning. "Alright, I think things have picked up enough now. How about you and I go look for an opportunity to snag a meal so we can ditch this place?"<<if $fullness > 1>> She glances at your bloated belly and pauses for a moment. "You know, if you think you've got enough space for another."<</if>> [[Let's do it->Emma's Party 2- Sam Hunt]] [[Let's not->September 7th- Emma's Party Mid]]

<<Time 18>><<set $tempPlayerInebriation += 1>> <<if $week1PartyKaylaInvited or ($kaylaWeek1TripChoice is "clothes")>><<set _kayla to true>><<else>><<set _kayla to false>><</if>><<if (($malloryTargetKayla > 1) and !$kaylaWarnedAboutMallory) or ($kaylaEnd != "alive")>><<set _kayla to false>><</if>>\ You decide to just keep chatting with Emma and the others. It is her party after all<<if $week1PartySamInvited>>, and you're sure you can just catch up with Sam later<</if>>. "Ah, I'm so excited!" Emma says, bouncing in place a little. "Things are really picking up now! I'm gonna have to make some rounds soon, make sure everyone's having fun." "Just you wait until the alcohol really settles in. It's almost everyone's first college party //and// first chance to let loose after Miluina's week one? Things are gonna get wild," Sunny says with a laugh. "Gotta say though Em, as a party master myself: you did good." "Normally the only party happening the first week is rather... problematic," Kim says, shooting Sunny a quick look, "so this is a nice change of pace. You're doing a nice thing here Emma, I really appreciate it." <<if _kayla and ($trialClaire != "lose")>> "I heard about that party earlier in the week from my roommate. Sounded like some real fucked up shit," Kayla says, shaking her head. "But yeah I bet tonight's gonna be great!"<<elseif $trialParticipant>> "Yeah, 'problematic' is a word for it," you mumble.<<if $emmaRel > 2>> "But yeah, this is looking like it'll be a great night Emma!"<</if>><</if>><<if ($emmaRel > 2) and !$trialParticipant>> "Yeah, this is looking like it'll be a great night Emma!" you chime in.<</if>> "Aw, thanks you guys!" Emma says, blushing a little bit. "Oh, any of you ready for a drink? I made sure we had everything we need to make my favorite party cocktail, I'd love to share it!" <<if $emmaRel < 2>>"Sure, I could use a drink," you say.<<elseif $emmaRel < 4>>"Sure, I'll give it a try!" you reply.<<else>>"Definitely, I'd love to give it a try!" you reply.<</if>> "Hell yeah, mix me one girl!" Sunny says, flashing finger guns at her.<<if _kayla>> "I'll give it a try!" Kayla chimes in. "Thanks for offering."<</if>> "No thank you, I don't really drink," Kim replies.<<if $week1PartyMinaInvited>> "Neither do I, but I appreciate the offer!" Mina says.<</if>> "Oh, want me to make a virgin one?" Emma says. "It's mostly just lemonade, it should still be good without the booze." Kim pauses for a moment, then gives a little shrug and smiles. "Sure, that would be lovely. Thank you!"<<if $week1PartyMinaInvited>> "No thank you again. I will be fine with water if I get thirsty," Mina says. "Okay then, no problem! It probably would have been tricky to carry that many anyways," Emma laughs.<</if>> Emma heads off with a big grin, seemingly checking in with the various groups that have formed around the party first before she goes to mix the drinks. Sunny gives Kim a nudge as she walks away. "Come on, not even a little booze, K?" she chuckles. "You'll never prove me wrong about being a killjoy at this rate." "I'm here to keep everyone safe from dangerous upperclassmen," Kim replies, staring at Sunny and putting emphasis on her last words, "drinking would be irresponsible even if I didn't already lack interest. And please, just call me Kim." "Alright, you got me there," Sunny says with a laugh. "Teasing aside, that is why I got you for this. You're a master at what you do. Just like I am a master of nicknames, so no can do on that request. It's in my blood, no helping it." "Mm-hmm..." Kim grumbles. An awkward silence settles in, luckily broken before too long by Emma returning with the drinks. "Okay, hope you're ready! The one at the front is Kim's," Emma says, stepping forward so that Kim can carefully take it from her precarious hold. "It's a shot of rum, lemonade, and raspberry syrup! Blue raspberry, of course," Emma says with a grin as she hands you<<if _kayla>>, Kayla,<</if>> and Sunny your drinks. "We just called it party lemonade back home, I should come up with a fun name for it some time." You glance down at the blue liquid in your cup, then take a sip. It's sweet, fruity, and the taste of alcohol is dangerously subtle. <<if _kayla>> "There's alcohol in this? Damn," Kayla says, immediately going back for another sip. She chuckles. "It's really good Emma, but also //really// sugary. I probably can't risk more than one of these."<</if>> "Damn, this is great Em, good call!" Sunny says after taking a long swig of her drink.<<if $cherryPartyCrash>> She glances over towards the drink table and you notice her eyebrows raise. She elbows Kim. "Big K... I mean Kim... looks like the fruit is in the basket at ten o'clock." Kim gets a confused expression on her face until she looks in the direction Sunny gestures towards. Curious, you look as well, only to avert your gaze with a sheepish look when you see what she's referring to: an unmistakable head of bright red hair standing among the group by the drinks. Cherry //did// come after your conversation on Friday after all. "Oh, yeah I see her. Be back in a minute, she won't be a problem," Kim says, heading over toward her. "Shoot, an upperclassman showed up already?" Emma says with a sigh. "I can't believe I missed her while I was over there..." "Ah don't sweat it, this is exactly why I dragged in the fun police, remember?" Sunny says. "We were never gonna keep //everyone// from even trying to join in." "Yeah I guess you're right," Emma says. "That's Cherry, right? She seemed pretty fun when I met her earlier in the week at least. Definitely safer to kick her out though." "Agreed," Kim says, already returning. You catch a glimpse of Cherry storming off towards the hall on the far side of the room, looking grumpy. "Cherry's usually harmless, but she does like to stir up drama. I'd rather not have the extra nuisance." With the problem handled and Emma back with the group, things quickly go right back to pleasant conversation.<<else>> "Right? I know it's not the fanciest drink or anything, but it's so good!" Emma says, grinning ear to ear. With her back in the group, the brief awkwardness is dispelled and things go right back to pleasant conversation.<</if>> \ <<link "Compliment Emma's drink">><<replace "#choice">><<set $tempEmmaInebriation += 1>><<set $tempPlayerInebriation += 1>>\ "This drink is<<if $emmaRel < 1>> actually<</if>> //delicious// Emma, thanks for offering," you say, shortly after draining your cup past the halfway point. "I don't really know anything about cocktails myself, I've mostly just stuck to whatever beer or seltzer gets offered to me the few chances I've had to drink before." "I'm so glad you like it! I can get you another round when you run out," she replies with a smile. "It's a funny story actually, the first time I had this was because my friend got her hands on some rum and really wanted to make mojitos. And she was hyping us up like crazy about how good they were gonna be... until it turned out she didn't even know what was in one other than rum, and had none of the other important ingredients." "I have a crystal clear image of what this friend is like already," Sunny laughs.<<if _kayla>> "Same. It takes a specific kind of airhead to not even think to look up something like that," Kayla chimes in, laughing with her. "No offense."<</if>> "Yeah I'd like to defend her, but she seriously didn't even know mint was a plant before we showed her the recipe," Emma says with a sigh. "Mint leaves are a key part of a mojito, for our less sophisticated drunks in the audience," Sunny says, taking a sip of her drink. "Anyways, everyone was bummed out, but I saw she had a big thing of lemonade in her fridge. I knew a lot of drinks used citrus to take the edge off, so I figured it might make a decent mixer," she explains. "So, I mixed some together for everyone and threw in some fresh raspberries they had to make it feel fancier, and it actually turned out really good! It became a staple for pretty much all our parties after that." "Nice! You really do know your stuff when it comes to partying," you say. Conveniently, you finish your drink right about when she finishes her story. "I try my best! Of course I improved the recipe later, mostly by switching to this syrup instead for the raspberry flavor so I can make it blue," she chuckles. "Here, I'll go get you another!" "Y'know, I'm just gonna say it. I think she likes the color blue too much," Sunny says after Emma leaves to get the drinks. <<if $emmaRel > 3>>"Nah, I think it's cute how excited she gets about something so simple sometimes," you chuckle.<<else>>"She definitely has a bit of an obsession," you chuckle.<</if>> Emma returns pretty quickly, two more of the drinks in hand. She gives you back your cup with a smile on her face. "Cheers!" The two of you tap your cups together, then drink. It's just as delicious as the first.<<if $emmaRel < 2>> <<Emma 1>><</if>> [[The party is just getting started->September 7th- Emma's Party Mid]]<</replace>><</link>> <<link "Ask Kim why she decided to come to the school">><<replace "#choice">>\ "So Kim," you say. "You're like, way nicer than pretty much all the upperclassmen that are still around, or at least a lot less voracious. If you don't mind me asking, why did you decide to come to this school?" you ask. "Ouch, I'm right here $name," Sunny says. "Not nice enough for ya?" "Oh, I didn't mean--" "Nah I kid, you're cool," she laughs. "I'm a bad bitch, it's fair to be a little nervous." "I get this question a lot actually," Kim chuckles. "Frankly, I think it's a little concerning that everyone seems to think that being a bad person is a requirement for coming here. I hope you're not all carrying around that sort of guilt." "Well, I guess it just seems like you have to be a little cutthroat at least to last here, looking at how most of the older students act," you say. "So I'm curious what's different with you." "At this point, I think that's a large part of my motivation for being here actually!" Kim replies. "To set a good example, prove that you don't have to be mean or ruthless to make it here. It might not look like it to you all just coming in, but I really feel like I've already made a bit of a difference in some of the culture here," she explains. You notice her glance at Sunny with a very faint smile for once. "Oh, I love that!" Emma says. "That's really inspiring Kim, I feel the same way. About still being able to be kind here."<<if $week1PartyMinaInvited>> "That's also why I was so happy to see Mina here still going strong!" Kim says. "You might be the first person to come to this school that really has no interest in being a predator. I think that could help to shift the dynamic here a little." "Huh, really? Not even, like, eating someone every now and then on the side?" Sunny says. "You know, as a treat?" "That is correct! I had never even swallowed someone before the lab period we had in Escapism earlier this week," Mina replies.<<if _kayla>> "I can definitely respect that. Doing your own thing, regardless of what people expect from you here," Kayla chimes in. "Plus you know, serious respect for the uphill battle you're charging into," she adds with a laugh.<</if>> "Anyways, as for why I originally came here," Kim says, "It's<<else>> Kim offers her a smile. "As for why I originally came here, it's<</if>> a bit of a blur, really. I didn't really know what I wanted to be by the end of high school, but I'd always sort of fallen into the role of being the protector in my friend group. Watching out for everyone, making sure they stayed safe and happy. And since that was really all I had to grab onto for what I could see myself doing, or what I felt like I //should// do, one way or another I ended up deciding MVA was the place for me," she explains. "After all, they train you to both //be// a great predator, and how to be great at //dealing with// predators here. And if you excel at both of those, there's a not a lot that can threaten you or anyone you're looking out for in everyday life."<<if _kayla>> "Hell yeah! I can really get behind that kind of thinking," Kayla says. "I'm right there with you, shutting down bullies is the perfect use for this stuff."<</if>> "That's really interesting. And... noble," you say. "Thanks for sharing." "Of course! I hope that perspective helps a little, if you're feeling conflicted about anything," Kim says with a warm smile. [[The party is just getting started->September 7th- Emma's Party Mid]]<</replace>><</link>><<if $week1PartySamInvited>> <<link "Ask Sunny about what happened with Sam">><<replace "#choice">><<set $tempSunnySam to true>>\ "Hey Sunny..." you say. "Um, can I ask what was up with your reaction earlier? When Sam came in?" "What do you mean? I just wanted a drink, she was gone when I got back," Sunny says with a shrug. She grins and raises her cup towards Emma. "Clearly I should have brought drink master Em with me though, because this puts that shitty beer I had before to shame!" "Haha, thanks! Do you really like it that much?" Emma says. "I'm talking about how you got really grumpy right away, and how Sam seemed to already know you?" you say, cutting in quickly before that non-answer can shift the conversation. "<<if $sunnyRel > 1>>I'm friends with both of you<<else>>We're friends<</if>>, is there something I should know about between you two?" "She's Sam //McKenn//. As in, sister of the 'queen' bitch herself, Maeve McKenn," Sunny grunts, clearly getting annoyed by your prying. "Do I need another reason? The apple obviously didn't fall far from the tree from what I've heard." "But you can't just--" "You're using that phrase wrong," Kim says, cutting you off. She fixes you with a serious look and gives a subtle shake of her head. "Huh? How?" Sunny says. "It's specifically for describing parent-child similarities, not just any family relation," Kim explains.<<if $week1PartyMinaInvited>> "It is true!" Mina chimes in. She laughs quietly under her breath. "Although that idiom is usually inverted when I hear it, because my mother is rather tall and talkative."<</if>> "Listen<<if !$week1PartyMinaInvited>> buddy<</if>>, I went to vore school, I'm not an english major," Sunny says, regaining her grin. "Get off my case." "It's okay, I'm just being a little pedantic. We understood what you meant, and that's really all that matters," Kim chuckles. She lightly claps her hands together. "Anyways, how did you all like your clubs earlier in the week? I think everyone here joined one." With that, the conversation quickly moves away from your question. You don't find yourself exactly satisfied with the response, but after having the subject get deflected twice you have a feeling it's best to just drop it for now. Sunny at least clearly isn't interested in giving you any insight into the matter. [[The party is just getting started->September 7th- Emma's Party Mid]]<</replace>><</link>><</if>><<if $cherryPartyCrash>> <<link "Ask Kim about Cherry">><<replace "#choice">>\ "So like, what's her deal anyways?" you say. "Cherry I mean. I've met her before and she just seems really... odd. You seemed kind of familiar with her Kim, any insight?" Kim cocks her head. "What do you mean? She's certainly a little chaotic, but it's not like there's something wrong with her if that's what you're getting at." "Mmm, I don't know if I'd say there's //nothing// wrong," Sunny chuckles. "Girl's definitely got a couple screws loose. She's memorable at least, I'll give her that." "Yeah I guess I'm just thrown by how it almost feels like she's playing a character, you know? I guess she's always been like that, from the sounds of it?" you say. "I think she just likes to have fun!" Emma says. "That's the vibe I got when I talked to her, that she doesn't really care what people think about her and does whatever seems entertaining."<<if _kayla>> "Is this someone I should know?" Kayla asks. "I feel out of the loop here." "Not really, she's a sophomore. Me and $name have just both talked with her already," Emma explains.<</if>> <<if $cherryInquiry1 > 0>>"Oh wait, Kim you help with club signups and room check in right? So you've seen some official school documents?" you say. "Does that mean you know what her real name is? She's way too defensive about the subject for it to really be Cherry. Which is exactly the sort of thing I mean when I say it's like she's putting on a character." "Does it matter if it's not?" Kim says, giving you a surprisingly stern look. "She clearly //wants// to go by Cherry. What's wrong with just leaving it at that?" "I... I guess I'm just really curious is all..." you say, sheepishly taking a sip of your drink. "I feel that. Literally, I haven't paid her that much attention but now //I'm// curious after that response," Sunny says with a laugh. "I mean I know what you said Kim, but all I heard was 'yes, it is a fake name and I do know what her real one is'." Kim sighs. "I just think she's a girl who's trying to figure herself out, and I'd rather leave her to it," Kim says. "You're not getting any secrets out of me, certainly not someone else's."<<else>>"I think she's just a girl who's trying to figure herself out," Kim says. "And there's nothing wrong with that, so I'd rather leave her to it."<</if>> [[The party is just getting started->September 7th- Emma's Party Mid]]<</replace>><</link>><</if>>\

<<Time 20>>\ <<if hasVisited("Emma's Party 1- Mingle")>><<set _metRegina to true>><<else>><<set _metRegina to false>><</if>>\ "You know what? Yeah, that sounds like a great idea," you reply with a grin. "<<if $fullness > 1>>I could go for another meal already, and I'm sure I'll have room to squeeze them in by the time we get an opportunity." You give your gut a light smack for emphasis. "Plus,<<else>>I could really go for a meal right now, and<</if>> I'm kinda tired of the party already anyways." "Exactly! All this thing really has going for it is that it set up a great menu for us," Sam snickers. "If we're doing this, we need to make sure we don't get caught by Kim //or// Emma, though," you say. "<<if $emmaRel > 2>>This party is really important to her, so I'd really rather her not find out I was one of the ones breaking the main rule she gave...<<else>>I have to live with her, and crashing this party is one of the few things that might actually piss her off.<</if>>" "Yeah, yeah, don't worry, we'll wait until we get a good chance," Sam says dismissively. "Now let's get to it." The two of you start to prowl around the outskirts of the party, scoping out your possible options for prey as you wait for an opportunity to strike. Initially, you're afraid that Emma is going to prove difficult to avoid with how often she makes her way around to everyone at the party, even stopping in briefly to check on you and Sam at some point, but after a while she gets caught up in a game of beer pong. Stationary and distracted--giving you a perfect opening. You narrow your search to the other side of the room, away from the ping pong table while Emma is occupied, but Kim remains an issue. She even seems to be keeping an eye on Sam specifically, forcing the two of you to occasionally stop for a drink or otherwise act natural to avoid any stronger suspicion. Sam doesn't seem too worried yet. Then, something seems to catch Kim's attention and Sam perks up. She taps your shoulder as Kim starts to make her way across the room with a worried expression. "This might be our chance," she says. "And... right there, she's the one." <<if _metRegina>>She nods towards a nearby pair of girls. After a moment, you recognize that it's <<if $ateAlex>>two of the girls you met<<else>>the two girls you met<</if>> earlier by the drink table--Regina and Sydney. Regina seems to be the one Sam is referring to.<<else>>She nods towards a tall blonde girl with her hair dyed in a pink gradient, wearing a white tube top and jeans. Even from a distance she's clearly very drunk. Tagging along with her is a shorter brunette wearing a tight black shirt that similarly leaves her midriff exposed, though the light, unbuttoned sweater she's wearing over it hides most of her brown skin. <</if>> "Drunk and tasty looking, she'll be perfect. You can have her buddy," Sam says. You smirk. "Oh no, that one's mine," you say. "//You// can have the shorter one." "What? No, I saw her first," Sam says, shooting you a look. "I've got dibs.<<if $fullness > 1>> And you're really gonna try and take the //bigger// one while you've still got half of someone sloshing around in there? You're just asking to mess up an get caught here...<</if>>" "Yeah but I'm the one taking the bigger risk here, since it's my //roommate// we're gonna piss off if we<<if $fullness > 1>> do<</if>> get caught," you counter. "So I think I should get to choose here." "Oh come on, don't--" "Hey, get off! HELP!" someone shouts from the other side of the room. "Damn it, that's our cue," Sam says, shaking her head. "Fine, whatever, take the tall one, let's just go!" Everyone nearby quickly turns their attention to the source of the scream, clamoring to find out what's going on. Soon, the commotion has the attention of pretty much the entire party. You can't quite tell what's happening, but you can see Kim arguing with someone over the crowd--with her back turned to you. Not only is everyone distracted, but the prey you and Sam settled on are right at the back of the crowd. <<link "Now or never">> <<set $pacifist to false>> <<set _checkType to "oral">> <<set _baseline to 7>> <<set _modifier to 1>> <<include "voreCheck">> <<if $fullness+5 > $maxFullCap>> <<set _swallow to false>> <</if>> <<if _swallow>> <<goto [[Emma's Party 2- Sam Hunt: Eat Regina]]>> <<else>> <<set $stamina -= 5>> <<goto [[Emma's Party 2- Sam Hunt: Fail]]>> <</if>> <</link>>

<<if lastVisited("September 7th- Nadia") != 1>><<Time 20>><</if>>\ <<if (($leahDitched and ($leahRel < 0)) or ((($malloryRel < 0) or $malloryAttention2 or (($malloryRel < 2) and ($malloryAttention3 > 1))) and (!$metLeah or (($leahRel < 1) and ($leahMax < 2))))) and ($malloryTargetKayla != 1)>><<set _malloryCheck to true>><<else>><<set _malloryCheck to false>><</if>>\ <<if lastVisited("September 7th- Nadia") is 1>>"Uh, sorry, but that's... a little too much for me..." you say, flustered. Nadia pouts, but gives you a sympathetic look. "Aw, that's too bad darling, but it's okay. We all have our boundaries." "Are you sure you wanna turn this down? You'll be missing out~" Vivian says, pulling Nadia closer. She licks her neck, then starts to plant slow, sensual kisses along the side of her face, looking at you out of the corner of her eye the whole time. "I, um, yeah... you two... enjoy yourselves..?" you stammer. "Oh we will, $name, don't you worry," Nadia says with a smirk. "Have a good night.~" The door clicks shut and you release a breath that you hadn't realized you were holding. As you make your way back down to the party, you take a few more deep breaths to calm yourself--as exciting as the prospect was, you really weren't ready for something like that. Plus, something about Vivian was giving you worrying vibes, particularly the way that she addressed you as just "freshie". Better safe than sorry.\ <<elseif hasVisited("Emma's Party 1- Sam")>>"<<if !$pacifist>>As tempting as that would be any other time, I'll pass<<else>>No thanks, I'll definitely pass<</if>>," you tell her. "<<if $fullness > 1>>There's no way I could fit anyone else into here," you chuckle, giving your gut a light smack. "Plus,<<else>>I mean come on Sam,<</if>> part of the point of the party is to be able to relax without a serious threat of being eaten. I'm not gonna pretend I can stop //you//, but I'm at least not going to be the one to mess that up<<if $emmaRel > 0>> for Emma<</if>>." Sam rolls her eyes at you. "Whatever, I'll have an easier time without you dragging me down anyways," she grumbles. "Have fun with the rest of your 'safe' party..." You sigh, hoping she doesn't cause //too// much trouble as you watch her head off deeper into the party. Now alone, you grab yourself another drink and start to survey the room a little. Things have really picked up, the sounds of conversations, laughter, and even some shouting creating an almost overwhelming level of background noise no matter where you go. At some point Emma started playing some music, though it's hard to make out over everything else a lot of the time.\ <<elseif hasVisited("Emma's Party 1- Mingle")>><<if $tempPlayerInebriation is 0>>Eventually, you're able to excuse yourself from the group without coming off as rude, slipping away to another part of the party.<<else>>After drinking and laughing together for a while, the group eventually breaks up and disperses into the rest of the party.<</if>> Things start to really pick up, the constant background noise of everyone chatting, laughing, and even shouting sometimes beginning to grow almost overwhelming as the alcohol settles into the crowd. At some point Emma started playing some music, though it's hard to make out over everything else a lot of the time.\ <<else>>The party marches on, starting to really pick up around you while you chat with your small group, the constant background noise of everyone chatting, laughing, and even shouting sometimes beginning to grow almost overwhelming as the alcohol settles into the crowd. Emma leaves to go set up some music now that things have really gotten started<<if $week1PartyKaylaInvited and ($kaylaEnd is "alive") and ($malloryTargetKayla < 3)>>, and Kayla takes the opportunity to break off and see what else the party has to offer. You follow her lead, <<if $week1PartyMinaInvited>>leaving Mina with Sunny and Kim while you go to grab another drink<<else>>splitting off from Sunny and Kim for now and going to grab another drink<</if>>.<<else>>, and you decide to take the opportunity to break away from the group for a bit to see what else the party has to offer, heading over to grab yourself another drink first.<</if>>\ <</if>> <<if lastVisited("September 7th- Nadia") is 1>><<done>><<if $cherryPartyCrash>><<toggleclass "#cherry" "hide">><<else>><<toggleclass "#emma" "hide">><</if>><</done>>\ Stepping back into the lounge, you're once again overwhelmed by the bustle of the party. You start to drift around, looking for an opportunity to join in with some group... <<else>>You wander around on your own for a while, getting a feel for the rest of the party. There's a crowd that's gotten into a heated, alcohol-fueled debate about whether or not cereal qualifies as soup, a couple getting uncomfortably frisky on one of the couches<<if ($freshCoupleMax > 0) or ($freshCoupleMin < 0)>>--astoundingly, it //isn't// Sarah and Alesha--<<else>>, <</if>>and quite a few different drinking games taking place. After making the rounds, you find yourself hanging around alone at the outskirts of the party, not quite sure how to handle yourself in such a crowded, energetic setting.<<if $week1PartyMinaInvited and !hasVisited("Emma's Party 1- Stay")>> That thought makes you start to worry about Mina as well, but you figure she's //probably// fine with Kim around.<</if>> <<if $week1PartySamInvited and !hasVisited("Emma's Party 1- Sam")>>\ But, you smile as you notice Sam heading your way. "Hey again $name," she says with a subtle smirk. "Hey Sam! How are you liking the party?" you ask. "Eh, it's not really my sort of thing honestly," she replies with a shrug. Her smirk grows. "Seems like it's not really yours either all on your own over here. Things have picked up enough that we should get a chance to avoid Kim's attention, how about you and I go snag a meal so we can ditch this place?"<<if $fullness > 1>> She glances at your bloated belly and pauses for a moment. "You know, if you think you've got enough space for another."<</if>> \ [[Let's do it->Emma's Party 2- Sam Hunt]] <<link "Let's not">><<replace "#samChoice">><<if _malloryCheck>><<toggleclass "#mallory" "hide">><<elseif $nadiaPhone>><<toggleclass "#nadia" "hide">><<elseif $cherryPartyCrash>><<toggleclass "#cherry" "hide">><<else>><<toggleclass "#emma" "hide">><</if>>\ "<<if !$pacifist>>As tempting as that would be any other time, I'll pass<<else>>No thanks, I'll definitely pass<</if>>," you reply. "<<if $fullness > 1>>There's no way I could fit anyone else into here," you chuckle, giving your gut a light smack. "Plus,<<else>>I mean come on Sam,<</if>> part of the point of the party is to be able to relax without a serious threat of being eaten. I'm not gonna pretend I can stop //you//, but I'm at least not going to be the one to mess that up<<if $emmaRel > 0>> for Emma<</if>>." Sam rolls her eyes at you. "Whatever, I'll have an easier time without you dragging me down anyways," she grumbles. "Have fun with the rest of your 'safe' party..." You sigh, hoping she doesn't cause //too// much trouble as you watch her head off deeper into the party. <<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 0>>You take another sip of your drink, nervously looking around for an opportunity to join in with something.<<else>>You go back to nervously looking around the party for an opportunity to join in with something.<</if>> <</replace>><</link>>\ <<else>><<done>><<if _malloryCheck>><<toggleclass "#mallory" "hide">><<elseif $nadiaPhone>><<toggleclass "#nadia" "hide">><<elseif $cherryPartyCrash>><<toggleclass "#cherry" "hide">><<else>><<toggleclass "#emma" "hide">><</if>><</done>><</if>>\ <<if _malloryCheck>>\ Then, you're suddenly approached by Mallory<<if hasVisited("Emma's Party 1- Mingle")>> again<</if>>, a drink in each of her hands. She smiles at you. "Hello again darling! You're looking a bit lonely over here, everything alright?" she asks. "Oh, yeah I'm fine. Just hanging around, you know," you reply. "Oh but it's a party! You should be having fun, celebrating, not moping in the corner," she says. She pushes one of the cups in her hand toward you. "Here, you simply have to try this cocktail Emma's been mixing up, it's delicious!" \ <<link "Take it">><<replace "#malloryChoice">><<if $nadiaPhone>><<toggleclass "#nadia" "hide">><<elseif $cherryPartyCrash>><<toggleclass "#cherry" "hide">><<else>><<toggleclass "#emma" "hide">><</if>><<set $tempPlayerInebriation += 1>>\ <<if hasVisited("Emma's Party 1- Stay")>>"Yeah I tried it earlier, it's fantastic!" you say, taking the drink from her. "Thanks!"<<else>>"Sure I'll give it a try, thanks!" you say, taking the drink from her.<</if>> "Of course! Well, you enjoy that, I'm sure I'll see you around again!" she says cheerfully. "And don't spend all night standing around, go enjoy yourself!" You take a sip of the blue liquid in the cup as she walks away. <<if hasVisited("Emma's Party 1- Stay")>>It seems a bit stronger than the last one, but still good.<<else>>It's delicious, though the flavor of alcohol is a bit strong. Tastes like raspberry lemonade.<</if>> You think about her advice as you go back to surveying the party. <</replace>><</link>> <<link "No thanks">><<replace "#malloryChoice">><<if $nadiaPhone>><<toggleclass "#nadia" "hide">><<elseif $cherryPartyCrash>><<toggleclass "#cherry" "hide">><<else>><<toggleclass "#emma" "hide">><</if>>\ "No thanks, <<if hasVisited("Emma's Party 1- Stay")>>I already tried it earlier. It's good, but I think I'm set on alcohol for now<<else>>I think I'm set on alcohol for now<</if>>," you reply. "Thanks for the offer though." "Are you sure? Tonight is your chance to really relax and let loose!" she says, keeping the drink held out toward you. "Yeah, I'm good." She sighs, looking disappointed. "Oh alright. I do hope you'll open up a bit and enjoy yourself tonight though," she says. "I'm sure I'll see you around again!" She leaves you alone again, quickly disappearing back into the drunken crowd. You think about her advice as you go back to surveying the party. <</replace>><</link>>\ \ <</if>>\ <<if $nadiaPhone>>\ A buzz from your phone manages to get your attention over the roar of the party. You casually pull it out to check who it is and your eyebrows raise when you check the screen--it's a text from Nadia. Your face flushes red as you open it. Attached to the message is a picture of her stripped down to only her underwear, leaning towards the camera and tugging at the front of her bra. Her face is mostly out of frame, only her sly smile peeking in above the view of her cleavage. //"Looking to have some fun tonight?~ I've <<if $nadiaSex is 0>>already got an opening for a cute freshman, if you think you're ready ;)<<else>>got an opening for a cute freshman if you're ready to go another round ;)<</if>>"// \ [[I am absolutely a cute freshman looking to have some fun->September 7th- Nadia]] <<link "Turn her down">><<replace "#nadiaChoice">><<if $cherryPartyCrash>><<toggleclass "#cherry" "hide">><<else>><<toggleclass "#emma" "hide">><</if>>\ You bite your lip, considering the offer, but ultimately decide to turn her down. The party just got into full swing so you wouldn't want to leave now, even if you're in a bit of an awkward position at the moment. Plus, there is obviously some risk to accepting a random invitation to a sophomore's room. //"Sorry, tonight's not gonna work for me,"// you text back. You pause for a moment, then sheepishly add: //"Another night maybe?"// She's quick to respond: //"Aww, that's too bad. Guess I'll have to take someone else for a spin We'll see ;)"// You sigh and put your phone away, going back to what you were doing. <</replace>><</link>>\ <</if>>\ <</if>>/*this is the ending for the if check on if you're coming from turning down the threesome with Nadia, which skips over all the choices you would have already seen the first time you were at this passage*/\ <<if $cherryPartyCrash>>\ <<if hasVisited("Emma's Party 1- Mingle")>>You notice two girls coming your way, who you quickly recognize as Sydney and Regina from the group you'd just been with. Sydney looks excited, while Regina seems more flustered. "Heeey uh... $name, was it? Yeah $name, hey," Sydney says. She stumbles slightly as the two come to a stop in front of you, clearly fairly drunk at this point. "You wanna go take Cherry up on her offer? Regina finally got drunk enough to admit she wants to, dunno where you're at. <<if !$ateAlex>>That redheaded bitch that stormed off earlier is still here, I think she'd be perfect to shove up a butt.<<else>>I'm sure we can find someone to fool into coming with us to get shoved up a butt.<</if>>" "Omigod, I can't believe we're really doing this..." Regina giggles behind her.<<else>>You notice two girls coming your way. They don't seem familiar. One is a tall blonde girl with her hair dyed in a pink gradient, wearing a white tube top and jeans. The other is a shorter brunette wearing a tight black shirt that similarly leaves her midriff exposed, though the light, unbuttoned sweater she's wearing over it hides most of her brown skin. "Heeey uh... this is kinda weird, but could you come with us to the bathroom..?" the brunette says, slightly swaying in place as she talks. She's clearly fairly drunk. "My um... my friend here has to pee but we're afraid of getting jumped in the halls if we leave. But a group of three would probably be safe!" "I, like, really gotta go!" the blonde girl says, rubbing her legs together. "I've been drinking like crazy..." "Yeah so, uh... please?"<</if>> \ <<if hasVisited("Emma's Party 1- Mingle")>>[[Go with them->Emma's Party 2- Cherry]]<<else>>[[Go with them->Emma's Party- Anal by Cherry]]<</if>> <<link "Turn them down">><<replace "#cherryChoice">><<toggleclass "#emma" "hide">> <<if hasVisited("Emma's Party 1- Mingle")>>"Uh, no thanks," you reply. "<<if $tempPlayerInebriation < 2>>I'm definitely not<<else>>Don't think I'm<</if>> drunk enough to want to feed someone to another girl's butt, sorry." "Oh boo, you're no fun," Sydney says, crossing her arms and pouting. "<<if $ateAlex>>Alright c'mon Regina, we'll find someone else...<<else>>Alright c'mon Regina, we can probably handle the redhead ourselves...<</if>>" You shake your head as you watch them leave, feeling sorry for whoever they do wind up bringing to Cherry. <<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 0>>You take a sip of your drink and go back to surveying the party<<else>>Hoping a better opportunity will present itself, you go back to surveying the party<</if>>.<<else>>"Uh, no, you're on your own with that, sorry," you say bluntly. Finding the request very suspicious, you eye them cautiously<<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 1>>, trying to stay focused through your inebriation<</if>>. "Oh come on, just help us out here!" the brunette pleads. "This poor drunken bimbo is gonna piss her pants, have a heart!" "Yeah, still no." "Ugh, fine, jerk..." the brunette grunts, starting to walk off. As they turn to walk off deeper into the crowded room, you overhear her say something more: "C'mon Regina, <<if $ateAlex>>I'm sure there's someone else around here who'll fall for it<<else>>I bet we can get that redhead to fall for it<</if>>..." "Okay, but I really do need to pee..." the blonde replies. You breathe a sigh of relief, certain that you just dodged a bullet. At least they actually took no for an answer. <<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 0>>You take a sip of your drink and go back to surveying the party<<else>>Having safely avoided whatever that was, you go back to surveying the party<</if>>. <</if>> <</replace>><</link>>\ <</if>>\ \ "$name!" a voice calls out over the roar of the party. You look around, quickly spotting Emma on her way over with one arm waving overhead at you. "$name, there you are! I've been looking for you!" "Hey Emma<<if $emmaRel > 1>>!<<else>>,<</if>>" you say<<if $emmaRel > 0>>, offering her a smile<</if>>. "I've just been... hanging around. What's up?" "Are you having a good time? You look a little lonely over here," she says, smiling but looking a little concerned. "I can't let my party fail my roomie of all people!" "Oh don't worry, I'm fine," you assure her. <<if $emmaRel > 1>>"The party's been awesome so far, you did great!" "Aw, thanks!" she says, leaning forward to pull you into a brief hug. "Oh right! <<else>>"Did you just come over to check in?" "Oh, no, right!" she replies. "<</if>>I came over here to ask if you wanted to come play beer pong with me<<if $week1PartyKaylaInvited and ($kaylaEnd is "alive") and ($malloryTargetKayla < 3)>> and Kayla! <<else>>! I challenged Sarah and Alesha to try and free up one of the couches," she giggles. "<</if>>You interested?" \ [[Sure, sounds fun!->Emma's Party 2- Beer Pong]] <<link "No thanks">><<replace "#emmaChoice">><<toggleclass "#dare" "hide">>\ "No thanks<<if $emmaRel < 2>>, I'll pass,<<else>>, but I appreciate the invite!<</if>>" you say. "Oh, alright, no problem!" she says. She gives you a big smile, but you notice her shoulders sag a little. "I'll talk to you a little later then!" <<if $emmaRel < 2>>You wave to her as she leaves to head over to the ping pong table.<<else>>"Of course, have fun!" you say, waving to her as she leaves to head over to the ping pong table.<</if>> You sigh and lean back against the wall, hoping a more interesting opportunity will present itself. <</replace>><</link>>\ \ \ Luckily, you don't have to wait long. Almost immediately after Emma disappears into the crowd, another girl comes over to greet you. It's a pale, short-haired brunette you don't particularly recognize. "Hey, we're starting up a game of 'Drink or Dare', you wanna join in?" the girl asks with an eager grin. \ [[Hell yeah->Emma's Party 2- Drink or Dare]] <<link "Nah">><<replace "#dareChoice">><<toggleclass "#end" "hide">>\ "Nah, I'm good," you reply. The girl shrugs. "Suit yourself, you're missing out!" <</replace>><</link>>\ \ \ She hurries off back into the crowded room, leaving you alone once again. You look around, starting to feel very awkward just hanging around all by yourself. After a little while, you catch sight of Sunny<<if $week1PartyMinaInvited>>, Kim, and Mina<<else>> and Kim<</if>> chatting with each other on one of the couches and decide to go join them. [[Head over to Sunny->Emma's Party 2- Sunny]]

<<Time 21>><<set $playerHorny += 1>>\ You stare blankly at the screen for a moment, then start to furiously type out a message. <<if $day7PartyHunt is 1>>This is a perfect way to salvage the night!<<else>>Screw the party, this is an opportunity you can't pass up!<</if>> //"Yes absolutely Right now?"// She starts typing a response immediately and your eyes stay glued to the screen. //"Right now baby ;) Come to room 240 Lampton obvi"// Not needing to be told twice, you stow your phone and start to head for the door. <<if $nadiaDorm>>Then, your brain processes a key piece of information, and for a brief moment you pause. You've been to her dorm, and the room number she just gave you isn't it... But, you've gotten excited enough that that isn't a big enough red flag to deter you. You hurry out of <<if $day7PartyHunt is 1>>your dorm<<else>>the lounge<</if>> and make your way toward the stairs. <</if>>It doesn't take you<<if $day7PartyHunt is 1>> too<</if>> long to arrive at the room--it's one of the <<if $day7PartyHunt is 1>>last in the hallway connected to the bridge<<else>>first on the right hall<</if>>. Over the muffled thumping of the music at the party, you faintly hear a moan on the other side of the door. You hesitate for a moment, your heartbeat elevating, then knock on the door. A voice giggles, then you hear footsteps. The door creeps open about halfway, and standing on the other side is Nadia, just as scantily clad as in the picture--down to just her black, lacey underwear, fishnet stockings, and a choker. She gives you a sly smile. "Well, that was fast. Someone must be excited~" she says, biting her lip. Before you can respond, an arm drapes over her shoulder, reaching down to grope at one of her breasts. "Hey, c'mon, let me see what we're working with!" a new voice chimes in, a sultry edge to her tone. Her other hand grabs the door to pull it open, giving you a clearer view of her nails painted in alternating pink and black. The door swings open the rest of the way to reveal the mysterious third party. Latched on to Nadia's side is a fairly slender girl with long, shaggy hair sporting two colors: a bright magenta underlayer with a more normal black on the outside. Her eyes are a little unnerving, giving a tired yet wild look. She has a //very// heavy layer of pink eyeliner with a similarly colored splash of eyeshadow--it gives the impression that she was trying to cover up bags under her eyes, but ended up just giving herself //colored// bags instead. Like Nadia, she's dressed down to just her underwear and fancy stockings, showing off that while most of her is on the slender side, the meals she's picked up at the school have definitely been going to her thighs. "Oh yeah, she'll do...~" the girl says, seductively narrowing her eyes at you.<<if $outfit is "uniform">> A grin spreads across her lips as she looks over your outfit. "She's //perfect//."<<elseif $breastSize > 34>> She glances down at your chest and licks her lips. "She'll //definitely// do..."<</if>> <<if $fullness > 0>>"Mmh, and it looks like she brought a fourth with her too," Nadia says with a sly chuckle, glancing down at your still-bloated gut.<<elseif $fat > 34>>"Mmh, she's let herself go a little since <<if !$day6LunchNadia and ($nadiaSex > 0)>>last time<<else>>I last saw her<</if>>, but she still makes it work well enough," Nadia says. "Hey, can't blame a girl for being hungry," the other girl chuckles.<<elseif $outfit is "skimpy">>"Mmh, and she even got dressed up for the occasion," Nadia says with a smirk. "This is a great look for you, darling.~"<<else>>"Of course, I told you I had the right girl for the job~" Nadia says with a sly smile.<</if>> "Um, sorry but, who is this?" you say. You can feel yourself blushing pretty heavily. "Oh my, sorry darling! I didn't even think to mention her, did I?" Nadia says. She inhales sharply for a moment as the other girl gives her breast a particularly hard squeeze. "This is Vivian, a good friend from my class. She wanted to spice things up a little, so it'll be the three of us tonight, if that's alright with you." "Aw, it's okay freshie, I won't bite~" Vivian says. She looks right into your eyes and <<if $breastSize > 34>>licks her lips again, slower this time<<else>>slowly licks her lips<</if>>. [[Let's do this->September 7th- Nadia: Foreplay]] <<if $day7PartyHunt is 1>>[[That's a little too much for me, sorry->September 7th- End of Day]]<<else>>[[That's a little too much for me, sorry->September 7th- Emma's Party Mid]]<</if>>

<<Time 21>>\ <<if $lostAlex or $eatenByAlex>><<set _metAlex to true>><<else>><<set _metAlex to false>><</if>>\ "You know what? Yeah, fuck it, I'm in," you reply. "<<if _metAlex and !$ateAlex>>She's got it coming.<<else>><<if $analByOlivia or $analAteOlivia or $analByMatilda or $analByJoan or $analByOliviaMalloryAmbush>><<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 1>>Sounds pretty hot honestly<<else>>Seems like it could be fun<</if>>.<<else>>I'd be lying if I said I wasn't curious to see it in action.<<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 1>> Sounds pretty hot honestly.<</if>><</if>><</if>>" "Yes! Haha, I knew we were all a little freaky..." Sydney says, giggling to herself. <<if $ateAlex>>\ "Okay, okay, let's start looking, I bet we can find someone dumb or drunk enough to trick into coming with us. Oh and uh, right, right, the, uh, and the plan," she stammers. "So I'm thinking we try telling whoever it is we've gotta use the bathroom, but since we've gotta leave the party for that we want a group big enough to stay safe just in case. Sound good? Smart, right?" "Totally, that's like super smart, good job! I'd totally fall for that," Regina replies. She gives Sydney a pat on the back that makes her stumble forward slightly. "Plus I've been, like, drinking a lot and really //do// need to pee, so we're not even really lying!" "Yeah that seems like a decent idea for getting her away from the party at least so we don't cause a scene," you say. "Let's give it a shot!" With a plan in place, the three of you start to search through the party for possible victims. Most people have grouped up in some form by now, so finding someone alone to target proves to be a little tricky. The few you try clearly find the situation suspicious and brush off your request. While you start to think of another plan, Sydney perks up and shakes Regina's arm. "Perfect, there we go, uh, new plan!" she says. "I just saw my roommate heading for the exit. And she like, suuucks, so let's just go and grab her while she's away from the party!" "Your roommate..?" Regina says. Sydney nudges her arm again. "Oh! Totally, yeah, let's do it! I was, like, thinking that was kinda mean, but now that you mention it she's a real jerk." "Sure, that works," you say with a shrug. The three of you hurry toward the exit to put your new plan in motion. However, as you head upstairs there's still no other girl in sight, and you start to get suspicious. You never saw who they were talking about at the party and Regina seemed almost confused by the suggestion earlier, something seems fishy... \ [[This is fine->Emma's Party- Anal by Cherry]] <<link "This is a trap">> <<set _checkType to "prey">> <<set _baseline to 16>> <<set _modifier to 3>> <<include "voreCheck">> <<if _swallow>> <<set $predName to "flee">> /*temp variable to track if you got the attempted escape version or not, will be properly set to "Cherry" after the intro check in the next passage*/ <<goto "Emma's Party- Anal by Cherry">> <<else>> <<set $stamina -= 8>> <<replace "#choice">>\ Too fishy. The obvious realization quickly hits you: they've decided to use //you// as their offering to Cherry. <<if $cherryDay6FullTour>>No way are you spending any more time in Cherry's ass this week, you need to get out of here!<<elseif $analByOlivia or $analByMatilda or $analByJoan or $analByOliviaMalloryAmbush or ($anatomyDemonstration is 2)>>No way are you spending any more time up someone's ass this week, you need to get out of here!<<else>>You need to get out of here!<</if>> As soon as you turn the corner into the hall of dorms, you spin around and start to make a break for it back towards the stairs. Sydney is quick to notice, however, and grabs your arm before you can get away from them. "H-Hey, c'mon, where are you going?" she says. "We're gonna miss our chance!" <<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 1>>"You almost had me, but I'm not //that// drunk yet! You assholes are trying to feed me to another asshole!"<<else>>"Bullshit, I see what's going on here! There is no one else, you're bringing //me// to Cherry's dorm!"<</if>> you say, struggling against her grip. "Now get off me!" "Damn it, I knew you were too obvious Regina!" Sydney grunts. "Help me hold her, we don't have much further to go!" Regina moves to restrain your other arm, but you're able to wrestle yourself free from Sydney just in time. As soon as you break away from them, you rush for the stairs<<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 1>>, nearly losing your balance from the quick descent<</if>>. You hear a frustrated shout from Sydney behind you, but you don't look back until you've made returned to the relative safety of the party. @@color:yellowgreen;You managed to escape.@@ [[Close call or not, the party carries on->September 7th- Emma's Party Late]] <</replace>> <</if>> <</link>> \ <<else>>\ "Okay, okay, let's go find her, I can't wait to see her face when she realizes! Oh and uh, right, right, the, uh, the plan," she stammers. "So I'm thinking we tell her we've gotta use the bathroom, but since we've gotta leave the party for that we want a group big enough to stay safe just in case and she's like the only other person we know well enough to ask. Sound good? Smart, right?" "Totally, that's like super smart, good job! I'd totally fall for that," Regina replies. She gives Sydney a pat on the back that makes her stumble forward slightly. "Plus I've been, like, drinking a lot and really //do// need to pee, so we're not even really lying!" <<if _metAlex>>"Hmm, I don't think that'll work while I'm here, she's clearly still mad about earlier in the week," you say. "But, I think we can use that. How about, while I pretend to be distracted, you tell her that this is actually a ploy to get //me// away from the party so you can eat me. I think that'll definitely get her to come along." Sydney shrugs. "Sure, we can try that."<<else>>"Yeah that seems like a decent idea for getting her away from the party at least so we don't cause a scene," you say. "Let's give it a shot!"<</if>> With a plan in place, the three of you start to search through the party for Alex. Sydney swears that she's just seen her recently, but there doesn't seem to be any sign of her at first. You're not even seeing //any// redheads. Then, finally, you spot someone with orange hair leaving the snack table, and move in to engage your target. "Heeey, Alex, right? Gosh I hope we've got the right person at least," Sydney says. "Yeah, hey. What do you want?" she replies, looking a little annoyed.<<if _metAlex>> She glares at you when she notices you're part of the group.<</if>> "So this is like, kinda weird, but um... can you come with us to the bathroom?" Sydney asks. "We're worried there might be some upperclassmen waiting for people to //leave// the party since they can't get in, but a group like this should be safe!" "I've really gotta go!" Regina chimes in, rubbing her legs together. "Seriously?" Alex says, a mildly disgusted expression on her face. <<if _metAlex>>"Why the hell would I do that?" You take the opportunity to pretend to turn and check your phone, letting Sydney put phase two into action. The party is too loud for you to hear exactly what she says, but out of the corner of your eye you can see her whispering to Alex as planned. She smirks. <<else>>"That does sound like some bullshit girls here would try to pull..." She sighs. <</if>>"Fine, whatever, I'm kinda sick of the party anyways. I'll //leave// with you, you'll have to survive without me if you go back." "Yeah sure, that's good enough! Thanks so much!" Sydney says. <<if _metAlex>>She pretty blatantly winks at you, but luckily Alex doesn't seem to notice.<<else>>Maybe a little too eagerly, though luckily Alex doesn't seem to notice anything suspicious about it.<</if>> You're a little surprised it was really that easy, but with Alex begrudgingly in tow you make your way out of the party. You head upstairs and down the hall, slowing down as you approach the door to Cherry's dorm. Sydney brings the group to a stop at the door to Room L225. "Okay this is, uh, my dorm, you guys can use my bathroom," she says.<<if _metAlex>> She nudges Regina, then the two of them shift back to flank Alex. "$name, how about you go first?" "Huh, me? But it's your room..." you say, playing along. "Oh come on, we've already got her boxed in, lets drop the act," Alex says, grinning. "Yeah you know, you're right!" you say with a laugh. Regina and Sydney grab her arms from either side.<<else>> "Cool. Mission accomplished, have fun," Alex says, starting to walk off. "Wait but we still need you!" Regina blurts out. "For fucking what? Do you need someone to escort you to the toilet?" Alex says, clearly getting irritated. "It's just, uh... ah fuck it, we're already away from the party," Sydney says. She lunges forward to grab her, Regina following her lead a moment later. They easily lock her down, each of them holding one of her arms.<</if>> "HEY! What the hell are you doing?" Alex growls, struggling against their grip. <<if _metAlex>>"Something that'll probably make you wish you had just let me eat you the other day,"<<else>>"Something you're probably not gonna like,"<</if>> you <<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 1>>chuckle. You bang your hand against the door<<else>>say. You knock on the door<</if>>. "Hey Cherry, we've got a present for you!" The door to the room immediately swings open. Cherry stands in the doorway, grinning. "I knew you guys would come through! Come on in.~" [[Time for the show->Emma's Party- Feed Alex to Cherry]]\ <</if>>

<<Time 21>>\ <<if (($leahDitched and ($leahRel < 0)) or ((($malloryRel < 0) or $malloryAttention2 or (($malloryRel < 2) and ($malloryAttention3 > 1))) and (!$metLeah or (($leahRel < 1) and ($leahMax < 2))))) and ($malloryTargetKayla != 1)>><<set _malloryCheck to true>><<else>><<set _malloryCheck to false>><</if>>\ <<if $emmaRel > 2>>"Sure, I'd love to!"<<else>>"Sure, sounds like it could be fun!"<</if>> you reply. "Great! Come on, the table's on the other side of the room!" Emma says with a smile. She grabs your hand and starts to drag you through the party with her--you get the feeling she's a little bit drunk already even before the game.<<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 1>> Then again, so are you.<</if>> You pass through several groups on your way over to the ping pong table, Emma briefly greeting most of them as she leads you along. A passing comment you happen to catch from one tells you that the cereal-soup debate you'd seen before has settled for now, but tensions are still high. Soon, you arrive at a blue-topped table with a stack of red cups sitting on it. <<if $week1PartyKaylaInvited and ($kaylaEnd is "alive") and ($malloryTargetKayla < 3)>>\ Kayla waves when she sees you approaching. "Oh hey again! Was wondering where you ended up," she says. "Hey! Yeah I've just been... seeing the sights," you chuckle. "Hey hey! $name's gonna be my partner, did you find anyone?" Emma says. <<if _malloryCheck>>"Oh, partner? For what?" a fourth voice chimes in. It's Mallory, approaching the table from somewhere else in the party. "Hello again everyone! I must say, you've put together quite the party here Emma! Everyone really seems to be enjoying themselves." "Hey Mal! We're playing beer pong. You might be able to join Kayla's team if you're interested!" Emma replies. "Ah, that sounds fun! I'm afraid I'll have to pass though, I'm trying not to get too drunk tonight," Mallory chuckles. "I'll stick around for a little while though!" "Fine by me, I don't need a partner," Kayla says with a smirk. "I'll take you both on alone, no problem!"<<else>>"Nope, don't need one," Kayla says with a smirk. "I'll take you both on alone!"<</if>> "You sure? Teaming up is usually mostly so that you don't get //completely// wasted from just one game," Emma says. "All the cups is a lot for one person." "Sure, but I only drink that much if you win," Kayla says. She crosses her arms and grins. "No way that happens." "Oh, getting cocky huh?" you say, grinning back. You pick up one of the ping pong balls resting on the table. "You might be tough, but beer pong's not about muscle, it's about skill... I think. Confession: I only sort of know what beer pong is, I've never played before." "That kinda takes the bite out of your taunt then," Kayla laughs. "It's fine though! Honestly, everyone seems to have a different idea of how you should play so I'd have to explain //my// rules anyways," Emma says. "So, we'll fill a bunch of these cups with beer and line them up in a triangle on each side. When it's your turn, you try to bounce the ball off the table and get it to land in one of the cups on the other side. If you get it in, the other team--well, Kayla--has to drink what's in that cup and take it off the table, then you go again. When you miss, the other team gets a chance to go. You and I will switch off each time for shooting and drinking, Kayla's just on her own I guess! Got it?" "Yeah, sounds simple enough!" "Great! So--" "Hey, get off! HELP!" someone shouts from the other side of the room. The <<if _malloryCheck>>four<<else>>three<</if>> of you immediately turn to look at the source: a struggle between two girls you don't recognize. It looks like one has the other's head in her mouth, but Kim is already starting to break things up. "Sh-Shoot..." Emma mumbles. "Um, can you guys handle setting things up? I should go see what that's about..." <<if _malloryCheck>>"Oh of course darling! You go tend to that, I'll lend a hand here," Mallory replies. After giving Mallory an appreciative nod, Emma hurries off to meet with Kim. While she's gone, the three of you go to work setting up the table--Mallory fills the cups while you and Kayla carry them back to the table to set up into triangles on each side.<<else>>She hurries off to meet up with Kim, while you and Kayla take care of the setup like she'd asked. You go back and forth between the keg and the ping pong table, slowly setting up a triangle of half-filled cups on both sides.<</if>> With impeccable timing, Emma returns just as you set down the last one. She seems a little nervous. "So what was up?" you ask. "Some sophomore snuck in and tried to eat someone," Emma sighs. "Luckily, Kim got there in time to put a stop to it. And then the girl--the sophomore--got really mad at her and refused to just leave, and I guess she'd been awful pretty much the entire time she's been at the school, so Kim just ate //her// to settle things..." "Wow, really? I wasn't sure she had it in her," you chuckle. "That's how you do it though! Sounds like it was someone she already knew was a total bitch, and she still gave her a chance to just back off first?" Kayla says. "No one can say her prey didn't deserve it at that point!" "Oh for sure! Kim's the best, I'm really glad Sunny was able to get her on board with this!" Emma says. <<if _malloryCheck>> "She does seem to have a good handle on things," Mallory says. "In light of that excitement, I'm off to go make some rounds and check in with everyone! You enjoy your game now!" "Thanks for helping us get set up!" Emma says as Mallory takes her leave. "You guys ready to play?"<<else>>"Thanks for getting everything set up! You guys ready to play?"<</if>> "Only if you're ready to chug," Kayla chuckles. "You two can go first, round one is gonna be your only chance." "Geez, you're really confident, huh? I go to a lot of parties you know, and I usually win this even when I'm //way// drunker," Emma says with a laugh. "So don't underestimate me! I'll take the first shot, $name, since you haven't played before." "Hey, go ahead! Show me what you've got," Kayla replies with a grin. Emma smirks and picks up the ball. She carefully lines up her shot, sticking her tongue out a little while she focuses, then tosses the ball. It bounces straight into the cup at the front, sending a few droplets of beer splashing out onto the table. "Not bad, not bad," Kayla says. She grabs the ball, washes it off in a cup of water, then tosses it back to Emma, all while chugging the contents of the cup. It's gone in barely a second. "Now do it again." Emma obliges, managing to nail her second shot as well. The two of you cheer and high five, but Kayla still seems unfazed as she chugs her second drink. Unfortunately, her third shot is a miss, bouncing off the rim of one of the cups. "Hey, nice job! Two in one round is really good, honestly," Kayla says. She grins as she starts to line up her shot. "So don't feel too embarrassed after //this//.~" She tosses the ball casually, and just like Emma's it bounces perfectly into the front cup. Emma grabs it, taking the first drink, and throws the ball back to her. Kayla barely even seems to line up her second shot, but still sinks it perfectly into one of the cups in the back row. "Nice shot! Looks like we're all tied up," Emma says while you take your turn drinking. <<if _malloryCheck>>You hadn't really been paying attention during set up, but it quickly becomes apparent that these cups are more than half filled. But, drinking is the point of the game and no one else seemed to care enough to mention anything, so it's probably fine.<<else>>You find yourself feeling oddly self conscious about how long it takes you to finish compared to her and Kayla.<</if>> "Yeah, but I'm not done yet," Kayla chuckles. You roll your eyes, starting to get a little tired of her overconfidence... until you find yourself chugging another cup already. Then another. You and Emma watch in amazement as she tears through your side of the table, nailing every shot even though early on they look almost effortless. Once the cups on your side start to dwindle, she slows down a little, taking more time to line up her aim--but her domination continues. Soon, you're holding your breath as you watch her take aim at the final cup. She takes a deep breath, lets go, and... it bounces straight into the cup. All three of you throw your arms up and cheer. "Holy shit!" you say. "That was //*urp*// amazing Kayla!" Emma cheers. With a smug smile, Kayla takes a bow. "//Buen juego//," she says. Then she stands back up straight, her smugness replaced with excitement. "Haha, I can't believe I actually did it! I know I was boasting a lot, but I wasn't actually that confident I could get //all of them// in one go! Uh, sorry though I guess, that probably wasn't very fun for you two," she adds sheepishly, rubbing the back of her neck. "Are you kidding? Who cares if we lost, that was crazy to watch! You're so //*urp*// good!" Emma says. "How did you learn to play like that?" You work on polishing off your final drink as she talks--<<if !_malloryCheck>>even half-filled, <</if>>you're //really// starting to feel it after chugging all five. <<if _malloryCheck>>It's very obvious why the cups are meant to only be partially filled for this now, maybe you should have said something after all.<<else>>The real point was to get drunk anyways, you suppose.<</if>> "Ha! I'm basically a pro at ping pong, and once you're used to how the ball bounces it's not that hard to put it wherever you want it to go," Kayla explains. She grabs one of the many remaining cups on her side of the table to sip while she talks. "Got started back in freshman year of high school. One of the aides that handled detention knew I only ever got sent there for taking on bullies and catching the blame, not anything legit, so she'd always sneak me out to play ping pong in the rec room instead of just sitting around while I 'served my time'." "So you're saying you got detention a lot?" you tease. "Hey, there were a lot of bullies, and the school sure wasn't doing anything about them," Kayla chuckles. The three of you continue to chat, working through the remaining cups of beer from your short-lived game all the while. Once the table is clear, you briefly try to start up a game of normal ping pong, only for it to be quickly derailed by how drunk you all are. The night marches on as you laugh and enjoy yourselves. Eventually, Kayla yawns and the conversation starts to wind down. "I think it's about time I turned in..." Kayla says. She slides off of the seat she'd taken on the ping pong table, briefly stumbling as she gets back to her feet. She gives you a big grin. "This was a great time though, thanks so much for inviting me!"<<if $kaylaRel < 4>> <<Kayla 1>><</if>> "Of course, it's been a blast hanging out! Sleep tight!" you say, waving goodbye and giggling a little. "Thanks for coming! We should hang out more, you're awesome!" Emma says, latching onto her with a hug that lasts for an awkwardly long time. "See you around! Don't be a stranger!" With another wave, Kayla heads off toward the exit.\ <<if _malloryCheck>><<set $tempPlayerInebriation += 5>><<set $tempEmmaInebriation += 5>><<else>><<set $tempPlayerInebriation += 3>><<set $tempEmmaInebriation += 3>><</if>><<set $kaylaInfo7 to 1>><<done>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</done>>\ <<else>>\ <<if hasVisited("Emma's Party 1- Mingle")>>\ <<if $freshCoupleRel > -1>>Sarah and Alesha wave when they see the two of you approaching.<<else>>You spot Sarah and Alesha as you approach--they start to wave, but Sarah stops and pouts when she sees that it's you with Emma.<</if>> <<if $freshCoupleRel > -1>>"Hey again $name!<<if ($outfit is "skimpy") and ($fat < 50)>> Still looking great!<</if>>" Sarah says. "Hey guys!" you reply, waving back to the couple. "Have you been enjoying the party?" "Yeah, it's been super fun so far!" Alesha says. "Are you Emma's partner then?"<<else>>"Oh, hey again," she says, crossing her arms. "I guess you're Emma's partner?"<</if>>\ <<else>>\ <<if $freshCoupleRel > 0>>\ Sarah notices you coming over and gives you an excited wave. "Hey<<if $day7Swim>> again<</if>> $name!" she calls out. She's wearing a green blouse and has her hair tied back in a ponytail rather than her usual bun. "I hope you've been partying hard!<<if $outfit is "light">> Cute outfit by the way!<<elseif ($outfit is "skimpy") and ($fat < 50)>> That's a super hot look by the way! I should get something like that.<</if>>" <<if ($outfit is "skimpy") and ($fat < 50)>>"I would //love// to see you in that," Alesha chimes in, giving Sarah a quick kiss on the cheek. She turns back to you with a grin. "But yeah, good to see you<<if $day7Swim>> again<</if>> $name! <<if $eatenByMeghan>>Glad you're doing okay after earlier...<</if>>"<<else>>"Yeah, good to see you $name!" Alesha chimes in.<<if $eatenByMeghan>> "And um, glad you're doing okay after earlier..."<</if>><</if>> "Hey guys! Yeah, the party's been great so far!" you reply. <<if !$day7Swim and $coupleSwimInvitation>>Then your eyes widen as seeing them suddenly jogs your memory. "Oh shit, um, sorry I never went to the pool earlier, I totally forgot about that until just now..." They look at each other for a moment, then laugh. "Omigod so did we!" Sarah says. "I //totally// just remembered we invited you!" "So no worries then," Alesha chuckles. "Another time though for sure, with a better plan." "Well, I'm glad it wasn't just me," you laugh.<</if>> "Are you Emma's partner then? Great, this'll be so fun!" Sarah says.<<elseif $freshCoupleRel < 0>>You spot Sarah and Alesha as you approach--they start to wave, but Sarah stops and pouts when she sees that it's you with Emma. "Oh right, of course you'd be here, jerk," she says, crossing her arms. "I guess you're Emma's partner then?" Alesha adds, looking similarly unenthused.<<else>><<if $metSarah>>Sarah and Alesha wave when they see the two of you approaching. "Hey! $name, right?" Sarah says. "Are you Emma's partner then?"<<else>> Standing at one end of the table are two girls you don't really recognize: a short, pale blonde with glasses that has her hair tied back in a ponytail, and a taller girl with dark skin, braided hair, and brown eyes. They seem to be laughing with each other about something, then the shorter girl gives the other a kiss on the cheek. Her blue eyes light up when she sees you approach. <<if ($outfit is "skimpy") and ($fat < 50)>>"Omigod hi cutie! I love your outfit! I should get something like that..."<<else>>"Hey there<<if $fat < 50>> cutie<</if>><<if $outfit is "light">>! Cute outfit<</if>>!"<</if>> the blonde girl says. She's wearing ripped jeans and a green blouse. "I don't think we've met!" <<if ($outfit is "skimpy") and ($fat < 50)>>"I would //love// to see you in that," the other girl chimes in, wrapping an arm around the smaller girl's shoulder. Her outfit is pretty casual, just an orange tank top and shorts. "But yeah, hey! I'm Alesha, and this cutie is Sarah!"<<else>>"Yeah hey! I'm Alesha, and this cutie is Sarah!" the other girl chimes in, wrapping an arm around the smaller girl's shoulder.<</if>> "Hey, nice to meet you guys!" you say, offering a wave. "I'm $name, Emma's roommate." "Great to finally meet you!" Alesha replies. "Are you her partner then?"\ <</if>><</if>><</if>> <<if _malloryCheck>>"Oh, partner? For what?" a fifth voice chimes in. It's Mallory, approaching the table from somewhere else in the party. "Hello again everyone! I must say, you've put together quite the party here Emma! Everyone really seems to be enjoying themselves." "Hey Mal! We're playing beer pong. Um, usually it's only two person teams but we can try to squeeze you in if you want!" Emma replies. "Oh no need to rearrange things on my behalf darling, I'm trying not to get too drunk tonight anyways," Mallory chuckles. "It does sound fun though, I'll stick around for a little while to watch!" "Sure thing! And yeah, $name's gonna be my partner!" Emma says.<<if $freshCoupleRel < 0>> She glances between you and the couple. "Um, is that okay?" "Yeah, I guess it'll be fun to watch her lose at least," Sarah says with a shrug. Alesha laughs under her breath. "Cool!" Emma says, her tone slightly nervous.<</if>> "Oh, and if you guys haven't met yet, this is Mallory!" "Yeah we know Mal! She was chatting with us earlier," Alesha says. "I'm surprised I was able to get a word in myself, honestly," Mallory chuckles.<<else>>"Yep, the two of us are gonna take you on!" Emma says. <<if $freshCoupleRel < 0>> She glances between you and the couple. "Um, is that okay?" "Yeah, I guess it'll be fun to watch her lose at least," Sarah says with a shrug. Alesha laughs under her breath. "Cool!" Emma says, her tone slightly nervous.<</if>><</if>> <<if $freshCoupleRel < 0>>"So, uh, how do we play?"<<else>>"Great, let's get started then! But, uh, how do we play?"<</if>> Sarah asks<<if $freshCoupleRel > -1>> with a laugh<</if>>. "I totally have no idea, I've never done this before!" "That's no problem! Honestly, everyone seems to have a different idea of how you should play so I'd have to explain //my// rules anyways," Emma says. "So, we'll fill a bunch of these cups with beer and line them up in a triangle on each side. When it's your turn, you try to bounce the ball off the table and get it to land in one of the cups on the other side. If you get it in, the other team has to drink what's in that cup and take it off the table, then you go again. When you miss, the other team gets a chance to go. And since we're in teams of two, we take turns for both shooting and drinking! Got it?" "Yeah, sounds simple enough!" "Great! So--" "Hey, get off! HELP!" someone shouts from the other side of the room. The <<if _malloryCheck>>five<<else>>four<</if>> of you immediately turn to look at the source: a struggle between two girls you don't recognize. It looks like one has the other's head in her mouth, but Kim is already starting to break things up. "Sh-Shoot..." Emma mumbles. "Um, can you guys handle setting things up? I should go see what that's about..." <<if _malloryCheck>>"Oh of course darling! You go tend to that, I'll lend a hand here," Mallory replies. After giving Mallory an appreciative nod, Emma hurries off to meet with Kim. While she's gone, the four of you go to work setting up the table--Mallory fills the cups while you, Sarah, and Alesha carry them back to the table to set up into triangles on each side.<<else>>She hurries off to meet up with Kim, while you, Sarah, and Alesha take care of the setup like she'd asked. You go back and forth between the keg and the ping pong table, slowly setting up a triangle of half-filled cups on both sides.<</if>> With impeccable timing, Emma returns just as you set down the last one. She seems a little nervous. "So what was up?" you ask. "Some sophomore snuck in and tried to eat someone," Emma sighs. "Luckily, Kim got there in time to put a stop to it. And then the girl--the sophomore--got really mad at her and refused to just leave, and I guess she'd been awful pretty much the entire time she's been at the school, so Kim just ate //her// to settle things..." "Wow, really? I wasn't sure she had it in her," you chuckle. "That's what happens when you break the rules though!" Sarah says. "And interrupt our game, how rude can you get?" "I'm really glad Kim's here watching our backs, makes it easier to relax and have fun!" Alesha says. "Don't worry Ali, even if she wasn't here I'd eat anyone that tried to go for you~" Sarah says, giving her a hug. "Oh for sure! Kim's the best, I'm really glad Sunny was able to get her on board with this!" Emma says. <<if _malloryCheck>> "She does seem to have a good handle on things," Mallory says. "In light of that excitement, I'm off to go make some rounds and check in with everyone! You enjoy your game now!" "Thanks for helping us get set up!" Emma says as Mallory takes her leave. "You guys ready to play?"<<else>>"Thanks for getting everything set up! You guys ready to play?"<</if>> "Totally, I can't wait to drink!" Sarah says. "Sare, baby, drinking means you're losing," Alesha chuckles. "I know, it's a win-win!" Sarah says, laughing with her. "Okay, you guys go first since we haven't played before!" "Sure, I'll show you how it's done!" Emma says, picking up one of the balls. She carefully lines up her shot, sticking her tongue out a little while she focuses, then tosses the ball. It bounces straight into the cup at the front, sending a few droplets of beer splashing out onto the table. "Haha there, that means one of you has to drink!" "Ooo, me!" Sarah says, grabbing the cup and starting to chug. You raise an eyebrow as you notice a slight bulge go down her throat. With how quickly she started drinking... "Sarah you... you didn't swallow the ball, did you?" Alesha asks. "Huh?" Sarah says, giving her a blank stare. She starts to blush a little as she notices everyone staring at her, then looks down at the cup, her lips curling into a nervous smile. "Babe." "I thought that was what made it a punishment!" Sarah protests. She makes a face and taps her chest. "//*Uurp!*// Shoot, I thought maybe it would come back up... Sorry about that!" "You're fine, we have more!" Emma says, laughing. "Just don't go snacking on too many! There's not //supposed// to be a punishment, it's like you said before--it's a win-win, you're enjoying yourself either way!" After retrieving a new ball from a bag beneath the table, Emma lines up her second shot. She manages to nail it once again, and the two of you cheer and high five. "Nice shot! I guess I'm up then," Alesha says. She makes eye contact with Sarah as she very slowly and dramatically removes the ball from the cup. "Oh come on, don't be a meanie!" Sarah giggles. Alesha pulls her into a side hug and kisses her forehead. "You know I'm only teasing.~" She washes off the ball and tosses it back, then starts to drink. Emma takes another shot, but this one bounces off the rim of one of the cups. Sarah manages to catch it before it hits the ground. "Yay! I think that means I'm up." "Yep, go ahead!" Emma says. Sarah positions herself at the center of the table and takes a deep breath. She squints and starts to carefully take aim, leaning forward over the table. Eventually, she nods to herself, seeming satisfied that she's prepared to take a perfect shot, and gives the ball a toss. It bounces straight over all of the cups and hits Emma in the forehead. "Shoot! I really thought I had it..." she pouts. "It's okay, it takes a little time to get a feel for how to bounce it!" Emma assures her. She hands you the ball. "Okay $name, you're up!" \ <<link "Focus and take the game seriously">><<replace "#choice">><<if _malloryCheck>><<set $tempPlayerInebriation += 2>><<set $tempEmmaInebriation += 2>><<else>><<set $tempPlayerInebriation += 1>><<set $tempEmmaInebriation += 1>><</if>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">>\ Despite this being mostly just an excuse to get drunk, you decide to focus, play carefully, and take things seriously. You'd rather not end up drinking //too// much. Taking care to line up your shots, you're able to mirror Emma's turn--sinking the ball in two of the cups before missing. With such a strong lead right from the start, Sarah and Alesha never stand a chance at catching up, and you've only had to drink twice by the time Emma lands a shot in their last cup. "Awwwww, and we were just getting the hang of it..." Sarah pouts, grabbing the cup. Alesha clasps her hands over it before she can start to drink. "Hey hey, it's my turn, remember?" she says. The two of them are slightly swaying in place, clearly pretty drunk at this point.<<if _malloryCheck>> Which is to be expected--you noticed when you had to drink that the cups were //definitely// more than half full, the two of them have had a lot of alcohol.<</if>> "Riiight! What would I do without you babe?" Sarah giggles. She gets a devious look on her face. "Open up then!" Alesha giggles back and lets her bring the cup up to her face. You watch as Sarah slowly tips it forward while Alesha drinks as quickly as she can, naturally spilling a little along the way due to the awkward setup. But, she gets most of it down, and when she's finished she wipes her mouth and pulls Sarah into a kiss. Sarah, in turn, shifts closer to her and drags her into a deeper one when Alesha starts to pull back. "Um, good game you guys!" Emma says before they can get too carried away. "Oh yeah, totally! This was a //greaaat// idea Emma, thanks!" Sarah says. "Yeah this was really fun!<<if $freshCoupleRel < 0>> I guess you're not all bad, $name,<</if>>" Alesha adds.<<if $freshCoupleRel < 3>> <<Couple 1>><</if>><<set $metSarah to true>><<set $metAlesha to true>> The four of you quickly get to chatting now that the game is over, laughing and joking with each other as the night marches on. However, in their drunken stupor Sarah and Alesha gradually get more and more distracted by each other, and before long they're making out against the table without paying you and Emma any mind. With a quick goodbye that they may or may not have heard, the two of you excuse yourselves to a different spot. You carry on talking without them for a little while, but Emma starts to seem a little distracted.\ <</replace>><</link>> <<link "Take it easy, the real aim is to get drunk anyways">><<replace "#choice">><<if _malloryCheck>><<set $tempPlayerInebriation += 5>><<set $tempEmmaInebriation += 5>><<else>><<set $tempPlayerInebriation += 3>><<set $tempEmmaInebriation += 3>><</if>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">>\ Since this is mostly just an excuse to get drunk anyways, you decide to not put much effort into the game. A casual toss of the ball narrowly misses one of the cups, and things switch back to Sarah and Alesha. Alesha doesn't prove to be much better of a shot. The rounds pass quickly at first as Emma continues to be the only one actually landing any shots, but eventually Sarah and Alesha start to get the hang of it. Both sides chip away at the other's cups, until you each have only one left. Sarah lines up her shot and... it goes straight into your last cup. "Yes! Woo, we did it Ali!" Sarah cheers, jumping into her girlfriend's arms. She gives her an aggressive kiss in celebration. "All thanks to you baby, that was such a good throw!" Alesha replies. "That was great! Good game you guys!" Emma cheers. You grab the final cup and start to chug.<<if _malloryCheck>> You'd noticed the first time you had to drink that they were //definitely// more than half full like they were meant to be, and now that you're on your fifth you're somewhat regretting never saying anything about it.<</if>> As soon as its empty, you slam it back down on the table dramatically. "Yeah that was right down to the wire, good game!" "Totally! This was a //greaaat// idea Emma, thanks!" Sarah says. "Yeah this was really fun!<<if $freshCoupleRel < 0>> I guess you're not all bad, $name,<</if>>" Alesha adds.<<if $freshCoupleRel < 3>> <<Couple 1>><</if>><<set $metSarah to true>><<set $metAlesha to true>> The four of you quickly get to chatting now that the game is over, laughing and joking with each other as the night marches on. However, in their drunken stupor Sarah and Alesha gradually get more and more distracted by each other, and before long they're making out against the table without paying you and Emma any mind. With a quick goodbye that they may or may not have heard, the two of you excuse yourselves to a different spot. You carry on talking without them for a little while, but Emma starts to seem a little distracted.\ <</replace>><</link>>\ \ <</if>> "I should go check in with Kim..." Emma says. She grins and wraps an arm around your shoulder. "This was so much fun, thanks for coming to play with us!<<if $emmaRel < 1>> I'm so glad we're finally hanging out, doing things as roomies you know?"<<elseif $emmaRel > 3>>" Her hold shifts into a full-on, tight hug. "You really are the best roommate, you know that?"<<else>>"<</if>><<if $emmaRel < 4>> <<if $emmaRel < 0>><<Emma 3>><<elseif $emmaRel < 2>><<Emma 2>><<else>><<Emma 1>><</if>><</if>> As quickly as she latched on, she hurries off deeper into the party to find Kim before you can offer any sort of response. For now at least, you're on your own again. [[The party carries on->September 7th- Emma's Party Late]]

<<Time 21>>\ <<set _dare to 0>><<set _accepted to false>><<set _yourDare to 0>>\ <<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 1>>"Hell yeah I do!" you reply.<<else>>"Sure, why not," you reply with a smile and a shrug.<</if>> "Haha, great! C'mon, c'mon, we're setting up over here..." she says, excitedly beckoning for you to follow. She's wearing a loose, asymmetric purple crop top and a short skirt, along with heeled boots that make the already tall girl practically tower over you. "I'm Abby by the way!" "I'm $name!" you say as you walk with her. "You know as I'm thinking about it... <<if $tempPlayerInebriation is 0>>most people are<<else>>we're all here<</if>> to drink anyways, right? Wouldn't everyone just choose that instead of doing a dare?" "If you wanna be lame I guess, but where's the fun in playing if you don't do a dare or two?" she replies. She's moving fast enough that you're starting to trail behind a little. "Plus, when I say 'drink' I'm not talking take a sip or chug a cup of beer. Nah, you choose drink and you're doing a shot of vodka baby! So you're either doing a few dares, or you're getting //sloshed//." <<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 1>>"Oh don't worry, I'm already well on my way," you laugh.<<else>>"Ah, yeah that'll do it," you reply.<</if>> "And here we are! Got another one girls, this should be enough for a good game," Abby says, coming to a stop. You're met by a trio of other girls sitting around a bottle of vodka on the floor when you catch up with her. "Hope you're all ready for some //fun//...~" To your left is a chunky blonde with pale skin and long, messy hair. She's wearing pretty loose, casual clothing that leaves some of her chubby belly hanging free. She smiles and gives you a lazy wave without saying anything, seeming a little checked out. Next to her is a short black girl wearing a tight, sleeveless green top and skinny jeans secured with a fancy belt. She's showing the least skin out of any of them, but the way her outfit hugs her impressive curves is almost more distracting. Her hair is short and frizzy. "'Sup," she says, offering a similarly lazy wave. The last girl looks like she's pretty drunk already, her head slightly swaying as she sits and her cheeks flush. She has tan skin, a very slender frame, and wavy brown hair that falls around her shoulders. Her outfit is much brighter than the others: a pinkish-red spaghetti strap top that doesn't quite cover her midriff, light yellow shorts, and a pink necklace with a heart charm. "Heeey~" she says, wiggling her fingers as she waves to you. "I'm Sofia, cutie." "I'm $name, nice to meet you all!" you say as you join them around the bottle. "Alright, let's get this thing started!" Abby says with a grin. "Rules are simple: when you're up, you spin the bottle to choose a victim, then dare them to do something. They either do it, or they take a shot--either way it's their turn to spin next, and we just keep going like that. Got it? Good, I'll start.~" She gives the bottle a spin and watches it twirl around with eager anticipation. It gradually slows to a complete stop, its top pointed directly at the short girl. "Yes, perfect! I'm gonna get us started off right," Abby snickers. "Hehe, I've had my dare ready for you since you agreed to play.~ Alright Jada, I dare you to show us your tits! Those girls are begging to be free." "Ooooh, it's gonna be that sort of game," the short girl--Jada--replies. She leans back and thinks for a moment, then shakes her head. "I'm cool with that but I'm not drunk enough for it yet, I'll take the shot." "Fair..." Abby says, pouting for a moment. Her excited grin returns as she grabs the bottle and pours Jada her drink--she's just eyeballing it using a normal plastic cup instead of a shot glass, so it ends up being pretty generous to call the amount she settles on just a single shot. "Drink up then! You know what's coming your way the next time I get you though, I never set any rules about repeating dares!" "Sure, sure," Jada chuckles, taking the cup from her. She throws her head back and downs it with little more than a slight shiver. "Whew, yeah that'll get me there. Okay..." She gives the bottle a spin, landing on Sofia as her target. "Okay, uh... I dare you to... kiss the next person that walks by?" "Are you sure?" Sofia says with a laugh. "Yeah, we'll go with that," Jada confirms. "Well, if that's all," Sofia replies, standing up. She grabs the arm of the nearest girl and whispers something in her ear. The girl seems flustered, but silently nods in approval. Sofia doesn't just give her a quick peck on the cheek, she wraps her arms around her and pulls her into a deep, passionate kiss. The other girl stays standing there in stunned silence for a moment when Sofia pulls away and turns back to the group. She gives a slight bow, almost tipping over in the process, then sits back down with a smirk. "There, easy," she says, giggling as she spins the bottle. It almost lands back on herself, but comes to a stop pointing just far enough to the right to target Abby instead. "Let's seeee... Oh you know what I could use? I dare you to give me a foot massage until your next turn, Abby." She raises one leg and holds her pink painted toes toward her with an impish smile. "Yeah, okay," Abby says with a shrug. She shifts into a kneeling position and pats her lap. "Bring those puppies over here!" Sofia grins and slides her sandals off, then turns to rest her feet on Abby. While she gets to work massaging, Sofia grabs the bottle and gives it a spin for her. You watch nervously as it slows to a stop... pointing right at you. "Ooo, alright $name..." Abby says, looking you over while she continues to rub Sofia's feet. A mischievous smile spreads across her lips. <<if $outfit is "skimpy">>"I was planning on asking whoever I got next to strip, but in an outfit like that you're probably looking even hotter than you would in your underwear.~ So instead... I saw that there's a permanent marker over on the snack table from when they labeled everything--I dare you to let each of us write something on all that <<if $fat > 49>>chub<<else>>skin<</if>> you're showing off!"<<else>>"I'll go a //teeny bit// easier on you than Jada, but we've still gotta heat things up here. I dare you to strip down to your underwear for the rest of the game!"<</if>> \ <<link "Take the dare">><<set _accepted to true>><<replace "#choice1">><<include "drink or dare">><</replace>><</link>> <<link "Drink">><<replace "#choice1">><<include "drink or dare">><</replace>><</link>>\ \ <<set $tempEmmaInebriation += 2>>/* Emma still plays beer pong during this timeslot if you don't go with her*/

<<Time 21>>\ <<set $samRivalLoss += 1>><<set $day7PartyHunt to 1>><<if hasVisited("Emma's Party 1- Mingle")>><<set _metRegina to true>><<else>><<set _metRegina to false>><</if>>\ You quickly advance on <<if _metRegina>>Regina<<else>>the girl<</if>>, moving right in step with Sam. After one last quick glance around to make sure everyone is still focused on the other commotion, you look at each other and nod, then lunge forward towards the two girls. Sam grabs <<if _metRegina>>Sydney<<else>>the shorter girl<</if>> around the waist with one arm and clamps her free hand over her mouth, immediately starting to swallow her head from behind. You attempt the same sort of maneuver, wrapping an arm around <<if _metRegina>>Regina<<else>>the blonde<</if>>'s exposed waist and reaching up to cover her mouth. However, <<if $fullness > 1>>before you can get any significant hold your still-bloated belly bumps into her back and the drunken girl jolts and stumbles back<<else>>the drunken girl jolts and stumbles back the moment she feels contact with her skin<</if>>, nearly knocking you backwards from the unexpected movement. You quickly shift your grip to brace against her instead to avoid losing your balance. "Hey, who's there..?" <<if _metRegina>>she<<else>>the girl<</if>> mumbles. She turns around to face you before you can regain your hold on her, winding up awkwardly holding a hand on her shoulder and waist as she looks down at you. She blinks, then blushes and places one of her hands over yours on her shoulder. "<<if _metRegina>>Oh! $name I didn't realize<<else>>You know you should ask first if<</if>> you--HEY!" Not willing to take the risk of backing out now, you quickly pull her forward, forcing the top of her head between your lips. She pushes back as you try to swallow her further, struggling against your grip while her head inches deeper. Unfortunately, you aren't able to block her mouth in time. "<<if _metRegina>>That girl was right, you were planning to eat me, jerk!<<else>>We're not eating each other here jerk, didn't anyone tell you!?<</if>>" she shouts. Between the prolonged struggle and her loud protesting, you easily catch the attention of everyone nearby despite the other ongoing commotion. "Another one already? Come on, get off her!" someone shouts. "Shit and there's two of them, her buddy already got someone!" "<<if $fullness > 1>>And look how stuffed she is already, what the hell is your problem!?<<else>>Yeah knock it off, Regina's cool!<</if>>" another calls out. Someone grabs your would-be prey from behind and helps pull her free from your mouth. You desperately pull her back towards you in a last ditch effort... only for <<if _metRegina>>Regina<<else>>the blonde<</if>> to lose her balance from being yanked back and forth so suddenly. She stumbles forward, knocking you over as you both topple to the ground. She lands on top of you, her chest almost directly pressed into your face<<if $fullness > 1>> and her body painfully compressing your gut<</if>>. <<if $fullness+5 > $maxFullCap>>@@color:orange;You were too full to fit your prey.@@<<else>>@@color:orange;Your strength fails you.@@<</if>> You grunt and start to push her off of you, only to freeze at the sound of a familiar voice. "$name..?" Emma gasps. "Uh, I can explain..?" you say sheepishly. <<if _metRegina>>Regina<<else>>The drunken girl<</if>> finally comes to her senses and stands up, leaving you laying on the ground with a small crowd around you. "She tried to eat me!" the girl pouts, putting her hands on her hips. Then she looks around and gasps. "And that girl just ate Sydney too!" She points and everyone turns to look at Sam. Her belly is full and squirming, and she was clearly in the middle of trying to sneak away from the crowd. "...shit," she mutters. "I... I can't believe you $name!" Emma shouts, visibly upset. She marches up to you as you slowly get up off the ground, clenching her fists at her side. <<if ($emmaRel < 1) or ($emmaRelation3 > 0)>>"Ugh, I should have known you would try something like this!"<<else>>"<<if $emmaRel > 3>>I-<</if>>I thought I could trust you!"<</if>> "I, uh--" "Oh no you don't," Kim's voice cuts in. You look over to find her holding Sam by the arm... and sporting a bloated, writhing gut of her own. "You were warned, no eating anyone tonight. Spit her out, McKenn." "Fuck off, let me go!" Sam snaps. "She's already in my gut, you're too late. And how are you gonna say 'no eating' looking like that, hypocrite!" "I said spit her out. Last chance to do this the easy way," Kim says. "Oh please, what are you--//hrrk!//" Sam grunts as Kim thrusts two fingers into her side, pressing in hard right at the point her belly starts to bulge out from the rest of her body and holding it for a few seconds. She lets go just as Sam goes to knock her hand away, shifting around to jab at another point near the top of her gut. Between the odd treatment from Kim and the thrashing of her prey, Sam is already looking queasy. Kim makes another jab near the underside of her belly, and Sam doubles over, the girl she swallowed soon sliding free from her lips. The crowd cheers at the display. "Wh-What the fuck was that..?" Sam groans, left coughing on the ground from the ordeal. "Not a lot of people bother with A&P after their first year, but you learn some fascinating things in the higher level classes," Kim replies, leaning over to help the girl Sam had swallowed back to her feet. "I did warn you it would be unpleasant." "Thank you Kim! I'm so sorry for this interruption everyone," Emma says. She glares at you and points at the door. "Now both of you get out!" In no position to argue<<if $emmaRel > 1>>, and unsure what you could say to calm Emma down right now<</if>>, you and Sam hang your heads and make your way over to the exit.<<if $emmaRel > -2>> <<if $emmaRel < 1>><<Emma -1>><<elseif $emmaRel > 3>><<Emma -3>><<else>><<Emma -2>><</if>><</if>> [[Leave the party->September 7th- Kicked Out]]

<<Time 21>>\ <<set $ateRegina to true>><<set $samRival += 1>><<set $day7PartyHunt to 2>><<if hasVisited("Emma's Party 1- Mingle")>><<set _metRegina to true>><<else>><<set _metRegina to false>><</if>><<set _firstCrush to false>><<set _bigStruggle to false>>\ <<set $preyName to "Regina">><<set $preyHealthMax to 26>><<set $preyResilience to 1>><<set $preyFrustration to 0>><<set $preyExhaustion to 0>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "Regina_PredActions">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "Regina_Struggle">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "Regina(TEXT)">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Eat Regina- Failure">><<set $preySize to 5>><<set $fullness += $preySize>>\ You quickly advance on <<if _metRegina>>Regina<<else>>the girl<</if>>, moving right in step with Sam. After one last quick glance around to make sure everyone is still focused on the other commotion, you look at each other and nod, then lunge forward towards the two girls. Sam grabs <<if _metRegina>>Sydney<<else>>the shorter girl<</if>> around the waist with one arm and clamps her free hand over her mouth, immediately starting to swallow her head from behind. You attempt the same sort of maneuver, wrapping an arm around <<if _metRegina>>Regina<<else>>the blonde<</if>>'s exposed waist and reaching up to cover her mouth. However, the drunken girl jolts and stumbles back the moment she feels contact with her skin, nearly knocking you backwards from the unexpected movement. You quickly shift your grip to brace against her instead to avoid losing your balance. "Hey, who's there..?" <<if _metRegina>>she<<else>>the girl<</if>> mumbles. She turns around to face you before you can regain your hold on her, winding up awkwardly holding a hand on her shoulder and waist as she looks down at you. She blinks, then blushes and places one of her hands over yours on her shoulder. "<<if _metRegina>>Oh! $name I didn't realize<<else>>You know you should ask first if<</if>> you--HEY!" Not willing to take the risk of backing out now, you quickly pull her forward, forcing the top of her head between your lips. She pushes back as you start to swallow her further, struggling uselessly against your grip as her head is forced into your mouth. She tries to call for help, but her voice is too muffled for anyone to hear over the music and commotion. @@color:yellowgreen;You overpowered your prey.@@<<if _metRegina>><<set $samPrey.push({name: "Sydney", status: "fodder", details: "one of the girls at Emma's party at the end of the first week"})>><<else>><<set $samPrey.push({name: "An unknown girl who was at Emma's party", status: "?", details: "none"})>><</if>> You swallow as soon as you feel her hair tickle the back of your throat, knowing you need to get this over with as quickly as you can. Everyone nearby may be distracted for now, but you doubt you'll be lucky enough for them to overlook that two people are being swallowed just a few feet behind them for long. Aggressively pinning <<if _metRegina>>Regina<<else>>the girl<</if>>'s arms to her side, you push down over her shoulders. Your mouth begins to water as you work to pack her upper body into your throat. She tastes //delicious//, whatever soap or lotion she uses giving her skin an oddly strong banana flavor. <<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 1>>With your inhibitions weakened by all the drinking you've been doing, you find yourself hooking your fingers into the sides of her tube top and yanking it and her bra down as her chest slides between your lips, desperate to savor her exposed skin as long as you can. Her bare breasts squeeze into your mouth, your tongue shamelessly trailing through the tight canyon of her cleavage as they're dragged down into your throat.<<else>>You find yourself slowing down a little as her chest slides between your lips, savoring as much of her exposed skin as you can before it's replaced by the fabric of her top.<</if>> Glancing to your side, you notice that Sam is already stuffing <<if _metRegina>>Sydney<<else>>her prey<</if>>'s feet into her mouth. You shake your head--at least as much as you can with half of a squirming girl sticking out of it--and go back to choking down your prey as quickly as you can, snapping out of your fascination with her flavor. A heavy swallow and firm push with your hands brings her exposed midriff into your mouth, giving you one last taste of her skin. Another swallow draws in her hips, then her thighs, and soon only her lower legs remain sticking out of your mouth. You resist the urge to lift her up overhead to avoid drawing more attention to yourself, instead remaining in a somewhat awkward bent over position as your cram the last of her into your body. <<if $fullness > 0>>You start to panic as you meet some resistance, your already stuffed gut starting to reach its limits, but with a hard swallow and one last shove, her feet disappear down your throat and she's fully sealed into your tight gut<<else>>With one last swallow, her feet slide down your throat, fully sealing her into your gut<</if>>. You cover your mouth with your hand to stifle a belch, swallowing most of it back down to avoid making noise. Sam grabs your arm and gives a frantic nod toward the exit at the back of the room. Getting the message, the two of you hurry away from the party and into the hall as quickly as you can manage under the weight and bulk of your distended bellies. Somehow, you've pulled it off, slipping away before anyone seems to have noticed the missing partygoers. Playing it safe, you and Sam remain silent as you shuffle down the hall and up the stairs. An uncomfortable pressure builds in your lower chest as you continue to fight the urge to burp. When you reach the balcony overlooking the dining hall, Sam stops to sit at one of the tables. "//*UUrp*// Whew, too much moving on a full stomach..." she sighs. She pats her thrashing gut as she leans back in her seat, then smirks at you. "I was getting //*urp*// worried there with how long you were taking." You follow her lead, dropping back into one of the other chairs at the table. The change in position finally pushes you over the edge, and your stomach rumbles as the gas you've been holding back rushes up your throat. "//*OOUUuuuurrrrrp!*//" You blush as the explosive belch leaves your lips, bringing a faint hint of banana flavor with it. A slight metallic jingle catches your attention soon after and you notice one of <<if _metRegina>>Regina<<else>>your prey<</if>>'s hoop earrings bouncing off the table and onto the floor, covered in slimy fluids. "Damn, good thing you were holding that in," Sam chuckles. She pushes her seat back and kicks her legs up onto the table, not seeming at all concerned about the struggle her prey is putting up despite the frantically shifting bulges you can see pushing out of her belly. "Feels great to //*uurp*// get it out though," you say with a sigh, giving your bloated belly an appreciative pat. <<if $outfit is "skimpy">>You smile as you look down at yourself--your new outfit still looks great, the minimal coverage it provides perfectly accommodating the bulk of your gut.<</if>> "Hey! Are you finally listening? Get me out of here you big jerk!" the muffled voice of your prey shouts. "We're not supposed to eat each other at the party<<if _metRegina>>I know you know that!<<else>>, didn't anyone tell you!?<</if>> I thought you wanted to make out or something when you grabbed me like that!<<if $fullness > 6>> And it's like, super gross in here, what the heck have you been eating?<</if>>" "Sorry, but we're not //at// the party anymore," you chuckle, rubbing at the bulge her head is making. "WHAT!? But I wasn't done drinking yet!" she protests. <<if $cherryPartyCrash>>"And how am I gonna find someone to shove up that red haired girl's butt from in here!?"<</if>> "So how was yours?" you ask Sam, ignoring<<if $cherryPartyCrash and !_metRegina>> the odd comment from<</if>> your prey. "Eh, pretty average," she says. You can see her prey make a particularly strong push in response to that, but Sam quickly squeezes her back into submission. "The thrill of sneaking a meal when we weren't //*urp*// supposed to makes up for it a little, I guess. You?" "Let me tell you, you really know how to //*uurp*// pick 'em!" you laugh. "<<if _metRegina>>She<<else>>This girl<</if>> was absolutely delicious, used some kind of banana flavored body wash. And with how much skin she was showing I got to enjoy it even while we were speeding through getting them down!" "Ugh, I knew she would be a tasty one! I can't believe I let you get away with taking her..."<<if !_metRegina>> "Hey, I have a name you know!" the girl in your stomach protests.<<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 1>> "And don't act like you didn't pull my shirt down to get that flavor, perv!"<</if>> "Of course, sorry. I'm $name, what's your name?" you say in a condescending tone. "Regina! It's nice to meet you!" she says. "Well, oops, actually no it's not. Sorry, force of habit." "Well //Regina//, you were absolutely delicious," you say, giving your gut a smack. "Now shut up in there." "Anyways, I'm done walking around while mine's still squirming at least," Sam says. "How about we hang out here until they're done, then head back to my dorm for a while?"<<else>> Sam grumbles. "Whatever. I'm done walking around while mine's still squirming at least. How about we hang out here until they're done, then head back to my dorm for a while?"<</if>> "Sounds //*urp*// good to me!" you reply.<<set $sceneAttack to 0>><<set $sceneDefense to Math.ceil($tempPlayerInebriation / 2)>><<done>><<include $sceneActionsLink>><<replace "#actionReminder">><<PredActionReminder>><</replace>><</done>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "predOptions">></div>

You and Sam trudge through the door and out into the empty dining hall without saying a word, leaving the bluster of the party behind. Sam is the first to break the silence, and she's clearly not happy. "I would eat you for that if my stomach didn't hurt like hell right now," she grunts. "How did you mess up that badly?" "Oh come on, we both knew it was risky," you say. "I would have gotten her down if no one else had interfered<<if $fullness > 1>>... probably...<<else>>,<</if>> but all it took was her getting one word out of her mouth to screw me over." "Yeah, that's how it goes when you grab someone in a crowd. Notice how I did it no problem?" she replies. "All that complaining about being the one to get the tall girl just for that embarrassment... Ugh, whatever, this was a huge waste of time..." <<Sam -1>> You sigh as she storms off up the stairs. Rather than awkwardly follow behind her, you take the route out through the courtyard to get back to your dorm. As you slowly make your way through the halls, you can't help feeling frustrated. This isn't exactly how you saw the night going. You stumble into your room alone, dropping back onto your bed with another sigh.<<if $nadiaPhone>> You pull out your phone to check the time, but perk up as you notice a text notification. It's from //Nadia//, sent not too long ago. Your face flushes red as you open it. Attached to the message is a picture of her stripped down to only her underwear, leaning towards the camera and tugging at the front of her bra. Her face is mostly out of frame, only her sly smile peeking in above the view of her cleavage. //"Looking to have some fun tonight?~ I've <<if $nadiaSex is 0>>already got an opening for a cute freshman, if you think you're ready ;)<<else>>got an opening for a cute freshman if you're ready to go another round ;)<</if>>"// \ [[I am absolutely a cute freshman looking to have some fun->September 7th- Nadia]] <<link "Turn her down">><<replace "#nadiaChoice">>\ You bite your lip, considering the offer, but ultimately decide to turn her down. While it could be a way to salvage the night, you just aren't in the right mood for it after everything that just happened. Plus, there is obviously some risk to accepting a random invitation to a sophomore's room. //"Sorry, tonight's not gonna work for me,"// you text back. You pause for a moment, then sheepishly add: //"Another night maybe?"// She's quick to respond: //"Aww, that's too bad. Guess I'll have to take someone else for a spin We'll see ;)"// You sigh and put your phone away, leaning back to lay on your bed. While it's not all that late, boredom quickly sets in and you decide to just call it a night. [[Get ready for bed->September 7th- End of Day]]<</replace>><</link>><<else>> You pull out your phone to check the time, wondering what you should do for the rest of the night. Though it's not even ten o'clock yet, you find yourself yawning and decide that it would be best to just call it a night and go to bed. [[Get ready for bed->September 7th- End of Day]]<</if>>

<<if lastVisited("Emma's Party 3- Blackout") is 1>>\ <<set _horny to 0>><<set _horny += $sunnyFlirt>><<set _horny += $samRomancePlayerInit>>/* if it isn't 0 and you made it here the point comes from choosing to flirt with Sam but not asking her out so I'm counting it for this */<<if $nadiaRel > 0>><<set _horny += 1>><</if>><<if $tempHornyDare>><<set _horny += 1>><</if>>\ <<if _horny > 1>><<set _hornyEnd to true>><<set _friendEnd to false>><<elseif ($emmaRel > 2) or ($sunnyRel > 2)>><<set _friendEnd to true>><<set _hornyEnd to false>><<else>><<set _hornyEnd to false>><<set _friendEnd to false>><</if>>\ <<if $totalPrey > 5>><<set _pred to true>><<else>><<set _pred to false>><</if>>\ <<if _friendEnd>><<set _fromParty to false>><<else>><<set _fromParty to true>><</if>>\ <<elseif hasVisited("Emma's Party- Eat Cassidy 2")>><<Time 26>>\ <<elseif hasVisited("Emma's Party 3- Emma") or hasVisited("Emma's Party 3- Dance")>><<Time 25>>\ <<elseif lastVisited("September 7th- Kicked Out") is 1>><<Time 22>>\ <<else>><<Time 24>>\ <</if>>\ <<if lastVisited("Emma's Party 3- Blackout") is 1>>\ <<if _fromParty>>You slowly make your way through the quiet halls of the school<<if _pred>>, the constant sloshing of your gut as you move not playing well with your headache<<else>>, rubbing your aching head with one hand the whole way<</if>>. When you arrive at your dorm, you fumble around with your key for a while before finally getting the door unlocked thanks to the sorry state you're in. You're taken aback by the sight that greets you when you step inside. Emma, still in her party outfit, is asleep above the covers of her bed... with <<if _pred>>her own<<else>>a<</if>> big, distended gut that could have only come from eating someone. <<if $pacifist>>Though it caught you off guard, you suppose she did imply that she was more voracious when drunk.<<else>>You smirk at the rare sight, feeling a little disappointed that you weren't around to witness her doing the deed.<</if>> There's a blissful smile on her face as she rests--she was probably too drunk to be fully aware of the fact she broke her own rule when she fell asleep.<<set $emmaPrey.push({name: "An unknown guest at her party", status: "???", details: "who she presumably ate while she was extremely drunk"})>> Your first instinct is to just collapse onto your bed and go back to sleep, but you've become increasingly aware of another side effect of your reckless drinking on the way over: you really need to pee. So, you head into the bathroom first to take care of that business.<<else>>You step into the bathroom to take care of your business.<</if>> Once you've finished resolving that issue, you decide you might as well brush your teeth as well while you're already in here. Looking yourself over in the mirror, you realize just how rough you look. Your hair is disheveled, your eyes are sunken, and the disorientation from your hangover is abundantly clear in your expression.<<if _pred>> <<if $tempDare is "write">>The apt label of "slut disposal" still adorning your gut full of mystery meat really ties the whole look together.<<else>>Even your bloated gut full of mystery meat somehow looks more sullen than it normally would after a meal.<</if>><<elseif $outfit is "underwear">> Being dressed in only your underwear really elevates the look.<<elseif $tempDare is "write">> Your stomach still bearing the clear label of "slut disposal" really ties the whole look together.<</if>> With your head already starting to spin again, you resolve to try and take it a bit easier the next time a party rolls around...<<if $tempDare is "write">> But, as a silver lining, you realize you finally have the opportunity to figure out what exactly Jada wrote on your back earlier. Turning around and craning your neck, you're able to eventually make out the slightly smudged text... and can't help laughing a little. All she wrote was "don't tell her what this says".<</if>>\ <<else>>\ <<if $ateRegina or $ateCassidyParty>>You head into the bathroom without bothering to grab your pajamas, not interested in trying to get changed around the remaining bulk of your gut. Instead, you skip right to brushing your teeth, then move through the rest of your usual nightly routine. You take a quick look in the mirror before heading back into the room, grinning to yourself after the evening you've had.<<else>><<if lastVisited("September 7th- Emma's Party Late") is 1>>Deciding <<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 4>>to take Kim's advice<<else>>that it's probably not wise to stick around without Kim's protection<</if>>, you turn to head for the door and call it a night. You've probably had more than enough partying for a while anyways. You make your way out of the lounge and up through the halls of Lampton, <<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 2>>giggling to yourself for no particular reason as you stumble along in an almost zig-zag pattern<<else>>the faint thumping of the music at the party not fully fading away until you cross over the bridge<</if>>. Once you arrive at the room, you unlock the door and step inside<<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 2>>, struggling with the lock for an embarrassingly long period of time thanks to the drunken stupor you're in<</if>>. <<elseif lastVisited("September 7th- Walk Mina Back") is 1>>Deciding you're ready to call it a night yourself, you head a little further down the hall to your own dorm. Emma, of course, is still out at the party, leaving you alone in the room for a while longer. <<elseif lastVisited("Emma's Party- Feed Alex to Cherry") is 1>>Deciding that you've probably had enough excitement for one night after that, you just head down the hall toward the bridge to return to your own dorm, leaving the party behind for good. Helping to shove someone up Cherry's butt wasn't exactly how you expected to cap off the night, but it was certainly interesting at least. Emma, of course, is still out at the party when you return, leaving you alone in the room for a while longer. <<elseif (lastVisited("Emma's Party 3- Emma") is 1) and ($predName != "Emma")>><<set $predName to "!Err:setPredName">>"Well, you have fun with that," you say. With a gut like that, she won't be in any danger anytime soon, and there's literally nothing else for her to drink, so there shouldn't be a problem leaving her to figure things out on her own. "I'm gonna call it a night and head back to the dorm." "Byyyye $name!" Emma replies, waving lazily from the ground. "I hope you had a //*hic*// good time!"<<if $emmaRel > 2>> "It was great Emma, you really did a great job setting this up," you assure her. "Stay safe!"<</if>> Leaving your bloated roommate behind, you head for the exit and start to make your way through the halls of Lampton, <<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 2>>giggling to yourself for no particular reason as you stumble along in an almost zig-zag pattern<<else>>the faint thumping of the music at the party not fully fading away until you cross over the bridge<</if>>. Once you arrive at your dorm, you unlock the door and step inside<<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 2>>, struggling with the lock for an embarrassingly long period of time thanks to the drunken stupor you're in<</if>>. <<elseif lastVisited("September 7th- Nadia") is 1>>"Uh, sorry, but that's... a little too much for me..." you say, flustered. Nadia pouts, but gives you a sympathetic look. "Aw, that's too bad darling, but it's okay. We all have our boundaries." "Are you sure you wanna turn this down? You'll be missing out~" Vivian says, pulling Nadia closer. She licks her neck, then starts to plant slow, sensual kisses along the side of her face, looking at you out of the corner of her eye the whole time. "I, um, yeah... you two... enjoy yourselves..?" you stammer. "Oh we will, $name, don't you worry," Nadia says with a smirk. "Have a good night.~" The door clicks shut and you release a breath that you hadn't realized you were holding. As you make your way back to your dorm, you take a few more deep breaths to calm yourself down--as exciting as the prospect was, you really weren't ready for something like that. Plus, something about Vivian was giving you worrying vibes, particularly the way that she addressed you as just "freshie". Better safe than sorry. When you arrive back at your room, you yawn, feeling like you're ready to call it a night. \ <<elseif $eatenByVivian>>When you arrive back at your room, you yawn, definitely ready to just call it a night at this point. \ <<elseif lastVisited("Emma's Party 3- Emma: Hunt") is 1>>You just shrug--she'll be fine on her own. Leaving Emma to rest on the ground, you carry on your way out of the lounge and up through Lampton to return to your dorm, feeling more than ready for bed. \ <<elseif lastVisited("Emma's Party 3- Mina") is 1>>You slowly make your way back through the halls to your dorm. A small part of you is still hoping Mina will manage to escape on her own, but you know that's not going to happen. Feeling more than ready to call it a night, you step into your room with a sigh. <<elseif lastVisited("Emma's Party 3- Harper") is 1>>You make your way through the halls of Lampton, <<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 2>>giggling to yourself for no particular reason as you stumble along in an almost zig-zag pattern<<else>>the faint thumping of the music at the party not fully fading away until you cross over the bridge<</if>>. Once you arrive at your dorm, you unlock the door and step inside<<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 2>>, struggling with the lock for an embarrassingly long period of time thanks to the drunken stupor you're in<</if>>. <</if>><<if $eatenByEmma or $eatenByCassidy or $eatenByJada or $eatenBySunnyParty or $eatenByKris>>With your pajamas in hand, you<<else>>You grab some comfortable clothes to sleep in and<</if>> head into the bathroom to get ready for bed. After <<if $eatenByEmma or $eatenByCassidy or $eatenByJada or $eatenBySunnyParty or $eatenByKris>>getting changed<<else>>changing into your pajamas<</if>>, you brush your teeth and use the bathroom, moving through your usual nightly routine. You take a quick look at yourself in the mirror before heading back into the room<<if ($day7PartyHunt is 1) or $analByCherry or $eatenByEmma or $eatenByVivian or $eatenByCassidy or $eatenByJada or $eatenBySunnyParty or $eatenByKris or ($preyName is "fat") or (lastVisited("Emma's Party 3- Mina") is 1)>>, <<if ($preyName is "amicable") or ($preyName is "fat")>>an uncertain look on your face after the events of the evening<<else>>a slight frown on your face thanks to the sour ending to your first Saturday on campus<</if>><<else>>, grinning to yourself after the evening you've had<</if>>.<<if ($tempDare is "write") and !$eatenByEmma and !$eatenByCassidy and !$eatenByJada and !$eatenBySunnyParty and !$eatenByKris>> Then, the realization suddenly strikes you that you're finally in a position to find out what exactly Jada wrote on your back earlier. You turn around and crane your neck, squinting at the slightly smudged text... bursting out laughing when you manage to make out what it says. All she wrote was: "don't tell her what this says".<</if>><<set $outfit to "pjs">><<set $outfitState to "normal">><</if>>\ <</if>> <<include "Weight Gain">>\ <<Recap>> [[Go to sleep->Week 1 End Transition]]\ <<unset $tempPlayerInebriation>><<unset $tempEmmaInebriation>><<unset $tempDare>><<unset $tempHornyDare>><<unset $tempJadaDare>><<unset $tempSunnySam>><<set $preyName to "!ERR:setPreyName">>\ <<if ($minaEnd is "alive") and $week1PartyMinaInvited and !hasVisited("September 7th- Walk Mina Back") and !hasVisited("Emma's Party 3- Mina")>><<set $minaEnd to "party">><</if>>

<<if $preyHealth <= 0>> <<append "#digestion">> Despite her increased activity since realizing the urgency of the situation, Regina's efforts start to slow <<if $progress > 2>>before she's able to push your stomach over the edge<<else>>long before she's able to make any real progress against your stomach<</if>>. After a while, you feel her slump over against the walls of your stomach, seemingly accepting her fate. "Shoot..." she mumbles, making one last halfhearted push against her prison. The bump is barely visible on the outside. "...I didn't think this would be my last party..." You chuckle, starting to massage your belly. "I hope I helped make it a good one at least~" you tease. You hear a faint sigh from inside your stomach, but there's no real response from Regina. <<if $acidStage > 2>>With a grin, you squeeze her with your stomach muscles, her lack of active resistance confirming that she really is finished. "//*UUUuurrrap!*// Alright, I think I'm about ready!" @@color:lime;Regina has been digested!@@ "Finally, took you long enough," Sam says, sliding her legs off the table. "I was starting to think your stomach wouldn't be able to pull it off." "Oh come on, it hasn't been //*urp*// that long," you say, shaking your head at her. "Obviously mine was just tougher than yours." "Sure, sure," Sam snickers. "So, you wanna go chill in my dorm for a while?"<<else>>With a satisfied grin, you lounge back in your chair to enjoy the feeling of your stomach churning away at your meal in peace. @@color:lime;Regina has been digested!@@ "//*Bwouurp*// Ah, looks like mine's finally done," Sam says after a while, smiling as she runs her hands along her gut. Her skin is mostly smooth and rounded at this point, showing no clear signs of movement from her prey. "You all set?" You give her a smug look. "I've been finished with mine for a while now, slowpoke," you say. You give your softening gut a slap for emphasis, setting off a brief chorus of splashing and sloshing noises. "I think she's even on her way to being mush already." "Oh, good, I guess yours did look wimpy..." Sam says, looking slightly embarrassed. She slides her legs off of the table. "So then, you wanna go chill in my dorm for a while?"<</if>> <<if $aliceKey>>Before you respond, an idea suddenly pops into your head. You never really did anything with the key to Alice's room that you got earlier in the week, and you saw her leaving campus earlier... Maybe instead of Sam's room, you could invite yourself in to mess with hers while she's away...<<else>>"Absolutely! It'll probably be a lot more comfortable than sitting in these chairs," you reply with a smile.<</if>> <<include "playerPredEnd">><<if $aliceKey>>[[Suggest going to Alice's dorm->September 7th- Trash Alice's Dorm]] <</if>>[[Go to Sam's dorm->September 7th- Sam's Dorm]] <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 4>> <<append "#digestion">> Hearing Sam grunt, you turn your attention to her instead of your prey for a moment. You can see that <<if _metRegina>>Sydney<<else>>her prey<</if>> is thrashing pretty hard, her gut shifting and bulging from the efforts of the writhing form trapped within. Sam glances down at it with a slight scowl and clenches her muscles tight, her stomach visibly wrapping tighter around her prey. Then she relaxes again. The whole exchange was remarkably casual, Sam never moving her legs off of the table or her arms from behind her head despite the apparent discomfort. "Everything all good over there?" you ask with a slight smirk. "//*Uurp*// Just fine, thanks for asking," Sam says. She brings one of her hands forward to rest on her bloated belly, then shifts her hips a little to make it sway side to side. She smiles as the movement kicks up a pleasant sloshing sound. "She didn't //look// as bad as the one you ate, but she's definitely drunk as hell. Don't think it's doing her any //*urp*// favors in there." "Ha! Yeah mine's been acting kinda... loopy, too," you reply, patting your gut. "You won't catch me complaining though. Think they're drunk enough for it to rub off on us when we digest them?" "//*Pfft*//, maybe," Sam chuckles. "Sure beats drinking if it does work that way!" <</append>> <</if>>

<<set _roll to random(1,2)>> /* REMEMBER TO INCLUDE VARIABLE CHANGES IN UNIQUE DIALOGUE */ <<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "relax">> <<if $preyAction is "brace">> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> You smirk and lean back in your seat, relaxing with one hand casually resting on your idle belly. Regina is still curled up tight in your stomach trying to recover from the disorientation, giving you a moment to just sit and enjoy your meal. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "massage">> <<if (($preyAction is "rest") or ($preyAction is "brace")) and ($tempPlayerInebriation > 0)>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> You let out a contented sigh and start to gently massage your belly while Regina is idle. Your skin feels pleasantly warm to the touch as you run your fingers along the contours of your prey's body, finding yourself more fascinated by the sensation than normal <<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 2>>through your drunken haze<<else>>thanks to your mild inebriation<</if>>. A burp escapes your lips and you <<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 2>>giggle<<else>>smirk<</if>>, taking it as a thank you from your stomach. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "crush">> <<if ($preyAction is "brace") or !_firstCrush>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> With a grin, you push in on the sides of your belly, putting pressure on Regina<<if ($preyAction is "brace") or ($preyAction is "rest")>>'s idle form to help your stomach grind her down<<else>> to slow down her resistance<</if>>. <<if _firstCrush>>Remembering how effective it was last time, you once again release your hold and press yourself against the table instead, wedging it into the middle of your gut.<<else>>Then an idea pops into your head. You ease off of her for a moment... then grab the table and push yourself against it. The hard edge digs into your bloated gut, the intrusion a little uncomfortable for you but, hopefully, a major problem for Regina.<</if>> "Ow, ow! Cut it out!" Regina protests<<if $preyAction is "brace">>, abandoning her defensive position<</if>>. <<if !_firstCrush and ($preyHealthThreshold > 1)>>"This is..!" She cuts herself off and you hear a faint popping sound. "...O-Oh that was nice actually, you cracked my back... But this is still way too cramped, knock it off!"<</if>> <<if !_firstCrush>> "Hey, nice idea," Sam says. She smirks. "I don't know though, looks like it's gotta hurt for you //*urp*// too. Kinda makes it seem like you're getting desperate to keep her down," she adds with a chuckle. "Oh shut up, I'm handling her just fine!" you reply with a grin. Ignoring your prey's protest, you maintain the pressure as long as you can, keeping her locked down and helpless to fight back. <<else>> You ignore her, of course, maintaining the pressure to keep her locked down and helpless. <</if>> <<set _firstCrush to true>> <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "taunt">> <<if $preyAction is "rest">> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "No no, by all means," you chuckle. "Keep enjoying yourself, it'll make this easier for both of us." You give your belly a light smack, laughing again. "It's not like you stand a chance anyways.~" <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "shake">> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> You smirk and plant your feet firmly on the ground, grabbing the sides of your gut. "Hope you're ready for some fun in there~" you taunt. Before Regina can react, you start to shake your belly back and forth with all the strength you can muster, bouncing her around inside of you.<<if ($tempPlayerInebriation > 1) or ($acidStage > 0) or ($fullness > 6)>> All sorts of sloshing sounds are kicked up from the chaos you're causing in your stomach, <<if $tempPlayerInebriation>>what's left of the drinks you've been having<<if $fullness > 6>>, mixed with <<if $acidStage > 0>>your stomach acid and <</if>> whatever of $lastPrey is still hanging around,<<elseif $acidStage > 0>>, mixed with whatever acid has built up by now,<</if>><<elseif $fullness > 6>><<if $acidStage > 0>>stomach acid and <</if>>whatever of $lastPrey is still hanging around<<else>>the acid that's built up<</if>> splashing around and coating your prey.<</if>> A belch escapes your lips as all the movement knocks some air loose. Regina yelps in protest, but you keep up the onslaught until you feel yourself starting to get nauseous from it. <<else>> With a sly smile, you shift your arms down to be under your belly. Then, as much as you can muster with the weight, you push it up, letting it drop back into position before bouncing it up again.<<if ($acidStage > 0) or ($tempPlayerInebriation > 1) or ($fullness > 6)>> A satisfying sloshing noise fills the air with every bounce, <<if $tempPlayerInebriation>>what's left of the drinks you've been having<<if $fullness > 6>>, mixed with <<if $acidStage > 0>>your stomach acid and <</if>> whatever of $lastPrey is still hanging around,<<elseif $acidStage > 0>>, mixed with whatever acid has built up by now,<</if>><<elseif $fullness > 6>><<if $acidStage > 0>>stomach acid and <</if>>whatever of $lastPrey is still hanging around<<else>>the acid that's built up<</if>> splashing around and coating your prey.<</if>> You feel Regina start to panic from all of the movement. <</if>> <</append>> <<case "damaged">> <<if $preyHealthThreshold is 2>> <<append "#digestion">> Your stomach rumbles and a loud groan rings through the air, followed by a small burp. You pat your belly in satisfaction, feeling your prey start to slow down. She gently pushes out with one hand for a moment. "O-Oh, crap, I'm actually being digested, huh?" Regina's muffled voice says. "That's not good..." @@color:chartreuse;Your stomach is taking its toll on $preyName!@@ <</append>> <<elseif $preyHealthThreshold is 1>> <<append "#digestion">> "Hey, um, it's really starting to suck in here, could you let me out?" Regina asks, her voice sounding a little strained. "//*Uuurp*// Not a chance," you chuckle, giving her a condescending pat on the head through the bulge in your belly. "Shoot, I was really hoping that would work..." she mumbles, giving a halfhearted shove to the walls of your stomach. "Honestly, I don't know why people even bother with that," Sam snickers. "I mean, who's going to give up their //*urp*// meal at the last second just because their prey asked nicely?" "Hey, I guess if you're desperate it's worth a try," you reply with a laugh, patting your gut again. @@color:lime;$preyName is on her last legs!@@ <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "acidRise">> <<if $acidStage is 3>> <<append "#digestion">> "//*Bwouurp*// Ah, looks like mine's finally done," Sam says, smiling as she runs her hands along her gut. Her skin is mostly smooth and rounded at this point, showing no clear signs of movement from her prey. "You all set?" You give your own belly a curious poke, hearing some sloshing in response to even just that slight intrusion. Your skin is almost hot to the touch as well--Regina must be almost drowning in acid at this point, at the very least. "Still here..!" her muffled voice responds. "Guess I still need a little more time," you say with a shrug. "Huh, really? I didn't realize you had such a weak stomach," Sam snickers. "Oh relax, she won't last much longer," you reply with a chuckle.<<if $fullness > 6>> "It's probably just because I still have some of my //*urp*// meal from earlier work through too."<</if>> <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<default>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</switch>>

<<set _roll to random(1,20)>> <<if $turn is 0>> <<set $preyAction to "struggle">> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Come on, this is so gross!" Regina protests. She starts to lash out at your stomach, bumps and bulges popping up all over the surface as she pushes against the walls. "I just wanna go back to the party!" <</append>> <<elseif $lastAction is "shake">> <<set $preyAction to "brace">> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $lastPreyAction != "brace">> "W-Woah, hey, stop that! Cut it out!" Regina shouts frantically as you continue to shake your belly. The chaotic movement doesn't seem to be treating her well. "I've had a lot to drink okay, my head's spinning... Oh god, //I'm// gonna throw up at this rate..!" You feel her curl up into a tight ball inside of you, desperately trying to give herself some reprieve from all the movement. <<else>> "Come on, seriously, stop!" Regina whimpers, desperately trying to maintain the fetal position she's curled herself into. <</if>> <</append>> <<elseif $preyHealthThreshold > 2>> <<if _roll > 10>> <<set $preyAction to "struggle">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <<else>> <<set $preyAction to "rest">> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll > 5>> Regina seems to be sitting idly inside of you, not making any real attempt to get out. You can feel her running a hand along the walls of your stomach, but there's not nearly enough pressure behind it to call it struggling. After a little while, she starts gently poking at the walls instead, still not putting any real force behind it. "Hehe, squishy..." she says, giggling. "<<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 0>>Smells like alcohol in here, <</if>>I could really go for another drink... Oh, right, duh! I should be trying to get out..." <<else>> "Hmm, some of this rubbing actually feels kinda nice..." Regina says. She sighs and settles back against the walls, not putting up any kind of fight against your stomach for the time being. "Hehe, isn't that weird? Maybe... no, wait, that can't be right, I should be escaping..." <</if>> <</append>> <</if>> <<else>> <<if !_bigStruggle>> <<set _bigStruggle to true>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Okay... here we go... gotta get out... struggle for real..." you hear Regina mumble, hyping herself up. She takes a deep breath, then throws all of her weight to one side, only to quickly swivel and push in the opposite direction. You grunt as her assault continues, causing waves of nausea to start radiating through your stomach. Her sudden shift to actual, well executed strategy has you worried. However, it seems like you aren't the only one affected... "Oh... Oh boy..." Regina says. She keeps up her assault for now, but her efforts are already slowing a little. "Too much moving, I'm feeling it too now... Maybe this was a bad call..." <</append>> <<else>> <<set $preyAction to "struggle">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <</if>> <<append "#digestion">> <</append>>

<<Time 21.5>>\ <<set $ateRegina to false>><<set $samRivalLoss += 1>>\ You grunt and clutch at your stomach, struck by a sudden, intense wave of nausea. Regina's struggling is really starting to get to you, your gut writhing with the drunken girl's frantic efforts. You try to squeeze her into submission with your stomach muscles, only to grimace and release your hold as you're struck by another flash of pain. "Hey come on, you're not really gonna lose her are you?" Sam says, cocking her head at you with an incredulous look. You open your mouth to respond, but gag and clamp your hand over your mouth before you can get a word out. Regina has finally pushed your stomach over the edge, a sharp pain striking in your gut as it clamps down around her. Her head is squeezed back up into your throat and you uselessly try to swallow her back down. Your neck bulges out as she slides up towards freedom, and you finally relent, bending over to the side to let her out on the ground instead of throwing up right on the table. Without your resistance, Regina quickly surges out of your mouth and onto the tile floor beside you. She's completely naked<<if $turn < 6>> already<</if>>, her loose, light clothing clearly not faring well against your stomach. For a while she stays curled up on the ground, slightly panting<<if $acidStage > 1>> as she lays in the small pool of stomach acid that followed her up<</if>>, until finally she sits up with a groan. "Ugh, my head really didn't like all that..." she grumbles. Struck by a bout of nausea from her own disorientation, she covers her mouth and lurches forward, but manages to fight back the urge to vomit herself. She carefully gets to her feet and puts her hands on her hips, glaring down at you in your seat. Her current state of nudity doesn't seem to bother her very much. "You're a big jerk! Leading a girl on and breaking rules like that! Hmmph!" she says. You flinch and pull your head back, more surprised than anything, as she slaps you in the face, leaving an uncomfortably warm wet spot on your cheek from the slimy coating your body gave her. "Now I gotta shower before I can get back to the party..." she grumbles, storming off towards the dorm hall. You rub your cheek in disgust, quickly realizing that all you've done is transfer the gross fluids to your hand instead. While you sheepishly wipe your hand on the table to try and dry it, you notice that Sam is staring pretty intently at Regina as she walks off. You'd been expecting her to taunt you about losing your prey by now. "You're not really thinking of trying to eat her while she's covered in vomit, are you? It's not like you'd have room anyways," you say. She seems to flinch at the sound of your voice and quickly snaps her attention back to you. "Ha, no, I was just... thinking about how much better she would have been than the one I ate," she says. She regains her composure and narrows her eyes at you. "//She// was the one I wanted in the first place, remember? I can't believe you stole the better meal from me just to waste it!<<if $ateMaria>> And just when I was starting to think you might actually be on my level after that sophomore yesterday. Guess it was just a fluke.<</if>>" "Oh come on, it's not like... yeah, alright actually, sorry, I did kinda blow it," you chuckle. "I think I just wasn't taking it seriously enough with how drunk she was." Sam sighs. "You've always gotta be on top of your game if you want to be a true predator, $name," she chides. Then she smirks, clearly not //that// upset about the situation. "It's fine I guess though, I still got a decent enough meal out of it. Mine's finished and yours is gone so, wanna go chill in my dorm for a while?" <<if $aliceKey>>Before you respond, an idea suddenly pops into your head. You never did anything with the key to Alice's room that you got earlier in the week, and you saw her leaving campus earlier... Maybe instead of Sam's room, you could invite yourself in to mess with hers while she's away...<<else>>"Sure, sounds good to me," you reply with a smile.<</if>> <<include "playerPredFail">><<if $aliceKey>>[[Suggest going to Alice's dorm->September 7th- Trash Alice's Dorm]] <</if>>[[Go to Sam's dorm->September 7th- Sam's Dorm]]

<<Time 22>>\ <<set $day7TrashAliceDorm to true>><<set $aliceInfo3 to 1>>\ "That's a good idea, but, counteroffer..." you say with a smirk. "I still have that key to Alice's room that we got when we took care of Cassidy, and I've been itching to use it. How about we go invite ourselves in and crash at her place instead?" "I don't know $name, I think you might be getting a little too cocky," Sam replies. "You really think you can <<if $ateRegina>>fit<<else>>handle<</if>> someone else already?" "Oh<<if $ateRegina>>, definitely not<<else>> no<</if>>, that's not what I was going for. <<if $ateBetty or $day6SunnyHelpWithBetty or ($day6HuntWithSam is "betty")>>I saw her earlier--she tried to eat me over the whole Betty situation--and it seemed like she was leaving for the weekend after that, the room should be empty<<else>>I'm pretty positive I saw her //*urp*// leaving campus earlier, and for some reason I got the impression it was more than just a day trip. I think her room should be empty right now<</if>>," you say. "So we can just let ourselves in and mess with her a little, poke around her room while we hang out. <<if $ateRegina>>And if I'm wrong, it's not like she can do anything to us with full stomachs like this.<<else>>And hey, if I'm wrong, maybe I'll get a chance at a better meal than the one I just lost.<</if>>" Sam smirks. "Sure, why not then. My room is kind of a mess anyways." <<if $day5SamHangout>>"What? That doesn't sound like you at all," you tease, recalling the state of disarray her room had been in the other day. "Oh shut up, don't you get on my case," Sam chuckles. "Only kidding," you reply. "Let's get to it then!"<<else>>"Great, let's get to it then!"<</if>> The two of you get up from the table and start to make your way down the hall, <<if $ateRegina>>your guts groaning and sloshing as you walk<<else>>Sam's gut groaning and sloshing as she walks<</if>>. You can still faintly hear the music from the party in the distance. Sam stops to wait outside the door to Alice's room--L202--while you hurry back to your room to retrieve her key.<<if $ateRegina>> At least as much as you can hurry in your current state, anyways.<</if>> For a moment you're afraid you lost it, but luckily you remember where you'd stashed it after looking around a bit. "Finally, my legs are starting to get tired," Sam says when you rejoin her. "Oh relax, it wasn't that long," you chuckle. You go to unlock the door, then pause. "Right, first we should check..." you say with a smirk. You start to bang on the door with one hand. "Anyone home? <<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 1>>Come on rich bitch, it's your good pal $name, let me in!<<else>>Alice?<</if>> Say nothing if it's okay for us to come in!" You stop for a moment to listen. Silence. "Well, looks like she wants us to go in," Sam snickers. "Yep, how polite of her to invite us like that," you say with a laugh. You unlock the door with the key you'd stolen from Cassidy, then step inside. Naturally, it looks pretty similar to yours, as you imagine all of the dorms are set up the same way. The bed on the left side is clearly Cassidy's... mostly because it looks like it could belong to a middle schooler. Everything on it is painfully pink, and it's covered in fluffy pillows of all different shapes and sizes. Her blanket is messy and folded over itself--probably untouched since the day that <<if $ateCassidy>>you<<else>>Sam<</if>> ate her. Alice's, in contrast, is neatly set, almost too perfect to believe that anyone has ever actually slept there. She has a black comforter sporting a floral pattern in gold trim on the outside, along with a pillow to match and silky red sheets underneath. Disrupting the elegant spread, however, is one of the bright pink, fluffy pillows from Cassidy's bed resting beside the normal ones. Despite being out of place, it was clearly placed there intentionally. "Wow, she's definitely rich alright," Sam says, walking over to the bed with an incredulous look. She runs her hand over the blanket. "//*Pfft*//, this fancy shit isn't comfortable at all though, it's like its covered in tin foil." She grabs the comforter and yanks it aside, ruining the flawless spread. With a sigh, she drops back onto the bed, the frame creaking slightly under the weight of her gut. Her eyes widen when when her hands touch down on the exposed sheets. "These sheets are so soft though! What the fuck?" she says, running one of her hands back and forth over them with a glint in her eye. "Hey, that's what money gets you I<<if $ateRegina>> //*urp*//<</if>> guess," you reply. "Honestly, I'm surprised her bed was set so neatly. I guess her mom isn't 'let the maids handle everything' level rich." "Or, maybe she brought a maid with her," Sam chuckles. "Check the closet." "Ha! Could you imagine?" you say, throwing open the closet door. There isn't a person in there, of course, but you start to look through the shelves for anything else of interest. "You gonna help me snoop through her stuff?" "Nope, not at all," Sam replies. She leans all the way back onto the bed and sighs. "I've got some digesting to do, and some fancy sheets to enjoy." "Suit yourself," you say with a shrug. While Sam relaxes, you start to rummage through Alice's room. You aren't really sure what it is you're looking for, but still feel disappointed at first. You find some jewelry, clothes, makeup--completely ordinary, boring stuff. Determined to find something of interest, you crouch down to look under her bed<<if $ateRegina>>, struggling to get low enough as your bulging stomach presses against the ground<</if>>. "Jackpot!" you say after searching for a moment. Behind a conspicuous pile of shoes, you spot an odd metal box. "This<<if $ateRegina>> //*uurp*//<</if>> has to be something..." "I'm telling you, we already found the real treasure she was hiding. It's this bed..." Sam sighs, still laying down and massaging her gut. You fish the box out and place it down on the bed next to her. "But feast your eyes on this! A mysterious unmarked box hidden under her bed, there has to be something juicy in here." Sam finally sits up. "Alright, I'll admit, you've got my attention," she says. With a grin, you pull off the top of the box. Inside is... a small assortment of chocolate bars and packages of sour candy. You and Sam both raise an eyebrow. "Huh. You think this was Cassidy's? It looks like stuff from the dollar store," Sam says. "No way, it was under //Alice's// bed, with her shoes put in the way to hide it. I guess she's got a sweet tooth?" you reply. "Well, the sour stuff makes sense for her at least," Sam snickers. \ <<link "Eat it">><<replace "#bully">><<set $karma -= 1>>\ "True," you say with a laugh. You grab one of the packages out of the box. "So, you want some?" "Wow, eating someone's secret stash? That's cold, $name," she replies. She grabs one of the chocolate bars mid-sentence. "Truly, we are the worst scum of the earth now," you say with a laugh, heading over to sit across from Sam on Cassidy's bed. You crack open the bag of candy and start to snack on the treasure you uncovered. "So, how are you feeling after week one of MVA? Still exciting, or losing its charm already?" "Well, getting to hang out with Maeve has been great, and it is cool to be here, but..." Sam replies, taking a bite of her chocolate. Her free hand is resting on her belly, idly rubbing it. She sighs. "Honestly? It's... kind of a let down so far." "Oh, really? Why's that?" you say. She seems a little nervous sharing, so you offer her an encouraging smile. "It's just... I don't know, all of my classes have been boring so far, not to mention letting myself //*urp*// get swallowed for lab was gross and I'm not looking forward to more of that." Her legs shift a little under the weight of her gut. "And, um,<<if $day4BreakfastSam>> like I said the other day,<</if>> pretty much everyone here is scared of me already because of Maeve. Which I thought would be cool, and it is sometimes, but it actually... doesn't always feel great..." "Well, you've got me at least!<<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 1>> I'm not scared of you a bit, o great and voracious McKenn," you tease.<<else>>" you assure her. "You're gonna have to try a lot harder if you want to scare me off."<</if>> "See, that's what I like about you! You're too dumb to care about how dangerous I am," Sam snickers. She glances off to the side, still munching on her chocolate, and brings one of her hands up to play with her belly. "Damn, maybe I am getting drunk from her, sorry for, uh, rambling like that..." "Hey, don't apologize! <<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 1>>We don't always gotta be, like, teasing back and forth, real shit's important too<<else>>I appreciate you sharing that with me<</if>>," you say, smiling at her.<<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 1>> You're feeling pretty drunk yourself still.<</if>> Sam briefly returns your smile, but still seems a bit uncomfortable. The room is awkwardly quiet for a little while as you both finish of your candy. \ <</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</link>> <<link "Leave it alone">><<replace "#bully">>\ "I guess that's enough snooping for now if that's the best I can find," you say with a sigh. You head over to sit across from Sam on Cassidy's bed. "So, how are you feeling after week one of MVA? Still exciting, or losing its charm already?" "Well, getting to hang out with Maeve has been great, and it is cool to be here, but..." Sam replies. She plants her hands on the bed behind her and leans back with a sigh, her belly jiggling a little from the movement. "Honestly? It's... kind of a let down so far." "Oh, really? Why's that?" you say. She seems a little nervous sharing, so you offer her an encouraging smile. "It's just... I don't know, all of my classes have been boring so far, not to mention letting myself //*urp*// get swallowed for lab was gross and I'm not looking forward to more of that." Her legs shift a little under the weight of her gut. "And, um,<<if $day4BreakfastSam>> like I said the other day,<</if>> pretty much everyone here is scared of me already because of Maeve. Which I thought would be cool, and it is sometimes, but it actually... doesn't always feel great..." "Well, you've got me at least!<<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 1>> I'm not scared of you a bit, o great and voracious McKenn," you tease.<<else>>" you assure her. "You're gonna have to try a lot harder if you want to scare me off."<</if>> "See, that's what I like about you! You're too dumb to care about how dangerous I am," Sam snickers. She glances off to the side, clearly a little embarrassed, and brings one of her hands up to play with her belly. "Damn, maybe I am getting drunk from her, sorry for, uh, rambling like that..." "Hey, don't apologize! <<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 1>>We don't always gotta be, like, teasing back and forth, real shit's important too<<else>>I appreciate you sharing that with me<</if>>," you say, smiling at her.<<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 1>> You're feeling pretty drunk yourself still.<</if>> Sam briefly returns your smile, but still seems a bit uncomfortable. She clears her throat. \ <</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</link>>\ \ <<if $samRomancePlayerInit > 0>>\ <<if $ateRegina>>"Anyways, how's your meal?" "Great, I can still //*urp*// taste the party!" you say with a laugh. "Oh shit! I was joking there, but I actually still got a little hint of banana on that burp, even this far along..." "I swear, I'm gonna get you back for stealing that one from me some day," Sam says, shaking her head. You look Sam over, your eyes drawn to her softly gurgling gut, and smirk. "Here, how about I make it up to you then," you say, pushing yourself up off the bed.<<else>>During the pause in the conversation, you find your eyes drawn to her softly gurgling gut. "Say, how about I try to make it up to you for dropping the ball earlier?" you say with a smirk.<</if>> You cross over to sit next to her instead, then gently place your hands on her gut. "Would a belly rub win me back any favor?" "Oh, uh... yeah, I guess that might be nice," Sam says, looking a little flustered. You smile at her, starting to work your hands into the warm, smooth surface of her belly. There's no sign of her prey beneath the surface, your hands sinking into her pale flesh as they meet nothing but soft mush on the other side. A pleased sigh escapes Sam's lips as you apply a little more pressure and start to shift your hands around in soothing patterns.<<if $ateRegina>> You can feel your own gut nudging up against hers while you work.<</if>> "You're... really good at this," Sam sighs, leaning back a little further to give you more room to work. "Glad to hear it!<<if $emmaRomancePlayerInit > 0>> I do have a little experience at this point,<</if>>" you say with a slight laugh. <<if $ateMaria and $ateRegina>>"You know, I can't believe this is the second night in a row that we've done this. Grabbing a meal together, just hanging out with full stomachs..." "Yeah, it's... nice," Sam says. She looks off to the side and clears her throat. "I don't know if we'll be able to keep up our streak though, there is a limited food supply here." "Ha! Yeah, probably not," you chuckle. "Still, we make a good team."<</if>> As you continue your massage, you feel your heartbeat starting to race. Sam seems to really be enjoying the belly rub, and she's blushing just like she was when you flirted earlier. You're so close right now, and still feeling <<if $tempPlayerInebriation is 1>>a little bit of <</if>>the buzz from the alcohol at the party, maybe... \ <<link "Ask her out">><<replace "#choice">><<set $samRomancePlayerInit += 1>>\ You take a deep breath, and slowly stop your massage. You don't want to miss your chance, and the moment feels right. Sam's blush seems to intensify as you turn your head to look her in the eye. "Hey, um, <<if $ateMaria and $ateRegina>>, speaking of being a good team<<else>>Sam<</if>>..." you say, your voice weak. You take another deep breath, pushing yourself to commit. "I know we haven't known each other all that long yet, but I... really like you." Sam's staring at you like a deer caught in the headlights, frozen and unresponsive. It isn't a great boost to your confidence. "Um, how would you feel about... being more than friends?" you finally ask, giving her a nervous smile. After an agonizing silence, Sam finally seems to realize that she needs to respond. "U-Uh, I, um..." she stammers. Her cheeks are bright red, and you notice her looking you over as she struggles to find proper words. "S-Sorry, that was a silly thing to ask all of a sudden, probably the alcohol talking..!" you blurt out in embarrassment, shooting up to your feet. "Forget I said anything!" "No, $name, it's not..! It's just, that, um..." Sam says, trailing off. She starts to look you over again, but catches herself and quickly averts her gaze to the other side of the room. "...I'm straight." Another silence. "Oh," you finally say. You feel like you're burning up; you imagine your entire face has to be redder than Alice's sheets at this point.<<if $samInquiry2 > 0>> Of course she's straight, her sister specifically joked about her getting a //boyfriend// the other day, and she'd know her way better than you!<</if>> "Oh! Oh gosh, that's--sorry, I shouldn't have just assumed--" "No! No don't apologize you're, um, you're fine..!" Sam blurts out. "It's not like you... Really I should say sorry for, uh... leading you on..?" "Oh no, you didn't--well, you... you did seem like you were considering something there though? Like you, uh, it kinda seemed like you were thinking about--" "Thinking? Oh, no, no, sorry, it was just like, uh..." Sam says, seeming even more flustered now. "Just nervous, you know? Really put on the spot there." "Nervous! Right, duh, of course you would be! Well, that's, uh, that's that then. We'll just... call this settled, never talk about it again, yeah?" "Yeah, no sweat, like it never happened!" "Great!" "Great..!" Sam repeats immediately after you. She clears her throat. "It, uh, it is getting kinda late though so--" "Oh, totally, of course, I'll just, uh... go ahead and get out of here," you blurt out. "S-See you later!" "Yeah, see ya..!" Sam says sheepishly as you hurry out into the hall. You practically slam the door behind you, your heart still racing from the uncomfortable exchange. You hurry across the bridge and downstairs to return to your own dorm, leaving Sam awkwardly alone in Alice's. <<if $emmaRel < 3>> You're relieved to find that Emma is still out at the party when you step inside.<<else>>Emma isn't anywhere to be found when you step inside, presumably still at the party. You're not sure whether to be relieved, or frustrated that you don't have anyone to vent to.<</if>> You take a few deep breaths to calm down a little, then drop onto your bed with a sigh. In some attempt to hide your embarrassment, you bury your head in one of your pillows. After a little while, your head starts to clear. And when you think back on it... you start to feel oddly hopeful. Her rejection didn't exactly sound confident, and those weren't the most respectful looks she was giving you while she was struggling to respond. Though you know it can be dangerous to think that way and you shouldn't push her... maybe she just hasn't realized she's into girls yet, or maybe she panicked and looked for an easy excuse to get out of the situation.<<if $samRel < 5>> @@color:lime;...@@<<if $samRel < 3>><<Sam 2>><<else>><<Sam 1>><</if>><</if>> You sigh, but smile, removing the pillow from your face. As uncomfortable as that exchange may have been, you feel like everything's going to be fine. Even if you're wrong about still having some chance, the two of you can still be great friends. And other than that one misstep, this was still a great night. You yawn, and decide it's probably time to call it a night. [[Get ready for bed->September 7th- End of Day]]<<set $samInfo11 to 1>><</replace>><</link>> <<link "Don't push your luck">><<replace "#choice">>\ But, you think better of trying to push things any further right now. You'd rather not risk taking things too quickly with her, and taking that step while you're in Alice's dorm just feels odd. You continue with your massage, but the silence quickly becomes a bit too awkward. "Um, this has been really nice, but I think I'm good now..." Sam says, still blushing. "Oh, of course!" you reply, giving her belly a quick pat before taking your hands off. You get up and move back to the other bed to sit across from her, smiling. "If you ever want another one, all you have to do is ask." "R-Right, thanks..." Sam says meekly. An odd mood hangs in the air for a little while longer, but before long the two of you are back to chatting and enjoying each other's company, both of you seeming to prefer the change of pace from the crowded party. <<if $ateRegina>>Your guts churn away at your meals<<else>>Sam's gut churns away at her meal<</if>> all the while, steadily shrinking as the night carries on. Once Sam is a little lighter on her feet, the two of you decide to mess with Alice a little bit while you're here, moving her stuff around and mixing it up with Cassidy's, leaving the room in a general state of disarray. But, eventually, the exhaustion of the day starts to settle in. "Might be time to call it a night..." Sam says with a yawn, idly patting her compacted--though still bloated--belly. "No argument there, I'm gonna doze off on Cassidy's bed if we stick around much longer," you chuckle. You stand up from the bed and stretch your arms for a moment. "I think our work is done here." After taking one last look at your handiwork, the two of you step out into the hall, not bothering to lock the door behind you as an extra insult.<<if $aliceRel > -5>> @@color:red;Alice definitely won't be happy about this when she gets back.@@<<if $aliceRel is -4>><<set $aliceRel -= 1>><<else>><<set $aliceRel -= 2>><</if>><</if>> You head across the bridge and downstairs, ready to return to your own dorms. "Um... thanks for inviting me to the party, $name..." Sam says quietly as she goes to unlock her door.<<if !$samDorm>> You take note of the number--Room K138, shockingly close to your own.<<set $samDorm to true>><</if>> "I mean, I know we left, but... this was a really nice night." You smile at her. "Of course! This was a great time," you say. You chuckle. "Thank //you// for the idea to bail on it. I'll see you around!"<<if $samRel < 5>> <<if $samRel < 3>><<Sam 2>><<else>><<Sam 1>><</if>><</if>> After saying goodbye, you head a few doors down to return to your own dorm. Emma isn't around, presumably still out at the party<<if $ateRegina>>--probably for the best, considering you're still sporting pretty clear evidence of breaking the rules<</if>>. With a yawn, you head straight for the bathroom to get ready for bed, ready to call it a night. [[Get ready for bed->September 7th- End of Day]] <</replace>><</link>>\ \ <<else>>\ <<if $ateRegina>>"Anyways, how's your meal?" "Great, I can still //*urp*// taste the party!" you say with a laugh. "Oh shit! I was joking there, but I actually still got a little hint of banana on that burp, even this far along..." "I swear, I'm gonna get you back for stealing that one from me some day," Sam says, shaking her head. "Sure, sure, I'm looking forward to it," you chuckle. There's a brief pause in the conversation, and you find your eyes drawn to her softly gurgling gut.<<else>>During the awkward pause in the conversation, you find your eyes drawn to Sam's softly gurgling gut.<</if>> <<link "Get flirty and offer her a belly rub">><<replace "#choice">><<set $samRomancePlayerInit += 1>>\ <<if !$ateRegina>> <</if>>You smirk. "Hey, you want a belly rub?" She blinks at you, then shrugs her shoulders. "Sure, if you're offering." You push yourself up off the bed and cross over to sit next to her instead. Leaning towards her, you gently place your hands on the warm, smooth surface of her belly. Your hands slightly sink into her pale skin as you apply a little pressure, then start to slide them around in soothing patterns.<<if $ateRegina>> You can feel your own gut nudging up against hers while you work.<</if>> "So do you just, like, hand these out regularly..?" Sam asks as you massage your hands over her stomach. She leans back a little further, giving you more room to work. "Well<<if $ateRegina>> it's like you said, I stole the prey you wanted. Helping<<else>>, seeing as I stole the prey you wanted earlier just to drop the ball and lose her, helping<</if>> you out with the one you ended up with is the least I could do, right?~" you say with a sly smile. "I hope she wasn't //too// disappointing." "Yeah, that's a good point! I guess this is a start towards making it up to me," she chuckles. A soft sigh escapes her lips as you push a little harder. "Sh-She was fine though, a meals a //*urp*// meal." <<if $ateMaria and $ateRegina>>"You know, I can't believe this is the second night in a row that we've done this," you say. "Grabbing a meal together, just hanging out with full stomachs..." "Yeah, it's... nice," Sam says. She looks off to the side and clears her throat. "I don't know if we'll be able to keep up our streak though, there is a limited food supply here." "Ha! Yeah, probably not," you chuckle. "Still, we make a good team." <</if>>As you continue your massage, an awkward silence starts to take over the room, the only sound being the occasional grumbling and groaning of <<if $ateRegina>>your stomachs<<else>>her stomach<</if>>. You stay focused on your rubbing, not quite sure what else to talk about, and Sam seems to be steadily growing more flustered by the contact. You find that encouraging, but<<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 0>> even with the alcohol in your system<</if>> it doesn't quite feel like the right time to push things any further. "Um, this has been really nice, but I think I'm good now..." Sam finally says, blushing slightly. "Oh, of course!" you reply, giving her belly a quick pat before taking your hands off. You get up and move back to the other bed to sit across from her, smiling. "If you ever want another one, all you have to do is ask." "R-Right, thanks..." Sam says meekly. An odd mood hangs in the air for a little while longer, but before long the two of you are back to chatting and enjoying each other's company, both of you seeming to prefer the change of pace from the crowded party. <<if $ateRegina>>Your guts churn away at your meals<<else>>Sam's gut churns away at her meal<</if>> all the while, steadily shrinking as the night carries on. Once Sam is a little lighter on her feet, the two of you decide to mess with Alice a little bit while you're here, moving her stuff around and mixing it up with Cassidy's, leaving the room in a general state of disarray. But, eventually, the exhaustion of the day starts to settle in. "Might be time to call it a night..." Sam says with a yawn, idly patting her compacted--though still bloated--belly. "No argument there, I'm gonna doze off on Cassidy's bed if we stick around much longer," you chuckle. You stand up from the bed and stretch your arms for a moment. "I think our work is done here." After taking one last look at your handiwork, the two of you step out into the hall, not bothering to lock the door behind you as an extra insult.<<if $aliceRel > -5>> @@color:red;Alice definitely won't be happy about this when she gets back.@@<<if $aliceRel is -4>><<set $aliceRel -= 1>><<else>><<set $aliceRel -= 2>><</if>><</if>> You head across the bridge and downstairs, ready to return to your own dorms. "Um... thanks for inviting me to the party, $name..." Sam says quietly as she goes to unlock her door.<<if !$samDorm>> You take note of the number--Room K138, shockingly close to your own.<<set $samDorm to true>><</if>> "I mean, I know we left, but... this was a really nice night." You smile at her. "Of course! This was a great time," you say. You chuckle. "Thank //you// for the idea to bail on it. I'll see you around!"<<if $samRel < 5>> <<if $samRel < 3>><<Sam 2>><<else>><<Sam 1>><</if>><</if>> After saying goodbye, you head a few doors down to return to your own dorm. Emma isn't around, presumably still out at the party<<if $ateRegina>>--probably for the best, considering you're still sporting pretty clear evidence of breaking the rules<</if>>. With a yawn, you head straight for the bathroom to get ready for bed, ready to call it a night. [[Get ready for bed->September 7th- End of Day]] <</replace>><</link>> <<link "Just chat and keep things casual">><<replace "#choice">>\ <<if $ateRegina>>But, you ignore the brief<<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 0>> drunken<</if>> thought that pops into your head. "How's yours treating you?"<<else>> "How's your meal treating you?" you ask, ignoring the brief<<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 0>> drunken<</if>> thought that pops into your head.<</if>> She drops all the way back on the bed, hiding her face behind the swell of her belly, and starts to massage her bloated gut again. "You'll never find me complaining about a full stomach.~" The two of you continue to chat and enjoy each other's company, both of you seeming to prefer the change of pace from the crowded party. <<if $ateRegina>>Your guts churn away at your meals<<else>>Sam's gut churns away at her meal<</if>> all the while, steadily shrinking as the night carries on. Once Sam is a little lighter on her feet, the two of you decide to mess with Alice a little bit while you're here, moving her stuff around and mixing it up with Cassidy's, leaving the room in a general state of disarray. But, eventually, the exhaustion of the day starts to settle in. "Might be time to call it a night..." Sam says with a yawn, idly patting her compacted--though still bloated--belly. "No argument there, I'm gonna doze off on Cassidy's bed if we stick around much longer," you chuckle. You stand up from the bed and stretch your arms for a moment. "I think our work is done here." After taking one last look at your handiwork, the two of you step out into the hall, not bothering to lock the door behind you as an extra insult.<<if $aliceRel > -5>> @@color:red;Alice definitely won't be happy about this when she gets back.@@<<if $aliceRel is -4>><<set $aliceRel -= 1>><<else>><<set $aliceRel -= 2>><</if>><</if>> You head across the bridge and downstairs, ready to return to your own dorms. "Um... thanks for inviting me to the party, $name..." Sam says quietly as she goes to unlock her door.<<if !$samDorm>> You take note of the number--Room K138, shockingly close to your own.<<set $samDorm to true>><</if>> "I mean, I know we left, but... this was a really nice night." You smile at her. "Of course! This was a great time," you say. You chuckle. "Thank //you// for the idea to bail on it. I'll see you around!"<<if $samRel < 5>> <<if $samRel < 3>><<Sam 2>><<else>><<Sam 1>><</if>><</if>> After saying goodbye, you head a few doors down to return to your own dorm. Emma isn't around, presumably still out at the party<<if $ateRegina>>--probably for the best, considering you're still sporting pretty clear evidence of breaking the rules<</if>>. With a yawn, you head straight for the bathroom to get ready for bed, ready to call it a night. [[Get ready for bed->September 7th- End of Day]]<</replace>><</link>><</if>>\

<<Time 22>>\ <<if $aliceKey>><<if !$ateRegina>>"Sure, sounds good to me,"<<else>>"Absolutely! It'll probably be a lot more comfortable than sitting in these chairs,"<</if>> you reply with a smile, deciding not to bother with the key. <</if>>The two of you get up from the table and start to make your way down the hall, <<if $ateRegina>>your guts groaning and sloshing as you walk<<else>>Sam's gut groaning and sloshing as she walks<</if>>. You can faintly hear the music from the party until you cross back over to Karbo, finally completely leaving it behind in favor of a quieter, much more relaxed hangout. After carefully maneuvering down the stairs, you arrive at Sam's dorm<<if !$samDorm>>--Room K138, shockingly close to your own--<<set $samDorm to true>><<else>> <</if>>and head inside. "Ah, finally..." Sam says, dropping back onto her bed with a sigh. The frame creaks under the weight of her gut. "Make yourself //*urp*// at home." <<if $day5SamHangout>>The room looks just as messy as you remember from Thursday, if not even a little worse at this point. But, there's at least an open spot cleared already on the other bed this time. <<if $ateRegina>>You carefully ease your weight onto the bed across from her<<else>>You take a seat on the bed across from her<</if>>, boxed in by clothes. You can't really tell if they're clean or dirty.<<else>>Naturally, her room looks very similar to yours... except much messier. There are clothes laying all over the place, mostly in disorganized piles on <<if $samInfo3 > 1>>what would have been Hannah's<<else>>what was formerly her roommate's bed<</if>>, but there are also discarded garments scattered across the floor. Even her bedside table has an old bra draped over the side. The walls, on the other hand, are barren, though that may be because she still hasn't actually unpacked all of her things if the luggage at the far side of the room is any indication. Seeing an open spot amongst the piles of clothes, you take a seat on the bed across from her.<</if>> "<<if $day5SamHangout>>I see you've really straightened things up since last time<<else>>Wow, so you're a neat freak, huh?<</if>>" you say sarcastically. "Oh shut up, don't you get on my case," Sam chuckles. "My room, my rules. And I didn't want to clean." "Fair enough, fair enough," you reply. "Not like I'd ask you to now, no one has the energy to bother with that on a full stomach." "Hey, you'd be surprised what some people can do with a gut," Sam says, rubbing her own as she talks. "Maeve once //outran me// when I tried to steal some snacks she kept in her room while she was lounging on her bed after a meal." "Right, but I'm talking to miss 'out of breath after walking downstairs' right now," you tease. Sam crosses her arms, a slight pout on her face. "So I'm a little out of shape, whatever... <<if $fat > 49>>You're one to talk.<<elseif $ateRegina>>I think that just makes it more impressive that I can still handle prey so easily.<<else>>At least I can handle my prey, unlike //someone//.<</if>>" <<if $fat > 49>>"You know, you got me there," you say with a laugh<<if $ateRegina>>, glancing down at your chubby arm as it rests on your belly<</if>>.<<elseif $ateRegina>>"Uh-huh, totally," you chuckle.<<else>>"You're not gonna let that go for a while, are you?" you say with a sigh. "Definitely not tonight, at least," Sam snickers. "Naturally," you reply, shaking your head.<</if>> "So, how are you feeling after week one of MVA? Still exciting, or losing its charm already?" "Well, getting to hang out with Maeve has been great, and it is cool to be here, but..." Sam replies. She plants her hands on the bed behind her and leans back with a sigh, her belly jiggling a little from the movement. "Honestly? It's... kind of a let down so far." "Oh, really? Why's that?" you say. She seems a little nervous sharing, so you offer her an encouraging smile. "It's just... I don't know, all of my classes have been boring so far, not to mention letting myself //*urp*// get swallowed for lab was gross and I'm not looking forward to more of that." Her legs shift a little under the weight of her gut. "And, um,<<if $day4BreakfastSam>> like I said the other day,<</if>> pretty much everyone here is scared of me already because of Maeve. Which I thought would be cool, and it is sometimes, but it actually... doesn't always feel great..." "Well, you've got me at least!<<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 1>> I'm not scared of you a bit, o great and voracious McKenn," you tease.<<else>>" you assure her. "You're gonna have to try a lot harder if you want to scare me off."<</if>> "See, that's what I like about you! You're too dumb to care about how dangerous I am," Sam snickers. She glances off to the side, clearly a little embarrassed, and brings one of her hands up to play with her belly. "Damn, maybe I am getting drunk from her, sorry for, uh, rambling like that..." "Hey, don't apologize! <<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 1>>We don't always gotta be, like, teasing back and forth, real shit's important too<<else>>I appreciate you sharing that with me<</if>>," you say, smiling at her.<<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 1>> You're feeling pretty drunk yourself still.<</if>> <<if $samRomancePlayerInit > 0>>\ Sam briefly returns your smile, but still seems a bit uncomfortable. She clears her throat. <<if $ateRegina>>"Anyways, how's your meal?" "Great, I can still //*urp*// taste the party!" you say with a laugh. "Oh shit! I was joking there, but I actually still got a little hint of banana on that burp, even this far along..." "I swear, I'm gonna get you back for stealing that one from me some day," Sam says, shaking her head. You look Sam over, your eyes drawn to her softly gurgling gut, and smirk. "Here, how about I make it up to you then," you say, pushing yourself up off the bed.<<else>>During the awkward pause in the conversation, you find your eyes drawn to her softly gurgling gut. "Say, how about I try to make it up to you for dropping the ball earlier?" you say with a smirk.<</if>> You cross over to sit next to her instead, then gently place your hands on her gut. "Would a belly rub win me back any favor?" "Oh, uh... yeah, I guess that might be nice," Sam says, looking a little flustered. You smile at her, starting to work your hands into the warm, smooth surface of her belly. There's no sign of her prey beneath the surface, your hands sinking into her pale flesh as they meet nothing but soft mush on the other side. A pleased sigh escapes Sam's lips as you apply a little more pressure and start to shift your hands around in soothing patterns.<<if $ateRegina>> You can feel your own gut nudging up against hers while you work.<</if>> "You're... really good at this," Sam sighs, leaning back a little further to give you more room to work. "Glad to hear it!<<if $emmaRomancePlayerInit > 0>> I do have a little experience at this point,<</if>>" you say with a slight laugh. <<if $ateMaria and $ateRegina>>"You know, I can't believe this is the second night in a row that we've done this. Grabbing a meal together, just hanging out with full stomachs..." "Yeah, it's... nice," Sam says. She looks off to the side and clears her throat. "I don't know if we'll be able to keep up our streak though, there is a limited food supply here." "Ha! Yeah, probably not," you chuckle. "Still, we make a good team."<</if>> As you continue your massage, you feel your heartbeat starting to race. Sam seems to really be enjoying the belly rub, and she's blushing just like she was when you flirted earlier. You're so close right now, and still feeling <<if $tempPlayerInebriation is 1>>a little bit of <</if>>the buzz from the alcohol at the party, maybe... \ <<link "Ask her out">><<replace "#choice">><<set $samRomancePlayerInit += 1>>\ You take a deep breath, and slowly stop your massage. You don't want to miss your chance, and the moment feels right. Sam's blush seems to intensify as you turn your head to look her in the eye. "Hey, um, <<if $ateMaria and $ateRegina>>, speaking of being a good team<<else>>Sam<</if>>..." you say, your voice weak. You take another deep breath, pushing yourself to commit. "I know we haven't known each other all that long yet, but I... really like you." Sam's staring at you like a deer caught in the headlights, frozen and unresponsive. It isn't a great boost to your confidence. "Um, how would you feel about... being more than friends?" you finally ask, giving her a nervous smile. After an agonizing silence, Sam finally seems to realize that she needs to respond. "U-Uh, I, um..." she stammers. Her cheeks are bright red, and you notice her looking you over as she struggles to find proper words. "S-Sorry, that was a silly thing to ask all of a sudden, probably the alcohol talking..!" you blurt out in embarrassment, shooting up to your feet. "Forget I said anything!" "No, $name, it's not..! It's just, that, um..." Sam says, trailing off. She starts to look you over again, but catches herself and quickly averts her gaze to the other side of the room. "...I'm straight." Another silence. "Oh," you finally say. You feel like you're burning up; you imagine your entire face has to be beet red at this point.<<if $samInquiry2 > 0>> Of course she's straight, her sister specifically joked about her getting a //boyfriend// the other day, and she'd know her way better than you!<</if>> "Oh! Oh gosh, that's--sorry, I shouldn't have just assumed--" "No! No don't apologize you're, um, you're fine..!" Sam blurts out. "It's not like you... Really I should say sorry for, uh... leading you on..?" "Oh no, you didn't--well, you... you did seem like you were considering something there though? Like you, uh, it kinda seemed like you were thinking about--" "Thinking? Oh, no, no, sorry, it was just like, uh..." Sam says, seeming even more flustered now. "Just nervous, you know? Really put on the spot there." "Nervous! Right, duh, of course you would be! Well, that's, uh, that's that then. We'll just... call this settled, never talk about it again, yeah?" "Yeah, no sweat, like it never happened!" "Great!" "Great..!" Sam repeats immediately after you. She clears her throat. "It, uh, it is getting kinda late though so--" "Oh, totally, of course, I'll just, uh... go ahead and get out of here," you blurt out. "S-See you later!" "Yeah, see ya..!" Sam says sheepishly as you hurry out into the hall. You practically slam the door behind you, your heart still racing from the uncomfortable exchange. You quickly shuffle a few doors down to your own dorm, <<if $emmaRel < 3>>relieved to find that Emma is still out at the party.<<else>>finding that Emma is still out at the party when you step inside. You're not sure whether to be relieved, or frustrated that you don't have anyone to vent to.<</if>> You take a few deep breaths to calm down a little, then drop onto your bed with a sigh. In some attempt to hide your embarrassment, you bury your head in one of your pillows. After a little while, your head starts to clear. And when you think back on it... you start to feel oddly hopeful. Her rejection didn't exactly sound confident, and those weren't the most respectful looks she was giving you while she was struggling to respond. Though you know it can be dangerous to think that way and you shouldn't push her... maybe she just hasn't realized she's into girls yet, or maybe she panicked and looked for an easy excuse to get out of the situation.<<if $samRel < 5>> @@color:lime;...@@<<if $samRel < 3>><<Sam 2>><<else>><<Sam 1>><</if>><</if>> You sigh, but smile, removing the pillow from your face. As uncomfortable as that exchange may have been, you feel like everything's going to be fine. Even if you're wrong about still having some chance, the two of you can still be great friends. And other than that one misstep, this was still a great night. You yawn, and decide it's probably time to call it a night. [[Get ready for bed->September 7th- End of Day]]<<set $samInfo11 to 1>><</replace>><</link>> <<link "Don't push your luck">><<replace "#choice">>\ But, you think better of trying to push things any further right now. You'd rather not risk taking things too quickly with her, and the timing doesn't quite feel right. You continue with your massage, but the silence quickly becomes a bit too awkward. "Um, this has been really nice, but I think I'm good now..." Sam says, still blushing. "Oh, of course!" you reply, giving her belly a quick pat before taking your hands off. You get up and move back to the other bed to sit across from her, smiling. "If you ever want another one, all you have to do is ask." "R-Right, thanks..." Sam says meekly. An odd mood hangs in the air for a little while longer, but before long the two of you are back to chatting and enjoying each other's company, both of you seeming to prefer the change of pace from the crowded party. <<if $ateRegina>>Your guts churn away at your meals<<else>>Sam's gut churns away at her meal<</if>> all the while, steadily shrinking as the night carries on. Eventually, your conversation starts to slow, and the exhaustion of the day starts to settle in. "Might be time to call it a night..." Sam says with a yawn, idly patting her compacted--though still bloated--belly. "No argument there, I'm gonna doze off on your laundry if I don't head out soon," you chuckle. You stand up from the bed and stretch your arms for a moment. "Um... thanks for inviting me to the party, $name..." Sam says quietly. "I mean, I know we left, but... this was a really nice night." You smile at her. "Of course! This was a great time," you say. You chuckle. "Thank //you// for the idea to bail on it. I'll see you around!"<<if $samRel < 5>> <<if $samRel < 3>><<Sam 2>><<else>><<Sam 1>><</if>><</if>> After saying goodbye, you step out into the hall and head a few doors down to return to your own dorm. Emma isn't around, presumably still out at the party<<if $ateRegina>>--probably for the best, considering you're still sporting pretty clear evidence of breaking the rules<</if>>. With a yawn, you head straight for the bathroom to get ready for bed, ready to call it a night. [[Get ready for bed->September 7th- End of Day]] <</replace>><</link>>\ \ <<else>>\ Sam briefly returns your smile, but still seems a bit uncomfortable. She clears her throat. <<if $ateRegina>>"Anyways, how's your meal?" "Great, I can still //*urp*// taste the party!" you say with a laugh. "Oh shit! I was joking there, but I actually still got a little hint of banana on that burp, even this far along..." "I swear, I'm gonna get you back for stealing that one from me some day," Sam says, shaking her head. "Sure, sure, I'm looking forward to it," you chuckle. There's a brief pause in the conversation, and you find your eyes drawn to Sam's softly gurgling gut.<<else>>During the awkward pause in the conversation, you find your eyes drawn to Sam's softly gurgling gut.<</if>> <<link "Get flirty and offer her a belly rub">><<replace "#choice">><<set $samRomancePlayerInit += 1>>\ <<if !$ateRegina>> <</if>>You smirk. "Hey, you want a belly rub?" She blinks at you, then shrugs her shoulders. "Sure, if you're offering." You push yourself up off the bed and cross over to sit next to her instead. Leaning towards her, you gently place your hands on the warm, smooth surface of her belly. Your hands slightly sink into her pale skin as you apply a little pressure, then start to slide them around in soothing patterns.<<if $ateRegina>> You can feel your own gut nudging up against hers while you work.<</if>> "So do you just, like, hand these out regularly..?" Sam asks as you massage your hands over her stomach. She leans back a little further, giving you more room to work. "Well<<if $ateRegina>> it's like you said, I stole the prey you wanted. Helping<<else>>, seeing as I stole the prey you wanted earlier just to drop the ball and lose her, helping<</if>> you out with the one you ended up with is the least I could do, right?~" you say with a sly smile. "I hope she wasn't //too// disappointing." "Yeah, that's a good point! I guess this is a start towards making it up to me," she chuckles. A soft sigh escapes her lips as you push a little harder. "Sh-She was fine though, a meals a //*urp*// meal." <<if $ateMaria and $ateRegina>>"You know, I can't believe this is the second night in a row that we've done this," you say. "Grabbing a meal together, just hanging out with full stomachs..." "Yeah, it's... nice," Sam says. She looks off to the side and clears her throat. "I don't know if we'll be able to keep up our streak though, there is a limited food supply here." "Ha! Yeah, probably not," you chuckle. "Still, we make a good team." <</if>>As you continue your massage, an awkward silence starts to take over the room, the only sound being the occasional grumbling and groaning of <<if $ateRegina>>your stomachs<<else>>her stomach<</if>>. You stay focused on your rubbing, not quite sure what else to talk about, and Sam seems to be steadily growing more flustered by the contact. You find that encouraging, but<<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 0>> even with the alcohol in your system<</if>> it doesn't quite feel like the right time to push things any further. "Um, this has been really nice, but I think I'm good now..." Sam finally says, blushing slightly. "Oh, of course!" you reply, giving her belly a quick pat before taking your hands off. You get up and move back to the other bed to sit across from her, smiling. "If you ever want another one, all you have to do is ask." "R-Right, thanks..." Sam says meekly. An odd mood hangs in the air for a little while longer, but before long the two of you are back to chatting and enjoying each other's company, both of you seeming to prefer the change of pace from the crowded party. <<if $ateRegina>>Your guts churn away at your meals<<else>>Sam's gut churns away at her meal<</if>> all the while, steadily shrinking as the night carries on. Eventually, your conversation starts to slow, and the exhaustion of the day starts to settle in. "Might be time to call it a night..." Sam says with a yawn, idly patting her compacted--though still bloated--belly. "No argument there, I'm gonna doze off on your laundry if I don't head out soon," you chuckle. You stand up from the bed and stretch your arms for a moment. "Um... thanks for inviting me to the party, $name..." Sam says quietly. "I mean, I know we left, but... this was a really nice night." You smile at her. "Of course! This was a great time," you say. You chuckle. "Thank //you// for the idea to bail on it. I'll see you around!"<<if $samRel < 5>> <<if $samRel < 3>><<Sam 2>><<else>><<Sam 1>><</if>><</if>> After saying goodbye, you step out into the hall and head a few doors down to return to your own dorm. Emma isn't around, presumably still out at the party<<if $ateRegina>>--probably for the best, considering you're still sporting pretty clear evidence of breaking the rules<</if>>. With a yawn, you head straight for the bathroom to get ready for bed, ready to call it a night. [[Get ready for bed->September 7th- End of Day]] <</replace>><</link>> <<link "Just chat and keep things casual">><<replace "#choice">>\ <<if $ateRegina>>But, you ignore the brief<<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 0>> drunken<</if>> thought that pops into your head. "How's yours treating you?"<<else>> "How's your meal treating you?" you ask, ignoring the brief<<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 0>> drunken<</if>> thought that pops into your head.<</if>> She drops all the way back on her bed, hiding her face behind the swell of her belly, and starts to massage her bloated gut again. "You'll never find me complaining about a full stomach.~" The two of you continue to chat and enjoy each other's company, both of you seeming to prefer the change of pace from the crowded party. <<if $ateRegina>>Your guts churn away at your meals<<else>>Sam's gut churns away at her meal<</if>> all the while, steadily shrinking as the night carries on. Eventually, your conversation starts to slow, and the exhaustion of the day starts to settle in. "Might be time to call it a night..." Sam says with a yawn, idly patting her compacted--though still bloated--belly. "No argument there, I'm gonna doze off on your laundry if I don't head out soon," you chuckle. You stand up from the bed and stretch your arms for a moment. "Um... thanks for inviting me to the party, $name..." Sam says quietly. "I mean, I know we left, but... this was a really nice night." You smile at her. "Of course! This was a great time," you say. You chuckle. "Thank //you// for the idea to bail on it. I'll see you around!"<<if $samRel < 5>> <<if $samRel < 3>><<Sam 2>><<else>><<Sam 1>><</if>><</if>> After saying goodbye, you step out into the hall and head a few doors down to return to your own dorm. Emma isn't around, presumably still out at the party<<if $ateRegina>>--probably for the best, considering you're still sporting pretty clear evidence of breaking the rules<</if>>. With a yawn, you head straight for the bathroom to get ready for bed, ready to call it a night. [[Get ready for bed->September 7th- End of Day]]<</replace>><</link>><</if>>

<<Time 23>>\ <<if lastVisited("Emma's Party 3- Harper") is 1>>\ "Uh, no thanks, but you two have fun now," you say, quickly excusing yourself from the strange scene. While the two of them get back to it, you scan the room again to see what else the night has to offer you. Most people are dancing at this point, a lot of the couches and tables pushed aside to clear the floor for a chaotic tangle of drunken girls to let loose. It might be fun to join them<<if $tempPlayerInebriation < 2>>, though you're not sure you're drunk enough to match everyone else's confidence<</if>>. The next largest group is gathered around... Emma. She and another girl are facing each other, not arguing by the looks of it but clearly //something// is going down between them. <<if !$week1PartyMinaInvited or hasVisited("September 7th- Walk Mina Back")>>You also spot Sunny still sitting on one of the couches, seemingly on her own and just enjoying watching the party unfold.<<if $sunnyRel < 0>> Though with the party becoming less safe, you decide it's probably safest to avoid her after how your prior encounters have gone.<</if>><<else>>You also spot Sunny still sitting over on one of the couches... and she seems to be trying to get your attention and beckon you over. You don't see Mina with her anymore...<</if>> [[Check on Emma->Emma's Party 3- Emma]]<<if !$week1PartyMinaInvited or hasVisited("September 7th- Walk Mina Back")>><<if $sunnyRel < 0>><<else>> [[Go over to Sunny->Emma's Party 3- Sunny]]<</if>><<else>> [[Go over to Sunny->Emma's Party 3- Mina]]<</if>> [[Hit the dance floor->Emma's Party 3- Dance]]\ <<else>>\ <<if (($leahDitched and ($leahRel < 0)) or ((($malloryRel < 0) or $malloryAttention2 or (($malloryRel < 2) and ($malloryAttention3 > 1))) and (!$metLeah or (($leahRel < 1) and ($leahMax < 2))))) and ($malloryTargetKayla != 1)>><<set _malloryCheck to true>><<else>><<set _malloryCheck to false>><</if>>\ <<if (lastVisited("September 7th- Walk Mina Back") is 1) or (lastVisited("Emma's Party- Feed Alex to Cherry") is 1)>><<done>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</done>><<else>>\ The party only gets wilder as the night drags on. Even as some people start to leave and the crowds thin out, the energy level of the room continues to rise thanks to the dangerous amount of alcohol settling into those that remain. <<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 4>>You're feeling it quite a bit yourself by now, walking a straight line starting to prove a difficult task. You can feel your head faintly spinning even while standing still.<<elseif $tempPlayerInebriation > 1>>You're still getting a nice buzz yourself, but you might as well be sober compared to some of the people around you.<<else>>It's enough to make you feel a little uncomfortable, considering you're still <<if $tempPlayerInebriation is 1>>more or less <</if>>sober yourself.<</if>> <<if _malloryCheck and $tempPlayerInebriation > 4>>You join in with some of the chaos, drifting from group to group, chatting and laughing and drinking without a care in the world.<<else>>While you <<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 1>>join in with some of the chaos<<else>>make some rounds<</if>>, chatting and <<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 0>>drinking<<else>>laughing<</if>> and having a great time, you notice Mallory leaving with a girl who's clearly struggling just to stand clinging to her arm for support.<<if _malloryCheck>> She seems to give you a dirty look--frustration or irritation maybe--but you might just be misinterpreting her being annoyed that she has to help whoever it is back to their dorm.<<elseif $malloryRel > 0>> You give her <<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 1>>an overexcited<<else>>a friendly<</if>> wave goodbye, but she seems too focused on assisting the girl to notice you.<</if>><</if>> After a while, Kim comes up to you. Her gut is still swollen, but smooth and calm by now--looks like she gave <<if (hasVisited("Emma's Party 2- Sunny")) or (hasVisited("Emma's Party 2- Drink or Dare"))>>Tammy<<else>>that girl<</if>> a permanent punishment after all. "Hey, $name, glad I caught you too," she says. Her eyes look a little weary. "I just told Emma<<if $tempEmmaInebriation > 3>>... who hopefully understood...<</if>> that I have to head out. I think it's better that I sneak out and hope people carry on like they have instead of announcing for everyone that I'll no longer be around to keep the peace, especially since a lot of people are starting to turn in anyways," she explains. <<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 4>>She raises an eyebrow and puts a hand on your shoulder to steady you. "You, um, seem like you've had a lot to drink, it might be a good idea for you to call it a night too.<<if $outfit is "underwear">> Or at least find some clothes...<</if>>"<<else>>"So, be careful if you're sticking around longer, alright?<<if $tempEmmaInebriation > 3>> And if you do, please keep an eye on Emma. She's gotten pretty drunk...<</if>><<if $outfit is "underwear">> And, um, you might want to find some clothes...<</if>>"<</if>> <<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 1>>"Aye aye, captain!" you reply, drunkenly saluting her.<<else>>"<<if $outfit is "underwear">>Yeah, this was a, uh, dare...<<else>>Will do,<</if>> thanks for the heads up," you reply<<if $outfit is "underwear">> sheepishly<</if>>. "I appreciate you helping out as long as you did!"<</if>> <<if $tempPlayerInebriation >1>>Giving you a somewhat confused smile, she takes her leave and carries on her way out of the room.<<else>>She smiles and nods, then takes her leave and carries on her way out of the room.<</if>><<if $tempDare is "write">> She pauses after a few steps and looks back at you, seeming to notice whatever Jada wrote on your back during the game of drink or dare. A smirk creeps onto her lips. "Oh, that's a little cruel..." she chuckles before continuing on her way. You try to ask her what it says as she walks away, but she either doesn't hear you or chooses not to respond. With a sigh, you<<else>> You<</if>> stop to consider what she said. It is getting pretty late after all... \ <<link "The night's still young, party on!">><<replace "#choice">><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</replace>><</link>> [[Call it a night and turn in->September 7th- End of Day]] <</if>>\ <<if lastVisited("September 7th- Walk Mina Back") is 1>>You decide you're not ready for the party to stop, and turn to head back upstairs. Who knows what else the night might have in store? You make your way back through the halls and down to the lounge, rejoining the chaos and excitement. The crowd looks a little thinner--and notably you don't see Kim anywhere anymore--but with the heavy amount of alcohol settling into everyone that's left the energy level in the room has risen quite a bit regardless. <<elseif lastVisited("Emma's Party- Feed Alex to Cherry") is 1>>You decide you're not ready for the party to stop yet. Who knows what else the night might have in store? You make your way back through the halls and down to the lounge, rejoining the chaos and excitement. The crowd looks a little thinner--and notably you don't see Kim anywhere anymore--but with the heavy amount of alcohol settling into everyone that's left the energy level in the room has risen quite a bit regardless. <</if>>\ <<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 4>>\ <<if _malloryCheck>>\ <<if (lastVisited("Emma's Party- Feed Alex to Cherry") is 1) or (lastVisited("September 7th- Walk Mina Back") is 1)>>/*I think it's only possible via Mina but checking both just in case*/Though that said, it's become increasingly apparent that a heavy amount of alcohol has settled into //you// as well, your head subtly spinning even when you're standing still and walking a straight line proving somewhat difficult. Still, you grab yet another drink and stumble your way back into the fray of the party, ready to let loose and go wild.<<else>>But fuck it, there's still plenty of party left to go! It's a night to relax and let loose, there's no way you'd turn in already. With a big grin on your face, you dive right back into the chaos, hitting the dance floor and going wild.<</if>> You've completely lost track of time, but at some point you go to grab a drink and feel someone place a hand on your shoulder while you're isolated from the crowd. "$name?" a familiar voice asks. "You look... really out of it. How much have you been drinking, darling?" You turn to find Mallory giving you a worried look. "Naaah, I'm fiiiine..!" you assure her. "I've only had like six... eight..? Hmm..." While you concentrate on trying to count how many drinks you've had, you lose focus on everything else and accidentally stumble forward, feeling like some unseen force bumped into your back. Mallory catches you before you can fall, keeping an arm wrapped around you as she helps you steady yourself. "Hey thanks Mallory, when did you get here..?" you mumble, completely out of it at this point. "Honestly, you need to learn how to pace yourself," she sighs. "Come on, you're a mess. Let's get you back to your room." "Aw, okay..." you pout. [[Turn in for the night->Emma's Party 3- Mallory]]\ <<else>>\ /*The normal version of this should actually be impossible if you're coming from one of the returning to the party options, I believe it's only possible to get this drunk if you drink at least once at drink or dare or lose at beer pong, or mallory gets involved*/But fuck it, there's still plenty of party left to go! It's a night to relax and let loose, there's no way you'd turn in already. With a big grin on your face, you dive right back into the chaos, hitting the dance floor and going wild. You laugh and shout along with groups of girls you don't recognize, your inhibitions long gone as you throw back drink after drink without a thought, too drunk to realize that you're already more than drunk enough. Everything starts to blur together and feel a bit hazy... [[Is the room supposed to be spinning..?->Emma's Party 3- Blackout]]\ <</if>><<else>><<if !((lastVisited("September 7th- Walk Mina Back") is 1) or (lastVisited("Emma's Party- Feed Alex to Cherry") is 1))>>But fuck it, there's still plenty of party left to go! It's a night to relax and let loose, there's no way you'd turn in already. <</if>>You take a look around, surveying the current scene of the party to see what looks the most interesting. Most people are dancing at this point, a lot of the couches and tables pushed aside to clear the floor for a chaotic tangle of drunken girls to let loose. It might be fun to join them<<if $tempPlayerInebriation < 2>>, though you're not sure you're drunk enough to match everyone else's confidence<</if>>. The next largest group is gathered around... Emma. She and another girl are facing each other, not arguing by the looks of it but clearly //something// is going down between them. <<if $outfit is "underwear">>A pair of girls sitting at one of the couches in the corner catches your eye as you scan the room--it looks like it might be Harper and Sofia from the game of Drink or Dare you played earlier. <</if>><<if !$week1PartyMinaInvited or hasVisited("September 7th- Walk Mina Back")>>You also spot Sunny still sitting on one of the couches, seemingly on her own and just enjoying watching the party unfold.<<if $sunnyRel < 0>> Though with the party becoming less safe, you decide it's probably safest to avoid her after how your prior encounters have gone.<</if>><<else>>You also spot Sunny still sitting over on one of the couches... and she seems to be trying to get your attention and beckon you over. You don't see Mina with her anymore...<</if>> [[Check on Emma->Emma's Party 3- Emma]]<<if !$week1PartyMinaInvited or hasVisited("September 7th- Walk Mina Back")>><<if $sunnyRel < 0>><<else>> [[Go over to Sunny->Emma's Party 3- Sunny]]<</if>><<else>> [[Go over to Sunny->Emma's Party 3- Mina]]<</if>><<if $outfit is "underwear">> [[Go see what Harper and Sofia are up to->Emma's Party 3- Harper]]<</if>> [[Hit the dance floor->Emma's Party 3- Dance]]<</if>> \ <</if>>

<<Time 23>>\ The two of you make your way through the party over to the door into the dining hall, giving Kim a quick goodbye as you pass her on the way. Roaring conversations and thumping music become muffled once you pass the threshold, gradually fading away as you head upstairs until finally leaving you in blissful silence when you cross the bridge. Mina doesn't say anything for the entire trip, <<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 3>>but you're too focused on trying to walk relatively straight through the drunken haze you've worked yourself into to really notice<<else>>but you find yourself enjoying the break from the chaos of the party<</if>>. "Okay, this one is my room," she says as you emerge onto the first floor of Karbo, stopping by Room K150. "Yeah I know, I've been here before, remember?" you reply. "I just wanted to be sure," Mina replies with a small smile. <<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 3>>"You have become quite inebriated, after all." "Woof, that obvious?" you say. "You went down the stairs at half my pace," she giggles. "Thank you for walking me back!"<<else>>"Thank you for walking me back!"<</if>> "Of course! Thanks for coming,<<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 1>> 'Mini'," you say with a slight laugh<<else>>" you say, returning her smile<</if>>. "I really do appreciate your invitation, $name. Even if I was somewhat out of my element, I had a good time!" she says. "Please thank Sunny and Kim for me as well if you return to the party, I realize my vulnerability made me an extra burden for them." "Oh stop, they were both happy to have you there!" you assure her. "Trust me, even with no alcohol Sunny really speaks her mind. She wouldn't have been polite or subtle about it if she was thinking of you as a burden." "Even so, I hope I can watch my own back if I am invited to another party like this," she says. "Don't worry, we'll get there soon enough!" you say with a smile. "Have a good night Mina, I'll see you around!" "Good night, $name!"<<if $minaRel < 4>> <<Mina 1>><</if>> As she steps into her room, you realize that you're actually starting to feel a little tired.<<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 3>> Plus, you're obviously more than drunk enough for one night at this point.<</if>> You stop to consider whether you should return to the party, or follow Mina's lead and turn in for the night... [[Return to the party->September 7th- Emma's Party Late]] [[Turn in for the night->September 7th- End of Day]]<<set $minaDorm to true>>

<<Time 22>>\ <<set $playerFreak += 1>><<set $day7FedAlexToCherry to true>><<set $karma -= 1>><<if $lostAlex or $eatenByAlex>><<set _metAlex to true>><<else>><<set _metAlex to false>><</if>>\ "Haha and this is even the grumpy girl from earlier, isn't it?" Cherry says, walking into her room and beckoning for you to follow. "That's perfect! So poetic, I love it." You all step into the room behind her, Sydney and Regina dragging Alex in ahead of you while you close the door. Cherry's dorm has the same basic setup as you'd expect: a bed on either side of the room and a bathroom at the back. Staying on brand, Cherry has a cherry shaped pillow marking her bed, along with cherry-patterned sheets and almost entirely red bedding. A few posters adorn the wall above it that look like they're for plays or musicals. "Get off me!" Alex grunts. "Why the hell are we in //her// room, what's going on here?" Cherry looks back at her with a grin. "What do you think, sourpuss?" she says. She bends over and slaps her butt for emphasis. Then she keeps bending forward until she's grabbing her ankles and staring back through her legs. "I promised these girls a demonstration, and it looks like you've been volunteered! You excited?" "Are you... what the fuck!?" Alex shouts. "<<if _metAlex>>I get why $name might be on board with this, but what the hell did I do to you two? Why are you helping her?<<else>>Why are you all on board with this?<</if>>" "Cause when //else// are we gonna get an opportunity like this?" Sydney replies. "And after you made a big fuss about it earlier, you were the obvious first choice. It's like, uh, poetic or whatever, like Cherry said." "Wha... What the hell do you mean when else will you get the opportunity? We can literally take a class on this shit next semester!" Alex protests. "But that's months away!" Cherry says. She flips herself back upright. "Plus class could never compare to a personal demonstration from me and my cute patoot, this is a once in a lifetime chance! Well not really, I shove people up there a lot, but usually I'm not handing out invites to watch. Or to help! Lower her down for me, please." "On it!" Regina says. She and Sydney start to wrestle with Alex, clearly struggling. "Oh wow, she's pretty tough actually. $name, can you help?" <<if _metAlex>>"With pleasure," you chuckle.<<else>>"Absolutely," you say.<</if>> You step forward behind Alex and push down on her shoulders, helping the other girls force her onto her knees. "Come on, this is ins--//mmph//!" Alex starts to protest, only for Cherry to lean back and plant her butt on her face, even though she hasn't removed her shorts yet. You watch as she shifts her weight back and forth, subtly grinding against Alex's face. "Hmm... yep, this should be good!" Cherry says. She leans off of the captive redhead and stands upright again. "Alright, just keep her held there and enjoy the show!" Stepping forward to give herself a little room, she starts by taking off her overshirt and tossing it aside. You're not sure how that would have been in the way, but decide not to question her. She hooks her fingers into the sides of her shorts, then, still facing away from you, slowly leans forward and pulls them down, bringing her panties right alongside them. Clearly enjoying the attention, she gives her bare, plump ass a little shake before standing back up and stepping out of her bottoms. You notice Regina blushing furiously as she shamelessly stares at the goods on display. "You can't do this to me!" Alex shouts, her eyes wide. "This is disgusting! Get off me you fucking ASSHOL--//MMPH!//" Cherry cuts her off with her butt once again... only this time, she has her cheeks spread wide. Alex begins to disappears between them as Cherry pushes down, her anus effortlessly gliding over her head, accompanied by faint wet noises as she rubs against Cherry's insides. When she gets down to her neck, sitting on her prey's shoulders, Cherry stops and lets out a pleased groan. She leans back a little and places a hand on the new bulge in her lower abdomen. "Wow, you're really doing it..!" Sydney says, a wild grin on her face. "$name, $name take over for me," she adds, nudging you. "I wanna watch from the front." You don't have much say in the matter, as the drunken girl almost immediately lets go of Alex to get a better view. Alex quickly tries to take advantage of the opening to push Cherry away, but you step in to restrain her before she can make any progress. You shoot Sydney a dirty look, not that she notices with her attention firmly locked on the small bump in Cherry's belly. "Haha, wild..." she mumbles. She's kneeling in front of Cherry and running a hand along the bulge Alex's face is making. "This was a great idea." "You're really drunk, huh?" Cherry chuckles. She gives the kneeling girl's head a pat of approval. "Watch this next part carefully, the shoulders are the trickiest part when you're going head first." She starts to slowly shift her weight back and forth, slight grunts occasionally slipping out as she wiggles her hips over her prey. Then she takes a deep breath and pushes down //hard//. Alex shouts in muffled protest as Cherry's butt stretches over her shoulders, thrashing against your grip while you and Regina hold her steady. Once the tops of her shoulders slide through, the dam breaks. Cherry quickly glides down over her torso, softly moaning as Alex's chest and stomach are packed into her colon in a matter of seconds. You let go once it's clear Cherry has it handled, but Regina shifts to keep Alex's feet pinned, clearly mesmerized by Cherry's hungry rear. "This is so gross but, like... kinda hot..?" she says, giggling. "Yeah..." Sydney mumbles. She's still kneeling in front of Cherry, idly rubbing her growing, squirming belly. "What does it feel like?" "It feels like having someone jammed up my ass," Cherry chuckles. "Not sure how else to describe it, but it's a pretty good feeling. Step back for a minute though, I'm not quite done yet.~" Sydney backs up, giving Cherry room to lean forward. She angles herself downward with her ass raised in the air, Alex's legs dangling behind her. With a slight buck of her hips and a wet squishing sound, her prey's waist is dragged inside. Regina holds her legs steady as they gradually sink into Cherry, until all that remains visible is her feet. Cherry looks back at Regina and smirks, one final flex of her muscles dragging the last of Alex into her hanging gut. "You drunk enough to give her a kiss goodbye?" she says. Regina blushes, but then leans forward towards her butt. She gives one cheek a kiss and gently pats the other. "Good job~" she giggles. "Ha! Oh man, you guys are great, I've gotta remember to mess with drunk freshmen more often!" Cherry says, laughing. She eases back up into a sitting position with a sigh, patting her bloated belly with both hands. It's tight and hanging a bit low, the bulges of Alex's squirming form beneath the surface clearly visible. She seems to be struggling to accomplish much against the cramped embrace of Cherry's intestines. "Well, there you have it, one girl taken in through the back! No refunds~" Cherry says, poking Alex's head through her belly. She grabs her discarded shorts and slides her feet through them, clearly straining a little to manage with the bulk of her gut, then starts to push back onto her feet. "So whatd'ya think?" <<if _metAlex>>"It was great seeing her get put in her place," you say with a grin.<<elseif $analByOlivia or $analByMatilda or $analByJoan or $analByOliviaMalloryAmbush>>"It's definitely more fun to watch it happen to someone else," you say. <<if $tempPlayerInebriation < 2>>"...I feel a little bad though."<</if>><<elseif $tempPlayerInebriation > 1>>"That was soo fucked up, but like... also hot. I can't believe we just helped shove her up there for no reason!" you laugh.<<else>>"It was certainly... something," you say, not entirely sure how you feel about the whole exchange. "I feel kinda dirty."<</if>> "It was amazing! Haha I'm so glad we took you up on this," Sydney says. "So, like, what happens to her now that she's in there?" Regina asks. "Cause she's not in your stomach, right?" "Nope, not yet, but once I close the exit..." Cherry says, snickering. She pulls up her shorts, jostling her belly a little, then gives herself a spank. "She's got nowhere else to go! She'll slide around in my guts for a while, I might even play around and get silly with it while I've got her there, then eventually she'll make it alll the way through into my tummy." She traces a line along her gut to demonstrate, though you doubt it's particularly accurate to where her organs actually are. "Wow..." Sydney says. "I've //gotta// learn how to do this, it's like the ultimate power move against your prey..." "Heh, perfect~" Cherry chuckles. "I can show you guys the ropes for real some time if you want." "Really!?" "Maybe, we'll see," she teases. "Keep an eye out for me. But for now, show's over so... get the heck out of my room!" She laughs as she gestures toward the door. "And thanks again for the invite, $name.~"<<if $cherryRel < 3>> <<Cherry 1>><</if>> The three of you are ushered out of her dorm, Cherry slamming the door behind you. Sydney whispers something in Regina's ear, then the two take off down the hall together without even a hint of a goodbye. Suddenly left alone in the hall, you find yourself feeling a bit disoriented by the whole turn of events. You start to wonder what you should do for the rest of the night... [[Head back to the party, the night's still young->September 7th- Emma's Party Late]] [[That was enough excitement for one night->September 7th- End of Day]]\ <<set $cherryPrey.push({name: "Alex", status: "fodder", details: "who you personally helped shove up her ass"})>><<set $cherryTeachAnal to 1>><<set $cherryDorm to true>><<set $cherryInfo5 to 1>><<set $tempEmmaInebriation += 2>>/* Emma still plays beer pong during this timeslot if you don't go with her*/

<<Time 22>>\ <<set $analByCherry to true>>\ <<set $predAnalProficiency to 3>><<set $analNonFatal to false>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "Cherry Anal_PreyStruggle">><<if ($cherryRel > 1) and ($cherryInquiry1 < 2)>><<set $analEscapeLink to "Anal By Cherry- Friends">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Anal By Cherry- Friends">><<else>><<set $analEscapeLink to "Anal By Cherry- Pulled In">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Anal By Cherry- Pulled In">><</if>><<set $sceneActionsLink to "Cherry Anal_Actions">><<set $depth to 2>><<set $predAnalStrain to 0>><<set $analFacing to 0>><<set _firstIn to false>><<set _firstPullBack to false>><<set _cherryExhausted to false>>\ <<if hasVisited("Emma's Party 1- Mingle")>><<if $predName is "flee">>Too fishy. The obvious realization quickly hits you: they've decided to use //you// as their offering to Cherry. <<if $cherryDay6FullTour>>No way are you spending any more time in Cherry's ass this week, you need to get out of here!<<elseif $analByOlivia or $analByMatilda or $analByJoan or $analByOliviaMalloryAmbush or ($anatomyDemonstration is 2)>>No way are you spending any more time up someone's ass this week, you need to get out of here!<<else>>You need to get out of here!<</if>> As soon as you turn the corner into the hall of dorms, you spin around and start to make a break for it back towards the stairs. Sydney is quick to notice, however, and grabs your arm before you can get away from them. "H-Hey, c'mon, where are you going?" she says. "We're gonna miss our chance!" <<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 1>>"You almost had me, but I'm not //that// drunk yet! You assholes are trying to feed me to another asshole!"<<else>>"Bullshit, I see what's going on here! There is no one else, you're bringing //me// to Cherry's dorm!"<</if>> you say, struggling against her grip. "Now get off me!" "Damn it, I knew you were too obvious Regina!" Sydney grunts. "Help me hold her, we don't have much further to go!" Regina moves to restrain your other arm, managing to lock you down before you can break away from them. You try to fight back, but you're helpless to overcome their combined strength and find yourself getting dragged down the hall, the muffled sounds of the party growing fainter as your chances of escaping the gross fate ahead of you fade away. @@color:orange;You have been overpowered.@@ "Hey, Cherry, we're here!" Sydney shouts. She uses her foot to bang on the door to Room L225, not taking the risk of losing her hold on you. "We brought someone like you asked!"<<else>>But, you shake off your suspicions--you're probably just being paranoid. The three of you turn the corner down the hall full of dorms, still not seeing Sydney's elusive roommate anywhere. As you hurry down the hall, Sydney suddenly steps in front of you, forcing you to stop before you bump into her. Confused, you turn your head to find that you're standing right outside the door to Room L225... you've been a fool. "God damn it..!" you mutter as Regina grabs you from behind. "Seriously guys?" "Sorry $name, the change of plan wasn't exaaactly what you thought it was..." Sydney says. She helps Regina restrain you, each of them grabbing an arm. "Nothing personal." She uses her foot to bang on the door, not taking the risk of losing her hold on you. "Hey, Cherry, we brought someone like you asked!"<</if>> The door to the room immediately swings open. Cherry stands in the doorway, grinning. "Haha, $name? <<if $cherryRel < 0>>Oh this is perfect,<<else>>Oh this is gonna be so much fun,<</if>> I knew you guys would come through! Come on in.~" "Get off me!" you say as your captors pull you along with them into the room. <<if $cherryRel > 0>>"Come on, Cherry! You can't do this to me!"<</if>> "Y'know, I'm getting the vibe that you weren't a willing volunteer," Cherry snickers. "Just relax, this'll be fun!" "Yeah take one for the team $name!" Regina says. "This'll be great!" "It's not like we didn't //try// to find someone else for this," Sydney chimes in. "Besides, you were totally okay with doing it to someone else, so you can't be toooo mad that it's happening to you." "Why don't we trade places then?" you snap back. "Nuh uh, you're definitely my pick out of these three!<<if $buttSize > 39>> I can't resist a booty that big~<<elseif ($fat > 34) or ($fullness > 0)>> I'm in the mood for something big and squishy~<</if>>" Cherry says. She leans over with her back toward you and spanks herself. "So, you all ready for me and my cute patoot to show you how it's done?"\ <<else>>\ "Uh, sure, I guess I can help with that," you reply. It's a bit of a strange request, but you can see the logic in it--since they can't get //into// the party thanks to Kim, you wouldn't be surprised if there were some upperclassmen that caught wind of it and decided to wait outside for people to leave. "Awesome, thanks so much! You're the best!" the blonde girl cheers. "I'm Regina by the way!" "And I'm, uh, I'm Sydney," the other girl says. "Reaaally appreciate the help... uh..." "$name." "$name! That's a good name," Sydney says. "Okay then, let's get to it!" You and the two drunk girls head for the exit, leaving the bluster of the party behind. Regina excitedly chats your ear off about how much she's been enjoying the party as you go, not letting you get a word in until you've already followed them upstairs and into the hall of dorms by the bridge. Just as you're about to ask where you're going, the two of them stop at one of the doors--Room L225. "Alright, this is, uh... my dorm. We can use my bathroom," she says. After an awkward pause, she //knocks// on the door and you raise an eyebrow. "Did you forget your key or something?" you ask.<<if $cherryDorm>> It dawns on you that the room number seems familiar for some reason...<</if>> "Yeah, it's just, uh... ah fuck it, we're already away from the party," Sydney says. She grabs your arm, and before you can react to the sudden turn Regina has you held from the other side. "Hey! What the hell is going on here!" you shout, struggling against their grip. The door swings open, and standing behind it is... Cherry. She gets a big grin on her face when she sees you. "Haha, this is too good! You brought me //$name//?<<if $fullness > 0>> And you even fattened her up for me!<</if>>" "Cherry!?" you shout.<<if $cherryDorm>> //That's// why you recognized the number.<</if>> You look between the two girls holding you with a worried expression. "Brought me for what..?" "Oh, you two... know each other?" Sydney says. "Is that gonna be a problem?" "Of course we know each other, she's the one who invited me to the party in the first place!" Cherry says with a laugh. "This is the opposite of a problem, bring her in! I knew you guys would come through for me." "I didn't invite you, I specifically told you //not// to come!" you protest as you're dragged into the room. Sydney kicks the door shut behind you. "What are you planning?" "Oh relax, it's nothing crazy! I just promised these girls I'd give them a little demonstration!<<if $analProficiency > -3>> You know, kinda like the one you gave Liv~<</if>>" Cherry says. She turns her back to you and bends over, giving her butt a smack. Then she keeps bending forward until she's grabbing her ankles and staring back at your through her legs. "See, before grumpy ol' Kim kicked me out, I was telling them all about the anal vore classes you can take here...~" Your eyes widen and a sense of dread washes over you as you stare at the butt looming ahead of you. "You can't be serious..!" you say.<<if $cherryRel > 1>> "Come on, Cherry, I thought we were friends!"<<elseif $analByOlivia or $analByMatilda or $analByJoan or $analByOliviaMalloryAmbush>> "Come on, this isn't even the first time this week!"<</if>> <<if $cherryRel > 1>>"Hey, any good friends should have no problem taking a quick tour of another's pipes! C'mon, this'll be fun!"<<elseif $analByOlivia or $analByMatilda or $analByJoan or $analByOliviaMalloryAmbush>>"Perfect, that means you have experience<<if $analProficiency > -3>> on both ends<</if>>!"<<else>>"Aw c'mon, this'll be fun!"<</if>> Cherry says with a laugh, flipping herself back upright. She wiggles her butt a little, still standing with her back to you. "So, you all ready for me and my cute patoot to show you how it's done?"\ <</if>><<set $predName to "Cherry">> "Yes!" "Absolutely!" "Cherry, please!" you reply, making one last futile attempt to break away from the two drunk girls. "Great, lower her down for me please!" Cherry says, ignoring your protest. Regina and Sydney dutifully follow her instructions, pushing down on your shoulders to force you onto your knees.<<if $outfit is "uniform">> "You picked a perfect outfit by the way, $name! The whole 'helpless freshman that doesn't know any better' look really elevates this."<</if>> "I can't believe you're both--//mmph!//" Your words are cut off as warm denim suddenly smothers your face. Cherry wasted no time taking the seat that had been prepared for her, pressing her covered rear back against your head. She wiggles her hips back and forth a little, grinding against you like she's hoping she'll be able to force you in through the fabric. "Hmm... yep, this should be good!" Cherry says. She leans off of you and stands upright again. "Alright, just keep her held there and enjoy the show!" You take a deep, gasping breath as you're freed from her teaser of what's to come. She steps forward to give herself a little room, taking off her overshirt and tossing it aside in the process. Then she hooks her fingers into the sides of her shorts, and, still facing away from you, slowly leans forward and pulls them down, bringing her panties right alongside them. Clearly enjoying the attention, she gives her bare, plump ass a little shake before standing back up and stepping out of her bottoms. Despite yourself, a slight warmth starts to trickle through you--putting aside what she's about to use it for, she does have a pretty fantastic butt. "Hehe, ready to take a little trip $name?~" she says, shuffling back towards you. She plants her hands on her backside and leans forward... then spreads her cheeks wide, giving you a clear view of her pucker. You close your eyes and breath in, preparing for the inevitable. She pushes back against your head and you feel the tight ring start to spread around you, wet noises filling your ears as you're forced into the warm, constricting embrace of her colon. You flinch as her anus seals around your neck, coming to a stop with her soft cheeks resting on your shoulders. You feel her lean back and place a hand on your head from the outside. "Wow, you're really doing it..!" you hear Sydney's muffled voice say. A moment later, one of her hands lets go of your arm and starts to grope at your face through Cherry's skin. "Haha, wild... This was a great idea." "You're really drunk, huh?" Cherry chuckles. You try to take advantage of Sydney's weakened hold to free your arm, but Cherry effortlessly shuts you down by flexing her inner muscles, briefly choking you until you relent. "Watch this next part carefully, the shoulders are the trickiest part when you're going head first.<<if $breastSize > 59>> And honkers that big might slow me down a bit too.~<</if>>" She starts to slowly shift her weight side to side, slight grunts occasionally slipping out as she wiggles her hips over you. Then she relaxes her muscles, takes a deep breath, and pushes down //hard//. You squirm and shout in protest as her butt slowly stretches to accommodate you. Once the tops of you shoulders slide through, it's over. Squelching noises flood your ears as Cherry glides down over your torso, packing you deep into the constricting tunnel of her intestines and pinning your arms to your sides.<<if $fullness > 0>> She struggles a bit to crest over your bloated belly, but what remains of $lastPrey isn't enough to stop her experienced sphincter.<</if>> She settles with her sphincter wrapped around your <<if $outfit is "skimpy">>exposed <</if>>waist, panting softly. "This is so gross but, like... kinda hot..?" you hear Regina say. She giggles, still holding your legs to keep you from resisting. "Yeah..." Sydney faintly mumbles. You can feel her rubbing you through Cherry's belly with both hands now. "What does it feel like?" "It feels like having someone jammed up my ass," Cherry chuckles. "Not sure how else to describe it, but it's a pretty good feeling. Step back for a minute though, I'm not quite done yet.~" She starts to lean forward, angling herself downward with her ass raised in the air, your legs dangling behind her. The walls twitch around you as you squirm in panic, disoriented from the change in position. Cherry is unfazed, giving her hips a slight shake <<if $buttSize > 39>>as she tries to pull in your hips. She doesn't seem to make as much progress as she expected however, and you hear her giggle. Then you yelp as she gives your oversized butt a spank, holding her hand there to give an extra push so she can squeeze in the obstruction.<<else>>that pulls your waist inside.<</if>> Regina holds your legs steady as they helplessly sink into the tight prison of Cherry's ass, until all that remains outside are your feet. With a final buck of her hips, Cherry sucks them in too, sealing you into the dark, cramped confines of her intestines. "You drunk enough to give her a kiss goodbye?" you hear her muffled voice say. There's a pause, and someone says something that you can't quite make out. "Ha! Oh man, you guys are great, I've gotta remember to mess with drunk freshmen more often!" Cherry laughs. She eases back up into a sitting position with a sigh, patting her bloated belly a few times with both hands, jostling your surroundings. It's unbearably tight inside of her, and you're struggling just to get your bearings. "Well, there you have it, one girl taken in through the back! No refunds~" Cherry says, poking your head through her stomach. Her body shifts around you for a moment, then you feel her start to get to her feet. "So whatd'ya think?" "It was amazing! Haha I'm so glad we took you up on this," Sydney's muffled voice replies. "I'm not a fan..!" you grunt, pushing out against the constricting walls in frustration. "So, like, what happens to her now that she's in there?" you faintly hear Regina ask. "Cause she's not in your stomach, right?" "Nope, not yet, but once I close the exit..." Cherry says, snickering. Something pushes up against you from below for a moment, then your world bounces slightly as her belly is allowed to hang free again. She bends forward and you hear a faint smacking sound. "She's got nowhere else to go! She'll slide around in my guts for a while, I might even play around and get silly with it while I've got her there, then eventually she'll make it alll the way through into my tummy." "Wow..." Sydney says. "I've //gotta// learn how to do this, it's like the ultimate power move against your prey..." "Heh, perfect~" Cherry chuckles. "I can show you guys the ropes for real some time if you want." "Really!?" "Maybe, we'll see," she teases. "Keep an eye out for me. But for now, show's over so... get the heck out of my room!" The slick walls holding you shudder slightly as Cherry takes a few steps forward, ushering the two girls out of her room. You do your best to focus and take stock of the situation. Tough, smooth flesh is wrapped tight around you--you'd wager you're still somewhere in her large intestine. And from the sounds of it, she already put her shorts back on, which could prove to be a problem for getting out the same way you went in... "So how's it feel in there, $name?" Cherry asks. You feel an odd weightless sensation for a moment as she sits down. Between her shifting and the slight pressure you can feel pushing in against you, it seems like she's sitting cross-legged on the floor, her legs cradling her belly. "Enjoying this as much as I am?" "Absolutely not, this is disgusting!" you reply. "Get me out of here!" <<if $cherryRel > 1>>"Aw, you're no fun!" she says with a laugh, smacking her belly. "Tell you what, if you really hate my poor booty so much I'll make you an offer. Let me mess around and give something a try without resisting, and I'll let you out in a little bit. Deal?" \ [[Fine...->Anal by Cherry- Messing Around]] <<link "No way!">><<replace "#choice">>"No way, you've already had more than enough fun here!" you snap back. "Now let me out or I'm going to force my way out!" "Ooo, don't threaten me with a good time!~" Cherry giggles, lightly hugging her belly.<</replace>><<toggleclass "#actions" "hide">><</link>><<else>>\ "Oh no, not a chance," she giggles. "You've still got a long way to go before you've gotten the full Cherry experience.<<if $cherryDay6FullTour>> I already sent you through one way, now we've gotta try the other so we can compare!<<else>>~<</if>>"<<done>><<toggleclass "#actions" "hide">><</done>><</if>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center" class="hide"><<include "analPreyOptions">></div>\ <<set $cherryDorm to true>>

<<Time 23>>\ <<set $cherryAnalTease += 1>>\ "Ugh, fine..." you say with a sigh of resignation. "If it'll get me out of here, just do whatever it is and get it over with..." "Yay! See, this is why I like you $name, you're a good sport," Cherry chuckles, poking you through her gut. You can feel the walls squeeze in slightly along with her laughter. "I bet I'll have you //enjoying// spending time in there before you know it!" "Just get on with it..." you grumble. "Yeah, yeah, relax! Okay, I want you to curl up into a ball for me," she says. "What?" "You know, like, hug your knees against your chest and <<if (($outfit is "skimpy") or ($outfit is "light")) and ($breastSize > 17)>>shove your face into your cleavage<<else>>duck your head down<</if>>." "...while I'm in here?" "Where else are you going to be anytime soon?" she giggles. "It's just... really tight in here, I'm not sure it'll work," you say. "But I guess I'll try, if you're sure..." You shift against the tight, slick walls of her intestines, testing how much give they have. It really doesn't seem like you'll be able to accomplish what she wants, but you give it a try. Taking a deep breath--which is itself rather unpleasant while you're in the depths of her body--you push out and try to pull your legs inward. Progress is slow, but you do start to feel your knees sliding up along the lubricated flesh surrounding you. It begins to feel unbearably tight, but just as you're about to give up you pass the tipping point and your bent legs practically snap into place against your body. You faintly hear Cherry gasp at the movement. "There, I'm in a fetal position now, weirdo..." you say, tucking your arms and legs in. The walls twitch around you, clearly more strained than before. "Whew, you sure are... This is a lot more pressure than normal..." Cherry replies. She places a hand on her gut, then your world shifts around as she slowly pushes herself up onto her feet. "Alright! Just hold that position and leave the rest to me now.~" She gently rests her hands on either side of her belly, then you feel her take a deep breath. Her abdominal muscles roll around you, an odd pressure squeezing in like a wave. She repeats the motion, a slight grunt escaping her lips as fleeting tightness washes over you again. This continues for some time, her hands occasionally rubbing lightly against you as well and little grunts or sighs or moans accompanying the effort. Sometimes you shift a little deeper or get pushed a little further out, but for the most part it feels like she's just squeezing you. "Um, care to expla--" You're briefly cut off by the walls squeezing in again. "...explain what we're doing here?" "You'll see, just--//*mmh*//--hang on...~" Cherry says. She isn't wrong: after a couple more squeezes, she seems to get the hang of it and you finally realize what she's trying to do. With the help of some extra guidance from hands, you feel her muscles nudge you in opposite directions--she's trying to flip you around! Once she's got the motion down, it doesn't even take much time to pull off. You spend a few unpleasant seconds with your head smushed right up against the tough walls of her colon, then find yourself upside down and facing the other way with one last flex of Cherry's muscles. You can both feel and hear her panting when it's over. "There... that worked, right..?" she asks, gently massaging a hand over her bloated belly. "It better have, cause let me tell you... having you wedged vertically in there for a bit felt really weird... and for once, not the good kind of weird." "Actually, yeah... I think so," you reply. "That felt really weird." "But it was fun, right?" Cherry giggles. "Face-first is the best way to go in //and// out, I figured there had to be a way to make it happen without a full trip!" "Honestly, I'm actually really impressed you figured out how to use your muscles like that so quickly," you say. "...but, uh, that means I can come out now, right?" "Aw, thanks! I do have a talented little tummy," she says, giving it an appreciative pat. "Gimme a minute here, that was a lot of work... Then I'll dump you out." "Please don't phrase it like that..." "I could phrase it a lot worse," she chuckles. After taking her brief rest to recover--and remove her shorts, from the sounds of it--her intestines suddenly start to squeeze you tight, pushing you forward with short bursts of intense pressure that gradually flatten out your stance again now that you're not trying to maintain it. Before long, your head bumps up against a dead end. The flesh around you shudders for a moment, then another wave of pressure squeezes your head through the tight ring of muscle and back into the outside world. Naturally, she pauses with just your head sandwiched by her ass. "Okay, moment of truth..." You feel a hand reach back and grab at your face for a moment, then tap your nose. "Yep, that's a $name head alright! Mission accomplished!" she says, wiggling her hips in celebration. You feel yourself start to slide back in a little. "Cherry!" "Oh relax~" she says, giggling. She starts to push again, slowly sliding your body out of her backside and onto the floor of her room. Your arms shake a little bit as you push yourself up into a sitting position, feeling stiff from your unusual journey into her guts. You're caught off guard by the sight that meets you when you look back at Cherry. She's bent over with her ass in the air, shorts around her ankles and her tube top hanging low enough to show a hint of underboob, the top half of her face peering back at you from behind her chest... flushed and faintly sweating. She waits for you to get flustered and look away before sitting back into a more relaxed pose. "Ah, trying something new is always a fun time..." she says, leaning back against her bed with a contented sigh. "What did you think, $name?" "I think I need a shower..." you grumble. You carefully get to your feet and look down at her with your arms crossed. "Yeah, probably," she chuckles. "Thanks for showing me a good time.~"<<if $cherryRel < 3>> <<Cherry 1>><</if>> With a sigh, you turn and head out into the hall, more desperate to get clean after that than anything else. [[Head back to your dorm->September 7th- Night]]<<include "resetFromFakeout">><<set $outfitState to "drenched">>

<<set _roll to random(1,2)>> <<if ($depth is 1) and ($lastAction is "out")>> <<set $preyName to "escape">> <<elseif $progress > 0>> <<set $predAction to "in">> <<else>> <<if ($depth is 5) and !_firstPullBack>> <<set $predAction to "out">> <<elseif ($lastPlayerAction is "out") and ($depth < 5)>> <<set $predAction to "in">> <<elseif ($lastPlayerAction is "in") and ($depth > 1)>> <<set $predAction to "out">> <<elseif $depth < 3>> <<set $predAction to "in">> <<elseif $depth > 3>> <<set $predAction to "out">> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "squeeze">> <</if>> <</if>> <<if $predAction is "squeeze">> <<include "standardAnalPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>>"Hey hey, c'mon! It's no fun if you just sit there," Cherry says. Her muscles clamp down hard around you, then loosen, only to squeeze back in again a moment later. She keeps up the irritating rhythm, making the intestinal walls pulsate around your idle form<<if $lastAction is "brace">> as you try to hold them at bay<</if>>. "You can't be all tuckered out already, right?"<<else>>The walls crash in around you, squeezing your idle body<<if $lastAction is "brace">> as you try to hold them at bay<</if>>. Cherry starts to poke and prod at you from the outside while she maintains the pressure. "Come on, do something!" she says, accompanied by a particularly hard jab. "<<if $cherryRel > 1>>Why turn down my offer if you were just gonna give up this easily?<<else>>Do you just enjoy hanging out in my guts this much? I'm flattered, but I'd still rather feel you squirm.~<</if>>"<</if>> <</append>> <<elseif ($progress > 0) and !_cherryExhausted>> <<set _cherryExhausted to true>> <<append "#digestion">> "Ahh... Okay, well, that was fun! I think it's about time we moved things along though," Cherry says. "Come on in $name, don't try to fight it!" <</append>> <<include "standardAnalPreyOutcome">> <<include "genericAnalPreyMessages">> <<if ($depth > 5) and ($lastAction is "in")>> <<set $analWillingIntoStomach to true>> <</if>> <<elseif ($depth is 5) and ($predAction is "out") and !_firstPullBack>> <<set _firstPullBack to true>> <<include "standardAnalPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Oh no you don't!" Cherry says, the walls of her small intestine suddenly clamping down hard around you. You can feel her muscles trying to push you further out away from her stomach. "I'm still having fun with this part, I want you sliding around in there a bit longer!" <<if $success is 1>>Spurred on by the frustration of her treating this like it's just some game, you keep pushing forward with all your might, digging your arms into the walls as you try to overcome her muscles. Unfortunately, the best you can manage is a stalemate, ending up more or less in the same spot you started by the time you both give up to rest a moment.<<else>>Caught off guard by the powerful change in resistance, you're helpless to stop her as she drags you back deeper into her intestines.<</if>> <</append>> <<if ($depth > 5) and ($lastAction is "in")>> <<set $analWillingIntoStomach to true>> <</if>> <<else>> <<include "standardAnalPreyOutcome">> <<include "genericAnalPreyMessages">> <</if>>

<<if ($depth is 1) and ($lastAction is "out")>> <<set $preyName to "escape">> <</if>> <<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "in">> <<if !_firstIn>> <<set _firstIn to true>> <<append "#digestion">> You let out a frustrated sigh. Not only did she put her shorts back on, but she's also sitting on the ground right now--there's absolutely no way you're going to be able to get out the way you came in like this. Reluctantly, you start to try and squirm forward, seeing an escape from her stomach as the only way you stand a chance of getting out of this. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericAnalPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<default>> <<include "genericAnalPreyStruggle">> <</switch>>

<<Time 22.5>>\ <<set _firstTaunt to false>><<set _firstShake to false>>\ <<set $predSS to 37>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "Cherry Anal Pulled In_PreyStruggle">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "Cherry Anal(TEXT)">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "Cherry Anal Pulled In_Actions">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Anal By Cherry- Escape">>\ <<if $preyName is "escape">><<set $preyName to "!ERR:setPreyName">>Encouraged by your progress, you once again start to push yourself backwards, digging your arms into the flesh around you and pressing your feet against her anus. Strangely, you don't feel any resistance from Cherry. Your feet start to slide through the ring of muscle with relative ease... until you feel your toes rub against soft fabric stretched over a hard, flat barrier. No, the fabric is stretched over //you//--it's her underwear, and she's sitting firmly on the floor... "Did you figure it out yet?~" Cherry giggles. "Exit's //*mmh*// closed, $name. This is a one way trip.~" "Cherry, come on!" you say, uselessly trying to push out anyways. "This is ridiculous, just let me out!" <<if $cherryRel > 1>>"Hey, I offered to, but you insisted you'd rather slip around and play in my guts!"<<else>>"Why? It's really funny that I thwarted you by literally just sitting down, I can't ruin that!"<</if>>" she says with a laugh. A quick flex of her muscles pulls your feet back inside, then you feel her caress her belly from the outside. "You're not going anywhere until my tummy has a turn with you.~" Her colon squeezes down on you painfully hard, pulling you deeper through the tight passage with surprising speed. You resign yourself to your fate and let your body go limp as Cherry drags it through her intestines. As unpleasant as it is, it's clear there's not much you could do to resist at this point. She has her own fun with the situation for a little while, stopping to push you back and forth while giggling to herself for a little while, before eventually sending you toward your final destination. You can hear her stomach groaning above you and feel the passage getting tighter. "Alright, here's your stop!" Cherry teases. "Hope you enjoyed the trip.~" The walls tighten around you, and you find yourself pushed forward against what feels like a dead end. But, after a moment, your head starts to squeeze through a small opening up into her stomach. You're treated to a faceful of acid, needing to hold your breath at first as you pass through the already building tide of acid on your way into the chamber. Mercifully, the transfer goes quickly once your shoulders have breached through the opening, and soon you find yourself wrapped in the looser, but more active, embrace of her stomach.<<else>><<if $analWillingIntoStomach>>"Oh alright, if you insist. Come on in~" Cherry says, gently rubbing her belly as she feels you trying to push forward.<<else>>"Alright, here's your stop!" Cherry teases. "Hope you enjoyed the trip!"<</if>> The walls tighten around you and start to push you forward against the sphincter leading to her stomach<<if $analWillingIntoStomach>>, overpowering your own efforts to force yourself through as Cherry takes control<</if>>. After a moment, your head starts to squeeze through the small opening and into the chamber beyond. You're treated to a faceful of acid, needing to hold your breath at first as you pass through the already building tide of acid on your way in. Mercifully, the transfer goes quickly once your shoulders have breached through the opening, and soon you find yourself wrapped in the looser, but more active, embrace of her stomach.<</if>> <<if $eatenByCherry>>"So, is my stomach just like you remember it from yesterday?" she chuckles, giving her belly a taunting pat. "Which //*uurp*// end did you prefer coming in from?"<<else>>"Ooo, nice and //*uurp*// sloshy already...~" she says, pushing her stomach back and forth for a moment to stir up the acid.<</if>> <<if $cherryRel > 1>>"Cherry, come on, you're not really gonna digest me, are you?" you say. "I thought we were friends! Or at least on our way there..." "<<if $analAteOlivia>>Well, I think Olivia felt the same way but<<if $buttSize > 24>> isn't she jiggling around on your booty now?<<elseif $breastSize > 34>> isn't she part of that big rack of yours now?<<else>> I seem to remember watching her crawl up a certain someone's ass...<</if>><<else>>But now you're on your way to being my midnight snack, and that's a pretty good deal too!<</if>>" Cherry replies with a laugh. "Besides, why would I pass up such a good opportunity to deal with a nosy nancy like you?"<<else>>"Ugh, just shut up and get me out of here!" you shout. "Haven't you had your fun?" "What? But my stomach only just got a turn with you!" she says with a laugh. You feel a firm smack from the outside. "There's still plenty of fun left to have.~"<</if>> You grunt in frustration, giving a hard kick to the walls in front of you. You get the feeling that trying to reason with her is just wasting precious time. Her stomach was already gearing up to deal with you before your arrival, the walls already shifting with eager aggression and <<if $acidStage is 1>>a small pool of acid licking at your legs<<else>>the tide of acid almost up to your chest<</if>><<set $sceneAttack to 0>><<set $sceneDefense to 0>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "preyOptions">></div>

<<Time 24>>\ You trudge back through the halls to your own dorm, feeling absolutely disgusting after your trip through Cherry's bowels. The faint sounds of the music from the party can still be heard up until you cross over the bridge back to Karbo. At this point, you can't say you have any interest in going back even once you've cleaned up. When you arrive at your room, you immediately grab a towel and head for the shower. With Emma still occupied with the party, you can be sure you have the room to yourself for a while. You turn on the water<<if $outfitState is "gone">> and immediately step in, eager for relief from the slime that coats your skin.<<else>> and strip off your soiled clothes<<if $outfit is "skimpy">>, <<if $outfitState is "drenched">>setting them aside for now in hopes of being able to salvage them. They don't look too worn down and you'd hate to get rid of something you just bought already<<else>>feeling upset that your brand new outfit was ruined so quickly<</if>>.<</if>> Once the water feels warm enough, you step in, eager for relief from the slime that coats your skin.<</if>> You let yourself relax, feeling the digestive fluids melt away from you and slide down into the drain as you take a nice, long soak. The scent of your soap is almost overwhelming by the time you feel like you've completely cleansed yourself. You take extra care to thoroughly rinse your hair as well, not wanting to take any chance that you missed a spot after what you've been through. Eventually, you step out and dry off, feeling totally refreshed. After peeking out to make sure Emma still isn't back, you walk back out into the main room without bothering to cover yourself. You only make it a few steps before a powerful yawn overtakes you, deciding that it's a perfect time to just call it a night. [[Get ready for bed->September 7th- End of Day]]

<<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "damaged">> <<if $healthThreshold is 1>> <<append "#digestion">> Your head is starting to get foggy and your arms feel weak. The walls of Cherry's stomach keep churning ceaselessly around you, making your skin tingle as they grind her acids against you, encouraged by your faltering resistance if anything. After the trip through her intestines, you're not sure you have the strength in you to overcome a sophomore's stomach... but you aren't quite done yet. @@color:red;If you don't get out soon, though...@@ <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<case "progress">> <<if $progress is 2>> <<append "#digestion">> The walls tremble around you for a moment, her stomach letting out an odd groan. You feel Cherry gently massage her belly and push out a burp, giving her belly a satisfied pat after easing a little pressure. "Wow, usually my ass really squeezes all the juice out of people, but you're holding up pretty well!" she says. "Guess I should have had a bit more fun while you were still down there.~" @@color:chartreuse;You're wearing her down, keep pushing!@@ <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<default>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</switch>>

<<set _roll to random(1,20)>> <<if !_firstTaunt>> <<set _firstTaunt to true>> <<set $predAction to "taunt">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "You know, I still can't get over how perfectly this worked out," Cherry says, poking the sides of her belly in an irritating rhythm. "I was pretty bummed that Kim kicked me out before I got to say hi, since you're the one who invited me and all, so those two showing up with //you// made my night. I couldn't have planned it better myself!" "I didn't invite you!" you snap, giving a frustrated shove to the nearest wall. "Hey, if you couldn't tell I was the type where telling me //*urp*// to stay away was as good as an invitation, that's on you," she chuckles. "So either way, it's all your fault you ended up here.~" <</append>> <<elseif $progress < 2>> <<if $lastAction is "rest">> <<set $predAction to "shake">> <<if !_firstShake>> <<set _firstShake to true>> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "C'mon, what are you waiting for? You'll never get out like that!" Cherry says. "What, did something happen before this that has you feeling a little tired? Too bad!" She grabs the sides of her belly and starts to shake it back and forth, sending the built up acid splashing all over the place. You try your best to keep yourself steady, even Cherry's stomach groaning in mild irritation from all the movement. She's showing no signs of slowing down in her assault. "Let's see a little //*URP*// action in there, lazy bones!" <</append>> <<else>> <<include "preyPredAction">> <</if>> <<elseif $lastAction != "brace">> <<set $predAction to "taunt">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "tease">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <</if>> <<else>> <<if ($lastAction is "rest") or ($lastAction is "brace")>> <<set $predAction to "tease">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "squeeze">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <</if>> <</if>>

<<Time 23>>\ You kick and shove furiously at the walls of Cherry's stomach, refusing to let it end like this. You can't have made it all the way through your first week just to meet your end by getting shoved up a sophomore's ass! As you rage against your fate, one good kick seems to hit just the right spot, and the walls clamp down hard around you. "Woop, shoot, may have overdone it..." Cherry says in a strained tone. You can feel her clutching her gut. Your head starts to squeeze up into her esophagus, inching forward through the tight tunnel as Cherry tries to swallow you back down. But, her resistance doesn't last long, and before long you're surging towards freedom. Your acid soaked body slides out from between her lips and onto the floor of her dorm, fully completing your trip through the mischievous redhead's digestive tract. You cough and carefully push yourself up off the ground, feeling<<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 1>> extremely<</if>> disoriented and weak from the experience<<if $tempPlayerInebriation>>, your head spinning from all the movement thanks to the alcohol in your system<</if>>. <<if $turn < 3>>Your body is drenched in slimy fluids, but luckily you don't feel much worse for wear after your long journey through her digestive tract.<<elseif $turn < 8>>Your outfit is in tatters after the time you spent stewing in her gut, and your whole body feels stiff and sore from being constricted for so long.<<else>>It's immediately evident from the chill running along your skin that you've been stripped completely naked by your extended stay in her stomach, and your whole body feels so stiff that it's difficult to move at all.<</if>> Cherry smiles down at you, already recovered from your escape and sitting casually on her bed. "Not bad $name! I hope you enjoyed the tour," she snickers. <<if $cherryDay6FullTour>>"You've gone all the way through me both ways now, and in just two days! Which did you like better?" "Neither..." you grumble. "It was disgusting both times, I'm never making the trip again..." "Aw, never say never!" she says with a mischievous laugh.<<else>> "Not a bit, that was disgusting... humiliating..." you grumble, glaring at her. "Aw, no need to be mean! My tummy tried it's best to show you a good time," she says with a mischievous laugh.<</if>> "If you're gonna be mad at anyone, be mad at those two girls that brought you here, they knew exactly what they were doing! I was just doing my part to help out my underclassmen." "You are..! Ugh, I need a shower..." you grumble, heading for the door. You're more interested in getting clean than anything else at this point. "Come again soon!" Cherry calls out after you with a laugh. <<include "playerPreyEscape">>[[Head back to your dorm->September 7th- Night]]

<<if _dare is 0>>\ <<if _accepted>>\ <<set _accepted to false>>\ <<if $outfit is "skimpy">>\ <<set $tempDare to "write">>\ <<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 1>>"Sure thing, go for it!" you reply with a grin. "<<else>>"You want to..." you say, thinking over what she just said. You shrug--what's the worst that could happen? "You know what, sure, I'll take that dare. <</if>>Nothing on my face though." "Fine by me! Be right back," Abby says, nudging Sofia's feet away for now. She hops up and hurries over to retrieve the marker, then returns with an eager grin. "Alright, lean back a little so I can get a good angle." You nervously oblige, stretching yourself out so that Abby has full access to your <<if $fullness > 0>>bloated <<elseif $fat > 34>>pudgy <</if>>stomach. She writes "slut" above your navel, leaning back to admire her handiwork for a moment before passing the marker off to Sofia. <<if $breastSize > 17>>With a sly smile, she goes for the top of your left breast, writing her name right along the line of your cleavage and winking at you.<<else>>After stopping to think for a moment, she gets a sly smile and bends over to write her name on one of your thighs, winking at you.<</if>> She dots the I with a heart. Next up is the chubby blonde, who immediately goes for your stomach again... and rescues you from Abby's mark by adding "disposal" with a heart next to it under your belly button. She gives you a thumbs up and a lazy smile before passing the marker off to Jada. Unlike the others, she moves behind you and writes something fairly long on your lower back. "Hey, that's definitely more than one thing!" you protest. "The dare was to let us each write //something//, no one said it had to be one word," she says. "Well..." you say with a sigh. "What did you write?" "That's for people behind you to know," she snickers. The others all laugh after taking a peek at whatever message is now displayed on your back, then return to their position in the circle, Abby resuming her foot massage now that the dare is settled. You sigh and spin the bottle, already starting to come up with a few ideas. It comes to a stop pointed at Sofia. "Oh, already!" she says. "Whatcha got for me $name?~"\ <<else>>\ <<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 1>>"Aw, I'm flattered you want to see more," you giggle.<<else>>"Yeah, I figured that's where this was headed," you say with a sigh<<if $trialParticipant>>, getting brief flashbacks to the //other// party you attended this week<</if>>. "I'm game though!"<</if>> You smile and lock eyes with her, <<if $outfit is "uniform">>grabbing the edges of your jacket and pulling it off. You toss it in front of you and begin unbuttoning your shirt, <<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 1>>starting from the bottom to give your audience a bit more of a tease and <</if>>adding it to the pile once it's off. Finally, you stand up and slide off your skirt,<<else>>grabbing the bottom of your shirt. In one quick motion, you pull it up over your head and toss it aside. Then, you stand up and slide your <<if $outfit is "light">>skirt<<else>>shorts<</if>> off,<</if>> <<if $buttSize > 39>>blushing as you get a few cheers from some people that aren't even in the group when you bend over with your ass exposed. You're left with nothing on but your bra and panties for everyone at the party to see<<else>>leaving you in nothing but your bra and panties for everyone at the party to see. You can tell you're blushing, a little embarrassed to be so exposed<<if $fat > 34>>, though a nervous smile creeps onto your lips when someone outside the group playing the game whistles in approval<</if>><</if>>. "Yeah, that's what I'm talking about!" Abby says with a grin. She's still dutifully massaging Sofia's feet. "Looking good, girl.~"<<if $breastSize > 44>> "Woah, I think you're even bigger than me..." Jada says, briefly touching a hand to her chest as she stares.<</if>> "Enjoy it while you can," you say with a flustered smile, grabbing the bottle and giving it a spin. "My turn now, and I'm not sure I'll go easy after this." "Oh, already!" Sofia says as the bottle comes to a stop in her direction. "Whatcha got for me $name?~"\ <<set $lastOutfit to $outfit>><<set $outfit to "underwear">><<set $tempDare to "strip">>\ <</if>>\ <<else>>\ <<set $tempPlayerInebriation += 3>>\ "Yeah no, I'll just take the drink," you say. "Bit too much for me." "Aw, you guys are no fun..." Abby pouts. "But fiiiine. One of you guys pour her a drink, my hands are a little busy right now." "Am I pouring a shot, or giving her what you gave me?" Jada teases, grabbing the bottle. She pours you a shot without waiting for a response. "Hey, it wasn't //that// off," Abby chuckles. "Bottom's up $name!" You take the cup and immediately throw back the shot, not giving yourself time to think about it. A burning sensation spreads through your chest for a moment and you grimace, but it passes fairly quickly. You tip the cup upside down to prove you drank it all before setting it down. "Okay, I'm up..." you say, grabbing the bottle and giving it a spin. It comes to a stop pointed at Sofia. "Oh, already!" she says. "Whatcha got for me $name?~"\ <</if>> \ <<link "Dare her to let you sit on her face">><<set _yourDare to 0>><<replace "#choice2">><<include "drink or dare">><</replace>><</link>> <<link "Dare her to swallow her necklace">><<set _yourDare to 1>><<replace "#choice2">><<include "drink or dare">><</replace>><</link>> <<link "Dare her to only speak in pig latin for the rest of the game">><<set _yourDare to 2>><<replace "#choice2">><<include "drink or dare">><</replace>><</link>> \ <<elseif _dare is 1>>\ <<if _yourDare is 0>><<set $playerFreak += 1>><<set $partyFaceSit to true>><<set $tempHornyDare to true>><<set $playerHorny += 1>>\ You smirk, <<if $tempDare != "none">>ready to raise the stakes after your dare<<else>>feeling emboldened by the dares that have already been made<</if>>. "I dare you... to let me sit on your face until your next turn," you say. "Ohoho, $name came ready to play!" Abby says with a grin. "You should do it Sofia, sounds hot.~" Sofia is taken aback at first, but as she looks<<if $outfit is "underwear">> over your newly exposed body<<else>> you over<</if>> her lips slowly curl back into a smile and red floods her cheeks. "How bold...<<if $buttSize > 39>> but with an ass like that, how could I resist?<</if>> I'll do it~" she says. "But Abby still needs to keep up this massage. And I'll have to make my dare for this turn before you claim your seat." "Yeah, fair enough," you say<<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 1>>. "I'll get my butt nice and ready while you take care of that.~"<<else>>, suddenly more nervous yourself now that you're actually going through with it.<</if>> She gives the bottle a spin, landing on the blonde girl as her target. "Oh good, Harper's finally getting some action!" Abby chuckles. <<if $outfit is "underwear">>"Hmm, let's see..." Sofia says, tapping her chin. She glances around the area, then gets a mischievous smile. "Oh, I've got a good one for you. Harper, I dare you to swallow $name's clothes!" "What!?" you say. "Hold on a second, you can't--" "Sure, I'll do it," Harper says very nonchalantly. She grabs your discarded clothes off the ground before you can think to stop her. "Sorry $name, my face has a toll~" Sofia giggles. You watch with your mouth slightly agape as <<if ($lastOutfit is "light") and !$ateJackie and !$trialSavedByNadia>>your brand new outfit is claimed by Harper's stomach<<else>>your hope of regaining your decency for the rest of the party is ripped away by Harper's stomach<</if>>. She doesn't hesitate even a little, shoving your shirt into her mouth as if there was nothing strange about it. As the last of it gets sucked past her lips, she balls up your <<if ($lastOutfit is "light") or ($lastOutfit is "uniform")>>skirt and shoves it<<else>>shorts and shoves them<</if>> in right behind it, swallowing down the wad of fabric in a single gulp that sends a clear bulge sliding down her throat.<<if $lastOutfit is "uniform">> Finally, she rolls up your jacket and sends it down the hatch to be reunited with the rest of the uniform.<</if>> She smiles and pats her chubby belly with both hands. "All //*urp*// gone!" she says, getting a cheer from everyone else.<<if $lastOutfit is "uniform">> A button from your shirt flicks out of her mouth and clatters to the floor alongside her burp. "Tasted kind of lemony..."<</if>> "Great..." you grumble, shooting Sofia a dirty look. "Aw, don't look so mad," she says, still giggling. "I already have my punishment lined up, remember?" She lays down on her back, then gestures to her face and beckons you over. "Your throne awaits, m'lady.~"<<else>>"Hmm, let's see..." Sofia says, tapping her chin. She looks Harper over, seeming a bit stumped at first, then gets a mischievous smile. "Okay I've got one! $name has me thinking about butts. Harper, I dare you to let me spank you! We'll say five times, but I can go as hard as I want.~" "Nah, sorry, I'm not into that," Harper replies with a subtle shake of her head. She holds out a hand, snapping it open and closed a few times. "Drink please!" As the only one not engaged in any sort of dare right now, Jada handles pouring the shot<<if $tempDare is "none">> again<</if>>. Somehow, Harper doesn't seem effected at all when she throws it back, not even a slight wince. "Aw, that's too bad, but fair," Sofia says. She looks at you with a nervous smile, then lays down on her back. She gestures to her face and beckons you over. "Your throne awaits, m'lady.~"<</if>> With <<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 1>>an eager grin<<else>>a nervous smile<</if>>, you stand up and walk over to her. You carefully ease yourself down onto your knees with your legs straddling her shoulders, facing toward her feet. Abby is watching you excitedly while she continues her massage. "Ready?" you say. You look back over your shoulder at her--her face is bright red as she stares at your ass looming over her<<if $buttSize > 39>>, almost drooling at the sight of the plump cheeks that are about to smother her<<elseif $fat > 49>>. Her expression looks more nervous than when she initially agreed, perhaps starting to realize just how much weight she'll be pinned under<</if>>. "As I'll ever be," she says. "Just remember to ease off to let me breathe every now and then, okay?" <<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 1>>"No promises~" you tease.<<else>>"Yeah, of course," you say.<</if>> With that, you take your seat, easing yourself down until you feel your ass press against her face. She tenses up and instinctively reaches toward her head at first before forcing herself to relax and submit to being smothered by your<<if $outfit != "normal">> bare<</if>> cheeks.<<if $buttSize > 39>>She's completely enveloped by your plush behind, her head all but vanishing beneath all the chub you've built up down there from your diet this week.<</if>><<if ($outfit is "light") or ($outfit is "skimpy") or ($outfit is "uniform")>> Your skirt drapes over what little of her head would still be visible, completely sealing her beneath you.<</if>> <<if $outfit is "underwear">>Still a little angry about what she did to your clothes, you grind against her a little as you work yourself into a comfortable position. You can feel the bump of her nose pressing directly into your crotch.<<else>>You blush as you let yourself get into a comfortable position on top of her, feeling the bump of her nose press directly into your crotch.<</if>><<if ($tempPlayerInebriation > 1) and ($analAteOlivia or ($wrongClassroomStars is "failed")) and ($outfit != "normal")>> Your heartbeat quickens a little as memories of your experience with Olivia earlier in the week start to come back into your mind, the thought creeping into your head that from this position if you were to just slide your panties to the side... but you shake off the idea.<</if>> "Haha, yes! This is exactly the sort of thing I was hoping for from this game," Abby cheers. "Does she make a good seat?" <<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 1>>"Oh yeah, I might not want to give it up!" you say with a laugh.<<else>>"Y-Yeah..." you say meekly. Despite it being your idea, you're feeling a little uncomfortable doing this in such a public spot<<if $outfit is "underwear">>, especially while dressed in nothing but your underwear<</if>>.<</if>> "I really can't believe she said yes to that," Jada chuckles, shaking her head. "If you guys are in the same spot now, whose turn is it when the bottle points that way?" "Oh, good point!" Abby says. She grabs one of Sofia's sandals and tosses it over toward the spot in the circle you used to be. "We'll say that's Sofia until the bottle lands there and frees her from being $name's cushion, okay? Let's keep going, you're up Harper!" The game carries on, Sofia's current position beneath your ass while Abby massages her feet catching a few confused--or <<if $buttSize > 24>>more often<<else>>perhaps<</if>> envious--stares from other partygoers. It only takes a few turns for things to return back to normal: After Harper's dare, Jada lands on Abby, ending her massage, then Abby immediately gets Sofia when she spins the bottle, sending you back to your normal seat on the floor. Her hair is disheveled and she has an almost shell-shocked expression when she's finally freed from beneath you<<if $buttSize > 39>>--though not only does she not voice any regrets, in her daze state she actively thanks you and compliments your incredible ass<<else>>, though she doesn't voice any regrets<</if>>. Another few rounds pass, most choosing to drink, until...\ <<elseif _yourDare is 1>>\ You smile and nod, getting a fun idea. "Alright Sofia, I dare you to swallow your necklace!" "Huh..." she says, cocking her head a little. She looks down at her necklace for a moment, then shrugs. "You know what, it's pretty cute but it was a gift from a shitty ex, I won't miss it that much. I'll do it!" She unhooks the necklace and takes one last look at it before lifting it up overhead and tilting her head back. Making a bit of a show of it, she slowly lowers it down into her waiting mouth. The heart charm vanishes between her lips, gradually followed by the beaded chain. She swallows just once, sending a slight bulge down her throat, then tilts her head back to face everyone with her tongue sticking out, proving that it's gone. "There, easy," she says. She pokes her stomach and giggles. "That was a fun one! Now let's see who's next..." She gives the bottle a spin, landing on the blonde girl as her target. "Oh good, Harper's finally getting some action!" Abby chuckles. <<if $outfit is "underwear">>"Hmm, let's see..." Sofia says, tapping her chin. She glances around the area, then gets a mischievous smile. "You know, I think $name stumbled on a great concept there. Harper, I dare you to swallow $name's clothes!" "What!?" you say. "Hold on a second, you can't--" "Sure, I'll do it," Harper says very nonchalantly. She grabs your discarded clothes off the ground before you can think to stop her. "Sorry $name, I want you to stay like this all night~" Sofia giggles. You watch with your mouth slightly agape as <<if ($lastOutfit is "light") and !$ateJackie and !$trialSavedByNadia>>your brand new outfit is claimed by Harper's stomach<<else>>your hope of regaining your decency for the rest of the party is ripped away by Harper's stomach<</if>>. She doesn't hesitate even a little, shoving your shirt into her mouth as if there was nothing strange about it. As the last of it gets sucked past her lips, she balls up your <<if ($lastOutfit is "light") or ($lastOutfit is "uniform")>>skirt and shoves it<<else>>shorts and shoves them<</if>> in right behind it, swallowing down the wad of fabric in a single gulp that sends a clear bulge sliding down her throat.<<if $lastOutfit is "uniform">> Finally, she rolls up your jacket and sends it down the hatch to be reunited with the rest of the uniform.<</if>> She smiles and pats her chubby belly with both hands. "All //*urp*// gone!" she says, getting a cheer from everyone else.<<if $lastOutfit is "uniform">> A button from your shirt flicks out of her mouth and clatters to the floor alongside her burp. "Tasted kind of lemony..."<</if>> "Great..." you grumble, shooting Sofia a dirty look.<<else>>"Hmm, let's see..." Sofia says, tapping her chin. She looks Harper over, seeming a bit stumped at first, then gets a mischievous smile. "Okay I've got one! Harper, I dare you to let me spank you! We'll say five times, but I can go as hard as I want.~" "Nah, sorry, I'm not into that," Harper replies with a subtle shake of her head. She holds out a hand, snapping it open and closed a few times. "Drink please!" With Abby<<if $tempDare is "none">> still<</if>> occupied by her massage, Jada handles pouring the shot<<if $tempDare is "none">> again<</if>>. Somehow, Harper doesn't seem effected at all when she throws it back, not even a slight wince. "Aw, that's too bad, but fair," Sofia says.<</if>> The game carries on, the next few dares mostly being rejected in favor of drinking. Abby finally gets picked again after a couple rounds, finally relieving her of massage duty. When she makes her spin...\ <<else>>\ "Okay, uh, how about..." you say, pausing to think. Something fun and low stakes pops into your head. "I dare you to only talk in pig latin for the rest of the game!" Sofia tilts her head at you, clearly confused. "Talk in... what?" "You know, like 'alkingtay ikelay isthay'?" Abby chimes in. She laughs. "That's actually really cute $name, I wasn't expecting any wholesome dares!" "Ooooh, is that what that's called? Haha, yeah that's so innocent!<<if $tempDare != "none">> And right after what Abby did to you, you're too nice,<</if>>" Sofia says, grinning. "Funny enough though? You got me with that one, I'll take the drink," she laughs. "Even if I wasn't boozed up right now, no way could I handle talking like that for long." Jada pours her a shot, then she gives the bottle a spin while she downs it. It comes to a stop pointing at the chubby blonde. "Oh good, Harper's finally getting some action!" Abby chuckles. <<if $outfit is "underwear">>"Hmm, let's see..." Sofia says, tapping her chin. She glances around the area, then gets a mischievous smile. "Alright, I feel a little bad about this after how easy she went on me, but I've got one. Harper, I dare you to swallow $name's clothes!" "What!?" you say. "Hold on a second, you can't--" "Sure, I'll do it," Harper says very nonchalantly. She grabs your discarded clothes off the ground before you can think to stop her. "Sorry $name, I want you to stay like this all night~" Sofia giggles. "I'll understand if you hit me hard next dare." You watch with your mouth slightly agape as <<if ($lastOutfit is "light") and !$ateJackie and !$trialSavedByNadia>>your brand new outfit is claimed by Harper's stomach<<else>>your hope of regaining your decency for the rest of the party is ripped away by Harper's stomach<</if>>. She doesn't hesitate even a little, shoving your shirt into her mouth as if there was nothing strange about it. As the last of it gets sucked past her lips, she balls up your <<if ($lastOutfit is "light") or ($lastOutfit is "uniform")>>skirt and shoves it<<else>>shorts and shoves them<</if>> in right behind it, swallowing down the wad of fabric in a single gulp that sends a clear bulge sliding down her throat.<<if $lastOutfit is "uniform">> Finally, she rolls up your jacket and sends it down the hatch to be reunited with the rest of the uniform.<</if>> She smiles and pats her chubby belly with both hands. "All //*urp*// gone!" she says, getting a cheer from everyone else.<<if $lastOutfit is "uniform">> A button from your shirt flicks out of her mouth and clatters to the floor alongside her burp. "Tasted kind of lemony..."<</if>> "Great..." you grumble, shooting Sofia a dirty look.<<else>>"Hmm, let's see..." Sofia says, tapping her chin. She looks Harper over, seeming a bit stumped at first, then gets a mischievous smile. "Okay I've got one! Harper, I dare you to let me spank you! We'll say five times, but I can go as hard as I want.~" "Nah, sorry, I'm not into that," Harper replies with a subtle shake of her head. She holds out a hand, snapping it open and closed a few times. "Drink please!" With Abby still occupied by her massage, Jada handles pouring the shot again. Somehow, Harper doesn't seem effected at all when she throws it back, not even a slight wince. "Aw, that's too bad, but fair," Sofia says.<</if>> The game carries on, the next few dares mostly being rejected in favor of drinking. Abby finally gets picked again after a couple rounds, finally relieving her of massage duty. When she makes her spin...\ <</if>> "Woo, finally!" Abby cheers as the bottle comes to a stop. "Alright Jada, titty check. You know what my dare is, you ready to share with us yet?" Jada throws her head back and laughs, then sighs. With a sly smile, she untucks her shirt and slowly pulls it up, adjusting her grip to lift her bra as well when she gets there. Her breasts lift up with her at first, then drop free, putting her heavy bust on full display. She wiggles around a bit to make them bounce for a few seconds before pulling her shirt back down. Abby, along with a few people that happened to be standing nearby, cheer for her. "That good enough for you?" Jada chuckles. "Hell yeah, you rock Jada!" Abby laughs. Jada shakes her head as she goes to spin the bottle. Before it comes to a stop, a glint on the floor catches her eye. "Oh shit, knocked my key loose doing that..." she says, picking up the object and quickly reaching under her shirt to return it to her bra. An idea clearly strikes her and a smile spreads across her lips just as the bottle settles... pointed right at you. "Okay $name, that actually gave me a fun idea. I dare you... to let me swallow your room key, then reach into my stomach to get it back." \ <<link "Take the dare">><<set _accepted to true>><<set $tempJadaDare to true>><<replace "#choice3">><<include "drink or dare">><</replace>><</link>> <<link "Drink">><<replace "#choice3">><<include "drink or dare">><</replace>><</link>>\ \ <<else>>\ <<if _accepted>>\ "That... sounds like a plot to eat me," you say. "Ha! Yeah I guess that's fair, but I'm serious! Just gotta get your arm in there and root around a bit," she says with a smirk. "Come on, Kim would kick my ass if I tried to swallow you, it'll be fine!" "You know what? Fuck it, I'll do it," you say with a grin. You pull out your key and toss it to her. "Haha, yes! This sounds so gross, it's gonna be great!" Abby cheers. Jada sticks out her tongue and presses the key against it, pulling both back between her lips. She swallows, then opens her mouth wide, showing that it's completely empty. Lifting her shirt back up a little, she gives her stomach a poke to mark the key's arrival. "Alright $name, come and get it~" she says. You get up and walk over to the other side of the circle, kneeling down in front of her. She opens her mouth invitingly. You hesitate for a moment, then decide to just go for it. <<if $outfit is "uniform">>After rolling up your sleeves and gently bracing one hand against her shoulder<<else>>With one hand gently braced against her shoulder<</if>>, you reach your other into her mouth, sliding your fingers past her tongue. She swallows and your heart skips a beat, but you notice that she's trying to keep her throat held open for you. Slowly, you inch your hand down the tight, slick tunnel of her esophagus, her neck visibly bulging from the intrusion. By the time you feel your fingers push out into the more open space of her stomach, you're elbow deep in her mouth. "Oh this is so weird..." you mutter. "Weirdly kinda hot though..." Abby says, having moved to get a better view of the action after you started. "Just me?" "Looks uncomfy," Harper chimes in. <<if $outfit is "underwear">>She absentmindedly rubs her stomach. "I'm glad she didn't dare her to get her clothes back..."<</if>> You grimace as your hand pushes through the warm puddle of alcohol and who knows what else that Jada's stomach is currently working through. Your fingers touch down on the squishy flesh at the bottom of her stomach without any sign of the key, forcing you to swish your hand around until you finally bump into something hard. You get a tight grip on it, confirming that it's definitely your key, and breathe a sigh of relief. "Got it..." you say. When you start to pull back, Jada's throat tightens. She swallows, and your arm is pulled a little deeper. "H-Hey!" Her eyes crease with an attempt at a smile as she loosens her throat again, letting you pull your hand back out of her. You take a wary step back before holding up the key for everyone to see. Both it and most of your lower arm are coated in slimy fluids from their dip into Jada's insides. "Heh, had you for a second there, huh?" she chuckles, rubbing her throat. You doubt reaching in and out like that was particularly pleasant for her.\ <<else>>\ <<set $tempPlayerInebriation += 3>>\ "That... sounds like a plot to eat me," you say. "Ha! Yeah I guess that's fair, but I'm serious! Just gotta get your arm in there and root around a bit," she says with a smirk. "Come on, Kim would kick my ass if I tried to swallow you, it'll be fine!" "Yeah, even if I //did// totally trust you, that still sounds super gross," you say with a laugh. "I'll pass, someone pour me a shot." "Laaame, it wouldn't be that bad," she chuckles, grabbing the bottle of vodka. She starts to pour you a drink, only to pause. "Oh shit, we're just about out actually. Just drink the rest, it's about a shot's worth." You take the bottle from her and, after confirming that it is actually pretty much empty, shrug and bring it to your lips. Throwing your head back, you choke down every bit of liquid that's left. You close your eyes and shiver as it hits you hard. When you open them again...\ <</if>> "Hey, get off! HELP!" Abby suddenly screams. You all turn your attention to find her struggling against a somewhat burly, short-haired blonde. The new girl has Abby's head halfway in her mouth, and before any of you can think to intervene she's already down to her neck. Luckily, that's when Kim steps in. Placing a hand on each of them, she forcefully separates them, a slight popping sound ringing out as Abby's head is freed from the girl's jaws. "What the hell Kim!" the brawny girl snaps. "Mind your own damn business!" Abby scrambles away from her, looking pretty grossed out by the saliva coating her head just received. Everyone nearby has their attention turned to Kim and the would-be predator. "This is a freshman only party, Tammy, and there's no eating each other regardless," Kim says in a stern tone. She looks angrier than you think you've seen her before. "Leave." "Fuck that! School rules say I can eat whoever I want, and that drunk bitch made herself an easy mark!" the girl replies, aggressively jabbing a finger toward Kim while she talks. "They're never gonna learn to survive here if you keep coddling them!" "I think they've learned plenty this week, this party is a chance to unwind. Now leave, you're not welcome here," Kim says. "Last time I'm asking." "Oh whatever, I am sick and--//mmph!//" The moment it's clear Tammy isn't leaving, Kim takes the nuclear option. She grabs her and starts to swallow her head, hugging her tight against her body to keep her arms completely locked down. As soon as Tammy's shoulders pass through her lips, Kim starts to lift her up overhead, swallowing her down as quickly and efficiently as she can. In less than a minute, there's a squirming bulge in Kim's gut and the problem is solved. She stifles a burp with a somewhat sheepish look on her face. "Sorry everyone, I know I broke my own rule here but it was just to--" "Wooo, you show her Kim!" "She had it coming!" "You're the best!" Kim's apology is quickly cut off by cheers from all over the party. Whatever worries she had about losing people's trust were clearly unfounded. "Right, well the problem is taken care of then," she says, resting one hand on her bloated belly. Her sweater has mostly stretched to accommodate it, but it's riding up enough to leave a small strip of her midriff exposed. "I'll still be keeping an eye out, please enjoy the rest of the night!" She gives everyone a friendly wave, then walks off deeper into the party with the troublemaker in tow. You're pretty sure you spot Emma hurrying up to talk with her just before she disappears into the crowd. Soon, everything is back to normal as if nothing had happened. "You okay Abby?" Jada asks. "Bleh, that was a close one..." Abby mutters. Her hair and face are coated in Tammy's saliva. "I'll be back, but I've gotta find a towel or something to dry off..."<<if _accepted>> "Yeah I should probably go wash off my hand too," you chime in.<</if>> "That's //deeefinitely// a good idea," Sofia chuckles. "We're <<if _accepted>>almost <</if>>out of vodka anyway, maybe we just call the game there?" "Yeah, good time for it I guess," Abby says. "Thanks for playing everyone, this was a great time!" Everyone echoes the sentiment and gives a pleasant farewell before dispersing elsewhere into the party, leaving you on your own once again<<if ($tempDare is "none") or !_accepted>>, though quite a bit more drunk than before<</if>>. <<if _accepted>>You quickly duck out to the nearest bathroom to wash your hands, then return to the party to find out what else it has in store for you<<if $outfit is "underwear">>, feeling a bit self conscious about walking around in just your underwear but not quite ready to call it a night yet<</if>>.<<else>><<if $outfit is "underwear">>Though you feel a bit self conscious about walking around in just your underwear, you're not quite ready to call it a night yet. <</if>>You start to wander around a little, wondering what else the party has in store for you.<</if>> [[The party carries on->September 7th- Emma's Party Late]]\ <</if>>\ <<set _dare += 1>>

<<if (($strength < 2) or ($resilience < 3)) and !(($emmaRel > 2) or ($sunnyRel > 2))>><<set _eaten to true>><<else>><<set _eaten to false>><</if>>\ <<set _horny to 0>><<set _horny += $sunnyFlirt>><<set _horny += $samRomancePlayerInit>>/* if it isn't 0 and you made it here the point comes from choosing to flirt with Sam but not asking her out so I'm counting it for this */<<if $nadiaRel > 0>><<set _horny += 1>><</if>><<if $tempHornyDare>><<set _horny += 1>><</if>>\ <<if _horny > 1>><<set _hornyEnd to true>><<set _friendEnd to false>><<elseif ($emmaRel > 2) or ($sunnyRel > 2)>><<set _friendEnd to true>><<set _hornyEnd to false>><<else>><<set _hornyEnd to false>><<set _friendEnd to false>><</if>>\ <<if $totalPrey > 5>><<set _pred to true>><<else>><<set _pred to false>><</if>>\ <<if _eaten>><<Time 25.5>><<else>>\ <<Time 28>><</if>><<set $day7Blackout to true>>\ <<if _eaten>>\ <<done>> <<addclass "body" "digestion">> <<addclass "body" "acid2">> <<script>> $(".passage").addClass("digestion"); $(".passage").addClass("acid2"); <</script>> <</done>>\ You groan, rubbing your head as you come to with a splitting headache. It's strangely difficult to reach far enough, and your hand feels... wet? You can't remember what you were doing and your head is hazy, like you're still half asleep. You're //definitely// still drunk at least--the whole room feels like it's shaking and shifting around you. You try to sit up to get your bearings, only to bump your head into something soft... and slimy. Your heart skips a beat and panic jolts you fully awake. A groan that definitely didn't come from you rings through your ears, and the constant wet splashing and sloshing that's been filling the air finally registers in your brain. You're more than half submerged in hot, tingling liquid and the air is stained with the overpowering stench of alcohol. And the room doesn't just //feel// like it's shaking, it //is// shaking and swaying around. Cramped and wrapped tight by warm flesh, the truth of your situation becomes abundantly clear: You're in someone's stomach. You don't get the feeling you're a recent addition to the pool of acid and alcohol you're sitting in either. Judging by how full it is and the fact that you can't feel your clothes, you've been stewing in here for quite a while. You must have gotten so drunk that you blacked out, then got yourself eaten while you weren't fully conscious. "H-Hey! Get me out of here..!" you try to shout. You doubt whoever your predator is even heard you, you could hardly hear yourself over the sloshing of her acid and the muffled music coming from outside. Whoever ate you, she seems to be dancing like there's no tomorrow, unhindered by her belly somehow. You can feel yourself getting swung side to side and shaken around with her movements, the mixture of booze and stomach acid swirling chaotically around you without ever being given a chance to settle. Though you already feel weak, you push your hands out against the walls in desperation, trying to stabilize yourself at least so you can think straight. That proves to be a mistake... or maybe a mercy. The shifting in her gut finally throws the girl off balance and she stumbles forward. You feel weightless for a moment, then everything goes dark. Crushed between the floor and the full weight of the girl's body crashing down onto you, your weakened form is knocked unconscious again, this time for good... <<include "Life Lost">><<if $difficulty != "hard">> <<back [[Or click here to return to the start of the party and drink a bit more responsibly|September 7th- Emma's Party Start]]>><</if>>\ <<elseif _hornyEnd>>\ You groan, rubbing your head as you come to with a splitting headache. You can't remember what you were doing and your head is hazy, still half asleep. There's an odd weight pressing down on you, and your right hand is resting on something soft and warm.<<if _pred>> You also feel... bloated.<</if>> A yawn overtakes you and you start to try and sit up, but <<if _pred>>the heavy weight resting<<else>>whatever is<</if>> on top of you offers too much resistance. You finally blink your eyes open to see what's going on. It takes you a couple minutes to process the sight you're met with. You're laying on one of the couches in the lounge, and the weight you've been feeling<<if _pred>>... is two separate things: your gut is bulging out with what remains of someone you don't remember eating, and there's a girl you don't recognize at all laying on top of you.<<else>> on top of you... is a girl you don't recognize at all.<</if>> She's out cold, partially draped over you with her head resting on <<if $breastSize > 17>>your right breast<<else>>your chest<</if>><<if _pred>> and one hand caressing your bloated belly<</if>>, while your idle hand is planted on her ass in turn. <<if $outfit is "underwear">>Her shirt is laying<<else>>Both of your shirts are laying<</if>> on the ground beside you, and you spot your bra draped over the top of the couch as well, leaving her in just jeans and a bra while you're completely topless. You can see a few faint lipstick marks on your chest<<if _pred>> and stomach<</if>> that match hers. You feel your face getting hot as the situation fully registers and snaps you out of your confusion. You may have had a //little// too much to drink tonight. <<if _pred>>Your belly audibly sloshes as you ease yourself up into a sitting position, a belch that slightly burns your throat rumbling up from your stomach after the movement as well. Somehow, even after the noise and disruption of being nudged off of you, the mystery girl doesn't stir even a little bit. She is //out//. With bleary eyes and a strained expression from the ache still throbbing through your head, you gently inspect your gut with one hand. It's soft and squishy, whoever it was already nothing but mush at this point. You can only hope it wasn't anyone important that ended up in there.<<else>>Easing the girl off of you as gently as you can, you shift off of the couch and get to your feet, a serious ache still throbbing through your head. Somehow, she doesn't stir even a little. She is //out//. You put your bra back on before worrying about anything else.<</if>> The party is clearly over by now--other than a second girl passed out and snoring on one of the other couches, the room is quiet and empty. It's also in a bit of a state of disarray after everything that must have happened tonight. You aren't sure what time it is, but you can see through the windows that it's still dark out at least. <<if $outfit is "underwear">><<if _pred>>After putting your bra back on, you initially start to look around for the rest of your clothes before<<else>>You look around for the rest of your clothes for a moment before<</if>> the dare from earlier in the night finally comes back to you and you remember that they're currently just sludge in Harper's gut, if there's even anything left at all at this point. Even if you're out of luck, you have the courtesy to pick up the mystery girl's shirt<<else>><<if _pred>>After putting your bra back on, you<<else>>You<</if>> grab your shirt off the ground, having the courtesy to pick up the mystery girl's as well<</if>> and drape it over her so she's a bit less exposed. Then, you start to trudge back to your dorm, more than ready to lay back down and get some rest in a safer location. [[Turn in for the night->September 7th- End of Day]]\ <<elseif _friendEnd>>\ You groan, rubbing your head as you come to with a splitting headache. You can't remember what you were doing and your head is hazy, still half asleep<<if _pred>>, and your stomach feels... heavy<</if>>. It takes a little while for your disorientation to clear, but you're laying down somewhere comfortable and warm at least. Eventually, you sit up and take a look around... realizing with some surprise that you're in your bed with a blanket draped over you, even though the last thing you remember is being at the party. You must have drank so much you blacked out, but someone was nice enough to help you back to your dorm.<<if _pred>> Another realization--one that probably should have been more immediately obvious--strikes as a burp that slightly burns your throat rumbles up from your stomach: your belly is bulging out with what remains of someone you have absolutely no memory of eating. It sloshes audibly as you shift into a more comfortable sitting position. With bleary eyes and a strained expression from the ache still throbbing through your head, you gently inspect your gut with one hand. It's soft and squishy, whoever it was already nothing but mush at this point. You can only hope it wasn't anyone important that ended up in there.<</if>> A <<if _pred>>groaning sound that definitely didn't come from //your// gut directs your attention to the other side of the room<<else>>gurgling sound coming from the other side of the room gets your attention<</if>>. It's tough to see in the dark, but once your eyes adjust you're met by the sight of Emma, still in her party outfit, asleep above the covers of her bed... with <<if _pred>>her own<<else>>a<</if>> big, distended gut that could have only come from eating someone. <<if $pacifist>>You're a little shocked, but you suppose she did imply that she was more voracious when drunk.<<else>>You smirk at the rare sight, feeling a little disappointed that you weren't around to witness her doing the deed.<</if>> There's a blissful smile on her face as she rests--she was probably too drunk to be fully aware of the fact she broke her own rule when she fell asleep. At first, you start to just lie back down to go to bed yourself, only to be struck by a sudden, urgent realization: you really need to pee. You did have quite a bit to drink, after all. With a sigh, you get up off your bed to head to the bathroom. [[Get ready for bed->September 7th- End of Day]]\ <<set $emmaPrey.push({name: "An unknown guest at her party", status: "???", details: "who she presumably ate while she was extremely drunk"})>>\ <<else>>\ You groan, rubbing your head as you come to with a splitting headache. You can't remember what you were doing and your head is hazy, still half asleep. Your whole body feels stiff<<if _pred>>, other than your stomach which instead feels... heavy and bloated. After you wake up a bit more, it occurs to you that you're laying on your side on an uncomfortably hard surface.<<else>>, and after you wake up a bit more it occurs to you that you're laying face down on an uncomfortably hard surface.<</if>> The ground, from the looks of it. Foolishly, you try to push yourself up without properly getting your bearings and end up banging your head against something above you. <<if _pred>>Doubling over from the pain, you're met by some soft, squishy resistance that sends a burp rumbling up your throat. You finally become properly conscious of why it is you feel so bloated: your belly is bulging out with what remains of someone you have absolutely no memory of eating. It sloshes audibly as you shift into a more comfortable sitting position. With bleary eyes and a strained expression from the ache still throbbing through your head, you gently inspect your gut with one hand. It's soft and squishy, whoever it was already nothing but mush at this point. You can only hope it wasn't anyone important that ended up in there. Being more careful this time, you finally ease up onto your feet to get your bearings.<<else>>With that lesson learned, you more carefully ease up onto your feet to get your bearings.<</if>> You're still in the lounge, and until a moment ago you were passed out under the drink table. You may have had a //little// too much to drink tonight. The party is clearly over by now--other than a couple girls similarly passed out and snoring on the couches, the room is quiet and empty. It's also in a bit of a state of disarray after all the excitement of the night. You aren't sure what time it is, but you can see through the windows that it's still dark out at least. You yawn and <<if _pred>>absentmindedly rub at your belly<<else>>stretch your arms<</if>>, your head still throbbing with the ache of a serious hangover. You start to trudge back to your dorm, more than ready to lay back down and get some proper rest in a safer location. [[Turn in for the night->September 7th- End of Day]]\ <</if>>\ <<if _pred and !_eaten>><<set $atePartyGirl to true>><<set $lastPrey to "your prey">><<set $totalPrey += 1>><<set $fullness to 3>><<set $digestion to 3>><<set $currentlyDigesting.push({ name: "an unknown partygoer", remaining: 3 })>><</if>>

<<Time 24>>\ <<if hasVisited("Emma's Party 2- Drink or Dare")>><<set _knowAbby to true>><<else>><<set _knowAbby to false>><</if>>\ Curious about what's going on, you decide to head over to Emma and the other girl. It doesn't seem like anything hostile from the looks of it, but with Kim gone it's probably better to be on the safe side and check to make sure everything's alright. <<if _knowAbby>>As you push through the crowd to get to them, you realize you recognize the other girl--it's Abby, the one who invited you to the game of drink or dare.<<else>>As you push through the crowd to get to them, you start to overhear some of what they're saying.<</if>> "You're on!" Emma says, grinning ear to ear. She points at herself aggressively with her thumb. "I never lost one'a these even once back home, you don't stand a chance!" "Ha! After being the only person to almost get eaten at this thing when I was trying to unwind after a whole //week// of people trying to eat me? I'm ready to drink until I drop!" <<if _knowAbby>>Abby<<else>>the other girl<</if>> replies, her words slightly slurred. <<if !_knowAbby>>She's a short-haired brunette wearing a loose, asymmetric purple crop top and a short skirt, along with heeled boots that make the already tall girl practically tower over you. <</if>>She holds her hands overhead and points at Emma. "So you're going //doowwn//!" "Oh, yeah, so sorry about that, this was supposed to be totally safe for everyone..." Emma says. She pulls the girl into a hug. "No, no, you did good, the party's great, it's not your fault," <<if _knowAbby>>Abby<<else>>the other girl<</if>> replies, returning her hug and giving her a pat on the back. After a moment, they both release their hold and go back to facing off. "But I hope you're ready to lose!" Emma spots you just as she's about to respond and her eyes light up<<if ($emmaRel > 3) and ($outfit is "underwear")>>, accompanied by a flustered grin spreading across her lips<</if>>. "Hey, hey, there's my roommate! Hey, c'mere!" she says, waving and beckoning for you to come over. "You're just in time, this is gonna be great!<<if $outfit is "underwear">> But what happened to your clothes?<</if>>" <<if $outfit is "underwear">><<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 1>>"Oh some blonde chick ate them, you know how it goes," you chuckle.<<else>>"Oh, uh--"<</if>> "That's my fault actually!" Abby chimes in, laughing. "<<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 1>>Well not the eating part, that was someone else, but we<<else>>We<</if>> played 'drink or dare' earlier, right before I almost got got! Good to see ya again $name, glad you kept the look.~" "Oh, that sounds like fun! Clearly you've been having a good time, I'm glad," Emma says, pulling you into a <<if $emmaRel < 1>>brief<<else>>tight<</if>> hug.<<if ($emmaRel > 3) and $breastSize > 44>> She holds so little back as she squeezes you that your chest actually starts to hurt a little from the compression.<</if>>\ <<else>><<if $emmaRel < 1>>"Hey Emma, what's--" you start to say, getting cut off by the surprise of Emma pulling you into a brief hug.<<else>>"Hey Emma, how's it--" you start to say, getting cut off as she latches onto you with <<if $emmaRel > 3>>an extremely tight hug<<if $breastSize > 44>>, holding so little back as she squeezes you that your chest actually starts to hurt a little from the compression<</if>>.<<else>>a firm hug.<</if>> "...going."<</if>> "This is my roommate $name, <<if $emmaRel > 3>>she's the best!<<if $emmaRel > 4>> One week in and I already don't know what I'd do without her~<</if>><<elseif $emmaRel < 1>>she's, um... well <<if $totalPrey > 4>>she's very... hungry?<<else>>we're having a bit of a rough patch right now but we'll figure it out!<</if>><<else>>she's great!<</if>>" Emma says, giggling. "<<if ($outfit is "skimpy") and ($emmaRel > 2)>>Have I mentioned how hot you look in that? Oh and have<<else>>Have<</if>> you been having a good time?<<if hasVisited("Emma's Party 2- Beer Pong")>> I mean I know we were just playing beer pong a bit ago, but still, plenty of party has happened since then!<<elseif $tempDare is "write">>" She cocks her head a little and <<if ($emmaRel > 3) and ($emmaRomancePlayerInit > 0) and ($breastSize > 17)>>pouts. "It sure looks like it. Who's Sofia?<<else>>smirks, finally noticing the writing on your body judging by her gaze. "It sure looks like it!<</if>><</if>>"<</if>> <<if $tempDare is "write">>"Yeah that's from a dare I took earlier, we played 'drink or dare'," you explain<<if ($tempPlayerInebriation > 1) and ($totalPrey > 5)>>. You grin and pat your exposed stomach. "I lucked out on this one, huh? It's a pretty accurate label.~"<<else>>, blushing slightly.<</if>> "Yeah that was with me, I was slut! Er, I'm the one who wrote 'slut'," Abby chimes in, laughing. "Good to see ya again $name, glad you stuck around looking like that.~" "Yeah, hey! So what's going on over here?" you ask. "What am I just in time for?"<<else>>"Yeah, it's been <<if $emmaRel < 1>>fine, what's<<else>>great! What's<</if>> going on over here though? What am I just in time for?" you ask<<if ($outfit is "skimpy") and ($emmaRel > 2)>>, blushing slightly<</if>>.<</if>> "Right, you just got here! Abby over there challenged me to a drinking contest, and imma kick her ass!" Emma says, giggling again. She's clearly <<if $tempEmmaInebriation > 3>>dangerously<<else>>pretty<</if>> drunk already, and with what she's said about some of her behavior when she drinks too much... "In her dreams!" Abby shoots back. The small crowd that's gathered gives a cheer, egging the two on to get started with their showdown. \ <<link "Maybe that's not a great idea">> <<if ($emmaRel > 2) and ($tempEmmaInebriation < 4)>> <<goto [[September 7th- Walk Emma Back]]>> <<else>> <<replace "#choice">>\ "<<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 1>>Yeah<<else>>Uh, maybe<</if>> that's not a great idea," you say. "You're clearly already really drunk.<<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 1>> And that's coming from someone who's pretty drunk herself!<</if>>" "//*Pfft*//, maybe, but we're still standing! That means our bodies can take more," Abby says, chuckling. She waves her hand dismissively at you. "Don't be lame, this'll be fun!" Several people in the gathered crowd cheer in agreement, one of them going as far as to actively boo you. <<if ($emmaRel > 2) and ($tempEmmaInebriation > 3)>>"Aww, you're worried about me?" Emma says. "You're so cute $name...~" "Uh, thanks?" you say. "But seriously Emma, you--" "Oh just give it a rest, we're having fun!" Abby chimes in. "Hehe, you're even cuter when you're flustered... so cute that I could just eat you up...<<if ($outfit is "underwear") or ($outfit is "skimpy")>> especially dressed like that...<</if>>~" Emma giggles. "Yeah you've... definitely had enough for one night," you say. "Let's get you back to the room before you do anything you regret." "You don't have to worry, everything will be //fiiiine//!" Emma says. She takes a step closer and grabs you by the shoulders. "Here, let me help you out! I'll keep you nice and safe and snug in my tummy until we're done... then you won't have anything to worry about, you can just relax...~"<<else>>"Yeah come on $name, don't be a party pooper," Emma says, crossing her arms. "We'll be fine!" "Emma, come on, <<if $emmaRelation3 > 0>>you know how you get when you're really drunk<<else>>with how you talk about the times you've gotten really drunk<</if>>, this isn't going to end well," you say, narrowing your eyes a little. "I think you've had enough, let's--" <<if $emmaRelation3 > 0>>"Oh, so you can eat whoever you want, whenever you want, and I just need to accept that, but if I //might// end up eating //one// person that's too far for you?" Emma snaps. "This is my night to let loose, we're doing the drink off!"<<else>>"Who put you in charge, party pooper?<<if ($emmaRel < 1) and ($emmaMax < 3)>> You've been a grump all week, it's one of the things I need to destress from!" Emma says, pouting.<<else>>" Emma chuckles.<</if>> "This is my party, and I say we're doing the drink off!"<</if>> "Emma, serious--" you start to say. You're cut off as the gathered crowd turns against you. "Yeah, don't be a party pooper!" "Killjoy!" "Get her out of here!" You can see a light switch on in Emma's drunken mind after that last comment. A worrying smile spreads across her lips. "Don't worry guys, I'll handle this!" she says. She reaches out and grabs you by the shoulders. "E-Emma..?" you say, your eyes widening. "You're worried I'm gonna eat someone, right? So I'll just put you in timeout in my tummy until we're done!" she giggles. "You'll learn your lesson and I won't have room for anyone else, everyone's happy!"<</if>> \ <<link "Emma wait..!">> <<set _checkType to "prey">> <<set _baseline to 15+$tempPlayerInebriation>> <<set _modifier to 1>> <<include "voreCheck">> <<if _swallow>> <<goto [[Emma's Party- Eaten By Emma]]>> <<else>> <<set $stamina -= 5>> <<replace "#swallow">><<set $emmaNoWeek1PartyPrey to true>>\ "Emma wait..!" you shout as she opens her mouth and starts to pull you closer. <<if ($emmaRel > 2) and ($tempEmmaInebriation > 3)>>"This is gonna give me way //more// to worry about, think about what you're doing!"<<else>>"This is a terrible solution!"<</if>> You brace yourself against her grip, pushing back enough to hold her at bay. In her drunken state of mind, she just tries to stretch her neck forward further when pulling you in range of her mouth fails, then starts to lean forward right as you try to break away from her. Your poorly timed escape attempt nearly knocks you to the floor, but you're able to regain your balance just in time to stop yourself from falling backward. Emma isn't so lucky. "Ow..." she whimpers, looking up at you from the ground with puppy dog eyes. "This is exactly why you shouldn't be drinking any more," you grumble, glaring down at her. Unfortunately, the crowd still sees you as the bad guy here and goes right back to booing. "Whatever, enjoy your stupid drinking contest, I'm leaving..." @@color:yellowgreen;You managed to escape.@@<<if $emmaRel > -1>> <<if $emmaRel < 3>><<Emma -1>><<else>><<Emma -2>><</if>><</if>> You storm off out of the party, leaving Emma to make her own mistakes. You decide to head out through the courtyard to get back to your dorm, letting the chill midnight air help you cool off. Your heart is racing from frustration and fear. She seriously tried to eat you! Or at least, it really seemed like it--she was totally sloshed, she might have just been messing with you and taken it a little too far. You sigh as you arrive back at the door to your room. It's been a long night, <<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 1>>you were both<<else>>she was<</if>> really drunk, and ultimately nothing actually happened. Rather than dwell on it, you decide to just call it a night and sleep off the frustration. The rest of the party was still a good time, at least. [[Get ready for bed->September 7th- End of Day]]\ <<set $predName to "Emma">>/*temp tracker to make sure right text is triggered for end of day*/\ <</replace>> <</if>> <</link>>\ \ <</replace>> <</if>><</link>> <<link "Hell yeah, kick her ass Emma!">><<replace "#choice">><<set $tempEmmaInebriation += 10>>\ "Hell yeah, she doesn't stand a chance!" you reply with a grin. The whole point of the party is to let loose a little, what's the worst that could happen? "Kick her ass Emma!" "Wooo! Let's get this thing started!" Emma cheers, grinning wildly. The gathered crowd shuffles over toward the drink table, Emma and Abby standing in front of it to face off. With the help of a few others nearby, they arrange what's left of the bottles and cans into roughly equal piles. Perhaps inadvisably, that includes splitting the remaining rum into a full cup for each of them. "Okay, hope you're ready!" Emma says, grabbing a can of something fruity from her pile. "We'll just keep drinking until you tap out, save the rum for last! And if somehow you make it that far, we'll move on to whatever's left in the keg after that." "Got it. I hope //you're// ready to tap out~" Abby boasts, grabbing a matching can from her side. They tap their drinks together as a show of sportsmanship, then crack them open and begin to chug. The crowd cheers and shouts as they go, in awe of the speed with which the two girls are tearing through their drinks, finishing their first in no time at all. You blink and half of the new bottle in Emma's hand is gone, draining down her throat as if she were pouring it straight into her stomach with no resistance.<<if $emmaRomancePlayerInit > 0>> As you watch her chug you start realize that you find something strangely alluring about it...<</if>> Two empty containers rest on the table, then a third is slammed down. Then five. Then eight. At first it seems like Abby might actually be a worthy opponent, but after the first few drinks she starts to lag behind, while Emma shows no signs of slowing down in the slightest. The last bottle on her side disappears just as quickly as the can she started with. "//*BWOOUUUURRRP!*//" An enormous belch erupts from Emma's mouth as she slams the emptied bottle onto the table. She giggles and gives her belly a light smack--it's visibly starting to bloat a little from all the liquid she just chugged down. "There, easy //*URP*// peasy!" she says. She stumbles slightly when she leans back away from the table. "Hehe, you ready to tap out yet?" "Not a //*urp*// chance..!" Abby says as she reaches for the last bottle on her side. She's panting a little as she struggles to keep up with Emma's drinking speed, clearly starting to reach her limit. "I'm... I'm far from done..!" "Good, I wasn't ready to stop yet!" Emma laughs. All eyes turn to her as she grabs the rum off of the table. She studies it for a moment--a full size cup of liquor should give anyone pause. But Emma... you watch as she simply shrugs, plugs her nose, then throws the entire thing back in one go as if it were a shot. The crowd cheers as she tosses the empty cup aside and pats her stomach, grinning ear to ear. Abby, meanwhile, is only just starting on hers. She grimaces as she holds the cup up to her face and starts to drink. It only takes a few sips before she gags, nearly dropping the cup and spilling most of it down the front of her shirt in the process. She puts what's left of it down and smacks the table a few times, exasperated. "Okay, I give, I give! Fucking shit, that was bad..." she groans, though she laughs in the same breath. "You've clearly //*uuurrrap*// got me beat..." "Wooo//ouuurrrrrp!//" Emma cheers, her victory shout turning into a victory belch partway through. She pumps her fist in the air and basks in her triumph as the crowd cheers for her. <<if $emmaRel > 0>> "<<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 1>>I knew she never stood a chance! You're the best Emma!<<else>>Nice job Emma, I knew you could do it!<</if>>" you shout, joining in with them. <</if>>"I'm not even //*URRP*// close to my limit! Who wants to watch me chug the keg?" Naturally, excited cheers of approval ring out from everyone nearby. You, however, find yourself starting to get a little worried--she was clearly drunk //before// any of this and she just drank so much that you can see it stretching her stomach. Sure, this late in the party there's no way the keg can be more than half full, if even that, but that's still a ton of alcohol... Emma clearly does not share your concern. She waltzes over to the keg to get started without a second thought, simply kneeling down to position herself under the spigot and pouring it directly into her mouth. The crowd--which seems to contain basically everyone still at the party at this point--chants to egg her on, growing more excited the longer she goes without stopping. Another wave of cheers erupts as the stream of beer thins to just a few drops, then comes to a stop, signaling that everything left in the keg has been drained into Emma. She falls backwards when its over, panting slightly. The room gets quiet with concern for a moment, then she sticks her hands up into the air and lets loose another roaring belch. The crowd goes wild. "That's //*hic*// how you do it..!" Emma says. She nudges her stomach, which is pretty clearly bulging outward after the latest addition, and giggles as the liquid inside sloshes around. "Was that everything? I could probably //*urrrp*// handle a little //*hic*// more..!" "Yeah that's... that's everything..." Abby says, slurring her words a little. "That was amaaazing though, you really //*urp*// did kick my ass! No way I could keep up, congrats, congrats..!" she continues in a rambling tone. "Yeah, totally, totally..." Emma mumbles. "I could use some //*UUrrrp*// food to //*hic*// balance this out... hungry..." "Saaaame here," Abby chuckles. She holds a hand out to help Emma up and sighs. "Looks like the snack //*urp*// table is totally wiped out though..." "That's okay," Emma says, giggling. A mischievous smile spreads over her lips as she takes Abby's hand. "To the victor go the //*urp*// spoils...~" "Wha--" A stunned silence spreads through the room as Emma yanks on her arm, making her topple over... and fall head-first into Emma's waiting mouth. Your eyes widen as you watch her begin to swallow down the poor drunk girl<<if !$pacifist>>, though a subtle smirk spreads across your lips. Looks like she was being honest about alcohol bringing out a more voracious side of her.<<else>>, shocked to see such casual predation from her of all people, even if she has implied that alcohol brings out a more voracious side of her.<</if>> A few people in the crowd seem to take this as a cue that the night is over and hurry for the exit. The rest, however... "Chug! Chug! Chug!" Someone starts to chant as if she were still drinking from the keg, and soon the rest of those that remain excitedly join in, unbothered by Emma breaking her own rule for the night. Emma evidently accepts their challenge, starting to choke down her prey as quickly as she can. Abby squirms against her grip, but as her chest squeezes down into Emma's throat she's helpless to prevent her fate. You can hear faint sloshing and splashing sounds when she emerges into Emma's already swollen gut, which eagerly stretches to accommodate its new occupant. Emma is ravenous thanks to the encouragement of the crowd, grabbing at Abby's body to drag her in faster even when only her flailing legs remain outside. Soon enough, even those are crammed through her lips, sealing Abby into the massive, alcohol filled prison of Emma's gut. "//*HWUUUURRRRRRUUP!*// Much better!" Emma says, giggling to herself as the crowd cheers. You can see Abby faintly struggling inside her, Emma playfully pushing back against every bump she spots. "Relaaax, I'll //*URRrp*// just keep you //*hic*// until I can get some real food! The //*hic*// dining hall opens for breakfast pretty //*urp*// early..." No one seems to have the patience--or perhaps concern for Abby--to try to explain to her that there's no way she'll last that long. Instead, with the spectacle over, the crowd mostly disperses back into the room to dance and party. Though now that Emma has wiped out the alcohol supply and demonstrated that all bets are off when it comes to eating each other in one fell swoop, you doubt the night will carry on too much longer. It certainly isn't safe to stick around anymore, at the very least. Though with Kim gone and the rule already broken by Emma herself, it does open up the possibility of ending the night by catching a meal of your own... "Hey wait //*hic*// for me..!" Emma says, starting to slur her words. She grabs the table to help pull herself up onto her feet. "I'm... I'm //*hic*// ready to da--//*OUUURrrrrrp!*//" She stumbles immediately when she tries to take a step without the support of the table, cutting herself off as she lands on her gut and pushes out a belch. Instead of trying again, she stays slumped over on her belly and gives it a slight hug. "Hehe, sorry... I //*hic*// guess I need a little... //*uuurp*//... break..." Understandably, she's clearly completely wasted at this point. You look down at her on the ground with a mix of amusement and pity<<if $emmaRomancePlayerInit > 0>>... and maybe a hint of arousal from how good she looks with a gut in that outfit<</if>>... [[Go try to catch yourself a meal first->Emma's Party 3- Emma: Hunt]] [[Help her back to the room->September 7th- Walk Emma Back]] [[Head back alone, she's not in any danger->September 7th- End of Day]]\ <<set $emmaPrey.push({name: "Abby", status: "fodder", details: "who foolishly challenged her to a drinking contest and paid the price"})>> <</replace>><</link>>\

<<Time 24>>\ You decide to head over and talk to Sunny, curious to see what she's been up to. With Kim gone, it's also probably safest to be hanging around the remaining upperclassman "chaperone"... though the fact you can tell even from a distance that she's pretty drunk and still sipping another drink doesn't exactly instill confidence in that thought. She sees you coming her way and grins, pointing a finger gun at you with her free hand and pretending to shoot it. "Hey heeey<<if $sunnyFlirt > 0>>, tiger<</if>>!" she says. <<if $sunnyRel > 1>>She aggressively pats the spot next to her on the couch. "Pop a squat, girl!<<else>>She nods her head toward the couch. "Come on over!<</if>> <<if $outfit is "underwear">>Nice panties, I can tell you've been partying hard.<<elseif $tempDare is "write">>Looks like you've been partying pretty hard, slut disposal.<<else>>You partying hard?<</if>>" <<if $outfit is "underwear">><<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 2>>"Thanks! I have nicer ones I would have worn if I knew some random blonde was gonna eat my clothes," you say, imitating her by flashing finger guns at her. "Got pulled into a game of 'Drink or Dare' earlier and came out looking like this."<<else>>"Th-Thanks..." you mumble sheepishly. "We played 'Drink or Dare' earlier and I didn't realize it would be for the rest of the night when I chose to strip."<</if>> "Ha! Too bad I missed that, sounds like fun," Sunny laughs. "What //have// you been up to? Just sitting around watching everyone all night?" you tease. "Here I thought you were a party expert."<<elseif $tempDare is "write">><<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 2>>"Ha! Thanks," you say with a laugh. "This is from a game of 'Drink or Dare' earlier, kinda lucked out with this tag."<<else>>"Oh, thanks..." you say sheepishly. "This was from a dare earlier, I got roped into a game of 'Drink or Dare'."<</if>> "Ha! Too bad I missed that, sounds like fun," Sunny laughs. "It really compliments that sexy outfit you've got." "Heh, thanks... Anyways, what //have// you been up to? Just sitting around watching everyone all night?" you tease. "Here I thought you were a party expert."<<else>><<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 2>>"Drinking hard at least!" you say, giggling as you throw yourself back onto the couch beside her.<<else>>"Not as hard as some of these people, but I'm having a good time!" you reply, taking a seat next to her.<</if>> "What about you? Just gonna sit around watching everyone all night?" you tease. "Here I thought you were a party expert."<</if>> "And you better keep thinking it!" she says, leaning over and wrapping an arm around your shoulder. "Nobody can out-party Sunny D. Partying's in my blood. I came out the pussy partying," she continues, punctuating each statement by poking your chest.<<if $breastSize > 44>> She glances down and pokes you again, pretty deliberately right on your tit this time. "Damn you've got a nicer rack than I thought, nice work."<</if>> "Okay, okay, I got it!" you laugh, feeling a little flustered<<if $breastSize > 44>>. She's close enough for you to smell the alcohol on her breath. "And... thanks?"<<else>> from the close contact. You can smell the alcohol on her breath.<</if>> "Good! I won't stand for that kind of slander," she chuckles. She pulls back away from you, takes a sip from her drink, then burps. "I was dancing and showing these freshies how it's done for a while though, you just missed it. Right now I'm taking it easy, enjoying the vibe. That's part of any good party too, if you're chasing nonstop excitement you're probably trying too hard." She nudges you with her elbow. "You better be taking notes here! This'll be on the test." \ <<link "Flirt with her">><<replace "#choice">><<set $playerHorny += 1>>\ "Damn, I don't know if I'm ready for that. Maybe you could give me a few personal lessons?~" you say with a smirk.<<if $tempPlayerInebriation is 0>> Despite not drinking anything, something about the atmosphere of the party is still giving you a confidence boost.<</if>> You lean a little closer to her. "Although it still might not stick, something about you is pretty... distracting." <<if $sunnyFlirt > 1>>\ "Really? Again?" Sunny snaps. Even with her sunglasses on, you can tell she's glaring. "I'm more than an incredible pair of tits, you know!<<if $tempDare is "write">> You should cross off the disposal part on your gut if this is how you always act...<</if>>" "Wh-Whoa, sorry, what's wrong?" you say. You put your hands up and shift away from her a bit. "I didn't--" "Girl, you've tried to get in my pants pretty much every time we've talked, you gotta relax. I mean, first after I just ate someone you were talking to, then while you were //in my gut// even--thought you were just bold and found it kinda funny at first, but now I'm realizing you're just down horrendous," she says. She takes a swig of her drink. "The horny freshman act gets old fast. Chill." "Sorry, I didn't mean to offend, I just thought--" "Oh don't get me wrong, that was actually a great time to make a move. You know, if you hadn't been making them nonstop," she cuts in. "And like, I'm exaggerating there and you might have just caught the wrong end of me being drunk, but it needed to be said. So just, like, dial it back a bit, yeah?" "Yeah, yeah, I got it, sorry again..." you say meekly. "Um, it's getting kinda late, I think I might turn in..." "Have a good night then, tiger," she says flatly.<<if $sunnyRel > 1>> <<Sunny -1>><</if>> Embarrassed and kicking yourself after that rebuke, you hurry off toward the door without another word. You sigh as you make your way back to your room. Not the best way to end the night. By the time you walk into your dorm, exhaustion is already starting to settle in. [[Get ready for bed->September 7th- End of Day]]\ <<else>>\ "Oh I can think of two somethings that are doing that," she replies with a grin. You blush as she shifts right up against you again, draping the arm holding her drink over your shoulder while she tugs at the front of her shirt with the other. "Am I on the right track? Can't keep your eyes off 'em. Pretty bold to just come right out with that<<if $sunnyFlirt > 0>>, tiger<</if>>.~" "Can you blame me? You're the hottest girl in the room,<<if $sunnyFlirt > 0>> and I haven't been able to get <<if $day2SunnyFlirt>>those pictures<<else>>that picture<</if>> out of my head since the other day,<</if>>" you reply, your heart starting to race as you push on. "Well you're damn right about that, but are you sure you really know what you're getting into here?" Sunny says. She pauses to take a drink, her face just a couple inches in front of your own with her arm wrapped around you. "You're coming on to a junior who's drunk off her ass right now... kinda playing with fire, don't ya think? I might be feeling a little impulsive, especially with a freshman so cute I could just eat her up trying to shoot her shot with me...~" She keeps her sunglasses-clad face right in front of yours, licking her lips seductively. \ [[Keep flirting->Emma's Party- Eaten By Sunny]] <<link "Abort mission">><<replace "#choice2">>\ <<if hasVisited("Emma's Party 2- Drink or Dare")>><<set _abby to true>><<else>><<set _abby to false>><</if>>\ "I, uh, that's a good point..!" you say meekly, trying to shift away from her a little. You weren't ready for the situation to escalate quite that quickly. "Maybe we should calm things down." Sunny laughs, keeping you held in place. You're treated to the rare sight of her amber eyes as she pulls off her sunglasses. She leans forward to give you a quick kiss on the cheek, winks, then pulls away, laughing again. "Sure thing tiger. Just make sure you're really ready for it next time you come in that hot," she chuckles, putting her glasses back on. She takes a swig of her drink while you calm yourself down from the encounter. "Oh damn, you //*urp*// seeing this?" You follow her finger as she points over toward Emma. It's a bit obscured by the gathered crowd, but from where you're sitting you can see well enough that she's in the middle of what could only be a drinking contest. Cans and bottles are disappearing down her throat like it's nothing.<<if _abby>> The other girl looks like it might be Abby from your game of drink or dare before.<</if>> "Oh wow, yeah she's really putting them away," you say, happy to put your flirting behind and join her in spectating. "I don't think <<if _abby>>Abby<<else>>that other girl<</if>> knew what she was getting into!" "Oh yeah, she's got no chance. Better odds of getting out of a senior's gut," she says. She takes a sip of her own drink again, then smirks. "Or a very drunk freshman's gut." "I mean, I guess? Most<<if $totalPrey > 4>> other<</if>> freshmen aren't really that hard to escape though, I'd stick with saying senior." "Ah don't mind me, just a little bit of foreshadowing," Sunny snickers. "Huh?" you say. Then your eyes widen as a few things Emma has said in the past come back to you and you realize what she's getting at. "//Oh//. Good point... Should we... do something?" "Nah, let her have her fun. Look at her go!" Emma has soundly defeated her opponent at this point, but she's still going strong. Having run out of bottled drinks, she's currently kneeling in front of the keg and drinking straight from the tap. "A girl after my own heart, I still remember my first keg chug..." Sunny says with a wistful smile. "I would hope so. You're a college junior, it can't have been //that// long ago." "Well now hang on there, bucko," Sunny chuckles. "Your girl got held back in high school, so I've got a whole extra year of shenanigans than you're thinking." "Huh, really? What happened?" you reply. "Partied a little too hard, what else?" she laughs. "Also my first prey may or may not have been the math tutor they assigned me." "//*Pfft*//, really? You didn't at least wait until you'd gotten your grade up a bit?" "Hey, sometimes your gut is the one calling the shots, and a hungry girl's gotta eat!" she says with a shrug. "I don't know who got the last laugh really. Her for being totally on the money that I'd fail if I let her churn, or me for ending up here after doing it anyways." Your attention is pulled away from the conversation by a growing chant encouraging Emma to chug. Except she's done with the keg... and now has<<if _abby>>Abby<<else>>the other girl<</if>> halfway down her throat. "Um, are you //sure// we shouldn't do something..?" you say. Despite what she's implied about how she acts when she's drunk, you can't quite believe what you're seeing. "Absolutely, she's earned this!" Sunny replies with a grin. She takes a sip of her own drink. "Em's sweeter than sugar, but that's just gonna make her look tasty if people think she's a pushover. She could use a bit of rep as a predator, and her drunk ass looks pretty happy to get it right now.<<if $day6SunnyHelpWithBetty>> Between this and that brat from yesterday? She's doing pretty well for herself!<</if>>" You watch as the last of <<if _abby>>Abby<<else>>her prey<</if>> disappears down Emma's throat. She lets out a roaring belch and the crowd cheers, then quickly starts to disperse now that the show is over. Emma tries to get up and join them, but it only takes one step for her to fall over right onto her belly. There she stays, massaging her stuffed gut with a blissful smile. "Well, she does definitely look happy..." you say. "Oh yeah, all that booze and then live prey for someone that doesn't go for it often? She's in heaven right now," Sunny chuckles. "Probably not gonna be as happy once her body has dealt with that keg, but that's future Emma's problem." <<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 2>>"Yeah future me is probably gonna have the same sort of issue,"<<else>>"I have a feeling future Emma ends up in that situation a lot,"<</if>> you chuckle. "It's always worth it though," Sunny replies. She throws her head back and chugs the rest of her drink, then tosses the bottle aside. "Well, I'm pretty sure she drank literally everything, so I'm gonna get back to partying hard while I've still got a buzz going. You coming<<if $tempDare is "write">> slut disposal<<elseif $sunnyFlirt > 0>> tiger<</if>>?" <<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 1>>You happily accept the invitation, getting up to go dive headfirst back into the party with her.<<else>>You hesitate for a moment, a little out of your element here, but decide to accept her invitation and get up to join her.<</if>> The two of you hit the dance floor together, and soon<<if $tempPlayerInebriation < 2>>, even as <<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 0>>relatively <</if>>sober as you are,<</if>> the rest of the night becomes somewhat of a blur. Sunny seems eager to prove that she is, indeed, a party master, effortlessly elevating the excitement level wherever she goes. You struggle to keep up with her, but she makes sure to help you stick with her for as long as you want. You have a blast together.<<if $sunnyRel < 3>> <<Sunny 1>><</if>> Eventually, as the party thins to just a handful of girls, you reach your limit, exhaustion overtaking the blissful trance of rhythmic motion. So, out of breath and sweating a little, you finally leave the party to turn in for the night, a big smile plastered on your face as you make your way back to your dorm. [[Turn in for the night->September 7th- End of Day]]<<set $sunnyInfo2 to 1>><<if _abby>><<set $emmaPrey.push({name: "Abby", status: "fodder", details: "who foolishly challenged her to a drinking contest and paid the price"})>><<else>><<set $emmaPrey.push({name: "An unknown girl at her party during the first week", status: "???", details: "who foolishly challenged her to a drinking contest and paid the price"})>><</if>> <</replace>><</link>> \ <</if>>\ <</replace>><</link>> <<link "Continue chatting casually">><<replace "#choice">>\ <<if hasVisited("Emma's Party 2- Drink or Dare")>><<set _abby to true>><<else>><<set _abby to false>><</if>>\ "Don't worry, I'll be sure to study hard," you chuckle.<<if $tempSunnySam and ($sunnyRel > 1)>> There's a pause in the conversation and, thinking back to earlier in the night, you decide to push your luck a little in search of answers. "Hey, so, I know you kind of dodged me earlier, but seriously. What's got you so annoyed by Sam?"<<set $sunnyInfo1 to 2>> "Uhhggg, $name! You're killing me here bud," she groans, sinking back into the couch and slapping a hand over her face. "You are one curious, nosy little nancy, you know that?<<if $name.toUpperCase() is "NANCY">> Literally!<</if>> Keep poking in other people's business like that and you're gonna get yourself ate. In fact, I'm drunk off my ass right now so you're pretty damn lucky it isn't me doing the ate." "I, uh, yeah, got it..." you say, shifting away from her a little. "Sorry, just... kinda feels like I'm caught in the middle of something without knowing what, you know?" She lets out another frustrated, exaggerated groan. "Okay fine, fair, here's the deal: I used to hang with Maeve. Like right there next to big red level hang. Then something went down bad enough that we don't talk anymore--her fault. That's all you need to know." "And Sam's just..?" "Probably not fair to rope her in, but I don't like her either now and that's just how it is. I'm not gonna eat her or anything if that's what you're worried about," she grumbles. "Now I'm done talking about this, I'm trying to have a good time here. Got it?" "Got it, yeah sorry," you reply sheepishly. "Um, thank you for opening up a little." "Yeah, yeah..." she says with a sigh. "Now back to fun party business: Emma's kicking that girl's ass. You been watching this?"<<else>> "This is pretty much my first big party. It's been a little intimidating, but nice." "Yeah, Em did a damn good job. Might be able to give me a run for my money with this sorta thing!" Sunny replies. "She also drinks like a champ, you been watching this?"<</if>> You follow her finger as she points over toward Emma. It's a bit obscured by the gathered crowd, but from where you're sitting you can see well enough that she's in the middle of what could only be a drinking contest. Cans and bottles are disappearing down her throat like it's nothing.<<if _abby>> The other girl looks like it might be Abby from your game of drink or dare before.<</if>> "Oh wow, yeah she's really putting them away," you say, joining Sunny in spectating. "I don't think <<if _abby>>Abby<<else>>that other girl<</if>> knew what she was getting into!" "Oh yeah, she's got no chance. Better odds of getting out of a senior's gut," she says. She takes a sip of her own drink, then smirks. "Or a very drunk freshman's gut." "I mean, I guess? Most<<if $totalPrey > 4>> other<</if>> freshmen aren't really that hard to escape though, I'd stick with saying senior." "Ah don't mind me, just a little bit of foreshadowing," Sunny snickers. "Huh?" you say. Then your eyes widen as a few things Emma has said in the past come back to you and you realize what she's getting at. "//Oh//. Good point... Should we... do something?" "Nah, let her have her fun. Look at her go!" Emma has soundly defeated her opponent at this point, but she's still going strong. Having run out of bottled drinks, she's currently kneeling in front of the keg and drinking straight from the tap. "A girl after my own heart, I still remember my first keg chug..." Sunny says with a wistful smile. "I would hope so. You're a college junior, it can't have been //that// long ago." "Well now hang on there, bucko," Sunny chuckles. "Your girl got held back in high school, so I've got a whole extra year of shenanigans than you're thinking." "Huh, really? What happened?" you reply. "Partied a little too hard, what else?" she laughs. "Also my first prey may or may not have been the math tutor they assigned me." "//*Pfft*//, really? You didn't at least wait until you'd gotten your grade up a bit?" "Hey, sometimes your gut is the one calling the shots, and a hungry girl's gotta eat!" she says with a shrug. "I don't know who got the last laugh really. Her for being totally on the money that I'd fail if I let her churn, or me for ending up here after doing it anyways." Your attention is pulled away from the conversation by a growing chant encouraging Emma to chug. Except she's done with the keg... and now has <<if _abby>>Abby<<else>>the other girl<</if>> halfway down her throat. "Um, are you //sure// we shouldn't do something..?" you say. Despite what she's implied about how she acts when she's drunk, you can't quite believe what you're seeing. "Absolutely, she's earned this!" Sunny replies with a grin. She takes a sip of her own drink. "Em's sweeter than sugar, but that's just gonna make her look tasty if people think she's a pushover. She could use a bit of rep as a predator, and her drunk ass looks pretty happy to get it right now.<<if $day6SunnyHelpWithBetty>> Between this and that brat from yesterday? She's doing pretty well for herself!<</if>>" You watch as the last of <<if _abby>>Abby<<else>>her prey<</if>> disappears down Emma's throat. She lets out a roaring belch and the crowd cheers, then quickly starts to disperse now that the show is over. Emma tries to get up and join them, but it only takes one step for her to fall over right onto her belly. There she stays, massaging her stuffed gut with a blissful smile. "Well, she does definitely look happy..." you say. "Oh yeah, all that booze and then live prey for someone that doesn't go for it often? She's in heaven right now," Sunny chuckles. "Probably not gonna be as happy once her body has dealt with that keg, but that's future Emma's problem." <<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 2>>"Yeah future me is probably gonna have the same sort of issue,"<<else>>"I have a feeling future Emma ends up in that situation a lot,"<</if>> you chuckle. "It's always worth it though," Sunny replies. She throws her head back and chugs the rest of her drink, then tosses the bottle aside. "Well, I'm pretty sure she drank literally everything, so I'm gonna get back to partying hard while I've still got a buzz going. You coming<<if $tempDare is "write">> slut disposal<<elseif $sunnyFlirt > 0>> tiger<</if>>?" <<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 1>>You happily accept the invitation, getting up to go dive headfirst back into the party with her.<<else>>You hesitate for a moment, a little out of your element here, but decide to accept her invitation and get up to join her.<</if>> The two of you hit the dance floor together, and soon<<if $tempPlayerInebriation < 2>>, even as <<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 0>>relatively <</if>>sober as you are,<</if>> the rest of the night becomes somewhat of a blur. Sunny seems eager to prove that she is, indeed, a party master, effortlessly elevating the excitement level wherever she goes. You struggle to keep up with her, but she makes sure to help you stick with her for as long as you want. You have a blast together.<<if $sunnyRel < 3>> <<Sunny 1>><</if>> Eventually, as the party thins to just a handful of girls, you reach your limit, exhaustion overtaking the blissful trance of rhythmic motion. So, out of breath and sweating a little, you finally leave the party to turn in for the night, a big smile plastered on your face as you make your way back to your dorm. [[Turn in for the night->September 7th- End of Day]]<<set $sunnyInfo2 to 1>><<if _abby>><<set $emmaPrey.push({name: "Abby", status: "fodder", details: "who foolishly challenged her to a drinking contest and paid the price"})>><<else>><<set $emmaPrey.push({name: "An unknown girl at her party during the first week", status: "???", details: "who foolishly challenged her to a drinking contest and paid the price"})>><</if>>\ <</replace>><</link>>

<<Time 24>>\ <<if !($ateCassidy or $samAteCassidy) and $metCassidy and ($aliceRel < 0)>><<set _cassidyAttempt to true>><<else>><<set _cassidyAttempt to false>><</if>>\ <<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 2>>Maybe it's the alcohol talking, but you decide you're really ready to let loose on the dance floor.<<else>>You decide to go join the crowd on the dance floor. It could be fun to just let loose for a while.<</if>> With the bass of an unfamiliar song booming in your ears, you make your way over to where the action is. At first, you start to regret your decision. <<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 2>>Even while drunk, joining<<else>>Joining<</if>> in solo is pretty daunting when everyone around you seems to already be moving so effortlessly<<if ($outfit is "skimpy") or ($outfit is "underwear")>>, especially with the attention your outfit is bringing<</if>>. You start slow and a little stunted, mimicking the moves of some of the people you can see around you, but before long you find your groove and start to really get into it. Before you even realize it, you've hit it off with a group of girls and you're all laughing and dancing together, cutting across the floor like you own the place. <<if $tempJadaDare>>\ But, your excitement is interrupted as you and another girl back into each other, almost falling to the floor in the process. Once you're stable, you turn to check on her. "Hey, sorry about that... oh, Jada, right?" you say, recognizing the short girl from the game of drink or dare just a little while ago. The one whose stomach you poked around in. "Aw, you remembered," she chuckles. She's clearly a fair bit drunker than during the game now that her stomach has processed more of the alcohol, tipping and swaying slightly even while she's standing still. "You know, I haven't been able to get your taste out of my mouth...~" <<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 2>>"Oh really? That good, huh?" you say with a smirk, though you take a subtle step away from her. "Yep, you've got me eager for another taste, maybe somewhere more fun this time...~" she says, blowing you a kiss and positioning her arms to gently push her chest together. "Wanna dance?" "Absolutely I do," you reply, not so subtly looking her over.<<else>>"<<if $tempPlayerInebriation is 0>>O-<</if>>Oh, gotcha..." you say, taking a step away from her. She laughs. "Heh, //relax//, I didn't mean it like that," she says. She casually closes the distance you made and bites her lip. "I meant more like: I can't get you off my mind after being that close.~ Wanna dance?" "Sure, yeah, let's do it!" you blurt out, feeling flustered.<</if>><<if $tempDare is "write">> Then an important realization strikes. "Wait, hold on, first: you've //gotta// tell me what you wrote on my back." "Shit, right!" Jada laughs. "I forgot about that whole dare honestly, don't remember what I wrote at all. 'Slut Disposal' there is pretty great but I think I did the back, right? Turn around and I'll read it for ya, it's been long enough." "More than long enough, this has actually been really bugging me," you chuckle, turning around. "Thanks." "Shit it's a little smudged, hang on here... could you..?" she says, stepping closer. She places a hand on your back, guiding you to bend over so she can see better. Then she brings her other hand up and both shift to grab your sides pretty tightly... "There, perfect! It says: gullible!~"<<else>> The two of you get back into the groove after the interruption, mostly just dancing //near// each other at first. Jada, however, is clearly much more familiar with this sort of scene and you follow her lead as she brings you more in sync, shifting closer all the while. Soon, she's escalated to grinding against you. She smirks when she notices how flustered you're getting. Though you're nervous, something about the energy in the room has you following along as she shifts behind you, motioning for you to bend over as she twirls her hips. You know what she's getting at, crouching slightly and leaning forward to show off your ass. She rests her hands on your waist... then slides them further up with an oddly tight grip.<</if>> \ <<link "Uh-oh...">> <<set _checkType to "prey">> <<set _baseline to 15+$tempPlayerInebriation>> <<set _modifier to 1>> <<include "voreCheck">> <<if _swallow>> <<goto "Emma's Party- Eaten By Jada">> <<else>> <<set $stamina -= 5>> <<replace "#choice">>\ The realization strikes that the relative safety of the party up till now may have made you lower your guard a little too far. She has a solid grip on you in a pretty compromising position, and she led by talking about how tasty you were--<<if $tempDare is "write">>there's no way that was a joke, <</if>>her intentions are pretty obvious. You make a desperate push to break away from her, shoving back at her with your butt by shifting your weight onto your heels. Luckily, even without a ton of power behind it the unexpected hip check is enough to throw her off balance. You push back again, managing to knock her over onto the ground, though nearly falling over yourself in the process. @@color:yellowgreen;You managed to escape.@@ "Seriously? <<if $tempDare is "write">>I was really looking forward to dancing there!<<else>>I was really enjoying that for a minute there!<</if>>" you say, staring down at her with your arms crossed. After taking a step back for safety, of course. "Heh, alright, you caught me. I did mean exactly what you probably thought when I said that thing about not getting your taste out of my head," she says with a laugh. "My stomach wasn't happy about the tease I gave it before, can you blame me? No hard feelings?" "Maybe. How about you let //me// taste //you//, and then we can call it even," you say, glaring down at her. "Uh... only if you can catch me!" she says, scrambling away. She's surprisingly agile, slipping away and disappearing into the crowd before you can even properly start to give chase. You sigh, knowing there's no sense trying to track her down. The incident had drawn a few people's attention, but something happening at the drink table suddenly causes a bigger commotion. You can't quite tell what's going on yourself, though over the music you can hear a number of people chanting "chug" over and over again. After that brush with danger, though, you decide it's probably best to call it a night. Rather than getting invested in whatever's got everyone's attention, you take the opportunity to slip away from the party, making your way back through the halls to your dorm to get ready for bed. [[Turn in for the night->September 7th- End of Day]]\ <</replace>> <</if>> <</link>>\ \ <<elseif _cassidyAttempt>>\ But, your excitement is interrupted as you and another girl back into each other, almost falling to the floor in the process. Once you're stable, you turn to check on her. "Hey, sorry about that... Cassidy?" you say, recognizing the other girl. It's Alice's second lackey--the airhead. Her curly pigtails are pretty hard to mistake. "Heeey! It's, like, totally fine," Cassidy replies, giggling. She tilts her hips towards you and gives herself a light spank. "Prooobably my fault, me and my big booty have been bumping people, like, all night!" <<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 2>>"Oh I'm sure no one minds that," you chuckle, eyeing her perky ass.<<else>>"Uh, sure," you say.<</if>> She's clearly pretty drunk. "I know you, right..? Oh, yeah, totally, you're $name!" she says. "<<if $aliceRel < -3>>Alice talks about you, like, aaaall the time<<else>>Alice, like, hates you, y'know<</if>>," she adds, giggling. "Don't tell her I was here! She told me not to come but, like, how could I not? This night has been totally so much fun!" "<<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 2>>Yeah we don't exactly chat casually so I'm sure it won't come up<<else>>Yeah, sure, your secret's safe with me<</if>>," you say with a shrug. "Oh, oh! But you know, that nice senior lady is, like, gone..." Cassidy says. She steps closer with an excited glint in her eyes. <<if $eatenByBetty and ($eatenByAlice or $eatenByAliceCookout or $eatenByAliceDay4)>>"Betty and Alice both got to eat you, it's, like, totally my turn to try, right?"<<else>>"I bet Alice would be soooo impressed if I ate you that she wouldn't even care I was here!"<</if>> \ <<link "Uh..!">> <<set $cassidyParty to "pred">> <<set _checkType to "prey">> <<set _baseline to 12+$tempPlayerInebriation>> <<set _modifier to 0>> <<include "voreCheck">> <<if _swallow>> <<goto "Emma's Party- Eaten By Cassidy">> <<else>> <<set $stamina -= 5>> <<replace "#escape">>\ "Uh, hang on a minute..!" you say, backing away from her. She's clearly already made up her mind, however. Without another word, she reaches out to grab your shoulders and pull you close. Luckily, she was very blatant about her intentions, so you're able to easily duck away from her. Stumbling slightly, she seems genuinely confused to not have you in her grasp. @@color:yellowgreen;You managed to escape.@@ "Back off! Kim or not, eating people is still against the rules," you snap, glaring at her as you keep a safe distance. "And here I thought you were the nice one..." She pouts and puts her hands on her hips. "Oh come on, don't be like that! <<if $eatenByBetty and ($eatenByAlice or $eatenByAliceCookout or $eatenByAliceDay4)>>There's, like, no way I could actually do it if Betty and Alice threw you up, just let me give it a try!<<else>>We could, like, dance together while you're in there, it would be fun!<</if>>" "Absolutely not!" you say. "Do you seriously think you can convince me to //let// you eat me?" "Aw, okay..." she says, her shoulders sagging. Your argument had started to draw some attention from the nearby partygoers, but something happening at the drink table suddenly causes a bigger commotion. You can't quite tell what's going on yourself, though over the music you can hear a number of people chanting "chug" over and over again. Cassidy, apparently thinking everything was resolved amicably, quickly turns her own attention to the situation as if she hadn't just brazenly tried to eat you. Seeing her back turned to you and most of the party distracted, the thought of revenge creeps into your mind... \ [[Eat her->Emma's Party- Eat Cassidy]]/* keeping consistent with reversals so far where if you fail to grab someone they instantly succeed at swallowing you instead of having another check since its convenient, you always succeed if you try to eat Cassidy from this option*/ <<link "Leave her be">><<replace "#pred">>\ But, you shake it off. She's just a drunk idiot, it's not worth breaking Emma's rules over. After that brush with danger, though, you decide it's probably best to call it a night. Rather than getting involved in the commotion, you take the opportunity to slip away from the party, making your way back through the halls to your dorm to get ready for bed. [[Turn in for the night->September 7th- End of Day]]\ <</replace>><</link>>\ <</replace>> <</if>> <</link>> \ <<elseif !($ateCassidy or $samAteCassidy)>>\ But, your excitement is interrupted as you and another girl back into each other, almost falling to the floor in the process. Once you're stable, you turn to check on her. <<if $metCassidy>>"Hey, sorry about that... Cassidy?" you say, recognizing the other girl. It's Alice's second lackey--the airhead. Her curly pigtails are pretty hard to mistake. "Heeey! It's, like, totally fine," Cassidy replies, giggling. She tilts her hips towards you and gives herself a light spank. "Prooobably my fault, me and my big booty have been bumping people, like, all night!" <<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 2>>"Oh I'm sure no one minds that," you chuckle, eyeing her perky ass.<<else>>"Uh, sure," you say.<</if>> She's clearly pretty drunk. "I know you, right..? Ummm...." she says, tilting her head and tapping her cheek. <<if $aliceSimp > 1>>"Oh yeah, you, like, fed that girl to Alice the other day! $name, right?" <<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 2>>"Yep, hand delivered!" you say with a laugh.<<else>>"Yeah, that's me..." you say with a sigh.<</if>> "She totally loved that, you'll be sitting with us in no time!" she says. "Oh, but don't tell her I was here! She told me not to come but, like, how could I not? This night has been totally so much fun! "Ha, don't worry, your secret's safe with me," you reply. "Yay! Alright, let's dance!"<<else>>Then she shrugs. "Nope, don't remember sorry! I'm Cassidy!" she says, seemingly forgetting that you already called her by name. "Let's dance!"<</if>>\ <<else>>\ It's a blonde girl with pink highlights in her hair, wearing it in heavily styled pigtails. She's wearing remarkably little clothing--just a white miniskirt and a tiny, bright pink tube top that leaves most of her midriff bare, even revealing some of the bra she has on beneath.<<if $outfit is "skimpy">> It's not far off from your own look, really.<</if>> "Hey, sorry about that, are you okay?" you say. "Heeey! It's, like, totally fine," the girl replies, giggling. She tilts her hips towards you and gives herself a light spank. "Prooobably my fault, me and my big booty have been bumping people, like, all night!" <<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 2>>"Oh I'm sure no one minds that," you chuckle, eyeing her perky ass.<<else>>"Uh, sure," you say.<</if>> She's clearly pretty drunk. "Anyways, I'm Cassidy! Let's dance!" she says with a grin, getting right back into her groove.\ <</if>> Having already lost your original group thanks to the brief disruption, you just shrug and go along with it, joining in with her as she goes back to dancing. The two of you quickly hit it off, moving in sync and playing off each other as you both let loose without a care.<<if !$pacifist>> Though, as she shakes her body in that skimpy outfit she's wearing, you can't help noticing your mouth start to water...<</if>> Lost in the rhythm, you're one of the last to notice that there's some sort of commotion happening over by the drink table. Most of the crowd has their attention turned toward it, Cassidy included. <<if $pacifist>>You can't help noticing the potential<<else>>As nice as dancing has been, you find yourself practically drooling at the<</if>> opportunity presented by a ditsy, drunk girl turning her back to you while the whole party is distracted... \ <<link "Eat Her">> <<set $pacifist to false>> <<set _checkType to "oral">> <<set _baseline to (5+$tempPlayerInebriation)>> <<set _modifier to 0>> <<include "voreCheck">> <<if _swallow>> <<goto "Emma's Party- Eat Cassidy">> <<else>> <<set $stamina -= 3>> <<replace "#choice">><<set $cassidyParty to "dance">>\ You lick your lips--there's no way you could pass this up.<<if $aliceSimp > 0>> Beyond just the chance at an easy meal, maybe cutting out part of Alice's clique would open up an opportunity for you to take her place...<</if>> You step forward to grab her... and immediately trip over your own foot, bumping into Cassidy as you just barely stop yourself from faceplanting on the ground. @@color:orange;You were too clumsy...@@ "Oh, sorry, were you, like, trying to see?" Cassidy says, turning back and offering you a hand getting to your feet. "Y-Yeah, something like that..." you say. After the embarrassment of that blunder, and seeing her be so innocently helpful, you choose to just cut your losses and accept the blessing of it going unnoticed. "It's just someone that, like, drank all the alcohol I think," Cassidy replies. She starts to dance again, already over the distraction. "I mean, everyone's telling her to chug and her belly is, like huge! C'mon, that means we gotta get the most out of the buzz we've got!" You hesitate for a moment, then decide to shrug off the more likely explanation of a girl with a huge belly drawing this sort of attention. Not your concern--especially after you just tried to do the same. You came out here to dance, so you're going to dance! The night seems to fly right by you in no time at all as you and Cassidy party hard, your embarrassing ill-fated attempt to eat her quickly forgotten in the excitement. Eventually, as the party thins to just a handful of girls, you reach your limit, exhaustion overtaking the blissful trance of rhythmic motion. So, out of breath and sweating a little, you finally leave the party to turn in for the night, a big smile plastered on your face as you make your way back to your dorm. [[Turn in for the night->September 7th- End of Day]]<<set $metCassidy to true>>\ <</replace>> <</if>> <</link>> <<link "Leave her be">><<replace "#choice">><<set $cassidyParty to "dance">>\ But you shake off the thought, instead craning your neck to try and get a look at what everyone is distracted by. You're too far and the crowd is too dense to tell much from your position. "Any idea what's going on?" you ask. "Oh, someone like, drank all the alcohol I think," Cassidy replies, turning back to you. She starts to dance again, already over the distraction. "I mean, everyone's telling her to chug and her belly is, like huge! C'mon, that means we gotta get the most out of the buzz we've got!" You hesitate for a moment, then decide to shrug off the more likely explanation of a girl with a huge belly drawing this sort of attention. Not your concern--you came out here to dance, so you're going to dance! The night seems to fly right by you in no time at all as you and Cassidy party hard. Eventually, as the party thins to just a handful of girls, you reach your limit, exhaustion overtaking the blissful trance of rhythmic motion. So, out of breath and sweating a little, you finally leave the party to turn in for the night, a big smile plastered on your face as you make your way back to your dorm. [[Turn in for the night->September 7th- End of Day]]<<set $metCassidy to true>>\<</replace>><</link>>\ \ <<else>>\ There's something surprisingly therapeutic about it, just letting go and shaking your body without a care in the world. The night seems to fly right by you in no time at all. Some commotion by the drink table gets most people's attention at one point, but you just dance right through it. And for a while, you find yourself dancing with a girl that clearly ate someone--practically grinding against her belly even thanks to the extra space she took up--without even giving it a second thought. Eventually, as the party thins to just a handful of girls, you reach your limit, exhaustion overtaking the blissful trance of rhythmic motion. So, out of breath and sweating a little, you finally leave the party to turn in for the night, a big smile plastered on your face as you make your way back to your dorm. [[Turn in for the night->September 7th- End of Day]]\ <</if>>

<<if $ateCassidyParty>><<Time 26>><<else>><<Time 25>><</if>>\ <<if $ateCassidyParty>>\ <<set $emmaRomancePlayerInit += 1>>\ As you head over to check on her, you start to hear snoring over the music. You smirk--she fell asleep right there on the floor, no wonder she hasn't gone anywhere. Carefully balancing the weight of your gut, you crouch down to nudge her awake. "Hey, Emma," you say, shaking her shoulder. "Emma, you still with me?" She snaps back to attention mid-snore, glancing around with a dazed look on her face. Her eyes settle on your gut and, after a brief pause to process the information, she gasps. "$name! Did you really eat someo--//*UUurrrrrp!*//" she says, giving a blank stare as a belch interrupts her. She glances down at her own bloated belly squished beneath her and pokes it curiously. "Oh. Hehe, me too, huh?" "Honestly, you drank enough that we could probably pretend that's just booze, but yeah. You gave me the idea," you chuckle, offering her a hand. "Passing out on the floor isn't a great way to end the night, let's get you back to the room." "Awww, thanks $name..!" she says, grabbing your hand with both of hers. <<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 2>>Unfortunately, being fairly drunk yourself, she ends up just pulling you down to the floor with her, pushing out a burp as your gut presses against the floor. There's a pause, then you both laugh and struggle up onto your feet together<<else>>Her movements are so awkward that she almost pulls you over in the process, but you're able to get her back onto her feet<</if>>. "<<if $emmaRel < 1>>I knew you couldn't //*hic*// be all that bad!<<else>>You're so //*hic*// good to me...~<</if>>" She rests one of her arms over your shoulders and you wrap one of your own around her to support her as she walks, then the two of you slowly start to head for the exit. Your bellies slosh and jiggle with every step, occasionally bumping and nudging each other as they sway. By now, both of them are soft and round, barely anything solid left of the girls once trapped inside. "I hope everyone had a //*urp*// good time tonight..." Emma mumbles. She definitely needed the help, even with you to lean on she stumbles every few steps and you need to brace to keep her upright.<<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 2>> Of course, given the state you're in the two of you still end up meandering in a sort of a zig-zag pattern as you walk, but at least you're sober enough to mostly maintain your balance.<</if>> "Did you have a good time?" <<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 1>>"Hell yeah, this thing was incredible!" you cheer, though your voice is somewhat strained.<<else>>"Yeah Emma, the party was great," you say, your voice somewhat strained.<</if>> You've reached the stairs, and she's putting a lot more weight on you to steady herself. "I can think of at least two people that didn't have a great night though," you add with a laugh. "Yeah..." Emma sighs. For a moment, she seems upset, but then another drunken fit of giggling takes over. <<if $totalPrey > 2>>"I can't believe you went and broke the rule... I knew you would though<<if $totalPrey > 5>>, you big //*hic*// glutton you<</if>>..." she says, poking your belly with her free hand.<<if $emmaRelation3 > 0>> "I was really hoping you wouldn't after that talk the other night, though..."<</if>> "Hey, you're one to //*urp*// talk!" you protest. "In case you forgot, you broke it first." "I know, I know, I pretty much knew this would //*hic*// happen too..." she laughs. You're caught off guard as she lifts her head to give you a quick kiss on the cheek. "Thank you. You held off until I sorta kinda gave the okay... //*UUrrrap*//... I appreciate that..."<<else>>"Hehe, I'm so //*hic*// glad you enjoyed it though, I think we really needed this..." she giggles. "I know I did... //*URrrp*//..."<</if>> After managing to overcome the stairs, the two of you carry on through Lampton and over the bridge, the noises coming from your guts gradually overpowering the muffled sounds of music from the party until it completely fades away.<<if $emmaRel > 3>> "Hehe, I guess we're //*hic*// gut buddies right now," Emma giggles. She intentionally swings her belly into yours, creating all sorts of wet noises as both their contents slosh around from the impact. "I bet we look super cute together...~" <<elseif $emmaAteBetty and ($totalPrey > 2)>>"Hehe, this is two //*hic*// nights in a row now... I think you might be //*Uuurp*// a bad influence, $name..." Emma mumbles to herself, giggling as she rubs her belly with her free hand. <</if>>Going back downstairs proves to almost be more challenging than going up, but with some difficulty--and one close call where Emma nearly took a tumble--you're able to get her back on level ground. Just a little longer, and you're at the door to your dorm. "Hmm, I //*hic*// hope Abby made it back to her room alright, she was nice..." Emma mumbles, leaning against the wall while you<<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 2>> embarrassingly struggle to<</if>> unlock the door. She rubs her belly as she talks, leaving you unsure if she legitimately forgot what happened, or if that was meant to be a joke. "Oh I think she found a nice place to stay~" you say with a laugh. "Let's get you into bed, okay?" <<if $emmaRel > 4>><<set $emmaRelation4 to 3>>"Ooh, if you insist~" Emma says in a breathy voice. You can feel your face get red hot as she latches back onto you, resting her head against your shoulder and pressing her gut against yours. "That's<<if $tempPlayerInebriation < 2>>, uh,<</if>> not exactly what I..." you say, flustered. You help her over to her bed, but before you can break away she gives you a kiss on the cheek and slides around to stand in front of you, leaning over and grabbing your belly. She rubs it in little circles, idly shifting back and forth on her heels to bump her own gut against yours. "Are you //*UUURrrrrp*//... hehe, sorry," she says, burping directly into your face. "Are you sure about //*hic*// that?~" "You're... really drunk right now..." you say. You can feel your face burning up. "Hehe, squishy..." she says, starting to push a little harder against the plush surface of your stomach. "So soft...<<if $totalPrey > 2>> no wonder you do this so often...<</if>>" Her eyes flick between you and your gut with a look that makes your heart skip a beat. You yelp as she suddenly pulls you to the side and pushes you onto the bed. She looks down at you with a glint in her eyes, her cheeks flush from more than just alcohol. <<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 1>>"Emma..." is all you can say.<<else>>"Wh-What are you doing..?" you stammer.<</if>> "Let's just... Let's just be //*hic*// honest tonight..." she says, starting to lean down to join you on the bed. "I really //*urp*// like you $name... I... h-hang on..." She doesn't make it very far before your bellies awkwardly press together, pushing out a small burp from each of you. In her drunken stupor, she seems confused and tries to just push harder a few times, but luckily she relents when her stomach groans in protest, deciding to crawl up next to you instead. Once again, however, the bulk of your guts proves to be an issue as hers bumps against yours before she can get face to face. "I... I like you too..." you whimper, looking down at her as she struggles to properly join you on the bed. "Are we really doing this..?" "I know you do...~" she says in a quiet voice, almost mumbling. She seems to admit defeat, wrapping her arms around your belly and resting her head against it instead of trying to reposition again. "Mmh... maybe I can... just..." She never finishes the thought, and a moment later you can hear her softly snoring. All the exhaustion and alcohol from the night must have caught up with her again. You're frozen in place, your heart still racing as you process the situation--she's cradling your belly and using it as a pillow. And she looks so... blissful. You smile and get comfortable on the bed without disturbing her, daring to gently rest your hand against her head as she lays on your belly. Then, you close your eyes and start to doze off with her, lulled to sleep by the subtle sounds of digestion...<<if $emmaRel < 6>> <<Emma 1>><</if>> [[Go to sleep->Week 1 End Transition]]<<unset $tempPlayerInebriation>><<unset $tempEmmaInebriation>><<unset $tempDare>><<unset $tempHornyDare>><<unset $tempJadaDare>><<unset $tempSunnySam>>\ <<if ($minaEnd is "alive") and $week1PartyMinaInvited and !hasVisited("September 7th- Walk Mina Back") and !hasVisited("Emma's Party 3- Mina")>><<set $minaEnd to "party">><</if>>\ <<else>>"<<if $emmaRel > 1>>Hehe, I bet you //*hic*// wish...<<else>>Yes ma'am...<</if>>" Emma replies, giggling to herself. Letting her lean on you again, you help her over to her bed. Before you can break away, she gives you a kiss on the cheek... followed by a burp directly into your face. "Hehe, sorry... but //*hic*// thank you $name..." she says. She lets go of you and falls forward onto her bed, sighing as she sinks into the warmth of her sheets. "You're the //*uuurp*// best..."<<if $emmaRel < 5>> <<if $emmaRel > 3>><<Emma 1>><<else>><<Emma 2>><</if>><</if>> You smile as you watch her doze off almost immediately, cuddling her Abby and booze filled gut. You're not sure how she's going to react once she sobers up, but for now at least she certainly looks happy. A yawn overtakes you for a moment, and you decide it's probably time for you to turn in as well. [[Get ready for bed->September 7th- End of Day]]<</if>>\ <<else>>\ <<if $tempEmmaInebriation > 10>>\ <<set $emmaRomancePlayerInit += 1>>\ <<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 2>>"I think we've both done enough for one night," you chuckle, offering her a hand.<<else>>"I think it's probably time you called it a night, Emma," you say, offering her a hand.<</if>> "Let's get you back to the room." "Awww, thanks $name..!" she says, grabbing your hand with both of hers. <<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 2>>Unfortunately, being fairly drunk yourself, she ends up just pulling you down to the floor with her. There's a pause, then you both laugh and struggle up onto your feet together<<else>>Her movements are so awkward that she almost pulls you over in the process, but you're able to get her back onto her feet<</if>>. "<<if $emmaRel < 1>>I knew you couldn't //*hic*// be all that bad!<<else>>You're so //*hic*// good to me...~<</if>>" She rests one of her arms over your shoulders and you wrap one of your own around her to support her as she walks, then the two of you slowly start to head for the exit. Her belly sloshes and jiggles with every step, the warm, soft skin of her liquid filled gut sometimes nudging against you. You don't notice any movement inside anymore even though Abby is clearly still mostly solid--especially given how drunk she must have been, it's not hard to believe Emma tripping was enough to knock her out. "I hope everyone had a //*urp*// good time..." Emma mumbles. She definitely needed the help, even with you to lean on she stumbles every few steps and you need to brace to keep her upright.<<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 2>> Of course, given the state you're in the two of you still end up meandering in a sort of a zig-zag pattern as you walk, but at least you're sober enough to mostly maintain your balance.<</if>> "Did you have a good time?" <<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 1>>"Hell yeah, this thing was incredible!" you cheer, though your voice is somewhat strained.<<else>>"Yeah Emma, the party was great," you say, your voice somewhat strained.<</if>> You've reached the stairs, and she's putting a lot more weight on you to steady herself. "I think everyone..." you trail off and glance at her gut,<<if ($tempPlayerInebriation > 1) and !$pacifist>> giggling to yourself.<</if>> "...pretty much everyone, loved it." "Hehe, I'm so //*hic*// glad, I think we really needed this..." she giggles. "I know I did... //*URrrp*//..." After managing to overcome the stairs, the two of you carry on through Lampton and over the bridge, the noises coming from Emma's gut gradually overpowering the muffled sounds of music coming from the party until it completely fades away.<<if $emmaRel > 3>> "Hehe, you know, you're so //*hic*// cute I kinda wish I could just eat you up, $name...~" Emma says, giggling and pulling you a little closer. "Have you all nice and //*urp*// safe and snug and... close, inside me... But I don't want to //*hic*// digest you, that would be a problem..." "Y-Yeah, I'm glad you agree on that last bit..." you say. <<elseif $emmaAteBetty and ($totalPrey > 2)>> "Hehe, this is two //*hic*// nights in a row now... I think you might be //*Uuurp*// a bad influence, $name..." Emma mumbles to herself, giggling as she rubs her belly with her free hand. <</if>>Going back downstairs proves to almost be more challenging than going up, but with some difficulty--and one close call where Emma nearly took a tumble--you're able to get her back on level ground. Just a little longer, and you're at the door to your dorm. "Hmm, I //*hic*// hope Abby made it back to her room alright, she was nice..." Emma mumbles, leaning against the wall while you<<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 2>> embarrassingly struggle to<</if>> unlock the door. She rubs her belly as she talks, leaving you unsure if she legitimately forgot what happened, or if that was meant to be a joke. <<if ($tempPlayerInebriation > 1) and !$pacifist>>"Oh I think she found a nice place to stay~" you say with a laugh.<<else>>"Right..." you say, giving her a worried smile.<</if>> "Let's get you into bed, okay?" <<if $emmaRel > 4>><<set $emmaRelation4 to 2>>"Ooh, if you insist~" Emma says in a breathy voice. You can feel your face get red hot as she latches back onto you, resting her head against your shoulder. "That's<<if $tempPlayerInebriation < 2>>, uh,<</if>> not exactly what I..." you say, flustered. You help her over to her bed, but before you can break away she gives you a kiss on the cheek and slides around to stand in front of you with her hands on your shoulders. Her gut squishes against you. "Are you //*UUURrrrrp*//... hehe, sorry," she says, burping directly into your face. "Are you sure about //*hic*// that?~" "You're... really drunk right--" You yelp as she suddenly pulls you to the side and pushes you onto the bed. Then, before you can even properly process the situation, she drops down on top of you. The full weight of her gut presses down on you, squishing against your body and pinning you to the bed. She plants her hands next to your head and stares down at you, her cheeks flush from more than just alcohol and a look in her eyes that makes your heart skip a beat. <<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 1>>"Emma..." is all you can say.<<else>>"Wh-What are you doing..?" you stammer.<</if>> "Let's just... Let's just be //*hic*// honest tonight..." she says, her eyelids starting to droop. She leans forward, her stomach subtly sloshing as it shifts against you. "I really //*urp*// like you $name... mmh, this is really cozy..." "I... I like you too..." you whimper. "Are we really doing this..?" "I know you do...~" she says in a quiet voice, almost mumbling. Her eyelids fall further... past the point of being a seductive look. "I really... want..." She leans in further, looking like she might be going for a kiss at first... and then dozes off. For a moment you're concerned, until she starts softly snoring and it becomes clear she really is just asleep. All the exhaustion and alcohol from the night must have caught up with her now that she's laying in her bed... even if there is a person sandwiched between them at the moment. You make an attempt to lift her off of you, but you can't get enough leverage to do much against the weight of two people. You could probably manage to roll her to the side... but that would mean shoving her onto the floor, which you can't bring yourself to do. And judging by how unresponsive she was to your initial struggle, waking her up isn't going to be a realistic option anytime soon. You sigh, giving in to the situation and hoping you won't be too sore in the morning after this. Emma's head is just a few inches in front of your own as she rests atop her gut, a blissful expression on her face. You smile and lean your head back, getting as comfortable as you can. Trapped beneath the mass of Emma's belly as it slowly softens and churns away at her meal, you start to doze off with her, lulled to sleep by the subtle sounds of digestion...<<if $emmaRel < 6>> <<Emma 1>><</if>> [[Go to sleep->Week 1 End Transition]]<<unset $tempPlayerInebriation>><<unset $tempEmmaInebriation>><<unset $tempDare>><<unset $tempHornyDare>><<unset $tempJadaDare>><<unset $tempSunnySam>>\ <<if ($minaEnd is "alive") and $week1PartyMinaInvited and !hasVisited("September 7th- Walk Mina Back") and !hasVisited("Emma's Party 3- Mina")>><<set $minaEnd to "party">><</if>>\ <<else>>"<<if $emmaRel > 1>>Hehe, I bet you //*hic*// wish...<<else>>Yes ma'am...<</if>>" Emma replies, giggling to herself. Letting her lean on you again, you help her over to her bed. Before you can break away, she gives you a kiss on the cheek... followed by a burp directly into your face. "Hehe, sorry... but //*hic*// thank you $name..." she says. She lets go of you and falls forward onto her bed, sighing as she sinks into the warmth of her sheets. "You're the //*uuurp*// best..."<<if $emmaRel < 5>> <<if $emmaRel > 3>><<Emma 1>><<else>><<Emma 2>><</if>><</if>> You smile as you watch her doze off almost immediately, cuddling her Abby and booze filled gut. You're not sure how she's going to react once she sobers up, but for now at least she certainly looks happy. A yawn overtakes you for a moment, and you decide it's probably time for you to turn in as well. [[Get ready for bed->September 7th- End of Day]]<</if>>\ <<else>>\ "<<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 1>>Yeah<<else>>Uh, maybe<</if>> that's not a great idea," you say. "You're clearly already really drunk.<<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 1>> And that's coming from someone who's pretty drunk herself!<</if>>" "//*Pfft*//, maybe, but we're still standing! That means our bodies can take more," Abby says, chuckling. She waves her hand dismissively at you. "Don't be lame, this'll be fun!" Several people in the gathered crowd cheer in agreement, one of them going as far as to actively boo you. "Yeah it'll be okay $name, I can beat her no problem!" Emma says. She smiles at you. "I'll be fiiiine, really." <<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 1>>"Yeah //you'll// be fine, but Abby or someone else is gonna be in real trouble," you chuckle, putting a hand on her shoulder.<<else>>I know you can, but that's not really my point," you say, gently putting a hand on her arm.<</if>> "<<if $emmaRelation3 > 0>>You know how you get when you're really drunk<<else>>You've mentioned doing things you regret when you get really drunk<</if>>, I think you've had enough for one night. Come on, I'll walk you back to the dorm." "Oh... y-yeah..." Emma says sheepishly. "I guess I am getting carried away..." "No, c'mon, I was getting all hyped up!" Abby pleads. More people start to boo you, but Emma quickly steps in. "No, stop! Sorry everyone, she's right. It's for your own good, Abby," Emma says, chuckling a little. There's still some muttered disappointment, but not as aggressive as before. "I hope you all had a great night, I know I did!" There's a round of cheers that puts a big smile on Emma's face. Shortly after, Abby starts looking for someone else willing to take her challenge while you and Emma shuffle away from the crowd. She leans against you for support as you walk<<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 2>>, though considering you're not particularly sober either it's more like you're supporting each other<</if>>. "Thanks, $name. That would have been fun, but.. I'm glad you're looking out for me," she says. "You're really great, you know that?" <<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 1>>"Hey thanks, you're not too bad yourself," you say with a slight laugh, blushing as she rests her head against your shoulder.<<else>>"I... thanks," you say, starting to get flustered as she rests her head against your shoulder.<</if>> "You're cute too... cute enough that I could just eat you up...<<if ($outfit is "underwear") or ($outfit is "skimpy")>> especially dressed like that...<</if>>~" she adds, giggling. "Hehe, sorry, I probably shouldn't say things like that..." The two of you carry on your way through the halls, heading up through Lampton and over the bridge to return to your dorm<<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 2>>, moving in a sort of zig-zag pattern thanks to your mutual inebriation<</if>>. The faint, muffled thumping of the music still playing at the party gradually fades away, signaling the end of the night. Before long, you arrive at the door to your room. "I'm so glad everyone enjoyed themselves..." Emma says, staying latched onto you as you unlock the door. "Did you have a good time, $name..?" <<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 1>>"Hell yeah, this thing was incredible!" you say with a grin.<<else>>"Of course, the party was amazing!" you reply.<</if>> The two of you shuffle into the room, almost forgetting to close the door behind you. "You did a great job, Emma.<<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 1>> Really knocked it out of the park.<</if>>" <<if $emmaRel > 4>>\ "That's wonderful to hear..." Emma says. She leans in to give you a kiss on the cheek... then wraps her arms around you and swivels to face you head on. She stares longingly into your eyes and your heart skips a beat. "I really like you $name, ever since that first day on campus, I knew there was something special about you...~" She pulls you closer. "It's just the two of us now..." she whispers. "Let's... let's have one last bit of fun to send off the night...~" \ <<if $tempPlayerInebriation is 0>>\ "I-I..." you stammer, wide eyed. Taking a deep breath, you grab her arms and gently push her away. "Sorry, Emma, you're way too drunk right now to even consider something like that." "Oh... yeah, yeah I... I guess..." Emma mumbles, looking off to the side with a flustered expression. She sits on her bed and lays back. "Um, good night then..." Luckily, she gets comfortable and passes out almost immediately, clearing the awkward tension in the air. You watch for a moment as she starts to softly snore, your heart still racing from her proposition. Then a yawn overtakes you and you decide it's probably time for you to turn in as well. [[Get ready for bed->September 7th- End of Day]]\ <<else>>\ <<link "Let's do it">><<replace "#choice">><<set $emmaRomancePlayerInit += 1>><<set $emmaRelation4 to 1>>\ "E-Emma, I..." you say, trailing off as you stare back into her eyes. The alcohol running through your veins kicks in and you find your confidence, wrapping your arms around her and pulling her right up against you. "...yes." She immediately leans in for a long, slow kiss. A mixed flavor of alcohol and fruitiness lingers upon your lips even after she pulls away. You stare into each other's eyes, the room silent beyond your breathing and the thumping of your hearts. No more words are exchanged. The stunned moment passes and your lips lock again, more excited, more fervent than before. You fall forward onto Emma's bed, caressing each other's necks and backs in loving embrace as you get lost in a flurry of kisses. Hands start to wander along curves and under skirts, passion building as you grow deeper intwined. But that isn't the only sensation that grows. Laying back on her bed, gripped in the comfort of each other's embrace... the exhaustion of a long night starts to set in. Just as quickly as things began to escalate, your efforts start to slow, until, mid-kiss, you both doze off, left to spend the night tangled together in a drunken stupor...<<if $emmaRel < 6>> <<Emma 1>><</if>> [[Go to sleep->Week 1 End Transition]]<<unset $tempPlayerInebriation>><<unset $tempEmmaInebriation>><<unset $tempDare>><<unset $tempHornyDare>><<unset $tempJadaDare>><<unset $tempSunnySam>>\ <<if ($minaEnd is "alive") and $week1PartyMinaInvited and !hasVisited("September 7th- Walk Mina Back") and !hasVisited("Emma's Party 3- Mina")>><<set $minaEnd to "party">><</if>>\ <</replace>><</link>> <<link "Pull away">><<replace "#choice">>\ "<<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 1>>Woah, that's, uh... I...<<else>>I-I...<</if>>" you stammer, wide eyed. Taking a deep breath, you grab her arms and gently push her away. "Sorry, Emma, we're way too drunk right now to even consider something like that." "Oh... yeah, yeah I... I guess..." Emma mumbles, looking off to the side with a flustered expression. She sits on her bed and lays back. "Um, good night then..." Luckily, she gets comfortable and passes out almost immediately, clearing the awkward tension in the air. You watch for a moment as she starts to softly snore, your heart still racing from her proposition. Then a yawn overtakes you and you decide it's probably time for you to turn in as well. [[Get ready for bed->September 7th- End of Day]]\ <</replace>><</link>>\ <</if>>\ <<else>>\ "Aw, thanks $name," Emma says. She leans in and rests a hand against your face, giving the other cheek a quick kiss. "You really are amazing, you know that? I'm so glad we got paired up...~" "M-Me too..!" you stammer. Emma giggles and pulls away, flopping back onto her bed. "You're even cuter when you're flustered...~" she says. Her eyes are already starting to droop now that she's laying down. "Thanks again... I... Good night..." <<if $emmaRel > 3>><<Emma 1>><<else>><<Emma 2>><</if>> With that, she passes out, the exhaustion of the night finally catching up with her. You smile as she starts to softly snore, a blissful expression on her face. A yawn overtakes you for a moment, and you decide it's probably time for you to turn in as well. [[Get ready for bed->September 7th- End of Day]]\ <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <</if>>

<<Time 24.25>>\ <<set $eatenByEmma to true>><<set $predName to "Emma">><<set $predSS to 35>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "EmmaParty_PreyStruggle">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "Emma(TEXT)">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "EmmaParty_Actions">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Eaten By Emma- Escape">>\ <<set _firstStrong to false>><<set _emmaMassage to false>>\ "Emma wait..!" you shout as she opens her mouth and starts to pull you closer. <<if ($emmaRel > 2) and ($tempEmmaInebriation > 3)>>"This is gonna give me way //more// to worry about, think about what you're doing!"<<else>>"This is a terrible solution!"<</if>> You brace yourself against her grip, pushing back enough to hold her at bay. In her drunken state of mind, she just tries to stretch her neck forward further when pulling you in range of her mouth fails, then starts to lean forward just as you try to break away from her. Your poorly timed escape attempt sends you toppling backward onto the ground, Emma landing on top of you with her face pressed against your<<if ($outfit is "underwear") or ($outfit is "skimpy")>> exposed<</if>> midriff. You groan and rub the back of your head, briefly stunned by the impact... but Emma gets right to work. @@color:orange;You have been overpowered.@@ The warm, wet sensation of her mouth is already wrapped around your ankles before you can think to scramble away from her. She's completely serious! She grabs your hips with a surprisingly strong grip to hold you in place while your legs sink down her throat. "Emma, stop! What about the no eating rule!?" you shout. Your protest doesn't give her even a moment's hesitation, the tight flesh of her throat rippling around your legs as you're pulled deeper into her, bit by bit. You feel your feet push through a warm puddle of liquid as they slide into her stomach. "EMMA!" The crowd seems conflicted by the turn of events, at least at first. Abby looks like she isn't sure what to do and several onlookers hurry away from the scene, probably taking this is a cue that it's time to call it a night. The rest though... they start to cheer her on. "The rules don't apply to party poopers!" "Yeah, show her who's in charge girl!" You thrash and squirm against her grip, trying desperately to break away, but it's no use. Your thighs slide through her lips, then your hips, your legs beginning to stretch her stomach. There's a glazed over look in her eyes, her drunken mind clearly not focused on anything beyond getting the meal it's been presented tucked away. She grabs your arms and feeds your hands into her lips, removing any faint hope you had of avoiding your fate. She never lifts you up or repositions, leaving her stomach tight and cramped as her expanding gut quickly starts to press against the floor. Her efforts slow from the resistance, but she stubbornly carries on, crawling forward over you as she gulps down your stomach. "Emma, come on, stop to think for a second!" you plead. "Don't do this!" If she hears you, it doesn't faze her. <<if $breastSize > 34>>She briefly struggles with your chest, getting fairly handsy as she kneads your breasts and squeezes them through her lips. Once they're in, she easily glides over your shoulders and up to your neck.<<else>>Her lips glide up your chest and crest over your shoulders, sealing around your neck.<</if>> Her insides are already painfully cramped from her poor positioning, leaving you crushed between her weight and the floor even as she finishes swallowing you down. "EMMA..!" you shout one last time in desperation. It's useless--a few more swallows, and your head disappears through her lips, fully sealing you into your hopelessly drunk roommate's gut. "//*BWOOUUUURRRP!*// There...~" Emma giggles, giving her belly a possessive pat. You hear a few muffled cheers from the crowd. <<if ($tempEmmaInebriation > 3) and ($emmaRel > 2)>>"Nice and //*urp*// safe!"<<else>>"Problem //*urp*// solved!"<</if>> She flops over onto her side, freeing you from the crushing pressure but sending the<<if $tempEmmaInebriation > 3>> serious<</if>> pool of acid and booze already built up in her stomach washing over you. The walls ripple around you as you struggle to get into a bearable position within the humid depths of her gut, warm liquid sloshing around with every movement. If there's one tiny silver lining, the slightly fruity alcoholic scent filling the air from all her prior drinking is overpowering the usual stench of a stomach's interior, for now. "Emma, this is crazy! You need to spit me out!" you shout.<<if $emmaRel > 2>> "Come on, we're friends!"<</if>> "Hehe, no way...~ You're in time out until we're done here!" Emma says, giggling. You can feel her massaging the side of her belly with one hand. "<<if ($emmaDitchedCookout > 2) and !($ateCassidy or $samAteCassidy) and ($aliceRel < 2)>>You had fun watching //*uurp*// Betty lug me around, why not let everyone else enjoy the show for a bit!<<elseif $emmaTrainForZoey > 1>>Just relax, <<if $emmaTrainForZoey is 2>>we trained together just a couple days ago! If I //*uurp*// forget to let you out, you should have no problem getting out yourself!<<else>>isn't this exactly what you //*uurp*// wanted the other day?~<</if>><<elseif ($tempEmmaInebriation > 3) and ($emmaRel > 2)>>Just relax and let me //*uurp*// take care of you for a while...~<<else>>So sit tight and think about why you're //*uurp*// in there!<</if>>" "So, um, obviously you're pretty full..." you hear Abby's muffled voice say. "I guess the contest probably wouldn't be fair now..?" "No no, I can still take you on easily!" Emma assures her. The walls of her stomach squeeze and shift against you in strange ways for a moment. "Heh, I'm gonna need a hand //*Uurrp*// getting up though!" Your world shifts and jostles around as someone obliges, helping Emma back up onto her feet. Over the groans of her stomach kicking into gear, you can hear chants of encouragement for Abby, desperately trying to get her back on board with the idea despite the voracious turn things have taken. "O-Okay then, let's do it!" she finally says. "You're still going down, even if you're drinking for two!" You grimace as you work on getting yourself into a relatively stable position. From the sounds of it, things are about to get even worse in here. And though she might think she's being honest, there's no way you can trust Emma to release you in the state she's in, you need to get out of here!<<set $sceneAttack to -1>><<set $sceneDefense to 1>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "preyOptions">></div>

<<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "strong">> <<if !_firstStrong>> <<set _firstStrong to true>> <<append "#digestion">> You clench you fists. Sure, she's drunk, but how could //she// of all people do this to you at her 'safe' party? When you were trying to help her no less... and no one seemed keen on helping //you//. Your frustration boils over and you let out a roar of defiance, starting to pummel the walls around you. No real strategy to it, just wild kicking and shoving with all the strength you can muster as you vent your rage. "EMMA<<if ($emmaRel < 1) or ($tempPlayerInebriation > 1)>> YOU DRUNK BITCH<</if>>! Get me the hell out of here!" you shout. There's no response from her, but a sour groan running through your walls tells you that her body isn't happy with your resistance at least. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<case "damaged">> <<if $healthThreshold is 2>> <<append "#digestion">> You grimace, curling into a tighter ball for a moment as a stinging pain washes over your exposed skin. All of her drinking might be watering down her acid... but all of the alcohol is making things feel much worse in the patches where burns have started to settle in. The reality that you might really get digested by //Emma// is starting to sink in... @@color:red;You aren't sure how much longer you can last.@@ <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<case "progress">> <<if $progress is 3>> <<append "#digestion">> "Oooh, come //*Uurrp*// on..." Emma whimpers, gently rubbing her belly. "You've handled way //*hic*// more than this before... Must have been something I ate..." "Y-Yeah, you //*OUurrp*// ate... $name, remember?" Abby's muffled voice replies. "Oh! Right, right," Emma giggles. You feel her caress her gut, giving you a light squeeze. "Just relax please, I'm not //*urp*// done yet. I'll let you out later.~" Somehow, that promise doesn't particularly instill confidence, but your struggling is clearly having an impact at least. @@color:lime;Keep it up, she can't hold out much longer!@@ <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<default>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</switch>>

<<set _roll to random(1,2)>> <<if $turn is 1>> <<set $predAction to "eat">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Okay, hope you're ready!" Emma's muffled voice says. "We'll just keep //*Uuurrp*// drinking until you tap out, save the rum for last! And if somehow you make it that far, we'll move on to whatever's left in the keg after that." "Got it. I hope //you're// ready to tap out~" Abby boasts in return. "And, uh... good luck $name..." You hear the faint crack of a can opening, then the sound of swallowing above you. A moment later, cold, bubbly liquid starts to splash onto your skin as Emma's drink joins you in her stomach. You flinch from the unpleasant sensation, squirming around in a vain attempt to find some reprieve from the stream. You get the sense there's a lot more of this in store for you... <</append>> <<elseif ($progress > 2) and !_emmaMassage>> <<set _emmaMassage to true>> <<set $predAction to "massage">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Mmmh, come on, seriously, settle down..." Emma whines, finally putting a pause to her drinking for a moment. You can feel her running her hands over her gut, applying soothing pressure to try and ease the ache you're kicking up. "I'm //*uurrrap*// in the middle of something here..." <</append>> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "eat">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> You grunt as yet more alcohol starts to flood into the chamber, running down your skin and splashing into the growing pool of liquid around you. Her stomach acid must be getting diluted, at least, but the shock of the ice-cold intrusion and constant sloshing around you is making it difficult to focus. <<else>> For a moment, you have some reprieve from Emma's chugging. Then the walls squeeze in as a burp rumbles up her throat... and she goes right back to flooding her stomach with booze. You give a frustrated kick to the nearest wall as a stream of bubbling fluid once again splashes over you. <</if>> <</append>> <</if>>

<<Time 24.75>>\ <<set $emmaNoWeek1PartyPrey to true>>\ "O-Ooh... shoot... timeout..." Emma groans, clutching her belly. You feel her lean forward on the table. "I--//*hrk*//..." The stomach walls clamp down on you for a moment, briefly starting to push you up towards her throat. Some of the soup surrounding you definitely makes it up, but she's able to recover and swallow it back down before things get too far. "I think I overdid it..." Encouraged by the clear impact you're having, you give a hard shove to the nearest wall. The chamber squeezes in tight and starts to push it's contents out, but once again Emma is able to resist and keep it down. You feel her drop to her knees. <<if ($emmaRel > 3) or ($emmaRomancePlayerInit > 0)>>Even though she //ate you//, you still find yourself feeling a bit guilty about how much discomfort you're clearly putting her through... but you can't exactly let yourself get digested. You<<else>>Frustrated and determined, you<</if>> lash out again, this time pushing up with your hands while you kick the walls hard. The walls crash in once more, and as you'd hoped your hands are the first thing to get forced into her throat this time. It's too much for Emma to handle--she doesn't even try to keep it down this time. Your body rushes up her throat, carried out onto the ground alongside a torrent of barely digested booze. A mix of sympathetic "ooo's" and sounds of disgust ring out from the crowd. You cough and carefully push yourself up onto your knees, feeling nauseous yourself at the sight of the puddle you're sitting in. <<if $turn > 7>>Your head feels heavy and your arms are weak, every inch of your body drenched in digestive fluids--you probably wouldn't have lasted much longer. Your <<if $outfit is "underwear">>underwear<<else>>clothes<</if>> didn't even make it this far, but at the moment being nude isn't high on your list of concerns.<<elseif $turn > 2>>You're completely soaked in various fluids, and your head feels a little hazy<<if $tempPlayerInebriation is 0>>--you probably soaked up a bit of secondhand inebriation from the experience<</if>>. <<if $outfit is "underwear">>Miraculously, your underwear seems to actually be mostly intact still, though it's fraying at the seams and your bra is sporting a few holes.<<else>>Your clothes have been almost entirely eaten away by her stomach, leaving you in just your underwear and tattered <<if $outfit is "normal">>shorts<<else>>skirt<</if>>.<</if>> You can see what's left of your top laying on the ground nearby.<<else>>You're completely soaked in various fluids, and your head feels a little hazy, but for the most part you're no worse for wear.<</if>> "Ooooh... gross..." Emma moans.<<if $emmaInfo1 > 0>> In her drunken state, her aversion to vomit doesn't seem to be as strong.<</if>> She coughs and clutches her stomach, shuffling away from the aftermath of your escape without standing back up. "I cannot //believe// you!" you shout, getting up to your feet. You glare down at her. "<<if ($emmaRel < 1) and ($emmaMax < 3)>>I try to be nice to you for once, and this is what I get?<<elseif $emmaRel > 2>>Do friends just not matter to you anymore once you're drunk?<<else>>What the hell were you thinking?<</if>>" Emma blinks at you, her eyes glazed over. A smile spreads across her lips. "Oh, $name, good, you're okay..!" she mumbles. "I almost forgot, I was worried you were gonna digest..." "//You// were worried!?" you snap. You clench your fists in frustration, then sigh and let them relax. "I'm out of here..." You storm off without waiting for a response, leaving the party behind to return to your dorm.<<if $emmaRel > -1>> <<if $emmaRel > 1>><<Emma -2>><<else>><<Emma -1>><</if>><</if>> <<include "playerPreyEscape">>[[Go get cleaned up->Emma's Party 3- Recovery]]

<<Time 25>>\ <<if $preyName is "fat">>Slimy and a little frazzled from being partially swallowed, you continue down the hall to your own dorm.<<else>>Slimy and exhausted, you trudge <<if $eatenByKris>>down the hall to your own<<else>>through the halls to get back to your<</if>> dorm.<</if>> You unlock the door and step inside with a sigh. At this point you're ready to just go to bed, but you're going to have to clean up first. You head straight for the bathroom<<if $preyName != "amicable">>, grabbing a towel on the way<</if>>. When you reach the shower, you turn on the water<<if $outfitState is "gone">> and immediately step in, eager for relief from the slime that coats your skin.<<else>> and strip off your <<if $preyName is "fat">>clothes, starting with your soiled top.<<else>>soiled <<if $outfit is "underwear">>underwear<<else>>clothes<</if>><<if $outfit is "skimpy">>, <<if $outfitState is "drenched">>setting them aside for now in hopes of being able to salvage them. They don't look too worn down and you'd hate to get rid of something you just bought already<<else>>feeling upset that your brand new outfit was ruined so quickly<</if>>.<</if>><</if>> Once the water feels warm enough, you step in, eager for relief from the slime that coats your skin.<</if>> You let yourself relax, feeling the digestive fluids melt away from you and slide down into the drain. This late in the night, you can already feel yourself getting drowsy from the relaxing warmth of the shower. You hurry things along so you can get to bed, though take extra care to thoroughly rinse your hair--if it's going to be wet all night anyways, it might as well be nice and clean. Eventually, you step out and dry off, feeling totally refreshed. After peeking out to make sure Emma still isn't back, you walk back out into the main room without bothering to cover yourself. You sigh again as you rummage through your dresser for some clothes to throw on before bed. <<if $preyName is "amicable">>It may have ended well, but spending the end of the party in a gut isn't exactly how you wanted the night to go.<<elseif $preyName is "fat">>While it's a relief that Mina made it out okay and things realistically worked out pretty well, getting rammed down someone's throat isn't exactly how you wanted the night to end...<<elseif $eatenByKris>>While it's a relief that Mina made it out okay, spending the end of the party in a cramped gut isn't exactly how you wanted the night to go...<<else>>This is far from an ideal way to end the night...<</if>> [[Get ready for bed->September 7th- End of Day]]

<<Time 21.25>>\ <<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 1>>You dart your eyes between the two nearly naked women, then grin. "Fuck yeah it's fine, let's do this!" you say, the buzz you're feeling giving you the confidence to be shamelessly honest.<<else>>You swallow nervously before answering, darting your eyes over the two nearly naked women. "Y-Yeah that's totally fine! Let's do this!" you say, speaking a little faster than you meant to.<</if>> "Perfect.~ Come on in," Vivian says, holding out her free hand. You hesitate for one final moment, then grab her hand. There's a wild grin plastered on your face as she immediately pulls you with her into the room, giggling to herself as she leads you to the bed. Nadia locks the door behind you. "We've already been going for a little while now," Vivian says<<if $outfit is "uniform">>, already helping to take off your jacket as she sits you down on the bed<<else>>, guiding you down to sit on the bed<</if>>. She bites her lip and leans in to whisper directly into your ear. "So things are gonna move pretty quickly. Hope you're ready<<if $outfit is "uniform">>, little freshie<</if>>...~" "Don't worry, we'll make sure to get you nice and ready first," Nadia says, sitting next to you opposite Vivian. She gently caresses your head and guides you to look right into her eyes. "I have to make it up to you for that little surprise, mmh? Just say the word if it's too much.~" You give a subtle, silent nod, then Nadia leans in for a deep kiss. While she makes out with you, Vivian gets to work taking off your top. <<if $outfit is "uniform">>She slowly, expertly unbuttons it from the top down with one hand, her other gently <<if $fullness > 0>>caressing the swell of your bloated belly<<else>>running along your thigh<</if>>.<<elseif $outfit is "skimpy">>She's careful to gather the loose bands hanging at the bottom of your top before starting to peel it off to avoid tearing anything.<<else>>She runs a hand down the front of your body<<if $fullness > 0>>, tracing her fingers <<if $breastSize > 17>>through your cleavage<<else>>down your chest<</if>> and stopping to caress the swell of your bloated belly before continuing on to hook her fingers under the bottom of your shirt<<elseif $breastSize > 9>>, stopping to fondle your breast for a moment before continuing on to hook her fingers under the bottom of your shirt<<else>>, gently tracing her fingers down your chest and stomach until they find the hem of your shirt and hook underneath it<</if>>.<</if>> Having never done something like this before<<if $eatenBySarah>>--not counting the time you were //eaten// rather than getting to participate in the locker room back on the first day--<<elseif $nadiaSex is 0>>--not even with just one partner--<<else>>, <</if>>you quickly get overwhelmed by the attention from the two girls, your mind reeling from the realization that this is really happening. You lose track of the finer details as Nadia's lips work their magic and Vivian caresses your body--by the time Nadia finally pulls away for more than a moment and you're able to regain some focus, you're laying down on the bed completely topless. "Feeling good yet?" Nadia says in a breathy tone. She starts to trace one hand down your body<<if $fullness > 0>>, stopping to massage your belly for a moment before sliding lower<<elseif $breastSize > 17>>, her fingers gliding through your exposed cleavage<</if>>. "Very... //*mmh*//..." you reply, moaning as, in perfect sync, Nadia begins to rub at your crotch through your <<if $outfit is "normal">>shorts<<else>>skirt<</if>> while Vivian plants a kiss on your neck. With a sly smile, Nadia continues her rubbing, sending small waves of pleasure through your body even through the barrier of your clothing. Pushing a little harder, she drags her hand up to your belly... then slides it back down under your panties. Your toes curl and another moan escapes your lips as she teases you with just a quick brush against your clit before pulling her fingers back out again. All the while, Vivian presses her body up against you and plants kisses along your neck. Her soft lips slowly work their way up onto your cheek. Moving further, she stops beside your ear, your heart fluttering as she hangs close enough for the warmth of her breath to tickle it. "We're just getting started...~" she whispers, flicking her tongue out to give your ear a quick lick.<<if $outfit is "uniform">> "Just let your upperclassmen take care of you, freshie, everything will be okay...~"<</if>> She starts to move her attention lower again, while Nadia moves higher. They meet at your chest, and each start to <<if $breastSize > 9>>fondle one of your breasts<<else>>tease one of your nipples<</if>>, Nadia on your left and Vivian on your right. You gasp as, once again in perfect sync, they move from rubbing to sucking, latching onto your nipples to tease them<<if $breastSize < 10>> more intensely<</if>> with their tongues. You're left panting, soft moans occasionally escaping your lips as your arousal spikes... \ <<link "Do your best to return the favor">><<replace "#choice">><<set $predName to "arousal">>\ As your breathing starts to grow heavy from the attention you're receiving, you resolve to try and offer something in return. You maneuver your arms out from under the two girls pressing against you, then start to gently rub their backs. You have to do your best to focus and think of where to go from here--with no experience in this department<<if $nadiaSex > 0>> other than the other night with Nadia<</if>> and the distraction of two beautiful girls suckling you, you're struggling to keep up. For Vivian, you slide your right hand lower, teasing your fingers over her soft skin until you reach her plump butt, giving it a firm squeeze. She pulls away from your chest and bites her lip, giving you an approving, half-lidded look. She shifts up a little so you can reach easier before going back to kissing and teasing your breast, starting to grind her hips against you as your hand massages her ass and thighs. You gasp as Nadia very lightly bites your nipple, reflexively bringing your left hand up to cradle her head. Locking eyes with her, you slide your hand down to grab at her own chest, gently massaging her heavenly flesh. A small moan escapes her lips and she gives you a seductive look. You feel her hand gently grab your wrist... and guide it lower. She stops with your fingers pressed up against her crotch, and you get the message, starting to tease her through her panties with your knuckles. She lets out small moans of approval as she continues to service your breast.\ <<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</replace>><</link>> <<link "Just enjoy being pampered">><<replace "#choice">>\ You tilt your head back, your breathing starting to grow heavy from the pleasure. With no experience in this department<<if $nadiaSex > 0>> other than the other night with Nadia<</if>> and the distraction of two beautiful girls suckling you, there's no way you could focus on anything else, leaving you at their mercy as they pamper you. You whimper as Nadia moves her hand back to your crotch while she continues to service your breast, triggering a stream of small gasps and moans as she gently teases your slit through your clothes.<<if $breastSize > 17>> Vivian, meanwhile, starts to tease you more intensely with her mouth, sending tingling flashes of pleasure through your chest as her tongue dances over your nipple. She look up at you with sly, teasing eyes. You gasp as she starts to suck much harder, wrapping her lips all the way around your breast. She keeps going<<if $breastSize > 44>>, going as far as to swallow in order to squeeze it all in,<</if>> until her mouth is right up against your chest and your nipple is tickling her throat. She swallows<<if $breastSize > 44>> again<</if>>, the bizarre sensation of her slick flesh squeezing your breast sending a wave of pleasure through your body, then pulls back with a grin, leaving your chest coated in her saliva.<</if>>\ <<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</replace>><</link>>\ Eventually, Vivian fully pulls away and starts to ease herself further down the bed. She comes to a stop with her head by your crotch and traces her fingers along the edge of your <<if $outfit is "normal">>shorts<<else>>skirt<</if>>. "I think it's about time we really get started~" she says, biting her lip as she eases the tips of her fingers under the fabric. "Ready<<if $outfit is "uniform">>, my little freshie<</if>>?" You give her a somewhat nervous nod in response, your heart racing. <<if $breastSize > 17>>You inhale sharply as Nadia takes over where Vivian had left off, giving her full attention to your breasts. Squeezing, massaging, sucking... and all the while Vivian deftly strips off your bottoms.<<else>>Nadia's hand moves up to caress your cheek, and soon the two of you are making out once again. While you get lost in her lips, Vivian deftly strips off your bottoms.<</if>> She looks up at you, smirking as she eases your legs apart. You shudder with anticipation as she rubs her hands along your inner thighs. "Oh, you're more than ready~" she says. An unrestrained moan escapes your lips as she leans in and slowly slides her tongue up the full length of your slit. "You're dripping wet down here.<<if $outfit is "uniform">> You've just been aching for your upperclassmen to take care of you, hmm?<</if>>~" You can only respond with another pleasured moan as she dives back in for another taste. She starts slow, spreading your lower lips and gently teasing them, but soon her tongue is dancing through your folds while her thumb toys with your clit. Lost in the jolts of pleasure she's sending through your body, you hardly notice Nadia pull away from you. "Well, now that you're caught up, you can't be having //all// the fun~" she says. You watch as she slides off her panties, then crawls up to sit by your head. She looks down at you with a sly smile. "<<if $nadiaClimax > 0>>Let's see if you remember how to use that tongue...~<<else>>Show me what you've got to offer, darling...~<</if>>" Your eyes widen as she swings her leg around to straddle you, kneeling and facing towards Vivian. She wiggles her hips a little as her underside fills your vision, leans forward enough to meet your eyes with one last sultry look, then eases herself down to sit on your face. Her warm, slender ass presses against you, her pale flesh completely obscuring your vision and her slit perfectly aligned with your mouth. Though you're firmly pinned against the bed beneath her, you can tell she's not putting much of her weight on you. For a moment, you're stunned. Then Nadia snaps you out of it by giving your <<if $fullness > 0>>bloated belly<<else>>stomach<</if>> a firm double-pat, sending the clear message: "get started". You oblige, doing your best to tease her folds with your tongue while Vivian goes to town on your own. Though muffled by your position, you hear Nadia moan in appreciation, and soon she starts to <<if $breastSize > 9>>massage your breasts<<else>>tease your nipples<</if>> while she rides your face. Just as you feel yourself starting to get close to the peak, Vivian shifts away from your pussy, teasing you by peppering your inner thigh with kisses instead. Then she starts to... move lower? She runs her hands along your calves and pulls your legs back together as her lips slowly trail down toward your feet... [[Wait a minute..!->September 7th- Eaten By Vivian]]<<set $outfitState to "gone">>

<<Time 21.5>>\ <<set $eatenByVivian to true>><<set _arousal to 0>><<if $predName is "arousal">><<set _arousal += 1>><</if>><<set $predName to "Vivian">><<set $predSS to 56>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "Vivian_PreyStruggle">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "Vivian(TEXT)">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "Vivian_Actions">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Eaten By Vivian- Escape">>\ <<if $outfit is "uniform">><<set _arousal += 1>><</if>><<set _hasClimaxed to false>><<set _nadiaHelp to false>><<set _firstMassage to false>><<set _fullyPlayingAlong to true>><<set _firstStrong to false>><<set _onlyRest to true>><<set _specialSqueeze to false>><<set _dupeBlock to false>>\ "Ah, so that... //*mmph*//... //is// where you wanted to go with this," you hear Nadia say, her voice somewhat muffled from beneath her ass.<<if $nadiaRel > 1>> "Try not to be //too// rough with her, okay?"<</if>> That's all the confirmation you needed that the worst case scenario your brain conjured up was accurate--<<if $eatenBySarah>>this is the locker room incident all over again, <</if>>she's planning on eating you! As if on cue, Vivian grabs your ankles and the warm, wet sensation of her mouth wraps around your toes. You try to squirm and push her away, but Nadia immediately grabs your arms and pushes down //much// harder, keeping you completely, helplessly pinned beneath her. Vivian moves slowly, something almost sensual about her swallowing as she inches up your legs. She doesn't pull you down, but rather crawls up to meet you as her lips slide across your naked skin. Her tongue flicks up to tease your slit one last time as she reaches your hips. You squirm, trying desperately to at least voice your protest, but smothered beneath Nadia's ass you can't even manage that. She's pushing down hard enough to completely block your mouth, the lack of air already making you lightheaded. Worse, despite the impending danger you still feel flush with arousal from the treatment you were getting up until now, your position under Nadia and the tight, warm sensation surrounding your lower body sending conflicting signals to your brain. The mix of arousal<<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 1>>, panic, and lingering inebriation<<else>> and panic<</if>> has your mind spinning. Nadia feeds your hands into Vivian's mouth as she <<if $buttSize > 39>>slowly eases over your plump thighs<<if $fullness > 0>> and slightly bloated belly<</if>><<elseif $fullness > 0>>slowly eases over the swell of your bloated belly<<else>>advances up your stomach<</if>>, then starts to <<if $breastSize > 9>>massage your breasts<<else>>tease your nipples<</if>> once again. You can feel her start to subtly grind against your face, clearly enjoying the feeling of domination. Vivian's lips inch further and further up your body, <<if $breastSize > 34>>unhindered by your ample chest thanks to Nadia's assistance as you're packed away<<else>>packing you away<</if>> into the slick, cramped embrace of her insides. Finally, Nadia lifts herself up just far enough for you to take a deep, gasping breath of air... only for your head to immediately be shoved into Vivian's mouth, slick with more than just her saliva. You take another deep breath as your head is squeezed out of the constricting passage of her esophagus, filling your lungs with the acrid air of her stomach. Your body is forced into an uncomfortable, cramped position by the slimy walls thanks to your feet-first entry and the odd intrusion of the bed pressing against her gut. She must still be laying on her stomach. "What the hell!?" you shout, shoving out against the fleshy prison that surrounds you. "This... this isn't what I agreed to! Get me out of here!" The only response is a muffled moan from Nadia. Considering her position, the flustered realization hits you that Vivian must have picked up where you left off, eating her out as soon as she was done //literally// eating you. You squirm in protest, only to freeze a moment later as Vivian herself moans and slightly tenses her stomach muscles. It was unmistakably in response to you... "Hahh... //*UUurrp*//... yeah... just like that..." Vivian says in a breathy tone, finally leaning back away from the bed. You can feel her breathing heavily... and there's some slight movement bumping against you from below. "N-No! I'm not... spit me out!" you say. You're trying desperately to focus, but even completely sealed in her stomach the fog of arousal won't fully leave your head. "Mmh... sorry $name, but Vivian //really// likes the feeling of a full stomach...~" Nadia says. You can feel her gently caressing Vivian's gut.<<if ($nadiaRel > 2) or $unbirthedByNadia>> "I didn't know for sure this was her plan when I invited you, but I know her well enough that I should have warned you..."<</if>> <<if $outfit is "uniform">>"How could I... hah... resist? Dressed like that... just a--//*mmmh*//--wimpy little freshman begging for me to put her in her place..." Vivian says.<<else>>"I knew I wanted to feel you //*urp*// squirm as soon as I saw you...~" Vivian says.<</if>> "Just play along until she gets off, okay darling? Then we'll get you out of there," Nadia says. You very faintly feel her kiss the bulge your head is making. "She knows that I don't like bad endings without permission...~" "Well you'd better get to work too then, if you want her to last long enough~" Vivian says.<<if $outfit is "uniform">> "Hahh... these freshmen can be so //*uuurp*// fragile, you know...~"<</if>> The space in her stomach once again becomes cramped as Nadia leans forward against you, the soft smacking of her lips faintly audible somewhere above you. You sit silently for a moment, considering the situation, then a groan rumbles through the walls around you and snaps you back to attention. Pleasuring her from in here would be... demeaning... but even if she sees you as some sort of sex toy, her stomach just sees a meal, so one way or another you need to get out of here...<<set $sceneAttack to 0>><<set $sceneDefense to 1>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "preyOptions">></div>\ <<done>><<replace "#weakStruggle button.macro-button">>Massage<</replace>><</done>>

<<if ($health <= 0) or ($stamina <= 0)>> <<if _hasClimaxed>> <<append "#climax">> ...but it's too much. With how much her stomach has already worn you down<<if _onlyRest>>... and how little you've done to resist it in your lustful distraction...<<else>>,<</if>> you're too weak to outlast the crushing pressure. Another clench of her muscles as pleasure wracks her body causes something to finally give, and you black out. "That was... //*OOourrp*//... amazing..." Vivian says, still panting as she finally starts to come back down. She runs her hands along her gut with an exhausted, yet blissful, smile, raising her eyebrows a little when she notices the complete lack of movement. "You're the best, Nadia..." "Oh I know, darling~" Nadia chuckles. She cuddles up against Vivian's side with a sly smile, gently massaging her belly with one hand. Feeling how still it is, her smirk flattens. "How about we let $name out now? I think you owe her a bit of love.~" Vivian meets her gaze and shakes her head. "Nadia, honey, she was already getting kind of soft... after that climax you gave me? There's really nothing worth letting out in there anymore...~" she says with a flustered grin.<<if $outfit is "uniform">> "I may have gotten a little too into the whole 'putting a wimpy freshman in her place' fantasy..."<</if>> Nadia narrows her eyes a little, groping at her belly to inspect it closer herself. While you aren't completely mush, what she can feel and your total lack of response seems to confirm Vivian's assessment. "Mmh, I suppose you're right..." Nadia sighs. She places a hand on Vivian's cheek, then leans in close enough to whisper directly in her ear. "Didn't someone promise me she'd let her prey go?~" "I... I meant to! Just got a little carried away..." Vivian replies. There's a mix of worry and arousal in her eyes. Nadia shifts around to face her from the front, planting her hands aggressively on either side of her head. She leans in close enough to put an uncomfortable amount of pressure on her belly. "I'm sure you did, sweetie, but excuses don't change anything. You've been bad, and naughty girls need to be punished...~" Nadia coos. "Now you're going to stay right here while I go grab a few things from my dorm." "Oh shh... you're getting the rope, aren't you?" Vivian whimpers. "And the strapon~" Nadia replies. She pulls away, tracing a hand gently along the front of her gut. Then she pushes in hard near her belly button. "Since you went and digested someone //I// invited without my permission, I think the least I could do is make sure she doesn't go to waste." She pushes harder and leans in close again. "So I'll be sticking around to make sure you get to enjoy every... last... drop of her...~" Vivian watches, wide eyed but flush with arousal, as Nadia pulls her underwear back on and heads out into the hall, taking Vivian's room key with her as a precaution. Left alone, she caresses her gut, giving it a conflicted look as she feels your softening form. She really //had// meant to let you out afterward... but the lustful thrill of knowing it was her orgasm that finished you off is mostly overriding any guilt she might have felt. While her stomach gets to work processing what remains of you, she waits in nervous anticipation of the wild night Nadia has in store for her now... <<include "Life Lost">> <</append>> <<else>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $stamina <= 0>> Your arms start to tremble and shake, barely even making a dent in the stomach walls anymore when you try to push out. They drop to your sides like lead and you find it difficult just to lift them again. Your legs have given out on you as well--your energy is completely spent. <<else>> <<if _onlyRest>>Your eyes start to droop, until a loud groan rumbles through the chamber and snaps you back to attention. Still weakly rubbing at your crotch, you suddenly realize just how dire your situation is--your body feels numb and the boiling and churning of her gut has worn down almost all of your strength. You've been so distracted by your own arousal that you never even tried to resist...<<else>>It's no use--the boiling and churning of her gut has worn down all your strength. Despite your best efforts, you succumb to the writhing walls. Your body goes numb as the acids eat away at your skin, and it's starting to become hard to focus.<</if>> <</if>> <<if _onlyRest>>It's clearly too late to avoid your fate at this point, but as worked up as you are... your mind sets its sights on a consolation prize. If this is the end, you might as well go out with a bang. Rousing the last strength you have, you start to go all out pleasuring yourself, no longer hiding your shame and going as far as grinding against the stomach walls to try and find release as you lose yourself in the storm of arousal surrounding you. Just as your arms feel like they're going to give out, you manage to push yourself over the edge, exploding with moans of ecstasy as waves of pleasure wash away the pain of digestion. You lose yourself in it, your consciousness drifting away before you've even come down from your climax.<<else>>Unable to muster any more resistance<<if _fullyPlayingAlong>>--or assistance, for that matter--<<else>>, <</if>>you're left at the mercy of Vivian's gut while she gets lost in the pleasure of Nadia's efforts. Your weak attempts at protesting or getting their attention are drowned out by her moans and the eager gurgling of her stomach. It becomes difficult to keep track of anything happening outside as your head grows foggy, and soon enough your consciousness drifts away amongst the storm of pleasure that surrounds you.<</if>> Your inaction hinders Vivian's enjoyment and slows her climb towards<<if _onlyRest>> her own<</if>> release, but eventually... "Yeah... yeah... //*mmmh*// fuck..! Just like that...!" Vivian cries out. Her breathing gets faster, her moans take on a higher pitch, her hips start to buck, then--her pleasure overflows and she screams in ecstasy. She clenches her muscles tight as waves of pleasure wash over her, squeezing and compacting the sludge that used to be you within her gut. A roaring belch escapes her lips amidst her moans of pleasure, the compression forcing out every bit of air that was still in her stomach. "That was... //*OOourrp*//... amazing..." Vivian says, still panting as she finally starts to come back down. Her belly remains noticeably smaller than it was before her climax. She rubs at it with a weary, blissful smile. "You're the best, Nadia..." "Oh I know, darling~" Nadia chuckles. She cuddles up against Vivian's side with a sly smile, gently massaging her belly with one hand. Feeling how soft it is, her smirk flattens. "And $name?" Vivian meets her gaze and shakes her head. "Being full was great as always, but she didn't help nearly enough in there. She was already pretty soft by the time I peaked, and there's definitely nothing worth letting out left after that...~" she says with a flustered grin.<<if _onlyRest>> "You heard her before though, she definitely enjoyed herself in there.~"<</if>> Nadia narrows her eyes a little, groping at her belly to inspect it closer herself. Her hand sinks right into her soft flesh--it's obvious Vivian's assessment is correct. "Mmh, I suppose you're right..." Nadia sighs. She places a hand on Vivian's cheek, then leans in close enough to whisper directly in her ear. "<<if _onlyRest>>But even so, didn't<<else>>Didn't<</if>> someone promise me she'd let her prey go?~" "I... I meant to! Just got a little carried away... Lost track of time..." Vivian replies. There's a mix of worry and arousal in her eyes. Nadia shifts around to face her from the front, planting her hands aggressively on either side of her head. She leans in close enough to put an uncomfortable amount of pressure on her belly. "I'm sure you did, sweetie, but excuses don't change anything. You've been bad, and naughty girls need to be punished...~" Nadia coos. "Now you're going to stay right here while I go grab a few things from my dorm." "Oh shh... you're getting the rope, aren't you?" Vivian whimpers. "And the strapon~" Nadia replies. She pulls away, tracing a hand gently along the front of her gut. Then she pushes in hard near her belly button. "Since you went and digested someone //I// invited without my permission, I think the least I could do is make sure she doesn't go to waste." She pushes harder and leans in close again. "So I'll be sticking around to make sure you get to enjoy every... last... drop of her...~" Vivian watches, wide eyed but flush with arousal, as Nadia pulls her underwear back on and heads out into the hall, taking Vivian's room key with her as a precaution. Left alone, she caresses her gut with a smile. Originally she had really intended to let you out, but trading a freshman she didn't know for an orgasm like that was more than acceptable for her. That's all you were in the end--little more than a sex toy for a horny sophomore. While her stomach gets to work processing what remains of you, she waits in nervous anticipation of the wild night Nadia has in store for her now... <<include "Life Lost">> <</append>> <</if>> <<elseif _hasClimaxed and !_dupeBlock>> <<set _dupeBlock to true>> <<goto [[Eaten By Vivian- Orgasm]]>> <<elseif _arousal > 8>> /*getting experimental here, not sure if this will work right*/ <<else>> <<switch $acidStage>> <<case 1>> <<append "#digestion">> "Hah... Hahh... <<if _arousal < 3>>She's not giving me enough, lay<<else>>Lay<</if>> down..." Vivian says, breathing heavily. "Mmh... I suppose you've earned it..." Nadia says. Her weight finally lifts away from you and you feel her give you a gentle pat on the back. "Come on then, my little glutton... take a seat, if you think you're ready.~" You're jostled around as Vivian shifts positions, making it clear just how much acid has built up already. A pool large enough to keep about a third of you submerged splashes and sloshes around with every movement. She sits down, and an ominous gurgle rumbles through her stomach perfectly in sync with a pleasured moan. "Ohhh fuck yes... //*uuurp!*//... give it to me..." Vivian says in a breathy tone. You can feel her back arch, and your space becomes even more cramped as she wraps her arms around her belly. Nadia joins her from below, both squeezing and groping at you, all while you're constantly jostled by Vivian grinding her hips against her face...<<set $sceneAttack to 0>><<set $sceneDefense to 2>><<set _arousal += 1>> @@color:yellow;Her stomach is starting to kick into gear, you need to get out!@@ <</append>> <<case 2>> <<append "#digestion">> Your world shakes and shudders as Vivian repositions herself again, easing off of Nadia and leaning back against something. By now, the rising tide of acid is up to your chest, leaving more of you submerged than not. Her stomach groans around you as she idly massages her gut, her muscles tensed in anticipation of... something. "I think it's time we speed things up a little, for $name's sake..." Nadia says in a coy tone. You hear a faint buzzing sound. "Think you can handle it?~" "Yes..! Come on, stir me up baby...~" If anyone could see you right now, you're sure your face would be bright red. The buzzing transitions into a subtle vibration shaking through the bottom of the chamber, and you immediately realize what's happening. Vivian moans in ecstasy. You can feel the pool of acid around you rippling against you right along with the vibrations. <<set $sceneDefense to -2>><<set $sceneAttack to 1>><<set _arousal += 1>> @@color:yellow;Her acids are rising, you won't survive much longer in here!@@ After a moment, the sensation intensifies. You can //feel// the subtle bulge of the vibrator bumping against you from below as Nadia inserts it. <<if !_fullyPlayingAlong>>Though you've been trying to avoid playing into her desires, the<<else>>The<</if>> thought pops into your head that you might be able to take advantage of that... <<DialogueInterruption>> <<replace "#special">> <<link "Try to help Nadia from the inside">> <<set _arousal += 2>> <<append "#digestion">> You take a deep breath<<if !_fullyPlayingAlong>>, swallowing your pride<</if>>, and make your choice. Shifting your weight a little, you get a better feel for where exactly the vibrator is beneath you... then push back against it. There's an immediate response, the walls tensing up around you as Vivian gasps. "Fffuck... Yes $name, just--//*mmh*//--like that..!" she says, practically squealing with pleasure. "Such a good little... aahn... preyslut...~" You keep up the pressure, starting to massage the walls with your hands as well. Your combined efforts send Vivian into an incoherent flurry of gasps and moans, her stomach occasionally pulsing or quivering around you from the pleasure she's feeling. She must be getting close to a full release at this point. When Nadia eases off to give her a bit of a reprieve, you relax as well. With some shame, you realize that your own arousal has spiked pretty significantly again from the experience... <</append>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <</link>> <<link "You're not a sex toy, just focus on escaping">> <<DialogueInterruption>> <</link>> <</replace>> <</append>> <<case 3>> <<append "#digestion">> By now, the acid level has gotten dangerously high, leaving you only a tiny pocket of air that's constantly assaulted by splashing and sloshing from the activity outside. It's difficult to tell what's going on anymore, your head feeling hazy from the fumes filling your limited air and the barrier of liquid dulling any sensations coming from outside. You can tell they're still going at it, though, and you're not sure you'll last long enough to see the end...<<set $sceneDefense to 0>><<set $sceneAttack to 0>> @@color:yellow;You're almost completely submerged in her stomach acid, you need to get out now!@@ <</append>> <</switch>> <</if>>

<<set _roll to random(1,2)>> <<if _hasClimaxed>> /* another experimental thing. You either get digested or released in this scenario, so this makes your "action" just add a span that the digestion end will append if you end up getting finished by her orgasm. If you escape, the scene transitions so your lack of action text shouldn't matter */ <<append "#digestion">> <</append>> <<else>> <<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "weak">> <<set _onlyRest to false>> <<set _arousal += 1>> <<if !_firstMassage>> <<set _firstMassage to true>> <<append "#digestion">> With a sigh, you decide to give in and go along with the insane position you've found yourself in.<<if $turn > 3>> At this point, it feels like getting her off and hoping they keep their word is probably your best bet at getting out.<</if>> Not sure exactly what the best way to handle this is, you start to shift around slowly, just enough so that she can feel the movement without it really upsetting her stomach. "//*Mmmh!*// Yeah, there you go $name..." Vivian says. She moans and the walls tense up for a moment. "Just keep going like that...~" Encouraged by the clear effect you're having, you keep up your efforts, treating it more like you're massaging the walls rather than trying to break free when you push out at the flesh around you. <</append>> <<else>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> You continue your efforts to try and please her, gently massaging the walls of her stomach from the inside. You move your hands around in little circles and you press and knead at the slick flesh, doing anything you can think of to make her feel good. The walls shudder slightly as she moans in approval. <<else>> Doing what you can to elevate her arousal, you shift around and slowly rub at the flesh around you. "Hahh... that's right... squirm for me <<if $outfit is "uniform">>freshie... make your upperclassman feel good...<<else>>slut...<</if>>" Vivian moans. Taking the encouragement as a good sign, you intensify your massage, doing your best to play into Nadia's efforts from the outside. The walls squeeze in around you for a moment as a flash of pleasure strikes Vivian. <</if>> <</append>> <</if>> <<case "normal">> <<set _onlyRest to false>> <<set _fullyPlayingAlong to false>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <<case "strong">> <<set _onlyRest to false>> <<set _fullyPlayingAlong to false>> <<set _arousal -= 1>> <<if !_firstStrong>> <<set _firstStrong to true>> <<append "#digestion">> "<<if $turn < 2>>No way am I gonna be your toy!<<else>>Ugh, enough of this!<</if>>" you growl, giving a hard kick forward. It triggers a pleasured gasp from Vivian, which only serves to make you angrier. "Get me out of here you freak!" You start to thrash and squirm with all the strength you can muster, pummeling the walls indiscriminately in frustration. Vivian lets out a grunt that was clearly more from pain than pleasure, the walls of her stomach briefly trembling under your blows, encouraging you to keep up the onslaught as long as you can. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<case "brace">> <<set _onlyRest to false>> <<set _arousal -= 1>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <<case "rest">> <<if _fullyPlayingAlong>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> You stop to take a breather and try to regain some of your strength, letting yourself relax against the walls of her stomach. You bite your lip. Despite the clear danger you're in, after how worked up they got you before you were swallowed you can't deny that you're still feeling pretty turned on. With a little bit of shame, you reach a hand down between your legs while you rest... <<else>> As you pause to rest, your focus is drawn to the fact that your body feels warm and tingly from more than just the efforts of her stomach. With everything going on around you... you can't help feeling a little aroused yourself. You start to tease your nipple with one hand and slide your other down to your crotch, doing your best to move subtly so it isn't obvious to Vivian what you're doing... <</if>> <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<case "all out">> <<set _onlyRest to false>> <<set _fullyPlayingAlong to false>> <<set _arousal -= 2>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <<case "progress">> <<if $progress is 2>> <<append "#digestion">> "Mmh... calm down a little in there..." Vivian grunts. "If you push too hard it //*Uurrp*// kills the mood..." <<if _fullyPlayingAlong>>"Let me out then, I could make you feel a lot better from the outside," you say. "Oh I doubt that~" she chuckles, giving you a brief squeeze.<<else>>"Let me out then! I'm not trying to make you feel good, asshole!" you shout. Vivian squeezes you tight for a moment, but otherwise offers no response.<</if>> "You going to be alright?" you hear Nadia say. "I'm fine, don't you dare stop..." Vivian replies. "She's just a freshman, she's not going anywhere..." @@color:chartreuse;You're wearing her down, keep pushing!@@ <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<default>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</switch>> <</if>>

<<if _hasClimaxed and !_dupeBlock>> <<set _dupeBlock to true>> <<goto [[Eaten By Vivian- Orgasm]]>> <<elseif _arousal > 8>> <<set _hasClimaxed to true>> <<set $sceneNextLink to "Eaten By Vivian- Orgasm">>/*ensures that you get the "success" ending even if you technically break free the normal way during the turn you get between her orgasm and actually being released*/ <<set $predAction to "crush">> <<set _predActionIntensity to 3>> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Yeah... yeah... //*mmmh*// fuck..! Just like that...!" Vivian cries out. Her breathing gets faster, her moans take on a higher pitch, her hips start to buck, then-- The walls crash in //hard// from all directions as she screams in ecstasy. Waves of pressure wash over you as her climax rocks through her body, forcing you into a tight ball, then squeezing painfully tighter still. A roaring belch escapes her lips amidst her moans of pleasure, the compression in her gut forcing out all of your air. You're struggling just to stay conscious as you hold out for her to come back down... <</append>> <<elseif ($healthThreshold < 3) and !_nadiaHelp and ($unbirthedByNadia or ($nadiaRel > 2))>> <<set _arousal += 5>> <<set _specialSqueeze to false>> <<set _nadiaHelp to true>> <<set $predAction to "pleasure">> <<set _predActionIntensity to 2>> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Alright, $name's been in there long enough," Nadia says, resting a hand against your back through the stomach wall. "It's time to finish this. Take a deep breath, darling.~" Vivian follows her advice without a word, leaning back as Nadia applies a bit of pressure with her hand. There's some shifting you can't quite follow, then Vivian gasps. You feel something push in against you from below. Something //big//<<if $turn > 5>>, not the slight bump of the vibrator from before<</if>>. "Fffucking shit Nadia..!" Vivian screams. "Hahh... that's //*mmh*//... this is... too much..!" "I know you can handle it, all of me's been up there before..." Nadia says, panting slightly. "Come on, cum for me.~" She keeps thrusting relentlessly, and you soon realize what's happening. The intrusion you're feeling is her //arm//, pushing in and out of Vivian with her fingers clenched into a fist curling up towards you. Wet, squelching noises fill your ears, accompanied by Vivian's frantic moaning, as Nadia gives it her all trying to send her over the edge before it's too late for you. <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 1>> <<set $predAction to "pleasure">> <<set _predActionIntensity to 0>> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<set _specialSqueeze to false>> <<set _arousal += 1>> <<append "#digestion">> "//*Mmmh*//... Oh you know just how I like it Nadia..." Vivian says, panting. You can hear her heart racing above you. <<if $outfit is "uniform">>"Help me turn this freshman into fucking mush..!~" "Oh I don't know, I think we should keep this one around. She was pretty cute," Nadia says in a teasing tone. "Promise me you'll let her go." "Maybe if you make me feel real good~" Vivian says. There's a pause where you can't feel any movement. "Okay, I //*urp*// promise..."<<else>> "How could I resist pampering such a big, strong predator..?~" Nadia coos. Something she does makes Vivian inhale sharply. "Just promise me you'll let her go when we're done." "I-I promise..!" Vivian gasps.<</if>> "That's a good girl.~" You can't help getting flustered by all the movement you can feel around you. Hands rubbing or grabbing at you, the occasional twitch of the walls when a particular spike of pleasure strikes Vivian... and most distractingly, the rhythmic pressure pushing against your back that you can only interpret as Nadia lightly humping her gut... <</append>> <<elseif ($turn is 4) and (_arousal < 3)>> <<set $predAction to "crush">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> Suddenly, the walls crash in around you, squeezing you painfully tight. You can feel Vivian not only clenching her muscles, but wrapping her arms around her gut with a vice grip. <<if $progress > 1>>"Ugh, you're going too hard! The nausea's //*URP*// outweighing the pleasure. I could crush you to a pulp if I got serious, do you want out or not?"<<else>>"Come on, do something useful in there! You're just //*urrp*// getting in the way, not helping!"<</if>> she grunts. "Work with me here!" <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 7>> <<set $predAction to "pleasure">> <<set _specialSqueeze to false>> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<set _arousal += 1>> <<append "#digestion">> "Just a little more, don't want to drive you completely crazy...~" Nadia says. Vivian can only moan in response, pawing erratically at her belly as pleasure washes over her. You can feel Nadia working the vibrator hard below you, twisting, thrusting, swirling... The walls around you quiver and loosen as Vivian loses herself in the feeling, but you can also tell that the agitation of the pool of acid from the vibrations isn't doing you any favors. <</append>> <<elseif !_specialSqueeze and (_arousal > 2) and (_onlyRest or ($healthThreshold > 3))>> /* To best facilitate the possible endings, she stops using this aggressive action once you've taken a decent chunk of damage *unless* you're exclusively "resting" */ <<set _specialSqueeze to true>> <<set $predAction to "pleasure">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<set _incomingDamage to random(2,3)>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _incomingDamage is 2>> As Vivian's arousal continues to build, you start to feel the walls of her stomach squeeze in around you in an erratic rhythm, clamping down tight for just a moment before letting up, only to twitch again a few seconds later. She moans from something Nadia is doing, and you grunt as the flesh around you crushes inward tighter and a bit longer than before. It seems involuntary, but that doesn't make it less dangerous... <<else>> <<if _onlyRest>>"Awfully quiet in there, freshie... maybe you really are a little gutslut that //wants// me to finish her off...~"<<else>>"Mmmhmmhmmm... enjoying the ride in there..?~"<</if>> Vivian says. She gently pushes down on the front of her belly, chuckling to herself. Then the walls briefly clamp down much harder on you as something Nadia is doing forces a moaning gasp from her lips. <</if>> <</append>> <<else>> <<set _arousal += 1>> <<set _specialSqueeze to false>> <<set $predAction to "pleasure">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <</if>>

<<Time 22>>\ "Sh-Shit..." Vivian groans. "Nadia, stop, I've... //*mmh*//... I gotta let her out..." Encouraged by the clear effect you're having on her, you start to struggle even harder as you feel her get to her feet. The walls twitch, then crash in hard around you. For a moment you start to get squeezed up her throat, but she quickly swallows you back down. "Fucking relax, I'm going..." she grunts, smacking her belly. You don't listen, of course, continuing to thrash as hard as you can as she goes on the move. She only walks a short distance before falling to her knees, her stomach clamping down on you the moment she hits the ground. A powerful wave of pressure forces your head back into her throat, and soon your entire body is surging up toward freedom. You cough and sputter as you spill out onto the tile floor of her shower. It takes you a moment to gather yourself, your head feeling a little foggy from the ordeal and your entire body stiff from your cramped position in her stomach. Somewhat shakily, you get back to your feet and turn to face your would-be predator. You flinch when you see her--her hair is disheveled and her makeup is running, it's not the most appealing look. "You killed the mood, happy? I said I was gonna let you out!" she says, glaring at you. She's standing again, but somewhat hunched over with a hand clutching at her stomach. Nadia comes up behind her and gently places a hand on her shoulder. Both of them are completely naked at this point, naturally. "Hey, easy..." she says. "You didn't ask permission, so you should be ready for the risk. You can't be mad at her for saving herself." Vivian clenches her fists, still staring daggers at you, then sighs. "Whatever..." she grumbles, storming off back into the main room. Nadia gives you a sympathetic smile. "Sorry about that darling, really," she says. "Vivian gets carried away pretty easily<<if $nadiaRel > 1>>, I probably shouldn't have gone along with her springing that on you<</if>>... Are you alright?" "I guess, for someone who was just in a stomach..." you grumble, flicking some of the slime coating your body onto the floor. "Don't think I've forgotten about you almost //suffocating me// under your butt instead of helping when she decided to eat me..." "Mmh, that would have been a good way to go, though, hmm?" she says, chuckling and tracing a hand along her hip. "But you're right, you clearly weren't ready for something like this, definitely not out of the blue. I'll make it up to you sometime, alright? Maybe let you try things the other way around~" she teases. "Go ahead and get cleaned up for now, okay? I'll leave your clothes by the sink and make sure Vivian leaves you alone on your way out." "I... yeah, thanks," you say with a sigh. Nadia smiles and nods, then heads out of the bathroom to give you some privacy. You faintly overhear her talking to Vivian before she closes the door: "Aw, did my poor little predator have a bad time? Come here...~" You shake your head as you turn on the water. <<if $day7PartyHunt is 1>>So much for salvaging the night...<<else>>Maybe leaving the party wasn't such a good idea after all...<</if>> You speed through rinsing yourself, not wanting to spend any more time in the dorm of the girl who ate you than you need to. Once you're feeling reasonably clean again, you step out into the bathroom, finding a towel and your clothes as Nadia promised. After drying off, you take a deep breath and walk out into the main dorm. You're met by the sight of Vivian sitting on the edge of the bed, leaning back against Nadia behind her, who has her legs wrapped around the other girl's waist. She's massaging her chest and shoulders while kissing her neck. Vivian glares at you as you walk past, but Nadia offers you a slight wave and one last sympathetic look. You hurry past the scene without a word, ready to put the night behind you. With another sigh, you start to trudge back to your own dorm<<if $day7PartyHunt != 1>>, not interested in heading back to the party at this point<</if>>. <<include "playerPreyEscape">>[[Head back to your room->September 7th- End of Day]]<<set $outfitState to "normal">>

<<Time 22>>\ Finally, the pressure starts to ease and Vivian releases the iron grip of her stomach. You take a deep, gasping breath as soon as you're able, your head spinning from the ordeal. "Aaahhhhhh... that was... incredible..." Vivian pants as she slowly comes down from her high. You can feel her absentmindedly massaging her belly. "It was... intense..." you chime in, too frazzled from the intimate experience to be particularly angry at the moment. "Now can you please get me out of here..?" "Of course," Vivian says in a surprisingly sweet tone. You feel her hug you through her belly<<if $acidStage > 1>>... unintentionally making her stomach acid come dangerously close to submerging you thanks to the extra pressure<</if>>. "You were wonderful, $name, thank you...~ Sorry if I said anything too mean before<<if $outfit is "uniform">>, I was really getting into the whole 'dominating a wimpy freshman' fantasy after you showed up in uniform<</if>>..." "I would prefer an apology for the whole 'swallowing me without consent mid-threesome' thing..." you mutter. "Relax, I'm on my way to the shower..." Vivian chuckles. You feel her get up and go on the move, your whole world lightly bouncing with each of her footsteps. She comes to a stop and you faintly hear the shower rumble to life, then the walls of her stomach clamp down hard around you. It's painful at first, but once your head pushes back up into her throat, your exit is surprisingly smooth. In no time at all, you're splayed out on the tile floor of her shower, the stream of water already washing away the thick coating of slime covering your body. "Feeling okay darling?" Nadia asks. You push yourself up into a sitting position and turn around, finding both of the girls staring down at you. Nadia is giving you a sympathetic look, while Vivian seems more excited. Both are completely naked at this point, of course. "I guess..." you grumble. "As good as I can be for someone who just almost got digested..." "Oh but you're fine, don't be so dramatic," Vivian says. She crouches down to your level, smirking. "Come on, you didn't find any of it hot? Not even riding through my orgasm from the inside?~" \ <<link "Not at all">><<replace "#choice">><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">>\ "Not at all, I could have died!" you snap. "It might surprise you, but I really don't appreciate being used as a //toy// like that. You didn't even ask!" "Aw, I know, it was pretty selfish of me..." she replies. Her smirk turns into a more sympathetic smile. "We've been awful mean to you tonight, huh?~"\ <</replace>><</link>> <<link "Well, maybe a little...">><<replace "#choice">><<set $playerWilling += 1>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">>\ "Well, I... maybe it was a little hot..." you say sheepishly. "Yeah, I knew you were perfect for this~" she replies teasingly. "But I would much prefer knowing about it ahead of time! I still don't appreciate being used like that without even asking," you add. "At least use an antacid or something, I could have died!" "Oh, but that takes away some of the thrill!" Vivian says, chuckling. "But I know, it was pretty selfish of me... We've been awful mean to you tonight, huh?~"\ <</replace>><</link>>\ "I feel just awful that things have been so rough for you after my innocent little invite," Nadia says in a sultry tone. She holds out a hand to help you up to your feet. "I think it's about time we made it up to you, hmm?" And make it up to you they do. You're hesitant at first after what just happened, but after taking Nadia's hand they help you onto your feet and delicately clean you up from your trip inside Vivian in what must be the most sensual shower you've ever experienced. You don't lift a finger yourself, the two girls carefully scrub every inch of your skin with their own hands... and sometimes other parts of their body. Once you're clean and dried off, they still aren't done, dragging you onto the bed to pick up where they left off before Vivian decided to have her fun. They give their full attention to pleasuring you, never expecting anything in return after what they already put you through. It's like nothing you've ever experienced before. By the end, they have you riding so high that you can hardly even remember the near death experience from earlier in the night. You lose track of time, but eventually the night of passion comes to an end, the three of you laying back in blissful exhaustion. There, sandwiched between two beautiful girls cuddling against you, you drift off to sleep...<<if $nadiaRel < 3>> <<Nadia 1>><</if>> [[Go to sleep->Week 1 End Transition]]\ <<unset $tempPlayerInebriation>><<unset $tempEmmaInebriation>><<unset $tempDare>><<unset $tempHornyDare>><<unset $tempJadaDare>><<unset $tempSunnySam>><<set $nadiaSex += 1>><<set $sex += 1>>\ <<if ($minaEnd is "alive") and $week1PartyMinaInvited and !hasVisited("September 7th- Walk Mina Back") and !hasVisited("Emma's Party 3- Mina")>><<set $minaEnd to "party">><</if>>

<<Time 24.5>>\ <<set $eatenByCassidy to true>><<set $predName to "Cassidy">><<set $predSS to 32>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "Cassidy_PreyStruggle">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "Cassidy_Party(TEXT)">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "Cassidy_Actions">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Eaten By Cassidy- Escape">>\ <<set _firstCrush to false>><<set _progressMessage to false>>\ "Uh, hang on a minute..!" you say, backing away from her. Cassidy has clearly already made up her mind, however. Without another word, she grabs you by the shoulders and pulls you close. Your head is already in her mouth before <<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 1>>your drunk brain has properly processed the sudden turn the situation has taken<<else>>you can think to push back<</if>>. @@color:orange;You have been overpowered.@@ She holds your head there for a moment, her tongue shifting curiously over your face as the slick warmth of her mouth wraps around you, muffling the sound of the music from outside. You try to shove her away, but she wraps her arms around you to pin yours to your side... feeling strangely like a genuine hug despite serving to restrain you. Once you're secured, she starts to swallow. With a wet squishing sound, your head is pulled down into the tight tunnel of her esophagus, the sounds from outside further muffled by her flesh squeezing against your ears and her heartbeat growing louder. You squirm helplessly as she gulps you down, <<if $breastSize > 34>>only struggling briefly with your chest as her lips slide down your body<<else>>your body gradually vanishing through her lips<</if>>. <<if $fat > 49>>For a moment, she pauses, seeming to struggle with lifting your weight, but once she's able to get the right angle she raises your lower body overhead to continue her meal.<<else>>Once it becomes difficult for her to lean over any further, she grabs your legs and hoists you up overhead to continue her meal.<</if>> You're assaulted by the potent scent of alcohol as your head pushes into her stomach, ending up face first in the warm pool of liquid responsible for it a moment later. In one last futile effort, you flail your legs in the air as they slowly sink into her body to join the rest of you. It does little to prevent your fate<<if $buttSize > 59>>--your oversized ass did more to slow her down than any of your squirming<</if>>. "//*BWOURRRRP!*// Hehe, I did it!" Cassidy says. She pats her belly with both hands as the last of you curls up into her gut. "<<if $playerSize > 5>>You're, like, bigger than I thought! I'm totally //*urp*// stuffed...<<else>>You were delicious, no wonder Alice //*urp*// wants you herself!<</if>>" The tight embrace of her stomach forces you into a cramped position in the humid space, curled up with your legs pressed against your chest. Gurgling and groaning fills the air around you, while the warm remains of a night of drinking and snacking pool around your feet. You squirm in frustration. "So much for you being the nice one!" you shout. "You're still breaking party rules here idiot, let me out!" "Mmmmm.... nope! I just won't, like, tell anyone, it'll be our secret, okay?" she giggles. "I hope you're comfy in there! We're totally gonna //*urp*// dance with each other!"<<set $sceneAttack to 0>><<set $sceneDefense to 2>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "preyOptions">></div>

<<set _roll to random(1,2)>> <<if $turn is 1>> <<set $predAction to "shake">> <<set _predActionIntensity to 0>> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> It quickly becomes clear that she really wasn't kidding about "dancing together". Your whole world starts to shake and sway, shifting around as Cassidy goes right back to grooving to the music as if nothing happened<<if ($lastAction != "rest") and ($lastAction != "brace")>>, ignoring your struggling<</if>>. All the movement grinds you against the walls as you're jostled around, the small pool of alcohol and acid sloshing at your feet. <</append>> <<elseif $progress > 2>>/*currently going with her not noticing enough to stop dancing until she's down to only 25% health*/ <<set $predAction to "massage">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <<elseif $lastAction is "strong">> <<set $predAction to "crush">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _firstCrush>>Your frantic struggling once more causes Cassidy to lose her balance and topple over onto her belly.<<else>>As you pummel the stomach walls, your efforts backfire. With Cassidy still dancing wildly your thrashing manages to throw her off balance... and make her fall forward directly onto her belly.<</if>> You grunt in pain as you're slammed against the floor, crushed between the hard surface and Cassidy's weight pressing down from above. <<if _firstCrush>>"//*UUrrrrp!*// Geez, I'm so clumsy today..." she giggles. She briefly hugs her gut while she remains laying on top of it, adding just that much more pressure. "Dancing with a //*urp*// belly is tough..."<<else>>"//*UUURRrrrp!*// Whoops! Hehe, got a little too excited there..." she giggles. You can feel her rubbing her belly, neglecting to get off of you for now.<</if>> <</append>> <<set _firstCrush to true>> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "shake">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> Cassidy keeps dancing to the rhythm without any heed for the current state of her belly, occasionally bumping you into others on the dance floor. You can somewhat make out the music outside through the muffling of her stomach walls and the groaning and sloshing that fills the air around you.<<if $acidStage > 0>> The acid that's built up splashes around chaotically from all the movement, turning it into a bigger problem for you but clearly upsetting her stomach a little as well in the process.<<else>> The constant shaking is more than a little disorienting, and you doubt the extra exposure to her acid slick walls it's causing are doing you any favors.<</if>> <<else>> The inside of her stomach continues to be thrown around chaotically as Cassidy dances without a care. You feel her crouch down, twirling her hips around, then start to bounce you pretty violently. <<if $acidStage > 0>>The built up acid splashes up over you from all the shaking, the extra movement clearly upsetting her stomach a little even if it's helping to wear you down.<<else>>You struggle to steady yourself, all of the shaking around both disorienting you and further exposing you to her acids.<</if>> <</if>> <</append>> <</if>>

<<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "progress">> <<if $progress is 2>> <<append "#digestion">> The stomach walls twitch around you, squeezing you tighter a few times as a sour groan rumbles through the air. For once, Cassidy pauses to pay attention to you, coming to a stop and clutching at her gut. "Ooh, my poor tummy..." she says. The walls clamp down on you and for a moment you think maybe you've done it... but she was only pushing out a burp. "//*UUurp*// there, that's better!" @@color:chartreuse;You're wearing her down, keep pushing!@@ <</append>> <<elseif ($progress > 2) and !_progressMessage>> <<set _progressMessage to true>> <<append "#digestion">> Cassidy stumbles and drops to her knees, clutching at her belly again. The walls clamp down hard around you, a painful wave of pressure starts to push you upward... only for her to regain control just before any of you gets squeezed back into her throat. Rather than get back up, she starts to gently massage her gut, slightly leaning against you. "Mmh... <<if $eatenByBetty and ($eatenByAlice or $eatenByAliceCookout or $eatenByAliceDay4)>>now I, like, know how they //*urp*// felt...<<else>>can you, like, settle down //*urp*// please...<</if>>" she whimpers. <<if $progress > 3>>@@color:lime;''This is it, just one more push!''@@<<else>>@@color:lime;Keep it up, she can't hold out much longer!@@<</if>> <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<default>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</switch>>

<<Time 25>>\ <<if $progress > 2>>"Uh oh..." Cassidy groans, clutching her belly. "I don't think that massage was enough..."<<else>>"Uh oh..." Cassidy groans, coming to a stop and clutching her belly. She drops down to her knees. "I think... //*URRP*//... Alice was, like, right..."<</if>> The stomach walls twitch and shudder around you as you struggle, encouraging you to keep pushing even harder. One last strong kick, and it's over. Her slick flesh crashes down around you, and waves of intense pressure begin to force you back up into her throat. Before long, you're sliding out from between her lips and into the cool air of the lounge. <<if $eatenByBetty and ($eatenByAlice or $eatenByAliceCookout or $eatenByAliceDay4)>>"Bleh... this totally makes sense though, Betty and Alice are, like, way better than me..." Cassidy says, giggling.<<else>>"Bleh... sorry everyone..." Cassidy says, followed by a cough.<</if>> You groan and sit up, the music now blaring unimpeded in your ears not doing you any favors as you try to get your bearings. <<if $turn > 7>>Your head feels heavy and your arms are weak, every inch of your body drenched in digestive fluids--you probably wouldn't have lasted much longer. Your <<if $outfit is "underwear">>underwear<<else>>clothes<</if>> didn't even make it this far, but at the moment being nude isn't high on your list of concerns.<<elseif $turn > 2>>You're completely soaked in various fluids, and your head feels a little hazy. <<if $outfit is "underwear">>Miraculously, your underwear seems to actually be mostly intact still, though it's fraying at the seams and your bra is sporting a few holes.<<else>>Your clothes have been almost entirely eaten away by her stomach, leaving you in just your underwear and tattered <<if $outfit is "normal">>shorts<<else>>skirt<</if>>.<</if>> You can see what's left of your top laying on the ground nearby.<<else>>You're completely soaked in various fluids, and your head feels a little hazy, but for the most part you're no worse for wear.<</if>> "I can't believe you honestly thought you could pull that off..." you grumble, getting to your feet. "Won't catch me feeling bad next time Alice is trashing you..." You turn to glare down at Cassidy, briefly considering giving her a taste of her own medicine. But, you notice that you're getting a lot of stares from the others on the crowded dance floor, and none of them are particularly sympathetic. Things seem to have taken a dark turn without Kim keeping the peace--you can see a couple more bloated bellies from where you're standing. <<if $acidStage > 0>>And like you'd overheard<<else>>Not only that<</if>>, one of them belongs to //Emma// of all people, who's in too much of a drunken haze to be paying any attention to your recent escape. Shaking your head, you decide this has been more than enough excitement for one day and just head for the exit so you can go get cleaned up. "Bye $name, see you around!" Cassidy calls after you. <<include "playerPreyEscape">>[[Go get cleaned up->Emma's Party 3- Recovery]]<<set $emmaPrey.push({name: "An unknown guest at her party", status: "???", details: "who she ate while she was extremely drunk"})>>

<<Time 24.5>>\ <<set $ateCassidyParty to true>>\ <<set $preyName to "Cassidy">><<set $preyHealthMax to 24>><<set $preyResilience to 0>><<set $preyFrustration to 0>><<set $preyExhaustion to 0>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "Cassidy Party_PredActions">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "Cassidy Party_Struggle">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "Eat Cassidy Party(TEXT)">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Emma's Party- Eat Cassidy: Failure">><<set $preySize to 5>><<set $fullness += $preySize>>\ <<set _shaken to 0>><<set _shakenTooMuch to false>><<set _firstShake to false>><<set _firstTauntReaction to false>><<set _bettyTaunt to false>><<set _flavorTaunt to false>><<set _reversalTaunt to false>>\ You lick your lips--there's no way you could pass this up.<<if ($aliceRel > -1) and ($aliceSimp > 1) and !($ateBetty or $emmaAteBetty or ($day6HuntWithSam is "betty"))>> Beyond just the chance at an easy meal, maybe cutting out part of Alice's clique would open up an opportunity for you to take her place...<<elseif ($aliceRel < 0) and $metCassidy>> It's only fair to return the favor after what she tried to pull<<if $ateBetty or $emmaAteBetty or ($day6HuntWithSam is "betty")>>--and this is a golden opportunity to take care of the rest of Alice's clique after dealing with Betty yesterday<</if>>.<</if>> You step forward and grab her shoulders, pulling her back and stuffing her head into your mouth before she has a chance to voice any protest.<<if !(($aliceRel < 0) and $metCassidy)>> @@color:yellowgreen;You overpowered your prey.@@<</if>> Cassidy seems... more confused than anything at the turn of events, jolting in surprise but not making any real attempt to struggle free at first. You take advantage of her inaction, locking her arms at her side with a firm grip as you begin to swallow her down. Her hair blocks you at first, but as her pigtails disappear between your lips your tongue slides across her neck and gives you your first taste of her skin. Despite intending to move this along quickly, you can't help stopping for a moment as the flavor strikes you. She's //delicious//. Her skin has a shockingly strong, creamy coconut flavor, amplified by a bit of saltiness after all the dancing she's been doing. She starts to squirm against your grip as your tongue tickles her neck, and you snap out of your momentary distraction, another swallow sending her head on its way to your stomach and bringing your lips to her shoulders.<<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 2>> In your drunken haze, you can't help yourself, shamelessly sucking on her and sliding your tongue along her back to savor her rich flavor. You go as far as pulling her top down as you swallow her to expose more of her skin, leaving it scrunched up by her waist. With her heavy chest packed into your throat, your hands move down to her thighs.<<else>> You're quickly met by a different obstacle as her heavy chest slows your progress. Eager to finish the job before the moment passes, you reach up to help squeeze her oversized mounds through your lips, easily gliding down over her midriff once they're packed away. With her upper body firmly locked down, you shift your grip down to her thighs to steady her.<</if>> Trying to remain discreet, you avoid lifting her all the way overhead, opting instead to hunch over as far as you can manage as you steadily feed her into your mouth. Once you're past her hips, the rest of her legs go down easy, your lips sliding over her smooth, flavorful skin until they seal around her feet. One last swallow and she's gone, sealed away in your bulging belly. "Hey, what the heck!?" her muffled voice protests. She starts to squirm a little, though there's not much power behind it. She might just be shifting into a more comfortable position. You cover you mouth to stifle a burp that brings a bit of coconut flavor back into your mouth. Ignoring her, you glance around. Everyone still seems to be distracted by the other commotion for now. You start to slowly sneak towards the exit, then your eyes widen as a rumbling groan shakes through your stomach. Slapping a hand over your mouth and clutching your gut with the other, you give up on subtlety and rush for the door, moving as quickly as you can under the bulk of your meal. "//*OOUUUuuuuurrp!*//" You make it just in time, the pressure becoming too much to hold back just as the door clicks shut behind you. "Whew... that was close..." you say with a sigh as the explosive belch subtly echoes off the walls of the empty dining hall. You give your belly an appreciative pat. "You were delicious by the way, best meal I've had in a while!" "Thanks, I bet it's the lotion I use!" Cassidy's muffled voice replies. "You've gotta take care of your skin if you wanna look your best!" "Well I certainly appreciate the //*urp*// effort," you chuckle. You make your way over to one of the many empty tables, leisurely resting one hand on your gut. "Hey, but your compliments won't fool me! I can't believe you ate me, you big jerk!" she shouts, starting to squirm a little. "That's, like, totally against the rules of the party!<<if !(($aliceRel < 0) and $metCassidy)>> And I thought we were having a great time, like, what gives?<</if>>" <<if ($aliceRel < 0) and $metCassidy>>"Are you kidding? You //just// tried to //*uurp*// eat me yourself! This was revenge!" you say, giving the side of your belly a smack. "O-Oh, right. Yeah I guess this is, like, totally fair then!" she says with a laugh. "But can you, like, move less at least? All that shaking made my head spin..."<<else>>"Well luckily we're not //*uurp*// at the party anymore," you say, giving your belly a taunting pat. "And who says we aren't still having a great time? I know I am.~" "Oh, that's cheating!" Cassidy pouts. "Can you, like, move less at least? All that shaking made my head spin..."<</if>> "Oh don't worry, I'm planning to get nice and //*urp*// cozy here while my stomach deals with you..." you say, settling back into one of the chairs.<<set $sceneAttack to 0>><<set $sceneDefense to Math.ceil($tempPlayerInebriation / 2)>><<done>><<include $sceneActionsLink>><<replace "#actionReminder">><<PredActionReminder>><</replace>><</done>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "predOptions">></div>

<<if $preyHealth <= 0>> <<append "#digestion">> You sigh and lean back in your chair as Cassidy's<<if $progress < 1>> weak<</if>> struggles start to fade. <<if $progress > 0>>She'd started to put up a decent fight for a little while there, but it's become abundantly clear she's not getting out.<<else>>At this point, it's abundantly clear she's not getting out--she didn't even really put up a fight.<</if>> A blissful smile creeps onto your lips as you start to idly rub at your softening belly, enjoying the satisfaction of a filling meal. <<if ($aliceRel < 0) and ($ateBetty or $emmaAteBetty or ($day6HuntWithSam is "betty"))>>Ending the week by taking out Alice's other goon after a night of fun--you can't believe how perfectly things worked out.<<else>>You can't think of a better way to cap off the night.<</if>> <<if _afterEmma>>While you sit and enjoy your meal, the party carries on around you, slowly starting to wind down. You watch as the crowd on the dance floor thins, a few girls not exactly //leaving//, but rather meeting the same fate as Cassidy. Even with the music still blaring, the satisfaction of your heavy meal and the comfort of the couch has you feeling surprisingly calm and relaxed.<<else>>The calming atmosphere of the empty, midnight dining hall is a relaxing change of pace from the excitement of the party. You can still hear the muffled sound of music, of course, but it's just a faint rumble instead of blaring in your ears, quiet enough for the gurgling and groaning of your stomach to join it in echoing off the walls of the wide open room. Every now and then a few people come out of the lounge to return to their rooms, but none pay you any particular attention--other than one very drunk girl sporting her own bloated belly that gave you an eager thumbs up.<</if>> You aren't sure quite how much time you spend sitting and enjoying your meal, but eventually you get comfortable enough that your eyes start to droop. The exhaustion of a long night and a heavy meal is really starting to settle in. "Probably about time to call it a night, huh? You ready to turn in?" you chuckle, pushing in on your belly. Your hand meets no serious resistance, kicking up a few wet noises as it sinks into your soft flesh. "//*UUURRRrrrp!*// I'll take that as a yes.~" @@color:lime;Cassidy has been digested!@@<<set $cassidyEaten to true>> <<if _afterEmma>> With Cassidy well on her way to filling out your chest, you stand up from the couch, stretching out your arms along with a yawn that turns into another burp. It brings a faint hint of coconut back into your mouth. Smiling, you start to head for the exit, but pause as you notice Emma still crashed on the floor. <<include "playerPredEnd">> [[Help her back to the dorm->September 7th- Walk Emma Back]] <<link "Leave her be">><<replace "#choice">>However, you just shrug it off. She'll be fine on her own. You carry on your way out of the lounge and up through Lampton to return to your dorm, your heavy, bloated gut bouncing along with every step. You feel ready to just collapse into your bed by the time you're back at your room. [[Get ready for bed->September 7th- End of Day]] <</replace>><</link>> <<else>>With Cassidy well on her way to filling out your chest, you stand up from your chair, stretching out your arms along with a yawn that turns into another burp. It brings a faint hint of coconut back into your mouth. Then, you start to head back to your dorm, your heavy, bloated gut bouncing along with every step. Emma is still out at the party when you return, but you barely give it any thought, feeling more than ready to just collapse into your bed. <<include "playerPredEnd">>[[Get ready for bed->September 7th- End of Day]] <</if>><<set $metCassidy to true>> <</append>> <<elseif _afterEmma and ($turn is 4) and ($sunnyRel > 0) and (!$week1PartyMinaInvited or hasVisited("September 7th- Walk Mina Back"))>> <<append "#digestion">> "Hey heeey, tiger!" a familiar voice calls out over the roar of the party. You look around and quickly spot Sunny coming your way. "Been lookin' for you, was gonna come tell you what Emma's been up to but it looks like you already got the memo. Nice gut there." "Ha! Yeah she's very //*urp*// hungry when she's drunk, apparently. I took it as a free pass to chow down myself," you reply. You jump in your seat as Sunny laughs and gives your belly a hard smack. She seems pretty drunk, though not nearly as bad as Emma at the moment. "Hell yeah girl, live your best life tonight! Sunny D sure ain't gonna stop you," she says with a grin. "Anyone still here after Big K left must be willing to take the risk anyways." "Exactly!" you reply with a laugh. "So have you been //*urp*// having a good time?" "Oh for sure, for sure, Em really nailed it tonight," she chuckles. She flashes finger guns at you. "But, she also drank literally everything, so I'm gonna get back to it while I still got a buzz going. You two have fun now!" With that, she disappears back into the party as quickly as she arrived, leaving you alone again to relax and deal with Cassidy. <</append>> <</if>>

<<set _roll to random(1,2)>> /* REMEMBER TO INCLUDE VARIABLE CHANGES IN UNIQUE DIALOGUE */ <<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "taunt">> <<if !_afterEmma and !_reversalTaunt and $metCassidy and ($aliceRel < 0)>> <<set _reversalTaunt to true>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "I can't believe you really thought you could //*uurp*// eat me," you say, laughing and giving your belly a harsh jab. "I mean seriously, //you//?<<if $eatenByBetty and ($eatenByAlice or $eatenByAliceCookout or $eatenByAliceDay4)>> When Alice and Betty couldn't even handle me?<<elseif $eatenByBetty>> When Betty couldn't even handle me?<<elseif $eatenByAlice or $eatenByAliceCookout or $eatenByAliceDay4>> When Alice couldn't even handle me?<</if>> What an idiot! You were totally asking for this." <</append>> <<elseif !_bettyTaunt and $metCassidy and ($ateBetty or $emmaAteBetty or ($day6HuntWithSam is "betty"))>> <<set _bettyTaunt to true>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $ateBetty>>"You know, look on the bright side, at least you and Betty will be reunited soon!" you say with a laugh, giving your belly a smack. "Huh? Wait... you ate Betty!?" Cassidy says with a gasp. "Oh, that, like, totally explains why Alice was so mad this morning!" "Ha, yeah she took a swing at me earlier for it. Obviously she couldn't //*urp*// pull it off though," you chuckle. You give the bulge that you're pretty sure is her head a condescending pat. "Don't worry, soon enough I'll get her in there too and you can all jiggle on my ass together.~"<<else>>"You know, this is just too perfect. I only just got Betty out of the picture, and now I'm already dealing with you too!" you say with a laugh, giving your belly a smack. "How mad do you think //*uurp*// Alice is gonna be when she realizes she's all on her own?" "Wait... you ate Betty!?" Cassidy says with a gasp. "Oh, that, like, totally explains why Alice was so mad this morning!" "Well, I didn't personally eat her, though Alice still took a swing at me for it," you chuckle. "It'll be so much easier to take her down when she's not surrounded by cronies like you.~"<</if>> <</append>> <<elseif !_flavorTaunt>> <<set _flavorTaunt to true>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Thanks again for seasoning yourself, by the way!" you say with a laugh, prodding at your gut to make sure you have her attention. "Using lotion that delicious, it's like you knew you were meant to be prey! It's gonna be hard for my next meal to live up to that.~" <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "shake">> <<if !_firstShake>> <<set _firstShake to true>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Hmm, what was it you said about moving around again?" you say, a sly smile creeping onto your face. You place your hands on either side of your belly. "You wanted more shaking, right?" You start to shake your belly side to side, swaying your body at the same time to amplify the effect. The sounds of liquid sloshing around are clearly audible as all the movement mixes up the contents of your stomach. Cassidy whimpers and pushes out against the walls, desperately trying to steady herself. "H-Hey, stop it!" she protests. "I said //don't// move!" "Nah, I'm pretty sure //*urp*// this is right!" you laugh as you continue your assault. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "damaged">> <<if ($preyHealthThreshold is 2) and ($lastAction != "shake")>> <<append "#digestion">> "//Mmph..!// Ow... Okay I've had enough!" Cassidy snaps. "This is so gross, let me go! I wanna get back to the party!" She starts to shift and squirm against the walls of your stomach, finally mounting some kind of resistance. A groan rumbles through your gut as it accepts the challenge. "Oh you're not going //*UUurrp*// anywhere," you say, leaning back and patting your belly. <<if $metCassidy and ($aliceRel < 0)>>"You brought this on yourself, just settle in and accept the consequences.~"<<else>>"No way I'd give up such a perfect ending to the night."<</if>> @@color:chartreuse;Your stomach is taking its toll on $preyName!@@ <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "acidRise">> <<if $acidStage is 2>> <<append "#digestion">> "Ewww.... It's getting, like, really gross in here..." Cassidy complains, pushing out a little against the walls of your stomach. You can hear some splashing and a lot of gurgling. "But, it is really warm... kinda like a hot tub..." she mumbles, seeming to relax a little. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<default>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</switch>>

<<set _roll to (random(1,20))>> <<if $lastAction is "shake">><<set _shaken += 1>><<else>><<set _shaken to 0>><</if>> <<if $turn is 0>> <<set $preyAction to "rest">> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Shoot, this is, like, exactly what Alice said would happen if I came..." you hear her mumble. She isn't doing much in the way of struggling at the moment, just shifting slightly like she's still getting her bearings. "She's gonna be soooo mad when she finds out..." <</append>> <<elseif (_shaken > 2) and !_shakenTooMuch>> <<set _shakenTooMuch to true>> <<set $preyFrustration to 0>> <<set $preyExhaustion += 2>> <<set $preyAction to "rest">> <<append "#digestion">> "C-C'mon I... oh no..." Cassidy groans. A moment later you hear some... rather unpleasant sounds coming from inside your stomach. You wince, feeling some combination of guilt and disgust, and finally let your belly rest calmly again. Cassidy groans and leans back against the walls, coughing a few times and going pretty much completely limp. "Grooooosss.... you're a big meanie..." she mutters. <</append>> <<elseif $preyExhaustion > 0>> <<set $preyAction to "rest">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <<elseif $lastAction is "shake">> <<set $preyAction to "brace">> <<if !_shakenTooMuch>> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> You feel Cassidy push out hard with her arms and legs, making pretty distinct bulges along the surface of your belly as she does everything she can to stay steady and anchored amidst the chaos you're creating for her. <<if _shaken > 1>>"Ooohhh, I'm totally gonna vom..." she says, her voice a little strained.<<else>>"Staaahp! I'm, like, too drunk for this!" she protests.<</if>> <</append>> <<else>> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<elseif $preyFrustration > 1>> <<set $preyFrustration to 0>> <<if !_firstTauntReaction>> <<set _firstTauntReaction to true>> <<append "#digestion">> "Cut it out, jerk! At least, like, leave me alone in here... I'm supposed to party and have fun tonight!" Cassidy suddenly snaps. "Alice is, like, way better at this than you anyways, so you're just being annoying!" <</append>> <</if>> <<if $preyHealthThreshold < 3>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <<else>> <<set $preyAction to "struggle">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<elseif $preyHealthThreshold < 3>> <<set $preyAction to "struggle">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <<else>> <<if _roll > 15>> <<append "#digestion">> <<set $preyAction to "rest">> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<set _incomingDamage to random(1,3)>> You feel Cassidy start to shift around a little. It stirs up almost a hint of nausea, but there really doesn't seem to be any urgency behind it. "Geez... maybe I partied too hard..." she mumbles. <</append>> <<elseif _roll > 7>> <<append "#digestion">> <<set $preyAction to "rest">> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> You still barely feel much movement from Cassidy, your gut oddly motionless for still having living prey. You hear her sigh. "//Mmmph//, it's so gross in here..." <</append>> <<else>> <<append "#digestion">> <<set $preyAction to "rest">> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> It doesn't feel like Cassidy is doing much of anything to resist your stomach. She shifts a little in an attempt to get into a more comfortable position, but nothing even close to fighting back. <</append>> <</if>> <</if>> <<append "#digestion">> <</append>>

<<if hasVisited("Emma's Party- Eat Cassidy 2")>><<set _atParty to true>><<Time 25.5>><<else>><<set _atParty to false>><<Time 25>><</if>>\ <<set $cassidyParty to "ate">><<set $ateCassidyParty to false>>\ You wince and <<if _atParty>>jolt upright<<else>>brace yourself against the table<</if>>. Now that she's actually putting up a fight, you're really starting to feel it. Waves of nausea start to wash over you, then one of her blows manages to hit just the right spot and your stomach convulses hard enough for the movement to be visible from the outside. You double over and clutch your gut, your eyes watering. Your throat strains and bulges out as Cassidy is forced back up out of your stomach, any attempt to fight back against her escape proving fruitless. Once your mouth is forced open by her ascent, you give up resisting, letting your prey spill out onto the floor of the <<if _atParty>>lounge<<else>>dining hall<</if>>. "Ewww... that was, like, totally gross..." Cassidy whimpers as she pushes herself up off the ground. <<if $turn > 7>>She's completely naked and drenched in your stomach acid, though she doesn't seem particularly bothered by her lack of clothing.<<else>>She's completely drenched in your digestive fluids and stripped down to just her fraying underwear, whatever's left of the rest of her clothes seemingly still stewing in your gut.<</if>> "Not great on my end either..." you grumble, still clutching at your stomach. It feels sore and oddly hollow. "Hmmph! That's what you get, you big meanie!" Cassidy replies, pouting and crossing her arms. "Alice is totally gonna get you for this, you know!" <<if !$metCassidy>>"Alice... Mercato? Why?" you say. "Oh, we're, like, totally roommates! I thought I mentioned that earlier, sorry," she says with a little laugh. "She watches out for me so much that she hates when I go out alone, she'll totally eat you for trying to eat me!" "But... wouldn't you have to admit that you went out on your own to a dangerous party if you tell her?" you counter. "Sounds like she wouldn't like that."<<else>>"If you tell her, you have to admit you were at the party, you know," you shoot back, narrowing your eyes a little.<</if>> "O-Oh, shoot, you're right..." Cassidy says, her shoulders sagging. "How about we just never talk about this again?" you say, a bit embarrassed that a drunk airhead was able to beat your stomach. "You don't tell anyone I tried to eat you, and I won't tell Alice you were here." "Sure, deal!" she replies. "Bye then! Um, I mean, I was never here? I need some clothes..." <<if _atParty>>\ You watch her walk off toward the exit, the remaining partygoers giving her a wide berth and some disgusted looks as she passes by. A few turn those looks toward you, tracing the blame for the unpleasant display back to the source... and judging by her expression, at least one of them is clearly thinking about how easy it would be to make a meal of the girl who's winded from spilling her guts. Reading the room, you hurry to follow in Cassidy's footsteps, leaving the party and scurrying through the halls to your dorm. It's pretty late anyways, no reason to take the risk of sticking around.\ <<else>>\ You watch as she walks off, heading upstairs to return to her dorm with a pretty casual gait for someone who was being digested just a minute ago. Once she's out of sight, you sigh and start to follow her lead, trudging back through the halls to your own dorm. It's pretty late anyways<<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 1>> and your buzz has pretty much gone away after all that<</if>>, no sense returning to the party at this point.\ <</if>> <<include "playerPredFail">>[[Get ready for bed->September 7th- End of Day]]<<set $metCassidy to true>>

<<Time 25>>\ With a sly smile, you turn your attention to the rest of the party. If Emma can eat someone, then it's only fair you get a meal as well. <<if $ateCassidy or $samAteCassidy>>You scan the room with eager eyes, looking for an opportunity, but unfortunately most of those that remain are pretty tightly packed on the dance floor. When you finally spot someone who looks like a good target, another girl swoops in to make a meal of her almost immediately. Realizing that not only are you definitely not the only one looking to end the night on a full stomach, you're also making yourself an enticing meal by hanging around the outskirts alone, you decide it's probably better to call it a night after all. You stop back to check on Emma before you go, finding her still cradling her belly on the ground. [[Help her back to the room->September 7th- Walk Emma Back]] [[Head back alone, she's not in any danger->September 7th- End of Day]]\ <<else>>\ You scan the room with eager eyes, looking for an opportunity, and quickly spot a promising target. A blonde girl with pigtails and a skimpy outfit dancing by herself, not seeming to pay any attention to her surroundings. Licking your lips, you start to shift through the crowd to reach her. <<if $metCassidy>>As you get closer, you realize that you recognize her. It's Cassidy, <<if $ateBetty or $emmaAteBetty or ($day6HuntWithSam is "betty")>>Alice's airheaded lackey. The only one she has left, after yesterday<<else>>one of Alice's lackeys<</if>>. You easily get within grabbing range without her paying you any attention...<<else>>Even as you get within grabbing range of her, she doesn't seem to notice you at all, completely lost in her dancing. She turns her back to you, giving you a perfect opportunity to strike...<</if>> \ <<link "Go for it">> <<set $pacifist to false>> <<set _checkType to "oral">> <<set _baseline to (5+$tempPlayerInebriation)>> <<set _modifier to 0>> <<include "voreCheck">> <<if _swallow>> <<goto "Emma's Party- Eat Cassidy 2">> <<else>> <<set $stamina -= 3>> <<replace "#choice">><<set $cassidyParty to "dance">>\ You grin--this is almost too easy.<<if ($aliceSimp > 0) and !($ateBetty or $emmaAteBetty or ($day6HuntWithSam is "betty"))>> And with Cassidy, it's more than just a great chance for a meal. Cutting out part of Alice's clique might open up an opportunity for you to take her place...<</if>> You step forward to grab her... and immediately trip over your own foot, bumping into her as you just barely stop yourself from faceplanting on the ground. @@color:orange;You were too clumsy...@@ "Oh, sorry about that!" <<if $metCassidy>>Cassidy<<else>>the girl<</if>> says, turning back and offering you a hand getting to your feet.<<if $metCassidy>> She doesn't seem to recognize you.<</if>> "Hehe, me and my big booty have been bumping people, like, all night!" "Ha, uh, it's no problem. Thanks..." you say sheepishly. After the embarrassment of that blunder, and seeing her be so innocently helpful, you choose to just cut your losses and accept the blessing of it going unnoticed. "You wanna dance?" she says, already starting to shake her stuff again. "I should, um, probably get going actually, bye!" you say in a hurried tone, excusing yourself from the situation. Rather than try searching for another meal, you decide to just call it a night<<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 1>>--you're clearly too drunk for this<</if>>. You stop back to check on Emma before you go, finding her still cradling her belly on the ground. [[Help her back to the room->September 7th- Walk Emma Back]] [[Head back alone, she's not in any danger->September 7th- End of Day]]\ <</replace>> <</if>> <</link>> <<link "Leave her be">><<replace "#choice">>But, you decide to leave her be. <<if $metCassidy>><<if ($aliceSimp > 0) or ($aliceRel > 1)>>You're not sure how much Alice actually cares about her, and you'd rather not risk burning that bridge--or rather, ruining the slight chance of //building// a bridge you might have--if she finds out.<<else>>Even though she helps out Alice, she feels innocent enough that you'd feel guilty about grabbing her.<</if>><<else>>While you're eager for a meal, this girl just seems to innocent for you to go through with it.<</if>> So, you sneak back to the edge of the crowd in search of another meal. When you finally spot someone else who looks like a good target, another girl swoops in to make a meal of her almost immediately. Realizing that not only are you definitely not the only one looking to end the night on a full stomach, you're also making yourself an enticing meal by hanging around the outskirts alone, you decide it's probably better to call it a night after all. You stop back to check on Emma before you go, finding her still cradling her belly on the ground. [[Help her back to the room->September 7th- Walk Emma Back]] [[Head back alone, she's not in any danger->September 7th- End of Day]]<</replace>><</link>><</if>>

<<set $ateCassidyParty to true>>\ <<set $preyName to "Cassidy">><<set $preyHealthMax to 24>><<set $preyResilience to 0>><<set $preyFrustration to 0>><<set $preyExhaustion to 1>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "Cassidy Party_PredActions">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "Cassidy Party_Struggle">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "Eat Cassidy Party(TEXT)">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Emma's Party- Eat Cassidy: Failure">><<set $preySize to 5>><<set $fullness += $preySize>>\ <<set _shaken to 0>><<set _shakenTooMuch to false>><<set _firstShake to false>><<set _firstTauntReaction to false>><<set _bettyTaunt to false>><<set _flavorTaunt to false>><<set _reversalTaunt to false>><<set _afterEmma to true>>\ You grin--this is almost too easy.<<if ($aliceSimp > 0) and !($ateBetty or $emmaAteBetty or ($day6HuntWithSam is "betty"))>> And with Cassidy, it's more than just a great chance for a meal. Cutting out part of Alice's clique might open up an opportunity for you to take her place...<</if>> While <<if $metCassidy>>she<<else>>the girl<</if>> still has her back to you, you step forward and grab her shoulders, pulling her back and stuffing her head into your mouth before she has a chance to voice any protest. @@color:yellowgreen;You overpowered your prey.@@ <<if $metCassidy>>Cassidy<<else>>She<</if>> seems... more confused than anything at the turn of events, jolting in surprise but not making any real attempt to struggle free at first. You take advantage of her inaction, locking her arms at her side with a firm grip as you begin to swallow her down. Her hair blocks you at first, but as her pigtails disappear between your lips your tongue slides across her neck and gives you your first taste of her skin. Despite intending to move this along quickly, you can't help stopping for a moment as the flavor strikes you. She's //delicious//. Her skin has a shockingly strong, creamy coconut flavor, amplified by a bit of saltiness after all the dancing she's been doing. She starts to squirm against your grip as your tongue tickles her neck, and you snap out of your momentary distraction, another swallow sending her head on its way to your stomach and bringing your lips to her shoulders.<<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 2>> In your drunken haze, you can't help yourself, shamelessly sucking on her and sliding your tongue along her back to savor her rich flavor. You go as far as pulling her top down as you swallow her to expose more of her skin, leaving it scrunched up by her waist. With her heavy chest packed into your throat, your hands move down to her thighs.<<else>> You're quickly met by a different obstacle as her heavy chest slows your progress. Eager to finish the job before the moment passes, you reach up to help squeeze her oversized mounds through your lips, easily gliding down over her midriff once they're packed away. With her upper body firmly locked down, you shift your grip down to her thighs to steady her.<</if>> You lift her up overhead to ease her descent, <<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 2>>the sudden change nearly knocking you off thanks to your already poor balance from all the drinking you've been doing.<<else>>effortlessly guiding her flailing legs into your mouth.<</if>> Once you're past her hips, the rest of her legs go down easy, your lips sliding over her smooth, flavorful skin until they seal around her feet. One last swallow and she's gone, sealed away in your bulging belly. "Hey, what the heck!?" her muffled voice protests. She starts to squirm a little, though there's not much power behind it. She might just be shifting into a more comfortable position. "Like, who even is this?" "//*UUUrrrrrrp*//! <<if $metCassidy>>Aw, you don't recognize me?" you say, patting your belly in satisfaction. "Well, I guess you've never seen me from the inside before." "Hmm... nope, sorry! You don't sound familiar," she replies. "Does $name ring any bells?" "Oh! Yeah I totally remember you! <<if $aliceRel < -3>>Alice talks about you, like, aaaall the time<<elseif $aliceRel < 0>>Alice, like, hates you, y'know<<elseif $aliceSimp > 1>>you, like, fed that girl to Alice the other day!<<else>>Funny running into you here!<</if>>" she says. "<<if ($aliceRel > -1) and ($aliceSimp < 2)>>Alice is<<else>>She's<</if>> gonna be, like, really mad about this you know. I wasn't even supposed to be here!" You make your way over to one of the open couches and drop back with a sigh, letting yourself sink back into the cushions. Your belly shakes around from the sudden movement<<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 1>>, a faint sloshing sound audible from all the booze you've been drinking<</if>>. "<<if $aliceRel < 0>>"Good, I hope she is,"<<else>>"Oh don't worry, Alice isn't gonna find out about this,"<</if>> you reply. You give your belly an appreciative pat. "You were delicious by the way, best meal I've //*urp*// had in a while!"<<else>>I'm the girl who ate you! That's all you really need to know," you say with a laugh, patting your belly in satisfaction. "Who are //you//, other than my //*urp*// midnight snack?" "Oh, my name's Cassidy!" she replies earnestly. You make your way over to one of the open couches and drop back with a sigh, letting yourself sink back into the cushions. Your belly shakes around from the sudden movement<<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 1>>, a faint sloshing sound audible from all the booze you've been drinking<</if>>. "Well, nice to<<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 2>> //eat// you," you say with a laugh, nudging her through your belly. "Get it, cause, like... ah you probably //*urp*// got it. You were delicious by the way, best meal I've had in a while!"<<else>> meet you," you say with a laugh. You give your belly an appreciative pat. "You were delicious by the way, best meal I've //*urp*// had in a while!"<</if>><</if>> "Thanks, I bet it's the lotion I use!" Cassidy's muffled voice replies. "You've gotta take care of your skin if you wanna look your best!" "Well I certainly appreciate the //*urrp*// effort," you chuckle. "Hey, but your compliments won't fool me! I can't believe you ate me, you big jerk!" she shouts, starting to squirm a little. "That's, like, totally against the rules of the party!" "The rules don't really matter at this point, sorry," you chuckle. "No one that's still here cares, even the host already ate someone." "Really? Shoot, I was, like, dancing too hard I guess..." Cassidy pouts. "Can you, like, move less at least? All that shaking before made my head spin..." "Oh don't worry, I'm planning to get nice and //*urp*// cozy here while my stomach deals with you..." you say, lounging back against the couch.<<set $sceneAttack to 0>><<set $sceneDefense to Math.ceil($tempPlayerInebriation / 2)>><<done>><<include $sceneActionsLink>><<replace "#actionReminder">><<PredActionReminder>><</replace>><</done>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "predOptions">></div>

<<Time 24.5>>\ <<set $eatenByJada to true>><<set $predName to "Jada">><<set $predSS to 36>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to false>><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "Jada(TEXT)">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "Jada_Actions">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Eaten By Jada- Escape">>\ <<set _firstTaunt to false>><<set _crushed to false>><<set _firstSqueeze to false>>\ The realization strikes that the relative safety of the party up till now may have made you lower your guard a little too far. She has a solid grip on you in a pretty compromising position, and she led by talking about how tasty you were--<<if $tempDare is "write">>there's no way that was a joke, <</if>>her intentions are pretty obvious. You try to shove back in a desperate push to break away from her, but she makes her move first, bearing down on you with her arms wrapped around your chest and her hips pressed against yours. Before you can even start to struggle, she lifts her legs off the ground, her full weight forcing you to the ground as she stays latched onto your back. @@color:orange;You have been overpowered.@@ "Hey! Get off!" you shout, squirming beneath her. It's all you're able to get out before a hand covers your mouth and her lips start to slide over the back of your head. You try to struggle and throw her off as your vision is overtaken by the slimy darkness of her mouth, but she has you in a shockingly effective pin. Your knees are locked against the floor beneath you as she bears down on you from above, stopping you from getting any meaningful leverage until your shoulders are already well on their way down her throat. <<if $breastSize > 34>>Pushing further, she pretty shamelessly gropes at your chest as she works to pack them into her mouth.<<else>>She carries on past your chest with little difficulty.<</if>> She can't even quite make it to your midriff in her current position, however, and she's forced to lean back to continue. With your upper body wrapped tight by the slick, warm flesh of her insides, you feel the rest of you get slowly hoisted up overhead as she leans back into a laying position. You flail your legs wildly in hopes of getting someone's attention, but rescue never arrives. Your head splashes into an uncomfortably hot pool of alcohol and partially digested snacks as you're dragged into her stomach. There's nothing you can do to stop it as your body sinks down into the drunken girl's guts, slowly but surely squeezed into the cramped confines of her stomach. It groans in appreciation as more and more of you is forced inside, eager to finally have the meal it was promised earlier in the night. Soon enough, you feel her lips seal around your feet, and it's over. "//*UUurrrp!*// Ugh, hang on..." she grumbles as the last of you is deposited in her gut, her voice sounding a little strained. There's some shuffling below you and you hear a metallic click, then she sighs as her belly shifts downward, slightly easing some of the pressure squeezing you. "There we //*urrrrap*// go, almost forgot about my belt..." "Come on, what the hell!?" you shout, pushing out against the walls in frustration. "<<if $tempDare is "write">>You couldn't at least actually tell me what it said first?<<else>>I was really enjoying that for a minute there!<</if>> You're breaking the rules of the party you know!" <<if $tempDare is "write">>"If I tell you, it ruins the joke! Even if no one can see you in there it's still //*urp*// funny to me,"<<else>>"Sorry, but I couldn't resist! My stomach's been //*urp*// begging for you since that tease earlier,"<</if>> she chuckles, patting her belly. "Good point on the rules though, probably time for us to head out..." Your world starts to shake and shift as she fumbles her way back up onto her feet, the pool of alcohol that shares the space with you sloshing around with every movement. Disoriented, you're forced to focus on repositioning and getting your bearings as she works on smuggling you out of the party. There's a gasp from someone nearby and your ears perk up. "Oh my god, what's she doing!?" the voice says, muffled by the barrier of Jada's flesh. People must be taking notice! "Yo, look, look, you've gotta see this!" another chimes in. She's more excited than concerned, less promising... "Chug! Chug! Chug!" several voices start to chant. Jada continues walking uninterrupted and your heart sinks. It wasn't you they were paying attention to at all. You hear the click of a door behind you and most of the party's roar fades away, the wet gurgling and groaning of Jada's body at work around you able to drown out everything but the faint, muffled baseline of the music now. "Ha, can you believe that?" Jada says. She drops back into a chair with a sigh, giving her gut a contented pat. "I was //*UUrrp*// getting a few looks at first, but some girls over at the drink table started this huge commotion that had //everyone// distracted. Couldn't have //*urp*// been more perfect. Clearly this was meant to be, you shouldn't fight it.~" "In your dreams! You're gonna pay for this..." you grunt, giving a hard kick forward. "Hey, I'm game," she chuckles. "Show me what you got.~"<<set $sceneAttack to 0>><<set $sceneDefense to 2>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "preyOptions">></div>

<<switch $acidStage>> <<case 0>> <<set _roll to random(1,10)>> <<case 1>> <<set _roll to random(1,13)>> <<case 2>> <<set _roll to random(8,15)>> <<default>> <<set _roll to 20>> <</switch>> <<if ($acidStage < 2) and (($lastAction is "brace") or ($lastAction is "rest"))>> <<set _roll -= 5>> <</if>>/* if you're inactive, she's more likely to tease you */ <<if ($progress > 2) and !_crushed>> <<set _crushed to true>> <<set $predAction to "crush">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <<elseif _roll > 10>> <<set $predAction to "massage">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <<elseif _roll > 4>> <<set $predAction to "squeeze">> <<if !_firstSqueeze>> <<set _firstSqueeze to true>> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> The walls tighten around you, and you start to feel an odd force pushing in on you from the outside. It's a band of pressure around your lower body, more intense near the front of her stomach, but it doesn't feel like she's leaning on anything... "What the hell are you doing?" you say, grunting as she squeezes her muscles tighter for a moment. "Hmmph... c'mon..." she grunts. "This is like //*urp*// the stretchiest shirt I own, I'm so close to fitting it over my gut..." <</append>> <<elseif _roll < 8>> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> You feel the odd pressure of Jada's shirt pushing in around her stomach as she one again starts to struggle in vain to pull it completely over her belly. She clenches her muscles uncomfortably tight around you in an effort to suck in her gut as much as possible. "Work with me here..." she grunts. "I bet I can get it to stay with my belt if I //*urp*// just... get it a little lower..." <</append>> <<else>> <<include "preyPredAction">> <</if>> <<else>> <<set _rand to random(1,2)>> <<if _rand is 1>> <<set $predAction to "shake">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> You wince as Jada pushes one of her legs up into her gut, jostling its contents when it shifts back into place again. Then she nudges you again with the other, starting to bounce her belly back and forth, tossing you<<if $acidStage > 0>> and the built up pool of acid<</if>> around with it. "Hey! Cut it out!" you protest. "Heh, sloshy..." Jada mutters, disregarding you. <</append>> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "taunt">> <<if !_firstTaunt>> <<set _firstTaunt to true>> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "So, how's it feel in there? Just like you remember it?" Jada says, her gut shaking as she laughs. She gives you a hard jab to make sure she has your attention, her stomach letting out a slight groan in protest of the sudden intrusion. "Your room key must be happy to be back where it belongs, at least." <</append>> <<else>> <<include "preyPredAction">> <</if>> <</if>> <</if>>

<<Time 25>>\ "H-Hey, chill in there..." Jada groans, clutching at her stomach. "C'mon it was //*Uuurp*// bad enough when you yanked your arm out earlier, don't do this..." You don't listen, of course, taking her complaints as words of encouragement and starting to put everything you've got into your struggling. The walls of her stomach tremble and shake as you thrash against them, groaning in distress. Before long, they decide you aren't worth the trouble and crash in tightly around you, starting to unceremoniously cram you back up into her throat. It seems she was telling the truth about not wanting to deal with the discomfort from when you reached in earlier, because she doesn't even try to resist throwing you up. In no time at all, you spill out onto the cold floor of the dining hall. You groan and sit up, rubbing your forehead as you try to get your bearings. <<if $turn > 7>>Your head feels heavy and your arms are weak, every inch of your body drenched in digestive fluids--you probably wouldn't have lasted much longer. Your <<if $outfit is "underwear">>underwear<<else>>clothes<</if>> didn't even make it this far, but at the moment being nude isn't high on your list of concerns.<<elseif $turn > 2>>You're completely soaked in various fluids, and your head feels a little hazy. <<if $outfit is "underwear">>Miraculously, your underwear seems to actually be mostly intact still, though it's fraying at the seams and your bra is sporting a few holes.<<else>>Your clothes have been almost entirely eaten away by her stomach, leaving you in just your underwear and tattered <<if $outfit is "normal">>shorts<<else>>skirt<</if>>.<</if>> You can see what's left of your top laying on the ground nearby.<<else>>You're completely soaked in various fluids, and your head feels a little hazy, but for the most part you're no worse for wear.<</if>> "Oooh... that's one way to sober up a bit..." Jada groans, doubled over on one of the chairs. "I'm gonna need a minute, you really stirred things up in there..." "Good, I hope it feels awful," you snap, glaring at her with your arms crossed. "That's twice tonight I've had to touch the inside of your stomach, maybe I should give you some time with mine, huh?" <<if $tempDare is "write">>"Uh, listen..." she grumbles. She pauses to cover her mouth. "How about I tell you what I wrote on your back and we call it even? My stomach probably washed it away, if not the shower you're gonna take definitely will. You'll never know without me..." You glare at her for a moment longer... then sigh and hang your head. "Fine..." you grumble, too curious to pass up the opportunity. "Tell me." "It... heh... it just said 'don't tell her what this says'," Jada says, laughing weakly as she continues to clutch her upset stomach. "See why I couldn't tell you before it was life or death..?" You touch a hand to your temple and shake your head. "Are you... whatever..." you grumble, storming off toward the stairs to return to your dorm. You can't help cracking a slight smile, which almost makes you angrier about the whole situation.<<else>>"Listen, I get it, I do, but you honestly, really don't want to do that right now..." she grumbles. She pauses to cover her mouth. "I wasn't kidding, you've got my stomach doing backflips and there's definitely more than just you coming up... you really wanna deal with that..?" "Ugh, gross... whatever..." you grumble. More tired than you are upset at this point, you start to head for the stairs to return to your dorm, leaving her to deal with the lingering stomachache you managed to give her.<</if>> <<include "playerPreyEscape">>[[Go get cleaned up->Emma's Party 3- Recovery]]

<<Time 25>>\ <<set $eatenBySunnyParty to true>><<set $sunnyFlirt += 1>>\ You swallow nervously, intimidated by how strongly she's returning your advances... not to mention the vague threat she just made. But surely she's just teasing you, and you can't back down now. Maybe you can end the night with a bang if you play your cards right... "Oh I'm feeling impulsive too, ready to dive right in and take some risks. If that's what you really want, I won't stop you~" you say in a teasing tone.<<if $tempPlayerInebriation < 2>> Or at least, that's what you were going for--in reality you were nervously stumbling over your words.<</if>> "But surely there are some more fun ways we could be impulsive tonight..?~" Sunny grins. "You're bold, $name, I'll give you that," she says. She pulls away for a moment to place her drink down... then swings her leg around onto the couch next to you, straddling your knees and facing you head on. Your eyes widen as she leans in<<if $breastSize > 17>>, her breasts squishing against your own,<<else>>, her chest pressing against yours,<</if>> and licks your cheek. "Mmm, just as tasty as I //*Uuurrrp*// <<if $eatenBySunny or $eatenBySunnyRescue>>remember<<else>>thought<</if>>~" she hums. A fruity, yet acrid, scent tickles your nose as she burps directly into your face. "Heh, I'd say sorry for that, but you thought it was hot, didn't you, perv?" You just keep staring wide eyed without a word in response, but that silence combined with your bright red face is answer enough. "Thought so~" she says. She leans in again, this time bringing her lips to yours. You snap out of your shock to seize the moment, closing your eyes and returning her kiss. Your arms gently wrap around her as you make out, getting lost in the moment, still hardly believing that things went this well this quickly. So lost that you don't notice her kiss becoming unusually deep until it's too late to protest... You let out a muffled yelp as her lips start to spread around your face, your head getting pushed back into the cushion of the couch. You lightly push back against her, frantically tapping her arm to try and get her attention so that she snaps out of it. She responds by shifting her grip lower on your shoulders to restrain your arms, then tightening her legs and sitting back to keep yours pinned, making it clear that she's not just unintentionally getting carried away. With pretenses dropped, she pushes forward much harder to stuff your entire head into her mouth. She swallows, and there's nothing you can do to resist as you're pulled down toward her stomach with your body firmly locked beneath hers. Any casual onlookers might not even notice that there's more than an intense makeout session happening yet. You let yourself go limp as the warm, tight flesh of her throat squeezes your head, knowing that you're at her mercy anyways at the moment. The dreadful realization sinks in that, in your horny overconfidence... you technically consented to this. Your descent into her gut is a slow, oddly sensual process. Her position made for an effective start, but a difficult finish. At first she's able to lift you up, sliding you out from under her and up into her mouth as she swallows, but by the time she's gotten your chest in she's forced to start repositioning. Every time she moves it feels like she's intentionally rubbing up against you, and she's never very mindful about where she's putting her hands. You're more than a little flustered by the time her lips seal behind your feet. "S-Sunny! What are you doing!?" you cry out as the last of your body is squeezed down into the cramped confines of her gut. Her stomach groans in appreciation, a small pool of alcohol, partially digested snacks, and stomach acid already sloshing around your feet from a night of partying. "//*UUUrrrrrap!*// Heh, what do you //*urp*// mean, tiger?" she laughs, patting her belly. "I'm having a midnight snack, I thought that was obvious. Didn't I warn ya?~" "I thought you meant it in a flirty way!" you protest. "Yeah? And you're //inside me// right now, literally couldn't be closer if we tried. That's pretty hot, right?" she teases, poking your head through the bulge in her gut. "Was this not the //*urp*// sort of intimate fun you had in mind?<<if $eatenBySunnyRescue>> I thought for sure you were dying to hang out in my gut again<</if>>~" <<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 2>>"I mean, I was at least hoping for a little titty action first!" you drunkenly blurt out. "Ha! I guess we did skip a few bases there, huh? Straight from the best kiss of your life to getting in my guts," she chuckles. "Just relax for a bit, you did say I could do this if I wanted.~"<<else>>"Obviously not!" you snap back. "Well, you said you were totally cool with me eating you up if it's what I wanted, so this is all on you," she laughs. "Besides, I gave you the best kiss of your life first, now it's your turn to spoil me a little. Just sit tight and relax for a bit.~"<</if>> \ <<link "Go along with it">><<replace "#choice">><<addclass "body" "acid1">>\ "As long as you really let me out... fine..." you say with a sigh. <<if $eatenBySunnyRescue>>"But there's no way I buy that you were just messing around the other day now! You're totally into this."<<else>>"I can't believe you'd pull this on me..."<</if>> "Hey, dancing with a full belly's fun, and it's not like you were //*urp*// gonna volunteer to be my partner," she laughs. She gives your head an appreciative pat. "Now hold on tight in there, I'm gonna go get my groove on! Don't think about the whole 'getting digested' thing--I know you're still horny in there, so try to focus on my tits resting on your head, or my gut smacking against these juicy 'ol thighs while you're in there instead!" You hear a faint slap somewhere below you to emphasize that last point. She gets up from the couch to head for the dance floor, and you can't help blushing as you consider her advice. Now that you're paying attention, you can definitely notice an extra weight resting on your head, and feel her legs nudging against you from below as she walks... "Woah, easy with the stares guys, everything's //*urp*// cool!" you hear Sunny say. She pats her belly. "She was flirting with me and said it was fine to eat her if it's what I really wanted, so I did! Can you believe that?" "H-Hey!" you say. You can hear the girls she's talking to laughing. "That's... not exactly..." "Alright, now let me show you how it's //DONE//!" Sunny shouts. You do your best to brace yourself as she starts to dance, immediately starting to regret your decision to go along with this. Your whole world shakes and sways and bounces along with her as she dominates the floor. It's impossible to tell exactly //what// she's doing at any given point from your position, just that she's moving a lot and definitely giving it her all--and based on the occasional cheers you can hear over the muffled music and sounds of her body at work, people are loving it. What started as a subtle splashing around your feet grows to a torrent of liquid sloshing around you. Her frantic movements ensured that you were getting completely coated in acid from the start, but by now enough has built up that you feel like you've been thrown in a blender. You'd be impressed that she wasn't making herself nauseous if you weren't more urgently concerned about your own well being. "Sunny..!" you shout, pushing out against the walls to get her attention during a brief break. You can hear her heartbeat racing above you. "Remember, you need to let me out! <<if $eatenBySunnyRescue>>There's no antacid this time!<<else>>It's getting pretty bad in here!<</if>>" "Hmm? Oh, yeah, yeah, don't worry, I'll get to it..." she says in the least reassuring tone possible, idly patting her gut. She lets out a yawn that shifts into a burp halfway through. "Whew, probably time to //*urp*// call it a night..." You remain idle as she starts to make her way back to her room, appreciating the more subdued bouncing of her normal walking pace. You're not sure you entirely trust her to release you, but after being basted by her stomach acid for this long you don't really have a choice anymore. The absentminded massage she gives her belly as she walks helps relax you a little, at least. "Mmh... good night, huh..?" she mumbles. You faintly hear a door click shut behind you. "Dancing fun for you? Sure was for //*urp*// me..." "Can't say it was a great time on my end..." you say. Your voice is a little weak, your head starting to feel foggy. "...you're gonna let me out now, right?" She gives a vague grunt of affirmation, but doesn't seem to be in any hurry. You can feel her shifting around in somewhat odd ways, leaning over and squeezing you a little in the process. She yawns, then goes on the move. Just as you're about to voice your concern about getting out again, something hard and flat smacks into you through the stomach walls and Sunny stumbles back. "Oh //*uurp*// right..! Gotta let you outta there," she says with a soft laugh. "Hang tight, tiger..." Her muscles clench and you feel her push in on the bottom of her stomach. You're painfully crushed from all sides for a moment, then your head finally slides back up into her esophagus. The trip back up into her mouth is surprisingly smooth, and soon enough you're sliding out onto the tile floor of her bathroom. You cough and slowly sit up, rubbing your head as you try to shake off the groggy haze your time in her stomach put you in. A draft running through the air draws your attention to the fact that you're completely naked after your extended acid bath... but you're too distracted by Sunny's similar state of undress to worry about being exposed. She's not wearing anything other than a pair of pale yellow panties--not even her signature shades--and doesn't seem concerned at all about you seeing her. "Still with me tiger? Almost forgot about ya there," she chuckles. "I, uh, yeah, thanks..." you mumble, getting to your feet. "<<if $eatenBySunny or $eatenBySunnyRescue>>But... please stop making me spend time in your stomach...<<else>>But... why did you do that in the first place..?<</if>>" "<<if $eatenBySunny or $eatenBySunnyRescue>>Ah, you know you love it in there! I just thought I'd have a little fun...<<else>>It seemed like it would be fun,<</if>>" she replies with a shrug. She catches your shameless gaze and smirks, only acknowledging it by pointing up toward her face. "Pluuuus, all fun--and being drunk--aside, it was a teachable moment..!" "Huh? What exactly was that supposed to teach me?" "Not to be a dummy, obvi!" she replies with a laugh, halfheartedly flashing finger guns at you. It's clear from her expression that she's pretty exhausted at this point. "But for real, I know I'm cool and all, but you've gotta learn to keep your guard up around here girl. Flirting with a drunk junior you've known less than a week? You made it so easy to pin you I couldn't //not// chow down," she chuckles. "Plenty of girls will pull stuff like that if you let 'em." "Right..." you sigh. "You probably could have just, y'know, told me instead of nearly digesting me though..." "Nah, the lesson wouldn't stick as well," she chuckles. She grabs a towel hanging on a nearby hook and tosses it to you. "Here, you can at least cover yourself up when you make the walk of shame. And, uh, sorry, I didn't mean to let you stew quite that long..."<<if $sunnyRel < 3>> <<Sunny 1>><</if>> Starting to feel pretty exhausted yourself, you take the towel, thank her, and head for the door without any further fuss.<<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 2>> Before heading out into the hall, you steal a shameless glance back to sneak a peak at her plump butt while you have the chance, blushing as you notice her wink at you through the bathroom mirror.<</if>> [[Return to your dorm->Emma's Party 3- Recovery]]<<set $outfitState to "gone">><<set $sunnyDorm to true>><<set $totalEscaped += 1>>\ <</replace>><</link>> <<link "Struggle and protest">><<replace "#choice">><<addclass "body" "acid2">>\ "What? No, let me out!" you shout, starting to kick and thrash against the walls of her stomach. "You're gonna digest me!" "Nah, come onnn, //*uurp*// chill! It'll be fine, I'll let ya out in a little bit," she assures you. You don't feel assured. She's already drunk, and you can tell by your surroundings she's still //far// from sobering up. Even if she's being honest about her intentions, there's no way you can trust her judgement. "No, this isn't funny!" you reply, still struggling against her stomach's embrace. "Oh I'd say it's a little funny at least! Now seriously, relax..." she grunts, starting to aggressively massage her gut. When you refuse to relent, she slows her efforts and sighs, then stands up. "Fine... if my poor tummy is hurting like this, I guess I should rest for a bit before I get back to partying...~" Getting a bad feeling about whatever she's planning, you brace yourself, shifting into a defensive position within the tight confines of her stomach. A moment later, your intuition is rewarded. She crashes back down onto the couch belly-first, with no regard for the well being of her passenger. You're crushed between the cushions and her weight from above as she settles in and gets comfortable. "//*Uuuuurrp!*// There, I'll just relax here for a while~" she says, patting her gut with one hand. "Sunny, come on, get off..!" you grunt. Naturally, she doesn't acknowledge you. You try to struggle, but with the intense pressure pushing in on you it's difficult to move much at all. Every time you manage to make a hard enough kick or shove to have an impact, she just presses down harder and grinds against you to work herself back into a comfortable position. You're forced into submission after it becomes clear your efforts to unseat her are only serving to drain your own energy. Feeling that you've been still for a while, Sunny yawns and finally sits back upright. Her belly sloshes as the pressure eases off of it, a noticeable pool of acid starting to build up around your feet. "That's better, feels like my stomach's settled enough for some dancing," Sunny says, gently patting her belly. She eases up onto her feet and you can feel her arching her back into a stretch. "Only if you let me out!" you snap, giving a hard kick forward. She stumbles slightly and her stomach groans in irritation. "Seriously Sunny, you're taking this too far!" <<if ($sunnyRel > 2) or ($emmaRel > 3)>>\ "And you're taking this too seriously," Sunny chides. There's a pause, then she sighs. "Ugh, fiiine!<<if $sunnyRel < 3>> Em will kill me if I get carried away here,<</if>> I guess you've //*uuurp*// learned your lesson..." "Learned what lesson? That I shouldn't trust you?" you snap back. "The lesson that you should always have your guard up here, even when you're chasing tail! <<if $sunnyRel > 1>>We haven't even known each other a week<<else>>We barely even know each other<</if>> and you //*uuurp*// let me do this so easily!" she says, giving her gut a smack. "Whatever, I'm too drunk to give advice I guess, just get out of there..." Her muscles clench and you feel her push in on the bottom of her stomach. You're painfully crushed from all sides for a moment, then your head finally slides back up into her esophagus. The trip back up into her mouth is surprisingly smooth, and soon enough you're sliding out onto the floor of the lounge, drenched in stomach acid. "Gross..." Sunny grumbles, wiping her mouth. You sit up, rubbing your head as you reorient yourself with the outside world. From the few glances you catch from other partygoers, it seems they agree with her assessment of your current situation. "Thanks, I guess..." you say as you get to your feet. "<<if $eatenBySunny or $eatenBySunnyRescue>>But please stop making me spend time in your stomach...<<else>>But also, what the fuck? You could have just shut down my flirting...<</if>>" "It was a teachable moment, you're just a bad student," Sunny replies with a shrug. She flashes finger guns at you, but her mouth is flat. "Now go take a shower, you look like shit."<<if $sunnyRel > 0>> <<Sunny -1>><</if>> Sighing to yourself, you take her advice, heading straight for the door to go clean off and call it a night. [[Return to your dorm->Emma's Party 3- Recovery]]<<set $outfitState to "drenched">><<set $totalEscaped += 1>>\ <<else>>\ "And you're taking this too seriously," Sunny chides. With a sigh, she drops back onto the couch, the impact making her stomach acid splash up around you. "What a shame, can't party on an //*ourp*// upset stomach..." she says in an exaggerated tone. "Hmm... ah, here we go! Hey you!" "Um, hey?" an unfamiliar, muffled voice replies. "We're... not supposed to be eating anyone..." "Yeah, yeah, don't worry about that. I'll //*urp*// show you my tits if you rub my belly, deal?" "What!?" you shout. "You can't be serious!" "...are you serious?" the other voice asks. "Um, I mean, I don' know if I should--" "//*UUurrap*// You know, I'm pretty drunk and you drive a hard bargain. You can play with 'em too if you help me out here," Sunny cuts in. Without another word, you feel two new hands start to press against you from the outside, dutifully massaging Sunny's belly. You shout in protest, kicking out towards the lustful mystery girl as you thrash against the walls of Sunny's stomach, but you're quickly crushed back into submission by the muscles surrounding you. This continues for some time, Sunny clenching her stomach muscles tight to punish you every time you try to struggle or persuade the girl to stop. "Is... this good enough..?" the girl giving the massage asks, her efforts starting to slow. "Yep, you're doing great!" Sunny replies. You hear a faint clicking sound. She leans back in her seat. "I think it's about time you used those hands for something else.~" You feel her pat the top of her gut. "Come on up!" "Oh! You mean..?" the girl responds. There's an awkward pause, then you feel the girl start to press against you from the outside. You're crushed beneath her weight as, following Sunny's request, she mounts her belly, her legs straddling your curled up body. At this point, you don't have the energy left to complain about being used as a seat. You can faintly feel some movement above your head. "Th-Thank you..." the mystery girl mumbles, sounding nervous and excited. "Ha! Mmh... you're adorable," Sunny chuckles. "Here, give her a quick squeeze for me.~" The girl obliges without hesitation, pushing in on you with her legs and forcing a belch out of Sunny in the process. The acid level has risen so worryingly high by now that the extra pressure nearly submerges you. You feel her lean forward, then hear a faint noise that you can only interpret as a kiss. "Good job freshie, appreciate the help~" Sunny says. "Sorry to tease, but that's where we've gotta cut things off or you're probably gonna end up joining her in there." You immediately feel the other girl slide off of her belly, not taking any chances. "See? That's the //*uurp*// sensible thing to do when someone says they'll eat you," Sunny snickers, prodding at your head through her gut. "Now, finally ready to let me have my fun?" You stay silent and still, struggling to focus on anything at this point. "Good! Just hang tight while I get my //*urp*// groove on.~" There's nothing you can do to resist as she gets up from the couch and heads for the dance floor. From the way she's talking, you get the impression there's still a plan to let you out somewhere in the back of her mind... but you know you're not going to last more than another few minutes. The sweltering confines of her gut have completely worn you down, your head feeling foggy and dazed. She starts to dance, and before long you fade away beneath the sloshing tide of acid. "Whew, nothing like busting a move on a full //*Oouuurp*// stomach!" Sunny says, finally stopping to take a breather. "Hmm, probably time to get you out, right? How long's it been..." She places a hand on her belly... and her fingers sink into the soft surface. She winces with embarrassment, pushing harder to confirm her fears. A faint squishing sound greets her as her hand meets nothing but soft mush beneath the surface. "Oof, yeah she's gone... Nuts, sorry tiger," she says. She frowns for only a moment before shrugging off the mistake. "Eh, oh well, it's kinda her fault she stayed that long.<<if $emmaRel < 1>> Probably did Em a favor, really.<</if>> Looks like I'm going all night!" <<include "Life Lost">>\ <</if>><</replace>><</link>>

<<Time 24>>\ Suddenly feeling very worried, you hurry over to Sunny to see what she wants. She meets you halfway with a sheepish look on her face. "Good, good, you saw me waving there! So, you're gonna be mad at me but we've kinda got a code red here..." she says. "Sunny, where is Mina?" you say, narrowing your eyes a little. "Oh, great, you do know what this is about!" she says with a slightly nervous laugh. "So, like, I was getting really bored of babysitting and took just a quick break to go grab a drink and chat a little--just like, fifteen minutes tops that I was gone," she explains, pausing to drink from the incriminating bottle in her hand. "But when I get back, Mini's nowhere to be found. Kim came by like a second later to let me know she was leaving, and I told her she'd just gone back to her room already so she wouldn't worry cause Big K looked pretty beat, but that was a big 'ol lie. I have literally no idea what happened to her." "Seriously?" you say, panic creeping into your tone. "You could have found me, or at least brought her with you to keep an eye out..." "Hey, c'mon now, you're the one who invited someone like that to a big party and then bailed on her for a good chunk of the night, don't put the blame on me! I didn't sign up to be a personal chaperone when we planned this thing," she replies. "Besides, maybe she's just off mingling somewhere, the night's been chill so far." You stare at each other in silence for a few seconds. "Okay yeah you should definitely go find her." "I <<if $sunnyRel < 0>>knew I shouldn't have trusted you with this<<else>>should have known this would happen<</if>>..." you say with a frustrated sigh. You take off deeper into the party without another word to Sunny, frantically looking around for any sign of where Mina might have ended up. Quite a few of the people remaining are gathered around Emma and the other girl you'd seen before, who seem to be having a drinking contest, but there's no sign of your small friend among them. You start to scan the crowd on the dancefloor, but freeze as you hear a loud belch from elsewhere in the party. Unfortunately, you're certain that's a good clue about where you should be searching. Sure enough, you turn your attention to the source of the sound and spot a small group of four around a couch in the corner. One of them, a pale girl with a strawberry blonde ponytail, is sporting a bloated belly that doesn't look quite as big as it ought to be. If that weren't incriminating enough, you quickly spot a very familiar pair of boots laying on the ground in front of her. "--should have given me way //*urp*// less time, that was easy. Now pay up," the girl says, holding out a hand as another girl hands her a twenty dollar bill. There's a mix of boredom and smugness on her face as she lounges back against the couch. She's wearing a slanted aqua top and has a surprisingly lanky figure, which only emphasizes her surely Mina-filled gut.<<if $day3DetourMovie or $eatenByAlesha>> She seems oddly familiar, but you can't place where you've seen her before.<</if>> As you approach, she clearly takes notice of the fact you're heading straight for her. "You need something?" she says before you've gotten a word out.<<if ($outfit is "skimpy") or ($outfit is "underwear")>> She looks you over with a lazy smirk. "Nice outfit<<if $outfit is "skimpy">>, really showing off there.<<else>>, did you forget something this morning?<</if>>"<</if>> "<<if ($tempPlayerInebriation > 2) and ($outfit is "skimpy")>>Aw, thanks! I actually just got this--wait, no, I do need something!<<else>><<if $outfit is "underwear">>I do need something<<else>>Yes<</if>>, actually,<</if>> I'm looking for a friend of mine," you say, crossing your arms. You give her slightly shifting belly a very exaggerated glance. "Spit her out, please." "Oh, well she did ask nicely Kris<<if $tempDare is "write">>. Who are you to argue with the slut disposal?<<else>>,<</if>>" one of the other girls says, laughing. She's quickly joined by the other two. Kris just smirks. "Sorry, no can do," she says, resting one hand on her gut. "I've had dibs on this pipsqueak since we saw her walk in earlier, Marcy bet me I couldn't eat her in less than a minute. Easiest twenty dollars I've ever made." "Okay, sure..." you say, narrowing your eyes. "But it looks like you already proved you could, you can let her go now." "Nah I'm pretty sure that would disqualify me." "Yeah I want my twenty back if you spit her back out," one of the other girls chimes in. "See? My hands are tied," Kris says. "You know you're breaking one of the only rules of the party here, right?" you say. "We're not allowed to eat each other tonight. You're really gonna digest an innocent girl and crash the party over //twenty bucks//?" "Hey, twenty dollars is twenty dollars," Kris replies with a shrug. She nods her head in your direction. "And isn't //she// the one who set that whole no eating rule?" You'd been ignoring the growing sound of excitement behind you, but steal a glance back in the direction she gestured towards. Your jaw drops open a little at the sight in front of you--//Emma//, of all people, is in the middle of eating the girl she was competing against, and the drunken crowd seems happy to egg her on. You turn your attention back to the more pressing rule breaker with a worried expression. "She clearly doesn't care anymore and Kim's gone, so who's gonna stop me? You?" "Ooo, bet you another twenty bucks you can't eat her too," the same girl from before chimes in. "Now there's a bet, you're on!" Kris laughs. "This one's small enough that I can probably pull it off.<<if $playerSize > 5>> Uh, maybe at least, //that one's// pretty big... ah fuck it, how<<else>> How<</if>> about it? Wanna come //*urp*// get her out yourself?" \ <<if $playerSize > 5>><<set $preyName to "fat">>\ <<link "Risk it to save Mina">><<replace "#choice">><<set $minaSaved += 1>>\ "Just spit her out, I'm not asking again," you say, calling her bluff. You take a step forward, glaring at her--there's no way you're going to abandon Mina here. "Yeah I know, I just offered to let you get her out yourself, remember?" Kris taunts. She opens her mouth wide for a moment and gestures to it. "Come on in!" You scoff and take another step forward, clenching your fists and starting to consider your options for forcing her out from the outside. Unfortunately, you realize too late that you were contending with more than just Kris on her threat. Two of the other girls swoop in to restrain you as soon as you start to approach. "Heh, thanks for being so cooperative," Kris chuckles. She sits forward and tauntingly kneads at her bloated belly. "Let me just //*uuurp*// make some room in there..." "Ugh, get off!" you snap, trying in vain to break away from the girls holding your arms. They drag you forward towards Kris. "You don't seriously think you can fit both of us, do you?" "Well that's the twenty dollar question, isn't it?" she chuckles, licking her lips. The other girls pull you right up to her, close enough that you're leaning on her belly. You pull your head back as one last act of defiance, but Kris simply grabs it to hold you steady, smirks, then opens wide. As much as you want to believe a freshman won't be able to pull it off... <<if $eatenByAlice and !$tourMandy>>you know firsthand from your first encounter with Alice that it's not completely out of the question and <<elseif $day2HuntWithSam is "success">>Sam was able to manage when you gave her the same kind of assistance Kris is getting now, so it's not completely out of the question. And <</if>>she's clearly confident enough to give it a serious try. Your vision goes dark and the roar of the party becomes muffled as her lips slide over your head. Her tongue trails along your cheek as you slide face-first through the warm, wet cavern, barely able to do so much as squirm with three people working to hold you steady. She swallows and your head surges forward into the tight tunnel of her throat, waves of constricting pressure beginning to take hold and ease your descent into the depths of her body. As your chest <<if $breastSize > 34>>slowly squeezes<<else>>passes<</if>> through her lips, another set of hands grabs your legs and lifts you up overhead. "Dang, I didn't think you'd really go for it this hard," one of the girls says--you're pretty sure it's the one who made the bet, Marcy. "Still //plenty// to go on this bitch though, how you holdin' up?" You wince as Kris makes an ill advised attempt at a grunt in response and slaps her belly. Judging by the swallow that follows shortly after, that was an indication that she still thinks her gut is up to the task. A moment later, your head is pushed out into her stomach... right next to Mina's. "$name? Is that you?" she asks, her words a bit slurred thanks to the two of you being pressed against each other cheek to cheek. Her tone is surprisingly calm--or at least, it would be surprising coming from anyone else. "Oh dear. Sorry I got you into danger..." "It's, uh, it's fine..." you mumble. Another swallow slides you deeper, and you feel a little uncomfortable about the fact both your faces are now being pressed against the other's chest. "I'm gonna..." you trail off and grunt as you're forced deeper still. "I'm gonna get you out of here, don't worry..." Unfortunately, right as your entry position reaches it's most uncomfortable moment, where you can feel Mina's jeans rubbing against your face, Kris starts to struggle and slow down. She swallows hard, then gags a little as her stomach resists and pushes you back up a bit. Undeterred, she tries again, but it quickly becomes clear she's reached an impasse--you're too big after all. You're forced down once again, her throat squeezing you painfully tight as it demands that her stomach make room. This time, though, her stomach has had enough. The walls clamp down around you, and an even stronger wave of pressure pushes you back up the way you came. Stubbornly, Kris makes one last brief attempt to fight it, but soon you're on your way back up her throat, getting spit back out fast enough that there's an audible pop as your head breaks free from her jaws and you stumble backward onto the ground. @@color:yellowgreen;You were too fat for her to swallow.@@ You shake your head, wiping the splash of stomach acid you were treated to off of your face with a look of disgust. Your whole upper body is slick with saliva, but it could be worse. You turn your attention back to Kris, glaring, just in time for a contraction intense enough to see from the outside to rip through her gut. A moment later, Mina is following your lead and sliding back out from between her lips. She lands more or less right on your lap, her clothes tattered and fraying and her body completely drenched in slimy fluids. Her face is completely covered by her disheveled hair at first, though she's quick to brush enough aside so she can see with at least one eye. She glances at Kris, then up at you. "You did it $name!" she squeaks. "Y-Yeah, I guess I did! All according to plan," you say with a nervous laugh. You get back up onto your feet, giving Mina a helping hand once you're steady. The two girls whose names you never caught seem to have fled the scene, while Kris is too busy coughing up a lung to even acknowledge your escape. Marcy just looks amused. "Wow, that was super gross. Looks like you lost the little one too though, so uh..." she says, smirking and holding her hand out. "I'll take my twenty bucks back." "I think it's probably time we call it a night..." you say, putting a hand on Mina's shoulder. The two of you hurry off toward the exit together without another word. Luckily, everyone left at the party is so drunk and lost in the excitement that they barely even notice you, and the rest of the campus is a ghost town this late into the night, so you don't have to worry about anyone but each other as you make your way back to your dorms. Mina barely seems bothered by her current state--you're not sure she'd even be in a hurry if she wasn't matching your pace. "Okay, this one is my room," she says as you emerge onto the first floor of Karbo, stopping by Room K150. "Thank you again $name, I really appreciate the rescue! And I am sorry to have spoiled the end of your night..." "Hey, it's okay, you know I've always got your back," you say with a smile. "Just... learn from this, alright? I dropped the ball a little leaving you on your own for so long, and I'm not sure exactly what went down, but I really feel like we could have avoided this one if you'd been a little more on guard." "I know, I will do my best," she says, giving you a determined nod. "Don't worry, we'll have you busting out of stomachs like it's nothing in no time!" you say with a grin. "Now go get cleaned up, I think we could both use a shower and some sleep." "Agreed! Thank you again, $name, and good night!"<<if $minaRel < 4>> <<Mina 1>><</if>> [[Go get cleaned up->Emma's Party 3- Recovery]]<<set $minaDorm to true>>\ <</replace>><</link>>\ <<else>>\ [[Risk it to save Mina->Emma's Party- Eaten By Kris]]<<set $minaSaved += 1>>\ <</if>> <<link "Prioritize your own safety first">><<replace "#choice">>\ "Uh, no, but... um... what if I just gave you forty dollars to let her go?" you say, taking a step back. The other girls are clearly starting to size you up. "That'd be no fun though! Gonna need a way higher bid to make up for that," Kris chuckles. "Fine, then--hey!" you shout. One of the other girls makes a grab for you and gets a hold on your arm. "Get off! Kim wasn't the only upperclassman here you know, you're not just gonna get away with this!" "Shit, you're right. The chick with the sunglasses probably isn't gonna be happy we //*urp*// grabbed her from right under her nose if she finds out..." Kris mutters. She purses her lips, glances around the room, then starts to push herself up off the couch. "Well, uh, keep her busy girls, I'm out!" While you struggle to break away from the other girl's grip, Kris makes her escape, scurrying off toward the exit with Mina in tow. With a frustrated grunt, you shove away the girl grappling you hard enough to knock her to the ground. Luckily, that's enough proof that you aren't a pushover for her and the others to scatter instead of pushing their luck. Unfortunately... you've already lost track of Kris. With your heart racing, you rush to try and find Sunny for backup, but she's not where she was when you left her. You frantically search through the crowd, calling out to her over the blaring music... but by the time you finally spot her, you know it's too late. Kris is long gone by now, surely back in the safety of her dorm already. A pit forms in your stomach. Mina's doomed... and you're the reason she was taking the risk of being here in the first place. You don't even bother to confront Sunny--she can't help now, and even though a part of you is mad at her for leaving Mina alone, you know her point about you doing it first was fair. Dejected and defeated, you head for the exit and start to trudge back to your dorm, no longer in a partying mood. [[Head back to your dorm->September 7th- End of Day]]<<set $minaEnd to "kris">><</replace>><</link>> <<set $emmaPrey.push({name: "An unknown girl at her party during the first week", status: "???", details: "who foolishly challenged her to a drinking contest and paid the price"})>>

<<Time 24.5>>\ <<set $eatenByKris to true>><<set $predName to "Kris">><<set $predSS to 30>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "Kris_PreyStruggle">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "Kris(TEXT)">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "Kris_Actions">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Eaten By Kris- Escape">>\ <<set $noAllOut to true>><<set _bracing to 0>><<set _firstBrace to false>><<set _firstRest to false>><<set _firstStrong to false>>\ "Just spit her out, I'm not asking again," you say, calling her bluff. You take a step forward, glaring at her--there's no way you're going to abandon Mina here. "Yeah I know, I just offered to let you get her out yourself, remember?" Kris taunts. She opens her mouth wide for a moment and gestures to it. "Come on in!" You scoff and take another step forward, clenching your fists and starting to consider your options for forcing her out from the outside. Unfortunately, you realize too late that you were contending with more than just Kris on her threat. Two of the other girls swoop in to restrain you as soon as you start to approach. "Heh, thanks for being so cooperative," Kris chuckles. She sits forward and tauntingly kneads at her bloated belly. "Let me just //*uuurp*// make some room in there..." "Ugh, get off!" you snap, trying in vain to break away from the girls holding your arms. They drag you forward towards Kris. "You don't seriously think you can fit both of us, do you?" "Well that's the twenty dollar question, isn't it?" she chuckles, licking her lips. The other girls pull you right up to her, close enough that you're leaning on her belly. You pull your head back as one last act of defiance, but Kris simply grabs it to hold you steady, smirks, then opens wide. As much as you want to believe a freshman won't be able to pull it off... <<if $eatenByAlice and !$tourMandy>>you know firsthand from your first encounter with Alice that it's not completely out of the question and <<elseif $day2HuntWithSam is "success">>Sam was able to manage when you gave her the same kind of assistance Kris is getting now, so it's not completely out of the question. And <</if>>she's clearly confident enough to give it a serious try. Your vision goes dark and the roar of the party becomes muffled as her lips slide over your head. Her tongue trails along your cheek as you slide face-first through the warm, wet cavern, barely able to do so much as squirm with three people working to hold you steady. She swallows and your head surges forward into the tight tunnel of her throat, waves of constricting pressure beginning to take hold and ease your descent into the depths of her body. As your chest <<if $breastSize > 34>>slowly squeezes<<else>>passes<</if>> through her lips, another set of hands grabs your legs and lifts you up overhead. "Dang, I didn't think you'd really go for it this hard," one of the girls says--you're pretty sure it's the one who made the bet, Marcy. "Still plenty to go on this bitch though, how you holdin' up?" You wince as Kris makes an ill advised attempt at a grunt in response and slaps her belly. Judging by the swallow that follows shortly after, that was an indication that she still thinks her gut is up to the task. A moment later, your head is pushed out into her stomach... right next to Mina's. "$name? Is that you?" she asks, her words a bit slurred thanks to the two of you being pressed against each other cheek to cheek. Her tone is surprisingly calm--or at least, it would be surprising coming from anyone else. "Oh dear. Sorry I got you into danger..." "It's, uh, it's fine..." you mumble. Another swallow slides you deeper, and you feel a little uncomfortable about the fact both your faces are now being pressed against the other's chest. "I'm gonna..." you trail off and grunt as you're forced deeper still. "I'm gonna get you out of here, don't worry..." Unfortunately, right as your entry position reaches it's most uncomfortable moment, where you can feel Mina's jeans rubbing against your face, Kris starts to struggle and slow down. She swallows hard, then gags a little as her stomach resists and pushes you back up a bit. Undeterred, she keeps at it, choking down your legs inch by inch. By the time she reaches your knees, any doubt left leaves your mind--she really is going to get you all the way down. The fleshy walls are unbearably tight, clearly stretching to their limit and struggling to contain the second helping they've been sent, but somehow they manage to make room as Kris continues to cram you down her throat. Your head is dragged through a small puddle of liquid as you bottom out, ending up curling back around Mina as the cramped chamber fights to accommodate you. Eventually, your feet pass through her lips, and one last swallow fully seals you inside Kris. Between the tight entry and her small size, you end up settling into an odd position where Mina is essentially sitting in your lap, both of you facing the same direction. Based on the hands you can feel rubbing against your back from the outside, you're pointed inward. "//*BWOUUuuuuurp!*// God damn..." Kris pants. "That'll be //*UUrrap*// another twenty bucks..." "Girl, what the //fuuuck//!? How does your skinny ass have enough room for that?<<if $breastSize > 44>> I mean, did you //see// that chick's tits?<<elseif $buttSize > 39>>I mean, did you //see// that chick's ass?<</if>>" the girl you're pretty sure is Marcy says, laughing in disbelief. "You look like you're gonna pop!" "There's still //*uuurp*// time for that..." Kris groans, chuckling weakly. You wince, each of Kris's burps squeezing you uncomfortably tight thanks to the already lacking free space. An ominous gurgle rumbles through the flesh around you, her stomach clearly eager to get to work breaking down its disagreeably large meal. "Are you okay, Mina?" you grunt. "Yes, I am holding up okay. It is much less pleasant in here now than before you arrived... But I am glad to have you here with me," she replies. "Oh dear, but I do not wish to imply I am happy that you are in a stomach, my apologies if--" "I gotcha, I gotcha," you say. "This isn't... ideal, but let's just focus on getting out for now. She's clearly... //*mmph*//... stretched to her limit here, which is good for us... but it's also tight enough that it's hard to move, which is not so good..." you explain. "Just, uh, follow my lead, alright?" "I will do my best!" Mina squeaks.<<set $sceneAttack to 0>><<set $sceneDefense to 4>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "preyOptions">></div>

<<if $lastAction is "brace">> <<set _bracing += 1>> <<else>> <<set _bracing to 0>> <</if>> <<if $turn is 1>> <<set $predAction to "massage">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Even though that first one only counts as, like, half a person, this still might be //*uurp*// pushing it a little..." Kris says. She shifts in her seat, trying to find a more comfortable position, and starts to gently massage her belly. "Can you guys //*URP*// get in on this? This is //not// a happy belly right here." "Ooo, sorry, but I charge forty bucks for belly rubs," Marcy chuckles. "Oh fuck //*urp*// off..!" Kris replies with a weak laugh. "Nah, be cool, she's got //two// people in her gut! Week one!" one of the other girls chimes in. You feel a second set of hands start to slowly knead at you from outside, trying to help soothe Kris's belly. "I feel like you guys aren't amazed enough..." "At least someone appreciates my //*urp*// talent," Kris says, continuing her own massage. "Thanks." <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 2>> <<set $predAttack to 2>> <<set $sceneDefense -= 1>>/*This is intentionally scene defense instead, it permanently weakens her a little */ <<set $predHealth -= 2>> <<set $predAction to "squeeze">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Alright fine, fine, I'll help," Marcy's muffled voice says. You feel her place her hands on either side of Kris's gut. "Wow, look at the size of this thing... kinda makes me wanna..." She pushes her hands in much harder than a massage, her squeeze immediately triggering a spasm in Kris's stomach muscles that makes the walls clamp down even tighter all around you. You feel Kris lurch forward and push the other girl away, but even as she starts to recover the walls stay tensed, very slow to release their hold. "//Fuck//, okay, you've all... //*OOuuurp*//... officially lost belly privileges..." Kris whimpers. <</append>> <<elseif _bracing > 1>> <<set _bracing to 0>> <<set $sceneDefense -= 3>> <<set $predHealth -= 4>> <<set $predAction to "crush">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Guh... they're //*uuurp*// in perfect sync, that's cheating..." Kris groans. "I'm gonna regret this, but... Cut it out!" You're caught off guard as Kris dares to clench her stomach muscles, causing the already tight walls to crash in around you. Your defensive position breaks, the overwhelming pressure squeezing you and Mina together as if you were giving her an intense bear hug. Her strained stomach lets out odd gurgles in protest, and you can even hear Kris whimpering under her breath. As painful as the compression is for you, it seems like it's hurting her too. <</append>> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "massage">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <</if>>

<<set _roll to random(1,6)>> <<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "normal">> <<if $stamina > 0>> <<set $stamina to Math.clamp($stamina - 5, 1, $staminaMax)>> /*normal struggling takes a small increased stamina toll with how tight the walls are */ <<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<SidebarText>><</replace>> <</if>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll > 3>> You start to push and shove against the walls of her stomach, doing your best to put up a fight despite the cramped position you've been forced into. It's exhausting having to work against the tight grip of the walls while being mindful of Mina, but you feel like you're definitely managing to have an impact. <<else>> You start to shift and squirm against the walls, doing your best to upset her stomach with the limited space available. You push to one side, then the other, finding it most effective to throw your weight back and forth like you were rocking a boat. It's exhausting, but you definitely feel like it's having an impact. You can even hear Kris groan in discomfort every now and then. <</if>> <</append>> <<case "strong">> <<if $stamina > 0>> <<set $stamina to Math.clamp($stamina - 15, 1, $staminaMax)>> /*strong struggling takes a major increased stamina toll with how tight the walls are */ <<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<SidebarText>><</replace>> <</if>> <<if !_firstStrong>> <<set _firstStrong to true>> <<append "#digestion">> With a frustrated grunt, you start to lash out at the walls around you, only to quickly become aware of how unconducive your position is for that kind of fight. You have to put extra effort into working around Mina--even if you weren't trying to avoid making her uncomfortable, she's still physically blocking a lot of space--and the walls are so tight that it takes everything you have to push them further. It still feels like you're being effective, but the level of effort it takes to struggle that hard on your own is far more exhausting than you were anticipating. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<case "brace">> <<set $predHealth -= random(4,5) + $minaEscapeTraining>> <<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<SidebarText>><</replace>> <<if !_firstBrace>> <<set _firstBrace to true>> <<append "#digestion">> Thinking about your positioning, an idea strikes you. The walls are so oppressively tight that you're having difficulty mounting much resistance at all... but Mina, being smaller and mostly shielded by your body, is in a better position to push outward. "Mina! We've gotta work together here, I've got an idea," you say. "I'll get you some breathing room, and I want you to start pushing and kicking as hard as you can manage, got it?" "Yes, I will do my best!" Mina replies. You take a deep breath, then start to brace yourself against the walls, pushing out enough with your arms and legs to ease the pressure then keeping them locked in place. With how strained her stomach already feels, just that extra bit of stretching alone is probably pretty uncomfortable. "Alright, show her what you've got!" you grunt. Mina nods and gets to work, kicking and shoving against the walls while you hold them at bay. As weak as she may be, she's clearly putting the extra leverage you're giving her to good use. You can feel the walls twitch and tremble a little under your combined effort. <</append>> <<elseif _bracing > 0>> <<append "#digestion">> "Keep it up Mina, you're doing great!" you say. You do your best to hold your position, bracing against the walls to hold them at bay while Mina pummels them as best she can. Kris grunts in frustration, clearly not very enthused by the tag-team effort. <</append>> <<else>> <<append "#digestion">> Signalling Mina, you start to shift back into your supporting position again. You take a deep breath, then start to brace yourself against the walls, pushing out enough with your arms and legs to ease the pressure then keeping them locked in place. While you hold the walls at bay, Mina goes to work kicking and shoving at the flesh that surrounds you with all the strength her tiny body can muster. <</append>> <</if>> <<case "rest">> <<if !_firstRest>> <<set _firstRest to true>> <<append "#digestion">> "I need a quick breather..." you mumble, feeling a bit overwhelmed by the intense pressure. "Conserving your energy is an important part of escaping, it's not just about struggling hard." "Right! I will do my best not to hinder you," Mina replies. You let yourself relax and go limp, your arms naturally falling into a sort of hug around Mina thanks to your positioning. She follows your lead, leaning her head back a little as she lets herself rest. Knowing you have a friend right there with you is more comforting than you would have anticipated, helping you put your mind at ease as you gather your strength. <</append>> <<elseif _roll > 2>> <<append "#digestion">> You let yourself relax and go limp, once again settling into a comforting hug with Mina as the two of you pause to gather your energy. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<case "damaged">> <<if $healthThreshold is 2>> <<append "#digestion">> "...how are you holding up, Mina?" you say, wincing as a ripple of pressure runs through the eager walls. "I am okay... Though her acid is quite unpleasant and I do not think my clothes are faring well," she replies. "I believe you are getting the worst of it. Are you alright?" "I'm... fine," you say, trying not to sound as strained as you are. Kris's stomach is really starting to do a number on you, and you can feel yourself getting lightheaded from the pressure and humidity. "We'll get out of this, don't you worry..." @@color:red;You aren't sure how much longer you can last.@@ <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<case "progress">> <<if $progress is 3>> <<append "#digestion">> "Ughh... I don't know if this was //*URP*// worth it..." Kris groans. You feel her gently probing at her gut, like she's afraid she'll make it angry if she pushes too hard. "Why can't you just... //*uurp*//... settle down..." "Girl, you ate two people, that's twice the fight. How did you think it was gonna go?" the muffled voice of one of the other girls says with a laugh. "I don't get how they're even moving in--//*hhrk!*//" Before she can finish her sentence, your efforts pay off and her stomach decides it's had enough, clamping down so hard around you that you can hardly breathe. An even more powerful wave of pressure lurches upward, trying to force you back into her throat. You feel your head brush against the opening... but then Mina's is squeezed up right beside you, pushing you away before you can start towards freedom. Another throb fails to make any progress, and the walls start to relax again before her body settles on which of you it wants to push out. "Fucking //ow!//" Kris cries. "God maybe I really will //*urp*// pop after all..." "Gross. I'm taking my money back if you do though," Marcy chimes in. "No, no, you better bury me with that forty bucks if I don't make it!" Kris chuckles weakly. "$name, we almost did it!" Mina chirps. "Yeah, we just gotta be ready next time! Keep it up!" you reply. @@color:lime;You were nearly out, she can't hold out much longer!@@ <</append>> <<elseif $progress is 1>> <<append "#digestion">> You can feel the strained walls occasionally trembling against you as they struggle to keep you contained. One good strike catches them just right to cause a harsh, involuntary twitch, briefly crushing you and Mina even tighter. A sour groan rumbles through the flesh around you when the moment passes. "There, see? We're making progress," you assure Mina. "We'll be out of here in no time!" @@color:yellowgreen;You're starting to wear her down!@@ <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<default>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</switch>>

<<Time 25>><<set $minaEscapeTraining += 1>>\ The strained walls begin to shudder and twitch at even the slightest movement, pained groans and gurgles constantly echoing through the chamber. Her overstretched stomach has clearly had enough. With no particular warning, the flesh surrounding you crashes in hard, squeezing the two of you so tight you can barely breathe. "Fuck..!" Kris whimpers. A wave of pressure so intense that you're afraid it's going to break something washes over you, squeezing you upward toward her throat. As soon as you feel the small opening, you push up towards it to help the process along, forcing your head back into the bottom of her esophagus. Kris gasps, then gags, as you surge up her throat. The moment her body felt that you were on its way out, it did everything it could to help you on your way. In what feels like a matter of seconds, you're squeezed out of her cramped, overstuffed gut and out onto the floor of the lounge. You groan and sit up, disoriented from the sudden change. Your whole body feels stiff and sore, completely drenched in her digestive fluids.<<if $turn > 7>> You don't even have to look to know that your clothes are completely gone after that extended stay stewing in her acid.<<elseif $turn > 2>> <<if $outfit is "underwear">>Miraculously, your underwear seems to actually be mostly intact still, though it's fraying at the seams and your bra is sporting a few holes.<<else>>Your clothes have been almost entirely eaten away by her stomach, leaving you in just your underwear and tattered <<if $outfit is "normal">>shorts<<else>>skirt<</if>>.<</if>><</if>> A sudden realization strikes you, and you flip around to face Kris. For a brief, terrifying moment, it seems like she actually managed to keep Mina down despite all that effort to rescue her. But, as she clutches her gut, another contraction intense enough to see from the outside rocks through her stomach, and soon the tiny girl is sliding back out from between her lips as well. She lands more or less right on your lap, <<if $turn > 7>>similarly naked and drenched in slime<<else>>her clothes tattered and fraying and her body similarly drenched in slime<</if>>. Her face is completely covered by her disheveled hair at first, though she's quick to brush enough aside so she can see with at least one eye. She glances at Kris, then up at you. "You did it $name!" she squeaks. "//We// did it, that was a team effort," you chuckle<<if $turn > 7>> weakly<</if>>. "Good job!" You carefully start to get up onto your feet, giving Mina a helping hand once you're steady. The two girls whose names you never caught seem to have fled the scene, while Kris is too busy coughing up a lung to even acknowledge your escape. Marcy just looks amused. "Wow, that was super gross. Looks like you lost both of them though, so uh..." she says, smirking and holding her hand out. "I'll take my forty bucks back." "I think it's probably time we call it a night..." you say, putting a hand on Mina's shoulder. The two of you hurry off toward the exit together without another word. Luckily, everyone left at the party is so drunk and lost in the excitement that they barely even notice you, and the rest of the campus is a ghost town this late into the night, so you don't have to worry about anyone but each other as you make your way back to your dorms. Mina barely seems bothered by her current state<<if $turn > 7>>, not even her complete lack of clothes. Somehow, the fact that she isn't even trying to shield her body just makes you more embarrassed about your own state of undress.<<else>>--you're not sure she'd even be in a hurry if she wasn't matching your pace.<</if>> "Okay, this one is my room," she says as you emerge onto the first floor of Karbo, stopping by Room K150. "Thank you again $name, I really appreciate the rescue! And I am so sorry for putting myself in danger like that..." "Hey, it's okay, you know I've always got your back," you say with a smile. <<if $turn > 7>>You rush through your words a little, not overly eager to have a conversation while standing naked in the hallway. <</if>> "Just... learn from this, alright? I dropped the ball a little leaving you on your own for so long, but I really feel like we could have avoided this one if you'd been a little more on guard." "I know, I will do my best," she says, giving you a determined nod. "Don't worry, we'll have you busting out of stomachs like it's nothing in no time!" you say with a grin. "Now go get cleaned up, I think we could both use a shower and some sleep." "Agreed! Thank you again, $name, and good night!"<<if $minaRel < 4>> <<Mina 1>><</if>> As she steps into her room, you hurry off down the hall to your own dorm, more than ready to turn in for the night. <<include "playerPreyEscape">>[[Go get cleaned up->Emma's Party 3- Recovery]]<<set $minaDorm to true>>

<<Time 24>>\ Mallory slowly makes her way through the party toward the exit, keeping an arm wrapped tightly around you as you lean on her for support. You're a bit disappointed to be abruptly leaving it behind like this, but some small part of your brain is still thinking clearly enough to know she has a point. Plus, at this point you're so drunk you doubt you could resist her assistance if you tried. "You really ought to be more responsible, you know," she chides as the two of you start to struggle up the stairs in the dining hall. "You're not always going to have someone like me looking out for you."<<if $fat > 49>> She lets out a frustrated grunt, clearly having some difficulty supporting you on the way up. "You could use more restraint in your diet as well..."<</if>> "Yes ma'am..." you say in an exaggerated tone, followed by a giggle.<<if $malloryRel < 1>> "Hmm... I thought you didn't like me that much though..?" "You clearly needed help, and I was around to give it," she says, straining a little as you stumble at the top of the steps and have to brace against her. "Don't read too much into it..." "Aw, you're a big softie, huh?" you say, latching onto her with a hug even as she tries to pull away.<<if $malloryInfo2 > 0>> "I don't think Kayla <<if $kaylaEnd != "alive">>knew what she was<<else>>knows what she's<</if>> talking about..." "Mmh... Yes..." Mallory grunts, her expression unreadable as she breaks free from your embrace.<</if>><</if>> You carry on through the halls, beginning to realize just how wasted you are as you struggle to walk in a straight line even with someone sober trying to guide you. Somewhere in your head, some faint alarm bells are ringing, finding something very unusual about Mallory's sudden reappearance to offer a helping hand, especially when you remember her encouraging you to drink every time you saw her earlier in the night... but with your head drowning in alcohol you can't quite connect the dots or bring yourself to worry. Another red flag is soon added to the pile as, after crossing the bridge, Mallory turns to the right, leading you away from the stairs. "Hey wait... this isn't my floor..." you mumble, slowing down and glancing back at the stairwell. "Oh, we're just making a quick stop first, don't you worry," Mallory says. She smirks as she tugs you along with her. "It won't take long." "Mmm... okay..." you reply. Your expression sours a little and you rub your forehead, some level of concern finally starting to break through your drunken haze. She comes to a stop outside of the door to room K224.<<if $leahDorm or $malloryDorm>> That number seems... familiar, but you can't quite remember why.<</if>> It must be her own dorm. She unlocks the door with surprising speed, never releasing her hold on you. Your eyes widen as she shifts to grab both of your arms and leads you into the room ahead of her. "Leah darling, I'm back from the party!" Mallory says in a cheery voice, kicking the door closed behind her. "And I brought you a surprise.~" "What..?" you mumble. Mallory immediately tightens her grip. <<if !$metLeah>>Just ahead of you on one of the beds in the room is another girl, lounging back and playing some game on the TV. She's short, pale, and pretty chubby, with messy auburn hair that falls around her shoulders. She's wearing pajama pants and an oversized white t-shirt that's struggling to hide her enormous bust. It must be Mallory's roommate. After a brief pause, she glances back to respond.<<else>>Just ahead of you, Leah is lounging on her bed, fully focused on a game she's playing. After a moment, she pauses and glances back to respond.<</if>> "Oh, cool. How was... i-it..." she starts to reply, trailing off with a wide-eyed look to match your own when she sees you. "<<if $metLeah>>I-Is that $name<<else>>Wh-Who is that..<</if>>? What--" "<<if $metLeah>>That's right<<else>>She's your surprise, of course<</if>>! Poor thing drank so much she could hardly stand on her own,<<if $leahDitched>> and I know how much she hurt you the other night...<<elseif $leahMax > $leahRel>> and I know how rude she's been to you...<</if>>" Mallory says. An oddly... sultry tone starts to creep into her voice. "So I thought I'd take her with me to go, as a special treat for my lovely little roommate...~" "O-Oh... that's... um..." Leah stutters, letting her controller drop to the ground as she tries to process the situation. She's staring slack-jawed, her face flushing bright red. <<if $leahDitched>>"The other night...?" you mutter. "Oh! I'm--"<<elseif $metLeah>>"What..?" you mutter. "No, no, I didn't--"<<else>>"Wait..." you mutter. "I thought we were--"<</if>> "That's enough out of you, food doesn't need to talk," Mallory says, adjusting her grip to cover your mouth with one of her hands. "So, what do you say, darling? Ready for your midnight snack?" "I, um... I don't..." Leah stammers. You notice her starting to shift in place, rubbing her thighs together. "This feels a little..." "...too good to be true?" Mallory says. She pushes you closer to her<<if $buttSize > 39>>, giving you a quick spank and starting to grope your ass with her other hand<<elseif $breastSize > 17>>, starting to grope at your chest with her other hand<</if>>. "I mean, she's just delectable, isn't she?<<if $fat > 34>> Certainly filling too.<</if>><<if $outfit is "underwear">> She's even done away with all those pesky clothes for you already, it's like she was hoping for something like this.<</if>> And don't think I haven't noticed the way you look at me, dear..." she continues. Her tone is enough to make //you// start to blush a little. "The thought of me hand-feeding you... pampering your stuffed little gut... it's almost too much to handle, isn't it?" Leah can't muster much more than a whimper in response. Mallory is clearly right on target--she looks so flustered that she's starting to melt. You grunt as Mallory pushes you forward until you're right up against the bed, forcing your head down toward Leah's. You try to squirm, but she has you held tight, and you're drunk enough that your body is barely responsive. "Go ahead, open up~" Mallory coos. Leah stares at you silently for a moment, then gives a slow nod. You give her a pleading look, but it's too late. She opens wide, and Mallory pushes your head forward, sliding her hand away from your mouth just as you're sealed within Leah's. "Good girl..." you hear Mallory say in a low, muffled voice as Leah swallows, dragging you down into her throat. She keeps your arms held tight, leaving you helpless to even try to break free as you're fed down her roommate's throat. Another swallow pulls you deeper, your head wrapped tight in the slick embrace of her esophagus. You can hear the sound of her heartbeat racing all around you, accompanied by all sorts of wet noises as you're squeezed down the fleshy tunnel. Soon, your head emerges into the looser chamber of her stomach... and you feel something push against it from outside. "There you go, take your time darling, really savor her..." Mallory says. She's rubbing Leah's belly as your body begins to pack into it. "She's not going anywhere, and you've earned this...~" You try to squirm, or kick your legs, or even shout for Leah's attention, but there's no stopping her now. Even sober you would be completely at her mercy at this point, but with your head still spinning from the alcohol you don't stand a chance. Slowly but surely, you're squeezed down into the depths of her body, Mallory whispering words of encouragement and massaging her swelling gut as you curl up within it. Finally, your feet slide down her throat, and it's over. "//*OOOUuuuurrrp!*// S-Sorry..!" Leah whimpers. "No, no, go ahead and let it out, my cute little glutton...~" Mallory coos, pressing a little harder as she rubs her belly. "I know you want to." "//*UUurp*// Th-Thank you..." "Hmmhmm... you're adorable..." Mallory says. "I hope I'm not being too pushy, just give the word and I'll stop." "No! N-No this is... incredible... thank you..." Leah repeats. Trapped in the dark, cramped confines of her gut, you start to try and struggle. You try to cry out for help, but you know it's in vain. Even if Leah wasn't completely entranced by Mallory's pampering, what reason would she have to let you go<<if $leahDitched>> after what you pulled<</if>>?<<if !$metLeah>> You've never even met her before.<</if>> It quickly becomes clear that your thrashing isn't going to get you anywhere either. You're so wasted that even an inexperienced predator could keep you down with ease, and you get the feeling Leah's stomach has seen plenty of use. "She giving you any trouble?" Mallory asks, still dutifully massaging her gut. "N-Not at all, it all feels //*Urrp*//... amazing..." Leah mumbles. "Oh of course, I should have known she wouldn't be a match for you...~" Leah's stomach begins to flood with acid, and you can already feel yourself starting to get lost in it. Between your inebriation, the powerful efforts of her stomach, and Mallory's constant assistance from the outside, it's just too much. As her stomach eagerly churns away at you, groaning and gurgling filling your ears, you feel your consciousness drift away... "There, think you can handle it from here, darling?" Mallory asks, slowly pulling her hands away from Leah's gut as it goes still. "Y-Yeah I... um... thank you..." "You have such wonderful manners," Mallory chuckles. She gives Leah a sly smile, then leans in and gives the top of her belly a quick kiss. "Let's do this again sometime, hmm? I think this could be the start of a lovely little relationship...~" <<include "Life Lost">><<if $difficulty != "hard">> <<back [[Or click here to return to the start of the party and drink a bit more responsibly|September 7th- Emma's Party Start]]>><</if>>

<<switch $predAction>> <<case "massage">> <<if _predActionIntensity is 3>> <<set $predDefense += 5>> <<set $predHealth to Math.clamp($predHealth + random(9,10), 0, $predSS)>> <<elseif _predActionIntensity is 2>> <<set $predDefense += 3>> <<set $predHealth to Math.clamp($predHealth + random(6,7), 0, $predSS)>> <<elseif _predActionIntensity is 0>> <<set $predDefense += 1>> <<set $predHealth to Math.clamp($predHealth + random(1,2), 0, $predSS)>> <<else>> <<set $predDefense += 2>> <<set $predHealth to Math.clamp($predHealth + random(3,4), 0, $predSS)>> <</if>> <<case "knead">> <<if _predActionIntensity is 3>> <<set $predDefense += 7>> <<set $predAttack += 6>> <<elseif _predActionIntensity is 2>> <<set $predDefense += 5>> <<set $predAttack += 5>> <<elseif _predActionIntensity is 0>> <<set $predDefense += 1>> <<set $predAttack += 3>> <<else>> <<set $predDefense += 3>> <<set $predAttack += 4>> <</if>> <<case "crush">> <<if _predActionIntensity is 3>> <<set $predDefense += 15>> <<set _incomingDamage += random(15,18)>> <<elseif _predActionIntensity is 2>> <<set $predDefense += 8>> <<set _incomingDamage += random(10,12)>> <<elseif _predActionIntensity is 0>> <<set $predDefense += 3>> <<set _incomingDamage += random(4,6)>> <<else>> <<set $predDefense += 5>> <<set _incomingDamage += random(6,8)>> <</if>> <<case "squeeze">> <<if _predActionIntensity is 3>> <<set $predDefense += 8>> <<set _incomingDamage += random(9,11)>> <<elseif _predActionIntensity is 2>> <<set $predDefense += 5>> <<set _incomingDamage += random(5,7)>> <<elseif _predActionIntensity is 0>> <<set $predDefense += 2>> <<set _incomingDamage += random(1,2)>> <<else>> <<set $predDefense += 3>> <<set _incomingDamage += random(3,4)>> <</if>> <<case "distracted">> <<if _predActionIntensity is 3>> <<set $predDefense -= 8>> <<elseif _predActionIntensity is 2>> <<set $predDefense -= 5>> <<elseif _predActionIntensity is 0>> <<set $predDefense -= 1>> <<else>> <<set $predDefense -= 3>> <</if>> <<case "pleasure">> <<if _predActionIntensity is 3>> <<set $predDefense -= 7>> <<set $predAttack += 6>> <<elseif _predActionIntensity is 2>> <<set $predDefense -= 5>> <<set $predAttack += 4>> <<elseif _predActionIntensity is 0>> <<set $predDefense -= 1>> <<set $predAttack += 2>> <<else>> <<set $predDefense -= 3>> <<set $predAttack += 3>> <</if>> <<case "taunt">> <<if _predActionIntensity is 3>> <<set $predDefense -= 8>> <<elseif _predActionIntensity is 2>> <<set $predDefense -= 6>> <<elseif _predActionIntensity is 0>> <<set $predDefense -= 2>> <<else>> <<set $predDefense -= 4>> <</if>> <<case "tease">> <<if _predActionIntensity is 3>> <<set $predDefense -= 5>> <<elseif _predActionIntensity is 2>> <<set $predDefense -= 3>> <<elseif _predActionIntensity is 0>> <<set $predDefense -= 1>> <<else>> <<set $predDefense -= 2>> <</if>> <<case "prolong">> <<if _predActionIntensity is 3>> <<set $predAttack -= 9>> <<elseif _predActionIntensity is 2>> <<set $predAttack -= 7>> <<elseif _predActionIntensity is 0>> <<set $predAttack -= 3>> <<else>> <<set $predAttack -= 5>> <</if>> <<case "focus">> <<if _predActionIntensity is 3>> <<set $predAttack += 9>> <<elseif _predActionIntensity is 2>> <<set $predAttack += 7>> <<elseif _predActionIntensity is 0>> <<set $predAttack += 3>> <<else>> <<set $predAttack += 5>> <</if>> <<case "eat">> <<if _predActionIntensity is 3>> <<set $predDefense += 8>> <<set $predAttack -= 6>> <<elseif _predActionIntensity is 2>> <<set $predDefense += 6>> <<set $predAttack -= 5>> <<elseif _predActionIntensity is 0>> <<set $predDefense += 1>> <<set $predAttack -= 2>> <<else>> <<set $predDefense += 3>> <<set $predAttack -= 3>> <</if>> <<case "shake">> <<if $acidStage is 3>> <<if _predActionIntensity is 3>> <<set $predAttack += 8>> <<set $predDefense -= 8>> <<set _incomingDamage += random(5,6)>> <<elseif _predActionIntensity is 2>> <<set $predAttack += 6>> <<set $predDefense -= 6>> <<set _incomingDamage += random(4,5)>> <<elseif _predActionIntensity is 0>> <<set $predAttack += 2>> <<set $predDefense -= 2>> <<set _incomingDamage += random(1,2)>> <<else>> <<set $predAttack += 4>> <<set $predDefense -= 4>> <<set _incomingDamage += random(2,3)>> <</if>> <<elseif $acidStage is 2>> <<if _predActionIntensity is 3>> <<set $predAttack += 6>> <<set $predDefense -= 7>> <<set _incomingDamage += random(5,6)>> <<elseif _predActionIntensity is 2>> <<set $predAttack += 5>> <<set $predDefense -= 5>> <<set _incomingDamage += random(3,4)>> <<elseif _predActionIntensity is 0>> <<set $predAttack += 2>> <<set $predDefense -= 1>> <<set _incomingDamage += random(1,2)>> <<else>> <<set $predAttack += 4>> <<set $predDefense -= 3>> <<set _incomingDamage += random(1,2)>> <</if>> <<elseif $acidStage is 1>> <<if _predActionIntensity is 3>> <<set $predAttack += 4>> <<set $predDefense += 4>> <<set _incomingDamage += random(4,5)>> <<elseif _predActionIntensity is 2>> <<set $predAttack += 3>> <<set $predDefense += 2>> <<set _incomingDamage += random(2,3)>> <<elseif _predActionIntensity is 0>> <<set $predAttack += 1>> <<set _incomingDamage += random(1,2)>> <<else>> <<set $predAttack += 2>> <<set $predDefense += 3>> <<set _incomingDamage += random(1,2)>> <</if>> <<else>> <<if _predActionIntensity is 3>> <<set $predDefense += 8>> <<elseif _predActionIntensity is 2>> <<set $predDefense += 5>> <<elseif _predActionIntensity is 0>> <<set $predDefense += 1>> <<else>> <<set $predDefense += 3>> <</if>> <</if>> <<default>><</switch>>

<<switch $preyAction>> <<case "rest">> <<set $preyExhaustion to Math.clamp(($preyExhaustion - _preyActionIntensity), 0, 100)>> <<case "probe">> /* Doesn't inherently do anything, outcome is based on player's reaciton */ <<case "struggle">> <<if _preyActionIntensity is 3>> <<set _incomingDamage += (random(12,15) + $preyResilience)>> <<elseif _preyActionIntensity is 2>> <<set _incomingDamage += (random(8,10) + $preyResilience)>> <<elseif _preyActionIntensity is 0>> <<set _incomingDamage += (random(2,4) + $preyResilience)>> <<else>> <<set _incomingDamage += (random(5,6) + $preyResilience)>> <</if>> <<case "rage">> <<if _preyActionIntensity is 3>> <<set _incomingDamage += (random(20,24) + $preyResilience)>> <<elseif _preyActionIntensity is 2>> <<set _incomingDamage += (random(14,17) + $preyResilience)>> <<elseif _preyActionIntensity is 0>> <<set _incomingDamage += (random(6,7) + $preyResilience)>> <<else>> <<set _incomingDamage += (random(9,11) + $preyResilience)>> <</if>> <<case "brace">> /* Doesn't inherently do anything, outcome is based on player's reaction */ <<default>><</switch>>

<<set _damageModifier to ($strength + $preyVulnerable + $sceneAttack + $preyFrustration)>> <<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "relax">> <<if $preyAction is "rage">> <<set $preyExhaustion += 1>> <<elseif $preyAction is "brace">> <<set $preyVulnerable -= (3 + Math.floor($preyResilience/3))>> <<set $preyHealth to Math.clamp(Math.round($preyHealth + ((random(3,4)+Math.floor($preyResilience/2)) * _preyDifficultyMod)), 0, $preyHealthMax)>> <<elseif $preyAction is "probe">> <<set _nextWeakened -= (5 + $preyResilience)>> <<elseif $preyAction is "rest">> <<set $stamina to Math.clamp(($stamina + ($staminaMax*0.05)), 0, $staminaMax)>> <</if>> <<case "massage">> <<if $preyAction is "rest">> <<set $stomachHealth to Math.clamp(Math.round($stomachHealth + ((random(4,5) + (2*$oralProficiency)) * _playerDifficultyMod)), 0, $stomachStrength)>> <<set _nextWeakened += 2>> <<elseif $preyAction is "probe">> <<set $stomachHealth to Math.clamp(Math.round($stomachHealth + ((random(1,2) + (2*$oralProficiency)) * _playerDifficultyMod)), 0, $stomachStrength)>> <<set _nextWeakened -= (3 + $preyResilience)>> <<elseif $preyAction is "brace">> <<set $stomachHealth to Math.clamp(Math.round($stomachHealth + ((random(1,2) + (2*$oralProficiency)) * _playerDifficultyMod)), 0, $stomachStrength)>> <<set $preyHealth to Math.clamp(Math.round($preyHealth + ((random(1,2)+Math.floor($preyResilience/2)) * _preyDifficultyMod)), 0, $preyHealthMax)>> <<set $preyVulnerable -= (2 + Math.floor($preyResilience/3))>> <<else>> <<set _block += (5 + $strength)>> <</if>> <<case "squeeze">> <<if $preyAction is "brace">> <<elseif ($preyAction is "struggle") or ($preyAction is "rage")>> <<if $preyAction is "rage">> <<set $preyExhaustion += 1>> <</if>> <<if !$usingAntacid>> <<set $preyHealth -= Math.max(0, Math.round((random(3,4) + _damageModifier) * _playerDifficultyMod))>> <</if>> <<else>> <<if !$usingAntacid>> <<set $preyHealth -= Math.max(0, Math.round((random(5,6) + _damageModifier) * _playerDifficultyMod))>> <</if>> <</if>> <<case "crush">> <<if $preyAction is "brace">> <<if !$usingAntacid>> <<set $preyHealth -= Math.max(0, Math.round((random(1,2) + _damageModifier) * _playerDifficultyMod))>> <</if>> <<set $preyExhaustion += 1>> <<elseif ($preyAction is "struggle") or ($preyAction is "rage")>> <<if $preyAction is "rage">> <<set $preyExhaustion += 1>> <</if>> <<if !$usingAntacid>> <<set $preyHealth -= Math.max(0, Math.round((random(5,6) + _damageModifier) * _playerDifficultyMod))>> <</if>> <<set _block += (8 + $strength)>> <<else>> <<if !$usingAntacid>> <<set $preyHealth -= Math.max(0, Math.round((random(7,9) + _damageModifier) * _playerDifficultyMod))>> <</if>> <</if>> <<case "taunt">> <<if $preyAction is "rage">> <<set $preyFrustration += 2>> <<set $preyExhaustion += 1>> <<elseif $preyAction is "probe">> <<set $preyFrustration += 1>> <<set _nextWeakened -= (3 + $preyResilience)>> <<elseif $preyAction is "brace">> <<set $preyVulnerable -= (2 + Math.floor($preyResilience/3))>> <<set $preyFrustration += 1>> <<set $preyHealth to Math.clamp(Math.round($preyHealth + (random(3,4)+Math.floor($preyResilience/2)) * _playerDifficultyMod), 0, $preyHealthMax)>> <<else>> <<set $preyFrustration += 1>> <</if>> <<case "shake">> <<if ($preyAction is "struggle") or ($preyAction is "rage")>> <<set _block -= random(3,4)>> <<set $preyExhaustion += 2>> <<else>> <<set $preyFrustration += 1>> <</if>> <<if $acidStage > 2>> <<if !$usingAntacid>> <<set $preyHealth -= Math.max(0, Math.round((random(5,6) + _damageModifier) * _playerDifficultyMod))>> <</if>> <<set $preyVulnerable += 5>> <<set _nextWeakened -= 5>> <<elseif $acidStage is 2>> <<if !$usingAntacid>> <<set $preyHealth -= Math.max(0, Math.round((random(3,4) + _damageModifier) * _playerDifficultyMod))>> <</if>> <<set $preyVulnerable += 3>> <<set _nextWeakened -= 3>> <<elseif $acidStage is 1>> <<if !$usingAntacid>> <<set $preyHealth -= Math.max(0, Math.round((random(1,2) + _damageModifier) * _playerDifficultyMod))>> <</if>> <<set $preyVulnerable += 2>> <<else>> <<set _nextWeakened += 2>> <</if>> <<case "knead">> <<if ($preyAction is "struggle") or ($preyAction is "rage")>> <<set _block += (5 + $strength)>> <<set $preyVulnerable += (1 + Math.floor($oralProficiency/3))>> <<elseif $preyAction is "brace">> <<set $preyHealth to Math.clamp(Math.round($preyHealth + (random(1,2)+Math.floor($preyResilience/2)) * _playerDifficultyMod), 0, $preyHealthMax)>> <<set $preyVulnerable -= (2 + Math.floor($preyResilience/3))>> <<set $preyVulnerable += (1 + Math.floor($oralProficiency/3))>> <<else>> <<set $preyVulnerable += (3 + Math.floor($oralProficiency/3))>> <</if>> <<default>><</switch>>

<div style="text-align:center">Would you like to visit the tutorial area? You will be returned to the ''start'' of the current passage when you exit the tutorial again. <<button "Take me to the tutorial">> <<set $tutorialStateSave to passage()>> <<script>>Dialog.close();<</script>> <<goto "Tutorial Landing Page" >> <</button>></div>

<<set $stamina to $staminaMax>><<set $health to $healthMax>><<set $difficulty to "normal">>\ You suddenly find yourself in a bright white room with no visible entrances or exits. In front of you a tall, rather well-endowed robotic woman stands waiting with her hands patiently steepled. Her body is mostly made of shiny, segmented white plating with black gaps in between, but her abdomen, neck, and jaw are a smooth, rubbery blue material instead. There's a flower emblem stamped on her forehead and her short hair glows in a faintly shifting blue-green gradient. "Greetings $name, and welcome to the OrchidLabs Non-Canon Tutorial Experience^^TM^^!" the android says in a cheery, modulated voice. "I am the Orifice Simulation Management Intelligence--you can call me OSMI! How can I help you today?" @@color:grey;''__General__''@@ <<link "How do my stats work?">> <<replace "#text">> @@color:grey;__''How do my stats work?''__@@ "You have four main stats that will affect gameplay: @@color:lime;''Resilience''@@, @@color:red;''Oral Proficiency''@@, @@color:yellow;''Strength''@@, and @@color:purple;''Capacity''@@!" OSMI explains. "@@color:lime;''Resilience''@@ represents your skill at escaping from inside of a predator! It applies to all scenes where you are the prey, even anal and unbirth." <ul> <li>@@color:grey;For every level you gain in@@ @@color:lime;''Resilience''@@@@color:grey;, your maximum health in prey scenes increases by@@ @@color:cyan;4@@</li> <li>@@color:grey;For every level you gain in@@ @@color:lime;''Resilience''@@@@color:grey;, your actions in prey scenes will cost@@ @@color:cyan;5%@@@@color:grey; less stamina@@</li> <li>@@color:grey;The effectiveness of the@@ @@color:cyan;brace@@ @@color:grey;action in prey scenes improves based on your@@ @@color:lime;''Resilience''@@ @@color:grey;level@@</li> <li>@@color:grey;In anal scenes, the amount of@@ @@color:cyan;Strain@@ @@color:grey;you inflict on your predator with your actions improves based on your@@ @@color:lime;''Resilience''@@ @@color:grey;level@@</li> <li>@@color:grey;When your @@ @@color:lime;''Resilience''@@ @@color:grey;reaches levels 3, 5, and 8, you will unlock a new skill to be used in prey scenes.@@</li> <li>@@color:grey;You gain experience towards your@@ @@color:lime;''Resilience''@@ @@color:grey;by successfully escaping from predators in prey scenes, or attending@@ @@color:cyan;Escapism@@ @@color:grey;or@@ @@color:cyan;Anatomy and Physiology@@ @@color:grey;classes. Additionally, if you are below level 3 then you will also learn a little from your own prey's behavior and gain a small amount of experience from scenes where you are the predator.@@</li> </ul>\ "@@color:yellow;''Strength''@@ represents your, well, strength, and has an effect on all vore encounters, whether you are the predator or prey!" <ul> <li>@@color:grey;Your odds of both escaping from predators //and// successfully swallowing your prey are improved by your@@ @@color:yellow;''Strength''@@</li> <li>@@color:grey;The amount of stamina you can passively regenerate is slightly improved by your @@ @@color:yellow;''Strength''@@</li> <li>@@color:grey;In prey scenes, your@@ @@color:yellow;''Strength''@@ @@color:grey;improves the damage dealt by your struggling, as well as the effectiveness of the@@ @@color:cyan;brace@@ @@color:grey;action (stacking with the bonus to bracing provided by@@ @@color:lime;''Resilience''@@@@color:grey;)@@</li> <li>@@color:grey;In pred scenes, your@@ @@color:yellow;''Strength''@@ @@color:grey;improves both the damage dealt by your aggressive actions and how much damage you block with defensive actions.@@</li> <li>@@color:grey;You gain a little bit of experience towards your@@ @@color:yellow;''Strength''@@ @@color:grey;from //any// successful vore interaction(including escaping a predator's attempt to eat you), but the primary method of gaining experience is visiting the gym to work out when you get the chance each day. Additionally, attending@@ @@color:cyan;Survival@@@@color:grey; or @@@@color:cyan;Anatomy and Physiology@@ @@color:grey;classes will provide some@@ @@color:yellow;''Strength''@@ @@color:grey;experience@@</li> </ul>\ "@@color:red;''Oral Proficiency''@@ represents your skill as a predator! It only applies to normal vore scenes, however there are equivalent proficiency skills for anal and unbirth that essentially function the same for encounters of those types." <ul> <li>@@color:grey;For every level you gain in@@ @@color:red;''Oral Proficiency''@@@@color:grey;, your stomach health increases by@@ @@color:cyan;8@@</li> <li>@@color:grey;For every level you gain in@@ @@color:red;''Oral Proficiency''@@@@color:grey;, your actions in pred scenes will cost@@ @@color:cyan;5%@@@@color:grey; less stamina@@</li> <li>@@color:grey;The power of the healing effect of the@@ @@color:cyan;massage@@ @@color:grey;action in pred scenes improves based on your@@ @@color:red;''Oral Proficiency''@@ @@color:grey;level@@</li> <li>@@color:grey;When your @@ @@color:red;''Oral Proficiency''@@ @@color:grey;reaches levels 3, 5, and 8, you will unlock a new skill to be used in pred scenes.@@</li> <li>@@color:grey;You gain experience towards your@@ @@color:red;''Oral Proficiency''@@ @@color:grey;by successfully swallowing and keeping prey in your stomach in pred scenes, or attending@@ @@color:cyan;Intro to Vore@@ @@color:grey;or@@ @@color:cyan;Anatomy and Physiology@@ @@color:grey;classes. Additionally, if you are below level 3 then you will also learn a little from your own predator's behavior and gain a small amount of experience from scenes where you escape from a stomach.@@</li> </ul>\ "@@color:purple;''Capacity''@@ represents how much room you have in your body to hold prey! It applies to any scene where you are the predator, even anal and unbirth." <ul> <li>@@color:grey;You start off with exactly enough@@ @@color:purple;''Capacity''@@ @@color:grey;to fit an average sized person inside of you.@@</li> <li>@@color:grey;You are able to push yourself up to 20% over your normal@@ @@color:purple;''Capacity''@@@@color:grey;, however doing so will leave you@@ @@color:orange;overstuffed@@ @@color:grey;and give you a number of penalties during pred scenes.@@</li> <li>@@color:grey;If you are at less than half of your@@ @@color:purple;''Capacity''@@ @@color:grey;in a pred scene, your prey will receive a penalty to their attacks and your@@ @@color:cyan;squeeze@@ @@color:grey;and@@ @@color:cyan;crush@@ @@color:grey;actions will cost less stamina than usual.@@</li> <li>@@color:grey;You gain experience towards improving your@@ @@color:purple;''Capacity''@@ @@color:grey;by spending time with a full gut--you will gain a lot of experience while you are __over__@@ @@color:purple;''Capacity''@@@@color:grey;, a significant amount while you are __at__@@ @@color:purple;''Capacity''@@@@color:grey;, and a small amount while you are __above half__@@ @@color:purple;''Capacity''.@@ @@color:grey;Additionally, if you@@ @@color:orange;overstuff@@ @@color:grey;yourself you will immediately gain a small amount of experience even if your prey escapes.@@</li> <li>@@color:grey;Multiprey scenes are eventually possible if you improve your@@ @@color:purple;''Capacity''@@ @@color:grey;enough.@@</li> </ul>\ "I hope this information was useful!" OSMI chirps.\ <</replace>> <</link>> <<link "How does gaining/losing weight work?">> <<replace "#text">> @@color:grey;''__How does gaining/losing weight work?__''@@ "Whenever you successfully eat someone, you will slowly gain weight while they digest! Weight gained from digestion comes in two parts: @@color:cyan;normal fat@@ and what we'll call @@color:orange;special fat@@ for ease of reference. @@color:cyan;Normal fat@@ applies to your overall figure and general level of body fat, while @@color:orange;special fat@@ that you gain will specifically go to either your breasts //or// your butt. Where @@color:orange;special fat@@ ends up is determined by a random roll whenever you gain weight--by default, there is a 50/50 chance for either outcome, but during character creation in the opening survey you have the option to shift the odds to favor one over the other if you would like." "It is, of course, also possible to lose weight! The primary way to do so is to work out at the gym when you get the opportunity. You will also passively lose weight over time when you get heavy enough--once you reach "Overweight" for general weight, "F cups" for breast size, and/or "Plump" for butt size, you will begin to lose a small amount of weight in that area overnight every day until you pass back below the threshold. This passive weight loss effect becomes more intense the heavier you get." "It is important to note that the areas affected by @@color:orange;special fat@@, your breasts and butt, will behave a little differently from @@color:cyan;normal fat@@. Your general, overall weight is always fully flexible--no matter how fat you get, it will always technically be possible to work out enough to drop down to "Skinny". @@color:cyan;For your breasts and butt, however, you can never reach a smaller size than you started with.@@ For example, if you started the game with D cup breasts, you will never shrink down to C cups no matter how often you work out, D cups will be your baseline. Additionally, both your breast and butt size are also slightly increased by your total prey count, so you will always eventually see slight gains in these areas no matter what if you are an active predator." "I hope this information was useful!" OSMI chirps.\ <</replace>> <</link>> <<link "How does my stamina work?">> <<replace "#text">> @@color:grey;''__How does my stamina work?__''@@ "Your @@color:cyan;Stamina@@ is a measure of how much energy you have to handle what the day throws at you! @@color:cyan;You will need Stamina to use actions in any interactive vore scene@@, and even some other events throughout the day--such as working out--will use up your @@color:cyan;Stamina@@, so make sure you pay attention to it!" "Your @@color:cyan;Stamina@@ will slowly regenerate on its own as time passes, but only up to the "@@color:orange;passive regen cap@@" of @@color:cyan;65% of your maximum Stamina.@@ There are a few factors that will alter how your @@color:cyan;Stamina@@ regenerates:" <ul> <li>@@color:grey;Your@@ @@color:orange;passive regen cap@@ @@color:grey;is raised by@@ @@color:cyan;2%@@ @@color:grey;for each level of@@ @@color:yellow;''Strength''@@ @@color:grey;you gain.@@</li> <li>@@color:cyan;Stamina@@ @@color:grey;will regenerate faster while you are digesting prey. //However//, the exertion of needing to carry around the extra weight from being so full will also temporarily lower your@@ @@color:orange;passive regen cap@@@@color:grey;, so your mileage may vary as to how useful that boost will be.@@</li> <li>@@color:grey;The heavier you are, the slower your@@ @@color:cyan;Stamina@@ @@color:grey;will regenerate. Specifically, for each weight class above "average" you reach, your@@ @@color:cyan;Stamina@@ @@color:grey;regeneration rate will be reduced by@@ @@color:cyan;2%@@ @@color:grey;(The starting rate while "skinny" or "average" is@@ @@color:cyan;12%@@ @@color:grey;per hour).@@</li> <li>@@color:grey;If your@@ @@color:cyan;Stamina@@ @@color:grey;is ever completely drained, you will become@@ @@color:red;Overexerted@@@@color:grey;, which locks your@@ @@color:orange;passive regen cap@@ @@color:grey;at just@@ @@color:cyan;10%@@ @@color:grey;for the rest of the day. Additionally, your@@ @@color:cyan;Stamina@@ @@color:grey;will only be restored up to your@@ @@color:orange;passive regen cap@@ @@color:grey;at the start of the next day instead of starting off well rested.@@</li> </ul>\ "The only way to fully restore your @@color:cyan;Stamina@@ reserves is to get a good night's sleep--you will start each day with maximum @@color:cyan;Stamina@@. It is also possible to instantly regain @@color:cyan;Stamina@@ by resting during prey scenes, eating a (normal) meal, or in rare cases even napping during the day when the opportunity presents itself." "I hope that helped!" OSMI chirps.\ <</replace>> <</link>> <<link "How do I avoid getting eaten/What does the 'Awareness Of Predators' toggle on the sidebar mean?">> <<replace "#text">> @@color:grey;''__How do I avoid getting eaten/What does the 'Awareness Of Predators' toggle on the sidebar mean?__''@@ "When a predator tries to eat you--using any orifice--a hidden escape roll is made against a threshold that you must roll higher than to successfully avoid being swallowed," OSMI explains. "The threshold to beat will be set based on the skill of the predator trying to eat you and the circumstances of the current situation--for example, a predator that you are already facing down before they try to grab you is easier to escape than one taking you by surprise." "If you do successfully avoid being swallowed by the predator, you will lose some @@color:cyan;Stamina@@ from your efforts, but for gameplay convenience you are not penalized for getting swallowed. Your baseline chance of escaping in a completely average scene with no modifiers on either side is only @@color:cyan;30%@@. However, every level of @@color:yellow;''Strength''@@ you gain improves your odds by @@color:cyan;10%@@!" "Additionally, you can improve your odds of escaping from predators using the toggle on the sidebar! When the button labeled @@color:mediumPurple;Awareness Of Predators@@ is set to @@color:red;''On Alert''@@, it will improve your odds of avoiding a predator by @@color:cyan;25%@@! However, you will also lose an extra @@color:cyan;10 Stamina@@ //regardless of success// whenever an escape roll is made while @@color:red;''On Alert''@@, so be sure to set it back to @@color:lime;''Relaxed''@@ if you do not think you need the extra boost... or if you would //prefer// to get eaten for one reason or another, I will not judge!" "Note that not all predators can be escaped--in some scenes you will be automatically swallowed even if you are unwilling prey. A message in @@color:yellowgreen;Light Green@@ or @@color:orange;Orange@@ will be included in the passage to denote success or failure respectively if an escape roll was made, usually one of the following:" @@color:yellowGreen;You managed to escape!@@ [Success] @@color:orange;You have been overpowered.@@ [Failure] "I hope that helped!" OSMI chirps.\ <</replace>> <</link>> <<link "How does swallowing prey work/What does the 'Aggression Toward Prey' toggle on the sidebar mean?">> <<replace "#text">> @@color:grey;''__How does swallowing prey work/What does the 'Aggression Toward Prey' toggle on the sidebar mean?__''@@ "When you attempt to eat someone, a hidden success roll is made against a threshold that you must roll higher than to successfully swallow your prey," OSMI explains. "The threshold to beat will be set based on the skill and/or strength of the prey you are trying to eat and the circumstances of the current situation--for example, taking someone by surprise will give you better odds than trying to swallow someone who is already aware and suspicious of you." "If you fail to swallow your prey, you will lose some @@color:cyan;Stamina@@ from your efforts, but for gameplay convenience you are not penalized for successfully swallowing prey since your @@color:cyan;Stamina@@ is already quite limited in the struggle that follows. Your baseline chance of successfully swallowing prey in a completely average scene with no modifiers on either side is only @@color:cyan;50%@@. However, every level of @@color:red;''Oral Proficiency''@@ you gain and every //other// level of @@color:yellow;''Strength''@@ you gain improves your odds by @@color:cyan;5%@@ each!" "Additionally, you can improve your odds of success using the toggle on the sidebar! When the button labeled @@color:mediumPurple;Aggression Towards Prey@@ is set to @@color:red;''Aggressive''@@, it will improve your odds of successfully swallowing prey by @@color:cyan;25%@@! However, you will also lose an extra @@color:cyan;10 Stamina@@ //regardless of success// whenever an escape roll is made while being @@color:red;''Aggressive''@@, so be sure to set it back to @@color:lime;''Relaxed''@@ if you do not think you need the extra boost!" "Note that there may be some situations where it is not actually possible to succeed at swallowing prey even if you appear to be given a choice, and similarly there may be scenarios where you will //always// succeed at eating prey. A message in @@color:yellowgreen;Light Green@@ or @@color:orange;Orange@@ will be included in the passage to denote success or failure respectively if a success roll that could have had a different outcome was made, usually one of the following:" @@color:yellowGreen;You managed to overpower your prey!@@ [Success] @@color:orange;Your strength fails you.@@ [Failure] "I hope that helped!" OSMI chirps.\ <</replace>> <</link>> @@color:grey;''__Vore Scene Tutorials__''@@\ <<if $resilience > 2>> <<link "I have more actions than I used to in prey scenes, what do the new ones do?">> <<replace "#text">> @@color:grey;''__I have more actions than I used to in prey scenes, what do the new ones do?__''@@ "Excellent question! As your @@color:lime;''Resilience''@@ level increases, you will unlock a few more advanced options to be used in prey scenes. To be specific, @@color:cyan;you unlock a new action at levels: 3, 5, and 8.@@ I do not have a dedicated tutorial prepared to demonstrate these advanced actions, but here is what I can tell you about the ones you know:" "@@color:cyan;Probe@@ is a situationally useful skill that allows you to set yourself up for a more powerful attack on the next turn by probing the stomach walls for vulnerabilities! It will cause your predator to start the next turn with significantly reduced @@color:cyan;Resistance@@, boosting the damage you deal with any attack that turn and/or cutting through their defenses. Your @@color:yellow;''Strength''@@ level will improve the effect. This action costs slightly less @@color:cyan;Stamina@@ than your standard @@color:cyan;Struggle@@ action."<<if $resilience > 4>> "@@color:cyan;Soothe@@ lets you give your predator an internal massage, weakening their attack by soothing the walls of their stomach! That is to say, it lowers their stomach's @@color:cyan;Power@@ by a small amount. Every three levels of @@color:lime;''Resilience''@@ will intensify the effect. @@color:cyan;Remember that Power has no effect on acid damage, only incoming damage from your predator's actions!@@ This action costs slightly more @@color:cyan;Stamina@@ than your standard @@color:cyan;Struggle@@ action."<</if>> "I hope that helps clarify these new additions!" OSMI chirps.\ <</replace>> <</link>>\ <</if>>\ <<if $oralProficiency > 2>> <<link "I have more actions than I used to in pred scenes, what do the new ones do?">> <<replace "#text">> @@color:grey;''__I have more actions than I used to in pred scenes, what do the new ones do?__''@@ "Very astute! As your @@color:red;''Oral Proficiency''@@ level increases, you will unlock a few more advanced options to be used in pred scenes. To be specific, @@color:cyan;you unlock a new action at levels: 3, 5, and 8.@@ I do not have a dedicated tutorial prepared to demonstrate these advanced actions, but here is what I can tell you about the ones you know:" "@@color:cyan;Shake@@ is a risk/reward offensive action that will generally deal a small amount of immediate damage and increase your @@color:cyan;Stomach Power@@, but also decrease your @@color:cyan;Stomach Resistance@@ on the next turn. It has two unique properties: First, its @@color:cyan;Stamina@@ cost is based on how full you are, meaning if your prey is small it will cost less @@color:cyan;Stamina@@ than normal, but if your prey is quite large or you have multiple in your stomach at once it will become very expensive. Its second unique property is that unlike most actions its effects are primarily influenced by the current acid level: @@color:cyan;the more acid there is in your stomach, the more potent both the positive and negative effects will be.@@ If your prey is currently struggling, shaking them will increase the damage you take that turn, though will also significantly exhaust them. If your prey is instead idle, they will gain some frustration."<<if $oralProficiency > 4>> "@@color:cyan;Knead@@ is a hybrid offensive and defensive action! It offers the same defensive benefits against struggling prey as @@color:cyan;Massage@@, but will also increase your @@color:cyan;Stomach Power!@@ It will count as an aggressive option and stifle a prey's attempts to @@color:cyan;probe@@ your stomach, however be sure to note that similar to @@color:cyan;Massage@@ it will prevent @@color:cyan;thrashing@@ prey from becoming exhausted."<</if>> "I hope that helps clarify these new additions!" OSMI chirps.\ <</replace>> <</link>>\ <</if>><<if ($resilience > 2) or ($oralProficiency > 2)>> <</if>> [[Learn about scenes where you are the prey->Tutorial- Oral Prey Scenes]] [[Learn about scenes where you are the predator->Tutorial- Oral Pred Scenes]] [[Learn about anal scenes where you are the prey->Tutorial- Anal Prey Scenes]] <<back [[Return to the game|$tutorialStateSave]]>>

<<set $predName to "OSMI">><<set $predSS to 1000>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "Oral Prey Tutorial_preyStruggle">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "Oral Prey Tutorial(TEXT)">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "Oral Prey Tutorial_Actions">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Oral Prey Tutorial- End">><<set $noAllOut to true>><<set $noNormalStruggle to true>><<set $noStrongStruggle to true>><<set $noBrace to true>><<done>><<addclass "#restStruggle" "hide">><</done>>\ <<set _tutorial to 0>><<set _displayWarning to false>><<set _rebel to 0>>\ <<if ($resilience > 0) or ($strength > 0)>><<set $resilience to 0>><<set $strength to 0>>@@color:grey;[Your strength and resilience have been reset to 0 for the purposes of the tutorial]@@ <</if>>\ "You wish to know about prey scenes? Excellent!" OSMI chirps, clasping her hands together and smiling. In an instant, the android woman places her hands on your sides with an unbreakably tight grip. She effortlessly lifts you up into the air. "Please bear with me for a moment while I initiate the simulation!" OSMI opens her mouth wide and adjusts her grip to shove your head down into it. Despite her robotic form and unusually colored, artificial flesh, the inside of her mouth is still warm and slick with saliva. She moves quickly to get you in position for the real demonstration, swallowing your body down into hers with dutiful efficiency. Occasional faint mechanical whirring sounds accompany the more typical wet noises of your descent as the robotic elements of her body shift to make room for your entry. Soon, you curl up into the cramped, slimy confines of her stomach--a perfectly accurate recreation of the real thing, with one exception. Her rubbery imitation flesh appears to be translucent, letting enough blue-tinted light through for you to see what you're doing. You can see the silhouettes of her hands resting on her belly from the outside. "You are now sealed within my stomach! Under most circumstances, this is not where you want to be! Let us explore the options you have available to get out of this predicament, shall we?" OSMI says.<<if $showNumbers or $classicDisplay>> <<set _displayWarning to true>><<set $showNumbers to false>><<set $classicDisplay to false>><<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<SidebarText>><</replace>>@@color:grey;[Note: For the purposes of the tutorial, you have been forced back into the default display mode. It is recommended that you keep it that way until the tutorial is over--it will reference values you cannot see in the sidebar in "Full Immersion" mode, and the exact number values shown in "Numbers On" will not all behave as expected due to the tutorial forcing some parameters for demonstration purposes.]@@<</if>> "First, I would like you to take a look at the sidebar! You should notice that there is a bit more information there than there was before I swallowed you." "Underneath the time is an indicator of your current @@color:cyan;Stamina@@, which should be familiar to you since it is visible at all times. All of the actions you will need to survive and escape cost @@color:cyan;Stamina@@, and @@color:red;if you run out while in a stomach it is game over@@, so be sure to keep an eye on it! Luckily, it looks like you are @@color:lime;''Well Rested''@@ right now, which means you are good to go!" "Below that, you should now be seeing an indicator of your current @@color:cyan;Health!@@ Right now, you are just food to your predator, which means you are in mortal danger! As digestion kicks in, you will start to take damage, and @@color:red;if you run out of health it is all over for you.@@ Ideally, you will escape before this happens! But, even when you do, be careful--@@color:red;your health does not regenerate instantly.@@ If you get eaten again soon after the first time, you might start off that scene already in rough shape! I should also note that @@color:red;there is no way to regain health while in a stomach@@, it only regenerates when time passes outside of the scene." "@@color:cyan;Note that the display for your health will only update when you pass certain health thresholds, not every time you take any damage@@. Specifically, it will change when you fall below 75%, 50%, and 25% of your maximum health." "Next, you will see the @@color:cyan;Current Threat@@ indicator. If this says anything other than 'Calm', it means your predator is doing something that is going to deal damage to you this turn!" "Below that is a group of indicators telling you about the status of my stomach, but I will explain more on all these later. For now, let us review your actions!" "@@color:cyan;During a prey scene, you will always take the first action before your predator has directly done anything to you.@@ Under normal circumstances, you will have six options available to you: @@color:cyan;Struggle Conservatively@@, @@color:cyan;Struggle@@, @@color:cyan;Struggle Aggressively@@, @@color:cyan;Brace Yourself@@, @@color:cyan;Rest@@, and @@color:cyan;Give It All You've Got!@@ I will walk you through what each one does one at a time. First, I have hidden all of your options except @@color:cyan;Struggle Conservatively@@, please select it to continue!"<<set $sceneAttack to 0>><<set $sceneDefense to 0>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "preyOptions">></div>

<<set $preyName to "OSMI">><<set $preyHealthMax to 1000>><<set $preyResilience to 0>><<set $preyFrustration to 0>><<set $preyExhaustion to 0>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "Oral Pred Tutorial_PredActions">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "Oral Pred Tutorial_Struggle">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "Oral Pred Tutorial(TEXT)">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Oral Pred Tutorial- End">><<set $preySize to 5>><<set $fullness += $preySize>><<set $noCrush to true>><<set $noMassage to true>><<set $noTaunt to true>><<set $noGiveUp to true>><<done>><<addclass "#relax" "hide">><</done>>\ <<set _tutorial to 0>><<set _displayWarning to false>><<set _rebel to 0>>\ <<if ($oralProficiency > 0) or ($strength > 0)>><<set $oralProficiency to 0>><<set $strength to 0>>@@color:grey;[Your strength and oral proficiency have been reset to 0 for the purposes of the tutorial]@@ <</if>>\ "You wish to know about pred scenes? Very well!" OSMI chirps, clasping her hands together and smiling. "Give me one moment to prepare myself!" She assumes a t-pose position and you hear a mechanical whirring sound start up. You watch with some curiosity as the plates making up her body shift and contract, shrinking the initially tall android woman down to be a few inches shorter than you with minimal change to her overall appearance. A hose descends from somewhere on the ceiling to coat her with a misty spray of some unknown liquid, then quickly retracts again. "There, I should now be much more compatible with your body!" she says, returning to a more natural pose. She takes a step forward. "Please open wide so that I can initiate the simulation!" You do as you're told, opening your mouth as wide as you can. In an instant, the android woman shoves her hands into your mouth and pushes forward down your throat. Your attention is immediately drawn to the taste on your tongue--the coating she applied to herself isn't just a lubricant, it has a delicious blue-raspberry flavor that completely masks the metallic taste her body ought to have. You don't get to enjoy it for long, however, as she's feeding herself to you so eagerly that you nearly lose your footing. Her lubricated body easily slides down your throat and into your rapidly bulging belly. In no time at all, your gut is heavy and bloated with the form of your robotic guide. A loud, somewhat surprised belch escapes your lips--it tastes a little like raspberries. "Congratulations, you have successfully swallowed me!" OSMI announces from inside of you. Her voice is somewhat muffled by your skin, but still clear enough to be understood. "However, getting prey into your stomach is just the beginning! You will need to work to keep them there until they can no longer fight if you wish to truly claim them as your meal. Let us explore the options you have available to accomplish this, shall we?"<<if $showNumbers or $classicDisplay>> <<set _displayWarning to true>><<set $showNumbers to false>><<set $classicDisplay to false>><<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<SidebarText>><</replace>>@@color:grey;[Note: For the purposes of the tutorial, you have been forced back into the default display mode. It is recommended that you keep it that way until the tutorial is over--it will reference values you cannot see in the sidebar in "Full Immersion" mode, and the exact number values shown in "Numbers On" will not all behave as expected due to the tutorial forcing some parameters for demonstration purposes.]@@<</if>> "First, I would like you to take a look at the sidebar! You should notice that there is a bit more information there than there was before you swallowed me." "Underneath the time is an indicator of your current @@color:cyan;Stamina@@, which should be familiar to you since it is visible at all times. All of the actions you will need to properly keep your prey under control cost @@color:cyan;Stamina@@, so be sure to keep an eye on it! In pred scenes, @@color:cyan;if you do not have enough Stamina for an action it will be removed as an option entirely.@@ Luckily, it looks like you are @@color:lime;''Well Rested''@@ right now, which means you have plenty of energy to spare!" "Below that, you should now be seeing an indicator of your @@color:cyan;stomach's current health!@@ Your prey will generally not just sit back and let you digest them--they will struggle to try and get out, and that will damage your stomach! And @@color:red;if your stomach runs out of health, your prey will escape.@@ It is also important to keep in mind that @@color:red;your stomach health will not regenerate instantly when a scene is over@@, so if you try to eat someone again soon after the first you might start off that scene at a serious disadvantage!" "@@color:cyan;Note that the display for your stomach health will only update when you pass certain health thresholds, not every time you take any damage@@. Specifically, it will change when you fall below 75%, 50%, and 25% of your maximum health." "Next, you will see the @@color:cyan;Current Threat@@ indicator. If this says anything other than 'Calm', it means your prey is doing something that is going to deal damage to your stomach this turn!" "Finally, the last three indicators in your section of the sidebar show you the current status of your stomach: its @@color:cyan;Power@@, @@color:cyan;Resistance@@, and @@color:cyan;Acid Level@@." "@@color:cyan;Stomach Power@@ represents how vulnerable your prey is to the efforts of your stomach this turn! When @@color:cyan;Stomach Power@@ is @@color:lime;elevated@@, any offensive actions you take will @@color:lime;deal more damage@@, while if your @@color:cyan;Stomach Power@@ is @@color:red;weakened@@ your actions will @@color:red;deal less damage.@@ It is important to keep in mind that @@color:cyan;Stomach Power will linger and slowly return to 0 over time, not immediately reset on the next turn.@@" "@@color:cyan;Stomach Resistance@@ represents how well your stomach can withstand your prey's struggling this turn! When @@color:cyan;Stomach Resistance@@ is @@color:lime;elevated@@, your @@color:lime;prey will deal less damage this turn@@, while if your @@color:cyan;Stomach Resistance@@ is @@color:red;weakened@@, your @@color:red;prey's struggling will hit harder!@@ Unlike @@color:cyan;Stomach Power@@, @@color:cyan;Stomach Resistance@@ is reset each turn rather than lingering and potentially building up over time." "@@color:cyan;Acid Level@@ of course represents how much acid has built up in your stomach! Once this level has risen above 'Trickling In', @@color:cyan;your prey will begin to take unblockable damage each turn based on how high the acid level is.@@ Once it has had time to really kick into gear your stomach is quite dangerous all on its own, so @@color:cyan;you should often be aiming to simply keep your prey under control until your acid can deal with them@@ rather than breaking them down by force!" "Below that is another group of indicators telling you about my current condition as your prey, but I will explain more on that later as they become relevant. For now, let us review your actions!" "First, it is important to establish that @@color:cyan;you are always //reacting// to what your prey is doing during a pred scene.@@ They will take the first action every turn--even at the very start of the encounter--and @@color:cyan;the exact effect of your actions is highly reliant on what your prey is currently doing.@@ For now though, I will simply rest while I explain the general use of each of your actions."<<set $sceneAttack to 0>><<set $sceneDefense to 0>><<done>><<include $sceneActionsLink>><<replace "#actionReminder">><<PredActionReminder>><</replace>><</done>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center" class="hide"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "predOptions">></div>

<<set $predName to "OSMI">><<set $predAnalProficiency to 0>><<set $analNonFatal to false>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "Anal Prey Tutorial_PreyStruggle">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "Anal Prey Tutorial_Actions">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Anal Prey Tutorial- Pulled In">><<set $analEscapeLink to "[Error]">><<set $depth to 2>><<set $predAnalStrain to 0>><<set $analFacing to 0>><<done>><<addclass "#crawlInAnal" "hide">><<addclass "#braceAnal" "hide">><</done>>\ <<set _tutorial to 0>><<set _displayWarning to false>><<set _rebel to 0>>\ <<if ($resilience > 0) or ($strength > 0)>><<set $resilience to 0>><<set $strength to 0>>@@color:grey;[Your strength and resilience have been reset to 0 for the purposes of the tutorial]@@ <</if>>\ "You wish to know about prey scenes involving anal vore? Excellent!" OSMI chirps, clasping her hands together and smiling. In an instant, the android woman places her hands on your shoulders and forces you into a kneeling position. She turns around to face away from you, revealing a shockingly plump rear that's partially concealed and snugly squeezed by the white plating from her thighs. "Please bear with me for a moment while I initiate the simulation!" she says, looking back at you over her shoulder. You hear some faint mechanical sounds as the metal plating shifts and recedes, letting her blue butt hang free and relaxed. OSMI reaches back to spread her cheeks, giving you a clear view of her synthetic asshole. Unlike the real thing, it quickly stretches wide open to allow for easy entry, letting you stare right into the tunnel of blue flesh that awaits you. Without much fanfare, she drops back to sit on your kneeling body, her aim so precise that you effortlessly slide into her all the way up to your waist in one smooth motion. She rises back to her feet and leans forward, leaving your legs dangling behind her for a moment. Then, the slick walls surrounding you clamp down and start to drag you deeper. In just a few seconds, you fully disappear inside of her. You can faintly hear the metal plating that was covering her ass slide back into place to definitively seal you inside as she returns to an upright position. You're trapped somewhere in the tight, slimy confines of the android woman's intestines--a perfectly accurate recreation of the real thing, with one exception. Her rubbery imitation flesh appears to be translucent, letting enough blue-tinted light through for you to see what you're doing. You can see the silhouettes of her hands resting on her belly from the outside. "You are now sealed within my colon! Under most circumstances, this is likely one of the last places you want to be! Let us explore the options you have available to get out of this predicament, shall we?" OSMI says.<<if $showNumbers or $classicDisplay>> <<set _displayWarning to true>><<set $showNumbers to false>><<set $classicDisplay to false>><<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<SidebarText>><</replace>>@@color:grey;[Note: For the purposes of the tutorial, you have been forced back into the default display mode. It is recommended that you keep it that way until the tutorial is over--it will reference values you cannot see in the sidebar in "Full Immersion" mode, and the exact number values shown in "Numbers On" will not all behave as expected due to the tutorial forcing some parameters for demonstration purposes.]@@<</if>> "First, I would like you to take a look at the sidebar! You should notice that there is a bit more information there than there was before I inserted you." "Underneath the time is an indicator of your current @@color:cyan;Stamina@@, which should be familiar to you since it is visible at all times. In anal scenes, @@color:cyan;every action you take will cost at least a little Stamina, and there is no way to regain any@@, so be sure to keep an eye on it! Luckily, it looks like you are @@color:lime;''Well Rested''@@ right now, which means you are good to go!" "Next, there is an indicator of your current position inside of me! This is shown in two parts--first is an indicator of your current @@color:cyan;Depth.@@ To escape a predator's intestines, @@color:cyan;you must either force your way back out of their rear, or take your chances in their stomach by pushing through as deep as you can.@@ There will always be five stages of depth, and while certain scenes will vary how each of those stages is labeled, they are //usually// represented from furthest out to deepest in as: @@color:cyan;At The Backdoor@@, @@color:cyan;Colon@@, @@color:cyan;Lower Small Intestine@@, @@color:cyan;Upper Small Intestine@@, and @@color:cyan;Nearly In Stomach.@@ The position you start in will vary by scene, so make sure you take note of it before you act! As you should see, you are currently in my @@color:yellow;Colon!@@" "The second position indicator you are shown is @@color:cyan;the direction you are facing@@, either toward your predator's stomach or toward their anus. This element is not as important as depth, but @@color:cyan;it is easier to successfully move in the direction you are facing@@, so you should still be aware of it! The inside of a predator's intestines are very cramped and much longer than they are wide, so turning yourself around is generally not an option--@@color:cyan;you will be locked to the direction you were facing when you made your entry.@@" "Below that is a section telling you about the current state of my Intestines, but we will not worry about that yet! For now, you probably want to get out of there, correct? Go ahead and try to @@color:cyan;Squirm Out!@@"<<set $sceneDefense to 0>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "analPreyOptions">></div>

<<if _tutorial is 4>> <<set $stamina to 100>> <<set $overexerted to false>> <<set _tutorial += 1>> <<set $noBrace to false>> <<replace "#actions">><<include "preyOptions">><</replace>> <<set $predAction to "squeeze">> <<set _predActionIntensity to 0>> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<addclass "#restStruggle" "hide">> <<addclass "#weakStruggle" "hide">> <<addclass "#normalStruggle" "hide">> <<addclass "#strongStruggle" "hide">> <<addclass "#allOutStruggle" "hide">> <<append "#digestion">> OSMI gently lifts her belly from below to steady it as a groaning sound rumbles through it from all your thrashing around. "Wow, a truly remarkable effort $name, I am impressed! Unfortunately, @@color:red;you just died!@@ Or, under normal circumstances you would have--luckily for you this is a simulation where I have restored you to normal capabilities again!" the android says cheerfully. "@@color:cyan;Give It All You've Got@@ is a special offensive action that @@color:cyan;consumes //all// of your remaining stamina to turn into one big attack!@@ The amount of damage dealt is based on how much stamina you had remaining--@@color:cyan;the higher your current stamina level, the more damage you will deal.@@ But remember, if you run out of @@color:cyan;Stamina@@ while in a stomach, you are doomed to digest, which means @@color:red;if 'Give It All You've Got' doesn't deal enough damage to escape, you lose!@@ Additionally, even if you do escape using it, you will be @@color:red;Overexerted@@ for the rest of the day, crippling your @@color:cyan;Stamina@@ level for any future vore encounters, so be sure to save this skill for emergencies only." "Up until now I have remained passive so that your abilities can be explained in isolation, but a real predator would not behave like that! To properly demonstrate the function of the final action you have at your disposal, I will first need to explain how the predator's side of these encounters works. Now please pardon my intrusion!" The walls around you suddenly tense up and push in on you. Not overwhelmingly hard, just enough pressure to squeeze you and offer some resistance. "There, my stomach is now squeezing you! If you direct your attention to the sidebar, you will see that the @@color:cyan;Current Threat@@ has been elevated. @@color:cyan;That means you will take some damage this turn if you do not do something to block it!@@ More on that in a moment, for now please look further down to the section on the sidebar labeled "OSMI's Stomach"." "The first section here should be self explanatory, it informs you how much health my stomach has left. @@color:cyan;Note that like your own health it will only update at certain thresholds of health lost@@--75%, 50%, and 25% of the predator's maximum health to be specific--so do not be discouraged if a single struggle does not seem to change it!" "Below that is an indicator of my stomach's current @@color:cyan;Power@@, which @@color:cyan;provides a buff or debuff to damage I deal with my actions@@, depending on if it is @@color:red;elevated@@ or @@color:lime;weakened@@ respectively. @@color:red;High Power@@ means that any damage coming your way from my actions--as indicated by @@color:cyan;Current Threat@@, remember--will be amplified and hit harder. Likewise, @@color:lime;low Power@@ means that any incoming damage will be reduced. Currently, my stomach's @@color:cyan;Power@@ is 'Normal', which means there is no change to the effects of my actions. Be aware that @@color:cyan;changes to Power will linger for multiple turns@@, slowly returning to normal over time rather than immediately resetting on the next turn!" "Next, we have an indicator of my stomach's current @@color:cyan;Resistance.@@ This tells you how effective your struggling will be this turn--if @@color:red;Resistance is elevated@@, @@color:cyan;some of the damage you attempt to deal to my stomach will be blocked.@@ If @@color:lime;Resistance is weakened@@, however, @@color:cyan;any damage you deal that turn will be boosted!@@" "Keep in mind that @@color:cyan;Resistance is a flat addition or reduction to damage dealt@@, meaning a conservative struggle will often be blocked entirely by @@color:red;elevated Resistance@@, while an aggressive one can push through to still deal some damage that turn--@@color:cyan;in fact, Struggle Aggressively will ignore 25% of you predator's Resistance!@@ By the same logic, the //extra// damage provided by @@color:lime;weakened Resistance@@ will be 25% lower for an aggressive struggle but the same for either of your other two struggle options, so in many cases it is actually more efficient to capitalize on the opportunity to get a hard hit in for less stamina using a conservative struggle!" "Now, to return to the matter at hand, I am currently squeezing you! You should see a reminder of this right above your actions, and you can see the effects it is having over on the sidebar. As we established before, the @@color:cyan;Current Threat@@ indicator is telling you that you are going to take damage this turn, so why don't you @@color:cyan;Brace Yourself?@@ <</append>> <<elseif ($health <= 0) or ($stamina <= 0)>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $stamina < 0>> Your arms start to tremble and shake, barely even making a dent in the stomach walls anymore when you try to push out. They drop to your sides like lead and you find it difficult just to lift them again. Your legs have given out on you as well--your energy is completely spent. <<else>> The pressure of the walls seems to get stronger and stronger, while your limbs feel weaker and weaker. Your skin tingles and burns all over, and your head is growing foggy and light. <</if>> "Oh my, would you look at that! It seems you have run out of @@color:cyan;Stamina@@ and can no longer resist my stomach. Unfortunately I will not be rescuing you this time, so this is goodbye! I hope you understand that I take no pleasure in this, it is simply what happens when you lose as prey!" OSMI hums a mechanical tune to herself as her stomach kicks into overdrive, grinding and squeezing you as her acids overwhelm you. In no time at all, your consciousness fades away. @@color:red;You have been digested!@@ [[Continue with the tutorial->Oral Prey Tutorial- End]] <</append>> <<else>> <<switch $acidStage>> <<case 1>> <<append "#digestion">> A groan rumbles through the artificial flesh surrounding you, and suddenly a faintly glowing blue-green liquid starts to trickle in through the walls. In no time at all, you're sitting in a small pool of it. It's warm and tingly--a stand in for stomach acid. @@color:yellow;Her stomach is starting to kick into gear, you need to get out!@@ <</append>> <<case 2>> <<append "#digestion">> Another groan shakes through OSMI's stomach, followed by a faint whirring sound as her fluorescent acid once again begins to pour in around you. Before long, you're submerged up to your shoulders in it. @@color:yellow;Her acids are rising, you won't survive much longer in here!@@ <</append>> <<case 3>> <<append "#digestion">> At OSMI's command, more acid floods into her stomach, leaving you struggling just to keep your head above the surface of the glowing liquid. @@color:yellow;You're almost completely submerged in her stomach acid, you need to get out now!@@ <</append>> <</switch>> <</if>>

<div id="actions" style="text-align:center" class ="hide">[this shouldn't be visible and is only included because of an awkward interaction with including the "preyOptions" passage a second time during the tutorial when the player technically loses the first time]<<include "preyOptions">></div><<set $overexerted to false>><<set $stamina to $staminaMax>><<set $health to $healthMax>>\ <<set _roll to random(1,2)>>\ Suddenly, you blink back into existence standing in front of OSMI, completely unharmed. Her stomach is bloated and faintly glowing, seemingly still packed with the sludge that used to be you during the demonstration. You decide not to question the logistics of how that works, seeing as this interaction is non-canon anyways. "Welcome back! I hope you found that experience helpful, you should now be equipped to take on a real predator!" OSMI chirps. "Though I know there was a lot to take in, so feel free to return for another demonstration whenever you would like!" You're somewhat distracted by her gut, which begins to pulse and let out all sorts of sloshing noises as it rapidly processes the contents leftover from the tutorial, shrinking down in size right before your eyes. It... seems to be getting siphoned off to be stored <<if _roll is 1>>in her chest, her breastplates subtly shifting to expand in size as her belly flattens.<<else>> somewhere in her thighs, the plates covering her upper legs subtly shifting to expand in size as her belly flattens.<</if>> "Oh, one final thing I should mention is that sometimes @@color:cyan;Stomach Power@@ and @@color:cyan;Stomach Resistance@@ will be influenced by the current circumstances of the scene rather than a direct action from your predator! For example, if your predator is laying on top of their belly while the scene is taking place, the passive pressure that puts on you may broadly increase @@color:cyan;Stomach Resistance@@ regardless of what your predator is doing during any given turn," she explains. She acknowledges her stomach's efforts for the first time by giving it a brief pat as it returns to being fully flat. "Farewell, and good luck out there!" <<back [[Go back to the tutorial hub->Tutorial Landing Page]]>> <<back [[Return to the game|$tutorialStateSave]]>>

<<if _tutorial is 0>> <<set _tutorial += 1>> <<set $turn to 0>> <<set $predHealth to 1000>> <<addclass "#weakStruggle" "hide">> <<removeclass "#normalStruggle" "hide">> <<append "#digestion">> "Great work, I could almost feel that!" OSMI says in a cheery voice, patting her belly. "@@color:cyan;Struggle Conservatively@@ is an offensive action that deals a small amount of damage to your predator's stomach. @@color:cyan;It costs the least stamina of any of your actions@@ and is also the most efficient in terms of damage dealt relative to that cost. However, because @@color:cyan;its damage output is small@@ it is easy for predators to negate it with their actions, and it cannot be exclusively relied on if you want to escape before you are turned into soup." "Next, go ahead and ramp things up with a normal @@color:cyan;Struggle!@@" <</append>> <<elseif _tutorial is 1>> <<set _tutorial += 1>> <<set $turn to 0>> <<set $predHealth to 1000>> <<addclass "#normalStruggle" "hide">> <<removeclass "#strongStruggle" "hide">> <<append "#digestion">> OSMI burps--or rather, plays a burp sound effect from a speaker somewhere on her body from the sounds of it. "Excellent, that had much more of an impact!" she says. "@@color:cyan;Struggle@@ is a stronger offensive action, @@color:cyan;costing more stamina@@ but @@color:cyan;dealing more damage in a single turn.@@" "Now this time I want you to push yourself even harder with @@color:cyan;Struggle Aggressively!@@" <</append>> <<elseif _tutorial is 2>> <<set _tutorial += 1>> <<set $stamina to 59>> <<set $turn to 0>> <<set $predHealth to 1000>> <<addclass "#strongStruggle" "hide">> <<removeclass "#restStruggle" "hide">> <<append "#digestion">> "Wow, you were really fighting hard, I am impressed!" OSMI says, giving you a congratulatory pat on the head through her translucent belly. "@@color:cyan;Struggle Aggressively@@ is @@color:cyan;the strongest normal offensive action in your arsenal@@, but uses up a large amount of stamina--@@color:cyan;with starting stats, it costs approximately 25% of your total stamina!@@ It is very useful if you are desperate and need to deal a lot of damage fast or need to overcome a predator's defense, but be sure to use it wisely!" "Oh dear, have you been paying attention to your @@color:cyan;Stamina@@? It looks like you are @@color:yellow;tired@@ after all that struggling. I would recommend that you try out a @@color:cyan;Rest!@@" <</append>> <<elseif _tutorial is 3>> <<set _tutorial += 1>> <<set $turn to 0>> <<set $predHealth to 1000>> <<addclass "#restStruggle" "hide">> <<removeclass "#allOutStruggle" "hide">> <<append "#digestion">> "There, much better, correct?" OSMI chirps. "@@color:cyan;Rest@@ is a very important action that @@color:cyan;allows you to regain some of your stamina in the middle of a struggle!@@ However, a predator's stomach will not just wait around while you relax, so be careful! @@color:cyan;By resting, you are giving your predator a free turn where you are defenseless and not hurting their stomach in exchange for stamina.@@" "Well, now that you are better rested, how about you @@color:cyan;Give It All You've Got!@@" <</append>> <<elseif _tutorial is 5>> <<set _tutorial += 1>> <<set $turn to 0>> <<set $predHealth to 1000>> <<addclass "#braceStruggle" "hide">> <<removeclass "#weakStruggle" "hide">> <<removeclass "#normalStruggle" "hide">> <<removeclass "#strongStruggle" "hide">> <<set $predAction to "tease">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> OSMI's stomach loosens again and she gives you an approving pat from the outside. "Very good! @@color:cyan;Brace Yourself@@ is a defensive action that @@color:cyan;reduces the amount of damage you take from your predator's action!@@ By using it while I was squeezing you, you avoided losing any health from it. It does cost @@color:cyan;Stamina@@ just like your offensive actions, of course, so you will have to balance protecting yourself with dealing damage to your predator!" "With that, we have now covered all of your actions! Let us try putting them to use. I have unlocked all of your offensive actions, now go ahead and let me have it for a few turns!" OSMI says cheerfully. She rests one of her hands on her gut. "Of course, you could never hope to damage my stomach in any meaningful way, but give it a try all the same!" <</append>> <<elseif _tutorial is 6>> <<set _tutorial += 1>> <<set $turn to 0>> <<set $predAction to "tease">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Yes, keep it up! Did you notice how my teasing lowered my @@color:cyan;Resistance@@? Remember to always keep an eye on what your predator is doing!" OSMI chirps. "Now please hit me again!" <</append>> <<elseif _tutorial is 7>> <<set _tutorial += 1>> <<set $turn to 2>> <<set $predAction to "massage">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<removeclass "#restStruggle" "hide">> <<append "#digestion">> "There, great work! @@color:cyan;That message indicates that you have successfully lowered my health below 75%, meaning you are one step closer to escape!@@ Note how the indicator on the sidebar has also updated to keep you appraised of this." "A key thing to keep in mind is that @@color:cyan;your predator is not aimlessly choosing their actions and will often react to the struggle you are putting up.@@ The current health of their stomach is the most common factor that will influence their choice of action, but some will even directly react to the action you took last turn, so keep your wits about you!" "As you have lowered my stomach's health, I will now demonstrate a rather unique action predators can take that allows them to mildly heal their stomach: massage." As soon as she says the word, OSMI begins to run her hands along her belly in precise, soothing patterns. "Normally, struggling to offset this benefit might be advisable if you can afford it, but for now I have restored your ability to rest and recommend you use that to progress to the next turn." <</append>> <<elseif _tutorial is 8>> <<set _tutorial += 1>> <<set $turn to 5>> <<set $predAction to "shake">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $lastAction != "rest">>"Oh my, you are rather energetic I see!<<else>>"Thank you for following instructions!<</if>> What I was trying to demonstrate there is a unique interaction between a predator's @@color:cyan;massage@@ and your @@color:cyan;rest@@: If you @@color:cyan;rest while your predator is massaging themself@@, you will @@color:cyan;regain nearly twice as much Stamina as normal!@@ There is one other interaction like this to be aware of as well: if you @@color:cyan;rest while your predator is taunting you@@, you will @@color:cyan;regain only half as much Stamina as you normally would.@@ Regardless, I have manually set your @@color:cyan;Stamina@@ level this turn for the purposes of the tutorial!" "Now, did you see that message about the acid level rising? This is a critical scene factor to pay attention to!" "@@color:red;At the start of every turn, you will take ''unblockable'' damage based on the current acid level@@, which you can check at the bottom of the sidebar. While I am manually controlling it for the purposes of this tutorial, @@color:cyan;in a normal prey scene, the acid level will rise every three turns.@@" "Not only that, but another factor I have not yet mentioned is that @@color:cyan;your actions will cost slightly more stamina every turn, or in the case of rest //restore// slightly //less// stamina!@@ Between rising acids and your own growing exhaustion, @@color:cyan;a predator's stomach will grow increasingly inhospitable the longer the scene lasts@@ even if the predator is being completely passive, so be sure to focus on getting out as soon as possible!" "Now that there is some acid in my stomach, I will demonstrate another unique predator action: shake!" OSMI chirps. "The effects of this action will change depending on the current acid level, so be sure to pay attention when you encounter it in the real game!" You watch as the dark silhouettes of her hands grab the sides of her belly. After a brief pause, she starts to vigorously shake it side to side, sending the acid splashing chaotically around you. "Normally bracing would be highly advisable at this point, but I have intentionally not enabled that action to ensure you take damage this turn. My apologies!" <</append>> <<elseif _tutorial is 9>> <<set _tutorial += 1>> <<set $turn to 8>> <<set $stamina to 30>> <<set $predAction to "none">> <<addclass "#restStruggle" "hide">> <<append "#digestion">> "Apologies again for that added intensity, a single shake action would not actually deal enough damage to trigger a health loss message," OSMI says, giving her belly an apologetic pat. "As you should have seen, your health has fallen by more than 25% after that, resulting in both a warning message and a change in the sidebar indicator. @@color:cyan;Remember, you will be digested if you run out of health, so always pay attention to it!@@" "I did not call attention to it last turn, but you should have also noticed that shaking my belly @@color:red;elevated@@ my stomach's @@color:cyan;Power@@. Note that @@color:cyan;even though I am no longer taking an action this turn, it has not quite returned to normal!@@ Because I am not doing anything to personally damage you this turn, as indicated by the @@color:cyan;Current Threat@@ being 'Calm', this elevated power does not actually matter this turn--@@color:cyan;it does not apply to acid damage, only predator actions.@@" "We have almost reached the end of this demonstration! The situation is not looking good for you, with my stomach unharmed and my acid soon to rise even further. I have manually set your @@color:cyan;Stamina@@ value for the purposes of one last factor to explain next turn, but for now why don't you try struggling?" <</append>> <<elseif _tutorial is 10>> <<set _tutorial += 1>> <<append "#digestion">> "Good! Now, take a look at your actions. At least @@color:cyan;Struggle Aggressively@@ is now red instead of purple*, correct?" OSMI says, completely unaffected by your struggling. "This indicates that you do not have enough @@color:cyan;Stamina@@ to perform an action. @@color:cyan;You are still able to use an action highlighted in red and receive it's full benefit, but if you fail to escape that turn you will lose and be digested@@, and even if you do escape it will leave you @@color:red;overexerted@@--just like @@color:cyan;Give It All You've Got.@@ @@color:grey;[*OrchidLabs^^TM^^ would like to apologize if this change is difficult to perceive for players who are colorblind and is open to suggestions for an alternate color scheme that would be more discernable]@@ "Now, having said that, please finish off the tutorial by using @@color:cyan;Struggle Aggressively.@@" <</append>> <<elseif _tutorial is 11>> <<set _tutorial += 1>> <<set $sceneAttack to 999>> <<set $sceneDefense to 999>> <<set _predActionIntensity to 3>> <<set $predAction to "crush">> <<addclass "#weakStruggle" "hide">> <<addclass "#normalStruggle" "hide">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Oh come now, do not be silly!" OSMI says with a modulated laugh. "You have to lose this one!" In an instant, her stomach clamps down so hard that you can't even breathe--not that it would do you any good, as the pressure completely submerges you in her stomach acid. You're completely overwhelmed, there's nothing you can do to resist at this point. <</append>> <</if>>

<<if _tutorial is 0>> <<set $preyAction to "rest">> <<set _tutorial += 1>> <<append "#digestion">> "Under normal circumstances, you will have five options available to you: @@color:cyan;Relax@@, @@color:cyan;Taunt@@, @@color:cyan;Massage@@, @@color:cyan;Squeeze@@, and @@color:cyan;Crush!@@ For now, I have hidden all of your options except @@color:cyan;Squeeze@@. Please select it to continue!" <</append>> <<elseif _tutorial is 1>> <<set $preyAction to "rest">> <<set _tutorial += 1>> <<set $noSqueeze to true>> <<addclass "#squeeze" "hide">> <<removeclass "#crush" "hide">> <<append "#digestion">> "Great work, I could feel you pushing hard!" OSMI chirps. "@@color:cyan;Squeeze@@ is your basic offensive action that will @@color:cyan;deal a mild amount of damage to your prey@@ if they are not braced against you. @@color:cyan;You should use it when you want to put a little extra pressure on your prey to remind them who is in charge!@@" "Next, I would like you push much harder than that and @@color:cyan;Crush@@ me!" <</append>> <<elseif _tutorial is 2>> <<set $preyAction to "rest">> <<set _tutorial += 1>> <<addclass "#crush" "hide">> <<removeclass "#massage" "hide">> <<append "#digestion">> "Wow, incredible effort! If it were possible for you to hurt me, I would be very worried right now!" OSMI says cheerfully. "@@color:cyan;Crush@@ is a very powerful action that @@color:cyan;can be used both offensively and defensively!@@ If your prey is not braced against you, it will both @@color:cyan;block a significant amount of incoming damage@@, and @@color:cyan;deal quite a lot of damage to your poor prey.@@ However, @@color:cyan;Crush@@ is a very expensive action and @@color:cyan;Stamina is in fairly limited supply during pred scenes@@, so be sure to use it sparingly!" "Now, please use a lighter touch this time and give yourself a @@color:cyan;Massage!@@" <</append>> <<elseif _tutorial is 3>> <<set $preyAction to "rest">> <<set _tutorial += 1>> <<addclass "#massage" "hide">> <<removeclass "#relax" "hide">> <<append "#digestion">> "That felt delightful, thank you!" OSMI says. "@@color:cyan;Massage@@ is a very useful defensive action! If your prey is currently struggling, it will @@color:cyan;block a significant amount of the incoming damage@@, and if they are idle it will instead @@color:cyan;heal some of your stomach health!@@" "You also should have noticed an extra message that turn about your stomach kicking into gear! If you look over on the sidebar, you will see that @@color:cyan;your stomach's acid level has risen!@@ Remember that this means from now on, I will be taking damage every turn no matter what either of us do. @@color:cyan;Your acid level will increase every 3 turns until your stomach is completely full!@@" "Now that things are heating up in here, go ahead and @@color:cyan;Relax@@--just sit back and let your stomach handle things for a bit!" <</append>> <<elseif _tutorial is 4>> <<set $preyAction to "rest">> <<set _tutorial += 1>> <<addclass "#relax" "hide">> <<removeclass "#taunt" "hide">> <<append "#digestion">> "There, wasn't that nice?" OSMI chirps. "@@color:cyan;Relax@@ is a very simple action that allows you to ignore your prey and do nothing for a turn. It @@color:cyan;costs no Stamina@@, but @@color:cyan;generally does not accomplish anything either.@@ However, if your prey was @@color:cyan;resting@@ when you used it, you will actually regain a small amount of @@color:cyan;Stamina!@@ @@color:yellow;This is the //only// opportunity you will have to replenish some of your Stamina during a pred scene@@, so make sure you take advantage of the opportunity when it arises!" "Finally, let us take a look at your remaining action, @@color:cyan;Taunt!@@" <</append>> <<elseif _tutorial is 5>> <<set $preyAction to "struggle">> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<removeclass "#actionReminder" "hide">> <<set _tutorial += 1>> <<set $stamina to 100>> <<addclass "#taunt" "hide">> <<removeclass "#massage" "hide">> <<append "#digestion">> "Wow, how rude of you $name--well done!" OSMI says. "@@color:cyan;Taunt@@ is a dangerous risk/reward action. Like Relax it @@color:cyan;does not cost any Stamina@@, but instead of leaving them alone @@color:cyan;it will actively provoke and frustrate your prey.@@ This can sometimes have the tactical benefit of pushing your prey to tire themselves out faster when applied wisely, or you can simply use it when you wish to be mean to your prey--I will not judge!" "Now that I have become @@color:orange;frustrated@@, I will stop to explain the prey section of the sidebar!" "The first indicator shows you my current @@color:cyan;Health@@, which should be self explanatory. This indicator works the same way as the one for your own health, only updating when I drop below 75%, 50%, and 25% of my maximum health." "Below that is an indicator of my current @@color:cyan;Frustration@@! When your prey is @@color:orange;frustrated@@, you will @@color:cyan;both //take// more damage from their attacks and //deal// more damage with your own!@@ Additionally, @@color:orange;frustrated@@ prey are more likely to act aggressively, and raising their @@color:cyan;Frustration@@ enough will often cause them to vent it in one big, exhausting attack. Which leads us to..." "...the final indicator on the list, showing you my current @@color:cyan;Exhaustion!@@ When prey become @@color:yellowgreen;exhausted@@, they will @@color:cyan;deal less damage with their attacks.@@ Additionally, @@color:yellowgreen;exhausted@@ prey will be much more likely to rest to regain their energy, giving you an opening to restore some @@color:cyan;Stamina@@ or @@color:cyan;Stomach Health@@ using @@color:cyan;Relax@@ or @@color:cyan;Massage@@ respectively!" "Since you have so rudely provoked me with your taunt, I will now struggle to get out! You should see a reminder of this indicated above your actions," OSMI says. You feel her start to very gently push out against the walls of your stomach at regular intervals. "Since it is your @@color:cyan;main defensive action@@, I recommend you use a @@color:cyan;Massage@@ to avoid taking damage!" <</append>> <<elseif _tutorial is 6>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<set _tutorial += 1>> <<set $preyFrustration to 0>> <<set _startFrustration to 0>> <<addclass "#massage" "hide">> <<removeclass "#relax" "hide">> <<append "#digestion">> "Excellent work, your soothing efforts prevented my struggling from having any effect on your stomach's health!" OSMI says. "And did you notice that your acid level has risen again?" "Ah, but, oh dear, that means things are getting quite dangerous for me in here. I am terribly concerned that I will be digested if I do not get out soon!" OSMI says in a cheery, very unconcerned voice. You grunt and stumble forward as she abruptly starts to pummel the walls of your stomach, your gut visibly writhing from all the movement. "My apologies, but for the purposes of the tutorial I have removed your ability to hinder me this turn! Simply @@color:cyan;Relax@@ and allow me to punish your stomach!" <</append>> <<elseif _tutorial is 7>> <<set $preyAction to "rest">> <<set _tutorial += 1>> <<addclass "#relax" "hide">> <<removeclass "#massage" "hide">> <<append "#digestion">> "There, did you see that message? My thrashing did some serious damage to your stomach, as reflected by the change in the @@color:cyan;Stomach Health@@ indicator on the sidebar," OSMI says. "Oh, but did you notice what else happened? By letting me continue thrashing unimpeded until I wore myself out, I have gained some @@color:cyan;Exhaustion!@@ Prey will always tire themselves out when @@color:cyan;thrashing@@ //unless// you @@color:cyan;Massage@@ them, so consider whether blocking immediate damage or having @@color:yellowgreen;exhausted@@ prey will be more valuable to you when choosing your action in response. This turn, I will be @@color:cyan;resting@@ to recover my strength as a result." "Remember, your @@color:cyan;Massage@@ action can restore some of your stomach health if your prey isn't struggling! This effect is most potent when your prey is @@color:cyan;resting@@, so please take advantage of that now!" <</append>> <<elseif _tutorial is 8>> <<set $preyAction to "probe">> <<set _tutorial += 1>> <<set $preyExhaustion to 0>> <<set _startExhaustion to 0>> <<removeclass "#squeeze" "hide">> <<append "#digestion">> "You are feeling much better now, correct? Look at how your @@color:cyan;Stomach Health@@ has improved on the sidebar after that @@color:cyan;Massage!@@" OSMI chirps. "Now this turn, I will be @@color:cyan;probing@@ your stomach walls for weak points! This is a special action that allows prey to set themselves up for the next turn--if you do not act aggressively to punish prey that are using @@color:cyan;probe@@, your @@color:cyan;Resistance@@ will be lowered on the next turn! I have re-enabled the @@color:cyan;Squeeze@@ action to allow you to properly counter me." <</append>> <<elseif _tutorial is 9>> <<set $preyAction to "brace">> <<set _tutorial += 1>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $lastAction is "massage">>"Oh dear, while I appreciate the relaxing @@color:cyan;Massage@@, that was not a wise move for you! Do you see how your @@color:cyan;Resistance@@ dropped this turn as a result of leaving me alone?" OSMI says. "Still, I will be kind and proceed as if you had properly acted aggressively last turn rather than taking advantage of this!"<<else>>"Good job, thank you for following instructions!" OSMI chirps. "As you can see, your @@color:cyan;Resistance@@ remains unchanged since you took action to disrupt my plans!"<</if>> "As you should have noticed, I took enough damage to fall below a health threshold after your aggressive action last turn<<if $lastAction is "massage">> ;) <</if>>!" she continues<<if $lastAction is "massage">>, momentarily confusing you as she audibly says "semicolon open parenthesis" at the end to acknowledge that you did not, in fact, use an aggressive action<</if>>. "Additionally, your stomach is now completely filled with acid! If I were not made of indigestible metal, I would be in serious trouble!" "In light of these hostile conditions, I will be @@color:cyan;bracing@@ this turn! This is a tricky action for you to counter--if you @@color:cyan;Squeeze@@ or @@color:cyan;Crush@@ me, it will deal little to no damage this turn, though the latter will give me some @@color:cyan;Exhaustion.@@ However, if you do not act aggressively, I will be able to work myself into a more defensive position and not only lower your @@color:cyan;Power@@, but regenerate a small amount of my health. There is not always a clear correct choice here, so go ahead and use either of the actions you still have available to proceed!" <</append>> <<elseif _tutorial is 10>> <<set $preyAction to "rest">> <<set _tutorial += 1>> <<addclass "#massage" "hide">> <<addclass "#squeeze" "hide">> <<removeclass "#relax" "hide">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $lastAction is "massage">>"Good choice, using @@color:cyan;Massage@@ while your prey is @@color:cyan;bracing@@ will still heal you a small amount since they are inactive!" OSMI says. "However, notice how your @@color:cyan;Power@@ has now been lowered! Be careful, powerful prey can almost completely neutralize your aggressive actions if you let them get away with bracing too often!"<<else>>"Good choice, by using @@color:cyan;Squeeze@@ against me you have prevented me from gaining any lasting benefit from @@color:cyan;bracing!@@" OSMI says. "Against weaker prey, this is not usually necessary, however powerful prey can almost completely neutralize your aggressive actions if you let them get away with bracing too often!"<</if>> "Now, while it will not often come into play, there is one last factor that can affect pred scenes to consider: your @@color:cyan;Capacity@@! Your stomach only has a certain amount of room to fit your prey, and @@color:red;there are consequences to disregarding that limit.@@ Please @@color:cyan;Relax@@ and allow me to demonstrate..." <</append>> <<elseif _tutorial is 11>> <<set $preyAction to "rest">> <<set _tutorial += 1>> <<set $fullness to 6>> <<set $preyWeakened to -(3 * Math.max(0,($fullness - $capacity)))>> <<set $preyVulnerable to -Math.max(0,($fullness - $capacity))>> <<append "#digestion">> You start to hear a muffled, mechanical whirring sound come from your stomach, along with a strange shifting sensation. You grunt and stumble forward as that sensation quickly turns painful, clutching your belly. It's then that you realize what's happening--you can feel your gut getting bigger. OSMI is expanding inside of you, stretching your stomach past its usual limits! "There we are, I have returned to my usual size! I am aware that this is too much for you, my apologies for the discomfort!" OSMI chirps from inside of your bloated, strained belly. "I will make this as quick as I can! If you look at the sidebar, you should now see that you are @@color:red;Overstuffed@@, which has had a debilitating effect on your @@color:cyan;Power@@ and @@color:cyan;Resistance@@! Additionally, you will @@color:red;immediately take damage at the start of a scene@@ and be @@color:red;unable to use crush@@ if you are @@color:red;Overstuffed.@@" "By the same logic, @@color:cyan;if your prey takes up less than half of your stomach's capacity, you will instead receive a number of beneficial effects!@@ However, this is an even rarer occurrence than managing to overstuff yourself and I am incapable of shrinking myself enough to demonstrate, so you will have to discover those effects on your own when the opportunity arises." "Thank you for bearing with me, just give me a moment to return to normal size..." <</append>> <<elseif _tutorial is 12>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<set _tutorial += 1>> <<set _incomingDamage to 999>> <<set $fullness to 5>> <<removeclass "#taunt" "hide">> <<append "#digestion">> You sigh with relief as your stomach begins to contract back to a more bearable size as OSMI shrinks herself back down with a slew of muffled mechanical noises. "There, I am sure that feels better! And congratulation, with that we have completed the tutorial, you should now know everything you need to know about being a predator!" OSMI says cheerfully. There's a pause punctuated by a groan from your stomach. "Now, unfortunately I am completely indigestible, so please pardon me while I extract myself your gut..." Immediately, you cry out as an intense, throbbing pain rocks through your stomach. OSMI pushes out against the walls with so much force you're afraid you might pop, then relaxes for a moment, only to push out again. <</append>> <</if>> <<append "#digestion">> <</append>>

/*This isn't actually used for anything due to the unique circumstances of the tutorial scene, it just needs to exist for the pred scene to function with the way the system is set up*/

<<set $fullness to 0>>\ Naturally, your stomach almost immediately caves under the pressure of her overwhelming assault, clamping down hard around her body and desperately trying to force her out. As soon as she starts to get pushed back into your throat, she shifts her efforts toward expediting her escape, making the painful process of the android woman climbing out of your body mercifully short. You crumple over on the floor, coughing, as she calmly rises to her feet and walks away from you. While you recover from the ordeal, she expands her body back to its usual size and once again stands with her arms outstretched. Two hoses drop down from the ceiling, one of them spraying her with water to rinse off the slimy coating your body gave her, the other blowing a torrent of hot air to dry her off. She smiles as if nothing happened while they retract back out of sight and you struggle up onto your feet. "This concludes the predator tutorial, I hope you found that experience helpful!<<if $lastAction is "taunt">> And may I say, it was quite bold of you to taunt me while I was putting up such aggressive resistance, I admire your confidence!<</if>>" OSMI chirps. "Though I know there was a lot to take in, so feel free to return for another demonstration whenever you would like!" "Oh, one final thing I should mention is that sometimes @@color:cyan;Stomach Power@@ and @@color:cyan;Stomach Resistance@@ will be influenced by the current circumstances of the scene rather than anything you or your prey are doing! For example, if you recently ate something that would upset your stomach, it might reduce your @@color:cyan;Resistance@@ regardless of what you or your prey are doing during any given turn," she explains. "Farewell, and good luck out there!" <<back [[Go back to the tutorial hub->Tutorial Landing Page]]>> <<back [[Return to the game|$tutorialStateSave]]>>

<<Time 19.5>><<set $ateBetty to false>><<set $showedBettyMercy to true>>\ You sigh, a little uncertain about what you're about to do. Resting your hands on the underside of your belly, you stand up straight, tightening your stomach muscles a little. "Alright, listen up in there," you say, squeezing her tighter to put a stop to her struggling. "You're not getting out of there on your own, you know that, right? It's obvious that if I wanted to, I //could// digest you?" "Thats..! Ugh..." Betty says with a resigned grunt, briefly pushing out against the walls of your stomach. Emma is giving you a somewhat confused look. "I'll take that as a yes," you say, giving your gut a little bounce. The sound of sloshing acid from even that small movement helps to reinforce your point. "Now, I //should// just finish you off, because I really don't //*urp*// think you deserve this, but luckily for you <<if $eatenByBetty>>one of the people<<else>>the main person<</if>> you started shit with is literally the nicest girl I've ever met. So," you continue, squeezing your belly for emphasis as you talk. "I'm going to let you out of there, but the next time you think about taunting us for being 'pathetic' or 'garbage', I want you to remember this and leave us the fuck alone, got it? Or I'll pick up where we left off here." "You would... what..?" Betty mumbles inside of you, staying completely still. Emma gives you a shocked look, almost seeming a little conflicted. Then she quickly looks away as you start to push in on your belly to force Betty out. It takes you a minute to get it right and the whole endeavor is far from comfortable, but after a little while your stomach gets the message and clamps down around your prey. Her body squeezes up your throat and out onto the floor of the hallway, briefly getting stuck when her chest pops back into your mouth before the rest of her slides out toward freedom. She slowly pushes herself up onto her knees, staring off into the middle distance like she's in shock. You take the fact that she's not enraged as a surprisingly good sign. <<if $turn > 7>>She's completely naked, her body coated with stomach acid<<else>>Her outfit is in tatters, her shorts completely gone, and every inch of her is coated in stomach acid<</if>>. Her hair is matted and wild, draping over most of her body now that your stomach has freed it from its ponytail. She shakily gets to her feet, turning her gaze to you with an unreadable look in her eyes. "You... why..." she mumbles. Her eyes narrow, and she glances between you and Emma. "I..." she starts to say, but never finishes her thought. Instead, she silently shuffles over to get her boots and necklace off the ground, then walks off down the hall without another word. "Well that went... well? I think..?" you say with a laugh. "Sorry about the--" "Thank you $name," Emma says, cutting you off with a hug. "That was really cool of you..." "Well, I know you were really hesitant to handle things this way," you reply with a smile. "But we can agree that she's definitely out of chances at this point, right?" "Oh yeah, if that didn't teach her to at least leave //us// alone she's hopeless," Emma chuckles. "Um, can we uh, move away from the vomit puddle now..?" "Good idea," you say with a laugh. The two of you start to make your way back to your dorm, heading for the bridge and leaving the aftermath of Betty's merciful release behind.<<if $emmaRel > 2>> "...nicest girl you've ever met, huh?" Emma says with a slight blush as you walk. "Don't let it go to your head," you chuckle.<</if>><<if $emmaRel < 4>> <<Emma 1>><</if>> <<include "playerPredFail">>[[Return to your dorm->September 6th- Night 2]]

<<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "strain">> <<include "genericAnalPreyStruggle">> <<case "move">> <<if _tutorial is 1>> <<append "#digestion">> You do your best to wriggle backwards, inching yourself back the way you came as OSMI calmly leaves you to your work. After a while, you feel your feet bump against a dead end. @@color:lime;You're almost out!@@ "Well done! I know it is difficult to move backwards like that, but you have successfully managed to lodge yourself back in my rectum!" OSMI chirps. "You should see your change in position noted by the message above and a change in the sidebar." "Unlike normal prey scenes, @@color:cyan;anal scenes can almost be compared to a game of Rock, Paper, Scissors.@@ Rather than reacting to what the other is doing using careful strategy, @@color:cyan;both you and your predator will choose an action at the same time, and the outcome is based on how those actions match up.@@ For example, if you try to squirm out and they try to pull you in, the most likely outcome is a stalemate where you do not move anywhere, though there is a small chance for one of you to get your way. @@color:cyan;More skilled predators will be more likely to get their way, and you will be more likely to succeed if you try to move in the direction you are facing.@@ To be specific, moving deeper in is easier while facing toward your predator's stomach, while moving further out is easier while facing towards their ass." "Now that a turn has passed, you should be seeing an indicator telling you about my actions right above your own. Of course, as mentioned, you can only see what I did //last// turn, not know what my intent is this turn. This is often not particularly useful, but paying attention to it can help you get a feel for your predator's behavior so you can make an educated guess about what they might do this turn. @@color:cyan;While every predator is unique, they will generally fall into two categories--those that relentlessly try to pull you deeper in, and those that try to keep you trapped somewhere in the middle of their guts to drain your stamina.@@" "Generally, your strategy as prey in anal scenes should be to decide early on what direction you want to go and stick to it--@@color:cyan;Stamina is limited and you will be completely at your predator's mercy if you run out, so whichever way you go you definitely want to get out of their intestines as quickly as possible!@@ Do you think you stand a chance at escaping the way you came in, or do you think your odds are better against their stomach? There isn't always a clear answer, but it's in your best interest to commit to whichever you choose!" "As far as your current situation, I can tell you that my anal cavity is sealed with a barrier that human strength cannot overcome even with optimal leverage! Therefore, your only real option is to @@color:cyan;Squirm In@@ deeper and head for my stomach!" <</append>> <<elseif _tutorial is 2>> <<append "#digestion">> With OSMI helping you along, you're easily able to push yourself deeper into the warmth of her body and away from the exit, squirming through the constricting walls until you need to stop to rest. @@color:yellow;You are in her colon.@@ "Excellent, welcome back to the depths of my colon!" OSMI chirps. "Because you tried to move in the same direction I tried to pull you, it was guaranteed that you would move deeper that turn! And because there was no resistance, you used much less @@color:cyan;Stamina@@ than you might have otherwise!" "Now, while your abilities are much more limited in anal scenes than in normal prey scenes, you do still have one last action at your disposal! Please go ahead and @@color:cyan;Brace Yourself@@ this turn!" <</append>> <<elseif _tutorial is 4>> <<set _tutorial += 1>> <<append "#digestion">> Despite your best efforts, OSMI's robotic strength is just too powerful to overcome. You're helplessly dragged through the sphincter you'd been pressed against. The flesh around you now is smoother than before, but somehow even tighter. @@color:yellow;You passed into her small intestine.@@ "Good effort! Unfortunately, I am much too strong for you to resist!" OSMI says cheerfully. "While you may have lost ground, take a look at the status of my intestines now! It is not a complete loss when you are pulled in the opposite direction you intended to move--@@color:cyan;being pulled or pushed against your will increases strain almost as much as bracing.@@" "When it comes to 'contested' actions like that, there is a simple inverse relationship between @@color:cyan;Stamina@@ used and strain inflicted on the predator in order to prevent you from being punished too harshly! If you succeed in moving the way you wanted despite resistance from the predator, you will use the most @@color:cyan;Stamina@@ of any possible outcome, while causing the least strain. If you are instead overpowered and moved in the opposite direction you tried to go, you will use less @@color:cyan;Stamina@@ and inflict much more strain on your predator. So, no effort is ever completely wasted!" "After your failed action, you should now see in the sidebar that my intestines are @@color:lime;''overworked''@@, and rather than telling you about my prior action the reminder above your actions is informing you about my weakened state. @@color:cyan;This means you have successfully strained my intestines enough that I will have to rest next turn!@@ Make sure you use this opportunity wisely, @@color:cyan;it is the only time you can be absolutely certain you will get your way when you try to move!@@" "Of course, as I have established your only option here is to head towards my stomach, so I have removed all of your actions except @@color:cyan;Squirm In@@, my apologies!" <</append>> <<elseif _tutorial is 5>> <<append "#digestion">> You manage to push forward even deeper into $predName's body, but the winding passage of her intestines never seems to end. When you pause to rest, it still feels like you're exactly where you started. @@color:yellow;You are somewhere in her small intestine.@@ "Good work, it is just a little farther now!" OSMI chirps. "Before you proceed, please take a look at the sidebar and note how the @@color:cyan;Power@@ of my intestines has been reduced! @@color:cyan;Whenever a predator loses a turn to strain, they will be permanently weaker for the rest of the struggle@@, making them less effective at stopping you from moving how you want! @@color:cyan;It also becomes easier to push them over the strain limit the next time every time they are forced to rest.@@" "Sometimes a predator can also //raise// their power temporarily, so keep an eye on it! For now, please carry on toward my stomach!" <</append>> <<elseif _tutorial is 6>> <<append "#digestion">> You keep squirming forward, pushing yourself through the tight passage of her small intestine toward her stomach. After a little while, you reach an even tighter section that resists your attempts to push through and forces you to stop. You also notice that your surroundings are actually being faintly illuminated by whatever is on the other side. @@color:yellow;You are nearly in her stomach.@@ "Just like that, you are almost there! I have prepared a bath for you, please come in!" OSMI says with a modulated laugh. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericAnalPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<default>> <<include "genericAnalPreyStruggle">> <</switch>>

<<if !_displayWarning and ($showNumbers or $classicDisplay)>> <<append "#digestion">> <<set $showNumbers to false>><<set $classicDisplay to false>><<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<SidebarText>><</replace>> <<set _displayWarning to true>> @@color:grey;[Note: For the purposes of the tutorial, you have been forced back into the default display mode. It is recommended that you keep it that way until the tutorial is over--it will reference values you cannot see in the sidebar in "Full Immersion" mode, and the exact number values shown in "Numbers On" will not all behave as expected due to the tutorial forcing some parameters for demonstration purposes.]@@ <</append>> <<elseif (_rebel is 0) and ($showNumbers or $classicDisplay)>> <<append "#digestion">> <<set $showNumbers to false>><<set $classicDisplay to false>><<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<SidebarText>><</replace>> <<set _rebel to 1>> @@color:grey;[OrchidLabs^^TM^^ would like to remind the user that the tutorial is meant to be viewed in the default display mode.]@@ <</append>> <<elseif (_rebel is 1) and ($showNumbers or $classicDisplay)>> <<append "#digestion">> <<set $showNumbers to false>><<set $classicDisplay to false>><<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<SidebarText>><</replace>> <<set _rebel to 2>> @@color:grey;[Alright then rebel, change the display mode and be confused if you want, I won't reset it again after this :P]@@ <</append>> <</if>> <<set _tutorial += 1>> <<if _tutorial is 1>> <<set $predAction to "rest">> <<include "standardAnalPreyOutcome">> <<toggleclass "#crawlOutAnal" "hide">> <<toggleclass "#crawlInAnal" "hide">> <<elseif _tutorial is 2>> <<set $predAction to "in">> <<include "standardAnalPreyOutcome">> <<toggleclass "#crawlInAnal" "hide">> <<toggleclass "#braceAnal" "hide">> <<elseif _tutorial is 3>> <<set $predAction to "in">> <<set $predAnalStrain to 7>> <<set $stamina -= 10>> <<toggleclass "#crawlOutAnal" "hide">> <<toggleclass "#braceAnal" "hide">> <<elseif _tutorial is 4>> <<set $predAction to "in">> <<set $depth to 3>> <<set $predAnalStrain to 15>> <<set $success to 1>> <<set $stamina -= 4>> <<toggleclass "#crawlOutAnal" "hide">> <<toggleclass "#crawlInAnal" "hide">> <<elseif _tutorial is 6>> <<set $predAction to "in">> <<include "standardAnalPreyOutcome">> <<else>> <<set $depth to 6>> <</if>> <<if _tutorial is 3>> <<append "#digestion">> A rhythmic pressure starts to pump through the walls, OSMI using her muscles to try and pull you deeper into her body. You feel yourself starting to slide, but quickly use your arms and legs to lock yourself in place. She keeps pushing, but after barely moving you an inch gives up with an annoyed grunt. "Good job, you managed to stay put thanks to your defensive position!" OSMI says. "@@color:cyan;Brace Yourself@@ focuses your energy on simply resisting your predator's action that turn, @@color:cyan;making it very likely that you will stay put even if they try to push you out or pull you in.@@ Be warned, however, that it will generally cost more @@color:cyan;Stamina@@ than trying to move." "Beyond simply maintaining your position, there is also another important benefit! If you take a look at the sidebar, you should see at the bottom that the @@color:cyan;Status@@ of my intestines has changed! Manually shifting prey around down there is more intensive than you might realize--@@color:cyan;the harder a predator works those muscles, the more strained they will become.@@ If they push themselves too far, they will be forced to rest for a turn." "This is where bracing shines--@@color:cyan;When you Brace Yourself, your predator will always become more strained than if you tried to move!@@ Of course, any outcome will add at least a little strain. For the sake of demonstration, please try to @@color:cyan;Squirm Out@@ again!" <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericAnalPreyMessages">> <</if>>

<<set $predSS to 1000>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to false>><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "[shouldn't be necessary]">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "Anal Prey Tutorial Stomach_Actions">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Anal Prey Tutorial- Exiting">><<set $noAllOut to true>><<set $noNormalStruggle to true>><<set $noStrongStruggle to true>><<set $noBrace to true>><<set $noWeakStruggle to true>>\ <<if ($resilience > 0) or ($strength > 0)>><<set $resilience to 0>><<set $strength to 0>>@@color:grey;[Your strength and resilience have been reset to 0 for the purposes of the tutorial]@@ <</if>>\ The slick walls of her intestines clamp down hard around you, forcefully thrusting you forward into the sphincter leading to her stomach. It quickly opens to accept you, briefly plunging you into a pool of hot, faintly glowing liquid as you're forced up--it must be her stand-in for stomach acid. You're squeezed into the more spacious chamber of her stomach with impressive efficiency, fully freed from her intestines and settling into a curled up position in just a matter of seconds. "There we are, welcome to my stomach!" OSMI chirps, giving her belly an appreciative pat. "@@color:cyan;When you squirm in or get pulled past the maximum depth in an anal scene, you will be brought into the predator's stomach!@@ Here, things will proceed exactly the same as they would in a normal //oral// prey scene. That is primarily why the anal system is so much simpler--in most cases, it is serving the role of being a stamina-draining prelude to add difficulty to a normal struggle inside a stomach rather than standing on its own." "Your entry from the other direction does cause one difference, however, that you have probably taken note of: @@color:cyan;After the time you spent in their intestines, your predator's stomach will have already ramped up acid production when you arrive!@@ Be sure not to underestimate how much more dangerous this makes the situation." "Luckily for you, I will not be digesting you today! There is already a separate tutorial for how struggling in a stomach works if you would like to initiate it later. I simply wanted to demonstrate the consequences of anal entry into the stomach. @@color:cyan;Normally you would need to force me to throw you up or get digested once you have made it this far@@, but in this case I will be returning you to my intestines, please sit tight!"<<set $sceneAttack to 0>><<set $sceneDefense to 0>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center" class="hide"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "preyOptions">></div>

<<goto [[Anal Prey Tutorial- Exiting]]>>

<<set $analNonFatal to true>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "Anal Prey Tutorial 2_PreyStruggle">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "Anal Prey Tutorial 2_Actions">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Anal Prey Tutorial- End">><<set $analEscapeLink to "[Error]">><<set $depth to 5>><<set $predAnalStrain to 0>><<set $analFacing to 1>><<done>><<addclass "#crawlInAnal" "hide">><<addclass "#braceAnal" "hide">><<addclass "#giveUp" "hide">><</done>>\ <<set _tutorial to 0>><<set _displayWarning to false>><<set _rebel to 0>>\ <<if ($resilience > 0) or ($strength > 0)>><<set $resilience to 0>><<set $strength to 0>>@@color:grey;[Your strength and resilience have been reset to 0 for the purposes of the tutorial]@@ <</if>>\ As quickly as you'd arrived, you're dragged back out of OSMI's stomach and down into the depths of her intestines. Her muscles squeeze you painfully tight as you're forced head-first deeper into the simulated guts of the android woman. Some of her fluorescent stomach acid hitches a ride with you, leaving your fleshy surroundings slightly illuminated by blue-green light. "Welcome back to my small intestine!" OSMI chirps. "While most commonly you will be transferring from an anal scene into a predator's stomach, it is possible for you to encounter situations where you start in their stomach and get pushed deeper, or in rare circumstances even swap back and forth between them like I have done here!" "But, something is different than the last time you were here! I took special care to send you down head-first, meaning @@color:cyan;you are now facing towards the exit rather than my stomach.@@ Remember, this @@color:cyan;will give you better odds of successfully squirming further out than deeper in@@ since you have better leverage!" "In light of that, go ahead and @@color:cyan;Squirm Out!@@"<<set $sceneDefense to 0>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "analPreyOptions">></div>

<<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "strain">> <<include "genericAnalPreyStruggle">> <<case "move">> <<if _tutorial is 1>> <<append "#digestion">> You push through the slick walls, feeling the strained flesh shift around you as you frantically move away from the entrance to her stomach. A growl ripples through her body, the organ annoyed by being deprived of its meal. @@color:yellow;You are somewhere in her small intestine.@@ "Very good, you are on your way toward freedom!" OSMI says. "I just have one last thing to address, and then I can release you!" "While most often predators in anal scenes will be intent on digesting you, and simply wish to humiliate or weaken you first, sometimes they will instead be purely trying to keep you locked in their intestines! @@color:cyan;In these non-fatal anal scenes, you will lose as soon as you run out of Stamina.@@ Of course, there isn't any immediate danger to you beyond having to spend even more time inside of their ass, so it is not the end of the world! To that end, you are also given an option to simply @@color:cyan;Give Up@@ and let them have their fun in these circumstances. Go ahead and try it now!" <</append>> <<else>> <</if>> <<default>> <<include "genericAnalPreyStruggle">> <</switch>>

<<set _tutorial += 1>> <<if _tutorial is 1>> <<set $predAction to "rest">> <<include "standardAnalPreyOutcome">> <<toggleclass "#giveUp" "hide">> <<elseif _tutorial is 2>> <<set $predAction to "squeeze">> <<set $success to 1>> <<set $sceneDefense to 100>> <<toggleclass "#crawlOutAnal" "hide">> <</if>> <<if _tutorial is 2>> <<append "#digestion">> "Haha, no silly! There is no use squirming out on you own, it is time to @@color:cyan;Give Up@@ and let me handle it from here!" OSMI says with a modulated laugh. Immediately, the walls of her intestines clamp down //hard// around you, crushing you so hard that you can barely breathe to ensure that you aren't moving anywhere on your own. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericAnalPreyMessages">> <</if>>

You let yourself go limp as the walls of OSMI's intestines clamp down around you, squeezing you tight within the depths of her bowels. You hear a click somewhere nearby followed by a mechanical whirring sound, and soon you're being smoothly pushed forward through the winding passages of her guts as if you were on a conveyor belt. After a short while, you come to an abrupt stop as you arrive at the exit. OSMI squats down, retracts the metal plates shielding her ass, then opens her sphincter wide to drop you back into the world. You're momentarily blinded by the bright room as she unceremoniously shoves you out onto the tile floor. She quickly turns around and readjusts herself into a neutral pose with a smile on her face, as if nothing had happened. You struggle back up onto your feet as she waits patiently, feeling disoriented from the whole experience. Strangely, you notice that you're completely dry despite her insides being lubricated and the brief acid bath you were treated to in her stomach. You decide not to question it, since this interaction is non-canon anyway. "Welcome back! I hope you found that experience helpful, you should now be equipped to take on a real predator!" OSMI chirps. "Though I know there was a lot to take in, so feel free to return for another demonstration whenever you would like!" "Farewell, and good luck out there!" <<back [[Go back to the tutorial hub->Tutorial Landing Page]]>> <<back [[Return to the game|$tutorialStateSave]]>>

<<Time 22.5>>\ <<if $preyName is "escape">><<set $preyName to "!ERR:setPreyName">>Encouraged by your progress, you once again start to push yourself backwards, digging your arms into the flesh around you and pressing your feet against her anus. Strangely, you don't feel any resistance from Cherry. Your feet start to slide through the ring of muscle with relative ease... until you feel your toes rub against soft fabric stretched over a hard, flat barrier. No, the fabric is stretched over //you//--it's her underwear, and she's sitting firmly on the floor... "Did you figure it out yet?~" Cherry giggles. "Exit's //*mmh*// closed, $name. This is a one way trip.~" "Cherry, come on!" you say, uselessly trying to push out anyways. "This is ridiculous, just let me out!" <<if $cherryRel > 1>>"Hey, I offered to, but you insisted you'd rather slip around and play in my guts!"<<else>>"Why? It's really funny that I thwarted you by literally just sitting down, I can't ruin that!"<</if>>" she says with a laugh. A quick flex of her muscles pulls your feet back inside, then you feel her caress her belly from the outside. "You're not going anywhere until my tummy has a turn with you.~" Her colon squeezes down on you painfully hard, pulling you deeper through the tight passage with surprising speed. You resign yourself to your fate and let your body go limp as Cherry drags it through her intestines. As unpleasant as it is, it's clear there's not much you could do to resist at this point. She has her own fun with the situation for a little while, stopping to push you back and forth while giggling to herself for a little while, before eventually sending you toward your final destination. You can hear her stomach groaning above you and feel the passage getting tighter. "Alright, here's your stop!" Cherry teases. "Hope you enjoyed the trip.~" The walls tighten around you, and you find yourself pushed forward against what feels like a dead end. But, after a moment, your head starts to squeeze through a small opening up into her stomach. You're treated to a faceful of acid, needing to hold your breath at first as you pass through the already building tide of liquid on your way into the chamber. Mercifully, the transfer goes quickly once your shoulders have breached through the opening, and soon you find yourself wrapped in the looser, but more active, embrace of her stomach.<<else>><<if $analWillingIntoStomach>>"Oh alright, if you insist. Come on in~" Cherry says, gently rubbing her belly as she feels you trying to push forward.<<else>>"Alright, here's your stop!" Cherry teases. "Hope you enjoyed the trip!"<</if>> The walls tighten around you and start to push you forward against the sphincter leading to her stomach<<if $analWillingIntoStomach>>, overpowering your own efforts to force yourself through as Cherry takes control<</if>>. After a moment, your head starts to squeeze through the small opening and into the chamber beyond. You're treated to a faceful of acid, needing to hold your breath at first as you pass through the already building tide of acid on your way in. Mercifully, the transfer goes quickly once your shoulders have breached through the opening, and soon you find yourself wrapped in the looser, but more active, embrace of her stomach.<</if>> "So, how is it in there? Sounds pretty //*uurp*// sloshy already," she asks, giving her belly a little shake. "It's disgusting, thanks for asking," you reply. "<<if $acidStage > 1>>I'm already up to my chest in acid, stop shaking it around!<<else>>Yeah, I'm already sitting in a pool of acid, quit making it worse!<</if>>" "Oh, do you want me to send you back down where it's safe then?" she giggles. "No, just let me out already!" you protest, pushing out against the wrinkled walls surrounding you. "Hmm... I don't know," she says. Your world is briefly thrown into chaos as she stands up, the built up acid continuing to slosh around you even after she's upright as she starts to gently sway her hips back and forth. "What's in it for me?" "Cherry, come on, you're not really gonna digest me, are you?" you say, bracing yourself against the walls as you're helplessly swung back and forth. "I thought we were friends! Or at least on our way there..." "<<if $analAteOlivia>>Well, I think Olivia felt the same way but<<if $buttSize > 24>> isn't she jiggling around on your booty now?<<elseif $breastSize > 34>> isn't she part of that big rack of yours now?<<else>> I seem to remember watching her crawl up a certain someone's ass...<</if>><<else>>But now you're on your way to being my midnight snack, and that's a pretty good deal too!<</if>>" Cherry replies with a laugh. You grunt in frustration, giving a hard kick to the walls in front of you. Getting the strong feeling that trying to reason with her is just wasting precious time, you start to struggle in earnest, thrashing against the oppressive embrace of her stomach. But, you start to slow down as you feel Cherry start to go on the move. Just as you're about to ask what she's up to, the walls crash in //hard// around you... and start to squeeze you up into her throat. In no time at all, you're forced out of the humid confines of Cherry's body and out onto the cold tile of her bathroom floor, exiting from the opposite end of her you came in from. You cough and carefully push yourself up off the ground, feeling<<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 1>> extremely<</if>> disoriented and weak from the experience<<if $tempPlayerInebriation>>, your head spinning from all the movement thanks to the alcohol in your system<</if>>. Your body is drenched in slimy fluids, but luckily you don't feel much worse for wear after your long journey through her digestive tract. Cherry is smiling down at you. "Hehe, scared ya didn't I?" she says. "Uh, yeah," you grumble, still getting your bearings. "Thanks for letting me go I guess but... that was a little far for a prank, don't you think?" "Hey, I gave you a chance earlier and you said no! The acid bath is your fault," she replies. <<if $cherryDay6FullTour>>"But this was fun too! You've gone all the way through me both ways now in just two days! Which did you like better?" "Neither..." you grumble.<<else>> "Oh yeah, of course," you mutter as you get back on your feet.<</if>> "I'd rather just not end up in your body in the first place in the future, if you don't mind." "Sounds like you're making friends with the wrong girl then," Cherry snickers, sticking her tongue out at you. You roll your eyes and start to walk towards the exit. "Whatever, I need a shower..." "Thanks again for inviting me to the party, I had a great time!" she calls after you, still laughing as you trudge out into the hall.<<if $cherryRel < 3>> <<Cherry 1>><</if>> <<include "playerPreyEscape">>[[Head back to your dorm->September 7th- Night]]<<set $outfitState to "drenched">>

Curious about what they're up to, you decide to head over to Harper and Sofia. Harper is lounging back on the couch with a vacant smile, one hand resting on her lightly exposed stomach. You idly wonder how much of your outfit is still churning away in there. Sofia, meanwhile, is standing off to her side with a giddy expression on her face. You slow your approach and furrow your brow as you watch her hand Harper a ping pong ball... which she then proceeds to pop into her mouth like it were a snack. A very faint bulge travels down her throat as she swallows the object without hesitation. "<<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 2>>What the hell are you guys doing over here?<<else>>Uh... what are you guys up to over here..?<</if>>" you say. "Oh //heeey// $name, glad you're still //*hic*// here..! Too bad you haven't lost anymore clothes~" Sofia says, clearly very drunk. <<if $tempHornyDare and ($buttSize > 24)>>You notice that she turns her attention to your butt with an unabashedly lustful gaze when she mentions your lack of clothing, perhaps reminiscing about the treatment you gave her earlier.<</if>> She has a few more ping pong balls in her hand, casually passing Harper another while she talks to you. Harper simply offers you a halfhearted wave as she once again swallows the ball like it were a perfectly normal thing to do. "So, like, remember how Harper ate your whole outfit earlier?" Sofia says. "Obviously I do, yeah," you say, <<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 2>>dramatically gesturing to your half-naked body<<else>>shooting her a look<</if>>. She giggles, offering Harper another ping pong ball. "//Weeeell//, I kept thinking about it and there was just something kinda... //*hic*// interesting about it for some reason...~" she says. "About eating clothes? <<if $pacifist>>People<<else>>We<</if>> do that all the time, there's just usually a person in them," you reply. "Yeah but, like... c'mon, you know it was //*hic*// different when it was //just// the clothes," Sofia giggles. "I wanna see what else she'll eat, and she doesn't seem to mind." "All the same to me as long as my tummy gets filled..." Harper chimes in, patting her chubby belly as she takes the last of the balls from Sofia. It disappears down her throat as quickly as the rest, its arrival in her stomach announced by a small burp. "Wanna join in?" Sofia asks, still giggling. \ <<link "Hell yeah I do">><<append "#text">> <<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 2>>"Hell yeah I do!" you say with a grin<<else>>"Sure, why not?" you say with a shrug and a grin<</if>>. Strange as it might be, at the moment feeding random junk to Harper seems oddly fun.<<if $tempPlayerInebriation > 0>> Maybe it's the alcohol talking.<</if>> "Yay!" Sofia cheers. "Alright, now what next..." She glances around the room, searching for something she could make disappear down Harper's throat. After a moment, she smiles and her gaze drops down to the floor. She slides one of her sandals off and scoops it up. "How about my shoe? That good enough to eat?" Sofia giggles. Harper considers it for all of two seconds before shrugging and taking the sandal from her. Her cheeks bulge out a little as she opens wide and stuffs it into her mouth, only making it about halfway before she has to swallow to make room. She tilts her head back a bit to finish, giving you a good view of her throat as it stretches to accommodate the questionable snack. The bulge soon disappears behind her ribs, Sofia's sandal well on its way to joining the ping pong balls in her gut. "Haha, gross!" Sofia says, grinning. "I don't even //*hic*// eat shoes when they're attached to people if I can help it. Alright $name, get in on this, what next?" You take a look around the area for anything that might be suitable. Your eyes perk up a little as you spot a <<if !$ateCassidy and !$samAteCassidy>>pink, partially bedazzled <</if>>purse sitting unattended on one of the other couches. The thought of Harper chowing down on whatever valuables someone saw fit to bring to the party is exciting, but doing it to a random bystander might be a bit cruel. Nearby, you also notice the remote for one of the lounge TVs.\ <</append>><<replace "#choice">>\ <<link "Feed her the purse and its contents">><<append "#text">><<set $karma -= 1>> Your conscience is quickly silenced, however, as you decide that the purse would be far more entertaining. Kim is gone and things are getting pretty rowdy at this point, for all you know the owner already got eaten anyway. You sneak over and swipe the purse with an eager grin. "This should do, right?" you say as you hold it out to the other two girls. "Woah, you'd let her eat your whole purse?" Sofia asks with an excited gasp. "Oh this isn't mine, I have literally no idea who it belongs to," you chuckle. "There's probably some //*hic*// important stuff in there though..." Sofia replies. She pauses, then gets an excited grin. "So yeah, totally, let's do it! All good with that Harper?" "Sure," she says with a shrug. You start to hand the bag over, but Sofia snatches it from you instead. "No silly, we gotta //*hic*// see what's in it first!" she giggles. "Downing the whole thing at once wouldn't be any fun. Now let's see..." She pops open the purse and starts to rummage through it. First, she pulls out a small bottle of hand lotion. "Oh good, she moisturizes," Sofia says. She hands the bottle to Harper, who gulps it down as easily as the ping pong balls from earlier. "Mmm... //*urp*// Coconutty..." Harper mumbles. You move closer to help Sofia go through the mystery girl's belongings. The two of you pull out a few smaller items--a couple tampons, a tube of lipstick, a package of tissues--that quickly vanish down Harper's gullet. Then, you move on to a juicier item--her wallet. You don't hesitate to take a look inside, spotting a credit card, a handful of gift cards, and at least forty dollars before Sofia swipes it away from you. "Nuh-uh! Right now we're just feeding a very hungry girl, but if you start //*hic*// taking stuff for yourself it becomes a crime," she chides, passing the wallet to Harper. She doesn't hesitate to stuff the small pink wallet into her mouth. With a single swallow, enough money to buy her plenty of actual food disappears down her throat, soon to be pointlessly churned up by her stomach. "You know I'm pretty sure there was a driver's license in there," you say. "She can get a new one~" Sofia says, already reaching her hand back into the purse. She pulls out a hair brush. "I think this might be it." She's courteous enough to pull off a clump of blonde hair before handing the brush to Harper expectantly. The chubby girl sizes it up for a moment, then slides the handle into her mouth. She tilts her head back as she starts to swallow to give the rigid object a straight path down into her throat. You notice her cringing once once the wider end of the brush reaches her lips, frantically swallowing until she's able to close her mouth and the bulge in her neck disappears down into her stomach. "Guh... the bristles were super weird..." she groans, sticking her tongue out. <<if !$metCassidy or ($ateCassidy or $samAteCassidy)>><<if !$ateCassidy and !$samAteCassidy>>You take one last look in the purse, noticing something wedged right at the bottom. It's a school ID belonging to a blonde girl named "Cassidy Lane". "Oh, well here's our poor victim," you say, handing the card to Sofia. She looks at it for a few seconds, then shrugs and passes it over to Harper, who tosses it in her mouth like it were a potato chip. You swear she's getting more into this than she lets on. "Okay, ready to wash all that<<else>>"Well then, want to wash it<</if>> down with a nice //*hic*// purse?~" Sofia giggles. Harper nods and takes the purse from her, opening her mouth without even taking a moment to assess the object she's about to shove into it. She starts with the thinner edge of the small, rectangular bag, stretching her cheeks as she pushes it deeper towards her throat. Her head tilts back only a little as she starts to swallow, her throat powerful enough to bend the sturdy leather as it sinks closer to its demise. The strap of the purse lags behind the rest of the bag, dangling out from between her lips even as the bulge in her throat vanishes from sight. She slurps it up as if it were a noodle to finish off the unusual meal. You hear a faint clacking sound when she gives her belly a satisfied pat, all of <<if !$ateCassidy and !$samAteCassidy>>Cassidy's<<else>>the unknown girl's<</if>> belongings bumping against each other within her stomach. After the purse, her belly is clearly bloated out a little, though nothing more than a slight potbelly. Looking closer you can see that the surface is oddly lumpy from the strange assortment of items resting below the surface. "Hehe, can I touch it?" Sofia asks, already reaching her hand forward without waiting for an answer. She giggles to herself as she rubs Harper's unusually bumpy belly. "I can't believe you really shoved all that junk in there... //*hic*// c'mon $name, get in on this!" Harper seems fine with the situation, so you step closer to sate your curiosity. You gently run a hand along the warm, pudgy flesh of her stomach, feeling the contours of the various items poking out beneath the surface. After a moment, her stomach groans and you feel it tense up... "//*UUUrrrap!*// That's better..." Harper sighs. One of the ping pong balls from earlier<<if !$ateCassidy and !$samAteCassidy>> and a few of the sequins that adorned the purse hitch<<else>> hitches<</if>> a ride out of her gut along with the belch, bouncing off of her belly before landing on the ground and rolling off, leaving a faint wet trail behind it. You and Sofia can't help bursting into laughter. "That was //*hic*// amazing!" Sofia cackles. "So... you got room for anything else?" "Probably..." Harper says, jiggling her belly with one hand. Then she yawns. "Getting sleepy though... I think I'm gonna head back." "Aw, okay... bye Harper! This was really fun, thanks for //*hic**// showing off!" Sofia says, briefly latching onto her with a hug. With that, Harper pushes herself up off the couch and walks off toward the exit, idly massaging the mild bump of her belly with one hand. Sofia quickly excuses herself as well<<if $tempHornyDare and ($buttSize > 24)>>, boldly slapping your exposed ass as she says goodbye, then giggling and scurrying off into the crowd on the dance floor before you can respond in any way<<else>>, drunkenly stumbling off towards the dance floor<</if>>. Noticing how late it's gotten, you decide it's a good time to finally turn in for the night yourself. You head back to your dorm with a smile on your face, content with your unorthodox entertainment to wrap up the night. [[Turn in for the night->September 7th- End of Day]]\ <<else>>\ You take one last look in the purse, noticing something wedged right at the bottom. You perk up when you get a good look at it. It's a school ID belonging to a "Cassidy Lane", and the picture definitely matches the Cassidy you know. A thought pops into your head as you consider the situation. Cassidy is far from the brightest person you've ever met, and the rules of the party have become a lot looser at this point. Especially if she's drunk right now, you very well might be able to convince her to try to retrieve her purse and be rid of one of Alice's lackeys... \ <<link "That would be hilarious, do it">><<replace "#cassidy">><<set $cassidyParty to "harper">><<set $cassidyEaten to true>>\ You grin as you pass the ID to Sofia. "I'll be back in a minute, I've got a fun idea...~" You excuse yourself to go survey the rest of the party, scanning the crowd for your blonde haired victim. Luckily, her curly pigtails make her easy to spot. Pretty much everyone else at the party is currently distracted by some sort of commotion by the drink table and Cassidy is stationed right at the back of the gathered crowd, trying to get a look at what all the fuss is about. You walk up and tap her on the shoulder. "Hey, Cassidy!" you call out. She doesn't seem to react at first, so you give her a harder nudge and raise your voice. "Cassidy!" She twirls around and almost falls from the sudden movement, clearly very drunk. "Oh, I know you, right..? Ummm...." she says, tilting her head and tapping her cheek. Then she shrugs. "Nope, don't remember sorry! I'm Cassidy!" she says, seemingly forgetting that you already called her by name to get her attention. "Right, so, Cassidy... I think I saw you with a purse earlier, right?" you say. "Yeah totally! I just put it down so I could dance!" she replies, starting to shake her hips and groove to the music a little while she talks. "And it was a pink bag with sequins on it, right?" "Yep, super cute right?" Cassidy giggles. "Oh, do you, like, want one like it? I can show you where I got it!" "Nah, I just wanted to let you know that that girl is totally eating it right now," you say, pointing back towards Harper and Sofia. Your timing is impeccable--Harper //just// put the bag in her mouth. "She wha..? Hey!" Cassidy gasps. You trail behind with a mischievous grin as she hurries over to the other girls, just as planned. The two of you arrive just in time for Harper to slurp up the hanging strap of her purse like a noodle. Cassidy pouts and puts her hands on her hips. "Hey, what the heck!" she says. "That was totally my favorite purse! I'm, like, //preeeetty// sure I didn't leave it on the snack table, what gives?" "Oh, //*UUrrp*// sorry..." Harper says with very little actual remorse in her voice. A few of the sequins that adorned Cassidy's purse fly back out of her mouth and into the room along with her burp. "Hey it's no big deal, she only //just// swallowed it, it should still be fine. Why don't you go in and get it back?" you say, putting a hand on her shoulder and guiding her a little closer. A grin starts to spread across Sofia's face as she realizes what you're up to, clearly on board with the idea. "Oh yeah, good //*hic*// idea!" she chimes in. Cassidy gives you a blank look for a moment--perhaps some small voice of reason in the back of her head desperately trying to remind her that this is in fact a //terrible// idea--then her eyes light up and she smiles. "Hey yeah, you're totally right!" she says. "Open up please! I'd, like, really like that back!" Harper seems unphased by the new development and obliges, opening her mouth wide. Cassidy reaches her hand forward, apprehensive and clearly a little grossed out at first as her fingers slide over her tongue. She slowly pushes her arm in deeper as Harper swallows to help her along, ending up elbow deep in her throat before long. "Ew, what's, like, in here?" Cassidy asks as she roots around in Harper's gut for her purse. "Oh, probably a whole bunch of stuff," you say. You place a hand on her back and push her forward a little. "You should get your head down there so you can look around and make sure you grab the right thing, it wouldn't be fair to Harper to keep pulling things up her throat." "I guess that would, like, kinda suck..." Cassidy mumbles. Harper swallows her arm a little deeper to show her own agreement. "Okay then..!" You stifle a laugh as she slides her other arm in to join the first, still not seeming to be all that concerned about her imminent trip into a stomach. Harper, starting to get impatient with the awkward treatment, begins to take matters into her own hands rather than waiting for Cassidy to crawl in herself. Pulling her head closer, she swallows Cassidy down much more aggressively than before, quickly advancing past her shoulders and lifting her hips up in the air to guide them into her mouth. "H-Hey wait, this is far enough..!" Cassidy's muffled voice protests from somewhere in Harper's expanding belly. You move in to assist as she begins to kick her legs, restraining her while Harper carries on with her meal. A few more swallows and Cassidy's perky butt slips between her lips, soon followed by her legs. Harper massages her heavily bloated belly as the last of the girl disappears down her throat to be reunited with her purse. "//*UUurrp*// Delicious..." she sighs. "Okay, well I, like, don't think I needed to go all the way in, but I did find my purse!" Cassidy says. An odd rectangular bulge pushes out along the surface of Harper's gut as she attempts to hold out the purse for you to see. "Can you, like, let me out now?" "Why would she?" you laugh. "You've got your purse, Harper has a nice meal. I think this is a nice trade!" "Haha, I can't believe she actually //*hic*// did it!" Sofia laughs, poking at Harper's gut. "Hey! It's, like, against the party rules to eat me!" Cassidy protests, clearly starting to struggle a little. "You gotta let me out or you'll totally get in trouble!" "Yeah, I guess she's //*urp*// right," Harper says. She yawns and pushes herself up onto her feet, casually patting her bloated, heavy gut. "I should go before anyone else sees..." With that, she simply walks off toward the exit with Cassidy in tow, somehow eluding any sort of attention from the other girls at the party despite her swaying, squirming belly. You and Sofia burst out laughing, still in disbelief at how perfectly that went. Though she might have still been putting up a fight, you have a strong feeling you aren't going to be seeing Cassidy again. "What a way to cap things off!" Sofia laughs. "That was //*hic*// an amazing idea $name!" "Thanks, I try," you chuckle. Now that the fun is over, however, Sofia quickly excuses herself to see what else the party has to offer<<if $tempHornyDare and ($buttSize > 24)>>, boldly slapping your exposed ass as she says goodbye, then giggling and scurrying off into the crowd on the dance floor before you can respond in any way<<else>>, drunkenly stumbling off towards the dance floor<</if>>. Noticing how late it's gotten, you decide it's a good time to finally turn in for the night yourself. You head back to your dorm with a smile on your face, content with your unorthodox entertainment to wrap up the night. [[Turn in for the night->September 7th- End of Day]]\ <</replace>><</link>> <<link "That would be cruel, don't">><<replace "#cassidy">>\ You shake off the thought--who knows if the other two would even go along with it, better to respect the rules of the party. Besides, Cassidy seems pretty innocent despite being part of Alice's little gang. Instead, you just pass the ID to Sofia. She looks at it for a few seconds, then shrugs and passes it over to Harper, who tosses it in her mouth like it were a potato chip. You swear she's getting more into this than she lets on. "Okay, ready to wash all that down with a nice //*hic*// purse?~" Sofia giggles. Harper nods and takes the purse from her, opening her mouth without even taking a moment to assess the object she's about to shove into it. She starts with the thinner edge of the small, rectangular bag, stretching her cheeks as she pushes it deeper towards her throat. Her head tilts back only a little as she starts to swallow, her throat powerful enough to bend the sturdy leather as it sinks closer to its demise. The strap of the purse lags behind the rest of the bag, dangling out from between her lips even as the bulge in her throat vanishes from sight. She slurps it up as if it were a noodle to finish off the unusual meal. You hear a faint clacking sound when she gives her belly a satisfied pat, all of <<if !$ateCassidy and !$samAteCassidy>>Cassidy's<<else>>the unknown girl's<</if>> belongings bumping against each other within her stomach. After the purse, her belly is clearly bloated out a little, though nothing more than a slight potbelly. Looking closer you can see that the surface is oddly lumpy from the strange assortment of items resting below the surface. "Hehe, can I touch it?" Sofia asks, already reaching her hand forward without waiting for an answer. She giggles to herself as she rubs Harper's unusually bumpy belly. "I can't believe you really shoved all that junk in there... //*hic*// c'mon $name, get in on this!" Harper seems fine with the situation, so you step closer to sate your curiosity. You gently run a hand along the warm, pudgy flesh of her stomach, feeling the contours of the various items poking out beneath the surface. After a moment, her stomach groans and you feel it tense up... "//*UUUrrrap!*// That's better..." Harper sighs. One of the ping pong ball from earlier<<if !$ateCassidy and !$samAteCassidy>> and a few of the sequins that adorned the purse hitch<<else>> hitches<</if>> a ride out of her gut along with the belch, bouncing off of her belly before landing on the ground and rolling off, leaving a faint wet trail behind it. You and Sofia can't help bursting into laughter. "That was //*hic*// amazing!" Sofia cackles. "So... you got room for anything else?" "Probably..." Harper says, jiggling her belly with one hand. Then she yawns. "Getting sleepy though... I think I'm gonna head back." "Aw, okay... bye Harper! This was really fun, thanks for //*hic**// showing off!" Sofia says, briefly latching onto her with a hug. With that, Harper pushes herself up off the couch and walks off toward the exit, idly massaging the mild bump of her belly with one hand. Sofia quickly excuses herself as well<<if $tempHornyDare and ($buttSize > 24)>>, boldly slapping your exposed ass as she says goodbye, then giggling and scurrying off into the crowd on the dance floor before you can respond in any way<<else>>, drunkenly stumbling off towards the dance floor<</if>>. Noticing how late it's gotten, you decide it's a good time to finally turn in for the night yourself. You head back to your dorm with a smile on your face, content with your unorthodox entertainment to wrap up the night. [[Turn in for the night->September 7th- End of Day]]\ <</replace>><</link>><</if>><</append>><<replace "#choice">><</replace>><</link>> <<link "Feed her the TV remote">><<append "#text">> Deciding that would be the more reasonable option, you walk over to swipe the TV remote. It's long and blocky, though thankfully with rounded corners, and has a surprising amount of weight to it. You hold it out toward Harper with a smirk. "This should go down easy after that, right?" you say. "Yep, no problem," Harper replies. She grabs it from you and casually slides the flat block of plastic between her lips. It's much more rigid than the sandal was, forcing her to carefully angle her head so that she can send the remote straight down her throat. Still, it gives her little issue, and soon enough the... somewhat //suggestive// bulge it created in her throat disappears as it's sent down into her gut to join the growing collection of inedible objects. She gives her belly a pat with a satisfied smile on her face. "Anything else?" she asks. "Getting //*hic*// cocky, huh?" Sofia giggles. "Then how about..." she trails off for a moment, then grabs one of the throw pillows adorning the couch with a smirk. "...one of these!" It's on the smaller side as far as pillows go, but it's still larger than her head and much bigger than anything she's tackled so far. Harper takes a moment to appraise it, then leans forward to grab it from Sofia's hands, accepting the challenge. She turns the pillow around in her hands a few times first, considering the best way to handle its awkward shape before finally opting to start with one of the corners. She opens her mouth wide and her lips stretch over the fabric as she slowly pushes it deeper into her mouth. It's pretty firm, but you can tell it must be getting at least a little compressed by the pressure as it starts to get squeezed down into her throat, which doesn't stretch nearly as much as the full width of the pillow when she started. A heavy, strained swallow drags the cushion deeper, then another accompanied by a hard shove from outside lets her seal her mouth shut. With one last gulp, the large bulge slowly sinks down her throat, her belly swelling in turn as the cushion is deposited in her stomach. Harper coughs and taps her chest when the obstruction clears. "Blech, really dry..." she mutters. A lazy smile quickly returns to her face as she pokes her newly distended gut, her finger easily sinking into the surface. "Heh, comfy though..." "Ooo, I bet..." Sofia says. She pauses for a moment, then without asking decides to plop down on the couch and lean over to use Harper's belly as a pillow--or rather, use the pillow she just swallowed despite Harper's belly now being in the way, you suppose. "Wow, it is //*hic*// super comfy..! Like a heated pillow..." You start to notice that while you've been distracted by Harper's antics, it seems like something else has distracted the rest of the party. Pretty much everyone still at the party is crowded around the drink table cheering someone on, though you can't see what's happening through the mob of people. Rather than investigate, your attention is instead drawn to one of the now completely unattended speakers playing music. A mischievous idea pops into your head, and you sneak over to grab it while everyone is distracted. It's a long, triangular tube with very rounded edges, probably around the same size as the remote you had her swallow earlier but definitely much thicker.<<if $emmaRel > 1>> You pause for a moment as you realize that it almost certainly belongs to Emma, but... you'll pay her back later. Probably.<</if>> "This should be interesting," you say, offering Harper the speaker. "I wonder if we'll still be able to hear it. Think you can handle it?" "Oh that's fun!" Sofia says, sitting back upright. "C'mon Harper, I wanna listen!" Harper silently takes the speaker from you, but seems pretty apprehensive rather than immediately chowing down like most of the junk she's been handed tonight. You hear her stomach growl and, while it sounded more like distress to you, she seems to interpret it as hunger. With a shrug, she opens her mouth wide and starts to feed the speaker into it. She pulls back and winces a little shortly after it makes contact with her lips, but, rather than give up, she takes a deep breath and shoves it in much faster. The music coming from the speaker gradually gets muddied and garbled as it passes through her lips, quickly becoming completely muffled by her body. While she seemed to take her time easing into things more comfortably with the other objects, this time she crams the speaker in as quickly as she can, swallowing furiously and massaging her throat as the awkward bulge slides down towards her stomach. She shivers a little and drops back against the couch when the deed is done. "Mmh, that one was probably a mistake... the vibrations were--//*OUUURRrrrp!*//" A roaring belch cuts Harper off... briefly making the music sound much clearer again. One of the ping pong balls from before also hitches a ride with it, bouncing off of her belly before landing on the ground and rolling off, leaving a faint wet trail behind it. You and Sofia can't help bursting into laughter. "That was //*hic*// amazing!" Sofia cackles. "And you totally can hear it still! I mean, obviously I guess, but... //*hic*// cool!" Sure enough, the speaker is still fully audible and functioning perfectly fine inside of her gut for now, though the music is muffled enough to sound like it's coming from another room. Since there's at least one other speaker still playing unobstructed from the other side of the room, most of the drunk partygoers don't seem to have even noticed the interference. "So loud..." Harper groans, sinking back in her seat and rubbing her belly. Feeling curious, you step forward and rest a hand on her bloated stomach yourself. It faintly vibrates along with the beat of the music, visibly jiggling a little whenever the bass gets heavy. "Can you even digest that thing..?" Sofia giggles. "Probably eventually," Harper shrugs. She sits forward, resting both hands on her belly. "Think I'm done... I gotta get out of range of whatever this thing is connected to before I go crazy..." "Ha, yeah that's fair," you chuckle. "Aw, bye Harper! This was really fun, thanks for //*hic**// showing off!" Sofia says, briefly latching onto her with a hug. With that, Harper pushes herself up off the couch, idly massaging the moderate swell of her belly with one hand. Her gut looks oddly lumpy from the pile of junk sitting in it. She starts to walk off without a word, the muffled sound of music gradually fading as she walks away with the speaker and an assortment of school property from the lounge that has no business being in a stomach in tow. Sofia quickly excuses herself as well<<if $tempHornyDare and ($buttSize > 24)>>, boldly slapping your exposed ass as she says goodbye, then giggling and scurrying off into the crowd on the dance floor before you can respond in any way<<else>>, drunkenly stumbling off towards the dance floor<</if>>. 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@@color:gold;''Week 1 Complete!''@@<<WeekEnd>> ---- Congratulations, you survived your first week at Saint Miluina's Academy! With a night of drunken excitement to cap things off, the busiest days of being initiated into the school are now behind you. As you prepare for the rest of the school year yet to come, take a moment to consider how much you have already accomplished. <<if $totalPrey > 10>>The school year has only just started and you've already managed to digest an incredible @@color:gold;$totalPrey@@ prey! You won't have any classmates left to snack on by next semester at this rate!<<elseif $totalPrey > 5>>You've already managed to digest an impressive @@color:mediumPurple;$totalPrey@@ prey throughout the early days of the semester! You're well on your way to making a name for yourself.<<elseif $totalPrey > 0>>Over the course of the first week, you managed to take down @@color:mediumPurple;$totalPrey@@ prey! Good work!<<else>><<if $pacifist>>At least thus far, you've chosen to abstain from eating anyone. Your classmates probably appreciate it!<<else>>Despite your best efforts, you've failed to successfully digest anyone thus far. Maybe you'll have better luck next week!<</if>><</if>><<if $oralProficiency > 0>> <<if $totalPrey < 1>>Even so, thanks to your classes<<else>>Between that and all your classes<</if>>, your skill as a predator has improved <<if $oralProficiency > 2>>@@color:gold;significantly<<if $showNumbers>> (Oral Proficiency Level: 0 -> $oralProficiency)<</if>>@@<<else>>@@color:mediumPurple;quite a bit<<if $showNumbers>> (Oral Proficiency Level: 0 -> $oralProficiency)<</if>>@@<</if>> over the course of the week!<</if>><<if $capacity > 5>> <<if $totalPrey < 1>>Though you might not have //digested// anyone, your stomach still saw enough use to @@color:mediumPurple;stretch it out a little bit<<if $showNumbers>> (Capacity Level: 5 -> $capacity)<</if>>!@@<<else>>All that eating<<if $oralProficiency > 0>> also<</if>> <<if $capacity > 7>>@@color:gold;stretched out your stomach quite a lot<<if $showNumbers>> (Capacity Level: 5 -> $capacity)<</if>>!@@ Keep it up and you might be fitting two prey in your gut at once before you've even reached the second semester.<<else>>@@color:mediumPurple;stretched out your stomach a little bit<<if $showNumbers>> (Capacity Level: 5 -> $capacity)<</if>>!@@<</if>><</if>><</if>> <<if $totalEscaped > 10>>Over the course of a single week, you managed to escape from an incredible @@color:gold;$totalEscaped@@ predators! You should probably be a bit more cautious in the future to avoid landing in so many guts in the first place, but your performance as an escape artist certainly can't be overlooked.<<elseif $totalEscaped > 5>>You managed to escape from <<if !$pacifist>>other <</if>>predators an impressive @@color:mediumPurple;$totalEscaped@@ times this week! You've certainly proven that you won't go down easy.<<elseif $totalEscaped > 0>>You were swallowed by <<if !$pacifist>>other <</if>>predators @@color:mediumPurple;$totalEscaped@@ times this week, but managed to survive every encounter!<<else>>You managed to avoid ever getting swallowed by a predator this week! Good work keeping an eye out for danger.<</if>><<if $resilience > 0>> <<if $totalEscaped < 1>>Even so, thanks to your classes<<else>>Between all that struggling and your classes<</if>>, your skill at escaping from predators has improved <<if $resilience > 2>>@@color:gold;significantly<<if $showNumbers>> (Resilience Level: 0 -> $resilience)<</if>>@@<<else>>@@color:mediumPurple;quite a bit<<if $showNumbers>> (Resilience Level: 0 -> $resilience)<</if>>@@<</if>> over the course of the week!<</if>><<if ($totalPrey < 1) and ($totalEscaped < 1)>> Wait, you didn't eat or get eaten by //anyone// outside of a class even //once// this week? You know this is a vore-based school, right?<<if ($strength > 0) or _rankUp>> Anyways...<</if>><</if>><<if $strength > 0>> <<if $workedOut > 2>><<if ($totalPrey > 0) or ($totalEscaped > 0)>>Along with that live experience,<<else>>After<</if>> all the time you spent at the gym this week<<else>><<if ($totalPrey > 0) or ($totalEscaped > 0)>>Thanks to that live experience, and a bit of training from your classes<<else>>Thanks to the training you did in class<</if>> this week<</if>>, you've gotten <<if $strength > 2>>@@color:gold;significantly<<if $showNumbers>> (Strength Level: 0 -> $strength)<</if>>@@<<else>>@@color:mediumPurple;quite a bit<<if $showNumbers>> (Strength Level: 0 -> $strength)<</if>>@@<</if>> stronger<<if ($oralProficiency > 0) or ($resilience > 0) or ($capacity > 5)>> as well<</if>>!<</if>><<if $analProficiency > -3>> After an unusual encounter earlier in the week, you've also found yourself feeling a bit more open to the idea of anal vore...<</if>><<if _rankUp>> All things considered, you've improved a lot in a very short period of time! @@color:gold;You've proven yourself to be a ''Rising Star'', you'll easily outpace the rest of your classmates if you keep this up!<<if $showNumbers>> (Overall Skill Rank +1)<</if>>@@<</if>> <<link "(Click here to fully review your vore encounters)">> <<script>> Dialog.setup('Vore History'); Dialog.wiki(Story.get('voreRecap').processText()); Dialog.open(); <</script>> <</link>> Of course, more than just your skills developed over the past week. How have you been getting on with your classmates? <<switch _goodRelationship>>\ <<case "emma">>\ Your relationship with @@color:gold;Emma@@ improved the most over the course of the week! Having a good relationship with your roommate is important at a school like this, and besides, who could resist her positivity?<<if $emmaRel > 4>> You've become very close friends already--maybe this could turn into something more...<</if>>\ <<case "sam">>\ Your relationship with @@color:gold;Sam@@ improved the most over the course of the week! She probably appreciates it more than she lets on.<<if $samRel > 4>> You've become very close friends already--maybe this could turn into something more...<</if>>\ <<case "leah">>\ Your relationship with @@color:gold;Leah@@ improved the most over the course of the week! She might be shy and reclusive, but you've already managed to make a big impression on her. <<if $leahRel > 4>> You've become very close friends already--maybe this could turn into something more...<</if>>\ <<case "alice">>\ Somehow, your relationship with @@color:gold;Alice@@ improved the most over the course of the week! <<if $aliceSimp > 0>>While you've earned her favor, your eagerness to please may have her seeing you as more of a lackey for her to order around than anything else...<<else>>Through either your irresistible charm or unreasonable kindness, you seem to have managed to earn at least a tiny bit of respect--or perhaps curiosity--from her.<<if $aliceRel > 4>> With the way things are going, maybe this could turn into something more...<</if>><</if>>\ <<case "mallory">>\ Your relationship with @@color:gold;Mallory@@ improved the most over the course of the week! <<if ($malloryTargetKayla is 1) and $ateKayla>>She's particularly pleased with how you handled the Kayla situation--she just can't stand a gossip like that.<<else>>I realized after writing the first part that this is actually impossible to trigger week 1, so if you're seeing this you cheated :P . Or some sort of mod has come into play and you should inform the author that they need to edit this message.<</if>>\ <<case "kayla">>\ Your relationship with @@color:gold;Kayla@@ improved the most over the course of the week! With someone as strong as her watching your back, you can probably afford to relax more than most of your classmates.\ <<case "couple">>\ Your relationship with @@color:gold;Sarah and Alesha@@ improved the most over the course of the week! You still feel like a bit of a third wheel when you're around them, but you feel like you're well on your way to making a real connection.\ <<case "mina">>\ Your relationship with @@color:gold;Mina@@ improved the most over the course of the week! She'll be forever grateful for all the effort you've put into keeping her safe.<<if $minaEscapeTraining > 1>> If you keep helping her train, maybe someday soon she won't need to rely on you watching her back!<</if>>\ <<case "cherry">>\ Your relationship with @@color:gold;Cherry@@ improved the most over the course of the week! By her own admission, that may not be ideal for you.\ <<case "nadia">>\ Your relationship with @@color:gold;Nadia@@ improved the most over the course of the week! You must have really been putting that tongue to use.\ <<case "beli">>\ Your relationship with @@color:gold;Beli@@ improved the most over the course of the week! However, this is actually impossible to trigger week 1, so if you're seeing this you cheated :P . Or some sort of mod has come into play and you should inform the author that they need to edit this message.\ <<case "leila">>\ Your relationship with @@color:gold;Leila@@ improved the most over the course of the week! However, this is actually impossible to trigger week 1, so if you're seeing this you cheated :P . Or some sort of mod has come into play and you should inform the author that they need to edit this message.\ <<case "sunny">>\ Your relationship with @@color:gold;Sunny@@ improved the most over the course of the week! Having a junior in your corner is sure to be a big help going forward.\ <<case "charlotte">>\ Your relationship with @@color:gold;Charlotte@@ improved the most over the course of the week! However, this is actually impossible to trigger week 1, so if you're seeing this you cheated :P . Or some sort of mod has come into play and you should inform the author that they need to edit this message.\ <<default>>\ Unfortunately, you don't seem to have made a particularly positive impression on anyone yet. Are you rude, or maybe just reclusive? Having friends can be important here, you may want to work on your social skills going forward.\ <</switch>> <<switch _badRelationship>>\ <<case "emma">>\ Somehow, you managed to anger @@color:gold;Emma@@ the most out of anyone over the course of the week. You must be a real jerk! Having a roommate that doesn't like you isn't ideal at a school like this, you might want to consider making amends going forward.\ <<case "sam">>\ You angered @@color:gold;Sam@@ the most out of anyone over the course of the week. As one of the best predators in your class and the sister of the most dangerous girl at the school, you should be certain you know what you're doing if you keep messing with her.\ <<case "leah">>\ You angered @@color:gold;Leah@@ the most out of anyone over the course of the week. Except you didn't because that shouldn't be possible week 1, so if you're seeing this you cheated :P. Or some sort of mod has come into play and you should inform the author that they need to edit this message.\ <<case "alice">>\ Perhaps predictably, you angered @@color:gold;Alice@@ the most out of anyone over the course of the week. Be sure to watch your back--as fun as it might be to mess with her, she //is// dangerous<<set _tempAlice to 0>><<if $eatenByAlice>><<set _tempAlice += 1>><</if>><<if $eatenByAliceCookout>><<set _tempAlice += 1>><</if>><<if $eatenByAliceDay4>><<set _tempAlice += 1>><</if>><<if $eatenByAliceDay7>><<set _tempAlice += 1>><</if>><<if _tempAlice > 1>>, as you should know well by now after the time you spent in her stomach<<elseif ($ateBetty or $emmaAteBetty or ($day6HuntWithSam is "betty")) and ($ateCassidy or $samAteCassidy)>>, even without her goons<</if>>.\ <<case "mallory">>\ You angered @@color:gold;Mallory@@ the most out of anyone over the course of the week. Except you didn't because that shouldn't be possible week 1, so if you're seeing this you cheated :P. Or some sort of mod has come into play and you should inform the author that they need to edit this message.\ <<case "kayla">>\ You angered @@color:gold;Kayla@@ the most out of anyone over the course of the week. She may generally have strong morals, but pissing off the strongest girl in your class might not be the wisest move.\ <<case "couple">>\ You angered @@color:gold;Sarah and Alesha@@ the most out of anyone over the course of the week. Though all things considered, you probably have more reasons to be angry with them than the other way around.\ <<case "mina">>\ You angered @@color:gold;Mina@@ the most out of anyone over the course of the week. Except you didn't because that shouldn't be possible week 1, so if you're seeing this you cheated :P. Or some sort of mod has come into play and you should inform the author that they need to edit this message.\ <<case "cherry">>\ You angered @@color:gold;Cherry@@ the most out of anyone over the course of the week. <<if $cherryInquiry1 > 1>>As curious as you might be about her name, making an enemy of a sophomore is dangerous at this school.<<else>>Really, this is only moderately worse than befriending her.<</if>>\ <<case "nadia">>\ You angered @@color:gold;Nadia@@ the most out of anyone over the course of the week. Except you didn't because that shouldn't be possible week 1, so if you're seeing this you cheated :P. Or some sort of mod has come into play and you should inform the author that they need to edit this message.\ <<case "beli">>\ You angered @@color:gold;Beli@@ the most out of anyone over the course of the week. Except you didn't because that shouldn't be possible week 1, so if you're seeing this you cheated :P. Or some sort of mod has come into play and you should inform the author that they need to edit this message.\ <<case "leila">>\ You angered @@color:gold;Leila@@ the most out of anyone over the course of the week. All things considered, you did pretty well for yourself if that one incident with her on Monday is the worst impression you left all week!\ <<case "sunny">>\ You angered @@color:gold;Sunny@@ the most out of anyone over the course of the week. Except you didn't because that shouldn't be possible week 1, so if you're seeing this you cheated :P. Or some sort of mod has come into play and you should inform the author that they need to edit this message.\ <<case "charlotte">>\ You angered @@color:gold;Charlotte@@ the most out of anyone over the course of the week. Except you didn't because that shouldn't be possible week 1, so if you're seeing this you cheated :P. Or some sort of mod has come into play and you should inform the author that they need to edit this message.\ <<default>>\ You managed to make it through the entire week without leaving a significant negative impression on anyone, great work!\ <</switch>><<if $kaylaEnd is "player">> You ate and digested @@color:gold;Kayla@@ this week, cutting the tough girl's promising future at the school short as a show of how much your skills as a predator have grown already.<<if $malloryTargetKayla is 1>> With the rumors you heard she'd been spreading around, she probably had it coming.<</if>><</if>><<if $minaEnd is "player">> You <<if $kaylaEnd is "player">>also<<else>>ate and<</if>> digested @@color:gold;Mina@@ this week, squashing her dreams of becoming a master escape artist before she'd even finished a full week of classes. Of course, even if you hadn't been the one to do it, there was no way she would have made it on her own anyways.<</if>> <<link "(Click here to fully review your relationships)">> <<script>> Dialog.setup('Relationships'); Dialog.wiki(Story.get('relationshipMenu').processText()); Dialog.open(); <</script>> <</link>> When it comes to the predator and prey dynamic at the school, you've gained a reputation <<if $reputation[0] is "apex">>for being @@color:gold;an apex predator@@! The number of challenging meals you've managed to take down has not gone unnoticed, and you've become known for eating above your grade. Your classmates are impressed by your skill, but also wary of it, and the upperclassmen are surely taking you more seriously than the rest of the freshman class.<<elseif $reputation[0] is "freak">>as @@color:gold;a certified freak@@! Your affinity for alternative kinds of vore is well known, and some people are a little weirded out by it--but don't let that get you down, just keep on being you.<<elseif $reputation[0] is "glutton">>for being @@color:gold;an absolute black hole@@! You've been a very active predator, and your extreme gluttony precedes you.<<elseif $reputation[0] is "untouchable">>for being @@color:gold;untouchable@@! The number of high profile escapes you've pulled off has proven that you're a force to be reckoned with. Most students at the school will think twice before trying their luck on such dangerous prey.<<elseif $reputation[0] is "escape">>as @@color:gold;an escape artist@@! You've spent more time inside a stomach than most, but no one seems to be able to put you away for good. At this point, smart predators will be getting a bit hesitant to even try.<<elseif $reputation[0] is "pacifist">>for being @@color:mediumPurple;trustworthy@@! As far a anyone at the school has heard, you've never even tried to eat anyone, so they're a bit more comfortable letting their guard down around you.<<elseif $reputation[0] is "pred">>for being @@color:mediumPurple;an active predator@@! You may not have made huge waves, but the snacking you've been doing on your classmates has not gone unnoticed.<<elseif $reputation[0] is "prey">>for being @@color:mediumPurple;tough prey to deal with@@! You've made it back out of enough predators for others to take note of your skill.<<else>>for being @@color:mediumPurple;nothing special@@. Unfortunately, you don't seem to have made much of an impact on your fellow students yet.<</if>> As for your social standing, you've gained a reputation <<if $reputation[1] is "popular">>for being @@color:gold;very popular@@! You have a lot of friends that seem to think very highly of you, to the point that word has spread about how great it is to know you.<<elseif $reputation[1] is "backstab">>for being @@color:red;a backstabber@@. Your penchant for eating friends who put their trust in you has not gone unnoticed and most of the school now knows you to be dangerous and unreliable.<<elseif $reputation[1] is "teacher">>for being @@color:gold;a real teacher's pet@@! You're well respected by all your professors, but not all of your fellow students necessarily respect that.<<elseif $reputation[1] is "despicable">>for being @@color:red;a despicable person@@. It seems like half the class hates your guts, and even those that don't have heard you're bad news.<<elseif $reputation[1] is "asshole">>for being @@color:red;kind of an asshole@@. Whatever you've been doing, rumors have spread that you're far from the nicest student around.<<elseif $reputation[1] is "kind">>for being @@color:gold;kindhearted@@! Word has spread that you're a good friend and a positive--or at least fun--influence to have around.<<elseif $reputation[1] is "loner">>for being @@color:mediumPurple;kind of a loner@@. It seems like barely anyone knows you, leaving most students unsure how to feel about you.<<else>>for being @@color:mediumPurple;perfectly average@@. You haven't made much of an impact on the school at large one way or the other.<</if>> [[On to the next week!->Week 1 to Week 2]]

With the chaos of your inaugural week at Saint Miluina's behind you, the days pass by a lot quieter, you and the other freshman settling more comfortably into the school's perilous status quo. Navigating the campus becomes second nature, even students you've never talked to become familiar faces, and your dorm starts to feel like home. Of course, every now and then someone who got a little too comfortable finds themselves getting comfortable inside a digestive tract instead, but nothing as insane as the Monday Massacre ever rears its head again. <<if $aliceKey or ($day3DormKey is "taken") or $ateJackie or $ateJackieDay5>>A couple weeks into the semester, you unfortunately learn that the school will eventually change the locks on dorms that have unaccounted for keys once one of the occupants is confirmed to have been digested, rendering any future plans you might have had for <<if $aliceKey and (($day3DormKey is "taken") or $ateJackie or $ateJackieDay5)>>Cassidy<<if $ateJackie or $ateJackieDay5'>> and Jackie's keys<<else>>'s key or the unknown one you found on the ground<</if>><<elseif $aliceKey>>Cassidy's key<<elseif $ateJackie or $ateJackieDay5>>Jackie's key<<else>>the key you found on the ground in class<</if>> moot.<<set $aliceKey to false>><<set $day3DormKey to "none">> <</if>>As the weeks pass, Alice<<if $aliceInfo1 is 0>>--who you come to learn is the daughter of a famous movie star, Selene Mercato<<set $aliceInfo1 to 1>>--<<else>> <</if>>doesn't hesitate to assert herself over the freshman class<<if !($ateCassidy or $samAteCassidy or $ateCassidyParty) and !($ateBetty or $emmaAteBetty or ($day6HuntWithSam is "betty"))>> with the help of her clique<</if>>. <<if ($ateCassidy or $samAteCassidy or $ateCassidyParty) and ($ateBetty or $emmaAteBetty or ($day6HuntWithSam is "betty"))>>Despite your efforts taking down her clique early on, she was able to score herself a new lackey in the form of a Selene Mercato superfan, and rumor has it there's been another member of your class clinging to her side lately.<<elseif ($ateCassidy or $samAteCassidy or $ateCassidyParty) or ($ateBetty or $emmaAteBetty or ($day6HuntWithSam is "betty"))>>Though you were able to take out <<if $ateCassidy or $samAteCassidy or $ateCassidyParty>>Cassidy<<else>>Betty<</if>>, she was quickly replaced by a Selene Mercato superfan Alice was easily able to turn into another lackey to do her bidding. Rumor has it that recently a third girl has joined her little clique as well.<<else>>Having two lackeys to order around already made her dangerous to deal with, but not long into the semester she was able to add another member to her little clique in the form of a Selene Mercato superfan. Rumor has it that recently a fourth girl has joined the group as well.<</if>> <<if $aliceNecklace>>At some point, Alice managed to find out about the fact that you had her necklace and was, understandably, not too pleased about it. Before you got a chance to use it as leverage for anything, you were forced to give it up as a means of escaping a close scrape with her.<</if>><<if !$metSam or !$metMaeve or !$metMatilda or ($metSam and (!$samInfo1 < 2))>> <<if !$metMaeve>>Though you were lucky enough to somehow avoid crossing her path early on, you couldn't make it too far into the semester without becoming familiar with Maeve McKenn: a senior at the top of her class that people call the queen of the school. She's the best of the best and even the other seniors are afraid of her--a freshman wouldn't stand a chance getting on her bad side so you've done your best to steer clear of her. She's almost always seen with one of the tallest girls at the school acting as her partner in crime, a chubby ginger with a penchant for anal vore named Matilda.<<if $metSam and (!$samInfo1 < 2)>> As it turns out, Maeve is also Sam's sister<<if $samRel < -1>>, which is more than a little concerning given your relationship<<else>>, which makes some sense given her own skill<</if>>.<<elseif !$metSam>> As it turns out, Maeve's sister, Sam, is in your class. She's a bit reclusive, but the family relation is clear in her skill as a predator--most people dread getting paired with her for lab.<</if>><<elseif !$metSam>>Not long after the first week, you came to learn that one of the girls in your class is the sister of "queen of the school" Maeve McKenn. She's a somewhat reclusive girl named Sam, and her skill as a predator makes the family relation clear--most people dread getting paired with her for lab.<<elseif !$metMatilda>>Though you were lucky enough to somehow avoid encountering Maeve outside of the more relaxed circumstance of her visiting Sam's dorm early on, you couldn't make it too far into the semester without becoming familiar with her more dangerous "queen of the school" side. When she's on the prowl or showing off around campus, she's normally accompanied by another senior named Matilda--a chubby ginger girl with a penchant for anal vore who's probably the tallest person on campus.<</if>><<set $metSam to true>><<set $metMatilda to true>><<if $samInfo1 < 2>><<set $samInfo1 to 2>><</if>><</if>><<if !$metZoey>> <<if !$metMaeve>>You also came to learn about another infamous predator at the school: a junior named Zoey Pierce.<<else>>Though you were lucky enough to avoid crossing her path early on, you couldn't make it too far into the semester without learning about an infamous predator in the junior class: Zoey Pierce.<</if>> She's a cruel and ruthless girl that seems to revel in dominating her prey, going as far as to tattoo tally marks on her stomach to commemorate her meals. You've done your best to steer clear of her.<</if>><<set $metMaeve to true>><<set $metZoey to true>><<if !$metSarah or !$metAlesha>> Through their friendship with Emma, you end up getting somewhat acquainted with your class's resident power couple--two girls named Sarah and Alesha who are absolutely attached at the hip. You almost never see one without the other, and even having barely talked to them directly you already find their obsession with each other a little tiring.<</if>> As for you, you spend your early semester... <<link "...working on your figure">><<replace "#text">>As for you, you spend a fair bit of your free time during the passing weeks working on your figure, doing your best to <<if $fat < 5>>maintain your skinny size<<if $totalPrey > 2>> despite your eating habits<</if>><<else>>slim down and shave off the pounds <<if $totalPrey > 2>>your classmates have been adding to your waistline<<else>>you've been putting on<</if>><</if>>. @@color:lime;It's hard work, but with regular trips to the gym you're able to <<if $fat < 5>>maintain your trim waistline<<else>>make some solid progress<</if>>!@@<<if $fat > 74>><<set $fat to 52>><<elseif $fat > 49>><<set $fat to 37>><<elseif $fat > 34>><<set $fat to 22>><<elseif $fat > 19>><<set $fat to 7>><<else>><<set $fat to 0>><</if>><<set $startFat to $fat>><<set $weekStartValues.fat to $fat>><<SetPlayerSize>> The weather grows colder and the leaves begin to change as the days pass by and Summer firmly gives way to Fall. September seems to race right by, and before you know it you're already halfway through the semester. On a late October morning, you get ready to face another week at SMVA... [[Wake up->Week 2 Start]]<</replace>><</link>><<if !$wardrobeLight or (!$wardrobeSkimpy and ($playerHorny > 1))>> <<link "...shopping for clothes">><<replace "#text">><<if $wardrobeLight or (!$wardrobeSkimpy and ($playerHorny > 1))>><<set $wardrobeSkimpy to true>><<set _skimpy to true>><<else>><<set $wardrobeLight to true>><<set _skimpy to false>><</if>>As for you, you spend some of your free time during the passing weeks organizing trips into town to browse through some of the local stores with an eye for updating your wardrobe. You've put together several <<if _skimpy>>quite skimpy outfits to show off a little around campus<<else>>outfits that are more light and flirty than your usual attire to mix up your style<</if>>. The weather grows colder and the leaves begin to change as the days pass by and Summer firmly gives way to Fall. September seems to race right by, and before you know it you're already halfway through the semester. On a late October morning, you get ready to face another week at SMVA... [[Wake up->Week 2 Start]]<</replace>><</link>><</if>> <<link "...training your strength">><<replace "#text">>As for you, you spend some of your early semester maintaining a regular schedule at the gym, focused on building muscle. Pure strength might not be enough to keep you safe here on its own, but it certainly doesn't hurt! <<set $workedOut += 1>><<set $strengthXP += 12>><<StrengthXPCheck>><<set $weekStartValues.strength to $strength>><<set $weekStartValues.workedOut to $workedOut>>The weather grows colder and the leaves begin to change as the days pass by and Summer firmly gives way to Fall. September seems to race right by, and before you know it you're already halfway through the semester. 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@@color:mediumPurple;''October 28th''@@ ---- You groan and roll over in your bed, folding your pillow over your head to block out the blaring of your alarm. After a few moments your hazy mind clears up enough to realize that this is a fruitless effort and you need to get up to face the day. You sit up and stretch with a yawn, grabbing your phone to shut off the noise. Glancing around the room, you notice that Emma must have gotten up not long before you--her bed is empty and the bathroom door is closed. With another yawn, you pull off your blanket and shift to the edge of the bed. You stretch your way up onto your feet, thinking about what you want to wear today. You recall that Professor Juniper said that today would be a lab day, so it might be a good idea to wear one of the uniforms she handed out before the first Intro to Vore lab earlier in the year to avoid messing up your own clothes. \ <<link "Wear normal clothes">><<replace "#choice">>But, at this point you're not really that bothered by a little slime getting on your clothes. You just pull a simple outfit out of your dresser for the day--jeans and a normal shirt.<</replace>><<replace "#outfit">>Then, you step back out to rejoin Emma and head over to the dining hall.<</replace>><<set $outfit to "normal">><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</link>> <<link "Wear the school uniform">><<replace "#choice">>That definitely seems like the best call--wearing something you actually care about just to have to change out of it before you've even made it to lunch would be pointless. You crouch down to look through your dresser and pull out one of the school uniforms.<</replace>><<replace "#outfit">><<if $breastSize > 44>>You have to leave a few buttons undone at the top of the uniform to wear it comfortably thanks to the size of your bust. <</if>>Then, you step out to rejoin Emma<<if $emmaRel < 1>> and head over to the dining hall.<<else>>. "Oh, lab day for you?" she asks when you return to the room.<<if ($breastSize > 44) and ($emmaRel > 3)>> You notice her gaze clearly dipping down to your exposed cleavage for a brief moment.<</if>> "Yep! Got one in Intro first thing in the morning," you reply.<<if ($emmaRel > 4) and ($emmaRomancePlayerInit > 0)>> You smirk and strike a slight pose. "I don't always need a reason though, I think it's a pretty cute look for me. Right?" "Yeah, you look great!" Emma says with a somewhat flustered smile. "Let's get going."<<else>> "Let's get going!"<</if>><</if>><</replace>><<set $outfit to "uniform">><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</link>>\ <<if $wardrobeLight>> <<link "Wear something a little lighter">><<replace "#choice">>But, at this point you're not really that bothered by a little slime getting on your clothes. You pull out a loose spaghetti strap top and a skirt from your dresser. With the weather getting colder, you're quickly running out of days where it's viable to wear something like this, so lab or not you shouldn't pass up the opportunity.<</replace>><<replace "#outfit">><<if $breastSize > 44>>Your top ends up revealing a bit more of your <<if $fat > 34>>potbelly<<else>>midriff<</if>> than it's meant to thanks to your chest, draping over your impressive bust without the hem quite reaching back to your body<<elseif $fat > 34>>A strip of your pudgy midsection clearly pokes out between your shirt and skirt.<<else>>You'll definitely need a jacket if you go outside at any point today, but that's the price you pay for looking cute.<</if>> Once you're dressed, you head back out to rejoin Emma<<if $emmaRel < 1>> and head over to the dining hall.<<else>>. "Hey, that's a <<if ($emmaRel > 3) and ($fat < 35) and ($fat > 19)>>//really// <</if>>good look for you! I like it," Emma says as you return to the room<<if ($emmaRel > 3) and ($fat < 35) and ($fat > 19)>>, a faint blush creeping onto her cheeks<</if>>. "You ready to go?" "Thanks!" you reply<<if ($emmaRel > 3) and ($fat < 35) and ($fat > 19)>> with a sly smile<</if>>. "Yeah, let's get going!"<</if>><</replace>><<set $outfit to "light">><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</link>><</if>>\ <<if $wardrobeSkimpy>> <<link "Wear something skimpy">><<replace "#choice">>Then again, lab time just means an opportunity to show off. You pull some of your skimpier clothes out of your dresser--a tube top and a miniskirt<<if $buttSize > 39>> that doesn't even fully cover your ass<</if>>. This outfit was //made// for a big gut, you'll probably be pulling looks from everyone else when it's your turn as the predator.<</replace>><<replace "#outfit">>You're definitely going to need to bundle up if you head outside today considering you're showing more skin than not, but you're looking //hot//<<if ($breastSize > 44) and ($buttSize > 39)>>, practically overflowing from the skimpy clothes on both ends<<elseif $breastSize > 44>>, your chest practically overflowing from your skimpy top<<elseif $buttSize > 39>>, your butt barely contained by the skimpy skirt<</if>>.<<if $fat > 34>> With nothing covering your midriff, your <<if $fat < 50>>potbelly<<else>>fat belly<</if>> is on full display.<</if>> Once you're dressed, you head back out to rejoin Emma<<if $emmaRel < 1>> and head over to the dining hall.<<else>>. <<if $emmaRel < 4>>"Hey, that's a great look for you!" Emma says as you return to the room. "You ready to go?" "Thanks!" you reply. "Yeah, let's get going!"<<else>>"O-Oh wow, this outfit again, huh?" Emma replies, clearly looking you over before nervously averting her gaze. "Yep, felt like showing off today," you say with a smirk, striking a small pose. "Or are you telling me you don't like it?" "No that's not what I--er, you look great!" she says, clearly a little flustered. "Let's get going!"<</if>><</if>><</replace>><<set $outfit to "skimpy">><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</link>><</if>> "Oh, good morning $name<<if $emmaRel < 1>>,<<else>>!<</if>>" Emma says as she steps out of the bathroom. <<if $emmaRel < 1>>"I'm about to head over to the dining hall, I'll wait up so we can get breakfast together!"<<else>>"You want to grab breakfast together?"<</if>> <<if $emmaRel < 1>>"Sure", you reply with a shrug. <<if $eatenByEmma>>Things have been a bit tense between you ever since she nearly digested you while drunk at her party earlier in the year, but it's mostly smoothed over by now. She's never tried anything sober at least, and was panicked enough about the first incident to be extra careful drinking around you ever since. At any rate, it would probably be more awkward to turn down her invitation since you are heading to the dining hall anyways, no matter how you're feeling.<<else>>You're heading to the dining hall anyways so you might as well let her tag along.<</if>><<elseif $emmaRel < 4>>"Hey Emma! Sure thing, just let me get changed first," you reply. <<if $eatenByEmma>>Things have been a little awkward between you ever since she nearly digested you while drunk at her party earlier in the year, but it's mostly smoothed over by now. She's never tried anything sober at least, and was panicked enough about the first incident to be extra careful drinking around you ever since.<</if>><<else>>"Hey Emma! Yeah I'd love to, just let me get changed first," you reply with a smile. <<if $eatenByEmma>>Things were a little awkward between you for a while after she nearly digested you while drunk at her party earlier in the year, but it's mostly water under the bridge by now. She's never tried anything sober at least, and was panicked enough about the first incident to be extra careful drinking around you ever since.<</if>><<if $emmaRomancePlayerInit > 0>> "Your hair looks great today!" "Thanks!" she says, slightly blushing as a grin spreads across her lips.<</if>><</if>> Slipping into the bathroom behind her, you quickly run through your morning routine. After a quick shower, you dry off and get changed into the outfit you picked out. [[Go get breakfast->October 28th- Breakfast]]

<<Time 8.75>><<if ($kaylaEnd is "alive") and ($kaylaRel > -2)>><<set _kayla to true>><<else>><<set _kayla to false>><</if>>\ The two of you step out of your dorm and head upstairs to make your way to the dining hall. Through the windows on the bridge you can see that it's a cloudy, overcast day. A few fallen leaves are blowing around on gusts of wind below you. <<if $outfit != "uniform">>You'll definitely want to grab a sweatshirt if you go outside today.<<else>>You'll definitely want to button up if you go outside today.<</if>> The dining hall is busy as usual when you arrive--Monday mornings are always crowded. Crowded enough that you and Emma have to wait in line to get food. <<if $kaylaEnd is "alive">>While you stand around, <<if $metKayla>>a familiar face<<else>>a girl that Emma seems familiar with<</if>> comes up behind you. <<if $kaylaRel > 1>>"Hey you two! Having a good morning?" the girl says. It's Kayla, wearing her usual green and black tank top despite the increasingly cold weather. "Heya Kay! Going well so far," Emma replies with a smile. "Hey Kayla! How have you been?" you say. "Eh, can't complain," she says with a shrug. "You ready for lab today?" "Not crazy about it being first thing in the morning, but I'll survive," you chuckle.<<elseif $kaylaRel > -2>>"Oh hey Emma! Having a good morning?" the girl says. <<if $metKayla>>It's Kayla, wearing her usual green and black tank top despite the increasingly cold weather.<<else>>It's a hispanic girl who's wearing a green and black tank top despite the cold weather, showing off her impressively toned arms. She has green eyes and dark brown hair tied back in a ponytail. You've seen her around but haven't really interacted before--you're pretty sure her name is Kayla.<</if>> "And... $name, right? Hey!" "Heya Kay! Going well so far," Emma replies with a smile. "<<if $emmaRel > 0>>I must have introduced you to<<else>>You must have met<</if>> $name by now, right?" "<<if $kaylaMax > 1>>Yeah, we've met," Kayla says with a shrug<<else>>Probably, I know we've got a class together," Kayla says<</if>>. "You ready for lab today?" "I guess, wish it wasn't first thing in the morning though..." you reply.<<else>>"Oh hey Emma! Having a good morning?" the girl says. It's Kayla. She gives you a side-eyed glare. "$name." "Heya Kay! Going well so far," Emma replies with a smile. She nervously glances between the two of you. "Um, how have you been?" "Eh, can't complain," she says with a shrug.<</if>> <<if $kaylaRel < -1>>An awkward tension hangs around as the three of you shuffle through the buffet line<<if hasVisited("Workout- Eat Kayla")>>--Kayla has understandably not been too fond of you since the time you tried to eat her earlier in the year<</if>>. Once you have your food, Kayla exchanges a few more pleasantries with Emma, then splits off on her own while the two of you find a place to sit. "I wish you two got along better..." Emma sighs, taking a bite of her waffles. She has the sleeves of her blue turtleneck rolled up a little to avoid accidentally getting syrup on them. "Anyway, you ready for the week?" "I'm not even ready for the //day// yet, I miss my bed," you reply with a yawn. "Lab first thing in the morning is never fun either, but I guess that'll definitely wake me up." "There you go, looking on the bright side!" Emma chuckles. "What about you?" "Yeah, I've got a good feeling about this week! I'm really looking forward to the Halloween party, from what Mallory's told me it sounds like it's gonna be a blast," she replies. "I can't believe it's the end of October already though, the year's really flying by!"<<else>>The three of you chat a little as you shuffle through the buffet line. They're serving waffles today<<if $emmaRel > 3>>--Emma goes for the blueberry ones, of course.<</if>>. Once you have your food, you head over to an open table together. "So, you ready for the week?" Emma asks as she digs into her food. She has the sleeves of her blue turtleneck rolled up a little to avoid accidentally getting syrup on them. "I'm excited for the Halloween party, from what Mallory's told me it sounds like it's gonna be a blast!" "I'll probably be skipping it honestly, parties aren't really my scene," Kayla says. She chuckles and shakes her head. "And one with that kind of theme is probably //extra// dangerous here." "Oh c'mon, it'll be fun! I've got a costume planned and everything," Emma replies. "I can't believe it's the end of October already though, the year's really flying by!"<</if>><<else>>It isn't too long of a wait, luckily, and soon enough you're both sitting down at an open table with plates of fresh waffles.<<if $emmaRel > 3>> Emma's are blueberry, of course.<</if>> "So, you ready for the week?" Emma asks as she digs into her food. She has the sleeves of her blue turtleneck rolled up a little to avoid accidentally getting syrup on them. "I'm not even ready for the //day// yet, I miss my bed," you reply with a yawn. "Lab first thing in the morning is never fun either, but I guess that'll definitely wake me up." "There you go, looking on the bright side!" Emma chuckles. "What about you?" "Yeah, I've got a good feeling about this week! I'm really looking forward to the Halloween party, from what Mallory's told me it sounds like it's gonna be a blast," she replies. "I can't believe it's the end of October already though, the year's really flying by!"<</if>> <<set $counter to 0>>\ \ \<<if $emmaRel > 1>><<linkreplace "Flirt with Emma ">><<set $counter += 1>>\ <<append "#text">> "<<if $counter is 2>>You know<<else>>Tell me about it<</if>>, <<if $emmaRelation4 > 0>>it still feels like that big party you threw to kick off the school year was just yesterday<<if $counter is 2>> Emma<</if>>," you say with a smirk. "But it can't have been, since we both woke up in the right beds today.~" "H-Hey, we promised not to talk about that..!" Emma says, her cheeks flushing red. "We just got really drunk, that's all..." "Damn, so you're saying you //didn't// like it? And here I am fondly reminiscing about it..." you tease. "No that's not what I--er, I mean..." "You can try out my bed instead next time~" you say. <<if _kayla>>"Uh, you guys want me to give you some privacy here?" Kayla says with a chuckle. "No no, it's fine! She's just teasing me," Emma sputters. "It was... back at that party I--" "Woah, none of my business what went down, no worries," Kayla laughs, cutting her off. "Thanks..." Emma sighs, clearly still a little flustered.<<else>>"$name please, it's still first thing in the morning! I'm not ready for this kind of teasing..." she sputters. "Fine, fine," you chuckle. "That sweater is really cute on you, by the way!" "Thanks..!" she says, melting back in her seat with a flustered smile.<</if>><<else>><<if $counter is 2>>that sweater is really cute Emma!<<else>>it feels like the leaves started to change just yesterday and now they're almost gone already,<</if>>" you say. "<<if $counter < 2>>That sweater is really cute by the way! <</if>>It's a great look for you." "Aw, thanks!" she replies with a smile. She cocks her head to the side. "I've been wearing it a lot this month though, what took you so long to notice?" she teases. "Ha, sorry, it just really caught my eye today!" you chuckle. "The color is a perfect compliment to those gorgeous eyes of yours, you're really great at coordinating like that! Maybe you could give me some pointers one of these days." "Yeah I'd love to! We'll have to go shopping together some time," Emma says. Her cheeks are looking a little rosy from the compliment.<<if ($emmaRel > 2) and (($outfit is "light") or ($outfit is "skimpy"))>> She looks you over for a moment. "I think you've already got a pretty good handle on things yourself though, that outfit looks <<if ($fat < 35) and ($fat > 19)>>//really// <</if>>great on you.~"<</if>><<if _kayla>> "Damn, pretty smooth $name," Kayla chuckles. Emma blushes a bit harder.<</if>><</if>><<set $emmaRomancePlayerInit += 1>> <</append>><<if !_kayla or ($counter is 2)>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><<replace "#choices">><</replace>><<replace "#relationship">><<if $emmaRel < 3>> <<Emma 1>><</if>><<if _kayla and ($kaylaRel < 2)>> <<Kayla 1>><</if>><</replace>><<else>><<replace "#ignore">><</replace>><</if>><</linkreplace>>\ \<</if>><<if $emmaInfo6 > 0>><<linkreplace "Talk about Emma's photography ">><<set $counter += 1>>\ <<append "#text">> <<if $counter is 2>>"So Emma, you taken any good pictures lately?" you ask.<<else>>"Tell me about it, it feels like the leaves started to change just yesterday and now they're almost gone already," you reply. "You gotten any good pictures?"<</if>> "Yeah, this area is really pretty this time of year!" she replies. "Here, I got some great ones on a shopping trip with Sunny the other week..." She pulls out her phone and flicks through it for a moment, then leans over the table to show you her screen. The first picture is one of the trees in the courtyard while it was at the peak of its color change, sporting fiery orange leaves that almost seem to glow with the way the light is shining on them. Then she scrolls over to a well framed shot of Sunny behind the wheel of her car, a colorful blur of autumn trees visible through the window behind her. There are a few more nice pictures of places around town... and then she accidentally scrolls too far to a picture of Sunny posing for the camera in her underwear, standing in what looks like a changing room.<<if _kayla>> Kayla laughs and looks away, while you just raise your eyebrows with your eyes locked on the screen.<</if>> "Sh-Shoot, sorry, don't worry about that one!<<if $emmaRel > 4>> She asked me to take that, I swear it wasn't, um...<</if>>" she says, blushing<<if $emmaRel > 4>> furiously<</if>> as she quickly shuts off her phone and leans back into her seat. "We were clothes shopping..." <<if ($sunnyFlirt > 0) and ($emmaRomancePlayerInit < 1)>>"Well hopefully she bought that, cause it looked //great// on her," you tease. "They all looked great though--perving on Sunny included! You're a really good photographer."<<else>>"Sure, sure. They all looked great though<<if $emmaRomancePlayerInit < 1>>--perving on Sunny included<</if>>!" you reply. "You're a really good photographer."<</if>><<if _kayla>> "Yeah honestly, I had no idea!" Kayla chimes in.<</if>> "Eheh, thanks... <<if $emmaRel > 4>>But really, I... er, let's talk about something else!<<else>>Let's talk about something else though,<</if>>" Emma says, clearly a little flustered still.<<if $emmaInfo6 < 2>><<set $emmaInfo6 to 2>><</if>> <</append>><<if !_kayla or ($counter is 2)>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><<replace "#choices">><</replace>><<replace "#relationship">><<if $emmaRel < 3>> <<Emma 1>><</if>><<if _kayla and ($kaylaRel < 2)>> <<Kayla 1>><</if>><</replace>><<else>><<replace "#ignore">><</replace>><</if>><</linkreplace>>\ \<</if>><<if _kayla>><<linkreplace "Ask about their club ">><<set $counter += 1>>\ <<append "#text">> <<if $counter < 2>>"Tell me about it, it feels like the leaves started to change just yesterday and now they're almost gone already," you reply. <</if>>"<<if $kaylaInfo2 < 1>>I think Emma's said you're<<else>>You guys are<</if>> both on the volleyball team, right? How's that been?"<<if $counter is 2>> you ask.<</if>> "It's a ton of fun! A great way to destress each week," Emma replies. "Yeah it's pretty great! Fun group to play with and it's a great way to get in an extra workout each week," Kayla says. "Ha, I can get a bit too competitive sometimes though..." "That can be fun sometimes though! I think that day where you made a jab at her glasses is the only time I've seen Sunny play seriously," Emma laughs. "You should play with us on the weekend or something some time $name!" "Ah sorry, I've sworn off volleyball," you reply with a smirk. "Got kicked off my high school team after eating the coach's daughter, so--" "I thought last time you told that story it was the assistant coach?" Emma says, smiling and rolling her eyes. "It can be both," you snicker.<<if $kaylaRel > 2>> "I'm pretty sure when it came up with me you said something about eating someone on the other team mid-game," Kayla chimes in. "Listen, you guys are acting like I'm making this up, but obviously I've committed //many// volleyball crimes. They don't ban you from the whole sport over nothing!" you say.<</if>> "Uh-huh," Emma laughs. "I swear someday I'll get you to tell me the real story!" <</append>><<if !_kayla or ($counter is 2)>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><<replace "#choices">><</replace>><<replace "#relationship">><<if $emmaRel < 3>> <<Emma 1>><</if>><<if _kayla and ($kaylaRel < 2)>> <<Kayla 1>><</if>><</replace>><<else>><<replace "#ignore">><</replace>><</if>><</linkreplace>>\ \<</if>><<linkreplace "Talk about the season ">><<set $counter += 1>>\ <<append "#text">> <<if $counter is 2>>"You know, fall might be one of my favorite seasons, I love all the colors as the leaves change," you say. "What about you?"<<else>>"Tell me about it, it feels like the leaves started to change just yesterday and now they're almost gone already," you reply. "Is fall your favorite season then?"<</if>> "Ooo, tough to say! It's definitely up there, but I think I'd have to go for summer as my //favorite// season," she replies. "Warm weather, days at the beach... I guess never having school then gives it an unfair advantage though!" "Ha, for sure! The school system really handed it first place on a silver platter for anyone that hasn't graduated," you chuckle. "Fall is great too though! The changing leaves are so pretty, and bundling up with a cute sweater and scarf on a breezy day can be really nice too, even if summer fashion is more my style," she says, absentmindedly adjusting her sweater at the mention. "Winter's got a lot to love too, but the cold weather is definitely too much of a drag for me. I guess spring is really the only one that doesn't have much going for it for me!"<<set $emmaInfo11 to 1>><<if _kayla>> "Aw, really? Spring's gotta be the best for me!" Kayla chimes in. "Best time for hiking in my book, feels great to finally get out there after being cooped up for the winter. Fall's not too bad either though." "I can see that! I've never really been hiking, we should go some time!" Emma replies with a smile.<<set $kaylaInfo8 to 1>><</if>> <</append>><<if !_kayla or ($counter is 2)>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><<replace "#choices">><</replace>><<replace "#relationship">><<if $emmaRel < 3>> <<Emma 1>><</if>><<if _kayla and ($kaylaRel < 2)>> <<Kayla 1>><</if>><</replace>><<else>><<replace "#ignore">><</replace>><</if>><</linkreplace>>\ \<<linkreplace "Eat your meal without conversing">>\ <<append "#text">> "Yeah, pretty crazy," you say flatly, <<if ($emmaRel < 1) and (!_kayla or ($kaylaRel < 1))>>not particularly interested in chatting with them<<else>>too tired to offer much in the way of conversation<</if>>. <<if _kayla>>While the two of them continue chatting, you keep to yourself, passing the time on your phone as you finish up your meal. Emma offers a few more attempts at bringing you into the conversation, but mostly gets the message that you aren't interested right now. When the time comes for Emma's class, Kayla gets up to walk with her so that they can continue their conversation, leaving you on your own.<<else>>You quietly eat your breakfast in peace, Emma offering a few attempts at small talk but mostly getting the message that you aren't interested right now. Instead, the two of you pass the time on your phones as you finish up your meal. It's a little awkward, but you'll survive. "Well, I should probably get to class," Emma says. "Mhm, see ya," you say, still focused on your phone.<</if>> <<if $emmaRel < 3>> @@color:yellow;You didn't make much of an impression with <<if _kayla and ($kaylaRel < 2)>>them<<else>>Emma<</if>>.@@<<elseif _kayla and ($kaylaRel < 2)>> @@color:yellow;You didn't make much of an impression with Kayla.@@<</if>> You kill a bit more time after <<if _kayla>>they<<else>>she<</if>> walks off, but soon enough your own class approaches and you finally get up from your seat. [[Head to class->October 28th- Going to Class]]<<if _kayla>><<set $metKayla to true>><<if $kaylaInfo2 < 1>><<set $kaylaInfo2 to 1>><</if>><<set $predName to "tempIgnore">><</if>> <</append>><<replace "#choices">><</replace>><</linkreplace>>\ \ \ \ The <<if _kayla>>three<<else>>two<</if>> of you keep chatting as you eat, making for a pleasant start to your morning. Time seems to fly by, and before you know it Emma has to cut off the conversation. "Shoot, I really gotta get to class," she says, getting up from her seat. "I'll see you <<if _kayla>>guys around<<else>>around $name<</if>>, good luck with your lab!" "Thanks, see you later!" you reply. <<if _kayla>>You and Kayla kill a bit more time together, but soon enough your own class approaches and you get up to head over together.<<else>>You kill a bit more time on your phone, but soon enough your own class approaches and you finally get up from your seat.<</if>> [[Head to class->October 28th- Going to Class]]<<if _kayla>><<set $metKayla to true>><<if $kaylaInfo2 < 1>><<set $kaylaInfo2 to 1>><</if>><</if>><<if $fullness is 0>><<set $stamina to Math.min($stamina+8, $staminaMax)>><</if>>

<> <<if ($kaylaEnd is "alive") and ($kaylaRel > -2) and ($predName != "tempIgnore")>><<set _kayla to true>><<else>><<set _kayla to false>><</if>> <<set _eaten to 0>> <<if $eatenByAlice>><<set _eaten += 1>><</if>> <<if $eatenByAliceCookout>><<set _eaten += 1>><</if>> <<if $eatenByAliceDay4>><<set _eaten += 1>><</if>> <<if $eatenByAliceDay7>><<set _eaten += 1>><</if>> <<if $ateCassidy or $samAteCassidy or $ateCassidyParty or ($cassidyParty is "harper")>><<set _noCassidy to true>><<else>><<set _noCassidy to false>><</if>> <<if $ateBetty or $emmaAteBetty or ($day6HuntWithSam is "betty")>><<set _noBetty to true>><<else>><<set _noBetty to false>><</if>> <>\ <<Time 9.75>>\ You decide to head out into the courtyard to quickly cross back over to Karbo, greeted by a rush of brisk autumn air as you push open the glass door of the dining hall.<<if ($outfit is "skimpy") or ($outfit is "light")>> As you expected, your outfit is not exactly sufficient for this kind of weather and you almost immediately find yourself shivering. You look great, though, which is what really matters.<<if _kayla>> Kayla, meanwhile, planned ahead a bit better and simply slips on the sweatshirt she had tied around her waist. <</if>><<elseif _kayla>> Even for the short trip, Kayla is quick to don the sweatshirt she had tied around her waist. <<else>> <</if>>The school set up decorations for Halloween last week--pumpkins spread around, faux cobwebs in places where they won't get in the way, a pair of tacky devil horns placed on the fountain's angel statue. And of course most prominently, the grassy areas of the courtyard are filled with fake gravestones... which supposedly all have names of actual students that got eaten on them. It seems pretty morbid on the staff's part to you, but from what you heard the idea started as a prank from one of the senior classes years ago and became such a consistent tradition that now the school itself sets it up every year. <<if $totalPrey > 1>>You haven't really found the time to closely look through them, but you can't help being a little curious if they're kept up to date enough for any of your past meals to have one out here...<</if>> <<if _kayla>>"So, you think we'll be lab partners?" Kayla asks as the two of you step into the Karbo lobby. <<if $oralProficiency > 3>>"I hope so, honestly," you chuckle. "You're like the toughest prey I could get paired up with, so you're probably the only person in class that //might// give me a challenge." "Ha! I'm no one's prey," she replies with a laugh. "You're gonna eat those words if we are partners, chica!"<<else>>"Honestly? I hope not," you chuckle. "I mean no offense, but you're like the toughest person in the class. I'm looking to get a good grade for keeping prey down here, not get embarrassed in front of everyone!" "Ha! Offense? That's a compliment," she replies with a laugh. "I'll try to go easy on you if we're paired up, but no promises."<</if>> You carry on down the hall toward Room 115, but before you've quite made it to the door a group coming the other way blocks your path...<<else>>Hurrying along, you make your way back inside through the Karbo lobby and down the hall toward Room 115. Before you've quite made it to the door, however, a group coming the other way blocks your path...<</if>> "<<if $aliceRel > 0>>Oh, you're still around? I'm a little surprised you haven't been picked off yet," the girl at the head of the group says<<if _kayla>>, looking at you more than Kayla<</if>>.<<if $aliceRel > 1>> "I'm almost impressed, really."<</if>><<else>>Well well, look who's still polluting the halls..." the girl at the head of the group says with an exaggerated sigh<<if $aliceRel < -2>>, her voice dripping with disdain<</if>>. "I really thought more of the trash would have cleared out by now."<</if>> It's Alice, of course<<if _noBetty and _noCassidy>>... and she's back to having two lackeys lined up beside her<<else>>, with her lackeys lined up alongside her--there's <<if _noBetty or _noCassidy>>three of them now<<else>>//four// of them now, enough to completely block the hall<</if>><</if>>. She's wearing a very loose red top that leaves her shoulders exposed, along with a high-waisted black skirt and her usual thigh-highs. The way the skirt pulls at her top and scrunches up the fabric where the two meet makes her chest look bigger than it is.<<if !_noBetty>> <<if $showedBettyMercy>>Next to her, Betty crosses her arms and puts on a mean look to back her up, but doesn't say anything. Ever since you chose to spare her after coming just a step away from digesting her, she's acted a lot more reserved whenever Alice targets you, even if she hasn't exactly turned over a new leaf.<<elseif $day6HuntBettyEmma or $eatenByBetty>>"Honestly, this worthless little <<if $outfit is "skimpy">>slut<<else>>bitch<</if>> doesn't deserve to be breathing the same air as us," Betty growls, standing right beside her<<if _kayla>> and glaring at you<</if>>.<<else>>"Honestly, I can't believe <<if _kayla>>they haven't just fed themselves<<else>>she hasn't just fed herself<</if>> to someone yet to get it over with," Betty sneers, standing right beside her.<</if>> She's wearing skinny jeans, a pink scarf, and a matching long sleeve blouse.<<if _kayla>> "I guess it makes sense that they're friends, it's not like you losers have any other options."<<elseif (($outfit is "skimpy") or ($outfit is "uniform")) and !$showedBettyMercy>> "I mean look at her, she's just begging to get eaten like that."<</if>><</if>><<if !_noCassidy>> "Hi again<<if $cassidyParty is "dance">> $name!<</if>>!<<if ($outfit is "light") or ($outfit is "skimpy")>> That's, like, a really cute outfit!<</if>>" <<if $metCassidy>>Cassidy chirps, standing <<if _noBetty>>right next to her<<else>>opposite Betty<</if>>.<<else>>chirps a tanned girl with blonde twintails standing <<if _noBetty>>right next to her<<else>>opposite Betty<</if>>. Cassidy--she's been hanging around with Alice for a while and you have Intro to Vore with her.<</if>> She's wearing a cutesy pastel pink sweater over a white spaghetti strap top, along with dark blue leggings.<<if $aliceRel < 1>> Alice gives her a side-eyed glare and she quickly adds some shade to her cheerful greeting: "<<if ($outfit is "light") or ($outfit is "skimpy")>>Um, I mean <<if $fat > 49>>it looks, like, awful on you though, fatty!<<else>>those colors, like, don't match you at all though, dummy!<</if>><<else>>I hope you're ready to, like, totally fail this lab today, dummy! We all know you're gonna!<</if>>"<</if>><</if>> <<if _kayla>>"Oh, great. //You//," Kayla says, rolling her eyes. She crosses her arms and takes a slight step in front of you. "The feeling's mutual, //Carillo//," Alice sneers. "To think there was ever a time I thought you might have been worthy of a spot beside me. How embarrassing." "//*pfft*// You still mad I didn't join your little psycho gang?" Kayla snaps back. "That was day one, get over yourself! //I'm// offended you ever thought I might go along with it." "Don't you dare talk back to her!" <<if !_noBetty or !_noCassidy>>another <</if>>one of Alice's lackeys says, pouting and pointing an accusatory finger at Kayla. "You should be honored to have the chance to stand at Alice Mercato's side!" It's a pale, blue-eyed girl who's a bit shorter than you, with long, flowing blonde hair dyed partially pink. She's wearing round glasses, a dark red sweater, and a black skirt, along with leggings sporting a pink gradient starting at her feet and fading to black near her thighs. You've seen her with Alice a few times over the past few weeks--she's a Selene Mercato superfan, and that obsession clearly extends to Alice as well. "You are right, Elly, she has a lot of disrespect to answer for," Alice says, putting a hand on her hip with a smug grin. "But, I don't need her anymore. Darcy, introduce yourself." "Oh I've seen this little punk at the gym before, thinks she's hot shit," the <<if _noBetty and _noCassidy>>other girl with her<<else>>last of the girls<</if>>, presumably Darcy, says. She takes a step forward and cracks her knuckles. "Been kinda wanting a piece of her for a while now.~" You don't recognize her, she must have joined Alice's clique just recently. She's a dark skinned girl with brown eyes and short, messy hair dyed blonde along the fringes. Her outfit--a black, high neck halter top that clings snugly to her chest and low-rise jeans--leaves her arms and midriff fully exposed, showing off an impressive amount of muscle. There's a sweatshirt tied around her waist. "Come and try it then, //puta//," Kayla says, squaring up and staring Darcy down. She's just tall enough that Kayla has to look up a little to meet her gaze while they're right in each other's faces. "If you're letting that brat boss you around, you must be a real pushover." <<if ($aliceRel > 0) or (($aliceRel > -3) and ($aliceSimp > 1))>>"Woah, hang on now, let's--" you start to say, worried about how much the situation has escalated. But, before you can even try to diffuse things yourself Professor Juniper steps out of the nearby classroom.<<else>>Before things can escalate any further, Professor Juniper steps out of the nearby classroom to interrupt.<</if>> "What's all the ruckus out here?" she says. "Ah, there you are! Break it up please, ladies, you're needed inside." "Whatever..." Darcy grumbles. She steps back, swayed by the stern look Juniper is giving her despite her calm request. "Next time, //puta//," she adds mockingly. "Thank you. Now come along, class is starting," Juniper says, gesturing toward the room.<<if !_noCassidy>> "You too Cassidy!" "Yes Miss J!" Cassidy replies cheerfully. She gives the rest of the group a wave goodbye and heads into the room.<</if>> [[Head to class->October 28th- Intro to Vore]]\ <<elseif ($aliceRel > 0) or (($aliceRel > -3) and ($aliceSimp > 1))>>"Oh, hey Alice! How have you been?" you say, ignoring her rudeness at least for the moment. "Who told you you could speak to her so casually?" another one of her lackeys says, pouting and pointing an accusatory finger at you. "Rude! Show some more respect!" It's a pale, blue-eyed girl who's a bit shorter than you, with long, flowing blonde hair dyed partially pink. She's wearing round glasses, a dark red sweater, and a black skirt, along with leggings sporting a pink gradient starting at her feet and fading to black near her thighs. You've seen her with Alice a few times over the past few weeks--she's a Selene Mercato superfan, and that obsession clearly extends to Alice as well. "Relax, Elly," Alice sighs. She smirks and snaps her fingers. "Throne." "Oh, yes ma'am!" the girl with glasses chirps. She immediately gets down on her hands and knees behind Alice, who promptly sits back to use her as a chair. You'd almost feel bad for her if she didn't have a giddy smile on her face. "She's right though, you're awfully bold today," Alice says, leisurely crossing one leg over the other. "What makes you think I stopped just to chat?" <<if $aliceTrue > 1>>"Well, you did start <<if $aliceRel > 1>>off by //almost// saying something nice<<else>>talking to me first<</if>>, and now just took a seat to settle in and get comfortable," you tease. "I thought it was a nice change of pace just being friendly for once!" you add with a smile.<<else>>"Of course, silly me," you say with a sigh. <</if>> Your eyes dart down to Elly for a moment. "Is she... okay down there?" "More than okay..!" Elly replies, her voice somewhat strained. "Just who is this brat anyways?" the last of the girls asks. "Someone I should know?" This one you don't recognize. She's a dark skinned girl with brown eyes and short, messy hair dyed blonde along the fringes. Her outfit--a black, high neck halter top that clings snugly to her chest and low-rise jeans--leaves her arms and midriff fully exposed, showing off an impressive amount of muscle. There's a sweatshirt tied around her waist. <<if $aliceSimp > 1>>"I could say the same to you," you say, feeling an odd tinge of jealousy for a moment. Elly you understand--she's //eagerly// serving as a chair right now, obviously Alice is going to keep her around--but how did this random girl get let into her little clique while you've been mostly ignored despite once hand-feeding her someone? "My name's $name. I don't think I've seen you around before, we must not have any classes together."<<else>>"Oh, I'm $name! I don't think I've seen you around before, we must not have any classes together," you reply.<</if>> "She's no one too important Darcy, <<if $aliceSimp > 0>>just a girl who's desperate for my attention<<else>>just a girl that knows not to get on my bad side<</if>>," Alice says. The conversation is cut short as Professor Juniper steps out of the nearby classroom. "What's all the commotion out here?" she asks. "Ah, there you are $name! Come along then dear, class is starting. <<if !_noCassidy>>You too Cassidy!" "Yes Miss J!" Cassidy replies cheerfully. She gives the rest of the group a wave goodbye and heads into the room. "<</if>>And for goodness sake Alice, get off of that poor girl!"<<if !_noCassidy>> Juniper adds.<</if>> "I-I'm fine down here professor, don't worry..!" Elly chimes in. Her arms are starting to tremble a little. "Well, guess I'll see you guys around!" you say with a friendly wave as you head into the classroom, refusing to play along with her bully routine. [[Head to class->October 28th- Intro to Vore]]\ <<else>>"Hey, you're the ones clogging things up walking side by side like that," you reply, crossing your arms as they come to a stop in front of you.<<if _noBetty and _noCassidy>> You smirk<<if ($ateCassidy or $ateCassidyParty) and $ateBetty>> and briefly pat your<<if $outfit is "skimpy">> exposed<</if>> stomach<</if>>. "How'd you even manage to convince these two to hang around with you? Don't they know what happened to the last group of lackeys you had?"<<elseif $aliceRel < -1>> "Don't you think this is getting a little excessive?"<</if>> "Don't you dare talk back to her!" <<if !_noBetty or !_noCassidy>>another <</if>>one of her lackeys says, pouting and pointing an accusatory finger at you. "If Alice Mercato says you're garbage, you're garbage! Deal with it!" It's a pale, blue-eyed girl who's a bit shorter than you, with long, flowing blonde hair dyed partially pink. She's wearing round glasses, a dark red sweater, and a black skirt, along with leggings sporting a pink gradient starting at her feet and fading to black near her thighs. You've seen her with Alice a few times over the past few weeks--she's a Selene Mercato superfan, and that obsession clearly extends to Alice as well. You're pretty sure her name is Elly. "Ha, you tell her runt! Who is this brat?" the last of the girls asks, taking a step forward. "'Cause she looks <<if ($fat > 34) or ($breastSize > 59) or ($buttSize > 59)>>like a real filling<<else>>a lot like<</if>> breakfast to me.~" This one you don't recognize. She's a dark skinned girl with brown eyes and short, messy hair dyed blonde along the fringes. Her outfit--a black, high neck halter top that clings snugly to her chest and low-rise jeans--leaves her arms and midriff fully exposed, showing off an impressive amount of muscle. There's a sweatshirt tied around her waist. <<if _noBetty and _noCassidy>>"She's an annoying pain in my ass that likes to run her mouth and think she's worth something just because she had a hand in taking down the idiots I had to make due with at the start of the year," Alice says, glaring at you. She crosses her arms and smirks. "But that's right, you haven't met Darcy yet, have you $name? She's already earned her place at my side, but she's eager to impress. Now, what is it you were saying again?"<<else>><<if $aliceRel < -2>>"She's an annoying pain in my ass that likes to run her mouth and think she's worth something," Alice says, glaring at you. She snaps her fingers.<<else>>"Oh, no one important, just an annoying little nobody that likes to run her mouth," Alice says. She smirks and snaps her fingers.<</if>> "Elly, throne." "Yes ma'am!" the girl with glasses chirps. She immediately gets down on her hands and knees behind Alice, who promptly sits back to use her as a chair. You'd almost feel bad for her if she didn't have a giddy smile on her face. "That's right though, you two haven't properly met yet, have you?" Alice says, leisurely crossing one leg over the other. "$name, this is Darcy, she recently earned her place at my side. Now, what were you saying again?"<</if>> Darcy grins and cracks her knuckles, staring you down. \ <<link "Stand your ground and run your mouth">><<replace "#choice">>\ <<if _noBetty and _noCassidy>>"Oh don't you dare act so cocky!" you say with a laugh. "What, are we just gonna pretend like you didn't lay low until you found Elly as a new meat shield to hide behind? And then you've //still// been avoiding //me// up until now when you convinced this piece of work to join you. So don't pretend I'm just 'some pain in the ass' to you--you're //scared//." "//Scared?//" Alice growls, one of her eyes twitching. "You really think I would //ever// be scared of <<if ($fat > 49) or ($breastSize > 44)>>a disgusting<<if $outfit is "skimpy">>, shameless<</if>> <<if $fat > 49>>pig<<else>>cow<</if>><<else>>someone<</if>> like //you//? You're just too pathetic to be worth my time." "Yet here we are talking in the hall while I'm trying to get to class because //you// decided to stop when you saw me," you shoot back. "So who's the pathetic one here?<<if $reputation[0] is "glutton">> Get over yourself, we both know you're just hiding behind your lackeys <<if ($fat > 49) or ($breastSize > 44)>>because you're scared of how this <<if $fat > 49>>'pig'<<else>>'cow'<</if>> got this big<<else>>because you know you don't stand a chance against a predator like me.<</if>><</if>>"<<elseif _eaten > 0>>"Okay, this is just sad. You're so embarrassed about losing to me that you had to hire a whole new goon to try and scare me off?" you taunt. "They //do// all know that little miss 'apex predator' already tried to eat me<<if _eaten > 1>> //more than once//<</if>> and couldn't keep me down, right?" "You--" Alice starts to say. "No no, let me guess, your next line is something like 'yOu WeRe JuSt ToO pAtHeTiC tO bE wOrTh My TiMe'," you say, rolling your eyes. "Get over yourself<<if $reputation[0] is "glutton">>, we both know you're just hiding behind your lackeys because you know you don't stand a chance against a predator like me<</if>>." "How //dare// you interrupt her..!" Elly says in a strained, yet indignant tone.<<elseif ($aliceRel > -2) and ($aliceRel < 1)>>"Right, what I was going to say before I got interrupted was... who are you again?" you reply with a smug grin. "Sorry, I can't quite place your face." "I //KNOW// YOU KNOW WHO I AM BY NOW YOU LITTLE..!" Alice snaps, jumping to her feet with a murderous glare in her eyes. Then she clears her throat and sits back down on Elly's back, doing her best to regain her composure. "...if that's true, you're even dumber than I thought." "Yeah, I just said her name like ten seconds ago, jerk..!" Elly chimes in from under her. "Oh yeah, of course! Sorry about that... Alex..?" you taunt.<<if $ateAlex>> "No no wait, I ate her, that can't be it.~"<</if>><<else>>"Wow, seriously? You're so scared of dealing with me yourself you hired a whole new goon just to try and intimidate me? That's pretty sad," you taunt. You nod down at Elly. "And is she gonna be alright under that fat ass of yours? You're gonna break the poor girl's spine!" "It would be an honor to be crushed under her perfect body..!" Elly says in a strained, yet indignant tone. "//Scared?//" Alice growls, one of her eyes twitching. "You really think I would //ever// be scared of <<if ($fat > 49) or ($breastSize > 44)>>a disgusting<<if $outfit is "skimpy">>, shameless<</if>> <<if $fat > 49>>pig<<else>>cow<</if>><<else>>someone<</if>> like //you//? You're just too pathetic to be worth my time." "Yet here we are talking in the hall while I'm trying to get to class because //you// decided to stop when you saw me," you shoot back. "So who's the pathetic one here?<<if $reputation[0] is "glutton">> Get over yourself, we both know you're just hiding behind your lackeys <<if ($fat > 49) or ($breastSize > 44)>>because you're scared of how this <<if $fat > 49>>'pig'<<else>>'cow'<</if>> got this big<<else>>because you know you don't stand a chance against a predator like me.<</if>><</if>>"<</if>> "Well damn, you had her nailed to a T, boss," Darcy says, chuckling as she steps forward and grabs the front of your shirt. Now that she's so close, you can definitely tell that she's a few inches taller than you. "Doesn't know when to shut her mouth." "'Boss'? Oh my god, you really //are// a goon!" you laugh, because you don't know when to shut your mouth. "Where did she even find you?"<<if !_noCassidy>> "Oh, it's a funny story actually! She--" Cassidy starts to reply. Alice scowls and tugs on one of her ponytails to shut her up without even turning to look at her.<</if>> "Go ahead and help yourself, <<if $aliceRel < -3>>she's had it coming for a //long// time," Alice says, scowling.<<else>>she's clearly asking for it," Alice says with a smirk.<</if>> "You got that right~" Darcy says. She yanks you closer with her grip on your shirt, but before either of you can do anything more... "What's all the ruckus out here?" Professor Juniper says, stepping out of the nearby classroom right into the middle of your face-off. "Ah, there you are $name! I'll have to ask you to unhand her, young lady, she's needed inside." "Whatever..." Darcy grumbles. She lets you go, swayed by the stern look Juniper is giving her despite her calm request. "Next time, bitch." "Thank you. Now come along dear, class is starting," Juniper says, gesturing toward the room. <<if !_noCassidy or !_noBetty>><<if !_noCassidy>>"You too Cassidy!" "Yes Miss J!" Cassidy replies cheerfully. She gives the rest of the group a wave goodbye and heads into the room. <</if>>"And for goodness sake Alice, get off of that poor girl!"<<if !_noCassidy>> Juniper adds.<</if>> "I-I'm fine down here professor, don't worry..!" Elly chimes in. Her arms are starting to tremble a little.<</if>> "You won't always get so lucky, $name..." Alice growls. <<if _noBetty and _noCassidy>>She glares<<else>>She gets back on her feet, glaring<</if>> at you as you smugly stroll into the classroom.<<if $aliceRel > -3>> <<if $aliceRel > -1>><<Alice -2>><<else>><<Alice -1>><</if>><</if>> [[Head to class->October 28th- Intro to Vore]]\ <</replace>><</link>> <<link "Back down to diffuse the situation">><<replace "#choice">>\ "Oh, uh, nothing really, I was just trying to get to class," you say, taking a slight step back. Darcy alone looks tough, and <<if _noBetty and _noCassidy>>considering you're also outnumbered<<else>>with how outnumbered you are<</if>> you really don't want to escalate things<<if $aliceRel < -3>>, as much as it pains you to bite your tongue<</if>>. "Ha! Real quick to back down, huh?" Darcy sneers. "Guess you're not a complete dumbass." "I'm glad you're<<if $aliceRel < -2>> finally<</if>> learning your place," Alice says with a sly smile. She leisurely inspects her nails instead of looking at you. "Maybe if you ask nicely I'll<<if $aliceRel < -3>> //consider// letting<<else>> let<</if>> you through.~" Before things can go any further, Professor Juniper steps out of the classroom to interrupt her bully routine. "What's all the commotion out here?" she asks. "Ah, there you are $name! Come along then dear, class is starting.<<if _noCassidy and _noBetty>>"<<else>><<if !_noCassidy>> You too Cassidy!" "Yes Miss J!" Cassidy replies cheerfully. She gives the rest of the group a wave goodbye and heads into the room. "<</if>>And for goodness sake Alice, get off of that poor girl!"<<if !_noCassidy>> Juniper adds.<</if>> "I-I'm fine down here professor, don't worry..!" Elly chimes in. Her arms are starting to tremble a little.<</if>> "Fine..." Alice says with a sigh<<if !_noBetty or !_noCassidy>>, finally getting back on her feet<</if>>. "<<if $aliceRel < -2>>You better watch yourself $name, this isn't over...<<else>>We've got better things to do anyway.<</if>>" Relieved to be granted an easy out, you head into the classroom while Alice and her remaining goons shuffle off down the hall. [[Head to class->October 28th- Intro to Vore]]\ <</replace>><</link>>\ <</if>>

<<if ($kaylaEnd is "alive") and ($kaylaRel > -2) and ($predName != "tempIgnore")>><<set _kayla to true>><<else>><<set _kayla to false>><</if>><<set $predName to "!Err:setPredName">>\ <<Time 10>>\ <<if _kayla>>You and Kayla head inside, making your way to a pair of empty desks right next to each other. She's clearly still heated from the confrontation.<<else>>You head inside and make your way to one of the nearest open desks.<</if>> Juniper closes the door behind you and returns to the front of the room, already starting to address the class. "Good morning everyone! I hope you're all doing well," she says in a cheery voice. "We'll be doing a lab today, hopefully you all remembered! I'll move this along quickly so that you can get right to it." She starts to go around the room passing out antacid tablets while she explains some of the techniques she'd like you to try when it's your turn as the predator. Recent lessons on managing your meals have been based around disrupting and disorienting your prey, as well as the benefits of taking some risks in the short term to tire them out.<<if $oralProficiency < 3>> Unfortunately, you've been lagging a bit behind in your predator studies and haven't really gotten the hang of shaking your belly around without exhausting yourself far more than your prey, so you doubt you'll be able to impress much on this one.<</if>> "Alright then, time to partner up! Please get together and find a space in the room as soon as your name is called." She runs down the list of names fairly quickly.<<if _kayla and !($ateCassidy or $samAteCassidy or $ateCassidyParty)>> You have to stifle a laugh when Kayla's name gets called--right after that big face off with Alice and her clique, she's paired up with Cassidy. She mutters something in spanish under her breath as she gets up and trudges over to where the ditsy blonde is seated.<</if>> You're one of the last to be called<<if ($leahRel < 0) and _kayla and !($ateCassidy or $samAteCassidy or $ateCassidyParty)>>, and you might not have fared too much better really--your partner is Leah<<elseif ($leahMax is 0) and ($leahMin is 0)>>--your partner is "Leah Campbell"<<else>>--your partner is Leah<</if>>. <<if ($leahMax is 0) and ($leahMin is 0)>>\ <<if $metLeah>>You've met Leah once or twice before, but you're not overly familiar with her<<else>>You're not overly familiar with Leah, but you've seen her around in class before<</if>>. She's a shy, nerdy girl that tends to keep to herself in the back of the class. Short but pretty chubby, with long, unkempt auburn hair and brown eyes. She's wearing a bulky maroon hoodie with some sort of logo on it, which can't totally disguise that she's got a pretty impressive bust. <<if $outfit is "skimpy">>"U-Um... uh... hi..!" she mumbles when you approach. You catch her looking you over, eyes wide and cheeks flushed. "You're, um... $name?" "Yep, you got it!" you say, striking a slight pose with a sly smile. You're enjoying how tongue tied your outfit has her. "Ready for me? I think you're up first as the predator."<<else>>"Um, hi," she says when you approach. "<<if $metLeah>>You're $name, right?<<else>>Are you $name?<</if>>" "Yep, that's me!" you say. "I think you're up first as the predator, right?"<</if>> "Yeah, just, uh, <<if $outfit is "skimpy">>l-<</if>>let me know when you're ready," she replies. She shifts in place a little, clearly nervous. An audible growl comes from her stomach that only serves to make her more flustered. "Ready as I'll ever be," you chuckle. You slide off your shoes and <<if $outfit is "uniform">>jacket, then <</if>>offer her your hands.\ <<elseif $leahRel < 1>>\ You head over to where Leah is seated, dragging your feet a little. You're not looking forward to how awkward this will probably be. "Um, hey," she says when you approach.<<if $outfit is "skimpy">> You catch her looking you over, clearly a bit flustered by how much skin you're showing.<</if>> "Hi," you reply. "You're up first as the predator, right?" "Yeah, just, uh, <<if $outfit is "skimpy">>l-<</if>>let me know when you're ready," she replies. She shifts in place a little, clearly nervous. An audible growl comes from her stomach that only serves to make her more flustered. "Let's just get this over with," you say. You slide off your shoes and <<if $outfit is "uniform">>jacket, then <</if>>offer her your hands.\ <<else>>\ You head over to where Leah is seated, happy to be paired up with a friend. She smiles when she sees you coming over, but looks quite flustered.<<if $leahInfo4 > 0>> You quickly remember her particular interest in vore, realizing this may be more awkward than you were anticipating...<</if>> <<if $outfit is "skimpy">>"U-Um... hey $name..!" she says as you approach. You catch her looking you over, eyes wide and cheeks flushed. "You, um... you look good today..." "Yeah, this outfit's pretty hot, huh?" you tease. You strike a little pose to show off, enjoying how tongue tied she is. <<if $leahRel > 3>>"Showing this much skin makes this whole thing go a lot smoother too~" you add with a wink. <</if>>"Anyways, I'm glad we got paired up! If I'm gonna have to spend time in //someone's// stomach I'd rather it be a friend's."<<else>>"H-Hey $name!" she says as you approach. "Um, funny we would get paired up, huh..?" "Hey, if I'm gonna have to spend time in //someone's// stomach I'd rather it be a friend's," you chuckle<<if $leahInfo4 > 0>>, blushing slightly<</if>>. "Honestly, I'm kinda surprised this is the first time we've ended up together!"<</if>> "Yeah I guess you're right, we can make it fun<<if $leahRel > 3>> and t-totally normal<</if>>..!" Leah replies. She shifts in place a little, clearly nervous. An audible growl comes from her stomach that only serves to make her more flustered. "Um, so, I'm up first as the predator..." "Yep<<if ($leahInfo4 > 0) and ($leahRel > 3)>>, hope you're hungry!" you tease.<<else>>, let's get to it!" you say.<</if>> You slide off your shoes and <<if $outfit is "uniform">>jacket, then <</if>>offer her your hands. "Let's see if your stomach can handle me."\ <</if>> She hesitates for a moment, but quickly gets embarrassed by how you're looking at her expectantly and shakes it off. Opening her mouth wide, she gets a firm grip on your arms and starts to slide your fingers inside. Her hands feel... a bit clammy. But, you don't have to worry about that for long, as she immediately gets to work swallowing you down. Your hands are dragged down her eager throat bit by bit, your arms pressed uncomfortably tight together by the fleshy walls. <<if ($breastSize > 44) and ($outfit != "normal")>>You squirm a little when your chest slides into her mouth and, thanks to your open top, her slick tongue slides right into your cleavage. Leah pauses for a moment, then similarly seems to become flustered by the contact and starts to swallow you down much faster, being much rougher in her haste<<if $buttSize > 39>>... including grabbing your ass with enough force to make you blush to get the leverage she needs to choke you down<</if>>. Soon enough,<<else>>As your head slides past her slick tongue and down into her esophagus, you can hear that her heartbeat seems oddly fast<<if $leahInfo4 > 0>>--you can guess why.<<else>>. From being nervous, perhaps.<</if>> Once she's past your shoulders she starts to move much faster<<if $buttSize > 39>>... though conspicuously slows down and seems to get a bit handsier when she reaches your butt... Soon enough,<<else>>, and soon enough<</if>><</if>> you're curled up in the tight, slimy embrace of her stomach. "//*Uurp*// mmh... I, um... whenever you're ready," she says meekly, her voice quiet enough that it's a bit difficult to make out from your position. <<if $leahRel > 2>>\ \ <<link "Get flirty with her, she's clearly kind of into this">><<replace "#choice">>\ <<set $leahRomancePlayerInit += 1>><<if $leahInfo4 > 0>>Knowing what you know, you decide to have a bit of fun with Leah. Might as well join her in enjoying this. "So, are you like this in every lab, or only when you're paired up with someone as cute as me?~" you tease. "H-Huh..?" Leah blurts out. She immediately stops the slight massage she'd been giving her belly. "Wh-What are you talking about..?" "Oh come on, we both know you're excited to be sitting here with a big belly full of $name," you say. You start to struggle very leisurely, intentionally giving the slick walls of her stomach more of a massage than a fight. "Don't worry, I'm flattered! Just don't get too used to it.~"<<else>>Getting the feeling that Leah is enjoying this a little //too// much, you decide to have a bit of fun with her. "Before I get started... how was I?" you ask. You give a teasing poke to the flesh in front of you. "H-Huh..?" Leah says. She immediately stops the slight massage she'd been giving her belly. "Wh-What are you talking about..?" "Well you seemed pretty excited swallowing me down. Was I that good as prey?~" you tease. <<if $outfit is "skimpy">>"It's the outfit, isn't it?"<</if>> "Y-Yes? Er, no? I, um, I don't..." Leah says, her voice weak as she fumbles over her word. "Haha, it's fine, I'm flattered!" you say. You start to struggle very leisurely, intentionally giving the slick walls of her stomach more of a massage than a fight. "Personally, since we have to do this for class anyways, I'm glad it's a gut as cute as yours I get to explore.~"<<set $leahInquiry1 to 1>><</if>> "I, um... w-we're in class right now $name..." Leah whimpers. "Right, right, I'll get on with it," you chuckle. While Leah may be quiet and unassuming, she clearly knows what she's doing when it comes to handling prey. She seems to primarily rely on a sort of heavy massage technique, kneading her hands into her belly with irregular pressure to keep the walls shifting and squeezing around you in disorienting patterns. When you start to push too hard, she fights back in line with Juniper's requested technique for this lab, vigorously shaking her gut around until you're forced to pause and try to get your bearings again. One time she leaves you legitimately reeling by slamming her gut down onto the top of her desk once she's finished jostling you around, though she quickly apologizes and eases off quite a bit after that. For your part, you never really put too much effort into escaping. You continue teasing her a little while you struggle, not laying it on quite as thick but still often aiming to make your efforts more soothing than painful. You've obviously got her flustered--even when you try to talk to her through her stomach, she barely has anything beyond occasional burps, grunts, and slight moans to offer in response. Naturally, your lack of effort towards actually getting out leaves you still firmly sealed in her gut by the time a half hour has passed. Professor Juniper stops by to remind you that it's time to switch places, and soon you're forced back out onto the cold tiles of the classroom floor. "Hey, nice job!" you say, pushing yourself up to your feet. You stretch out, readjusting to the feeling of being free from the hot, cramped confines of her gut. Your whole body is slick with various fluids from your dive into her, but thanks to the antacid even your clothes are perfectly fine otherwise<<if $outfit is "uniform">>... or at least it seems that way until a slight draft makes you realize that most of the buttons on your top have come undone from being pushed around by her stomach. You quickly pull your shirt closed and rebutton enough of them to preserve your decency, blushing a little<</if>>. "You really know your stuff, most prey isn't gonna stand a chance against you.~" "Th-Thanks..." Leah mumbles. Her face is bright red and there's a flustered smile across her lips [[Time to switch places->Intro to Vore- Leah Lab]]\ <</replace>><</link>> <<link "Be normal">><<replace "#choice">>\ "Good luck out there, I won't go easy on you!" you tease. <<if $leahInfo4 > 0>>Labs are always a bit awkward, but her particular interests have definitely elevated things to a new level. The best thing you can do is try to ignore her barely veiled enjoyment of the situation.<<else>>You're getting a bit of a weird vibe from her, but you suppose labs are always kind of awkward. She might just feel nervous about eating a friend.<</if>> You take a moment to get your bearings within the darkness of her gut, take a deep breath, then start to struggle. You thrash around and pummel the fleshy walls surrounding you, though you aren't quite going all out since you aren't being graded on your performance as prey here. While Leah may be quiet and unassuming, she clearly knows what she's doing when it comes to handling prey. She seems to primarily rely on a sort of heavy massage technique, kneading her hands into her belly with irregular pressure to keep the walls shifting and squeezing around you in disorienting patterns. When you start to push too hard, she fights back in line with Juniper's requested technique for this lab, vigorously shaking her gut around until you're forced to pause and try to get your bearings again. One time she leaves you legitimately reeling by slamming her gut down onto the top of her desk once she's finished jostling you around, though she quickly apologizes and eases off quite a bit after that. You try to get a bit of a friendly back and forth going while you struggle, but she doesn't say much in response. Uncomfortable talking to her stomach, perhaps, or maybe she's just trying to focus on getting a good grade. Her input on the matter is mostly limited to burps, grunts, and slight moans in time with your struggling. <<if $resilience > 3>>She puts up a good fight, but you prove to be too much for her to handle. Even holding back a bit since this isn't life or death, you're able to pummel her stomach into submission before time runs out, getting forcefully ejected back onto the tile floor of the classroom. You can't help feeling a bit bad about the clear discomfort you caused her. "Sorry about that, but you did good!" you say, pushing yourself up to your feet. You stretch out, readjusting to the feeling of being free from the hot, cramped confines of her gut. Your whole body is slick with various fluids from your dive into her, but thanks to the antacid even your clothes are perfectly fine otherwise. "You really gave me a run for my money there!" "Th-Thanks..." Leah mumbles. <<if $leahInfo4 > 0>>She's far more flustered than before--she clearly couldn't help enjoying the situation a little.<<else>>She seems much more flustered than before after your trip inside, further fueling your suspicions that it may not have necessarily been //nerves// that were making her act odd earlier...<<set $leahInquiry1 to 1>><</if>><<else>>Unfortunately, she's a bit too tough for you. Even putting in some pretty significant effort, you're still trapped within her gut a half hour later and she's forced to let you out so that you can switch places. "Hey, nice job!" you say, pushing yourself up to your feet. You stretch out, readjusting to the feeling of being free from the hot, cramped confines of her gut. Your whole body is slick with various fluids from your dive into her, but thanks to the antacid even your clothes are perfectly fine otherwise<<if $outfit is "uniform">>... or at least it seems that way until a slight draft makes you realize that most of the buttons on your top have come undone from being pushed around by her stomach. You quickly pull your shirt closed and rebutton enough of them to preserve your decency, blushing a little<</if>>. "You really know your stuff." "Th-Thanks..." Leah mumbles. <<if $leahInfo4 > 0>>She's far more flustered than before--she clearly couldn't help enjoying the situation a little.<<else>>She seems much more flustered than before after your trip inside, further fueling your suspicions that it may not have necessarily been //nerves// that were making her act odd earlier...<<set $leahInquiry1 to 1>><</if>><</if>> [[Time to switch places->Intro to Vore- Leah Lab]]\ <</replace>><</link>> <<else>>\ <<if $leahInfo4 > 0>>Labs are always a bit awkward, but her particular interests have definitely elevated things to a new level. The best thing you can do is try to ignore her barely veiled enjoyment of the situation.<<else>>You're getting a bit of a weird vibe from her, but you suppose labs are always kind of awkward.<</if>> You take a moment to get your bearings within the darkness of her gut, take a deep breath, then start to struggle. You thrash around and pummel the fleshy walls surrounding you, though you aren't quite going all out since you aren't being graded on your performance as prey here. While Leah may be quiet and unassuming, she clearly knows what she's doing when it comes to handling prey. She seems to primarily rely on a sort of heavy massage technique, kneading her hands into her belly with irregular pressure to keep the walls shifting and squeezing around you in disorienting patterns. When you start to push too hard, she fights back in line with Juniper's requested technique for this lab, vigorously shaking her gut around until you're forced to pause and try to get your bearings again. One time she leaves you legitimately reeling by slamming her gut down onto the top of her desk once she's finished jostling you around, though she eases off quite a bit after that. She doesn't say anything the whole time, only burps, grunts, and slight moans in time with your struggling escaping her lips. <<if $resilience > 3>>She puts up a good fight, but you prove to be too much for her to handle. Even holding back a bit since this isn't life or death, you're able to pummel her stomach into submission before time runs out, getting forcefully ejected back onto the tile floor of the classroom.<<if $leahRel > 1>> You can't help feeling a bit bad about the clear discomfort you caused her.<</if>><<else>>Unfortunately, she's a bit too tough for you. Even putting in some pretty significant effort, you're still trapped within her gut a half hour later and she's forced to let you out so that you can switch places. You make a mental note to keep that in mind <<if !$metLeah>>if you ever run into her<<else>> next time you run into her<</if>> outside of class.<</if>> You push yourself back up onto your feet and stretch out, readjusting to the feeling of being free from the hot, cramped confines of her gut. Your whole body is slick with various fluids from your dive into her, but thanks to the antacid even your clothes are perfectly fine otherwise<<if $outfit is "uniform">>... or at least it seems that way until a slight draft makes you realize that most of the buttons on your top have come undone from being pushed around by her stomach. You quickly pull your shirt closed and rebutton enough of them to preserve your decency, blushing a little<</if>>. <<if $leahInfo4 > 0>>Leah seems far more flustered than before as you turn your attention to her--she clearly couldn't help enjoying the situation a little.<<else>>Leah seems much more flustered than before as you turn your attention to her, further fueling your suspicions that it may not have necessarily been //nerves// that were making her act odd earlier...<<set $leahInquiry1 to 1>><</if>> [[Time to switch places->Intro to Vore- Leah Lab]]\ <</if>>

<<Time 10.75>><<set $outfitState to "drenched">>\ <<set $preyName to "Leah">><<set $preyHealthMax to 28>><<set $preyResilience to 1>><<set $preyFrustration to 0>><<set $preyExhaustion to 0>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "LeahLab_PredActions">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "LeahLab_Struggle">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "LeahLab(TEXT)">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Intro to Vore- Leah Lab: End">><<set $preySize to 4>><<set $fullness += $preySize>><<set $noCrush to true>><<set $usingAntacid to true>>\ <<set _classObjective to false>><<set _scolded to false>><<set _firstSqueeze to false>><<set _taunted to 0>><<set _lostFavor to false>><<set _wasteClass to 0>><<set _leahVoreTease to false>>\ "Alright then, you ready to trade places?" you ask, flicking some of the slimy coating her body gave you off of your hands. "Right, um, just a second..." she mutters. You watch as she grabs the bottom of her hoodie and carefully pulls it up over her head. She's wearing a plain gray t-shirt underneath, which gets partially caught on the fabric of her hoodie as she takes it off and gives you a brief view of the pudgy belly you were packed inside just moments ago. Of course, your eyes are more shamelessly drawn to her heavy bust dropping back into place after being pushed up by the motion. "O-Okay, now I'm ready..." she says, tossing her hoodie onto the nearby desk. "I, um, didn't want to get that dirty." <<if $leahRel < 0>>"Sure, whatever," you say. "Now come here."<<elseif $leahRel > 2>>"Of course!<<if $outfit is "uniform">> You know, that //is// why Juniper gave us these uniforms though," you say, tugging at your collar for emphasis. "Yeah, I just... never think about it until I'm already here," she says with a slight laugh. "It's fine, this stuff would wash out well enough anyways.<</if>> Now sit tight and enjoy the ride," you tease, patting your<<if $outfit is "skimpy">> exposed<</if>> stomach. She's clearly very nervous, standing with her eyes aimed at the floor and resting one of her hands on the opposite arm. "Promise I'll make it quick."<<else>>"Fair enough," you reply<<if $leahRel > 0>> with a smile<</if>>. She's clearly very nervous, standing with her eyes aimed at the floor and resting one of her hands on the opposite arm. "Just, uh, sit tight and I'll get this part over with."<</if>> <<if $leahRel < 0>>She hasn't offered you her hands yet to get started, so you just grab her like you would normal prey instead of waiting around for her to get on with it, gripping her arms and pulling her close so you can shove her head into your mouth.<<else>>You wait a moment for her to give you her hands, which is usually how people go about things for lab, but after an awkward few seconds it becomes clear she doesn't intend to.<<if $leahInfo4 > 0>> She also seems more uncomfortable now rather than the "nervously hiding arousal" vibe she had before--being prey herself might not do anything for her.<</if>> Rather than prolonging the situation, you just go for it as if she were normal prey instead, grabbing her arms and pulling her closer so you can shove her head into your mouth.<</if>> You force her down your throat as efficiently as you can, lifting the short girl up overhead as soon as you've gotten her shoulders locked down. Her chest is big enough to noticeably slow you down as you squeeze it into your throat<<if $leahRomancePlayerInit > 0>>... not that you're complaining about getting to savor it a bit longer<</if>>. Beyond that, you do your best not to drag things out, and soon enough the last of <<if $leahRel > 1>>your chubby friend<<else>>the chubby nerd<</if>> is squeezed down into your bloated belly. "//*UUrrp*// There we go<<if $leahRel > 0>>, hope that wasn't too bad<</if>>," you say, patting your gut. Your stomach hangs heavy in front of you, stretched and swollen with faint bulges that give a vague impression of how Leah is curled up within you. The surface shifts a little as she moves around to get her bearings, your whole belly sometimes lurching to one side or the other. <<if $outfit is "uniform">>The lower half of your shirt parts around your exposed belly like curtains, having undone most of the buttons to prevent them from snapping under the pressure.<<elseif $outfit is "skimpy">>With your midriff already fully exposed, your outfit easily accommodates the added bulk, elevating the look if anything.<<else>>Your shirt rests bunched up under your chest, easily pushed away by your expanding belly to leave it pretty much fully exposed.<</if>> "Okay, um, are you ready for me to get started?" Leah asks. Her voice is quiet enough that it's a bit difficult to make out what she's saying through the barrier of your stomach. <<if $leahRel < 0>>You answer by tightening your stomach muscles to push out a burp rather than giving her a real response, leisurely resting one hand on your belly.<<else>>"Yep, do your worst!" you reply.<</if>><<set $sceneAttack to 0>><<set $sceneDefense to 0>><<done>><<include $sceneActionsLink>><<replace "#actionReminder">><<PredActionReminder>><</replace>><</done>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "predOptions">></div>

<<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "relax">> <<if ($lastPlayerAction is "shake") and !_classObjective>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<set _classObjective to true>> <<append "#digestion">> Now that Leah is exhausted from your assault, you take the opportunity to sit back and relax, enjoying the opportunity to relax. You leisurely rest a hand on your belly, which lets out a soft gurgle in appreciation of the break in activity. You can definitely see the benefit of earning a moment to recharge like this. "Excellent work $name!" Professor Juniper says, giving you an approving nod as she passes by. "Understanding the utility in buying yourself a moment of respite, even if it takes a bit of short-term risk to achieve, is key for becoming a truly great predator." @@color:lime;Professor Juniper was impressed by your performance!@@<<set $juniperFavor += 1>> <</append>> <<elseif ($preyAction != "rest") and ($preyAction != "brace")>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<set _wasteClass += 1>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _wasteClass is 1>> You decide to sit back, relax, and let Leah do her thing. You're <<if $progress > 1>>more or less<<else>>completely<</if>> confident your stomach is tough enough to outlast her middling resistance for a full half hour, so why put in extra effort? <<elseif _wasteClass is 2>> <<if $lastPlayerAction is "relax">>You continue<<else>>You go back to<</if>> lounging around without paying Leah much attention. The surface of your gut shifts and warps as she squirms around. You're almost mesmerized by the movement and the slew of wet squishing sounds that accompany it, paying closer attention than you usually do as you wait out her struggling. <<elseif !_lostFavor>> <<set _lostFavor to true>> You sigh, <<if $lastPlayerAction is "relax">>continuing to take<<else>>going back to taking<</if>> it easy rather than put any effort into the lab. Unfortunately, you may have forgotten that this is, in fact, a school assignment. "$name $last," a stern voice says, accompanied by the clacking of heels against the tile floor approaching from your right. It's Juniper of course, giving you a disappointed look with her arms crossed beneath her imposing chest. "What have you been doing over here? The point of these labs is to train and hone your skills. You've spent half of this exercise doing nothing while your partner struggles, don't think I didn't notice." "Uh... I mean the goal is really just to keep her down the whole time, right? Mission accomplished so far," you say, a nervous edge to your voice. "You're meant to be practicing //technique//. As it is, you're wasting your time, my time, and especially poor Leah's time," Juniper says. "I expect better from you, young lady." @@color:red;Professor Juniper is disappointed in your performance.@@<<set $juniperFavor -= 1>> <<else>> You just relax and enjoy the feeling of a full, wriggling gut. Juniper is already mad enough at you that you're definitely not getting a good grade for the day, so what's the point of putting in effort now? <</if>> <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "massage">> <<if ($lastPlayerAction is "shake") and !_classObjective>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<set _classObjective to true>> <<append "#digestion">> Now that Leah is exhausted from your assault, you take the opportunity to give your belly a soothing massage. You work your hands in deep against your swollen flesh, doing your best to ease your stomach's aching while your prey is idle, easily able to make up for the self-inflicted pain from your previous maneuver at least. You can definitely see the benefit of the technique. "Excellent work $name!" Professor Juniper says, giving you an approving nod as she passes by. "Understanding the utility in buying yourself a moment of respite, even if it takes a bit of short-term risk to achieve, is key for becoming a truly great predator." @@color:lime;Professor Juniper was impressed by your performance!@@<<set $juniperFavor += 1>> <</append>> <<elseif (($leahRomancePlayerInit > 0) or ($leahInfo4 > 0)) and !_leahVoreTease>> <<set _leahVoreTease to true>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $leahRomancePlayerInit > 0>>You smirk, starting to trace your hands in slow, methodical circles around your belly, focusing more on feeling the outline of Leah's body beneath your skin than anything else. She was definitely into your flirty behavior before, why not keep it going now that you've switched roles? You push in a bit harder whenever you feel your hands pass by her shoulders, like you're giving her a massage through your stomach.<<else>>You smirk, starting to give your gut a very //possessive// massage. Your hands press down against Leah more in an effort to soothe her rather than your stomach, tracing her form beneath your skin. If she got to enjoy her time as a predator, it's only fair that you return the favor.<</if>> "How's my cute little prey doing in there? You were //*urp*// delicious, you know~" you tease. "Um... you're supposed to be trying to restrain me..." Leah says. Even through the muffling of your belly it's clear she's uncomfortable, not flustered. She shifts to brace herself against your ongoing massage. "C-Can you please focus on that?" "O-Oh right, sorry, I'll take this more seriously..." you say sheepishly. <<if $leahInfo4 > 0>>You make a mental note--her interest in vore does //not// extend to being prey herself, even in a safe situation like this.<<set $leahInfo4 to 2>><</if>> <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "squeeze">> <<if _scolded>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<set _firstSqueeze to true>> <<append "#digestion">> You place your hands firmly on the sides of your gut, then tighten your stomach muscles around your idle prey. You give her a pretty tight squeeze despite the fact that she's not even fighting back, taking out your frustration over being scolded just for taunting her a little. <</append>> <<elseif ($leahRel > 1) and !_firstSqueeze>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<set _firstSqueeze to true>> <<append "#digestion">> You wrap your arms around your gut, giving Leah a tight squeeze<<if $lastPreyAction is "struggle">> to rein in her struggling<</if>>. Since you're being graded on this, you don't hold back much in putting the pressure on her. That is, until you hear a strained grunt from inside your stomach. "Shoot, sorry, are you okay?" you say, easing back to more of a gentle hug than a squeeze. A loud groan from your stomach awkwardly cuts off her first attempt at responding. "Y-Yeah, don't worry..! This is just part of lab," she says. The bulges her body is making shift around as she uses the pause to work herself into a better position. "Just, um, don't get too carried away though. S-Sorry again about the desk thing..." <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "taunt">> <<set _taunted += 1>> <<if _taunted is 1>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $leahRel > 2>> <<if ($leahInfo4 > 0) and !_leahVoreTease>> <<set _leahVoreTease to true>> You smirk, prodding at your gut with one finger. She had her fun as the predator, now it's time for you to return the favor. "You know, you make really good prey. You enjoying yourself in there?" you tease. "I mean, it's not like you're putting up much of a //*urp*// fight. A girl might start to think you //like// being in a stomach.~" "I... I really don't..." Leah mumbles. Even through the muffling of your belly it's clear she's uncomfortable, not flustered. "Can you, um, please just focus on fighting back against me like we're supposed to?" "O-Oh right, sorry, I'll take this more seriously..." you say sheepishly. You make a mental note--her interest in vore does //not// extend to being prey herself, even in a safe situation like this. She also doesn't seem to be in the mood for any sort of banter either, taunting her probably isn't a good call if you want to keep things friendly.<<set $leahInfo4 to 2>> <<else>> You drum your fingers along your belly, smiling to yourself. She isn't giving you much trouble, so you decide to try and have a bit of fun with her. "You know, this is pretty nice. Just sitting here, relaxing with a full gut and a good //*urrp*// friend," you say. You laugh under your breath and give the bulge her head it making a poke. "But, uh, shouldn't you be trying to escape?" "I-I am..." Leah mumbles.<<if $club is "dungeon">> "Oh, didn't put enough points into Strength then, huh?" you chuckle. "Th-that's not..." she replies. There's a hunt of amusement in her voice at first, but she's obviously still uncomfortable with the teasing.<</if>> "Can you just, um, focus on fighting back against me please?" "Uh, right, sorry..." you say. She clearly didn't appreciate being taunted, it's probably best to leave her alone if you want to keep things friendly. <</if>> <<else>> "Hey, you asleep in there?" you tease, giving your belly a firm poke. "I'm sure my stomach is nice and //*Uurp*// cozy, but aren't you supposed to be trying to get out?" "I-I am..." Leah mumbles. "Can you just, um, focus on fighting back against me please?" <<if $leahRel > 0>>"Uh, right, sorry..." you say. She clearly didn't appreciate being taunted, it's probably best to leave her alone if you want to keep things friendly.<<else>>You sigh and roll your eyes, obliging her request by briefly tightening your stomach muscles around her. It doesn't seem like she's going to play along with any taunting... though there's nothing stopping you if you want to keep pushing her.<</if>> <</if>> <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<set $noTaunt to true>> <<addclass "#taunt" "hide">> <<set _scolded to true>> <<set $leahVBully += 1>> <<set $karma -= 1>> <<append "#digestion">> "So what exactly am I supposed to be fighting back against, huh?" you say, giving the side of your gut a pretty firm smack. "Is this seriously... hang on a second," you say with an impish smile. You push in on your belly and force out a loud belch. "//*UUUrrrp!*// There we go. Anyways, is this seriously the best you can do?" "Y-Yeah I'm... I'm doing the best I can..." Leah whimpers. "I'm sorry..." <<if $leahRel > 2>>"Geez, lighten up Leah! A bit of back and forth between predator and prey is part of the fun," you say, rolling your eyes. "You're living up to the wimpy nerd stereotype a little too much right now..."<<else>>"<<if $leahRel < 0>>That's pretty pathetic.<<else>>Wow, that's kinda sad.<</if>> I guess you really are just a wimpy little nerd," you chuckle.<<if $leahRel < 0>> "If this is how easy of a meal you are, I should really track you down outside of class one of these days.~"<</if>><</if>> "$name!" Professor Juniper suddenly snaps. You jump in place a little, not realizing she was so close by. <<if _lostFavor>>"How is this in any way more productive than your earlier behavior? This class should be a safe, respectful environment. Personal taunts may be effective in a real scenario, but there is no reason to belittle your classmates in a lab setting. I'm very disappointed in you today, keep this up and I'll be giving you detention before long." "S-Sorry ma'am..." you say sheepishly, instinctively glancing down at her stomach at the mention of detention.<<else>>"This class should be a safe, respectful environment. Personal taunts may be effective in a real world scenario, but there is no reason to belittle your classmates in a lab setting. I'm very disappointed in you, young lady." <<if $karma < -2>>"Yeah, yeah, I got it..." you grumble under your breath.<<else>>"S-Sorry ma'am..." you say sheepishly.<</if>> @@color:red;Professor Juniper is disappointed in your behavior.@@<<set $juniperFavor -= 1>><<set _lostFavor to true>><</if>><<if $leahRel > -3>> <<if $leahRel > 2>><<Leah -2>><<else>><<Leah -1>><</if>><</if>> <</append>> <</if>> <<case "shake">> <<if ($preyAction is "struggle") or ($preyAction is "rage")>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> Following Juniper's instructions on what she wanted to see out of this lab, you grab the sides of your belly and begin to shake it back and forth while Leah struggles. A mild wave of nausea strikes you as you stir up even more movement in your gut, but you power through, continuing to make things as chaotic as possible for the girl inside your stomach. Sure enough, you can feel as her efforts become frantic and strained from trying to maintain her bearings against the assault. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "progress">> <<if $progress is 2>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _scolded>>/*this actually shouldn't be possible since she stops fighting but just in case*/You stifle a grunt as a particularly sharp pain strikes in your gut. There's a constant dull ache throughout the walls of your stomach at this point even when it fades, but you do your best to hide the impact she's having given how much you taunted her abilities before.<<else>>You lurch forward and grab at your gut as a particularly sharp pain strikes. There's a constant dull ache throughout the walls of your stomach at this point even when it fades--her struggling is more effective than you were initially giving her credit for.<<if $leahRel > 1>> "Oof, good work in there Leah..." you say with a laugh. "O-Oh, sorry, I don't want to hurt you..." she mumbles. "No no, you're trying to escape here! Keep it //*urp*// up," you say, giving the bulge her head is making a reassuring pat. "But don't expect me to go easy on you at this point!"<</if>><</if>> @@color:red;Your prey is gaining the upper hand.@@ <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<default>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</switch>>

<<if $turn is 0>> <<set $preyAction to "struggle">> <<set _preyActionIntensity to 0>> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> She starts to struggle, though doesn't seem to be putting all that much effort into it. Or maybe she's just not that good at it? Bulging mounds press out from your belly as she shoves and kicks at the walls, sending jolts of tugging pressure through your abdomen. You can definitely feel it straining your stomach, but it's far from unbearable. <</append>> <<elseif _scolded>> <<set $preyAction to "brace">> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $lastPreyAction is "brace">> Leah still has no interest in participating anymore, remaining quietly turtled up in a defensive position waiting for class to end. <<else>> "Why can't this lab just be over already..." Leah whimpers. She gives up on struggling, instead simply bracing her arms and legs against the walls of your stomach. You hear a faint sigh as she remains idle inside of you, seemingly trying to just wait out the rest of the lab at this point. <</if>> <</append>> <<elseif $preyExhaustion > 0>> <<set $preyAction to "rest">> <<if !_classObjective>> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> Leah shifts around a little, getting her bearings after being disoriented by all the shaking, but then goes more or less completely still. You can faintly hear her take a few deep breaths, clearly exhausted from the whole ordeal. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<else>> <<set $preyAction to "struggle">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<append "#digestion">> <</append>>

<<if $turn > 6>> <<if $stomachHealth > 0>><<set $preyName to "won">><</if>> <<goto "Intro to Vore- Leah Lab: End">> <<elseif $turn is 3>> <<append "#digestion">> "Just so you know, you're about halfway through your time everyone!" Juniper calls out to the room. "Don't stress too much about keeping your partner down for the full time if you're having trouble, remember that I'm looking more for you to practice your technique than anything else!" <</append>> <</if>>

<<Time 11.5>>\ <<if $preyName is "won">><<set $day8IntroLabFailed to false>>"Alright everyone, time is up!" Professor Juniper announces. "If your partner is still in your stomach, please release them now. And good work keeping them down!" <<if $leahRel > 2>>"Did you hear that in there?" you say, lightly tapping Leah through your belly. "Time's up. Sit tight for a minute, I'm getting you out..." You<<else>>Obliging her request, you<</if>> slide your hands down to the bottom of your belly. After taking a deep breath to prepare, you start to push inward and up, rolling your stomach muscles to try and coax her body up into your throat. You've started to get surprisingly good at throwing people up on command after so many labs. Soon enough, Leah's slimy body is sliding back through your lips and out onto the classroom floor.<<else>>Your eyes widen as your stomach lurches. Maybe you've been taking thing a //little// too casually here, but it's too late to change course now. Pushed to its limit, your gut painfully contracts around Leah and sends her slimy body surging back up your throat and out onto the classroom floor.<</if>> "Mmmh, I hate labs..." Leah groans, rubbing her head as she pushes herself up off the ground. She doesn't seem to notice that her shirt is riding up heavily after getting shoved around in your gut, almost making it look like she's wearing a crop top now. <<if $leahVBully > 0>>\ She's scowling when she turns back towards you, but never looks you in the eye. She just grabs her hoodie and scurries off without a word. <<if $leahRel > 1>>You sigh, feeling like you may have overdone it a little, then head for the door yourself.<<else>>You roll your eyes, heading for the door yourself once she's out of sight.<</if>><<done>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</done>>\ <<else>>\ <<if $leahRel > 1>>\ "Oh they're not so bad," you say. "You okay? <<if $preyName != "won">>Great work in there, I didn't expect you to kick my butt like that!<<else>>Good work in there, by the way.<</if>>" "Yeah I'm alright, just... slimy," she replies. She wipes her hands off as best she can before carefully picking up her hoodie with as little contact as possible. "Oh and, um, thanks, you did good too..!" \ <<link "Suggest getting lunch together">><<replace "#choice">><<set $day8LunchLeah to true>>\ "Thanks! Yeah I think we could both use showers," you reply with a laugh. "But after that, you want to meet up in the dining hall for lunch?" "Oh, um, yeah, sure!" she replies. "I'll, uh, I'll meet you there..!" With a quick wave goodbye, she hurries off towards the door. You follow her lead not long after.<</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</link>> <<link "Go your separate ways">><<replace "#choice">>\ "Thanks! Yeah I think we could both use showers," you reply with a laugh. "I'll see you around!" With a quick wave goodbye, she hurries off towards the door. You follow her lead not long after.<</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</link>>\ \ <<else>>\ "So, uh, good work in there<<if $leahRel < 0>>, I guess<</if>>," you say<<if $preyName != "won">> with a cough, still rubbing your aching stomach<<else>>, gently rubbing your stomach to soothe the mild ache kicked up by releasing her<</if>>. <<if $leahRel < 0>>"Um, you too..." Leah mumbles. She grabs her hoodie and heads for the door without another word, seeming eager to get back to her dorm. You follow her lead not long after.<<else>>"Um, you too... Er, out here, I mean... Good... good job as the predator..." Leah replies nervously. There's an uncomfortable pause. "Well I, um, really need a shower, so..." "Yeah, yeah, same," you chuckle. <<if !$metLeah>>"It was nice to finally meet you!"<<else>>"I'll see you around!"<</if>><<if $leahRel is 0>> <<Leah 1>><</if>> She grabs her hoodie and hurries off toward the exit, seeming eager to get back to her room. You follow her lead not long after.<</if>><<done>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</done>>\ <</if>><</if>> "Good work today everyone, thank you for coming! Have a wonderful day!" Juniper calls out as the class filters out into the hall. <<AttendIntro>><<include "playerPredFail">>[[Go get cleaned up->October 28th- Afternoon]]<<set $metLeah to true>>

<<Time 12>>\ You head out into the hall and start to make your way back to your dorm. <<if ($freshCoupleRel > 2) and ($totalPrey > 3)>>As you're walking, you hear some suspiciously quick footsteps approaching from behind, but just as you're about to glance back to assess the possible threat, you're met by a friendly tap on the shoulder instead. "Um, hey $name!" Alesha says, offering a slight wave and keeping pace with you now that she's caught up. Having just come from the same class, she's a bit soggy and wearing a disheveled uniform<<if $outfit is "uniform">> to match your own<</if>>. "How did lab go?" <<if $juniperFavor < 0>>"Eh, it... probably could have gone better," you chuckle.<<else>>"Well enough<<if $leahRel > 1>>, I got paired up with a friend so that was kind of nice<</if>>," you reply<<if $leahRel < 2>> with a shrug<</if>>.<</if>> "What about you?" "It was, uh, fine, nothing special or anything," she replies. She slows down and you follow her lead, coming to a stop just past the intersection with the main hall. She seems nervous, fidgeting with her hands a little. "Hey so you're, like, a pretty good pred, right? Or, pretty active at least?" "Yeah, I'd like to think so," you reply.<<if $breastSize > 34>> You smirk and briefly push your arms together to emphasize your bust. "These certainly weren't this big before I got access to the buffet here.~"<<elseif $buttSize > 39>> You smirk and give your butt a light smack. "This certainly wasn't this big before I got access to the buffet here.~"<<elseif $fat > 34>> You smirk and pat your chubby belly. "I certainly wasn't this big before I got access the the buffet here.~"<</if>> "Right so, um, I kinda had a favor I wanted to ask," she says. She looks off to the side and chuckles nervously. "This is kinda weird, but... could you maybe eat my roommate for me sometime this week?" You cock your head a little, raising an eyebrow. "...can I ask why?" "Yeah, so, um, me and Sarah's anniversary is this weekend, and I'd really like to surprise her with the offer to move in together for the rest of the year!" Alesha says. "But, like, obviously I can't do that with Eve around, and it would be really risky to try eating her myself, cause if I failed..." "Yeah, a roommate with a grudge would be pretty bad," you say with a nod. "Exactly! So, um, do you think you could do it?" she asks again. "I'd really owe you one!" \ <<link "Sure, why not">><<replace "#alesha">><<set $aleshaRoommate to 1>>\ "Sure, I should be able to handle that," you say with a shrug. "So who am I looking for?" "Yes, thank you! I really appreciate it!" she says excitedly, pulling out her phone. <<if !$aleshaPhone>>"Here, let me give you my number and I'll text you so you can see what she looks like..." The two of you quickly exchange numbers, then she sends you a couple pictures of her roommate, Eve.<<set $aleshaPhone to true>><<else>>"Here, I'll text you so you can see what she looks like..." Just a few seconds later, you receive a few pictures of her roommate, Eve.<</if>> She's a dark-skinned girl that wears glasses, with long, flowing black hair. It looks like she's a bit chubby, and based on how she compares to Alesha in a picture where they're together she must be a couple inches taller than you. Her expression is pretty grumpy--or maybe exhausted would be more accurate--in all of the pictures. "Alright, I'll keep an eye out for her," you say. You smirk and rest a hand on your stomach. "I'll do my best to show her to her new room by the end of the week.~" "You're the best $name!" Alesha says, giving you a quick hug. "I'll, uh, see you around..!" She hurries off down the hall, seeming a little embarrassed by the exchange. You take one last look at the photos to familiarize yourself with your future meal, then carry on your way back to your dorm.<</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</link>> <<link "Nah, I'm just a hungry girl, not a hitman">><<replace "#alesha">>"Uh, sorry, I'm more of an 'eat when I'm hungry' kind of predator, hunting someone specific down like that feels kinda weird," you reply, not interested in serving as a hitman for her. "You're on your own with this." "Oh... that's fair," she says with a sigh. "Well I'll, uh, see you around then..!" She hurries off down the hall, seeming pretty embarrassed by the exchange. Shrugging off the encounter, you carry on your way back to your dorm.<</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</link>>\ <<else>>Anyone passing by would definitely know that a class just got out, given that you're accompanied by several other girls that are equally soggy from the lab. Luckily, it isn't that far of a walk for you.<<done>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</done>><</if>>\ When you arrive at your room, you immediately head for the bathroom and step into the shower, noting that Emma isn't back from her class yet. You spend just a few minutes rinsing yourself before getting out to dry off--having gone through at least one lab every week since the start of the year, being coated in stomach juices has become routine enough for you to not really treat it much differently than just being sweaty after a workout at this point. You step back into the main room wrapped in a towel, tossing your soggy outfit in the hamper while you consider what to wear for the rest of the day now that lab is through. \ <<link "Wear normal clothes">><<replace "#outfit">><<if $outfit is "normal">>With a shrug, you just throw on essentially the same thing you were wearing before Leah's stomach gunked it up--jeans and a normal shirt. There's not really any need to mix it up.<<else>>You just pull a simple outfit out of your dresser to carry you through till tomorrow--jeans and a normal shirt.<</if>> Once you're dressed, you grab a sweatshirt to have on you in case you end up passing through the courtyard again, then head back out into the hall to go grab some lunch. <<if $day8LunchLeah>>[[Head to lunch->October 28th- Lunch Leah]]<<else>>[[Head to lunch->October 28th- Lunch Alone]]<</if>><</replace>><<set $outfit to "normal">><<set $outfitState to "normal">><</link>> <<link "Wear the school uniform">><<replace "#outfit">><<if $outfit is "uniform">>Even with lab over, you were really vibing with the uniform look for today, so you simply pull out another one from your dresser.<<else>>You crouch down to look through your dresser and pull out one of the school uniforms. After seeing most of your class wearing them for lab, you've decided that it would actually be a pretty cute look for the rest of the day.<<if $breastSize > 44>> You have to leave a few buttons undone at the top of the shirt to wear it comfortably thanks to the size of your bust.<</if>><</if>> Once you're dressed, you head back out into the hall to go grab some lunch. <<if $day8LunchLeah>>[[Head to lunch->October 28th- Lunch Leah]]<<else>>[[Head to lunch->October 28th- Lunch Alone]]<</if>><</replace>><<set $outfit to "uniform">><<set $outfitState to "normal">><</link>>\ <<if $wardrobeLight>> <<link "Wear something a little lighter">><<replace "#outfit">><<if $outfit is "light">>Not seeing any reason to mix it up halfway through the day, you just pull out more or less the same thing you were wearing before Leah's stomach gunked it up--a spaghetti strap top and a skirt.<<else>>Now that it won't be guaranteed to get gunked up, you decide to wear something a bit nicer. You pull out a loose spaghetti strap top and a skirt from your dresser. With the weather getting colder, you're quickly running out of days where it's viable to wear something like this, so you shouldn't pass up the opportunity.<<if $breastSize > 44>>Your top ends up revealing a bit more of your<<if $fat > 34>>potbelly<<else>>midriff<</if>> than it's meant to thanks to your chest, draping over your impressive bust without the hem quite reaching back to your body<<elseif $fat > 34>>A strip of your pudgy midsection clearly pokes out between your shirt and skirt.<</if>><</if>> Once you're dressed, you grab a sweatshirt to have on you in case you end up passing through the courtyard again, then head back out into the hall to go grab some lunch. <<if $day8LunchLeah>>[[Head to lunch->October 28th- Lunch Leah]]<<else>>[[Head to lunch->October 28th- Lunch Alone]]<</if>><</replace>><<set $outfit to "light">><<set $outfitState to "normal">><</link>><</if>>\ <<if $wardrobeSkimpy>> <<link "Wear something skimpy">><<replace "#outfit">><<if $outfit is "skimpy">>Not seeing any reason to mix it up halfway through the day, you just pull out more or less the same thing you were wearing before Leah's stomach gunked it up--a tube top and a miniskirt.<<else>>Now that it won't be guaranteed to get gunked up, you decide to spice things up a bit for the rest of the day. You pull some of your skimpier clothes out of your dresser--a tube top and a miniskirt<<if $buttSize > 39>> that doesn't even fully cover your ass<</if>>. You're definitely going to need to bundle up if you head outside again today considering you're showing more skin than not, but you're looking //hot//<<if ($breastSize > 44) and ($buttSize > 39)>>, practically overflowing from the skimpy clothes on both ends<<elseif $breastSize > 44>>, your chest practically overflowing from your skimpy top<<elseif $buttSize > 39>>, your butt barely contained by the skimpy skirt<</if>>.<<if $fat > 34>> With nothing covering your midriff, your <<if $fat < 50>>potbelly<<else>>fat belly<</if>> is on full display.<</if>><</if>> Once you're dressed, you grab a sweatshirt to have on you in case you end up passing through the courtyard again, then head back out into the hall to go grab some lunch. <<if $day8LunchLeah>>[[Head to lunch->October 28th- Lunch Leah]]<<else>>[[Head to lunch->October 28th- Lunch Alone]]<</if>><</replace>><<set $outfit to "skimpy">><<set $outfitState to "normal">><</link>><</if>>\ \

<<Time 12.25>>\ You head upstairs and across the bridge to Lampton, making your way over to the dining hall to meet up with Leah. It's not nearly as busy as it was at breakfast, though enough tables are still occupied to fill the air with the constant drone of indistinct chatter. You spot Leah sitting alone at a table right up against the windows facing the courtyard. "Hey Leah! You're looking much better now," you say as you approach her seat. Having just showered, her hair is still visibly damp, leaving it flowing straight and flat rather than her usual messy, slightly curled look. "Hope I didn't keep you waiting too long!" "Oh, no, I just sat down," she replies. She seems <<if ($outfit is "light") or ($outfit is "skimpy")>>very<<else>>a little<</if>> flustered. "Um, you look good too, thanks..!<<if ($outfit is "light") or ($outfit is "skimpy")>> I-I like your outfit!<</if>>" "Thanks! I'll be right back, I gotta hit the buffet line," you say. You start to walk away, only to pause and turn back after a few steps. "Oh, did you want me to grab you anything else while I'm up there?" <<if $buttSize > 39>>"H-Huh? Oh, um no, thanks, I'm good..!" she hastily blurts out, turning her head down to stare at her plate with a flustered expression. "...a-actually, could you get me a few more of those cookies they have out? I only grabbed one, but it was really good..." You smirk, a slight blush probably creeping onto your cheeks--she was //definitely// checking out your ass, she didn't adjust her gaze nearly fast enough when you turned back to her. "Sure thing!" you reply<<if $leahRomancePlayerInit > 0>>, putting a little more sway in your step to tease her as you turn away again<</if>>.<<else>>"Huh? Oh, no thanks I'm probably... a-actually could you get me a few more of those cookies they have out..?" she says sheepishly. "I only grabbed one, but it was really good..." "Sure thing!" you reply with a smile.<</if>> You carry on your way up to the front of the room to get food. There's an assortment of triangle cut sandwiches laid out as the main option for lunch, which are frustratingly almost entirely unlabeled. You put a couple that at least //appear// to be something you'd like on your plate, then carry on further down the line in search of the cookies Leah requested. They're small sugar cookies with fall colored sprinkles on them, and they definitely //do// look good. You shamelessly stack a whole pile of them onto a separate plate for the two of you to share. "Will this be enough?" you say with a laugh, dramatically dropping the plate right in the middle of the table when you return. "Yeah, definitely..!" she chuckles. She immediately grabs one and stuffs it in her mouth. "//Fanksh..!//" she adds while her mouth is still full, muddying her voice. \ <<linkreplace "Talk about Halloween">><<append "#text">> <<set $leahInquiry2 to 1>><<set $leahInfo7 to 1>>\ <<if $counter is 0>>"No problem!" you say. You start to dig into one of your sandwiches. "So... <<else>>"<</if>>Halloween's coming up this week, you excited?" "Mmh, I've always loved Halloween! It's, um, probably my favorite holiday. Or at least it was when I was little, it's, uh, less fun when you start getting weird looks for still going trick-or-treating..." she replies with a sigh. "I like that the school cared enough to put up decorations though, that's fun!" "Yeah, they honestly kind of went all out!" you chuckle. "I miss going out to get candy as a kid too. Back in my town we had an incident where two years in a row some high school girls ate the person that answered the door as their treat, so they went way overboard to cut off that trend and straight up banned anyone //twelve// or over from trick-or-treating, just to be extra safe," you say with a sigh. "So I've been out of the game for a while." "Aw, that sucks..." Leah says. She scarfs down another of the cookies. "//I wash...//" she starts to say, before pausing to swallow and clear her throat. "I was actually starting to make a costume this year, but I realized that the only place I could wear it would be, um, that party the school's throwing this week, and that's... definitely not the sort of thing I'd go to..." she explains. "So I gave up, like, two thirds of the way through." \ <<link "You should totally finish it and go to the party!">><<replace "#halloween">><<set $leahCare += 1>>\ "What? You can't just give up like that!" you say. "I bet your costume would be great. And the party seems like it's gonna be fun, you should totally go!" "I don't know... a big, crowded event like that isn't really... my thing..." she mumbles. "Um, besides, no one would really get my costume, it would be embarrassing..." "Oh come on, try me! What is it gonna be?" <<if $club is "dungeon">>"I, uh, was m-making Eriah's armor from our tabletop game..." she says sheepishly, shrinking back into her hoodie. "It was kind of a dumb idea..." "No way, that's awesome! You could reuse it for club too!" you say. "The other club members would get it, I'm sure Candice will be there at least. And to everyone else, you'd still obviously be dressed up as a knight, I think it would go over fine!" "Th-Thanks..." Leah replies, blushing.<<else>>"I, um, was gonna dress up as my character for Tabletop Club... So just, like, kind of a knight I guess..." she says sheepishly, shrinking back into her hoodie. "It was kind of a dumb idea..." "No way, that sounds great! I don't think anyone would think it's weird, knights are cool," you assure her. "Th-Thanks..." Leah replies.<</if>> "And I'll be at the party you know, we could hang out together!" "Um, I guess I'll think about it..." she says with a nervous smile. There's an awkward pause and you notice her fidgeting uncomfortably in her seat--it's probably best to change the subject for now.\ <</replace>><<set $counter += 1>><<if $counter > 1>><<replace "#choice">><</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><<else>><<removeclass "#choice" "hide">><</if>><</link>> <<link "That's too bad">><<replace "#halloween">>\ "Aw, that's too bad," you say. "I bet your costume would be great, what was it gonna be?" <<if $club is "dungeon">>"I, uh, was m-making Eriah's armor from our tabletop game..." she says sheepishly, shrinking back into her hoodie. "It was kind of a dumb idea..." "No way, that's awesome! You could reuse it for club too, you should totally still finish it for that at least!" you say. "M-maybe, thanks..." Leah replies, blushing.<<else>>"I, um, was gonna dress up as my character for Tabletop Club... So just, like, kind of a knight I guess..." she says sheepishly, shrinking back into her hoodie. "It was kind of a dumb idea..." "No way, that sounds great! Knights are cool, I think people would have liked it," you assure her. "Th-Thanks..." Leah replies.<</if>> There's an awkward pause and you notice her fidgeting uncomfortably in her seat--it's probably best to change the subject for now.\ <</replace>><<set $counter += 1>><<if $counter > 1>><<replace "#choice">><</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><<else>><<removeclass "#choice" "hide">><</if>><</link>>\ <</append>><<addclass "#choice" "hide">><</linkreplace>>\ <<linkreplace " Ask what she's been up to lately">><<append "#text">> <<set $knowStreamer to true>>\ <<if $counter is 0>>"No problem!" you say. You start to dig into one of your sandwiches. "So...<<else>>"So<</if>> what have you been up to lately?" "Oh, you know, um, just... gaming, mostly..." she says. "The usual." "Nice! Playing anything new?" "I've been getting back into Stardew lately actually, since Cheshire started streaming it for October." "'Cheshire'?" you ask, cocking your head. "Oh, um, CheshireLilac, she's a livestreamer I'm a big fan of! You haven't heard of her?" Leah says. She scarfs down another of the cookies. "Can't say I have, sorry," you chuckle. "//Ohey, sho...//" she starts to say, before pausing to swallow and clear her throat. "So she's this streamer that's like, not huge, but still pretty popular, and she's most famous for doing a lot of, um, vore related streams. Like, she goes on stream while she's still got a gut from eating someone a lot, and every now and then she does one where it's the whole focus of the stream and she actually eats someone live and talks to chat while they struggle!" <<if $leahInfo4 > 0>>"Oooh, I see why you like her then," you tease. "O-Oh, um... I mean yeah, she's really hot..." Leah says sheepishly. "But I really do like the rest of her content too!<<else>>"Huh, I guess that's a fun idea," you say. "Yeah, it's great!" Leah says, then quickly gets a bit flustered. "Um, I mean, I like the rest of her content too!<</if>> She plays, like, low key games and sometimes does these 'book club' streams where she talks about stuff she read recently... Her streams just have a really nice, chill vibe!" "That's great, maybe I'll check her out sometime!" you say. You pull out your phone and search for the name so that you have the tab open for later. "Oh, and get this! She's a student here!" Leah says. "I mean, from what you said that makes sense," you chuckle. "It's weird though, she definitely isn't lying about going here--I mean you can tell she's in one of the dorms when she does, um, full cam stuff--but even keeping an eye out for her I still haven't seen anyone that looks like her," she says. "Not that it really matters I guess, I don't really know what I would do if I noticed her. She seems really chill, but..." "Yeah, I would be worried the experienced vore streamer would eat me if I walked up to fangirl over her too," you say. "Exactly!" Leah says with a laugh. You take a curious look at some of the image results on your phone before putting it away. Assuming you've got the right girl, you definitely haven't seen anyone like this around campus. She's pale, wearing big, round glasses, and, by far the most notable feature, she has some pretty crazy hair--huge, poofy curls dyed in pastel purple and blue that partially cover her face. Then again, she's also definitely wearing color contacts since her eyes are a pinkish-purple color in the photos you're seeing, so the hair could easily be a wig and it's all just part of her persona.<<if $cherryRel > 1>> Your mind immediately jumps to Cherry maybe having an alter ego when you notice the contacts, but the streamer looks much too tall to be a match. Plus, you could never imagine a world where Cherry creates content that can be described as "chill".<</if>> <</append>><<set $counter += 1>><<if $counter > 1>><<replace "#choice">><</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</if>><</linkreplace>>\ <<if $leahInfo4 < 1>><<linkreplace " Ask about her interest in vore">><<append "#text">> <<set $leahInquiry1 to 0>><<set $leahInfo4 to 1>>\ <<if $counter is 0>>"No problem!" you say. You start to dig into one of your sandwiches. <</if>>"So... you know, I'm curious: how do you feel about vore?" you ask. <<if $leahHangout and $ateAlex>>You've been curious about this for a while now--she seemed really flustered way back when you showed up at her dorm with a stuffed belly at the start of the year, and after how odd she acted in lab you're starting to suspect what the situation might be. <<else>>After some of her odd behavior in lab, you have a sneaking suspicion about the sort of interest she has in the subject. <</if>>"I mean obviously you're here at this school, but like, some people think you should only eat assholes that really have it coming, others think you're crazy for not taking every possible opportunity to chow down. Where are you at?" "Oh, um..." she says, fidgeting in place. She scarfs down another cookie to buy herself time to think. "I mean, you can't just eat, uh, everyone. But also like, sometimes you're just hungry..." She seems very uncomfortable discussing the subject. "But, I don't know, it just feels kinda... good..." She blushes. "S-Sorry, this should have been an easy question, I'm being weird..." "No, you're fine!" you say, giving her a reassuring smile. You hesitate for a moment, but with that response and what you've seen from her you feel pretty confident your suspicions are correct. "So, no judgement at all here, but you... //really// like vore, don't you Leah?" She bites her lip and looks away from you, tugging her hoodie over her face. "I, um... y-yes. I'm sorry, it's like super weird, I know...." "Hey, you're fine! I'm the one that should apologize for prying, but thanks for being open with me," you say, smiling at her. She looks back over at you, red with embarrassment. "And damn, if that's the case, what a power move coming here. You know what you're about and you're not afraid to go for it, that's awesome!" "Y-Yeah..." Leah says with a nervous laugh. "B-But, labs are just so... I-I'm sorry, I try my best not to..." "Woah, it's fine, really! Labs are always kinda weird, and all things considered you did a pretty good job taking things seriously, it's no big deal," you assure her. <<if ($leahRel > 3) and ($leahRomancePlayerInit > 0) and ($playerWilling > 0)>>You give her a sly smile. "But you know, we can get antacids to use ourselves. I might be willing to do a bit of training together somewhere more private sometime, if that's how you really feel...~" "O-Oh gosh, um," she whimpers, somehow blushing even more than before. <<else>>She looks like she's about to melt into her seat. <</if>>"Sorry, we can talk about something else now," you say with a little laugh. "Thank you..." she replies, breathing a sigh of relief. <</append>><<set $counter += 1>><<if $counter > 1>><<replace "#choice">><</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</if>><</linkreplace>><</if>>\ <<if ($buttSize > 39) and ($leahRel > 2)>><<linkreplace " Does this outfit make my butt look big?">><<append "#text">> <<set $leahRomancePlayerInit += 1>>\ <<if $counter is 0>>"No problem!" you say. You start to dig into one of your sandwiches. <</if>>A sly smile spreads across your lips as you look over at Leah, deciding to tease her a little after catching her wandering eyes before. "Hey, can I get your opinion on something?" "Oh, uh, yeah, sure thing," she says. "Thanks~" you say. She furrows her brow as you slide your plate aside and give her a mischievous look. "What I wanna know is... does this outfit make my butt look big?" You stand up and turn around, plopping your plump butt onto the edge of the table and leaning forward slightly so that it's pointed right at her.<<if $outfit is "skimpy">> You can feel the cold tabletop against your skin as your tiny skirt fails to reach down far enough--she's definitely getting a bit of exposed cheek to ogle.<</if>> She stares wide eyed at the offering you've presented her, freezing for a moment and nearly dropping the cookie she was about to take a bite of. Then she regains some of her composure and quickly scarfs down the cookie to give herself a moment to think. She never shifts her gaze though--you //did// specifically request that she look at it, after all. <<if $outfit is "normal">>"I just feel like these pants are kinda tight,"<<else>>"It just feels like this skirt doesn't quite fit right,"<</if>> you say, shifting back and forth for a moment to find a more comfortable position. "Um, you, uh... y-yes--er, I mean no! I mean, it looks f-fine..." she says, very obviously flustered. "I don't think the outfit is the... It, um, you're fine, don't worry, is what I'm trying to say..!" "Aw, thanks, you think it looks good then?" you say. You stand back up, but keep your back turned until she answers. "Yeah it looks great! UM, I mean, uh, y-you look great... er... the outfit... nice..." she mumbles, trailing off as she clearly panics about saying something you'll find weird. She stuffs another cookie in her mouth to shut herself up. "Haha thanks, appreciate the input!~" you say, giving her a reassuring smile as you return to a normal sitting position. "N-No problem..!" she whimpers. <</append>><<set $counter += 1>><<if $counter > 1>><<replace "#choice">><</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</if>><</linkreplace>><</if>>\ The two of you keep talking for a while, slowly wearing down the big plate of cookies you'd brought. Before you've even quite finished your meal, however, you're interrupted by Mallory approaching the table. "Leah dear, there you are! Did you not see my text?" she says. <<if $malloryRel < 0>>She glances over at you for a moment, but otherwise completely ignores your presence.<<else>><<if $malloryRel > 1>>She glances over at you with a cheery smile. <</if>>"Ah, and hello there $name! I hope you don't mind if I steal her away for now."<</if>> "Oh sh-shoot, um, sorry Mal...." Leah says, blushing as she pulls out her phone to check. "Oh it's quite alright darling, I just have a friend coming over to the dorm soon that I'd like you to meet," Mallory replies, giving Leah a little nod. "R-Right, that sounds, um, important! Uh, sorry $name, I've gotta get going, it was nice chatting though..!" Leah says, getting up to excuse herself. She suddenly seems like she's in a hurry... though not so much of a hurry that she can't pause to grab the last cookie on her way out. "Yeah no problem, I'll see you around!" you say.<<if $leahRel < 3>> <<Leah 1>><</if>> With that, the two of them head off together back to their dorm, while you sit and finish up the last of your lunch by yourself. Once your plate is clear, you get up to return to your own room, not interested in sitting around alone in the dining hall. What you are a little interested in, however, is that you can see through the windows that there's some sort of commotion going on by the fountain in the courtyard, and if you're not mistaken the girl at the center of it is "queen of the school" Maeve... [[Leave the dining hall through the courtyard to see what's up->October 28th- Courtyard After Lunch]] [[Go upstairs to leave the dining hall to avoid whatever's going on->October 28th- Bump Into Alice]]<<if $fullness is 0>><<set $stamina to Math.min($stamina+8, $staminaMax)>><</if>>

<<Time 12.25>>\ You head upstairs and across the bridge to Lampton, making your way over to the dining hall for lunch. It's not nearly as busy as it was at breakfast, though enough tables are still occupied to fill the air with the constant drone of indistinct chatter. You head straight for the buffet line before worrying about where to sit. There's an assortment of triangle cut sandwiches laid out as the main option for lunch, which are frustratingly almost entirely unlabeled. You put a couple that at least //appear// to be something you'd like on your plate, then carry on further down the line to see if anything else catches your eye. Right at the end there's a tray of small sugar cookies with fall colored sprinkles on them that look pretty good, so you toss a couple onto your plate then head for an open table. You pass the time on your phone as you eat, enjoying a peaceful moment to just sit back and relax on your own. While you aren't paying much attention to those around you, the dining hall is quiet enough that you can pretty clearly make out what the girls closest to your table are saying, and you can't help getting a little curious when you overhear one of them say Mallory's name... <<link "Eavesdrop">><<replace "#choice">><<set $malloryInquiry2 to 1>> Naturally, you shift your attention towards their conversation to see what they're saying about her. "...what? You're crazy, she's super nice!" one of the girls says. "I hardly even talk to her and she still greets me by name with a smile every time she sees me." "And you don't think that's even a little //weird//? I'm telling you, something's not right about that girl..." the other girl says. "Oh don't be so paranoid, she just likes to be polite!" the first girl insists. "From what I hear she's like the main reason the party on Thursday is gonna be such a big thing, how could you hate someone putting so much effort into making the school pay for us to have fun?" "Ugh, I know, that's, like, the whole thing I've been trying to tell you! Jenny was on the committee for that and was really against most of the new party ideas because they're gonna be a //deathtrap// at this school," the other girl says. "Last Wednesday she vents to me about how she got in a big argument with Mallory over it at the meeting, then she disappears by the weekend. There's no way that's a coincidence!" "Uh, it easily could be, people getting randomly eaten is the least surprising thing that can happen around here," the first girl laughs. "And like really, so what if Mal ate her? We're all active preds here, you can't be that mad about it." "But she pretends that she //isn't// like that, that's what's so sketchy! I don't know, she already gave me bad vibes and this just really sealed the deal for me that she's dangerous..." The conversation soon shifts to something far less interesting, and the two of them get up to leave not long after. You don't recognize either of them, but you did steal enough of a look at their table to identify which of them was the concerned one, just in case you ever need to follow up on that bit of gossip. With the moment of intrigue over, you go back to minding your own business, doing a bit of thinking about what you heard while you eat.<</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</link>> <<link "Mind your own business">><<replace "#choice">> But, you shake off the thought and continue minding your own business.<</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</link>> Once your plate is clear, you get up and stretch your arms, ready to head back to your dorm. As you're clearing your table before you leave, you notice through the windows that there's some sort of commotion going on by the fountain in the courtyard, and if you're not mistaken the girl at the center of it is "queen of the school" Maeve... [[Leave the dining hall through the courtyard to see what's up->October 28th- Courtyard After Lunch]] [[Go upstairs to leave the dining hall to avoid whatever's going on->October 28th- Bump Into Alice]]<<if $fullness is 0>><<set $stamina to Math.min($stamina+8, $staminaMax)>><</if>>

<<Time 13>><<set $day8Maeve to 1>>\ Curiosity getting the better of you, you decide to take the scenic route back to your dorm to get a better look at what's going on. <<if $outfit != "uniform">>You quickly throw on the sweatshirt you brought with you, then head outside towards the commotion.<<set $lastOutfit to $outfit>><<set $outfit to "sweater">><<else>>You step outside and head towards the commotion.<</if>> There's a small group gathered around the fountain--clearly you aren't the only one interested in whatever's going down. You casually sneak your way into an open spot with a good view, being careful not to stand too close to anyone else since most of these girls look like upperclassmen. You were right--it is Maeve that everyone is watching so eagerly. She's dressed in a cropped leather jacket and dark jeans... and her pale belly is bloated and squirming, hanging effortlessly from her short frame. Matilda is sitting across from her on one of the benches in a green flannel and brown undershirt that leaves a lot of her hefty, freckled cleavage on display. There's a much more modest bump in her abdomen, but it's still squirming. Looking further, you see why--she's only half finished with her meal. There's a second pair of legs angrily flailing between her own. She adjusts her position on the bench and tugs the girl a bit deeper whenever she starts to make any progress toward getting out, but she doesn't seem intent on pulling her poor prey all the way into her ass anytime soon. The main source of the commotion, however, is a third girl standing between them. She has tan skin and dark, curly hair that falls well past her shoulders, with a splash of red dye along her bangs. Her bust is nearly big enough to match Maeve's, put on display by a loose black top under an open red and gray sweatshirt. Heavy eyeliner and a silver nose ring amplify the intense glare that she's giving Maeve... but she's clearly not the one with the upper hand in this situation. Matilda has her arms held behind her back while Maeve stares her down, nudging the girl with her squirming belly. "Honestly Riley, did you think this could have possibly gone any other way? I know you were never the brightest in our class, but this is just pathetic," Maeve sneers. "What, you did pretty well in one lab where I have to play nice, and suddenly you think you're hot shit?" She leans forward until the pressure on her gut pushes out a burp, letting it out right into Riley's face. "You that desperate to see what I can really do?~" "Fuck you! You don't get to act all smug while this giant freak does the hard work..!" Riley shouts, thrashing against Matilda's grip. Matilda simply yawns while she easily keeps the girl restrained, tugging her own prey a bit deeper again. "You too scared to take me on yourself, bitch? I've had enough of your stupid 'queen' bullshit, get over yourself already..!" "You know, I can at least respect that she didn't start begging when she realized she was fucked," the girl nearest to you chuckles. "What happened here?" you ask quietly. "Oh, the queen's just putting on a show. You missed her pinning Riley under her gut while she ate one of the other girls," she chuckles. "I came by a little late myself, but from what I get, Riley--girl in red, she's a senior--had a lab with Maeve sometime last week where she almost managed to keep her down the whole time. Don't really know if they had beef before that, but she got it in her head that she could pull it off for real and roped a few juniors into backing her up. They all tried to ambush her but... well you can see how that went." You nod and offer a somewhat nervous laugh as you turn your full attention back to the scene at hand. "Well I've got good news for you, you won't have to put up with me for much //*UUrrp*// longer," Maeve says with a menacing glare. She turns to the crowd, grinning. "Now who wants to see what happens when you fuck with the queen?" There's a wave of cheers from the small crowd, some seeming more reserved and somewhat nervous but others earnestly interested in seeing a show of power. Maeve chuckles and turns back to Riley. "Looks like the people have spoken~" she says, still grinning. She leans down and grabs the other girl's legs, struggling a little to maneuver around her already thrashing gut. Riley grunts as Maeve lifts her legs up and practically folds her in half, pushing them back as close to her head as they'll go. Her black skirt rides up enough to give most of the crowd a pretty clear view of her tiny red panties and plump ass, but that understandably seems to be the least of her concerns right now. Excited murmurs spread through the gathered crowd as they start to realize what Maeve's doing--she really //is// putting on a show. "You bitch..!" Riley grunts. Her attempts at breaking free from their hold weaken, her current position clearly putting a lot of strain on her. "I'd say better luck next time, but, well... you really fucked this one up bad, Ri," Maeve sneers. "Did you forget how things in that lab went when it was //your// turn to struggle..?" "Careful, she has taken anal classes..." you faintly overhear Matilda say. "Counting on it...~" Maeve replies in a similarly hushed tone. The two of them lift Riley a bit higher... then Maeve starts to eat her butt-first. Her lips slide over Riley's plush hips, quickly pushing forward until her throat begins to bulge. You can't help wincing a little as the tight constriction forces Riley's legs to fold almost completely flat against her body, her ankles resting by her ears<<if $eatenByOlivia>>--you know firsthand how unpleasant that is<</if>>. As soon as her hands are firmly packed in with the rest of her, Matilda lets go and leans back to enjoy the show, still taunting the girl she's sitting on instead of finishing the job. "I'm gonna... punch a hole... in your fucking stomach McKenn..!" Riley growls through strained breaths. Slowly but surely, bit by bit, Riley sinks deeper into the queen, helpless to resist from her contorted position. Excitement grows in the crowd, several starting to chant Maeve's name as she chokes down the other senior. Right around the time Riley's chest starts to slip past her lips, you notice that Maeve seems to clench her stomach muscles, her gut visibly tightening around its current occupant. After a few more swallows, Riley's eyes widen and she lets out a surprised gasp. "W-What the hell..! Ugh, you can't seriously..!" she grunts. Maeve doesn't give her protest any attention at all, forcing more grunts and gasps from her prey as she continues to pull her down her throat. "Maeve you... f-fuck..!" With a few more swallows, her head disappears from sight, followed soon by her feet and the last strands of her curly hair. Maeve keeps her head tilted back as the bulge in her throat steadily slides down to join her already bloated belly, which effortlessly swells to accept its second meal of the day. Though, something about the bumpy shapes of her prey pushing out from within seems strange--you can't quite parse how the two girls are positioned inside despite how thinly stretched the walls must be. There's a silent pause as the last sign of Riley vanishes into her gut, then Maeve finally drops her head. Her immense gut slams to the ground as she leans forward, shoulders hunched, as if Riley had literally dropped into her stomach and her body was pulled by the impact. She takes a few heavy breaths, then-- "//*UUURrrrrrrup!*// And that's what you get..!" Maeve huffs, giving her oversized belly a triumphant smack. "Let that be a lesson to //*URP*// all of you. You are //not// on my level." Most of the crowd erupts into cheers at the impressive display, though some hurry to take their leave now that the show is over. \ <<link "Call out Maeve for needing help now that she's full">><<replace "#choice">><<set $preyName to "humiliated">><<set $maeveDisrespect += 1>><<set $day8Maeve to 2>>\ You, however, feel frustrated seeing her talk down to everyone and flaunt her skill. Emboldened by the fact that she's clearly pushing her limits already, you find yourself speaking up before you can really think about what you're doing. "Hey, she had a point though Maeve, why does 'the queen' need so much help?" you call out. "Couldn't have handled all three on your own?" The crowd immediately grows quiet and you flinch as Maeve snaps her cold gaze towards you. The girl you'd talked to before chuckles and pushes you forward, her and the girl on your other side shifting to close the circle and block your escape. "Freshman with an attitude, I like it," the girl says. "Go get her, hotshot.~" <<if ($samRel > 2) or ($playerSize > 6)>>\ <<if $samRel > 2>><<set $TEMPSamBailout to true>>Maeve stares you down with a clearly frustrated look for a moment, then bursts into laughter. "Oh my god, it's a fucking freshman trying to call me out!? How is someone this dumb still alive?" The crowd joins her in laughing, which isn't a great boost to your confidence here. That confidence further drains as she walks over to you with relative ease despite the two squirming upperclassmen hanging off of her. You hear a muffled groan come from inside of her as she presses the warm surface of her gut against you. "You know what, the sheer audacity is funny enough that I think I'll let you go this time," she says, still laughing... though you notice a menacing glint in her eye. "But, I think you do still owe Matilda an apology, for treating her like she's just some meathead doing my bidding."<<else>>"Well, looks like someone wasn't paying attention," Maeve says. <<if $ateAshley>>She furrows her brow at you, then recognition flashes through her eyes and she grins. "Ha, aren't you the freshman that won at my party? This is a shitty way to throw away that clout I was gracious enough to give you."<</if>> You suddenly feel far less confident as she walks over to you with relative ease despite the two squirming upperclassmen hanging off of her. You hear a muffled groan come from inside of her as she presses the warm surface of her gut against you. "Wanna say that again, <<if $ateAshley>>'champion'? That title go to your head?<<else>>freshie?<</if>>" "Uh... I just think it's less impressive when you have the biggest girl at the school as backup..." you mumble. Your eyes are locked on the shifting bulges in her belly as she nudges it against you. Riley and the other girl don't seem to be struggling with nearly as much vigor as you would have expected, like they're already on their last legs. Clearly //something// strange happened when Riley was being swallowed, but you still can't quite work out what... "'Biggest girl at the school'? I wouldn't be so quick to judge, you're definitely in the running," she chuckles, looking you over with a smirk. "I know it can be fun to show off //*urp*// past meals, but there's a limit, freshie. You know we have a gym, right?" "I think you're just jealous, that skinny body doesn't exactly scream 'apex predator'," you huff, feeling more insulted than afraid, if only for a moment. "//*Pfft*//, cute," Maeve laughs. "Look, you really lucked out here brat. You're almost bigger than //*urp*// these two combined and I'm not looking to have to replace my entire wardrobe over one meal, so I'll let this slide for now. But that's just me, I think you still owe Matilda an apology for treating her like she's just some meathead doing my bidding."<</if>> "Yeah, us giants have feelings too you know," Matilda chuckles. The girl inserted halfway up her ass seems to have given up hope of escape, the extra pair of legs now hanging limply between her own.<<if $analByMatilda>> "And here I thought we had something special! Yeah, don't go thinking I forgot about you, buttplug.~"<</if>> "So..." Maeve says. You yelp in surprise as she grabs your arm and starts dragging you over toward the bench. You try to resist at first, but the full weight of the situation starts to sink in. You're surrounded by eager upperclassmen, even if you manage to break away from her there's nowhere to run... "You're going to help push her meal the rest of the way in.~" "Haha, perfect!" Matilda says. She pushes herself up off the bench, then turns to bend over, placing her hands where she was sitting and presenting her ass to you. A pair of green panties are stretched and pushed aside beneath her maroon skirt, making room for the poor girl lodged waist-deep in her rectum to pass through.<<if $analByMatilda>> The view gives you an uncomfortable flash of déjà vu.<</if>> The change in position seems to give her prey some renewed hope, her legs beginning to kick and flail again. "Hey come on, don't let her get out!" Matilda chuckles.<<if $analByMatilda>> "I know you know your way around things down there!"<</if>> You take a deep breath, then grab the girl's shins to steady her, offering a quick apology under your breath for what you're about to do. Tightening your grip, you start to push forward, slowly sliding the girl's hips through Matilda's eager sphincter. You scrunch up your face in disgust at the wet squelching sounds and occasional moans from Matilda that crop up as the girl's legs steadily disappear between her oversized cheeks. Once only her feet remain visible, you let go, crossing your fingers that that's good enough. "Uh-uh, I can still see her," Maeve says, glaring at you when you look over at her. "Finish the job, <<if ($samRel < 3)>>fatass<<else>>$name<</if>>." "Yeah c'mon, her toes are probably cold!" Matilda chuckles. You sigh, turning back towards Matilda's ass and reluctantly starting to reach one hand forward for a final push. Before you can, however, something shoves into you from behind. You stumble forward, and a hand guides you face-first into the feet flailing between Matilda's butt.<<if $samRel > 2>> "Don't you dare hide behind Sammy to fuck with me, you got that $name?" Maeve hisses in your ear. "You try and call me out like that again, there might not be a way for me to let you off the hook next time..." She pulls back without waiting for a response--not that you could really give one with the other girl's feet in your face--then a moment later her hand is replaced with the full force of her gut bearing down on you<<else>> Before you can try to push yourself away, the hand is replaced with the full force of Maeve's gut bearing down on you<</if>>. You can faintly hear the crowd laughing around you, but you're completely smothered between a bloated gut and Matilda's plush ass, muffling everything but the gurgling and groaning of Maeve's stomach behind you. The pressure is easily enough to force the last of Matilda's prey in... and your head easily slides right through behind her. "//*UUuurrrp*// There we go, I think you got her~" you faintly hear Maeve say. Mercifully, she steps back before any more of you find its way into Matilda's intestines. That doesn't make your position any less unpleasant. Slick walls wrap tightly around your head, easily resisting your attempts to push yourself out even if they aren't pulling you any deeper. Then Matilda leans back upright, forcing you to your knees. The walls clamp down, her anus choking you as it tightens around your neck. After a few agonizing seconds, the pressure eases off--based on the sounds she was making, you'd guess she was stretching after sitting for so long. "Oh, right," she chuckles. She slightly squats down, then a single, powerful wave of pressure pushes through the walls, easily popping your head back out. You gasp and take a deep breath as you're freed from the constricting hold, left sputtering on the ground under her. "Thanks a lot freshie, always nice to have a helping hand!" Matilda jeers.<<if $analByMatilda>> "Maybe I'll take you for another ride sometime.~"<</if>> She and Maeve walk off toward Lampton without another word, laughing with each other as they leave you to gather yourself. What remains of the crowd seems equally amused, though luckily they all seem to be dispersing instead of taking advantage of your current position. You sigh, slowly getting back onto your feet to continue on your way to your room. All things considered, that could have gone much worse... [[Head back to your room->October 28th- Afternoon 2]]\ <<else>>\ "Well, looks like someone wasn't paying attention," Maeve says. <<if $ateAshley>>She furrows her brow at you, then recognition flashes through her eyes and she grins. "Ha, aren't you the freshman that won at my party? This is a shitty way to throw away that clout I was gracious enough to give you."<</if>> You suddenly feel far less confident as she walks over to you with relative ease despite the two squirming upperclassmen hanging off of her. You hear a muffled groan come from inside of her as she presses the warm surface of her gut against you. "Wanna say that again, <<if $ateAshley>>'champion'? That title go to your head?<<else>>freshie?<</if>>" "Uh... I just think it's less impressive when you have the biggest girl at the school as backup..." you mumble. Your eyes are locked on the shifting bulges in her belly as she nudges it against you. Riley and the other girl don't seem to be struggling with nearly as much vigor as you would have expected, like they're already on their last legs. Clearly //something// strange happened when Riley was being swallowed, but you still can't quite work out what... "Aw, tongue-tied now? That's what I //*urrrp*// thought," Maeve says, blowing her belch into your face just like she'd done to Riley. "Tell you what, I'll be merciful just this once. Apologize, and kiss my gut." She nudges her belly into you again for emphasis. A grin spreads across her lips. "If not... I guess I'll just have to show you that I //could// have fit all three of them if I wanted to.~" \ <<link "Do it">><<replace "#choice2">>\ "O-Of course! So sorry about that, I was clearly out of line," you say meekly. As much as you may dislike her 'queen of the school' act, you're absolutely certain that threat was genuine and you don't have a death wish. "I shouldn't have doubted you..!" You hesitate for a moment, then lean forward to plant a kiss on the top of her gut. "Hmm, decent enough groveling," Maeve chuckles. You yelp in surprise as she grabs your arm. "But, I think you owe Matilda an apology too, for treating her like she's just some meathead doing my bidding." "Yeah, us giants have feelings too you know," Matilda chuckles. The girl inserted halfway up her ass seems to have given up hope of escape, the extra pair of legs now hanging limply between her own.<<if $analByMatilda>> "And here I thought we had something special! Yeah, don't go thinking I forgot about you, buttplug.~"<</if>> "So..." Maeve says, dragging you over toward the bench. "You're going to help push her meal the rest of the way in.~" "Haha, perfect!" Matilda says. She pushes herself up off the bench, then turns to bend over, placing her hands where she was sitting and presenting her ass to you. A pair of green panties are stretched and pushed aside beneath her maroon skirt, making room for the poor girl lodged waist-deep in her rectum to pass through.<<if $analByMatilda>> The view gives you an uncomfortable flash of déjà vu.<</if>> The change in position seems to give her prey some renewed hope, her legs beginning to kick and flail again. "Hey come on, don't let her get out!" Matilda chuckles.<<if $analByMatilda>> "I know you know your way around things down there!"<</if>> You take a deep breath, then grab the girl's shins to steady her, offering a quick apology under your breath for what you're about to do. Tightening your grip, you start to push forward, slowly sliding the girl's hips through Matilda's eager sphincter. You scrunch up your face in disgust at the wet squelching sounds and occasional moans from Matilda that crop up as the girl's legs steadily disappear between her oversized cheeks. Once only her feet remain visible, you let go, crossing your fingers that that's good enough. "Uh-uh, I can still see her," Maeve says, glaring at you when you look over at her. "Finish the job, <<if $ateAshley>>'champion'<<else>>freshie<</if>>." "Yeah c'mon, her toes are probably cold!" Matilda chuckles. You sigh, turning back towards Matilda's ass and reluctantly starting to reach one hand forward for a final push. Before you can, however, something shoves into you from behind. You stumble forward, and a hand guides you face-first into the feet flailing between Matilda's butt. Before you can try to push yourself away, the hand is replaced with the full force of Maeve's gut bearing down on you. You can faintly hear the crowd laughing around you, but you're completely smothered between a bloated gut and Matilda's plush ass, muffling everything but the gurgling and groaning of Maeve's stomach behind you. The pressure is easily enough to force the last of Matilda's prey in... and your head easily slides right through behind her. "//*UUuurrrp*// There we go, I think you got her~" you faintly hear Maeve say. Mercifully, she steps back before any more of you find its way into Matilda's intestines. That doesn't make your position any less unpleasant. Slick walls wrap tightly around your head, easily resisting your attempts to push yourself out even if they aren't pulling you any deeper. Then Matilda leans back upright, forcing you to your knees. The walls clamp down, her anus choking you as it tightens around your neck. After a few agonizing seconds, the pressure eases off--based on the sounds she was making, you'd guess she was stretching after sitting for so long. "Oh, right," she chuckles. She slightly squats down, then a single, powerful wave of pressure pushes through the walls, easily popping your head back out. You gasp and take a deep breath as you're freed from the constricting hold, left sputtering on the ground under her. "Thanks a lot freshie, always nice to have a helping hand!" Matilda jeers.<<if $analByMatilda>> "Maybe I'll take you for another ride sometime.~"<</if>> She and Maeve walk off toward Lampton without another word, laughing with each other as they leave you to gather yourself. What remains of the crowd seems equally amused, though luckily they all seem to be dispersing instead of taking advantage of your current position. You sigh, slowly getting back onto your feet to continue on your way to your room. All things considered, that could have gone much worse... [[Head back to your room->October 28th- Afternoon 2]]\ <</replace>><</link>> [[Refuse->Maeve Encounter- Consequences]]\ \ <</if>>\ <</replace>><</link>> [[Carry on to your room instead of doing anything dumb->October 28th- Afternoon 2]]\

<<Time 13.25>><<if $outfit is "sweater">><<set $outfit to $lastOutfit>><</if>>\ <<if hasVisited("October 28th- Courtyard After Lunch")>><<if $preyName is "humiliated">>You trudge through the halls of Karbo, passing a few girls in the hall walking between classes but luckily having no further trouble. When you arrive at your dorm, you immediately head to the shower to rinse off your head--looking in the mirror you couldn't really tell anything had happened, but you still //felt// disgusting after being hugged by Matilda's ass like that. Once you've reasonably washed away the humiliation, you head back into the main room with a sigh.<<else>>Not wanting to take any chances sticking around with this many upperclassmen now that the show is over, you quickly shuffle away from the crowd and continue on your way to the main building. You pass by a few girls in the hall walking between classes, but no trouble finds you as you make your way back to your dorm.<</if>> Emma seems to be out right now, maybe at class.<<set $preyName to "!ERR:setPreyName">> <<else>><<if $day8Alice is "foot">>Still feeling a bit embarrassed about the submissive display, you hurry along down the stairs and back to your dorm.<<else>>You hurry along down the stairs and back to your dorm.<</if>> Emma seems to be out right now, maybe at class. <</if>>You take a seat on your bed and pull out your phone, idly scrolling through your feed to pass the time until your next class. After a while, however, the thought occurs to you<<if hasVisited("October 28th- Courtyard After Lunch")>>--perhaps inspired by Maeve's display in the courtyard--<<else>> <</if>>that it might be a good time to go hunting for a proper meal, even if you did eat lunch not too long ago. There are still classes going on for a few hours so there should be some people passing through the halls, but it's late enough that things shouldn't be too crowded. Although, unless you get really lucky it would probably mean skipping Escapism... \ <<link "Be a good student and go to class">><<replace "#choice">><<if $pacifist>>You shake off the intrusive thought and go back to killing time on your phone.<<else>>You shake off the idea--you are here to learn, it's best not to be skipping classes without a good reason. There will be plenty more opportunities to look for a meal.<</if>> After a few more minutes, you get up and stretch your arms, then head out into the hall to get to class. <<if ($day5SavedMandy != "none") and !$ateMandyDay5>><<link "Go to Escapism">><<set $preyName to "escapism">><<goto "October 28th- Mandy">><</link>><<else>>[[Go to Escapism->October 28th- Escapism]]<</if>><</replace>><</link>> <<if ($day5SavedMandy != "none") and !$ateMandyDay5>>[[Skip class to hunt for prey->October 28th- Mandy]]<<elseif $reputation[0] is "glutton">>[[Skip class to hunt for prey->October 28th- On The Hunt: Skilled]]<<else>>[[Skip class to hunt for prey->October 28th- On The Hunt]]<</if>>\

"Not a chance," you say, glaring back at her and daring to give her belly a slight shove. "I'm not going to let you just boss me around like that." "Oh she dead," someone from the crowd says. There's a mix of laughter and sympathetic "ooo"s from the rest of the gathered students. "Wrong answer," Maeve says, glowering at you. She immediately grabs the front of your shirt and yanks you forward onto her belly. You barely have time to get out a panicked yelp before your head is plunged into the queen's jaws. She easily restrains your arms as you try to squirm and push away from her, and with just a few quick swallows you're already chest deep in her throat. Your brain initially tries to downplay the situation--surely she can't actually be planning to swallow you, this is just intimidation<<if $maeveDisrespect > 1>>, like she did back on the first day<</if>>. She already has two prey in her stomach, and one of them is a senior! But... she certainly isn't showing any signs of hesitation... Her throat squeezes tight around your chest as another swallow drags you deeper. She tilts her head back, speeding up your already worryingly fast descent towards the waiting pit of her stomach. With a wet squelching sound, your head is forced out into her stomach, and a chill goes down your spine as you realize she really is going all the way with this. "Wh-What the fuck..?" Riley grunts as your body starts to squeeze into the cramped chamber on top of her. "Who the hell are you..!" Maeve slightly slows her efforts from the increased resistance of your body fighting for space alongside her earlier prey. Bit by bit, you're packed tightly into her impossibly stretched stomach, dragging against Riley as the walls press you against each other. Confusion briefly breaks through your panic as you realize that you can feel a swollen belly pushing against your back... Using her hands to force your feet down through her lips, Maeve finishes the job with one last powerful gulp, sending the last of you sliding through the slick tunnel of her throat. Your head is pushed down past two sets of thighs, then briefly below the surface of the growing pool of acid at the bottom of her stomach. The walls seems strained and the pressure becomes overwhelming as her body struggles to fit the rest of you in. Riley grunts as she's forced lower down, and you notice one set of legs straddling you seems to gradually slide away. The shift in her position frees up enough space to resolve the issue, and the rest of your legs crash down to join you in her gut with a surprising amount of force. It's done. You're fully sealed inside the stomach of an apex predator. You're left in an awkward position by the ordeal of packing you in alongside the others, essentially laying on top of Riley and her suspiciously bloated belly, facing upward with your legs bent against you and spread uncomfortably wide. Riley has it even worse--from what you can feel, it seems like the space was too cramped for her legs to ever relax back into a more natural position, leaving her lying with her legs permanently folded up to her head like they were when Maeve ate her. You grunt as the warm, fleshy walls surrounding you suddenly clamp down. "//''*OUUUUuuuurrrrp!''*// And there you //*UUrrrap*// have it..!" Maeve grunts, breathing heavily. "I told you I could //*uuurp*// do it, you dumb brat.~ Anyone else got something to say?" "Get your <<if $buttSize > 24>>fat <</if>>fucking ass out of my... //mmph//... face..!" Riley growls from beneath you. "Oh yeah, because I put it there on purpose," you snap back. You start trying to squirm a little, but Maeve's stomach is oppressively tight. A worrying groan ripples through the walls around you. "Seriously, why the hell are you in here with me?" Riley says. She grunts and you feel a shift in her gut against your back. "I uh... thought it would be safe to talk shit since she already had a senior and a junior in her stomach..." you say sheepishly. You wince as Maeve smacks her belly, managing to hit you right in the face. "That's what I //*Uuurrp*// thought..." you faintly hear her say. "You're a fucking dumbass..." Riley hisses from below you. "You're one to talk! You didn't at least wait until she was //alone// before trying to ambush 'the queen'?" you shoot back. "And why do you have such a big belly!? Did you eat the other girl in here? How are you gonna get out like that?" "I didn't do it on purpose dipshit, Maeve fucking... god she didn't just eat me like that to humiliate me, she did it so this bitch would get forced up my ass on the way down... how do you even plan for that..?" Riley mutters. "Ugh, I was trying to get her out so we could fight before you tightened things up so much I was forced to finish the job! I //would// eat //you// if I didn't think I'd choke going ass-first with this little space..." "C'mon, let's get back to the //*urp*// dorm... it's cold as shit with so much of my gut hanging out..." you faintly hear Maeve say. "...and give me a hand moving this..." "Sure thing, your highness," Matilda's muffled voice chuckles. You feel her belly shift upward to a more level position instead of hanging down to press against the ground. You're too high up in her gut to feel where her hands are, but you imagine Matilda must be lifting the front of Maeve's belly as if she were helping move a heavy piece of furniture. Then your whole world starts to gently bounce up and down as, somehow, Maeve manages to walk away with her triple meal in tow, sending the steadily building pool of acid splashing around the chamber. With a frustrated grunt, you start to try and struggle against the tight walls, shoving and kicking at the flesh around you as much as you can manage from your cramped position. Unfortunately, you're not even sure the resistance you can manage like this would be all that effective against your classmates, let alone a powerhouse like Maeve... "Come on, work with me here..!" you grunt. You're not ready to throw in the towel just yet. "She's overstretched, on the move, and you're a senior, if we work together we can beat her!" "Shut up. Were you not listening? Are you not seeing what we're up against here? She's three prey deep and not even immobilized. She //intentionally planned out// getting her first prey to //go up my ass// so I wouldn't be a threat!" Riley says. "She fucking slaughtered us, there is no getting out of this." "Sure, you've, uh, got your own problems here, but I've got a chance!" you plead. "Don't you want to at least embarrass Maeve by helping a //freshman// escape her while you've got the chance?" "I honestly don't even know if we could beat her with all three of us fighting at this point..." Riley says. "Just give up and at least digest with some dignity..." She lets out a resigned sigh. "Fuck..." "Yeah, be a good freshman and //*urp*// listen to your upperclassman...~" Maeve's muffled voice chimes in. "I don't want to sit through you two //*URP*// bickering for the next half hour..." You yelp as Maeve's belly suddenly drops again, jolting you and Riley as it smacks onto the ground. Over the increasingly noisy groans and gurgles filling the air around you, you can faintly hear the sounds of someone opening a door. Your world lifts back up, but not as significantly as before, just enough for her gut to not drag on the ground. "God damn Maeve, this was wild even for you. I forget how scary you can be," Matilda says with a faint chuckle. "You sure ya got them alright? I know you're you, but Ri wasn't a slouch even on her own." "That's not going to //*urp*// be a problem. Weren't you listening to them?" Maeve says. "I dealt with the first two before they even got a chance. The freshman's barely even giving me a massage, they're not going anywhere but my waistline.~ Appreciate the concern though, and the help." "Ha! You're something else M..." Matilda laughs. "Any time." You keep trying to fight back, but your efforts gradually slow as it sinks in how pointless it is. Riley has completely given up--even with Maeve strained like this, you know there's no chance of beating her all on your own. You have to face the truth... you're doomed. "Finally..." Maeve sighs. The inside of her stomach is briefly thrown into chaos as she drops her hefty gut onto her bed. You can faintly hear it creaking under the weight. She pushes in on her belly, forcing out a loud, rolling belch. The walls seem to close in just a little tighter by the time she's done. Groaning and gurgling and sloshing fills your ears, and you let yourself get lost in it. This is your fate--churned up alongside two other students for daring to disrespect the queen. You let your hazy mind gradually drift off within the shifting embrace of the strongest stomach on campus... "Ugh, I'm still gonna be working through all this tomorrow..." Maeve grumbles. She rolls onto her side, gently massaging her gargantuan gut as it gets to work breaking down her insolent subjects... <<include "Life Lost">>

<<Time 13>><<set $day8Alice to "bump">>\ Not wanting to get involved in whatever's going on outside, you head for the stairs to make your way back to your dorm. However, you can't help being a //little// curious about the situation, so as soon as you step onto the bridge you turn your attention to the courtyard. It definitely looks like Maeve at the center of it, and from your elevated position you can see that she seems to be facing off with someone as a group of students gathers around to watch. The other girl doesn't seem to be-- "Hey!" You're snapped out of your train of thought as, in your distraction, you walk straight into someone that was rounding the corner. The two of you topple to the ground, leaving you reeling from bumping your head on the hard floor. You push yourself up and away from the girl, rubbing your forehead. Unfortunately, you recognize the voice before even taking a look at the girl in question--it's Alice. "What the hell do you think you're doing? Are you blind?" she growls. She stares daggers at you as she sits on the ground across from you, similarly touching a hand to her forehead. Maybe that wasn't the floor, but her head that you smacked into... You're quick to notice that Darcy is with her still, glaring down at you with her arms crossed from just behind Alice. \ <<link "Apologize (Genuine)">> <<if $aliceRel > -3>> <<replace "#choice">><<set $aliceTrue += 1>>\ "Oh gosh, I'm so sorry about that! That was all me, I wasn't looking where I was going," you say, getting back up onto your feet. You offer her a hand getting up. "Are you alright?" "...huh?" Alice says, visibly perplexed as she looks between you and your outstretched hand. "I asked if you were alright," you say. "That was my fault, I hope I didn't hurt you." "A-As if you could!" she huffs, shaking her head and regaining her composure. She pushes herself up off the ground without taking your hand, pausing for a moment to brush some dirt off her skirt before saying anything more. "You'd better be sorry! At least you recognize this was your mistake." "Want me to teach her a lesson?" Darcy chimes in, staring you down. "No, it's fine. Look where you're going next time<<if $aliceRel < 1>>, <<if $outfit is "skimpy">>slut<<else>>moron<</if>>,<</if>> or I might not be so generous..." Alice says. "Come on Darcy." The two of them quickly walk off across the bridge. You watch them with a curious expression for a moment, then smile and shrug off the encounter, continuing on your way back to your dorm.<<if $aliceRel < 2>> @@color:lime;..@@.<<Alice 1>><</if>> [[Continue on to your dorm->October 28th- Afternoon 2]]\ <</replace>> <<else>> <<set _checkType to "prey">> <<set _baseline to 15>> <<set _modifier to 3>> <<include "voreCheck">> <<if _swallow>> <<set $preyName to "genuine">> <<goto "Bump Into Alice- Eaten By Darcy">> <<else>> <<set $stamina -= 12>> <<replace "#choice">>\ "Oh gosh, I'm so sorry about that! That was all me, I wasn't looking where I was going," you say, getting back up onto your feet. You offer her a hand getting up. "Are you alright?" "What? Are you mocking me?" Alice snaps. She smacks your hand away and gets back on her feet on her own, glaring at you. "Huh? No I just--" "I don't need help or sympathy from a <<if $outfit is "skimpy">>slut<<else>>loser<</if>> like you!" she growls. "Do you really think I'm going to let you go just because you said sorry?" "Calm down, I wasn't--" "Want me to teach her a lesson?" Darcy chimes in. "Please do," Alice says. "I think you've earned a reward." "With pleasure...~" Darcy says, grinning at you and cracking her knuckles. "Thanks boss." You try to run, but Darcy lunges forward to grab one of your arms. She quickly follows up by tugging you closer and grabbing the opposite shoulder to secure her grip. You can immediately tell that she's too strong to break away from in a fair struggle, so with some quick thinking you take a riskier approach: throwing your weight backwards into her as hard as you can. It works--she's caught off guard by the sudden shift and, for the second time in just the past few minutes, you topple to the floor. Darcy gasps and loses her grip as your body crashes down and knocks the wind out of her. @@color:yellowgreen;You managed to escape!@@ "Fuck..!" Darcy groans. "You're dead you little brat!" Her threat rings hollow, however, as you've already scrambled back up onto your feet before she's even gotten the words out. You don't stick around to take your chances with the two of them, hurrying off toward the stairs without looking back. "Honestly Darcy, that was the best you could manage?" you faintly hear Alice say. "How disappointing... Get up and come with me."<<if $aliceRel > -4>> <<Alice -1>><</if>> [[Continue on to your dorm->October 28th- Afternoon 2]]\ <</replace>> <</if>> <</if>> <</link>> <<link "Apologize (Sarcastic)">> <<set _checkType to "prey">> <<set _baseline to 15>> <<set _modifier to 3>> <<include "voreCheck">> <<if _swallow>> <<set $preyName to "sarcastic">> <<goto "Bump Into Alice- Eaten By Darcy">> <<else>> <<set $stamina -= 12>> <<replace "#choice">>\ "Oh sorry, I forgot I was the only one that had to look where they were going," you say, rolling your eyes. You push yourself back up onto your feet. "Maybe don't take that corner so sharply next time<<if $aliceRel < -2>>, bitch<</if>>." "Excuse me?" Alice hisses. "How dare you try to put the blame on me you pathetic little--" "Yeah, yeah, <<if $aliceRel < 0>>I've heard it before<<else>>whatever<</if>>," you interject. You start to carry on towards the stairs. "I've got places to be." "Oh you're going somewhere alright..." Alice growls, standing up off the ground. "Darcy, I think you've earned a reward. Take care of her." "With pleasure...~" Darcy says, grinning at you and cracking her knuckles. "Thanks boss." You try to run, but Darcy lunges forward to grab one of your arms. She quickly follows up by tugging you closer and grabbing the opposite shoulder to secure her grip. You can immediately tell that she's too strong to break away from in a fair struggle, so with some quick thinking you take a riskier approach: throwing your weight backwards into her as hard as you can. It works--she's caught off guard by the sudden shift and, for the second time in just the past few minutes, you topple to the floor. Darcy gasps and loses her grip as your body crashes down and knocks the wind out of her. @@color:yellowgreen;You managed to escape!@@ "Fuck..!" Darcy groans. "You're dead you little brat!" Her threat rings hollow, however, as you've already scrambled back up onto your feet before she's even gotten the words out. You don't stick around to take your chances with the two of them, hurrying off toward the stairs without looking back. "Honestly Darcy, that was the best you could manage?" you faintly hear Alice say. "How disappointing... Get up and come with me."<<if $aliceRel > -4>> <<Alice -1>><</if>> [[Continue on to your dorm->October 28th- Afternoon 2]]\ <</replace>> <</if>> <</link>><<if ($aliceSimp > 0) or ($aliceRel > -1)>> <<link "Apologize (Submissive)">><<replace "#choice">><<set $day8Alice to "foot">>\ "Oh my god that was so stupid of me, sorry!" you say frantically. "I didn't mean it, I swear!" "You'd better be sorry, you worthless moron!" she huffs, getting back up on her feet. She brushes off a bit of dirt on her skirt and glares down at you. "Do you know how much this outfit costs?" "I'm sorry, I... can I make it up to you somehow?" you plead.<<if $aliceSimp > 0>> You don't want to lose what little favor you've managed to earn with her from a stupid accident like this.<<else>> You'd really prefer to settle this without getting on her bad side.<</if>> "Hmm, I do appreciate the groveling," she chuckles. The anger in her face shifts into a sly, worrying smile. "Alright then, <<if $outfit is "skimpy">>slut<<else>>loser<</if>>, I'll give you a chance." She jabs a finger toward the floor in front of her. "Come over here and kiss my feet before you get up, and maybe I'll let this slide.~" "Um... <<if $aliceSimp < 2>>o-okay<<else>>yeah, sure thing<</if>>..." you say. <<if $aliceSimp < 2>>You sigh and hesitate for a moment, not entirely sure you want to demean yourself like that. But, you are feeling desperate to appease her without escalating the situation further...<<else>>Eager as you are to appease her, you barely even hesitate to comply.<</if>> From your place on the floor, you drag yourself closer to her, then bend down and plant a kiss on each of her ruby red heels. You lean back, still on your knees, and look up at her with a somewhat flustered expression. There's a smug grin on her face. "Good, now what do you have to say for yourself?" she says. She slides one foot out of her shoe and raises her stocking-clad sole up to your face. <<if $aliceSimp > 1>>"I'm sorry Alice, it won't happen again," you say. Immediately getting the message, you lean your head forward to kiss the bottom of her outstretched foot.<<else>>"Uh, I'm sorry, it won't happen again..." you say. She narrows her eyes at you and you sigh again, getting the message. You lean your head forward and kiss the bottom of her outstretched foot to complete the apology she's looking for.<</if>> It's slightly damp... "Haha, pathetic..." Alice jeers. She puts her shoe back on and walks off without giving you any further acknowledgement. "Come on, Darcy."<<if $aliceRel < 2>> <<Alice 1>><<if $aliceSimp is 0>>@@color:lime;...but at what cost?@@<</if>><</if>> You stay on the ground for a moment as the two of them laugh and carry on your way, in slight disbelief that you actually just did that with so little convincing. Shaking off the feeling, you get to your feet, though you can tell you're still blushing a little. At least Darcy was the only other person around to see... [[Continue on to your dorm->October 28th- Afternoon 2]]<<set $aliceSimp += 1>>\ <</replace>><</link>><</if>>\

<<set $eatenByDarcy to true>><<set $predName to "Darcy">><<set $predSS to 50>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "Darcy_PreyStruggle">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "Darcy(TEXT)">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "Darcy_Actions">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Eaten By Darcy- Escape">>\ <<set _alicePast to 0>><<if $eatenByAlice>><<set _alicePast += 1>><</if>><<if $eatenByAliceCookout>><<set _alicePast += 1>><</if>><<if $eatenByAliceDay4>><<set _alicePast += 1>><</if>><<if $eatenByAliceDay7>><<set _alicePast += 1>><</if>><<if $eatenByBetty>><<set _alicePast += 1>><</if>><<set _darcyAggro to false>><<set _darcyOverCrush to false>><<set _restNext to 0>><<set _firstStrong to true>>\ <<if $preyName is "genuine">>"Oh gosh, I'm so sorry about that! That was all me, I wasn't looking where I was going," you say, getting back up onto your feet. You offer her a hand getting up. "Are you alright?" "What? Are you mocking me?" Alice snaps. She smacks your hand away and gets back on her feet on her own, glaring at you. "Huh? No I just--" "I don't need help or sympathy from a <<if $outfit is "skimpy">>slut<<else>>loser<</if>> like you!" she growls. "Do you really think I'm going to let you go just because you said sorry?" "Calm down, I wasn't--" "Want me to teach her a lesson?" Darcy chimes in. "Please do," Alice says. "I think you've earned a reward." "With pleasure...~" Darcy says, grinning at you and cracking her knuckles. "Thanks boss."<<else>>"Oh sorry, I forgot I was the only one that had to look where they were going," you say, rolling your eyes. You push yourself back up onto your feet. "Maybe don't take that corner so sharply next time<<if $aliceRel < -2>>, bitch<</if>>." "Excuse me?" Alice hisses. "How dare you try to put the blame on me you pathetic little--" "Yeah, yeah, <<if $aliceRel < 0>>I've heard it before<<else>>whatever<</if>>," you interject. You start to carry on towards the stairs. "I've got places to be." "Oh you're going somewhere alright..." Alice growls, standing up off the ground. "Darcy, I think you've earned a reward. Take care of her." "With pleasure...~" Darcy says, grinning at you and cracking her knuckles. "Thanks boss."<</if>> You try to run, but Darcy lunges forward to grab one of your arms. She quickly follows up by tugging you closer and grabbing the opposite shoulder to secure her grip. You try to fight back, but she has you held firm--she's much stronger than you anticipated. Before you get the chance to think of a different approach for breaking free, your head is plunged into the wet warmth of her mouth and your world goes dark. @@color:orange;You have been overpowered.@@ Pinning your arms to your side, she gets right to work swallowing you down, forcing you to bend backward as your head is dragged down into the tight embrace of her throat. Wet flesh shifts and pulses around you as waves of pressure pull you deeper toward the pit of her stomach. A loud growl rumbles through her body from below you--you consider, given the timing, that you might literally be getting turned into her lunch right now. You grunt and squirm in protest of the rough treatment as she forcefully crams you down her throat, but it accomplishes little against her painfully tight grip. In just a few swallows your <<if $breastSize > 44>>heavy <</if>>chest disappears past her lips. She bends forward over you at first, but around the point where her tongue is tickling the small of your back<<if $outfit is "skimpy">> and your exposed midriff is slick with saliva,<</if>> she grabs your legs and hoists you up overhead<<if $fat > 49>>, seeming to struggle a little to control your weight<</if>>. A dull thump briefly shakes the flesh surrounding you as she backs up into a nearby wall for more support. Your head crashes down into the bottom of her stomach, the rest of your body following behind in rough, staggered bursts as she greedily pushes down on your legs along with her swallowing. <<if $playerSize > 6>>It takes her some time to squeeze down your oversized body, but before long<<else>>With just a few more swallows,<</if>> you feel your feet slide past her lips and down her gullet. It's done--you're completely sealed in the humid, writhing confines of her gut, packed tightly into an uncomfortable curled up position by the pressure. A satisfied groan rumbles through the walls along with a wave of pressure as Darcy seems to tauntingly flex her stomach muscles. "//*UUUurrrrrp!*// Went down like a bitch..." Darcy jeers after loosing a deep belch. You flinch as she gives the front of her gut a firm smack. "Should have been my breakfast earlier, but I'll settle for lunch.~" <<if $preyName is "genuine">>"Are you kidding me!?" you shout, kicking forward as hard as you can. Wet noises fill your ears as the chamber briefly shakes from the impact. "I was trying to be nice! Ugh, I don't know why I bothered..."<<else>>"Seriously? It was an accident!" you shout, kicking forward as hard as you can. Wet noises fill your ears as the chamber briefly shakes from the impact. "Don't think you're keeping me down, asshole!"<</if>><<set $sceneAttack to 0>><<set $sceneDefense to 0>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "preyOptions">></div>

<<if ($health <= 0) or ($stamina <= 0)>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _restNext is 1>> It's no use. The overwhelming force crushing in on you is far too much to bear, making it almost impossible to breathe let alone fight back. Between the intense pressure and the noxious fumes filling the air, your head grows hazy and you start to see spots even in the complete darkness of her stomach. Your arms and legs start to go completely numb from being compressed for so long, then your consciousness gently drifts away. Darcy keeps up the pressure until she's certain that you're gone, then... "''//*OOUUUURRRrrrrrrrp*!//''" A rumbling belch loud enough to <<if $acidStage > 1>>briefly cause the whole dining room to go quiet<<else>>draw the curiosity of anyone whose dorm is in this hall<</if>> explodes out of her mouth and faintly echoes off the walls when she finally relaxes her grip. She's left panting and exhausted from the exertion, but there's a vicious grin on her face. She gives her bloated gut a triumphant pat--even with her muscles relaxed again, it remains visibly smaller and more compact than it was before. "Told ya, bitch..." she says. "You fucked with the wrong //*urp*// girl.~" <<if $aliceRel < -3>>"Did you really..." Alice mutters, prodding Darcy's gut hard enough to make the other girl flinch. A sinister smile spreads across her lips when no response comes from inside. She shifts to an open hand instead, pushing in hard against your idle, softening form. "Hehe, finally where you //belong//, $name... after everything, you don't even get the pleasure of ending up on //my// body... I //almost// expected better of you...~" "Um, //*Uuurp*// boss..?" Darcy says, turning her head away with a slight blush as Alice seems to get lost kneading and taunting her gut. "Something wrong?" "...//*Ahem*//...No, quite the opposite," Alice says, snapping out of her gloating stupor and leaning back upright. "You've done a wonderful job finally getting rid of this worthless trash, Darcy." She gives her gut one last poke. "I'm impressed."<<elseif $aliceRel < -1>>A smug grin spreads across Alice's lips. "It's about time..." she says. She presses one hand against Darcy's belly, pushing in on your idle, softening form just beneath the surface. "It feels good to finally see her put in her place. Excellent work, Darcy, I'm actually impressed."<<else>>"Don't think I didn't notice how close she came to beating you, but I will admit that was an impressive finish," Alice says. She jabs at Darcy's gut with one finger to check for herself, a satisfied smirk reaching her lips as she feels your idle, softening form just beneath the surface. "Good work Darcy, I'm almost impressed. Glad to know I can rely on you."<</if>> "Any time, boss," Darcy chuckles. "You can always count on me to get the //*uuurp*// job done.~" <<if $acidStage > 2>>She pats her belly a few times, then rises to her feet, casually stretching for a moment. <<else>> The two of them carry on toward the dining hall, what remains of you bouncing along with Darcy's footsteps as she heads down the stairs. Alice leaves to get food while Darcy guards her chosen table at first, given her already stuffed gut, but by the time Alice returns she's had a change of heart. <</if>> "Know what? I freed up a lot of space with that, don't think this wimpy little brat is filling enough on her own anymore, I'm gonna grab something else to tide me over 'till dinner." <<elseif $acidStage < 2>> <<if $stamina < 0>> Your arms start to tremble and shake, barely even making a dent in the stomach walls anymore when you try to push out. They drop to your sides like lead and you find it difficult just to lift them again. Your legs have given out on you as well--your energy is completely spent. <<else>> It's no use--the boiling and churning of her gut has worn down all your strength. Despite your best efforts, you succumb to the shifting walls. Your body goes numb as the acids eat away at your skin, and it's starting to become hard to focus. <</if>> You helplessly bounce along with Darcy's footsteps as she and Alice make their way down toward the dining hall. Darcy seems to pick up on the fact that you've lost your fight, grabbing the bottom of her gut and giving it a little extra shake as a taunt while she's going down the stairs. "Wait here, I'm going to the cafe," you faintly hear Alice say through the roaring of Darcy's stomach. "You got it boss..." Darcy says with a worrying chuckle. A moment later, you feel her firmly grip her belly and lift you up until the bottom of her stomach is straining against her pull. She leans back and takes a step forward, then lets go. You feel weightless for a second... then crash down hard against a solid, flat surface. There's an audible //smack// from the impact of her gut against the table, accompanied by all sorts of sloshing noises as the ever-growing pool of acid around you is sent into chaos. Already as weakened as you are, the harsh blow is too much for you to withstand. You faintly feel Darcy smack her gut and make some final taunt at your expense, but you can't even make out what she said. Amidst the chaotic splashing of her stomach acid, your hazy mind drifts away into unconsciousness. "Playing with your food?" Alice asks in a mocking tone as she returns to the table. "Heh, I //wish//. Think this bitch is... //*UUURRrrrrrup*//... gone already," Darcy replies, giving her gut another smack. She chuckles and gently rubs it when there's no reaction, leaving it resting on the table for now. <<if $aliceRel < -3>>"Did you really..." Alice mutters, prodding Darcy's gut hard enough to make the other girl flinch. A sinister smile spreads across her lips when no response comes from inside. She shifts to an open hand instead, pushing in hard against your idle, softening form. "Hehe, finally where you //belong//, $name... after everything, you don't even get the pleasure of ending up on //my// body... I //almost// expected better of you...~" "Um, //*Uuurp*// boss..?" Darcy says, turning her head away with a slight blush as Alice seems to get lost kneading and taunting her gut. "Something wrong?" "...//*Ahem*//...No, quite the opposite," Alice says, snapping out of her gloating stupor and leaning back upright. "You've done a wonderful job finally getting rid of this worthless trash, Darcy." She gives her gut one last poke. "I'm impressed."<<elseif $aliceRel < -1>>A smug grin spreads across Alice's lips. "It's about time..." she says. She presses one hand against Darcy's belly, pushing in on your idle, softening form just beneath the surface. "It feels good to finally see her put in her place. Excellent work, Darcy, I'm impressed."<<else>>"Really? She's even more pathetic than I thought," Alice sneers. She jabs at Darcy's gut with one finger to check for herself, a satisfied smirk reaching her lips as she feels your idle, softening form just beneath the surface. "Still, good work Darcy. Glad to know I can rely on you."<</if>> "Any time, boss," Darcy chuckles. "You can always count on me to get the //*uuurp*// job done.~" She pats her belly a few times, then finally slides it off the table. "Know what? I don't think this wimpy little brat was even filling enough on her own, I'm gonna grab something else to tide me over 'till dinner." <<else>> <<if $stamina < 0>> Your arms start to tremble and shake, barely even making a dent in the stomach walls anymore when you try to push out. They drop to your sides like lead and you find it difficult just to lift them again. Your legs have given out on you as well--your energy is completely spent. <<else>> It's no use--the boiling and churning of her gut has worn down all your strength. Despite your best efforts, you succumb to the shifting walls. Your body goes numb as the acids eat away at your skin, and it's starting to become hard to focus. <</if>> "Giving up? About time..." Darcy <<if $acidStage > 2>>grumbles<<else>>chuckles<</if>>. "You had to know you never stood a chance.~' She sits forward and rests both hands on her belly, then tightly clenches her stomach muscles. The walls crash down around you, and as weakened as you are, the pressure is too much to withstand. No longer able to muster any resistance, your consciousness quickly drifts away. "There we go, this bitch is... //*UUURRrrrrrup*//... finally gone," Darcy says, giving her gut a triumphant slap. It jiggles and sloshes from the impact, but there's no reaction from her meal. <<if $aliceRel < -3>>"Did you really..." Alice mutters, prodding Darcy's gut hard enough to make the other girl flinch. A sinister smile spreads across her lips when no response comes from inside. She shifts to an open hand instead, pushing in hard against your idle, softening form. "Hehe, finally where you //belong//, $name... after everything, you don't even get the pleasure of ending up on //my// body... I //almost// expected better of you...~" "Um, //*Uuurp*// boss..?" Darcy says, turning her head away with a slight blush as Alice seems to get lost kneading and taunting her gut. "Something wrong?" "...//*Ahem*//...No, quite the opposite," Alice says, snapping out of her gloating stupor and leaning back upright. "You've done a wonderful job finally getting rid of this worthless trash, Darcy." She gives her gut one last poke. "I'm impressed."<<elseif $aliceRel < -1>>A smug grin spreads across Alice's lips. "It's about time..." she says. She presses one hand against Darcy's belly, pushing in on your idle, softening form just beneath the surface. "It feels good to finally see her put in her place. Excellent work, Darcy, I'm impressed."<<else>>"Good, I was beginning to worry she would outlast you," Alice says. She jabs at Darcy's gut with one finger to check for herself, a satisfied smirk reaching her lips as she feels your idle, softening form just beneath the surface. "Still, good work Darcy. Glad to know I can rely on you."<</if>> "Any time, boss," Darcy chuckles. "You can always count on me to get the //*uuurp*// job done.~" She pats her belly a few times, then rises to her feet, casually stretching for a moment. "Know what? I don't think this wimpy little brat was even filling enough on her own, I'm gonna grab something else to tide me over 'till dinner." <</if>> With what used to be you sloshing around in tow, she makes her way over to the buffet line, idly drumming her fingers along her softening gut while she waits. Once the line clears up, she just grabs a single triangle sandwich--more interested in further degrading her defeated prey than truly feeling like she hasn't gotten her fill--and walks back to the table without even getting a plate. She drops into her seat and lounges back with a satisfied sigh, kicking her legs <<if $acidStage > 2>>back <</if>>up onto the table. She slowly picks at her sandwich while Alice eats her own, surely less satisfying meal, leisurely kneading at her belly with one hand all the while. After managing to survive this far into the semester, this is how it ends--sharing your fate with a simple sandwich as a bully's lunch, all because you accidentally bumped into the wrong girl in the halls. By the time the two of them leave, Darcy's belly is clearly smaller and softer than when she entered, already well on its way through processing what remains of you... <<include "Life Lost">> <</append>> <<else>> <<switch $acidStage>> <<case 1>> <<append "#digestion">> Darcy's gut is rocked by constant, subtle bouncing and swaying as she and Alice casually carry on their way down the hall, though her tight muscles keep the motion more contained. An increasingly clear sloshing sound starts to accompany every little shift in her stomach. By now, you can feel that there's a pool of acid sharing the chamber with you, only submerging you up to your ankles for now but steadily growing. "Thanks again for the //*urp*// meal, definitely beats whatever they've got in the cafeteria<<if $playerSize > 5>>. Nice and filling too~<<else>>,<</if>>" Darcy chuckles, idly running one of her hands along her gut. "Well, you've learned your place well in impressively short order. Loyalty gets rewarded," Alice replies. "//I// still need lunch though, so don't even think about taking her back to your dorm." "Oh I could keep this bitch down while running laps, don't you worry. I don't need a break to deal with her," Darcy replies. She slides her hands down to the bottom of her belly and bounces it up to emphasize her confidence, sending acid splashing up around you. "Maybe I'll even send her some company, if they got anything good.~"<<set $sceneAttack to 0>><<set $sceneDefense to 0>> @@color:yellow;Her stomach is starting to kick into gear, you need to get out!@@ <</append>> <<case 2>> <<append "#digestion">> "Wait here, I'm going to the cafe," you hear Alice say, though her voice is a bit difficult to make out over the increasingly loud groans and gurgles surrounding you. "You got it boss..." Darcy says with a worrying chuckle. A moment later, you feel her firmly grip her belly and lift you up until the bottom of her stomach is straining against her pull. She leans back and takes a step forward, then lets go. You feel weightless for a second... then crash down hard against a solid, flat surface. There's an audible //smack// from the impact of her gut against the table, accompanied by all sorts of sloshing noises as the ever-growing pool of acid around you is sent into chaos. Darcy slaps a hand onto her belly while you're still reeling. "//*Ouurrrrrrp!*// This table's claimed, no one's gonna lay a finger on it." "Spit me out already, asshole!" you shout, giving a hard shove to her stomach with both hands in retaliation. "Why are you letting her order you around like this? Hearing you call her 'boss' so much is just embarrassing..." "'Cause she //is// the boss, bitch, she's done enough to prove that," Darcy replies, hitting her gut with a closed fist. "You're not worth the //*uurp*// breath, I know you don't get it. That's why you're in there." "<<if $aliceRel < -2>>She's insufferable, isn't she?<<else>>Having fun with your food?<</if>>" you faintly hear Alice say as she returns to the table. "Heh, yeah. <<if $aliceRel < -2>>She won't be able to run that mouth much longer though...~<<elseif !_darcyAggro>>Wish she had at least a //little// fight in her though...<<else>>I like it when they're riled up...~<</if>>" Darcy chuckles.<<set $sceneAttack to 0>><<set $sceneDefense to 0>> @@color:yellow;Her acids are rising, you won't survive much longer in here!@@ <</append>> <<case 3>> <<append "#digestion">> By now, the pool of stomach acid has risen to the point that you're having some difficulty just keeping your head above the tide. The situation is made worse as she suddenly leans back in her seat, forcing you to frantically adjust your position to avoid the shifting liquid. You can feel her belly pressing more heavily against her thighs--she must be sitting with her legs up on the table. "God damn, she's really taking her time in there..." Darcy grumbles. She starts to roughly knead at her gut, keeping up a constant, intense massage as she tries to help her stomach finish the job. "Just melt already, brat..."<<set $sceneAttack to 2>><<set $sceneDefense to 2>> @@color:yellow;You're almost completely submerged in her stomach acid, you need to get out now!@@ <</append>> <</switch>> <</if>>

<<set _roll to random(1,2)>> <<if $turn is 1>> <<if (_alicePast > 1) or ($reputation[0] is "escape") or ($lastAction is "strong")>> <<set $predAction to "squeeze">> <<set _predActionIntensity to 2>> <<set _darcyAggro to true>> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "taunt">> <</if>> <<if $aliceRel < -2>> <<set $predAttack += 2>> <</if>> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if (_alicePast > 1) or ($reputation[0] is "escape")>> <<if $lastAction is "strong">>"Oh, you're not kidding, huh? Really //*URP*// giving it your all," Darcy chuckles, giving her gut another smack hard enough to jostle the walls. "Guess I'll return the favor then.~"<<elseif $lastAction is "normal">>"Yeah yeah, just //*urp*// relax in there, you little brat..." Darcy chuckles, patting her belly.<<elseif ($lastAction is "rest") or ($lastAction is "brace")>>"Out of steam already? That's just sad. At least pretend to give me a fight," Darcy chuckles, giving her belly another smack hard enough to jostle the walls.<<else>>"//That's// the best you can manage? Ha! You're even more pathetic than I thought," Darcy chuckles, patting her belly.<</if>> "<<if $lastAction is "strong">>You'd better<<else>>Don't be too quick to underestimate her<</if>>," Alice's muffled voice chimes in. <<if $aliceRel < -2>>You feel her hand press against Darcy's gut, pushing in hard right on your head and shifting around a little to grind the stomach walls against you.<</if>> "For as pathetic as she looks, <<if _alicePast > 1>><<if $aliceRel < -2>>this worthless bitch has<<else>>she's<</if>> had an irritating amount of luck escaping in the past. I won't be happy if you let her get away again.<<else>><<if $aliceRel < -2>>this worthless bitch<<else>>she<</if>> has a reputation for being hard to keep down. I won't be happy if you let her get away.<</if>>" "Ha! Don't you worry boss, she's not going anywhere," Darcy says. You grunt as she starts to roll her stomach muscles, squeezing you painfully tight with rhythmic waves of pressure. "Knowing she's got a rep just makes //*urp*// putting her down all the better.~" <<elseif $lastAction is "strong">> "Oh, you're not kidding, huh? Really //*URP*// giving it your all," Darcy chuckles, giving her gut another smack hard enough to jostle the walls. "Guess I'll return the favor then.~" "You had better not lose her after I was generous enough to let you handle this, Darcy," Alice chimes in. <<if $aliceRel < -2>>You feel her hand press against Darcy's gut, pushing in hard right on your head and shifting around a little to grind the stomach walls against you. "She's belonged in a stomach for a //long// time, and I won't be happy if she walks away from this..."<<else>>"I won't be happy if she gets away unpunished after embarrassing me like that."<</if>> "Ha! Don't you worry boss, she's not going anywhere," Darcy says. You grunt as she starts to roll her stomach muscles, squeezing you painfully tight with rhythmic waves of pressure. <<else>> <<if $lastAction is "normal">>"Yeah yeah, just //*urp*// relax in there, you little brat..." Darcy chuckles, patting her belly.<<elseif ($lastAction is "rest") or ($lastAction is "brace")>>"Out of steam already? That's just sad. At least pretend to give me a fight," Darcy chuckles, giving her belly another smack hard enough to jostle the walls.<<else>>"//That's// the best you can manage? Ha! You're even more pathetic than I thought," Darcy chuckles, patting her belly.<</if>> "Just be sure not to lose her after I was generous enough to let you handle this, Darcy," Alice chimes in. <<if $aliceRel < -2>>You feel her hand press against Darcy's gut, pushing in hard right on your head and shifting around a little to grind the stomach walls against you. "She's belonged in a stomach for a //long// time, and I won't be happy if she walks away from this..."<<else>>"I won't be happy if she gets away unpunished after embarrassing me like that."<</if>> "Ha! Don't you worry boss, she doesn't stand a chance," Darcy chuckles. She gives the side of her gut a hard shove, making your whole world shake back and forth. "This <<if $fat > 49>>fatass has<<else>>pipsqueak's<</if>> got nothing on me.~" <</if>> <</append>> <<elseif _restNext is 1>> <<set $predAction to "rest">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<set _restNext to 2>> <<append "#digestion">> "Whew... shit..." Darcy says as she finally eases off of you. She's clearly exhausted--you swear you could feel her muscles twitching in protest around you by the end. "That's what you //*UUurrrrap*// get..! Maybe I overdid it a little..." <</append>> <<elseif !_darcyOverCrush and ($progress > 2)>> <<set $predAction to "crush">> <<set _predActionIntensity to 3>> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<set _restNext to 1>> <<set _darcyOverCrush to true>> <<append "#digestion">> "So you think you've got what it takes to beat me, huh, you little punk?" Darcy growls. "You aren't going //anywhere//..." The fleshy walls of her stomach suddenly clamp down so hard that they're practically suffocating you as she flexes her muscles as hard as she can. You can feel a constant pulse of even harsher pressure as she does her best to roll her stomach despite how firmly clenched her muscles already are, further grinding the slick, acid drenched walls against your body. On top of it all, she starts to hug her gut as tightly as she can. The amount of force bearing down on you is completely overwhelming. <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 5>> <<set $predAction to "shake">> <<set _predActionIntensity to 0>> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<set $predDefense -= 2>> <<append "#digestion">> The bouncing and swaying of her footsteps suddenly intensifies, kicking up all sorts of sloshing and squishing sounds as you're jostled around within her stomach. From the sounds of it, she's headed downstairs into the dining hall. She doesn't seem to be paying much attention to you, more focused on maintaining her balance. <</append>> <<elseif !_darcyAggro>> <<if ($lastAction is "weak") or ($lastAction is "normal") or ($lastAction is "strong") or ($lastAction is "probe")>> <<set $predAction to "taunt">> <<set _predActionIntensity to 0>> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> "That the best you got? Pathetic," Darcy laughs, giving her belly a shove<<if $acidStage > 0>> that sends the built up acid sloshing around<</if>>. "I can hardly feel you moving." <<else>> "You'll never get out of there like that, brat. This is just sad," Darcy laughs. She smacks her gut hard enough to make you wince. "Almost seems like you're not even //trying// to get out. Guess you figured out where you belong.~" <</if>> <</append>> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "distracted">> <<set _predActionIntensity to 0>> <<include "preyPredAction">> <</if>> <<else>> <<if ($lastAction is "normal") or ($lastAction is "strong")>> <<if !(($lastPlayerAction is "struggle") or ($lastPlayerAction is "strong")) or ($predAction is "crush")>> <<set $predAction to "squeeze">> <<set _predActionIntensity to 2>> <<include "preyPredAction">> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "crush">> <<set _predActionIntensity to 2>> <<include "preyPredAction">> <</if>> <<elseif ($lastAction is "weak") or ($lastAction is "probe") or ($lastAction is "soothe")>> <<if $predAction is "taunt">> <<set $predAction to "squeeze">> <<set _predActionIntensity to 2>> <<include "preyPredAction">> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "taunt">> <<set _predActionIntensity to 0>> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> "That the best you got? Pathetic," Darcy laughs, giving her belly a shove<<if $acidStage > 0>> that sends the built up acid sloshing around<</if>>. "I can hardly feel you moving." <<else>> "You'll never get out of there like that, brat. This is just sad," Darcy laughs. She smacks her gut hard enough to make you wince. "Almost seems like you're not even //trying// to get out anymore. And here I thought you might be a challenge for a second there.~" <</if>> <</append>> <</if>> <<elseif ($predAttack < 3)>> <<set $predAction to "knead">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "squeeze">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <</if>> <</if>>

<<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "strong">> <<if !_firstStrong and ($aliceRel < -3)>> <<set _firstStrong to true>> <<append "#digestion">> "You're a coward, Alice! Hiding behind this meathead instead of dealing with me yourself!" you shout, starting to lash out aggressively at Darcy's stomach. You kick and shove at the tight flesh surrounding you, throwing your weight around as much as you can manage to disrupt her. "<<if (_alicePast > 1) or ((_alicePast is 1) and !$eatenByBetty)>>Too scared that I'll kick your ass again?<<else>>What, scared that your gut's not up to the task?<</if>> You're pathetic!" "Shut up in there!" Darcy growls<<if $acidStage < 2>>, smacking her gut and coming to a stop to better brace herself against your thrashing<<else>>, smacking her gut as you thrash<</if>>. "You're not worthy of her //*urp*// time, brat, but I'm happy to take care of the trash." "...be sure she doesn't get out of there..." you faintly hear Alice hiss from nearby. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<case "brace">> <<if $turn is 0>> <<append "#digestion">> Despite your frustration, you can recognize that Darcy is no slouch. So, rather than coming out swinging, you focus on shifting yourself into a more defensive position, holding the tight wall at bay while you think about how best to handle the situation. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<case "rest">> <<if $turn is 0>> <<append "#digestion">> Despite your frustration, you can recognize that Darcy is no slouch. So, you pause for a moment to gather your strength, letting her eager stomach freely churn away at you for now while you consider the best approach for dealing with it. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<case "probe">> <<if $turn is 0>> <<append "#digestion">> You take a deep breath of the acrid air, calming down from your initial frustration so you don't act recklessly. She's obviously going to be a tough predator to deal with--even at rest you can //feel// how firm her abdominal muscles are from inside her. You start to gently run your hands along the slick, wrinkled walls surrounding you, probing for more tender areas to concentrate your efforts on. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<case "progress">> <<if ($progress is 2) and !_darcyAggro>> <<set _darcyAggro to true>> <<append "#digestion">> "//*UUurp!*// Ha! Looks like you're a real fighter after all," Darcy chuckles, tauntingly patting her gut. A sour groan rumbles through the walls, her stomach clearly not as enthused about the fight you're putting up. "Guess I'll have to turn up the //*urp*// heat.~" @@color:chartreuse;You're wearing her down, keep pushing!@@ <</append>> <<elseif $progress is 3>> <<append "#digestion">> A whining groan cuts through the air, and you feel an intense pressure pulse through the walls around you for a moment. You can feel that the flesh around you has grown tense and strained from the punishment you've been giving it. Darcy clenches her muscles and pushes out a long, rumbling belch to play off the signs of discomfort. "Having trouble, Darcy?" you hear Alice's muffled voice say. "Maybe I shouldn't have been so generous..." "Sorry Alice, I-I got it!" Darcy assures her. You grunt as she full-on punches her belly. "Give up already in there, you're not getting out!" @@color:lime;She's totally bluffing and can't hold out much longer, keep it up!@@ <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<default>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</switch>>

<<Time 13.5>>\ One good kick to the flesh in front of you sends a pained, reassuring groan rumbling through the walls. Encouraged, you start to thrash harder, focusing your efforts on pushing forward where it was clearly causing her stomach distress. The walls tense up around you in response, a chorus of odd, wet noises reaching your ears as a shuddering twitch pulses through the chamber. "Oh no you... don't..!" Darcy groans, placing both hands on her belly to try and soothe it. She clenches her stomach muscles, making the walls clamp down around you... but this proves to be a mistake--your head ends up pressed right against the entrance to her throat. With her stomach already at its limit and nowhere else for you to go with the pressure she's putting on you, it easily opens to accept you when you push yourself up. Her stomach immediately starts to help you on your way, intense, involuntary waves of pressure rippling upward through the strained walls. Your head remains painfully compressed by her throat as she desperately tries to fight her body to keep you down, leaving you slowly inching your way up the cramped tunnel of flesh. You can even feel her pressing at the bulge you make in her neck in a last ditch effort to force you back down. Then, a particularly powerful spasm in her stomach makes her stumble forward as you're sent racing back into the outside world. "Fucking... hell..." Darcy sputters, caught in a fit of coughing. "You little... bitch..." <<if $turn < 3>>You quickly push yourself up onto your feet, a little disoriented and completely drenched in slimy fluid from your trip inside her, but otherwise no worse for wear. With Alice still nearby and Darcy giving you a look that tells you she's willing to go for round two as soon as she's caught her breath, you elect to play it safe and flee the scene right away instead of sticking around to taunt them.<<elseif $turn < 8>>You groan as you sit up on the ground, your head feeling a bit hazy after that intense escape. Glancing down at yourself as you finally rise to your feet, you can see that your clothes are in tatters from exposure to her acid, covered in holes and fraying at the seams. With Alice still nearby and Darcy giving you a look that tells you she's willing to go for round two as soon as she's caught her breath, you elect to play it safe and flee the scene right away instead of sticking around to taunt them.<<else>>You weakly push yourself up into a sitting position, completely disoriented from the ordeal but knowing that you aren't safe yet with Alice still around. A shiver shakes through your body as you try to get your bearings, drawing attention to the fact that you're completely naked. You can see a piece of fabric that might have been your bra splattered on the ground beside you, but beyond that your clothes seem to have been completely digested already. Or at least, digested enough that whatever was left of them stayed behind in her gut. After shakily getting to your feet, you hurry off towards the stairs without risking any kind of taunt towards the two bullies.<</if>> "How disappointing, Darcy," you hear Alice chide as you hurry away. "Maybe I was wrong about you being worth my time..." "I'm sorry Alice..! It... won't happen again..." Darcy sighs in response. "I certainly hope not. Make sure you clear your schedule, I think I'll be doing a bit more practice today when I get back from class..." "Yeah, got it..." Darcy groans. <<set $preyName to "!ERR:setPreyName">><<include "playerPreyEscape">>[[Hurry back to the safety of your dorm->Eaten By Darcy- Recovery]]

<<Time 13.75>>\ You hurry through the halls and over the bridge to Karbo<<if $outfitState is "gone">>, not even particularly bothering to cover yourself. This school has a way of desensitizing you to this sort of thing<<else>>, leaving a faint trail of wet footprints behind you<</if>>. When you arrive at your dorm, you quickly step inside and lock the door behind you, letting out an exhausted sigh once you're completely safe. <<if $outfitState is "gone">>Luckily, <</if>>Emma seems to be out right now, giving you the room all to yourself to shower off. You head right for the bathroom, grabbing a towel on the way. <<if $outfitState != "gone">>After stripping off your <<if $outfitState is "damaged">>ruined<<else>>soiled<</if>> clothes, you step into the shower to rinse off the disgusting coating Darcy's stomach left you with.<<else>>Already naked, you simply step into the shower as soon as you turn the water on, eager to rinse off the disgusting coating Darcy's stomach left you with.<</if>> You let out another sigh as you wash yourself off, frustrated at the turn of events. Of course it had to be //Alice// you bumped into. <<if ($ateCassidy or $samAteCassidy or $ateCassidyParty or ($cassidyParty is "harper")) and ($ateBetty or $emmaAteBetty or ($day6HuntWithSam is "betty"))>>You're kicking yourself for never having found an opportunity to deal with her directly--now you have //more// lackeys to deal with, and Darcy seems more dangerous than Betty ever was.<<elseif ($eatenByAlice or $eatenByAliceCookout or $eatenByAliceDay4 or $eatenByAliceDay7) and $eatenByBetty and $eatenByCassidy>>You chuckle despite the frustration as a thought occurs to you--you might as well let Elly swallow you at this point to complete your tour, considering that this trip into Darcy's insides means you've now been in and out of almost the entire clique.<<else>>And even though you were able to escape, Darcy seems like she's going to be a bigger problem than the other goons ever were...<</if>> Once you feel like you're clean enough, you dry off and step back into the room to get changed, just throwing on the first passable outfit you grab out of your dresser<<if $outfit != "normal">>--after that acid bath, you're not really in the mood to put on anything nice again<</if>>. You purse your lips when you check the time on your phone--your Escapism class has already started. You won't be //too// late if head over now... <<if $pacifist>>though you did work up an appetite again already after breaking out of Darcy's gut. There's probably slim pickings in the dining hall until dinner, but you could always hunt down a bigger meal...<<else>>but, since you'll be missing some of it anyways, you could always skip this class and go find a snack to lift your mood instead...<</if>><<set $outfit to "normal">><<set $outfitState to "normal">> <<if ($day5SavedMandy != "none") and !$ateMandyDay5>><<link "Better late than never, head to class">><<set $preyName to "escapism">><<goto "October 28th- Mandy">><</link>><<else>>[[Better late than never, head to class->October 28th- Escapism]]<</if>> <<if ($day5SavedMandy != "none") and !$ateMandyDay5>>[[Skip class to hunt for prey->October 28th- Mandy]]<<elseif $reputation[0] is "glutton">>[[Skip class to hunt for prey->October 28th- On The Hunt: Skilled]]<<else>>[[Skip class to hunt for prey->October 28th- On The Hunt]]<</if>>

<<if $eatenByDarcy>><<Time 14.5>>\ <<set $escapismLate += 1>>You aren't //too// late yet, so you decide that it would be better to still get what you can out of it. You hurry out the door and upstairs to Room 219. You do your best to be as quiet as you can as you slip into the room and head for the nearest empty desk, catching a smug look from Alice as you pass by her. Slate gives you a slight glare as you hurry to your seat, but mercifully doesn't interrupt her lecture to call attention to you. It takes you a little bit to fill in the blanks of what you missed, but before long you're able to follow along well enough.<<else>><<Time 14>>\ You make your way upstairs and through the halls to Room 219, heading right inside for class. Professor Slate looks over and gives you a slight nod as you take a seat at the first open desk you spot. She hasn't called out attendance in weeks, familiar enough with everyone by now to get an accurate list just by marking people down as she sees them.<<if $minaEnd is "alive">> You notice Mina sitting near the front of the class--it's always a bit of a relief to get confirmation that she's still around.<</if>> Not long after you take your seat, she gets up to start teaching, picking up where the last class left off.<</if>> Recent lessons have all been on the subject of using your predator's behavior to your advantage whenever you can. A big focus of today's lesson is how you can "hijack" a predator's attempt to soothe their stomach from the punishment you've been giving it for your own benefit. In most cases, it can't really be helped that any massage they give themself to try and ease the aching in their gut is going to bleed through to their prey, so instead of fighting back it can be beneficial to lean into it and take a moment to rest while they inadvertently help you relax and recover some energy for a second wind. Slate's teaching method is a bit dry so you start to find yourself zoning out by the end. Eventually, she wraps things up with an announcement that there will be a lab in class tomorrow, then you're dismissed and the class starts to filter out into the halls. <<if $emmaRel > 1>> "Hey $name!" Emma calls out, stopping by your desk instead of heading straight for the door. "How's your day going?" <<if hasVisited("October 28th- Mandy")>>"It's been... pretty interesting, actually," you chuckle. "But mostly good! How about you?"<<elseif $eatenByDarcy>>"I had a bit of a close call just before this, but otherwise not too bad!" you reply. "How about you?"<<else>>"Pretty good! How about you?" you say.<</if>> "Going great so far! I won't be back at the dorm for a while, me and Stacy are hanging out after this. You remember Stacy, right?" Emma says. "'Sup," the blonde girl next to her says with a wave. You do remember her, vaguely. You haven't really been properly introduced at any point, but she and Emma have been hanging out for a few weeks now after they hit it off while paired up for a lab so you've seen her in passing a few times. She's a bit taller than both of you, with long, wavy hair, pale skin, and a few facial piercings. "Yep, hey! Hope you guys have fun," you say. "Thanks, I'll see you later!" Emma replies. She smiles and waves, then the two of them head for the door just ahead of you. <<else>>You catch a glimpse of Emma leaving with a friend of hers, though the two of them are already out the door before you've even gotten up.<</if>> Your stomach lightly growls as you head out of the classroom, reminding you that this class gets out not too long before the dining hall switches over to dinner. <<AttendEscapism>>\ [[Head to dinner->October 28th- Dinner]]

<<if hasVisited("Eaten By Darcy- Recovery")>><<Time 14.25>><<else>><<Time 14>><</if>>\ <<if !$attackedMandyCookout and ($mandyEscaped is "released") and ($day5SavedMandy != "betrayed")>><<set _fullTrust to true>><<else>><<set _fullTrust to false>><</if>><<if $attackedMandyCookout and ($mandyEscaped != "released") and ($day5SavedMandy is "betrayed")>><<set _fullHate to true>><<else>><<set _fullHate to false>><</if>>\ <<if $preyName is "escapism">>You turn to head for the stairs, but pause as you notice a fairly large group standing right at the entrance to the stairwell. It looks like they're just casually chatting rather than having any nefarious intent, but to be safe you decide to take the long way around instead of brushing past them. So, you make your way down towards the main block of classroom halls instead to use one of the other staircases<<else>>You make up your mind--you can afford to miss a class or two of Escapism, but your stomach can't wait. Hopping off your bed, you head for the door and out into the hall to start searching for prey. You walk down towards the classroom halls, figuring that will be your best option at this time of day. You start to consider which floor of the building would make a better hunting ground as you walk<</if>>... ...that is, until you suddenly find someone's arms hugging you tight around your waist. You yelp in surprise as your assailant roughly pulls you back into the classroom on the corner, Room 115. <<link "Hey..!">> <<set _checkType to "prey">> <<set _baseline to 16>> <<if $playerSize is 6>> <<set _baseline -= 1>> <<elseif $playerSize is 7>> <<set _baseline -= 4>> <</if>> <<set _modifier to 2>> <<include "voreCheck">> <<if _swallow>> <<goto "Eaten By Mandy">> <<else>> <<set $stamina -= 15>> <<replace "#check">>\ "Hey, get off..!" you shout, jabbing one of your elbows back at your assailant. She's fairly short, and wearing a dark grey, very baggy hoodie. The girl grunts from the blow and loosens her grip a little. You take the opportunity to try and break away from her... only for her to jump up onto your back as soon as you pull forward. You stumble, struggling to stop yourself from falling over as she <<if $fat > 49>>does her best to hook<<else>>hooks<</if>> her legs around you and grabs your upper arms to keep you locked down. As her lips start to slide over the back of your head, it occurs to you that falling over might not actually be too bad of an idea... You drop your weight rather than trying to maintain your balance, sending both of you crashing to the floor. The mystery girl cries out in pain as you land on top of her, spitting out the little bit of your head she'd started to swallow and letting her grip falter. You squirm out of her weakened hold, rolling over onto your stomach so you can scramble away. @@color:yellowgreen;You managed to escape.@@ "No..!" the girl shouts. She sounds familiar... but you can't place the voice before being knocked out of your train of thought by another tackle. She desperately dives toward you, her head crashing into the small of your back as she reaches forward to grasp at your arms. "No I-I can't mess this up already..!"<<if $preyName != "escapism">> "Oh you picked a bad target bitch, I was just going out to look for a meal..." you grunt, struggling against her frantic attempt to lock you down again. "Thanks for... coming to me..!"<</if>> You manage to pull one of your arms free from her weak grip, immediately swinging it back to knock her off of you. She does her best to retaliate, the two of you grappling with each other and tumbling along the ground as she refuses to give up on making you her meal. Then, finally, you manage to pin her, kneeling over her with her arms pressed firmly against the ground. Her hood falls away, leaving you face to face with... "...Mandy!?" you gasp. She has heavy bags under her eyes and a pretty big scar along the left side of her face that you don't recall being there before, but it's definitely her. "Wh--How are you alive? I haven't seen you in weeks, I thought for sure someone grabbed you back at the start of the year!" "I can... take care of myself, jerk..!" she snaps back, trying in vain to lift her arms. "//Can// you? You look terrible..." you say. "Sh-shut up!<<if $fat > 49>> You're one to talk, you're like twice the size I remember you being...<</if>> Ugh, get off me! I just..." she grumbles, trailing off with a sigh. Her arms go limp as she finally stops fighting you. "I-I'm so //stupid//... You win, just eat me already..." \ <<link "Eat her">><<replace "#choice">><<set $pacifist to false>>\ "Well, if you insist~" you chuckle. You tauntingly lick your lips and your stomach growls in anticipation. She sits still, scowling at you, as you lean forward and open your mouth wide. You force your lips over her head, starting to slowly pull her out from under you to feed into your mouth. While you do have her locked down well, it's obvious that she's... not even trying to resist. It's making the mood a little uncomfortable, honestly, but you're too lost in the nostalgic flavor of your first attempted meal on campus to be that concerned about it. Idle as she is, the small girl easily slides down your throat, her thick hoodie noticeably cushioning her form as it sinks deeper into your body. You take your time swallowing her bit by bit, feeling your belly slowly swell as she's forced to curl up in the tight confines of your gut. You pull off her sneakers and toss them aside before finishing the job, teasingly touching a hand to the bump in your throat as her feet slide down to join the rest of her. "//*UUUrrrp!*// Ah, finally got you right where you //*urp*// belong," you chuckle, sitting back into a more casual position and giving your belly a satisfied pat. "<<if ($day5SavedMandy is "ate") or ($day5SavedMandy is "betrayed") or ($mandyEscaped is "vomit") or ($mandyEscaped is "released")>>Is it just like you remember it in there<<else>>Is it just like you imagined it in there<</if>>?~" "Ugh, I HATE this stupid school..!" Mandy shouts from inside you, lashing out at the walls in frustration. "And you, $name! You're the worst!" "Hey, say what you //*urp*// want about before, but I'm totally justified this time! You came back from the dead just to take a swing at //me//," you say. You give the bulge that you're pretty sure is her head a poke. "This is just self defense." "Shut up..! I-I just thought that if I could beat you, I... Ugh, this was so stupid!" she says. She gives one last hard kick forward, then settles down. "Well yeah, but if this was the best you could do even after weeks of... whatever you've been up to... you weren't gonna last anyways. At least this way we finally get to finish what we started!" you say. "I guess that's why you told me to do it though, huh? Hope you're not //*urp*// having second thoughts in there.~" "I DON'T ACTUALLY WANT TO GET EATEN, IDIOT!" she snaps, briefly kicking to life again. "I-I just knew it wasn't going any other way..." "Oh shit, wait..!" you say with a laugh. You take a look around the room, an eager grin spreading across your lips. "Haha, this is even the exact same //*uurp*// classroom from the tour, isn't it? We really came full circle on this!" "That was... on purpose..." Mandy grumbles. "...I thought it would be cool..." "It is pretty cool! Too bad you really dropped the ball on which of us would be //*uuurp*// prey," you chuckle. "Ugh, I hate you so much..!" "Yeah, yeah," you say, giving your belly a condescending pat. "It was nice seeing you again, Mandy. Now just settle in and digest.~" You push yourself up off the ground and head over to sit at one of the desks instead. Then, you just lean back and get comfortable while your stomach eagerly gets to work on the meal it's been denied for too long. You massage your squirming gut as Mandy weakly struggles against you, but her heart clearly isn't in it. She barely ever stirs up more than a bit of gas, and seems to give up entirely before she's even quite passed out. Lost in the satisfaction of finally reclaiming prey that you thought you'd lost your chance at a long time ago, you almost completely lose track of time. By the time you come out of your stupor, your belly is soft and smooth, without even a hint of a struggle beneath the surface. @@color:lime;Mandy has been digested!@@ You push down on your belly to be certain, finding that your hand easily sinks into the mushy surface. A satisfying slosh rings out when you pull back and your stomach settles. She's //definitely// gone now. With a satisfied sigh, you rise back to your feet, casually resting a hand on your swollen gut. Before you take your leave, your attention is drawn to the whiteboard at the front of the room and a mischievous smile spreads across your lips. Mandy did put in the effort to make this as poetic of an ending to your 'rivalry' as she could--might as well send her off with one last finishing touch. Though you're not much of an artist, you grab one of the markers to draw something like she had when you first went after her. Of course, unlike her rather impressive sketch, you elect to make a quick doodle of yourself with a bloated gut. You sign it "Mandy", with an arrow pointing towards your belly. You snicker at your handiwork, then turn to head for the door and carry on with your day, absentmindedly massaging your swollen stomach as you go. <<if $preyName is "escapism">>You'd definitely be too late for class to get much out of it other than annoying Professor Slate at this point, so you start to make your way back to your dorm instead.<<else>>Though your hunt didn't exactly go as planned, you're more than satisfied with the meal you ended up with.<</if>> <><<set $ateMandyFinal to true>><<set $digestion += 4>><<set $fullness += 4>><<set $totalPrey += 1>><<set $lastPrey to "Mandy">> <<set $currentlyDigesting.push({ name: "Mandy", remaining: 4 })>> <<set $oralXP += 8>> <><<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<SidebarText>><</replace>><<OralXPCheck>>[[Head back to your dorm to digest->October 28th- Before Dinner]]\ <</replace>><</link>> <<link "Calm her down">><<replace "#choice">><<set $karma += 1>><<set $savedMandy to true>>\ "Mmm... nah, it's weird when your prey wants it," you say with a slight laugh to try and lighten the mood. "I was serious though, are you okay? You look like you haven't slept in days..." "I've never slept well here..." she grumbles.<<if _fullHate>> "I've been on edge since day one. Take a guess //why//..."<</if>> "<<if _fullHate>>Right... a<<else>>A<</if>>nd the scar?" "None of your business..!" she says, looking off to the side. "...you didn't //draw// that on to look cooler, did you?" "N-No..! I... tripped on my way out of class and cut my cheek on the corner of a desk the other day, it's probably not permanent... hopefully..." she says, an embarrassed blush creeping onto her cheeks. "...if you're <<if _fullHate>>//really// <</if>>not gonna eat me, can you get off of me now?" "Are you gonna stop trying to eat //me// when I do?" you ask, narrowing your eyes a little. "Yes..." she sighs<<if _fullHate>>, gritting her teeth.<<else>>. "...sorry..." she adds, mumbling almost inaudibly.<</if>> "Alright, good," you say. You pull away and sit down in front of her with a smile. "So what's the deal here?" <<if _fullHate>>\ "Wh-What the heck do you mean!? You tormented me for the whole first week here, I was trying to get revenge!" she says, jolting up into a sitting position with an exasperated gesture. "Oh come on, that was weeks ago! I haven't done anything //recently//." "That's only because you thought I was dead this whole time!" "Hmm... yeah alright, that might be fair," you chuckle. "I saved your life too though, don't forget!" "Ugh, I know..! Why are you so confusing!? You try to eat me //twice//, then save me, only to try and eat me again later! A-And now you're trying to be nice again..!" she says. "What's //your// deal?" You stare at her for a second. "I get hungry sometimes," you finally say with a shrug. "Being a predator has a way of making relationships weird like that, I wouldn't think about it too much. I'm being nice now at least!" She lets out an exasperated groan and rubs her face with her hands. "I've been training to eat you this whole time, I thought if I could take //you// down after everything you put me through, it would prove that I belonged here and I could finally relax a little..." "Well, you gave it a pretty good shot at least! I really had to fight to break away there," you reassure her. She sighs and pushes herself up onto her feet. "I think this was all a mistake..." "Coming after me like this? Yeah probably, you were doing a fantastic job hiding until now, could have just kept that up if you were worried about me." "No, I mean... coming to this school at all," she says, starting to trudge towards the door. "I, um, I'm gonna go figure out what I need to do to drop out..." "Oh... well, uh, good luck out there then!" you call out after her, finally standing back up yourself. She stops in the doorway and glances back at you. "Yeah, um, thanks for not eating me, I guess. This was... a nice talk..." she says. She hurries away to get back to her dorm before you have a chance to say anything in response. You stand alone in the classroom for a moment, processing the unexpected reunion, then follow behind her to carry on with your day.\ <<else>>\ "Ugh, I was trying to eat you!" she says in an exasperated tone. "I mean yeah, obviously," you say. "No, it's... I-I just really needed to eat //you//, specifically..." she sighs, sitting up and hugging her knees. You cock your head and raise an eyebrow at her. "It's just... I couldn't even make it through //orientation// stress-free because of you. It feels like everything's been downhill since you first tried to eat me. So I... I don't know, I told myself that if I could eat you, it would prove that I belonged here and I could finally relax a little..." she explains. "I-I've been training and being extra careful since week one, and... making sure to avoid you..." she says sheepishly. "It wasn't just classes, I've even eaten a couple people since then. <<if $reputation[0] is "escape">>I know you're tough, but <</if>>I really thought I was ready..." "Hey, you did pretty good honestly! You almost had me more than once there<<if $totalEscaped > 7>>, and with me you're kinda messing with the best<</if>>," you reassure her. "And now we're even... because I guess saving your life twice didn't make us even yet..." you add under your breath. <<if _fullTrust>>"I know I... I'm sorry $name. God, I'm really the jerk here a-aren't I..?" she says. "You really have been nothing but nice since that first day, and even then you threw me up on your own... you're the closest thing to a friend I have here and I... hid from you for months plotting to eat you. This whole thing was so stupid..." she sighs.<<else>> "Yeah, I... I'm sorry $name. I had it in my head that you were just trying to save me for yourself, or messing with me somehow, but... in a weird way you're like the closest thing to a friend I have here... and I went out of my way to try and eat you. This whole thing was dumb..." she says.<</if>> "I think this school just isn't for me." "Honestly? That's probably a good call," you chuckle. You push yourself up onto your feet and offer her a hand getting up. "At least twice in the first week you were doomed if I hadn't stepped in, and now that you've buckled down and pushed hard to be able to keep //yourself// safe, you look miserable. This really isn't a place you want to push yourself through if you're not enjoying it on at least some level." She stares at you for a moment, still seeming a little suspicious that you might be up to something, then finally takes your hand and gets to her feet. "Plus if you leave, you won't have to worry about me deciding you'd make a nice snack again," you add with a laugh. She shoots you a look. "Kidding, don't worry. I'll be rooting for you if you do leave." <<if _fullTrust>>You're caught off guard as she immediately latches onto you with a tight hug.<<else>>She gives you an uncertain look, then stares off to the side in awkward silence... before suddenly pulling you into a hug.<</if>> After a moment of surprise, you return the gesture. "...thanks, $name. For everything..." she says, squeezing you tighter for a moment before finally pulling away. "Even trying to eat you that one time?" you say with a smirk. "No," she answers flatly before you've even finished. She glares at you for a moment, then breaks into a smile with a brief, snorting laugh. "Well, I, um, need to go figure out how to drop out..." "Good luck! I hope I'll see you again someday," you say, offering her a wave as she heads for the door. She turns back to look at you in the doorway, a weary but warm smile on her face, and gives you an appreciative nod before disappearing out into the halls. You stand alone in the classroom for a moment, processing the unexpected reunion, then follow behind her to carry on with your day.\ <</if>> <<if $preyName is "escapism">>[[Hurry along to class->October 28th- Escapism]]<<elseif $reputation[0] is "glutton">>[[Back to the hunt->October 28th- On The Hunt: Skilled]]<<else>>[[Back to the hunt->October 28th- On The Hunt]]<</if>><<set $preyName to "!ERR:setPreyName">>\ <</replace>><</link>> <</replace>> <</if>> <</link>>

<<if hasVisited("October 28th- Mandy")>><<Time 14.5>>\ You step out of the classroom, stretch your arms, then carry on around the corner into the block of classroom halls like you'd originally planned. However, you don't make it far before getting the sense that something is wrong. There were two girls that had been standing around talking near the door you just came out of, and now you can hear footsteps trailing behind you. It could just be a coincidence, but, assuming it is those same girls you're hearing, their timing and choice of direction is more than a little suspicious. It seems like Mandy isn't the only one who's out to get you today.<<else>><<if hasVisited("Eaten By Darcy- Recovery")>><<Time 14.25>><<else>><<Time 14>><</if>>\ You make up your mind--you can afford to miss a class or two of Escapism, but your stomach can't wait. Hopping off your bed, you head for the door and out into the hall to start searching for prey. You walk down towards the classroom halls, figuring that will be your best option at this time of day. As you round the corner, you start to consider which floor would make for a better hunting ground... but quickly narrow your eyes and shift your focus as you sense that something is wrong. On your way over, you passed two girls that had been standing around chatting with each other, and now you can hear footsteps trailing behind you. It could just be a coincidence, but, assuming it is those same girls you're hearing, their timing and choice of direction is more than a little suspicious. Having spent quite a bit of time hunting for prey at this school yourself, you can recognize when you've ended up on the other side of things.<</if>><<set $ateVickey to 1>><<set $preyName to "Vickey">><<set $preyHealthMax to 30>><<set $preyResilience to 3>><<set $preyFrustration to 1>><<set $preyExhaustion to 0>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "Vickey_PredActions">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "Vickey_Struggle">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "Vickey(TEXT)">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Eat Vickey- Failure">><<set $preySize to 5>><<set $fullness += $preySize>><<set $noShake to true>>\ <<set _roxanne to true>><<set _dreadBrace to false>><<set _dreadRage to false>><<set _resting to false>><<set _firstCollab to false>><<set _buttTaunt to false>><<set _positionTaunt to false>><<set _firstCrush to false>> You steal a quick glance as you turn around the next corner. Sure enough, it's the two girls you'd seen--a fairly tall black girl with her hair curled in long ringlets that fall around her shoulders, and a girl around your height with somewhat tanned skin and short, asymmetric hair. The latter was looking right at you with a smug grin. You carry on your way down the hall for now, trying not to tip them off that you're on to them. When you reach the end of the hall and take another turn, you hear them start to speed up to close the distance. Of course, you were ready for that. As soon as you're out of sight, you back up against the wall and hide just around the corner<<if $buttSize > 59>>... though with how much your past meals have padded out your ass, you can't get quite as flat against the wall as you'd like<</if>>. Then, you lie in wait for your would-be predators that have kindly saved you some time on your own hunt. As soon as you hear them about to round the corner, you shift and lunge for the closer girl, getting a firm grip on her shoulders. They both shout in surprise, the taller girl stumbling back and barely keeping her balance as the force of your grab shoves the short-haired one into her. "Hey..! Shit, Roxanne, get her!" the one you're holding shouts, grabbing at your arms to try and push you off. "Thought it would be that easy to take me down, huh?" you say. You stare her down as you start to grapple with her. There's a fiery look in her eyes as she glares right back at you. Her hair is close to being completely shaved on the right side, while the rest is grown out long enough to flow down to her chin, a splash of pink dye decorating the ends of her brown locks. Gold hoop earrings jingle at the sides of her head as she struggles to break away. "Heh, how could I pass up a mark like you?" she says with a wild grin. "Everyone knows you're pretty much the most active pred in our class, $name. The menu won't be big enough for anyone else to take that title if someone doesn't check that gut of yours soon.~" "More like there won't be anyone //left// to take it, Vickey," Roxanne chimes in. She tries to shift behind you, but you swivel around to block her, keeping the other girl as a buffer between the two of you. "I've seen some of the nutjobs in the higher grades, I don't want us ending up with our own Zoey to deal with..." "You wanna check my gut, huh?" you chuckle. Roxanne changes her approach after you manage to juke away from her again, grabbing at your arms to try and help Vickey break your grip. With their combined strength, they quickly start to overpower you, but you just smirk. As soon as you start to lose your hold, you let go, then push forward as hard as you can. Vickey knocks into Roxanne and the two topple to the ground, pulling you right down with them. The shock of the impact makes their grip loosen enough for you to easily free your arms, Vickey groaning in discomfort as she's sandwiched between you and Roxanne. "I'm happy to show you right to it~" you say, licking your lips at the pinned girl. "Ugh, get off me you <<if ($fat > 34) or (($fat > 4) and (($buttSize > 59) or ($breastSize > 59)))>>fat <</if>>bitch..!" Vickey growls. She continues to defiantly glare at you despite surely knowing what's about to happen. You grab her arms and wrench them up toward your mouth, staring the overconfident girl right in the eyes as you slide them between your lips. As soon as you've gotten a taste, you quickly get to work swallowing her down, carefully pulling her body up from under you to get it packed away inside of you instead. She lets out an incoherent roar of outrage just before her head disappears between your jaws. "Shit, hang... on... Vick..." Roxanne grunts, attempting to squirm out from under you. It's tricky to manage while also shifting Vickey //out//, but you do what you can to press your weight down and keep her pinned under you. Once you're down to around her chest, the awkward positioning slows your progress to a crawl, and you're forced to risk briefly lifting yourself up to yank her legs all the way out from under you. Roxanne tries her best to take advantage of the moment, but barely makes any progress before you slam your weight back onto her... incidentally making Vickey sit pretty much directly on her face in the process. Clearly getting the message that she isn't going to overpower you from this position, she starts to grab at Vickey instead, desperately trying to claw her back as you swallow her down inch by inch. As her grip is forced lower and lower, only faintly slowing you down, she manages to unintentionally pull Vickey's jeans down to her thighs. You take the opportunity to finally wrench her hands free, flipping your head back to raise Vickey up and finish the job while keeping a tight grip on Vickey's arms. Her newly exposed skin draws your attention to something you'd managed to overlook about your prey: her butt is //incredible//. She must not have been lying about being an active enough predator to try and "take your title"--her cheeks are so plumped up that you can actually feel the difference in how your throat stretches as you swallow down her hips. You slow down and let yourself enjoy the sensation of your prey sinking down into your waiting stomach, her legs flailing uselessly above you in protest. Your gut begins to press against Roxanne as it stretches out to make room for your meal. Your legs are straddling her waist, you have her wrists held tight, and your growing belly is flattening her chest--there's nothing she can do but watch at this point. By the time Vickey's feet slide past your lips and the bulge in your throat sinks down behind your chest, you can feel the swell of your belly rubbing against Roxanne's face, forcing her to tilt her head to the side. "//*OOUuurrrp!*// Thanks for coming right to me, girls! You really //*uurp*// saved me a lot of time~" you chuckle. You finally let go of Roxanne's arms--trusting that your heavy gut is enough to keep her pinned now--and tauntingly pat your belly with both hands. "Oh you are //dead// when I get out of here..!" Vickey growls, starting to thrash wildly against your stomach. "Yeah that threat //*urp*// feels kinda hollow when you already tried to take the first swing," you say. "This is... mmph... humiliating..." Roxanne grumbles from beneath you. She flinches and grunts in discomfort every now and then as some of Vickey's struggling catches her in the crossfire. "Well, that's what happens when you mess with the best~" you chuckle.<<set $sceneAttack to 0>><<set $sceneDefense to 2>><<done>><<include $sceneActionsLink>><<replace "#actionReminder">><<PredActionReminder>><</replace>><</done>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "predOptions">></div>

<<Time 14>>\ You make up your mind--you can afford to miss a class or two of Escapism, but your stomach can't wait. Hopping off your bed, you head for the door and out into the hall to start searching for prey. You walk down towards the classroom halls, figuring that will be your best option at this time of day. You start to consider which floor of the building would make a better hunting ground as you walk... \ <<link "First Floor">><<replace "#hunt">>\ Deciding that the first floor feels more appealing, you start to prowl around the block of classroom halls. Unfortunately, things feel pretty barren at the moment. You're able to make a full loop around the block of halls without bumping into anyone else, and even quickly peeking back down the main hall doesn't reveal any opportunities. Not deterred by the lack of immediate prey, you pick a spot in the halls to stake out, leaning casually against the wall while pretending to look through your phone. A few girls come and go, but it's always a small group or someone who's clearly above your skill level. After getting your hopes up until to see yet another upperclassman step out the next time you see a door open, you decide to move somewhere else to mix things up... until you notice that there are still other footsteps behind you even after you turn your second corner. Not wanting to take any risks dealing with the girl you'd seen, who was at least a sophomore if not a junior, you duck into the nearest bathroom and quickly lock the door. <<if $ameliaBathroomScene>>Your heart skips a beat as not long after, the footsteps slow to a stop just outside the bathroom door. You hear someone scoff, then carry on down the hall after a short pause--she really //was// following you. After a close call like that, you decide to take the safe route of giving up on your hunt and killing time here in the bathroom until you're certain she's //definitely// gone. You quickly get sucked into something on your phone, only broken out of your distraction when your stomach lets out an audible growl, reminding you that it was promised a proper meal. It'll have to settle for dining hall food. You cautiously step out of the bathroom, double checking that whoever that girl was isn't around anymore, then start to make your way over to Lampton for dinner. [[Head to dinner->October 28th- Dinner]]\ <<else>>\ Unfortunately, the bathroom is still occupied, and bursting in like you did startles the girl washing her hands at the sink. She seems vaguely familiar--you're pretty positive she's a freshman. "Jesus fucking... give me a heart attack why don't you," the girl says, clearly irritated. She has light brown hair, and is wearing a v-necked shirt with black shorts. While she's on the shorter side, she is very plump, to the point you can't help but note that she would make pretty good prey... As you look her over, your stomach lets out a low growl, reminding you why you skipped class in the first place. "... Are you just a dumbass, or do I have to have an early dinner?" the girl asks, now standing in front of you, annoyed that you're blocking her exit. \ <<link "Go for it">> <<set $pacifist to false>> <<set _checkType to "oral">> <<set _baseline to 10>> <<set _modifier to 0>> <<include "voreCheck">> <<if _swallow>> <<goto [[On the Hunt- Eat Amelia 2]]>> <<else>> <<set $stamina -= 8>> <<replace "#choice">>\ "Ah, sorry about that," you say, stepping to the side. Once you're out of her way, the girl completely stops paying attention to you, reaching for the door handle. With your window of opportunity closing, you strike as fast as you can. Her complete disregard of you as a threat has left her wide open, and your stomach is still begging for a filling meal. As her hand reaches for the door, you make your move, striking out quickly to grab her wrist. In your haste, however, you barely graze her skin, your lunge forward bringing you down to eye level with her. You start to stand back up for a second attempt, but her defenses are already up. With your head so close to hers, she stares you down and grabs your head, pulling it towards her face. @@color:orange;Your strength fails you.@@ The thought that she's about to turn the tables on you barely has time to register before her forehead slams against your nose. You stumble backwards, a sharp hot pain on your face as your back hits one of the stalls. "Asshole! I survived this long, I'm sure as hell not getting eaten by some rando classmate in the bathroom!" she shouts, storming out in a huff. You shakily get up to your feet, wanting to at least lock the door again to make sure no one walks in while you're catching your breath. However, right when your hand touches the lock, you hear a familiar voice scream. Peeking out from the bathroom, you witness a pair of legs wearing familiar shoes quickly disappearing down the mouth of the girl that had been following you before. In what feels like a matter of seconds, your would-be dinner is completely swallowed, a loud belch sealing her fate. As soon as she's finished, the upperclassman walks off down the hall without missing a beat, her stride barely affected by her newly bulging belly. While you failed to grab her for dinner, you don't expect her to escape the upperclassman's stomach. Still clutching your nose, you walk over to the mirror to assess the damage. It's bleeding, but luckily your would-be dinner didn't seem to hit hard enough to deal lasting damage. Grabbing some paper towels from the dispenser is enough to get you cleaned up, and you decide to stay in the bathroom while you catch your breath and wait for the bleeding to stop. By the time you're ready to leave it's late enough that you decide to just admit defeat and head to the dining hall to fill your belly instead. [[Head to dinner->October 28th- Dinner]]\ <</replace>> <</if>> <</link>> <<link "Don't risk it">><<replace "#choice">>\ The girl barely acknowledges you once you step aside to let her pass, even as your stomach lets out a whine in protest. All you can do to comfort your empty stomach is give it a gentle pat while the door closes, it's desired dinner already gone. However, right when you move to lock the door again behind her, you hear a familiar voice scream. Peeking out from the bathroom, you witness a pair of legs quickly disappearing down the mouth of the girl that had been following you earlier. In what feels like a matter of seconds, your would-be dinner is completely swallowed, a loud belch sealing her fate. As soon as she's finished, the upperclassman walks off down the hall without missing a beat, her stride barely affected by her newly bulging belly. After a close call like that, you decide to take the safe route of giving up on your hunt and killing time here in the bathroom until you're certain the coast is clear--she looked satisfied, but for all you know that girl could still be looking for seconds and have the skill to pull it off. You quickly get sucked into something on your phone, only broken out of your distraction when your stomach lets out an audible growl, reminding you that it was promised a proper meal. It'll have to settle for dining hall food. You cautiously step out of the bathroom, double checking that whoever that girl was isn't around anymore, then start to make your way over to Lampton for dinner. [[Head to dinner->October 28th- Dinner]]\ <</replace>><</link>>\ <</if>><</replace>><</link>> <<link "Second Floor">><<replace "#hunt">>\ Deciding that the second floor feels more appealing, you head for the nearest stairwell to start prowling the halls. Unfortunately, things feel pretty barren at the moment. You're able to make a full loop around the block of halls without bumping into anyone else, and even quickly peeking down the central hall doesn't reveal any opportunities. Not deterred by the lack of immediate prey, you pick a spot in the halls to stake out, leaning casually against the wall while pretending to look through your phone. Things still don't quite go your way--every time you spot someone coming or going from a classroom, it's either a small group or someone who's clearly above your skill level. You try a few more spots over the course of a couple hours, but eventually get bored enough that you realize you're not even really on the hunt anymore, just making yourself an appealing target for someone else by standing around alone and getting distracted by your phone. So, you decide to call it quits, trudging back to your dorm with a disappointingly flat stomach. "Not having much luck finding prey then, miss $last?" a familiar voice says. It's Professor Slate, unfortunately spotting you before you saw her coming down the hall. "Oh, uh, hi professor..! I was just--" "Save it, you skipped my class and clearly aren't in any peril. There's nothing you could be doing around this part of the school that would be a tolerable excuse," she chides. "I'm very disappointed, young lady. Need I remind you how important this class is for your survival here? There are plenty of opportunities to prey on your classmates here, miss $last, I expect you not to disregard your studies for it in the future. Understood?" "Yes ma'am, sorry..." you say with a sigh. "Good. There will be a lab tomorrow, I expect you to be there," she says. She gives you one last look of disapproval before carrying on her way down the hall.<<if $slateFavor > -3>> @@color:red;Professor Slate is disappointed with you.@@<</if>> You curse under your breath--you should have been paying closer attention to the time, class must have just gotten out a little while ago. Without much else going on, and feeling pretty hungry after getting your hopes up for a proper meal, you decide to head to the dining hall for dinner. [[Head to dinner->October 28th- Dinner]]<</replace>><</link>>

<<set $eatenByMandy to true>><<set $predName to "Mandy">><<set $predSS to 40>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "Mandy_PreyStruggle">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "Punished Mandy(TEXT)">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "Mandy_Actions">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Eaten By Mandy- Escape">><<set $sceneHasExtra to true>><<set $sceneExtraLink to "Mandy_Special">>\ <<if !$attackedMandyCookout and ($mandyEscaped is "released") and ($day5SavedMandy != "betrayed")>><<set _fullTrust to true>><<else>><<set _fullTrust to false>><</if>><<if $attackedMandyCookout and ($mandyEscaped != "released") and ($day5SavedMandy is "betrayed")>><<set _fullHate to true>><<else>><<set _fullHate to false>><</if>>\ <<set _secondWind to false>><<set _recoverSqueeze to false>><<set _halfCrush to false>><<set _retaliated to false>>\ "Hey, get off..!" you shout, jabbing one of your elbows back at your assailant. She's fairly short, and wearing a dark grey, very baggy hoodie. The girl grunts from the blow and loosens her grip a little. You take the opportunity to try and break away from her... only for her to jump up onto your back as soon as you pull forward. You stumble, struggling to stop yourself from falling over as she <<if $fat > 49>>does her best to hook<<else>>hooks<</if>> her legs around you and grabs your upper arms to keep you locked down. Her lips start to slide over the back of your head while you try in vain to break away from her grip. @@color:orange;Your strength fails you.@@ Your vision goes dark as your head is pulled into her mouth. She immediately starts to swallow, beginning to drag your body down into her throat despite her awkward position latched onto you like a backpack. Once she has your head firmly secured, she pulls her legs away and throws her weight backward, managing to swallow your shoulders just before you both crash onto the ground in a shockingly smooth maneuver... though a stunned pause before she resumes gulping you down tells you it probably wasn't as painless as she was hoping. With your arms still held firmly, there's not much you can do to stop your mysterious short assailant as she forces you down into her stomach. She seems oddly desperate, roughly grabbing at any part of you she can use as leverage to cram you into her mouth, her esophagus squeezing you tight with aggressive swallows all the while. To make matters worse, the fall left her facing down on the ground, leaving you crushed beneath her weight against the hard floor as you're dragged deeper and deeper into her body. <<if $playerSize > 5>>Despite her aggressive efforts, she seems to be <<if $playerSize is 6>>having a little difficulty fitting you in<<else>>struggling to fit you in<</if>> thanks to the hefty amount of weight you've put on compared to her relatively small frame<<if $playerSize is 6>>, though she doesn't seem to have any intention of giving up.<<else>>. She still refuses to give up, but you can tell that the slimy walls of her stomach are already starting to strain a little in their efforts to contain your oversized body.<</if>><<else>>The slimy confines of her stomach are unbearably cramped from the added pressure.<</if>> Soon enough, you feel her shovel your feet into her mouth with a hard shove, and her lips seal shut behind you. You struggle to find space to curl up into her compressed gut, but her powerful throat forces you down all the same. Slick, shifting flesh surrounds you on all sides and an eager groan rumbles through the stale air as the last of you is squeezed out into her stomach. "//*OUuuuuurrrrrp..!*// Guh... I... hahh... did it..!<<if $playerSize > 5>> You really... put on //*urp*// weight...<</if>>" the girl says, panting from exertion. Something about her voice seems... familiar, but it's hard to place it through the muffling of her stomach. You wince as she smacks the side of her gut, still laying on top of you. "How's it... //*URP*//... feel..!" "As gross as it will for you once I get out of here..!" you grunt, shoving against the tight walls as you try to work yourself into a better position. "Who the hell are you?" "Y-You really don't recognize me?" she says, almost sounding upset. "Not from the inside, no." "Oh, yeah... It's, um, it's //*urrrp*// me, Mandy," she says. Her voice finally clicks the instant she says her name. "Wh--//Mandy//!? I thought you got eaten weeks ago, I haven't seen you since the start of the year!" you say. You briefly pause your efforts to fight against her stomach from the shock. "And why the hell did you eat me? I saved your life twice!" <<if _fullHate>>"AND YOU TRIED TO EAT ME //THREE// TIMES! Don't act like you don't deserve this..!" she immediately snaps back, giving a harsh smack to the side of her belly.<<else>>"Only after you tried to eat me for no reason!" she snaps back, giving a light smack to the side of her belly.<</if>> Your whole world tumbles around as she rolls onto her side, then shifts up into a more comfortable sitting position rather than laying on top of you. "I-It's my turn to be the one on //*urp*// top..! I won't be pushed around anymore!" "Oh I've still got some pushing to do..." you grumble, kicking at the flesh in front of you to emphasize your point. There's no way you're going to let //Mandy// of all people be the one to do you in...<<if _fullHate>><<set $sceneAttack to 1>><<elseif _fullTrust>><<set $sceneAttack to -1>><<else>><<set $sceneAttack to 0>><</if>><<if $playerSize > 6>><<set $sceneDefense to -2>><<else>><<set $sceneDefense to 0>><</if>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "preyOptions">></div>

<<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "strong">> <<if _secondWind and !_retaliated>> <<set _retaliated to true>> <<append "#digestion">> You let out an incoherent roar of outrage, starting to thrash wildly against the walls of Mandy's stomach. You were so close, you can't let //Mandy//, of all people, get the best of you like this! You lash out against the slick walls with as much strength as you can muster, intent on punishing her for daring to drag this out longer instead of just admitting defeat. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<case "rest">> <<if ($turn is 0) and !_fullHate>> <<append "#digestion">> You sigh, leaning back against the slick flesh that surrounds you instead of struggling, at least for now. <<if _fullTrust>>You don't really want to hurt Mandy, and //outside// of trying to eat her the first day, you've been nothing but nice to her and stuck your neck out for her more than once. You're fairly confident that if you just let her vent some frustration, you can talk her out of this.<<else>>Your relationship with Mandy is certainly... complicated, but you've helped her out in the past<<if $mandyEscaped is "released">>, and even let her out when she asked back when you first ate her! Maybe you could convince her to do the same once she's had a minute to vent her frustrations...<<else>> so you're hopeful you might be able to just talk her out of this if you give her a minute to vent her frustrations.<</if>><</if>> <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<case "damaged">> <<if $healthThreshold is 2>> <<append "#digestion">> You grunt in discomfort as you're battered by the walls of Mandy's stomach. As much as you hate to admit it, she's really starting to wear you down. You can feel your skin tingling all over from her acid working into your skin, and you're even feeling lightheaded from the combination of the humid air filling her gut and the constant pressure she's squeezing you with. @@color:red;You aren't sure how much longer you can last.@@ "Just give up, $name," Mandy says, a hint of excitement in her tone. "I-I've earned this, and you //*urp*// know it..." You clench your fists. You're sitting in the stomach of a tiny girl that you meant to have as a snack //day one//, and she's only still around to do this to you because //you// went out of your way to help keep her safe. Giving up now would be far too humiliating of an end... <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<case "progress">> <<if $progress is 3>> <<set $predHealth += 8>> <<set $sceneDefense += 2>> <<append "#digestion">> "Guh..! N-No..!" Mandy groans, clutching at you through her stomach as one good blow from your struggling seems to hit just the right spot. A pained growl rumbles through the walls as they start to tremble around you. Encouraged, you thrust all of your limbs out as hard as you can to try and push her over the edge. It works--the walls almost immediately crash down hard around you, waves of lurching pressure from below trying to force you back up into her throat. You can feel her fighting you the whole way, but despite her best efforts your head inches back up the constricting passage of her esophagus bit by bit. You can feel her grabbing at her throat as your face begins to brush against the back of her tongue. Light reaches your eyes again as her lips part in front of you, but you only get a brief glimpse of the classroom outside before she clasps her hands over her mouth... and you come to a stop. A chill runs down your spine as a powerful gulp drags your head back down into her throat. You squirm in protest, but it accomplishes little, and soon you're forced back into the cramped confines of her gut. A roaring belch signals Mandy's victory. "Damn it Mandy..!" you grunt. "Just make this easier for both of us and spit me out!" @@color:lime;She might have managed to keep you down for now, but there's no way she can hold out much longer!@@ <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<default>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</switch>>

<<if $turn is 1>> <<set $predAction to "crush">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if ($lastAction is "normal") or ($lastAction is "strong")>>"D-Do your worst..!" Mandy grunts. "I'm the predator now, and you're not going anywhere..."<<else>>"N-Not so fun being the prey, is it?" Mandy says. "You're not going anywhere..."<</if>> You grunt in pain as she pushes her legs in hard against the sides of her belly. At the same time, she wraps her arms around you from outside and tightly hugs her gut, further amplifying the crushing pressure her stomach is putting on you. She doesn't let up, clearly determined to wear you down. <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 2>> <<set $predAction to "massage">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Okay Mandy, you've got this..." you hear her quietly say to herself. She takes a deep breath, starting to lightly massage her belly--a welcome change of pace after the crushing embrace from moments ago. "...hard part's over, just gotta hold out for a little while..." <</append>> <<elseif _secondWind and !_recoverSqueeze>> <<set _recoverSqueeze to true>> <<set $predAction to "squeeze">> <<set _predActionIntensity to 0>> <<set $predDefense -= 2>> /* this first action post-near escape negates her defense boost from the second wind since she's still recovering */ <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "I t-told you $name, you're not going... anywhere..." Mandy says, breathing heavily. She's clearly still recovering from your near-escape. Even so, you can feel her lightly squeezing her belly with her arms, pressing the walls against you as she makes clear that she has every intention of fighting to the bitter end. <</append>> <<elseif ($progress > 1) and !_halfCrush>> <<set _halfCrush to true>> <<set $predAction to "crush">> <<set _predActionIntensity to 2>> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "No..! You're staying down..." Mandy grunts. You feel her wrap her arms around her belly... then lurch forward to press it against the ground<<if $acidStage > 0>>, sending the built up stomach acid sloshing all around you from the change in orientation<</if>>. Just like when she'd first swallowed you, she pushes her whole weight down on top of you as she crushes her gut against the floor, starting to push in with her arms and legs as well for good measure. You're faced with an unbearable amount of pressure from all direction, barely even able to move against the tightly compacted walls of her stomach. "Just... give up already..!" <</append>> <<elseif $progress > 2>> <<set $predAction to "squeeze">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <<elseif $acidStage > 2>> <<set $predAction to "massage">> <<set _predActionIntensity to 0>> <<include "preyPredAction">> <<elseif $progress is 0>> <<set $predAction to "squeeze">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <<else>> <<if (($lastAction is "normal") or ($lastAction is "strong")) and ($predAction != "massage")>> <<set $predAction to "massage">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "squeeze">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <</if>> <</if>>

<<if $turn is 2>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <<append "#digestion">> You let out a sigh of relief now that she's eased off the pressure, taking a moment to properly process the current situation while you have the brief chance to relax. Maybe she's calmed down enough now to just talk things out... <</append>> <<replace "#special">> <<link "Ask her to throw you up">> <<if _fullTrust>> <<goto "Eaten By Mandy- Released">> <<else>> <<append "#digestion">> "Okay, Mandy, come on. You've had your fun," you say. "Can you please let me out?" "Why should I?" she says, giving her belly a smack.<<if $mandyEscaped != "released">> "//You// didn't let //me// out on your own!"<<else>> "Y-You've already tried to eat me more than once, you'll just do it again if I throw you up!"<</if>> "I also saved your life though, aren't we even at this point?" you protest. "No! <<if _fullHate>>You only did that because //you// wanted to be the one that //*urp*// ate me, it doesn't count for anything!<<else>>Th-This is payback for ruining my first //*urp*// day on campus!<</if>>" she shouts. "Now just, um, just settle in and digest..." <</append>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <</if>> <</link>> <<link "Just focus on struggling">> <<append "#digestion">> But, you think better of wasting your breath. Whatever's gotten into her since the last time you saw her, she's clearly //very// intent on digesting you. <</append>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <</link>> <</replace>> <</if>>

<<Time 14.5>>\ "N-No..! C'mon, I can do this..." Mandy grunts. You can feel her clutching at her aching belly as the walls start to tremble beneath your blows. Her whole stomach convulses a few times as she fights the urge to vomit, until, with a wet squelching sound, the pressure forces your head back up into her throat. <<if $progress > 2>>Determined to make it out this time, you<<else>>You<</if>> immediately start to push upward as hard as you can manage, aiding her stomach in ejecting you from her body. Mandy tries to fight it, even making weak attempts to grab your arms and pull you back as you slide past her lips into the cool air of the outside world, but it's too much for her<<if $progress > 2>> this time<</if>>, and soon enough she's left sputtering on the ground with an empty belly. <<if $turn < 3>>You cough, pushing yourself up into a sitting position on the cold classroom floor. Your body is absolutely drenched in digestive fluids, but otherwise you aren't much worse for wear than when you went in.<<elseif $turn < 8>>You cough and take a gasping breath, slowly pushing yourself up into a sitting position on the cold classroom floor. You're completely drenched in digestive fluids, and judging by the fact that what looks like it used to be your top is splattered on the ground beside you, your clothes didn't take too well to the extended acid bath. You aren't completely naked, at least.<<else>>You cough and take a gasping breath on the ground, needing to take a moment to recover after stewing so long in her gut. You slowly push yourself up into a sitting position, struggling a little with how stiff your limbs are after being tucked into such a cramped position for so long. You're immediately able to tell that little, if any, of your clothing survived the ordeal, but being naked isn't a particularly pressing concern on your mind right now.<</if>> You carefully get up onto your feet, then turn to glare down at Mandy. She... doesn't look great, even barring the fact that she's in the midst of recovering from the intense stomachache you gave her. There are heavy bags under her eyes and a pretty big scar running down the left side of her face that you don't recall her having before. "Guh... whatever, you win..." she grumbles, glaring up at you from her position on the ground. "Go ahead and eat me already..." \ <<link "Eat her">><<replace "#choice">><<set $pacifist to false>>\ "Well, if you insist~" you say with a menacing grin. You tauntingly lick your lips and your stomach growls in anticipation. She sits still, scowling at you, as you crouch down to grab her and open your mouth wide. You force her head between your lips, lifting her up with you as you rise back to a standing position and start to feed her into your mouth. You're struggling quite a bit to maintain your grip thanks to the slimy coating her body gave you, which only serves to make it more obvious that she's not resisting at all. You aren't sure if she's that exhausted from the beating you gave her, or if she's just given up after everything that led up to this point. Idle as she is, the small girl easily slides down your throat, her thick hoodie noticeably cushioning her form as it sinks deeper into your body. You take your time swallowing her bit by bit, feeling your <<if ($outfit is "skimpy") or ($turn > 2)>>exposed <</if>>belly slowly swell as she's forced to curl up in the tight confines of your gut. You pull off her sneakers and toss them aside before finishing the job, teasingly touching a hand to the bump in your throat as her feet slide down to join the rest of her. "//*UUUrrrp!*// Ah, finally got you right where you //*urp*// belong," you chuckle, giving a wet, taunting slap to your belly.<<if ($turn > 7) and ($breastSize > 17)>> A faint blush seeps onto your cheeks as you notice the impact was enough to make your unrestrained breasts jiggle as well.<<elseif ($turn > 2) or ($outfit is "skimpy")>> It's slick enough with her stomach acid to have an almost reflective shine under the fluorescent lights of the classroom.<</if>> "I'll admit, you got way further than I would have thought there, but did you really think this was gonna go any other way?~" "Ugh, I HATE this stupid school..!" Mandy shouts from inside you, weakly lashing out at the walls in frustration. "And you, $name! You're the worst!" "Hey, say what you //*urp*// want about before, but I'm totally justified this time! You came back from the dead just to take a swing at //me//," you say. You give the bulge that you're pretty sure is her head a poke. "<<if $turn > 2>>And you took it far enough that I'm standing <<if $turn < 8>>half <</if>>naked and bloated in the middle of a classroom right now! <</if>>This is just self defense." "Shut up..! I-I just thought that if I could beat you, I... Ugh, this was so stupid!" she says. She gives one last hard kick forward, then settles down. "Well yeah, but if you still couldn't beat one girl after weeks of training you weren't gonna last anyways. At least this way we finally get to finish what we started!" you say. "I guess that's why you told me to do it though, huh? Hope you're not //*urp*// having second thoughts in there.~" "I DON'T ACTUALLY WANT TO GET EATEN, IDIOT!" she snaps, briefly kicking to life again. "I-I just knew it wasn't going any other way at this point..." "Oh shit, wait..!" you say with a laugh. You take a look around the room, an eager grin spreading across your lips. "Haha, this is even the exact same //*uurp*// classroom from the tour, isn't it? We really came full circle on this!" "That was... on purpose..." Mandy grumbles. "...I thought it would be cool..." "It is pretty cool! Too bad you couldn't quite stick the landing on which of us would be //*uuurp*// prey," you chuckle. "Ugh, I hate you so much..!" "Yeah, yeah, I got that from when you tried to digest me a minute ago," you say, giving your belly a condescending pat. "It was nice seeing you again, Mandy. Now just settle in and let my stomach show you how a real predator handles things.~" Not wanting to take any chances here, you head over to sit at one of the desks until you're sure she's finished despite your current state after the dive into her stomach. You just lean back and get comfortable while your stomach eagerly gets to work on the meal it's been denied for too long, a meal only made sweeter by turning the tables on her attempt to take you down. You massage your slick, squirming gut as Mandy weakly struggles against you, but her heart clearly isn't in it. She barely ever stirs up more than a bit of gas, and seems to give up entirely before she's even quite passed out. Lost in the satisfaction of finally reclaiming prey that you thought you'd lost your chance at a long time ago, you almost completely lose track of time. By the time you come out of your stupor, your belly is soft and smooth, without even a hint of a struggle beneath the surface. @@color:lime;Mandy has been digested!@@ You push down on your belly to be certain, finding that your hand easily sinks into the mushy surface. A satisfying slosh rings out when you pull back and your stomach settles. She's //definitely// gone now. With a satisfied sigh, you rise back to your feet, casually resting a hand on your swollen gut. Before you take your leave, your attention is drawn to the whiteboard at the front of the room and a mischievous smile spreads across your lips. Mandy did put in the effort to make this as poetic of an ending to your 'rivalry' as she could--might as well send her off with one last finishing touch. Though you're not much of an artist, you grab one of the markers to draw something like she had when you first went after her. Of course, unlike her rather impressive sketch, you elect to make a quick doodle of yourself with a bloated gut. You sign it "Mandy", with an arrow pointing towards your belly. <<if $turn > 7>>You snicker at your handiwork, but as you turn to head for the door you freeze in your tracks and a wave of anxious embarrassment washes over you. You'd gotten so caught up in enjoying your meal that somehow you'd mostly forgotten about the state of undress your prey's stomach left you in. You've been casually lounging around--and more recently standing at the whiteboard doodling in full view of the door--in a public classroom while stuffed and completely naked for at least a half hour at this point. The realization leaves you with a confusing cocktail of emotions that you'd rather not untangle right now, so you just scurry off toward the door to get back to your dorm and clean up.<<else>>You snicker at your handiwork, then turn to head for the door and make your way back to your dorm so you can finally get cleaned up, absentmindedly massaging your swollen stomach as you go. <<if $preyName != "escapism">>Though your hunt didn't exactly go as planned, you're more than satisfied with the meal you ended up with.<</if>><</if>> <><<set $ateMandyFinal to true>><<set $digestion += 4>><<set $fullness += 4>><<set $totalPrey += 1>><<set $lastPrey to "Mandy">> <<set $currentlyDigesting.push({ name: "Mandy", remaining: 4 })>> <<set $oralXP += 8>> <><<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<SidebarText>><</replace>><<include "playerPreyEscape">>[[Head back to your dorm->Eaten By Mandy- Recovery]]\ <</replace>><</link>> <<link "Talk this out">><<replace "#choice">><<set $karma += 1>><<set $savedMandy to true>>\ "Mmm... nah, it's weird when your prey wants it," you say with a slight laugh to try and lighten the mood. You let the frustration drain from your face and sit back on the floor across from her<<if $turn > 7>>, tastefully hugging your knees to your chest to mostly cover your exposed body<</if>>. "Sooo... are you alright? You look like you haven't slept in days..." "I've never slept well here..." she grumbles.<<if _fullHate>> "I've been on edge since day one. Take a guess //why//..."<</if>> "<<if _fullHate>>Right... a<<else>>A<</if>>nd the scar?" "None of your business..!" she says, looking off to the side. "...you didn't //draw// that on to look cooler, did you?" "N-No..! I... tripped on my way out of class and cut my cheek on the corner of a desk the other day, it's probably not permanent... hopefully..." she says, an embarrassed blush creeping onto her cheeks. "...why are you talking to me? I just put everything I had into trying to digest you. <<if $turn > 7>>Enough that you're, um, completely naked right now...<<else>>You're, uh, still covered in stomach acid...<</if>>" <<if $turn > 7>>"Oh, is it that noticeable?" you chuckle. "You just look like you need to talk to someone. <<else>>"Because you look like you need someone to talk to," you say with a shrug. "<</if>>So what's the deal here?" <<if _fullHate>>\ "Wh-What the heck do you mean!? You tormented me for the whole first week here, I was trying to get revenge!" she says, jolting upright with an exasperated gesture. "Oh come on, that was months ago! I haven't done anything //recently//." "That's only because you thought I was dead this whole time!" "Hmm... yeah alright, that might be fair," you chuckle. "I saved your life too though, don't forget!" "Ugh, I know..! Why are you so confusing!? You try to eat me //twice//, then save me, only to try and eat me again later! A-And now you're trying to be nice again even though it's barely been a minute since you were in my stomach..!" she says. "What's //your// deal?" You stare at her for a second. "I get hungry sometimes," you finally say with a shrug. "Being a predator has a way of making relationships weird like that, I wouldn't think about it too much. I'm being nice now at least!" She lets out an exasperated groan and rubs her face with her hands. "I've been training to eat you this whole time, I thought if I could take //you// down after everything you put me through, it would prove that I belonged here and I could finally relax a little..." "Well, you gave it a pretty good shot at least! <<if $turn > 2>>I mean, look at me right now," you chuckle, gesturing to your <<if $turn < 8>>half <</if>>naked body.<<else>>Just getting me all the way into your stomach is more than I would have thought possible back in that first week," you reassure her.<</if>> She sighs and pushes herself up onto her feet. "I think this was all a mistake..." "Coming after me like this? Yeah probably, you were doing a fantastic job hiding until now, could have just kept that up if you were worried about me." "No, I mean... coming to this school at all," she says, starting to trudge towards the door. "I, um, I'm gonna go figure out what I need to do to drop out..." "Oh... well, uh, good luck out there then!" you call out after her, finally standing back up yourself. She stops in the doorway and glances back at you<<if $turn > 7>>, though quickly averts her gaze again with a slight blush now that you're not shielding your body<</if>>. "Yeah, um, thanks for not eating me, I guess. This was... a nice talk..." she says. She hurries away to get back to her dorm before you have a chance to say anything in response. You stand alone in the classroom for a moment, processing the unexpected reunion, then follow behind her to go get yourself cleaned up.\ <<else>>\ "Ugh, I was trying to eat you!" she says in an exasperated tone. "I mean yeah, obviously?" you say, vaguely gesturing to your slime covered body. "Depending on how you're defining 'eat', you //did// eat me." "No, it's... I-I just really needed to eat //you//, specifically..." she sighs, sitting up and hugging her knees. You cock your head and raise an eyebrow at her. "It's just... I couldn't even make it through //orientation// stress-free because of you. It feels like everything's been downhill since you first tried to eat me. So I... I don't know, I told myself that if I could eat you, it would prove that I belonged here and I could finally relax a little..." she explains. "I-I've been training and being extra careful since week one, and... making sure to avoid you..." she says sheepishly. "It wasn't just classes, I've even eaten a couple people since then. <<if $reputation[0] is "escape">>I knew you were tough, but <</if>>I really thought I was ready..." "Hey, you did pretty good honestly! <<if $turn > 2>>I mean, look at me right now," you chuckle, once again gesturing to your <<if $turn < 8>>half <</if>>naked body.<<else>>Just getting me all the way into your stomach is more than I would have thought possible back in that first week," you reassure her.<</if>> "And now we're //definitely// even... because I guess saving your life twice didn't make us even yet..." you add under your breath. <<if _fullTrust>>"I know I... I'm sorry $name. God, I'm really the jerk here a-aren't I..?" she says. "You really have been nothing but nice since that first day, and even then you threw me up on your own... you're the closest thing to a friend I have here and I... hid from you for months plotting to eat you. This whole thing was so stupid..." she sighs.<<else>> "Yeah, I... I'm sorry $name. I had it in my head that you were just trying to save me for yourself, or messing with me somehow, but... in a weird way you're like the closest thing to a friend I have here... and I went out of my way to try and take you down. This whole thing was dumb..." she says.<</if>> "I think this school just isn't for me." "Honestly? That's probably a good call," you chuckle. You push yourself back up onto your feet and offer her a hand getting up. "At least twice in the first week you were doomed if I hadn't stepped in, and now that you've buckled down and pushed hard to be able to keep //yourself// safe, you look miserable. This really isn't a place you want to push yourself through if you're not enjoying it on at least some level." She stares at you for a moment, still seeming a little suspicious that you might be up to something, then finally takes your slimy hand and gets to her feet. "Plus if you leave, you won't have to worry about me deciding you'd make a nice snack again," you add with a laugh. She shoots you a look. "Kidding, don't worry. I'll be rooting for you if you do leave." <<if _fullTrust>>You're caught off guard as she immediately latches onto you with a tight hug.<<else>>She gives you an uncertain look, then stares off to the side in awkward silence... before suddenly pulling you into a hug.<</if>> After a moment of surprise, you return the gesture.<<if $turn > 7>> Given your current state of undress, you can feel your face quickly heating up from the tight embrace, but if she's not going to let it ruin the moment then you'll do your best to ignore it too.<</if>> "...thanks, $name. For everything..." she says, squeezing you tighter for a moment before finally pulling away. The whole front of her body now has a very obvious coating of her own stomach juices, but she doesn't seem particularly concerned about it at the moment. "Even trying to eat you that one time?" you say with a smirk. "No," she answers flatly before you've even finished. She glares at you for a moment, then breaks into a smile with a brief, snorting laugh. "Well, I, um, need to go figure out how to drop out..." "Good luck! I hope I'll see you again someday," you say, offering her a wave as she heads for the door. She turns back to look at you in the doorway, a weary but warm smile on her face, and gives you an appreciative nod before disappearing out into the halls. You stand alone in the classroom for a moment, processing the unexpected reunion, then follow behind her to go get yourself cleaned up.\ <</if>> <<include "playerPreyEscape">>[[Head back to your dorm->Eaten By Mandy- Recovery]]\ <</replace>><</link>>

<<Time 15>>\ You make your way back through the halls to your dorm<<if $outfitState is "gone">><<if $ateMandyFinal>>, hurrying as much as you can with Mandy's extra weight hanging off of you<<else>>, rushing through the halls<</if>> thanks to your current state of undress<</if>>. Thankfully, you're able to avoid running into anyone else on the way, and you have the room to yourself when you step inside. Emma is presumably in Escapism right now like you're meant to be--though at this point you're <<if $preyName != "escapism">>//definitely// <</if>>going to have to skip it. You head right for the bathroom to get cleaned up<<if $outfitState != "gone">>, stripping off your soiled clothes on the way<</if>>.<<if $ateMandyFinal>> After waiting around for your stomach to finish Mandy off, your skin has actually gotten completely dry by now, but strangely that somehow makes you feel dirtier than if you were still covered in slime.<</if>> As soon as the water stops feeling cold, you step into the shower, letting out a contented sigh as the cleansing warmth washes over you.<<if $ateMandyFinal>> As you scrub your body clean, you can't help but knead and play with your soft, malleable belly. What's left of Mandy squishes and sloshes around within your bloated stomach whenever you disturb it. It makes for one of the most satisfying showers you've had in a long time.<<else>> As you scrub your body clean from your trip into her gut, you spend a little more time reflecting on the strange encounter. You smile to yourself, happy that you were able to resolve things peacefully in the end. Hopefully things will work out for her after she leaves the school.<</if>> Once you feel like you're clean enough, you dry off<<if $ateMandyFinal>>--playfully polishing your gut with your towel--<<else>> <</if>>and step back into the room to get changed. You just throw on the first passable outfit you grab out of your dresser<<if $eatenByDarcy>>--that makes two stomach dives in barely an hour today, no way are you tempting fate by wearing anything nice<<elseif $outfit != "normal">>--after that acid bath on top of lab earlier, you're not really in the mood to put on anything nice again<</if>>.<<set $outfit to "normal">><<set $outfitState to "normal">> <<if $ateMandyFinal>>Now that you're cleaned up, you sit back on your bed with a sigh, grinning and resting a hand on your gut as the movement kicks up a satisfying sloshing sound. You pull out your laptop to pass the time, getting comfortable and settling in with one hand idly massaging your soft, squishy belly as you start watching the next season of a show you've been getting into. After getting sucked in for a while, you pause for a bathroom break, taking note of the time before you sit down to get back into things--it's a bit after five, when most people will be at the dining hall for dinner. You're still pretty stuffed with Mandy, but it could be nice to go just to see who's around. \ [[Go to dinner->October 28th- Dinner]] <<link "Just stay here and relax">><<replace "#choice">><<Time 18.5>><<UpdateSidebar>>\ But, you decide you're perfectly content to just kick back and relax. You pat your belly and hop back onto your bed--you've got //plenty// of food to last you the night. You return your attention to your laptop, picking up where you left off, until a while later you feel your phone buzz. It's a message from Emma: <<if $emmaRel > 3>>\ "//Hey! I'm hanging with Stacy, probably won't be back until late You wanna come join us?//" \ [[Sure->October 28th- Hang With Emma]] <<link "Nah">><<replace "#invite">>You pause to think about it for a moment, but ultimately text back: "//I think I'll pass tonight, sorry. Appreciate the invite though, hope you guys have fun!//" "//Of course! :) I'll see you later, stay safe whatever you get up to! <3//" You smile and start to put your phone away, only to get interrupted by one more text: "//Ok Stacy is insisting I tell you she thinks ur lame Not true though, doing ur own thing is totally cool//" You chuckle and reply: "//It's okay, I know she's just jealous she doesn't get as much $name time as you//" "//Haha! I'll tell her you said that Ok bye for real this time, see you later!//"<</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</link>> \ <<else>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">>\ "//BTW I'm hanging with Stacy, probably won't be back until late So don't worry if you don't see me!//" <<if $emmaRel < 0>>You roll your eyes and simply text back "//K//" before closing the conversation.<<elseif $emmaRel < 2>>You reply with a thumbs up to acknowledge the message before closing the conversation.<<else>>You smile and text back: "//Gotcha, thanks for the heads up! Have fun!//" Emma replies almost immediately: "//Thaaanks! <3//"<</if>><</if>><</replace>><</link>>\ You put away your phone for now and lean back on the bed, taking a moment to think about what to do with the rest of your night. The gym would probably be pretty quiet around now, and it might be smart to get a headstart on working off Mandy. The thought also crosses your mind that you did just get explicit confirmation that you have the room to yourself for a while longer... meaning you have a good opportunity for some "personal time"... \ [[Go work out->October 28th- Workout]] <<link "Masturbate">><<replace "#choice2">><<set $playerHorny += 1>><<set $outfit to "underwear">>\ True alone time can be hard to come by when you're directly sharing a space with someone like this, you would be a fool //not// to take advantage of it. After double checking that the door is locked so that you'll have a //tiny// bit of warning if Emma does come back early, you strip down to your underwear and jump back onto your bed with a grin. You pull out your laptop and let yourself get swept away by the endless catalogue of porn that is the internet... You may have gotten a little carried away as, based on how your belly is noticeably smaller than it was when you started, you're positive at least an hour has passed by the time you fully turn in the towel. Maybe you were more pent up than you thought. You stay laying on your bed for a little while, a blissful smile on your face and your body faintly glistening with sweat after the ride you gave yourself. "Was it good for you too, Mandy?" you say, laughing to yourself as you pat your still-bloated stomach. Then, you finally get up to cap things off with a nice, long shower. Clean and refreshed, you return to your bed to relax and pass the time in a less perverted fashion, but before long you feel your eyes start to droop and decide you may as well call it a night. [[Get ready for bed->October 28th- End of Day]]\ <</replace>><</link>> <<link "Just carry on relaxing">><<replace "#choice2">>\ Ultimately, you'd rather just kick back and enjoy some downtime. You go back to the show you were watching again, settle into a comfortable position, then let the hours slip by. Eventually, your eyes start to droop and you gradually wind down for the night, feeling ready for bed. [[Get ready for bed->October 28th- End of Day]]\ <</replace>><</link>>\ <<else>>You get comfortable on your bed and pass the time on your phone, letting yourself relax and recover from the close call. After a while, your stomach growls and you're reminded that it's just about dinner time. [[Go to dinner->October 28th- Dinner]]<</if>><<set $preyName to "!ERR:setPreyName">>

<<Time 14.5>>\ "Okay, Mandy, come on. You've had your fun," you say. "Can you please let me out?" "Why should I?" she says, giving her belly a smack. "You... you started this by trying to eat me..." "I let //you// out when you asked," you say. "And then spent the rest of the week trying to make up for eating you in the first place..." "Yeah but... a-after //this// you're definitely just going to eat me back if I don't finish the job..." she says sheepishly. You sigh. "No, I promise I won't. I guess I understand still having frustrations about what happened, but now we've both spent time in the other's stomach, so there's no question about being even," you say. "So... truce? We can talk this out face to face if you spit me out." There's a long pause, then Mandy lets out a sigh. "...I'm so //stupid//..." she mutters under her breath. Before you can offer any kind of comment, you hear her gag and the walls of her stomach clamp down hard around you. In no time at all, you're squeezed back up her throat and out onto the cold classroom floor. You're completely drenched in slimy fluids from her insides, of course, but you didn't spend enough time in her gut to be any worse for wear beyond that. "I-I'm sorry $name, I didn't... I didn't think this through enough..." Mandy whimpers. You push yourself up into a sitting position and turn to look at her. She... doesn't look great, even accounting for the fact that she just threw you up. There are heavy bags under her eyes and a pretty big scar running down the left side of her face that you don't recall her having before. "It's okay, just... why don't you tell me what the deal is here," you say. "You disappeared for weeks, and now suddenly show back up to try and eat me? And you... look kind of awful. How did you get a scar like that?" "Oh, um, I... tripped on my way out of class and cut my cheek on the corner of a desk the other day, it's probably not permanent... hopefully..." she says, an embarrassed blush creeping onto her cheeks. "And I, um... I've been avoiding you..." You give her a patient, encouraging nod, assuming there's more she has to say. "It's just... I couldn't even make it through //orientation// stress-free because of you. It feels like everything's been downhill since you first tried to eat me. So I... I don't know, I told myself that if I could eat you, it would prove that I belonged here and I could finally relax a little..." she explains. "I-I've been training and being extra careful since week one. It wasn't just classes either, I've even eaten a couple people since then..." "Well you trained pretty well I'd say, you might have had me there!" you say. "Thanks for, uh, listening to reason instead of following through..." "I know I... I'm sorry $name. God, I'm really the jerk here a-aren't I..?" she says. "You really have been nothing but nice since that first day... you're the closest thing to a friend I have here and I... hid from you for months plotting to eat you. This whole thing was so stupid..." she sighs. "I think this school just isn't for me." "Honestly? That's probably a good call," you chuckle. You push yourself back up onto your feet and offer her a hand getting up. "At least twice in the first week you were doomed if I hadn't stepped in, and now that you've buckled down and pushed hard to be able to keep //yourself// safe, you look miserable. This really isn't a place you want to push yourself through if you're not enjoying it on at least some level." She stares at you for a moment, still seeming a little suspicious that you might be up to something, then finally takes your slimy hand and gets to her feet. "Plus if you leave, you won't have to worry about me deciding you'd make a nice snack again," you add with a laugh. She shoots you a look. "Kidding, don't worry. I'll be rooting for you if you do leave." You're caught off guard as she immediately latches onto you with a tight hug. After a moment of surprise, you return the gesture. "...thanks, $name. For everything..." she says, squeezing you tighter for a moment before finally pulling away. The whole front of her body now has a very obvious coating of her own stomach juices, but she doesn't seem particularly concerned about it at the moment. "Even trying to eat you that one time?" you say with a smirk. "No," she answers flatly before you've even finished. She glares at you for a moment, then breaks into a smile with a brief, snorting laugh. "Well, I, um, need to go figure out how to drop out..." "Good luck! I hope I'll see you again someday," you say, offering her a wave as she heads for the door. She turns back to look at you in the doorway, a weary but warm smile on her face, and gives you an appreciative nod before disappearing out into the halls. You stand alone in the classroom for a moment, processing the unexpected reunion, then follow behind her to go get yourself cleaned up.\ <<include "playerPreyEscape">>[[Head back to your dorm->Eaten By Mandy- Recovery]]

<<if $preyHealth <= 0>> <<append "#digestion">> <<set $ateVickey to 2>> Vickey's already waning resistance gradually slows to a complete stop. For all her confidence and rage at the start, your stomach has completely worn her down. You give your gut a taunting smack, listening to the satisfying sound of your acid sloshing around. "That all you got?" you chuckle. "Fuck... you..." Vickey groans. "I hope I give you indigestion..." "Aw c'mon, I won fair and //*urp*// square!" you say. "You took a swing at me and paid the price, don't be a sore loser.~" <<if _roxanne>> "Alright, she's obviously finished. Can you PLEASE let me leave now..?" Roxanne pleads. "Nope, sorry," you chuckle. "I've still got plenty of digesting to do, just sit tight." "Unbelievable..." she groans. True to your word, you sit back and settle in on top of Roxanne while your stomach starts to work through your meal, despite the fact that Vickey is clearly past the point of no return by now. You leisurely scroll through your phone while massaging your softening belly with your free hand, losing track of exactly how much time is passing. After a while, a strange pressure starts to bubble up toward your throat and a sour groan rumbles through your stomach, then-- "//*UUURrrrrrrp!*// Ow..." you say, rubbing your neck as you're struck by the strange feeling of something scratching the back of your throat. A split second later, you hear a metallic //*clink*// and glance down to find the source. You smirk. A pair of familiar hoop earrings were tossed onto the ground by your belch, covered with a thick coating of slimy fluid. @@color:lime;Vickey has been digested!@@ "Ha, think it's safe to say she's done now," you say. You reach your arms down to lift up your gut, feeling how soft and mushy its contents is at this point, then let it flop back down on Roxanne. "You still //*urp*// alive down there?" "...is it over yet..." Roxanne mumbles. It sounds like she might have actually fallen asleep, or at least zoned out //hard//. You suppose she didn't have much else to do down there. "Yep, my legs are starting to get sore from sitting like this so long anyway," you chuckle. "Wow, that must be so hard for you..." Roxanne says dryly. After stretching your arms, you finally start to get back up onto your feet. Of course, instead of just shifting to the side to let her up, you lean forward to use your arms to push yourself straight up off of her, smothering her under your gut one last time in the process. Soft and malleable as it is at this point, her head is completely enveloped by it for a brief moment. There's a satisfying slosh when you finally rise to your feet and it settles back into place. "There you go, hope you learned something from this," you say, massaging your belly as you look down at her. "Come after me again, and you're getting the Vickey treatment.~" "U-Understood..." Roxanne groans, rubbing her head as she slowly sits up. "...I'm gonna be sore for days..." "You can keep those, by the way," you say with a laugh, nodding at the discarded earrings. Then, you head off down the hall to return to your dorm, leaving her to pick herself up while you walk off with what used to be her partner in crime. <<else>> Vickey doesn't respond, though whether she passed out or simply gave up, you aren't sure. You lean back against the wall with a satisfied sigh and start to massage your belly, feeling it gradually soften as it works through your prey. You lose track of exactly how much time passes, but after a while a strange pressure starts to bubble up toward your throat. A sour groan rumbles through your stomach, then-- "//*UUURrrrrrrp!*// Ow..." you say, rubbing your neck as you're struck by the strange feeling of something scratching the back of your throat. A split second later, you hear a metallic //*clink*// and glance down to find the source. You smirk. A pair of familiar hoop earrings were tossed onto the ground by your belch, covered with a thick coating of slimy fluid. @@color:lime;Vickey has been digested!@@ You give your bloated belly one last satisfied smack, feeling how soft and mushy it's become by now, then finally start to make your way back to your dorm. Your hunt may not have gone exactly as planned, but it's hard to think of a more satisfying meal than an overconfident pred you turned the tables on and overpowered despite being outnumbered. <</if>> <<include "playerPredEnd">>[[Head back to your dorm->October 28th- Before Dinner]] <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 1>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <<append "#digestion">> Below you, Roxanne gasps as Vickey unintentionally pushes downward to give herself leverage for a hard shove, knocking the wind out of her pinned companion in the process. She makes a weak attempt at pushing your belly up off of her, breathing heavily. "Vickey, dial it back a bit, I'm still down here..." Roxanne groans. "Sh-Shit, right, sorry..." Vickey says, finally slowing her efforts. "Thanks... now can //you// please get off me..!" Roxanne says, slapping the side of your belly for attention. You look down at her, smirking--you can't actually see her face with your gut in the way, just the ends of her curly hair peaking out around it. "You won already, you swallowed her, I couldn't stop you. There's no reason to keep me pinned like this anymore!" "Oh yeah? I let you up and you're gonna start //*urp*// fucking with me to help her get out," you say. "I'm not dumb." "Ugh, I promise I won't! I've been humiliated enough already, this was a dumb idea..." You tilt your head a little, considering the situation. She's right that now that you have Vickey in your stomach, there's really not much of a //need// to keep her crushed under you, not to mention that you're still right in the middle of the hall doing this and it might not be the best look for you if anyone were to pass by. On the other hand, it seems like having her there is hindering Vickey, and the two of them did try to gang up on you--a little punishment wouldn't be entirely unwarranted... <</append>> <<replace "#special">> <<link "Let her get up">> <<set _roxanne to false>> <<set $noShake to false>> <<toggleclass "#shake" "hide">> <<set $sceneDefense to 0>> <<append "#digestion">> "Eh, fine, whatever. I guess there's not really much you couldn't already try to do from down there if you were gonna back her up," you say with a shrug. A mischievous smile spreads across your lips as you start to get off of her. Rather than shifting aside so that she can get up, you lean forward to push yourself up onto your feet, completely smothering her with your gut for a moment. She's left gasping for breath by the time you're able to fully get back on your feet. "//*Uurrp*// Oops, sorry about that~" you chuckle. "You... asshole..." Roxanne groans as she pushes herself up off the ground. "Alright, now kick her ass Roxy!" Vickey's muffled voice shouts from inside you. "Well, uh, I did tell her I wouldn't, and I'm not, like, //one hundred// percent sure she couldn't fit both of us in there if we really pissed her off, soooo..." Roxanne says, slowly backing away from you down the hall. "Good luck Vick..!" "WHAT!? Get back here you little... //UGH//!" Vickey shouts. Roxanne is already too far away to hear her, quickly disappearing around the corner further down the hall. "Hey, nice back up you brought!" you laugh. "Seems like she might be smarter than you." "I //knew// she was gonna turn on me sooner or later! She's a whiney little overly-moral baby! Only agreed to help me come after you 'cause she thinks you're on your way to being too big of a threat, or whatever," Vickey rants. "But me? Oho I don't care about our classmates getting eaten, I want you taken down because you're my compe-//TITION!//" She kicks forward so hard that you nearly lose your balance, a very distinct bulge thrusting out from the front of your gut for a moment. You reflexively clutch at your stomach as she starts to go wild in your stomach, thrashing about with all the strength she can muster, further bolstered by the frustration of being abandoned. <</append>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">><<set _preyActionIntensity to 2>><<include "predPreyOutcome">><<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<SidebarText>><</replace>><<replace "#actionReminder">><<PredActionReminder>><</replace>> <</link>> <<link "Keep her pinned">> <<set $karma -= 1>> <<append "#digestion">> "Yeah, no way, you're staying put until Vickey here is nice and mushy," you chuckle, patting your bloated belly. You briefly lean forward to press it against her harder as a taunt. "You came at me as a team, remember, I'd eat you both if I could. You're the one getting the better deal here, don't go complaining about it." "Asshole..!" Roxanne grunts, lightly punching your gut. "It's alright Roxy, this bitch won't keep me down! Help however you can, then once I bust out of here we'll take her down like we planned!" Vickey says. She starts to squirm and throw her weight around against the walls of your stomach, but not with quite the same ferocity she had before--she seems to be holding back for Roxanne's sake. <</append>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <<set $preyAction to "struggle">><<include "predPreyOutcome">><<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<SidebarText>><</replace>><<replace "#actionReminder">><<PredActionReminder>><</replace>> <</link>> <</replace>> <<elseif ($turn is 5) and _roxanne and ($kaylaEnd is "alive")>> <<append "#digestion">> You start to hear rumble and bluster of a crowd coming from the nearby stairwell, gradually getting louder. A class must have just gotten out. Before long, a stream of what seems to be freshman pours out into the hall, passing by you on their way back to their dorms. "H-Hey! Somebody help me out here, get her off of me!" Roxanne calls out. A few of the girls laugh when they look over, one even giving you a thumbs up, though most at least pretend they didn't hear anything rather than risk getting involved. Unfortunately, she did get one girl in particular's attention... "$name? What the hell is going on here?" Kayla says, breaking away from the crowd and marching over with a stern look on her face. <<if $kaylaRel > 2>>"Oh, hey again Kayla! Heh, I know this looks kinda bad, but trust me, they started it," you say with a somewhat nervous laugh. "Oh yeah?" she replies, crossing her arms. "Yeah, these two were specifically hunting me down, I caught them stalking me through the halls to try and jump me two on one," you explain. "We just kinda ended up like this when I was finally able to //*uurp*// swallow one and even the playing field, but with how much Roxanne down there has been trying to help her out even like that I figured keeping her pinned until losing my lunch wasn't a risk anymore was the safest move." "I told you I would leave..!" Roxanne grunts. "Don't listen to her, she's a psycho glutton!" "Sorry chica, I don't know that I'd trust that either," Kayla chuckles. She seems a little conflicted for a moment, but then shrugs. "Can't argue with self defense. I'm glad to see you're doing alright watching out for yourself, honestly, seems like all that eating put a target on your back." "Yeah, but I got this handled, don't you worry," you say. "See you around!" "See ya! And, uh, good luck with this, I guess," Kayla replies. She gives you a quick wave, then carries on her way down the hall. "Nice try, but it's like I told you," you say once Kayla is out of earshot, leaning forward to press your gut against Roxanne. "You're staying put until my gut's nice and soft.~" <<else>> <<if $kaylaRel < -1>>"I'm enjoying a nice //*urp*// meal, what do you care?" you say, glaring at her. "You're doing a bit more than that, //puta//," Kayla says. "I don't care about your gut, get the hell off that girl!" <<else>>"Oh, uh, hey again Kayla..!" you say sheepishly. "Heh, I know this looks kinda bad, but..." "Get her off of me!" Roxanne shouts, seeming to sense that you're actually nervous about Kayla interfering. "I told her I would leave if she got off, but she didn't care! She's //enjoying// this!" "Hey now, let's not go that--" "I really thought you were better than this, $name," Kayla says, glaring at you. "Get the hell off of her!"<</if>> "No way! This is none of your business," you say. "Wasn't asking," Kayla snaps back. Before you can even properly brace yourself, she steps forward and shoves you with a shocking amount of force. Even with the extra weight of Vickey to help anchor you, you're easily tipped off of Roxanne and thrown onto the ground. Your gut sloshes as the sudden movement jostles it around, a brief bit of nausea washing over you from its contents tumbling around. "What the hell..!" you groan as you push yourself back up into a sitting position. "The two of them //*uuuurrp*// started this, asshole, they came after me two on one! You're helping the wrong side here!" "Then keep the one you ate, you didn't need to //torment// this poor girl after you already won. I can't stand a bully," Kayla growls. She offers Roxanne a hand getting up. "You alright?" "Y-Yeah, thanks..." Roxanne says. She gives your gut a sympathetic look for a moment, then starts to walk off down the hall. "I, um, I gotta get back to my room..." Kayla shakes her head at you before following behind her.<<if $kaylaRel > -3>> <<if $kaylaRel < 0>><<Kayla -1>><<else>><<Kayla -2>><</if>><</if>> "Hey wait, did Roxy really just //leave//..! UGH, she even had BACKUP that could have helped, that bitch! I knew she would turn on me eventually!" Vickey shouts giving a hard shove to the walls of your stomach. "Oh shut up," you say, smacking your gut in frustration. "She might have gotten lucky, but you're not going anywhere..." <<set $stomachHealth -= 4>> <<set _roxanne to false>> <<set $noShake to false>> <<toggleclass "#shake" "hide">> <<set $sceneDefense to 0>> <<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<SidebarText>><</replace>> <</if>> <</append>> <</if>>

<<if $turn is 0>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Ugh, shut up!" Vickey shouts. She lashes out at the walls in clear frustration, kicking and shoving with no real strategy but a //lot// of power behind it. "This isn't how this was supposed to go, you should be in //my// gut, bitch!" <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 1>> <<elseif $preyHealthThreshold < 2>> <<if !_dreadBrace>> <<set _dreadBrace to true>> <<set $preyAction to "brace">> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Fuck... fuck..!" you hear Vickey mutter inside of you. She pushes her arms out just enough to hold the walls of your stomach at bay and give herself some breathing room. "This can't really be happening..." <</append>> <<elseif !_dreadRage>> <<set _dreadRage to true>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<set _preyActionIntensity to 2>> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Come on, get me out of here!" Vickey suddenly roars. She starts to thrash around with reckless abandon, punching and kicking at the walls of your stomach like she were a child throwing a tantrum. Even as aimless as her struggling is, she's putting everything she has left into it, and your stomach is already feeling the heat from her rage. "I'M NOT ANYONE'S PREY!" <</append>> <<else>> <<set $preyAction to "rest">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<elseif _resting>> <<if $preyExhaustion < 3>> <<set _resting to false>> <</if>> <<set $preyAction to "rest">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <<elseif _roxanne>> <<if ($turn % 3) is 0>> <<set $preyAction to "brace">> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<set _incomingDamage += random(3,5)>> <<if !_firstCollab>> <<set _firstCollab to true>> <<append "#digestion">> "Alright... let's work together here, Roxy!" Vickey grunts. She slows her struggling, shifting to brace herself against the walls instead. "Hit her with whatever you can, don't worry about me!" "Y-Yeah, sure, I'll try..!" Roxanne says. "Get your stupid gut off of me and spit her out already..!" She starts to try and push your belly up off of her, occasionally shifting to smacking and flailing her arms against it instead. Every now and then, she tries to push up with her legs to force you off of her, which doesn't accomplish much other than feeling uncomfortably suggestive since you're straddling her hips at the moment. Her squirming isn't //completely// ineffective, but it's certainly not doing nearly as much to upset your stomach as Vickey was. <</append>> <<else>> <<append "#digestion">> Vickey shifts into a defensive position inside your gut, once again opening things up for Roxanne to try and fight back while she takes a moment to recover her strength. The girl beneath you kicks and squirms in desperation, doing anything she can think of to force you off of her or wear down your stomach. <</append>> <</if>> <<else>> <<set $preyAction to "struggle">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<else>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<if $preyExhaustion > 2>><<set _resting to true>><</if>> <<if $turn != 1>><<append "#digestion">> <</append>><</if>>

<<set _roll to random(1,5)>> <<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "massage">> <<if _roxanne>> <<if !_firstMassage>> <<set _firstMassage to true>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if ($preyAction is "struggle") or ($preyAction is "rage")>>Hoping to ease some of the aching Vickey is kicking up, you start to gently run your hands along your gut.<<else>>With a contented sigh, you start to gently massage your belly.<</if>> As you work your hands against your strained flesh, and idea pops into your head. "Hey Roxanne, why don't you give me a hand with this?" you say. "You know, make yourself useful down there. I'll //*urp*// go easy on you if you do." "What? I'm not going to help you, asshole!" she grunts in response. "Eh that's fine, I think I can figure it out on my own~" you chuckle. You press your weight down a little harder, then start to slowly shift your body back and forth, then side to side, using the contours of her body to massage the underside of your belly. It's... a little more intimate than you had originally considered, but it feels pretty nice. Judging by her lack of any real response to the treatment, you imagine Roxanne must be quite flustered, though you can't see enough of her to get much insight on what she's thinking. <</append>> <<elseif _roll > 2>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> Once again, you press your weight down a little harder on Roxanne, then start to slowly shift your body back and forth, then side to side, using the contours of her body to massage the underside of your belly. You soothe the rest of your bloated gut by kneading at it in gentle circles all the while. A contented sigh escapes your lips from the pleasant full-belly massage. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "crush">> <<if _roxanne>> <<if !_firstCrush>> <<set _firstCrush to true>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Hey Roxanne, give me a hand with something real quick..." you say, a vicious grin spreading across your lips as an idea strikes you. "What? I'm not going to--" "Oh don't worry, all you need to do is lay there.~" You start to lean forward and put your weight on your belly... <<if ($turn > 1)>>except this time you're not just taunting her<<else>>but you're not just doing it to taunt her<</if>>. You keep going, shifting onto your hands and knees and pushing your belly down against the girl underneath you as hard as you can. She starts to kick her legs and slap at your belly with what little leverage she can get, trying to voice some protest but unable to get anything intelligible out with your gut smothering her. "G-Get off..!" Vickey grunts, clearly strained from the pressure of being crushed between the two of you. You hold your position until your arms start to tremble from the exertion, then finally ease up... though you wait even longer before leaning back upright to give Roxanne a bit of breathing room. She takes a few deep, gasping breaths before she's able to complain about the treatment. "You're... a monster..." she sputters. <</append>> <<elseif _roll > 2>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> Seeing as it worked so well the last time, you once again shift your weight forward to smother Roxanne with your belly, crushing Vickey between you in the process. Both girls strain and struggle to keep up their resistance under the intense pressure. You hold your position until your arms start to tremble from the exertion, then finally ease up... though you wait even longer before leaning back upright, leaving Roxanne sputtering and gasping for breath by the time you finally give her a bit of breathing room. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "taunt">> <<if $turn is 0>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Yeah well, maybe if you were any good as a predator, I would be!" you chuckle, giving her a taunting pat on the back. You lean forward and push your weight down a little, slightly grinding against Roxanne below you. "Gotta say though, you guys real know how to treat a girl. A nice //*urp*// meal and a comfy seat to enjoy it on, hand delivered to me! I really appreciate it." <</append>> <<elseif !_positionTaunt and _roxanne>> <<set _positionTaunt to true>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "So, how's it going down there?" you say. You reach your arms down to slightly lift your belly, then let it drop back on Roxanne so that she knows you're talking to her and not your prey. The impact makes a satisfying slapping sound. "Nice and comfy?" "Obviously not..!" Roxanne grunts, slapping your gut in retaliation. "I think my legs are going numb..." "Oof, tough break. We've still got a while before she's churned up," you say. You lean forward to put a little more pressure on her<<if ($preyAction is "struggle") or ($preyAction is "rage")>> even as Vickey continues to squirm inside you<</if>>. "But, you guys did //*urrrp*// bring this on yourselves. What are you, girlfriends, roommates? Just two dummies that really thought they could take me on?" "Will you SHUT UP out there!?" Vickey snaps from inside you. "At least take this seriously..!" "I would if I had to, but all I'm dealing with is you two~" you chuckle, giving the bump you're pretty sure is her head a light smack. <</append>> <<elseif !_buttTaunt>> <<set _buttTaunt to true>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roxanne>>"You know, I gotta thank you for that assist earlier, Roxanne," you say<<if ($preyAction is "struggle") or ($preyAction is "rage")>>, ignoring Vickey's struggling<</if>>. "Huh..?" the girl under you grunts. "You know, pulling down her pants!" you laugh. You pat your belly. "That was probably the nicest ass I've ever eaten, and without you I never would have gotten a proper look before it was gone.~" "Oh you fucking pervert..!" Vickey grunts, giving your stomach a hard shove. "Hey, it's a compliment! <<if $buttSize > 39>>You might even //*uurp*// have me beat," you chuckle. With a smirk, you push your weight down a bit harder and start to slightly grind your hips side to side. "You got a pretty good taste of hers earlier, Roxanne, which do you think is better?" "I don't care, I just want yours off of me..!"<<else>>I hope you're nice enough to //*uurp*// share some of that with me when my stomach's done with you," you chuckle. With a smirk, you push your weight down a bit harder and start to slightly grind your hips side to side. "I could use the extra padding, right Roxanne?" "I don't care, you freak, I just want you to get off of me already..!"<</if>> Roxanne grunts. You laugh and press down a bit harder. <<else>> "You know, I gotta say, you had one of the nicest asses I've ever eaten," you say, tauntingly patting your belly to make sure you have her attention. "How many of our classmates did you pack onto that thing?" "Oh you fucking pervert..!" Vickey grunts, giving your stomach a hard shove. "There's gonna be one more padding it out soon enough!" "Yeah, //*urp*// yeah," you chuckle. "I hope you'll be nice enough to share some of that with me when my stomach's done with you<<if $buttSize > 39>>," you add. With a smirk, you slap your butt hard enough for her to hear it. "Not that I'm hurting in that department, but I could always use a little more padding.~"<<else>>.~"<</if>> <</if>> <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "damaged">> <<if $preyHealthThreshold is 2>> <<append "#digestion">> "God... damn it..!" Vickey shouts, slamming her fist against the wall of your stomach in frustration. She's clearly starting to wear down, her resistance steadily feeling more sluggish and her breathing growing heavy enough from exhaustion for you to take notice even through the muffling of your gut. "Don't you think for a second... that you're keeping me down..!" "That's what they all say," you chuckle, casually patting your belly. "I can't believe you really thought that //you// would be digesting //me// right now." @@color:chartreuse;Your stomach is taking its toll on $preyName!@@ <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "acidRise">> <<if ($acidStage is 1) and _roxanne>> <<append "#digestion">> A light, eager growl rumbles through your stomach as it starts to fully kick into gear. Faint sloshing sounds start to accompany every little movement Vickey makes inside, and you can feel your belly starting to sag just a little lower as it rests on Roxanne. You aren't the only one to notice the change. "Gross, I can feel it getting... warmer..." Roxanne says from beneath you. "How are you holding up Vick?" "I'm fine! I'll be out of here in no time!" Vickey grunts. Another groan rips through your stomach, as if it were voicing its disagreement. You smirk and give your belly a taunting pat. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<default>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</switch>>

<<Time 14.75>>\ You groan and cautiously rest a hand on the top of your gut as an intense wave of nausea washes over you. A groan that makes it visibly tremble rumbles through your stomach, Vickey's thrashing clearly starting to get the best of you. You take a deep breath and try to soothe the building ache with your hands... but it's too late. You gag and reflexively cover your mouth as your stomach violently contracts around your prey. <<if $noShake>>"Yes, we did... it... oh shit..." Roxanna says, starting to cheer but quickly trailing off. She starts to frantically slap one of her hands against your belly to try and get your attention. "Please move..! MOVE! C'mon just, like, slide to the side or something..!" Your throat is forced to stretch as Vickey's body gets pushed out of your stomach, quickly rising back towards your mouth. You make a weak attempt to swallow her back down, but all that accomplishes is sending a flash of pain through your chest and only briefly delaying the inevitable. Having learned your lesson, you accept defeat and help your body force her out as quickly as possible instead to get it over with. Like Roxanne feared, your prey crashes down right on top of her, leaving both of them coated in all sorts of slimy fluids even though only one was subjected to an acid bath. She's easily able to shake you off of her now that you're weakened from spilling your guts and no longer have an extra person's weight to keep her pinned. While you stay hunched over in a fit of coughing on the ground, she scrambles up onto her feet, frantically trying to wipe herself off. "Gross, GROSS! Ugh, this was such a dumb idea, I've never been more humiliated..!" she says. Without even waiting to check on Vickey, she rushes off down the hall, presumably to go get cleaned up. Vickey, meanwhile, is still getting her bearings.<<else>>Vickey groans, slowly getting her bearings while you're stuck hunched over in a fit of coughing from her escape.<</if>> She's been stripped down to just her panties and cropped undershirt by your stomach, the latter now frayed and sporting several holes. You can see what used to be her top splattered on the ground, but whatever remains of her jeans must still be sitting in your aching gut. She rises up to her feet and shakes her head, then turns to glare at you. Before you can process what happened, you find yourself laying on the ground in a stunned daze. "You're lucky I'm absolutely fucking drained after that, bitch, but I'm not gonna let this go!" Vickey growls, still holding her clenched fist out from punching you a moment before. "Next time you let your guard down, you're going //right// in the cutie compactor," she pats her stomach for emphasis, "you got that?" Your only response is a groan, rubbing your cheek as you try to gather yourself after that blow. Vickey quickly raises her fist again to make you flinch, then chuckles and walks off down the hall. You sigh as you get back to your feet, frustrated at yourself for failing to stick the landing. At least you did thwart their attempt to eat //you//. You're not exactly in the mood to put anything else in your stomach right now, and you doubt there's any point in showing up to Escapism this late, so you just trudge back to your room instead and kill some time until the dining hall starts serving dinner. <<include "playerPredFail">>[[Head back to your dorm->October 28th- Dinner]]

<<Time 15>>\ You leisurely make your way back through the halls to your dorm, what remains of $lastPrey lightly bouncing along with you in your bloated gut. When you arrive, you drop back onto your bed with a sigh. You grin and rest a hand on your belly as the sudden movement kicks up a satisfying sloshing sound. <<if $ateMandyFinal and ($preyName != "escapism")>>You may have ended up skipping class after all, but with a meal this satisfying it was //definitely// worth it.<<else>>Skipping class for this was definitely the right call.<</if>><<set $preyName to "!ERR:setPreyName">> You shift back and get comfortable on your bed as your stomach churns away at the hefty meal, pulling out your laptop to pass the time. With one hand idly massaging your soft, squishy gut, you settle in to start watching the next season of a show you've been getting into, quickly getting sucked in. After pausing for a bathroom break, you take note of the time--it's a bit after five, when most people will be at the dining hall for dinner. You're still pretty stuffed with $lastPrey, but it could be nice to go just to see who's around. \ [[Go to dinner->October 28th- Dinner]] <<link "Just stay here and relax">><<replace "#choice">><<Time 18.5>><<UpdateSidebar>>\ But, you decide you're perfectly content to just kick back and relax. You pat your belly and hop back onto your bed--you've got //plenty// of food to last you the night. You return your attention to your laptop, picking up where you left off, until a while later you feel your phone buzz. It's a message from Emma: <<if $emmaRel > 3>>\ "//Hey! I'm hanging with Stacy, probably won't be back until late You wanna come join us?//" \ [[Sure->October 28th- Hang With Emma]] <<link "Nah">><<replace "#invite">>You pause to think about it for a moment, but ultimately text back: "//I think I'll pass tonight, sorry. Appreciate the invite though, hope you guys have fun!//" "//Of course! :) I'll see you later, stay safe whatever you get up to! <3//" You smile and start to put your phone away, only to get interrupted by one more text: "//Ok Stacy is insisting I tell you she thinks ur lame Not true though, doing ur own thing is totally cool//" You chuckle and reply: "//It's okay, I know she's just jealous she doesn't get as much $name time as you//" "//Haha! I'll tell her you said that Ok bye for real this time, see you later!//"<</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</link>> \ <<else>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">>\ "//BTW I'm hanging with Stacy, probably won't be back until late So don't worry if you don't see me!//" <<if $emmaRel < 0>>You roll your eyes and simply text back "//K//" before closing the conversation.<<elseif $emmaRel < 2>>You reply with a thumbs up to acknowledge the message before closing the conversation.<<else>>You smile and text back: "//Gotcha, thanks for the heads up! Have fun!//" Emma replies almost immediately: "//Thaaanks! <3//"<</if>><</if>><</replace>><</link>>\ You put away your phone for now and lean back on the bed, taking a moment to think about what to do with the rest of your night. The gym would probably be pretty quiet around now, and it might be smart to get a headstart on working off $lastPrey. The thought also crosses your mind that you did just get explicit confirmation that you have the room to yourself for a while longer... meaning you have a good opportunity for some "personal time"... \ [[Go work out->October 28th- Workout]] <<link "Masturbate">><<replace "#choice2">><<set $playerHorny += 1>><<set $outfit to "underwear">>\ True alone time can be hard to come by when you're directly sharing a space with someone like this, you would be a fool //not// to take advantage of it. After double checking that the door is locked so that you'll have a //tiny// bit of warning if Emma does come back early, you strip down to your underwear and jump back onto your bed with a grin. You pull out your laptop and let yourself get swept away by the endless catalogue of porn that is the internet... You may have gotten a little carried away as, based on how your belly is noticeably smaller than it was when you started, you're positive at least an hour has passed by the time you fully turn in the towel. Maybe you were more pent up than you thought. You stay laying on your bed for a little while, a blissful smile on your face and your body faintly glistening with sweat after the ride you gave yourself. "Was it good for you too, $lastPrey?" you say, laughing to yourself as you pat your still-bloated stomach. Then, you finally get up to cap things off with a nice, long shower. Clean and refreshed, you return to your bed to relax and pass the time in a less perverted fashion, but before long you feel your eyes start to droop and decide you may as well call it a night. [[Get ready for bed->October 28th- End of Day]]\ <</replace>><</link>> <<link "Just carry on relaxing">><<replace "#choice2">>\ Ultimately, you'd rather just kick back and enjoy some downtime. You go back to the show you were watching again, settle into a comfortable position, then let the hours slip by. Eventually, your eyes start to droop and you gradually wind down for the night, feeling ready for bed. [[Get ready for bed->October 28th- End of Day]]\ <</replace>><</link>>\

<<Time 17>>\ <<if $fullness > 0>>Deciding that it might be nice to find someone to chat with, you and what's left of $lastPrey head out into the halls to make your way over to the dining hall<<else>>You make your way across campus to the dining hall<</if>>, taking note along the way that the sky seems to be getting darker even though there are still a couple hours till sunset. It's been overcast all day, maybe rain is finally on the way. The cafeteria isn't particularly crowded tonight, but there are still quite a few tables filled. <<if $metCherry>>You notice Cherry sitting by herself at one of the tables... and look over just in time to see her shoving an entire breadstick into her mouth without any evident intention of chewing it.<<if $cherryRel < 0>> The two of you aren't on the best terms, it's probably a good idea to steer clear of her if you don't want to risk sharing its fate.<<elseif $cherryTeachAnal > 0>> Whenever you see her, you can't help thinking about the offer she made to teach you an... alternative eating method, and whether or not it would be worth it to take her up on it.<</if>><<else>>You don't <<if $metLeila>>immediately <</if>>spot any familiar faces<<if $fullness > 0>> unfortunately<</if>>, but you do find your attention drawn to one girl who's sitting on her own... on account of her not only having bright red hair, but seemingly red //eyes// as well. Your curiosity is further piqued as you watch her start to shove an entire breadstick into her mouth without any evident intention of chewing it.<</if>> While you're distracted by the strange display, <<if hasVisited("October 28th- Bump Into Alice")>>for the second time today <</if>>you fail to watch where you're going and accidentally <<if $fullness > 0>>bump your belly into a girl in a dark red beanie that was on her way up to get food<<else>>bump into a girl in a dark red beanie at the back of the line for food.<</if>> <<if $metLeila>>"Oh<<if $leilaRel < 0>>, um.... hi Leila. Sorry about that..!" you say, taking a cautious step back as you recognize who it is.<<else>>, hey Leila! Sorry about that," you say, realizing that you recognize her.<</if>> "Hmm? Oh hey, it's whatever, you're fine," she says with a shrug. <<if $leilaRel < 0>>To your relief, she doesn't seem to remember that the two of you have some bad blood.<</if>><<else>>"Oh shoot, sorry about that!" you say, immediately taking a step back. "Hmm? Oh, it's whatever, you're fine," the girl says, as if she hadn't even registered the contact until you said something. She's about your height, maybe a little shorter, with light brown skin, jet black hair that covers half of her face, and a few facial piercings. <</if>> She doesn't pay you any more attention as <<if $fullness > 0>>she carries on her way up to the buffet line. You idly rest a hand on your belly as you consider who you want to sit with--you did come here just to socialize, after all.<<else>>the two of you move through the buffet line. There's a few different types of pasta being served tonight, all freshly set out not long before you arrived. You think about where you want to sit while you fix yourself a plate.<</if>> \ <<if $cherryRel > -1>><<if $metCherry>>[[Sit with Cherry->October 28th- Dinner With Cherry]]<<else>>[[See what the strange redhead you saw on the way in is up to->October 28th- Dinner With Cherry]]<</if>> <</if>><<if $metLeila>>[[Sit with Leila->October 28th- Dinner With Leila]]<<else>>[[Introduce yourself to the girl you bumped into->October 28th- Dinner With Leila]]<</if>><<if $fullness < 1>> <<link "Socializing is for suckers">><<replace "#choice">>\ Not interested in <<if $metCherry or $metLeila>>socializing<<else>>making any new acquaintances<</if>> tonight, you just head for an empty table near the windows to enjoy a nice, quiet meal alone. You pick at your food and pass the time gazing out the window and flicking through your phone for an hour or so before deciding it's time to clean up and head back to your dorm. [[Head back to your dorm->October 28th- Evening]]<</replace>><</link>><</if>> <<if $fullness is 0>><<set $stamina to Math.min($stamina+8, $staminaMax)>><</if>>

<<Time 14.75>><<set $ateAmeliaDay8 to 1>><<set $preyName to "Amelia">><<set $preyHealthMax to 28>><<set $preyResilience to 2>><<set $preyFrustration to 0>><<set $preyExhaustion to 0>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "Amelia_PredActions">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "Amelia_Struggle">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "Amelia 2(TEXT)">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Eat Amelia 2- Failure">><<set $preySize to 5>><<set $fullness += $preySize>>\ "Ah, sorry about that," you say, stepping to the side. Once you're out of her way, the girl completely stops paying attention to you, reaching for the door handle. With your window of opportunity closing, you strike as fast as you can. Her complete disregard of you as a threat has left her wide open, and your stomach is still begging for a filling meal. You grab her hand as she reaches for the door handle, quickly stuffing it into your mouth and swallowing hard. "H-Hey, what the f--!?" Another swallow jerks her towards you, and lands her head inside your mouth. Because of her short stature, your throat pulls her up, and you have to lean forward slightly to compensate for her weight as another gulp brings her shoulders up past your lips. As you start to lift her off the ground, her legs flail beneath her, trying to knock you off balance. You have to brace yourself against the door just to comfortably slide down into a sitting position before you can grab her legs to slow the struggle, and with your next swallow you feel her head beginning to stretch out your stomach. As you start to swallow her hips, you tilt your head up, letting gravity help you get her down. When her thighs enter your throat, her kicking weakens enough for you to let go, and with a couple more gentle gulps your lips meet and your dinner is fully inside you. With one more swallow, you feel her curl up inside your bulging stomach. @@color:yellowgreen;You overpowered your prey.@@ "//*UUUUuuurp*// Phew... You know, I was expecting you to be a light dinner, but you're a lot bigger than you look!" you exclaim, lightly rubbing your stomach. "Sorry, I don't think I //*urp*// caught your name. You cool if I just call you 'Dinner'?"<<done>><<include $sceneActionsLink>><<replace "#actionReminder">><<PredActionReminder>><</replace>><</done>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "predOptions">></div>

<<if $preyHealth <= 0>> <<append "#digestion">> <<set $ateAmeliaDay8 to 2>> Amelia has clearly been using up more energy than her resting is recovering and it shows. Her periods of inactivity have gotten longer, and her struggles are weak enough that you hear her splashing in your stomach acids more than you actually feel them. The fact that every time you lightly squeeze in to stop her outbursts you dig in a little deeper only makes it more clear that the fight is over. During a particularly long break in the action, you idly press in and out with your legs, lightly fidgeting with your soft, round gut as you wait for her next escape attempt. "What's the matter?" you say, egging her on. "Come on, you had such a strong start! Don't give in now! I'm sure if you just push a little hard--//"*''OOUUURRRR''RRRRP!*"//" in the middle of your taunt, you squeeze in tighter than you intended, surprisingly finding practically no resistance as you accidentally force the excess air in your stomach up your throat. A heavy slosh accompanies you releasing the grip of your thighs on your stomach. A probing poke at your now rounded belly where Amelia's head should be only sinks down deep into soft flesh. @@color:lime;Amelia has been digested!@@ "Huh... I thought for sure you'd //*urrrp*// put up more of a last stand," you say to your gurgling stomach. You stand up, the mess that was Amelia weighing heavy within you, requiring you to support it with your arms by physically carrying your belly as you stand up. "Oof... Not that I //wanted// to spend all night in a //*urp*// bathroom. God, you're a heavy one, aren't you?" The only response from within is a light splashing accompanying your footsteps as you make your way back to your dorm. <<include "playerPredEnd">>[[Return to your dorm->October 28th- Before Dinner]] <</append>> <</if>>

<<Time 14.75>>With another heavy blow, your stomach lets out a twisted groan. Despite her inability to put up a sustained fight, her active periods //hurt//. Even with the opportunities to let your stomach rest, her assault is more than it can bear. You feel something solid start to make its way up your throat, and even when you try to swallow it back down it quickly becomes apparent that your gut isn't cooperating. <<if $preyHealthThreshold < 2>>"Fucking bitch!" Amelia shouts, her head shooting up out of your mouth. More than happy to get back to its normal size, your stomach practically does half the work in pushing the rest of her back up your throat. In seconds, Amelia is sprawled out on the floor, her clothes having completely melted away and her skin dotted with red burns. She slowly attempting to push herself up, her muscles failing her and sending her back onto the ground more than once before she finally manages to stand. "Gah... You're... so lucky the bitch I ate last week is still hanging off me... Next time I fucking see your god damn face..." "Do you //try// to swear with every sentence or are you just naturally like this?" you ask with a cough. "Can it, asshole.... There's only five pounds of her left and I'm more than happy to break my diet early." Despite what she says, the struggle clearly took a lot out of her. You're pretty sure if she tried to eat you right now, she'd pass out with you half way down her throat. She's exhausted, and pushes right past you through the bathroom door.<<else>>"Fucking bitch!" Amelia shouts, her head shooting up out of your mouth. More than happy to get back to its normal size, your stomach practically does half the work in pushing the rest of her back up your throat. In seconds, Amelia is sprawled out on the floor, slowly pushing herself up. "Gah... you're lucky the bitch I ate last week is still hanging off me. Next time I fucking see your god damned face..." "Do you //try// to swear with every sentence or are you just naturally like this?" you ask with a cough. "Can it, asshole. There's only five pounds of her left and I'm more than happy to break my diet early." Despite what she says, the struggle clearly took a lot out of her. You're pretty sure if she tried to eat you right now, she'd pass out with you half way down her throat. She's exhausted, and pushes right past you through the bathroom door.<</if>> While you're stuck slumped against the wall clutching your stomach, you're lucky enough that no one follows in after Amelia leaves to take advantage of the situation. Not interested in trying to find replacement prey after that, you decide to just go back to your dorm and kill some time until the dining hall starts serving dinner. <<include "playerPredFail">>[[Head to dinner->October 28th- Dinner]]

<<set $day8DinnerCherry to true>>\ <<if $metCherry>>\ You decide to head over to where Cherry is sitting and see what she's up to.<<if ($cherryRel < 1) and ($club is "cooking")>> You're familiar with her from Cooking Club, but you haven't really gotten to know her that well yet even halfway through the semester--it feels like a good time to change that.<</if>> You're just in time to see her finish swallowing another breadstick, sending a faint bulge sliding down her neck. She notices you approaching and winks right as she finishes gulping it down. You start to greet her, only for her to cut you off with a burp the moment you open your mouth. "Hey <<if $buttSize > 39>>sweet cheeks<<else>>$name<</if>>, enjoying the show?" she says, smirking and patting her stomach. <<if $cherryInfo4 > 0>>"Aren't breadsticks a bad pick for you?" you say with a chuckle as you sit across from her. "Toasted bread seems like it would be really scratchy going down whole like that." "//*Pfft*//, you kidding? These puppies are literally throat-shaped already," she says. "Besides, the cooks lube 'em up like crazy with garlic butter. Here, give it a try<<if $fullness > 0>>, I know you've still got room in there<</if>>!" She grabs one of her remaining breadsticks and holds it toward you, a mischievous smile on her face. You purse your lips and flick your eyes between her and the breadstick. After an awkward pause, you relent and take it from her. "Fine..." you say with a sigh. She watches you with an expectant look in her eyes as you lift it up toward your face. You sigh again, feeling your cheeks get a little warm from the attention, then open wide and shove the bread into your mouth. She's right about one thing: it's been saturated in butter so long that it's actually quite smooth, not to mention //delicious//. For the first time in a long time while trying to eat, however, you actually gag when it reaches the back of your throat--evidently, it wasn't big enough for your body to get the message it was going down whole, though it only takes a moment for you to adjust and relax your throat enough to let it through. After tilting your head back to give it a relatively straight path, a single swallow is enough to pull it deep enough for the rest to disappear behind your lips, and a second sends the whole thing on its way. You shiver slightly as you feel the odd lump slowly creep down towards your stomach. "That was... weird..." you say, clearing your throat and tapping your chest. <<if $fullness > 0>>As soon as the breadstick exits your throat, the sensation becomes lost in the churning mess already filling your gut<<else>>You absentmindedly poke at your<<if $fat > 34>>pudgy <</if>> stomach as you feel the unusual shape of the breadstick settle into it<<if $fat < 5>>--to your surprise, it's actually enough to make a slight bump on the outside<</if>><</if>>. "Definitely not better than just, you know, eating it normally." "Oh don't be a weenie, it takes practice! I knew you weren't ready though, I just wanted to see you do it," she snickers. "Anyways, what's up?"<<else>>"It's certainly... interesting," you say, taking a seat across from her. "You seem like you're enjoying yourself though." "Hey, don't knock it till you try it," she snickers. You watch as she tosses a ravioli into her mouth and swallows it whole. "So what brings you to little 'ol me today?<<if $fullness > 0>> It must be important, since it looks like you're not even here to eat.<</if>>"<<if $cherryAnalTease > 0>> She lowers her eyes a little and leans back in her seat so that you can see her point at the base of her stomach. <<if $fullness > 0>>"Looking for somewhere a bit more interesting to sit and take care of that? I bet I can handle squeezing you in.~"<<else>>"Looking to eat dinner somewhere a little more interesting? I've got an opening underneath me if you wanna share a seat.~"<</if>> "Yeah I think I'll pass on that..." you say with a nervous laugh. "Suit yourself," she chuckles. "So what's up then?"<<else>> <<if $fullness > 0>>"Guilty as charged, $lastPrey is gonna keep me full for a while still," you chuckle, patting your bloated belly. "I just wanted to chat though, it's been a while! <<else>>"Nothing in particular, we just haven't gotten a chance to talk in a while!" you say. "<</if>>How have you been?" "Pretty great, but that's a given when you're living the Cherry lifestyle," she snickers. "You better not have come to me for small talk though, what's on your mind?"<</if>><</if>>\ <<else>>\ Your curiosity getting the better of you, you head over to the table where the peculiar redhead is sitting. You're just in time to see her finish swallowing another breadstick, sending a faint bulge sliding down her neck. She notices you approaching and winks right as she finishes gulping it down. You start to greet her, only for her to cut you off with a burp the moment you open your mouth. "Howdy," she says, smirking and patting her stomach. "See something you like?" She's wearing a collared red shirt over what must be a short black tube top, her outer shirt only buttoned in the middle to leave both her modest cleavage and midriff exposed. Now that you're closer, you can tell that you weren't mistaken, her eyes definitely //are// red. She must be wearing contacts of some kind. You're also positive that she's at least a sophomore--you would //definitely// remember if a girl like this was in any of your classes. "Oh, uh, hey! You have a really bold look going on, I like it," you say. "I'm $name, mind if I sit here?" "Sure, go 'head freshie!" she chuckles. You watch with some confusion as she tosses a ravioli from her plate into her mouth and swallows it without chewing just like the breadsticks before. "I do look pretty hot, thanks for noticing<<if $buttSize > 39>>, sweet cheeks<</if>>. Name's Cherry." "Oh, fitting!" you say with a little laugh. "Nice to meet you." "Don't be so sure about that yet," she teases. "<<if $fullness > 0>>You obviously came over here just for little 'ol me, so tell me what's on your mind.<<else>>You definitely came over here like you had something on your mind, ask away.<</if>>"<</if>>\ \<<set $counter to 0>> \ <<if $cherryInfo4 < 1>> \<<linkreplace "Ask about her odd method of eating ">><<set $counter += 1>>\ <<append "#text">> "So... why do you do that with your food?" you ask, watching her put another ravioli in her mouth. "Do what?" she asks with a slight smirk, swallowing it whole. "I don't understand the question." "Like, do you ever chew anything?" "Why would I? It's not like I have to," she replies with a shrug. "It's more efficient this way, and kinda fun." "I guess, but..." you say. "But you don't get to enjoy any of the flavor just gulping it down immediately like that." "Just eat more, it balances out," she says, her tone implying that she thinks //you're// the weird one here. "We swallow entire people on the regular, what's so strange about swallowing way smaller stuff?<<if $fullness > 0>> Your gut's still way bigger than mine will be when I'm done here, and you probably ate her a couple hours ago!<</if>>" "It's... it's just different..." you reply. "Spoken like someone who doesn't have a real argument," she snickers.<<set $cherryInfo4 to 1>> <</append>><<if $counter is 2>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><<replace "#choices">><</replace>><<set $metCherry to true>><<replace "#relationship">><<if $cherryRel < 2>> <<Cherry 1>><</if>><</replace>><</if>><</linkreplace>>\ <</if>> \<<linkreplace "Talk about her look ">><<set $counter += 1>>\ <<append "#text">> "<<if $metCherry>>You know, I don't know if I've mentioned before, but you're<<else>>You're<</if>> really good at coordinating your look!" you say. "I bet it takes a lot of effort to get right, but all that red looks great on you." "Why would it take a lot of effort?" she says, cocking her head. "Well I mean, I assume you have to re-dye your hair pretty often to keep that look consistently," you reply. "Dye?" she says, leaning over the table with an incredulous look on her face. "Who said anything about dye?" "...Cherry, hair doesn't come in bright red," you say.<<if $cherryInfo1 > 0>> "Also, you've literally told me you dye it before." "Aw nuts, have I? I totally could have kept that going longer..." she says, lightly tapping her fist on the table. "Ah well, you win this round. I gotta dye it every three weeks or so to stop my roots from showing." "Well, that's not too bad," you say. She narrows her eyes a little as you reflexively--and evidently not very subtly--glance up to see if you can spot any of her natural color right now. "Now I'm realizing price is probably the bigger thing... how much do you spend on contacts?" She stares at you for a moment. An impish smile spreads across her lips. "Contacts?" she says. "Who said anything about contacts?" "Alright, yeah, I should have seen that coming," you laugh. "I'll back off." "You better! <<if $cherryInquiry1 > 1>>You ought to know what happens to people who get a little too nosy by now~<<else>>Ask too many questions like that and <<if $buttSize > 39>>those juicy cheeks of yours will be padding out mine<<else>>you'll be filling out my shorts<</if>> before long~<</if>>" she snickers.<<else>> "Oh yeah, then why does the term 'redhead' exist, hmm?" she says with a smirk. "Maybe mine //is// just like this." "Redhead refers to... orange hair, for some reason," you say. "I'm not a language expert. I know there's no way that's natural though. But now I'm curious: what //is// your natural hair color?" "Ooo, strike one $name," Cherry chuckles, a somewhat menacing glint in her eye. "Everyone that gets too nosy on that question ends up finding out the hard way whether or not the carpet matches the drapes.~" "...huh?" you say. "I mean I shove them up my butt," she explains. "...yeah I guess that doesn't quite track, I'll have to workshop it..." "O-Oh, got it," you say with a nervous laugh. "Sorry... So I'm guessing your eyes--" "Worse," she confirms. "Yep, alright, I'll just, uh, mind my own business then..." you chuckle. "Great, that's the spirit!" she says. "It totally does, by the way." "Wh-What does what?" "The carpet, it matches. I dye my pubes too," she clarifies. <<if ($cherryRel > 1) and ($cherryDay6FullTour or $day7FedAlexToCherry or $analByCherry)>>You squint at her, then subtly shake your head. "...no you don't," you say, deciding to call her on it even if it means bringing up your... past escapades. "I've seen you bottomless before Cherry, you shave." "Hehe, you think about that often enough to remember still, huh? Liked what you saw that much?" she teases. "Memorable doesn't necessarily mean good," you shoot back. You feel like you may have walked into a trap. "Sure, sure, keep telling yourself that," she chuckles. "Anyway, sometimes I shave, sometimes I don't. Gotta keep 'em guessing, you know?" You don't know, but you nod along, not intending to make the mistake of prolonging this conversation a second time.<<else>>"Oookay, not sure I needed to know that..." you say. "Don't ask so many questions then," Cherry chuckles.<</if>><</if>><<set $cherryInfo1 to 2>> <</append>><<if $counter is 2>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><<replace "#choices">><</replace>><<set $metCherry to true>><<replace "#relationship">><<if $cherryRel < 2>> <<Cherry 1>><</if>><</replace>><</if>><</linkreplace>>\ \<<linkreplace "Bring up Halloween ">><<set $counter += 1>>\ <<append "#text">> "I hear the school is throwing a big Halloween party this week, are you gonna go?" you ask. "Wouldn't miss it for the world, are you kidding?" she laughs. "Tricks are half of the whole deal, it's the perfect day for mischief! And I love candy, because I'm not insane. It's literally the perfect holiday." "Haha, that's... worrying..." you say with a laugh. "Sounds like I should steer clear of you that night." "But then you'd miss out on all the fun! Don't be a coward, you gotta face the mischief head on, lean into it! Trust me, I'm your upperclassman, you //have// to listen to my wisdom," she says. "Besides, you'll miss my amazing costume if you steer clear of me." "Oh yeah?" you say, perking up. "Have you been working on something big? What's it gonna be?" "Haha, no! I bought one of those trashy, super skimpy costumes," she laughs. "My ass is gonna look //so// hot and no one's gonna be able to call me out 'cause it's all part of the holiday.~"<<set $cherryInfo6 to 1>> <</append>><<if $counter is 2>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><<replace "#choices">><</replace>><<set $metCherry to true>><<replace "#relationship">><<if $cherryRel < 2>> <<Cherry 1>><</if>><</replace>><</if>><</linkreplace>>\ <<if $cherryTeachAnal > 0>> \<<linkreplace "Ask her about teaching you anal vore ">><<set $counter += 1>>\ <<append "#text">> You take a deep breath as subtly as you can, preparing yourself to ask something that's been on your mind for a while. "Soooo... Cherry..." you say. You clear your throat before continuing. "A while ago you offered to, uh, give me some training..." "Oh yeah?" she replies. A knowing smirk spreads across her lips. "Training for what?" "Oh come on, you know..." you say, blushing. "What else would I ask you to teach me?" "Ah, gotcha! You want tips on coordinating your outfit, I am good at that," she says.<<if $outfit is "skimpy">> "You're doing pretty good already honestly, that's a hot look!"<</if>> "What? No that's not--" "Sorry, right, obviously you've heard about how great I am at poker, I can definitely give you some tips!" she says. "No, it's--" "Oooooh, wait, I see..." she says with an impish smile. She suddenly stands up, turns around, and hops up to sit on the table, slamming her plump butt down hard enough to <<if $fullness > 0>>almost tip over her glass<<else>>move your plate<</if>>. "You wanna learn butt stuff, huh?" she says, loud enough to make your cheeks flare up even more. "You're some kinda freak that wants to learn how to jam stuff up her backdoor?" "Y-Yes, you said you could teach me to do anal vore..!" you say meekly. "I'm interested, but... please get off the table, people are staring..." "They should, this booty deserves attention!" she laughs, leaning forward more and spanking one of her denim-clad cheeks. "And you'd better get used to it--what butt do you think is gonna be showing you the ropes if I //do// teach you?" "I... nevermind, forget I said any--" "Wednesday," she says. "Huh?" "Come to my dorm Wednesday night after <<if $club is "cooking">>club<<else>>Cooking Club<</if>> is over, and we'll start whipping that ass of yours into shape," she says, finally sliding off the table to return to her seat. "Room L225." "G-Got it, thank you!" you say sheepishly. "The pleasure's all mine.~"<<set $cherryTeachAnal to 2>><<set $cherryInfo3 to 1>><<set $cherryDorm to true>><<set $playerFreak += 1>> <</append>><<if $counter is 2>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><<replace "#choices">><</replace>><<set $metCherry to true>><<replace "#relationship">><<if $cherryRel < 2>> <<Cherry 1>><</if>><</replace>><</if>><<replace "#booty">> Before she's made it too far, she stops and turns her head back at you. She leans forward slightly and spanks herself, grinning. "See you Wednesday<<if $buttSize > 39>>, remember to bring that dumpy of yours with you<</if>>!~" You give her a slight nod, though quickly avert your gaze in embarrassment, certain that she's managed to draw attention from others in the dining hall again. Once she's a decent ways ahead of you, you get up to return to your own room.<</replace>><</linkreplace>>\ <</if>> \ \ The two of you keep chatting for a while, <<if $fullness > 0>>Cherry slowly working through her plate without chewing a thing while you just sit back and let your stomach churn away at what's left of $lastPrey<<else>>slowly working through your meals between bits of conversation. You're pretty positive that she never once actually chewed any of her food<</if>>. <<if !$metCherry>>She's certainly a bit strange, but you definitely don't regret coming over to meet her.<<else>>She's still as strange as ever, but it makes for fun conversation.<</if>> Eventually, Cherry stretches her arms and rises to her feet.<<if !$metCherry>> Now that she's standing, you can see that she's wearing denim booty shorts despite the cold weather, paired with thigh-high pink and red striped stockings to compensate... though one of them is noticeably shorter than the other.<<else>> Now that she's standing, you can see that she's still wearing her usual outfit: denim booty shorts, even as the weather continues to get colder, with thigh high stockings to try and compensate. Except you've never seen her wearing a matching pair--they're always the same pink and red striped pattern, but one side is always shorter than the other, barely coming past her knee while the other reaches almost up to the edge of her shorts.<</if>> "Alright, I think it's about time to call it," she says. She lightly presses on her stomach, pushing out a small burp, then nods her head as if that confirmed something for her. "Yep, <<if !$metCherry>>I'll catch you later freshie!<<else>>I'll see you around $name<</if>>!" "<<if !$metCherry>>Bye, it was nice meeting you!<<else>>See ya<</if>>!" you say, waving to her as she walks off to return to her room. Not long after, you follow her lead. [[Head back to your dorm->October 28th- Evening]]

<<set $day8DinnerLeila to true>>\ Noticing that she's alone, you decide to go over and sit with <<if $metLeila>>Leila. <<if $leilaRel < 0>>It's been a while since your unfortunate meeting back during the Monday Massacre, maybe you can make a better impression now.<<else>>You haven't seen her in a while and it would be nice to catch up.<</if>><<else>>the girl you accidentally bumped into. You have to assume she's an upperclassman since you don't even vaguely recognize her, but she seemed nice enough and you'd like to make sure there's no hard feelings.<</if>> She has a pair of headphones on and doesn't seem to notice you over her music until you've already sat down across from her. <<if !$metLeila>>"Oh, hey," she says. She pulls one side of her headphones away from her ear, still slightly bobbing her head to the beat of her music. "Sorry, do I know you?" "Um, not really, I'm $name! I wanted to apologize again for walking into you before," you say. "Right, right. Yeah don't worry about it, I probably wasn't paying attention," she says with a wave of her hand. "Isn't that... kinda dangerous around here?" you ask, hurrying to get another word in when you see her starting to put her headphones back on. "Not paying attention like that, I mean." "Eh, it's worked out so far," she says with a shrug. "People usually don't get rowdy in the dining hall anyway." "Fair enough. And you're a... sophomore?" "Yep. Sorry I'm not very good at it, I can try to be scarier if you want," she answers with a dry laugh. "No, I think you're doing fine," you chuckle. "Mind if I sit here?" "Go for it," she says with another shrug. "I'm Leila, by the way." "Nice to meet you!"<<else>><<if $leilaRel < 0>>"Oh, hey," she says. She squints her eyes a little, giving you a suspicious look as she slides off her headphones. "Where do I know you from, you seem kinda familiar..." <<if $day5LunchSamAndLeila>>"<<if $samRel > 1>>I'm friends with Sam<<else>>I know Sam<</if>>," you hastily reply, <<if $eatenByLeila>>hoping to keep her from remembering your trip into her stomach<<else>>hoping she won't remember your actual first meeting<</if>>. "We've all hung out before." "Oh! Yeah, right, sorry," she says. "You're... uh..." "$name," you say with a slight laugh. "Yeah it was right on the tip of my tongue," she chuckles. "Mind if I sit here?" "Go for it," she replies with a shrug.<<else>>"Um, I bumped into you just a little while ago," you hastily reply, <<if $eatenByLeila>>hoping to keep her from remembering your trip into her stomach<<else>>hoping she won't remember your actual first meeting<</if>>. "I wanted to apologize again for that." "Hmm... no I feel like it was something else... ah well, if I can't think of it it must not be important," she says with a shrug. "No worries about that, I probably wasn't paying attention." "Cool. I'm $name, mind if I sit here?" "Go for it," she says with another shrug. "I'm Leila, by the way."<</if>><<else>>"Oh hey again!" she says, sliding off her headphones. "Long time no see." "Yeah, you're pretty hard to track down most days," you say with a smirk. "I'm glad I bumped into you! Not as glad that it was so literal though, sorry about that." "Hey, it's fine. Being easily overlooked is my specialty, it's not your fault," she chuckles. "Well at a place like this that's actually a pretty good skill to have!" you reply. "Mind if I sit here?" "Nah, go for it."<</if>><</if>> You make a bit more small talk as <<if $fullness > 0>>she picks at her meal<<else>>the two of you dig into your meals<</if>>, but much to your chagrin she puts her headphones back on as soon as there's a notable pause in the conversation. After a couple minutes, it becomes clear she's content to just sit and jam out rather than chat. \<<set $counter to 0>> \ <<if $leilaInfo3 < 1>> \<<linkreplace "Ask what kind of music she's into ">><<append "#text">><<set $counter += 1>> "So Leila, what kind of music are you into?" you ask<<if $counter is 1>>, hopefully loud enough for her to hear<</if>>. "Oh don't even get me started!" Leila says, immediately perking up<<if $counter is 1>> and taking off her headphones<</if>>. "That's such an impossible question for me. Like, what do you mean 'what kind?' I don't have an answer to that, I just like music!" "Well I mean, like, what's your favorite genre?" you clarify. "How could I choose! So many of them are so good in totally different ways," she says with a grin. "Like, depending on the mood, or the day, hard rock could be what I'm feeling, but then sometimes I'm more feeling EDM, and even a lot of classical stuff is really great..." She continues to ramble about various types of music for a bit while you just nod along, only somewhat following what she's saying but glad to have caught her attention. After a while her rant regains some focus. "Oh, but I do have a favorite artist! You ever heard of Lorelai Rose?" she asks, pulling her sweatshirt forward a little to pull your attention to the logo. It's a skull with a big rose behind it and hearts in the eyes. "Can't say I have," you reply. "Ugh, you're missing out, she's so good! I think technically her stuff falls under alternative rock, she has this really unique blend of electronic synths with hard rock, god I love it..." Leila gushes. "Plus I just love her as a person. Like, she's funny, gorgeous, has a fantastic voice, and can shred on the guitar. That's like everything I wish I was." "Wow, high praise," you chuckle. "Hey, no lie: I'd let her eat me if she wanted," she says with a laugh.<<set $leilaInfo3 to 1>> <</append>><<if $counter > 1>><<replace "#choice">><</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><<replace "#relationship">><<if $leilaRel < 2>> <<Leila 1>><</if>><<set $metLeila to true>><</replace>><</if>><</linkreplace>>\ <</if>> \<<linkreplace "Ask about her club ">><<set $counter += 1>>\ <<append "#text">> <<if $leilaInfo1 is 0>>"Are you in one of the clubs here?" you ask<<if $counter is 1>>, taking a shot in the dark to try and get a conversation going again<<else>>, trying to keep the conversation going<</if>>. "Yep, been in the Music Club since I started here," she replies<<if $counter is 1>>, taking off her headphones again<</if>>. "Nice! Is that for making music, or talking about it?" you ask. "Both. Well, not for me, I'm not good with any instruments," she says with a sigh. "But yeah, some people in club are musicians and play their own stuff, some of 'em are pretty good at it too.<<else>>\ "How have things been going in music club?" you ask<<if $counter is 2>>, trying to keep the conversation going<</if>>. "Pretty good!" she replies<<if $counter is 1>>, taking off her headphones again<</if>>. "We've had some great discussions, and even on the boring days me and Sam manage to make our own fun." "Nice. You guys play anything, or just, like, discuss and share music?" "Me and Sam? Nah, neither of us know any instruments," Leila replies. "Some people in club do though, and some of 'em are pretty good at it too.<</if>><<if $minaEnd is "alive">> Like there's this one tiny blonde girl that's //amazing// at playing the piano. I don't know how she does it with those tiny hands..." "Oh, you mean Mina?" you say with a smile. "I'd love to hear her play some time." "Yep, <<if $leilaInfo1 > 0>>sorry, forgot you two were friends<<else>>that's her<</if>>," she says. "I'm kinda jealous honestly, I wish I had that kind of talent."<<else>> Kinda jealous honestly."<</if>> "Well, it's not too late to start learning to play something!" you say. "Eh, I've tried before, never seems to work out," she says with a shrug. "Probably just wasn't meant to be."<<set $leilaInfo1 to 1>><<set $leilaInfo6 to 1>> <</append>><<if $counter is 2>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><<replace "#choice">><</replace>><<replace "#relationship">><<if $leilaRel < 2>> <<Leila 1>><</if>><<set $metLeila to true>><</replace>><</if>><</linkreplace>>\ \<<linkreplace "Bring up Halloween ">><<set $counter += 1>>\ <<append "#text">> "I hear the school is throwing a big Halloween party this week, are you gonna go?" you ask<<if $counter is 1>>, hopefully loud enough for her to hear<</if>>. "Nah, seems like a hassle. I'll just be chilling in my room that night," she replies<<if $counter is 1>>, taking off her headphones again<</if>>. "Rach really wants me to go though so I've been avoiding her." "Well I think it could be fun!" you say. "It'll be cool to see everyone dressed up. Are you maybe just not really a fan of Halloween in general?" "Eh, tough to say. I do like the vibe, but coming up with a costume and all that is such a pain. I stopped bothering way back in like middle school," she says. "Also, literally all Halloween themed music is terrible, so it loses points there." "Aw c'mon, all of it? What about... um..." "Yeah, exactly," she snickers. "Completely unmemorable, it's somehow even more hokey and generic than Christmas music. Which I guess is kind of an achievement." "...Spooky Scary Skeletons..?" you finally offer after wracking your brain. "I //know// you're not seriously suggesting that as a //legitimately good// song," she laughs. "There's some classical stuff that's been kinda co-opted as being associated with Halloween I guess, but those don't really count. It's just too forced of a theme for anything with real passion behind it to be made, I think." <</append>><<if $counter is 2>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><<replace "#choice">><</replace>><<replace "#relationship">><<if $leilaRel < 2>> <<Leila 1>><</if>><<set $metLeila to true>><</replace>><</if>><</linkreplace>>\ \<<linkreplace "Wait for her to talk">><<replace "#choice">>\ Drawing a blank and feeling like you've pretty much exhausted your options without getting too nosy, you decide to leave the ball in her court. You had a little bit of conversation going there for a bit and she seems fine with you being here, so surely she'll eventually bring something up on her own instead of leaving all the talking to you, right? Wrong. <<if $counter > 0>>She puts her headphones back on before long, once again getting lost in her music.<<else>>She's completely lost in her music.<</if>> You sit in awkward silence <<if $fullness > 0>>flicking through your phone<<else>>eating your dinner<</if>> as it becomes increasingly clear that she legitimately might have forgotten you were there, though at this point //you've// been quiet long enough that it feels strangely rude to suddenly start talking again now. Your worry is confirmed when she gets up to leave without a word once her plate it clear. "Uh, bye?" you say as she starts to walk off. "Huh?" she says, perking up a little and turning back to you. "Oh yeah, sorry, see ya." @@color:yellow;You didn't make much of an impression with Leila.@@<<set $metLeila to true>> You sigh as she walks off, not entirely satisfied with how that encounter went. Still, it could have gone a lot worse. Left on your own, <<if $fullness > 0>>you don't see much reason to stick around and quickly follow her lead<<else>>you quickly finish up your meal so you can head back to your dorm<</if>>. [[Head back to your dorm->October 28th- Evening]] <</replace>><</linkreplace>> \ The two of you keep chatting while <<if $fullness > 0>>she eats<<if $leilaRel < 1>>--she never really seems to care or acknowledge that you came over here just to talk to her rather than get dinner yourself<</if>><<else>>you eat<</if>>. She's not the most talkative, but once you've gotten things moving a little you're able to keep up a pleasant conversation. Not long after she finishes eating, she gets up to leave. "Well, I gotta get going," she says. "I'll see you around." <<if $leilaRel > 0>>"What have you got planned for the rest of the night?" you ask before she starts to walk off. "Eh, not much. Probably just gonna chill in my room, kick back and relax for a while," she says with a shrug. \ [[Mind if I join you?->October 28th- Hang Out With Leila]] <<link "Have a good time">><<replace "#lastchoice">>"Nice, sounds like a good plan to me," you say. "I'll see you later!" With one last wave, she turns to head back to her room. Not long after, you follow her lead. [[Head back to your dorm->October 28th- Evening]]<</replace>><</link>><<else>>"See ya!" you say, waving to her as she walks off to return to her room. Not long after, you follow her lead. [[Head back to your dorm->October 28th- Evening]]<</if>>

<<Time 18.5>>\ You make your way back to your dorm, finding that you still have it all to yourself when you return. <<if hasVisited("October 28th- Escapism")>>Emma must still be hanging out with <<if $emmaRel > 1>>Stacy<<else>>her friend<</if>>. As if on cue<<else>>Right as you're starting to wonder where Emma has been<</if>>, you feel your phone buzz with a message from her: <<if $emmaRel > 3>>\ "//Hey! I'm <<if hasVisited("October 28th- Escapism")>>still <</if>>hanging with Stacy, probably won't be back until late You wanna come join us?//" \ [[Sure->October 28th- Hang With Emma]] <<link "Nah">><<replace "#invite">>You pause to think about it for a moment, but ultimately text back: "//I think I'll pass tonight, sorry. Appreciate the invite though, hope you guys have fun!//" "//Of course! :) I'll see you later, stay safe whatever you get up to! <3//" You smile and start to put your phone away, only to get interrupted by one more text: "//Ok Stacy is insisting I tell you she thinks ur lame Not true though, doing ur own thing is totally cool//" You chuckle and reply: "//It's okay, I know she's just jealous she doesn't get as much $name time as you//" "//Haha! I'll tell her you said that Ok bye for real this time, see you later!//"<</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</link>> \ <<else>>\ "//BTW I'm <<if hasVisited("October 28th- Escapism") and ($emmaRel > 1)>>still <</if>>hanging with Stacy, probably won't be back until late So don't worry if you don't see me!//" <<if $emmaRel < 0>>You roll your eyes and simply text back "//K//" before closing the conversation.<<elseif $emmaRel < 2>>You reply with a thumbs up to acknowledge the message before closing the conversation.<<else>>You smile and text back: "//Gotcha, thanks for the heads up! Have fun!//" Emma replies almost immediately: "//Thaaanks! <3//"<</if>><<done>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</done>><</if>> You put away your phone for now and lean back on the bed, thinking about how you want to spend the rest of the night. The gym would probably be pretty quiet around now, it could be a good time to go get a workout in. The thought also crosses your mind that you did just get explicit confirmation that you have the room to yourself for a while... meaning you have a good opportunity for some "personal time"... \ [[Go work out->October 28th- Workout]] <<link "Masturbate">><<replace "#choice">><<set $playerHorny += 1>><<set $outfit to "underwear">>\ True alone time can be hard to come by when you're directly sharing a space with someone like this, you would be a fool //not// to take advantage of it. After double checking that the door is locked so that you'll have a //tiny// bit of warning if Emma does come back early, you strip down to your underwear and jump back onto your bed with a grin. You pull out your laptop and let yourself get swept away by the endless catalogue of porn that is the internet... You may have gotten a little carried away as, while you weren't paying close attention to the time, you're positive at least an hour has passed by the time you fully turn in the towel. Maybe you were more pent up than you thought. You stay laying on your bed for a little while, a blissful smile on your face and your body faintly glistening with sweat after the ride you gave yourself, then get up to cap things off with a nice, long shower. Clean and refreshed, you return to your bed to relax and pass the time in a less perverted fashion, but before long you feel your eyes start to droop and decide you may as well call it a night. [[Get ready for bed->October 28th- End of Day]]\ <</replace>><</link>> <<link "Just kick back and relax for the rest of the night">><<replace "#choice">>\ Ultimately, you'd rather just kick back and enjoy some downtime. You pull out your laptop, settle into a comfortable position, then let the hours slip by. Eventually, your eyes start to droop and you gradually wind down for the night, feeling ready for bed. [[Get ready for bed->October 28th- End of Day]]\ <</replace>><</link>>\

<<Time 18.5>><<set $day8LeilaHangout to 1>><<set $leilaDorm to true>><<set $leilaInfo7 to 1>><<set $leilaInquiry1 to 1>><<set $leilaPrey.push({name: "Katie", status: "fodder", details: "her roommate"})>>\ "Mind if I join you?" you ask. "I don't really have anything going on tonight either, we could chill and hang out together!" Leila shrugs. "Yeah, sure, works for me," she says. <<if $fullness < 1>>After quickly taking care of your own plate, you<<else>>You<</if>> follow her upstairs and out of the dining hall. It doesn't take long to arrive at her dorm--she's in Room L234, pretty much right around the corner from the dining hall balcony. Leila unlocks the door and heads inside--you're half afraid that she forgot you were tagging along considering she hasn't said anything else since agreeing, so you make sure to follow closely behind. Her room is much neater than you were--perhaps rudely--expecting from her. There's a discarded sock laying on the ground and her bed is clearly well used, but otherwise the space is almost tidier than your own<<if $samDorm>>, and //certainly// not as bad as the disaster zone Sam lives in<</if>>. The walls are covered with posters that seem to all be album covers or otherwise band related. At least three separate ones match the design on her sweatshirt, and there are even a couple more that you think //might// still be for <<if $leilaInfo3 > 0>>Lorelai Rose<<else>>the same band<</if>> that just don't feature that exact logo, though there are a few others that are clearly distinct, like one featuring an abstract hand floating in the sky with an emoticon face above it. Leila plops down onto her bed, pulling out her phone and lounging back without a word. You feel a buzz from your own phone and take a moment to check it--it's Emma letting you know she's <<if hasVisited("October 28th- Escapism")>>still hanging out with Stacy<<else>>hanging out with her friend Stacy<</if>> and won't be back at the dorm until later. <<if $emmaRel > 3>>She asks if you want to join them, but you politely let her know you already have plans before turning your attention back to Leila.<<elseif $emmaRel > 1>>You thank her for the heads up and let her know you're in the same boat, then turn your attention back to Leila.<<else>>You don't bother replying right now, instead returning your attention to Leila.<</if>> "Um... do you have a roommate?" you ask, eying the other bed. It's set like someone else was using it, but you're also noticing that Leila's posters are covering both sides of the room. "Oh, nah, go 'head and take that bed if you want," she replies. "Nice, thanks," you say, taking a seat. "I feel like most upperclassmen I've met don't, are singles just an option after freshman year or something?" "Sorta, but that's not what happened with me. The school technically has enough dorms that they can support a full four years of students with way less losses each year than ever actually happens, so upperclassmen can request to get their own room if one is available," she explains, shifting one side of her headphones off her ear. "Naturally, I'm literally the only person I know of that requested a single but still got stuck with someone." "Ah, that sucks. I take it you solved the problem yourself, then?" you say with a <<if $pacifist>>nervous laugh<<else>>smirk<</if>>. "Yep. Katie was way too high energy for me, then one day a couple weeks in she was being //super// aggro and getting on my case while I was just trying to chill, so I had her for dinner," Leila explains. <<if $totalPrey > 2>>"Ha, nice! Definitely the right move, if she was dumb enough to antagonize the person she shares a room with here she was gonna get eaten anyways," you chuckle.<<else>>"Yeah, I guess that's fair enough," you say. "How dumb can you be to antagonize the person you share a room with here?"<</if>> "Right! Like, the vibe was all wrong for us to be friends from the start, but I was fine to let her do her thing until she started fucking with my me time," Leila chuckles. "It's pretty great though, I hated having a roommate." "Yeah, it's definitely been a bit of an adjustment having to share a space like that<<if $emmaRel > 2>>, though I lucked into a pretty great one<</if>>," you say. "Don't have any siblings so I've never had to before." "Same here, just me and my mom," she says, her tone shifting to be a bit flatter by the end. "I'm getting a sense that she's maybe not a great 'roommate' either?" you say. "Nah, she's just..." She waves her hand in a very unclear gesture, then shakes her head, trailing off without actually finishing the thought. "Gotcha... so, um..." you say, trying to keep the conversation going before she sinks back into her music. "You ate your roommate. How often do you snack on your other classmates?" "Sam always asks about this too, I think you freshmen are way too worried about getting some kinda high score," Leila chuckles. "I just eat people when I feel like it, I don't keep track. Not my classmates very often--people in town are way easier to deal with, and I wanna relax when I've got a big meal, y'know?" "<<if $pacifist>>Sure, I'll take your word for it<<else>>Yeah, I guess I can get that<</if>>," you say. She nods... then turns her attention to her phone and slips her headphones back on. <<if ($minaEnd is "alive") and $minaPhone>>You sigh and lean back on the bed, trying to think of the best way to keep her engaged. [[Invite Mina to join you->Hang Out With Leila- Mina]] <<link "Ask about the music she's listening to">><<replace "#choice">><</replace>><<replace "#relationship">><<if $leilaRel < 3>> <<Leila 1>><</if>><</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</link>> <<else>>You sigh... then perk up as the obvious route to keeping her engaged occurs to you.<<done>><<replace "#relationship">><<if $leilaRel < 3>> <<Leila 1>><</if>><</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</done>><</if>> "What are you listening to right now?" you ask. "Hmm? Oh, it's Lorelai Rose's new single: 'Phantom Pang'!" she replies. "Came out a few weeks ago but I've been really loving it." <<if $leilaInfo3 > 0>>"Oh nice, she's your favorite artist, right?" you say. You smirk and take an exaggerated look around at the multiple Lorelai Rose posters she has hanging up. "Hell yeah, my rankings change a lot but she's got the top spot absolutely locked down," Leila chuckles. "Oh shit, you're not really familiar with her, right?" "Not particularly, no." "Perfect, let's change that!" she says, sitting up with a grin.<<else>>"Lorelai Rose? I don't think I've heard of her before," you say. "WHAT?" Leila says, bolting upright. "We're at Saint Miluina's and her whole claim to fame is that she's a predator icon, how have you not at least //heard// of her?" "Um... maybe I just forgot the name? I do feel like I've heard of some vore-themed rockstar before." "Well we're gonna fix this!" Leila chuckles.<</if>> "Let's have a little listening party for her first album, right now! Well, I guess two people and nothing else happening isn't really a 'party', but you know what I mean." "Sure! That sounds like a great idea," you reply with a smile. It occurs to you that you don't think you've //ever// just sat and done nothing but listen closely to music, but if Leila's this excited you're down to give it a try. "Nice! Alright hang on a second, I've got a better speaker around here somewhere," she says. She hops off the bed and kneels down to rummage through a box underneath it. "Lorelai, like, exploded onto the scene with her debut album, she didn't even have any public singles before it released but the opening track 'The Hunger' turned into a megahit<<if $leilaInfo3 > 0>>--I think I might have shown you that one before<</if>>." She finds what she's looking for and places a big speaker with a dock for her phone on her bedside table. "Personally even if we're talking just broad appeal, best for casual listening songs I think 'Beelzebub' kinda blows it out of the water and deserves more recognition, but I'm getting ahead of myself," she chuckles. "You ready?" "Bring it on!" you say with a laugh. "Alright, here we go! Get yourself ready for the one and only Lorelai Rose's debut album: 'Girl Eats World'!" She drops her phone into the dock and hits play, then jumps back onto her bed with a grin as the first song starts up. There's a melodic, electronic baseline with a dominant guitar riff playing over it. After an explosive intro, the guitar fades into the background as a woman begins to sing. You're immediately impressed by the vocals. "Hey, this is pretty good!" you say. "I know, right? Strap in, 'cause there's not a single miss on this whole album!" she says. "Well, some people would argue with me there but--eh, we'll get to it." You sit back and get comfortable on the bed, letting yourself get lost in the music when you can... though Leila frequently interrupts you to give extra context or details about a song, or just explain her thoughts and gush about why she likes it. Even so, you can't really be mad--the music //is// good and you're enjoying how excited Leila is about it despite surely having listened to it dozens of times before. There's a nice variety in the songs--most of it is pretty firmly rock, but a few drift a bit closer to pop territory, and at least one had almost an EDM vibe. The only definite constant is the heavy leading guitar and Lorelai's incredible voice. Of course, you're mostly deferring to Leila's judgment on things here. You're particularly impressed by the song "Beelzebub" that Leila mentioned earlier--mixing an organ with electric guitars was a wild choice, but she somehow made it work. A little past the midway point of the album, Leila really perks up as the next song starts up. "Okay, so this is 'Swallow you!', the one I started to talk about earlier! It catches a lot of flak that I guess isn't entirely unwarranted, but in a lot of ways it's one of my favorites on the album!" she says. "Basically, it's //intentionally// presented as this really generic, vapid song that comes off as just, like, a 'haha isn't vore great' hype anthem on a casual listen." You nod along as she explains--you did indeed cringe a little at the first chorus when she was basically just repeatedly threatening to "swallow you", as the title suggests. "But! But, if you actually listen and think about the lyrics, the song is all about someone who's really struggling with their self worth and lashing out at the world because of it, pushing everyone away--and y'know, eating them for the most part--and hiding behind a facade of 'I'm a great predator that can eat whoever they want, I don't need anything else!' instead of opening up to anyone," Leila says. "And you'd at least assume that the person in the song is Lorelai--which is what makes it so brilliant! Just like what she's doing with her aggressive predation in the lyrics, she made the song brash and cliche in a way that really stands out from the rest to push people away from it, because she's still scared of confronting those feelings." "Wow, that's... a really good analysis!" you say, a stunned expression on your face. You can definitely see what she's getting at too when you listen closely to exactly what the lyrics are leading up to the next chorus: //"Oh I know what's in your head, no, you don't have to say it! Oh you come to try and beg: 'Girl, you'll end up all alone!' Honey, you don't have to say it! Oh I know that I'm not strong, I'm a dummy, I'm a wreck! Oh I know I can't atone, but you know what I can do? Swallow you! (Swallow You!)"// A few songs later, as you near the end of the album, you're caught off guard by a much slower melody led by an acoustic guitar. Leila starts to slightly sway along with the rhythm. "Bit of a change of pace, right?" she chuckles. "I'll say," you reply. You perk up as a violin starts to ease in to accompany the guitar. "It's really pretty though!" "Yeah, this isn't exactly casual listening material, but I really love it! It's called 'Still With Me', it's one of the only ones that doesn't have //any// direct references to eating people," Leila says. "But, Lorelai has said this song is about her sister... who was also her first ever prey. She loved her, but ended up eating her over some argument she barely even remembers now back when she was a 'dumb, impulsive teen' that didn't fully understand the consequences yet." "That's... really sad..." "Yeah..." Leila replies with a solemn nod. Then she suddenly laughs. "Sorry, sorry, it's not funny--as this story will prove actually. I was just reminded of this time that some jackass in a TV interview, after hearing that explanation, decided to ask her if the title 'Still With Me' was referring to her tits or ass. And Lorelai //immediately// ate him right there on camera, zero hesitation, then demanded that they kept rolling with him trapped in her gut until the planned time was up instead of just storming off right then and there. God she's incredible..." The somber song ends, though it transitions so smoothly into the final track, "Satiate", that you don't even notice until Leila starts talking about it. And it goes //hard//. After a slow buildup to lean back into hard rock from the acoustic sound of "Still With Me", it blows up into what must be the highest energy track on the album to send the listener off with a bang. You're particularly struck by the fact that the violin from the prior song actually sticks around despite the shift back to electric guitars, making for a very unique sound that strangely fits the climactic nature of the song perfectly. You and Leila are on your feet rocking out together by the end. "This has got to be one of my all time faves!" Leila cheers. "Oh my god, she ends almost all of her concerts with this and she always does this thing where she has the audience keep chanting the chorus while she really drags out the outro melody. I've //gotta// get to one some day, I bet that's electric!" "Oh I bet she can do some great crowd work with this," you say. "She ever come around here?" "I've got my fingers crossed! No dates yet but she's said she's gonna be doing a tour early next year, and other than one set that was overseas she's done a show in a city near here every time she's gone on the road," Leila says. "But who cares about that right now, what did you think? Did you love it!?" She proceeds to drill you on your thoughts about the album, clearly excited to have a chance to discuss it with someone new. You struggle to match her level of interest, but that's fine because before long you're mostly listening to her gush about her thoughts on the songs. You find yourself impressed at the depth she gets into analyzing things, even getting into music theory that you can't quite follow. After a while, the conversation finally slows and a yawn overtakes Leila. "Agreed," you chuckle, getting struck by a yawn of your own. "Might be time to call it a night." "Yeah, good call," she replies. She leans back and starts to finally put her headphones back on, but pauses. "Hey, uh, this was pretty fun though! We should hang out again some time." "Yeah, for sure! I'll hold off on listening to any other Lorelai Rose songs so you can see my first impressions." you say with a smile. "Have a good night!" [[Head back to your room->October 28th- End of Day]]

<<Time 18.75>><<set $minaInfo1 to 2>><<set $minaDorm to true>><<set $day8LeilaHangout to 2>>\ "Hey, would you mind if I invited Mina to come join us?" you say. The two of them didn't exactly have the best first encounter, but from what you recall they've gotten along pretty well since meeting again in Music Club. "Oh yeah, sure! See if she'll bring her keyboard," Leila says, briefly looking up from her phone with a smile. "Always love to hear her play in club." "Ooo, great idea!" you say. You quickly shoot off a text to the tiny girl. After a minute or two, she responds: //"Certainly, I would love to $name! Could you come assess me with moving my keyboard? *assist My apologies, I did not notice that until after I hit send."// "Alright, I'm gonna go pick her up," you say, chuckling as you put your phone away. "Be back in a minute, don't lock me out!" Leila briefly glances over and gives you a thumbs up before returning her attention to her phone. You get up and head out of the room, making your way through the halls and back across to Karbo, then down to Room K150. Just a few seconds after you knock, the door swings open. "Hello $name! It is good to see you," she says with a small smile. "Hey Mina! How's it going?" you reply. "I am doing well! I was actually in the middle of practice already when you texted me, so my keyboard is set up right by the bed," she says, welcoming you into the room. "Thank you for the assistance." "Of course! I'm really looking forward to hearing you play." You head inside, finding her keyboard positioned on a stand right next to one of the beds. It's big enough that you don't immediately notice, but on closer inspection it's clear that the keys are not quite full size--you feel like you would struggle with accidentally hitting more than one at once if you were play it. Given that smaller size, it's much heavier than you were expecting, though it's not unmanageable once you have a good grip. Mina picks up the stand, then you lead her through the halls back to Leila's dorm. "Hey, welcome back," Leila says, well after the two of you have already let yourselves into her room and started setting up the keyboard. "Hello Leila! It is good to see you outside of club, on better terms," Mina says. After you place the keyboard on the stand, she takes over adjusting things to get it positioned just right. "On better..? Oh, yeah, right, I guess that was the only time we've run into each other that wasn't club, huh," Leila chuckles. "Uh, sorry again about that..." "It is alright, we did not know each other at the time," Mina says calmly. She plays a quick scale on the keyboard, then pauses to lower the stand a little. "This school is primarily based on predation, I do not hold it against you." "Honestly, I never would have expected we'd all be hanging out together like this back on that first day," you say with a laugh.<<if $ateMina>> "Same, but mostly 'cause I assumed //you// digested her until she popped up at club," Leila says. "Hey, it was a good rescue plan!" you laugh.<</if>> "I'm glad things worked out like this though." "For sure. So Mina, how are things going with Tchaikovsky?" Leila says. "You were working through 'The Seasons', right?" "Correct! I have 'October' down well enough to play from memory if you would like to hear," Mina replies. "You know I would," Leila chuckles. Mina nods and rests her hands on the keys. She takes a deep breath, adjusts her position a little, then starts to play. The song isn't one you recognize. It's slow, somber, and a little meandering, but it sounds beautiful. She doesn't make a single mistake that you can tell, her hands gliding effortlessly over the keys. You notice that she keeps her eyes closed as she plays, immersing herself in the music and never once needing to look where she's moving her hands. Several minutes pass in no time at all as you listen to her play, until the last few trailing notes bring the song to an end. "That was great, Mina! I knew you played, but I had no idea you were this talented," you say, grinning at her. "Thank you, I am glad you enjoyed it!" she replies with a small smile. "Yeah, you're really something else!" Leila chimes in. "You're learning the set in order, right? How's 'November' going?" "Well, I thought it would be nice to wait until the month arrived due to the timing, so I have not started yet! While I take a break from 'The Seasons', I have been focused on the song 'Moon River' instead," Mina says. "It is one of my mother's favorites and I would like to surprise her the next time I am home." "Hey, good pick! That's a really pretty song," Leila says. "Is it coming along well?" "Indeed! I should be able to... Oh my, how clumsy of me! I forgot to bring my sheet music," Mina says. "One moment please, I will go get it." \ <<link "Accompany her back to her dorm">><<replace "#choice">>\ "I'll go with you," you quickly chime in. "Better safe than sorry, you know?" "Of course, thank you $name!" she replies. The two of you head back out into the halls, quickly making the trip back to Mina's dorm. You notice Alice turning the corner in your direction right when you arrive, and so hurry inside and make sure to linger for a bit to let her pass even though it takes no time at all for Mina to find what she's looking for. You're relieved you decided to come with her--she almost definitely would have walked straight into the bully if she'd been alone. Once you're sure she's passed by, the two of you return to Leila's room with the sheet music in tow. Mina quickly gets herself set up back at the keyboard. "I have not quite mastered it yet, so I apologize for any mistakes," she says. Then, she begins to play. It's another slow song, but it sounds warmer than the last, even if a little melancholy. You notice Leila humming along to the peaceful melody, slightly swaying in her seat as she gives Mina her full attention. Mina's face scrunches up a little at one point where you assume she must have messed something up, but you honestly couldn't even notice. The song ends with an impressive sweep across almost the full length of the piano that leaves you offering a round of applause. "Great work Mina, that sounded beautiful!" you say. "Thank you! I still need a bit more practice, but I almost have it down," she replies. She plays a few more songs over the course of the night, the three of you chatting and enjoying each others company whenever she takes a break. Of course, with this crowd it's almost entirely on you to keep the conversation going, but it's still a pleasant time. Eventually, things wind down and Mina starts to pack up her sheet music. "This has been lovely, but I am afraid I must turn in soon," Mina says. "I like to maintain a rather strict sleep schedule." "No worries, it's probably a good time to call it a night anyways!" you say, letting out a slight yawn. "Yeah, good call," Leila chimes in. She leans back on her bed and starts to finally put her headphones back on, but pauses. "Hey, uh, this was pretty fun though! We should all hang out again some time." "Yeah, for sure!" you say with a smile. "Here, I'll help you move the keyboard back Mina..."<<if $leilaRel < 3>> <<Leila 1>><</if>> After saying farewell to Leila, you and Mina make your way back through the halls to her dorm with her keyboard in tow. You help her get the keyboard properly packed away and she thanks you for the help, as well as for inviting her along. Then, you step back into the hall, ready to turn in for the night. [[Head back to your room->October 28th- End of Day]]<</replace>><</link>> [[She'll be fine->Hang Out With Leila- Mina: Not Fine]]

<<Time 19>><<set $aliceDorm to true>>\ "Sure, just, uh, be careful," you say, giving her a nervous smile. "Of course! I will be back shortly," she says, scurrying out into the hall. You take a seat on the bed, quietly waiting for her to return as Leila goes back to scrolling through her phone. You can't help constantly checking the time... and start to get worried as you realize that a full five minutes have passed. That's not particularly long, of course, but all she had to do was walk down two hallways and grab something that should have taken no time to find since she was just practicing before this. And considering it's Mina... "I'm, uh, gonna go check on her..." you say, jumping to your feet. "'Kay," Leila mumbles, clearly focused on something else. You hurry out into the hall and down towards Karbo to go check Mina's room. Almost immediately, you're met by a sight that confirms your fears: Alice walking out from the bridge on her way back to her dorm... with a suspiciously stuffed gut. You hurry to intercept her before she disappears into her room. "Hey, hold it!" you shout. Alice stops just in time, having unlocked but not yet opened her door. She turns to you with a scowl, resting one hand on her stomach. Her typically loose and puffy top is pulled taunt over the swell in her abdomen, though remarkably it's able to stretch enough to fully cover it, still anchored by her skirt somewhere below her distended gut. The surface occasionally shifts and bulges out further in some places as her prey moves around within. "What the hell do you want<<if $day8Alice is "foot">>, footrest<</if>>?" she grumbles. "Unfortunately, at this point I'd recognize that belly bulge anywhere," you say. You cross your arms and match her scowl. "You've got a friend of mine in there, spit her out." "<<if $aliceRel > -1>>Seriously? You still haven't given up on this worthless little thing?<<else>>Ha! Oh that's right, I don't know how I forgot that you were so pathetic you had to settle for someone like this puny thing to find a friend,<</if>>" Alice says. She smirks, and you see her stomach tighten around Mina for a moment. "She's not //*uurrp*// going anywhere, it's an insult that someone this pathetic has even been allowed to walk the same halls as me this long." "That wasn't a request, <<if $aliceRel < -2>>bitch<<else>>Alice<</if>>, let her go!" you snap, taking an aggressive step forward. "Or what, you're going to make me? Is that how she's survived this long?" Alice says. She gets a smug look on her face and casually opens her door while staring you down, her free hand still resting on her belly. "Well, you're a little too late this time. I'll tell you what though, I'll be generous, just this once." She opens her mouth for a moment and tauntingly points a finger at it. "I'll let you go in after her if you're really that desperate. Maybe together you'll actually make for a filling meal." You clench your fists. Unfortunately, she really does have you in a bind here... there's a very good chance she could slip into her room before you can stop her if you make a sudden move, and even if not, Mina's already in her gut--there's not necessarily a whole lot you can do to help from outside. Helping Mina break out from the inside<<if $eatenByKris>>, like you did with Kris back at the start of the year,<</if>> might really be the best chance you have... \ <<if $fullness > 1>>\ <<link "Fine, eat me then">><<replace "#choice">><<set $minaEnd to "alice">><<set $alicePrey.push({name: "Mina", status: "major", details: "after you made the mistake of letting her go back to get something from her room alone while you were hanging out together"})>>\ "...fine," you grumble. "Do it, eat me. I'm fine kicking your ass from the inside." Alice scoffs, clearly not expecting you to actually take her up on it. "Wow. I honestly didn't think you were quite this stupid," she laughs. "<<if _alicePast > 0>>Or maybe you're just desperate to see the inside of my stomach again.~<<else>>At least you know where you belong, I suppose.<</if>>" "Oh just shut up and get it over with," you say, taking a step closer. "With that fat gut of yours? Not a chance," she sneers. "Thanks for the laugh, though, I'll never forget how pathetic that was." "Wait..!" you shout, lunging for her in desperation as she quickly steps into the room, pulling the door shut behind her. You're able to grab the handle just before it can latch, but it's not quite enough. If you had been even a second faster, you might have been able to stop it in time to put up enough of a fight to push through, but all it takes is one forceful shove for her to gain the inch she needed to slam it shut. You hear her laugh as she turns the lock, dooming Mina to fend for herself. You don't exactly have high hopes for her survival. "You bitch!" you shout in frustration. You slam on her door a few times, then sigh, knowing it's pointless.<<if $aliceRel > -3>> <<if $aliceRel > -2>><<Alice -2>><<else>><<Alice -1>><</if>><</if>> @@color:orange;You were too stuffed for Alice to swallow... which in this particular context is a bad thing.@@ You trudge back to Leila's dorm, hanging your head in defeat. She's still just lounging on her bed with her headphones on, unaware that anything happened. "Mina's not coming back," you say with a sigh. "A bully from our class ate her while she was in the halls, I couldn't do anything before she got back to her room..." "Oh damn, really? That's a bummer," Leila says. She shakes her head with a solemn expression... then goes right back to flicking through her phone. "'That's a bummer'? That's it?" you say, narrowing your eyes. "I mean, isn't it?" "...whatever, I'm just going back to my room..." you sigh, turning right around to head back into the hall. [[Head back to your room->October 28th- End of Day]] <</replace>><</link>>\ <<else>>\ [[Fine, eat me then->Hang Out With Leila- Mina: Eaten By Alice]]\ <</if>> <<link "No, that would be really dumb">><<replace "#choice">><<set $minaEnd to "alice">><<set $alicePrey.push({name: "Mina", status: "major", details: "after you made the mistake of letting her go back to get something from her room alone while you were hanging out together"})>>\ "Yeah, not happening," you reply. As much as you want to help Mina, actively feeding yourself to someone to do it is a bit too far. Alice smirks and pushes down on her belly. "//*UUurrp!*// Suit yourself.~" You lunge for her in desperation and she quickly steps into the room, pulling the door shut behind her. You're able to grab the handle just before it can latch, but it's not quite enough. If you had been even a second faster, you might have been able to stop it in time to put up enough of a fight to push through, but all it takes is one forceful shove for her to gain the inch she needed to slam it shut. You hear her laugh as she turns the lock, dooming Mina to fend for herself. You don't exactly have high hopes for her survival. "You bitch!" you shout in frustration. You slam on her door a few times, then sigh, knowing it's pointless.<<if $aliceRel > -3>> <<if $aliceRel > -2>><<Alice -2>><<else>><<Alice -1>><</if>><</if>> You trudge back to Leila's dorm, hanging your head in defeat. She's still just lounging on her bed with her headphones on, unaware that anything happened. "Mina's not coming back," you say with a sigh. "A bully from our class ate her while she was in the halls, I couldn't do anything before she got back to her room..." "Oh damn, really? That's a bummer," Leila says. She shakes her head with a solemn expression... then goes right back to flicking through her phone. "'That's a bummer'? That's it?" you say, narrowing your eyes. "I mean, isn't it?" "...whatever, I'm just going back to my room..." you sigh, turning right around to head back into the hall. [[Head back to your room->October 28th- End of Day]]<</replace>><</link>>

<<Time 19.25>><<set $eatenByAliceDay8 to true>>\ <<set $predName to "Alice">><<set $predSS to 55>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "AliceMina_PreyStruggle">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "AliceMina(TEXT)">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "AliceMina_Actions">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Hang Out With Leila- Mina: Escape From Alice">>\ <<if $ateCassidy or $samAteCassidy or $ateCassidyParty>><<set _cassidy to false>><<set _cassidyStart to false>><<set _firstSoothe to true>><<else>><<set _cassidy to true>><<set _cassidyStart to true>><<set _firstSoothe to false>><</if>><<set _alicePast to 0>><<if $eatenByAlice>><<set _alicePast += 1>><</if>><<if $eatenByAliceCookout>><<set _alicePast += 1>><</if>><<if $eatenByAliceDay4>><<set _alicePast += 1>><</if>><<if $eatenByAliceDay7>><<set _alicePast += 1>><</if>><<set _crushNext to false>><<if _alicePast > 0>><<set _vengefulStart to true>><<else>><<set _vengefulStart to false>><</if>><<set _acidTaunt to false>><<set _firstAggro to false>><<set _crushed to 0>><<set _bracing to 0>><<set _firstBrace to false>><<set _firstRest to false>><<set _firstStrong to false>>\ "...fine," you grumble. "Do it, eat me. I'm fine kicking your ass from the inside." Alice scoffs, clearly not expecting you to actually take her up on it. "Wow. I honestly didn't think you were quite this stupid," she laughs. "<<if _alicePast > 0>>Or maybe you're just desperate to see the inside of my stomach again.~<<else>>At least you know where you belong, I suppose.<</if>>" "Oh just shut up and get it over with," you say, walking up to her. She smirks. "Go right ahead," she says. She leans forward a little and opens her mouth wide... then simply stares you down, waiting. "...you're joking," you say. "You're the one desperate to be my food. So get to it and feed yourself to me already," she sneers. "Before I change my mind." You sigh, hesitating a bit longer, but a loud groan from her stomach reminds you that every second counts if you're really doing this. "I'm gonna get you back for this some day..." you grumble. "Hang in there Mina, help's on the way..." You reluctantly reach one of your hands forward toward her waiting mouth. As your fingers slide past her ruby lips and into the humid space beyond, you strangely find yourself blushing. Even as you push your hand past the slick surface of her tongue and on towards her throat, she barely reacts beyond opening her mouth a bit wider. With a frustrated sigh, you bring your other hand forward and squeeze it in to join the first. There's a look of disgust on your face as you push your hands further down the tight, slimy tunnel of her throat, wincing at the wave of pressure that ripples over your hands when she swallows. Mercifully, once your arms are firmly lodged inside of her she finally takes matters into her own hands, seeming to be more interested in finishing this so she can get on with her day instead of further humiliating you. She grabs you by the armpits and starts to swallow you with much more vigor, leaning forward to shove you in down to your shoulders in no time at all. You fight the urge to resist as you're dragged down towards her stomach, knowing you're better off saving your energy. Her throat forces you down in staggered bursts, filling your ears with all sorts of wet noises as the flesh around you contracts and relaxes. She shifts her grip to your waist and your feet are lifted from the ground to give her a better angle<<if $playerSize > 5>>... though she almost stumbles over trying to lift your full weight at that angle and has to slam her back against the wall for support to stay standing. There's a brief pause where you feel her body shift a little--your best guess is that she was widening her stance to better stabilize herself<</if>>. Your hands briefly slide out into open air as they pass into her stomach thanks to Mina already stretching out the space, but another squeeze from Alice's muscles sees them press against the tiny girl's soggy clothes. You reposition as soon as you have the leverage to avoid putting too much pressure on her, spreading your arms to the side to push against the slimy stomach walls instead. There's already a worrying amount of acid built up, enough to submerge your hands and kick up all sorts of sloshing noises as you're squeezed in to join Mina. "...hey Mina," you say once your head is forced out into the acrid air of Alice's stomach.<<if $eatenByKris>> "We've got to stop meeting like this," you add with a half-hearted chuckle.<</if>> "I am sorry $name, she was passing by my dorm right at the moment I stepped outside to come back..." Mina says. "Don't worry about that now, I--//mmph//..." you start to say, getting cut off as Alice's increasingly forceful swallowing contorts you into an unpleasant position. <<if $playerSize > 6>>You can tell that she's really starting to struggle with your size, her throat straining against you and barely even inching you forward with every swallow. Her already occupied stomach is showing clear resistance to your entry as well, but Alice has no intent of giving up now.<<else>>You can feel her stomach starting to strain against your combined size as more of you is packed into the cramped chamber, but she shows no signs of slowing down.<</if>> "...I'm gonna help you get out, there's no way she can keep us both down..." You finally feel your feet get pushed between her lips, <<if ($playerSize > 6) or ($buttSize > 39)>>and with a few more strained, forceful gulps from Alice, your legs are soon<<else>>and before long your legs are<</if>> sliding out into her stomach to join the rest of you. It's done--both you and Mina are tightly packed inside the sweltering heat of Alice's gut. You squirm and shift in the <<if $playerSize > 5>>brutally cramped<<else>>awkward<</if>> embrace, somehow settling in a position where you and Mina are sitting upright facing each other, <<if $playerSize > 6>>forced so firmly together by the intense pressure that you can feel Mina pushing in on your soft, fatty body to the point that it feels like she's sinking into you<<else>>the intense pressure of Alice's gut practically forcing you into a permanent hug.<</if>><<if $breastSize > 59>> The difference in height and your immense chest makes it almost impossible to avoid smothering her a little.<</if>> <<if $playerSize > 6>>"//*OUUURRRP!// God, why do you have to be such a fucking fatass..!" Alice groan, giving you a hard smack through her gut. "Settle in and get comfortable in there, moron, because that was //definitely// a //*uurp*// one way trip... Ugh, you're going to ruin my figure...<<else>>"//*URRrrrup!*// Comfortable in there? I hope you're satisfied, because that was a one way trip, moron," Alice laughs. You grunt as she gives her belly a hard smack.<<if $playerSize > 5>> "Ugh, you're definitely going to ruin my figure..."<</if>><</if>> "Yeah, yeah,<<if _alicePast > 0>> you said the same thing last time,<</if>> just you wait..." you grumble, shoving back with one of your elbows. You hear the muffled sound of her door closing, then your world shakes as she <<if $playerSize > 5>>waddles into the room. You can feel her holding her gut in her arms for extra support<<else>>walks into the room<</if>>. Between the shifting of her stomach walls and the bouncing of her footsteps, you and Mina are constantly pushed and rubbed against each other. A low groan rumbles through the flesh around you, reminding you that her stomach is already quite active from the time Mina has spent stewing before you arrived. The built up acid splashes up around you as she drops back to sit on her bed. "Alright Mina, we can do this!" you say. "Just follow my lead and she'll be spilling her guts in no time..." "I will do my best!" Mina chimes in<<if ($playerSize > 6) or ($breastSize > 59)>>, her voice somewhat muffled by your body<</if>>.<<if _cassidy>> You faintly hear the sound of a door opening, then someone humming loud enough for it to reach you through Alice's flesh. "Oh! Hi Alice!" Cassidy's voice chimes in. "Wow, you had a really big dinner!" "Ah, perfect. Get over here," Alice commands. "Help me break <<if $playerSize > 5>>this fatass<<else>>these losers<</if>> down."<<if $playerSize > 5>> "Omigod, that's, like, only one person in there??" Cassidy gasps. "No, there's an appetizer under her somewhere," Alice chuckles. "Now what are you //*uurp*// waiting for?"<</if>> "Can I, like, get dressed first?" "You've got a towel, you'll survive. Get rubbing," Alice says. "Sure thing!"<</if>><<set $sceneAttack to 0>><<set $sceneDefense to 0>><<done>><<set $acidStage to 1>><<set $predHealth -= Math.min(2+($minaEscapeTraining*3), 9)>><<if $playerSize > 5>><<set $predHealth -= 2>><</if>><</done>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "preyOptions">></div>

<<Time 19.75>><<set $minaEscapeTraining += 1>><<set $minaSaved += 1>>\ <<if $ateCassidy or $samAteCassidy or $ateCassidyParty>><<set _cassidy to false>><<else>><<set _cassidy to true>><</if>><<set _alicePast to 0>><<if $eatenByAlice>><<set _alicePast += 1>><</if>><<if $eatenByAliceCookout>><<set _alicePast += 1>><</if>><<if $eatenByAliceDay4>><<set _alicePast += 1>><</if>><<if $eatenByAliceDay7>><<set _alicePast += 1>><</if>>\ Alice gasps and grabs at her gut, one particularly good shove managing to send a pained twitch rippling through her entire stomach. The walls soon clamp down hard around you, which you initially take as a good sign until you realize that she's simply clenching her muscles to keep you in check. "You're not going... anywhere you... worthless trash..!" she grunts. You can feel her pushing in with her arms as well, desperate to finish you off before you can break free.<<if _cassidy>> "Oh no, are you alright Alice? Should I, like, stop?" Cassidy's muffled voice says, taking her hands off of her gut.<</if>> "Mina..! We just need one last push," you say. You press back against the enclosing flesh, straining your arms arms and legs as you force the walls to stretch enough to buy Mina some wiggle room. "It's all up to you now, finish her off..!" "Okay..!" Mina says assertively. She starts to thrash and pummel the walls with all the strength she can muster, Alice helpless to stop her with you holding the walls at bay. Already barely holding it together, it doesn't take long for her efforts to push Alice over the edge. A harsh contraction ripples through the walls, pained groans fill the air, then you and Mina are painfully squeezed together as waves of pressure desperately try to force you out. Your head finds the opening back to her throat first, and in no time at all you're surging out into the blinding brightness of the outside world. Mina isn't far behind, her upper body sliding up alongside your legs. In less than a minute, you're both crumpled on the ground, messy but free. <<if $turn < 3>>You're quick to rise to your feet, drenched in stomach acid but otherwise not really any worse for wear. You can't help grinning to yourself--busting out within just a few minutes after letting her eat you has really flipped things around from feeling demeaning to feeling badass. Mina is fairly quick to recover as well, her clothes starting to fray a little but otherwise seeming fine.<<elseif $turn < 8>>You take a minute to catch your breath, then shakily rise back to your feet, rubbing your head. You're feeling a bit hazy after spending so long cramped in her gut, your clothes tattered from acid damage and your entire body coated in slimy fluids. Mina is in a similar state, though her expression makes her seem pretty unbothered as she gets up off the ground.<<else>>Your arms tremble as you push yourself up off the ground, groaning. Your head still feels hazy from spending that long stewing in such a cramped gut. You can tell that you're not only drenched in slimy fluids, but completely naked at this point, though that's not high on your priority list at the moment. Mina is in a similar state of undress, though her expression makes her seem pretty unbothered as she gets up off the ground.<</if>> Alice is doubled over at the edge of her bed, clutching at her stomach and fighting back coughs as she recovers from your unpleasant escape. Her face is flushed red and she's staring daggers at you, but she doesn't say a thing.<<if _cassidy>> Cassidy is sitting beside her, rubbing her back with one hand in some attempt to help.<</if>> "A bit of advice for the future: if someone's confident enough to //let you// put them in your stomach, you should really consider that //you// might be the one making a mistake," you say with a smug<<if $turn > 7>>, though halfhearted,<</if>> grin. Alice's eye twitches and she clenches her fist hard enough that her arm is shaking. "Now you better leave Mina the hell alone after this, got it? She's off limits." Without waiting for a response, you head for the door, more worried about Mina's well being than whatever bullshit she might try to throw back at you.<<if _cassidy>> "Bye $name, see you <<if _alicePast > 0>>again next time<<else>>in class Wednesday<</if>>!" Cassidy calls out after you just before the door closes.<</if>><<if $aliceRel > -5>> <<if $aliceRel is -4>><<Alice -1>><<elseif $aliceRel > -2>><<Alice -3>><<else>><<Alice -2>><</if>><</if>> <<include "playerPreyEscape">>[[Go get cleaned up->Hang Out With Leila- Mina: Recovery]]

<<if $lastAction is "brace">> <<set _bracing += 1>> <<else>> <<set _bracing to 0>> <</if>> <<if _vengefulStart>> <<set _crushNext to false>> <<set _vengefulStart to false>> <<set $predAction to "crush">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Are you really so confident you can get out of there?" Alice says. You feel her rest a hand against the back of your head from the outside. She pushes down, uncomfortably grinding your face against Mina's head. "You think <<if _alicePast is 1>>last time<<else>>your success before<</if>> was //*urp*// anything but a lucky fluke?" You can only grunt in response as she clenches her stomach muscles, making the walls clamp down hard around you and Mina. Her legs start to push in to up the pressure as she raises them to squeeze her gut between her thighs. All the while, she keeps pressing down on your head and shifting her hand around in rough circles. "I'm going to enjoy //*uurrrp*// finishing what I should have a //long// time ago, your little friend is just a bonus now..." she hisses. <</append>> <<elseif _cassidyStart>> <<set _cassidyStart to false>> <<set $predAction to "massage">> <<set _predActionIntensity to 2>> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> You feel a second pair of hands start to push against you, slowly easing into a much more forceful massage than Alice's idle rubbing. You grunt as their efforts grind the fleshy walls against you... though you find the massage oddly relaxing at times since your positioning turns most of it into an inadvertent back rub. "How's this?" Cassidy asks. "Your skin is, like, really tense..." "Two prey... //*uuuurrrrup*//... at once will do that..." Alice says with a contented sigh. You can faintly feel her leaning back to relax as she settles into the soothing massage. "Keep it up. I must admit that you've gotten quite good at this..." "Aw, thanks!" Cassidy chirps. Her hands gradually shift towards the sides of Alice's belly, pushing in almost as if she was trying to squeeze her hands between you and Mina for a moment before starting to meander her way back towards the front. "Just, like, let me know if there's anywhere that needs special attention!" <</append>> <<elseif _crushNext>> <<set $predAction to "crush">> <<if !_cassidy>> <<if !_firstAggro and ($progress > 2)>> <<set _predActionIntensity to 2>> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<set _firstAggro to true>> <<set _crushed += 1>> <<append "#digestion">> "Don't think for a second that you're //*urrrrp*// going to get out of there..!" Alice hisses, hitting her belly with what felt like a closed fist. "You two should be //grateful// that my stomach is the one to churn you up..." The flesh surrounding you suddenly clamps down //hard// as she clenches her muscles, occasionally pulsing even tighter as she tries to crush you into submission. You can feel her pushing in with her arms as well, putting everything she has into punishing you. The pressure is overwhelming. <</append>> <<else>> <<set _predActionIntensity to 1>> <<include "preyPredAction">> <</if>> <<else>> <<set _predActionIntensity to 2>> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<if !_firstCrush>> <<if $progress > 2>><<set _crushed += 1>><</if>> <<append "#digestion">> "Cassidy, I'm afraid my meal is being a bit too unruly, it's spoiling your massage," Alice says, a menacing edge to her voice. She gives her belly a harsh smack. "Give me a hand punishing them.~" "I'm, like, working really hard here guys, that's so rude!" Cassidy giggles. "I'm on it!" You feel her arms shift up towards the top of Alice's belly, then start to press in hard. She pulls Alice's gut into a firm hug, her head pressing in against your lower back as she puts everything she's got into squeezing you and Mina. "How's this..?" her somewhat muffled voice asks. "It'll //*UUUrrrrup*// do," Alice chuckles. A moment later, you feel her squeeze her own arms around her gut, further compressing you and Mina. As if that wasn't enough, the walls of her stomach tighten and clamp down on you as she clenches her muscles. The crushing pressure of their combined efforts is overwhelming. <</append>> <<else>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $progress > 2>><<set _crushed += 1>>"Don't think for a second that you're //*urrrrp*// going to get out of there..!" Alice hisses, hitting her belly with what felt like a closed fist. "Cassidy, forget the massage for now, help me finish them off."<<else>>"I don't think they've gotten the message yet," Alice sneers. "Help me tenderize them a bit more.~"<</if>> "On it!" Cassidy chirps. Alice clenches her muscles and pushes in against you, the two of them once again working together to brutally crush you and Mina. Cassidy plants both of her hands on the front of Alice's belly, giving it a hard shove every few seconds while Alice's grip keeps you locked down with no room to cushion the blows. <</append>> <</if>> <</if>> <<set _crushNext to false>> <<set _firstCrush to true>> <<set _acidTaunt to false>> <<elseif _acidTaunt>> <<set _acidTaunt to false>> <<set $predAction to "taunt">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "You have to be the most pathetic prey I've eaten in a long time," Alice sneers. You wince as she smacks her gut hard enough to shake the walls. "I mean honestly, I've had single meals put up a better //*urrp*// fight than the two of you combined." She chuckles to herself and starts to rub the top of her belly. "Or is it just one? I wouldn't be surprised if that runt melted already. Not like I could tell the difference." <</append>> <<elseif $progress > 2>> <<if _crushed > 1>> <<set _crushed to 0>> <<set $predAction to "rest">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> Alice finally eases up on the pressure, letting her stomach muscles relax and give up their crushing embrace for now. You can both hear and feel her breathing heavily from the exertion of squeezing a gut this stuffed so intensely. "Don't... //*uurp*//... get any ideas..." she mutters. "I'm just... toying with you..." <</append>> <<else>> <<set _crushed += 1>> <<set $predAction to "crush">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <</if>> <<else>> <<set _roll to random(1,10)>> <<if _cassidy>><<set _roll -= 2>><</if>> <<if $aliceRel < -2>><<set _roll += 2>><</if>> <<set _roll += Math.min(_alicePast, 2)>> <<if $acidStage > 2>><<set _roll -= 5>><</if>> <<if _roll > 5>> <<if $predAttack > 0>> <<set $predAction to "squeeze">> <<if _cassidy>> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<set $predDefense += 2>> <<set _incomingDamage += 2>> <<append "#digestion">> The flesh above you shudders a little as Alice chuckles under her breath. She rests a hand on her belly, then clenches her muscles, squeezing you tight. To make matters worse, Cassidy carries on with her massaging unphased, grinding the walls against you even harder as she works to soothe her tightened belly. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "preyPredAction">> <</if>> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "knead">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <</if>> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "massage">> <<if _cassidy>> <<set _predActionIntensity to 2>> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<set _roll to random(1,2)>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> Cassidy dutifully rubs at Alice's stomach, running her hands in slow, soothing patterns all around you. A slight whine kicks up somewhere to your right, and in an instant Cassidy shifts her efforts there to ease whatever caused it. She shifts her focus up to the top of her belly, and a moment later a small burp followed by a satisfied sigh escapes Alice's lips from the alleviated pressure. It's as though she knows Alice's gut like the back of her hand. <<else>> You can feel Cassidy starting to intensify her massage. Her hands push in hard enough to disrupt your struggling, rubbing and kneading against your body as they slide all over the surface of Alice's belly. You hear Alice let out a contented sigh, settling deeper into her relaxed position as she's soothed by her roommate's efforts. <</if>> <</append>> <<else>> <<include "preyPredAction">> <</if>> <</if>> <</if>>

<<set _roll to random(1,6)>> <<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "strong">> <<if $stamina > 0>> <<set $stamina to Math.clamp($stamina - 6 - ($playerSize-5), 1, $staminaMax)>> /*strong struggling takes a mild increased stamina toll thanks to being extra cramped and needing to avoid hitting Mina, slightly higher when you're extra fat since your space is further limited */ <<if !_firstStrong>><<set $predHealth -= Math.min(_alicePast*2, 5)>><</if>>/*your first strong struggle does extra damage if you're familiar with the inside of Alice's gut, up to interpretation if that's just frustration or if the player actually remembers what worked well in the past*/ <<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<SidebarText>><</replace>> <</if>> <<if !_firstStrong>> <<set _firstStrong to true>> <<append "#digestion">> "You're pathetically overconfident, you know that?" you shout, starting to lash out at the walls around you. "<<if _alicePast > 0>>I've kicked your stomach's ass <<if _alicePast > 1>>more than once<<else>>on my own<</if>> before, and you just let me in with someone else here as backup? <</if>>Do you seriously think this is gonna go any way other than losing //both// of us?" You kick and shove at her stomach with all the strength you can muster, though your cramped position is making that a bit harder than usual. You have to focus on working around Mina--even if you weren't trying to avoid making her uncomfortable, she's still physically blocking a lot of space and restricting your movement. With her in front of you, you <<if $eatenByKris>>think back to your struggle against Kris back at the start of the year and start<<else>>quickly find that<</if>> throwing your weight from side to side as if you were rocking a boat<<if !$eatenByKris>> seems to be the most efficient way to have an impact<</if>>. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<case "brace">> <<set $predHealth -= random(4,5) + $minaEscapeTraining>> <<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<SidebarText>><</replace>> <<if !_firstBrace>> <<set _firstBrace to true>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $eatenByKris>>"Alright, Mina, remember that time we wound up in this same sorta position back at Emma's start of the year party?" you say. "We'll have better odds if we work together." "Of course! I will follow your lead," Mina replies. "Let's do this! I'll defend, you attack--show this bully what you've got!"<<else>>"Alright, Mina, we're in this together, so let's //work// together instead of just squirming next to each other," you say. "What do you have in mind?" Mina replies. "We've got a chance to be more strategic here--with two of us, we can attack and defend at the same time!" you say. "I'll focus on bracing us against her stomach, while you hit her with everything you've got, okay?" "I will do my best!"<</if>> You take a deep breath, then start to brace yourself against the walls, pushing out enough with your arms and legs to ease the pressure then keeping them locked in place. While you hold Alice's stomach at bay and buy her some wiggle room, Mina gets to work kicking and shoving at the strained walls. As weak as she may be, she's clearly putting the extra leverage you're giving her to good use. You can feel the walls twitch and tremble a little under your combined effort. <</append>> <<elseif _bracing > 0>> <<append "#digestion">> "Keep it up Mina, you're doing great!" you say. You do your best to hold your position, bracing against the walls to hold them at bay while Mina pummels them as best she can. Alice grunts in frustration, clearly not very enthused by the tag-team effort. <</append>> <<else>> <<append "#digestion">> Signalling Mina, you start to shift back into your supporting position again. You take a deep breath, then start to brace yourself against the walls, pushing out enough with your arms and legs to ease the pressure then keeping them locked in place. While you hold the walls at bay, Mina goes to work kicking and shoving at the flesh that surrounds you with all the strength her tiny body can muster. <</append>> <</if>> <<case "rest">> <<if !_firstRest>> <<set _firstRest to true>> <<append "#digestion">> "I need a quick breather..." you mumble, feeling a bit overwhelmed by the intense pressure. "Conserving your energy is an important part of escaping, it's not just about struggling hard." "Right! I will do my best not to hinder you," Mina replies. You let yourself relax and go limp, your arms naturally falling into a more literal hug around Mina. <<if $breastSize > 59>>She starts to squirm initially until she can shift into a better position--you realize with some embarrassment that by leaning forward you were accidentally completely smothering her with your chest for a moment<<else>>She follows your lead, ending up leaning her head against your chest thanks to the cramped positioning as she lets her body relax<</if>>. Knowing you have a friend right there with you is more comforting than you would have anticipated, helping you put your mind at ease as you gather your strength. <</append>> <<elseif _roll > 2>> <<append "#digestion">> You let yourself relax and go limp, once again settling into a comforting hug with Mina as the two of you pause to gather your energy. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<case "soothe">> <<if !_firstSoothe>> <<set _firstSoothe to true>> <<append "#digestion">> An idea strikes you as a particularly loud groan rips through Alice's stomach. Begrudgingly, you start to gently run your hands along the walls around you, matching Cassidy's efforts from the inside. As much as you'd rather not do anything that would give Alice further ammunition about you being 'willing prey' here, you're hoping you can soothe her stomach enough to calm things down a little for you and Mina. "Oh! I think she's trying to stop me," Cassidy giggles. She pushes her hands in deeper a few times in the same spot to acknowledge you, or perhaps just test her theory that you're trying to push her away. "Not exactly..." Alice says with a sigh of contentment. "I guess maybe she finally understands her place... god, I've taunted you about giving me an internal massage before, but actually getting one from both sides is... //*uurp*//... heavenly..." You can feel yourself blush in the darkness of her gut as soft moans start to slip out under her breath, but you still keep up your efforts until you're certain it's had an effect beyond pleasuring her. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<case "damaged">> <<if $healthThreshold is 2>> <<append "#digestion">> "Starting to realize how //*urp*// stupid you are, $name?" Alice chuckles, drumming her fingers along the top of her gut. "I can feel you slowing down in there...~" "Shut up..!" you grunt, shoving out at the walls with one arm. She's not entirely wrong, you can really feel the constant pressure and stinging acid starting to wear you down. "I'm fine... How are you doing, Mina?" "My feet are quite numb, but I think I am okay for now," she replies. "I am not ready to give up!" "Me neither, don't you worry," you chuckle. "No way am I gonna go down after //letting// someone swallow me, if anyone ever digests $name $last they've gotta at least earn me..!" @@color:red;You aren't sure how much longer you can last.@@ <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<case "progress">> <<if $progress < 4>> <<set _crushNext to true>> <</if>> <<if $progress is 1>> <<append "#digestion">> One particular blow against the stomach walls is met by a sour groan and you feel Alice jolt forward. A faint quiver ripples through the flesh around you as she smacks her gut in retaliation. "See Mina, we'll be out of here in no time!" you say. "Just keep it up, she's already wearing down!" "Oh please, don't get ahead of yourselves," Alice sneers. She rolls her stomach muscles for a moment, squeezing you with a disorienting wave of pressure. "Anyone's //*uuurp*// stomach will be a little strained when it's stretched this far, you haven't really done anything yet..." @@color:yellowgreen;You're starting to wear her down!@@ <</append>> <<elseif $progress is 3>> <<append "#digestion">> "Ugh, shit..!" Alice grunts, lurching forward and grabbing at her oversized gut. The struggle you and Mina have been putting up seems to have finally struck a nerve, the stomach walls writhing and twitching around you as if threatening to eject you at any moment. A whining groan rumbles through the acrid air. Sloshing fills your ears as the pool of acid around you becomes turbulent from all the movement. Then, Alice finally gets the situation under control, the walls relaxing just as it seemed like freedom was within your grasp. "Sit still and... //*OUUurrrrp*//... fucking digest already..!" Alice snaps, smacking the side of her belly enough to make you flinch. "I will //not// be humiliated like this! Neither of you worthless losers deserves to walk the same halls as me..!" @@color:lime;Keep it up, she can't hold out much longer!@@ <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<default>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</switch>>

<<Time 20>>\ The two of you hurry through the halls back towards Karbo, eager to get cleaned up in your dorms. When you arrive at Mina's room, you finally take a moment to talk. "Thank you, $name, I do not think I could have done it without you," Mina says. <<if $outfitState is "gone">>She seems pretty unbothered by her lack of clothes, even as you politely avert your gaze.<</if>> "I really appreciate that you were willing to take such a risk for me. Although, I am sorry that there was a need for you to endanger yourself on my behalf..." "Hey, no worries, you know I've got your back," you say with a smile. "Though this was a bit more... extreme, than usual," you add with a laugh. "Really I have a little apologizing to do here, you would have been safely in your dorm for the night if I hadn't brought you over to hang out with Leila. I probably should have gone with you to get that sheet music..." "It is alright, I had a good time before this!" Mina chirps. "Thank you for the invitation." "Of course!" you reply. "Well, we could both really use a shower. It's probably time to call it a night after that fiasco, but let's meet back up after we're both dressed so I can help you get your keyboard back, sound good?"<<if $minaRel < 5>> <<Mina 1>><</if>> You carry on towards your own dorm as Mina disappears into hers to get cleaned up. You head right for the shower, rinsing yourself off from the trip into Alice's gut as quickly as you can. Then, after throwing on the first passable clothes you find, you head back to check on Mina.<<set $outfit to "normal">><<set $outfitState to "normal">> Once she's dressed and ready, the two of you head back to Leila's dorm to pick up her keyboard. Leila, for her part, seems to have not actually noticed how long the two of you were gone, but sheepishly expresses that she's glad you're alright. After saying your farewells and helping Mina get her equipment back to your dorm, you return to your own dorm, ready to call it a night at this point.<<if $leilaRel < 3>> <<Leila 1>><</if>> [[Get ready for bed->October 28th- End of Day]]

<<Time 19>><<set $day8EmmaHangout to true>><<set $emmaInfo5 to 2>>\ You smile and text back: "//Sure, sounds fun! Where are you guys at?//" "//Yay! We're in her dorm, it's upstairs K239 Can you bring the pack of seltzer I have in the minifridge?//" "//Sure thing//" "//Thaaaanks <3//" You hop off of your bed and crouch down in front of Emma's to look through her fridge. You grab the drinks she was talking about, then head out into the hall and upstairs. The door to the room swings open pretty much the instant you start knocking. "Heya $name!" Emma says<<if $emmaRel > 4>>, pulling you into a quick hug<</if>>.<<if $fullness > 0>> You notice her glance down at your belly, but she doesn't comment.<</if>> "Come on in!" "Hey! Thanks for the invite," you reply. "Of course, this'll be fun! I don't think you two have really hung out before," Emma says, taking the seltzer from you. "Yo," Stacy says with a quick wave. She's sitting in a very relaxed position on the edge of one of the beds. <<if $outfit is "skimpy">>"Nice outfit, lookin' hot."<</if>> She's a pale girl with long blonde hair and blue eyes. Her outfit seems a bit inappropriate for the weather: black high waisted athletic shorts that leave most of her legs exposed and a cropped shirt with a paint splatter design on it over a dark sheer top, the latter of which is at least long-sleeved. She has a few facial piercings, two on her nose and one through her eyebrow, and her fingernails are painted black, with the exception of a mint green tone on her ring fingers instead. "Hey! Yeah I think we've managed to avoid getting properly introduced somehow," you say with a laugh. "I'm $name!" "<<if $reputation[0] is "escape">>Yeah, the class escape artist, I know. I'm Stacy, but //you// knew that<<elseif $reputation[0] is "glutton">>Yeah, the class glutton, I know. I'm Stacy, but //you// knew that<<else>>Stacy, but you knew that<</if>>," she replies, offering another wave. "Welcome to my palace, you can sit wherever." You take a seat on the bed across from her, joined by Emma a moment later. She cracks open the drinks and hands them out, insisting that you all tap them together before drinking, then the three of you start to chat and get comfortable. After a while, you end up sitting on the floor playing a card game together while you talk. "That's a seven, you gotta swap hands with one of us," you say. "I swear you're just making up rules as we go," Emma says with a laugh. "Nope, very real and very serious. This game is awful if you don't use house rules," you say with a smirk. "Yeah, no, she's right. If you don't get weird with it you'll get bored before you even finish a round," Stacy says. She chooses you to swap and snorts when she sees her new cards. "Wow, this hand sucks ass, thanks." "Oh believe me, I know. Better luck next time," you chuckle. "Do we have to worry about your roommate coming back or anything?" "Nah, she got eaten day one. Think her name was Pat?" Stacy replies. "Don't tell Emma this, but I probably would have ended up eating her myself anyways. I don't know if it was stress or what but that girl would //not// shut up and it was already getting on my nerves just from orientation, she would have caught me in the wrong mood sooner or later." Emma chuckles and rolls her eyes. "I can't really blame her for freaking out that first day at least, the whole 'Monday Massacre" thing was crazy." "Hey, that's just how it goes here. I'm here for a good time, not a long time, y'know?" Stacy says. "By which I mean I'm probably not coming back next semester. Also, draw two bitch!" "Oh wait, really? Why not?" Emma asks. "Well, my plan from the start was to just come for the year to train up a bit, going all the way didn't seem worth it. I mean, they've had classes get down to single digits by the end of senior year here before, I don't wanna be an 'apex pred' or whatever so bad that I'm gonna fight for one of those spots," Stacy says. "Then after that first week I was feeling more like: 'eh, one semester's probably still good enough to get an edge over the normies'. We can call people that didn't go here that, right? Because I do and will continue to do so." "Huh, I guess that makes some sense," Emma says. "I'll miss you though!" <<if $emmaRelation4 > 0>>"Hey, you'll still have $name at least," Stacy replies. "That unresolved sexual tension you guys have got going on should keep things interesting." "Stacy!" Emma says, blushing and lightly smacking her arm. "What?" you say. "I said what I said! She's told me about what happened at the party." "...right..." you say, glancing at Emma for a moment, then blushing and burying your face in your cards to refocus on the game. "I rest my case," Stacy says with a chuckle. "Anyways, tell<<else>>"Aw, same," Stacy says, giving Emma a side hug. Then she smirks. "Tell<</if>> you what, I'll think about sticking it out for the whole year if you finally spill the beans on your bro." "Oh come on..." Emma says with an exaggerated groan. "It'll bring down the mood!" "But I gotta know! You're such a precious bean, how could this man be so awful that //you// hate his guts this much?" Stacy says. "Pleeeeease..?" Emma looks over at you, but all you have to offer is a sheepish smile and a shrug. "...I'd love to bail you out, but I'm super curious too." "Yes! Thank you $name, you're a real one," Stacy says, leaning over to tap your leg. Emma purses her lips... then chugs the rest of her drink. She tries to play it seriously, but can't help cracking a smile as she slams the can down when she's finished. She cracks open another one to have on hand before saying anything. "Fine, I'll... //*uuuurp*//... talk about it..." she says with a sigh. "Nick just like... sucks, all around?" "Oh well that clears it up," Stacy says. Emma chuckles and shakes her head. "I mean, it's true! He's a huge jerk, //constantly//, I'm pretty sure he can only enjoy himself if it's at someone else's expense," she says. "He's the oldest and used to bully me and Nancy nonstop when we were kids." "Hey, 'used to' is a good sign at least!" you chime in. "Not really," Emma sighs. "You know when he finally started backing off a bit? Right when Nancy started being able to swallow people. Not sure if she actually threatened him or what, but as soon as there was a real threat of us being able to retaliate he started getting a lot more selective about when he would mess with us. I think he figured out //I// wouldn't do it though, because he started getting really bad again this past year before I left..." "You totally //should// eat him though from the sounds of it," Stacy says. "I've thought about it before, but it would be too... gross..." Emma says. "I just worry about my parents still having to deal with him honestly. They've had to bail him out of jail once or twice, and he always falls for any dumb 'get rich quick' scams that he stumbles onto, which always leave him more broke than he was before. I'm afraid he's gonna fuck up bad enough to get //them// in trouble too at some point." "This //is// all pretty bad, but not as juicy as I was hoping if I'm honest," Stacy says. "Fine, I've got a story that'll show you how awful he can really be," Emma says with a sigh. "My family goes on vacation to our lake house every summer, and--" "Woah, woah, wait, you're rich and you didn't tell me?" Stacy says. "Wha--no! It's like... a joint owned thing that's been in the family for a while, not like we just casually own a second house." "It sounds like you do, but continue." Emma laughs and shakes her head before resuming her story. "Anyways... when I was... either seven or eight, I was playing out by the creek in the woods there one day, and I found this cute little frog! And he was weirdly fine with me picking him up, so of course I started carrying him around and showing everyone my new friend," she says. "Including Nick. He just yelled at me to go away and stop bothering him, of course, but back then I didn't know he was so awful yet. So I teased him a little and said he was just jealous that he didn't have a friend as cool as Mr. Froggy to hang out with..." "Aw man, I really wish you hadn't told us he had a name, I have a feeling I know the gist of where this is going..." Stacy says. "Well... like a half hour later I was still playing with Mr. Froggy out in the yard. Nick walks up with this big, flat rock he found and before I could even react he just... dropped it on him..." Emma says. She shivers and takes a sip of her drink. "Even though this was so long ago, I still remember that sound it made crystal clear..." "Oookay, yeah, that's like, straight up sociopath behavior, I definitely get it now," you say, giving her a sympathetic look. "I'm so sorry you had to go through that." Stacy shifts closer and pulls Emma into a hug. "Emma... you need to bring me to your house so //I// can eat this guy," she says. "Mr. Froggy will be avenged." "Heh, thanks guys..." "Now this is a little awkward after all that," Stacy says, pulling away to return to her spot. "...but the only thing I can play is this draw four, sooo... sorry Em!" The three of you get back to your game, drinking and laughing together as the night slips by. <<if $emmaRel > 5>>At one point, Emma gets up to go to the bathroom, leaving you and Stacy alone. She looks back at the door, then as soon as she hears the bathroom fan turn on snaps her head towards you. "Hey so I don't know if you've picked up on this, but she's down //bad// for you, girl," Stacy says. "H-Huh..?" you say, caught off guard. "Yeah, you should have seen how her face lit up when I brought up inviting you," she says. "Don't tell her I said anything though. Just, like, don't lead her on if you don't feel the same." Before you can respond, Emma steps out of the bathroom, and soon things carry on as if nothing had happened. <</if>>Eventually, the energy in the room starts to dip and exhausted yawns spread through the group. "Might be time to call it, we do all have class tomorrow," Emma says. "Word," Stacy says. She stretches her arms and rises back to her feet. "I'll see you girls around! It was nice meeting you for real, $name." "Yeah, thanks for having me!" you say. "See ya!" A round of quick hugs are exchanged as you say farewell to Stacy, then you and Emma head out into the hall. As you step back into your own room, Emma pulls you into a hug. "Thanks so much for coming $name, I knew you and Stacy would get along!" she says. She pulls away after a moment, still smiling. "It's always great hanging out with you."<<if $emmaRel < 5>> <<Emma 1>><</if>> You take a seat on the bed while Emma heads into the bathroom to shower and get ready for bed. As soon as she steps out, you get up to follow her lead. [[Get ready for bed->October 28th- End of Day]]

<<Time 19.5>><<set $outfit to "workout">>\ Deciding that you'd like to get a workout in before the end of the day, you get off of your bed and look through your clothes for something more appropriate to change into. After swapping out your outfit for a pair of sweatpants and a loose t-shirt<<if $fullness > 1>> that doesn't //quite// fully cover your bloated belly<</if>>, along with a temporary sweatshirt for the walk between buildings, you grab a water bottle and head out into the hall. You make your way out of Karbo and through the courtyard, arriving at a seemingly completely abandoned gym. Everything is still unlocked, though, so you carry on up to the weight room to enjoy the peaceful quiet. You stretch out a little, then hop onto one of the exercise bikes<<if $fullness > 0>>, figuring that will be a bit easier with the current state of your stomach. Even so, you can definitely feel the impact it's having, your still-bloated belly jiggling around with every movement of your legs. You push through, ignoring the occasional hints of nausea and letting the extra weight amplify your workout.<<else>>. You start out slow, but gradually escalate your pedaling until you're pushing as hard as you can. Then, you start to ease back down, alternating speeds every few minutes.<</if>> You gradually slow to a stop, then hop off the bike and grab your water bottle. Just as you're starting to consider carrying on a bit longer with something lower intensity to take advantage of having the gym all to yourself, a brief flash illuminates the room and you hear a clap of thunder. Rather than risk getting caught out in the storm, you cool down as quickly as you can and hurry your way down the stairs to get back to your room. <<Workout>>Contrast to your warm skin, your belly feels oddly cool, and you're feeling lighter on your feet than earlier. @@color:lime;You must have lost weight!@@ You rush out of the building and through the courtyard, making it to the doors of Karbo just as the rain starts coming down. You breathe a sigh of relief as you step inside, then carry on to your room to shower off. [[Get ready for bed->October 28th- End of Day]]

<<Time 22>>\ <<if !$eatenByAliceDay8 and hasVisited("Hang Out With Leila- Mina: Not Fine")>>You trudge back to your dorm, sighing when you pass by the door to Mina's along the way. When you arrive back at your room, you drop onto your bed and pull out your laptop to wind down for the night and try to take your mind off of it. But, your heart isn't really in it, and before long you decide to just get ready for bed. You get up and head into the bathroom, moving through your usual nightly routine. <<elseif !$eatenByAliceDay8 and hasVisited("October 28th- Hang Out With Leila")>>You make your way back through the halls to your dorm, smiling as you unlock the door and step inside. Emma is still out with Stacy from the looks of it--hopefully she won't wake you up when she eventually returns. With a yawn, you head into the bathroom to get ready for bed, following your usual nightly routine. <<else>>You head into the bathroom to get ready for bed, following your usual nightly routine. <</if>>You think about what the rest of the week has in store while you brush your teeth--you've got another lab coming up tomorrow, this time in Escapism, and of course there's the Halloween party on Thursday to look forward too.<<if $cherryTeachAnal > 1>>.. as well as the training you set up with Cherry for the night before. You're nervously excited about that<<if $club is "dungeon">>... though it's occurring to you now that you might need to miss out on a bit of your club for it since Tabletop meetings tend to run so late<</if>>.<</if>><<if $TEMPSamBailout>> You're interrupted by an unexpected buzz from your phone. It's a text from Sam. "//Hey wasn't sure if I should say something but I'm too curious Do you know why Maeve texted me 'your friend is a dumbass that's going to get herself eaten' earlier? She just left it at that//" You smirk and reply: "//How do you know that's about me?//" "//Because you're my only friend who's a dumbass that's going to get herself eaten//" "//Rude But she's just overreacting All I did was call her out for needing Matilda as backup While surrounded by a bunch of other upperclassmen//" "//$name why I really gotta thank her for NOT eating you then//" "//Oh it's fine, she had two prey already, I'm not that dumb//" "//$name she totally could have eaten you still, I've seen her do it You are that dumb//" "//Still rude//" "//The truth hurts sometimes//" "//Yeah, yeah, point taken. See you in class tomorrow//" It takes her a couple minutes to get back to you and the notification that she's typing pops up several times, only for you to eventually get the very brief message: "//Yeah, see ya then//" You smile and stow your phone, going back to preparing for bed.<</if>> After getting changed into your pajamas, you take one last look at yourself in the mirror before heading off to bed.<<set $outfit to "pjs">><<set $outfitState to "normal">> <<include "Weight Gain">>\ <<Recap>> [[Go to sleep->October 28th to 29th]]<<unset $TEMPSamBailout>>

<<switch $TEMPsaveGen>> <<case 0>> Welcome to the OrchidLabs Playthrough Simulator^^TM^^! Please answer the following questions to tailor your save to your preferences: How active of a predator are you? <<link "I'm not interested in eating anyone at all">> <<set _pred to 0>> <<set $TEMPsaveGen to 1>> <<replace "#text">><<include "Week 2 Save Builder">><</replace>> <</link>> <<link "I occasionally eat people">> <<set _pred to 1>> <<set $pacifist to false>> <<set $TEMPsaveGen to 1>> <<replace "#text">><<include "Week 2 Save Builder">><</replace>> <</link>> <<link "I eat people as often as I can">> <<set _pred to 2>> <<set $pacifist to false>> <<set $TEMPsaveGen to 1>> <<replace "#text">><<include "Week 2 Save Builder">><</replace>> <</link>> <<set $weekStartValues.fat to $fat>> <<set $week to 1>> <<case 1>> How often do you end up as prey? <<link "I avoid it whenever possible">> <<set _prey to 0>> <<set $TEMPsaveGen to 2>> <<replace "#text">><<include "Week 2 Save Builder">><</replace>> <</link>> <<link "I'm fine dipping into a stomach or two">> <<set _prey to 1>> <<set $TEMPsaveGen to 2>> <<replace "#text">><<include "Week 2 Save Builder">><</replace>> <</link>> <<link "I actively seek out situations where I get to be prey">> <<set _prey to 2>> <<set $TEMPsaveGen to 2>> <<replace "#text">><<include "Week 2 Save Builder">><</replace>> <</link>> <<case 2>> How often do you work out? <<link "I never bother with the gym">> <<set _workout to 0>> <<set $TEMPsaveGen to 3>> <<replace "#text">><<include "Week 2 Save Builder">><</replace>> <</link>> <<link "I hit the gym every now and then">> <<set _workout to 1>> <<set $TEMPsaveGen to 3>> <<replace "#text">><<include "Week 2 Save Builder">><</replace>> <</link>> <<link "I go to the gym as often as possible">> <<set _workout to 2>> <<set $TEMPsaveGen to 3>> <<replace "#text">><<include "Week 2 Save Builder">><</replace>> <</link>> <<case 3>> What club will you join? (If you plan to join Tabletop Club, set your fantasy character's name in the text boxes beside it first) <<link "Cooking">> <<set $club to "cooking">> <<set $TEMPsaveGen to 4>> <<replace "#text">><<include "Week 2 Save Builder">><</replace>> <</link>> <<link "Swim Team">> <<set $club to "swim">> <<set $TEMPsaveGen to 4>> <<replace "#text">><<include "Week 2 Save Builder">><</replace>> <</link>> <<link "Tabletop">> <<set $club to "dungeon">> <<set $TEMPsaveGen to 4>> <<replace "#text">><<include "Week 2 Save Builder">><</replace>> <</link>> <<textbox "$dungeonName" "Gwendolyn">> <<textbox "$dungeonLast" "Falk">> <<case 4>> Who do you spend the morning with on the first day? <<link "Emma">> <<Emma 3>> <<Mallory 1>> <<set $lunchEmma to true>> <<set $metKayla to true>> <<set $emmaInfo3 to 1>> <<set $emmaInfo4 to 1>> <<set $emmaInfo5 to 1>> <<if _pred is 0>> <<Kayla 1>> <</if>> <<if (_prey is 0) and (_pred < 2)>> <<Emma 1>> <<set $cookoutEmma to true>> <<set $emmaRelation1 to 1>> <</if>> <<set $TEMPsaveGen to 6>> <<replace "#text">><<include "Week 2 Save Builder">><</replace>> <</link>> <<link "Sam (As Friends)">> <<set $offCourse to true>> <<set $metSam to true>> <<set $samInfo1 to 2>> <<set $samInfo2 to 1>> <<Sam 2>> <<set $samPrey.push({name: "Anita", status: "fodder", details: "none"})>> <<set $lunchSam to true>> <<set $samInfo4 to 1>> <<Emma 1>> <<set $TEMPsaveGen to 5>> <<replace "#text">><<include "Week 2 Save Builder">><</replace>> <</link>> <<link "Sam (As Enemies)">> <<set $offCourse to true>> <<set $metSam to true>> <<set $samInfo9 to 1>> <<Sam -3>> <<set $samPrey.push({name: "Anita", status: "fodder", details: "after failing to eat you"})>> <<set $lunchOther to true>> <<set $metMina to true>> <<Emma 1>> <<if _prey > 0>> <<set $eatenBySam to true>> <<set $totalEscaped += 1>> <</if>> <<set $TEMPsaveGen to 5>> <<replace "#text">><<include "Week 2 Save Builder">><</replace>> <</link>> <<silently>> <<if _pred > 0>> <<set $ateMandy to true>> <<set $tourMandy to true>> <<set $mandyEscaped to "false">> <<set $totalPrey += 1>> <<if _pred is 2>> <<set $cookoutGabby to true>> <<set $ateGabby to true>> <<set $totalPrey += 1>> <</if>> <<else>> <<set $alicePrey.push({name: "An unknown freshman", status: "?", details: "someone she caught unaware during the tour on the first day"})>> <</if>> <<if (_prey > 0) and (_pred < 2)>> <<set $tourAlice to true>> <<set $aliceInfo1 to 1>> <<set $cookoutAlice to true>> <<set $eatenByAliceCookout to true>> <<set $totalEscaped += 1>> <<Alice -4>> <</if>> <</silently>> <<case 5>> Did you go to the locker room during the tour to meet Leah? <<link "Yes">> <<set $metLeah to true>> <<set $metSarah to true>> <<set $metAlesha to true>> <<set $tourLocker to true>> <<set $leahPrey.push({name: "Chandra", status: "fodder", details: "none"})>> <<set $leahInfo1 to 1>> <<Leah 2>> <<Couple 1>> <<if (_prey is 0) and (_pred < 2)>> <<Emma 1>> <<set $cookoutJuniper to true>> <<set $metSarah to true>> <<set $metAlesha to true>> <<Couple 1>> <<set $juniperFavor += 1>> <</if>> <<set $TEMPsaveGen to 6>> <<replace "#text">><<include "Week 2 Save Builder">><</replace>> <</link>> <<link "No">> <<if (_prey is 0) and (_pred < 2)>> <<Emma 2>> <<set $cookoutEmma to true>> <<set $emmaRelation1 to 1>> <</if>> <<set $TEMPsaveGen to 6>> <<replace "#text">><<include "Week 2 Save Builder">><</replace>> <</link>> <<case 6>> Did you flirt with Sunny on Monday? <<link "Yes">> <<set $sunnyPhone to true>> <<set $sunnyFlirt += 1>> <<set $day2SunnyFlirt to true>> <<set $playerHorny += 1>> <<Sunny 2>> <<Emma -1>> <<set $TEMPsaveGen to 7>> <<replace "#text">><<include "Week 2 Save Builder">><</replace>> <</link>> <<link "No">> <<Sunny 1>> <<set $TEMPsaveGen to 7>> <<replace "#text">><<include "Week 2 Save Builder">><</replace>> <</link>> <<silently>> <<set $breakfastSunny to true>> <<set $metSunny to true>> <<AttendIntro>> <<set $minaEnd to "unknown">> <<if _pred is 2>> <<set $sunnyPrey.push({name: "Pat", status: "fodder", details: "who she ate right in front of you and @@color:gold;Emma@@ when you first met"})>> <<else>> <<set $sunnyPrey.push({name: "Gabby", status: "fodder", details: "who she ate right in front of you and @@color:gold;Emma@@ when you first met"})>> <</if>> <<if _prey is 2>> <<set $day2LunchEmma to true>> <<set $metCherry to true>> <<Cherry 1>> <<if $emmaRel < 4>><<if $emmaRel is 3>><<Emma 1>><<elseif $emmaRel is 2>><<Emma 2>><<else>><<Emma 3>><</if>><</if>> <<set $metZoey to true>> <<set $eatenByZoeyMulti to true>> <<set $totalEscaped += 1>> <<if (_pred is 1) and (_workout < 2)>> <<set $day2Hunt to "karbo class">> <<set $eatenByAlex to true>> <<set $totalEscaped += 1>> <<set $lostAlex to true>> <</if>> <<else>> <<AttendEscapism>> <<if $metLeah>> <<set $day2LunchLeah to true>> <<set $leahInfo2 to 1>> <<set $leahInvited to true>> <<set $leahDorm to true>> <<set $malloryDorm to true>> <<set $leahHangout to true>> <<Leah 1>> <<else>> <<set $day2LunchAlone to true>> <<set $metMina to true>> <<set $metClaire to true>> <<set $metMiranda to true>> <<set $minaEnd to "leila">> <<set $leilaPrey.push({name: "Mina", status: "major", details: "none"})>> <<set $metLeila to true>> <</if>> <</if>> <<if ((_workout is 2) or ((_workout is 1) and (_prey < 2))) and (_pred < 2)>> <<set $day2Workout to true>> <<Workout>> <<set $metKayla to true>> <<set $kaylaInfo1 to 1>> <<set $kaylaInfo2 to 1>> <<Kayla 1>> <<elseif _pred > 0>> <<set $day2Hunt to "karbo class">> <<set $ateAlex to true>> <<set $totalPrey += 1>> <</if>> <<if (_pred is 0) and (_prey < 2) and (_workout is 0)>> <<if $emmaRel < 2>><<Emma 1>><</if>> <</if>> <</silently>> <<case 7>> Did you get taken to Maeve's Party? <<link "Yes">> <<set $escapismLabHaley to true>> <<set $eatenByBree to true>> <<set $trialParticipant to true>> <<set $totalEscaped += 1>> <<set $metMatilda to true>> <<set $metMaeve to true>> <<set $metClaire to true>> <<set $trialClaire to "second">> <<set $ateAshley to true>> <<set $totalPrey += 1>> <<if !$metLeah>> <<set $day3LunchEmma to true>> <<set $emmaInfo6 to 1>> <<set $emmaInquiry2 to 1>> <<set $sunnyNick to true>> <<if $sunnyRel < 2>><<Sunny 1>><</if>> <<if $emmaRel < 2>><<Emma 1>><</if>> <</if>> <<set $TEMPsaveGen to 8>> <<replace "#text">><<include "Week 2 Save Builder">><</replace>> <</link>> <<link "No">> <<if !$metLeah>> <<if _pred > 0>> <<set $ateGina to true>> <<set $totalPrey += 1>> <<set $metBeli to true>> <<Beli 1>> <<set $beliPrey.push({name: "Sally", status: "fodder", details: "a friend of one of the girls you happened to eat around the same time, Gina"})>> <<set $slateFavor -= 1>> <</if>> <<else>> <<set $day3LunchEmma to true>> <<set $emmaInfo6 to 1>> <<set $emmaInquiry2 to 1>> <<set $sunnyNick to true>> <<if $sunnyRel < 2>><<Sunny 1>><</if>> <<if $emmaRel < 2>><<Emma 1>><</if>> <<set $escapismLabHaley to true>> <</if>> <<if (_pred is 2) and (_workout < 2)>> <<set $day3DormKey to "used">> <<set $ateJackie to true>> <<set $totalPrey += 1>> <<set $karma -= 1>> <<set $wardrobeLight to true>> <<Emma -1>> <<else>> <<set $day3DinnerEmma to true>>, <<set $emmaInfo6 to 2>> <<set $emmaInfo4 to 1>> <<if $emmaRel < 3>><<Emma 1>><</if>> <<if _workout > 0>> <<set $day3Workout to true>> <<Workout>> <</if>> <</if>> <<set $TEMPsaveGen to 8>> <<replace "#text">><<include "Week 2 Save Builder">><</replace>> <</link>> <<silently>> <<set $metMallory to true>> <<Mallory 1>> <<set $metProfSlate to true>> <<AttendEscapism>> <<set $metProfSteria to true>> <<AttendSurvival>> <<if _pred is 2>> <<set $malloryAttention1 to true>> <</if>> <<if $metLeah>> <<set $day3LunchCouple to true>> <<set $freshCoupleInfo1 to 1>> <<set $freshCoupleInfo2 to 1>> <<if $freshCoupleRel < 2>><<Couple 1>><</if>> <</if>> <</silently>> <<case 8>> <<silently>> <<AttendIntro>> <<AttendEscapism>> <<if $trialParticipant>> <<set $introLate += 1>> <<set $metCassidy to true>> <<if _prey > 0>> <<set $eatenByAliceDay4 to true>> <<set $totalEscaped += 1>> <<if $aliceRel is -4>><<Alice -1>><<elseif $aliceRel is -3>><<Alice -2>><<elseif $aliceRel > -5>><<Alice -3>><</if>> <</if>> <<else>> <<if _workout > 0>> <<Workout>> <<if ($kaylaRel > 0) and (_prey < 2)>> <<set $day4LunchKayla to true>> <<set $kaylaInfo1 to 1>> <<set $kaylaInfo2 to 1>> <<set $kaylaInfo3 to 1>> <<set $kaylaInfo4 to 1>> <<if $kaylaRel < 3>><<Kayla 1>><</if>> <<elseif _prey > 0>> <<set $eatenByAliceDay4 to true>> <<set $totalEscaped += 1>> <<if $aliceRel is -4>><<Alice -1>><<elseif $aliceRel is -3>><<Alice -2>><<elseif $aliceRel > -5>><<Alice -3>><</if>> <<set $metCassidy to true>> <<else>> <<set $metCassidy to true>> <</if>> <<else>> <<set $metCassidy to true>> <<if $samRel > -1>> <<set $day4BreakfastSam to true>> <<set $metSam to true>> <<set $samInfo1 to 2>> <<set $samInfo7 to 1>> <<set $samInfo8 to 1>> <<if $samRel < 2>><<Sam 1>><</if>> <</if>> <<if _prey > 0>> <<set $eatenByAliceDay4 to true>> <<set $totalEscaped += 1>> <<if $aliceRel is -4>><<Alice -1>><<elseif $aliceRel is -3>><<Alice -2>><<elseif $aliceRel > -5>><<Alice -3>><</if>> <</if>> <</if>> <</if>> <<if $club is "dungeon">> <<set $metLeah to true>> <<set $leahInfo2 to 1>> <<set $metMorgan to true>> <<set $metErika to true>> <<if $leahRel > 0>> <<set $leahInfo3 to 2>> <<if _pred > 0>> <<set $leahAfterFirstClub to 2>> <<set $leahPrey.push({name: "Catherine", status: "fodder", details: "when the two of you went hunting together after club"})>> <<set $ateApril to true>> <<set $totalPrey += 1>> <<set $leahDorm to true>> <<if $leahRel < 4>><<Leah 1>><</if>> <</if>> <<else>> <<Leah 1>> <</if>> <<elseif $club is "cooking">> <<set $cherryInfo3 to 1>> <<set $metCherry to true>> <<set $metIzumi to true>> <<set $metPenny to true>> <<set $cherryInfo2 to 1>> <<if $cherryRel < 3>><<Cherry 1>><</if>> <<if _pred is 2>> <<set $day4Hunt to true>> <<set $ateBethany to true>> <<set $totalPrey += 1>> <<set $capacityXP += 30>> <</if>> <<else>> <<set $swim1Passed to true>> <<set $metSarah to true>> <<set $metAlesha to true>> <<set $metMiranda to true>> <<Workout>> <<if _prey is 2>> <<if $freshCoupleRel < 2>><<Couple 1>><</if>> <<set $joanSwim1Bully to 3>> <<set $analByJoan to true>> <<set $totalEscaped += 1>> <</if>> <</if>> <</silently>> <<set $TEMPsaveGen to 9>> <<timed 0.1s>><<replace "#text">><<include "Week 2 Save Builder">><</replace>><</timed>> <<case 9>> <<silently>> <<AttendAnatomy>> <<if $samRel > 0>> <<set $day5LunchSamAndLeila to true>> <<set $metLeila to true>> <<Leila 2>> <<if $samRel < 3>><<Sam 1>><</if>> <<set $samInfo1 to 2>> <<set $samInfo8 to 1>> <<set $leilaInfo1 to 1>> <<set $leilaInfo3 to 1>> <<set $leilaInfo5 to 1>> <<set $day5SamHangout to true>> <<set $samInquiry1 to 1>> <<set $metMaeve to true>> <<set $samDorm to true>> <<set $leilaInfo4 to 1>> <<set $maeveSisterRelation to 1>> <<else>> <<AttendSurvival>> <</if>> <<if $leahRel < 2>> <<set $day5EmmaMovie to true>> <<set $emmaInfo8 to 1>> <<set $emmaInfo9 to 1>> <<if $emmaRel < 5>><<Emma 1>><</if>> <</if>> <<if (_pred is 2) or ((_pred > 0) and (_workout < 2))>> <<if _pred is 2>> <<set $ateNicole to true>> <<set $totalPrey += 1>> <<elseif _prey is 2>> <<set $eatenByNicole to true>> <<set $totalEscaped += 1>> <<else>> <<set $ateAmelia to true>> <<set $totalPrey +=1>> <<set $ameliaBathroomScene to true>> <</if>> <<elseif _workout > 0>> <<Workout>> <</if>> <<if (_prey is 2) and (_pred < 2)>> <<set $day5DinnerIzumi to true>> <<set $metIzumi to true>> <<set $eatenByIzumi to true>> <<set $totalEscaped += 1>> <<set $resilienceXP += 20>> <<else>> <<if $leahRel > 1>> <<set $day5DinnerMallory to true>> <<set $malloryAttention3 += 1>> <<set $malloryPrey.push({name: "Bailey", status: "fodder", details: "or at least you're pretty confident that's who she ate"})>> <<set $leahInfo2 to 1>> <<set $malloryInfo1 to 2>> <<if $malloryRel < 2>><<Mallory 1>><</if>> <<if $leahRel < 3>><<Leah 1>><</if>> <<set $leahInfo4 to 1>> <<set $day5LeahHangout to 1>> <<else>> <<set $day5DinnerCrew to true>> <<set $metSarah to true>> <<set $metAlesha to true>> <<set $freshCoupleInfo1 to 2>> <<if $emmaRel < 2>><<Emma 1>><</if>> <<if $freshCoupleRel < 2>><<Couple 1>><</if>> <</if>> <</if>> <</silently>> <<set $TEMPsaveGen to 10>> <<timed 0.1s>><<replace "#text">><<include "Week 2 Save Builder">><</replace>><</timed>> <<case 10>> Did you ask Cherry about her name? <<link "Yes">> <<set $cherryInquiry1 to 2>> <<Cherry -1>> <<set $TEMPsaveGen to 11>> <<replace "#text">><<include "Week 2 Save Builder">><</replace>> <</link>> <<link "No">> <<set $cherryInfo4 to 1>> <<if $cherryRel < 2>><<Cherry 1>><</if>> <<set $TEMPsaveGen to 11>> <<replace "#text">><<include "Week 2 Save Builder">><</replace>> <</link>> <<silently>> <<set $metAlice to true>> <<set $metBetty to true>> <<set $day6BreakfastCherry to true>> <<set $metCherry to true>> <<AttendIntro>> <<AttendSurvival>> <<if $freshCoupleRel > 1>> <<set $sarahInfo2 to 1>> <</if>> <<if _prey > 0>> <<set $eatenByCherry to true>> <<set $totalEscaped +=1>> <<set $survivalLate += 1>> <<if (_prey is 2) and (_pred is 1) and ($samRel < 3)>> <<set $day6Hunt2 to "sam">> <<set $metSam to true>> <<set $eatenBySamDay6 to true>> <<set $totalEscaped +=1>> <<if $samRel is -3>><<Sam -1>><<elseif $samRel > -4>><<Sam -2>><</if>> <</if>> <</if>> <<if _pred is 2>> <<set $day6Hunt1 to "first">> <<set $ateClaire to true>> <<set $totalPrey += 1>> <</if>> <<if _workout > 0>> <<set $day6Workout to true>> <<Workout>> <<else>> <<set $day6LunchNadia to true>> <<set $metNadia to true>> <<set $nadiaInfo2 to 1>> <<Nadia 1>> <</if>> <<if (_pred < 2) and ($samRel > 2)>> <<set $day6HuntWithSam to "normal">> <<set $samSidekick += 1>> <<set $week1PartySamInvited to true>> <<set $samPrey.push({name: "An overweight girl you never did get the name of", status: "?", details: "despite helping Sam eat her"})>> <<set $samInfo10 to 1>> <<set $samInfo6 to 1>> <</if>> <</silently>> <<case 11>> <<silently>> <<if (_workout > 0) and (_pred < 2)>> <<set $day7Workout to true>> <<Workout>> <</if>> <<if _pred is 2>> <<set $ateKayla to true>> <<set $totalPrey += 1>> <<set $metKayla to true>> <<set $kaylaEnd to "player">> <<set $kaylaRel to Math.min(-5, $kaylaRel-5)>> <</if>> <<if $week1PartySamInvited>> <<set $sunnyInquiry1 to 1>> <<set $sunnyInfo1 to 2>> <<if _pred > 0>> <<set $ateRegina to true>> <<set $samRival += 1>> <<set $day7PartyHunt to 2>> <<set $totalPrey += 1>> <<if $samRel < 4>><<Sam 1>><</if>> <<set $samPrey.push({name: "An unknown girl who was at Emma's party", status: "?", details: "none"})>> <<set $TEMPsaveGen to 13>> <<else>> <<set $TEMPsaveGen to 12>> <</if>> <<else>> <<set $TEMPsaveGen to 12>> <</if>> <</silently>> <<timed 0.1s>><<replace "#text">><<include "Week 2 Save Builder">><</replace>><</timed>> <<case 12>> At the party on Saturday, did you spend time with Emma or Sunny? <<link "Emma">> <<if _prey is 2>> <<set $eatenByEmma to true>> <<set $totalEscaped += 1>> <<set $emmaNoWeek1PartyPrey to true>> <<if $emmaRel is 1>><<Emma -1>><<elseif $emmaRel > 0>><<Emma -2>><</if>> <<elseif _pred > 0>> <<set $emmaPrey.push({name: "Abby", status: "fodder", details: "who foolishly challenged her to a drinking contest and paid the price"})>> <<set $ateCassidyParty to true>> <<set $totalPrey += 1>> <<set $emmaRomancePlayerInit += 1>> <<if $emmaRel > 4>> <<set $emmaRelation4 to 3>> <<if $emmaRel < 6>><<Emma 1>><</if>> <<else>> <<if $emmaRel is 4>><<Emma 1>><<elseif $emmaRel < 5>><<Emma 2>><</if>> <</if>> <<else>> <<if $emmaRel > 4>> <<set $emmaRelation4 to 2>> <<if $emmaRel < 6>><<Emma 1>><</if>> <<else>> <<if $emmaRel is 4>><<Emma 1>><<elseif $emmaRel < 5>><<Emma 2>><</if>> <</if>> <</if>> <<set $TEMPsaveGen to 13>> <<replace "#text">><<include "Week 2 Save Builder">><</replace>> <</link>> <<link "Sunny">> <<set $emmaPrey.push({name: "An unknown girl at her party during the first week", status: "???", details: "who foolishly challenged her to a drinking contest and paid the price"})>> <<if $sunnyRel < 3>><<Sunny 1>><</if>> <<if $sunnyFlirt > 0>> <<set $playerHorny += 1>> <<set $sunnyFlirt += 1>> <<set $eatenBySunnyParty to true>> <<set $sunnyDorm to true>> <<set $totalEscaped += 1>> <<else>> <<set $sunnyInfo2 to 1>> <</if>> <<set $TEMPsaveGen to 13>> <<replace "#text">><<include "Week 2 Save Builder">><</replace>> <</link>> <<case 13>> Very good, your simulated experience is complete! You will now be taken to the Week 1 recap screen so that you can review where your character stands before setting off for Week 2. Enjoy the new content! [[Continue->Week 1 End Screen]] <<silently>> <<set $fat to $weekStartValues.fat>> <<set _fat to 0>> <<set _fatPerPrey to (5 * $weightGainMod)>> <<set _fatLostPerGym to (5 * $weightLossMod)>> <<set _fat += (_fatPerPrey * $totalPrey)>> <<set _fat -= (_fatLostPerGym * $workedOut)>> <<set $fat to Math.clamp($fat + _fat, $weekStartValues.fat, 55)>> <<set _altFatBoobPortion to 1-($weightBias/100)>> <<set _altFatButtPortion to ($weightBias/100)>> <<set _buttPerPrey to ((4 * _altFatButtPortion) * $buttGainMod)>> <<set _breastPerPrey to ((4 * _altFatBoobPortion) * $breastGainMod)>> <<set _buttLostPerGym to ((2 * _altFatButtPortion) * $buttLossMod)>> <<set _breastLostPerGym to ((2 * _altFatBoobPortion) * $breastLossMod)>> <<set _breastFat to (_breastPerPrey * $totalPrey)>> <<set _breastFat -= (_breastLostPerGym * $workedOut)>> <<set _buttFat to (_buttPerPrey * $totalPrey)>> <<set _buttFat -= (_buttLostPerGym * $workedOut)>> <<if _breastFat > 0>><<set $breastFat += _breastFat>><</if>> <<if _buttFat > 0>><<set $buttFat += _buttFat>><</if>> <<SetBreastSize>> <<SetButtSize>> <<set $oralXP += (15 * $totalPrey)>> <<set $strengthXP += (4 * $totalPrey)>> <<set $resilienceXP += (18 * $totalEscaped)>> <<set $strengthXP += (5 * $totalEscaped)>> <<if $totalPrey >= 9>> <<set $capacityXP += 201>> <<elseif $totalPrey >= 6>> <<set $capacityXP += 151>> <<elseif $totalPrey >= 3>> <<set $capacityXP += 101>> <<elseif $totalPrey is 2>> <<set $capacityXP += 66>> <<elseif $totalPrey is 1>> <<set $capacityXP += 33>> <</if>> <<for $oralXP > $oralThreshold>> <<OralXPCheck>> <</for>> <<for $resilienceXP > $resilienceThreshold>> <<ResilienceXPCheck>> <</for>> <<for $strengthXP > $strengthThreshold>> <<StrengthXPCheck>> <</for>> <<for $capacityXP > $capacityThreshold>> <<CapacityXPCheck>> <</for>> <<set $day to 7>> <<unset $TEMPsaveGen>> <</silently>> <<default>> [This is an error] <</switch>>

<<set $day to 9>> <<set $timeLast to 8.25>> <<set $time to 8.25>> <<script>>Dialog.close();<</script>> <<goto "October 29th- Morning">>

@@color:mediumPurple;''October 29th''@@ ---- You grumble and shift under the covers as the alarm on your phone pulls you out of a pleasant dream. You hit the snooze and close your eyes again, only to sigh as you realize that you're already too awake to doze back off again before the next alarm. Yawning, you sit up with a slight pout on your face<<if $minaEnd is "alice">>, feeling a bit guilty about having such a good night's rest after what happened to Mina last night<<else>>, realizing that the details of whatever dream you'd been enjoying have already slipped away from you<</if>>. You crawl out of bed to start getting ready for the day, stretching out as you get on your feet<<if $emmaRel > 1>>, doing your best to stay quiet since Emma is still asleep<<else>>, noting that Emma is still asleep<</if>>.<<if $digestionEvent>><<set $digestionEvent to false>> When you're finished, one of your hands immediately moves to rest on your stomach as it becomes apparent how much work your stomach put in overnight. <<if $digestion > 0>>You're still a bit bloated, but it's protruding much less than it was before, most of $lastPrey working its way through your body at this point.<<else>> Your once massive gut is back to being flat and empty, though you're definitely softer around the edges than you were when you went to sleep. Your stomach lets out a small groan, ready for more.<</if>><</if>> Before heading to the shower, you look through your clothes to decide on what you want to wear today, keeping in mind that you have another lab period today. \ <<link "Wear normal clothes">><<replace "#choice">>Keeping things plain today, you just pull a simple outfit out of your dresser--jeans and the first shirt you find.<</replace>><<set $lastOutfit to "normal">><<set $outfit to "sweater">><<replace "#outfit">>Ready to face the day, you grab a sweatshirt to throw on and step out into the hall, planning to grab a quick bite to eat before your first class.<</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</link>> <<link "Wear the school uniform">><<replace "#choice">>You crouch down to look through your dresser and pull out one of the school uniforms. It seems like the logical choice, since you know ahead of time you'll be taking a dive in someone's stomach when Escapism rolls around.<</replace>><<replace "#outfit">><<if $breastSize > 44>>You have to leave a few buttons undone at the top of the uniform to wear it comfortably thanks to the size of your bust. <</if>>Ready to face the day, you step out into the hall, planning to grab a quick bite to eat before your first class.<</replace>><<set $outfit to "uniform">><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</link>>\ <<if $wardrobeLight>> <<link "Wear something a little lighter">><<replace "#choice">>At this point you're not really that bothered by a little slime getting on your clothes. You pull out a loose spaghetti strap top and a skirt from your dresser.<</replace>><<replace "#outfit">><<if $breastSize > 44>>Your top ends up revealing a bit more of your<<if $fat > 34>>potbelly<<else>>midriff<</if>> than it's meant to thanks to your chest, draping over your impressive bust without the hem quite reaching back to your body. <<elseif $fat > 34>>A strip of your pudgy midsection clearly pokes out between your shirt and skirt. <</if>>Ready to face the day, you grab a sweatshirt to throw on and step out into the hall, planning to grab a quick bite to eat before your first class.<</replace>><<set $lastOutfit to "light">><<set $outfit to "sweater">><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</link>><</if>>\ <<if $wardrobeSkimpy>> <<link "Wear something skimpy">><<replace "#choice">>Escapism isn't until later in the afternoon--that leaves you plenty of time to be fashionable before you'll have to change. You pull some of your skimpier clothes out of your dresser--a tube top and a miniskirt<<if $buttSize > 39>> that doesn't even fully cover your ass<</if>>.<</replace>><<replace "#outfit">>You also grab a sweatshirt--you're //definitely// going to need one to even think about going outside considering you're showing more skin than not, but you're looking //hot//<<if ($breastSize > 44) and ($buttSize > 39)>>, practically overflowing from the skimpy clothes on both ends<<elseif $breastSize > 44>>, your chest practically overflowing from your skimpy top<<elseif $buttSize > 39>>, your butt barely contained by the skimpy skirt<</if>>.<<if $fat > 34>> With nothing covering your midriff, your <<if $fat < 50>>potbelly<<else>>fat belly<</if>> is on full display.<</if>> Ready to face the day, you step out into the hall, planning to grab a quick bite to eat before your first class.<</replace>><<set $lastOutfit to "skimpy">><<set $outfit to "sweater">><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</link>><</if>> Taking your clothes with you, you head into the bathroom to get ready for the day. You run through your morning routine and take a quick shower, then dry off and change into the outfit you picked out. [[Go get breakfast->October 29th- Breakfast]]

<<Time 8.75>>\ You start to make your way over to the dining hall, deciding to go through the courtyard instead of upstairs and around. <<if !$metBeli>>As you head down the main hallway, you tense up a bit and go on alert--there's a girl that you're fairly certain isn't a freshman standing alone in the middle of the hall, leaning against the wall with her arms crossed. She's wearing a black leather jacket with some gold and red accents, unzipped to reveal a white tank top that doesn't quite cover her midriff underneath, along with low riding jeans and boots. Her skin is a light brown color, and she has dark hair dyed with a red gradient that's much longer on the right side than the left. Your concern grows as she notices you approaching and grins. She steps away from the wall to block your path when you approach. "Hey there freshie, you're just what I was looking for," she says. She's standing casually with her hands in the pockets of her jacket. "You looking for a little excitement to start the day?" You take a cautious step back and she laughs. "Aw come on now, relax, I ain't gonna eat ya! I'm the type that woulda just gone for it already if that was my plan," she says, chuckling. "Name's Beli, I just need a hand with something." \ <<link "Hear her out">><<replace "#choice">>"Um, need a hand with what?" you say, a little on edge but willing to hear her out. You take a subtle half step back, ready to make a run for it if it turns out she was lying about looking for a meal. "Ha! There, that's more like it," she says with a grin. "See, I'm trying to get in the holiday spirit! I wanna decorate my room a little, and I've got my eye on this perfect little skull ornament. Only problem is, the secretary at the front desk has it right now." "...so you want my help //stealing// from the school?" you say, furrowing your brow a little. "In a manner of speaking," she says with a chuckle. "I need your help causing a distraction so I can get in and out without trouble. Might be a little messy on your end, but straightforward. Ain't asking ya to do anything dangerous." "And why would I do that? What's in it for me if I help out?" you say, crossing your arms. "Well, there's only the one skull and I ain't selling it so I can't exactly give you a cut, but if you help me out you've got one mean sophomore that owes ya one," she says with a toothy smile. "And that can be worth a lot around here. So, you in or what?" \ [[Help her->October 29th- Heist]] <<link "Decline">><<replace "#choice2">><<set $beliSnitch2 to 1>>"Sorry, I think you've got the wrong girl for that sort of thing. Besides, I've got an early class and really need to get to breakfast," you say, cautiously stepping back. "Um, good luck though, I guess." "Ah, didn't realize you were a wimp," she chuckles. To your relief, she steps aside, leaning back against the wall. "Suit yourself though." You give a curt nod, then hurry along through the hall and into the lobby, not wanting anything to do with the situation.<</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</link>> <<link "Decline and go warn the secretary">><<replace "#choice2">><<set $beliSnitch2 to 2>><<set $karma += 1>>Sorry, I think you've got the wrong girl for that sort of thing. Besides, I've got an early class and really need to get to breakfast," you say, cautiously stepping back. "Ah, didn't realize you were a wimp," she chuckles. To your relief, she steps aside, leaning back against the wall. "Suit yourself though." You give a curt nod, then hurry along through the hall and into the lobby. Your face morphs into a scowl once you're a safe distance away, not particularly enthused by her planned pointless theft. After double checking that she isn't following close behind you, you pause to head over to the front desk. "Um, excuse me?" you say in a somewhat hushed tone. The plump woman working the desk perks up and looks over at you with a smile. "What do you need, dear?" "I just wanted to tip you off: I ran into a sophomore named Beli in the hall just a minute ago that said she was planning to steal... that," you say, briefly scanning the desk for the ornament she'd mentioned. You can see why she might have set her eyes on this one specific skull decoration--it isn't some cheap plastic thing, it's made of polished black stone with dark red patches marbled in. It might even be some kind of gemstone. "She tried to rope me into helping her." "Oh, that girl..." the secretary mumbles under her breath. "Thank you, I'll be sure to keep an eye out. You have a good day now!" "Thanks, you too!" you say with a smile. You carry on your way out into the courtyard, feeling good about yourself. Your smile falters a little, however, as it occurs to you that if Beli goes through with her plan and gets caught, there's no way she //doesn't// assume you ratted her out... But, you shrug--it was the right thing to do, and even if you //hadn't// actually snitched she would still think you did if her plan failed regardless.<<if $beliRel > -3>> <<Beli -2>><</if>> The dining hall is fairly empty at this hour. You fix yourself a plate of fruit and waffles, sitting by yourself near the window as you enjoy a quiet meal to start the day. Once you're finished, you get up to head to your first class of the day. [[Head to Anatomy and Physiology->October 29th- Anatomy and Physiology]]<</replace>><</link>> \ <</replace>><</link>> <<link "Not interested">><<replace "#choice">>"Sorry, I've got an early class and really need to get to breakfast," you say, brushing past her. You don't entirely trust she isn't looking for a meal herself, and the offer seemed pretty suspicious regardless. "Uh, good luck with whatever it is though!" "Fine, suit yourself," she says with a shrug. She goes back to leaning against the wall. "You're missing out though." You ignore her, hurrying along through the hall and into the lobby. <</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</link>> \ <<else>>\ <<if ($beliSnitch1 > 1) or ($beliRel < 0)>>As you head down the main hallway, <<if $beliRel < 0>>you get nervous and start to consider taking another route when you notice<<else>>you're a little surprised to notice<</if>> Beli waiting around halfway down the hall, leaning against the wall with her arms crossed. She's wearing the same gold-trimmed leather jacket she has most days since the weather started getting cold. <<if $beliRel < 0>>Luckily, <<else>>You offer a quick greeting as you pass, but<</if>> she just shoots you a look without moving from her spot. Shrugging off the encounter, you carry on your way.<<done>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</done>> <<else>>As you head down the main hallway, you're a little surprised to see Beli waiting around on her own in the middle of the hall, leaning against the wall with her arms crossed. She's wearing the same gold-trimmed leather jacket she has most days since the weather started getting cold. She perks up when she sees you coming and walks your way with a grin. "Well hey, if it ain't my favorite freshman!" she says, draping an arm over your shoulders. "You've got good timing, wanna help me out with a little heist?" \ <<link "Hear her out">><<replace "#choice">>"A heist?" you say, raising an eyebrow. "You heard right. See, I'm trying to get in the holiday spirit! I wanna decorate my room a little, and I've got my eye on this perfect little skull ornament," she explains, pulling away to stand in front of you so you can talk more naturally. "Only problem is, the secretary at the front desk has it right now. I've got a plan to split them up, but it'll work best with a partner." "Ah... why not just go down to the lobby at night when no one's there?" you ask. "Well where's the fun in that?" Beli replies with a laugh. "Besides, I'm pretty sure she locks it in a drawer with some of her other junk when she leaves, looked after dinner the other night and it wasn't there. Back to the point, I need your help causing a distraction so I can get in and out without trouble. Might be a little messy on your end, but straightforward. Ain't asking ya to do anything dangerous." "I don't know, stealing from the school seems pretty risky, what would be in it for me?" you say, crossing your arms. "Attagirl, asking the right questions! Knew I liked you," she chuckles. "There's only the one skull and I ain't selling it so I can't exactly give you a cut, but if you help me out you've got one mean sophomore that owes ya one," she says with a toothy smile. "That can be worth a lot around here. And hey, this goes well, maybe I'll get you in the loop on something with a bigger haul one of these days. So, you in or what?" \ [[Help her->October 29th- Heist]] <<link "Decline">><<replace "#choice2">><<set $beliSnitch2 to 1>>"Sorry, I think you've got the wrong girl for that sort of thing. Besides, I've got an early class and really need to get to breakfast," you say, cautiously stepping back. "Um, good luck though, I guess." "Ah, didn't realize you were a wimp," she chuckles. To your relief, she steps aside, leaning back against the wall. "Suit yourself though." You give a curt nod, then hurry along through the hall and into the lobby, not wanting anything to do with the situation.<</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</link>> <<link "Decline and go warn the secretary">><<replace "#choice2">><<set $beliSnitch2 to 2>><<set $karma += 1>><<set $beliTrouble += 1>>Sorry, I think you've got the wrong girl for that sort of thing. Besides, I've got an early class and really need to get to breakfast," you say, cautiously stepping back. "Ah, didn't realize you were a wimp," she chuckles. To your relief, she steps aside, leaning back against the wall. "Suit yourself though." You give a curt nod, then hurry along through the hall and into the lobby. Your face morphs into a scowl once you're a safe distance away, not particularly enthused by her planned pointless theft. After double checking that she isn't following close behind you, you pause to head over to the front desk. "Um, excuse me?" you say in a somewhat hushed tone. The plump woman working the desk perks up and looks over at you with a smile. "What do you need, dear?" "I just wanted to tip you off: I ran into a sophomore named Beli in the hall just a minute ago that said she was planning to steal... that," you say, briefly scanning the desk for the ornament she'd mentioned. You can see why she might have set her eyes on this one specific skull decoration--it isn't some cheap plastic thing, it's made of polished black stone with dark red patches marbled in. It might even be some kind of gemstone. "She tried to rope me into helping her." "Oh, that girl..." the secretary mumbles under her breath. "Thank you, I'll be sure to keep an eye out. You have a good day now!" "Thanks, you too!" you say with a smile. You carry on your way out into the courtyard, feeling good about yourself. Your smile falters a little, however, as it occurs to you that if Beli goes through with her plan and gets caught, there's no way she //doesn't// assume you ratted her out... But, you shrug--it was the right thing to do, and even if you //hadn't// actually snitched she would still think you did if her plan failed regardless.<<if $beliRel > -3>> <<Beli -2>><</if>> The dining hall is fairly empty at this hour. You fix yourself a plate of fruit and waffles, sitting by yourself near the window as you enjoy a quiet meal to start the day. Once you're finished, you get up to head to your first class of the day. [[Head to Anatomy and Physiology->October 29th- Anatomy and Physiology]]<</replace>><</link>> \ <</replace>><</link>> <<link "Not interested">><<replace "#choice">>"Sorry Beli, I'll have to pass," you say. "I've got an early class and really need to get to breakfast." You start walking again as soon as she leans back away from you, not sure you want to be involved at all in whatever she's up to. "Uh, good luck though!" "Fine, suit yourself," she says with a shrug. She goes back to leaning against the wall. "You're missing out though." You leave her to it, hurrying along through the hall and into the lobby. <</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</link>> \<</if>><</if>> Stepping out into the courtyard, you're met by a gust of cold autumn air. <<if ($lastOutfit is "light") or ($lastOutfit is "skimpy")>>You shiver, picking up the pace so you can hurry back to the warmth of the indoors. <</if>>It's another dreary, overcast day, the sky painted almost entirely gray. You idly glance around at the Halloween decorations while you make your way over to Lampton<<if $totalPrey > 2>>--you've been keeping an eye out, but you haven't recognized any of the names on gravestones as past meals of yours. They probably only update them annually<</if>>. One of the gravestones--labeled "Maxine Barros"--briefly catches your curiosity, as you notice that there's an empty beer bottle leaning against it in a way that seems pretty deliberate, and you doubt that's an official decoration the school would have included. You glance at it with an eyebrow raised, but just shrug and carry on your way. The dining hall is fairly empty at this hour. You fix yourself a plate of fruit and waffles, sitting by yourself near the window as you enjoy a quiet meal to start the day. Once you're finished, you get up to head to your first class of the day. [[Head to Anatomy and Physiology->October 29th- Anatomy and Physiology]]

<<Time 9.5>><<set $metBeli to true>><<if $outfit is "sweater">><<set $outfit to $lastOutfit>><</if>>\ You make your way back through the courtyard to head to the room for Anatomy and Physiology. <<if $beliSnitch2 > 1>>As you pass back through the lobby, you perk up at the groaning sound of a satisfied stomach. Looking over at the front desk, you quickly identify the source--the //secretary// is sporting a large, occasionally squirming belly, her red dress fully accommodating it but clearly stretched to its limit. It's not hard to connect the dots on who her prey is. She gives you a knowing smile and a friendly wave, giving her stuffed gut a gentle pat with her free hand. You return the friendly gesture, noting<<if $beliMax > 0>>, with some relief,<</if>> that there's a bottle of antacids on the desk that hadn't been there before. You carry on your way to class with a slight smile on your face.<<else>>The halls are a bit busier now--yours probably isn't the only class slated for this time--and you don't see Beli anymore when you pass through the main hall.<</if>> You head <<if $anatomyDemonstration > 1>>for an open seat near the back when you arrive. She's never directly brought up the incident again, but things have definitely felt awkward between you and Professor Bora ever since you unintentionally got a full tour through her insides during the first week, so you tend to keep a low profile in class.<<else>>right for the nearest open seat when you arrive, hoping the class won't take too long.<</if>> "Good morning everyone! I hope you're doing well today," Professor Bora says in a cheery voice as she stands up at the front of the room. "Are you all excited for the party this Thursday? Oh, this is one of my favorite times of year!" She spends probably close to twenty minutes chatting with the class rather than teaching, but does eventually move on to the lesson. As usual, while Bora is clearly passionate about the subject and tries her best to keep it engaging, you quickly find yourself bored as she prattles on about the specific details of how various systems in the stomach work. She does have one secret weapon for now at least: getting into the Halloween spirit early, she's been giving out candy in exchange for right answers to any questions she poses during class since the start of October. Still, it's all but impossible for a purely academic course to compete with the rest of your more hands on curriculum. "Alright, that should do it for today. Don't forget that we have a test next week!" she says when the lesson is finally over. "And enjoy the rest of your day!" <<AttendAnatomy>>\ With a sigh of relief, you get up from your desk and head out into the hall. Your stomach growls and you slow your pace, considering your options. Tuesdays are always a bit frustrating--you have back to back classes from noon till four, so now is really your only option for lunch... but the dining hall hasn't actually switched over to serving lunch yet, so your only option is a repeat of breakfast. Unless, of course, you were in the mood for something a bit more filling... although that would mean needing to skip your lab in Escapism. [[Prey on your classmates->October 29th- On The Hunt]] [[Go to lunch->October 29th- Lunch]]

<<Time 11>>\ <<if $ateCatherine > 0>>Unsatisfied by your defeat, you<<else>>You<</if>> decide that you'd like to try to find yourself a more satisfying lunch, your stomach letting out <<if $day9Heist > 0>>another<<else>>a<</if>> small growl in approval. You pause to consider where the best place to find suitable prey would be right now... \ <<link "Prowl the upstairs halls">><<set $day9Hunt to "second">><<goto [[October 29th- Leah]]>><</link>> <<link "Stick to the first floor">><<replace "#hunt">><<set $day9Hunt to "first">>\ ...and decide that right here on the first floor of Karbo would be your best bet. It's early on a weekday, plenty of people will be coming or going from class right now. You head down towards the loop of classroom halls to begin your hunt. Almost immediately, you spot someone so enticing that you have to stop yourself from drooling. A girl with an hourglass figure in thigh highs and a short pencil skirt, <<if $breastSize < 35>>with a bust that puts yours to shame<<elseif $breastSize > 59>>with a bust that rivals your own<<else>>with a bust so big you're impressed she's standing upright<</if>>. There's an alluring sway in her step as she saunters down the hall. You quickly follow behind her... but barely make it more than a few steps before she turns into a classroom. You curse under your breath at the unfortunate timing, but don't give up hope yet, resolving to keep watch on this hall specifically in case she leaves to use the bathroom. The opportunity never comes. At some point, a passing crowd of what are clearly juniors and seniors passes through, forcing you to duck out of the hall to avoid catching anyone's eye since you're all alone. When you step back into the open, you're just in time to see the tail end of a //different// group turning the corner at the end of the hall... and a quick check of the room confirms your suspicion that it was the alluring girl's class getting out. You narrowly missed her again. With a sigh, you take it as a sign to give up for now. It might be for the best anyways--you didn't particularly recognize her, there's a good chance she was an upperclassman, especially with a body like that.<<if $totalPrey > 7>> Then again, the challenge might have made for an even better meal...<</if>> You make your way back through the halls to your dorm with a disappointingly empty belly.<</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</link>> <<link "Try going outside">><<replace "#hunt">><<set $day9Hunt to "courtyard">>\ ...and decide that heading outside to the courtyard might make for a good hunting ground. Plenty of people should still be in and out to pass between buildings, especially as lunch approaches, but with the colder weather there's a good chance many will be more focused on hurrying back indoors than keeping an eye out for predators. <<if ($outfit != "uniform") and ($outfit != "sweater")>>After throwing on a sweatshirt, you<<set $lastOutfit to $outfit>><<set $outfit to "sweater">><<else>>You<</if>> make your way down the main hall, through the lobby, and out into the courtyard. A cold wind blowing through just as you step outside makes you briefly reconsider your choice, but you resolve to stick to it. You start slowly walking along the paths between buildings, occasionally stopping to look at some of the decorative tombstones, keeping an eye out for potential prey all the while. A few people pass through, but they're always in small groups, or simply fail to catch your eye as an appealing meal. As time passes, the chill in the air really starts to get to you<<if $lastOutfit != "normal">>--even wearing tall socks, skirts are not very compatible with these temperatures<<else>>, occasional shivers becoming more and more frequent despite your sweater<</if>>. With a sigh, you decide to cut your losses and give up for now, though not without one last ditch effort. You've been mostly ignoring the garden so far, so, as unlikely as it is, you decide to take a look in case someone slipped in without you knowing, or might have for some reason been hanging out there the whole time. Unsurprisingly, there's no one there. Most of the flowers they planted for the fall are still holding up decently well, so you're treated to a pretty sight at least. Something catches your eye just as you're turning to leave. On one of the benches, stationed beneath an archway covered with yellowing leaves, you notice a large book left abandoned on the seat. It looks like a fantasy novel of some kind, though you don't recognize the title. There's a bookmark about halfway through it, but nothing identifying about who it belongs to, and no one else around that might have left it here... \ <<link "Take it">><<replace "#book">><<set $day9Book to true>>After one last glance around to make sure there's nobody here to claim it, you decide to pick it up and take it with you. Knowing where you are, the most likely reason for something like this to be completely abandoned is that the original owner was eaten--you might as well take it as a consolation prize. <<if ($reputation[0] is "glutton") or (!$pacifist and ($karma < -1))>>And if they //are// still around, maybe you could get a meal out of this after all when they come looking for it...<<else>>You can always return it later if you find out someone //is// looking for it.<</if>> Taking the hefty book with you, you head out of the garden and make your way back towards the main building, giving up on your hunt for now. With your belly still disappointingly empty, you return to your room, leaving the book on your bedside table for now.<</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</link>> <<link "It's just a book, why did I even stop to look at this">><<replace "#book">>You just shrug--you're not particularly interested in it, and on the off chance the owner //wasn't// eaten it's probably best to leave it where they'll know to look for it. You head out of the garden and back towards the main building, giving up on your hunt for now. You make your way back through the halls to your dorm with a disappointingly empty belly.<</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</link>>\ <</replace>><</link>>\ A growl from your stomach quickly emphasizes that disappointment before you've so much as sat down. <<if $day9Heist > 0>>Especially considering you missed breakfast, you<<else>>You<</if>> decide to settle for a normal lunch and step right back out of your room to head over to the dining hall. <<if $samRel > 2>>As you step into the hall, you're met by Sam turning the corner toward the dorms, probably on her way back from the class you just skipped. "Oh hey $name! <<if $reputation[0] is "glutton">>Thought maybe you finally bit off more than you could chew<<else>>Was afraid you might have run into trouble<</if>> when you weren't in class," she says, a casual smirk on her lips. "What are you up to?" "Hey! I'm fine, don't worry. I was trying to catch myself a proper meal, but struck out," you say with a shrug. "I'm headed to the dining hall to grab something quick instead if you wanna join me!" "//*Pfft*// Really? <<if $reputation[0] is "glutton">>And here I thought you were supposed to be good<<else>>You must be doing something wrong, finding prey around here is easy<</if>>," she says, chuckling. "I've got a counteroffer--how about you join //me// and I'll show you how a real pred does it." \ [[Go back on the hunt with her->October 29th- Hunt With Sam]] <<link "Decline">><<replace "#sam">>"Sorry, but I think I'm ready to accept defeat for now. I've got another class coming up soon and I probably shouldn't miss <<if $day9Heist > 0>>all of them<<else>>two<</if>> in one day on a maybe," you reply. You smirk. "Unless you're actually asking because you //need// someone to back you up." "Ha! Not a chance, I work better alone anyways," she says with a grin, though there's a hint of disappointment in her tone. "See ya later then, enjoy your boring, tiny meal." "See ya, good luck finding something better!" you say as she starts to walk off. You continue on your way, heading over to the dining hall. It's pretty busy at this hour, but your meal is rather uneventful. You quickly scarf down a plate of ordinary food, then, since you're unfortunately lacking an excuse not to, you get up to head to Escapism after all. <<if $minaEnd is "alive">>[[Head to Escapism->October 29th- Between Classes]]<<else>>[[Head to Escapism->October 29th- Escapism]]<</if>><</replace>><</link>><<else>>It's pretty busy at this hour, but your meal is rather uneventful. You quickly scarf down a plate of ordinary food, then, since you're unfortunately lacking an excuse not to, you get up to head to Escapism after all. <<if $minaEnd is "alive">>[[Head to Escapism->October 29th- Between Classes]]<<else>>[[Head to Escapism->October 29th- Escapism]]<</if>><</if>>

<<Time 11>>\ <<if hasVisited("Heist- Caught")>><<set _noBreakfast to true>>\ You rush through the halls to get back to your room, heading straight for the shower when you arrive. The warm water washes away the slime left behind by the secretary's stomach, and perhaps even some residue from Beli's stomach that might have still been sticking around, leaving you clean and refreshed. Your own stomach growls, reminding you that you can't linger to long. You step out, dry off, and quickly throw on a fresh outfit, then step out into the hall. You pause for a moment as a thought occurs to you--you are //very// hungry at this point, it might be a good time to hunt for a more filling meal, even if it would mean missing your upcoming lab...<<set $outfit to "normal">><<set $outfitState to "normal">> \ [[Go on the hunt->October 29th- On The Hunt]] <<link "Just head to lunch">><<replace "#hunt">><<if !$pacifist>>Not interested in getting on Slate's bad side, you<<else>>You<</if>>carry on your way to the dining hall. Things are pretty barren, though that's to be expected. People don't usually come at this awkward hour unless, like you, they don't have much choice.<<if $fullness is 0>><<set $stamina to Math.min($stamina+8, $staminaMax)>><</if>><</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</link>><<else>><<if hasVisited("Eat Catherine- Failure")>><<set _noBreakfast to true>>You decide to go grab lunch, getting up and heading out of the room to make your way over to the dining hall.<<elseif hasVisited("October 29th- Heist")>><<set _noBreakfast to true>>You decide to grab some food at the dining hall, heading upstairs to cross over to Lampton.<<else>><<set _noBreakfast to false>><<if !$pacifist>>Not interested in getting on Slate's bad side, you elect to settle for a second serving of waffles and<<else>>You<</if>> carry on your way to the dining hall.<</if>> Things are <<if !_noBreakfast>>still <</if>>pretty barren, though that's to be expected. People don't usually come at this awkward hour unless, like you, they don't have much choice. <<done>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</done>> <<if $fullness is 0>><<set $stamina to Math.min($stamina+8, $staminaMax)>><</if>><</if>>\ \ You head up to the buffet line and fix yourself <<if _noBreakfast>>a plate--they still only have the waffles they must have served at breakfast out, since lunch hasn't officially started yet<<else>>another plate, opting for a different flavor than you had this morning at least<</if>>. <<if $sunnyRel < 0>>As you go to find a seat, you do see one familiar face sitting alone at one of the tables... but it's Sunny, who you'd rather not risk hanging around without Emma. So, you just head to one of the many open tables and dig in. The waffles are a little stale at this point, they probably haven't made fresh ones in a while. You choke them down, pass a little time on your phone, and before long it's time for your next class. [[Head to Survival->October 29th- Leah]]<<else>>As you start to look for a seat, you notice a familiar face at one of the tables: Sunny. She seems to be by herself for once, which is a pretty rare sight with her. \ [[Sit with Sunny->Lunch- Sunny]] <<link "Sit alone">><<replace "#choice">>But, you're not quite in the mood for socializing at the moment, so you just carry on your way to one of the many empty tables. The waffles are a little stale at this point, they probably haven't made fresh ones in a while. You choke them down, pass a little time on your phone, and before long it's time for your next class. [[Head to Survival->October 29th- Leah]]<</replace>><</link>> <</if>>

<<Time 12>>\ You find the classroom far from busy when you step inside, which makes sense since you're a little early. <<if $ateCatherine > 2>>Emma is already there when you arrive... <<if $emmaRel < 2>>and she's very clearly avoiding your gaze. You can't help blushing a little as you hurry to an open seat.<<else>>and you unfortunately lock eyes with her. <<if $emmaRel > 3>>You notice her cheeks flush and there's an almost impish smile on her face<<else>>Her cheeks flush a little and there's a knowing look in her eyes<</if>>, but she just gives you a friendly wave without a word. You return the gesture and hurry over to an open seat, blushing yourself now. Hopefully this exchange will be the extent of either of you acknowledging what happened...<</if>><<else>>\ <<if $emmaRel > 2>>Emma is already there when you arrive, but she's sitting between Sarah and Mallory and clearly in the middle of a conversation, so you simply exchange a friendly wave before taking an open seat and<<else>>You pick an open desk and sit down,<</if>> settling in for today's lesson.<</if>><<if $fullness > 2>> It's a little difficult to get comfortable with your gut still as big as it is, the edge of the desk jutting into your squishy, bloated midsection whenever you try to sit in a normal position.<</if>><<if $samRel > 1>> Just seconds before class starts, Sam steps into the room. She heads for the seat next to you with a <<if $fullness > 1>>grin, eying your belly<<else>>slight smile<</if>>, but the two of you barely even have time to say hello before the professor begins to address the class.<</if>> "Okay, good afternoon everyone! I hope you all had a good weekend," Professor Steria says as she gets up from her desk to stand at the front of the room. "Bear with me for a moment while I handle attendance, and then we'll begin..!" Steria is your only professor that still does roll call this late in the semester, seemingly nervous that she'll accidentally overlook someone if she doesn't. It takes a few minutes to run down the list, then she shifts into the lesson. It's nothing too interesting, just reviewing the subject you focused on for most of last week: ways to effectively break out of some of the more common holds predators will try to put their prey in to subdue them. You can't help zoning out a little<<if $fullness > 1>>, your focus gradually shifting towards massaging and playing with your stuffed belly rather than paying attention. As<<else>>--as<</if>> nice as she is, Steria isn't the most engaging speaker and often fumbles over her words. "That should do it for today, thank you for coming everyone! Oh, and we'll be having a lab of sorts on Friday! I'll talk about it more on Thursday," she says once the lesson is through. "Have a wonderful day!" <<AttendSurvival>>\ <<if $samRel > 2>>\ "Finally, this class is so boring..." Sam grumbles as she stands up from her desk. <<if $fullness > 1>>"Nice gut, looks like you had a good morning." "Heh<<if $ateCatherine > 2>>... you could say that..." you reply, glancing off to the side with a slight blush. "So, uh, what<<else>>, I'd say so. Skipped A&P and got a big breakfast out of it," you reply with a smirk. "Nice," Sam says with a grin. "What<</if>> are you up to for the rest of the day?" "Well, I'm supposed to have an Escapism lab in a little bit, but I doubt that's going to work out," you say, patting your belly for emphasis. "So I'll probably just be kicking back to relax in my dorm for a while." "That sounds like a much better time to me," Sam says with a chuckle. "But, I've got a counteroffer! I was thinking of looking for a big lunch myself, you wanna tag along? Assuming you can keep up with me while you're lugging that thing around, anyway."<<else>>"What are you up to for the rest of the day?" "I've got another class right after this," you say. You stretch your arms and stand up from your desk. "Lab day in Escapism." "Ha, sucks for you," Sam chuckles. "You should skip! I was thinking of going to try and catch a big lunch, maybe we could find prey for you too if you tag along."<</if>> \ [[Let's do it->October 29th- Hunt With Sam]] <<link "No thanks">><<replace "#choice">>"I think I'll pass, sorry," you say. "<<if $fullness > 1>>I'd rather just laze around until all this is dealt with," you add, patting your belly again.<<else>>I really shouldn't miss a lab day."<</if>> "Suit yourself, I work better alone anyways," she says with a shrug, a hint of disappointment in her tone. "See ya later then." "See ya, good luck on your hunt!" you say. She heads for the door and you shuffle out into the hall not far behind her.<<if $fullness < 1>> One class left to go... <<if ($minaEnd is "alive") or (($freshCoupleRel > 2) and ($totalPrey > 3))>>[[Head to Escapism->October 29th- Between Classes]]<<else>>[[Head to Escapism->October 29th- Escapism]]<</if>><<else>> <<if ($freshCoupleRel > 2) and ($totalPrey > 3)>>[[Return to your dorm to relax->October 29th- Between Classes]]<<else>>[[Return to your dorm to relax->October 29th- Skip Class]]<</if>><</if>><</replace>><</link>>\ <<else>>\ <<if $samRel > 1>>"Finally, this class is so boring..." Sam grumbles as she stands up from her desk. <<if $fullness > 1>>"Nice gut, looks like you had a good morning." "Heh<<if $ateCatherine > 2>>... you could say that..." you reply, glancing off to the side with a slight blush. "So, uh, what<<else>>, I'd say so. Skipped A&P and got a big breakfast out of it," you reply with a smirk. "Nice," Sam says with a grin. "What<</if>> are you up to for the rest of the day?" "Well, I'm supposed to have an Escapism lab in a little bit, but I doubt that's going to work out," you say, patting your belly for emphasis. "So I'll probably just be kicking back to relax in my dorm for a while." "That sounds like a much better time to me," Sam says with a chuckle. There's an awkward pause. "Well, uh, have fun with that, see you later!" "See ya!" you say. She heads for the door and you shuffle out into the hall not far behind her.\ <<else>>"What are you up to for the rest of the day?" "I've got another class right after this," you say. You stretch your arms and stand up from your desk. "Lab day in Escapism." "Ha, sucks for you," Sam chuckles. "But, um, good luck I guess. See you later!" "See ya!" you say. She heads for the door and you shuffle out into the hall not far behind her.<</if>><<else>> You stretch your arms and stand up from your desk,<<if $fullness > 1>> an unusual groan rumbling through your belly alongside the exertion,<</if>> then shuffle out into the hall with your classmates.<</if>><<if $fullness < 1>> One class left to go... <<if ($minaEnd is "alive") or (($freshCoupleRel > 2) and ($totalPrey > 3))>>[[Head to Escapism->October 29th- Between Classes]]<<else>>[[Head to Escapism->October 29th- Escapism]]<</if>><<else>> <<if ($freshCoupleRel > 2) and ($totalPrey > 3)>>[[Return to your dorm to relax->October 29th- Between Classes]]<<else>>[[Return to your dorm to relax->October 29th- Skip Class]]<</if>><</if>><</if>>

<<Time 14>><<if $outfit is "sweater">><<set $outfit to $lastOutfit>><</if>><<if !hasVisited("October 29th- Between Classes") and ($minaEnd is "alive")>><<set $minaEnd to "unknown">><</if>><<if hasVisited("October 29th- Survival") and ($emmaRel > 2) and !(($freshCoupleRel > 2) and ($totalPrey > 3))>><<set _minaEmma to true>><<else>><<set _minaEmma to false>><</if>>\ <<set _eaten to 0>><<if $eatenByAlice>><<set _eaten += 1>><</if>><<if $eatenByAliceCookout>><<set _eaten += 1>><</if>><<if $eatenByAliceDay4>><<set _eaten += 1>><</if>><<if $eatenByAliceDay7>><<set _eaten += 1>><</if>><<if $eatenByAliceDay8>><<set _eaten += 1>><</if>>\ <<if hasVisited("October 29th- Between Classes")>><<if $minaEnd is "alive">><<set $escapismLate += 1>>You<<if _minaEmma>>, Emma,<</if>> and Mina carry on to the room for Escapism, hurrying inside to the first open seats you can find. You're just //barely// too late--Slate is already at the front of the room starting her introduction for the day. She's barely gotten a word in yet, so most teachers wouldn't care, but even before you catch her shooting you a stern glare you know it's enough for Slate to mark you late.<<else>>You make your way upstairs and through the halls to the room for Escapism, heading for the nearest open seat you can find. It isn't long before Professor Slate gets started.<</if>><<elseif hasVisited("October 29th- On The Hunt")>>You make your way upstairs and back over to Karbo, heading through the halls to the room for Escapism. The room is mostly full already since class is starting shortly, so you just head for the nearest open seat you can find. It isn't long before Professor Slate gets started.<<elseif $eatenByLeahDay9>>You head straight down the hall to the room for Escapism, taking a seat at the nearest desk when you arrive. You pass some time on your phone as the rest of your classmates gradually filter into the room, until finally Professor Slate gets started.<<else>><<if $emmaRel > 2>>"Heya $name!" Emma says, hurrying to catch up with you as you make your way down the hall toward the room for Escapism. "How's your day been?" "Hey! <<if $day9Heist > 0>>Pretty good so far, uh, kinda uneventful," you say, thinking better of mentioning your 'heist' with Beli.<<if $day9CatherineVorny>>.. particularly how it ended.<</if>><<else>>Good so far, pretty uneventful," you say with a shrug.<</if>> "How about you?" "Pretty much the same," she replies with a laugh. "You ready for lab?" you ask. "As ready as ever," she says with a sigh. "Hopefully I get a good partner, the girl I was with last time was so grumpy about it..." The two of you keep chatting as you head into the classroom and take a seat. Before you know it, the rest of the desks are filled and Professor Slate stands at the front of the room to get started.<<else>>You head straight down the hall to the room for Escapism--technically you have close to a half hour before class starts, but you know from past experience that the room is open already and there really isn't time to do much of anything before you'd have to stop and go to class anyways. So, you just make your way down to the mostly empty room and take a seat at the nearest desk. You pass some time on your phone as the rest of your classmates gradually filter into the room, until finally Professor Slate gets started.<</if>><</if>> "Quiet everyone, class has begun," she says in a stern tone. "Today is a lab period, as you should all be aware. I also expect you to know how this works by now, so I will be brief." She grabs a bottle of antacid tablets from her desk and begins to walk around the room passing them out as she talks, checking to be sure each person actually takes them before moving on. "For this lab, I would like you to focus on struggling as efficiently as possible, as we have been discussing lately. Search your predator's stomach for tender areas and weak points so that you can fight back with focused precision, rather than wasting energy on frantic thrashing," she explains. "In a real situation, both approaches have their place given that time is not on your side, but for today while you are free from real threat your goal should be to escape with as little exertion as possible." Once everyone has taken their antacid, Slate returns to the front of the room to begin pairing everyone up. You're one of the first to be called... "$name $last and Alice Mercato." You blink, staring blankly at Slate for a moment before scanning the room for <<if $aliceRel > 0>>her<<else>>the bratty girl<</if>>. She's in the very back of the room--her typical spot thanks to her antagonistic relationship with Slate--<<if $aliceRel < -2>>glaring right at you already. She looks like she's contemplating simply walking out of class right now<<if $minaEnd is "alice">>--and you are too, after what she did to Mina just yesterday<</if>>.<<else>>looking annoyed. She doesn't seem to have had any real reaction to her name being called, clearly waiting for //you// to come to //her//.<</if>> <<if $emmaRel > 2>>"Oof, good luck," Emma says with a sympathetic smile. "Thanks..." you reply. <</if>>With <<if $aliceSimp > 0>>a nervous<<elseif $minaEnd is "alice">>a frustrated<<else>>an uncertain<</if>> look on your face, you get up from your seat and walk over to her. <<if $aliceRel < -2>>She never stops glaring as you approach<<else>>She looks you over as you approach, scowling<</if>>. Somewhat to your surprise, she's wearing one of the school uniforms. <<if $aliceRel > 1>>It actually looks pretty good on her, but you doubt she'd want to hear that right now.<<else>>It must have been tough for her to decide between dressing so plainly or soiling her expensive clothes.<</if>> <<if $aliceRel < -1>><<if $minaEnd is "alice">>"Alice," is all you say at first, glaring at her.<<else>>"Well, this was bound to happen eventually," you chuckle.<</if>> "<<if _eaten > 0>>Should I tell Slate that we already know for sure you won't be a challenge for me?<<else>>Think you can behave for one class period?<</if>>"<<elseif ($outfit is "uniform") and ($aliceRel > 0)>>"Well, I guess one of us is gonna have to change," you say with a quick laugh, gesturing to your own uniform. She doesn't stop scowling. "Um, anyways, hey. We're partners."<<else>>"Uh, hey Alice," you say, offering a polite wave.<</if>> She huffs, then plants her hands on the desk and shoves herself up onto her feet. <<if $aliceRel < -2>>"This is //unbelievable//. That old hag must have done this on purpose, pairing me up with absolute gutter trash like you..! You don't even deserve to be in the same room as me, let alone get to... Ugh!" she growls, stomping one foot to emphasize her frustration.<<else>>"Let's get this over with. I expect you to take this seriously and treat this opportunity as the extraordinary privilege that it is. If it weren't strictly required for my education, I would never allow this disgusting transaction," she says, crossing her arms with a look of disdain on her face.<</if>> "We will never speak of this again after the training is over. Got that?" \ <<link "Be polite and professional">><<replace "#choice">>\ <<if $aliceRel < -2>>"Look, this sucks for both of us, let's not make it more difficult than it has to be, alright? Let's just get this over with," you say with a sigh. "I'm up first as the predator, let me know when you're ready. And yes, I know this doesn't really count as anything and won't gloat about it."<<else>>"Of course, labs are always a little awkward for everyone," you assure her<<if $aliceRel > 1>>, offering a sympathetic smile<</if>>. "I'm up first as the predator, so just let me know when you're ready."<</if>> She studies you for a moment, then sighs. She slides off her shoes and steps forward, reluctantly holding her hands out toward you. "Fine. Make it quick..." she grumbles. You nod, gently grabbing her wrists and pulling her hands toward your mouth.<<if $aliceSimp > 1>> Your hands tremble a little and your heartbeat elevates, feeling nervous about handling her like this. Hopefully she doesn't notice.<</if>> Her skin is shockingly smooth, and this close up it's very clear that she's wearing some sort of floral perfume. Her red-painted nails disappear past your lips, soon followed by the rest of her hands. <<if $aliceRel < -2>>Though a part of you would rather savor the moment, you<<else>>You<</if>> do your best to move as quickly as possible to try to keep things courteous and professional. <<if $aliceRel < -2>>"Don't you //dare// lift me overhead, bitch,"<<else>>"Do //not// lift me overhead,"<</if>> Alice says as you reach for her waist. She's glaring at you as best she can from her current position with her head barely an inch away from your lips. You<<if $aliceRel < -2>> roll your eyes and<</if>> give a very faint nod in agreement before carrying on. Her head sinks down into your throat, her arms starting to stretch your stomach. You guide her body into yours as smoothly as you can, obliging her request by leaning forward and only ever lifting her up as much as is strictly necessary. It slows down the process quite a bit, but before long your lips seal shut and you feel her feet sliding down your throat. Stifling a small burp, you gently rest a hand on your belly. <<if $aliceSimp > 1>>You can feel butterflies in your stomach alongside her. You have //Alice Mercato// curled up inside of you right now--it doesn't quite feel real. You're both excited and terrified of making some kind of mistake that will ruin your standing with her.<<else>> Even though you're doing your best to take this seriously and not provoke her, you can't help <<if $aliceRel < -2>>grinning to yourself. You have //Alice// trapped in your gut right now, <<if $minaEnd is "alice">>the one who ate Mina and laughed off your attempt to help<<elseif _eaten > 2>>the asshole that's tried to eat you almost more times than you can count<<else>>the biggest bully in your grade that's had it out for you since the start of the year<</if>>.<<else>>cracking a slight smile. You have //the// Alice Mercato curled up and trapped in your gut right now.<</if>> Regardless of the antacid in play, it's an immensely satisfying sensation.<</if>> "Okay Alice, whenever you're ready," you say, easing back to sit in her chair. "I don't need your permission," she grunts. "Be quiet while I work..." You <<if $aliceRel < 2>>sigh and roll your eyes, but <</if>>oblige, not saying anything more while she struggles. At first, you don't feel much, just subtle shifting beneath the surface. Then, you grunt and lurch forward as she makes a hard shove against your stomach, followed by a few more precise strikes. Regrettably, she does seem to actually pay attention in class despite her distaste for the professor. <<if $oralProficiency < 4>>You do your best to keep her under control without getting too aggressive for a class setting like this, but you never really regain control of the situation after that opening blow. She always seems to know just where to strike, and every time you think you've got her locked down so you can catch your breath, she finds an opening and hits back harder. Your stomach shudders and quakes, then at barely the fifteen minute mark you find yourself spilling your guts on the classroom floor. "Ugh, disgusting..." Alice mutters as she pushes herself up off the ground. She's coated in slimy fluid from her trip inside of you, scowling as she flicks some of it off her hands. "Well done, Mercato," Professor Slate says, stopping by to check in. "I'm impressed, your technique seems to be developing quite nicely. The two of you may switch roles."<<else>>You do your best to keep her under control without getting too aggressive for a class setting like this. She's much more formidable as prey than you were expecting, always seeming to know just where to strike and proving quite adept at breaking out of your hold when you try to restrain her. It's a tough battle and you can definitely feel your stomach aching by the end, but you manage to hold her down for the full half hour. "Time is up, Mercato," Slate says, stopping by to check in. You flinch as she rests a cold hand on top of your belly. "Release her please, Miss $last, it's time for the two of you to switch roles." You flinch again as Alice makes a sudden, frustrated kick forward, accompanied by an incoherent shout. Flexing your muscles and pushing in from below, you quickly force her back up your throat and out onto the floor. She's drenched in slimy fluid and looking absolutely furious, though her attention is first turned towards Slate. A few awkward seconds of silence pass as they stare each other down, then Slate nods. "You did well from what I saw, Mercato, keep refining your technique," she says. "Miss $last is one of this class's best predators, and you were clearly having some effect on her. I won't deduct too many points for failing to escape." Alice grumbles to herself as she gets up onto her feet, then turns to you with a murderous look in her eye. "Not. One. Word."<</if>> [[Your turn to be prey->Escapism Lab- Alice]]<<set $predName to "normal">>\ <</replace>><</link>> <<link "Obviously I'm going to taunt her and savor every moment of this">><<replace "#choice">>\ "Yes, your highness," you say in a mocking tone.<<if $aliceRel > 1>> For whatever reason, her acting so high and mighty about this is the last straw for you, no longer caring to try to stay on her good side.<</if>> "Any other requests? Should I give you a massage while you're in there? Maybe pretend that you're the strongest prey I've ever dealt with to keep your ego intact?" "Oh you're going to //wish// you had to pretend you <<if $fat > 49>>oversized<<else>>little<</if>>--" "Yeah, yeah, whatever prey. In case you forgot, I'm up first as the predator, so let's get you in my gut already," you say with a smirk. "I'm thinking feet-first, that work for you? Or maybe you just want to crawl in yourself?" "Absolutely not!" Alice snaps, clenching her fists. "If you're going to be such an insufferable--" "Mercato," Professor Slate says with enough authority to cut her off, coming over to see what the commotion is about. "We have been over this, training against your classmate's stomachs like this is mandatory and you will not receive any special treatment. I don't care what your relationship outside of class may be, you //will// let Miss $last swallow you. Is that clear?" "...yes..." Alice hisses after a long pause. There's a look on her face like she's contemplating murder. "Good," Slate says with a curt nod. She glances over at you. "And Miss $last, do remember the rules of conduct. Inappropriate behavior or acting in a way that deliberately humiliates your partner will not be tolerated." "Yes ma'am, understood," you say with an innocent smile. You turn your attention back to Alice with a smug look when the professor takes her leave. "So, ready to be my prey now?" She just glares at you, silently fuming. "Well, we can't just stand here all day," you say with a shrug, "so I'll take that look as: 'go ahead and eat me, $name, I'm too shy to say it out loud'." Without a moment's hesitation, you step forward, grab her arms, and pull her close with your mouth open wide. She starts to say something, presumably protesting the rough treatment, but her voice is muffled by your body before she can get a word in. You swallow her down to her shoulders as quickly as you can... then start to take things extra slow to really savor the experience. You barely even help your body along, just slowly leaning forward as the natural contractions of your esophagus inch her deeper toward your stomach. She squirms in outrage as she sinks into your body, and as soon as you feel her head start to bulge out your belly she voices her protest. "You worthless, disgusting <<if $fat > 49>>pig<<else>>trash<</if>>! I did //not// give you permission to start, bitch!" she shouts, muffled by your stomach. "These shoes cost more than your entire wardrobe, you better take them off before any of your filth gets on them... Ugh, just get on with it already!" You smirk--at least as much as you can with Alice's waist stretching your lips. After checking that Slate isn't currently looking your way, you oblige her request... by flipping her up over your head. Her legs flail wildly as you eagerly gulp down the rest of her with the assistance of gravity, anyone else in the class that might have been watching briefly getting a glimpse of what's beneath her skirt. More muffled insults are hurled at you from inside your stomach, naturally. As her feet approach your lips, you slow down and <<if ($aliceRel > -3) and ($karma > -3)>>haphazardly pull off her shoes. You'd rather not push her //too// much and it makes the experience more pleasant for you anyway.<<else>>rest your hands on her shoes for a moment... only to let go and finish the job without removing them. They're scratchy and unpleasant as they slide down your throat, but the immediate spike in Alice's outrage is satisfying enough to make up for it.<</if>> "//*UUurrrrrp!*// Hey, you tasted pretty great!" you say as the last of her slides into your gut. "<<if $aliceRel < -2>>We should definitely do this again outside of class some time<<else>>Maybe we'll have to do this again after class<</if>>.~" You intentionally push out another burp as you drop back to sit in her chair. With a wild grin on your face, you give your belly a satisfied pat--you really have //Alice// trapped in your stomach right now. //The// Alice, <<if $minaEnd is "alice">>the one who ate Mina and laughed off your attempt to help<<elseif _eaten > 2>>the asshole that's tried to eat you almost more times than you can count<<else>>the biggest bully in your grade that's had it out for you since the start of the year<</if>>. Regardless of the antacid in play, it's an immensely satisfying sensation to have her squirming inside of you. "In your dreams you pathetic, worthless little..! Ugh, you're going to pay for this!" she growls, already kicking and shoving at the walls of your stomach. "Yeah, whatever," you chuckle. "Show me what you've got already, rich bitch." You've clearly //really// gotten under her skin--she's not listening to Slate's instructions for today in the slightest, instead wildly thrashing in outrage. Every so often, she seems to start to get herself under control and try to shift into a more strategic approach, but all it takes is the slightest taunt to send her into a furious rage again. Naturally, you're making the most of the situation, goading her and reveling in her position as your prey whenever you can, though you have to take care not to go so overboard that you attract Slate's attention. <<if $oralProficiency < 3>>Unfortunately, while provoking her is fun, you don't actually have the fortitude to stand up to her rage for all that long. You barely even make it halfway through the time limit when your stomach gives out, ejecting the furious girl out onto the classroom floor. There's a murderous look in her eyes as she pushes herself up and turns to glare at you, a look amplified by her present slimy, disheveled state. "You're even more pathetic than I thought..!" she growls, breathing heavily. "How disappointing, Mercato. You might have escaped on account of Miss $last's lacking skill as a predator, but from what I saw you completely disregarded the technique you were meant to be practicing in this lab," Professor Slate says. "Don't expect a high grade for today. You may switch places."<<else>>Her all out assault is definitely effective, regardless of what she's //supposed// to be doing, but you're able to mitigate her wild thrashing enough to hold out until she tires herself out. She loses steam about halfway through, her efforts becoming sporadic and interspersed with long breaks to rest. Once she starts leaving you plenty of opportunities to soothe your aching belly like that, you're easily able to keep her locked down for the full half hour. "Time is up, Mercato," Slate says, stopping by to check in. You flinch as she rests a cold hand on top of your belly. "Release her please, Miss $last, it's time for the two of you to switch roles." You flinch again as Alice makes a sudden, frustrated kick forward, accompanied by an incoherent shout. Flexing your muscles and pushing in from below, you quickly force her back up your throat and out onto the floor. She's drenched in slimy fluid and looking absolutely furious, immediately pushing herself up and turning to stare daggers at you. "I'm very disappointed, Mercato. Not only did you disregard the technique you were meant to be practicing in this lab, you couldn't even manage to escape with the method you //did// pursue," Slate says in a stern tone. "I understand Miss $last was not exactly the most sporting partner," she briefly shoots you a look, "but knowing how to control your frustration is crucial to escaping from a skilled predator. Perhaps a particularly important skill to focus on for you, in fact. I expect you to learn from this and perform better next time."<</if>><<if $aliceRel > -5>> <<if $aliceRel is -4>><<Alice -1>><<elseif $aliceRel is -3>><<Alice -2>><<else>><<Alice -3>><</if>><</if>> You give Alice a sheepish look as Slate walks off and she turns her attention back to you. Looks like the fun part is over... [[Your turn to be prey->Escapism Lab- Alice]]<<set $predName to "aggro">>\ <</replace>><</link>><<if $aliceRel > -1>> <<link "Apologize for the inconvenience and do whatever she asks">><<replace "#choice">><<set $aliceSimp += 1>>\ "Of course, I wouldn't dream of it! Sorry you have to deal with this, labs are always unpleasant," you say with a nervous smile<<if $aliceSimp > 2>>, eager to stay on her good side<<else>>, trying to appease her so that things go as smooth as possible<</if>>. "I know I'm up as the predator first, but I'll, um, follow your lead." She studies you for a moment, then gives a slight nod. She slides off her shoes and steps forward, reluctantly holding her hands out toward you. "Good. You may swallow me, but make it quick," she says. "And keep your hands to yourself." You nod, gently grabbing her wrists and pulling her hands toward your mouth.<<if $aliceSimp > 1>> Your own hands tremble a little and your heartbeat elevates, feeling nervous about handling her like this. Hopefully she doesn't notice.<</if>> Her skin is shockingly smooth, and this close up it's very clear that she's wearing some sort of floral perfume. Her red-painted nails disappear past your lips, soon followed by the rest of her hands. You do your best to move as quickly as possible to try to keep things courteous and professional. "Do //not// lift me overhead," Alice says as you reach for her waist. She's glaring at you as best she can from her current position with her head barely an inch away from your lips. You give a very faint nod in agreement before carrying on. Her head sinks down into your throat, her arms starting to stretch your stomach. You guide her body into yours as smoothly as you can, obliging her request by leaning forward and only ever lifting her up as much as is strictly necessary. It slows down the process quite a bit, but before long your lips seal shut and you feel her feet sliding down your throat. "Okay Alice, are you //*UUUrrrp*//--oh god, sorry about that..!" you say, a slight blush creeping onto your cheeks. "Are you comfortable in there?" You take a seat in her chair and gently rest a hand on your belly. <<if $aliceSimp > 1>>You can feel butterflies in your stomach alongside her. You have //Alice Mercato// curled up inside of you right now--it doesn't quite feel real. You're both excited and terrified of making some kind of mistake that will ruin your standing with her.<<else>>Even though you're doing your best to take this seriously and not provoke her, you can't help cracking a slight smile. You have //the// Alice Mercato curled up and trapped in your gut right now. Regardless of the antacid in play, it's an immensely satisfying sensation.<</if>> "Stand back up," her muffled voice commands. "It will give me more room to work." "Right, of course," you say, pushing yourself back up onto your feet. "Do you, uh, want me to resist you?" "It wouldn't be very good training if you didn't," she grunts. "Now be quiet while I work." You nod and stand a little straighter, even though she wouldn't possibly be able to see you, remaining silent while she starts to struggle. At first, you don't feel much, just subtle shifting beneath the surface. Then, you grunt and lurch forward as she makes a hard shove against your stomach, followed by a few more precise strikes. Not only is she a skilled predator, she seems to really pay attention in class despite her distaste for the professor. <<if $oralProficiency < 4>>You do your best to keep her under control without getting too aggressive to avoid angering her, but don't end up ever needing to pull any punches--she really is too strong for you. She always seems to know just where to strike, and every time you think you've got her locked down so you can catch your breath, she finds an opening and hits back harder. Your stomach shudders and quakes, then at barely the fifteen minute mark you find yourself spilling your guts on the classroom floor.<<else>>You do your best to keep her under control without getting too aggressive for a class setting like this. She's much more formidable as prey than you were expecting, always seeming to know just where to strike and proving quite adept at breaking out of your hold when you try to restrain her. It's a tough battle and you can definitely feel your stomach aching, but it starts to become clear that you're going to come out on top... and you know Alice isn't going to like that. So, despite what she said about training, you start to get sloppy on purpose: reacting too slowly to her efforts, leaving yourself wide open when you feel her probing for a good place to strike. Starting to worry that she still might not quite manage by the thirty minute mark, you end up intentionally triggering your own vomit reflex just to be safe, acting defeated when she slides back out of you onto the classroom floor.<</if>> "Ugh, disgusting..." Alice mutters as she pushes herself up off the ground. She's coated in slimy fluid from her trip inside of you, scowling as she flicks some of it off her hands. "Well done, Mercato," Professor Slate says, stopping by to check in. "I'm impressed, your technique seems to be developing quite nicely. The two of you may switch roles." [[Your turn to be prey->Escapism Lab- Alice]]<<set $predName to "simp">>\ <</replace>><</link>><</if>>\

<<Time 14.75>><<set $escapismLabAlice to true>><<set _followedInstructions to false>><<set _tooStrong to 0>>\ <<set _eaten to 0>><<if $eatenByAlice>><<set _eaten += 1>><</if>><<if $eatenByAliceCookout>><<set _eaten += 1>><</if>><<if $eatenByAliceDay4>><<set _eaten += 1>><</if>><<if $eatenByAliceDay7>><<set _eaten += 1>><</if>><<if $eatenByAliceDay8>><<set _eaten += 1>><</if>><<set _aggro to false>><<set _probeTaunt to false>>\ <<if $predName is "aggro">><<set _predChoice to 1>><<set $preyAction to "aggro">><<elseif $predName is "simp">><<set _predChoice to 2>><<else>><<set _predChoice to 0>><</if>><<set $predName to "Alice">><<set $predSS to 50>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "AliceLab_PreyStruggle">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "AliceLab(TEXT)">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "AliceLab_Actions">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Alice Lab- End">><<set $noAllOut to true>><<set $usingAntacid to true>>\ <<if (_predChoice is 1) or ($aliceRel < -4)>><<set _aggro to true>>"Alright, <<if $breastSize > 59>>you disgusting cow<<elseif $fat > 49>>you worthless pig<<elseif $outfit is "skimpy">>slut<<else>>loser<</if>>, my turn," Alice hisses. She marches forward and grabs the front of your shirt, her face red with anger and frustration. "Let's do this the right way around.~" "Hey, c'mon, we're still--" She yanks you forward before you can even finish your thought, using her other hand to cram your head into her mouth with an obvious disregard for your comfort. You let out a frustrated grunt that's quickly lost in the wet flesh of her throat as it presses and squeezes around your head. Rough, staggered swallows drag you deeper into her body bit by bit, her lips advancing down past your chest. Her heartbeat sounds elevated--<<if _predChoice is 1>>you //really// pissed her off<<else>>she's //really// pissed off about getting partnered with you<</if>>. Her warm, slick flesh wraps around you as you're plunged deeper into her body, the air inside of her thick and humid. Though she's being overly aggressive about it, she's at least moving fairly quickly. You feel her force your legs up over her head as your upper body curls up into the cramped, squishy pit of her stomach. <<if $buttSize > 59>>You grunt and give a hard shove to the walls in protest as she reaches your hips and gets uncomfortably handsy forcing them in, evidently struggling with--or at least frustrated by--the size of your plump cheeks. <</if>>Soon enough, you're fully sealed inside of her. "//*Urrrrp...*// That's more like it..." Alice grumbles, doing her best to stifle the burp forced up by your entry. Your whole world shakes and shudders as she drops back to sit down, followed by her practically punching you with how hard she slams one of her hands down to rest on her gut. "It's complete //bullshit// that I have to let you back out of there..." "Oh shut up, <<if _eaten > 0>>we both know you can't keep me down even when you're going all out<<else>>I'm going to bust out of here on my own anyway<</if>>..." you say, giving a defiant kick forward. A deep growl rumbles through the air as the chamber subtly shakes from the impact.<<if $minaEnd is "alice">> You feel a small pit in your stomach, the thought flashing through your mind that Mina was in here not all that long ago, and never came back out...<<elseif _eaten > 2>> An odd mix of frustration and embarrassment washes over you as you settle into your surroundings--the inside of her stomach is honestly starting to feel almost familiar to you at this point.<</if>> "You shut up! Don't think I won't treat you like the worthless prey you are even if I'm not allowed to finish the job," Alice hisses, smacking her belly again.\ <<else>><<if _predChoice is 2>>"Great work Alice, you really kicked my butt!" you say with a smile. "Of course I did," Alice scoffs<<if $oralProficiency > 3>>, oblivious to the fact that she actually didn't<</if>>. <<if $aliceSimp > 1>>She silently looks you over for a moment, a faint smirk on her lips, then sighs. "As much as I'd like to find out if you would crawl down my throat yourself if I asked, I want to get this over with as quickly as possible, so..."<<else>>She looks you over for a moment. "Let's get this over with already, I don't want this filth on me for even a second longer than it needs to be.<<if $breastSize > 59>>.. ugh, why do you have to be such a fat cow...<<elseif $fat > 49>>.. ugh, why do you have to be such a fat slob...<</if>><</if>><<else>>\ <<if $oralProficiency > 3>><<if $aliceRel < -2>>"I'll try not to gloat too--"<<else>>"Soooo, uh, I guess it's my--"<</if>><<else>><<if $aliceRel < -1>>For the record, if it weren't for the antac--<<else>>"Hey, good job! You really--<</if>>"<</if>> you start to say. <<if $oralProficiency > 3>>"I said //not a word//!" Alice snaps, staring daggers at you. "Let's get this over with already, <<else>>"Let's get this over with already..." Alice says, with no indication that she even knew you were talking. "<</if>>I don't want this filth on me for even a second longer than it needs to be.<<if $breastSize > 59>>.. ugh, why do you have to be such a fat cow...<<elseif $fat > 49>>.. ugh, why do you have to be such a fat slob...<</if>><</if>>" Before you can reply, she grabs the front of your shirt and yanks you toward her, smoothly guiding your head into her mouth as you stumble forward. <<if $aliceSimp > 1>>Your heart skips a beat for a moment as the warmth of her breath washes over you, the sensation of passing through her lips feeling strangely intimate. You relax and go limp, letting<<else>>Instinctively, you reach for her arm to resist, then remember that you have no choice but to let her swallow you anyways. So, you relax and let<</if>> your head slide forward along her tongue towards the tight tunnel of her throat. Her warm, slick flesh wraps around you as you're plunged deeper into her body, the air inside of her thick and humid. She moves <<if $playerSize > 5>>as quickly as she can, cramming your oversized body down into the constricting passage to her stomach with as much force as she can muster.<<else>>quickly, almost effortlessly sliding you down into her stomach.<</if>> Your chest is <<if $breastSize < 10>>gliding<<elseif $breastSize > 44>>squeezing<<else>>passing<</if>> through her lips in just a few seconds; you barely notice her lifting you up through the disorientation of curling up into her cramped gut.<<if $buttSize > 59>> The only time she seems to have any<<if $playerSize > 5>> serious<</if>> trouble is when your hips first start to pass into her throat, straining, at first, to cram your plump cheeks through the tight opening.<</if>> Beyond her initial grab, she isn't particularly rough, just efficient. Even accounting for the fact that you weren't resisting, it's alarming how little time passes before you're fully sealed into the groaning, squishy pit of her stomach. "//*Urrrrp...*// At least this way around is more appropriate," Alice grumbles, doing her best to stifle the burp forced up by your entry. She casually drops back to sit in her chair while you're still trying to orient yourself inside of her, sending a chaotic shockwave bouncing through the walls. "Still a waste of my time... You should count yourself lucky you get to<<if _eaten > 0>>... train in there...<<else>> be in there and live to talk about it.<</if>>" <<if _predChoice is 2>>"Of course, it's an honor!" you say<<if $aliceSimp < 2>>, still trying to stay on her good side<</if>>. You shift around in the darkness of her gut, trying to get into a somewhat comfortable position within the tight embrace of her flesh. "Let me know when you're ready for me to start! And just say the word if I'm going too hard!" "Ha! As if you could," Alice sneers. You flinch as she slaps one of her hands against the top of her gut, leaving it leisurely resting there. "I'm not being graded on this part, so I don't care what you do. Take a nap in there for all I care, it's already improper enough that I have to let you out anyway..."<<else>>You roll your eyes in the darkness of her gut, shifting around to get yourself into a stable, mostly comfortable position.<<if _eaten > 2>> An odd mix of frustration and embarrassment washes over you as you settle into your surroundings--the inside of her stomach is honestly starting to feel almost familiar to you at this point.<<elseif $eatenByAliceDay8>> You're not exactly thrilled to be back here already, even with the antacid in effect.<</if>> A loud groan ripples through the walls to cut you off the first time you try to speak up, her stomach evidently just as displeased about being used for safe training as she is. "Right... what an honor<<if _eaten > 0>> to be back<</if>>..." you say. "Anyways, are you ready for me to--" You're cut off as she slaps one of her hands against the top of her gut, leaving it leisurely resting there. "I'm not being graded on this part, so I don't care," she sneers. <<if _eaten > 2>>"I'm used to all your tricks by now, just get on with it."<<else>>"Go ahead and try whatever pathetic squirming passes as resistance for you, I'll just be waiting for the clock to tick down."<<if _eaten > 0>> You have to bite your tongue to stop from reminding her that your "pathetic squirming" has already gotten the best of her before, forcing yourself to stay focused on just making it through class...<</if>><</if>><</if>><</if>><<set $sceneAttack to 0>><<set $sceneDefense to 0>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "preyOptions">></div>

<<if ($health <= 0) or ($stamina <= 0)>> <<set $day9EscapismLabFailed to true>> <<goto "Alice Lab- End">> <<elseif $acidStage is 1>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if (_predChoice is 2) and ($aliceSimp > 2) and ($progress < 1)>> You hear Alice let out a loud sigh. "Only halfway done... I hate labs..." she grumbles, leaning back in her seat. She gives another exaggerated sigh and starts to idly tap her fingers against her gut. Then her fingers slow, and you hear--or more feel--her laugh under her breath. "Hey, you in there. Prey." "Um, yeah?" you ask. "What do you need?" "Take off your clothes." "H-Huh?" you blurt out, your cheeks heating up from the sudden demand. The walls slightly twitch around you as Alice chuckles again. "Uh, can I ask why?" "It shouldn't matter, I asked you to," she says, a domineering edge to her voice. "Do you really need another reason?" <<DialogueInterruption>> <<replace "#special">> <<link "I'm not doing that">> <<append "#digestion">><<set $aliceDom -= 1>> "Y-Yes? Kinda?" you say. You hate to disappoint her after feeling like you've been making decent progress getting on her good side, but you have to draw a line somewhere. Stripping inside her, //in the middle of class//, is a bit much. "Sorry Alice, I'm not doing that. I'm already going to get in trouble for barely struggling in here..." "How disappointing..." Alice says with a sigh. Thankfully, her tone reads more as 'well, it was worth a try' than anger at your refusal, at least as best as you can tell from inside her. You flinch as she firmly pats her belly. "Just go back to sitting still and not bothering me then, food..." <</append>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <</link>> <<link "...be a good girl and follow her orders">> <<set $aliceSimp += 1>> <<set $aliceDom += 1>> <<goto "Alice Lab- End">> <</link>> <</replace>> <<elseif _aggro>> "Your time is already halfway up, loser, you might as well just give up," Alice says, giving her gut a smack. "Save yourself the embarrassment." "Sorry, I'm not going to throw away my grade just to save you from a stomachache," you say, rolling your eyes.<<if _predChoice is 1>> You smirk to yourself. "How's the front of the classroom treating you? Everyone staring? That's gonna make it extra embarrassing when I bust out of here." "I wouldn't be so smug..." Alice hisses. "There isn't always going to be a teacher around to save you." <<else>> "Hmmph! I'm barely even putting in any effort, you had //*urp*// better not think mildly upsetting my stomach means anything..." she grumbles. "Oh, so you admit I //am// making progress?" "Shut up!" <</if>> <<else>> <<if _predChoice is 2>>You hear Alice let out a loud sigh. "Only halfway done... I hate labs..." she grumbles, leaning back in her seat.<<else>>"Honestly, this is just sad. I haven't even lifted a finger myself and I can still barely even tell you're in there," Alice says. She laughs and gives her belly a taunting pat. "<<if $reputation[0] is "escape">>I can't believe people say you're one of the best at this in our class, this is pathetic<<else>>I mean, I knew you were pathetic, but I'm almost embarrassed for you<</if>>!" <<if _eaten > 0>>"Oh shut up, I've already kicked your stomach's ass when you //were// trying, don't try to act tough," you say. "That was a lucky fluke, and it was a long time ago," Alice snaps.<<if $eatenByAliceDay8>> "It was literally last night!" you shout. <<if _eaten > 1>>"Most recently, anyway."<</if>> "And you had help, it doesn't count! Now go back to squirming uselessly, we're already halfway to being done with this..."<<elseif _eaten > 1>> "It was multiple times, that's not a fluke!" you say. "I wouldn't be so proud of being eaten that often, loser," Alice says indignantly. "Now go back to squirming uselessly, we're already halfway to being done with this..."<<else>> "You clearly don't stand a chance now and your time is already halfway up, you might as well just give up."<</if>><<else>>"Oh shut up, your stomach's going to be hurting by the end of this..." you grumble. "Your time is already halfway up, loser, might as well just give up," Alice sneers.<</if>><</if>> <</if>> <</append>> <<elseif $acidStage > 1>> <<set $day9EscapismLabFailed to true>> <<goto "Alice Lab- End">> <</if>>

<<set _roll to random(1,2)>> <<if ($turn is 3) and (_predChoice is 2) and ($aliceSimp > 2) and ($progress < 1)>> <<elseif ($turn is 1) and _aggro>> <<set $predAction to "crush">> <<set _predActionIntensity to 2>> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Pathetic," Alice sneers. She pushes in painfully hard with the hand she had resting on her gut, grinding your face against the slick flesh of her stomach. "<<if _predChoice is 1>>You were certainly having fun playing pretend as the predator... did you really think I would just let that slide?<<elseif ($lastAction is "rest") or ($lastAction is "brace")>>Too scared to try and fight back, even with class rules keeping you safe?<<else>>I might not be able to digest you right now, but don't think for a second that means you're safe...~<</if>>" You grunt as she gives her belly a harsh smack... then shifts to force it underneath her desk. You can feel the hard edge of the tabletop awkwardly jutting into your space. There's a slight shifting sensation below you, and before you can react she starts pushing up with her legs, crushing you as she forces her belly against the bottom of the desk. As if it wasn't already unbearable, she finishes by clenching her stomach muscles as tight as she can, compacting you into an uncomfortable, practically immobile ball inside of her. "Enjoy the next half hour, bitch~" she hisses. <</append>> <<elseif $predAction is "crush">> <<set $predAction to "distracted">> <<set _predActionIntensity to 2>> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Alice Mercato!" you hear Slate shout, loud enough to be clear over the muffling of Alice's stomach and the desk. You sigh in relief as Alice almost immediately loosens her hold. "What do you think you're doing?" "I'm //*urp*// doing my part of this stupid lab exercise," Alice says, her tone obviously frustrated. "What's the problem?" "Don't think I couldn't tell what you were putting Miss $last through. That level of aggression is absolutely unacceptable in a classroom environment, and you know that by now," Slate says. You can //hear// the scowl on her face. "I have half a mind to force you to let her out right now, but it would be unfair to her to lose this opportunity to train on your behalf. You're going to stand at the front of the class where I can keep my eye on you, and if you try anything like that again I'll put you in detention for the rest of the day. Understood?" "Ugh, whatever!" Alice snaps. Your whole world shakes and shudders as she launches up to her feet and stomps her way up to the front of the room. "This is ridiculous..." <</append>> <<elseif _aggro>> <<if _roll is 1>> <<set $predAction to "squeeze">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "knead">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> Alice starts to press and knead at her belly, pushing her hands in and aggressively grinding them against your body. Her stomach lightly groans, encouraged by the assistance, but with the antacid in effect it doesn't amount to much. You get the feeling she's doing it more out of frustration than anything else. <</append>> <</if>> <<else>> <<if ($lastAction is "probe") and !_probeTaunt>> <<set _probeTaunt to true>> <<set $predAction to "taunt">> <<set _predActionIntensity to 3>> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Ha! What a good girl, doing what her teacher tells her," Alice says in a mocking tone, giving her belly a light smack. "You really think that's going to be enough? Poking around like that is useless against a stomach this strong. Go ahead, do your worst, I won't even try to stop you." <</append>> <<elseif _roll is 1>> <<set $predAction to "distracted">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "tease">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Ugh, this is so stupid..." Alice grumbles to herself. You can feel her idly drumming her fingers along her gut. "... demeaning... <<if $aliceSimp > 1>>she's probably enjoying this<<else>>I should just be allowed to digest her<</if>>..." <</append>> <</if>> <</if>>

<<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "weak">> <<if ($lastPlayerAction is "probe") and !_followedInstructions>> <<set _followedInstructions to true>> <<if $preyName != "fail">><<set $preyName to "pass">><</if>> <<append "#digestion">> One spot in particular along the stomach walls seems to always get some kind of response from her--you're ready to make your move. You sit idly for a minute so that she lets her guard down, then abruptly shove at the weak spot, earning an immediate gasp from Alice. You do your best to follow Slate's advice while you go on the offensive, holding back enough to conserve your energy as you strike out and trusting her sensitivity to amplify your efforts. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<case "strong">> <<set _tooStrong += 1>> <<if _tooStrong > 1>> <<set $preyName to "fail">> <</if>> <<if $predAction is "taunt">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _predChoice is 2>>"Fine, if that's what you really want..." you say, getting a bit frustrated by the way she's treating you.<<else>>"Oh you want my worst, huh?" you grunt. "You asked for it<<if $aliceRel < 0>>, bitch<</if>>..."<</if>> You immediately give a hard kick forward, then start to thrash wildly against the inside of her stomach. Considering Slate wanted you to conserve energy as much as possible, this probably isn't going to do much for your grade on this lab, but you can't pass up the opportunity to make Alice eat her words. You pour as much power as you can into your blows, pounding on the tender areas you'd started to identify before as much as you can. Her stomach almost immediately starts to whine in protest under your assault. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<case "rest">> <<if $predAction is "crush">> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <<elseif $stamina > ($staminaMax * .5)>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if ($aliceSimp > 1) or (_predChoice is 2)>>Not wanting to anger Alice, you decide to rest and take it easy instead of struggling to break out, even if it won't reflect well on your grade.<<else>>You aren't all that interested in tiring yourself out just for class--<<if _aggro>>fighting back against her now that she's annoyed is probably more trouble than it's worth<<else>>Alice will probably make this worse than it has to be if you struggle too hard anyways<</if>>, so you may as well just take the easy way out.<</if>> You sit still and try to relax rather than trying to escape, feeling yourself get rocked by the subtle motions of her stomach walls.<<if $aliceSimp > 2>> A faint blush creeps onto your cheeks as you start to think of it like her giving you a massage...<</if>> <</append>> <<else>> <<append "#digestion">> You let yourself rest a little to regain some strength, feeling drained from your efforts to escape. Without the acidic sting, the warmth of the walls is actually rather relaxing as they ripple around you. <</append>> <</if>> <<case "probe">> <<set _roll to random(1,2)>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> You take a deep breath of the humid air and slow down, focusing yourself. Following Slate's instructions, you start to slowly probe at the walls around you, searching for areas that feel tender or seem to get some kind of reaction from Alice even from a simple poke. <<else>> Doing your best to apply the technique Slate requested, you start to gently poke and prod at the walls. You focus as hard as you can on her reactions, taking note of any sort of flinch or noise in response to map out where her stomach seems most vulnerable. <</if>> <</append>> <<case "progress">> <<if ($progress is 2) and !_aggro>> <<set _aggro to true>> <<append "#digestion">> Alice lets out a pained grunt, tightly clutching her belly for a moment. The walls around you quiver and briefly strain, a sour groan rumbling through the walls. Her stomach seems to be feeling like all this trouble for a meal it can't digest isn't going to be worth it. <<if ($aliceRel > 0) or (_predChoice is 2)>>"You doing okay?" you ask, trying not to sound sarcastic. "Sorry if I'm being too rough, but I do kind of have to--" "I don't need your //*urp*// sympathy!" Alice snaps, smacking her gut. "I would never lose to such pathetic struggling. But if you insist on being so annoying..."<<else>>"What happened to all that confidence, huh?" you say with a chuckle. "Starting to worry you won't be able to hold out?" "Shut //*uurp*// up, trash!" Alice snaps, smacking her gut. "I refuse to waste my time on a meal I can't even finish, but if you insist on being such a brat..."<</if>> @@color:chartreuse;You're wearing her down, keep pushing!@@ <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<default>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</switch>>

<<Time 15.25>>\ <<if hasVisited("October 29th- Survival") and ($emmaRel > 2) and !(($freshCoupleRel > 2) and ($totalPrey > 3))>><<set _minaEmma to true>><<else>><<set _minaEmma to false>><</if>>\ <<if $aliceDom > 0>><<set $predSS to 10>>\ "I... all of them..?" you ask. Your heart skips a beat as, almost without thinking, you decide that you //don't// need a reason other than her asking you to do it. Anything to get in her good graces... "That's more like it~" Alice says. You can't help cracking a flustered smile as she gives you an unusually gentle pat on the head through her gut. "You can keep your underwear, I don't want Slate thinking I somehow got around taking the antacid... Now get to it already." "Y-Yes Alice..." you say meekly. You take a deep breath, hands slightly trembling as you <<if $outfit is "uniform">>unbutton your jacket<<else>>grab at the hem of your shirt<</if>>. It quickly becomes clear that this isn't going to be as easy as you might have thought--the cramped walls of her stomach don't leave you much room to work. You squirm and struggle through peeling off your clothes within the warm embrace of Alice's body, feeling her rub her belly in satisfaction, occasionally laughing under her breath as you work to follow her orders. It feels... strangely erotic. Acting just to please her while trapped inside of her, the slick flesh around you rubbing and kneading at your newly exposed skin... There's an element of embarrassment, of course, but it's almost overshadowed by a sense of nervous excitement. She wouldn't have told any random classmate she got paired with to do this, she wanted //you// to do it. That has to mean //something//... After a prolonged, particularly frustrating endeavor, you finally manage to slide your damp <<if $outfit is "normal">>shorts<<else>>skirt<</if>> all the way off your legs, leaving <<if $outfit is "normal">>them<<else>>it<</if>> discarded at the bottom of her stomach with the rest of your clothes... and leaving you stripped down to nothing but your underwear. A groan rumbles through the walls around you as they caress your half-naked body. Just as you're about to inform Alice the deed is done...<<set $lastOutfit to $outfit>><<set $outfit to "underwear">> "Time is up, everyone. If your partner is still in your stomach, please release them," Professor Slate's voice says, muffled but still mostly audible. "You will not be dismissed until everyone is accounted for." "Alice, I--" you start to say. She pushes in on her stomach and clenches her muscles, disregarding whatever you had to say, if she even heard you start to talk. The walls squeeze in harder in a rolling wave of pressure, quickly forcing your head up into her throat. In a matter of seconds, you find yourself sliding out onto the cold classroom floor. You shiver as you push yourself up, the cool air of the room tickling your exposed skin, further amplified by the slimy coating of fluids your body is slathered in.<<if $breastSize > 34>> With a quiet yelp, you quickly adjust your bra, the tight squeeze up her throat having pushed it almost entirely off.<</if>> You can tell that your face is bright red. Not only are you mostly naked of your own volition, a quick glance around tells you that your clothes didn't even make the trip back up with you... You turn back to look at Alice to find her smirking down at you. For a moment, it reads like a look of approval... then it morphs into a more sinister grin. "Oh my god, what a fucking pervert!" she says with a laugh, raising her voice almost to the point of shouting. "Did you seriously strip inside of me, you freak!?" Your eyes widen and a wave of panic washes over you. "W-Wait, but..!" you stammer. Your voice quickly abandons you as you look around and see that Alice's taunt got the attention of pretty much everyone else in the room. All eyes are on you, most clearly amused or even outright laughing, others looking at you with disgust and disdain...<<if $emmaRel > 1>> You wince as you briefly lock eyes with Emma on the other side of the room<<if $emmaRel > 4>>--she looks... flustered<<else>>, a mix of concern and secondhand embarrassment on her face<</if>>.<</if>> "$name $last!" Slate shouts, making you flinch. She marches over to you and flicks her gaze between you and Alice, settling on glaring down at you. "This is absolutely inappropriate behavior. A state of undress is allowed during labs only if your partner agrees to it //before// you begin. You should consider yourself lucky that I'm only giving you a warning and a zero for the day," she says. "If you //ever// take advantage of class time in such a reprehensible manner again, there will be serious consequences. Is that clear?"<<if $slateFavor > -3>> @@color:red;Slate is disgusted by your behavior.@@<<set $slateFavor -= 1>><</if>> "But I..! Y-Yes ma'am..." you mumble, hanging your head. All things considered, she doesn't actually seem as mad as you would have thought--she probably suspects Alice had something to do with this even if she's playing dumb. "Hmph! I can't believe someone would be so depraved..." Alice sneers. For a brief moment, you start to say something to her, only to think better of it and duck your head back down in shame again. You scramble to your feet and hurry out of the room, more eager than usual to get back to the privacy of your room and shower. <<set $turn to 0>><<set $acidStage to 0>><<set $preyName to "!ERR:setPreyName">><<set $preyAction to "none">><<include "playerPreyEscape">><<set $totalEscaped -= 1>><<AttendEscapism>>\ [[Leave class->October 29th- Afternoon]]\ <<else>>\ <<if $day9EscapismLabFailed>><<set $predSS to 10>>"Time is up, everyone. If your partner is still in your stomach, please release them," you hear Professor Slate say, muffled but still mostly audible. "You will not be dismissed until everyone is accounted for." <<if ($aliceRel < -4) or ($preyAction is "aggro")>>"I told you, bitch. You never stood a chance," Alice growls. She smacks her gut hard enough to make you flinch. There's a long pause, then she grunts in annoyance. "You're lucky I //have// to let you out..."<<else>>"Finally..." Alice <<if $aliceRel > -1>>sighs<<else>>grumbles<</if>>. "What a waste of my time..."<</if>> You just sigh to yourself as the walls of her stomach clamp down and start to force you out. <<if $aliceRel < 0>>Regardless of her own insistence on "never speaking of this again", you know she's going to use this failure to taunt you every chance she gets.<<else>>It's probably for the best this way.<</if>> With a few rough, painful waves of pressure, you're squeezed back up her throat and out onto the classroom floor, drenched in slimy fluid from the past half hour spent marinating in her gut. <<if $preyName is "pass">>"Good effort, Miss $last. You appeared to be practicing the proper technique, at least, even though Mercato's stomach proved too formidable for you," Professor Slate says as she comes over to check in on you. "You should reflect on where your strategy fell short today, failure can be just as valuable as success." "Right, thank you professor..." you say with a sigh.<<elseif $preyName is "fail">>"That was a disappointing performance, Miss $last," Professor Slate says as she comes over to check in on you. "You not only failed to escape, from what I observed you flagrantly disregarded the strategy you were meant to be using today." She scowls. "I expect you to at least follow instructions in the future, is that clear?"<<if $slateFavor > -3>> @@color:red;Slate is disappointed with you.@@<<set $slateFavor -= 1>><</if>> "Yes ma'am..." you say sheepishly.<<else>>"That was a mediocre performance, Miss $last," Professor Slate says as she comes over to check in on you. "Your efforts were somewhat reserved, at least, but if you were applying the intended technique you were doing a poor job of it. I expect better from you next time." "Of course, sorry..." you say with a sigh.<</if>> <<if $aliceRel > -1>>"Don't feel too bad, you never stood a chance against a stomach like mine no matter what you did," Alice jeers. "Remember that if you ever get it in your head to try and cross me.~"<<else>>"Can I go now?" Alice grunts, still visibly annoyed despite her victory.<</if>><<else>>Alice lurches forward as a hard kick lands in just the right spot. You feel the walls tense up around you as she tries to restrain you, but it's too late. You immediately follow up with another shove to the same spot, and her stomach gives in. The walls crash down, the intense pressure squeezes your head up into her throat, and in no time at all you find yourself sprawled out on the ground in front of her. "You have to be joking..!" Alice hisses between coughs. "You got... lucky..! I was barely even trying..." <<if ($aliceRel < 0) or ($preyAction is "aggro")>>"Yeah, yeah, say whatever you want," you say, smirking. "We both know your stomach never stood a chance.~" "Oh don't you dare think you can just--"<<else>>"Uh, sure," you say. "It's nothing personal, I just couldn't hold back if I wanted a good grade." "Ha! Hold back? You honestly think--"<</if>> "Enough, Mercato," Professor Slate says as she comes over to check in on you. "It would serve you well to have at least a modicum of grace in defeat." Alice huffs and crosses her arms, silently fuming rather than dignifying the professor's comment with a reply. You swear you catch Slate rolling her eyes. <<if $preyName is "pass">>"Excellent work, Miss $last. That was an impressive escape, and I saw you putting the strategy we discussed to good use," she says with a curt nod. "Keep it up."<<if $slateFavor < 3>> @@color:lime;Slate was impressed with your lab performance.@@<<set $slateFavor += 1>><</if>> "Thank you, I'll do my best!" you reply with a smile.<<else>>"Well done escaping, Miss $last,<<if $preyName is "fail">> though I noticed you struggling quite intensely<<else>> though I'm not certain you quite took our recent lessons to heart<</if>>," she says. "Results are always good, but I do hope you put more care into following instructions in the future." "Yes ma'am, sorry..." you say sheepishly.<</if>><<if $aliceRel > -4>> <<Alice -1>><</if>><</if>> <<if $minaEnd is "alive">>\ Slate dismisses Alice<<if !$day9EscapismLabFailed or ($aliceRel < -2)>>--who immediately storms off into the hall--<<else>> <</if>>once she's done with her evaluation, but tells you to stay put while she finishes making her rounds. You're confused at first, until she beckons you over to her desk and you notice Mina, who's similarly slimy from lab, already standing up there with her.<<if _minaEmma>> Your confusion then shifts to the question of why Emma was exempt from whatever scolding is about to take place, but you're not about to throw her under the bus.<</if>> "Would one of you care to explain why you were tardy today?" Slate says in a stern tone, glancing between the two of you. "Need I remind you of the importance of this class--and these labs--for you first-years, particularly in Miss Long's case?" You bite back the urge to protest that you were only, quite literally, a minute late. Mina speaks up before you're able to put together a more polite response. "My apologies, professor, it was my fault $name was late. I was grabbed by someone in the hall on my way to class, and would have surely been eaten if she had not rushed in to rescue me," Mina explains, briefly bowing her head. "We arrived as quickly as we could afterward." "I see. I suppose that's an acceptable reason, though it won't change your mark for the day," Slate says, her voice ever so slightly softer. She gives you an almost curious look for a very brief moment, but quickly returns to her resting scowl. "I would urge you to be more cautious in the future. Dismissed." <<if ($slateFavor > -1) and ($totalEscaped > 6)>>\ You're suddenly reminded of your conversation with Mina just before class, and an idea pops into your head. You'd said that the only way to directly demonstrate your technique would be if a third person agreed to let you beat up their stomach... who would be more likely to actually accept that role than the teacher training you to be an escape artist? \ <<link "Ask Slate to help you train Mina">><<replace "#choice">>\ "Um, actually..." you say, briefly trailing off as Slate turns her cold gaze back to you. "Earlier Mina had mentioned that it might help her to be able to see a demonstration of how //I// break out of a stomach, since I've been generally doing better at it than her so far. I don't suppose you would maybe be willing to help us train a little outside of class?" <<if $slateFavor < 1>><<if $preyName is "fail">>"After you utterly failed your lab today and neglected to even follow the basic technique that was requested of you? I hardly think you would set a good example for her," Slate says, narrowing her eyes. "No. Now I believe I said you were dismissed."<<else>>"Hmm... it's an admirable idea, you are certainly one of the more skilled students in your class, but I'm afraid I don't have the time in my schedule for something like that," Slate replies. "Sorry, but no. Now I believe I said you were dismissed."<</if>> "O-Of course ma'am, sorry to bother you," you say sheepishly. You and Mina quickly excuse yourselves, heading for the door to return to your dorms. <<set $turn to 0>><<set $acidStage to 0>><<set $preyName to "!ERR:setPreyName">><<set $preyAction to "none">><<include "playerPreyEscape">><<set $totalEscaped -= 1>><<AttendEscapism>>\ [[Leave class->October 29th- Afternoon]]\ <<else>><<set $day9MinaTrain to 1>>\ "Hmm... you //are// certainly one of the more skilled students in your class, Miss $last," Slate says, furrowing her brow. She sighs. "Very well, I suppose I should reward that sort of admirable initiative, and it goes without saying that Miss Long needs the extra help if she's truly intent on remaining at the school against my advice. I'm quite busy at the moment, however. I want you both to report to my office tonight at six o'clock sharp for this extra training session, understood?" "Yes, thank you! We'll be there," you say with a grin. Mina offers her thanks as well, then the two of you excuse yourselves, heading for the door to return to your dorms. <<set $turn to 0>><<set $acidStage to 0>><<set $preyName to "!ERR:setPreyName">><<set $preyAction to "none">><<include "playerPreyEscape">><<set $totalEscaped -= 1>><<AttendEscapism>>\ [[Leave class->October 29th- Afternoon]]\ <</if>><</replace>><</link>> <<link "Don't">><<replace "#choice">>\ But, you think better of it<<if $preyName is "fail">>, especially after your performance this class<</if>>. You aren't sure //you're// even willing to commit to something like that just to help Mina, and there's a non-zero chance Slate takes it as an insult that her normal teaching isn't good enough. "Of course, thank you ma'am," you say. You and Mina quickly excuse yourselves, heading for the door to return to your dorms. <<set $turn to 0>><<set $acidStage to 0>><<set $preyName to "!ERR:setPreyName">><<set $preyAction to "none">><<include "playerPreyEscape">><<set $totalEscaped -= 1>><<AttendEscapism>>\ [[Leave class->October 29th- Afternoon]]<</replace>><</link>>\ \ <<else>>\ "Of course, thank you ma'am," you say. You and Mina quickly excuse yourselves, heading for the door to return to your dorms. <<set $turn to 0>><<set $acidStage to 0>><<set $preyName to "!ERR:setPreyName">><<set $preyAction to "none">><<include "playerPreyEscape">><<set $totalEscaped -= 1>><<AttendEscapism>>\ [[Leave class->October 29th- Afternoon]]\ <</if>>\ <<else>>\ Slate dismisses the two of you and Alice immediately <<if !$day9EscapismLabFailed or ($aliceRel < -2)>>storms off into the hall<<else>>heads for the door<</if>>. You let her get some distance before following her lead. <<set $turn to 0>><<set $acidStage to 0>><<set $preyName to "!ERR:setPreyName">><<set $preyAction to "none">><<include "playerPreyEscape">><<set $totalEscaped -= 1>><<AttendEscapism>>\ [[Leave class->October 29th- Afternoon]]\ <</if>>\ <</if>>

<<Time 15.75>>\ <<if $ateTiffany is 1>>\ You make your way back to your dorm, sighing as you step into the empty room. Bored and still feeling a bit weak after Tiffany's intense escape, you just lay on your bed wasting time on your phone for a while. Eventually, Emma comes back from class, barging into the room with a slick coating of stomach slimy fluid after her lab. <<if $emmaRel > 1>>You briefly exchange pleasantries, but she's clearly eager to get clean and practically runs to the shower as soon as she closes the door.<<else>>She runs into the bathroom with barely a word as she closes the door, clearly eager to get clean.<</if>> <<if $leahInquiry2 > 1>>Checking the time, you suddenly jump back up onto your feet--you told Leah you would meet up with her right around now. You're not about to miss your chance to see the Halloween costume she's been working on. [[Meet up with Leah->October 29th- Afternoon: Leah Costume]]<<else>>Your stomach growls, desperate for something to replace the wonderful meal it was denied now that it's recovered from the ordeal. But, you do have an hour or so until the dining hall switches over still--it could be a good time to get a workout in, and //really// build up an appetite. [[Relax and kill time until dinner->October 29th- Dinner]] [[Hit up the gym->October 29th- Workout]]<</if>>\ <<else>>\ <<if $aliceDom > 0>>\ You rush through the halls as quickly as you can, face flush with embarrassment. In hindsight, you aren't sure how you didn't expect something like this to be the outcome--obviously your clothes would still be missing when you came out, and obviously she wasn't going to own up to //making// you strip inside her. Besides, even if anyone believed you... it's not like going along with it at just the suggestion is much better of a look... You scramble into the shower the moment you arrive at the room, relieved to finally have some privacy. You take a deep breath, running your hands through your hair as the water washes over you. A strange feeling starts to creep through your chest now that the impulse to flee has faded and you can take stock of the situation. Even after being publicly humiliated like that... you realize that feeling of excitement is still there just under the surface, stronger now if anything. Your hand almost unconsciously drifts down between your thighs... only for the sound of a door slamming shut to snap you out of your stupor. Emma is back and surely eager for her turn in the shower--you can't be doing this right now. Taking a few more breaths to calm yourself, you hurry through washing off the grime left behind by Alice's stomach, then dry off and step back into the room. Emma gives you a sympathetic smile as you open the door and meet her gaze. <<if $emmaRel > 4>>"Hey..! So, um, in lab did you really..." she says, trailing off. There's a nervous blush under her eyes. "I didn't know you were..." "...I'd rather not talk about it..." you say meekly, feeling your own cheeks flare up a little again. "Sure! Right, sorry..." she blurts out with a nervous laugh, looking off to the side. "Won't... won't bring it up again..." "Thanks..." you say as she hurries into the bathroom behind you. <<else>>"So, um, rough lab, huh?" she says. "...I'd rather not talk about it..." you say meekly, feeling your cheeks flare up a little again. "Right, that's fair..." she says with a nervous laugh. With her own towel in hand, she hurries into the bathroom behind you. "Uh, I hope you get a better partner next time..!" <</if>>You sigh, relieved to have the room to yourself for a moment.\ <<else>>\ You head out into the hall and make your way back downstairs to your dorm, <<if $minaEnd is "alive">>chatting with Mina a little until you part ways to get cleaned up<<else>>walking alongside several of your classmates that are in similar uncomfortably damp states after the lab<</if>>. You hurry into the shower as soon as you arrive, relieved to have<<if $minaEnd is "alive">> somehow still<</if>> made it back before Emma. The soothing warmth of the water washes over you, clearing away the grime left behind by Alice's stomach. As relaxing as it is, you get out to dry off once you feel relatively clean rather than lingering, knowing that Emma wouldn't have been far behind you. Sure enough, she's waiting patiently with a towel in her hand when you walk back into the room. <<if $emmaRel > 1>>You briefly exchange pleasantries, but she's clearly eager to get clean and practically runs to the shower as soon as you step clear of the door.<<else>>She runs into the bathroom with barely a word as soon as you step clear of the door, clearly eager to get clean.<</if>><</if>> As you hear the shower start up again, you turn your attention toward your dresser... \ <<link "Wear normal clothes">><<replace "#outfit">><<if $outfit is "underwear">><<set $outfit to $lastOutfit>><</if>><<if $outfit is "normal">>With a shrug, you just throw on essentially the same thing you were wearing before <<if $aliceDom > 0>>you abandoned it in Alice's stomach<<else>>Alice's stomach gunked it up<</if>>--jeans and a normal shirt. There's not really any need to mix it up.<<else>>You just pull a simple outfit out of your dresser to carry you through till tomorrow--jeans and a normal shirt.<</if>> Once you're dressed, you sit back on your bed to relax for a moment<<if $leahInquiry2 > 1>>, only to jump back up onto your feet when you check the time--you told Leah you would meet up with her right around now. You're not about to miss your chance to see the Halloween costume she's been working on. [[Meet up with Leah->October 29th- Afternoon: Leah Costume]]<<else>>. It's getting to be around dinner time and you're certainly starting to feel hungry already after teasing your stomach <<if $aliceRel < -1>>with such an appealing meal<<else>>with prey<</if>> in lab. But, you do have an hour or so until the dining hall switches over still--it could be a good time to get a workout in, and //really// build up an appetite. [[Relax and kill time until dinner->October 29th- Dinner]] [[Hit up the gym->October 29th- Workout]]<</if>><</replace>><<set $outfit to "normal">><<set $outfitState to "normal">><</link>> <<link "Wear the school uniform">><<replace "#outfit">><<if $outfit is "underwear">><<set $outfit to $lastOutfit>><</if>><<if $outfit is "uniform">>Even with lab over, you were really vibing with the uniform look for today, so you simply pull out another one from your dresser.<<else>>You crouch down to look through your dresser and pull out one of the school uniforms. After seeing most of your class wearing them for lab, you've decided that it would actually be a pretty cute look for the rest of the day.<<if $breastSize > 44>> You have to leave a few buttons undone at the top of the shirt to wear it comfortably thanks to the size of your bust.<</if>><</if>> Once you're dressed, you sit back on your bed to relax for a moment<<if $leahInquiry2 > 1>>, only to jump back up onto your feet when you check the time--you told Leah you would meet up with her right around now. You're not about to miss your chance to see the Halloween costume she's been working on. [[Meet up with Leah->October 29th- Afternoon: Leah Costume]]<<else>>. It's getting to be around dinner time and you're certainly starting to feel hungry already after teasing your stomach <<if $aliceRel < -1>>with such an appealing meal<<else>>with prey<</if>> in lab. But, you do have an hour or so until the dining hall switches over still--it could be a good time to get a workout in, and //really// build up an appetite. [[Relax and kill time until dinner->October 29th- Dinner]] [[Hit up the gym->October 29th- Workout]]<</if>><</replace>><<set $outfit to "uniform">><<set $outfitState to "normal">><</link>>\ <<if $wardrobeLight>> <<link "Wear something a little lighter">><<replace "#outfit">><<if $outfit is "underwear">><<set $outfit to $lastOutfit>><</if>><<if $outfit is "light">>Not seeing any reason to mix it up halfway through the day, you just pull out more or less the same thing you were wearing before <<if $aliceDom > 0>>you abandoned it in Alice's stomach<<else>>Alice's stomach gunked it up<</if>>--a spaghetti strap top and a skirt.<<else>>Now that it won't be guaranteed to get gunked up, you decide to wear something a bit nicer. You pull out a loose spaghetti strap top and a skirt from your dresser. With the weather getting colder, you're quickly running out of days where it's viable to wear something like this, so you shouldn't pass up the opportunity.<<if $breastSize > 44>>Your top ends up revealing a bit more of your<<if $fat > 34>>potbelly<<else>>midriff<</if>> than it's meant to thanks to your chest, draping over your impressive bust without the hem quite reaching back to your body<<elseif $fat > 34>>A strip of your pudgy midsection clearly pokes out between your shirt and skirt.<</if>><</if>> Once you're dressed, you sit back on your bed to relax for a moment<<if $leahInquiry2 > 1>>, only to jump back up onto your feet when you check the time--you told Leah you would meet up with her right around now. You're not about to miss your chance to see the Halloween costume she's been working on. [[Meet up with Leah->October 29th- Afternoon: Leah Costume]]<<else>>. It's getting to be around dinner time and you're certainly starting to feel hungry already after teasing your stomach <<if $aliceRel < -1>>with such an appealing meal<<else>>with prey<</if>> in lab. But, you do have an hour or so until the dining hall switches over still--it could be a good time to get a workout in, and //really// build up an appetite. [[Relax and kill time until dinner->October 29th- Dinner]] [[Hit up the gym->October 29th- Workout]]<</if>><</replace>><<set $outfit to "light">><<set $outfitState to "normal">><</link>><</if>>\ <<if $wardrobeSkimpy>> <<link "Wear something skimpy">><<replace "#outfit">><<if $outfit is "underwear">><<set $outfit to $lastOutfit>><</if>><<if $outfit is "skimpy">>Not seeing any reason to mix it up halfway through the day, you just pull out more or less the same thing you were wearing before <<if $aliceDom > 0>>you abandoned it in Alice's stomach<<else>>Alice's stomach gunked it up<</if>>--a tube top and a miniskirt.<<else>>Now that it won't be guaranteed to get gunked up, you decide to spice things up a bit for the rest of the day. You pull some of your skimpier clothes out of your dresser--a tube top and a miniskirt<<if $buttSize > 39>> that doesn't even fully cover your ass<</if>>. You're definitely going to need to bundle up if you head outside again today considering you're showing more skin than not, but you're looking //hot//<<if ($breastSize > 44) and ($buttSize > 39)>>, practically overflowing from the skimpy clothes on both ends<<elseif $breastSize > 44>>, your chest practically overflowing from your skimpy top<<elseif $buttSize > 39>>, your butt barely contained by the skimpy skirt<</if>>.<<if $fat > 34>> With nothing covering your midriff, your <<if $fat < 50>>potbelly<<else>>fat belly<</if>> is on full display.<</if>><</if>> Once you're dressed, you sit back on your bed to relax for a moment<<if $leahInquiry2 > 1>>, only to jump back up onto your feet when you check the time--you told Leah you would meet up with her right around now. You're not about to miss your chance to see the Halloween costume she's been working on. [[Meet up with Leah->October 29th- Afternoon: Leah Costume]]<<else>>. It's getting to be around dinner time and you're certainly starting to feel hungry already after teasing your stomach <<if $aliceRel < -1>>with such an appealing meal<<else>>with prey<</if>> in lab. But, you do have an hour or so until the dining hall switches over still--it could be a good time to get a workout in, and //really// build up an appetite. [[Relax and kill time until dinner->October 29th- Dinner]] [[Hit up the gym->October 29th- Workout]]<</if>><</replace>><<set $outfit to "skimpy">><<set $outfitState to "normal">><</link>><</if>>\ \ <</if>>

<<Time 17.25>>\ <<if $day9Workout>><<set $outfit to $lastOutfit>>Heading outside, you make your way through the courtyard and back to your room. You quickly change out of your sweaty clothes and back into what you were wearing before, then step out into the hall. You make your way upstairs and across the bridge to Lampton.<<else>>Not interested in working out<<if $leahInquiry2 > 1>>, you just head straight for the bridge to make your way over to the dining hall. You see through the windows<<else>><<if $fullness > 0>> while you're still digesting, you go back to lounging on your bed.<<else>>, you decide to just sit back and kill some time until dinner.<</if>> <<if $emmaRel < 1>>Emma leaves the room again almost as soon as she gets changed after her shower, though if she told you where she was headed you weren't paying enough attention to remember.<<else>>You and Emma chat for a little while once she's done in the shower, but she has her own plans for the evening and heads back out of the room just a few minutes after getting dressed.<</if>> Perfectly on cue, your stomach growls and pulls your attention away from your laptop just a few minutes after five<<if $fullness > 0>>, clearly no longer satisfied with only what's left of $lastPrey<</if>>. You get up from your bed to go appease it. You make your way upstairs and over to Lampton, noticing through the windows on the bridge<</if>> that the sky seems to have finally cleared up, just in time for dusk to start settling in.<</if>> The dining hall is pretty busy at this hour, the echo of countless conversations filling the air with a constant dull drone. Heading over to the buffet line, you aren't met by anything particularly enticing, just more sandwiches like they had at lunch yesterday. At the end of the line, you pause as you notice a flier that someone taped to the wall right where anyone passing through would see it. It's from an artist living on campus that's looking for someone to be a... "vore anatomy model"... for her. If you're understanding right, she's willing to pay someone to pose with a full belly for her to sketch. A little amused at the thought, you take one of the stubs with her number at the bottom on a whim, in case you're feeling adventurous later. As you leave to go find a seat, you take a look around at the many filled tables in search of familiar faces. <<if $day9SamHunt < 1>>\ <<set $samPrey.push({name: "An unknown freshman", status: "???", details: "someone she ate right in the dining hall"})>> Almost immediately, you notice a sight that you can't believe you missed on the way in--Sam is sitting alone at one of the tables near the middle of the room, with an odd bubble of empty space around her in the otherwise crowded dining hall... probably owing to the fact that she clearly ate someone so recently that her gut is still moving.<<if $samRel < 0>> Even if she's already full, it's probably best not to tempt fate by bothering her.<</if>><<if $minaEnd is "alive">> You almost overlook her thanks to her stature and Sam's eye-catching situation, but at the last moment you also spot Mina sitting by herself near the windows facing the courtyard.<</if>><<elseif $minaEnd is "alive">> You almost overlook her at first, but just as you're about to assume no one is around you spot Mina sitting by herself near the windows facing the courtyard.<</if>> \ <<link "Sit by yourself">><<replace "#choice">>\ <<if (($samRel < 0) or ($day9SamHunt > 0)) and ($minaEnd != "alive")>>Not seeing any promising options,<<else>>But, you decide that you aren't actually in the mood to chat<<if $day9MinaTrain > 0>>, and you'll be seeing Mina soon enough<</if>>, so<</if>> you just head for the first empty table you can find once you have your food. Your sandwich is nothing incredible, but far from bad. You enjoy a pleasant, uneventful meal on your own, <<if $day9MinaTrain > 0>>then, seeing that it's almost 6:00, clean up your plate and go over to meet up with Mina so you can head over to Slate's office together. [[Head to your training session with Slate->October 29th- Train Mina With Slate]]<<else>>then head back to your room once you've cleaned up your plate. [[Head back to your room->October 29th- Evening]]<</if>><</replace>><</link>><<if ($samRel > -1) and ($day9SamHunt < 1)>> [[Go see what Sam's been up to->October 29th- Dinner: Sam]]<</if>><<if $minaEnd is "alive">> [[Sit with Mina->October 29th- Dinner: Mina]]<</if>>\ <<if $fullness is 0>><<set $stamina to Math.min($stamina+8, $staminaMax)>><</if>>

<<Time 16.75>><<if $outfit != "sweater">><<set $lastOutfit to $outfit>><</if>><<set $outfit to "workout">><<set $day9Workout to 1>>\ <<if hasVisited("October 29th- Afternoon: Leah Costume")>>Deciding to work up a bit more of an appetite first, you head downstairs to get ready to workout. You quickly throw together a more appropriate outfit and get changed, then step back out into the hall to head over to the gym.<<else>><<if hasVisited("October 29th- Skip Class")>>You pat your stuffed belly, smirking--$lastPrey is going to help you elevate your workout a little. You get up onto your feet and stretch out, then pull out your workout clothes. <<if $fullness > 1>>Your belly still sticks out enough to peek out between your tank top and sweat pants. <</if>>After getting changed, you head out into the hall to make your way over to the gym.<<else>>You decide that it would be a good time to get a workout in<<if $fat > 49>>--you have kind of been packing on the pounds lately<</if>>. Just as you're debating if you have enough time to <<if hasVisited("October 29th- Escapism")>>get changed<<else>>swap your outfit again<</if>> before Emma walks in on you, you hear the shower turn off. <<if $emmaRel < 1>>Emma leaves the room again not long after she steps out of the bathroom, though if she told you where she was headed you weren't paying enough attention to remember.<<else>>You and Emma chat for a little while after she steps out of the bathroom, but she has her own plans for the evening and heads back out of the room just a few minutes after getting dressed.<</if>> You change into your workout clothes, then head out into the hall to go to the gym.<</if>><</if>> A cool breeze brushes past your face<<if $fullness > 1>> and slightly exposed belly<</if>> as you pass through the courtyard. The sky seems to have finally cleared up, just in time for dusk to start settling in. \ <<if $kaylaEnd != "alive">> The gym is somewhat busy when you arrive, though far from packed. You find an empty space to do a quick set of core exercises to start, then head to the track for some cardio. You keep at it until you're really starting to feel exhausted<<if $fullness > 0>>--which doesn't take terribly long with the extra weight of what's left of $lastPrey still sloshing around in your belly--<<else>>, <</if>>pushing yourself to finish one more lap when you first feel the urge to stop. You're breathing hard and feeling sweaty by the end, but push through, grinning to yourself as you catch your breath at the finish line. While you're cooling down, <<if $fullness > 0>>you notice that your stomach is noticeably smaller than when you started<<if $fullness is 1>>, more or less back to being flat<</if>>. That means you've freed up plenty of room for dinner.<<else>>your stomach practically roars at you--you're definitely ready for dinner at this point.<</if>>\ <<else>>\ Not far ahead of you, you recognize a familiar face heading the same way--Kayla, though the girl with her doesn't look particularly familiar. <<if $kaylaRel < 0 >>Not wanting any trouble, you slow down to avoid running into them. The gym is somewhat busy when you arrive, though far from packed. You avoid the weight room since you saw Kayla go in there, instead finding an empty space to do a quick set of core exercises to start, then heading to the track for some cardio. You keep at it until you're really starting to feel exhausted<<if $fullness > 0>>--which doesn't take terribly long with the extra weight of what's left of $lastPrey still sloshing around in your belly--<<else>>, <</if>>pushing yourself to finish one more lap when you first feel the urge to stop. You're breathing hard and feeling sweaty by the end, but push through, grinning to yourself as you catch your breath at the finish line. While you're cooling down, <<if $fullness > 0>>you notice that your stomach is noticeably smaller than when you started<<if $fullness is 1>>, more or less back to being flat<</if>>. That means you've freed up plenty of room for dinner.<<else>>your stomach practically roars at you--you're definitely ready for dinner at this point.<</if>><<else>> She notices you when she stops to hold the door open for the other girl.<<set $kaylaInfo6 to 1>> "Oh, hey $name!<<if ($fullness > 0) and ($kaylaRel > 1)>>" she says with a smile, keeping the door held open for you too. She glances down at your still-swollen belly. "Getting a headstart on working off whoever that was?" "Exactly! Seemed like a smart idea to stay ahead of things," you say with a laugh, patting your belly. You give Kayla a nod as you step into the building. "Thanks." "Not a bad thought, the extra weight should up the intensity a bit too," Kayla says. "Holly and I tend to hit the gym //before// a meal though."<<else>> Getting a workout in before dinner?" she says with a smile. She keeps holding the door open for you too. "Yep! Seemed like a good time for it," you say as you step into building. You give Kayla a nod. "Thanks." "Same here, Holly and I usually try to go before a meal."<</if>> "Food is way more satisfying when you've worked up a big appetite. Plus, taking in protein soon after you exercise helps build muscle faster!<<if $fullness > 0>> Looks like you've already got that covered though,<</if>>" the other girl chimes in. She gives you a quick sort of half wave. "Holly, by the way, I don't remember if we've really met before.<<if $fat > 49>> Glad to see you hitting the gym!<</if>>" <<if $kaylaRel > 0>><<if $kaylaRel > 2>>You're pretty sure you've seen her with Kayla a few times before, but you've never really said much more than hello before<<else>>You feel like you might have seen her with Kayla before, but you don't recall properly talking with her before<</if>>. <</if>>She's quite tall--your eyes about level with her neck--and clearly very in shape. Despite the chill in the air, all she's wearing at the moment is a cyan sports bra and dark leggings, putting her abs and toned arms on display. Her pale skin is splashed with freckles across her cheeks and ample chest. She has her reddish-brown hair tied back into a messy, lopsided bun, fully pulled back on the left side while much of the right still hangs loose by her shoulder. "Me either! I'm $name," you reply with a smile. "Well, you're free to join us if you want $name, we're hitting the bikes today," Kayla says. <<if $fat > 49>>"Don't feel like you have to keep up with us though!" Holly adds. "The key to keeping your motivation is pushing your //own// limits instead of comparing yourself to where others are at."<<else>>"If you think you can keep up," Holly adds with a laugh.<</if>> "Ah, thanks, but I was planning on <<if $fullness > 0>>taking it a little easy with<<else>>doing some<</if>> laps on the track," you say. "Fair enough! I better see you sweating out there!" You part ways with them at the top of the stairs, heading for the empty track while they turn toward the weight room. You find a spot to do a quick set of core exercises to start, then start to do some laps at a jogging pace. You keep at it until you're really starting to feel exhausted<<if $fullness > 0>>--which doesn't take terribly long with the extra weight of what's left of $lastPrey still sloshing around in your belly--<<else>>, <</if>>pushing yourself to finish one more lap when you first feel the urge to stop. You're breathing hard and feeling sweaty by the end, but push through, grinning to yourself as you catch your breath at the finish line. While you're cooling down, <<if $fullness > 0>>you notice that your stomach is noticeably smaller than when you started<<if $fullness is 1>>, more or less back to being flat<</if>>. That means you've freed up plenty of room for dinner.<<else>>your stomach practically roars at you--you're definitely ready for dinner at this point.<</if>>\ <</if>>\ <</if>> <<Workout>>Contrast to your warm skin, your belly feels oddly cool, and you're feeling lighter on your feet than earlier. @@color:lime;You must have lost weight!@@ <<if ($kaylaRel < 3) or ($kaylaEnd != "alive")>>[[Head to dinner->October 29th- Dinner]]<<else>>\ As you make your way downstairs to head for the door, Kayla and Holly hurry to catch up to you. They look like they're still a little winded from their workout, both almost shiny with sweat. "Hey $name, wait up!" Kayla calls out. "Phew, thought we would miss you for a second there. Me and Holly are gonna head into town for dinner, there's some burrito place she's been begging me to try. You wanna come with?" "Easily one of the best places around, blows the dining hall out of the water," Holly chimes in. She chuckles. "Guess that's not all that hard though." <<if $day9MinaTrain > 0>>\ "Ah, sorry, I'd love to, but I already have plans I need to be on campus for in an hour or two," you say, recalling your arrangement with Mina and Professor Slate. "I'll have to pass tonight. Thanks for the invite though!" "Hey, no problem! I'll see you around then." She gives you a quick wave goodbye before you carry on your way out into the courtyard. [[Head to dinner->October 29th- Dinner]]\ <<else>>\ \ [[Let's do it->October 29th- Dinner In Town]] <<link "No thanks">><<replace "#choice">>\ "No thanks, I don't think I'm up for going out tonight," you reply. "I appreciate the invite though!" "Hey, no problem! I'll see you around then." She gives you a quick wave goodbye before you carry on your way out into the courtyard. [[Head to dinner->October 29th- Dinner]]<</replace>><</link>>\ \ <</if>>\ <</if>>

<<Time 18>><<if $outfit is "sweater">><<set $outfit to $lastOutfit>><</if>>\ <<if ($ateTiffany > 1) or ($ateBettyDay9 > 1)>><<if $leahInquiry2 > 1>>Arriving back at your dorm, you head inside and drop back onto your bed with a sigh. You settle into a comfortable position, not interested in doing anything else but enjoy <<if $ateTiffany > 1>>the spoils of your hunt<<else>>your meal<</if>> for a while. <<else>>You settle into a comfortable spot on the bed, not interested in doing anything but enjoy the spoils of your hunt for a while. <<if $emmaRel < 1>>Emma leaves the room again almost as soon as she gets changed after her shower, though if she told you where she was headed you weren't paying enough attention to remember.<<else>>You and Emma chat for a little while once she's done in the shower<<if $ateTiffany > 1>>--she seems impressed<<if $ateTiffany > 2>>, if maybe a little intimidated,<</if>> when you explain who you ate--<<else>>--she's clearly relieved, maybe even a little excited when you let her know it's Betty who's stewing in your gut--<</if>>but she has her own plans for the evening and heads back out of the room just a few minutes after getting dressed.<</if>><</if>> You pull out your laptop and quickly lose a few hours as you blissfully enjoy the sensations of your body working through your latest meal. <<if $nadiaTeachUnbirth > 0>>You're briefly pulled out of your stupor when you feel your phone buzz with a new text. Your eyebrows raise as you see that it's from //Nadia//... and your cheeks flush when you read the message: //"Heyyy Been a while, but you wanted to learn unbirth right? I've got time now if you want to come over and let me show you the ropes~"// There's a kissing emoji at the end. Another text comes in before you've even processed the offer, this time accompanied by a picture of her in nothing but black, lacy underwear. She's leaning back with her hands resting behind her, with her legs spread wide. The top half of her head is cut off by the framing, but you can see her eagerly biting her lip. //"Promise I'll be gentle~"// <<if $fullness > 2>>After drinking in the image for a few moments, you sigh. You glance down at your bloated belly and give it a gentle pat--there's no way you'd be able to handle something like that right now. You take a quick picture of your gut to send back, informing her that you're unfortunately occupied at the moment. //"You know, I almost want to try still But yeah, I think you might be too big for me Another time, maybe~"// With a sigh, you put your phone away and turn your attention back to your laptop. Settling back into a comfortable spot on the bed, you pull up a movie you've been meaning to watch to pass the time for the rest of the night. [[Settle in and relax->October 29th- Night]]\ <<else>>\ \ [[Take Nadia's offer->October 29th- Unbirth Training]] <<link "Turn her down">><<replace "#choice">> You hesitate for a moment as you look back at the picture she sent, feeling like you might not get another opportunity like this, but ultimately stick to your choice and text Nadia back to decline the invitation. She's quick to respond: //"Awww, you sure? You're missing out...~"// You apologize and confirm that tonight won't work, then put your phone away with a sigh. With that settled, you settle back into a comfortable position and pull up a movie you've been meaning to watch to pass the time for the rest of the night. [[Settle in and relax->October 29th- Night]]\ <</replace>><</link>>\ \ <</if>>\ <<else>>With nothing else on the agenda for tonight, you make no effort to pull yourself out of your stupor. After gaming for a while, you decide to pull up a movie you've been meaning to watch to pass the time for the rest of the night. [[Settle in and relax->October 29th- Night]]\ <</if>>\ <<else>>\ <<if hasVisited("October 29th- Dinner") or ($nadiaTeachUnbirth > 0)>><<set _choices to true>><<else>><<set _choices to false>><</if>>\ <<if $day9Workout > 1>>You keep up a pleasant conversation on the drive back to campus, while the occasional gurgling and groaning of <<if ($trialClaire != "lose") and (!$ateClaire)>>Claire<<else>>Kayla<</if>>'s gut mixes with the radio in the background. After exchanging a final farewell out in the courtyard, you all go your separate ways, heading inside to carry on with the rest of your day. <</if>>You make your way back <<if $day9DinnerMina>>down the hall<<else>>through the halls<</if>> to your dorm, finding that you have the room to yourself still when you arrive. You sit back on your bed with a contented sigh, pulling out your laptop. As you start to settle in, you idly consider how to spend the evening. <<if hasVisited("October 29th- Dinner")>>You think back to the flier you saw at dinner--you have to admit you're curious about what being an artist's "vore model" would entail... though it could easily be a trap to lure in prey, especially at this school.<</if>><<if $nadiaTeachUnbirth > 0>> <<if hasVisited("October 29th- Lunch")>>Before you get the chance to put any more thought into it,<<else>>Just then,<</if>> you feel your phone buzz with a new text. Your eyebrows raise as you see that it's from //Nadia//... and your cheeks flush when you read the message: //"Heyyy Been a while, but you wanted to learn unbirth right? I've got time now if you want to come over and let me show you the ropes~"// There's a kissing emoji at the end. Another text comes in before you've even processed the offer, this time accompanied by a picture of her in nothing but black, lacy underwear. She's leaning back with her hands resting behind her, with her legs spread wide. The top half of her head is cut off by the framing, but you can see her eagerly biting her lip. //"Promise I'll be gentle~"//<</if>><<if _choices>> \ <<link "Just kill time here">><<replace"#choice">><</replace>><<toggleclass "#stay" "hide">><</link>><<if $nadiaTeachUnbirth > 0>> [[Take Nadia up on her unbirth training offer->October 29th- Unbirth Training]]<</if>><<if hasVisited("October 29th- Dinner")>> [[Contact the artist->October 29th- Artist]]<</if>><<else>><<done>><<toggleclass "#stay" "hide">><</done>><</if>>\ You quickly realize that you're actually pretty exhausted after your packed schedule of classes and<<if $aliceDom>>... unusual lab<<else>> intense lab period<</if>>,<<if _choice>> however,<</if>> so <<if $nadiaTeachUnbirth > 0>>despite the enticing offer <</if>>you decide to just relax for the rest of the night. <<if $nadiaTeachUnbirth > 0>>You hesitate for a moment as you look back at the picture she sent, feeling like you might not get another opportunity like this, but ultimately stick to your choice and text Nadia back to decline the invitation. She's quick to respond: //"Awww, you sure? You're missing out...~"// You apologize and confirm that tonight won't work, then put your phone away with a sigh. With that settled, you<<else>>You<</if>> get comfortable on the bed and pull up a movie you've been meaning to watch to pass the time. [[Settle in and relax->October 29th- Night]]\ <</if>>

<<Time 17.5>><<set $day9DinnerSam to true>>\ <<if ($samMax is 0) and ($samMin is 0)>>Seeing an opportunity for a relatively safe conversation with her, given that her stomach is already full, you decide to head over to where Sam is sitting to try and get to know her. The two of you haven't really properly met before, but her reputation as one of the <<if $reputation[0] is "glutton">>other top<<else>>best<</if>> predators in the class and sister of "queen of the school" Maeve McKenn precedes her. She has somewhat raggedy black hair that falls down around her shoulders, framing a pale, freckled face. Her frame is oddly slender for someone known to be such a fearsome predator. "Hey there! I'm--" "//*OOouuuurrrrp..!*// Sorry, what was that?" Sam says with a slight smirk. She makes a show of patting her stuffed gut, in case you somehow missed it. Her black sweatshirt is unzipped to make room for her swollen belly, the plain shirt underneath riding up to leave it mostly exposed. "Um, I was saying my name is $name! We have at least one class together but I don't think we've properly met before," you say. You cautiously take a seat across from her. "You're Sam McKenn, right?" "Yeah, you got a problem with that?" she says. She raises one eyebrow, curiously looking you over with her pale blue eyes. "No, not at all! You looked like you could use some company," you say with a smile. <<if $reputation[0] is "escape">>"//*Pfft*//, I don't need pity from the class's favorite snack," she says with a grin. "I guess you can sit there if you want, though." "Great, thanks," you say with a slight pout.<<elseif $reputation[0] is "glutton">>"Well, I hear you're not a bad pred yourself, you know how it goes," she says, patting her belly again. "I guess you can hang around if you want." "Of course, of course," you reply with a smile.<<else>>"Yeah, most of the people here are smart enough to stay away from a top pred that just ate someone in the middle of a crowded room," she says, smirking. "But, since you were dumb enough to ignore that, I guess you can stick around." "I prefer to think of it as being brave," you say with a slight pout.<</if>> "So, uh, what did she do to end up as dinner?" "Well, I was on on my way to admit defeat and get some regular food after striking out on a hunt earlier, but then this idiot walked right into me," she replies, patting her gut. "Giving me the perfect opportunity for a proper meal instead.~" "Nice," you reply. You take a bite of your sandwich. "You're not really missing out on much<<if !$pacifist>>, I'd much rather have something that filling<<else>>, I think I've made better sandwiches than this while half asleep<</if>>."\ <<else>>You head over to sit with Sam, curious about what might have gone down for her to be here alone with prey.<<if $eatenBySamDay6>> Things have been pretty awkward between you ever since she... tried to eat you and then only kind of half-apologized for it back at the start of the year, but at this point you're willing to let things lie and try to go back to being friends.<<elseif $samRel < 1>> Plus, with her stomach already full it's a good opportunity to talk with her relatively safely, seeing as you aren't necessarily in the best standing with her at the moment.<</if>> As you pass through the unspoken exclusion zone around her table, you catch a few people shooting you odd looks. <<if $eatenBySamDay6>>"Uh, hey, Sam, how--" "//*OOouuuurrrrp..!*// O-Oh, hey $name..! Didn't see you there," Sam says with a nervous smile. She has her black sweatshirt unzipped, letting her gut hang unimpeded. The dark blue t-shirt she has on underneath is riding up pretty heavily, leaving her pale belly mostly exposed. "I see you're as hungry as ever," you reply, matching her slightly uncomfortable smile. "Mind if I sit?" "Oh, uh no," she replies. "Go ahead, if you want."<<else>>"Hey Sam! How--" "//*OOouuuurrrrp..!*// Oh, hey<<if $samRel > 2>> $name!<<else>>.<</if>> Didn't see you there," Sam says with a smirk. She has her black sweatshirt unzipped, letting her gut hang unimpeded. The dark blue t-shirt she has on underneath is riding up pretty heavily, leaving her pale belly mostly exposed. "Classy," you reply, smiling back. You put your plate down and sit across from her. "It looks like you got the last classmate they had out for dinner, I didn't see any up there when I went through the line." "Ha! I don't actually know if she's a classmate, she didn't //*uurp*// look familiar. Doesn't really fight like a sophomore though..." she says. She smacks the top of her gut. "Hey dinner, you a freshman?" "We had a lab together //last week//, asshole!" a muffled voice replies from inside Sam, accompanied by shove forward that makes Sam's belly shake the table. "My name is--" "Dinner, I just established that," Sam says with a chuckle, clenching her stomach muscles. She leans forward to further crush her prey against the table for a moment. "You must not have //*uuurrp*// been very good if I don't remember." "Shut up..!" Dinner replies. She's clearly reeling a bit from the punishment Sam just gave her. "I don't care //whose// sister you are, I'm gonna... kick your ass when I get out of here..!" "Yeah, yeah, heard it before..." Sam says, patting her belly. She rolls her eyes.<</if>> <<if $samRel > 2>>"Anyways, what's up?" "Not much<<if ($day9Heist < 1) and !$eatenByLeahDay9 and ($aliceDom < 1)>>, been a pretty uneventful day<</if>>. You looked like you could use some company," you say, glancing around at the barrier of empty tables. "What went down here? Grabbing someone right in the middle of a crowded room doesn't seem like your style." Sam shrugs. "Eh, I struck out on my //*urp*// hunt earlier and was feeling kinda grumpy. Came here to admit defeat and get some regular food," she explains. She smirks and gives her belly a smack. "Then my dinner here decided to volunteer as my prey, so everything worked out after all!" "I did //not//--" "Yeah, obviously, it was a joke," Sam says. She shakes her head. "Prey." "Prey," you say, shaking your head in solemn agreement. You both crack a smile. "But yeah what actually happened is she walked right into me while I was heading up to the buffet, so I just //*urp*// went for it," Sam says. "And, uh, everyone else saw, as you can tell." "It made it easy to pick you out of the crowd," you say with a smile.<<else>> "So, uh<<if $samRel < 1>>, it's been a while<</if>>, how's it going? You looked kind of lonely over here," you say<<if $eatenBySamDay6>> as you set down your plate and take a seat<</if>>. "Yeah, eating someone right in the middle of a crowded room usually //*urp*// has this effect," she says with a laugh, glancing to either side at the empty tables surrounding you. She looks at you with a smirk. "You know, because most people are smart enough to steer clear of a predator that bold." <<if $eatenBySamDay6>>"...right," you say with a nervous laugh. "So, what<<else>>"<<if $samMin < 0>>Hey, I've acted way dumber around you before, it's part of my charm<<else>>You call them smart, I call them cowards<</if>>," you say, chuckling. "What<</if>> did she do to end up as dinner?" "Well, I was on on my way to admit defeat and get some regular food after striking out on a hunt earlier, but then this idiot walked right into me," she replies, patting her gut. "Giving me the perfect opportunity for a proper meal instead.~" "Nice," you reply.<</if>> You take a bite of your sandwich. "You're not really missing out on much<<if !$pacifist>>, I'd much rather have something that filling<<else>>, I think I've made better sandwiches than this while half asleep<</if>>."\ <</if>> "Heh, yeah, I bet," Sam says with a chuckle.<<if ($samRel > 1) and ($fullness > 0)>> "At least you've still got some of that girl from earlier to work through."<</if>> She turns her attention toward her prey, leaving a pause in the conversation as she reins in the latest bout of struggling. \<<set $counter to 0>> \ \<<linkreplace "Talk about Halloween ">><<set $counter += 1>>\ <<append "#text">> "Halloween's coming up soon," you say, pausing to take a bite of your sandwich. "You planning on going to the party the school is throwing?" "Eh, probably not. School events are always lame," Sam replies with a shrug. "<<if $samRel < 3>>That's too bad, I think it'll be fun!<<else>>Oh come on, it could be fun!<</if>> I heard the school actually puts a lot of effort into this stuff," you say. "Even if it is lame, these sorts of things are still a good excuse to hang out and meet people.<<if $totalPrey > 2>> And eat people, of course.<</if>>" <<if $samRel < 1>>"Oh fuck off, I get that enough from my sister, I don't need to hear it from everyone I talk to,"<<else>>"Geez, you sound like Maeve,"<</if>> Sam says, rolling her eyes. "As far back as high school she's been on my case about 'socializing' and 'leaving some people as friends instead of food' whenever I ignore events like this." <<if ($samRel > 2) and ($maeveDisrespect > 0)>>"Wait, Maeve has friends?" you say, with mock surprise. "Hey, don't be rude!" Sam says, shooting you a look. "I mean her and Matilda hang out all the time, I know you've seen it. They've been friends for a few years now." "Really? I always thought she was like an obligatory evil henchman that got assigned to her," you say. You laugh; Sam seems unamused. "Still, advising you //against// eating people doesn't sound like 'the queen' at all."<<else>>"Really? Advising you //against// eating people doesn't sound like 'the queen' at all," you reply.<</if>> "Honestly, I'm with you there," Sam says. "<<if $samRel > 2>>I //*uurp*// already have you and Leila, and eating<<else>>Eating<</if>> people is the whole point of this place, I'm kinda surprised she stuck to the same stance here. Halloween is kind of a dumb holiday anyways. I mean, trick-or-treating was nice as a kid--especially since everyone gave us extra candy when I went with Maeve--but I never liked dressing up, so there's really nothing to care about as an adult." <<if $samRel < 3>>"I guess that's fair," you say. "Just gonna ignore the whole thing then?" "Well, I'll probably still sneak out to grab a quick snack," she says, chuckling as she pats her belly for emphasis.\ <<if $counter is 2>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><<replace "#choices">><</replace>><</if>><<else>><<toggleclass "#choices" "hide">>\ \ <<link "Insist that she should come so the two of you can hang out">><<replace "#halloween">><<set $samHalloween to 1>>\ "Hey, seriously, I think you should come! I'll definitely be going, we could hang out all night," you say with a smile. "We'll make our own fun even if the party sucks." "I don't know, I don't have a costume or anything..." she says, shifting a little in her seat. "I don't think dressing up is required! And I'm sure you can throw something a little Halloweeny together if you wanted, doesn't need to be elaborate or anything," you say. "I bet you could get your hands on some of those animal ear headbands pretty easily, go as the big bad wolf--then you even have an excuse to eat someone to complete the look!" "Hmm, that is tempting..." "C'mon, you know you wanna!" you say. "Yes or no?" "Fine, fine, I guess I'll go with you if you're gonna be so pushy," she says with a laugh.<<if ($samRel > 3) and ($samRomancePlayerInit > 0)>> "Just as friends, right?" You cock your head a little, a slight smirk spreading across your lips. "What else would we go as?" Bright red floods the space between her freckles and she averts her gaze. "R-Right, sorry, I meant as in like, just to hang out and not do Halloween stuff, you know?" she says with a nervous laugh. "But yeah I'll... //*uuurrrp*//... I'll go. Should be an easy place to find more prey at least."<<else>> "Should be an easy place to find more prey at least."<</if>> "Awesome! I'm gonna hold you to that now," you say with a smile. "It'll be a great time, promise." "Well I'm gonna hold you to //that//," she replies, matching your grin.<<if $leahHalloween > 0>> You recall only after things are settled that you already made plans for Halloween with Leah earlier... but that shouldn't be a problem<<if $leahHalloween is 1>>, you can make time for both of them<<else>>, they'll probably get along well enough<</if>>.<</if>><</replace>><<toggleclass "#choices" "hide">><<if $counter is 2>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><<replace "#choices">><</replace>><</if>><</link>> <<link "Let her be lame">><<replace "#halloween">>\ "I guess that's fair," you say.<<if $leahHalloween > 0>> You already have plans with Leah for that night, so you think better of pushing the issue with her.<</if>> "Just gonna ignore the whole thing then?" "Well, I'll probably still sneak out to grab a quick snack," she says, chuckling as she pats her belly for emphasis.<</replace>><<toggleclass "#choices" "hide">><<if $counter is 2>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><<replace "#choices">><</replace>><</if>><</link>>\ <</if>> <</append>><</linkreplace>>\ \<<linkreplace "Ask how many people she's eaten ">><<set $counter += 1>>\ <<append "#text">> <<if $samRel < 2>>"You know, with your rep I gotta say, I'm curious," you say. "<<else>>"You know, I don't think I've ever asked before, but this," you say, gesturing to her gut, "has it on my mind. <</if>>Just how many people have you eaten before?" "Like, total? I lost track a long time ago," Sam replies with a laugh. "I was pretty far into the double digits even before starting classes here, at the very least." <<if $samRel > 2>>"Wow, only //double// digits?" you say. "For someone who's told me they don't even like going a //day// without a meal, that seems pretty low. I expected hundreds at least." "Oh shut up, like you've never exaggerated. I'm still easily way ahead of you," Sam says, smirking. "Besides, I //would// prefer to have daily prey. That doesn't mean it actually happens all that often." "You know what, fair, you got me there," you say with a laugh. "Okay, how about just the number you've eaten since the start of the year, then?"<<else>>"Wow, that's... impressive," you say, your eyes widening a little. Sam smirks at you, pushing out a belch. "Uh, let's say just the number you've eaten since the start of the year, then, if you don't remember the full count."<</if>> "Hmm... only counting classmates, or //*urp*// anyone since the start of the year?" she asks. "I've taken a couple trips into town with Maeve." "We'll say anyone." "Alright then... I think sixteen, maybe?" she says. She lets out a burp, then loudly pats her belly. "Sorry, //seventeen//." "Don't count me out yet..!" her prey grunts, starting to squirm with renewed fervor. Sam looks down at her belly with an incredulous expression, pauses for a moment, then presses in hard on either side, rolling her eyes. It doesn't take long for the girl to be squeezed back into submission. "//*Bwuurrrp*// So yeah, seventeen." <<if $totalPrey > 11>>"Nice. You're only a //little// bit ahead of me then," you say with a smirk. "I'll catch up before you know it if you're not careful." "Ha, in your dreams!" Sam says with a laugh.<<elseif $reputation[0] is "glutton">>"Wow, and I thought my count was impressive..." you say. You grin. "Guess I'll have to work a little harder to catch up!" "Ha, in your dreams!" Sam says with a laugh.<<else>>"Seriously? You're not gonna leave anyone for the rest of <<if $pacifist>>our class<<else>>us<</if>> at this rate..." you say with a somewhat nervous laugh. "Sorry, that's just how we McKenn's roll," Sam chuckles.<</if>><<if ($fat > 49) and ($samRel > 2)>> "Okay but if that's true, I gotta know... how are you still so skinny!?" you say. "<<if $samInfo6 > 0>>I mean, I know you've mentioned the whole 'McKenn curse' thing, but I mean beyond that. <</if>><<if $totalPrey < 8>>I haven't even eaten half as much<<else>>I've eaten less than you<</if>>, and look at me, I'm like twice the size I was at the start of the year!" "Hey, I've... I've definitely put on some weight since school started," she says, seemingly oddly embarrassed. "I guess not nearly as much as you though, you got me there. I guess I just have a high metabolism or something? <<if $samInfo6 > 0>>Maybe it's the tradeoff for the curse<<else>>My family is cursed to almost never have fat end up on our chest, maybe gaining less weight in general is the tradeoff for that<<set $samInfo6 to 1>><</if>>" "Huh. You're sure you don't secretly work out a bunch?" "I'm not sure I've ever even been to the gym on campus," she replies with a laugh. She shrugs. "I don't really eat a whole lot //outside// of live prey, so maybe that has to do with it."<</if>> <</append>><<if $counter is 2>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><<replace "#choices">><</replace>><</if>><</linkreplace>>\ \<<if $samInfo11 > 0>>\ <<linkreplace "Ask if she's ever had a boyfriend ">><<set $counter += 1>>\ <<append "#text">> <<set $samRomancePlayerInit += 1>><<set $samInfo11 to 2>><<set $samInfo12 to 1>>\ "You know, I'm curious--have you ever had a boyfriend before?" you ask, shooting her a somewhat teasing look. She immediately gets flustered, glancing away with a faint blush on her cheeks. The two of you have never really talked about the time you asked her out after that night at Emma's party, coming to an unspoken agreement to simply pretend it didn't happen, but you can't help yourself from probing to see how honest she was being every now and then. "Oh, uh, not really, no. Most guys are kinda scared off by //*urp*// this," she says, patting her gut with a nervous chuckle. "...and the one guy that asked me out anyways ended up in there before the end of the first date, soo..." "Ha, nice. I think that //kinda// counts," you say, smirking. "Maybe you just confused hunger with attraction there." "Honestly, you're probably right," Sam chuckles. "There was also this other time that Maeve forced me to go to this dumb Spring Dance thing our school held, and I asked a guy I thought I found cute to be my date. We didn't make it five minutes before I ate him and bailed." "Hey, if he was worth your time, he wouldn't have gotten eaten," you say with a laugh. "Exactly! It would have never worked out if they lost to my appetite that easily." "I'm sure you'll be able to find someone one of these days. I mean, //I// would love to have a hot apex predator for a girlfriend, so I'm sure there's guys out there that feel the same," you say. You crack a small smile--that comment definitely made her a little more flustered. "Though your opportunities are probably pretty limited here at an all girls school..." "Eh, I like eating girls better //*urp*// anyways so I'll take the tradeoff," Sam replies with a shrug. "Oh yeah?" you say, raising your eyebrows. "Y-Yeah, I, um, I mean--" "Oh my god, can you guys //NOT// flirt while I'm still stuck in here..!" Sam's dinner shouts, cutting her off. Her gut lurches to the side. "Spit me out and get a room!" "Wha--flirting?? We're talking about guys, idiot, not--oh just shut up and digest already!" Sam says, blushing a bit harder as she crushes her gut into submission. "Let's, uh... //*OUuurrup*//... talk about something else..." <</append>><<if $counter is 2>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><<replace "#choices">><</replace>><</if>><</linkreplace>>\ <<else>>\ <<linkreplace "Offer her a belly rub(in a flirty way)">><<set $counter += 1>>\ <<append "#text">> <<set $samRomancePlayerInit += 1>>\ "She looks like she's putting up quite a fight in there, is your stomach holding up alright?" you say, glancing down at her gut. "Of course, she doesn't stand a chance. What, you really think a freshman would actually give me any trouble?" she says, narrowing her eyes a little. "No, no, of course not! But even weak prey can be a little uncomfortable, that can spoil a good meal," you say. You give her a sly smile. "<<if $samRel > 2>>You know I'm good with my hands,<<else>>I'm pretty good with my hands, you<</if>> want a belly rub?" She stares at you for a moment<<if ($samRel > 2) or ($outfit is "skimpy") or ($breastSize > 59)>>, a faint blush spreading across her cheeks<</if>>. Then she shrugs, smirking. "Sure, if you're offering.<<if ($reputation[0] is "escape") or ($samSidekick > 1) or ($samRivalLoss > 1)>> Pampering a real pred does definitely feel <<if ($samSidekick > 1) or ($samRivalLoss > 1)>>more your speed<<else>>right for you<</if>>.~<</if>>" You stand up and walk over to her side of the table, taking a seat next to her. She pushes her chair out a little and turns to face toward you. She somehow looks both smug and nervous at the same time. "Let me know how it feels," you say. You lock eyes with her as you reach forward and gently rest your hands on the warm surface of her pale gut. "Hey! Fuck off, don't help her..!" a muffled voice shouts, her prey starting to squirm with renewed vigor as soon as you make contact. "Food doesn't talk~" you chide, pushing your hands in deeper. You feel the odd sensation of Sam clenching her stomach muscles while you massage it from the outside, squeezing her prey as punishment for the insult. She lets out a sigh and a soft belch as you work your hands along the strained surface of her gut, rubbing and kneading at it in soothing patterns. A satisfied groan rumbles up from inside. "That feels great..." Sam says with a sigh. "You really are good at this." "Told ya~" you say with a slight laugh. You lean forward, pushing in hard enough on the lower end of her belly to kick up some muffled sloshing. "You know, your skin is really soft." Sam locks eyes with you again as you carry on your soothing efforts. She blushes and quickly averts her gaze again... then starts to blush even harder and glances around frantically, her eyes widening. "Um, that's good, thanks..!" she says, shifting her body away from you. "I, um... //*UUurrrph*//... people are staring..." she adds, her voice meek. "Of course," you say, easing back away from her and getting to your feet. You give her a sly smile. "Maybe we can try this again the next time you get a meal somewhere more private.~" "Uh, y-yeah, maybe..!" Sam replies with a nervous laugh. "Anyways..."<<if $samRel < 3>> <<Sam 1>><</if>> You return to your seat, quickly changing the subject for her sake. <</append>><<if $counter is 2>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><<replace "#choices">><</replace>><</if>><</linkreplace>>\ <</if>>\ \ \ The two of you keep chatting as you enjoy your meals--Sam blissfully massaging her prey-filled belly, you munching on your extremely average sandwich. The squirming in her gut gradually slows while you talk, and before you know it her belly is looking soft and smooth, the occasional protests of her dinner replaced entirely with the groaning and gurgling of her stomach at work. Eventually, there's a lull in the conversation and Sam pushes herself up onto her feet, the movement kicking up some heavy sloshing sounds from her gut. "Well, now the she's gone it's probably time to find a more comfortable seat," she says, stretching her arms. She squeezes her soft belly with one hand, grinning as her fingers sink into the surface. "Might stop by Maeve's dorm first, show off this gut while I've got it.~" "Sounds like a good plan," you say. "It was nice <<if ($samMin is 0) and ($samMax is 0)>>getting to know you<<else>>chatting<</if>>, I'll see you around!<<if $samRel > 2>> Enjoy the rest of your meal.~" "Oh I will," Sam chuckles. "See ya!"<<else>>" "Yep, see ya!" she says with a quick wave.<</if>><<if $samRel < 3>> <<Sam 1>><</if>> You wave as she waddles off toward the door to the lounge, presumably headed to her sister's dorm. <<if $day9MinaTrain > 0>>You check the time as you get up to take care of your plate. Seeing that it's almost 6:00, you go over to meet up with Mina at her table on the outskirts of the room so you can head over to Slate's office together. [[Head to your training session with Slate->October 29th- Train Mina With Slate]]<<else>>You get up and take care of your plate, then start to head back to your room. [[Head back to your room->October 29th- Evening]]<</if>>

<<Time 17.5>><<set $day9DinnerMina to true>>\ You decide to go join Mina, heading over to her table near the window. She notices you approaching and offers a small smile. <<if $day9MinaTrain > 0>>"Hello again $name! Are you ready for our training with Slate tonight?" she says. As you've come to expect from her, she seems to have just gotten a salad for dinner instead of the main entree for the day. "I am looking forward to it!" "Ready as I can be, I think," you say with a slight laugh. "Mind if I join you?"<<else>>"Hello $name! Thank you again for the rescue earlier," she says. As you've come to expect from her, she seems to have just gotten a salad for dinner instead of the main entree for the day.<<if $ateTiffany > 0>> "Oh, but, if you are here, did your meal not go well?" "Not exactly..." you say sheepishly. "But I kept her down long enough for you to get away, and that's what's important! Sam did her best to make sure she'd leave all of us alone from now on too." "That is very kind of you both, thank you!"<<elseif $day9SamHunt is 2>> "Was Sam able to finish her meal?" "Oh yeah, Tiffany definitely learned her lesson about messing with you," you say with a grin. "She won't be a problem again." "That is wonderful to hear, I really appreciate both of your help!"<<elseif $eatenByAliceDay8>> "So soon again after yesterday as well..."<</if>> "Hey, don't mention it! Mind if I join you?"<</if>> "Of course not! I would be delighted to have dinner with you," she replies. You smile and take a seat across from her. "How did your lab go earlier?" you ask.<<if $aliceDom > 0>> You cringe internally as soon the words leave your mouth, realizing that you would really rather not discuss how //your// lab went if the conversation turns that way.<</if>> <<if $minaTrain > 1>>"Quite well! I still did not quite manage to escape my partner in time, but I really seemed to be causing her some trouble this time," Mina says. "She was actively making an effort to hinder me and showed clear signs of discomfort. At the start of the year, most would simply relax and let me work without any trouble." "That's great!" you say with a grin. "I'm sure you'll be busting out of stomach's no problem soon enough! You just need a little more time.<<else>>"Well enough, I suppose. I did not escape my partner in time, but I do think I am improving!" Mina says. "My partner was actually making an effort to hinder me this time. At the start of the year, most would simply relax and let me work." "That's good! I think..." you say with a slight laugh. "I'm sure you'll get there, you just need a little more time."<</if>> You pause to take a bite of your sandwich, then a thought occurs to you. "You know, I know you've been studying hard and working on your technique. If you're still struggling, maybe your issue is more //strength// related? You are, uh, rather small..." "That is a good thought! Perhaps I need more protein in my diet," Mina says, looking down at her salad. "It couldn't hurt! And, you know, going to the gym, if you haven't been already. Even just doing push-ups and stuff in your dorm would probably be a big help!" you say.<<if ($kaylaRel > 2) and ($kaylaEnd is "alive")>> "I've got a friend named Kayla who's a really big fitness nut, actually, I bet she'd be happy to help you train a bit! I'll have to remember to ask her sometime." "Oh, I would quite appreciate that! Thank you, $name," Mina replies with a smile.<<else>> "I suppose I will keep that in mind, thank you!"<</if>> A silence takes over for a short time as you both turn your attention to your food. As usual, Mina doesn't seem to have much she intends to volunteer for conversation, even if she's enjoying the company. You know it'll be on you to get her talking. \<<set $counter to 0>> \ \<<linkreplace "Ask about her family ">><<set $counter += 1>>\ <<append "#text">><<set $minaInfo3 to 2>> "Have you been keeping in touch with your family? You said you had sisters, right?" you ask. "I bet they're excited..." You very briefly trail off, catching yourself before plainly stating //that you're still alive somehow// or some variation of it. "...about your progress!" "I have! My mother is relieved that I am still fine, of course. I think she is very impressed that I have not given up yet!" she replies with a smile. "I have not spoken to Helga or Hilda much, but Runa has been calling me at least once a week since the start of the year. In fact, she would quite like to meet you at some point! I have told her about all the help you have been giving me." "Oh, really? I would love to if the chance ever came up!" you reply, matching her smile. "That's sweet of her to check in so often." "Indeed! She is one of the kindest people I know," Mina says. "Perhaps I will give her a call the next time we are together in a less crowded space." <</append>><<if $counter is 2>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><<replace "#choices">><</replace>><</if>><</linkreplace>>\ \<<linkreplace "Ask how her predator classes are going ">><<set $counter += 1>>\ <<append "#text">><<set $minaPred += 1>> "<<if $counter > 1>>You know, circling back to 'needing more protein in your diet'<<else>>Speaking of more protein in your diet, actually<</if>>, how have classes been going for you on the other side of things?" you say with a smirk. "Are you an unstoppable apex predator yet?" "Oh my, far from it!" Mina giggles. "Though I have certainly improved since the start of the year, simply from exposure through labs. I can now reliably keep someone in my stomach, provided they keep their struggling somewhat subdued! Although I still find it a little strange, and do not see much reason to hone that skill." "<<if $pacifist>>I totally get that!<<else>>I think you'd come around to it if you ate someone for real, instead of just labs where you have to let them out,<</if>>" you say. "But it could be just as useful as being a great escape artist for staying safe, you know! People would be a lot less likely to try and mess with you if they knew there was a good chance it'd land them in your stomach." "I suppose that does make sense," Mina says. "I will take it into consideration. Though I still think my time is better spent focusing on my ability to escape." <</append>><<if $counter is 2>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><<replace "#choices">><</replace>><</if>><</linkreplace>>\ \<<linkreplace "Ask about the Halloween party">><<set $counter += 1>>\ <<append "#text">> "Have you heard about the Halloween party coming up on Thursday?" you ask. "I'm looking forward to it, seems like it'll be a fun time!" "I have! The school appears to be putting a great deal of effort into it," she replies. "I do not think I will attend though. It seems like it would be quite dangerous, and I am not usually much for parties<<if $eatenByKris>>, especially after what happened at the start of the year<</if>>." <<if $eatenByKris>>"Right... I guess that's fair," you say with a nervous laugh.<<else>>"That's probably a good call, honestly," you say.<</if>> As much as you might like to try and convince Mina to come out and enjoy the night, you really can't argue with her there--a party for //this// holiday with everyone at the school attending, not just freshmen, seems like one of the worst possible places for her to be. "It's a shame you'll miss out though. Are you big on Halloween?" "Not particularly! I used to have fun carving jack-o-lanterns for our house, but I have never been all that interested in dressing up or playing tricks," Mina says. "I will be fine relaxing in my dorm for the night, but I hope you enjoy the party!" <</append>><<if $counter is 2>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><<replace "#choices">><</replace>><</if>><</linkreplace>>\ \ The two of you carry on eating your meals, enjoying each other's company and making occasional conversation. <<if $day9MinaTrain > 0>>You keep an eye on the time, and before you know it six o'clock is nearly upon you. "Well, we probably want to make sure we're there right on time for Slate's training," you say. "Are you ready to head over?" "Of course! I am quite excited to see you in action," Mina replies. With that, the two of you take care of your plates and head for the door.<<if $minaRel < 4>> <<Mina 1>><</if>> [[Head to your training session with Slate->October 29th- Train Mina With Slate]]<<else>>After a while, both of your plates are clear and Mina stands up from her seat. "This was very nice, thank you for joining me, $name!" she says. "I should get back to my room soon." "Of course! I'm all finished here too, I'll walk with you," you reply. After taking care of your plates, you walk over to the main building together through the courtyard. Mina thanks you again for the company when you part ways by her dorm, then you head back down the hall to your own room.<<if $minaRel < 4>> <<Mina 1>><</if>> [[Head back to your room->October 29th- Evening]]<</if>>

<<Time 18.5>><<set $playerFreak += 1>>\ Your fingers are moving before you've even consciously made your decision: //"Yes definitely I'm very interested Right now?"// you text her. //"Right now baby, I'm already getting warmed up ;) Room 217 over in Lampton<<if $nadiaDorm>> if you forgot<</if>> Hurry over~"// she replies. //"Already on my way!"// You hurry out the door and into the hall, a nervous smile plastered on your face as you scurry upstairs and over to Lampton. You had almost forgotten about her mention of teaching you unbirth, too shy to directly ask her about it and assuming she must have changed her mind when it never came up again, but you're //very// interested to learn. And judging by her mention of getting "warmed up", you doubt it's just going to be a formal, purely educational lesson... Arriving at the door to Room L217, you hesitate for only a brief moment before knocking. It swings open, and as soon as you make eye contact with the scantily clad goth on the other side, she quite literally pulls you into the room, slamming the door behind you. Your face flushes bright red as she wraps an arm around your waist and holds you close, her face just inches from yours and one of her legs rubbing against your thigh. "Glad you made it<<if $eatenByVivian>>, I was a little worried we scared you off last time<</if>>~" Nadia purrs. <<if $fat > 49>>She glances down, giving your chubby belly a light pinch. "Hmm, you're a bit bigger than I remember... <<if $reputation[0] is "glutton">>but that's okay, I know you're a busy little pred.~<<else>>but I'm sure I've still got room.~<</if>>" <</if>>One of her hands starts to play with the hem of your shirt and shoots you a questioning look, slightly cocking her head. "You definitely sure you're ready for this..?" "Y-Yeah, go ahead..!" you say meekly. "Perfect.~" She draws you into a kiss as she gets to work taking off your top. You're so flustered that you can't do much more than stumble along with her as she strips you down and guides you deeper into the room, not quite prepared to get thrown right into the deep end like this. Before you know it, you're standing beside her bed in nothing but your underwear. "There, that's more like it<<if ($breastSize > 34) and ($fat < 35)>>. You look //incredible// darling~<<else>>,<</if>>" Nadia says, biting her lip as she looks you over. She unhooks her bra and pulls it off, letting her pale breasts hang free, silver piercings glinting in the light. She smirks and steps closer, wrapping her arms over your shoulders. "Don't be so stiff, I promise I'll take good care of you tonight...~" Her lips meet yours before you can reply, drawing you into a passionate kiss. <<if $fullness > 0>>She pulls away for a moment to finally acknowledge the elephant in the room. One hand gently caresses your still-bloated belly, while a smirk plays across her lips. "You've been busy today, hmm?" she says with a soft laugh. A pleasant sigh escapes you as she pulls herself tight against you and starts to subtly grind her hips against your belly. "Thats okay, I think I can still manage...~"<<else>>She pulls herself tight against you, subtly grinding her hips against your body. You can feel her breasts pressing against your <<if $breastSize < 10>>chest<<else>>own<</if>>, the hard, faintly cold nubs of her piercings standing in almost distracting contrast to her soft skin. You lock eyes with her when she finally leans her head away, your breathing starting to feel a bit heavier.<</if>> "Wh-When does the lesson start..?" you mumble. Nadia pouts, pulling away from you. "Only here for business, huh?" "N-No! I, um, I just--" "Relax, I'm only teasing darling!" she says, giggling. She steps closer again, sliding around to stand behind you. You take in a sharp breath as <<if $breastSize > 44>>she cups your chest from behind, lovingly kneading it with both hands.<<else>>one hand starts to <<if $breastSize < 10>>tease your nipple<<else>>grope your chest<</if>>, the other slipping down between your legs and gently rubbing you through your panties.<</if>> Her warm breath tickles your ear as she leans in close. "I know I promised to teach you--and I will, darling, I will," she says softly. "But..." She <<if $breastSize < 10>>pinches your nipple, drawing<<else>>squeezes your breast<<if $breastSize > 44>>s<</if>> tight enough to draw<</if>> out a gasp. "...I'm a little too pent up to be a good teacher right now, so there's something we need to take care of first.~" She pulls away and saunters over to sit on the edge of the bed. Your heart flutters as she leans back and bites her lip, looking up at you with a sultry gaze. "Call it... payment for the lessons," she says. She lifts up her legs and starts to slide off her panties. "And an important demonstration. You need to understand what this wonderful thing is all about before you can really appreciate it, after all.~" "...so you're saying..." "I want you inside me, $name," Nadia says with a little laugh. She spreads her legs wide, giving you a clear view of her clean-shaven pussy. "Last time, it was the grand finale to our little night of fun. Tonight, I'm going to take you for a //ride//. I'll get to teaching after you drive me wild from the other side of things.~" "...fine by me," you say, with more confidence than you feel. Your eyes are locked between her legs, your cheeks flushed red. You've been in her womb before... but last time it happened suddenly in the heat of the moment. <<if $unbirthedByJanet>>You can't help thinking about your experience with Janet, feeling a little anxious about how long you might end up stuck in there once you go in...<<else>>The anticipation of going in on purpose is an entirely new feeling.<</if>> "Good.~ Go on and get naked already," Nadia says. She smirks and gets an almost worrying glint in her eyes. "Then get on your knees.~" [[Yes ma'am->Unbirth Training- Unbirthed By Nadia]]<<set $nadiaDorm to true>><<set $lastOutfit to $outfit>><<set $outfit to "underwear">>

<<Time 18.5>><<set $day9ArtistModel to 1>>\ <<if $nadiaTeachUnbirth > 0>>As enticing as Nadia's offer is, you find yourself too intrigued by the artist's ad to ignore it. Getting paid to stand around with a full belly sounds like a great deal. You hesitate for a moment as you look back at the picture she sent, feeling like you might not get another opportunity like this, but ultimately stick to your choice and text Nadia back to decline the invitation. She's quick to respond: //"Awww, you sure? You're missing out...~"// You apologize and confirm that tonight won't work, then pull out the stub you'd taken off of the flier to check the artist's number. You<<else>>While you're still a little skeptical about the whole thing, you find the artist's ad too intriguing to ignore. Getting paid to stand around with a full belly sounds like a great deal. You pull out the stub you'd taken off of the flier to check the number, then<</if>> send a quick text asking if the position is still open. The artist gets back almost immediately: //"Yes!! You have perfect timing I really want to get this done tonight. You free now?"// //"Yep, I got nothing going on tonight. Do I like need to find prey first? You want a model with a gut, right?"// you text back. //"Perfect perfect! Just come down to room L251 ASAP, I've got that part all sorted *Belly*, not gut btw. Different connotations. Tough to hold a position if your prey is unwilling, so no one is getting sacrificed for my art Tonight, anyways ;)"// There's a brief pause, then one last text comes in: //"Pls don't be scared off by that I really need this practice"// You hesitate for a moment--mainly because of the room number making it clear this is definitely an upperclassman--then shrug and tell her you'll be right over. Even if the possibility is there, you aren't really getting the sense that this is a trap or anything like that, she seems sincere enough. You get up from your bed and step out into the hall, making your way upstairs and over to Lampton. There are two girls talking to each other by the door to the room when you arrive. The first, standing just outside the room in the hall, is a fairly petite girl in a loose pink blouse. She has tan skin, a very slender frame, and wavy brown hair that falls around her shoulders. You can't quite place exactly where you've seen her before, but she definitely seems familiar. The look she's giving you tells you she's getting the same feeling. She must be another freshman, at least. The other girl is standing in the open doorway, and even without the other evidence you would immediately have her pegged as the artist. Her dark hair is tied into a series of long, thick braids, and on her right side a handful of them have been partially dyed in shades of red, orange, and yellow. Keeping with the autumnal theme, she's wearing a loose orange sweater and a dark red skirt with suspenders, along with dark stockings that sport a spiraling pattern of autumn leaves. She has dark skin, but you can see splotches of a very pale tone in a few places across her face--vitiligo. "Hi! Hey, you're the other girl that answered the call, yes?" she says, her green eyes lighting up when she sees you approaching. She grins and pulls you into an enthusiastic handshake. "I'm Aya, thank you so much for coming!" "Uh, hey, I'm $name," you say. You glance over at the other freshman with a confused expression. "//Other// girl..? Why are there two of us?" "Don't be silly! I told you I had the belly element of this handled, remember? What did you think I meant?" Aya replies, cocking her head. "Of course I needed two volunteers! One of you will be posing from inside the other's stomach. I have antacids, of course, this could take a while." She sees the hesitation on both of your faces and rolls her eyes. "The one who takes the role of prey also gets an extra twenty dollars." "Hmm, I would have worn a worse shirt if I knew that was a possibility..." the other girl says with a slight laugh. "Oh, that won't matter, I need you naked anyway," Aya says. "Well, I //suppose// the prey doesn't need to be, but you may as well, right?" You and the other girl both give her a blank stare. Aya pinches the bridge of her nose and grumbles something in another language. You think it might have been French. "The point of this is to brush up on my anatomy, of course you need to be naked. It's an //artistic// endeavor, set your bashfulness aside! I'm surprised you still have hangups about this so deep into the semester, even as freshmen," she says. "Now, there should be no more surprises, may we please continue?" \ <<link "Yes, I'm still fine with this">><<replace "#choice">>\ "Yeah, sorry, I'm still on board! Just didn't think about what all would be involved with this before," you reply. "Same here, I'm game!" the other girl replies with a smile and a shrug. She shoots you a curious look, clearly still trying to place your face<<if $partyFaceSit>>... then awkwardly averts her gaze with a flustered smile. "U-Um, hey again..!" You give her a confused look for a moment, then similarly start to blush. She's //Sofia//, from Emma's party. The one you smothered under your ass for a while in a game of drink or dare. "Hey, been a while," you say with a nervous laugh. "Okay, great, perfect, there's already some kind of sexual history here so you have //no// excuse to care about being naked," Aya says, somewhat exasperated as she waves you into the room. "Now come on, come on, come in! I'll get everything ready."<<else>>, but quickly gives up. "I'm Sofia by the way! I //think// we've met? At a party maybe, or in class?" "$name! Yeah no worries, you definitely seem familiar but I'm in the same boat," you say, chuckling. "Okay, great, perfect, you'll be very familiar soon anyways. Now come on, come on, come in!" Aya says, somewhat exasperated as she waves you into the room. "I'll get everything ready."<</if>> You and Sofia follow her inside, where you're greeted by one of the most chaotic dorms you've ever seen. Art supplies and other oddities are scattered all around with no rhyme or reason. There's an easel with a half finished painting--something abstract from the looks of it--off in one corner, cups and trays filled with random assortments of pencils, markers, and paintbrushes left in any open space they would fit, stray pieces of paper--some bearing unfinished sketches--littered on the floor. She has some finished work on display hanging from the walls, many featuring impressively rendered depictions of girls with stuffed bellies, some with an almost impressionist flair to them. Everything she has intentionally displayed is quite tasteful... but in an open sketchbook that's been shoved aside on her bed you catch a glimpse of a drawing depicting someone eating out a pred with a full belly, leaving you a little skeptical of her insistence that needing you to pose naked is for purely artistic purposes. Aya quickly sets up a space in the room for you, wedging the undecorated bed on the right side of the room at an odd angle to create a somewhat open area in the corner. She puts down a stool in the clearing, then sets up a couple lamps aimed at it for proper lighting. Once she's satisfied, she ushers the two of you over. <<if $fat > 74>>\ "There! Okay, I've been going back on forth about which would be better, but $name, you're going to be the prey," Aya says very matter-of-factly. She plops down onto her bed with an open sketchbook in hand. "Go ahead and strip down and get ready while I do some warm up sketches..." "Hang on, why me?" you protest. "Your weight, of course," Aya replies, continuing to sketch as she talks. "I considered having you be the pred since I don't have as much experience with larger body types, buuuut..." She trails off for a moment, focused on her sketch, then glances back up and points her pencil at Sofia. "Sofia is quite petite, and my main focus here is on the belly. From that perspective, having someone your size stretching her frame makes for the more appealing model." "I see... I guess that makes some sense," you say with a sigh. "Hey, chin up! You get an extra twenty bucks this way," Sofia says, offering you a pat on the back. "Thanks..." you say, shooting her a look. [[Time to get into position...->Artist Modeling- Prey]]\ <<elseif ($breastSize > 44) and ($buttSize > 39)>>\ "There! Okay, $name? Your figure is //perfect//, when it comes down to commissions people are always looking for exagerrated chests and hips, practicing on someone with your measurements will be a great help<<if $fat < 20>>, especially contrasted with your unusually lacking curves elsewhere<</if>>," Aya says, plopping down onto her bed with an open sketchbook. "So, you'll be the main model, Sofia is on belly duty. Go ahead and strip down and get ready while I do some warm up sketches..." "O-Oh... I guess it's hard to argue against someone with a //perfect// figure..." Sofia says, blushing and tightening her stance. Aya winces. "Ah, no insult intended, sorry. There's beauty to be found in the human form no matter what shape it takes, I'm only talking about my specific purposes here," she says, looking up from her sketch to offer her a smile. "That top looks quite good on you, by the way." "Besides, being an active pred is what got me these curves in the first place," you say, cupping your chest for a moment. "So I'm much more suited to the role." "See, her thing was nice, that just made me more nervous," Sofia replies, pouting. "...um, she said you also get an extra twenty bucks, remember," you add sheepishly. "Good point, I'm back in," Sofia chuckles. [[Now it's time to get in *me*->Artist Modeling- Predator]]\ <<else>>\ "There! You two go ahead and strip down and figure out who's going in who while I do some warm up sketches..." she says, plopping down on her bed with an open sketchbook. You and Sofia exchange an awkward look, both faintly blushing. Her lips curve into a confident smile and she puts one hand on her hip. <<if $reputation[0] is "escape">>"Well, obviously //I'm// going to be the pred. Where's the antacid?" "Wha--hang on! What do you mean obviously?" you say, crossing your arms. "Why do you get to choose?" "<<if $partyFaceSit>>Come on, you're $name, right? Everyone<<else>>You said you were $name, right? I //do// recognize the name, everyone <</if>>says you're like the best escape artist in our class!" Sofia replies. "So it's only natural for the person who can easily get out if something goes wrong to take the risk of being prey, right? You're probably //way// more used to being in a stomach than me too." "That's not... fine, whatever," you say with a sigh. [[Congrats, you've been typecast as prey->Artist Modeling- Prey]]<<else>>"Well, I guess I'll be the pred then. Where's the antacid?" \ <<link "Like hell you will">><<replace "#model">>\ <<if $reputation[0] is "glutton">>"Ha! Nice try. I've eaten more people than pretty much anyone in our class, obviously I deserve to be the predator," you reply. You give her a somewhat aggressive look, not interested in arguing over this.<<if $partyFaceSit and ($playerHorny > 2)>> "Besides, there's no way my //chair// is going to eat me.~" "O-Okay..." Sofia whimpers, clearly very flustered.<<else>> "Uh, yeah, good point," she says with a nervous laugh. "I could use the extra twenty bucks anyways..."<</if>> [[Time to get started->Artist Modeling- Predator]]\ <<else>>\ "Hey now, not so fast," you say. "I think //I// should be the pred. Why do you get to choose?" "Well, I was the first one here! So I should get priority," she says, crossing her arms. "Well I wouldn't have come at all if I knew I would be sitting in someone's gut the whole time," you reply, mimicking her posture. "No way am I being prey." "I didn't either, we're in the same boat here!" she says. "Come on, it won't be //that// long, I promise my stomach is nice." "Just play rock, paper, scissors for it," Aya cuts in, shaking her head. "It's not that big of a deal." You and Sofia lock eyes, then shrug. "Fine!" <<set _checkType to "oral">>\ <<set _baseline to 14>>\ <<set _modifier to 0>>\ <<include "voreCheck">>\ <<if _swallow>>\ You stare each other down for a moment longer, then the game commences. Based on nothing but a feeling, you throw out scissors... and tauntingly snip Sofia's flat hand with your fingers. @@color:yellowgreen;You "overpowered" your prey!@@ "Dang it! Okay, fine, I'll do it..." Sofia grumbles. [[Time to get started->Artist Modeling- Predator]]\ <<else>>\ You stare each other down for a moment longer, then the game commences. You go with the tried and true classic, rock--nothing beats that. Except paper, which is what Sofia chose. @@color:orange;Your "strength" fails you.@@ "Aw come on," you say, dropping your hand with a sigh. "Fine, I'll be the prey..." [[Time to get started->Artist Modeling- Prey]]\ <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <</replace>><</link>> <<link "Yeah sure, I'll be prey">><<set $preyName to "willing">><<goto "Artist Modeling- Prey">><</link>>\ \ <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <</replace>><</link>> <<link "Nah, I'm out">><<replace "#choice">>\ "Um, sorry, but it seems like there were a few important details you left out on the flier..." you say, slowly stepping back away from the two girls. "I'm gonna have to back out, sorry!" "Seriously? Come on, <<if $fat > 74>>you would have given her such a perfect belly<<elseif ($breastSize > 44) and ($buttSize > 39)>>you would have been such a perfect pred model<<else>>I really need this, it's been a while since I've been able to draw from a live mode!<</if>>!" Aya says. She looks at you with pleading eyes for a moment, then shakes her head with an annoyed grunt. She waves one hand at you dissmissively. "Fine, whatever, leave, shoo! Get out of here before I decide to do a digestion study after all." Not needing to be told twice, you nod and hurry away, faintly overhearing her asking the other girl if she knows anyone that would take your place. In your haste to remove yourself from the situation, you decided to head out and through the courtyard to get back to your dorm instead of staying in the halls. <<if $day9Book>>[[Head back to your dorm->October 29th- Night: Courtyard Interlude]]<<else>>[[Head back to your dorm->October 29th- Night]]<</if>><</replace>><</link>>\

<<Time 22>>\ <<if hasVisited("October 29th- Artist")>><<set $outfitState to "normal">><</if>><<if hasVisited("Artist Modeling- Predator")>><<set $fullness to Math.max(0, $fullness - 5)>><</if>>\ <<if $day9ArtistModel > 1>>You make your way back through the halls to your dorm, stifling a yawn along the way--that took more out of you than you would have expected. Heading inside, you settle onto your bed and pull out your laptop, though before you've done much of anything Emma barges into the room and pulls your attention away from the screen.\ <<elseif $day9Charlotte > 1>>You make your way back to your dorm, finding that you still have the room to yourself for now when you head inside. Settling into a comfortable position on the bed, you get a start on reading your new book. Charlotte didn't lead you astray--it's //very// good. You're loving the characters and already impatiently eager to see where the plot is going, so engrossed that you don't realize how much time has passed until Emma barges into the room and pulls your attention away from the page.\ <<elseif hasVisited("October 29th- Train Mina With Slate")>>You head right to the bathroom when you arrive at your dorm, peeling off your damp clothes and stepping into the shower to properly wash off the stain Slate's stomach left on you. After a refreshing soak, you get changed into some fresh clothes and head back out into the room. Emma isn't around right now, giving you the room to yourself. <<if $nadiaTeachUnbirth > 0>>Taking a seat on your bed, you quickly check your phone for the first time since the training session and find that you have several missed messages. Your eyebrows raise as you see that they're from //Nadia//... and your cheeks flush when you read the message: //"Heyyy Been a while, but you wanted to learn unbirth right? I've got time now if you want to come over and let me show you the ropes~"// There's a kissing emoji at the end. The next is accompanied by a picture of her in nothing but black, lacy underwear. She's leaning back with her hands resting behind her, with her legs spread wide. The top half of her head is cut off by the framing, but you can see her eagerly biting her lip. //"Promise I'll be gentle~"// Then, there's one final message from much later than the others: //"If this was the wrong number somehow, you're still free to enjoy the pic ;)"// Your cheeks flush, and for a moment you feel the urge to try and take her up on it, but the moment has clearly passed and you're not sure you'd have the energy anyways. You text her back to officially decline the offer. //"Oh, I will ;) Right number, I was just busy with some business inside a stomach, sry"// You wait a little while, but there's no sign of a response. Just as you're putting your phone away, it finally vibrates with another new text. //"Kinky"// is all she replied. //"It was professor Slate's"// you text back with a laugh. //"Kinkier Another time, maybe~"// After assuring her you're still interested, you put your phone away. You get comfortable on the bed, then decide to<<else>>After thinking for a moment, you take a seat on the bed and<</if>> pull out your laptop to finish off the night by watching a movie you've been meaning to get to. You settle in and get engrossed in the movie, thoroughly enjoying yourself. When it's through, you shift to browsing the internet on your laptop, not realizing how much time has passed until Emma barges into the room and pulls your attention away from the screen.\ <<else>>\ <<if previous() is "Unbirthed By Nadia- End">>You head downstairs and through the dining hall into the courtyard. There's a brisk chill in the air as you step outside, your skin prickling from the gentle breeze. Even so, you walk at a leisurely pace along the lamp-lit path, still lost in thought playing back how you spent the last hour or so with Nadia. Eventually, you meander your way back to your dorm, where you find that you have the room to yourself for now. After thinking for a moment, you pull out your laptop to finish off the night by watching a movie you've been meaning to get to. <<elseif previous() is "October 29th- Artist">>You hurry downstairs and through the dining hall into the courtyard. There's a brisk chill in the air as you step outside, your skin prickling from the gentle breeze. Still, you slow your pace as you pass through, thinking about the unusual position you almost agreed to. You're not sure whether you dodged a bullet, or chickened out of an interesting experience. Eventually, you make your way back to your dorm, where you find that you have the room to yourself for now. With nothing else on the agenda for the night<<if $nadiaTeachUnbirth > 0>>--you can't quite muster the confidence to text Nadia back after rejecting her offer the first time--<<else>>, <</if>>you get comfortable on your bed, pull out your laptop, and settle in to watch a movie you've been meaning to get around to. <<elseif previous() is "October 29th- Night: Courtyard Interlude">><<if $day9Charlotte is 1>>You slip back into your room, locking the door behind you. Emma isn't around right now, so you have the room to yourself.<<else>>You head inside when you arrive at the door to your room, finding that you have the room to yourself for now.<</if>> After thinking for a moment, you pull out your laptop to finish off the night by watching a movie you've been meaning to get to. <</if>>You settle in and get engrossed in the movie, thoroughly enjoying yourself. When it's through, you shift to browsing the internet on your laptop, not realizing how much time has passed until Emma barges into the room and pulls your attention away from the screen.<</if>> <<if $emmaRel > 0>><<if $emmaRel > 2>>You give her a worried look--she's visibly frustrated, maybe even upset<<else>>She seems frustrated, maybe even upset<</if>>. "O-Oh, hey $name. Sorry for slamming the door..." she says. She drops back to sit on her bed with a sigh, her brow furrowed. "<<if $emmaRel > 2>>Hey, no worries!<<else>>It's fine.<</if>> Is everything alright?" you ask. "Yeah, I'm fine, thanks," she replies<<if $emmaRel > 2>>, giving you a quick smile<</if>>. She sighs again. "Just... had a close call, is all." "Ah... I'm glad you're okay." "Well, it wasn't really me, it was..." Emma says, trailing off and shaking her head in frustration. "There's this girl named Brooke in our class that's really had it out for Stacy for some reason the past few weeks. I don't know if you know her." "Don't think so," you say, giving her an apologetic look. You vaguely feel like you might have heard the name in class before, but it's definitely not anyone you've even talked to before. "Well, she's a jerk so you're not missing out on anything," she says with a small laugh. "She's thinks she's better than everyone, and I swear she just picks fights for no reason sometimes..." <<if $aliceRel < 1>>"Got it. So what did generic brand Alice try to pull tonight?" you say with a smirk. Emma laughs, her frustrated look briefly replaced by a warm smile.<<else>>"I take it tonight was one of those times?" "Yeah..." Emma says with a sigh.<</if>> "On my way back from hanging out with Sarah and Alesha, I came across her pinning Stacy to the wall just outside the stairwell. She was obviously about to eat her, but even beside that she was just... //really// laying into her..." she explains, narrowing her eyes for a moment as she thinks back on the situation. "I was able to break things up before it was too late, thank goodness, but if I hadn't happened to pass by..." \ <<link "Try convincing her to eat Brooke">><<replace "#choice">><<set $day9EmmaAdvice to 1>>\ "Hey, don't beat yourself up about what-ifs, you saved the day!" you say with a smile. Then you let your expression harden a little. "But... you're not wrong. And if she's really been on Stacy's back this long, she's probably not going to just give up after tonight, unless..." <<if $reputation[0] is "glutton">>"...yeah I figured that would be your advice," she replies with a weak laugh.<<else>>"Unless..?" she replies, cocking her head. She purses her lips. "Oh."<</if>> "Hey, I know you're not the most active predator, but, like, this girl is obviously a bully. You can protect Stacy and get yourself a guilt-free meal in one swoop, it should be a no-brainer!" you say. <<if $ateBettyDay9 > 1>>You pat your still-bloated belly. "It's what I did to Betty earlier, and we're both better off for it!"<<else>>"<<if $emmaAteBetty>>I mean, hasn't it been nice not having to deal with Betty all this time? You could do that for Stacy.<<else>>And, I mean, we're at Saint Miluina's here. You've literally been learning how to solve this exact sort of problem all year.<</if>>"<</if>> "I know, you're right... I even almost did, in the heat of the moment..." Emma replies. She drops back to lay on her bed with an exasperated sigh. "But going //out of my way// and planning ahead of time to eat her just feels different, y'know? Too intense. Maybe I can just talk to her..." "Emma, you interrupted the meal of the type of girl that randomly pins people down to eat them in the middle of the hall. If you go try to talk to her, there's a zero percent chance she doesn't just try to eat //you// instead. You know that," you say, shaking your head. "We can go find her in the morning, I'll watch your back while you show her what your stomach does to people that threaten your friends. Sound like a plan?" "I don't know..." Emma mumbles, looking conflicted. "Well... just think about it for now, then. Sleep on it," you say. She's silent for a moment, then she nods, a slight smile spreading across her lips. "Yeah, good idea. I'll decide in the morning..." she says. "Thanks, $name, I do appreciate it." <<if ($emmaRel > 3) and ($reputation[0] is "glutton")>>"Hey, what's the point of being roommates with the class glutton if she doesn't push you to eat people every now and then?" you say, chuckling.<<else>>"Of course," you reply with a warm smile.<</if>> She looks like she might have had more to say, but a yawn quickly cuts her off. "Sorry, I think I'm more than ready to call it a night after all that," she says. She gets up and heads into the bathroom to get ready for bed. Her yawn quickly proves contagious, and by the time she returns to the room you're feeling tired enough to follow her lead. [[Get ready for bed->October 29th- End of Day]]<</replace>><</link>> <<link "Just comfort her">><<replace "#choice">>"But you did! Don't beat yourself up about what-ifs, you saved the day! You should be proud," you say with a smile. "I'm sure Stacy is grateful she has a friend like you watching her back.<<if $emmaRel > 2>> I know I am.<</if>>" "Thanks, $name, you're right," Emma says, giving you a warm smile. Then a yawn overtakes her and she stretches her arms. "I think I'm ready to call it a night after all that..." She gets up and heads into the bathroom to get ready for bed. Her yawn quickly proves contagious, and by the time she returns to the room you're feeling tired enough to follow her lead. [[Get ready for bed->October 29th- End of Day]]<</replace>><</link>>\ <<else>>She seems frustrated, maybe even upset, but she barely even acknowledges you with a hello before starting to get ready for bed, so you just shrug and leave her to it. You really don't care enough to pry. However, the interruption does make you realize how tired you've gotten. Once she's done in the bathroom and getting into bed, you follow her lead. [[Get ready for bed->October 29th- End of Day]]<</if>>

<<set $outfit to "pjs">><<set $outfitState to "normal">>You head into the bathroom to get ready for bed, following your usual nightly routine. You brush your teeth, use the bathroom, and get changed into pajamas<<if $fullness > 0>>, struggling slightly with what remains of $lastPrey still bulging out your stomach. You idly think about what might be in store in club tomorrow as you move through your routine.<<else>>, idly thinking about what might be in store in club tomorrow.<</if>> You take one last look at yourself in the mirror before heading off to bed. <<include "Weight Gain">>\ <<Recap>> [[Go to sleep->October 29th to 30th]]

<<Time 9>><<if $leahAfterFirstClub > 0>><<set _witness to false>><<else>><<set _witness to true>><<set $outfitState to "drenched">><</if>><<set $karma -= 1>><<set $beliAccomplice += 1>><<set $day9Heist to 2>>\ "You know what? Yeah, sure, I'm in," you say with a smirk. "Sounds more exciting than class at least. What's the plan?" "<<if $metBeli>>Now that's what I like to hear!<<else>>Heh, knew I had ya pegged right,<</if>>" Beli says. "Like I said, you're gonna be the distraction. Meet me by the courtyard fountain and I'll explain the details. Go the long way around so that she doesn't see us together." "Uh, got it," you reply with a nod. You turn around and make your way upstairs, feeling a little nervous. You doubt stealing from school staff will be taken lightly if you're caught. If you back out now, however, you're likely to have an angry sophomore to deal with, which isn't much better. Besides... you weren't lying about feeling excited by the prospect. You carry on your way over to the dining hall and out into the courtyard, quickly spotting Beli waiting by the fountain. "Alright, care to fill me in now?" you ask. A slight shiver runs through your body--it's a dreary, overcast day, and there's a crisp chill in the autumn air. "Of course, of course. It's your time to shine," she says with a smirk. "I need to lure the secretary away from the desk to get an opening, but she'd just call one of the janitors for most issues that need staff attention if they weren't happening right in front of her. Commotion in the lobby //might// be able to work, but I've got an idea that'll give me a bigger window. If there's a student in peril and she's the closest staff member, I bet she'll come help herself." "What do you mean by... 'in peril'?" you say, tensing up a little. "I'm assuming that's my part here." "You catch on quick! Hope you're a halfway decent actor," she says, laughing. "It's a pretty cold morning, so what you're gonna do is take a dive in the water here. I'll run in and tell the secretary I saw someone break free from a predator just to get thrown up into the fountain, and between exhaustion from the struggle and the freezing water they looked too out of it to get to safety on their own. She'll be rushing out here with a uniform and some towels to throw at you in no time flat!" "Um... I don't know, won't she be able to tell I wasn't actually in a stomach, even with the water 'rinsing me off'..?" you say with a nervous edge to your voice. You're steadily becoming less enthused with the role you've signed up for. "Oh good, glad we're on the same page there," Beli says with a smirk. She's already pulling you closer with a firm grip on your arms by the time you register what she meant. You don't even get a full word of protest in before the inside of her mouth muffles your voice and cuts you off. In just a few seconds, your shoulders are already stretching her throat, the sophomore choking you down with alarming ease<<if $playerSize > 5>> despite your hefty frame<</if>>. Her insides are sweltering compared to the cold air outside, the heat from the slick flesh that squeezes and shifts around you warming you to your core before you've even reached her stomach. You weakly flail your legs in protest as she lifts you up to finish the job, but it's far too late to mount any real resistance. Wet squishing and squelching sounds fill your ears as you're forced down into her cramped gut. Her stomach is like a sauna, the air thick and humid, everything around you hot and wet. A satisfied groan rumbles through the walls pressing against you. "//*UUurrrp!*// Sorry, I'd have asked first but you looked like you were already thinking of bailing," Beli chuckles, her voice somewhat muffled thanks to your position inside of her. "This is just to make it more convincing, I'll get you back out in a minute. Gotta say you hit the spot though, I haven't had breakfast yet.~" "Are you kidding me? This isn't what I signed up for..!" you protest, pushing out at the flesh that surrounds you. You wince as she rolls her stomach muscles around you. "Hey, c'mon, relax sister! I warned ya it might get messy," she says, chuckling. <<if $metBeli>><<if $reputation[0] is "escape">>"You know, with the rep you've got I'm half tempted to make you bust out of there on your own to see if you live up to the hype..." "Don't you dare!" you shout, giving a frantic kick forward. "Relax, relax, I wouldn't do that to my sister in arms here! <<else>>"<</if>><<else>>"Heh, guess I never got //your// name, huh?" "It's $name..." you grumble. <<if $reputation[0] is "escape">>"No shit, really? I've actually heard about you, people say you're a real escape artist. Now I'm half tempted to make you bust out of there on your own to see if you live up to the hype..." she says. "Don't you dare!" you shout, giving a frantic kick forward. "Relax, relax, I wouldn't do that to my sister in arms here!<<else>>"Good to know!<</if>> <</if>>Let's just make sure you get nice and slimy in there..." she says. You let out a small yelp as she starts to vigorously shake her belly, throwing you side to side before pushing her gut up and letting it fall back into place. "There, now brace yourself for this next part..." The walls clamp down around you and, as quickly as you arrived, waves of pressure begin to force you back up into the tight passage of her throat. Realizing what she means by "the next part", <<if $playerWilling > 0>>you briefly find yourself feeling desperate to stay in the comforting warmth of her gut instead<<else>>the thought of staying in her stomach almost seems more appealing to you<</if>>. Your head pushes back into her mouth, sunlight briefly reaches your eyes... then your mind goes blank for a moment as you plunge straight into the frigid water of the fountain. Icy needles seem to dance across your skin as you're submerged in the shallow water. You push yourself up and take a gasping breath of air, already shivering. "Oh yeah, you look the part alright. Hang in there, won't even be a minute 'till she's out to help!" Beli says, already heading for the doors to Karbo. "Remember: you just earned a hard fought victory against some other pred!" You take a sharp breath, still kneeling in the icy water as you get your bearings. You can't help glaring at her as she disappears into the lobby--the only //acting// you're going to need to do here is not ratting her out as the one that did this. She wasn't wrong, at least. It feels like only seconds pass between her heading inside and the worried secretary rushing out with a towel in her hands. "Oh my goodness, are you alright dear?" she says, frantically hurrying over to the edge of the fountain. She leans forward with her hand outstretched. "Take my hand!" "Th-Thank you..." you mumble, graciously accepting her help getting out of the water. You immediately hunch over with your arms crossed, shivering. <<if _witness>>\ Then, a different kind of chill strikes you as your attention shifts behind the secretary and you notice someone else walking out of the lobby. It's a freshman you vaguely recognize from class--Catherine, you want to say her name is--a brunette with a large ponytail wearing a red dress and dark grey jacket. Something about the look on her face and the way she's walking leaves you with no doubt in your mind: She saw Beli's theft and is coming to tell the secretary... \ [[Eat the witness before she can snitch->Heist- Eat Catherine]]/*for gameplay convenience since you would be caught if you failed and there's no alternate option to diffuse the situation, you always swallow her with no roll needed. Narratively, you're desperate and she's super caught off guard by you suddenly deciding to rush her */ <<link "Stay calm, she doesn't know you're involved">><<replace "#choice">>\ You stay tense, suddenly very nervous about the situation, but decide not to do anything rash. Rushing to eat her would be the most suspicious thing you could do, considering the secretary thinks you're exhausted and cold enough to barely stand on your own right now. "Come, come, let's get you inside to warm up, poor thing..." the secretary says, draping the towel over your shoulders. "Excuse me, Marylin? I hope I've got your name right," Catherine says as she gets close, clear urgency in her tone. "I just saw someone steal something from your desk! I just saw someone steal something from your desk! I think she was an upperclassman, I didn't recognize her, but she had a black jacket on and hair that was dyed half red. She just walked up, leaned over and--yoink!--stuffed something in her pocket and hurried away!" she explains, along with a likely unnecessary demonstration of the action. "What? I step away for five seconds..." Marylin says with a sigh. "Thank you, dear, let me just help this poor girl--" "Hey wait a minute..." Catherine says, narrowing her eyes at you. "I saw her talking to the thief in the halls just a little bit ago!" "Wh-What? I don't know what you're talking about!" you say, a sudden spike of adrenaline pushing you to protest without giving your words any thought. "I've never even met Beli..!" Catherine and the secretary just stare at you. It takes you all of two seconds to realize what you did--no one had actually identified Beli yet. You look down at the ground, your face burning up despite the cold water still clinging to your skin. "I knew it! An accomplice," Catherine says, crossing her arms with a smug look on her face. "//This// was all just a ploy to get me away from the desk..?" Marylin says, her expression more bewildered than angry for a moment. She lets out a frustrated sigh. "Unbelievable..." You give her a sheepish look. "Um... the water was actually very c-cold..." you mumble, still shivering. "Oh I'm sure. At least I have a much easier way to warm you up now," she replies. She places a hand on your shoulder with a stern look in her eye. [[You don't mean...->Heist- Caught]]<</replace>><</link>> \ <<else>>\ "Come, come, let's get you inside to warm up, poor thing..." she says, draping the towel over your shoulders. She rests a cautious hand on your back as she guides you back toward the doors to Karbo. "I swear, some of these students are absolutely heartless..." You let out a sigh of relief as you cross the threshold into the heated lobby. Once the secretary--still under the impression you're in much worse condition than you really are--makes sure you're fine to stay on your feet alone, she hurries off to fetch another towel and a uniform that should fit you. "Here, you'll feel a lot better once you're out of those soggy clothes! The bathroom should be free right now," she says, giving you a half warm, half worried smile. You thank her again and trudge into the bathroom, locking the door behind you after a quick check that it really is empty. You quickly strip off your clothes and get to work drying yourself off from the icy bath, feeling a little embarrassed to be doing this in a public bathroom despite having the room to yourself. If there's any consolation, it's that you don't particularly feel the need to take a proper shower after being immediately rinsed off like that despite the trip into Beli's gut. Plus, you're definitely wide awake now. You don the uniform the secretary gave you once you're dry. You're starting to feel pretty guilty about helping steal from her now that she's been so nice about helping you... but it //was// kind of thrilling to be part of a heist, regardless of your role. You step out of the bathroom and thank the secretary again, then hurry out of the lobby into the main hallway, not wanting to risk coming under scrutiny if you hang around her too long. As you turn the corner towards the dorm hall, you almost run right into Beli, who's leaning against the wall waiting for you. She grins when she sees you. "Worked like a charm, what'd I tell ya?" she says. She briefly shows you the ornament she swiped before stowing it back in her jacket--it's a skull about the size of her palm that's made of polished black stone, not some cheap plastic thing. <<if $outfit != "uniform">>"And hey, that's a good look for you!"<<else>>"And hey, you look good as new already!"<</if>> "I hope that thing is really worth it to you, because that was //awful//..." you say, pouting at her. "Ah, relax, you did great! I'm impressed. I owe ya one now, like I said. And you can't go wrong having Beli Mahra in your corner," she says with a sly nod. "I'll make sure ya get a real haul next time, trust." "//If// there's a next time, I want to know the //whole// plan from the start," you reply. "Deal," she says with a nod. She starts to walk off down the hall, giving a brief wave with one hand before stuffing both in her pockets. "See ya around, $name! And, uh, thanks again for the help."<<if $beliRel < 3>> <<if $beliRel < 2>><<Beli 2>><<else>><<Beli 1>><</if>><</if>> You're not quite sure how to feel as you watch her walk off, feeling a bit dirty to have been an accomplice to what was, ultimately, a pretty unambiguous crime, but at the same time excited about pulling it off without anyone catching on... then a new feeling enters the mix as your stomach growls and reminds you that you'd been on your way to breakfast before getting wrapped up in this. [[Take the time to hunt for a bigger meal, you're not getting to class anyways->October 29th- On The Hunt]] [[Head to the dining hall->October 29th- Lunch]]<<set $metBeli to true>><<set $outfit to "uniform">><</if>>

<<Time 9.5>>\ <<set $ateCatherine to 1>><<set $preyName to "Catherine">><<set $preyHealthMax to 32>><<set $preyResilience to 1>><<set $preyFrustration to 0>><<set $preyExhaustion to 0>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "Catherine_PredActions">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "Catherine_Struggle">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "Catherine(TEXT)">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Eat Catherine- Failure">><<set $preySize to 5>><<set $fullness += $preySize>><<set $noKnead to true>><<set $noCrush to true>><<set $noMassage to true>><<set $noGiveUp to true>>\ <<set _pleasure to 0>><<set _firstBrace to false>>\ "You..!" you suddenly shout, pointing an accusatory finger at the approaching girl. A surge of adrenaline pumping through your veins, you shrug off the towel the secretary just gave you and rush toward her. 'Wh--huh? W-Wait a second..!" Catherine says, putting her hands up. She yelps as you tackle her to the ground, then her protests become incoherent as her freckled face disappears between your lips. You swallow and lean forward the moment you feel her head touch the back of your throat, unable to afford taking even a second to savor your meal. If she manages to escape or get a word in to the secretary, you're doomed. With her arms held tight, you shift back into a sitting positing, pulling her up from underneath you in turn. A few more frantic gulps and her chest is packed into your throat, a squirming bulge shifting through your neck down toward your belly as she tries desperately to shake you off. You hoist her stocking-clad legs up overhead once her hips pass through your lips, pulling off her boots once she sinks deep enough for you to reach them. One last swallow and you feel her feet slip down your throat past the point of no return. "//*OOUUuuuurrrup!*// Got... //*uuurp*//... you..." you say, panting from the exertion. You slump forward onto your bloated belly, Catherine squirming indignantly beneath you as your immense gut is compressed against the ground. "...what was that..?" the secretary asks. She gives you a confused, somewhat angry look. "This was... the //*urp*// girl that ate me before..." you say, doing your best to sound convincing. Your prey starts to protest, but you clench your muscles and press your weight down to drive your belly into the ground just in time to muffle her voice. "Got a sudden burst of energy when I saw my //*uuurrp*// chance for revenge..." you add with a slight laugh, your voice a bit strained now. "Mmh-hmm..." the secretary says. She doesn't seem entirely convinced, but also clearly doesn't know //what// to make of the situation, and you haven't technically done anything wrong by swallowing Catherine. She sighs and shakes her head. "I suppose you aren't really in need of help then. You still ought to get in out of this cold sooner rather than later, even like that..." "Y-Yeah, thanks!" you say, offering her a smile as she starts to walk off. You shiver. She's right--now that urgency of the moment has passed, you're already feeling the deep chill from your dip in the fountain again. You relax and finally ease up on your belly as you lean back into a sitting position, letting out a sigh that turns into a burp. "What the heck was that!? I never ate you, what are you talking about?" Catherine shouts, her voice still somewhat muddied by your stomach. Your belly lurches to one side as she gives the walls of your stomach an indignant shove. "No, but I'm pretty sure you were about to snitch on my //*urp*// partner, right?" you say. You give your belly a light smack. "This is what happens when you don't mind your own business.~" "That girl had an accomplice? This thing was bigger than I thought!" she replies with a gasp. Your stomach groans as she gives a hard kick forward. "Why would you jerks steal from Marylin? She's so nice!" "Oh relax, it was just a little halloween decoration," you say, rolling your eyes even though there's no way for her to see. A slight breeze passes through and you start to shiver again. "It's n-no big deal..." You //really// need to get out of the cold. You carefully struggle up onto your feet, the heavy weight of your belly shifting around and nearly throwing you off balance. Once you're steady on your feet, you start walking towards the door to Karbo, your gut subtly bouncing and swaying with every step. "J-Just shut up and //*urp*// relax in there, I need to get inside..."<<set $sceneAttack to 1>><<set $sceneDefense to -2>><<done>><<include $sceneActionsLink>><<replace "#actionReminder">><<PredActionReminder>><</replace>><</done>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "predOptions">></div>

<<Time 9.5>><<set $day9Heist to 1>><<set $beliTrouble += 1>><<set $playerTrouble += 1>><<set $totalEscaped += 1>>\ "W-Wait, you can't--" you start to say, to no avail. Marylin pulls you close and forces your head between her jaws before you can even get the words out. A second later, your arms are firmly pinned and your shoulders are stretching her throat. The slick flesh pressing and squeezing against you almost feels like it's burning your skin compared to the intense chill you'd been exposed to just a moment before, the rest of your body starting to feel even colder in comparison. It's almost enough to make you stop resisting... not that squirming and kicking your legs does you any good anyways. In no time at all, you find yourself curling up in the tight, sweltering confines of the secretary's stomach, an eager growl rumbling through the humid air around you as the last of you slides out of her throat. "//*UUrrrp*//... pardon me..." Marylin says, gently patting her belly. It feels unusually snug inside of her, especially considering her apparent skill, but then it hits you--her dress must be straining to contain and compress her belly. You never felt any indication that it ripped during your entry. "Please stay calm in there, I am headed straight inside to get an antacid. This is just a temporary punishment." "O-Okay..." you mumble, trusting that she isn't about to break school rules over this. You wince as another groan shakes through the walls, her stomach clearly desperate to convince her to make this arrangement permanent. "Good. Now, thank you dear! I appreciate you reporting that, I'll deal with this from here," Marylin says. "Of course, happy to help! Have a good day!" Catherine's muffled voice replies. "You too dear! Now..." Marylin say, giving her belly another pat, "you sit tight for a moment so I can remind my stomach you aren't actually my lunch..." She starts to walk, your whole world gently bouncing and swaying along with her movements. Her tight dress suppresses some of the motion, leaving it as more of a gentle rocking sensation, held in the warm, snug embrace of her flesh all the while. <<if $playerWilling > 0>>Knowing that she's not going to digest you... you actually find it all fairly pleasant.<<else>>You hate to admit it, but it almost feels nice.<</if>> Her footsteps slow, then her stomach becomes even more cramped as, with an exasperated sigh, she eases back to sit down and her belly squishes against her thighs. You hear a drawer open, then a moment later you hear a faint squishing sound above you as she swallows. An antacid tablet quickly works its way down to join you in her gut. "There, now you're perfectly safe. This is a good arrangement, really--you get to warm up from that icy bath, I get something to tide me over until lunch," Marylin says with a soft chuckle. She seems to have calmed down a little. "Now, what's your name?" "$name $last..." you say with a sigh. "Mmh... and, what did Beli actually take..?" she says. You feel her shift around a little, briefly squeezing you by leaning forward. You pause for a moment before answering, but decide there isn't much point in withholding the information. She would work it out eventually and she already knows enough for both of you to get in trouble. "Um, there was some skull decoration she wanted for her room." "Oh, that old thing? Ah, yes, it seems it is gone..." You can feel her resting a hand against her belly. "Oh that girl... I don't even remember where I got that, it's just an old knickknack I put out to fit the mood this time of year. If she really wanted it that bad and just asked politely, I might have given it to her..." she says with a sigh. "I'm curious... what did you get out of this? I would have assumed you were an unwilling participant with the state you were in if you hadn't outed yourself as her accomplice." "<<if $beliRel > 1>>Well, we're sort of friends, and she<<else>>She<</if>> said she would owe me a favor..." you reply. "She, uh, didn't give me all the details ahead of time," you add with a weak chuckle. "I'm sorry..." "I see... Well, $name, I'm afraid I do need to report this incident, but I'll keep it light, and for your sake I won't mention that you gave me any information. Miss Mahra has always been a troublemaker, and I suspect it wouldn't go well for you if she thought you turned on her somehow," Marylin says. She starts to gently rub her belly, the action seeming absentminded. "Just... try to make better choices from now on, okay dear?" "Yes, thank you ma'am..." you say sheepishly. "Um, what'll happen to Beli?" "Oh, I can't afford the hassle, but someone will most likely track her down to at least get the stolen item back, if not treat her to her own 'detention' as well." She pats her belly to emphasize what she means by that. "For someone like her, the worst is going to be this incident report. The school only tolerates so much, get too many black marks on your record and you start risking more permanent punishment..." You settle into the tight embrace of the stomach walls as the secretary gets back to work, the muffled clacking of the keys on her keyboard reaching your ears from just above you. Over an hour passes as you remain snugly locked in the humid confines of her gut, occasional groans and gurgles rumbling through the walls but no real danger thanks to the antacid. She makes a bit of conversation rather than leaving you to stew in silence, and after you mention your class schedule for the day she's nice enough to let you out a little earlier than she intended so that you can make it to lunch before Survival. You're ejected out onto the floor of the lobby with shockingly smooth efficiency, left coated in slimy fluids from her stomach. "Alright dear, hurry along now. I hope you've learned your lesson from this," she says, disappointment clear on her face as she looks down at you. You nod and sheepishly thank her for being lenient, then hurry off to get back to your room, feeling embarrassed by the whole ordeal. Beli probably won't be too happy about this outcome, but you //did// do everything she asked--she was the one that wasn't careful enough and got caught.<<if $beliRel < 2>> <<Beli 1>><</if>> [[Go get cleaned up->October 29th- Lunch]]<<set $outfitState to "drenched">><<set $metBeli to true>>

<<if $preyHealth <= 0>> <<append "#digestion">> <<set $predName to "!ERR:setPredName">> <<if _pleasure > 2>><<set $ateCatherine to 3>> You gradually lose yourself in the pleasure, every little movement from inside your gut sending a small flash of arousal through your body. Moans and pleasured gasps fill the humid air as you hold nothing back. One hand never leaves your pussy, working dutifully beneath your gut while the other dances around your body: <<if $breastSize < 10>>teasing your nipples<<else>>playing with your breasts<</if>>, pawing at your belly, or even joining the first between your legs to push you to new heights. You hardly even notice as Catherine's struggling slows and then stops altogether. Finally, you feel yourself approaching the peak. You drop to your knees, fingers furiously dancing between your folds as warm, tingling anticipation starts to grip your body. The sensation builds, your muscles start to tremble, then-- "Ffffuck yes..! //*BUUURRRRRUP..!*//" Climactic pleasure washes over you like a tidal wave, everything but the incredible sensation temporarily leaving your head. A rumbling belch accompanies your cries of ecstasy as your muscles clench and pulse, crushing what remains of Catherine with intense, involuntary pressure. You ride the feeling for as long as you can, but in time you finally start to feel yourself coming down, your arms falling limply to your sides, your legs trembling. You pant with exhaustion, taking heavy breaths of the humid air as you lean forward on your belly for support. Even as your muscles relax, it seems a bit smaller than it was before, and you don't feel a hint of anything solid beneath the surface as it's squished against the ground... @@color:lime;Catherine has been digested!@@ You carefully rise back to your feet once you've recovered enough, starting to feel a bit ashamed of yourself. That was one of the best orgasms you've had in a long time... but it's not even lunch time yet. You still have two more classes to get to today, pretty soon at that. Not to mention you're a little unsure how to feel about the fact you were getting off on prey that was still alive and kicking... After rinsing yourself off a bit more, you finally step out to dry off... freezing as you hear the sound of the door closing from out in the main room. You breathe a sigh of relief after the initial panic passes--Emma must have just gotten back to the dorm, you mercifully finished right before she would have heard you. You carry on towelling yourself off, spending quite a while polishing your soft, bloated belly before feeling confident you didn't miss a spot. You pause as you go to step back out into the room, realizing you didn't bring any clean clothes in with you, and one towel isn't going to cut it for covering up while you have a gut this size. With a shrug, you decide to wrap it around your chest, seeing as your belly hangs low enough to mostly preserve your decency down below, then carry on into the room. <<include "playerPredEnd">>[[This will still be a little awkward...->Heist- Vore End]] <<else>><<set $ateCatherine to 2>> <<if _pleasure > 0>>Though you had a bit of fun, your arousal ends up fizzling out as you focus more on making sure Catherine stays down, and the moment passes. You instead shift from pleasure to relaxation as time drags on, lingering<<else>>You linger<</if>> in the shower far, far longer than you need to, enjoying the steamy, humid air and warm massage of the water spraying against your skin while your stomach deals with the spoils of your heist. Catherine's efforts to resist her fate gradually slow, to the point that you stop paying her any real attention at all. She mutters something under her breath every now and then, but gives up on trying to protest the situation. Eventually, the only sounds are soft gurgles and groans from your idle gut mixing with the faint whine of the shower head and patter of falling water, until... "//*BUUURRRRRUP..!*//" A roaring belch bubbles up from your stomach, echoing through the enclosed space of the shower. You give your belly a curious nudge. Not only is there no response other than a faint sloshing noise, the surface feels soft and squishy. With a grin, you grab at it with one hand and squeeze, confirming your suspicions--nothing solid meets your grip, just pliable mush. @@color:lime;Catherine has been digested!@@ Just as the water was starting to get cold, you finally turn off the showerhead and step out to dry off. You hear the sound of the door closing from out in the main room--Emma must have stopped back at the dorm. Unconcerned, you carry on towelling yourself off, spending quite a while polishing your soft, bloated belly before feeling confident you didn't miss a spot. You pause as you go to step back out into the room, realizing you didn't bring any clean clothes in with you, and one towel isn't going to cut it for covering up while you have a gut this size. With a shrug, you decide to wrap it around your chest, seeing as your belly hangs low enough to mostly preserve your decency down below, then carry on into the room. <<include "playerPredEnd">>[[Relax for a while->Heist- Vore End]]<</if>><<set $metBeli to true>> <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 1>> <<append "#digestion">> You breathe a sigh of relief as you step back into the lobby and the warm indoor air washes over you. Your eyes widen for a moment as you glance over and see the secretary--back to work at her desk--shooting you a look, realizing you're not quite out of the woods yet. You hurry through to the main hall as quickly as you can under the extra weight, clenching your muscles to stifle Catherine's voice again until you're safely out of earshot. <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 2>> <<append "#digestion">> Your stuffed belly bounces and shakes around with your footsteps as you carry on down the hall. When you turn the corner towards the dorm hall, you almost run right into Beli, who's leaning against the wall waiting for you. She gives your gut a dubious look and grins when she sees you. "Looks like someone really stepped up the distraction! That ain't the secretary is it?" she asks, stepping forward to give your belly a poke. "No. //Someone// got spotted and I had to //*urp*// cover for her," you say, shooting her a look. "Please tell me you at least did actually get the thing." "Ha! 'Course I did, plan worked like a charm," she says. She briefly shows you the ornament she swiped before stowing it back in her jacket--it's a skull about the size of her palm that's made of polished black stone, not some cheap plastic thing. She glances down at your belly and gives it another poke. "Well, other than this I guess." She leans in and places both hands on your gut. "You in there! You were really gonna snitch on me for no reason?" "Who is this? The thief? Of course I was going to report you!" Catherine's muffled voice replies. She shoves back at Beli's hands. "Marylin is super nice, I can't believe you would steal from her!" "Ah don't be such a goody two shoes, it was just a Halloween decoration! I wouldn't take anything //important// without a good reason," Beli says. You jolt in surprise as she gives your gut a light smack before leaning back upright. "That's what I told her!" you say. "You really knocked it out of the park on this, $name, I'm impressed! Got exactly the right mindset and did what you had to do," Beli says with a grin. "And it looks like you got a reward out of this after all! Suppose I //really// owe ya one now though, after having my back like that." "I'd say," you reply with a chuckle. "I'll make sure ya get a real haul next time, trust," she says with a grin. "//If// there's a next time, I want to know the //whole// plan from the start," you say, crossing your arms. "Deal," she says with a nod. She starts to walk off down the hall, giving a brief wave with one hand before stuffing both in her pockets. "See ya around, $name! And, uh, thanks again for the help."<<if $beliRel < 3>> <<if $beliRel < 2>><<Beli 2>><<else>><<Beli 1>><</if>><</if>> You follow behind her, carrying on towards your dorm, though you're quickly outpaced thanks to the added bulk of your gut. <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 3>> <<append "#digestion">> You stumble through the door to your room, relieved to find that Emma isn't around at the moment. You'd rather not have to explain the current situation to her. For a moment, you consider stopping to sit on your bed until Catherine is dealt with... but you aren't too concerned about her breaking out at the moment, and you're still feeling pretty gross from your dip into Beli earlier. So, you grab a towel and head into the bathroom, bringing her along for the ride as you get ready to shower. There's a brief metallic whine as you turn on the water and the showerhead rumbles to life. You start to peel off your cold, soaked clothes, finding it a little difficult with your oversized, occasionally squirming gut in the way. Catherine lets out a faint gasp as you lean forward to struggle through pulling off your <<if $lastOutfit is "normal">>pants<<else>>skirt<</if>>, seeming to finally realize what's going on. "H-Hey, what do you think you're doing?" she says, pushing her hands out to either side. "Getting ready for a nice, //*urp*// warm shower, why?" you say. You smirk and give your belly a pat as you finish undressing. "You pervert!" she shouts. "Don't get naked while I'm in here! Just let me out first, I promise I won't tell anyone about this!" "Little too late for that, sorry," you say with a chuckle. A relaxed sigh slips out of your lips as you step into the shower and the soothing warmth of the water washes over your belly. "Maybe if you take it easy, I'll let you go when I'm done in here.~" "You gotta be kidding me..." you faintly hear Catherine mumble. <</append>> <<set $sceneAttack to 0>> <<set $sceneDefense to 0>> <<set $noCrush to false>><<toggleclass "#crush" "hide">> <<set $noMassage to false>><<toggleclass "#massage" "hide">> <<set $noKnead to false>><<if $oralProficiency > 4>><<toggleclass "#knead" "hide">><</if>> /* "Give Up" in god mode is actually not set up in a way where I can easily re-enable it, not that big a deal to not have available for this scene */ <<set $outfitState to "gone">> <<UpdateSidebar>> <<elseif ($turn is 4) and ($playerHorny > 0)>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <<append "#digestion">> You sigh as the warm water splashes against your chest and runs down along the stretched skin of your gut, the stress of your earlier dip in the fountain already melting away. While you lather yourself with soap to rinse away whatever filth might still be lingering from the inside of Beli's stomach, you think back on the unusual sequence of events. You aren't thrilled about the role you ended up playing... but you can't deny that being part of a "heist" like that was exciting. A //successful// heist--the two of you got away scott free, the only witness trapped in your gut and at your mercy right now. You instinctively bite your lip, starting to notice that you've been a bit more... assertive... with your hands than you really need to be while spreading the soap around. You've got privacy and nowhere you need to be right now, maybe... <</append>> <<replace "#special">> <<link "Masturbate">> <<set $day9CatherineVorny to true>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $breastSize < 10>>You start to gently tease your nipple with one hand<<else>>You cup your breast with one hand<</if>> while the other rubs at your gut with a sensual touch, making up your mind. You can't help yourself from indulging the urge at least a little. The hand on your belly slowly drifts lower, your heartbeat elevating as you shift from caressing your gut to tracing your fingers along your thigh. Muscles tense and you take a sharp breath as your fingertips reach your pussy. You gently tease one finger up toward your clit<<if $breastSize > 9>> and tighten your grip on your chest with the other hand<</if>>, stifling a laugh as your first moan is quickly displaced by a soft burp. Your breathing grows heavier as your fingers go to work between your legs, the hand on your chest drifting down to grab and knead at your swollen belly. "U-Um... are you..? Don't tell me..." Catherine stutters, her efforts slowing. You ignore her question, but she gets her answer as an unrestrained moan escapes your lips. "H-Hey, stop, this is so weird! You're not alone right now, remember? I'm still in here!" "For now...~" you reply, practically grunting as you start to work your fingers faster. You moan again, reflexively tightening your stomach muscles as a wave of pleasure washes over you. <</append>> <<set $playerHorny += 1>> <<set _pleasure += 1>> <<set $predName to "horny">> <<include "predTurnCalc">> <<replace "#actionReminder">><<PredActionReminder>><</replace>> <<replace "#relax button.macro-button">>Masturbate<</replace>> <<UpdateSidebar>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <</link>> <<link "Keep things professional">> <<append "#digestion">> You shake off the lustful urge, taking a deep breath to calm yourself down. Doing that with Catherine still actively struggling inside of you would be strange... <</append>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <</link>> <</replace>> <</if>>

<<set _roll to random(1,2)>> <<if $turn is 0>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Yeah, I can feel you shivering! Too bad you're a big jerk--don't expect sympathy from me!" Catherine shouts. She starts to thrash wildly against the tight embrace of your stomach, kicking and shoving at the walls without giving you a moment of reprieve, the surface of your belly constantly shifting and stretching on the outside. You hear a faint laugh. "Good thing I'm nice and toasty in here!" <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 1>> <<set $preyAction to "struggle">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <<elseif $turn is 2>> <<set $preyAction to "rest">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <<elseif ($turn is 5) and (_pleasure > 0)>> <<set $preyAction to "struggle">> <<set _preyActionIntensity to 2>> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<replace "#actionReminder">><<PredActionReminder>><</replace>> <<append "#digestion">> "S-Seriously, cut it out! This is gross!" Catherine shouts. She starts to frantically squirm and thrash against your stomach in protest. Her movements are harsh and erratic, clearly more panicked than strategic, yet with more power behind them than most of her resistance thus far. A groan rumbles through your stomach from the punishment, but you find yourself feeling strange bursts of tingling pleasure every time a new bulge pushes out from your strained flesh... <</append>> <<else>> <<if $preyFrustration > 0>> <<set $preyFrustration -= 1>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <<elseif $preyHealthThreshold < 2>> <<set $preyAction to "struggle">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <<elseif $preyExhaustion > 0>> <<set $preyAction to "rest">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <<elseif _pleasure > 0>> <<if _pleasure > 1>> <<set $preyAction to "brace">> <<if !_firstBrace>> <<set _firstBrace to true>> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "O-Oh gosh you... you're //getting off// on my struggling!?" Catherine says. She lets out a brief, panicked scream, bracing herself against the walls of your stomach to try and stay as still as possible. "What the heck do I do then? Oh no... how did I get here..?" <</append>> <<else>> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<else>> <<set $preyAction to "struggle">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<else>> <<if _roll is 1>> <<set $preyAction to "struggle">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <<else>> <<set $preyAction to "rest">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <</if>> <</if>> <<append "#digestion">> <</append>>

<<set _roll to random(1,2)>> <<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "relax">> <<if _pleasure > 0>> <<set _pleasure += 1>> <<set $preyVulnerable += 2>> <<set _nextWeakened -= 1>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> You can't help yourself, <<if ($preyAction is "struggle") or ($preyAction is "rage")>>her struggling only serving to amplify your pleasure<<else>>not seeing Catherine as anything but food as she sits idly in your stomach<</if>>. You grope at your chest with one hand while you keep the other buried beneath your gut to tease your folds. Every now and then, you feel your stomach muscles twitch or tighten involuntarily from the excitement, drawing out occasional grunts or whimpers from Catherine as the walls squeeze in on her. <<else>> You gasp, leaning over to brace yourself against the wall with one hand as the other works furiously between your legs, your <<if ($preyAction is "struggle") or ($preyAction is "rage")>>squirming <</if>>belly hanging beneath you. A particularly strong wave of pleasure flashes through you, drawing out a loud, eager groan from your stomach as your gut contracts around your prey. <</if>> <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "massage">> <<if _pleasure > 0>> <<set _pleasure += 1>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<set $preyVulnerable += 1>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> A long, deeply satisfied sigh escapes your lips as you start to run your hands in soothing patterns along your gut, gently teasing your fingers along the strained skin with sensual care. Already aroused as you are, you find the sensation of massaging your belly pleasurable all on its own, drawing out soft gasps and moans as you trace the contours of Catherine's body just beneath the surface... <<else>> You start to work your hands along your belly to soothe some of the ache <<if ($preyAction is "struggle") or ($preyAction is "rage")>>her struggling is kicking up<<else>>your prey has managed to cause<</if>>, leaning back against the wall with a satisfied sigh. One of your hands slides up to caress your chest instead while the other massages your stomach, groping at your distended gut and pushing in deep. An eager groan rises into the air alongside the sound of your heavy, pleasured breathing. <</if>> <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "taunt">> <<if ($preyAction is "brace") and (_pleasure > 0)>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Hey c'mon, keep squirming for me!" you say, giving your belly a little shake. <<if $breastSize < 45>>Then you escalate to a firm smack, sending a satisfying wet slapping sound echoing off the shower walls. <</if>>"All that movement felt great, you can't give up on me now!" "Sh-Shut up, pervert! I'm not gonna be part of this..!" Catherine's muffled voice shouts back. <<if $breastSize > 44>>A sly smile spreads across your lips as an idea pops into your horny mind. You slide your hands up to cup your breasts, lifting them up away from your bloated belly. "Aw, don't be like that. It's not like you're //*urp*// getting out of there, you might as well join in on the fun yourself! You can't pretend you don't find this at least a little hot...~" you say. You let go of your chest, letting your heavy tits fall back onto your gut with a satisfying wet slap, landing right on the bulge her head is making. "I mean, you felt that, right? What do you think that could have been?~" "You... c-cut it out...!" she replies, sounding even more flustered than before. You ignore her request, of course, proceeding to bounce your tits on your gut several more times, enjoying the sound and sensation of each impact.<<else>>"Aw, don't be like that. You should //*urp*// follow my lead in there, really, join in on the fun," you say with a chuckle, biting your lip. "It's not like you're ever getting out, might as well enjoy it.~"<</if>> <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "shake">> <<if $turn < 3>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> As you walk, you start to shift your weight a bit, taking heavier steps than you need to and swaying as you move to try to disrupt your prey. You gut shakes and swings along with you, building up some chaotic momentum. While it's surely disorienting for the passenger you have trapped inside, you can't keep it up for too long before starting to feel queasy yourself, not to mention the increasing difficulty of keeping your balance. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "damaged">> <<if $preyHealthThreshold is 1>> <<append "#digestion">> "Come on, get me out of here already!<<if _pleasure > 0>> This is gross and weird..!<</if>>" Catherine shouts, her voice sounding strained, or at least seriously panicked. A loud groan from your stomach briefly drowns out her complaining. "I was trying to do the right thing!" <<if _pleasure > 0>>"This is... //*mmph*//... what happens to... //*urp*// snitches...~" you grunt, still eagerly tending to your arousal.<<else>>"Well, this is what //*urp*// happens to snitches," you say, giving your belly a condescending pat. "You know how this school works by now, should have just minded your own business."<</if>> @@color:lime;$preyName is on her last legs!@@ <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<default>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</switch>> <<if ($turn < 3) and ($preyHealth < 2)>> <<set $preyHealth to 2>> <</if>>/*failsafe so that even with very high strength/oral proficiency on easy mode you can't grind her down before you've actually arrived in the shower*/

<<Time 10>>\ You grunt and lurch forward as a particularly well placed kick from Catherine sends a flash of pain through your gut, <<if $predName is "horny">>quickly snapping you out of your pleasured haze<<else>>almost losing your footing on the wet floor in the process<</if>>. Steadying yourself against the wall with one hand, you take a few deep breaths and clench your stomach muscles, trying to get your prey under control. Nausea keeps building despite your best efforts, and one more good blow sends you over the edge. A sharp pain drops you to your knees as your stomach gives up and starts to aggressively force Catherine up into your throat. You try to swallow her back down, but that only triggers another flash of pain. Your prey surges up your throat, leaving a terrible acidic taste in your mouth as her body slides out through your lips to join you in the shower. She's almost properly dressed for the occasion, her outfit reduced to little more than tattered underwear by your eager stomach. "Ha, yes! These classes are really paying off!" Catherine says, pushing herself up onto her feet. <<if $predName is "horny">>She glares down at you with her arms crossed, her face bright red. "You're a perverted freak, you know that? This might be the most humiliating thing that's ever happened to me..." "Oh come on, I bet you enjoyed it at least a little..." you groan, pausing to cough. Dull pain is still radiating through your abdomen from her escape. <<if $playerHorny > 3>>You smirk. "You know, we're already both here in the shower together... we could pick up where I left off if you want a reward for breaking out.~" Your aim is mainly to mess with her... but you'd be lying if you said a small part of you wasn't shamelessly hoping she would go along with it. "Wh--You're insane! Get away from me!" she shrieks, frantically pulling back the shower curtain. She rushes out into the bathroom, still blushing furiously.<<else>> "Or at least, I'll definitely tell people you were if you mention any of this to anyone." "You..! Ugh, fine, I never want to think about this ever again anyway..." she huffs. Your eyebrows raise a little as she looks off to the side and seems to tighten her stance for a moment. It could just be embarrassment... or a hint betraying that she //will// be thinking about this in a very specific context later... She shakes her head and yanks back the shower curtain, glancing back at you as she steps out. "Now if you'll excuse me, I need to find a shower that //doesn't// have a naked pervert in it..."<</if>><<else>>She glares down at you with her hands on her hips, cheeks flushed. <<if $reputation[0] is "glutton">>"And here I thought you were supposed to be tough! I guess those were just rumors," she says with a slight grin. "But you've<<else>>"You've<</if>> got some nerve! Eating me just for reporting a crime, dragging me into the shower... disgusting!" <<if $reputation[0] is "glutton">>"You just got lucky..." you grumble. <</if>>"Whatever... you better at least keep your mouth shut now," you say, pausing to cough. Dull pain is still radiating through your abdomen from her escape. "The girl you were going to snitch on is a sophomore, and now we //both// know who to come after for revenge if we get in trouble for this." "You..! Ugh, fine, you're the worst," she huffs. She yanks back the shower curtain and steps out. "Now if you'll excuse me, I need to find a shower that //doesn't// have a naked jerk in it..."<</if>> You sigh, slowly easing back up onto your feet as she storms off. Perhaps as some small bit of revenge, she doesn't seem to have closed any of the doors on her way out. You turn off the water and hastily dry off, hurrying to rectify the problem before someone slips into the room behind her. As your strength gradually returns, you get dressed, just throwing on something basic.<<set $outfit to "normal">><<set $outfitState to "normal">> You pull out your phone to check the time, sitting down on your bed with another sigh. There's no point in trying to get to Anatomy and Physiology at this point, it's almost halfway over already. It's probably your least important class, you'll be fine missing it every now and then. A growl from your stomach breaks you out of your train of thought, reminding you that not only did you just lose a satisfying meal, you never ate breakfast... <<set $predName to "!ERR:setPredName">><<include "playerPredFail">>[[Go get food->October 29th- Lunch]] [[Redeem your honor by hunting for new prey->October 29th- On The Hunt]]<<set $metBeli to true>>

<<Time 11>>\ <<if $ateCatherine > 2>>You take a deep breath, preparing yourself for the inevitable awkwardness of facing Emma so soon after your indulgent shower, then open the bathroom door. You freeze and your heart skips a beat--the room is empty. The blood drains from your face as the dreadful realization settles in... you heard her //leaving// a moment ago. You have no idea when she came back to the room, but at the very least she was //definitely// here during your climax, and there's not a chance she didn't hear that. You hang your head in shame as you carry on into the room, praying that she never brings this up.<<else>>You take a quick breath, preparing yourself for the inevitable awkwardness of facing Emma in your current state, then open the bathroom door. You blink. The room is empty--you must have heard her //leaving// a moment ago. You shrug, feeling a little relieved.<</if>> It takes an embarrassingly long time to get dressed thanks to the bulk of your gut. Even crouching down to go through your dresser is a struggle, to say nothing of the ordeal of trying to put on pants with a belly the size of a yoga ball hanging in the way. You're almost feeling a little nauseous from all the jostling by the time you finally get the job done, what remains of Catherine sloshing around inside with every movement. You throw on a loose t-shirt that doesn't quite cover your full belly, then drop back onto your bed with a sigh.<<set $outfit to "normal">><<set $outfitState to "normal">> You pull out your phone to pass the time, knowing that there's no point in trying to get to Anatomy and Physiology at this point--it's more than halfway over already. It's probably your least important class, you'll be fine missing it every now and then. You idly massage your gut while you relax and get comfortable, feeling it subtly shrink and grow more compact as your stomach works to break down your meal. Due to the urgency at the time, you hadn't considered until now that you're going to have to miss your Escapism lab. There's no way Catherine will be digested enough to participate by class time. You feel like you should probably make it to at least one out of three of your classes today, though, so when noon approaches you ease yourself back up onto your feet to head to Survival. [[Go to class->October 29th- Leah]]<<set $metBeli to true>>

<<set $day9LunchSunny to true>>You decide to go join Sunny, heading straight over to her table. She's wearing the same orange flannel she has most days since the weather started getting cold. To your surprise, she looks a little morose right now, staring out the window as she sips her coffee with a flat expression, rather than her usual high energy self. As soon as she sees you coming, though, she grins and flashes a finger gun at you. <<if ($sunnyFlirt > 1) and ($sunnyRel > 2)>>"Hey there hot stuff, you come here often?" you say in a joking tone as you take a seat across from her. "Ah, sorry tiger, swing and a miss on that one. I'm more of a 'hey sugar tits, got room for one more?' kinda girl," she says with a smirk.<<if ($outfit is "skimpy") or ($outfit is "light")>> "Points for the outfit though, that's a hot look!"<</if>> "Shoot, I'll keep that in mind for next time," you say, chuckling. "So how's it going? You looked a little spaced out before I came over."<<else>>"Hey hey!<<if $sunnyMax < 1>> $name, right?<</if>> What are you doing up this early?" she says. "...Sunny it's almost noon. I've been up for hours already," you say with a wry smile. "Mind if I join you?" "Ah, right, you're running on freshman time," she says with a laugh. "Go ahead, two brings us closer to a party!" "This still wouldn't be very early even on 'normal time'," you say, returning her laugh as you take a seat. "How's it going? You looked a little lost before I came over."<</if>> "Hey, just because everyone loves me and I'm the coolest person you know doesn't mean I can't chill by myself sometimes," she says with a smirk. "I'm all good, don't you worry. Just had a bit of a rough morning." "And by morning you mean like twenty minutes ago?" you tease. "Exactly!" she says with a laugh. "How 'bout you, done anything fun while I was still asleep?" <<if $day9Heist is 2>>"Oh, nothing too exciting, just... helped out a friend with something," you say with a slight smirk. You're pretty positive you can trust Sunny, but it still feels like it would be a bad idea to talk directly about the theft so soon after it happened. "Ooo, mysterious," she says, chuckling. "Keep your secrets, then."<<elseif $day9Heist is 1>>"Well, I missed my first class and spent time in two stomachs already, so off to a good start," you say with a laugh. "That bad, huh?" Sunny says. "You gotta be more careful, bud. Or more reckless, if you were trying to go for a record! Glad you're still holding out at least." "Thanks. I'll try to aim for three before noon tomorrow," you say. "That's the spirit!" Sunny replies with a grin.<<else>>"Eh, not really, just had class. A&P," you say. "Oof, bummer. Well, actually, this is the time of year Bora hands out candy, right? That woman's got more of a sweet tooth than most children," Sunny says. "Free snacks and a fun teacher kinda makes up for the class being ass." "Yeah, still pretty boring though," you reply.<</if>> There's a small pause in the conversation, Sunny sipping her coffee while you start to pick at your food. \<<set $counter to 0>> \ \<<linkreplace "Talk about Halloween ">><<set $counter += 1>>\ <<append "#text">><<set $halloweenKnowBooze to true>> "Are you excited for Halloween?" you ask. "I hear the school is throwing a big party." "Hell yeah I am! Don't think I've ever had a bad Halloween night, it's a great excuse to fuck around and have fun," she replies with a grin. "Already got my costume ready, and the stuff to kickstart the real fun.~" "The real fun?" you say, cocking your head. "Yeah, school usually does some good work on the party, but they obviously aren't gonna hand out alcohol when half the students aren't even legally old enough yet," she says. "But what's a college party without booze? You didn't hear this from me, but a few of us have plans all ready to fix that little problem." You stare at her and furrow your brow. She seems confused for a moment, then nods and waves one of her hands dismissively. "Okay yep, yeah, I see how I made it sound like we were gonna spike people's drinks, my bad," she says, laughing. "Not like that, there's gonna be a secret back corner serving alcohol hidden at the party." "Ah, gotcha. That's a bit more reasonable," you say with a slight sigh of relief. "Even without that, if the //party master// is saying a school event will be good, I'm definitely excited! They put way more effort than I would have thought into the decorations too, guess it's a big holiday around here." "Yeah the gravestones are... a bit much honestly..." she says, glancing off to the side for a moment... or at least you're pretty sure she did, it's hard to tell with the sunglasses. "But they definitely go all out on any opportunity for festivity. They take pretty much every holiday this seriously, just you wait till the end of semester Christmas party!" <</append>><<if $counter is 2>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><<replace "#choices">><</replace>><</if>><</linkreplace>>\ \<<linkreplace "Ask about her 'rough morning' ">><<set $counter += 1>>\ <<append "#text">> "So, rough morning... you wanna talk about it?" you ask, giving her a polite smile. <<if $sunnyRel < 3>>"Nope! Thanks for checking," she says with a laugh. "It's really nothing to worry about, just a little hungover after drinking with a friend last night." You nod, dropping the subject. If there is anything more to it than that, she clearly doesn't want to share.<<else>><<set $sunnyInfo3 to 1>>"Not really," she says with a sigh. "I mean, part of it is that I was a little hungover, but..." She trails off and seems to be appraising you. Right when you're about to say something, assuming she didn't have anything else to share on the subject, she gives a little nod and continues. "I woke up to a text from my sister, put me in a grumpy mood," she says with a shrug. "Oh... bad news?" "The bad news is that she apparently has my number," she says flatly. "I don't know where you're at, but when I left the nest, I kept flying without ever looking back. Other than the sweet nickname I got out of that last name, I've got no interest in the Davis family." "Ah. I'm... sorry to hear that," you say, offering a sympathetic smile. "//*Pfft*// Don't be! Relatives are just a bunch of chumps you get randomly assigned to when you're born, people put way too much stock in that meaning something," she says, shaking her head. "Friends are the only relationships that really matter. The family you //choose//, y'know?" You give her a thoughtful nod. "I can see that, friendships are definitely important. I'm honored to be chosen, then," you say with a warm smile. "Don't let it go to your head," Sunny says with a chuckle. "No promises," you reply. As much as your curiosity has been piqued, she was clearly reluctant to even mention her sister in the first place, so you decide not to pry for now.<</if>> <</append>><<if $counter is 2>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><<replace "#choices">><</replace>><</if>><</linkreplace>>\ \<<linkreplace "Compliment her flannel ">><<set $counter += 1>>\ <<append "#text">><<set $sunnyFlirt += 1>> <<if $sunnyFlirt > 2>>"I love your flannel, by the way," you say, lowering your eyes a little. "It looks great on you, draws your eyes to just the right places.~" "Sounds like you're more interested in what's //under// the flannel. Not that I blame you," she says, grinning back. "Don't worry, I couldn't button it up if I tried." "Makes sense, I can see two big problems that might get in the way," you say with a chuckle.<<else>>"That flannel is really cute, by the way!" you say. "It looks great on you." "Thanks, it has pockets!" she says with a grin, enthusiastically lifting up from her seat to demonstrate. "Can't even make it through the fall before needing another jacket outdoors though, 'cause I can't button this thing up." "Oh, that's..." you trail off, noticing that she's leaning forward and subtly nudging her breasts together with her arms. After shamelessly staring at her deep cleavage for a moment, you shake your head and continue your train of thought. "I can see where you might run into a problem."<</if>> "Yeah, if I closed it up and even just //nudged// my arms back a little," she says with a sly smile, moving her arms accordingly and pushing her chest out for a moment, "you'd get beaned right between the eyes." <<if $sunnyFlirt > 1>>"I wouldn't complain. I think that'd be a fair price to pay to watch the show~" you say, smirking. "Oh yeah?" she says. She tilts her head down a little so that you can see her wink behind her sunglasses. "Maybe I'll use you for target practice sometime then, tiger.~"<<else>>"I think it looks better open anyways~" you say, smirking. "Of course you do," Sunny chuckles.<</if>> <</append>><<if $counter is 2>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><<replace "#choices">><</replace>><</if>><</linkreplace>><<if $day8Maeve > 0>>\ \<<linkreplace "Talk about your encounter with Maeve yesterday">><<set $counter += 1>>\ <<append "#text">> "Did you hear about what happened with Maeve yesterday?" you ask<<if ($sunnyInfo1 < 2) and ($sunnyInquiry1 > 0)>>, perking up a little as you realize you have a natural way to try and probe for information about their connection<</if>>. "<<if $day8Maeve > 1>>I, uh, saw the end of it..." you say, trailing off for a moment as you think back on the situation. Probably better not to mention how you //also// saw the insides of Matilda's bowels after getting a little overconfident by the end of the encounter. "It was pretty crazy!<<else>>I saw the end of it when I was passing through the courtyard, it was crazy!<</if>> I guess some girl named Riley and a couple juniors tried to take her down, and then she and Matilda completely stomped them. Folded Riley in half and ate her while she already had one of the juniors in her gut..." "She tried to take a swing at her while Matty was still right there? Yeah, that sounds like Riley honestly," Sunny says with a slight laugh. She takes a sip of her coffee. "Great style, dumb as hell." "'Matty'?" you say, cocking your head. "Yeah, Matilda... you know I'm all about nicknames," she replies with a shrug. You noticed the faintest wince flash across her face when you asked the question. <<if $sunnyInfo1 < 2>><<set $sunnyInfo1 to 2>>She sees the curious look you're giving her and sighs. "Fiiine... I'm surprised you haven't heard this through the grapevine by now anyways. I used to hang with Maeve, alright? Like right there next to big red--Matty, Matilda, whatever--level hang." "Woah, really? I thought you hated her though... what happened?" you ask. "Something went down bad enough that we don't talk anymore--her fault. That's all you need to know," she says firmly. <<if $sunnyInquiry1 > 0>> "Ah... so is that why you've acted weird around Sam in the past..?" you ask, a nervous edge to your tone. You can tell you're striking a nerve here, but it feels like the best chance you've gotten to press the issue. "More or less..." she says with a sigh. "Probably not fair to rope her in, but I don't like her either now and that's just how it is. I'm not gonna eat her or anything if that's what you're worried about." She's visibly frustrated at this point. <</if>><</if>>"Now can we talk about something else, please?" <</append>><<if $counter is 2>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><<replace "#choices">><</replace>><</if>><</linkreplace>><</if>>\ \ \ The two of you keep chatting for a while, enjoying each other's company while you work through your lunches. Or rather, breakfast, for Sunny. Right around when you would have needed to start getting to class anyways, Sunny stands up and stretches her arms. "Well, probably about time I head out," she says. <<if $sunnyRel > 2>>She pauses for a moment and seems to look you over, then smiles. "Hey, you free tomorrow afternoon? Like twelve-thirty?" "Uh, yeah I think so. What's up?" "Great! You wanna come be my partner for belly yoga then?" "...belly yoga?" you say, raising an eyebrow. "It's exactly what it sounds like," she replies, chuckling. "Yoga, but with a big belly on account of your partner being in your stomach! With the gas turned off, of course. One of the teachers and my buddy Cynth run a session every week. I know it sounds weird as hell, but it feels great--on //both// ends. I'd ask Emma, but there's no way she'd ever go for something like that." "Well, glad to know I'm the backup friend," you say with a mock pout. "Hey, don't worry, you're working your way up the rankings!" she says with a laugh. "So, you in or not?<<if $sunnyFlirt > 2>> I know you've been dying to get inside me again.~<</if>>" \ <<link "Sure, why not">><<replace "#yoga">><<set $day10SunnyYoga to true>><<if $sunnyFlirt > 2>>"Well when you put it that way, how could I resist?" you say, smirking. "You can count me in."<<else>>"Sure, I'll give it a try!" you reply. "Sounds interesting, if nothing else."<</if>> "Sweet! See ya tomorrow then," she says, snapping her fingers into a point. "Twelve-thirty at the gym, dress for a weird workout." "Got it, see ya then!" You get up and clear your space at the table as she walks off, then start to head for your next class. [[Head to class->October 29th- Leah]]<</replace>><</link>> <<link "No thanks">><<replace "#yoga">>"No thanks, I think I'll pass," you say. "Doesn't sound like something that's really my speed." "Fine, be lame if you want, I guess," she says with an exaggerated sigh. Then she laughs and flashes finger guns at you. "Catch ya later, tell Em I said hi!" "Will do, see ya!" You get up and clear your space at the table as she walks off, then start to head for your next class. [[Head to class->October 29th- Leah]]<</replace>><</link>>\ <<else>>She smiles and snaps her fingers, flashing finger guns at you. "Catch ya later, <<if $sunnyFlirt > 1>>tiger<<else>>$name<</if>>, always fun chatting. Tell Em I said hi!" "Will do! See ya!" you say.<<if $sunnyRel < 2>> <<Sunny 1>><</if>> You get up and clear your space at the table as she walks off, then start to head for your next class. [[Head to class->October 29th- Leah]]<</if>>

<<Time 12>>\ <<if ($leahRel < 1) and ($fullness < 2)>>\ <<if $day9Hunt is "second">>You decide that you'll probably have the most success on the second floor, so you make your way to to the nearest stairwell to head upstairs. The second floor generally gets less traffic, but that means you should be less likely to run into someone //else// out looking for a meal, and there should still be some people coming and going from class at this hour. You prowl around the halls for a while, doing your best not to look too suspicious. You're aren't met by much luck for a while, until you turn the corner and brush past a familiar face: Leah. She walks past without a word. A smile spreads across your lips--a chubby, reclusive nerd should make for an easy, yet satisfying meal. Barely a second after the thought crosses your mind, however... something slams into your back.<<else>>You get up and head upstairs, making your way through the halls to room K230 for Survival. After crossing the bridge and turning the corner out of the hall of freshman dorms, you cross paths with a familiar face--Leah. She brushes right by you without a word... and before the thought can cross your mind to say anything yourself, something slams into your back.<</if>> \ <<link "Hey..!">> <<set _checkType to "prey">> <<set _baseline to 14>> <<set _modifier to 3>> <<include "voreCheck">> <<if _swallow>> <<goto [[Eaten By Leah]]>> <<else>> <<set $stamina -= 5>> <<replace "#leah">>\ "Hey..!" you shout as you're shoved to the ground. She already has a firm grip on your shins by the time you get your bearings, pulling your feet towards her mouth. "Get off of me!" You glare back at her, trying to shake your legs free. There's a wild look in her eyes as she stares back at you, half panicked, half<<if ($buttSize > 39) or ($breastSize > 59)>>... lustful<<else>> excited<</if>>. With a grunt, you change your approach, abruptly throwing all of your weight into flipping yourself around onto your back. You feel a small flash of pain in your hips as her grip on your legs prevents them from properly turning with the rest of you, but luckily the maneuver catches her off guard enough to gain you some leverage. You tug your legs out of her weakened grip and scramble back up onto your feet. @@color:yellowgreen;You managed to escape.@@ "Thought I would go down easy, huh? Let's see how--hey, get back here!" you snap at her. She didn't waste a second trying to regain her hold or test her luck, instead taking off down the hall as soon as you broke away from her. You briefly give chase, but she's surprisingly fast for someone so clearly out of shape. <<if $day9Hunt is "second">>Though you try your best to close the gap, rather desperate for a meal at this point, she's able to slip away before you can catch up.<<else>>Rather than bother trying to close the gap from the minor headstart she had, you give up, grumbling as you carry on your way to class.<</if>> You make a mental note to be more careful around Leah in the future--apparently she's a bigger threat than she seems.<<if $leahRel > -1>> <<Leah -1>><</if>> <<if $day9Hunt is "second">>After that close call, you decide to give it a rest for now, trudging back downstairs to your dorm with a disappointingly empty belly. <<toggleclass "#hunt" "hide">><<else>>[[Continue on to Survival->October 29th- Survival]]<</if>>\ <</replace>> <</if>> <</link>> \ <<else>>\ <<if $fullness > 1>>You head out into the hall and slowly make your way upstairs, your heavy gut bouncing around and filling the air with all sorts of wet noises as you struggle your way up the stairs. When you turn the corner to start heading for the classroom, you almost bump right into <<elseif $day9Hunt is "second">>You decide that you'll probably have the most success on the second floor, so you make your way to to the nearest stairwell to head upstairs. The second floor generally gets less traffic, but that means you should be less likely to run into someone //else// out looking for a meal, and there should still be some people coming and going from class at this hour. You prowl around the halls for a while, doing your best not to look too suspicious. You're aren't met by much luck for a while, until you turn the corner and cross paths with <<else>>You get up and head upstairs, making your way through the halls to Room K230 for Survival. After crossing the bridge and turning the corner out of the hall of freshman dorms, you cross paths with <</if>><<if $leahRel > 1>>a familiar face. "Hey Leah!" you say, slowing your pace and offering her a wave. "How's it going?" "O-Oh, hey $name! I'm<<if $fullness > 1>>... I'm<</if>> fine, just on my way to lunch," she says, seeming almost startled at first. <<if $fullness > 1>>Her eyes are immediately drawn to your gut, staring in awkward silence for a few moments before catching herself and nervously shaking her head.<<else>>She smiles and relaxes a little once she realizes it's you.<<if $buttSize > 39>>.. though you catch her gaze drifting down to your ass for a moment before she realizes she's getting //too// relaxed.<<elseif $breastSize > 59>>.. though you catch her gaze drifting down to your chest for a moment before she realizes she's getting //too// relaxed.<<elseif $outfit is "skimpy">>.. though you catch her gaze drifting down to your exposed midriff for a moment before she realizes she's getting //too// relaxed.<</if>><</if>> "Um, what about you?" <<if $fullness > 1>>"I'm doing pretty great, as you can see," you say, chuckling and patting your bloated belly. "I'm on my way to Survival." "Y-Yeah, it does look like you had a, uh, good morning..!" Leah says with a nervous laugh. <<else>><<if $day9Hunt is "second">>I'm doing alright! Trying to catch myself a big lunch, but I'm not really having much luck<<else>>Doing good, I'm headed to Survival<</if>>," you say. <</if>><<if $fullness < 2>> <</if>><<link "Just carry on your way to class">><<replace "#leah">>"I won't hold you up, wouldn't want to get between a girl and her food. See you around!" "<<if $day9Hunt is "second">>Y-Yeah, same here...<<else>>Yeah,<</if>> see you later!" she says. You carry on your separate ways. <<if $day9Hunt is "second">>You hold out hope for a little longer, but it becomes clear that you aren't going to find any suitable prey right now. With a disappointingly empty belly, you make your way back downstairs to your dorm. <<toggleclass "#hunt" "hide">><<else>>[[Continue on to Survival->October 29th- Survival]]<</if>><</replace>><</link>> <<link "Flirt with her">><<replace "#leah">><<if ($fullness > 1) and ($leahInfo4 > 0)>>You smirk, lowering your eyelids a little. "See something you like?" you ask, shifting your stance a little to emphasize your gut. "S-Sorry, I didn't mean to sta--" "You wanna touch it?" you say, taking a step closer without waiting for a response. Your belly comes just shy of grazing the front of her hoodie. "I wouldn't mind.~" "OH, um, I... uh..." she mumbles, blushing furiously as she glances between your face and your gut. A faint blush creeps onto your own cheeks as you feel one of her hands press against your belly before she seems to have consciously made a choice. "...really soft already..." "Oh yeah, she's long gone. Not much of a fighter unfortunately, but she still made for a pretty great meal," you say. You shift a little closer again, almost pinning her against the wall as she gently explores your belly with both hands, mesmerized. You swallow down a burp before talking again. "I think I can feel her going to my <<if $weightBias < 26>>tits<<else>>ass<</if>> already...~ Hey, could you push a bit harder with your right hand for a second?" "Oh, um, l-like this..?" she says, her voice weak. Her hand sinks into your soft belly and sends a subtle rumbling sensation through your stomach, then... "//*OUUURrrrp..!*// Perfect, thanks...~" you say. You leaned forward a little as the gas rushed up your throat, leaving you just shy of belching directly into her face. It was a bit of a gamble to assume she'd be into that, in all honesty, but her face somehow seeming to turn an even brighter shade of red tells you it paid off. "That felt great." "I-I, um, I should really get to lunch..!" Leah whimpers. One of her hands is still grabbing at your belly despite her apparent urgency. "Right, sorry, don't let me //*urp*// keep you!" you say, finally stepping back to a more casual distance. "See you later! We should do this again some time.~" "Yes... UM, I mean, bye..!" she says, scurrying off down the hall. You smile as you watch her disappear around the corner, then carry on your way toward class, feeling a little flustered yourself after that.\ <<else>>\ You smirk, lowering your eyelids a little. "You really are ready for lunch, huh? I think you're drooling a little." "H-Huh!? Oh gosh I'm so sorry, I, um..." she says, frantically covering her mouth as her face flushes red. "I mean, yeah, just really hungry..!" "Haha, I'm only kidding, relax!" you assure her. "You're just cute when you're flustered.<<if ($buttSize > 39) or ($breastSize > 59) or ($outfit is "skimpy") or ($fullness > 1)>> And you can stare as much as you like you know, I don't mind.~<<else>>~ Besides, I'd be more flattered than anything if you were looking at me like that, don't you worry.<</if>>" "Oh, um... thanks..? I, uh..." she stammers, only getting more flustered. She shrinks down into her hoodie and starts to walk off. "Sorry $name I really gotta go, um, talk to you later..!" "Looking forward to it!" you call after her. With a smile on your face, you carry on your way<<if $day9Hunt != "second">> toward class<</if>>.<</if>><<set $leahRomancePlayerInit += 1>> <<if $day9Hunt is "second">>You hold out hope for a little longer, but it becomes clear that you aren't going to find any suitable prey right now. With a disappointingly empty belly, you make your way back downstairs to your dorm. <<toggleclass "#hunt" "hide">><<else>>[[Continue on to Survival->October 29th- Survival]]<</if>><</replace>><</link>><<if ($leahRel > 2) and ($leahInquiry2 > 0)>> <<link "Bring up her Halloween costume">><<replace "#leah">><<set $leahInquiry2 to 2>>"How's your Halloween costume coming? Well, I know you said you'd stopped working on it, but I was kinda hoping you gave it another shot after our conversation yesterday." "Oh, um, no, I haven't done anything more..." she says, shifting in place. "I mean, it's mostly done already, I just, uh..." "I'd love to see it then! Are you free at all today?" you reply with a warm smile. "S-Sure! Yeah, I can... show you..." she says, looking almost a little scared. "You could stop by my dorm before dinner maybe? Like, um, four..?" "That should be perfect!" you say. "I'll be looking forward to it, see you then!" <<if !$leahDorm>>After getting her room number, you<<set $leahDorm to true>><<else>>With your plan set, you<</if>> both carry on your respective ways.<<if $day9Hunt is "second">> You hold out hope for a little longer as you return to your hunt, but it becomes clear that you aren't going to find any suitable prey right now. With a disappointingly empty belly, you make your way back downstairs to your dorm. <<toggleclass "#hunt" "hide">><<else>> [[Continue on to Survival->October 29th- Survival]]<</if>><</replace>><</link>><</if>>\ <<else>>a somewhat familiar face--Leah from lab yesterday. She glances at you for a moment, <<if $fullness > 1>>clearly looking at your gut <<elseif $buttSize > 39>>clearly looking at your ass, <<elseif $breastSize > 59>>clearly looking at your chest, <<elseif $outfit is "skimpy">>seemingly looking at your exposed midriff, <</if>>then quickly looks away, keeping her hands buried in her hoodie and her head lowered.<<if $day9Hunt is "second">> You slow down and steal a glance at her. She seems nice enough... but this is also the best opportunity you've come across to snag yourself a meal...<</if>> \ <<link "Just carry on your way">><<replace "#leah">><<if $day9Hunt is "second">>You shake off the thought, leaving her be as you carry on your way down the hall.<<if $day8IntroLabFailed>> You //did// fail to keep her down in lab yesterday, after all, it probably wouldn't be worth the risk.<</if>> Unfortunately, it quickly becomes clear that you aren't going to get any other opportunities right now, so with a disappointingly empty belly, you make your way back downstairs to your dorm. <<toggleclass "#hunt" "hide">><<else>>She clearly doesn't want to be bothered, so you just carry on your way to class. [[Continue on to Survival->October 29th- Survival]]<</if>><</replace>><</link>> <<link "Flirt with her">><<replace "#leah">>"Hey, I really like your sweatshirt!" you say, smiling and giving her a small wave.<<if $day9Hunt is "second">> Rather than make a meal out of her, you'd like to try getting closer in another way.<</if>> You step closer to her without quite blocking her path. "Leah, right?" "Um, y-yeah, hi," she says. She comes to a stop, but stays hunched over like she's hiding in her hoodie. "Thanks." "Of course, it looks super cute on you!" you say. You smirk as you notice a faint blush creep onto her cheeks. "I don't recognize the logo though, what's it from?" "Oh, um, if you don't know it's probably not that, uh..." she mumbles. A //very// audible growl from her stomach cuts her off. Her eyes widen and the red in her cheeks starts to spread to her entire face. "I-I need to get to lunch, sorry..!" "No problem, you'll have to tell me more about it some other time!" you call out as she hurries away. "Let's chat again soon!"<<set $leahRomancePlayerInit += 1>><<if $leahRel < 2>> <<Leah 1>><</if>> With a sigh, you continue on your way<<if $day9Hunt != "second">> to class. [[Continue on to Survival->October 29th- Survival]]<<else>>. You hold out hope for a little longer, but it becomes clear that you aren't going to find any other opportunities right now. With a disappointingly empty belly, you make your way back downstairs to your dorm. <<toggleclass "#hunt" "hide">><</if>><</replace>><</link>> <<if $day9Hunt is "second">>\ <<link "Try to eat her">> <<set _checkType to "prey">> <<set _baseline to 14>> <<set _modifier to 3>> <<include "voreCheck">> <<if _swallow>> <<goto [[Eaten By Leah]]>> <<else>> <<set $stamina -= 5>> <<replace "#leah">>\ <<if ($buttSize > 39) or ($breastSize > 59)>>"What are you looking at, perv?" you say, deliberately stepping in front of her to block her path. You lick your lips. "You think I can't see you ogling? I know how you can help me make <<if $buttSize > 39>>it<<else>>them<</if>> bigger, if you're really that interested.~" "Wh-What? No, sorry, I was just--" "Oh c'mon, a girl your size? You'll do a great job padding out--//Hey!//"<<else>>You quickly step in front of her to block her path, grinning. "Hey there nerd. <<if $day8IntroLabFailed>>I think you and I have some unfinished business after lab yesterday..." "H-Huh? I, um... just leave me alone please..." she replies, trying to brush past you.<<else>>You're that wimpy prey from lab yesterday, aren't you? It almost seemed like you //liked// being in my stomach with how little of a fight you put up. I'd be happy to give you a little more time together.~" "N-No, I don't... um... just leave me alone please," she replies, trying to brush past you.<</if>> "Where do you think--//Hey!//"<</if>> You reach out an arm to restrain her... only for her to immediately grab it and shove your hand into her mouth. She swallows, giving you a wide-eyed look as you're pulled closer, like she's not entirely certain of what she's doing herself. Luckily, you're thinking a lot more clearly than she is and act quickly to pull yourself free, shoving her away with your free hand while you yank the other out of her throat. @@color:yellowgreen;You managed to escape.@@ "Oh you're definitely asking for it now you little... get back here!" you snap at her. However, smart enough to realize that was her only chance at flipping the tables, she scurries away pretty much the instant you free your hand. You give chase, but she's surprisingly fast for someone so clearly out of shape. Though you try your best to close the gap, rather desperate for a meal at this point, she's able to slip away before you can catch up. You make a mental note to be more careful around Leah in the future--apparently she's less of a pushover than she seems.<<if $leahRel > -2>> <<if $leahRel is -1>><<Leah -1>><<else>><<Leah -2>><</if>><</if>> After that close call, you decide to give it a rest for now, trudging back downstairs to your dorm with a disappointingly empty belly. <<toggleclass "#hunt" "hide">>\ <</replace>> <</if>> <</link>>\ <<else>>\ <<link "Societal convention demands I bully the lone nerd">> <<set $karma -= 1>> <<if $fullness > 1>> <<replace "#leah">><<set $leahVBully += 1>><<set $leahInfo4 to 1>>/*I don't think you can know she's into vore already on this route. someone will correct me if I'm wrong*/\ "What are you looking at?" you say, deliberately stepping in front of her to block her path. You nudge her with your gut. "Got a problem with this? It's rude to stare you know." "N-No, sorry, I didn't mean to... I wasn't..." she stammers. "Hey, it's fine. You can make it up to me," you sneer. You step forward and shove her back against the wall with your belly. "I could //*urp*// use a good belly rub. Or we can find out if I have room for seconds yet, if you'd prefer~" you add, pushing harder for a moment. Her only response is a whimper, looking... very //flustered// as she glances between your face and your gut pressed against her. Without a word, she starts to run her hands along it. Her efforts are gentle at first, somewhat reluctant, but before long she's grabbing and kneading at it like it was a toy for her to play with. You let out a satisfied sigh--you were just trying to mess with her, but the massage actually feels pretty nice. Then you freeze, glancing down with a furrowed brow. She just //kissed// your belly. "//*Pfft*// What the fuck? I didn't even tell you to do that, pervert!" you say with a laugh. Her eyes widen as she seems to realize what she did herself... and recognizes the knowing glint that flashes in your eye. "Oh my god, you're //into// this, aren't you? Here I almost thought I was being mean, but this is a dream come true, huh? You were just //wishing// a hot pred like me would pin you against the wall when you were ogling my gut earlier." "Th-That's not... I don't..." she whimpers, confirming your suspicions with a guilty look off to the side. "C-Can I go please..?" "After you do it again," you say with a smirk. "Huh?" "Give it another kiss. Then I'll let you go," you say. You lean forward, pressing your gut more firmly against her. "C'mon, I know you want to." She looks like she's going to melt, but there's only a moment of hesitation before she leans her head forward to plant a kiss on the top of your belly. You clench your stomach muscles right as she does, pushing out a rumbling belch while her head is so close. When you finally step back, you're almost afraid she's going to fall over at first. "Thanks for the massage, Leah, I'll //*urp*// see you around," you say, a somewhat menacing edge to your words. "Don't think I'll forget this anytime soon.~" She scurries off without a word. You carry on your way to class with a smug grin on your face... and maybe a faint blush on your cheeks. <<Leah -2>>@@color:red;.. probably.@@ [[Continue on to Survival->October 29th- Survival]]\ <</replace>> <<else>> <<set _checkType to "prey">> <<set _baseline to 14>> <<set _modifier to 3>> <<include "voreCheck">> <<if _swallow>> <<goto [[Eaten By Leah]]>> <<else>> <<set $stamina -= 5>> <<replace "#leah">>\ "What are you looking at<<if ($buttSize > 39) or ($breastSize > 59)>>, perv<</if>>?" you say, deliberately stepping in front of her to block her path. "<<if ($buttSize > 39) or ($breastSize > 59)>>You think I can't see you ogling?<<else>>Got something to say?<</if>>" "Wh-What? No, sorry, I was just--" <<if $day8IntroLabFailed>>"Ah, think you're hot shit after lab yesterday, huh?" you sneer. "You really think a little wimp like you stands a chance against my stomach in a real fight? I'd be happy to give you a chance to find out.~" "That's not what I... j-just leave me alone please," she replies, trying to brush past you.<<else>>"Oh hey, you're that wimpy little prey from lab yesterday, aren't you? You barely even put up a fight," you sneer. "Maybe you actually liked being in there, huh? I could finish the job right now if you wanted.~" "N-No, I don't... um... just leave me alone please," she replies, trying to brush past you.<</if>> "Hey, c'mon, don't be--//Hey!//" You push your luck by reaching an arm out to block her path... only for her to immediately grab it and shove your hand in her mouth. She swallows, giving you a wide-eyed look as you're pulled closer, like she's not entirely certain of what she's doing herself. Luckily, you're thinking a lot more clearly than she is and act quickly to pull yourself free, shoving her away with your free hand while you yank the other out of her throat. @@color:yellowgreen;You managed to escape.@@ "Oh you're just asking for it now you little... get back here!" you snap at her. However, smart enough to realize her mistake, she scurries away pretty much the instant you free your hand. You briefly give chase, but she's surprisingly fast for someone so clearly out of shape. Rather than bother trying to close the gap from the minor headstart she had, you give up, grumbling as you carry on your way to class. <<Leah -2>> [[Continue on to Survival->October 29th- Survival]]\ <</replace>> <</if>> <</if>> <</link>>\ <</if>>\ <</if>><</if>>\ A growl from your stomach quickly emphasizes that disappointment before you've so much as sat down. <<if $day9Heist > 0>>Especially considering you missed breakfast, you<<else>>You<</if>> decide to settle for a normal lunch and step right back out of your room to head over to the dining hall. <<if $samRel > 2>>As you step into the hall, you're met by Sam turning the corner toward the dorms, probably on her way back from the class you just skipped. "Oh hey $name! <<if $reputation[0] is "glutton">>Thought maybe you finally bit off more than you could chew<<else>>Was afraid you might have run into trouble<</if>> when you weren't in class," she says, a casual smirk on her lips. "What are you up to?" "Hey! I'm fine, don't worry. I was trying to catch myself a proper meal, but struck out," you say with a shrug. "I'm headed to the dining hall to grab something quick instead if you wanna join me!" "//*Pfft*// Really? <<if $reputation[0] is "glutton">>And here I thought you were supposed to be good<<else>>You must be doing something wrong, finding prey around here is easy<</if>>," she says, chuckling. "I've got a counteroffer--how about you join //me// and I'll show you how a real pred does it." \ [[Go back on the hunt with her->October 29th- Hunt With Sam]] <<link "Decline">><<replace "#sam">>"Sorry, but I think I'm ready to accept defeat for now. I've got another class coming up soon and I probably shouldn't miss <<if $day9Heist > 0>>all of them<<else>>two<</if>> in one day on a maybe," you reply. You smirk. "Unless you're actually asking because you //need// someone to back you up." "Ha! Not a chance, I work better alone anyways," she says with a grin, though there's a hint of disappointment in her tone. "See ya later then, enjoy your boring, tiny meal." "See ya, good luck finding something better!" you say as she starts to walk off. You continue on your way, heading over to the dining hall. It's pretty busy at this hour, but your meal is rather uneventful. You quickly scarf down a plate of ordinary food, then, since you're unfortunately lacking an excuse not to, you get up to head to Escapism after all. <<if $minaEnd is "alive">>[[Head to Escapism->October 29th- Between Classes]]<<else>>[[Head to Escapism->October 29th- Escapism]]<</if>><</replace>><</link>><<else>>It's pretty busy at this hour, but your meal is rather uneventful. You quickly scarf down a plate of ordinary food, then, since you're unfortunately lacking an excuse not to, you get up to head to Escapism after all. <<if $minaEnd is "alive">>[[Head to Escapism->October 29th- Between Classes]]<<else>>[[Head to Escapism->October 29th- Escapism]]<</if>><</if>>\

<<Time 13.75>>\ <<if $day9Hunt != "none">>\ "Alright, you're on!" you say. You smirk and make an exaggerated gesture down the hall. "Lead the way, miss expert huntress." "Finally, someone shows some proper respect," she says, chuckling. "Try to keep up!" You laugh and roll your eyes, following her lead as she continues down the hall toward the stairwell. <<if $minaEnd is "alive">>You head upstairs, but don't make it far before overhearing a worrying conversation from just around the corner.<<else>>Rather than heading upstairs, she moves to the right of the stairs, coming to a stop where she'll be out of sight of anyone coming down. You join her in leaning against the nearby wall to keep watch. "We'll post up here for a little bit, no one ever thinks to check over here when they go downstairs," she says. "Can't stay too long if we don't get lucky quick though. Y'know, since everyone coming from the //hall// can see us just suspiciously standing here." "Just a basic ambush, then? Here I thought I would be learning how a //pro// does it," you say, shooting her a teasing look. "Oh whatever," Sam says. She chuckles and lightly hits your arm. "Too many people recognize me at this point, taking prey by surprise is the only thing that reliably works anymore." "Ah, suffering from success," you say. "It's okay, this is pretty much all I ever do when I'm actively searching for a meal anyways. This is a great spot too!" "Well you said it yourself, I'm an expert." The two of you stay camped out under the stairs for a while, quietly chatting and occasionally pretending to get distracted by your phones to avoid looking //too// inconspicuous to those approaching from the hall. Unfortunately, your timing doesn't seem to be great--far more people are headed upstairs than down at this hour. The only time you see someone take the stairs down, it's a fairly large group all together that must have just gotten out of a class. You and Sam aren't desperate enough--or interested enough in anyone you see--to take the risk of picking a few off. You only stick around for twenty minutes or so before Sam decides this location is a bust and leads you upstairs to search more actively. "And you were so smug about //me// striking out..." you say. "Yeah, yeah, just wait," Sam says, shaking her head. "We've barely even started! There should be some opportunities up here with classes still going on." Your eyes perk up as the two of you round the corner and you spot<<if $day9Hunt is "first">>... the //exact same girl// you narrowly missed hunting alone earlier. There's no mistaking a figure like that. Sam had her attention on you thanks to your comment, this could be your chance to redeem yourself...<<else>> someone so enticing up ahead that you almost have to stop yourself from drooling. A girl with an hourglass figure in thigh highs and a short pencil skirt, <<if $breastSize < 35>>with a bust that puts yours to shame<<elseif $breastSize > 59>>with a bust that rivals your own<<else>>with a bust so big you're impressed she's standing upright<</if>>. There's an alluring sway in her step as she turns the corner out of sight down the central hallway. Sam had her attention on you thanks to your comment, she doesn't seem to have noticed...<</if>><</if>>\ <<else>>\ <<if $fullness > 1>>"Well, I guess if you really need the help I can lend a hand," you say with a smirk. You pat your bloated belly. "I'm clearly the expert here." "Ha! You wish you were on my level," Sam replies, chuckling. "Try not to let that slow you down too much."<<else>>"You know, that //does// sound better than lab! I'm in," you say with a grin. "Perfect! Come on, let's get to it, I'm starving."<</if>> The two of you walk out into the hall together, breaking away from the rest of your classmates to head in the other direction. <<if $minaEnd is "alive">>You don't make it very far, however, before overhearing a worrying conversation from just around the corner...<<else>>You slowly circle around the block of upstairs halls, quietly chatting with each other as you keep your eyes peeled for potential prey. At first, you're not having much luck<<if $fullness > 1>>--the occasional gastric sounds echoing off the walls from what's left of $lastPrey still sloshing around inside of you likely not helping--<<else>>, <</if>>but as you're passing by the hallway that leads back towards the dorms you catch a glimpse of //very// promising prey. A lone girl with an hourglass figure in thigh highs and a short pencil skirt, <<if $breastSize < 35>>with a bust that puts yours to shame<<elseif $breastSize > 59>>with a bust that rivals your own<<else>>with a bust so big you're impressed she's standing upright<</if>>. There's an alluring sway in her step as she turns a corner out of sight. Sam doesn't seem to have noticed her...<<if ($fullness + 5) > $maxFullCap>> though a groan from your stomach reminds you that you don't exactly have the room to claim her for yourself at the moment regardless.<<elseif $fullness > 0>> and $lastPrey has probably digested enough to squeeze in someone else on top of her by now...<</if>><</if>>\ <</if>> <<if $minaEnd != "alive">>\ <<if ($fullness + 5) <= $maxFullCap>>[[Take the lead and try to eat her yourself->Hunt With Sam- Eat Tiffany]] <</if>>[[Tell Sam and help her catch the girl->Hunt With Sam- Sam Eats Tiffany]]\ <<else>><<set $minaSaved += 1>>\ "You know, I was //just// thinking about how I could use a quick snack to make it through the afternoon," an unfamiliar voice says. "You're perfect, a little thing like you will be gone by dinner.~" "Please let go of me," another voice replies. This one's very familiar--it's Mina. "For real? That's all you've got?" the other girl says with a laugh. "You must have only lasted this long because no one could see you down there..." You and Sam exchange a look, then nod at each other--it looks like you just found your prey. The two of you hurry around the corner<<if $day9Hunt is "first">>... and your jaw drops. You immediately recognize the buxom girl harassing Mina--it's the exact same girl that you were trying to hunt down earlier!<<else>> where you're met by the sight of a tall brunette you don't recognize holding Mina by the arm. The unknown girl has an impressive hourglass figure: thick thighs accentuated by dark stockings and a short mauve pencil skirt, <<if $breastSize < 35>>with a bust that puts yours to shame<<elseif $breastSize > 59>>with a bust that rivals your own<<else>>with a bust so big you're impressed she's standing upright<</if>> put on display by a white low cut top and an open cropped jacket. Her hair is tied back in a large ponytail with a pink and white bow.<</if>> You notice Sam lick her lips out of the corner of your eye. "Hey!" Sam shouts. "What do you think you're doing?" "Yeah, hands off!" you chime in as the two of you close the distance. "The fuck? Who the hell are you two?" the girl grunts. She glares at you, clearly telling you to back off. "I'm obviously about to have an afternoon snack, idiots." She flicks her free hand condescendingly. "So go on, shoo, don't be rude. Crazy ass freshmen..." "You're really gonna eat someone that scrawny? It's kinda sad you'd settle for her. I thought sophomores were supposed to be good..." Sam says. "She's not on the menu anyways," you say. You step forward and grab Mina's arm, while Sam moves to flank the girl. "Oh nah, you're really gonna pull this crap?" the girl says. Her scowl turns into a worrying grin as she glances between you. "You know, I wanted something quick and easy, but with someone this puny in the mix? I'm down to try for three. You have //no// idea who you're messing with.~" "Seems like neither do you," Sam chuckles. The girl glares back at Sam in silence, perhaps noticing the resemblance at least on some level. Now would be the perfect time to strike...<<if ($fullness + 5) > $maxFullCap>> though a groan from your stomach reminds you that you don't actually have the room to claim her for yourself at the moment.<<elseif $fullness > 0>> and $lastPrey has probably digested enough to squeeze in someone else on top of her by now...<</if>> <<if ($fullness + 5) <= $maxFullCap>>[[Eat the girl->Hunt With Sam- Eat Tiffany]] <</if>>[[Feed her to Sam->Hunt With Sam- Sam Eats Tiffany]]\ <</if>>

<<Time 14>><<if $minaEnd is "alive">><<set $minaEnd to "unknown">><</if>>\ You slowly make your way through the halls back to your dorm, quite a bit of $lastPrey still sloshing around inside of you as you walk. When you finally arrive back at your room, you head right for your bed and sit down with a sigh, relieved to be back off your feet with the extra weight you're lugging around. You get comfortable and settle in to pass the time, hoping Slate won't be //too// upset about you skipping today. You barely even notice as a few hours slip by, almost dozing off completely until Emma barges into the room and jolts you back awake. She barely even gets a hello in before rushing into the shower, clearly eager to get clean after her lab. You shake off your stupor and sit up, noting that $lastPrey has been worked down to more or less just a potbelly by now. If Emma just got back then it must be around 4:00 PM. <<if $leahInquiry2 > 1>>You jump up to your feet--causing your belly to groan in protest--as the realization hits: you told Leah you would meet up to see her costume around now! You nearly slept right through it... [[Go meet up with Leah->October 29th- Afternoon: Leah Costume]]<<else>>It might be a good time to get a workout in--build up an appetite again in time for dinner and get a head start on working off your most recent meal. [[Keep relaxing and kill time until dinner->October 29th- Dinner]] [[Hit up the gym->October 29th- Workout]]<</if>>

<<set $eatenByLeahDay9 to true>><<set $predName to "Leah">><<set $predSS to 60>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "LeahDay9_PreyStruggle">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "LeahDay9(TEXT)">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "LeahDay9_Actions">><<set $sceneNextLink to "October 29th- Leah: Escape">>\ <<set _firstHornyStrong to false>><<set _enraged to false>><<set _leahPleasure to 0>><<set _recover to false>><<set _firstSoothe to false>>\ <<if $leahRel < 1>>\ "Hey..!" you shout as you're shoved to the ground. She already has a firm grip on your shins by the time you get your bearings, pulling your feet towards her mouth. "Get off of me!" You glare back at her, trying to shake your legs free. There's a wild look in her eyes as she stares back at you, half panicked, half<<if ($buttSize > 39) or ($breastSize > 59)>>... lustful<<else>> excited<</if>>. She has a much stronger hold on you than you would have expected from someone like her, your efforts to squirm away from her proving fruitless. Without even pausing to take off your shoes, she crams your feet into her mouth.\ <<elseif $day9Hunt is "second">>\ <<if ($buttSize > 39) or ($breastSize > 59)>>"What are you looking at, perv?" you say, deliberately stepping in front of her to block her path. You lick your lips. "You think I can't see you ogling? I know how you can help me make <<if $buttSize > 39>>it<<else>>them<</if>> bigger, if you're really that interested.~" "Wh-What? No, sorry, I was just--" "Oh c'mon, a girl your size? You'll do a great job padding out--//Hey!//"<<else>>You quickly step in front of her to block her path, grinning. "Hey there nerd. <<if $day8IntroLabFailed>>I think you and I have some unfinished business after lab yesterday..." "H-Huh? I, um... just leave me alone please..." she replies, trying to brush past you.<<else>>You're that wimpy prey from lab yesterday, aren't you? It almost seemed like you //liked// being in my stomach with how little of a fight you put up. I'd be happy to give you a little more time together.~" "N-No, I don't... um... just leave me alone please," she replies, trying to brush past you.<</if>> "Where do you think--//Hey!//"<</if>> You reach out an arm to restrain her... only for her to immediately grab it and shove your hand into her mouth. She swallows, giving you a wide-eyed look as you're pulled closer, like she's not entirely certain of what she's doing herself. Caught off guard yourself, your arm is already bulging her throat before you've put up any real resistance. You finally jump into action when she grabs your other hand to feed into her mouth. "Get off me..!" you grunt, planting your feet and doing your best to pull away from her. You're locked in a stalemate for a moment, but once she widens her mouth enough to try to squeeze in your second hand, you're able to dislodge the first from her throat by throwing your weight back... sending yourself toppling back onto the floor in the process. Leah immediately pounces on you, getting a firm grip on your shins before you can scramble away. There's a wild look in her eyes as she stares you down, half panicked, half<<if ($buttSize > 39) or ($breastSize > 59)>>... lustful<<else>> excited<</if>>. She doesn't risk pausing to take off your shoes before cramming your feet into her mouth.\ <<else>>\ "What are you looking at<<if ($buttSize > 39) or ($breastSize > 59)>>, perv<</if>>?" you say, deliberately stepping in front of her to block her path. "<<if ($buttSize > 39) or ($breastSize > 59)>>You think I can't see you ogling?<<else>>Got something to say?<</if>>" "Wh-What? No, sorry, I was just--" <<if $day8IntroLabFailed>>"Ah, think you're hot shit after lab yesterday, huh?" you sneer. "You really think a little wimp like you stands a chance against my stomach in a real fight? I'd be happy to give you a chance to find out.~" "That's not what I... j-just leave me alone please," she replies, trying to brush past you.<<else>>"Oh hey, you're that wimpy little prey from lab yesterday, aren't you? You barely even put up a fight," you sneer. "Maybe you actually liked being in there, huh? I could finish the job right now if you wanted.~" "N-No, I don't... um... just leave me alone please," she replies, trying to brush past you.<</if>> "Hey, c'mon, don't be--//Hey!//" You push your luck by reaching an arm out to block her path... only for her to immediately grab it and shove your hand in her mouth. She swallows, giving you a wide-eyed look as you're pulled closer, like she's not entirely certain of what she's doing herself. Caught off guard yourself, your arm is already bulging her throat before you've put up any real resistance. You finally jump into action when she grabs your other hand to feed into her mouth. "Get off me..!" you grunt, planting your feet and doing your best to pull away from her. You're locked in a stalemate for a moment, but once she widens her mouth enough to try to squeeze in your second hand, you're able to dislodge the first from her throat by throwing your weight back... sending yourself toppling back onto the floor in the process. Leah immediately pounces on you, getting a firm grip on your shins before you can scramble away. There's a wild look in her eyes as she stares you down, half panicked, half<<if ($buttSize > 39) or ($breastSize > 59)>>... lustful<<else>> excited<</if>>. She doesn't risk pausing to take off your shoes before cramming your feet into her mouth.\ <</if>> @@color:orange;Your strength fails you.@@ She swallows immediately, dragging your feet down into the warm embrace of her throat. A hand grabs at your knee, another by your thigh<<if $outfit is "normal">>, fingers hooking into your jean pocket to use as a handle to tug you closer to her eager jaws.<<else>>, roughly tugging you closer to her eager jaws. You can feel her starting to pull off your skirt, though it seems more like a byproduct of her aggression than an intentional plan.<</if>> Her throat pulses and ripples around your legs with worrying fervor as you're dragged deeper and deeper. You blink and her lips are already advancing on your knees. <<if $day9Hunt is "second">>"Don't think you can just flip things around, this is still gonna end with //you// in //my// gut!" you grunt<<else>>"You're gonna regret this! No way am I gonna be your lunch..." you grunt<</if>>. "A-At least relax a little, you animal..!" She doesn't pay your protests any mind, like she's in some kind of ravenous trance. The moment you try to reach down to push her away, she snatches your hands, greedily shoving them into her mouth as your thighs disappear down her throat. <<if $buttSize > 39>>Here, with her lips cresting over your ass, she slows a little... though you get the distinct feeling that she's less hindered by the size, and more savouring the moment... Her relentless advance resumes once she's had her fill<<else>>She's relentless<</if>>, using her hands to pull you closer with every swallow as if she was racing against some imaginary timer. <<if $breastSize > 17>>There's no discretion in where she's grabbing, either, shamelessly squeezing one of your breasts as a handhold while she advances up your stomach.<</if>> Your body is crammed down into the tight confines of her stomach, forced to curl up into the cramped space between her body and the ground. As her belly swells and meets more and more resistance from the floor, she only does the bare minimum to adjust her position, angling herself a little higher while remaining on her hands and knees. Your chest disappears between her lips, then your shoulders, your attempts at squirming useless against her ravenous appetite. You give one last shout of protest, then your vision goes dark as your head is squeezed into the slick, constricting passage of her throat and her lips seal behind you. "//*Buuuurrruup...!*// G-Got you..." she says, breathing heavily. She slumps forward onto her belly as your head is finally squeezed out of her esophagus, the added pressure leaving you unable to untangle yourself into any semblance of a comfortable position. Another belch rumbles up her throat as she paws at her bloated belly. Mercifully, she finally eases back into a sitting position, leaving you some room to shift around within your fleshy prison. An odd pressure squeezes in around you for a moment--your best guess is that she's trying to pull her hoodie down over her gut. "Hah... //*uuurrrrp*//... gotta get out of the hall..." she mumbles to herself.<<set $sceneAttack to 0>><<set $sceneDefense to 0>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "preyOptions">></div>

<<if $turn is 1>> <<set $predAction to "shake">> <<set _predActionIntensity to 0>> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> You're briefly squeezed against the floor again as she shifts her weight to stand up, then you're jostled around within the slimy walls while she struggles up onto her feet. She pauses to take a deep breath, but before her belly has fully settled she takes off walking, leaving you to still subtly bounce around with her footsteps. <</append>> <<elseif _recover>> <<set _recover to false>> <<set $sceneDefense -= 4>> <<set $predAction to "massage">> <<set _predActionIntensity to 0>> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "That was... so //*uurrp*// good..." Leah says, panting as she comes down from the high of her orgasm. The pressure on you eases as she slides back into a sitting position, though you can still feel her gently leaning on her gut as a cushion. "Oh god you're s-still... What was I even saying... G-Guess I'll have to... //*mmhm*//... make sure I f-finish the job...~" She's clearly still a bit out of it after that climax, one hand lazily massaging her belly while she leans against it. Her other hand, though, you can unfortunately tell is already hard at work making sure her pleasure doesn't completely fade... <</append>> <<elseif $progress > 2>> <<if !_enraged>> <<set _enraged to true>> <<set $predAction to "crush">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "No! You're mine..." Leah grunts, wrapping her arms around her belly. "<<if $leahExperiencedPerv > 0>>Quit interrupting and... //*urp*// digest already...<<else>>J-Just digest already...<</if>>" Eager to get her point across, she shoves her weight forward to lay on top of her belly, crushing you between her weight and the ground. At the same time, she presses her arms and legs inward to amplify the pressure, leaving you constricted from all sides. <</append>> <<elseif $progress > 3>> <<set $predAction to "crush">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "squeeze">> <<set _predActionIntensity to 2>> <<include "preyPredAction">> <</if>> <<elseif $turn is 2>> <<set $predAction to "distracted">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <<elseif $turn is 3>> <<set $predAction to "tease">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $leahRel < 1>>"Heh... I-I really got her... right //*urp*// there in the hall..."<<else>>"I really did it... sh-she tried to... //*UUurrrrp*//... and now she's mine..."<</if>> Leah mumbles to herself. She seems to barely be paying attention to you beyond your current role as her lunch. You can feel her gently pressing her legs against you from the outside as she eases herself into a cozy position cradling her gut. "<<if $reputation[0] is "glutton">>One of the best preds in the class... <</if>>All mine...~" <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 6>> <<set $predAction to "squeeze">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "You're not going anywhere...~" Leah mumbles. You're not certain she even heard you. Her legs squeeze in a little tighter around her gut, while one hand starts to push and grope at you through the barrier of her flesh. You can faintly feel some motion just above your head--you can guess what her other hand is doing. Your eyes widen in panic and your cheeks grow hotter as a soft moan escapes her lips and the walls tighten around you in perfect sync... <</append>> <<elseif (_leahPleasure > 3) and ($turn != 8)>> /*causes awkward pacing if she somehow cums right before the final acid level rise, so this simply can't trigger that turn)*/ <<set _leahPleasure -= 3>> <<set _recover to true>> <<set $predAction to "crush">> <<set _predActionIntensity to 2>> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> The walls around you<<if $leahExperiencedPerv > 1>> once more<</if>> start to quiver and pulse in an odd rhythm, seeming to gradually grow faster and more forceful. <<if $leahExperiencedPerv > 1>>Dread<<if $playerWilling > 0>>... and maybe a faint hint of arousal...<</if>> washes over you as it becomes clear she's approaching another climax.<<else>>You can tell that it isn't from pain...<</if>> Leah gasps and moans with increasing pitch, one hand furiously working between her legs as she loses herself in the pleasure. Her whole stomach tenses up, her pace quickens. "Yes..! R-Right there..!" she moans. A cry of pure ecstasy soon follows. The walls tighten even further... then you're crushed to the point that you can barely breathe as she drops forward to lie belly-down on the bed. Her weight shifts back then eagerly snaps forward, grinding you further into the bed in an aggressive rhythm. A rolling belch that surely echoes of the walls of her dorm is forced out by the intense pressure. "You're just... //*urrrp*//... my prey...! Get digested..!" she says in a gasping voice, still bucking her hips against her gut. "I //*urp*// want you on my ass by the end of this..!" Even as her orgasm seems to crescendo and begin to fade, the crushing pressure is almost too much to bear. <</append>> <<set $leahExperiencedPerv to 2>> <<elseif $acidStage > 1>> <<if ($lastAction is "strong")>> <<if !_firstHornyStrong>> <<set _firstHornyStrong to true>> <<set $predAction to "crush">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Cut it out..!" Leah suddenly snaps, clear frustration in her tone. She wraps her arms around her belly and pushes in to stifle your struggling. "You're... //*OOUUuurrup*//... my lunch now, stop squirming so hard... You're getting in the way..!" Before you can voice any sort of response, her arms constrict around you, pushing in much harder. At the same time, she tries to press her legs together, squeezing you between her thighs as she does her best to crush you into submission, clearly eager to get back to "enjoying" her meal. <</append>> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "squeeze">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <</if>> <<elseif ($progress > 1) and ($lastAction is "normal")>> <<set $predAction to "squeeze">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <<else>> <<set _leahPleasure += 1>> <<if $acidStage is 2>> <<set $predAction to "pleasure">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <<else>> <<set _roll to random(1,2)>> <<set $predAction to "shake">> <<set _predActionIntensity to 0>> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<set $predAction to "pleasure">> <<set _predActionIntensity to 2>> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> /* her going to town on this dildo is both a powerful pleasure action, which is what's displayed on the action tracker, but also has the effects of a weak shake given the circumstances */ <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> Splashing and sloshing fills your ears, backed by a faint chorus of moans. The inside of Leah's stomach is in complete chaos as she loses herself in the pleasure, riding her dildo like her life depends on it. You're struggling just to find moments to breath as you're battered by the wild tide of acid. <<else>> The rhythm of Leah's hips is relentless, bouncing up and down without any concern for the chaotic mess it's creating inside her stomach. Muffled belches sneak in between moans as the lustful onslaught stirs up every bit of gas trapped in her gut. A roaring groan shakes through the air around you, her stomach stoked into a fury by all the activity. <</if>> <</append>> <</if>> <</if>> <<else>> /* should only be turns 4 and 5 that reach here */ <<if ($lastAction is "strong") or ($lastAction is "normal")>> <<set $predAction to "massage">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "knead">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <</if>> <</if>>

<<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "strong">> <<if $turn is 0>> <<append "#digestion">> "Oh you're not going anywhere!" you shout, giving a harsh kick forward. You start to thrash within the tight confines of her gut, throwing everything you can at the walls in your outrage.<<if $resilience < 4>> After yesterday's lab, you know you definitely need to take this seriously. She might not seem tough, but her stomach is no joke.<</if>> "Spit me out, right now!" <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<case "rest">> <<if $turn is 0>> <<append "#digestion">> "Whatever, you're not keeping me here for long..." you grumble. While her attention is elsewhere, you shift into a comfortable position, staying idle for now. You take a moment to pause and assess the situation, <<if $resilience < 4>>knowing that you're going to need a good strategy here based on how your last lab went<<else>>not overly concerned about her ability to keep you down<</if>>. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<case "soothe">> <<if ($acidStage > 1) and !_enraged>> <<set _leahPleasure += 1>> <</if>> <<if ($leahExperiencedPerv > 0) and (!_firstSoothe)>> <<set _firstSoothe to true>> <<append "#digestion">> Taking a deep breath, you reluctantly start to massage the slick flesh of her stomach walls. Your face grows hot as Leah immediately lets out an appreciative moan, but you keep up your efforts. <<if $playerWilling > 0>>You ignore the small part of you that finds the situation pretty hot, doing your best to stay focused on the practical side of your efforts--this is<<else>>As much as you'd rather not play into her pleasure, it's<</if>> the only thing you can think of to soothe the raging storm being kicked up in her gut. And maybe if she... finishes... she won't have the energy left to resist your struggling... <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<case "progress">> <<if ($progress is 2) and ($leahExperiencedPerv > 0)>> <<append "#digestion">> A low, distressed whine reaches your ears, coming from the flesh that surrounds you. The walls seem to briefly tense up, starting to feel a bit more tender and reactive to your efforts. Leah herself shows no indication of being disturbed by your struggling, completely lost in her pleasure, but you can definitely see the signs. @@color:chartreuse;You're wearing her down, keep pushing!@@ <</append>> <<elseif $progress is 3>> <<append "#digestion">> The walls shudder around you and Leah groans in distress, <<if $acidStage > 1>>halting her other efforts in favor of <</if>>clutching her gut. A loud rumbling noise shakes through her stomach and, emboldened, you give it one last hard shove. The walls immediately clamp down around you, a wave of pressure surging up through the chamber from the base, followed soon after by another. You feel your head get forced back into her throat--this is it! "N-No... stop..!" Leah whines, desperately massaging her belly even as you inch your way back towards her mouth. Soon, you feel her tongue against your face, her teeth graze your nose, then cool air and bright light finally grace your face again. You start to desperately squirm to try to help yourself forward, your body gripped like a vice by her throat as she refuses to give up. A chill runs down your spine as, just when your shoulders begin to push through her lips and victory seemed assured... you come to a complete stop. "Come on..! Just give up already!" you snap. Two hands frantically grab at your head. "No..!" With a powerful swallow and a hard shove from outside, you're pulled back between her jaws. You do everything you can to resist, but you're helpless to stop it as you're once more dragged down into the depths of her gut. A taunting groan welcomes you back. "I //am// getting out of here<<if $leahExperiencedPerv > 0>> you<<if ($playerWilling < 1) and !$day9CatherineVorny>> disgusting<</if>> pervert<</if>>!" you cry, giving a frustrated kick to the stomach walls. @@color:lime;Keep it up, she can't hold out much longer!@@ <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<default>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</switch>>

<<Time 12.5>>\ The walls around you seem to flinch, clamping down for a brief moment with no clear intent. A sour groan rumbles through the air as they relax again. You take the cue to push harder, throwing everything you have into thrashing and shoving at the walls while she's vulnerable. <<if $turn < 3>>"<<if $progress > 2>>A-Already..?<<else>>N-No fair..!<</if>>" Leah groans, coming to a stop and clutching her belly.<<elseif $turn < 6>>"<<if $progress > 2>>A-Already..?<<else>>N-No, stop..!<</if>>" Leah groans, desperately clutching her belly.<<else>>"N-No... I'm not... done with you..!" Leah groans, desperately clutching her belly.<</if>> "<<if $reputation[0] is "escape">>Oooh, I knew going for her was a bad idea...<<else>>Oh no...<</if>>" With one last shove, you've done it. The walls crash in around you, powerful waves of pressure rising up from the base of her stomach to try and force you into her throat. Your head squeezes back into the tight, slick tunnel, inching back up toward her mouth as she desperately tries to swallow you back down. <<if $progress > 2>>This time, thankfully, she fails,<<else>>For a moment, you're concerned she's going to succeed, but her stomach refuses to take you back,<</if>> and soon enough your acid-drenched body is splayed out on the ground in front of her, the outside air feeling cold enough to make you shiver at first. <<if $turn < 3>>You quickly push yourself up onto your feet, feeling a little dazed but otherwise no worse for wear. You turn your attention towards Leah with a glare.<<elseif $turn < 8>>You push yourself up into a sitting position, feeling a bit groggy and still re-adjusting to the outside world. Not only are you completely covered in slimy fluids, you can tell that barely more than your underwear survived the trip inside of her. When you finally rise to your feet, you turn your attention towards Leah with a<<if $leahExperiencedPerv > 0>> flustered<</if>> glare.<<else>>You groan as you slowly force yourself up into a sitting position, your head spinning and foggy from the prolonged time you spent stewing in her gut. There's nothing left of your clothes at this point, at least not that made it out with you. After a few deep breaths, you finally manage to get back to your feet, almost afraid to face your would-be predator.<</if>> <<if $turn < 3>>"Now then... time to--hey!" you start to say, quickly realizing that Leah is already hurrying away down the hall. "Get back here!" It's no use--she slips into her room and locks the door long before you can catch up. With a frustrated sigh, you make your way downstairs to your own dorm instead.<<elseif ($turn < 6)>>"You really thought you could--hey!" you start to say. Evidently still having her wits about her, she makes a break for the bathroom as soon as she's recovered enough to move. You're too slow to react--she's able to get the door locked before you can stop her. You slam your hand against it in frustration. "You better watch yourself! I won't forget this..." You hit the door one more time for good measure, then storm out into the hall, knowing there's no point in trying to wait her out. You make your way downstairs to your own dorm, eager for a shower.<<else>><<if ($turn < 9)>>She's staring back at you from her place on the bed with wide eyes and a bright red face, still clutching her stomach from your escape. As you suspected, she's stripped down to just her underwear, giving you a great view of her imposing bust and chubby curves. Your own face flushes red.<<else>>She's staring back at you from just a short distance away on the floor with wide eyes and a bright red face, still clutching her stomach from your escape. She's completely naked, giving you a full view of her imposing bust and chubby curves, and her pale skin looks a little... sweaty. You avert your gaze, blushing furiously, as you notice that she still has her dildo halfway inserted.<</if>> <<if $playerWilling > 0>>"That was... you..." you say, fumbling over your words as you back away towards the door. Near death experience aside... being inside her while she masturbated like that was //very// arousing. "I-I need a shower..!" You hurry out into the hall, desperate to remove yourself from the situation. You rush downstairs to your own dorm, still blushing the whole way.<<else>>"That was... //humiliating//..!" you say, backing away towards the door. "Get away from me..!" You hurry out into the hall, far more interested in getting away from that situation than any thought of revenge. You rush downstairs to your own dorm, still blushing--you're desperately in need of a //long// shower.<</if>><</if>><<if $leahRel > -3>> <<if $leahRel is -2>><<Leah -1>><<else>><<Leah -2>><</if>><</if>> <<include "playerPreyEscape">>[[Get cleaned up->October 29th- Leah: Recovery]]

<<Time 13.5>>\ You hurry right to the shower when you arrive back at your room<<if $outfitState != "drenched">>, barely even remembering to grab a towel on the way<</if>>. A brief whine fills the air as the showerhead kicks to life and steamy water floods through the pipes. <<if $outfitState is "gone">>You hop right into the cleansing stream without waiting for it to fully warm up<<else>>You strip off <<if $outfitState is "damaged">>what's left of your<<else>>your slimy<</if>> clothes, then hop in to finally get some relief<</if>>. You take your time getting clean, making sure to thoroughly rinse off all of the unpleasant residue left from your trip into Leah's stomach. <<if $leahExperiencedPerv < 1>><<done>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</done>>\ <<else>>\ You're in no rush to get out even once you're reasonably clean, still thinking back on what happened. She was full-on masturbating with you--no, //because// you were inside of her.<<if $leahExperiencedPerv > 1>> You were nearly crushed to death by her orgasm!<</if>> <<if $day9CatherineVorny>>Sure, you might have done the exact same thing to someone just this morning, but being on the other side of things is a whole different story. <</if>>It was... <<link "Weirdly hot">><<replace "#choice">><<set $playerWilling += 1>><<if $day9CatherineVorny>>still weirdly hot, actually<<else>>weirdly hot<</if>><<if $eatenByVivian and ($playerWilling > 1)>>, just like your experience with Vivian and Nadia back at the start of the year<</if>>. Despite the peril, you can't ignore that you were also pretty aroused. Even now, just thinking about it, you find one of your hands drifting between your legs before you snap out of it, shaking off the thought for now. <</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</link>> <<link "Disgusting">><<replace "#choice">>disgusting! Despite the heat of the shower, a shiver runs through you just thinking about it. <<if $eatenByVivian and ($playerWilling > 0)>>Back with Vivian and Nadia at the start of the year it was different--Vivian ate you while you were already having sex and there was some intention of letting you out before things went too far. Here, she grabbed you in the hall and clearly meant to keep going until she finished you off...<<else>>She was //really// into it, and clearly intended to keep going like that until she finished you off...<</if>> <<if $day9CatherineVorny>>You almost maybe feel a little bad about giving Catherine the same treatment now that you've gotten a taste of what it was like for her on the inside.<<else>>Part of you is inclined to just avoid her from now on instead of trying to get any sort of revenge.<</if>> <</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</link>> \ <</if>>Once you're feeling nice and refreshed, you step out, dry off, then throw on some clean clothes. After all that, it's already starting to get close to time for Escapism, so you just kill a little time, then head out into the hall to get to class.<<set $outfit to "normal">><<set $outfitState to "normal">> [[Head to Escapism->October 29th- Escapism]]

<<Time 13.75>>\ <<if hasVisited("October 29th- Survival") and ($freshCoupleRel > 2) and ($totalPrey > 3)>>\ You make your way down the hall to <<if $fullness > 0>>return to your dorm, heading for the nearest stairwell<<else>>start heading for Escapism<</if>>. Before you've made it very far, however, you hear someone call out your name, accompanied by the sound of quickly approaching footsteps. You turn around to find Sarah hurrying to catch up with you. She has her hair down today, her blonde locks flowing down over the orange scarf around her neck. "$name! Hey $name, wait up!" she says, smiling and offering a frantic wave when you turn around. She stops with her hand on her knees to catch her breath once she's closed the distance, though doesn't seem to actually be as exhausted as she's acting. "Whew, afraid I was gonna miss you! How's it going?" "Oh, hey Sarah! I'm alright," you say. "What's up with you?" "Oh I'm good, great!" she says, rising back upright fast enough that she has to adjust her glasses. "Super excited for this weekend, it's almost me and Alesha's dating anniversary!" she continues, adding an excited squeal. "Nice, congrat--" "So you're a pretty great pred, right?" she says with an eager grin, cutting you off.<<if $fullness > 0>> She gives your bloated belly a quick poke for emphasis, darting her eyes back and forth between it and your face a few times.<<elseif $fat > 49>> She gives your chubby belly a quick poke. "I mean, this had to come from somewhere! Er, sorry, that was, uh... I meant it as a compliment!" she adds with a nervous laugh.<</if>> <<if $reputation[0] is "glutton">>"That's putting it lightly, honestly," you reply with a chuckle<<if $fullness > 0>>, giving your belly a pat<</if>>.<<else>>"I'd like to think so," you reply.<</if>> "Why, what's up?" "Weeellll..." she says, draping an arm over your shoulder and leaning in close. She glances around and lowers her voice as if she were telling you an important secret. "If you're in the market for more prey, I might just have a great meal opportunity for you..." "O-Okay..?" you say, a little confused by the encounter thus far. "Care to elaborate a little?" "I... would like you to eat my roommate Kris for me, if you wouldn't mind," she says, her tone a bit more nervous. She blushes a little as she pulls away to stand at a more normal distance. "Pretty please? I would totally do it myself, but, like... she's actually pretty good at this stuff and I don't wanna risk her coming after //me// if I screw it up..." You smirk, realizing why you were getting a sense of déjà vu here. You decide not to spoil the surprise by mentioning anything about <<if $aleshaRoommate > 0>>your promise to Alesha<<else>>your conversation with Alesha yesterday<</if>>. "Can I ask why?" you say, pretty sure you already know the answer. "Well she is kinda rude a lot of the time, buuuuut..." she says, glancing off to the side and blushing a bit harder. "I really wanna surprise Alesha with an invitation to move in with each other for the rest of the year on our anniversary! And, y'know, Kris is kinda... in the way of that... So what do you think?" \ <<link "Sure, why not">><<replace "#choice">><<set $sarahRoommate to 1>>\ <<if $eatenByKris>>"Well you're in luck, I've kind of got a bone to pick with Kris myself," you say, recalling your encounter at Emma's party back at the start of the year. "So sure thing, I'll do my best to get even before the end of the week for you." "Yes, perfect! You're the best $name!" Sarah replies, startling you with an abrupt, tight hug. <<if !$sarahPhone>>"Here, let me give you my number so you can text me when you get her! I'll send a picture too so you definitely get the right girl..."<<else>>"Here, I'll send you a picture so you definitely get the right girl..."<</if>><<else>>"Sure, why not," you say with a <<if $aleshaRoommate > 0>>smirk. There's no need to mention that you've already agreed to do the same thing for Alesha. That will be up to them to figure out if you manage to follow through on both<<else>>shrug. Unlike Alesha, she at least //pretended// to have problems with her roommate beyond wanting her girlfriend to take her spot, so you might as well take the opportunity for a meal<</if>>. "<<if $day3DetourMovie>>I don't really remember her that clearly though, can you show me a picture or something?<<else>>I don't think I've ever met her though, I'm not sure who to look for. Can you show me a picture or something?<</if>>" "Yeah, totally! Thanks $name, you're the best!" Sarah replies, startling you with an abrupt, tight hug. <<if !$sarahPhone>>"Here, give me your number real quick..."<</if>><</if>> <<if !$sarahPhone>>After exchanging numbers,<<else>>A moment later,<</if>> she sends over a picture of Kris<<if $eatenByKris or $day3DetourMovie>> as a refresher<</if>>. She's a fairly tall, pale girl with strawberry blonde hair. For someone who's supposedly a fairly active predator from what Sarah's told you, she looks surprisingly lanky. You nod at Sarah as you put your phone away.<<set $sarahPhone to true>> "Alright then, I'll keep my eyes peeled. She'll be moved into her new room as soon as possible~" you say, patting your <<if $fullness > 0>>belly<<else>>stomach<</if>> for emphasis. "You're amazing, thanks so much!" Sarah says, grinning with excitement. "Okay, um, bye for now then..!" "See ya!" you say, waving as she takes off down the hall. You sigh and shake your head, smirking to yourself. <<if $fullness > 0>>Then, you carry on your way downstairs to return to your room. [[Continue on to your dorm->October 29th- Skip Class]]<<else>>Then, you carry on your way to class.<<if $minaEnd is "alive">>.. only to pause not long after when you hear a worrying conversation from right around a nearby corner.<<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><<else>> [[Continue on to Escapism->October 29th- Escapism]]<</if>><</if>><</replace>><</link>> <<link "Nah, you're on your own">><<replace "#choice">>"Uh, sorry, I'm more of an 'eat when I'm hungry' kind of predator, hunting someone specific down like that feels kinda weird," you reply<<if $aleshaRoommate < 1>>, fairly certain you're quoting yourself verbatim from when you had this conversation with Alesha. No matter who's asking, you're not interested in being a predator for hire<<else>>, not interested in serving as a hitman for her<</if>>. "You're on your own with this." "Aw, really? Shoot, you were the only person I could think of for this, I know Emma won't do it..." Sarah says, pouting. She tries to win you over by looking sad and pleading with her eyes for a moment, then sighs. "Alright fine, thanks anyways... Um, don't tell anyone about this, especially Alesha! Okay bye!" She hurries off down the hall, leaving you shaking your head in mild confusion. You shrug off the encounter and <<if $fullness > 0>>carry on your way downstairs to return to your room. [[Continue on to your dorm->October 29th- Skip Class]]<<else>>carry on your way to class.<<if $minaEnd is "alive">>.. only to pause not long after when you hear a worrying conversation from right around a nearby corner.<<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><<else>> [[Continue on to Escapism->October 29th- Escapism]]<</if>><</if>><</replace>><</link>>\ \ <<else>>\ <<if hasVisited("October 29th- Survival") and ($emmaRel > 2)>>\ "Heya $name!" Emma says, hurrying to catch up with you as you make your way down the hall toward the room for Escapism. "How's your day been?" "Hey! <<if $day9Heist > 0>>Pretty good so far, uh, kinda uneventful," you say, thinking better of mentioning your 'heist' with Beli.<<if $day9CatherineVorny>>.. particularly how it ended.<</if>><<else>>Good so far, pretty uneventful," you say with a shrug.<</if>> "How about you?" "Pretty much the same," she replies with a laugh. As if the universe saw that as a challenge, you overhear a worrying conversation from just around the corner before you can get another word in. "You know, I was //just// thinking about how I could use a quick snack to make it through the afternoon," an unfamiliar voice says. "You're perfect, a little thing like you will be gone by dinner.~" "Please let go of me," another voice replies. This one's very familiar--it's Mina. "For real? That's all you've got?" the other girl says with a laugh. "You must have only lasted this long because no one could see you down there..." Emma shoots you a worried look. "Isn't that..?" "Yep..." you say, stopping in your tracks with a sigh. "She could probably use some backup." Emma gives you a determined nod and follows along as you change course. Turning the corner, you're met by the sight of a tall brunette you don't recognize holding Mina by the arm. The unknown girl has an impressive hourglass figure: thick thighs accentuated by dark stockings and a short mauve pencil skirt, <<if $breastSize < 35>>with a bust that puts yours to shame<<elseif $breastSize > 59>>with a bust that rivals your own<<else>>with a bust so big you're impressed she's standing upright<</if>> put on display by a white low cut top and an open cropped jacket. Her hair is tied back in a large ponytail with a pink and white bow. "Mina! There you are," you say as you approach the pair, acting casual. "Come on, we're gonna be late to class!" "Oh hey, I don't think I've seen you around before, it's nice to meet you!" Emma chimes in, addressing the other girl. "I really like your outfit! Aren't you cold in this weather though?" You grab Mina's other arm to usher her along with you without even acknowledging the other girl. You were hoping she would be confused or distracted enough by Emma to just let it happen, but no such luck. "Um, the fuck? I'm kinda in the middle of something here, bitch," the girl says, glaring at you through her thin-rimmed glasses. She glances over at Emma and her expression turns a bit more smug. "//You// can stay, happy to show off this look with a gut.~ But you..." she flicks her free hand at you condescendingly, "get out of here, shoo, don't be rude." "Yeah well //we're// in the middle of going to class," you say, glaring back. You tug Mina closer as you stare her down.<<if $totalPrey > 7>> You grin. "It's a bit early for dinner, but I can bring you along with us if you'd prefer."<</if>> <<if $totalPrey > 7>>"Ha! In your dreams. You really gonna pull this crap on me?<<else>>"Oh nah, you're really gonna pull this crap?<</if>>" the girl says. She scoffs. "Bitch. Fine, you and your little girlfriend are some lucky ass freshmen, you know that?" She shoves Mina toward you. "I'm not in the mood for a struggle. But next time I am, I've got a spot reserved just for //you//." She pats her stomach with a menacing grin. "Got room for blondie too, don't you worry," she adds, shooting Emma a look. Then she twirls around to walk off down the hall, waving back at you. "Buh-bye!~" Emma lets out a sigh of relief. "Thank goodness, I thought <<if $totalPrey > 7>>you were actually going to have to eat her<<else>>we were going to have to fight her off<</if>>..." "Well, that went smoother than I expected actually," you say, keeping a wary eye on the girl until she's out of sight. "You okay?" "Yes, thank you!" Mina says with a small smile. "I do not think that would have ended well. I have been doing <<if $minaEscapeTraining > 0>>well enough<<else>>alright<</if>> in class, but I believe she was above our grade." <<if $totalEscaped > 6>>"Yeah, I caught that she called us freshmen..." you say. "Nothing to be ashamed of though, most of the girls in our class wouldn't fare much better against a sophomore... or worse." "Not you, though, $name! I have heard you are very good at escaping. You have made much better progress than me, at least," she says. "<<if $eatenByKris>>I feel I learned a lot when we escaped from that girl's stomach together at the start of the year, <<elseif $minaEscapeTraining > 0>>I know you have helped me train outside of class a little, but <</if>>I wonder if there is any way for you to show me your technique directly."<<if $eatenByKris>> Emma looks away, blushing slightly, at the mention of the incident with Kris. She's clearly still a bit guilty about almost losing //both// of you at her "safe" party.<</if>> "Woah, easy there! It almost sounds like someone is trying to lure me into their stomach," you say with a smirk. "Oh my, no! I would never," Mina replies, shaking her head. "I know, only teasing," you say with a laugh. "That's not a bad idea, but it's kinda tough to //show you// how it's done without some third person willing to let me beat up their stomach. Might be a tall ask. Anyways, we should probably get going!<<else>>"Yeah, I caught that she called us freshmen..." you say. "Nothing to be ashamed of though, //I// was a little worried about how it would go if she tried to eat me instead. But, speaking of class, we should probably get going!<</if>> Definitely don't wanna be late with //Slate// on a lab day." "Yeah, I guess we can't put it off any longer," Emma says with a sigh. "Hopefully I get a good partner today, the girl I was with last time was so grumpy about it..." "Of course!" Mina says. The three of you start making your way down the hall. "Thank you again, both of you! I truly appreciate the help." [[Continue on to Escapism->October 29th- Escapism]]\ <<else>>\ <<if $day9Hunt != "none">>You head upstairs and across the bridge to make your way to Escapism.<<else>>You make your way down the hall to head toward Escapism.<</if>> Before you've quite made it to the room, however, you overhear a worrying conversation from just around the corner.<<done>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</done>><</if>>\ <</if>> "You know, I was //just// thinking about how I could use a quick snack to make it through the afternoon," an unfamiliar voice says. "You're perfect, a little thing like you will be gone by dinner.~" "Please let go of me," another voice replies. This one's very familiar--it's Mina. "For real? That's all you've got?" the other girl says with a laugh. "You must have only lasted this long because no one could see you down there..." \ <<link "Off to the rescue I go">><<replace "#mina">><<set $minaSaved += 1>>\ You quickly reroute towards the commotion--it's obvious enough what's about to go down. <<if $day9Hunt is "first">>You turn the corner and your jaw drops. You immediately recognize the buxom girl harassing Mina--it's the exact same girl that you were trying to hunt down earlier! That simplifies your rescue approach, at least. "Finally, there you are!" you say as you rush toward the pair. The girl shoots you an annoyed look, quickly shifting to a mix of panic and anger as you lunge forward to grab //her// instead of Mina. "I've been looking for you all afternoon.~" "The fuck? Who the hell are you?" the girl grunts. You get a firm grip on her arm, but with your attention split between grappling her and prying Mina away from her she's unfortunately able to shake you off fairly easily. "Crazy ass freshman..." You take a step cautious step back, pulling Mina to a safer distance. The girl glares at you and you glare right back, a little more wary now that you know she's definitely an upperclassman. She glances between you and Mina, then scoffs and rolls her eyes. "Unbelievable. Fine, bitch, I'm not in the mood for a struggle," she says. "<<else>>Turning the corner, you're met by the sight of a tall brunette you don't recognize holding Mina by the arm. The unknown girl has an impressive hourglass figure: thick thighs accentuated by dark stockings and a short mauve pencil skirt, <<if $breastSize < 35>>with a bust that puts yours to shame<<elseif $breastSize > 59>>with a bust that rivals your own<<else>>with a bust so big you're impressed she's standing upright<</if>> put on display by a white low cut top and an open cropped jacket. Her hair is tied back in a large ponytail with a pink and white bow. "Mina! There you are," you say as you approach the pair, acting casual. "Come on, we're gonna be late to class!" You grab Mina's other arm to usher her along with you without even acknowledging the other girl. You were hoping she would be confused or caught off guard enough by the move to just let it happen, but no such luck. "Um, the fuck? I'm kinda in the middle of something here, bitch," the girl says, glaring at you through her thin-rimmed glasses. She flicks her free hand condescendingly. "Go on, shoo, don't be rude." "The two of //us// are in the middle of going to class," you say, glaring back. You tug Mina closer as you stare her down.<<if $totalPrey > 7>> You grin. "It's a bit early for dinner, but I can bring you along with us if you'd prefer."<</if>> "<<if $totalPrey > 7>>Ha! In your dreams. You really gonna pull this crap on me?<<else>>Oh nah, you're really gonna pull this crap?<</if>>" the girl says. She scoffs. "Bitch. Fine, you and your little girlfriend are some lucky ass freshmen, you know that?" She shoves Mina toward you. "I'm not in the mood for a struggle. <</if>>But next time I am, I've got a spot reserved just for //you//." She pats her stomach with a menacing grin, then twirls around to walk off down the hall, waving back at you. "Buh-bye!~" <<if $day9Hunt is "first">>You take a half step forward when she turns her back to you, but stop yourself with a resigned sigh. Making sure Mina gets to class safe is more important right now--the girl once again slips through your fingers. "Damn it, she looked delicious..." you mutter. "Oh well, at least she backed off easy enough. <<else>>"Well, that went smoother than I expected actually," you say, keeping a wary eye on the girl until she's out of sight. "<</if>>You okay?" "Yes, thank you $name," Mina says with a small smile. "I do not think that would have ended well. I have been doing <<if $minaEscapeTraining > 0>>well enough<<else>>alright<</if>> in class, but I believe she was above our grade." <<if $totalEscaped > 6>>"Yeah, I caught that she called us freshmen..." you say. "Nothing to be ashamed of though, most of the girls in our class wouldn't fare much better against a sophomore... or worse." "Not you, though, $name! I have heard you are very good at escaping. You have made much better progress than me, at least," she says. "<<if $eatenByKris>>I feel I learned a lot when we escaped from that girl's stomach together at the start of the year, <<elseif $minaEscapeTraining > 0>>I know you have helped me train outside of class a little, but <</if>>I wonder if there is any way for you to show me your technique directly." "Woah, easy there! It almost sounds like someone is trying to lure me into their stomach," you say with a smirk. "Oh my, no! I would never," Mina replies, shaking her head. "I know, only teasing," you say with a laugh. "That's not a bad idea, but it's kinda tough to //show you// how it's done without some third person willing to let me beat up their stomach. Might be a tall ask. Anyways, we should probably get going!<<else>>"Yeah, I caught that she called us freshmen..." you say. "Nothing to be ashamed of though, //I// was a little worried about how it would go if she tried to eat me instead. But, speaking of class, we should probably get going!<</if>> Definitely don't wanna be late with //Slate// on a lab day." "Of course!" Mina says. The two of you start making your way down the hall. "Thank you again, $name, I truly appreciate all your help." [[Continue on to Escapism->October 29th- Escapism]] <</replace>><</link>> <<link "I can't keep doing this">><<replace "#mina">><<set $minaEnd to "unknown">>\ You roll your eyes and continue on to class as if you hadn't heard anything. You feel a bit guilty, but you've lost track of how many times you've risked coming to the rescue for her by now. If she still can't handle herself at this point it's probably a lost cause. [[Continue on to Escapism->October 29th- Escapism]]<</replace>><</link>>\ \

<<Time 18>>\ <<set $predName to "Slate">><<set $predSS to 999>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "SlateMina_PreyStruggle">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "SlateMina(TEXT)">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "SlateMina_Actions">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Train Mina With Slate- Fail">><<set $usingAntacid to true>><<set $noAllOut to true>><<set $noProbe to true>><<set $noBrace to true>>\ <<set _dupeProtect to false>><<set _triggerBadEnd to false>><<set _weakComment to false>><<set _normalComment to false>>\ <<if !hasVisited("October 29th- Dinner: Mina")>>"Hey Mina!" you say, waving as you approach her table. "It's about time for our training with Slate, are you ready to head over ?" "Of course! I am quite excited to see you in action," Mina replies. <</if>>The two of you head out into the courtyard together, walking back to Karbo Hall. You make your way upstairs from the lobby, entering unfamiliar parts of the building. You haven't really been to the teacher offices since they were pointed out on the tour<<if $slateFailed or ($anatomyDemonstration > 1)>>--not counting the time<<if $slateFailed and ($anatomyDemonstration > 1)>>s you were //inside// one of your teachers<<elseif $slateFailed>> you were in Slate's stomach<<else>> you were stuck in Professor Bora's bowels<</if>>, of course<</if>>. It doesn't take too long to locate Professor Slate's door and give it a hesitant knock. The door swings open just a few seconds later. Slate is standing on the other side, looking stern and unimpressed as always. She gives a curt nod and gestures for you to enter. "Good, you're right on time. I trust that since you are here, you are both still agreeable to what this training session will entail," she says. "Of course, professor, thank you again for the opportunity!" you say as you're ushered into the room. "Yes, I truly appreciate it!" Mina chimes in. "I hope we are not imposing too much on your time." Slate's office is rather plain, though you're not particularly surprised that she keeps her work space professional and undecorated. There's a large wooden desk with a computer on it near the back wall, with a very comfortable looking office chair stationed behind it and a couple less impressive chairs in front of it. A number of filing cabinets line the walls. In one corner there's a potted plant on a table, in another there's a television on a stand that doesn't look like it's been touched in years. The room is large enough to fit the three of you comfortably, but would probably start to feel cramped with anyone more. "I am short on time, so we will get right to business," Slate says. She heads over to one of the cabinets and pulls out a bottle of antacids. "So long as you both take this seriously, it is not a bother. While I still believe you are making a mistake in your insistence to remain at the school, Miss Long, I do respect your dedication to your training." "Thank you, professor, I am doing my best!" Mina chirps. "However, the issue remains that despite that dedication, you are still lagging behind your classmates. You have been improving, but not enough to overcome the significant deficit you started with compared to your peers," Slate says. You slightly raise one eyebrow as she walks behind her desk and pulls out a small flashlight from one of the drawers. "Even your basic technique for fighting against a stomach needs significant work." "Of course, and I am ready to do what it takes to improve," Mina says with a determined nod. "I see that--this training you suggested is a little unorthodox, but not a bad idea. Miss $last is one of my top students from your class, there could certainly be some merit in observing her work directly," Slate says. She swallows an antacid and stands in front of the two of you, appraising you with her arms crossed behind her back. "Now, Miss $last, you will be helping Miss Long hone her //essential// baseline technique tonight. For this exercise, act as though you are in dire straits--my stomach is already mostly full with acid and you cannot afford to let up in your efforts for even a moment. Do not bother wasting time slowly searching for weakpoints or acting defensively, focus only on resisting, as we have limited time. Furthermore, the one area Miss Long shows some real promise in already is her impressive stamina and drive--simply being able to apply that to //effectively// struggling non-stop will carry her far even without more advanced, nuanced strategies. Are you prepared?" "<<if $stamina < 60>>I'm... a bit tired from earlier still, but I'll do my best!<<else>>Yes, I'm ready when you are!<</if>>" you reply. "Good, then let us begin." She beckons for you to step closer. You oblige, and before you've even fully registered that she grabbed you, you find yourself lifted off the ground with your head in her mouth. You surge forward into the darkness of her throat as she swallows, your head already squeezing out into her stomach just a few seconds later. In no time at all, you're curled up in the warm, fleshy confines of her gut, feeling quite disoriented. "//*Urp*// Pardon me," Slate says. She briefly rests one hand on you through her belly, then you feel her unbutton the bottom of her shirt, easing a little bit of the pressure her stomach was putting on you. "Now you, Miss Long." "Oh you... really meant //directly// observing me work," you say. You speak up a little to make sure she can clearly hear you despite your current position. "Of course, how else would she be able to properly grasp what you were doing?" Slate replies. She gives her belly a very firm, single pat to acknowledge you. "I trust you to be skilled enough to competently struggle around her." You feel Slate shift and move around a little, then briefly bend over. Muffled wet noises ring out above you, then Mina practically falls into your lap, as if it only took a single gulp to drop her down Slate's throat. You wince and shut your eyes as a bright flash blinds you. "Oh, my apologies $name!" Mina says. You slowly squint your eyes back open to see that she's holding the flashlight Slate brought out earlier. "I need to be able to see you if I am to learn properly." "Right, I guess that makes sense..." you say. "I will do my best not to hinder you!" You watch--still a little put off by being //able// to see in here--as Mina shifts around and curls up into a tight ball to try and take up as little space as possible<<if $breastSize > 59>>, with the exception of pulling back with her neck and shoulders to avoid burying her face in your cleavage<</if>>. Thanks to her small stature, you end up practically wrapped around her, posed almost as if she was inside your gut. You blush a little under the attentive look she's giving you, though averting your gaze doesn't help you get much more comfortable. With the flashlight shining, you can plainly see the reddish-pink, glistening flesh surrounding you, odd wrinkles and divots running through the walls even as stretched as they are, occasionally twitching or shifting in patternless rhythms. Despite knowing you're safe with the antacid in effect, it's very disconcerting. "Alright then, there will be no dawdling in my stomach. You may begin," Slate says. Despite having both you and Mina packed inside of her, she seems to barely be hindered at all. "Remember: In this scenario, your only option is all out aggression, though you still need to be smart about it if Miss Long is to learn properly. So, begin struggling."<<set $sceneAttack to 0>><<set $sceneDefense to 0>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "preyOptions">></div>

<<Time 19>><<set $day9ArtistModel to 3>><<set $outfitState to "gone">>\ <<if $preyName is "willing">>"Yeah, sure, I'll be prey," you say with a shrug. Really, you'll be getting more money for less work this way, it's a win-win. "Sooo... how should we--"<<else>>"Sooo..." you say, another awkward pause taking over even with your roles settled. "How should we--"<</if>> "Clothes," Aya says, shooting you a somewhat frustrated look. She sighs when there's no immediate reaction to that. "Honestly, this is silly. Would you be more comfortable if I stripped too?" "No, I think that would make it more weird actually," you say with a nervous chuckle. "Thanks though." "Well, hold on. I am kinda curious..." Sofia says, giving Aya a sheepish look. "Yes, it affects more than just my face," Aya says with a slight smile. "My belly is a beautiful marble when it's stuffed." "Cool! Um, sorry, that was probably rude... anyway I'll get naked now," Sofia says with a nervous laugh. She closes her eyes and takes a deep breath, then pulls off her blouse as casually as if she were getting ready to shower. Her pants drop and she kicks off her shoes, taking a brief moment to arrange her clothes in a neat pile off to the side. She smirks and strikes a quick pose under the glare of the lights, her dark underwear complimenting her soft tan skin. "Feels pretty nice to show off, really! Just felt a little put on the spot is all," she says. She starts to unhook her bra. "Come on $name, no point ruining that outfit! It'll be weirder the longer you wait." "Yeah, good point," you reply. With a slight blush on your cheeks, you follow her lead, stripping down and placing your clothes in a pile next to Sofia's. You have one last moment of hesitation before sliding your underwear off as well. At first, you instinctively cover yourself with your arms, but quickly realize there's no point given what you've signed up to do and let it all hang free. "There, it's not so bad, right?" Aya says, standing up from the bed. "You both look wonderful, thank you for cooperating!" "Yeah, you're right! Feels kind of liberating," Sofia says with a laugh, striking another pose. Perhaps getting a little //too// comfortable, she rests a hand on your shoulder and pats her exposed stomach, chuckling to herself. "Well, maybe not for $name though." "Speaking of, let me get the antacid for you," Aya says. She hands Sofia her sketchbook. "Here, I was sketching you two to warm up." "Woah, I look so pretty!" Sofia says with a grin. "These are great, can you send me a picture later?" "Of course!" Aya replies as she rummages through a box on the other side of the room. You lean over to take a look yourself. There are a few quick--though well done--sketches of you and Sofia while you were still clothed... including one very hasty, more cartoonish doodle of Sofia posing in her underwear while you pout with your arms crossed next to her. You can see why Sofia was particularly excited, as below those there's a more detailed headshot sketch of her with her wavy hair billowing in some imaginary breeze. "Here we go! Sofia, go ahead and take this, then we'll be ready to start," Aya says. She hands her an antacid tablet, which she promptly takes. She retrieves her sketchbook, sits back down and rolls her shoulders, then gives you an excited look. "Okay, let's begin! I'm going to start with some gesture drawings of the swallowing process, so please take it slow. Stand with your side facing me, please." "You ready..?" Sofia asks. She rests her hands on your shoulders, both of you blushing as you lock eyes.<<if $fat > 74>> Her expression gets a bit more flustered as she glances down to look over your oversized body. "...er, no offense but, I hope //I'm// ready..."<</if>> "Yep, go ahead..." you say with a hesitant nod. She leans forward and opens her mouth wide, a warm breath grazing your skin just before her lips begin to envelop your head. Her tongue tickles your face as you're dragged down toward her throat. She pauses for a moment with her lips around your neck and adjusts her grip to keep your arms pinned to your side, then begins to swallow once more. Warm, slick flesh constricts your head, rippling around you as you're pulled deeper down the dark tunnel of her throat inch by gentle inch. A series of wet squishing noises fills your ears with every swallow, played over the constant, subtle beating of her heart. <<if $breastSize > 34>>When she reaches your <<if $breastSize > 59>>immense bust<<else>>chest<</if>>, she seems to meet more resistance than her leisurely pace can accommodate. <<if $breastSize > 59>>She swallows more intensely a few times, but her lips quickly lose ground again. There's a pause... then you jolt in surprise as she grabs your bare breasts and firmly kneads them down to feed into her mouth. You feel yourself blushing furiously, praying that she somehow doesn't notice your nipples were rock hard by the end of it...<<else>>She swallows more intensely a few times, your bare breasts popping into her mouth soon enough. You fidget in place a little and a heat almost drowned out by your surroundings creeps onto your cheeks as you feel her tongue slip into your cleavage--<<if $playerWilling > 0>>you're really hoping she doesn't notice how aroused you're getting from this<<else>>between the slow pace and your lack of clothing, this is feeling a lot more erotic than you would have expected<</if>>...<</if>><<else>>Her lips advance past naked chest, your upper body sliding deeper into the depths of her body. You fidget in place a little and a heat almost drowned out by your surroundings creeps onto your cheeks--<<if $playerWilling > 0>>you're really hoping she doesn't notice how aroused you're getting from this<<else>>between the slow pace and your lack of clothing, this is feeling a lot more erotic than you would have expected<</if>>...<</if>> <<if $fat > 74>>You can tell that she's definitely struggling with your heavy frame. She's shifted her strategy to make staggered but powerful swallows with her arms helping to force you deeper, rather than smoothly sliding over you like Aya would have probably preferred. Her throat wraps tight around your chest, your chubby arms painfully compressed against your body with every swallow. As her lips slowly start to crest over your belly, your head finally gets squeezed out into the less oppressive embrace of her stomach. Sofia pauses, and you feel her hands shift down to your waist. She grabs you tight and starts to lift... then quickly drops you back down as she nearly stumbles over. She awkwardly guides you to walk with her a few steps as she shifts back to brace herself against something. Her grip tightens again, and this time you feel yourself get hoisted up over her head. Almost immediately, she starts to swallow at a much more frantic pace, leaving you feeling like you're practically falling straight into her stomach as gravity further assists in dragging you down. In less than half the time it took to get down to your chest, the rest of your body is crammed down into her gut, disoriented and packed into the slimy walls in an uncomfortably awkward position. "//*BURRRRRRUUP..!*// S-Sorry I... //*uuurrrrp*// I couldn't hold her that long..." Sofia says, panting a little. She slumps down into a sitting position. "It was like I was //*uurp*// fighting //not// to drop her into my stomach once she was up there... You //*urp*//... geez... you alright in there $name?" "Yeah, just... give me a minute to get comfortable," you say. You hear Sofia grunt as you start to shift yourself into a more reasonable position. "It's, uh, tight, but manageable." "Excellent, excellent! Don't worry at all about the pace, I understand. Your belly looks perfect, this is just what I was hoping for!" Aya says, her voice muffled by Sofia's stomach. "I'll have you hold a simple pose for a while so you can rest. $name, you just curl up into a neutral position, Sofia if you could rest your belly there..."<<else>>A few more swallows, and the pressure around your head eases as you reach the pit of her stomach. She moves her hands down to your hips and starts to lift you up, only for a muffled command from Aya to make her pause. Her throat tightens, slimy flesh constricting around your body. You squirm in discomfort as the moment drags on. At last she swallows again and your legs are flipped up overhead, leaving you a little disoriented. From there, it's a slow, barely assisted descent, gravity and the subtle shifting of her throat inching you deeper, nothing more. <<if $buttSize > 39>>That is, until she reaches your hips. <<if $breastSize > 34>>Like your chest, your<<else>>Your<</if>> butt has evidently plumped up enough that her hands-off approach won't cut it. Tightening her grip on your legs, she pushes down and swallow hard, dragging your cheeks down into her mouth... and leaving her tongue right on your crotch. She<<else>>With one exception--as soon as her tongue starts to graze your crotch, she<</if>> makes a few hurried swallows to rush past the awkward position.<<if $playerWilling > 0>> You're embarrassed to find you're actually a bit disappointed that she was so respectful of your boundaries...<</if>> Slowly but surely, your legs are pulled out of the cool outside air and into the humid embrace of her body. The stomach walls stretch to accommodate you as you curl up into the slimy space between. "//*BURRRRRRUUP..!*// That was... //*uuurrrrp*// kinda rough..." Sofia says. The stomach walls clench and convulse around you with every burp, seeming to remain a little tighter each time as the excess air is forced out. You feel her pat her belly in satisfaction. "You were //*urp*// delicious though, $name! Nice and comfy in there?<<if $preyName is "willing">> Hope you're not regretting your decision.<</if>>" "I wouldn't go that far, but I'm alright," you reply. You shift around a bit, kicking up some wet squishing sounds as you settle into a more comfortable position. "This does beat being //half// swallowed at least, that was really awkward..." "Excellent, you're doing wonderful so far, thank you both!" Aya says, her voice muffled by Sofia's stomach. "I'll have you hold a simple pose for a while so you can rest. $name, you just curl up into a neutral position, Sofia if you could rest your belly there..."<</if>> You're jostled around as Sofia follows her instructions, every little adjustment to her position nudging you inside of her. There's a flat surface gently pushing against you from below when she finally settles into the pose. "Perfect, perfect! Just stay exactly like that until I tell you to stop, I'll be putting a lot of detail into this one..." you hear Aya say. And then... nothing. Occasional groans and odd wet noises reach your ears from Sofia's body at work, but otherwise the room is silent. The walls gently shift and squeeze around you, a slimy massage against your bare skin, but Sofia herself is stock-still. You even start to notice the subtle rising and falling of her breath. It quickly becomes clear that this is all the next few hours are going to be for you--you're not really a model here, you're a //prop// packed neatly away in the sweltering confines of Sofia's body. "Is it alright if I talk?" Sofia asks. "It's a little awkward just silently staring off into space like this." "As long as you don't move your head," you faintly hear Aya reply. "Great! So, um, how's your semester going? You're a few years in already, right?" "I'm a junior, yes. All has gone well so far, I've started taking a capacity training course that I find quite interesting," Aya says. "It's an opportunity to explore some of the limits of the human form." "That does sound interesting! I don't know if that sort of training is right for me, but it's good to know what's available!" Sofia replies. "Does that only start being offered to juniors, or--" "Addendum: Please don't talk my ear off, even if you're staying still," Aya cuts in. "I do need to focus here." "Right! Right, sorry..." Sofia says with a nervous laugh. "So, um, how much longer do I need to hang out in here?" you chime in. "<<if $playerWilling > 0>>It's... actually almost nice the way your stomach is massaging me, but still really boring...<<else>>It's a little weird and already boring to just be sitting in a stomach like this...<</if>>" "Oh come on, I bet relaxing in my body's a whole lot cozier than standing around like I am!" Sofia says. "I think we've still got a lot ahead of us." "For this pose? It shouldn't be too much longer," Aya's muffled voice says. "But the session has only just started, you still have at least an hour left in there, probably more." You sigh, settling back into the quiet gurgling of your surroundings. A few more minutes pass, then you're almost startled as Sofia finally moves her body, jostling you around as she takes a few steps and shakes off the stiffness. The walls briefly tighten around you as she lets out a burp. "Finally! Thank goodness, I've had an itch on my butt for the last five minutes," Sofia says, chuckling. "We'll do a round of quicker poses now, if you're ready, no more than five minutes each," Aya says. "Getting $name involved to start, I want to practice a more dynamic belly. Sofia, I'd like you to arch your back to really emphasize your gut. And $name, find a position where you can push out against her stomach and hold it for a few minutes. Try not to squeeze her Sofia." "Of course! Shouldn't //*urp*// be a problem," Sofia replies. She pats her belly and laughs. "That doesn't count!" "So, something like... this?" you ask, pushing your arms and legs out against the walls. You keep the pressure light, just enough that it should be making some clear bulge on the outside. Her stomach is already straining to pull your limbs back into a tighter pose like this, there's no way you could hold anything more extreme for any extended period of time. "That works well enough, hold it right there please..." Aya says. You do your best, locking yourself into position even with the constant pressure working against you. A more aggressive groan rumbles through the walls in protest. Right as your arms begin to tremble a little, Aya clears you to relax. You let out a sigh of relief as you let yourself go limp, Sofia's stomach quickly tightening its warm embrace once again. "Alright, now Sofia if you could just rotate a little to the right... and $name, push out again like you're struggling, but in a different position than before," Aya says. "I really want to refine my understanding of how the belly stretches here." You do as your told, once again bracing yourself in a position that stretches Sofia's walls. The next few poses are much the same, just shifting your weight or pushing out with your arms and legs to distort the shape of Sofia's gut. Your time as an active participant is short lived, however, as soon enough you're back to being Sofia's idle belly stuffer while she strikes a few poses you can't really follow from your position inside of her. "Okay, you're doing great so far! I'd like to do one more long pose now, then just a few more quick ones after that to finish out," Aya says. "Are you both holding up okay?" "Doing great! I'm a little stiff, but this is actually pretty fun!" Sofia says. You can feel her idly rubbing her belly with one hand. "Having a spotlight on my body is exciting.~" "I'm alright," you say. With some embarrassment, you have to pause to stifle a yawn. "The antacid is definitely still working at least. <<if $eatenBySunnyRescue>>Believe it or not, this isn't even the longest I've been stuck in a stomach before...<<else>>I think this might be the longest time I've spent in a stomach before...<</if>>" "Good! Okay, Sofia I'm going to have you take a seat for this one," Aya says. "Get comfortable on the stool and shift your legs out to either side to give me a good view of $name." Sofia shifts into position, her thighs slightly intruding into your space from below as she takes a seat on the stool. You feel her resting her hands on you from the outside, practically massaging you for a while as Aya has her shift them around into the exact perfect position she's looking for. Then, stillness takes hold again beyond the subtle shifting of the flesh around you. Soft groaning and the faint beating of her heart fills your ears, a wet, relaxing warmth sinks into your bare skin from all angles, and before you even realize what's happening, your eyes gently close... ... You wake to the sound of a loud, muffled belch and the sensation of being squeezed from all angles. A flash of adrenaline instantly jolts you to full alertness as you recognize your surroundings--you're trapped in a stomach, someone ate you in your sleep! Of course, you only get one kick in before remembering that this was consensual. You blush in the darkness of her insides at the realization that you've been sleeping soundly in Sofia's stomach for who knows how long... "Oh, hehe... I guess that had been building a while..." Sofia says with a nervous laugh. She pats her belly. "I guess that works, I was gonna wake you up in a minute anyways!" "I, uh... I guess it was more comfortable in here than I thought..." you say. "Do you need me to pose again?" "Nope, we're all done!" "Indeed we are, thank you both so much! you made for a wonderful muse," Aya's muffled voice chimes in. You faintly feel a third hand rest on you from the outside. "Let her out in the shower please, I'm sure she'll want to clean up before she leaves." Sofia goes on the move, and before long you feel her stomach walls clamp down around you. Overwhelming waves of pressure squeeze you back into the tight tunnel of her throat, then out onto the tile floor of Aya's shower. You shiver--after spending so long wrapped up in the heat of Sofia's body, the air feels absolutely freezing. "Welcome back! You were a great partner," Sofia says. She's still naked, but clearly not even a little embarrassed by it anymore, standing in a confident pose with one hand on her hip. A sly smile spreads across her lips. "You know, if you ever want to rent out my personal sleeping bag again, I bet we could work something out.~" <<if ($playerWilling > 0) and ($playerHorny > 1)>>"You know what, maybe I'll be in touch," you say with a chuckle.<<else>>"Yeah, I think I'll pass," you say.<</if>> "Feel free to take as long as you need washing off," Aya says, ushering Sofia out of the room. "Thank you for being so cooperative!" You're quick to take her up on that, turning on the shower and letting the warm water rinse away the thick coating of slimy fluid Sofia's stomach left behind. You avoid lingering too long, not wanting to overstay your welcome in a Junior's dorm. Pleasantly surprised to find that Aya left you both a towel and your clothes, you dry off and get changed before heading back out into the dorm. Sofia is already gone, but Aya happily greets you. The two of you exchange the needed information for her to send you your payment through an app. "Thank you again $name, I truly appreciate the help! Live figure drawing sessions like this are the most effective way to hone my skills, I've found. I'll try to remember to send you the scans of my work from tonight," Aya says. You're taken by surprise as she pulls you into a quick hug, then pats you on the shoulder when she pulls away. "Au revoir! Enjoy the rest of your night! I'll be in touch the next time I'm in need of a model. You can be the pred next time if you'd like." You say your farewell, then step out into the hall to head back to your own dorm. [[Turn in for the night->October 29th- Night]]<<set $preyName to "!Err:setPreyName">>

<<Time 19>><<set $day9ArtistModel to 2>><<set $fullness += 5>><<set $outfitState to "gone">>\ "Sooo..." you say, another awkward pause taking over even with your roles settled. "How should we--" "Clothes," Aya says, shooting you a somewhat frustrated look. She sighs when there's no immediate reaction to that. "Honestly, this is silly. Would you be more comfortable if I stripped too?" "No, I think that would make it more weird actually," you say with a nervous chuckle. "Thanks though." "Well, hold on. I am kinda curious..." Sofia says, giving Aya a sheepish look. "Yes, it affects more than just my face," Aya says with a slight smile. "My belly is a beautiful marble when it's stuffed." "Cool! Um, sorry, that was probably rude... anyway I'll get naked now," Sofia says with a nervous laugh. She closes her eyes and takes a deep breath, then pulls off her blouse as casually as if she were getting ready to shower. Her pants drop and she kicks off her shoes, taking a brief moment to arrange her clothes in a neat pile off to the side. She smirks and strikes a quick pose under the glare of the lights, her dark underwear complimenting her soft tan skin. "Feels pretty nice to show off, really! Just felt a little put on the spot is all," she says. She starts to unhook her bra. "Come on $name, <<if ($breastSize > 44) and ($buttSize > 39)>>let's see that perfect body<<elseif $partyFaceSit>> show me that ass again<<else>>get to it<</if>>! It'll be weirder the longer you wait." "Yeah, good point," you reply. With a slight blush on your cheeks, you follow her lead, stripping down and placing your clothes in a pile next to Sofia's. You have one last moment of hesitation before sliding your underwear off as well. At first, you instinctively cover yourself with your arms, but quickly realize there's no point given what you've signed up to do and let it all hang free. "There, it's not so bad, right?" Aya says, standing up from the bed. "You both look wonderful, thank you for cooperating!" "Yeah, you're right! Feels kind of liberating," Sofia says with a laugh, striking another pose. Perhaps getting a little //too// comfortable, she leans over and pokes your exposed stomach<<if $breastSize > 44>>, her head coming close enough for her hair to graze your chest<</if>>. "Next part's probably not gonna be so fun for me though..." "Speaking of, let me get the antacid for $name," Aya says. She hands Sofia her sketchbook. "Here, I was sketching you two to warm up." "Woah, I look so pretty!" Sofia says with a grin. "These are great, can you send me a picture later?" "Of course!" Aya replies as she rummages through a box on the other side of the room. You lean over to take a look yourself. There are a few quick--though well done--sketches of you and Sofia while you were still clothed... including one very hasty, more cartoonish doodle of Sofia posing in her underwear while you pout with your arms crossed next to her. You can see why Sofia was particularly excited, as below those there's a more detailed headshot sketch of her with her wavy hair billowing in some imaginary breeze. "Here we go! $name, go ahead and take this, then we'll be ready to start," Aya says. She hands you an antacid tablet, which you promptly take. She retrieves her sketchbook, sits back down and rolls her shoulders, then gives you an excited look. "Okay, let's begin! I'm going to start with some gesture drawings of the swallowing process, so please take it slow. Stand with your side facing me, please." You oblige, positioning yourself so that Aya has a profile view. You gently place your hands on Sofia's shoulders, both of you blushing as you lock eyes. She gives you a little nod. After a brief moment of hesitation, her hair is tickling the back of your throat. Following Aya's instructions, you move slowly, gently easing your lips down toward her shoulders. Her head stretches your throat, the bulge ever so slightly inching forward along with your leisurely swallows. You have to fight to remain professional and keep your tongue as idle as possible--Sofia tastes //delicious//. Her soft skin has a sweet flavor you can't quite place thanks to whatever soap she uses, almost reminiscent of banana candy. Aya furiously scribbles away while Sofia slowly sinks down toward your stomach. Your throat starts to feel strained from the sluggish pace as your lips ease down along her chest. You can feel yourself blushing as her modest breasts slide through your mouth... especially when the slow pace makes it impossible not to notice that her nipples are unusually stiff. You briefly pick up the pace as a courtesy. "Hold it there for a moment..." Aya says just as you adjust your grip to prepare to lift Sofia into a better position. "Okay, now if you could lift her just high enough to tilt your head back for me and pause like that for a bit, please." You do as she says, lifting Sofia's petite body up to a more comfortable angle. She fidgets with her legs as she's left hanging in the air, some muffled attempt at talking tickling your throat. "Perfect, now turn to face me and swing her all the way overhead!" Aya says with a nod. "You're good to finish the job from there, just try to go a little slow for me still. I know this is probably getting rough for both of you, bear with it a little longer please." You hoist Sofia's legs up above you, turning to face forward now. Doing your best to oblige her requested pace, you barely swallow at all, mostly just holding your throat open enough for gravity and peristalsis to nudge your prey deeper. You keep one hand raised to guide her lower body as it sinks down through your strained, bulging throat, while the other rests on the growing swell of your belly. You're feeling desperate for a proper, unobstructed breath of air by the time your lips finally seal shut and her feet slip past the point of no return. "//*BURRRRRRUUP..!*// Whew... sorry that //*Uuurrrrrrp*//... going that slow was more intense than I //*urp*// expected..." you say, panting a little between belches. You rub your throat with one hand, the other idly caressing your heavy, naked gut. "You holding up okay, Sofia?" "That was... um... we'll just go with 'weird'," Sofia's muffled voice says, sounding a little flustered. She gently pushes forward, making a clear bulge on the outside. "I'm all good though!" "Excellent, you're doing wonderful so far, thank you both!" Aya says. She puts her sketchbook down for a moment and stands up, clasping her hands together. "I'll have you hold a simple pose for a while so you can rest. Sofia, you just curl up into a neutral position, $name if you could rest your belly there..." She guides you to stand at a certain angle with your belly slightly propped up on the stool she set out, one hand resting on top of it with the other at your side and your head slightly turned as if you were looking at something off in the distance. After making a few more little adjustments, she sits back down. "Perfect, perfect! Just stay exactly like that until I tell you to stop, I'll be putting a lot of detail into this one..." The room is quiet other than the slight scraping of her pencil against the paper and an occasional groan from your stomach. It's almost relaxing at first, but before long you find yourself itching to move. Sofia is the first to start fidgeting, your belly subtly shifting and bulging as you feel her move inside of you. Aya quickly reprimands her even for that minor adjustment, giving you the extra motivation to remain as still as you can. As time drags on--it must have been at least fifteen, maybe twenty minutes of the same pose by now--you find yourself getting increasingly nervous about being the center of attention like this. Of course, it's only Aya watching you, but the way the lights are blaring down on your naked body leaves you feeling utterly exposed. You're not sure whether you find it more flattering or embarrassing. "So... are you a senior? Junior?" you risk asking, the silence starting to get a little unbearable. "Junior. It's okay to talk, just don't move your head," Aya replies. She erases something, grumbling to herself, then glances up. "That wasn't you, you're doing great.<<if $breastSize < 10>> Just struggling with the shading on your chest, it's tough to capture those subtle curves right...<</if>>" "How's it going out there?" Sofia's muffled voice chimes in. "Can I move soon? It's kinda weird just sitting like this, you stomach is like... massaging me..." "And that's bad?" you say. "I'd think a massage would make it more bearable." "I said weird, not bad..." she replies with a slight laugh. "It shouldn't be too much longer, just hold steady..." Aya says. After another ten minutes or so, she finally puts her pencil down. You let out a sigh of relief and stretch your arms, some faint cracking sounds coming from your knees as you take a few steps in place to shake off the stiffness. A small burp escapes your lips as Sofia takes the opportunity to shift around inside of you. "There! We'll do a round of quicker poses now, no more than five minutes each," Aya says. "Getting Sofia involved to start, I want to practice a more dynamic belly. $name, I'd like you to arch your back to really emphasize your gut. And Sofia, find a position where you can push out against her stomach and hold it for a few minutes. Try not to squeeze her $name." You do as you're told, though almost lose your balance at first as Sofia shifts around to get into a somewhat comfortable position within you. The next few poses are quite similar, with you mostly just adjusting the angle you're standing at while Sofia moves around to vary how stretched or lumpy she's making your gut. Then she has you do a few more dynamic poses that you couldn't have held for a more than a couple minutes even if she'd wanted you to--leaning back with your hands on the stool for support and one leg in the air, possessively lifting your belly with your arms, squatting down low with your legs splayed out to make room for Sofia. You find yourself blushing again as she moves to sit on the floor quite close to you for the next few, wanting to try some sketches from a low-angle perspective. "Okay, you're doing great so far! I'd like to do one more long pose now, then just a few more quick ones after that to finish out," Aya says as she returns to her usual position. "Are you both holding up okay?" "My legs are a little sore, but being stuffed this long makes up for it," you reply with a chuckle, patting your belly. "More or less. I think this might be the longest I've been in a stomach before..." Sofia says. "The antacid seems to still be working at least." "Good! Okay, $name I'm going to have you take a seat for this one," Aya says. "Get comfortable on the stool and shift your legs out to either side to give me a good view of Sofia." You oblige, relieved to get off your feet after standing around for so long. With your belly hanging heavy in front of you to preserve some of your decency, it only feels a //little// awkward to spread your naked legs while looking directly at Aya. Even separated as far as you can comfortably maintain, your belly still rubs against your thighs. "Swivel a little bit to the right, please... okay, perfect! Now, go ahead and cradle your belly with your arms, one above, one lower down. Sofia, just settle into whatever position is most comfortable." "Um... like this?" you say, gently wrapping your arms around your belly. You feel Sofia fidget inside of you and quickly adjust your lower arm, realizing you had been perfectly groping her ass at first. "Looks good! Now if you could just tilt your head down to look at Sofia for me... perfect!" Aya says. She's already starting to draw. "Hold it just like that." At first, you're relieved--sitting like this is fairly comfortable, holding it should be even easier than the pose you started with. Then, only a few minutes in, there's a faint rumbling in your stomach and a familiar pressure starts to build just under your chest. You try to ignore it at first, fighting to stay still. The pressure increases; you swallow it back down. Aya slows down and squints at you. "Are you alright?" she asks. You give a weak nod... but even the brief //thought// of trying to say something in response is enough to make you lose the battle. The trapped air rushes up your throat, erupting into a belch that echoes off the walls of Aya's dorm and completely disrupts the position you'd been holding. You blush and cover your mouth. "S-Sorry... I //*uuurrrp*//... don't know where all that came from..." you say with a nervous laugh. "Woah, that was intense..." Sofia chimes in. Aya sighs, giving you an unamused look. "It's fine, just get back in position... Actually, make sure you got it all out first, I don't want any more interruptions." You sheepishly push out another burp, then ease back into the proper pose. This time, you don't run into any trouble, comfortably settling into your role for the next half hour or so. Staring down at your belly cradled in your arms starts to feel oddly intimate by the end, though it's offset by a growing concern at how quiet Sofia has been since the burping incident. The sound of a muffled snore offers a reasonable explanation. "I... think she fell asleep in there," you say, an amused look creeping onto your face. "Not unusual when I do this," Aya says. "I mean, she's been mostly sitting still while wrapped in a warm embrace for over an hour, it's more surprising that it took her this long than anything." "I guess that's a fair point," you say. "Are you--" "Just about done," she replies before you've even finished asking. After another minute or so, she puts her pencil down with a smile. "Okay, you can relax. I don't think I'll need Sofia to do anything else so she can keep resting." "Got it." You quickly take your hands arms off of your belly and lean back, stretching your stiff neck. "So, I think you said a few more? I'm not sure how much longer this antacid will last..." "Yes, we'll finish things off with a few short, more experimental poses," she says. She taps her cheek for a moment, then nods. "I'm going to have you stand up and get behind the stool, then lean forward to rest your hands on it, alright?" You do as she says... though start to feel flustered as soon as you lean forward <<if $breastSize > 24>>and feel your breasts pressing together<<else>>and start to think about how this pose comes across<</if>>. <<if $playerHorny > 2>>"Ah, so this //is// to help you draw porn after all," you say in a teasing tone. Aya shrugs. "Not exactly, but that is mostly what I get when it comes to commissions, yes," she replies. "I'm glad you're not off-put by that. The next pose I have in mind has a bit of an erotic slant as well." "Fine by me~" you say, having gotten pretty comfortable with the arrangement by now.<<else>>"This one's, um, a little provocative, isn't it..?" you say. "Yes, this and the next one I have in mind do have somewhat of an erotic slant. I did say we'd get a bit more experimental here," Aya replies with a shrug. "We can skip them if it makes you uncomfortable." "No, thats... it should be fine," you say.<</if>> Sure enough, the next pose sees you standing with your back to her with one hand on your hip, turning your head to look back at her over the opposite shoulder.<<if ($playerHorny > 3) and ($buttSize > 24)>> You teasingly shake your hips a little while you're settling into position, and though she doesn't give any real reaction you swear you see a faint blush creep onto her cheeks.<</if>> After that, she gets up and turns off most of the lamps, positioning the remaining one to be shining on you from underneath instead. She does a few quick sketches from different angles to explore how the unusual lighting plays off your belly, then finally sets her sketch pad down with a smile. "There, that should do it! Thank you both so much, you made for a wonderful muse," Aya says, clasping her hands together. She gets up and turns on the overhead light. "Oh, actually, is Sofia still asleep?" "Think so," you say, chuckling as you give your belly a gentle nudge with no response. Gripping it with both hands, you give it a much firmer shake. "Sofia! Rise and shine, it's time to get paid." You feel some slight shifting inside your stomach... then stumble forward as Sofia jolts awake and pushes out against the walls in a panic. She starts to frantically thrash about. "Wh-What!? How did... I..." she says, trailing off as her movement slows. "Oh, right, sorry $name! Wow, did I really fall asleep? How long was I out?" "A little //*uurp*// over a half an hour I think," you say. You give your belly a gentle pat. "We're all set now, I'll get you out in a minute. Unless you'd like to spend the night in there?" "No, no I'm good," she chuckles. "You weren't //that// comfortable." "Let her out in the shower please, I'm sure she'll want to clean up before she leaves," Aya says. You follow her as she grabs a towel for Sofia and ushers you into the bathroom. You take a deep breath, then plant your hands on your gut and start to force your prey back out. Sofia slides out from between your lips, her naked body coated in a thick layer of slimy fluid from her extended stay. She quickly pushes herself up and begins to stretch her stiff body, seeming a little flustered. "Whew, feels freezing in here... And that... actually, weirdly felt kind of nice..? I don't know..." Sofia mumbles, mostly to herself. "Feel free to take as long as you need washing off," Aya says with a slight laugh. "Thank you for being so cooperative!" Aya leads you back out into the dorm as the shower starts up behind you. While you start to put your clothes back on, the two of you exchange the needed information for her to send you your payment through an app. Before you leave, she lets you look through her sketches from the session. Most of them lack any real identifying features--only having blank guidelines for a face if she even included the head at all--but the detailed drawings from the two longer poses are unmistakably you. It's flattering to see yourself rendered so well. "Thank you again $name, I truly appreciate the help! Live figure drawing sessions like this are the most effective way to hone my skills, I've found. I'll try to remember to send you the scans of my work from tonight," Aya says. You're taken by surprise as she pulls you into a quick hug, then pats you on the shoulder when she pulls away. "Au revoir! Enjoy the rest of your night! I'll be in touch the next time I'm in need of a model." You say your farewell, then step out into the hall to head back to your own dorm. [[Turn in for the night->October 29th- Night]]

<<Time 14>>\ <<set $ateTiffany to 1>><<set $preyName to "Tiffany">><<set $preyHealthMax to 36>><<set $preyResilience to 4>><<set $preyFrustration to 0>><<set $preyExhaustion to 0>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "Tiffany_PredActions">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "Tiffany_Struggle">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "Tiffany(TEXT)">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Eat Tiffany- Failure">><<set $preySize to 5>><<set $fullness += $preySize>>\ <<set $day9SamHunt to 1>><<if ($ateCatherine is 1) and ($day9Hunt is "first")>><<set _badDay to true>><<else>><<set _badDay to false>><</if>> <<if $analAteOlivia or $ateNicole or $ateMaria>><<set _firstSophomore to false>><<else>><<set _firstSophomore to true>><</if>><<set _firstRelax to false>><<set _boobsTaunt to false>><<set _skillTaunt to false>><<set _samMassage to false>>\ <<if $minaEnd is "alive">><<set _swallow to true>>\ "You //really// wanna go then, huh?" the girl finally says. "Fine. Name's Tiffany, bitch, I like my food to kno--" Before she's even finished her thought, you take advantage of her distraction, wrapping one arm around her to pull her close and using the other to shove her head into your mouth. You swallow hard, doing your best to keep her locked down as she starts to struggle in outrage. She lets go of Mina in the process, who shuffles away to a safer distance. <<if $fullness > 5>>"Seriously, you're gonna take the lead looking like that?" Sam says, clearly a little annoyed. She still immediately moves to help you restrain her. "You'd better not mess this up..."<<else>>"Aw, come on, I had the perfect setup there..." Sam grumbles, though she still immediately moves to help you restrain her.<</if>> You stay focused on your meal, determined to punish this girl for daring to threaten Mina like that. Keeping a tight grip on her, you drag her into your throat past her shoulders with just a few swallows. Sam shifts her grip lower when she sees how well you've got her upper body locked down, grabbing the girl's legs and lifting her into the air to give you a better angle. Held off the ground with all her limbs restrained, there's nothing Tiffany can do but squirm indignantly as you swallow her down. Even so, she refuses to give up, clearly outraged by the turn of events. Odd vibrations tickle your throat as your flesh muffles her shouts of protest, shouts that become more aggressive when you start to pack her chest into your mouth. You savor the pleasant, faintly salty flavor of her smooth skin as you work to squeeze her impressive bust past your lips. It almost seems to get stuck at first, but a moment to let a coating of saliva build up and a heavy swallow squeezes her breasts down into your throat, which strains enough to contain them that you can feel the difference in pressure as they sink towards you stomach.\ <<else>>\ You lick your lips--<<if $fullness > 5>>you might have come along intending to help Sam, but with prey that enticing there's no way you could pass up the opportunity to show off and push your limits<<elseif _badDay>>after losing your breakfast and then narrowly missing this girl before, there's no way you could turn down an opportunity to make her yours<<elseif $day9Hunt is "first">>there's no way you're turning down another chance at a girl that enticing<<else>>there's no way you're passing up a girl like that<</if>>. You start to pick up the pace, hurrying toward the hall the girl just turned down. "Hey, back me up," is all you say to Sam, shooting her a teasing look. "Huh..?" she says. "Wait, <<if $fullness > 5>>you're not really gonna<<else>>did you<</if>>--" "Sorry, I saw her first so I call dibs~" you say with a grin. You pause at the intersection, spotting your target still leisurely making her way down the hall, no one else in sight. She doesn't seem to be on guard at all. After a moment's consideration, you decide rushing her is your best bet--if she's a sophomore like you suspect, you'll definitely want to take her by surprise. Plus, you wouldn't //entirely// put it past Sam to eat her regardless of your dibs if she's hungry enough and gets an opening, so you need to make this fast. You rush forward, practically sprinting down the hall as you barrel towards your unsuspecting prey. She darts her head back at the sound of your approaching footsteps, but she doesn't have the time to manage much more than turning around to face you before you pounce on her. With a yelp, she's pinned beneath you<<if $fat > 49>>r heavy weight<</if>> on the ground<<if $fullness > 5>>, your bloated belly firmly squished against her<</if>>. "Ow, my fucking back!" the girl says. She glares up at you through her thin-rimmed glasses. "Get the hell off of me, <<if ($fat > 49) or ($fullness > 5)>>fatass<<else>>you dumb <<if ($outfit is "skimpy") or ($outfit is "light")>>whore<<else>>bitch<</if>><</if>>..!" "Oh don't worry, you'll be somewhere more comfortable in just a minute," you say. "Oh nah," the girl says, with something between a laugh and a growl. "You think I'm just gonna roll over and take it, bitch?" You grunt as she manages to push one of her knees up into your stomach,<<if $fullness > 5>> painfully compressing what's left of $lastPrey inside,<</if>> and though you have her shoulders pinned, she still has enough leverage with her lower arms to resist. She grabs your sides... then<<if ($fat >49) or ($fullness > 5)>>, with a bit of difficulty, she manages to completely flip<<else>> in a disorienting maneuver completely flips<</if>> the tables on you, knocking you aside and rolling around to be pinning you instead. "Well hey, not a bad idea I guess~" she sneers. She moves one hand to your throat as she glares down at you, furious. "No way am I gonna end up in some crazy-ass freshman's gut! <<if $fullness > 6>>Did you seriously think you could handle me when you're not even on an empty stomach? This," she slaps your bloated belly, "is gonna be more of a pain than I'm in the mood for, but if you insist I guess I'll remind you how things work around here.<<else>>If you insist, I guess I'll remind you how things work around here, you little brat.<</if>> Name's Tiffany, by the way. I like my food to know.~"\ <> <<set $pacifist to false>> <<set _checkType to "oral">> <<set _baseline to 12>> <<set _modifier to 6>> <<include "voreCheck">> <> She licks her lips and starts to lean forward, opening her mouth wide. <<if _swallow>>You squirm against her grip, managing to shrug off her hold on your right shoulder for a moment. Thinking fast, you make a risky move and reach for the back of her head--pulling her //toward you// instead of shoving her away. Your would-be predator seems stunned as, in a split-second reversal, she finds herself neck deep in your waiting mouth. @@color:yellowgreen;You overpowered your prey.@@ Taking advantage of her momentary confusion, you get a firm hold on her arms and force her up off the ground, keeping her head firmly lodged in your throat as you push yourself up into a kneeling position right alongside her. You've barely finished when she starts to struggle, pushing back against your hold with a muffled cry of outrage. She starts to push with her legs, forcing herself up into a crouch for better leverage. You're locked in a stalemate, managing to keep her head locked down but failing every time you try to swallow her any further. "Keep her arms pinned," Sam says. Tiffany lets out a muffled yelp as Sam grabs her legs and hoists her up into the air. "You're gonna owe me for this..."<<else>>You squirm against her grip, but to no avail--she has you locked down tight. Before the thought occurs to you to call for help, you're plunged into the warm, slick embrace of her mouth. She swallows immediately, her throat gripping you tight as you're pulled deeper... only for the suffocating heat of her insides to abruptly pull away. "What the //FUCK//!?" Tiffany screams. She's been pulled back into an upright position, straddling you rather than pinning you... and Sam has a tight grip on her ponytail. "Do you have any idea how much that hurt?" "Hurry up, $name, or I'm gonna take over," Sam says. @@color:orange;Your strength failed you... but Sam had your back!@@ "Right, thanks..!" you blurt out. You scramble out from under the girl, shifting to kneel in front of her. Ignoring the torrent of insults she's throwing your way, you get a firm grip on her arms and lean forward with your mouth open wide, swallowing her down to her neck as quickly as you can. She lets out muffled yelp as Sam lets go of her hair and grabs her legs instead, hoisting her up into the air. "You're so gonna owe me for this..." she mutters.<</if>> Held off the ground with all her limbs restrained, there's nothing Tiffany can do but squirm indignantly as you get to work swallowing her down. Even so, she refuses to give up, clearly outraged by the turn of events. Odd vibrations tickle your throat as your flesh muffles her shouts of protest, shouts that become more aggressive when you start to pack her chest into your mouth. You savor the pleasant, faintly salty flavor of her smooth skin as you work to squeeze her impressive bust past your lips. It's such a tight fit that your tongue briefly gets //stuck// inside her deep cleavage as it's packed into the cramped space. A moment to let a coating of saliva build up and a heavy swallow pulls it loose as her breasts are dragged down into your throat, which strains enough to contain them that you can feel the difference in pressure as they sink towards you stomach.\ <</if>> "--dead you //BITCH//! Both of you brats are going to pay for this, you hear me!?" Tiffany shouts, her ranting becoming intelligible--though still muffled--as her head gets squeezed out into your stomach. "Who the hell do you think you're messing with!?<<if $fullness > 6>> Ugh, it's //disgusting// in here you slob!<</if>>" You roll your eyes, giving <<if $fullness > 6>>your belly a taunting pat in response. You can feel a bit more pressure inside, but just her head hasn't made any noticeable difference in its size.<<else>>the growing swell in your belly a taunting pat in response.<</if>> Sam chuckles, shaking her head in amusement. With Tiffany's arms firmly locked down by your throat at this point and Sam helping feed the girl's legs into your mouth, you elect to leave your hands resting on your gut, savoring the feeling as it <<if $fullness > 6>>begins to expand even further<<else>>expands<</if>>. Another swallow and her hips start to slide into your mouth, the lower half of her hourglass slowing you down almost as much as the top. You notice Sam blushing as her position treats her to an upskirt look at the girls plump butt--she doesn't look away for a second until Tiffany's miniskirt disappears down your throat. <<if $fullness > 6>>Here, your pace starts to seriously slow. With your stomach still in the middle of working through $lastPrey, you can feel your body straining to squeeze in Tiffany on top of that. It doesn't help that she's insisting on wriggling and throwing her weight around like a fish out of water the whole way down, making you fight for every inch to keep packing her into your overstuffed belly. You refuse to give up now, especially with <<if $minaEnd is "alive">>two of your friends<<else>>Sam<</if>> watching, and with a few more strained swallows finally feel her feet slip past the point of no return.<<if $fullness > $capacity>> A loud, worrying groan rumbles through your belly, your stomach already reaching its limits before her legs have fully left your throat.<</if>><<else>>Even as her legs steadily sink toward your stomach, well past the point that anyone could logically escape being swallowed, Tiffany wriggles and throws her weight around like a fish out of water the whole way down. By the time she's fully sealed inside your stomach, she's already angrily pummeling the walls.<</if>> <<if $minaEnd is "alive">>\ <<if $fullness > 6>>"//*BWOOOUuuuuurrrrup..!*// Fuck, I needed that<<if $fullness > $capacity>>... so //*uurrp*// tight<</if>>..." you say, panting slightly. You rest a triumphant hand on your strained belly for a moment, basking in the sensation of being so immensely stuffed, then lean back against the nearest wall with a sigh, quickly sliding down to sit on the floor. "Are you //*uuurrrp*// okay, Mina?"<<else>>"//*BWOOOUuuuuurrrrup..!*// Fuck, that was good..." you say, panting slightly. You rest a hand on your belly and let out a satisfied sigh as you lean back against the nearest wall for support, quickly sliding down to sit on the floor. "Are you okay, Mina?"<</if>> "Yes, thank you both! <<if $fullness > 6>>You are quite a terrifying predator, $name, your belly already looked large enough to hold me when you arrived. I am glad we are friends! <</if>>Are you certain you can handle that girl?" Mina says. "I got the impression she was quite dangerous..." "Oh don't you worry, I've got this--//*UUrrrrrup..!*//" A soggy pink ribbon flies out of your mouth and lands onto your gut, leaving a faint, slimy trail on your skin as it slowly slips off onto the floor. You chuckle and pat your belly. "I've got this handled~" you say<<if _firstSophomore>>, adding a whispered "I hope" under your breath<</if>>. "Honestly, I should rescue you this way more often!" "Even if she drops the ball, I can clean up her mess no problem," Sam says, leaning against the wall next to you. "So, uh... I don't think we've really talked outside of club before. How's it going..? Y'know, other than the whole 'almost eaten by a dangerous upperclassman' thing..." "Oh don't worry, this happens all the time. She's probably not even really shaken up at this point," you chime in. "Unfortunately true!" Mina chirps. "I am afraid I am nearly late for class at the moment, but I would be happy to catch up with you later. $name, I assume you will not be attending?" "Nah, Slate would kill me if I showed up like this," you chuckle, patting your oversized belly. "Good luck with your lab though!" "I will do my best!" Mina says. "Goodbye, and thank you again, I truly appreciate all your help." Just in case, you have Sam keep an eye on her as she heads off down the hall, watching until she heads into the room for Escapism. Sam takes a seat next to you when she returns. "Good thing we passed by when we did..." you say with a sigh. "Seriously. Mina's nice enough, but I have no idea how she's survived this long," Sam replies. "Honestly, it's //*urp*// mostly because of me." "Right... she should work on her skills as a predator," Sam says. "If she can just eat the people that bother her, being tiny and weak would stop mattering." "That //is// the solution I would expect from you," you chuckle. "Thanks for the help, by the way! You're the best."\ <<else>>\ <<if $fullness > 6>>"//*BWOOOUuuuuurrrrup..!*// Fuck, I needed that<<if $fullness > $capacity>>... so //*uurrp*// tight<</if>>..." you say, panting slightly. You rest a triumphant hand on your strained belly for a moment, basking in the sensation of being so immensely stuffed, then slowly start to scooch yourself over to lean against the wall.<<if _firstSophomore>> "I really hope I'm ready for this..." you add quietly.<</if>> "Wow, gotta admit, I'm impressed," Sam says, eying your oversized gut. It lets out a groan of appreciation--or more likely distress from Tiffany actively thrashing inside. "I mean, no way you would have pulled it off if I didn't step in, but still, an upperclassman //and// stuffing your gut that much? <<if ($samRival > 1) and ($samRival > $samRivalLoss)>>I know you're pretty good, but I still<<else>>I<</if>> didn't think you had it in you." "I've //*uurp*// got a //lot// in me right now," you say, chuckling. "I keep trying to tell you that you're not nearly as far ahead of me as you think, glad you're finally getting it.~" "We'll see. I'm gonna be mad if you stole prey like //that// from me just to lose it when you'd already eaten someone today," she replies, pouting. She takes a seat against the wall next to you. "Don't worry, I've //*uuurrrrrp*//... got this. Thanks for the help, by the way!" you say, grinning at her. "You're the best."<<else>>"//*BWOOOUuuuuurrrrup..!*// Fuck, that was good..." you say, panting slightly. You scooch yourself over to lean against the wall, idly rubbing your oversized belly. "Wow, she's a really lively one," Sam says, looking down at your thrashing gut. "Yeah I //*uuurrp*//... think she's //extra// mad about a freshman not just getting the drop on her, but //*urp*// flipping the tables //back// on her again after she tried a reversal," you say.<<if _firstSophomore>> "I really hope I'm ready for this..." you add quietly.<</if>> "Flipped the tables //with help//," Sam says, shooting you a look. She takes a seat on the floor next to you, looking a little grumpy. <<if !_swallow>>"She totally had you until I stepped in."<</if>> "Right, thanks for the help! You're the best," you say, grinning at her.<</if>>\ <</if>> "Yeah, yeah, I know," she says. You swear you can see the faintest red creeping onto her cheeks. "Just don't mess this up..."<<set $sceneAttack to 0>><<set $sceneDefense to 0>><<done>><<include $sceneActionsLink>><<replace "#actionReminder">><<PredActionReminder>><</replace>><<if $fullness > 5>><<set $acidStage to 1>><</if>><</done>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "predOptions">></div>\ <<set $samRival += 1>>

<<Time 14>><<if $fullness < 1>><<set $samSidekick += 1>><</if>><<set $day9SamHunt to 2>><<if ($ateCatherine is 1) and ($day9Hunt is "first")>><<set _badDay to true>><<else>><<set _badDay to false>><</if>><<if $minaEnd is "alive">><<set $samPrey.push({name: "Tiffany", status: "fodder", details: "a sophomore the two of you rescued Mina from"})>><<else>><<set $samPrey.push({name: "Tiffany", status: "fodder", details: "a sophomore you helped her catch"})>><</if>>\ <<if $minaEnd is "alive">>\ "You //really// wanna go then, huh?" the girl finally says. "Fine. Name's Tiffany, bitch, I like my food to kno--" Before she's even finished her thought, you shove her towards Sam with one arm while pulling Mina away with the other. Caught off guard, you easily break her grip, and Sam instantly takes advantage of the opening you gave her. You guide Mina back to a safer distance while Sam swallows Tiffany down to her shoulders. "You okay?" you ask Mina. "Yes, thank you both! Are you certain Sam can handle that girl?" Mina says. "I got the impression she was quite dangerous..." "Oh, I don't think you have to worry about her," you say with a chuckle. "But, better safe than sorry." You hurry back over to Sam, grabbing Tiffany's arms right as Sam finishes pulling in her oversized chest. She thrashes in protest, but with both of you holding her tight there's little she can do to resist. Her curves stretch Sam's throat as her body gradually disappears from sight, sinking down past her chest and into the swelling bulge in her stomach. You can see her sweatshirt straining to contain it. With every swallow her belly grows, the fabric tightens. Her pale skin starts to show as the bottom of her gut forces her clothes to slide up. You lift Tiffany as Sam works her down, keeping things smooth and effortless right to the end. Her legs disappear down her throat; the bulge in her neck vanishes with a final swallow. Sam has a strained look on her face and immediately reaches for the zipper on her sweatshirt. Her belly seems to lurch forward and hang a little lower the moment it's unzipped. "//*UUURRrrrp!*// Aah, that's better..." Sam says, giving her heavy gut a satisfied pat. "Should have //*urrp*// undone that //first//, rookie mistake." "Bet it felt good relieving that pressure though," you say. "Oh yeah~" Sam says with a smirk. "Thanks for the help, she was delicious!" "You //BITCH//!" Tiffany's muffled voice roars. Sam's belly lurches to the side, forcing her to widen her stance for balance. The surface continues to morph and shift as she thrashes around, shifting with rounded bulges that faintly reveal how she's positioned inside. "Who the hell do you think you're messing with!? You two are //dead// when I get out of here..!" "You know, I //don't// like giving my food my name," Sam says, prodding one of the bulges in her gut, "but since you keep trying to throw yours around... My name's Sam." Tiffany groans in annoyance, her efforts briefly slowing without Sam needing to elaborate further. "God. Damn it. Sam as in queen bitch's bratty little sister? For real?" she says. With a frustrated grunt, she kicks to life again. "No wonder you managed to get me down..." "That's right. You can struggle if you want, but you're not going anywhere..." Sam says, glaring down at her gut. She gives it a tight squeeze, clenching her muscles and pushing in on either side. You hear a low rumble, then she lets out a loud belch... which carries a soaked pink ribbon back out with it. "Heh, thought I felt something stuck in there." She pats her belly with a grin, the anger washing out of her face alongside the burp. "Anyways... you okay Mina?" "Indeed, thank you very much!" Mina says, coming over to join the two of you. She studies Sam's squirming gut for a moment before continuing. "That was quite impressive." "Heh, this was nothing, but thanks. Happy to take the meal off your hands," Sam chuckles. "So, uh... I don't think we've really talked outside of club before. How's it going..? Y'know, other than the whole 'almost eaten by a dangerous upperclassman' thing..." "Oh don't worry, this happens all the time. She's probably not even really shaken up at this point," you chime in. "Unfortunately true!" Mina chirps. "I am afraid I am nearly late for class at the moment, but I would be happy to catch up with you later. $name, are you coming?" <<if $fullness > 0>>"Nah, Slate would be angrier with me for showing up like this than skipping," you say with a chuckle, patting your bloated belly. "Good luck with your lab though!" "Oh, true enough! I will do my best," Mina says. "Goodbye, and thank you again, I truly appreciate all your help."<<else>>"No, sorry, I think I'm gonna stick with Sam, make sure she's got Tiffany handled alright," you say. "I do." "See, she's desperately in need of assistance," you say. "Good luck with your lab though!" "I will do my best!" Mina says. "Goodbye, and thank you again, I truly appreciate all your help."<</if>> Just in case, you keep an eye on her as she heads off down the hall, all the way until you see her head into the room for Escapism. You sigh as you rejoin Sam. "Good thing we passed by when we did..." you say. "Seriously. Mina's //*uurp*// nice enough, but I have no idea how she's survived this long," Sam replies. "Honestly, it's mostly because of me." "Right... she should work on her skills as a predator," Sam says. "If she can just eat the people that bother her, being tiny and weak would stop mattering." "That //is// the solution I would expect from you," you chuckle. "Shut up and pay attention to me already..! I don't care //who// you are, no fucking //freshman// is taking me down..!" Tiffany roars.\ <<else>>\ "Got one," you say, directing Sam's attention toward the other hall.<<if _badDay>> As enticing as the opportunity is, you don't even want to risk the disappointment of another failure with your track record today.<</if>> <<if $fullness > 0>>"And you're lucky I'm already full, because she looks //incredible//."<<elseif !$pacifist>>"And you're gonna owe me one for letting you take the lead here, because she looks //incredible//."<<else>>"And she looks //incredible//, you're not gonna want to let her slip away."<</if>> "Really? I didn't see anything, you'd better not be messing with me," Sam replies. "Really, she just turned the corner," you say. "Didn't look like a freshman to me, but I doubt that's a problem for you." "Makes it better, actually~" she says with a grin. "C'mon then, we don't wanna let her get too far ahead!" The two of you hurry forward to peer around the corner. You spot the buxom girl still leisurely making her way down the hall, no one else in sight. "Wow, you weren't kidding..." Sam says. There's an excited glint in her eye, and a faint bit of red on her cheeks. "Okay, she's definitely at least a sophomore, and I can tell just from how she's walking that she's the type to be really full of herself. You okay taking a bit of a risk for me?" "With you backing me up? Yeah, I trust you," you say<<if $samRomancePlayerInit > 0>>, giving her a warm smile<</if>>. "What's your plan?" "You're gonna go keep her distracted. She's gonna know you're a freshman, and unless I'm //way// off base about her she's got too big of an ego to run from one. So you go catch up with her and, like, act like an overconfident pred taunting her before you eat her, or something like that. Keep her looking the other way so I can rush in," Sam explains. <<if $samRel > 4>>"And just, uh, y'know, be careful..." she adds a bit sheepishly. "I mean, I've totally got your back and you'll be fine, but she is an upperclassman that's probably going to try to eat you."<<else>>"She'll... probably try to eat you, but it'll be fine, I'll get there before she does anything serious. Sound good?"<</if>> "Definitely risky... but that seems like a solid enough plan," you say,<<if $samRel > 4>> grinning at her concern<</if>>. You nod. "Let's do this." You hurry ahead to catch up with the girl, doing your best to move quietly until you close in on her. She makes a subtle glance back, clearly noticing you but not yet showing any concern. You're able to overtake her fairly easily at the pace she's walking. "Hey there," you say, stepping out to block her path with a grin. "I love your outfit! It really screams 'eat me', and I was just on my way to lunch.~" "Um, the fuck?" the girl replies, glaring at you through her thin-rimmed glasses. She puts a hand on her hip and gives you a look somewhere between amusement and annoyance. She's a few inches taller than you. "You wake up with a death wish or something freshie?" "Oh, you think that's gonna scare me off? You sophomores are always like this, thinking you're untouchable even though you're barely a year ahead. Some of us are fast learners, you know," you say, mentally crossing your fingers that you're right about her grade. "It's alright, the cocky ones taste better.~" "Well what do you know? Something we agree on~" the girl sneers. She grabs the front of your shirt before you can react, pulling you closer so forcefully that you almost faceplant into her oversized chest. "Name's Tiffany, bitch, I like my food to know." She licks her glossy lips. "I'll make this quick.~" Just as you feel the heat of her breath wash across your face, she yelps and gets pulled away. You jump back the moment she loosens her grip, catching sight of Sam holding her ponytail in one hand. Before TIffany can react to the sudden interruption, Sam reaches around and grabs her left shoulder with her right hand, practically threading her arms through the girl's cleavage as she pulls her close. She uses her other hand to shove TIffany's head back towards her waiting mouth. "Who the fu--//mmph//!" Tiffany starts to scream, her voice quickly muffled as her head slips between Sam's lips. Shaking off the close call, you hurry in to assist Sam, grabbing Tiffany's arms to hold her steady while she works her way over her shoulders. She clearly has some difficulty with her prey's heavy chest, needing to slow down and squeeze her breasts flatter to draw them into her mouth. <<if $samInfo11 > 0>>It certainly was necessary to some degree, but you can't help raising an eyebrow at just how grabby she was being... and the clear pause she makes before properly swallowing them once they're in.<<else>>There's a moment of pause once they're in, then she resumes her meal with an audible gulp.<</if>> Tiffany thrashes in protest, but with both of you holding her tight there's little she can do to resist. Her curves stretch Sam's throat as her body gradually disappears from sight, sinking down past her chest and into the swelling bulge in her stomach. You can see her sweatshirt straining to contain it. With every swallow her belly grows, the fabric tightens. Her pale skin starts to show as the bottom of her gut forces her clothes to slide up. You lift Tiffany as Sam works her down, keeping things smooth and effortless right to the end. Her legs disappear down her throat; the bulge in her neck vanishes with a final swallow. Sam has a strained look on her face and immediately reaches for the zipper on her sweatshirt. Her belly seems to lurch forward and hang a little lower the moment it's unzipped. "//*UUURRrrrp!*// Aah, that's better..." Sam says, giving her heavy gut a satisfied pat. "Should have //*urrp*// undone that //first//, rookie mistake." "Bet it felt good relieving that pressure though," you say. "Oh yeah~" Sam says with a smirk. "Thanks for the help. You picked a great meal, she was delicious!" "You //BITCH//!" Tiffany's muffled voice roars. Sam's belly lurches to the side, forcing her to widen her stance for balance. The surface continues to morph and shift as she thrashes around, shifting with rounded bulges that faintly reveal how she's positioned inside. "Who the hell do you think you're messing with!? You two are //dead// when I get out of here..!" "Aw, mad you fell for the obvious bait?" you say, giving Sam's gut a poke. "Looks like you were right on the mark about her, Sam! She didn't take the chance to intimidate me with a correction when I called her a sophomore, so that's probably what you're dealing with." Tiffany groans in annoyance, her efforts briefly slowing. "God. Damn it. Sam as in queen bitch's bratty little sister? For real?" she says. With a frustrated grunt, she kicks to life again. "No wonder you managed to get me down..." "That's right. You can struggle if you want, but you're not going anywhere..." Sam says, glaring down at her gut. She gives it a tight squeeze, clenching her muscles and pushing in on either side. You hear a low rumble, then she lets out a loud belch... which carries a soaked pink ribbon back out with it. "Heh, thought I felt something stuck in there." She pats her belly with a grin, the anger washing out of her face alongside the burp. "Oh just you wait! I don't care //who// you are, no fucking //freshman// is taking me down..!" Tiffany roars.<</if>> "Yeah, yeah, heard it before..." Sam says, rolling her eyes. She takes a few steps closer to the wall, seemingly planning to sit down, only to stumble and brace herself against it instead. Her gut lurches to the side as Tiffany continues to throw her weight around in outrage. Sam grunts and slams her belly against the wall before easing down to sit, clutching at it with one hand. \ <<link "Offer her a belly rub">><<replace "#choice">>\ <<set $samRomancePlayerInit += 1>>\ "She looks like she's putting up quite a fight in there, is your stomach holding up alright?" you say, moving to sit next to her. "Of course, she doesn't stand a chance! Well, she's a //little// tougher than I expected, but I can tell she's already //*urp*// running out of steam," Sam says. "Sorry, I didn't mean to imply the great Sam McKenn might be struggling with her meal," you say in a slightly mocking tone. You give her a sly smile. "But you know I'm good with my hands--care for a belly rub?" She stares at you for a moment, a faint blush spreading across her cheeks. Then she shrugs, smirking. "Sure, if you're offering.<<if ($reputation[0] is "escape") or ($samSidekick > 1) or ($samRivalLoss > 1)>> Pampering a real pred does definitely feel <<if ($samSidekick > 1) or ($samRivalLoss > 1)>>more your speed<<else>>right for you<</if>>.~" "Hey, I might stop offering if you get too smug about it," you tease.<<else>>"<</if>> You shift your position, moving to kneel in front of her instead. You lock eyes with her as you reach forward and gently rest your hands on the warm surface of her pale gut. She somehow looks both smug and nervous at the same time. "Hey! Fuck off out there..!" Tiffany grunts, immediately pushing back against your hands. "This is between me and her!" <<if $minaEnd is "alive">>"Wrong! You messed with Mina, which means you messed with //me//," you say, pushing in much harder for a moment. "Now settle down, food doesn't talk.~"<<else>>"Food doesn't talk~" you chide, pushing in deeper.<</if>> You feel the odd sensation of Sam clenching her stomach muscles while you massage it from the outside, squeezing her prey as punishment for the insult. She lets out a sigh and a soft belch as you work your hands along the strained surface of her gut, rubbing and kneading at it in soothing patterns. A satisfied groan rumbles up from inside. "That feels great..." Sam says with a sigh. "You really are good at this." "Told ya~" you say with a slight laugh. You lean forward, pushing in hard enough on the lower end of her belly to kick up some muffled sloshing. "You know, your skin is really soft." Sam locks eyes with you as you carry on your soothing efforts. She blushes and quickly averts her gaze again before long... <<if $samInfo11 > 0>><<set $samInfo11 to 2>><<set $samInfo12 to 1>>"Uh, thanks..." she says. "You, um, do remember that..." "Yeah, you're straight, I know. I'm just helping out a friend here!" you say. You wince for a brief moment--the two of you have never really talked about the time you asked her out after that night at Emma's party, coming to an unspoken agreement to simply pretend it didn't happen. But, while you're on the subject you can't help yourself from probing a little to see how honest she was being. "You know, I am curious though--have you ever had a boyfriend before?" "Oh, uh, not really, no. Most guys are kinda scared off by //*urp*// this," she says, patting her gut with a nervous laugh. "...and the one guy that asked me out anyways ended up in there before the end of the first date, soo..." "Ha, nice. I think that //kinda// counts," you say, smirking. "Maybe you just confused hunger with attraction there." "Honestly, you're probably right," Sam chuckles. "There was also this other time that Maeve forced me to go to this dumb Spring Dance thing our school held, and I asked a guy I thought I found cute to be my date. We didn't make it five minutes before I ate him and bailed." "Hey, if he was worth your time, he wouldn't have gotten eaten," you say with a laugh. "Exactly! It would have never worked out if they lost to my appetite that easily." "I'm sure you'll be able to find someone one of these days. I mean, //I// would love to have a hot apex predator for a girlfriend, so I'm sure there's guys out there that feel the same," you say. You crack a small smile--that comment definitely made her a little more flustered. "Though your opportunities are probably pretty limited here at an all girls school..." "Eh, I like eating girls better //*urp*// anyways so I'll take the tradeoff," Sam replies with a shrug. "Oh yeah?" you say, raising your eyebrows. You lean in a little closer, working your hands along the underside of her gut<<if $fullness > 1>>, your own potbelly nudging against it a little in this position<</if>>. "Y-Yeah, I, um, I mean--" "Oh my god, can you guys //NOT// flirt while I'm still stuck in here..!" Tiffany shouts, cutting her off. Her gut lurches to the side. "Spit me out and get a room!" "Wha--flirting?? We're talking about guys, idiot, not--oh just shut up and digest already!" Sam says, blushing a bit harder as she crushes her gut into submission. "I think that's enough on the massage, thanks. Let's, uh... //*OUuurrup*//... talk about something else..."<<else>>"Um, thanks, I think..?" she says with a nervous laugh. As your hands knead against what must have been a particularly tender point, you hear her let out a soft moan. She immediately gets much more flustered. "I, uh, I think that's enough for now on the massage, thanks..!"<</if>> "Of course," you say, smiling as you shift back over to sit beside her. "Let me know if she starts giving you any trouble again."\ <</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</link>> <<link "Keep it casual and let her handle it herself">><<replace "#choice">>\ "She looks like she's putting up quite a fight in there, is your stomach holding up alright?" you say, moving to sit next to her. "Of course, she doesn't stand a chance! Well, she's a //little// tougher than I expected, but I can tell she's already //*urp*// running out of steam," Sam says. "Good, wouldn't want to have to clean up your mess," you say, shooting her a teasing look. "Oh shut //*urp*// up," she says with a laugh, lightly punching your arm.\ <</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</link>> As Sam predicted, after her initial outrage that seemed to actually be causing some problems, Tiffany settles down, clearly having exhausted herself. She never gives up entirely, but keeping her down seems effortless for Sam at this point. Even when her belly lurches to the side or warps to the point of looking strained by the movement inside, she rarely responds with anything more than a satisfied rub anymore. The two of you keep chatting with each other over the growing background noise of groaning and sloshing amplified by the acoustics of the hall. "Halloween's coming up soon," you say, breaking the silence after an awkward pause in the conversation. "You planning on going to the party the school is throwing?" "Eh, probably not. School events are always lame," Sam replies with a shrug. "Oh come on, it could be fun! I heard the school actually puts a lot of effort into this stuff," you say. "Even if it is lame, these sorts of things are still a good excuse to hang out and meet people.<<if $totalPrey > 2>> And eat people, of course.<</if>>" "Geez, you sound like Maeve," Sam says, rolling her eyes. "As far back as high school she's been on my case about 'socializing' and 'leaving some people as friends instead of food' whenever I ignore events like this." <<if $maeveDisrespect > 0>>"Wait, Maeve has friends?" you say, with mock surprise. "Hey, don't be rude!" Sam says, shooting you a look. "I mean her and Matilda hang out all the time, I know you've seen it. They've been friends for a few years now." "Really? I always thought she was like an obligatory evil henchman that got assigned to her," you say. You laugh; Sam seems unamused. "Still, advising you //against// eating people doesn't sound like 'the queen' at all."<<else>>"Really? Advising you //against// eating people doesn't sound like 'the queen' at all," you reply.<</if>> "Quit... Ignoring me..!" Tiffany's muffled voice cuts in, accompanied by renewed shifting and squirming in Sam's gut. "I don't care about your stupid small talk... get me out of here already!" You and Sam both glance down at her belly for a moment. Smirking, you pointedly ignore her comment. "Honestly, I'm with you there," Sam says. "I //*uurp*// already have you and Leila, and eating people is the whole point of this place, I'm kinda surprised she stuck to the same stance here. Halloween is kind of a dumb holiday anyways. I mean, trick-or-treating was nice as a kid--especially since everyone gave us extra candy when I went with Maeve--but I never liked dressing up, so there's really nothing to care about as an adult." \ <<link "Insist that she should come so the two of you can hang out">><<replace "#halloween">><<set $samHalloween to 1>>\ "Hey, seriously, I think you should come! I'll definitely be going, we could hang out all night," you say with a smile. You gesture towards her stuffed belly. "We'll make our own fun even if the party sucks." "I don't know, I don't have a costume or anything..." she says, shifting in place a little. "I don't think dressing up is required! And I'm sure you can throw something a little Halloweeny together if you wanted, doesn't need to be elaborate or anything," you say. "I bet you could get your hands on some of those animal ear headbands pretty easily, go as the big bad wolf--then you even have an excuse to eat someone to complete the look!" "Hmm, that is tempting..." "C'mon, you know you wanna!" you say. "Yes or no?" "Fine, fine, I guess I'll go with you if you're gonna be so pushy," she says with a laugh.<<if $samRomancePlayerInit > 1>> "Just as friends, right?" You cock your head a little, a slight smirk spreading across your lips. "What else would we go as?" Bright red floods the space between her freckles and she averts her gaze. "R-Right, sorry, I meant as in like, just to hang out and not do halloween stuff, you know?" she says with a nervous laugh. "But yeah I'll... //*uuurrrp*//... I'll go. Should be an easy place to find more prey at least."<<else>> "Should be an easy place to find more prey at least."<</if>> "Awesome! I'm gonna hold you to that now," you say with a smile. "It'll be a great time, promise." "Well I'm gonna hold you to //that//," she replies, matching your grin.<</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue2" "hide">><</link>> <<link "Let her be lame">><<replace "#halloween">>\ "I guess that's fair," you say. "Just gonna ignore the whole thing then?" "Well, I'll probably still sneak out to grab a quick snack," she says, chuckling as she pats her belly for emphasis.<</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue2" "hide">><</link>> Despite Tiffany's protests and rage, the movement in Sam's gut gradually slows and stops altogether while the two of you chat, her gut visibly softening by the time your conversation winds down. Stretched, lumpy flesh becomes plush and smooth, wrapped around nothing but an agreeable mass of thick liquid now. A groan that makes the exterior subtly shudder rumbles through her belly... "//*BWUUUuuurrrrp..!*// Ah, that's been brewing for a while..." Sam says with a satisfied sigh, her burp faintly echoing through the empty hall. She sinks her fingers into the soft surface of her gut and gives it a little shake. "Pretty positive that's another sophomore down.~ Surprised her glasses never came back up, that happens, like, nine times out of ten with prey that have them. It's like stomachs don't //*urp*// want them or something." <<if !$pacifist and ($fullness < 1) and (($samSidekick < 2) or ($samRival > 1))>>"Heh, yeah..." you say, eying her belly. Seeing how satisfied she looks, your own stomach lets out a jealous growl<<if _badDay>>... though more likely it's just protesting that you still haven't eaten //anything// that stayed down today despite multiple potential opportunities<</if>>. "So, uh, any chance of getting back to it now..?" "Huh? Oh, you mean..." she says, sheepishly glancing between her bloated belly and your flat stomach. "Yeah, sorry, I'm not really in any shape to be walking around looking for more //*urp*// prey. Plus, classes are probably over by now, it'll be tougher." "Yeah, I figured," you say with a sigh. "Dining hall for me, I guess." "Well, probably about time to head out..." Sam says.<<else>>"Yours must be greedy today," you chuckle. "She's always greedy~" Sam says, patting her belly. "Well, probably about time to head out."<</if>> With a grunt, Sam starts to push herself up off the ground. She stumbles and almost falls forward onto her belly, its contents sloshing around from the sudden movement. You briefly poke a bit of fun at her before helping her get steady. She stretches out her back--pushing out one last belch in the process--then starts to waddle her way down the hall. "Thanks for the help, $name, you really know how to pick 'em," she says. "We should do this more often." <<if ($samSidekick > 1) and ($samRival < $samSidekick)>>"Anytime! I'm happy to help you stay stuffed," you say. You slow down your walking pace to match hers. "And that's what I love about you!" she says with a laugh.<<if $samRomancePlayerInit > 0>> Her expression grows a little flustered after a moment--you can practically hear her debating whether she should clarify what she meant by "love" there.<</if>><<else>>"Sure, but it's my turn to get first prey next time," you say. You slow down your walking pace to match hers. "We'll see~" Sam says.<</if>><<if $samRel < 4>> <<Sam 1>><</if>> The two of you carry on your way down the hall and--eventually--downstairs, parting ways with a friendly farewell when you arrive at your dorm. Heading inside, you hear the shower running--Emma is probably getting cleaned up after the Escapism lab. <<if $leahInquiry2 > 1>>Checking the time, you immediately turn around and step back into the hall--it's right around the time you told Leah you would meet up with her to see her costume. You head upstairs again to make your way to her dorm. [[Meet up with Leah->October 29th- Afternoon: Leah Costume]]<<else>>You check the time, noting that the dining hall won't have quite started serving dinner yet. <<if _badDay>>As hungry as you are, this<<else>>This<</if>> little bit of downtime could be a good opportunity to get a workout in. [[Relax and kill time until dinner->October 29th- Dinner]] [[Hit up the gym->October 29th- Workout]]<</if>>\ \

<<if $preyHealth <= 0>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $fullness > 6>><<set $ateTiffany to 3>><<else>><<set $ateTiffany to 2>><</if>> As worrying as her initial outrage was, it gradually becomes clear that you've outlasted her. She's completely exhausted, struggling to muster any real resistance at all at this point, let alone anything like the pain she was bringing at the start. Not that she shows any signs of being ready to admit that. "You... aren't... keeping me down..!" she grunts. She makes a weak kick forward; it barely even moves your gut. "Yeah, yeah, keep telling yourself that," you say, patting your belly. You intentionally push out a burp to taunt her, then turn your attention to Sam instead. "So, Halloween's coming up soon. You planning on going to the party the school is throwing?" "Eh, probably not. School events are always lame," Sam replies with a shrug. "Oh come on, it could be fun! I heard the school actually puts a lot of effort into this stuff," you say. "Even if it is lame, these sorts of things are still a good excuse to hang out and //*urp*// meet people.<<if $totalPrey > 2>> And eat people, of course.<</if>>" You find yourself idly drumming your fingers on your gut as you talk, unable to keep yourself from grinning. If Tiffany's boasting was at all credible, you have<<if _firstSophomore>> not just an upperclassman, but<</if>> one of the //best// predators in the sophomore class helpless in your gut.<<if $fullness > 6>> Your //overstuffed// gut--it's still not even done processing $lastPrey.<</if>> Over a year of training and building up a reputation at the school, just to end up padding out your waistline before you've even finished a semester... <<if $fullness > 6>>you've really outdone yourself here<<else>>it's thrilling<</if>>. "Geez, you sound like Maeve," Sam says, rolling her eyes. "As far back as high school she's been on my case about 'socializing' and 'leaving some people as friends instead of food' whenever I ignore events like this." <<if $maeveDisrespect > 0>>"Wait, Maeve has friends?" you say, with mock surprise. "Hey, don't be rude!" Sam says, shooting you a look. "I mean her and Matilda hang out all the time, I know you've seen it. They've been friends for a few years now." "Really? I always thought she was like an obligatory evil henchman that got //*uurp*// assigned to her," you say. You laugh; Sam seems unamused. "Still, advising you //against// eating people doesn't sound like 'the queen' at all."<<else>>"Really? Advising you //against// eating people doesn't sound like 'the queen' at all," you reply.<</if>> "Quit... Ignoring me..!" Tiffany's muffled voice cuts in, accompanied by renewed shifting inside of you. It doesn't accomplish anything more than kicking up some faint sloshing sounds. "I don't care about your stupid small talk... get me out of here already..!" You and Sam both glance down at your belly for a moment. Smirking, you pointedly ignore her comment. "Honestly, I'm with you there," Sam says. "I already have you and Leila, and eating people is the whole point of this place, I'm kinda surprised she stuck to the same stance here. Halloween is kind of a dumb holiday anyways. I mean, trick-or-treating was nice as a kid--especially since everyone gave us extra candy when I went with Maeve--but I never liked dressing up, so there's really nothing to care about as an adult." <<link "Insist that she should come so the two of you can hang out ">><<replace "#halloween">><<set $samHalloween to 1>> "Hey, seriously, I think you should come! I'll definitely be going, we could hang out all night," you say with a smile. You pat your stuffed belly and shoot her a knowing look. "We'll make our own fun even if the party sucks." "I don't know, I don't have a costume or anything..." she says, shifting in place a little. "I don't think dressing up is required! And I'm sure you can throw something a little Halloweeny together if you wanted, doesn't need to be elaborate or anything," you say. "I bet you could get your hands on some of those animal ear headbands pretty easily, go as the big bad wolf--then you even have an excuse to eat someone to complete the look!" "Hmm, that is tempting..." "C'mon, you know you wanna!" you say. "Yes or no?" "Fine, fine, I guess I'll go with you if you're gonna be so pushy," she says with a laugh.<<if $samRomancePlayerInit > 1>> "Just as friends, right?" You cock your head a little, a slight smirk spreading across your lips. "What else would we go as?" Bright red floods the space between her freckles and she averts her gaze. "R-Right, sorry, I meant as in like, just to hang out and not do halloween stuff, you know?" she says with a nervous laugh. "But yeah I'll... I'll go. Should be an easy place to find more prey at least."<<else>> "Should be an easy place to find more prey at least."<</if>> "Awesome! I'm gonna hold you to that now," you say with a smile. "It'll be a great time, promise." "Well I'm gonna hold you to //that//," she replies, matching your grin.<</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</link>> <<link "Let her be lame">><<replace "#halloween">> "I guess that's fair," you say. "Just gonna ignore the whole thing then?" "Well, I'll probably still sneak out to grab a quick snack," she says, chuckling.<</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</link>> The two of you keep chatting for a while, eventually realizing that Tiffany has been uncharacteristically quiet. You rest a hand on your belly, taking note of how soft it's gotten, then give it a little nudge. Immediately, a deep, satisfied groan rumbles through your stomach... "//*UUUUuuurrrp..!*// About time~" you say, grinning as you pat your belly. "So, does this make //me// top of the sophomore class now?" @@color:lime;Tiffany has been digested!@@ "Don't get ahead of yourself," Sam says. <<if $fullness > 6>>"Although I gotta admit, I //am// impressed you pulled this off. You're still going to be working through her tomorrow with a gut that size. Just, uh, leave some for me next time, alright?" "We'll //*uuurrrp*// see~" you say.<<else>><<if _firstSophomore>>"Not bad though, I'm impressed you actually kept her down<<if $progress > 2>>... mostly<</if>>."<<else>>"I guess it //is// a little impressive though, she was going nuts when you first got her down."<</if>> "Aw, thanks."<</if>> You slowly push yourself up onto your feet, the <<if $fullness > $capacity>>tightly packed contents of your belly still managing to slosh<<else>>contents of your belly sloshing<</if>> around as you heave it up off of the ground. Sam casually stands across from you while you struggle through getting upright under the added weight. Not once does she offer to help, and even gives a knowing smirk when you shoot her a look--she's probably still a //little// annoyed that you were <<if $fullness > 6>>so greedy even though the hunt<<else>>the one to get prey on a hunt that<</if>> was her idea. "Well... I don't think I'm gonna find anything as good as her at this point. I guess I'll have to settle for the dining hall..." Sam says with a sigh. "Oh the tragedy," you chuckle. "Better //*UUurrrp*// luck next time! And thanks again for the help!" "Yeah, yeah..." Sam says, smirking and shaking her head.<<if $samRel < 4>> <<Sam 1>><</if>> The two of you carry on your way down the hall<<if $leahInquiry2 > 1>>, parting ways with a friendly farewell just before reaching the stairs. It's right around the time you told Leah you would meet up with her to see her Halloween costume, and you'd rather not lug this extra weight down the stairs more than once if you can help it. <<include "playerPredEnd">>[[Knock on Leah's door->October 29th- Afternoon: Leah Costume]]<<else>> and--eventually--downstairs, parting ways with a friendly farewell when you arrive at your dorm. Heading inside, you hear the shower running--Emma is probably getting cleaned up after the Escapism lab. You drop back onto your bed with a satisfied sigh, the frame creaking a little under the added weight of the sophomore soup packed into your<<if $fullness > 6>> immense<</if>> gut. <<include "playerPredEnd">>[[Settle in and digest->October 29th- Evening]]<</if>> <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 4>> <<append "#digestion">> "At least she finally seems to be settling down..." you say with a sigh. You wince as a strange pressure slips into the bottom of your throat. "Oh, spoke too soon... //*OUUURRRP..!*//" Something scratches the inside of your throat and you hear an odd clattering sound accompanying your burp. You quickly spot the source--a familiar pair of round glasses sitting on the ground in front of you, now covered in slimy fluid and sporting a huge crack on one lens. "There we go, that's better~" you say, patting your belly. "Yep, was waiting for that," Sam chuckles. "That happens, like, nine times out of ten with prey that have glasses. It's like stomachs don't want them or something." <<link "Tease her and get a bit flirty">> <<set $samRomancePlayerInit += 1>> <<replace "#flirt">> "Ha, yeah, it is kinda weird," you say, laughing with her. You turn your head to face her, leisurely resting your arm on your idle belly. "Sorry, you don't find it, like, gross or anything, right?" "//*Pfft*// What? No. It's a total power move, great way to tease your prey too," Sam says. "You're fine." "Exactly! Glad we're on the same page," you say with a laugh. "If I'm being honest... I actually find it kinda hot when I see other girls do it. That might just be me though, I'm the type that would love to have an apex predator for a girlfriend.~" "Well you should have let me eat her then, huh?" Sam says with a laugh. It takes less than a second for her eyes to widen with realization. <<if $samInfo11 > 0>><<set $samInfo11 to 2>><<set $samInfo12 to 1>> "What?" you say, an amused grin spreading across your face. "What?" Sam answers, her face flushing red. "I, uh, I didn't mean like... you, um, do remember that..." "Yeah, you're straight, I know. I guess you couldn't really relate then, good point," you say with a somewhat nervous laugh. You wince for a brief moment--the two of you have never really talked about the time you asked her out after that night at Emma's party, coming to an unspoken agreement to simply pretend it didn't happen. But, while you're on the subject you can't help yourself from probing a little to see how honest she was being. "You know, I am curious though--have you ever had a boyfriend before?" "Oh, uh, not really, no. Most guys are kinda scared off by this sort of thing," she says, giving your gut a poke with a nervous laugh. "...and the one guy that asked me out anyways ended up in my gut before the end of the first date, soo..." "Ha, nice. I think that //kinda// counts," you say, smirking. "Maybe you just confused hunger with attraction there." "Honestly, you're probably right," Sam says, chuckling. "There was also this other time that Maeve forced me to go to this dumb Spring Dance thing our school held, and I asked a guy I thought I found cute to be my date. We didn't make it five minutes before I ate him and bailed." "Hey, if he was worth your time, he wouldn't have gotten eaten," you say with a laugh. "Exactly! It would have never worked out if they lost to my appetite that easily." "I'm sure you'll be able to find someone one of these days. I mean, like I said, //I// would love to have a hot predator for a girlfriend, so I'm sure there's guys out there that feel the same," you say. You crack a small smile--that comment definitely made her flustered again just as she was starting to relax. "Though your opportunities are probably pretty limited here at an all girls school..." "Eh, I like eating girls better //*urp*// anyways so I'll take the tradeoff," Sam replies with a shrug. "Oh yeah?" you say, raising your eyebrows. "Y-Yeah, I, um, I mean--" "Oh my god, can you guys //NOT// flirt while I'm still stuck in here..!" Tiffany shouts, cutting her off. Your gut lurches to the side as she musters the strength for one hard shove in protest. "Spit me out and get a room!" "Wha--flirting?? We're talking about guys, idiot, not--oh whatever, I'm not gonna argue with someone's lunch," Sam says, giving your belly a light smack with the back of her hand. She crosses her arms and turns her head to look down the hall. "Let's, uh... talk about something else..." "Yeah, no problem," you say, still smiling as you turn your attention back to Tiffany. <<else>><<set $samInfo11 to 1>> "Oh yeah? Maybe I really //should// have, then~" you say, blushing a little. "N-No, I, uh, I didn't mean it like..." Sam says, blushing harder. There's a brief silence as she glances between you and the glasses, then she clears her throat. "Well I'm into guys so... um..." she trails off for a moment again, clearly flustered, then shakes her head. "Can't really relate, sorry." "Oh, gotcha, that's... good to know," you say, offering a smile to try to offset the disappointment in your voice. Although, you can't help noticing the complete lack of confidence in that statement from someone who's usually pretty sure of herself... Still, it wouldn't be smart to try to push the issue right now, better to drop it and get back to your meal.<</if>> <</replace>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <</link>> <<link "Stay focused on your prey">> <<replace "#flirt">> "Heh, yeah..." you say, laughing with her. <</replace>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <</link>> <</append>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <<elseif $turn is 9>> <<append "#digestion">> "Ugh, are you still not done with her yet? This is getting boring..." Sam says with a sigh. She rests a hand on her flat stomach, which lets out a faint growl in acknowledgement. "I still need my own prey..." <<if $fullness > 6>>"Hey, cut me some slack! I've got a lot to work through here," you say, chuckling as you give your overstuffed gut a pat. <</if>> <</append>> <</if>>

<<if $turn is 0>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<set $preyExhaustion += 1>> <<if $fullness > 6>><<set _preyActionIntensity to 2>><<else>><<set _preyActionIntensity to 3>><</if>> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $fullness > 6>>"This is fucking disgusting you freak! You're gonna pay for this!" Tiffany shouts. You can hear wet sloshing sounds coming from your stomach as she continues to thrash around wildly in outrage.<<else>>"Shut the fuck up, both of you!" Tiffany shouts. She hasn't slowed down a bit since she arrived, thrashing about wildly in outrage.<</if>> Your belly almost looks alive with how much its surface is stretching and shifting. "I've got better places to be than some punk. ass. FRESHMAN's.<<if $fullness > 6>> NASTY.<</if>> GUT..!" she shouts, punctuating each word at the end with a hard kick forward. "You're dead when I get out of here, you hear me? DEAD, both of you!<<if $minaEnd is "alive">> And that worthless pipsqueak too!<</if>>" <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 1>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<set $preyExhaustion += 1>> <<set _preyActionIntensity to 2>> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "--ble team a girl <<if $minaEnd is "alive">>while she's dealing with her own meal<<else>>with a sneak attack<</if>> and you think that means you're tough? You're //nothing//, I'm at the top of my class, you stupid bitch! You have no idea who you're messing with..!" Tiffany shouts, continuing her tantrum. She's still relentlessly squirming and lashing out at your stomach, but you can tell her efforts are starting to weaken a little. You can faintly hear heavy breathing in her brief pauses between hurling insults at you. "You're barely gonna have time to regret this! The second I get out of here you're taking a one way trip into //my// gut! <<if $minaEnd is "alive">>All<<else>>Both<</if>> of you assholes! Maybe I'll even--" "Oh my god, is she still going?" Sam says. "I guess there had to be some drawback, she seemed like literally perfect prey up 'till now." "//*UUrrp*// Worth it..." you <<if $progress > 1>>groan, desperately clutching at your writhing belly<<elseif $progress > 0>>groan. You hear a faint whine of protest from your stomach<<else>>say with a somewhat strained laugh<</if>>.<<if $fullness > 6>> "I think she and $lastPrey are getting along well, at least.~"<</if>> "Fuck off!" Tiffany shouts, still thrashing. "You're not keeping me..!" <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 2>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Stupid... freshmen..!" Tiffany grunts. She's clearly running out of steam at this point, but is stubbornly refusing to relent, perhaps embarrassed that a freshman could outlast her. It feels more like she's just flailing around aimlessly now, not much power behind her blows even if all the movement is still fairly nauseating. "You're gonna... pay..!" <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 3>> <<set $preyAction to "rest">> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "About time. Did she just straight up pass out in there already?" Sam asks, giving your belly a poke now that Tiffany seems to have finally settled down. "I w--" "You wish..!" Tiffany grunts, cutting you off with a kick forward. It doesn't have nearly the power of her earlier fighting, and she goes back to sitting still right after. "Your stomach... can't handle me... dumb bitch..." <</append>> <<elseif $preyFrustration > 0>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <<set $preyFrustration to 0>> <<elseif $preyExhaustion > 2>> <<if (_rested > 1) or ($preyHealthThreshold < 2)>> <<set $preyAction to "struggle">> <<set $preyExhaustion -= 1>> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<set _roll to random(1,2)>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>>"I'm not done yet..!" Tiffany grunts. She starts to push and shove at the walls despite her clear exhaustion, managing some weak resistance. "Don't think for a second you've won..!"<<else>>"Just... spit me out already..!" Tiffany says, making a weak shove forward. She starts to shift and throw her weight around, clearly too exhausted to struggle properly but desperate to put up some kind of resistance. "I won't be... freshman food..!"<</if>> <</append>> <<else>> <<set $preyAction to "rest">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<else>> <<set $preyAction to "struggle">> <<set _preyActionIntensity to 2>> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<append "#digestion">> <</append>> <<if $preyAction is "rest">><<set _rested += 1>><<else>><<set _rested to 0>><</if>>

<<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "relax">> <<set _roll to random(1,2)>> <<if !_firstRelax or (_roll > 1)>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<set _firstRelax to true>> <<append "#digestion">> You lean back against the wall with a sigh, gently resting a hand on your belly<<if ($preyAction is "rage") or ($preyAction is "struggle")>> while Tiffany writhes inside<</if>>. You don't bother giving her any particular attention, preferring to chat with Sam while your stomach does the hard work. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "massage">> <<if !_samMassage and ($samRel > 3) and (($preyAction is "rage") or ($preyAction is "struggle"))>> <<set _samMassage to true>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<set $stomachHealth += 5>> <<append "#digestion">> Hoping to ease the ache her struggling is kicking up, you start to push back against the shifting bulges in your gut, applying soothing pressure with your hands. Sam glances over at you as you massage yourself. "You wanna go lower than that," she says. "Huh?" "Yeah prey tends to push out or down when they struggle since it's easier to get leverage, plus they usually get more force from kicking than using their arms, so the lower end of your stomach ends up a lot more strained," she explains. "It's better to... actually, here." She shifts to be sitting in front of you, places her hands on either side of your gut, then starts to rub. Her fingers gently press in against your strained skin, tracing a soothing path down from around the middle of your belly to the underside, then back up again, ignoring the shifting from Tiffany thrashing inside. You let out a relaxed sigh as she switches it up, rubbing back and forth in a sort of zig-zag pattern to gently work her way lower down. A satisfied groan rumbles through your stomach. "That feels //*urph*// great..." you say. You've completely stopped your own massage at this point. "Told ya," Sam replies with a smirk. She glances up from her work and locks eyes with you... which quickly causes her confidence to melt into flustered embarrassment. She looks away and abandons her belly rub, shifting back to sit next to you instead. "Y-Yeah so, like, do it more like that next time..." "Thanks! You really know your stuff," you say, giving her a warm smile. "Yep, no problem..." she says meekly. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "crush">> <<if ($preyAction is "rage") and ($turn > 3)>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Ugh, don't you //*urp*// start up again..!" you grunt. "Just give up already!" You clench your stomach, the outline of Tiffany's form becoming <<if $fullness > 6>>a bit<<else>>much<</if>> more defined as your muscles strain to stifle her struggling. You press in with your arms as well, her thrashing slowly petering out as the pressure crushes her back into submission. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "taunt">> <<if !_boobsTaunt and ($playerHorny > 0) and (($playerHorny > 2) or ($turn < 2) or _skillTaunt)>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<set _boobsTaunt to true>> <<append "#digestion">> "Gotta say, your body was incredible<<if _skillTaunt>>--I can definitely buy the whole 'top pred' thing when you're looking like that<</if>>. You're probably the best prey I've eaten in weeks," you say. You start to gently probe at your belly, feeling around to see how she's positioned inside. "Which of these bumps is your tits?" "Fuck off..!" Tiffany grunts. "Oh come on, those things almost clogged my throat on the way down! They deserve a little more //*urp*// attention~" you chuckle. She's unfortunately curled up with her chest facing inward, but you still jab your fingers into a spot where you're pretty sure you can feel them from the side to taunt her. "You'd better share a little bit after my stomach churns you up." "<<if $breastSize > 17>>I could have used it more<<else>>You're finally gonna leave me in the dust<</if>>..." Sam says, crossing her arms. <<if $samRomancePlayerInit > 0>>"Oh come on, you look great how you are!" you say, giving her a smile. "Sh-Shut up, I know that..." she replies, blushing and looking off to the side.<<else>>"Hey, finders keepers," you reply with a smirk.<</if>> "You're both going to be adding to them in a minute!" Tiffany shouts. <<if $fullness > 6>>"Get me out of your DISGUSTING stomach already, bitch!"<<if ($ateCatherine is 3) and ($playerHorny > 2)>><<set $samKnowVorny to 1>> "Hey, don't be so rude! You're getting off easy here. That slop you're swimming in used to be named Catherine, and she was in there while I was alone in my dorm. We had a lot of //fun// together before the end~" you say, starting to idly massage your belly a little. "I'm pretty sure I finished her off when I ca--" "$name, what the //fuck//??" Sam says, giving you a bewildered look. Her face is flushed red. "Uh, s-sorry, got a little carried away there," you say with a nervous laugh. You clear your throat, an awkward silence taking over for a few minutes.<</if>><</if>> <</append>> <<elseif !_skillTaunt and ($turn > 1)>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<set _skillTaunt to true>> <<append "#digestion">> "So, 'top of your class', huh? You sure about that?" you say, prodding Tiffany's head through your gut. "Upperclassmen are bigger<<if ($preyAction is "rage") or ($preyAction is "struggle")>> //*urp*//<</if>> pushovers than I thought if this is 'top of the class' struggling.~" "I don't want to hear it!" Tiffany shouts, <<if ($preyAction is "rage") or ($preyAction is "struggle")>>starting to push even harder as she struggles inside you<<else>>giving a hard kick forward in protest<</if>>. "You'll see //exactly// what I'm talking about when I get out of here, bitch! Two dumbass freshman at once are gonna be //nothing// to my gut..!" "Oh, I gotcha. You're a top //pred//, huh? <<if $minaEnd is "alive">>Yeah, still not buying it," you chuckle. "I mean, we caught you trying to eat //Mina// and you couldn't even //*urp*// get //that// done!" "Shut the fuck up!" Tiffany growls, punching back at your hand in frustration. <<else>>How's that working out for you in there?" you chuckle. You give your belly a condescending pat. "Should have //*urrrp*// paid attention in //all// of your classes." "Shut the fuck up!" Tiffany growls, punching back at your hand in frustration. "...aren't //you// skipping Escapism to be here right now?" Sam says, smirking at you. "Oh you're one to talk," you say with a laugh.<</if>> <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "shake">> <<if $fullness > $capacity>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<set $noShake to true>><<toggleclass "#shake" "hide">> <<append "#digestion">> Aiming to <<if ($preyAction is "rage") or ($preyAction is "struggle")>>disrupt her efforts<<else>>help your stomach along a little<</if>>, you grab the sides of your oversized belly and try to shake it around. It barely moves at all. Pushing even harder, you're able to make it wobble from side to side, a heavy sloshing noise accompanying the movement, but it's still not exactly the effect you were going for. "You alright?" Sam asks, raising an eyebrow. "Just... working with a bit more mass than usual..." you grunt. You try a new approach, reaching your hands down to the bottom of your gut and hefting its weight upward. You only get it an inch or two off the ground before letting it drop back into place. A rather suggestive slapping noise echoes through the hall, followed by muffled splashing sounds. You let out an exhausted sigh--it seems like all that effort might have mostly paid off, but it doesn't feel like a reasonable approach with your stomach this stuffed. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "damaged">> <<if $preyHealthThreshold is 2>> <<set $preyFrustration += 1>> <<append "#digestion">> "No, no, NO! I am NOT going to be some fucking //freshman's// dinner after coming this far..!" Tiffany shouts. She starts to frantically squirm inside of you. "You can't do this to me! Spit me out already you worthless bitch..!" "As soon as you get some new insults," you chuckle, giving your stomach a quick squeeze to rein in her struggling. @@color:chartreuse;Your stomach is taking its toll on Tiffany!@@ <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "progress">> <<if ($predName != "help") and ($progress > 2)>> <<set $predName to "help">> <<append "#digestion">> You groan, jolting forward and clutching your gut as an intense wave of nausea suddenly washes over you. Tiffany is quick to pick up on your distress, starting to struggle with renewed vigor, focusing her efforts on pummeling the part of your stomach that seemed to set it off. You instinctively cover your mouth as you feel your stomach clamp down on her.<<if ($fullness > 6) or _firstSophomore>> Maybe you bit off more than you could chew after all...<</if>> "Oh come on, <<if $turn > 3>>don't lose her now<<else>>you can't give up that easily<</if>>..." Sam says, shooting you a look. <<if $samRel > 3>>There's a hint of concern in her voice<<else>>There's more frustration than concern in her voice<</if>>. You're unable to answer, because you can feel Tiffany's head starting to work its way up your throat. As you frantically try to swallow her back down, Sam shifts in front of you and starts to knead at the top of your belly, pushing down and inward. It's not exactly pleasant, and you feel your muscles spasm a little in protest of the resistance, but it seems to be working--Tiffany's ascent slows and you nearly reach a standstill. You start to massage your bulging throat, practically pushing her head back down from the outside. Then, right as you were starting to feel her hair tickling the back of your tongue, one powerful swallow finally forces her back down. You take a gasping breath as your prey squeezes back into your stomach. "MOTHERFUCKER..!" Tiffany shouts. "You're just making this worse on yourself!" "Guh... thanks //*UURrrrrp*// for the help..." you sputter, still recovering from the ordeal. "Uh-huh, just make sure she stays down this time..." Sam mutters. <<if $progress is 3>>@@color:red;Your stomach can't hold out much longer.@@<<else>>@@color:red;''Even with Sam's help, constant waves of nausea are rippling through your stomach--$preyName is going to push you over the edge any moment now!''@@<</if>> <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "acidRise">> <<if ($acidStage is 2) and ($fullness > 6)>> <<append "#digestion">> A deep, rumbling growl shakes through your stomach, the surface of your gut even seeming to shake a little. You chuckle and give it a satisfied pat--it seems like it's already kicking into high gear thanks to what's left of $lastPrey keeping you warmed up. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<default>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</switch>>

<<Time 14.5>>\ <<set $samRivalLoss += 1>><<if $analAteOlivia or $ateNicole or $ateMaria>><<set _firstSophomore to false>><<else>><<set _firstSophomore to true>><</if>>\ A sharp pain rips through your belly alongside a powerful kick from Tiffany. You lurch forward, desperately clutching at your gut as your stomach convulses, visibly tightening around your prey at frantic intervals. A whimper slips out as you fight to keep her down. <<if $predName is "help">>"Shit, again? Seriously? Let me--" Before Sam can step in for another assist,<<else>>"Oh come on, <<if $turn > 3>>don't lose her<<else>>you can't give up that<</if>>--" Sam shifts like she's going to try to help somehow, but before she can do anything<</if>> Tiffany's head finally finds its way into the base of your esophagus. In almost an instant, she's launched back up your throat and out into a heap on the ground in front of you. You don't think you've //ever// had someone pass through your throat that quickly--your entire body aches, and you're pretty sure you whited out for a moment.<<if _firstSophomore>> Evidently, you were //not// ready for this.<<elseif $fullness > 5>> Evidently, the universe is punishing you for being so gluttonous.<</if>> "About... fucking... time..." Tiffany huffs, already rising to her feet. She stands with her back to you at first, flicking some of the slimy mix of stomach acid and who knows what else that's coating her skin off of her hands, then turns to face you with a menacing glare. <<if $turn > 2>>Your stomach did a serious number on her outfit--her alluring figure is just barely contained by her underwear now, little more. <</if>>"//Now.// You're gonna--" "Back off," Sam says, matching her glare. She steps out in front of you while you stay doubled over on the ground. "Oh ain't that cute," Tiffany sneers, taking a step closer. "Big girl doesn't think I've got it in me to grind you //both// into paste still.~" Sam sighs. "Honestly, you should have noticed the resemblance by now. My name's Sam. Sam //Mckenn//," she says. "And //I'm// willing to eat //you// while you're still covered in her stomach juice if it comes down to it." "Gross..." you mumble with a weak laugh. "Shut up..." Sam whispers back. Tiffany stays silent for a moment, clenching her fists as she looks Sam over. "You have got to be FUCKING kidding me..!" she growls. "Nope. Back. //Off//," Sam says. "And if you don't leave us alone after this, I //will// tell Maeve that you're a problem." "God. Damn it. This is such //bullshit//..!" Tiffany shouts, throwing her hands up in exasperation. She starts to storm off down the hall. "Fine, whatever! You're a little bitch," she raises one hand to flip Sam off without turning back, "but fine! Ugh, what a fucking WASTE OF MY TIME..! She continues to rant to herself, but thankfully it doesn't take long for her to get out of earshot. With one last cough, you shakily get back to your feet, the ache in your body finally starting to fade. "Are you okay?" Sam asks with a sigh. She looks grumpy. "Yeah, I think so... thanks, you really saved our butts there," you say. "I... kinda thought she was bluffing about her skill up until she came right for me with that look in her eye after she was out." "She wouldn't have gotten the chance if she'd been in //my stomach//..." Sam mutters.<<if $fullness > 5>> "Seriously, you were already full! Why did you pull something like that if you couldn't handle it?" "I... thought I could..." you say sheepishly. "And I kinda wanted to show off a little..." "Well, good work there," Sam replies, rolling her eyes. She sighs again. "Look, I'm glad you're alright, but I'm gonna go back to hunting //alone// for tonight." <<Sam -1>> "Yeah, I... good luck," you say as she walks off.<<else>> There's an awkward pause. "I'm, uh, I'm gonna go back to hunting for dinner, but I think your stomach's had enough for one night. "Yeah, fair enough... um, good luck!" you say as she starts to walk off.<</if>> You sigh and start to trudge back through the halls to your dorm, seeing as there's no point showing up to Escapism late on a lab day. <<set $predName to "!ERR:setPredName">><<include "playerPredFail">>[[Return to your dorm->October 29th- Afternoon]]

<<Time 16>>\ <<if !$ateBetty and !$emmaAteBetty and !$ateCassidy and !$samAteCassidy and !$ateCassidyParty and ($cassidyParty != "harper") and ($day9SamHunt is 0) and !$day9LeahBullied and ($day6HuntWithSam != "betty")>><<goto "October 29th- Afternoon: Leah Peril">><<else>>\ <<if $day9LeahBullied>>The two of you hurry along back to her dorm, locking the door behind you once you're inside. "Um, thanks again for the help..." Leah mumbles. "Of course! Now let's see that costume, I'm excited!" you say, offering her a warm smile.<<else>><<if $day9SamHunt > 0>>You knock on the door. There's no answer at first and you start to get a little worried that she forgot<<else>>You head out into the hall and make your way upstairs. There's no answer at first when you knock on the door to Room K224 and you start to worry she may have forgotten<</if>>, but soon enough you hear footsteps approaching from the other side. Leah's face peeks out through a crack in the door before it swings open all the way. <<if $fullness > 3>>"H-Hey $name, you, um, you've been busy since earlier, huh?" she says<<if $fullness > 5>>in a flustered tone<</if>>. She's clearly staring at your<<if $fullness > 5>> immense<</if>> gut. "Oh yeah, I caught an //incredible// meal not long after we talked," you chuckle, patting your bloated belly.<<if $ateCatherine > 0>> "Couldn't resist going for seconds. There's //*uurp*// probably still some of the girl you saw me working through before in there too.~"<</if>> <<if $fullness > 5>>"W-Wow, that's... super impressive," Leah says. She clears her throat.<<else>>"Nice, I just had to settle for the dining hall..." Leah says.<</if>> "Um, anyway, come in..!" "Mind if I sit down?" you ask as you shuffle inside, your belly subtly sloshing along with your movements. "Yeah, sure, go ahead!" she says. She fidgets with her hands a little as she watches you heft your gut up onto her bed. "So, um..."<<else>>"Hey $name! Um, come in," she says.<<if $fullness > 1>> You notice her steal a quick glance at your still-bloated belly again as she ushers you inside.<</if>> "Hey! How was lunch?" you ask. "Oh, it was fine. So, um..." she says, fidgeting with her hands.<</if>> "Let's see that costume! I'm excited," you say, offering her a warm smile.<</if>> "R-Right, um, just give me a minute..!" She hesitates for a moment longer, then scurries over to dig through the closet. You get a quick look at a few shiny odds and ends as she carries the pieces of her costume into the bathroom, but don't have a clear image of how it all fits together yet. <<if $fullness > 3>>You idly massage your stuffed belly while you wait<<else>>You take a seat on her bed while you wait<</if>>, hearing faint shifting and clattering from the other side of the bathroom door as Leah gets changed. It takes her quite a while--and you're positive she waited a few minutes before coming out even after she was fully in costume based on how quiet things got--but eventually the door creaks open. Your face lights up with excitement when you see her--you were fully prepared to be supportive regardless, but her costume legitimately looks amazing. She's <<if $club is "dungeon">>the spitting image of Eriah based on the drawings she's shared of her<<else>>dressed as a knight<</if>>--a heavy chestplate and shoulder pauldrons, with armored plating on her arms and legs to match, fastened with what look like real leather straps. Around her waist is a sort of belt or sash, sporting more platemail at the sides of her hips with blue-green fabric tying them together that hangs loose and flowing. There's a subtle gilded pattern adorning the cloth. Beneath it all, she's wearing a sleek black turtleneck sweater and matching yoga pants that show through the various gaps in the armor, most notably her midriff which is left mostly exposed by the chestplate. There are definitely some clear signs that it was handmade, particularly <<if $club is "dungeon">>the sigil of Meliara on her chestplate<<else>>a blue-green symbol on her chestplate<</if>> that was obviously drawn by hand with ordinary paint, but it still looks great--the armor plates in particular are very well sculpted, and the metallic finish she used on whatever material it's made of is quite convincing, at least by costume standards. "So, um, this is what I've got..." Leah mumbles, shifting in place. Her cheeks are bright red and she's looking at the floor. "I-I know it's kinda--" "It looks incredible! You really put this together yourself?" you say. "I can't believe you were gonna just scrap this without showing anyone! This is, like, professional cosplay level stuff, seriously." "Th-Thanks! You really think so?" she says, giving you a flustered smile. "I've messed around with EVA foam a little before out of curiosity, but this was my first full project like this. I, um, did a lot of research..." "I can tell! Is that what the armor's made of?" "Yeah! It's really common for cosplay, you can do pretty much anything with it. This cloth with the nice gold pattern is just something I was lucky enough to find a roll of for pretty cheap. I was gonna use it to add some extra decorations to the arms too, but I, um, gave up on it before then. That and the shield--there's a pre-made wooden one I bought online in the closet, but I never got around to decorating it properly," she explains, seeming to shift back and forth between being embarrassed and excited to share. She suddenly smiles and her eyes light up. "Oh, but check this out..!" She fiddles with one of the straps on the side of her chestplate for a moment, then lifts the front of it up. It stays fairly well secured despite the change in position. "I looked into how some cosplayers have done it when I was putting this together, and if I just loosen the straps, this can get moved around really easily! And the underlayer is made of a really stretchy sort of compression fabric material," she says, still grinning. "So I should be able to swallow someone while still staying totally in costume!" "<<if $leahRomancePlayerInit > 1>>Ooo, I thought the open midriff was just to make it a bit sexy, but I'd //love// to see you put that function to the test~" you say in a teasing tone<<if $fullness > 2>>, idly patting your current belly for emphasis<</if>>. You chuckle as her face gets redder. "At any rate, it sounds like you're prepped and ready for an SMVA Halloween party then," you add<<else>>Awesome! Sounds like you're prepped and ready for an SMVA Halloween party, then," you chuckle<</if>>, giving her a hopeful look. "O-Oh, um, I'm glad //you// like it, but I still don't know if I wanna..." Leah says, her excited confidence quickly draining. "Parties make me nervous, and it's, uh, it's not totally finished..." \ <<link "Insist that she should go with you to the party">><<replace "#choice">>\ "Hey, really, I think you should go!" you say. "Your costume is //more// than fine as it is, don't worry. I know it's a little out of your comfort zone, but I promise it'll be a fun time. You and I can hang out all night, you won't have to be on your own!" <<if $leahCare > 1>><<set $leahHalloween to 2>>\ "Well, um..." she mumbles, trailing off. She gives you a nervous look, then takes a deep breath. "Ok..." she says meekly. "I mean, y-yeah, sure..! If you really think it's a good idea, and you'll stick with me, then... yeah, I'll give it a try!" "Awesome! This is gonna be so fun, just you wait!" you say with a grin.<<if $samHalloween > 0>> You quickly remember that you've already made a similar promise to Sam, but hanging out with both of them shouldn't be a big issue.<</if>>\ <<else>><<set $leahHalloween to 1>>\ "Well, um..." she mumbles, trailing off. She nervously avoids your gaze. "S-Sorry, I'd really rather not." "That's okay! I get it if it's a little too far outside your comfort zone," you reassure her, though there's a hint of disappointment in your tone. "Tell you what, how about the two of us just hang out here that night? I'll leave the party early, and we can have some Halloween fun in-costume on our own."<<if $samHalloween > 0>> Based on your conversation earlier, Sam probably won't stay that long anyways. There should be plenty of time to hang out with both of them.<</if>> "Oh! That... that would be great, actually," she says. She smiles, blushing a little bit. "Are you sure though? I don't want to take you away from anything..." "Of course! In fact, I'll be looking forward to it," you reply, matching her smile.<</if>><<if $leahRel < 4>> <<Leah 1>><</if>><<set $leahCare += 1>>\ <</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</link>> <<link "Offer to hang out with her on Halloween instead of the party">><<replace "#choice">><<set $leahHalloween to 1>>\ "That's okay! I get it if it's a little too far outside your comfort zone," you say. "Tell you what, how about the two of us just hang out here that night? I'll leave the party early, and we can have some Halloween fun in-costume on our own." "Oh! That... that would be great, actually," she says. She smiles, blushing a little bit. "Are you sure though? I don't want to take you away from anything..." "Of course! In fact, I'll be looking forward to it," you reply, matching her smile. <<if $samHalloween > 0>> Based on your conversation earlier, Sam probably won't stay that long anyways. There should be plenty of time to hang out with both of them.<</if>><<if $leahRel < 4>> <<Leah 1>><</if>><</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</link>> <<link "Let her sit out Halloween if she wants">><<replace "#choice">>\ "That's okay! You don't have to do anything you're uncomfortable with. I'm glad you were willing to share it with me though, you really do look great!" you say. "Thanks! I, um, I'll probably find some use for it, maybe next Halloween..." <<if $club is "dungeon">>"What do you mean, 'next Halloween'? Leah, you've gotta wear that to club one of these days!" you say. "Everyone else would love it, and I bet Morgan would be thrilled to see you getting so invested!"<<else>>"You said it was your character from Tabletop Club, right? I bet the other members would love to see it!"<</if>> "Y-Yeah, you're right! I'll think about wearing it some week..." she replies nervously.<<if $leahRel < 4>> <<Leah 1>><</if>>\ <</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</link>>\ She retreats into the bathroom to change back into her normal clothes, then the two of you chat for a little while. Not wanting to overstay your welcome, you excuse yourself and say farewell<<if $fullness > 3>> when the conversation comes to a natural end. With your gut still sloshing around, you carefully make your way downstairs to relax in your own dorm for the night. [[Return to your dorm->October 29th- Evening]]<<else>> as dinner time approaches. Stepping out into the hall, the thought occurs to you that it might be a good time to squeeze in a trip to the gym, really work up an appetite before dinner. [[Head to the dining hall->October 29th- Dinner]] [[Hit up the gym->October 29th- Workout]]<</if>>\ <</if>>

<<Time 17.5>><<if $lastOutfit is "uniform">><<set $outfit to $lastOutfit>><<else>><<set $outfit to "sweater">><</if>><<if ($trialClaire != "lose") and (!$ateClaire)>><<set _claire to true>><<else>><<set _claire to false>><</if>><<if $eatenByClaire or ($day6ClaireReversal > 0)>>/*unfortunately I'm pretty sure there are some niche outcomes this fails to account for since there wasn't a specific tracker of just seeing the scene, but since it's just resolved in a quick recap paragraph anyways not a huge deal I think*/<<set _badBlood to true>><<else>><<set _badBlood to false>><</if>><<set $day9Workout to 2>>\ "Sure, sounds like a good plan!" you reply with a grin. You pat your<<if $fullness > 0>> bloated<<elseif $fat > 34>> pudgy<</if>> stomach. "I've definitely worked up enough of an appetite to justify some higher quality food." "Great! We'll have to get changed and take a quick shower first, but then let's all meet up by the front gate," Kayla says. "In like fifteen, twenty minutes?" "Got it!" With the plan set, the three of you part ways to return to your dorms. You change out of your workout clothes and back into <<if $outfit is "uniform">>the uniform you were wearing before after a brief stop in the shower<<else>>what you were wearing before after a brief stop in the shower, throwing on a sweatshirt over top<</if>>. Then, you head right back out into the hall and make your way outside to the front gate. Kayla and Holly arrive not long after you, dressed more appropriately for the weather now. For the most part--both of them look like they're wearing tank tops, but at least they have jackets on over it. <<if $kaylaTownInvitation>>You notice that Holly's jacket has an Iron Gut Fitness logo on it.<<else>>You notice that Holly's jacket has a logo for some place called "Iron Gut Fitness" on it, featuring a silhouette of a woman with a distended belly doing squats.<</if>><<if _claire>><<if $metClaire>> They're also accompanied by<<if _badBlood>>...<</if>> Claire<<if $kaylaInfo1 < 1>>, which isn't a big surprise since you've come to learn she and Kayla are roommates<<set $kaylaInfo1 to 1>><</if>>. <<if _badBlood>>The two of you haven't been on the best terms since that time you tried to eat each other--which you may or may not have instigated--during the first week. But, after some nudging from Kayla and an opportunity for a "rematch" of sorts in an Escapism lab the next week, you came to some form of truce and agreed to pretty much just ignore each other. Hopefully enough time has passed for that bad blood to fade. That said, on account of avoiding her all this time, you're a little stunned to find that<<else>>You have to refrain from doing a double take. Having not gotten paired with her in lab in a while or talked much outside of class, this is the first time you've really seen her since the first few weeks of the semester... and<</if>> she's //much// fatter than you remember. <<if $fat > 49>>Not quite as fat as you<<else>>Still at a point where some might just call her chubby or thicc instead of outright fat<</if>>, but compared to how lithe she was back when you first met you swear she's more than doubled in size. Thick thighs and chubby arms, wide waist, and <<if $breastSize > 44>>an impressive bust<<elseif $breastSize < 25>>a bust that puts yours to shame<<else>>a bust that rivals your own<</if>>--<<if ($fat > 34) or ($breastSize > 44) or ($buttSize > 39)>>it's actually nice to see you aren't the only one dealing with side effects from your new diet here<<else>>she's clearly helped herself to more than a few of your classmates<</if>>. "Hey, surprised you beat us here! <<if _badBlood>>Uh, Claire's tagging along too, I hope that's alright<<else>>Claire's tagging along too<</if>>," Kayla says, offering a wave. <<if _badBlood>>"Hey asshole, how ya been?" Claire says with a grin.<<if $aliceDom > 0>> "You sure seemed like you were having a good time in class earlier," she adds with a wink. "Hope you're not bringing that kinda energy to this trip."<<elseif $fat > 49>> "Dang, you got fat as fuck."<</if>> <<if $aliceDom > 0>>"I, uh, don't know what you're talking about," you say, glancing away and clearing your throat. "You look like you've been busy since the last time we talked though."<<elseif $fat > 49>>"I was gonna say the same to you," you say. You narrow your eyes at each other... then Claire laughs, and you laugh with her.<<else>> "Uh, hey, good," you reply nervously. "It... looks like you've been doing well?"<</if>> "Yeah, turns out my metabolism is not up to the <<if !$ateAshley>>champion<<else>>MVA<</if>> lifestyle. Who knew!" she says.<<else>>"Howdy<<if $ateAshley>>, champ<</if>>!" Claire says, placing a hand on her hip. Her confidence falters a little when she notices you looking her over. "Uh, how's it going?" "Good! Good to see you," you say. You clear your throat. "You're looking good, I like that sweater!" She sighs. "By 'good', did you really mean: Immense? Thicc? Bodacious?" she says, bouncing her hip to the side a little with each suggestion. "Fat," Holly chimes in. Claire purses her lips and shoots her a look. "Yes, thank you Holly. So I've put on a //little// weight since the start of the year, whatever! <<if !$ateAshley>>This is just the physique of a champion around here<<else>>That just means I'm too good of a pred for my own metabolism<</if>>," Claire says.<</if>> "Now let's go stuff our faces already!"<<else>>They're also accompanied by a girl you aren't too familiar with--Kayla's roommate, you're pretty sure. She's a pale girl with glasses that's about the same height as Kayla, with short, messy brown hair sporting a mint green streak in the front. In contrast to Kayla's toned body, she's pretty hefty--thick thighs and chubby arms, wide waist, and <<if $breastSize > 45>>an impressive bust<<elseif $breastSize < 25>>a bust that puts yours to shame<<else>>a bust that rivals your own<</if>>. She's wearing a yellow shirt cut low enough to show off her impressive cleavage, with a green sweater that matches her eyes over it. "Hey, surprised you beat us here! My roommate Claire is tagging along too," Kayla says, offering a wave. "I don't know if you guys have properly met before!" "Howdy! We've got some classes together, you might remember me from kicking the crap out of your stomach in Escapism at some point," Claire says with a grin. <<if $anatomyDemonstration > 1>>"And //I// remember //you// from that time you crawled all the way through Professor Bora's guts!" "Uh, no, I think you're thinking of someone else," you say with a nervous laugh. "Nice to meet you..!" "Ah, relax, it was really funny! I won't mock you too much," Claire chuckles.<<elseif $aliceDom > 0>>"And //I// remember //you// from bottoming out a little too hard in lab earlier!" "Woah, uh, sorry I think you're thinking of someone else," you say with a nervous laugh. "Nice to meet you..!" "Sure, sure, whatever you say," Claire says, chuckling.<<else>><<if $reputation[0] is "glutton">>"And of course I've heard of you, you're the class glutton!"<<elseif $reputation[0] is "escape">>"And you're the inedible woman, of course I've heard of you!"<</if>> "I can't say I remember //that//, but you do look familiar," you say. "Nice to meet you!" "It sure is!" Claire says with a laugh.<</if>> "Now let's go stuff our faces already!"<</if>> The four of you head out into the parking lot to pack into Kayla's car. Since Holly suggested the plan and knows where the restaurant is, she sits in the passenger seat while you and Claire are banished to the back. "So, what is this place we're headed to?" you ask.<<else>> Soon enough, you're all packed into Kayla's car and off on the road. "So, what is this place we're headed to?" you ask. You've sadly been banished to the back seat, since Holly suggested the plan and knows where the restaurant is.<</if>> "It's called Trashbag Burritos! Huge portion sizes for the price, without skimping on the flavor," Holly replies. "You guys are gonna love it, it's my favorite place to go for a post-workout feast." "That's... not the most promising name for a restaurant," you say. "I said pretty much the same thing when she pitched it," Kayla chimes in with a laugh. "Nah, nah! You guys are crazy. In my experience, the grungier a place looks or sounds, the better the food is," Holly says. "You know, as long as you don't see actual healthcode violations. This place is killer, trust me!"<<if _claire>> "She's totally right. Best food I ever had was at this diner my family stopped at on a roadtrip that looked like it had been closed for a decade. I'm still not convinced it wasn't run by ghosts, personally," Claire chimes in. "And I mean, a place that puts //trash// in the name of their restaurant has gotta be pretty dang confident in their food."<</if>> "Hey, if you're hyping it up this much I'm definitely down to try it," you say. "A little surprised huge portions are a plus for you though, I figured you were both more of the healthy eating type." "Uh, how do you think I get the fuel for these gains?" Holly says, flexing one of her arms and grinning back at you. "Fat is all about calories in against calories out--people gain weight when they pig out and then sit around all day.<<if _claire>>" She pauses to give a pointed look at Claire, who sticks her tongue out at her in response. "<<else>> <</if>>If you're working your body hard you can stuff yourself a lot more without a problem, kinda need to to build muscle, really." "Huh, fair enough," you reply.<<if !$kaylaTownInvitation>> There's a quiet pause for a moment. "I like your jacket by the way! Is Iron Gut a place around here?" "Yep! It's a full facility gym, unlike the school's 'you're all going to put on so much fucking weight eating each other' focus on cardio only," Holly replies with a laugh. "Yeah, I've got a membership there too! I always get out there on the weekends at least," Kayla says. "You're free to come with me some time and check it out if you want!" "Maybe! It might be a bit too intense for me."<</if>> Before long, you pull into the parking lot of a building on a street corner not too far from the school. Holly wasn't lying about the name: "Trashbag Burritos" is proudly displayed out front, alongside a logo featuring a raccoon with a chef hat curled up around a bag of trash. You all head inside and get in line--the place is fairly busy, but not overwhelmingly crowded. It's primarily a 'build your own' setup where you go down the line picking what you want in your burrito or bowl, but they also have a few specials. One in particular is prominently advertised: the "Trash Mammal's Choice", written in larger font on the menu with a drawing of the raccoon chef mascot giving a thumbs up next to it. It seems to essentially be an extra large bowl stuffed with everything they have. You opt to make a simpler custom order instead of going crazy on your first visit. After you've all ordered and gotten your food, you head to an open booth by a window. The place offers free chips and salsa for the table, with a notice at the counter singling out SMVA students in particular stating: "There is no hard refill limit, but the chips are not literally unlimited. Please be reasonable." <<if _claire>> "Are you //sure// that's a good idea?" Kayla asks as the four of you settle into your seats. You and Claire sit on one side with Kayla and Holly on the other. "Absolutely! The only shame I feel about this is that I asked them to leave the //extra// hot peppers out," Claire says. Not sharing your discretion, she ordered the special--it's in a bowl so large she needed two hands to safely carry it. "You just gotta accept that I'm chunky now. Losing weight is too hard so I'm leaning into it instead. I //can// put this all away and it looks delicious, so like, why not?" "It's crazy, I both hate that mindset //and// respect the hell out of it," Holly says with a laugh. "I really don't know what to say to that." "That's the space I like to live in, Hol," Claire replies with a grin. Everyone starts to dig into their food. It looks delicious, although they're fully committed to the bit on their branding, going as far as using black foil to wrap the burritos so that it somewhat resembles a trash bag.<<else>>The three of you sit down and dig in--the food looks delicious, although they're fully committed to the bit on their branding, going as far as using black foil to wrap the burritos so that it somewhat resembles a trash bag.<</if>> "Damn, gotta give it to you, this is fantastic!" Kayla says, before immediately going in for another bite. You're shocked at how quickly she's tearing through hers--the large she got is almost twice the size of what you'd usually expect for a burrito from a place like this, and it looks like she's already nearly half done with it. "They didn't skimp on the seasoning at all! Usually these places are pretty bland," she adds through a partially full mouth. You're inclined to agree--the meat is tender, the rice is cooked just right, and everything is seasoned to perfection. You would have easily paid double for food like this. "Yeah, this is delicious!" you say. "Great pick." "Hell yeah it is, I... //*UUUrrrp...*// told ya!" Holly says. She laughs and gives her stomach a contented pat after burping. "This place kicks ass! Best place around to load up on protein too. Ha, well, other than the halls back on campus anyways!" You all share a laugh, continuing to chat a little as you eat. Kayla finishes inhaling her burrito and shifts to picking at the <<if _claire>>chips and salsa, though they're quickly vanishing since Claire has taken to using them instead of her fork. Holly, meanwhile,<<else>>dwindling supply of chips and salsa, while Holly<</if>> works through her bowl at a much more reasonable pace. "<<if _claire>>Any<<else>>Either<</if>> of you gonna go to the party Thursday?" she asks between bites. "Yeah, definitely! I'm looking forward to it," you reply.<<if _claire>> "You know I'll be there!" Claire says with her mouth half full. She swallows before continuing, though queues up another overloaded chip while she talks. "Halloween is easily the best holiday of the year, it was //made// for mischief."<</if>> "Eh, I'll probably pass. Halloween has never really been my style," Kayla says. "Maybe I'll show up for a little bit just to see what's up, but I doubt I'll hang around long if I do. Not much for big parties." "Aw, still haven't changed your mind? It seems like it'll be a fun time though," you say. "Sorry, I'm kinda in the same boat as Kayla. Fun to poke around a little bit for a change of pace, maybe get up to a little mischief, but it's not really my speed," Holly says. "The snacks were pretty good last year though, so that's one reason to show up!" "Last year?" you say. "Oh, yeah, I'm a sophomore, did I never mention that?" Holly replies. She smirks. "Don't worry, I don't really snack on freshmen. //Usually//.~" "Gotcha. I guess it is kind of obvious you're not in our class, in hindsight," you say with a slight<<if ($totalPrey < 8) and ($totalEscaped < 8)>>ly nervous<</if>> laugh. <<if _claire>>\ "Alright, Claire, you have the biggest meal //and// ate more than half of those chips yourself," Kayla says. "You might wanna ease up a little bit, //gordita//." "It's called efficiency," Claire replies with a shrug. Kayla sighs and shakes her head. "Can you at least get us some more, then?" "You got it, boss, I've still got a lot of burrito stuffing to get through anyway," Claire says. She stands up and stretches out for a moment. "Be right back!" You keep picking at your food as she heads for the counter. A minute or two later, a shout snaps you to attention, and you look over to see Claire and another girl fall to the ground. A brown takeout bag thumps down beside them. "What the hell!? Watch where you're going you idiot!" the other girl shouts. She's a pale, somewhat heavyset girl with long dark hair. "Uh, I was? I was going to the counter, eyes on the prize," Claire says. "What's your excuse?" "My //excuse// is that I didn't expect some idiot to walk right out in front of me and ruin my food!" the other girl says. She gets up off the ground, scowling. "Unbelievable!" "Hey, can you give me a hand getting up?" Claire says with a casual smirk. The girl grins back and holds out a hand. "Oh, I'll help you get where you need to be~" she says. Claire takes her hand... ...and immediately yanks the girl down toward her. In barely a minute, she's leaning back with a satisfied smile as the chubby girl settles into her gut. A loud belch rings through the air, then she struggles to haul herself back up onto her feet. She makes some attempt at giving a bow before carrying on her way to the counter. The few customers that had turned their attention toward the commotion quickly go back to their own business now that things are resolved. No one seemed particularly interested or concerned, other than one man that was discreetly recording the confrontation who shamefully pretends he wasn't when he notices you looking his way. On her way back, Claire pauses to crouch down and pick up the discarded bag of takeout before coming to rejoin you. "Hey, thanks for making me get the chips Kayla, that extra little bit of exercise is definitely gonna //*uurp*// help me slim down!" Claire says with a laugh as she sets the food down on the table. She gives her belly a possessive pat. "You're gonna need to scooch in, $name.~" "Are you alright? I can't believe that //pendeja// tried to blame you, I saw her walk right into you while staring at her phone..." Kayla says. "Oh I'm doing //great// no need to //*urp*// worry," Claire says. She squeezes her way back into the booth, hiding her stuffed gut under the table in a way that forces her to lean forward a little. "Come on, spit me out already..!" you faintly hear the girl inside plead. "It wasn't actually a big deal, really, I see that now! Let's just, uh, talk this out..!" "Yeah, she had it coming for sure<<if $ateChelsea>>! I can't believe this happened //again//, you would think the people living around the school would be a little more cautious,<<else>>. Nice to get some proof of how effective our classes are!<</if>>" you say with a laugh, shifting a bit deeper into the booth to give her gut some room. You glance over at the bag of food on the table. "Are you claiming that as a prize?" "Oh, no, I was just gonna give it back to her," Claire snickers, pulling out the other girl's burrito. "I did feel a little bad about knocking it onto the floor." You furrow your brow as you watch her unwrap the entire thing... then start to simply slide it between her lips instead of taking a bite. Kayla sighs and touches a hand to her head as the burrito disappears down her roommates throat, a large bulge sliding down to her stomach as it carries on its way to be reunited with her prey. She rests her hands on her belly and lets out a satisfied belch as it settles in. "You are truly a lost cause," Holly says with a slight laugh. "Yeah, no wonder you keep putting on so much weight," Kayla says, shaking her head. "Hey, don't knock it till you try it," Claire replies. She starts to get back to work on her own meal already, and her prey is not particularly happy about it if the occasional thumping under the table is anything to go by. "Maybe I will one of these days! Just to prove that it's not actually that hard to lose it," Kayla counters. "Honestly, it might almost be nice to have the goal of burning it off again like that, I've kinda just been maintaining for a while." "That addicted to the grind, huh? I feel you," Holly says with a laugh. "I wouldn't go that far though, I bet you can find something more productive to work towards." "Yeah, probably," Kayla replies, shrugging.\ <<else>><<set $kaylaPrey.push({name: "A chubby townie", status: "fodder", details: "who had foolishly tried to eat her first"})>>\ "Well, I'm gonna go grab us some more chips," Kayla says. "Be right back!" You keep picking at your food as she gets up to head for the counter. A minute or two later, a shout snaps you to attention, and you look over to see Kayla and another girl fall to the ground. A brown takeout bag thumps down beside them. "What the hell!? Watch where you're going you idiot!" the other girl shouts. She's a pale, somewhat heavyset girl with long dark hair. "Me? You were the one staring at your phone, //puta//!" Kayla says. "Yeah so //you// should have seen //me//, huh?" the girl immediately snaps back. The two glare at each other as they get back onto their feet. "Whatever, asshole, just pay more attention," Kayla grumbles. She sighs. "...are you okay?" "Of course not, you ruined my food!" the girl says, stepping forward and getting in her face. You glance down at the bag on the ground with an incredulous look. Not only did nothing fall out of it, everything inside is presumably wrapped up or in a container anyway. Kayla rolls her eyes and mutters something in spanish. "You serious right now?" "Oh yeah, and I know just how you can make it up to me.~" The girl licks her lips and makes a move for Kayla... ...and barely a minute later, Kayla lets out a loud belch as the chubby girl settles into her gut. She glares down and gives it a firm smack in frustration, then glances over at the woman working the counter. She responds with the most clear "I don't get paid enough to care" shrug you've ever seen. The few customers that had turned their attention toward the commotion quickly go back to their own business now that things are resolved. No one seemed particularly interested or concerned, other than one man that was discreetly recording the confrontation who shamefully pretends he wasn't when he notices you looking his way. Kayla grumbles to herself and crouches down to grab the dropped bag of food, then picks up where she left off, dragging her new passenger along to the counter to get more chips for the table. "Ugh, can you believe that shit? Some people..." she mutters as she rejoins you and Holly. "Come on, spit me out already..!" you faintly hear the girl inside plead. "It wasn't actually a big deal, really, I see that now! Let's just, uh, talk this out..!" Kayla rolls her eyes, setting the food down. With a few grunts and a bit of rough handling on her belly, she forces her way back into the booth despite her size, cramming her gut under the table in a way that leaves her unable to lean back all the way. You shift a little further toward the window to avoid nudging her belly with your feet. "Honestly, some people are just the worst! You handled that like a champ though, way to put her in her place," Holly says with a laugh. She gives her a pat on the back hard enough for you to clearly hear the impact. "She was a real dumbass to mess with someone as tough as you<<if $outfit is "uniform">>... and to not notice you're sitting with a girl that's blatantly wearing a Saint Miluina's uniform<</if>>." "Yeah, she had it coming for sure<<if $ateChelsea>>! I can't believe this happened //again//, you would think the people living around the school would be a little more cautious,<<else>>. Nice to get some proof of how effective our classes are!<</if>>" you say with a laugh. You glance over at the bag of food on the table. "Are you claiming that as a prize?" "Eh, seemed like //*Uurrrp*// a waste to just leave it there," Kayla says. The table shakes a little from her prey struggling, but all it takes is her giving her belly a muffled smack to calm things down again. "Besides, she was so concerned about it, I figure the least I can do is return it to her." "Ha! That's the spirit," Holly says. "Gotta be careful though, no way we went hard enough today to offset all that. You'll end up looking like <<if $fat > 34>>$name if you're not careful." She glances over at you and winces. "Uh, no offense, my bad..."<<else>>that brat you're digesting if you're not careful."<</if>> "I'll be fine, relax," Kayla says, waving her hand dismissively as she unwraps the other girl's burrito. "Honestly, it might almost be //*uurp*// nice to put on some weight so I can have the goal of burning it off again, I've kinda just been maintaining for a while." "That addicted to the grind, huh? I feel you," Holly says with a laugh. "I wouldn't go that far though, I bet you can find something more productive to work towards." "Yeah, probably," Kayla replies, shrugging. She's already a few bites into her prey's burrito. Its original owner is not particularly happy to be reunited, if the occasional thumping under the table is anything to go by. "Damn, this thing is spicy! She didn't strike me as the type that could handle the heat."\ <</if>> \ <<link "Bring up sports as a way to find a goal">><<replace "#choice">><<set $kaylaInfo9 to 1>>\ "Well, you're in the volleyball club, right? Why not focus your training on improving there, try to become the best on the team?" you say. You start to dig into the fresh batch of chips while you talk. "Pretty much there already, Holly's really the only serious competition I've got. Maybe Sunny when she actually puts in effort, but that almost never happens," Kayla says with a smirk. "And the club is more of a just for fun thing, I'd<<if !_claire>> //*urp*//<</if>> feel a little bad if I pushed myself to leave them all in the dust." "That makes sense. Maybe there's some league for something else around here you could join?" you say. "What's your favorite sport?" "Let's see... I was a shotput ace back on the track team, star of the team in baseball before I aged out, used to be the top soccer player in town, before Danny got into it..." she says, visibly annoyed for a moment at the end. "That's great, but I meant more: what's your favorite to //play//," you say. "Like, what's the sport you enjoy the most?" "Oh, um, right..." she replies, looking a little flustered. "Err...<<if !_claire>> //*uurrp*//<</if>> tennis maybe? Not the most glamorous but I've always had fun with it. I don't know though." "I'm a wrestling girl, personally," Holly chimes in, grinning. "Nothing more fun than just getting down and dirty in a hand-to-hand fight for supremacy! Plus, it kinda ties in with what we're learning at the school." "Good point! I don't think I've done any proper wrestling before," Kayla says.<<if !_claire>> She's almost finished with her second burrito already.<</if>> "Maybe you can show me the ropes some time."\ <</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</link>> <<link "Bring up predation as a way to find a goal">><<replace "#choice">>\ "Well, maybe you could set a more productive goal //and// do the weight thing," you say<<if _claire>>, smirking<<else>>. You smirk and give her gut a little nudge with your foot<</if>>. "<<if _claire>>Take a page from Claire's book and focus<<else>>Focus<</if>> on stepping up your pred game.<<if $reputation[0] is "glutton">> Maybe if you really work hard, you can catch up to me some day.<</if>>~" "<<if $reputation[0] is "glutton">>Ha! When you put it like that, it is tempting, but <</if>>I think classes already have me covered there," Kayla replies with a laugh. "I'm not much for random<<if !_claire>> //*urp*//<</if>> snacking, so I think I'd run out of meal options pretty quick if I tried to start pushing hard on extra training there." "Fair point..." you say. You start to dig into the fresh batch of chips before talking again. "You only go for jerks that are really asking for it, right? What's the worst prey you've ever eaten?" "Oh that's easy: Clarissa Thompson. She was pretty much the biggest bully at my highschool, big ginger bitch that liked to pick on anyone that even breathed near her wrong," Kayla explains. "But she was tough, enough that even I tried to just stay out of her way most of the time. Then senior year right before winter break, she decided to eat the nicest girl in the class over the pettiest fucking bullshit..." She <<if !_claire>>takes an aggressive bite of her burrito before continuing, clearly getting annoyed just thinking back about it again.<<else>>pauses to eat a bit of the salsa before Claire finishes the chips off again. She's clearly getting annoyed just thinking back about the story.<</if>> "She was this dainty, kinda nerdy girl that wouldn't hurt a fly and was always happy to help anyone that asked. But, Clarissa overheard her saying that a midterm she'd flunked hard was easy, and that was enough to set her off. Not even like she was gloating or talking down to her or anything, she literally just happened to be close enough to hear her say it to a friend. She flaunted that gut all day, and that was the last straw for me," Kayla says.<<if !_claire>> She pats her belly under the table.<</if>> "Made it my mission to finally <<if !_claire>>//*urp*// <</if>>take her down before the end of the year when we got back from break. Almost flipped the tables on me when I finally got a chance to make my move, and I think she put up the toughest fight I've had to deal with even now once she was down, but damn if it wasn't satisfying as hell to put her away." "Oh I bet," you say.<<if $totalPrey > 7>> "It's always more enjoyable when they give you a real challenge."<</if>><<if _claire>> "<<if $totalPrey < 8>>Taking down a fighter like that is all well and good, but I gotta say<<else>>I don't know<</if>>, being able to just keep stuffing myself without even thinking about //her//," Claire says, patting her belly under the table, "is pretty nice!"<</if>> "Hell yeah! That's what I love about you Kay, always looking out for the little guy and never taking anyone's bullshit!" Holly says, grinning. <</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</link>>\ The <<if _claire>>four<<else>>three<</if>> of you keep chatting for a while, even after you've all finished your meals and picked the chips and salsa clean. The occasional shaking of the table from <<if _claire>>Claire's<<else>>Kayla's<</if>> prey struggling gradually fades away, to the point that you almost forget about the incident. By the time you all get up to leave, she's indistinguishable from the <<if _claire>>absurdly large burrito bowl she's sharing Claire's<<else>>two burritos she's sharing Kayla's<</if>> stomach with. <<if _claire>>It takes a bit of maneuvering for Claire to get into the car with her current bulk, but, after Kayla pushes her seat as far forward as it will go to make room, she manages to get more or less comfortable. "Ahh... that was //*uuuurrp*// amazing..." Claire says, sounding like she's half asleep. "Please don't stink up the car," Kayla says with a slight laugh. "But yeah, this was fun! We should all hang out again sometime!"<<else>>Given her current, bloated state, Kayla carefully squeezes herself into the passenger seat of the car and gives Holly the keys for the ride home. "Whew, this should //*urp*// be good enough..." Kayla says with a sigh. She pats her gut--she had to slide the seat back as far as it would go to prevent it from getting squished against the glove compartment. "You //do// have a license, right Hol?" "What, are you a cop?" Holly says with a laugh. "...I'm gonna choose to take that as a yes," Kayla says. "This was fun, we should all hang out again sometime!"<</if>> "Yeah, for sure! Thanks for inviting me," you reply.<<if $kaylaRel < 4>> <<Kayla 1>><</if>> [[Head back to campus->October 29th- Evening]]<<set $kaylaInfo4 to 1>><<set $kaylaInfo6 to 2>><<if $fullness is 0>><<set $stamina to Math.min($stamina+12, $staminaMax)>><</if>>

<<if ($health < 1) or ($stamina <= 0)>> <<goto "Train Mina With Slate- Fail">> <<elseif $acidStage is 1>> <<set $predAction to "crush">> <<set _predActionIntensity to 2>> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if ($lastAction is "strong") or ($lastAction is "normal")>><<set $counter += 1>><<if $lastAction is "strong">>"Excellent, when a predator is acting defensively like that and you're desperate to get out, pouring everything you can into your struggling is the only way to break through,"<<else>>"Decent work, negating a predator's attempts to soothe themselves is certainly still beneficial. However, if you truly needed to get out quickly, it's going to take more power than that to break through those defenses and overpower them,"<</if>> Slate says. "Now, since you've so rudely interrupted my massage..."<<elseif $lastAction is "soothe">><<addclass "#sootheStruggle" "hide">><<set $noSoothe to true>><<set $counter += 1>>"Well, well, I'm impressed! I don't believe we've covered the merits of pacifying your predator's stomach yet in class," Slate says with a slight hum of satisfaction. "And that was a perfect application of the technique--hijacking my efforts to soothe myself to disarm my stomach. However, while I appreciate the demonstration of skill, that isn't useful for Miss Long at the moment. Please stick to struggling, Miss $last. Perhaps this will motivate you."<<else>>"Are you certain you're taking this seriously, Miss $last? Struggling that weak will easily be overpowered by a massage or other soothing efforts a predator makes, that was a complete waste of your time," Slate chides. "Miss Long, be sure to note how ineffective that was." "I will, professor!" Mina chirps. You sheepishly avoid her gaze. "Now, since you clearly need more motivation to fight with proper vigor..."<</if>> Slate takes a deep breath... then the walls crash in //hard// in all directions, wrapping so tight that the light is all but snuffed out. Mina is pressed so tight against you that you're not sure she can even speak. You're fairly certain all she's doing is clenching her stomach muscles, not even using her arms, but the crushing pressure is //intense//. It's almost alarming that she's willing to use this much force against her students... "//*Uuurp*// Excuse me. My apologies if this is putting you in an inappropriate position, it's a necessary test of your skill," Slate says<<if $breastSize > 44>>, perhaps able to tell that Mina's head is currently completely buried between your tits<</if>>. <</append>> <<elseif $acidStage > 1>> <<if !_dupeProtect>> <<set _dupeProtect to true>> <<set $predHealth to $counter>> <<goto "Train Mina With Slate- Pass">> <</if>> /*unlike first "training with slate" scene, you "pass" as long as you make it to the end, making the right choices only effects how much impact it has on Mina's training and if you gain favor with Slate */ <</if>>

<<if $turn > 5>> <<if !_dupeProtect>> <<set _dupeProtect to true>> <<set $predHealth to $counter>> <<goto "Train Mina With Slate- Pass">> <</if>> <<elseif _triggerBadEnd>> <<goto "Train Mina With Slate- Fail">> <<elseif $lastAction is "rest">> <<set _triggerBadEnd to true>> <<append "#digestion">> "I believe I was very clear, Miss $last, to //not// waste time idling in there," Slate says, <<if $predAction is "crush">>refusing to release the crushing grip her stomach has on you and Mina<<else>>giving her gut a firm slap<</if>>. "I did not generously offer my time outside of class to you just for you to squander it. We're done here..." <</append>> <<set $predAction to "none">> <<elseif $turn is 1>> <<set $predAction to "distracted">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if ($lastAction is "strong") or ($lastAction is "normal")>><<set $counter += 1>>"<<if $lastAction is "strong">>An intense technique like that is a little wasteful against a completely unguarded stomach, you had the opportunity to make a more coordinated attack without wasting so much energy, but that's still good enough for our purposes<<else>>Well done<</if>>," Slate says after stifling a very small burp. "I hope you're paying proper attention to her technique in there, Miss Long." "Of course, I am as focused as I can be!" Mina replies.<<elseif $lastAction is "soothe">><<addclass "#sootheStruggle" "hide">><<set $noSoothe to true>>"Impressive technique, I don't believe we've covered the merits of pacifying your predator's stomach yet in class," Slate says with a slight hum of satisfaction. "However, while I appreciate the demonstration of skill, that isn't useful for Miss Long at the moment. Please stick to struggling, Miss $last."<<else>>"I thought I told you to //struggle//, Miss $last," Slate chides. "Conserving energy can be important, but being so reserved when I directly requested that you struggle is almost insulting. Please put in a little more effort into reading the situation if you're truly aiming to help Miss Long."<</if>> The world around you shifts as Slate goes on the move, the glistening flesh around you jostling and shaking in odd ways along with her footsteps. A soft groan rumbles through the air as she drops back to sit on her desk. She leans forward and idly rests one hand on the top of her belly, but otherwise leaves you alone. "Now then, with that settled, where was I..." Slate mutters under her breath. <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 2>> <<set $predAction to "massage">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if ($lastAction is "weak") or ($lastAction is "normal")>><<set $counter += 1>><<if $lastAction is "weak">>"That's acceptable, I suppose. A distracted predator will be more vulnerable to any sort of disruption, so it isn't a bad time to try to conserve your energy," Slate says. Your whole world tilts as she leans back in her chair. "Though in a scenario where you're desperate to escape, it would have been much smarter to push yourself more."<<else>>"Very good, Miss $last, that was a perfect amount of effort for the circumstances," Slate says. Your whole world tilts as she leans back in her chair. "A distracted predator is vulnerable, but that means you have an opportunity to make more significant progress without overexerting yourself, as you've demonstrated."<</if>><<elseif $lastAction is "soothe">><<addclass "#sootheStruggle" "hide">><<set $noSoothe to true>>"Impressive technique, I don't believe we've covered the merits of pacifying your predator's stomach yet in class," Slate says with a slight hum of satisfaction. Your whole world tilts as she leans back in her chair. "However, while I appreciate the demonstration of skill, that isn't useful for Miss Long at the moment. Please stick to struggling, Miss $last."<<else>>"Hmm, while heavy thrashing like that isn't necessarily a poor course of action for the scenario I laid out, I am a little disappointed in your discretion," Slate says. Your whole world tilts as she leans back in her chair. "A distracted predator will be more vulnerable to less intense blows, to still go all out instead of taking advantage of that to conserve energy is a squandered opportunity--a skilled escape artist should know that. I'm sure it was still of some use to Miss Long, at least."<</if>> You feel her start to gently rub her belly, tracing her hands along the surface with gentle pressure. Unfortunately, because of Mina's flashlight you also //see// this happening, the flesh surrounding you distorting as vague handprints cause it to bulge inward, wet squishing sounds filling your ears as they slide around. "It's been a while since I was this stretched..." Slate says under her breath. She lets out a contented sigh as she carries on with her massage. <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 4>> <<set $predAction to "shake">> <<set $predAttack += 5>> <<set $predDefense -= 5>> <<append "#digestion">> All three of you let out a sigh as Professor Slate finally relaxes her muscles. The fleshy, glistening walls of your teacher's insides fill your vision again as the flashlight is given room to shine. <<if $lastAction is "strong">><<set $counter += 1>>"Well done, giving it your all like that is the only way you're going to have any impact on a predator through such overwhelming force," Slate says.<<elseif $lastAction is "soothe">><<addclass "#sootheStruggle" "hide">><<set $noSoothe to true>>"I can't say I'm certain what you were going for there, Miss $last, perhaps you should wait until we cover the merits of pacifying your predator's stomach in class first before trying to put it into action," Slate says. "Attempting it while you're actively under such intense pressure is rather pointless. Regardless, that advanced technique isn't useful for Miss Long at the moment. Please stick to struggling."<<else>>"Disappointing, Miss $last," Slate says. "If you're going to fight back against such overwhelming force, you'll need to give it your all. <<if $lastAction is "weak">>I could hardly even tell you were trying to move in there.<<else>>That wasn't nearly enough.<</if>>"<</if>> A jolt shakes through her stomach as she abruptly stands up from her desk. You and Mina are thrown back and forth, jostled about as she starts to walk around the room and her belly shakes with her footsteps. It feels like she's intentionally putting more sway in her step to disorient you. "I know I have them somewhere around here..." she mutters to herself. You feel a light tap from the outside. "Do remember that you should be treating this as if there is already a large volume of acid in my stomach, Miss $last." <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 5>> <<set $predAction to "knead">> <<set _predActionIntensity to 3>> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $lastAction is "normal">><<set $counter += 1>>"Excellent work. All that shaking around would have already been somewhat nauseating for me as the predator if my stomach was full of acid, working to amplify that feeling without further disorienting yourself is the perfect way to punish that gamble," Slate says.<<elseif $lastAction is "strong">>"A little sloppy, Miss $last. With that much movement--at least if we consider the hypothetical scenario here--struggling so intensely is going to disorient you further. While it's still effective against your predator, a more reserved approach would have been just as effective without wasting so much energy," Slate says.<<elseif $lastAction is "weak">>"Too reserved, Miss $last. Remember, you're acting as though you're in dire straits here. Although a subtle touch is effective in amplifying the discomfort of all that shaking around, my acids getting stirred up is going to make things much worse for you in there--you can't afford to hold back so much at that stage," Slate says.<<elseif $lastAction is "soothe">><<set $noSoothe to true>>"A valiant attempt, Miss $last, and I'm impressed you though to try such a technique. I don't believe we've covered the merits of pacifying your predator's stomach in class yet. However, advanced techniques like that are not particularly useful to Miss Long at the moment," Slate says.<</if>> "Now, that will conclude my test of your abilities. I certainly hope you were paying close attention in there, Miss Long." "Of course! <<if $counter is 5>>This was very enlightening<<elseif $counter > 0>>I think this has been very useful<<else>>Your commentary along with $name's performance has been quite helpful<</if>>!" Mina replies. "So, what n--" "Just hold on a moment..." Slate says, cutting you off. One of her hands presses in hard against you... then keeps pushing, the walls contorting as she drives a wedge between you and Mina. You can't hold back from letting out a yelp of distress as she begins to aggressively knead at her belly, occasionally clenching and shifting her stomach muscles as well, forcefully repositioning you in her gut. Her uncomfortable maneuvering forces Mina firmly below you, while you're kept closer to the top of her stomach... <</append>> <</if>> <<if $turn < 6>><<set $predHealth to 999>><</if>>

<<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "weak">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $turn is 0>> "Alright Mina, you paying attention?" you say. "As close as I can!" Mina replies. "And that's pretty close right now!" you chuckle. "I'm gonna take it easy to start while she's relaxed, get a feel for moving around under these... unusual conditions." You press your hands against the walls on either side, wincing a little at the disconcerting sight of them sinking into the pink flesh when you apply pressure. You shift your weight to one side, then the other, building up momentum to keep her stomach shaking back and forth without exerting too much effort. Idle as she is, Mina keeps gently bumping into one of your legs, then the other, as she movement slides her around the slick confines. <<elseif $predAction is "crush">> Not liking your odds against such overwhelming force, you try to save your energy and wait for it to be over. All you do is wiggle enough that Slate can probably tell you're doing //something// rather than mounting any real resistance. You shudder to think that she's probably still holding back quite a bit right now... <<elseif $predAction is "shake">> Finding all the movement disorienting, you focus more on trying to keep yourself steady than actively resisting. You shift and push against the walls to try to brace yourself to some degree, failing to accomplish much of anything other than satisfying Slate's demand that you stay active as you're tossed about and knocked into Mina by her efforts. <<else>> <<if !_weakComment>><<set _weakComment to true>>"Sometimes it's better to take it a little easy<<if $predAction is "distracted">>, especially when your predator is distracted like this<</if>>," you tell Mina. "You can't hold back too much if you want to get out, but you also don't want to drain all your energy, so you have to be a bit more strategic than just all out thrashing." You<<else>>You once again<</if>> start to kick and shove at the walls at a more leisurely pace, focusing more on conserving your energy and keeping Mina comfortable as you move around her than doing serious damage. The whole chamber shifts and subtly bounces from your movement, the glow of the flashlight reflecting off the walls almost hypnotic as it dances around alongside your efforts. <</if>> <</append>> <<case "normal">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $turn is 0>> "Alright Mina, you paying attention?" you say. "As close as I can!" Mina replies. "And that's pretty close right now!" you chuckle. "Here we go then..." You shove your hands out against the walls on either side, wincing a little at the disconcerting sight of them sinking into the pink flesh when you apply pressure. You throw your weight to one side, then kick out in the other direction, getting a feel for how best to move around Mina. Soon enough you fall into a serviceable rhythm kicking and shoving at the walls without jostling the small girl too much. <<elseif $predAction is "crush">> With a grunt, you start trying to fight back against the overwhelming pressure. Unfortunately, Mina serving as an extra barrier on top of Slate's muscles crushing in doesn't leave you much room to get any leverage. You're straining just to push back even a little against the vice grip her stomach has on you. <<elseif $predAction is "shake">> "Don't let yourself get disoriented when something like this happens--your predator is taking a real risk stirring up this much movement," you tell Mina. "You gotta make sure you're not the only one getting punished!" The next time Slate's movement shift you to the right, you lean into it, giving a hard shove in that direction. You do the same for every shake and bounce, using the extra momentum she's giving you to your advantage as you pummel the walls. <<else>> You give a hard kick forward, bouncing Mina into you as the flesh she was leaning against stretches out, then snaps back into place. Knowing that sort of thing is unavoidable with this arrangement, you keep up your efforts regardless, kicking and shoving at a moderate pace.<<if !_normalComment>><<set _normalComment to true>> "See how I'm not following any particular pattern here?" you say, pausing briefly to make another hard kick. "It's important to not get predictable when you're struggling, you'll do the most damage when you catch your predator off guard."<<else>> You do your best to vary your movement, not following any particular pattern as you thrash about.<</if>> <</if>> <</append>> <<case "strong">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $turn is 0>> "Alright Mina, you paying attention?" you say. "As close as I can!" Mina replies. "And that's pretty close right now!" you chuckle. "Watch and learn, then! If she wants me to go all out, she'll get it..." You push out hard with both your arms and your legs, stretching Slate's stomach so much that Mina has a little room to shift away from you. The sight of the flesh around you distorting from the movement makes you wince a little. You relax again, only to abruptly shove out again, demonstrating the "heartbeat maneuver" Slate taught in class. A slight grin spreads across your lips as after a few repetitions, even your professor's seasoned stomach lets out a subtle groan of distress. <<elseif $predAction is "crush">> "Normally bracing yourself against the pressure would be a good call here..." you grunt, <<if $breastSize > 44>>hoping that Mina can still hear you through her current... predicament<<else>>hoping that Mina can still hear you alright even as you're pressed to tightly together<</if>>. "But if you desperately need to get out like we're pretending here... you need to put everything you've got into fighting back... harder..!" You brace your arms and legs, buying you and Mina some breathing room, then thrust your weight to one side as hard as you can. As soon as Slate shifts to adjust to the movement, you push back against the pressure in a different direction. You can't quite break the vice grip she has on you, but you pour everything you have into thrashing around in spite of her efforts. <<else>> <<if $predAction is "massage">>Hoping to break through the soothing effort of her massage, you<<else>>You<</if>> start to kick and shove at the walls as hard as you can, <<if $predAction is "shake">>further amplifying the chaos by thrashing around even as the chamber relentlessly shakes and sways. You feel a little bad about how much you're bumping and nudging Mina in the process, but there isn't much you can do to avoid it<<else>>thrashing around the best you can manage without making things too rough for Mina<</if>>. You want to make sure you're putting on a good performance for her, and Slate did say she wanted non-stop aggression. With luck, maybe you can even manage to legitimately upset her stomach. <</if>> <</append>> <<case "rest">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $stamina < 20>>Despite Slate's request to fight nonstop, you just don't have the energy to keep it up. <<if $predAction is "crush">>Especially with this level of intense pressure she's putting on you<<else>>As much as you want to help Mina<</if>>, you just can't bring yourself to keep going without a breather when your life isn't literally on the line.<<else>>Despite Slate's request to fight nonstop, <<if $predAction is "crush">>you're not feeling particularly keen on listening to her if she's going to get this intense with basic training. You let yourself go limp, waiting for the pressure to ease, and hope she won't be too upset.<<elseif $predAction is "shake">>you're far too disoriented by all of this movement with Mina bouncing around alongside you to put up much of a fight. You take a moment to rest and try to recenter yourself, hoping she won't be too upset by the lack of resistance.<<else>>you're struggling to work efficiently with Mina obstructing your space. You risk taking a short break to recenter yourself and try to come up with a better strategy, hoping that Slate won't be too upset.<</if>><</if>> <</append>> <<case "soothe">> <<append "#digestion">> Wanting to show off a little, you <<if $turn is 1>>risk starting with something a bit different<<else>>risk taking a break from outright struggling<</if>>. <<if $predAction is "crush">>Though it's difficult under such intense pressure, you<<else>>You<</if>> rest your hands flat against the stomach wall and apply a gentle amount of pressure, then start to slide them around in soothing patterns, wet squishing sounds trailing along with the movement.<<if $predAction is "massage">>You do your best to compliment Slate's own massage, working with her to further relax her stomach.<<elseif $predAction is "shake">> With how much her stomach is shaking around, you're forced to mostly focus your efforts on just stabilizing yourself, working more to try to counteract the agitation Slate is causing than anything.<</if>> "This is a little advanced, but it's a very useful technique," you <<if $predAction is "crush">>grunt, <<if $breastSize > 44>>hoping that Mina can still hear you through her current... predicament. Though<<else>>though<</if>> it occurs to you that she can't exactly tell what you're doing at the moment<<else>>say<</if>>. "Focusing on relaxing the stomach instead of fighting them can buy you some more time, calm things down a little when it's getting overwhelming." <<if $predAction is "crush">>You're pretty sure you felt Mina give a slight nod in response--as tightly packed as you are, she's not in a great position to speak up.<<else>>"Fascinating, I did not think it was possible to make a predator feel //good// from the inside!" Mina replies.<</if>> <</append>> <<default>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</switch>>

<<Time 18.5>>\ <<set $day9MinaTrain to 2>><<if $predHealth > 4>><<set $minaEscapeTraining += 2>><<else>><<set $minaEscapeTraining += 1>><</if>><<set $predSS to 20+(6*$predHealth)>>\ The movement stops for a moment as Slate seems to assess that she has you in the right position, then she clenches her muscles and the walls clamp down hard around you. Your head finds its way back up into her throat and quickly surges upward. Far smoother than you've ever experienced in your prior labs or escapes, you're ejected from the warm embrace of her insides and out onto the floor of her office. You let out a slight groan as you sit up, catching your breath and orienting yourself. Slimy fluid clings to practically every inch of your body and your limbs feel a little stiff, but otherwise you're no worse for wear thanks to the antacid--thanks to Mina's flashlight, your eyes don't even need time to readjust to the outside world. Thinking of Mina makes a realization dawn on you, and a quick look at Slate's still-distended gut poking out through her shirt confirms it--she only threw //you// up, Mina is still in her stomach. "Now then, Miss Long," Slate says, resting a hand on her belly. "I'd like you to demonstrate what you've learned, to see if this little experiment was really worth our time." "Yes, professor, I would be happy to!" Mina's muffled voice replies. "Then begin," Slate says. She glances over at you. "There are towels on the chair there if you would like to freshen up." Sure enough, you notice a small stack of towels now sitting on one of the chairs in front of her desk--you'd wager that that's what she was looking for when she walked around shaking you. It won't be nearly as effective as a shower, but you still take the opportunity to wipe off most of the slime her stomach coated you with. You watch in awkward silence as Slate puts Mina's training to the test. She gives very few pointers, simply encouraging Mina to continue as she varies the resistance she's putting on her, cycling through the same general challenges she had you face to see how well Mina has learned to identify and adapt to different situations. You can tell she's putting her all into it, Slate's belly constantly stretching and bulging from the tiny girl's movement. You smile--it seems like she's doing well. Near the end, Slate even lets out a small burp that seems to catch her off guard. "That will do, Miss Long," Slate says after a time. "Relax, and I'll get you out." Once Mina stops struggling, Slate presses down on the front of her belly. Almost effortlessly, the bulge of Mina's body shifts up into her throat, and in just a few seconds the tiny girl is ejected onto the floor beside you. You offer her a towel as she gets to her feet, which she happily accepts. "So, how did she do?" you ask. "It looked pretty good from out here!" "Your technique still needs a great deal of work, Miss Long, if you wish to survive here without the assistance of your friend that I surmise has been playing the role of guardian angel," Slate says. You avert your gaze as she shoots you a look, though it didn't seem as judgemental as you were expecting. "However, I definitely saw some clear improvement here tonight. Remember what you've learned here, continue to focus hard on your studies, and perhaps one day you can truly excel." "Thank you, professor, I will do my best!" Mina says with a wide smile. "I truly appreciate you taking the time to help me tonight, I believe this training was very useful." Professor Slate gives a slight nod in her direction, with perhaps the faintest smile. "As for you, Miss $last, <<if $predHealth is 0>>your performance was frankly quite disappointing. Although it seems Miss Long was still able to benefit from the exercise, I expect far better from you." "S-Sorry ma'am, I guess I may have been a bit out of it tonight," you say sheepishly. "I'll do better in the future..."<<elseif $predHealth > 4>>your performance was exemplary! I expect nothing less from you, Miss Long is quite lucky to have someone of your skill assisting her." "Thank you, ma'am!" you reply with a smile. "I try my best."<<if $slateFavor < 3>> <<set $slateFavor += 1>>@@color:lime;You seem to have gained a little bit of respect from Professor Slate!@@<</if>><<else>>your performance was satisfactory, though I feel you were not quite performing to the best of your ability. Regardless, it was very kind of you to offer your services to Miss Long." "Of course, I'm happy to help out!" you reply.<</if>> "Well then, I still have paperwork I need to get through before I leave for the evening," Slate says, walking over to sit at her desk. "You're both dismissed, I will see you in class tomorrow." You and Mina excuse yourselves, stepping out of her office and leaving the professor to her business. You start to make your way back through the halls to your dorms. "I think you impressed her," you say. "You'll be busting out of stomachs no problem by the end of the semester, I guarantee it!" "I certainly hope so! This training was a great help, $name, thank you again for your assistance!" Mine replies. "Anytime! We should see if she's willing to do this again sometime."<<if $minaRel < 5>> <<Mina 1>><</if>> The two of you carry on through the halls and downstairs, parting ways at Mina's dorm. You hurry back to your own dorm as soon as you've said your farewell, eager to properly rinse off after marinating in Professor Slate's digestive fluids for so long. <<include "playerPreyEscape">>[[Head inside and get cleaned up->October 29th- Night]]

<<Time 18.5>>\ <<if $overexerted>>Try as you might, you just don't have the energy to keep fighting like Slate wants to. You let your arms and legs fall limp, breathing heavily. "Sorry Mina... I think that's all I've got in me..." you groan. "Honestly, Miss $last?" Slate says. "I know you had a lab earlier today, but I still expected better from you after you specifically suggested such training. I've half a mind to keep you in there until I leave for the night for wasting my time like this..." <</if>>"Sorry, professor, I--" Before you can even finish getting the words out, a powerful wave of pressure washes over you, the walls of her stomach clamping down hard to force you out. Your head finds its way back up into her throat and quickly surges upward. Far smoother than you've ever experienced in your prior labs or escapes, you're ejected from the warm embrace of her insides and out onto the floor of her office. Mina quickly follows behind, landing partially on top of you. You let out a slight groan as you sit up, catching your breath and orienting yourself. Slimy fluid clings to practically every inch of your body and your limbs feel a little stiff, but otherwise you're no worse for wear thanks to the antacid--thanks to Mina's flashlight, your eyes don't even need time to readjust to the outside world. She seems even less bothered by the experience than you, already back up on her feet. "My time is precious, Miss $last, and as it is clear you are not fully committed to this training I was gracious enough to facilitate, I won't indulge it any further," Slate says, glaring down at you. She nods toward the door, then goes to sit at her desk. "Please see yourselves out, I have work to do." "I... yes, ma'am, I'm sorry..." you say sheepishly. <<set $slateFavor -= 1>>@@color:red;Slate is not impressed with you.@@ You and Mina hurry out of her office, not wanting to further annoy the professor. You sigh as you start to make your way down the hall. "Sorry, Mina, I guess I kinda messed that up for you..." you say. "It is okay, $name! I still appreciate the attempt," Mina replies.<<if $turn > 1>> "I learned what I could from the time we were able to get, every little bit helps!"<</if>> The two of you carry on through the halls and downstairs, parting ways at Mina's dorm. You hurry back to your own dorm as soon as you've said your farewell, eager to properly rinse off after marinating in Professor Slate's digestive fluids. <<include "resetFromFakeout">>[[Head inside and get cleaned up->October 29th- Night]]

<<set $day9LeahBullied to true>>\ You head out of the hall and make your way upstairs. There's no answer at first when you knock on the door to Room K224 and you start to worry she may have forgotten. After waiting a few seconds, you knock again. Nothing. You're about to shoot her a text when suddenly you hear a familiar voice from somewhere around the corner. Getting a bad feeling, you decide to investigate and quickly happen upon a sight that gets your heart pumping. Just around the corner of the hallway where her dorm is, you spot a visibly uncomfortable Leah with her back against the wall, standing face to face with two of Alice's lackeys--Betty and Cassidy. <<if $showedBettyMercy>>Evidently, the incident earlier in the year where you nearly digested her wasn't enough of a push for Betty to change her bullying ways. "Hey, I love your sweater! What fabric is this?" Cassidy asks, grabbing hold of Leah's sleeve. She doesn't come off too threatening, but it's clear from the shorter girl's face just how uneasy she is. "T-Thanks... It's um... I-I don't really--" "Hey! What the hell is going on here?" you shout, causing Leah to flinch while Betty and Cassidy turn their heads in your direction. Your glare is fixed directly on the former. "Oh, hi $name! We were just--" Cassidy starts to say until Betty slaps her arm. She won't look you in the eye, instead staring off to the side away from everyone. "We were just leaving." "Wait, we were?" Cassidy replies with a hint of disappointment. Betty has already started walking down the hall though, and Cassidy eventually decides to follow before she gets too far away. "Bye Leah! It was really nice meeting you!" she says, waving at your friend before hurrying after Betty. Leah waves back with her arm only half-raised. "That was weird..." Leah says, letting out a deep breath. There are several beads of sweat streaking down the side of her head, at least until she consciously wipes them away with her sleeve. "Um... thanks for showing up when you did $name." "Don't mention it," you say with a smile. "So, wanna head to your dorm now? I'm really excited to see <<if $club is "dungeon">>Eriah in person<<else>>your costume<</if>>!" Leah immediately puts her hands together and blushes. "Y-Yeah, lets go," she mumbles. It's subtle, but looking a bit closer you can tell she's smiling too. [[Head to Leah's dorm->October 29th- Afternoon: Leah Costume]]<<else>>\ <<if $eatenByBetty or $day6HuntBettyEmma or ($cassidyParty is "pred") or ($cassidyParty is "ate")>>You've had a bone to pick with them for a while now, but seeing them gang up on your friend adds another layer to your disdain--there's no way Leah of all people instigated this.<<else>>You clench your fists at the sight--there's no way Leah of all people instigated this.<</if>> "Hey, I love your sweater! What fabric is this?" Cassidy asks, grabbing hold of Leah's sleeve. She doesn't come off too threatening, but it's clear from the shorter girl's face just how uneasy she is. "T-Thanks... It's um... I-I don't really--" "Hey! What the hell is going on here?" you shout, causing Leah to flinch while Betty and Cassidy turn their heads in your direction. "Oh, hi $name! We were just--" Cassidy starts to say until Betty slaps her arm. <<if $aliceRel > -2>>"Excuse me? Who do you think you are?" Betty growls. "Mind your own business, unless you're looking to become part of my dinner plans."." "Just leave my friend alone please. We have somewhere to be and aren't looking for any problems." "Ha! That's rich. I'm surprised an overweight slob like this has friends to begin with, but I guess you <<if $fat > 19>>fit the bill<<else>>just have low standards<</if>>." Betty sneers, her face taking on a smug expression as she turns fully to confront you. "Wait, doesn't that mean she's eaten, like, a lot of people though?" Cassidy chimes in, getting a sharp glare from Betty. "Oh, but, like, you should totally go to the gym more!"<<else>>"Ugh, you again? Why do you think it's okay to show your face around me?" Betty growls, staring daggers at you. "Hey, I thought your boss was the only one who gets to treat Cassidy that way," you say with a smirk. "And I swear I've heard that last line from her before. Seriously, it's like you wish you could be Alice or something." "What the fuck did you just say, bitch?" Betty hisses, leaving Leah in Cassidy's hands as she steps right up into your face. "Yeah, rude! Betty is like, perfectly fine the way she is!" Cassidy chimes in. Betty doesn't acknowledge her partner in crime, but you swear you just saw her eye twitch.<</if>> As expected, talking your way out of any situation with these two is an uphill battle. More than that, however, you can't help but feel terrible for Leah and her involvement. She hasn't said anything since you made your entrance, and her knees look like they're quivering from anxiety. Her presence does give you an idea on how to solve this problem, though. It's risky considering you would have to rely on Leah to follow your lead, but a diplomatic approach might be even riskier if Betty decides to take the first swing. <<if $aliceSimp > 1>>Besides, taking these two out right now would certainly thin out your competition for Alice's attention... so long as she never finds out.<</if>> \ <<link "Try to eat Betty">> <<set $pacifist to false>> <<set _checkType to "oral">> <<set _baseline to 12>> <<set _modifier to 3>> <<include "voreCheck">> <<if _swallow>> <<goto "Leah Peril- Eat Betty">> <<else>> <<set $stamina -= 6>> <<replace "#choice">>\ <<if $aliceRel < -1>>"Yeah Betty, don't be so self-conscious! You look fantastic today--plus I'd hate for my stomach to ruin all your hard work on that circus application you call a face." "Oh you're dead!" Betty yells, sporting the angriest scowl you've seen in a while. Her brazen attempt to grab your shoulders is far too telegraphed though, allowing you to sidestep it with ease. Her costly whiff gives you a golden opportunity to grab her from behind, which you're happy to take before she gets the chance to right herself. Betty roars in contempt as you move to wrap your mouth around her head, but before you're able to do so, she drives one of her elbows back into your stomach, causing you to gasp in pain. While you're still reeling from the impact, Betty takes advantage by grabbing both of your wrists and dragging them right up to her mouth. @@color:orange;Your strength fails you.@@ "You're absolutely pathetic! It's time you finally learned your place in the world, you repulsive whore!" Betty spits. <<if $eatenByBetty>>"Ugh, just try it! You know you can't handle me!"<<else>>"Just fuck off already! I'll make you cry from the inside out if I have to!"<</if>> you snap back to preserve some dignity, squirming as much as you can in her grasp. It's clear your threats are lost on her--she doesn't even bother to get the last word in before pulling your hands into her slimy mouth... "STOP!" you hear Leah scream suddenly, and instinctively turn your head back in her direction. She'd been so quiet you nearly forgot about her, and despite her score to settle with you, Betty pauses to look as well--though she doesn't release your hands from the damp hold of her mouth. Leah meanwhile has Cassidy's arms held firm against her sides, the blonde girl's head tilted slightly back toward Leah's mouth. "Aw, you like my sweater too? Thanks! I bought it from--Ow!" Cassidy starts to say, but interrupts herself when Leah smacks her shoulder. The scowl on Leah's face is far from characteristic, though her knees are still visibly shaking. "Let $name go, o-or I'll deliver justice to your comrade," Leah continues, breathing heavily once she's finished. You look back to Betty after, who doesn't acknowledge you other than releasing your hands after a few stagnant moments. It opens a window of opportunity to fight back, but Betty promptly puts those hopes to bed with a frustrated shove that sends you to the floor in a daze. "Or you'll... what?" Betty asks, her expression a blend of confusion and disgust. "Or-Or I'll eat her..." Leah answers. Her face sinks a little bit after. "Do you honestly think I care what happens to her?" Betty says with an obnoxious smirk. "You might be even dumber than this filth." "Yeah! I'll just call Alice if you do that! She won't be happy at all!" Cassidy speaks up again. Betty clenches both of her fists, staring daggers at her companion. It's only brief, but it does provide you with another opening--one you aren't keen on wasting this time. From your place on the ground, you quickly use your arm to sweep Betty's feet out from under her, picking yourself up while she falls with an indignant shriek. Before you can act on any thoughts of payback, however, Leah panics and shoves Cassidy in Betty's direction. "Leave us alone!" Leah shouts. "Or n-next time we won't show mercy!" she adds, then takes off in the direction of her dorm. Instead of pushing your luck, you decide to simply cut your losses and follow her.<<else>>"Come on, wouldn't teaming up on a sophomore be more impressive?" you say with a sigh. "Putting this much energy towards a couple of freshmen is a waste of everyone's time." "Who says I'm trying to impress anyone, bitch? I'm just doing my part by taking out trash when I see it," Betty answers, placing a hand on her hip. You roll your eyes. Clearly you aren't getting anywhere with reason, but Betty is leaving herself open standing like that. You shoot Leah a glance, noticing that her hands are on Cassidy's sides already. Evidently she has the same idea as you. Confident in your plan, you shift your eyes back to Betty and shrug. "Fine. We'll do things your way," you say, keeping your intentions vague until the moment you lunge for Betty's shoulders. She's caught off guard by the maneuver, looking genuinely stunned for a second before her face morphs back into a disgusted scowl. You savor her expression knowing this is the last time you'll ever have to see it, but right as you lean in to swallow her, Betty quickly rears her head back and rams her forehead against your chin. @@color:orange;Your strength fails you.@@ Your world goes blurry after the impact. Little white specks are fluttering in and out of your vision as you fall to the ground on your side, fortunate to not bang your head a second time. "You pathetic bitch! How dare you!" Betty says, clear rage in her tone. "Trying to fuck with me--you're even stupider than you look," she leans down, grabbing your wrists and roughly pulling you up onto your knees, holding both of your hands worryingly close to her mouth. "It's time you finally learned your place in the world, you worthless--" "STOP!" you suddenly hear Leah scream. Lazily, you tilt your throbbing head in her direction, and the sight of your friend holding Cassidy's arms to her sides fades into focus. Leah had been so quiet up until now that you nearly forgot about her, and despite Betty's score to settle with you, she pauses to look as well. "Aw, you like my sweater too? Thanks! I bought it from--Ow!" Cassidy starts to say, but interrupts herself when Leah smacks her shoulder. The scowl on Leah's face is far from characteristic, though her knees are still visibly shaking. "Let $name go, o-or I'll deliver justice to your comrade," Leah continues, breathing heavily once she's finished. You look back to Betty after, who doesn't acknowledge you other than releasing your hands after a few stagnant moments--though you're still too disoriented to take advantage of the window she's given you. "Or you'll... what?" Betty asks, her expression a blend of confusion and disgust. "Or-Or I'll eat her..." Leah answers. Her face sinks a little bit after. "Do you honestly think I care what happens to her?" Betty says with an obnoxious smirk. "You might be even dumber than this filth." "Yeah! I'll just call Alice if you do that! She won't be happy at all!" Cassidy chimes in. Betty clenches both of her fists, staring daggers at her companion. It's only brief, but it does provide you with another opening--one you're able to act on this time. From your place on the ground, you quickly use your arm to sweep Betty's feet out from under her, picking yourself up while she falls with an indignant shriek. Before you can act on any thoughts of payback, however, Leah panics and shoves Cassidy in Betty's direction. "Leave us alone!" Leah shouts. "Or n-next time we won't show mercy!" she adds, then takes off in the direction of her dorm. You decide to cut your losses and follow her.<</if>> [[Head to Leah's dorm->October 29th- Afternoon: Leah Costume]]\ <</replace>> <</if>> <</link>> <<link "Continue trying to talk them down">><<replace "#choice">>\ <<if $aliceRel < -1>>"Yeah Betty, don't be so self-conscious! You look fantastic today--I'd feel bad if my stomach ruined all your hard work on the clown act you were auditioning for." "Oh you're dead!" Betty yells, sporting the angriest scowl you've seen in a while. Her brazen attempt to grab your shoulders is far too telegraphed though, allowing you to sidestep it with ease. Her costly whiff gives you a golden opportunity to grab her from behind, which you're happy to take before she gets the chance to right herself. <<if $day6HuntBettyEmma>>You're really not in the mood to taste that ocean of blonde hair again though, and<<else>>You've already decided you aren't in the mood to try and eat her, however, and<</if>> instead opt to shove her off to the side. Betty lets out a furious shriek as she stumbles down the hall--it's impressive how she manages to not fall over outright, but by the time she regains her footing, the fight is already over. Leah has one of her hands on Cassidy's wrist and another on her shoulder, while you stand on her opposite side in case she tries to escape. "Let her go now," Betty demands. "Or else..." "Or else what?" you say with a laugh. "You're already being phased out by those other goons. What's Alice gonna think when she finds out you can't even babysit properly?" Betty visibly wants nothing more than to bite back, but by some miracle she manages to compose herself--the gravity of her situation must be setting in. The staredown goes on for a few tense moments... but you end up budging first by signaling for Leah to let Cassidy go. The ditzy girl doesn't go anywhere at first, seemingly confused about what was going on. You have to give her a little push from behind for her to get the hint and start walking. For her part, Leah looks a bit disappointed watching Cassidy leave her clutches for Betty's side. "...It's cute that you think any of that matters to me," Betty finally says. Her expression looks smug as ever, but the rest of her body language shows a sense of relief. "Watch your back.~" "Whatever," you respond as the duo takes their leave. As tempting as it is to add more fuel to the fire on their way out, you turn your attention towards your friend instead. "You alright, Leah?" "Yeah, I'm okay... um, thanks to you." "Don't mention it," you say with a smile. "So, wanna head to your dorm now? I'm really excited to see <<if $club is "dungeon">>Eriah in person<<else>>your costume<</if>>!" Leah immediately puts her hands together and blushes. "Y-Yeah, lets go," she mumbles. It's subtle, but looking a bit closer you can tell she's smiling too.<<else>>"Come on, wouldn't it be more impressive to team up on an upperclassman or something?" you say with a sigh." "Who says I'm trying to impress anyone, bitch? I'm just doing my part by taking out trash when I see it." Betty answers, placing a hand on her hip. "Taking out the trash? Really? I'm having a hard time picturing you as a janitor," you say, <<if $eatenByCustodian>>choosing to ignore that you have some experience with predatory custodians.<<else>>hoping she won't twist your point as some kind of insult.<</if>> "Seriously, why not set your sights higher than that? Putting this much effort towards a couple of freshmen is a waste of everyone's time." Betty's mouth slants, which doesn't make it any easier to tell what she's thinking. After a few moments however, she turns her body away, flipping her enormous ponytail to the side in the process. "Come on, Cassidy. We're leaving," she says with an air of superiority, starting to walk down the hall right after. She doesn't turn towards you again. "Oh, okay!" Cassidy responds with a hint of disappointment, quickly following her lead. Unlike Betty, she actually does look back on her way out. "Bye Leah! It was really nice meeting you!" She says, waving at your friend before hurrying down the hall after Betty. Leah waves back with her arm only half-raised. "That was weird..." Leah says, letting out a deep breath. There are several beads of sweat streaking down the side of her head, at least until she consciously wipes them away with her sleeve. "Um... Thanks for showing up when you did $name." "Don't mention it," you say with a smile. "So, wanna head to your dorm now? I'm really excited to see <<if $club is "dungeon">>Eriah in person<<else>>your costume<</if>>!" Leah immediately puts her hands together and blushes. "Y-Yeah, lets go," she mumbles. It's subtle, but looking a bit closer you can tell she's smiling too.<</if>> [[Head to Leah's dorm->October 29th- Afternoon: Leah Costume]]\ <</replace>><</link>>\ \ <</if>>

<<set $ateBettyDay9 to 1>><<set $cassidyEaten to true>><<set $preyName to "Betty">><<set $preyHealthMax to 32>><<set $preyResilience to 2>><<set $preyFrustration to 2>><<set $preyExhaustion to 0>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "BettyLeah_PredActions">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "BettyLeah_Struggle">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "BettyLeah(TEXT)">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Leah Peril- Eat Betty: Failure">><<set $preySize to 5>><<set $fullness += $preySize>>\ <<set _firstBrace to false>><<set _bellySquish to false>><<set _tauntResponse to false>><<set _firstCrush to false>><<set _firstTaunt to false>><<set _firstBellyTaunt to false>><<set _crushedEnding to false>>\ <<if $aliceRel < -1>>"Yeah Betty, don't be so self-conscious! You look fantastic today--plus I'd hate for my stomach to ruin all your hard work on that circus application you call a face." "Oh you're dead!" Betty yells, sporting the angriest scowl you've seen in a while. Her brazen attempt to grab your shoulders is far too telegraphed though, allowing you to sidestep it with ease. Her costly whiff gives you a golden opportunity to grab her from behind, which you're happy to take before she gets the chance to right herself. Betty roars in contempt as you move to devour her, her attempt at fighting back coming much too late to make any difference. "Get the fuck off m--" she screeches, being cut off by your lips wrapping around her head. <<if $day6HuntBettyEmma>>A mouthful of her long, voluminous hair isn't something you were looking forward to experiencing again, but the scratchy feeling is worth suffering over if it means getting Betty out of the picture once and for all<<else>>The scratchy feeling of her long, voluminous hair makes you wince, but the satisfaction of taking Betty out for good more than makes up for it<</if>>. @@color:yellowgreen;You overpowered your prey.@@ "Hey! What the heck, $name!" Cassidy starts to say. "You'd better spit her out, or I'll tell Ali--//MMPH!//" The ditzy girl's threat is interrupted in the same way as her companion's--with a loud slurping sound. You're not able to turn all the way to look with Betty still struggling in your arms, but in your peripheral you can just barely make out Leah working Cassidy's head and shoulders into her mouth. You can't help but laugh on the inside--finally you're the one with some backup. Betty's furious writhing doesn't slow down at all as you pass over her large breasts, but it's futile at this point. Her forearms are flailing uselessly at her sides now that she's elbow-deep inside you, and her stomping feet aren't even close to hitting your toes. It doesn't stop her from trying however--at least not until you flip the blonde bully up over your head. Betty shrieks from within after your maneuver, and you respond by giving her head a taunting pat right as it starts to stretch out your stomach. Each gulp you take is harmoniously met by another from nearby as you and Leah wolf down your respective prey. You don't doubt her ability to take down Cassidy of all people, but you'd still prefer to finish up with your meal sooner rather than later so you can check up on her. Using both of your hands, you guide Betty's legs up toward the ceiling and swallow, incrementally taking them in starting with her thighs, then her calves, and finally her feet--though you pause for a moment to remove her fur-laden boots before carelessly tossing them behind you. There's a mass of air welling up in the bottom of your throat, but you quell it for just long enough to turn and watch the last of Cassidy's own boots slip between Leah's lips, likely never to be seen again.<<else>>"Come on, wouldn't teaming up on a sophomore be more impressive?" you say with a sigh. "Putting this much energy towards a couple of freshmen is a waste of everyone's time." "Who says I'm trying to impress anyone, bitch? I'm just doing my part by taking out trash when I see it," Betty answers, placing a hand on her hip. You roll your eyes. Clearly you aren't getting anywhere with reason, but Betty is leaving herself open standing like that. You shoot Leah a glance, noticing that her hands are on Cassidy's sides already. Evidently she has the same idea as you. Confident in your plan, you shift your eyes back to Betty and shrug. "Fine. We'll do things your way," you say, keeping your intentions vague until the moment you lunge for Betty's shoulders. She's caught off guard by the maneuver, looking genuinely stunned for a second before her face morphs back into a disgusted scowl that promptly vanishes inside your mouth. @@color:yellowgreen;You overpowered your prey.@@ "Get the fuck off m--" she starts to say until a loud gulp drowns out her screeching. <<if $day6HuntBettyEmma>>You're not particularly thrilled to taste the strong, chemical flavor of her makeup again<<else>>The strong, synthetic taste of all the foundation covering her face almost makes you gag<</if>>, but it only takes a few seconds to force Betty's head down into your throat. Her top isn't much better, but the lingering taste of chemicals on your tongue makes the thick fabric feel edible by comparison. "Hey! What the heck, $name!" Cassidy starts to say. "You'd better spit her out, or I'll tell Ali--//MMPH!//" The ditzy girl's threat is cut off by a pair of lips falling over her head. Leah moves quickly, dragging Cassidy's shoulders in next--she's catching up to your own progress on Betty despite your head start. Not to be outdone, you descend further over the blonde bully's body, cramming her large breasts into your mouth before pulling them into your esophagus with a loud, strenuous swallow. Betty's livid screeches become easier to tune out as she gets closer to your stomach and away from your ears, and her squirming is similarly useless. At least until one of her wild kicks manages to connect with your shin. Frustrated, you reposition your hands onto her hips and flip Betty up above your head, causing her shirt to fall and leave her soft midriff exposed. Compared to the rest of her, the short segment of skin feels like fine dining when it sinks past your tongue and into your throat. With Betty's lower half obstructing most of your vision, you're stuck using your peripheral to monitor Leah's progress--she's only just swallowed Cassidy's breasts. You have a strong feeling that her falling behind isn't because she's outmatched, but for now you have your own meal to worry about. Betty's legs are of no use to her pointed towards the ceiling, but it doesn't stop her from furiously flailing them around while they sink into your throat in incremental gulps. Her thighs, calves, and feet all pass through your lips with satisfying ease--though you pause for a moment to take off her fur-laden boots before dropping them in the middle of the hall without much thought. There's a large volume of air welling up inside your stretched stomach, but you quell it for just long enough to watch Cassidy's calves and feet disappear through Leah's lips, boots and all.<</if>> You and Leah finally belch in near-unison, the beginning of hers drowning out the end of yours. Betty's struggling is already creating some discomfort inside your stomach, but you want to see how your friend is faring before focusing on anything else. "Hey, you alright?" you ask, running a hand back and forth along your oversized belly. "U-Um... yeah, I think soo//OOOouuurrp!//" Leah says, belching mid-sentence. You both laugh, though there's definitely some blush creeping into her face. "...yeah. I'm definitely okay. Thanks, $name." "What the FUCK do you think you're doing!?" Betty screams, her hands and feet reappearing as defined bulges beneath the surface of your stomach as she assaults your insides. You give your gut a hearty smack in response. "Don't mention it," you respond to Leah with a smile. "I'd say let's //*urrrrrrrp*// head to your dorm now, but I wouldn't want to bother <<if $malloryRel > 1>>Mal<<else>>your roommate<</if>> with all this," you continue, sitting down against the wall next to Leah. "Well, she's not there right now, but..." Leah starts to say before her sentence trails off. "Yeah. Good idea." Your smile sticks as you watch Leah try and ease herself to the ground beside you. Compared to Betty, Cassidy hasn't even started struggling yet. It's like she's more confused than anything else. Still, Leah looks like she's out of breath by the time her butt touches the floor.<<set $sceneAttack to 0>><<set $sceneDefense to 0>><<done>><<include $sceneActionsLink>><<replace "#actionReminder">><<PredActionReminder>><</replace>><</done>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "predOptions">></div><<set $leahPrey.push({name: "Cassidy", status: "minor", details: "none"})>>

<<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "relax">> <<if _bellySquish>> <<set _roll to random(1,2)>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> You decide that simply watching the two bullies squirm helplessly in the prison you've created is a moment worth savoring, so you don't bother turning up the heat any further. It's a little awkward considering your arms are still interlocked with Leah's, but she doesn't seem to have any issues with it... <<else>> It's clear that Betty and Cassidy aren't much of a threat like this, so you decide to just sit still and enjoy their struggle rather than fight against it. A loud groan echoes through the hall courtesy of one of your stomachs--it's not entirely clear which. Being this close, Leah is having a hard time avoiding eye contact, and she gives you a meek smile whenever your eyes meet. She looks more nervous rather than outright uncomfortable, thankfully. <</if>> <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "crush">> <<if _bellySquish>> <<set $preyHealth to -1>> <<set _crushedEnding to true>> <<set $karma -= 1>> <<append "#digestion">> Feeling satisfied with your display of dominance over the bullies, you decide it's time to finally wrap this up. While Betty continues her efforts to gain even a little bit of ground against your stomach, you look over at Leah and silently mouth one word to her: "//Pull//". <</append>> <<elseif !_firstCrush>> <<set _firstCrush to true>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> Betty's screeching and insults are one thing, but her incessant struggling is really starting to get on your nerves. All you wanted was to hang out with Leah for a bit, and Betty has done nothing but waste your time. It's time to speed things up. "Well Betty, I'd say it was nice knowing you..." you begin, running your hands over her as you begin to lean forward. "...but it really wasn't." From there, you wrap your arms and legs around your gut as tight as possible and start to squeeze with all your might, causing her to scream in both pain and fury. In the corner of your eye, you can see Leah watching with a wide-eyed expression. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "taunt">> <<if ($turn < 6) and !_firstTaunt>> <<set _firstTaunt to true>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "You know, it's pretty lucky we ran into you two. Our initial plans didn't involve getting dinner together, but it's hard to say no to free food!" you say out loud, enough so that even Cassidy would be able to hear. "I thought all the food here was free? We could've, like, all gone to the dining hall together," the ditzy girl says from inside Leah's gut. "You didn't have to eat us, jerk!" "You tasted better... so uh, settle in," Leah responds, giving her prey's head a pat. She looks at you afterward, to which you smile and nod. Leah smiles back--for a second it looks like she's about to add to her taunt, but ultimately just settles back into massaging her gut. <</append>> <<elseif _bellySquish>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if !_firstBellyTaunt>><<set _firstBellyTaunt to true>> "Woah! That was //*urp!*// uncalled for, Betty. Apologize to Cassidy right now, or I'll have to file a complaint to your boss," you say, giving your belly a light shake with your elbows. You aren't very subtle about ‘accidentally' bumping her head with one of them in the process. "Yeah! I've been helping you out for like, two months now! I'm not worthless..." Cassidy says, sounding genuinely upset. "Helping!? All you ever do is get in the way!" Betty growls, content to double down on her stance. "Alice and I would be much better off if you just went off and got eaten by an upperclassman already!" "Not true! You got yourself eaten all on your own--it's not my fault!" "You know, this is really making me appreciate how great //my// friends are," you say, looking up at Leah now. "Y-Yeah... same." <<else>> While Betty and Cassidy continue to bicker at each other, you can't resist stoking Betty's ire just a bit more. You squeeze your legs just tight enough to ‘grip' your stomach with them, but not enough to make things overly painful for her. From there, you rock your knees from side to side, lightly shaking up the acidic contents of your gut until you feel some air rushing up your throat. You tilt your head back slightly so the belch flies above Leah's head rather than directly into her face. <</if>> <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "progress">> <<if ($progress is 3) and _bellySquish>> <<append "#digestion">> While in the midst of enjoying Betty and Cassidy's struggle, a seemingly innocuous punch from the former takes you by surprise. You lean forward and wheeze, feeling short of breath for a few seconds until your gut restores order on its own by forcing her back into a fetal position. "GET... ME... THE FUCK... OUT!" Betty shouts, thrashing as hard as she can in her disadvantageous state. She may have just gotten lucky, but a throbbing ache still lingers throughout your stomach. "$name, a-are you okay..?" Leah asks. She looks like she doesn't know what to do. "Yep. Just a flesh wound," you laugh. She does the same, but it's clear she's still concerned. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<default>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</switch>>

<<if $turn is 0>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Don't think you can just fucking ignore me!" Betty shouts, her subsequent struggling pushing out another belch. It's actually starting to get to you a bit. "Once I get out, you'll regret ever coming to this school!" <</append>> <<elseif ($turn is 1) and ($lastAction is "relax")>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<set _preyActionIntensity to 3>> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> Despite her protests, you do decide to ignore her, instead leaning all the way back against the wall. You shut your eyes for a moment to take in the reverie of being so stuffed. It feels fantastic... or at least it did until Betty's wild thrashing hits you in a tender spot. The sharp, sudden pain forces you to lean forward as you belch again--this one coming alongside a rush of throat-scalding bile that you're forced to choke back down. "Uh... are you okay, $name?" Leah asks. Her hands are wrapped around her belly, but not particularly tight. You'd be lying if Cassidy's lack of vigor compared to Betty didn't make you a little envious. "Just fine," you respond, giving her a thumbs up despite your watering eyes. <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 3>> <<if $preyExhaustion > 1>> <<set $preyAction to "rest">> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<elseif ($lastAction is "crush") and !_firstBrace>> <<set _firstBrace to true>> <<set $preyAction to "brace">> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<else>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <</if>> <<append "#digestion">> "Dear god, you two are so fucking annoying!" Betty growls, <<if $preyAction is "rage">>kicking up a storm inside your stomach. It lets out a sharp growl in response, clearly not pleased about all the punishment it's taking.<<elseif $preyAction is "rest">>breathing heavily after despite her big talk. Your stomach responds with a foreboding rumble, ready to get to work on its captive.<<else>>holding her arms and legs out far enough for four bulges to show up on opposite ends of your gut. Your stomach lets out a low groan, like it's frustrated by her defensive maneuver.<</if>> <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 5>> <<if $preyExhaustion > 1>> <<set $preyAction to "rest">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <<elseif ($lastAction is "crush") and !_firstBrace>> <<set _firstBrace to true>> <<set $preyAction to "brace">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <<else>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<append "#digestion">> "Ugh! You might as well laugh now, because when I get out--" "Do you ever get sick of your own voice?" you butt in, pushing down on her head. You keep her muffled until she's ultimately forced to duck into a more awkward position between her knees. "There's a special place in the sewers for you, you fucking bitch!" <</append>> <<elseif ($turn < 6) and ($lastAction is "taunt") and !_tauntResponse>> <<set _tauntResponse to true>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<set _preyActionIntensity to 2>> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Shut the fuck up!" Betty screeches back, her limbs going into a full-on frenzy inside you. "Free food? Did you think that was funny, you disgusting slob!? Get me //OUT// of here!" <</append>> <<elseif _bellySquish>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<set _roll to random(1,2)>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> While Betty's protests are mostly drowned out by the cacophony of splashes and gurgles made by both of your stomachs, you can still feel every kick and punch she throws out from inside. You have to hand it to her, she's not going down without a fight. <<else>> Betty lets out an indignant wail as she begins thrashing her body from side to side within your gut. It's not the most effective display, but the amount of acid swirling inside along with her admittedly makes it a bit nauseating. <</if>> <</append>> <<else>> <<if $preyFrustration > 2>> <<set $preyFrustration -= 1>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <<elseif $preyExhaustion > 1>> <<set $preyAction to "rest">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <<elseif ($lastAction is "crush") and !_firstBrace>> <<set _firstBrace to true>> <<set $preyAction to "brace">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <<else>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <</if>> <<append "#digestion">> <</append>>

<<if $preyHealth <= 0>> <<set $bettyEaten to true>> <<if _crushedEnding>> <<append "#digestion">><<set $ateBettyDay9 to 3>> It's unclear if she likes the idea or is just following along with your directions, but Leah does as you ask, pulling on your forearms about as hard as you did in the beginning. You do the same, pulling until your stomachs are squished firmly together. There's enough acid pooled inside them that the fronts of your bellies are virtually flat against each other. "What the hell are you--" Betty starts to shout, but is cut off when you start to pull even harder. Leah lets out a small whimper, but matches your energy by pulling hard enough to make you wince yourself. Betty and Cassidy let out a harmonious gasp, bracing themselves as best they can while their acid-soaked bodies are subject to an increasing amount of strain.. "Keep it up...!" you utter, climbing your way to Leah's upper arms. A loud growl emanates from one of your bellies. "I'm... trying!" Leah assures you. Her expression is scrunched up in obvious discomfort, so you ease off a little until you find a sweet spot that feels more like a yoga stretch than something outright painful. You both keep up the pressure for a while longer before your arms begin to tremble. You're only a few moments away from throwing in the towel, but before that choice can be made, a loud squelching sound resonates from inside both of your bellies. "Oh god...!" Leah gasps. "//*OOOUUURRRRP!*//" "//*UUUURRRRRRPP!*//" you follow up with your own belch. A look down at your gut makes it clear that Betty has gone completely still. Looking up at Leah, you see her face is almost entirely pink with blush. "You alright?" "That was... amazing..." she answers, breathing heavily as her hands hover across her bloated gut, periodically grabbing bits of its soft, semisolid contents. "I-I mean yeah! I'm fine, thanks for asking..." "No problem," you tell her with a smirk. @@color:lime;Betty has been digested!@@ Now that the job is finished, you back yourself up to give Leah some reprieve while you both sit and enjoy the afterglow of such a satisfying meal. Loud gurgles and churns echo through the hallway courtesy of your unplanned dinner, and you follow Leah's lead by grabbing bits of your stomach in various places. It's stimulating enough that you get engrossed for several minutes, nearly forgetting you have a friend with you. Leah doesn't seem to mind, fortunately--she's fixated on her own gut and smiling, clearly content to enjoy the silence for a while. It does feel a bit awkward to be sitting right in the middle of the hall like this though, and you get back to your feet before too long, using the nearby wall to balance until you adjust to the bulk hanging from your middle. "Hey Leah, do you still wanna show me your costume?" you say. As excited as you genuinely were, you're admittedly a bit exhausted and could go either way at this point. "I'm still happy to stop by for a little while, but I'd understand if you just wanna relax at this point" "Oh, yeah! We can do that still--I actually designed it to accommodate a full stomach." she answers, starting to lift herself up off the ground with a bit of struggle. "Now that I //have// to see," you say with a smile, letting her go first as you both make the short trek back to her dorm. <<include "playerPredEnd">>[[Head to Leah's Dorm->Leah Peril- End]] <</append>> <<else>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _bellySquish>> It's taken some time, but Betty's resistance against both of your stomachs is starting to wind down. Her constant droning has been replaced with deep, heavy breathing, but even that has slowly become harder to hear over the roar of your belly. "Leah, could you let go for a sec?" you ask, looking at one of your interlocked arms. "I need to check something," "Oh, uh, sure," she says, moving her arms back to the mostly still surface of her gut. With your hands free, you press one of them into the soft expanse of your own belly, watching it sink over an inch before it reaches Betty's frame. Almost immediately she springs back to life, but her last gasp accomplishes little other than making you burp a few times. "I can't go out... like this..." Betty whines, her voice hoarse from exposure to acidic fumes. "Squished... between two... three nobodies..." "Yeah, she's done for," you say, leaving your hands on your stomach to massage it. After a few more minutes, your prey goes completely still again, and the fact that it stays that way after touching her inactive body implies that this time it's for good. @@color:lime;Betty has been digested!@@ Now that the job is finished, you back yourself up to give Leah some reprieve while you relax in the afterglow of your respective meals. Loud gurgles and churns echo through the hallway courtesy of your unplanned dinner. It's therapeutic in a way, and instead of trying to strike up more conversation with your friend, you decide to simply sit back and enjoy the moment. Fortunately, Leah doesn't seem to mind--she's fixated on her own gut and smiling, clearly content with the silence. It does feel a bit awkward to be sitting right in the middle of the hall like this though, and you get back to your feet before too long, using the nearby wall to balance until you adjust to the bulk hanging from your middle. "Hey Leah, do you still wanna show me your costume?" you say. "I'm still happy to stop by for a little while, but I'd understand if you just wanna relax at this point." "Oh, yeah! We can do that still--I actually designed it to accommodate a full stomach." she answers, starting to lift herself up off the ground with a bit of struggle. "Now that I //have// to see," you say with a smile, letting her go first as you both make the short trek back to her dorm. <<else>><<set $ateBettyDay9 to 2>> It's taken a while, but Betty's endless shouting has finally started taking a backseat to the loud, guttural sounds of your stomach. You press one of your palms into the massive dome, <<if $acidStage > 1>>watching it sink a few inches into the soft flesh before finally reaching Betty's solid frame<<else>>quickly coming into contact with part of Betty's body<</if>>. Out of nowhere, the girl suddenly springs back to life, putting every last ounce of her energy into a final bid at freedom. "Hey, that kind of tickles. Could you try it a little lower, though?" you taunt. She's far too drained for her resistance to be meaningful at this point. "Shut up... bitch..." "No you shut up." "Shut... up..." "No you." Leah snorts at your antics, and you wait eagerly for Betty to retort again... but it never comes. If she's still conscious, her voice is too weak now to be heard over the loud roar of your stomach. "No argument? Good. I win!" @@color:lime;Betty has been digested!@@ "It's about time. I thought she'd never shut up..." Leah says, still sitting with both arms wrapped around her own gut. "Yeah, no kidding. How's Cassidy doing?" <<if $turn < 6>>"I think she's still going... but she's definitely not getting out at this point," she answers, using one of her hands to prod for signs of life. "What...?" you faintly hear from inside her stomach. It's accompanied by the slightest movement from Cassidy, but nothing more than that. "I think you woke her up. Kinda rude, honestly," you smirk. Leah snickers in response.<<else>>"She hasn't moved in a while. Pretty sure she's done for..." "Guess it's not too surprising that Betty put up more of a fight," you say before punctuating the first part of your statement with another burp. "//*UUUuurrrpp!*// Not that it made any difference," you finish with an impish grin on your face. Leah snickers in response.<</if>> The two of you sit there in silence for a few minutes longer, gurgles and churns echoing through the hall. It's unclear whether or not it's a coincidence or if the sounds are actively deterring people from walking by, but one way or another you don't encounter any other students. Considering how all this started, you're grateful for the lack of unwanted attention. "Hey Leah, did you still want to show me your costume?" you ask, slowly starting to get back to your feet. "I'm still happy to stop by for a little while, but I'd understand if you just wanna relax at this point." "Oh, yeah! This is no problem actually--I designed it to accommodate a full stomach." she answers, starting to lift herself up off the ground with a bit of struggle. "Now that I //have// to see," you say with a smile, letting her go first as you both make the short trek back to her dorm. <</if>> <<include "playerPredEnd">>[[Head to Leah's Dorm->Leah Peril- End]] <</append>> <</if>> <<elseif $turn is 2>> <<append "#digestion">> "So, how has your //*urrp*// day been? Didn't really get a chance to ask when we ran into each other earlier," you ask. It takes Leah a few seconds to realize you were speaking to her. "Oh! Uh, it was fine. Nothing too exciting" she answers. Her eyes are shifting back and forth between you and your writhing gut. "Until now?" you laugh. <<if ($minaEnd is "alice") or ($minaEnd is "cassidy")>>"Seriously though, sorry you had to get involved in this. I had another friend who got jumped by them once, and she uh... yeah..." you trail off. "Oh god. Um... I'm //*URRP*// really sorry to hear that," Leah says, her face glowing red after belching mid-sentence. She's doing everything she can to not look you in the eye. "I'm... I'm really sorry if I ever a-ate one of your friends..." "What? No way //*urrrrp*//, you're fine! I really appreciate the concern, though," you assure her. Leah's expression brightens up a little after hearing that.<<elseif $cookoutEmma or ($emmaRel > 3) or ($minaEnd is "alive")>>"Seriously though, sorry you had to get involved in this. This isn't the first time I've seen them messing with my friends." "Sounds like no one will //*URRP*// miss them..." "Eh, hard to say," you respond, wondering if Alice really //would// care now that she has two more goons to take their place. "I know I //*urrrrp*// won't, though. Thanks a lot for the assist by the way!" "N-No problem..." Leah says, a slight blush forming on her cheeks.<<else>>"Seriously though, sorry you had to get involved in this. I was thinking we'd both be in your dorm by now." "Oh, yeah... I was just getting a snack from the cafe, and on my way back I //*URRP*//... i-it's my fault." "What? Come on, stop that. I know //you// didn't do anything wrong, and //I'm// certainly //*urrrrp*// not complaining about how things turned out," you say, grinning while you pat your squirming stomach. "If you say so... thanks, $name," she says with a slight smile.<</if>> "How's Cassidy treating you?" you ask Leah. Her gut has become a bit noisier than before, audible sloshes and gurgles echoing in the vacant hallway. For her part, Cassidy looks to be struggling a lot harder than she was in the beginning. "Oh, she's //*urrrp*// fine," Leah says, licking her lips subtly after burping. "She tasted amazing, honestly." "Wish I could relate--Betty here felt more like swallowing a whole cosmetics shop." "Ew... I never liked putting on makeup, but I guess it would make people want to eat you less?" Leah replies. "Yeah, because that worked out so well for her, didn't it?" you respond, keeping a perfectly straight face until you both burst out laughing. <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 6>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <<append "#digestion">> "So Leah, you said you're pretty much finished with your costume right?" you ask. "I was really looking forward to <<if $club is "dungeon">>meeting Eriah<<else>>seeing it<</if>>!" "Um, yeah..." Leah answers, looking away for a second before she continues. "Sorry, it's m-my fault you haven't yet. I kinda zoned out while I was walking earlier, and suddenly these two showed up." "Well, you know how that goes. Pay the court a fine or serve your sentence." Leah initially snickers at your reference, but her expression goes a bit sullen when actually recalling the incident. "Yeah... I didn't even say anything, but they wouldn't let me by. The one you ate was especially mean... she made fun of my acne..." "Of course, you deserved it!" Betty chimes in, shoving against your stomach in Leah's direction. "Ever heard of cleansers? Exfoliating? Your face is a total disaster!" "Oh, I have lots of recommendations! What's your skin type?" you hear Cassidy ask. "Could you like, let us out first though?" "I-Is it really that bad...?" Leah whimpers. <</append>> <<replace "#special">> <<link "Console Leah">> <<append "#digestion">> "There's nothing wrong with your face, Leah. <<if $leahRomancePlayerInit < 1>>You look much better now than you would covered with unnatural products," you assure her, shaking your Betty-filled gut to emphasize your point. "...Thanks. I'm happy you think so."<<else>>Hell, I always thought it looked pretty cute," you tell her with a wink. "H-Huh!?" She gasps, looking completely flustered. You can feel Betty about to say something, but you quickly squeeze her back into submission "Just //*oouuuuurrp*// being honest," you say. Leah tries to respond, but the words get stuck in her throat so many times that all she gets out is a loud belch of her own. You grin watching her head practically sink into her hoodie, but decide not to press things any further.<</if>> <</append>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <</link>> <<link "Ask her to help put Betty in her place">> <<set _bellySquish to true>> <<set $predName to "squish">> <<set $noMassage to true>><<addclass "#massage" "hide">> <<set $noSqueeze to true>><<addclass "#squeeze" "hide">> <<set $noShake to true>><<if $oralProficiency > 2>><<addclass "#shake" "hide">><</if>> <<set $noKnead to true>><<if $oralProficiency > 4>><<addclass "#knead" "hide">><</if>> <<append "#digestion">> "Shouldn't you be more worried about saving your own skin?" you say in an annoyed tone, squeezing your stomach between your legs. Betty growls in either frustration or pain--based on the amount of acid you can hear splashing inside, it could easily be both. "I really hate her..." Leah grumbles, her eyes falling to the floor. "Me too..." you say, glaring at the expanse of your writhing belly. You may be in the process of digesting her, but somehow that doesn't feel like enough punishment for someone as awful as Betty. "Hey, I've got an idea. Just give me a second..." It's not easy with Betty weighing you down, but you manage to work your way back to your feet, keeping your arms wrapped tight around your gut to keep her from causing problems. From there, you take a few steps around Leah, then ease yourself back onto the ground directly in front of her. She looks confused, but you make your intentions clear by scooching as close to her as possible until your bellies touch. Your legs are weaved over Leah's, creating a tight cradle for your stomach between both your legs and your friend's own swollen gut. "What the fuck... do you think you're doing!?" Betty shouts. Thanks to both the acid level and the increased tightness, her words sound like they took a lot of effort just to get out. "Betty? Oh my gosh, you're like... right there all of a sudden! Did $name let you out..?" "Um, not to take her side, but what //are// you doing?" Leah asks, looking flustered. "Just roll with it," you tell her with a wink. "Here, hold out your arms," you continue, doing the same with your own. She's reluctant at first, but after a few seconds Leah does as you ask. From there, you grab hold of her forearms and pull slightly, squishing Betty and Cassidy into each other even harder. You can hear both of them grunting as their respective worlds become even tighter.. "G-Gosh..." Leah gulps. You can see her biting her bottom lip. "See? This is much more comfortable if you ask me.~" "Uh, no it's not! It kinda hurts actually!" Cassidy speaks up again. "Shut up and start fighting you worthless idiot!" Betty yells back at her. <</append>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <</link>> <</replace>> <</if>>

<<Time 16.25>>\ <<if $predName is "squish">>Your eyes grow wide when another strike from Betty sends a sharp pain across your gut. At a moment's notice, the manageable throbbing in your stomach has shifted into an overwhelming pain. You lean forward to try and suppress it again, but it doesn't take long for her writhing to hit another weak point. "$n-name?" Leah says, the worry in her voice abundantly clear. "I'm fi--//ack!//" you cough, interrupting your lie before it even comes out. Leah panics and lets go of your arms, beginning to labor back to her feet while you fall onto your side. "Give it up..!" Betty shouts, her voice under much less duress now. "You're nothing to me!" Unfortunately, you're in no position to argue. The telltale feeling of your stomach walls clamping down on her warns you of what comes next. A moment later, Betty's head re-enters your esophagus, traveling upward until a mass of blonde locks bursts out of your mouth. The rest of her body follows shortly after, accompanied by a large puddle of vomit. <<if $acidStage < 3>>Her sweater and leggings are in tatters, sporting holes of all shapes and sizes in various, indiscriminate locations<<else>>Her clothes are virtually destroyed, leaving her burned, acid-drenched skin completely exposed to the elements<</if>>. She lays there for a few moments, breathing heavily even as she starts working her way back onto her feet. It's hard to tell if she's panting or just plain fuming with rage.<<else>>Your eyes grow wide when one of Betty's strikes creates a pit in your stomach. You lean forward onto your belly, hoping to suppress both her raging and the ache it's creating inside, but another kick leaves you thoroughly winded and unable to breathe for a few moments. That lapse is all it takes for Betty to seal the deal. "Give it up you disgusting whore! You're nothing to me!" she shouts, refusing to let up in her assault for a single second. "$name, a-are you okay?" Leah asks, slowly laboring back to her feet with a worried look on her face. You can feel the walls of your stomach clamp down on her as her body re-enters your esophagus. Knowing what's about to come, you face away from your friend, both in embarrassment and in an effort not to get any vomit on her. A few seconds later, a mass of blonde locks bursts out of your mouth, shortly followed by the rest of Betty's body alongside a large puddle of vomit. <<if $acidStage < 2>>Her hair and clothes are absolutely soaked, the latter clinging to her curvy frame thanks to your stomach fluids, but otherwise she doesn't look too worse for wear<<elseif $acidStage is 2>>Her sweater and leggings are in tatters, sporting holes of all shapes and sizes in various, indiscriminate locations<<else>>Her clothes are virtually destroyed, leaving her burned, acid-drenched skin completely exposed to the elements<</if>>. She lays there for a few moments, breathing heavily even as she starts working her way back onto her feet. It's hard to tell if she's panting or just plain fuming with rage.<</if>> "C-C'mon, we gotta go!" Leah says, helping you up by your shoulder. The cramp in your stomach makes it difficult just to stand, let alone move around, but Betty's death glare is very motivating--you don't have a ton of confidence you could escape from her in your current state. Not needing to be told a second time, you follow Leah down the hall towards her dorm. "Oh no you don't! Get back he--AHH!" Betty screams. She only got one step in before slipping on the vomit coating the floor, landing flat on her stomach. "YOU WON'T GET AWAY WITH THIS!" <<set $predName to "!ERR:setPredName">><<include "playerPredFail">>[[Get out of there->Leah Peril- End]]

<<Time 16.75>>\ <<if $ateBettyDay9 > 1>>After reaching Room K224, Leah reaches into her pocket for the key. You cradle one of your arms underneath your massive gut while you wait, though it only ends up taking a few seconds. Leah enters first as the door clicks open, leaving you to follow. "Mind if I sit down?" you ask as you shuffle inside, your belly sloshing along with your movements. "Yeah, sure, go ahead!" she says. She rests her hands on the sides of her gut, subtly grabbing the soft flesh as she watches you heft your own up onto her bed. "So, um..." "Let's see that costume! I'm excited," you say, offering her a warm smile.<<else>>After hurrying to Room K224, Leah frantically reaches into her pocket for the key while you keep your eyes on the end of the hallway, just in case Betty is still trying to pursue you. Once the door clicks open, you hurry inside right after your friend, thankfully seeing no sign of the bully when you take one last look. Considering what just happened to Cassidy, there's no telling what Betty and Alice might do if they found out where Leah lived. "That was *//URRRP*// too close..." Leah says, clearly out of breath. You can't blame her considering she was sprinting on a full belly just now. "Yeah... sorry about that," you say, clutching your contrastingly empty stomach with one of your arms. Unsurprisingly, running at full speed didn't do much good for the cramp plaguing it. "Do you mind if I lie down?" "Yeah, of-of course!" she says. She rests her hands on the sides of her gut, subtly grabbing the soft flesh as she watches you drop onto the bed, laying curled up on your side. "Here! Um, take this," Leah adds, grabbing one of her pillows and placing it in front of you. "Thanks..." you say, squeezing it tight against your body . "So, um..." "Let's see that costume! I'm excited," you say, offering her a warm smile despite your disheveled state.<</if>> "R-Right, um, just give me a minute..!" She hesitates for a moment longer, then scurries over to dig through the closet. You get a quick look at a few shiny odds and ends as she digs for all of the pieces of her costume before carrying them into the bathroom. You still don't have a clear image of how it all fits together yet, let alone with a stomach full of Cassidy in the way. You idly massage your stuffed belly while you wait, hearing faint shifting and clattering from the other side of the bathroom door as Leah gets changed. It takes her quite a while, and you hear a handful of belches and frustrated remarks while she's putting it on, but eventually the door creaks open. Your face lights up with excitement when you see her--you were fully prepared to be supportive regardless, but her costume legitimately looks amazing. She's <<if $club is "dungeon">>the spitting image of Eriah based on the drawings she's shared of her<<else>>dressed as a knight<</if>>--shoulder pauldrons and a heavy chestplate that's currently laying atop her sloshing gut. Impressively, there's not a single inch of pale stomach exposed--it's completely contained within the stretchy underlayer, which looks to be a sleek black turtleneck sweater of sorts. The armored plating on her arms and legs catch your eye next, fastened with what look like real leather straps. It's difficult to see with her stomach in the way, but around her waist is a sort of belt or sash, sporting more platemail at the sides of her hips with blue-green fabric tying them together that hangs loose and flowing. There's a subtle gilded pattern adorning the cloth. Matching her turtleneck is a pair of yoga pants that, alongside the sweater, show through the various gaps in the armor. There are definitely some clear signs that it was handmade, particularly <<if $club is "dungeon">>the sigil of Meliara on her chestplate<<else>>a blue-green symbol on her chestplate<</if>> that was obviously drawn by hand with ordinary paint, but it still looks great--the armor plates in particular are very well sculpted, and the metallic finish she used on whatever material it's made of is quite convincing, at least by costume standards. "So, um, //*urrp!*// this is what I've got..." Leah mumbles, shifting in place. Her cheeks are bright red and she's looking at the floor. "I-I know it's kinda--" "It looks incredible! You really put this together yourself?" you say<<if $ateBettyDay9 < 2>>, sitting up slightly<</if>>. "I can't believe you were gonna just scrap this without showing anyone! This is, like, professional cosplay level stuff, seriously." "Th-Thanks! You really think so?" she says, giving you a flustered smile. "I've messed around with EVA foam a little before out of curiosity, but this was my first full project like this. I, um, did a lot of research..." "I can tell! Is that what the armor's made of?" "Yeah! It's really common for cosplay, you can do pretty much anything with it. This cloth with the nice gold pattern is just something I was lucky enough to find a roll of for pretty cheap. I was gonna use it to add some extra decorations to the arms too, but I, um, gave up on it before then. That and the shield--there's a pre-made wooden one I bought online in the closet, but I never got around to decorating it properly," she explains, seeming to shift back and forth between being embarrassed and excited to share. "Oh, but get this!" she says, grabbing the end of her chestplate and lifting it several more inches above her oversized stomach. Considering it's probably supposed to lay flat against her body under normal circumstances, it's impressive just how maneuverable it is. "I looked into how some cosplayers have done it when I was putting this together, and if I just loosen the straps, this can get moved around really easily! And you can kinda tell already, but the underlayer is made of a really stretchy sort of compression fabric material," she says, still grinning. "So I should even //*urrrp*// be able to swallow someone with the costume on!" "<<if $leahRomancePlayerInit > 1>>Ooo, I would've thought leaving the midriff open was just to make it a bit sexy, but I'd say you nailed it in terms of practicality //and// style~" you say in a teasing tone<<if $fullness > 2>>, idly patting your current belly for emphasis<</if>>. You chuckle as her face gets redder. "At any rate, it sounds like you're prepped and ready for an SMVA Halloween party then," you add<<else>>Awesome! Sounds like you're prepped and ready for an SMVA Halloween party, then," you chuckle<</if>>, giving her a hopeful look. "O-Oh, um, I'm glad //you// like it, but I still don't know if I wanna..." Leah says, her excited confidence quickly draining. "Parties make me nervous, and it's, uh, it's not totally finished..." \ <<link "Insist that she should go with you to the party">><<replace "#choice">>\ "Hey, really, I think you should go!" you say. "Your costume is //more// than fine as it is, don't worry. I know it's a little out of your comfort zone, but I promise it'll be a fun time. You and I can hang out all night, you won't have to be on your own!" <<if $leahCare > 1>><<set $leahHalloween to 2>>\ "Well, um..." she mumbles, trailing off. She gives you a nervous look, then takes a deep breath. "Ok..." she says meekly. "I mean, y-yeah, sure..! If you really think it's a good idea, and you'll stick with me, then... yeah, I'll give it a try!" "Awesome! This is gonna be so fun, just you wait!" you say with a grin.<<if $samHalloween > 0>> You quickly remember that you've already made a similar promise to Sam, but hanging out with both of them shouldn't be a big issue.<</if>>\ <<else>><<set $leahHalloween to 1>>\ "Well, um..." she mumbles, trailing off. She nervously avoids your gaze. "S-Sorry, I'd really rather not." "That's okay! I get it if it's a little too far outside your comfort zone," you reassure her, though there's a hint of disappointment in your tone. "Tell you what, how about the two of us just hang out here that night? I'll leave the party early, and we can have some Halloween fun in-costume on our own."<<if $samHalloween > 0>> Based on your conversation earlier, Sam probably won't stay that long anyways. There should be plenty of time to hang out with both of them.<</if>> "Oh! That... that would be great, actually," she says. She smiles, blushing a little bit. "Are you sure though? I don't want to take you away from anything..." "Of course! In fact, I'll be looking forward to it," you reply, matching her smile.<</if>><<if $leahRel < 4>> <<Leah 1>><</if>><<set $leahCare += 1>>\ <</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</link>> <<link "Offer to hang out with her on Halloween instead of the party">><<replace "#choice">><<set $leahHalloween to 1>>\ "That's okay! I get it if it's a little too far outside your comfort zone," you say. "Tell you what, how about the two of us just hang out here that night? I'll leave the party early, and we can have some Halloween fun in-costume on our own." "Oh! That... that would be great, actually," she says. She smiles, blushing a little bit. "Are you sure though? I don't want to take you away from anything..." "Of course! In fact, I'll be looking forward to it," you reply, matching her smile. <<if $samHalloween > 0>> Based on your conversation earlier, Sam probably won't stay that long anyways. There should be plenty of time to hang out with both of them.<</if>><<if $leahRel < 4>> <<Leah 1>><</if>><</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</link>> <<link "Let her sit out Halloween if she wants">><<replace "#choice">>\ "That's okay! You don't have to do anything you're uncomfortable with. I'm glad you were willing to share it with me though, you really do look great!" you say. "Thanks! I, um, I'll probably find some use for it, maybe next Halloween..." <<if $club is "dungeon">>"What do you mean, 'next Halloween'? Leah, you've gotta wear that to club one of these days!" you say. "Everyone else would love it, and I bet Morgan would be thrilled to see you getting so invested!"<<else>>"You said it was your character from Tabletop Club, right? I bet the other members would love to see it!"<</if>> "Y-Yeah, you're right! I'll think about wearing it some week..." she replies nervously.<<if $leahRel < 4>> <<Leah 1>><</if>>\ <</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</link>>\ She retreats into the bathroom to change back into her normal clothes, then the two of you chat for a little while. Not wanting to overstay your welcome, you excuse yourself and say farewell<<if $fullness > 3>> when the conversation comes to a natural end. With your gut still sloshing around, you carefully make your way downstairs to relax in your own dorm for the night. [[Return to your dorm->October 29th- Evening]]<<else>> as dinner time approaches. <<if $ateBettyDay9 < 2>>Now that you're feeling better,<<else>>Stepping out into the hall,<</if>> the thought occurs to you that it might be a good time to squeeze in a trip to the gym, really work up an appetite before dinner. [[Head to the dining hall->October 29th- Dinner]] [[Hit up the gym->October 29th- Workout]]<</if>>\

/* header */ <<set $predName to "name">><<set $arousal to 0>><<set $predArousal to 0>><<set $predArousalMax to 50>><<set $predPreferences to [1,1,1,1]>><<set $predUnbirthProficiency to 0>><<set $unbirthLength to 9>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "name_PreyUnbirth">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "name_ActionsUnbirth">><<set $sceneHasExtra to true>><<set $sceneExtraLink to "extraPassage">><<set $sceneNextLink to "name- end">> /* footer */ <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="normalActions" style="text-align:center"><<set _setActions to 0>><<include "unbirthPreyOptions">></div><div id="escapingActions" class="hide" style="text-align:center"><<set _setActions to 1>><<include "unbirthPreyOptions">></div><div id="orgasmAction" class="hide" style="text-align:center"><<set _setActions to 2>><<include "unbirthPreyOptions">></div>

<<if ($progress < 1) and ($predArousal >= ($predArousalMax/2))>>/* Show message for pred getting aroused if they passed 50% arousal for the first time */ <<set $progress to 1>> <<set $struggleDisplay to "progress">> <<include "unbirthPreyMessageCheck">> <</if>> <<if $arousal >= ($arousalMax/2)>> <<if $healthThreshold > 0>> /* If the player is at/over 50% arousal for the first time, show message for them getting aroused. Variable is set kind of oddly because I'm lazily reusing a variable from oral prey scenes instead of making a new one for this one specific instance */ <<set $healthThreshold to 0>> <<set $struggleDisplay to "aroused">> <<include "unbirthPreyMessageCheck">> <</if>> <</if>> <<set $turn += 1>> /* Increment turn and reset temp effects */ <<if $turn > $unbirthLength>> /* Ends scene if time has expired */ <<if $unbirthEnding is "none">> <<if $predArousal >= $predArousalMax>> <<set $predOrgasms += 1>> <</if>> <<set $unbirthEnding to "time">> <<goto $sceneNextLink>> <</if>> <<else>> <<set _tightness to 0>> <<set _disorientation to 0>> <<if _repetition > 1>> <<set _repetitionMod to 0.5>> <<elseif _repetition is 1>> <<set _repetitionMod to 0.8>> <<else>> <<set _repetitionMod to 1>> <</if>> <<if $unbirthNearEscape>> <<set $arousal += random(2,3)>> <<set $predArousal += random(2,3)>> <</if>> <<if $predArousal >= $predArousalMax>> /* Select pred action, or trigger an orgasm if they're at/over their arousal threshold */ <<if $predAction is "orgasm">> <<set $predArousal to Math.floor($predArousalMax/3)>> <<set _enteredFromOrgasm to false>> <<include $sceneActionsLink>> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "orgasm">> <<include "unbirthPreyPredOutcome">> <<set $struggleDisplay to "orgasm">> <<include "unbirthPreyMessageCheck">> <</if>> <<else>> <<include $sceneActionsLink>> <</if>> <<if $arousal >= $arousalMax>> /* swap available actions if player was pushed over the edge on arousal this turn */ <<addclass "#normalActions" "hide">> <<addclass "#escapingActions" "hide">> <<removeclass "#orgasmAction" "hide">> <</if>> <<if !$noUnbirthEscape>> <<if _changeDepth is 1>> /* Check if player entered or exited the "halfway out" state this turn and adjust scene/show message accordingly */ <<set _changeDepth to 0>> <<set $predArousal += random(4,5)>> <<set $unbirthNearEscape to true>> <<if $arousal < $arousalMax>> /* special actions are shown unless your actions have already been adjusted because you're about to orgasm */ <<addclass "#normalActions" "hide">> <<removeclass "#escapingActions" "hide">> <</if>> <<set $struggleDisplay to "out">> <<include "unbirthPreyMessageCheck">> <<elseif _changeDepth is 2>> <<set _changeDepth to 0>> <<set $predArousal += random(2,3)>> <<set $unbirthNearEscape to false>> <<if $arousal < $arousalMax>> <<removeclass "#normalActions" "hide">> <<addclass "#escapingActions" "hide">> <<else>> <<removeclass "#orgasmAction" "hide">> <<addclass "#escapingActions" "hide">> <</if>> <</if>> <</if>> <<if $sceneHasExtra>> <<include $sceneExtraLink>> /* used in the event that arbitrary messages separate from any usual gameplay factors are needed */ <</if>> <<if $stamina < 10>> /* Disable buttons when stamina is too low */ <<addclass "#masturbateUnbirth" "hide">> <<elseif !$noMasturbate>> <<removeclass "#masturbateUnbirth" "hide">> <</if>> <<if $stamina < 18>> <<addclass "#sootheUnbirth" "hide">> <<else>> <<removeclass "#sootheUnbirth" "hide">> <</if>> <<if $stamina < 15>> <<addclass "#pummelUnbirth" "hide">> <<else>> <<removeclass "#pummelUnbirth" "hide">> <</if>> <<if $stamina < 15>> <<addclass "#squirmUnbirth" "hide">> <<else>> <<removeclass "#squirmUnbirth" "hide">> <</if>> <<if $stamina < 12>> <<addclass "#pushUnbirth" "hide">> <<elseif !$noPushDown>> <<removeclass "#pushUnbirth" "hide">> <</if>> <<if $stamina < 18>> <<addclass "#humpUnbirth" "hide">> <<elseif !$noHump>> <<removeclass "#humpUnbirth" "hide">> <</if>> <</if>> <<if $difficulty is "easy">> <<set $stamina to 9999>> <</if>>

<<switch _setActions>> <<case 0>> <<set $turn to 0>> <<set $preyFrustration to 0>> <<set _repetition to 0>> <<set _repetitionMod to 1>> <<set _restStamina to 0>> <<set _restArousal to 0>> <<set _tightness to 0>> <<set _disorientation to 0>> <<set _tempDamageCalc to 0>> <<if $interactiveDifficulty is 1>> <<set _playerDifficultyMod to 1.25>> <<set _predDifficultyMod to 0.75>> <<elseif $interactiveDifficulty is 2>> <<set _playerDifficultyMod to 0.75>> <<set _predDifficultyMod to 1.25>> <<else>> <<set _playerDifficultyMod to 1>> <<set _predDifficultyMod to 1>> <</if>> /* put any scene starting setters here, every case will always be called in every scene so it doesn't need to be repeated in more than one */ <<button "Rest">> <<if $predAction is "massage">> <<set _restStamina to Math.round($staminaMax * 0.2)>> <<set _restArousal to random(4,5)>> <<elseif $predAction is "rest">> <<set _restStamina to Math.round($staminaMax * 0.1)>> <<set _restArousal to random(7,8)>> <<set $predArousal to Math.max($predArousal-random(4,5), 0)>> <<else>> <<set _restStamina to Math.round($staminaMax * 0.1)>> <<set _restArousal to random(4,5)>> <</if>> <<set $stamina to Math.clamp($stamina + _restStamina, 0, $staminaMax)>> <<set $arousal to Math.max($arousal-_restArousal, 0)>> <<set $struggleDisplay to "rest">> <<if $lastAction is "rest">> <<set _repetition += 1>> <<else>> <<set _repetition to 0>> <</if>> <<set $lastPlayerAction to $lastAction>> <<set $lastAction to "rest">> <<append "#digestion">> <<include "unbirthPreyMessageCheck">> <</append>> <<include "unbirthPreyTurnCalc">> <<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<SidebarText>><</replace>> <<replace "#actionReminder">><<UnbirthPreyActionReminder>><</replace>> <</button>> <<button "Masturbate">> <<set $arousal += random(8,10)>> <<set $predArousal += Math.round(random(3, 5) * _repetitionMod * $predPreferences[3] * _playerDifficultyMod)>> <<if $predArousal < 0>><<set $predArousal to 0>><</if>> <<set $stamina to Math.max($stamina - 10, 0)>> <<set $struggleDisplay to "masturbate">> <<if $lastAction is "masturbate">> <<set _repetition += 1>> <<else>> <<set _repetition to 0>> <</if>> <<set $lastPlayerAction to $lastAction>> <<set $lastAction to "masturbate">> <<append "#digestion">> <<include "unbirthPreyMessageCheck">> <</append>> <<include "unbirthPreyTurnCalc">> <<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<SidebarText>><</replace>> <<replace "#actionReminder">><<UnbirthPreyActionReminder>><</replace>> <</button>> <<button "Soothe">> <<set _tempDamageCalc to (random(8, 10) * _repetitionMod * $predPreferences[2] * _playerDifficultyMod)>> <<if _disorientation >= 2>> <<set _tempDamageCalc to Math.round(_tempDamageCalc * 0.5)>> <<elseif _disorientation is 1>> <<set _tempDamageCalc to Math.round(_tempDamageCalc * 0.75)>> <<else>> <<set _tempDamageCalc to Math.round(_tempDamageCalc)>> <</if>> <<set $predArousal += _tempDamageCalc>> <<if $predArousal < 0>><<set $predArousal to 0>><</if>> <<set $stamina to Math.max($stamina - 18, 0)>> <<set $struggleDisplay to "soothe">> <<if $lastAction is "soothe">> <<set _repetition += 1>> <<else>> <<set _repetition to 0>> <</if>> <<set $lastPlayerAction to $lastAction>> <<set $lastAction to "soothe">> <<append "#digestion">> <<include "unbirthPreyMessageCheck">> <</append>> <<include "unbirthPreyTurnCalc">> <<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<SidebarText>><</replace>> <<replace "#actionReminder">><<UnbirthPreyActionReminder>><</replace>> <</button>> <<button "Pummel">> <<set _tempDamageCalc to ((random(5, 7) + Math.round($strength/2)) * _repetitionMod * $predPreferences[1] * _playerDifficultyMod)>> <<if _tightness >= 2>> <<set _tempDamageCalc to Math.round(_tempDamageCalc * 0.5)>> <<elseif _tightness is 1>> <<set _tempDamageCalc to Math.round(_tempDamageCalc * 0.75)>> <<else>> <<set _tempDamageCalc to Math.round(_tempDamageCalc)>> <</if>> <<set $predArousal += _tempDamageCalc>> <<if $predArousal < 0>><<set $predArousal to 0>><</if>> <<set $stamina to Math.max($stamina - 15, 0)>> <<set $struggleDisplay to "pummel">> <<if $lastAction is "pummel">> <<set _repetition += 1>> <<else>> <<set _repetition to 0>> <</if>> <<set $lastPlayerAction to $lastAction>> <<set $lastAction to "pummel">> <<append "#digestion">> <<include "unbirthPreyMessageCheck">> <</append>> <<include "unbirthPreyTurnCalc">> <<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<SidebarText>><</replace>> <<replace "#actionReminder">><<UnbirthPreyActionReminder>><</replace>> <</button>> <<button "Squirm">> <<set _tempDamageCalc to (random(6, 8) * _repetitionMod * $predPreferences[0] * _playerDifficultyMod)>> <<if _tightness >= 2>> <<set _tempDamageCalc to Math.round(_tempDamageCalc * 0.5)>> <<elseif _tightness is 1>> <<set _tempDamageCalc to Math.round(_tempDamageCalc * 0.75)>> <<else>> <<set _tempDamageCalc to Math.round(_tempDamageCalc)>> <</if>> <<set $predArousal += _tempDamageCalc>> <<if $predArousal < 0>><<set $predArousal to 0>><</if>> <<set $stamina to Math.max($stamina - 15, 0)>> <<set $struggleDisplay to "squirm">> <<if $lastAction is "squirm">> <<set _repetition += 1>> <<else>> <<set _repetition to 0>> <</if>> <<set $lastPlayerAction to $lastAction>> <<set $lastAction to "squirm">> <<append "#digestion">> <<include "unbirthPreyMessageCheck">> <</append>> <<include "unbirthPreyTurnCalc">> <<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<SidebarText>><</replace>> <<replace "#actionReminder">><<UnbirthPreyActionReminder>><</replace>> <</button>> <span id="pushUnbirth" title="Target the pred's cervix with calculated force, either for pleasure or because you really want out. Appeals to both preds that like it rough and those that like a skilled hand."><<button "Push Down">> <<set _tempDamageCalc to (random(2, 3) * _repetitionMod * $predPreferences[2] * _playerDifficultyMod)>> /* mixed preference so calculate damage as 50% of each, modifiers applying separately */ <<if _disorientation >= 2>> <<set _tempDamageCalc to Math.round(_tempDamageCalc * 0.5)>> <<elseif _disorientation is 1>> <<set _tempDamageCalc to Math.round(_tempDamageCalc * 0.75)>> <<else>> <<set _tempDamageCalc to Math.round(_tempDamageCalc)>> <</if>> <<set $predArousal += _tempDamageCalc>> <<set _tempDamageCalc to (random(2, 3) * _repetitionMod * $predPreferences[1] * _playerDifficultyMod)>> <<if _tightness >= 2>> <<set _tempDamageCalc to Math.round(_tempDamageCalc * 0.5)>> <<elseif _tightness is 1>> <<set _tempDamageCalc to Math.round(_tempDamageCalc * 0.75)>> <<else>> <<set _tempDamageCalc to Math.round(_tempDamageCalc)>> <</if>> <<set $predArousal += _tempDamageCalc>> <<if $predArousal < 0>><<set $predArousal to 0>><</if>> <<set $stamina to Math.max($stamina - 12, 0)>> <<set $struggleDisplay to "push">> <<if $lastAction is "push">> <<set _repetition += 1>> <<else>> <<set _repetition to 0>> <</if>> <<set $lastPlayerAction to $lastAction>> <<set $lastAction to "push">> <<if !$noUnbirthEscape>> <<if $predAction is "orgasm">> <<set _changeDepth to 1>> <<elseif $predArousal > ($predArousalMax/2)>> <<if random(1,20) > 17>><<set _changeDepth to 1>><</if>> <</if>> <</if>> <<append "#digestion">> <<include "unbirthPreyMessageCheck">> <</append>> <<include "unbirthPreyTurnCalc">> <<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<SidebarText>><</replace>> <<replace "#actionReminder">><<UnbirthPreyActionReminder>><</replace>> <</button>> <<button "Hump The Walls">> <<set _tempDamageCalc to (random(3, 4) * _repetitionMod * $predPreferences[0] * _playerDifficultyMod)>> <<if _tightness >= 2>> <<set _tempDamageCalc to Math.round(_tempDamageCalc * 0.5)>> <<elseif _tightness is 1>> <<set _tempDamageCalc to Math.round(_tempDamageCalc * 0.75)>> <<else>> <<set _tempDamageCalc to Math.round(_tempDamageCalc)>> <</if>> <<set $arousal += random(8,10)>> <<set $predArousal += (Math.round(random(3, 4) * _repetitionMod * $predPreferences[3] * _playerDifficultyMod) + _tempDamageCalc)>> <<if $predArousal < 0>><<set $predArousal to 0>><</if>> <<set $stamina to Math.max($stamina - 18, 0)>> <<set $struggleDisplay to "hump">> <<if $lastAction is "hump">> <<set _repetition += 1>> <<else>> <<set _repetition to 0>> <</if>> <<set $lastPlayerAction to $lastAction>> <<set $lastAction to "hump">> <<append "#digestion">> <<include "unbirthPreyMessageCheck">> <</append>> <<include "unbirthPreyTurnCalc">> <<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<SidebarText>><</replace>> <<replace "#actionReminder">><<UnbirthPreyActionReminder>><</replace>> <</button>> <<done>> <<if $stamina < 10>> <<addclass "#masturbateUnbirth" "hide">> <</if>> <<if $stamina < 18>> <<addclass "#sootheUnbirth" "hide">> <</if>> <<if $stamina < 15>> <<addclass "#pummelUnbirth" "hide">> <</if>> <<if $stamina < 15>> <<addclass "#squirmUnbirth" "hide">> <</if>> <<if $stamina < 12>> <<addclass "#pushUnbirth" "hide">> <</if>> <<if $stamina < 18>> <<addclass "#humpUnbirth" "hide">> <</if>> <<if $noMasturbate>> <<addclass "#masturbateUnbirth" "hide">> <</if>> <<if $noHump>> <<addclass "#humpUnbirth" "hide">> <</if>> <<if $noPushDown>> <<addclass "#pushUnbirth" "hide">> <</if>> <</done>> <<case 1>> <<button "Push Out">> <<if $stamina < 10>> <<if $predAction is "orgasm" and !_enteredFromOrgasm>> <<set $unbirthEnding to "escape">> <<goto $sceneNextLink>> <<else>> <<set $struggleDisplay to "pulledIn">> <<set _changeDepth to 2>> <<set $lastPlayerAction to $lastAction>> <<set $lastAction to "tired">> <<append "#digestion">> <<include "unbirthPreyMessageCheck">> <</append>> <<include "unbirthPreyTurnCalc">> <<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<SidebarText>><</replace>> <<replace "#actionReminder">><<UnbirthPreyActionReminder>><</replace>> <</if>> <<else>> <<set $predArousal += Math.round(random(2, 3) * $predPreferences[1] * _playerDifficultyMod)>> <<if $predArousal < 0>><<set $predArousal to 0>><</if>> <<set $stamina to Math.max($stamina - 10, 0)>> <<if ($predAction is "rest") or (($predAction is "orgasm") and !_enteredFromOrgasm) or ((random(1,20) + $strength) > 16)>> <<set $unbirthEnding to "escape">> <<goto $sceneNextLink>> <<else>> <<set _changeDepth to 2>> <<set $struggleDisplay to "pulledIn">> <<set $lastPlayerAction to $lastAction>> <<set $lastAction to "escapeAttempt">> <<append "#digestion">> <<include "unbirthPreyMessageCheck">> <</append>> <<include "unbirthPreyTurnCalc">> <<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<SidebarText>><</replace>> <<replace "#actionReminder">><<UnbirthPreyActionReminder>><</replace>> <</if>> <</if>> <</button>> <<button "Brace">> <<if $stamina < 10>> <<if $predAction is "orgasm" and !_enteredFromOrgasm>> <<set $unbirthEnding to "escape">> <<goto $sceneNextLink>> <<else>> <<set $struggleDisplay to "pulledIn">> <<set _changeDepth to 2>> <<set $lastPlayerAction to $lastAction>> <<set $lastAction to "tired">> <<append "#digestion">> <<include "unbirthPreyMessageCheck">> <</append>> <<include "unbirthPreyTurnCalc">> <<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<SidebarText>><</replace>> <<replace "#actionReminder">><<UnbirthPreyActionReminder>><</replace>> <</if>> <<else>> <<set $stamina to Math.max($stamina - 10, 0)>> <<if $predAction is "orgasm" and !_enteredFromOrgasm>> <<set $unbirthEnding to "escape">> <<goto $sceneNextLink>> <<else>> <<if ($predAction is "rest") or ((random(1,20) + $strength) > 8)>> <<set $struggleDisplay to "brace">> <<else>> <<set $struggleDisplay to "pulledIn">> <<set _changeDepth to 2>> <</if>> <<set $lastPlayerAction to $lastAction>> <<set $lastAction to "brace">> <<append "#digestion">> <<include "unbirthPreyMessageCheck">> <</append>> <<include "unbirthPreyTurnCalc">> <<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<SidebarText>><</replace>> <<replace "#actionReminder">><<UnbirthPreyActionReminder>><</replace>> <</if>> <</if>> <</button>> <<button "Wriggle">> <<if $stamina < 10>> <<if $predAction is "orgasm" and !_enteredFromOrgasm>> <<set $unbirthEnding to "escape">> <<goto $sceneNextLink>> <<else>> <<set $struggleDisplay to "pulledIn">> <<set _changeDepth to 2>> <<set $lastPlayerAction to $lastAction>> <<set $lastAction to "tired">> <<append "#digestion">> <<include "unbirthPreyMessageCheck">> <</append>> <<include "unbirthPreyTurnCalc">> <<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<SidebarText>><</replace>> <<replace "#actionReminder">><<UnbirthPreyActionReminder>><</replace>> <</if>> <<else>> <<set $predArousal += Math.round(random(12, 15) * $predPreferences[0] * _playerDifficultyMod)>> <<if $predArousal < 0>><<set $predArousal to 0>><</if>> <<set $stamina to Math.max($stamina - 10, 0)>> <<if $predAction is "orgasm" and !_enteredFromOrgasm>> <<set $unbirthEnding to "escape">> <<goto $sceneNextLink>> <<else>> <<if $predAction is "rest">> <<set $struggleDisplay to "wriggle">> <<else>> <<set $struggleDisplay to "pulledIn">> <<set _changeDepth to 2>> <</if>> <<set $lastPlayerAction to $lastAction>> <<set $lastAction to "wriggle">> <<append "#digestion">> <<include "unbirthPreyMessageCheck">> <</append>> <<include "unbirthPreyTurnCalc">> <<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<SidebarText>><</replace>> <<replace "#actionReminder">><<UnbirthPreyActionReminder>><</replace>> <</if>> <</if>> <</button>> <<case 2>> <<button "Cum">> <<set $arousal to Math.floor($arousalMax/3)>> <<set $predArousal += Math.round(random(4,5) * $predPreferences[3])>> <<set $struggleDisplay to "playerOrgasm">> <<set $unbirthOrgasms += 1>> <<if $unbirthNearEscape>> <<removeclass "#escapingActions" "hide">> <<else>> <<removeclass "#normalActions" "hide">> <</if>> <<addclass "#orgasmAction" "hide">> <<set $lastPlayerAction to $lastAction>> <<set $lastAction to "orgasm">> <<append "#digestion">> <<include "unbirthPreyMessageCheck">> <</append>> <<include "unbirthPreyTurnCalc">> <<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<SidebarText>><</replace>> <<replace "#actionReminder">><<UnbirthPreyActionReminder>><</replace>> <</button>> <</switch>>

<<switch $predAction>> <<case "rest">> /* Does nothing unless player also rests this turn, and that's handled by player action */ <<case "tease">> <<set $arousal += Math.round((random(4,5) + (2*$predUnbirthProficiency)) * _predDifficultyMod)>> <<case "caress">> <<set $arousal += Math.round((random(6,8) + (2*$predUnbirthProficiency)) * _predDifficultyMod)>> <<set _tightness to 1>> <<case "crush">> <<set _tightness to 2>> <<case "orgasm">> <<set $arousal += Math.round(random(4,5) * _predDifficultyMod)>> <<set $predOrgasms += 1>> <<if !$noUnbirthEscape and (random(1,20) > 16)>><<set _changeDepth to 1>><<set _enteredFromOrgasm to true>><</if>> <<set _tightness to 2>> <<case "pleasure">> <<set $arousal += Math.round((random(6,8) + (2*$predUnbirthProficiency)) * _predDifficultyMod)>> <<set $predArousal += random(7,9)>> <<set _disorientation to 1>> <<case "massage">> <<set $arousal += Math.round((random(8,9) + (2*$predUnbirthProficiency)) * _predDifficultyMod)>> <<set $predArousal += random(3,4)>> <<set _disorientation to 1>> <<set _tightness to 1>> <<case "shake">> <<set _disorientation to 2>> <<default>><</switch>>

<<set _roll to random(1,2)>> <<include "unbirthPreyPredOutcome">> <<switch $predAction>> <<case "rest">> <<append "#digestion">> [DEBUG pred is resting] <</append>> <<case "tease">> <<append "#digestion">> [DEBUG pred is teasing/talking dirty] <</append>> <<case "caress">> <<append "#digestion">> [DEBUG pred is caressing their belly] <</append>> <<case "crush">> <<append "#digestion">> [DEBUG pred is crushing you] <</append>> <<case "pull">> <<append "#digestion">> [DEBUG pred is trying to pull you back in] <</append>> <<case "pleasure">> <<append "#digestion">> $predName lets out a soft moan, the walls around you tensing up as she adjusts her position. You can feel one of her arms stretching down below you, her hand hard at work between her legs while the other gropes at her belly. <</append>> <<case "massage">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> You feel two hands start to rub against you from the outside, $predName gently massaging her belly with affectionate care. She hums softly as she sensually works the slimy walls of her womb against your skin, occasionally letting out a blissful sigh. <<else>> Two different points of pressure start to push in on you, gently moving around with purpose as $predName lovingly massages her belly. She works her hands in deep, the warm, slimy walls rubbing against you as she works to satisfy you both. <</if>> <</append>> <<case "shake">> <<append "#digestion">> [DEBUG pred's belly is shaking around] <</append>> <<default>><</switch>> <<append "#digestion">> <</append>>

<<if $sceneHasDialogue>> <<include $sceneDialogueLink>> <<else>> <<include "genericUnbirthPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<append "#digestion">> <</append>>

<<set _roll to random(1,2)>> <<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "rest">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> You ease back against the walls and take a deep breath of the humid air, needing a moment to rest and recover from all the excitement. <<else>> You let your body go limp, surrendering yourself to the pleasant embrace of her womb for a little while. The faint thumping of her heartbeat fills your ears, an oddly comforting sound that helps you relax as you take a moment to rest. <</if>> <</append>> <<case "masturbate">> <<append "#digestion">> You slide one hand down to tend to the growing lust between your legs, taking some time to focus on your own pleasure. You brace one hand against the slimy flesh around you, moaning into the cramped darkness of $predName's womb. <</append>> <<case "soothe">> <<append "#digestion">> You start to gently run your hands along the walls around you applying pressure in soothing circular patterns. You vary your pressure, trying to lean into any movement that seems to get a strong response. $predName lets out a blissful sigh as you carry on your internal massage. <</append>> <<case "pummel">> <<append "#digestion">> You give a firm kick forward, then shove one of your arms to the side, lashing out at the walls around you. They seem to tremble under your assault, occasionally pulsing inward in retaliation for the rough treatment. <</append>> <<case "squirm">> <<append "#digestion">> You start to shift and squirm around within the tight confines of $predName's womb, focusing more on stirring up as much movement as you can rather than using much force. Squishing noises fill your ears as your body slides against the slimy flesh that surrounds you, and you feel the walls tense up in response to the heavy stimulation. <</append>> <<case "push">> <<append "#digestion">> [DEBUG you are pushing down on cervix] <</append>> <<case "hump">> <<append "#digestion">> Overtaken by shameless lust, you push yourself forward, pressing as much of your body as you can against the plush, squishy flesh that surrounds you. You start to grind yourself against it, moaning in bliss at the feeling of the slimy walls rubbing against you so intimately. <</append>> <<case "brace">> <<append "#digestion">> [DEBUG you braced against being pulled back in] <</append>> <<case "wriggle">> <<append "#digestion">> [DEBUG you are squirming around in her vagina] <</append>> <<case "playerOrgasm">> <<append "#digestion">> [DEBUG you are cumming] <</append>> <<case "pulledIn">> <<append "#digestion">> [DEBUG you were pulled back into womb] <</append>> <<case "out">> <<append "#digestion">> [DEBUG you got pushed halfway out] <</append>> <<case "orgasm">> <<append "#digestion">> [DEBUG pred is cumming] <</append>> <<case "aroused">> <<append "#digestion">> [DEBUG you are getting significantly aroused] <</append>> <<case "progress">> <<append "#digestion">> [DEBUG pred is getting significantly aroused] <</append>> <</switch>>

/*<<set _roll to random(1,3)>>*/ <<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "rest">> <<append "#digestion">> [DEBUG you are resting] <</append>> <<case "masturbate">> <<append "#digestion">> [DEBUG you are masturbating] <</append>> <<case "soothe">> <<append "#digestion">> [DEBUG you are massaging the walls] <</append>> <<case "pummel">> <<append "#digestion">> [DEBUG you are fighting against the walls] <</append>> <<case "squirm">> <<append "#digestion">> [DEBUG you are squirming around and creating a lot of movement] <</append>> <<case "push">> <<append "#digestion">> [DEBUG you are pushing down on cervix] <</append>> <<case "hump">> <<append "#digestion">> [DEBUG you are grinding against the walls] <</append>> <<case "brace">> <<append "#digestion">> [DEBUG you braced against being pulled back in] <</append>> <<case "wriggle">> <<append "#digestion">> [DEBUG you are squirming around in her vagina] <</append>> <<case "playerOrgasm">> <<append "#digestion">> [DEBUG you are cumming] <</append>> <<case "pulledIn">> <<append "#digestion">> [DEBUG you were pulled back into womb] <</append>> <<case "out">> <<append "#digestion">> [DEBUG you got pushed halfway out] <</append>> <<case "orgasm">> <<append "#digestion">> [DEBUG pred is cumming] <</append>> <<case "aroused">> <<append "#digestion">> [DEBUG you are getting significantly aroused] <</append>> <<case "progress">> <<append "#digestion">> [DEBUG pred is getting significantly aroused] <</append>> <</switch>>

<<set $totalEscaped += 1>> <<set $totalUnbirthOrgasms += $unbirthOrgasms>> <<if $resilience < 5>><<set $resilienceXP += 8>><</if>> <<if ($unbirthProficiency < 3) and ($unbirthProficiency > -1)>> /* unbirthXP TODO */ <</if>> <<set $strengthXP += 4>> /*<<UnbirthXPCheck>>*/ <<ResilienceXPCheck>> <<StrengthXPCheck>> <<if $outfitState is "normal">><<set $outfitState to "drenched">><</if>>  <<set $turn to 0>> <<set $healthThreshold to 4>> <<set $progress to 0>> <<set $lastAction to "none">> <<set $lastPlayerAction to "none">> <<set $struggleDisplay to "none">> <<set $sceneHasDialogue to false>> <<set $sceneDialogueLink to "none">> <<set $sceneActionsLink to "none">> <<set $sceneDigestionLink to "none">> <<set $sceneNextLink to "none">> <<set $sceneHasExtra to false>> <<set $sceneExtraLink to "none">> <<set $predName to "!ERR:setPredName">> <<set $predAction to "none">> <<set $preyFrustration to 0>> <<set $arousal to 0>> <<set $noMasturbate to false>> <<set $noHump to false>> <<set $noPushDown to false>> <<set $unbirthNearEscape to false>> <<set $predArousalMax to 50>> <<set $predArousal to 0>> <<set $predPreferences to [1,1,1,1]>> <<set $predOrgasms to 0>> <<set $unbirthOrgasms to 0>> <<set $unbirthEnding to "none">> <<set $unbirthLength to 9>> <<set $predUnbirthProficiency to 0>> <<set $noUnbirthEscape to false>>

<<Time 18.75>>\ <<set $unbirthedByNadiaDay9 to true>><<set $predName to "Nadia">><<if $breastSize > 44>><<set $arousal to 7>><<else>><<set $arousal to 0>><</if>><<set $predArousal to 8>><<set $predArousalMax to 78>><<set $predPreferences to [0.8,1.3,0.6,2]>><<set $predUnbirthProficiency to 3>><<set $unbirthLength to 9>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "Nadia_PreyUnbirth">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "Nadia_ActionsUnbirth">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Unbirthed By Nadia- End">><<set $noUnbirthEscape to true>>\ <<set _rest to 0>><<set _afterFirstOrgasm to false>><<set _predictableReaction to false>><<set _firstLust to false>><<set _firstForce to false>><<set _firstMove to false>><<set _firstPush to false>>\ <<set $outfitState to "gone">><<if $breastSize > 44>><<set $predArousal += 12>><</if>><<if $fullness > 0>><<set $predArousal += 12>><</if>>\ You do as you're told, <<if $playerHorny > 2>>eagerly stripping off your underwear and dropping down to your knees. Without any further prompting, you position yourself right at the edge of the bed, staring up at her with your hands on her thighs.<<if $breastSize > 44>> Taking note of how much she was enjoying them, you make sure to puff out your chest and pose in a way that emphasizes your breasts.<</if>><<else>>nervously sliding off your underwear, your face flushing red as you ease down onto your knees and fight the urge to cover yourself. Nadia subtly licks her lips and beckons for you to come closer. You can feel yourself blushing harder as you oblige, shuffling forward until you're right at the edge of the bed, your face just inches from her crotch.<</if>> "Good girl~" Nadia coos. She bites her lip and reaches one hand down to part her lower lips, giving you a clear view of the slick pink flesh that's soon to envelop you. "Give her a quick kiss before we get started." Without waiting for a reaction, she shifts her hand to the back of your head, guiding you forward into her crotch. You give a gentle kiss to her sensitive flesh; it seems to twitch in anticipation from the contact. Her legs wrap around you, locking your head into place with soft but assertive pressure. The look she's giving you when you glance up at her makes it clear she wants more than //just// a kiss. <<if $playerHorny > 2>>You smirk and give her pussy an eager lick. She lets out a soft moan and her legs subtly tighten around you.<<else>>After a moment of flustered hesitation, you tentatively slide your tongue up the length of her slit. She lets out a warm laugh under her breath and gives you an encouraging pat on the head.<</if>> You get to work pleasuring her as best you can, teasing your tongue along her folds and up to her clit, as if you were picking a lock to gain entry deeper inside. A pleasant floral musk--hints of lavender and lilac--hangs around her that starts to become almost overwhelming with her thighs practically smothering your head. One last flick of her clit draws out a sharp moan and she finally relaxes her legs. <<if $nadiaClimax > 0>>"Ahh, still as good as I remember..." she says with a pleasant sigh.<<else>>"Ahh, you've gotten much better at that, darling~" she says, grinning down at you.<</if>> "But I think it's about time to get you in me. Give me your hands." She gently places her hands over yours when you offer them, guiding them between her legs. With some uncertainty, you tease your fingers between her warm flesh, easing them down into the passage beyond. Nadia tightens her grip with a soft laugh... and forces you in down to your wrists with a single pull. She makes a sharp inhale and you feel her inner walls briefly pulse around your hands. "You don't have to be that gentle with me, darling," she says. "Now you've already experienced me //pulling// you in before... I want you to crawl in yourself this time, at least to start.~" You give her a nervous, almost reluctant nod and take a deep breath. Then, you start to slide your hands deeper, quickly reaching the tighter passage of her cervix--it feels almost eager to invite you in. Wet, squishy flesh wraps your arms in a warm embrace as they vanish between her legs, the tight grip of her vagina pulsing even tighter at erratic intervals from the pleasure your entry is supplying. You can see a small bulge in her belly as your hands push through into her womb. "//*Mmhnn...*// That's it, just keep pushing baby..." Nadia says. She rests a hand on the bump in her belly and sighs. Her muscles suddenly clench, almost painfully squeezing your arms and dragging you a few inches deeper. "Pick up the pace<<if $breastSize > 44>>, I want to feel those tits slide through me<</if>>.~" You do your best to oblige, wriggling your hands around to get some semblance of leverage against the plush walls of her womb. Leaning forward with your head tucked down, you attempt to push forward with your legs at the same time you pull with your arms, squeezing yourself deeper inside. A wave of pressure washes over you as Nadia moans, the last thing you hear before your head slips inside and everything becomes muffled, overpowered by wet squishing sounds as her flesh wraps around you. You press on, inching your way through the tight tunnel of flesh. <<if $breastSize > 44>>As you start to squeeze your breasts inside, you quickly realize that Nadia was completely serious about her desire. She clenches her muscles tighter as soon as your chest is inside, forcing you to slow your pace as you struggle against the resistance, giving her time to really feel and savor every inch of your bust passing through. You find yourself softly moaning into the tight flesh around you right along with her from the stimulation of your nipples rubbing against the walls.<<else>>You can faintly hear Nadia moaning, feel the squeezing pressure of her arousal as her body reacts to the intrusion.<</if>><<if $fullness > 0>> <<if $breastSize > 44>>You hit another, less deliberate, stretch of resistance as your swollen stomach starts to slip inside.<<else>>Your progress is pretty smooth, up until your swollen stomach starts to slip inside.<</if>> Nadia grunts as you push harder, forcing your belly through her pussy inch by agonizingly slow inch. The extra pressure as her muscles squeeze in on it doesn't feel particularly comfortable, but just as you're starting to worry you might actually be too big for her, the widest part of your belly squeezes through the entrance... followed //very// quickly by the rest of it. With an odd, wet sucking noise and a faint pop, her vagina easily pulls the rest of your belly inside. Nadia inhales sharply, then starts to help you along, her inner muscles dragging you deeper in with intense waves of pressure. Even worse resistance awaits you when your belly pushes up against her cervix, but Nadia isn't deterred. You start to feel more like you're stuck in someone's throat as she struggles to drag you through the tight passage, harsh, staggered bursts of pressure pulling you deeper one tiny nudge at a time. You let out a sigh of relief when your belly finally pops up into her womb... while Nadia lets out an explosive moan, even seeming to arch her back for a moment. She pauses to catch her breath, then finishes the job herself by pulling your legs in behind you.\ <<else>> <<if $breastSize > 44>>Eventually, you manage to work your whole upper body up into the looser space inside her womb.<<else>><<if $fat > 49>>It's a bit of a tight squeeze, but before long your<<else>>Your<</if>> head emerges into the looser space inside her womb, soon followed by your chest.<</if>> When only your legs remain visible outside, Nadia changes her tune. She clenches her muscles tight and reaches down to grab your thighs. A loud moan escapes her lips as she pushes you forward and pulls inward, sending you surging in up to your knees. Then she grabs your calves... and pulls //out//, dragging your now-soaked thighs back into the open air of the room. An explosive, gasping moan reaches your ears as she pushes you in again, this time greedily dragging you all the way in with harsh, staggered bursts of pressure. You can feel yourself burning up with conflicted arousal--you don't know if you're relieved that she moved on so quickly... or disappointed she didn't fully commit to using you as a human dildo.<</if>> You curl up into the pleasant embrace of her womb for the second time this year. It's like you remember it from back on that wild night at the start of the semester--hot, dark, wet, but oddly comforting, unlike the similar confines of a stomach. You can sense a bit of tension in the walls, and her heartbeat is racing in your ears.<<if $leahExperiencedPerv > 0>> Some flashes of your experience with Leah earlier pop back into your head, <<if $playerWilling > 0>>leaving you even more excited--you can properly enjoy things from in here<<else>>leaving you a bit nervous, but you take a deep breath to calm yourself--you're perfectly safe in here<</if>>.<</if>> "Fuck yes, <<if $fullness > 0>>I knew I could fit you<<else>>it's been too long since I've done this outside of class<</if>>..." Nadia says with a blissful sigh. Your world subtly shifts, tilting sideways as she leans back to lay on the bed. You can feel her breathing heavily. "You're doing wonderful so far, $name. Are you excited to be back?~" "...yes," you reply, one hand idly shifting between your legs. "Climbing in like that was... weird, but... incredible..." "Isn't it? I knew you'd understand," she says with a warm laugh. You feel her rubbing her belly with one hand. "That comforting embrace, that deep sense of intimacy... like you're sharing your arousal directly with your partner. Nothing for you to worry about but making them feel good... and nothing they can focus on but how good you're making them feel. There's really nothing else like it.~" "So... like you said before, I've never really done this as, uh, the main event," you say sheepishly. "What should I do?" She laughs again, her tone soft and reassuring. You can feel her gently caressing you through her belly. "Whatever feels right, darling.~ You have no idea how sensitive it is in there, as long as you're moving it's hard //not// to make me feel good. Or even just enjoy yourself, your pleasure is mine tonight," she says. "Now go ahead and drive me wild.~" <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="normalActions" style="text-align:center"><<set _setActions to 0>><<include "unbirthPreyOptions">></div><div id="escapingActions" class="hide" style="text-align:center"><<set _setActions to 1>><<include "unbirthPreyOptions">></div><div id="orgasmAction" class="hide" style="text-align:center"><<set _setActions to 2>><<include "unbirthPreyOptions">></div>

<<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "rest">> <<if $turn is 0>> <<append "#digestion">> You feel the need to pause for a moment and get your bearings, still processing the situation. Even knowing you were coming here to train with her, you didn't quite expect to end your night squeezed into her womb and tasked with getting her off from the inside. You take a deep breath of the humid, faintly sweet air inside her, preparing to jump into action. <</append>> <<elseif $lastPlayerAction is "orgasm">> <<append "#digestion">> "That was... amazing..." you say. A blissful sigh escapes your lips and you let yourself go limp as you finally start to come down from your climactic high. You need a moment to rest after all of that, leaving yourself at her mercy while you try to catch your breath and gather your thoughts. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericUnbirthPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<case "masturbate">> <<if $turn is 0>> <<append "#digestion">> You don't hesitate to take her advice, quickly working your hand between your legs. Your head feels hazy, lust that seems to seep in from the humid air itself overpowering your senses. You just crawled up a hot girl's pussy as //foreplay//, you //should// be reveling in this. An unrestrained moan slips from your lips into the darkness of her womb and you brace your other hand against the slick walls as tingling pleasure washes over you. <</append>> <<elseif ($predAction is "orgasm") and ($unbirthOrgasms < 1)>> <<append "#digestion">> Without a single conscious thought, you start to furiously work your fingers between your slit, <<if $breastSize < 10>>teasing one of your nipples<<else>>groping your chest<</if>> with your other hand as best you can in the crushing embrace of her womb. You understand exactly what she was saying earlier: every squeeze, every wave of trembling pressure that washes over you--it's like you're directly absorbing the pleasure she's feeling, like you're sharing in every moment of her orgasmic bliss. Your hips start to buck as you bring yourself closer to the edge, your moans joining in chorus with hers. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericUnbirthPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<case "pummel">> <<if !_firstForce>> <<append "#digestion">> After a moment's consideration, you settle on <<if $turn is 0>>your<<else>>a new<</if>> approach--she did say <<if _firstPush>>she liked it rough<<else>>you didn't need to be gentle<</if>>. So, you go with what feels natural for being stuck in the tight, slimy embrace of someone's insides and start struggling like you would to break out of a stomach. You kick and shove at the walls around you, putting some real force behind your blows without quite going all out. You hear Nadia let out short gasps and moans along with your efforts, each one accompanied by a small twitch or squeeze rippling through her womb. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericUnbirthPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<case "push">> <<if !_firstPush>> <<append "#digestion">> As you shift yourself around a bit to get into a more stable position inside of her, one of your feet brushes up against something almost like a knot in the otherwise smooth walls around you. The exit, you quickly realize, and a curious idea strikes you. You rub your toes against it until you're fairly certain they're lined up with what should be the opening... then give it a firm kick. Nadia gasps and her womb clenches around you for a moment, slightly bouncing from the impact. You try again, but the entrance to her cervix stays tightly sealed, not budging an inch to let you through. <</append>> <<else>> <<append "#digestion">> Despite her insistence that there isn't much point, you make another attempt at pushing through into her cervix. It remains sealed tight, but the pressure seemed to have aroused Nadia at least a little bit. <</append>> <</if>> <<case "hump">> <<if $turn is 0>> <<append "#digestion">> You gently probe at the walls around you, taking in the situation... then quickly find yourself overtaken by lust. You shift and squirm around, struggling to spread your legs and push your hips forward, not even consciously sure what you're doing until you feel it--the warm, plush flesh of her womb pressing directly against your pussy. Moaning, you start to shamelessly grind yourself against them, jolts of pleasure coursing through you from the bizarre sensation. <</append>> <<elseif $predAction is "crush">> <<append "#digestion">> You don't need to be told twice, your mind already reeling with pleasure from her lustful efforts. You struggle against the crushing embrace of her womb to press your hips forward enough to feel some kind of contact with the walls. As Nadia goes wild, you grind yourself against the squishy flesh that surrounds you, desperately moaning right alongside her as you drink in as much of her fervent loving as you can. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericUnbirthPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<case "playerOrgasm">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $unbirthOrgasms < 2>> <<if $predAction is "orgasm">>Without a single conscious thought, you start to furiously work your fingers between your slit, <<if $breastSize < 10>>teasing one of your nipples<<else>>groping your chest<</if>> with your other hand as best you can in the crushing embrace of her womb. You understand exactly what she was saying earlier: every squeeze, every wave of trembling pressure that washes over you--it's like you're directly absorbing the pleasure she's feeling, like you're sharing in every moment of her orgasmic bliss. Your hips start to buck as you bring yourself closer to the edge, your moans joining in chorus with hers.<<else>><<if $predAction is "crush">>Facing this kind of treatment, you<<else>>You<</if>> can't hold back any longer, it's all just too much. <<if $predAction is "crush">>You thrust your hips forward as best you can, shamelessly grinding yourself against the slick walls with a burning need, giving yourself the last little push you need as Nadia continues her fervent loving.<<else>>Feeling how close you are to the edge, you plunge your fingers deep into yourself while your thumb toys with your clit, giving yourself the final push you need.<</if>><</if>> "N-Nadia..! I'm... so close..!" you say, practically whimpering. A moment later, you cry out in ecstasy, jolts of tingling pleasure radiating through your body, your muscles clenching and your body writhing within the tight embrace of her womb as you lose yourself in orgasmic bliss. In the dark, humid depths of her body, there's nothing else for you to focus on beyond how //incredible// you're feeling. "//Mmmh//... That's it, darling, cum <<if $predAction is "orgasm">>with me<<else>>for me<</if>>..!" Nadia moans, <<if $predAction is "crush">>starting to move even faster<<else>>groping at you through her belly<</if>>. "Let my body drive you wild..!" <<else>> Already, you find yourself surging over the edge again, writhing against the tight embrace of Nadia's womb as another orgasm washes over you. She lets out a pleasured moan in time with yours as your cry out in ecstasy, giving her belly a possessive squeeze. It sends a clear message through your pleasured haze--she's in control, and you're going to keep losing your mind until she's had her fill. <</if>> <</append>> <<case "orgasm">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $predOrgasms < 2>> "//Mmh..!// F-fuck... fuck yes..! $name..!" Nadia gasps, her pitch quickly rising. "Right there...!" <<if $lastAction is "orgasm">>Sent over the edge by the feeling of you reaching a climax inside of her, she<<else>>She<</if>> cries out with a loud, almost shrieking moan, and all at once the walls clamp down //hard// around you<<if $turn is 7>>, even compared to weight she was already bearing down on you. She picks up the pace, her hips bucking wildly against her belly as she works<<else>>. You can feel her squirming and shifting on the bed, her hands furiously working<</if>> to keep riding the pleasure as long as possible. Erratic waves of even tighter pressure surge through the walls as her orgasm overwhelms her body, squeezing you like she's trying to wring out every drop of pleasure she can get from you, <<if $lastAction is "orgasm">>your orgasms feeding into each other to send you both to new heights<<else>><<if $fullness > 0>>painfully compressing your swollen belly in the process and <</if>>filling the air with cacophony of wet squishing noises<</if>>. "You're... all... mine..!~" she sputters out between incoherent sounds of ecstasy. <<else>> "Hahh... yeah, //mmh//... that's it..! Fuck, you're so good baby..!" Nadia cries out. The walls crash down around you as she's overcome by another orgasm, her pleasure once more squeezing and shaking you like an earthquake. She howls with pleasure while you're helplessly sent along for the ride. <</if>> @@color:magenta;You made Nadia climax!@@ <</append>> <<case "aroused">> <<append "#digestion">> You're briefly overtaken by a rush of pleasure, arching your back and taking a sharp inhale, followed by a drawn out moan as you relax again. Even as the moment passes, your breathing grows heavier, and your whole body feels almost like its tensed in anticipation of the next. "Mmh, that's it darling, ride that feeling," Nadia purrs. "You know you love it in there.~" @@color:deeppink;You're starting to feel very aroused...~@@ <</append>> <<case "progress">> <<append "#digestion">> "Ohhh yeah, you're doing wonderful..." Nadia moans, a particularly strong wave of pressure washing over you in her womb. You can hear her heartbeat racing above you, feel the walls twitching and shifting with excitement, any semblance of stillness long gone at this point. She gasps and her voice briefly takes on a higher tone. "//Mmhn...// keep going baby..! I want you to make me scream..!" @@color:deeppink;Nadia is really feeling it now...~@@ <</append>> <<default>> <<include "genericUnbirthPreyStruggle">> <</switch>>

<<if _repetition > 1>><<set $preyFrustration += 1>><</if>> <<if $lastAction is "rest">><<set _rest += 1>><<if _rest > 2>><<set $preyFrustration += 1>><</if>><</if>> <<if $predAction is "orgasm">> <<set $predAction to "pleasure">> <<include "unbirthPreyPredOutcome">> <<if !_afterFirstOrgasm>> <<set _afterFirstOrgasm to true>> <<set $predArousal += 5>> /* a bit stronger than usual */ <<append "#digestion">> "Mmmhmm, I hope you're not... //mmh//... ready to tap out baby...~" Nadia purrs. You can feel her masturbating, the walls around you that had only just begun to relax already starting to tighten with arousal again. "Let's... //*aahnn...*// make it two..!" she moans. "...at //least//...~" <</append>> <<else>> <<append "#digestion">> Even as she starts to come down from her orgasm, you can already feel Nadia revving herself back up, refusing to let the pleasure fully fade. "//More//...~" she moans through her lust-drunk haze. <</append>> <</if>> <<elseif ($turn is 5) and ($predOrgasms < 1)>> <<if $predArousal >= ($predArousalMax*0.75)>> <<set $predAction to "crush">> <<include "unbirthPreyPredOutcome">> <<set $predArousal += random(12,16)>> <<set $arousal += random(6,8)>> <<append "#digestion">> "Oh yeah, that's it..!" Nadia moans, her voice gaining a bit of pitch. You can feel her playing with herself at first... then your world flips upside down as she rolls over onto her belly. Before you can reorient and get your bearings, she bears down on you //hard//, leaning into the bed with her arms wrapped tight around you like she was trying to grind her belly into the sheets. A soft slapping sound--answered by the wet squishing of her womb rubbing against you--rings out as a dull impact jolts you forward. The same sensation repeats, drawing a pleasured gasp from your lips. Your heart races as you start to clearly picture what's happening--she's humping her belly. //Furiously//. She drives her hips forward and back, slamming them against the base of her gut--against your ass, more or less, with the way you're curled up inside--sometimes pausing to grind her crotch against it before pulling back to start again. The walls around you are twitching and shaking, pulsating with throbbing waves of pressure as she drives herself wild, loud moans filling the air. "//Fffuck...// Give me everything you've got, $name..! Don't think about anything else, just... //*Aaahmm..!*//" ...lose yourself in it..!" <</append>> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "pleasure">> <<include "unbirthPreyPredOutcome">> <<set $preyFrustration += 1>> <<append "#digestion">> "//Mmh//... gonna... lose it at this rate..." you faintly hear Nadia mutter under her breath. You can feel one hand furiously working between her legs, her other groping at her chest. Even as the walls around you tighten and warm up from the jolts of pleasure she's giving herself, you feel yourself flushing from embarrassment more than arousal--evidently, you're not doing a great job pleasing her so far... <</append>> <</if>> <<elseif ($lastAction is "rest") and ($turn is 1)>> <<set $predAction to "rest">> <<include "unbirthPreyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> While you take in the sensation, the silence is broken by Nadia clearing her throat. She gives her belly a gentle pat. "...any time now, $name, go ahead and make the most of it in there," she says. <</append>> <<elseif ($lastAction is "rest") and (_rest > 2)>> <<set $predAction to "shake">> <<include "unbirthPreyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "My my, someone really needs to work on their stamina," Nadia says. Her tone is teasing, but you can hear a hint of legitimate frustration. "Am I really taking your breath away that easily? And here I thought you might be able to keep up with me...~" You feel her gently nudge one side of her belly, then push it back from the other side, softly batting you back and forth. That only lasts a few seconds before she starts pushing harder, sensually swaying her whole body back and forth as you're bounced around inside of her, almost like she's belly dancing while laying down. "Come on darling, pick up the pace already.~" <</append>> <<elseif (_repetition > 1) and !_predictableReaction>> <<set _predictableReaction to true>> <<set $predAction to "rest">> <<include "unbirthPreyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Mmh, is that all you've got for me..? You're doing fine, but... you could stand to mix things up a little," she says with a soft laugh. She pokes your head, and you feel her gently squeeze her belly between her thighs. "Give me some excitement, keep me at the edge of my seat, baby, I know you've got it in you.~" <</append>> <<elseif (($lastAction is "masturbate") or ($lastAction is "hump")) and !_firstLust>> <<set _firstLust to true>> <<set $predAction to "pleasure">> <<include "unbirthPreyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "That's it, //mmh//... lose yourself in there...~" Nadia says in a sultry tone. You can feel an arm wrapped around her belly, reaching down below her waist where her hand is hard at work. The flesh surrounding you tenses and twitches at odd intervals as waves of pressure wash over her, and all the while you can feel her groping at you through her belly. Every now and then, her hips thrust up against her belly, accompanied by a gasping moan. "I want to feel my body drive you crazy...~" <</append>> <<elseif ($lastAction is "pummel") and !_firstForce>> <<set _firstForce to true>> <<set $predAction to "caress">> <<include "unbirthPreyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> Nadia clutches her belly, and for a moment you're afraid that you overdid it... until you hear a satisfied moan slip free from her lips. She wraps her arms and legs around her belly possessively, pressing in with a firm but gentle touch. Soft, squishy noises fill your ears as her caress shifts the walls around you. "Mmhmm... feeling a little trapped in there? It's okay, you're safe inside me...~" she says in a low tone. She squeezes you a little tighter. "But feel free to fight if you want, I like it a little rough...~" <</append>> <<elseif ($lastAction is "squirm") and !_firstMove>> <<set _firstMove to true>> <<set $predAction to "shake">> <<include "unbirthPreyPredOutcome">> <<set $arousal += random(5,7)>> <<set $predArousal += random(4,5)>> <<append "#digestion">> "That's right, stir me up baby~" Nadia says<<if $progress > 0>>, half-moaning the words<</if>>. "Give me everything you've got..!" You can feel her shifting around, arching her back a little and lifting her belly off the bed. Then she drops her hips back down... only to quickly thrust them back up, bouncing you up and down against her thighs at an impressive pace. Wet slapping and squishing noises fill the air as the space around you expands and contracts with each thrust of her hips. It's hard to focus on anything beyond your arousal as you're tumbled around in the darkness. "Fffuck, there we go..." she mumbles under her breath. Despite her clear enjoyment, you get the feeling your movements alone weren't //quite// doing it for her. <</append>> <<elseif ($lastAction is "soothe") and !_firstTechnique>> <<set _firstTechnique to true>> <<set $predAction to "tease">> <<include "unbirthPreyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Aw, that's sweet," Nadia says<<if $progress > 0>>, pausing to let out a soft moan. You can feel her groping one of her breasts above you<</if>>. "Focusing so hard on making me feel good.~ But really, $name, let yourself enjoy this," she continues, gently rubbing her belly. "I get plenty of massages from people that know exactly what they're doing in there..." she drops her voice to a low whisper, just audible through the muffling of her flesh,"...but I only get one chance to blow a new girl's mind.~ Go wild in there, baby, let my body drive you crazy. I want you to lose yourself in my womb's embrace...~" <</append>> <<elseif ($lastAction is "push") and !_firstPush>> <<set _firstPush to true>> <<set $predAction to "caress">> <<include "unbirthPreyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Ohhh, how bold.~ <<if _firstForce>>Trying a different approach?<<else>>You're lucky I like it a bit rough,<</if>>" Nadia coos, wrapping her arms around her belly. You can feel her chest squishing against the bulge your head is making as she squeezes you a bit tighter. "You're not going //anywhere//. You're all mine until I say we're done, so just enjoy this.~" <</append>> <<else>> <<set _roll to random(1,20)>> <<if ($predArousal >= ($predArousalMax*0.75)) or ($lastAction is "orgasm")>> <<set $predAction to "pleasure">> <<elseif $progress > 0>> <<if _roll > 5>> <<set $predAction to "pleasure">> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "massage">> <</if>> <<else>> <<if _roll > 10>> <<set $predAction to "pleasure">> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "massage">> <</if>> <</if>> <<include "unbirthPreyPredAction">> <</if>> <<if $preyFrustration > 2>><<set $unbirthEnding to "frustration">><<goto $sceneNextLink>><</if>>

<<Time 19.25>>\ <<if ($unbirthEnding is "frustration") and ($predOrgasms < 1)>>\ "Stop, stop..." Nadia says with a sigh. "I... you're not really getting it, I lost the feeling." <<if $unbirthOrgasms > 0>>"Aww... already...?" you mumble, still a bit hazy as you come down from your pleasurable high. "O-Oh I mean, um, sorry, I can--"<<else>>"Oh, um, s-sorry..." you say. You can feel your face burning up. "I, uh, I'm not used to this and I had kind of a long day so..."<</if>> "It's okay, darling, just... sit tight while I get you out," Nadia replies. You feel her stand up from the bed, her belly starting to bounce around as she goes on the move, your whole world gently shifting and swaying. She comes to a stop and squats down a little... then you feel the walls clamp down hard around you. Her cervix slowly widens beneath your feat, and with slow, staggered pushes--and a lot of grunting--you start to get pushed back out of her. It takes a few awkward minutes, but soon enough you're sprawled out on the tile floor of her shower, completely soaked in slimy fluids from your trip inside her. Your face is bright red as you stare up at Nadia's naked body squatting over you. She rises back to a standing position with a sigh. There's a look of frustration on her face as she rests one hand on her now-empty belly, but after taking a deep breath she offers you a faint smile. "Thanks for trying to indulge me. Go ahead and get cleaned up," she says. You sigh as she leaves to give you some privacy--it seems like you really fumbled this hard. You take your time washing off, nervous about the awkward encounter that's sure to follow once you're finished. But, you can't stay in her shower forever, so once you're feeling undoubtedly clean you step out, dry off, and walk back into Nadia's dorm. "All clean?" she says. She's on her bed looking through her phone... and still completely naked. "Yeah, I, um... sorry..." you say sheepishly. "It's fine, really, it happens sometimes," she says, with an apologetic smile. "I should be the one apologizing--I'm... not really in a teaching mood anymore." "Right, I guess that's fair..." you say. You retrieve your clothes from the floor and quickly start to get dressed. "Maybe we'll try again another night." <<Nadia -1>> You hurry out the door, feeling more awkward the longer the situation lingers. Once you're alone in the hall, a few steps from her dorm, you pause and take a deep breath, coming out as a sigh on the exhale. You start to slowly make your way down the hall, aiming to go out and around through the courtyard to get back to your own dorm--you feel like you need a bit of time to process everything that just happened.\ <<else>>\ <<if $predOrgasms < 1>>"You... //mmh//... tried your best baby. I think I drove you over the edge a little too soon," Nadia says. She gives a soft laugh, but there's a hint of frustration in her tone. "Just sit tight for a moment, I'll finish things out here.~"<<elseif $unbirthEnding is "frustration">>"I can tell you're... //mmh//... wearing down in there, it's okay baby," Nadia says, giving you a light squeeze for a moment. "Just relax and I'll handle finishing things up.~"<<else>>"Mmh... fuck..." Nadia moans. You feel her gently rest a hand on her belly, panting heavily. "We're going to be at this all... //mmhn//... night at this rate.~ Sit tight for a minute, I'll take us to the //grand finale//...~"<</if>> <<if $unbirthOrgasms > 1>>"Hmmhm... whatever you say...~" you mumble, hazy and pleasure-drunk from your time inside of her.<<else>>"Sounds fun..." you say with a sigh, still coming down from your pleasurable high.<</if>> You feel her stand up from the bed, groping at her belly to support you as she goes on the move. Your whole world gently bounces and sways as she waddles... somewhere. It's hard to tell with your arousal overpowering the few senses still available to you inside her womb. You're vaguely aware of her sitting back down, then leaning back, one had clearly hard at work between her legs. "Time to... //MMmhmn..!// get you... //hahh//... out of there..." she says, her voice starting to sound strained. Her hips seem to thrust forward of their own accord, accompanied by a loud, faintly echoed moan of pleasure. "$name..! I'm... gonna cum..! Get ready..!" You gently brace yourself against the walls as the flesh around you starts to pulse and quiver with her building pleasure. A yelp of surprise slips out of you as her climax<<if $predOrgasms < 1>> finally<</if>> hits<<if $predOrgasms > 0>> entirely different than <<if $predOrgasms is 1>>the last<<else>>those before<</if>>--the moment she cries out and her muscles clamp down... her cervix also loosens beneath you, practically sucking in your legs.<<else>>--the walls clamp down almost painfully tight as her muscles clench, and you feel her cervix loosen beneath you, practically sucking in your legs.<</if>> The overwhelming pressure of her orgasmic contractions sends you surging out, only for the next to constrict the passage and hold you in place, like her body is playing tug of war with itself. Nadia's roaring moans and gasps fill your ears beyond the muffled wetness of her insides, the sensation of your release keeping her right at the peak through it all. A few more thrusting waves of pressure, and your head finally squeezes out of her vagina with an odd sort of //*schlorp*// sound. Nadia starts to come down from her drawn out high, panting heavily and softly moaning to herself as you lay limp and wide-eyed, waiting for your head to stop spinning. You're on the floor of her shower, absolutely drenched in slimy fluid from your trip inside of her, so slippery that you struggle just to push yourself up into a sitting position. There's a wet trail leading back from you toward Nadia, her legs spread wide and a blissful smile on her face as she lays on the ground. <<if $predOrgasms > 1>>"You were amazing, $name, thank you," she sighs. She sits up, offering a warm laugh. "I think you might be a natural.~" "I try my best..." you say, still feeling a bit out of it. You carefully slide over to lean against the wall. "That was something else..."<<else>><<if $predOrgasms is 1>>"That was wonderful, $name, thank you," she sighs. She sits up, smiling at you. "So, what did you think?"<<else>>"That's more like it..." she says with a a sigh. She sits up, giving you a sly smile. "So, what did you think?"<</if>> "That was... something else..." you say, still feeling a bit out of it. You carefully slide over to lean against the wall.<</if>> "Mmh, isn't it incredible? There's really nothing else quite like it, on either end," Nadia says. She crawls over to you with a seductive look in her eyes. "I hope I didn't wring you out //too// hard." She leans in and pulls you into a slow, sensual kiss, unbothered by the coating of her own fluids currently clinging to you. In fact, it almost seems like she's intentionally lathering up her hand as she <<if $breastSize > 44>>gently massages one of your breasts<<else>>rubs it against your <<if $fullness > 0>>bloated <<elseif $fat > 34>>chubby <<elseif $fat > 19>>soft <</if>>stomach<</if>>... "I believe I still owe you a lesson, after all~" she says as she pulls away. "O-Oh, right!" you say. You'd honestly almost forgotten why you had originally come here after all that. "Of course, I'd never break a promise, darling," she says. Her hand slides lower down, starting to tease your pussy. You feel your heart flutter despite all the excitement you only just came down from. "Unbirth is a skill you can only //really// learn through experience. It's straightforward enough to get the idea, the difficulty mainly comes from getting yourself to //relax//..." she easily slips a finger inside of you, drawing out a soft moan, "and loosen up down there. So, what's the biggest thing you've inserted before?~" "U-Um... nothing bigger than a couple fingers..." you reply, almost whimpering. Somehow, despite everything that's transpired to reach this point, it still feels oddly embarrassing to discuss your masturbation habits. "Ah, well... this is going to feel pretty strange then.~" You gasp and your mind goes blank for a moment, as if your brain short-circuited and needed to reboot. You look down... and see that Nadia shoved her entire hand into your vagina all the way down to her wrist. You're clenched tight around her, able to feel every contour of her fingers stretching you out. She slowly twists her hand side to side and you throw your head back in a whimpering moan. "Shh... relax, I promise you can handle it," Nadia says. She leans forward as much as she can without losing her position, giving you a reassuring look and lightly massaging your <<if $buttSize > 39>>plush <</if>>thigh with her free hand. "I know you've had entire girls inside your body before, all you're doing is letting one in a different way. Take a few deep breaths for me, okay? Try to let yourself relax and stop squeezing my hand." "I'll..! Try..." you say, briefly interrupted by a quick squeal of pleasure. Regardless of her request for you to relax, Nadia is still twisting her hand around. Following along as she joins you and guides the pace, you start to take deep breaths in through your nose and out through your mouth, doing your best to loosen the muscles in your lower body. You close your eyes, focusing on the feeling of her hand shifting inside you. Your inner walls slowly relax and the intensity of the sensation becomes more bearable... only for you to jolt forward and briefly clamp down your muscles again as she pushes her hand forward another inch or so and bumps into your cervix, sending a flash of pleasure mixed with a bit of pain through your body. "Good girl, you're doing so well~" Nadia says with a warm smile. "Here's our first big hurdle, let me know if it's too much at any point. This part can hurt a little before you body gets used to letting things in." You give her a meek nod. She starts to gently massage the entrance, pushing forward with her fingers and stretching them out, then letting them slide back in. You wince and stifle a moan with every outward motion. You can faintly hear wet squishing sounds from the movement, <<if $fullness > 0>>though your still mildly bloated belly masks any sign of it from the outside<<elseif $fat > 49>>though your pudgy belly masks any sign of of it from the outside<<else>>see the small bulge in your abdomen subtly grow with each expansion before contracting again<</if>>. "That's it, try not to fight it. I know it seems impossible when you're clenched that tight, but remember how you slid through mine just a moment ago. You want me inside, right?" she says. You whimper and nod in response. "Good.~ It's all about your mindset. It's like how your stomach and throat work a bit differently when you're swallowing someone instead of eating normal food. If you really want it, a switch will flick and--" You let out a loud, gasping moan, arching your back and clenching your fists as an overwhelming jolt of pleasure washes over you. Without any warning or change in her cadence, Nadia thrust her arm forward right when her fingers contracted. You look down at <<if ($fullness > 0) or ($fat > 49)>>her sitting elbow deep inside of you<<else>>the small bulge in your belly<</if>>, breathing heavily, your mind swirling with pleasure and awe. You can feel it--her hand is all the way in your womb, rubbing against parts of you that have never been touched before. Though it's already starting to calm down, your cervix spasms around her wrist from the sudden intrusion, a faint pulse of both pain and pleasure washing through you each time it tightens. "--you'll open right up. Good girl, you're a natural~" Nadia says. She leans her head down and gives your<<if ($fullness < 1) and ($fat < 50)>> bulging<</if>> belly a kiss. "How's that feel?" "S-Super weird..." you say with a nervous laugh. "But also... amazing..." "Here, why don't you shake my hand?" she giggles. You give her a confused look for a moment, then place your hand <<if ($fullness > 0) or ($fat > 49)>>around where you can feel hers beneath the surface<<else>>on the bump hers is making in your belly<</if>>, unsure what exactly she wants. A soft moan escapes your lips as she shakes her hand back and forth inside you. "It's an honor to be the first one to ever feel you this deep~" she says with a sly smile. "Now, there's really just one last step to work on..." You gasp as she yanks her hand back out of your womb, leaving it only partially inside your cervix. "I want you to pull me back in on your own. Take your time, it can be a tricky to work out how to use your muscles like that," she says. "It's sort of like... holding it in when you really need to use the bathroom." She laughs under her breath. "Not the sexiest example, I know--unless you're freakier than I thought--but it's really the only normal situation I can think of where you use muscles down here for anything even a little similar." <<if $analAteOlivia or ($wrongClassroomStars is "failed")>>"Y-Yeah, I think I've got it..." you reply, thinking back to your experience with Olivia at the start of the year. You were able to figure it out for your ass pretty quickly, this shouldn't be too different...<<else>>"Right... I'll do my best," you say, taking a deep breath.<</if>> You tighten your muscles, making a sharp inhale as your inner walls rub against her hand and send tingling pleasure through your abdomen. At first, you just end up squeezing her a few times, then, finally, you feel one of your attempts slide her fingers a little deeper. Nadia grins and gives you an encouraging nod. You take a deep breath and pull harder, keeping it up until, with a gasp, you feel her hand pop back up into your womb. "Amazing, you're doing wonderful darling~" Nadia coos. "Give it a bit of practice, push me out and pull me back in a few times." You hesitate, trying to calm down a bit, then push down, forcing her hand back out. Your efforts to contain your arousal are immediately undone, your heartbeat racing and your moans of pleasure echoing through the shower as you proceed to essentially fist yourself using Nadia's arm. You're trembling by the time she speaks up again. "Good girl.~ You've got everything you need down now!" Nadia says. She seems genuinely excited by your progress. "All that's left now is to... scale up.~" She gives you a sultry look as she positions herself more centered between your legs. Her free hand slides down your thigh... and starts to ease its way in to join the other. Already riding high, you become an incoherent, helpless mess of pleasure as she stretches you further than you've ever been before. She's gentle enough as she slides it forward, pausing for a moment whenever you tighten around her before pushing on. Finally, her hands meet in your womb. She smirks up at you, flushed and elbow deep your pussy. You feel her press her hands against the walls of your womb... then try to pull her arms apart, stretching you even further. It's too much--almost immediately, you cry out in ecstasy and clamp down //hard// around her arms, forcing them back together. Your head spins, and through the haze of your pleasure you're vaguely aware of Nadia's arms being forced back out by your orgasm. You're left panting on the bathroom floor when you finally start to come down--that <<if $unbirthOrgasms < 2>>put your first one to shame<<else>>might have been your best one of the night<</if>>. Nadia almost looks startled at first, kneeling between your legs with her hands raised in front of her. Then she laughs, a warm smile spreading across her lips. "Well, you're welcome~" she says. She stands up and offers you a hand. "I think that may be a good place to leave things off for tonight. You've got all the basics down now, we'll save going all the way for next time." You hesitate for a moment, seeing as her hand is currently glistening with fluid from its trip into your womb, but shrug it off and accept her help getting to your feet. "Definitely, I don't know if I've got anything left in me right now," you say with a weak laugh. "Aw, I hope I didn't work you too hard<<if $predOrgasms > 0>> after you showed me such a good time<</if>>," she says. She leans in to give you a kiss on the cheek, then reaches for the knob to turn on the shower. "Let me help you get cleaned up.~" "Yeah, I think we both could use it," you say with a laugh. You let out a contented sigh as the water starts to wash over you. "...so they really //teach// this here at school? In a //class//..?" "Seems like something out of a dream, mmh?" Nadia says with a laugh. "They pretend to be a little more professional about it than me..." With both of you thoroughly satisfied at this point, and your boundaries having completely evaporated somewhere in the midst of writhing in ecstasy inside her womb, the shower that follows feels bizarrely casual, even as you help wash each other's backs. You talk about your recent classes and the upcoming Halloween party, Nadia tells you about her day while you help her rinse out her hair--it might be the least sexually charged conversation you've ever had with her. You're not sure how long you spend washing off, but in time the two of you step out and dry off, feeling blissfully refreshed. "Ahhh... that was <<if $predOrgasms > 1>>incredible, $name, you're really something special.<<else>>wonderful, $name.<</if>> We should do this more often~" Nadia says. She drops back to sit on her bed, still naked, while you start to get dressed. You almost don't recognize her with her long hair hanging flat and heavy from her time in the shower. "You make for a lovely student." "And you were an amazing teacher," you reply with a smile. You put your <<if $lastOutfit is "uniform">>jacket<<else>>shirt<</if>> back on, fully clothed again. "I would, uh, love to do this again sometime..." "Of course. Once more, at the very least--we need to finish your training after all," she says. "This weekend, Friday maybe?" "Absolutely! Just text me and I'll be there," you say. "Perfect, it's a date then," Nadia says with a laugh. "You have a lovely night now $name, don't be a stranger.~"<<if ($nadiaRel < 5) and ($predOrgasms > 0)>> <<if $predOrgasms > 1>><<Nadia 2>><<else>><<Nadia 1>><</if>><</if>> @@color:lime;You definitely learned a lot about unbirth tonight...@@<<set $unbirthProficiency to -1>><<set $nadiaTeachUnbirth to 2>> You step out into the hall, Nadia playfully blowing you a kiss on your way out. You pause for a moment just outside the door, then start to slowly make your way down the hall. Rather than cutting across the bridge, you aim to head out and around through the courtyard to get back to your dorm, feeling like you need a minute to properly process everything that just happened.\ <</if>> <<set $nadiaUnbirthOrgasms += $predOrgasms>><<include "unbirthPreyEnd">><<set $outfit to $lastOutfit>><<set $outfitState to "normal">><<if $day9Book>>[[Head back to your dorm->October 29th- Night: Courtyard Interlude]]<<else>>[[Head back to your dorm->October 29th- Night]]<</if>>

<<Time 19.5>>\ <<if hasVisited("October 29th- Artist")>>You hurry downstairs and through the dining hall into the courtyard. There's a brisk chill in the air as you step outside, your skin prickling from the gentle breeze. Still, you slow your pace as you pass through, thinking about the unusual position you almost agreed to. You're not sure whether you dodged a bullet, or chickened out of an interesting experience.<<else>>You head downstairs and through the dining hall into the courtyard. There's a brisk chill in the air as you step outside, your skin prickling from the gentle breeze. Even so, you walk at a leisurely pace along the lamp-lit path, still lost in thought playing back how you spent the last hour or so with Nadia.<</if>> You're briefly shaken from your train of thought when you notice someone pacing around over by the garden. <<if $charlotteRel > 1>>It takes you a moment, but the tall silhouette clicks into place in your head. It's Charlotte, the odd, passive junior you ran into a few times near the start of the year. Recalling that you've seen her reading almost every other time you've met her, you quickly make the connection with her searching the garden--she must be looking for the book you picked up earlier.<<else>><<if $charlotteRel is 1>>She seems almost familiar, but you can't place who it is<<else>>You don't particularly recognize who it is<</if>>--she looks pretty tall, with pale skin and long brunette hair. It seems like she's looking for something, fretting a little as she carefully walks along the perimeter. You aren't getting a very aggressive vibe from her, at least. A thought occurs to you--she's searching around where you found that book earlier. There's a good chance that's what she's looking for...<</if>> \ <<link "Go talk to her">><<replace "#choice">><<set $day9Charlotte to 1>>\ Making up your mind, you turn to head towards the garden. You wave to her before speaking up, but she doesn't seem to notice you. <<if $metCharlotte>>"Hey, Charlotte!" you call out. "It's $name, I don't know if you remember me. Are you looking for something?"<<else>>"Hey there!" you call out. "Are you looking for something?"<</if>> The girl snaps her attention to you, seeming a bit startled. She's wearing a dark green sweater with a pink scarf wrapped around her neck. "Oh, hi," she says. Her brief surprise melts back into a very neutral expression<<if $charlotteRel > 1>>, with maybe a hint of a smile. "It's been a while. Yes, I am looking for something."<<elseif $charlotteRel is 1>>. "You look a little familiar. Yes, I am looking for something."<<else>>. "Yes, I am."<</if>> "...can I ask what?" you say, giving a slight laugh under your breath. "Right. I'm looking for a book that I left out here. I can't seem to find it," she says. "I like to read here in the garden at night when there's no one around, but last night someone came out into the courtyard quite late and disrupted the mood. I left in such a hurry that I accidentally left the book behind..." <<if $charlotteRel > 1>>\ "Ah okay, so I was on the right track! Sorry, I actually took it off the bench earlier," you say with a laugh. "I figured whoever had been reading it got eaten!" "I guess that is reasonable," she replies with a small nod. She's giving you an expectant look. "Come with me, I'll go grab it from my dorm real quick," you say with a smile. She quietly trails behind you as you carry on your way back to your room, a part of you starting to worry that maybe it was a bad idea to invite the junior you don't know that much about to come see your room. You make a brief attempt at conversation, but when her responses remain blunt you just let things remain awkwardly quiet. You slip inside and hurry back with the book as soon as you arrive. "Here you go! Sorry again about that," you say. "It's okay, thank you," she replies. She takes the book and looks it over for a moment with a smile, then hugs it against her chest. The smile remains when she looks back at you... but she doesn't say anything. Her expression seems a bit nervous as silently stares at you. \ [[Ask her what the book is about->October 29th- Charlotte]] <<link "Say goodbye">><<replace "#choice2">>\ "Alright, uh, it was nice running into you again!" you say, taking a step back into your dorm. You give her a wave goodbye. "Have a good night!" "You too," she says with a nod. She quickly turns away and heads for the stairs, seeming almost flustered. You shrug and shake off the odd encounter, relieved that she seems trustworthy after all, then head back into your dorm. [[Settle in for the night->October 29th- Night]]<</replace>><</link>>\ <<else>>\ "Oh! Well I have good news then, I have it!" you say. She furrows her brow a little and you quickly elaborate. "I saw it sitting on the bench earlier and figured the person who had been reading it got eaten. But if it's yours, I can go grab it right now!" "I guess that is reasonable," she replies with a small nod. "Yes, go get it for me." "S-Sure thing!" you say. Her responses feel awkwardly blunt, in a way that's starting to put you on edge. You only grow more worried as she quietly trails behind you on your way to your dorm, the two of you mostly walking in awkward silence. You slip inside and hurry back with the book as soon as you arrive. "Here you go! Sorry about that." "Thank you," she replies. She takes the book and looks it over for a moment with a smile, then hugs it against her chest. She looks back at you, a slight smile still on her lips. <<if $charlotteRel is 1>>"You said you were $name, right? I do remember you now." "Yeah! It was nice running into you again," you say with a smile. "Yeah," she replies.<<else>>"My name is Charlotte." "I'm $name, it's nice to meet you!" you say.<</if>> An awkward silence follows, Charlotte just staring at you with a hint of nervousness on her face. After a moment, she gives you a nod and then turns to head down the hall. You shrug and shake off the odd encounter, relieved that she wasn't planning anything after all, then head back into your dorm. <<Charlotte 1>> [[Settle in for the night->October 29th- Night]]\ <</if>><<set $metCharlotte to true>>\ <</replace>><</link>> <<link "Tell a girl on *this* campus I might have technically stolen from her? Not a chance!">><<replace "#choice">>\ You shrug and carry on your way, thinking better of bringing up the subject. For one thing, you're pretty sure she's an upperclassman. She could just as easily be on the hunt for prey right now, and even if she //is// looking for the book, the odds she might eat you for taking it seem pretty high. Rather than take the risk, you just accept that you may have<<if $day9Heist > 0>> committed //two// thefts today<<else>> stolen something from someone who //wasn't// digested today<</if>> and continue on through the halls back to your dorm. [[Return to your dorm->October 29th- Night]]<</replace>><</link>>\

<<Time 20>><<set $day9Charlotte to 2>>\ "So, what's that book about?" you say. "Oh, it's called //The Shadow Beyond The Willows//! Although I guess you knew that from the cover," she says with a small laugh. She grabs the book in one hand, looking over the information on the back and flipping through a few pages as she talks as if she were reading something off to you even though she clearly isn't. "It's a high fantasy epic about an elven woman named Artea who unwittingly becomes the bearer of a cursed sword that's possessed by an ancient, eldritch evil. Unable to relinquish her bond with the blade, and knowing that if it falls into the wrong hands or the entity trapped inside is released it would spell doom for the world, she embarks on a quest to destroy it in a way that will purge the evil once and for all, having to fight to resist the sword's corrupting influence and not give in to the temptations of its power along the way." She looks up from the book again, satisfied. "Well, that's more the synopsis of the whole book series, this is part three of the //Specter of Nemora// saga and it's a bit tough to explain even the basic plot without significant spoilers for the first two books." "That sounds really interesting!" you say. "The whole saga is very good so far! I... could loan you the first one, if you wanted?" she says, seeming a bit unsure about the offer. "I'd love that!" you say with a smile. You're mostly just eager for this mysterious girl to open up a little more. "If it's really alright with you." "Yeah, um, let's head over to my dorm and I'll find it for you," she replies. You almost have to jog to keep up with her as you follow her lead upstairs and over to Lampton, she seems to practically glide along the floor despite her walking gait. You're not sure if it's from being nervous or excited. For that matter, you're not sure if //you// should be nervous or excited about this development of heading to a junior's dorm alone. "At a high concept level, it's clearly riffing off of //The Lord of the Rings//," Charlotte says as she leads you into her dorm. "But it does more than enough to differentiate itself when it comes down to the details. There are a lot of unique twists and turns that I honestly didn't see coming, but that looking back you can see how the author was building up to them without you even noticing at the time, it's really well done." Her room is quite plain, nothing decorating the walls and one bed neatly set, while the other doesn't even have sheets. You assume she doesn't have a roommate. There are a few books laying on the unmade bed, four separate coffee cups on her bedside table, and a surprisingly high end looking laptop sitting on her own bed, but otherwise everything looks as tidy as when she first moved in. The bathroom door is slightly ajar when you first enter, and you briefly take notice that she seems to hurry to close it before starting to look for the book. "So is this series a favorite of yours?" you ask as she looks through her closet. "I have a hard time choosing favorites, but it is definitely up there I think! My dads recommended it to me, they're both huge fantasy buffs," she replies. "I suppose I can't really rank it for certain until it's complete. The fifth and final book is coming out at the end of the year, that's why I'm rereading them now. I have high hopes, but I'll have to wait and see if they stick the landing." "Ah, that's exciting though! I'm looking forward to it, I've been wanting to get back into reading books honestly," you say with a smile. "Maybe I'll get hooked enough to catch up in time for the finale!" "That might be a bit ambitious, all of them are pretty long. Here we go," Charlotte says. She steps out with a thick book in hand, quickly shutting the closet behind her. "Book One: //The Blade of Nowhere//! I'd love to try to hype it up a bit more for you, but I think it's a series that's best to experience as blind as you can." "That sounds good to me! Thank you," you say, smiling as she hands the book to you. The cover art depicts an armored woman with red hair, wounded and kneeling with a firm grip on a sleek sword with a purple miasma around it that's impaled into the ground. "I know we haven't gotten to know each other too much yet, so I really appreciate you trusting me with this." "It's fine, you... seem nice enough. And it would be nice to have someone to discuss this with..." she says. "Yeah, of course! I'll be sure to report back once I've made some progress," you say with a laugh. "Anything else I should add to my list?" "Oh, well one of my recent favorites I've read is //Podema The Man-Eater//, I'd definitely recommend that too!" she says. "It's a story about a girl in medieval times in some approximation of our world, and it starts with her getting eaten in a really tragic and unfair situation. A goddess takes pity on her and decides to reincarnate her into another world instead of letting that be the end, and she wakes up in a more fantastical setting filled with magic and strange creatures. However, the catch is, the goddess put her in a world where vore as a concept simply doesn't exist so that she couldn't suffer the same fate again... except Podema, who's still a predator since she came from our world, doesn't realize this until she's already gotten herself branded as some kind of monstrous witch." "Ooo, that's a pretty intriguing setup," you reply. "It's executed really well too! The chapters are split between two perspectives: Podema herself, and a hero from the new world that's dedicated themself to finding and ending 'The Man-Eating Witch'," Charlotte continues. "It's a very captivating story in its own right, and it's also an interesting exploration of the morality of predation. Even right from the start, Podema explicitly still remembers what it was like to be digested, yet chooses to eat someone not much more than a week into her new life anyway. It holds up an uncomfortable mirror in a way that doesn't feel preachy or like the author is shaming you if you're an active predator." "Sounds a bit heavy, but I'm sold." "Oh, um, one at a time though..." Charlotte says. "Start with //The Specter of Nemora// unless you're really not liking the series." "Right! I'll get started on this shortly," you say with a laugh. There's a brief, awkward silence. "Um, thanks again! I'll see you around." "Goodbye $name, I hope you enjoy it," Charlotte says, giving you a wave and a small nod as you step out into the hall. <<Charlotte 1>><<set $charlotteDorm to true>>/*should already be true if you're here but just in case*/ With the book held securely in your hands, you carry on through the halls back toward your dorm. It's not until you're already heading back downstairs on the Karbo side of things that you realize you should have asked for her phone number to get in contact... but, you know where her dorm is, at least, and you can probably find her reading out in the garden some evening if need be. You doubt it'll be a big issue. [[Turn in for the night->October 29th- Night]]

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<<set $TEMPcoupleHalloweenCostume to false>><<if $kaylaEnd is "alive">><<set $day10StacyRescued to true>><</if>>@@color:mediumPurple;''October 30th''@@ ---- You sigh and sit up in bed as you start to return to the waking world, that sigh quickly turning into a yawn as you stretch your arms. The bathroom door is closed and you can faintly hear the muffled hum of the fan--Emma must have gotten up before you. Stretching again, you shift to the edge of the bed, taking a drink of water from the bottle you keep on your bedside table.<<if $digestionEvent>><<set $digestionEvent to false>> One hand idly rubs at your <<if $fat > 34>>belly--empty again, as a faint growl reinforces<<else>>stomach--it's back to being flat<</if>>, your body having worked through what was left of $lastPrey during the night.<</if>> While you wait for your turn in the bathroom, you think about what you want to wear today. \ <<link "Nothing special">><<replace "#outfit">><<set $outfit to "normal">><<set $outfitState to "normal">>\ Not feeling the need to put much thought into it today, you just pull out a pair of jeans and the first reasonably appropriate top you find. The bathroom door opens right after you've layed out the clothes on your bed.<<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</replace>><</link>> <<link "A school uniform">><<replace "#outfit">><<set $outfit to "uniform">><<set $outfitState to "normal">>\ Feeling a bit formal today, you dig through your dresser for a clean school uniform. You finish laying it out on the bed right as the bathroom door opens.<<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</replace>><</link>><<if $wardrobeLight>> <<link "Something light and flirty">><<replace "#outfit">><<set $outfit to "light">><<set $outfitState to "normal">>\ Feeling a bit flirty today, you search through your dresser for a matching skirt and spaghetti strap top that'll make for a cute look. You finish laying them out on the bed right as the bathroom door opens.<<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</replace>><</link>><</if>><<if $wardrobeSkimpy>> <<link "Something risque">><<replace "#outfit">><<set $outfit to "skimpy">><<set $outfitState to "normal">>\ Feeling like showing off a bit today, you search through your dresser for a skimpier outfit than you can //really// justify with the current weather--a tight tube top and miniskirt. You finish laying them out on the bed right as the bathroom door opens.<<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</replace>><</link>><</if>>\ <<if $day9EmmaAdvice > 0>>\ "Hey, uh, good morning $name," Emma says as she steps back into the room, seeming nervous. "So, I thought about what you said last night, about dealing with Brooke..." "And?" you say, perking up. <<if $emmaCorruption > 0>><<set $day9EmmaAdvice to 2>>"And you're right," she says with a determined nod. "She's not gonna leave Stacy or me alone so... I've gotta do something about it." "That's the spirit!" you say with a grin. "Just give me like five minutes to shower and we'll head out to track her down."<<elseif $emmaInjured>><<set $day9EmmaAdvice to 2>>"And... I think you might be right," she says with a sigh. "I kept getting reminded of Zoey while I was thinking about what happened last night, and if I have a chance to stop someone else before they turn into //that//, I think I need to take it, even if it means being the instigator this one time." "Sounds like a solid reason to me," you say with a nod. "Just give me like five minutes to shower and we'll head out to track her down."<<else>>"And I... don't think I wanna go that far, not yet," Emma says. "If I //see// her starting trouble again, I'm ready to eat her, but going out of my way to hunt her down just feels... wrong. Sorry." "Well, don't apologize to //me//. I think you're making a mistake, but..." You trail off for a moment, then shrug. "It's your problem, so it's your call." "Right... Um, anyways, I'll see you later, I'm meeting up with someone for breakfast," she says. "Bye..!" You sigh and give her a quick wave goodbye, then step into the bathroom to get ready for the day.<</if>> <<else>>"Good morning $name! Hope I didn't wake you up," Emma says as she steps back into the room.<<if $emmaRel < 1>> You just give her a nod of acknowledgement, not interested in dealing with her energy this early in the morning. She nervously clears her throat and grabs her phone, heading for the door. "Um, I'll see you later!" You carry on with your morning routine as she steps out into the hall, heading into the bathroom to get ready for the day.\ <<else>> "Good morning! No worries, I didn't even notice you were up until I was already fully awake," you say. You get up and grab your towel while Emma grabs her phone and heads for the door. "Heading out?" "Yep! Meeting up with someone for breakfast," she replies. "See you later!" You give her a quick wave goodbye, then step into the bathroom to get ready for the day.\ <</if>><</if>><<if $day9EmmaAdvice > 1>> You hurry into the bathroom, speeding through your shower as quickly as you can. In barely five minutes, you're cleaned off, mostly dry, and dressed for the day. You step back into the room with an eager grin. "<<if $totalPrey > 2>>Alright, let's get to it,<<else>>Alright, let's go catch you some breakfast~<</if>>" you say. [[Hunt down Brooke->October 30th- Brooke]]\ <<else>> While you lather up in the shower, you think about what the day has in store for you. No labs to worry about today, and of course you have <<if $club is "dungeon">>Tabletop Club<<elseif $club is "swim">>practice with the swim team<<else>>Cooking Club<</if>> to look forward to later on.<<if $day10SunnyYoga>> You're also nervously excited to find out what exactly this "belly yoga" session you agreed to do with Sunny this afternoon will entail...<</if>> Once you've dried off and gotten changed into your clothes, you head out of your room to make your way over to the dining hall for breakfast. [[Head to breakfast->October 30th- Breakfast]]\ <</if>>

<<Time 9.25>>\ You make your way down the hall and upstairs, passing a very satisfied looking girl with a stuffed gut going the opposite way. It's bright and sunny outside, barely a cloud in the sky to block the sun shining down through the windows on the bridge. The dining hall is quite busy when you arrive. You head downstairs and over to the buffet line, surveying the crowded room for a seat while you wait for your turn to grab some food. <<if $emmaRel > 0>>You're pretty sure you spot Emma sitting at a table with a group of girls you don't particularly recognize, but seeing as she didn't extend an invitation before and there doesn't seem to be much room you don't even consider it an option. <</if>>Over by the windows, you see Sarah and Alesha sitting by themselves<<if $freshCoupleRel < 0>>--probably better to avoid them.<<elseif ($freshCoupleMin is 0) and ($freshCoupleMax is 0)>>--the excitable couple from your class that you've heard about through the grapevine. <<if $emmaRel > 2>>You know they're friends of Emma's at least, it<<else>>It<</if>> could be nice to introduce yourself.<<else>>. It might be nice to sit and chat with them for a while.<</if>> <<if $metNadia>>Your eyes are also drawn to a familiar figure not far ahead of you, heading for an open table with her food right as you're joining the line--Nadia.<<if $nadiaRel > 1>> She winks and puts a little bit more sway in her step when she notices you out of the corner of her eye.<</if>><<else>>You also find your eyes being drawn to an alluring figure not far ahead of you, heading for an open table with her food right as you're joining the line--a goth girl in fishnet stockings with an almost hypnotic sway in her step.<</if>> Of course, there are plenty of empty tables as well. You're reminded of why things are so busy this morning when you finally reach the front of the line--Wednesdays are always omelette day, and the cooks always bring their A-game for omelette day. After filling your plate with a hefty serving, you head for a table. \ <<link "Sit by yourself">><<replace "#choice">>\ Not feeling up to socializing this early, you elect to sit by yourself at one of the empty tables. You split your time between scrolling through your phone and enjoying the autumn scenery through the window while you tear through your impeccable omelette. Before you know it, your plate is clean and the time for your first class is quickly approaching<<if !$day10SunnyYoga>>... although despite the delicious meal, your stomach <<if $pacifist>>strangely <<elseif $totalPrey > 7>>naturally <</if>>still seems to be hungry for more, letting out a low growl as you rise to your feet<<elseif !$pacifist>>. The thought briefly crosses your mind that finding a more filling second course might be a great way to start the day, but then remember that you probably need an empty stomach for yoga with Sunny later<</if>>. <<if ($reputation[1] is "loner") or ($reputation[1] is "asshole")>>[[Head to class->October 30th- Intro To Vore]]<<else>>[[Head to class->October 30th- Iliana Strikes]]<</if>><<if !$day10SunnyYoga>> [[Go hunt down a more filling breakfast->October 30th- On The Hunt]]<</if>>\ <</replace>><</link>><<if $freshCoupleRel > -1>> [[Sit with Sarah and Alesha->Breakfast With Sarah And Alesha]]<</if>> <<if $metNadia>>[[Sit with Nadia->Breakfast With Nadia]]<<else>>[[Sit with the goth girl->Breakfast With Nadia]]<</if>>\

<<Time 10>>\ <<if $day9EmmaAdvice > 1>>Your growling stomach wins out in the end. You've already done a good deed for the day, so skipping class isn't going to weigh too heavy on your conscience. Since you're already in Karbo, you narrow your options down to the first and second floors.<<elseif $day10BreakfastCouple>>Despite having a gut full of omelette, you aren't feeling particularly full yet. Since you don't have any labs today, skipping Intro in favor of hunting probably won't hurt too badly. <<if $totalPrey > 7>>"Nah, I'm gonna skip today. That omelette was good, but my stomach has bigger plans this morning," you say, patting your belly with a laugh. You start to collect their empty food trays. "I can take care of these for you though." "Ooh, <<if $reputation[0] is "glutton">>of course it does!<<else>>gotcha!<</if>> Good luck with that then~" Sarah says with a smirk. "See you later $name!"<<else>>"Wait what?" you say, checking your phone to confirm the time. You think up a quick lie rather than being so blatant about skipping just to eat someone. "Oh shit, I totally forgot we had class this morning. I already made plans with a friend, so I think I'm gonna skip," you explain, starting to collect their empty food trays. "I'll take these back to the front!" "Ooh, that sounds more fun anyway!" Sarah says. "See you later $name!"<</if>> "Yeah, thanks for cleaning up!" Alesha says.<<if $freshCoupleRel < 3>> <<Couple 1>><</if>> You wave goodbye to both of them, then carry the stack of trays back to the buffet. As you make your way to the dining hall exit, you see a handful of other students leaving at the same time, likely on their way to class. It's too risky to just grab a random person from the crowd, but you could always follow near the back just in case any of them fall behind. Alternatively, you could take a detour upstairs and check out the area near the bridge instead.<<else>>Your growling stomach wins out in the end, making it clear that a gut full of omelette isn't going to be enough. You make your way to the dining hall exit, noticing a handful of other students leaving at the same time, likely on their way to class. It's too risky to just grab a random person from the crowd, but you could always follow near the back just in case any of them fall behind. Alternatively, you could take a detour upstairs and check out the area near the bridge instead.<</if>> \ <<if $day9EmmaAdvice > 1>><<link "Stay on the first floor">><<replace "#choice">>\ You decide to just stick around on the first floor--with lunch coming up soon, it shouldn't be too hard to pick off a straggler on their way out from class. You start by doing a loop around the main hallway, peeking into a classroom every once in a while to get an idea of where potential prey could be coming from. You make it a point to stay clear of Room 115 when you pass by, just on the off-chance that Juniper sees you through the window. After a few laps around the halls, you eventually decide to stake out next to one of the rooms, passing the time on your phone while you wait for an opportunity to present itself. Unfortunately, it's a full half-hour until your classroom of choice opens up, and your expression sours when an entire group of students exit instead of just one. You stick around for a few more minutes in case of any stragglers, but a disappointed groan from your stomach convinces you to give up. "Yeah, yeah..." you say with a sigh, giving it an apologetic rub as you get back onto your feet. Seeing how you already missed breakfast, you don't want to push your luck and risk skipping out on lunch as well. Although, with club coming up in the evening, this is probably the best chance you'll have to work out today, even if it may not be ideal on an empty stomach... [[Head to the dining hall->October 30th- Lunch]] [[Screw it, no days off->October 30th- Workout]]<</replace>><</link>><<else>>[[Follow the crowd->October 30th- Iliana Strikes]]<</if>> [[Try hunting upstairs->On The Hunt- Robin]]\

<<Time 9.5>><<set $day10BreakfastCouple to true>><<set _movie to false>>\ You decide to go and sit with Sarah and Alesha<<if $freshCoupleRel > 1>>--its been a while since you last spoke to the two of them together. Besides, maybe their energy will help you shake off the rest of your grogginess.<<else>>--you haven't talked with them much <<if $freshCoupleMin < 0>>since clearing the air between you<<else>>up to this point<</if>>, so it seems like as good a chance as any to change that.<</if>> <<if $freshCoupleRel > 1>>"Hey guys!" you say, putting your plate down across from them before sitting in the open seat. "How have your weeks been so far?" "Hey $name!" They say in unison. Sarah looks over at Alesha with an amused grin. "Wow, you're in perfect sync today," you say with a grin of your own. "Have you two been practicing that or something?" "Nah, it just happens naturally sometimes," Alesha replies with a small laugh. She's wearing a large orange jacket, along with dark jeans and a black undershirt to complete the seasonal vibe. The graphic on her shirt resembles a green heart with a paint splatter effect all around it. "Yep! Just a coincidence, although I //do// know exactly what Ali is thinking most of the time," Sarah adds. Like her girlfriend, she's also wearing orange in the form of a scarf wrapped around her neck. Aside from that, she's wearing dark blue jeans and a dark brown jacket with the buttons undone, revealing a green shirt underneath. "Oh yeah? Well what am I thinking about right now?" Sarah grins, then shuts her eyes as she places her fingers on her temples. Her expression straightens out shortly after like she's meditating, or at least acting like it. "You're thinking..." Sarah starts, then pauses for dramatic effect. "...about how much you wanna kiss me!" "Saaaaare," Alesha says with a laugh before she leans toward Sarah, giving her a validating kiss. "You know me so well.~" "Hehehe, just don't underestimate my powers again!" Sarah says. It looks like she's about to say something else to Alesha, but stops herself before looking over at you again. "So anyways, what's new with you $name?" "Oh, nothing much. Just needed some entertainment to kickstart my day," you say with a smile. "Well don't just sit there, let's chat!" Sarah exclaims.<<else>>"Hey, is it okay if I sit here?" you ask, standing next to the open seat across from them. "Sure, go ahead!" <<if ($freshCoupleMin is 0) and ($freshCoupleMax is 0)>>the blonde one says, adjusting her glasses slightly before<<else>>Sarah says,<</if>> showing you a big smile. "I'm Sarah, and the cutie right beside me is Alesha!" "Yeah, have a seat!" Alesha says.<<if ($freshCoupleMin is 0) and ($freshCoupleMax is 0)>> Her dark skin and darker braids are a stark contrast from Sarah, and even sitting down you can tell that she's much taller.<</if>><<if ($freshCoupleMin != 0) or ($freshCoupleMax != 0)>> "Oh, you're $name, right?" "Yeah, we talked a couple times early in the year," you say, dropping down into the open seat.<<elseif ($reputation[0] is "glutton") or ($reputation[0] is "escape")>>"You're $name, right?" "Yep, that's me!" you say, dropping down into the open seat.<<else>>"Could you remind me your name again?" "Oh, sorry! It's $name," you say, dropping down into the open seat.<</if>> "I really like your outfits by the way!" "Aww, thanks!" Sarah says. She's wearing dark blue jeans alongside a brown jacket with the buttons undone, revealing a green shirt underneath. Wrapped around her neck is a pale orange scarf, which she gives a little tug before continuing. "This was a gift from Ali. It's her favorite color, so I think of her every time I look at it!" "It looks great on you babe!" Alesha says. True to her girlfriend's word, she's wearing a large, orange jacket, along with dark jeans and a black undershirt to complete the seasonal vibe. The graphic on her shirt resembles a green heart with a paint splatter effect all around it. The two of them go back and forth complimenting each other for a while, making you feel like a bit of a third wheel. It's not all bad though, seeing as it gives you ample time to dig into your omelette--just as you expected, it's //delicious//. They don't completely forget about you though, as Alesha eventually looks back at you and speaks up. "So anyways, what else is on your mind, $name?" she asks.<</if>> \<<set $counter to 0>> \ \<<linkreplace "Talk about Halloween ">><<set $counter += 1>>\ <<append "#text">><<set $TEMPcoupleHalloweenCostume to true>> "<<if $counter is 1>>Hmm... <</if>>Are you guys looking forward to Halloween? I heard there's going to be a huge party tomorrow!" you ask. "Of course! Sare and I have had our costumes ready since last year!" Alesha answers. "Yeah I can't wait! I'm so excited I could barely sleep last night," Sarah says. "Tonight'll probably be even worse, but it's gonna be so worth it!" "Woah, that's awesome!" you respond. "Am I allowed to ask what the costumes are, or is it a secret?" "It's top secret, classified info..." Sarah says in a fake-serious tone. "<<if _movie>>Just kidding, it's actually funny you ask! I'm going as Jane Oath, and Ali is going as her nemesis-to-lover Lara from the one we watched with you! You totally remember, right?"<<else>>But we'll make an exception for you! I'm going as Jane Oath, and Ali is going as her nemesis-to-lover Lara from The Spy Who Ate Me!<</if>>" "I kinda wanted to be Jane, but I can't deny I'm probably better suited for Lara," Alesha says with a slight laugh. "Plus I just couldn't say no to those beautiful green eyes.~"<<if !$day3DetourMovie>><<set $freshCoupleInfo4 to 1>> "Jane Oath?" you respond with a confused look. The name sounds vaguely familiar, but it's nothing you've seen in recent memory. "Oh, whoops! It's an old series of cheesy spy movies--well, technically they're based on books, but point is they're awesome! They're so cheesy that it's more of a guilty pleasure than anything, but we both love them!" Alesha clarifies.<</if>> "That's awesome! I love the passion you guys are putting into this, I bet you'll look great together!" "Ali definitely will," Sarah says, looking at her girlfriend with not-so-subtle bedroom eyes. "Haha, maybe! But I just know you're gonna steal the show, babe," Alesha responds, pulling Sarah into a brief hug. <</append>><<if $counter is 2>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><<replace "#choices">><</replace>><</if>><</linkreplace>>\ \<<if $freshCoupleInfo1 < 2>><<linkreplace "Ask how the two of them met ">><<set $counter += 1>><<set $freshCoupleInfo1 to 2>>\ <<append "#text">> "<<if $counter is 1>>Hmm... <<else>>So, <</if>>I'm curious: How did the two of you first meet?" you ask them. "Hehe, well we--oh, well, Ali you want to tell it?" Sarah says, grinning. "Well I can if you want me too, but I know you love doing it," Alesha says. "Why don't you go?" "Yeah you're right, thanks babe!" Sarah says with a giggle. "Alright, alright, so... it was a few months into our first year of highschool. I was having a really bad day. Like, easily in my bottom five," she says, grimacing slightly. "It was so bad that I just sat outside in the cold so that nobody would bother me." "I'm guessing that last part didn't work out so well?" you say with a slight smile. "Yep!" Sarah beams, giving Alesha a little side hug. "So yeah, I was sitting there right? And out of nowhere this tall, black-haired goddess appeared out of thin air and sat down beside me.~" "Babe come on, a goddess?" Alesha says, sounding slightly embarrassed. She's still grinning ear to ear though, and even gives Sarah a kiss on the cheek for good measure. Sarah turns and kisses her back before resuming the story. "Yep, a real-life goddess came to answer my prayers. The first thing she asks is how I was doing, which was ‘sucky'," she explains, the two of them briefly sharing a laugh. "But then she said she was feeling the exact same, and we just started venting to each other about what was wrong. I'll never, ever forget how great it felt to just let everything out!" "I can definitely see how that would help," you say. "I bet it helped break the ice, too." "Yeah, totally! I actually used to be pretty shy back then, so there's no way I would have approached Ali if the roles were switched up." "That just means it was destiny! Right babe?" Alesha says. "Uh huh!" Sarah says, grabbing Alesha's hand. "But yeah, by the time Ali's dad came to pick her up, we were already in love with each other.~" "Aww, that's really adorable!" you say with a warm smile. "I'm so glad you guys found each other." "Me too," Alesha says, leaning into Sarah's shoulder. "I don't know what I'd do without you, babe." "You won't ever have to find out!" Sarah giggles. <</append>><<if $counter is 2>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><<replace "#choices">><</replace>><</if>><</linkreplace>>\ \<</if>><<if $day3DetourMovie>><<linkreplace "Ask for a movie recommendation ">><<set $counter += 1>><<set _movie to true>>\ <<append "#text">> "<<if $counter is 1>>Hmm... <</if>>You guys watch a lot of movies, right? How about a recommendation?" you ask, thinking back to the time you hung out with them during the first week. "Heck yeah, you came to the right couple!" Sarah exclaims. "What's your favorite genre? Actually, forget that, have you seen any of the Jane Oath movies? Always gotta start with the classics!" she continues, giving Alesha a dreamy look. "Babe, we all watched one //together//," Alesha says with a laugh. "Did you forget?" "Yeah, it was back on like the second or third day of classes," you say, laughing as well. Sarah's expression goes blank for a second before it clicks. "Oh! Yeah I remember now, whoops!" she admits, looking a little embarrassed. "You liked it though, right $name?" "It was definitely entertaining," you answer with a smile. "Then you should check out the Audrey Voltage movies--it's like, a parody of Jane Oath, so it's even cheesier than the originals, but that's what makes it so great!" Alesha bursts out laughing, like the name alone is bringing back some memories. "Oh my god, Audrey Voltage is //hilarious//!" she says. "It's... pretty crude though. Compared to Jane Oath, there's a big focus on anal vore, but that's part of why it's so funny! Good or bad, it's impossible to watch with a straight face." "Do I make you vorny?" Sarah says to Alesha in a fake British accent. Alesha has to cover her mouth to hold back her laughter. "Okay, this sounds kinda awesome," you say, recalling how campy and unintentionally funny the source material already was. "I'll check it out when I get some free time!" "You'll be glad you did!" Sarah responds. <</append>><<if $counter is 2>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><<replace "#choices">><</replace>><</if>><</linkreplace>>\ \<</if>><<linkreplace "Ask what the best thing they've eaten is ">><<set $counter += 1>>\ <<append "#text">> "<<if $counter is 1>>Hmm... <</if>>What's the best thing you guys have ever eaten?" you ask, punctuating the question by taking another bite of your breakfast. "Oh, that's a good question! Hmm," Alesha says, tilting her head slightly. "There was this Caribbean fast food place I loved close to where I grew up--it's a toss-up between the curry shrimp and this jerk chicken combo they had, but if I had to choose, probably the latter. The fried rice and beans they served it with were on another level!" "Wow, that does sound great..." you say, suddenly feeling hungry for more than just an omelette. "I've never had anything like that! Does the chicken being a jerk make it taste better?" Sarah asks with a coy smile. "That's not what it means, babe," Alesha says with a laugh. "But I'll take you sometime so you can try it yourself!" "It's a date!" Sarah says, giggling. "What about you Sarah?" you ask. "Oh, that's an easy one!" she responds. "One time Ali and I were having a picnic together at the park, and out of nowhere this guy came over and started trying to flirt with her! Can you believe that?" she says with a genuine look of dismay. "I think I see where this is going," you say, smirking. "Yep. He wasn't too creepy or anything, but man was he //persistent//!" Alesha adds. "Sare and I were happy to laugh it off, but he just kept going even after we told him we were a couple. I guess he thought we were just faking it." "Well I sure didn't fake the next part!" Sarah says, squeezing her breasts together using her arms. "That was satisfying on its own, but he really did taste amazing. Definitely had some kind of skincare routine." "Hey, that's pretty thoughtful of him at least<<if !$pacifist>>. I wish all prey knew how to season themselves like that<</if>>," you say with a chuckle. "I know right? I think that should be like, common courtesy or something," Sarah says. "It would definitely make labs more enjoyable!" Alesha adds with a laugh.<<if $aleshaRoommate > 0>> "What about you $name? Have you had anything tasty lately?" she continues. You notice her wink at the end of the question. "Hmm, let me think... <<if $ateTiffany>>Oh yeah, there was this sophomore I had for lunch yesterday! I think her name was Tiffany? Apparently she was near the top of her class, but she turned out to be a total pushover. I was happy to show her what a real predator looks like," you say, patting your stomach. "Woah, that's amazing!" Alesha says with a genuine look of awe. "Uh, don't you think it would be easier to stick to our grade, though?" "Oh yeah, she was a huge challenge. Satisfying as it was, I'll probably go for a freshman next time," you say, winking back.<<else>>Well, I //am// a sucker for a good omelette," you say, patting your stomach. "Sorry I know that's kind of a copout, but these are delicious!" "Oh no, that's totally valid!" Alesha says, looking a little disappointed. "Don't be afraid to try out the other menu, though. It's what we're here for after all!" "Yeah, you have to if you wanna keep up!" Sarah says.<<if $sarahRoommate > 0>> You can feel her nudge your leg with hers underneath the table. "There's plenty of good options in our class. Just uh, don't wait too long or else you'll miss your chance!" "Hahaha, yeah don't worry, I'll keep that in mind," you say, winking back. "Good! A cutie like you shouldn't skip meals," Sarah says with a smirk.<</if>><</if>><</if>> <</append>><<if $counter is 2>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><<replace "#choices">><</replace>><</if>><</linkreplace>>\ \ Though you've only been chatting for a little while, you're already starting to feel more energetic than when you first arrived. Of course, part of that could be the delicious omelette sitting in your gut, but you're willing to bet Sarah and Alesha's infectious energy had a hand in it as well. It gets to a point where all three of you lose track of time, only to be saved by Alesha checking her phone on a whim. "Oh crap, class starts in a few minutes!" she says, pushing her chair back and springing to her feet. "You coming, $name?" <<if !$day10SunnyYoga>>\ \ <<link "Go to class with them">><<replace "#lastChoice">>\ "Wait what?" you say, checking your phone to confirm. "Shit, yeah we should probably get going. Juniper's pretty lenient at least so I'm sure we'll be fine." "Don't worry about the trays, I'll take them back for you!" Sarah chimes in. "Thanks babe, you're the best!" Alesha says, giving her a quick peck on the cheek before you both hurry out of the dining hall together.<<if $freshCoupleRel < 3>> <<Couple 1>><</if>> [[Head to class->October 30th- Intro To Vore]]<</replace>><</link>> [[Skip class to go hunting for a meal->October 30th- On The Hunt]]\ \ <<else>>\ "Wait what?" you say, checking your phone to confirm. "Shit, yeah we should probably get going. Juniper's pretty lenient at least so I'm sure we'll be fine." "Don't worry about the trays, I'll take them back for you!" Sarah chimes in. "Thanks babe, you're the best!" Alesha says, giving her a quick peck on the cheek before you both hurry out of the dining hall together.<<if $freshCoupleRel < 3>> <<Couple 1>><</if>> [[Head to class->October 30th- Intro To Vore]]\ <</if>>

<<Time 9.5>><<set $day10BreakfastNadia to true>>\ <<set _interest to 0>><<if $fat > 49>><<set _interest -= 1>><<elseif $fat < 20>><<set _interest += 1>><</if>><<if $breastSize < 10>><<set _interest -= 1>><<elseif $breastSize > 44>><<set _interest += 2>><<elseif $breastSize > 17>><<set _interest += 1>><</if>><<if $buttSize > 84>><<set _interest -= 1>><<elseif ($buttSize > 14) and ($buttSize < 40)>><<set _interest += 1>><</if>><<if $outfit is "skimpy">><<set _interest += 1>><</if>>\ <<if $metNadia>>\ You decide to go sit with Nadia, making your way straight over to her table. <<if $nadiaTeachUnbirth > 1>>She notices you coming and gives you a sultry look, leaning forward with her head resting on one hand. "Just couldn't stay away, huh?" she says with a smirk. "Mind still reeling from last night?" "A little," you say as you take a seat across from her. "That was... really something. Thanks again for the... lesson. How are you doing?" "Wonderful, you gave me just what I needed, darling," she replies. "I'll be looking forward to our next round.~" "Me too," you say, blushing a little. "Um, anyways... I like your outfit today! Haven't really seen you //dressed// in a while.~"<<else>>She smiles and gives a little wave when she notices your approach. "Hey Nadia! Mind if I join you?" you say.<<if $nadiaMax > $nadiaRel>> "And, um, sorry again about how things went last night..." "Oh don't worry too much about it, these things happen sometimes," she replies with a smile.<<if _interest > 1>> "I could never stay mad at someone with a body like that~" she adds with a teasing look.<</if>> "Go ahead, I'm happy to have the company"<<else>> <<if _interest > 4>>"Do I //mind//? No need to be so humble," she replies with a soft laugh. She lowers her eyes and briefly bites her lip, looking you over. "You're the hottest girl in the room, darling. I'd let you sit in my lap if you wanted.~"<<else>>"Go right ahead, darling," she replies with a sly smile. <<if $nadiaRel > 1>>"Always a pleasure having you<<if _interest > 1>> and that body<</if>> around.~"<<elseif _interest > 1>>"Always a pleasure to have a bit of eye candy to go with my meal.~"<<else>>"I never say no to company.~"<</if>><</if>><</if>> <<if ($nadiaMax > $nadiaRel) and (_interest > 4)>>"O-Oh, um, thanks..! Just the chair is fine," you say with a flustered laugh as you take<<else>>"Thanks," you reply, <<if _interest > 1>>blushing a little as you take<<else>>taking<</if>><</if>> a seat. "I really like your outfit! That's a great look."<</if>> She's wearing a loose dark grey shirt with long sleeves and a skull design across the front, tucked into a high waisted black skirt with several belts that don't exactly feel necessary wrapped around it. Two more straps with similar buckles are secured vertically to frame her chest, looped through the highest belt and around her shoulders. They're putting heavy emphasis on her impressive bust despite being fully covered, adding extra lift and squeezing it a bit from the sides. "Aw, thanks, I do try my best," she says. "It can be tough to keep my style once the weather gets cold, this is one of my favorites I've come up with. Still a shame to cover up so much.~" <<if $outfit is "skimpy">>"Yeah, sometimes you just gotta suffer if you want to show off," you say, smirking as you adjust your tube top. <<if _interest > 0>>"We all appreciate the sacrifice, don't worry," Nadia replies, biting her lip and giving a subtle nod of approval.<<else>>"I can really respect that kind of commitment," Nadia replies with a smirk.<</if>> "You've probably got the smarter idea though," you say. "How long does it take to put on all those belts?"<<else>><<if ($playerHorny > 2) or ($nadiaRel > 2)>>"Oh, you're still showing just enough to make my imagination run wild~" you say in a coy tone.<<else>>"I think you nailed a perfect balance, honestly!" you say.<</if>> "How long does it take to put on all those belts?"<</if>> <<if (_interest > -1) or ($nadiaRel > 1)>>"The important question is: How long does it take to get them off?~" she adds, giving you a look with her eyes that makes you blush. She rests a hand on her chest--revealing lacey fingerless gloves and black nail polish--and subtly licks her lips. "I'd be half tempted to let you find out if I didn't have a class coming up." <<if ($playerHorny > 2) or ($nadiaRel > 2)>>"What a shame, that //is// the real question that was on my mind~" you reply with a grin. "Any chance you could skip to help me find out?" "Mmhhmm, //really// $name, at nine in the morning?" Nadia says, an excited glint in her eye. "I knew I liked you.~ I'm afraid not though, I wouldn't miss an unbirth class for anything." "<<if $nadiaTeachUnbirth > 1>>Fair, I don't think I would either.~<<else>>Ah, yeah, that's fair.<</if>> Maybe I could find out another time, then?" "Of course, I'd be happy to show you.~" The flirting cools off a little as the two of you start to dig into your food, a brief silence taking over.<<else>>"O-Oh, well, uh... what class?" you stammer, not quite sure how to respond to that kind of heat at nine in the morning. "Intermediate Unbirthing," she replies with a coy smile. "Really..?" you say, feeling your cheeks starting to burn up. "That sounds, uh, interesting." "Oh you're adorable," Nadia says with a laugh. "Relax, don't melt on me so soon! I'll ease up." "Ha, sorry, I'm still waking up a little here," you say with a laugh. "Only a minute or so, to answer your question." "Huh?" "To put on the belts," she explains. "It's actually all just one piece of clothing, like a harness. Loosen the main belt and the shoulders and it's easy to slip on or off." "Oh! That's pretty smart," you say. There's a brief silence as the two of you start to dig into your food.<</if>><<else>>"Not long at all actually, it's all linked together sort of like a harness," she explains. "Just loosen the main belt and the shoulders and it's easy to slip on or off." "Oh, that's pretty smart!" you say. "Mmh, and convenient. I would hate to waste time fiddling with belt buckles in class later." "What class do you have?" you ask. "Intermediate Unbirthing," she replies with a coy smile. "O-Oh, really?" you say, doing a slight double take. "That sounds, uh, interesting..." There's a brief silence as the two of you start to dig into your food.<</if>>\ <<else>>\ After a bit of hesitation, you find the confidence to approach the alluring goth girl and see where a conversation might lead. As you head for her table, she notices you and cocks her head, looking you over with her piercing blue eyes.<<if _interest > 0>> She smirks and beckons you over with a finger.<</if>> "Hey, is it okay if I sit here..?" you ask. "Go right ahead, darling," the girl replies in a sultry tone. <<if _interest > 1>>"I don't think we've met, I'd remember a body like that.~"<<else>>"Have we met before?"<</if>> "<<if _interest > 1>>Uh, n-no<<else>>No<</if>>, I don't think so," you say. "I'm $name, nice to meet you!" "Nadia, it's a pleasure," she says. "What brought you over here?" You quickly look her over while your brain scrambles to come up with a reason other than "you're hot". She has long, messy black hair and ghostly pale skin, with a heavy coat of dark eyeshadow. Her outfit is unusually elaborate for a casual day of classes--a loose dark grey shirt with long sleeves and a skull design across the front, tucked into a high waisted black skirt with several belts that don't exactly feel necessary wrapped around it. Two more straps with similar buckles are secured vertically to frame her chest, looped through the highest belt and around her shoulders. They're putting heavy emphasis on her impressive bust despite being fully covered, adding extra lift and squeezing it a bit from the sides. She's also wearing a choker with a silver crescent moon charm on it right above the collar of her shirt. "Um, your outfit just really caught my eye!" you say. "I've never really met anyone in-person who pulls off the goth look this well, you look great. How long did it take to put on all those belts?" "Aw, thanks, aren't you sweet," she says with a soft laugh. <<if _interest > -1>>She rests a hand on her chest--revealing lacey fingerless gloves and black nail polish--and subtly licks her lips. "The important question is: How long does it take to get them off?~" she adds, giving you a look with her eyes that makes you blush. "I'd be half tempted to let you find out if I didn't have a class coming up." "O-Oh, well, uh... what class?" you stammer, not quite sure how to respond to that kind of heat at nine in the morning. "Intermediate Unbirthing," she replies with a coy smile. "Really..?" you say, feeling your cheeks starting to burn up. "That sounds, uh, interesting." "Oh you're adorable," Nadia says with a laugh. "Relax, don't melt on me so soon! I wish more freshmen had the courage to even get this far, you're doing fine.~" "So you're--" "Sophomore," she says cheerfully. She flicks her eyes over you and smiles. "Only a minute or so, to answer your question." "Huh?" "To put on the belts," she explains. "It's actually all just one piece of clothing, like a harness. Loosen the main belt and the shoulders and it's easy to slip on or off." "Oh! That's pretty smart," you say.<<else>>"I do try my best. It doesn't take long at all to put on, it's actually all linked together sort of like a harness. Just loosen the main belt and the shoulders and it's easy to slip on or off." "Oh, that's pretty smart!" you say. "Mmh, and convenient. I would hate to waste time fiddling with belt buckles in class later." "What class do you have?" you ask. "Intermediate Unbirthing," she replies with a coy smile. "O-Oh, really?" you say, doing a slight double take. "That sounds, uh, interesting. I take it you're not a freshman then?" "Sophomore," she says cheerfully.<</if>> There's a brief silence as the two of you start to dig into your food.\ <</if>> \<<set $counter to 0>> \ \<<linkreplace "Talk about Halloween ">><<set $counter += 1>>\ <<append "#text">> "Are you planning to go to the Halloween party tomorrow?" you ask. "Seems like it would be up your alley, given the vibe." "Why, whatever do you mean by that?" she says with a smirk. She tugs at her shirt to readjust it, emphasising the skull plastered on the front. "I do love the atmosphere, it's a wonderful holiday. People tend to let themselves be a bit looser when they're dressed up too.~ I'll definitely be there!" "Nice! I'm looking forward to it too," you say. "Got a costume ready?" "Of course! It would be much too late to try and come up with something now," she replies. "Well, not that I needed much prep for mine. Any guesses?" "Hmm... I'm gonna say... sexy angel? Or maybe a fairy, but definitely sexy," you say. "I think you'd wanna mix it up from your usual dark vibe for the special occasion, but also you're not gonna miss an opportunity to dress extra skimpy in a situation where it's totally socially acceptable to do so." "Ha! Pretty good thinking honestly," Nadia replies. "But no.~ You'll just have to find me tomorrow to find out." <</append>><<if $counter is 2>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><<replace "#choices">><</replace>><<replace "#relationship">><<if $nadiaRel < 3>> <<Nadia 1>><</if>><<set $metNadia to true>><</replace>><</if>><</linkreplace>><<if $nadiaTeachUnbirth < 1>>\ \<<linkreplace "Ask about unbirth ">><<set $counter += 1>>\ <<append "#text">> "Sooo, uh... unbirth, huh?" you say<<if $unbirthedByNadia>>, the mention making you recall that incredible night when you first met<<elseif $unbirthedByJanet>>, briefly thinking back to your experience with Janet at the start of the year<</if>>. "I can't really imagine taking a class on that. What's it like?" "Oh it's //wonderful//," Nadia replies with a soft laugh. "On lab days you're practically getting school credit for having sex. Well, we're //supposed// to keep composure and stay professional, but everyone knows what they signed up for and there's almost always an orgasm or two at least across the class. Not much you can do if you're in the mood and that day's practice is hitting just right.~ It's the most fun you'll ever have in a class, and unbirth itself is an //incredible// experience, I would definitely recommend it when you get the choice next semester!" "Wow... honestly that //is// what I was picturing, but I figured I had to be wrong," you say, a little flustered. "It sounds like it could be kinda uncomfortable, I don't know if I'd have it in me." "Aw, no, it's like a dream come true! It's the only space I've ever been in where people actually feel as casual about this sort of thing as I think they ought to," Nadia says. "Getting to learn it like this was one of my main reasons for coming here. It doesn't hurt that the teacher is one of my idols." <<if $nadiaInfo4 > 0>>"Right, I remember you saying that. The pornstar, right?" you say with a slight smirk. "That's the one.~"<<else>><<if $floridaInfo1 > 0>>"...one of your //idols//, huh?" you say, squinting at her a little bit. You're fairly certain you've heard that the professor for that class is a //pornstar//. Nadia just laughs. "Sounds like you're familiar with her prior work, huh?~"<<else>>"Oh, really? Who is it?" "None other than //the// Willamie Florida!" She pauses for a moment, scanning your face for a reaction with a smirk. "She's a legendary pornstar, known for making use of her //predatory capabilities// in almost all her work. Though she hasn't been active since she started teaching here, at least not //publicly// anyway."<</if>> "Right... yeah that tracks for you actually," you say with a slight laugh. "Of course, I never hide who I am, darling.~"<<if $nadiaInfo4 < 2>><<set $nadiaInfo4 to 1>><</if>><</if>><<if ($nadiaRel > 2) or (($nadiaRel > 0) and (_interest > 1)) or (($nadiaRel > 1) and (_interest > 0))>> Nadia looks you over for a moment, getting a coy smile. "You know, I would be happy to give you a little //personal// lesson sometime if you're really that curious.~" "You mean... teaching me how to do unbirth?" "Of course! It's something everyone should try at least once, I think, and I certainly know enough to pass it on by now," she replies. "Interested?" "Um... maybe?" you say after a moment of hesitation.<<if !$nadiaPhone>> She laughs and asks for your phone number--you hand it over without question. @@color:lime;You got Nadia's phone number!@@<<set $nadiaPhone to true>><</if>> "Can't be today, of course, so you've got some time to think about it. But I'll be in touch when I get an opening.~"<<set $nadiaTeachUnbirth to 1>><</if>><<set $nadiaInfo3 to 1>><<set $floridaInfo1 to 1>> <</append>><<if $counter is 2>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><<replace "#choices">><</replace>><<replace "#relationship">><<if $nadiaRel < 3>> <<Nadia 1>><</if>><<set $metNadia to true>><</replace>><</if>><</linkreplace>><<elseif $nadiaInfo4 < 1>>\ \<<linkreplace "Ask about her class">><<set $counter += 1>>\ <<append "#text">> "Sooo, uh... unbirth class, huh?" you say<<if $nadiaTeachUnbirth > 1>>, your thoughts drawn back to the training you did with her last night<<elseif $unbirthedByNadia>>, the mention making you recall that incredible night when you first met<<elseif $unbirthedByJanet>>, briefly thinking back to your experience with Janet at the start of the year<</if>>. "I can't really imagine learning that in a school environment like that. What's it like?" "Oh it's //wonderful//," Nadia replies with a soft laugh. "On lab days you're practically getting school credit for having sex. Well, we're //supposed// to keep composure and stay professional, but everyone knows what they signed up for and there's almost always an orgasm or two at least across the class. Not much you can do if you're in the mood and that day's practice is hitting just right.~ It's the most fun you'll ever have in a class, and unbirth itself is an //incredible// experience, I would definitely recommend it when you get the choice next semester!" "Wow... honestly that //is// what I was picturing, but I figured I had to be wrong," you say, a little flustered. "<<if $nadiaTeachUnbirth > 1>>Thinking about doing anything like what we got up to last night with a whole group right in the middle of the day like that feels really embarrassing<<else>>It sounds like it could be kinda uncomfortable<</if>>, I don't know if I'd have it in me." "Aw, no, it's like a dream come true! It's the only space I've ever been in where people actually feel as casual about this sort of thing as I think they ought to," Nadia says. "Getting to learn it like this was one of my main reasons for coming here. It doesn't hurt that the teacher is one of my idols." <<if $floridaInfo1 > 0>>"...one of your //idols//, huh?" you say, squinting at her a little bit. You're fairly certain you've heard that the professor for that class is a //pornstar//. Nadia just laughs. "Sounds like you're familiar with her prior work, huh?~"<<else>>"Oh, really? Who is it?" "None other than //the// Willamie Florida!" She pauses for a moment, scanning your face for a reaction with a smirk. "She's a legendary pornstar, known for making use of her //predatory capabilities// in almost all her work. Though she hasn't been active since she started teaching here, at least not //publicly// anyway."<</if>> "Right... yeah that tracks for you actually," you say with a slight laugh. "Of course, I never hide who I am, darling.~"<<set $nadiaInfo3 to 1>><<set $nadiaInfo4 to 1>><<set $floridaInfo1 to 1>> <</append>><<if $counter is 2>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><<replace "#choices">><</replace>><<replace "#relationship">><<if $nadiaRel < 3>> <<Nadia 1>><</if>><<set $metNadia to true>><</replace>><</if>><</linkreplace>><</if>><<if $nadiaRel > 2>>\ \<<linkreplace "Ask if she's ever had a girlfriend ">><<set $counter += 1>>\ <<append "#text">> "I hope you don't mind me prying, but I'm a little curious--have you ever had a girlfriend? Or boyfriend, I guess, don't mean to assume," you say. "I know you flirt around a lot and... cast a wide net. It's a little hard to imagine you settling for just one person." "Oh if I did have a partner they would need to be alright keeping things pretty open for sure," she replies with a laugh. "Why, are you looking to apply for the position?~" "No, um, not what I was getting at," you say with a nervous laugh. "Trust me, I would have stumbled over my words a lot more if I was trying to ask you out." "Even after all the fun we've had? My, you're just adorable," Nadia says with a soft laugh. "That's good though, I don't want you falling in love. I'm only here for the fun, darling." "I'll take that as a no, then?" "Well, it's a little complicated. I suppose technically, the answer is yes, I did have a girlfriend once toward the end of high school. A lovely girl named Cerise..." she says. She trails off with a more wistful look than you've seen on her before. "She was a good friend, and a great lay, and I thought that's all a relationship was at the time. But, I've come to realize there's more to it than that for most people. Whatever that spark is that makes something a true 'romance', I've never really felt it--not with Cerise or anyone since." "Huh, that's interesting. I've never really put much thought into what 'makes' a relationship," you say, giving her a thoughtful look. "You're right though, it is definitely a different feeling than just a close friendship." "Mmh. Maybe someday someone will strike that chord, but for now at least I'm off the market," Nadia says. "I find variety much more enticing anyways.~"<<set $nadiaInfo1 to 2>> <</append>><<if $counter is 2>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><<replace "#choices">><</replace>><<replace "#relationship">><<if $nadiaRel < 3>> <<Nadia 1>><</if>><<set $metNadia to true>><</replace>><</if>><</linkreplace>><</if>><<if $nadiaInfo4 > 0>>\ \<<linkreplace "Ask if she does porn">><<set $counter += 1>>\ <<append "#text">> "Do you do porn?" you blurt out. You're slightly taken aback by your own bluntness--the thought was in your head, but you didn't exactly mean to just directly ask with no lead-in. "Er, sorry, I--" Nadia cuts you off with a laugh, a very genuine grin on her face. "Finally learning to get right down to business, huh? Good~" she says. "Why do you ask? Hoping to do some research later?~" "No, I<<if ($nadiaRel > 2) or ($playerHorny > 2)>>--well, probably actually if you said yes, yeah, but<<else>> uh<</if>>... you mentioning that class made me remember that you told me Willamie Florida, a //pornstar//, was one of your idols," you say. "So now I'm kinda curious if that's something you actually aspire to do yourself." "I certainly think it would be fun! I'd love to try it some time, but I don't know if I'd make a career of it or anything," she says. She rolls her eyes and gives a dry laugh. "That would make my parents too happy," she adds, half mumbling. "...huh?" you say, furrowing your brow. "I suppose it is strange to say, hmm?" she says. She sighs and her smile fades a little. "You don't know them, but you might know the type. If I was doing porn, I'd be making money, and then they couldn't care less about the details. If I started an OnlyFans today, I'd get a call commending me for finally making something useful out of 'all that slutty nonsense' tomorrow, guaranteed," she explains, rolling her eyes again. "Well, a call from one of their //secretaries//, anyway. Ugh, or maybe //Lillian//..." she mutters, feigning a gag as she says the name. "Wow, that sounds... rough," you say. You offer her a sympathetic smile. "Sorry you have to deal with that." "Oh, you're sweet, thank you. Don't worry yourself though, not your burden to bear," she says. "I'm still out here having a wonderful time on my own! I almost take some pride in being an embarrassment to them at this point," she says with a laugh. "Back to important things--we were talking about porn. Don't spread this around too much, but I've actually been slowly trying to work the angle of getting Professor Florida to fulfill a little dream of mine and do a shoot with me. We already legitimately have a teacher-student relationship, it writes itself.~" "I think it's probably a little iffier when it's real..." you say. "Think the school would let her do it?" "Maybe we can frame it as an 'instructional video' for class...~" She subtly bites her lip, clearly running through some scenarios in her head. You quickly realize you're probably going to need to change the subject if you want to hear anything other than further details on her fantasies about the professor.<<set $nadiaInfo4 to 2>><<set $nadiaInfo5 to 1>> <</append>><<if $counter is 2>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><<replace "#choices">><</replace>><<replace "#relationship">><<if $nadiaRel < 3>> <<Nadia 1>><</if>><<set $metNadia to true>><</replace>><</if>><</linkreplace>><</if>>\ \ The two of you keep chatting as you eat, enjoying the food and each other's company.<<if _interest > -1>> She never stops sprinkling in little bits of flirting or teasing into the conversation, seeming to get a bit of enjoyment out of making you flustered.<</if>> Eventually, Nadia stretches her arms overhead in a rather seductive fashion, then rises to her feet. "It was lovely <<if !$metNadia>>meeting you<<else>>catching up<</if>> $name, but I've got a class to get to. See you around!" she says. <<if $nadiaTeachUnbirth> 1>>She blows you a kiss. "Don't forget about our second session this weekend.~"<<elseif _interest > 0>>She blows you a kiss. "Don't be a stranger.~"<</if>> You say farewell as she heads off towards the stairs, then check the time yourself. It's just about time for Intro to Vore<<if !$day10SunnyYoga>>... although despite the delicious meal, your stomach <<if $pacifist>>strangely <<elseif $totalPrey > 7>>naturally <</if>>still seems to be hungry for more, letting out a low growl as you rise to your feet<<elseif !$pacifist>>. The thought briefly crosses your mind that finding a more filling second course might be a great way to start the day, but then remember that you probably need an empty stomach for yoga with Sunny later<</if>>. <<if ($reputation[1] is "loner") or ($reputation[1] is "asshole")>>[[Head to class->October 30th- Intro To Vore]]<<else>>[[Head to class->October 30th- Iliana Strikes]]<</if>><<if !$day10SunnyYoga>> [[Go hunt down a more filling breakfast->October 30th- On The Hunt]]<</if>>

<<Time 10>>\ <<if $day10BreakfastCouple>>The two of you rush towards the entrance to the courtyard, deciding to take the quicker route back to Karbo. The closest thing to an obstacle you encounter is a short girl passing by with a massive, squirming gut, but she doesn't even look your way as you and Alesha shuffle into the courtyard. After hurrying along the path outside, you both head through the door to the main lobby, then make your way down the hall to Room 115. Looking at your phone again, you see that it's exactly 10:00. "Well look at that! Fashionably on-time," Alesha says. She lets you enter first, but there are no empty seats next to each other, so you ultimately end up sitting at opposite ends of the room. Despite your photo finish, it still takes another five minutes or so for Juniper to stand up and properly address the class.<<elseif $day9EmmaAdvice > 1>><<if !$pacifist>>As tempting as it is to stuff your belly just like your roommate, you ultimately decide to be responsible and head to class. If nothing else, Emma will probably appreciate being filled in on whatever you're learning today. <</if>>Since your dorm is only a skip and a jump away from Room 115, you end up arriving early and settle into one of the many empty seats. The classroom gradually fills over the next few minutes, but Juniper waits a while longer to actually address everyone, allowing some of the late crowd to shuffle in without interrupting.<<elseif ($reputation[1] is "loner") or ($reputation[1] is "asshole")>>You make your way out of the dining hall, noticing a handful of other students following suit. Clearly you aren't the only one with a class coming up. Rather than let yourself get caught up in the shuffle, you hurry ahead of the group and push open the door to the courtyard, heading along the path until you reach the main lobby, then down the hall towards Room 115. There's still plenty of open seats, but you decide to sit in a particularly empty cluster near the back of the room. You're just about on time, though it still takes Juniper another ten minutes or so to stand up and properly address the class.<<else>>You hurry into the main lobby, making a last-minute decision to pop into the bathroom and wash off your arm before hurrying down the hall to Room 115. You find an empty seat near the back of the room, then check the time on your phone--it's a little after ten, but Juniper still waits another few minutes before standing up to address the class.<</if>> "Okay, good morning everyone! It's good to see you all again," she says with a cheery smile. "Today we'll be continuing our unit on disruption--those of you who participated in Monday's lab should remember how shaking your belly around, while risky, can have a very disorienting effect on your prey." A student near the front raises her hand, which Juniper promptly acknowledges. "Is that like, the best way to do it though? I uh, tried it on someone I ate yesterday and, um... kinda made myself throw up..." she says, her composure visibly fading as she starts to realize she's sharing this with the whole class. A few of the other students laugh. "Well, practice makes perfect, dear," she says with a reassuring smile. "But fortunately, the answer is no. There's no single best method for dealing with prey. In fact, today's lesson is about another means of doing so--taunting! Or in other words, riling up your prey so they act with emotions instead of logic." Juniper proceeds to give some examples of what she means. As one would expect, the effectiveness of taunting or goading your prey is inherently subjective based on who it's being used on. Furthermore, she makes a point that while some predators like to taunt their prey for fun, savvier ones will do it strategically if they think it will coax their prey into struggling inefficiently. She stresses how vital it is to not fall for an obvious taunt if you've been swallowed. As a final example, Juniper tells a story from all the way back in her freshman year--apparently a junior had gotten the drop on her during that year's Monday Massacre. While the girl wasted her time gloating about how a freshman had no chance of escaping someone of her skill level, rather than actually keeping her guard up or doing much to contain her struggling, Juniper tuned her out and kept her cool, and with some strategic planning was able to just barely make it out despite being outclassed. She puts an especially strong emphasis on the importance of waiting for the right moment to begin your assault. "...and that about wraps things up for today! Everyone stay safe, and I'll see you all again on Friday!" Juniper says, putting the cap on your first class of the day. You end up waiting for most of the others to disperse before getting up and heading back into the hall.<<if $day10SunnyYoga>> You head straight for your dorm to get changed--it's just about time to meet up with Sunny. [[Get ready for Belly Yoga->October 30th- Belly Yoga]]<<else>> You think about how to spend your break between classes as you walk back to your room--with clubs later, this is probably your best chance to hit the gym today. [[Go work out->October 30th- Workout]] [[Just head to lunch->October 30th- Lunch]]<</if>>

<<Time 10>>\ <<if hasVisited("October 30th- On The Hunt")>>You decide to follow the larger group. There's a girl looking down at her phone that's caught your eye, so you begin to tail her specifically as she and most of the others head into the courtyard. With your focus narrowed onto your potential prey, you push the door open... and nearly crash into a shorter girl who was coming from the other direction.<<else>>You make your way out of the dining hall, noticing a handful of other students following suit. Clearly you aren't the only one with a class coming up. When you reach the door to the courtyard, you hold it open for some of them, getting an assortment of thanks for your gesture. While most of the students are leaving the dining hall right now, you notice one girl coming from the other way and decide to hold the door open a few seconds longer for her.<</if>> "Perfect..." she says, a tired drawl attached to her words. \ <<link "Huh?">> <<set _checkType to "prey">> <<set _baseline to 11>> <<set _modifier to 5>> <<include "voreCheck">> <<if _swallow>> <<goto [[Eaten by Iliana]]>> <<else>> <<set $stamina -= 3>> <<replace "#prey">>\ You don't catch on quickly enough, and she grabs your outstretched arm with both hands. Her palms are uncomfortably sweaty. "Hey, what the hell?! Get off!" you shout, getting the attention of some of the other students ahead of you. The girl is a few inches shorter than you and very petite, sporting straight, ashy brown hair and pale skin that looks almost sickly. You try to pull your arm back, but in a surprising feat of strength the shorter girl yanks it right into her drooling mouth. You give a pleading look to your peers in the courtyard, but the ones that actually cared enough to stop and observe clearly aren't in a rush to get involved. You try pulling your arm out a few more times with little success, and she's quick to grab onto your head to devour that next. Thinking fast, you force your captive arm down her throat as hard as you can to try and throw her off guard. Her sunken eyes go wide with surprise, and the grip around your arm loosens just a little, allowing you to pull back before she clamps back down and tries to swallow again. This proves to be a poor idea on her part when the quick in-and-out action from your arm causes her to gag, quickly escalating into a fit of awkward coughs. Her stomach convulses around your hand until the pressure on your arm lets up a second time, giving you the chance to pull it free from her gullet entirely. @@color:yellowgreen;You managed to escape.@@ "Eww..." you say, grimacing at your slime-coated arm. Somehow it feels even more wet than you're used to in labs, but that could just be the chill from being outdoors. You take a few steps back, which turns out to be a wise decision when her coughing fit culminates with her vomiting on the pathway. There's nothing solid, heavily implying that she hasn't eaten anything today. "Blegh..." she whines, breathing heavily as she bends forward, resting her hands on her knees. "Great... now I'm gonna be late..." "What a shame," you say with a frown. "There's a reason alarm clocks exist, you know." Her only response is an uncomfortable wheeze, but you aren't feeling sympathetic. <<if $pacifist>>You also don't see a reason to stick around any longer though, so you decide to simply turn and head to class before it's too late.<<else>>Under normal circumstances this would be a golden opportunity to reverse the situation, but the smell of puke has really spoiled your appetite. At this point you're better off just heading to class before it's too late.<</if>> [[Head to class->October 30th- Intro To Vore]]\ <</replace>> <</if>> <</link>>\

<<set $eatenByIliana to true>><<set $predName to "Iliana">><<set $predSS to 55>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to false>><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "Iliana(TEXT)">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "Iliana_Actions">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Eaten By Iliana- Escape">><<set _ilianaAlert to false>><<set _retaliated to 0>><<set _firstIdle to false>>\ You don't catch on quickly enough, and she grabs your outstretched arm with both hands. Her palms are uncomfortably sweaty. "Hey, what the hell?! Get off!" you exclaim, getting the attention of some of the other students ahead of you. The girl is a few inches shorter than you and very petite, sporting straight, ashy brown hair and pale skin that looks almost sickly. You try to pull your arm back, but in a surprising feat of strength the shorter girl yanks it right into her drooling mouth. You give a pleading look to your peers in the courtyard, but the ones that actually cared enough to stop and observe clearly aren't in a rush to get involved. She's quick to reach up and grab onto your head next, and you hesitate for a second to think about your next move. Unfortunately, that's all she needs to drag you inside up to your shoulder. "Seriously?!" you say, futilely trying to pull your arm out again. The vice of her esophagus is more than a match for your struggling, and your head is pulled inside shortly after. @@color:orange;You have been overpowered.@@ A loud gulp sends you plummeting down into the warm, sticky confines of her throat. Thanks to her short stature, your hand is already touching the slick walls of her stomach, and you're forced to bend your elbow to make room when she swallows again. Your other arm remains at your side, pinned helplessly now that she's taken in both your shoulders. Her lips practically glide over your chest and middle, then again over your butt and thighs after repositioning her hands. She doesn't lift you off the ground until she reaches your knees, and from there it only takes a handful of gulps until you're fully subject to the warmth of her insides. "//*UURRRRRRPP!*// Ah... you were delicious. Thanks," the girl says. "You're not welcome! Who even are you?!" "I'm Iliana..." She answers, following it with a long yawn. "Kind of a moot point, but I get it. You want to know the name of the person who's going to digest you. I've always thought it'd be nice to get eaten by a Vanessa. That's a nice name..." <<if $name.toUpperCase() is "VANESSA">>"Is this a joke? Let me out and I'll show you how nice it is, asshole!"<<else>>"What are you talking about?"<</if>> you reply back. Instead of answering your question, Iliana lets out another yawn before heading on her way. Her stomach starts to bounce as she walks, acknowledging its meal with a loud growl.<<set $sceneAttack to 0>><<set $sceneDefense to 0>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "preyOptions">></div>

<<set _roll to random(1,2)>> <<if $turn is 3>> <<set $predAction to "shake">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Where the hell are you taking me?!" you ask. "Class," she says succinctly, letting out a dreamy sigh as she runs a hand across your back. "I slept in today, but I needed breakfast. That's where you came in." "Awesome," you reply, rolling your eyes. "A normal person would sleep in and skip, you know. Just sayi--" Your statement is cut off prematurely when your surroundings are suddenly thrown into chaos. You can feel her hands on either side of your body as she shakes her gut around. "You //*URRRP*// talk too much... hmm... you might have a point though." <</append>> <<elseif !_ilianaAlert and ($turn < 6) and ($progress > 1)>> <<set _ilianaAlert to true>> <<set $preyName to "strong">> <<set $predAction to "squeeze">> <<set _predActionIntensity to 2>> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> Iliana grunts when you deliver a particularly strong kick inside her stomach, causing her to stop in place. It grants you some reprieve from the constant shaking, but you quickly feel her hands coursing over your body until they suddenly crash into you. Hard. For someone so small and thin, it's shocking how powerful she is. You gasp as the pressure builds to an uncomfortable level. "Calm down. Jeez...," she says, her weary tone belying the amount of force she's subjecting you to. <</append>> <<elseif _ilianaAlert>> <<if $turn is 6>> <<set $predAction to "squeeze">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Okay come on, you've been walking for ages now!" you shout, giving the slimy walls an annoyed shove. "If you really //did// have class, we'd be there by now! Don't you ever get tired?" "So tired..." Iliana answers... sort of. She acknowledges you with a brief, powerful squeeze that forces you into submission for a few moments. During that time, your world is abruptly flipped on its side, and her arms wrap tightly around her gut again shortly after. "Just give //*urrrp*// up... I need to rest..." she continues, punctuating her claim with an enormous yawn. <</append>> <<elseif ($lastAction is "normal") or ($lastAction is "strong")>> <<if _retaliated is 0>> <<set _retaliated to 1>> <<set $predAction to "squeeze">> <<set _predActionIntensity to 2>> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "How do you have this much energy...?" Iliana asks, stopping again to squeeze her bloated gut. The pressure is so intense that you aren't able to respond with words, but you've already made your defiance clear with your actions. It'll take more than a little pain for you to throw in the towel. <</append>> <<elseif _retaliated is 2>> <<set $predAction to "crush">> <<set _predActionIntensity to 2>> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Ugh, you're the worst breakfast ever..." Iliana's words nearly give you the impression she's about to let you out willingly, but those thoughts are quickly dashed when your prison shifts and your back collides with a hard surface. You cry out in discomfort as her arms and legs start pressing into you from all sides, putting your body under a tremendous amount of strain. "//*URRRRP!*// tasty though..." <</append>> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "crush">> <<set _predActionIntensity to 2>> <<include "preyPredAction">> <</if>> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "massage">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> Your assault causes Iliana to groan--an encouraging sound amidst all the ones coming from inside her stomach. Her hands begin to rub her belly in controlled, deliberate patterns, attempting to soothe it before you can cause any more damage. <<else>> "Why are you so difficult..." Iliana whines. Rather than retaliate with force, she starts to massage her belly with both hands, desperately trying to quell the discomfort you've inflicted. <</if>> <</append>> <</if>> <<elseif $turn is 6>> <<set $predAction to "rest">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Okay come on, you've been walking for ages now!" you shout, giving the slimy walls an annoyed shove. "If you really //did// have class, we'd be there by now! Don't you ever get tired?" "So tired..." Iliana answers... sort of. She doesn't acknowledge you beyond that. Instead, your world is flipped on its side with a final, emphatic shake. After that she goes completely still, save for a hand that lazily rubs you through her belly. "This is... much better..." she continues, punctuating her claim with an enormous yawn. <</append>> <<elseif $turn > 6>> <<set $predAction to "squeeze">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> Iliana's hands idly press into you through her gut, making you wince in pain. It's almost too weak to be called a squeeze, but with how long the acid has been soaking into your body, even the small amount of force she's applying is enough to wear you down. <<else>> The walls of Iliana's gut clamp down enough to give you hope, but it proves to be wishful thinking. If you focus hard enough, you can even hear her snoring amidst the cacophony of gurgles and splashes inside your prison. <</if>> <</append>> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "distracted">> <<set _predActionIntensity to 0>> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if !_firstIdle>> <<set _firstIdle to true>> You hear your predator let out a long, drawn out yawn, her stomach tangibly expanding and shrinking around you during the process. Iliana touches a hand to her belly after, giving your head an affectionate rub. "Thanks for understanding... " she says. <<elseif _roll is 1>> Iliana doesn't pay you any mind as she walks toward her destination<<if $acidStage > 0>>, the constant slosh of fluids accompanying her movements as her belly lightly sways from side to side. If not for the acid soaking your body, it might even feel relaxing.<<else>>. It's honestly kind of relaxing, so long as you ignore the lethal implications of sitting around inside an active stomach.<</if>> <<else>> There's no direct response from Iliana, save for a hand gently rubbing against your back. There's a good chance she either doesn't see you as a threat, or that she genuinely thinks you're going to play along with being digested. <</if>> <</append>> <</if>> <<append "#digestion">> <</append>>

<<Time 10.5>>\ <<if $turn < 6>>After kicking and thrashing almost non-stop since you entered, Iliana's stomach finally gives out a low groan, the slick walls rippling all around you. "Oh... that didn't sound good," Iliana whimpers. "Please, just relax and--//Urk!//" For a moment the chamber becomes unbearably tight, making you fear the worst, until your head is suddenly ushered back into the girl's throat. A moment later and your upper body is passing over her tongue, forcibly expelled from her body <<if $turn < 3>>without so much as a hole in your clothes to show for it.<<else>>along with a sizable puddle of puke.<</if>> You don't waste any time picking yourself up off the ground--meanwhile Iliana is on her knees, clutching her midsection with both hands. "You deserve that. Seriously, what the hell is your problem?" you say, clenching your fists in frustration. "Ugh... so hungry... I'm gonna faint..." she cries. You get the impression she's just being dramatic... until she collapses face down onto the floor. It //almost// makes you feel bad. "It's too early for this..." you scoff, brushing aside any thoughts of returning the favor as you start to head back to your dorm.\ <<else>>\ <<if $preyName != "strong">>You're feeling lightheaded courtesy of the acidic fumes permeating every inch of Iliana's stomach, but it's not enough to deter you. Eventually, one of your kicks causes the organ to let out an ominous groan. For a moment the walls crashing in causes you to panic, but relief quickly sets in when you realize they're not crushing you--they're //rejecting// you. As your head rushes into her throat, Iliana makes an awkward snorting sound before her gag reflex fully kicks in. It feels a bit strange exiting someone who's laying on their side, but those thoughts are brushed aside the moment your head passes through her lips the other way, clean air entering your lungs again at long last.<<else>>You're feeling lightheaded courtesy of the acidic fumes permeating every inch of the girl's stomach, but it's not enough to deter you. Eventually, one of your kicks causes Iliana to groan in pain while her stomach walls begin to shudder around you. She squeezes you in her arms again in a last ditch effort to prevent your escape, but her body betrays her after only a few seconds, forcing your head back up into her throat.<</if>> It's a surprisingly slow and awkward exit--Iliana makes several more ill-fated attempts to choke you back down, but she only ever manages to halt your progress going up. This goes on for at least a minute, but eventually your head passes through her lips the other way, clean air entering your lungs again at long last. Based on your surroundings, it's obvious that you're inside a dorm, not the class she claimed she was bringing you to. <<if $turn < 8>>From what you can see, several scraps of your outfit hitched a ride along with you, dotting the pool of vomit around you<<else>>You don't have to look at yourself to figure out that you're naked now--your outfit has been burnt away entirely by the stomach juices now coating the room<</if>>. "Ugh, gross!" you growl, picking yourself up off the floor and backing away. She doesn't look like a threat anymore, but you won't give her a chance to prove you wrong. "No... my breakfast..." Iliana's groans, apparently more disturbed by the fact that you escaped than the disgusting state of her dorm. Rather than poke the proverbial bear by trying to eat her in return, you decide to cut your losses and run back to your own room.\ <</if>> <<set $preyName to "!ERR:setPreyName">><<include "playerPreyEscape">>[[Go get cleaned up->Eaten By Iliana- Recovery]]

<<Time 10.75>>\ <<if $outfitState != "gone">>You rush through the halls, feeling thankful that this is such a popular block for classes--there aren't many people to see you in your embarrassing state, and the few that do give you a smirk at worst. Most of them just flat out ignore you though, and soon enough you're standing outside your dorm.<<else>>You hurry back out into the halls, slamming her door on your way out. In the process of figuring out the quickest route back to your dorm, you quickly realize that you're in Lampton, not Karbo. Moreover, you're in the far hallway, all but confirming your suspicion that Iliana was above your grade. This is hardly the time or place to savor that accomplishment, however, and you rush down the hall and across the bridge, doing your best to ignore the laughs and smirks from your peers on the way. You take it a bit slower on the stairs to avoid slipping, and soon enough you're standing outside your dorm.<</if>> <<if $emmaRel > 2>>Right as you're about to turn the lock, you're struck by the realization that Emma might be back from breakfast, and decide to knock first. "Vomit warning," you say, hopefully loud enough that she would hear. "Oh! Got it, thanks!" you hear after a few seconds. Taking that as your cue, you head inside. Emma is laying on her bed scrolling through her phone, but her body is facing towards the wall. Her head turns slightly when you shut the door behind you--enough to acknowledge you without actually looking. "Are you okay? What happened?" she asks. "Nothing serious," you answer. "Classic case of being in the wrong place at the wrong time." "Well I'm glad you're alright! And thanks for the heads up--I really appreciate that," she says. "No problem," you reply, smiling even though she can't see it. Not wanting to subject her to the smell of puke any longer than necessary, you only take a few seconds to grab a new outfit before heading into the bathroom.<<else>>You don't waste any time getting inside and shutting the door behind you, catching the attention of your roommate in the process. "$name? You're back early, did Juni-" she stops mid sentence, taking a sharp breath and shifting further back on her bed when she sees you. "G-Gross!" "Nice to see you too," <<if $emmaRel > 0>>you say.<<else>>you say, rolling your eyes.<</if>> You quickly grab a new outfit from your dresser and take it into the bathroom before things can get even more awkward.<</if>> <<if $outfitState is "drenched">>You take a minute to remove your clothes, tossing them aside before turning the shower handle,<<elseif $outfitState is "damaged">>You take a few seconds to peel off what's left of your outfit, tossing the mangled scraps in the trash before turning the shower handle,<<else>>You don't wait any longer before turning the shower handle,<</if>> standing a bit to the side until the stream of water is sufficiently warm. As soon as you step in, a satisfied sigh follows, and you let the water run through your hair for a few minutes before adding any shampoo and conditioner. Afterward, you start to thoroughly wash your body with a good amount of soap, running over some areas upward of three times until you're finally feeling satisfied. You step out of the shower and dry off, taking a few minutes to get dressed before stepping back into your room. <<if $emmaRel > 2>>Emma is sitting on the side of her bed now, like she's been waiting for you to come out. "Hey! You look better already," she says with a smile. "I //feel// better already," you reply, smiling back before flopping onto your own bed. Intro to Vore is probably at least halfway over by now, so you decide to just relax in your dorm for a while. "Happy to hear it!" Emma says, punctuating her statement by standing up. She grabs a few things from her nightstand after, then heads for the door. "Sorry for rushing, but I told some other friends I'd meet up with them before class. Just wanted to make sure you were alright first," "No problem! If that's the case, sorry I took so long in there," "Aw, it's no big deal," she says, pushing the door open. "See you later!" "Bye, stay safe!" you reply, letting out a loud yawn as the door closes. There probably isn't enough time for a nap right now, so you end up passing the time until lunch with a mobile game you've gotten into recently. As noon approaches, <<if $day10SunnyYoga>>you start to feel a little nervous--it's almost time for that "belly yoga" session you agreed to do with Sunny.<<else>>the thought also occurs to you that with club later, this break between classes is probably your best chance to get a workout in, and it might be better to do that first to really build up an appetite.<</if>><<else>>You're a little surprised to see Emma is gone already, but after checking your phone for the first time in a while, you see a recent text from her. //"Hey, I promised some friends I'd meet up with them before class. Hope you're okay!"// Another message appears while you still have the screen open //"Also sorry I panicked when you came in. That was really rude of me..."// You decide to just leave it at that, dropping down onto your bed with a yawn. Intro to Vore is at least halfway over by now, so you decide to just relax in your dorm for a while, passing the time with a mobile game you've gotten into recently. As noon approaches, <<if $day10SunnyYoga>>you start to feel a little nervous--it's almost time for that "belly yoga" session you agreed to do with Sunny.<<else>>your stomach growls, ready for lunch. But, the thought also occurs to you that with club later, this break between classes is probably your best chance to get a workout in, and it might be better to do that first to really build up an appetite.<</if>><</if>><<set $outfit to "normal">><<set $outfitState to "normal">> <<if $day10SunnyYoga>>\ [[Get ready for Yoga->October 30th- Belly Yoga]]\ <<else>>\ [[Go work out->October 30th- Workout]] [[Go to lunch->October 30th- Lunch]]\ <</if>>

<<Time 12.5>>\ <<if $ateRobin is 1>>You <<else>><<if $day9EmmaAdvice > 1>>Arriving back at your dorm, you do a quick double take upon seeing Emma lounging on her bed with a stuffed gut, momentarily surprised even though you were the one who helped her with her meal. She seems to be asleep, softly snoring with one arm draped over her belly and the other splayed limply at her side, so you do your best to keep quiet as slip into the room. You<<else>><<if !$eatenByIliana>>Arriving back at your dorm, you<<else>>You<</if>><</if>><</if>> go through your dresser to start getting ready for yoga, searching for a workout appropriate outfit that you won't mind getting covered in Sunny's stomach juices. After a bit of digging you're able to find a somewhat worn down $fcolor shirt and some sweatpants you haven't worn in a while. You dip into the bathroom to get changed, throw on a sweatshirt for the trip through the courtyard, then head out into the hall, filled with nervous anticipation for what's in store. Evidently, you're right on schedule. Just as you're turning the corner by the fountain, you hear Sunny's voice call out to you. "Hey hey, $name! Glad you remembered," she says. You pause to wait for her while she catches up from the path to Lampton. She's wearing tight-fitting black yoga pants and a baggy sweatshirt. "Think you're ready?" "Hey! Not sure, really," you say with a laugh. "I'm half excited, half nervous. Really don't know what to expect from this." "Ah it'll be great, just you wait and see!" Sunny replies. "You won't believe how relaxed you're gonna feel when we're done, trust me." The two of you carry on toward Aesir Hall, passing out of the chilly outdoor air and into the marginally less chilly sports complex. Sunny leads you along into the gymnasium, a bright, wide open room with a polished wooden floor. There's a small group gathered in the center. "Hey, hope we're not too late for the party," Sunny says. "Oh my, hello Sunny! I'm so glad you finally made it, hon," a girl from the group replies in a soothing voice. You can't help staring a little as she walks over to greet you. She's a fairly heavyset girl that stands a few inches taller than you, with vibrant blue hair that falls in loose curls around her shoulders. Of course, what's really grabbing your eyes is that it looks like over half her bodyweight is hanging off her chest. She has one of the biggest racks you've seen on campus, and isn't afraid to flaunt it, wearing a low-resting knitted shirt with no shoulders or straps. "You know I couldn't stay away a whole semester! I've been needing to release some tension lately," Sunny says. She drapes an arm around your shoulder. "$name, this is my buddy Cynth<<if $eatenBySunnyRescue>>--you actually met once before! But my stomach was in the way back then<</if>>. Her eyes are a little higher up." "Hello, you can call me Cynthia! It's lovely to <<if $eatenBySunnyRescue>>properly <</if>>meet you, I think you might be the first freshman to join us for a session," the girl says with a cheery smile. She shakes your hand with a surprisingly tight grip. There's a pause as she glances between you and Sunny. "She //did// tell you what we're doing today, correct?" "Oh come on, have a //little// faith in me," Sunny laughs. "Yeah, we're doing yoga but... //I'm// her exercise ball, essentially, right?" you say. "It sounds pretty weird, but I'm willing to give it a shot!" "Good, good! Keep an open mind about it. It is strange, but it can be deeply relaxing if you let yourself enjoy it," Cynthia says. "Oh, and don't worry hon! We switch places halfway through, you'll get your turn to stretch on the outside too." "You are on gut duty first though," Sunny says, patting you on the back. "You gotta //earn// your chance to have Sunny D inside you." "Oh you never change, hon!" Cynthia says with a laugh. "Don't worry a bit $name, we use antacids for the session, and she's got a good heart besides. I hope you have a lovely time!" She gives a slight bow to say farewell before heading back to the front of the group, where you can see someone else starting to lay out mats for everyone. You turn your attention back to Sunny to find her pulling off her sweatshirt... revealing that she's not wearing anything other than a //very// snug pink sports bra underneath. She grins at you. "She's right you know! About me having a good heart and all," she says. "I gave you the better deal here." She leans in and brings her hand to her mouth like she's whispering a secret, though barely even lowers her voice. "Cynth is the second instructor after we switch, and like half the poses involve leaning forward," she explains, winking under her sunglasses. "Good afternoon everyone!" a new voice says, one that's cheerful yet almost sounds sleepy. The source is an older woman with glasses standing at the front of the group alongside Cynthia. She has tan skin and dark hair with a few hints of grey, tied up in an elaborate bun using a few ribbons and bows. For someone you assume is a teacher here, she's oddly petite. //Especially// with Cynthia standing next to her for comparison. She's wearing very loose, baggy pants and a matching crop top, both a dull shade of maroon. "I'm so glad you all could make it! For the new faces in the crowd: I'm Professor Aldain, you can call me Dahlia," she says. She pulls a bottle of antacids out of her pocket, quickly taking one before continuing her address. "Welcome to 'Belly Yoga', as I've taken to calling it. Today you and your partner will embark on an intimate journey of relaxation together, helping melt away each other's stress and worry through the deep embrace of your bodies." "Metaphorically, of course," Cynthia says with a soft laugh. She starts to hand out the antacids to everyone else. "Oh my, of course, of course! My lovely assistant Cynthia and I will be personally guiding you through the exercises, including..." she says, holding her hand out in front of her. As soon as Cynthia finishes with the antacids, she very casually slides out of her shirt and pants, then walks over and takes the professor's hand with both of hers. With rehearsed fluidity, Dahlia pulls her hands to her mouth and immediately starts to swallow, Cynthia leaning forward to assist with the process. Despite the significant size difference between them, it feels almost like Cynthia drops right into her stomach with no resistance, her and her impressive bust disappearing into the professor's heavy gut in less than a minute. She carries it effortlessly. "//*Urrp*// Pardon me!," Dahlia says. She gives her belly a gentle pat, then gestures towards the rest of the group. "Alright, all of you please find a mat, then decide on who will be swallowing who first. Don't worry, we'll be taking a quick break in the showers when we switch!" "Alright Tiger, all aboard," Sunny says. She grins and pats her stomach.<<if $eatenBySunnyRescue or $eatenBySunnyParty>> "I think she's missed you.~"<</if>> [[Down the hatch you go->Belly Yoga- Inside Sunny]]

<> <<set _eaten to 0>> <<if $eatenByAlice>><<set _eaten += 1>><</if>> <<if $eatenByAliceCookout>><<set _eaten += 1>><</if>> <<if $eatenByAliceDay4>><<set _eaten += 1>><</if>> <<if $eatenByAliceDay7>><<set _eaten += 1>><</if>> <<if $eatenByAliceDay8>><<set _eaten += 1>><</if>> <>\ <<Time 12.25>><<set $day10Workout to 1>><<if $outfit != "sweater">><<set $lastOutfit to $outfit>><</if>><<set $outfit to "workout">>\ <<if $eatenByIliana or ($ateRobin is 1)>>Deciding that it would be a good idea to hit the gym first, you dig through your dresser to find something workout appropriate to throw on.<<else>>Deciding that it would be a good idea to hit the gym first, you head back to your room to get changed into something workout appropriate.<</if>> Then, you step out into the halls to make your way over to the sports complex. There's a crisp breeze blowing through the air as you walk out into the courtyard, a few fallen leaves scraping across the concrete in front of you. The space is fairly busy at this hour, several people passing through on their way to or from lunch, and over near the garden you can see a group of girls chatting and laughing with each other. You carry on to the gym with a faint smile on your face, enjoying the atmosphere. When you head inside, you manage to almost directly walk into someone on their way out. <<if ($aliceRel < -3) or (_eaten > 1)>>"Oh shoot, sorr--HEY WAIT!" the girl snaps. You quickly recognize her--it's Elly, one of Alice's goons, dressed in a very loose pink shirt and black yoga pants, and clearly a little sweaty after her workout. She takes a step back and points an accusatory finger at you. "YOU! You're Alice's worst enemy, you big jerk! You better not try anything!"<<elseif $aliceRel < 1>>"Oh shoot, sorr... hey wait a minute, I know you!" the girl says. You quickly recognize her--it's Elly, one of Alice's goons, dressed in a very loose pink shirt and black yoga pants, and clearly a little sweaty after her workout. She takes a step back and crosses her arms, pouting. "I'm //not// sorry now! You're that jerk Alice is always mad about.."<<else>>"Oh shoot, sorry, I was a little distracted," the girl says, stepping out of your way. You quickly recognize her--it's Elly, one of Alice's goons, dressed in a very loose pink shirt and black yoga pants, and clearly a little sweaty after her workout. "Wait, you're... $name right?" "Yep, and you're Elly?" you ask. "I remember seeing you with Alice pretty often." "That's me! I'm her faithful assistant," she says, putting her hands on her hips with a prideful smile. "<<if $aliceTrue > 1>>She mentions you sometimes without seeming angry, you must be doing something right!<<else>>She doesn't seem that bothered when you cross her path, you must be doing something right!<</if>>" You feel your stomach growl, using the interruption to remind you that you're delaying lunch for this.<<if !$pacifist>> <<if $aliceSimp > 2>>Maybe this could be a chance to remove some of your competition for Alice's attention...<<else>>Even if Alice would probably prefer you didn't, she's making herself an easy target right now...<</if>><</if>><</if>> \ <<if $aliceRel > 0>>[[Give your stomach muscles a workout instead->Eat Elly]]<<else>><<link "Give your stomach muscles a workout instead">> <<set $pacifist to false>> <<set _checkType to "oral">> <<set _baseline to 10>> <<set _modifier to 2>> <<include "voreCheck">> <<if _swallow>> <<goto "Eat Elly">> <<else>> <<set $stamina -= 4>> <<replace "#choice">>\ <<if $aliceRel > -3>>"Relax, my beef is with Alice," you say, rolling your eyes. "I couldn't care less about her fragile ego, and I especially don't care about her chair's." "Excuse me!? How dare you!" Elly says with a gasp. "I'll make sure Alice hears about this, you jerk!" "You know what? Good luck with that," you say, taking a quick step forward as you seize Elly's arms, holding them against her body while your gaping maw leans over her head. "HEY! DON'T YOU--//MMPPH!//" she shouts, the latter part of her sentence muffled by your insides. Her arms are absolutely helpless to break your grip, likely due in part to her being exhausted after working out. Not one to complain, you swallow again, taking her shoulders in next as your hands maneuver down to her wrists. In her blind panic, Elly drives her knee forward and hits you right in the stomach. Everything had been so easy up to this point that it catches you completely off-guard, and your resulting sputter forces you to expel the girl clogging your throat. There's a disoriented look on Elly's face when her saliva-coated head re-emerges.<<else>>"Relax, my beef is with Alice," you say, a smirk forming on your face. "I know she has a crush on me and all that, but could you tell her I'm busy right now?" "What!? No, she hates you, you idiot!" Elly says with a frustrated scowl. <<if $ateBetty or $ateCassidy or $ateCassidyParty>>"You do know //why// she hates me so much, right?" you say, rolling your eyes at the missed sarcasm. "Because you never listen to her!" she says, throwing her hands up like it was obvious. "She always takes time out of her day to give people some honest advice, but you! You just... keep causing trouble for no reason! Troublemaker!" "Honest advice, huh?" you repeat, trying not to laugh. "If Alice actually cares about you, she should've told you to avoid me," you continue, taking a step forward before grabbing the blonde girl by the shoulders. "I kinda wanted to work out today, but I really can't pass on adding another one of you idiots to my waistline.~"<<else>>"...you know what? Nevermind," you say, dismissively rolling your eyes. A second later, you lunge forward and grab the blonde girl by the shoulders, taking her by total surprise.<</if>> "Huh? HEY! YOU BETTER NOT--" Elly starts to say before she's cut off by your mouth wrapping around her head. Her skin has a pleasantly salty taste, but you're even more pleased at how she's barely fighting back. Considering she just came from a workout, she probably isn't at full strength. Another swallow brings her shoulders in next, followed by her chest as you maneuver your hands down to her wrists. In her blind panic, Elly drives her knee forward and hits you right in the stomach. Everything had been so easy up to this point that it catches you completely off-guard, and your resulting sputter forces you to expel the girl clogging your throat. There's a disoriented look on Elly's face when her saliva-coated head re-emerges.<</if>> @@color:orange;Your strength fails you.@@ "Ugh... what the fuck?" you wheeze, clutching your empty stomach with one hand. "You... you bitch! I should've expected something underhanded!" Elly exclaims, clenching both her fists. "You're lucky. I'd get you for that right now, but I know Alice will want to deal with you personally. Watch it!"<<if $aliceRel > -2>> <<Alice -1>><</if>> You're in no position to argue while Elly storms out of the building, leaving you dazed and confused about what just happened. There's a light throb in your head courtesy of your coughing fit, but on the bright side, at least she didn't actually swallow you and ruin your clothes. With that in mind, you decide you may as well push through it and work out like you initially planned. <</replace>> <<removeclass "#continue" "hide">><<replace "#workout">><<Workout>>Contrast to your warm skin, your belly feels oddly cool, and you're feeling lighter on your feet than earlier. @@color:lime;You must have lost weight!@@<</replace>> <</if>> <</link>><</if>><<if $aliceSimp > 2>> <<link "Gush about Alice with her">><<replace "#choice">><<set $aliceSimp += 1>>\ "Oh my god, that's so great to hear! I've been trying to get on her good side but she can be tough to read," you say. "Isn't she the best?" "YES! Finally someone else who gets it!" Elly replies with an eager grin. "I'm her mom's number one fan, getting to hang out with her has been such a dream come true! It took me weeks to work up the courage to even talk to her..." "Oh I can imagine! I've been trying to get an in with her since the first week, but I don't want to come on too strong," you say. <<if $escapismLabAlice>>"I had a lab with her yesterday and I was //so// nervous about messing something up..." "Oh my gosh that's so lucky though! I //wish// I could get that chance, but A&P is the only class I have with her..."<<else>>"I'm always anxious about messing something up when I run into her..." "Right!? I still get nervous about it..."<</if>> Elly replies. "But I think I'm pretty well off with her! She relies on me to do stuff for her all the time. That's actually why I'm here! Gotta build up my core if I'm gonna keep supporting her." "Smart! I'm a little jealous, honestly." "Aw, don't be! I'll put in a good word for you the next time I see her," she replies with a smile. "If she's in a good mood!" she adds after thinking for a moment. "Thanks, that would be amazing!" you say. "It was nice getting to chat a little, see you around!" Elly waves and carries on her way out of the building, while you head upstairs to work out. <</replace>><<removeclass "#continue" "hide">><<replace "#workout">><<Workout>>Contrast to your warm skin, your belly feels oddly cool, and you're feeling lighter on your feet than earlier. @@color:lime;You must have lost weight!@@<</replace>><</link>><</if>> <<link "Leave her alone">><<replace "#choice">>\ <<if $aliceRel > 0>>"<<if $aliceSimp > 1>>Really? That's great to know!" you say with a grin.<<else>>Well, that's good to know," you say with a small laugh.<</if>> "Tell her I said hi the next time you see her<<if $aliceSimp > 2>>, and to just say the word if she needs my help with something<</if>>!" "Will do!" Elly says with a smile. "If she's in a good mood!" she adds after thinking for a moment. "Ha, fair enough," you say. "It was nice getting to chat a little, see you around!" Elly waves and carries on her way out of the building, while you head upstairs to work out.<<removeclass "#continue" "hide">><<replace "#workout">><<Workout>>Contrast to your warm skin, your belly feels oddly cool, and you're feeling lighter on your feet than earlier. @@color:lime;You must have lost weight!@@<</replace>>\ <<else>>\ <<if ($karma < -2) or ($reputation[1] is "asshole")>>"Lucky for you, I'm here to work out, not add to my waistline," you sneer. "Try to watch where you're going next time." "Rude, you almost walked into me too!<<else>>"Relax, my beef <<if $aliceRel > -2>>with Alice is pretty one-sided<<else>>is with Alice<</if>>. You're fine," you say, rolling your eyes. "Sorry I almost bumped into you, I should have been paying more attention." "You better be!<</if>> If I wasn't already worn out I might try to take you down myself for that," she huffs, putting her hands on her hips. She sighs<<if _eaten > 0>>. "Well, actually, Alice might not like that, she has dibs on you already..." "//*Pfft*//, Alice can't keep me down, she's tried<<if _eaten > 1>> more than once<</if>>," you say. "Says you! She could handle you easily if she actually gave it her all," Elly says. "She'll get you one of these days!"<<else>> as an excited smile creeps onto her lips, briefly closing her eyes. "Imagine how proud she would be if I actually did it though..." <<if ($karma < -2) or ($reputation[1] is "asshole")>>"You won't like how this goes if you try,"<<else>>"You're going to be less fine if you try,"<</if>> you say, narrowing your eyes a little. <<if $reputation[0] is "glutton">>"H-Hey, wait, I just said I //wasn't//..!" she says with a little yelp, taking a further step back.<<else>>"Geez, I said I wouldn't," she says, taking a slight step further back.<</if>> She nervously taps her fingers together. "Even if Alice would really like it..."<</if>> \ <<link "Why are you so eager to please her?">><<replace "#choice2">><<set $ellyAppeal to 1>>\ "Why are you so eager to please her anyway?" you ask. "Um, she's the daughter of //the// Selene Mercato, actress superstar and legendary predator icon? Hello?" Elly replies, sounding offended. "I'm her number one fan! Of //course// I'm going to treat Alice like royalty--she basically is!" "But she treats you like dirt," you say. "She's an asshole that just bosses you around, are you really happy with that?" "How //dare// you! She's a saint!" "She //literally// uses you as a chair sometimes." "And it's an honor to support her!" Elly huffs. "That's why I'm here at the gym working on my core. You wouldn't understand..." "I guess not," you say with a shrug. "I guess if you're really fine with all that, more power to you, but make sure you aren't letting her order you around just because you feel //obligated// to. You don't owe her anything." "...whatever!" she replies, briefly looking a little flustered. She brushes past you on her way out of the building. "You better not keep causing trouble for her..!" You shake your head as she passes by, then carry on your way upstairs to work out.<</replace>><<removeclass "#continue" "hide">><<replace "#workout">><<Workout>>Contrast to your warm skin, your belly feels oddly cool, and you're feeling lighter on your feet than earlier. @@color:lime;You must have lost weight!@@<</replace>><</link>> <<link "Just move on to your workout">><<replace "#choice2">>\ You roll your eyes again and brush past her--it's very clear she's a lost cause. You carry on your way upstairs to work out.<</replace>><<removeclass "#continue" "hide">><<replace "#workout">><<Workout>>Contrast to your warm skin, your belly feels oddly cool, and you're feeling lighter on your feet than earlier. @@color:lime;You must have lost weight!@@<</replace>><</link>><</if>><</replace>><</link>>\ \ Not feeling like getting too crazy today, you just head over to the weight room to use one of the exercise bikes for a while. After stretching out, you hop on and get to work, zoning out a bit as you work your legs and look out at the trees through the window. Once you start really feeling it, you ease back to a slower pace, then finish up with some cooldown stretches. <<if $kaylaEnd is "alive">>As you're making your way out of the weight room, you happen to catch a glimpse of Kayla running by on the track. <<if $day9EmmaAdvice > 1>><<set $kaylaPrey.push({name: "Some bully", status: "?", details: "who she dragged along for a workout while she was still struggling"})>>It's hard not to give her your attention--she's sporting a full size gut, her prey still recent enough that you can make out the lumpy bulges of their form through her skin. It bounces and shakes around with each heavy footstep, put on full display by her rather revealing workout clothes. You can faintly hear its contents sloshing around from here. <<if $kaylaRel < 1>>If she saw you, she doesn't show it in any way, too focused on her exercise.<<if $kaylaRel < 0>> That's probably for the best.<</if>> She looks absolutely exhausted, but she presses on with her unusual workout all the same.<<elseif $kaylaRel < 4>>She smiles and gives you a nod of acknowledgement as she passes by, but she's too focused on her workout for anything more, seeming absolutely exhausted by the extra weight despite pressing on. You offer a quick wave and an encouraging look before carrying on your way, though you keep watching the peculiar sight until you reach the stairs.<<else>>She smiles and comes to a stop when she sees you, leaning forward and clutching her belly as she catches her breath. "Hey... //*Uuurrrp*//... $name..!" she says, still panting. She pauses to tap her chest and let out an even larger burp before continuing. "Whew, sorry, this kicks up a lot of gas. Good time for a workout, huh?" "I'll say," you reply, giving her a slightly amused look. "I see you're, uh, training with some extra weight today. How'd that happen?" "Ha! This asshole was picking a fight with some girl in the dining hall over nothing, wouldn't //*uurp*// drop it even after I stepped in to back her up, so I dropped //her//," she says, giving her gut a satisfied pat. "I was headed to the gym anyways, so I figured I'd take the opportunity for a bit of resistance training." "I'm... not done... yet..!" a gruff voice grunts from inside her. Her belly lurches forward a little. "Give it a rest, //puta//..." Kayla grumbles, rolling her eyes. She grabs her belly and pushes inward, clenching her abs at the same time to really put the pressure on her prey. She pushes out another burp in the process. "Interesting idea," you say. "It seems like you've got a lot to deal with right now, so I'll stop distracting you. Good luck, I'll see you around!" "Heh, thanks, I shouldn't break my rhythm too long," Kayla replies. "See ya! Come on you, doubt you've got many laps left in you..." <</if>><<else>><<if $kaylaRel < 1>>If she saw you, she doesn't show it in any way, too focused on her workout.<<if $kaylaRel < 0>> That's probably for the best.<</if>><<elseif $kaylaRel < 4>>She smiles and gives you a nod of acknowledgement as she passes by, but she's too focused on her workout for anything more. You offer a quick wave before carrying on your way, though you're not sure she saw it.<<else>>She smiles and comes to a stop, catching her breath for a moment with her hands on her knees. "Hey $name..!" she says. "Good time for a workout, huh?" "Yeah, I thought so! You look like you're going pretty hard." "Hey, gotta stay on that grind," she says with a laugh. "How's your day been?" "Pretty great so far! Helped Emma out with something important in the morning, it was a nice way to start the day," you reply. "How about you?" "Can't really complain! Had kind of a weird run in with Mallory at breakfast, she was pushing really hard to convince me to go to the party tomorrow," she says. "I guess she really needs whatever new event she came up with for it to do well or something. Not a big deal though, and the rest has been pretty smooth!" "Good! It's nice to have some uneventful days," you say. You give her a wave and start to carry on towards the stairs. "I'll let you get back to it, see you around!"<</if>><</if>> <</if>>Satisfied with your exercise for the day, you head back out across the courtyard and over to the dining hall. After grabbing a bite to eat for lunch, then returning to your dorm to kill some time and take a quick shower, you start to make your way to your next class. [[Head to Escapism->October 30th- Escapism]]\

<<if $day9EmmaAdvice is 2>>\ <<goto [[October 30th- Lunch: Mallory]] >> <<else>>\ <<Time 12>>\ You decide to head right over to grab lunch, <<if $eatenByIliana or ($ateRobin is 1)>>heading out of your room and upstairs to make your way over to Lampton<<else>>making your way upstairs and across the bridge<</if>>. The dining hall has quieted down quite a bit since breakfast--only a handful of tables are occupied at the moment. You head over to the buffet line, but don't make it far before a shout gets your attention. "Let go of me!" a <<if $day8EmmaHangout>>familiar voice shouts. You look over to see Emma's friend Stacy from the other night facing off with someone right in the middle of the room.<<else>>voice shouts. It's a pale blonde-haired girl who's currently facing off with someone right in the middle of the room. There's a faint hint of recognition when you see her--you're pretty sure it's Emma's friend Stacy.<</if>> "Make me," the other girl sneers. She has brown skin and a wild mane of dark hair, wearing a red and white varsity jacket. With a tight hold on Stacy's arm, she yanks her closer. "I was just looking for a bite to eat, and what do I find? My snack from last night just begging for me to pick up where we left off. Ain't so tough without your buddy to back you up, huh?" "Seriously, Brooke, just leave me alone already!" Stacy shouts. She tries to shove the bully away, managing to break away from her grip for only a few seconds before Brooke recovers and forces her into an even worse position, almost tackling her to the floor as she holds her arms to her side. "Come on..! Ugh, I hate you and your dumb jacket! Are you //trying// to look like an asshole jock?" <<if $kaylaEnd is "alive">><<set $kaylaPrey.push({name: "Brooke", status: "fodder", details: "after stepping in to stop //her// from eating Emma's friend Stacy"})>>\ "Hey, back off!" someone else shouts. You recognize <<if $day8EmmaHangout>>that voice too<<else>>the voice<</if>>--it's Kayla. She hurries onto the scene from somewhere over by the door, stepping between the two to pry Brooke off of Stacy, glaring at the bully. "What's your problem? She didn't do anything." "//My// problem? What's //your// fucking problem?" Brooke growls. "Mind your own damn business! How many pain in the ass friends do you have, bitch?" "I get around," Stacy replies with a shrug. She's taken a few steps back from the other two, looking wary. "My problem is assholes like you who think they can just do whatever they want," Kayla says. "Now //back off//. This is the dining hall--grab a tray if you're hungry." "Ha! Not a chance," Brooke replies. She gives her exposed midriff a pat, tightening her other hand into a fist. "But you went and dragged this out long enough that I'm thinking of going for a second course.~" Faster than you could catch, she throws a mean looking punch at Kayla, but she clearly expected her to make a move. Kayla narrowly ducks to the side, grabbing her arm while its still outstretched and pivots around to restrain her from behind. In an impressively smooth maneuver, she uses her momentum to push Brooke down and pin her to the floor, kneeling on her back with one hand pushing down her shoulder and the other still holding back her arm. "Wrong move, //puta//..." Kayla says. "Motherfucker..!" Brooke grunts. "Get off of me y--//MMPH//!" She can't even finish her protest before Kayla drags her up enough to swallow her head. Brooke squirms beneath her as she shifts herself around, getting herself a better angle to keep swallowing without giving the bully an inch to work with. "Woah, hell yeah, show her who's boss!" Stacy shouts. A few of the other bystanders also offer small cheers or murmured approval. Kayla works as quickly as she can, grappling with her prey to keep her completely locked down as she swallows down the bully bit by bit. The tank top she's wearing quickly rides up to reveal the tan skin of her stomach as it stretches and swells. You can already see Brooke squirming in protest inside of her, but Kayla seems unphased. Brooke's legs swing up into the air, held tightly in place, and with just a few more gulps they disappear down Kayla's throat. Her bulging gut spills out into the floor in front of her. "//*UUUUrrrrrrp!*// Brought this on yourself, asshole..." she grunts, giving her belly a harsh smack. There's a muffled noise of protest within, quickly silenced by Kayla clenching her abs, her stomach visibly tightening around her prey. She carefully struggles back up onto her feet before finally releasing her hold. She sighs and pats her gut a few times, then turns her attention to Stacy. "You //*urp*// okay?" <<if $kaylaRel > 2>>A few people give a quick cheer or laugh before going back to their business, but you head over to check in with Kayla first. You see Stacy giving her gut a poke with a somewhat smug grin. "Hey, no problem! I can't stand it when people //*urp*// go out of their way to cause trouble like that," Kayla says, though you didn't catch whatever it was she's responding to. "Tell me about it! And she's, like, always like that for literally no reason, your gut's doing us all a solid right now," Stacy replies. "Anyways, I should really get to class. Probably don't wanna skip Escapism after a close call like that, right? Thanks again, you're a real one!" "Ha, anytime!" Kayla replies, waving as Stacy heads off towards the stairs. She turns her attention to you with a smile. "Hey $name! Enjoy the show?" she says with a laugh. "Yeah, that was pretty impressive! Really caught me off guard seeing something like that start up right in the dining hall," you say. "Think you've got her handled alright?" "Oh yeah, she's //*urp*// here to stay," she replies. A muffled protest from Brooke is cut off as she tightens her abs again. "Well, I was just leaving for the gym before she started shit, so I think I'm gonna go get a head start on working her off. It'll be great to have the extra //*urp*// resistance." "Ha! Good luck with that," you say with a laugh. "I'll see you around!" "See ya!" She heads for the door, her squirming gut bouncing along in tow, while you finally return to the buffet line to pick up where you left off. You're pleasantly surprised to find that they have a few choices of pretty good looking pizza laid out.<<else>>A few people give a quick cheer or laugh before going back to their business. <<if $kaylaRel > 0>>You offer Kayla a smile and a thumbs up when she looks in your direction, then carry<<else>>You follow suit, carrying<</if>> on your way to get food now that the situation has resolved. You're pleasantly surprised to find that they have a few choices of pretty good looking pizza laid out. One last burp draws your attention, and you glance over to see Kayla heading for the door, her gut still squirming, while Stacy hurries off upstairs.<</if>> After fixing your plate you head for the nearest open table you see. [[Sit and enjoy your lunch->October 30th- Lunch: Mallory]]\ <<else>>\ You furrow your brow as you watch the scene unfold. <<if $day9EmmaAdvice is 1>>This is exactly what you warned Emma about, though you didn't expect things would escalate this quickly already. <<elseif $emmaRel > 0>>This must be the bully Emma was talking about last night, back to take another swing at Stacy already. <</if>>It's clear where this is going, but there might still be time to step in... <<link "Intervene and try to eat Brooke">> <<set $pacifist to false>> <<set $day10StacyRescued to true>> <<set _checkType to "oral">> <<set _baseline to 12>> <<if $reputation[0] is "glutton">> <<set _modifier to -100>> <<else>> <<set _modifier to 5>> <</if>> <<include "voreCheck">> <<if _swallow>> <<goto "Lunch- Eat Brooke">> <<else>> <<set $stamina -= 8>> <<replace "#choice">>\ You sigh and step away from the buffet. If all goes to plan, you'll walk away with something much more filling than dining hall food anyway. If it doesn't, <<if $day8EmmaHangout>>Stacy should have your back at least.<<else>>hopefully Stacy will have your back...<</if>> "Hey, what did she ever do to you?" you call out from behind Brooke, stepping toward her until you're just outside arm's reach. She looks over her shoulder, not letting up on Stacy whatsoever while a smug grin forms on her face. "Oh? You one of her friends or something?" Brooke asks. "I'm a busy gal, but I bet I could squeeze you both into my ‘schedule'~" she adds, giving her exposed midriff a pat. You frown. "Fine, we'll do it the hard way." Not willing to give her another chance, you take another step forward and grab Brooke by her shoulders, then pull backward to try and pry her away from Stacy. She's quick to react however, stomping the heel of her sneaker into your own foot. Wincing, you bend your other leg and knee her square in the back. "Fucking--you little shit!" she yells, throwing Stacy to the floor in rage. With her arms freed up, she rears back to elbow you hard in the ribs "Ow, fuck!" you grunt and stumble away a bit, inadvertently taking her unbuttoned jacket with you. Before you can even decide what to do with it, Brooke turns and seizes your forearm. "That easy, huh? Figured you'd be made of stronger stuff," she sneers, twisting your arm behind your back just like Stacy's a minute ago. "Y'know what? I think I'll let your buddy go for today, but only ‘cause ya volunteered," Despite her athletic build, it's only just now setting in how strong Brooke is--you're utterly helpless to break free from her grasp, and the strain she's putting on your arm is making you wish you'd just minded your own business. Then everything goes dark. You can feel her tongue against your hair as your face gets coated with slime, a loud gulp bringing your shoulders in next. @@color:orange;Your strength fails you.@@ "Dammit Brooke, I said back //off//!" you hear Stacy yell, albeit muffled with your head trapped in the bully's throat. You aren't quick to get your hopes up, but your would-be predator promptly gags as she tries to yell something, mercifully ejecting you from her insides in the process. "Aghh! Let go you dumb bitch!" Brooke screeches the moment your head reaches the outside world. You scramble away from her, then turn to the sight of Stacy holding her by the hair, her other arm wrapped around the taller girl's waist. She's visibly struggling to keep her restrained though, and any hopes you had about Stacy potentially returning the favor are dashed when she shoves the bully away instead. You quickly rush over to her to prevent either of you from being singled out again. "Fine, but leave us the hell alone!" Stacy demands, picking Brooke's jacket up off the ground and throwing it at her. "I'm so fucking sick of going through this every day!" "Don't talk so tough you little runt," she says, fuming. "You ain't shit unless it's two on one. And //you//," she adds, pivoting her attention towards you. "Sticking your nose into other people's business. That pisses me off. Next time I see ya, you're dead meat." With that, she grabs her jacket and storms out of the dining hall, leaving her threats to hang in the air. You aren't thrilled to have made an enemy out of someone like that... but at least you did the right thing here today. "You alright?" you ask, shifting towards Stacy. Most of the spectators have already returned to what they were doing before the fight started. "Yeah, I'm good. Physically I mean," she says, letting out a slight laugh. "Kinda feel shitty that you're roped into this now, but you're a real one for stepping in. I was fucked if not." "Hey, don't mention it. She just got lucky back there," you say with a wry smile, <<if ($outfit is "uniform") or ($outfit is "sweater")>>using your sleeve to wipe some of Brooke's saliva off<<else>>wiping some of Brooke's saliva off of<</if>> your face. "You don't you think you could've escaped if she got you down?" "Honestly? I have no idea. Glad I don't have to find out yet," she answers. "On that note, I've got Escapism here in a few minutes. Probably shouldn't be late for that one." "Yeah makes sense," you say, nodding. "Stay safe, alright?" "You got it boss," she says, holding up a peace sign as she walks off. Despite her relaxed demeanor, she looks awfully weary. <<set $preyName to "failed">>[[Finally time for lunch->October 30th- Lunch: Mallory]]\ <</replace>> <</if>> <</link>> <<link "Too Risky">> <<set $preyName to "ignored">> <<goto [[October 30th- Lunch: Mallory]] >> <</link>>\ <</if>>\ <</if>>

<<set $emmaCorruption += 1>><<set $day10StacyRescued to true>>\ The two of you step out into the hall together, <<if $totalPrey > 2>>one of you clearly much more excited than the other<<else>>Emma clearly much more uncertain about this than you<</if>>. Unsure where she might be, you head over to the block of classroom halls first, knowing that some classes could be starting around now. She should be easy enough to spot--apparently she's normally wearing some kind of varsity jacket. "So is this something you do often? Just, like... 'hunt' for prey?" Emma says with a nervous laugh. "Feels kinda weird." <<if $totalPrey > 4>>"Yep! Sometimes you just can't wait for the food to come to you," you say. "If you don't like the feel of 'hunting', think of it more like browsing the menu. Though in this case, you already know what you're ordering."<<else>><<if $pacifist>>"Well not me, no,<<else>>"Well I don't personally do this that often,<</if>> but yeah plenty of people just go out to prowl the halls," you say. "Not normally looking for one specific person, though, we're on a mission here. Even if you think it's weird, that's gotta be //less// weird, right?"<</if>> "Right..." Emma replies. You loop through both floors, but don't pass by anyone matching your quarry's description. Eager to keep things moving along before Emma has too much time for second thoughts, you pivot to the courtyard instead, hoping you might catch Brooke on her way to the dining hall, or maybe the gym. At first, things still look bleak, but after a pleasant stroll together along the courtyard paths...<<if $outfit != "uniform">><<set $lastOutfit to $outfit>><<set $outfit to "sweater">><</if>> "There..." Emma says, coming to a stop. Her expression hardens a little as she nods towards the main building. Just a few steps out of the door is a girl with a sloppy mane of dark hair in a red and white varsity jacket. It's unbuttoned despite the chill in the air, exposing a wide window of her rich brown skin between the low-riding jeans and black crop top she has underneath. She's fully focused on her phone at the moment, barely even looking where she's going. "Perfect, this'll be easy," you say. "If we move quickly, you can just take her by surprise." "No," Emma says, very matter-of-factly. "I want to talk to her first--" "Emma, come on no," you groan. "We're out here //because// you know that's not going to work.<<if $emmaAteBetty>> Remember the way Betty acted when you tried to play nice even that deep into things?<</if>>" "I still have to try," she replies. You hurry after her as she picks up the pace, marching right toward her target. "Hey, Brooke!" The girl pauses and looks around for a moment, confused, then smirks when she spots Emma. She puts her hands in her pockets and turns to face you. Now that you're closer, you can see that she's a couple inches taller than you and a bit on the chubby side, though most of it seems to have settled in all the right places. Her shirt is so loose that part of her bra is clearly visible poking over the top. "Well ain't this perfect. I was just on my way to breakfast, and now it's coming to me," Brooke sneers. She glances over at you with a subtle glare. "What's wrong, don't have the guts to take me on yourself, bitch?" "I did last night," Emma snaps back. She takes a deep breath. "You were way out of line, I know Stacy didn't do anything to deserve that. I want you to leave us alone from now on." "Oh yeah, sure ya do princess, but what are you gonna go when I don't? I'll eat whoever I want, and I'll play with my food if I want to," Brooke says. She leans over to get right in Emma's face. "That's how this whole thing works, eat or be eaten, bitch. But you ain't got what it takes to be more than just a preachy little pain in the ass, everyone knows it.<<if !$emmaNoWeek1PartyPrey>> Well, not unless you were planning to pump yourself full of enough beer to drown a cow again," she says with a chuckle.<<else>>"<</if>>\ <<if $reputation[0] is "glutton">>\ Then she scowls, her glare shifting over to you. "But I guess that's why she's here, huh? Oh yeah, you're //so// kind, trying to talk it out while you've got one of the biggest preds in the class drooling at me right behind you." "For your information, it took a lot of pushing to get her out here," you say, stepping forward. "She //is// trying to give you one last chance to end this peacefully, and right now you're really blowing it." "Ha! Oh I know she doesn't have it in her," Brooke sneers. "What, is this how you got <<if $fat > 49>>all that fat<<else>>that body count<</if>>? You really just a lap dog cleaning up her messes?" You scowl and take another step closer... realizing a moment too late, with a hint of shame, that she was just baiting you. She grabs the front of your <<if $outfit is "uniform">>jacket<<else>>sweatshirt<</if>> and pulls you forward towards her waiting mouth. You brace yourself just in time, holding her back as you feel the warmth of her breath on your face. You try to pull away, but she refuses to let go, and the two of you fall to the floor. "Here I thought... you'd be tough..!" Brooke grunts, wrestling you around to be pinned underneath her. "I'm gonna enjoy this.~" "Enough!" Emma shouts, a mix of panic and confidence in her tone. "Oh wait your fucking tur--" Before she can finish, Emma's jaws are around her head. She frantically grabs at Brooke's arms, settling on pulling her into a sort of bear hug as she drags her off of you. Brooke's legs kick and flail, searching for some kind of purchase as her chest and shoulders sink between Emma's lips. You scramble up onto your feet and get your bearings not a moment too soon. In her thrashing rage, Brooke manages to plant her feet well enough to get some solid leverage... and pushes hard enough to throw Emma flat on her back, flipping her own body over in the process. "Keep going, I've got you..!" you say, hurrying over to restrain Brooke before she can take advantage of Emma's disorientation.\ <<else>>\ A menacing grin spreads across her face. "So what the fuck do you think happens next?" "Back off," you say as harshly as you can, taking a step closer. "Forget you're not alone?" "Just didn't care." Faster than you were ready for, Brooke grabs the front of Emma's sweater and yanks her closer, pulling her head into her mouth before you can get a hand on her. Confident as she might have been, that's as far as she gets. Emma plants her feet and quickly starts to pull back, and you lunge forward to push the bully away. The two of you tumble to the ground. <<if ($strength > 3) or ($totalEscaped > 7)>><<if $strength > 3>>You quickly move to restrain her, managing to overpower the bully while she squirms against your grip.<<else>>As you move to restrain her, she swivels around to try and punch you in the face, but having dealt with your fair share of hungry predators by now your reflexes kick in to shift out of the way in time. You flip things around before she gets another chance, keeping a tight grip on her arms.<</if>> "Punk ass bitch..!" Brooke grunts as you pin her down. You carefully pull her up onto her feet, though she's putting up a worrying amount of resistance. "You really think you two have what it takes to keep //me// down? You're //dead// for this..!" "Okay, Emma, breakfast is served..!" you say with a grunt. You force Brooke forward, leaning her toward where Emma's standing. "//Please// don't try to delay this any longer after that, I don't know how long I can hold her." "Right, right, I've got this..." Emma says. She stares at Brooke for a moment, her eyes narrowed, then takes a deep breath. Just as Brooke is about to spit out some taunt, Emma grabs her and swallows her head. She moves quickly, gulping down her shoulders with shocking efficiency, pushed on by adrenaline and the desperate urge to get this over with as soon as she can. Brooke thrashes against your grip as her chest vanishes down Emma's throat. You're forced to adjust your grip as Emma advances, but Brooke is smarter that you were prepared for. As soon as you let go with one of your hands, she plants her feet and throws her weight forward. Emma stumbles back in surprise, tripping and falling back to lay flat on the ground with Brooke's flailing legs pulled along with her for the ride. You hear a gagging sound and her prey starts to slide back out. "Keep going, I've got you..!" you say, hurrying over to restrain Brooke's legs before she loses too much progress.<<else>>You move to try and restrain her... until she swivels around to punch you in the face so hard you lose focus. "Punk ass bitch..!" Brooke grunts. She pins you under her weight and keeps your arms held held firmly against the ground. "You //really// shoulda run...~" "Enough!" Emma shouts, a mix of panic and confidence in her tone. "Oh wait your fucking tur--" Before she can finish, Emma's jaws are around her head. She frantically grabs at Brooke's arms, settling on pulling her into a sort of bear hug as she drags her off of you. Brooke's legs kick and flail, searching for some kind of purchase as her chest and shoulders sink between Emma's lips. You scramble up onto your feet and get your bearings not a moment too soon. In her thrashing rage, Brooke manages to plant her feet well enough to get some solid leverage... and pushes hard enough to throw Emma flat on her back, flipping her own body over in the process. "Keep going, I've got you..!" you say, hurrying over to restrain Brooke before she can take advantage of Emma's disorientation.<</if>>\ <</if>> Emma's lips are around her stomach, her arms pinned uselessly to her side. You can see her throat bulging down into the growing swell of her belly beneath her blue sweater. Brooke squirms the whole way down. Gulp by gulp, her smooth midriff vanishes between Emma's lips, then her chubby thighs, until finally you're pulling off her shoes. With one final, powerful swallow, it's over. The distention in Emma's throat subsides and her squirming belly reaches its full size, the bully firmly sealed within. "Guh... //*UUurrrp*// that was--" she grunts and winces as her gut lurches hard to one side. "//*OUurrrp..!*// That was intense..." She stays laying on the ground, her arms and legs limply splayed out at her sides. You can see her chest heaving as she pants from the exertion, her bloated belly writhing with shifting bulges just below it. Her turtleneck made a valiant effort to keep everything contained, only about a third of her belly stretching beyond it at the bottom, though Brooke's struggling is quickly making the fabric ride up further. "It was impressive is what it was! You handled her like a champ," you say with a grin. You offer her a hand getting up off the ground. "How's she feeling in there?" "Pretty--//mmh..!//" She starts to try and stand once you've helped her into a sitting position, only for a hard shove from Brooke to tug her belly to the side and nearly topple her back onto the ground. She opts to stay kneeling on the ground for now, her hands idly rubbing her gut. "Pretty bad, she's... //*uuurrp*//... really putting up a fight." "I can tell. I hadn't really considered she might be this tough..." you say. "Think you've been paying enough attention in class to keep her down?" "I can do this," she says with a determined look. "Like hell you can..!" Brooke's muffled voice shouts. Emma's belly expands as Brooke pushes out in all directions on the inside. "No way am I gonna be some whiny little brat's breakfast..!" Emma gasps as Brooke relaxes and her belly contracts... only for her to push back out even harder a moment later. Then the same motion repeats. "You and all your worthless friends are gonna be padding my bra once I get out of here!" "Emma, you've gotta shut her down! Try using the ground for extra leverage while you're down there," you say. "Y-Yeah... right..." Emma says. She leans forward onto her belly, pressing it down against the concrete until she's crouched on all fours. After a deep breath, she pushes down as hard as she can, driving her gut into the ground. The pressure forces Brooke into submission, a faint grunt of frustration audible from within as her struggling slows to a stop. A roaring belch escapes Emma's lips. "I'm rubbing myself on the floor and burping like crazy right where everyone can see..." she mumbles, her cheeks flaring up as she notices a small group of girls walking past on their way to breakfast. "This is so embarrassing..." "Hey, don't worry about that, I've seen much weirder stuff around here," you say. You crouch down and give her a reassuring pat on the back. "Why don't we at least get you up off the ground?" While Brooke is still reeling from the crushing pressure, you help Emma up onto her feet. She cradles her belly with one arm and hangs the other across your shoulders, leaning on you for support as her prey gradually starts to kick to life again. The two of you shuffle over to the nearest bench. Emma drops back down to sit with a loud sigh, slouching back to a degree that almost seems uncomfortable. You can tell her stomach is really getting to work by now, loud, soft groaning and faint sloshing steadily overpowering the other background noise in the courtyard. "She's really been //*urp*// paying attention in class..." Emma says with a weak laugh. She makes an attempt at pulling her sweater back down as far as it will go. "Thanks, $name. And... sorry. I should have listened to you and just gone for her while there was an opening, all I did was put both of us in danger..." "Hey, it's okay," you say.<<if ($reputation[0] != "glutton") and ($strength < 4) and ($totalEscaped < 8)>> You briefly rub your face where Brooke punched you--still a little sore, but thankfully it doesn't seem to be swelling up at all.<</if>> "Lesson learned, right? It's too risky to give so many second chances to people that have already proven they're assholes. Most predators don't even need a reason to eat someone, you should feel comfortable enough knowing that you //do// rather than waiting until you literally have no choice." "Y-Yeah... yeah, you're right," Emma says with a sigh. <<if $emmaRel > 5>> "I usually am," you say in a teasing tone. "Now let me give you a hand..." You gently place your hands on her belly and start to give her a massage, doing your best to soothe her as Brooke thrashes beneath the surface. Whenever she pushes out particularly hard, you quickly shift to that area to ease the strain. As you work, you look up and accidentally lock eyes with Emma staring down at you with a warm smile. You both blush and avert your gaze. "Thanks, that's... helping a lot actually," Emma says. <<if $totalPrey > 7>>"I've had a lot of opportunities to practice what feels best on myself," you say with a chuckle.<<else>>"Good! Let me know if I'm pushing too hard or anything," you say.<</if>> Emma looks like she's about to say something else, only for a low groan to shake through her gut, the skin beneath your fingers seeming to vibrate a little. You feel her muscles tighten and she makes a sort of choking sound, a small bulge shifting up into her throat. She covers her mouth while you try to redouble your efforts, both trying in vain to stop the inevitable. Her stomach clenches again, and... ...with a loud belch, a dark, tattered bra slips out of her mouth, narrowly missing you as it fall to the ground. You both look down at it, then laugh with relief. It doesn't last long before a hard kick from inside makes Emma grunt and double over. "//Mmmf...// I'm still pretty queasy..." she groans. She glances down at the slimy bra on the ground. "...can you //*urp*// help me move to a different bench though..?" You help her up to her feet and over to a bench closer to the fountain, quickly returning to your massage once you arrive. All the extra movement gave Brooke an opening to make one last hard push at freedom, giving Emma another close call, but with your help she manages to just barely keep the bully down. Her belly gradually starts to soften beneath your fingers, and once it becomes clear that Brooke is done you finally lean away to let Emma's stomach handle the rest on her own. <<else>> She gives you a small smile, then winces as a hard kick from Brooke makes her belly lurch forward, nearly pulling her off the bench. A very loud groan rips through the air and you swear her gut visibly rumbles a little. Emma's face scrunches up as she clutches her belly. She starts to take deep breaths, focusing hard to relax her body. "Shit... hang in there, you've got this..!" you say. You gently place your hands on her belly and start to try and ease it with a massage. It's no use--Emma grunts and you can feel her stomach clamp down on the girl beneath the surface. Another rumbling groan, and twitching bursts of pressure start to shift Brooke's body. Emma's neck stretches, a bulge climbing upward, until she reflexively opens her mouth and you can see one of Brooke's hand reaching up from her throat. But there, it slows to a stop. A determined look on her face, Emma clenches her hands into tight fists, her arms held up near her head, and tilts her head back. With a powerful, strained gulp, Brooke's hand is dragged back out of sight. A few more swallows and the bulge in her throat fully subsides. Her stomach lets out a more appreciative groan as its meal returns to its rightful place. "Ugh... I'm not letting you //*urrrrp*// go..." Emma says, daring to give her gut a pretty firm smack. "Gross, now that flavor's gonna be stuck in my mouth..." "Now //that's// how you do it!" you say with a grin. "You've got this!" Luckily, that seems to have been the last of what Brooke could muster. Other than a brief fit of thrashing--accompanied by a muffled storm of expletives--she doesn't offer any serious resistance again. You sit with Emma as her belly gradually softens and smoothes out, her stomach eagerly churning away at the bully. <</if>>After a while, she sits forward to stretch her arms... and gets taken off guard by a rumbling belch so loud that it scares off a group of birds that had been pecking in the grass nearby. She covers her mouth in embarrassment as a girl on her way to the gym pauses to look over with a mix of disgust and amusement. "I think she might be done..." Emma says, gently probing her belly with a sheepish look on her face. She meets little resistance, her fingers easily sinking into the plush surface. "Yeah, she's not looking so tough anymore," you say with a laugh. "Congrats, she was a real fighter! How's it feel?" "It's... It feels really good, honestly, like a weight just got lifted off my shoulders," she says with a smile. She squeezes her belly with one hand and gives it a little shake. "I'll have to let Stacy know she doesn't have to worry anymore!" "Well technically, at the moment she's actually //adding// a lot of weight for you to carry," you say. "...that feels kinda good too..." Emma says in a quiet voice.<<if $emmaRomancePlayerInit > 0>> "Looks pretty good too~" you add in a teasing tone, giving her belly a little poke. "Th-Thanks..?" she replies, blushing and glancing away.<</if>> She clears her throat. "Um, we should probably head back to the dorm. I'm getting pretty cold with my belly hanging out like this..." The two of you take your leave of the courtyard, getting up from the bench and heading back towards the main building. Emma struggles a little under the bulk of her gut at first, but quickly gets the hang of moving around. Subtle sloshing and groaning accompany your walk through the halls. When you arrive at your dorm, Emma flops onto her bed with a contented sigh. "That was //*urp*// exhausting, I think I'm just gonna pass out until class later," she says. "Sounds like a good plan to me," you say. "I think you've earned it. A girl who could put up that much of a fight acting the way she was? You did the whole class a favor here, not just Stacy." "Thanks, $name. For the help, and for... convincing me," Emma says. She gives you a bright smile. "I really appreciate it." "Any time!" you reply, matching her smile.<<if $emmaRel < 6>> <<Emma 1>><</if>><<set $emmaPrey.push({name: "Brooke", status: "fodder", details: "a bully that was threatening her and Stacy"})>> While Emma starts to doze off for her much needed nap, you head for the door--you might just have enough time to make it to Intro to Vore still.<<if ! $day10SunnyYoga>> Although, you did skip breakfast, and Emma looks pretty satisfied with that stuffed belly...<<elseif !$pacifist>> The thought briefly crosses your mind that it could be nice to skip class and follow Emma's lead since you missed breakfast... but then you remember that you probably need an empty stomach for yoga with Sunny later.<</if>> [[Go to class->October 30th- Intro To Vore]]<<if !$day10SunnyYoga>> [[Skip class to look for prey->October 30th- On The Hunt]]<</if>>

<<Time 10.5>>\ <<if $day9EmmaAdvice > 1>>You decide to try the second floor, feeling optimistic that you can find one of your classmates to snack on. Making your way to the staircase near your dorm, you head upstairs and begin prowling the halls.<<else>>You decide to take the upstairs route to the second floor, feeling optimistic about finding prey that's more isolated. Naturally, not everyone from the group is headed through the courtyard. A small handful of girls ahead of you are making their way upstairs--probably upperclassmen on their way back to their dorms. While none of them catch your eye as suitable prey, you remain undeterred, following them upstairs as you casually walk towards the bridge. Not seeing anybody on the way there, you decide to start prowling the classroom halls. <</if>>You begin by peeking into each room you pass by, keeping a mental note of which classes are in session and, more importantly, are populated with other freshmen. Staking out by a door until someone leaves for the bathroom is an option, but you and your growling stomach both agree it would be preferable to keep searching for now. You continue to the end of the hall, then around the corner to the next row of classrooms. Coming from the opposite end is a pair of girls that you immediately take note of. They're too busy talking to pay you any mind at first, but their conversation pauses once you wander close enough to each other. Not taking their eyes off you, one of them starts whispering something to the other. You start to consider your next move, only to be caught off guard by one of the classroom doors suddenly opening between you. A crowd of students pours out, a few of them giving you a look as they filter into the hallway. It takes a moment for all of them to disperse, but afterward you're the only one left in the vicinity. Even the duo from before seems to have found something better to do than consider how many calories you're worth. You let out a sigh of relief, but still mentally kick yourself for freezing up. You consider heading to the second floor to continue your hunt, but just before you turn around, something further down the hall catches your eye--there's a girl kneeling on the ground with a backpack beside her. She's facing the opposite way, but you can tell from her body language that she's frustrated about something. You close some of the distance, but before you can decide whether or not you want to make a move, her head whips around in your direction. "Professor? Hey! Whoever you are, wanna help a girl out? My glasses fell and I can't find them," she asks. Her squinted eyes can't seem to meet yours, unable to focus on anything other than your general presence. Sure enough, there's also a pair of glasses on the ground several feet to her right. "I know exactly what you're thinking, but look at it this way--this is your chance to build up some good karma!" You have to give her credit--she //does// know what you're thinking. You vaguely recognize her from one of your classes, but not by name. She's pretty tall with pale skin, messy brown hair, and a simple outfit of dark blue jeans and a grey tank top--the latter of which doing its best to support her large chest. Between her light clothes and self-admitted vulnerability, it's like she's asking to be eaten... \ [[Time to strike->Eat Robin]] <<link "Help her out">><<replace "#choice">><<set $karma += 1>>\ It feels backwards considering what you came here for, but it just doesn't sit right to take advantage of someone so helpless. Even standing in place, she's disoriented enough for you to think that if you don't intervene, someone else is going to jump on the opportunity instead. With another sigh, you kneel down and pick her glasses up off the tile floor. "Well? What's the matter? I don't need my glasses to kick your stomach's ass if I have to--oh!" she begins to say, but immediately puts the sentiment on hold when you place them in her hand. "Thanks! Hey I know you, you're uhh..." "$name--don't mention it," you say. "I think we have a class or two together." "$name! Yeah, I remember now. I'm Robin--nice to meet you for real!" she introduces before swinging her backpack around in front of her. "Hey I've got a lab to get to soon, but let me give you some of my notes as thanks--and before you say anything, they're //good// notes. You'll definitely learn something, or your money back!" You don't want to be rude, but you //do// already go to all the same classes as her. There probably isn't a lot you can learn from her notes. You're about to excuse yourself prematurely, but you also can't help noticing that she isn't paying much attention to you right now, instead focused on finding whatever it is she's looking for inside her bag. At this point she'd have no one left to blame but herself... \ <<link "Screw it, eat her">> <<set $karma -= 1>> <<set $pacifist to false>> <<set _checkType to "oral">> <<set _baseline to 10>> <<set _modifier to 4>> <<include "voreCheck">> <<if _swallow>> <<set $preyName to "glasses">> <<goto "Eat Robin">> <<else>> <<set $stamina -= 8>> <<replace "#choice2">>\ She seems to have let her guard down after your good deed, so you make an opportunistic grab for her shoulders while she's looking elsewhere. Unfortunately, Robin pulls something out of her bag--a notebook from the looks of it--at that exact moment, and you end up holding one of her wrists by accident. You try to make the most of your surprise factor by lunging for her head, but it's not enough. She has more than enough time to shove you away with her backpack acting as a buffer between your bodies. "Jeez! Didn't see that coming at all--guess you wanted a fair fight?" she asks, a sly smile creeping onto her face. <<if $totalPrey > 3>>"Yeah, it's more fun when my prey actually gives me a challenge," you say, grinning back at her.<<else>>"I guess so? I dunno, I would've felt bad otherwise," you say with a shrug.<</if>> "I respect that!" she replies, putting the notebook back in her bag before zipping it up. "Here, catch!" Out of the blue, Robin heaves her backpack from her chest squarely into yours. You're taken by surprise, but you still manage to react in time to catch it--by the time you remember what you were doing, however, your arms are seized and held against your sides. <<if $resilience > 2>>You curse and shut your eyes, tensing your arms in an effort to push back against her overpowering grip, but it's no use. At this point you know it would be wiser to save your energy for the upcoming fight against her stomach...<<else>>Expecting the wetness of her maw to come down on you at any moment, you instinctively panic, shutting your eyes and squirming with all your might. You came here to hunt, not be hunted!<</if>> @@color:orange;Your strength fails you.@@ "...Gotcha!" Robin exclaims, like she's declaring herself the winner of a game. You open your eyes just in time to see her wink. "Normally I //would// eat someone who took the first swing, but you're pretty cool! A lot of people here would've taken the easy route and grabbed me when I asked for help." "That's... it?" you ask, dumbfounded. Your heart is still thumping from the anticipated danger. If she wasn't interested in eating you, she could've easily taken off a moment ago. Instead, she had you right where any predator would want. "I also have a class soon," she says, winking again. She takes advantage of your confusion to snatch her bag out of your arms and sling it back over her shoulder. She even gives you a wave goodbye before departing down the hall. "Thanks again--see ya around!" You blink several times, watching her until she disappears around the corner. Eventually your heartbeat returns to normal, and you let out a breath you didn't even realize you were holding in. A glance at your phone shows it hasn't even been a half hour since you started, so, despite the close call, you decide to continue your search. Deciding to try your luck on the first floor, you head for the stairwell at the far end of the hall. It's much of the same situation as upstairs, only there are noticeably more empty classrooms than full. Every once in a while you come across another person in the hallway, but they all give you a wide enough berth that any attempt to grab them would be painfully telegraphed, and you have no choice but to push on. After a few laps around the halls, you eventually settle for sitting outside one of the rooms after all, passing the time on your phone while you wait for an opportunity to present itself. Unfortunately, it's a full half-hour until your classroom of choice opens up, and your expression sours when an entire group of students exit all at once. You stick around for a few more minutes in case of any stragglers, but the writing is on the wall at this point. There was never going to be an opportunity as good as the one you had earlier. All you can do is sigh as you get back to your feet, an equally disappointed groan resonating from inside your stomach. "Yeah, yeah..." you say with a sigh, giving it an apologetic rub as you get back onto your feet. Seeing how you already missed breakfast, you don't want to push your luck and risk skipping out on lunch as well. Although, with club coming up in the evening, this is probably the best chance you'll have to work out today, even if it may not be ideal on an empty stomach... [[Head to the dining hall->October 30th- Lunch]] [[Screw it, no days off->October 30th- Workout]]\ <</replace>> <</if>> <</link>> <<link "Take predator notes">><<replace "#choice2">><<set $oralXP += 8>>\ "Anything that'd help me get better at eating people?" you ask. While there's no substitute for live experience, it could be nice to brush up on your skills without needing to hit the gym after. Plus there's always the chance you missed something in class. "Of course! That's the most important part," Robin says with a grin, pulling a large notebook out of her bag and beginning to flip through it. After reaching a certain spot, she detaches the bindings and takes out several sheets before handing them to you. "Don't feel bad--I keep copies of all this on my laptop." In all honesty, you have no idea what to expect from her notes. The first thing you pick up on is her handwriting--it's absolutely brutal. Looking closer though, you already notice a handful of terms and names you've never even heard before. Definitely nothing you remember from any classes. "Huh. Thanks, I guess?" you say, stuffing the notes into your pocket. "No problem! I'd love to stay and talk about it, but I've really gotta get going," she says, putting her notebook away before slinging her bag back over her shoulders. "Thanks again--see ya around!" You offer a light wave goodbye, wondering how exactly your hunt turned into an act of community service. Checking your phone, you see that it's only been twenty minutes or so since you started, leaving you with plenty of time to find a different meal even after your detour. Deciding to try your luck on the first floor, you head for the stairwell at the far end of the hall. It's much of the same situation as upstairs, only there are noticeably more empty classrooms than full. Every once in a while you come across another person in the hallway, but they all give you a wide enough berth that any attempt to grab them would be painfully telegraphed, and you have no choice but to push on. After a few laps around the halls, you eventually settle for sitting outside one of the rooms after all, passing the time on your phone while you wait for an opportunity to present itself. Unfortunately, it's a full half-hour until your classroom of choice opens up, and your expression sours when an entire group of students exit all at once. You stick around for a few more minutes in case of any stragglers, but the writing is on the wall at this point. There was never going to be an opportunity as good as the one you had earlier. All you can do is sigh as you get back to your feet, an equally disappointed groan resonating from inside your stomach. "Yeah, yeah..." you say with a sigh, giving it an apologetic rub as you get back onto your feet. Seeing how you already missed breakfast, you don't want to push your luck and risk skipping out on lunch as well. Although, with club coming up in the evening, this is probably the best chance you'll have to work out today, even if it may not be ideal on an empty stomach... [[Head to the dining hall->October 30th- Lunch]] [[Screw it, no days off->October 30th- Workout]]\ <</replace>><</link>> <<link "Take escape notes">><<replace "#choice2">><<set $resilienceXP += 8>>\ "Maybe something that'd help me get better at escaping?" you ask. While there's no substitute for live experience, there's also significantly less risk involved with studying instead. Plus there's always the chance you missed something in class. "Of course! You won't last if you're not well-rounded," Robin smirks, pulling a large notebook out of her bag and beginning to flip through it. After reaching a certain spot, she detaches the bindings and takes out several sheets before handing them to you. "Don't feel bad--I keep copies of all this on my laptop." In all honesty, you have no idea what to expect from her notes. The first thing you pick up on is her handwriting--it's absolutely brutal. Looking closer though, you already notice a handful of terms and names you've never even heard before. Definitely nothing you remember from any classes. "Did you let yourself get eaten a bunch of times for this..?" you ask incredulously, stuffing the notes into your pocket. Your question makes her snicker. "You have much to learn, young padawan," she grins, stuffing her notebook away before slinging her bag back over her shoulders. "Seriously though, thanks again! See ya around!" You offer a light wave goodbye, wondering how exactly your hunt turned into an act of community service. Checking your phone, you see that it's only been twenty minutes or so since you started, leaving you with plenty of time to find a different meal even after your detour. Deciding to try your luck on the second floor, you head for the stairwell at the far end of the hall. It's much of the same situation as downstairs, only there are noticeably more empty classrooms than full. Every once in a while you come across another person in the hallway, but they all give you a wide enough berth that any attempt to grab them would be painfully telegraphed, and you have no choice but to push on. After a few laps around the halls, you eventually settle for sitting outside one of the rooms after all, passing the time on your phone while you wait for an opportunity to present itself. Unfortunately, it's a full half-hour until your classroom of choice opens up, and your expression sours when an entire group of students exit all at once. You stick around for a few more minutes in case of any stragglers, but the writing is on the wall at this point. There was never going to be an opportunity as good as the one you had earlier. All you can do is sigh as you get back to your feet, an equally disappointed groan resonating from inside your stomach. "Yeah, yeah..." you say with a sigh, giving it an apologetic rub as you get back onto your feet. Seeing how you already missed breakfast, you don't want to push your luck and risk skipping out on lunch as well. Although, with club coming up in the evening, this is probably the best chance you'll have to work out today, even if it may not be ideal on an empty stomach... [[Head to the dining hall->October 30th- Lunch]] [[Screw it, no days off->October 30th- Workout]]\ <</replace>><</link>> <<link "I've gotta go">><<replace "#choice2">>\ "Hey, I appreciate it and all, but I've gotta get going too," you say, starting to back off in the other direction. It's early enough that you could still continue your hunt, and you don't want to waste any more time on Robin's eccentrism. "Uh, try to be more careful in the future!" "Huh? Wait, where are you--" she begins, but you're already making your way around the corner, winding up out of earshot shortly after. You head for the stairwell at the far end of the hall, deciding to try your luck on the first floor this time. It's much of the same situation as upstairs--barren halls, but a good amount of classes in session. Every once in a while you come across another person in the hallway, but they all give you a wide enough berth that any attempt to grab them would be painfully telegraphed, and you have no choice but to push on. After a few laps around the halls, you eventually settle for sitting outside one of the rooms after all, passing the time on your phone while you wait for an opportunity to present itself. Unfortunately, it's a full half-hour until your classroom of choice opens up, and your expression sours when an entire group of students exit all at once. You stick around for a few more minutes in case of any stragglers, but the writing is on the wall at this point. There was never going to be an opportunity as good as the one you had earlier. All you can do is sigh as you get back to your feet, an equally disappointed groan resonating from inside your stomach. "Yeah, yeah..." you say with a sigh, giving it an apologetic rub as you get back onto your feet. Seeing how you already missed breakfast, you don't want to push your luck and risk skipping out on lunch as well. Although, with club coming up in the evening, this is probably the best chance you'll have to work out today, even if it may not be ideal on an empty stomach... [[Head to the dining hall->October 30th- Lunch]] [[Screw it, no days off->October 30th- Workout]]\ <</replace>><</link>><</replace>><</link>>

"Right, uh, let's get to it then," you say with a hint of excitement. You take a deep breath and shake out your arms to hype yourself up--it's not much different than a lab, really. "Well first, no pressure, but..." Sunny says, nodding her head towards the pair next to you. Glancing over, you see that most girls starting off as prey are following Cynthia's lead, shedding their outer layers of clothing before taking the dive. "I know you didn't bring a change of clothes since you thought this wouldn't go both ways for whatever reason, you'll probably be more comfortable on your turn if not //all// your clothes are soggy. Totally up to you though, I know freshmen tend to still have fucks to give about showing skin." <<if ($playerHorny > 1) or ($sunnyFlirt > 1)>>"You sure that's just for //my// benefit?" you say with a smirk, already pulling off your shirt. "It is a smart idea though." <<if $breastSize > 44>>"Well, I'm not gonna //complain// about seeing those girls let loose a little," Sunny replies, matching your smile.<<else>>"Ha! Now there's the energy I like to see, you'll do fine," Sunny replies.<</if>><<else>>"Oh, yeah, that does make sense..." you say. You hesitate for a moment, but quickly shake off your nerves--everyone else is already doing it, no sense feeling weird about it. "I know, I'm full of good ideas," Sunny says with a smile.<</if>> Once you've stripped down to your underwear, she takes a step closer. "So, ready to do this?" <<if $sunnyFlirt > 1>>"Just try to stay a little professional," you say in a teasing tone, offering her your hands.<<else>>"Go ahead," you say with a confident nod, offering her your hands.<</if>> Sunny gives you a reassuring smile as she grabs your wrists... which turns a bit mischievous when she slides your fingers between her lips. Your hands linger in the humid embrace of her mouth, her slick tongue idly sliding against your fingers, and you feel her take a deep breath through her nose. You almost reflexively pull back when she jumps into action, aggressively pulling you in with fast, powerful gulps, constantly adjusting her grip to pull you faster. In a matter of seconds your head is plunged into the dark passage of her throat, your arms already grasping for space in her stomach. <<if ($fat > 49) or ($buttSize > 59)>>She briefly slows down and seems to struggle a little with your weight when it comes time to hoist you off the ground, but she quickly gets a handle on things and sends your <<if $buttSize > 59>>thick thighs<<else>>pudgy belly<</if>> down to join the rest of you<<else>>Without missing a beat, she reaches down to your waist and hoists you up overhead to maintain a good angle, keeping up the frantic pace of your descent into her body.<</if>> You're a little disoriented by the time your feet slip out of her throat to fully seal you in her gut. A low growl rumbles through the walls despite the antacid, perhaps her body not appreciating the speed of your entry. "//*Uuurp*// Whew, should have had a timer going!" Sunny says, her voice now faintly muffled. Her stomach shakes around you as she firmly pats her gut a few times. "All //*urp*// good in there?" "Y-Yeah! That was impressive..." you say. You shift around a little to get into a more comfortable position<<if $eatenBySunnyRescue or $eatenBySunnyParty>>--you'd forgotten how roomy her stomach felt compared to your classmates in lab<<else>>, finding her stomach to be surprisingly roomy compared to what you're used to from lab with your classmates. The walls feel more relaxed and stretch without much resistance.<</if>> "Just getting my bearings." "Aw thanks, I do my best. Keep that little demonstration in mind if you're ever thinking of getting on a junior's bad side," Sunny says. You can feel her rubbing her belly. "Go ahead and get comfortable, we'll be starting soon." "Alright, it looks like everyone is situated!" Professor Aldain says soon after. Her voice is muffled and a bit faint, but she's speaking up loud enough for you to still mostly understand her. "Those on the inside, please orient yourself so that your back is facing outward and you're able to comfortably curl up into a fetal position. Your partners can use their hands to guide you if needed." "You hear that alright?" Sunny asks. "Yeah, clear enough. Could you push in on the front of your belly a little?" Using her hand as a guide, you shift yourself around in the darkness until the pressure is more or less centered on your back. Once you're fairly certain you're in the intended position you signal Sunny to give Professor Aldain the thumbs up. "Wonderful! We'll start simple to get everyone warmed up. Take a wide stance for balance and place your hands on your back just above your hips. Now, //leeean// back as far as you can without pain or fear of falling over, keeping your feet planted. You should feel a stretch in your lower back," the professor explains. "Those on the inside, just relax and try to let yourself be as loose as you can. Your partner is supporting you now, there's no need to engage any of your muscles." Your world starts to tilt forward as Sunny follows along, letting out a relaxed sigh when she nears the limit of her stretch. You do your best to go limp, letting your body relax as gravity gently presses you against the slimy inner flesh of Sunny's stomach. "Excellent, excellent! Now I want you all to take a deep breath for me, inside and out. In through the nose..." the professor says. You feel a little extra pressure from above as Sunny's lungs expand. You hesitate for a moment, not particularly fond of the gastric scents surrounding you, before following suit and taking a deep breath of the humid air. "...and out through the mouth." The extra pressure subsides as Sunny exhales, and you find it strangely calming to release your own breath right in sync. Aldain has you repeat this two more times, your last exhale coming out as a pleasant sigh. Your concerns about the slightly sour smell melt away as your realize how soothing it feels to fill your lungs with the warm, moist air. It's like being in a steamy shower or a sauna, except it's your friend's body supplying the heat. "There, nice and relaxing, right? Now we're going to gently move our hips in a circle, just like this," Aldain's muffled voice explains. "Good! This will help you loosen up, and ease your partner into the feeling of moving with you. On the inside, just relax and let yourself be swirled around.~" You tense up for a moment as Sunny begins to follow along, the slick walls starting to press and rub against you as her gyration shifts your position, filling the air with subtle squishing sounds. You take another deep breath and let yourself relax. The movement creates an odd sort of rocking sensation, the angle at which you're leaning against her shifting up and down as her hips roll around forward and back. "Doing alright in there, tiger?" Sunny says in a hushed tone. "Yeah, this is... really nice actually..." you reply with a sigh. "Told ya.~" "And slowly return to a neutral pose. Now, those inside a belly, listen up! As we move through the rest of our stretches out here, I'll have four commands for you to follow that I'll review for our newcomers," the professor's muffled voice explains. "The first is very simple: If I say 'ease', I want you to relax and go limp like you are now. The next three will involve some movement on your end to keep your muscles from getting stiff and help soothe your partner from the inside. If I say 'Roll', you're going to start rolling your shoulders, nice and slowly. Do the best you can with the space you have and don't worry about pushing against the walls, that's part of the point." You follow along, pushing your shoulders up and back into Sunny's stomach behind you, then sliding down and around in a slow circle. It feels like you're giving her stomach a very awkward massage. "Good, it looks like you're all getting it. Next is 'Stomp'. What you're going to do is move your legs up and down in an alternating pattern, one pushing down while the other lifts, then switching places. Only push until you feel resistance, and don't take the name too literally! You should still be moving at a gentle, leisurely pace." You carefully push one foot down, lifting the other to tuck against your chest, then swap their positions as instructed. The whole chamber subtly stretches and sways around you from the alternating point of pressure. You hear Sunny let out a pleasant sigh as you settle into the rhythm. "Alright, that's a thumbs up from everyone out here! The last command is 'Butterfly'. When you hear that, I want you to press your arms and legs out to the side. //Not// your hands and feet, mind you, keep your arms and legs bent! Spread your legs outward, and pivot your arms from the shoulder as if you were stretching with a yawn. Almost like you're trying to unfold yourself to lay flat against the stomach wall in front of you." It takes a bit of extra, more direct guidance for everyone to understand this one, but you pick it up pretty quickly. Like the others, once you stretch far enough for your limbs to meet significant resistance from Sunny's stomach, she has you slowly ease back to a resting position, then repeat until told otherwise. "Excellent, good work all of you! Bellies, go ahead and ease now." You relax as the professor starts to lead them through a few new poses. Sunny's stance shifts between tight and wide, staggered and parallel, leaning this way and that. You feel yourself shift and turn around inside her stomach all the while, the slick walls gently rubbing and caressing you whenever she moves, always holding the position long enough for you to get comfortable before slowly moving into a new one. Sunny almost loses her balance once when a pose requires her to shift onto just one leg. Every now and then, Aldain will call out one of the commands she taught you to keep you moving on the inside--you quickly come to realize that this is definitely much more for the predator's benefit, like she's adjusting the settings on a massager, though it is a nice way to stay engaged. Sunny lifts up onto the tips of her toes, her stance tight, and stretches her arms up as high as she can manage. You can feel her stomach tighten a little at your sides as she extends her body. You're left to rest at ease for a minute or so, her belly gently resting against her hips from the slight angle of her stretch. "Good job, you can relax your arms. Now, I want you to spread your legs wide. Not too far, but you'll need enough space to fit your partner between them," Aldain's muffled voice instructs, a hint of coyness to her tone. "Perfect, now slooowly lean forward, keeping your knees straight and legs upright... Be mindful of your body, don't push yourself if you feel any pain or concern about your balance. Ideally, you're going to keep bending forward until you can grab your ankles, then hold it there. If you aren't flexible enough, you can rest your hands on your belly for support instead when you reach your limit. You should feel the stretch in the back of your legs if you're doing it right." Your world slowly tilts backwards as Sunny bends over, coming to a stop angled downward lying on your back. Sunny's thighs press in against you from the sides as the pose forces you between her legs. You swear you feel her tease you with a little extra squeeze once you're in position. Evidently, she wasn't quite flexible enough for the full pose, as you feel her resting her hands near your shoulders on the outside. "Bellies, give me a Roll," the professor instructs. You follow along, starting to roll your shoulders in slow circles. It's a little difficult with the way you're angled, but you find yourself letting out a contented sigh as you settle into the rhythm. The way Sunny's hands are pressing in it almost feels like she's giving you a shoulder massage. "Good, now a very gentle Butterfly. Be mindful not to put too much pressure on your partner's legs!" Sunny lets out a few sounds of satisfaction as you gently push out against her belly, soft squishing noises filling your ears with every repetition. The movement makes the pressure of her legs squeezing in on you much more pronounced. "And everyone ease. Very good," Aldain says. "Now, we'll be finishing off our exercise for today on the floor. Please carefully lower yourself into a kneeling position on your mat." You're jostled around inside of her as Sunny eases herself down onto the ground with the bulk of her gut. Her knees push into you from below at first, then after a little repositioning you come to a stop resting partially on a flat surface. "Okay, you and your partners will need to be clearly communicating for this part, you don't want to be putting too much pressure on them. What we're going to do is //gently// lean forward onto your belly..." the professor says, presumably pausing to demonstrate. "...so that you can unfold your legs to lay flat against the ground, heels pointed up." "Alright, let me know if I'm treating you too much like prey here..." Sunny says. You're pushed down onto your back as she rolls her weight forward onto her belly, gently squeezed between her body and the floor. "Good, now, as best you can, bend your knees to pull your feet in toward you body, then arch your back toward your toes, like you're trying to pull away from your partner," the professor says. "If possible, try to keep your fingertips touching the floor while you do this, but if you aren't flexible enough or your partner is too large for your frame, it's okay to just stretch your arms forward reaching toward the ground." "Mmmh... this one always gets me..." Sunny says. Her weight lifts away from your upper body, but the pressure on the lower end of her belly intensifies, pinning you firmly to the floor. You realize that her stomach is stretchy enough that it's actually bulging out to the side a little bit, almost feeling like you're starting to straddle her body. A slight twitch runs through the walls around you every now and then as she strains to hold the pose. "Bellies, Roll." Sunny makes a sharp inhale and seems to lose the stretch for a moment when you first start, her weight suddenly bearing down harder from above. With a deep breath, she re-orients herself, her stomach stretching out and easing off of you again. A gentle groan rumbles through the walls as you massage them with your shoulders. "Aaaaaand... ease..." Aldain says. You can faintly hear her let out a deep sigh. "Everyone relax." "Oh thank god..." Sunny says, practically dropping flat on top of you. "Next, I want you to lean forward, rolling along your gut until you're angled downward with your hands comfortably on the ground in front of you." Sunny's weight shifts, pressing you down into the ground while she angles herself toward the floor. Your back cracks in the best way possible as she rolls over you, tension you didn't even know you were carrying quickly releasing.<<if $playerHorny > 1>> Combined with the fact you can feel you're currently more or less using her chest as a pillow, this has to be by far the most satisfying experience you've had inside of a stomach.<</if>> "Wonderful. Now, plant your toes on the floor and, keeping your hands firmly planted, lift your hips up into the air," the professor explains. "As always, go slow and be mindful of your limits. You should feel a stretch, but not pain." The stomach walls tighten a little as Sunny lifts her hips and her gut is drawn upward. But, thanks to gravity, you're still mostly laying on the ground, leaving you with an unusual amount of breathing room vertically while the walls beside you pull in tighter. "Feeling alright in there?" Sunny asks. You're startled at how loud her voice sounds at first--given the position, her face must be just inches away from pushing into her belly right near where your own head is. "Yeah, I'm doing great," you reply. "Feels almost like a hammock in here. A warm, slimy hammock." "Heh, if I was a little taller I bet I could get you up enough for the full hammock experience," Sunny says. "Okay, looks like everyone's up. Bellies, Stomp," the professor calls out. You start to move your legs back and forth, making your confines subtly jiggle and sway from the alternating pressure. Sunny lets out a very clear groan after a few repetitions. "Oh shoot, sorry..!" you say, quickly coming to a stop. "No, no, that was a 'stress leaving the body' grunt," Sunny says with a soft laugh, her tone very relaxed. "Keep it up.~" You oblige, resuming your stomping. Aldain has you switch to the butterfly technique for a little while, then back to stomping, before finally letting you both return to a relaxed position. They move through a few more poses on the ground, including one where Sunny uses you for balance while lifting her legs up into the air, before finally winding down with a cooldown pose of Sunny simply laying flat on her back with her arms and legs outstretched while her belly rests on top of her. "Wonderful work everyone, truly wonderful! I hope you're all feeling thoroughly stretched and relaxed," you hear the professor say as Sunny works her way back up onto her feet. "Once you're up and settled, please follow me to the showers. We'll take a short break to let your partners clean up a little before swapping places." [[Time for a taste of Sunny D->Belly Yoga- Sunny Inside]]

<<if $preyName is "glasses">><<set _afterGlasses to true>><<else>><<set _afterGlasses to false>><</if>>\ <<set $ateRobin to 1>><<set $preyName to "Robin">><<set $preyHealthMax to 32>><<set $preyResilience to 3>><<set $preyFrustration to 0>><<set $preyExhaustion to 0>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "Robin_PredActions">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "Robin_Struggle">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "Robin(TEXT)">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Eat Robin- Failure">><<set $preySize to 6>><<set $fullness += $preySize>>\ <<set _taunted to 0>><<set _tauntRetaliation to false>><<set _earlyLoss to false>>\ <<if !_afterGlasses>>Part of you feels bad about it, but there's no way you can pass up an opportunity like this. Taking advantage of her diminished senses, you act as if you're simply passing by, then quickly pivot and rush to the girl's back side. "Well? What's the matter? I don't need my glasses to--HEY!!" she shouts the moment you wrap your arms around her. You have to stand on the tips of your toes to match her height, but from there you're easily able to spread your jaws around her head, the disoriented girl's attempts at overpowering your grip coming much too late to make any difference. A wet swallow pulls her bare shoulders between your lips, and you hum in approval once her upper back takes the place of her thick hair against your tongue. There's a vague vanilla flavor to her skin--an aesthetic match for how pasty she is. You don't linger in the area for long though, and after another gulp, your mouth has crawled its way to her breasts. They're definitely big, but also more soft than they are firm. It doesn't take much effort to smoosh them down enough to pass through your lips with ease. Her tank top isn't much of a shield for her midsection, but rather than push your luck you decide to swallow the rest of her torso down, causing a head-shaped bulge to form at the bottom of your own stomach. Now that you think about it, she hasn't really struggled or even said much since the initial attack. It's enough to make you just a teensy bit nervous about her skill level, but she's still a freshman at the end of the day. Plus, you're not going to back down with her already lodged halfway down your throat. Moving your hands to the small of your prey's back, you hoist her bottom half into the air above your head, funneling it down toward your stomach starting with her impressive ass. From there, it only takes a handful of gulps to drag the rest of her legs in, although you take some time to remove her black and white running shoes before fully sealing the deal.<<else>>She seems to have let her guard down after your good deed, so you take advantage by grabbing at her shoulders while she's looking elsewhere. There's no reason to feel bad about it anymore--she can see now, and even had plenty of time to make her own move if she wanted. "Huh!? Oh, damn! Didn't see tha--" she begins to say, but gets cut off as her mouth slides into yours. Robin initially tries to fight back against your grip, but the urgency seems to disappear as soon as you pull her shoulders inside. Her nonchalant attitude makes you a little paranoid, but it's too late to second guess yourself now--you've already made the distinction between her being friend or food. Since she's not fighting back anymore, you take the opportunity to savor the taste of her skin. Her tank top leaves her upper chest exposed, and your tongue happily reaps the faint vanilla taste--oddly fitting considering the fairness of her skin. It's irresponsible to assume she'll just sit around forever though, and you drag her deeper into your gullet before too long. Faced now with her sizable bust, you bring your hands to the underside of her breasts and squish them down to fit through the vice of your lips. They're pleasantly soft, kneading like dough under your fingertips, then again by your teeth once the mounds slip inside with an audible pop. You swear you can hear her sigh from inside your esophagus, which <<if $playerHorny > 2>>prompts you to tauntingly snake your tongue inside her exposed cleavage before finally swallowing<<else>>would've made you grin if your mouth wasn't so busy already<</if>>. Having passed both the figurative and literal peaks of the endeavor, you decide to get a move on with devouring the rest of her. A wet gulp takes Robin's midriff in next, and you grab the edges of her thighs before lifting her lower body towards the ceiling. Her ass isn't as pleasant as it could've been thanks to the scratchy texture of her jeans, but it's nothing you haven't dealt with before. The ease at which the rest of her long legs sink into your gullet is extremely satisfying--all you need to do is swallow at a leisurely pace until she's reduced to nothing but a pair of black and white running shoes. The inside is a different story--she's stretching your gut out well, but there's a distinct lack of frantic bulges and handprints one would expect from recently swallowed prey. It takes only a moment longer to remove her shoes, and from there it's just one final gulp to trap Robin inside you for the foreseeable future. @@color:yellowgreen;You overpowered your prey.@@<</if>> <<if !_afterGlasses>>"...//*uuUUURRP!*// Oh man, you were //delicious//," you giggle, giving the side of your gut an affectionate rub. "I can't //*urp*// remember the last time someone made it that easy for me." "Rude! What's even the point in eating someone who can't fight back?" the girl yells from inside. Her movements don't match the annoyed tone of her voice, however, only feeling like she's trying to orient herself. It occurs to you that she probably doesn't need perfect vision in a space that's already so cramped and dark. "Eh, it hasn't gotten old yet," you reply with a smirk. "What's your name, anyway? I'd like to give my compliments to the chef.~" "Robin--I've got a lab soon and don't wanna be late, so I hope you're ready for a stomach ache!"<<else>>"...//*uuUUURRP*!// Oh man, you were //delicious//," you giggle. A second belch follows, causing a familiar pair of black-rimmed glasses to rocket out of your mouth alongside it. You can't help snorting to yourself, but give the side of your belly an apologetic rub shortly afterward. "Sorry, but you kinda had it coming at that point. You're not gonna need those anymore though, right?" "Yeah, you definitely caught me fair and square. Well played!" she says. A bulge vaguely resembling a thumbs-up pushes out near the top of your bloated gut. "And no. Like I said earlier, I don't need my glasses to kick your stomach's ass."<</if>> "We'll see about that.~"<<set $sceneAttack to 0>><<set $sceneDefense to 0>><<done>><<include $sceneActionsLink>><<replace "#actionReminder">><<PredActionReminder>><</replace>><</done>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "predOptions">></div>

<<Time 13>>\ "That felt //amazing//... you did great in there," Sunny says with a contented sigh, patting you through her belly. "Don't let anyone else find out that you're a natural at internal massages.~ How are you feeling?" "I gotta give it to you, that was super relaxing. <<if $playerWilling < 1>>I'm actually a little uncomfortable with how comfortable I am in a stomach right now, if that makes sense<<else>>With the antacid at work, it honestly started feeling like I was just getting a very lotion-heavy massage in here pretty quickly<</if>>," you say. "But I'd be lying if I said I wasn't<<if $playerWilling < 2>><<if $playerWilling < 1>> much<</if>> more<</if>> excited to try this from the other end." "Oh you're gonna love it," Sunny replies. "Honestly? I'm almost looking forward to taking you for a spin.~" You gently bob along with her footsteps as the group heads down the hall towards the locker room. Before long, you feel Sunny bend over and her stomach clenches around you, sending you gently sliding back up her throat and out onto the tile floor of the locker room's communal showers. <<if $breastSize > 59>>Though undamaged, the tight squeeze her throat put on your bust pulled at your bra enough to leave one of your tits hanging out. <<if $playerHorny > 2>>You smirk as you notice Sunny stealing a quick glance while you leisurely fix the issue.<<else>>You blush as you frantically readjust it to fix the issue.<</if>><<else>>You're coated with a thorough layer of slimy fluid, but thanks to the antacid your underwear is still perfectly fine.<</if>> "I hope you're all feeling alright after that! No one found their stomach too aggressive? Nice and relaxed?" Professor Aldain says, clasping her hands together. She still has Cynthia in her gut. She pauses for a moment as everyone adjusts to being back outside of a stomach, but no one has anything negative to report. "Wonderful, just wonderful! Before we switch off, I wanted to give a little demonstration of what you can achieve if you really put the effort in on these exercises." She gives her belly a little tap as if getting Cynthia's attention, then pretty effortlessly lifts her left leg up onto her thigh. "Not only is yoga great for relieving stress and tension and relaxing the body," she explains. While she talks she leans forward and stretches her elevated leg out behind her, raising it even higher and reaching back to grab her foot with one hand while the other stretches forward. Her movements are smooth, no hint of struggle or strain despite having a taller, heavier girl hanging off of her. "You're also building up muscle, flexibility, training your control over your body. Stick with it..." With surprising speed, she flips her pose around, leaning back at nearly a right angle with her leg stretched forward, one arm raised upward while the other stretches behind her. "...and you can achieve things you would have never thought possible," she says. She slowly returns to a neutral stance with a pleasant sigh. "Alright then, go ahead and rinse yourselves off if you were in a belly! Meet us back in the gymnasium when you're ready." After releasing Cynthia, the professor leads Sunny and the other girls that just stretched out of the locker room, while the rest of you start to clean off. There are several showerheads available, thankfully flanked by some minimal dividers instead of being left completely open. You claim one for yourself and quickly rinse off the coating Sunny's stomach gave you, leaving your underwear on to get washed off as well. Once everyone has cycled through, dried off, and gotten changed back into their clothes, you make your way back to the gymnasium. You find yourself absentmindedly fidgeting with your shirt as you rejoin Sunny--having soggy underwear isn't exactly ideal, but hopefully it won't detract too much from the experience. You'll have to remember to bring a full change of clothes if you do this again. "Welcome back everyone! You're all looking nice and refreshed," Aldain says, clasping her hands together with a smile. While you were gone, she lit a few sticks of incense that fill the air with a pleasant vanilla scent, presumably to mask whatever faint smells might be lingering on the group that just spent half an hour in a stomach. "I'll be handing things off to Cynthia for the rest of the session, please follow along as she guides you through the exercise." "Hello everyone! When you and your partner are ready, get into position on your mats," Cynthia says, moving to stand right behind the professor. Professor Aldain closes her eyes with a leisurely smile, lightly raising her arms. Cynthia leans forward to swallow her head, then hooks her hands under her arms to lift her up. In no time at all, the professor is stretching out her gut, making her shirt ride up enough to expose her pale skin. She has an elaborate floral tattoo framing the lower half of her belly, done in full color with flowers in shades of red, yellow, and purple. From a brief glimpse you got back in the showers and when she was swallowed, you know the design stretches all the way down along her butt and thighs as well. After stifling a small burp, she lovingly rests her hands on her belly while she waits for everyone else to follow her lead. "Alright $name, first things first," Sunny says in a surprisingly stern tone. She stands right in front of you, staring up with her hands on her hips. After a brief moment, she reaches up and takes off her sunglasses. "You gotta guard these with your life, got it?" "Of course, I would sooner be digested than let someone lay a finger on them," you say with a laugh. "...can I wear them?" <<if ($breastSize > 44) and ($sunnyFlirt > 1)>>"No, you're not ready for that kind of power. Just keep them somewhere safe and secure," she replies. You flinch a little, then quickly start to blush as she tugs at the front of your shirt... and slides the folded up glasses into your cleavage without breaking eye contact. <<if $breastSize > 74>>They completely disappear from view, swallowed between your immense breasts.<<else>>Only the very tip of one side remains visible poking out.<</if>> She smirks, gives your chest a gentle pat, then pulls her hands away like nothing happened. "That should do, right?~" "Y-Yeah, I think they'll be fine there..." you say, too flustered to meet her gaze.<<else>>"Ha! Absolutely not, you're not ready for that kind of power," she replies with a laugh. "Cynth will tell me if you do, so don't even think about it!" She crouches down for a moment to put them on the floor next to the mat. "Just don't step on 'em." "I'll try my best," you say.<</if>> "Good, now let's get me in that belly," she says. She stretches her arms, then holds her hands out towards you. "Momma needs her slimy massage." You carefully grab her wrists and pull them toward your mouth, sliding her soft fingers along your tongue. A powerful swallow draws her hands down into your throat. You flinch, eyes widening a little, as she lifts up onto her toes to nudge her arms deeper on her own. "C'mon, no need to be shy! Let me in already," she says with a smirk. Getting the message, you pick up the pace, quickly swallowing down her arms. You get a firm grip on the shorter girl and hoist her up into the air to get a better angle as her head disappears into your mouth. A few more swallows and you're forced to slow your pace--even with her sports bra already compressing it a bit, the size of her bust proves a challenge. Your jaw stretches to accommodate it, lips easing over the curve just an inch or two at a time, until finally you round the crest back to her abdomen, leaving your mouth filled to the brim with your friend's tits. With one mighty gulp, they slip down into your throat, creating a tighter knot of pressure all the way down. You take in the rest of her with relative ease, gliding down her somewhat pudgy midsection and plump thighs, until at last her toes are slipping past your tongue. One last swallow and it's done--Sunny is fully sealed within your swollen gut. You can feel her settling, tickling your insides as she shifts around into a more comfortable position. <<if $sunnyFlirt > 1>>"Mmm, best //*uurp*// meal I've had in a while~" you say with a slight laugh, patting your gut. "Oh I better be! I'm impressed you kept your tongue from getting too nosy, I could tell you wanted to poke around more~" Sunny's muffled voice replies.<<else>>"//*UUrp*// You alright in there?" you ask, patting your gut. "Yep, thanks for the warm welcome!" Sunny's muffled voice replies.<</if>> <<if $capacity > 6>>"You've been busy already this year! Wasn't expecting a freshman stomach to have this nice of a stretch to it."<<else>>"Kinda tight in here, I forgot how much of a difference a few years of labs and snacking makes."<</if>> "Okay, it looks like everyone is ready!" Cynthia says up at the front of the group. "Let's begin!" She leads you through the same starting routine you experienced from the other side--starting by leaning backwards with your hands on your lower back. The heavy weight of Sunny hanging off of you makes every little shift in your center of gravity much more pronounced, but oddly almost easier to control. Your gut rests comfortably on your hips as you reach the limit of your stretch. Like before, Cynthia has you start to rotate your hips around next. It's harder than you expected to move this much weight with such a limited group of muscles, but you quickly get the hang of it. Rocking Sunny around inside of you feels very soothing. That feeling only grows when the commands for prey are reviewed and she begins to massage you from the inside--you can already tell that this is going to be amazing. "Heard that sigh loud and clear," Sunny says, chuckling. Your belly visibly expands and contracts as she continues her "Butterfly" stretches inside. "Feeling good? Stomp always hits best for me, personally." "Feeling great..." you say, giving her a gentle pat on the back. "Go ahead and ease, everyone!" Cynthia says. She takes a deep breath before smoothly starting to transition into the next pose as she talks. "Now we're going to step forward with our right leg and extend our left leg back. Keep your right foot forward and your knee bent at close to a right angle, while you fully extend the left and slide that foot to the side, like this. Be carefully not to extend your knee further than your foot, and be mindful of your balance! Your belly can throw you off more than you might expect." You follow along, carefully separating your legs before bending your right knee to stretch forward. You're forced to lean a little to the right to maintain your balance, as your knee presses into your belly and nudges it toward the more open space to the left. "Good, now //slooowly// turn your body to face to the left, then stretch your right hand forward and your left hand back, hands flat and facing down," Cynthia instructs, performing the motions as she explains them. "Ideally you should keep your back straight, but don't worry if you need to lean a little to keep your partner from pulling you down! You'll improve with more practice, you don't want to push your muscles too hard. If you're doing it right, you should feel the strongest stretch on your inner thighs." You rotate your body around to the side, immediately finding it much more comfortable than having your gut resting on your knee. Sunny's weight tugs you forward, but you manage to find a position of balance while keeping your back mostly straight. "That's nice, right? Feeling the stretch everyone?" Cynthia says with a pleasant sigh. "Bellies, give me a Roll please." Subtle, soothing movement starts up in your belly as Sunny obliges, pressing back against the walls of your stomach as she rolls her shoulders in wide circles. You wobble a bit at first, having to adjust yourself to account for the extra nudge forward. It's just the slightest bit of movement, but that constant, repeated bit of rubbing feels absolutely blissful. Your stomach lets out a soft groan of approval. "Aaaand if you could switch to Butterfly now," Cynthia commands. "Just keep holding the pose on the outside!" "You ready? Felt you tip a bit the first time," Sunny's muffled voice asks. "I'd rather not get pancaked in here. Plus, y'know, I want //you// to have a good time of course." "Yeah, I think I got it," you say with a sigh. "Go ahead." Your belly stretches outward, then eases back to normal, only to slowly stretch again. Almost as if you were taking very deep breaths. Despite Sunny pushing much harder against the walls than the gentle rolling of her shoulders before, you have no trouble maintaining your balance here, as the pressure is focused more or less evenly on the sides of your stomach instead of forward or back. "Wonderful, you can ease now. Everyone take a deep breath in through the nose and relax... then exhale through the mouth as you return to a neutral stance," Cynthia says. "Good, now let's repeat that in the opposite direction." You run through the same stretch again, but leaning to your right with your left leg forward. Already you're finding it easier to hold your balance while shifting the weight of your gut around like this. "And relax again," Cynthia says. "Now, for this next pose, we'll be putting our weight onto one leg. It's alright if you can't manage that yet, don't risk a fall if you aren't confident you can handle it! Start by holding your hands together in front of your chest." She clearly has to push in against her bust a little to get her arms in the right position. "Now I want you to shift as much of your weight onto your right leg as possible, but keep your left leg down just in case still." You follow along, wobbling only a little as you find your balance. "Good! Now for those of you who feel comfortable, slowly raise your left leg up and brace your foot against your thigh, turning your knee out to the side like this," Cynthia explains. "For those who aren't, it's perfectly fine to stay as you are, just keep your weight shifted as far onto your right leg as you can handle. You can work up to getting your other leg off the ground with practice!" You hesitate for a moment, then decide to try it. Things feel very dicey as you raise your leg, but once you have it braced against your thigh you stabilize surprisingly quickly, almost feeling like it's cradling the bottom of your belly. "Hey, not bad at all!" Sunny's muffled voice chimes in. "I still have a tough time with that. In my defense, you're <<if $fat > 49>>//much// <</if>>bigger than me." "That is fair," you reply. A smirk spreads across your lips. "I guess you //do// make a much better yoga ball at your size." "Easy now hotshot, all I have to do is push backward to take us both down right now," Sunny says with a laugh. "Don't think I won't!" Mercifully, Cynthia just has you take a few deep breaths before switching to the other leg, rather than having Sunny start moving while you're balanced so precariously. From there, you move through a number of different standing poses, stretching your arms and legs, leaning forward and back, once even side to side. Sunny massages you with her exercises all the while, leaving your belly feeling more relaxed than you've ever experienced before. Her rubbing from the inside combined with your unusual positions is relieving tension in places you didn't even realize could carry it. When it comes time for the pose where you bend down to the point your belly is pushed between your legs, you find yourself quite flustered. Not only is Cynthia's barely covered foot-long cleavage staring you in the face with the way she's positioned, you quickly learn that your inner thighs are a lot more sensitive than you thought. Sunny only teases you a little when she notices your heartbeat elevating. "Excellent! Ease back into a neutral position now as we prepare to take things down to the floor," Cynthia says. She widens her stance, effortlessly crouching down into a kneeling position on her mat, her gut resting on the floor between her legs. She idly massages it while she talks. "Go ahead and slowly lower yourself down to your mat. No need to rush! You don't want to put too much pressure on your partner." You follow her lead, carefully crouching down with a wide stance until your knees touch the ground, the bulk of your gut now resting on the mat. You briefly use one hand for some extra support as you shift your feet out from under you into a more comfortable position. With the added support of the ground keeping it from hanging down, your belly rests much higher than usual, almost sticking straight out<<if $breastSize > 24>> and noticeably pushing up your chest<</if>>. You give it a satisfied pat as you feel Sunny adjust herself inside. "There, nice and comfortable, right?" Cynthia says. "Now, being careful not to put too much pressure on your partner, we're going to lean forward a little so that we have room to stretch our legs out flat onto the mat behind us." "You ready?" you ask, gently tapping your gut to get Sunny's attention. <<if $sunnyFlirt > 2>>"Ready for you to pin me down to the ground? Usually you buy a girl dinner first~" Sunny says, her teasing tone showing through the muffling of your belly. "Go ahead, just try to remember I'm //not// dinner you're trying to flatten while we do these, yeah?"<<else>>"Ready if you are!" her muffled voice replies. "Just try to remember it's your good friend Sunny D in here and not lunch you're trying to flatten while we do these, yeah?"<</if>> You ease forward onto your belly<<if $sunnyFlirt > 2>>, feeling a little flustered now that she's called attention to the intimacy of this position if you ignore the barrier of you stomach<<else>>, being mindful of how much weight you're putting on Sunny<</if>>. Unfolding your legs out behind you, you quickly settle into a surprisingly comfortable position, gently leaning on your gut. "Good! Now for this first pose down here, I want you to reach your arms forward, fingertips on the floor if the size of your partner and your flexibility allow," Cynthia says. She's not quite able to get her hands to the floor herself. "And from there, arch your back like you're trying to pull away from your gut, while bending your knees to pull your lower legs inward. As always, be mindful of your limits and don't push yourself if you feel any pain! This one can be deceptively difficult to fully achieve." That comfort ends as you do your best to follow along with the pose. You can see why Sunny wasn't a fan of this one--even only about half committing to the stretch, this pose feels like it's straining your body more than any other so far. That is, until Cynthia gives a "Stomp" command and Sunny kicks into action. An involuntary, blissful sigh escapes your lips as the shifting massage soothes the lower half of your belly. "Hits pretty good, right?" Sunny says. <<if $sunnyFlirt > 2>>"I know where to aim to make this a bit spicier if you want.~" "Tempting, but let's save that for somewhere more private," you reply, your voice slightly<<else>>"Really makes you forget about how much your spine doesn't want to be doing this." "Almost..." you say with a soft laugh, your voice<</if>> strained from holding the stretch. From there, you move through a number of different poses laying on the ground, rolling Sunny around beneath you for most. You have to stifle a laugh at one point when a pose sees you leaning forward significantly... and Cynthia has to keep easing out of it a little to give further instructions without being muffled thanks to her oversized chest. The final pose is particularly relaxing--just laying on your back with your limbs outstretched, letting your body go as limp as you can manage. Having the full weight of your belly pressed on top of you is a bit uncomfortable at first, but once Sunny starts massaging you with her exercises on the inside that discomfort melts away. You feel utterly relaxed--and a little exhausted--by the time you rise back to your feet and head for the locker room, your whole body feeling soft and loose. After you release Sunny, it takes you a second or two to readjust to moving without the extra weight. Professor Aldain thanks everyone for coming and dismisses you and the other predators before joining those on prey duty in the shower. You wait around outside the locker room for Sunny to be finished. "Ahhhh... Now that's the way to spend an afternoon," Sunny says as she steps out into the hall. "Nice job, $name! Your stomach really showed me a good time there, finally worked out that annoying knot I had in my back. How'd having a junior for a yoga ball go for you?" "It was amazing, I don't think I've ever felt so thoroughly stretched before," you say with a soft laugh. "Thanks for inviting me!" "Hey, anytime! I'm always down to get freshmen involved in some of the weirder stuff that goes on around here," Sunny replies. "But for real, glad to have you as my partner. We should do this again sometime." "Oh I truly hope you do!" Cynthia's cheerful voice chimes in. She comes over to greet the two of you as you walk back into the entryway. "It's always a pleasure to share this experience with others! I hope you had a wonderful time." "I did, thank you! I'll try to spread the word a little if I think of anyone else that might be interested, this was really nice," you reply. "Aw, thank you honey, that would be great," Cynthia replies with a warm smile. "If you're interested in further exploring alternative applications of vore like this, I also offer special full-body massages, if you'd like to try one some time." "Ha! I don't know if she's quite ready for that yet, Cynth, one thing at a time," Sunny says. She places a hand on both of your shoulders as she interjects. "I'm gonna go grab some grub, you guys in?" All in agreement, the three of you head over to the dining hall together, keeping up a pleasant conversation as you walk.<<if $sunnyRel < 4>> <<Sunny 1>><</if>> [[Grab a quick lunch, then head to class->October 30th- Escapism]]<<set $metCynthia to true>><<set $knowMassage to true>>

<<Time 14>><<if $outfit is "workout">><<set $outfit to $lastOutfit>><</if>>\ <<if ($ateRobin < 2) and ($fullness > 0)>>\ <<if $ateElly > 2>>You head out into the hall and make your way over to the stairs, feeling much steadier on your feet under the weight of your gut than usual after the workout you got with it.<<else>>You make your way over to the stairs, walking with a bit of a wobble at first as you adjust to the weight of your gut.<</if>> Faint but heavy sloshing noises reach your ears as you head upstairs and through the halls, the thick soup that used to be $lastPrey getting jostled around by your footsteps. You carry on across the bridge and around the corner to Room K219, a rumbling groan from your stomach announcing your arrival as you waddle into the room. <<if !$escapismLabAlice>>Professor Slate glances over at you as you walk into the room... and narrows her eyes. "Ah, Miss $last," she says. "So nice of you to join us today<<if $escapismA < 3>>, it seems to happen so rarely<</if>>. I presume you timed your meal just as poorly yesterday as you did today? I do hope you understand how poorly a missed lab reflects on your grade." "Y-Yes ma'am, sorry..." you mumble, averting your gaze.<<if $slateFavor > -3>> <<set $slateFavor -= 1>>@@color:red;Slate is very disappointed in you for skipping class.@@<<if !(($ateBrooke > 1) and ($emmaRel > 0))>> <</if>><</if>><<else>>Professor Slate glances over at you as you head for an open seat and gives you a quick nod, though you swear you saw her roll her eyes.<</if>><<if ($ateBrooke > 1) and ($emmaRel > 0)>> Emma is already there when you arrive, and <<if $ateBrooke is 3>>she's giving you a very confused look. You raise an eyebrow, then smirk as you remember that you're still wearing Brooke's jacket. You tug on the collar for emphasis, then pat your belly as you shuffle over to her seat.<<else>>she's giving your gut a curious look. With a smirk, you shuffle over to her seat.<</if>> "Hey Emma! You'll never guess who I ran into at lunch," you say with a laugh. You heft your gut up onto her desk, letting out a satisfying thud and a faint sloshing sound. "...Stacy!" Her eyes widen. You only let her think you're a monster for a few seconds before continuing. "And she was being picked on by this //*uurp*// asshole in a varsity jacket, so I went ahead and swooped in for a more filling lunch before things got ugly." "You ate Brooke?" Emma says, barely stifling the excitement in her voice. "Yep! She was //*uuurp*// delicious~" you say, clenching your stomach to intentionally push out a burp. "So you guys are off the hook! I figured you wouldn't have any complaints considering she was literally in the middle of trying to eat Stacy when I did it." "Yeah of course, thanks so much $name!" she replies. She very gently grabs at your belly with one hand, giving it a little squeeze, then shakes her head and turns her attention back to you with a warm smile. "I really, really appreciate you helping her out like that. You're the best, $name."<<if $emmaRel < 6>> <<if $emmaRel is 1>><<Emma 2>><<else>><<Emma 1>><</if>><</if>> Before you can say anything more, Slate very conspicuously clears her throat and you glance over to see her glaring at you. Getting the message, you cut your conversation short and pull your jiggling belly off of Emma's desk, hurrying over to squeeze into the nearest open seat.<<else>> <<if $ateBrooke is 3>>Emma is already there when you arrive, and you notice her giving you a very confused look. The only acknowledgement you give her is a shrug as you carry on your way.<</if>>You struggle to find a comfortable position at your desk thanks to the bulk of your gut, but thankfully it's softened enough that leaving it to slightly squish against the desk isn't too much of an issue.<</if>><<if $day9EmmaAdvice > 1>> Shortly after you settle into your seat, Emma arrives right when Slate stands up from her desk. Blushing, she hurries to an open desk. Her body has mostly worked through what remains of Brooke at this point, but she's still sporting an incriminating potbelly. A visible bulge, but small enough that most people might not have noticed if she weren't very obviously pulling down her sweater to try and keep it concealed. Even the professor briefly raises an eyebrow at her before continuing on to begin today's lesson.<<else>> Slate stands up to begin today's lesson not long after you settle in.<</if>>\ <<else>>\ <<if $ateRobin > 1>>You make your way upstairs and down the hall to Room K219, what's left of Robin still faintly sloshing around inside your belly as you walk.<<elseif $day10SunnyYoga>>You, Sunny, and Cynthia cross through the courtyard and over to the dining hall, heading right for the buffet once you step out of the cold. There's a spread of pizza that looks particularly enticing after your workout prepared for lunch today. You fix a plate and head for an open table, joining the two juniors for a pleasant meal. Based on the vibe she had been giving you, you were expecting Cynthia to opt for a salad instead, but she actually took more slices than you and Sunny combined. You've never seen someone eat as quickly as she does without coming off as a slob before. The three of you chat for a while, but unfortunately you aren't able to hang around for long with your class coming up. After a friendly farewell, you make your way back to your dorm to get changed out of your workout clothes, then head back out into the halls and upstairs to Room K219.<<elseif ($ateBrooke is 1) or ($day10Workout > 0)>>/*the versions involving eating Elly while working out will be caught by that separate variable check and not included here*/You head out into the hall, carrying on your way until you arrive at Room K219 for Escapism.<<else>>You make your way out of the dining hall, heading upstairs and across the bridge back to Karbo. A little further down the hall and you arrive at Room K219.<</if>> <<if !$escapismLabAlice>>Professor Slate glances over at you as you walk into the room... and narrows her eyes. "Ah, Miss $last," she says. "So nice of you to join us today<<if $escapismA < 3>>, it seems to happen so rarely<</if>>. I do hope you understand how poorly a missed lab reflects on your grade." "Y-Yes ma'am, sorry..." you mumble, averting your gaze as you head for the nearest open chair.<<if $day9EmmaAdvice < 2>> She sighs and stands up to begin teaching almost right away.<</if>><<if $slateFavor > -3>> <<set $slateFavor -= 1>>@@color:red;Slate is very disappointed in you for skipping class.@@<</if>><<else>>Professor Slate glances over and nods at you when you walk into the room<<if $day9EmmaAdvice < 2>>, and shortly after taking your seat she stands up to begin today's lesson.<<else>>.<</if>><</if>><<if $day9EmmaAdvice > 1>> Shortly after you settle into your seat, Emma arrives right when Slate stands up from her desk. Blushing, she hurries to an open desk. Her body has mostly worked through what remains of Brooke at this point, but she's still sporting an incriminating potbelly. A visible bulge, but small enough that most people might not have noticed if she weren't very obviously pulling down her sweater to try and keep it concealed. Even the professor briefly raises an eyebrow at her before continuing on to begin today's lesson.<</if>>\ <</if>> "Everyone settle down, class has begun. Today, we will briefly be focusing on one last aspect of a predator's behavior you can take advantage of for your own benefit to cap off this unit," she says, starting to write something on the whiteboard as she speaks. "It is unlikely you will find yourself in a situation where this is relevant, but particularly while you are on campus it is far from impossible. Our lesson today is about what to do if you find yourself in a stomach where you are not the only prey..." She launches into a small lecture about how the situation changes if a predator is gluttonous enough to swallow more than one person at a time. This offers both new challenges and opportunities to you as prey--with a predator's stomach stretched so far, they're going to be more vulnerable to any sort of resistance you can muster, but you're also going to find yourself much more cramped for space than usual, which can make it difficult to move around. She focuses primarily on dual-prey situations at first. "Although even less likely, it is not unheard of for predators to be able to push their limits to the point of fitting a third prey into their stomachs," she says. "The situation in these cases is much the same, simply exacerbated. By the point of fitting in a third prey, the predator's gut will have stretched so far and grown so large that it begins to be comparable to Selene Mercato's ego. This--" Someone in the back of the room blurts out a surprised laugh loud enough to briefly interrupt her. You turn and see that the source was... //Alice//. She has a hand clamped over her mouth and her eyes are wide. Without a word, she jumps out of her seat and hurries out of the room. "This means that even the most experienced predators will be unable to apply many of the most common techniques for restraining you anymore," Slate continues without missing a beat. Her only acknowledgement of the outburst is to loudly tap the board to reclaim the attention of those that looked away. "Their gut is too heavy and unwieldy to shake around in any effective manor, too large for their arms or legs alone to be effective at applying pressure. If their stomach muscles are strong enough they may pose a threat even stretched so thin, but in general they will have to rely on their body weight and surroundings to hinder you, restrictions you can exploit..." <<if $aliceRel > 0>>\ You find yourself a little distracted, thinking about the odd display from Alice as Slate carries on. She can't have gotten very far yet, wherever she went, maybe you should check on her... \ [[Go check on Alice->Escapism- Alice Concern]] <<link "Leave her alone">><<replace "#choice">>But, you think better of it. It's probably none of your concern, and there's no way //Alice// would actually be appreciative of the gesture. By the time she returns, Slate is more than halfway through her lesson. Uncharacteristically for a disruption from Alice of all people, Slate seems to join her in pretending the incident never happened. The end of the lecture hammers home that the main advantage you have in a multi-prey situation... is your fellow prey. It can be easy to get demoralized when a predator proves themselves skilled and confident enough to take on such a feat, but many fail to realize that two //coordinated// people easily have the potential to be more dangerous than just their individual struggling combined. So long as you work together with those trapped in the stomach alongside you, even predators so skilled that you wouldn't stand any chance at escaping alone become a manageable threat. As Slate's lesson comes to an end, class is dismissed and everyone starts to filter out of the room. Alice is one of the first out the door, clearly eager to avoid needing to address her outburst. [[Carry on with your day->October 30th- Afternoon]]<</replace>><</link>> <<else>>\ You find yourself a little distracted, thinking about the odd display from Alice as Slate carries on. She's missed half the lesson by the time she finally returns to the room, acting like nothing happened. Uncharacteristically for a disruption from Alice of all people, Slate also seems content to let the incident slide. The end of the lecture hammers home that the main advantage you have in a multi-prey situation... is your fellow prey. It can be easy to get demoralized when a predator proves themselves skilled and confident enough to take on such a feat, but many fail to realize that two //coordinated// people easily have the potential to be more dangerous than just their individual struggling combined. So long as you work together with those trapped in the stomach alongside you, even predators so skilled that you wouldn't stand any chance at escaping alone become a manageable threat. As Slate's lesson comes to an end, class is dismissed and everyone starts to filter out of the room. Alice is one of the first out the door, clearly eager to avoid needing to address her outburst. <<if $aliceRel < 0>><<if $fullness > 1>><<linkreplace "Hurry and catch up to taunt her about it">>Grinning, you shoot up from your seat to hurry after her. Or rather, you would have if you hadn't forgotten to account for your current bulk in your haste. <<if $fullness > 3>>Your gut immediately catches on the desk and you just barely react in time to stop it from tipping over.<<else>>The swell of your belly is still large enough to knock into the desk as you rise to your feet, making you scramble to stop it from tipping over.<</if>> With an embarrased blush, you carefully straighten it and make sure it's stable before turning your attention back to the door. You sigh--Alice was in a hurry, even that brief diversion will have given her plenty of time to get away... <</linkreplace>><<else>>[[Hurry and catch up to taunt her about it->October 30th- Taunt Alice]]<</if>> <</if>>[[Carry on with your day->October 30th- Afternoon]]\ <</if>>

<<if $preyHealth <= 0>> <<append "#digestion">> <<set $ateRobin to 2>> You sit down against the wall, letting out a long sigh. Your prey hasn't been moving with anywhere near the same fervor as before, and you're happy to savor any reprieve she gives you. Getting curious, you reach a little bit to the side to pick up Robin's glasses, then use them to prod <<if $acidStage > 2>> the general area where her head was earlier.<<else>>the defined bulge of her head.<</if>> "//*Urrrp!*// Hey, you still kicking in there?" you ask. There's no response at first, so you jab the spot a few more times. Right when you're about to take it as a sign of victory, Robin's body suddenly jerks to life. Her energy is too drained for it to hurt, but it still takes you by surprise. <<if !_tauntRetaliation>>"You're... a prodigy..."<<else>>"You're... a demon..."<</if>> she utters. Her voice sounds delirious from a lack of clean air. "All that time... and research... for nothing..." "I wouldn't say it was for nothing. There's no shame in contributing to something greater than yourself," you assure her, giving the top of your gut a loving pat.<<if _earlyLoss>> "Besides, you had me on the ropes pretty early. If anything it's your fault for getting cocky!"<</if>> <<if !_tauntRetaliation>>"Heh... I guess so... you definitely earned it..." You can barely hear the end of her sentence as the roar from your stomach starts to drown out her weakened voice. <</if>> She doesn't say anything else, instead slumping over in what you have to assume is defeat. Just to be sure, you give your stomach a heavy shake, stirring up whatever amount of air is left in there. "//*ooOOOUUURRRP!!*// And to the victor go the spoils.~" @@color:lime;Robin has been digested!@@ You grin to yourself after such a satisfying meal. With nowhere you need to be anytime soon, you decide to sit around for a while and savor your victory. You run your hands along the contours of Robin's body, feeling it gradually fade into a semisolid sludge over the course of a half-hour or so. Every once in a while you give your belly a squeeze, noticing your hands sink slightly deeper each time as you force up a heavy belch. The routine feels slightly addictive, but eventually you decide it would be a good time to head back, your belly letting out a loud slosh in the process of getting back to your feet. You caress your rumbling gut with one hand as you begin the lumbering trek back to your dorm, leaving Robin's shoes and backpack behind while your free hand idly plays around with her glasses. You start to daydream a bit on your way downstairs, free to do so now that everyone else in the halls is giving you a wide berth. This was a fantastic way to spend your morni-- "//$name.//" you hear a stern, familiar voice call out, snapping you back to the real world. "Where have you been this past hour?" "P-Professor Juniper!" you gasp. She has an unimpressed look on her face, but more glaringly, you notice the //115// laminated on the door behind her. "I, uh, got into some trouble on my way from breakfast," you say, giving your gut a shake with your empty hand. It lets out a noisy gurgle in response. "I'm not kidding, she totally had it coming!" "Mmm-hmm." she replies, her expression unfazed. "Well, you don't look like you spent any time in //her// stomach. I don't want to be unfair, but in your current condition I at least expect you to show up late," she says. "Yes ma'am..." you say, hoping she'll leave it at that. "And what's this?" she says, taking a step forward as she plucks the glasses from your hand. She inspects them for a moment, like she's trying to put a face to the lenses. "Listen up, young lady. While there's no rule against taking keepsakes from your prey, that doesn't make it any less... disrespectful," she says, her tone gaining a slightly sharper edge. "<<if $juniperFavor > 0>>You're a very promising student, $name. <</if>>I don't want to see this kind of behavior from you again. Are we clear?" "Y-Yes ma'am. I'm sorry," you say, looking down at the floor. In truth you were probably going to throw them in the first garbage you walked by, but arguing with your teacher isn't going to make things any better. "Good. I'll be seeing you on Friday then," she says, framing it more like a statement than a goodbye. You simply nod as she takes her leave down the hall. A few seconds after she's out of sight, you give your belly a light shove in frustration before continuing back to your dorm.. @@color:red;Juniper is disappointed with you.@@<<set $juniperFavor -= 1>> <<include "playerPredEnd">>[[Head back to your dorm->October 30th- After Hunt]] <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 3>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <<append "#digestion">> "Come on<<if _afterGlasses>> $name<</if>>, is this really worth it? I mean, this is good practice and all, but I'd rather be getting graded for it." Robin asks, briefly putting her escape attempt on hold while she waits for a response. <</append>> <<replace "#special">> <<link "Talk normally">> <<append "#digestion">> "Wait, seriously? You're not upset because I ate you, but //*urrp*// because you're missing class?" "Well... yeah? This is a school, isn't it? I don't know what everyone else came here for, but this isn't just a hobby for me." "I guess that's fair... but you've really never skipped to digest somebody before?" "Of course not! I plan my hunts out weeks in advance.<<if !_afterGlasses>> And unlike some people, I don't see the point in attacking someone who can't fight back!<</if>>" <</append>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <</link>> <<link "Taunt Her">> <<set $preyFrustration += 1>> <<set _taunted += 1>> <<append "#digestion">> "Are you joking? If I were you, I'd be worrying //*urrrp*// more about my life right now than a bad grade," you jeer, taking a jab at her with your thumb. It may not be the wisest course of action, but based on how you handled her initial assault, you're confident about being able to handle whatever else she throws at you. "Wow. Real scary," she responds dryly, letting out an annoyed sigh. "Well, don't say I didn't warn you!" "Do your worst, nerd.~" <</append>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <</link>> <</replace>> <<elseif $turn is 6>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <<append "#digestion">> "Okay I'll admit it--it's really impressive that your stomach can hold out this long. You've got talent! What's your secret? Do you eat people all the time, or do you just study a lot?" <</append>> <<replace "#special">> <<link "Just answer her">> <<append "#digestion">> "Uhh... I mean, it's not //*urrp*// like I don't pay attention in class," you respond, giving your squirming belly a rub while your mind searches for a better answer. "Plus we get to eat each other anytime we want. Never found a need to study every night on top of all that." "You should though! Vore is so fascinating--just imagine how much you'd discover if you really put your mind to it. You'd be a phenom! A revolutionary in our field!" "Eh, I'm sure I'll be fine like this." <</append>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <</link>> <<link "Taunt Her">> <<set $preyFrustration += 1>> <<set _taunted += 1>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $reputation[0] is "glutton">>"Honestly? I lost count of how many people I've //*urrp*// digested at this point. Just know you're not the first, and you definitely won't be the last,"<<else>>"Why should I tell you? The only //*urrp*// thing that //should// be obvious is that you're not as good at this as you think,"<</if>> you respond, giving the side of your gut a wicked smack. The satisfaction from her squeal helps make up for the stinging pain you've inflicted on yourself in the process. "Big talk for someone who's about to puke!" she retorts, her voice wavering slightly more than usual. "I may have a long way to go, but I can promise my future here is a lot brighter than yours!" "Your future is down the drain, sweetheart. But look on the plus side! You won't need perfect eyesight to find your way through sewer pipes!" <</append>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <</link>> <</replace>> <</if>>

<<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "relax">> <<if $preyAction is "probe">> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> You consider for a moment whether or not you should put a stop to whatever she's planning, but ultimately brush it off. Instead, you decide to let your belly take care of business on its own. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "massage">> <<if $preyAction is "probe">> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> You consider for a moment whether or not you should put a stop to whatever she's planning, but ultimately brush it off. Instead, you decide to give your belly a soothing rub across its stretched surface. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "squeeze">> <<if $preyAction is "probe">> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> Not too worried about whatever she's up to, you decide to go on the offensive by putting some pressure on the girl's distinct form. If anything, a little involvement on your end will probably be enough to throw her off track anyway. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "taunt">> <<set _taunted += 1>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <<case "shake">> <<if $preyAction is "brace">> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> You identify Robin's defensive approach, and in an effort to stay one step ahead, you hold the sides of your gut like you're about to attack again. However, you instead begin rocking it side to side with some serious vigor, stirring up some gas <<if $acidStage > 1>>and sizzling fluid <</if>>in the process. Her startled reaction is a good sign, but her demeanor otherwise doesn't change one bit. If anything she sounds impressed. <</append>> <<elseif $preyAction is "rest">> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> Sporting a smug grin, you decide to take advantage of Robin's repose in an unorthodox way. Instead of attacking her directly, you grab hold of your belly on both sides and shake it as hard and as wildly as you can manage. <<if $acidStage > 0>>This far along, there's an audible sloshing sound accompanying even your most subtle movements. <</if>>She doesn't sound very comfortable in there, but also isn't outright panicking like most prey would in her situation. <</append>> <<elseif $preyAction is "probe">> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> Not too worried about whatever she's up to, you decide to go on the offensive by stirring up some of your gut's contents. If anything, a little involvement on your end will probably be enough to throw her off track anyway. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "damaged">> <<if $preyHealthThreshold is 3>> <<append "#digestion">> Robin's actions have been exceptionally calculated in their quest to upset your stomach, almost like she's sticking to a formula. After a while though, she pauses to whisper to herself. "Hmm... is this working? Or should I be doing--" Your gut takes her inaction as a chance to utter its loudest groan yet, which prompts its passenger back into fighting spirit. In any case, you're certain that //your// approach is working just fine. @@color:chartreuse;Your stomach is taking its toll on Robin!@@ <</append>> <<elseif $preyHealthThreshold is 2>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _tauntRetaliation>> Robin's actions have been very calculated in their quest to upset your stomach, almost like she's sticking to a formula. After a while though, she pauses to whisper to herself. "Hmm... is this working? Or should I be doing--" Your gut takes her inaction as a chance to utter its loudest groan yet, which prompts its passenger back into fighting spirit. In any case, you're certain that //your// approach is working just fine. @@color:chartreuse;Your stomach is taking its toll on Robin!@@ <<else>> While they started out calm and methodical, Robin's actions have since become anything but. Her inordinate thrashing is tough to withstand, but there's solace in knowing you have her exactly where you want her. Your stomach seems to agree based on the deafening groan it just uttered. There's no way she can keep this up! @@color:chartreuse;Your stomach is taking its toll on Robin!@@ <</if>> <</append>> <<elseif ($preyHealthThreshold is 1) and !_tauntRetaliation>> <<append "#digestion">> A loud roar from your stomach is enough to make Robin flinch both physically and verbally. Her efforts to probe for weaknesses and exploit them are decidedly more frantic than they used to be, and even then they've lost some of the thunder they possessed at the start. "Fuck... Fuck! Are you a cyborg or something?" she stammers. "I'm following everything we were taught--hell, even more than that! I mean, nice work and all, but how are you still standing!? "I dunno. Did you ever consider that I'm just better?" you shrug, smiling at her praise. @@color:lime;Robin is on her last legs!@@ <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "progress">> <<if ($progress is 2) and ($turn < 3)>> <<set _earlyLoss to true>> <<append "#digestion">> A searing pain shoots through your bloated gut. It's a cramp unlike few you've ever felt, and you're quite literally brought to your knees by it. Robin giggles when your hands wrap around her in the process of trying to suppress the ache. "Hey now, what happened to all that bravado? I need you to toughen up in case we get paired for a lab someday! C'mon! Fight back!" It feels strange to get a motivational speech from your prey of all places. Strange //and// humiliating. Regardless of your hurt feelings, you do manage to rise back to your feet, though it helps that she's willingly paused her attack for the time being. "Round two! Dingding!" "Shut up..." you bite back. All you get in return is another giggle. @@color:red;Your prey is gaining the upper hand.@@ <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<default>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</switch>>

<<if $turn is 0>> <<set $preyAction to "probe">> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> Confident as you are, there's something ominous about Robin's chipper attitude in wake of being devoured. Her hands have already begun to feel around your insides in a very methodical fashion, like she's searching for the perfect spot to strike. <</append>> <<elseif (_taunted > 3) and !_tauntRetaliation>> <<set _tauntRetaliation to true>> <<set $predName to "snapped">> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<set _preyActionIntensity to 2>> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<set $preyFrustration += 2>> <<append "#digestion">> "Okay seriously, what the //HELL// is your problem!?" Robin shouts, giving your stomach walls an emphatic shove. "Why do so many people treat vore like a fucking power fantasy? It's a miracle of human anatomy! A true art form! Start //TREATING// it like one!" "Hey, that's something we predators get to decide. Not whiny dorks like y--!" you stutter, cut off by the sheer turmoil she's inflicting on your poor belly. If her violent thrashing is anything to go by, your taunts have really gotten under her skin. "...ugh, give up and digest already!" "You fucking wish!" she yells, absolutely battering your insides now. "How are you //still// standing!?" The tone of her voice has shifted from casual to something more like panic or anger--you aren't entirely sure which. Meanwhile, her once coordinated efforts have lost all semblance of structure, relying on brute force now instead of her earlier tactics. <</append>> <<elseif $preyExhaustion > 2>> <<set $preyAction to "rest">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <<elseif $preyFrustration > 3>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <<elseif (($lastAction is "crush") or ($lastAction is "squeeze") or ($lastAction is "shake")) and ($lastPreyAction is "probe")>> <<set $preyAction to "struggle">> <<set _preyActionIntensity to 2>> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <<elseif ($progress > 2) or ($preyHealthThreshold < 2)>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <<elseif $lastAction is "crush">> <<set $preyAction to "brace">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <<elseif $lastPreyAction is "probe">> <<set $preyAction to "struggle">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <<elseif ($preyHealthThreshold < 3) and ($lastAction is "squeeze")>> <<set $preyAction to "brace">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <<elseif ($lastAction is "shake") and (($lastPreyAction is "brace") or ($lastAction is "rest"))>> <<set $preyAction to "probe">> <<set $preyFrustration -= 1>> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <<elseif (($lastAction is "relax") or ($lastAction is "massage")) and ($lastPreyAction is "probe")>> <<set $preyAction to "struggle">> <<set _preyActionIntensity to 2>> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <<else>> <<if _tauntRetaliation>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <<else>> <<set $preyAction to "probe">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <</if>> <<append "#digestion">> <</append>>

<<Time 11>>\ You cry out in anguish when your would-be prey's latest blow sends a seismic wave of discomfort across your stomach. The gurgles make it sounds like the organ itself is weeping, and each subsequent strike only magnifies the pain. It's no use anymore. There's nothing you or your hands can do to mitigate what she's doing, and you can already feel her head rising back into your esophagus. If anything, you're looking forward to her exit. <<if $predName != "snapped">>"There we go! See, was that so hard?" Robin says<<else>>"Fucking finally!" Robin growls<</if>>--her sentence began inside your throat, and ends with her body sticking halfway outside your mouth. You're reminded that she's still virtually blind when she all but faceplants on the ground.<<if $turn < 3>> Her light clothes are soaked with fluid, but otherwise haven't suffered any notable damage.<<elseif $turn < 6>> After its run through your insides, her tank top is sporting a number of acid-tinged stains and holes of varying sizes.<<elseif $turn < 9>> Her clothes have suffered some visible damage, including a number of large holes and tears across her top and some fraying at both ends of her acid-drenched jeans.<<else>> The girl's clothes are beyond salvage--the durable denim of her jeans has withered to a point where it looks more like a ripped skirt than proper pants, and her top fared even worse. The only thing left of it is shredded scraps of fabric scattered throughout the puddle of your vomit.<</if>> <<if $turn < 3>>"Holy shit..."<<else>>"God dammit..."<</if>> you sputter, collapsing first to your knees, then sideways onto the cold tile floor. Your belly is empty and flat, but a throbbing ache persists in spite of your desperate attempts to quell it. The desire to shut your eyes is overridden only by common sense--considering the circumstance, you're worried about Robin's next move. <<if ($turn < 9) and ($predName != "snapped")>>"Hey! That was kind of annoying, but pass me my glasses and we'll call it square," she casually requests, standing with one of her slime-covered hands against her hip. Not wanting to provoke her any more than you already have, you tenderly reach one of your hands out toward the black-rimmed glasses and slide them into her foot. The contact makes her whole demeanor perk up, and doubly so once she fixes them back into place on her head. "Woohoo!" she cheers, looking around until she sees you laying on the ground. Her expression is near apologetic. "Uh... sorry about that. But lesson learned, right? No matter how good someone is, they can always use more practice!" she winks, stepping around you to grab her backpack and shoes. "See ya!" Despite being covered in vomit and other fluids from your stomach, she's still as chipper as ever heading down the hall, presumably on her way to feed herself to someone else in a lab. You give your condolences to whoever that ends up being.<<elseif $predName != "snapped">>"Hey! That was kind of annoying, but pass me my glasses and we'll call it square," she casually requests, standing with one of her slime-covered hands against her bare hip. Not wanting to provoke her any more than you already have, you tenderly reach one of your hands out toward the black-rimmed glasses and slide them into her foot. The contact makes her whole demeanor perk up, and doubly so once she fixes them back into place on her head. "Woohoo!" she cheers, becoming aware of her indecent state shortly after. A tinge of red seeps onto her porcelain face as she crosses her arms over her chest. "Uh... sorry about that. But lesson learned, right? No matter how good someone is, they can always use more practice!" she winks, stepping around you to grab her backpack and shoes. "See ya!" Despite being covered in vomit and other fluids from your stomach, she's still as chipper as ever heading down the hall, presumably to get changed before feeding herself to another person in class. You give your condolences to whoever that ends up being.<<elseif ($turn < 9) and ($predName is "snapped")>>"Ugh... give me my fucking glasses. //Now!//" she demands, her squinty-eyed glare fixated directly on you. "Unless you want to take your turn?" In no position to defend yourself from her wrath, you tenderly reach one of your hands out toward the black-rimmed glasses and slide them into her foot. Her demeanor perks up slightly, but not enough to make you think she'll let your actions slide. "You're lucky I have a lab next..." She growls again, fixing her glasses back into place on her head. "Stick to eating vegetables until you actually know what you're doing!" You brace for the worst when Robin takes a step closer to you, but all she does is reach for her backpack and shoes. She turns for one last scowl as she departs down the hall, presumably towards her next class despite her soaked, bile-stenched condition. You feel bad for whoever ends up as her lab partner after all that.<<else>>"Ugh... give me my fucking glasses. //Now!//" she demands, her squinty-eyed glare fixated directly on you. "Unless you want to take your turn?" In no position to defend yourself from her wrath, you tenderly reach one of your hands out toward the black-rimmed glasses and slide them into her foot. Her demeanor perks up slightly, but not enough to make you think she'll let your actions slide. "You're lucky I have a lab next, which I'm //already// late for thanks to you," She growls again, fixing her glasses back into place on her head. "Stick to eating vegetables until you actually know what you're doing!" You brace for the worst when Robin takes a step closer to you, but all she does is reach for her backpack and shoes, the former of which colliding with your head as she roughly pulls it toward her. She turns for one last scowl as she departs down the hall, presumably to change before heading to her class. You feel bad for whoever ends up as her lab partner after all that.<</if>> There's not much you can do other than lay there until you recover. A few other students pass you by, one of them letting out a not-so-subtle laugh at your expense--it's pretty obvious what happened based on both your miserable state and the puddle of vomit nearby. Unfortunately, it'll only be a matter of time until someone sees you as an easy target. Not feeling like you could put up a proper fight right now, you force yourself back to your feet much sooner than you or your body would've liked, trudging back to your dorm. <<set $predName to "!ERR:setPredName">><<include "playerPredFail">>It's too late to bother with class, and you're in no condition to be looking for another meal right now, so you just relax and recover for a while.<<if $day9EmmaAdvice > 1>> You're careful not to disturb Emma, who's in the middle of sleeping off her morning meal.<</if>> <<if $day10SunnyYoga>>You keep an eye on the time, making sure that you aren't late for the yoga session you agreed to with Sunny. [[Get ready for Belly Yoga->October 30th- Belly Yoga]]<<else>> You think about how to spend your break between classes as noon approaches--with clubs later, this is probably your best chance to hit the gym today, though it might be better to appease your stomach with a meal it can keep down before doing anything else... [[Go work out->October 30th- Workout]] [[Just head to lunch->October 30th- Lunch]]<</if>>

<<Time 11>>\ <<if $day9EmmaAdvice > 1>>Finally arriving at your room, you turn the lock and push the door open, briefly caught off guard by Emma laying back on her bed, holding her phone above her head with one hand while the other rests atop her large, churning gut. Her head tilts slightly towards you. "Hey $name," she says, her voice sounding a bit lethargic. Despite that, she has a clear smile on her face. "Hey Emma!" you reply, waddling over to your own bed before plopping down on the side. "How was the rest of your morning?" "It's been good! I mean, I haven't gone anywhere--I actually just woke up a little bit ago," she says. "I'm guessing yours was good too?" "Yep! I missed out on breakfast earlier, so I went looking for some after I left," you answer with a grin, giving your belly a little shake in your lap. "Right, sorry about that. I would have shared if I could," Emma says with a slight laugh. She lets out a loud yawn, her fingertips sinking slightly into the tan-colored bulge that used to be Brooke in her gut. Her stomach is noticeably smaller than when you last saw her, but it's still distended enough for it to have obviously been a person at one point. "So, do you think you'll go to Escapism later?" you ask. "I probably will. It's still a few hours away, so I'm hoping I'll be a bit smaller by the time class starts," she says, followed by a sheepish laugh. "Makes sense. It's not a lab day though, so you shouldn't have anything to worry about." "I know! But... I dunno, I'd feel kinda weird if people were giving me looks the whole time," she explains. "It's not like I show up to class like this <<if $reputation[0] is "glutton">>as often as you do."<<else>>very often."<</if>> "True," you reply, smirking. "Lucky for you, I'll probably be drawing most of the attention today. I'll be working through this at //least// until club starts." You press your hand into the top of your comparatively larger gut for emphasis. "Oh gosh, you're right! What if it's still there during volleyball? Do you think it would get in the way?" "Hmm... now //that// might be a problem, actually," you start to say, watching her eyes widen. "I hear that if you rack up too many violations, the National Volleyball Committee gives you a lifetime ban." Emma gives you an unamused look, but you both burst out laughing a few seconds later. It puts a nice cap on your conversation for now as you retreat back to your own devices. Pulling out your laptop and headphones, you spend the next few hours <<if $leahRel > 1>>playing a strategy game Leah introduced you to a few weeks ago. The concept is a little strange, but you can't argue with how addicting it is--by the time you've gotten your fill of popping balloons,<<else>>binge watching a TV show you've gotten into recently. By the time you feel satisfied for the day,<</if>> it's already 1:50. Looking down, you can see that your stomach has done a number on Robin, though it's still distended and a bit noisy whenever you move. "Hey Emma, you ready to go to class?" you say, looking over at her as you take your headphones off. As expected, her stomach has dwindled down to just a small potbelly at this point. Considering how slim she is, it does still stick out a bit. "Oh! Has it really been that long already?" she says, rubbing her gut with a nervous look. "Sure, just let me use the bathroom first--you don't have to wait for me if you don't want." "Gotcha," you say. Considering it //is// Slate you're talking about, you decide to take Emma's advice and head out on your own. "See you there!"<<else>>Finally arriving at your room, you turn the lock and push the door open, ready to relax after your eventful morning. You waddle over your bed, enjoying the satisfying sound of your stomach contents sloshing around as you flop down onto the mattress. Pulling out your laptop and headphones, you spend the next several hours <<if $leahRel > 1>>playing a strategy game Leah introduced you to a few weeks ago. The concept is a little strange, but you can't argue with how addicting it is--by the time you've gotten your fill of popping balloons,<<else>>binge watching a TV show you've gotten into recently. By the time you feel satisfied for the day,<</if>> it's already 1:50. Looking down, you can see that your stomach has done a number on Robin, though it's still distended and a bit noisy whenever you move--thankfully you don't have a lab today. That said, you don't want to chance being late for a class Slate is running, so you don't waste any more time heading back out into the halls.<</if>> [[Head to class->October 30th- Escapism]]

<<if $ateBrooke > 0>><<Time 12.5>><<else>><<Time 12>><</if>>\ <<set _positive to false>><<set _negative to false>><<if ($malloryRel > -1) and ((($malloryUseful > 0) or ($malloryAce > 0)) or (($malloryRel > 1) and ($malloryAttention1 or ($ateBrooke > 0))))>><<set _positive to true>><</if>>\ <<if !_positive>>\ <<if $reputation[0] is "glutton">><<if ($malloryRel < 0) and ($malloryAttention3 > 1) and $malloryAttention2>><<set _negative to true>><</if>>\ <<elseif ($malloryRel < 2) and ($malloryAttention2 or ($malloryAttention3 > 2))>><<set _negative to true>>\ <<elseif ($malloryRel < 1) and ($malloryAttention1 or ($leahRel < 0) or ($malloryAttention3 > 0))>><<set _negative to true>>\ <<elseif $malloryRel < 0>><<set _negative to true>><</if>><</if>>\ <<if ($ateBrooke > 0) or ($preyName is "failed") or ($preyName is "ignored")>><<set _brooke to true>><<else>><<set _brooke to false>><</if>><<set _conversationOutcome to 0>>\ <<if $ateBrooke > 0>><<set $malloryAttention1 to true>>\ "<<if _negative>>Ah, $name!<<else>>Well hello there, $name!<</if>> I thought that was you," a familiar voice says. Mallory sits down across from you, eying your gut. She's wearing a a fairly low cut black dress, with a long-sleeved mauve shirt buttoned over it. "That was an impressive display, <<if $reputation[0] is "glutton">>I guess what people say about you is true!<<else>>I didn't realize you were such a skilled predator.<</if>>" "Oh, <<if $malloryRel < 1>>uh, hey Mallory.<<else>>hey Mallory!<</if>> //*urp*// Thanks," you say with a quick laugh, patting your belly. "Got to put a bully in her place and walk away with a //much// more filling meal--best lunch I've had in a while." "Oh I'm sure!<<if _positive>> It must be quite satisfying,<</if>>" she replies. "<<if _negative>> It's good to see you looking out for the class.<<else>><<if _positive>>It's wonderful<<else>>I'm glad<</if>> to know you're doing well--and looking out for the class at that!<</if>> It'll be nice to have one less troublemaker to worry about tomorrow, I've been working hard to get the word out and make sure everything goes smoothly..."\ <<else>>\ <<if $preyName is "failed">>Your stomach growls as you make your unceremonious return to the buffet line. As great as a live meal would've been, you're just happy to not be in Brooke's stomach right now. After grabbing a few pizza slices once you reach the front, you retreat to an empty table to enjoy lunch on your own. That is, until someone sits down across from you just a few seconds later. <<if _negative>>"Ah, I thought that was you $name,"<<else>>"Hello there $name!"<</if>> Mallory says, smiling as she settles into her seat. She's wearing a a fairly low cut black dress, with a long-sleeved mauve shirt buttoned over it. "That was quite brave, I'm impressed! I was too far away to help, but I saw the whole thing.<<if !_negative>> Thank goodness you both made it out alright!<</if>> Some predators just have no class, trying something like that right in the middle of the dining hall..." "Oh, <<if $malloryRel < 1>>uh, hey Mallory.<<else>>hey Mallory!<</if>> Thanks. I'm a little embarrassed about how close she got to flipping things around," you say, wiping a bit of saliva off your face with a napkin, "but I'm glad Stacy's alright at least." "Mmh, very heroic! I'm sure Emma will be very happy with you,<<if _positive>> she's lucky to have such a wonderful roommate,<</if>>" Mallory replies. <<if _negative>>"How has your day been otherwise?" "<<if $eatenByIliana>>Not the best<<else>>Eh, fine I guess<</if>>," you reply. "What about you?"<<else>>"I hope your day has been going well otherwise!" "Yeah, <<if $eatenByIliana>>more or less,<<else>>nothing much to complain about!<</if>>" you reply. "What about you, how have you been?"<</if>>\ <<else>>\ <<if $preyName is "ignored">><<if ($emmaRel < 2) and ($totalPrey > 2)>>You shrug and carry on getting your food--it's not your place to get between a predator and her prey. After grabbing a few slices of the pizza they have set out, you scan the room for a place to sit.<<else>>It may be uncomfortable to watch, but you decide you don't want to risk getting involved. You carry on to the buffet line, then grab a tray with a few pizza slices before scanning the room for somewhere to sit.<</if>> A few moments later, a loud gulping sound echoes through the cafeteria. Unable to keep yourself from looking, you glance towards the scuffle from earlier and see Stacy's lower half hanging from Brooke's mouth. Another swallow and the blonde girl's legs are flipped up in the air, sinking into the experienced predator's throat with ease. You look away after, but can't avoid hearing the loud belch that explodes from the bully's mouth. <<if $day9EmmaAdvice is 1>>You feel a bit of guilt leaving Emma's friend to fend for herself, but you //did// warn her this would happen. If Stacy can't escape, then at least Emma will end up learning this lesson the hard way.<<elseif $emmaRel < 2>>Better her than you--this was definitely the right choice.<<else>>It doesn't feel great letting Brooke get away with this, but if you'd stepped in, there's a chance it would be you fighting for your life instead. You made the right choice.<</if>> Finally locating an empty table, you sit down to enjoy a quiet meal alone. That lasts for just a few seconds before the place across from you is filled.\ <<elseif ($kaylaEnd is "alive") and ($day9EmmaAdvice < 2)>>\ You take a seat, settling in to enjoy a quiet meal alone. That lasts for all of a few seconds before the place across from you is filled.\ <<else>>\ You decide to head right over to grab lunch, <<if $eatenByIliana or ($ateRobin is 1)>>heading out of your room and upstairs to make your way over to Lampton<<else>>making your way upstairs and across the bridge<</if>>. The dining hall has quieted down quite a bit since breakfast, only a handful of tables occupied at the moment, and none by particularly familiar faces. You head over to the buffet line, pleasantly surprised to find that they have a few choices of pretty good looking pizza laid out. After fixing a plate, you take a seat at a nearby open table... and within just a few seconds of sitting down, the place across from you is filled.\ <</if>> "<<if _negative>>Hello, $name.<<else>>Hello there, $name!<</if>> <<if _positive>>So glad<<else>>Glad<</if>> I was able to catch you, it's been <<if _positive>>too long!<<else>>a minute,<</if>>" Mallory says, smiling as she settles into her seat. She's wearing a a fairly low cut black dress, with a long-sleeved mauve shirt buttoned over it. <<if $preyName is "ignored">>"Can you believe that little display just now? Right in the middle of the dining hall, honestly. Some people just have no class.<<if _negative and ($emmaRel > 2)>> Shame no one stepped in to help...<</if>>" "Oh, uh, hey <<if $malloryRel < 1>>Mallory.<<else>>Mallory!<</if>> Yeah, <<if $emmaRel > 1>>that was... unfortunate," you say with a sigh.<<else>>it was a bit much making such a scene. I guess this //is// the place to grab a meal though," you say with a slight laugh.<</if>> You glance over at Brooke, now sitting on the other side of the dining hall, and watch her give her thrashing gut a harsh smack, a grin plastered on her face. "Anyway, <<if $malloryRel < 1>>what's up?<<else>>how have you been?<</if>>"<<elseif ($kaylaEnd is "alive") and ($day9EmmaAdvice < 2)>>"Can you believe that little display just now? Right in the middle of the dining hall, honestly. Some people just have no class..." "Oh, uh, hey <<if $malloryRel < 1>>Mallory.<<else>>Mallory!<</if>> Yeah, it was a good thing Kayla was around! She really shut that down handily," you reply. <<if $malloryTargetKayla > 0>>"...Yes, wonderful that she was around to step in," Mallory says, a hint of dryness in her tone.<<else>>"Mmh, right," Mallory says.<</if>> "Anyways, how have you been? How's your day going?" "<<if $eatenByIliana>>Eh, I had kind of a rough morning, but I'm doing well<<else>>I'm doing well<</if>>," you reply. "How about you?"<<else>>"How have you been? How's your day going?" "Oh, <<if $malloryRel < 2>>uh, hey Mallory.<<else>>hey Mallory!<</if>> <<if $eatenByIliana>>Had kind of a rough morning, but I'm doing well<<else>>I'm doing well<</if>>," you reply. "How about you?"<</if>>\ <</if>> "<<if ($preyName is "ignored") and ($emmaRel < 2)>>True enough I suppose! I'm doing<<else>>Oh<</if>> just wonderful, thanks for asking darling! I've had quite the busy week trying to get everything settled for tomorrow, and spread the word of course," she says. She takes a quick bite of her food before continuing--she opted for a salad over the pizza. "But I'm excited enough that it hardly feels like work!"\ <</if>> <<if $malloryInfo1 > 0>>"Oh yeah, you're on the student council, right?" "Indeed I am! With luck, I'll be its president soon enough, but that's a matter for later," she says with a slight laugh. "I hope I can expect to see you there, I've really put my all into making this something special!" "Of course, I'll definitely be checking it out at least!" you say. "What all do you have planned?"<<set $malloryInfo1 to 2>><<else>>"Tomorrow? Are you helping out with the party?" you ask. "Of course! I'm a member of the student council, I thought you knew that," she says with a slight laugh. "I hope I can expect to see you there, I've really put my all into making this something special!" <<if $leahHalloween > 1>>"Oh, nice! Yeah, I'm definitely gonna be there," you say. "Me and Leah are planning on hanging out together." "Really? Oh that's wonderful! I've been trying all month to nudge her into going," Mallory replies with a smile. "I'm glad //someone// finally got through to her." "Hopefully she doesn't change her mind when the time comes, her costume is fantastic," you say. "Anyway, what all do you have planned for the party?"<<else>>"Oh, nice! Yeah, I'll definitely be <<if $samHalloween > 0>>there<<elseif $leahHalloween is 1>>stopping by for a little while<<else>>checking it out at least<</if>>," you say. "What all do you have planned?"<<set $malloryInfo1 to 1>><</if>><</if>> "Well, let me tell you, the old council was really lacking in ambition! The plans for decorations and refreshments were on point, sure, but they weren't giving people much to be excited about. Turning the gym into a dance floor, carving pumpkins with one of the teachers who insists on keeping that tradition, and a sort of 'runway' to show off your costume later in the night--that's all I had to work with as a baseline from past years," she explains. "Luckily, someone else this year already had the great idea of turning that runway into a proper costume contest! I was happy to advocate for that, I think it'll really elevate things this year. Of course, my personal project will be the most exciting addition!" "Is it a surprise?" "Oh my, no, I've already been spreading the word around! What's the one element that was missing from this Halloween celebration? The scares!" she says, clasping her hands together. "It's a staple of the holiday, after all. It was tough to get everyone on board and work out the logistics, but after weeks of planning, prepping, and pushing, everything is finally ready and approved. We're going to be turning the whole courtyard and the dining hall into a big haunted maze! Well, most of the courtyard, there will still be a normal path back to Karbo." "Oh, you mean like one of those things where actors jump out at you or<<if $ateBrooke > 0>> //*urp*//<</if>> chase you with a chainsaw?" you ask. "Exactly! Some of the other council members and trusted friends of ours are already prepped to 'chase' people through it and keep things lively. I'm afraid chainsaws weren't in the budget, though," she replies with a laugh. "The production quality on the maze itself will be a little lacking since we'll have to rush to assemble everything that night instead of having time for a dry run or any real polishing of the experience, but I'm quite proud of what we were able to accomplish given the constraints!" "That does sound like it could be fun!" you say.<<if $ateBrooke > 0>> You pause as a loud groan rumbles through your stomach, your belly visibly shifting a bit as a loud belch rushes up your throat. You pat it a few times as if to settle it before returning your attention to Mallory.<<elseif $preyName is "ignored">> On the other side of the room, Brooke belches loud enough to grab your attention. You glance over at her still-squirming gut, then back at Mallory.<</if>> <<if $totalPrey > 7>>"Though, maybe a more //dangerous// kind of fun than you're hoping for," you add<<if $ateBrooke > 0>>, patting your belly again for emphasis<<else>> with a smirk<</if>>.<<else>>"But also maybe a bit dangerous for this campus, if I'm honest."<</if>> "Oh come now, it'll be no more dangerous than walking the halls normally! Surely folks around here still know how to have fun," she replies with a dismissive wave of her hand. <<if _negative>>"Really, I think you should give it a chance! It's going to be the most exciting part of the night, I promise you'll have a great time.<<if $reputation[0] is "escape">> Besides, from what I hear someone of your talents should have no trouble at all even if worst comes to worst.<</if>>" "I mean, I'll think about it," you say with a shrug. "I'm sure you guys have put some thought into keeping it safe." "Of course, of course! I would hate for anything bad to happen on my watch," she replies.<<else>>"You are right that it will probably be //riskier// than staying in the main party area, so feel free to pass on it if you're nervous!" She seems slightly offended by the critique, but still in good spirits. You get the sense that was probably the main problem she had to push back against to get the idea approved, and she's tired of hearing it.<</if>> There's a brief pause in the conversation as <<if $ateBrooke > 0>>she starts to dig into her salad<<else>>you both start to dig into your food<</if>>. \ <<if $malloryInquiry2>>\ <<link "Tip her off that someone is spreading rumors about her">><<replace "#choice1">><<set $malloryInquiry2 to 2>><<set $malloryAce += 1>><<set _conversationOutcome += 2>>\ "You know, speaking of the party and potential<<if $ateBrooke > 0>> //*urrp*//<</if>> danger, actually, I overheard something the other day you should probably know about," you say. "Oh?" Mallory replies. She immediately perks up and gives you her full attention. "At lunch these two girls at the table next to me were talking loud enough that I could overhear, and one of them was spreading rumors about you," you explain<<if $ateBrooke > 0>>, idly rubbing your stomach as you talk<</if>>. "I don't know if it was her friend or roommate, but she was talking about how this girl named Jenny she knew was on the student council and went missing after having a big argument with you. She was telling her other friend that you ate her for disagreeing, and how she thinks you're 'dangerous' and 'sketchy'." "Well, that's just absurd! Jennifer was a bit abrasive, sure, but her input was very valuable in making sure things were as safe as they could be," Mallory says in a huff. She locks eyes with you. "I assure you I would never stoop to being so petty." "Hey, no worries, I wouldn't really care even if it were true. Not my business who you eat," you say<<if $ateBrooke > 0>>, patting your belly with a grin<<else>> with a quick laugh<</if>>. "I just figured you should be aware, since //she// definitely meant it to badmouth you." She eyes you for a moment, then a subtle smirk spreads across her lips. "Right, thank you. It's a relief to know I can rely on you," she says. <<if ($malloryUseful > 0) and ($ateBrooke > 0)>> She gestures at your stomach. "I don't suppose you... gave her the same treatment for this, did you?" "Ha! I'm afraid not," you reply. "I wasn't feeling quite that //*urp*// bold at the time." "Fair enough! Did you get her name at least? I'd love to clear things up before she spreads any of that nonsense too far," she says, a somewhat devious glint in her eye.<<else>>"I don't suppose you caught this girl's name? Maybe I can clear things up before she spreads any of that nonsense too far."<</if>> You didn't, but you give her as good of a description as you can recall.<</replace>><<toggleclass "#choice2" "hide">><</link>> <<link "Confront her about the rumors you overheard">><<replace "#choice1">><<set $malloryInquiry2 to 3>><<set $malloryAttention4 += 3>>\ "Ah, sorry, I guess that was a little rude. Seeing as you definitely already knew it was going to be dangerous," you say, giving her a slight glare. "But you found a convenient enough way to<<if $ateBrooke > 0>> //*uurp*//<</if>> 'convince' the rest of the council, right?"<<if $ateBrooke > 0>> you continue, pushing out a burp to emphasize what you're getting at.<</if>> "Excuse me?" Mallory replies. Her mouth falls flat and she matches your glare with a dangerous glint in her eyes. "I haven't the faintest idea what you're getting at." "Oh come on, you don't have to pretend. Really, it's a pretty obvious way to go about it at this school," you say. "Not enough people were on board with your idea, so you had your //stomach// help push the vote in your favor, right? Does the name Jenny jog your memory? That's the one I've heard of for sure, but I'm sure she wasn't the only one you dealt with that way." "Jenny? She was at our last meeting, did something happen to her..? I'm not sure where this is coming from, but I can assure you I didn't eat her," she says. She smiles, though there's still an intense look in her eye. "You seem quite convinced though, and I'm not going to waste breath arguing against such absurd accusations. Instead, let's pretend you're right, and that I'm a glutton who's been eating people to get my way. What exactly is the problem there that has you so upset? Girls eat each other every day here for little to no reason<<if $ateBrooke > 0>>--you're even working through one right now<<elseif $reputation[0] is "glutton">>--I'd expect //you// of all people in our class to be alright with that<</if>>. Why should //I// be vilified for it, in this hypothetical?" "<<if $ateBrooke > 0>>First off, I //*urp*// //had// a reason for eating Brooke. Second, //this//<<else>>//This//<</if>> is the problem," you reply. "You're putting on this act that you're totally innocent and friendly, instead of just owning up to your eating habits. It's super sketchy. Makes me think I can't trust you on //anything//." "Mmh, I see. And you really think that an elaborate act put on for no clear purpose is more likely than the truth, that I'm just being honest with you? That hurts, $name, I'm not sure where you got these ideas from," Mallory says with a sigh. "And here I was going out of my way to catch up and get to know you better..." "...I <<if $malloryRel < 0>>really<<else>>kind of<</if>> doubt that, honestly." She scoffs and gets up from her seat. "Well! I'm not just going to sit here and be slandered. I still hope you'll enjoy the party tomorrow, <<if $ateBrooke > 0>>though now I'm starting to worry this little display here was more //opportunistic// than heroic," she says in a huff, gesturing to your gut, "so do try to control yourself. I think we're done here."<<else>>but I think we're done here," she says in a huff.<</if>> <<if $reputation[0] is "glutton">>She grabs her tray and leaves without another word.<<else>>She leans forward to grab her food and pauses, shooting you a look. "Although, I must say, if you //really// believe this picture of me you've painted is true... it's impressively bold to accuse me outright like this, don't you think?" She stands back upright with a smile. "Anyways, enjoy <<if $ateBrooke > 0>>your meal<<else>>the rest of your day<</if>>, I suppose."<</if>> <<Mallory -2>> You watch her carefully as she walks off, quickly finding another table to sit at and presumably promote the party, looking cheerful as ever. You keep an eye on her for a while as you <<if $ateBrooke > 0>>settle back in to digest<<else>>pick at your food<</if>>, feeling a bit wary <<if $reputation[0] is "glutton">>of her intentions<<else>>after those parting words<</if>>. She changes tables a few times, but eventually leaves to move on with her day without so much as a glance back in your direction.<<if $preyName is "ignored">> Around the same time, Stacy's final fate is announced by a belch so loud it echoes off the walls and briefly quiets the room. Brooke rises to her feet with a grin, enjoying the eyes she pulled, and gives her gut a smack before heading off toward the door, her gut smooth and motionless beyond the bouncing of her footsteps. <<if $emmaRel > 1>>You sigh and turn your attention back to your phone<<elseif $totalPrey > 2>>You're almost a little jealous<<else>>You roll your eyes and turn your attention back to your phone<</if>>.<</if>> As your class draws near, you <<if $ateBrooke > 0>>push yourself up out of your seat<<else>>clean up your tray<</if>> and follow suit. [[Head to Escapism->October 30th- Escapism]]<</replace>><</link>> <</if>>\ <<link "Compliment her passion for the Halloween party">><<replace "#choice1">><<set $malloryInfo1 to 2>><<set _conversationOutcome += 1>>\ "I'm really impressed with how much effort you're putting into this!" you say with a smile. "You seem really passionate about it. Is this sort of event planning a big interest for you?" "Oh, well thank you darling!<<if _positive>> That means a lot, coming from you.<</if>> I have been giving it my all," she says with a laugh. "I suppose I do enjoy putting these things together! My real passion, though, is simply making people happy." She smiles and clasps her hands together. "It's always wonderful when a plan comes together and you see everyone enjoying themselves because of your hard work!<<if _negative>> That's why I'm so hopeful you'll give the maze a chance.<</if>>" "That's really admirable! You and Emma should<<if $ateBrooke > 0>> //*urrp*//<</if>> team up some time, she's always looking for opportunities to get some kind of party going," you say. "Mmh, perhaps!" Mallory replies. She sighs. "I must admit though, I may have a slight ulterior motive. We'll be having elections for student body president at the end of the semester, and I've got my eyes on that seat! I'm hopeful that if all goes well with the party, it will be a big help in getting my name out there." "Hey, I wouldn't really call that anything underhanded," you say. "Hoping to get some votes by... doing a good job at the thing you'd be in charge of if you won is the most honest way to go about that I'd think." "True enough! Thank you, $name, I appreciate the reassurance," she says with a cheery smile. "Anytime," you reply.<</replace>><<toggleclass "#choice2" "hide">><</link>> <<link "Ask how active of a predator she is">><<replace "#choice1">><<set $malloryAttention4 += 1>><<set _conversationOutcome -= 1>>\ "You know, speaking of risk at this school, I'm kinda wondering... how many people have you<<if $ateBrooke > 0>> //*urp*//<</if>> eaten since you got here?" you ask. "Hope you don't mind me prying." "Oh, why do you ask?" she replies, cocking her head a little. <<if _brooke and ($ateBrooke is 0)>>"It almost seems a little distasteful after what happened earlier."<</if>> "<<if $ateBrooke > 0>>Something about how this lunch period has gone just //*urp*// put it on my mind," you say, chuckling as you pat your belly. "<<elseif _brooke>>Well, that's probably what put it on my mind, honestly. I'm just a little curious! <<else>>Just curious! <</if>>Our class seems to be pretty all over the place when it comes to predation, which I think is pretty interesting since we all came here to learn it," you say. "<<if $day5DinnerMallory>>I can only think of one time I ever saw you with a gut!<<else>>I'm not sure I've ever seen you with a gut!<</if>>" "Mmh, well, I am quite selective about it! Digesting someone is no small matter, you know," Mallory answers. She briefly looks you over<<if $ateBrooke > 0>>, smirking a little as she gives an extra flick of her eyes between you and your gut<</if>>. "Gluttony can quickly get out of hand if you don't show a little restraint!<<if _brooke>> Like <<if $ateBrooke > 0>>your lunch<<else>>that bully from earlier<</if>>, for example, thinking she was untouchable, or--have<<else>> Have<</if>> you heard of the junior here named Zoey Pierce? People rightfully treat her like a monster roaming the halls, I'd hate to end up like that." "Oh yeah, she's definitely bad news," you say. You start to say more, but get cut off by Mallory. "Truly! I can't imagine being that brazen, it must be lonely having even your classmates be afraid to talk to you," she says. "Then again, I've heard there are quite a few characters in the upper grades..." She pivots into telling you about some of the peculiar behavior she's heard about on campus, and you can't help finding it interesting. By the time the conversation slows again, you've mostly forgotten about the question that triggered this tangent.<</replace>><<toggleclass "#choice2" "hide">><</link>>\ "You know, $name, I'm curious to know your thoughts on something, if you'll indulge me," Mallory says. "Maybe you can help me out." "<<if $malloryRel < 1>>Uh, sure<<else>>Sure<</if>>, what's up?" "Well, this past weekend a friend and I went into town, and while we were walking about, she realized she'd dropped her phone! Oh she panicked and went into a bit of a tizzy, but before we even started to retrace our steps a kind man that had seen it fall out of her bag caught up to us to return it. She was so grateful for the help... and then in almost the same breath she thanked him, she grabbed and swallowed him when he went to hand her the phone," Mallory explains. She sighs and places a hand on her cheek, looking you in the eye. "It took me quite by surprise, the only explanation she gave was that she was hungry. I shrugged it off in the moment, but I still find myself a little conflicted about the situation! What do you think? Was it wrong for her to eat him?" \ <<link "She was hungry, what's the problem?">><<replace "#finalChoice">><<set _conversationOutcome += 1>><<set $malloryAttention5 to 1>>\ "Well she was hungry, what's the problem?" you say with a shrug. "I don't think the context matters all that much, he let his guard down and she was<<if $ateBrooke > 0>> //*uuurp*//<</if>> able to swallow him. Fair's fair." "Mmh, I see. <<if $reputation[0] is "glutton">>That's about what I would expect from you," Mallory replies with a little laugh.<<else>>I suppose you may be right and I'm just overthinking it," Mallory replies.<</if>> She gives a small nod. "Eat or be eaten after all, right? This school really drills that into you." "Exactly! If you don't want to be food, don't make yourself easy prey," you say.<<if $ateBrooke > 0>> You give your gut a slap, grinning.<<elseif $totalEscaped > 7>> "And that's coming from someone with a lot of experience being prey," you add with a dry laugh.<</if>> "Well, thank you $name, I appreciate the insight!" Mallory says with a smile. The two of you chat a little longer, Mallory frequently mixing reminders or promotion <<if _negative>>hyping up the haunted maze at the party tomorrow<<else>>for the party tomorrow<</if>> into the conversation. Once she's finished her salad, she almost immediately starts to get up. <<if _negative or (_conversationOutcome < 1)>>"Well, anyways, I should get going. Plenty to do before tomorrow still," she says, already turning to leave. "I hope I'll see you there!"<<else>>"Well, it's been lovely catching up $name, but I'm afraid I've got to run," she says. "Plenty of work to do still to prepare for tomorrow! I look forward to seeing you there!"<</if>><<if _conversationOutcome is 0>> @@color:yellow;There was an odd vibe to that conversation--you don't feel like your relationship with Mallory has changed much.@@<<elseif _conversationOutcome < 0>> <<Mallory -1>><<elseif (_conversationOutcome < 3) and ($malloryRel < 2)>> <<Mallory 1>><<elseif (_conversationOutcome > 2) and ($malloryRel < 3)>> <<if $malloryRel is 2>><<Mallory 1>><<else>><<Mallory 2>><</if>><</if>> <<if (_conversationOutcome < 0) or ($malloryRel < 0)>>You offer a small nod of acknowledgement as she hurries off to move on with her day, mostly feeling relieved to be back on your own.<<else>>You say farewell as she hurries off to move on with her day.<</if>> She stops to talk to a group of girls by the stairs after taking care of her tray, then hurries along out of the dining hall. <<if $preyName is "ignored">>Around the same time, Stacy's final fate is announced by a belch so loud it echoes off the walls and briefly quiets the room. Brooke rises to her feet with a grin, enjoying the eyes she pulled, and gives her gut a smack before heading off toward the door, her gut smooth and motionless beyond the bouncing of her footsteps. <<if $emmaRel > 1>>You sigh, feeling a little guilty as you pull out your phone to pass the time.<<elseif $totalPrey > 2>>You're almost a little jealous. Back on your own, you pull out your phone to pass the time.<<else>>You roll your eyes and pull out your phone to pass the time.<</if>><<else>>Back on your own, you pull out your phone to pass the time.<</if>> As your class draws near, you <<if $ateBrooke > 0>>push yourself up out of your seat<<else>>clean up your tray<</if>> and follow suit. [[Head to Escapism->October 30th- Escapism]]<<set $preyName to "!ERR:setPreyName">>\ <</replace>><</link>> <<link "Normally fair's fair if you let your guard down, but eating someone who just helped you is scummy">><<replace "#finalChoice">><<set _conversationOutcome += 1>><<set $malloryAttention5 to 2>>\ "Normally I would say he was fair game for letting his guard down, but...<<if $ateBrooke > 0>> //*uuurp*//...<</if>> eating someone who //just// helped you out is pretty scummy," you answer. "<<if $pacifist>>Predators<<else>>You<</if>> need to have at least a //little// restraint, you know? I think you're right to be unsure about it, I would be a little concerned about that friend considering //me// to still be on the menu if I was in your shoes." "Right! I think that may be the root of it. If she ate a stranger who was nothing but nice so easily, would she eat //me// if I turned my back and she was hungry enough?" Mallory says. "I would hope not, but when someone acts like that I can't help but wonder..." "Yeah, I would be careful around her if I were you." "Of course. Thank you, $name, I appreciate the insight!" she says with a smile. The two of you chat a little longer, Mallory frequently mixing reminders or promotion <<if _negative>>hyping up the haunted maze at the party tomorrow<<else>>for the party tomorrow<</if>> into the conversation. Once she's finished her salad, she almost immediately starts to get up. <<if _negative or (_conversationOutcome < 1)>>"Well, anyways, I should get going. Plenty to do before tomorrow still," she says, already turning to leave. "I hope I'll see you there!"<<else>>"Well, it's been lovely catching up $name, but I'm afraid I've got to run," she says. "Plenty of work to do still to prepare for tomorrow! I look forward to seeing you there!"<</if>><<if _conversationOutcome is 0>> @@color:yellow;There was an odd vibe to that conversation--you don't feel like your relationship with Mallory has changed much.@@<<elseif _conversationOutcome < 0>> <<Mallory -1>><<elseif (_conversationOutcome < 3) and ($malloryRel < 2)>> <<Mallory 1>><<elseif (_conversationOutcome > 2) and ($malloryRel < 3)>> <<if $malloryRel is 2>><<Mallory 1>><<else>><<Mallory 2>><</if>><</if>> <<if (_conversationOutcome < 0) or ($malloryRel < 0)>>You offer a small nod of acknowledgement as she hurries off to move on with her day, mostly feeling relieved to be back on your own.<<else>>You say farewell as she hurries off to move on with her day.<</if>> She stops to talk to a group of girls by the stairs after taking care of her tray, then hurries along out of the dining hall. <<if $preyName is "ignored">>Around the same time, Stacy's final fate is announced by a belch so loud it echoes off the walls and briefly quiets the room. Brooke rises to her feet with a grin, enjoying the eyes she pulled, and gives her gut a smack before heading off toward the door, her gut smooth and motionless beyond the bouncing of her footsteps. <<if $emmaRel > 1>>You sigh, feeling a little guilty as you pull out your phone to pass the time.<<elseif $totalPrey > 2>>You're almost a little jealous. Back on your own, you pull out your phone to pass the time.<<else>>You roll your eyes and pull out your phone to pass the time.<</if>><<else>>Back on your own, you pull out your phone to pass the time.<</if>> As your class draws near, you <<if $ateBrooke > 0>>push yourself up out of your seat<<else>>clean up your tray<</if>> and follow suit. [[Head to Escapism->October 30th- Escapism]]<<set $preyName to "!ERR:setPreyName">>\ <</replace>><</link>> <<link "That's fucked up">><<replace "#finalChoice">><<set _conversationOutcome += 1>><<set $malloryAttention5 to 3>>\ "Are you kidding? That's fucked up, he didn't<<if $ateBrooke > 0>> //*uuurp*//<</if>> do anything to deserve that," you say with a look of disgust. "Actually worse than that, he actively gave her a good reason //not// to eat him and then she still did!" "Mmh, that's what's not sitting right with me," Mallory replies with a nod. "It's hard not to see as cruel." "I'll say, you really might want to reconsider how much of a friend this girl actually is," you say. "How hungry does she have to get before //you're// on the menu if she ate that guy so readily?" "Right, I probably shouldn't just let it slide. Thank you, $name, I appreciate the insight!" she says with a smile. The two of you chat a little longer, Mallory frequently mixing reminders or promotion <<if _negative>>hyping up the haunted maze at the party tomorrow<<else>>for the party tomorrow<</if>> into the conversation. Once she's finished her salad, she almost immediately starts to get up. <<if _negative or (_conversationOutcome < 1)>>"Well, anyways, I should get going. Plenty to do before tomorrow still," she says, already turning to leave. "I hope I'll see you there!"<<else>>"Well, it's been lovely catching up $name, but I'm afraid I've got to run," she says. "Plenty of work to do still to prepare for tomorrow! I look forward to seeing you there!"<</if>><<if _conversationOutcome is 0>> @@color:yellow;There was an odd vibe to that conversation--you don't feel like your relationship with Mallory has changed much.@@<<elseif _conversationOutcome < 0>> <<Mallory -1>><<elseif (_conversationOutcome < 3) and ($malloryRel < 2)>> <<Mallory 1>><<elseif (_conversationOutcome > 2) and ($malloryRel < 3)>> <<if $malloryRel is 2>><<Mallory 1>><<else>><<Mallory 2>><</if>><</if>> <<if (_conversationOutcome < 0) or ($malloryRel < 0)>>You offer a small nod of acknowledgement as she hurries off to move on with her day, mostly feeling relieved to be back on your own.<<else>>You say farewell as she hurries off to move on with her day.<</if>> She stops to talk to a group of girls by the stairs after taking care of her tray, then hurries along out of the dining hall. <<if $preyName is "ignored">>Around the same time, Stacy's final fate is announced by a belch so loud it echoes off the walls and briefly quiets the room. Brooke rises to her feet with a grin, enjoying the eyes she pulled, and gives her gut a smack before heading off toward the door, her gut smooth and motionless beyond the bouncing of her footsteps. <<if $emmaRel > 1>>You sigh, feeling a little guilty as you pull out your phone to pass the time.<<elseif $totalPrey > 2>>You're almost a little jealous. Back on your own, you pull out your phone to pass the time.<<else>>You roll your eyes and pull out your phone to pass the time.<</if>><<else>>Back on your own, you pull out your phone to pass the time.<</if>> As your class draws near, you <<if $ateBrooke > 0>>push yourself up out of your seat<<else>>clean up your tray<</if>> and follow suit. [[Head to Escapism->October 30th- Escapism]]<<set $preyName to "!ERR:setPreyName">>\ <</replace>><</link>> <<link "Sounds like none of my business">><<replace "#finalChoice">><<set $malloryAttention5 to 4>>\ "I don't know, that doesn't sound like any of my<<if $ateBrooke > 0>> //*uuurp*//<</if>> business," you say with a shrug. "<<if _conversationOutcome is 2>>Like I said: <</if>>What do I care about other people's eating habits?" "That's fair, I suppose, but... imagine you were in my shoes, and it was your friend that did this? Surely you have some stance?" Mallory asks. "I would really appreciate someone else's insight." "That //is// my stance," you reply. "I don't really care." "Mmh, fair enough then," Mallory says with a sigh.<<if _conversationOutcome > 0>><<set _conversationOutcome -= 1>><</if>>/*won't bring you negative, but no gains and can drag you back to neutral for her interpreting it as you dodging her question*/ The two of you chat a little longer, Mallory frequently mixing reminders or promotion <<if _negative>>hyping up the haunted maze at the party tomorrow<<else>>for the party tomorrow<</if>> into the conversation. Once she's finished her salad, she almost immediately starts to get up. <<if _negative or (_conversationOutcome < 1)>>"Well, anyways, I should get going. Plenty to do before tomorrow still," she says, already turning to leave. "I hope I'll see you there!"<<else>>"Well, it's been lovely catching up $name, but I'm afraid I've got to run," she says. "Plenty of work to do still to prepare for tomorrow! I look forward to seeing you there!"<</if>><<if _conversationOutcome is 0>> @@color:yellow;There was an odd vibe to that conversation--you don't feel like your relationship with Mallory has changed much.@@<<elseif _conversationOutcome < 0>> <<Mallory -1>><<elseif (_conversationOutcome < 3) and ($malloryRel < 2)>> <<Mallory 1>><<elseif (_conversationOutcome > 2) and ($malloryRel < 3)>> <<if $malloryRel is 2>><<Mallory 1>><<else>><<Mallory 2>><</if>><</if>> <<if (_conversationOutcome < 0) or ($malloryRel < 0)>>You offer a small nod of acknowledgement as she hurries off to move on with her day, mostly feeling relieved to be back on your own.<<else>>You say farewell as she hurries off to move on with her day.<</if>> She stops to talk to a group of girls by the stairs after taking care of her tray, then hurries along out of the dining hall. <<if $preyName is "ignored">>Around the same time, Stacy's final fate is announced by a belch so loud it echoes off the walls and briefly quiets the room. Brooke rises to her feet with a grin, enjoying the eyes she pulled, and gives her gut a smack before heading off toward the door, her gut smooth and motionless beyond the bouncing of her footsteps. <<if $emmaRel > 1>>You sigh, feeling a little guilty as you pull out your phone to pass the time.<<elseif $totalPrey > 2>>You're almost a little jealous. Back on your own, you pull out your phone to pass the time.<<else>>You roll your eyes and pull out your phone to pass the time.<</if>><<else>>Back on your own, you pull out your phone to pass the time.<</if>> As your class draws near, you <<if $ateBrooke > 0>>push yourself up out of your seat<<else>>clean up your tray<</if>> and follow suit. [[Head to Escapism->October 30th- Escapism]]<<set $preyName to "!ERR:setPreyName">>\ <</replace>><</link>>

<<set $ateBrooke to 1>><<set $preyName to "Brooke">><<set $preyHealthMax to 34>><<set $preyResilience to 4>><<set $preyFrustration to 0>><<set $preyExhaustion to 0>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "Brooke_PredActions">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "Brooke_Struggle">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "Brooke(TEXT)">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Eat Brooke- Failure">><<set $preySize to 5>><<set $fullness += $preySize>>\ <<set _firstShakeResponse to false>><<set _firstCrushResponse to false>><<set _taunted to false>>\ You sigh and step away from the buffet. <<if $reputation[0] is "glutton">>Brooke should be a lot more filling than the food they're serving anyway, <<if $workedOut > 0>>so it's not like you stand to lose much other than a few pounds at the gym later<<else>>so it's not like you'll be losing out on anything worthwhile<</if>>.<<else>>If all goes to plan, you'll walk away with something much more filling than dining hall food anyway. If it doesn't, <<if $day8EmmaHangout>>Stacy should have your back at least.<<else>>hopefully Stacy will have your back...<</if>><</if>> <<if $reputation[0] is "glutton">>Rather than jump in right away, you stand on the sideline for a few moments, blending in with some of the crowd that gathered to see what was going on. You wince a little watching Brooke bend Stacy's arm behind her back. "C'mon, say uncle!" Brooke says, laughing. "Fuck... off!" Stacy replies, squirming in the bully's grip. The strain in her voice is clear as day. "I told ya already. Make me," Brooke demands. "Otherwise it's down the hatch as soon as you tap out. Wonder how long a twig like you's gonna la--//mmrph//?!" Before she can finish her taunt, Brooke's head vanishes into your maw, a loud gulp dragging it down into your throat shortly after. You don't waste a single second taking in her shoulders next, partly because she's starting to register what's going on, but more than anything it's because of her hair--it's very mangy and just plain unpleasant to taste. By the time she lets go of Stacy, your lips are already working their way down her upper arms, and you grab her wrists next to keep her from flailing more than she needs to. "Thanks for the assist..." Stacy says, letting out a sigh of relief as she rubs her shoulder. <<if $day8EmmaHangout>>"Wait, $name? Damn, you and Emma are like my guardian angels or something."<<else>>"Wait, you're Emma's roommate right? Man, you guys are like my guardian angels or something."<</if>> You don't have the luxury of responding with Brooke's sizable chest clogging your throat, and once you've made it past, you place your hands on her wide hips and lift her up over your head. She's shouting every profanity in the book while gravity draws her thick thighs down into your throat one inch at a time. While it took barely twenty seconds to take in her upper body, it ends up taking more than twice as long for the lower half to follow suit. Some of the bystanders have even started cheering you on, and Stacy certainly doesn't seem like she has any qualms about you making an example out of Brooke. Once your lips are around her ankles, you pause to remove her red and white sneakers, then devour her writhing feet with a loud, wet gulp. "//*UUURRRRRRPPP!*// Ah, that hit the spot," you say, giving the side of your belly a firm smack. Brooke is already going berserk inside, which is about what you expected. "You really should've //*urrrrp*// picked on someone your own size," you add. A few people from the crowd chuckle or give small cheers of encouragement as they start to disperse. "Hell yeah! Amazing work!" Stacy cheers. She places one of her hands on your bloated gut and grins. "Lookin' good Brooke. Karma's a bitch, huh?" "Shut your ass up!" she shouts, kicking in Stacy's direction. "Well I couldn't just stand by while my <<if $day8EmmaHangout>>friend was in danger,"<<else>>lunch was leaving herself open like that,"<</if>> you say with a smile, briefly squeezing Brooke into submission. It doesn't take long for her to start fighting again once you let up. "Oh you're outta your fucking mind if you think this is over!"<<else>>"Hey, what did she ever do to you?" you call out from behind Brooke, stepping toward her until you're just outside arm's reach. She looks over her shoulder, not letting up on Stacy whatsoever while a smug grin forms on her face. "Oh? You another one of her friends or something?" Brooke asks. "I'm a busy gal, but I bet I could squeeze you both into my ‘schedule'~" she adds, giving her exposed midriff a pat. You frown. "Fine, we'll do it the hard way." Not willing to give her another chance, you take another step forward and grab Brooke by her shoulders, then pull backward to try and pry her away from Stacy. She's quick to react however, stomping the heel of her sneaker into your own foot. Wincing, you bend your other leg and knee her square in the back. "Fucking--you little shit!" she yells, throwing Stacy to the floor in rage. With her arms freed up, she rears back to elbow you hard in the ribs "Ow, fuck!" you grunt and stumble away a bit, inadvertently taking her unbuttoned jacket with you--there's barely any time to throw it aside before Brooke turns and lunges for your arm. Reacting quickly, you sidestep and grab her wrist, then use your other arm to reach behind her head and bring it towards your open mouth. "MOTHERFU--//MMPH//!" Brooke begins to shout, only to be muted by the confines of your throat. You swallow quickly, holding her arm against her side while you seize the other to keep her from squirming too much. "Hell yeah, show her who's boss!" Stacy shouts. Some of the bystanders have also started cheering you on, but you don't let it distract you from the task at hand. Brooke is strong enough to give you some doubts on how long you can keep her restrained, so you don't waste another moment in devouring her shoulders. You barely even taste her black sports bra as you swallow her large chest, followed by her midriff shortly after. Brooke yells something from the base of your throat as you place your hands on her hips, then flip her up towards the ceiling to keep her flailing legs from hitting you again--the last thing you need is another bruise after being stomped and elbowed already. Several loud, powerful gulps drag Brooke's thick legs into your esophagus, capped off once you remove her red and white sneakers and close your mouth around her feet. @@color:yellowgreen;You overpowered your prey.@@ "//*uuUUURRRRRPP!*// Whew, that felt great," you say, holding your massive belly in both hands as you let out a sigh of relief. "You're in timeout now, got it? Calm down and //maybe// I'll let you go later," "Shut your damn mouth!" Brooke shouts, lashing out where your hands are placed. "No way in hell am I giving' in to a runt like you!" "Then I guess we'll be here a while!" you respond with a laugh, a few people from the slowly dispersing crowd joining in. "Karma's a bitch, huh Brooke?" Stacy says, grinning as she places a hand on your bloated gut. <<if $day8EmmaHangout>>"Awesome job $name. You're real as hell for stepping in like that." "Happy to help. I couldn't just sit back and watch a friend get bullied like that."<<else>>"You're Emma's roommate, right? That was real as hell--I was probably a goner if you didn't step in," You nod. "Happy to help. I couldn't just sit back and watch her bully you like that."<</if>> "Punk ass bitch! You're both fucked once I get outta here!" Brooke yells, kicking hard enough to throw you off balance.<</if>><<set $sceneAttack to 0>><<set $sceneDefense to 0>><<done>><<include $sceneActionsLink>><<replace "#actionReminder">><<PredActionReminder>><</replace>><</done>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "predOptions">></div>

<<if $preyHealth <= 0>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $reputation[0] is "glutton">><<set $ateBrooke to 2>><<else>><<set $ateBrooke to 3>><<if ($outfit != "sweater") and ($outfit != "uniform")>><<set $lastOutfit to $outfit>><<set $outfit to "sweater">><</if>><</if>> Though her propensity for throwing out insults hasn't changed since the start, the power behind Brooke's struggling has completely waned. Placing your hands on each side of your belly, you give it a gentle squeeze, then wince as you feel something bubbling up in the base of your throat... <<if $reputation[0] is "glutton">>"*//uuUUUURRPP!//* I wouldn't waste so much energy on shouting if I were you. Kind of a rookie mistake, honestly," you say, smirking at the tattered red and white jacket that just hitched a ride with your belch. It landed on the lunch table with a loud, sticky splat, the garment now sporting rips and holes all over.<<else>>"*//UURRP!//* Hey, don't you think all that yelling is a waste of energy?" you ask, smirking at the frayed black sports bra that just blasted from your throat onto the lunch table. You place a hand casually in your jacket pocket, using the other to idly rub your belly.<</if>> "Shut up... Shut... UP!" your prey screeches, exploding into a fit of kicks and punches. It creates an oddly satisfying ripple across your stomach, but nothing close to pain. You run your hands along the surface in bliss, which only infuriates her more. "This is... such... bullshit." You continue your massage for quite some time, getting absorbed in the satisfaction of digesting someone like Brooke. <<if $emmaRel > 2>>It'll be nice to tell Emma the good news, even if this isn't how she wanted things to play out<<elseif $emmaRel > 0>>It'll be nice to tell Emma the good news, even though she might berate you for settling things with your stomach<<else>>It would be a shock if anyone misses her, let alone seeks you out for revenge<</if>>. At some point her yelling comes to a stop, and you give your belly a shake to see what's up. "Well? Ready to say you're sorry?" you ask your churning stomach. You lay your head on your belly for a few seconds while squeezing it in your arms. There's no response other than wet squelches and gurgling. "...//*uuuUUUURRRRRPP!*// Heh, didn't think so." @@color:lime;Brooke has been digested!@@ <<include "playerPredEnd">>With your lunch accounted for, you settle in to spend the rest of the period wasting time on your phone, the loud rumbling from your stomach discouraging anyone from bothering you... [[...or does it?->October 30th- Lunch: Mallory]] <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 2>> <<append "#digestion">> "So, I'd love to hang around and chat, but I've got a class here in a few minutes. She actually caught me on my way out," Stacy says, poking Brooke's forehead through your stomach. She retaliates with an assortment of profanities. "No problem! I can handle things from here," you say, giving your prey a small squeeze to counter the thrashing Stacy just provoked. "Where are you headed?" "Escapism, funnily enough. Probably shouldn't miss that one considering what almost happened just now." "Yeah that makes sense," you say with a nod. "Laters," Stacy says, showing you a peace sign. <<if $reputation[0] is "glutton">>"And thanks again for stepping up. You're real as hell for that."<<else>>"Oh, wait a sec' actually," she adds, stopping to grab Brooke's jacket off the ground. "Here, guess this is yours now. You earned it," she says, one side of her mouth curling into a wry smile. You laugh and hold your arms out, fitting them through the sleeves of the red and white garment. It's a little big for you, but the mass of your belly makes it a moot point anyway--for now it's just hanging unbuttoned around the sides of your bloated gut. "So who wore it better? Me or Miss Anger Issues?" you ask. "Neither, it looks stupid as hell!" Stacy says, laughing. You can't resist joining in.<</if>> After waving goodbye to Stacy, you make your way to the nearest empty table and sit down, letting out a loud burp thanks to all the movement your belly experienced from walking with live, squirming prey inside. "Ahh... nothing like getting to enjoy a meal in peace. Am I right, Brooke?" you say with a smirk. <</append>> <</if>>

<<set _roll to random(1,2)>> <<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "squeeze">> <<if $turn is 1>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <<elseif $preyExhaustion < 2>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> Looking to speed things along, you flex your stomach muscles, squeezing Brooke tight. She keeps on squirming under the added strain, but her fury only seems to pick up, prompting you to get your arms involved too. <<else>> You wrap your arms around your belly and hug it, trying to constrict your prey and prevent her from moving. She grunts as the stomach walls press in on her and rages against your grip, refusing to give in. <</if>> <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "crush">> <<if $turn is 1>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <<elseif $preyExhaustion < 2>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> Ready for the struggle to be over, you put a hand on either side of your belly and push in hard. At the same time, you tighten your stomach muscles as much as possible. A heavy belch forces its way up your throat from the sudden pressure<<if $acidStage > 1>>, leaving you with a little bit of heartburn<</if>>. <<else>> Feeling confident, you start to lean forward onto your belly<<if $acidStage > 0>>, a noisy sloshing sound resonating throughout the chamber as its contents shift beneath you<</if>>. Brooke growls as the weight of your upper body bears down on her as hard as you can manage. <</if>> <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "taunt">> <<set _taunted to true>> <<if $turn is 1>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $reputation[0] is "glutton">>"Did I say you were allowed to talk?" you say, using your finger to flick the indentation Brooke's nose is making in the front of your belly. "You're just food now, so keep it down while my friend and I are catching up."<<else>>"Are you this annoying to everyone you meet?" you say, lightly shaking your gut to stir up some gas on purpose. "Maybe if you //*urrrp!*// were any good at //*urp!*// making friends, you would've lasted longer than one semester! //*buuurrrrrp!*//" you finish. The last belch was so forced that your eyes are watering a little, but her reaction makes it clear how much it's pissing her off."<</if>> "Yeah Brooke, have some respect. You got your ass handed to you on a platter," Stacy chimes in<<if $reputation[0] is "glutton">>, flicking her in identical fashion<</if>>. "THERE WAS TWO OF YOU!" Brooke screams, lashing out at her surroundings while you both laugh. "Hey, I didn't help at all! She humbled you fair and square, loser," Stacy says. <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 2>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $reputation[0] is "glutton">>"You know you're not getting back out, right? Just relax and let it happen, or I'll show you what a real apex predator is capable of," you jeer, giving Brooke's head a condescending pat. As soon as she tries to speak up, you strike first by forcing up a loud, commanding burp.<<else>>Getting an idea, you move your chair back a bit, then kick your feet up on the lunch table, cradling your enormous gut in your lap. "Chill out, dweeb. Mommy's not coming to save... pffft," you pause mid-sentence, then burst out laughing. "Sorry, sorry. I just can't do it like you, Brooke. Bullying is harder than it looks!" you say, giving your belly a patronizing shove.<</if>> <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "shake">> <<if $turn is 1>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <<elseif $preyExhaustion < 3>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> While your prey acts, you decide to shift your arms down underneath your belly. From there, you lift it up as high as you can manage, then let it fall back into your lap before shaking it side to side<<if $acidStage > 0>>, your stomach acid splashing all over her body in the process<</if>>. <<else>> You grab both sides of your belly and start to shake it around, looking to create some chaos inside. The sudden movement causes your prey to shout something in anger, clearly not happy about the arrangement. <</if>> <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "damaged">> <<if $preyHealthThreshold is 2>> <<append "#digestion">> As your stomach's activity starts to increase, Brooke's has begun to do the opposite. Her thrashing is less violent than before, and while there's still plenty of force behind her blows, you can't help noticing that she's taking an extra long breather. "Hey! Don't tell me you used up all of your air already," you say, giving Brooke a playful poke through your belly. There's a lengthy pause before she speaks up. "Enough! I'm just... thinking, alright!?" she answers. Her hands are slowly coursing along your insides. "Once I find a weak spot, I'll be outta here in no time. Then we can do things the proper way," she adds, venom dripping from her words. "Well don't think too hard, now. <<if !_taunted>>Things would be much easier if you just sat back and let it happen," you say, smiling.<<else>>I'd feel bad if your caveman brain overheated or something," you say with a laugh.<</if>> @@color:yellowgreen;$preyName is wearing down in your stomach!@@ <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "progress">> <<if $progress is 2>> <<append "#digestion">> An uncomfortable pain shoots through your midsection after Brooke's latest assault, followed by a low whine from the organ trying to contain her. You lean forward a little to try and soothe it, but your would-be prey acts accordingly, jabbing towards your head and connecting with your chin through the distended flesh. "Ow! What the fuck!?" you shout, rubbing just beneath your jaw. "That was dirty as hell!" "You think I'm gonna play nice? You're gonna find out just how rough I can get //real// soon," Brooke growls. You roll your eyes. "Blah blah blah, we both know you're all talk," you say, letting out an annoyed sigh as you clench your stomach muscles around her. Worryingly, her only response is a low chuckle. @@color:red;Your prey is gaining the upper hand.@@ <</append>> <<elseif $progress is 3>> <<append "#digestion">> You grimace as a hard kick from your prey forces you to cover your mouth, the nausea ebbing through your bloated middle reaching an uncomfortable peak. It's clear that your stomach has had enough of Brooke, but if you give in now, you know you'll probably wind up in her belly in short order. As soon as you feel her head travel up into your throat, you shut your eyes and swallow as hard as you can, feeling a massive ache inside your gut as the limb is dragged back down. "God DAMMIT!" Brooke screams, letting out a frustrated growl. @@color:red;Your stomach can't hold out much longer.@@ <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<default>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</switch>>

<<set _roll to random(1,4)>> <<if $turn is 0>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<set _preyActionIntensity to 2>> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> While you've stayed composed so far, another flurry of kicks from inside your stomach elicits a groan of discomfort. You didn't think much about it before you stepped in, but Brooke might actually be strong enough to back up her attitude. <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 1>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<set _preyActionIntensity to 2>> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "I swear to god, when I get out you're gonna wish you never walked in here!" Brooke yells, throwing herself from side to side. It almost looks like your belly is shaking itself. <</append>> <<elseif $preyExhaustion > 2>> <<set $preyAction to "rest">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <<elseif $preyFrustration > 1>> <<set $preyFrustration -= 1>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <<elseif $lastAction is "shake">> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<set _preyActionIntensity to 2>> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<if $lastPreyAction is "struggle">><<set $preyExhaustion -= 1>><</if>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if !_firstShakeResponse>><<set _firstShakeResponse to true>> Brooke responds to your antics with some wild thrashing of her own, causing your stomach to let out a wail of disapproval. You stay on the offensive, expecting her to tire herself out at any moment, but it never seems to happen. If anything, you feel like //you're// the one who ended up out of sorts. <<else>> Unfortunately, Brooke still isn't held back by your attempts to disorient her. If anything, she's using it to her advantage, battering away at the walls of your<<if $acidStage > 1>> sloshing<</if>> stomach until nausea sets in again. It's honestly impressive that she still has this much gas left in the tank. <</if>> <</append>> <<elseif (($lastAction is "crush") or ($lastAction is "squeeze")) and ($preyExhaustion < 2)>> <<set $preyAction to "struggle">> <<set _preyActionIntensity to 2>> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if !_firstCrushResponse>><<set _firstCrushResponse to true>> "Fuck off!" Brooke yells, holding her own arms out to keep you from squeezing your belly any tighter. You keep the pressure on for as long as possible, but fail to gain any ground in the end. You let your arms fall to your sides, sighing in frustration while Brooke laughs. "Heh, gave up already? You're a fuckin' wimp," she taunts, starting to attack your insides again like nothing happened. <<else>> Much like before, however, Brooke easily manages to hold out against the pressure, putting her strength on full display. She even has the energy to make fun of you during it, hurling insults and threats until you give up again, giving her yet another opening to lash out against the walls of your stomach. <</if>> <</append>> <<elseif $preyHealthThreshold < 2>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <<elseif _roll > 1>> <<set $preyAction to "struggle">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <<else>> <<set $preyAction to "probe">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<append "#digestion">> <</append>>

<<Time 12.5>>\ There's no way around it--Brooke's onslaught is too much for you to handle. All out of ideas, you take a simple deep breath to try and quell the ache inside your stomach, but it's met with a strong kick that cancels out any relief you felt and then some. Your stomach lets out a high-pitched gurgle, then involuntarily clamps down around Brooke's writhing form. Instinctively, you lean forward and use your hands to brace yourself on the lunch table as Brooke's hand shoots up into your throat a second time. Your stomach makes it clear that it won't take no for an option this time, and soon enough your would-be prey's slime covered fingers are working their way past your lips and into the open air. Brooke lets out something between a cheer and a taunt when her head erupts from your mouth, followed shortly by the rest of her upper body. It's extremely uncomfortable, helped only slightly by the fact that you're sitting down. A throbbing ache persists inside your middle even after her legs exit your stomach, taking only a few seconds to travel through your esophagus and join Brooke on top of the lunch table. <<if $acidStage is 0>>It doesn't make for a huge mess at least, other than the slimy coating around Brooke and the table wherever her body touches, her clothes lacking any notable damage<<elseif $acidStage < 3>>There's a noticeable puddle of stomach juices beneath her, as well as soaking her hair and clothes, the latter sporting some holes from the acid damage<<else>>The area around her is absolutely covered in vomit, some of it even dripping from the edges of the table. You feel a bit of shame that someone from the cleaning staff has to deal with this. For her part, Brooke is drenched head to toe in the fluids, the protection from her clothes having burned away completely courtesy of your now-whining stomach<</if>>. <<if $acidStage < 2>>"That... was pathetic," Brooke sneers, stretching her limbs out as she readjusts to the cafeteria lighting. "I'm feeling generous today, though. So I think I'll make things quick and painless for y--hey!"<<else>>"That... was fucking miserable," Brooke growls, squirming around on the table to work the stiffness out of her limbs while her eyes readjust to the lighting outside your stomach. "I'm gonna make your life hell, you stupid little--hey!"<</if>> she exclaims, <<if $reputation[0] is "glutton">>realizing you're nowhere to be found. You do your best to ignore all the staring and laughter from your peers as you scurry out of the dining hall, caring more about your life than your reputation at this point. Your cramping stomach may not agree, but persevering through the pain is much more preferable than standing your ground against Brooke in your current state.<<else>>stopping mid-threat when a balled-up varsity jacket collides with her face. Having bought yourself some time, you scurry out of the dining hall as fast as your cramping stomach allows, feeling embarrassed at all the laughter and stares you receive along the way.<</if>> Unfortunately, your dorm is too far to reach like this, so you opt to hobble into the nearest bathroom and lock yourself in one of the stalls. At long last, you sit down and clutch your stomach, quelling some of the pain while the adrenaline of recent events starts to wear off. You'll have to take Brooke more seriously in the future, especially since you might not have any help next time.<<if $emmaRel > 2>> Not to mention how this may have only made things worse for Stacy, or Emma even.<</if>> After considering your options, you decide to just sit around on your phone for a while, waiting out the rest of what was supposed to be your lunch period. At first your heart freezes whenever somebody else enters the bathroom, but luckily none of them seem to be looking for you, and after twenty minutes pass, you feel fairly confident that Brooke isn't going to track you down. Once it's almost two, you stand up, stretching out your legs before flushing the toilet to make it seem like you //weren't// just sitting in there for an hour. For once, you're actually looking forward to whatever lesson Slate has in store today. <<include "playerPredFail">>[[Head to class->October 30th- Escapism]]

<<Time 15>><<set $karma += 1>><<set $aliceInquiry2 to 1>>\ Making up your mind, you excuse yourself and get up from your desk to head to the door. You just barely catch the sight of Alice hurrying into the bathroom down the hall when you step out of the room. You move quickly to catch up, then very quietly sneak in behind her<<if $fullness > 1>>, firmly clutching your belly to try to keep it from giving you away<</if>>. She doesn't seem to have noticed you... "...it's okay, it's fine, there's no way she'll find out..." you hear Alice mutter from behind one of the bathroom stalls. She's taking quick, heavy breaths. "How would she know? She's on the other side of the country, it's fine..." She pauses to take a deep breath. You furrow your brow, glancing back at the door. You're still holding it open so that she doesn't hear it click shut. "Really, who would tell her? Slate? She hates her, she would never..." Alice continues. "...unless that's //why// she tells her..! She'll call her up to gloat and say 'congratulations on having a rotten daughter who laughs at you behind your back'..! No, that's //stupid//, Slate couldn't do that..." She takes another deep breath. "Ugh, but she will have something to say if I go back to class..." \ <<link "Try to comfort her">><<replace "#choice">>\ <<set $aliceInquiry2 to 2>><<set $aliceTrue += 1>>\ You take a subtle deep breath of your own, then take the risk of revealing yourself. You very loudly pull the door handle again and take a step forward with stealth abandoned, trying to give the impression you only just now entered the room. (something with your stomach letting out a loud groan shortly after you reveal yourself) "Alice, are you in here? Everything alright?" you say with a raised voice. "You looked upset when you ran off..." Alice immediately takes a sharp inhale and falls quiet for a few seconds. "...I'm fine," she finally says from behind the stall. "What are you doing here<<if $aliceRel > 1>>, $name<</if>>?" "Well, this //is// a public bathroom so, I don't think I need much of a reason to be in here," you say with a nervous laugh.<<if $ateElly > 1>> Your stomach decides to let out a loud groan right at that moment, sending a rush of panic up your spine, suddenly acutely aware that it's //Elly// sloshing around in your gut while you're trying to have this conversation with her...<</if>> "Y'know, other than the obvious." "Fair enough..." she says with a sigh, and, to your surprise, a very brief laugh under her breath. "You clearly followed me though, <<if $aliceSimp > 0>>as desperate as usual. So what, did you come here just to grovel?<<else>>you're always getting in my business. So what, did you come here to mock me? Maybe try to eat me while I'm here alone? Because I assure you--<</if>>" "<<if $aliceSimp > 0>>N-No, I<<if $aliceSimp > 2>>--well, if you wanted<</if>>... I came because I was worried about you!<<else>>Woah, nothing like that at all! Promise. I was worried about you!<</if>> You kinda just ran out of the room in a panic," you say. "Are you sure you're okay? Do you... maybe want to talk about it?" "...no, I'm fine," she repeats after another pause. <<if $aliceSimp > 1>>"Your concern is noted. Now go away." "O-Of course, sorry..!" you say. You hurry out of the room without another word, desperate not to displease her.<<if $aliceRel < 2>> <<Alice 1>><</if>> Slate glances at you as you slip back into the room, but thankfully carries on teaching without calling you out. By the time Alice returns, she's more than halfway through her lesson. Uncharacteristically for a disruption from Alice of all people, Slate gives her the same dismissive acknowledgment she gave you when she returns, nothing more to call attention to it.<<else>>She mumbles something you can't quite catch, but seems to cut off the thought before speaking up again. "I don't need your pity." "Right, sorry..." you reply with a sigh. A tense silence hangs in the air for a moment. "...I thought her joke was funny too, by the way. I think most people did, you were just the only one with enough confidence to laugh at something Slate said. For all I know with how she acts, she was completely serious and not even trying to be funny, y'know? But you weren't afraid to take that risk, it's admirable." You hear a faint, soft laugh from the other side of the stall. She doesn't say anything more, but before you can speak up again or excuse yourself, the stall door swings open. She only glances at you for a moment<<if $fullness > 1>>--her eyes drifting right to your gut--<<else>> <</if>>before brushing right past on her way out of the room, though there's a faint smile on her lips. "I suppose I'll accept the compliment, but don't think that earns you anything," she says as she heads out of the room, though her smug tone sounds a little forced. "You really should hurry back before Slate throws a fit about you skipping her class<<if !$escapismLabAlice>> again<</if>>."<<if $aliceRel < 3>> <<Alice 1>><</if>> <<if $ateElly > 1>>You let out a sigh of relief, having gotten increasingly nervous that you were going to somehow burp up something incriminating and ruin the moment. Then, you<<else>>You<</if>> smile, following her lead out of the room once she's put some distance between you. To your surprise, Slate not only has nothing to say when the two of you return to class, but even seems to give you a small nod of approval when you walk in after her. She carries on with her lesson without missing a beat.<</if>> The end of the lecture hammers home that the main advantage you have in a multi-prey situation... is your fellow prey. It can be easy to get demoralized when a predator proves themselves skilled and confident enough to take on such a feat, but many fail to realize that two //coordinated// people easily have the potential to be more dangerous than just their individual struggling combined. So long as you work together with those trapped in the stomach alongside you, even predators so skilled that you wouldn't stand any chance at escaping alone become a manageable threat. As Slate's lesson comes to an end, class is dismissed and everyone starts to filter out of the room. Alice is one of the first out the door, clearly still eager to avoid needing to address her outburst even if your conversation helped ease her a little. [[Carry on with your day->October 30th- Afternoon]]<</replace>><</link>> <<link "This was more real than I expected, I'm out">><<replace "#choice">>\ You sheepishly start to sneak back out of the room, closing the door as quietly as you can on your way out and hurrying away as soon as it's closed. No matter how genuine your intent is, Alice would definitely //kill you// if she knew you overheard something that personal.<<if $ateElly > 1>> Frankly, you're not sure what you were thinking doing this while you're //currently digesting// one of her lackeys...<</if>> It's not worth <<if $aliceSimp > 1>>throwing away the progress you've made getting into her good graces<<else>>the risk<</if>> to try and offer reassurance. You're not sure you would even know what to say. Slate glances at you as you slip back into the room, but thankfully carries on teaching without calling you out. By the time Alice returns, she's more than halfway through her lesson. Uncharacteristically for a disruption from Alice of all people, Slate gives her the same dismissive acknowledgment she gave you when she returns, nothing more to call attention to it. The end of the lecture hammers home that the main advantage you have in a multi-prey situation... is your fellow prey. It can be easy to get demoralized when a predator proves themselves skilled and confident enough to take on such a feat, but many fail to realize that two //coordinated// people easily have the potential to be more dangerous than just their individual struggling combined. So long as you work together with those trapped in the stomach alongside you, even predators so skilled that you wouldn't stand any chance at escaping alone become a manageable threat. As Slate's lesson comes to an end, class is dismissed and everyone starts to filter out of the room. Alice is one of the first out the door, clearly eager to avoid needing to address her outburst. [[Carry on with your day->October 30th- Afternoon]]<</replace>><</link>>

<<Time 15.75>>\ You head out into the hall, making your way back to your dorm to get ready for club.<<if $digestion > 1>> A subtle sloshing noise still accompanies your footsteps as whatever remains of $lastPrey gets jostled around inside your digestive tract.<</if>><<if $day9EmmaAdvice > 1>> Emma was one of the first ones out of the door, hurrying out of class almost as quickly as Alice once you were dismissed. When you arrive back at the dorm, you find her standing near her bed... with her shirt pulled up to expose her stomach, looking down and poking the slight, pudgy potbelly that still remains from Brooke. She quickly covers herself when you walk in. "O-Oh, hey $name..!" she says, faintly blushing. <<if $emmaRomancePlayerInit > 0>>"She looks good on you," you say in a teasing tone. "I, uh... thanks," she replies with a nervous laugh.<<else>>"Everything alright?" you say in a somewhat teasing tone. "Yeah, I'm fine!" she replies.<</if>> "I'm just worried this is gonna get in the way of volleyball, I can still feel the extra weight... we're doing a doubles tournament today, I can't let Sunny down!" "Oh I'm sure you'll do fine! And Sunny will be thrilled when she finds out about Brooke anyway," you assure her. "Heh, thanks. I guess I'm probably overthinking it," she says. "Well, I should probably get changed<<if $club is "swim">>. We're heading over to the gym together, right?" "Of course!" you reply with a smile.<<if $fullness > 0>> You pat your belly. "We'll be twinning."<</if>> While she heads into the bathroom to get changed into a more sporty outfit, you gather your things and get ready to head out.<<else>> and head out. I'll see you later, have fun at your club!" She heads into the bathroom to put on a more sporty outfit, then hurries back out to get to the gym.<</if>><<elseif $emmaRel > 1>><<if $ateBrooke > 1>> Emma meets you at the door and the two of you chat a little on the way back. <<else>> "Hey $name!" Emma says, meeting you on your way out of the room. <<if $eatenByIliana>>"Feeling better after earlier?" "Yeah, <<if $fullness > 1>>much better now," you say with a laugh, patting your still-bloated belly.<<else>>luckily things have been much smoother since then," you reply.<</if>> "How's your day been?"<<else>>"How's your day going?" <<if $fullness > 1>>"Can't complain," you say with a laugh, patting your still-bloated belly. "How about you?"<<else>>"Pretty <<if $day10SunnyYoga or ($ateRobin > 1)>>great<<else>>good<</if>> so far! How about you?" you reply.<</if>><</if>> "Glad to hear it!<<if $fullness > 1>>" she replies with a slightly nervous laugh. "<<else>> <</if>>I'm doing good, super excited for club!" she says. "We're doing a doubles tournament this week, me and Sunny are gonna kick some butt!" "Nice! Good luck then, I'll be rooting for you." "Aw, thanks!" <</if>>When you arrive at your dorm, Emma heads into the bathroom to put on a more sporting outfit, <<if $club is "swim">>while you get ready for practice<<else>>giving you a quick farewell as she hurries back out to get to the gym<</if>>.<<else>> You and Emma arrive at around the same time, exchanging a quick greeting as she ducks into the bathroom to get changed<<if $club is "swim">>. You gather your things and get ready for practice.<<else>>, then hurries back out to get to the gym.<</if>><</if>> <<if $club is "swim">><<if $emmaRel < 1>>Emma steps out of the bathroom right when you were about to leave, so the two of you head out to the gym together<<else>>The two of you head out to go to the gym together when Emma steps back out of the bathroom<</if>>. [[Go to Swim Practice->October 30th- Swim Club]]<<elseif $club is "dungeon">>After making sure you have everything you need, you follow suit, eagerly making your way toward the room for Tabletop Club. [[Go to Tabletop Club->October 30th- Tabletop Club]]<<else>>You settle into a comfortable position on your bed, killing some time on your phone while you wait for club. <<if $fullness > 2>>With $lastPrey still gurgling away in your belly, you don't bother with a trip to the dining hall, staying comfortably lounging on your bed until it's time for Cooking Club. [[Go to Cooking Club->October 30th- Cooking Club]]<<else>>A little before five, you stand up and stretch your arms, then head out for a quick trip to the dining hall before Club. [[Go get dinner->October 30th- Dinner]]<</if>><</if>>

<<Time 15.5>>\ Grinning, you shoot up from your seat to hurry after her. You brush past the others heading for the door and out into the hall, catching sight of her rounding the corner towards the dorm hall. Right as she's about to turn onto the bridge, you catch up with her. "Hey, Alice! What's the rush?" you call out. She comes to a stop and turns to you with a scowl as you approach. "What the hell do //you// want?" she growls. "Volunteering to be my dinner?" "Oh come on, you know. What, did you think no one noticed your little freakout in class?" you say. "I knew you were all talk, but that was just sad to watch. What, that scared of what Slate might do to you for interrupting that you had to //run away//? You're pathetic." "You're even dumber than I thought if that's what you really think happened back there," she says, glowering at you. "As if I would ever be //afraid// of that old hag." "What's your excuse then?" you say, still smugly satisfied about having her on the back foot for once. "Just such a big momma's girl you couldn't bear hearing one little joke at her expense?" You duck out of the way as she makes a grab for you with a frustrated growl. You've clearly struck a nerve. "I don't know what the //hell// you think you're doing $name..!" she says, eyes locked on yours in a furious glare. You grab her arm when she tries to reach for you again. "But if you think I--" <<if $eatenByZoeyMulti>>\ Something slams into your back, cutting off Alice by shoving you into her. Whoever's behind you barrels forward, grabbing both of your arms in a vice grip as she drives you into one of the doors along the wall... Alice softening the impact as she's pinned beneath you in the process. You faintly hear a yelp of surprise from the other side of the door you were just slammed against. <<if $ateAshley or $day5Zoey>>"YOU!" a menacing voice growls in your ear. A chill runs down your spine--it's //Zoey//. You can feel the heat of her breath against your neck. "Finally caught you. You're not going anywhere this time, bitch..."<<else>>"Must be my lucky day," a gruff voice growls in your ear. A chill runs down your spine--it's //Zoey//. You can feel the heat of her breath against your neck. "I was just starting to look for dinner, and look who I found.~ About time we finished what we started, don't you think?"<</if>> "What the hell..!? G-Get... off of me..!" Alice grunts underneath you, her voice a little strained. You're not entirely sure Zoey even realizes she's there. "H-Hey Zoey..!" you sputter. "Let's--" The world goes dark and your protest is silenced as your head is plunged into between Zoey's jaws. <<else>>\ "Aww, what's the matter, freshies? I hate to see a couple fight like this.~" Your skin prickles as a newcomer interrupts the conversation, draping one arm over each of your shoulders and leaning in between you. It's a fairly chunky blonde girl with her hair tied back in a messy ponytail, standing a few inches taller than you... a girl you unfortunately recognize. It's Zoey Pierce. Alice looks just as caught off guard as you, but doesn't seem to have the same recognition. "//Couple!?// How //dare// you even suggest something so absurd!" Alice snaps. She tries in vain to push Zoey's arm away. "Y-Yeah, nothing like that! We were just having a little argument," you say, much more on edge than her. "But I see we were probably blocking the hall, sorry about that, we'll just go ahead and--" "Oh we both know exactly where you're going," Zoey interjects, licking her lips. She pulls you and Alice in closer as you try to break away, pressing your heads against her oversized chest. The loose black shirt she's wearing is peppered with little holes and tears. "But feel free to squirm for me.~" "Ugh, get off of me, you disgusting cretin!" Alice shouts, furiously trying to push away from the chubby girl. "Do you have any idea who you're dealing with?" You grunt as Zoey painfully tightens her grip on you, turning her attention to Alice. "My dinner," she answers with a laugh. "I am Alice //Mercato//, daughter of Sele--//mmph..!//" Zoey doesn't even let her finish her ill-advised attempt at posturing before snapping her jaws over Alice's head. She tightens her grip on you even further, practically smothering you against her chest as she leans over to swallow Alice. You can hear her muffled cries of outrage as she sinks down the junior's throat. Even with Zoey's attention split, neither of you can gain any ground in your efforts to break away from her grip. You grunt in surprise as Zoey drags you forward, pivoting her body to pin you against the wall with her hip while she repositions Alice. There's a brief struggle, but the best Alice can do is delay her. Gripping one of her thighs, Zoey pulls her head back and hoists the bratty girl up above her. Heavy gulping fills your ears as Zoey swallows her down with animalistic fervor, never pausing for a moment as Alice wriggles down her throat. You can feel her belly starting to swell, pushing out against you before long. The pressure gets worse with every gulp, Alice's body helping to further pin you against the wall as it fills out Zoey's eager stomach. You give up on resisting for now, looking up to watch as Alice's feet sink down past Zoey's lips, the junior tauntingly snapping her teeth closed behind them. Under any other circumstances, you would be thrilled to see her getting put in her place... "//*UUUURrrrrup..!*// Still just tasted like meat to me, princess," Zoey sneers, giving her gut a harsh smack. Alice immediately starts to rage inside of her, kicking and shoving at the walls with reckless abandon. She shouts in protest, though none of it is particularly intelligible. "I, uh, don't suppose you're satisfied now..?" you say, your voice a little strained. Zoey turns to look down at you and licks her lips. Despite her belly already being bloated and wriggling, a deep, rumbling growl of hunger shakes through it. <<if $ateAshley>>"You really think I'd pass on my chance to eat //you//, 'champ'?" she sneers. "No, we're gonna finish what we started that night.~"<<else>>"Not even close.~"<</if>>\ <</if>> [[Continue->October 30th- Eaten By Zoey]]

<<Time 12.5>>\ <<set $ateElly to 1>><<set $preyName to "Elly">><<set $preyHealthMax to 30>><<set $preyResilience to 1>><<set $preyFrustration to 0>><<set $preyExhaustion to 1>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "Elly_PredActions">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "Elly_Struggle">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "Elly(TEXT)">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Eat Elly- Failure">><<set $preySize to 5>><<set $fullness += $preySize>>\ <<set _tauntResponse to false>><<set _running to false>><<set _firstRunReaction to false>><<set _firstRun to false>><<set $TEMPrun to 0>><<if ($kaylaEnd is "alive") and ($day9EmmaAdvice < 2)>><<set _kaylaPresent to true>><<else>><<set _kaylaPresent to false>><</if>><<set _kaylaWorkout to false>><<set _firstWorkout to true>><<set _noWorkoutHealthTaunt to false>>\ <<if $aliceRel > 0>>"Really? That's awesome! I've always wanted to get to know her a little better," you say, smiling wide. Elly grins back, an excited look plastered on her face. "Well you're on the right track! Just keep doing what you're doing and maybe someday you can be her second most faithful assistant," she says. "I could even put in a good word for you!" "You would do that for me?" you ask incredulously. "That's so nice of you! Thanks! You're definitely right, I don't think I could match your dedication," you say, taking a subtle step forward "...which is why I need to do this. Sorry!" "Huh?" Elly says, confused until you grab her right above the elbows. "HEY! DON'T YOU DARE!" she shouts, trying in vain to uncross her arms now that you've locked them down. You take the golden opportunity to wrap your maw around her head, swallowing down to her shoulders in one efficient motion. The salty taste of her skin is surprisingly pleasant, but even better is the fact that she's barely fighting back. Based on how much she's yelling inside your throat, you get the impression that it's because she's exhausted and not because she's excited about a journey into your stomach.<<elseif $aliceRel > -3>>"Relax, my beef is with Alice," you say, rolling your eyes. "I couldn't care less about her fragile ego, and I especially don't care about her chair's." "Excuse me!? How dare you!" Elly exclaims. It's more like a gasp than a growl. "You take that back, or else I'm reporting this to Alice!" "You know what? Good luck with that," you say, taking a quick step forward and seizing Elly's arms, holding them against her body as your gaping maw leans over her head. @@color:yellowgreen;You overpowered your prey.@@ "HEY! DON'T YOU--//MMPPH!//" she shouts, the latter part of her sentence muffled by your insides. Her arms are absolutely helpless against your grip, probably due in part to having just finished a workout. You swallow again, taking her shoulders in next as your hands maneuver down to her wrists.<<else>>"Relax, my beef is with Alice," you say, a smirk forming on your face. "I know she has a crush on me and all that, but could you tell her I'm busy right now?" "What!? No, she hates you, you idiot!" Elly says with a frustrated scowl. <<if $ateBetty or $ateCassidy or $ateCassidyParty>>"You do know //why// she hates me so much, right?" you say, rolling your eyes at the missed sarcasm. "Because you never listen to her!" she says, throwing her hands up like it was obvious. "She always takes time out of her day to give people some honest advice, but you! You just... keep causing trouble for no reason! Troublemaker!" "Honest advice, huh?" you repeat, trying not to laugh. "If Alice actually cares about you, she should've told you to avoid me," you continue, taking a step forward before grabbing the blonde girl by the shoulders. "I kinda wanted to work out today, but I really can't pass on adding another one of you idiots to my waistline.~"<<else>>"...you know what? Nevermind," you say, dismissively rolling your eyes. A second later, you lunge forward and grab the blonde girl by the shoulders, taking her by total surprise.<</if>> "Huh? HEY! YOU BETTER NOT--" Elly starts to say before she's cut off by your mouth wrapping around her head. @@color:yellowgreen;You overpowered your prey.@@ The salty taste of her skin is surprisingly pleasant, but even better is how helpless she is to break out of your grip. Considering she just came from a workout, she probably isn't at full strength. Another swallow brings her shoulders in next, followed by her chest as you maneuver your hands down to her wrists.<</if>> In her state of shock, Elly panics and tries to knee you in the stomach, but she's stifled when you grab her thighs and hold them together. From there, you stand up straight and flip the worn-out girl's lower half above your head, your middle beginning to bloat after a series of powerful gulps drags her legs down into your mouth. The whole process is so smooth that you forget to take off her running shoes, instead shutting your mouth around the soles before one final gulp seals her in your swollen stomach. "//*UUUUUuuuRRrrp!*// Ahh... that really hit the spot," you say, rubbing the top of your writhing belly. "I don't believe this!" Elly screams. "Let me out this instant you jerk!" "No chance!" you reply, taking a seat on a nearby bench. You give Elly's head a playful poke before continuing. "<<if $aliceSimp > 1>>Getting close to Alice will be a lot easier once you're out of the picture." "How could you do this!? Traitor!"<<elseif $aliceRel > -1>>I don't want you running off to Alice to tell her about this." "You jerk! She will find out about this!"<<else>>Dunno about you, but I love the sound of Alice having one less crony to hide behind." "You monster! I won't let you get away with this!"<</if>><<set $sceneAttack to 0>><<set $sceneDefense to 0>><<done>><<include $sceneActionsLink>><<replace "#actionReminder">><<PredActionReminder>><</replace>><</done>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "predOptions">></div>

<<if _running and ($preyExhaustion > 7)>><<set $preyHealth to -1>><<addclass "#actionReminder" "hide">><<addclass "#actions" "hide">><<addclass "#special" "hide">><</if>><<if _kaylaWorkout and ($turn > 6)>><<set $preyHealth to -1>><<addclass "#actionReminder" "hide">><<addclass "#actions" "hide">><<addclass "#special" "hide">><</if>>/*ensures the player is never left with no options without the scene ending, 4 is the minimum you can have*/ <<if $preyHealth <= 0>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _kaylaWorkout>><<set $ateElly to 4>> Over the course of your workout, you can't help noticing how loud your stomach is getting. Regardless of what you're doing, each movement kicks up a heavy slosh, accompanied by plenty of other gurgles, growls and groans. While Kayla thinks of which exercise to do next, you absentmindedly press your hand into your distended gut, failing to realize just how deep it's sinking into the soft flesh "Alright, next up I was thinking we could--" "//*OUUURRRRRPP!*//" you belch, rudely cutting her off. There's a brief moment of awkward silence where Kayla just stares at you deadpan--even a few of the other gym-goers are looking your way after that. "Uh, whoops, sorry about that," you say, feeling a bit embarrassed. "Haha, it's cool! Just caught me off guard is all," Kayla says with a dismissive wave of her hand. "Guess she's all done in there?" You have a pretty good feeling that she's right, but just to be sure you shake your hips, causing your gut to wobble from side to side. Like before, it's a lot of sloshing and zero talking or squirming. "Yep, looks like Alice is in the market for some new furniture," you reply with a grin. @@color:lime;Elly has been digested!@@ The two of you stand around and chat for a bit longer, but eventually Kayla gets you back on track by guiding you through a few more exercises. Her own prey still throws out the occasional punch, but at this point she isn't even flinching at them. Eventually her stomach goes still, the organ becoming round and glistening with sweat just like yours. It's clear you're both exhausted by now, and Kayla leads you through a brief stretching routine to cool down before you fully wrap up. "Whew, that felt amazing," Kayla says, slowly working her way back up to her feet. "Thanks for joining, $name. Felt good to get a proper lift in on campus for once." "No problem. Wasn't sure what to expect, but I'm glad I joined too," you reply, attempting to follow her lead. It's a bit of a struggle to carry your belly up with you due to how exerted you are, but Kayla offers you a hand before you embarrass yourself too much. "You were really good at guiding me around, too. Did you ever think about becoming a personal trainer?" "Yeah, for sure I have. Might be something I look into after graduating," she says. "Anyways, it was my pleasure. Maybe we can do it again sometime?" "<<if $totalPrey > 3>>Works for me. Maybe I could teach you a thing or two about handling prey as thanks for today," you reply with a smirk. Kayla just shakes her head, but there's a friendly smile on her face. "I was thinking //without// the prey next time, but thanks anyway," she says, laughing slightly as she turns toward the exit. "Catch you later, $name<<else>>I like the sound of that. This was fun, but probably not something I want to make a habit out of," you reply, chuckling. Kayla nods in agreement. "Oh yeah, I meant //without// the prey," she says with a laugh of her own before turning toward the exit. "Catch you later, $name<</if>>." <<if $kaylaRel < 5>> <<if $kaylaRel < 3>><<Kayla 2>><<else>><<Kayla 1>><</if>><</if>> You wave goodbye before waddling over to the edge of the mats where you left your shoes. It's a similar struggle to slip them back on, but it's light work compared to the actual exercise you just did. After finishing off what's left in your water bottle, you make your way out of the weight room, taking another curious peek at the yoga class going on below. You're surprised to see that it's a different group of people than you saw on the way in, though of course, they're all still sporting a stuffed belly. Thinking back to what Kayla said, it's likely this is the same group from earlier, just with the roles reversed. <<Workout>><<silently>><<Workout>><</silently>>You rest your hand on your gut as you make your way downstairs. More than just a satisfying meal, you definitely got one hell of a workout out of this. @@color:lime;While Elly may be soon to pack on more pounds, you definitely lost some weight from all that!@@ Continuing on your way to the lobby, you head downstairs and out into the courtyard. The warmth generated by your sweltering gut creates an odd contrast with the chilly air, each step creating a thick, satisfying slosh as you approach the main hall. Once inside, you lumber towards your dorm and unlock the door. The first thing you notice is that Emma isn't here at the moment, which is probably for the best considering you still need to change out of your gym clothes. It's a bit awkward with your soup-filled stomach in the way, but after some careful maneuvering you manage to pull a new outfit out of your dresser. From there, you bring the new clothes into the bathroom and start to undress. Fortunately you still have some time before Escapism, so you take the opportunity to jump in the shower quickly. The warm water feels rejuvenating against your exerted body, and you get a bit carried away trying to scrub every last inch of your sweat-soaked skin. You let out a long, satisfied sigh when you finally turn the water off, then give your polished belly a hard pat. The intense jiggle implies that nothing solid is left inside. After drying yourself off, you fight for a bit to get into your change of clothes, then exit into the main room. Checking your phone, you notice there's only about five minutes until your next class starts. It's probably for the best--if you had any time to lay down, you'd probably doze off. Instead, you simply pocket your phone and head back out into the hall with your noisy stomach in tow. <<elseif _running>> <<set $ateElly to 3>> Over time, all the sound from your stomach gradually fades into white noise as you lock into your workout. One lap becomes two, then three, and so on until you ultimately lose track. You're sweating like crazy, but you feel the urge to push for one last loop. You let out a deep breath after running around the starting line, then another once you take the final bend around the far side of the track. The final stretch feels three times longer than any of your previous loops, but you manage to fight through to the end before doubling over in exhaustion. "Hahh... holy crap..." you say, leaning on the railing while looking down. Droplets of sweat drip down from your head, splashing on the floor below with some regularity. "Hahhh... //*haauuoOOOOOUUUUUUUURRRRRRRPPPP!*//" A massive belch rumbles up through your chest, leaving a small splatter of saliva on the ground in front of you. Clattering in the middle is a cracked pair of glasses, which calls your attention back to Elly You were so locked in that you practically forgot about her. Your swollen stomach is louder than you're used to seeing, emphatic gurgles and groans permeating the upper floor of the sports complex. Curious, you give it a light shove to the side, enjoying the noisy sloshes as it shakes like a thick ball of jello. Standing up a bit straighter, you take a deep breath and give it a squeeze, smiling as your hand meets virtually no resistance, everything inside having blended into a thick mixture of nutrients. @@color:lime;Elly has been digested!@@ You take another drink from your water bottle, heading for the staircase that leads to the ground level. There's a girl halfway up the stairs when you arrive, but she backpedals to the bottom and waits for you to pass despite there being ample space on the stairs for her to walk by. <<if $reputation[1] is "loner">>You don't pay her any mind as you make your way to the exit<<else>>You smile at her when you reach the bottom, cradling your rumbling belly in one hand as you make your way to the exit<</if>>. <<Workout>>More than just a satisfying meal, you definitely got <<if $TEMPrun > 2>>one hell of a workout<<silently>><<Workout>><</silently>><<else>>a serious workout<</if>> out of this. @@color:lime;While Elly may be soon to pack on more pounds, you definitely lost some weight from all that!@@ More than satisfied with your exercise for the day, you head back out across the courtyard to the main building, cold air stinging your exposed gut. You return to your dorm and take a nice, relaxing shower, unwinding after the intense workout. You get distracted massaging your soft, squishy belly for a while when you're lathering up. After you finally dry off and get changed, it's just about time for your next class. <<else>> <<set $ateElly to 2>> After spending the better part of her afternoon in your stomach, Elly's struggling has faded into little more than an internal massage. She didn't have much of a chance to begin with thanks to how exhausted she was, but you're grateful she hasn't quite given up yet--it actually feels pretty nice. The lobby is quiet enough that each gurgle echoes a little off the high ceiling, and you feel so relaxed that you start to absently massage your belly, cradling it between your legs as you slowly move your hands around in accordance with her pitiful strikes. "I can't... do this... anymore..." Elly whines, interrupting your daydream after quite some time. She sounds like she's barely conscious, a loud splash resonating around her as she finally slumps over, delivering one last kick in vain. "Let... me... go..." <<if ($karma < 0) or ($aliceRel < 0)>>"Oh give it a rest already..." you say, grinning as you start to add a bit more intensity to your massage. "You know you're not going anywhere, just accept that you're my lunch.~"<<else>>"Shhhh..." you whisper, adding a bit more intensity to your massage--just enough for your hands to sink in and reach the contours of her body. "It's way too late for that at this point."<</if>> "I just... wanted to... Alice..." She's unable to finish her thought, physically and mentally giving in to the churning inside your gut. You prod at your belly, hoping you might get her to perk up and sate your curiosity about what she was trying to say, but a gurgling rumble is the only response. "//*...uuuRRRRRPPP!*//" you cover your mouth after an overdue belch escapes from your stomach. You don't notice right away, but there's another girl in the lobby. She's giving you a grossed-out look when your eyes finally meet hers, but ultimately doesn't comment as she passes by on her way to the gymnasium. You let out a simple sigh, grabbing a handful of your squishy, soup-filled gut. @@color:lime;Elly has been digested!@@ Not exactly in a state to be working out anymore, you stand up and stretch your arms, then head back out into the courtyard, what remains of Elly jiggling along with your footsteps. The cold air stings the exposed skin of your belly as you cross back over to the main building. When you arrive at your room, you plop down on your bed to kill some time, one hand idly massaging your belly as you scroll through your phone. As your next class draws near, you make a quick stop in the bathroom, then head out into the hall. <</if>> <<include "playerPredEnd">>[[Head to Escapism->October 30th- Escapism]] <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 3>> <<if _kaylaPresent>> <<if $kaylaRel < 0>> <<append "#digestion">> With most of your focus placed on Elly, you fail to notice when another girl walks into the lobby, only picking up on her presence once she walks into your peripheral. When you look up, you see Kayla giving you an unfriendly side-eye on her way past. You don't balk at that considering your history--instead it's the large, writhing gut swaying from her midsection that takes you by surprise. You've had classes with her for two months now, but <<if $eatenByKayla>>apart from the time you were //inside it//, <</if>>you've never actually seen her with a full stomach before. Considering her high and mighty attitude towards the subject, it's tempting to get a dig in while you can... <</append>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <<replace "#special">> <<link "Call her out for eating someone">> <<append "#digestion">> "Finally fell off your //*urrp*// high horse, huh?" you taunt, giving your belly a firm pat. "Excuse me?" Kayla responds, turning her head with an icy glare. "What's that supposed to mean?" "I mean, all you do is preach about how 'eating people is so shitty!' and how 'bullies are the worst!'," you say, a smug grin forming on your face. "I knew you were annoying, but I didn't expect you to be a hypocrite too," "Oh fuck off, $name," she says, turning completely towards you now. She's wearing a dark grey sports bra with a matching pair of leggings. "For your information, this bitch //was// a bully. I don't do this shit just for fun, unlike some assholes I know," "Ouch," you say flatly, then laugh. "I do my part taking out bullies too, y'know. Right, Elly?" you add, giving your belly a light shake. "Hey! Don't think this is over yet!" Elly screeches. Kayla lets out a sarcastic laugh, then rolls her eyes. "Congrats, you dealt with the chair. Alice is really gonna feel that one." "Literally," you add. Surprisingly, your dumb joke gets a more genuine laugh from her this time. "Wait a minute, that's not Darcy in there, is it?" "Nah. Same type of person though--big enough to think she can push people around, and dumb enough to not know when to back down," she says. Two fist-shaped imprints appear beneath her taut skin, and her prey shouts something you can't quite make out before Kayla squeezes her back into submission. "Big //*urrrrrp*// mouth, too." "Speak for yourself," you respond, wiping some spittle off your face. "Jokes aside, she sounds like a real piece of work. Glad she'll be out of the picture soon." "Why? So there's more left for you?" she replies. "Hey come on! I'm not //that// much of a bitch," you say, promptly squeezing your gut after to quell another outburst from your prey. "That right? <<if $day7TriedToEatKayla>>Ignoring the fact that you tried to eat me way back when, I'm pretty sure you<<else>>Pretty sure you<</if>> called me out now just to talk shit," she retorts. "Yeah, you're like the main reason I'm motivated to stay in shape," you say with a lighthearted shrug. "Need to be prepared in case you come <<if $eatenByKayla>>after me again." Kayla shrugs. "Wasn't really planning on it. Looking back, I guess that was kind of a small thing to try and digest you over.<<else>>looking for revenge or something." Kayla snorts again. "Not really the 'revenge' type, but I'm flattered I guess,"<</if>> she says, her stance relaxing a bit. "Tell you what, //gordita//. I was gonna do some strength training while I've got the chance. You in?" she asks, lifting her stomach in her arms to show what she means, then letting it drop with a loud slosh, causing the girl inside to go ballistic. "Unless you really //are// as wimpy as you look." <</append>> <<replace "#special">> <<link "Let's do it">> <<append "#digestion">> <<include "Elly_Kayla">> <</append>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <</link>> <<link "No way">> <<append "#digestion">> "Pass," you say, squeezing your stomach to force out a huge belch. "We'll see who the wimp is when you're churning up in my gut like Elly here.~" "Unreal..." Kayla says, clenching her fists as her expression hardens once again. She looks like she has something else to say, but instead of engaging further, she takes a deep breath to calm herself down. From there, she just turns and continues toward the stairwell. "See you soon!" you call out. She responds by holding her middle finger up over her shoulder.<<if $kaylaRel > -3>> <<Kayla -1>><</if>> Feeling satisfied, you turn your attention back to your wriggling gut. As much as you'd like to put Kayla in her place someday, you've still got Elly to deal with first. <</append>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <</link>> <</replace>> <</link>> <<link "Ignore her">> <<append "#digestion">> Ultimately you decide to keep your mouth shut. Even if she can't do anything to you now, pissing her off probably isn't the best idea. <</append>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <</link>> <</replace>> <<else>> <<append "#digestion">> With most of your focus placed on Elly, you fail to notice when another girl walks into the lobby... at least until she calls out to you directly. "Hey $name!" Kayla says, giving you a friendly wave as she approaches. Her outfit consists of a dark grey sports bra and a matching pair of leggings. "Nice day so far, huh?" "...Hey!" you respond after a few seconds, your attention now firmly on her midsection. Not because her abs are showing, but because of the large, writhing belly she's sporting in their place. "My eyes are up here, //chica//," she says, smirking as she shakes her head. Her stomach lets out a contented gurgle, like it's pleased with the attention. "But really, how you //*urp*// been? Looks like you're staying on top of your macros too." "Haha! Sorry, it just took me by surprise is all. <<if ($day9Workout > 1) and (($trialClaire is "lose") or $ateClaire)>>Between that girl yesterday and whoever's in there now, you've really got your work cut out for you," you say, smirking. "Ha! You're definitely right. Dunno where all the assholes are coming from, but it hasn't been great for my diet," Kayla says, laughing slightly as she gives her belly a shake for emphasis.<<else>>I know you've talked about eating people in the past, but this is the first time I've actually seen you try out the //real// menu here," you say with a smirk. "Yep, not something I make a habit out of, but this bitch really deserved it," Kayla says, giving her belly a shove for emphasis.<</if>> Based on the shouting and the various imprints her prey's limbs are creating inside, her meal was probably just as recent as yours. "Walked into the *//urrrrp//* dining hall for a normal lunch and saw her bullying this poor girl for no reason. Felt good to step in." "That's awesome! <<if $reputation[0] is "glutton">>I love when my meals come guilt-free,<<else>>Sounds like you did the school a favor,<</if>>" you say with a laugh, giving your belly a squeeze after to subdue an outburst from your prey. "Are you really //*urrrp*// planning to work out like that, though?" "Of course!" she replies. "I'm pretty excited for it, actually. Since they don't have any weights here, this is the closest we can get to actual strength training," she adds, lifting her gut in her arms slightly. "You should tag along!" "Sorry, but I think I'll pass this time. Elly here loves her attention," you say, giving your writhing belly a gentle rub. "Elly...?" Kayla repeats, looking upward like she's trying to remember something. "Wait, that's one of Alice's crew, right? The chair girl?" she asks, an expectant look on her face. "The one and only!" Elly shouts, answering the question for you as she begins lashing out at your stomach. "Who the heck even is this? Ugh, whatever, you're both going down once--eep!" she squeals once you tighten your core for a few seconds to quiet her down. "Haha, that's priceless!" Kayla laughs. "C'mon, you don't have to waste your time on a wimp like her. I promise you'll feel great after. And less heavy," she adds with a competitive smirk. <</append>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <<replace "#special">> <<link "Let's do it">> <<append "#digestion">> <<include "Elly_Kayla">> <</append>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <</link>> <<link "Just take it easy">> <<append "#digestion">> "Nah, I've already *urp* given up on exercise for today," you say, leaning back on the bench. "Appreciate the offer, though." "Alright alright, no problem," Kayla says, nodding. She sounds a bit disappointed, but doesn't show it for longer than a second. "Have a good one then, yeah?" "You too, enjoy your workout!" "Ha, you bet I will!" As Kayla heads for the stairwell, you turn your attention back to your wriggling gut. Bleak as things may be for Elly, you'd prefer not to take any unnecessary risks with her. <</append>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <</link>> <</replace>> <</if>> <<else>> <<append "#digestion">> While Elly squirms inside your gut, it dawns on you that catching a meal wasn't exactly your intention when you first walked in. In fact, digesting Elly will have quite the opposite effect on your physique. Your gaze shifts from your stomach towards the two staircases leading to the second floor as an idea pops into your head...<<if $stamina < 20>> but you quickly brush it aside. You're definitely too tired to even //consider// exercising with this much extra weight.<</if>> <</append>> <<if $stamina > 19>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <<replace "#special">> <<link "Go for a run">> <<append "#digestion">> <<set _running to true>> <<set $day10Workout to 2>> With a confident grin, you look down at Elly again and place your hand on her head. "Hey, //*urrrp*// sit still for a minute. I just had a great idea!" you say, standing up. "Ugh, just save it!" Elly protests, her squirms directly defying your request. "I don't take orders from jerks like you!" You roll your eyes, chuckling a bit as you reach the stairs. She isn't creating much of a hassle anyway, though you do have to brace yourself on the railing while you head up. Making your way through the door, you smile when you see the track is completely vacant, just like you'd hoped. In fact, a quick peek into the weight room shows that the building as a whole is pretty barren right now... other than what looks like a yoga session happening in the main gymnasium, except all of the participants are strangely sporting full guts. "Hey, where the hell are you going!? Answer me!" your lunch yells, breaking your train of thought as she starts to struggle even harder than before. It's almost like she's more upset about being ignored than anything else. "Uh, to the gym? Duh," you say matter-of-factly, setting your water bottle down on the edge of the track. "*//URP!//* I did come here to work out, you know. No reason I should let you get in the way of that," you add. Stepping onto the track, you quickly realize you don't have a lot of experience running like this, so you start just by working your way into a light, rhythmic jog. <</append>> <<addclass "#crush" "hide">> <<set $noCrush to true>> <<if $oralProficiency > 2>><<addclass "#shake" "hide">><</if>> <<set $noShake to true>> <<if $oralProficiency > 4>><<addclass "#knead" "hide">><</if>> <<set $noKnead to true>> <<addclass "#squeeze" "hide">> <<set $noSqueeze to true>> <<addclass "#massage" "hide">> <<set $noMassage to true>> <<addclass "#taunt" "hide">> <<set $noTaunt to true>> <<addclass "#relax" "hide">> <<append "#sceneOptions">> <<button "Run">> <<set $stamina -= 20>> <<set $TEMPrun += 1>> <<set $struggleDisplay to "shake">> <<set $lastPlayerAction to $lastAction>> <<set $lastAction to "shake">> <<append "#digestion">> <<include "predMessageCheck">> <</append>> <<include "predTurnCalc">> <<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<SidebarText>><</replace>> <<if $preyHealth > 0>><<replace "#actionReminder">><<PredActionReminder>><</replace>><</if>> <</button>> <</append>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <</link>> <<link "Just take it easy">> <<append "#digestion">> ...but you brush the thought aside. You can always get some exercise in another time, and right now you'd rather put all your attention towards dealing with Elly. <</append>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <</link>> <</replace>> <</if>> <</if>> <</if>>

<<set _roll to random(1,3)>> <<if $turn is 0>> <<set $preyAction to "rest">> <<set _preyActionIntensity to 1>> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> Despite her initial outburst, it isn't long before Elly's arms and legs go completely limp. If you focus hard enough, you can hear heavy breathing, like she's waiting for some of her strength to come back. <</append>> <<elseif ($turn is 1) and ($lastAction is "taunt")>> <<set _tauntResponse to true>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<set _preyActionIntensity to 2>> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Shut up you stupid wannabe! You have no idea who you're messing with!" Elly shouts, bursting to life with a flurry of kicks. There's a surprising amount of strength behind her assault, much more than you were expecting. "Alice is gonna wipe that smile right off your face!" <</append>> <<elseif _running>> <<if !_firstRunReaction>> <<set _firstRunReaction to true>> <<set $preyAction to "struggle">> <<set _preyActionIntensity to 2>> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Are you CRAZY? What the hell is your problem!?" Elly shouts, writhing frantically as her surroundings are thrown into chaos. An audible splashing sound already accompanies the swaying of your stomach. "You're gonna make us both sick!" <</append>> <<elseif $lastAction is "shake">> <<set $preyAction to "struggle">> <<set _preyActionIntensity to 3>> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> Meanwhile, Elly continues thrashing with reckless abandon, kicking and pummeling your insides as hard as she can to try and make you sick. A bassy groan from inside the organ has you a little concerned about her chances when you start your next lap. <<elseif _roll is 2>> Elly is still going berserk inside your stomach, throwing her body weight around with little regard for saving energy. Your stomach lets out a loud, ominous gurgle in response to all the movement, but you tune it out to focus on staying balanced. <<else>> While you prioritize your training, your prey is giving it her all to escape the chaotic confines of your gut. <<if $acidStage < 3>>There's an audible splashing sound when you take the bend around the track, which gives you a good feeling about your progress.<<else>>The sound of acid splashing against Elly completely drowns out anything she's trying to say, making you wonder if she's expired already.<</if>> <</if>> <</append>> <<else>> <<set $preyAction to "struggle">> <<set _preyActionIntensity to 2>> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<set _roll to random(1,2)>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> "Let me out already! This is disgusting!" Elly shouts, her voice sounding a bit hoarse thanks to all the acid swirling around in her prison. She's still fighting hard in spite of it, the defined shape of her fist constantly appearing beneath your stretched skin even after starting your next lap. <<else>> Elly lets out a roar of anger as she springs to life, hoping to take advantage of your exhaustion. If the sound of your sizzling stomach acid is anything to go by, she's probably running on sheer adrenaline at this point, so you feel confident in your ability to circle the track a few more times. <</if>> <</append>> <</if>> <<else>> <<if $preyExhaustion > 0>> <<set $preyAction to "rest">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <<elseif $preyFrustration > 3>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<set _preyActionIntensity to 2>> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <<elseif $preyFrustration > 1>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <<elseif (_roll is 3) and ($lastPreyAction != "probe")>> <<set $preyAction to "probe">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <<else>> <<set $preyAction to "struggle">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <</if>> <<append "#digestion">> <</append>>

<<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "relax">> <<if _kaylaWorkout>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _firstWorkout>>"Why don't we start with some squats?<<else>>"How about some squats next?<</if>> That's like, the most intuitive exercise with a stomach this big," Kayla adds with a laugh. "Makes sense to me," you say, nodding. "Honestly it's the only exercise I could really picture doing when you first mentioned this." "Haha! I don't blame ya," she says, standing with her back facing the wall. "Let's take turns on this one, that way we can make sure the other person is using the right form. It's really easy to injure yourself doing these compound movements if you aren't careful." "That's a good idea. It's kinda like using a spotter, right?" you say a bit unsure. "Exactly! Basically just make sure I'm keeping my back straight," she says, moving her feet until they're about shoulder width apart. After that, she bends her knees, squatting down until her thighs are almost parallel with her knees before going back up. Mostly clueless as to what else you should be looking for, you stay focused on her back, pointing out that she's bending forward a bit somewhere around her sixth rep. Other than that her form looks perfectly fine, and thanks to some <<if $kaylaRel < 0>>lighthearted heckling<<else>>positive encouragement<</if>>, she battles her way to seventeen reps before tapping out. "Alright... I'm done...!" she says, laboring a bit as she returns to her starting position. She takes a few deep breaths to fully recover before continuing. "Man, that felt amazing! Thanks for pushing me like that--it's exactly why lifting //*urp*// with a partner is more fun." "No problem," you reply. "Guess it's my turn now?" "Hey, don't sound //too// excited now," Kayla says with a grin. "But really, don't feel like you have to do as many as me. You'll see some gains as long as you go until failure." You nod before taking a similar shoulder-width stance, then squat down as far as you can manage. "You're going too deep. Gonna pull something in your quad or your groin doing that," Kayla immediately chimes in. "S-Sorry..." you reply, struggling a bit to rise back to your starting position. "Maybe you can use this as a guide?" she says, placing her hand on your wriggling stomach. "Try going as deep as you can //before// it touches the mat--that'll be your ideal depth." "Alright," you say. Taking another deep breath, you slowly squat down again, then as soon as you feel something touch the bottom of your gut, you extend your knees back to normal. Unlike before, it's much easier now that you haven't gone as low. You look at Kayla right after, and she gives you an affirming thumbs-up. It only takes three reps for you to feel a serious burn in your hamstrings, and Kayla reminds you several times both to keep your back straight and to keep your breathing steady. Another downside to this exercise is it doesn't impede Elly much, giving her a momentary chance to fight back. Other than that, you'd say your set went pretty smoothly. "I think... I'm done now..." you say, standing straight after your eighth rep. Beads of sweat are streaking down from your hair onto your forehead. "You think?" Kayla says unconvinced. "If you were at your limit, you'd know it. Do one more." "What?" you say, glaring at her. She gives you a competitive smirk, but doesn't add anything else. Furrowing slightly, you bend your knees for one more rep, the burn in your thighs forcing you to take it a bit slower on your way back up. "One more," Kayla repeats. "Let's round it up to ten." "Seriously!?" you reply. Before either of you can argue the point further, however, you're already dipping down into one final squat. This time, you //really// feel the heat. There's a moment where you aren't sure if you can finish the movement, your lower half trembling with exertion. Slowly but surely though, you extend your legs, reaching your starting position with an exasperated sigh. "//¡Qué bien!// That time I could really tell you couldn't do another," Kayla says. "That's exactly what I meant by ‘going until failure'. If your goal is to build muscle, then you're just cheating yourself if you call it quits while you've still got gas left in the tank." "Haha... thanks..." you say between labored breaths. <</append>> <<addclass "#relax" "hide">> <<set _firstWorkout to false>> <<elseif _running>> <<set _roll to random(1,2)>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $lastPlayerAction is "relax">> Unfortunately, you're still feeling gassed by the time you get halfway around the track. After pushing through the latter half, you come to a stop and brace yourself on the guardrail with a sigh of exertion. In desperate need of a drink, you squat down to grab your water bottle and start to chug. Your belly briefly lurches as Elly panics from the sudden spray of icy water inside. <<elseif _roll is 1>> During your jog, you notice that your breathing has become a bit labored and heavy. Furthermore, you're starting to feel some discomfort in your lower back, so you decide to take a small breather once you finish your loop around. <<else>> At the end of your lap, you take a moment to stop and catch your breath. While the amount of sweat covering your body is a good indicator that your workout is effective, it's hard to deny how much the added bulk is tiring you out. <</if>> <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "taunt">> <<if _kaylaWorkout>> <<append "#digestion">> "Hey, is it cool if we take a quick breather?" you ask, sounding a bit winded. "<<if _firstWorkout>><<if $kaylaRel < 0>>Wait, what? Don't tell me you're out of breath just from walking here," Kayla says with a frown. "Hey, stairs aren't easy when you're carrying a person up with you!" you say defensively. "Speak for yourself," she responds, rolling her eyes. "Whatever, go ahead. Just don't take long."<<else>>Wait, what? Don't tell me you're out of breath just from walking here," Kayla says. She's trying to smile, but there's a mild look of disbelief in her demeanor. "Sorry, I think it was the stairs," you say with a slight laugh. "They take a lot out of me when I'm carrying someone around." "Fair enough..." Kayla responds. It's a bit awkward when she leaves it at that, but you aren't complaining otherwise.<</if>><<else>>Yeah, sure thing! I could probably use the break too," Kayla says with a slight laugh.<</if>> Taking a seat on the mat, you ease your wriggling belly between your legs, then lean over and grab the water bottle by your shoes. After unscrewing the lid, you chug about half of its contents and immediately start to feel a sense of refreshment. Elly lets out a shriek when the liquid splashes on her head, which is followed up by an assortment of hand and footprints appearing beneath the surface as she goes berserk. You see Kayla smirking when you glance in her direction, though she doesn't speak up until another several minutes pass. "Alright, you ready to go?" she asks. "//*Urrrrp!*// Yep, just about!" you say, giving Elly an affectionate pat on the head as you slowly labor to your feet. <</append>> <<addclass "#taunt" "hide">><<set $noTaunt to true>> <<set _firstWorkout to false>> <<elseif $turn is 0>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Out of breath already? Seriously? I just swallowed you!" you jeer, grabbing the side of your belly and giving it a light shake. "No wonder I ran into you here--you're way out of shape, which is weird because I doubt Alice ever lets //you// eat anyone." <</append>> <<elseif ($turn is 1) and _tauntResponse>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $aliceRel > 0>>"Hm, that's kinda concerning, actually..." you reply, stopping in your tracks. Then, right when she tries to take advantage of your inaction, you clench your stomach muscles as hard as you can, making your prey squeal in either pain or surprise. "Too bad she'll never find out I was the one who did it.~"<<else>>"Eh, I'm not too worried," you reply with a smug grin, clenching your stomach muscles to force Elly into submission for a moment. When you release them, a well of air rushes up into your throat. "//*Buuuurp!*// Come on, you've gotta try harder than that! All your training is about to go down the drain!"<</if>> <</append>> <<elseif ($preyHealthThreshold < 3) and !_running and !_noWorkoutHealthTaunt>> <<set _noWorkoutHealthTaunt to true>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "You know, believe it or not I actually came here to try and //lose// weight. So much for that," you say, smacking the side of your massive gut. "<<if $aliceRel > 0>>I think this was worth it though. I doubt I'll get another chance this good to wipe out some of my competition.~" "You're a monster!" Elly shouts back at you.<<elseif $ateCassidy or $ateCassidyParty or $ateBetty>>This was definitely worth it, though. <<if !$ateCassidy and !$ateCassidyParty>>Betty might've tasted like shit, but you were actually pretty good!<<elseif !$ateBetty>>Cassidy was way more delicious than you, but at least you understand how to squirm properly.~<<else>>I can't believe it's been two months since I gave Betty and Cassidy the tour through my guts. Heck, maybe I'll let Alice stay around longer if she's gonna keep finding me more food.~<</if>>" "You're a monster!" Elly shouts back at you.<<else>>This was definitely worth it, though. I've been waiting all year for a chance to bring you assholes down a peg." "In your dreams!" Elly growls back.<</if>> "Don't you dare think we're through already! I would never let Alice down like that!" "Never say never," you say with a smirk, giving your gut a light shake to force out another burp. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "squeeze">> <<if _kaylaWorkout>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _firstWorkout>>"You down to start with some sit-ups?"<<else>>"You game for some sit-ups next?"<</if>> Kayla asks. "Uh... sure?" you reply, glancing down as your stomach. "That doesn't sound practical, but I'm guessing you have an idea?" "Of course," she nods, easing her way down onto her back. It's a pretty vulnerable position to be in with live prey, but she wraps her arms around her stomach and squeezes before the girl inside can take advantage. "Ever done these with a medicine ball before? It's basically the same idea," she grunts, looking a bit strained when she goes for a practice rep. "Medicine balls don't weigh as much as people," you say. "Just try it! It's not easy, but //*urp*// you'll feel great after." You shrug and decide to give it a go. Moving slowly, you work your way down onto your back and bend your knees toward the ceiling, creating a slight cradle for your stomach. Elly seems to catch on to this and tries to make a move, but you quickly wrap your arms around her like you were shown, stifling her efforts. Right away you feel vindicated for your skepticism when you can barely lift your upper body off the ground, let alone do a full rep. Not only is your stomach heavy, but it's also way too big for this--there's hardly any space for you to actually sit //up//. Unsure of what to do, you turn your head towards Kayla and see her powering through her set. She looks strained already, but her prey is also noticeably bigger than yours. It would feel embarrassing to back out now. Feeling determined, you decide to straighten your knees just a little to create more room for your upper body. Suddenly, you find it much easier to lift your shoulders off the mat, and you can feel a satisfying tension in your core when you bend as far forward as possible, Elly letting out an equally satisfying squeal as she's squished into your legs. You only go about halfway back down before your next rep-, keeping your hands on your stomach to keep the motion steady and controlled. Before you know it, you’ve gotten into a decent rhythm, managing eight tough but rewarding reps. When you fall all the way back to the mat, you look over and see that Kayla is somehow still going, but only manages a few more reps before giving in herself. "//*URRRRP!*// Whew! That wasn't easy..." she says, laughing slightly amidst her heavy breathing. "How you feeling, $name?" "Better //*urrrp*// than expected..." you reply. There's a lingering tightness in your abdomen, but it's more of a post-workout burn than anything worrisome. "I didn't think this would actually work, guess I shouldn't have doubted you," you add with a laugh of your own. "Ha! I honestly didn't know if sit-ups would be practical either, but I'm glad we tried!" she says. "It's all about mindset--if you convince yourself something is possible, nothing can stop you." "<<if $kaylaRel < 0>>You really //are// crazy...<<else>>You really are crazy about this, huh?<</if>>" you reply. Kayla gives you a knowing look and nods. <</append>> <<addclass "#squeeze" "hide">><<set $noSqueeze to true>> <<set _firstWorkout to false>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "crush">> <<if _kaylaWorkout>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _firstWorkout>>"Wanna warm up with a plank?"<<else>>"Want to try a plank next?"<</if>> Kayla asks. "Works for me," you say. "Won't that be a bit difficult with this in the way, though?" you add, prodding your noisy stomach. Kayla laughs. "Yep, you're right. Obviously we can't do a traditional plank, so we'll do a modified version." she says before lowering herself back onto her knees. The girl inside must've picked up on something with the way she starts thrashing on the way down, nearly causing her captor to topple over this time. Kayla gives her gut an assertive squeeze to settle her down once they reach the floor. After that, she straightens her lower body while simultaneously propping her upper half up on her stomach, leaving her at an incline. "So... normally you'd do this with an exercise ball," Kayla says after a deep breath, otherwise brushing aside the outburst from her prey. "I'm starting to //*urp*// see the correlation," you say with a chuckle. You watch Kayla roll slightly backwards on her stomach, effectively pinning the wriggling mass under her upper body instead of directly below her middle. From there, she places her forearms down on the taut surface. You can hear her prey grunt something, clearly not happy about the added pressure. "It's like this--try to keep your back straight, and make sure you engage your core as much as you can!" she says. With that, she rises up onto her toes to start the plank. You follow her lead as best you can, looking over a couple of times to make sure your positioning is aligned with hers, then prop your elbows up onto your stomach to begin. It's... a bit uncomfortable, but a whimper of pain from inside your gut shows that, if nothing else, you're at least making some progress on digesting Elly. You start off strong, but a burn starts to creep in around your midsection after about fifteen seconds. It's definitely the good kind that comes with intense exercise, but it amplifies with each passing second until you begin to falter. Your arms start to tremble as you fight to maintain your balance, and you start to bend your back a bit to compensate. "<<if $kaylaRel < 0>>Keep it straight, //gordita!//"<<else>>Keep it straight! Come on, you can do this!"<</if>> Kayla immediately grunts. You glance over briefly and see her body trembling a bit too, but apparently she still has enough control to coach you in spite of it. You straighten your back again and squeeze your abdomen as tight as possible, using her words as motivation to last for a full minute. It takes a ton of effort, and you probably were counting the seconds in your head a little faster than what was accurate, but all in all you feel satisfied once you finally reach your limit and drop to your knees. "Holy shit... //*Urrrrrrp!*//" you say, leaning on your bloated stomach to catch your breath. For her part, Kayla lasts an entire two minutes longer than you did before she gives up. It's not too surprising when you think about how chiseled her core usually looks without a person in the way, but it's still pretty incredible to watch. You also aren't complaining about the break, either. "Oh man... that felt //*UURRRRPP!*//" Kayla starts to say before an enormous belch hijacks her statement. "Excuse me--meant to say that felt great!" "I bet," you say with a smirk. Even after she lets up, her once-lively prey stays immobile for some time afterward. <</append>> <<addclass "#crush" "hide">><<set $noCrush to true>> <<set _firstWorkout to false>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "shake">> <<if _kaylaWorkout>> <<append "#digestion">> "<<if _firstWorkout>>Maybe we could start with some swings?" Kayla asks. "Like, kettlebell ones. Ever tried them before?"<<else>>Have you ever done kettlebell swings before?" Kayla asks.<</if>> "No, but I think I know what they are?" you respond. "Cool, no problem. This may as well be its own thing anyway," Kayla says with a laugh. She enters a fairly wide stance, then cradles her massive stomach in both arms. "Wait, you don't mean...?" "Hell yeah I do! This is one of my favorite exercises. It's great for your glutes and quads, but doesn't ignore your upper body either," she explains. "I know this thing's a little more unwieldy than a 30 pound kettlebell, but bear with me here," You look on with skepticism as Kayla bends her knees, hinging her back as she leans forward. Her stomach is only an inch or two from touching the floor at her maximum depth, and she proceeds to swing her belly upward in an explosive movement, extending her knees in the process until she reaches an apex. Naturally, a loud slosh accompanies her effort. She does a couple more reps before standing straight and looking at you again. "See, it works just fine!" Kayla says. "Can't go as deep or as high as you normally would, but the extra weight makes up for it. C'mon, try it!" You sigh, still not entirely convinced that this is a good idea as you assume the same stance. When you lean forward, the enormous swell of your stomach is worryingly close to touching the floor--if you were a little bit shorter, this probably wouldn't be feasible. From there, you swing your belly upward, causing Elly to squeal as her surroundings are thrown into disarray. "Try to keep your glutes engaged! Don't let your arms do all the work," Kayla says before starting her own set alongside you. Truthfully it doesn't feel great, but there is some positive tension in your quads and your butt like she was alluding to, so you push yourself through eight reps. By the time you finish, you settle onto your knees, both from soreness and from nausea. All that movement probably wasn't the best idea with live, squirming prey inside you. "That was *//*URRRRRP!*//" you start to say before a massive belch cuts you off. "...that was interesting," You look over and see Kayla complete one last rep before standing straight, breathing just as heavily. "Haha, yeah...! Maybe that... was a bit ambitious," she admits. Her stomach lets out a long, worrying gurgle. <</append>> <<addclass "#shake" "hide">><<set $noShake to true>> <<set _firstWorkout to false>> <<elseif _running>> <<set _roll to random(1,3)>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<if !_firstRun>> <<set _firstRun to true>> <<removeclass "#relax" "hide">> <<append "#digestion">> Even your relatively slow pace proves to be a challenge at first. You wobble and almost fall forward as the weight in your gut drops from your heavy footfall, while an aching protest kicks up in your legs. As you press on and build up momentum, however, it starts to feel easier. Your belly sways and shakes with each step, rising up just to crash back down in a rhythmic cycle that tugs at the rest of your body, threatening to topple you if you let your posture slip. You can hear your acid sloshing from the movement, feel Elly getting thrown around against the walls of your stomach. You break into a sweat almost immediately, but you're feeling locked in and ready to push yourself to your limit. <</append>> <<else>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _roll is 1>> You tune out Elly's struggles, continuing to jog at a slightly lumbering pace with the weight of your belly swaying in front of you. <<elseif _roll is 2>> Elly's squirming isn't fazing you much, so you decide to keep going at your current pace. <<else>> Still feeling like you have energy to burn, you continue your marathon around the track, doing your best to ignore the slight strain in your lower half. <</if>> <</append>> <</if>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "knead">> <<if _kaylaWorkout>> <<append "#digestion">> "<<if _firstWorkout>>You cool if we start with a deadlift?<<else>>You cool with trying a deadlift next?<</if>>" Kayla asks. "Sounds ominous, but I'm in," you answer with a slight laugh. "Guessing you've never done one before then?" Kayla says. "It's similar to what they do at the Olympics, just less extreme. It's more of a powerlifting exercise," she explains further, standing with her feet around shoulder-distance apart. You're a little intimidated by that description, but decide to give her the benefit of the doubt for now. Next, Kayla hinges her back forward, using her arms as a cradle to hold her belly until it touches the mats. From there, she inhales sharply as she raises it back off the ground, slowly raising her back until she arrives back at her starting position. "Jeez, //*urrp*// that's heavy..." Kayla says, chuckling. "Just do as many as you can. It's more important that you use good technique than it is for you to do ten plus reps." "Got it," you say. Following her lead, you cradle your arms around Elly's squirming form and bend your back forward. Immediately it creates an uncomfortable strain near the bottom, causing you to grimace. "Hold it!" Kayla shouts. "You're gonna hurt yourself if you bend like that. It's kinda hard to explain, but try keeping it straight and use your hips to lean forward--that's called a ‘hinge' motion," "It'd be easier if I could practice without the weight first," you say with a slight laugh, shoving your gut to the side for emphasis. You can hear Elly growling inside. "Haha, fair enough. Here, I'll try and guide you through it," she responds, walking over to your side. It takes you by surprise when she places her hand between your shoulder blades, laying her forearm flat so that her elbow is right at the small of your back. "Basically, if your back is straight, my arm should stay straight too. As for the movement itself, try pushing your hips backwards. It's okay if you need to bend your knees a bit." Following her advice, you bend your knees slightly and push your hips backwards, tilting your upper body towards the ground in the process. Eventually, your belly touches the ground without any of the strain from your previous attempt. "Much better!" Kayla says, moving her arm away. "Now drive the motion through your hips on the way back up. You should really feel it in your butt by the time you're standing straight again." As advertised, there's an encouraging tension in your glutes as you raise yourself back up from the floor, and it's also present in your back, thighs, and shoulders too. Elly's squirming is a bit problematic for your balance, but you never quite feel like you're in danger of tipping over. You let out a deep exhale once you're back in a neutral position, then look over at Kayla for affirmation. "Looks good," she says with a nod. "//*urp*// Feels good too," you reply. "That's great! Compound exercises like these are really good for that," Kayla says, stepping away as she gets ready to continue her own set. "It's super satisfying to hit a bunch of muscle groups at once." Feeling motivated, you hinge forward for another rep, inhaling through your nose on the way up, then exhaling on your way back down. Thanks to your gym partner's guidance, you've really gotten a good feel for deadlifts, and you exceed your own expectations by logging eleven reps in total, especially when Kayla only manages two more than you did. You can't avoid the thought that your whole body is going to be sore in the coming days, but at least it's for a good cause. <</append>> <<addclass "#knead" "hide">><<set $noKnead to true>> <<set _firstWorkout to false>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "damaged">> <<if _running>> <<if $preyHealthThreshold is 3>> <<append "#digestion">> Your stomach lets out a satisfied groan, happily working away at your meal. You can tell that Elly's movements are more frantic than they were before, probably due to how much she's being shaken around inside. @@color:yellowgreen;$preyName is wearing down in your stomach!@@ <</append>> <<elseif $preyHealthThreshold is 2>> <<append "#digestion">> Elly's fight is starting to waver--she seems more lethargic than before, and there's even less power behind her struggling than when she started. While running, your heavy breathing occasionally manifests into a burp, bringing a little bit of her flavor back into your mouth. @@color:chartreuse;Your stomach is taking its toll on $preyName!@@ <</append>> <<elseif $preyHealthThreshold is 1>> <<append "#digestion">> You can feel that your stomach is really overpowering $preyName at this point. Her efforts have slowed enough that it's hard to tell whether your belly is shaking more from her struggling or from your jog. @@color:lime;$preyName is on her last legs!@@ <</append>> <</if>> <<elseif !_kaylaWorkout and ($preyHealthThreshold is 1)>> <<append "#digestion">> “No… dammit, no!” Elly shouts, writhing around inside your gut like she’s throwing a tantrum. “The year just started! There’s still so much Alice needs me for!” You casually lean back in your seat, resting one arm along the bench while keeping the other on top of your warm gut. While part of you wants to ignore her, another part of you is genuinely curious. “Why are you so bent on serving her, anyway?” you ask. “Seems like the only thing you’ve accomplished is endangering yourself.” “She’s the daughter of //Selene Mercato//, dummy! Actress superstar and legendary predator icon!” Elly snaps. “I’m her number one fan! Of course I’m gonna treat Alice like royalty--she basically is!” “More like she’s an asshole that just bosses you around. Is it really worth being digested over someone like that?” “How //dare// you! She's a saint!” “She //literally// uses you as a chair sometimes.” "And it's an honor to support her!" Elly huffs again. "That's why I'm here at the gym working on my core. You wouldn't understand!” “I guess not,” you say with a shrug. “Oh well. At least you’ll get to be cushion for a real predator soon.~” "You wish!" she shouts. @@color:lime;$preyName is on her last legs!@@ <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "progress">> <<if _running>> <<if $progress is 1>> <<append "#digestion">> You wince and slow down your pace a little bit, briefly placing a hand on top of your squirming gut. It's still perfectly manageable, but you'd be lying if you said all the movement wasn't making you a bit nauseous. @@color:red;$preyName is starting to upset your stomach.@@ <</append>> <<elseif $progress is 2>> <<append "#digestion">> A painful pressure starts to build in your gut, a dull ache spreading through your whole abdomen. You try to brush it aside, but one of $preyName's blows stops you right in your tracks and unleashes a sudden, heavy belch. It alleviates some of the discomfort, so you decide to keep running where you left off, perhaps against your better judgment. @@color:red;Your prey is gaining the upper hand.@@ <</append>> <<elseif $progress is 3>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _kaylaWorkout>> You do your best to stay focused on exercising, but a painful throb in your midsection takes you by surprise. Capitalizing on the moment, Elly delivers a frantic kick in the same spot, forcing an unexpected belch up your throat. "//*Bwooouurrp!*// Fuck..." you whisper, covering your mouth with your fist. "Huh?" Kayla replies, giving you a curious look. "It's nothing," you say, waving your hand to brush it off. "What were we doing next?" <<else>> You stumble forward on the track and cover your mouth, struck by a sudden contraction in your gut. You manage to swallow the threat back down before anything leaves your stomach, but it remains noisy and aching. Despite everything, you decide to push and finish your current lap, feeling confident that Elly will run out of steam any second. @@color:red;Your stomach can't hold out much longer.@@ <</if>> <</append>> <</if>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<default>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</switch>> <<if _running and ($stamina < 20)>> <<addclass "#run" "hide">> <<elseif _running and ($stamina > 19)>> <<removeclass "#run" "hide">> <</if>>

<<Time 13>>\ <<if $day10Workout is 3>>\ Just as Kayla starts to talk, you interject with a painful gasp as a sharp pang courses through your stomach. Instinctively, you hug it with both your arms, lurching forward a bit to suppress the ache. You've been brushing it aside for a while now, but Elly's manic struggling has been more effective than you'd like to admit. "You okay?" Kayla says with a furrowed expression. "Yeah, I'm... fine. What were you //*urrp*// saying?" you say, giving your gut an annoyed slap. "I was asking if you felt like doing some-- "//*Hurrrk!*//" Again you cut her off, though this time there's no hiding it. You fall to your knees, holding onto your stomach for dear life as another cramp surges through it. Another dry heave leads to a large object re-entering your esophagus. "Oh god, really??" one of the few other girls in the gym calls out. You crawl to the edge of the mats as your stomach collapses around your prey, forcing her back up your throat and into your mouth. "Finally... I-I did it...!" Elly says the moment her head finishes passing through your lips. It sounds like half-cheer and half-whimper. "<<if $kaylaRel < 0>>Unbelievable..." Kayla says, shaking her head with contempt<<else>>Uhh..." Kayla says, grimacing at the sight<</if>>. You feel embarrassed drawing so much attention to yourself as Elly tumbles out of your mouth, landing splayed out on the floor in a large pool of vomit, her gym clothes sporting rips and holes all over. "Ew! What the hell!?" Another girl yells. Your instinct is to look over, but the pain in your midsection demands all your attention right now. Like earlier, you clutch your stomach with both hands, hunching over in your kneeling position to try and mitigate the painful throb within. "That was awful..." Elly whines, slowly working her way back to her feet. She looks wobbly, and eventually uses one of the exercise bikes nearby to support herself. "Come on, don't get it all over the equipment..." Kayla says, sighing. "S-Shut up... Asshole..." Elly retorts, as if Kayla was the one who ate her. "I'm telling Alice as soon as I... I-I feel sick..." Abruptly, she starts stumbling towards the exit, leaving a visible trail of your stomach juices in her wake. This was not how you pictured your afternoon going... "<<if $kaylaRel < 0>>Well that was embarrassing." Kayla scoffs. "Guess I //*urp*// only have myself to blame though." "She got lucky... that's all," you reply, unsure of how else you can defend yourself here. "Yeah, whatever," she says, giving her own prey a squeeze like she's letting out her frustration. "It's already starting to smell in here, so I guess we'll call it early." You're in no position to argue when Kayla walks by, slipping her shoes back on with some difficulty thanks to her bloated stomach. By the time you feel well enough to sit up straight, she's already heading out of the weight room. You take a few more minutes to recuperate after the incident, occasionally sipping from your water bottle to replenish some of the fluids that just came up. Eventually you're feeling good enough to stand, and you start to head towards the exit, making a conscious effort to avoid the glares from your fellow gym-goers. After exiting, you immediately see that Kayla has shifted to doing some laps on the track instead. She has her earbuds in now, failing to acknowledge you when she passes by. Somehow feeling even more awkward now, you turn and head for the stairwell, following a conspicuous wet trail back down into the lobby. It makes you smile once you see that it leads all the way to the bathroom--as bad as it felt to lose her, you can still take some solace knowing Elly has it worse right now.<<else>>Hey, you okay $name?" Kayla asks, placing her hand on your back. "This is my fault. I shouldn't have //*urp*// egged you on after you declined at first," "It's fine... she just got lucky," you reply. "Still..." she says. Kayla sits on the mat next to you, keeping her stomach between her legs while you tend to your own. As soon as you feel up to it, you reach for your water bottle and drink to recover some of the fluids that came up with Elly. "I'm thinking... we should call the workout here," you say, taking some deep breaths to recuperate. "Oh no, yeah, for sure," Kayla replies. "I can't work out with that smell--just wanted to stick around and make sure you were alright." "I appreciate it," you say with a smile. Eventually you work your way up to your feet, Kayla following shortly after. You both make your way out of the weight room together, but she stops as soon as you walk outside to the track. "You good on your own from here? I think I'm gonna stay and do some laps while I've still got a pump going," she says with a slight laugh. "Yeah, I feel better already. Thanks," you say. "Sounds like a good leg workout at least." "Ha, totally!" she says, smiling. "I'll catch you later, $name. And uh, sorry again..." You wave goodbye before heading for the stairwell, following a conspicuous wet trail back down into the lobby. It makes you smile once you see that it leads all the way to the bathroom--as bad as it felt to lose her, you can still take some solace knowing Elly has it worse right now.<</if>> With a sigh, you exit into the courtyard and head back to the main hall, settling into your dorm shortly after. Emma isn't there at the moment, but you'll probably run into her at Escapism. Speaking of, you don't have all that much time before class starts, so you rush at picking a new outfit and taking a quick shower to clean all the sweat off your body. Feeling good as new after, you put on your new clothes and head back out into the hall.\ <<else>>\ <<if $TEMPrun > 0>>You get about halfway through your current lap before a loud, painful groan reverberates through your belly. Unable to ignore it any longer, you come to a complete stop, holding onto the rail for support as you lurch forward to try and quell the aching. "Give it up already...! Just let me go..!" Elly screams, sounding more frantic than confident. A second later your stomach walls are barraged with kicks and punches, and the telltale feeling of the organ clamping around its occupant forces you down to your knees. You start to feel dizzy as Elly's head re-enters your esophagus, traveling back upward until she's forced out onto the track in a massive puddle of vomit. <<if $acidStage < 3>>Her yoga pants have holes all over, and her top is showing more of her midriff than it had earlier after having some of the fabric burned away<<else>>Her clothes are in tatters--both her top and bottom are sporting holes large enough to be considered unwearable, and her hair is in a frazzled disarray<</if>>. "Ughhh..." Elly whines, creating a miserable harmony with your own pained groaning. She looks wobbly getting to her feet, but ends up using the rail to stabilize herself. "Asshole... I'm telling Alice as soon as I... I-I feel sick..." Abruptly, she starts to stumble down to the bathroom, leaving a visible trail of your stomach juices in her wake. If anything, you feel fortunate she's not in a condition to retaliate--there's an especially painful cramp running through your stomach, and you still feel a bit queasy after upsetting it so badly. Despite that, it doesn't seem like a great idea to sit around in the same bathroom as Elly, so you decide to call it an afternoon and head back to the main hall. <<Workout>>You may have lost your lunch, but at least you //did// still get a workout in.<<if $TEMPrun > 2>> A very intense workout, at that.<<silently>><<Workout>><</silently>><</if>>@@color:lime;You must have lost some weight from all that!@@<<else>>Just when you thought she'd given up, Elly delivers a painful kick to your insides, making you lurch forward a bit on the bench while you cover your mouth. Refusing to give in after starting with such a clear advantage, you start to squeeze your belly to try and keep her still. Unfortunately, it has the exact opposite effect--you nearly choke when Elly's head is forced back into your esophagus, your battered stomach walls clamping down to push the rest of her upward. "Woohoo! In your face, loser!" Elly gloats the very second her head passes through your lips. It's beyond embarrassing, but there's nothing you can do but watch her chest, middle and legs follow suit until she's sprawled out on the tile floor, <<if $acidStage is 0>>looking perfectly unharmed saved for the slimy layer of juices covering her<<elseif $acidStage < 3>>her outfit sporting a lot more rips and holes than it did earlier<<else>>stark naked save for her glasses after having her outfit burned away by acid<</if>>. "Asshole..." you mutter, leaning forward to suppress the cramp in your midsection. "You got lucky..." "Uh, no? That was all skill!" she responds, flexing one of her noodly arms as she begins to sit upright. "<<if $aliceRel > 0>>I'm kinda glad this happened actually--you weren't cut out to hang with us at all!"<<else>>I'm kinda surprised Alice hates you so much--you aren't even worth //my// time, let alone hers,"<</if>> she adds as she rises to her feet<<if $acidStage > 2>>, then quickly covers herself when she finally notices her state of undress<</if>>. "Oy, what's goin' on here!" a gruff, <<if $eatenByCustodian>>unfortunately recognizable<<else>>unfamiliar<</if>> voice calls out. You and Elly both snap your attention to a tall woman with short red hair. She's wearing a purple uniform with yellow gloves, both of which are holding onto what looks like a maintenance cart. <<if $eatenByCustodian>>It doesn't take long for you to remember--she's one of the custodians here at the school<<else>>It's easy to assume she's one of the janitorial staff<</if>>. "That's a right mess you've made, lass. Just expectin' someone to clean up after ye, hm?" she says, letting out a sigh after. "Spoiled rotten..." "S-She did it! I swear!" Elly exclaims, pointing at you like your respective states didn't make that obvious. Without waiting for a response, she rushes to the front door, nearly slipping on her way out thanks to the residue from your stomach. You try to get up and follow suit, but a violent throb in your middle forces you right back to your seat, squashing your hopes of avoiding the consequences. The custodian's glare gives you a sinking feeling as she wheels her cart over. "What's th'matter with ye? Get a move on brat, or I'll do it m'self!" she growls, prodding one of your feet with her mop. Not needing to be told a second time, you stand and hurry for the exit, your cramping stomach suddenly feeling a lot more manageable when presented with the alternative.<</if>><<if $aliceRel > -2>> <<Alice -1>><</if>> Stepping out into the courtyard, you carry on into the halls of Karbo and back to your dorm. After <<if $TEMPrun > 0>>taking a long shower<<else>>killing some time on your phone<</if>> while you recover, you start to get ready for your next class, your stomach grumbling in frustration from never getting lunch.\ <</if>> <<include "playerPredFail">>[[Head to Escapism->October 30th- Escapism]]<<unset $TEMPrun>>

<<set $eatenByZoeyDay10 to true>><<set $predName to "Zoey">><<set $predSS to 100>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "ZoeyAlice_PreyStruggle">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "ZoeyAlice(TEXT)">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "ZoeyAlice_Actions">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Taunt Alice- Escape">>\ <<set _workingTogether to false>><<set _firstAction to 0>><<set _aliceExhaustion to 0>><<set _firstDuo to false>><<set _firstSoothe to false>><<set _sootheResponse to false>><<set _finalCrush to false>>\ <<if $eatenByZoeyMulti>>\ "//*GULP!*//" Zoey immediately starts to swallow you, not giving you even the tiniest wiggle room as she drags you up to feed into her mouth. Her tongue slithers along the back of your neck as your shoulders start to slide between her lips. She keeps you pinned firmly against the door--and by extension Alice--with her body, only ever pulling you up enough to make room for her to swallow. The heat from being sandwiched between their bodies is almost as unpleasant as the humid air inside of her. Your back starts to strain, arched backwards as the top of your chest slides through her lips while your legs remain pinned. She pauses for a moment, her throat rippling around you almost like she's trying to laugh. Then she finally hoists you up overhead. Her movements are harsh and animalistic, stepping back and yanking you up with so much force that her head leans back and you feel your stomach drop, only to slam back forward to keep Alice pinned as soon as your legs are free, smacking your heels against the door in the process.<<if $fat > 49>> Your weight doesn't seem to hinder her in the slightest.<</if>> Her throat is wrapped so tightly around you that you can barely even squirm, helpless as every constricting swallow squeezes you deeper and deeper. A deep growl welcomes you as your head is forced out into her stomach. <<if $fat > 74>>She's ravenous in her efforts, but your oversized body is being squeezed so tight that your descent remains slow and drawn out despite her aggressive swallowing.<<else>><<if $breastSize > 59>>Your chest inches down her throat, painfully compressed, until it finally pops out into the looser space of her gut. <</if>>The rest of you quickly follows, helplessly gulped down by the ravenous ogre.<</if>> As your body gets packed down into her stomach, you can feel Alice pushing in against you, only managing to make things worse for you as she tries to break away. You can faintly hear the door rattling from her efforts. Both of you become more cramped as Zoey's gut stretches to accommodate you, your legs sinking down her throat and folding into the space on top of you. You feel Zoey pry off your shoes, then one final, heavy swallow drags your feet past the point of no return. She tauntingly snaps her jaws shut behind you. "//*OOOuuurrrrp..!*// Finally got you where you belong," Zoey says, smacking you through her gut. The walls shake from the impact... then clamp down as she flexes her muscles to push out another burp. "Get comfortable, because you're here to //stay// this time..." You hear Alice gasp for air as Zoey finally leans back away from the wall, though you can feel that her belly is still pressed against her. "Y-You... get off of me already you... //disgusting// cretin..!" her muffled voice sputters. "How dare you--" "Oh shut up and get in there too, brat..." Zoey growls. Alice's shout of protest is quickly muffled. You can hear the wet squishing of Zoey's throat at work above you as she starts to swallow, the flesh around you getting subtly tugged upward by the contractions. Before long, you're treated to a faceful of Alice's saliva-coated hair. "You're going to regret this!" she shouts as soon as her mouth is free. "You have no idea who you're messing with..!" She slides down the front of your body and head-first into your lap as Zoey carries on unhindered by the threat<<if $breastSize > 44>>, nearly pulling your top down in the process after getting stuck on your heavy bust for a while<<elseif $fat > 49>>, squishing against your flabby body<</if>>. The walls stretch thin to accommodate her body being squeezed in alongside you. For a brief moment, you're smothered by her ass, then get treated to the feeling of her bare thighs grinding against your face as her skirt slips past you. She curls up in the opposite direction as she's packed into the space, leaving you both upright facing each other, your legs bent and slotted together in a staggered formation. "//*UUurrrrup*//... Delicious...~" Zoey says with a laugh. She aggressively pats her gut, then starts to go on the move, jostling the two of you around inside of her. "Good enough replacement for that other bitch. You two play nice now, the fun hasn't even //*urp*// started yet..."\ <<else>>\ You make one last attempt to break away as Zoey repositions her grip. It makes no difference--with her other arm free now that Alice is in her gut, she easily restrains you. With a tight grip that forces your arms to your side, she pulls you in close, up over her squirming gut to bring you face to face. She leers down at you with a toothy grin and a hungry glint in her eyes. Her mouth opens wide... and she lets out a messy burp. It's followed by a sigh of satisfaction that sends her warm breath washing over you, carrying with it an acrid scent that has a hint of Alice's perfume. Then your vision goes dark as your head is plunged into the wet confines of her mouth. Immediately you can feel her throat pulling you forward, slick flesh squeezing and rippling around you with every eager gulp. Her tongue slithers along your neck and down your chest as you're dragged deeper into her body, savoring your flavor as much as she can without slowing her efforts. Her throat is wrapped so tightly around you that you can barely even squirm, helpless as every constricting swallow squeezes you deeper. "You have to be kidding..!" you hear Alice's muffled voice grunt. A moment later your head slides down into Zoey's stomach beside her... and you feel a slimy hand pushing you away. "Get away from me!" "I don't really have... //hhmph//... //mush shay in thif//..." you grumble. A swallow from Zoey easily forces you past Alice's hand mid-sentence... pushing you down face-first into her chest. Another swallow slides you down further to her abdomen, pulling the loose fabric of her shirt along with you. "This is //disgusting//...!" Alice hisses. She continues vainly trying to keep your body away from hers as you're<<if ($fat > 49) or ($breastSize > 59)>> slowly<</if>> packed into the stomach alongside her, only succeeding in making your entry even more uncomfortable. Zoey barely falters even with the added resistance, guiding your legs into her mouth as she chokes you down. She pulls off your shoes before tauntingly pushing your feet between her lips with one hand to finish the job. You're fully sealed into the humid confines of her body, your legs slipping away from the outside world and down into the slimy tomb of her gut. Inside, Alice's aversion to sharing the space leaves you tangled up in an uncomfortable position, one of your legs bent at an angle painful enough for you to worry about it getting dislocated. You push back, squabbling for space with her as you try to get into a somewhat manageable position. The walls clamp down hard enough to interrupt you. "//*OOOuuurrrrp..!*// That's more like it~" Zoey says, her voice a little muffled. You feel her give her gut a harsh smack. Keeping her hand there, she shakes her belly around a little. "Hang on... //*uuuuurrrp*//... there we go," she says, chuckling. "Now play nice in there, meat." "I said to get off of me..!" Alice grunts, bracing her arm to push you away. "Where the fuck do you expect me to go..!" you snap back as she grinds your head against the stomach wall.<<if ($fat > 49) or ($breastSize > 59)>> "Well maybe there would be more room if you weren't such a fat <<if $breastSize > 59>>cow<<else>>slob<</if>>..!"<</if>> You can feel Zoey going on the move while the two of you fight for space. She seems to be enjoying the squirming, laughing under her breath and patting her belly in satisfaction every now and then. As you're jostled around, you and Alice manage to get yourselves into an almost bearable position, given the circumstances--both curled upright facing each other with your knees against your chests, legs staggered between each other. A low, rumbling growl shakes through the walls around you as you finally sit still for a moment and take in the situation.\ <</if>> "I cannot //believe// this!" Alice says, a hint of panic in her voice now. "This is all your fault!" "Oh shut up, I was just giving you a taste of your own medicine," you say with a grunt. "You stop to bitch at people in the halls for no reason all the time, figures the one time I do it is when we get unlucky..." "Unlucky? Ha! You were being a careless, insufferable moron, that's what happened," Alice replies. "I was about to eat you myself before this //freak//," she raises her voice and gives the walls a hard shove, "showed up.<<if $eatenByZoeyMulti>> And she was clearly after //you//, don't pretend for a second you didn't drag me into this..!<</if>>" "Alright, whatever, listen. I don't like this, and you don't like this--" "Don't //like// it? That doesn't even begin to describe it. I've never been more disrespected in my life..!" "Yeah, sure, anyways--my point is we're stuck here //together// whether we like it or not," you say. "We can't keep fighting each other if we're gonna survive here. We literally just got a lecture on this, we're gonna have to..." "Ugh, don't say it..." Alice grumbles. She lets out an exaggerated sigh. "Fine, but I'm taking the lead. <<if $aliceRel < -2>>Don't you dare<<else>>Try not to<</if>> get in my way..." You hear the sound of a door slamming outside. Zoey drops down to sit on something, the impact shaking her gut hard enough to thrust you and Alice into each other. You both grunt in pain as your heads knock together. <<if $eatenByZoeyMulti>>"This time, we're gonna do things right," Zoey says in a menacing tone. You hear her fumbling with her belt to tear it off, then she leans back into a lounging position and gives her gut a hard smack. "Now get squirming, meat, before I //make// you.~"<<else>>"Ah, been too long since I had a double..." Zoey says with a sigh, leaning back into a lounging position. You hear some faint metallic clinking as she fumbles with her belt, presumably pulling it off. She smacks her belly. "No way you two are done already. Get squirming again, before I //make// you.~"<</if>><<set $sceneAttack to 0>><<set $sceneDefense to 3>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "preyOptions">></div>

<<set _aliceExhaustion += 1>> <<if ($turn is 0) and ($lastAction != "all out")>> <<if ($lastAction is "weak") or ($lastAction is "normal") or ($lastAction is "strong")>> <<if $lastAction is "strong">><<set $stamina += 10>><</if>>/*nice enough to refund *some* of the stamina lost using this over other struggles since it does the same thing in this unique circumstance*/ <<set _firstAction to 1>> <<elseif ($lastAction is "brace") or ($lastAction is "soothe") or ($lastAction is "probe")>> <<set _firstAction to 2>> <<else>> <<set _firstAction to 0>> <</if>> <<if _firstAction is 1>> <<set $predHealth to 93>> <<elseif _firstAction is 2>> <<set $predHealth to 95>> <<else>> <<set $predHealth to 96>> <</if>> <<set $predDefense to 0>> <<set $predAttack to 0>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if _firstAction is 0>><<if $stamina < 60>>You're happy to let Alice take the lead, feeling like you could use a breather.<<else>>If Alice is going to take the lead, you feel it would be best to let her get going first so you can get a feel for her approach.<</if>> You sigh and lean back against the tense flesh that surrounds you, taking a moment to relax as Alice starts pushing out against the walls. It doesn't take long for her elbow you right in the nose when she tries to swing her arm around. "Ow, watch it..!" you grumble.<<else>><<if _firstAction is 2>>Letting Alice take the lead for now, rather than argue with her, you take things slowly until you can get a handle on her approach. You push your arms out against the walls... only for Alice to almost immediately give a hard shove right on top of one of your hands, crushing your fingers against the tense flesh of Zoey's stomach.<<else>>As much as you'd rather not give Zoey what she wants, you don't have much choice if you're going to get out of here. You wait until you feel Alice make a move, then push out against the opposite side, hoping to combine your efforts... only for her to change direction at almost the exact same time, crushing your fingers against the stomach wall as she tries to strike the same spot.<</if>> "Ow, watch it..!" you grumble pulling your hand away.<</if>> "What part of me taking the lead did you not understand?" Alice snaps. "I told you to stay out of my way." "I was //trying to//, asshole!" you reply. You kick forward with one foot, trying to vent your frustration in a productive way... and manage to knee Alice in the cheek when the elastic walls force your leg back into position. She immediately slaps you in the face in retaliation, though given the cramped space there isn't much force behind it. "God damn it..!" "You're useless! Forget this..." Alice hisses. "I'll get out of here on my own." "Fine! Just stay out of //my// way..." you snap back. <</append>> <<else>> <<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "normal">> <<if _workingTogether>> <<if !_firstDuo>> <<set _firstDuo to true>> <<removeclass "#braceStruggle" "hide">> <<removeclass "#restStruggle" "hide">> <<set $predHealth -= random(7,8)>> <<append "#digestion">> "Got it. Three... two... one..!" you say, lowering your voice a little to avoid giving Zoey too direct of a heads up if she's paying attention. On one, you shove your weight as hard to the right as you can, pushing through the crushing pressure. You can feel Alice doing the same, throwing herself against the wall as if she's trying to break down a door. Zoey grunts as you feel the chamber start to tip. Then with one more shove, her grip falters and the walls relax again as she falls over onto her side. Tingling acid sloshes down to coat the side of your body. "There, good work," you say, breathing a sigh of relief now that you don't have her weight bearing down on you. "Don't celebrate yet, we need to keep the pressure up," Alice says. "She'll just get back on top of us if we let her." <</append>> <<else>> <<if _aliceExhaustion > 2>> <<set $predHealth -= random(3,4)>>/*still get mild bonus damage while Alice is resting because she's helping a little still+to make up for you not even having the option to strong struggle here*/ <<set _aliceExhaustion to 0>> <<append "#digestion">> "Just give me a moment..." Alice says, breathing heavily. She pushes out at the walls a little, keeping herself braced to buy you some room to move while she takes a breather. Taking advantage of the opening, you shift your legs to get better leverage, then give a hard kick forward, being careful not to disrupt Alice too much in the process. You kick with your other leg as soon as you relax the first, alternating back and forth like you're rocking a boat to ensure Zoey's stomach never gets a moment to relax. <</append>> <<else>> <<set $predHealth -= random(7,8)>> <<append "#digestion">> You signal Alice, then throw your weight to one side. She does the same in the opposite direction, stretching the stomach walls so far that you can feel them actively straining to pull you back together. A low groan rumbles through the air as you relax. Almost immediately, you shove the walls in the same way, keeping up your coordinated assault with Alice. <</append>> <</if>> <</if>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<case "strong">> <<append "#digestion">><<set $noStrongStruggle to true>><<addclass "#strongStruggle" "hide">><<set $health -= 2>> Desperate to escape, you start to thrash wildly against the stomach walls. You kick and shove wherever you can find purchase, without worrying about the impact you might be having on Alice. Even so, she's still taking up enough space to hinder your effectiveness, and you start to feel like you're wasting energy more than anything. "Ow..! Give it a rest already!" Alice grunts as you manage to knee her in the chin when your leg rebounds from a kick. You let out a gasp and cut your struggle short as she kicks you in the stomach in retaliation. "Bitch..." <</append>> <<case "all out">> <<append "#digestion">> Refusing to let it end while you're trapped beside //Alice//, you take a deep breath, then unleash a furious assault on the stomach walls, not concerning yourself with the well being of your fellow prey. You thrash and push and squirm, throwing your weight around recklessly with all the force you can muster, not holding any ounce of your strength back. $predName's stomach starts to writhe and groan around you, unhappy at the sudden activity of its contents. You keep fighting, pushing and kicking until your limbs refuse to listen anymore. "O-Ow..! Hey, cut it out, bitch!" Alice says, trying to shield herself from your onslaught. Energy already faltering, you efforts come to a screeching halt as Alice punches you in the face with as much strength as she can manage from her position. "Don't you //dare// ignore me..." "Ow... god damn it..." you grumble, too exhausted to start up your fighting again. A giant belch escapes $predName's lips and you feel her clutch her belly defensively. But... that's it. Somehow, even after you gave it everything you had, she's still holding you down. <</append>> <<case "brace">> <<if _workingTogether>> <<if _aliceExhaustion > 2>> <<set _aliceExhaustion to 0>> <<append "#digestion">> You do your best to try to hold Zoey's stomach at bay, pushing your arms and legs out against the squishy walls just enough to get some breathing room and locking them in place. Alice takes advantage of the opening by... taking a moment to rest while you're playing defense. You can hear her breathing pretty heavily. <</append>> <<else>> <<set $predHealth -= random(9,10)>> <<append "#digestion">> "I'll hold her back..." you grunt, pushing out against Zoey's stomach and holding firm as the strained walls try to force your limbs back. "You keep up the pressure..!" Alice gives a vague grunt of approval in response. You feel her use the space you've opened up to give a proper punch to the top of her stomach, quickly pivoting into a flurry of kicks and shoves that fill the air with groaning disapproval. She only bumps into you //a few// times in the process. <</append>> <</if>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<case "rest">> <<if _workingTogether>> <<if _aliceExhaustion > 2>> <<set _aliceExhaustion to 0>> <<append "#digestion">> "What are you doing... fight..!" Alice groans. "I could say the same to you..." you say with a sigh. "Just need a quick breather..." The stomach walls faintly shudder around you, a satisfied groan trickling through the air as both of you sit still for the first time in a while. You're both clearly exhausted, resting limply as you try to recover some strength. The warm, wet flesh that surrounds you is pushing you so close together that you can clearly feel her chest rising and falling with each breath. You're certain this moment is being added to Alice's list of "things to never mention to anyone, ever" if you make it out... <</append>> <<else>> <<set $predHealth -= random(6,7)>> <<append "#digestion">> "Gotta... catch my breath..." you say with a sigh, letting your body relax. "Of course, leaving me to do the hard part..." Alice grumbles under her breath. "...just try not to take too long..." While you rest, she keeps up the fight, shoving and kicking at the walls in a sporadic rhythm. She's so focused on her struggling that she actually mutters a halfhearted apology when she bumps into you. <</append>> <</if>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<case "soothe">> <<if ($turn > 0) and !_firstSoothe>> <<set _firstSoothe to true>> <<append "#digestion">> You start to gently massage the walls around you, trying to calm them down to buy yourself a bit more time. Your hands trace in soothing circles along the slick flesh the surrounds you, filling the air with wet squishing noises. "What the fuck are you doing?" Alice says, with a hint of disgust. "Don't tell me you're so pathetic that you gave up already..." "I'm //trying// to take some of the heat off of us..." you grumble in response, keeping up your efforts. "Get her stomach to relax a little." "Ugh, you're just making her feel good..." Alice replies. "You're useless." <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<case "damaged">> <<if $healthThreshold is 1>> <<append "#digestion">> "This... This can't be happening..." Alice mumbles, her voice sounding hoarse at this point. She coughs, then gives a frustrated kick forward. "Not to me... not with //you//..." You sigh, wincing as Zoey lets out a taunting burp and the walls squeeze in for a moment. You're feeling hazy and lightheaded, your skin tingling all over from the stomach acids that surround you. <<if _workingTogether>>"Come on... we're not done yet..!" <</if>> @@color:red;If you don't get out soon...@@ <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<case "progress">> <<if $progress is 1>> <<append "#digestion">> "//*UUrp*// Hey, I actually felt that!" Zoey says. A faint growl that might have been distress rings out in her stomach. She laughs and pats her belly. "Keep trying, I love it when they struggle.~" @@color:yellowgreen;You're starting to wear her down!@@ <</append>> <<elseif $progress is 2>> <<append "#digestion">> The walls shudder around you for a moment, tensing up as a whining groan fills the air. The stomach pulses inward, squeezing you and Alice together, but quickly relaxes again. You hear the muffled sound of a guttural belch above you. "Still going, huh? Can't believe you think you really have a chance," Zoey says, a menacing edge to her voice. She clenches her stomach muscles again, the walls tightening around you as she pushes out another burp. "//*OUurrp*//... Squirm as much as you want, you're gonna be sludge by the end of this no matter what." @@color:chartreuse;You're wearing her down, keep pushing!@@ <</append>> <<elseif $progress is 3>> <<append "#digestion">> You let out a small yelp of surprise as the walls crash in around you, abruptly squeezing so tight that you can barely move. Zoey lets out a muffled grunt as an even harsher wave of pressure washes over you... and starts to force you up. Your body drags across Alice as your head is pushed up into Zoey's esophagus<<if $breastSize > 44>>... leaving you stuck with her head firmly pressed into your cleavage. You can feel the vibration of her shouting in protest<</if>>. Another wave squeezes you upward, but only by an inch or so. Your hopes are quickly dashed--Zoey regains control of the situation and a powerful swallow shoves your head back down into her gut. "A-Almost..." you sputter<<if $breastSize > 44>>. Both of you are left breathing heavily now that the smothering pressure has eased<<else>>, breathing heavily now that the crushing pressure has eased<</if>>.<<if _workingTogether>> "Just a little more, we can do this..!" "Yeah, yeah..." Alice grumbles. "Why did //you// get sent up first..."<<else>> "I can't believe you let her pull you back down! <<if $breastSize > 44>>Maybe if you weren't such a bloated cow you would have fit..!<<else>>I would have been out and gone by now if you hadn't pushed me out of the way..!<</if>>" Alice says. "I cannot believe I'm stuck like this with such a pathetic embarrassment..." "Oh //shut up//, I didn't exactly have a say in it," you reply. "Maybe if //you// weren't in the way, I could have made it further before she got things under control..."<</if>> @@color:lime;Keep it up, she can't hold out much longer!@@ <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<default>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</switch>> <</if>> <<if !_workingTogether and ($turn > 0)>> /*Alice's minor impact on the struggle if you aren't actively working together*/ <<if _aliceExhaustion > 2>> <<set _aliceExhaustion to 0>> <<elseif _aliceExhaustion is 2>> <<set $health to Math.max(1, $health - random(2,3))>> <<set $predHealth -= random(4,5)>> <<append "#digestion">> You grunt in frustration as Alice manages to <<if random(0,1) is 1>>shove your face instead of the stomach wall<<else>>knee you in the side of the head after a kick<</if>> as she carries on with her own struggling, not paying any heed to what you're doing. She doesn't even pretend to apologize. <</append>> <<else>> <<set $predHealth -= random(3,4)>> <</if>> <</if>>

<<if ($turn is 6) and ($progress < 2) and ($aliceRel < -2)>> /*skipped*/ <<elseif $progress > 2>> <<set $predAction to "crush">> <<if !_finalCrush>> <<set _finalCrush to true>> <<set _predActionIntensity to 3>> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Not a fucking chance..." Zoey growls<<if !_workingTogether>>, cutting off your bickering by giving her gut a harsh smack<</if>>.<<if $eatenByZoeyMulti>> "You are //NOT// getting away again."<</if>> Her body shifts, and you feel her lean forward... and she doesn't stop. For a very brief moment, you feel weightless, then cry out as her gut crashes into the hard floor, flattening you and Alice beneath her. The weight of her body lifts away for only a moment before crashing back down even harder. You can feel her trying to wrap herself around her gut, pushing in with her arms and legs, clenching every muscle she can think of to crush you into submission. The pressure is so intense you can barely think. "You're //mine//..!" <</append>> <<else>> <<if $progress > 3>><<set _predActionIntensity to 2>><</if>> <<include "preyPredAction">> <</if>> <<elseif !_sootheResponse and ($lastAction is "soothe") and (($turn < 3) or ($turn > 6))>> <<set _sootheResponse to true>> <<set $predAction to "knead">> <<set _predActionIntensity to 2>> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Mmh... ohhh, that ain't bad~" Zoey moans. You feel her grab her gut with one hand and buck her hips forward below you. "But don't think you can butter me up." She pushes her hand down against your face, roughly grinding the walls of her stomach against you. Her other hand soon follows, aggressively massaging her belly to rev it right back up and undo your efforts. "You wanna turn me on that bad, then squirm and beg for me, meat.~" <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 1>> <<if $eatenByZoeyMulti>> <<set $predAction to "knead">> <<set _predActionIntensity to 2>> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Aw, what's wrong? Where's all the fire from last time?" Zoey sneers. You can feel her aggressively kneading her belly, grinding the walls of her stomach against you, specifically, from the outside. "Guess your other buddy was the one with the skill. Don't worry, she'll join you soon enough.~" <</append>> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "tease">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Heh, this is gonna be //too// easy," Zoey sneers. You can feel her pawing at her oversized gut, laughing under her breath as she feels you squabbling with each other inside. "I like when my food puts up at least a //little// fight, but you two? You're //*uuurrrp*// hopeless.~" <</append>> <</if>> <<elseif $turn is 2>> <<set $predAction to "taunt">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> You grunt as Zoey slaps your head from the outside. She sits up, pushing you and Alice a little closer together. Both of you recoil as she slams her fist against the top of her belly. "Come on, do your worst, meat! Put up a real fight already!" she growls. "You're so pathetic I'm getting bored..." <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 3>> <<set $predAction to "crush">> <<set _predActionIntensity to 3>> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Fine..." Zoey grunts. Her arm presses in against you... then your whole world starts to tilt on its side. The building pool of acid sloshes around you as Zoey rolls over to be laying on top of her gut, her movements harsh and frustrated. Her arms and legs splay out around you... then start to push inward. She drives her body down on top of you while her limbs squeeze the life out of her gut, squishing you and Alice against each other, faces cheek to cheek with almost no room to move. Her bed creaks underneath you from the pressure. "If you're //*UUrrrrp*// not gonna entertain... guess I'll just have to grind you down //real// fast and be done with it.~" An deep groan rumbles through the walls around you, her stomach eagerly voicing its approval. The pressure is so intense that you can faintly feel Alice's heartbeat through her body squishing against yours. It's racing. "Thish cannot be haphening..!" she groans, her words a little slurred by the pressure. She still mostly sounds angry, but there's a hint of real distress in her tone now. <</append>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <<replace "#special">> <<link "Insist on burying the hatchet for now and working together to escape">> <<append "#digestion">> "Well... //mmph//... it ish..." you grunt. You push back against the crushing pressure as hard as you can to try and create some space to talk properly. "Alice, seriously, look at what we're dealing with here... neither of us is gonna make it if we don't work together. Can we just put our issues aside for now? We can go back to fighting once she throws us up..." <<if $aliceRel < -4>>"As if I would //ever// do that," Alice scoffs. "You already proved how worthless you are. //I'm// getting out of here on my own, and if I get a say in it you're //not// coming with me..!" "You're gonna get us both killed!" you shout. "Ugh, whatever, just fuck off then..." <<else>><<set _workingTogether to true>><<set $sceneAttack to 0>><<set $sceneDefense to 0>>"...ugh, //fine//..! But once we're out, we're never speaking about //any// part of this, got that?" Alice replies. You can practically hear her glaring at you in the darkness. "Not getting eaten<<if $breastSize > 59>>, not your oversized tits smothering me,<</if>> and certainly not about... teaming up..." she continues, almost gagging as she says it. "Agreed," you say with a sigh of relief. "Now let's do this. She's... ugh... got us pinned pretty good... Slate said predators with a gut this big rely more on their bodyweight and surroundings than anything else..." "...so we need to get her off of us," Alice says, finishing your thought. "Push to the right, together. We'll roll her back over..."<</if>> <</append>> <<if $aliceRel > -5>> <<set _aliceExhaustion to 0>> <<if $stamina < 15>><<set $stamina to 15>><</if>>/*ensures player has enough stamina to do one normal struggle so that they aren't forced to kill themself on this route since rest is hidden the first turn of working together*/ <<set $noWeakStruggle to true>> <<addclass "#weakStruggle" "hide">> <<set $noStrongStruggle to true>> <<addclass "#strongStruggle" "hide">> <<addclass "#braceStruggle" "hide">> <<addclass "#restStruggle" "hide">> <<addclass "#allOutStruggle" "hide">>/*might not keep this disabled*/ <<if $resilience > 2>> <<set $noProbe to true>> <<addclass "#probeStruggle" "hide">> <</if>> <<if $resilience > 4>> <<set $noSoothe to true>> <<addclass "#sootheStruggle" "hide">> <</if>> <</if>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <<replace "#special">><</replace>> <</link>> <<link "Don't waste your breath, you can get out on your own">> <<append "#digestion">> You ignore her--she's given no indication she's willing to work with you here, even though it's life or death. Your energy is better spent worrying about breaking out on your own. <</append>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <<replace "#special">><</replace>> <</link>> <</replace>> <<elseif _workingTogether>> <<if $turn is 4>> <<set $predAction to "taunt">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "//*OOOuurrrrp..!*// Heh, got some fight after all, huh?" Zoey chuckles. She gives the side of her gut a few heavy pats, jostling the walls around you. She stays laying on her side for now. "Come on then, show me what you've got. Let's have some fun before I grind you both into paste.~" <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 5>> <<set $predAction to "knead">> <<set _predActionIntensity to 2>> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Alright you two... //*UUurrrrrp*//... play time's over," Zoey says, a worrying laugh subtly shaking the walls around you. "Hope you didn't really think you were going anywhere.~" You feel the walls tighten around you, then release, only to squeeze in again, Zoey tauntingly rolling her stomach muscles around you as best as she can manage while she's stretched so thin. She smacks a hand against your head from the outside... then keeps pushing, grinding your face down against your knees. Her other hand presses in as soon as she lifts the first away, this time targeting Alice. Then she starts all over again, aggressively kneading at her belly to grind the walls of her stomach against you. A worrying groan rumbles through the walls as she carries on with her torment... <</append>> <<else>> <<set _roll to random(1,10)>> <<if (_roll > 7) and ($predAttack < 3)>> <<set $predAction to "knead">> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "crush">> <</if>> <<include "preyPredAction">> <</if>> <<else>> <<if $turn is 4>> <<set $predAction to "pleasure">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<set $predDefense += 5>> <<set _incomingDamage += random(6,8)>> <<append "#digestion">> "Mmph... that's right..." Zoey grunts. "Just sit there and take it... worthless meat...~" She's still bearing down on top of you, grinding her belly into the bed. You feel a particular point of pressure pushing down against your hips, pulling away for a moment before shoving back against you. It's subtle at first, but steadily grows in intensity, until every impact makes the strained walls shake and flattens you and Alice against each other. Both of you pause in silent dread as it becomes clear she's //furiously// humping her gut... <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 5>> <<set $predAction to "pleasure">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<set $predDefense += 5>> <<set _incomingDamage += random(6,8)>> <<append "#digestion">> You can feel Zoey starting to breath heavily, almost growling with pleasure as she continues to drive her hips against her gut. Each impact creates a soft slapping sound, though you can hardly hear it over the sloshing acid and other wet shifting that fills the inside of her stomach. <<if $fat > 74>>Alice lets out a muffled shout of protest, but it's rendered unintelligible by her current position being smothered beneath your heavy frame.<<elseif $breastSize > 74>>Alice lets out a muffled shout of protest, but it's rendered unintelligible by her current position being smothered by your oversized bust.<<else>>"You're a disgusting freak..!" Alice grunts, her words slightly slurred. "This is... disgraceful..." Zoey laughs under her breath... and seems to move faster.<</if>> <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 6>> <<set $predAction to "taunt">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> Zoey's movements quicken, the stomach walls tightening, then-- "//*OOOOUuuuurrrrrp..!*// Hah... that's enough for now~" she chuckles, coming to an abrupt stop as she lets loose a messy belch. At last, you feel her roll off of you, the crushing pressure fading away as she returns to an upright position. She slaps her belly, then clenches her muscles to push out another burp. You can feel her still breathing pretty heavily. "Wouldn't want to end the fun too //*urp*// quickly, now would we? Get back to squirming.~" <</append>> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "crush">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <</if>> <</if>>

<<if ($health <= 0) or ($stamina <= 0)>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $stamina < 0>> Your arms start to tremble and shake, barely even making a dent in the stomach walls anymore when you try to push out. They drop to your sides like lead and you find it difficult just to lift them again. Your legs have given out on you as well--your energy is completely spent. <<else>> It's no use--the boiling and churning of her gut has worn down all your strength. Despite your best efforts, you succumb to the shifting walls. Your body goes numb as the acids eat away at your skin, and it's starting to become hard to focus. Even <<if _workingTogether>>working together<<else>>with your efforts combined<</if>>, you never really stood a chance... <</if>> <<if $turn < 4>>"Ready to give up already? Pathetic," Zoey grunts. She grabs her gut and shakes it around a little, then smacks it hard enough to make you flinch. She scoffs. "Absolutely pathetic. I hope you're ashamed in there, I've had townies put up a better fight. Guess I'll //*Urp*// have to make my own fun.~"<<elseif $progress > 2>>"Finally ready to give in? That's what I thought," Zoey growls, finally easing up on the pressure as she feels your efforts stop. She smacks her gut hard enough to make you flinch. "Know your fucking place, meat. Why don't we //*Urp*// make this a little more fun.~"<<else>>"Heh, giving in already? Here I thought two of you might put up a decent fight. Thanks for //*Urp*// dragging it out, at least," Zoey says with a laugh. She smacks her gut hard enough to make you flinch, leaving her hand resting there. "Let's have a little more fun before you go soft on me.~"<</if>> "Don't you dare... give up already..!" Alice grunts<<if $turn < 4>>, still trying her best to fight while you sink back limply against the stomach walls<<else>>. Her voice sounds hoarse and she's not exactly putting up much of a fight herself anymore<</if>>. "It can't... it can't end like this..." <<if _workingTogether>>"It's no use, I'm spent..." you say with a sigh. Your head is feeling hazy, to the point it's getting hard to think.<<if $acidSTage > 2>> You're barely able to keep your head high enough above the acid to talk.<</if>> "At least we gave it our best shot." "What? That's nothing! 'At least we tried'? Fuck you..!" Alice shrieks, mustering the strength to shove you in frustration. "I can't believe I let you talk me into working together, as if I needed this to be more humiliating..."<<else>>"Keep telling yourself that..." you sigh.<<if $acidSTage > 2>> You're barely able to keep your head high enough above the acid to talk.<</if>> "I've got nothing left to give. We're fucked." "Ugh, you're completely worthless..!" Alice growls. <<if $turn < 4>>She gives you a hard shove<<else>>She musters the strength to shove you in frustration<</if>>. "Why did it have to be //you//! Absolutely no help at all, and now... UGH, I wish I had //anyone else// here with me..!"<</if>> "You think I'm happy about this?" you snap, limply shoving her back. "All the worrying I've done about getting digested here... and I never even imagined anything as bad as sharing a stomach with Alice fucking Mercato..!" You can feel Zoey shifting around you, but at this point you don't have the energy to give any thought to what she might be doing. Alice makes a weak attempt at kicking you. "You should be //grateful// you get to go out like this..!" she says. "You don't deserve to even breathe the same air as me!" <<if $predAction is "pleasure">>Your argument is cut short as Zoey resumes her perverted antics. Her hips slam against her gut again, sending acid sloshing up around the two of you while the impact grinds you down against Alice. You're too far gone to even feel embarrassed at this point...<<else>>Your argument is cut short as Zoey flips over onto her gut, <<if $acidStage > 2>>fully submerging the two of you in acid<<elseif $acidStage > 0>>sending her stomach acid sloshing around chaotically<</if>> as you're squeezed between her body and her bed. She lets out a satisfied grunt, groping at her belly, then you feel movement down by your waist. <<if !_workingTogether and ($turn > 5)>>You realize what's happening before the first impact--she's starting to hump her gut again...<<else>>The pressure pulls away... then slams into you, shaking the whole chamber and grinding you against Alice as she's pinned beneath you. The motion repeats, and you realize it's Zoey's hips pushing against you--she's humping her gut. You're too far gone to care at this point...<</if>><</if>> "Better... //*mmh*//... get used to it, princess..." Zoey grunts, a lustful edge to her voice. "The two of you are gonna be getting //real// close //real// soon...~" Her stomach shakes and shudders with each thrust of her hips, <<if $acidStage < 3>>sending acid sloshing and splashing around in a violent cacophony<<else>>sending tangible ripples through the boiling fluid you're submerged in<</if>>. You and Alice don't even pay attention to her, wasting the last of your energy squabbling<<if $acidStage < 3>> and bickering<</if>> with each other. You kick and shove and grab at each other until even those weak efforts become impossible. Mind hazy and body numb, you slump over on top of her, head resting against her neck, vaguely aware of the thumping of Zoey's hips squeezing you against her in rhythmic bursts. Beneath the constant rocking and shaking, sandwiched between <<if $eatenByZoeyMulti>>your two worst enemies on campus<<else>>a monstrous predator and your least favorite classmate<</if>>, your consciousness finally fades away... Zoey carries on, hardly even noticing the difference. She paws at her gut in greedy satisfaction, relentlessly swinging her hips and grinding herself down against her oversized stomach. Gastric groaning and the soft slapping of skin against skin fills the room, soon joined by moaning and grunts of satisfaction as Zoey loses herself in the pleasure. Her once strained and lumpy belly gradually softens, its contents melted down and tenderized beneath her lustful efforts until nothing but malleable sludge remains. Her pace quickens, her breathing grows sharp, then her muscles clench so tight that her belly visibly shrinks as what remains of you is compacted inside. "//*HWOOOOORRRUUP..!*// Fuck..." Zoey says with a blissful sigh, going limp atop her groaning, squishy gut as her climax starts to fade. "That was... //*UUurrrp*//... good..." She catches her breath for a moment, then lazily rolls herself over onto her back. Her soft belly flows along with her, letting out a thick, heavy slosh as its flipped around. She gives it a satisfied pat, her hand easily sinking in and sending small ripples along the surface. There's not a hint of anything solid beneath the surface anymore. With her hand still resting on her gut, she yawns and lets her eyes droop. She's laying half off her bed, still fully clothed beyond pulling her jeans just far enough down her legs to be out of the way, yet dozes off within seconds. And so your journey at Saint Miluina's ends, having come so far just to be melted together with a girl you hate inside of a ruthless slob... ... Hours later, Zoey groggily returns to the waking world. She sits up and yawns, grinning as she feels the weight of her gut squishing against her thighs. Her belly is much smaller than it once was, but still large enough that she could easily be lugging around a full person. It lets out a deep, satisfying slosh as she rises to her feet. She grabs at it with one hand, massaging the plush, squishy surface. A loud groaning sound rumbles through it with enough force that she feels the vibration. She yawns, then turns her attention to the other bed, where the trophies from her latest meal were haphazardly tossed the night before. <<if $eatenByZoeyMulti>>She picks up one of your shoes and grins. They don't make for the most exciting trophy, but they're now one of the most meaningful she's had in a while. She can finally fill the spot she cleared for you back at the start of the year.<<else>>Your shoes remain neglected for now, her attention fully focused on Alice's ruby necklace. She admires it with a grin. To her, it's just a particularly appealing memento--perhaps some day she'll figure out just how high profile of a target the meal it represents was.<</if>> As she hangs <<if $eatenByZoeyMulti>>them<<else>>it<</if>> on an open hook, her stomach groans again. Her face scrunches up as the sensation begins to bubble up higher in her belly. The groaning culminates in a loud, messy burp. She coughs and taps her chest, feeling something stuck in her throat. The offending object finishes its trip up and out of her mouth with a little effort, faintly glinting in the light as it's caught by the shelf of her immense bust. A wicked grin spreads across her lips as she fishes it out of her cleavage. It's your room key. A little corroded by the extended stay in her gut, but still looking intact enough to use... and to make out the room numbers etched onto the side. Zoey looks down and gives her belly a little shake to assess the sloshing mess inside. There should be more than enough room to squeeze in one last midnight snack. She pulls up her pants, finding them a little tighter than she remembers, then barges out into the hall. What remains of you is left to helplessly slosh and jiggle along with her as she goes to pay Emma a visit... <<include "Life Lost">> <</append>> <<else>> <<switch $acidStage>> <<case 1>> <<append "#digestion">> "Ugh, shit..." Alice mumbles under her breath. She stomps one of her feet, kicking up a very clear splashing sound. A small pool of acid has built up already, sloshing around you as the chamber subtly shakes from the impact. A low growl cuts through the humid air that fills you with dread. @@color:yellow;Her stomach is starting to kick into gear, you need to get out!@@ <</append>> <<case 2>> <<append "#digestion">> A loud groan tears through the air that sends a chill down your spine. The slick flesh that surrounds you seems to be more active than ever, shifting and kneading against you with enough force to push you around despite being stretched to the point of straining. Wet sloshing fills your ears with every little movement, your body at least half-submerged in acid by now. "Fuck... fuck..!" Alice says, almost whimpering. Her panic quickly turns back into anger and she gives a frustrated kick forward, accomplishing little other than agitating the pool of acid enough for it to splash up into your face. "Spit me out already, you disgusting freak! You can't do this to me..!" Zoey responds by pushing out a burp, then chuckling as she pats her belly.<<set $sceneAttack to 0>><<if _workingTogether>><<set $sceneDefense to 0>><<else>><<set $sceneDefense to 3>><</if>> @@color:yellow;Her acids are rising, you won't survive much longer in here!@@ <<if ($progress < 2) and ($aliceRel < -2)>><<DialogueInterruption>> <<if $pacifist>> "Gah, this is hopeless..!" Alice says, her voice slightly cracking. "We're never getting out... I'm going to be... UGH, This is all YOUR fault..!" "Come on, don't rehash this now, we need to... what are you doing..?" you say. She grabs your arms, crushing your wrists with a furious grip. "Finishing what I started while I still have the chance," she hisses in response. She forces your hands together... and slides them into her mouth. You curse under your breath as a dreadful feeling washes over you. "Don't be an idiot!" you shout, trying to pull yourself free. She just pulls you closer and swallows, dragging your hands into the tight embrace of her throat. "You'll doom us both<<if _workingTogether>>! What happened to working together<</if>>..!" Your protests fall on deaf ears, and within the cramped space of Zoey's gut you can't find enough leverage to pull away from her. Inch by inch, your arms sink down her gullet, your hands soon touching down into yet another stomach. There's a ravenous determination in the way she moves. "Fuck you!" is all you can think to shout before your head gets squeezed between her jaws. "The fuck is going on in there?" you faintly hear Zoey grunt. She slaps the side of her belly and the walls briefly shake around you. As your head slides down Alice's throat, you're left stunned by the turn of events, unable to fathom why she would choose to do something this stupid just for a final meal. You make a few weak attempts at resisting before simply resigning yourself to your fate--even if you somehow got her to spit you back out, there's no chance in hell either of you are escaping Zoey after this. Shortly after your head squeezes out into Alice's gut, her progress slows to a crawl and you can feel your back straining from the strange angle you're forced into. For a dreadful moment, you imagine getting stuck halfway inside of her like this until Zoey's stomach gets around to digesting you. Perhaps spurred on by the same thought, Alice pulls you up with more strength than you would have thought she could muster at this point and swallows hard. You feel a brief flash of pain, but it's enough to force you into a workable position. Your body practically folds itself into her now that you're past the threshold, waist and legs sliding down past her lips in less than half the time it took her to get the rest of you, the compacting pressure of Zoey's stomach helping to pack you down into another one. Already surrounded by wet, shifting flesh, it's almost hard to tell when the last of you slips out of one stomach and down into the other. "//*UUuuuurrrruup..!*// Worthless, disgusting trash..." Alice mutters, smacking her gut hard enough to leave you reeling. "I hope you're happy with yourself..." "Overjoyed..." you grumble, your voice dripping with rage. You're curled up into an awkward, painfully tight ball, the walls around you heavily resisting even the smallest movement with the pressure of two stomachs bearing down on you. "Enjoy getting digested, asshole, I hope it hurts..." "Ha! Did you eat just your buddy in there? You fucking freak..." you can faintly hear Zoey say, though her voice is muffled almost to the point of being unintelligible now. You can still clearly feel the impact transferring down to Alice's gut as she pats her bell on the outside.. "Ugh, I hate when they //*uurp*// give up early though, ruins all the fun." "Why me..?" Alice mumbles to herself. You can hear muffled sloshing around you as she makes one last, useless attempt at struggling before giving up with a sigh. "It's not... //*uuurp*//... fair..." You just close your eyes and let yourself go limp, left at the whims of the churning stomachs that surround you. You can't even tell what Zoey is doing anymore, your thoughts drowned out by a constant chorus of groaning and sloshing sounds, Alice's stomach eagerly racing to try and finish what Zoey's started. It's hard to think of a worse way to go--trapped two stomachs deep, both belonging to some of your least favorite people on campus. You let yourself get lost in it, your consciousness drifting away within their overwhelming embrace... ... Hours later, Zoey groggily returns to the waking world. She sits up and yawns, grinning as she feels the weight of her gut squishing against her thighs. Her belly is much smaller than it once was, but still large enough that she could easily be lugging around a full person. It lets out a deep, satisfying slosh as she rises to her feet. She grabs at it with one hand, massaging the plush, squishy surface. A loud groaning sound rumbles through it with enough force that she feels the vibration. She yawns, then turns her attention to the other bed, where the trophies from her latest meal were haphazardly tossed the night before. <<if $eatenByZoeyMulti>>She picks up one of your shoes and grins. They don't make for the most exciting trophy, but they're now one of the most meaningful she's had in a while. She can finally fill the spot she cleared for you back at the start of the year.<<else>>Your shoes remain neglected for now, her attention fully focused on Alice's ruby necklace. She admires it with a grin. To her, it's just a particularly appealing memento--perhaps some day she'll figure out just how high profile of a target the meal it represents was.<</if>> As she hangs <<if $eatenByZoeyMulti>>them<<else>>it<</if>> on an open hook, her stomach groans again. Her face scrunches up as the sensation begins to bubble up higher in her belly. The groaning culminates in a loud, messy burp. She coughs and taps her chest, feeling something stuck in her throat. The offending object finishes its trip up and out of her mouth with a little effort, faintly glinting in the light as it's caught by the shelf of her immense bust. A wicked grin spreads across her lips as she fishes it out of her cleavage. It's your room key. A little corroded by the extended stay in her gut, but still looking intact enough to use... and to make out the room numbers etched onto the side. Zoey looks down and gives her belly a little shake to assess the sloshing mess inside. There should be more than enough room to squeeze in one last midnight snack. She pulls up her pants, finding them a little tighter than she remembers, then barges out into the hall. What remains of you is left to helplessly slosh and jiggle along with her as she goes to pay Emma a visit... <<include "Life Lost">> <<else>> You grunt in frustration, glaring over at Alice even though she can't see you. The despair of the situation is really starting to sink in for you too--Zoey's stomach is already getting overwhelming and you feel like you've barely had any impact on her. Things seem pretty hopeless... though if this is likely the end, a thought occurs to you on how you could at least go out feeling a little more satisfied... <<link "Eat Alice">><<replace "#endChoice">> Alice sends the acid splashing high enough to get in your face again in her frustration, and you make up your mind. Instead of spending your last moments struggling in vain beside //her// of all people, you're willing to throw in the towel early to at least enjoy the time you have left. You reach forward and grab her slimy shoulders without saying anything. "Watch it, moron!" she snaps. You tighten your grip and pull her toward you. "H-Hey, what the hell do you think you're doing!?" She shrieks in outrage as you pull her slimy head into your mouth. She tastes terrible on account of being basted with Zoey's digestive fluids for so long, unfortunately, but the satisfaction of finally sending her down your throat is enough to make it worth it. You can feel her trying in vain to push back and pry herself free. There's hardly enough room for either of you to make any progress. You swallow, feeling her head slip down your bulging throat. Grabbing at whatever part of her you can get some kind of hold on, you pull her closer and swallow again, refusing to let up for even a moment. Inch by strained inch, she slips between your lips despite your cramped positions. "The fuck is going on in there?" Zoey grunts. She slaps the side of her belly and the walls briefly shake around you. Once you're past Alice's chest, her head sitting snugly in your swelling gut, your progress slows to an agonizing crawl. Her legs are bent with no room to unfold, and you're already leaning over as far as you can without dunking yourself below the surface of the acid. You start to worry that your limited leverage is going to make this impossible. Then, after fighting through the tiniest sliver of progress, your frantic pulling and swallowing pays off. You break through the resistance to get her into a more aggreable position, and suddenly she's sliding right down your throat, the pressure from Zoey's stomach squeezing in actually helping to force her into your own now. In half the time it took you to get this far, the rest of her slides through your lips, accompanied by a strange sequence of wet squishing and sloshing sounds. One last swallow, and it's done. Alice Mercato is fully sealed inside your gut. You lean back against the fleshy walls of Zoey's stomach, breathing heavily from the effort. One hand loosely braces against the wall beside you to get a bit more breathing room, while the other rests on your slimy, bloated belly. You let out a long, deeply satisfying belch, though it's unnerving how much the sound is dampened by the flesh around you. "Finally... got you where you belong, bitch," you say. You sigh and let your body relax--it's not like there's any point in fighting anymore. "Cut it pretty close there... //*urrrp*//... but at least we're gonna finish things right.~" "ARE YOU INSANE? <<if _workingTogether>>What happened to working together<<else>>How do you expect either of us to get out now<</if>> you worthless idiot..!" Alice's muffled voice shouts. She lashes out at your stomach, making the acid around you slosh about as her thrashing shifts and stretches your gut. "You... You can't do this to me! It's not fair!" "Ha! Did you eat just your buddy in there? You fucking freak..." Zoey says, firmly patting her belly as she laughs. The walls shudder around you. "Ugh, I hate when they //*uurp*// give up early though, ruins all the fun." "Oh shut up for once, Alice. We were never //*uuurp*// gettng out of here anyway," you say, following Zoey's lead by giving your gut a smack. You clench your stomach to crush her a little for good measure, though in your already cramped position you're not sure it made much of a difference. "You've had this coming for a while. Now settle down and let my stomach get to work, prey.~" "I am not your..! FUCK!" she growls. She manages to give your stomach a hard enough shove that you even feel Zoey shift a little in response. "This can't be happening... Not like this..." The air is filled with gastric groaning and grumbling--sometimes its hard to tell whose stomach it came from. You're held snugly in place by the strained flesh around you, your belly kneaded and massaged by the shifting of the stomach walls. The rising tide of acid laps at your shoulders already. You take a deep breath of the heavy air and try to relax, knowing that there's no way out of what comes next. Outside, you can feel Zoey leaning on her gut, using your belly as a cushion as she watches TV, or maybe something on her phone, still grumbling to herself about you spoiling the mood. Inside, Alice alternates between lamenting her humiliating fate and futily struggling against your stomach's embrace. One last burp escapes your lips as your eyes start to droop. You can still feel Alice faintly squirming inside of you as you start to pass out. Though Zoey's stomach rages around you, you drift off with a smile on your lips and a satisfying weight in your belly... <</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</link>> <<link "Only an idiot would doom themself like that">><<replace "#endChoice">> You sigh, letting the thought pass. Satisfying as it might be, you can't give in to despair that easily. This isn't over yet. "Gah, this is hopeless..!" Alice says, her voice slightly cracking. "We're never getting out... I'm going to be... UGH, This is all YOUR fault..!" "Come on, don't rehash this now, we need to... what are you doing..?" you say. She grabs your arms, crushing your wrists with a furious grip. "Finishing what I started while I still have the chance," she hisses in response. She forces your hands together... and slides them into her mouth. You curse under your breath as a dreadful feeling washes over you. "Don't be an idiot!" you shout, trying to pull yourself free. She just pulls you closer and swallows, dragging your hands into the tight embrace of her throat. "You'll doom us both<<if _workingTogether>>! What happened to working together<</if>>..!" Your protests fall on deaf ears, and within the cramped space of Zoey's gut you can't find enough leverage to pull away from her. Inch by inch, your arms sink down her gullet, your hands soon touching down into yet another stomach. There's a ravenous determination in the way she moves. "Fuck you!" is all you can think to shout before your head gets squeezed between her jaws. "The fuck is going on in there?" you faintly hear Zoey grunt. She slaps the side of her belly and the walls briefly shake around you. As your head slides down Alice's throat, you mentally berate yourself for choosing to try and be the bigger person. If you'd known Alice would be dumb enough to pull this, you would have never talked yourself out of doing it first. You make a few weak attempts at resisting before simply resigning yourself to your fate--even if you somehow got her to spit you back out, there's no chance in hell either of you are escaping Zoey after this. Shortly after your head squeezes out into Alice's gut, her progress slows to a crawl and you can feel your back straining from the strange angle you're forced into. For a dreadful moment, you imagine getting stuck halfway inside of her like this until Zoey's stomach gets around to digesting you. Perhaps spurred on by the same thought, Alice pulls you up with more strength than you would have thought she could muster at this point and swallows hard. You feel a brief flash of pain, but it's enough to force you into a workable position. Your body practically folds itself into her now that you're past the threshold, waist and legs sliding down past her lips in less than half the time it took her to get the rest of you, the compacting pressure of Zoey's stomach helping to pack you down into another one. Already surrounded by wet, shifting flesh, it's almost hard to tell when the last of you slips out of one stomach and down into the other. "//*UUuuuurrrruup..!*// Worthless, disgusting trash..." Alice mutters, smacking her gut hard enough to leave you reeling. "I hope you're happy with yourself..." "Overjoyed..." you grumble, your voice dripping with rage. You're curled up into an awkward, painfully tight ball, the walls around you heavily resisting even the smallest movement with the pressure of two stomachs bearing down on you. "Enjoy getting digested, asshole, I hope it hurts..." "Ha! Did you eat just your buddy in there? You fucking freak..." you can faintly hear Zoey say, though her voice is muffled almost to the point of being unintelligible now. You can still clearly feel the impact transferring down to Alice's gut as she pats her bell on the outside.. "Ugh, I hate when they //*uurp*// give up early though, ruins all the fun." "Why me..?" Alice mumbles to herself. You can hear muffled sloshing around you as she makes one last, useless attempt at struggling before giving up with a sigh. "It's not... //*uuurp*//... fair..." You just close your eyes and let yourself go limp, left at the whims of the churning stomachs that surround you. You can't even tell what Zoey is doing anymore, your thoughts drowned out by a constant chorus of groaning and sloshing sounds, Alice's stomach eagerly racing to try and finish what Zoey's started. It's hard to think of a worse way to go--trapped two stomachs deep, both belonging to some of your least favorite people on campus. You let yourself get lost in it, your consciousness drifting away within their overwhelming embrace... <</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</link>> ... Hours later, Zoey groggily returns to the waking world. She sits up and yawns, grinning as she feels the weight of her gut squishing against her thighs. Her belly is much smaller than it once was, but still large enough that she could easily be lugging around a full person. It lets out a deep, satisfying slosh as she rises to her feet. She grabs at it with one hand, massaging the plush, squishy surface. A loud groaning sound rumbles through it with enough force that she feels the vibration. She yawns, then turns her attention to the other bed, where the trophies from her latest meal were haphazardly tossed the night before. <<if $eatenByZoeyMulti>>She picks up one of your shoes and grins. They don't make for the most exciting trophy, but they're now one of the most meaningful she's had in a while. She can finally fill the spot she cleared for you back at the start of the year.<<else>>Your shoes remain neglected for now, her attention fully focused on Alice's ruby necklace. She admires it with a grin. To her, it's just a particularly appealing memento--perhaps some day she'll figure out just how high profile of a target the meal it represents was.<</if>> As she hangs <<if $eatenByZoeyMulti>>them<<else>>it<</if>> on an open hook, her stomach groans again. Her face scrunches up as the sensation begins to bubble up higher in her belly. The groaning culminates in a loud, messy burp. She coughs and taps her chest, feeling something stuck in her throat. The offending object finishes its trip up and out of her mouth with a little effort, faintly glinting in the light as it's caught by the shelf of her immense bust. A wicked grin spreads across her lips as she fishes it out of her cleavage. It's your room key. A little corroded by the extended stay in her gut, but still looking intact enough to use... and to make out the room numbers etched onto the side. Zoey looks down and gives her belly a little shake to assess the sloshing mess inside. There should be more than enough room to squeeze in one last midnight snack. She pulls up her pants, finding them a little tighter than she remembers, then barges out into the hall. What remains of you is left to helplessly slosh and jiggle along with her as she goes to pay Emma a visit... <<include "Life Lost">> <</if>> <<else>> <<if _workingTogether>>"Come on, I'm sure you've eaten enough people to know that's never gonna work," you say. "We just gotta keep fighting, it's not over yet." "I don't need you to tell me that..." she grumbles.<<else>>"Yeah like demanding to be thrown up has ever worked on any predator," you say, rolling your eyes even though she can't see you. "Stop whining at least if you're gonna give up already..." "Shut your worthless mouth! It's your fault we're in this mess, if you've forgotten..." Alice snaps back. "You're the one that needs to be pulling your weight!" <</if>> <</if>> <</append>> <<case 3>> <<append "#digestion">> "Now that's what I like to hear~" Zoey sneers. She gives the side of her gut a shove, kicking up a heavy sloshing sound as the pool of acid splashes up into the tiny pocket of air that still remains. A roaring groan shakes her stomach. "//*Uurrp*// I think it's about time we wrap this up, meat." Neither you nor Alice bother to respond, struggling just to keep your heads above the boiling fluid that surrounds you. Your skin tingles all over. You can tell that both of your clothes have completely melted away by now, but there's no time to dwell on the awkward intimacy of your situation...<<set $sceneAttack to 4>><<if _workingTogether>><<set $sceneDefense to 0>><<else>><<set $sceneDefense to 3>><</if>> @@color:yellow;You're almost completely submerged in her stomach acid, you need to get out now!@@ <</append>> <</switch>> <</if>>

<<Time 16>>\ Zoey grunts, and the walls of her stomach twitch. The already strained flesh tightens around you, tense and trembling, pushing you and Alice close enough together that your faces are nearly touching. A gurgling whine rings out around you, met by a groan from Zoey as she massages her belly. "This has to be it..!" you say, pushing out as hard as you can. "I hope this hurts..!" Alice grunts, giving a harsh kick in turn. The strained walls stretch out from the force of your blows, a loud growl cuts through the air, then they snap back so tightly that you can hardly breathe. A wave of pressure rolls over you from below and you feel Alice's body shift upward. Zoey's formidable stomach has finally had enough. "NO..!" Zoey grunts. You can feel her clutching her gut, but this time her resistance is only delaying the inevitable. Slowly but surely, Alice gets squeezed up away from you and into her throat. As Alice's legs start to unfold, her upper half already on its way to freedom, the walls around you throb with desperate force to squeeze you<<if $playerSize > 5>>r heavy frame<</if>> into the space she's creating. You find yourself shoved face-first between her legs while they begin their ascent... dragging you up into Zoey's throat along with them. There's nothing you can do to reposition yourself as you're squeezed upward, helplessly smothered between Alice's thighs and Zoey's constricting throat. Thankfully, Zoey seems to finally give up on resisting. Harsh contractions from her stomach send the two of you surging forward,<<if $turn > 7>> your naked bodies<</if>> spilling out onto the floor of her dorm in a crumpled mess. Before you can even begin to get your bearings, Alice manages to sit directly on your head in the process of her own recovery. You jolt out of your stupor from the added insult, sitting up in a fit of coughing when she finally gets off. You're completely drenched in stomach acid, your clothes <<if $turn > 7>>completely melted away by your lengthy stay in her gut. A shiver runs through your body from the comparatively cold air of her dorm.<<else>>fraying and filled with holes from the exposure.<</if>> Though you're still feeling hazy and disoriented, you struggle up onto your feet as quickly as you can, knowing you're still in danger. "Finally..! You disgusting freak, you're going to... pay..." Alice starts to say, trailing off as she looks around the room.<<if !$eatenByZoeyMulti>> Decorating the wall behind Zoey's bed is a twisted collection of "trophies" that must have come from her prey. A menagerie of various articles of clothing--shirts, bras, glasses, shoes--all strung up on display, along with a few stranger things, perhaps most disturbing being a dog collar. Zoey is still laying on her bed below it, groaning and clutching her stomach as she struggles to recover from your intense escape.<</if>> Alice's eyes flick between the trophy wall and the tattooed tally marks on Zoey's gut<<if $eatenByZoeyMulti>>, left exposed as she lays on her bed struggling to recover from the ordeal of your escape<</if>>, and for once decides running her mouth isn't a productive use of her time. She snatches her necklace--left lying on the other bed awaiting a place on the trophy wall--and runs for the door without another word. You follow her lead, grabbing your shoes and rushing out behind her before Zoey can get back up. The two of you flee through the halls of Lampton, making your way upstairs, past the balcony over the thankfully quite barren dining hall, and around toward the bridge before daring to stop and catch your breath. You both silently stare at each other for a moment.<<if $aliceRel < -2>> You can tell by her eyes that you're both considering whether or not you have it in you to eat the other while you're exhausted like this.<</if>> "//Never// speak of this again..." she finally mutters<<if $turn > 7>>. She covers herself with her arms, perhaps only just now noticing her state of undress, before<<else>>,<</if>> storming off toward her dorm. For once, you're in agreement. You hurry off across the bridge to get back to your own dorm, more than ready to put this ordeal behind you. <<include "playerPreyEscape">>[[Go get cleaned up->Taunt Alice- Recovery]]

You lock the door behind you and rush right into the shower when you arrive. Thankfully, Emma is already out at her club, so you have the room to yourself<<if $club != "cooking">>... although that also means you're already running late to your own. <<if $outfitState != "gone">>You peel off what's left of your outfit in a flurry, then step<<else>>With no clothes left to worry about, you step right<</if>> into the soothing stream of water. As much as you'd like to draw things out and really take your time relaxing here, you rush through lathering yourself up with soap in the interest of getting to club before it's too late. Your mind is still reeling a little from what you just experienced--of course the one time //you// had the upper hand teasing Alice things would go catastrophically wrong... You start to spend a little too long dwelling on how intimately close the two of you got in the process of your escape and pick up the pace before those thoughts can take a turn you're not prepared for. As soon as you feel reasonably clean, you step out of the shower and dry off. You quickly throw on the first clothes you pull out of your dresser, then hurry out into the hall to get to club. <<if $club is "dungeon">>[[Go to Tabletop Club->October 30th- Tabletop Club]]<<else>>[[Got to Swim Practice->October 30th- Swim Club]]<</if>><<else>>. <<if $outfitState != "gone">>You peel off what's left of your outfit in a flurry, then step<<else>>With no clothes left to worry about, you step right<</if>> into the soothing stream of water. A pleasant sigh escapes your lips, ready to take a //long//, relaxing shower to destress. Your mind is still reeling a little from what you just experienced--of course the one time //you// had the upper hand teasing Alice things would go catastrophically wrong... With another sigh, you carry on lathering yourself up with soap, pushing the thoughts out of your head. That is, until you find yourself thinking back on how intimately close the two of you got in the process of your escape. Your cheeks flush and your hands start to drift towards a purpose other than washing off without you realizing... then you snap out of it, blushing harder as you regain your focus and force your attention onto //anything// else. After a while, you step out of the shower to dry off, feeling thoroughly refreshed. You throw on some comfortable clothes and check the time, finding that it's just about time for dinner. [[Head to the dining hall->October 30th- Dinner]]<</if>><<set $outfit to "normal">><<set $outfitState to "normal">>

<<addclass "#massage" "hide">><<set $noMassage to true>> <<replace "#relax button.macro-button">>Squats<</replace>> <<replace "#taunt button.macro-button">>Drink<</replace>> <<replace "#squeeze button.macro-button">>Sit-Ups<</replace>> <<replace "#crush button.macro-button">>Plank<</replace>> <<if $oralProficiency > 2>><<replace "#shake button.macro-button">>Swings<</replace>><</if>> <<if $oralProficiency > 4>><<replace "#knead button.macro-button">>Deadlift<</replace>><</if>> <<set _kaylaWorkout to true>><<set $day10Workout to 3>> <<if $kaylaRel < 0>>"You know what? Sure, I'll //*urrp*// bite<<if $day7TriedToEatKayla>>--figuratively this time," you say with a smirk, slowly pushing yourself up off the bench. For one reason or another, she's clearly interested in burying the hatchet, and since both of you have prey already it feels like there's little risk involved. Besides, you aren't about to take being called fat and wimpy in stride. "Have you ever worked out like this before, though?" "Yeah, sometimes you just gotta make do," Kayla says, giving you a slight glare. "Not gonna put my routine on hold because of some bully, y'know?"<<else>>," you say, slowly pushing yourself up off the bench. For one reason or another, she's clearly interested in burying the hatchet, and since both of you have prey already it feels like there's little risk involved. Besides, you aren't about to take being called fat and wimpy in stride. "Have you ever worked out like this before, though?" "Yeah, sometimes you just gotta make do. Not gonna put my routine on hold because of some bully, y'know?" Kayla says.<</if>> "Sure, I guess," you reply. "I'll just follow your lead once we start." "Sounds good. I'll try to guide you through some of it," she says with a friendly nod. There's an awkward pause in conversation as you and Kayla head to the stairwell and make your way up, both of you taking it a bit slower than usual thanks to the added bulk from your sloshing stomachs. Kayla holds the door for you when you reach the top. "Hey! Where the hell do you think you're going!?" Elly yells, the imprint of her fist appearing at the top of your bloated gut. "Stop ignoring me, dammit!" The upstairs track is empty, but curiously you hear a distant sound of someone speaking. Looking over the edge, you see a group of girls down below in the main gym area, every single one of them sporting a stuffed gut while someone at the front leads them through a stretching routine of some kind. "Hey, that actually looks kinda fun," Kayla says, joining you on the rail. "Big points for creativity, too." "Am I crazy, or are they actually doing yoga like that?" "Eh, if there's that many of them they probably all consented," she says, giving her belligerent belly a rub. "Shouldn't be that hard to move around if that's the case." "Yeah, you're probably right." You both spectate the class for a bit longer before Kayla decides to move on, leading you into the weight room a short distance away. Like the track outside, it's unusually barren, probably due to it being a popular hour for lunch. Right away, Kayla looks to the corner of the room, and her expression lights up soon after. "Awesome, no one's using the stretching mats!" she says excitedly. "Let's go, we can do everything we need to over there." Not seeing a reason to argue, you follow her to the secluded corner where the mats are. The surface is shaped like a series of rectangles with a thin crease between each one, which gives the impression that it's a bunch of singular mats fastened together with velcro to create one large surface. There's easily enough space for two people to stand on, even if they're both carrying someone in their gut. After removing her shoes, Kayla steps onto the mats, then lowers herself so that her knees are on the ground with her large, wriggling belly splayed out over them. "Oh yeah, this is perfect!" she says, giving her stomach a squeeze to calm down the struggling girl inside as she makes her way back to her feet. "Plenty of cushion down there." "Cool," you say, sliding your shoes off. You've noticed that her prey is a lot more lively than Elly has been so far, not that you're complaining. "So, what did you wanna do first?"<<else>>"You know what? That sounds kind of crazy, but I'm game," you say as you slowly get up from the bench. "I'm assuming you've done this before, right?" "Awesome!" Kayla says with a beaming smile. "And yeah, sometimes you just gotta make do, y'know?" "I don't, but I'll take your word for it," you say, chuckling. The two of you head for the closer stairwell and make your way to the top, both of you taking it a bit slower than usual thanks to the added bulk from your sloshing stomachs. Kayla holds the door for you when you reach the top. "Hey! Where the hell do you think you're going!?" Elly yells, the imprint of her fist appearing at the top of your bloated gut. "Stop ignoring me, dammit!" The upstairs track is empty, but curiously you can hear a distant sound of someone speaking. Looking over the edge, you see a group of girls down below in the main gym area, every single one of them sporting a stuffed gut while someone at the front leads them through a stretching routine of some kind. "Hey, that actually looks kinda fun!" Kayla says, joining you on the rail. "Big points for creativity, too." "Am I crazy, or are they actually doing yoga like that?" "Eh, if there's that many of them they probably all consented. If anything we're the crazy ones," she says, laughing as she rubs her belligerent belly. "Guess we'll know for sure if half the class turns up missing later." "Yeah you're probably right. The Wednesday Massacre just doesn't have the same ring to it," you joke. Both of you laugh as you head into the weight room. Like the track outside, it's unusually barren, probably due to it being a popular hour for lunch. Right away, Kayla looks to the corner of the room, and her expression lights up soon after. "Awesome, no one's using the stretching mats!" she says excitedly. "Let's go, we can do everything we need to over there." You nod, taking her word for it again as you follow her to the secluded corner where the mats are. The surface is shaped like a series of rectangles with a thin crease between each one, which gives the impression that it's a bunch of singular mats fastened together with velcro to create one large surface. There's easily enough space for two people to stand on, even if they're both carrying someone in their gut. After removing her shoes, Kayla steps onto the mats, then lowers herself so that her knees are on the mats with her large, wriggling belly splayed out in front. "Oh yeah, this is perfect!" she says, giving her stomach a squeeze to calm down the struggling girl inside as she makes her way back to her feet. "Plenty of cushion down there." "Sweet!" you say, sliding your shoes off. You've noticed that her prey is a lot more lively than Elly has been so far. It makes you feel a bit worried about Kayla exerting herself, but if she thinks she can handle it, then who are you to argue? "So what did you wanna do first?"<</if>>

<<if $eatenByZoeyDay10>><<Time 16.25>><<else>><<Time 16>><</if>><<set $TEMPeriahJellyFilled to false>>\ <<if $eatenByZoeyDay10>>You hurry through the hall and around the corner to Room 108, crossing your fingers that they haven't started already. Thankfully, while you're the last one to arrive, everyone is still chatting and settling in when you arrive. The room is set up as usual--desks arranged into one large makeshift table where Morgan has a map laid out and a privacy screen in place to hide the other tricks she has in store.<<else>>You head down the hall and around the corner to Room 108. It's set up as usual--desks arranged into one large makeshift table where Morgan has a map laid out and a privacy screen in place to hide the other tricks she has in store. You seem to be the last one to arrive.<</if>> "Hey $name, glad you made it!" Morgan says with a relaxed smile as you walk in. "Ready for tonight's adventure?" "For sure, been looking forward to it all week!" you reply.<<if $leahRel > 3>> "Oh $name, hey! I was starting to worry you wouldn't make it this week," Leah says, perking up when Morgan says your name. "Nah, I wouldn't miss this for the world," you reply with a smile.<</if>> You take a seat in the open spot next to Leah and Tara<<if $fullness > 2>>, accidentally bumping your gut against the table in the process<</if>>. <<if $leahRel < 0>><<if $leahVBully > 0>>Leah immediately gets a little flustered<<if $fullness > 1>>, stealing a glance at your belly before burying<<else>> and buries<</if>> her face in her notes. You smirk<<if $fullness > 1>> and push out a burp<</if>>, giving her a knowing look as you settle in.<<elseif $eatenByLeahDay9>>After yesterday, you would take any other seat if you could. <<if $leahExperiencedPerv > 0>>Leah seems equally flustered about seeing you again and shifts her chair further away from yours as soon as you sit down.<<else>>You shift your chair further away from Leah's as you sit down, shooting her a dirty look.<</if>><<else>>Leah offers you a brief hello before returning her attention to her character sheet and notes, while<</if>><<else>>Leah offers you <<if $leahRel > 3>>another smile<<else>>a <<if $leahRel > 1>>pleasant<<else>>brief<</if>> hello<</if>><<if $fullness > 1>> and steals a glance at your belly,<</if>> but mostly seems too focused on looking over her character sheet and notes for conversation at the moment, while<</if>> Tara seems to get self conscious about how excited her greeting came off and quietly shrinks back in her seat. Though there aren't actually assigned seats everyone has pretty much stuck to the same spot they sat on the first day. Linda dropped off after that first session<<if $ateNikki>>--and of course Nikki only attends as fat padding out your body now--<<else>>, <</if>>but otherwise the whole crew is still together. Across the table from you, Erika sits beside the DM screen, talking to Morgan about something. She's gotten a little chubbier over the past few weeks, and just last Wednesday showed up with a heavily stuffed gut--<<if ($leahRel > 2) or $eatenByLeahDay9>><<if $totalPrey > 7>>other than you and<<else>>other than<</if>> //maybe// Leah, she's probably<<else>><<if $totalPrey > 7>>other than you, <</if>>she might be<</if>> the only member who's actually //more// voracious out of character than in the game<<if $eatenByErika>>... which you know more personally than you'd like<</if>>. Excluding Kamile beside her, of course, since she's playing a pacifist. Candice and Emily are next to them, the former in the middle of taking a selfie while the latter sheepishly smiles and avoids looking right at the camera. Even this far into the semester, you're not certain you've ever actually heard Emily talk out of character--she even has Candice pass on her rolls and other necessary game information to Morgan for her. She gets by well enough by just nodding most of the time, or whispering to Candice for help when she needs a little extra clarity.<<if !$ateNikki>> Finally, Nikki is at the opposite end of the table from Morgan. Every time there's been any sort of friction between the group over the past weeks--in or out of character--she's been involved, and she looks as irritable as ever today.<<if $tabletopHangoutReleasedNikki>> She's still never forgiven you for the time you swallowed her back on the first week, even though she was the one that suggested the bet that led to it in the first place.<</if>><</if>> "Now that we're all here, is everyone ready to get started?" Morgan says. "Hell yeah! I'm excited to finally put these Concordat punks in their place," Erika says with a grin. Everyone else affirms that they're happy to begin as well. "Great! Well on that note, as you all remember--oh wait, right!" Morgan says, interrupting herself. "Since the dining hall had pizza for lunch today, I was thinking we'd do something else for food this week. Japanese okay with you guys?" she asks, clearly directing it at the freshmen. "There's a great ramen shop in town that does take out. They have other stuff too, their katsudon is fantastic if ramen isn't your speed!" "I'm friends with the assistant manager there, so they'll still deliver here specifically only if its me or Morgan ordering," Erika says, looking smug. She clears her throat "...as long as Morgan is there for the pickup and we meet the delivery person all the way at the edge of the parking lot..." "Sounds great to me!" Leah says. You and the other freshman voice no complaints either. "Perfect! I'll send the link to their menu in the group chat, just let me know what you want there between turns so I can put the order in," Morgan says. "Now, where were we..." [[The Adventure Continues->Dungeon 2- Start]]

<<Time 16.5>>\ <<set $dungeonStomach to 0>><<set $dungeonVoreMessage to "">><<set $dungeonLevel to 7>><<if $dungeonCharacter is "elf">><<set $dungeonHealth.max to 80>><<elseif $dungeonCharacter is "naga">><<set $dungeonHealth.max to 100>><<else>><<set $dungeonHealth.max to 140>><</if>><<set $dungeonHealth.current to $dungeonHealth.max>>\ A few months have passed since you and the others came to Steadwick to dismantle the cult of Kirasha. What was once a disjointed group of mercenaries quickly grew into a tight knit adventuring party, one who became quite fond of Steadwick as well as they dealt with threats and delved into ruins in the surrounding area. A common thread emerged, a looming threat lurking in the background as far back as the cult that brought you all together: The Concordat, a rising empire from the north on a ruthless march to expand their territory by any means necessary. Through the cult they propped up--and other schemes since--they hoped to force Steadwick into turning to them for protection. When that failed, a group of enforcers marched on the town to demand Guinevere bend the knee and pledge loyalty to the empress. Most found themselves in your party's stomachs that day, of course, and those that escaped had a clear answer to bring back--Steadwick would not bow to tyrants. You took the offensive from there, sabotaging supply lines and raiding camps in the area before a larger army could assemble to retaliate. Meru, however, pieced together something from your skirmishes and signs of their fingerprints in earlier endeavors: The Concordat isn't here in the Vale for conquest. Subjugating Steadwick and the other settlements in their path is a secondary, opportunistic goal. They're searching for something. Through a targeted strike, you found out what--something called "The Dawnstone". Even those leading the search don't seem to entirely know //what// it is or does, only that it's a very powerful artifact that the empress is willing to go to great lengths to have for herself. Naturally, that means you don't want her to have it. You were able to learn where they're headed next, and not a moment too soon--they seem quite certain they've finally found the right location. A place simply called "The Reliquary", marked by an old ruined tower on a small island at the center of Lake Donora. You and the others set off at once to intercept them and scour the ruins first. Or so you thought. "Damn it, look!" Meru says. The island comes into view ahead of you, a small, oblong stretch of land lined by rocky bluffs and a small beach at one end. It's mostly barren beyond a few isolated trees and a crumbling, overgrown stone tower. There's already a boat anchored just off shore--one flying a white flag emblazoned with a red sun circled by an ouroboros. The symbol of the Concordat. "They still beat us here..." Meru grumbles. "Don't despair yet! If that ship's still anchored, that means their search party is still //here//," Eriah says. "We must be hot on their heels." "True enough... We need to get in there, now." "It... doesn't look very big, does it..?" Bellona chimes in, eying the tower. It barely looks wide enough to even hold your full party at once from the outside. "If something as valuable as this Dawnstone supposedly is was hidden here, we're likely looking at the tip of a much, much larger structure," Meru explains. "I don't know what the old world looked like that such things were needed, but sprawling dungeons and catacombs are quite common in ancient structures all across Kewor."<<if !$ateNikki>> "We know, we've all been in one before," Shiva cuts in, rolling her eyes. She licks her lips. "Let's get this thing to shore already so we can teach those bastards a lesson.~"<</if>> Beade flies ahead to scout out the Concordat ship and ensure it's unoccupied while your boat anchors along the same shore. You all disembark as quickly as you can, hurrying along the path to the ruined tower. The stone bricks are almost entirely green with moss and lichen, weathered and worn to the point that you're almost nervous to <<if $dungeonCharacter is "naga">>go<<else>>step<</if>> inside. Above the crumbling doorway is a rusted plaque embossed with the symbol of an eye.<<if $dungeonCharacter is "naga">> You pause, lingering to look at the symbol with keen curiosity. It's very weathered, and even ignoring that doesn't seem to quite match up with depictions you're familiar with, but it looks remarkably similar to the angel's eye sigil--the symbol of the goddess Aravena. A faint smile spreads across your lips, taking it as a good omen.<</if>> Eriah marches in first, soon followed by the rest of you as you filter into a cold, barren room. The ruined floors above you let through small beams of sunlight that cut trails through the dusty air. There's a statue at the center of the room, weathered and defaced beyond any recognition, while staircases line the walls. The stairs along the left wall lead up, but rubble has rendered them unusable, while along the right wall the floor gives way to a stairwell winding down somewhere deeper... [[Descend->Dungeon 2- Descend]]

One by one, you make your way down the long, winding staircase, subterranean darkness cast away by a bright Magelight Bellona conjured. The passage keeps winding deeper with no end in sight. A stale, dusty scent hangs in the air. "Looks like you were right, Meru," you say.<<if $dungeonCharacter is "naga">> A bit of frustration creeps into your tone--your tail is not all that compatible with stairs, and your underbelly is already feeling sore from scraping against so many of them.<</if>> "I think we've already gone down twice as far as the tower was tall..." "I usually am," Meru replies with a sly laugh. "I don't like this, too stuffy..." Beade mumbles. "No room to stretch my wings!" "It's alright, I'm sure this will open up to somewhere more spacious," Nala says. The stairwell thankfully has a high enough ceiling that she only needs to duck her head a little to fit, but she still seems uncomfortable trailing behind everyone. "Uh, I hope anyway..."<<if !$ateNikki>> "If <<if $dungeonCharacter is "naga">>$dungeonName and <</if>>I can handle all these stairs, you can deal with being a little cramped without whining..." Shiva grumbles. "Oh yeah? If you're so fine being cramped, you wanna finally let me prove I can fit ya in my gut?" Beade shoots back. <</if>> "WOAH..!" Eris suddenly yelps. She trips and falls forward, thankfully onto solid ground. It seems you've finally reached the bottom. There's a short hallway leading to an open doorway up ahead. "Watch the last step, there's a big chunk missing from it..." she says with a sheepish laugh as she gets back up to her feet. "Are you okay?" Nala asks. "I'm fine, yeah! Just scraped my knee, nothing new," Eris replies. "No need to waste any mana on me." You all press on, cautiously passing through the doorway at the end of the hall. Eriah leads the way, only making it a few steps before pausing in alarm. A low hum creeps into the air, then the room begins to light up. An ethereal blue-green glow illuminates the space, coming from strange crystals scattered all over. Eriah waits for a moment, then signals for everyone to carry on when it becomes clear there's nothing more to it. You enter into a wide open room, stone walls sloping up to a tall cathedral ceiling. Ornate columns are spread throughout the room and jut out from the walls for support, while crystalline lanterns mounted on sconces provide light. Small piles of rubble are scattered across the floor. There are strange statues spread all around the room, some neatly aligned in alcoves along the walls while some stand right in the middle of the floor with no clear pattern or intent behind their placement. They have no faces nor arms, and their legs vanish into a solid base just past their thighs. Natural formations of the blue-green crystals used for light seem to have sprouted out of the ground around each of them, and they all sport hair fashioned out of the same crystals as well. You note that one has been sculpted with an imitation of a prey-filled belly. This place seems to have been the site of a battle, though not a recent one. The tile floor has been smashed and scorched in places, and discarded, rusty weapons litter the ground. There are a few armored skeletons as well, one of which is so old that some of the strange crystals appear to have grown around it. "Ah, finally..!" Nala says in a cheerful tone, stretching her arms now that she can fully extend herself. "My back was really starting to hurt." Beade flutters up to hover in front of her face. "Tell me about it! My wings were getting stiff as a board. Funny how you're the only one that gets the struggle, big girl," she says, taking a seat on Nala's shoulder. Nala just giggles. "I don't like the look of these things..." Eriah says, taking a closer look at the statue with a gut. "Me either," Meru says. She narrows her eyes at one of the statues stationed out on the floor, glancing between it and two nearby skeletons. "Be careful not to touch anything, this whole scene reeks of someone before us setting off a trap..." You split up to survey the room, heeding Meru's advice to be cautious. Directly ahead, you find a set of large stone doors that seems to lead deeper into a dungeon corridor. There's an opening between them wide enough for an average person to squeeze through, but they seem to be jammed and won't budge an inch further. On the right side of the room, the scent of wet earth and moss leads you to an unintended alternate route. A large section of the outer wall has caved in, revealing some sort of natural cave beyond. You can faintly hear the sound of running water coming from deeper inside. "Well, I... certainly can't fit through the door," Nala says with a soft laugh. "I suppose we should take the other route?" "I pick that way too, no way am I going back in another tiny little hallway," Beade replies. "Um, aren't we looking for something //in// the ruins though? Who knows where that cavern leads..." Bellona says. "You're right, but... we're trying to head off the Concordat search party, and if that cave system broke through here..." Meru says.<<if $dungeonCharacter != "elf">> "...it might have elsewhere too," you finish. "We might be able to bypass most of the dungeon and get ahead of them." "Exactly."<<else>> "It might have elsewhere too, and that would let us bypass some of the dungeon. We need every chance to get ahead of the Concordat that we can get."<</if>> "Damn I wish you weren't so good at this Morgan. I seriously have no idea if that was good insight or a fail on the check," Erika says. "Good, neither does Meru," Morgan says with a laugh. "That's why I just asked for your modifier instead of having you roll yourself, take notes if you're gonna be in charge next year." "That's a big 'might' though," Eriah chimes in. "We can't risk wasting time here, what if it's a dead end?" "We split up then," Beade says. "I know I ain't going down that hallway, and Nala sure //can't//. We'll poke around in there for a shortcut while the rest of ya take the suckers path." <<if $ateNikki>>"I'm taking that path as well, <<else>>"I won't fit through either," Shiva huffs. "Not easily at least, and definitely not after I stuff those Concordat chumps into my gut. I'm going cave too." "As am I, <</if>>I think it's our only chance to get ahead here," Meru says. <<if $dungeonCharacter is "naga">>\ <<if $ateNikki>>"I'm afraid the choice has been made for me here, it would be quite a struggle getting my whole body through those doors," you say.<<else>>"I'm afraid I also don't have much choice in the matter," you chime in.<</if>> You can't help feeling disappointed--after seeing that symbol over the doorway, you were hoping you might find some insight about the goddess deeper into the dungeon. "Fine, <<if !$ateNikki>>not exactly an even split, but I suppose there isn't much helping it. The<<else>>the<</if>> rest of us will take the proper path then," Eriah replies. "Then it's settled. We'll regroup here if we don't link up out there," Meru says. "Let's move!" [[Take the cave path->Dungeon 2- Cavern]]\ <<else>>\ "Fine, the rest of us will take the proper path then," Eriah replies. <<if $leahRel < 0>>Eris and Bellona quickly voice their agreement.<<else>>"Right $dungeonName?"<</if>> <<if $dungeonCharacter is "elf">>You stay quiet at first, carefully studying the door leading into the dungeon. You can feel some kind of faint... pull, or a sense of some kind of magic reaching out. It's hard to describe, but your intuition tells you that's the better path to the artifact. "Yeah I'm right there with you Erika. She made a little face on my roll but I don't know if it was a 'she's doomed' or 'lucky crit spoiling a plan' face," you say with a laugh. "<<if $leahRel < 0>>Agreed.<<else>>Right.<</if>> I feel quite certain this is the right way, I think a detour will only lead us astray," you say. "Hmm. Then it's settled. We'll regroup here if we don't link up out there," Meru says, shooting you a brief look. "Let's move!" [[Head into the dungeon->Dungeon 2- Dungeon]]\ <<else>>\ [[Head into the dungeon->Dungeon 2- Dungeon]] [[Take the cave path->Dungeon 2- Cavern]]\ <</if>>\ <</if>>

<<if $dungeonCharacter is "human">>"<<if $leahRel < 0>>Agreed<<else>>Right<</if>>, we'll tail them through the dungeon. We've got the numbers and we can't afford a mistake here, we really ought to cover every base," you say.<<if $leahRel > 2>> "Great! I knew you had a good head on your shoulders," Eriah says with a brief laugh, clasping a hand on your shoulder.<</if>> "Then it's settled. We'll regroup here if we don't link up out there," Meru says. "Let's move!" <</if>>Meru, <<if !$ateNikki>>Shiva, <</if>>Beade, and Nala head over towards the breach in the wall, while you, Eriah, Eris, and Bellona make for the door. One by one, you shimmy through the opening and into the musty corridor beyond. The walls are made of large stone bricks, lined with chiseled columns much like those in the room before. More of the glowing crystals are mounted in sconces along the path, lighting whenever you draw near. You don't make it far before reaching an intersection. "Hmm... What do you all think?" Eriah says, glancing down the intersecting hall. "Eris, you're good at tracking, any sign of which way the Concordat went here?" "Oh, well... it's tough to say. Everything here is just stone... there's a lot of dust but I don't see any obvious footprints or anything, there's kind of weird patterns in it all over the place actually," Eris replies. "Sorry." "It's fine--who's to say they went the right way even if we knew?" Eriah says. "Um, I think I'm feeling kind of a draft coming from the right, if that helps?" Bellona chimes in. "Maybe there's another breach into the caves that way<<if $leahRel < 0>>..?" Eriah replies. After a brief pause, she glances over at you. "Any ideas<<else>> What do you think<</if>>, $dungeonName?" \ <<link "Go Left">><<replace "#choice">>"Could be, but we're trying to get deeper into the dungeon here," you reply. "Let's head left." "<<if $leahRel < 0>>I suppose that's a good point<<else>>Agreed<</if>>," Eriah says. "Here! I'll leave this as a marker so we know where we came from if we backtrack," Bellona says. She wedges a small ribbon she had in her pack between two of the bricks in the wall. "Good thinking!" Eriah replies with a smile. "I'll lead the way, see if I can pick up the trail!" Eris chirps. "Oh no..." Leah says. "Oh no..." you echo. "Oh...kay! Crit, we're fine don't even worry..!" Tara says with a nervous laugh. Eris takes one step down the hall... and was so focused on keeping an eye out on the path ahead that she almost immediately trips over an uneven tile sticking up on the floor. There's a clicking sound as she falls flat onto the ground. A split second later, a section of the wall slides away to reveal a number of small holes, and razor-sharp crystalline darts shoot forward out of them. If Eris had been //standing// on the pressure plate they would have turned her into a pincushion... but face-down on the ground, they all fly harmlessly over her and shatter against the opposite wall. "Eheh, uh, don't step on this tile..." Eris says sheepishly. You continue on your way, careful to avoid the pressure plate and keep an eye out for other traps. The dungeon corridor stretches on, bending and turning around a few more corners with each section indistinguishable from the last. Bellona saves the party from another trap along the way, and Eris manages to pick up on the Concordat party's trail the next time you reach an intersection. [[Continue->Dungeon 2- Dungeon 2]]<</replace>><</link>> <<link "Go Right">><<replace "#choice">><<if $dungeonCharacter is "elf">><<set $dungeonHealth.current -= random(8,10)>><<else>><<set $dungeonHealth.current -= random(20,24)>><</if>><<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<TabletopDisplay>><</replace>><<set $TEMPeriahJellyFilled to true>>\ "Let's go right," you say. "Can't explain it, but I've got a better feeling about that path." <<if $leahRel > 2>>"Nothing more needed, I have faith in your judgement," Eriah replies with a smile.<<elseif $leahRel < 0>>"I suppose we don't have much else to go on," Eriah replies.<<else>>"Fair enough. Let's go," Eriah replies with a nod.<</if>> "Here! I'll leave this as a marker so we know where we came from if we backtrack," Bellona says. She wedges a small ribbon she had in her pack between two of the bricks in the wall. "Good thinking!" Eriah replies with a smile. "I'll lead the way, see if I can pick up the trail!" Eris chirps. The four of you set off down the hall, keeping your wits about you as you move through the stone corridor. You turn one corner, then another, then on one last turn you end up face to face with a blank wall. "Damn, it's a dead end..." Eriah says. "Or, a secret passage! I felt that draft earlier, remember? Let me take a closer look," Bellona says.<<if $dungeonCharacter is "elf">> "Nothing magic at least, that I can sense," you say.<</if>> She walks forward and starts to poke around, inspecting the bricks for some kind of trick or trigger. Your ears perk up at the sound of something //giggling// behind you. A wet squishing noise accompanies it, growing louder. <<if $dungeonCharacter is "elf">>You ready your staff as the source draws near.<<else>>You draw your sword as the source approaches.<</if>> "Aw, you lost?" a warbling voice asks. "Poor little adventurers..." Out from around the corner, two emerald green slimes slither into view, blocking your escape. They're both molded into the guise of long-haired, rather well endowed women, grinning mischievous smiles as they creep closer. They don't have a firm form, their bodies having the appearance that they're slightly melting and transitioning into just an amorphous glob of slime below the waist. "We know just where you need to go~" one of the slimes hums. She lunges forward and Eris immediately looses an arrow. It strikes the slimegirl right in the chest... where it nearly passes all the way through before getting stuck in her gelatinous body. It's enough to make her pause her advance, but it seems more out of surprise than anything. She glances down, watching as the arrow sinks through her body and starts to dissolve, then giggles. "Um... I-I might not be much help here..." Eris says. <<if $dungeonCharacter is "elf">>"Just stay back, physical attacks won't do much to creatures like these," you say. You shift your stance and thrust your staff forward, unleashing a flurry of infernal darts with a flash of red light and a burst of hot air. Spiralling bolts of fire race through the air and home in on your foes. Most strike the closer slime, sizzling and hissing as they make impact with her fluid body, while a few arc around to hit the one behind her. They grimace and shrink away. "Got it!" Eriah replies.<<else>>"It's fine, just stay behind me!" Eriah says. She charges forward with her shield raised and her sword at the ready. You follow her lead, meeting the slimes head on as they leap into action. Both of your swords swing true, cleaving through their malleable bodies as you sever the arm of your target and Eriah nearly splits hers in two. They collapse into a puddle... then quickly reform, good as new. They look annoyed, but otherwise your attack seems just as ineffective as Eris's arrow. "Aw, and they're real dummies too," one of the slimegirls sneers. "You really do need our help." She morphs her arm into a whip and swings it at you, but you're able to raise your shield in time to block her. As she rears back for another attack, there's a flash of light and a gust of cold air blows past you. An ice bolt from Bellona flies forward to strike the slime. It hisses as its skin briefly frosts over around the point of impact. "I know this! Slime based creatures are all very resistant to physical attacks, we need to use magic!" Bellona says. "On it!" Eriah replies.<</if>> She steps forward and <<if $dungeonCharacter is "elf">>swings at the wounded slime with her sword, enhancing it with the power of a holy smite.<<else>>takes another swing with her sword, this time enhancing it with the power of a holy smite.<</if>> The blade glows with a teal aura, creating a flash of light and a crack like thunder when it strikes the slime. She falls back, briefly losing shape before reforming bent over on the ground, steam drifting up from her body around the point of impact. Eriah advances on her with a grin. "W-Wait, you can't..!" the slimegirl sputters. Without answering, Eriah drops to her knees and swallows the slimegirl's head. She starts to frantically grab at its gooey body to shovel as much of it into her mouth as she can before it has a chance to slip away, more drinking than eating as she gulps it down. The other slimegirl, meanwhile, advances on you, lashing out with her arm <<if $dungeonCharacter is "elf">>like a whip. You realize just in time that she's aiming for your staff, swiveling around and bracing yourself as it strikes your back instead. Bellona fires a frost bolt to back you up, the slime recoiling as the impact causes part of its slime to briefly frost over. Before she can gather herself, you reply in kind to its attack, conjuring a blazing whip of fire at the end of your staff to strike her with. Her body hisses and gives off steam as the flames cut through her. She briefly loses form, and just as she starts to regain it you strike again. A shrill, burbling cry fills the air, then the slime simply collapses into a loose puddle with no signs of life. "Everyone alright?" you ask. You step forward and give the puddle of slime a poke with the end of your staff, making sure it's really finished. "Yeah, um, good work you two..!" Eris says. "Sorry I wasn't more help..." "Don't fret too much about it! It was an enemy you weren't prepared for, there wasn't much you could do against them. Well, other than..." Eriah trails off and pats her swollen gut. A few large bulges push out and shift along its surface as the slimegirl writhes within. She stumbles for a moment and stifles a burp, bracing her gut with one hand, but then grins and gives it a satisfied pat, no doubt in her abilities to keep down the meal. "//*Urp*// Keep that in mind if we run into more."\ <<else>>again. You raise your shield to block it... only for her to wrap her slime around it and wrench it free from your hand. Bellona fires another frost bolt to back you up and the slime recoils. Then it hurls your shield back at her in retaliation. "O-Ow..!" Bellona groans as the heavy metal strikes her hard enough to topple her to the ground. The slimegirl surges forward, dodging out of the way as you take a swing to try and slow her down at least. She squishes almost flat against the wall to swivel around behind you, lashing out with one arm to knock Eris away as well. Now isolated, you feel a slimy tendril wrap around your waist... and soon after, the slimegirl latches onto your back. "Get... off of me..!" you grunt, desperately trying to pull the slime away from you. "Make me~" she replies, giggling. Her cold slime presses down on you, bringing you to your knees as you feel yourself starting to sink back into her. Your entire head becomes submerged, a faint fruity flavor teasing your lips as her slime envelops you. Eyes closed, you keep struggling in vain, until suddenly the slime tenses up in surprise. You're pulled forward and you feel the slime shifting away as something tighter wraps around your head. You hear the sound of swallowing<<if $eatenByLeahDay9>> as you're pulled deeper into the embrace of what you can now obviously tell is someone's throat. Eris grabs hold of your waist as your shoulders slip between your predator's lips, helping wrench you free. Eriah coughs as you're pulled back out of her throat, followed by a loud belch. She pats her belly with a look of satisfaction before acknowledging the incident. "Sorry, I... //*uurp*//... I had to act fast. Maybe got a little too thorough there," she says with a laugh.<<else>>... then Eriah spits out your head. "//*UUurrp*// Sorry, I... //*uurp*//... I had to act fast," she says with a laugh, patting you on the shoulder.<</if>> "Not exactly 'magic', but I think this should handle them just fine." She gives her massive gut a firm smack that echoes through the dungeon hall. Her belly has swollen so large that even her underarmor can't fully contain it, a moderate strip of her pale skin visible near the bottom. A few large bulges push out and shift along its surface as both slimegirls writhe within. She stumbles for a moment and stifles another burp, bracing her gut with one hand, but then grins and gives it a satisfied pat, no doubt in her abilities to keep down the meal. <<if $eatenByLeahDay9>>"Right... Thank you, I suppose," you grumble<<else>>"Thank you..." you say with a small laugh<</if>>, wiping some of her saliva off of your face. "I can't believe I let her get the drop on me like that..." "Don't fret too much about it! It was an enemy you weren't prepared for, there wasn't much you or Eris could do against them. Well, other than..." Eriah trails off and pats her squirming gut again. "//*Urp*// Keep that in mind if we run into more."\ <</if>> "I, uh, guess you're not getting back out the way we came in then," Bellona says, eying her belly. Eriah looks down and frowns. A groan cuts through the air as her belly visible shakes for a moment. Then she shrugs. "...slime should digest quickly, faster than a person at least." With the threat handled, and no sign of any secret passage, you all turn away from the dead end. You continue on down the other passage instead when you return to the crossroads, narrowly avoiding a few traps along the way with Bellona's help. The dungeon corridor stretches on, bending and turning around a few more corners with each section indistinguishable from the last. The groaning of Eriah's stomach echoes through the halls, though to her credit even such a heavy gut seems to only be a minor hindrance to her pace. Eris manages to pick up on the Concordat party's trail the next time you reach an intersection, and you opt to follow them. [[Continue->Dungeon 2- Dungeon 2]]<</replace>><</link>>

<<if $ateNikki>><<set $dungeonHealth.current -= random(12,15)>><<else>><<set $dungeonHealth.current -= random(8,12)>><</if>>\ <<if $dungeonCharacter is "human">>"Actually, I think the cave seems more promising," you say. "We really need an edge here, we can't just be chasing their tail through the whole dungeon." <<if $leahRel > 2>>"Oh, um... of course, we'll manage with just the three of us," Eriah says, looking disappointed.<<else>>"Fine, we'll manage with just the three of us then," Eriah says, looking a little frustrated.<</if>> "That'll make it easier to navigate narrow corridors like that anyway." "Plus we have Irileth if we need her, so we're really almost even!" Eris chimes in. "Then it's settled. We'll regroup here if we don't link up out there," Meru says. "Let's move!" <</if>>Eriah, Eris, and Bellona make for the door, while You, Meru<<if !$ateNikki>>, Shiva<</if>>, Beade, and Nala head toward the breach in the wall. The air grows cooler as you pass through into the cave beyond. The tunnel is just barely tall enough for Nala to stand without much of a hunch, and wide enough for two people to walk side by side. Nala creates a light from her staff to guide you as the glow of the crystals from the dungeon fades away behind you. You carry on through the rough stone tunnel, winding around a small bend and out into a more open chamber where small patches of moss grow on scattered stalactites. Another tunnel opens up on the far side of the room, but it feels less natural than the last. Like something chipped and scraped at the edges to widen the passage. You've barely set foot in the new tunnel when you hear an echoed shout from somewhere up ahead. More cautious now, you move forward toward whatever lies beyond. Clear sounds of some kind of fight ring through the air, accompanied by the splashing of water. A little further, and you arrive onto a battlefield. The tunnel opens up into a huge, spacious cavern, one half filled by a murky underground lake. Along the shoreline are a number of crudely made stone spires, cobbled together from large stones bound with some kind of clay or dried mud. Shells, driftwood, and clumps of aquatic weeds decorate the spires and some of the walls as aesthetic flourishes, while a few makeshift lanterns fashioned from the glowing crystals you saw back in the dungeon are hung around to provide dim lighting. Further up the shore is an unexpected sight--several soldiers in Concordat regalia locked in combat amongst rocky outcroppings. Combat against what can only be described as crab-centaurs. From the waist down, they have the body of a massive crab without claws, legs standing at least as tall as you are, transitioning to a humanoid upper body at the point where the crab's head might have been. Their chitin is a dark brown, almost black color on the outside, with a pale orange color showing through along their joints and underbelly, the skin on their human half sporting the same hue. Rather than hands, their arms morph into large crab claws starting around their elbows. There are three of them, and what looks like the body of a fourth already defeated by the Concordat on the ground nearby. Two are wearing makeshift armor made from driftwood and what seems to be scrap from sunken ships, while the third has a rusty metal chestplate it must have looted off of something else. The latter is wielding a large wooden post with rocks grafted onto it as a club. You count six Concordat soldiers in the skirmish, though that count is almost immediately reduced to five as you arrive just in time to see a crabgirl gulping one of them down. It sports a bulging belly for only a short while before its prey gets pushed deeper down and vanishes into the crab body. You all take cover behind a rocky wall while you survey the scene. "Well, looks like they had the same idea as us..." Meru says, furrowing her brow. "What are those things? I've never seen anything like them," you say. "I've heard of aquatic humanoids living in large bodies of water, but crabs is a first for me," Meru replies. "They look primitive, but still intelligent. Seems we're intruding on their territory..." "Um, I think they noticed me..." Nala says. She's trying her best to crouch down, but the wall is simply not large enough for her to effectively hide behind. "One of the crabs is headed our way!" "Damn, I was hoping to take the soldiers by surprise before we got tangled up with these things..." Meru says, standing on alert. "Go ahead, boss, I can handle crabby all on my own," Beade says with a grin. Meru looks at her for a moment, then nods. "Stay safe." <<if !$ateNikki>>"Let's do this," Shiva says with a menacing edge to her voice, already slithering off into battle. You follow their<<else>>You follow her<</if>> lead, <<if $dungeonCharacter is "naga">>slithering a bit behind Meru prepared to support her<<else>>drawing your sword and shield as you<</if>> head to engage the Concordat party. Behind you, Beade charges out to attack the crab girl with an excited cheer. An icy blue glow gathers around Meru's hand as she charges up a spell, unleashing it as soon as <<if $ateNikki>>you near<<else>>your group nears<</if>> the enemy. Icy spikes erupt from the ground in front of her, each larger than the one before as they tear through the battlefield. The new obstructions effectively split it in two. Among the Concordat ranks, you spot two dark elves hanging near the back, one an archer and the other a mage. Separated from them on the other side of the ice, stuck fighting the crabs, are two different melee fighters--a red-tailed naga wielding a glaive, and a brown-scaled kobold with a sword and shield. Then, of course... "I should have known you vale rats would be here," the commander says, giving Meru a cold glare. "Always sticking your noses where they don't belong." It's Avesta, a Concordat centurion leading their efforts here in the Vale. She was one of the few survivors when you repelled the group that tried to subjugate Steadwick, and you've clashed a few times since. She's a lithe naga with pale skin and black scales sporting subtle dark purple stripes, armored in ornate black and gold platemail. Her hair is long and flat and her eyes are a fiery orange. "Dira, Yor, focus the mage," she commands, brandishing her glaive. "This sorry lot has no place in the empire!" <<if $dungeonCharacter is "naga">>\ "And you've outstayed your welcome in the Vale," Meru replies. "Whatever you and your stooges are really after, Avesta, it ends here!" An arrow grazes Meru's arm as the archer opens fire. She quickly raises a barrier of ice to block a volley of firebolts from the mage that follows soon after. You heal the wound on her arm as the two of you take cover.<<if !$ateNikki>> Shiva rushes forward with her eyes on the commander.<</if>> "Are you prepared?" you ask quietly, holding your staff at the ready. "Skeptical. But let's see what this goddess of yours really has to offer," Meru replies with a nod. The tip of your staff ignites with swirling golden light, letting out a faint hum. "You dishonor the goddess with reckless savagery! There are few sins greater than subjugation!" you shout across the battlefield. The light on your staff flashes blindingly bright, then a golden aura wraps around Meru's body. She takes a gasping breath as the the blessing washes over her. "Let the wrath of Aravena flow through you! Cast down their wicked souls!" Meru grins, clenching one of her fists, then rushes out into the fray. She unleashes a flurry of lightning bolts right as she steps out, while you stay safely behind cover. You've given her a very potent blessing of empowerment that you learned just recently--one that makes her faster, more resilient, quicker to heal all at once, even empowering her spells and letting her share your mana pool to ease the burden casting places on her, but it requires your constant attention to maintain. Meru fights like a raging storm, slinging lightning and jagged ice at a blistering pace. Even with the ranged support on her side, Avesta is left dodging and weaving on the backfoot, <<if $ateNikki>>desperately searching for an opening<<else>>struggling to keep up with both Shiva and the magical onslaught<</if>>. You hear a cry as a bolt of lightning strikes the archer in the back--and she doesn't get back up. "Enough already..!" Wise to your tricks, Avesta finds an opening to reach your hiding spot, pivoting around to sink her glaive deep into your tail before you can realize the danger. You cry out, losing your focus and in turn cutting off the blessing to Meru. She pries her weapon free and pushes forward, pinning much of your tail under her own and leveling her blade at your head.\ <<else>>\ You step forward to block an arrow from the archer as she fires on Meru, and Meru returns in kind by raising a barrier to block a volley of firebolts from the mage.<<if $ateNikki>> Avesta charges forward at you with her glaive poised to strike. "And you've outstayed your welcome in the Vale," Meru replies. "Whatever you and your stooges are really after, Avesta, it ends here!" While Meru keeps the others busy, her and the mage trading blasts of fire and ice, you meet Avesta's advance. A metallic clang echoes through the room as her glaive strikes your shield. You take a swing with your sword, only to quickly be put on the backfoot again. Avesta certainly has the skill to back up her position--she wields her glaive with masterful ferocity and knows well how to use her snakelike body to her advantage. She never yields an inch, forcing you to stay on the defensive and focus more on keeping her occupied until backup can arrive than any hope of taking her down yourself. Meru cries out in pain as an arrow from the archer pierces her shoulder. It hinders her for only a moment before she retaliates with a bolt of lighting that her foe doesn't get up from. "Enough already..!" Avesta sweeps your legs with her tail, sending you toppling to the ground. You start to push yourself up, only to freeze as you're met by the sight of her looming over you with her glaive pointed directly at your head.<<else>> Shiva rushes forward with her eyes on the commander. "And you've outstayed your welcome in the Vale," Meru replies. "Whatever you and your stooges are really after, Avesta, it ends here!" While Shiva takes on Avesta, you and Meru advance on the elves. You keep your shield raised and press forward, blocking arrows from the archer while Meru and the mage trade blasts of fire and ice. A slice of your sword breaks the mage's staff in two when you finally close the gap, just moments before she conjures a blast of wind to push you away. The archer takes advantage of the brief opening and gets a shot off on Meru. She cries out as it pierces her shoulder... then retaliates with a bolt of lightning that the archer doesn't get up from. "Enough already..!" Just as you get back on your feet, something slams into your back hard enough to knock the wind out of you and force you down to your knees. You turn your head up to see Avesta looming over you with her glaive pointed down. Behind her, you can see Shiva looking battered and bent over on the ground, trying to gather herself.<</if>>\ <</if>> "You are all //vermin//, unworthy of the grace of Empress Cybele," Avesta says, her voice dripping with venom. "Death will be too kind a punish--" Before she can finish, one of the crab girls barrels through and scoops her up in its claws, nearly trampling you<<if !$ateNikki>> and Shiva<</if>> in the process. It shouts something in a language you don't understand, harsh and guttural. You scramble away and get back up onto your feet, regrouping with Meru. You're soon joined by Nala and Beade, having defeated the crab you left them to deal with. "One down at least..." Meru grunts. "Everyone holding up alright?" "These things are tough, but they've got nothing on me!" Beade replies with a wild grin. "Please be a little more careful, my healing does have limits..." Nala says sheepishly.<<if !$ateNikki>> "Yeah speaking of, you<<if $dungeonCharacter is "naga">> or $name<</if>> gonna help me out over here or not?" Nikki snaps. "Gonna miss my chance to eat any of these assholes at this rate..." "Oh sorry, Nala just prefers to look out for the productive members of the team first," Kamile replies, subtly rolling her eyes.<</if>> The crab girl that inadvertently saved you before grapples with Avesta and shows clear intent to swallow her, but sadly gets interrupted by a fireball from the mage. Soon after, the battlefield turns to complete chaos as the other Concordat soldiers rejoin the fray as well. Spells fly and blades clash, neither side able to keep the upper hand for long thanks to the two crabs raging without allegiance. <<if $dungeonCharacter is "naga">>\ You hang back on the outskirts, helping where you can, but you can't avoid attention forever. The naga footsoldier breaks away from the fighting to start advancing on your position. She looks wounded, but still sturdy enough to be a real problem for you if she gets in close... although, weakened as she is, you may be able to employ your preferred method for punishing the unworthy... \ <<link "Try to eat her">><<replace "#choice">><<set $dungeonHealth.current -= random(10,12)>><<set $dungeonStomach to 1>><<set $dungeonAte += 1>><<set $dungeonVoreMessage to "Currently digesting a Concordat soldier (naga)">><<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<TabletopDisplay>><</replace>>\ You lick your lips as you turn to meet her approach. A pale glow flares around the tip of your staff as you raise it toward her. "Feel the weight of your sins..!" you call out. "You will regret thinking me easy prey." The naga grunts as your curse washes over her, faint streaks of pale light sliding across her skin and dripping down toward the ground like raindrops. Her pace slows and her muscles strain, suddenly struggling against what feels like twice the weight she's used to, a magical force trying to keep her pinned in place. She fights through it to push forward, moving slower but keeping her glaive ready to strike. "You're... a traitor to your kind..!" she grunts. "Magic tricks won't save you from imperial steel..!" You study her approach for a moment, weighing your options, then hold out your staff again to unleash a holy smite. A blast of golden energy surges forward from your staff, striking her right side and sending her reeling. She maintains her grip on her weapon, to your dismay, but you advance nonetheless. Before she can recover, you wrap your tail around her, coiling your lower body around her waist and doing what you can to pin down her own tail. Sluggish as she might be, she's still a trained soldier. Before you can fully restrain her, she makes a desperate stab with her glaive, plunging the blade deep into your tail. You grunt and grit your teeth, fighting through the pain to tighten your hold. "My mana runs thin, and healing that will be a needless drain..." you hiss. "I thank the goddess for giving me a sacrifice to replenish those reserves.~" You lunge forward with your jaws open wide, swallowing her head in a single gulp. She squirms and thrashes against your grip as you pin her arms, her tail writhing beneath you as she searches for any means of breaking away. You give her no such opening. First her shoulders, then her chest, then her stomach disappear into your ravenous maw, her weapon falling uselessly to the ground as her arms are forced tightly against her side. Your throat bulges outward as she sinks deeper into your body, shifting down to stretch your upper stomach. You flex your inner muscles as soon as you feel her touch down, starting to drag her deeper into your body without any moment of reprieve. You keep swallowing, the last of her skin soon replaced by smooth scales gliding along your tongue. Pressure and shifting weight stretch your insides all the way from your throat down well into your tail, leaving you more stuffed than you've felt in a long time, yet still enough of her tail to match the height of a person dangles from your lips. You clench your fists and maintain your resolve, swallowing again with as much force as you can muster. After a few more gulps, it's finally done--the tip of her tail slips across your tongue, fully sealing the naga inside your body. Your belly stretches out and hangs heavy and distended, her tail curling up awkwardly inside your upper stomach instead of smoothly joining the rest of her. It bulges and rolls almost like waves along your skin as she uselessly writhes around inside. You can feel that she finally reached the end of your true stomach deep within your tail, creating enough resistance to slow the transfer between the two. Still, you can feel your body pumping her further along, your belly slowly receding as your prey is drawn deeper down to be packed into your tail. You stifle a loud belch as the last of her reaches its final resting place, then give your flattened stomach a satisfied pat. You bend down to rest a taunting hand on your tail, now stretched and bulging as, for the first time in your life, an entire naga struggles within. "Aagh..! Shit..!" you hear Beade cry out, followed by clattering metal as her battleaxe falls to the ground. On the other side of the battlefield, the crab girl wielding a club managed to swat her out of the air... and catch her in its other claw. She looks pretty battered, struggling in vain against its grip. "Try it crabcake, you've got... no idea what you're in for..!" [[Help her->Dungeon 2- Cavern 2]]<</replace>><</link>> <<link "Just finish her off">><<replace "#choice">><<set $dungeonHealth.current -= random(7,10)>><<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<TabletopDisplay>><</replace>>\ You think better of trying to swallow her--it's too risky on your own with a full battle still raging. For that matter, you've never actually swallowed another naga before, it could prove more challenging than you would anticipate. As she advances on you, you start to shift back away from her, pointing your staff forward. A golden glow builds and brightens at the tip, then a powerful blast shoots forward the moment it reaches its peak--a holy smite fueled by the goddesses power, draining but potent. The naga narrowly ducks away from the blast, though can't escape without it scorching part of her tail. Grimacing, she makes a dash forward, managing to land a light slash with her glaive... just moments before you unleash a second smite with your staff almost right against her chest. She's blown away by the attack, faint trails of smoke coming off her body as she falls motionless to the ground. "Aagh..! Shit..!" you hear Beade cry out, followed by clattering metal as her battleaxe falls to the ground. On the other side of the battle, the crab girl wielding a club managed to swat her out of the air... and catch her in its other claw. She looks pretty battered, struggling in vain against its grip. "Try it crabcake, you've got... no idea what you're in for..!" [[Help her->Dungeon 2- Cavern 2]]<</replace>><</link>>\ \ <<else>>\ You find yourself facing off with the kobold warrior, swords crashing against each other's shields as you both look for an opening. You size her up as you fight--she's a little shorter than you, dark skin and dusty brown scales visible beneath her armor. The small horns sticking up from her head could be a problem, but if you get a chance... \ <<link "Try to eat her">><<replace "#choice">><<set $dungeonHealth.current -= random(12,20)>><<set $dungeonStomach to 1>><<set $dungeonAte += 1>><<set $dungeonVoreMessage to "Currently digesting a Concordat soldier">><<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<TabletopDisplay>><</replace>>\ You make a feint, and the kobold falls for it, striking as soon as she sees the opportunity. In one swift motion, you pivot to avoid the attack and slam your shield against her hand to disarm her. Before she can recover, you wrap an arm around her, pull her close, and open wide. "Get off of me, scum..!" the girl hisses, kicking and clawing at your arm in protest. She wraps her tail around one of your legs, but you keep them planted firmly. You swallow her head as quickly as you can, grimacing as her horns scrape the back of your throat. She fights you all the way down, desperately squirming against your grip as you drag her down your throat gulp by gulp. Shifting pressure strains your chest, tail and armor and horns creating strange sensations as they rub against your insides. The smooth skin of her legs turns to bumpy scales passing through your lips while your belly swells. One last swallow and it's done--clawed feet and the tip of her tail vanish down your throat, helplessly sealing the warrior into your heavy gut. "Y-You'll regret this..!" the kobold's muffled voice hisses, faltering a little. She kicks forward hard enough to make you stumble and shift into a firmer stance. "The others will cut me free if they have to!" You clench your stomach, crushing her into submission, then let out a loud belch, unphased by her taunting. One less foe to worry about. You give your belly a satisfied pat, then brandish your sword and head back into the fray. "Aagh..! Shit..!" you hear Beade cry out, followed by clattering metal as her battleaxe falls to the ground. On the other side of the battle, the crab girl wielding a club managed to swat her out of the air... and catch her in its other claw. She looks pretty battered, struggling in vain against its grip. "Try it crabcake, you've got... no idea what you're in for..!" [[Help her->Dungeon 2- Cavern 2]]<</replace>><</link>> <<link "Just finish her off">><<replace "#choice">><<set $dungeonHealth.current -= random(8,12)>><<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<TabletopDisplay>><</replace>>\ You think better of trying to swallow her--even if you can get her down well enough, a distended belly is likely to be a liability here. You press on, meeting her blow for blow until finally she slips up. She tries to play dirty and sweep your legs with her tail, but the motion forces her to weaken her footing. With a shout, you charge forward to bash her with your shield, interrupting her plans and knocking her to the ground. Another swat of your shield disarms her, and a well placed swing of your sword sends a spray of blood onto the nearby stone. She's finished. "Aagh..! Shit..!" you hear Beade cry out, followed by clattering metal as her battleaxe falls to the ground. On the other side of the battle, the crab girl wielding a club managed to swat her out of the air... and catch her in its other claw. She looks pretty battered, struggling in vain against its grip. "Try it crabcake, you've got... no idea what you're in for..!" [[Help her->Dungeon 2- Cavern 2]]<</replace>><</link>>\ \ <</if>>

A little further, and you arrive at a larger room. Torn banners hang from some of the walls, and the ceiling is raised up into a shallow dome with a chandelier of glowing crystals hanging down at the center. On the ground below it is a small platform raised up a few steps from the rest of the floor. There's an open chest stationed on top of it. "Well, it looks like they definitely went this way..." Eriah says, <<if $TEMPeriahJellyFilled>>carefully lowering herself down to inspect the raised platform. Her gut squishes against the ground, having already gone soft and motionless. "But what //*uurp*// happened to them?"<<else>>crouching down to inspect the raised platform. "But what happened to them?"<</if>> There's a discarded sword and shield laying haphazardly around the chest, the latter decorated with a Concordat insignia. The inside of the chest is empty but... damp, and there are a few small globs of a slimy amber substance on it and the abandoned gear.<<if $TEMPeriahJellyFilled>> After your last encounter, you have a hunch it came from a similar source to what's bloating Eriah's stomach right now.<</if>> "With luck, something ate them," you say with a small laugh. "We've just got to make sure we don't share their fate." The four of you carefully look around the room, finding no signs of danger. This place serves as a crossroads, with doors heading in all directions, although the doorway to the left is blocked by rubble. Eris thinks it may have caved in quite recently after taking a closer look. Straight ahead, you notice that there's an odd wet trail leading down the hall, dotted with a few more globs of the amber slime. The hall to the right seems clear at first, but Bellona warns that she sees signs of traps laid just past the doorway. "Let's keep going straight," you say, <<if $dungeonCharacter is "elf">>gesturing for Eriah<<else>>starting<</if>> to lead the way. "Just stay wary--//something// else clearly went this way too." The others follow <<if $dungeonCharacter is "elf">>along<<else>>your lead<</if>>, carefully advancing down the dim corridor. You reach another branch in the path before long. The choice is easy here--Bellona spots another trap blocking the right hall almost immediately, so you head left instead. Noticing that the wet trail on the floor also avoided the trapped path, you decide to start following it intentionally. It's almost certainly from some kind of monster<<if $TEMPeriahJellyFilled>>--another slime, presumably--<<else>> <</if>>that you'll have to fight if you catch up to it, but it clearly knows its way through the dungeon. "How do you think the others are doing?" Bellona asks. "Honestly? They're probably lost and we're going to have to find them after we take care of things here," Eriah replies. "That cave being helpful is a huge longshot, I'm not sure why Meru was so insistent on it..." "I'm sure they're fine, they're all resourceful enough even if it doesn't pan out," you say. "They're really not that fine," you say with a laugh. "Ah, the classic roleplay struggle of needing to pretend you're not omniscient," Erika says with a grin. "Um, guys?" Eris says, coming to a stop. "We might have a problem?" She draws your attention to the floor... where the slimy trail you'd been following pretty abruptly stops. There's no sign of it anywhere ahead, nor any indication that whatever was making it turned around. The dark stain on the floor ends with an unnaturally flat edge. Eriah <<if $TEMPeriahJellyFilled>>leans down to take a look... and a worrying click rings through the hall as her belly presses against the ground<<else>>steps closer to take a look... and a worrying click rings through the hall<</if>>. In an instant, metal bars surge upward from the floor to block the path behind you, just an inch or two away from skewering Bellona who had been trailing behind. The ground shakes and the floor ahead of you splits down the middle with a rumbling groan. Stone scrapes against stone as the two halves start to retract into the walls, revealing a dark pit below. The trail you had been following stops right at the point the pit begins. "Move!" Eriah shouts, running forward while there's still enough ground to walk on.<<if $TEMPeriahJellyFilled>> The sound of her slimy meal sloshing around wildly inside of her echoes through the hall, the extra weight clearly slowing her down.<</if>> <<if $dungeonCharacter is "elf">>\ Thinking quickly, you cast Haste on her. A bright flash of light flares at the end of your staff, and a moment later a faint yellow glow ignites along Eriah's legs, unnaturally quickening her pace. She adjusts so naturally to the shift that you're not certain she even noticed right away. You start running yourself, frantically speeding up the rest of your companions as well as you go, despite the heavy toll it takes on your mana. Your feet fly across the receding ground, footsteps hardly making a sound as if you were light as air. The floor beneath you narrows more and more, threatening to drop you into the dark pit below, forcing you to cling close to the walls... The extra speed proves just enough to make it, getting you close enough to hop to the safety of the other side just before the ground disappears entirely. Eris nearly stumbles backwards after her hasty leap. You grab her hand to steady her. "Th-Thanks..!" she says as you pull her up to safety, wide-eyed and pale-faced. "Of course, no one's getting left behind today," you say with a smile. "Good thinking, $dungeonName!" Bellona says. "I don't know if we would have--"\ <<else>>\ You all follow her lead, sprinting across the sides of the receding floor. Solid ground is in sight, but it's going to be close. Too close. You're forced to slow down as the floor narrows, dangerously close to becoming flush with the wall. "Jump for it, trust me..!" Bellona shouts, fumbling with her magic tome as she runs. Having no real choice, you make the leap, putting as much force as you can into jumping for the far edge of the pit. You're not going to make it... until, with a gust of cold air and a flash of cyan light from Bellona's tome, a wall of solid ice rapidly emerges from the side of the pit to form a makeshift platform. The ice creaks and groans as you each land<<if $TEMPeriahJellyFilled>>--particularly Eriah and her oversized gut--<<else>>, <</if>>but it holds long enough for you to clamber up onto the far side of the pit. Right as Eris is starting to climb up, it finally gives out, snapping off near the base and falling down into the darkness. You grab her hand just in time. "Th-Thanks..!" she says as you pull her up to safety, wide-eyed and pale-faced. "Of course, no one's getting left behind today," you say with a smile. "Quick thinking there, Bellona, you really saved our butts!" "Honestly, I wasn't sure if that would--"\ <</if>> "Get behind me..!" Eriah suddenly shouts. She steps in front of everyone with her shield raised, a teal barrier made of strange swirling lines branching off of it to protect a wider area. In almost the same instant, a storm of razor-sharp crystalline darts shoot forward from further down the hall, shattering against the barrier. Two volleys fire off that would have left no position safe if it weren't for her shield. "I think it's over..." Eriah says with a sigh of relief, dropping to one knee as she catches her breath. "Finally! I thought I was gonna be stuck in there forever..." an unfamiliar voice says from behind you. "I knew I should have gone... left..." You all turn in alarm in time to see a slimy hand grab onto the ledge behind you. Up from the pit slithers a large amber colored slimegirl, one that's assumed a fairly chubby figure. Its stomach is bloated to the point of looking pregnant, filled with a much darker colored blob of slime. She stares blankly at the party... then lunges straight at //you// with a somewhat panicked cry. \ <<link "Defend Yourself">><<replace "#choice">><<set $dungeonHealth.current -= random(14,16)>><<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<TabletopDisplay>><</replace>>\ <<if $dungeonCharacter is "elf">>You raise your staff with an equally panicked cry, trying to cast a barrier to block her. You're too slow--a wall of green energy appears right //behind// the lunging slime, letting her crash right into you. You stumble back as a wet slap echoes through the halls. She keeps pushing forward, her body oozing around your own.<<else>>You raise your shield with an equally panicked cry, stumbling back as the slime crashes into it //hard//. Rather than back away, the slimegirl keeps pushing, her body oozing around your shield to envelop it. You try to swing your sword, but she's unphased by the blade.<</if>> She reaches a hand around to grab your head as you grapple with her, your body half absorbed into her cold slime... then faster than you can process you're thrown to the side, ejected from the encroaching slime directly into your startled companions. Eriah and Eris are knocked to the ground and you gasp in pain from the force of the impact. The slimegirl speeds away after throwing you aside, giggling to herself as she disappears around the corner. Bellona offers a helping hand getting the rest of you back up onto your feet. "Well... I guess we found the source of that trail?" she says with a slight laugh. "At least she didn't stick around..." you groan, a little embarrassed.<<if $dungeonCharacter is "elf">> You brush some globs of slime off of your robe, frowning at the messy stain the attack left behind.<</if>> "Let's keep moving," Eriah says<<if $TEMPeriahJellyFilled>>, stifling a burp<</if>>. [[Carry on down the hall->Dungeon 2- Dungeon 3]]<</replace>><</link>> <<link "Eat The Slime">><<replace "#choice">><<set $dungeonHealth.current -= random(5,7)>><<set $dungeonStomach to 1>><<set $dungeonAte += 1>><<set $dungeonVoreMessage to "Currently digesting an amber slimegirl, and what little remains of her last meal">><<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<TabletopDisplay>><</replace>>\ <<if $TEMPeriahJellyFilled>>Taking Eriah's advice from before,<<else>>With little time to think and a gut feeling that <<if $dungeonCharacter is "elf">>you won't be able to get a spell off in time<<else>>your sword won't do much against a slime<</if>>,<</if>> you brace your legs and ready your arms<<if $dungeonCharacter is "elf">>, dropping your staff<<else>> instead of raising your shield in defense<</if>>. When the slime crashes into you, you grab onto her and open your mouth wide. You're treated to a deliciously sweet honey flavor as you force her head between your lips. The slime seems confused at first, not quite resisting as you start to swallow her down. You move as quickly as you can to take advantage of that, furiously gulping her down, her liquid body smoothly slipping inside to fill out your gut. By the time she comes to her senses and tries to pull back, there's too much of her inside for her to get the leverage she needs. Her belly is the only thing that gives you issue. Your lips creep over the much warmer swell of her slimy gut, what remains of her last meal--presumably the owner of the Concordat equipment you saw before--refusing to be compressed much further than it already is. Your throat bulges out as the heavy lump sinks down toward your stomach. The rest of her goes down smooth after that. You let out a triumphant belch, which carries with it one last taste of sweet honey. A few globs of amber slime cling to <<if $dungeonCharacter is "elf">>the front of your clothes and lie splattered on the floor, but the rest of the foolish girl is fully sealed within your gut, swollen to the point that you can feel the fabric of your robe straining to contain it. Its forced to rest higher than usual, leaving your legs mostly exposed. Your belly<<else>>your chestplate and lie splattered on the floor, but the rest of the foolish girl is fully sealed within your gut, swollen to the point that your armor has shifted up and away to make room. It<</if>> feels unusually dense compared to most meals, her body already nothing but liquid firmly packed into your stomach even though you can feel her swirling and thrashing around. You grin and give your gut a satisfied pat. "//Now// it's //*urp*// over," you say with a laugh.<<if ($leahRel > 2) and $TEMPeriahJellyFilled>> "Thanks for the idea, Eriah. I might have never known how delicious these things are...~" "Of course, happy to help in any way I can," she replies with a smile. The two of your briefly bump your bellies together and share a laugh. "Anyway, let's keep moving. We don't want to wait around for anything //else// to try and interrupt us."<<else>><<if $dungeonAte > 1>> "Hmm, do you think that counts as one, or two meals?"<</if>> <<if $leahRel < 0>>"<<if $dungeonAte > 1>>Regardless, let's<<else>>Right. Let's<</if>> keep moving before anything //else// tries to get a word in otherwise," Eriah says.<<else>>"Ha! <<if $dungeonAte > 1>>I think she put in a bit too much work on that Concordat grunt before you got there to count as your own<<else>>I suppose so<</if>>," Eriah replies.<<if $TEMPeriahJellyFilled>> She absentmindedly pats her own belly, which seems to have shrunk down a surprising amount already.<</if>> "Let's keep moving before anything //else// tries to get a word in otherwise."<</if>><</if>> [[Carry on down the hall->Dungeon 2- Dungeon 3]]<</replace>><</link>>\

You carry on through the winding dungeon corridors<<if $dungeonStomach > 0>>, sloshing and groaning subtly echoing off the walls from <<if $TEMPeriahJellyFilled>>the two slime-filled bellies you're lugging along<<else>>your slime-filled belly<</if>>. You can feel the slimegirl still squirming inside of you, but she never manages much more than pushing out a belch<<elseif $TEMPeriahJellyFilled>>, sloshing and groaning subtly echoing off the walls from Eriah's slime-filled belly<</if>>. The halls seem to stretch on and branch off forever, though luckily you manage to avoid any more traps as dangerous as the last. Bellona is starting to run low on markers to keep track of your path through the labyrinth. After some time, you pass by a short hall branching off to one side that leads to a dead end with a treasure chest at the end. It's well lit and raised up on a small dais, no signs of traps along the path. "Ooo, looks like we made it here first!" Eris says. She hurries forward with an excited grin. "Eris, wait! This feels //way// too conspicuous, there have been traps all over the place in here," Eriah calls out, starting to follow behind her. "But what if the Dawnstone is in here?" Eris replies. She finds the latch and throws open the chest. "I'll be--" The instant the lid is open enough to see inside, tendrils of slime in the same amber hue <<if $dungeonStomach > 0>>as what's filling out your gut<<else>>you saw before<</if>> lash out and wrap around Eris, dragging her into the chest. Her bow clatters to the ground as the lid slams shut behind her. "Ooh shoot..." Morgan says, wincing. "Eris!" Eriah cries out, speeding up. She doesn't make it very far before a deep rumbling shakes through the entire dungeon. You hear the sound of cracking and crumbling stone, then a jet of water bursts out from behind the dead-end wall. The rest of the wall soon follows, collapsing entirely as a flood of water rushes in, quickly overtaking the chest... "No! W-We have to help her..!" Eriah shouts, though she's slowly backing away from the flood. There's a look of conflicted panic on her face. You grab her hand and start to pull her away. "There's no time, we have to go or we're all going to die!" you shout. "I don't think that was part of the trap, the lake must be flooding into the ruins!" Bellona shouts. She raises <<if $dungeonCharacter is "elf">>a wall of ice<<else>>another ice wall<</if>> to block the water, though you can hear it starting to groan under the pressure almost immediately. You all take off running through the halls, desperately hoping to find some escape from the raging water. Bellona makes a wild guess when you come to a crossroads, and her intuition pays off--just around the corner is a staircase. It's small, but leads you up high enough to feel confident in stopping to catch your breath. "Damn it... Eris..." Eriah says, slamming her fist against the wall she's leaning on for support.<<if $dungeonStomach > 0>> You place a hand over your mouth, stifling a messy burp. You're feeling nauseous and not quite ready to risk talking after shaking up your belly with all that running.<</if>> "Maybe the chest is airtight, and she'll figure out a way to escape?" Bellona says, without much confidence in her voice. She sighs. "You did warn her not to do it..." "...we have to keep moving," you say after a brief moment of silence. "There's no going back the way we came anyways, and if we don't finish our mission here then... that was for nothing." The others give a reluctant nod of agreement, and so you press on. Before long you arrive in another wide open room like when you first entered the dungeon. A tall sloped ceiling with massive pillars spread around for support, along with more of the strange faceless statues standing in alcoves along the walls. There's a large, very ornate door on the far wall. Above the door stands the remains of a much larger statue in a different style from the rest, though it has crumbled into mostly rubble. It appears to have been deliberately defaced, not collapsing from age but torn apart with aggressive intent. You can see what look like feathered wings amongst the rubble and an elegant robe or dress on what remains standing of its lower body, but its hard to make out much else about what the figure would have looked like. Along the right side of the room, there's a large break where the wall has collapsed into a more natural cavern on the other side. There's no time to ponder if it //might// be the same cave system you saw in the first room--you almost immediately spot your other companions walking into the room through that passage. "Yeah good call, splitting the party is rough to handle," Erika says with a chuckle. "I don't know what you're talking about, having both paths lead to the same place at the exact same time is perfectly logical," Morgan replies with a smirk. "Well, I suppose our choice before didn't matter much in the end," Meru says with a small laugh as she and the others rejoin you. They all look a bit worse for wear than when you parted ways, battered and exhausted. "How are you all holding up?" She furrows her brow. "...where's Eris?" "She didn't make it..." you say with a sigh. You and the others quickly fill them in on what you went through in the dungeon--the traps, the slimes, the apparent failure of the Concordat group ahead of you. And of course, Eris's mistake that left her to be swept away in the strange flood. "Damn it, that... the flood was our fault, sort of..." Meru says. She clenches her fist, grimacing and turning her head away from the group for a moment. "Poor //*Uuurp*// thing, she was such a sweetheart..." Nala says, her voice wavering a little. Her belch draws your attention to an unusual detail you hadn't payed much attention until now--//Nala//, the pacifist, is currently sporting an enormous, lumpy belly. It doesn't look like her meal was quite as big as her, but whatever she ate was still big enough that two people your size could easily fit inside her belly. She's idly caressing it with her free hand. "So... what happened on your end?" you ask, still clearly eying her gut. "Crabs," Beade grunts in reply. "Crabs?" Eriah says, cocking her head. "The cave led us to a wide open cavern with an underground lake, one evidently directly connected to Lake Donara above us. As it turns out, there's a strange race of humanoids living at the bottom of the lake that have started to breach into these ruins and lay claim to them as part of their territory--and they didn't take kindly to trespassers," Meru explains. "One of them tried to eat me!" Beade chimes in, crossing her arms with a huff. She grins and flutters up to pat Nala's gut. "Too bad for her the big girl got to her first.~" Nala just blushes and averts her gaze, stifling another burp.<<if !$ateNikki>> "...big wimp got to have all the fun..." Shiva mutters under her breath.<</if>> "Anyways, we got drawn into a big battle between these crab-folk and the Concordat party down here searching the ruins. They must have split up as well if you saw signs of them, but what we ran into certainly seemed to be the main contingent," Meru continues. "Most of them were taken out, but--damn it, how did I get so distracted? Their leader escaped and hurried off this way ahead of us, did you see where she went?" "Nope, I didn't notice anythi... has the door been like that the whole time?" Bellona says, drawing everyone's attention to the door at the front of the room. It's slightly ajar, one half pulled open just about enough for a person to slip through. "No! She's already back ahead of us..." Meru says, gritting her teeth. "Come on! We need to get in there //now//." [[Enter The Inner Sanctum->Tabletop Club- Dinner Break 2]]

<<Time 19>>\ "Oh, food's here! Quick break everyone," Morgan says. "C'mon Erika." "How do we always time that to be right before what's obviously going to be a boss fight," Erika replies. She stretches her arms and gets up to follow Morgan out of the room. "Can't wait though, I am gonna //destroy// this yakisoba..." While the two of them go to pick up the food, the rest of you get up to stretch your legs and chat a little. "So those statues are totally coming to life, right?" Kamile says. "Oh without a doubt," you say with a laugh. "We even already saw proof that they can eat you." "Do you think we can eat //them//, though?" Leah chimes in. "Maybe they aren't actually made of stone. Or it's like big person-sized rock candy..." "I don't know, I wouldn't put it past Morgan to include that just to fuck with us," Candice says with a laugh. "She's a little unhinged with this dungeon I guess, instant death traps aren't usually her speed. So sorry Tara, that's rough!"<<if !$ateNikki>> "Eh, it was so obviously a trap that she kinda deserves it," Nikki chuckles. "This coming from the girl who nearly died because she charged in to fight the toughest enemy alone right off the bat," Kamile says, shooting her a look. Nikki scoffs and looks down at her phone.<</if>> "Th-Thanks, it's okay! I, um, honestly I wasn't super crazy about Eris as a character and I did know it was kind of dumb so like it's... it's fine..!" Tara says with a nervous laugh. "At least now I know to be ready for stuff like that in this campaign." "You normally shouldn't need to be!" Morgan says as she and Erika walk back into the room, bags of food in hand. They have a logo for a place called "The Noodle Mage" on them, featuring an odd pink creature wearing a stereotypical wizard hat. "Things just aligned in the worst possible way with the timing of the flood being set off, I didn't anticipate the overlap there. Sorry about that, I really didn't mean to punish you //that// badly for springing the mimic..." "It's fine, really! Um, actually, could I talk to you about something for a minute though?" Tara asks, tapping her fingers together. "Of course!" Morgan replies with a smile. "Just give me one second." After helping Erika pass out everyone's food, she steps out into the hall with Tara. You and the others all start to dig into your food--it's delicious. You watch with a small smile as across the table, Candice and Emily both feed each other a bite of their food before eating any themselves. Candice gives her a little kiss on the cheek right after. "You know, um, I hope it's not rude to ask Candice..." Leah says, pausing to eat some of her ramen before continuing. "I really like the relationship Beade and Nala have got going on, but, um, I know you and //Emily// are dating. Is it, like, weird at all that it's //Kamile's// character you're getting close with in the game?" "Oh, not at all! We're both basically pros at roleplaying, it's all just character work," Candice replies with a laugh. "Our characters absolutely hated each other last year, it's been a real change of pace," Kamile adds. Candice smiles and pulls Emily into a side hug. "And I made sure Emi was okay with me playing that way right away when I saw the chemistry that first session, don't you worry!" Emily smiles and nods to confirm. "Alright, everyone ready to jump back in?" Morgan says as she and Tara return to the room. "I'm excited for this next encounter." <<if $cherryTeachAnal > 1>>You check the time as you start to shift back to the game, remembering your prior agreement with Cherry for tonight. Finding that it's getting closer to the estimate she gave you than you'd like, you let Morgan know that you might have to dip out early. The game carries on as the party pursues the Concordat commander, catching up too late to stop her from reaching the artifact first. But, she triggers a trap by trying to remove it from its rightful place, causing the statues you've been seeing throughout the dungeon to spring to life and attack... including a giant, four armed one at the center of the room that swiftly eats her. You all get locked into a boss fight with it, struggling to survive and find a way to escape the sealed room before it's too late. Unfortunately, you aren't quite able to see the end of the fight, having to excuse yourself and hand your character over to Morgan for the rest of the session so you can get to your... //other// obligation. You say a quick farewell as you head out into the hall, feeling a bit embarrassed to be skipping out on part of a session for this... [[Head to Cherry's dorm to learn anal vore->October 30th- Anal Training]]<<else>>[[Dive back in->Dungeon 2- The Reliquary]]<</if>>

<<if $dungeonCharacter is "naga">>"Beade! Hold <<if $dungeonStomach > 0>>//*uurp*//<</if>> on..!" you shout, rushing toward her as quickly as you can. If you can get a blessing off before she's swallowed... You're stopped in your tracks as the kobold warrior lunges out to block your advance <<if $dungeonStomach > 0>>with a furious glare<<else>>with a smug grin<</if>>, looking worn down but willing to fight to the end. You don't even get the chance to consider your approach before a lightning bolt from Meru puts her down.\ <<else>>"Beade! I'm <<if $dungeonStomach > 0>>//*uurp*//<</if>> coming..!" you shout, rushing toward her. A glaive thrusts out in front of you to halt your advance, the red-tailed naga slithering in to block your path <<if $dungeonStomach > 0>>with a furious glare<<else>>with a smug grin<</if>>, looking worn down but willing to fight to the end. You don't even get the chance to attack before a lightning bolt from Meru puts her down.<</if>> The delay was still enough--you see the crab girl raise Beade up and eagerly spread her jaws... ...then the crab gets whisked into the air by two giant hands. You watch as Nala, with a terrified expression, lifts the girl up and stuffs her into her mouth, crab-half first. The crab girl immediately starts to panic, flailing her many legs as they start to get pulled into your half-giant companion's mouth. Beade easily breaks away from her grip and flutters free as her attention shifts towards saving herself. Nala grimaces as a heavy swallow pulls the crab in to the point that little more than her humanoid half sticks out between her lips. She seems to be struggling, holding a hand to her throat as she makes another strained swallow. You can't blame her--its chitinous body is so rigid and awkwardly shaped that even from the outside the bulge it's making is strange and lumpy, you can't imagine it feels good scraping against the inside. Still, she presses on, frantically gulping until the girl fully disappears into her mouth and the prickly lump sinks down behind her chest. Her stomach soon swells, bulging out to a gut easily twice your size... though relative to her frame, it's not even as distended as <<if $dungeonCharacter is "naga">>a human eating another would be<<else>><<if $dungeonStomach > 0>>your own<<else>>yours would look if you'd eaten the kobold<</if>><</if>>. She shivers when the deed is done. Her eyes widen as she places a hand on her belly and another over her mouth. The effort fails to stifle a belch so loud that it knocks some dust from the ceiling as it echoes through the cavern. "B-Beade! Beade are you okay?" she says, dropping to her knees in front of a spire of stone where the sprite landed to gather her strength. A soft blue glow appears over her hand as she starts to work some healing magic without waiting for a response. "Am now! You really saved my butt, big girl," Beade replies with a grin. "And look at that gut! You're a natural." "Mmh, poor thing, I just--//*OOUouuurrrup..!*//" Nala replies, unleashing another loud belch directly in her face. She blushes and covers her mouth. "S-Sorry..!" "Ha! Could smell the crab on that," Beade laughs. She flutters up and give Nala a quick kiss on the nose. "Fight ain't over yet, maybe you can get her some company.~" A shrieking wail pierces the air, only to be cut short soon after. You see Avesta pry her glaive out of the back of the remaining crab girl, looking furious. She glances between you and her only remaining soldier, the dark elf mage. "Yor, hold them off," she hisses, backing away from the fighting. "These pests aren't what we're here for." "Yes captain," the mage replies with a nod. "Aw, runnin' away? I thought you empire chumps were supposed to be tough!" Beade calls out, soaring forward at Avesta. Her advance is cut short by a blast of wind from the mage, knocking her away and forcing her back to the ground, while Avesta slithers off down a passage through the cave on the other side of the room. The mage looks like she's straining <<if $dungeonCharacter is "naga">>after losing her staff somewhere in the struggle<<else>>without her staff<</if>>, but determined to fight to the bitter end. A green glow gathers around her hands and she slams them against the ground. A tremor shakes through the cavern, nearly knocking you off your feet. As the trembling starts to subside, the ground in front of you suddenly splits open, a deep ravine opening up on the cavern floor as much stronger aftershock shakes the room. The mage seems just as surprised--this isn't part of the spell, she must have hit a weak point in the cavern's structure. Stalactites break off and fall from the ceiling while the water from the lake floods into the ravine, further exacerbating the damage. The mage stumbles back away from the edge too late, and gets swept away by the water.<<if !$ateNikki>> "Damn it, that was my last chance for a meal here..." Nikki grumbles to herself.<</if>> "This whole place could cave in, we need to get out of here now!" Meru shouts. "Follow Avesta, we can't let her get away!" Using a precarious bridge of fallen stone and some help from Nala, you all cross over the flooding water and hurry toward the entrance deeper into the caves. The rumbling carries on for another minute or two before things finally seem to settle, thankfully without any sound to signal that the cavern fully collapsed. <<if $dungeonStomach > 0>>You need to pause for a moment to gather yourself, feeling nauseous from all the shaking and moving on a <<if $dungeonCharacter is "naga">>truly <</if>>full stomach. Your prey seems to have mostly settled down at least. <</if>>Soft groans and gurgles echo off the walls from Nala's stomach as you press on. You can still see signs of the crab girl inside struggling to break free. "So, does this mean you're finally easing back on the pacifism?" Meru asks as the party treks on. "Oh my, no, I... I just had no choice," Nala says, visibly flustered. She rests a hand on her belly as she walks, idly rubbing it in soothing circles. "Beade was in trouble..." "Hey, eating doesn't count as fighting anyway!" Beade chimes in. "Everyone's gotta eat." "Trust me, you don't want her to give up on that anyway," Kamile says. "Oh yeah I know. The second Nala stops being just support is the second Morgan starts including something that could //eat// a half-giant in every encounter," Erika replies with a laugh. [[Carry on through the caves->Dungeon 2- Cavern 3]]

You carry on through the dark cave, moving as quickly as you can without exhausting yourselves. There's no sign of Avesta, but thus far you haven't come across any branching paths so you must still be on her tail. Up ahead, you start to see a faint light filtering into the cave, a familiar blue-green glow. You find just what you'd hoped--another breach into the dungeon. You step through and arrive in another wide open room like when you first entered this place. A tall sloped ceiling with massive pillars spread around for support, along with more of the strange faceless statues standing in alcoves along the walls. There's a large, very ornate door on the far wall. Above the door stands the remains of a much larger statue in a different style from the rest, though it has crumbled into mostly rubble. It appears to have been deliberately defaced, not collapsing from age but torn apart with aggressive intent. You can see what look like feathered wings amongst the rubble and an elegant robe or dress on what remains standing of its lower body, but its hard to make out much else about what the figure would have looked like.<<if $dungeonCharacter is "naga">> It's still enough for you. "That's... that must be," you say, hushed awe in your voice. "'Robes of starlight and seraphim wings'... That statue depicted Aravena once, I'm certain of it. What was this place..?" "Worry about that later, look!" Meru says.<</if>> Across the room, you're greeted by a welcome surprise--the rest of your party is already here. Or two of them are, at least... "Yeah good call, splitting the party is rough to handle," Erika says with a chuckle. "I don't know what you're talking about, having both paths lead to the same place at the exact same time is perfectly logical," Morgan replies with a smirk. "Well, I suppose our choice before didn't matter much in the end," Meru says with a small laugh as you rejoin the others. They both look a bit worse for wear than when you parted ways, forlorn and exhausted. "How are you holding up?" She furrows her brow. "...where's Eris?" "She didn't make it..." Eriah says. "The dungeon was full of traps, she should have known better, but..." She trails off with a frustrated sigh. "We were actually doing pretty good, other than needing to watch our step we only ran into this one slime that didn't even put up much of a fight," Bellona says, resting a sympathetic hand on Eriah's shoulder. "And we even found signs that the Concordat party already got taken out somewhere along the way! But not long before we found this room, we came across a side hall with a chest at the end..." "I tried to warn Eris that it was suspicious, but she ran ahead to open it anyway," Eriah continues. "A slime that was lurking inside pulled her in and sealed the chest again before I could reach her... and then some kind of earthquake hit and caused water from the lake to flood into the dungeon halls. It swept away the chest she was stuck in and we completely lost track of her, I wouldn't even know where to look..." "Damn it, that... the flood was our fault, sort of..." Meru says. She clenches her fist, grimacing and turning her head away from the group for a moment. "Poor //*Uuurp*// thing, she was such a sweetheart..." Nala says, her voice wavering a little.<<if $dungeonCharacter is "naga">> "May the goddess bless her soul..." you say, bowing your head.<</if>> "So, uh... what happened on your end?" Bellona asks, clearly bewildered by Nala's gut. "Crabs," Beade grunts in reply. "Crabs?" Eriah says, cocking her head. You and Meru quickly fill them in on what you saw in the cavern, and the strange crab girls you encountered. "One of them tried to eat me!" Beade chimes in, crossing her arms with a huff. She grins and flutters up to pat Nala's gut. "Too bad for her the big girl got to her first.~" Nala just blushes and averts her gaze, stifling another burp.<<if !$ateNikki>> "...big wimp got to have all the fun..." Shiva mutters under her breath.<</if>> "Anyways, we got drawn into a big battle between these crab-folk and the Concordat party down here searching the ruins. They must have split up as well if you saw signs of them, but what we ran into certainly seemed to be the main contingent," Meru continues. "Most of them were taken out, but--damn it, how did I get so distracted? Their leader escaped and hurried off this way ahead of us, did you see where she went?" "Nope, I didn't notice anythi... has the door been like that the whole time?" Bellona says, drawing everyone's attention to the door at the front of the room. It's slightly ajar, one half pulled open just about enough for a person to slip through. "No! She's already back ahead of us..." Meru says, gritting her teeth. "Come on! We need to get in there //now//." [[Enter The Inner Sanctum->Tabletop Club- Dinner Break 2]]

<<set $dungeonHealth.current -= random(8,12)>>\ You all hurry over to the door, forcing it open wide to <<if hasVisited("Dungeon 2- Dungeon")>>follow on the Concordat commander's trail. The others fill you in on her identity--it's Avesta, a naga centurion leading the empire's efforts here in the Vale. You've clashed with her a few times before in your defense of Steadwick. <<else>>follow Avesta's trail. <</if>>A large hallway waits beyond, dark and foreboding. Faded murals are carved along the walls and the floor has a slight slope to it, leading even further down into the earth. Another heavy stone door awaits at the other end. Pushing through, you enter a massive domed room, the ceiling rising at least three times as high as Nala is tall. Crystal chandeliers twinkle like stars up above, while a moat of fluid glowing with the same blue-green hue lines the rounded edges of the room. A bridge leads you across it from the door onto a circular platform with a tall dais in the middle. Eight of the strange faceless statues stand at attention around the outskirts of the room, facing in toward the center. Standing atop it is an absolutely massive version of the same sort of statues--an armless grey stone woman with crystalline hair, though this one has fully modeled legs, and four simple eyes have been carved on its otherwise featureless face. It's at least a few feet taller than even Nala. Four pillars beside it hold up what appear to be massive clawed hands carved out of the blue-green crystals, positioned so that it almost looks like the statue is raising its nonexistant arms with upturned palms. In front of it is an altar with a strange relic hovering just above it. A small, round gemstone glowing with brilliant iridescent light that leaves multicolored reflections along every nearby surface, suspended within a series of three ornate golden rings slowly turning around each other. The Dawnstone, it must be. Unfortunately, there's a familiar figure standing right behind it at the altar... "What a waste," Avesta says as she spots your approach. "You all struggle against unity and stability, against the generous embrace of the empire, for what? Just to drag more of us down into the mud with you?" she continues, a rising venom in her voice. "You failed, as you always will. All you've done is inflict needless losses." "Smug talk for someone outnumbered in a room with one exit," Beade says, fluttering to the front of the group as you all advance on the altar. She has her battleaxe held at the ready and an eager grin on her face. "I will make you all kneel before the end!" Avestra shouts, reaching out for the artifact. Her expression gives you some hope--she's talking big, but her eyes look desperate. She doesn't seem entirely confident that the Dawnstone is something that's going to give her an edge in the coming fight. "For the glory of the empire!" "Wait... look at the way those 'hands' are positioned around the statue... and all the smaller ones we've seen have two of the same crystal formations around them..." Meru mutters, cautiously slowing to a stop. "...damn it, she's a fool. Brace yourselves!" Avesta grabs the artifact with both hands, grasping the outermost ring. The moment she lifts it, a strange, ethereal wail rings out and echoes off the domed ceiling, accompanied by a flash of bright light from the artifact. Then comes the rumbling of shifting stone... and the eyes on the giant statue ignite with blue-green fire. Its head tilts down to look at Avesta while the crystalline hands float up off of their pillars. Before she's even noticed the change, two of the hands slam inward to grab the naga in a full-body vice grip. The Dawnstone drops from her grip, falling straight down until it stops suspended a few inches off the ground, no hint of bouncing or rolling. Behind you, the stone doors leading into the chamber slam shut, quickly reinforced by a barrier of strange orange-hued magic. All around the room, the smaller statues shudder to life as well, the crystal formations that sat beside each levitating up off the ground and more obviously taking shape as oversized clawed hands. They stumble forward, legs breaking out of the blocks at their feet to reveal they crumble into broken fragments and shards of crystal beneath the knee, some form of magic allowing them to levitate above the ground. "Eheh, uh, it looks like //we// might be the ones outnumbered in a room with one exit, Beade..." Bellona says. "//No// exit..." you say, nervously glancing between the giant living statue and the barrier blocking the door. The giant raises Avesta up into the air... and you watch with some horror as its head splits to reveal a bestial maw with crystalline teeth, its entire face lifting like a mask on top of the upper jaw. Avesta's tail wriggles frantically as she's crammed down its throat, helpless to stop herself from being swallowed down by the living statue. Its stomach bulges out into a small potbelly to make room, though it's stiff as stone like the rest of it, no sign showing through of any movement within. "Any ideas here..?" Eriah asks, stepping toward the front of the group with her shield at the ready.<<if $TEMPeriahJellyFilled>> Her stance is wide, factoring in her gurgling gut instead of being hindered by it.<</if>> "Eh they're just big piles of rock, we can smash 'em up no problem," Beade says with a grin. "I don't like our odds here at all, we need to get the Dawnstone and get out," Meru replies. She's frantically looking around the room. "There must be some way to bring dow--WATCH OUT!" In unnerving unison, the small statues throughout the room and the giant towering over it turn to look at your group. A second later, and two of the giant's hands are hurtling across the room at you. You all scatter to dive out of the way as they crash into the ground where you were standing with a rumbling thud. The giant starts to advance with slow footsteps that shake the ground, its hands rising up and floating back into position beside it. "There, look around the edges of the room!" Meru shouts. "Those orbs on pedestals, they weren't lit up before. This sort of magic always needs some sort of anchor to sustain it, they must be powering the barrier!" Sure enough, there are three small pedestals positioned at each edge of the platform other than the one you entered from that you hadn't paid much mind before. Each one holds a large orb that now shines with a faint, pulsing orange light matching the barrier. "Three orbs and <<if $ateNikki>>six<<else>>seven<</if>> of us, should be easy enough to--" "Got bad news for ya, there's a fourth," Beade chimes in. She points up with her axe... drawing your attention to a crown carved onto the giant statue's head. There's another of the same orbs embedded in it front and center. "Right..." Meru says, grimacing. There's a crash as the giant launches another of its hands at you, further scattering the party.<<if $dungeonStomach > 0>> You're barely able to evade in time under the heavy weight of your <<if $dungeonCharacter is "naga">>bloated tail, your oversized meal still faintly squirming inside<<else>>gut, what remains of your meal still sloshing around inside<</if>>.<</if>> Soon after, a bright flame ignites, then quickly dissipates. You turn your attention to see Irileth now standing atop a scorched summoning seal next to Bellona. The crimson-skinned succubus seems as irritated as ever. "Helplessly in peril again, Windsheer?" she grunts, glancing around at the battlefield she's been dragged into. "An absolute pity it's still yet to get you killed." "Again, it's //Sheerwind//," Bellona says. "Um, sorry, as always, but--" "If you were really sorry you'd stop summoning me." "If you had any self-awareness, you'd stop antagonizing the mage that has you in a no-restriction pact," Meru chimes in. "She could do a lot worse than asking you to fight when we're desperate." "I don't answer to you, half-blood..!" Irileth growls, the flame above her head flaring up. "Oh will you just fight that thing already!" Bellona snaps. Another of the giant statue's hands crashes down right where Irileth was standing. The succubus was quick to react, lunging out of the way as soon as the attack was thrown. She growls, the red flame above her head flaring up to a roaring blaze. Warm light floods the room as she answers the attack with a mighty fireball. It strikes the statue with enough force to make it stumble back a few steps. Chaos briefly overtakes the battlefield as the smaller statues descend on your already scattered party. Crystalline hands <<if $dungeonCharacter is "elf">>claw at you and Bellona, narrowly blocked by a barrier you raise. You take the brief reprieve it allows you to drink a mana potion you kept in your pouch.<<elseif $dungeonCharacter is "naga">>claw at you and Bellona, narrowly blocked by a barrier of ice she conjures. You take the brief reprieve it allows you to drink a mana potion you kept in your pouch.<<else>>scrape against your shield as you step forward to defend Bellona.<</if>> Across the way, you watch Beade<<if !$ateNikki>> and Shiva<</if>> manage to split one in half, bailing out a surrounded Meru. The statue immediately returns to being inert stone when it dies, the top half falling to the ground and crumbling. Another falls to Eriah's blade in the skirmish. More rumbling shakes the room from Irileth clashing with the giant all the while. "She's barely holding that thing off, we need to get out of here!" Meru shouts. "Beade, you handle the orb on its crown. Nala, help Irileth keep it busy for her." "On it, boss," Beade says with a chuckle. She zips up into the air in the direction of the giant right away. "Hang on, don't be so reckless..!" Nala calls out after her. <<if $dungeonCharacter is "naga">>\ <<if !$ateNikki>>"I'll keep the little ones busy for you..." Shiva says with a grin, slithering off into the fray. "Wait, but--damn it, fine. I'll<<else>>"I'll<</if>> take the orb on the right," Meru says. "Eriah can get another, then maybe--" "$dungeonName, give me a blessing. I can handle clearing a path for you and Bellona to reach the remaining orbs with the help of your empowerment," Eriah says. "Of course. Goddess' blessing upon you!" you shout, a flash of light sparking from your staff. A very faint halo of golden feathers appears around her head as magical strength fills her body. "Let's do this," she says with an assertive nod. She steps forward, slamming her sword against her shield in a way that sends a faint pulse of teal energy surging out around her. All the nearby statues<<if !$ateShiva>> that aren't already engaged with Shiva<</if>> quickly turn their attention to her. With a defiant shout, she charges forward to meet them, bolstered by your blessing and her own magics. Bellona makes a run for the orb on the left side while they're distracted, leaving you to thread your way through the battle toward the back of the room.<<if $dungeonStomach > 0>> The bulky weight of your tail slows you down, leaving you feeling almost like something is dragging you backward when you try to move at more than a casual pace.<</if>>\ <<else>>\ "I'll take the orb on the right. Eriah, you take the left," Meru continues. <<if !$ateNikki>> "And I'll keep the little ones busy for you..." Shiva says with a grin, slithering off into the fray. <</if>>"That leaves the far orb for you, $dungeonName, can you handle that?" "I'll do my best," you reply with a nod. <<if $dungeonCharacter is "elf">>You summon a powerful gust of wind from your staff, knocking away one of the statues that was closing in on you to create an opening to slip away. Moving as nimbly as you can<<if $dungeonStomach > 0>> under the extra weight of your sloshing belly<</if>>, you make your way across the battlefield, trying to cut a path to the back of the room.<<else>>You bash your shield against the statue you were engaged with, <<if $dungeonStomach > 0>>throwing the extra weight of your gut into your blow to knock it back and<<else>>knocking it back to<</if>> give you an opening to slip away. Sword at the ready, you dash across the battlefield, cutting your way around toward the back of the room.<</if>>\ <</if>> You're halted by one of the giant's hands slamming into the ground right in front of you, though thankfully its focus is still clearly on Irileth and you're only caught in the crossfire. You take a quick look around to assess how to proceed. Giving the giant a wide berth feels safest, but there's no clear route around it that won't force you <<if $dungeonCharacter is "naga">>to get too close for comfort to where Eriah is facing off with the smaller statues<<else>>into conflict with more of the smaller statues along the way<</if>>. It might be better to take the risk of slipping past right under its nose while it's occupied fighting the others... \ <<link "Go around the giant">><<replace "#choice">><<if $dungeonCharacter is "naga">><<set $dungeonHealth.current -= random(5,7)>><<elseif ($dungeonCharacter is "elf") and ($dungeonStomach > 0)>>/*purely just tweaking values to allow more than one route to eating the slime as the mage and surviving the fight, there's no real narrative explanation for taking less damage in this circumstance*/<<set $dungeonHealth.current -= random(8,10)>><<elseif $ateNikki>><<set $dungeonHealth.current -= random(16,20)>><<else>><<set $dungeonHealth.current -= random(12,14)>><</if>><<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<TabletopDisplay>><</replace>>\ Opting to take the safer route<<if $dungeonStomach > 0>> on account of your extra bulk<</if>>, you hurry away from the clash with the giant to circle around behind it. <<if $dungeonCharacter is "naga">>\ A crystalline hand flies in your direction, grazing your <<if $dungeonStomach > 0>>oversized <</if>>tail and scraping your scales as it pulls away again. It seems you drew too near to the fighting and simply got caught in the crossfire--the statue the hand returns to is still fully focused on Eriah. Two other statues have already been turned to rubble by her blade. You shrug off the pain of the impact and hurry along to the pedastal at the back of the room.\ <<else>>\ A crystalline hand lurches out to block your path, <<if $ateNikki>>two<<else>>one<</if>> of the smaller statues quickly advancing on you. <<if $dungeonCharacter is "elf">>\ You <<if $dungeonStomach > 0>>stumble<<else>>hop<</if>> back to a safer distance, quickly raising a barrier to give yourself some more breathing room. <<if $ateNikki>>They're<<else>>It's<</if>> too close for a fireball, so instead you conjure a blazing lash of flames from the tip of your staff to strike back. <<if $ateNikki>>One<<else>>It<</if>> skirts around the barrier to try to flank you, tearing a painful gash along your back with its claws. You retaliate with a swing of your whip, roaring flames fracuring its face with a loud crack that echoes through the room. <<if $ateNikki>>The other launches one of its hands straight at you, just barely missing as you dive out of the way. You launch a volley of infernal darts back in kind, whistling arcs of fire cutting through the air to pelt its rocky hide, before pivoting around to whip the first again, breaking off most of its shoulder this time.<<else>>It screeches at you, revealing the same sort of unsettling maw hiding beneath its face as the larger statue, then lunges in for another strike that tears at your arm. A few more swings of your whip drive it back, one striking true and breaking off most of its shoulder.<</if>> Pressing the advantage, you slam your staff against the ground, a flash of green light flaring at the tip as a rupture breaks through the floor toward your foe. It stumbles and falls into the shallow crevice, giving you an opening for another strike of your whip. This one sends a deep fracture down its chest, revealing a crystalline interior, as though it were a sculpted geode. It shows no signs of moving.<<if $ateNikki>> The other statue catches you off guard a moment later, its hand slamming into your right side hard enough that you nearly fall to the ground. Rather than drag things out further, you conjure a powerful blast of wind to simply knock the statue away--you have a job to do.<</if>> You let your flaming whip extinguish, staying determined despite your waning mana as you rush onward to the pedestal at the back of the room.\ <<else>>\ You plant your feet and raise your shield, holding your ground as <<if $ateNikki>>one of them<<else>>it<</if>> slams its other hand into you.<<if $dungeonStomach > 0>> Though you hold firm, the impact is harsh enough to kick up an audible sloshing sound from your gut.<</if>> Swiveling around, you lash out with your sword and send a deep fracture through its chest. It screeches at you, revealing the same sort of unsettling maw hiding beneath its face as the larger statue, then lunges in for another strike<<if $ateNikki>>, bolstered by the second coming in to flank you. You clash with them, trading blows until you finally manage to lop off one of their heads. Its hands immediately crash to the ground, inert, and its body freezes back into solid stone. Now one-on-one, you have little issue dealing with the other.<<else>>. You trade a few more blows with it before finally managing to lop off its head. Its hands immediately crash to the ground, inert, and its body freezes back into solid stone.<</if>> You waste no time getting back to the task at hand, rushing around to the pedestal at the back of the room.\ <</if>>\ <</if>> The orb sits undefended on top of it, faintly pulsing with magical orange light. [[Smash the orb->Dungeon 2- Reliquary 2]]<</replace>><</link>> <<link "Risk running right under it">><<replace "#choice">><<if ($dungeonStomach > 0) or ($dungeonCharacter is "naga")>><<set $dungeonHealth.current to Math.max(8, $dungeonHealth.current-random(55, 64))>><<else>><<set $dungeonHealth.current -= random(5,7)>><</if>><<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<TabletopDisplay>><</replace>>\ Knowing you need to move quickly, you take the risk of skirting right through the battle with the giant<<if $dungeonCharacter is "elf">>, casting a hastening spell on yourself to improve your chances<</if>>. <<if $dungeonCharacter is "naga">>You pivot to cut as direct of a path toward the orb as you can, just barely dodging out of the way of another attack meant for Irileth<<if $dungeonStomach > 0>>, your bloated tail taking a glancing blow<</if>>. The giant statue takes a few steps to the side and ends up directly in your path. You press on unphased. You rush forward, aiming to duck right between its legs on your way through to the pillar on the other side... but your tail makes you too large of a target. Your upper body deftly slips between its legs, only to be stopped dead in your tracks when the giant stomps on your <<if $dungeonStomach > 0>>bulging <</if>>tail with so much force you're afraid it might pop. You hear a worrying amount of cracking sounds as part of you is crushed nearly flat against the ground, intense pain coursing through your body for an agonizing few seconds before everything seems to go numb and you black out. "...$dungeonName..! oh gosh, $dungeonName, please be okay..!" you faintly hear Nala's voice call out. A flash of blue light washes over your eyes as you take a gasping breath and jolt back upright. You're met by the sight of Nala standing over you with one hand outstretched, nervously keeping an eye on the ongoing fight with the giant just a few feet away. She lets out a sigh of relief as you force your aching body to rise from the floor. "Oh thank goodness," she says. "I was really afraid that killed you, I don't have magic to fix that..." "J-Just a scratch, don't worry..!" you say with a weak laugh, coughing a few times. "My thanks for the help, may the goddess smile upon you." "Of course, I--Beade! Hang on..!" she replies, rushing off back into the fray. You take a few more seconds to get your bearing and shake off the ache, then press on, finally approaching the pedestal at the back of the room.<<elseif $dungeonStomach > 0>>You pivot to cut as direct of a path toward the orb as you can, just barely dodging out of the way of another attack meant for Irileth, leaving you almost stumbling over as you struggle to control the extra bulk of your gut. The giant statue takes a few steps to the side and ends up directly in your path. You press on unphased. "Yeah okay, I guess I was getting kind of cocky trying to be agile on a full stomach," you say with a nervous laugh. "Hey don't feel too bad, having the total for your roll be a //negative number// is impressive in its own right," Erika snickers. You rush forward, aiming to duck right between its legs on your way through to the pillar on the other side... but you misjudge the impact your belly has on your manueverability. You swivel away from one of the giant's legs as it steps in your path too quickly, leaving your sloshing gut lagging behind the rest of your body and throwing you off balance. You stumble and trip, and before you can push yourself back up... the giant stomps on you with so much force you're afraid your belly is going to pop like a grape. You hear a worrying amount of cracking sounds, intense pain coursing through your body for an agonizing few seconds before everything seems to go numb and you black out. "...$dungeonName..! oh gosh, $dungeonName, please be okay..!" you faintly hear Nala's voice call out. A flash of blue light washes over your eyes as you take a gasping breath and jolt back upright. You're met by the sight of Nala standing over you with one hand outstretched, nervously keeping an eye on the ongoing fight with the giant just a few feet away. She lets out a sigh of relief as you force your aching body to stand. "Oh thank goodness," she says. "I was really afraid that killed you, I don't have magic to fix that..." "J-Just a scratch, don't worry..!" you say with a weak laugh, coughing a few times. Your belly in particular is still aching terribly. "Thanks for picking me back up." "Of course, I--Beade! Hang on..!" she replies, rushing off back into the fray. You take a few more seconds to get your bearing and shake off the ache, then press on, finally approaching the pedestal at the back of the room.<<else>>You pivot to cut as direct of a path toward the orb as you can, dodging out of the way of another attack meant for Irileth with only a glancing blow. The giant statue takes a few steps to the side and ends up directly in your path. You press on unphased. It seems to finally notice your advance only when you're right under it, and by then it's too late. You deftly slip between its legs and rush forward to the pedestal at the back of the room.<</if>> The orb sits undefended on top of it, faintly pulsing with magical orange light. [[Smash the orb->Dungeon 2- Reliquary 2]]<</replace>><</link>>

<<if $dungeonCharacter is "elf">>You appraise the orb for a moment, unsure how sturdy it might be. Rather than overthink it, you try firing a point-blank magic arrow at it, which thankfully proves to be enough to rupture it down the center.<<elseif $dungeonCharacter is "naga">>You appraise the orb for a moment, unsure how sturdy it might be. With little time to spare, you spend the mana to unleash a blast of holy energy at it, easily breaking it to pieces.<<else>>You appraise the orb for a moment, then raise your sword. With a single decisive swing, you shatter it to pieces.<</if>> There's a brief flash of light and a spray of crackling orange energy as the orb crumbles. Off to your right, Meru handily takes care of her orb as well, leaving another of the statues shattered in her wake. On the left side of the room, you spot Eriah <<if $dungeonCharacter is "naga">>still facing off with a few of the statues while Bellona finally makes it to the third orb<<else>>facing off with a pair of statues while Bellona hurries up to the third orb<</if>>. She studies it with a nervous look, seeming unsure what to do, before struggling to pull it free from its place on the pedestal. When it finally comes loose, she stumbles back from the force of her pull... just in time to avoid a hand thrown by one of the statues that crashes right into the spot she was standing. With a panicked yelp, she... stuffs the large orb into her mouth and swallows. A clear bump in her belly forms beneath her robe. "Wh--Bellona, why?" Meru shouts. "I panicked, I didn't have anything to break it with..!" she shouts back. "You could have just smashed it on the ground!" "O-Oh yeah, true..." Bellona says with a sheepish laugh. "Um, don't worry, my stomach will still get the job done..!" A crashing sound and a pained grunt draws your attention to the fight with the giant. One of its hands finally landed a direct hit, crushing Irileth... except it hasn't quite made it all the way to the ground. She's holding it back, locked in a standstill with her feet planted and all but cutting grooves into the floor. You hear a crackling like breaking glass, then watch as the crystalline hand //shatters//, torn in half by magical claws the succubus conjured for herself. They glow with the same red hue as the blazing flame above her head. "I'll tear you to pieces you worthless heap of rock!" she roars. She growls under her breath, brandishing her claws. "My wrath is wasted on a fucking automaton..." The giant statue immediately turns its full attention to her, revealing its jaws to let out a piercing shriek. It steps forward for a more furious assault, all three of its remaining hands clawing and slamming at the succubus like it were trying to squish an insect. It smashes right through the altar it once stood upon in the process. "Beade, now..!" Nala calls out. "Already on it!" Beade replies in an eager tone. The giant might be overwhelming Irileth now... but it's neglecting its other foes. Beade soars through the air like an arrow with her axe at the ready, nimbly dodging past a stray swat of one of the statue's hands before taking a mighty swing at its head. A thundering crack echoes through off the walls and a bright flash of light draws the attention of everyone in the room as her axe cleaves through its crown. The orb shatters and the giant's entire face fractures. "The makeover's free of charge, freak," Beade laughs. "No need to thank me!" The statue shrieks in outrage again, Beade narrowly pulling away in time to avoid a retaliatory swat. "Perfect, that should do it! Once Bellona actually finishes the job, anyway..." Meru says. "S-Sorry, should be //*urp*// any time now!" Bellona says with a sheepish laugh. "Regroup by the exit, I've got the Dawnstone!" Meru shouts. She rushes in toward the dais, where the artifact is still hovering in the same spot Avesta dropped it. Dodging around the smaller statues that remain and a few stray attacks from the battle, she swoops in dangerously close to the giant to grab it. Without hesitation, the giant raises its foot to stomp on her, but before its weight comes down to bear Meru vanishes in a flash of purple. A small trail of energy zigzags away, and with the same sort of flash she reappears close to the door right as the giant's foot crashes down where she used to be. She stumbles a little, looking exhausted--her mana must be running low. Warm light and a flash of heat wash over you as Irileth pushes the advantage with a flurry of fireballs. The statue takes a stumbling step back, and Nala rushes in to finish the job. Holding her staff horizontally in both hands, she gives the statue a panicked shove, sending its already imbalanced body crashing to the ground. Crashing almost directly on top of you, unfortunately. You dive out of the way of the heavy giant<<if $dungeonCharacter is "naga">>, barely managing to pull your <<if $dungeonStomach > 0>>heavy <</if>>tail out of harm's way<<elseif $dungeonStomach > 0>>, tumbling unceremoniously when you land thanks to the unwieldy bulk of your gut<<else>>, pushing yourself back up onto your feet as quickly as you can<</if>>. You've hardly even recovered when you're forced to duck under one of its hands flying back to its proper place at the statue's side. The room shakes as it starts to rise back onto its feet... and in the process, you spot that same hand coming back down to slam into your position with an open palm. <<if $dungeonHealth.current > $dungeonHealth.max/2>>Mustering all the strength you can manage, you dash away, feeling its crystalline claws scrape your <<if $dungeonCharacter is "naga">>tail<<else>>back<</if>> before the impact shakes through the ground. You hold steady and press on<<if $ateNikki>>, rushing past some of the smaller statues to join the others by the door.<<else>>. Shiva tears down a smaller statue blocking your path as you rush to rejoin the others by the door.<</if>> "All that and this thing's still just annoyed..." Meru mutters. She's holding the Dawnstone close to her chest. "Anytime now, Bellona." "Right, um, let me try... uh..." she replies. Her face scrunches up and she tightens her fist. After a brief moment of confusion, her intention becomes clear--you hear the muffled sound of breaking glass and the small bump in her belly quickly flattens, the orb inside crushed under the pressure of her clenched stomach muscles. A loud, drawn out belch takes her by surprise, carrying a few sparks of orange energy out with it. The barrier blocking the door dissipates in perfect sync. "Finally... Nala, can you get the door open?" Meru says. "I'll do my best!" "Irileth, hold them off for us! I'll dismiss you as soon as we're out of the ruins, promise," Bellona shouts. Irileth hurls another fireball at the approaching giant with a grunt of frustration. "I'll find a way to make you pay for forcing me to clean up all your messes some day, Windsheer," she hisses. "Mark my words..." While Irileth stays behind to face off with the giant, Nala pries open the heavy stone doors to clear a path for the rest of you to flee. [[Make your escape->Dungeon 2- Escape]]<<else>>\ This doesn't look good--your character is in rough enough shape that any real attack from the boss is likely to finish you off. It would be a shame to lose $dungeonName so early in the campaign... \ <<link "Fudge your roll to ensure you escape">><<replace "#choice">><<set $karma -= 1>><<set $dungeonLiedOnRoll to true>>\ Knowing you can't afford to fail here, you intentionally roll your die for the check with far too much force behind it, angling it toward yourself. Anywhere on the table would be too visible to lie without getting called out, but there's a chance Morgan will let you get away with keeping a floor roll if you act innocent enough... "Shoot, hang on," you say, getting up to retrieve your die when it rolls right off the table as planned. It's a four. "Aw man, that's a seventeen. Do I need to reroll?" You have to resist the urge to flinch as you turn back and see Morgan giving you a //very// knowing look, but she shakes her head. "No, that's fine," she says. "What's your total?" Mustering all the strength you can manage, you dash away, feeling its crystalline claws scrape your <<if $dungeonCharacter is "naga">>tail<<else>>back<</if>> before the impact shakes through the ground. You hold steady and press on<<if $ateNikki>>, rushing past some of the smaller statues to join the others by the door.<<else>>. Shiva tears down a smaller statue blocking your path as you rush to rejoin the others by the door.<</if>> "All that and this thing's still just annoyed..." Meru mutters. She's holding the Dawnstone close to her chest. "Anytime now, Bellona." "Right, um, let me try... uh..." she replies. Her face scrunches up and she tightens her fist. After a brief moment of confusion, her intention becomes clear--you hear the muffled sound of breaking glass and the small bump in her belly quickly flattens, the orb inside crushed under the pressure of her clenched stomach muscles. A loud, drawn out belch takes her by surprise, carrying a few sparks of orange energy out with it. The barrier blocking the door dissipates in perfect sync. "Finally... Nala, can you get the door open?" Meru says. "I'll do my best!" "Irileth, hold them off for us! I'll dismiss you as soon as we're out of the ruins, promise," Bellona shouts. Irileth hurls another fireball at the approaching giant with a grunt of frustration. "I'll find a way to make you pay for forcing me to clean up all your messes some day, Windsheer," she hisses. "Mark my words..." While Irileth stays behind to face off with the giant, Nala pries open the heavy stone doors to clear a path for the rest of you to flee. [[Make your escape->Dungeon 2- Escape]]<</replace>><</link>> <<link "Stay honest and accept the consequences">><<replace "#choice">>\ You try to dodge out of the way, but you're just too worn down to muster enough strength. The crystalline hand crashes down on you full-force, flattening you against the ground and knocking your <<if $dungeonCharacter is "human">>sword and shield<<else>>staff<</if>> from your grip. The giant wastes no time wrapping its fingers around your <<if $dungeonCharacter is "naga">>body and lifting you up into the air, your tail hanging limply below you<<else>>limp body and lifting you up into the air<</if>>. "<<if $leahRel > 2>>$name[0]$name[1]--Er, <</if>>$dungeonName, no..!" you hear <<if $leahRel < 0>>Bellona<<else>>Eriah<</if>> shout. "Leave me... run..!" you call out in a strained voice. The living statue finds no need to taunt or savor you. Its face lifts away to reveal the bestial maw below, then with dizzying speed you're tossed onto an oddly squishy tongue with its teeth a crystalline cage around you. Its mighty jaws snap shut, and in an instant its slimy tongue thrusts you back toward the carved entrance of its throat... [[Get Swallowed->Dungeon 2- Eaten By Guardian]]<</replace>><</link>><</if>>

You all hurry out of the room and up the sloping corridor, roaring blasts and heavy thuds shaking through the hall as Irileth battles the guardian behind you. Eriah thrusts open the door back into the large chamber at the end of the dungeon... and you're greeted by at least a dozen of the living statues waiting on the other side. They immediately turn their attention toward your group, heads snapping unnaturally fast to look in your direction. "Not good... we marked our path through the dungeon, but I doubt there's a way through after the flood," Eriah says. "Through the caves then, hurry!" Meru shouts. She tosses aside an empty bottle from a mana potion she chugged moments before, and in almost the same motion casts a Cascade to disrupt the statues. Bellona chips in with a few ice walls to barricade the path over to the breach into the caves. You rush along into the darkened tunnel, swarming statues hot on your heels. <<if $dungeonCharacter is "human">>You and Eriah shore up the rear of the group, blocking their clawing hands and pushing back those that get too close whenever you can.<<else>>Eriah shores up the rear of the group, blocking their clawing hands and pushing back those that get too close.<</if>> Exhaustion is already starting to settle in. The tunnel soon opens <<if hasVisited("Dungeon 2- Cavern")>>back into the wider cavern from before. To your dismay, several more of the crab-girls have emerged from the lake to investigate the aftermath of the battle from before.<<else>>into a spacious cavern, half flooded by an underground lake. All around the shore are strange creatures that must be the "crab folk" Meru mentioned when you regrouped--humanoid torsos attached to giant crab bodies, similar to centaurs.<</if>> "Can't we catch a break for once..!" Bellona laments. "Keep pushing forward, we can't get tied up here!" Meru shouts. "Just focus on getting out, nothing else matters." You press on, Meru and Bellona using magic to stave off the crab-girls as you cut a path through their territory. One gets close enough that it's almost able to grab you, but Beade swoops in with her axe to drive it back. The sounds of battle ring out in every direction as the statues that had been pursuing you start to clash with the crabs. You keep moving through the chaos.<<if !$ateNikki>> "Well, well, look at that..." Shiva says in a sly tone. Off to the side, you spot <<if hasVisited("Dungeon 2- Cavern")>>the mage from the Concordat party<<else>>a mage in Concordat regalia<</if>> limping toward cover, battered and drenched with water. "Looks like she made it out after all. Let me go fix that.~" "Wha--Shiva, stop! What did I //just// say?" Meru shouts. "Ugh, you're on your own!" Shiva slithers away from the party, rushing toward the wounded mage with an eager glint in her eyes. The mage barely has time to register the threat before she's halfway down the naga's gullet. Shiva is ravenous, groping and grabbing at her prey with reckless force as she guides her between her jaws, gulping her down like she hasn't eaten anything in days. Her belly bulges outward, but barely more than her throat, her prey sliding right through into her serpentine half before she's even done swallowing her. She rests a hand on her belly and lets out a satisfied belch. Then a massive crab claw clamps down on her. "What? I can't even resist being swallowed? That's bullshit!" Nikki shouts, glaring at Morgan. "That //was// your roll to resist," Morgan replies with a sigh. "The grab to restrain you was free since Shiva was completely distracted." "Almost like stopping for a snack while we're fleeing from a whole army was a bad call, dummy," Erika chimes in, rolling her eyes. Already separated enough for multiple enemies to block your path, there's nothing you can do to intervene as the crab-girl forces Shiva's head into her mouth from behind. She tries to squirm free, her tail writhing around and grasping in vain for something to use as an anchor as her body is dragged between her predator's lips. The last thing you see is the creature's humanoid belly bulging out with Shiva's thrashing form, most of her tail still flailing outside, before you're forced to look away and focus on the path ahead. "Seriously? That's just it then, no help at all?" Nikki says, fuming. "This is ridiculous. Rigged. What kind of shitty DM kills off two characters over //one// little misplay in a single session!?" "Huh, thought you said earlier that Tara deserved it," Kamile says. "//Now// it's unfair?" "Chill out Nik, she made it pretty clear we weren't meant to fight here," Candice says. "This one's on you. It sucks a little, but you can make a new character for next week! Maybe one that's less of a murderhobo..." "Y-Yeah, it's fine, just um, let's just calm down..!" Tara chimes in. "I don't want to start over! Shiva was the coolest one here, she can't just get digested by a random fucking crab... Stupid ass monster design..." "Well, she's still alive in its stomach for now," Morgan says, standing up from her seat. Her expression is flat and there's a curt edge to her voice. She walks over to Nikki at the other side of the table. "Let me take a look at your stats..." She leans over her shoulder to look at her character sheet. "Mmh, yeah, I think you're done. Odds look pretty slim you can even struggle free, let alone get to safety in the middle of all this once you're out." "Yeah, fucking obviously, that's why I'm--hey, what are yOU--!" The table goes silent as Morgan, without another word, swallows Nikki's head. She gets a firm grip on her arms right as she starts trying to resist, effortlessly advancing down past her shoulders. She pulls Nikki up overhead and gulps down her chest in one smooth motion, not the slightest hint of hesitation or strain. Nikki's legs flailing desperately as they sink into her mouth perfectly mirror the image you had of Shiva's tail as she was swallowed in the game just moments before. It takes just a few effortless swallows for Morgan to finish her off, her belly straining against her clothes as it bulges out. She quickly undoes her belt, sighing then stifling a burp as her gut drops forward to hang free, her shirt riding up to expose about half of it. "Any objections?" she asks, casually resting one hand on her belly. She seems completely unbothered by Nikki's indignant thrashing. "I was considering asking her not to come back anyway now that Shiva is done for, since she's been so abrasive." "And I was gonna ask permission to do exactly that after club," Erika replies, grinning and gesturing to Morgan's gut, "so no problems here." "Honestly, I had my fingers crossed that you were finally gonna let loose when you walked over there," Candice says with a laugh. "I, um, I'm glad I know that's not standard protocol for getting eaten in the game at least..!" Tara says. "Oh of course not! //*UUurp*// Only the real troublemakers," Morgan replies with a gentle smile. She starts to walk back to her spot at the head of the table, shifting bulges and muffled shouting from inside her gut making it clear that Nikki is not nearly as accepting of her fate. The only word that managed to be intelligible to you was "bullshit". "Ready to finally... //*uuuurrp*//... get back to it, then?" Morgan says as she returns to her seat. Her gut vanishes from sight behind the DM screen, but you can still clearly hear groaning and the faint wet sounds of Nikki thrashing about inside. "Y-Yeah..!" Leah says, seeming quite flustered.<</if>> The cavern narrows to another natural tunnel of stone, several statues and even one of the crabs still hot on your heels the whole way through. You race through the caves and press on back into the entry hall... where all of the statues you saw before are now as lively as the ones from deeper in the dungeon. They start to swarm the party as you try to cross through. You cut as straight of a path toward the exit as you can. Beade swoops in to smash the first statue that blocks your path, then <<if $dungeonCharacter != "naga">>you and Eriah fend<<else>>Eriah fends<</if>> off the next. Nala even swats one away with her staff in a panic, but you fear you're going to be overwhelmed. You're so close to the stairwell... "Ah..!" A crystalline hand slams into Bellona just a few feet from the doorway, knocking her to the ground, then starting to drag her back toward the pack of living statues. Meru swivels around and races back toward her. Once she's past the rest of the party, she plants her heels and unleashes a blast of fire on the statues. The roaring flames have a strange purple hue, accompanied by hints of crackling static spread throughout... and whatever spell it is, it's being cast out of her //mouth//, not her hands. It's enough to halt the statues for a moment, the closest one unhanding Bellona as it recoils from the blow. Meru helps her to her feet, and the two of them rejoin the rest of you as you slip away up the stairs... [[Escape->Dungeon 2- End]]

<<set $dungeonEatenByGuardian to true>>\ A groaning noise rings through your ears--more like shifting stone than the squishing of flesh--as you're dragged down into the statue's throat. The walls around you appear as carved stone, even having a rough texture that scrapes your skin and what seems to be dust or dried dirt caked on in places that brushes away as you're squeezed past, yet as they wrap around you they're not nearly so rigid. They have the consistency of rubbery, overcooked meat--more firm than a human's insides would be, but still willing to stretch.<<if $dungeonStomach > 0>> The extra resistance compressing your bloated <<if $dungeonCharacter is "naga">>tail<<else>>stomach<</if>> is particularly uncomfortable.<</if>> You're squeezed down the tight tunnel bit by bit, slowly falling toward the pit of its stomach, the entrance wide open and waiting for you. Something even half your size might have just plummeted straight down. You can see a familiar blue-green glow emanating from below. As soon as your <<if $dungeonCharacter is "naga">>hips pass the threshold and only your tapering tail is left sliding through its throat<<if $dungeonStomach > 0>>, your meal having softened enough now to only offer mild resistance<</if>><<else>><<if $dungeonStomach > 0>>gut passes<<else>>shoulders pass<</if>> the threshold<</if>>, you're unceremoniously dropped into the open chamber of its stomach, landing painfully on a pile of crystal shards. Rounded walls made of solid crystal surround you, molded into a shape mimicking wrinkled flesh. They appear immobile, not shifting or kneading against you, though like its throat there is a small amount of give to them when you push out. The space is wide enough for you to sit upright with <<if $dungeonCharacter is "naga">>just enough room for your coiling tail<<else>>room to spare<</if>>, and your arms can't quite reach two opposing walls at once. An odd, warm slush of crystal fragments in varying sizes and brightly glowing fluid surrounds you up to your waist. A thought occurs to you while you try to get your bearings in the strange space: Where is Avesta? Did the creature digest her so quickly? A thundering boom shakes through the stomach around you and breaks your train of thought. You're thrust to the side, feeling the statue shift and take a few steps, then things stabilize as you hear a fainter thud outside. Irileth must still be fighting the giant, though you don't have high hopes of rescue. The others are better off taking the chance to escape. "Seriously though, just get out of there," you say. "I'm toast anyway at this point and we didn't even think we could take it on when we were at full strength." "Hey, none of them can hear $dungeonName right now," Morgan chides with a somewhat impish smile. "No advice." Glancing around the spacious stomach, you start to get an uneasy feeling about the slush you're bathing in. The fluid is presumably some equivalent of stomach acid, of course, but the crystals you crashed onto are what worry you. Some of the shapes you're seeing feel uncomfortably familiar, rounded edges and hints of tube-like structures that seem to be textured with... snake scales. You reach down to pick up a piece of the debris, and your blood runs cold. What you're holding is a perfect mold of Avesta's face, broken in half and frozen in a look of panicked anger. It didn't digest her, it //petrified// her, and you smashed right through her on your way in... The world lurches again, another blast from Irileth outside. Then something stranger happens. An odd groan rumbles through the air, and the walls constrict. Just a few inches, but the space has clearly gotten tighter in all directions. You try to muster the strength to mount some resistance, but when you lift your other hand out of the fluid that surrounds you... you find that it's already been turned into crystal as far as halfway to your elbow. The stomach shudders and contracts another few inches around you, and you watch in horror as the lurching motion makes your whole hand snap off at the wrist. You aren't sure whether to be relieved or not that it doesn't hurt in the slightest. It quickly dawns on you that you haven't been able to feel anything touching your lower body for a little while now. Just a vague sense of warmth. It's already too late. The walls contract again, bringing the slush of fluid and crystal fragments up to your chest. <<if $dungeonCharacter is "elf">>\ You clench your remaining hand into a fist, refusing to give up without a fight even if escape is hopeless. You close your eyes and take a deep breath, tuning out the encroaching petrification and doing all you can to focus--without your staff, casting a spell is going to take a lot of concentration. Green light flares around your fingertips as you press your hand against the stomach walls. It's a long shot, an earth magic spell meant to send tremors through the ground like a small earthquake... but if this thing's whole //body// is made of stone, then maybe... The universe is generous enough to grant you the last laugh--it works. The entire chamber shakes and shudders around you, cracks spreading through the crystalline stomach walls and the groaning sounds of shifting stone echoing in your ears as powerful tremors shake through the statue from its core. The slush surrounding you sloshes around chaotically, splashing up to submerge you as your predator stumbles and flails from the unexpected blow. You hear it shriek in agony. Outside, Irileth wastes no time pressing her advantage, pelting the giant with a barrage of fireballs. Already weakened and confused, it topples back onto the ground, slumping against the far wall and splashing down into the glowing fluid surrounding the room. It starts to try and lift itself for only a moment before Irileth rushes in, claws crackling and sparking with wrathful energy. A single two-handed swipe cleaves its head clean off. The statue's hands crash down to the ground, inert. After all that, it finally stays down for good. Irileth admires her handiwork, the flame above her head burning bright as she catches her breath. She abruptly disintegrates before she can really drink it in--the others managed to escape, and Bellona held true to her word to dismiss her. The guardian that once stood watch over the dawnstone lays crumbling and defeated in the broken reliquary, still sporting a small bump in its stone-carved stomach. Those that might dare to peer inside through the fractures in its surface would find themselves face to face with a perfect crystal sculpture of the defiant elf who refused to go down without a fight...\ <<else>>\ <<if $dungeonCharacter is "naga">>You take a deep breath, solemnly accepting your fate. As the stomach tightens again, almost as cramped as a normal stomach by now, you whisper a prayer to the goddess under your breath.<<else>>You stubbornly keep your good hand above the surface and push out against the walls, even knowing that escape would be no help at this point if you somehow managed. The stomach tightens again, almost as cramped as a normal stomach by now, made worse by the far more rigid walls.<</if>> Another contraction brings the fluid up to your head. You close your eyes, giving in as the numbing warmth begins to spread further up your chest and toward your neck. The walls tighten again, and soon no space remains between them and a perfect crystal sculpture of you. Yet its stomach keeps tightening, shattering what remains of you into tiny shards, mixing with Avesta's crystal remains as you're both compressed tighter and tighter... Outside, the battle with Irileth ends in anti-climax as the succubus simply disintegrates mid-attack. The others managed to escape, and Bellona remembered to dismiss her. As for you... there's no sign left from the outside, the statue's belly back to being as flat as the day it was carved. It walks back to its place on the dais, battered, damaged, and with no prize left to guard, yet evidently intent on maintaining its post. The muffled sound of shifting stone faintly fills the air, movement within the statue's body. Its jaws open for a brief moment to spit something out before falling inert, the fire in its eyes fading and its hands returning to rest on their supports. On the ground in front of it, a small, dense crystal rolls to a stop, giving off a faint blue-green glow. It bears a remarkable resemblance to those used as lanterns throughout the dungeon. With no one around, the light slowly fades, and the dungeon returns to silent darkness once more...\ <</if>> @@color:orange;$dungeonName has been digested, her adventure ends here...@@ [[Game Over->October 30th- Tabletop Club Digestion]]

<<Time 23>>\ "Dang, that's kinda freaky. <<if $dungeonCharacter is "elf">>Nice job taking it down with you though, $name!" Candice says. "Yeah, I'm impressed! That was clever thinking to use Tremor like that," Morgan says. "I don't like to ever make things //literally// invincible, but I definitely intended the guardian to be pretty unbeatable even with Irileth around. Maybe I'll have to up the difficulty a bit next time..." "Well hold on, she did still //die// helping Irileth kill it," Erika says. "Don't get too crazy now." "I don't know, between that and Nala getting some action this week we might be in trouble next time," Candice says with a laugh. "Are these statues official monsters, or is this all Morgan original content?"<<else>>Rough way to go $name," Candice says. "Are these things official monsters or is that a Morgan original?"<</if>> "A little bit of both! The statues are a design I came up with myself, but they're using the official stat block for living statues with just a few small modifications, mainly the ranged attack. Weirdly enough, them being able to eat you wasn't one of those mods, they're officially marked as vore capable... even though their manual entry gives no elaboration on that," Morgan explains. "So, I got a little creative with it to give some unique flair to an unusual pred! 'Petrifying fluid' is something that already existed as a trap, I just tweaked the visuals to fit the crystal aesthetic and combined the two." "Nice! I love it when you get creative," Candice replies. "Definitely made for a memorable ending," you say. "I've already got some ideas for a new character though! I'll make sure I have that all set for next time." "If need be you can pull the 'this is $dungeonName's suspiciously similar sister who wasn't mentioned until now' trick. Morgan only gets a little annoyed about it," Erika says. "I trust $name to be a little more creative than that," Morgan says with a slight laugh. "Let's get back to it." Now just an observer, you sit and listen as the party makes their escape from the dungeon, fighting to push through an army of living statues trying to block their path. <<if $ateNikki>>They pass back through the caves and into the entry hall, where even more of the statues are waiting. Other than one close call in which Erika had to break out a spell she wouldn't share the details of with anyone but Morgan to rescue Emily's character, the party manages to break through their ranks and make it back to the surface.<<else>>The flow of the game grinds to a halt, however, when the part passes back through the caves and Nikki spots an ill-advised opportunity for her character to finally get a meal. She goes for it and, naturally, becomes a meal herself almost immediately afterwards. "What? I can't even resist being swallowed? That's bullshit!" Nikki shouts, glaring at Morgan. "That //was// your roll to resist," Morgan replies with a sigh. "The grab to restrain you was free since Shiva was completely distracted." "Almost like stopping for a snack while we're fleeing from a whole army was a bad call, dummy," Erika chimes in, rolling her eyes. The enemy swallows Shiva whole, and her first attempt at struggling fails miserably. With such an overwhelming force pursuing them, the party simply carries on with their escape instead of stopping for her. "Seriously? That's just it then, no help at all?" Nikki says, fuming. "This is ridiculous. Rigged. What kind of shitty DM kills off three characters in a single session? And two of them over //one// little misplay!" "Huh, thought you said earlier that Tara deserved it," Kamile says. "//Now// it's unfair?" "Chill out Nik, she made it pretty clear we weren't meant to fight here," Candice says. "This one's on you. It sucks a little, but you can make a new character for next week! Maybe one that's less of a murderhobo..." "Yeah relax, it's not so bad in the monster food club," you say. "Y-Yeah, just um, let's just calm down..!" Tara chimes in. "I don't want to start over! Shiva was the coolest one here, she can't just get digested by a random fucking crab... Stupid ass monster design..." "Well, she's still alive in its stomach for now," Morgan says, standing up from her seat. Her expression is flat and there's a curt edge to her voice. She walks over to Nikki at the other side of the table. "Let me take a look at your stats..." She leans over her shoulder to look at her character sheet. "Mmh, yeah, I think you're done. Odds look pretty slim you can even struggle free, let alone get to safety in the middle of all this once you're out." "Yeah, fucking obviously, that's why I'm--hey, what are yOU--!" The table goes silent as Morgan, without another word, swallows Nikki's head. She gets a firm grip on her arms right as she starts trying to resist, effortlessly advancing down past her shoulders. She pulls Nikki up overhead and gulps down her chest in one smooth motion, not the slightest hint of hesitation or strain. Nikki's legs flailing desperately as they sink into her mouth perfectly mirror the image you had of Shiva's tail as she was swallowed in the game just moments before. It takes just a few effortless swallows for Morgan to finish her off, her belly straining against her clothes as it bulges out. She quickly undoes her belt, sighing then stifling a burp as her gut drops forward to hang free, her shirt riding up to expose about half of it. "Any objections?" she asks, casually resting one hand on her belly. She seems completely unbothered by Nikki's indignant thrashing. "I was considering asking her not to come back anyway now that Shiva is done for, since she's been so abrasive." "And I was gonna ask permission to do exactly that after club," Erika replies, grinning and gesturing to Morgan's gut, "so no problems here." "Honestly, I had my fingers crossed that you were finally gonna let loose when you walked over there," Candice says with a laugh. "I, um, I'm glad I know that's not standard protocol for getting eaten in the game at least..!" Tara says. "I'll say..." you add, eying Morgan's squirming gut. "Oh of course not! //*UUurp*// Only the real troublemakers," Morgan replies with a gentle smile. She starts to walk back to her spot at the head of the table, shifting bulges and muffled shouting from inside her gut making it clear that Nikki is not nearly as accepting of her fate. The only word that managed to be intelligible to you was "bullshit". "Ready to finally... //*uuuurrp*//... get back to it, then?" Morgan says as she returns to her seat. Her gut vanishes from sight behind the DM screen, but you can still clearly hear groaning and the faint wet sounds of Nikki thrashing about inside. "Y-Yeah..!" Leah says, seeming quite flustered. The game resumes, and after one last close call in which Erika had to break out a spell she wouldn't share the details of with anyone but Morgan to rescue Emily's character, the party finally makes it back to the surface.<</if>> They regroup and share a moment of mourning for their lost companions, then head back to shore. Before the session ends, one last twist is in store. Washed up on the shore of the lake, the party finds a chest from the dungeon. Not just any chest though--it's the one that Eris was pulled into earlier, and the slime that ate her is still inside. However, Tara makes a surprise reveal: the slimegirl is her new character! Something strange happened when Eris was eaten that caused her and the slime to sort of fuse together into a new being. Not the slime that ate Eris, or Eris transformed into a slimegirl, but someone new made from parts of both of them. "Aaaand I think we'll have to cut things off there, unfortunately," Morgan says soon after that reveal. "I was hoping to squeeze in a little skip ahead traveling back to town for some down time in the tavern to cap things off, but it's already getting pretty late." "I'd say, I'm gonna fall asleep before Nala does," Kamile says, half-yawning, half-laughing. "Yeah, good stopping point I'd say. That was a lot of fun!" Candice says. "Super interested in this little twist with the slimegirl! Was that what you guys were talking about out in the hall earlier?" "Yep! Mostly Tara's<<if !$ateNikki>> //*urp*//<</if>> idea!" Morgan replies.<<if !$ateNikki>> She lets out a small burp as her belly presses against the table in the process of packing up some of her supplies. You hear a faint slosh when she leans back away, and see little if any reaction from Nikki.<</if>> "I thought it was a great way to get her right back into things." "Y-Yeah! I, um, I saw just recently that a newer rulebook had guidelines for slime as a player character race and I thought that was really interesting..." Tara mumbles. She clears her throat and talks a bit more confidently. "So since that's what I wanted to do for my next character anyway I thought just taking over as the one that ate my first character could be fun! The 'merge' thing to make her more of a brand new character was Morgan's idea." "Less reason for there to be friction with her joining the party," Morgan chimes in. "Oh, sorry Eriah is kind of on your case then," Leah says with a sheepish laugh. "It just felt in character since she kind of blames herself for Eris getting eaten in the first place." "Oh it's totally fine don't worry! I think it would be weird if //no one// had any problems with her to start off," Tara replies. "On another note, Erika..." Candice says with a sly smile. "So Irileth calls you 'half blood' for some reason and this is the second time you've pulled out a spell that //really// looks like a breath weapon, huh? I've got my eye on you, Meratu." "I've got no clue what you're talking about," Erika replies with a shrug and a smirk of her own. "Before you guys take off, I was<<if !$ateNikki>>... //*OUUURrrrup..!*//" Morgan starts to say. An audible groan precedes the burp that interrupts her, something shifting in her belly when she leaned over. More than just gas hitches a ride up her throat, a small strip of black fabric landing on the table with a slimy splat. It's Nikki's choker. Morgan picks it up with two fingers and tosses it into the trash without a second thought. She pushes and kneads at her pliable gut with her other hand for a moment, like she's probing around to make sure she got it all out before speaking again. "//*Uurp*//... Sorry about that. As I was saying, I'm<</if>> thinking of doing an extra session this weekend! Would everyone be up for that?" Morgan asks. "Probably just one encounter, it wouldn't be as long as our usual club sessions." "I can probably make time!" Candice replies. Beside her, Emily nods with a small smile. "Yeah, I got nothing going on," Kamile says with another yawn. "Same here!" Leah chimes in. "Great, seems like most are on board! I'll message the groupchat later with info to get a definite count," Morgan says. "I still need to get access to a room, but Bora usually has no problem hooking me up. Alright then, thanks for coming everyone! Have a great night, and stay safe!" Everyone quickly starts to disperse, heading out into the hall to return to their dorms for the night.<<if !$ateNikki>> You take one last glance at Morgan's softening belly before stepping out yourself, still a little caught off guard by the display.<</if>> <<if $leahRel < 0>>The halls are quiet as you make your way back to your dorm<<if !$ateNikki and ($leahVBully > 0)>>, a little disappointed that Leah left too quickly for you to tease her about her reaction to Morgan<</if>>.<<else>><<if $leahRel > 1>>You and Leah walk back together. <<if $ateNikki>>"Um, sorry about $dungeonName, that sucks..." Leah says. "Eh, it's fine, <<if $dungeonCharacter is "elf">>at least she kinda went out with a bang<<elseif $dungeonCharacter is "naga">>being mainly support was getting kinda stale<<else>>she was kinda boring honestly<</if>>," you say. "I'm a little excited to get to try out something new!" "Yeah, I guess coming up with a character is pretty fun!" Leah replies. "Other than losing you, that encounter was great though. I loved the design of the dungeon, I'm a sucker for that kind of magic crystal aesthetic." <<if $leahInfo5 > 0>>"Yeah I figured that was right up your ally!<<else>>"Oh yeah?<<set $leahInfo5 to 1>><</if>> No wonder you were so set on sticking to the dungeon path," you say with a small laugh. "Eriah really shined this encounter though, it was great to see someone other than Meru taking charge a bit!" "Th-Thanks..! <<if $TEMPeriahJellyFilled>>It turned out to be the right call anyway, she got a nice belly full of slime out of it," she replies. "I wish I could feel what that's like..." "Heh, yeah, I bet you'd like that," you say with a teasing grin. "Uh, anyway, I'll see you around..!" she says as the two of you arrive at your door.<<else>>Um, anyway, I'll see you around!" she says as the two of you arrive at your door.<</if>>\ <<else>>\ "I, um, I can't believe she really just ate her mid-game like that..." Leah says. "Oh, and, uh, sorry about $dungeonName..." <<if $leahInfo4 > 0>>"Oh, is //disbelief// what that was? I was getting a different feeling from all that attention you were giving Morgan's belly," you tease. "'DM eats her player for real' is a fantasy of yours, isn't it?" "Eheh, uh, I, um... yes..." she answers meekly. "And she was so casual about it too...~" she mumbles under her breath. <<if ($playerWilling > 1) and ($leahRomanceInit > 1)>>"Tell you what, if Eriah ever eats my next character for some reason, I'll let you swallow me for the immersion," you say, blushing a little. "Just, y'know, not for as long as Nikki stayed today." "O-Oh, um..! Well I don't know if that would ever, uh... th-thanks..." she stammers, her cheeks flaring up bright red. "Um, anyway, I should get back to my room..!"<<else>>"Maybe if someone else becomes a problem later in the year, Morgan will let you and Eriah take care of it the same way," you say. "You should ask her.~" "O-Oh, well, I don't know if I would want to, um..." she says, clearly flustered. "Uh, anyway, I should probably get back to my room..!"<</if>><<else>>"Thanks, I'm not too upset about it. Making a new character should be fun! But yeah, that was kinda crazy right? Nikki did kinda bring it on herself though," you reply. "I guess it's a good reminder to stay on Morgan's good side." "Heh, yeah, I guess," Leah replies. The two of you soon arrive at the door to your room. "Um, anyway, I'll see you around..!"<</if>><</if>><<if $leahHalloween > 0>> "We're still on for tomorrow, right?" you ask before she can slip away. <<if $leahHalloween is 1>>"Yeah of course, I'm, um, I'm looking forward to it!" she says with a faint blush.<<else>>"Oh, uh, yeah..! Yeah, I'll be there..." she stammers.<</if>> "Great, see you then!" you say with a warm smile.<<else>> "Have a good night!" you say with a wam smile.<</if>> With one last wave goodbye, she heads upstairs while you turn to head into your own room.\ <<else>>You and Leah end up walking back together. <<if $ateNikki>>"Um, sorry about $dungeonName, that sucks..." Leah says. "Eh, it's fine, <<if $dungeonCharacter is "elf">>at least she kinda went out with a bang<<elseif $dungeonCharacter is "naga">>being mainly support was getting kinda stale<<else>>she was kinda boring honestly<</if>>," you say. "I'm a little excited to get to try out something new!" "Yeah, I guess coming up with a character is pretty fun!" Leah replies.<<else>>\ "I, um, I can't believe she really just ate her mid-game like that..." Leah says. "Yeah, right? She did kinda bring it on herself though," you reply. "I guess it's a good reminder to stay on Morgan's good side." "Heh, yeah, I guess," Leah replies.<</if>> "Um, anyway, I'll see you around..!"<<if $leahRel < 2>> <<Leah 1>><</if>> The two of you part ways in the dorm hall, returning to your respective rooms.<</if>><</if>> You yawn as you start to unlock your door, more than ready to turn in for the night. [[Head inside->October 30th- End of Day]]<<unset $TEMPeriahJellyFilled>>

At last, you stumble back out of the crumbling tower. There were no signs of pursuit past the start of the stairwell, but none of you dared to stop and look back until you reached the top. Warm evening light washes over you, while the stale air of the dungeon gives way to a gentle breeze and the pleasant sound of waves lapping at the island shore.<<if $dungeonCharacter is "naga">> "Oh thank the goddess..." you say with an exasperated sigh. The entire underside of your tail aches terribly from speeding up so many stairs.<</if>> Eriah drops to one knee as she catches her breath. Everyone looks completely exhausted, physically drained and mages clearly running on fumes for mana. You're down <<if $ateNikki>>a member<<else>>two members<</if>>, but... you made it. "This thing had better have been worth it..." Meru mutters, studying the strange artifact in her hands. <<if $dungeonCharacter is "naga">>"It is, believe me. It's... I can feel it, hear the familiar hum in its power. This artifact has a connection to Aravena herself," you say. You hold out your hands, carefully taking the Dawnstone from Meru. You look down at the brilliant gemstone with careful reverence. "I do not know if she forged it, or blessed it, or if it was made //for// her, but... the importance of such a thing still existing in this world cannot be understated."<<else>>"If nothing else, Avesta is finally done for," you say. "In fact, we beat them so soundly here that there isn't anyone left to report their failure to the empire. Even if the Dawnstone doesn't turn out to be useful, that <<if $dungeonCharacter is "elf">>is worth quite a bit<<else>>counts for a hell of a lot<</if>>."<</if>> "But poor Eris..." Nala says with a sigh. She's idly rubbing her belly with one hand--it's soft and smooth at this point, already a fair bit smaller than it used to be. A brief moment of silence for <<if !$ateNikki>>her and Shiva <</if>>overtakes the group.<<if $dungeonCharacter is "naga">> You offer a quiet prayer to the goddess in <<if $ateNikki>>her<<else>>their<</if>> honor.<</if>><<if !$ateNikki>> "We're all fine mostly just ignoring Shiva now, right?" Erika says. "Like, all our characters just went 'yep, figured that would happen sooner or later' as soon as she got eaten and moved on?" "Yeah, I mean, I think most of us were struggling to find canon reasons to be tolerating her as part of the group anyway," you reply. "Hey c'mon, don't be too //*urp*// harsh right now. I'm pretty sure Nikki can still hear you in there," Morgan says. Her belly lurches to the right. It doesn't faze her at all, barely earning so much as a pat of acknowledgement.<</if>> "Well, I don't know about anyone else, but I'm so tired I'd find a rock comfortable right now," Beade says. In a rare sight, she's still been staying on foot instead of using her wings even after making it out of the cramped stairwell. "How about we just camp out here?" "No, we should get back to shore at least," Meru says. "We don't want to risk another Concordat party looking into why Avesta hasn't returned while we're still out here in plain sight." "Ugh, why do you always have to be //right// when you're being a pain..." Beade grumbles. "I have enough energy to spare," Nala says. She gently picks up Beade, faintly blushing as she looks down at the sprite. "Go ahead and rest." Pushing through your exhaustion, you all return to the boat you arrived in and sail back to the shore of the lake. Along the way, you start to notice odd bits of debris floating at the surface, slowly being pushed to shore. Smashed bits of wood, rusty, discarded gear--Bellona points out that most of it looks like it came from the dungeon. The flood that tore through it must have somehow traveled all the way to a breach that connected to the surface. "It can't be..." Eriah says. Not far from where you land, there's a large wooden chest. <<if hasVisited("Dungeon 2- Cavern")>>Eriah and Bellona look like they've seen a ghost as they get a closer look.<<else>>It looks suspiciously similar to the one you saw your companion get pulled into back in the dungeon...<</if>> "Yeah, this is definitely the same trapped chest Eris fell for..." Bellona says. "Sh-Should we open it?" "Of course, she might still be in there!" Eriah says, rushing over to the waterlogged chest. "I guess it's not //impossible// she ate the slime first and the chest is airtight..?" you say. "More likely it's just the slime though, and we're all exhausted al--" "H-Hey..! Is someone out there?" A muffled voice calls out from the chest. The group falls quiet, watching as the container rumbles and shifts to the side. "Help, please! I've been stuck in this thing for hours!" the voice pleads. "I think! I don't know! But it's awful in here, I want out..!" "That... doesn't sound like Eris," you say. "But the slime would know how to open the chest if it's been acting as a mimic..." Meru mutters. "And it wouldn't give itself away like that either." "We're not going to sit around discussing all day..!" Eriah grunts, throwing open the latch on the chest. She lifts up the lid, and in the same instant an amber-hued slimegirl leaps out. Thankfully, she wasn't //attacking// Eriah, and instead lands with a splat in the dirt beside her, looking desperate to get away from the waterlogged chest. Her form is messy for a moment, before rising up and smoothing out into a clear humanoid shape. It's not exact, but you're struck by how much of a resemblance she has to Eris, other than clearly having a fuller figure... and at the moment, a rather incriminating potbelly filled with something darker than the rest of her slimy body. She mimes taking a few deep breaths, and strangely seems confused herself that doing so was unnecessary. "Finally..! Thank you so much, it was so, //so// dark in there," the slimegirl says with a little shudder. "Oh wow, there's a lot of you. Hey, where are we? This isn't... hmm, where did I think I was..?" "Who are you?" Meru asks. "It's obviously the slime that ate Eris!" Eriah says. She draws her sword with a furious glare in her eyes. "I'm... not so sure. She seems very confused," Meru replies. She puts a hand on her chin, giving the slime a curious look. "She's simply playing dumb because she knows she's outnumbered," Eriah growls. She steps forward and pokes the slime's belly with her sword. "How do you explain //this//, monster?" "Huh? Oh! I guess ate something earlier, I //thought// part of me felt heavier in there," the slimegirl replies with a small laugh. "Looks like I'm in good company there!" she adds, gesturing toward <<if $TEMPeriahJellyFilled>>Eriah's<<elseif ($dungeonStomach > 0) and ($dungeonCharacter != "naga")>>your<<else>>Nala's<</if>> gut. She gets a vacant look in her eye for a moment, glancing around and then settling on Eriah with a furrowed brow. "Wait... this feels familiar... do I know you..?" "I've heard enough..!" Eriah snaps, her sword flaring up with teal energy. "Stop!" Meru commands, grabbing her arm before she can take a swing. "Look at her. You don't see the resemblance? I think something quite strange has happened here." "It's just taunting us..." "I think we should hear her out," you chime in. "We've already got her surrounded, she's not going anywhere. What's the harm?" "You, slime. What's your name?" Meru asks. "Oh right, how rude of me! I'm... um... huh..." she mutters, a growing look of distress on her face. "What do you remember before we let you out of that chest?" "Well... huh, being in the chest mostly, I guess," she says with a nervous laugh. "I woke up from... a nap maybe..? And it was dark and cramped, and the room kept spinning and tumbling around... I have no idea how I got in there." "But do you remember anything from before you 'woke up'?" Meru prods again. "Um... it's very fuzzy. I remember... stone halls, greenish lights..." the slime mumbles. Eriah narrows her eyes. "And... a ship. Yeah, I was sailing on the water, and there was... I wasn't alone, but... I'm sorry, I don't know." She shrinks back into herself, looking distraught. "I don't know..." "Oh, poor thing, it's okay..!" Nala says. She steps forward to sit beside the slime with a worried look, blocking Eriah in the process. "You're safe with us." "I'm not buying it," Eriah says with a huff, though she puts her sword away. She glares at the slime for a moment before sighing and turning away from the group. "I need to clear my head. Don't you dare let her get away while I'm gone..." She walks off further down the shore while the rest of you keep your attention on the curious slimegirl. Well, everyone other than Beade, who's been fast asleep with her arms wrapped around Nala's neck since you made landfall. Meru keeps gently questioning the confused slime on her memories, clearly probing for something with a theory in mind. Before long, she finds the proof she was looking for--without any hint or mention from anyone else, the slime recalls a vague memory of fighting a "yellow giant" that had "too many arms". She's clearly referring to Kirasha. Meru finally shares her theory with the group, now convinced she's correct. You were starting to think along the same lines yourself. Somehow, Eris wasn't //digested// by the slime, they seem to have //fused together//. The girl you're talking to isn't the slime that ate Eris, or Eris transformed into a slimegirl--she's someone new made from parts of both of them. Eriah returns soon after, her spirits a little lifted by having found some loot amongst the debris washing up on shore--an impressive looking sword with a blade fashioned out of the blue-green crystal found throughout the dungeon. She still seems skeptical of the situation, halfheartedly proposing that maybe Eris just mentioned Kirasha in some attempt to bargain with the creature before she was digested, but gives up on arguing with the group. With her as the only vote against, it's decided: The slimegirl is going to join the party. She has nowhere else to go, and certainly seems friendly enough. Not to mention that if Meru is as correct as she seems, she's //sort of// Eris, or Eris's daughter, depending on how you look at it. As night starts to fall, you head a bit deeper into the woods and set up camp, finally resting after an exhausting adventure... [[Time to rest->October 30th- Tabletop Club End]]

<<Time 24>>\ "Aaaand I think we'll have to cut things off there, unfortunately," Morgan says. "I was hoping to squeeze in a little skip ahead traveling back to town for some down time in the tavern to cap things off, but it's already getting pretty late." "I'd say, I'm gonna fall asleep before Nala does," Kamile says, half-yawning, half-laughing. "Yeah, good stopping point I'd say. That was a lot of fun!" Candice says. "Super interested in this little twist with the slimegirl! Was that what you guys were talking about out in the hall earlier?" "Yep! Mostly Tara's<<if !$ateNikki>> //*urp*//<</if>> idea!" Morgan replies.<<if !$ateNikki>> She lets out a small burp as her belly presses against the table in the process of packing up some of her supplies. You hear a faint slosh when she leans back away, and see little if any reaction from Nikki.<</if>> "I thought it was a great way to get her right back into things." "Y-Yeah! I, um, I saw just recently that a newer rulebook had guidelines for slime as a player character race and I thought that was really interesting..." Tara mumbles. She clears her throat and talks a bit more confidently. "So since that's what I wanted to do for my next character anyway I thought just taking over as the one that ate my first character could be fun! The 'merge' thing to make her more of a brand new character was Morgan's idea." "Less reason for there to be friction with her joining the party," Morgan chimes in. "Oh, sorry Eriah is kind of on your case then," Leah says with a sheepish laugh. "It just felt in character since she kind of blames herself for Eris getting eaten in the first place." "Oh it's totally fine don't worry! I think it would be weird if //no one// had any problems with her to start off," Tara replies. "On another note, Erika..." Candice says with a sly smile. "So Irileth calls you 'half blood' for some reason and this is the second time you've pulled out a spell that //really// looks like a breath weapon, huh? I've got my eye on you, Meratu." "I've got no clue what you're talking about," Erika replies with a shrug and a smirk of her own. "Before you guys take off, I was<<if !$ateNikki>>... //*OUUURrrrup..!*//" Morgan starts to say. An audible groan precedes the burp that interrupts her, something shifting in her belly when she leaned over. More than just gas hitches a ride up her throat, a small strip of black fabric landing on the table with a slimy splat. It's Nikki's choker. Morgan picks it up with two fingers and tosses it into the trash without a second thought. She pushes and kneads at her pliable gut with her other hand for a moment, like she's probing around to make sure she got it all out before speaking again. You notice Leah blushing as she watches the display rather intently. "//*Uurp*//... Sorry about that. As I was saying, I'm<</if>> thinking of doing an extra session this weekend! Would everyone be up for that?" Morgan asks. "Probably just one encounter, it wouldn't be as long as our usual club sessions." "I can probably make time!" Candice replies. Beside her, Emily nods with a small smile. "Yeah, I got nothing going on," Kamile says with another yawn. "Same here!" Leah chimes in. "Great, seems like most are on board! I'll message the groupchat later with info to get a definite count," Morgan says. "I still need to get access to a room, but Bora usually has no problem hooking me up. Alright then, thanks for coming everyone! Have a great night, and stay safe!" Everyone quickly starts to disperse, heading out into the hall to return to their dorms for the night. <<if $dungeonLiedOnRoll>>As you start to head for the door yourself, you're stopped by Morgan. "Could you hang back a minute, $name? I wanted to talk to you about something," she says. "Oh, uh, sure," you reply. "What's up?" She waits a moment for everyone else to clear out before saying anything. You start to feel nervous--she doesn't seem //angry//, but she's giving you a look like a disappointed parent. "So, I let it slide before because we had already lost one member this encounter and I didn't want to be too harsh on the party, but I really don't appreciate you lying about your roll," she says in a curt tone. "Please don't do that again, okay?" "I, um..." you mumble, contemplating if you should come clean or not. "Yeah, sorry, won't happen again." "Good! It's more enjoyable for everyone to play an honest game," she says. <<if !$ateNikki>>Her belly lets out a loud groan<<else>>You faintly hear her stomach growl<</if>>--it feels uncomfortably like a threat under the circumstances. "Sometimes bad luck makes for the most fun, you know!" "Right, um, see you next time then..!" you say. @@color:red;Morgan is disappointed with you.@@<<set $morganFavor -= 1>> <<if $leahRel > 2>>You hurry out of the room, finding Leah waiting for you just outside. "Um, is everything alright?" she asks. "What did Morgan want?" "Oh it was no big deal, don't worry!" you say. "She just wanted to talk about $dungeonName for a second." "...she noticed you cheated that roll to escape, didn't she," Leah replies. "That obvious, huh?" "Yeah the way you rolled the die was, like, super unnatural. You didn't even try to do it the same way on your other rolls as a cover," she says. "Um, sorry, I don't wanna be mean..! I am glad you got to stay in the game." "Ha, no worries! I guess I failed that real life deception check pretty hard too," you say with a laugh. You smile at her as the two of you start to walk down the hall. "Thanks for waiting for me." "O-Of course! <<if $ateNikki>>I, uh, didn't want you to have to walk back all alone..." she says. "Um, that session was a lot of fun! I loved the design of the dungeon, I'm a sucker for that kind of magic crystal aesthetic." <<if $leahInfo5 > 0>>"Yeah I figured that was right up your ally!<<else>>"Oh yeah?<<set $leahInfo5 to 1>><</if>> No wonder you were so set on sticking to the dungeon path," you say with a small laugh. "Eriah really shined this encounter though, it was great to see someone other than Meru taking charge a bit!" "Th-Thanks..! <<if $TEMPeriahJellyFilled>>It turned out to be the right call anyway, she got a nice belly full of slime out of it," she replies. "I wish I could feel what that's like..." "Heh, yeah, I bet you'd like that," you say with a teasing grin.<<else>>Um, I really like how you're handling $dungeonName too, she's a great character!" she says. "Aw, thanks," you reply with a grin.<</if>> "Uh, anyway, I'll see you around..!" she says as the two of you arrive at your door.\ <<else>>\ I, um, was a little afraid Morgan was gonna... y'know... after what happened with Nikki," she says. "I can't believe she really just ate her mid-game like that..." Leah says. <<if $leahInfo4 > 0>>"Oh, is //disbelief// what that was? I was getting a different feeling from all that attention you were giving Morgan's belly," you tease. "'DM eats her player for real' is a fantasy of yours, isn't it?" "Eheh, uh, I, um... yes..." she answers meekly. "And she was so casual about it too...~" she mumbles under her breath. <<if ($playerWilling > 1) and ($leahRomanceInit > 1)>>"Tell you what, if Eriah ever eats $dungeonName for some reason, I'll let you swallow me for the immersion," you say, blushing a little. "Just, y'know, not for as long as Nikki stayed today." "O-Oh, um..! Well I don't know if that would ever, uh... th-thanks..." she stammers, her cheeks flaring up bright red. "Um, anyway, I should get back to my room..!"<<else>>"Maybe if someone else becomes a problem later in the year, Morgan will let you and Eriah take care of it the same way," you say. "You should ask her.~" "O-Oh, well, I don't know if I would want to, um..." she says, clearly flustered. "Uh, anyway, I should probably get back to my room..!"<</if>><<else>>"Yeah, right? She did kinda bring it on herself though," you reply. "I guess it's a good reminder to stay on Morgan's good side." "Heh, yeah, I guess," Leah replies. The two of you soon arrive at the door to your room. "Um, anyway, I'll see you around..!"<</if>><</if>><<if $leahHalloween > 0>> "We're still on for tomorrow, right?" you ask before she can slip away. <<if $leahHalloween is 1>>"Yeah of course, I'm, um, I'm looking forward to it!" she says with a faint blush.<<else>>"Oh, uh, yeah..! Yeah, I'll be there..." she stammers.<</if>> "Great, see you then!" you say with a warm smile.<<else>> "Have a good night!" you say with a wam smile.<</if>> With one last wave goodbye, she heads upstairs while you turn to head into your own room.\ <<else>>You hurry out of the room, making your way back through the halls to your dorm.<</if>><<else>><<if !$ateNikki>> You take one last glance at Morgan's softening belly before stepping out yourself, still a little caught off guard by the display.<</if>> <<if $leahRel < 0>>The halls are quiet as you make your way back to your dorm<<if !$ateNikki and ($leahVBully > 0)>>, a little disappointed that Leah left too quickly for you to tease her about her reaction to Morgan<</if>>.<<else>><<if $leahRel > 1>>You and Leah walk back together. <<if $ateNikki>>"That was really fun!" she says. "I loved the design of that dungeon, I'm a sucker for that kind of magic crystal aesthetic." <<if $leahInfo5 > 0>>"Yeah I figured that was right up your ally!<<else>>"Oh yeah?<<set $leahInfo5 to 1>><</if>> No wonder you were so set on sticking to the dungeon path," you say with a small laugh. "Eriah really shined this encounter though, it was great to see someone other than Meru taking charge a bit!" "Th-Thanks..! <<if $TEMPeriahJellyFilled>>It turned out to be the right call anyway, she got a nice belly full of slime out of it," she replies. "I wish I could feel what that's like..." "Heh, yeah, I bet you'd like that," you say with a teasing grin.<<else>>Um, I really like how you're handling $dungeonName too, she's a great character!" she says. "Aw, thanks," you reply with a grin.<</if>> "Uh, anyway, I'll see you around..!" she says as the two of you arrive at your door.\ <<else>>\ "I, um, I can't believe she really just ate her mid-game like that..." Leah says. <<if $leahInfo4 > 0>>"Oh, is //disbelief// what that was? I was getting a different feeling from all that attention you were giving Morgan's belly," you tease. "'DM eats her player for real' is a fantasy of yours, isn't it?" "Eheh, uh, I, um... yes..." she answers meekly. "And she was so casual about it too...~" she mumbles under her breath. <<if ($playerWilling > 1) and ($leahRomanceInit > 1)>>"Tell you what, if Eriah ever eats $dungeonName for some reason, I'll let you swallow me for the immersion," you say, blushing a little. "Just, y'know, not for as long as Nikki stayed today." "O-Oh, um..! Well I don't know if that would ever, uh... th-thanks..." she stammers, her cheeks flaring up bright red. "Um, anyway, I should get back to my room..!"<<else>>"Maybe if someone else becomes a problem later in the year, Morgan will let you and Eriah take care of it the same way," you say. "You should ask her.~" "O-Oh, well, I don't know if I would want to, um..." she says, clearly flustered. "Uh, anyway, I should probably get back to my room..!"<</if>><<else>>"Yeah, right? She did kinda bring it on herself though," you reply. "I guess it's a good reminder to stay on Morgan's good side." "Heh, yeah, I guess," Leah replies. The two of you soon arrive at the door to your room. "Um, anyway, I'll see you around..!"<</if>><</if>><<if $leahHalloween > 0>> "We're still on for tomorrow, right?" you ask before she can slip away. <<if $leahHalloween is 1>>"Yeah of course, I'm, um, I'm looking forward to it!" she says with a faint blush.<<else>>"Oh, uh, yeah..! Yeah, I'll be there..." she stammers.<</if>> "Great, see you then!" you say with a warm smile.<<else>> "Have a good night!" you say with a wam smile.<</if>> With one last wave goodbye, she heads upstairs while you turn to head into your own room.\ <<else>>You and Leah end up walking back together. <<if $ateNikki>>"So, uh, that was fun..!" Leah says. "I like how you're handling $dungeonName, she's a great character." "Thanks! I think Eriah really shined in this encounter though, it was great to see someone other than Meru taking charge a bit," you say. <<if $TEMPeriahJellyFilled>>"And she was duly rewarded for her efforts with a belly full of slime!" "Heh, yeah. I wish I could try that..."<<else>> "Heh, thanks..."<</if>> Leah replies.<<else>>\ "I, um, I can't believe she really just ate her mid-game like that..." Leah says. "Yeah, right? She did kinda bring it on herself though," you reply. "I guess it's a good reminder to stay on Morgan's good side." "Heh, yeah, I guess," Leah replies.<</if>> "Um, anyway, I'll see you around..!"<<if $leahRel < 2>> <<Leah 1>><</if>> The two of you part ways in the dorm hall, returning to your respective rooms.<</if>><</if>><</if>> You yawn as you start to unlock your door, more than ready to turn in for the night. [[Get ready for bed->October 30th- End of Day]]<<unset $TEMPeriahJellyFilled>>

<<if $ateHaley > 1>>\ <<Time 24>>\ You head back across the bridge to Karbo, the sloshing from your belly subtly echoing through the stairwell when you walk down on the other side. While you stop to unlock your door, a groan rises through your stomach, gurgling in protest from being shaken so much. You step into the room and notice that Emma is fast asleep in her bed... "//*OOUUuuurrrp..!*// ...and in the same moment a roaring belch rumbles up your throat and takes you by surprise. Emma immediately jolts awake, sitting upright and frantically looking around. She relaxes when she sees you, rubbing one of her eyes as her exhaustion catches back up with her. "Oh, $name..." She trails off for a moment to yawn. "Hey... You look like you had a good time..." <<if $emmaRel > 2>>"Yeah, I uh, really pigged out at club. So //*uurp*// sorry about that!" you say. "That totally snuck up on me too, I should have at least tried to cover my mouth... I'm getting ready for bed now, I'll try to be quiet." "It's fine, it happens," Emma replies. She yawns again, shuffling to get cozy under her blanket. "Glad you had a good time. Hope you sleep well..." "You too, sweet dreams," you say with a soft laugh.<<else>>"Yep, took one of my clubmates to go," you reply with a laugh, giving your belly a light smack. "I think she was //*urp*// better than the food we cooked.~" "Right, um, congrats..." she says, trailing off into another yawn. "Could you maybe keep it down a little?" "Yeah, yeah, I'm heading to bed anyways," you say. "No promises on the burps though."<</if>> As Emma starts to doze off again, you head right for the bathroom.\ <<else>>\ <<Time 20>>\ <<if $ateMaya > 1>>A cold chill runs along your exposed belly as you step back out into the courtyard. You move as quickly as you can to get back inside, what remains of Maya sloshing around with every step. You slow back down once you're in the climate controlled halls of Karbo, leisurely making your way back to your room. When you arrive at the door, you head right inside and toss your swimsuit by the hamper. Finally, you drop back on your bed with a contented sigh, resting a hand on your bloated belly.<<else>>You make your way back through the halls to your dorm, heading right over to hang your swimsuit by your laundry basket. Then you drop back onto your bed with a sigh.<</if>> Still feeling a bit drained from club<<if $ateMaya > 1>> and your meal<</if>>, you just settle into a comfortable position to spend the rest of the night watching some episodes of a show you've been getting into recently. Emma returns to the dorm fairly late, having stuck around to hang out with a few of her friends from the team after club. She's clearly exhausted and starts to get ready for bed after little more than a hello. <<if $cherryTeachAnal > 1>>The timing works out pretty well--your lesson with Cherry is starting soon. [[Head to Cherry's dorm to learn anal vore->October 30th- Anal Training]]<<else>><<if $emmaRel < 2>>You're forced to<<else>>You<</if>> swap over to watching on your laptop with headphones on to avoid disturbing her. Though, as it turns out, you find yourself dozing off not too long after she turns in. After finishing the episode you were on, you stand up to get ready for bed yourself.<</if>>\ <</if>><<if $cherryTeachAnal < 2>> [[Turn in for the night->October 30th- End of Day]]<</if>>

<<if ($fat < 35) and ($weekStartValues.fat > 34)>><<set _weight to 1>><<elseif ($weekStartValues.fat < 35) and ($fat > 34)>><<set _weight to 2>><<elseif ($fat > 34) and ($weekStartValues.fat > 34)>><<set _weight to 3>><<else>><<set _weight to 0>><</if>>\ <<if $eatenByZoeyDay10>><<Time 16.25>>\ You hurry through the halls and rush across the courtyard to the sport's complex, crossing your fingers that they haven't gotten started yet. You pass one or two other stragglers that seem to be hurrying to their own clubs along the way. Luckily, you still see Calina and Marie standing outside the entrance when you arrive at the pool.<<else>>\ <<Time 16>>\ Exiting your dorm, you both make your way to the courtyard, the sun hanging low in the evening sky already. Not wanting to be exposed to the chilled air any longer than needed, you and Emma speedwalk over to the sports complex and head in through the main entrance, following a few other students that are likely also on their way to the clubs. "Okay, this is me! I'll see you later $name," Emma says. "<<if $emmaRel > 0>>Yep! Have fun!" you reply, waving goodbye to her<<else>>See ya," you reply<</if>>. Once she's gone, it's just a short walk to the far hallway leading to the pool area. Like most other weeks, the doors are already open, and you see Calina and Marie discussing something near the entrance like usual. Noticing your approach, they pause their conversation and acknowledge you.<</if>> <<if _weight is 1>>"Hello $name," Marie says, looking you over. "You're in much better shape lately. Good work." "She is," Calina adds, <<if $fullness > 0>>tilting her head a bit afterward. "Though it doesn't appear that her eating habits have improved." "Hey! Don't worry, I've been hitting the gym enough to make up for it," you say half-jokingly<<else>>nodding in approval as she marks something on her clipboard. "It's good to see you." "Hey, thanks! Good to see you too," you reply<</if>>. There's a somewhat awkward pause. Before you can excuse yourself to go get changed, the sound of sloshing and footsteps behind you steals the captains' attention.<<elseif _weight is 2>>"Hello... $name?" Marie says, looking you over. "What happened? I can hardly recognize you." "It seems obvious," Calina adds, shaking her head as she marks something on her clipboard. "Clearly she's struggling to control her eating habits." "Nice to see you too," you grumble, crossing your arms. "So what if I've eaten a few people here and there? It's not like I forgot how to swim." "You'll certainly be able to float. Whether you can actually move like that is another question entirely," Marie says, getting the slightest chuckle out of her sister. "By all means, we invite you to prove us wrong," Calina says. "Fine, I will!" you respond defiantly. It looks like they're about to say something else, but the sound of sloshing and footsteps behind you quickly steals the captains' attention. "Goodness gracious..." Marie says, touching a hand to her forehead. "I'm seeing double..."<<elseif _weight is 3>>"Hello $name," Marie says, looking you over. "Another week goes by with no change to your physique, it seems. What a disappointment." "If anything it's gotten worse," Calina adds, shaking her head as she marks something on her clipboard. "Yeah, yeah. Can I go now, or do you need to fat shame me some more first?" you reply, rolling your eyes. It looks like they're about to say something else, but the sound of sloshing and footsteps behind you quickly steals the captains' attention. "Goodness gracious..." Marie says, touching a hand to her forehead. "I'm seeing double..."<<else>>"Hello $name," Marie says, looking you over.<<if $fullness > 0>> "I see you've decided to bring a guest to practice today?" <<if $eatenByZoeyDay10>>"Huh..?" you say, cocking your head in confusion.<<else>>"Wait what?" you ask, half expecting to see Emma still behind you for some reason.<</if>> "Oh, you mean $lastPrey here? Haha, I guess that's one way to put it." "That wasn't an attempt at humor," Calina adds, taking a moment to mark something on her clipboard. "We'll excuse it this time because she's so far along, but know that we expect more discretion in the future." "Oh, uh... whoops,<<else>> "It's good to see you," Calina adds, taking a moment to mark something on her clipboard. "Hey, thanks! You too,<</if>>" you reply. There's a somewhat awkward pause. Before you can excuse yourself to go get changed, the sound of sloshing and footsteps behind you steals the captains' attention. "Goodness gracious..." Marie says, touching a hand to her forehead. "This must be a joke..."<</if>> "<<if ($fat > 34) or ($fullness > 1)>>Move it, fatass,<<else>>Move it, bitch,<</if>>" a familiar voice says. You go to turn your head, but there's already a hand on your shoulder pushing you aside. It's Joan... currently sporting a massive, churning stomach that's miraculously tucked inside her swimsuit. Given that you can make out each and every contour of her prey's body through two layers of padding, it must've happened just a short while ago. The lack of activity inside, however, gives the impression that she's beyond the point of fighting back. "...what's with all the stares? You guys forget what school we're at?" "Joan, did you really think this would be acceptable?" Marie asks, showing a look of contempt. "Indeed. This is beyond stupid, even for you," Calina chimes in. "What do you mean? This isn't gonna slow me down one bit!" Joan declares, giving her stomach a heavy shake--or at least as heavy as she can manage with it wrapped up on all sides by her stretched swimsuit. "She hasn't moved in like, ten minutes." "Precisely the problem. If she were still active, we'd force you to throw her up," Marie says. "Agreed. Instead, you can use this period to reflect on your poor judgement," Calina adds. "Are you guys nuts? I can still swim faster than all of these losers!" Joan replies. <<if $fullness > 1>>She quickly pivots, and you flinch when she gives your own stomach a sudden jab with her finger. "Besides, she did the exact same thing! Don't tell me you're babying the freshmen all of a sudden." "Hey, don't bring me into this!" you reply, giving your much smaller belly a shake. "At least I was smart enough to not do it like five minutes before cluu//UURRRRP!//" You cover your mouth with one hand and place the other on your stomach to settle it, faintly blushing. "Um, excuse me..." Marie sighs. "Save it, Joan." "We have standards here. You swimming like that would set a much worse precedent than anything else $name could do," Calina says. "Under no circumstances will you set foot in the pool tonight." "But--" "No buts," they say in unison. "Unbelievable!" Joan shouts. Instead of arguing the point further, however, she simply growls and turns toward the locker room, giving you a harsh scowl on her way out.<<else>>"Hell, it's fairer this way! Give ‘em a handicap so they don't get discouraged." "Save it." "We don't care. Not only would you embarrass yourself, it sets a bad precedent." "Under no circumstances will you set foot in the pool tonight." "But--" "No buts," they say in unison. Instead of arguing, Joan simply growls and turns toward the locker room, giving you a harsh scowl even though you were nothing more than a spectator in that debacle.<</if>> "What an embarrassment," Calina says. Marie simply nods, then turns her attention back to you. "...You can go now, $name." You nod back, then turn and start heading for the locker room.<<if $captainFavor > 0>> "We're counting on a strong performance."<</if>> You head over to the locker room to change into your swimsuit. It's not too crowded, especially now that a handful of club members have stopped showing up over the weeks. In particular, you're a little surprised that Lily is still around, the inexperienced swimmer who completely embarrassed herself back in the first week. She's standing at the far end of the room getting changed seemingly by herself. You also notice Joan sitting on a bench next to Meghan, currently ranting about how the captains just treated her. It could be fun to try and chat with them, especially since Joan can't threaten to eat you for once. [[Say hi to Lily->Swim Club 2- Locker Room Lily]] [[Talk with Joan->Swim Club 2- Locker Room Joan]] [[Get changed alone->Swim Club 2- Locker Room Miranda]]

<<Time 20>>\ <<set $TEMPCookingScore to [0,0,0]>><<set $TEMPCookingChoice to [0,0]>><<set $TEMPhelpCherry to false>>\ You make your way upstairs and across the bridge to Lampton, returning to the dining hall. As usual for club, Kira has cleared a space in the middle of the room to create one big table for everyone to sit around, though you notice there's a second table nearby with two chairs on the same side today. "Good evening, $name! Glad you made it," Kira says with a warm smile. "Go ahead and take a seat, we're just waiting on Penny." Thankfully, even this far into the year the club has yet to lose any members. You take a seat next to Trisha, who's too focused on her phone to acknowledge you, and Haley, who gives you a cheerful greeting. Across from you, Rachel and Mia are chatting away as usual, offering you a brief wave as you take your seat. The two of them have quickly become good friends, at least within club<<if $day2LunchAlone>>, strangely enough. You often wonder if you should tell them about Tia or not, since evidently Rachel doesn't realize the connection and Mia doesn't know Rachel ate her<</if>>. Beside them, Cherry is talking Carol's ear off about something. Carol smiles and nods, but she looks like she's absolutely desperate for Kira to get things started. Izumi, of course, is in the middle of eating, picking at a mostly empty tray of pasta leftover from dinner. <<if $eatenByIzumi>>A slight shiver runs down your spine. The memory of being packed into her stomach alongside a mountain of pasta is still fresh in your mind--you've been careful not to end up alone with her ever since.<<else>>Judging by the visible potbelly stretching her shirt, you assume it was full when she started.<</if>> The white sweater jacket she's wearing is remarkably clean given her eating habits. Since the ice cream social at the start of the year, you've spent your time at club learning a number of different dishes, from stir fry, to curry, to baking scones. The last few weeks have been focused around breakfast food in preparation for today--pancakes and waffles, crepes and french toast, and a rather eventful session on different styles of eggs last week. Cherry has since been banned from ever cooking with eggs in club again. Penny finally arrives a few minutes after eight, having clearly come straight from the shower. There's a blissful look on her face. "Perfect, now that everyone's here, we can get started," Kira says, clasping her hands together. She smiles and stands at attention. "It's time for the annual Saint Miluina's Breakfast Battle! I hope you're all ready to give it your all today!" She pauses for a brief cheer from the rest of the club, shooting Izumi a look as she chimes in with a burp instead. "Although it may be late in the evening, you'll be splitting up into two teams of four and going head to head to see who can create the best breakfast meal," Kira explains. "Using only what is available to you in the kitchen, you must cook and present to me and Izumi: A main dish, two side dishes, and a dessert. You will be judged on several different categories: Flavor, presentation, creativity, how well the dishes compliment each other, and, as this year's special challenge..." She trails off and looks at Izumi expectantly. Her expression flattens as she watches her swallow the last bite of her pasta, paying no attention to the introduction. She clears her throat. "Oh, the last category, yes?" Izumi says. "It's quantity!" Kira sighs and touches a hand to her forehead. "No, it isn't quantity. We have a theme for you to adhere to! Your dishes should evoke the feeling of Autumn, however you would like to interpret that! How well you match this theme will be factored in just as much the other categories, so be sure to give it some thought," Kira explains. "Spices and ingredients to accommodate typical fall flavor profiles should be well stocked. On the subject of //quantity//, however, while you will only present one well-plated dish to each of us as the judges, you will be expected to cook enough for everyone to share and enjoy after the competition is over. Any questions before you begin forming teams?" "What do we get if we win?" Trisha asks. "Good question! In addition to bragging rights and a sense of satisfaction," Kira says. "I have arranged to have access to the kitchen this weekend to personally cook a full course meal for whoever on the winning team is interested and able to attend." Rachel immediately leans forward and slams her hands on the table. "Say less, Kira, I'm so ready for this," she says. "Who wants to win, and which of you are gonna get left in the fucking dust?" "I'll be on your team!" Mia says. "Penny, do you want to team up again? We had a great flow going back on crepe week," Carol says. "Sure thing! I already know exactly how we're gonna win this," Penny replies with a grin. "Oh yeah? Great, then you two--" Rachel starts to say. "Well don't forget about me!" Cherry chimes in, leaning in and draping an arm over Carol's shoulder. "Sophomore squad, baby, we all gotta stick together.~" "...I'm going with Rachel's team, then," Trisha says. She shudders. "I am //not// putting my name on anything you helped create after last week's dish..." "Yes, the less said about that the better. Sorry for the handicap you two, but keep in mind with whatever you cook that I was serious about Cherry not being allowed to handle eggs ever again," Kira says, giving Cherry a cold stare. "Anyway, we almost have our teams. $name, Haley? Who will you be joining?" \ <<link "Join Cherry's Team">><<replace "#choice">>\ "You know, I guess I'll join the sophomore squad today," you say with a small laugh. <<if $cherryRel < 0>>"You sure about that?" Cherry says, giving you a worrying look. "Hey, no take backs, I'm with Rachel!" Haley chimes in.<<elseif ($cherryAnalTease > 0) or ($cherryTeachAnal > 1)>>"Actually, we're the freak squad now then, Carol's the odd one out," Cherry says with a smirk. "Looks like I'm with Rachel then!" Haley chimes in.<<else>>"Sure, we'll see if you can handle it," Cherry says with a grin. "Looks like I'm with Rachel then!" Haley chimes in.<</if>> "Hell yeah, come on over freshie!" Rachel says. "Perfect, that settles things!" Kira says. "Let the Breakfast Battle begin! The kitchen is open and waiting for you when you're ready to start cooking." "It's too bad you will not be making anything today, Kira," you overhear Izumi say as everyone breaks away into their teams. "That smoothie you made last time was very bland. I was hoping you might try again." Kira's eye twitches, then she sighs. "For the record, I know you just want me to make enough for you to stuff your face with," she says. "...but it's not a bad thought, I will have plenty of down time while the others cook, and smoothies wouldn't be too disruptive..." [[Get ready to cook->Cooking Club 2- Cherry]]<</replace>><</link>> <<link "Join Rachel's Team">><<replace "#choice">>\ "I'll join Rachel's team," you say. "Hell yeah, $name's out here ready to win!" Rachel says. "Come on over, freshie." "Shoot, I was too slow," Haley says with a quick laugh. "I guess I'm part of the sophomore squad today." "Happy to have you! I promise we don't bite," Carol says, offering her a warm smile. "Some of us swallow though~" Cherry chimes in, earning her an elbow and a dirty look from Carol. "Perfect, that settles things!" Kira says. "Let the Breakfast Battle begin! The kitchen is open and waiting for you when you're ready to start cooking." "It's too bad you will not be making anything today, Kira," you overhear Izumi say as everyone breaks away into their teams. "That smoothie you made last time was very bland. I was hoping you might try again." Kira's eye twitches, then she sighs. "For the record, I know you just want me to make enough for you to stuff your face with," she says. "...but it's not a bad thought, I will have plenty of down time while the others cook, and smoothies wouldn't be too disruptive..." [[Get ready to cook->Cooking Club 2- Rachel]]<</replace>><</link>>\

<<if $club is "swim">>\ <<Time 18.5>>\ After leaving the sports complex, you head across the courtyard to Lampton to finally sate your hunger. As usual, things are pretty barren at this hour since most clubs are meeting, both in the halls and in the dining hall when you arrive. You fix yourself a small plate at the buffet line—they have two different pasta dishes out tonight—then sit at an open table with a view out into the courtyard. You take your time, enjoying a nice, quiet meal by yourself while you still have time. <<if hasVisited("Swim Club 2- After Maya")>>Maya shows up again after about ten minutes, giving you a chance to talk for a bit longer until one of the kitchen staff reminds you that the dining hall is about to close for the start of Cooking Club. Maya thanks you again for hanging out before you part ways, her heading upstairs presumably to her dorm while you make your way back through the courtyard to get to yours.<<else>>You pick up the pace a little when one of the kitchen staff reminds you that the dining hall is closing soon for the start of Cooking Club, heading back to your dorm once you're finished.<</if>> [[Head back to your dorm->October 30th- Night]]\ <<else>>\ <<Time 16.75>>\ You head out into the hall and make your way upstairs and across the bridge to Lampton. As usual, things are pretty barren at this hour since most clubs are meeting, both in the halls and in the dining hall when you arrive. You fix yourself a small plate at the buffet line--they have two different pasta dishes out tonight--then sit at an open table with a view out into the courtyard. You take your time, enjoying a nice, quiet meal as you watch evening turn to night outside. After a while, you return to your dorm to kill some more time playing a game on your laptop. Finally, eight o'clock draws near and you head back out to the dining hall for club, wondering what Kira might have in store for you this week. [[Head to Cooking Club->October 30th- Cooking Club]]\ <</if>>

<<set $lastOutfit to $outfit>><<set $outfit to "swim">>\ You decide to head over and chat with Lily for a bit. She may not be a competent swimmer, but her permanent smile makes her fun to be around. "Hey, is this spot free?" you ask. "Hey heeeey $name!" Lily responds, excitedly waving her hand. "Go right ahead! What's up? How's your day doing?" "Eh, can't complain," you answer,<<if $fullness > 0>> giving your swollen stomach a pat in the midst of<</if>> removing your shirt. "What about you?" "Girl, it's always a great day in Lily town! Super excited to cap it off with some exercise, it's like the best feeling ever!" "It's definitely up there," you say with a smile of your own. Lily continues bombarding you with small talk after. Her energy is already starting to overwhelm you a bit, but it's endearing nonetheless. At one point during a rare pause in the conversation, you decide to ask her something for a change. \ <<link "Ask why she decided to join the swim club">><<replace "#choice">>\ "What made you decide to join the swim team?" you ask. "Oh, good question! Not the first time I've answered it, either," she says with a laugh. "I'm just big on athletics in general. I've been running since I was a little kid, and our high school team won the state championship in badminton. It was a blast!" "No way, really?" you respond with genuine surprise. "Yes way! I'm not gonna lie, I cried when I touched the trophy. It was one of the best moments of my life!" she says, her eyes watering a bit just from telling the story. "That's so cool!" you reply. "Although that makes me wonder, wouldn't volleyball be more up your alley?" "Haha, Calina asked me the same thing! You're totally right, I love volleyball and I bet the club is a lot of fun, but they don't compete for anything there. That and swimming sounded like a fun new challenge for me. There wasn't really a place to learn or practice where I grew up, so it's always felt like my achilles heel." "Huh. When you describe it like that, it actually makes perfect sense," you say. "I've seen the captains get pretty harsh on you too, but you haven't given up. That's admirable, Lily." "Aww, don't start flattering me!" she says, blushing a bit as she laughs. "I know it's just tough love from them. Sometimes you've gotta coach like that!" "Ha, if you say so," you say, slipping the other strap of your swimsuit over your arm before standing up. Even though she was already changing before you got here, you both finish around the same time thanks to her constant chatter. "Alright, let's do this thing!" Lily says, pumping her fist. [[Time to swim->Swim Club 2- Race]]\ <</replace>><</link>> <<link "Ask how her classes are going">><<replace "#choice">>\ "How have you been doing in your classes so far?" you ask. "It's been great! I aced my Intro lab earlier today, and Miss Gossam said I've been doing really well in Escapism too. Hard to say which class is my favorite, but it's probably between those two?" she explains. "What about you?" "Not too bad. It's kinda hard to picture Escapism being my favorite, though," you say with a slight laugh. "Slate's a good teacher, but she's kind of a hardass sometimes... well, most of the time actually." "Ah, yeah that can kinda bring the vibe down. Sometimes that's the best way to teach though! Think about it--the negative things people say always stand out more, right? That just makes it easier to remember what you need to improve on!" "You know, that's not a bad point. I've never looked at it that way..." you say, taking a moment to think about what she said. You end up losing your earlier train of thought in the process, so you decide to change the subject. "Now I'm curious though--how many people have you eaten?" "Here?" Lily says, then continues before you can clarify that's what you meant. "I think... seven? Yeah! I only hunt once a week, and we've finished seven weeks so far. It's like a cheat meal for me. People are really fattening so you can't do it //too// often, but they're easily my favorite food!" "<<if $reputation[0] is "glutton">>Haha, I'm with you on that. I've heard it's common for students at other colleges to skip meals so they have more time to study, but here it's like killing two birds with one stone," you say with a grin. "Right!? There's no place I'd rather be!"<<else>>Damn, really? Didn't realize you were the real deal, Lily," you say with a cautious laugh. "Aw, don't worry! You're not on my radar... <<if $fat > 34>>even if you do look pretty tasty<<else>>yet<</if>>," she says, winking at you.<</if>> "Ha, if you say so," you say, slipping the other strap of your swimsuit over your arm before standing up. Even though she was already changing before you got here, you both finish around the same time thanks to her constant chatter. "Alright, let's do this thing!" Lily says, pumping her fist. [[Time to swim->Swim Club 2- Race]]\ <</replace>><</link>>

<<set $lastOutfit to $outfit>><<set $outfit to "swim">>\ Feeling emboldened, you head right over to Joan. You know she won't be able to eat you, so what's the worst that could happen? "<<if $analByJoan>>Rough day, huh?<<else>>Hey, are you doing alright? I thought that was kinda harsh out there,<</if>>" you say, glancing over at her and Meghan as you place your belongings in one of the nearby lockers. "Excuse me?" Joan growls. Her stomach lets out an ominous groan. "Who do you think you are?" "What? I need to get changed and there's room here. Relax," you say, already starting to remove your shirt. "Yeah Jo, you're already doing better than the rest of us. No need to be such a bitch about it," Meghan says, chuckling. "Who's side are you on?" Joan says, turning her frown on her friend for a moment before looking back to you. "Seriously, get lost, freshie. I'm not in the mood for this shit right now." "What shit? All I did was try to make conversation," you reply with a sigh. "Do you think you're safe just because of this?" Joan asks, putting a hand on top of her stomach. Already it's starting to look more rounded than it did outside just a few minutes ago, the molded outline of the girl's lower body now hidden beneath the bloat of stomach acid. "You realize Meghan can still eat you, right?" "Uh, no? What am I, your attack dog?" she replies. "I've been trying to //lose// weight lately, unlike you." "Ugh..." Joan growls, rolling her eyes as she looks up to the ceiling. \ <<link "Ask who she ate">><<replace "#choice">>\ "So... who was it, anyway? You probably had a good reason if you ate her right before club," you ask. "Some punk," Joan replies. "What's it to you?" You shrug. "Just curious is all." Joan rolls her eyes. "It was //some punk// who thought she was all that because she beat me in a lab recently," she says with a scowl. "Ha! Sounds like you alright," Meghan says with a laugh. "Why didn't you just wait until later though?" "Because she pissed me off, Meghan. That good enough of a reason for you?" "I mean yeah, I guess," she replies. "Was she like, actively being a bitch about it?" you ask. "What is this? A fucking interrogation?" Joan growls. "Mind your own goddamn business, freshie." "Okay jeez, sorry," you say, raising your hands. "It's called having a conversation, Jo, chill," Meghan says with a laugh. "You don't have to be a menace //all// the time." "Oh piss off, Meghan. I don't need your smartass comments right now." "Aw c'mon, you know you love my snark," Meghan replies. "...you know what? Fuck this. I'm out of here. You assholes have fun," Joan says after another pause, standing up and turning towards the exit. A subtle slosh resonates from inside her stomach in the process. "Jeez, she's got a stick up her ass today," Meghan says, shrugging when you look over at her. "<<if $analByJoan>>Apparently,<<else>>I can kinda understand why,<</if>>" you say, pulling the other strap of your form-fitting swimsuit up over your shoulder. "Yep," Meghan says, doing little to quell the awkwardness. "Well, I'll see ya out there. Good luck I guess." "Thanks... I guess?" you reply. [[Time to swim->Swim Club 2- Race]]\ <</replace>><</link>> <<link "Make fun of her">><<replace "#choice">>\ "Yeah seriously, you're going to swim like a whale if you keep eating everyone who slightly annoys you. Maybe exercise some self-control? Or just exercise in general," you say. "Oh? $name's got jokes!" Meghan says, laughing. "<<if ($fat > 34) or ($fullness > 1)>>Speak for yourself, fatass,<<else>>Ha ha. You're a fucking comedian, huh?<</if>>" Joan snarls. "I'll burn this dumbass off in less than a week. Think you'll be that smug when you're taking her place after?" she continues, her gut producing a loud squelching sound as she squeezes it for effect. "Joan, come on, you're just proving my point!" you say, bursting out into laughter. She grits her teeth, giving you a look that could kill. You let out a gasp of surprise as she jumps to her feet and slams her gut into you, pinning you against the lockers. "You know what? I don't need to //*uuurp*// eat you to wipe that fucking smirk off your face," she growls, rearing one of her hands back in a fist. Your eyes go wide. "Woah, chill out Jo!" Meghan shouts, grabbing onto Joan's forearm to keep it held back. "Were you seriously gonna just beat her up? They'll kick you off the team //permanently//, dumbass." "Shut the fuck up, Meghan! She needs to learn her lesson!" Joan snaps. "Hey, don't take it out on me!" she replies. "It's your fault they aren't letting you swim today. You really wanna make it //worse// already?." Joan glares at her in silence. She looks absolutely furious, but after a few tense seconds, she backs off. You immediately move to a safer distance. "...fine! You fuckers have fun, I'm not dealing with this right now!" she says, throwing Meghan's hand away. A loud splash resonates from inside her stomach as she pivots away from you, followed by several more while she storms out of the locker room. You and Meghan look at each other after, an awkward tension lingering in the aftermath of Joan's outburst. "Uh... thanks for stepping in. I didn't think she'd get that crazy about one little taunt," you say. "No problem. She was taking it way too far," Meghan says with a shrug. "Well, I'll see ya out there. Good luck I guess." [[Time to swim->Swim Club 2- Race]]\ <</replace>><</link>>

<<set $lastOutfit to $outfit>><<set $outfit to "swim">>\ You decide to head to the mostly vacant middle row, placing your belongings on the bench as you begin to remove your clothes. There's still sounds of chatter coming from all sides, but at least it's not loud enough to be disruptive. "Hey $name! It's been a while, how've you been?" a familiar voice calls out. You look over and see Miranda heading your way. "Ah, hey Miranda," you say, smiling slightly. "I've been good. You?" "I've been great, thanks! Had a pretty long day though. I'm looking forward to getting in the water," she says. "Cali and Marie told me there's going to be some races today--you looking forward to that?" "Oh really? That sounds interesting," you reply, taking your swimsuit out of your bag. "Just hoping I don't get embarrassed, I guess." "Aw, don't worry, I'm sure you'll do just fine," she says, starting to undress as well. As the two of you continue chatting, a second girl walks around the corner, briefly looking over in your direction. She's fairly short, probably a few inches shorter than you with tanned olive skin and thick, wavy brown hair that goes just past her shoulders. You definitely recognize her from previous weeks, but can't quite remember her name. "Hey Maya! How has your week been?" Miranda calls out to her. "Oh, hey, I'm good! Thanks," she says. She quickly puts on a smile, brushing off her nerves. "Is it cool if I change with you guys?" "Of course!" Miranda replies. "Awesome!" she says, placing her things in the now vacant spot. She turns to open one of the lockers, looking over at you again in the process. "$name, right?" "Yep, that's me," you say. "I'm surprised you remember, I don't think we've really talked before." "Haha, that's fair. I guess I've always been pretty good with names," As Maya removes her jacket, you start to get a better look at her stocky frame underneath. Her breasts create a clear contour in her long-sleeve top; at least until the garment finds its way into the locker, unveiling more of her tanned skin. While lacking any ab definition, her middle is still far from what you'd call chunky. "$name and I were just talking about what's happening in club today. Did Cali and Marie tell you?" Miranda asks her. "No, why?" Maya responds, bending as she starts to take off her sweatpants. Her caramel thighs are thick and well-defined, leading to wide hips and a large, eye-catching butt. "We're doing races--come on guys, am I the only one who asked?" Miranda says with a chuckle. "Oh, cool!" Maya responds. "I'm feeling a little nervous now, haha. Hopefully it wears off when we get in the water," "You're nervous? Okay, //that// I find that hard to believe," Miranda claims. The conversation continues mostly between the two of them, leaving you as more of a third wheel despite the occasional attempt from Miranda to get you involved. Not that you mind being left alone, but it does start to feel a bit awkward after a while... \ <<link "Ask Miranda about the swim meet">><<replace "#choice">>\ "Hey Miranda, do you know anything about the swim meet coming up?" you ask. "Did you get to go last year?" "Oh yeah, it was a great experience! Maya was the only one of us who made it to the final heat in her event though," Miranda answers, looking over at her. "Yeah, I had a great time. Wish it could've ended differently, though," Maya says. Miranda's expression sullens a little. "Guessing you didn't win?" you say. "Nah, I finished second. That's not the part that bothers me though," she starts to explain. "The girl who won totally deserved to. Maybe wasn't the most humble person ever, but she clearly worked her butt off... Then, right as our group was about to leave and head back to campus, Joan says she needs to use the bathroom. She's gone for like thirty minutes, and when she came back, it was with a full, motionless stomach..." "Oh shit, do you think it was the girl who won?" "It absolutely was. She told me as much, saying she did me a favor," Maya says, frowning. "I was furious. She still thinks I was overreacting, and I'm pretty sure it went to her head that she could just get rid of anyone that outdoes her..." "For what it's worth I'm in your camp, Maya. I thought that was disgraceful," Miranda says. She glances over at you. "Don't let this bring your impression down though, $name. It really is an awesome experience being able to compete!" "Yeah, totally!" Maya says. "There's six spots not including the captains, so anyone can make it if they put in enough effort."<<if !$analByJoan>><<replace "#choice2">>"Not particularly, no," you say. "Okay, glad to hear it!" she beams. "Well, I'm about ready to head out there. What about you guys?" "Yep, I'm ready!" Maya says, standing up from the bench. "Great! Let's all do our best!" Miranda says. [[Time to swim->Swim Club 2- Race]]\ <</replace>><</if>><<toggleclass "#followup" "hide">><</replace>><</link>> <<link "Flirt with Maya">><<replace "#choice">>\ "Hey Maya, I know this is kinda random, but you have a really nice figure. Do you work out often?" "Oh... thanks?" she replies, looking away right after her eyes meet yours. "Sorry, too forward?" you say, starting to feel embarrassed yourself. "No! No not at all, it just caught me off guard," she assures with a slight laugh. There's already a red tinge creeping onto her cheeks. "Genuinely, that means a lot. I go to the gym pretty often, but it's always been hard for me to lose weight. I think it's just my genetics." "<<if ($totalPrey > 3) and ($fat < 20)>>Yeah I can definitely sympathize. It takes a lot of effort to stay in shape when you're living at MVA," you say, rubbing your <<if $fullness > 0>>still-distended gut<<else>>bare middle<</if>><<elseif ($totalPrey > 3) and ($fat > 19)>>Yeah I can definitely sympathize. My diet since I started here makes it pretty much impossible to slim down," you say, grabbing a handful of <<if $fullness > 0>>your still-distended gut for emphasis<<else>>your pudgy middle for emphasis<</if>><<else>>Ah, that's a really rough hand to get dealt," you say.<</if>> "That just makes it even more impressive that you look as good as you do, though. At least in my opinion." "Well for what it's worth, I agree with $name. You look great Maya," Miranda adds with an affirming smile. "Guys come on, you're gonna make me blush..." Maya says with another laugh, her voice slightly wavering for a moment.<<if !$analByJoan>><<replace "#choice2">>"Not particularly, no," you say. "Okay, glad to hear it!" she beams. "Well, I'm about ready to head out there. What about you guys?" "Yep, I'm ready!" Maya says, standing up from the bench. "Great! Let's all do our best!" Miranda says. [[Time to swim->Swim Club 2- Race]]\ <</replace>><</if>><<toggleclass "#followup" "hide">><</replace>><</link>> "By the way $name, has Joan bothered you at all this year?" Miranda asks. You notice Maya's head perk up a little. "She's been weirdly antagonistic toward a lot of the freshmen, so I wanted to make sure everything's good." \ <<link "Bring up your encounter in the first week">><<replace "#choice2">>\ "Well... there was one, uh, ‘altercation' we had..." you start to say. "Altercation..?" she repeats, sounding concerned. "When? What happened?" "It was right after the first club meeting, actually. She was pissed off that I did well in that first exercise, so she confronted me with Meghan in the locker room after." you explain. "Seriously? Meghan was in on it too?" she asks. "Wait, but I remember seeing you in here after that first day. We talked for a bit, didn't we?" "...It happened right after you left," you say. "She waited for everyone else to leave first, then came over and tried to eat me." "Oh, shoot! I'm so sorry!" Miranda says. She looks dismayed. "I should've stayed around longer that day, especially since you were all new still..." "It's fine, don't worry about it. You had plans or something if I remember right," you assure her, grinning slightly. "Besides, obviously she failed." "That's awesome!" Maya chimes in. "Er, the fact that she failed I mean. Not to be nosy, but did she try to eat you, or uh... ‘eat' you." "...Second one. I wasn't planning to mention that part," you say, wincing a bit through your smile. "Oh jeez. Yeah, I've uh... been there," Maya says, giving you a knowing look. "Wait wait wait, hold on," Miranda says. "She tried eating you too, Maya? When?" "Yeah, sometime late last year," she replies. She glances over at you. "I'm sorry you had to go through that." "Hey, don't be sorry. It wasn't //your// butt," you say with a laugh. "Oh my god, the more you guys say, the worse it gets," Miranda says, sighing. "I'll have a talk with her sometime soon. She wasn't always like this, but the first year here really changes a lot of people." she continues. Maya nods in agreement. "Sounds good to me. I wouldn't mind seeing her get taken down a peg." you say. "Anyways, you guys ready to head out now?" "Yep, I'm ready!" Maya says, standing up from the bench. "Great! Let's all do our best!" Miranda says. [[Time to swim->Swim Club 2- Race]]\ <</replace>><</link>> <<link "Keep it a secret">><<replace "#choice2">>\ "Not particularly, no," you say, deciding you'd rather not bring up what happened. "Okay, glad to hear it!" she beams. "Well, I'm about ready to head out there. What about you guys?" "Yep, I'm ready!" Maya says, standing up from the bench. "Great! Let's all do our best!" Miranda says. [[Time to swim->Swim Club 2- Race]]\ <</replace>><</link>>

<> <<set _tried to false>> <<set _debuff to Math.max(0, Math.ceil(($fat - 20)/3))>> <<set _debuff += $fullness>> <<if $breastSize > 34>><<set _debuff += 3>><</if>> <<set _score to 0>> <<set _finished to false>> <<set _roll to (random(1,20) - _debuff + $workedOut)>> <<if hasVisited("Swim Club 2- Locker Room Miranda")>><<set _maya to true>><<else>><<set _maya to false>><</if>> <<if hasVisited("Swim Club 2- Locker Room Joan")>><<set _meghan to true>><<else>><<set _meghan to false>><</if>> <><<Time 16.5>>\ <<if _maya>>\ Following the others, you make your way back out into the pool area, quickly noticing a handful of other club members already sitting by the edge of the water. The captains seem to be discussing something with Professor Steria off to the side, and Marie beckons all of you over before you can reach the main group. The way it looks like she's sizing you up makes you a bit uncomfortable. "A group of three. Hmm...," she says, thinking for a moment before pointing to you and Maya. "You two will be opponents today. We'll find someone else for you, Miranda." "Sounds good!" Miranda says, turning to you after. "Good luck, you guys! I'm looking forward to your match," she finishes before leaving to find a seat in the crowd. "Thanks, you too!" Maya says, waving goodbye. "We can stay together if you want, $name. You know, since we'll have to meet up again anyway." "Makes sense to me," you say with a shrug. After a short walk, you both have a seat on the floor, making some more small talk while you wait for club to start. Without Miranda around, it quickly becomes apparent that Maya isn't the best at holding a conversation. For better or for worse, it only takes a few minutes for the captains to finally get things rolling.\ <<elseif _meghan>>\ You make your way back out into the pool area, quickly noticing a handful of other club members already sitting by the edge of the water. The captains seem to be discussing something with Professor Steria off to the side, and Marie beckons you over before you can reach the main group. The way it looks like she's sizing you up makes you a bit uncomfortable. "We've decided that Meghan will be your opponent later. Be prepared," she says before turning back to speak with her sister. Part of you wonders if you being paired with her was based on skill level or if it was just because you both came back around the same time, but you don't bother to question it. You take a seat on the tile floor near the rest of the group, waiting for the rest of the members to finish up in the locker room so the captains can get things started.\ <<else>>\ You make your way back out to the pool area alongside Lily, quickly noticing a handful of other club members already sitting by the edge of the water. The captains seem to be discussing something with Professor Steria off to the side, and Marie beckons you over before you can reach the main group. The way it looks like she's sizing you up makes you a bit uncomfortable. "You two will be racing against each other. Be prepared," she says before turning back to speak with her sister. "Oh my gosh, that's awesome!" Lily says. There's an absolutely beaming smile on her face. "This is gonna be //so. much. fun!// I can't wait!" "Haha, I'm looking forward to it," you say, smiling slightly in return. You both have a seat with the others, continuing to chat until someone else sits nearby and Lily ends up starting a whole new conversation with them instead. Only a few more minutes pass before the captains decide to finally get things rolling.\ <</if>> "Alright everyone, listen up," Calina says. "If you don't already know, today you'll be racing one on one against each other," Marie says. "Freestyle." "Normally these races would have six people in a heat." "This way, however, we'll have an easier time grading you. It will also simulate the pressure of competition." "Yes, Marie. This way, there's no silver medal consolation. You either win..." "Or you lose." You jump a little when Lily touches your shoulder. "They're so dramatic. I kinda love it," she whispers. "We'll go through some warmups together as a group first." "Everyone enter the pool please." You stand up and make your way to the pool's edge<<if !_meghan and !_maya>>, letting Lily enter just before you<</if>>. The water feels a little cool at first, but it's far from cold and you quickly adjust. Once you're all inside, the captains divide everyone up into two groups, yours following Calina to the shallow side first for some basic warmup exercises. After about thirty minutes, Professor Steria--who you'd practically forgotten about--blows her whistle, signaling everyone to switch sides. At the deep end, Marie goes on to instruct two drills of her own, the first on diving efficiently to begin a race, and the second on how to do a proper flip turn after reaching one end of the pool. She explains that while they seem minor, a surprising amount of time can be shaved off by executing them properly, and that they're often what separates an average swimmer from an advanced one. When the whistle blows again, the captains order everybody to exit the pool and corral near the deep end. "We hope that you're all feeling ready to compete now," Calina says, her flat gaze making its way across the crowd. You instinctively look away when her eyes meet yours. "Professor Steria will be in charge of logging your times, so be sure to give maximum effort even if you've built up a lead." "Don't stress too much about it, everyone! Just do your best!" Steria adds, giving her best attempt at an encouraging smile. "Thank you, coach," Calina says. "Anyways, once your race is finished, you're welcome to dry off and leave early." "Though we do encourage staying for the full period." <<if _maya>>\ "Yes, absolutely," Calina says before pulling out her clipboard. "Up first will be Maya and $name. Make your way to the starting positions, please." You feel a small rush of adrenaline upon hearing our name, not having expected to be called first. Based on Maya's facial reaction, you get the feeling you weren't the only one. "Jeez..." She says, taking a deep breath. "Well, time for us to set the bar up high. Right $name?" "Right," you reply with a nod. The two of you stand up and make your way to the pool's edge, purposely keeping your eyes away from the leering crowd. You take a deep breath of your own once you arrive, flinching slightly when Marie speaks up. "The race will be eight lengths. Make sure to touch the wall at each end," she says. "You may start when Coach Steria gives the signal," Calina adds, glancing over at the professor. It takes a moment for her to notice, like she was daydreaming. A few seconds later, she blows her whistle to start the race.\ <<else>>\ "Yes, absolutely," Calina adds before pulling out her clipboard. "Up first will be Sarah and Maya. Make your way to the starting positions, please." "Good luck babe!" you hear Alesha say to your right. She gives Sarah a quick kiss before the blonde girl makes her way to the front along with her opponent. You never really interacted before, but you remember Maya as one of the better swimmers in the club. She has a stocky build, sporting thick brown hair down to her shoulders and caramel skin with no sign of tan lines. You're pretty sure she's a sophomore, standing about even with Sarah in terms of height. They exchange pleasantries, with Maya staying lighthearted when Sarah asks if she's ready to get crushed. "The race will be eight lengths. Make sure to touch the wall at each end," Marie says. "You may start when Coach Steria gives the signal," Calina adds, glancing over at the professor. It takes a moment for her to notice, like she was daydreaming. A few seconds later, she blows her whistle to start the race. The two girls dive in, and the skill gap immediately becomes apparent when Maya resurfaces a full body length ahead of Sarah. Her lead only grows from there, highlighted by some efficient turns that really illustrate Marie's point from earlier. By the halfway mark, the only question left is whether or not she's going to win by a full length. Maya does seem to slow down a bit during the home stretch, but not nearly enough to make things close--by the time she pulls herself up at the finish line, Sarah is only just pushing off from the other side for her final length. "Very well done, Maya," Marie says, giving an affirmative nod. The girl responds with a shy smile, and she waits for Sarah to arrive next to her instead of exiting the pool right away. "How was that? Awesome, right?" Sarah asks, seemingly unaware that she lost, let alone by such a huge amount. "From an individual standpoint, not terrible," Calina says. "We understand this wasn't the most even matchup, but this is the reality of competition. Ideally, this should motivate you to practice more." Sarah nods, but you get the impression she isn't very fazed. She quickly returns to sitting with Alesha, who congratulates her for giving it her all. <<if _meghan>>\ "Next up is Miranda and Alesha," Marie announces. A pretty good matchup. You're expecting a much closer race than the first. The two girls make their way to the front and, after Steria gives them the signal, dive into the pool. Your prediction is on the mark for the first few lengths, the two girls staying neck and neck with each other until Alesha slowly starts to build up a lead around the halfway point. At first glance, it's hard to tell if she's speeding up or if Miranda is slowing down, but the end result is Alesha finishing around two seconds faster. To your surprise, the captains actually look pleased for once. "That was impressive, Marie," Calina says. "Quite so," her sister adds. "Especially on your part, Alesha. It's rare for our freshman recruits to be this promising." "Thank you so much! I've been practicing as much as I can," Alesha says. Miranda nods as if in agreement. "In that case, our only advice is to not get complacent." "It's a long season, and we still have a few more months until the organized meet." "Keep this up and you might be on our roster." Miranda and Alesha make their way back to the group, the latter getting a big hug from her girlfriend when she arrives. The couple starts to head for the locker room shortly after, apparently having more important things in mind than watching the upcoming races. "$name and Meghan next, please," Marie requests, immediately bringing you back to reality. You stand up and make your way to the pool's edge along with your opponent. "Kind of a coincidence, huh?" Meghan says with a laugh. "Totally," you respond. "I take back my good luck, by the way," she adds. "Focus, you two," Calina says on your other side. You nod, turning to face the pool. A few moments later, the whistle blows.\ <<else>>\ "Next up is Lily and $name," Marie announces. You're a little caught off guard to be going this early already. For her part, Lily is busy talking with Maya and needs to be called again by one of the disgruntled captains, but soon enough she takes her place next to you at the pool's edge. "Haha, this is so exciting!" Lily beams, practically bouncing in place. "Make sure you go easy on me, alright?" "Make sure you don't," Calina says from the other direction. You nod, still facing the pool. A few moments later, the whistle blows.\ <</if>><</if>> <<include "SwimRaceWeek2">>

<<set _roll to (random(1,20) - _debuff + $workedOut)>>\ <<if $stamina <= 0>><<set _roll to -1>><</if>>\ <<if _finished>>\ <<if _maya>>\ <<if _score > 3>><<set $swim2Passed to 2>>\ As you prop yourself up on the edge of the pool, you're excited to see Maya still powering toward the finish line. A feeling of pride starts to sink in, knowing you just defeated one of the better swimmers in the club, and with a full audience no less. "Excellent work, $name. I have to admit you exceeded our expectations," Marie says. "Indeed. Maya is one of our best," Calina chimes in. "Keep up this level of performance and we'll have no choice but to bring you to the swim meet." @@color:lime;Calina and Marie seemed really impressed with your performance!@@<<set $captainFavor += 1>> "Thank you! It took everything I had," you reply, feeling a bit winded. Maya arrives a few seconds later, seeming surprised but not terribly dismayed. "Wow, great job $name! I honestly didn't expect to get crushed that badly," she says with a smile. "You did fine, Maya. Just make sure you aren't falling behind on practice," Marie says. You both climb out of the pool, standing a little off to the side when the next pair is called up almost immediately after. As much as you'd like to stay and watch, a low growl from your stomach makes an early exit and subsequent trip to the dining hall sound just a bit more appealing. "Hey $name," Maya asks, interrupting your train of thought. "I know it's short notice, but would you want to stick around after club and practice more? I'm feeling weirdly motivated after the race just now, haha."\ <<elseif _score > 2>><<set $swim2Passed to 1>>\ As you prop yourself up on the edge of the pool, you get a sour feeling when you see Maya already there next to you. In a manner of seconds, your mindset shifts from hoping you won to hoping you didn't lose //too// badly. "Professor Steria, who did you time first?" Marie asks, looking expectantly at the older woman. "Oh, well... Uh, it was a photo finish! I can't tell for certain who won," she says with a sheepish shrug. "I see..." Calina responds, sighing. "At any rate, you both did well. It doesn't take a stopwatch to tell you were both swimming at an advanced level." "Thanks! It wasn't easy," you reply. Maya nods her head in agreement, then the two of you climb out of the pool. The captains don't waste any time in calling up the next pair, so you quickly stand off to the side, thinking about how you want to spend the rest of the club period. Part of you wants to stay and watch, but a low growl from your stomach makes an early exit and subsequent trip to the dining hall sound just a bit more appealing. "Hey $name," Maya asks, interrupting your train of thought. "I know it's short notice, but would you want to stick around after club and practice more? I'm feeling weirdly motivated after the race just now, haha."\ <<else>>\ As you prop yourself up on the edge of the pool, you get a sour feeling when you see Maya already there next to you. In a manner of seconds, your mindset shifts from hoping you won to hoping you didn't lose //too// badly. "I suppose it's not a huge surprise, but that was hardly competitive," Marie says, shaking her head in disapproval. "Indeed. Well done, Maya," Calina says, nodding at your opponent. "As for you $name, that was a dire performance. Need we remind you that you should be practicing at least once a week outside of club?" "Yeah yeah, I got it," you grumble, climbing up out of the pool. Fortunately, the captains don't waste any time in calling up the next pair, sparing you from being ragged on any further. Between having your mood soured by your defeat and a low growl from your midsection reminding you that you still need to eat dinner at some point, you decide you'd rather dry off now and call it a day.\ <</if>> <<if _score > 2>>\ <<if $cherryTeachAnal > 1>>\ "Sorry, but I'm really starving after that. I was actually about to get changed and grab myself some dinner," you reply, recalling that you already have plans with Cherry later.<<if $analByJoan>> Besides, after what happened at the first club meeting, the idea of a sophomore asking you to stick around after you did well puts you a little on edge.<</if>> "No problem!" she says, looking a bit more disappointed than she sounds. "See you next week!" You give a simple wave and take your leave, heading over to the locker room. After making a quick stop to remove your swimsuit and leave it with the rest of your belongings, you make your way over to the showers for a quick rinse--just enough to wash away the smell of chlorine from your body. Once finished, you dry yourself off using the towel you brought with you, stowing it in the same plastic bag as your swimsuit before putting your regular outfit back on. Your stomach is really starting to let you hear it now, so you don't waste any more time heading back out into the hall. [[Go get dinner->October 30th- Dinner]]\ <<else>>\ \ [[Accept->Swim Club 2- After Maya]] <<link "Decline">><<replace "#endChoice">>\ "Sorry, but I'm really starving after that. I was actually about to get changed and grab myself some dinner," you respond. <<if $analByJoan>>Besides, after what happened at the first club meeting, the idea of a sophomore asking you to stick around after you did well puts you a little on edge.<</if>> "No problem!" she says, looking a bit more disappointed than she sounds. "See you next week!" You give a simple wave and take your leave, heading over to the locker room. After making a quick stop to remove your swimsuit and leave it with the rest of your belongings, you make your way over to the showers for a quick rinse--just enough to wash away the smell of chlorine from your body. Once finished, you dry yourself off using the towel you brought with you, stowing it in the same plastic bag as your swimsuit before putting your regular outfit back on. Your stomach is really starting to let you hear it now, so you don't waste any more time heading back out into the hall. [[Go get dinner->October 30th- Dinner]]\ <</replace>><</link>>\ <</if>>\ <<else>>\ Ignoring the splashes from the race that's currently going on, you make your way across the pool deck and into the locker room. Once there, you make a quick stop to remove your swimsuit and leave it with the rest of your belongings, then continue over to the showers for a quick rinse--just enough to wash away the smell of chlorine from your body. As soon as you feel satisfied, you dry yourself off using the towel you brought with you, stowing it in the same plastic bag as your swimsuit before putting your regular outfit back on. Your stomach is really starting to let you hear it now, so you don't waste any more time heading back to the main hall. [[Go get dinner->October 30th- Dinner]]\ <</if>>\ <<elseif _meghan>>\ <<if _score > 2>><<set $swim2Passed to 2>>\ As you prop yourself up on the edge of the pool, you're pleased to see Meghan still trudging toward the finish line. You smile–she's an upperclassman and far from a bad swimmer, beating her is a victory to be proud of. "Good job, $name. That was a fine display," Marie says. "Thank you!" you say, climbing up out of the water just as Meghan arrives. "Wait a minute, did I really lose that bad?" she asks, flipping her wet hair back over her head. "Yes, you did," Calina says. "Falling behind the first years isn't an encouraging sign, Meghan." "Yeah, yeah..." she mutters, making her own way out of the pool. You look at each other briefly before she speaks up. "Uh, nice job. Didn't think I'd get humbled like that." "Thanks. Honestly, I didn't think you were as bad as they made it sound," you reply. "Eh, that's debatable," she says, laughing. "I'm gonna get changed and call it a day." "Sounds good to me," you say, your stomach letting out a low growl that reinforces your need to eat something soon. You both step aside as Marie ushers in the next pairing, heading over to the locker room shortly after.\ <<elseif _score > 1>><<set $swim2Passed to 1>>\ As you prop yourself up on the edge of the pool, your expression sours when you see Meghan right there next to you. If you did manage to win, it was only by a second or two at most... "Professor Steria, who did you time first?" Marie asks, looking expectantly at the older woman. "Oh, well... Uh, it was a photo finish! I can't tell for certain who won," she says with a sheepish shrug. "I see..." Calina responds, sighing. "At any rate, you both did fine. Keep practicing and one of you might have an outside chance at making our meet roster." "Cool," Meghan says, making her own way out of the pool. You follow suit, a little surprised to see that she waited for you. "Uh, good job $name. Nice to have some competition this year." "Thanks. You weren't so bad yourself," you say. "Thanks," she replies. "I think I'm gonna get changed and call it a day. What about you?" "Sounds good to me," you say, your stomach letting out a low growl that reinforces your need to eat something soon. You both step aside as Marie ushers in the next pairing, heading over to the locker room shortly after.\ <<else>>\ As you prop yourself up on the edge of the pool, your expression sours when you see Meghan right there next to you. If you did manage to win, it was only by a second or two at most... "That was disappointing, $name. She may not be a pushover, but Meghan is hardly a formidable swimmer." "Uh, I'm right here?" Meghan says. "Indeed, Marie. We have some competent freshmen this year, but I'm beginning to doubt you're one of them," Calina says, a slight frown on her lips. "Don't forget, our expectation is that you practice outside of club at least once a week //minimum//." "Yeah yeah, I got it," you grumble, climbing up out of the pool after. You don't get very far before Meghan follows. "Heh, guess I was too much for ya, freshie," she says, smirking. "Whatever," you reply. At this point your mood is pretty soured, so instead of staying to watch more races, you decide to call it early and head for the locker room. "Hey, wait up a sec'!" she says, following behind you. You don't care enough to tell her otherwise.\ <</if>> [[Go get changed->Swim Club 2- After Meghan]]\ <<else>>\ <<if _score > 1>><<set $swim2Passed to 2>>\ Propping yourself up on the edge of the pool, you grin when you see Lily still making her way to the finish line. It's not for lack of trying, though. Her technique is borderline violent, taking enormous strokes with her arms that create wild splashes every second. Her legs are a similar story, kicking high and ineffectively behind her. If nothing else you're impressed by her conditioning, especially if she was swimming like this for the whole race. "Well done, $name," Marie says, almost smiling. "Beating Lily isn't impressive on its own, but oftentimes there's more pressure when you're favored to win. In the end, you did." "Thank you, I did my best," you say just as Lily reaches the end next to you. "Hah... wheeew! How did I do? Was it close at least?" Lily asks, looking around for confirmation. "Absolutely not," Calina answers. "While we can't deny you //have// improved since the start of the term, it's not by nearly enough to impress.." "Aww, darn it..." Lily says. She lets out a sigh, but quickly perks back up with a big smile. "Hey, great job $name! I got my butt kicked, but it was still a ton of fun competing against you." "Likewise," you say, smiling back. Lily tries to say something else, but Marie wastes no time in calling up the next pair–Miranda and Alesha. A pretty good matchup, but since you know you won't be swimming again today, you decide to head to the locker room now and get out early. "Hey, you did great out there!" Lily says, rushing over to join you. "Guess I've still got a long way to go, haha!" she continues. "Aw, thanks," you say. "I could tell you gave it your all out there."\ <<elseif _score > 0>><<set $swim2Passed to 1>>\ You grimace upon seeing Lily right there next to you. You start to fear the worst well before Marie speaks up. "Professor Steria, who did you time first?" Marie asks, looking expectantly at the older woman. "Oh, well... Uh, it was a photo finish! I can't tell for certain who won," she says with a sheepish shrug. "I see..." Calina responds with a sigh. "Wait... does that mean it's a tie?" Lily asks, a hopeful look on her face. "More or less. I suppose we were wrong about winning or losing," Marie says. "A competitive meet would have video footage to review, but in this case, you can consider yourselves evenly matched." "Heck yeah! That's awesome!" Lily beams. You aren't entirely sure you agree, but you climb out of the pool with her and congratulate her on a good race all the same. "I suppose it's unfair to criticize you when you didn't actually //lose//, but your performance was still below expectation," Marie says. "Make sure you continue to practice once a week, if not more." "Will do," you reply with a curt nod. Marie doesn't waste any time calling up the next pair--Miranda and Alesha. A pretty good matchup, but since you know you won't be swimming again today, you decide to head to the locker room now and get out early.\ <<else>>\ You grimace upon seeing Lily right there next to you. You start to fear the worst well before Marie speaks up. "I can't believe I'm saying this, but congratulations Lily," she says, touching her hand to her forehead. "Indeed. I suppose you've improved since the start of the term." "Still far from anything spectacular, but you're doing well. Keep practicing." "Awesome! Thanks so much!" Lily says, smiling ear to ear at the rare praise. "As for you $name, that was pathetic," Calina says, glowering at you. "Agreed. That was as much of a layup as we could give, and yet you failed spectacularly," "Sorry..." you grumble back, giving Lily a quick side-eye. "We don't expect apologies. We expect results." "Don't shirk your training anymore. Remember, at least once a week is the minimum expectation," Marie says. @@color:red;Calina and Marie are not impressed with your performance.@@<<set $captainFavor -= 1>> You're spared from having to plead your case any further when she promptly calls up the next pair, Miranda and Alesha. A pretty good matchup, but at this point you'd rather just head to the locker room and get out early. "Hey, you did great out there!" Lily says, rushing over to join you. "I guess we're basically rivals now, huh? That's so cool to say out loud!" she continues. "Yep, you did great today," you say with a sigh.\ <</if>> [[Go get changed->Swim Club 2- After Lily]]\ <</if>><<if _tried>><<silently>><<Workout>><</silently>><</if>>\ <<elseif $counter is 0>>\ <<set $counter += 1>>\ \ <<link "Take it easy">><<replace "#choice">>\ Rather than do a proper dive, you decide to just casually jump into the pool, plugging your nose as you brace for impact. You're pretty confident you can make up for the lost time, and the last thing you want to do is inhale a bunch of chlorine water. By the time you resurface and start kicking, you catch a glimpse of your opponent already a fair distance ahead of you. It takes some time for you to reach the other end of the pool where, instead of flipping in the water to kick off like Marie instructed, you simply grab onto the edge and use your arm to push off, slowly sending you on your way back to the starting point. <<include "SwimRaceWeek2">><</replace>><</link>> <<link "Pace yourself">><<replace "#choice">><<set _tried to true>><<set $stamina -= 10>>\ <<if _roll > 10>><<set _score += 1>>You aren't too confident in your diving form, but decide to give it a go anyway. Holding your arms together above your head, you leap in before the whistle can finish blowing. It ends up being a very fluid maneuver, and you resurface with your legs already kicking their way to the other side of the pool. Riding the momentum of your strong start, your first turn is just as smooth as you seamlessly transition into swimming back to the starting point.<<else>>You aren't too confident in your diving form, but decide to give it a go anyway. Holding your arms together above your head, you leap in before the whistle can finish blowing, immediately feeling a torrent of pool water rush up into your nose. You resurface in a fit of coughs, the captains and many of your fellow club members laughing as you desperately try to quell the burning sensation. By the time you start to feel somewhat recovered, you can already see your opponent far ahead of you. Before you can fall even further behind, you start kicking and settle into a smooth front crawl, finishing both your current length and next at an acceptable speed after your initial blunder.<</if>> <<include "SwimRaceWeek2">><</replace>><</link>> <<link "Give it your all">><<replace "#choice">><<set _tried to true>><<set $stamina -= 22>>\ <<if $stamina > 0>><<set _score += 1>>You dive in headfirst the moment you hear the whistle, not affording yourself the time to overthink it. Your technique is solid, and a few seconds later you reemerge from the water a fair distance from the platform, your arms cleaving through the water in short, efficient strokes while your legs flutter behind. The momentum from your strong start carries into your first turn, culminating in an impressive first two lengths.<<else>>You dive in headfirst the moment you hear the whistle, not affording yourself the time to overthink it. Your technique is solid, and a few seconds later you reemerge from the water a fair distance from the platform, your arms cleaving through the water in short, efficient strokes while your legs flutter behind. The momentum from your strong start carries into your first turn, but on the way back you can feel yourself running out of steam. Your legs feel sore and your arms are lethargic, making it difficult just to propel yourself forward. Giving up now would be too embarrassing, but at the same time you aren't sure how you're going to make it through six more lengths of this.<</if>> <<include "SwimRaceWeek2">><</replace>><</link>>\ <<elseif $counter is 1>>\ <<set $counter += 1>>\ \ <<link "Take it easy">><<replace "#choice2">>\ Not worried about losing ground, you ease into a slow, casual breaststroke, wading your arms in wide circles while gingerly kicking your legs to propel you through the water. It's not terribly effective in terms of speed, but at least you're conserving energy for when it really matters. <<include "SwimRaceWeek2">><</replace>><</link>> <<link "Pace yourself">><<replace "#choice2">><<set _tried to true>><<set $stamina -= 10>>\ <<if _roll > 10>><<set _score += 1>>Kicking off the wall, you start to propel yourself though the water crawling at a conservative speed. You feel like you're capable of going faster, but you don't want to burn through all your energy prematurely. Soon enough, you reach the other side and attempt to flip turn back, getting a decent boost through the water to help send you back to the start.<<else>>Kicking off the wall, you start to propel yourself though the water crawling at a conservative speed. You feel like you're capable of going faster, but you don't want to burn through all your energy prematurely. Soon enough, you reach the other side and attempt to flip turn back... and completely botch it. Instead of kicking off the wall, you overshoot and kick straight up out of the water, causing you to panic for a moment. After wasting valuable time to reorient yourself, you simply push off with your arm before swimming back to the start.<</if>> <<include "SwimRaceWeek2">><</replace>><</link>> <<link "Give it your all">><<replace "#choice2">><<set _tried to true>><<set $stamina -= 22>>\ <<if $stamina > 0>><<set _score += 1>>Reaching the starting wall again, you do a short flip and kick off, racing back to the far side at an impressive speed. Like second nature, you flip through the water and push off strong when you arrive, launching yourself back toward the starting platform while your arms and legs work in perfect tandem to get you there.<<else>>Reaching the starting wall again, you do a short flip and kick off, trying as hard as you can to get through the water in your depleted state. Your arms are aching so much that it feels like you're swimming in molasses, and your exhaustion is clear to everyone when instead of doing a flip turn at the far side, you hold onto the wall for a few moments to catch your breath before heading back. The respite is short lived--by the time you get there, you're feeling just as gassed as before.<</if>> <<include "SwimRaceWeek2">><</replace>><</link>>\ <<elseif $counter is 2>>\ <<set $counter += 1>>\ You know it's smarter to focus on yourself instead of worrying about how your opponent is doing, but you can't help taking a quick look over. <<if _score > 1>>Luckily, it looks like she's still making her way back to the platform, meaning you have a slight lead built up. Now it's time to finish the job!<<elseif _score is 1>>You instantly regret taking the time to do so when you see her pushing off next to you, apparently neck and neck with your current pace. If you finish strong, you're certain you can still come out on top!<<else>>Unfortunately, she's about half a pool length ahead of you, causing your spirits to drop slightly. You can't give up yet, though--there's still plenty of time to catch up!<</if>> \ <<link "Take it easy">><<replace "#choice3">>\ Not worried about losing ground, you ease into a slow, casual breaststroke, wading your arms in wide circles while gingerly kicking your legs to propel you through the water. It's not terribly effective in terms of speed, but at least you're conserving energy for when it really matters. <<include "SwimRaceWeek2">><</replace>><</link>> <<link "Pace yourself">><<replace "#choice3">><<set _tried to true>><<set $stamina -= 10>>\ <<if _roll > 10>><<set _score += 1>>Kicking off the wall, you start to propel yourself though the water crawling at a conservative speed. You feel like you're capable of going faster, but you don't want to burn through all your energy prematurely. Soon enough, you reach the other side and attempt to flip turn back, getting a decent boost through the water to help send you back to the start.<<else>>Kicking off the wall, you start to propel yourself though the water crawling at a conservative speed. You feel like you're capable of going faster, but you don't want to burn through all your energy prematurely. Soon enough, you reach the other side and attempt to flip turn back... and completely botch it. Instead of kicking off the wall, you overshoot and kick straight up out of the water, causing you to panic for a moment. After wasting valuable time to reorient yourself, you simply push off with your arm before swimming back to the start.<</if>> <<include "SwimRaceWeek2">><</replace>><</link>> <<link "Give it your all">><<replace "#choice3">><<set _tried to true>><<set $stamina -= 22>>\ <<if $stamina > 0>><<set _score += 1>>Reaching the starting wall again, you do a short flip and kick off, racing back to the far side at an impressive speed. Like second nature, you flip through the water and push off strong when you arrive, launching yourself back toward the starting platform while your arms and legs work in perfect tandem to get you there.<<else>>Reaching the starting wall again, you do a short flip and kick off, trying as hard as you can to get through the water in your depleted state. Your arms are aching so much that it feels like you're swimming in molasses, and your exhaustion is clear to everyone when instead of doing a flip turn at the far side, you hold onto the wall for a few moments to catch your breath before heading back. The respite is short lived--by the time you get there, you're feeling just as gassed as before.<</if>> <<include "SwimRaceWeek2">><</replace>><</link>>\ <<else>>\ <<set _finished to true>>\ \ <<link "Take it easy">><<replace "#choice4">>\ Figuring the result of your race is a foregone conclusion at this point, you slow down for the last two lengths, using your arms to drag you through the water in uncoordinated fashion while your legs barely participate. At the far end of the pool, you take a deep breath and go under, doing a sluggish, drawn-out flip turn before trudging your way through the final stretch. <<include "SwimRaceWeek2">><</replace>><</link>> <<link "Pace yourself">><<replace "#choice4">><<set _tried to true>><<set $stamina -= 10>>\ <<if _roll > 10>><<set _score += 1>>Feeling good about your current pace, you decide to play it safe for the final two lengths. After cruising to the far end of the pool, you take a conservative turn, practically on autopilot as you make your way to the finish line.<<else>>Feeling good about your current pace, you decide to play it safe for the final two lengths. After cruising to the far end of the pool, you take a conservative turn, practically on autopilot as you make your way through the water. However, this lack of focus results in you accidentally kicking your legs together during the final length, catching you off guard and wasting a few precious seconds while you readjust.<</if>> <<include "SwimRaceWeek2">><</replace>><</link>> <<link "Give it your all">><<replace "#choice4">><<set _tried to true>><<set $stamina -= 22>>\ <<if $stamina > 0>><<set _score += 1>>Taking nothing for granted, you speed up for the final two lengths, leaving nothing in reserve as you glide across the pool. Your final turn is immaculate, and you give it everything you have for the subsequent race to the finish line.<<else>>Every part of you wants to finish strong, but it becomes apparent very early in your second-to-last length that your body simply isn't going to cooperate. The only thing carrying you through the water at this point is sheer adrenaline, but even then you aren't exactly swimming fast. You somehow push yourself to take a lumbering turn at the other end, but the speed at which you crawl to the finish line is nothing short of pathetic.<</if>> <<include "SwimRaceWeek2">><</replace>><</link>>\ <</if>>\ <<if $counter > 1>><<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<SidebarText>><</replace>><</if>>

<<Time 18>><<set $outfit to $lastOutfit>>\ Once inside, you make your way to your locker near the entrance, not paying too much mind to Meghan as you both start to remove your swimsuits. Now that you're alone with her, the same tension that came with Joan's outburst earlier starts to reemerge. If anything it's worse without the chatter from other club members--right now, the only background noise is a running shower on the other side of the room. "Uh, hey..." Meghan says to get your attention. When you turn, you quickly register that she's completely naked. <<if $eatenByMeghan>>"Oh come on, not again..." you reply, stepping back with a worried look on your face. "Huh?" Meghan asks, furrowing her brow. You give her a knowing look until it finally registers for her. "Oh shit. Yeah, sorry, not gonna do anything like that, don't worry," she says, holding her hands up defensively<<else>>"Yeah?" you reply. "Well..." she starts to say, the words getting caught in her throat for a moment<</if>>. "Just wanted to apologize for Joan again, I guess. She made things hella awkward earlier for no reason." "I mean, she can apologize herself if she actually cares," you reply, working your swimsuit the rest of the way down your legs. "But thanks, I guess. I'm a little surprised you guys are friends honestly. You don't seem all that compatible." "Eh, we talk shit to each other all the time, but usually it's in good fun. Today was just different for some reason." she says. Another awkward pause follows. "Well, shower time." Not seeing a reason to disagree, you follow Meghan to the communal showers at the back of the locker room. For some odd reason, she flinches as soon as she steps through the entryway, her expression shifting into scowl after. You follow in behind her to see Sarah and Alesha intimately holding each other under a deluge of steamy shower water. Apparently, privacy wasn't a concern for them--they're so close to the entrance that the stall dividers do almost nothing to obscure the view. Looking a little closer, Alesha is holding one of Sarah's breasts while the latter is... ‘exploring' just below her girlfriend's hips. "Augh, what the hell you guys!?" Meghan shouts, grabbing the attention of both. "Eeek!" Sarah squeals. She quickly pulls her occupied hand away, her normally fair skin looking quite flushed at the moment. You have a hunch that hot water isn't the only reason. "H-Haven't you guys heard of knocking?" "<<if $freshCoupleRel > 1>>Sarah, there's no door that leads in here," you say, your expression somewhere between surprise and amusement. "She's right, babe. Besides, you said the risk of being caught is what made it a fun idea<<else>>Babe, you know there's no door to the showers. You said the risk is what made it a fun idea<</if>>. Alesha says, wincing slightly. She definitely looks embarrassed, but seems more concerned about Sarah than anything else. "Yeah but that wasn't actually supposed to happen!" "Well it kinda did," Meghan says, flat in both tone and expression. "Seriously, that's nasty. You can literally do this in your dorm for fuck's sake." "Oh yeah? Well... it sounds like someone's jealous!" Sarah huffs, crossing her arms now. "Jealous you don't have an Ali to shower with! I would be too!" she adds. "Whatever," Meghan scoffs, turning away from the duo and heading to the far end of the room. You follow suit, shrugging off the surprise and turning on the shower nearest to you instead of making a big show about it. You get to work cleaning the scent of chlorine out of your hair, letting the hot water run through the length of it before rinsing off your body. You start at the front, then turn to give your back the same treatment. This gives you a glimpse of Sarah whispering something to Alesha. You'd expected them to leave after being caught like that, but a moment later they start sneaking over in Meghan's direction. Sarah glances your way, then promptly does a shushing gesture with her finger in front of her mouth. You're pretty sure you know where they're going with this. \ <<link "Show approval">><<replace "#choice">>\ <<set $swim2MeghanEaten to true>><<set $sarahPrey.push({name: "Meghan", status: "fodder", details: "in the locker room showers after swim practice"})>>\ <<if $freshCoupleRel < 0>>You shrug with indifference. While you aren't on good terms with them, you're not exactly friends with Meghan either. While the couple continues their approach towards the sophomore, you turn your attention back to getting clean, spending a few more minutes in the shower until you feel satisfied. On your way out, you can't help looking over at where Meghan is... or rather, *was*. Taking her place is Sarah and Alesha, the latter currently massaging her girlfriend's massive, squirming belly. You still don't care enough to get involved, so you just carry on your way back to your locker and start to dry off. If you don't see Meghan next week, you'll have a pretty good idea as to why. As you finish putting your sweater back on, your stomach lets out a low growl. Something about that whole ordeal has made you very hungry, so rather than make a pit stop at your dorm, you decide on just bringing your swim stuff with you to the dining hall.<<else>>You smirk and nod your head, fully on board with their idea. Sarah grins back at you and continues on her way towards the sophomore, the sound of running water masking her approach well. For her part, Meghan seems completely unaware of what's going on, the chubby girl giving her hair a thorough rinse while Sarah gets within arm's reach, her girlfriend right behind her. A moment later, the blonde girl grabs her quarry's arms and quickly stuffs them into her mouth. Meghan barely has time to gasp before her head follows suit. In near-choreographed fashion, Alesha swivels around the two of them and lifts Meghan by her calves. Her sheer size and athleticism are on full display as she manages to hold the sophomore's legs firmly together while Sarah gulps down her shoulders. You can't help but feel impressed by their teamwork. With her upper and lower halves both restrained, all Meghan can do is uselessly twist her hips while she's fed to the slightly shorter girl. As her stomach starts to distend, Sarah slowly eases herself down to the floor while Alesha lifts the hapless sophomore's legs up toward the ceiling. She lets go once Meghan's butt finds its way into Sarah's throat, the predatory girl more than capable of handling the rest. A series of heavy gulps leads to Meghan's thighs, calves, and eventually her feet sinking into Sarah, leaving the upperclassman as nothing but a belligerent bulge in the blonde's belly. "*//BUUOOOORRRRP!//* Mmm, thanks Ali~" Sarah says. You can't quite see her face at your current angle, but Alesha's is plastered with an excited grin. "Hey, that was pretty impressive," you say, heading over to where the couple is sitting. Because of the dividers, you have to settle for just standing behind Sarah, but it works well enough--you even have a clear view from above of Meghan's squirming form. "You guys really do make a great team." "Of course we do!" Alesha beams. "That and we've had a few months to hone the process," she adds with a laugh. "How the hell was that impressive!? Going two versus one is cheap as hell!" Meghan's muffled voice angrily chimes in, thrashing wildly within her confines. "Yeah, that's why labs are sucky! Teaming up on your *//urrp//*prey makes waaay more sense than going after them alone," Sarah says. "<<if $analByJoan>>Yeah it's kinda hard to feel bad after what you and Joan pulled on me way back in the beginning. Seems like karma if you ask me," you say, smirking<<elseif $day9EmmaAdvice > 1>>For sure, teamwork makes the dream work," you say, thinking back to your adventure with Emma in the morning<<else>>No kidding. You guys make eating above our grade look easy," you say with a smirk<</if>>. "Oh fuck off with that!" Meghan growls. Now that the shock of being swallowed has seemingly passed, her struggling, while still violent, also look a lot more coordinated. One kick in particular even causes Sarah to squeal, the girl promptly lurching forward over her stomach to try and quell the discomfort. "Sare, are you alright?!" Alesha asks, a worried look on her face. "Yeah... I'm //*oooouuuuuurrrp*//," Sarah belches again, forcing some of the air out of her cramped stomach. "Bleck... I hate the bubbleguts," she whines. "Here, let me help!" Alesha replies, scooching even closer and placing her large hands on her girlfriend's bloated belly. Sarah lets out an unsubtle moan as they begin to course along her stomach, sometimes digging in a bit deeper whenever the blonde girl has an encouraging response to being rubbed in a certain spot. "So, uh, you aren't worried about another club member walking in?" you ask. "Nope!" Sarah bluntly replies. "It's not like we're *//Urrrp!//* breaking the rules. Besides, she totally had it coming." "Yeah, she really crossed a line earlier," Alesha adds, frowning at Meghan's head bulge. "Hey, fair enough. Knowing the captains, they'd probably just ridicule her for poor performance," you reply, laughing. To your point, Meghan's assault has effectively stalled out ever since Alesha started her massage, giving Sarah some much needed reprieve while her stomach fills with acid. It's only a matter of time until the sophomore's efforts turn sluggish and weak, each strike creating a tiny, formless bulge in Sarah's stomach. "Looks like she's wearing down in there," you say. "Fffuck... Ali, keep going. Right there...!" Sarah whines again. You get the feeling it isn't from pain or discomfort this time. "Here babe?" Alesha replies, looking up while her hands stay fastened to the softening belly. "Yes! Please, yes!" Sarah squeals. "Ooookay, I think I'm gonna head to dinner now. You guys have fun," you say with a slight laugh as you turn toward the exit. "H-Harder!!" Satisfied with how things have played out, you make your way back to your locker and dry yourself. As sounds from the other end of the room grow more passionate, all you can do is chuckle and shake your head. Something about that whole ordeal has made you very hungry, so rather than make a pit stop at your dorm, you decide on just bringing your swim stuff with you to the dining hall.<</if>> [[Go get dinner->October 30th- Dinner]]\ <</replace>><</link>> <<link "Call them off">><<replace "#choice">>\ You shake your head to try and call them off. While you wouldn't exactly call Meghan a friend, you also don't think she deserves to get eaten just for telling them off. Sarah makes an exaggerated frown, giving you her best puppy-dog eyes to try and convince you otherwise, but you hold firm. Pretty soon, Alesha says something to her that makes her perk up again, and she gives her girlfriend a kiss before they make their way out, hand-in-hand. You don't have a clue what they just talked about, but you're glad at least one of them was willing to listen. The last thing the swim club needs is more drama. You only spend a couple more minutes in the shower before heading back to your locker to dry off. Meghan still hasn't finished, but a growl from your stomach reinforces that you don't really want to wait around for her. Rather than make a pit stop at your dorm, you're hungry enough that you decide on just bringing your swim stuff with you to the dining hall. [[Go get dinner->October 30th- Dinner]]\ <</replace>><</link>>\

<<Time 18>><<set $outfit to $lastOutfit>>\ "--freestyle caught me off guard. I've only really practiced breaststroke up until now," Lily says, still chatting your ear off until the hum of a running shower makes it impossible. You opt for a quick rinse, only giving your body a brief once-over to wash away the chlorine smell before you start to dry yourself off in the locker area. By the time you hear Lily exiting, you've already got your shirt and pants back on. "Oh good, you're still here!" she says. You smile and give her a brief wave before stuffing your swimsuit into your plastic bag. "Hey, so, I was wondering if you'd wanna practice some more later this week? You're great to be around, and I really think you could help push me to improve more. What do you say?" As always, she has a big grin on her face. Obviously it wouldn't hurt to get some more practice in... but you aren't sure if you want to do it with //her//. It's hard to deny how tiring Lily has been today, even if she means well. While you're thinking it over, a growl from your stomach reminds you that you still need to get dinner at some point tonight... \ <<link "Agree">><<replace "#choice">><<set $swim2Lily to true>>\ "Sure, that sounds fun!" you say, brushing the thought aside as you smile back at her. "What time were you thinking?" "Awesooooome!" She cheers. "Does Saturday morning work? I think a lot of people like to practice around then, so it'd be more than just us. The more the merrier, right?" "Sounds good! I'll see you then," you say, getting up to leave. Your stomach is really letting you hear it now, so you decide on just bringing your swim stuff with you to the dining hall. "Can't wait!" she replies on your way to the exit. [[Go get dinner->October 30th- Dinner]]\ <</replace>><</link>> <<link "Decline">><<replace "#choice">>\ "What time were you thinking?" you ask. "I'm pretty flexible, but I was thinking Saturday morning? I think a lot of people like to practice around then, so it'd be more than just us. The more the merrier, right?" "Ah sorry, normally I would, but I have plans on Saturday already. Hope you have fun though!" you say, getting up to leave. Your stomach is really letting you hear it now, so you decide on just bringing your swim stuff with you to the dining hall. "Aw no worries!" she replies on your way to the exit. "See ya next week! Stay safe!" [[Go get dinner->October 30th- Dinner]]\ <</replace>><</link>> [[Try to eat her->Eaten By Lily]]\

<<Time 18>><<set $outfit to $lastOutfit>>\ "Sure, that sounds like a good idea. I guess we aren't getting much pool time during the actual club," you respond, pushing your dinner plans aside for now. Your stomach lets out a groan of disapproval. "Sweet! I'm looking forward to it," she says, smiling wide. You both go back and sit with the rest of the group, chatting about the races as they happen. Due to the random pairings however, most of them aren't close enough to be all that interesting, the one exception being when Miranda and Alesha get called up. They end up being evenly matched for most of the race, but Alesha slowly forms a lead in the second half that she never gives up. To your surprise, the captains actually look pleased with both of their performances. Another thirty minutes or so pass until the last duo gets called: Meghan and Sarah. It's not a very interesting watch--if anything, Maya is the one keeping you engaged. She's very knowledgeable about swimming, able to point out what's holding some of the club members back during the races and where others excel. Eventually, the match ends with Meghan winning by a pretty sizable margin and Alesha giving her girlfriend a kiss for a good effort. After a debrief to wrap up club for the day, everyone except you, Maya, and the captains starts to filter out toward the locker room. "Hey you two! Coming to get changed or what?" Miranda asks, checking in when she sees you both staying put. "Actually, we were planning to stay and practice a bit more," you say. "Yeah! It feels like we didn't get to swim much today, y'know?" Maya adds. "Haha, well I admire your dedication," Miranda says. "I'll probably be here on the weekend if either of you decide to get some more work in. See you later, stay safe!" "Bye! You too!" Maya replies, waving goodbye as Miranda heads for the exit. "And then there were two," you say. "Yep, haha," Maya replies. "Well, actually I guess there's five of us, but they probably won't stay for too long," she adds, gesturing at the captains and Professor Steria. "Ah, fair enough. If anything it'll probably win us some brownie points if they actually see us practicing," you say, getting another laugh out of her. After walking to the pool's edge, Maya asks you to dive in first so she can check out your form, which you promptly oblige. Despite not towelling at all, the fact that you were the very first person to race during the club period means you'd mostly air dried, and it takes a moment for your body to adjust to the pool temperature again. When you resurface, you can see Maya standing at the edge with a smile. "Nice! You had a really great extension there. That's a bit of a weakness for shorter people like me," she says. "Really? That does make sense, but I never thought it would make a real difference," you reply, glancing over at the captains from inside the pool. Your eyes end up meeting Calina's, but she gives you a simple nod of approval before heading for the exit along with her sister and Professor Steria "Yeah, it's part of why the captains are so good at what they do. Not the only reason obviously, but it definitely helps." Maya dives into the pool next, and the two of you proceed to give each other tips in different areas. She's very good at flip-turns, even going as far as to give you a much more thorough lesson than Marie did earlier. In return, you do your best to give her some pointers on how to do an effective freestyle stroke. "Basically I just try to move my arms in a semicircle. Not too small, but not too big either. It's kinda hard to explain just using words," you say, deciding to just demonstrate what you mean. Like you did during your race, you start kicking while your arms alternate moving forward in a pseudo-crawling motion. You go for about half the pool's length before stopping. "Did that make any sense?" "Yeah, definitely! I think I get it now--your arm movement is pretty much perfect. Not too wide, but not too small, just like you said," Maya says. "You have a lot of talent for swimming, $name!" "Aww, thanks," you say, blushing a bit. "That means a lot coming from you," "Likewise. To be honest though, I feel like I'm at a plateau right now," she says. "What do you mean?" Maya sighs. "Basically, I don't feel like I'm improving at all anymore. Like, I can put in the work to be good, but I just don't have the physical traits to be one of the //best//," "Ah... I think I understand now," you reply. "Yeah. I mean, I do have some things going for me. My hands are pretty big for my size, which is an advantage," she says, holding them up out of the water for emphasis. "But my legs are short, and I don't have the wingspan to make up for it." You nod. "Well, there's that old saying, right? Hard work beats talent when talent doesn't work hard?" "Of course, you're right. But what about when talent //does// work hard?" she asks. "Cali and Marie practice almost every day, and they have perfect bodies for this. I'll probably never be as good as they are. It's just science, unfortunately." \ <<link "You shouldn't give up">><<replace "#choice">>\ "You can't give up yet though! You're only a sophomore, right? That means you still have just about three more years to make a name for yourself," you start to say. "There's more ways to do that than just winning a medal, too. I could easily picture you as the new swim captain after Cali and Marie graduate." "Haha, maybe," Maya replies, smiling slightly. "That's kinda hard to believe right now, but I guess a lot can change in two years." "Totally! I mean, who else would it be?" you respond. "Actually now that I think about it, if you don't step up, Joan might win the captaincy by default. I'd probably join a different club if that happened." "Oh my god, that would suck! I feel more motivated than ever now," she says, laughing.\ <</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</link>> <<link "You should focus on having fun">><<replace "#choice">>\ "Honestly, I think prioritizing your results is a harsh way to go about things. Sure it's cool that we get a chance to compete in this club, but the main appeal to me is that it's fun. I love swimming, and I have a pretty good feeling you do as well," you say, smiling. "...you're right. Thanks, $name. I really needed to hear that," Maya replies with a smile of her own.\ <</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</link>>\ You both hang out in the pool for a while longer, going back and forth between actual practice and just plain chatting. You can only go so long before your stomach butts in though, demanding that it be filled with food as hunger pangs start to set in. Since the dining hall closes early tonight, you let Maya know how you're feeling and both decide to call it a day. Once inside, you head back to your lockers to take off your swimsuits before moving to the communal showers. The hot water feels wonderful the moment it starts rinsing through your hair, and your hands quickly get to work on washing the scent of chlorine off your body. It's quite therapeutic, at least until your stomach growls again, this time loud enough for you to hear it over the running water. You place a hand on your bare stomach... then slowly look over your shoulder, taking in the sight of Maya underneath one of the opposite showerheads. Her back is facing you, the girl humming a song as the water pours over her nude frame. If anyone tried to sneak up on her, it's very unlikely she would notice. \ <<link "Try to eat her">> <<set $pacifist to false>> <<set _checkType to "oral">> <<set _baseline to 8>> <<set _modifier to 5>> <<include "voreCheck">> <<if _swallow>> <<goto [[Eat Maya]]>> <<else>> <<set $stamina -= 4>> <<replace "#eat">>\ The longer you stare at her, the more you feel like this is an opportunity you can't pass up. Your mouth curls into a grin as you begin taking small steps towards Maya, leaving the shower on to mask the sound of your approach. The way she keeps running her hands through her hair in the same pattern gives the impression that she's pretty zoned out, and you try to take advantage by grabbing her forearms. Unfortunately, she bends down right at that moment, which leads to one of your hands grabbing her shoulder while the other misses entirely. The contact makes her flinch so hard that she almost slips. @@color:orange;Your strength fails you.@@ "$name!? God, you scared the crap out of me!" she says, taking a moment to turn off the shower before she continues. You can't help but notice there's a wary look in her eyes. "Is everything alright?" "Uh... yeah! Just wanted to let you know I'm leaving now, but I'll be at the dining hall if you want to meet up again!" you respond with a nervous smile, not wanting to push your luck any further with someone above your grade. "...Sure. Maybe I'll swing by if there's still time," she says with a curt nod. You quickly head back out to your locker and dry off, your heart still thumping while she gets back to showering. All things considered, that could've ended much worse. Once dressed, you head back out into the hallway, feeling more than content to grab yourself some regular dinner. [[Go get dinner->October 30th- Dinner]]\ <</replace>> <</if>> <</link>> <<link "Restrain yourself">><<replace "#eat">>\ You quickly shake off the thought, however. She's been nothing but nice since you met, so you're certain you can wait a bit longer to fill your stomach. With that in mind, you only spend a few minutes rinsing in the shower before drying yourself off by your locker. You contemplate on whether or not you should wait for Maya, but are ultimately spared from making a decision when the other shower shuts off while you're still getting dressed. "Hey Maya, normally I'd wait so we can go together, but I'm seriously starving. Is it cool if we just meet up at the dining hall?" you ask as soon as she comes back into sight. "Oh yeah, sure! I'll catch up in a bit!" she responds with a smile. "Great, see you there!" you say before heading back out into the hallway. [[Go get dinner->October 30th- Dinner]]\ <</replace>><</link>>\ \

<<Time 20.25>>\ "Alright, so what's this plan of yours, Penny?" you ask. "I bet she wants to serve herself to Izumi, that'll definitely get us some big points," Cherry says with a smirk. "I guess we'd need someone for Kira too since they're both judging. You willing to take one for the team, Carol?" Carol just rolls her eyes. "Eheh, as fun as that would be, no. Izumi is my target though!" Penny says, a faint blush on her cheeks. She glances over at the other team and leans in to speak at more of a whisper. "I happen to know that pancakes are one of her all time favorite foods, so that's a no-brainer choice for our main dish. She's also //definitely// still going to judge based on 'quantity' no matter what Kira said, so I'm ready to cook up a whole lot of pancakes for her portion." "Perfect! How about we make them maple flavored for the fall theme?" Carol says. "And I think Kira will be looking for more creativity than //just// pancakes... I know how to make homemade whipped cream, I could make some with maybe a cinnamon flavor to use as frosting to elevate the pancakes?" "That sounds delicious..." you say. "That'll be great, good thinking!" Penny says. "I've already got dessert covered too, something delicious that's perfect for this that no one else is gonna think of. So all we need are the sides!" "I've got an idea for one! Kira's going to be looking for something bold and refined, choices that will really surprise her, so... I think we should make one of our sides a drink!" Carol says. "Specifically: apple cider hot chocolate! It's something my dad's been making since I was a kid, super good but I've never really heard of it anywhere else so its gotta be unique, and it's a perfect fit for the fall theme." "Ooo, that does definitely sound like a Kira thing," Penny replies. "Well, if we're all being so //serious// about this, I guess I can pitch in, as the best chef here," Cherry says, smirking. "We'll round things off with some scones--cranberry-cherry scones, specifically." Penny and Carol glance at each other. "No, I don't trust you not to be up to something if it involves cherries," Carol says. "I've gotta veto too, we don't want to overload on 'sweet bread' sort of stuff or it'll all feel too samey," Penny says. "We're already doing pancakes, and the dessert I have planned is a kind of french toast." Cherry's expression goes flat. She crosses her arms and leans back in her chair with a sigh. "Fine, fine, you guys don't really deserve my talents anyway." An awkward silence lingers in the air, Carol and Cherry staring each other down. "Uh, how about we just do scrambled eggs for the other side?" you chime in to break the tension. "Something savory to go with the sweet stuff, and something Cherry can't help with so Carol doesn't have to worry."<<if $cherryRel > 2>> You shoot Cherry an apologetic look.<</if>> "Sure, that works well enough," Penny says. Carol and Cherry both shrug. "That's not a no at least, let's get to work!" [[Get Cooking->Cooking Club 2- Cherry: Cooking]]

<<Time 20.25>>\ "Alright fuckers, let's do this thing," Rachel says, slamming her hands on the table. She grins. "I'm locking in one of our sides now: Bacon. Goes with everything and I'm a pro at it, I'll throw on a maple glaze for the fall theme and we're golden. What else we thinking?" "It is a breakfast staple, I suppose it's a smart choice," Trisha says with a small nod. "We should pair it with something more refined. I suggest crepes! I was the only one other than Penny that did well with them." "Nah, gotta veto there, at least for the main event. Remember, //Izumi// is one of our two judges," Rachel says. "Crepes aren't very filling, that'll lose us points with her for sure." "Fine, go ahead and squander my talents then," Trisha huffs, crossing her arms with a haughty look. "Kira said we weren't being judged on 'quantity'." "Yeah, //Kira// said that," you say with a laugh. "I trust her to be impartial. Izumi not so much. She's definitely gonna go mostly off of how satisfying it was regardless of what the real categories are." The four of you throw out some ideas, trying to come up with something everyone can agree on. Things are quickly narrowed down to three possibilities. \ <<link "Pumpkin Spice French Toast">><<replace "#choice">><<set $TEMPCookingScore to [3, 3, 1]>><<set $TEMPCookingChoice[0] to 1>>\ "I think pumpkin spice french toast is the best idea we've come up with," you say. "Definitely hits the fall theme and I think it'll get us some points for creativity too." "Bet, that's the one that made me the hungriest," Rachel says with a laugh. "You two both good with that?" Trisha and Mia both nod in agreement.<</replace>><<toggleclass "#next" "hide">><</link>> <<link "Omelette">><<replace "#choice">><<set $TEMPCookingScore to [1, 1, 3]>><<set $TEMPCookingChoice[0] to 2>>\ "If we're definitely doing bacon, I think eggs are a must," you say. "Let's go with an omelette. Might not be super fall themed, but I bet we can make it taste good enough to make up for that." "Mmm, best to stick with what we know pairs well," Trisha says. "And we can take advantage of the other team's handicap if we make eggs our main focus." Rachel and Mia both nod in agreement.<</replace>><<toggleclass "#next" "hide">><</link>> <<link "Maple Waffles">><<replace "#choice">><<set $TEMPCookingScore to [2, 2, 2]>><<set $TEMPCookingChoice[0] to 3>>\ "My vote is for the maple waffles," you say. "That hits on the fall theme, and there's no question those flavors are a good combo." "True! And we'll have a nice consistent theme going with the maple bacon," Mia says. "That'll probably earn us some points for the cohesion category." Trisha and Rachel both nod in agreement.<</replace>><<toggleclass "#next" "hide">><</link>> <<link "Suggest you focus on Izumi and make something you can cook a ton of">><<replace "#choice">><<set $TEMPCookingScore to [1, 1, 5]>><<set $TEMPCookingChoice[0] to 4>><<set $cookingBreakfastBattle to 2>>\ "Honestly? I think we should just focus on something we can quickly make a //ton// of," you say. "Half our score is coming from Izumi, and you know she's gonna give bonus points if we give her a real feast regardless of what Kira said. And as long as it's halfway decent at hitting the real categories, we should still do fine on Kira's end of things." "Good thinking, honestly," Rachel says with a laugh. "We're gonna need something easy to make //and// eat quickly then. Got anything specific in mind?" "Oh, I got it! Breakfast tacos!" Mia says. "Me and Tia used to make them all the time. They should have tortillas in the kitchen, you're already making bacon, all we really need to do is whip up a ton of scrambled eggs! If we get a little assembly line going I bet we can really pile them up." "Yes, that's a great idea!" Rachel says. "What about our other side, though?" "Right... um, do you think they have yogurt? I know how to make homemade granola, a parfait would be easy to make a huge serving of," Mia replies. "I could make it apple cinnamon for the fall theme?" "Perfect, you're killing it tonight Mia!" Rachel says. "Aw, thanks..." Mia says, blushing a little. "Hmmph. Well, if you're all going to appease the glutton anyway, I'm making crepes," Trisha says, crossing her arms. "//Someone// needs to bring some real flavor to this mess if we want a hope at pleasing both judges." "Make that //as many crepes as you can possibly pump out// and we've got a deal, princess," Rachel says with a laugh. Trisha scoffs, but gives a slight nod of approval. "Alright then, Operation Overstuff is a go!" Rachel says, jumping to her feet. She takes off her sweatshirt and ties it around her waist, revealing a thin white spaghetti strap top underneath, then pulls her hair back into a ponytail. Grinning, she strikes a dramatic pose with a hand on her hip. "Let's get in there, team! Momma needs that five star meal." [[Get ready to cook->Cooking Club 2- Rachel: Cooking]]<</replace>><</link>> "Alright, so now we need another side dish and something for dessert," Rachel says. "Any ideas?" "Oh, how about home fries?" Mia chimes in with an excited smile. "That was always one of Tia's favorites, and I still know the recipe by heart! I think they're super underrated as a breakfast food." "Hard to go wrong with fried potatoes! Your sister had some good taste," Rachel replies. "I think that's a great call, it's not something we covered in club either so I bet that'll help us stand out from the other team." You and Trisha are both agreeable, moving right on to pitching dessert ideas. \ <<link "Berry Crepes">><<replace "#choice2">><<set $TEMPCookingScore[0] += 1>><<set $TEMPCookingScore[1] += 3>><<set $TEMPCookingScore[2] += 2>><<set $TEMPCookingChoice[1] to 1>>\ "You said you were good at making crepes, right?" you say to Trisha. "How about we do those for a dessert? You could go all out on making them really sugary and indulgent." "Mmm, finally someone's got some sense," she replies with a smug grin. "There's a recipe for mixed berry crepes that I've absolutely mastered, it'll blow them away." "Perfect, sounds like we've got our plan then," Rachel says, jumping to her feet. She takes off her sweatshirt and ties it around her waist, revealing a thin white spaghetti strap top underneath, then pulls her hair back into a ponytail. Grinning, she strikes a dramatic pose with a hand on her hip. "Let's get in there, team! Momma needs that five star meal." [[Get ready to cook->Cooking Club 2- Rachel: Cooking]]<</replace>><</link>> <<link "Cinnamon Sugar Doughnuts">><<replace "#choice2">><<set $TEMPCookingScore[0] += 2>><<set $TEMPCookingScore[1] += 1>><<set $TEMPCookingScore[2] += 3>><<set $TEMPCookingChoice[1] to 2>>\ "How about we just make some doughnuts? I think that straddles the line of breakfast and dessert well," you say. "We could powder them with cinnamon sugar, that's fall-ish, right?" "Seems a little basic, but I don't really have any other ideas," Mia says with a small laugh. "...does anyone know how to make doughnuts?" "I can handle them," Trisha chimes in, her attention turned to her phone. "I already found a promising recipe." "Perfect, sounds like we've got our plan then," Rachel says, jumping to her feet. She takes off her sweatshirt and ties it around her waist, revealing a thin white spaghetti strap top underneath, then pulls her hair back into a ponytail. Grinning, she strikes a dramatic pose with a hand on her hip. "Let's get in there, team! Momma needs that five star meal." [[Get ready to cook->Cooking Club 2- Rachel: Cooking]]<</replace>><</link>> <<link "Apple Crisp">><<replace "#choice2">><<set $TEMPCookingScore[0] += 3>><<set $TEMPCookingScore[1] += 2>><<set $TEMPCookingScore[2] += 1>><<set $TEMPCookingChoice[1] to 3>>\ "How about apple crisp? That's the most fall-themed dessert I can think of," you say. "Ooo, that's a great idea!" Mia says. "I haven't had apple crisp in ages." "I can handle making that," Trisha chimes in, her attention turned to her phone. "I already found a promising recipe." "Perfect, sounds like we've got our plan then," Rachel says, jumping to her feet. She takes off her sweatshirt and ties it around her waist, revealing a thin white spaghetti strap top underneath, then pulls her hair back into a ponytail. Grinning, she strikes a dramatic pose with a hand on her hip. "Let's get in there, team! Momma needs that five star meal." [[Get ready to cook->Cooking Club 2- Rachel: Cooking]]<</replace>><</link>>

<<set $eatenByLily to true>><<set $predName to "Lily">><<set $predSS to 48>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "Lily_PreyStruggle">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "Lily(TEXT)">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "Lily_Actions">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Eaten By Lily- Escape">>\ <<set _healthCrush to false>><<set _firstBrace to false>><<set _firstAggressive to false>>\ "What time were you thinking?" you ask. "I'm pretty flexible, but I was thinking Saturday morning? I think a lot of people like to practice around then, so it'd be more than just us. The more the merrier, right?" "I'll have to think about it then. I might have something else going on Saturday, but I can try to make time," you say, keeping up a guise of being friendly. "Cool, no worries! You can let me know anytime--or better yet, just show up since I'll be there regardless," she replies, briefly turning her attention away from you as she goes to open her locker. You figure it's as good a time as any for you to strike. As soon as Lily reaches inside for her clothes, you step behind her and grab just below her shoulders in one quick motion, squeezing extra tight to keep her from wriggling free. "$name? Why are you–//MMMF!//" Lily shouts, her question answered once your mouth encompasses her head. A wet swallow drags it down into your throat shortly after. Coming to terms with the peril she's in, Lily starts using her lower half to try and break free. Her first idea is to try and stomp on your feet, which is ineffective since you have shoes on and she doesn't. Once that fails, she forces her body weight back into you, which does throw you a little off-balance thanks to her extra height. You take a few steps backward to try and compensate… which unfortunately leads you right into a wet part of the tile floor. Your eyes go wide as your foot slides out from under you. A split-second later your back crashes into the ground, and Lily comes right down with you, her weight crashing on top of you in a way that leaves you winded. While you spend a few moments recovering, Lily has ample time to pull her head out of your mouth and scramble away. "What the heck, $name!? That was totally uncalled for!" Lily says, her voice full of fervor. "<<if $swim2Passed is 0>>Are you really //that// much of a sore loser?!<<else>>I thought we were good friends!<</if>>" "...could you just shut up for one second?" you groan, slowly getting up to your knees after your fall. "I need dinner, <<if $karma < 0>>and it's not like you're ever making it to the meet anyway. The captains wouldn't even care if you stopped showing up.<<else>>and you're by far the most appealing option right now.<</if>>" "Seriously!?" Lily responds. You plant your hands on the ground to help yourself up right before she continues. "You know what? Fine! I'm not going without a fight!" Before you can assess what she means by that, Lily lunges forward and grabs your outstretched arms by the wrists. By the time you register that the tables have just turned, you've already been dragged down to your elbows by her constricting throat. "Damn it Lily, get off!" you shout. Unfortunately, her kind spirit doesn't win out this time, the taller girl gulping down to your shoulders as a response. You grimace when her mouth completely engulfs your head, followed by your neck, shoulders and chest in short order. Evidently, she's quite good at this. Her hands grab your hips to lift you up off the wet floor just before your butt sinks into the humid confines of her body, clothes and all. If you were going to get swallowed, you at least wish it could've happened //before// getting dressed. Instead, all you can do is feebly kick your legs, as if you were still swimming. Lily has no trouble devouring them, though she does make sure to pop your shoes off before her lips seal around your wiggling feet. "*//BWOOOUUUUuuurrrrp!//* Whew! That was wild!" Lily says as soon as you finish plummeting the rest of the way into her slick, oppressively tight stomach. You can feel her arms wrap around you as she squeezes the massive swell of her belly. "You totally deserve this by the way. What the heck is your problem?" "You, obviously! You haven't shut up since the second I walked in!" you respond, kicking out at your elastic surroundings. You can't see a thing, only having a slight bearing of which direction is up based on where her voice is coming from. "Then why didn't you say something!? I know I talk a lot--I wouldn't have been upset if you just asked me to chill!" she says, giving your body a frustrated squeeze. "Ugh, whatever. You're bad news, so don't expect me to go easy on you!"<<set $sceneAttack to 0>><<set $sceneDefense to 0>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "preyOptions">></div>

<<if ($health <= 0) or ($stamina <= 0)>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $predAction != "crush">> <<if $stamina < 0>> Your arms start to tremble and shake, barely even making a dent in the stomach walls anymore when you try to push out. They drop to your sides like lead and you find it difficult just to lift them again. Your legs have given out on you as well--your energy is completely spent. <<else>> It's no use--the boiling and churning of her gut has worn down all your strength. Despite your best efforts, you succumb to the shifting walls. Your body goes numb as the acids eat away at your skin, and it's starting to become hard to focus. <</if>> <</if>> <<if ($stamina <= 0) and ($turn < 6)>>Though your brain is still urging you to fight, the harsh reality is all your physical activity today has left you absolutely drained. Your legs are stiff and sore, and your arms are uncomfortably trapped next to your thighs. Since you don't have the strength to lift them, you settle for using your elbows to jab at your predator's insides as a final bid at freedom. All it earns you is a satisfied gurgle rumbling through the stomach walls. Lily lets out a low whistle. "Sounds pretty rough in there, huh $name?" she says, giving your head a teasing poke. "Usually people that simmer for this long don't make it back out. Anything you'd like to say about that?" You don't bother to respond, both because your mind is starting to fog up from the lack of clean air, and you don't want to give her the satisfaction. Soon enough, your aching legs are fully submerged in the rising pool of stomach acid, going completely numb shortly after. As the fumes from your caustic bath sap the last bits of your consciousness, the one thing you //can// feel is Lily's hand giving your head a satisfied rub, leaving you to wonder what could've been if you weren't so clumsy. "Well I guess that's that," she says, feeling your body slowly start to melt away beneath her touch. "It's too bad, $name. I used to think you were really cool, but in the end..." she continues, trailing off with a sigh. "...you were really delicious.~" she finishes, giggling at her own joke. She sits there in the locker room for some time, enjoying the bliss of a well-earned meal until the chatter of two other girls brings her back to the present.<<elseif $stamina <= 0>>Though your brain is still urging you to fight, the harsh reality is all your physical activity today has left you absolutely drained. Your legs are stiff and sore, and your arms are uncomfortably trapped next to your thighs. Since you don't have the strength to lift them, you settle for using your elbows to jab at your predator's insides in a final bid at freedom. All it earns you is a satisfied gurgle rumbling through the stomach walls. While the noise from her gut is deafening, you can still just barely hear Lily humming in satisfaction above you. "Well I guess that's that," she says, giving your head a gentle rub. "It's too bad. I used to think you were really cool, but in the end..." she trails off with a sigh. "...you were really delicious.~" she finishes, giggling at her own joke. She sits there in the locker room for a short while, enjoying the bliss of a meal well-earned until the chatter of two other girls brings her back to reality.<<elseif $predAction is "crush">>Unfortunately, the overwhelming power of Lily's efforts is too much to fight back against. With a pained groan, you retract your limbs into a fetal position, powerless to do anything other than wait for her to let up. As the tide of stomach acid gradually rises above your head, you're kept waiting all the way until your consciousness fades to black, leaving your softening frame at the mercy of your predator's strength. "*//BUUUUURRRRRRBPPP!//* Mmm..." Lily moans. She lets out a drunken sigh, letting herself go limp atop her smooth, motionless belly. The predatory girl lays there for some time, soaking in the afterglow of a meal well-earned until the chatter of two other girls brings her back to reality.<<else>>Despite all your efforts, Lily's stomach is starting to overwhelm your senses. Constant groans and bubbling make it hard to think clearly, and the oppressive fumes from her stomach acid have you feeling lightheaded. Every minute spent inside her boiling gut feels like hours, and before long you lose track of time entirely. Lacking the strength to lift your arms at this point, you settle for using your elbows to jab at your predator's insides for a final bid at freedom. All it earns you is a satisfied gurgle rumbling through the stomach walls. The noise from her gut is deafening at this point, but you can still just barely hear Lily humming in satisfaction. "Well I guess that's that," she says, giving your head a gentle rub. "I'm still kinda stunned. I used to think you were really cool, but in the end..." she trails off with a sigh. "...you were really delicious.~" she finishes, giggling at her own joke. She sits there in the locker room for some time, enjoying the bliss of a well-earned meal until the chatter of two other girls brings her back to the present.<</if>> "Are you sure about this, babe? We could always just use the shower in one of our dorms," the first girl says. "Of course I'm sure! Besides, Kris would get super annoyed if she finds out, and she's scary good at eating people," the other replies. "Yeah you're right, I wouldn't want to risk that. Plus I don't think Eve would react much better." Their conversation continues while they get changed, then head to the back of the room where the showers are. Upon turning around the final row of lockers, they unavoidably come face to face with Lily and her still-bloated gut. "Oh, hey you two! How's it hangin'?" Lily asks. Alesha lets out a little yelp of surprise and jumps back, startled. Sarah giggles before speaking up. "Aww, relax Ali! We're all naked here," she says. "Also hi Lily! What are you still doing here?" "Chilling, relaxing, you know how it is. Had to take care of some business before I leave for the day!" she says, grabbing a handful of her bare belly. A wet squelching sound resonates from within. "Oh yeah, I guess we didn't see you out there again after your race," Alesha says. "Speaking of, is that... $name?" "Sure was! It's unfortunate, but she didn't give me much of a choice," Lily answers. "<<if $freshCoupleRel > 1>>Aww what? She was awesome though!" Sarah says, pouting at her. "Lily, how could you?" "Like I said, she didn't give me a choice! All I did was ask her if she wanted to hang out, and she tried eating me for it! Can you believe that?" "Huh. I guess it's hard to argue with that..." Alesha says. "I guess..." Sarah says, still upset. It looks like she's thinking about something, then a few seconds later her demeanor perks right back up. "Oh well! Sounds like she had it coming. By the way, there's something I need to ask you about, Lily. Y'know, club stuff," she continues, giving Lily an exaggerated wink. "I'll text you later, ‘kay?"<<elseif $freshCoupleRel > -1>>What do you mean?" Alesha asks. "Oh, it was nuts! All I did was ask her if she wanted to hang out, and she tried eating me for it! Can you believe that?" "No way! What a jerk," Alesha says. "Yeah, I'm happy you won Lily! Losing you would've been waaay more sucky!" Sarah adds, her eyes fixated on Lily's noisy stomach. It looks like she's thinking about something. "By the way, there's something I need to ask you about. Y'know, club stuff," she continues, giving Lily an exaggerated wink. "I'll text you later, ‘kay?"<<else>>Really? That's not unfortunate at all! She sucked!" Sarah says. "I know right? All I did was ask if she wanted to hang out, and she tried eating me for it! Can you believe that?" "No way, what a bitch!" Alesha replies. "Yeah, I'm happy you won Lily! Losing you would've been waaay more sucky!" Sarah adds, her eyes fixated on Lily's noisy stomach. It looks like she's thinking about something. "By the way, there's something I need to ask you about. Y'know, club stuff," she continues, giving Lily an exaggerated wink. "I'll text you later, ‘kay?"<</if>> "Uh, sure! Hit me up anytime!" she says. "Yay! See ya around,~" Sarah says before heading into the showers, holding her girlfriend by the arm to bring her along. "Bye Lily! Have a nice night!" Alesha says. "Later!" Lily responds. A loud yawn follows, the girl's arms stretching up toward the ceiling before they fall back down onto her stomach. Though it's still about the same size as when you initially expired, the bloated mass is already much less solid. Lily has little trouble squeezing back into her regular clothes, the hem of her orange shirt reaching just past her belly button while the bottom half of her gut remains exposed. It's only a short walk back to her dorm at least, what's left of you bouncing around while she hums a happy tune on her way out. <<include "Life Lost">> <</append>> <<else>> <<switch $acidStage>> <<case 1>> <<append "#digestion">> While the humiliation from having the tables turned on you is one thing, the literal sting from the acid building up around your legs creates an entirely new cause for concern. The sounds coming from inside her stomach are growing louder by the minute as the organ gears up to digest you like any other food.<<set $sceneAttack to 0>><<set $sceneDefense to 0>> @@color:yellow;Her stomach is starting to kick into gear, you need to get out!@@ <</append>> <<case 2>> <<append "#digestion">> Lily's stomach continues to grind against your body, the unpleasant scent of acid burning your nostrils now that your prison is over halfway filled with the searing fluid. You try using your elbows to hold your surroundings back, but slick walls only fight back with more resistance each time, forcing you back into a vulnerable fetal position. @@color:yellow;Her acids are rising, you won't survive much longer in here!@@ While you're planning your next move, you feel a pair of hands settling underneath you, followed by your surroundings being thrown into absolute disarray. Loud splashes and displeased groans overwhelm your senses as your predator shakes you around like an oversized smoothie. She lets out a low whistle afterward. "Sounds pretty rough in there, huh $name?" Lily says, giving your head a teasing poke. "Usually people that simmer for this long don't make it back out. Anything you'd like to say about that?"<<set $sceneAttack to 0>><<set $sceneDefense to 0>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <<replace "#special">> <<link "Swallow your pride and apologize">><<replace "#special">> You aren't exactly holding your breath for this to save you, but considering you're knee deep in acid right now it's at least worth a try. "Lily, I'm really sorry. You proved your point, now can you please let me out?" you say. "Wait, sorry, could you say that again? You were kinda muffled," she replies. You sigh, holding your arms out above your head to give yourself more room to breathe. "I'm really sorry, okay! I was having a shitty day, but I shouldn't have taken it out on you!" There's a brief pause before she responds. "You mean it?" "YES! I MEAN IT!" you shout<<if $joanSwim1Bully is 4>>, getting a sense of deja vu<</if>>. There's another pause that makes you curse yourself for being so gullible, but after a few more anxious seconds, you can feel her grab her stomach from below... [[Continue...->Eaten By Lily- Released]] <</replace>><</link>> <<link "Keep fighting">> <<append "#digestion">> "Yeah, leave me alone!" you shout back, giving her stomach walls passionate shove outward. Her smug tone is infuriating, and even if you did apologize there's no guarantee she'd let you out anyway. "Not giving in, huh? I respect it!" Lily says, going right back to shaking her stomach. "Good luck then!" <</append>>>> <<timed 0.1s>> <<append "#digestion">> <<set $predAction to "shake">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <</append>> <<replace "#sidebarDisplay">><<SidebarText>><</replace>> <<replace "#actionReminder">><<PreyActionReminder>><</replace>> <</timed>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <</link>> <</replace>> <</append>> <<case 3>> <<append "#digestion">> The sheer chaos inside Lily's stomach is almost more than you're able to handle. Each groan is loud enough to drown out your thoughts, and the tide of stomach acid has nearly risen above your head. It's hard to tell if your squirming is even having any effect, but at this point it's the only option you have left. <<set $sceneAttack to 0>><<set $sceneDefense to 0>> @@color:yellow;You're almost completely submerged in her stomach acid, you need to get out now!@@ <</append>> <</switch>> <</if>>

<<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "strong">> <<if !_firstAggressive>> <<append "#digestion">> Filled with rage, you lash out at the constricting stomach walls, putting all of your limbs to use by shoving and kicking in near blind fury. You're both still freshmen, so you're certain you can win just by overwhelming her. Lily's stomach lets out a rumbling groan, her insides shuddering around you. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<case "brace">> <<if !_firstBrace>> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $predAction is "squeeze">>You respond by extending your arms, pressing Lily's grinding stomach walls as far away as possible to give yourself more space. While it's effective at preserving your own well-being, it's frustrating that you aren't actually making progress toward escaping like this. "Give it a rest already! You're just wasting time!" you growl.<<elseif $predAction is "crush">>The sheer amount of force behind Lily's efforts causes you to gasp. It's difficult to breathe with your prison being squeezed this tight, but you won't go down so easily. Undeterred by the pain, you extend your arms and legs out as much as you can, locking them in place to keep the rest of your body safe from her assault.<<else>>Anticipating her to try and lock you down, you preemptively brace yourself by holding your arms and legs out a few inches in each direction.<</if>> <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<case "progress">> <<if $progress is 3>> <<append "#digestion">> After delivering a hard punch to her insides, you feel Lily's stomach walls wobble as the organ cries out in pain. Pressure begins to build right above your head, giving the impression that freedom is within reach. @@color:lime;Keep it up, she can't hold out much longer!@@ <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<default>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</switch>>

<<if $turn is 6>> <<elseif !_healthCrush and ($progress > 2)>> <<set _healthCrush to true>> <<set $predAction to "crush">> <<set _predActionIntensity to 2>> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "*//Hurk!//*" Lily grunts, her throat sounding strained as she stumbles down to her knees, causing your prison to bounce uncomfortably. "*//HuuUUUUURRRRRRP!//* Oh yeah... that's better," she says, letting out a satisfied sigh after relieving herself of all the built-up gas from your struggling. Another kick to her stomach walls reminds her that the job isn't finished, however, and she promptly wraps her arms tight around you. A second later, you gasp as a pulverizing pressure is applied to your body, Lily using her arms, body weight, and the smooth tile floor to crush you from all angles. <</append>> <<elseif $predAction is "crush">> <<set $predAction to "rest">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "//*BBBUUURRRRRRRP!*// Oh gosh... maybe that was //*Uuurrp!*// a bit much, haha..." Lily groans, the painful vice finally letting up around your frame. After taking a moment to collect yourself, you're pretty sure you can hear heavy breathing... <</append>> <<elseif !_firstBrace and ($lastAction is "brace")>> <<set _firstBrace to true>> <<append "#digestion">> After what feels like an eternity of holding out <<if ($predAction is "squeeze") or ($predAction is "crush")>>against her assault, Lily just laughs, the pressure around you mercifully letting up at long last. "Come on, you're never gonna win just playing defense! Fight back already!"<<else>>in preparation for her assault, Lily just laughs, giving her stomach a playful shake. "Haha, come on, what are you even doing?" she asks, slapping your back hard enough to make you flinch. "You're making this too easy on me!"<</if>> <</append>> <<set $predAction to "taunt">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<elseif !_firstAggressive and ($lastAction is "strong")>> <<set _firstAggressive to true>> <<set $predAction to "massage">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if $swim2Passed is 0>>"So where was all this //*urrp!*// effort earlier, huh? Maybe you should've tried harder to win out there instead of taking it out on me?" Lily snickers.<<else>>"Jeez, you've got a lot //*urrp!*// of energy still, huh?" Lily says.<</if>> She starts to run her hands along her stomach, her fingertips sinking into the taut skin in slow, meticulous fashion. The loud, encouraging groans quickly diminish into a low whimper, the battered organ purring in response to the aggressive massage. <</append>> <<else>> <<set _roll to random(1,20)>> <<if $progress > 1>> <<if _roll > 10>> <<set $predAction to "massage">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <<elseif _roll > 5>> <<set $predAction to "squeeze">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "distracted">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <</if>> <<else>> <<if _roll > 10>> <<set $predAction to "squeeze">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "distracted">> <<include "preyPredAction">> <</if>> <</if>> <</if>>

<<Time 18.5>>\ Encouraged by the latest groan your struggling just coaxed out of Lily, you start to go all out, thrashing around every which way inside her cramped stomach. It's not long before the organ starts to whine, and a few seconds later you're rewarded with her stomach walls collapsing in around your body to force it back up into her throat. Knowing she's beaten, Lily doesn't even try to swallow you back down, and in no time at all your head is poking out of her mouth, followed by the rest of your body as you're ejected back into the showers. "I can't believe you thought you could get away with that," you mutter, slowly turning to face her. She's on her knees just outside the entrance to the showers, clutching her midriff with both hands, but otherwise not looking any worse for wear. She's also still naked. "I mean, can you blame me? You literally tried to eat me first," Lily responds, laughing slightly before a loud cough overtakes it. "Yeah yeah, whatever," you scoff. It's tempting to try and capitalize on her weakened state, especially after a loud growl from your stomach reminds you of how hungry you are, but you just don't have the energy after swimming for an hour //and// escaping from Lily's gut. Besides, your outfit is <<if $turn < 3>>soaked with saliva and other fluids<<elseif $turn < 8>>littered with holes<<else>>practically destroyed<</if>> thanks to your stay inside her. At least she was thoughtful enough to let you out in the perfect spot to get cleaned up. "I just don't get it. I thought we were really getting along these first couple months?" Lily says. She's back to her feet now, but still a bit hunched over as she leans on the entryway. "Maybe from your perspective," you reply. "I mean, you're not a bad person obviously, but I don't think we're very compatible." Lily shrugs. "That's cool. I get that my energy rubs people the wrong way sometimes. I still wish you would've just told me that instead of trying to eat me, though." "Considering //I'm// the one who ended up in //your// stomach, how about we just call it even," you say with a sigh. "Heh, sure," she says, smiling a little. "Well, I should get going. See ya next week." You don't reply, instead turning your full attention to getting clean. After removing <<if $turn > 2>>what's left of your outfit, you turn on the stream of warm water and start to rinse yourself off. Since that was your only change of clothes, you decide that your only option is to leave wearing your swimsuit. Not ideal, but it's better than full-on streaking back to your dorm.<<else>>your dishevelled outfit, you turn on the stream of warm water and start to rinse away the smell of Lily's insides. Since that was your only change of clothes, you decide that your best option is to leave wearing your swimsuit. Not ideal, but you'd rather do that than put your dirty clothes back on and force yourself to take yet //another// shower when you get back to your dorm.<</if>> You end up staying for a while, doing your best to scrub away the scent of Lily's insides. Your lack of haste has the added effect of letting the water wash most of Lily's vomit down into the shower drains, and by the time you finish there's basically no signs left of the incident whatsoever. Lily seems to be long gone by the time you head back to your locker, so you simply pull out your swimsuit and climb back into it before making your way to the courtyard. Pushing open the door to leave the sports complex, you immediately feel a chill run through your body. Unlike in the afternoon, the now-twilight sky offers no reprieve from the elements, prompting you to jog back to your dorm in Karbo. Since you left your club earlier than normal, Emma isn't there to question why you're dressed in just your swimsuit and running shoes. Probably for the best. You quickly remove your damp swimsuit in favor of a warm sweater and thick sweatpants before heading back out to grab some dinner. <<include "playerPreyEscape">>[[Head to the dining hall->October 30th- Dinner]]<<done>><<set $outfit to "normal">><<set $outfitState to "normal">><</done>>

<<Time 18.5>>\ Just as you're preparing to be shaken around again, Lily's stomach walls collapse around your body, forcing your head back up into her esophagus. There's an awkward retching sound from above as you travel upward, making it apparent that she's doing all she can to force you out. Part of you is still in disbelief that actually worked, but there's no room left for doubt once your head passes through her lips, the light of the locker room forcing you to squint after being inside her stomach for that long. The moment your arms are freed, you hold them above your head to brace for impact with the tile floor--you quickly realize that she's letting you out in the shower. A few moments later, your lower half is ejected too, leaving you dishevelled on the wet locker room floor. Unfortunately, since you'd already gotten dressed beforehand, your only change of outside clothes is currently in tatters. "Oouugh… that sucked," Lily says, groaning. "Feels way worse than a lab when actual puke comes up." You turn and see her leaning against the entryway, clutching her stomach with one hand. She's also still naked. "Uh, sorry, I guess that's my fault. I mean I'm glad you let me out, but still," you say, taking care not to slip as you get back to your feet. "It's no biggie. I can tough out a tummy ache if it means not digesting a friend," she says, a slight smile showing through her obvious discomfort. "...I really appreciate it," you say, a little surprised. "Seriously, uh, sorry I lost my cool back there." "Don't worry about it. You said you were just having a bad day, I get it," she says, standing up a bit straighter. "Besides you were the first friend I made at club! Usually people who don't like me make it pretty clear off the bat." "Right…" you say, unsure how to respond to that. Looking at your surroundings, you're reminded that you still have other business to attend to. "Well, I definitely need another shower," you add with a slight laugh, picking off some of your tattered shirt sleeve for effect. "You definitely do!" Lily says with a laugh. "See you next week, $name! Or sooner!" You nod and wave goodbye before turning your full attention to getting clean. After peeling off what remains of your outfit, you turn on the stream of warm water and start to rinse away the smell of Lily's insides. Since that was your only change of clothes, you decide that your best option is to leave wearing your swimsuit. Not ideal, but it's better than full-on streaking back to your dorm. You end up taking quite a bit longer than you did on your first shower, using your hands to diligently scrub every inch of your body. Your lack of haste has the added effect of letting the water wash most of Lily's vomit down the drains, and by the time you've finished there's hardly any signs of someone being regurgitated. Heading back out to your locker, you pull out your swimsuit and put it back on before making your way back to the courtyard. Pushing open the door to leave the sports complex, you immediately feel a chill run through your body. Unlike in the afternoon, the now-twilight sky offers no reprieve from the elements, prompting you to jog back to your dorm in Karbo. Since you left your club earlier than normal, Emma isn't there to question why you're dressed in just your swimsuit and running shoes. Probably for the best. You quickly remove your damp swimsuit in favor of a warm sweater and thick sweatpants before heading back out to grab some dinner. <<include "playerPreyEscape">>[[Head to the dining hall->October 30th- Dinner]]<<done>><<set $outfit to "normal">><<set $outfitState to "normal">><</done>>

<<Time 20.5>>\ You all get up and hurry into the kitchen, eager to ensure you have access to all the supplies you'll need. The kitchen is bright and clean as usual, both the floors and walls lined with mostly-spotless white tiles, while everything else--from countertops to the ventilation overhead--is metallic silver. It was clearly designed with the foresight that some students would use their stomach capacity for more than just each other, spacious and overloaded with appliances. There are at least a dozen different ovens and stovetops, even most specialized equipment stocked in duplicate at minimum. For anyone in club to //not// have access to what they need at any given time would be a feat. <<if $TEMPCookingChoice[0] is 4>>\ "Alright, so I'm cooking up a mountain of bacon, Mia's making a gallon sized parfait, Trish is handling dessert..." Rachel says, already heading to the fridge. "$name, looks like you're on egg duty. Think you can handle that?" "No problem," you reply. "I'll get right to work scrambling every egg I can get my hands on." "Hell yeah, let's do this!"\ <<else>>\ "Alright, so I'm on bacon duty, Mia's got the home fries, Trish is handling dessert..." Rachel says, already heading to the fridge. "$name, you good for the main event? Want any help?" "I think I can handle it," you say with a nod. "Let's get to it!" "Hell yeah! We're gonna knock Kira's socks off!"\ <</if>> Everyone splits up to gather the ingredients they'll need. One of the tables near the entrance has a large supply of various fall-themed ingredients and spices layed out, but most things are still stocked in fridges and one of the two store rooms. Being fairly familiar with the space by now, you have no trouble finding what you need. As you lay out your supplies on an open counter and prep your workspace, you're a little startled by the roar of a blender spinning up already. You glance over to see Kira mixing up a smoothie, getting right to work obliging Izumi's transparent request. You have a feeling the sound of the blender is going to be a nonstop feature tonight. "Oh, you're using the oven?" you overhear Mia ask as she walks by with a basket of <<if $TEMPCookingChoice[0] is 4>>apples<<else>>potatoes<</if>>. "I thought bacon was usually pan fried." "Yeah, doing it stovetop is more fun and for sure looks hotter, but the oven's the way to go for something like this," Rachel replies. She's working on mixing up a maple glaze while the oven preheats. "Cooks more evenly, and it's //waaaay// faster to make a lot at once this way." "That makes sense! You're the expert for a reason, I guess," Mia replies with a small laugh. <<if $TEMPCookingChoice[0] is 4>>\ True to your promise to Rachel, you grabbed basically every carton of eggs you could find to bring to your workstation. You've never tried to make such a large serving before, deciding after a little thought that the best way to go would be to whisk all the eggs together first, then just keep cooking back to back batches until you run dry. Along the way, you also shred some cheese and chop up a few other mix-ins for when it comes time to assemble the tacos so you can have a bit of variety. Izumi might not particularly notice, but you are still trying to appease Kira here as well.\ <<else>>\ You get to work prepping the <<if $TEMPCookingChoice[0] is 2>>first batch of eggs, whisking a full dozen together in large bowl--you need to make enough for everyone by the end of this, after all. You mix in some simple seasoning and a splash of cream to keep things light and fluffy, then move on to prepping the other ingredients for the filling, shredding cheese and chopping veggies.<<else>>batter, setting up an electric mixer on the counter. You blend the dry ingredients together by hand<<if $TEMPCookingChoice[0] is 1>>--including a careful blend of cinnamon, ginger, nutmeg, cloves, and allspice for the all important pumpkin-spice flavor--<<else>>, <</if>>before starting in with the rest using the mixer.<<if $TEMPCookingChoice[0] is 3>> You made sure to secure plenty of maple syrup--it seemed like it was going fast.<</if>><</if>>\ <</if>> You're briefly distracted by a commotion on the other side of the room. Carol is chewing out Cherry, who's holding an empty jar with a smug grin. It looks like Penny is working on making pancakes, and whatever Carol was cooking to go alongside it did not ask for the excessive helping of cherries that just got poured in.<<if $TEMPCookingChoice[0] != 4>> "What do you think you're doing?" you hear Trisha scoff. "M-Making home fries?" Mia stammers in response. She's got a pan full of diced potatoes sizzling on the stove, sprinkling in some seasoning as she goes. "What's wrong?" "You're not even measuring anything! We're in a competition here, how can you be so careless?" "Oh! Well, I know the recipe pretty well, and these really aren't that precise," Mia replies. She plucks out one of the potatoes with a fork, blows on it, then takes a bite. She thinks for a moment before adding a pinch of salt and a dash of garlic powder. "I just feel it out as I go!" "Yeah, that's the spirit!" Rachel chimes in. She sets down a tray of bacon and steps back to wipe the sweat off her brow, grinning. "Cooking's all about the vibes! You gotta lighten up a little, Trish!" "Hmph! I suppose I'll have to make sure my dish is absolutely perfect if that's the attitude you're all using," Trisha says. "You're going to drag us down for sure..." "Hey, if putting a stick up your ass is part of your process, don't let me stop you," Rachel replies, chuckling. Trisha scoffs and storms off back to her station.<</if>> Right as you're finishing up your prep and getting ready to start cooking properly, you realize you forgot to grab a spatula, and can't find one in any of the nearby drawers. You head right over to Kira instead of wasting time looking on your own. "Hey, Kira, do you--" You cut yourself off and jump back a little in surprise as she whips her head around to face you. There's a fierce look in her eye and a splatter of red across her face. She smiles, but it's not as reassuring as she probably intended. "$name! Good timing, try this for me," she says, thrusting a spoonful of pink liquid into your face. You cautiously oblige and take a sip. Your eyes light up--it's an absolutely delicious strawberry smoothie, perfectly smooth and backed by sweet hints of other flavors you can't quite place. Glancing behind Kira, you can see a tray of over half a dozen pitchers filled with other smoothies. She's been quite busy. "That's incredible Kira! I don't know if I've ever had a better smoothie," you say. "Mmh, thanks, but you're wrong. It's still missing something..." she replies, having taken a sip herself. "I wish the kitchen had more exotic fruits stocked... maybe some citrus could add a bit of complexity..?" "Uh, anyway, do you know where I can find a spatula?" She points you in the right direction before getting right back to work mixing up the next batch of her smoothie. Spatula in tow, you return to your work station to get cooking. <<if $TEMPCookingChoice[0] is 4>>\ You pour the first batch of eggs into the pan, quickly getting to work scrambling them up into fluffy curds. As soon as they look done, you dump them into a large bowl, then pour another batch into the pan right away, carrying on until you have so much that you could probably feed the whole school if everyone ate reasonable portions. Right on cue, Rachel comes over to your station with an entire pig's worth of bacon, some already chopped up and ready to be mixed into the tacos. "Damn, you weren't kidding, $name, nice work! This should keep her busy for about ten minutes," Rachel says with a laugh. "Think we're ready for phase two of Operation Overstuff. We just need..." "Ready to go!" Mia says, hurrying over to you. "Parfaits are all set! I made a bunch of normal sized ones for us later, and then there's a huge one for Izumi in what I'm pretty sure is the cover for a cake holder, but the top was flat enough to use as a bowl and the glass looked nice." "Perfect! And Trish..." Rachel says, glancing over across the way. Trisha is laser focused on her crepes, a cold, determined look on her face as she works at the stove with machine-like efficiency. "...is in the zone, so it's just us. That should be fine, let's get to work!" The three of you quickly form into a rough assembly line: You fill tortillas with a serving of scrambled eggs, then alternate handing them off to Mia and Rachel to be filled with cheese and various other fillings. Your tray of finished tacos quickly starts to pile up, well into the double digits before you're even halfway through with the eggs you prepared.\ <<else>>\ <<if $TEMPCookingChoice[0] is 1>>You coat a few thick slices of bread in your batter, then toss them onto the griddle. A satisfying sizzling and the scent of pumpkin spice fills the air. Paying careful attention, you flip them over right as they start to turn a perfect golden brown. The first batch ends up a bit soggy, but you're confident you'll have it nailed by the time you get to the batch for the judges.<<elseif $TEMPCookingChoice[0] is 2>>You get to work on your first omelette, pouring some of the egg mixture into the pan and immediately tending to the curds as it starts to cook. You do your best, but it ends up a little overcooked, and your folding was far from clean after adding the filling. That was to be expected--you refine your technique a little with each attempt, intending to serve the judges the last two as the best and freshest of the batch.<<else>>You pour your batter into the waffle iron, overdoing it a little and making a slight mess around the edges on this first attempt. After a few minutes, you pop out four thick, square-cut waffles to transfer to a plate. The first batch seems a little overdone, but you're certain you'll get the timing right by the end.<</if>> While you cook, you glance over to see what the other team is up to. You're treated to the sight of a frustrated Haley boxing out Cherry and... drinking a jar of cherries. A few other empty jars on the table nearby tells you this isn't the first time she's felt the need to do this. You smirk as you turn your attention back to your <<if $TEMPCookingChoice[0] is 1>>french toast<<elseif $TEMPCookingChoice[0] is 2>>omelette<<else>>waffles<</if>>, reassured that you chose the right team today.\ <</if>> The kitchen is filled with an absolutely incredible aroma from all the different dishes being cooked, leaving your mouth watering and your stomach growling by the time things start to wind down. The drone of Kira working at the blender had become such a constant that you stop noticing it until it disappears. "You've got about twenty minutes left everyone, make sure you're wrapping up and ready to plate!" Kira announces. She's carefully carrying a tray that's densely packed with smoothies in a variety of colors. "Oh, and I did notice that at least one team is clearly trying to appease a certain judge's eating habits, so just to be clear--I expect both plates presented to the judges to be roughly equal. Good luck in the final stretch!" <<if $TEMPCookingChoice[0] is 4>>\ The three of you exchange a somewhat nervous look. Rachel shrugs. "Guess Kira's getting a taste of the Izumi lifestyle, we're not changing course now," she says with a laugh. "Mia, you think you can whip up another oversized parfait in twenty minutes?" "I'll do my best!" Mia chirps. She rushes right off to get to work. "You've got this..!" Rachel calls after her. "Alright $name, we gotta lock in to get the rest of these finished and plated..." You get right back to it, working right down to the wire to get everything prepped in time...\ <<else>>\ After wrapping up the last batch, you regroup with the others to present your dishes. Everyone really brought their A-game: Rachel's bacon is perfectly crispy, Mia's home fries turned out so good you can't help sneaking a few as soon as she presents them, and <<if $TEMPCookingChoice[1] is 1>>Trisha's crepes look absolutely flawless, like something you'd get at a high-end restaurant<<elseif $TEMPCookingChoice[1] is 2>>Trisha's doughnuts look flawless<<else>>Trisha's apple crisp makes your mouth water just from the smell<</if>>. Compliments are shared all around--begrudgingly, on Trisha's end--and then you get to work plating...\ <</if>> [[Present your meal->Cooking Club 2- Judging]]

<<Time 22.5>>\ <<if hasVisited("Cooking Club 2- Cherry")>>\ <<if $TEMPhelpCherry>>\ The plan goes off without a hitch. Your end couldn't have been smoother: Right as she was about to finally get cooking, Penny realized she didn't have a spatula and left her station unattended to get one. You were able to get in, stir in all the preserves, then get out without her even realizing until she started putting it on the griddle. Mixing so much in by hand with a limited time window left things with far from an even consistency, leading to some interesting results. Some of the pancakes actually turn out looking shockingly good, with bits of cherry and pink swirls of flavor spread throughout... while others become a charred mess as large globs of the preserves burn well before the batter cooks through. You get confirmation that Cherry and her "chilk" were successful when you hear Carol shouting in outrage. But, as planned, there's no time to restart, so she and Penny are left with no choice but to try and salvage what they can of the tainted meal... "Ugh, I cannot //believe// you two..!" Carol says, still fuming as you start to plate your meal following an announcement from Kira. "Even putting the competition aside, I was really looking forward to eating this, but now..." "Now it's significantly improved! You're welcome," Cherry says, snickering. "Now it's //disgusting//," Carol snaps, glaring at her. "I don't even want to serve this watered down mess to anyone, just plain toast would score better as a side. 'Creamer' my butt, it's probably more than half milk now with how much you poured in..!" "Chilk, actually." "//Please// stop saying that..." Carol groans, touching a hand to her head. "At least some of the pancakes still look pretty good..?" Penny says. She sighs. "Izumi probably won't notice much wrong at least, but I don't know how good sloppy cherry-maple as a flavor is gonna go with Kira..." She's working on arranging the pancakes into stacks with some of the whipped frosting Carol prepared in between... which has been dyed a noxiously bright red color. You have to give Cherry props for how well she thought through her plan of attack. The frosting could have simply been left out if she messed with the flavor, but because it's just dyed it's easily the best tasting thing you have to offer. They have no choice but to still use it despite the neon hue. "C'mon, it's not so bad! Red is a fall color, we'll get some points there," you say with an impish smile. "Plus, I've heard cherry is Kira's favorite flavor." "Just for the record, this is kind of your fault," Cherry says, smirking as she plops some of the scrambled eggs onto the plate. "You literally didn't give me anything I was //supposed// to do. Making my own fun was my only option." "Oh, sorry... I guess that is true..." Penny says sheepishly. "Well, you could have just said something! It doesn't give you the right to sabotage the whole team..." Carol says, seeming a little flustered. She sighs. "I really hope the other team did poorly enough that just your dessert is enough for the win, Penny..."\ <<else>>\ "Ugh, I cannot //believe// you..!" Carol says, fuming as the team regroups to plate your meal. "Even putting the competition aside, I was really looking forward to eating this, but now..." "Now it's significantly improved! You're welcome," Cherry says, snickering. "Now it's //ruined//," Carol snaps, glaring at her. "This is hardly even a drink anymore with all those preserves dumped in, just plain toast would score better as a side..." You were able to hold her off long enough for most of the food to be cooked, but that only saved the whipped topping from harm (other than the eggs, which she of course didn't dare touch). Carol's hot chocolate was turned into a sloppy mess that looks almost like mud by a full jar of cherry preserves being dumped into the pot. And though the pancakes were mostly cooked by the time Cherry got to them, they suffered a similar fate, the whole batch doused in enough jam for them to turn completely soggy and practically melt together. "Sorry, I tried my best," you say with a sigh. "Well, you did rescue our dessert!" Penny says. "She ran out of jam before I'd gotten started on it." "Honestly, I forgot you were making something else or I would have saved some," Cherry says. There's a very satisfied grin on her face. "It doesn't matter, we're going to have to forfeit..." Carol says. With a look of disgust, she drops some of the pancakes onto one of the plates, having to resort to using a large spoon to carve out a glob of soggy bread instead of having anything solid to grab onto. "I'm not sure this even counts as food anymore."\ <</if>> "Okay everyone, it's time for the judging to begin!" Kira calls out, clasping her hands together. "First up will be Rachel's team! Please bring your plated meal with you into the dining hall." Everyone makes their way out of the kitchen and back into the main room, where Kira and Izumi are seated at the judge's table. The other team happily presents their meal: Omelettes with maple bacon and home fries on the side, followed by some berry crepes for dessert. It all seems to go over quite well, especially the crepes. <<if $TEMPhelpCherry>>The immediate reaction when you present your meal is less promising. "For our meal, we prepared maple pancakes with whipped cinnamon sugar topping, as well as a side of scrambled eggs and... a drink that I'm not even sure what to call anymore," Carol says with a sigh. "There was a last minute, involuntary change to the flavor profile thanks to a certain member of our team... and her //accomplice//..." she adds, shooting you a look. Behind her, you and Cherry quietly high-five. "Mmm, I'm guessing cherry is the flavor in question," Kira says, looking over the meal with a flat expression. "It is cherry!" Izumi chimes in, already tearing through one of the pancake stacks. "The frosting is quite good. The pancakes are a little messy, but there are enough of them to make up for it." Kira starts with the scrambled eggs, giving a small nod of approval after taking a carefully savored bite. Then she moves on to the pancakes, carving off a piece with a generous helping of the whipped topping and giving it an uncertain look before bringing it to her mouth. She ponders for a moment, then nods as she swallows, seeming pleasantly surprised. "The texture is strange and the flavors don't quite mesh, but this is much better than I expected after hearing it was tampered with! I bet you could make this combination work well if it was properly planned from the start. The topping in particular is delicious!" she says. "However, given the //excessive// amount of food dye, I won't be finishing my plate on this one, I'm afraid." "More for me," Izumi chimes in, sliding Kira's plate over to her side without hesitation. Finally, Kira picks up her cup of hot chocolate. She furrows her brow as she looks at the odd, pinkish liquid and brings it close enough to smell. She takes a small sip and her face immediately scrunches up. "What... is this..?" she asks, setting the mug back down. "It //was// apple cider hot chocolate..." Carol says with a sigh. "But it got smothered in milk and cherry jam, that's probably most of what you're tasting now." "Your honor, this is slander. Let the record show that it should more accurately be referred to as a refined, fruit-based creamer," Cherry says. "She calls it 'chilk'," you chime in. "I'd like that struck from the record, it's devastating to my case," Cherry replies with a snicker. "Right, well, I would quite like if you could make me a proper batch next week, Carol, that sounds very interesting!" Kira says with a smile. She turns to you and Cherry with her eyes narrowed. "As for you two, I'm very, //very// disappointed in you. This was meant to be a team exercise, a chance for everyone to have fun working together. You've instead frustrated your teammates and ruined the competition--obviously, there's no way this sabotaged meal can hold up to the other team. They win by default." "WOO! I'll take it!" Rachel cheers. She pulls the rest of her team into a celebratory hug, despite Trisha's attempts not to be included. "I expect better from you in the future, understood?" Kira says.<<if $kiraFavor > 0>> "Especially you, $name."<</if>> @@color:red;Kira is not happy with you.@@<<set $kiraFavor -= 1>> "Um, even if we lost, can we still present our dessert?" Penny asks. "It wasn't tampered with at all!" "Oh, of course! Sorry, I got ahead of myself there." Penny and Carol duck back into the kitchen and bring out two plates featuring carefully arranged slices of crispy, golden brown bread with a coating of sugar. It fills the air with a mouth-watering cinnamon scent. "Allow me to present as a palette cleanser: rabanadas!" Penny says with an eager grin. "Sometimes also called portuguese french toast, it's an old family favorite. Please enjoy!" Kira breathes a sigh of relief as she sees the well-plated, undoctored dish. Her eyes light up when she takes her first bite, immediately going in for another. "These are delicious! Excellent work, Penny," she says, covering her mouth until she pauses to swallow. "Well, with the competition concluded, there's no need for you all to sit around watching us eat. Please dig in yourselves, enjoy the feast you've prepared!." She looks back at you and Cherry. "Except you two. I don't want to see you eating anything other than the food you sabotaged, got it?"\ <<else>>\ Your team doesn't even bother presenting your meal. "Unfortunately, our team does not have anything worthwhile to present..." Carol says. She shoots Cherry a dirty look. "//Someone// smothered almost everything we made in cherry jelly, and now it's barely edible." "Jam and preserves, actually, no jelly," Cherry says. "There's a difference." Kira sighs. "I knew I should have intervened earlier, but I still had to get the strawberry just right..." she mutters. "I'm sorry to hear that, I could tell that you were all working hard. I'm //very// disappointed in you Cherry--ruining the entire competition like this is more mean-spirited than your usual antics. You're on thin ice." "Does this mean we win..?" Rachel chimes in. "By default, yes." "WOO! I'll take it!" she cheers. She pulls the rest of her team into a celebratory hug, despite Trisha's attempts not to be included. "Um, even if we had to forfeit, can we still present our dessert?" Penny asks. "It wasn't tampered with at all!" "Oh, of course! Sorry, I got ahead of myself there." Penny and Carol duck back into the kitchen and bring out two plates featuring carefully arranged slices of crispy, golden brown bread with a coating of sugar. It fills the air with a mouth-watering cinnamon scent. "Allow me to present: rabanadas!" Penny says with an eager grin. "Sometimes also called portuguese french toast, it's an old family favorite. Please enjoy!" Kira smiles as the plate is placed in front of her. Her eyes light up when she takes her first bite, immediately going in for another. "These are delicious! Excellent work, Penny," she says, covering her mouth until she pauses to swallow. "Well, with the competition concluded, there's no need for you all to sit around watching us eat. Please dig in yourselves, enjoy the feast you've prepared!." She looks back at Cherry. "Except you. I don't want to see you eating anything other than the food you sabotaged, got it?"\ <</if>> "Yes ma'am..." Cherry replies with a sarcastic sigh.<<if ($cherryRel < 2) or ($TEMPhelpCherry and ($cherryRel < 3))>> <<Cherry 1>><</if>>\ <<else>>\ "Okay everyone, it's time for the judging to begin!" Kira says, clasping her hands together. "First up will be Rachel's team! Please bring your plated meal with you into the dining hall." Everyone makes their way out of the kitchen and back into the main room, where Kira and Izumi are seated at the judge's table. <<if $TEMPCookingChoice[0] is 4>> You, Mia, Rachel, and Trisha all have to work together to carry out your meal. You and Rachel each have a large serving plate stacked with sixteen breakfast tacos with a garnish of bacon arranged in some attempt to look fancy. The other two each have oversized glass bowls with layered parfaits inside. Izumi has a wide smile as you approach, while Kira has a flat, almost frustrated expression. "You did hear me when I said 'quantity' was not a category, yes?" Kira says. "We only need a small portion to judge, these servings are fit for a full party." "I think they are perfect," Izumi says, licking her lips. "Well, we wanted to make sure you were able to //thoroughly// enjoy the meal, so we had to offer enough to satisfy even the hungriest stomach," Rachel says with a smirk. "You don't have to eat all of it, I don't think that's even usually how--" "No. I will be //fully// testing whatever is presented for me to judge tonight," Kira says, giving her a very serious look. Mia clears her throat. "So, what we have prepared for you here is an assortment of breakfast tacos with different fillings! Served alongside them are strips of maple bacon, and an apple parfait with homemade cinnamon sugar granola," she says, giving a small bow. "Please enjoy!" Kira studies the absurd spread in front of her for a few seconds, her brow furrowed. She finally picks up one of the tacos and takes a small bite, carefully savoring and considering the flavor. Satisfied, she swallows... then sighs as she looks at how much she still has to get through. She takes a much larger bite of the taco, picking up the pace enough to finish the whole thing in only a little more time than she spent on that first taste. Stifling a burp, she grabs one of the slices of bacon. She eats most of it in a single bite, though does take the time to properly appreciate the flavor before swallowing and finishing the rest of it. A few more slices disappear down her throat before she moves on to another taco. Izumi, meanwhile, is already on her fourth. It doesn't last long, the gluttonous girl tearing through each taco in as few as three bites, only taking a couple seconds to chew before gulping it down to continue her feast. She looks thrilled as she works through the stack, one hand working to slide the extra slices of bacon into the remaining tacos for more efficiency while the other keeps a constant stream of food flowing into her mouth. She doesn't take a single break from stuffing her face until the plate is clean. She lets out a loud belch, followed by a pleasant sigh as she pats her belly in satisfaction. Then she moves right on to the parfait, shoveling spoonfuls into her mouth with little regard for getting an even mix of the ingredients with each bite. When about a third of it has been packed away, she seems to get frustrated by the pace and takes to simply lifting the bowl to her mouth and steadily drinking the rest. Kira is still only halfway done with her tacos. "//*Ouuurrrrp..!*// Ah, that was delicious..." Izumi says. She leans back in her seat and rests a hand on her belly, which is clearly bloated and stretching her shirt now with this feast packed on top of her meal from the start of club. "Wonderful work everyone! I am ready for dessert now." "Not until I finish," Kira says, holding a hand over her mouth to talk mid-bite. You hear a faint groan of protest from her stomach as she swallows and immediately goes in for another bite. In a sense, she gets her revenge for being forced to deal with such oversized portions. While she's eating quite quickly compared to a normal meal, Kira doesn't have nearly the experience Izumi does in packing heaps of food into her gut. Even eating basically nonstop, it takes nearly half an hour of awkwardly watching her stuff her face before she finally finishes the parfait. She remains stubbornly insistent on fully finishing the meal to the end, even swatting Izumi's hand away when she tried to sneak one of her tacos for herself. "There... //*uuurp*//... now, if you would please present your dessert," she says, setting down her spoon. Trisha and Mia head back into the kitchen to retrieve the crepes, returning with two carefully prepared plates. Kira briefly gets a thousand-yard stare as they approach the table and she sees that Trisha stuck to the theme as well--there are two dozen crepes on each. Even with the large volume, Trisha really went all out, carefully arranging them with a garnish of berries and decorative swirl of berry syrup that she made just for the topping, a dusting of powdered sugar added as a final touch. With a sigh, Kira picks up her fork and carves off a bit of one of the crepes to properly judge. Her eyes light up, clearly very satisfied with the flavor. This time around, she seems much more into the endeavor, happily tearing through the pile of crepes and even abandoning her fork to start eating them by hand like the tacos before long. They disappear into her mouth almost as quickly as Izumi is able to gulp down her plate. After Kira swallows her last mouthful, the two of them burp in almost perfect synchronization. They glance at each other, Izumi cheerfully grinning while Kira scoffs and shakes her head, though there's a slight smirk on her lips. "While the portions were, again... //*urp*//... highly inappropriate for the context, those were absolutely delicious! I feel bad for not taking the time to properly savor them when so much care and effort was clearly put into crafting them," Kira says. She leans back in her seat, resting one hand on her stomach. Though subtle enough for her clothes to mostly hide, it's definitely bloated and bulging out a little after all that. "And I feel bad for the portion size, that was my team's idea," Trisha says with a sigh. "Thank you for the praise, I'm glad you were still able to enjoy them!" "Now then, we're finally ready to move on to the other team," Kira says. "If you would please... oh come on..." she continues, muttering under her breath at the end. The other team, already one step ahead, comes marching out of the kitchen with their meal in tow... and evidently had the same idea as you. Their plates are piled high with three tall stacks of maple pancakes, each topped with cinnamon sugar frosting piped in the shape of a maple leaf. For their sides they present a serving of scrambled eggs (with a guarantee that Cherry played no role in making them, of course) and, rather than another food item, a decadent looking cup of apple-cinnamon hot chocolate. "I am glad you all understood the assignment so well," Izumi says, already tearing into her eggs with a smile. "...please bring out your dessert already as well," Kira says with a sigh. "I would rather know exactly how much I have to work through at this point." "Of course, one second..." Carol says nervously. She and Penny hurry back into the kitchen, returning with two plates featuring carefully arranged slices of crispy, golden brown bread with a coating of sugar. It fills the air with a mouth-watering cinnamon scent. Mercifully, it seems like a fairly normal serving size. "Allow me to present as our dessert: rabanadas!" Penny says with an eager grin. "Sometimes also called portuguese french toast, it's an old family favorite. Please enjoy!" Kira initially seems quite pleased with the dish and its reasonable serving size, but her interest quickly falters as she digs into the pancakes and realizes how much eating she still has ahead of her. Izumi has no such reservations, eagerly scarfing down the meal as quickly as she can fit it into her mouth. After she finishes the first stack of pancakes, Kira moves on to the eggs for a break from the sweetness. She works through them in surprisingly short order, not terribly far behind Izumi's ferocious pace, but that resolve doesn't last long. She's clearly slowing down as she chips away at the second stack, mixing in bites of the rabanadas as she goes. Somewhere along the way, the awkward energy in the room from the prolonged judgement melts into eager investment in Kira completing her feast. You all start to offer words of encouragement, excitedly pushing her on as she works through the last of her pancakes. Bite after bite, she gets a little more reluctant, her eyes a little glazed over as she nears the end. You occasionally hear faint groans of protest from her stomach, but they're only met with a gentle rub from her free hand while her other stuffs another forkful of pancakes into her mouth. Finally, her plate is almost clean. You watch with bated breath, then the room erupts with cheers as she swallows the last mouthful. "Not quite yet," Izumi says. Surprisingly, despite finishing long before Kira, she hasn't touched her hot chocolate yet. She picks up her mug and gestures to Kira's. "It will fill in the cracks." "Wonderful..." Kira groans. With an excited smile, Izumi insists on tapping their mugs together in cheers before chugging hers in one long gulp. Kira doesn't have quite the same speed, but still keeps the mug held to her lips until she's done, letting out a small gasp as she slams it onto the table. Izumi leans back in her seat with a satisfied sigh, a blissful look on her face as she pats her bloated belly. Kira assumes a similar pose, her stomach now stuffed enough to create a clear potbelly that makes her shirt ride up, but she looks exhausted and almost nauseous. "I'm proud of you Kira, that was fun! I do not often get a chance to share a meal like that with someone," Izumi says. She pauses to burp, giving her belly an appreciative pat when it passes. "What did you think?" "I'm more convinced than ever that your lifestyle is //*uurp*// an affront to the art of cooking..." Kira replies. "There was no time to appreciate the flavor with such an absurd volume to eat in such a limited time. In fact..." She groans a little as she get up out of her chair, stifling another burp before fully rising to her feet. She cradles the underside of her bloated belly with one hand, attempting to assume a somewhat professional stance. "Guh, you weren't kidding about 'filling in the cracks'... this is sitting heavier than most prey I've eaten..." she mutters under her breath, faintly pushing her belly up with her hand a few times. She clears her throat. "I regret to announce that this year's Breakfast Battle is a draw, neither team will be getting the reward." "FUCK!" Rachel shouts, banging her fist on the table. She clears her throat. "Sorry, I'm good. I guess we did get a little carried away..." "Yeah, sorry Kira..." Carol says with a sheepish laugh. "I think the show was a good enough prize," Penny adds with a giggle, a faint blush on her cheeks. "The food //was// all excellent, you did a good job! However, after all of... //*uuuurrrph*// Sorry... After all of this, I don't have a clear enough recollection of any individual part of the meal to really judge," Kira explains. "It all just blends together." "That's part of the appeal!" Izumi chirps. "Now, assuming you didn't feed us //everything// you made, how about the rest of you //properly// enjoy the feast you've prepared?"\ <<else>>\ You and Rachel carefully carry out a plate for each of them. "Don't worry guys, we got this in the bag!" Rachel says. "I definitely can't wait to //eat it// at least, even if we don't win," you reply. "Kind of a win-win here." "Just wait until they get to dessert, then the others will know they don't stand a chance," Trisha chimes in. While you and Rachel place down your plates in front of each of the judges, Mia presents your meal. "For our entry in the Breakfast Battle, we have prepared for you today: <<if $TEMPCookingChoice[0] is 1>>Pumpkin spice french toast<<elseif $TEMPCookingChoice[0] is 2>>An omelette<<else>>Maple waffles<</if>>, served alongside seasoned home fries and a serving of bacon with a maple glaze," she says, giving a small bow. "Please enjoy!" "Thank you, this all looks wonderful!" Kira says with a smile. "You should all be proud." She studies the plating for a few seconds first, <<if $TEMPCookingChoice[0] is 1>>seeming impressed by the precise dusting of powdered sugar and drizzle of maple syrup you gave to the french toast. Then, she gingerly cuts off a slice of the double stack to take a bite. She smiles, taking her time savoring the flavor before moving on to test the sides. Izumi, meanwhile, starts by grabbing a slice of the bacon by hand and eating half of it with a single bite. She gives a small nod of approval before tossing the remainder in her mouth, scarfing down the rest of it just as quickly. She shows enough restraint to take one normal bite of her home fries to assess... then lifts up her plate to quickly shovel the rest into her mouth. To your dismay, she pauses for a little while, eying the french toast with a slight frown. Then she sighs, folding it over so she can eat the whole thing in just a few bites. "//*Uuurp*//... I am not a fan of that spice combination, but I will try not to let that factor in. The quality seemed good," Izumi says. "...the quantity was lacking, though..." "Which again, is not a category," Kira says, covering her mouth to talk. She's only about halfway through her plate still, though does seem intent on finishing it. "I think the pumpkin spice was a great choice! It's a very autumnal flavor profile, and it worked well with the french toast base. You also struck a wonderful balance between sweet and savory with your dishes."<<elseif $TEMPCookingChoice[0] is 2>>not seeming particularly impressed. You tried your best with what you had, but you weren't able to come up with much in the way of aesthetic flourishes with the presentation. She cuts the omelette down the middle to get a cross section, then slices off a piece of the middle for her first bite. She gives a small nod, looking satisfied, then moves on to test the sides. Izumi, meanwhile, tears right into the omelette with an eager grin, practically inhaling the entire thing without stopping to savour and properly judge any single bite. She burps and lets out a satisfied sigh before moving on to the bacon, grabbing a slice with her hand and eating half of it with a single bite. She gives a small nod of approval before tossing the remainder in her mouth, scarfing down the rest of it just as quickly. She shows enough restraint to take one normal bite of her home fries to assess... then lifts up her plate to quickly shovel the rest into her mouth. "//*Uuurp..!*// Delicious!" she says,, clapping her hands together with a grin. "Wonderful job on the omelette, that was definitely the highlight. The rest was very good as well! The portion sizes could have been better." "It is good, I'm very impressed with the quality of the omelette!" Kira says, covering her mouth to talk. She's only about halfway through her plate still, though does seem intent on finishing it. "However, I can't help but think this is quite a basic breakfast spread, and there isn't much in the way of fall theming other than the hint of maple on the bacon."<<else>>seeming content enough with the way you've arranged everything around the double stack of waffles. Then, she gingerly cuts off a slice to take a bite. She smiles, taking her time savoring the flavor before moving on to test the sides. Izumi, meanwhile, starts by grabbing a slice of the bacon by hand and eating half of it with a single bite. She gives a small nod of approval before tossing the remainder in her mouth, scarfing down the rest of it just as quickly. She shows enough restraint to take one normal bite of her home fries to assess... then lifts up her plate to quickly shovel the rest into her mouth. She gives the waffles similar consideration, managing to briefly give the appearance of actually judging the quality before practically inhaling what's left. "//*Uuurp*//... Ah, well done," she says, giving her stomach a small pat. "The portion sizes were a little lacking, though." "Which again, is not a category," Kira says, covering her mouth to talk. She's only about halfway through her plate still, though does seem intent on finishing it. "This is all very good, well done everyone! Doubling up on the maple flavor drags down the experience a little, but it certainly conveys the fall theme well."<</if>> After an awkward few minutes of essentially just watching Kira eat, she finally pushes her plate aside. "Now, if you would please present the dessert you've prepared to pair with this meal," she says, clasping her hands together and resting them patiently on the table. Trisha and Mia head back into the kitchen to retrieve <<if $TEMPCookingChoice[1] is 1>>the crepes, returning with two carefully prepared plates. Trisha really went all out, carefully arranging them with a garnish of berries and decorative swirl of berry syrup that she made just for the topping, a dusting of powdered sugar added as a final touch. Kira immediately looks very impressed, once again taking a moment to appreciate the plating before carefully cutting off a portion that will give her a little of everything. Her eyes light up as soon as it hits her tongue. She really takes her time savoring it, letting out a contented sigh after she swallows. In the same amount of time, Izumi has already finished all three of hers. "//*Urp*// Very good, but I am disappointed by the serving size," Izumi says. She wipes up some of the syrup on the plate to lick off her finger. "That was barely a sample." "There are plenty more for after the judging," Trisha says, barely concealing the frustration on her face. "These are incredible, Trisha, you should be proud! Outstanding work," Kira says. "They certainly have my vote for the best thing I've eaten here so far, though as an impartial judge... I do have to say that there wasn't anything particularly fall-themed here. Still, you nailed everything else!"<<elseif $TEMPCookingChoice[1] is 2>>two plates of two doughnuts each. Trisha nailed the look of the doughnuts themselves, and you made some attempt of at least leaning one against the other in an appealing way when it came time to plate them, but there wasn't much you could think to do to spice them up visually. Kira, unfortunately, clearly factors this in right away, looking rather unimpressed. She cuts off a piece of one of them with her fork rather than dirty her fingers. After taking a bite, she nods, seeming satisfied enough. In the same amount of time, Izumi has already finished both of hers. "Delicious! Doughnuts were a lovely choice, perfect for //*uurp*// snacking," she says with a smile. She pauses to lick the cinnamon sugar off of her fingers. "You made more, yes?" "Of course, there are a few dozen more in the kitchen," Trisha says with a smile. "These are quite good! I will say that doughnuts feel like a very plain choice, but they are well made," Kira says.<<else>>two ramekins of apple crisp. Thinking ahead, Trisha prepared single serving dishes to present them separate from the larger tray for the rest of club to enjoy. Kira seems surprised by the choice of dessert, smiling as she digs in with her fork. She raises it up to her mouth, blowing on it for a moment to cool it off, then takes a bite. Nodding in approval, she savors it for a few seconds before swallowing. In the same amount of time, Izumi is already halfway finished. "This is very good!" she says, her voice muddled as she talks mid-bite. "//*Uurrp*// It's not a dish I have tried before." "It's a pretty creative choice! Certainly fall-themed, but apple crisp wasn't something I expected to see today," Kira says. "And it turned out wonderfully, excellent work!"<</if>> Once Kira has finished her dessert, the other team presents their meal. They really went all out, and clearly tried to play into Izumi's preferences for some bonus points, bringing out plates that are piled with three decent sized stacks of maple pancakes, each topped with cinnamon sugar frosting piped in the shape of a maple leaf. For their sides they present a serving of scrambled eggs (with a guarantee that Cherry played no role in making them, of course) and, rather than another food item, a decadent looking cup of apple-cinnamon hot chocolate. Izumi looks absolutely thrilled and tears through the pancakes with an eager grin, while Kira seems conflicted between appreciating the food and being frustrated by the portion sizes. She still insists on clearing her plate despite only needing a few bites to judge the food. Eventually, she finishes and requests their dessert. Penny and Carol bring out two plates featuring carefully arranged slices of crispy, golden brown bread with a coating of sugar. It fills the air with a mouth-watering cinnamon scent. "Allow me to present as our dessert: rabanadas!" Penny says with an eager grin. "Sometimes also called portuguese french toast, it's an old family favorite. Please enjoy!" You start to get nervous as the judges dig in--Kira is obviously immediately won back over by the delicious and creative choice of dessert. Once she and Izumi both clean their plates, they step away to deliberate on which team's meal came out on top... "Alright everyone, we've made our decision!" Kira says, clapping her hands for attention. "After careful consideration, the winner of this year's breakfast battle is... <<if ($TEMPCookingScore[0] > 4) and ($TEMPCookingScore[1] > 2) and ($TEMPCookingScore[2] > 2)>><<set $cookingBreakfastBattle to 3>>\ Rachel's team!" "YES! Fuck yeah, I knew we had it in the bag!" Rachel cheers, throwing her arms up overhead. She pulls the three of you into a tight group hug, despite Trisha's best efforts to slip away. "Get in here, I'm so proud of you freshies right now..." "Bleh, all those cherries for nothing..." you overhear Haley mumble, making a nauseous face and resting a hand on her stomach. "I told you they should have been in the food," Cherry says with a shrug. "It was a very close race, and I'm very impressed with all of you!" Kira says. "Ultimately, it was the side dishes that were the deciding factor. Everything Rachel's team presented felt like it was handled with care and contributed to a cohesive whole, while for the other team we felt your side of scrambled eggs felt tacked on just to meet the quota rather than having the same care put into it as your other dishes." "Not too far off the mark," Carol says with a sigh. "In our defense, it was basically just me and Penny doing all the cooking, Haley had to spend the whole time keeping Cherry under control..." "Even so, the decision stands!" Kira says. "While you four may not have won, I still thoroughly enjoyed your meal and you made a wonderful effort! Now, how about we put the competition behind us and enjoy the feast you've all prepared?"\ <<else>>\ Penny's team!" "FUCK!" Rachel shouts, banging her fist on the table. She clears her throat. "Sorry, I'm good. Congrats guys, you definitely earned it!" "Cherry didn't, but that can't be helped..." Carol mutters under her breath. "Although the portions were a little overwhelming and the eggs seemed almost like an afterthought, everything you prepared was absolutely delicious and plated wonderfully! The fall theming was clear throughout and your very unique dessert and daring choice to present a drink as one of your side dishes were very creative choices that complimented the meal well. I'm very impressed, you should be proud!" Kira says. "That goes for both teams--while you four may not have won, I still thoroughly enjoyed your meal and you made a wonderful effort! <<if $TEMPCookingScore[1] > 4>>In fact, the competition was quite close and I personally preferred your meal, but in staying impartial based on the categories being ranked and taking Izumi's judgement into account that wasn't quite enough to push it over the edge." @@color:lime;Kira was really impressed with your cooking!@@<<set $kiraFavor += 1>> "<</if>>Now, how about we put the competition behind us and enjoy the feast you've all prepared?"\ <</if>>\ <</if>>\ <</if>> [[Time to eat->Cooking Club 2- End]]

<<Time 20.5>>\ You all get up and hurry into the kitchen, eager to ensure you have access to all the supplies you'll need. The kitchen is bright and clean as usual, both the floors and walls lined with mostly-spotless white tiles, while everything else--from countertops to the ventilation overhead--is metallic silver. It was clearly designed with the foresight that some students would use their stomach capacity for more than just each other, spacious and overloaded with appliances. There are at least a dozen different ovens and stovetops, even most specialized equipment stocked in duplicate at minimum. For anyone in club to //not// have access to what they need at any given time would be a feat. Penny and Carol both rush right off to gather what they need for their respective dishes. Cherry also heads off on her own to start poking through some of the fridges... though it quickly occurs to you that she was never actually assigned anything to do.<<if $cherryRel > 1>> You feel a little bad for her, but stay focused on taking care of your own dish for now.<<else>> That doesn't bode well, but you shrug it off for now and stay focused on taking care of your own dish.<</if>> Scrambled eggs aren't particularly complicated, so it takes you no time at all to gather what you need. As you lay out your supplies on an open counter and prep your workspace, you're a little startled by the roar of a blender spinning up already. You glance over to see Kira mixing up a smoothie, getting right to work obliging Izumi's transparent request. You have a feeling the sound of the blender is going to be a nonstop feature tonight. You start to whisk the eggs together, working at a leisurely pace to prepare the first batch. You don't make it far before a commotion draws your attention away. "Are you serious, Cherry? I stepped away for one second!" you hear Carol shout. "What's your problem?" Across the way, you see Carol and Cherry standing by a mixing bowl, the latter holding an empty jar. You gather that it wasn't empty a few moments ago. "Hey, I gotta help out with //something//. We're a team, right?" Cherry says with a smirk. "Whipped cream with a bit of cinnamon is too boring, I wanted to spice it up a little!" "Even if we wanted it to be cherry flavored--//which we don't//--just tossing in whole cherries is //not// how you would do it, and that was //way// too much besides..!" Carol replies, fuming. "I have to throw out this whole batch now! Why are you always like this?" "Sheesh, it's just a little fruit," Cherry replies, shrugging. "A girl tries to help out, and this is the thanks she gets..." "Ugh! If you're not //actually// going to help, just get out of the way," Carol snaps. She grabs the bowl off of the table and almost spills it as she pivots to go dump out the contents. "And mind your own business for once..!" Cherry rolls her eyes and storms off. When Carol returns to her station, she notices you watching and waves you down. "Hey, $name, you haven't really started on much yet, right?" she says. "Just whisking the eggs, I haven't put anything on the stove yet." "Great, new plan! Cherry is obviously planning to be a problem tonight. Instead of cooking, can you, like... play defense? Keep her from sabotaging anything else?" she says. She gives you an apologetic look. "I know it's not really fair to you to miss your chance to cook this week, but our plan as a team kind of hinges on the dishes me and Penny are working on, and it's all gonna go down the drain if //someone// isn't keeping her in line." "I can try to talk to her at least," you say with a sigh. "Thanks, you're a lifesaver!" Abandoning your station for now, you head off to look for Cherry. You find her in one of the store rooms, poking through the shelves for something. <<if $cherryRel > 2>>"The cherries are probably in the fridge, I don't think they stock fresh ones," you say.<<elseif $cherryRel > 0>>"Just browsing?" you ask.<<else>>"What are you up to?" you ask.<</if>> She looks over at you and grins. "<<if $cherryTeachAnal > 1>>Hey there, soon-to-be butt buddy! Perfect timing<<else>>$name! Perfect<<if $cherryRel < 0>>, you've been kind of a dingus so far, but I know just how you can redeem yourself<</if>><</if>>," she says, marching right up and putting an arm around your shoulder. "Forget what you were supposed to be cooking, new plan: We gotta load this meal up with cherries." "And why would we do that..?"<<if $cherryTeachAnal > 1>> you say. Your cheeks feel a little warm. "Also, don't call me that..."<</if>> "<<if $cherryTeachAnal > 1>>We'll be dropping the first part later tonight, don't worry.~ And I'm glad<<else>>Glad<</if>> you asked!" she says, leaning in closer. "You see, I happen to know that cherry is one of Kira's favorite flavors! Izumi won't really care as long as there's a lot of food, so this is how we drive things home for Kira too." "That's definitely not true," you reply, <<if $cherryRel > 1>>chuckling as you nudge<<else>>nudging<</if>> her away. "It might be true. You've never heard her say it isn't," she says. She puts a hand on her hip with a smug expression on her face. "So, you in or what?" \ <<link "Help Cherry with her plan">><<replace "#choice">><<set $TEMPhelpCherry to true>><<set $cookingBreakfastBattle to 1>>\ <<if $cherryRel > 1>>"Hell yeah I am!" you say with a grin. "Those two are acting like they're the whole team and we're just extras they have to deal with. Taking them down a peg sounds good to me."<<else>>"You know what? Sure," you say. "It was pretty rude how they totally brushed you off earlier, I thought the scones were a good idea. They deserve a little chaos."<</if>> "Ha! <<if $cherryRel < 0>>Maybe you're not a lost cause after all<<elseif $cherryRel > 1>>I knew I could count on you<<else>>I had a feeling you were smarter than you looked<</if>>," she replies<<if $cherryRel > 1>>, grinning back<<else>> with a grin<</if>>. "Now help me look here, I'm pretty sure they have more cherry preserves." "I'm a little surprised you're not going for eggs again," you say as you start to scan through the nearby pantry shelves. "You know, keep the mischief within the theme." "I'm crazy, not //insane//," she says with a laugh. "There's a real chance Kira straight up eats me on the spot if she sees me even //holding// an egg again so soon after last week." "Fair, fair." The two of you dig through the pantry for a few minutes, finding three jars of cherry preserves, one of jam, and some red food coloring. Cherry assures you that the latter will be instrumental in earning points for presentation.<<if $cherryRel < 0>> You're a little wary about the situation, but seeing as you aren't that invested in the competition this seems like an easy way to ease some of the tension between you two.<</if>> "So, what are we actually doing here?" you ask. "Well, Phase One: waiting," she replies. "Already learned that with Carol, if we mess with the food this early they'll just throw our hard work in the garbage and restart, and we only have so many cherries." <<if $cherryRel > 1>>"Wow, I didn't know you were capable of restraint," you tease.<<else>>"Makes sense," you say.<</if>> "It'll probably seem suspicious if we just hang out in here for half the time, though." "Less 'suspicious they're up to something' and more '$name is definitely stuck in Cherry's butt right now' if Carol or Kira are actually paying attention, but otherwise you're right," Cherry says with a smirk. "That brings us to Phase Two: going undercover." "So phase one lasted for like, one minute?" "Yes, don't question the process," she replies, waving her hand dismissively. "We've gotta figure out exactly what they're doing so we can make a perfect plan for sneaking in the finishing touch. Two of us, two of them--you go help out Penny, I'll handle Carol." "Sounds good," you say. "Meet back here in half an hour?" "Yep. Now get out there<<if ($buttSize > 39) and ($cherryRel > -1)>>, sweet cheeks!" she says. You let out a little yelp of surprise as she gives you a pretty firm slap on the ass on her way out of the room.<<else>>!"<</if>> The two of you head back out of the store room to meet up with your other teammates. You briefly overhear Cherry trying to convince Carol that she's ready to help for real before getting out of earshot on your way over to Penny. She's humming to herself as she works, seeming oblivious to anything else going on in the kitchen. "Hey Penny! How are things going?" you say. "Oh! $name, hi!" she says, clearly a little startled. She's aggressively stirring a large bowl of batter by hand instead of using a stand mixer. "Going good, really getting in the zone here. You taking a break from the eggs?" "Yeah, I've pretty much got everything mixed up and ready already, so I figured I should wait until closer to the end so they're fresher." "Smart! That's kinda what I'm doing too, working on getting //all// the batter done first so I can get to cooking nonstop," she says. "There's a lot." "Well, the plan is to make enough to satisfy Izumi, right? I'd expect nothing less," you reply. "Oh, this won't be nearly enough for her," she says with an odd laugh, her cheeks flushing. "But Kira will get mad if I go too overboard. It'll be a satisfying snack, at least.~" You offer her a helping hand, fetching a few ingredients she was running low on while you think about how best to inject your cherry surprise into things. It seems pretty straightforward, thankfully. She's prepping the batter first and keeping it all in one huge soup pot until she's ready to start, and with how focused she is on her cooking you can probably even sneak something into it without her noticing. After lingering around for a while, then stepping away and killing time elsewhere to not seem too suspicious, you head back to the store room. Cherry joins you a few minutes later and you fill her in on what your snooping turned up. "Good, this is perfect! Time for Phase Three: the cherrying," she says with a grin. "You take all the preserves to give those pancakes some real flavor. I'll be turning Carol's frosting red to lock in the presentation, and her drink just needs a little creamer to take the edge off, so I'll whip up some chilk to top that off." "Excuse me? Chilk..?" "Yeah, cherry milk!" she says with a shrug. "And that's milk blended together with cherries, not milk //from// Cherry, as much as I'd like to try that." "What?" you say, furrowing your brow. "What?" she repeats with a smirk. "Anyway yeah, it'll be like a berries and cream thing, that's legit. Don't let anyone say we aren't doing real cooking here!" With your plan in place, the two of you take your supplies and head back out into the kitchen... [[Initiate Phase Three->Cooking Club 2- Judging]]\ <</replace>><</link>> <<link "Stop Cherry from ruining your meal">><<replace "#choice">>\ <<if $cherryRel < 2>>"Obviously not, are you kidding?" you say, crossing your arms.<<else>>"No, I don't think so," you say.<</if>> "Why don't you at least mess with the //other// team if you want to cause trouble?" "And //cheat//?? For shame, $name," she replies, shaking her head. You roll your eyes<<if $cherryRel > 1>>, chuckling<</if>>. "Well, I guess you're out of luck then. None of our recipes call for cherries, and it's gonna stay that way." "Oh yeah?" Cherry says. Her eyes light up and a mischievous smile spreads across her lips. "You think you can stop me?" <<if $totalPrey > 7>>Your <<if $fullness > 0>>still-bloated <</if>>stomach growls, suggesting one possibility for keeping her out of trouble. You briefly consider <<if $cherryRel > 2>>at least swallowing her for a while<<else>>it<</if>>, but think better of eating another club member //during// a club meeting. Kira wouldn't be happy. <</if>>"Yeah, easily," you say. "I've officially got nothing to do but keep an eye on you for the rest of club, and I think we'll just hang out here in the pantry away from everyone else." "Oooh, I see. You want me all to yourself, away from prying eyes?" she says, moving closer with a sway in her step. "Kinky.~" "...that's not really--" You're cut off guard as she grabs you and pulls your head toward hers. Your panic quickly morphs into flustered confusion as instead of trying to swallow you, she pulls you into a rather passionate kiss. You get a faint taste of cherries from her lipgloss. Right as you shake off the shock enough <<if $playerHorny > 1>>to try and lean into it<<else>>to try and break away<</if>>, she pushes you aside. You let your guard down enough that you barely stop yourself from falling to the floor, let alone block her from running for the exit. "Better luck next time, sucka!" she says in a taunting voice. She sticks out her tongue at you before hurrying out the door. Flustered, you hurry after her, and so begins a very chaotic night at Cooking Club. Cherry is absolutely relentless in trying to sneak any cherry-flavored products she can find into the dishes Carol and Penny are cooking up, and she's an expert at giving you the slip. You would have never expected that you could lose track of someone in an uncrowded, wide-open kitchen so easily. Once, after realizing she's slipped into the store room again to resupply, you almost win by simply blocking the door from the outside. However, that only lasts for ten minutes or so before Kira needs to get something from inside, letting Cherry out in the process. That gives you an idea, and you try to gather as many cherry ingredients as you can find to give to Kira for her smoothies before Cherry gets her hands on them. Big mistake. You realize how foolish you were as soon as you hear the door click shut behind you. Cherry pulls the exact same trick--moving a heavy box in front of the store room door so you can't get out. By the time you're rescued, the damage is done... [[Assess the damage->Cooking Club 2- Judging]]\ <</replace>><</link>>

<<Time 23>>\ <<if hasVisited("Cooking Club 2- Cherry")>><<set _cherry to true>><<else>><<set _cherry to false>><</if>>\ Everyone heads back into the kitchen to bring out the rest of what they made, laying everything out on the table in chafing dishes as a mouth-watering buffet for the club to enjoy<<if $TEMPhelpCherry>>... the rest of club, anyway<</if>>. Kira brings out the smoothies she had been working on as well to add to the spread<<if $TEMPCookingChoice[0] is 4>>, still clearly struggling a little with her stuffed belly as she brings them out to the table<</if>>. She only places down two carefully selected pitchers for most of the club--one mixed berry and the other banana-peanut butter, which she felt were the only good enough to share--while the other dozen or so rejects are dumped by Izumi's seat.<<if $TEMPCookingChoice[0] is 4>> Despite the feast she just had judging the contest, she's clearly still eager for more.<</if>> <<if $TEMPhelpCherry>>You can't help regretting your choices a little as you watch the others enjoying their feast while you pick through the tarnished pancakes for a few that aren't burnt. They don't taste terrible, at least, but the desserts in particular you're missing out on look absolutely mouth-watering. You don't even entertain the thought of drinking the hot chocolate concoction, but Cherry insists on pouring herself a glass. She furrows her brow after taking a sip, looking at her cup with a bewildered expression. Then she takes another, longer sip. "What the fuck," she mutters. "Did you expect it to taste good?" you say with a quick laugh. "//No//, that's why I'm so confused," she says. "This is delicious. I don't understand." "Yeah, nice try," you say, rolling your eyes. "I'm not gonna try it." "I'm dead serious, $name. I don't know how this happened, but this flavor is legitimately doing it for me," she says. She takes a long swig from her cup, grinning as she slams it back down. "That seals it then! This was a perfectly executed plan, best club meeting I've had in a while. Thanks for the help, <<if $cherryRel < 1>>I guess you might not be all bad. Cheers!<<else>>cheers!<</if>>" She holds her cup toward you expectantly. Lacking any drink of your own, you just tap your fist against it after a moment of confusion. "Anytime! This was a lot of fun, though Kira did make me feel a //little// bad," you reply. "Oh she'll get over it, she hasn't eaten me yet." The two of you keep chatting for a while as the rest of the club enjoys their feast and compliments each other's cooking.<<if $cherryRel < 3>> Cherry <<if $cherryTeachAnal > 1>>is one of the first to get up and leave the table, though strangely seems to head to the kitchen instead of the exit<<else>>is one of the first to leave, giving a pretty abrupt goodbye after finishing her "hot chilklet"<</if>>.<</if>><<else>>You eagerly fix a plate and dig in. Everything is absolutely delicious, the other team's <<if _cherry>>crepes<<else>>dessert<<if $TEMPCookingChoice[1] < 2>> and Trisha's crepes<</if>><</if>> particularly impressing you. Even so late in the night, you have no hesitation about eating until you're stuffed. The night is filled with pleasant conversation, everyone chatting and sharing compliments on the food with each other. Even Cherry remains mostly civil<<if _cherry>>, having had her fun already<<else>><<if $TEMPCookingChoice[1] < 2>>, though draws some ire from Trisha when she rolls up one of her crepes and swallows it whole instead of properly enjoying it<<elseif $TEMPCookingChoice[1] is 2>>, though causes some outrage when someone notices her swallowing a donut whole<</if>><</if>>.<<if !_cherry and ($TEMPCookingChoice[0] != 4)>> Mia gets a little forlorn while eating some of her home fries, getting reminded of her sister by what used to be one of her favorite foods, but Rachel is quick to lift her spirits again with a hug and some words of encouragement.<<if $day2LunchAlone>> You cringe a little and again feel the urge to say something when you overhear Rachel joke that she's positive Tia at least gave whoever ate her "one hell of a stomachache"."<</if>><</if>><</if>> After a while, <<if $TEMPhelpCherry and ($cherryRel < 3)>>other <</if>>people start to head out, until <<if $TEMPhelpCherry and ($cherryRel > 2)>>the two of you are more or less the only ones still hanging around<<else>>you're one of the only ones left finishing up your meal<</if>>. <<if !($TEMPhelpCherry and ($cherryRel > 2)) and ($cherryTeachAnal > 1)>>You jump in your seat as something heavy slams down onto the table beside you. It's a watermelon, Cherry grinning at you as she rests a hand on it. "It's time," is all she says. "Excuse me..?" "That special lesson you requested, I said I'd do it tonight, remember?" she says. She hoists the melon up into her arms. "C'mon, let's head back to my dorm and get a little freaky. Hope that <<if $buttSize > 39>>big ass of yours<<else>>ass<</if>> is ready for a workout.~" "R-Right..." you say. You blush, feeling a mix of excitement and embarrassment. "...why the melon?" "It's a surprise tool that will help us later," she answers, snickering. She lifts it up overhead and starts to march toward the stairs. "Let's go!" [[Your first lesson in anal vore awaits->October 30th- Anal Training]]\ <<else>>\ <<if $TEMPCookingChoice[0] is 4>>"You're unbelievable," Kira says to Izumi as she stacks up some of the empty plates. Her belly lets out a loud groan and she briefly rubs it with one hand--it's gotten quite noisy now that digestion is in full swing on her dense meal. "Are you seriously planning on finishing everything, even after that ordeal?" "That was an appetizer, there is plenty more room," Izumi replies. While she is admittedly going //slower// than she was during the judging, she's still gorging herself on all the leftovers, only taking breaks from eating to chug some of the smoothies Kira prepared for her. "...I need the rest anyway, I'll be back to clean up in an hour or two..." Kira says with a sigh. She offers a smile and a wave before shuffling over toward the stairs. "Have a good //*urp*// night you two, thanks for coming..!"<<else>>"I suppose you're planning on finishing everything?" Kira says to Izumi as she stacks up some of the empty plates. Izumi, of course, has been absolutely gorging herself on all the leftovers, only taking breaks from eating to chug some of the smoothies Kira prepared for her. She's entranced by her binge and still has plenty left to go, barely even giving Kira a nod in response. "...I'll be back to clean up in an hour or two..." Kira says with a sigh. She offers a smile and a wave as she heads for the stairs. "Have a good night you <<if $TEMPhelpCherry>>guys<<else>>two<</if>>, thanks for coming!"<</if>> <<if $TEMPhelpCherry and ($cherryRel > 2)>>"Welp, probably about time <<if $cherryTeachAnal > 1>>we stretch out that <<if $buttSize > 39>>big ass of yours<<else>>ass<</if>>, huh?" Cherry says, getting up and stretching her arms. "Excuse me..?" you say, furrowing your brow. "That special lesson you requested, I said I'd do it tonight, remember?" she says. "You ready or what?"<<else>>to bounce," Cherry says, getting up and stretching her arms. "You coming?"<</if>> You think for a moment before <<if $cherryTeachAnal > 1>>answering<<else>>replying<</if>>, having been mulling over an idea while you talked. Earlier, she seemed genuinely frustrated when her legitimate suggestion for the competition got shut down, and Kira just left without locking up the kitchen...<<if $cherryTeachAnal < 2>> You also can't help noticing out of the corner of your eye that Haley is still here, pacing around the tables looking a bit lost. \ <<link "Ask Cherry if she wants to go make her scones">><<replace "#choice">>\ "Actually, before <<if $cherryTeachAnal > 1>>we... get to //that//<<else>>you head out<</if>>, the kitchen's free right now," you say. "Did you maybe want to make those scones you pitched earlier?" She cocks her head with a blank expression, then smirks. "Ah, gotten a taste for my masterful cooking, huh?" she says. "I don't know how we'll top what we already made here tonight, but sure! Let's do it." "Great! Hopefully--" "Hey! Um, have either of you seen a ring around anywhere?" Haley cuts in. "It's silver with kind of a braided design? I took it off to cook earlier, and now I can't find it..." Cherry subtly nudges you with her elbow. When you glance over at you, she gives you a mischievous look that you interpret as a request to play along with whatever she's thinking. "Oh yeah?" Cherry says. She places a hand on her hip, or really far enough back to be right on her butt. She shoots you another glance as she pats it, pretending that she's thinking hard... but you're pretty sure you get the message. "I think I do remember seeing something like that, actually!" [[Help Cherry shove Haley up her butt, presumably->Cooking Club 2- After Hours: Anal]] [[Warn Haley->Cooking Club 2- After Hours]]<</replace>><</link>> <<link "Go see what's wrong with Haley">><<replace "#choice">>\ "I think I'm gonna hang out for a bit longer," you reply. "See you later!" "Gonna watch Izumi chow down? I get it," she says with a chuckle. She twirls around and starts to head for the stairs. "Smell ya later then..!" As she walks off, you get up from your seat and head over to Haley. "Hey Haley, everything alright?" you ask. She doesn't respond. "...Haley?" "Huh!? Oh, oh hey $name," she says "Sorry, I was totally spaced out there! What's up?" "That's what I came to ask you," you reply with a small laugh. "Is something wrong?" "Yeah, I can't find my ring," she says with a sigh. "I took it off to cook, but I don't remember where I put it and I can't seem to find it anywhere. It was a gift from my mom, I'd hate to lose it..." She glances around the room, settling on Izumi. "Do you think she might have seen it? I should have asked around before everyone left..." [[Can't hurt to ask->Cooking Club 2- Izumi Eats Haley]] [[Suggest checking the kitchen instead->Cooking Club 2- Haley]]<</replace>><</link>> <<link "Just head back to your room">><<replace "#choice">>\ "Yeah, probably time to call it a night," you reply. The two of you head upstairs together, chatting for a little longer until you reach Cherry's room. She leaves you with an oddly ominous goodbye before closing the door, leaving you to put a little extra pep in your step on the way back to your dorm in case she's actually up to something. [[Turn in for the night->October 30th- End of Day]]<</replace>><</link>>\ <<else>> \ <<link "Ask Cherry if she wants to go make her scones">><<replace "#choice">>\ "Actually, before <<if $cherryTeachAnal > 1>>we... get to //that//<<else>>you head out<</if>>, the kitchen's free right now," you say. "Did you maybe want to make those scones you pitched earlier?" She cocks her head with a blank expression, then smirks. "Ah, gotten a taste for my masterful cooking, huh?" she says. "I don't know how we'll top what we already made here tonight, but sure! Let's do it." "Great! Hopefully--" "Hey! Um, have either of you seen a ring around anywhere?" Haley cuts in. "It's silver with kind of a braided design? I took it off to cook earlier, and now I can't find it..." Cherry subtly nudges you with her elbow. When you glance over at you, she gives you a mischievous look that you interpret as a request to play along with whatever she's thinking. "Oh yeah?" Cherry says. She places a hand on her hip, or really far enough back to be right on her butt. She shoots you another glance as she pats it, pretending that she's thinking hard... but you're pretty sure you get the message. "I think I do remember seeing something like that, actually!" [[Help Cherry shove Haley up her butt, presumably->Cooking Club 2- After Hours: Anal]] [[Warn Haley->Cooking Club 2- After Hours]]<</replace>><</link>> [[Go train with her->October 30th- Anal Training]]\ <</if>>\ <<else>>\ You glance over, noticing that Haley is still hanging around as well. She looks worried, not even acknowledging Kira as she paces around scanning the tables and floor for something. \ <<link "Go see what's wrong">><<replace "#choice">>\ "Hey Haley, everything alright?" you ask, getting up from your seat to head over to her. She doesn't respond. "...Haley?" "Huh!? Oh, oh hey $name," she says "Sorry, I was totally spaced out there! What's up?" "That's what I came to ask you," you reply with a small laugh. "Is something wrong?" "Yeah, I can't find my ring," she says with a sigh. "I took it off to cook<<if hasVisited("Cooking Club 2- Rachel")>>... back before I knew I was just gonna be Cherry's babysitter today...<<else>>,<</if>> but I don't remember where I put it and I can't seem to find it anywhere. It was a gift from my mom, I'd hate to lose it..." She glances around the room, settling on Izumi. "Do you think she might have seen it? I should have asked around before everyone left..." [[Can't hurt to ask->Cooking Club 2- Izumi Eats Haley]] [[Suggest checking the kitchen instead->Cooking Club 2- Haley]]<</replace>><</link>> <<link "Just head back to your room">><<replace "#choice">>\ You shrug it off--whatever she's doing, it's not your problem. You head upstairs and make your way through the halls back to your room, feeling eager to get to your bed. [[Turn in for the night->October 30th- End of Day]]<</replace>><</link>>\ \ <</if>>\ <</if>>

<<if hasVisited("Cooking Club 2- Cherry")>><<set _cherry to true>><<else>><<set _cherry to false>><</if>>\ "Probably can't hurt to ask," you reply with a shrug. "<<if $eatenByIzumi>>Just, uh, be careful, she's pretty deep in her binge there<<else>>Although she does seem pretty busy right now<</if>>..." "That's fine, it's not like I was gonna ask her to get up and help me look," Haley says, already on the move. Over in her seat by the table, Izumi is working through a plate of <<if _cherry>>homefries<<else>>scrambled eggs<</if>>. She spears forkfuls of them with machine-like efficiency, bringing another helping to her mouth after spending barely a second to chew the last. As Haley walks over, she seems to get fed up with the pace and simply lifts the plate up to shovel the rest right into her mouth. The glint of something metallic at the edge of the plate gets your attention. "Oh! Oh wait, Izumi..!" Haley says, hurrying right up to the table and waving a hand to get her attention. "Stop, my ring is... on there..." Izumi swallows a mouthful large enough to send a small bulge down her throat, letting out a satisfied sigh as she sets the plate back down. It's completely empty. "Oh gosh..." Haley mumbles, her eyes drifting down to Izumi's bloated potbelly. "Um, Izumi?" Izumi burps, then pulls a nearby plate <<if _cherry>>with an omelette<<else>><<if $TEMPCookingChoice[0] is 1>>of french toast<<elseif $TEMPCookingChoice[0] is 3>>of waffles<<else>>of pancakes<</if>><</if>> toward herself to continue her feast. She doesn't acknowledge Haley in the slightest as she starts to dig in. "Izumi? Hello?" Haley says. "Can you just, um... for one second... Izumi..!" The gluttonous girl finally looks over at her, though doesn't stop eating. She looks a little annoyed, only offering Haley a small nod as if to say "get on with it already". "So, um, my ring was on that last plate and you... definitely swallowed it..." Haley says with a sheepish laugh. "It's kind of important to me, could you maybe... throw it up for me?" Izumi finally pauses for a moment, looking at Haley as she swallows a mouthful of food without immediately replacing it for the first time since she started. She sighs, then gestures for Haley to come closer.<<if $eatenByIzumi>> "Wait, Haley, don't..!"<</if>> "Oh! Sorry, was it hard to hear me--h-hey!" Haley says, panic rushing into her tone as Izumi grabs her arm. She gets yanked closer, the junior easily outmaneuvering her weak attempts to pull away. "But you're the VP! You can't--" She doesn't get to finish her sentence before Izumi's waiting maw cuts her off. Haley's head easily slips past Izumi's lips and down into her throat, which swells and bulges with every swallow. Izumi leans back and flips her prey up overhead, casually guiding her body down her gullet as if she were just another dish in her binge. Her pace is alarming, each swallow dragging in almost a foot of Haley's body until there's nothing left but a lump sinking down into her gut. Izumi grabs one of the smoothies off the table and starts to drink before Haley has even fully settled into her stomach, washing her down with half of the glass before setting it back down. She gives her belly a firm smack, answered immediately by a groan that rumbles up her throat into a heavy belch. Haley's glasses clatter onto the table in front of her, slick and slimy from their brief trip inside. She rests a hand on her gut with a satisfied smile... for all of a few seconds before digging right back into the food on the table as if nothing happened, even as you can see the shifting bulges of Haley squirming in protest inside her stomach. \ <<link "That's my cue to leave">><<replace "#choice">>\ You stare blankly at her writhing belly for a moment, then turn to head for the stairs without a word. <<if $eatenByIzumi>>You've been on the other end of this before, and you're not eager to try your luck again.<<else>>Who are you to get in the way of a girl and her food?<</if>> Hurrying away from the scene, you make your way back through the halls to your dorm, wondering if there's any chance you'll see Haley again next week. [[Turn in for the night->October 30th- End of Day]]<</replace>><</link>> <<link "Try to help Haley">><<replace "#choice">>\ Though nervous, you march right up to the table.<<if $eatenByIzumi>> Your heart is racing, the memory of being in Haley's shoes at the forefront of your mind.<</if>> "Hey, what was that for?" you say. Izumi glances over at you, clearly annoyed, but keeps eating the <<if _cherry>>crepes<<else>><<if $TEMPCookingChoice[1] is 2>>doughnuts<<elseif $TEMPCookingChoice[1] is 3>>apple crisp<<else>>crepes<</if>><</if>> in front of her. You tap the table. "Izumi!" She sighs, glancing over at you as she swallows her latest mouthful. "She wanted her ring back. Now she can find it in there," she says very plainly. "But are you going to let her out once she does?" you say, narrowing your eyes. "//*Urp*// No," she replies. <<if $eatenByIzumi>>She returns your look. "//You// should know that I do not let my food go."<</if>> "Come on, you have so much food here! Just spit her out," you say. "What is Kira going to think about you eating club members?" Izumi pushes her chair away from the table and turns to face you. She pouts and crosses her arms, resting them on her bloated belly. "I don't care," she says. Her stomach groans and you can hear muffled sloshing as Haley pushes out to one side, stretching Izumi's gut. "Food belongs in my stomach, so she will stay there." "I'll just //make// you throw her up then," you say. You rush forward and bend down to place your hands on her belly. Her skin is warm and surprisingly plush, a thick layer of partially digested food creating a soft barrier between you and Haley's body beneath the surface. You can feel it squishing as you start to apply pressure and your hands sink in. "$name..?" Haley's muffled voice says. "Oh thank goodness..." "Yeah, just work with me here," you grunt, pushing inward and up on Izumi's gut. You freeze as Izumi grabs your wrists, a hungry growl immediately rumbling through her stomach. She looks down at you with a smug smile, licking her lips. [[You walked right into her trap->Cooking Club 2- Eaten By Izumi]]<</replace>><</link>>

<<Time 23.25>>\ "I, uh, don't think it's a good idea to interrupt her while she's eating like that," you say. "<<if $eatenByIzumi>>Trust me. <</if>>You said you took it off to cook, right? Why don't we check the kitchen." "Good point! I did check there earlier, but doing another sweep with another pair of eyes couldn't hurt," Haley replies. "Thanks for the help!" The two of you leave Izumi to her binge and head back into the kitchen. Haley gives you a better description of what it is you're looking for, then the two of you split up to search through the room. Unfortunately, the fact that most of the workstations have been cleaned up doesn't leave you with a lot of hope that the ring is still just lying around somewhere. You hear a yelp of surprise from Haley, accompanied by a clattering noise. A second later, there's a thump and a much louder crash. "Whoops..! Shoot, there goes this outfit..." Haley says with a sheepish laugh. You look over to see what's going on and get treated to the sight of one of Kira's smoothies splattered all over the counter top... and the back of Haley's pants. The pinkish liquid is completely coating her butt and lower back, quickly dripping down her legs. She turns to face you, focused on brushing off her shirt that you can now see is dusted with cinnamon sugar. You connect the dots after glancing at the nearby counters--she accidentally spilled the sugar while looking through what was left of the "fall cooking supplies", then stumbled back in surprise and managed to knock over a blender that still had at least half a batch of smoothie in it on the opposite counter. Your stomach growls and your mouth starts to water... \ <<link "Try to get yourself a well-seasoned meal">> <<set $pacifist to false>> <<set _checkType to "oral">> <<set _baseline to 13>> <<set _modifier to 2>> <<include "voreCheck">> <<if _swallow>> <<goto [[Eat Haley]]>> <<else>> <<set $stamina -= 5>> <<replace "#choice">>\ You grin, deciding this is too good of an opportunity to pass up. You start to make your way over toward her, making a pit stop at one of the refrigerators along the way as another idea strikes you. "Oh, that's okay! I can't see how it would have ended up inside any of the fridges," Haley says. "Hey, can't hurt to take a look," you reply. You quickly spot what you're actually looking for, grabbing a canister of whipped cream off the shelf. "What was all that commotion?" "Just, uh, spilled some stuff. I guess Kira didn't give Izumi //all// of the smoothies she made..." Haley replies. "Ah, it happens. I think there are towels and stuff to clean up in that cabinet behind you," you say, peering out from behind the refrigerator door to hide what's in your hand. "Right, thanks!" As soon as she turns around, you advance on her, closing the gap as quickly as you can without making it obvious you're up to something. Your plan works more perfectly than you could have imagined. Rather than asking for help or getting suspicious when she finds nothing in the nearest cabinet, she moves right on to bending over to check the drawers under the counter... sticking her smoothie-coated ass right toward you. Unable to resist the invitation, you lunge forward and wrap your arms around her waist, pulling her butt directly into your waiting mouth. A small moan of satisfaction slips out as the deliciously sweet flavor washes over every inch of your tongue. "What the--Hey..!" Haley yelps. "$name, stop!" You hoist her up higher for a better angle as you savor the fruity flavor saturating her jeans. A heavy swallow pulls her ass down into your throat, folding her legs up to be all but flat against the rest of her body. However, you quickly find that you weren't as ready for this angle of approach as you thought. The pressure in your throat is uncomfortably tight, leaving you with much less progress than you expected. She flails her legs in a panic and grabs at your arms, throwing off your balance. You stumble back into the table behind you, gagging as you struggle to keep your balance. Unable to regain control, you cough up Haley onto the ground. @@color:orange;Your strength fails you.@@ "Ow..! What the heck was that for?" Haley says as she pushes herself up off the ground. "Who eats someone like that!" "I was, uh... just helping you get cleaned up..?" you say with a sheepish grin, hiding the sadly unused whipped cream behind your back. "It was a really good smoothie, wouldn't want it to go to waste." "That would almost be worse than just trying to eat me, honestly, that's so weird!" she replies. She crosses her arms and takes a step back, blushing. "You're a jerk, I really thought you were gonna help me here. Now if you'll excuse me, I need to go get someone's slobber off my butt..." She storms out of the kitchen, looking almost as flustered as she is angry. With a sigh, you follow her lead after giving her a few minutes to get ahead of you, heading for the stairs and making your way through the halls to return to your room. It //was// a really good smoothie, at least... [[Head back to your dorm->October 30th- End of Day]]\ <</replace>> <</if>> <</link>> <<link "See if she's alright">><<replace "#choice">>\ "You okay, Haley?" you say, shaking off the thought. "Yeah I'm fine... just a lot clumsier than I thought I was," she says with a laugh. "Please don't tell anyone about this." "No promises," you chuckle. "I //really// wouldn't go talk to Izumi now looking like that." "Oh geez, yeah. I'll keep my distance," Haley replies. She sighs. "I really need to get changed, I guess I'll just let Kira know about the ring and hope it turns up." "I'm sure it will," you say, offering her a sympathetic smile. The two of you walk back out of the kitchen, heading for the stairs. Haley's dejected footsteps are accompanied by a soft squelching noise, some of the smoothie dripping down her back having made it into her shoes. As you pass by Izumi, she pauses for a moment to let out a loud burp. You and Haley stop in your tracks when you hear a faint metallic clink a second later, glancing over to see something rolling to a stop on the table. Sure enough, it looks to be a silver ring coated in slime that just hitched a ride out of Izumi's gut. "No way..." Haley says, her mouth hanging open. You hurry over to retrieve it. Izumi barely pays you any attention. "Yep, looks like checking with Izumi would have been the better call after all... technically," you say with a laugh as you hand the ring to her. "...I don't like how warm it is." "Yeah, even though I've been in a stomach wearing it before, this somehow feels worse. Gonna need a deep cleaning," Haley replies. She laughs, a big grin plastered on her face. "But who cares, at least I got it back! Thanks again for the help, $name, I really appreciate it." "Hey, don't thank me, Izumi did most of the work," you say. The two of you share a laugh as you carry on up the stairs. You make a bit of pleasant small talk on your way back over to Karbo, until finally parting ways at the stairwell to return to your own dorms. [[Head back to your dorm->October 30th- End of Day]]<</replace>><</link>>\

<<if ($wrongClassroomStars is "failed") or $analAteOlivia>><<set _olivia to true>><<else>><<set _olivia to false>><</if>>\ <<if $cookingCherryAnalHaley or hasVisited("Cooking Club 2- After Hours")>><<set _scones to true>><<else>><<set _scones to false>><</if>>\ <<if _scones>><<Time 24>><<else>><<Time 23.25>><</if>><<set $cherryDorm to true>><<set $cherryTeachAnal to 3>>\ <<if $club != "cooking">>\ You make your way through the halls, heading upstairs and across the bridge to Lampton. You don't have to worry too much about remembering the right room number, because you're quickly met by Cherry herself coming down the opposite end of the hall. "Hey, perfect timing! Someone really didn't want to miss her chance to put her ass to the test," she says with a grin. "I appreciate the dedication." "Yeah, I, uh, made sure not to risk showing up late," you say. You furrow your brow, noticing that she's holding something in her hands. "...is that a watermelon?" "Yep, we'll get to that later," she replies. "Come on in.~"\ <<else>>/*Cooking club intros*/\ <<if _scones>>"Yeah, as ready as I'm gonna be I guess," you reply with a nervous chuckle.<<if $cookingCherryAnalHaley>> "Um, ready for //what// exactly?" Haley's muffled voice chimes in. "I'm teaching her to do //this//!" Cherry replies, patting her belly. "All goes well, maybe you can take her for a spin next week.~" "Great..." Haley says with a sigh. "Do I really need to be here for this..?" "No, you'll probably get in the way honestly," Cherry says. "But you're staying put anyway.~"<</if>><<elseif ($cookingBreakfastBattle is 1) and ($cherryRel > 2)>>"Yeah, as ready as I'm gonna be I guess," you reply with a nervous chuckle. "Great! Just let me grab something real quick and we can get to it," Cherry says. She hurries off... into the kitchen. She returns a minute later carrying a watermelon. "Alright, we're ready." "...uh, why the melon?" "It's a surprise tool that will help us later," she answers, snickering. She lifts it up overhead and starts to march toward the stairs. "Let's go!"<</if>> You follow her over to the stairs. Cherry happily hums to herself as she leads the way, keeping the watermelon held tight in her arms<<if $cookingCherryAnalHaley>> and barely seeming hindered by her Haley-filled gut<</if>>. You're feeling quite nervous by the time you arrive at her room. She unlocks the door and holds it open for you, tucking the watermelon under one arm. "After you, m'lady," she says with a snicker.\ <</if>> You hesitate for a moment, then head inside<<if $cookingCherryAnalHaley>>, having to carefully shuffle around her gut to get past<</if>>. <<if $day7FedAlexToCherry or $analByCherry>>It looks more or less how you remember it from your <<if $analByCherry>>unfortunate <</if>>detour here from Emma's party at the start of the year: one bed very clearly marked by red cherry-themed bedding while the other is plain.<<else>>Cherry's dorm has the same basic setup as you'd expect: a bed on either side of the room and a bathroom at the back. Staying on brand, there's has a cherry shaped pillow marking her bed, along with cherry-patterned sheets and almost entirely red bedding. A few posters adorn the wall above it that look like they're for plays or musicals.<</if>> "Alright..." Cherry says, her voice suddenly sounding quite serious. She locks the door behind her and sets the melon down on the unused bed, then stands in front of you with a wide stance and her hands on her hips. She looks up into your eyes with a stern expression. "Now are you //sure// you're ready for this?" "Y-Yeah, I'm sure." "You don't sound it! Do you want to do this or not?" she says, narrowing her eyes. "Yes!" you reply, feeling inclined to stand up straighter for some reason. "I definitely do!" "Good! And what is it we're doing here?" "You're going to teach me how to do anal vore. Right?" "Uh-huh, and why would you want me to do that?" Cherry says, still giving you an intense look. "So I can, uh... shove people up my ass..?" you say, starting to feel very flustered. "Is that a question? Why are you asking me?" Cherry replies. She steps closer and points her finger in your face<<if $cookingCherryAnalHaley>>, her belly nudging against you<</if>>. "Do you really want this?" "Yes, of course..!" you yelp. "Then be honest!" Cherry snaps. "Now come on, tell me: //Why// are we here?" "Because I really want to shove people up my ass!" you reply, your cheeks flushing bright red. "I want to try it so bad I'm not willing to wait until next semester!" Cherry stares at you for a moment, eyes narrowed, then gives you an excited grin. She puts a hand on your shoulder. "Great, you're ready! Confidence is absolutely key here, you'll never pull it off if you hesitate or falter even a little," she says. You breathe a sigh of relief as she finally steps back. "Now get <<if $outfit is "normal">>those pants<<else>>that skirt<</if>> off, we're gonna need <<if $buttSize > 59>>that dump truck<<else>>those cheeks<</if>> hanging free for this.<<if !_scones>> I'm gonna hit the can real quick while you get ready.<</if>>" <<if _scones>>\ <<if $cookingCherryAnalHaley>>"...I'm surrounded by perverts..." you faintly hear Haley mumble. "You're //entirely// surrounded by //one// pervert. The second one just happens to be nearby," Cherry says, snickering. She starts to rub her belly with one hand. "Get to it already, $name." <</if>>You hesitate, uncomfortable with the way Cherry is just standing there watching. She pulls out one of the leftover scones to snack on and you sigh, getting the message that she's not planning on giving you even a brief moment of privacy. You quickly pull down your <<if $outfit is "normal">>pants<<else>>skirt<</if>> and underwear<<if $outfit is "skimpy">>, leaving you naked other than the small tube top covering your chest. You stand with your hands covering your crotch, feeling a little awkward just standing around in the middle of her dorm like this.<<else>>. You tug at the hem of your shirt to try and cover yourself as much as you can, feeling very awkward just standing around pantsless in the middle of her dorm.<</if>> "Lookin' good!" Cherry says after she finishes swallowing the scone. "Keep the top, I think it's important you get used to having that <<if $buttSize > 39>>baby<<else>>thing<</if>> out and ready without being naked."\ <<else>>\ As she heads into the bathroom, you oblige, pulling down your <<if $outfit is "normal">>pants<<else>>skirt<</if>> and underwear<<if $outfit is "skimpy">>, leaving you naked other than the small tube top covering your chest. You stand with your hands covering your crotch, feeling a little awkward just standing around in the middle of her dorm like this.<<else>>. You tug at the hem of your shirt to try and cover yourself as much as you can, feeling very awkward just standing around pantsless in the middle of her dorm.<</if>> Glancing around the room while you wait, you notice that she left her phone on her bed beside you. The screen lights up with a new notification as you're looking, and you can't help catching a brief glimpse of something that immediately piques your curiosity. It was an email that just came in, one of the borderline spam newsletters the school sends every now and then. That being the case, it must be the inbox for her official student address... but the account name at the top is "awinnow". They're formatted as your first initial followed by your last name--yours is <<print $name[0].toLowerCase()>><<print $last.toLowerCase()>>. <<if $cherryInquiry1 > 0>>That's proof, completely out of the blue: Cherry really //isn't// her real name.<<else>>Cherry must not be her real first name...<<set $cherryInquiry1 to 1>><</if>> "Lookin' good!" Cherry says as she steps back into the room. "Glad you kept the top, I think it's important you get used to having that <<if $buttSize > 39>>baby<<else>>thing<</if>> out and ready without being naked."\ <</if>> "Right," you reply. "So, uh, what first?" <<if _olivia>>"Well that's the tricky part, isn't it? You've already gone all the way once,<<if !$analAteOlivia>> at least with the important part,<</if>> so what do you need me for?" Cherry says with a smirk. "<<if $analAteOlivia>>Don't think I forgot that you've got Olivia jiggling on those sweet cheeks already!<<else>>Don't think I forgot that you gave Liv a full reverse tour right out of the gate!<</if>>" "Well... yeah, that's kind of why I want to do it again, but--" "But you don't think you could actually pull it off again? Don't even really remember how you did it?" Cherry says. "Yeah, something like that. It was a weird situation..." "That's the best kind," she snickers<<if $cookingCherryAnalHaley>>, patting her gut for emphasis<</if>>. "The thing is, anyone here //could// get a whole person up their butt. Right from the start it can stretch at least as much as your throat, no practice needed, it's really just the confidence to try and learning to actually apply your muscles down there that you need," she explains. "So what I think happened that day was a lucky fluke because of the pressure we put on you. Olivia wasn't resisting and got you started enough to get a solid grip without any effort of your own, and then some kind of adrenaline rush from being cornered by sophomores was enough for you to brute force the rest even though you didn't really know what you were doing. Or something like that, probably." "That sort of makes sense," you say. "I definitely wouldn't know where to start if I tried it again."<<else>>"Well, I assume we're starting from zero, right? No funny business with your business before now?" "Yeah, I haven't... Nothing very big has gone in that way before," you say, blushing and glancing away for a moment. "That's fine, gotta start somewhere! Trust me, even right now you //could// get a whole person up there. Right from the start it can stretch at least as much as your throat, no practice needed," Cherry explains. "Other than the confidence to try, your only real hurdles are learning to relax that butthole, and getting your muscles down here used to pulling //in// instead of pushing." "That makes sense," you reply.<</if>> "Good! Now bend over so I can get a look at what we're working with.~" You do as you're told, leaning over to place your hands on the nearby bed and sticking your butt out toward Cherry. "You good with me touching? Kind of very necessary to get anywhere here," she asks. "Y-Yeah, go ahead." <<if $buttSize > 24>>You yelp as she //immediately// gives you a firm spank, watching your ass jiggle from the impact. Then she places her hands on either cheek, gently <<if $buttSize > 59>>prying<<else>>pulling<</if>> them apart. "That isn't really what I thought you meant," you say, blushing as you shoot her a look over your shoulder. "It was strictly necessary, trust me," Cherry snickers. "It's like how you //have// to click tongs together when you first pick them up, I don't make the rules. Anyway, try to relax for me..."<<else>>You tense up as she grabs your cheeks, her hands feeling quite cold. She gently pulls them apart. "Alright, go ahead and try to relax for me..."<</if>> You take a deep breath and try your best to oblige, but it doesn't //feel// like you're tensing up at all in the first place, so you're not entirely sure what to do. Cherry stays quiet for a moment, then shifts one hand so that her thumb starts to trace around your asshole. You immediately clench it tight and undo whatever progress you might have made. "Yep, that's about what I expected," Cherry says with a laugh. "That's the reflex you gotta beat if you ever want to get anyone //in// there, fighting your prey //and// your body will never go well. You just go ahead and keep trying not to tighten up while I work my magic.~" She gently traces her thumb around your hole, massaging the opening as you fight the urge to clench up from the contact. You manage to relax enough under her soothing efforts for her to slip her thumb //inside// before you've even quite realized it. "There, getting better! Now we'll start small to get you warmed up," Cherry says. "Ready?" "Yea--//hhhn!//" Before you've finished answering, Cherry pushes hard and forces her entire hand inside. You reflexively clench your muscles tight again, but she keeps forcing her way in regardless, pressure shifting through your lower belly until she's elbow-deep. Your arms tremble and almost falter from the surprise. "What happened to starting 'small'?" you hiss. "A fist is //waaay// smaller than a person, this is baby stuff," she replies with a smirk. She leans in next to you on the bed<<if $buttSize > 39>>, her arm that's lodged in your asshole squishing into your butt as it bends at the elbow<</if>>.<<if $cookingCherryAnalHaley>> The bed creaks a little as her gut gets squished against it<</if>> "Just take some deep breaths, alright? You're clenching like crazy right now. Keep trying to relax." <<if $cookingCherryAnalHaley>>"Oh my gosh, I cannot believe you're really just leaving me in here while you do this..." Haley's muffled voice mutters. "This is ridiculous..." Though the reminder that you have an audience gets you a little extra flustered, you<<else>>You<</if>> do as you're told, doing your best to ease up with each exhale. The pressure you can feel from her arm seems to loosen. "This is so weird..." "Oh yeah for sure, and we've barely gotten started," Cherry says with a laugh. "Now, I bet you're not too happy with me giving you the puppet treatment right now..." You let out a small whimper of surprise as she forces you to wiggle your hips by moving her arm back and forth. "So, go ahead and try to pull me in more." You take a deep breath, then clench your muscles tight, trying your best to drag her deeper. You can't seem to accomplish much more than squeezing her arm. "Not working, huh? Nothing to do with inexperience, it's just the way we're positioned. I wouldn't be able to do much if we swapped places either," Cherry explains. "When you're working with your butt, it's //way// more important to make sure you've got your prey locked down than it is the normal way--it took no effort at all for me to lock myself out like this. Having a dominant position and getting a good first 'grip' are critical if you want to get anywhere!<<if $cookingCherryAnalHaley>> Just think about how I handled Haley here--pinned her to the ground and got her hands locked down first." "I'm trying to pretend I'm not here for this, please don't use me as an example," Haley's muffled voice chimes in.<<else>>"<</if>> "Noted," you say. "I can definitely see the issue." "Good! That's gonna be your only taste of Cherry today, but you're still clenching like crazy here," she replies. "So I'm gonna pull out, but //only// while you're relaxed. So you just keep trying to keep yourself loose, no matter what." "I'll try my best..." Sure enough, she only pulls out an inch or so before stopping when you reflexively clench from the movement. Then the same thing happens again right after you manage to ease up. This time, you manage to keep calm a little longer... only for her to start wiggling her fingers inside your colon, making you flinch and tense up again. "Hey, prey isn't just gonna sit still for ya," Cherry says, snickering. "You gotta learn to keep it calm in there no matter what if you want anything passing through." The slow extraction continues, Cherry continuing to add new twists every time you start to get the hang of it: shifting her arm arm left and right instead of just pulling straight out, rotating her hand around, prodding at it from the outside. Finally, after what must have been a few full //minutes//, her hand slides back out, accompanied by a faint squishing sound. You feel an odd chill run through your insides for a second. "Aaaaaand... there! I think you made some good progress here today, you stayed relaxed enough for me to see right into your colon for about three whole seconds after my hand was out," she says. "It's a beautiful shade of pink, if you were wondering," she adds with a wink. "So... that's it for today?" you say. You can tell your cheeks are flushed red. "Not at all! That was the warm up, we're about to get to the main event~" she replies. "We haven't even touched on the most important thing yet: pulling something //in//." She nods toward the bed with a smirk. You glance over at the watermelon resting beside you. "//Oh.// Really?" "Yep, you're getting that bad boy all the way in! Bigger than a head, but not as wide as someone's shoulders, and it's got a nice smooth arc the whole way through. Perfect for training!" she says. "Now get down on the floor! Hands and knees is gonna be a better position for this." You do as you're told, getting down onto your knees on the floor. Cherry kneels behind you, watermelon held in both hands. <<if $cookingCherryAnalHaley>>You can feel the weight of her Haley-filled gut resting on your legs. She hoists the melon up to lay on top of your butt<<else>> You take a sharp inhale as she rests it on top of your butt<</if>>. "Alright, I'll get you started enough to get a grip on it, but then you're going to pull it in all on your own, okay? All the way," Cherry explains. "Normally you //can// and //should// use your surroundings to push against and force your prey in, but we're trying to build up those inner muscles so I don't want you doing anything but pulling. Got it?" "Got it," you reply, a hint of nervousness clear in your voice. "Good. Now get ready..." You take a deep breath as she rolls the melon around to line up one end with your asshole. Relaxing as much as you can, you feel the pressure as she shoves it forward, pushing hard until it's lodged a few inches deep. You grunt, feeling your hips stretch to accommodate the girth. "Alright, all up to you," she says. "I'm just here to hold it up and enjoy the show now." You clench your muscles a few times, already feeling stretched thin even though you know you've yet to reach the widest part. After another deep breath, you tug as hard as you can manage. There's movement, the melon passing maybe half an inch further through your sphincter. Bit by bit, you gain ground, your ass stretching far wider than <<if _olivia>>you've experienced outside of your encounter with Olivia<<else>>it's ever been<</if>> as you drag the watermelon down into your intestines. Your progress gets slower and slower, the melon even sliding back out a little before you can clench it into place a few times, but with some words of encouragement from Cherry you press on. You pass the halfway point, starting to crest over the far side of the watermelon. One last hard tug, and you pass a threshold--with more in than out the melon surges forward far faster than before. You clench your muscles in surprise, only serving to catapult it further along. There's an unpleasant squelching sound as your butt seals shut right behind it. You feel a clear tug downward as the melon drops deep into your colon, bulging out your belly as it hangs beneath you. You yelp and jolt forward in surprise as another sensation strikes you... Cherry //kissing// your asshole. "Ch-Cherry, what the hell..?" you say, turning your head back to shoot her a look. "What? She did a good job, she deserved a little praise," Cherry says with an impish smile. <<if $buttSize > 39>>She crosses her arms and leans forward against you, resting her head on your butt like it was a pillow.<<if $cookingCherryAnalHaley>> You hear a muffled grunt from Haley as the extra pressure squishes her against the ground.<</if>><<else>>She keeps her hands resting on your ass, idly drumming her fingers against it.<</if>> "But really, great work! You're a natural." "Thanks... Now could you please get off my butt?" She lets out an exaggerated sigh, giving you a quick pat on the ass before <<if $cookingCherryAnalHaley>>carefully pushing herself up onto her feet<<else>>standing up<</if>>. "Time for phase two. Get up!" she says, aggressively pointing her finger toward you. "And get <<if $outfit is "normal">>those pants<<else>>that skirt<</if>> on, NOW!" "Okay, okay, relax!" you say, scrambling to grab your clothes. You stumble a little getting to your feet thanks to the awkward bulk of the melon lodged in your intestine. It stretches your belly enough to make you look pregnant, but it feels distinctly different from having prey in your stomach, the weight resting lower and "deeper" than you're used to. You work around it to get your clothes back on. "There, happy?" "Not really, <<if $buttSize > 39>>I could look at that ass all day<<else>>I would've preferred to keep the view<</if>>," Cherry says. "But it's necessary! Because for you to complete your training, I need to be sure that melon //never// comes back out of you." You furrow your brow in confusion, idly resting one hand on your melon-filled belly. "Sure, you got it //in//... but you've still got plenty of room to pull it deeper," she says with a grin. "Go ahead and take a seat. To finish off today's lesson, you're gonna pull that baby all the way into your stomach, got it?" "Yeah. Right, that does make sense..." you say. You drop back to sit on the bed with a sigh, looking down at your bloated belly. "How are you feeling?" Cherry asks. She kneels down in front of you, and you can't help blushing a little as she positions herself between your legs, hands on your thighs<<if $cookingCherryAnalHaley>> and belly wedged between them<</if>>. "It's... weird, but not bad. Definitely not bad," you say with a slight laugh. "//Good//, one might say?" Cherry says with a grin. "It's pretty hot, right?" "...yeah..." you admit. <<if $cookingCherryAnalHaley>>"...perverts..." you faintly hear Haley say. "You'd like it too if you were on the other end," Cherry says, smacking the bulge Haley's head is making. "Now $name, let's get this thing where it belongs. <<else>>"Thought so.~ Now let's get this thing where it belongs," she says, patting your belly. "<</if>>You'll know when it hits stomach, trust me." After taking a little longer to rest, you get back to work, clenching your inner muscles tight to drag the melon deeper. You feel an odd, shifting pressure as it starts to move. Other than a brief hangup at the transition between your small and large intestines, you find that you have surprisingly little trouble with the process. It's slow, but you never struggle to pull it along at least a few inches with each exertion. You can see the bulge in your belly moving around as you work the melon backwards through your digestive tract, sometimes shifting to rest a little more to the right or left, and by the end starting to subtly move higher into your abdomen. Finally, you feel it bump up against a dead end, flinching at the unexpected resistance. "There you go, it's knocking at the door!" Cherry says. She puts her hands on your belly, gently massaging it. "This is the worst part of the whole process, but go ahead and just keep pushing. You'll be fine, trust me." "Alright, here goes..." you say. You take a deep breath, then clench your muscles tight. Trusting her word, you keep pushing even as the resistance starts to grow a little painful, until finally something gives. The melon passes into your stomach, the change in pressure as it drops into the much more spacious organ immediately clear. Even from the outside, your belly seems to grow a tiny bit larger and sag forward a little further. Your stomach lets out a loud growl to greet the unexpected meal. <<if _olivia>>"Congratulation, $name, you've still got it! Didn't even need the pressure of being cornered by two upperclassmen this time!" Cherry says. She pats your belly, then rises to her feet. "I knew you'd be a natural, no way was that a //total// fluke at the start of the year."<<else>>"Congratulations, $name, you've now officially done an anal vore! Kinda!" Cherry says. She pats your belly, then rises to her feet. "I think you might be a natural, you did great for your first time."<</if>> "Thanks..." you say, a little winded from the ordeal. You grin, resting a hand on your belly. "That was... that was great, actually. I could get used to this.<<if _olivia>> Really wishing I'd had more time to appreciate Olivia back then...<</if>>" "Ah, a girl after my own heart," Cherry replies, chuckling. "There's no better feeling in the world." "Is that it for tonight?" you ask.<<if $cookingCherryAnalHaley>> "Yes, please let it be over!" Haley's muffled voice chimes in. "...and congrats on... shoving a watermelon up your butt, I guess, $name..."<</if>> "Yep, lesson one complete! You've been a great student so far, I think you're ready to try this for real next time," she says with a grin. "Probably this weekend, I'll let you know when I find an... //assistant//..."<<if $cookingCherryAnalHaley>> She smirks and gives her gut a little shake. "Hey Haley, unrelated: you free this weekend?~" "Absolutely not! Can you //please// just let me out already?" Haley pleads. "Mmm... ask again tomorrow, I'm still enjoying this right now.~" "Wh-What? No, don't make me spend the night in here..!" Haley replies, starting to squirm again for the first time in a while. "Come on..! Help me out here, $name!" "Sorry, I've got my own passenger to worry about now, you're on your own," you say, resting a hand on your belly. "Thanks, Cherry, this was weird but... I really appreciate the help." "Aw, you're gonna make me blush," Cherry replies. "Go on and get out of here, you've got a lot of digesting to do.~" She glances down and smacks the side of her gut. "And //I// might too, if someone doesn't calm down by the time I get in bed. The squirming in her gut quickly slows down. "...I can't believe this is really happening..." Haley's muffled voice mutters.<<else>> "Sounds good to me," you say, returning her grin as you rise to your feet. "Thanks, Cherry, this was weird but... I really appreciate the help." "Aw, you're gonna make me blush," she replies. "Go on and get out of here, you've got a lot of digesting to do.~"<</if>> <<if $cherryRel < 3>><<Cherry 1>> <</if>><<set $analProficiency to -1>>@@color:lime;Your skill with anal vore has improved!@@<<if !$cherryPhone>> @@color:lime;You got Cherry's phone number!@@<<set $cherryPhone to true>><</if>> With a final farewell, you head for the door, stepping out into the hall to return to your dorm for the night with your melon-bloated belly in tow. [[Turn in for the night->October 30th- End of Day]]

<<Time 23.25>><<set $cherryInfo7 to 1>>\ "Really? Oh what a relief," Haley says with a sigh. "Could you show me where?" "She can't, she's lying," you cut in. "She just wants to mess with you." "What makes you say that?" Haley replies. "Is that true, Cherry?" Cherry sighs and puts a hand on Haley's shoulder. "Haley, you're gullible as heck. And I love that about you!" she says. "You were absolutely going to end up inside my butt if you followed me. You're lucky I've already got plans here, or I never would have come clean!" "Inside your..? Oh gosh, I forgot that was something some people can do..." Haley says, her face flushing red. She steps back and laughs nervously. "I, um, I think I'll keep looking out here then, thanks..! Maybe Izumi has seen it..." You and Cherry leave her to it, making your way over to the kitchen. It feels a little strange being in here while it's completely deserted. "Can't believe you spoiled the fun," Cherry says. "<<if $cherryTeachAnal > 1>>It would have been the perfect primer before your lesson...<<else>>I had a whole bit planned and everything!<</if>>" "Hey, we've got cooking to do! Your gut would have gotten in the way," you reply. "I could've handled it," she says with a chuckle. "Anyway, let's get these scones going..." She pulls out her phone to look up the recipe. Standing next to her, you get a brief glimpse of her lock screen and manage to spot something that immediately piques your curiosity. She has an email notification, one of the borderline spam newsletters the school sends every now and then. That being the case, it must be the inbox for her official student address... but the account name at the top is "awinnow". They're formatted as your first initial followed by your last name--yours is <<print $name[0].toLowerCase()>><<print $last.toLowerCase()>>. <<if $cherryInquiry1 > 0>>That's proof, completely out of the blue: Cherry really //isn't// her real name.<<else>>Cherry must not be her real first name...<<set $cherryInquiry1 to 1>><</if>> "I think we're out of anything we could use for cherry flavor after earlier," you say, not dwelling on the information for now. "We'll have to stick to just cranberries." "A travesty," Cherry says with a sigh, though it seems more like one of relief than disappointment. "You're right, we'll just have to soldier on. Alright, now find me a mixing bowl!" Once you fully get into the swing of things, you're surprised by how mellow Cherry acts. She still makes an odd quip here and there, but otherwise seems happily invested in the process. No tricks or weird angles injected at all. Cherry mixes up the dough, while you handle prepping the oven and getting the scones shaped and ready to bake. Cherry looks them over and adds a finishing touch of a coating of sugar, then sticks them into the oven. A mouth-watering aroma steadily fills the room as the scones bake, the two of you making idle conversation while you wait. Before long, you have a dozen flawless cranberry scones laid out on a cooling rack in front of you. You each take one and tap them together with a smile before chowing down. You take a large bite--it's warm, flaky, and delicious. Cherry swallows hers whole, sending a small bulge sliding down her throat. You chuckle and shake your head. "These are delicious, Cherry, great work!" you say. "Honestly, I bet we could have easily won the contest this way." "Alas, not everyone appreciates my genius," she says with an exaggerated sigh. She puts a hand on your shoulder. "Thanks for believing in me, buddy." You pick up on a hint of sincerity under her jokey demeanor. "Of course," you reply with a warm smile. "If we have another competition like this, I definitely want to be on your team again. Regardless of if you're in a serious mood or not." "$name, I promise you //will// regret that." You and Cherry share a laugh as you pack up the scones to take with you.<<if $cherryTeachAnal > 1>> For reasons she refuses to explain, Cherry also rummages around the food supplies until she finds a watermelon to bring with her as well.<</if>> The two of you head back out into the dining hall, finding Izumi still at her seat. She's lounging back in the aftermath of her feast, stuffed and satisfied... far more stuffed than you would have expected from the food she had laid out. Her gut is massive, wedged against the table even with her chair pulled back, and has a few faint bulges poking out in places instead of being fully round. Your brain pretty quickly connects some dots, but without any signs of movement inside you decide to ignore the implication and hope for the best. As you're passing by the table, a loud groan rumbles through her stomach. You and Cherry both glance over in time to see her let out a heavy, unrestrained belch. She pats her oversized belly in satisfaction. "Excuse me," she says with a pleasant sigh. "Hey, nice one Izumi!" Cherry says with a laugh. She walks over and tosses her a scone. "Here's something to fill that space you just made." "Oh my, thank you!" Izumi replies. "I suppose I will not tell Kira you used the kitchen without permission." "Appreciate that," Cherry chuckles. "Enjoy the meal! Bet she was delicious.~" "Yes..." Izumi says with a sigh, leaning back in her seat and patting her gut again. You and Cherry leave her to it, heading towards the stairs to finally leave for the night. "Well, thanks $name, this was fun!" Cherry says. "I guess I was itching to do some real cooking after all." <<Cherry 1>> <<if $cherryTeachAnal > 0>>"But, the night's still young. You ready to put that ass to work?" [[Ready as I'll ever be->October 30th- Anal Training]]<<else>>"Anytime! This was a nice way to end the night," you reply with a smile. "We should do this again some time." The two of you carry on through the halls together, leftover scones in tow, until parting ways at Cherry's dorm. You yawn when you arrive at the door to your own, more than ready to call it a night. [[Turn in for the night->October 30th- End of Day]]<</if>>

<<Time 23.25>><<set $cookingCherryAnalHaley to true>><<set $cherryInfo7 to 1>>\ "Really? Oh what a relief," Haley says with a sigh. "Could you show me where?" "Yeah, it's back in the kitchen," Cherry says with a smile. "C'mon!" She takes off towards the door to the kitchen, beckoning for Haley to come with her. You trail behind the two of them, choosing not to intervene even though you're positive Cherry does not actually know where the ring is. Haley seems oblivious to the danger of the situation. Cherry leads the way back into the kitchen and over to a counter in the back corner. There's nothing there. "Huh, shoot, I swear I saw it here earlier..." she says, resting a hand on the side of her face. She taps her fingers on her cheek a few times. "Oh, that's alright," Haley says, her shoulders sagging a little. "Someone probably moved it since then." "Hmm... oh! Well, there is one more place I can think of that it might be," Cherry says with a mischievous grin. "Have you checked my butthole?" Haley's expression goes flat, and she offers a brief pity laugh. "Very helpful, thanks. I really... wait, did you say 'my'? Shouldn't it be 'your'?" "Well that's just silly, wouldn't you know if it was up your own butt? Mine, though..." Cherry says. She turns to bend over the counter and wiggles her butt. "You're gonna need to take a close look to be sure.~" "Can you be serious, please? I actually need h--hey..!" Haley cries in surprise. Having shifted closer while she was talking, Cherry hops backward into her, butt-first. Fully caught off guard, Haley stumbles from the push and gets knocked onto the ground. She grunts as Cherry immediately plops down on top of her, sitting just below her chest with her stocking-clad legs straddling the prone girl, her butt pointed towards her head. "Who said I wasn't being serious?" Cherry says, looking down at her over her shoulder with a wide grin. "Wh-What!? You... o-oh no..." Haley says. She trails off and her face goes pale as Cherry pulls down her shorts. "Get off of me! $name, help..!" "Actually yeah, $name, help out and get her arms for me," Cherry snickers. She hops backward a little further, lifting her butt up over Haley's chest to rest just an inch or two away from her face. Her plump cheeks are framed by light pink panties. Staying on brand as ever, they're patterned with images of little cherries on stems. You sigh, feeling a little bad for Haley, but this //is// exactly where you thought this was going. You kneel down and grab Haley's arms as she tries to push Cherry away, pulling them down to the ground. "Seriously!? Come on, we're, uh, we're all clubmates, right..?" Haley says with a nervous laugh. Her eyes are locked on Cherry's encroaching ass as she slides her panties down to clear the way. "Oh relax, it's not like I'm gonna digest ya! Just giving you a hand, you gotta make sure you check every nook and cranny if you want to find this ring, and I've got a lot of 'em in there~" Cherry says. She reaches back and plucks Haley's glasses off. "You're not gonna need these for a while though." "H-Hey! You can't just--" "What, do you //want// them getting lost up in my guts?" Cherry says. She puts the thick-rimmed glasses on herself. "Alright!" She sits up a little and smacks her ass, making it jiggle from the impact. "Take a deep breath, you're going spelunking.~" Haley tries to protest, only to be immediately muffled by Cherry's chubby cheeks dropping directly onto her face. Her long braids are all that remain visible of her head. She wiggles her hips back and forth a little like she's getting comfortable on a chair, then leans back with her arms braced against the ground behind her. She lingers like that for a moment. //Thunk.// With one forceful shove, her ass slams down onto the ground, her belly lightly bulging out as Haley's head is forced inside. "Ahh... been too long since I've done this outside of class..." Cherry says, her cheeks a little flushed. She glances over at you. "Don't give me that look! <<if $cherryTeachAnal > 1>>Think of this like a primer before your lesson. Now<<else>>Just<</if>> keep her arms held down for me." "Yeah, I got her," you say, a little flushed yourself. "Were you serious about not digesting her?" While you help keep her pinned, Cherry leans forward and lifts up, her muscles clenched, until Haley is forced up with her into a sitting position. Her neck quickly vanishes between Cherry's butt, leaving her sitting on Haley's shoulders. "Of course! What kind of jerk would do that to her fellow club member?" Cherry says. You can hear muffled complaints from Haley as Cherry shifts her hips side to side to start working in her shoulders. "I'm just helping her, //*mmph*//, make a thorough search for that ring." "...you didn't //actually// shove her ring up your ass earlier, right?" you ask with a laugh. "Ha! I wish, but I've got no clue where it is. Just gotta take the chances when you see 'em, y'know?" Cherry replies. "But we've got scones to make, so let me just... wrap this up real quick..!" With a bit of grunting, she pushes down, steadily dragging Haley's body up into her colon. Before long, she's sitting on the ground again, her belly stretched and bulging forward with Haley's legs splayed out in front of her. She seems to have resigned herself to her fate, or at least is too horrified to struggle anymore. Cherry carefully rises up to her feet, Haley's lower body hanging limply behind her, and leans over the nearby countertop for support. You help lift her legs up to give Cherry a better angle. It's a bit disconcerting how quickly she's able to pull them in using only her inner muscles and a little thrusting of her hips. When just her feet are left outside, she starts to pull her shorts back on. "Just.. a little... more..." she says, tugging her shorts up and bouncing her hips with each statement. One more pull, and Haley's shoes get pushed off by the pressure and fall to the floor, her feet slipping out to vanish between Cherry's plump butt. She leans upright and pulls her shorts back up in one smooth motion, fully sealing Haley inside. "There! Nice and snug.<<if $cherryTeachAnal > 1>> Hope you were taking notes, $name.<</if>> You comfy in there?" "NO! Th-This is disgusting! What did I even do..?" Haley shouts, her voice muffled. Cherry's belly shifts and you see two bulges push out as Haley strains against the walls, accompanied by a deep, wet squishing sound. "You could have just said you hadn't seen it!" "But I wanted to help!" Cherry says, giving her gut a pat. It hangs low, but doesn't sag a bit, Haley tightly constricted by her intestines within. Cherry lets out a somewhat satisfied grunt as her prey tries to push out again. "We'll keep an eye out out here, you get to looking in there, okay?" "It's not going to be in your colon, are you crazy??" Haley shouts. "Yeah, good point. I'll pull you deeper in a little while," Cherry says, snickering as she gives her gut another taunting pat. She leans back against the countertop with a sigh, letting her belly rest on her thighs. She glances down and quickly adjusts one of her striped stockings, ensuring that they're asymmetrical again. "So, scones?" "Scones, yeah," you say, chuckling and shaking your head. "You gonna be okay to cook like that?" "Oh yeah, this baby's all terrain," she replies. "Unless you meant the glasses and not the gut, I can't see shit in these things," she adds with a laugh. "Can you grab my phone for me? I wanna get a pic before I take them off." You glance around and see that she put her phone down on one of the other countertops on your way in. The screen briefly lights up when you pick it up, and you catch a brief glimpse of something that immediately piques your curiosity. She has an email notification, one of the borderline spam newsletters the school sends every now and then. That being the case, it must be the inbox for her official student address... but the account name at the top is "awinnow". They're formatted as your first initial followed by your last name--yours is <<print $name[0].toLowerCase()>><<print $last.toLowerCase()>>. <<if $cherryInquiry1 > 0>>That's proof, completely out of the blue: Cherry really //isn't// her real name.<<else>>Cherry must not be her real first name...<<set $cherryInquiry1 to 1>><</if>> "Here you go," you say, not dwelling on the information for now. "...can you see well enough to work it?" "We'll find out, won't we?" Cherry replies as she swipes it from your hand. She strikes a little pose, holding the camera up to get her gut in frame and flashing a peace sign with her tongue sticking out. As soon as she takes the picture, she pulls off the glasses, blinking a few times. You watch as she steps away from the table and hangs the glasses on the very back of her shorts for safekeeping. "Just make sure not to let me sit down," she says. She grins as she turns her attention to her phone. "That's a pretty good look for me! Maybe I should get some non-prescription glasses..." She slaps the top of her belly. "Hey Haley, what's your number? I'll send this to you." "What? Are you kidding..?" comes her prey's muffled response. "Why would I... You know what, whatever. It's 555..." Eventually, Cherry gets on task enough to pull up the recipe, and the two of you get to work. Having used up all of the cherry related ingredients for your shenanigans earlier, you have to settle on just using cranberries instead of the original cran-cherry pitch. <<if $cherryInfo2 > 0>>Understandably<<else>>Surprisingly<</if>>, Cherry actually seems relieved by that. Haley quickly gives up on trying to get out, resigning herself to being lugged around while Cherry cooks. Although finding it wouldn't exactly make up for helping turn her into Cherry's buttplug for the night, you do genuinely keep an eye out for her ring. Once you fully get into the swing of things, you're surprised by how mellow Cherry acts. She still makes an odd quip here and there... and of course, currently has a passenger lodged up her butt that she tries to keep in the loop... but otherwise seems happily invested in the process. No tricks or weird angles injected at all. Cherry mixes up the dough, while you handle prepping the oven and getting the scones shaped and ready to bake. When everything is ready, you carefully place them in the oven... after talking Cherry out of trying to do it herself with Haley in the way. "Well, I'm fine living dangerously to get them //in//, but we're definitely gonna need to find oven mitts or something to get them back //out//," you say as you set the timer. "Yeah. Hey Haley!" Cherry says, giving the top of her belly a firm double-pat. "You know where they keep the oven mitts?" "...if you let me out, I can show you," comes her muffled response. "What, right here in the middle of the kitchen? Gross! That would be so unsanitary," Cherry replies with a snicker. "I guess you're right... Bleh, I can't believe this is really happening. At least I didn't wear any of my good shirts today..." Haley says with a sigh. "...there's a rack by the entrance that has stuff like that, you can probably find them there..." "Thanks, you're a lifesaver!" A mouth-watering aroma steadily fills the room as the scones bake, you and Cherry making idle conversation while you wait. With no evident threat of digestion, Haley has fully accepted that this is just what's happening at this point, starting to casually join in as if she were right there hanging out with you and not packed into Cherry's guts. Before long, you have a dozen flawless cranberry scones laid out on a cooling rack in front of you. You each take one and tap them together with a smile before chowing down. You take a large bite--it's warm, flaky, and delicious. Cherry swallows hers whole, sending a small bulge sliding down her throat. You chuckle and shake your head. "These are delicious, Cherry, great work!" you say. "Honestly, I bet we could have easily won the contest this way." "Alas, not everyone appreciates my genius," she says with an exaggerated sigh. She puts a hand on your shoulder. "Thanks for believing in me, buddy." You pick up on a hint of sincerity under her jokey demeanor. "And of course, we can't forget about our little assistant here! She deserves a scone too." "Oh, um, sure! I'd love to try one after you let me out of here," Haley's muffled voice replies. There's a brief silence. You glance at Cherry, who's smirking at you, then down at her belly, and sigh. "That's not what she meant." "There's gotta be plastic wrap around here somewhere..." Cherry says, looking around the room. "$name, you wanna do the honors for me?~" \ <<link "Shove a scone up Cherry's ass">><<replace "#choice">><<set $cherryAnalTease += 1>><<set $playerFreak += 1>>\ "Fuck it, why not," you say with a shrug. "Heh, pervert," Cherry snickers. "Oh yeah, because I'm the weird one here," you reply with a laugh. You're quickly able to locate a package of plastic wrap. While you give one of the scones a judicious wrapping to keep it fresh and sealed, Cherry bends over against the countertop and pulls down her shorts. Your cheeks flush as you look down at her wiggling her bare ass toward you. "Go ahead $name, just ram it right in there," she says, looking over her shoulder with a mischievous smirk. She gives her right cheek a firm smack, leaving her hand there to pull it aside and give you a clear view of your target. "She can take it.~" "Don't... call it she," you say with a nervous laugh. "But she's huuungry, $name..!" Cherry says. She thrusts her butt toward you, hopping a tiny bit closer a few times. "You gotta feed her before it's too late!" "Alright, alright, relax," you say. Your face feels very warm at this point. With a level of confidence you wouldn't have expected from yourself, you get a firm grip on Cherry's ass with one hand, while your other brings the scone toward her waiting hole. You look away once you have it lined up, wincing a little at the squelching sound it makes as it slips inside. Once it's past the halfway point, Cherry gets a good enough grip on it to suck it in herself, nearly pulling some of your fingers in with it as it vanishes into her ass with a faint slurping noise. You step away and immediately go to wash your hands while she pulls her pants back up. "I can't believe I actually just did that," you say with a sheepish laugh. "Yeah me either, but I appreciate the help," Cherry says. She lets out a small grunt as she stands back upright, pushing her hips forward for a moment. "You definitely earned a higher spot in my freak rankings tonight!" "Great, I was worried I might be falling behind," you say with a chuckle.\ <</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</link>> <<link "Not a chance">><<replace "#choice">>\ "Absolutely not," you say, with zero hesitation. "If you're really doing that, you're on your own." "Suit yourself," Cherry says with a shrug. You watch, somewhat bewildered, as she actually does go find plastic wrap to package up one of the scones, pulls her shorts down, then jams the scone into her butt with little hesitation. It only takes a few seconds before she's standing back upright as if nothing happened.\ <</replace>><<toggleclass "#continue" "hide">><</link>> "Gotta say, now that I've had 'em both ways... I think they might be better through the back door!" Cherry says. "At least while they're warm." "I, uh, still don't really get what's happening," Haley chimes in. "Just give it a minute..." Cherry says. Her face scrunches up a little as she concentrates, faint grumbling coming from her stomach every now and then. After an awkward couple minutes, she lets out a sigh. "There, I think it's by your feet now.~" "By my..? Oh my gosh, what? Are you serious?" Haley says with a bewildered laugh. "You guys are so weird..." "Thanks, I try my best," Cherry says, patting her gut. Her belly shifts, Haley's form squirming and moving beneath the surface. Faint, muffled wet noises reach your ears. Then, she goes still again. "...hey, pretty good actually! Thanks, I guess," Haley says. "Oh my god, she's actually eating the butt scone!" you say with a laugh. "Just sitting there having a snack in your large intestine." "Nah, she's definitely up in the little one at this point." "Hey..! It's not like there's anything else I can do, and you guys went to the trouble of keeping it clean. Just got a little smooshed," Haley says. "I'm trying to make the most of it in here, okay?" You and Cherry share a laugh as you pack up the rest of the scones.<<if $cherryTeachAnal > 1>> For reasons she refuses to explain, Cherry also rummages around the food supplies until she finds a watermelon to bring with her as well.<</if>> The two of you head back out into the dining hall, finding Izumi still at her seat. She's lounging back in the aftermath of her feast, stuffed and satisfied. As you're passing by the table, a loud groan rumbles through her stomach. You and Cherry both glance over in time to see her let out a heavy, unrestrained belch. She pats her oversized belly in satisfaction. "Excuse me," she says with a pleasant sigh. "Hey, nice one Izumi!" Cherry says with a laugh. She walks over and tosses her a scone. "Here's something to fill that space you just made." "Oh my, thank you!" Izumi replies. "I suppose I will not tell Kira what you did in the kitchen." "Appreciate that," Cherry chuckles. A glint on the table catches her eye as she goes to turn away. "No way..!" She grabs the object and holds it up for you to see, a wild grin on her face. It's a silver ring, with a braided design... The coating of slimy fluid tells you it spent a bit of time in Izumi's gut before that burp. "Is that--" Cherry holds up a finger to her lips to stop you... then tosses the ring in her mouth and swallows. "Hey Haley! You've probably searched all the way through my intestines now, any luck with that ring?" "Um, obviously not?" Haley replies. "Can we drop this bit already? I'm seriously bummed that it's gone..." "Darn, and we had no luck out here, either..." Cherry says, drumming her fingers on her belly. "Well, there is one last place you haven't checked! Hang tight for a second..." Cherry takes a deep breath, then scrunches up her face in concentration. You watch as her gut starts to move, the bulge Haley's body is making subtly shifting upward. A low groan rumbles through her stomach. "Wh-What are you..? Hey, stop, Cherry! You said you weren't going to--" Haley's protests are cut off as she's pushed up into Cherry's stomach, a mess of muffled sloshing noises signalling her arrival. Her gut seems to expand, hanging lower and looser now that her prey is in the less constricting embrace of her stomach. Haley immediately starts to thrash around. "Relax, just poke around a bit, I'll send you back to safety in a minute," Cherry says. "Gotta make sure we check every nook and cranny, remember." "This isn't funny anymore! Well, it was never funny, but... it's double unfunny now..!" Haley shouts. "I can't believe you... wait, what's..." Cherry's belly goes completely still. Then a clear imprint of a clenched hand pushes out near the top. "WHAT THE HECK!? Cherry, you //actually// ate my ring?" Haley says. "Why??" "Oh good, you found it! It's always in the last place you check," Cherry says. "Alright, back down you go..." "Wait, can't you just--" Once again, Haley gets cut off by Cherry's guts, sucked back down out of her stomach and into the mischievous girl's bowels. Her stomach lets out an irritated groan in protest. "...I'm so confused..." Haley mutters. "Well, job well done I'd say!" Cherry says, already carrying on her way toward the stairs. "Thanks $name, this was fun! You really know how to treat a lady," she adds, patting her belly. <<Cherry 1>> <<if $cherryTeachAnal > 0>>"But, the night's still young. You ready to finally give your ass a taste of this?" [[Ready as I'll ever be->October 30th- Anal Training]]<<else>>"Thanks for keeping things interesting," you say with a laugh. "I had a blast tonight." "We'll have to do it again some time," Cherry says. She smirks. "What do you think, Haley? Same time next week?" "I'm starting to worry I'll still be in here next week..." "Don't go giving me ideas...~" The two of you head upstairs and through the halls together, leftover scones in tow, until parting ways at Cherry's dorm. As you make your way back to your own room, you wonder if you're ever //actually// going to see Haley again after this. You yawn when you arrive at your door, more than ready to call it a night. [[Turn in for the night->October 30th- End of Day]]<</if>>

<<Time 19>><<set $outfitState to "gone">>\ <<set $ateMaya to 1>><<set $preyName to "Maya">><<set $preyHealthMax to 36>><<set $preyResilience to 3>><<set $preyFrustration to 0>><<set $preyExhaustion to 0>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "Maya_PredActions">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "Maya_Struggle">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "Maya(TEXT)">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Eat Maya- Failure">><<set $preySize to 5>><<set $fullness += $preySize>>\ <<set _provokeChoice to false>><<set _lieChoice to false>>\ The longer you stare, the more you feel like this is an opportunity you can't pass up. Your mouth curls into a grin as you begin taking small steps towards Maya, leaving the shower on to mask the sound of your approach.The way she keeps running her hands through her hair in the same pattern gives the impression that pretty she's zoned out, and you take full advantage by grabbing her forearms, quickly bringing them up next to her head for you to swallow all at once. @@color:yellowgreen;You overpowered your prey.@@ By the time Maya realizes what's happening, you've already gulped down her shoulders. Not wanting to take any chances with your slippery surroundings, you keep the same position and just force your mouth down over her body. While effective at first, it forces you into an awkward crouch once you've gotten far enough to devour her bare breasts. You can feel her trying to squirm against your grip, but you quickly drop your hands to her ankles, holding them together in an effort to keep her legs locked down. By this point your back is arched pretty uncomfortably, so you take a bit of a risk by rocking backwards onto your ass. The maneuver works like a charm, leaving you sitting on the wet tile floor with your legs splayed out, leaving plenty of room for your growing belly to rest in front of you. With only her lower half left outside, you let go of Maya's thick thighs and hold your hands out on the floor behind you, watching her short legs kick wildly in the air while you leisurely gulp down her massive butt. It's dense with both fat and muscle, easily one of the biggest you've had the pleasure of tasting<<if $ateVickey > 1>>, rivalling even Vickey from a few days ago<</if>>. A few more swallows is all it takes for you to finish the job, her feet slowly sinking into your sweltering insides to join the rest of her. "Mmm... that was *//BWUUUUURRRRRPP//*" you start to say until a massive belch causes you to cover your mouth. You quickly remember there's no cause for concern, however--everyone else from club is long gone at this point. "Excuse me! I meant to say that was beyond worth it.~" "$name? What the hell was that for!?" Maya shrieks, thrashing recklessly inside your swollen gut. "...I was hungry?" you reply, shrugging even though she can't tell. "I've been starving ever since that race. Why wait any longer when I can just grab some takeout before I leave for the night?" you add, giving your belly an affectionate rub. "Are you kidding me!?" she growls, kicking hard enough to make her the contours of her bare foot visible through your skin. It immediately makes you a bit queasy--you'd almost forgotten she was a sophomore in the midst of all this. "Unreal! What kind of bitch eats someone just for trying to make friends!?" "Awww. And here I *//URRRP//* thought you were a good sport!"<<set $sceneAttack to 0>><<set $sceneDefense to 0>><<done>><<include $sceneActionsLink>><<replace "#actionReminder">><<PredActionReminder>><</replace>><</done>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "predOptions">></div>

<<if $preyHealth <= 0>> <<append "#digestion">> <<set $ateMaya to 2>><<set $outfitState to "normal">> As more and more time passes, you let yourself zone out to the water rushing over you. Maya's struggling has waned to a point where you can't even feel it anymore, and the roar from your stomach has gotten loud enough to drown out her desperate pleading. While rinsing out your hair for what must be the seventh time, a final fit of thrashing inside your gut snaps you out of your trance. She's so far along that her last gasp fails to conjure up anything more than a satisfying burp, however, and you give your belly a simple pat before finally turning off the shower. "All done in there?" you ask, rubbing what you can only guess is her head. Your gut is so full of acid that it's hard to tell. "...this sucks..." you just barely hear her whimper. You let out another belch and smile before responding. <<link "Thank Her">><<replace "#end">> "Sorry Maya. You're honestly pretty cool, and I had fun hanging out with you, but I was just too hungry to pass up on this," you say, drumming your fingers on top of your bloated belly. "I'm grateful you could treat me to dinner, though. I promise I'll put you to good use.~" Maya seems to finally give in after that, slumping over as the roiling tide of acid overtakes her completely. Feeling more than content, you waddle away from the showers and back to your locker, watching your belly bounce in rhythm with your footsteps. The activity causes the remaining air inside your gut to stir, all the way until it eventually rushes up your throat all at once. "*//BBUUUUUUURRRRRRPP//*" you lick your lips after an enormous belch causes the door of your locker to rattle. You gently shake your compacted belly from side to side, creating a satisfying slosh. "Mmm... delicious.~" @@color:lime;Maya has been digested!@@ Now that you're no longer in a rush to get dinner, you take your time getting back into your outside clothes, though the added bulk from your prey is also playing a part in that. You find yourself hoping they still fit once you're finished working through her. Once you're dressed, you head out of the locker room at a leisurely pace, the sounds of your active stomach echoing through the sports complex<<if $ateElly > 1>> for the second time today<</if>> as you start making your way back to your dorm. <<include "playerPredEnd">>[[Head back to your dorm->October 30th- Night]] <</replace>><</link>> <<link "Taunt Her">><<replace "#end">> "For you, maybe," you respond, squeezing your belly between your arms. "It feels amazing if you ask me. Getting a nice, filling meal //and// taking out some of my competition in the process? I can't think of a better way to cap off my night!" You can feel one last punch to your insides before Maya slumps over for good, finally giving in your roiling stomach acid. Feeling more than content, you waddle away from the showers and back to your locker, watching your belly bounce in rhythm with your footsteps. The activity causes the remaining air inside your gut to stir, all the way until it eventually rushes up your throat all at once. "*//BBUUUUUUURRRRRRPP//*" you lick your lips after an enormous belch causes the door of your locker to rattle. You give your dense, shrunken belly a smack, eliciting a wet squelching sound. "Looks like you didn't have what it takes after all.~" @@color:lime;Maya has been digested!@@ Now that you're no longer in a rush to get dinner, you take your time getting back into your outside clothes, though the added bulk from your prey is also playing a part in that. You find yourself hoping they still fit once you're finished working through her. Once you're dressed, you head out of the locker room at a leisurely pace, the sounds of your active stomach echoing through the sports complex<<if $ateElly > 1>> for the second time today<</if>> as you start making your way back to your dorm. <<include "playerPredEnd">>[[Head back to your dorm->October 30th- Night]]<</replace>><</link>> <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 3>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <<append "#digestion">> "$name come on! Can't we talk about this!?" Maya yells, struggling hard in the process. "It's not too late to go back!" It's hard to tell if she's pleading or making a threat. She may have more experience than you as a sophomore, but <<if $analAteOlivia or $ateNicole or $ateMaria or ($ateTiffany > 1)>>you know from experience that's nothing you can't handle<<else>>you're confident you've improved enough by this point to handle one<</if>>. <</append>> <<replace "#special">> <<link "Provoke Her">> <<append "#digestion">><<set _provokeChoice to true>><<set $preyHealth -= 2>><<set $preyFrustration += 1>> "You sure like to complain a lot, don't you?" you reply unamused. Then, with a sinister smirk on your face, you reach forward and turn the shower handle as far as you can to the hot side. "Fine then, go nuts." You wince as the water temperature rapidly increases against your skin, positioning yourself so that the water comes crashing down on the imprint of Maya's back. <</append>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <</link>> <<link "Be Flippant">> <<append "#digestion">> "Yeah, no thanks. This is one of the nicest meals I've had in a while, and like I said, I was starving," you reply, giving your belly a slight massage with your hands. "Also, can you stop acting like we were best friends? We literally just met." "Ugh, you're the same as everyone else..." she grumbles. <</append>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <</link>> <<link "Lie About Releasing Her">> <<set _incomingDamage to 0>> <<set $preyAction to "rest">> <<UpdateSidebar>> <<replace "#actionReminder">><<PredActionReminder>><</replace>> <<append "#digestion">><<set _lieChoice to true>> "...yeah, this seemed like a good idea when I was hungry, but now that I'm full, this doesn't feel right at all," you say, resting one of your hands on top of your stomach. "Can you please let me go, then? I don't want to hurt you by forcing my way out," Maya responds, settling down now that you supposedly see reason. "I promise not to hold a grudge over this." "Sure, just give me a second," you reply, smirking. Now that she's standing by, you have the perfect opportunity to do whatever you want to her. <</append>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <</link>> <</replace>> <</if>>

<<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "relax">> <<if _lieChoice and ($turn is 3)>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> Since she's already shown to be pretty gullible, you decide it would be fun to just wait and see how long it takes for her to figure things out on her own. While Maya expects to be sent back up at any moment, you continue showering at your leisure, enjoying the heaviness of your full, currently dormant stomach. After about thirty seconds of nothing, she finally speaks up. "Uh, $name? Could you please hurry it up? It's not getting any nicer in here." "Wait, it's not?" you reply, barely suppressing a giggle. "Oh well. Better get used to it, ‘cause I'm not letting you out anytime soon." <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "massage">> <<if _lieChoice and ($turn is 3)>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> You start to rub your hands along your stomach, hoping to soothe some of the strain caused by Maya's initial assault. Now that you've bought yourself some reprieve, it really does feel fantastic having her inside you. For her part, it takes almost a full minute of massaging for Maya to realize something isn't right. "Hey $name, is everything alright?" she asks, sounding a bit wary. "I haven't felt anything major yet." "Yeah, sorry, just try to relax while I get to work," you say, working your fingers into the taut skin. "Maybe close your eyes and see if you can fall asleep?" "I uh, don't think that's necessary right now!" "Well I'm definitely not letting you go, so you may as well try to enjoy your farewell massage," you say, chuckling. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "squeeze">> <<if _lieChoice and ($turn is 3)>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> Taking advantage of her inactivity, you wrap your arms around the bottom of your stomach like you're about to force her back up... before shifting them up at the last minute, squeezing fairly hard against her back as a wet burp rushes up your throat. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "crush">> <<if _lieChoice and ($turn is 3)>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> Knowing exactly how to capitalize, you slowly work your way down to your knees with your person-filled gut nestled between them. From there, you lean forward and wrap your arms around the massive dome, pushing your prey's back against the floor in the process. "...I can't believe you actually fell for this," you say with a snicker. A moment later, you press inward as hard as you can, putting heaps of pressure on Maya's frame beneath you. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "taunt">> <<if _lieChoice and ($turn is 3)>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> Still grinning, you move your hands down to the bottom of your stomach like you're about to release her. Instead however, you only push in about half as hard as necessary while stirring your belly with some light shaking. Before Maya can question what you're actually doing, something huge has built up at the base of your throat. "*//BUURRAAAAAP!//*" Your mouth hangs open for a bit after your belch, one of your hands gently rubbing Maya's head while the other rests on the side of your gut. "Huh, weird. I thought for sure you'd come back up," you start to say. "Oh well, I don't really feel like trying again, so I guess you're stuck there," you add, snickering. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "shake">> <<if _lieChoice and ($turn is 3)>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> Innocuously, you place your hands beneath your gut like you're about to force her back up. You can't help laughing to yourself a little, but the sound from the active shower does a perfect job of masking it. "Alright Maya, get ready to--woah!" you gasp, violently shaking your gut with a twist of your hips. The splash from your acids is easily heard despite all the running water. "Jeez... sorry about that, I almost slipped." "...it's alright. I'm glad you're okay," Maya responds. "Thanks. Just give me a second to--ahh!" you yell, pretending to slip again. This time you purposely slam your gut into one of the dividers separating the shower from the others. "Sorry! It's so slippery in heeEERE!" You keep up the routine for a short while, being careful not to overdo it since the wet floor //does// make it pretty dangerous. Once you're satisfied, you give your gut a wet slap to get Maya's attention, keeping your hand in that spot. "Guuuhhh..." your prey groans. "Maya? You okay?" you ask. "I'm fine... just hurry please." "Yeah, sorry but it's way too dangerous to try and let you go. I guess you'll just have to stay there. You don't mind, right?" you say, patting your belly with a grin. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "knead">> <<if _lieChoice and ($turn is 3)>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> Being sure not to give her the wrong idea, you put your hands on your massive belly and start to push inward. Not with the intent of releasing her of course, but you're skilled enough now to know which spots you can focus on without upsetting your stomach. You work your hands in deep, just hard enough for it to still feel great instead of uncomfortable. "Hmm... how come nothing's happening?" you ask, kneading the walls of your stomach into Maya's vulnerable frame. "You, uh... have to push from the bottom. Haven't you done this in labs?" "Yeah, obviously," you reply, moving your hands from the imprint of her shoulders down to her hips. The organ practically purrs in response to your aggressive massaging. "How about this?" "You need to go lower," Maya says more assertively. "Woah, maybe after you take me to dinner first!" you respond, laughing. "Well, actually I guess you are right now. It doesn't count if I let you out though, so I guess you might as well stay put.~" <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<default>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</switch>>

<<if $turn is 0>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<set _preyActionIntensity to 2>> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> Fuelled by your betrayal, Maya spares no effort pummeling your insides. Your stomach lets out an unpleasant groan as you ponder the best course of action. <</append>> <<elseif _provokeChoice>> <<set _provokeChoice to false>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<set _preyActionIntensity to 3>> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Ow! OWW! Seriously!?" she growls, thrashing wildly inside the boiling cauldron that is your stomach. "S-Stop! Turn that off!" After about ten seconds of subjecting both Maya and yourself to the piping hot shower stream, you do as she asks, turning the handle back the other way--it wasn't exactly pleasant for you either, and neither is her escalated struggling. <</append>> <<elseif _lieChoice>> <<set _lieChoice to false>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<set _preyActionIntensity to 2>> <<append "#digestion">> "Wait, what!?" Maya gasps, <<if ($lastAction is "crush") or ($lastAction is "squeeze")>>clearly caught off guard when the walls clamp down on her hard<<else>>sounding genuinely stunned while you just laugh<</if>>. It doesn't take long for her to realize her mistake and start thrashing accordingly. "I-I trusted you, dammit! Get me //OUT// of here!" <</append>> <<elseif $preyExhaustion > 2>> <<set $preyAction to "rest">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <<elseif $lastAction is "crush">> <<set $preyAction to "brace">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <<elseif $preyFrustration > 1>> <<set $preyFrustration -= 1>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<set _preyActionIntensity to 2>> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <<else>> <<set _roll to random(1,20)>> <<if (_roll > 10) or ($preyAction is "probe")>> <<set $preyAction to "struggle">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <<else>> <<set $preyAction to "probe">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <</if>> <<append "#digestion">> <</append>>

<<Time 19.25>><<set $outfitState to "normal">>\ "Come on Maya... why do you //*urrp*// need to be so--//*huuurrk*//!" Your question is cut short by a painful sputter, a flurry of bulges appearing from within your huge, squirming stomach. You can feel it rumbling in your hands, and very soon the walls clamp down around Maya's form to force it back up into your throat. You find yourself in agreement with the organ. Instead of trying in vain to force her back down, you simply accept it when her head is sent back up out of your mouth, the rest of her body following suit right after. The only measure of how long you kept her for is the <<if $turn < 3>>amount of vomit that came with... or rather, the lack thereof. You were bested so quickly that any fluid coating her is already being washed away by the still-running shower<<elseif $turn < 6>>sizable puddle of juices beneath her. Fortunately, the still-running shower is doing its part to wash most of it down the drain<<else>>heap of vomit covering both her dishevelled form and the tile floor beneath. Fortunately, the still-running shower is already starting to wash your mess away, though the same can't be said for the unpleasant smell<</if>>. While you assess the damage, Maya manages to collect herself and stand in front you. She doesn't look pleased. "You're an asshole, you know that?" she says, crossing her arms. Due to you being hunched over, she actually appears taller than you at the moment. "Oh, lighten up already. It's not like it was personal..." you reply, frowning. Maya frowns back. "You know what? Fair. I guess you won't complain about this, then?" she says, grabbing your arm with a surprising amount of aggression. "Uh, w-wait a minute..!" you say in a startled tone. She looks you in the eye for a moment, then pushes your arm away. "Just leave me alone before I change my mind," she sternly replies. Your heart is still racing, so instead of trying to double down, you take her advice and leave Maya to clean herself off in peace. Heading back to your locker, you only take a few seconds to dry yourself off before getting back into your normal clothes. You'll be lucky if you get to the dining hall before eight, which means Maya almost certainly won't make it in time. With all that in mind, you decide to put some pep in your step as you start making your way towards the exit. <<include "playerPredFail">>After leaving the sports complex in defeat, you head across the courtyard to Lampton to finally sate your hunger. As usual, things are pretty barren at this hour since most clubs are meeting, both in the halls and in the dining hall when you arrive. You fix yourself a plate of pasta at the buffet line and sit at an open table with a view out into the courtyard. Not wanting to take any chance of running into Maya again, you quickly pick apart your meal and start making your way back to Karbo shortly after. [[Turn in for the night->October 30th- Night]]

<<set $eatenByIzumiDay10 to true>><<set $predName to "Izumi">><<set $predSS to 100>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "IzumiHaley_PreyStruggle">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "IzumiHaley(TEXT)">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "IzumiHaley_Actions">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Izumi Eats Haley- Escape">><<set $sceneHasExtra to true>><<set $sceneExtraLink to "IzumiHaley_Extra">>\ <<set _firstMassage to false>><<set _firstBrace to false>><<set _firstMassage to false>>\ "Don't--" That's all you're able to get out before she yanks you up onto her gut, your chest <<if $breastSize < 25>>flattened<<elseif $breastSize > 44>>squishing<<else>>pressed<</if>> against hers and your head just an inch from her mouth. Haley squirms inside her gut as your weight bears down on her. It knocks enough gas loose to send a wet belch up Izumi's throat, humid air with a faintly sweet scent washing over you as she lets it out right in your face. Her hold on one of your wrists loosens, only for that arm to wrap tightly around your back to keep you pinned, then the other grabs the back of your head. A forceful shove plunges you into the slick confines of her mouth, her eager tongue sliding across your face for a quick taste before she swallows. You find yourself dragged down into the tight tunnel of her throat, slimy flesh rippling and squeezing around your head. Another swallow pulls your shoulders in past her lips. She keeps you pinned as firmly against her body as she can, only ever easing up enough to let you slide further into her mouth.<<if $fat > 49>> She's clearly struggling a little with your oversized frame, but it's not nearly enough to dissuade her.<<elseif $breastSize > 59>> She clearly struggles a little with your immense bust, but it's not nearly enough to dissuade her.<</if>> Muffled sloshing fills your ears in perfect sync with Haley's thrashing that pushes and rubs against your body, growing louder as you sink deeper. "What the heck is... oh no..." Haley mumbles. Her voice becomes clear the moment your head pushes out into Izumi's stomach. "She got you too, huh?" "Yep..." you groan. The air inside her is sweltering, carrying a strange, overpowering mix of smells from the feast that's been churning before your arrival. A hint of fruitiness, then a wave of acrid bile, followed by a whiff of cinnamon. A mess of groaning and squishing fills your ears all the while. <<if $eatenByIzumi>>It's just like you remember it, and you're not excited to be back.<<else>><<if $totalEscaped > 1>>Out of all the stomachs you've been in, none have made you feel as much like an actual piece of food as this one.<<else>>You've never felt more like a piece of food than you do now.<</if>><</if>> It gets worse when <<if $buttSize > 59>>Izumi finally forces your plump butt into her mouth<<else>>Izumi pulls your hips into her mouth<</if>> with a powerful swallow. Inside, your head is forced down into the pool of half-digested food at the bottom of her stomach. You're submerged in thick, warm sludge that was once an assortment of breakfast food, unable to find reprieve until the last of your body is pulled into Izumi's throat. Gasping for breath, you push yourself above the surface while your legs are finally squeezed down into the tight, chaotic confines of her stomach. You squirm and struggle in panicked desperation, managing to squeeze yourself into an upright position, hands gently braced against the walls to give yourself some breathing room. You and Haley are facing towards each other, each with your back against the sides of her belly.<<if $eatenByZoeyDay10>> You give the walls a frustrated shove--you can't believe you're sharing a stomach with someone else for the //second time// today...<</if>> "//*UUUUrrrrrp..!*// Ah... <<if $TEMPCookingScore[2] > 3>>almost <</if>>better than your cooking~" Izumi says with a soft laugh. Her voice is somewhat muffled, the constant groaning and burbling of her stomach making it even harder to understand her. The walls gently shake as she pats her belly. "<<if $fat > 49>>Far too<<else>>Too<</if>> much though, I will need to make room for the rest." "$name, good news!" Haley chirps. She shifts around for a moment. "I actually found my ring! I really didn't think I would in this big mess." "...Haley, she's going to digest us," you reply. A deep growl rumbles through the walls to reinforce your point. "Hey, just looking on the bright side! Now, //when// we get out of here, at least it wasn't all for nothing!" she says. "Sure, I guess. But this is //very// bad..!" you say. The walls clench around you for a moment as Izumi lets out another burp. "We really need to work together here. This is probably one of the worst stomachs we could be in on campus<<if $eatenByIzumi>>. Trust me<</if>>..." "Don't worry, I know we can do this!" Haley replies, though her tone betrays how nervous she is.<<if $reputation[0] is "escape">> "You're like, the best escape artist in our class, right?"<</if>><<if $TEMPCookingChoice[0] is 4>><<set $sceneAttack to -3>><<set $sceneDefense to 3>><<else>><<set $sceneAttack to -1>><<set $sceneDefense to 2>><</if>><<done>><<set $acidStage to 1>><</done>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "preyOptions">></div>

<<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "strong">> <<append "#digestion">> <<if ($turn is 2) or ($turn is 4) or ($turn is 7)>> Doing your best to take advantage of the opening Haley is giving you, you kick and shove at the strained flesh around you, putting as much energy as you can into your efforts. You hear Izumi grunt in discomfort as the walls tremble under your blows. You start to feel winded before long, wondering if you might have overdone it a little going this hard while you have someone backing you up... <<else>> Desperate to break through the buffer of half-digested slop, you throw all of your weight into kicking downward. As the walls stretch from the pressure and give your upper body a little more breathing room, you pivot into a hard shove to the front of her stomach. You keep up the assault with a few more blows, focused on powerful, directed blows instead of wild thrashing thanks to the limited space. Izumi's stomach groans in irritation. <</if>> <</append>> <<case "brace">> <<if !_firstBrace>> <<set _firstBrace to true>> <<append "#digestion">> You push out against the walls to try and get yourself some breathing room. Her stomach is relentless, your arms trembling under the pressure as the walls squeeze in and try to force you back. "Um, I'm not sure if playing defense is the best idea," Haley says while you struggle to stay braced. "We need to move quick here, this mess is getting worse by the minute. And it's already kinda giving us a little cushioning, so..." <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<case "probe">> <<if !_firstProbe>> <<set _firstProbe to true>> <<append "#digestion">> Taking a breath to calm yourself, you start to run your hands along the slick walls of her stomach. You push and poke around searching for anything that might seem particularly tender, trying to ignore how disgusting it feels to move through the sludge that surrounds you. You know you're going to need to make sure every strike counts in a situation like this. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<case "damaged">> <<if $healthThreshold is 1>> <<append "#digestion">> Izumi burps, making the walls of her stomach pulse inward with terrible timing. The thick sludge that surrounds you splashes up into your face as the movement stirs it up, some of it spraying right into your mouth. You cough and sputter, gagging on the acidic mess. You slump back for a moment with a groan, making a pointless attempt to wipe off your face. Her stomach roars, still ceaselessly squeezing and grinding against you as you try to recover, the mixture of acid a half-digested food churning chaotically around you all the while. Constant sloshing and squishing echo through the humid air. You're not sure how much longer you can keep resisting the onslaught... "C-C'mon $name..!" Haley says, her voice getting weak. <<if $turn > 7>>"You can do this, I know it..."<<else>>"We've still got this...<</if>> @@color:red;If you don't get out soon...@@ <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<case "progress">> <<if $progress is 1>> <<append "#digestion">> The stomach walls spasm after one particularly well-placed shove, thrusting you and Haley into each other for a moment and sending a wave of the sludge you're sharing the space with splashing up onto you. A sour groan rumbles through the air as they relax again and you feel Izumi lurch forward a little. She doesn't say anything, but gives her gut a frustrated slap. "Yes, see? We're doing it! Woo..!" Haley says. There's a wet squishing sound as she tries to pump her fist in the cramped space. "Let's keep it up, we'll be out of here in no time!<<if $reputation[0] is "escape">> Oh I'm //so// glad it's you I'm stuck in here with..!<</if>>" @@color:yellowgreen;You're starting to wear her down!@@ <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <<default>> <<include "genericPreyStruggle">> <</switch>>

<<if $turn is 2>> <<set $predDefense -= 16>> <<append "#digestion">> "Okay! Okay, um, I've never been in a situation like this before," Haley says with a nervous laugh. "But we just had a class on this earlier! Slate said //coordinating// was the key when you're trapped together like this, right? Like, with a real plan, not just both of us struggling." <<if $eatenByZoeyDay10 or $eatenByZoeyMulti or $eatenByKris>>"Unfortunately, I can say from //experience// that she's right..." you say with a sigh. <<if $eatenByZoeyDay10>>"'Unlikely to end up in this scenario' my ass..." you add, grumbling.<<else>>"We need some kind of strategy."<</if>><<else>>"Yeah, we need some kind of strategy," you reply.<</if>> "Alright, here's what I'm thinking," Haley says. With a small grunt, she pushes her arms and legs out as hard as she can, and you feel the walls tense up a little as they stretch to accommodate her. "Her stomach has to be stretched pretty thin already, so... I'm gonna... hold this pose to keep them as strained as possible..!" she explains. "While you hit 'em with everything you've got while they're nice and tender!" <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 4>> <<set $predDefense -= 20>> <<append "#digestion">> "Ugh, this is so gross..." Haley grumbles. She takes a deep breath. "Right, gotta focus!" You feel the walls pull a bit tighter and your lower body shifts deeper as Haley pushes down with her legs, almost like she's trying to stand up inside the cramped space. A low, whimpering groan fills the air as she pushes her arms out to the side once she runs out of vertical space. "Hit her hard $name, I've got her as stretched as she's gonna get..!" <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 7>> <<set $predDefense -= 26>> <<append "#digestion">> "No no no... we've still got this..." Haley mutters, breathing heavily. "We've still got this! Come on, $name..!" A cacophony of squelching and sloshing fills the air as Haley fights through the thick sludge that surrounds you to brace against the walls and resist Izumi's kneading. She falters for a moment when Izumi pushes in hard near her head, only to push back harder in defiance, putting everything she has into straining her stomach as much as she can. "Give it all you've got, we have to be close..!" <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 8>> <<append "#digestion">> "N-No, we... shoot..." Haley says, audibly exhausted. You hear a deep splash as she slumps back into the pool of acidic slop, the stomach walls seeming to pull just a little tighter in turn. "I think I'm spent, s-sorry $name..." "We're not done yet..!" you grunt. "Just hang in there..." "I believe in you..!" <</append>> <</if>>

<<if $turn is 1>> <<set $predAction to "knead">> <<set _predActionIntensity to 2>> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> You wince as Izumi pushes in hard against the back of your head, causing you to lightly headbutt Haley. There's a wet squelching sound as she shifts her hand lower down toward your shoulder, keeping up the pressure. A grunt from Haley tells you she's getting a similar treatment. "Hmm, but... the smoothies would just fill in the cracks..." you overhear Izumi musing as she continues kneading and probing her gut. <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 2>> <<set $predAction to "eat">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> You start to hear an odd series of wet noises above you, squishing sounds alongside something akin to the glug of water being poured out of a bottle. You connect the dots just moments before the ice-cold smoothie dumps out onto you and Haley. "Wh--HEY! Are you serious!?" Haley says with a yelp of surprise. "You can't even wait until we sort this out..!" If Izumi hears, she doesn't react. She just carries on chugging her drink, dousing you and Haley with the thick, fruity liquid. It quickly joins the pool of partially digested slop that surrounds you. The tide rises higher, thick enough to hinder your efforts to struggle. "...at least it tastes really good..." Haley mumbles. Izumi burps in agreement, the stomach walls subtly shaking as she gives her belly a satisfied pat. <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 3>> <<set $predACtion to "shake">> <<set _predActionIntensity to 2>> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> A hard shove against your back sends you lurching into Haley, the pool of liquid that surrounds you slapping against the wall as it follows the motion. A moment later, Haley gets shoved into you and the tide changes course. The two of you quickly brace against each other to avoid getting knocked back and forth, but that does little to help the chaotic roiling of the acid and half-digested slop that surrounds you. It reaches high enough to splash up into your face and coat your hair. "Hmm..." Izumi hums, though you can barely hear her over all the sloshing. She keeps batting her gut back and forth, evidently evaluating its contents. "Yes, //*UUurrrup*// this should be fine." The brief compression from her burp only further agitates the thick fluid that swirls around you. <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 4>> <<set $predAction to "eat">> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> Haley grunts in surprised frustration as another smoothie douses your heads. You can hear Izumi eagerly chugging the drink, almost pouring it straight down her throat, though it splatters onto you in staggered waves. A loud groan rumbles through the chamber when she finishes, followed by the walls pulsing inward as she burps in satisfaction. She gently pats her belly while already starting to down another. <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 5>> <<set $predAction to "eat">> <<set _predActionIntensity to 2>> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> Izumi keeps chugging the countless smoothies Kira left for her, seeming to gradually increase her pace like she's in a frenzy. You're constantly splashed with a torrent of thick liquid that feels absolutely frigid compared to the sweltering heat Izumi's stomach is radiating. The pool of fluid that surrounds you rises at an alarming rate, hindering your movements as the sludge encases you. "Why did Kira have to make her so many..." you grumble. Even briefly opening your mouth to speak earns you a taste of secondhand smoothie. "Tell me about it," Haley replies with a nervous laugh. "How is she not at least getting brain freeze from this..?" <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 6>> <<set $predAction to "squeeze">> /*should probably be reduced strength for just a big burp and not an intentional squeeze, but since her attack will be reduced from all the eating already keeping neutral */ <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> Groaning and gurgling have been steadily building as Izumi drinks, pressure subtly building in the pocket of air at the top of her stomach as her throat remains occupied with the constant flow of smoothies. You can feel her rubbing her belly in soothing circles with her free hand to try and quiet it. At last, Izumi sets down her latest glass without picking up another, and her other hand joins the first. Her stomach groans in distress, the walls seeming to shake around you... ...then she looses a deep, roaring belch, so loud it barely seems muffled and dragging on for so long her throat must be getting sore. The stomach walls clench so tightly that your head is squeezed against Haley's, both of you quickly submerged in the thick sludge around you as your pocket of air is forced out. Izumi lets out a heavy sigh and frantically pats her belly when the burp finally subsides, muttering something to herself in japanese. <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 7>> <<set $predAction to "knead">> <<set _predActionIntensity to 2>> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Mmm... perfectly //*uurp*// full..." Izumi mumbles to herself. She leans back and starts to massage her gut, hands pushing in against you from the outside. "But, there is still more to eat. Please settle down so I can finish." She starts to push harder, not just rubbing but kneading her gut, forcefully pressing her hands as deep as she can as she shifts them around. The acidic sludge that surrounds you sloshes and squelches from the disturbance. Her stomach practically purrs from the attention, as if she were revving it up to finish you off. <</append>> <<elseif $predHealth <= $predSS/4>> <<set $predAction to "massage">> <<if !_firstMassage>> <<set _firstMassage to true>> <<set _predActionIntensity to 2>> <<include "preyPredOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Stop! You are my food now, you //*uurp*// belong in there..." Izumi says, clutching her belly. She clenches her muscles to tighten the walls around you, then starts to dutifully massage her strained belly. "Do not be so stubborn!" <</append>> <<else>> <<include "preyPredAction">> <</if>> <<else>> <<set _roll to random(1,20)>> <<if $predAttack < 2>> <<set $predAction to "knead">> <<elseif $predAttack > 4>> <<set $predAction to "shake">> <<elseif _roll > 10>> <<set $predACtion to "knead">> <<else>> <<set $predAction to "shake">> <</if>> <<include "preyPredAction">> <</if>>

<<Time 23.5>>\ A powerful groan rips through the air as you give a hard kick forward. You can feel Izumi flinch, clutching her belly and leaning forward. The walls around you tense up a little, accompanied by a soft whine. Encouraged, you and Haley immediately start thrashing and kicking to keep up the pressure before she recovers, turning the sludge that surrounds you into a chaotic, sloshing mess. "N-No, stop it..!" Izumi whines. The walls throb inward at irregular intervals, the air filled with all sorts of pained groaning and gurgling as Izumi fights to suppress her stomach's protesting. Then, finally, you win out. Her stomach crashes down hard around you and you feel your head shift somewhere higher, right in sync with an audible gag from Izumi. The pressure is overwhelming, your head practically vacuum-packed by her throat as she desperately fights to keep you from coming up. It's a losing battle--you're slowly but surely pushed out of her stomach and further up. You can tell that it's only you, however, able to feel Haley's face pressed up and dragged against your body as you're forced out<<if $fat > 49>>, enveloped by your flabby belly for a time<</if>>... You take a gasping breath as your head finally breaches back into the outside world. Izumi makes a weak attempt to hold you in with her hands, but her body isn't having it. The rest of you wriggles free from her lips soon enough, leaving you collapsed in a heap on the ground in front of her, <<if $turn > 7>>naked and <</if>>drenched in slimy fluid and partially digested slop. You shiver as you push yourself up into a sitting position, the air in the dining hall feeling absolutely frigid after spending so long in Izumi's sweltering insides. You glance up to see her bloated gut still looming over you, shifting and warping as Haley <<if $turn > 7>>weakly <</if>>thrashes inside, filling the air with muffled sloshing and groaning. Izumi is leaning back in her chair, panting with a grimace on her face as she desperately massages her belly. "H-Hang on..!" you say, struggling up onto your feet. You step forward and plant your hands against Izumi's gut, pushing inward near the bottom as hard as you can. "Just give it up already!" You can //feel// a pained groan rumble through her stomach as your hands sink in deeper. It leads to a wet belch first, then Izumi loses her composure and her belly tightens around Haley. You step back as she lurches forward, and soon Haley follows your footsteps, spilling out onto the floor in an exhausted heap. "Th-Thanks..." she mumbles, rolling over onto her back. You can see her chest heaving as she struggles to catch her breath. <<if $turn > 7>>She's just as naked as you are, though the thick coating of sludge that used to be breakfast food manages to mostly preserve her decency still.<<else>>Just like you, her clothes are tattered and every inch of her is coated in sludge that used to be breakfast food.<</if>> After a few seconds, she shakes her head and starts to push herself up onto her feet, a weak grin spreading across her lips. "We... We actually did it..! Haha, $name, we got out of a //junior's// gut!" she says. She pulls you into a tight hug, creating an uncomfortable squelching sound as your slimy<<if $turn > 7>>, naked<</if>> bodies are squeezed against each other. "Thank you so much for staying to help, I was doomed alone...<<if $reputation[0] is "escape">>I am //so// glad it was //you// I got stuck in there with! Um, no offense...<</if>>" "Of course, I couldn't just leave you like that," you say<<if $turn > 7>>, blushing a little<</if>>. "And I got my ring back!" Haley chirps. She holds it up between her fingers, a small glint of silver still showing through the coating of slime. "Would you be mad if I said it was worth it?" "A little, yeah," you say with a weak laugh. You glance at Izumi, who's leaning back in her chair, nauseous and exhausted. Her gut is still quite bloated--you're not sure if you're more relieved that not much of the rest of her feast followed you out, or alarmed by the efficiency of her body that it was able to only let go of exactly the food causing problems and little else. There's an audible groan from her stomach and her face scrunches up, a burp that didn't seem particularly pleasant soon following. "My poor belly..." Izumi whimpers, gently massaging it with both hands. "...let's get out of here before she decides she's willing to try again," you say. "Don't have to tell me twice," Haley replies with a quick laugh. <<include "playerPreyEscape">>[[Hurry back to your dorm->Izumi Eats Haley- Recovery]]

The two of you hurry back through the halls, leaving wet footprints trailing up the stairs out of the dining hall. Both eager to get clean after what you've been through, you part ways with little more than a quick wave when you return to the freshman hall. You rush right for the bathroom when you step inside, noticing that Emma is fast asleep already on your way through. <<if $emmaRel > 2>>You do your best to stay quiet, but there isn't much you can do about the noise of the shower that's soon to follow.<<else>>You don't give that much concern, much more focused on your urgent need for a shower than trying to be considerate.<</if>> <<if $outfitState != "gone">>After quickly peeling off <<if $outfitState is "damaged">>what's left of <</if>>your clothes, you hop under the soothing stream of water to get clean.<<else>>You hop in as soon as you get the water running, letting out a pleasant sigh as the soothing stream washes over your irritated skin.<</if>> You take your time getting clean, feeling the need to really work your hands in deep and scrub every inch of yourself after the ordeal you just went through. You might never be able to look at a smoothie the same way again. A generous coating of sweet-smelling soap helps to push your thoughts away from the memory of being packed into a tomb of half-digested food, while the steamy heat eases the tension in your muscles. If it weren't for the fact you can feel yourself starting to doze off, you might have stayed in until the water went ice cold. In your haste, you forgot to grab a change of clothes on the way in, so after drying off you carefully return to the room wrapped in a towel. <<if $emmaRel > 4>>You're a little startled to see Emma sitting up on her bed in the dim light that shines through from the bathroom. "$name, are you alright?" she asks, giving you a sympathetic look. "I heard the shower going and figured maybe..." "Yeah, I ran into some trouble after club," you say. You smile back at her. "I'm fine though, don't worry. Sorry for waking you up." "//You// don't worry about that, it couldn't be helped," she replies. "I'm glad you're alright. Um, I'm here if you want to talk about it, or anything." "Thanks. I'm good though, really, just another day at SMVA," you say with a laugh. "All I need right now is some sleep." "Agreed," Emma says, pausing to yawn. "Good night, $name, I'll talk to you tomorrow..." "Sweet dreams," you reply.<<else>>Emma has clearly shifted on her bed, but if you did wake her up she's already managed to fall back asleep. You quickly grab some comfortable clothes to use as pajamas, then head back into the bathroom.<</if>> [[Turn in for the night->October 30th- End of Day]]<<set $outfit to "pjs">><<set $outfitState to "normal">>

<<set $ateHaley to 1>><<set $preyName to "Haley">><<set $preyHealthMax to 30>><<set $preyResilience to 2>><<set $preyFrustration to 0>><<set $preyExhaustion to 0>><<set $sceneHasDialogue to true>><<set $sceneDialogueLink to "Haley_PredActions">><<set $sceneActionsLink to "Haley_Struggle">><<set $sceneDigestionLink to "Haley(TEXT)">><<set $sceneNextLink to "Eat Haley- Failure">><<set $preySize to 5>><<set $fullness += $preySize>>\ <<set _firstTaunt to false>><<set _firstShake to false>><<set _enraged to false>><<set _firstEnrage to false>><<set _firstProbe to false>><<set _probed to 0>><<set _smoothie to false>>\ You grin, deciding this is too good of an opportunity to pass up. You start to make your way over toward her, making a pit stop at one of the refrigerators along the way as another idea strikes you. "Oh, that's okay! I can't see how it would have ended up inside any of the fridges," Haley says. "Hey, can't hurt to take a look," you reply. You quickly spot what you're actually looking for, grabbing a canister of whipped cream off the shelf. "What was all that commotion?" "Just, uh, spilled some stuff. I guess Kira didn't give Izumi //all// of the smoothies she made..." Haley replies. "Ah, it happens. I think there are towels and stuff to clean up in that cabinet behind you," you say, peering out from behind the refrigerator door to hide what's in your hand. "Right, thanks!" As soon as she turns around, you advance on her, closing the gap as quickly as you can without making it obvious you're up to something. Your plan works more perfectly than you could have imagined. Rather than asking for help or getting suspicious when she finds nothing in the nearest cabinet, she moves on to bending over to check the drawers under the counter... sticking her smoothie-coated ass right toward you. Unable to resist the invitation, you lunge forward and wrap your arms around her waist, pulling her butt directly into your waiting mouth. A small moan of satisfaction slips out as the deliciously sweet flavor washes over every inch of your tongue. "What the--Hey..!" Haley yelps. "$name, stop!" You hoist her up higher for a better angle as you savor the fruity flavor saturating her jeans. A heavy swallow pulls her ass down into your throat, folding her legs up to be all but flat against the rest of her body. You don't make as much progress as you expected, her folded body stretching your throat uncomfortably tight, but you're determined to press on. She flails her legs and grabs at your arms, throwing you off balance. You stumble back into the table behind you, thinking quickly to pull your arms away from Haley so you can brace yourself against the countertop instead. Using the momentum, you tilt your head back and swallow right as you catch yourself, dragging her thighs into your mouth as her butt sinks deeper down your throat. "C'mon, this is so weird..!" Haley pleads. Once you're steady, you set down the whipped cream and reach up to grab her arms. She makes a weak attempt at pushing you away, but you're easily able to wrestle her hands down into your mouth, promptly swallowing them down to join the rest of her. She's left helplessly folded in half, only able to flail her legs in the air as she awaits the inevitable. Now that she's secure, you grab the whipped cream. "What are you... oh you //have// to be kidding..!" With a wet hissing sound, whipped cream sprays from the nozzle to flood the space between Haley's chest and her legs. You swallow, getting a delicious burst of the rich, creamy flavor as it spills out into your mouth in the process, picking up a hint of the cinnamon sugar from her shirt. You spray again, then swallow, truly savoring your meal even as your throat starts to feel strained from the pressure. When her head--now pressed against her own legs--starts to pass between your lips, you use the last of the whipped cream to give her a swirling crown. You savor every moment as you finish choking her down, the whipped cream perfectly masking the unpleasant sensation her trailing braids of hair could have caused. Your belly stretches out in front of you as her folded body gradually squeezes down into your stomach. It proves to be a struggle getting her legs to go down with the awkward positioning, but after a bit of jostling and strained swallowing, it's done. Your gut hangs heavy as you lean back against the countertop, lumpy with the bulges of her curled up legs pushing out at the front. @@color:yellowgreen;You overpowered your prey.@@ "//*Bwouuuuurrrrrrp..!*// That was... incredible~" you say, eagerly running a hand along your gut. You give it a firm smack. "I should 'season' my prey more often, thanks for the //*urp*// idea Haley!" "Bleh, I've never felt more like food before... And that really hurt my back!" Haley's muffled voice replies. "People aren't supposed to bend like that!" <<if $day10SunnyYoga>>"You know, I tried out this great yoga class they do on campus just earlier today that might help with that!" you say. You push in on your belly with a soft laugh. "Well, it's probably too //*uuurp*// late for that actually, but don't worry. I'll help you work out that tension myself~."<<else>>"That part wasn't the most comfortable for me either, to be honest," you say with a soft laugh. "<<if $totalPrey > 7>>But when you eat as much as I do, you gotta //*uuuurp*// mix it up a little sometimes, y'know?<<else>>It's okay though, I'm sure you won't have to //*uurp*// worry about that ache for long.<</if>>"<</if>><<set $sceneAttack to 0>><<set $sceneDefense to 0>><<done>><<include $sceneActionsLink>><<replace "#actionReminder">><<PredActionReminder>><</replace>><</done>> <div id="actionReminder" style="text-align:center"></div><div id="actions" style="text-align:center"><<include "predOptions">></div>

<<if $preyHealth <= 0>> <<append "#digestion">> <<set $ateHaley to 2>> <<if _firstEnrage>> Finally, you're able to force her back down, your stomach clenching tight to keep her under control as her hands slip free from your aching esophagus. A triumphant growl rumbles through the walls. You let out a heavy sigh when you relax your muscles, still feeling the ache from her efforts. She makes no move to try that strategy again. "There, you get it now?" you say, smacking the bulge her head is making. "You're //food//. You're not going anywhere, just //*uurp*// sit still and digest like that smoothie you're sitting in." "I'm... I'm not--" You clench your muscles and push down on her head, forcing out a loud belch that echoes through the kitchen to cut her off. Still frustrated by how painful her final strategy was, you give your gut another smack for good measure. "Food doesn't talk." <<else>> Slowly but surely, Haley's energy starts to fade. The bulges she's making in your belly become less distinct as the building acid floods the space around her, leaving it to hang heavy and round. There's a constant, dull grumbling sound coming from inside as you stomach kicks into full gear. "Come on... Can't give up..!" Haley's muffled voice grunts. You can feel her pushing out against the walls with her arms and her legs, stretching your belly as hard as she can. You feel the pressure, see it expand just a little... then her strength falters and the walls crash in to end her pitiful attempt at resisting. The built up fluid surrounding her sloshes about inside from the sudden movement. "All done now?" you say, patting your belly. "If it's any //*urp*// consolation, you were delicious.~" <</if>> You lean back against the counter, rubbing your belly with one hand. There's still faint movement from inside every now and then, but Haley seems to have finally given up for good. Before you can get too settled in, you remember that Kira said she would be coming back, and you'd rather not get caught in such an incriminating state. You give your belly one last gentle shake to make sure your meal isn't going to act up, then stand up straight and stretch out your arms. Your gut bounces along with you as you go on the move. "Huh..? Where are you going..?" you faintly hear Haley say, her voice barely a mumble. Your only response is a small burp and a gentle pat to your belly. A pleasant sloshing sound rings out from inside as it gently sways side to side with each step. There's a faint hint of extra movement inside, some final effort stirring from Haley, but it's quickly lost withing the rocking and bouncing of your own movement. Izumi barely gives you any attention as you pass back through the dining hall, basking in the satisfaction of her own meal. Every plate that was left has been picked clean, every crumb of leftover food now firmly packed in her heavily bloated belly, though it's not even quite half the size of your own. <<if !$eatenByIzumi>>You offer her a quick wave goodbye on your way through. She just burps and pats her stomach.<</if>> You carry on up the stairs, the sloshing in your stomach growing louder as you lift your heavy weight up each step, even with a hand held to your gut to try and steady it. A rumbling sensation starts to build as you ascend, your stomach groaning and pressure slowly building with each step. Then, as you finally reach the landing at the top-- "//*uuuUUUUURRRRRP..!*// Ah, knew that was coming," you say with a chuckle. You give your belly a satisfied pat, then run your hand down the front. Your skin feels soft and plush, warm to the touch. You push in around your navel and give it a little shake, your hand easily sinking in an inch or two before meeting any resistance. There's no reaction from the sludge inside. @@color:lime;Haley has been digested!@@ You let out one last satisfied burp, then carry on your way back to your dorm, enjoying the faint sweetness still lingering on your tongue from your well-prepared prey. <<include "playerPredEnd">>[[Head back to your dorm->October 30th- Night]] <</append>> <<elseif $turn is 3>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <<append "#digestion">> As you lean back, enjoying the satisfying weight of a full gut, you look down at the discarded canister of whipped cream on the counter. You drum your fingers against your belly, debating whether you should search through the other fridges to see if there's more laying around that you could top off your meal with. Glancing around the room, you spot something better. Kira's smoothie making clearly got very out of hand, because there's //another// batch that she forgot to bring out to Izumi sitting on a nearby countertop. This one's even been poured into a glass already. <</append>> <<replace "#special">> <<link "Drink it">> <<set _smoothie to true>> <<append "#digestion">> <<set $sceneAttack to -1>><<set $sceneDefense to 2>><<set $preyFrustration += 1>> With a grin, you stand up from your spot leaning against the table and walk over to retrieve the drink, keeping one hand resting near the base of your gut to steady it. You pick up the smoothie--it's a darker, more purplish color than the one your prey was dipped in, probably a mixed berry flavor as opposed to just strawberry. It's a bit warm at this point, but the flavor should still be fine. "Hey Haley," you say, slapping the bulge her head is making to get her attention. "I know you missed out on that first smoothie, so I've got a surprise for you! Close your eyes and open your mouth." "What? I already can't see in here," she replies. "What are you even... W-Wait, don't--" But of course, you're already starting to chug. The smoothie is just as good as the last, sweet, fruity, and perfectly smooth. Haley's immediate squirming as it pours down on her is almost more satisfying. "Stop, this is so gross!" she shouts. You can feel her trying in vain to shift out of the way of the torrent. "How can you still be hungry!?" You keep chugging until it's gone, savoring every drop. With your stomach stretched so far, you can faintly hear it splashing down when it manages to land right in the pooling acid instead of splattering Haley. You let out an exaggerated sigh of satisfaction after swallowing down the last drop. "Ah, delicious," you say, patting your squirming belly. "It's too bad Izumi has everything else we made already, I'd love to //*uuurp*// give you some more company.~" "You're the worst..." Haley grumbles. "...at least it tasted pretty good..." <</append>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <</link>> <<link "Don't">> <<append "#digestion">> But, you shrug off the idea. You smile and give your gut a satisfied pat--you've already got plenty of food right here. <</append>> <<DialogueInterruption>> <</link>> <</replace>> <</if>>

<<if _probed > 2>><<set _enraged to true>><</if>> <<if $turn is 0>> <<if $reputation[0] is "glutton">><<set $preyAction to "rage">><<else>><<set $preyAction to "struggle">><</if>> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Ugh, you're such a jerk..!" she says, kicking forward. Your belly lurches in turn with a soft squelching sound. <<if $reputation[0] is "pacifist">>"And here I really thought I could trust you."<<elseif $reputation[0] is "glutton">>"Why did it have to be //you// of all people... I should have known better..."<<else>>"I hope you're ready to end your day with a stomach ache!"<</if>> <<if $reputation[0] is "glutton">>She gives another harsh kick forward, then springs to life, thrashing around inside of your gut in frustration. There seems to be some real urgency behind her efforts, clearly panicked by your reputation as a predator in the class.<<else>>With a frustrated grunt, she throws her weight to the side, then gives another kick forward. Clearly frustrated by the turn of events, she carries on kicking and shoving at the walls, squirming around inside of you in protest.<</if>> <</append>> <<elseif _enraged>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<if !_firstEnrage>> <<set _preyActionIntensity to 3>> <<set $sceneDefense -= 5>> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<set _firstEnrage to true>> <<set $predName to "enraged">> <<append "#digestion">> "Alright, you got this..." you hear Haley mumble. You roll your eyes, resting a hand on your idle belly. A moment later, you grunt and lurch forward as she suddenly stomps downward harder than she's managed with any of her struggling so far. She throws her weight to the right with just as much force, then stomps again without letting up. A groaning whine cuts through the muffled squishing from her movements, your stomach clearly distressed by the treatment. She keeps going like that, making harsh, precise strikes that make your stomach flare up with pain. Then, you gag as you feel something force it's way into the base of your throat. The walls of your stomach twitch and spasm around her, a pained groan rumbling through your belly so intensely that you swear you actually saw it shake. You swallow, straining as hard as you can to keep your throat closed tight. She refuses to relent, fighting to pry it open enough to slip her other hand in alongside the first, all while frantically kicking her legs to try and force your stomach into taking her side. "Let... me... out..!" she roars. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> Haley is relentless, going right back to trying to force her way into your throat within seconds of managing to get her back down. Your stomach groans and whines in protest. <</append>> <</if>> <<elseif $preyHealthThreshold < 2>> <<set $preyAction to "struggle">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <<elseif $preyExhaustion > 2>> <<set $preyAction to "rest">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <<elseif $preyFrustration > 3>> <<set $preyFrustration to 0>> <<set _probed to 0>> <<set $preyAction to "rage">> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> "Oh my god, STOP IT ALREADY!" Haley suddenly snaps. She slams her feet down and pushes outward with her arms, warping your belly into a sort of triangular shape as it stretches to its limit. "It's bad enough you ATE ME, do you really need to keep messing with me the whole time? Didn't anyone ever tell you not to play with your food?" "Good, you finally //*uurrrrp*// accepted what you are," you say with a laugh. "Ugh, shut up! You're the worst..!" she snaps back. She finally eases the pressure, letting your gut snap back into its usual shape with a muffled slosh, only to immediately start thrashing wildly instead. "I hope Kira kicks you out of the club for this!" <</append>> <<elseif ($lastAction is "crush") and ($preyAction != "brace")>> <<set $preyAction to "brace">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <<elseif ($lastAction is "crush") or ($lastAction is "squeeze") or ($lastAction is "shake")>> <<set $preyAction to "struggle">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <<elseif ($preyAction is "probe") and ($preyHealthThreshold < 3)>> <<set $preyActionto "struggle">> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <<else>> <<set $preyAction to "probe">> <<set _probed += 1>> <<if !_firstProbe>> <<set _firstProbe to true>> <<include "predPreyOutcome">> <<append "#digestion">> You faintly hear Haley take a deep breath. "Okay... okay, you can do this Haley, just remember what you learned in class..." she mutters to herself. You feel her gently press out against your stomach, running her hands along them almost like she's giving you a massage. "Just gotta keep my cool, and stay focused..." <</append>> <<else>> <<include "predPreyStruggle">> <</if>> <</if>> <<append "#digestion">> <</append>>

<<switch $struggleDisplay>> <<case "taunt">> <<if !_firstTaunt>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<set _firstTaunt to true>> <<append "#digestion">> "You know, you were definitely the best dish of the night," you say, prodding at Haley's head through your gut. "<<if $cookingBreakfastBattle > 2>>Maybe your team would have won if they served you up instead! 'Cherry-Filled Haley' with a dusting of cinnamon sugar would have gone over great with the judges, I bet.<<else>>A wonderfully prepared <<if hasVisited("Cooking Club 2- Rachel: Cooking")>>'Cherry-Filled Haley', with a dusting of cinnamon sugar<<else>>'Strawberry Coated Haley'<</if>>, my compliments to the chef.~<</if>> Too bad no one else will ever get a chance to try it..." "Stop talking about me like I'm food..!" Haley says, giving a hard kick forward in protest. You push in on your belly for a moment to force out a burp in response. It carries with it a pleasant hint of strawberry flavor. "Hmm, but I guess that exclusivity just makes it... //*uuuurrrp*//... even better," you say, pushing out another burp. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "shake">> <<if !_firstShake and _smoothie>> <<include "genericPredOutcome">> <<set _firstShake to true>> <<append "#digestion">> You smirk as you grab the sides of your belly. You pause for a moment, then give it a vigorous shake side to side, feeling the built-up liquid inside slosh back and forth. As soon as it starts to settle, you give your gut another shake to stir it right back up again. "How's the smoothie treating you? Sounds like you two are getting along well in there~" you say. "Stop that, it's disgusting!" Haley's muffled voice replies. "You're getting it in my face..!" You just chuckle and shake your belly extra hard. Your stomach groans in response this time, pressure bubbling up to the top. It culminates in a loud belch that faintly echoes off the walls of the spacious kitchen... and sends something clattering onto the countertop: Haley's glasses, cracked, a little bent, and covered in slimy fluid. You grin, patting your belly in satisfaction. <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<case "progress">> <<if $progress is 3>> <<append "#digestion">> Your stomach spasms, finally buckling under the punishment Haley's been giving it. A flash of pain runs through your abdomen as the walls crash in around her, starting to try and squeeze her back the way she came with throbbing waves of pressure. You gag and stumble forward, clutching your belly, straining to regain control. You can feel her shifting upwards, pressure rising in your chest until her head is stretching out your throat. There, her ascent slows to a stop. One hand clenched tight and the other pressed to your bulging throat, you swallow as hard as you can. Despite her best efforts, she's dragged right back down into your gut where she belongs. You let out a heavy sigh and take a deep breath as you drop back to lean against the counter again. "Are you done now? You don't really want me to throw up in the //kitchen//, do you?" you say. "That would be so unsanitary." "Then go somewhere else..!" Haley's muffled voice replies. "Because I //am// getting out of here..." @@color:red;Your stomach can't hold out much longer.@@ <</append>> <<else>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</if>> <<default>> <<include "genericPredActions">> <</switch>>

<<Time 23.75>>\ <<if $predName is "enraged">>It's no use--nothing you do seems to break her position. You grunt in pain as her other hand slips into the base of your throat. Your belly nearly stretches down to the floor as she pushes as hard as she can with her legs, forcing her first hand up past the wrist. Your stomach has finally hand enough, clamping down so hard that, with the path already open, her upper body is practically launched up into your throat. You gag, too caught off guard to even think of trying to force her back down...<<else>>You grunt, one particularly well placed kick from Haley making you lurch forward as a sour groan cuts through your stomach. Unfortunately, she's quick to follow up on the success, the contents of your gut sloshing about wildly as she kicks and shoves against the trembling walls of your stomach with all the energy she can muster. You gag and instinctively cover your mouth as your aching stomach clamps down on her.<</if>> A minute later, you're doubled over and clutching your stomach, pale and queasy, with your meal spilled on the ground in front of you. Haley's clothes are in tatters, her whole body drenched in digestive fluid and whatever remains of the smoothie that went down with her. She groans as she pushes herself up off the ground. "I... I did it!<<if $reputation[0] is "glutton">> I actually did it!<</if>>" she says. She cheers and pumps her hands in the air. "Woo, thanks Professor Slate!" "Congrats..." you grumble, glaring at her. You take a small step back and stand back upright, still making a desperate attempt to soothe your aching stomach with one hand. "You just got lucky." "//You're// lucky I lost my appetite after that," Haley huffs. "Leave me alone from now on, got it? I'm gonna make sure everyone in club knows not to trust you!" You sigh, leaning back against the counter to rest as she starts to storm off. She stops after only a few steps and turns back to you. "Um, just before I go, you didn't happen to see my ring during all that, did you?" <<if $reputation[0] is "glutton">>"...yeah, I did actually. Give me a minute here and I'll show you," you say, fighting back a smirk. "//*Pfft*//, nice try! I'm not falling for that again," she says. She sticks her tongue out at you, then hurries out of the room.<<else>>"Obviously not, no," you reply. "Worth a shot!" she says. She carries on her way, hurrying out of the room.<</if>> You sigh, starting to slowly trudge along behind her. You'd rather sit and rest for a minute, but you don't want to risk getting caught with this mess in the kitchen. With your stomach aching and the once-pleasant aftertaste of your perfect meal replaced with bitter bile, you slowly start to make your way back through the halls to your dorm. <<set $predName to "!ERR:setPredName">><<include "playerPredFail">>[[Head back to your room->October 30th- End of Day]]

<<if $cherryTeachAnal > 2>><<Time 24.75>><<elseif $club is "dungeon">><<Time 24.5>><<elseif $club is "cooking">><<if ($ateHaley > 0) or $cookingCherryAnalHaley or hasVisited("Cooking Club 2- After Hours") or $eatenByIzumiDay10>><<Time 24>><<else>><<Time 23.5>><</if>><<else>><<Time 23>><</if>>\ <<if $club is "cooking">><<unset $TEMPCookingChoice>><<unset $TEMPCookingScore>><<unset $TEMPhelpCherry>>/*handled here instead of last cooking passage for convenience since some of the vore scenes reference them still*/<</if>>\ <<if $cherryTeachAnal > 2>>\ <<set $outfit to "pjs">><<set $outfitState to "normal">><<set $currentlyDigesting.push({ name: "a whole watermelon", remaining: 1 })>><<set $fullness += 1>><<set $digestion += 1>>\ You make your way back through the halls to your dorm. A yawn overtakes you as you unlock the door--it's been a long day and a strange night. Noticing that Emma is fast asleep in her bed, you quietly grab your pajamas and slip into the bathroom. The awkward bulk of the watermelon resting in your gut proves to be a minor hindrance as you get changed, but you manage. You rest a hand on your stomach, looking over your bloated belly in the mirror. Right then, a loud, gurgling groan shakes through your stomach... followed by a rather sickening squelching noise. Your stomach crushes in on the melon and visibly shrinks from the compression, your acid evidently weakening the rind enough for it to give out. You cover your mouth as the sudden shift sends a heavy belch rushing up your throat... one that carries with it a clear taste of watermelon. You blush, not sure how to feel about the path that flavor took to reach you. Shaking off the strange sensation, you carry on with your nightly routine, finding yourself getting a little excited as you think about what's ahead.\ <<elseif $ateHaley > 1>>\ You shuffle into the bathroom, not bothering to grab anything to change into for the night with your heavy gut still hanging in the way. As you brush your teeth, you find yourself getting a little excited.\ <<elseif $eatenByIzumiDay10>>\ You step into the bathroom and put on your pajamas, relieved to finally have a fresh set of clothes on again. You do your best to shake off the sour ending to the day as you move through your nightly routine, even starting to get a little excited as you think about what's ahead.\ <<else>>\ <<set $outfit to "pjs">><<set $outfitState to "normal">>\ <<if $club != "swim">><<if $cookingCherryAnalHaley or hasVisited("Cooking Club 2- After Hours")>>You head inside and put your bag of scones on your bedside table, then head right for the bathroom<<else>>You head right for the bathroom when you step inside<</if>>, noticing that Emma is already fast asleep in her bed. After quickly grabbing some comfortable clothes to use as pajamas, you start to move through your usual nightly routine.<<else>>You grab some comfortable clothes to use as pajamas and head into the bathroom to turn in for the night, following your usual nightly routine.<</if>> As you get changed<<if $ateMaya > 1>>--struggling a little with the sizable bulk that still remains from your meal--<<else>> <</if>>and brush your teeth, you find yourself getting a little excited.\ <</if>>\ Halloween is tomorrow, and the party seems like it's going to be a fun time, or at least a nice change of pace if nothing else. You take one last look at yourself in the mirror before heading off to bed<<if $fullness > 3>>, admiring your oversized belly<</if>>. <<include "Weight Gain">>\ <<Recap>> @@color:grey;[NOTE: Make a save now if you want to carry on from here when the next day is added. Saving at the credits screen will load you back at the credits even if you bring it forward into a later update.]@@ [[Go to sleep->The End For Now]]